"Sensei!!"
Kiyotaka Ayanokoji shouted for the fourth time.
To be honest, even he was struggling to keep his composure.
It was just a pile of cool settings; was it really necessary for these boys and girls to be like this?
Although he was also a bit eager to try, his eyes shining, but...
"Sensei, there are only twenty minutes left until class ends!"
The voice, devoid of emotional fluctuation, caused Roser, who was speaking to his heart's content, to pause. He picked up the black tea on the desk and took a sip.
"Alright then, Ayanokoji-student. Just put the books on the desk. They can come up and collect them one by one later."
"Eh?"
The unsatisfied boys and girls reluctantly returned to their seats.
Although they didn't know why the teacher made it so troublesome, it didn't matter.
It was simply too good to have Roser-san as their teacher.
....
"Now starting roll call. Kiyotaka Ayanokoji?"
Kiyotaka Ayanokoji, who had just returned to his seat, couldn't hold it in anymore.
You really are targeting me, right, Roser-sensei!
Expressionlessly taking back the book he had carried over from Roser's hands, Ayanokoji returned to his seat.
He actually wanted to see what exactly was written in this thing.
As a result, he opened the first page.
Folk Exorcism Method One—"Coprophagia" (Eating Feces)!
Kiyotaka Ayanokoji: "....."
He flipped further down.
"Smearing Urine."
Oi, isn't this 'folk method' a bit too folk?!!
....
"Sure enough, is it not that simple?"
On the podium.
Roser looked at the boys and girls below who had erupted in sounds of disbelief, revealing a trace of melancholy.
Using the bullshit chatting and the book distribution just now, he had already pretended to inadvertently touch everyone, including Yukino Yukinoshita.
The dead person was not among them.
In other words, either the dead person had mixed into the faculty like more than twenty years ago, or they had mixed into the ranks of the parents.
The former was okay; there were only a few teachers.
If it was the latter...
Thinking of those big shots whose mere stomp could make Japan quake three times, he felt a headache coming on.
Playing with me like this, are you?
Moreover...
Suddenly, Roser recited silently in his heart:
"Matrix, I'm not the dead person, am I?"
"The Creator is the Creator; Source Essence is merely food."
Although it didn't answer directly, Roser felt reassured.
After all, ghost stories and urban legends were too absurd. Dead people were no different from living people; all information, memories, and even physical file records would be tampered with.
Forging a set of information and a past for him would be nothing.
But fortunately, his golden thigh (cheat) wasn't some shameful thing from Hedgehog Cat!
Otherwise, he was afraid he and the System would be shivering together.
With a cheat in hand, Roser was calm and composed as hell.
He had already started throwing in a Heavenly Dao Jade to tentatively strengthen himself.
As a fragile carbon-based organism, the various physical disparities were too large. Bones needed to be twice the strength of concrete, tendons one hundred times that of muscle. Trying to increase defense in the short term with money was a bit difficult; it was better to strengthen reaction speed first.
At least he had to be like that bro in a certain accident, continuously dodging three steel coils smashing towards him.
Avoiding the fate of being smashed into the second dimension by a civilian dual-vector foil.
Relying on this weak chicken body, how many hundreds or thousands of times stronger would it need to be to tank tens of tons of steel smashing into the face without dying?
However...
'Sure enough, I still have to create a supernatural system...'
Harboring some thoughts in his heart, Roser still carried out his duties: "Alright, everyone quiet down first, then turn to page twenty-one."
Since he took their money, he had to protect the students' little lives as best he could.
Accompanied by the rustling sound of turning pages.
Yukino Yukinoshita discovered that a picture had appeared in this 'The Compendium of Folk Exorcism' that made people unable to keep a straight face.
It was a human face with very abstract lines, trying hard to express the emotion of anger.
And in front of it, there was a humanoid figure that looked even more abstract, abstract to the point of making one feel psychologically uncomfortable.
Looking at it, that should be the wraith.
"Turned to it, right? Then do you understand what it means?"
Roser picked up his black tea, took a sip, and walked off the podium.
"Anger can drive away wraiths?"
Koromo Shiranui asked tentatively.
Roser remained noncommittal.
In fact, when dining with Bocchi-chan, he had asked the Matrix.
Most metaphysics in this world, such as Shintoism and Onmyoji scriptures, were bullshit.
On the contrary, many folk methods had some use.
After all, wraiths weren't something that only existed in modern times; there were always people as unlucky as Miko Yotsuya who encountered them.
So when enough people died, someone would accidentally find a way to deal with them.
For example, this Folk Exorcism Number Twenty-One before their eyes.
Without answering directly.
Roser instead threw out a question: "You think ghosts... Hmm, over here you should call them wraiths? If wraiths exist, what do you think they are?"
If wraiths exist?
Ayanokoji felt there was a hidden meaning in this charlatan's words.
But if they really existed, wouldn't that be...
"A soul filled with resentment?"
Miko Iino raised her hand and said.
"Correct, it is a soul."
Roser happened to pass by her and casually rubbed her hair in approval, causing the little girl's face to turn red and immediately lower her head.
"Wraiths are transformed from humans..."
Roser changed the subject: "However, don't we have things like souls? Why can a dead person's soul, a disabled person, hurt us living people?"
Ah, disabled person?
Roser's term 'disabled person' made people unable to suppress a smile, but thinking about it carefully.
Yeah.
Aren't ghosts just disabled people lacking a body?
If missing an arm makes one disabled, why wouldn't missing everything make one so?
For a moment, the faint fear of wraiths in many people's hearts faded a bit.
'Intentional?...'
Yukino Yukinoshita in the corner and Kiyotaka Ayanokoji in the crowd vaguely understood Roser's meaning.
Wraiths were originally humans, humans who lost their bodies.
So what makes them stronger than humans?
Resentment!
Or rather emotions, extreme emotions!
Then isn't anger also a type of emotion, and even one of the most aggressive emotions?
And describing them as disabled people removes the innate fear of wraiths, regarding them as people who have lost their bodies.
Psychologically gaining the upper hand.
So....
The expressions of the few whose thoughts moved faster instantly became serious, and they felt vaguely uneasy.
This Teacher Roser, why does it feel like he really wants to teach them how to deal with those things?
Ayanokoji thought even deeper.
If wraiths really exist, and this man really possesses extraordinary abilities.
The reason he isn't teaching them Onmyodo but Folk Exorcism instead—it couldn't be because they have no foundation and folk methods are easier to learn, right?
Thinking of this, Ayanokoji's expression became even heavier.
If that's the case, then the situation is likely very dangerous. The legend of their Class 3 might actually be true....
Roser: No no no, it's purely because I don't know how to do it either.
By the window position.
Yukino Yukinoshita raised her head, her eyes, deep blue like a lake, reflecting that man who didn't look very serious.
"That's right, aren't wraiths just disabled people? It's just that they are a bit more disabled."
Roser shrugged.
Students: ...
God damn 'a bit more disabled'.
"Sa (Now), so what is there to be afraid of? China has an old saying: Ghosts are afraid of wicked people."
Roser continued: "Wraiths, this kind of thing, don't listen to how mysterious those charlatans make them sound. Actually, to put it plainly, they are just people with incomplete bodies, relying on that one breath, that one stream of resentment."
"Comparing resentment? Who's afraid of whom? Find any random office building, and the corporate slaves' resentment could wash it away."
"So facing a wraith is very simple."
"For example: recall your tragic childhoods, your parents' neglect, your teachers' indifference, your classmates' ostracization, your miserable futures....."
"As long as you are fiercer than it, and your resentment is greater, it will naturally be scared away."
The students had faces full of black lines.
No no no, Sensei, our childhoods weren't tragic at all, and our moms and dads love us very much.
Only Yukino Yukinoshita felt like she had been fiercely stabbed.
While Ayanokoji could only look blank: What is parental love? Such an unfamiliar vocabulary~~
"That's not it, Sensei, our lives definitely won't be that tragic. Can you teach some other methods to face wraiths, like Onmyodo or something?"
"Yeah, yeah, Sensei, are there any more practical methods? Having resentment greater than a wraith is too difficult."
The boys and girls sighed and groaned.
Actually, even though Roser had kept acting very unserious, casually spouting some very cool settings.
But by now, many people had subconsciously perceived something.
"Other methods?"
Roser pointed to the textbook, which was 'The Compendium of Folk Exorcism': "Page thirty-two has one."
Even Yukino Yukinoshita secretly followed along and opened it to look.
Oh ho, as expected.
The words "Virgin Body Fluids" were impressively written there.
Translated, it meant boy's urine, boy's blood, boy's saliva, and the like.
....
(Approximate difficulty of muscle fiber defense against 50,000 Joules pointed bullets)
This is the roughest calculation. Additionally, the collision will lead to plasma-fication and high temperatures that evaporate steel.
This is because muscle is a force-generating tissue, not used for defense. Strengthening it one hundred times only rivals high-quality wood; you would need your bones to exceed titanium alloy and your tendons to exceed Kevlar fibers to support it. The uses are different.
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