Chapter 51: reputation
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A few moments later, the door on the blackboard side of the room opened.
A tall, thin-built young man entered the classroom.
Hmm?
Could it be that this man is a 'reasonable' sorcerer of this era?
At least he appears to be the best user of the sorcerers he's met since his reincarnation.
''Hey! Oh, my God! Could it be that Mr. Emerson is the homeroom teacher for Class A?!
"Unbelievable! When you say Emerson, you're a candidate for the executive ranks of the magic society Kronos!
The students begin to zap as they see the man enter the classroom.
'Whoa! Emerson is your cousin, that Emerson!
It wasn't just the insiders who were upset.
Even Ted, sitting next to me, couldn't hide his upset.
'Is that ...... famous?'
Of course! Speaking of Emerson, he's the guru of modern magic! It is rumored to be the most powerful sorcerer of this era!
The best. Strongest.
It's true that he's a reasonably good wizard of this era, but is he really that good?
I feel like there were so many magicians of this level in my era of two hundred years ago that I could throw them away.
Rumor has it that it was Mr. Emerson who made the 'Magic Engineering' question for this year's entrance exam. That's why it was so intense.
Oh, I see. So that's what happened.
We took three exams, "General Education", "Magical Language" and "Magical Engineering", and among them, only "Magical Engineering" was more difficult than the others for some reason.
When I think about it now, the last question on 'Depolnix's Last Theorem' was probably impossible for any other student to solve.
'Err. Ladies and gentlemen. Hello. My name is Emerson and I'm going to be the homeroom teacher for this year's A class starting today. From now on, I hope you'll get to know me.
Standing on the podium, Emerson introduced himself in a distracted voice.
I see.
Not very much, but he doesn't look like a decent adult.
He has a terrible sleeping habit on top of his head, and his warped shirt is cruelly sticking out of his pants.
However.
Good sorcerers often have a fatal flaw inside.
That's not to say that this is the case, but I'll put my assessment of Emerson on hold for a while.
Excuse me, can I ask you a question?
Yeah. Yes?
'I've heard that Mr. Emerson is so busy with his own research that he rarely teaches his students. Why the sudden change in your class assignment?
Oh, come on. This guy is a habitual teacher, but he doesn't teach?
It was unthinkable in my era, but I wonder if it's normal in this era.
I guess so. I'm only interested in myself. I'm a teacher because it's easier for me to get funding from the government, and there's no other reason for me to be a teacher.
So, what the hell happened?
Emerson says to the biting schoolgirl.
'Come on. If I had to guess, it's because I 'wanted to make sure'. Well then, it looks like we're running out of time, and I'm going to end our morning HR with this one.
After saying that, Emerson leaves the classroom.
Hmm. You have to be careful with that Emerson guy.
He seems to think he's hiding it well, but it's obvious that he's checking up on you at every turn.
Probably, it was also the work of this man Emerson, who kept his eyes on me in the entrance ceremony auditorium.
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A few moments later, the door on the blackboard side of the room opened.
A tall, thin-built young man entered the classroom.
Hmm?
Could it be that this man is a 'reasonable' sorcerer of this era?
At least he appears to be the best user of the sorcerers he's met since his reincarnation.
''Hey! Oh, my God! Could it be that Mr. Emerson is the homeroom teacher for Class A?!
"Unbelievable! When you say Emerson, you're a candidate for the executive ranks of the magic society Kronos!
The students begin to zap as they see the man enter the classroom.
'Whoa! Emerson is your cousin, that Emerson!
It wasn't just the insiders who were upset.
Even Ted, sitting next to me, couldn't hide his upset.
'Is that ...... famous?'
Of course! Speaking of Emerson, he's the guru of modern magic! It is rumored to be the most powerful sorcerer of this era!
The best. Strongest.
It's true that he's a reasonably good wizard of this era, but is he really that good?
I feel like there were so many magicians of this level in my era of two hundred years ago that I could throw them away.
Rumor has it that it was Mr. Emerson who made the 'Magic Engineering' question for this year's entrance exam. That's why it was so intense.
Oh, I see. So that's what happened.
We took three exams, "General Education", "Magical Language" and "Magical Engineering", and among them, only "Magical Engineering" was more difficult than the others for some reason.
When I think about it now, the last question on 'Depolnix's Last Theorem' was probably impossible for any other student to solve.
'Err. Ladies and gentlemen. Hello. My name is Emerson and I'm going to be the homeroom teacher for this year's A class starting today. From now on, I hope you'll get to know me.
Standing on the podium, Emerson introduced himself in a distracted voice.
I see.
Not very much, but he doesn't look like a decent adult.
He has a terrible sleeping habit on top of his head, and his warped shirt is cruelly sticking out of his pants.
However.
Good sorcerers often have a fatal flaw inside.
That's not to say that this is the case, but I'll put my assessment of Emerson on hold for a while.
Excuse me, can I ask you a question?
Yeah. Yes?
'I've heard that Mr. Emerson is so busy with his own research that he rarely teaches his students. Why the sudden change in your class assignment?
Oh, come on. This guy is a habitual teacher, but he doesn't teach?
It was unthinkable in my era, but I wonder if it's normal in this era.
I guess so. I'm only interested in myself. I'm a teacher because it's easier for me to get funding from the government, and there's no other reason for me to be a teacher.
So, what the hell happened?
Emerson says to the biting schoolgirl.
'Come on. If I had to guess, it's because I 'wanted to make sure'. Well then, it looks like we're running out of time, and I'm going to end our morning HR with this one.
After saying that, Emerson leaves the classroom.
Hmm. You have to be careful with that Emerson guy.
He seems to think he's hiding it well, but it's obvious that he's checking up on you at every turn.
Probably, it was also the work of this man Emerson, who kept his eyes on me in the entrance ceremony auditorium.
A few moments later, the door on the blackboard side of the room opened.A tall, thin-built young man entered the classroom.Hmm?Could it be that this man is a 'reasonable' sorcerer of this era?At least he appears to be the best user of the sorcerers he's met since his reincarnation.''Hey!Oh, my God!Could it be that Mr. Emerson is the homeroom teacher for Class A?!"Unbelievable!When you say Emerson, you're a candidate for the executive ranks of the magic society Kronos!The students begin to zap as they see the man enter the classroom.'Whoa!Emerson is your cousin, that Emerson!It wasn't just the insiders who were upset.Even Ted, sitting next to me, couldn't hide his upset.'Is that ...... famous?'Of course!Speaking of Emerson, he's the guru of modern magic!It is rumored to be the most powerful sorcerer of this era!The best. Strongest.It's true that he's a reasonably good wizard of this era, but is he really that good?I feel like there were so many magicians of this level in my era of two hundred years ago that I could throw them away.Rumor has it that it was Mr. Emerson who made the 'Magic Engineering' question for this year's entrance exam. That's why it was so intense.Oh, I see. So that's what happened.We took three exams, "General Education", "Magical Language" and "Magical Engineering", and among them, only "Magical Engineering" was more difficult than the others for some reason.When I think about it now, the last question on 'Depolnix's Last Theorem' was probably impossible for any other student to solve.'Err. Ladies and gentlemen. Hello. My name is Emerson and I'm going to be the homeroom teacher for this year's A class starting today. From now on, I hope you'll get to know me.Standing on the podium, Emerson introduced himself in a distracted voice.I see.Not very much, but he doesn't look like a decent adult.He has a terrible sleeping habit on top of his head, and his warped shirt is cruelly sticking out of his pants.However.Good sorcerers often have a fatal flaw inside.That's not to say that this is the case, but I'll put my assessment of Emerson on hold for a while.Excuse me, can I ask you a question?Yeah. Yes?'I've heard that Mr. Emerson is so busy with his own research that he rarely teaches his students. Why the sudden change in your class assignment?Oh, come on. This guy is a habitual teacher, but he doesn't teach?It was unthinkable in my era, but I wonder if it's normal in this era.I guess so. I'm only interested in myself. I'm a teacher because it's easier for me to get funding from the government, and there's no other reason for me to be a teacher.So, what the hell happened?Emerson says to the biting schoolgirl.'Come on. If I had to guess, it's because I 'wanted to make sure'. Well then, it looks like we're running out of time, and I'm going to end our morning HR with this one.After saying that, Emerson leaves the classroom.Hmm. You have to be careful with that Emerson guy.He seems to think he's hiding it well, but it's obvious that he's checking up on you at every turn.Probably, it was also the work of this man Emerson, who kept his eyes on me in the entrance ceremony auditorium.
