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Teacher - Kanami Okazaki
Student(s)-
Ren Aikawa
Kanata Ooshima
Kenichi Ogiwara
Shinobu Kusama
Naofumi Kogure
Issei Sakurazaki
Kyouya Sasajima
Kunihiko Tagawa
Dai Tsushima
Kengo Natsume
Kouta Hayashi
Shouwato Maki
Shunsuke Yamada
Aiko Iijima
Harumi Kinomoto
Mirei Shinohara
Asaka Kushitani
Sachi Kudo
Shuuko Segawa
Saki Temarikawa
Himiko Tonooka
Chie Nanase
Shouko Negishi
Yuika Hasebe
Mio Furuta
Hiiro Wakaba
Once, there was a world where the battle between Hero and Demon Lord repeated itself time and time again.
During this battle, an enormous space-time spell was fired and exploded in a certain classroom in a Japanese high school. The spell hit everyone in the classroom, and all of them lost their lives in an instant.
The souls of these victims were scattered into another world, and each was born again in a new life.
Third POV
Harumi hummed slightly to herself as she sketched in her book, half listening to her sensei. It wasn't her fault her mind was racing with new ideas! If her brain said 'Hey, what if we draw an oni but with wings this time!' she just had to listen didn't she?
Her mother always did say to listen to her brain, and her brain said 'Draw away!'
She stifled her giggles and went back to her sketchbook, shading the oni's eyes. But as she drew, her eyes caught on a crack in the air near her foot.
She frowned and scraped her foot on the ground, trying to feel it, but when her feet merely passed through it, she frowned even more.
How did she not touch it? Where did the crack come from exactly?
Suddenly there was a large bright light that surrounded her class, and with her ears ringing, Harumi Kinomoto drew her last breath.
In the Year 841 in the Kingdom Calender, a pair of twins are born into the family of the Keren.
One with soft silver hair like her mother, Seras Keren.
The other with midnight black hair like her father, John Keren.
Their names are dubbed as Sophia Keren and Viola Keren.
Yes, that is my new name. Viola Keren.
My last memory from my previous life was of sitting in Classical Japanese class while drawing. At the time, I noticed a crack in the air next to my foot, and that’s where everything went white.
Rifts in space weren’t a normal occurrence back on Earth. So whatever happened then is most likely why I died.
Then, inexplicably, I was reborn with memories of my previous life. Which was how I came to live in this game-like world where skills and levels are real.
How do I know I'm in a gamelike world? Maybe because my new father and mother were talking about the new skills they seemed to have gotten.
[Naming] is what I believe it's called. Perhaps they got it because they named my sister and I?
A long sigh escaped my lips, and I ignored the look of confusion a passing maid sent towards me. Allow me to wallow in my misery for a bit, will you?
It's time to mourn.
Harumi is dead. Harumi left behind so many things.
She left behind her mom, she left behind her dad, she left behind her friends, she left behind her games, and sketchbooks.
Tears form at the edge of my eyes and I turn my head to the side, whimpering loudly. I miss mom. . .I miss Dad.
What did the universe have against me that day that I just had to die? I didn't want to die!
This is so unfair. I had many things to look forward to. We were all about to graduate and head on to high school. . . why did I have to die?
I pause. Wait a second, it wasn't just me that died in that classroom. Everyone did.
Does that mean . . . . there's a chance that my classmates all got reincarnated like me?
. . . . I'm not usually an empath, but that's even more sad.
We all left our families behind.
I feel my lips quiver and finally allow myself to cry, ignoring the way I was lifted into my mother's arms as she fussed over me, Sophia held in who I assume is the butler's hand as she peeked over at me with curious red eyes.
There's nothing much to do as a baby I've discovered.
A few months have passed since my rebirth into this world, and so far I can sit up and babble a few words.
The only thing that I truly find fun is babbling to my twin. Maybe it's because we're both babies, but I truly feel connected to her.
Is it weird for a 15-year-old to babble? Yes.
But what can I do about it? I'm in a baby body, and I can't speak yet.
I blink back into awareness as I feel a hand pat my cheek, and then I focus my red eyes on Sophia. I give her a toothless grin and pat her cheek back, and the two of us erupt into giggles.
"Awww look at them, John! I'm so happy they're getting along!"
I turn my head to see John and Seras, our new parents, beaming at us from across the room. Wanting to be praised more, I rolled myself to my hands and knees and began to crawl towards them.
Then I paused, turned my head to look at Sophia, and then frowned.
That's right, she couldn't crawl yet.
Well, no man. . . or well woman, left behind! I turn back to Sophia and sat on my butt, scooting over to her side.
"Ba!" I say, getting back on my hands and knees, looking at her in expectation. "Ba! Ba!"
Sophia looks at me, then looks at our parents, and then slowly gets on her hands and knees as well.
"Ba!" I put one hand forward, she does the same.
"Ba.." I move my knee forward, she does the same.
I continued my movement, watching carefully to see if she could do it. It took a few tries, but Sophia pouted and got back up, forcing her body to move to her commands.
Huh, now that I think about it, she's one smart baby.
As expected from my big sister!
Slowly but surely, the two of us reach our parents, and I close my eyes in glee as I am lifted into my father's arms, giggling loudly as he places a big kiss on my cheek. "You two did so well!" he boomed, leaning to the side to place a kiss on Sophia's cheek as well, making her erupt into giggles.
Look, Sophia! We did it!
Oh, I love praise so much.
<Condition satisfied. Acquired Title [Commander].>
<Acquired skills [Cooperation LV1] [Leadership LV1] as a result of Title [Commander]>
. . . .
What?
It seemed I gained a Title . . . and two skills.
How? I remember the female voice that suddenly rung in my head calling them [Cooperation LV1] and [Leadership LV1]
So this really is a fantasy game-like world huh. . . .
I mean I was aware of it, but it never really dawned on me.
So, how can I use those skills? Do I just call them out in my mind?
'Leadership!'
. . . .
Nothing happened, so I guess that's not how it works.
I close my eyes. Still, I am still a baby, babies can't do much even if they have skills, can they? Though I suppose it's best if I grow up and train.
Still. . . .I'm in a gamelike world! Isn't that so cool?
I could grow up and become a hero! Maybe I'll take up the place of a Holy Saint, or maybe I'll marry a Duke or Knight like all those Otome games I used to play!
. . . .No. No, I have an even better idea. What if I become a demon lord?
'But how can you become a demon lord when you're not a demon!'
That's a good question, but you see, I have an idea.
Fufufufufu. . . .when people think 'Demon Lord', they always assume the Demon Lord has to be a Demon, but I think a Demon Lord is just a bad guy who becomes really powerful and becomes the big final boss for the heroes' party!
Ohh my heart is beating fast just thinking about it! Yes! I'll become a demon lord!
I'll become so strong! I'll make everyone fear my name! And with a title like [Commander], that means I can lead an army right!? Right!?
All that power. . . .it will be all mine!
I'll become the Greatest Demon Lord the world has ever seen!
<Proficiency has reached the required level. Acquired skill [Desire LV 1].>
<Proficiency has reached the required level. Acquired skill [Snatch LV 1].>