The Daily Life of Saiki Kusuo in Zoldyck

However, in a proper society, outstanding individuals should contribute to the human community in their appropriate positions, and in his eyes, the current human society has too many flaws.

Cultivating outstanding beings—what kind of being qualifies as outstanding? Is the pursuit of excellence beyond violence necessary, and what benefits does it bring? These are questions that Meruem still struggles to answer about this world, and he will calmly and patiently seek the answers.

"So my relationship with the Ant King isn't one of superior and subordinate. The Ant King is very aloof." Nanmao and Saiki Kusuo chatted as they walked along a side path, explaining why the Ant King was willing to bring his three royal guards to join the dark creatures' ranks.

"He's quite strong and has high hopes for the establishment of my territory, but all of that came after I defeated him countless times. He has an incredibly strong competitive spirit; he's number one on many leaderboards. Do you know what that means? He'll deliberately go to every store to break records!"

The Ant King is truly an extraordinary being, but isn't he just too idle?

“He had Puff gathering intelligence for him, but more importantly, he also managed to break all the school records to become number one.”

Hey, if that's the case, can humans really get the pieces?

"It's possible if we work together."

Then let's hope that humanity can unite.

Nanmao: What about another option? How about superpowered individuals saving the world?

The boy and the cat returned to the classroom, and as soon as Kusuo Saiki opened the door, the noise inside the classroom stopped.

Seeing the nervous looks on his face, Kusuo Saiki sighed.

It seems that in order to maintain order in the classroom, he needs to prove his identity; he's not a teacher, just an ordinary male high school student.

As he pondered, Kusuo Saiki walked toward the podium.

Perhaps because he was about to speak again, and after the previous awkward silence, he focused intently on devising how he would speak.

Therefore, he did not notice the subtle differences in everyone's gazes.

He didn't see the winks or the coughs that were meant to alert him.

The students' eyes were actually all above Saiki Kusuo's head and behind him.

One person followed in Kusuo Saiki's footsteps and stood on the podium together.

One in front and one behind, one pink and one yellow.

"Dear students, I actually..."

A hand suddenly landed on Kusuo Saiki's shoulder, startling him. But the voice that followed in his ear shocked him even more.

"How can you disrupt class and come up to the podium to give a speech during class?"

Wait, huh? What's that sound?

Kusuo Saiki turned around and saw the face he expected, but his shock was not diminished at all.

Her familiar yellow hair, with one side of her bangs too long to cover her entire eye, and she wore a pair of rectangular glasses with gold rims, with a small braid tied at the end of her hair.

...Kusuke!?

He looks and behaves exactly like a flight attendant, so what's going on? How did a flight attendant end up as a teacher here? The first thing that comes to mind is...

Nanmao! Using familiar characters as NPCs is one thing, but using Kusuke is another!

Kusuo Saiki turned around angrily, but couldn't find Nanmao anywhere beside him.

Nanmao's telepathic message came through:

Standing as punishment? What punishment? You're the one who created this place, don't pretend...

As Kusuo Saiki looked toward the door and questioned him, a hand hooked his chin, turning his head slightly to reveal the entire side of his neck.

I could clearly hear some of their inner thoughts.

Kusuo Saiki remained motionless. At this point, it seemed he had no choice but to acknowledge the person before him…

"It seems our freshmen are a bit unruly. Oh well, for the sake of my authority, you'll have to come to my office." Saiki Kousuke said with a smile. "By the way, students, don't just sit around. Did you all hear what the principal said at the meeting this morning? We'll have three periods of self-study this morning. You'll have a free discussion and make your own summary about 'the impact of the arena rules.' I need to see a paper of at least a thousand words from everyone in the class by noon. Don't let me find out anyone hasn't finished."

"As for Nanxiong, he impersonated a teacher and disrupted classroom discipline. He will be spoken to in the office."

Kusuke Saiki walked ahead, while Kusuo Saiki stood with his back to the podium, facing the blackboard. He paused for half a second before accepting the situation.

It's really amazing, they actually arrived ahead of schedule.

Kusuo Saiki unconsciously bit his fingernails; he hadn't done that in a long time. The esper had actually lost his abilities and hadn't even fulfilled his one and only promise to his brother… What was he going to do? What happened to the two years they were supposed to spend in the original world?

"Ding-dong-dong—Class time has started, everyone please..." The bell suddenly rang.

Wait, class has just started! What were those charges just now?!

Kusuo Saiki was already far ahead, and Kusuo Saiki sighed.

Regardless of the situation, the other party is just an empty shell. He grew up with me after birth and is my brother who knows me inside and out. There's nothing to be nervous about.

Faculty and staff office.

The office space is the size of a classroom, with two large tables divided into left and right sections, each of which is further divided into six desks by frosted partitions.

After Kusuo Saiki entered, Kusuke closed the door and locked it.

The atmosphere suddenly became incredibly quiet. After hesitating for a long time, Saiki Kusuo finally said, "Um, Sora..."

Qi Mu Kong helped Qi Mu Kusuo inside: "Let's go to my seat first, the one on the left facing the window."

Kusuo Saiki followed, but a large table had been divided into six desks. There were three desks on the side facing the window. Which one was for Kusuke...?

Kusuke Saiki kicked away the first chair in line, took off his faculty jacket and threw it onto the third table in line, then stood in front of the second table and moved his laptop away.

It's all his.

Kusuo Saiki beckoned, and Kusuo Saiki walked over.

Between brothers who spend every day together, with no secrets between them, they know each other inside and out, and understand each other perfectly, even without telepathy...

Suddenly, Kusuo Saiki reached out and patted Kusuo Saiki on the shoulder, causing Kusuo to stumble backward and bump into the corner of the table, then brace himself against the surface.

Tsk, without telepathy, I have absolutely no idea what Kousuke is thinking!

"Listen to me, cooperate and sit on the table," Saiki Kousuke said, while searching for something in the drawer of the third desk.

"No, why should I sit on the table? A chair would be fine, wouldn't it?" Saiki Kusuo looked puzzled, but still obediently sat on the table.

It is still necessary to speak and communicate.

"Empty..." Just as Saiki Kusuo opened his mouth, a cold, stick-like object was shoved into it.

Kusuo Saiki: ...

What exactly is he trying to do?

"How are you feeling? Oh, you have a thermometer in your mouth right now, so don't talk."

So this thing is called a thermometer. I've never taken my temperature in my life. What am I thinking? What else could I be doing but being perfectly normal?

"It's quite difficult for you to judge your own situation, you careless superpowered person."

There's really nothing unusual, absolutely nothing.

"Really? Your clone even told me you're a bit sleepy?"

...It seems I went to bed a little early.

Kusuke Saiki reached his hand towards Kusuo Saiki's lower back, intending to feel the hardness of Kusuo Saiki's back. When his superpowers were active, Kusuo Saiki's back was extremely hard, to the point that even a drill couldn't penetrate it. Some body parts that didn't need to be hard would be very soft. The enhancement of superpowers was also divided into different areas of the body.

When Kusuo Saiki's fingers brushed against Kusuo Saiki's side, Kusuo Saiki instinctively flinched.

"Huh?" Saiki Kusuke exclaimed in surprise.

Kusuo Saiki was also surprised by what that feeling had just been.

Chapter 179 Everyone has moments when seeing is believing.

"Does it itch here?" Kusuke Saiki poked it again.

Kusuo Saiki instinctively shrank to the side, a movement he hadn't prepared for, causing something to fall to the ground.

What's going on? Kusuo Saiki cast a questioning look at Sosuke.

"I didn't do anything, and I didn't have any tools in my hand. Oh dear, why would you play a prank now? Humans have a physical instinct to be ticklish. When certain parts of the body are touched, we will subconsciously move away. You didn't feel that before when your body was amplified by superpowers, did you? Okay."

Kusuo Saiki still looked at Kousuke with suspicion.

I touched it myself and didn't feel anything.

"Since I was mentally prepared beforehand, of course I wouldn't react!"

Kusuo Saiki didn't believe it at all.

"Brother also has ticklish spots, you know. If Nanxiong wants to try it..."

As Kusuke Saiki got closer and closer, Kusuo Saiki suddenly pushed his face away.

To put it another way, why did you give me a thermometer? How could I possibly have a fever?

"Kusuo has excellent heat resistance. Even at 50 degrees Celsius, you wouldn't feel feverish, right? I felt something was off when I touched it in the classroom. The average person's body temperature is below 37 degrees Celsius. Your body temperature seems to be over 1.2 degrees Celsius? It's about time. Spit it out so I can see."

Kusuke Saiki removed the thermometer from Kusuo Saiki's mouth and glanced at the window, which had its curtains half-drawn.

"Hmm, 38.2 degrees Celsius, a mild fever for an average person. How long has this been going on? You didn't even notice, did you?"

No, why would I have a fever? And with this level of accuracy, you don't even need a thermometer!

"No matter what you did, it shouldn't make you sick. It's more likely that your body temperature is rising due to the recovery period of your superpowers. The time that Nanmao repeatedly eliminated your superpowers was long enough. The superpowers that were repeatedly eliminated may have stabilized due to inertia. And because the body's recovery instinct is increasing, the resulting increase in body temperature due to the conflict between the two is normal."

It sounds fine, can we stop now? It's a bit strange to stay in this position for so long.

"How could there be no problem? The symptoms may not harm your body, but what about you? What choices and decisions do you make now? There is no cure for this incurable disease of superpowers in the whole world. The best cure is yourself. How are you feeling right now?"

"Wanting my superpowers to come back, or secretly hoping for them to return... Ah—since they're not coming back, there's nothing I can do. I didn't want to..."

How about this?

Kusuke Saiki leaned over the frosted partition behind Kusuo Saiki, one hand on his arm, looking directly at Kusuo, trying to find the answer in his taciturn younger brother's face.

Kusuo Saiki lowered his gaze to avoid it, then looked up and stared straight at him: "...In any case, the superpowers must come back. When we come back, we must decide that we can travel between the two worlds."

"How much of that is insincere and how much is genuine? Nanxiong, when Wapu delivered the news of the sabotage, you didn't know..."

Suddenly, they heard faint footsteps outside the door. Both of them noticed and stopped to look at the door.

There was a shadow under the door, and a person stood in front of it. The door lock clicked. However, the door could not be opened; it had already been locked.

"Never mind, as long as you're safe now, I have a superpower suppressor here. I modified the one I gave you before and adjusted its function. The function to erase superpowers is already on Nanmao's neck."