Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

Sakurai thought as he walked towards the door with big strides, carrying a shoulder bag in one hand and passing by groups of classmates. He didn't have even a single familiar peer in this school.

Then...

He was caught red-handed by the icy teacher with his arms folded across his chest.

First of all, one thing is certain: being blocked at this time is definitely not a good thing.

Looking at the cold teacher in front of him, Sakurai, who was carrying his schoolbag with one hand, couldn't help but mutter. He had a bad feeling.

"Come with me."

Teacher Sakurai, whose purpose was from the very beginning, left after saying this.

Sighing silently, resisting the urge to run, Sakurai obediently followed the teacher's footsteps.

As for why he is so obedient as a person from another world, and why he, who is alone, has to spend time learning this.

This is all thanks to the teacher in front.

The teacher's name is Kirisu Madoka. He was found with amnesia in the apartment where he was born a month ago. From identity proof to a series of other procedures, and even to his successful survival until now, he relied on the help of this teacher who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

Otherwise, there would be no way for him to survive in this world when he couldn't even remember his own name and had only one place to live.

so...

Sakurai was very grateful to her, thankful for this cold but responsible teacher.

Even his manners, behaviors and living habits were learned from her.

So, even though he couldn't concentrate in class at all and was sleepwalking, he still came to school obediently every day.

Is there something that made Mr. Madoka suddenly come to me?

Following behind Madoka Sukasu at a moderate pace, Sakurai tried to discern something from the other person's figure.

Sure enough, I couldn't see anything.

Kirisu Mafuyu's poker face is far superior to his level. It is too arrogant to expect him to learn anything from her.

"Please take a seat."

Finally, the two came to an empty activity room, and Kirisu Madoka, who sat down first, motioned for Sakurai to take a seat.

"Yes."

Sakurai sat obediently opposite Kirisu Mafuyu, lowered his head slightly so that Kirisu Mafuyu could not see his eyes, and waited quietly for the other party's decision.

"Have you found any clues to the past? Anything is fine. Do you remember anything?"

Sitting upright, Kirisu Mafuyu straightened his back and looked at Sakurai.

Looking at Sakurai who seemed a little restless, Kirisu Madoka asked this question.

"No, I'm sorry, I still can't remember anything."

"The only thing in my mind is still the memory of this month."

"Matsufuyu-sister, you know that the phone number the landlord left is impossible to dial."

"Besides, Sister Manfuyu has also gone to see the principal."

"Except for the word '樱' which can be vaguely seen, the remaining three words on both the electronic and paper files are garbled."

"This guy who has no memories or past, this is me."

Sakurai spread his hands naturally and answered Kirisu Mafuyu.

"It's as if some special force has erased my existence."

"All that's left are just the remnants that don't even know who they are."

"Isn't that why Mafuyu-san named me Sakurai Eito? It's just one letter different from the Kamen Rider Sakurai Yuuto who burned his memories to become his power."

“I like this name very much.”

"As for the past, I still have nothing to show for it."

That was more than three weeks ago. Perhaps he inherited this body because he came from another world.

A visitor from another world with no memories, and a brand new him who merged into a body with no memories.

He tried hard to search the apartment based on instinct, but it turned out that he found nothing except that one-bedroom apartment.

Then, just as he was lying in bed, lacking common sense and not even knowing when to eat, he welcomed his first guest after skipping classes for several days.

The door of his room was almost forced open by the property management. Madoka Kirisu, who came to the door, looked cold, but after learning about his situation, she still chose to do her best to help him.

Unlike other people who would just hand him over to the police when they encounter the same thing and then leave him alone with a clear conscience.

He was taught basic common sense and other aspects carefully, including how to dress, wash and clean his body, and learn [language] and [writing].

After making sure that he had basic self-care abilities, we contacted trustworthy police officers to help him look for clues about his past.

Just in case, he even acted as a middleman between him and the police officer, avoiding direct contact between him and the police officer.

It is one thing to get nothing in the end, but the feeling of being helped still makes Sakurai willing to follow Kirisu Mafuyu's arrangements and try his best to survive.

Sakurai has also thought about this. Even if he can't remember the memories of the past for the rest of his life, it would be nice to live like this.

After all, the forgotten past is not his, right?

The name Sakurai Eito is unexpectedly nice, right?

But unlike Sakurai who just let it go, Kirisu Mafuyu didn't think that way.

Even if it means squeezing out her leisure time outside of school, she spares no effort to help Sakurai find clues to the past.

She never lets go of even the slightest possibility, spends her time and energy, and even uses her free time and personal connections to take advantage of it. This is the teacher named Kirisu Madoka.

He was also the first trustworthy person he met in this world.

So, even for such a teacher, I still have to find it, my past.

Even if his body is resisting instinctively, he will still try his best to keep looking.

"Teacher, please rest assured. I will always work hard to live in this world."

In order not to let this intention down.

Sakurai picked up his schoolbag, stood up and gave a thumbs up vigorously.

3. Tutoring and hunting

"That's good. Now let's get down to business."

Satisfied with Sakurai's answer, Kirisu Mafuyu nodded and said this expressionlessly.

What...what.

The smile on Sakurai's face froze with his eyes wide open. He turned around and looked at Kirisu Mafuyu who had put down the lesson plan in his hand. Could it be that what he just said was not a serious matter?

Isn't Sister Manfuyu here simply to show concern for my memory problem?

The string that Sakurai had just loosened became tight again.

"I know your situation, Sakurai, but apart from world history, you haven't paid attention to any of the other courses."

"You are not in the right state in class. Teachers of other courses have already reported your situation to the principal. If you continue like this, you will be expelled for [disobeying teaching arrangements]."

Kirisu Madoka stated this cruel fact with a still cold tone.

"But..."

I didn't want to go to school.

He opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say the second half of the sentence.

"I know your situation. You have lost your memory and missed out on elementary and junior high school studies compared to other students."

"But you should know that this is not an excuse."

Kirisu Mafuyu looked at Sakurai quietly.

"Yes, I understand."

Nod honestly.

"In order to allow you to keep up with the teaching progress, I have already applied to the principal for this activity room. You must come here every day after school. I will help you catch up on the lessons you have missed."

As a qualified teacher, Kirisu Madoka believed that there should be no problem with the elementary and junior high school curriculum, so she finally made this decision after talking with the principal.

She was unwilling to give up on a talented student like Sakurai.

"Since he was able to learn how to survive in modern society in just one day after losing his memory, Sakurai-san's academic performance should not be too bad."

"Catch up on your homework before the next test."

Kirisu Mafuyu said this and handed a stack of notebooks to Sakurai.

"Yes."

Although I am a little reluctant, but...

I don't want to let Sister Manfuyu's hard work go to waste.

It’s okay if it’s a little difficult, just try to learn it.

Big deal...

Just a little effort.

Sakurai also knew that if he really wanted to work hard, he would not be unable to listen given his situation.

......

......

The two hours of study time passed quickly. Sakurai rejected Kirisu Mafuyu's offer to send him home, and after finishing the tutoring, he watched Kirisu Mafuyu leave.

"So..."

"I should also get ready and go home."

Sakurai patted his face and rubbed his temples, feeling a little dizzy after the extra class.

Sakurai breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but look back at the classroom behind him.