I survive in a high-risk world by writing essays

The first day of teaching work ended with some difficulty.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, no matter whether it was me or the three people in the second grade, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come here today, get out of class is over." I closed the textbook.

I found that being a teacher is much more difficult than I thought.

Even for what I think is the simplest Chinese class, literature appreciation, it is not easy to translate those reading comprehensions that you understand and I understand into simple language.As a novelist, I am better at written language.

...In class, the panda was the most cooperative one. The other two, one only said the name of the rice ball filling, and the other seemed not very interested in literature.

Although I can also understand that conjurers pay more attention to the improvement of force than cultural knowledge, but from my point of view, I think it is precisely because most of their conjurers are exposed to the dark side of human nature that they should Learn something that ordinary children learn.

I forgot where I saw a sentence, to the effect that books and knowledge are like medicine, they can be wise, save people, and save themselves.

When a person encounters a difficult situation, some people can only find a way out from his short life experience of dozens or ten years, while some people can find a way out from the whole world and more than 5000 years of history. The difference between how many books are read.

Especially in the case that there seems to be no psychological counselor in the High School of Conjuration, they are a group of children who are only in their teens who have experienced battles and life and death. It's easy to go astray.

At this moment, I suddenly felt that the burden on my shoulders was heavy.

I was thinking about some teaching methods that I didn't have, and I even planned to go back and ask a familiar school girl who became a teacher after graduation if there were any effective teaching methods.

"Speaking of which, you usually sit in the classroom like this and teach, what are you learning?"

After class, I saw that the three of them were still sitting in the classroom and were not in a hurry to leave, so I asked a question.

"It's just the history of the magic world, spell tools, and some definitions." The panda lowered its head and took out a textbook from the desk.

The printing of the textbook was rough, and there was no information such as the publication number of the publishing house on the cover, just a simple title-"The Great History of the Magic World" was printed on it in a big way.

I opened the "Great History of the Magic World" and took a look.

"Oda Nobunaga...what? So the change of Honnoji Temple is also related to the curse master and the curse master?" I just turned a few pages and saw an explosive content, so I couldn't help asking, "Then weaving Did Nobunaga Tian die in Honnoji Temple?"

Chanyuan Maki: "Not dead."

Panda: "Should be dead?"

Dog Curlythorn: "Salmon."

Three people have two, or three, opinions.

The result is still a mystery.

I still want to continue reading, but now that get out of class has ended for a while, I thought about it and asked, "Can you lend me this book and take it home to read? I will return it to you tomorrow."

The history of the magic world is different from the normal history that ordinary people can come into contact with, and there are many more unspoken mysteries, just like reading the annals of monsters.

I feel that I may be able to find some inspiration from watching it.

"Yes." Panda nodded generously.

"It's okay to watch it for two more days, and there will be no classes for three days from tomorrow." Chanyuan Maki stood up, picked up the long wooden warehouse, and added, "Not only the second grade, but the first grade will also not have classes."

"Huh?" I froze for a moment, then quickly turned around, "Is there any group activity?"

--Then.

I learned from the three of them that an exchange meeting with the sister schools in Kyoto is about to be held at the High School of Conjuration. One day special training.

That means I have nothing to do for the next three days.

"Then I won't leave any homework, and you will work hard at the exchange meeting." I smiled, and waved the textbooks in my hands slightly to the three people who packed up and were about to walk out of the classroom door.

The three people who had already reached the door staggered and turned their heads in shock.

These words were clearly written on their faces:

——What, have you ever thought about keeping your homework?

Next, just as the three students in the second grade said, after returning from the first grade today, Gojo Satoru told me the news that the Tokyo sister school exchange meeting will be held the day after tomorrow.

I took the opportunity to ask them about the food for the high school of conjuration, and got a good news and a bad news.

The good news is that there is a cafeteria in the High School of Conjuration. Because of the small number of people, the meal time is not fixed, and basically only when someone passes by will they cook a few dishes.

The bad news is that the food in the cafeteria...is not very good, so whether they are students or teachers, they will basically cook something by themselves in the dormitory, and only go to the cafeteria when they are really busy and have no time to cook by themselves.

Oh, by the way, fortunately, if you want any ingredients, you can write a list and report it to the small cafeteria of the Conjuration Academy, and the small cafeteria will bring them back when you buy them.

"In that case, Ryoko, just write down the ingredients you need on the list, and we'll go back and hand them over to the purchaser." I said to Ryoko.

There were no classes for these three days, so I stayed in the dormitory and did not go out much. I prepared the outline and framework of the next book with peace of mind.

I have decided on my next book, and I will write "Human World".

But thinking about what to write in the content and what kind of spell spirit to create made me overturn many previous ideas, almost rebuilding the content of this book.

What I thought before was to write about the good and evil in the world, and focus on describing the evil of human beings. After all, this kind of subject is actually the best to write, and I can write a lot just thinking about it.

But after thinking about it carefully, I think this subject matter is not very popular.

The evil of human beings is too general, and it is very likely that such a curse already exists. Even if I use the characters in the novel to guide and create a curse, I am afraid it will be quite different from what I imagined. .

So I decided to look away from good and evil and focus on life and death.

Because the name "Human World" was pre-determined, and when it comes to the word "human world", it is inevitable to think of Dazai Osamu's "Disqualification in the World".

People are afraid of many things, afraid of nature, afraid of people, afraid of being strong, afraid of being weak, afraid of life, afraid of death...

I poured a glass of Kikuhime (a sake brand whose full name is Kikuhime Kikuhime Ginjo) brought from the house in Yashocho, and put it on the foldable table on the balcony, while sipping the slightly high-alcohol wine, While brainstorming.

If it is life and death, what should the overall tone of the story be like?

Death is coming?Accidental Death?

Will good and evil be rewarded?

...It's all pretty boring.

No, if you die, there must be such a curse, then...the dead return to the world, and return to their loved ones, but the resurrected person is not a normal human habit. If you want to survive forever, you must To eat the flesh and blood of one person every day... No way, there are still too few people in Japan, let's eat one person every ten days.

Wouldn't this become the feeling of a zombie crisis?

Well, it unexpectedly and subtly matched the 'Doomsday' in my pen name.This idea is a little more reliable, so write it down first.

But can this create a curse?It seems that there is no obvious object that can be used as a negative emotion aggregate.

"Well-wishers..."

There was a faint sound under the balcony. I didn't notice it at first until the sound became louder and louder.

"Good hearted man, are you here?"

It was an old voice, as if it was not very far away.

I looked around, followed the sound, stood up, walked to the railing and looked down, and finally found a dark green oval shell in the grass not far away.

"...a turtle?"

I stared at the turtle in the grass and hesitated to make a sound.

"Good heart, I'm the tortoise you let go in Enoshima, and I'm here to repay the favor." The tortoise raised its head and said, speaking in the voice of an old man, with a clear accent. It sounded like a tortoise from Kanto.

Ah, wait a minute - isn't this the story of Urashima Taro?

Could such a thing really happen?

... Am I going to change the name to Urashima Sake?