Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

Shadow Yui Wataya was originally muttering to herself, but when she saw Mitsui Tsubasa her expression changed and she came forward happily.

"Mitsui-kun, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Mitsui Tsubasa cautiously took a half step back and looked at the shadow carefully.

It doesn't seem to be threatening, so let's negotiate.

"Kyoko Wataya-san, I need your help with something."

"My name is Yui Wataya..." Shadow was stunned for a moment, looking at him dully, with a hint of loss in his eyes, just like a real person.

"Ah!" Mitsui Tsubasa's mouth twitched, and he realized that he had remembered the name wrong. After all, he had only glanced at it before.

"I'm sorry. I was a little nervous just now and said something wrong." He hurriedly made amends, "Can you listen to my request first?"

"Request~"

Shadow Wataya Yui suddenly became shy, pinching the corner of her clothes with her fingers, and stammered in response: "Is it, is it that kind of thing? Actually, I, I also like, like..."

She was so happy for a long time, and finally said it out loud, "...I like you!"

Mitsui Tsubasa took two steps back calmly.

"I'm afraid this shadow is seriously ill."

There was no time to waste, so he decisively denied it: "No, I hope you can return to your real body in reality and bring this understanding with you."

"First, Mitsui Tsubasa is a good student and studies hard every day."

"Second, ignore any unusual behavior from Mitsui Tsubasa."

“Can you help me?”

After making the request, Mitsui Tsubasa placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword but did not pull it out directly.

Shadow Wataya Yui hesitated for a long time, then lowered her head, "Of course I can, but I still...can I continue to like you in the future?"

Mitsui Yi loosened the hilt of the sword and sighed helplessly: "It's up to you..."

"I understand. I will fulfill Mitsui-kun's expectations."

As her words fell, Shadow Wataya Yui's body began to emit dazzling light, turning into gorgeous fireworks. This dreamlike beauty formed a sharp contrast with the distorted impression space.

After a moment, her figure turned into light and disappeared.

Mitsui Tsubasa also breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought it would take a fight, but I didn't expect it to go so smoothly."

Maybe it has something to do with each person’s personality.

He looked around this unique personal space again, made sure he hadn't missed anything, then turned and left.

After the shadow self disappeared, there was no 'bud' of the secret treasure left behind. Was it because she was not twisted by desire?

It seems that clear stupidity is not necessarily a bad thing.

Chapter 34: Teacher, You Don’t Want to…

"Very good, it went smoothly this time too!"

He crossed out another name from the student roster, and now only Shinjima Makoto was the only one out of the thirty students who had not yet undergone cognitive modification.

Considering her special nature, Mitsui Tsubasa decided to leave her for last.

I didn’t expect the process to be so smooth, and the students accepted the change in their cognition just through negotiation.

After so much preparation, there was not even a single battle in the end, and Mitsui Tsubasa was even a little disappointed.

Everyone in the class is a 'good kid' and can be roughly divided into several types.

Most of the girls were love-brained and could not wait to agree after a little persuasion. The rest of the girls were similar to the boys, either introverted and inferior, or not good at rejecting people, or unwilling to cause trouble to others. In short, they were all weak-willed.

The growth of future flowers of our motherland is worrying.

But it’s okay, it saves a lot of time, maybe I can brainwash them all tonight... No, it’s more about cognitive modification.

Next is the teacher - Manami Yamashiro. This should be the homeroom teacher, so we decided to choose her.

Running quickly in the empty tunnel, Mitsui Tsubasa was breathing heavily. It was very hot inside the double-layer bulletproof vest, and sweat was pouring down his body.

Unexpectedly, the most difficult step was running around in the impression space.

I have to find a chance to get a means of transportation like a motorcycle, maybe I can even cosplay as Ghost Rider.

"Drip drip."

The destination was nearby, and after carefully checking his equipment, Mitsui Tsubasa stepped into the homeroom of his homeroom teacher.

As soon as I walked in, I noticed that this space was much more spacious than the students' rooms, and there were items that looked like furniture placed everywhere.

However, these furniture are made of red and black blood-colored silk threads, giving people a feeling of uneasiness and depression.

"Mitsui-san?"

Shadow Yamashiro Manami, wearing fashionable women's clothing and delicate makeup, walked over with a puzzled look on her face.

"What do you want to talk to the teacher about? Are you having trouble with your studies?"

Mitsui Tsubasa paused, and the part of his soul that belonged to the poor student felt an instinctive fear.

"…No, Mr. Yamashiro, I came here to ask for your help. I hope you can bring some knowledge back to the real body in reality…"

After hearing Mitsui Tsubasa's request, Shadow Yamashiro Manami frowned and looked embarrassed.

"Mitsui, there is no shortcut to learning. You should work hard and be down-to-earth. You will have to apply for university next year... Look at our class leader, Shinjima..."

Shadow Yamashiro Manami began to preach at length, and her personality was exactly the same as in real life.

Mitsui Tsubasa listened patiently for two sentences before he became impatient. After waiting for a while, he saw that she was talking nonstop and interrupted her hurriedly: "Teacher Yamashiro, the Mitsui family has its own university, so I don't need to worry about my future studies."

"Even so, learning..."

"There are many Mitsui employees in the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology. Teacher, you don't want them to cause you trouble, do you?"

"But…"

"I promise that my grades won't drop, and I'll definitely rank among the top in the annual exams. That should be all right, right?"

"Well...well, if your grades aren't as good as you say, I will talk to your parents."

After some struggle, Shadow Yamashiro Manami was finally convinced by him.

Then she turned into a beam of light and returned to her original form in the real world.

"Success!"

Mitsui Tsubasa breathed a sigh of relief. The threat worked. These ordinary teachers at Shujin Academy were still quite afraid of the title of the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology.

His left hand left the shotgun handle, and it was great to be able to resolve the issue peacefully.

Turning on his cell phone, he continued to work in the order of main subjects and minor subjects.

More and more teachers are succumbing to the pressure of the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology's golden signboard.

Until he met the gentle history teacher...

"Are you threatening me? Young people nowadays are becoming more and more outrageous. The history of our nation cannot be taken lightly!"

The history teacher's shadow suddenly roared, and his body exploded, revealing the appearance of a mythical creature.

Emerged from the red and black sludge-like liquid.

It is a horse-shaped monster with a pitch-black body and long, green, curved horns.

It has a silver mane, golden hooves, and eyes that glow an evil red.

Two-horned beast!

Mitsui Yi recognized this group at a glance. They were one of the common shadows in the shallow layer of the impression space.

However, the two-horned beast represents filth, uncleanness and evil, which is very different from the image of a history teacher.

There was no time to think about it, as the Bicorn attacked Mitsui Tsubasa with a fierce sound of wind.

Mitsui Tsubasa swiftly dodged to the side, avoiding the attack while drawing his sword and swinging it.

Hiss!

The two-horned beast let out a sharp roar, and a long wound was cut on its abdomen.

Black mist overflowed from the wound, sticking to its skin like blood.

"So weak?"

Mitsui Tsubasa's heart moved, the history teacher's fighting ability is not good...

In order to avoid accidentally killing him, Mitsui Tsubasa sheathed his sword and slashed at him directly.

After a few moves, the Bicorn fell to the ground with a wail, making the same explosion sound as before, and returned to its human form.

"History cannot be tarnished. Today's students..."

The history teacher curled up on the ground, still muttering to himself.

Mitsui Yi took two steps forward impatiently and looked down at him, "Is the tampered history also worth remembering?"

The history teacher's body stiffened.

"If you don't even dare to admit your own mistakes, is such a hypocritical history worth being proud of?" Mitsui Tsubasa asked himself.

"I..." The history teacher let out a long sigh but said nothing.

In the end, he just nodded and returned to his original body with a confused look.

Mitsui Tsubasa looked at the place where he disappeared, was silent for a few seconds, then turned and left.

The cognition of all teachers except for the sports consultant Kamoshida has been modified.

Next, only Shinjima Makoto is left. I hope everything goes well for her.

"Makoto Niijima, Class 2-A, Shujin Private Academy, Navigation."

Different World Navigation App: "The target is found in the current area and navigation begins."

Holding the mobile phone in his left hand and the flame of heart wrapped in his right hand, Mitsui Tsubasa started running again.

Half an hour later, Mitsui Tsubasa stopped at an intersection and sat down.

"Why is it so far this time? It feels like we're almost at the entrance to the next level."

Sitting on the blanket, Mitsui Tsubasa ate some snacks and took a short rest.

The dense shadows around him hid in a tunnel not far away, looking at the black flame burning quietly in his hand with eyes full of frenzy and fear.

After resting, Mitsui Tsubasa continued to move forward.

After running for a long time, he finally saw the target.

It is not a private room, but the end of the first layer of the impression space and the door leading to the road of harmony deprivation.

Shadow New Island really stands there like a gatekeeper!

"I should say, you are worthy of being the class monitor. Your shadow self is hidden deeper than the teachers."

"Then let me learn a lesson - Iron Fist Punishment!"

Chapter 35: Squad leader, if you move any more your clothes will tear!

Putting down the backpack and shotgun, Mitsui Tsubasa checked his shoelaces and adjusted the black fingerless gloves on his hands.

What might follow was a big battle, so he adjusted his breathing, tensed all the muscles in his body, and walked towards Shadow Shinjima with full of fighting spirit.

Step, step, step...

The crisp footsteps echoed in the silent subway platform, unusually loud.

But Shadow Shinjima kept his head down, thinking silently.

As the distance got closer, Mitsui Tsubasa couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, looking at Shinjima Makoto with a hint of surprise.

She was actually still wearing the girls' school uniform of Shujin Academy. Even the black tights and brown leather shoes were no different from her usual attire.