Approximately two minutes later, Satoshi and Jonathan reappeared in the crowd, surprising everyone after teleporting out of nowhere. Everyone's reaction was a bit stifled though since they didn't want to interrupt the principal's main event as he spoke for the orientation.
"You were gone for two minutes... is everything all right?" Shiroi scooted towards Satoshi and Jonathan, leaning on his shoulder as she spoke. The sudden skin contact made her face redden a little bit, but she didn't show her embarrassment too much since Satoshi might catch wind of it.
"Aside from everyone being deleted except Earth? Everything's all right." Satoshi responded, to which Jonathan nodded his head in agreement.
From a couple of feet away, Kuroe stared at Satoshi, her expression aghast. She couldn't help it but she accidentally read everything in Satoshi's mind, and now she seemed more worried compared to everyone else who were aware of the World Eater.
Once the principal was done with his orientation, everyone in Class 3-1 gathered and headed to their classroom, led by Knighthawk who didn't speak a single word on the way. Everyone in the class foudn it weird since Knighthawk was well known for his loudmouthedness. But now, he was unusually quiet, except for the occasional smile on his face.
"Why are you smiling, sensei?" Midori, being the other loudmouth of the class, was compelled to ask since he found it weird.
"I wasn't smiling." Knighthawk reverted to his usual stoic expression as he cleared his throat. All of them could've sworn that he was smiling, but he didn't want to talk about it for some odd reason.
Unbeknownst, to them, though, Knighthawk had something planned for his entire class. It wasn't the usual superpower assessment though, but something entirely different.
It had only been a few weeks since they were gone from school. However, seeing the classroom once again brought about nostalgia for the previous semester. Even Satoshi couldn't help but feel emotional since he had come a long way from when he didn't have any superpowers.
"Everyone, take your seats. Well, I say that but all of you won't be sitting for long." Knighthawk began, chuckling as he addressed his entire class.
Upon sitting down, Knighthawk then proceeded to his seat. After thinking about it, though, he decided not to sit down. Instead, he stood in front of everyone. "Now, before we start the class. I would like to welcome the new students to this class. Emma Leisenberg and Jonathan Ainsworth. Please step forward and introduce yourself."
Emma stole a glance towards Satoshi. In their world, it wasn't normal for someone to introduce himself in front fo the class. Emma got used to her teachers introducing everyone else to each other so this was a new experience for her. "What do I do?" She mouthed. Although she wasn't knew to the concept of introducing oneself, doing it in front of her peers was a different topic altogether, and just thinking about it made her heart sink as butterflies filled her stomach.
As for Jonathan, he was calmer than Emma had thought. Just like Emma, Jonathan was from another dimension, and since he never went to school (in their dimension, there was no need to go to school since everyone studies at their own leisure) he had no idea how to introduce himself. Then again, he was used to introducing himself since he had been to a couple of dimensions before getting here.
Without waiting for Emma, Jonathan headed in front. "I am Jonathan Ainsworth, the heir to the throne of Ainsworth Kingdom and the one and only son of King Ainsworth. I am from a different dimension, but let me be perfectly clear, I am human. I don't demand respect, nor do I demand that you be my subjects. I won't demand respect as well since it should be earned by the person in question."
"As for my hobbies, I like singing," Jonathan said with a serious expression on his face.
Kuroe and Satoshi were the only ones who saw through his introduction. Everything he said was a lie, and yet he said it with a serious face that everyone believed what he said.
"You sing? Why don't you sing for us!" Midori called out before Satoshi could say anything.
"Make it quick. We have another introduction on hold." Knighthawk couldn't care less. Indifferently, he waved his hand as he spoke.
"Very well. When I came here, I immediately searched for a famous song. That way, I could sing something that all of you would understand." Jonathan cleared his throat. "I'll be singing the song called 'My Toes, My Knees'. Here I go."
"My toooeeess, my kneeeesszz..."
What followed next was a series of screeching noises that no one found pleasant. Jonathan's singing grated everyone's ears, and Knighthawk had to put a stop to it since he was singing so bad their ears almost bled.
"That is all." Jonathan muttered, bowing down as if he was proud of himself.
"All right, now let's hear it for Emma Leisenberg. Please make it quick." Kngithhawk continued after Jonathan returned to his seat.
"Ey, is it true that he's a prince? He doesn't look like one." Midori leaned in, whispering to Satoshi.
"I have no idea. You should ask him after class." Satoshi responded. From his peripheral vision, he saw Kuroe chuckling, she shook her head, implying that Jonathan was lying about that part.
"Well..." Satoshi shrugged in response, just when Emma assumed her position at the front.
"Um, I'm Emma Leisenberg. I'm pretty good at fighting, and my dimensional portals can even take you to another dimension. We can go to the Ainsworth Kingdom if Jonathan says yes." Emma said in one breath, smiling at Satoshi before he returned to his seat.
'Turns out, you're better at introductions than I thought.' Satoshi thought to himself, quietly clapping his hand to congratulate Emma.
"All right! Now that that's out of the way. I would like all of you to direct your attention here in front." Knighthawk began. This was the moment he was waiting for. "Please come in!" He called out.
Two senior students entered the classroom, followed by a series of gasps from Satoshi's classmate. Even Satoshi was amazed that these two students were in their presence.
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