The Guy Who Messed Up Is Gradually Doing His Best - Chapter 39

The shocking fact conveyed by Kaori-san. Ever since then, I’ve been racking my brain trying to figure something out, but in the end, no good ideas came to mind, and before I knew it, it was Friday.

Today is the day to go to school.

It’s also the day I can finally attend the long-awaited telekinesis class for the first time. Today, I’m heading to school while listening to Musicun.

“Good morning, sensei.”

“Good morning, Gouda-kun.”

Today, the teacher was waiting with her back straightened. It must be tough since the schedule changed from once a week to three times a week, but are you managing okay, teacher?

“Hehe. It’s okay.”

Since it really seems okay, I walk alongside the teacher towards the classroom while talking a bit about the cultural festival.

“Are you in a band with Kimishima-san and the others?”

The teacher looks surprised. I wonder if she thought it was unexpected.

“Yes. It’s still a long way off, so I don’t know how it will turn out.”

“Really? That’s interesting. But I’m looking forward to it. Gouda-kun’s singing. I’m cheering for you, so do your best!”

Remembering everyone sitting down, I couldn’t help but chuckle wryly.

“Well, yes. I’ll give it a try.”

——Huh?

After changing into my indoor shoes and walking down the hallway, students from other classes keep staring at me. Some are even doing double-takes.

——Huh?

When I was puzzled by the unusual reaction,

“Well, actually…”

The teacher told me the reason.

It was a very simple story. The other students in the class didn’t know yet that my school days had changed from once a week to three times a week.

That’s why I was surprised by the second school day this week.

“I see, so that’s how it was.”

“That’s right. But…”

At that moment, the teacher’s expression darkens.

Apparently, there have been many requests from students in other classes wanting to take lessons with me, and there are also many complaints about only Class 1-A being unfair, so the teacher, looking apologetic, said they might ask for my cooperation as well. The teacher has it tough too.

“I’ll help out wherever I can.”

It’s not like I don’t know anyone from the other classes at all. There are kids who pop into Class A during breaks, some who are in the same gym classes, and even those who came in first at the last sports festival.

“It really helps to hear you say that. Thank you, Gouda-kun. But since we have to discuss it with the other teachers, it might take a little more time.”

If we keep talking like that, we’ll be in the classroom in no time.

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“Okay, everyone, take your seats.”

Following the teacher, I also enter the classroom, and as expected, the chatter in the classroom disappears and it suddenly goes silent. This happens every time, and it’s quite tough, isn’t it?

As I was taking out textbooks and other items from my bag and putting them on my desk, Kirishima-san and Makino-san on either side were looking at me and quietly said, “Good morning, Gouda-kun,” but their faces were a bit red and they seemed somewhat restless.

A few days ago, we parted ways somewhat coldly, so maybe she’s worried about it. From my perspective, knowing the reason thanks to Kaori-san, I actually feel a bit guilty about it.

With that sense of guilt, I smiled and quietly replied, “Good morning,” to the two of them.

During break time, Kimishima-san, Fukata-san, Kirishima-san, and Makino-san gathered around my desk.

“Go, Gouda-kun. About the band…”

“Yeah. Oh, it seems like we’ve decided who will play which instrument.”

Yesterday, Kimishima-san told me at MAIN. It seems that Kimishima-san plays the guitar, Fukata-san plays the bass, Kirishima-san plays the keyboard, and Makino-san plays the drums.

“Y-yeah.”

It seems that Kimishima-san wanted to discuss the practice location. The plan was to rent an available classroom somewhere on campus for practice, but it turns out that all the classrooms were full and none were available.

“I see, it seems like there aren’t any other leads…”

When Kimishima-san shook her head in denial,

“Um, um. Is it not good at Gouda-kun’s house… No good, right…”

Such a proposal came from Kirishima-san.

——I see.

I live in a detached house, and the soundproofing is fairly solid, so it’s hard for sound to leak out. Even if a little sound does leak, the neighboring house is a bit far away, so it shouldn’t be a nuisance.

“Yeah, right. Should we do it at my place?”

“Eh, is that okay?!”

“Do it.”

“I did it.”

“Nice.”

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It’s the fourth period, and finally, it’s time for the telekinesis class.

Since there are practical sessions at the location, I’m wearing my gym uniform in the gym. It’s a secret that I didn’t know I needed the gym uniform and hurriedly teleported back to get it.

Everyone lined up in two rows, and I didn’t know where to line up, so I just stood next to them. For some reason, everyone seemed surprised.

That’s right, men hardly ever learn about telekinesis.

The teacher is Nouriki-sensei. When the teacher looked at me and nodded,

“Everyone, please pair up and warm up as usual. Gouda-kun, could you come over here for a moment?”

“Yes.”

Everyone started warming up, glancing at me occasionally while following the teacher’s instructions.

——Is that using psychokinesis?

They kept floating a ball like a softball and delivering it to each other’s hands.

“Gouda-kun… do you understand your own abilities (your telekinetic talent)?”

“Um~ is this what you mean?”

I show the teacher my identification card that has my telekinetic ability listed on it. The teacher has signed a non-disclosure agreement that prevents them from discussing any information about students without their permission, so it’s not a problem to tell them.

Psychic Capacity: High

Psychokinesis: 1

Psychic Body: 1

Recollection: 1

Special: 10

Special unexpected

“Gouda-kun, you’re amazing.”

The teacher is amazed by the high level of psychic power and special talent. Even if a man has low psychic power and high talent, it is still a 5. Normally, it seems to be around 3 to 1.

Then, I heard a thud from behind, so when I turned around, I saw one person holding something like a sandbag and throwing it toward another person.

It looks like they’re effortlessly throwing something that resembles a heavy sandbag.

——What is this?

“That’s a Psychic Body upgrade.”

Did the teacher notice that I was surprised? They said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Even if I, with my talent level of 1, use psychic, it would only result in a body enhancement of 1.1 times the usual, so I don’t think I could throw it as effortlessly as that.

“By the way, have you found out what special talent Gouda-kun has?”

“No, I figured out it was teleportation by doing my own research.”

“That’s amazing. Anything else?”

“Other? What do you mean by that…”

“Hmm? Ah, yes. Only special talents can sometimes allow you to use multiple abilities if their value is high. Shall we look into it a bit?”

“Ha, haa.”

“I’m going to bring the inspection equipment, so just wait a moment.”

After saying a word to chairperson Kimishima-san, Nouriki-sensei left the gymnasium.