The Guy Who Messed Up Is Gradually Doing His Best

Yesterday, I was communicating late with the next netTuber I will visit, so I’m a bit sleepy, but if I walk while listening to Musicun, the sleepiness will go away.

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While walking and humming “By Your Side,” I suddenly remember everyone posing in their cross-dressing outfits.

Hehe.

Aikawa-san took a picture with her phone, and it was funny because everyone was really getting into their roles as boys.

When the female photographer told everyone to tighten their expressions, surprisingly, they all got into it and quickly struck serious poses.

At school, everyone was so girly that the gap made me want to laugh. Even now, when I remember it, a smile comes to my face.

Oops. Oh no, oh no. Ah, the woman I just passed by looked back at me twice. They must think I’m a weirdo.

While walking slowly in shock, I arrived at the school gate.

“Gouda-kun, good morning.”

“Good morning, sensei.”

I always feel sorry about it, but I walk alongside the teacher towards the classroom. Please don’t overdo it, teacher.

“Hehe, I’m not overdoing it, so it’s fine.”

“…Why?”

“Gouda-kun shows it on your face.”

“Eh.”

I see, I need to be careful about this.

“Hehe.”

I was thinking while walking with the teacher, but I decided to play in a band at the cultural festival, and this is for the band festival on the second day of the cultural festival.

I wonder if nothing will be done in the class (1st year, Class A).

“Of course, I’ll do it. Well, since the first period today is a study session, shall we discuss it then?”

The purpose of the cultural festival is to foster students’ independence and cooperation, so it seems that teachers don’t give many specific instructions. However, since there are many visitors every year, both teachers and students put in a different level of effort.

Especially for members of the drama club and band performers. Since entertainment industry professionals might be watching, it’s an opportunity for those aiming for that path to promote themselves.

Hmm…

“I understand.”

After walking for a while, the teacher now seems somewhat restless. She keeps glancing at me. As I watch her curiously,

“G-Gouda-kun. Last week, you had a telekinesis class, but, um, how was it?”

I see. The teacher was quite worried, wasn’t she?

“Yes. It was fun. I even discovered abilities I didn’t know I had.”

Nouriki-sensei was a bit eccentric, but thanks to her, it seemed like the band would somehow manage.

“Yes. That’s good to hear.”

“Yes. Ah, this is my telekinetic ability.”

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Psychic Capacity: High

Psychokinesis: 1

Psychic Body: 1

Recollection: 1

Special

Teleport: 10

Telepath: 10

Healing: 10

Relaxation: 10

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Because the test results were reflected, the personal identification card now includes detailed information.

The surprised teacher immediately placed her right hand over my ID card to cover it.

“Gouda-kun, it’s better not to show this to too many people.”

The teacher who said that refers to healing. This special ability to cure illnesses and injuries is rare and valuable. Teleportation is also rare, but since only I can teleport, it is not considered that valuable, the teacher says.

That’s strange, my teleportation feels like I could take at least one person with me.

“I’m sorry. I thought it would be okay since you’re a teacher, but I’ll be more careful next time.”

Then, as soon as I hide only the part about my special abilities and put away the identification card, the teacher nods approvingly.

“It’s okay. That just means Gouda-kun trusts me, right? I’m so happy.”

The teacher is moved and wiping tears from her eyes. Wait, the teacher has to sign a pledge not to disclose student information without their permission, right? But some students still don’t show it? I didn’t know that. I think it would be better to show it so that we can receive more accurate guidance…

If we kept talking like that, we would reach the classroom in no time.

“Okay. Everyone, please take your seats.”

The teacher enters the classroom and stands in front of the teacher’s desk, and I immediately take my seat.

“”Good morning, Taketo-kun.””

Immediately, my seatmate Tsukune (Kirishima)-san and Sachiko (Makino)-san greeted me in a low voice, so I replied with a quiet “Good morning,” but their posed expressions flickered, and I almost burst out laughing. That was close, that was close.

After the morning homeroom ended and the first period began, the class chairperson and vice chairperson stepped forward to start the discussion about the activities for the cultural festival.

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There were many opinions for food and drink sales (stalls), haunted houses, mazes, and cafes, while the minority opinions were for theater, dance, and fashion shows.

“Take… how about Gouda-kun?”

Oops, if I had been listening to everyone’s conversation, I ended up being asked for my opinion by chairperson Saori (Kimishima)-san.

“Um, I’m interested in the haunted house, but… I’d prefer a food stall or a café.”

The reason is that I have band practice. I actually want to try the haunted house, but it seems like it would take a lot of time. If I do that, I won’t be able to practice with the band, and it would also inconvenience everyone, so I’m apologizing in advance.

Then, there were voices wanting to make costumes for our band, and opinions were divided between the food stall and the café, making it quite difficult (for the chairperson and vice-chairperson).

In the end, we decided to set up a booth where we could have free time by taking turns on the day of the event. It seems everyone wants to enjoy the day as well.