Mash-up Anime World: Creating the SCP Foundation to Contain Anomalies Chapter 510 496: A Familiar Face

The tall, straight, cold-faced lady stood on the podium.

The class instantly fell silent.

The students subconsciously returned to their seats.

After all, they had just graduated from junior high school — most of them were still quite afraid of teachers.

Especially soone like Chabashira Sae, the type who looks like trouble just by existing.

Chabashira Sae swept her gaze across the classroom.

Then her eyes landed on Haruto sitting in the back row.

First Glance:

A giant question mark popped up in her mind.

Whose kid is this supposed to be?

He wasn't even wearing a school uniform. How did soone like this slip into the campus?

Second glance:

Oh.

Right.

That's the new teaching assistant.

Then it made sense.

This man's background and connections were extraordinary. The school officials practically wagged their tails around him.

And teaching assistants weren't required to wear uniforms anyway.

With that settled, Chabashira Sae slapped the roster of Class D's new students onto the table.

She looked away from the "boss sitting in the back row," deciding to leave the matter be.

He looked comfortable enough.

"I am the horoom teacher of Class D, Chabashira Sae. This school does not rearrange classes. I will remain your horoom teacher for all three years until graduation. First, this is the school information booklet. Pass it from front to back."

A4-sized booklets were quickly distributed.

The class responded with plain indifference.

None of them cared about sothing as routine as a handbook.

Most students flipped through a few pages and didn't bother paying attention to its content.

Instead, all eyes naturally drifted back toward Chabashira Sae.

They wanted to see what kind of teacher they were dealing with for the next three years:

Was she weak and easy to bully?

Or frightening and strict?

And more importantly — what would she do to the first student who violated school rules?

A chicken to scare the monkeys.

But disappointingly for them, Chabashira Sae showed no reaction to anything.

After confirming the handbooks were fully distributed, she continued speaking in her cold, expressionless tone.

"This school has a special rule — it is fully residential. While enrolled, students are restricted from going outside and from all external communication. The mobile phones you brought have been locked by the school. We will issue you standardized phones.

Do not worry. The campus facilities are complete, and all necessities are available inside.

Entertainnt facilities are also available; there is no need to leave campus.

There is no currency system here. All transactions are done through points on your student terminal.

Every item in this academy can be purchased using points.

Points are deposited on the first day of each month. One point equals one yen. For this month, one hundred thousand points have been granted."

The class, previously half-asleep, suddenly beca restless.

One hundred thousand points.

A hundred thousand yen.

For high school freshn, that was a massive amount of free money.

And it could be used however they wanted.

With no strings attached — at least, none they were aware of.

How could newly graduated middle schoolers not get excited?

No one noticed the deeper aning hidden in Chabashira Sae's explanation.

They were too overwheld by sudden wealth.

"Are you surprised by the large number of points? This school evaluates students based on their ability. Since you were admitted, it ans you each possess value."

She spoke about the academy's cruelty in a calm, almost comforting tone — as if encouraging them rather than warning them.

At this point, the class introduction should have been finished.

Chabashira Sae's eyes drifted back toward Haruto in the rear row.

"In addition, I will introduce your teaching assistant for Class D, who will also serve as your first-year student advisor."

She gestured toward the back.

The students' excitent faded a little.

They all turned to look.

When Haruto stood up, confusion spread through the room.

He didn't look much older than they were — yet he was their assistant teacher?

Hirata Yosuke gave a bitter smile.

He had assud Haruto was so troubleso privileged student.

But Haruto was in fact a teacher.

Of course he didn't need to wear a school uniform.

Realizing his misunderstanding, Hirata felt embarrassed and guilty, but also relieved. A kind, approachable teaching assistant was better than a difficult, arrogant classmate.

As for Kushida Kikyo — although she still wore her bright smile, her teeth were clenched so tightly she could have cracked them.

She had spent all this ti thinking about how to trap Haruto, force him into a rule violation, and get him expelled if necessary.

But now he was suddenly in a position above her.

Her plans were instantly worthless.

Worse — soone in authority had even more access to information.

If Haruto discovered her real past in junior high…

As long as he didn't expose her, it would be fine.

But if he did—

Kushida felt like sothing was stuck in her throat.

Under everyone's curious gaze, Haruto walked to the podium and swept his eyes across the class.

How amusing.

Sure enough, a retired old man like him really was best suited to drinking tea and watching young people's drama unfold.

But then — his eyes froze on the third seat in the front row.

A girl with long flaxen hair reaching her waist, smooth like woven silk. Her chestnut eyes sparkled like starlight as she looked at Haruto, filled with joy.

Nishimiya Shouko had entered high school this year as well.

Her ability had already reached its limit through scientific developnt. There was no longer any aning for her to stay in the Star Sea Academy.

So upon hearing that Haruto had co to work as a vocational teacher at the Advanced Nurturing High School, she left Academy City and enrolled here.

After briefly eting her eyes, Haruto sighed inwardly.

This little cub he once pitied so dearly… had grown up.

He would not interfere in Class D's chaos.

But his own child's wellbeing — that could not be compromised.

This ridiculous school could fight all it wanted.

But his child would enjoy a happy high school life.

He would make sure of it — within the rules, of course.

With that thought, Haruto smiled.

It was like an early spring breeze drifting into the classroom, carrying the faint scent of cherry blossoms.

Just that single smile —

In an instant, two-thirds of the class felt their hearts skip.

"My na is Takamine Haruto. You may call Sensei, Assistant, or Senpai. Unlike your horoom teacher, I will only be with you for one year. But I hope we get along well during that ti.

Let briefly introduce myself. I graduated from Sobu High School and am this year's graduate.

As an outstanding graduate of Sobu, I joined this school through an educational exchange program. If you have any problems — academically, personally, or otherwise — feel free to co to .

As a welco gift, for the next ten minutes, you may ask any questions. I will answer whatever I can."