I woke up feeling a mix of exhaustion and excitement—it was my first day of teaching, and the journey to get here had been quite an ordeal.

Thanks to my accumulated Informer points, I have been able to significantly enhance my knowledge. With the initial 12 points I earned, I decided to invest in advanced medical knowledge.

This decision not only improved my ability to heal my own body but also gave me access to groundbreaking treatments and techniques, some of which were 20 years ahead of current medical standards.

Essentially, I acquired almost all medical knowledge from the year 2024, including discoveries that have yet to be made and advanced techniques for treating wounds.

In addition to this, I used 4 of my points to further my expertise in magecraft. Specifically, I aimed to gain the knowledge and abilities of a mage who has lived and practiced magic for 30 years in the Moonlit World. This meant absorbing the magical skills and powers such an experienced mage would possess.

This endeavor required 2 points. The remaining 2 points were devoted to learning how to create automatons using magecraft and converting mana into lightning and vice versa. This knowledge allowed me to develop a mana generator by utilizing solar panels effectively.

After waking up and freshening up, I prepared myself a cup of coffee and some toast. I ate quickly and set out for school. Fortunately, the school was close to my home, so I decided to walk there. Although I had purchased a car for longer trips, navigating it proved to be confusing because, as an American, I was used to having the steering wheel on the left side of the vehicle, whereas in Japan, it's on the right.

Upon arriving at the school, I entered through the front gate. Since I had some time before classes started, I took the opportunity to explore the school and familiarize myself with its layout.

After about 30 minutes of wandering through the hallways, the bell rang, signaling the beginning of the school day. I made my way to my new classroom, number 12-C. I would be teaching English to students in grades 9 through 12.

POV: Students

As the school year began, the 12th-grade students were filled with excitement—it was their final year of high school. During the morning assembly, the principal announced that a new English teacher would be joining the staff, as the previous teacher was retiring after 30 years of dedicated service.

The students were curious and somewhat apprehensive about what this new teacher would be like.

The classroom door swung open, and in walked a tall, dark-skinned man with short hair, dressed in a crisp white shirt, brown pants, and tan leather shoes. He entered with a confident stride and a friendly smile, approaching the front of the class.

"Good morning, class. My name is Mr. D, and I will be your new English teacher for the remainder of your time here at this school."

With that introduction, Mr. D asked each student to introduce themselves and share something they enjoyed doing during their break. He then revealed that his Japanese was not very strong, so while he taught them English, he would also be learning Japanese from them. It seemed like a way to connect with the students and build a rapport.

POV End

It was heartening to see the student's eagerness to learn English, although I wondered if it was just my perception.

Throughout the day, I explained the curriculum and how the class would be conducted. I also learned that in Japan, unlike in my home country where students move from classroom to classroom, it is the teachers who change rooms. This was a new aspect of the Japanese education system that I would need to adapt to.

Thus began my teaching career in this world—a world that was both familiar and strikingly different from my own. If my sister could see me now, she would probably laugh herself to tears.

After school, I completed my preparations for the following day and left the school about 20 minutes after the students had departed. The walk home took about 15 minutes. As I passed by the Emiya household, I noticed Shirou outside, carrying some bags. I decided to approach him and inquire about his day.

"Hello, Shirou. How are you?"

"Hello, Mr. D. I'm doing well, thank you."

"Is your father home?"

"No, he left yesterday for work. I'm not sure what he's doing."

"So, who is looking after you?"

"Fujimura-san is."

"And how is she?"

"She's doing well."

"Have you been practicing the tracking spell I taught you?"

"Yes, sir. I've been trying to find either Fujimura or my dad. That's good to hear. Keep practicing, and once you improve, I'll teach you another spell. Oh, and make sure you don't let Fujimura see that magic. She's not a mage, after all."

After our conversation, I continued home, which was a short distance away.

I began teaching Shirou magic after an intense and somewhat tumultuous encounter with his father.

Initially, he mistook me for a clockwork enforcer because I had appeared suddenly while investigating a mage near his home. Misunderstanding my intentions, he thought I was an agent from the mage association and came to confront him due to his numerous enemies.

The confrontation was fierce. Despite his modern weaponry and considerable strength, I managed to overcome him using rune cards to cast spells—primarily water and lightning. My enhanced physical abilities, granted by Alaya, made me highly resilient. Although he landed some hits with his magic-enhanced bullets, my durable skin held up well.

But that's a story for another time. Upon reaching home, I noticed a pair of women's shoes near the door. Inside, I found a brown-haired woman rummaging through my fridge.

"Don't even think about touching my coffee ice cream, Fujimura."

"Oh, don't worry. You're the only one who likes that stuff."

"Shouldn't you be looking after Shirou?"

"He's responsible enough to stay home alone for a few minutes."

Humming to myself, I asked, "So, what brings you to my house?"

"I was looking for pudding, but you don't have any. You should consider buying some."

"I don't like pudding."

"It's not meant for you."

"Then why should I buy it?

It's for your sweet girlfriend"

"If you want it so much, why not buy it yourself?"

"I don't want to. What's the point of having a boyfriend if he won't buy you pudding?"

"You have very peculiar standards."

By the way, I started dating Fujimura after a rather confusing series of events.

I drunkenly asked her to be my girlfriend, and the next morning, with no memory of making the request, she greeted me as if we were already a couple. It was an agonizing and perplexing day for me, her discovering how I felt about her while grappling with memory gaps.

Eventually, I used memory magic to piece together the events. Despite my initial reluctance and a vow never to drink again, I embraced our relationship. It still gives me butterflies but in a good way.