Rimuru go to Japan for fun

chunnibuoy sensei chapter 8

Rimuru's journey took yet another unpredictable turn as he walked into his new role as a math and physics teacher. Of course, he hadn't taken the job for any grand educational mission he simply wanted to show off his intellect, especially after all the attention he’d garnered from his viral "Ultimate Chunnibyou" persona. It was, after all, another way to prove his superiority, or so he thought.

As he strode into the classroom on his first day, wearing a sharp suit and an air of supreme confidence, the students stared at him in stunned silence. He looked far too young to be a teacher, and his reputation had preceded him. Whispers filled the room before he'd even opened his mouth.

"Wait, isn't that the guy from the internet? The one who cried during a cosplay competition?"

"No way! What's he doing here?"

"Maybe he's an exchange student or something?"

Finally, one brave student raised a hand and called out, “Uh, are you here to teach or… are you in the wrong classroom?”

Rimuru smirked, clearly enjoying the confusion. "Ah, perceptive as always, young minds. But no, I am not lost. I, Rimuru Tempest, shall be your new math and physics teacher. Prepare yourselves to witness intellect like no other!"

The class burst into laughter. One student muttered loudly, “This guy’s really got the whole ‘Chunnibyou Sensei’ act down.”

Ignoring the comment, Rimuru strutted to the front of the room, grabbed a piece of chalk, and dramatically wrote his name on the board in swirling, elaborate handwriting. "Now then, let's begin with a simple concept," he said, his voice dripping with exaggerated theatricality. “The law of universal gravitation! A force as fundamental as the air we breathe, but do not be deceived, for it hides mysteries unfathomable to the ordinary mind.”

One student raised their hand cautiously. “Um, are you going to, like, explain it normally? Or is everything gonna sound like it’s from a fantasy novel?”

Rimuru chuckled, flipping his chalk as if it were a weapon. “Fear not, young one! Even the most complex theories can be simplified by a mind as sharp as mine. Let me show you!”

As he began explaining Newton’s law of gravitation, Rimuru couldn’t help but sprinkle in some dramatic flair. He made grand gestures, comparing the gravitational pull to the "mysterious forces binding the stars," leaving some students confused and others highly amused.

One of the students in the back whispered loudly, “Does he think he’s still in character or something?”

“I think he never left,” another responded, snickering.

Rimuru heard, but pretended not to. Instead, he decided to ramp things up. "To make things clear this force is not so different from the invisible threads that bind us all!" He threw his arm into the air dramatically, nearly knocking over a stack of books on the desk.

The whole class erupted in laughter again, and one particularly sarcastic student raised their hand. "Sensei, I’m still trying to figure out if you’re a cosplayer or a physics teacher. Can you, like, tone it down a notch?"

Rimuru grinned. "Ah, I see your confusion. No, I am not merely a cosplayer. I am something far more an intellectual being of extraordinary knowledge! You might even call me a *genius*."

The sarcasm in the room was palpable, but Rimuru either didn’t notice or didn’t care. Instead, he threw a dramatic spin into his explanation. "And now, for the formula " He wrote the formula for gravitational force, \( F = G \frac{m_1 m_2}{r^2} \), on the board. "Behold! A law so powerful it controls the very fabric of space-time! The equation that makes planets dance!"

Another student raised their hand, eyes rolling. “Sensei, can we just... get to the part where we actually understand it?”

Rimuru blinked, as if snapped out of a dream. "Ah, yes, yes. Simplicity is key!" He leaned in closer to the class, lowering his voice conspiratorially. "You see, my dear students, the universe is simple, but it’s humans who complicate it. You don’t need to make things harder than they are. Gravity? It’s just stuff pulling on other stuff. The rest is... flair."

The students blinked in surprise, taken off guard by the sudden normalcy. One of them muttered, “Wait, that... kind of makes sense.”

Rimuru straightened up, pleased with himself. "See? All about perception, folks. Physics is really about seeing the truth behind the complicated words. Think of it like a boss fight in a video game—once you get past the flashy attacks, it’s just a pattern."

A few students snickered, but others started nodding, actually starting to get it. Rimuru smirked, feeling triumphant.

However, just as he was basking in the success of his explanation, a loud voice called out from the door.

"Hey! Is this where the ‘Ultimate Chunnibyou’ is teaching?" It was a group of students from another class, clearly there to gawk.

Rimuru’s eye twitched, but he composed himself, turning toward the newcomers with a forced smile. "Yes, yes. That’s me. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m educating the future."

The students started laughing again, and Rimuru’s pride took a hit. But before he could respond, a familiar figure walked in Hinata Sakaguchi. She had an annoyed scowl plastered across her face.

“I heard you were teaching here,” Hinata said, glaring at him. “I don’t know why, but just looking at you makes me so irritated.”

Rimuru blinked. “What did I ever do to you?”

“I don’t know, but I feel like I know you, and that’s bad enough,” Hinata shot back, crossing her arms.

The students began whispering again. "Drama already? Who is she?"

Rimuru sighed heavily, rubbing his temple. “Great, just what I need another mysterious grudge.”

“Just don’t mess this up, ‘Sensei,’” Hinata muttered, rolling her eyes as she walked out.

As Rimuru stared after her, the students were left in stunned silence before a brave soul muttered, "So... is she, like, your nemesis or something?"

Rimuru sighed dramatically. “Ah, perhaps. Another challenge on my journey to become the greatest intellect in this world.”

The students erupted into laughter, and Rimuru couldn’t help but grin. Maybe this whole teaching thing wasn’t so bad after all.