"Last call for Osaka. Passengers are required to go to line 8; the train is ready for departure."
"The train for Tokyo will arrive with a delay of 20 minutes due to a problem with—"
"Taxi for Kinkakuji—"
"The bus will depart in four minutes. I repeat—"
"Dear, hurry, or we will miss our train!"
As I stepped onto the concrete for the first time in two hours, those were the sounds that welcomed me to Kyoto.
After grabbing my handbag, I felt a vibration from my right pocket. I opened my phone and saw a message waiting for me. When I checked the sender, I felt a bit happy—it was from my friend and teacher, Mafuyu-san, or Mafuyu-chan, as I jokingly started calling her less than a month ago.
I have to say, this high school student was interesting—interesting and even cute. She was such a serious person, fully focused on her studies, but she had a knack for slacking off when it came to housekeeping matters. The contrast between her seriousness and her clumsiness was a significant part of her charm.
There were times when she triggered my "cute aggression".
At first, she was so serious that she hardly ever smiled or showed any signs of happiness. However, we eventually opened up to each other. Naturally, I didn't share details about my previous life or my powers, but we did share parts of our lives. I told her that I was preparing for university entrance exams, and her reaction was quite funny.
Her eyes widened in shock, and she struggled to form a coherent response—only random sounds like "eh," "ah," "uo," "iii," and "mmh" came out. Then she seemed to slump into a bit of depression, and thanks to my [Cold Reading] skill, I could sense that it bothered her that a kid ten years younger than her was achieving something she felt uncertain about.
But soon, fire lit up in her eyes as she exclaimed that I would become the perfect student under her tutelage and similar sentiments.
I also discovered that she was a figure skater who had won several awards but had to stop due to an injury to her Achilles tendon. Now, she was just "moving forward" with life, unsure of what to do next.
She blushed a bit when she confessed that she came here primarily for the money, but I praised her for choosing to pursue this path instead of staying home. In my opinion, she would be perfect as a teacher and might consider this career in the future.
She smiled slightly, and we continued our study session, with me studying and her teaching, but from what I could read in her expressions, the thought of becoming a teacher was on her mind.
Our unusual relationship continued, and I found myself occasionally improving my [Seduction] skill, which stirred up some feelings of desire within me. I won't go into detail about how I came to terms with that—nor how skills like [Pleasure Giver], [Cunnilingus], [Forniquer], [Anal], [Edging], and [Bondage Technique] ended up on my skill list, apart that Mafuyu-chan is still virgin... in all senses.
What's more surprising is that some of these skills have surpassed level 15, and I'm only 8 years old. Yeah, Nay Wah~
I spent several months sleeping, eating, studying, and preparing, and now I'm ready to excel in my exams.
As I continued my way through Kyoto Station, I asked around for directions to the bus that would take me to my lodging, which is a four-star hotel, by the way.
I realized a long time ago that the best superpower one could have is being rich.
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Leaving all my belongings at the hotel, I was ready to head to Kyoto University, where someone was waiting for me.
I grabbed a taxi, thanks to the power of money, and in less than an hour, I arrived in front of the Kyoto Museum of Arts. As I was looking around, something caught my attention.
It was a redhead with a good figure, dressed in a dark office uniform, and from what I could see, she had great legs. She was walking towards me.
"Masachika Kuze-san? A pleasure to meet you. I'm Misaki Kanou, a teacher in the art department. I'm here to pick you up on behalf of our vice-director, Nagahiro."
Nagahiro is the vice-director who spoke with my father. His full name is Nagahiro Minato; he earned a doctorate in medicine from this university and has some collaborations in the USA. He is basically the Asian Dream Child.
"The pleasure is mine, Misaki-sensei. I was informed to come here before the exam takes place. Is there a specific reason for that?"
"Yes. Originally, Vice-Director Nagahiro intended to come himself, but due to his heavy workload, he couldn't make it, so I was asked to replace him today. The other reason for this arrangement is simple: you're too young, and our system won't accept your request."
Ah, so I'm here because the university website can't process my request, and I need to be manually entered into the system. That makes sense.
"Good, that means if I pass the exam, I won't be hindered by such means. I should extend my thanks to the vice director."
"I'll make sure to relay your message when I submit my report. Anyway, let's start walking to our destination. I'm also here for another reason—to answer any questions you may have, so feel free to ask."
I looked at her, and a few questions were already on my mind.
"First of all, Misaki-sensei, you're not just a teacher; you also have roles related to student guidance, right?"
She opened her eyes, clearly surprised.
"Yes, nothing formal, but some students come to me for guidance about switching courses or taking some time before continuing with their careers. Why do you ask?"
"Is it possible to add different courses to my degree, Misaki-sensei?"