My Entire Class Has Been Reincarnated – I Became the Weakest Skeleton!

"Gu, gu, gu, gu, gu...!!

Severe pain as if you were being cut out of your whole body. A scream echoed through the narrow kitchen.

No, it's not like that. I'm getting my whole body cut off right now. I was desperate to endure the constant pain.

My name is Katsushi Ekihiko.

Former and Municipal Shinto High School has been serving as a teacher for four groups for two years and is now a scab.

Don't you know what you're talking about? I guess so. I don't know what I'm talking about either. But it's true.

Take a good look at this small kitchen. We're working in front of a big platform, there's gonna be an octopus-footed girl, right? The girl has a knife in her right hand and a scab in her left hand, but the scab in her left hand is me. The girl's name is Sugiura (Sugiura/Aya). He's my student. Maybe you should say ex-student.

Of course, Sugiura didn't have octopus feet growing from the start either. He had healthy legs that looked great in sailor clothes from Shinto High School. It was a little black on the ground at the time and looked like a playaholic, but it was a family high school girl belonging to its actual cooking department. My parents are cautious, but they run historic Japanese restaurants. Actually, I've known about this guy since I was a kid because my parents were dry goods stores and there was a Sugiura house at the wholesale end.

So why did this me become a wig and Sugiura a Phantom Octopus daughter?

We're going to talk about that...... Grr!?

"Guaaaah! Ahhhhhhhh......!?

"Doctor, stop screaming..."

The knife stopped my hand from sharpening my body, Sugiura said.

"It's hard to tear down..."

"Sorry, I'm still in pain..."

Let's get back to it.

We were in the middle of a fun school trip. No, the fun is with the students, and we teachers have three nights and four days of really painful stomachs if the cute little ones don't cause problems on the trip. My class was bad and bullied, but I let go of my class with the next bully in the first year, and I was able to come to this one big event with peace of mind because I had all my favorites to make sure things didn't go wrong.

In conclusion, our students did not cause any problems.

It was the bus that caused the problem.

It was an unfortunate rain the day before that, and foggy rain was falling even as the bus was running down the roundabout mountain road on the Sea side of Japan. The asphalt paved roads aren't soaked, but they don't have a good view, and the bus that put us on has caused a fall. Honestly, I'm ready to die. I also hoped I didn't want to die if I could, but, well, I was hoping that one of our petty little kid chos could help.

In conclusion, we were all saved. But he was changing.

One of my secret hobbies is browsing online novels. I can read on my smartphone when I'm at work, and I'll be free during my lunch break. There are also rolling pieces written dostraightforward on the author's desires and pieces that have completely removed stress so that he can just feel better about his readers, so somehow, if his tired brain does his daily intense duties, he will be healed.

Among them is the category of reincarnation. He's dead and reborn into a non-human organism. There are so many kinds. Slime on worms, goblins on dragons. And then there's the undead. I want to get out of this rough world and dump my filthy human body. Well, I get it. I always thought of that, too.

It was close to the reincarnation that happened. For all my adorable students.

The class leader, Ryuzaki, became a dragon man (dragonoid), and the dog god, who was the most problematic child, became a werewolf (warwolf). And I'm a scab.

Reincarnation. It means something unusual. It's true that rashes are unique, so it's hard to understand that they fall into the category of reincarnation.

No, you can't. Oh, my God. A wig. Sure, my parents are dry goods shops. It's a well-established place to preserve traditions from the Edo period. But why do I need to be a wig myself? I don't know what that means. Too retarded. You think it would be good to eat if you set it up a little novel? Interesting indeed. Uke might be good. But this is called getting out of here. There's no way I can reincarnate into a rash and talk funny.

You may not know, but you don't have hands and feet on your calves. That's why I can't move.

When I woke up, Ryuzaki was putting the other students together to do the refreshments. Listening to the story, I generally guessed the circumstances, but desperately speaking up won't even reach my pretty classmates like this. You had a bad place. It was a big rock shadow.

But there were students like angels who listened to me and picked me up like that. Handed to Sugiura from the student's hand, and this is how I am in the kitchen. I wasn't sure if I'd give you a name, but given the upset of the students I heard the teacher had been wimped, I didn't have the courage to do that.

Instead, I decided to give the students the stock out of their own bodies.

"In the meantime, Doctor, I haven't shredded a bit yet, so I'm not shredding."

"Oh, I get it...... Grr! Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!

This scream is pretty loud and they can hear it from outside the kitchen. So Sugiura was trying to kick the students out of the dining room after the meal.

The majority of the tools in the kitchen have been picked up by students exploring this underground labyrinth. Especially around here, Five Minutes Kawahara and Okumura guys are good at finding it.

This is reminiscent of the fact that the residential area known by the students as the "hub" was located on the ground floor and was originally an office or stuff-like compartment. The labyrinth itself is a structure like a catacombs, and given that, is this a cemetery management facility or something?

Mm-hmm. Well, I don't know. For me now, this small kitchen is everything in the world.

"Sugiura, when you sharpen, you're a little more gentle..."

"I'm still being pretty nice to you about this? That's enough for now. Thanks."

That said, Sugiura throws my shards in the pan.

"I wonder if we'll all get bored with the stock every time..."

"I'm sorry. If I could serve a wide variety of different kinds of stock..."

"That's not a bummer, either."

Sugiura shrugged as she watched the ingredients arranged in the kitchen.

The labyrinth is nestled with various monsters. Among them, monsters shaped relatively close to animals, such as crocodiles and rabbits, are apparently preferred and hunted as protein sources. Sometimes simmer those bones and take stock. In that case, my body is off.

By the way, the chances of bringing back the hunting achievements are that the dog kamikaze of a bad girl is the top of the list. You say you're diving into the labyrinth alone, but you also say it's a hidden talent? Or has hunting instinct woken up as a wolf? The corner rabbits you bring in occasionally, some of them snap.

"Besides, the teacher doesn't have an infinite body..."

"Sure, right..."

I think it would be good if my stock filled my students' stomachs and made them feel happy.

But there are limits to that, too. My body will eventually be shredded and I will no longer have any shards left. If that happens, I won't be able to provide my students with delicious stock. It's a tragedy.

With that in mind, there was a soul in the kitchen that came in fluffy.

"That was a great scream..."

"Uh, Furano-kun."

Ei Furano, he's my student too. He was a small beautiful boy before he was reincarnated, but he transformed a lot.

A student with a bad mouth and a bad attitude for not talking, but can study. Besides, it was this wilderness that took me by the sight of me screaming. I don't have a hand in the fire field, but I'm free to "hold" anything up to 5 centimeters around. Thanks to you, it's burned a lot and softened (you can use fire to soften hardened rashes).

The volcano held one book in its hand, taking great care not to burn it.

"Doctor, I've come to return Mr. Hono"

"Oh, yeah. Let me sit in my usual place."

Mr. Hono is the name of a bus guide who was involved in an accident together. And there's a book that Furano has in his hand, Mr. Hono.

Hono-san was reincarnated into a book.

"Thank you, Furano. Was it funny?"

Hono speaks while being placed in place in the kitchen. But Furano answered with a boring voice.

"I'm free. Bye."

That said, the volcano leaves. He was the same one with a bad attitude. Against Hono, who was so young and beautiful...... Well, it's just a book now. Besides, it's a book about Japan's attractions. It does nothing in the other world.

I told Hono after I dropped him off from the dining room.

"Excuse me, Mr. Hono. That's the guy..."

"No, it's fine. Because it's common for young children."

Hono-san's Pei Ji flickered and saw the serene alkaic smile of the Kuala Lumpur Spiritual Treasure Palace crown Maitreya. The book seems to be richer in emotional expression than a rash.

In this kitchen, there is now a sight that seems insane just to look at: the rash and the guidebook talk to each other, but Sugiura didn't look particularly concerned, and continued to support the dinner. Well, it's a big deal.

"But is it good? Doctor."

"What is it?

"Students, aren't you careful? The teacher should put it together..."

"I thought about that, too. I'm not a teacher anymore. It's just a rash."

The only thing you can do to a rash is just serve the stock.

I'm not worried about the students. Ryuzaki's qualities as a class commissioner are sufficient, but there is still anxiety about his leadership under these extreme circumstances. From what I heard, I heard the plating was already about to come off.

Besides, Koganei is anxious. He was originally a bully, but since his sophomore year and the environment had changed, the surrounding situation had also stabilized. In April, he was still snuggled out of class by a bully in his freshman year, but since Ryuzaki took Hao Lin to direct negotiations, that's gone, too. Well, I think the bullies were freaked out by Gatai in Hao Lin.

The Koganei had suddenly gained power since he came to this world. Gradually, I hear it's growing. It smelled like you had a dangerous bomb.

But even in the human age, teachers could never solve the problems between students.

What can you tell me now?

It's just about serving stock.

I tried to sigh, but I didn't sigh because it was a rash.

Then a few more days flowed, and the circumstances surrounding the class had changed dramatically. Hao Lin disappeared, Ryuzaki was followed by the leader's seat, and Koganei formed the largest faction. What I was afraid of happened. My heart broke just listening to the exchange echoing from the dining room to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, what can be called change is never off the hook. If you insist, my body has shrunk even further.

Whenever there was an incident in my class, I told Sugiura to cut me. I wanted to heal the students' rough hearts with some wig stock that stained out of my body. Incidents have increased in acceleration lately, and in acceleration, my volume has decreased.

"Doctor, you're much smaller..."

One day, Sugiura says it's pompous.

"Oh well..."

"Me, I've asked Utsurugi-kun a few times to stock it up, but I knew it wouldn't work"

"Right...... Empty wood will surely produce a stock that will make everyone gentle."

But I can't imitate animals that force reluctant empty trees into a pot. And empty wood is human bone (skeleton). I can still tell if it's crocodile bone or rabbit bone stock, but the human bone stock is kind of, I don't think, a bit good.

Over the past few days, I've taken stock from my own body every day and shrunk it down into the mire. Sugiura said she's only about the size of a cigarette case already and can't just scrape her body any more.

I'm powerless. I can't do anything, not just as a teacher, but as a wig.

"No, you know, as a teacher, there's still something I can do..."

Hono-san cuts it out as a snack.

"Is that right, Mr. Hono? It's just a world in drama to be able to regenerate people with words. I admired Tetsuya Takeda and became a teacher, but human beings can't be Kim Hachi Sakamoto so easily..."

"But words can brave people"

"Doctor, don't get wet. It gets humid."

Sugiura grabbed my body with her octopus feet and gently seared it with fire.

I'm glad to hear it, Sugiura. I don't have enough body left to serve stock anymore. Broiled it, it didn't do you any good. That made me feel sexually sorry for myself.

Just then, I heard something arguing from the diner. Sugiura turns her gaze.

Fighting again, I felt darkened, but the situation seems a little different this time.

I clear my ears. What I heard was a conversation between Ryuzaki and the other, Akai Tomihika.

Red Well was an exceptionally mature female student in his class. If you weren't in uniform, would you have looked like a college student as well? I had also heard rumors in some magazine that I was doing a reader model. It's a bitter face on the school side, but as far as I'm concerned, I was willing to tolerate it as one of the options to expand Red Well's future possibilities. There were even rumors that you were getting your hands on aid for each group, but you don't believe that one.

The red well consistently keeps the upper tier of the class karst even after reincarnation. What conversation are we having with Ryuzaki, who has fallen from the top tier?

'Then tell me what I can do...!

I hear the sad screams of Ryuzaki. I felt like I was stuck. Because the words were exactly what I feel right now.

While listening, I guess the approximate circumstances. Sakai blames Ryuzaki for all the fallout of the past few days. Though I thought it was a cruel thing to say, I didn't think that Red Well, who seemed completely uninterested in intra-class politics, would turn such words to Ryuzaki.

Words can brave people? Is that really the case?

Sugiura leaves the dining room to interrupt the argument by approaching a plate of dishes prepared for Sakuma, a female student who is now in her room.

"Sae-san Akai, I'm ready for dinner."

Sakai received the meal as it was and apparently left the dining room behind. Sugiura is coming back. I was thinking.

"Hono-san"

"Ah, yes. I don't know."

"Words can brave people. You said that."

"Yes."

Don't leave Ryuzaki alone.

What the hell can you do to yourself? I haven't been able to give an answer myself, but still, as a senior in my life, as a teacher, is there a way I can show students with the same problems?

Sugiura, call Ryuzaki in the kitchen.

"What, but..."

"It's good. Call me."

"Ugh, yeah...... Okay."

That said Sugiura, when she went out to the dining room, took Ryuzaki, who would probably still have been troubled outside, and returned. Ryuzaki, who wouldn't know what he was called for, glances through the kitchen with a bewildered look.

I made up my mind and spoke to Ryuzaki.

"Hey, Ryuzaki."

"What...!?

Ryuzaki opens his eyes to his surprise and once again looks around him slightly. And at the end of the day, he found me and shouted:

"Let, Doctor...!?

"Oh, it's me. We've changed each other."

"You were safe...!

"I wonder if you're saying this is safe..."

I briefed Ryuzaki on my situation. Even if it's a circumstance, it's about what I would have done if I had been reincarnated.

"Doctor, I..."

"Yeah?"

"What am I supposed to do..."

That's it.

There are ideals. But I don't know what to do. Whatever you do, I don't feel you can accept it. I thought so too and didn't show up in front of the students. Not at all, I'm not a loc teacher. But if you still put the students you rely on in front of you, you have to play a majestic adult.

"Ryuzaki..."

When I say that, Hono says, 'Hang in there! Hang in there!' he had a page that said. What the hell is that?

"Ryuzaki, I don't care what you do anyway, you're thinking about that"

………

"I get it. So is the teacher."

"Teachers too...?

Ryuzaki raised his face once again. Even if your face looks like a lizard, it won't only change the beauty of this guy's eyes.

"The teacher was also crushed when he noticed something. I can't even coach a student like this. Thanks to you, my class is in trouble, but I couldn't do anything..."

"Doctor..."

"Sure, even if you try to do something depressed in your current position, it could be hilarious. But what? You... you... Uh, I mean. You..."

Yeah, I'm a lousy talker. I don't know why you're doing teacher stuff to your bad mouth habits, but I can't help that because I already like high school girls and stuff.

I decided to go to the last resort.

"Sugiura! Sharpen me!!

"Huh!?

"I can still afford about one person's stock! Come on, sharpen it!!

"Uh, yeah..."

Sugiura tended to hesitate slightly, and when she took me in her hand, she gave me a knife that was completely dedicated to sharpening.

Shit.

"Gwwwwwwwww!!

A severe pain runs like scraping your whole body. Ryuzaki shrugged herself, but Sugiura shredded me with a cold worker's face.

"Shh, firstborn...!

"Yes, okay! Ryuzaki, look closely! This is what I can do! It's the best I can do for you students! Gwwwwwwww!!

Sugiura throws my sharpening cusp in the pan and sets it on fire. Eventually, and the aromatic aroma of the stock spread throughout the kitchen.

Sugiura brings the stock to Ryuzaki.

"Commission Chairman, drink. This is the teacher's stock."

"This is..."

Clear stock is stretched on the bowl, but no waves are raised. There is no other flavoring. But this is good. Sugiura absorbed my will without regard. What I want Ryuzaki to drink right now was the taste of the stock coming out of me.

"Ryuzaki, that's about all I can do. But what do you say!? My stock!

"Oh, it's delicious."

"You bet! There must have been some kind of emotion in you right now! I may just be saying that I drank the delicious stock, but I shredded my body to bring out that 'delicious' feeling! You should be able to do the same!

So I take a breath and go on.

"Ryuzaki, the only guy who knows what's good about you is Hao Lin. Everyone in my class knows a little bit about it. Don't be afraid of anything, don't be afraid to cut yourself off and hit it. I'm sure a new stage will open."

"Doctor..."

Ryuzaki stood up, placing the empty vessel.

"See, Ryuzaki?"

"Honestly, I'm a little bit unsure,"

"Right."

"Just a little more, I'll get lost"

Just a little, Ryuzaki laughs. It was a powerless smile, but just for a moment, I saw the light. It gained vitality. That was such a smile. Ryuzaki bows his head, leaves the kitchen, and leaves the dining room.

Is this what it is? Where I shredded myself and ran out of words, Ryuzaki regains just a little energy. It has only that degree of effect. But I was quite satisfied. That guy just got a little better. Isn't that enough?

Even if it was only about the size of an eraser anymore.

"Doctor..."

"Oh, I know"

I smile. I don't have a face, but I feel like I smiled for now.

"There's nowhere to shred anymore...... But I have no regrets. Ryuzaki is sure to breathe new power into the class. Glad your last stock helped."

"Yeah......"

"Anymore memories... hmm...?

That's when I realized something was getting hot all over me. I've never had such an anomaly before. Hot as it burns. But not superficial heat, like when you're being broiled by fire. It felt more like an inner, flaming flame from the inside of my soul.

The rattlesnake and the bump body that shouldn't move shivers. Sugiura makes a slight face.

"Sir!?

"Gu, gu, gu! Hey, what's this feeling? Ha!

No! No!

The next moment, my whole body was wrapped in light and something grew with the vivid sound. Sugiura looks out again.

"Shh, my teacher...! It's getting bigger!?

"What...!? Ho, it's true!

I looked in the mirror Sugiura brought me and shouted out of the blue.

My volume was back to its conventional size. This surprised me. I wonder what kind of miracle happened. A large, splendid, wooden knife-like rash was there. Me and Sugiura gaze at each other unexpectedly.

Apparently, dinner was going to be udon.

"Is it an intrinsic ability"

Later on, Furano, who visited the kitchen, said that.

"Inherent ability?

"Kyosuke also has the ability to amplify the power of the monsters she comes into contact with. I guess Kyosuke's unique ability because other skeletons couldn't confirm these effects. Perhaps at the time of this metastasis, there was another ability besides turning into a monster."

Does that mean it was infinite playback for me? Since then, Sugiura has shredded me like every day, but my volume is back on track the next day. Literally, it became an infinite rash. You may say that this class has no more problems with seafood stock.

But if that statement was correct, the majority of students in the class would not have activated such intrinsic abilities. No, or does that require some kind of condition? I, too, awoke to this ability after giving Ryuzaki a drink of stock.

"Maybe there's a stage (phase)"

That's all Arino says, returns Hono and leaves the kitchen.

Stage (Phase). You mean we get stronger every time we step on it? No, and I don't know if I'm going to be strong, which is a big deal, and in the first place, Furano likes these cool phrases a lot, so it's possible he's saying the right thing for the price.

But, well, it would be good. I've gained new strength. As long as this is available, students can be supplied with stock forever.

It seems Ryuzaki is going to get back on his feet and put his class together as a new leader. You may think I don't deserve it. The only thing at the moment is to give people like Koganei and Eagle Tails, who are being white-eyed in class, a drink of my stock to take care of.

"Teacher, don't shred again a bit"

Sugiura approaches me with a knife in one hand.

"Oh, I don't mind! Keep scraping!"

My screams echo in the kitchen.

The battle for dry teacher scabs has only just begun.