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

My name is Seung-soo Ekihiko. After serving as a former member of four groups for two years at Municipal Shinto High School, he is now a scab.

But maybe it won't be a rash anymore.

I could have been at a new stage of evolution.

Let's talk in order.

About two months or more had passed since four groups of students were reincarnated into different worlds. My adorable students are using their abilities as monsters to survive this fantastic world. One day, we'll go back to the original world. That's what we all want, and we're working hard to make it happen.

On the other hand, I can't move on my own when I'm crushed. So I have Sugiura Cai (attendance number 26), who is the cook's manager, serve delicious stock for the students.

The humans, including me, who changed their appearance outdoors, apparently twisted what became the "metastatic degenerative gate”, making them what they are now. This metastatic degenerative gate had the power not only to transform the figure into a monster, but also to add a variety of special effects.

This case of metastasis itself was set up by a group of vampires, so let's not do it this time because it gets longer when we go deep into the area.

Waking up to the capabilities conferred by the metastatic denaturing gate is the so-called second stage. It's called Phase Two. Actually, I've reached this as well, but not so many students have woken up to Phase 2 even within the class.

There is also a 3, but that phase 3 seems to be the boundaries that can be reached by incorporating vampire factors into the body. The only student in the class who has reached Phase 3 is Kyosuke Akagi, attendance number 5.

And now there's a chance that maybe I'll reach that phase three.

"Sorry, Doctor... I didn't think too deeply either..."

He looked a little awkward, Sugiura said.

"No, you're not bad... I had no choice but to."

"But, Doctor... You're scared...?

"That's scary. Maybe I'll just get a blood-sucking wig like this..."

Apparently, he was finding out he was trembling in small pieces. Damn, I might disqualify a teacher from showing such ugliness to my students...

Yes. Taking in the factor means vampirizing. So far, I can't see anything like a bloodsucking impulse on an empty tree guy, but the story of Akihika Akai (attendance number 1), who gave him a factor, doesn't seem to be a mistake, even if he thinks of it as “serialized” in the broad sense of the word.

And I, too, took Red Well's blood.

For further reasons, there was a villain who tried to escape with Red Well's blood. Sugiura smashed that bloody vial with my body. As a result, there was a lot of red well blood on my body.

There's nothing like wearing the blood of a cute student. If you consider yourself a beautiful girl like Red Well, it's even a reward. But now I'm an ingredient even though I'm a teacher and a man. I never went into the pot that day to get the stock.

Either way, I took Red Well's blood.

Initially, it takes a lot of steps to give a factor. To the extent that blood has been put on his head, he doesn't have blood. Factors never stick in the other person unless you pour blood stored with high density factors directly into the other person's body or let them drink it in large quantities. So Sugiura, who has blood from his head, just like me, doesn't see any signs of particular blood tribulation.

but that's only a common organism story. There is no blood in the empty trees that are skeletons. When his whole body was badly wounded to pieces, Red Well draped blood with his own factors in it, which took his life and made him blood-classified.

That could happen to me, too.

There are not so many different kinds of monsters that blood in Just Blood. But I couldn't find anything written about the rash in Red Well's prepared database or in the material seized from the enemy's Ajito. You don't even know if I'm going to be blood-borne, or not, just like Skeleton.

I was horrible. I had the fear that it would turn into something that wasn't me.

As far as empty trees go, maybe that's not there. I hear he stays that personality, even if he's bloodthirsty. But what if I became bloodthirsty? Am I going to become a bloodsucking wig like a demon and be attacked by Sugiura...?

"Doctor..."

Hono-san, placed in the corner of the cooking room, called me pompous.

"What? Hono-san..."

"Um, the teacher says it's horrible that it turns into something that's not you"

"Yes, it's horrible"

"Didn't we already undergo a dramatic transformation once...?

Sure, that's the way to interpret it. But that's it. This is it.

"Doctor, today, stock, what do we do...?

"Sorry...... Let me rest today..."

"Yeah, okay......"

It's only been a day since that battle. The majority of the students were apparently preparing for a trade meeting tomorrow that would take place on the island. Sugiura should be busy because she has a job arranging dishes, too, but now she's hanging out with me.

"Doctor, it's okay. Whatever you look like, I'm on your side."

That said, Sugiura caressed my body softly. Now the position is clear. I mock myself slightly in my heart.

Well, that's the time.

"Sugiura, are you there?

A voice that passes well, sounds in the kitchen. Sugiura took her hand away from me and turned her voice around. but now octopus feet, not hands, were touching my body a few times. It's a little soggy.

"Oh, committee chairman. Is there a teacher here?

The Lord of Voices is Attendance Number 39. This is Kunihiro Ryuzaki, class chairman. Few students in this class know about me or Mr. Hono, but Ryuzaki is one of them.

Ryuzaki peered into the kitchen and gave me a small interview.

"Ryuzaki..."

I respond with a pitifully small voice myself.

"Doctor, for once, I've also talked to Tomorrow Incense, but he still doesn't know if the teacher will“ clan "

"Right...... What's Red Well doing now?

"I'm putting you to rest. Because the symptoms of thirst are terrible...... Tomorrow, we'll be able to collect blood from the Islanders, but it's going to be hard until then."

That kind of look on Ryuzaki's face is rude. This guy has become a very reliable chairman of the committee.

It's a big thanks to this guy that I was able to carry out the difficult mission of collecting human blood, and the class has been put together so far. Whatever the four sets of crises that have come down in the next two years, I'm sure they can come together again.

I'm sure that's because of this guy named Kunihiro Ryuzaki.

Compared to that I am.

"Oh my teacher is rotting again..."

"The crust was originally rotten..."

"Shisei, you look like a tofu, but the contents are tofu."

Sugiura makes a frightened voice, but there is still a slightly worrying shade seeping behind it.

"Doctor, I'm sorry I didn't do you much good"

"No, you're useful enough."

I said that with the utmost vain to at least not worry about Ryuzaki any more as a teacher.

Ryuzaki smiled small, but this one's heart would have been spotted. Have another small meeting and leave the cooking area. He should be busy for the time being. I sighed, dropping off Ryuzaki, who had left. No, I don't wear it because it's a rash, but I feel comfortable with it.

The future of being a blood-sucking crush is horrible. But before that happens, do I ever, as a teacher, as a wig, remember anything? Is there anything you can do about Seung-woo Hiko now before the factors that lumped your body into a deadly transformation? I thought of Ryuzaki's back, and that was all I had room for my mind to think about.

"Yes, Red Well..."

I squeal.

"What's wrong with Mr. Red Well?

"No, I forgot to give Red Well my stock."

"Ah, well. Speaking of which, I've tried my best to taste better since then, and it's time to get revenge."

Akai Tomihika is the only student who drank my stock and didn't say it tasted good. Sugiura is right, I want to fulfill my revenge.

But the vampire factor put me on, in this body...

"No, wait."

For once, is that good?

My body has bathed in the blood of Red Well. I have his blood all over my body. In other words, the “factors” that Red Well has to consume in carrying out his life activities are also stuck in my body.

If I could serve that as a stock and give him a drink, could I at least make it a little easier for him by tomorrow?

"All right!"

I raised my voice.

"Sugiura, sharpen me!!

"What, ah! Yeah!"

For a moment, Sugiura looked like she had been poked in the void, but she immediately had a full grin and took the (such) one placed in the corner of the cooking area.

Shortly afterwards, in the cooking area, my screams were echoed as they scraped off my body.

My stock was delivered safely to Red Well by the hands of Hill and Sakuma. They were quite confused because it was the first time they had seen me as a scab, but they immediately admitted that I was a teacher.

By the way, this was the first time I had seen Sakuma bondage fashion that I heard rumors about, so I was impressed. I thought it was good to be a teacher, from the bottom of my heart.

Sakuma, who came to return the dishes, told me, just a little, that Red Well was feeling better.

I was relieved and at the same time I remembered a slight disappointment.

The fact that Red Well is doing better means nothing more than taking a mixed stock of factors from my body. My body is becoming bloodthirsty. Half of them have become blood-sucking rashes.

"Doctor..."

You noticed my heart like that, Sugiura groaned sadly.

"Don't look like that, Sugiura..."

"But, Doctor... You're going to be a bloodsucker......?

"It may already be..."

That's what I said, I looked up at the ceiling (I meant to). After listening to the conversation between me and Sugiura, Hono said, "Um, I'm here, too," but for now, I decided to focus on the atmosphere.

"Sugiura, if I become a sucker for losing myself, then..."

"At that time...?

"Kill me with your hands."

Sugiura hacks and stares at me with her big eyes. Hono said in a small voice, 'Um, how can a teacher die?' He muttered, and that certainly made me wonder a lot, too, but I still looked at the atmosphere with emphasis and pretended not to hear it.

"Sir…. Okay, but..."

"Good boy..."

I don't ask ahead of 'But'. I'm sure that's because it only dulls Sugiura's resolve.

At that moment, my whole body felt like it pulsed with dokun. It's an illusion. My body is a scab. It can't be blood or anything.

But I remember feeling a lot like this before. That's when the days haven't passed since I moved into this world. It was when I woke up to Phase 2 Ability: Infinite Playback.

Even then, there was a sense of pulsating throughout the body and a fever that scorched and dissolved the body.

Oh, here we go. I understand. This must be exactly a signal of awakening to Phase 3!

That was never welcome to me. It's as if they pushed a burnout on the brain marrow. I don't have a brain marrow! Still, I can see the pain I should have lost screaming. I pushed my voice to death, and I got bored.

"Ugh, gu...!

"Sir!?

"Looks like we're finally here... Even this, and if I get a blood-sucking wig...!

"No, no! Doctor! No! I..."

Oh, that's what you told me, no matter what you look like, because you're on your side.

But that's no good, Sugiura. I'm a teacher, a teacher. The teacher should be on the student's side, but the student should not be on the teacher's side. Because the existence of a teacher is only used by students, and most importantly, when degrees pass, the Board of Education is watched.

"Mr. Seung-woo!

Hono-san called my name too.

Sugiura reaches out to me. But I can no longer even scream. I had the feeling that my body was gradually changing. A body as magnificent as a wooden knife, pinned and stretched, reshaped. Shushu and smoke rise, and......

Poop.

Smoke played along with the bright noise and I rolled to the floor.

No, I might have been right to say that I fell perfectly, rather than rolled. My appearance was no longer a rash or anything.

Yes, if you say so, fish opening.

It was like a dry product.

What is this? What happened?

I don't understand what happened to me and look around. No, I can't look around because I don't have a neck.

The fever and pain that engulfed his whole body was already pulling off completely. I just went from a rash to a fish opening, and more than that, I don't feel like something has changed. Are you gonna tell me this is Phase Three?

But so far, nothing like a blood-sucking impulse. I'm staying with me.

"Sir...?

Sugiura snapped her neck and slowly tried to reach out to me.

"Sugiura..."

I'll get her name, too.

Honestly, I was relieved. I have reached a new stage without ever becoming a terrible scab bucket. I can no longer serve stock to everyone in my class, but now I can stay in the cooking area again. No, I can even take delicious stock from the dried food. If infinite playback is still alive, but...

"Sugiura, I'm sorry. You got me worried. Apparently I..."

When I called, Sugiura, who was reaching out to me, stopped.

"... Sugiura?

"... Kuck"

"Huh?"

Shortly afterwards, Sugiura held her own nose, one or two steps behind her. I don't know how common the concept of two steps a step in that octopus-foot growing lower body is, but for now, it was so backward with a sense of body.

On its face comes a color that makes me see something incredible.

"Oh, sorry, Doctor! Hey, this... unreasonable! I can't, I can't, I can't!!

I'll tell you what, Sugiura held her nose and left the cooking area with a dash.

"Sugiura!? Hey, Sugiura!?

Even if I call desperately, Sugiura will not return. I tried to ask Hono what this was all about, but she was closing the cover and falling on the shelf.

Hono-san had passed out.

Apparently, I was being a jerk.

Furthermore, when it comes to whether this is a Phase 3 capability, it seems indescribable. In the first place, I was irregular in this class, and even more importantly, I was reincarnated into something unexpected called a rash, which makes it difficult to fit into existing data.

Red Well, who was completely pale after ingesting blood, told me that as he picked his nose.

"Why did you get creepy in the first place? Does Mr. Red Well's blood work like crumb juice?

"Will you not say bad things to people?

Redwell sends a cold gaze to Sugiura, who also tilts his neck as he picks his nose.

"Because I'm dragged to the spirit by what I look like after reincarnation... Odd, didn't your body rot too because your teacher is mentally rotten?

"Oh, my God."

Well, I guess not. I wanted to make a difference. If you say that, even the rest of them will be transformed into all sorts of things depending on how you feel about them.

But I didn't tell you because I felt like I was going to be cleaned up with 'cause the teacher is an irregular' where I said how much that was. It just didn't turn out to be Sur Stremmings, you should think it was good.

Red well then left the cooking room with his nose pinched. They want to explain everything to the whole class.

"Damn, what am I supposed to do now..."

"... we'll have to find a way back to the rash, won't we?

Pinching his nose, Sugiura says like any other HR. I'm a little mucky.

"By and large, why do you hate me so much! She must be a fixer's daughter!

"I didn't deal with my jacuzzi... I have a good nose."

"Even though it's octopus!?

"It's not an octopus. It's Scylla. Scylla may have a dog in her lower body."

"So what about having a good nose! That's how you make a setup just for the aftermath, and one day you're gonna be broke! I'm familiar with it!

"I don't want to be told by a teacher that suddenly creeps me out"

Come on.

I couldn't say it back.

The crumbs are delicious. I know that very well because I used to handle it occasionally at my parents' dryer. But sawdust is what you eat, and it is never what guides people. Where Kusaya became a teacher and drooled her high school theory, it turns out that she is only a snubber for her students.

In my case, the pattern of the teacher creeping up, but at this point, it won't make a big difference.

"... I told you I'd be on your side any way you look..."

I squeal.

"I could say that if I were Katsushi Sensei of Kazuba, but Kuyasha, hey..."

Sugiura said so, pinching her nose, and headed to the exit of the cooking room.

"Well, I'll go deck to listen to Mr. Red Well... Doctor, think of a way to get back to the rash..."

As it were, Sugiura really left the cooking room. What a thin guy.

I did my gaze on the bookshelf, puffy and angry. Mr. Hono is still passed out. She also felt the handling was quite messy, and I felt secretly sympathetic. For Mr. Hono's sake, we'll have to find a way back to the rash.

It wasn't long after that that the mysterious light shoved down on me and my consciousness broke off with Putung.