[X] Professor of Religious Studies at Yasogami High
[X] A key and an address on the edge of town
The address written on the paper turns out to be a good distance away from the station; coupled with your unfamiliarity with the area, you end up walking around the town until sundown. By the time you find the right location, it has begun to rain rather heavily.
You find yourself staring at a boarded-up storefront hidden in the shadow of a warehouse. It is surrounded by a handful of plain houses, and it is just a few blocks away from where the homes peter out and the mountain's slope begins. The front of the building is shut tight, but with a quick look around you find another door around the back; you need to give the key a few tries before it opens with a squeak. You quickly step inside, shaking the water from your hair as you feel around for a light switch. You find it, and thankfully the light tubes above your head buzz to life after only a few sputters. It appears to have been a convenience store or something similar, judging by the counter and the rows of shelves, now empty of any products. You take a moment to examine it. It is fairly cramped, with narrow aisles, but if you were to toss out the shelves you would have a decently spacious workspace; something to consider later. As you would expect, it is also very dusty, but none of the furniture seems excessively rusty or worn. You would wager it hasn't been vacant for more than a couple months at most. Checking the back area reveals a bathroom and kitchenette, fortunately with running water. Unlike most of the surrounding buildings, this one is not made of wood but concrete, so it should be decently soundproof, and with the front boarded up nobody will be able to see whether the lights are on from the outside.
Satisfied, you take the narrow staircase behind the counter up to a small attic. The only furnishings are a double bed with a bare mattress, a wardrobe and an old television. You take a closer look at the screen; it is a bulky thing, boxed in wood, relying on primitive light emission technology. From what you've observed thus far, even putting aside the singularities, this world's level of technology appears to be significantly inferior to the City's. You turn it on, finding it set to a news program. It seems to be covering some sort of political scandal, but since you lack the context to place any names, you quickly grow disinterested and turn it off. Instead, you decide to just dry yourself off and go to sleep early; tomorrow will be the first day of your new job, as well as the beginning of your investigation proper.
April 12th, Tuesday
You make sure to rise early and arrive to your new workplace with plenty of time to spare. The morning is again rainy, but luckily you manage to procure an umbrella from a street-side vendor on your way there. Yasogami High School is located on the west end of Inaba, somewhat removed from the noise of the town. The only path to reach it is a wide paved road, flanked by rows of trees and leading all the way up to the metal gate. The school itself consists of two stone buildings, three stories for the front one and two for the back, linked by covered hallways and enveloping a central courtyard. Overall, it is a little plain, but not too dissimilar to what you might find in a Nest. However, unlike those institutions filled with desperate individuals willing and eager to trample one another for the privilege of becoming a Feather, Yasogami High hosts a much lighter atmosphere. From the moment you cross the entrance, you can see and hear students conversing, laughing together and gossiping about the most frivolous topics. Once again, it seems you will have to reexamine your expectations if you are to blend in successfully.
You make a quick visit to the principal's office to receive your assignments. Apparently, one of the school's faculty members has recently resigned in, from what you gather from the old man's demeanor, unsavory circumstances, and this is how your application was fast-tracked with so little scrutiny. Aside from teaching your chosen subject, you will be responsible for taking on the role of homeroom teacher for class 2-2.
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"I'm telling you, it was that announcer chick from the news, I saw her!"
"Seriously dude? The Midnight Channel? you believe in that crap?"
"It's totally real, I turned on the TV after twelve and there she was! It was kinda spooky..."
You overhear some of the students chattering excitedly. A couple of heads turn your way when you enter the classroom, but most remain absorbed in their conversations. You walk over to the desk and drop your briefcase heavily on top of it, snapping the class to attention.
"If I may have your attention for a moment" you begin with an even tone. "My name is Professor Hokma. I regret to inform you that your homeroom teacher Mr. Morooka has stepped down due to personal reasons. Therefore, I will be fulfilling that role from today forwards. I will also be teaching Religious Studies, beginning with today's first and second periods."
Whispering breaks out among the students. There is confusion at your announcement, as well as relief, which you did not expect. You give them a moment before you continue. "Now, I believe we have a new transfer student joining us today. Narukami Yu, would you mind stepping forward?"
You are amused at seeing the surprised look on the face of the same grey-haired teenager you met at the train yesterday. As soon as he joins you at the front of the class, however, your own eyebrows shoot up in shock. Standing this close to him, a sudden sensation makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. Instinctively, you place your hand on top of your briefcase, where your Books reside. It feels slightly warm to the touch.
You quickly school your expression back into neutrality; fortunately, it seems the class was mostly focused on his introduction. You watch him closely as he returns to his seat and resumes talking quietly with a girl in a green jacket sitting next to him. He does not give any indication that he has noticed anything amiss. Whatever has made the abnormalities react, maybe he himself is not aware of it? It certainly was not present yesterday.
You are forced to put aside those thoughts and focus back on the class; it would not do to tip your hand and invite suspicion this early. You clear your throat, cutting off the chatter.
"With this matter taken care of, we shall begin with today's lecture immediately. I will be assigning you the mandatory reading material for the introductory syllabus. I expect you to be well acquainted with its contents before next weeks lesson."
You pay no attention to the wave of dismay that passes through the class as the relief from earlier evaporates in an instant. Your position as a teacher might just be a temporary cover, but you are a man of principles, and you will educate these children to the full extent of your abilites.
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"This concludes today's lecture. You are dismissed."
Around twenty sighs of relief follow your declaration as various students slump over their desks or complain of aching wrists. Before either you or your students can finish packing, though, the school's public announcement system comes to life:
"Attention, all teachers. Please report immediately to the faculty office for a brief staff meeting. All students must return to their classrooms and are not to leave the school until further notice."
Frowning at this unexpected turn of events, you pick up your briefcase and step out into the hallway. As you make your way to the faculty office, you pick up the sound of sirens in the distance. You try to look out one of the windows to find the source, but find no luck: the rain has stopped, but now a thick fog has risen, stopping you from making out anything useful. The meeting is short, and similarly uninformative. Apparently, a 'violent incident' has taken place nearby, and police are now investigating the area. The principal was contacted and there is now a squad car standing by at the school's entrance, presumably out of concern for the students' safety. Most of the faculty devolves into pointless worrying and conjectures. It perplexes you that just one event would warrant this level of reaction, but you once again remind yourself that you are not in the City; this sort of thing must be unusual for the people of this town. The decision is made to send the students straight home, and a few minutes later the PA system delivers an announcement to that effect. Soon, the student body begins to trickle out of the school, with more excitement than trepidation.
The principal dismisses the meeting shortly after. Now, you are free to act as you see fit. You decide to:
[] Investigate the transfer student
- [] Check the school's records on him
- [] Attempt to follow him
- [] Talk to him directly
[] Investigate the incident
- [] Talk to the police
- [] Attempt to investigate on your own
[] Something Else? (Write-In)