While riding the carriage I had barely managed to catch, I decided to ponder my current situation instead of maintaining my roleplay.

‘…It would be nice to have Bead here to think things through with me at a time like this.’

But there was no response from Bead. No, more than that, it felt like ‘my’ entire System had stopped functioning.

Just like when I fell into the Demon Realm.

A parallel world similar yet different from the reality I had experienced so far.

Thinking about it simply, it looked like a space where the hypothetical “What if I could use skills and met the real Chris?” had been realized.

In terms of a novel, it would be like an alternate side story.

‘But is that really all? What exactly does Narrow Eyes expect from me?’

[I can hear your brain rattling. If you have nothing to do, go to sleep.]

My thoughts were cut off by a remark from Real Chris. Ah, her intuition is annoyingly sharp.

Well, I wouldn’t get an answer just by worrying alone anyway. Since she’s acting as my guide for now, maybe I should ask her something.

“Um… Chris.”

[Refrain from asking useless questions.]

“Why are you acting as a guide, Chris? You’re the true strongest. Did you really die in a train accident or something?”

[The strongest?]

“That’s what they say in Korea. I mean, look at these insane skills. These aren’t Transmigrator perks, right? They’re just the magic you originally possessed, manifested in the form of skills, aren’t they?”

[You have a loose tongue. None of your business.]

“Then at least tell me how you’ve lived until now! I’m talking about your past. Do you know how much I suffered because I didn’t know that…”

[What nonsense are you spouting? It’s unnecessary information for the quest.]

“Ah, then what should I say when I meet your acquaintances? Pretend I don’t know them?”

[I have no acquaintances.]

Don’t give me that nonsense, you Demon Lord’s army celebrity that the Holy Emperor has his eye on.

If you’re going to be stubborn, I can’t help it.

“Now, look. If you don’t tell me, I’m going to walk around making this kind of face all the time!”

[Are you out of your mind?]

“I’ll walk around doing handstands while singing loudly, is that okay? Can you handle me headbanging with every step I take!”

[…Haa. How did I end up with someone like this.]

As expected, Real Chris was also someone obsessed with style.

* * *

‘Come to think of it, there’s no need to maintain a roleplay in this world.’

Not only can I use magic, but I’m overflowing with skills.

There’s no need to act like the original Chris, either.

‘I mean, there are plenty of tropes where people say your personality changed after possession.’

In other words, I’ll go with the setting that Chris regained her manners after the train accident.

Then wouldn’t I become friends with the Protagonist faster, and wouldn’t solving the quests be easier too?

[You’ve got that look in your eyes again, thinking about strange things. Focus on the gargoyle, the gatekeeper. First, prepare your ID-]

“Hello there, Mr. Gargoyle. I’m Chris Dotton!”

[What’s with that cheerful voice?]

“Could you let me in? I’m a new professor, and I was in a train accident on my way here.”

[Why is your tongue sticking out! Is your mouth crooked!]

Shut up, Real Chris. Since things have come to this, let my true personality, which I couldn’t show in reality, shine a little.

My rampage continued after that.

“…E-Excuse me, are you okay?”

“Are you worried about me? Thank you! I’m Chris Dotton, the professor in charge of your class. Could you perhaps guide me?”

I showed kindness to the Protagonist.

“Are you perhaps Professor Chris, the professor in charge of X-Class-“

“That’s right! I’m your professor. Since today is the first day, why don’t we start with some light introductions?”

I held an orientation class instead of self-study to ensure the kids wouldn’t leave.

“Angelina, let’s have a little chat.”

I even gave her a thorough anti-smoking education.

Bandage showed up, and the first practical lesson I was most worried about-

“No way, I had a feeling it might be, but you really are Chris-“

“Get lost!”

“…?!”

I resolved it by using a forced Spatial Magic skill to remove him from the premises before he could pretend to know me.

‘This is easy. It’s way too easy.’

Everything went smoothly.

I was truly an overpowered character, and there was no threat to my life. I was earning normal trust from those around me. I didn’t need to hide anything or scheme. No problems arose.

‘This is fun.’

I was getting used to it. To this comfort.

“Ah, a sparring quest popped up.”

I did this with Narrow Eyes’ class. I wonder if he’s the homeroom teacher for Class Y here too?

I casually peeked around the area, and a man opened the classroom door and came out.

‘A familiar face… or features?’

My eyes narrowed involuntarily.

How should I put this… he looked similar to the Narrow Eyes I knew, but his impression was much blurrier.

It was like looking at an extra whose description of eyes, nose, and mouth had been omitted.

‘Come to think of it, there were kids in our class who gave off this kind of vibe at first.’

The guys who mocked Michael (I called them out separately and disciplined them), or the professors just passing by.

‘If they’re nameless extras in the original work, do they normally look like this? This is another difference from reality.’

But Narrow Eyes had a name. Should I try calling him as a test?

“Professor Yujin.”

“…?”

“Aren’t you Professor Yujin?”

“Are… you talking to me?”

When I nodded, Narrow Eyes looked at me with a slightly dumbfounded expression.

“…!”

Yes, our eyes met.

The expression that hadn’t been visible just a moment ago was now fully visible.

The face of the very Narrow Eyes I knew, now wide open.

As if showing that a named extra had been promoted to a supporting role.

[Tsk, you did something unnecessary. You shouldn’t carelessly give names to such people.]

At that moment, I heard Real Chris’s whispering voice.

“What do you mean ‘such people’, could you explain a bit…”

[It means that guy gained a sense of existence because of you. Well, be careful from now on. One of them won’t act as a major variable.]

Then she firmly shut her mouth.

So she was telling me not to give names to these extras from now on.

‘No, wait, I didn’t give him a name, I just called him by his original name.’

A question arose but soon strangely dissipated.

I felt like the sense of incongruity regarding this situation was fading as time passed, but-

“If you’re okay with it, shall we have a sparring match between our classes?”

“Ah, I’d be grateful… Professor Chris?”

“Feel free to shorten it and call me Keu-ssaem. That’s how they did it where I used to live.”

It wasn’t long before even that was forgotten.

Time flew by like an arrow. Like a person rereading a story they’ve already read, flipping through the pages swiftly.

The kids grew up, and I grew closer to Real Chris as we bickered.

I occasionally ate meals with Narrow Eyes, and when Bandage or the Holy Emperor showed unnecessary interest, I coolly swatted them away.

There were no unreasonable quests. Only quests that I could moderately handle.

“The final winner of this year’s Bedallua Academy tournament is the 3rd year’s X-Class!”

Even without cheat keys, the kids won the tournament to the best of their abilities.

“You’ve all heard the news of the Demon Lord’s army’s revival, right? They say they’ll be invading here soon. The adults say it’s not your time to step up, but… I think differently. This is our Academy, so let’s protect it ourselves!”

Composedly dealing with the trials that naturally came to the Protagonist’s group.

“Professor, once this battle is over, we’ll be graduating soon. There’s… something I want to tell you then.”

I didn’t miss out on the youthful events either.

Just like that, it was suddenly the Protagonist’s second semester of his third year. The end of the Academy arc within <Hero Rampage>.

Only after reaching this point did I finally face the ‘Last Main Quest’.

And.

“Haha, damn it… So the purpose of all those quests was this?”

I finally came to my senses.

* * *

[Main Quest: Request of the Earth God 5-15]

[This quest will mark the end of the Main Quests.]

[Do you wish to check the quest?]

[Yes/No]

As I stared blankly at the System window, Real Chris’s face suddenly popped up.

[Why aren’t you checking it right now? It would be better to deal with it quickly.]

“Ugh, seriously. Are your sensibilities completely dead, Chris? You can get a little emotional when I say it’s the last one.”

[Didn’t you always want to be free from the quests? I thought you were waiting for the moment of liberation.]

“Well… it’s true that it was a bit annoying, but it was alright. I got to banter with a bloodless, tearless killing machine mage like you.”

[Even if your mouth is crooked, speak properly. It was all your one-sided nonsense.]

“Come on, I saw you smiling last time, don’t deny it. Oh right, what happens to you when the quests are all over? Do you ascend to the afterlife?”

Real Chris crossed her arms and answered.

[There is a price I agreed to receive in exchange for assisting you. I will obtain that and leave.]

“Oh, thank goodness it wasn’t unpaid labor. I mean, you don’t have the personality to put up with something like that.”

[You’re noisy. What do you plan to do once this is all over?]

“I have to keep living as Chris Dotton, so who knows? Staying at the Academy is fine too, but I’m also thinking about retiring. Peacefully, while occasionally hearing news about the kids.”

[…Is that so.]

Real Chris was silent for a moment before continuing.

[Then don’t waste any more time and check the quest. From the looks of it, there isn’t much left.]