Prologue 3: I Respectfully Request Your Attention
Authors: Kappa Alliance/Midori Yuma
Translated by Gumihou
I respectfully request your attention.
My name is Yuri Shizuka, a first-year high school student.
In my past life, I was known as the White Sage of the East, one of the Three Great Demon Kings of Maydea.
When I was a baby yet to learn Japanese,  the language of a country in this particular world, I already have complete memories of a different life and several different languages attached to it,
I could probably make a lot of money if I were to reveal such a story at an academic conference.
The knowledge that a place like Maydea exists would certainly surprise this world. On the other hand, if I failed to properly handle this information, I might be taken to an American laboratory and taken apart by curious scientists.
Only two other people shared these memories with me.
I shall say it first, the title of Demon King doesn’t suit me at all. That’s because I was more of a sage than a demon. In fact, I was a rather good Demon King, all things considered.
I was granted the title of Demon King due to my unusually high MP levels. I was definitely the most powerful White Magic user.
However, I committed one great mistake in my life.
In order to stop the quarrel between the Black Demon King of the North and the Crimson Witch of the West, I recruited a young boy to become a ‘Hero’. Unfortunately, this guy turned out to be someone rather… outrageous.
I can only say that I never saw it. Not until he had gone against my advice and tricked his companions into murdering the prince of a great Eastern Continent.
I was very angry with his actions and tried to strip him of his Hero title and power but was instead, trapped and killed by this guy.
Moreover, it would appear that he had also robbed me of various things like Spirit Contracts and several magical tools.
It was a miserable and pathetic end.
When I found out, I could have dived into a hole in shame if there was one nearby…
I must admit, though. The conditions of my reincarnated life were not bad. One could even say that it was wonderful.
I was born into a wealthy family with respectable parents and a cute little sister. Since young, I made to partake in various lessons such as tea ceremonies, kendo and the violin. Even so, rather than finding them tiresome, these lessons were more like fun games to me.
The tea ceremony was especially wonderful. Enjoying bitter matcha in a tranquil place makes me feel lighter. As though my body had escaped from the memories of my past life, if only for a moment.
Maki-chan, also known as Makiko Oda. Tooru Saiga or Tooru-kun.
Both had been my enemies.
I had once fought them, believing that I could never forgive the two Demon Kings who would casually destroy the world as one would trample on ants due to their abundant magical powers.
Now, however, it would be difficult for me to call us enemies.
I believe it is the same for my companions.
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“I’ve just seen the new teacher!! He’s so super cool~~”
“No way, where? I want to see him too~~”
The girls in my class are really noisy today.
As the class president, I should be able to catch a glimpse of this cool new teacher when I fetch the daily logbook from the staffroom.
Yes, the moment I was about to enter the room, I caught a glimpse of the teacher through a gap in the door.
It was only an instant, but my heart nearly jumped out of my chest.
I hurried back to the classroom. I had to inform Maki-chan and Tooru-kun.
Because I just had a realisation
There was no way I would ever mistaken ‘him’…!
My classmates were a little surprised to see me, their calm and collected class president, suddenly rushing into the classroom, but I could care less about that.
That guy is here!!
“Maki-chan, Tooru-kun!! The new teacher, he’s…”
I cannot put into words the strange feeling I get running down my back.
Maki-chan and Tooru-kun were looking at me with astonished faces. No, they were looking at someone behind me with astonished faces.
The man, our new teacher, looking very dapper in a new suit was smiling slightly at us with his beautiful face.
The girls in my class were all going ‘kyaa, kyaa’ and I wished they would just shut up.
“It’s been a long time, hasn’t it? I never thought I’d find all three of you in the same school.”
“… …. eh?”
The three of us paled. Of course, we did.
That’s because the person responsible for our deaths is standing right before our eyes.
However, if we thought about it, if the three of us could reincarnate, why not this ‘Hero’ guy…
“What the hell are you doing here?!”
The first person who showed a strong reaction was Tooru-kun.
That’s because he was the one with the greatest grudge against this man.
I kept saying, ‘Calm down, calm down,’ but really, I have no idea what to do either.
Suddenly, I heard a loud thump.
Maki-chan, still seated in her chair, banged the table with her fist.
“…how about… we go to the Past Life Confession Room?”
As expected of the club president.
This club name was too appropriate, I doubt there could be a more appropriate place for today’s confrontation.
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The new teacher’s name is Keisuke Kano, 25 years old.
A world history teacher who is somehow older than all of us, despite having died after he had killed us.
That’s right, this is our nemesis, the ‘Hero’ whom we cannot forget.
The biggest regret of my past life. For, I was the one who had nurtured this guy and granted him the power to become a ‘Hero’.
[Gumihou: Okay, that escalated quickly.]
 Filling in the ‘Unspoken’. Often, when it comes to Japanese novels, the translation might be a bit lacking since the author deliberately chooses to use fewer words and let the reader fill in the blanks through a preset cultural understanding.  Deleted some details since it had already been repeated in the first two prologues.
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