"Hen-Hen?" Heath arched a brow when he saw his cousin waiting for him as he reached the main road. "Yo!" the blond greeted before they both walked back to Henko's apartment. Their way home was rather uneventful, marked only by light chattering. This was how Henko perceived their trip. Meanwhile, Heath took advantage of the situation, attempting to glean more information about his parallel self's old daily life from his talkative cousin. Through his efforts, he did manage to gather some basic information and cross-referenced it with what he knew from his previous life. One noteworthy match was the names of his parents and a few others from his family tree. Despite differences in surname and social status, the core element aligned. This made him wonder if there were other similar facts that could be uncovered if he persisted in his inquiries. Before he knew it, they were back at the comfort of their humble abode, preparing a meal for their dinner. "So, do you feel at home in your ne

Heath hummed to himself as he flipped through more pages of the files in his current possession. In the name of collecting data about his new environment, Heath had observed their target the entire day before proceeding to ask both Perry and Lillian if they had any additional information on each and every student of I-9. After all, above all else, he was now a teacher. So, rather than focusing on his mutant co-worker, his primary attention should be on the students’ development. With that in mind, Heath carefully examined each file, paying close attention to every student's record. He reviewed their accomplishments, acknowledged their difficulties, and tried to understand what made each of them special. In his new role, Heath wasn't just keeping track of facts; he was also making initial notes on how to assist these young students in growing and succeeding in their futures. Regarding that, quite surprisingly, through the short observation, Heath discovered that the mutant had a few

Putting aside the initial shock caused by the uproar at the beginning of the class, everyone could now see how Heath was not only a prominent teacher but also an excellent cook.‘It’s quite amazing just how efficient Sensei is,’ Zane couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe. There wasn't a single wasted moment. Moreover, the brunet displayed the patience of a saint, as evidenced by his tolerance for Zara’s clumsiness, Lia’s never-ending questions, and even Perry’s constant disruptions. It was surprising how unflappable he remained.Actually, that last part left Zane slightly baffled. “I thought the class would end up in disaster…”“I know right? I’m just as surprised,” Jitsuo expressed his astonishment. After the previous incident, the brunet eventually approached the sulking homeroom teacher, presenting a fresh batch of cupcakes, ones that were still in the oven, as compensation for what had transpired. Perry dubbed this as the only correct way to apologize after such a tragic prank.

"Should we… be worried that those two are hitting it off this well?" Jitsuo sweatdropped. He was among the few students demoted to this class rank due to a drastic decline in his scores rather than bad behavior, just like some of his peers. By now, no one is even paying attention to the gym class or Lillian anymore, including Lia, who replied to their class rep with glee, "I don't know, man. But I'm preparing myself for something to happen." She was bemused by the sight of their Heath-sensei aggressively shoving the remaining contents of the food basket into their mutagenic Homeroom teacher's mouth. “Honestly, I’m not even sure what we’re witnessing right now, but shouldn't we interfere?” Zane sweatdropped at the rapid pace of their teachers’ bizarre and fast interactions. To him, observing these two felt like watching the personification of his last two brain cells at 2 am, counting down the hours to an exam. He found it both hilarious and concerning how, in one moment, the two a

As soon as he reached the school ground, he noticed that only Perry was in the teacher room. The mutant was comically writing in his planner, like he usually does during his morning routine, when Heath greeted him before heading to class. A yawn escaped his lips as he made his way through the creaky hallway. "Damn, I'm tired," he thought. He knew that Henko had been pointing this out during breakfast, but by then, his mind was still running a mile away. Meanwhile, despite the buzzing alarm in his head, nothing seemed out of the ordinary right now. So, whatever his Enhanced Insight was trying to warn him about, it likely wouldn't happen yet. Probably somewhere around noon, or at the earliest, when his two other coworkers arrived at the school. According to Perry, they would arrive in three hours or so because they had a meeting with the chairman first. "Honestly, the fact that the chairman is agreeing to any of this is—" he paused, searching for the right word. "Sick? Icky?" Well, at