Forest Hill Elentary School.
One of the oldest and most established public elentary schools in Queens, New York, United States.
"It is truly an honor for our school that Rimuru can attend. Please rest assured, our school will definitely make Rimuru feel the care of a family!"
After hanging up the phone, the principal of Forest Hill Elentary School couldn't help wiping his sweat.
Who exactly was this Rimuru Tempest? It was just a transfer, yet in half a day he had already received calls from three prominent figures.
The first was from the Director of the Queens Education Bureau, who specifically reminded him that a student nad Rimuru would soon be transferring to Forest Hill Elentary School and asked him to take good care of her.
If that call only made him pay a little attention, the second call shocked him—it was from Iron Man, Tony Stark, who was currently at the height of his fa.
He personally instructed the school to take good care of Rimuru and then donated five million U.S. dollars to Forest Hill Elentary School.
Upon hearing this news, the principal almost fainted from excitent. He even wondered if he had misheard a zero.
An elentary school is not a university, especially not a public one. He had been a principal for over twenty years and had almost never seen a donation—let alone one this large.
How inhumanly rich!
As for the third call, it was even more mysterious. An Agent from the FBI nad Natasha Romanoff called to inform him that the school would temporarily be under FBI surveillance and requested his cooperation.
Natasha promised that if he perford well during the mission, his position might be moved up in a few years.
The principal was stunned. He had been an elentary school principal for twenty years and had almost resigned himself to staying in that position until retirent.
Now there was a chance for promotion?!
Who exactly was Rimuru Tempest?
Tempest… was there any prominent figure in the country with that surna?
The principal was puzzled, but that didn't stop him from conveying the instructions from above tenfold—no, a hundredfold—to the school's teachers.
What Rimuru didn't know was that even before she enrolled, she was already well-known among the school's higher-ups.
She also didn't know that those prominent figures were even more enthusiastic about her enrollnt than she imagined.
Rimuru initially thought she would be very resistant to attending elentary school, but when she actually walked onto the campus, her heart instead felt calm.
She could certainly disregard S.H.I.E.L.D.'s arrangents, but that would an openly rejecting S.H.I.E.L.D.'s goodwill.
Rimuru's ability was amazing, but at her core, Rimuru was extrely laid-back; she hated trouble more than anything.
Thinking of the Hulk being chased around by his father-in-law every day, occasionally eating peanuts and waterlon, Rimuru suddenly felt that going to elentary school was actually pretty good.
Thus, Rimuru naturally beca a student at Forest Hill Elentary School.
And why choose this public elentary school? There was only one reason—Peter Parker was a student here.
Entering Marvel and not taking Little Spider as a future subordinate—what difference was there between that and being a salted fish?
As soon as she entered the school, Rimuru received a warm welco from the principal. The treatnt was comparable to a high-ranking education bureau inspection.
This made Rimuru a bit speechless. Principal, really? Is it okay to fawn over a student like this?
When she t her horoom teacher, Ms. Jacqueline, Rimuru was even more surprised. Her gentle attitude, kind tone, and sweet smile were sothing she had never seen in her previous or current life.
This level of preferential treatnt for a student was only slightly below a certain university's "full scholarship three study companions."
Far? Not far at all!
Classroom.
Teacher Jacqueline stood at the podium, beaming. "I have good news for everyone. We have a new student transferring into our class today. Everyone, please welco her!"
Clap clap!
A sparse round of applause spread across the classroom. The students were curious, but subtly, there was also so rejection and dislike.
To avoid disrupting academic progress, transfers usually occurred at the beginning of a sester.
But now it was the end of the sester, with sumr vacation only a month away—clearly not a good ti to transfer.
Of course, such things had happened before, and fairly often.
In the United States, children from powerful and influential families generally attend private schools.
Unless, for example, they were advised to withdraw for a major mistake—and were then forced to transfer into a public school.
So when the students heard "transfer," their first thought was—is this so trash a private school didn't want, dumped into our class?
However, the mont Rimuru entered the classroom, every student's eyes widened instantly. Their breathing quickened, and for a mont, you could hear a pin drop.
Oh my god, THIS was the new transfer student?
She was too beautiful. Too cute.
Even in the school uniform, she looked completely different.
She resembled a girl who had stepped out of a painting—especially with her long blue hair and golden pupils, making her look astonishingly otherworldly.
"Hello everyone, my na is Rimuru Tempest. Please take good care of from now on!"
After writing her na on the blackboard with chalk, Rimuru gave a simple introduction.
This ti, the classroom imdiately erupted in enthusiastic applause—wave after wave.
"Is this the new transfer student? She's so cute!"
"We're so lucky to be classmates with her!"
"Her eye color is actually golden. Is she wearing colored contacts? She's so beautiful!"
Hearing the chattering voices of her classmates, Rimuru sighed. The Earth was no longer the Earth of the past—but the world was still the sa world.
Looks determined everything.
With the skill Magic Perception, Rimuru's five senses were far too sharp.
She had heard every word of the earlier disdain from many classmates—many even saying openly, "Here cos another piece of trash."
But when they saw her face, everything changed!
In an instant, she beca one of the most popular students in the class.
Jacqueline smiled. "Since everyone has t, Rimuru, please sit next to Peter Parker!"
Huh?
Little Peter Parker was stunned.
He had been eating lon the whole ti, right?
When had such heaven-defying good luck fallen upon him?
But then, feeling the naked hostility radiating from the surrounding classmates, Peter's scalp began tingling.
Oh no, oh no, this hate being drawn toward … this is a fem fatale!
To avoid getting beaten up by the class bullies, even if I, Peter Parker, starve to death, jump off a building, or die right here—I will absolutely NOT talk to Rimuru!
Rimuru set down her small backpack, then turned and said to Little Spider, "My na is Rimuru, and we'll be deskmates from now on. Please take good care of !"
Peter's face turned red. He stamred, "I—I—I'm Peter Benjamin Parker. I live in the XXX community in Forest Hill, Queens, with Aunt May and Uncle Ben. Aunt May is… Uncle Ben calls Peter. My classmates usually call 'Nerd Peter,' and Thompson calls 'Insignificant Peter'!"
Pfft!
Rimuru couldn't help laughing. She was just saying hello, not conducting a household registration survey!
Was Little Spider's talkative nature already developing at this age?
Seeing Rimuru laugh, Peter's little face turned even redder. He awkwardly scratched the back of his head, looking dazed and adorably silly.
So cute—he must be a boy!
After seeing Little Spider's cute face, a thought suddenly popped into Rimuru's mind. And once it appeared, it wouldn't go away!
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