Jayr POV - Real World, Earth, Japan, Tokyo - 2001

  After the usual m routine, I left V-mon, Wormmon, and Patamon in my Soulbouory to py and pass time with Bidi and the Nymphs, and then, I drove my bike to the Yodobashi Elementary School where I'll be spending most of the m knowing my students, introdug myself and what they are going to learn a few times, and then try to pull off a fun and iing css.

  Once I arrive at my destination at 6.45 AM, I calmly park my bike at the parking space reserved for the school staff, and then, I head toward the main building with my helmet in hand, this time, I don't enter anyone on my way to the building and so, I walk ihe building without stopping, greeting the occasional janitors, that are going through o check of the status of the various s before the school opens to the students, aoward the Teachers' Lounge.

  The Teachers' Lounge, is a medium/rge open offitered from a hallway with sliding doors at both ends, it has high ceilings with demountable partition walls with window transoms, which gives a light and open feeling.

  It is simir to a lot of open-yout offices in Japan, with a regur figuration with desks around a perimeter with an opeer.

  The Vice Principal usually sits at the front of the regle and the teachers are arranged by either grade or seniority.

  The Teachers' Louge has a wall of ets, sinks, office equipment, and other things like copiers, bckboards, and everything else needed.

  The principal has his own office adjat to the Teachers' Lounge, with a single door and coud tables, of course, at the moment it is empty as the principal will very likely arrive just a bit before the students.

  It is usually always buzzing with activity, as the Teachers' Lounge is the heart of the school, but as I step inside what greets me is a dimly-lit, beige-brown ndscape poputed with a few fellow tracksuit-d business suit-cd teachers, piles of recycled paper and broken stationery, dusty chalkboards with a whole bunch of kanji on them, and your cheap ed coffee lying in the wrong trash bin.

  This is the pce where the various teachers take refuge and recover from the chaos and stress caused by the hyper-active kids, and of course, it is also the pce where they prepare for their csses, write their reports, listen to the meetings and speeches of the vice-principal or even the principal, and of course, the dreadful meetings with the people of the PTA (Parent Teacher Association).

  Once I step inside, I politely greet the few teachers that are already present, among which there is Toshiaki Mori, a pin-looking young man with an oval face, short bck hair, and bck eyes, he wears a navy blue tracksuit and a pair of brown gsses.

  (Image Here - Toshiaki Mori)

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  [colpse]He is the homeroom teacher of Css 5-1, one of the csses I'm going to teach today, furthermore, he has an enormous crush on Asanuma Nami, but unfortunately, it is a one-sided one, as Nami is mostly annoyed by his stant advances, which is quite a shame as he is a pretty good and ho person.

  He is the teacher who wotery thanks to my godly intervention.

  Still, despite that, he only used the money he won to take care of his parents and fix a couple of problems.

  The what remained in his savings, and even gave up on the year-long trip around the world because it would have made things more difficult for the school, especially once he learned about the arrest of his colleague Ainara Hisoka.

  After greeting everyone, I sit on the fy chair in front of my assigned desk and start to go over and prepare for today's csses, luckily today I only have two csses.

  I'm especially lucky since as aary school teacher who teaches English, I only have a minimum of two to three and a maximum of five csses a day, which is quite a low number pared to my colleagues, even more so because I only have to teach to the 5th graders, who will learn about English for the first time, and the 6th graders, who already learned something the previous year and this year they are preparing for Middle School.

  The reason for that is that different from Japanese middle schools, where each subject is taught by a different teacher who specializes in that subject, in Japanese elementary schools, the homeroom teacher teaches most subjects, however, there is a pn to begin phasing in the middle schools' "subject teacher system" for 5th and 6th graders iary school, to help the kids in making the jump from elementary and middle school a lot more smoother.

  I tio prepare all the materials needed for my csses while I tio further refine my overall pn, 'Today, I only have to teach the 5th graders, so after the introdu, I will briefly expin to them the bare basic, meaning the Alphabet and a few very simple words and greetings, and then, I will spend the rest of css teag them a song to make it easier for them to remember the Alphabet... How difficult it be? The English Alphabet only has 26 letters, while the Japanese Hiragana and Katakana sylbaries each tain 46 basic characters or 71 including diacritics. A's not talk about Kanji as there are more than 50,000 and that is a lot over 9000!'

  Finally, it is almost time for my first css to start, so I get up from the fy chair, walk out of the Teachers' Lounge, and start to head toward the css I'm going to teach before the bell rings, the css 5-2, the one whose homeroom teacher is Asanuma Nami.

  After walking for a few minutes, I arrive in front of the door of Css 5-2 and calmly wait for the bell t indig the end of Asanuma Nami's css and the start of mine.

  I don't have to wait too long to hear the bell's pleasant chime, and a few more mier, Asanuma Nami opens the door, notices my presence, and with a smile she says, "I see that you are punctual as usual, Pucci-sehat's a very good habit to have. e in the me introduce you to the css."

  I nod and politely thank her for inviting me inside, and then I step into the .

  As expected, as soon as the students catch sight of my figure, the chaotic buzzing noise of many kids talking at the same time is unleashed, among which I catch a few more distind oions and ents.

  "Who is he?"

  "Is he a eacher?"

  "He is huge!!"

  "Is he a fn?"

  "How handsome!"

  And much more along those lines.

  But soon Asanuma Nami takes trol of the situation by yelling, "Silence!" instantly bringing the noise now, and once she has the attention of most of the students, Asanuma Nami starts to introduce me to the css, "Listen up everyohis person beside me is Pucci-sensei. He is going to be ylish Teacher starting from today."

  Taking this as my clue, I step forward and take a step forward, at the same time, Asanuma Nami steps bad positions herself in a er of the , a clear indication that she leaves everything to me, but of course as we have discussed before, she won't leave the css and will remaio evaluate my lesson and also to be ready to act or interrupt me in case something goes wrong or I lose trol of the css, of course, that isn't the only reason, she is also here to reassure the kids, after all, until now they always had the csses with their homeroom teachers, and this kind of situation is a first one for them.

  As I step forward aheir eyes fog on me, just before introdug myself, I take a quick look at the students in this css and as expected, I find a few familiar faces and focus on them o a time.

  The first oo catch my eye is undoubtedly a young boy with light skin, light brown hair, and light red eyes, he wears a blue hooded shirt over a white t-shirt, with long gray shorts, yellow wristbands on his hands, and green verse sneakers, even if he doesn't wear his iic yellow goggles over his forehead, it is very easy tnize him, he is Matsuda Takato, one of the three main protagonist of this universe, the future Tamer of Guilmon, who is from time to time stealing a few g a girl in particur, uo hide the crush he has on her.

  (Image Here - Matsuda Takato)

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  [colpse]The girl iion is another familiar face, Katou Juri, a preteen girl with brown eyes and shoulder-length brown hair which is worn with a ponytail on the left side and a green hairclip, she wears a yellow shirt under a green dress, yellow socks, and white and cerulean sneakers, she usually carries a disturbing yellow dog sock puppet with a red mouth, pink ears, bose, and dark brown eyes which at the moment is hidden somewhere.

  (Image Here - Katou Juri)

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  [colpse]She is most likely the person with the most unfortue in this universe, she is going to be the Tamer of "Jesus" Leomon.

  The reason behind that title is very different from Kira "Jesus" Yamato from the Gundam Seed Universe, where Kira has a plot armor s that he is basically able to resurrect from certaih without any rhyme or reason, Leomon is the total opposite as this Digimoo be totally uo survive until the end of any anime, manga, movie, and game, in one way or another Leomon will die, in fact, in this particur universe he even takes it up a notd literally dies for someone else's sin.

  In addition, Leomon's death would send Juri into a state of depression making her easy prey for the reemerging D-Reaper, which would use her misery to fuel itself and infiltrate the Real World in her form causing the potential destru of this whole universe, something I wish to avoid very much.

  After lingering my gaze on her for a few instants, I move on to the familiar face, Shiota Hirokazu another of the future Tamers and a very close friend of Takato who is usually the sourany Digimoed information when needed.

  He is a young boy with lightly tanned skin, spiky light brown hair, and dark blue eyes, he is slightly taller thaher kids in his age group and wears a dark blue T-shirt with a stylized cross resembling the Crest of Reliability, yellow-cream shorts, reddish brown wristbands, olive green socks, and blue and grey shoes, he usually wears a dark blue and dark green tennis visor, though he doesn't wear it during school hours as I easily see it attached to his backpabsp;

  (Image Here - Shiota Hirokazu)

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  [colpse]Right o him, there is the st future Tamer in this css, Kitagawa Kenta, another very close friend of both Takato and Kazu as the three very often gather together to py after school hours.

  He is a young boy with light skin, straight dark green hair with bangs parted in the middle, and dark eyes, he wears rge rimless gsses with silver temples, an e T-shirt under an opened khaki short-sleeved button-up shirt, dark brown shorts, white socks, and light grey shoes with aquamarine ces and soles.

  (Image Here - Kitagawa Kenta)

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  [colpse]Quickly after I took a look at all the students, I smiled and started to introduce myself, "Good m, everyone. My name is Pucci Jayr and as Asanuma-sensei just told you, I'm going to be ylish Teacher from now on, if you have any questions feel free to ask them but please, raise your hands before you ask..."

  As soon as I finish saying that a dozen hands instantly rise, and I simply pick a random student among them, it is a little boy with bck hair and brown eyes, who stands up and asks, "Pucci-sensei! My name is Yamamoto Koiji! I'd like to know how did you bee so huge?"

  Hearing that question, I smirk a little before I answer, "Well, in part it is because both my Grandfather from my mother's side and my father are very tall and so I took after them. But another important reason is that I made sure to drink a lot of milk a well as I was growing up and I also did a lot of physical activities like sports. And this is the result of all those factors."

  After replying to that question, I point at audent who wants to ask a question, this time is a girl with violet hair styled in a pigtail and reddish eyes who asks, "Where are you from, Pucci-sensei? And how old are you?" to which I calmly reply, "Well, I was born in Italy and lived there until I graduated from high school, and after that, I moved to Engnd to study at the Cambridge Uy and I lived there until I pleted my education, and then, I started to travel all around the world until I arrived in Japan a with the woman who is now my wife. As for how old I am, well, I'm 20 years old."

  This tinues for a few more minutes as the kids tio ask me a few more questions, some silly like how I make my hair look like this, which almost made me unsciously reply with "Anime Logic", some a little more serious what they should expect from my css, and after answering them, I decide that it is time to truly start my css.

  The first thing I do is a quick roll call to memorize everyone's names and faces, and after that, I start my lessons by expining the Alphabet to them while also writing down each letter with their phoic sound on the bckboard so that they copy it on their notebooks.

  After that, I started to teach them an ABg but with a little twist as I associated each letter with the name of a Digimon as I thought it could be more fun for the kids ahem remember the Alphabet even easier, especially sin this universe, the Digimon are quite popur thanks to the card game, and it seems that I was right as the kids had fun singing the song and memorized it more easily.

  Then I moved on by teag them some simple greetings like "Hello." "Good m." "Good afternoon." "Good evening." and "Goodbye." associating them with their Japanese equivalent of "Konnichiwa." "Ohayou gozaimasu." "Konbanwa." And "Sayonara."

  Just like that, the time for my first css is about to e to an end, and so, I move o my desk and say, "I think that is enough for today... Now for my css, I hope that all of you will practice the Agumoamon-on song and memorize all the greetings I have taught you today, in fact, starting from my css I want you guys to greet me in English from now on, okay?"

  In response, all the kids reply with a loud, "Yes!" which brings a smile to my face, and then, I suddenly remember a certain song and say, "Now... Since our time is about to end... would you like to listen to me singing another soed to what I taught you guys today, the Alphabet? In fact, it be sidered the level after you have mastered to sing the Alphabet."

  Once again, all the students reply with a yes, and with their permission, I smirk and start to slowly tap the desk with my hand in a way that creates a dull rhythmic sound simir to that of a drum while saying, "Very well, the title of this song is Alphabet Aerobics sung by Bckalicious. A very good and challenging song for those who want to learn English. Something I sider the single greatest vocal exercise ever created."

  And then, I start to slowly sing, "?Artificial amateurs aren't at all amazing. Analytically, I assault, animate things. Broken barriers bounded by the bomb beat. Buildings are broken, basically I'm b. Casually create catastrophes, casualties. g cats got their opies colpsing. Detonate a dime of dank daily doin' dough. Demonstrations, Don Dada on the down low.?"

  As they look at me in wonder, I start to increase the pad the rhythm as I also start to sing faster, "?Eatin' other editors with ead every eic. Epileptic episode, elevated etiquette. Furious fat fabulous fantastic. Flurries of fu feeding the fanatics. Gift got great global goods gone glorious. Gettin' Godly in his game with the goriest. Hit 'em high, hel hype, historical. Hey holocaust hints hear 'em holler at your homeboy.?"

  Finishing those verses, I start to up both the rhythm and the speed even more, "?Imitators idolize, I intimidate. In a instant, I'll rise in a irate state. Juiy jams like jheri curls, jo' joints. Justly, it's just me, writin' my journals. Kindly I'm kindling all kinds of ink on. Karate kick type Brits in my kingdom. Let me live a long life, lyrically lessons is. Learned me louses just lose to my livery.?"

  At this point, both the rhythm and speed bee difficult for those who aren't particurly good at singing at a fast pace, "?Imitators idolize, I intimidate. In a instant, I'll rise in a irate state. Juiy jams like jheri curls, jo' joints. Justly, it's just me, writin' my journals. Kindly I'm kindling all kinds of ink on. Karate kick type Brits in my kingdom. Let me live a long life, lyrically lessons is. Learned me louses just lose to my livery.?"

  After singing that st verse, I increase the pad rhythm even more, and suddenly, the song bees a difficult towister that even those who have a good mastery of the English Language would have some difficulties pulling off, "?My mind makes marvelous moves, masses. Marvel and move, many mock what I've mastered. Nap knowin' I'm urally. Knaever ck, make ionally. Operation, opposition, off, not optional. Out of sight, out of mind, wide beaming opticals. Perfected poem, powerful punes. Pummeliy powder puffs in my prime.?"

  Soon I arrive at the point that after each verse I keep going faster and faster, but while I still make sure that every word I sing be heard as clearly as possible, "?Quite quaint quotes keep quiet it's Quannum. Quarrelers ain't got a quarter of what we got, uh. Really ras, risin' up rapidly. Riding the rushing radioactivity. Super stifical sound search sought. Sileng super fire saps that are soft. Tales ten times talehey're too tough. Take that, challengers, get a tune up.?"

  At this point, all the kids and even Asanuma Nami are looking at me with their mouths wide open, because even if they don't uand the words, it is clear that they have never heard someone sing so fast, "?Universal, uouched. Unadulterated, the raw uncut. Verb vice Lord victorious valid. Viote vibes that are vain make 'em vanished. Why I'm all well, would a wise wordsmith. Just weaving up words weeded up, on my work shift. Xerox, my X-ray-diation holes extra rge. X-height letters and xylophoones.?"

  Finally, I sing the st verse as words e out so fast that it is almost at the limit of what a regur human sing, "?Yellow back, yak mouth, young ones yaws. Yesterday's wn yards sell our yawn. Zig zag zombies, zoomin' to the zenith. Zero ihoughts, over zealous rhyme Zea-lots!?"

  The end of my performance is met with absolute silehat sts for a few seds before the kids start to d cheer as I lightly bow like every performer at the end of his act to thank the audience, and then, with a smile, I say, "Thank you. Thank you. This is the song I used when I started learning English to exercise both my pronunciation and speaking ability... I hope that in future you too will be able to do something like this."

  After saying that, I say goodbyes to the kids and leave the css in the hands of their homeroom teacher Asanuma Nami, who gives me a slight nod of approval, and then as the bell rings once again indig the end of this css, I quickly move toward my destination, the css assigo Toshiaki Mori, the css 5-1, which is also the st css I have to teach for the day.

  It doesn't take too much time to arrive in front of the door of css 5-1 because it is very close to css 5-2.

  Once I'm standing in front of the door, I don't hesitate and kno the door, and soon after, Toshiaki Mori opens the door and warmly invites me inside.

  Just like what happened before, my appearance causes the kids to chaotically chatter, but soon Toshiaki Mori takes trol of the situation and introduces me to the css.

  After that, I follow the same script as before, I take a step forward and before introdug myself, I take a closer look at the css, eespecially since I know that there is another familiar face present in this css, and as I expected, I instantly notice him, Lee Jianliang.

  Lee Jianliang, who also be called Li Jianliang, is a young boy with tanned skin, short blue hair, and gray eyes, he wears a sleeveless e vest with a zipper over a bck t-shirt, brown pants, bck socks, gray and yellow shoes with white soles, and white wrist bands.

  (Image Here -Lee Jianliang)

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  [colpse]He is another one of the main Tamers of this universe together with Takato, he is the Tamer of Terriermon, one of the many Digimon so cute that almost makes you want to squeeze it in a hug.

  Furthermore, he is the one, among the three main Tamers, who received his partner long before everyone else, and created such a strong bond with it, that it is already able to make it evolve to the Adult stage.

  As it is clear by his name, Jianliang is half-ese and half-Japanese, his father is ese and his mother is Japanese.

  If I remember well, he is the third oldest of four siblings, he has a 17-year-old brother, and a 15-year-old sister, as well as a 7-year-old sister, Shaog who will bee the Tamer of Lopmon.

  From what I have seen in the anime and from seeing him in person, I uand that he is a responsible, quiet, and soft-spoken person who ducts himself with maturity but also tends to bme himself for things beyond his trol.

  Furthermore, his father is also quite important in this universe as he is part of the group that "created" the Digimon.

  The Wild Bunch, was inally a group formed by programming students with the goal to create artificial intelligender the dire of Professor Rob McCoy at Palo Alto Uy, California.

  Rob McCoy's son desighe Digimon, Mizuno Gorou wrote the code that allowed the Digimon to evolve, Daisy desighe devices that allowed them to unicate with the Digimon, and together the group mao create artificial beings with a desire for survival.

  However, eventually, the uy cut the project's funding and presumably sold the designs for the Digimon characters to Bandai who proceeded to make a toy and anime franchise based on them which funnily enough depicts the events of the parallel universe known as Digimon Adventure.

  Unbeknownst to them, the Digimon escaped from the experiment and into the worldwide work, at least in this particur universe of the Digital Multiverse, this is the in behind the Digimon, at least a part of it as for sure Yggdrasil had a hand in the Digimon's escape and further creation of the iteration of the Digital World in this universe.

  After, taking a look at all my students, I once again gh the process of introdug myself, answering some of their questions, and then move on with the lesson, doing basically the same thing I did in the previous css, and at the end of the css, I return to the Teacher's Lounge, write my reports, and chat and help other teacher to look busy and pass time until it is time for everyoo leave.

  Odyin