Digital Devil Story: Reincarnation of the Goddess Read Online Free
Author: Aya Nishitani
Until now, he would never have acted like this. Trying hard to ignore him, Iida continued his lesson.
"Now I'm going to have you take an interactive test using the host computer. However, this test won't affect your grades in any way. Through your interaction with the computer, I'd like you to get a little bit more familiar with any weak points you may have. Begin entering your commands as soon as I give the signal."
The students all affixed their eyes to their screens and silently started answering the questions given them, as the host computer started diligently recording their individual responses.
Once use of CAI spreads, things will get a lot easier for us teachers. Though if it becomes too widespread, the time may come that we teachers aren't needed any more... Iida carefully watched over his class while relaxing a bit.
All of a sudden, as if coming from the depths of the earth itself, a low, rumbling voice sounded and shook the CAI room.
"Yod, Heh, Vav, Heh."
The magnetic tape of the host computer started spinning wildly and the screens of the computers in the room started changing rapidly. Eerie colors and strange images flashed onscreen, and strange letter-like symbols appeared and disappeared. The students said nothing, but remained transfixed to their screens as if entrhalled.
"Nakajima, this is your doing, isn't it? Come on now, there's nothing wrong with a little mischief once in a while, but there are limits!" Twisting his face into an dark scowl, Iida started to walk over to Nakajima's seat, but the moment he started walking a student in the first row stuck his leg out into the aisle, tripping the teacher and causing him to clumsily fall forward. As Iida tried to get up, two more students slammed into his back, pinning him to the ground and twisting his arms behind him.
"Wh-what are you doing!? Stop this at once!" Taken aback at the sudden hostility of his students, Iida struggled to lift his head up while crying out. The other students, staring ahead with glazed looks as if in a trance, stood up from their seats. Three male students left the classroom, and the others gradually started to surround Takamizawa Kyoko.
Her face drained of color, Kyoko stared dumbfoundedly at her classmates surrounding her. Her catlike eyes were full of fear, her lips trembling up and down but held shut as if sewn together. A male student with thick glasses touched her chest, and as if freed from a curse, Kyoko lept up onto the desk.
"Stay away from me, asshole!" Kyoko yelled out desperately, whipping out a razor blade held between her thumb and middle finger.
"Stop, Takamizwa. Run!" Iida's shaking voice echoed throughout the classrom. But Kyoko merely took a sidelong glance at her restrained teacher, spat, and swung her razor at the student that had touched her. The student's glasses flew off, and his split cheek started oozing fresh blood. But the student did not falter a bit or even try to wipe off the blood, but obstinantly grabbed onto Kyoko's left ankle.
"Let go of me, asshole!" The razor slashed open the student's temple, and then lodged into his blood-soaked arm, breaking in two. Taking advantage of Kyoko's surprise, another student grabbed her left angle, and the two students now gripping both her legs raised their arms, hoisting her up in the air and dangling her upside-down. Her skirt fell down around her waist, revealing her white legs. Kano Miyuki, one of the most beautiful girls in the school along with Kyoko, walked up, put her face in between Kyoko's legs, and bit into her inner thigh. Bending backward in pain, Kyoko attempted to fight back, flailing her arms around like an animal caught in a trap, her drooping hair swishing wildly around, but several students knelt down by her head and started to twist her neck around.
"Stop! Stop this!"
As Iida cried out with tears in his eyes, a cold voice spoke.
"Professor, it's too late." Nakajima, who had been at his computer entering commands the whole time,
"Now I'm going to have you take an interactive test using the host computer. However, this test won't affect your grades in any way. Through your interaction with the computer, I'd like you to get a little bit more familiar with any weak points you may have. Begin entering your commands as soon as I give the signal."
The students all affixed their eyes to their screens and silently started answering the questions given them, as the host computer started diligently recording their individual responses.
Once use of CAI spreads, things will get a lot easier for us teachers. Though if it becomes too widespread, the time may come that we teachers aren't needed any more... Iida carefully watched over his class while relaxing a bit.
All of a sudden, as if coming from the depths of the earth itself, a low, rumbling voice sounded and shook the CAI room.
"Yod, Heh, Vav, Heh."
The magnetic tape of the host computer started spinning wildly and the screens of the computers in the room started changing rapidly. Eerie colors and strange images flashed onscreen, and strange letter-like symbols appeared and disappeared. The students said nothing, but remained transfixed to their screens as if entrhalled.
"Nakajima, this is your doing, isn't it? Come on now, there's nothing wrong with a little mischief once in a while, but there are limits!" Twisting his face into an dark scowl, Iida started to walk over to Nakajima's seat, but the moment he started walking a student in the first row stuck his leg out into the aisle, tripping the teacher and causing him to clumsily fall forward. As Iida tried to get up, two more students slammed into his back, pinning him to the ground and twisting his arms behind him.
"Wh-what are you doing!? Stop this at once!" Taken aback at the sudden hostility of his students, Iida struggled to lift his head up while crying out. The other students, staring ahead with glazed looks as if in a trance, stood up from their seats. Three male students left the classroom, and the others gradually started to surround Takamizawa Kyoko.
Her face drained of color, Kyoko stared dumbfoundedly at her classmates surrounding her. Her catlike eyes were full of fear, her lips trembling up and down but held shut as if sewn together. A male student with thick glasses touched her chest, and as if freed from a curse, Kyoko lept up onto the desk.
"Stay away from me, asshole!" Kyoko yelled out desperately, whipping out a razor blade held between her thumb and middle finger.
"Stop, Takamizwa. Run!" Iida's shaking voice echoed throughout the classrom. But Kyoko merely took a sidelong glance at her restrained teacher, spat, and swung her razor at the student that had touched her. The student's glasses flew off, and his split cheek started oozing fresh blood. But the student did not falter a bit or even try to wipe off the blood, but obstinantly grabbed onto Kyoko's left ankle.
"Let go of me, asshole!" The razor slashed open the student's temple, and then lodged into his blood-soaked arm, breaking in two. Taking advantage of Kyoko's surprise, another student grabbed her left angle, and the two students now gripping both her legs raised their arms, hoisting her up in the air and dangling her upside-down. Her skirt fell down around her waist, revealing her white legs. Kano Miyuki, one of the most beautiful girls in the school along with Kyoko, walked up, put her face in between Kyoko's legs, and bit into her inner thigh. Bending backward in pain, Kyoko attempted to fight back, flailing her arms around like an animal caught in a trap, her drooping hair swishing wildly around, but several students knelt down by her head and started to twist her neck around.
"Stop! Stop this!"
As Iida cried out with tears in his eyes, a cold voice spoke.
"Professor, it's too late." Nakajima, who had been at his computer entering commands the whole time,
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