Chapter 15

The pupils were talking amongst themselves as they waited for the instructor in the classroom.

When the door finally opened, I saw that it was the instructor standing there. After settling into their seats, the children put an end to their chatting. The name of their instructor was Mr. Han, and he was a small man who wore spectacles. Everyone still had a tremendous deal of respect for him, even though he had a reputation for being quite stringent.

Simply put, he had a natural talent for working well with young people. As soon as he walked into the room, a student followed closely after him that none of the other people in the room had seen before.

As she followed the instructor with her short curly, brown hair, the color of her hair stood out almost as much as Christian's did. When she stood upright, her fringe reached only to her eyebrows at its lowest point. It drew attention to the size and symmetry of her little face in contrast to her large eyes.

As soon as Christian laid eyes on this young lady...

Something peculiar started to take place, and he saw that his heart was beating, and not just a little bit. To the point that he could feel it hammering in his chest as if it wanted to get out, it had gotten to this point. He was able to make out the sound of it clearly via his ears, and it was loud enough that it drowned out the sounds of everything else around him.

While he was looking at the female, he realized that his palms began to sweat excessively, which unnerved him.

Oh no, Fenrir! Please prevent my body from changing into this state as soon as possible! Christian contemplated while the rate of his heartbeat continued to accelerate.

Fenrir's voice came to him in his head and stated, "I'm sorry, but this isn't me—you." it's

"Fuck," was Christian's thought at the time.

Christian immediately began to perform the one and only thing he could think of to help him calm down. He should close his eyes and take several long, slow breaths. Making an effort not to think about anything.

A warm and welcoming voice entered the classroom and said, "Hello, everyone." "Hello, my name is Yoshi, and it's a pleasure to meet all of you. I just came into this town a few weeks ago, so I don't know anybody here and I'm feeling a bit anxious, but this school seems like a nice place to be, and I'm looking forward to making friends with you all."

"Yoshi?" Someone in the class murmured. "Isn't she from some other country?"

"Oh yeah, you're right, she was the person that helped pay for what happened to the London Bridge after the Hackers Attack?" "Yes, you're correct, she was the person that helped pay for what happened to the London Bridge."

"Yeah, everyone is holding their breath for her," the speaker said.

When Yoshi heard all of these things, she took a small step back, and that's when they noticed that a tiny bit of redness had appeared on her face.

The information had made quite a fuss, and as a result, everyone in the class was really thrilled to meet someone important who was a member of their group.

"Could everyone in this room please give each other some respect?" After Mr. Han's commanding statement, the others quickly stopped their commotion. "I acknowledge that regardless of who she is, everyone in the room will treat her exactly the same as they would any other student in the room."

Yoshi was given a seat by the window, away from everyone else, and it was quite noticeable that she had gained a lot of attention not only because of her relation to the incident, but also because the boys considered her to be a beauty. This was the case despite the fact that she had been given the seat away from everyone else.

Because of some unknown reason, Christian was unable to stop himself from staring in the direction of Yoshi the whole-time class was in session. However, each time he did so, his heartbeat quickened, and he was forced to turn away from Yoshi's direction. The one aspect of his health that it improved was his ability to maintain control over his pulse.

It assisted him in locating the most effective approach to entering a meditative state in order to quiet it down.

"Are you kidding me? If something makes me feel energized or gets my pulse racing faster, am I going to have this problem all the time?"

"You horny puppy!" Jordan responded by tapping him on the shoulder and giving him a punch. He had been observing his behavior for some time now, and he had seen that he kept glancing towards a certain individual who was present in the room.

"Jordan!" Mr. Han yelled at them. "Are you seriously going to disrupt my lesson again? I am aware of this, and as a kind of punishment, I would like for you to show Yoshi about after school has let out before taking her to your club.

Jordan was thinking to himself, "Damn it, he's in one of those moods today."

When the lecture was over, it marked the conclusion of the academic instruction for the day; nevertheless, there were still thirty minutes left until they were required to report to their mandatory club classes after school.

"Hey, so do you want to come with me and take the new girl around the school for a little, maybe you can get to know each other?" "Hey, so do you want to come with me and take the new girl around the school for a bit?" Jordan proposed that they give Christian a gentle prod as he was packing his belongings.

"I'm sorry, but there's something else I need to do, and I'm in a bit of a rush right now," you may say. Christian proffered his apologies, and prior to Jordan's ability to respond in any way, Christian had already departed.

Christian was unable to keep his pulse rate under control simply by looking at the girl, so he couldn't even begin to fathom what it would be like to talk to her. However, this was not the only reason why he had declined; there were others.

As Jordan saw his friend storm out of the room, he couldn't help but believe that his friend still hasn't gotten adjusted to his new abilities. Something caught his attention as he turned to look at his desk, and it was then that he realized what it was.

There were splits in the wood on both the left and right sides of the desk. It appeared as though it had been done with only one person's hand utilizing their grip alone. The transition to life as the Celestial Werewolf is proving to be much more challenging for Jordan than he had initially anticipated.

Jordan had an idea in his head that went something like, "I hope everything is well for Christian."

"Don't worry Jordan, it's hard for humans to fully become use to us", said Sun in Jordans mind.