"What are you gonna do? Stab me?"
-Stabbed Man

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Where the hell are the good stuff!?

I'm currently in a convenience store that's conveniently placed and I'm walking around like a moron.

It has been approximately fifteen minutes of myself strolling about without success in finding canned beans and ramen.

And another camera has been spotted.

Thirty-seven cameras so far.

I should make a map and not only rely on the mental one...

Hmmm. I need the beans and ramen. I always wondered what they tasted like.

Should I ask someone?

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Nah, I think I can manage...

...probably.

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I did not manage.

I even saw your dad who went out for milk, but the damn BEANS!

Worry not, I chokeslammed him out the window... Trust me.

Good grief... Hm! I think I see someone I know...

Wait!

Dull-chan! DULL-CHAAAN!

The reason I mentally screamed was because I found him in the store and he was placing a bean can into his basket.

My savior!

Oh, and Copy-chan was also there, I guess...

I walked with the exaggerated swagger of a genius finding beans at last.

Maybe... I should start a conversation.

Y/n: Hey, guys. Beans, am I right?

God, I'm awesome!

He turns towards me confused, but still having the dull eyes.

Did... Did I do badly? There was supposed to be a light exhale of carbon dioxide through the nose at least.

I heard a light scoff coming from the red-eyed beast. As you can tell, she clearly liked my attempt.

Raven-chan: This day keeps getting better...

Y/n: I'm glad to hear that, ma'am.

I replied with a closed-eyes smile.

If I had done my research correctly, calling a female by the title "ma'am"  would have been a direct hit to her facial wrinkles.

A. K. A.  Indirectly calling her an old hag. Nyehehehe!

It seems like it went through her as if she was transparent, the only reaction I got was a pair of rolling eyes.

Ignoring her, back to the love of my life, Kiyo-chan.

Y/n: Sorry. I was looking for the beans. I want to humbly thank your father and mother for conceiving a wonderful gift in order for me to find it!

As you could tell from the italic part, I said it with a small amount of added joy.

I saw him raise an eyebrow 0.2cm higher than the usual. Hehe.

Ayanokoji: Ah... Is that, the uh, reason you walked around the store five times?

Wait....what?

I did that... FIVE TIMES!?

Even though five times sounds low, the store was packed and quite large. A mini-mall if you may.

Y/n: Uh, no?

I lied as naturally as I breathed...

That was a lie. I hesitated for a moment. Dammit!

He seems to have a knowing look. I could tell it was a look of empathy... Probably.

Oh well... It is what it is.

I decided to think of a way to change the subject.

It was then I noticed a cup of ramen that had a huge English letter implanted on it. "G".

Y/n: G-Cup? That'd fit a family of four.

The only thing that came to my mind was a picture of said can in the Black&White format as a very enthusiastic song plays.

Raven-chan: What are you on about...?

Hm...?

What is SHE on about?

Y/n: Oya? What do you mean, Kurokami-san? I was merely commenting on the size of such cup. If one was to carry that can, it may lead to serious wrist problems.

I concluded my unnecessary long speech with a chuckle while lightly elbowing Dull-chan in the forearm.

Y/n: Oya oya. Unless you were thinking about buying it, I don't think it'd suit your current mass.

It seems the mentioning of  "G-cup"  started this ordeal for some reason I have yet to understand, but it annoyed her nonetheless.

I wanted to see how far I could push the limit. Unfortunately for her, she was my test subject at the moment.

And she was not pleased in the slightest, in fact, she took the ramen cup and was--OH CRABASK-

TAP

I didn't want to be hit in the face so I somehow caught it with my left hand.

Y/n: Oh, it's ramen! Nice!

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Ow.

I rubbed my hand's wrist which I used to catch the can.

All three of us were making our way to the register... for some reason.

What would the Student Council President say? "Plot"? For some reason, I feel like he makes sense.

But yet again, I'm here with these two. One who I'm quite excited to be in the same location with, the other was a woman.

Y/n: You really had to hit me with a gigachad ramen can, did you?

Kurokami-san-chan?: I was merely teaching you discipline in the parental way. I see no problem with doing so.

This gal... I can tell she's gonna be the classic "I abuse the MC and somehow get away with it"  type of girl. Taka-san needs to be wary of her. 

But I already know that he knows about it. But does she know that I know that he knows that we know-- I'll just stop before this gets more confusing.

That short exchange and the "can"  incident that was honestly pathetic on her part, seriously I've had way worse punishments...

Rolling my eyes, I knew the best way to deal with the likes of her if she steps on the line.

Y/n: Well, if for some reason my perpetrator, who also happens to be my seat neighbor, is accompanying us... My name is "L/n Y/n", your throw was pathetic, Kurokami-san. You're cool, Ayanokoji-san.

I did a perfect 45° bow with a welcoming smile that I practiced.

Meanwhile Ayanokoji's PoV

I made a friend... On my first day after that horrible introduction.

Well, he did fall from his chair... Or was that on purpose to become the "class clown"?

I just put down a can of beans and that was enough for him to approach, actually remember my name, and befriend me within the span of three minutes.

His approach was very friendly and non-threatening with a smile on his face.

He had a warm and welcoming aura around him, he was not one to be irritated quickly.

I see, maybe this is how to get friends!

The problem is that I don't know how to approach them with that much confidence... Sigh

I could tell that he would be popular, I'm sure he already is considering his introduction managed to get a couple of laughs from the class.

I honestly should thank him considering people are bound to forget my horrible introduction because of it.

His appearance is hard to forget as well despite the fact everyone had their own somehow pink, purple, and blue hair colors. He had a small yet noticeable scar that covered his left eye, it went from just above his eyebrow to his cheekbone.

In all honesty, he has the ability to look intimidating if he wants to... Hm.

Somethings seemed off in the air...

Mostly the fact that Horikita was glaring unlimited dagger works on him.

I see. I wonder how he'll react to it.

Back to MC but... You?

I managed to befriend Ayanokoji, there's nothing else for me to do in this world... I think.

I heard yet another scoff from our Raven-haired friend here.

Kurokami-san: Introducing yourself after being struck? That hit must have traveled from your hand towards your brain, destroying whatever brain cells you still contain. Even going as far as to insult said hit... And do not call me that... Ever again.

Oya? I'm doing fantastic work here.

Y/n: Please, accept my humblest apology for offending you, Classmate-san.

I bow down, doing a-- perfect and smooth like butter that I never ate in my existence-- 90° bow.

Classmate-san: *sigh* Horikita Suzune... That's my name. Now please stop.

She announced, crossing her arms with a tired expression on her face.

Horikita 'Bland Sadist' Suzune

I really need to get used to names appearing whenever I figure out someone's name.

Kiyopon looks at the girl raising yet a barely noticeable eyebrow, the only reason I knew it was because of the loud noise that plays in my head. It goes "BOOM!". Probably another side-effect.

I wonder what he's thinking... I've always done.

Oh right! Horikita, huh? Isn't that the name of the student council president? It's normal to have the same last name and not be related (I know, very shocking) but they have the same hair color and eye color. So I bet that they're siblings.

Horikita: Stop doing that, people are starting to look at us...

Oh right. I was still in my current position.

Y/n: My sincerest gratitude, Horikita-San. May our three-year journey be full of happiness and joy.

I went back to my original position, standing up straighter than a line, I put my right hand towards my chest.

Horikita: What did I get myself into...?

Ayanokoji: Hm? "Free"?

Kiyo-chan seemed to have noticed something!

There was a cart full of daily necessities (probably): bandages, toothbrushes, all that stuff. They were labeled "Free. Only three per month"

Y/n: Oya? And to think putting cleaning equipment next to ramen and beans was the confusing part...

Horikita seems suspicious about this. Pretty sure all three of us are.

Ayanokoji: Most be emergency relief supplies for students who use up all their points. This school is so incredibly lenient.

As expected! Kiyo-chan already has an incredible hunch... I thought this would be more exciting, but I can't rush now.

Shrugging my shoulders, I decided to step forward and grab three of said supplies, storing them in my basket.

Y/n: Free is free. Who knows what use they can have in the future?

Horikita looked as if she was contemplating her life's decisions that led to this point.

Ayanokoji looked to be thinking about something.

I was just happy being here.

RudeLad: Hey, shut it! Just wait a sec! I'm looking for it right now!

Until we were rudely cut off by some shouting at the register.

Oya? It was that red-haired delinquent that shouted at Hirata back in class. His hands were full of cups of noodles. My dude.

Male-Guy-Probably: Come on, hurry up! You have a line of people waiting behind you!

Oh boy, that was a long line behind him... Too long.

Red-Boi: Oh, yeah? Well, if they have any complaints, they can take them up with me!

Gay. Sigh If only there was a way to skip this line...

Hehehehe.

Y/n: Aya-no~, follow me, I'll show you how to make a friend and skip a line.

This is so much fun! Horikita could tag along for all I care.

Y/n: Greetings, young one! It is I, your father. I'm suddenly back after you became an NBA star.

Red-Boi: Huh? A basketball joke! I can appreciate that... Wait! You're not my father! Who are you!?

Damn. Almost had him. But at least I found out he likes basketball.

But he seems at ease because of the joke so I guess I get bonus points?

Y/n: My name is L/n Y/n, I am seated in the back, such as yourself. We are basically neighbors, we're only separated by Sakura-san.

Take notes, Ayanokoji-kun! I maxed out my charisma! It took a while...

Red-Boi: Ah... I think I remember you. Cool scar, dude!

Y/n: Um, thanks...

Wow. Didn't expect that.

I look back towards the long line of impatient people glaring at me. I give them a small smile and nod my head.

A smile can make a difference. Showing I have control over the situation, it will keep the other students at bay from pouncing on Aka-san.

Y/n: Aka-san, you seem to be having trouble with, Cashier-san. What seems to be the problem?

From the corner of my eye, I could see my brown-haired friend silently gazing at the situation.

Red-kun: Ah, right! I kinda forgot my student ID card. Forgot it basically acts as our money too.

Y/n: A common mistake, but a mistake nonetheless.

And now for a bro move! I think that's what they're called, right?

Y/n: Say, what if I pay for you, hm? It would be faster and more convenient than walking all the way back only to be met by a line of people.

Red-kun nods his head.

Aka-san: Yeah, you're right! Thanks!

I finished paying for his, and my stuff, and my stuff. Seems like Horikita was there too.

Although I wanted Ayanokoji to be the one who pays to deepen their bond and make a good first impression, it would be extremely rude to do so.

After all, I'm not that heartless.

So, to further annoy Horikita, I decided to pay for Kiyo-chan's... Stuff.

A simple hit to my 100K points.

Ayanokoji: You don't have to... I can--

Y/n: I can't hear you over the sound of beep!

I'm such a good friend!

I internally pat myself on the back. Research paid off! Well, I paid-- but you get what I mean, yeah?

Horikita was just standing there... Not even menacingly.

She can pay for her stuff. I can tell if I tried to offer or even pay for her, she'll try to gut me.

Rather annoying more than threatening.

Aka-kun: Ah, right! My name is Ken Sudo. Thanks for helping me, I owe you one.

Sudo 'TroublesomeBallinIdiot' Ken

Ayanokoji: It's nice to meet you, Sudo.

He gave both of us a cup of noodles which I paid for, so technically they're mine... But not really? Hmmm.

Well, hot water dispenser it is.

Horikita: Teaching someone to become a pushover from the start. Do you intend to become his servant?

Don't let me put an "E"  in a specific spot of your last name.

Y/n: Oho. You're just jealous you didn't get a noodle cup, Horikita-san. Maybe you want me to pay for your stuff too, hm?

I decided to put my Kansai Ben to use in this attempt. Let's see how much she understood.

Safe to say, I made another friend that wants to put me six feet under... Is what I would have said if I was an American bi--

182cm. 1.8m. Wonder how many people I can offend and get away with it.

And she started remarking about how she can kick his ass or "rebuttal"  or something to which I only heard "blah blah! Look at me, Hector. I'm the shit!"

I just kept nodding, savoring my noodles.

Ayanokoji somehow hit it off with Sudo... That came out wrong.

In short, my boy is getting his second friend! I'm the first, of course. Heh.

I looked at my recipe, I already spent more than I'd wanted on my first shopping, but it should put me on good terms. Paying on their behalf is but a one-time thing.

Thanks, free stuff. You helped me.

I wonder what else I can buy. Can I buy people? Revive communism? Establish Taiwan as a country? Yet... I then remembered it was only for this school.

Anyhow, slavery it is. Who did we use to enslave back in the da-- okay, mind, calm down.

And Horikita was once again talking to Ayanokoji about points and stuff. She can be annoying, I'll tell ya that.

If only Ayanokoji was seated next to me instead of her. That'd be the dream life of ignoring her. But beggars can't be choosers, at least I managed to be in the same class as him... For some reason, I expected a bit too much from him, yet he looks very normal. Too normal.

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, I wonder what your goal is? Nyehehehe... Okay, that was very lame. I only needed a mustache to twirl and it'd be...  Never mind...

Sudo: YOU SHITTY GIRL! GET BAC-

And she left. Oh right, she annoyed Sudo, who already has a short fuse. Good job.

And she left. Without elaborating further. Eh, don't care. She's bound to get a reality check sooner or later.

Sudo: Tch... What the hell is her deal!? Goddamn it!

He was practically shouting, the reverb of his tone shook my eardrums as if a monkey was playing them.

Ayanokoji: There are many types of people, you know.

Sudo: Shut it. I hate those stuffy, too-serious types.

He was glaring at Ayanokoji. What did he do to you? It was her! Sigh As much as I want to berate him, I need to find another way out of this.

Y/n: Ay, Sudo, could you pass me the salt?

Sudo: Huh? Oh, yeah. Sure.

It was super effective! He tossed the little bag, to which I happily caught. Rip its head off, then put some in while taking small glances at the two.

Sudo seems to have moved on quite fast as he was now eating his noodles in peace. Meanwhile, Ayanokoji was about to open up his.

Rude-senpai: Hey, you guess first years? This is our spot.

Oho? The classic my spot scenario that I've read and watched. How interesting to see it play out in front of me...

They seem to have just come out from the store we were just in, they do have their plastic bags.

Sudo, who was having none of it, cried out at them after slurping down his ramen. Bork.

Sudo: Who are you? I was already here. You're in the way. Get lost.

The first one out of the three upperclassmen chuckled as if it was a hilarious joke.

Rude-senpai: You hear this guy? "Get lost", he says. What a cocky little first-year punk.

The three laughed at Sudo's face in a very antagonistic kind of manner. Sudo shot up enraged and slammed his noodle cup against the ground THUD the cup made contact with the floor, breaking its parts and flinging some away from it. The broth and noodles were everywhere on the ground.

Sudo: "First-year punk", huh? You tryin' to make fun of me, huh!?

I could see a noodle land on my boots, I only stared at it blankly before pulling a tissue from my pants pocket. Whip my hand, giving it a little THWAP to unfurl it, and proceed with the cleaning of said shoe. All in while, continuing to listen to this meaningful banter going on.

Bully-senpai#1: You're awfully mouthy, considering we're second-year students. We already put pit bags here, see?

Plop! The noise of them dropping their bags on the floor, near our table in a very bully-like manner introduced itself.

Bully-senpai#2: See, our stuff's here. Now, beat it!

Sudo: You've got guts, asshole!

How pathetic of both parties. I take a glance at my yellow-eyed friend to see if he was gonna do something...

Nope. Hmm. Might as well enjoy myself a little.

I stretch my arms as I finished my ramen cup, putting the chopsticks on the table, I get up and straighten my tie.

Y/n: Good day, Senpai-san, what makes you want this table so badly, hm?

I announced my existence while patting Sudo's shoulder. To have back-up on his side, meant not only he would be slightly more comfortable and confident but lower his aggressiveness... Even if it's a little.

Bully-senpai#1: Huh? And who are you supposed to be, Scarface?

Bully-senpai#3: Aha! What else but this puppy's caretaker? Oho! I'm so scared!

The three individuals laugh at me for a while, as I stood there a smile never leaving my face. Ah, a classic! I can't believe I got to see these creatures up close! They DO exist!

Sudo was growing impatient. I could sense him tense up, so I applied a little more pressure on his shoulder.

Aya~ Someone needs to keep this idiot at bay, he's gonna cause a lot of trouble in the future... I can tell.

Y/n: Very humorous, Senpai-san. I'm glad I could be of assistance in helping you cope with that fact you get zero bitches. After all, bullying us, first-year students, is quite the stress relief of the zero game you acquire.

[Critical hit!]

Their eyes widen, some angrier than the others. I see, brain dead too...

I also heard the loud voice of Sudo laughing his buttocks off and pointing at them.

Sudo: Ha-ha! You should go and dig your own graves at this moment! Burned to a crisp!

I could feel my bond with Sudo increasing... As for the senpai...

They were gritting their teeth, I could even see some sparkles coming from them.

Bully-senpai: Tsk! And you're supposed to be?

Y/n: I am but a mere first-year, like you said. I am a simple teenager who is looking to enjoy his high school life. Maybe you should too, let loose and be fond of your life. Low self-esteem is our greatest enemy, but we can overcome them if we put our minds to it... Trust me.

I conclude the fact they could have confidence problems so they had to bicker us, first-years, to do their bidding. I'm familiar with those types... Unfortunately, not only teenagers are the ones who have this, because I had to deal with my fair share of adults if I wanted to survive.

Bully-senpai#2: What the hell did you just say!?

The second one was the one to get irritated the most, he took a step to get in front of me with his pissed-off look, only to be stopped by their leader.

Bully-senpai#1: Hold it, you dumbass! We're not the ones who are supposed to start the fight!

Y/n: "Start a fight"? Oya~. So this is what it is all about, huh?

I'm guessing they wanted Sudo to swing a punch at them for the CCTV. Unfortunately for them.

Sudo: You douchebags!

Does this guy ever shut up? Eh, whatever.

Y/n: I wonder what the school will think if they ever find out. After all, everything here is captured by cameras, is it not?

Bully-senpai#3: Ha! You can try, Scarface! But those cameras don't record voices!

Hm. Explains why they were so confident in their approach, the noise of people walking by is quite loud as well. It's not like they could hear us even if they recorded voices too. Not to mention, the file sizes would be too much.

But that information is vital for what I'll plan on doing next, and the bullies were quite helpful here.

Hmm. I should start using a recorder from now on. Maybe buy a couple of cameras and hide them myself.

You can buy anything as far as I know.

Bully-senpai#1: Hmph! You've got quite the tongue. Impressive for a first-year like you.

Y/n: I do not swing that way. My apologies.

I bow apologetically because I ruined his obvious homosexual tendencies.

Bully-senpai#1: YOU--!!

I could do this all day, I'm enjoying seeing them squirm.

Bully-senpai#3: That did sound kinda weird, boss.

Bully-senpai#1: You shut up! Ugh!

Sparks were flying from #1 and #3. Guess they have some sort of play.

Bully-senpai#2: For fuck's sake! Oi, you! What class are you in?

Y/n: I see no reason as to why tell you. Unless you think I'm playing hard to get. Shame I have to burst your bubble.

Bully-senpai#2: !!!

Sudo: Holy shit!

Bully-senpai#1: Hm. Refusing to admit your class. Let me guess. Class-D?

Bully-senpai#3: That delinquent is with him. So it must be it!

Sudo: Hey, asshole! If you have something with me, say it to my face!

Y/n: Ho~ I'm impressed that you boring people have a brain. I truly am. See my proud smile? It shines.

Bully-senpai#1: You-- pff- Ahaha! Keep that smug grin on your face while you can, kid-- for hell is coming towards you and your class.

Hell?

Aren't we already in school? Isn't it already considered hell for most students?

The students packed their belongings and left while laughing. The amount of copium I smelled in their laughter was quite impressive. They might even overdose.

Sudo: Hey, don't run away! Hey!

Y/n: Good grief...

Without missing a beat, I go back to Ayanokoji who was watching us-- watching me deal with them.

I have to say, I had fun doing that. Oh well, back to rest.

Y/n: How's the ramen, Ayanokoji-san?

He gives me a nod, eating what's remaining in the cup.

Ayanokoji: It's ramen. So it's good.

My bro. Facts were spoken today.

Sudo: Tsk! Damn, cowards. If only they were nice second-years or even cute girls, instead we had to deal with these annoying morons, who were laughing in the end!

He shoves his hands in his pockets before calling it quits and leaving. He left the mess he made on the floor with us being the only two left from the small incident.

Ayanokoji looked at the camera then at the mess on the ground, he mutters.

Ayanokoji: This might lead to problems later.

Y/n: You're cleaning his mess?

I'm not gonna lie, I wasn't pleased with the idea of someone like him cleaning the mess on the ground made by a reckless, short-tempered moron.

Reluctantly, he bent down and started cleaning. This was the last thing I expected from the... Never mind-- he's a normal high-schooler here.

Would explain why he went through that trouble.

Rolling my eyes, I decided to open my bag and wiggle my hands inside a pair of plastic gloves, before offering another pair to him.

Ayanokoji: Hm?

Y/n: Wear 'em, boyo. Let's get to work.

I was not gonna dirty myself for this. Nor would I let him do the same thing. Only one person was allowed to do it,

And that person is me.

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Nothing interesting occurred.

We just walked back to our dormitory. It was interesting, co-ed with the exception of having different floors for males and females.

Sexual intercourse was forbidden for obvious reasons. Not like you'd need it anyway.

Stay pure, "No sex before marriage."

Highschool relationships... I don't think those last that long from what I've studied before coming here. To add to it, we're still first-years, it'd be too fast and we still haven't completed the first day... I read that fast relationship don't last that long.

I wonder if anyone caught Ayanokoji's eye from the girls. Could it be Horikita? Kushida? I don't think he met Sakura yet, but maybe... Hmm, who else was there... There was this blond girl as well whom I saw hanging out with Hirata alongside some other girls on my way to the store. It could be that shy gal that sews or something like that.

Maybe. Who knows? Do you?

... Seriously, who do I keep talking to? It feels like every time I do it, the next minute I forget about narrating my life to someone.

--Anyhow, Kiyo-chan's room was 401, a bit far away from mine... But not too far, so yeah.

My room number was 420, it was an even number, those were on the opposite side. Maybe I should add a sticker on the door? Do I add a plant? What decoration would suit this room and my liking?

The amount of freedom to choose, and honestly the room is massive! It's like the MC's room in those Mangas.

Does this school have a Manga section? I'm tired of normal books currently, I only picked up Mangas this year... And by that I mean, not too long ago.

I was currently lying on my bed, wearing different clothes. I took the liberty to explore the room first for any cameras, especially the bathroom.

After I was done, I took a shower, and you should too. It was refreshing and relaxing, then changed to an outfit more comfortable to sleep in... Which isn't saying much, I could sleep wearing a mascot outfit.

The most notable change was the bed... God, it's so comfortable. So bouncy as well... Better than sleeping on the floor.

Yeah, I jumped on it. Shut up. It was as fun as I imagined.

10/10 would do it again.

Tomorrow would be the first official school day where lessons are taken.

This was a major improvement from the way I used to "live". The food, the room, everything.

I guess slipping by was a good idea. Successful this time... Sigh

Success... Failure. No in-between.

It's only about time before they figure it out. Well, "L/N Y/N"  will be ready by then.

Time to sleep for now...

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Who am I even kidding?

I look at the pack I held in my hand, I shook it slightly making a RATTLE sound.

Well, time to tough it up and get this over with. I've already dealt with one today.

With a satisfying pop, I opened its cover, turn the pack upside down and jiggle it slightly for a capsule to fall into my hand.

Like the Chad I am, I shoved that bitch in my mouth without water. It's easy when you want to conserve it... And not get up at 4 A.M. to piss.

Good grief...

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The next day. Classes were boring. I need to master sleeping with my eyes open...

The teachers were friendly and warm, A plus if I say so... But it'd be taken advantage of sooner or la--

Oh, Sudo is asleep... Yeah, some people are gonna go further.

And the teacher didn't even care. Hmm... Why? I read that teachers, mostly in high school, would go batshit if someone was to pack their stuff twenty seconds before the bell rings, even if they had nothing to do.

"Bell doesn't dismiss you, I do." the phrase which I read a lot. It was surprising, to say the least, I mean, this was Tokyo's ANHS. It was weird.

Despite making myself look like I was paying attention, I was mostly thinking of that seal video spinning around in the water. It helped ease the boredom. I only paid attention if I heard something I deemed worthy.

Which shockingly, there were none. For now.

I glance at my left side, seeing my two neighbors paying attention. To my right, red boi was sleeping and PinkGal was trying to understand what was going on...

Keyword: trying.

Hm... Five... Four... Three... Two... One...

DIIIIIIING MOTHERFU--

I heard the school's bell ringing. Signaling the end of the world... Or lunchtime.

Hooray! Perfectly timed!

I watch as the teacher dipped first before other classmates hung out with each other and went in groups.

As for me, I decided to rest my head on the desk once more... Goddamn.

Horikita: How pathetic.

Intrigued by her comment, I slightly raise my head and use my hand as a support.

It seems like she wasn't talking to me-- rather, it was Ayanokoji.

Ayanokoji: What? What's pathetic?

Hoerikita: "I want someone to invite me along. I want to eat with someone!"

The Shitheaded idiot taunted. Wow. She's nothing but a bully, on the same level as those yesterday.

Get her, Kiyo-chan! Shut her up!

Ayanokoji: But you’re alone, too, aren’t you? Haven’t you thought the same thing? Or do you intend to spend three years here without making a single friend?

Horikita: That's right. But I prefer to be alone. Why don't you stop worrying about me and worry about yourself?

Because you're the fool that taunted him, and that was not a worry, it was a comeback.

Ayanokoji: Well, I...

Y/n: Oi, Ayanokoji-san, you up for lunch?

I could feel a moment when I saw his eyes sparkle... I think.

Ayanokoji: Sure.

Get dunked on, Horikita.

Then, I heard a lad's voice coming from the center of the class.

Hirata: Well, I was thinking about the cafeteria. Does anyone want to come with me?

Hirata-san with the clutch! Another boy in our little social circle would be a big, as the kids my age call, a big W.

HOW DO YOU DO, FELLOW KIDS?

As I was happily getting up from my seat to pull Ayanokoji with me. A few dozen of girls swarmed the poor knight in shining armor.

"I'll go too.", "Me too! Me too!" , "Take me with you, Hirata-kun!", and "I WANT YOU BAB--"

Classic handsome boy with good intentions. He's bound to be taken advantage of with that pure look on his face.

Hmph. Minor inconvenience. I glance at Ayanokoji who was looking at the scene unfolding in front of him. Then he takes a glance at me.

I give him a thumbs up and walk toward him. Even if I spend the lunch time with Kiyotaka alone, it'd be more than enough for me. As for him, however, I'm sure he'd want more...friends...

Luckily for him, Hirata's uneasy look was quite visible. Clearly, he wanted to spend time with the boys.

Hirata: Does anyone else want to come?

He said that and immediately glanced around the room, especially in the back, where we are.

Now's our chance! I grabbed Ayanokoji's forearm and pull him with me, just in case some too-thirsty women decide to try and take him from me.

His eyes meet mine, and it was settled. We were gonna get married-- are those jokes funny nowadays?

Hirata: L/n-kun, Ayanokoji-kun, are you going to join us?

Despite the fact girls were dragging him, I decided to yoink him as well... In a friendly manner, of course.

Y/n: Yup!

Some girls were not pleased, as they wanted to spend time with only Hirata, others I saw no complaint coming from them.

Ayanokoji was waiting for me to take initiative. Not only those were strangers, but they were also females... Especially the ones who had eyes set on Hirata.

But no one cares. They may outlive me, but they're a bunch of--

SomeGirl: Ah, L/n-kun is here too! This'll be a fun feast.

One of the girls commented on my arrival. She had long brown hair-- oh wait and so did the other one... Uhh, eyes! Let's go with eyes... Purple eyes. I guess I should specify the hair was dark too.

Y/n: Oya~ I'm flattered. Let's shake hands.

I extend my hand to her with a warm smile that definitely doesn't have anything hidden in it.

I could see an imaginary question mark appear on top of her, as she for some reason complies.

From the corner of my eye, I saw a girl with blue hair looking at me suspiciously. Why so serious?

As we make contact and clench our hands together, nothing happens.

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!

That was a lie. Something did happen.

Y/n: Hehe~ The old whoopee cushion trick. A classic passed down generations.

DarkBrown-Hair: Oh. Hehe!

Blond-Gal: You fell right into one of the classic blunders, Sato!

Sato: It's called playing along!

Blond-gal: Yeah, keep telling yourself that.

Some light chuckling were heard. I did great, I want to thank that skeleton video recommended to me.

Hirata: Good one, L/n-kun.

Gruuuumble

That was not me... Surprised?

I turn to Ayanokoji and give him a look. He stares at me blankly with a "Are you serious?" look.

To which I gave him a smug look. Even though I knew it wasn't him.

LightBrown-Hair: Oh, Shinohara, are you that hungry?

The blue-haired girl was the culprit.

Y/n: Man, that shook the whole school. She's gonna eat us all at this point.

Shinohara: S-Shut it! Let's go already! Ugh! Now I have to deal with two more...

LightBrown-Hair: Ah, don't mind her. She's... Well, herself. My name is Matsushita Chiaki, it's nice to meet you two.

Matsushita 'Will kill you in your sleep'  Chiaki

Well, that's not concerning. I give my boi a slight nudge. With his God-like powers, he understood and offers his hand. No, he did not cut it off.

Ayanokoji: Well, uh, my name is Ayanokoji Kiyotaka. Nice to meet you too.

I'm so proud.

But still Matsu-shit-a. Heheheheh. Oh, funny how English is not the only language to exist, isn't it!? ISN'T IT!? You yellow and blue dumbfu-

DarkBrown-Hair: Oh, that rhymed!

We don't know in Japanese... Wait a minut-- it's happening aga--

DarkBrown-Hair: I'm Sato Maya! I already know your names, so... I don't know where I was going with this.

Sato 'Ultimate Slapper' Maya

Y

/n: Total mood, and honestly. Appreciated, Sato-san.

Matsushita: The hungry one is Shinohara Satsuki.

Shinohara 'Goofy ahh Feminism'  Satsuki

Shinohara: Hey!

A man has fallen into the ri-- I'll stop...

And finally, the one who looks the bossiest and more into fashion than any of them.

Blond-Gal: Hm. Ah, I'm Karuizawa Kei. Come on, Hirata-kun, let's reserve a spot already!

Karuizawa 'BEST GIRL' Kei

Now listen to my rants--

She re-yoinks Hirata out and drags him along.

Shrugging my shoulders, I look back at the squad with a determination-filled face.

I open up my mouth as I speak a couple of words...

And those words would echo throughout the class for generations.

Y/n: Last to reach is a rotten egg!

A snicker escapes my lips as I lead a charge towards the cafeteria.

This is only the beginning.

Welcome to the Classroom of the Elite, my dear friends.

NOW ROLL THE CREDITS!

[Chapter 1: Enter Hell]
[COMPLETE]

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Welcome to chapter 1 which took only a month and a half to make... Well, over that.

How was it? Ya? Na? One of the chapters to exist?

Exams were over and I was enjoying myself with sleep and grass touching. Hard to believe it's been slightly over two weeks since I finished, it feels so long ago.

Anyhow, the best waifu aka Y/n is dragging Ayanokoji with him. Saved him from the monster known as Annoyingita.

Re-reading the first volume... I remember why I started to slightly dislike her. Then she was reduced to a side character. Bruh. Hair has gone for less screen time.

There is a lot of stuff I seem to have forgotten, like damn some interactions, even if they're simple as Sudo studying English just before the exams.

Need to do a marathon of re-reading the volumes... My procrastinating ass can't handle this. But I'll manage... Eventually.

After all, Hmoraisfilipe needs to give us an update.

And please do bully NEROSAMADA to update his PGR book. Thank you. He promised me, he would when I updated it.

And bitch, if you dare to say "update dxd fist lol", I will spam your discord with black men twerking... Probably.

But I do need to update it. It's been like... Seven months? No excuses for "studying" until further notice.

Remember, touch some fucking grass! Even eat it if you have to!

Banana out!

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