(Note that this is a work of fiction, any names and events are all fictitious. Happy reading)
Walking alongside a beautiful girl isn't so bad. Not until her friends, she's conniving at tricking the other students, blocked our way.
"As I thought. This bitch had gave in to this pretty boy! Did his fucker invite you to a date and you agreed? Is that why you fucking ruin our today's business?"
He was with two other students. They are taller for a first year, they almost reach my height. It's 6 foot flat by the way.
"Ken, this is... I can explain"
I stopped her from continuing what she will say. I want to see through this. What can a bunch of 1st year could do?
"Ugh! You don't have to explain! Him, being with you says it all!"
I grabbed her hand and tried to get out of the situation. However, they blocked our pathway, again.
Her friend was now grabbing my collar. I grabbed a hold of his arm and put on a little strength to my grip.
"Ken, stop! Why are you doing this!?"
Ken glared at her, she back off and shut her mouth.
I can say that he has the strength, but that alone, is not enough.
I tightened my grip. I want to crush his bone, for grabbing my collar and ruining my attire.
"Argh!"
Ken had let go of my arm when he felt his arm crushing.
"Oi, oi, Ken, stop fooling around. Just finish him, he's not tough looking"
"Senpai, take off your glasses. That might break, along with your pretty face!"
He suddenly attack and tried to punched me, when I use Ken as a shield.
"No, not me!"
Ken was hit by the punch, the other one joined in but I kicked his nuts. He was rolling on the floor, aiding his balls.
Ken's friend attacked me again. He gave a heavy blow, aiming for my face. I swerved and recover hurriedly to reciprocate. I gave him what he's failed to do. I copied what he did and his face, ate my heavy blow and he tumbled down.
Ken got his shit scared and ran away from me, when I approached him.
The other two followesd him, staggering on their feet.
'She must have been scared. Okay, this is when she's gonna hug me and kiss me on the cheeks, the lips is a no-go'
Or so I thought, neither of what I said was given to me.
"Are you okay, Senpai? That bastard, Ken! I knew he's gonna do this"
"I am fine. I wasn't hit or anything"
She looks glad.
"Let's go"
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We went to a place where she wanted to eat. A yakiniku,
Yakiniku (焼き肉 or 焼肉), meaning "grilled meat", is a Japanese term that, in its broadest sense, refers to grilled meat cuisine. "Yakiniku" originally referred to western "barbecue" food, the term being popularized by Japanese writer Kanagaki Robun (仮名垣魯文) in his Seiyo Ryoritsu (i.e. "western food handbook") in 1872 (Meiji period). The term later became associated with Korean-derived cuisine during the early Shōwa period. Due to the Korean War, the terms associated with Korea in Japan were divided into North Korea (Kita Chōsen) and South Korea (Kankoku); the reference to a "yakiniku restaurant" arose as a politically correct term for restaurants of either origin.
Today, "yakiniku" commonly refers to a style of cooking bite-size meat (usually beef and offal) and vegetables on gridirons or griddles over a flame of wood charcoals carbonized by dry distillation (sumibi, 炭火) or a gas/electric grill, making it one of the most popular national dishes of Japan. In many parts of the world, yakiniku is also commonly referred to as "Japanese barbecue". The origin of contemporary yakiniku has become a subject of debate, though it is conventionally considered to have been inspired by similar Korean cuisine. In 2002 the NHK program NHK Ningen Kōza (NHK人間講座, NHK Humanity Lecture) stated that: "While some tend to think that yakiniku came from Korea, it was born in post war Japan."Nonetheless, it remains categorically associated with similar Korean cuisine, with various dishes, such as bulgogi, being modified to better appeal to Japanese tastes.
The present style of yakiniku restaurants are derived from Korean restaurants in Osaka and Tokyo, which opened around 1945. In a yakiniku restaurant, diners order prepared raw ingredients (individually or as a set) which are brought to the table. The ingredients are cooked by the diners on a grill built into the table, several pieces at a time. The ingredients are then dipped in sauces known as tare before being eaten. The most common sauce is made of soy sauce mixed with sake, mirin, sugar, garlic, fruit juice and sesame. Garlic-and-shallot or miso-based dips are sometimes used. Korean side dishes like kimchi, nameul, bibimbap are served alongside. (Source : Wikipedia)
I remember someone when I saw her ate all those meat, like it was nothing. She even had deserts. I guess, that saying is true 'there's always room for desert'.
I spent a lot into this. But it is fine, since she's the reason I have money now.
I still don't know the full details of the school's system. We ate at a yakiniku restaurant and pay with the money I got.
She said that shop was one of our school's, you know. I can use my money on certain areas. She gave me all of the locations where I could spend my money.
"Kaneko-senpai, right? I am, Tachibana Rose"
'Right, It was Tachibana-san. The big eater'
I have met other students and even gave them my name and class. I'll just hope, that they won't pester me around.
"Tachibana-san"
We bid farewell and went our separate ways. The Battlegrounds' close time is lunch. It is now 2 P.M. I have a lot of time to waste.
'I'll hit the library, but first, I should by some cheap clothes and a new bag. I should also buy, Auntie something to eat'
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I went to one of the mall the school owns. I had Tachibana-san told me all of the place, the school own. Where I can use this money.
There is a variety of shops that I can use the money I have. All kinds of things a person will need. You can even use it at a brothel.
This money sure is useful in its own way. But, I think this is not right. I don't know what the school was thinking when they implemented this kind of system.
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'Okay, I bought what I needed. A new pair of clothes and a shoes. I even bought Auntie a cake. I remember it clearly, her favorite cake'
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I went home and gave the cake to my Auntie. She was happy when I gave it to her and said that I shouldn't have bothered myself.
I placed all of the things that I bought on one place, my bed. Leave it there and went to read some books.
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I am here, at a nearby library. I want to read some books. There might be someone that would recommend a book to me.
It was quiet when I entered. Well, libraries are always like that. I thought that there is no one here excluding the librarian. But there are also other people reading.
I browse through the shelves and look for an interesting book title.
There are so many of the books, I can't choose between them. So, I took what I think is good and will ask the librarian what she will pick.
Hmm... why is it always a girl? I mean, all of the people I came across, it's always a girl. Hmm... I have a harem? Really? Thank you, Author-san.
"Hi, I think I need your assistance"
Short hair, wearing an eye-glasses and her not too big boobs, totally my type of girl. Also, she'a thick.
"Wh-what is it?"
It seems like she was doing something other than reading. I wonder what it is.
"Can you sandwich me between your legs?"
'Oh, I have said it. My perverted mouth's running wild, again'
"P-pardon?"
'She didn't hear me, good God'
I placed all of the books I am holding, on top of her desk.
"I want you to choose the most interesting"
"No, no, no, you said something"
"Did I?"
She stood up.
"Yeah, you asked me to s-s-sandwich you between my legs"
'Ah, she heard me. I thought she's deaf'
"Will you?"
'She'll think that I am serious. Of course, she would, who wouldn't, if someone say something with s straight face'
"Uhh, ehh, sh-shouldn't we get to know each other first?"
I quickly grabbed her hand and give her a handshake.
"I'm Kaneko Seth, can you sandwich me now?"
She was puzzled, flabbergasted, and don't know what she will do.
"N-no, I... I can't right now!"
'I am so drenched in sweat right now, I just finished my daily routine'
"That's too bad. Next time don't masturbate in public"
"I'm... I'm not!"
'What is he saying?'
She was panicking and her face was beet red. She was also sweating bullets.
"I was kidding. I'm sorry about that, my mouth can be really as perverted as you are"
She seems to have take it too, as a joke.
"I'm not a pervert!"
'Oh, no, you're reading '48 Ways to Feel Loved' and you say you're not a perv"
"What are you reading again? If I remember, it's 48 something, ah 48 ways-"
She shut my mouth. Others were starting to hear our conversation.
"D-don't say that out loud! You're... embarassing me!"
She was panting. I guess she really did some exercise... hmmm.
"Then will you sandwich me?"
I lowered my voice, although it has been always like that.
"I-I said you, I can't"
"That's really too bad. Next time will do, if I ever come here again or meet you somewhere. For now, please pick the best book I've got here"
She calmed down after I said that. I can't believe that she's really gonna sandwich me between her legs. I can't wait.
She checked the books I took from the shelves. Looking at it, one by one.
"Heh... you've quite the taste. You picked some good books. I suggest you take this two. This two are a masterpiece"
'Her eyes are sparkling'
And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie
The story follows ten people who are brought together, for various reasons, to an empty mansion on an island. The mysterious hosts of this strange party are not present, but left instructions for two of the ten to tend the house as the housekeeper and cook. As the days unfold in accordance with the lyrics of a nursery rhyme, each invitee is forced to face the music (literally) and bear the consequences of their troubling pasts, as death will come for them one by one.
The Big Sleep by Raymond Chandler
Raymond Chandler's idea of mystery strays from conventions — for him it's less about the intricate plot and more about the atmosphere and characters. As such, The Big Sleep is no ordinary story: private eye Philip Marlowe gets hired to investigate the blackmailing of Carmen Sternwood, the second daughter of a wealthy general. The further he digs into this messy business, the more complicated the story gets, as Carmen continues to be blackmailed by others in a web of unexpected relations between the characters.
Chandler's work is complex: his characters are multi-faceted and his language rich with premonitions of the tragedy about to fall on this family. While the signs he drops are not exactly there to help you find out "who done it", it will definitely give you a foreboding awareness that makes it hard to put the book down.
"Thanks. I'll put this books back to its shelves"
"Please do"
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"I'll be borrowing this for a week"
She smiled. That was the first time after I came here. She was still sweating bullets though.
I took my handkerchief out of my pocket and wiped off the sweats on her forehead.
I caught her by surprise and she immediately stepped back.
"Wha-what are you doing!?"
"Didn't you see? I was wiping your sweat"
I could swear it's cold inside the library.
"It's fine if you don't want me wiping your sweat. Here take and use it"
I put my handkerchief on her desk. She was hesitating, she's thinking that if she took the handkerchief, I'll grab her or something.
"Th-thanks. I'll use it later"
"You can bring it back, later when we meet again. Be seeing you"
I have the books she recommended to me. There's nothing here that needs to be done, so I went home.
I was already near my house when I remember that I haven't ask her for her name.
I'm getting old.
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'This really smells nice! Haa... haa...'
The librarian was sniffing the handkerchief. She seems out of breath, as she was breathing heavily.
'No, I won't be able to forget him, If I keep this up'
She couldn't stop what she was doing. She's not using it to wipe her sweat, but instead, the handkerchief's what keeping her from sweating bullets.
She was like a dog in heat.
'Haa, haa, I want more of this, I want him!'
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