Chapitre 2: Chapter 2: Trouble [Rewritten]
[Chabashira Pov]
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[Student:]
[Name: Kurushima Kaoru]
[Class: First Year, Class D]
[Student ID: ?]
[Club Affiliations: None]
[Date of Birth: 20th October]
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[Evaluation:]
[Academic Ability: A+ (100)]
[Intelligence: A (95)]
[Decision Making: A+ (97)]
[Physical Ability: A+ (96)]
[Cooperativeness: B+ (76)]
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[Comments from the Interviewer:]
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[In all aspects, he appears to be an extraordinary student. Including some other students, he is one of the few in the school with incredible abilities, comparable to our graduates. However, we've seen a major problem with this student, that prevented his placement in Class A. Although he might not show it, he never made the effort of forming any meaningful relationship until now. He seems to keep others in a certain distance away from him, to prevent himself on experiencing the same pain he did on a prior incident during his childhood. We've deemed it as necessary, to advocate his placement into Class D instead. We hope, this student can process about the traumatic experience from his past, and be able to move on, forming meaningful bonds with others.]
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[Comment from Homeroom Teacher: ?]
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This year...
This year...
Class A will be certainly possible. Yes, with Ayanokoji and Kurushima, my ambition should finally become possible.
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[Kurushima Pov]
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Upon the end of the introductions, I could see some girls walking in Hirata's direction. I sent him a painful and tragic glance as I saw him a bit bothered by the attention. After all, he was more or less the leader, currently.
Just as I stood up, a couple of girls approached me. They walked towards my table, probably to get to know me better. Or perhaps, they might like me? I mean, I'm good looking, but that's another amount of a very fast approach.
"Kurushima-kun, would you like to head with us towards the entrance ceremony?" Sato, my classmate, asked in a kind and exciting manner.
"I guess... it wouldn't hurt on doing so. Yeah, sure, fine. I'll tag along."
I hope Ayanokoji doesn't hold it against me. I wanted to apologize, actually, for suddenly changing the topic, and having him introduce himself. I mean, we've had a more or less good talk with each other until now, so I was a bit curious about him.
Anyways... What's important is that he didn't seem to hold it against me at all. Given the fact that he's trailing the black haired girl. I believe, her name was Horikita Suzune, wasn't it? Well, it's not quite relevant either way. We've nothing to do with each other.
But I did remember her name alongside those of my classmates upon entering the room. A slight glance at the name plates and that was all that was needed. The only thing left was to classify who was who.
While thinking of the names of my classmates, I felt my arms being pressed against—Urgh, something very soft. I slightly glanced downwards, seeing how two girls were pressing their breasts against my arms, left and right.
One of them was my seat mate Mayo Sato, who sat right next to me, while the other one was Nene Mori, who sat in the front. That's awkward, I guess, but fine, somehow.
I don't think I'm really in the situation to complain though. No, not at all. Two fairly attractive girls were pressing their breasts against my arms.
I believe, if I were to complain about this... the boys would look at me as if I were an Alien. Not that I had the intention, though. And I don't want rumors to spread further that question my sexuality. That would be a blatant horror.
I like girls! I mean, I never was in love, but I do know that I'm attracted to girls. It's like the same principle whether you like Pizza or no Pizza. It is a natural feeling, one knows, immediately.
I decided to look myself around the classroom, until I could see two additional individuals staring... at me. One of them was called Karuizawa, I presume. She was a blonde haired female, with blue eyes. Evidently, what made her stand out was the fact that she dresses herself like a gyaru girl.
Strangely, as little as I know about such things, I did hear of it. I heard that it was becoming a bit popular lately. But I never saw a girl dressing like that in my middle school. Then again, the amount of times I was present in middle school... Haha, was quite low.
As for the other girl, Matsushita, she was dressed up normally. I'm not sure why she was looking at me, but if I had to guess, too, it was because of my looks, wasn't it? Or... could she perhaps heard of me?
No, but her name... I feel like I've heard it somewhere, didn't I? No... it must be a coincidence.
I didn't pay much attention, so I walked with Sato and Mori towards the gym hall. But I feel like... the boys in my class don't really like me at all.
Upon my arrival in the gymnasium, both girls and boys looked at me. I guess we are drawing quite the attention. And like before, once again, I could hear a handful amount of boys being frustrated by me.
Essentially, those, who didn't hide it, and said, "Damn Ikemen". It was a phrase I heard the second time today... But believe me, I'm not doing this deliberately.
I mean, these two definitely were attractive, but I hadn't any feelings, nor felt anything else regarding the fact they pressed their breasts against my arms. In fact, if I had to describe a type of girl I'd most likely like, it'd be someone who shares my passion, reading, I guess.
I don't think I'll ever have the encounter of meeting someone, and soon after, falling in love. Not me, I definitely wasn't like that. No matter what, I never fell in love, nor will it change. Besides... a bond is something I currently do not desire.
No, it's rather something I do not want. The bonds I had are gone, and the only one I had left remaining is with that of my guardian. However, he too, will leave me, soon.
If that happens, there'll be nothing more left of me. I'll be an empty shell, where once were connections and relationships. Bonds only lead to pain and heartache, in the end. It's better to prevent one-self of forming them.
Better is, to have a proper 'give-exchange' relationship, where everyone mutually benefits. I'll help the class, and in return, I'll use them. It's fair for both sides, isn't it? They benefit, and I benefit, too.
The fear of losing a precious bond is something I don't want to experience, once again. It's very painful, actually. But if you never form one, you'll never get hurt. That's better for me and everyone else.
Deeply sighing, I sat myself down. These two sat next to me, left and right, but well, I did not care quite much. I was focused on the beginning of the opening ceremony...
More precisely, on the appearance of Chairman Sakayanagi, a person whom I have loathed and hated over the past seven and a half years. But then I saw her, the devil's daughter, Arisu Sakayanagi.
She was a small white-haired girl with a cane, who looked rather innocent. If she wasn't his daughter, I wouldn't even care about her, but I do. To crush him, get him to talk, she was an essential part for one of my Plans. For Plan A, if it ever succeeded.
If that were to work, I could get the information from him. Her father, he is one of those who's responsible of that 'incident', my worst memory, the one that haunts me every morning, since almost eight years now.
That's the sole reason I decided to enroll at this school, despite being able to skip high school, completely, if I had the intention. He knows something regarding that 'incident', and is somehow involved in it.
Chairman Sakayanagi...
I'll make sure you'll lose everything, just like I did.
If you just weren't in this school for these past eight years, I'd have it way easier on obtaining my revenge. But don't worry, I've honed my mind and body into perfection.
There's no one better than me—in this school. And I'll make sure to break the very foundation of this school, if Plan A doesn't work...
Either way, you'll lose everything, in both cases...
That's what you and your accomplices get for creating a Monster.
Hahahaha... You're so near, yet I can't do anything...
It's so frustrating...
But your daughter is a different matter...
I'll crush her spirit completely, until she's expelled. But not now. I'll have to think about different ways on making you experience the worst pain ever...
"Kurushima-kun, is everything alright? You're biting your lips?" Sato asked.
"Yes, don't worry. I just happen to have very dry lips," I said, smiling at her.
Controlling myself is harder than I'd like to admit. I thought I had a decent control over myself, but it doesn't seem to be the case. It's no wonder, after all.
If one of the persons who brought your happy life, in complete chaos, and were to appear in front of you, wouldn't you be mad?
Wouldn't you want to exact revenge, to make them suffer as you did?
For me, it was like that. Revenge is everything I had left, so I'll have them taste their own medicine. Just as I thought I got control over myself, he walked upstairs, to the podium.
I simply smiled. He looked well, didn't he? How would he look, once he'll lose everything? And even though I felt my hatred running through every inch of my body, I was able to control myself, fortunately. But that didn't erase the enormous disgust I felt, currently...
My eyes, they were redder than usual. I could tell that easily. I focused myself only on him. I observed everything. His breathing interval, his speech pattern, the subtle twitches in his facial expressions. Every detail was etched into my mind, immediately.
Not soon after, he walked away, and the current Student Council President took word. I didn't listen to his speech, but the name 'Horikita', wasn't it hers? That black-haired girl?
So she must be his little sister, then, isn't she? How interesting...
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Just as the ceremony ended, I decided something. I should try on acting like a model-type student, towards everyone. For now, that'd be the better decision. Until I find a way, to bring him to talk, I should be extremely careful.
As the ceremony ended, I got from a couple of girls from my class an invitation whether I didn't want to accompany them to shopping.
I didn't see any reason to refute, so I accepted their invitation. "Sure."
To be honest however, this is my first time shopping with girls, in general. While the primarily reason I accepted was to let my influence grow among the class, I also was curious why they'd want a boy to go shopping with them.
Isn't it strange? Do they want me to judge their clothes or something? I have honestly, no idea. But I guess, they might want a male opinion regarding how the clothes they chose for themselves look like.
We don't know each other, after all. I'm someone who's neutral, and can probably judge it, I believe. Not like I ever did something like that, but I didn't think it was too difficult.
I sit, I judge, I go. That's it, isn't it?
As we arrived at the Shopping Mall, I leaned myself against the wall, looking at my phone. I immediately noticed the currency, in the phone. They were known as 'Private Points'. If there wasn't anything wrong with this school, shouldn't they just be known as simple Points? For what reason are they known as 'Private Points?'
Are they perhaps being differentiated? Makes sense, honestly. So I was in a sense rig—
"Girls, which clothes should we choose for Kurushima-kun?"
Pardon?
Did I hear them right? They aren't here because they want me to judge their clothes, but rather because they want to see me in different clothes? Have I understood this correctly?
But why...
"Look at this grayish-whitish suit, Chiaki-chan. Don't you think...he would look hot in it?" Sato expressed.
Of course, it were my looks, what else? Sometimes, I'm just too handsome, for my own good.
Hahaha... If my Mother were to hear that—she would probably roll her eyes and tell me to stop being so conceited. But deep down, I knew she would be secretly pleased. We would have a good laugh about this for a long time, wouldn't we?
Yeah...
I didn't pay much attention to them afterward, but I took the clothes and changed myself several times in it. The ones they chose, they were truthfully not bad. In particular, that grayish-white suit. I did like it, really, I did.
Honestly, I never had a good sense of fashion... So I'm kind of reassured that eight girls are objectively judging which clothes I look 'hot' and 'handsome' in and at which not. It still feels kind of awkward, given that I'm just a meter away from them, when they speak about my looks, but well, there can't be anything done about that.
After having seen myself in the mirror in these countless of clothes, I had to admit, they did a good job, searching them. They were really good...
Which is why...
I ended up buying each of these outfits they choose for me
[Private Points: 54.240]
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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