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Fantasy An Otaku's Life! [Reboot]
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Ariel
The Mermaid Slayer
Welcome to Sakura High School!
A week had already passed since the beginning of this school year. Clubs had found their new presidents and captains, hoping to fill their superiors shoes well. Some stayed in their positions, having another year or two before they too would have to say farewell to this high school. Most were sad but there were a few who would have not been happier saying goodbye. The first years who came to school found old and new friends. Those elder to them befriended some of them and furthermore, each other. The beginning of the year was always a prime time to meet new people and that was why most of those students that could be seen, looked happy.
This school, while not extremely diverse in elective classes, offered a wide variety of after school clubs from arts and crafts club to basketball to the famous newspaper club. If someone had an interest, there was likely a club to fit their needs. If there was not, that was because there was simply not enough room for another club. Some of the clubs had to share areas, whether that be for overflow or equipment reasons, already.
What could be more perfect than to be here? What could happen here? Perhaps lasting friendships will be made during the Fall Festival, when colorful lanterns light up a path of booths with delicious warm food and cute souvenirs. Maybe a girl will finally work up the nerve to make her crush a boxed lunch. Maybe a boy will finally have enough courage to confess to his own crush. Maybe a huge scandal will break out and be exposed to the entire school through the newspaper club. Maybe they'll all go on a field trip that some will remember for the rest of their lives.
Who knows?
And of course, who other than you can find out?
FabulousTrash
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Izu-chan, hurry up! You're gonna be late!
Dressed in her school uniform, Riku Amazaki was standing by the door at the front of the house, her bag in hand. Huffing slightly, Amazaki glanced over to the clock on the wall. It was nearly time for school to begin, and Izumo was still getting ready, or something like that.
She probably stayed up late again....
Amazaki turned to open the front door, slowly turning the handle.....
*SLAM*
Aaah!!
Amazaki jumped in shock, startled from the loud noise. She whipped her head back to see what that noise was. Looking up the stairs, she could see Izumo dashing out of her room. Her shirt was a mess only partly tucked into her skirt, she only had one arm in her jacket and she was holding her bag by her mouth as she worked on getting her other arm into the sleeve of her jacket. Her hair wasnt that bad though. A plus for having relatively short hair compared to Amazaki's long hair. Izumo was at the bottom of the steps quickly and finally got her jacket on, taking the bag handle out of her mouth and quickly slipped on her shoes.
Alright lets go!
Izumo was quick out the door, clearly caught up in the moment of hurry. Amazaki sighed and shook her head, smiling and stepped out of the house. Before she closed the door, she turned and called out in no particular direction
I-tekimasu!
With that, Amazaki closed the front door behind her, running to catch up with her twin. It didnt take long for her to find Izumo, who in the short time managed to make her look presentable, somehow.
You need to stop staying up late.
I know, but I was having so much fun!
Izumo grinned like a child, looking up slightly. She could remember last night like it just happened hours ago, mainly cause it did. Her game sense and overall playing was incredibly on point the entire time. It made Izumo feel like a god. But of course, good things dont come without some drawbacks. Izumo was really tired.
It was the twins' second year at Sakura HIgh School, but they were already deeply involved. For Izumo, she was able to convince the school administration to allow the formation of an eSports team, on the condition that the team would not be officially tied with the school since there werent many other schools who had a eSports team of their own. Instead, the team would partake in local tournaments and would give 5% of their prize winnings to the school. Initially, the team was small, composed of 6 people including Izumo. Though, over the summer, she had received murmurous emails from incoming students as well as some people from her year inquiring about the team. So many people were asking about it that Izumo ended up hosting tryouts at the school. During summer. In the end, the team gained 7 new members over the summer and more were scheduled to tryout today. It wasnt long before the team, officially known to the world as "Team Equinox", would be able to expand to new games and establish a larger presence in the online world.
As for Amazaki, she had found a place in the Art Club. Her style of drawing was unorthodox to say the least, but interesting nonetheless. What was also cool was that Amazaki was one of few who drew art digitally, as opposed to traditional ways, a trait that earn her much attention.
Reaching into her school back, Izumo pulled out a large can. A energy drink. Cracking the tab and opening the drink, Izumo took a few sips, feeling the cold and carbonated liquid rush down her throat. Amazaki watched, rolling her eyes slightly
I swear you're going to have health problems if you keep drinking those
I moderate it.
Just barely.
It didnt take the twins long to get to school, thankfully. They didnt live too far away, a casual walking distance of maybe 10 minutes, give or take current conditions. Normally they would be leaving alot later, but today was a special day. Izumo had scheduled a morning practice today in addition to the regular after school practice for the team since another tournament was coming up. Though, with Izumo being herself, she had forgot and it was up to her twin to remember for her. A regular practice at this rate.
The twins eventually arrived to the school with plenty of time to spare. Izumo took her phone out, checking the time. The other members of the team should be arriving in a few minutes.
Dressed in her school uniform, Riku Amazaki was standing by the door at the front of the house, her bag in hand. Huffing slightly, Amazaki glanced over to the clock on the wall. It was nearly time for school to begin, and Izumo was still getting ready, or something like that.
She probably stayed up late again....
Amazaki turned to open the front door, slowly turning the handle.....
*SLAM*
Aaah!!
Amazaki jumped in shock, startled from the loud noise. She whipped her head back to see what that noise was. Looking up the stairs, she could see Izumo dashing out of her room. Her shirt was a mess only partly tucked into her skirt, she only had one arm in her jacket and she was holding her bag by her mouth as she worked on getting her other arm into the sleeve of her jacket. Her hair wasnt that bad though. A plus for having relatively short hair compared to Amazaki's long hair. Izumo was at the bottom of the steps quickly and finally got her jacket on, taking the bag handle out of her mouth and quickly slipped on her shoes.
Alright lets go!
Izumo was quick out the door, clearly caught up in the moment of hurry. Amazaki sighed and shook her head, smiling and stepped out of the house. Before she closed the door, she turned and called out in no particular direction
I-tekimasu!
With that, Amazaki closed the front door behind her, running to catch up with her twin. It didnt take long for her to find Izumo, who in the short time managed to make her look presentable, somehow.
You need to stop staying up late.
I know, but I was having so much fun!
Izumo grinned like a child, looking up slightly. She could remember last night like it just happened hours ago, mainly cause it did. Her game sense and overall playing was incredibly on point the entire time. It made Izumo feel like a god. But of course, good things dont come without some drawbacks. Izumo was really tired.
It was the twins' second year at Sakura HIgh School, but they were already deeply involved. For Izumo, she was able to convince the school administration to allow the formation of an eSports team, on the condition that the team would not be officially tied with the school since there werent many other schools who had a eSports team of their own. Instead, the team would partake in local tournaments and would give 5% of their prize winnings to the school. Initially, the team was small, composed of 6 people including Izumo. Though, over the summer, she had received murmurous emails from incoming students as well as some people from her year inquiring about the team. So many people were asking about it that Izumo ended up hosting tryouts at the school. During summer. In the end, the team gained 7 new members over the summer and more were scheduled to tryout today. It wasnt long before the team, officially known to the world as "Team Equinox", would be able to expand to new games and establish a larger presence in the online world.
As for Amazaki, she had found a place in the Art Club. Her style of drawing was unorthodox to say the least, but interesting nonetheless. What was also cool was that Amazaki was one of few who drew art digitally, as opposed to traditional ways, a trait that earn her much attention.
Reaching into her school back, Izumo pulled out a large can. A energy drink. Cracking the tab and opening the drink, Izumo took a few sips, feeling the cold and carbonated liquid rush down her throat. Amazaki watched, rolling her eyes slightly
I swear you're going to have health problems if you keep drinking those
I moderate it.
Just barely.
It didnt take the twins long to get to school, thankfully. They didnt live too far away, a casual walking distance of maybe 10 minutes, give or take current conditions. Normally they would be leaving alot later, but today was a special day. Izumo had scheduled a morning practice today in addition to the regular after school practice for the team since another tournament was coming up. Though, with Izumo being herself, she had forgot and it was up to her twin to remember for her. A regular practice at this rate.
The twins eventually arrived to the school with plenty of time to spare. Izumo took her phone out, checking the time. The other members of the team should be arriving in a few minutes.
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Theo713
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“Are you sure this is a good idea sir? I do not like the idea of you being there, all alone no less, surrounded by all of those....commoners.” The voice on the other end of the line would state, Anton chuckling a bit as he moved around his apartment, still in the process of getting dressed and ready for what was sure to be an adventure: The first day at a new school.“It's a little late to be worried about that now, isn't it? I'm already here, mostly unpacked, and....missing my tie.” Weird. He was sure he had laid it out the night before. “Top drawer of your dresser sir.” Huh. He was right. “I must impose again sir that you at least have a small security detail brought in, for your protection.” The man would again state as Anton finished tying his tie, then again moving to the bathroom to make sure he had tied it correctly. “Noted. Rejected. Anything else Alphonse?” Anton heard a light sigh come from the other end of the line. Alphonse knew it was futile to try and get Anton to agree to the protection detail, but as his butler he still had to try. “Yes sir. One more thing. If you will not agree to the protection detail, promise me you will stay weary of your surroundings at all times. ((I'm assuming the city is)) Tokyo's population dwarfs Liechtenstein’s by nearly 40 times. No doubt the city is teaming with countless ruffians and renegades--” Alphonse was cut off when Anton pulled off his blue-tooth earpiece and the call ended, Anton looking to the ceiling and giving a quick salute to one of the many hidden cameras installed within the confines of the apartment. He needed to get to school to fill out the last of his transfer paperwork before classes started, and standing around here listening to his butler ramble on about the dangers of the commoner world wasn't going to help with that.
Grabbing his backpack and opening the front door, Anton would turn to look towards the inside of his apartment again, taking just a moment to take the scene in. It wasn't a castle. It wasn't a hotel room. It wasn't even the a stand alone building. It was just an apartment. An apartment in a sea of other apartments, the same as the ones around it. Sure, it was a tad more luxurious than what most people who lived on their own could afford, and in a slightly better part of town than what others might expect, but for the next 12 months at least, it was his. His apartment that he had decided on by himself. He smiled at the thought, turning and leaving the apartment room so he could head for school.
The train ride to school was unexpectedly more crowded than he had imaged it would be. Maybe Alphonse wasn't making up that figure after all. The train was pretty full when he got on, and so far it seemed that only more people had gotten on. Every inch he moved seemed to be immediately taken up by someone else, to the point that Anton was almost standing on one foot by the time it was time for him to get off at the station closest to the school. He still had a bit of a walk ahead of him, but it couldn't be any worse than the commute on the train. Once off the train Anton would stretch and straighten out his uniform, making a mental note that he would have to leave earlier tomorrow to try and avoid the influx of people. Anton would pop his ear buds in to his phone and listen to the directions of the GPS in his phone for the first few directions, turning the GPS back off when he realized he wasn't the only student that had been on the train. No point in wasting phone battery when he can follow the crowd. Anton would give his uniform one final dusting as the school came in to view, Anton then pulling out a paper map of the school and giving it a once over. The directions were clear enough that he could make it to the main office with no problem, but it was Anton's opinion the best way to meet new people was to be the one to break the ice. So who...he finally decided on a pair of girls, one of them checking her watch to see what time it was. He would approach the two without hesitation, announcing himself by clearing his throat before asking the two “Excuse me. I'm new to this school, and was wondering if you could tell me how to get to the main office?”
FabulousTrash
Grabbing his backpack and opening the front door, Anton would turn to look towards the inside of his apartment again, taking just a moment to take the scene in. It wasn't a castle. It wasn't a hotel room. It wasn't even the a stand alone building. It was just an apartment. An apartment in a sea of other apartments, the same as the ones around it. Sure, it was a tad more luxurious than what most people who lived on their own could afford, and in a slightly better part of town than what others might expect, but for the next 12 months at least, it was his. His apartment that he had decided on by himself. He smiled at the thought, turning and leaving the apartment room so he could head for school.
The train ride to school was unexpectedly more crowded than he had imaged it would be. Maybe Alphonse wasn't making up that figure after all. The train was pretty full when he got on, and so far it seemed that only more people had gotten on. Every inch he moved seemed to be immediately taken up by someone else, to the point that Anton was almost standing on one foot by the time it was time for him to get off at the station closest to the school. He still had a bit of a walk ahead of him, but it couldn't be any worse than the commute on the train. Once off the train Anton would stretch and straighten out his uniform, making a mental note that he would have to leave earlier tomorrow to try and avoid the influx of people. Anton would pop his ear buds in to his phone and listen to the directions of the GPS in his phone for the first few directions, turning the GPS back off when he realized he wasn't the only student that had been on the train. No point in wasting phone battery when he can follow the crowd. Anton would give his uniform one final dusting as the school came in to view, Anton then pulling out a paper map of the school and giving it a once over. The directions were clear enough that he could make it to the main office with no problem, but it was Anton's opinion the best way to meet new people was to be the one to break the ice. So who...he finally decided on a pair of girls, one of them checking her watch to see what time it was. He would approach the two without hesitation, announcing himself by clearing his throat before asking the two “Excuse me. I'm new to this school, and was wondering if you could tell me how to get to the main office?”
FabulousTrashNonexisting
Four Thousand Club
mew
Male-18-second year-arts&crafts club prez
having gotten up rather early that morning mew pulled himself free of the cord plugged into the flesh of his upper back between his shoulder blades as a blue fluid dripped down his bare back and leaving the spot rather bruised. taking a tissue he wiped off the the iridescent fluid and threw the tissue into a close by trash bin with a small grunt. he then proceeded to pull off the monitoring tabs. why was he covered in wires? well,that was simply because the doctor had to do maintenance on his body while mew was asleep. unlike his brothers mew had to have such procedures,check ups,and tests run on his body to make sure everything was still running smoothly. it was a normality for the life of a cyborg. at first glance no body would suspect that he was a cyborg,not even when you got close it wouldn't be too easy to tell unless said person had x-ray vision or he got injured and exposed something. on the other hand it was obvious he was no human just by looking at him but despite that he didn't even bother trying to hide his ears or tail. stretching with a yawn and rubbing his sore backside before getting off the uncomfortable lab bed mew walked over to one of the sterile tables grabbing the box of band aids nearly knocking over the jars without thinking and took out a bandaid before placing it over the spot on his back were his cord had been. the alien then left the lab only to hear the sounds of his adopted brothers yelling at each other only to be followed by loud crash and a sudden girlish scream obviously coming from suza.
"SHIT! THIS IS BAD!"
mew walked down the hallway stopping by the living area only to see his brothers standing there. jyro was on the floor with his head in his robotic hands panicking over the pieces of a sculpture and suza tried desperately to pick it up. when they noticed mew had saw them they looked to him for help but mew was quick to shake his head and walk away. "NOPE! DEAL WITH IT YOURSELVES!! I HAVE TO GET READY!!!" mew yelled as he bolted down the hallway quickly heading for his own room which was the one with his name painted on the door with a cute cat head under it. he slammed the door shut and hurried to his dresser taking out his collar putting it on first then grabbed his uniform and got dressed. he the grabbed a brush and fixed his soft dark colored hair as well as brushed his tail. after that mew decided to put in a pair of pink gages and a matching septum and put on his red glasses before going over grabbing his backpack to make sure he had everything he needed. "art supplies.check. notebook.check. books.check. wallet.check. phone.check.laptop.check. check.check.checccccccccccck...oh and gotta get my lunch." he mumbled and slung his bag over his shoulder. he left his room then went into the kitchen quickly taking out his lunch putting it in his bag then grabbed a can of juice and put a frozen pair of waffles in the toaster. POP! the waffles came out and mew put some butter on them squishing them together like a sandwich and quickly ate it before walking out the door with his juice in hand drinking it whilist he walked out the door of his normal-ish looking house. mew downed his juice throwing it in a trash bin then exhaled and crouched down. "READY! SET! GOOOO!!!" he yelled with a purr and jumped up running at full speed torwards a tree climbing up the side and swung himself up onto the roof. he ran at a extreme speed jumping between rooftops until he got close enough,looked around and jumped down landing on his feet. he then smirked purring as his tail flicked up behind him pleased with himself. that had been quite easy. he was not far behind the three. he was familiar with the girls, after all amazaki had joined his club so it only made sense he knew who she was. the guy on the other hand,he didn't recognize him one bit and from his scans it seemed the guy was new. walking over slowly behind them as if him jumping off a roof hadn't happened mew waved. "oi,morning,riku-chan. seems we both decided to show up,ahhh but i'd rather had slept longerrrr.." he greeted exhaling as he came to stand looking at the twins then looked back over at the new guy with his dark red eyes taking off his glasses and narrowing his eyes at him. "hmm, the office? you dun know de way? ok. " he snapped his finger pointing torwards the school and started to walk forward. "this way brotha i will show yee de way,boiyo!" he told him serious about showing him and snickered a bit at himself for talking the way he did.
FabulousTrash
Theo713
FabulousTrash
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As the twins were nearing the school entrance, Amazki looked up from her watch. Izumo brought her drink up to her lips, taking the last few sips and finishing the can off, looking around and tossed it into the nearest recycle bin. Only moments passed before the twins were alerted to someone's presence behind them. Turning around, Amazaki and Izumo looked to see who it was.
It was a male, and he looked rather wealthy. Maybe his parents were just hard working? But there was a weird aura that came with him, like the twins were supposed to bow to him or something.
But that didnt happen. The twins listened as the male somewhat introduced himself, asking where the main office was. Izumo was about to speak up before another voice called out to the group.
"Oi, morning Riku-chan."
Amazaki turned to look, and saw Mew walking up to the twins. Mew was the Art Club president who Amazaki met last year when she first joined. Amazaki always had an interest in Mew's taste in appearance. She was sure she wasnt the only one as well, but she had noticed that he was different from everyone else. In one of the meetings from last year, Amazaki had noticed that Mew had scarring between his shoulders and on his back. She never asked what it was from or why it was there, seeing that it was an invasion of privacy.
With a smile on her face, Amazaki waved back to Mew.
Ohaiyo, Mew-kun.
Izumo looked over to Mew, nodding in acknowledgement. Unlike her twin, Izumo didnt know Mew that well. She had only seen him once or twice whenever the Art Club was hosting some activity during the school's culture festival.
The twins watched as Mew took over the situation, leading the unknown male off to where the main office and speaking in a weird way. They looked at eachother and Izumo just shrugged.
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Theo713
Without another word, the pair walked into the school building, heading to their shoe lockers. Inside were the school-provided indoor footwear, which were like a mix of slippers and shoes. They were easy to slide in, but stayed on easily, even when running. Though, they used different shoes for gym class too.
After changing their footwear, Izumo headed off towards the back end of the main building, where alot of the larger rooms such as the band room and the science classrooms were placed. The team was lucky enough to have their own locked storage area in the school, holding all the computers, monitors and other things needed for them. Only Izumo and some of the administration had a key to the door. Not even the janitors had keys to the storage area.
Amazki didnt really have anywhere to go, so she followed her twin. Last night, she had insisted in sitting in on one of the team's practices to see how it all operated, as well as for "inspiration" for her art. Izumo didnt really have any chance to object.
As the twins neared the fine arts wing of the school, there was a plain door in sight up ahead. There were no special markings on it. Izumo went up to the door, reaching into her bag and pulled out a silver key, putting it into the lock of the door and twisted the key. The door unlocked and Izumo opened up the storage closet, reaching in and pulled out a small cart. On the cart were 6 tower PCs. Pointing inside, Izumo looked over to her twin.
Can you get the cart with the computer monitors on it?
Hai.
Amazki went into the closet, pulling out a second cart with computer monitors on it and followed Izumo down the hall a short ways, before turning into a nearby classroom. It was a large classroom with sinks and cabinets lining the walls. It was a science lab. Izumo set the cart with the PCs to the side as she began arranging desks. Amazaki followed her twin's lead, moving to help Izumo with the chairs.
It was a male, and he looked rather wealthy. Maybe his parents were just hard working? But there was a weird aura that came with him, like the twins were supposed to bow to him or something.
But that didnt happen. The twins listened as the male somewhat introduced himself, asking where the main office was. Izumo was about to speak up before another voice called out to the group.
"Oi, morning Riku-chan."
Amazaki turned to look, and saw Mew walking up to the twins. Mew was the Art Club president who Amazaki met last year when she first joined. Amazaki always had an interest in Mew's taste in appearance. She was sure she wasnt the only one as well, but she had noticed that he was different from everyone else. In one of the meetings from last year, Amazaki had noticed that Mew had scarring between his shoulders and on his back. She never asked what it was from or why it was there, seeing that it was an invasion of privacy.
With a smile on her face, Amazaki waved back to Mew.
Ohaiyo, Mew-kun.
Izumo looked over to Mew, nodding in acknowledgement. Unlike her twin, Izumo didnt know Mew that well. She had only seen him once or twice whenever the Art Club was hosting some activity during the school's culture festival.
The twins watched as Mew took over the situation, leading the unknown male off to where the main office and speaking in a weird way. They looked at eachother and Izumo just shrugged.
N Nonexisting
Theo713
Without another word, the pair walked into the school building, heading to their shoe lockers. Inside were the school-provided indoor footwear, which were like a mix of slippers and shoes. They were easy to slide in, but stayed on easily, even when running. Though, they used different shoes for gym class too.
After changing their footwear, Izumo headed off towards the back end of the main building, where alot of the larger rooms such as the band room and the science classrooms were placed. The team was lucky enough to have their own locked storage area in the school, holding all the computers, monitors and other things needed for them. Only Izumo and some of the administration had a key to the door. Not even the janitors had keys to the storage area.
Amazki didnt really have anywhere to go, so she followed her twin. Last night, she had insisted in sitting in on one of the team's practices to see how it all operated, as well as for "inspiration" for her art. Izumo didnt really have any chance to object.
As the twins neared the fine arts wing of the school, there was a plain door in sight up ahead. There were no special markings on it. Izumo went up to the door, reaching into her bag and pulled out a silver key, putting it into the lock of the door and twisted the key. The door unlocked and Izumo opened up the storage closet, reaching in and pulled out a small cart. On the cart were 6 tower PCs. Pointing inside, Izumo looked over to her twin.
Can you get the cart with the computer monitors on it?
Hai.
Amazki went into the closet, pulling out a second cart with computer monitors on it and followed Izumo down the hall a short ways, before turning into a nearby classroom. It was a large classroom with sinks and cabinets lining the walls. It was a science lab. Izumo set the cart with the PCs to the side as she began arranging desks. Amazaki followed her twin's lead, moving to help Izumo with the chairs.
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Theo713
Senior Member
Anton turned as a voice called out to their small gathering, seeing a sight he hadn't prepared himself mentally for. A male walking towards them, almost a half foot taller than Anton. But that wasn't what caught his attention. It was the ears and the tail that Anton couldn't look away from. Surely they were fake. They had to be fake. Which meant Ooh my God it's a hoodlum. Alphonse was right. Anton quickly shook the thought from his mind when the male spoke, Anton again feeling very confused. “De...De way?” he questioned aloud, looking after the male when he started to walk away. “What is this De way?” He again questioned, taking a step after the male before realizing his first mistake. He hadn't introduced himself properly to the other students yet. He would quickly stop and turn to the girls before they departed, giving a quick bow. “If you'll excuse m..us...ladies.” He might not have introduced himself, but he couldn't allow himself to leave the situation without at least a proper farewell now could he?
Now following the taller male student, Anton would occasionally shift his glance between the paper map he had been given and his actual surroundings. School had already been in session for a full week, but he wondered “Excuse me...erm.....guide-san, has the student council already been elected in to office yet?” Was that how it worked? He was sure it was. He didn't know what to call the guy leading him to the office, so guide-san seemed to be the best option.
Sorry for shortness. Its all I could think of x.x N Nonexisting ,
FabulousTrash
Now following the taller male student, Anton would occasionally shift his glance between the paper map he had been given and his actual surroundings. School had already been in session for a full week, but he wondered “Excuse me...erm.....guide-san, has the student council already been elected in to office yet?” Was that how it worked? He was sure it was. He didn't know what to call the guy leading him to the office, so guide-san seemed to be the best option.
Sorry for shortness. Its all I could think of x.x N Nonexisting ,
FabulousTrash
Idea
The Pun Tyrant
Akacha Torappu
Start of the Events: 6:15 AM
In a certain neighbourhood, a particular family had just moved in very recently. Information about them was not yet available to the majority of the neighbourhood, besides some gossip supposedly taken from credile sources which mysteriously appeared not communicate with anyone else except the ones starting the gossip. They said this family had just moved in from a city in Italy, which had suffered a "nuclear factory malfunction due to Earthquakes", which among my industry was known to almost always be code for "kaiju attack". For all intends and purposes, however, they did in fact seem like just any normal family. To, the man who liked to proclaim himself to be the head of that family, though he was for the most part just a kind, meek glass-wearing father for his children, was rather surprised in that morning a couple days after they moved in, witnessing a girl with about the age of their youngest daughter rush out of her house, wearing a slightly oversized black uniform with a red ribbon, the standard uniform of Sakura High, and a pink bandellete over her hair. Where was a girl like that going all alone, their expressions betrayed that they were asking themselves. Why is she carrying a toast in her mouth and wearing a barely passable (but very neat and clean) high school uniform? Well, I knew that was what they had to be thinking, I also knew the oddest part of this wasn't the highschool uniform, but the damm teddy-bear clustered pink backpack that seemed more fitting to go camping than to go to school if you only looked at it's size and shape which that insane doctor had stuck me with. It made me extra thanful to be in highschool, weird as that might sound for someone in my position, to know that at least if there were uniforms, she couldn't dress up me up as she pleased during those days at least.
"Hey, little miss!" The newcomer's voice called out to me. I stopped running, skillfully removed the toast from my mouth and turned to the guy, tilting my head. "C'mere! What's your name? I'm one of your new neighbours, my name is Cal Mustachi. What are you doing out so early?"
Naturally, I gave it a moment's thought. I couldn't afford to blow my cover, but I didn't want to create any bad misunderstandings either. So I smiled and threw my hands in the air, waving energetically.
"Yay! New neighbour! Nice to meet you Cal, I'm Akacha Torappu!" I shouted back to him. "I need to get to school right now, but I hope we can become real great friends! Later!"
I did noticed him waving back at me with a smile that was halfway to a grin, then he turned around while muttering something to himself I couldn't quite catch. Maybe something about highschool not starting until 8? Yeah, that was true, for most people. However, I was the proud founder of the Student and School Protection Club, the SSPC! To the very end, I would fulfill my duty as such, it was painful only seeing things done halfway, so I always made sure to come just a little bit earlier, ESPECIALLY since we were just starting the week, there was a lot to be discussed.
7:09 AM
"I will now begin the formal presence call. Akacha Torappu, present. Miyazaki Risa?" I raised my gaze, and naturally the girl was present. My one and only other club member, in the SSCP at least, but she was also with me in the student council. While this life I was living now might be fake, she did hold a very real place in my heart already. It wouldn't be a stretch, for now at least, to call her my best friend while in the cover of "Akacha Torappu". I released a big yawn that had been building up for a while, and was just barely in time to cover the very last fraction of a second of the yawn with my hand. Naturally, I couldn't allow tht subject to take hold. I wanted to get to today's plans quickly, but as I toom a seat and observed our club room, right next to the student council's, I couldn't help but recall it. "It's a brand new year huh? Can't believe we're actually still standing, with our club. Do you remember when we first started? The day you joined in and had me join the student council as well?"
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"Bullies, animals and deliquents! Random pranksters and other threats to our school and to our student! Help us keep our place safe! Join the Student and School Portection Club!" I yelled out again, pratically shoving the pamflets down people's throats. It had been a whole week. The club recruitment period wouldn't last forever, and yet I didn't have a single new member. At this rate, I might as well say goodbye to the Students and School Protection Club. At this rate, I could say goodbye to what had defined me up until recently: Investigating, protecting, overcoming. Without a club to do that in, I would never have anyone's permission to do any of those things. Without managing something I wouldn't be able to eep y skills sharp and send good reports. Without a cause under which to protect I wouldn't be able to fight for any cause. I'd be a lost cause. Already there were tears starting to form in my eyes, andpeople would walk away from the awkward sight, making the situation even worse for me.
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[div class=textbox]Risa giggled lightly when Akacha did her roll-calls. "Present," She responded when her name was called. "Ohaiyo, Akacha-chan." She greeted politely, the yawn from the young girl only made her smile wider. She took her seat in the makeshift meeting table, made of six desks pushed together. While the president took the seat at the head of the table, Risa took the one on her right. She took the short silence from her to take out two folders from her bag, and placed one in front of Akacha and herself. The folder compiled of complaints, tips and the like from the past week. It was still thin, since it was just the beginning of the year, but that shows how much this club was needed in the school. If there was already bullying, pranks, and fights that involved the students and their safety.
Risa tilted her head curiously at her question, "Of course I do." She said proudly, a gentle smile on her face, but it didn't reach her eyes. "We're going to have to find more members before we graduate this year." She told her, it will be hard, not many people want to take on such a hard role. But they will have to- they must gather more students. So that when they graduate, this club would still continue without them.
Risa already set her eyes on the student council. She acted fast, already securing the position of vice-president for the next term. She wasn't sure about joining any other clubs, but that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy the bustling corridors with colorful recruitment flyers and propaganda to lure in new students to join the clubs offered. It was nearly the end of the week, and many students had already joined one. The clubs' work was done as they were satisfied with their new numbers. However, as she walked down the hall, Risa could still hear someone attempting the recruit members. Her amber eyes widened at the sight of a small girl in their school uniform, desperately shouting. Passing students would let go of the flyer she handed them as they walked away. She picked one up.
"Student and School Protection Club?" She asked aloud to no one in particular. Her eyes flicked back up to the cute girl, admiring the initiative and passion she had in her tiny body, a perfect disciplinary officer. Risa walked up towards her, flyer in her hand. "You have my interest. If I join, would you apply to be a discipline officer in the student council?" She put her hand out for her to agree, a smile on her face and a glint of excitement in her eyes.
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[div class=textbox1]"Hii...ro....!"
The teen only pushed himself further into his warm duvet at the sound of his mother's calls. "No..." He groaned, his voice deeper than usual thanks to lack of water and the early morning. Despite his little protest, footsteps neared and the door soon opened, revealing his mother as she stood with arms crossed next to the bed.
"Mou! It's already been a week since school started! You should be more energetic!" The covers suddenly disappeared, causing Hiro to squeal dramatically. "I've made breakfast. Come on down quick, or you'll really be late for school!"
Hiro's childish acts didn't stop till he couldn't hear his mother's footsteps. He propped himself up on an elbow, sliding his feet unto the cold wooden floors before letting out a big yawn. 'Maybe I shouldn't have stayed up gaming.' He thought-- and it was exactly like this last Monday. Stretching and groaning like an old man, he dragged his feet into the washroom, not before taking a clean set of uniform with him. After 5 minutes, Hiro was all ready to take on the day. Walking down his two-storey house, he was welcomed with the smell of cooked rice and fried fish. He greeted both his parents a good morning and slid into his seat next to his father, who as usual had his face hidden in the morning paper. The only other sounds were the pages turning and the announcer reporting the latest news on the television.
"Oh! Good job, Mom! This looks delicious as usual!" Hiro praised, then clapped his hands together to say 'itadakimasu.'
"Sweet talk won't get you anywhere honey," Her voice came from the kitchen.
"Listen to your mom, kiddo." His dad chimed in. Hiro mock-scowled at him while chewing. The only thing stopping his peaceful morning was the time.
"Ah! I'm going to be late!" He shoved the rest of his meal into his mouth, downing it with a bowl of miso soup. Grabbing his bag and lunch, Hiro stumbled to get his shoes on by the door. "Itekimasu!"
Just before the door slammed shut behind him, he heard both of them wish him off, "Iterashai!"
Hiro's home was about half an hour away by train. And it was already 7:35 am. He sprinted towards the train station, the streets already crowded with working men and women. His stomach protested strongly, he was going to get cramps or indigestion once he stopped. "Argh! Dammit!" He cursed, not slowing down.
"Wait wait! Don't close the door!" He shouted at the closing doors of the train. Luckily, the direction the train was going wasn't busy and he managed to jump in just as the sliding doors shut. He panted heavily, wiping the sweat off his brow. He might just make it to first period on time.
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[div class=textbox]Risa giggled lightly when Akacha did her roll-calls. "Present," She responded when her name was called. "Ohaiyo, Akacha-chan." She greeted politely, the yawn from the young girl only made her smile wider. She took her seat in the makeshift meeting table, made of six desks pushed together. While the president took the seat at the head of the table, Risa took the one on her right. She took the short silence from her to take out two folders from her bag, and placed one in front of Akacha and herself. The folder compiled of complaints, tips and the like from the past week. It was still thin, since it was just the beginning of the year, but that shows how much this club was needed in the school. If there was already bullying, pranks, and fights that involved the students and their safety.
Risa tilted her head curiously at her question, "Of course I do." She said proudly, a gentle smile on her face, but it didn't reach her eyes. "We're going to have to find more members before we graduate this year." She told her, it will be hard, not many people want to take on such a hard role. But they will have to- they must gather more students. So that when they graduate, this club would still continue without them.
Risa already set her eyes on the student council. She acted fast, already securing the position of vice-president for the next term. She wasn't sure about joining any other clubs, but that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy the bustling corridors with colorful recruitment flyers and propaganda to lure in new students to join the clubs offered. It was nearly the end of the week, and many students had already joined one. The clubs' work was done as they were satisfied with their new numbers. However, as she walked down the hall, Risa could still hear someone attempting the recruit members. Her amber eyes widened at the sight of a small girl in their school uniform, desperately shouting. Passing students would let go of the flyer she handed them as they walked away. She picked one up.
"Student and School Protection Club?" She asked aloud to no one in particular. Her eyes flicked back up to the cute girl, admiring the initiative and passion she had in her tiny body, a perfect disciplinary officer. Risa walked up towards her, flyer in her hand. "You have my interest. If I join, would you apply to be a discipline officer in the student council?" She put her hand out for her to agree, a smile on her face and a glint of excitement in her eyes.
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[div class=textbox1]"Hii...ro....!"
The teen only pushed himself further into his warm duvet at the sound of his mother's calls. "No..." He groaned, his voice deeper than usual thanks to lack of water and the early morning. Despite his little protest, footsteps neared and the door soon opened, revealing his mother as she stood with arms crossed next to the bed.
"Mou! It's already been a week since school started! You should be more energetic!" The covers suddenly disappeared, causing Hiro to squeal dramatically. "I've made breakfast. Come on down quick, or you'll really be late for school!"
Hiro's childish acts didn't stop till he couldn't hear his mother's footsteps. He propped himself up on an elbow, sliding his feet unto the cold wooden floors before letting out a big yawn. 'Maybe I shouldn't have stayed up gaming.' He thought-- and it was exactly like this last Monday. Stretching and groaning like an old man, he dragged his feet into the washroom, not before taking a clean set of uniform with him. After 5 minutes, Hiro was all ready to take on the day. Walking down his two-storey house, he was welcomed with the smell of cooked rice and fried fish. He greeted both his parents a good morning and slid into his seat next to his father, who as usual had his face hidden in the morning paper. The only other sounds were the pages turning and the announcer reporting the latest news on the television.
"Oh! Good job, Mom! This looks delicious as usual!" Hiro praised, then clapped his hands together to say 'itadakimasu.'
"Sweet talk won't get you anywhere honey," Her voice came from the kitchen.
"Listen to your mom, kiddo." His dad chimed in. Hiro mock-scowled at him while chewing. The only thing stopping his peaceful morning was the time.
"Ah! I'm going to be late!" He shoved the rest of his meal into his mouth, downing it with a bowl of miso soup. Grabbing his bag and lunch, Hiro stumbled to get his shoes on by the door. "Itekimasu!"
Just before the door slammed shut behind him, he heard both of them wish him off, "Iterashai!"
Hiro's home was about half an hour away by train. And it was already 7:35 am. He sprinted towards the train station, the streets already crowded with working men and women. His stomach protested strongly, he was going to get cramps or indigestion once he stopped. "Argh! Dammit!" He cursed, not slowing down.
"Wait wait! Don't close the door!" He shouted at the closing doors of the train. Luckily, the direction the train was going wasn't busy and he managed to jump in just as the sliding doors shut. He panted heavily, wiping the sweat off his brow. He might just make it to first period on time.
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Why was nobody coming? Did I go wrong somewhere? I had the planflets, I had what pretty much amounted to a slogan, I knew I had the dedication to fulfill my obligations as president of a club for a fact. The problem was obvious, wasn't it? Who would want to join a protection force led by a little girl? Despite my qualms about it, I couldn't really deny that was the appearance I had right now, the voice I had right now. I turned to look at the teddy bear backpack I sorta hid in a nearby corner, behind the stall of another club that left earlier. This was the life I had right now.
It was all that wicked doctor's fault! Just because I refused to date her, she went and took the first chance she had to wreck my whole life, then she blackmailed me with that weird device into pretending like this wasn't her plan all along, pretending to be alright, even though she still used it to have them send me back to school. The worst part wasn't even the fawning, or the silly dresses, or having to take classes, or living in complete humilation, but the thought that there were missions out there that were being dropped or failed because I couldn't take them, and now I couldn't even be competent enough to start a club where I could exercise my skills! It felt like I was starting to hear voices, and laughters. Like I was chasing an old life, while it sailed away, and the people in it pointed and mocked me.
"Look at her, tiny little legs."
"Elementary is that way dear."
"She thinks she used to be an important agent. Isn't her imagination just adorable?"
No! No! I wanted to reply to those echoes in my head. The voices began being less echo-ey, more familiar.
"Everyone he's stuck, he's stuck!"
"Gross did you really date that?"
"One would think he would know his way around a skirt by now."
"That's cute, really fits him, hahaha!"
Why wouldn't any of of them leave me alone? [div class=tearsword]Tears were already forming[/div], I held the panflet closer to my face to hide it.
"You have my interest. If I join, would you apply to be a discipline officer in the student council?"
More voices I didn't know? Wait, but that one was real, it wasn't in my head. I slowly began turning my gaze upwards to face the girl that just spoke to me, I didn't remember her face but I did notice she was holding one of my panflets. Had she picked it up from the ground? [div class=shockword]Why?[/div] And what did she mean, would I apply to be a displine officer in the student council? Jumping so high up in the rankings...
"Am I...really worthy of that? Joining the student council, would they really want me there?" I gazed down, wiping the tears away with my sleeve, before closing my fists and facing the girl again, [div class=determinationword]chin raised with determination.[/div] "No, that's not what I want to say. Yes, I'll do it! I'll apply! Would you like to join my club then, hum... I'm sorry, I didn't get your name yet? I am Akacha Torappu. Nice to meet you!"
I gave the girl a wide smile.
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Why was nobody coming? Did I go wrong somewhere? I had the planflets, I had what pretty much amounted to a slogan, I knew I had the dedication to fulfill my obligations as president of a club for a fact. The problem was obvious, wasn't it? Who would want to join a protection force led by a little girl? Despite my qualms about it, I couldn't really deny that was the appearance I had right now, the voice I had right now. I turned to look at the teddy bear backpack I sorta hid in a nearby corner, behind the stall of another club that left earlier. This was the life I had right now.
It was all that wicked doctor's fault! Just because I refused to date her, she went and took the first chance she had to wreck my whole life, then she blackmailed me with that weird device into pretending like this wasn't her plan all along, pretending to be alright, even though she still used it to have them send me back to school. The worst part wasn't even the fawning, or the silly dresses, or having to take classes, or living in complete humilation, but the thought that there were missions out there that were being dropped or failed because I couldn't take them, and now I couldn't even be competent enough to start a club where I could exercise my skills! It felt like I was starting to hear voices, and laughters. Like I was chasing an old life, while it sailed away, and the people in it pointed and mocked me.
"Look at her, tiny little legs."
"Elementary is that way dear."
"She thinks she used to be an important agent. Isn't her imagination just adorable?"
No! No! I wanted to reply to those echoes in my head. The voices began being less echo-ey, more familiar.
"Everyone he's stuck, he's stuck!"
"Gross did you really date that?"
"One would think he would know his way around a skirt by now."
"That's cute, really fits him, hahaha!"
Why wouldn't any of of them leave me alone? Tears were already forming, I held the panflet closer to my face to hide it.
"You have my interest. If I join, would you apply to be a discipline officer in the student council?"
More voices I didn't know? Wait, but that one was real, it wasn't in my head. I slowly began turning my gaze upwards to face the girl that just spoke to me, I didn't remember her face but I did notice she was holding one of my panflets. Had she picked it up from the ground? Why? And what did she mean, would I apply to be a displine officer in the student council? Jumping so high up in the rankings...
"Am I...really worthy of that? Joining the student council, would they really want me there?" I gazed down, wiping the tears away with my sleeve, before closing my fists and facing the girl again, chin raised with determination. "No, that's not what I want to say. Yes, I'll do it! I'll apply! Would you like to join my club then, hum... I'm sorry, I didn't get your name yet? I am Akacha Torappu. Nice to meet you!"
I gave the girl a wide smile.
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Why was nobody coming? Did I go wrong somewhere? I had the planflets, I had what pretty much amounted to a slogan, I knew I had the dedication to fulfill my obligations as president of a club for a fact. The problem was obvious, wasn't it? Who would want to join a protection force led by a little girl? Despite my qualms about it, I couldn't really deny that was the appearance I had right now, the voice I had right now. I turned to look at the teddy bear backpack I sorta hid in a nearby corner, behind the stall of another club that left earlier. This was the life I had right now.
It was all that wicked doctor's fault! Just because I refused to date her, she went and took the first chance she had to wreck my whole life, then she blackmailed me with that weird device into pretending like this wasn't her plan all along, pretending to be alright, even though she still used it to have them send me back to school. The worst part wasn't even the fawning, or the silly dresses, or having to take classes, or living in complete humilation, but the thought that there were missions out there that were being dropped or failed because I couldn't take them, and now I couldn't even be competent enough to start a club where I could exercise my skills! It felt like I was starting to hear voices, and laughters. Like I was chasing an old life, while it sailed away, and the people in it pointed and mocked me.
"Look at her, tiny little legs."
"Elementary is that way dear."
"She thinks she used to be an important agent. Isn't her imagination just adorable?"
No! No! I wanted to reply to those echoes in my head. The voices began being less echo-ey, more familiar.
"Everyone he's stuck, he's stuck!"
"Gross did you really date that?"
"One would think he would know his way around a skirt by now."
"That's cute, really fits him, hahaha!"
Why wouldn't any of of them leave me alone? [div class=tearsword]Tears were already forming[/div], I held the panflet closer to my face to hide it.
"You have my interest. If I join, would you apply to be a discipline officer in the student council?"
More voices I didn't know? Wait, but that one was real, it wasn't in my head. I slowly began turning my gaze upwards to face the girl that just spoke to me, I didn't remember her face but I did notice she was holding one of my panflets. Had she picked it up from the ground? [div class=shockword]Why?[/div] And what did she mean, would I apply to be a displine officer in the student council? Jumping so high up in the rankings...
"Am I...really worthy of that? Joining the student council, would they really want me there?" I gazed down, wiping the tears away with my sleeve, before closing my fists and facing the girl again, [div class=determinationword]chin raised with determination.[/div] "No, that's not what I want to say. Yes, I'll do it! I'll apply! Would you like to join my club then, hum... I'm sorry, I didn't get your name yet? I am Akacha Torappu. Nice to meet you!"
I gave the girl a wide smile.
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Akacha Torappu
Why was nobody coming? Did I go wrong somewhere? I had the planflets, I had what pretty much amounted to a slogan, I knew I had the dedication to fulfill my obligations as president of a club for a fact. The problem was obvious, wasn't it? Who would want to join a protection force led by a little girl? Despite my qualms about it, I couldn't really deny that was the appearance I had right now, the voice I had right now. I turned to look at the teddy bear backpack I sorta hid in a nearby corner, behind the stall of another club that left earlier. This was the life I had right now.
It was all that wicked doctor's fault! Just because I refused to date her, she went and took the first chance she had to wreck my whole life, then she blackmailed me with that weird device into pretending like this wasn't her plan all along, pretending to be alright, even though she still used it to have them send me back to school. The worst part wasn't even the fawning, or the silly dresses, or having to take classes, or living in complete humilation, but the thought that there were missions out there that were being dropped or failed because I couldn't take them, and now I couldn't even be competent enough to start a club where I could exercise my skills! It felt like I was starting to hear voices, and laughters. Like I was chasing an old life, while it sailed away, and the people in it pointed and mocked me.
"Look at her, tiny little legs."
"Elementary is that way dear."
"She thinks she used to be an important agent. Isn't her imagination just adorable?"
No! No! I wanted to reply to those echoes in my head. The voices began being less echo-ey, more familiar.
"Everyone he's stuck, he's stuck!"
"Gross did you really date that?"
"One would think he would know his way around a skirt by now."
"That's cute, really fits him, hahaha!"
Why wouldn't any of of them leave me alone? Tears were already forming, I held the panflet closer to my face to hide it.
"You have my interest. If I join, would you apply to be a discipline officer in the student council?"
More voices I didn't know? Wait, but that one was real, it wasn't in my head. I slowly began turning my gaze upwards to face the girl that just spoke to me, I didn't remember her face but I did notice she was holding one of my panflets. Had she picked it up from the ground? Why? And what did she mean, would I apply to be a displine officer in the student council? Jumping so high up in the rankings...
"Am I...really worthy of that? Joining the student council, would they really want me there?" I gazed down, wiping the tears away with my sleeve, before closing my fists and facing the girl again, chin raised with determination. "No, that's not what I want to say. Yes, I'll do it! I'll apply! Would you like to join my club then, hum... I'm sorry, I didn't get your name yet? I am Akacha Torappu. Nice to meet you!"
I gave the girl a wide smile.
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"愛を知りたいのです."
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[div class=textbox]Risa's brows raised in shock at her first response. She didn't expect her to be pessimistic, giving up before she tries. Maybe her gut feeling was wrong. Her wolf ears drooped slightly at the disappointment she felt. She was just about to lower her hand, but the girl looked back up at her with newfound determination. And she was satisfied with her answer and her unwavering eyes. Nodding, she decided to give the girl the reason why she would be welcome in the council. "As discipline officer, you would have the credibility and the backup of the student council if you set this club up. Especially since it regards the safety of students. You will prove you are more than what meets the eye. And I'm also the new vice president." She gave her a playful wink at the last sentance, before reaching her hand slightly further to hold her smaller hand in hers gently, giving her a firm handshake to finalise their little agreement. "I will join your club." She confirmed.
Risa certainly wasn't planning on joining any others at the start of the week. But the sudden decision made her more excited for the year. Studying, juggling between two clubs and her part-time job will definitely give her a challenge. One she wouldn't easily back down from, and if she does it well, she will further prove her independence to her Aunt Rouko.
"I'm Miyazaki Risa," She finally introduced. "I look forward to working with you, Akacha-chan." She mirrored the wide grin Akacha had, her ears perking back up.
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[div class=textbox]Risa's brows raised in shock at her first response. She didn't expect her to be pessimistic, giving up before she tries. Maybe her gut feeling was wrong. Her wolf ears drooped slightly at the disappointment she felt. She was just about to lower her hand, but the girl looked back up at her with newfound determination. And she was satisfied with her answer and her unwavering eyes. Nodding, she decided to give the girl the reason why she would be welcome in the council. "As discipline officer, you would have the credibility and the backup of the student council if you set this club up. Especially since it regards the safety of students. You will prove you are more than what meets the eye. And I'm also the new vice president." She gave her a playful wink at the last sentance, before reaching her hand slightly further to hold her smaller hand in hers gently, giving her a firm handshake to finalise their little agreement. "I will join your club." She confirmed.
Risa certainly wasn't planning on joining any others at the start of the week. But the sudden decision made her more excited for the year. Studying, juggling between two clubs and her part-time job will definitely give her a challenge. One she wouldn't easily back down from, and if she does it well, she will further prove her independence to her Aunt Rouko.
"I'm Miyazaki Risa," She finally introduced. "I look forward to working with you, Akacha-chan." She mirrored the wide grin Akacha had, her ears perking back up.
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The Mermaid Slayer
Momoe was just a little late... but when wasn't she? She'd always set her alarms earlier than she had to wake up and seemingly earlier and earlier each day and yet she seemed to cut it closer and closer. One thing people could give her credit for, even if they didn't for anything else: Momoe was a sprinter unlike any other. She'd always been agile and very quick, but really seemed to pull out all the stops when her attendance was on the line. With a bag slung over her shoulder and her top coat buttoned unevenly, she ran as fast as she could to make the train, her only viable option for making it there on time. While she had run all the way to school in the past, it wasn't something she liked to do, especially because her bag was packed with not only books and pencils but with snacks she planned to eat for breakfast on the way there. The only meal a school girl could properly eat while running to school late was toast and Momoe wasn't a huge fan of it. Obviously that left only one option.
As she got closer to the train, she noticed it was about to leave and the doors were closing. Lucky for her, and probably unlucky for him, a boy about her age was also about as late as she was and was squeezing in as the doors were shutting. She did her best to slide in right behind him, if she were any closer she'd probably be on his back, but just wasn't quick enough... The door closed on the back of her jacket, sealing the fabric tightly in between the large metal doors. Her momentum was halted abruptly and she let out a cry as she rocketed back into the door, her head cracking against the metal like a rubber band. "Itai-!" She rubbed her head, her ears flattening as she mumbled something almost rude at the train.
When she looked up, she realized just how close she was to the boy she'd slid in behind and that he was wearing her school's uniform. Being as she wasn't able to really move unless she slipped out of the jacket for the duration of the train ride, or until the next stop, she smiled at him in greeting as if nothing was wrong, because really, it was just another day for Momoe. She tried to bow too, but being stuck made it difficult and after a moment she just chuckled. "Ohayōgozaimasu! We go to the same high school!"
RI.a
As she got closer to the train, she noticed it was about to leave and the doors were closing. Lucky for her, and probably unlucky for him, a boy about her age was also about as late as she was and was squeezing in as the doors were shutting. She did her best to slide in right behind him, if she were any closer she'd probably be on his back, but just wasn't quick enough... The door closed on the back of her jacket, sealing the fabric tightly in between the large metal doors. Her momentum was halted abruptly and she let out a cry as she rocketed back into the door, her head cracking against the metal like a rubber band. "Itai-!" She rubbed her head, her ears flattening as she mumbled something almost rude at the train.
When she looked up, she realized just how close she was to the boy she'd slid in behind and that he was wearing her school's uniform. Being as she wasn't able to really move unless she slipped out of the jacket for the duration of the train ride, or until the next stop, she smiled at him in greeting as if nothing was wrong, because really, it was just another day for Momoe. She tried to bow too, but being stuck made it difficult and after a moment she just chuckled. "Ohayōgozaimasu! We go to the same high school!"
RI.a
Idea
The Pun Tyrant
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Joining the student council, getting permission to start my club, even with the backing of the student council! What's more, the VICE PRESIDENT of the student council was gonna join my club! This was all so wonderful I couldn't help but [div class=yayword]jump up and down in excitement[/div], the pamphlets in my hands barely holding together. The few students that were still passing by gave the scene weirded out or simply confused looks, but I couldn't care less, I had enough to take in and it was all so amazing! As soon as I managed to calm down for a moment, I tried to grab both her hands with both of mine, and nodded vehemently to her words.
"I will! I will prove that I am more than meets the eye! I promise I won't disappoint you, [div class=starword]Risa-sama![/div]"
Present Day- 7:14 AM
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After that I had accompanied Risa to the student council, and applied for the position of discipline officer in the student council. The president of the student council had fawned over me like many others, and I attained the position, and even was able to start my club despite only having two members. In fact, given we had the backing of the student council, my club was even given special "priviledges" when it came to what actions we could take for our activities, plus our clubroom was chosen to be right next to the student council's own room. It was quite something, quite something which brought us to today's duties. [div class=grinword]I grinned a big grin[/div] at the memory, especially for my small body, and laid upon the table the plans for today's endeavors.
"Very well, all present. We will begin by doing our usual patrol while the students arrive. Don't forget anyone who seems fishy. We here at the SSPC must ensure the school's full safety, not punish those infracting, so we should always aim to prevent such problems from ever happening rather than trying to just deal with the mess afterwards. With that said, I will proceed with today's report." I cleared my throat after shifitng through my papers, the school notes, the old reports, a couple of supermarket recits, notes on that magical girl show, and there it was, the report for today's requests. "First! We have had complaints about a ruffian who has lunch during the first year's lunch break to cut the line, using his size as an intimidation factor. We are to put a stop to this ruffian's actions and make an example out of them! Second! The janitors have found wet toilet paper thrown all around the bathrooms, both of them, in multiple instances in the past week. Our first priority regarding that subject will be to investigate the culprits. Medium-sized muddy footprints were found at the scene, suggesting the culprits might be a in a sports club! However, contrary evidence has also been shown due to some of the wet toilet paper contained traces of ink and other decorative materials, suggesting the culprit may in fact belong to the arts club. Due to th elatter being more solid, that shall be our first point of investigation. Hower, we still have one more target. Third! There have been reports of a con artist hidden within the school who has been trading several seemingly random objects for fake money. However, they have also shown to trade real money or other goods, thus keeping the students falling for the prank. A pattern has yet to be found, but I will provide a list of all the objects taken, that we know of. That is all of our targets. Understood?"
"Oh, and I almost forgot. We are supposed to guard the student rep and the new club stalls today." I sighed. "I guess that's gonna make it a little harder to find new members. Well, let's get to work."
With that said, I leaped out of my chair, put the pillow I used for extra height back in it's place and slid the two arm bands, into my arms.
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Joining the student council, getting permission to start my club, even with the backing of the student council! What's more, the VICE PRESIDENT of the student council was gonna join my club! This was all so wonderful I couldn't help but [div class=yayword]jump up and down in excitement[/div], the pamphlets in my hands barely holding together. The few students that were still passing by gave the scene weirded out or simply confused looks, but I couldn't care less, I had enough to take in and it was all so amazing! As soon as I managed to calm down for a moment, I tried to grab both her hands with both of mine, and nodded vehemently to her words.
"I will! I will prove that I am more than meets the eye! I promise I won't disappoint you, [div class=starword]Risa-sama![/div]"
Present Day- 7:14 AM
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After that I had accompanied Risa to the student council, and applied for the position of discipline officer in the student council. The president of the student council had fawned over me like many others, and I attained the position, and even was able to start my club despite only having two members. In fact, given we had the backing of the student council, my club was even given special "priviledges" when it came to what actions we could take for our activities, plus our clubroom was chosen to be right next to the student council's own room. It was quite something, quite something which brought us to today's duties. [div class=grinword]I grinned a big grin[/div] at the memory, especially for my small body, and laid upon the table the plans for today's endeavors.
"Very well, all present. We will begin by doing our usual patrol while the students arrive. Don't forget anyone who seems fishy. We here at the SSPC must ensure the school's full safety, not punish those infracting, so we should always aim to prevent such problems from ever happening rather than trying to just deal with the mess afterwards. With that said, I will proceed with today's report." I cleared my throat after shifitng through my papers, the school notes, the old reports, a couple of supermarket recits, notes on that magical girl show, and there it was, the report for today's requests. "First! We have had complaints about a ruffian who has lunch during the first year's lunch break to cut the line, using his size as an intimidation factor. We are to put a stop to this ruffian's actions and make an example out of them! Second! The janitors have found wet toilet paper thrown all around the bathrooms, both of them, in multiple instances in the past week. Our first priority regarding that subject will be to investigate the culprits. Medium-sized muddy footprints were found at the scene, suggesting the culprits might be a in a sports club! However, contrary evidence has also been shown due to some of the wet toilet paper contained traces of ink and other decorative materials, suggesting the culprit may in fact belong to the arts club. Due to th elatter being more solid, that shall be our first point of investigation. Hower, we still have one more target. Third! There have been reports of a con artist hidden within the school who has been trading several seemingly random objects for fake money. However, they have also shown to trade real money or other goods, thus keeping the students falling for the prank. A pattern has yet to be found, but I will provide a list of all the objects taken, that we know of. That is all of our targets. Understood?"
"Oh, and I almost forgot. We are supposed to guard the student rep and the new club stalls today." I sighed. "I guess that's gonna make it a little harder to find new members. Well, let's get to work."
With that said, I leaped out of my chair, put the pillow I used for extra height back in it's place and slid the two arm bands, into my arms.
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Joining the student council, getting permission to start my club, even with the backing of the student council! What's more, the VICE PRESIDENT of the student council was gonna join my club! This was all so wonderful I couldn't help but [div class=yayword]jump up and down in excitement[/div], the pamphlets in my hands barely holding together. The few students that were still passing by gave the scene weirded out or simply confused looks, but I couldn't care less, I had enough to take in and it was all so amazing! As soon as I managed to calm down for a moment, I tried to grab both her hands with both of mine, and nodded vehemently to her words.
"I will! I will prove that I am more than meets the eye! I promise I won't disappoint you, [div class=starword]Risa-sama![/div]"
Present Day- 7:14 AM
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After that I had accompanied Risa to the student council, and applied for the position of discipline officer in the student council. The president of the student council had fawned over me like many others, and I attained the position, and even was able to start my club despite only having two members. In fact, given we had the backing of the student council, my club was even given special "priviledges" when it came to what actions we could take for our activities, plus our clubroom was chosen to be right next to the student council's own room. It was quite something, quite something which brought us to today's duties. [div class=grinword]I grinned a big grin[/div] at the memory, especially for my small body, and laid upon the table the plans for today's endeavors.
"Very well, all present. We will begin by doing our usual patrol while the students arrive. Don't forget anyone who seems fishy. We here at the SSPC must ensure the school's full safety, not punish those infracting, so we should always aim to prevent such problems from ever happening rather than trying to just deal with the mess afterwards. With that said, I will proceed with today's report." I cleared my throat after shifitng through my papers, the school notes, the old reports, a couple of supermarket recits, notes on that magical girl show, and there it was, the report for today's requests. "First! We have had complaints about a ruffian who has lunch during the first year's lunch break to cut the line, using his size as an intimidation factor. We are to put a stop to this ruffian's actions and make an example out of them! Second! The janitors have found wet toilet paper thrown all around the bathrooms, both of them, in multiple instances in the past week. Our first priority regarding that subject will be to investigate the culprits. Medium-sized muddy footprints were found at the scene, suggesting the culprits might be a in a sports club! However, contrary evidence has also been shown due to some of the wet toilet paper contained traces of ink and other decorative materials, suggesting the culprit may in fact belong to the arts club. Due to th elatter being more solid, that shall be our first point of investigation. Hower, we still have one more target. Third! There have been reports of a con artist hidden within the school who has been trading several seemingly random objects for fake money. However, they have also shown to trade real money or other goods, thus keeping the students falling for the prank. A pattern has yet to be found, but I will provide a list of all the objects taken, that we know of. That is all of our targets. Understood?"
"Oh, and I almost forgot. We are supposed to guard the student rep and the new club stalls today." I sighed. "I guess that's gonna make it a little harder to find new members. Well, let's get to work."
With that said, I leaped out of my chair, put the pillow I used for extra height back in it's place and slid the two arm bands, into my arms.
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Joining the student council, getting permission to start my club, even with the backing of the student council! What's more, the VICE PRESIDENT of the student council was gonna join my club! This was all so wonderful I couldn't help but [div class=yayword]jump up and down in excitement[/div], the pamphlets in my hands barely holding together. The few students that were still passing by gave the scene weirded out or simply confused looks, but I couldn't care less, I had enough to take in and it was all so amazing! As soon as I managed to calm down for a moment, I tried to grab both her hands with both of mine, and nodded vehemently to her words.
"I will! I will prove that I am more than meets the eye! I promise I won't disappoint you, [div class=starword]Risa-sama![/div]"
Present Day- 7:14 AM
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After that I had accompanied Risa to the student council, and applied for the position of discipline officer in the student council. The president of the student council had fawned over me like many others, and I attained the position, and even was able to start my club despite only having two members. In fact, given we had the backing of the student council, my club was even given special "priviledges" when it came to what actions we could take for our activities, plus our clubroom was chosen to be right next to the student council's own room. It was quite something, quite something which brought us to today's duties. [div class=grinword]I grinned a big grin[/div] at the memory, especially for my small body, and laid upon the table the plans for today's endeavors.
"Very well, all present. We will begin by doing our usual patrol while the students arrive. Don't forget anyone who seems fishy. We here at the SSPC must ensure the school's full safety, not punish those infracting, so we should always aim to prevent such problems from ever happening rather than trying to just deal with the mess afterwards. With that said, I will proceed with today's report." I cleared my throat after shifitng through my papers, the school notes, the old reports, a couple of supermarket recits, notes on that magical girl show, and there it was, the report for today's requests. "First! We have had complaints about a ruffian who has lunch during the first year's lunch break to cut the line, using his size as an intimidation factor. We are to put a stop to this ruffian's actions and make an example out of them! Second! The janitors have found wet toilet paper thrown all around the bathrooms, both of them, in multiple instances in the past week. Our first priority regarding that subject will be to investigate the culprits. Medium-sized muddy footprints were found at the scene, suggesting the culprits might be a in a sports club! However, contrary evidence has also been shown due to some of the wet toilet paper contained traces of ink and other decorative materials, suggesting the culprit may in fact belong to the arts club. Due to th elatter being more solid, that shall be our first point of investigation. Hower, we still have one more target. Third! There have been reports of a con artist hidden within the school who has been trading several seemingly random objects for fake money. However, they have also shown to trade real money or other goods, thus keeping the students falling for the prank. A pattern has yet to be found, but I will provide a list of all the objects taken, that we know of. That is all of our targets. Understood?"
"Oh, and I almost forgot. We are supposed to guard the student rep and the new club stalls today." I sighed. "I guess that's gonna make it a little harder to find new members. Well, let's get to work."
With that said, I leaped out of my chair, put the pillow I used for extra height back in it's place and slid the two arm bands, into my arms.
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Four Thousand Club
mew
Male-18-second year-arts&crafts club prez
mew smiled glancing back at her briefly before walking again. heading inside mew walked into the school through the front doors chuckling at his joke. walking into the school his footsteps could be heard with his shoes lightly tapping in the hallway as he led anton behind him. it seemed that this new guy obviously knew nothing about today's memes.then again not everyone was familiar with memes in general. it wasn't anything new. there was also the fact that mew was familiar with things from other places and countries having traveled a bit here and there during his time one earth. he'd sometimes forget that some people didn't understand things he would talk about or know whether it was a rather human concept, a alien one or just foreign in general. with a exhale he shook his head. "don't mind it if that sounded weird,i was making a joke. i forget that some people don't get them..." he told him and chuckled as he continued to walk. "ah, i think they already have been. " he answered simply. having walked a bit mew had stopped and stood still suddenly turning around. now he was staring at anton with his red eyes narrowing and one of his ears twitched. he exhaled deeply only to gesture over to a white door with a glass window that had a sign on it. "there is the office,newbie. also my name is mew not guide-san. " he told him and chuckled purring. his tail swayed behind him and he gave a salute gesture with his hand before turning around in a loop. he then looked around moving his head as his collar made a slight jingle. he was surprised hiro wasn't here by now. hopefully they'd get to school alright. then again maybe he should check on him. exhaling mew pulled out his cellphone and started to type out a text.
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mew: OI! is everything alright?? you aren't late are you??
FabulousTrash
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Izumo sighed softly, standing up straight to examine the room. All the desks were set up and all the computers were up and running. All that was left was the actual team members. Izumo took her phone out, opening up an app the team used for mass communication and sent out a message, asking for when people would start arriving.
She got mixed responses, some people saying they just woke up and other saying they were just a few minutes out. Sighing softly, Izumo put her phone away and walked over to one of the computers. The arrangement was in such a way so that there were 6 computers total, 3 on each side and facing eachother. There were some extra computers on the cart which was off to the side, but those were mainly used when the team was hosting tryouts.
Amazaki paced around the setup, interested by the appearance. The glow of the keyboards and mice, the sharpness of the computer monitors, the design of the cases, it was all captivating for her. Turning to her sister, Amazki tilted her head slightly in curiosity.
How do all these lights not distract you? I couldnt concentrate even if I tried.
You get used to it after a while
Izumo moved to one of the computers, taking a seat and logged in. Her hands began to move quickly as she booted up Overwatch. She figured she might as well get in some individual practice. Everyone else could jump in once they arrived. Amazaki took a seat next to her twin, observing. In her hand was a sketch pad and pencil, in case Amazki got any ideas while watching her twin.
It didnt take long for Izumo to get into a game, and soon the headset was placed onto her head and over her ears, blocking out the noises of the real world. It was game time.
She got mixed responses, some people saying they just woke up and other saying they were just a few minutes out. Sighing softly, Izumo put her phone away and walked over to one of the computers. The arrangement was in such a way so that there were 6 computers total, 3 on each side and facing eachother. There were some extra computers on the cart which was off to the side, but those were mainly used when the team was hosting tryouts.
Amazaki paced around the setup, interested by the appearance. The glow of the keyboards and mice, the sharpness of the computer monitors, the design of the cases, it was all captivating for her. Turning to her sister, Amazki tilted her head slightly in curiosity.
How do all these lights not distract you? I couldnt concentrate even if I tried.
You get used to it after a while
Izumo moved to one of the computers, taking a seat and logged in. Her hands began to move quickly as she booted up Overwatch. She figured she might as well get in some individual practice. Everyone else could jump in once they arrived. Amazaki took a seat next to her twin, observing. In her hand was a sketch pad and pencil, in case Amazki got any ideas while watching her twin.
It didnt take long for Izumo to get into a game, and soon the headset was placed onto her head and over her ears, blocking out the noises of the real world. It was game time.
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"愛を知りたいのです."
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[div class=textbox]Risa couldn't help but burst out laughing when Akacha added the high honorific when she addressed her. "You can just call me Risa, Akacha-chan." Her other hand covered her tiny one, so they both held each others' hands. "We're going to be great friends after all." The ookami winked. They both went to the student council room afterwards, Risa recommending her the position. The new president had to qualms about it and Akacha barely had to fight for the position. Not with Risa already backing her up and the president having no objections. The SSP club set up soon after, and quickly gained attention in school amongst students and staff.
Risa silently listened to Akacha as she went over the cases they were going through today. Her pen moving swiftly across her notepad to take the meeting's notes. "Ryoukai!" She mock saluted, a grin on her face. Her days at school was never a boring one with many cases like these throughout the year. Risa packed her notes back into her bag. It was only 7:15 am, giving them plenty of time for the morning patrols and get things into order. A purple armband that read '副社長' (fuku-kaichou) was already secured on her left sleeve with a safety pin. She pulled out the SSP Club's armband and pinned it to both her sleeves, one on each side.
"Shall we start patrolling while we head to class to drop our bags? I heard there's going to be a new transfer student as well. We should make sure he's not lost."
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[div class=textbox1]Hearing a sudden cry right behind him made Hiro squeal a second time that morning. Jumping away from the sound instinctively, he had his arms in an awkward position, they were halfway up while his head turned behind him slightly to see what it was that shocked him. His left leg also jumped up. He stayed in that position for about 2 seconds, an amazing feat on a moving train, before he straightened himself and held a hand out to the girl with shiny white hair. "I'm so sorry, did I hurt you?" He asked, concerned. He almost didn't notice the bunny ears as it was the same colour and had the same sheen her hair had.
His baby blue eyes widened slightly in recognition. "Kaichou?" He cocked his head to the side, more than surprised to see the council president on the train with him. Nearly late no less. "Eh- I didn't know we took the same train!" He barked out, a cheeky grin on him. Maybe he wouldn't be late after all!
As if realising her current situation, he leaned towards her, since he was about two heads taller than she was, Hiro towered over form and his arms reached behind the girl to gently pull the jacket from the clamped doors. "Got it!" He stood upright again, grinning. Then, he felt a buzz coming from his pocket of his trousers. He pulled out his black flip phone, turning it on to see a message from Mew. Holding unto the nearest handrail, he typed back expertly with his free hand.
I won't be! But if you don't see me when sensei comes in, help me stall. (人ゝω・）
Thanks!
The phone clacked back shut and Hiro slid it back into his pocket. Returning his attention to the president. For the life of him, he couldn't remember her name and he felt awful for not knowing it. He's not talked to her before, but as part of the student body, he felt the least he could do was remember the president's name. "Ah, let me introduce myelf. I'm Takumi Hiro, second year student. Very good morning to ya, kaichou!" Adding a playful wink as he greeted her.
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[div class=textbox]Risa couldn't help but burst out laughing when Akacha added the high honorific when she addressed her. "You can just call me Risa, Akacha-chan." Her other hand covered her tiny one, so they both held each others' hands. "We're going to be great friends after all." The ookami winked. They both went to the student council room afterwards, Risa recommending her the position. The new president had to qualms about it and Akacha barely had to fight for the position. Not with Risa already backing her up and the president having no objections. The SSP club set up soon after, and quickly gained attention in school amongst students and staff.
Risa silently listened to Akacha as she went over the cases they were going through today. Her pen moving swiftly across her notepad to take the meeting's notes. "Ryoukai!" She mock saluted, a grin on her face. Her days at school was never a boring one with many cases like these throughout the year. Risa packed her notes back into her bag. It was only 7:15 am, giving them plenty of time for the morning patrols and get things into order. A purple armband that read '副社長' (fuku-kaichou) was already secured on her left sleeve with a safety pin. She pulled out the SSP Club's armband and pinned it to both her sleeves, one on each side.
"Shall we start patrolling while we head to class to drop our bags? I heard there's going to be a new transfer student as well. We should make sure he's not lost."
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[div class=textbox1]Hearing a sudden cry right behind him made Hiro squeal a second time that morning. Jumping away from the sound instinctively, he had his arms in an awkward position, they were halfway up while his head turned behind him slightly to see what it was that shocked him. His left leg also jumped up. He stayed in that position for about 2 seconds, an amazing feat on a moving train, before he straightened himself and held a hand out to the girl with shiny white hair. "I'm so sorry, did I hurt you?" He asked, concerned. He almost didn't notice the bunny ears as it was the same colour and had the same sheen her hair had.
His baby blue eyes widened slightly in recognition. "Kaichou?" He cocked his head to the side, more than surprised to see the council president on the train with him. Nearly late no less. "Eh- I didn't know we took the same train!" He barked out, a cheeky grin on him. Maybe he wouldn't be late after all!
As if realising her current situation, he leaned towards her, since he was about two heads taller than she was, Hiro towered over form and his arms reached behind the girl to gently pull the jacket from the clamped doors. "Got it!" He stood upright again, grinning. Then, he felt a buzz coming from his pocket of his trousers. He pulled out his black flip phone, turning it on to see a message from Mew. Holding unto the nearest handrail, he typed back expertly with his free hand.
I won't be! But if you don't see me when sensei comes in, help me stall. (人ゝω・）
Thanks!
The phone clacked back shut and Hiro slid it back into his pocket. Returning his attention to the president. For the life of him, he couldn't remember her name and he felt awful for not knowing it. He's not talked to her before, but as part of the student body, he felt the least he could do was remember the president's name. "Ah, let me introduce myelf. I'm Takumi Hiro, second year student. Very good morning to ya, kaichou!" Adding a playful wink as he greeted her.
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"A new transfer student? I wonder if that one will ALSO join our class. Have you ever heard of the "three classes of the collector"? It's a weird story, just a rumor, but appearantly it states that there are three classes which get almost all of the transfer students, as well as all those top or extraordinary students. One class per year, "collecting" all the shining pearls, usually more populated by females, the cutest ones in the school. Pffff....Silly, right? But it seems to match up so well to our class, that I wonder if there is some kind of corruption going on...We'll have to look into it later, hear that, Risa-sama? I do agree, though, let us go put our bags down while we begin this morning's patrol. Just in case, let's pass near the bathrooms as well, just in case any of the pranksters came early this morning."
While I said that, the truth was I was hoping deep within that we encountered none. Even if I had these two badges, purple and red, around my arm, it was harm to command respect with my height and that stupid pink backpack decorated with teddy bears. Everyone would just point at it, laugh their asses off and go on with their day without so much as remembering to clean their shoes, lowering their voices, double-checking that any common items such as umbrellas are properly organized and arranged for ease of removal, and many other trivial, crucial tasks that so many students negleted. No wonder so many later ended up needing reminders about manners when they committed blunders such as harassing teachers for test results.
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"A new transfer student? I wonder if that one will ALSO join our class. Have you ever heard of the "three classes of the collector"? It's a weird story, just a rumor, but appearantly it states that there are three classes which get almost all of the transfer students, as well as all those top or extraordinary students. One class per year, "collecting" all the shining pearls, usually more populated by females, the cutest ones in the school. Pffff....Silly, right? But it seems to match up so well to our class, that I wonder if there is some kind of corruption going on...We'll have to look into it later, hear that, Risa-sama? I do agree, though, let us go put our bags down while we begin this morning's patrol. Just in case, let's pass near the bathrooms as well, just in case any of the pranksters came early this morning."
While I said that, the truth was I was hoping deep within that we encountered none. Even if I had these two badges, purple and red, around my arm, it was harm to command respect with my height and that stupid pink backpack decorated with teddy bears. Everyone would just point at it, laugh their asses off and go on with their day without so much as remembering to clean their shoes, lowering their voices, double-checking that any common items such as umbrellas are properly organized and arranged for ease of removal, and many other trivial, crucial tasks that so many students negleted. No wonder so many later ended up needing reminders about manners when they committed blunders such as harassing teachers for test results.
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"A new transfer student? I wonder if that one will ALSO join our class. Have you ever heard of the "three classes of the collector"? It's a weird story, just a rumor, but appearantly it states that there are three classes which get almost all of the transfer students, as well as all those top or extraordinary students. One class per year, "collecting" all the shining pearls, usually more populated by females, the cutest ones in the school. Pffff....Silly, right? But it seems to match up so well to our class, that I wonder if there is some kind of corruption going on...We'll have to look into it later, hear that, Risa-sama? I do agree, though, let us go put our bags down while we begin this morning's patrol. Just in case, let's pass near the bathrooms as well, just in case any of the pranksters came early this morning."
While I said that, the truth was I was hoping deep within that we encountered none. Even if I had these two badges, purple and red, around my arm, it was harm to command respect with my height and that stupid pink backpack decorated with teddy bears. Everyone would just point at it, laugh their asses off and go on with their day without so much as remembering to clean their shoes, lowering their voices, double-checking that any common items such as umbrellas are properly organized and arranged for ease of removal, and many other trivial, crucial tasks that so many students negleted. No wonder so many later ended up needing reminders about manners when they committed blunders such as harassing teachers for test results.
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"A new transfer student? I wonder if that one will ALSO join our class. Have you ever heard of the "three classes of the collector"? It's a weird story, just a rumor, but appearantly it states that there are three classes which get almost all of the transfer students, as well as all those top or extraordinary students. One class per year, "collecting" all the shining pearls, usually more populated by females, the cutest ones in the school. Pffff....Silly, right? But it seems to match up so well to our class, that I wonder if there is some kind of corruption going on...We'll have to look into it later, hear that, Risa-sama? I do agree, though, let us go put our bags down while we begin this morning's patrol. Just in case, let's pass near the bathrooms as well, just in case any of the pranksters came early this morning."
While I said that, the truth was I was hoping deep within that we encountered none. Even if I had these two badges, purple and red, around my arm, it was harm to command respect with my height and that stupid pink backpack decorated with teddy bears. Everyone would just point at it, laugh their asses off and go on with their day without so much as remembering to clean their shoes, lowering their voices, double-checking that any common items such as umbrellas are properly organized and arranged for ease of removal, and many other trivial, crucial tasks that so many students negleted. No wonder so many later ended up needing reminders about manners when they committed blunders such as harassing teachers for test results.
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As Izumo continued to play with Amazaki, the rest of Team Equinox began to file in. They greeted Izumo and her twin, then took their seats at one of the other computers. Eventually, the whole team was there, grinding away and practicing. While there were more members total in the team, not many could make it to this morning's practice, but ensured they could make it to the afternoon practice after school.
Soon the room was filled with chatter, the players communicating back and forth. Amazaki just awkwardly walked around the 6, watching their screens and tried to make sense of what was going on, but for the most part it was all confusing. Eventually, she just pulled up a chair and sat down next to her twin again, watching and listening. On her sketch pad, she had drawn out a few rough ideas of new work she could try, as well as notes for herself.
Looking at the clock, Amazaki saw that it was getting close to 7:20 AM. Had they really been here for 20 minutes already? Looking back at her sister, Amazaki just stared for a moment, before smiling and yawned lightly, sitting back in her chair and allowed her eyes to close a bit. Maybe a small nap couldnt hurt.
While Amazki was dosing off, Izumo was focused in her game.
Thats it, keep them back. We're almost at 100.
The team regularly practiced in Competitive, today no exception. With most of the players at high skill ratings, finding good opponents online to go up against wanst entirely hard. Though, they did have their moments when they would get matched with a sub-par team. Though, the team would make the most of out it, using the time to try out new team compositions and different strategies. Thankfully, none of them were reported for supposedly throwing the game.
Soon the room was filled with chatter, the players communicating back and forth. Amazaki just awkwardly walked around the 6, watching their screens and tried to make sense of what was going on, but for the most part it was all confusing. Eventually, she just pulled up a chair and sat down next to her twin again, watching and listening. On her sketch pad, she had drawn out a few rough ideas of new work she could try, as well as notes for herself.
Looking at the clock, Amazaki saw that it was getting close to 7:20 AM. Had they really been here for 20 minutes already? Looking back at her sister, Amazaki just stared for a moment, before smiling and yawned lightly, sitting back in her chair and allowed her eyes to close a bit. Maybe a small nap couldnt hurt.
While Amazki was dosing off, Izumo was focused in her game.
Thats it, keep them back. We're almost at 100.
The team regularly practiced in Competitive, today no exception. With most of the players at high skill ratings, finding good opponents online to go up against wanst entirely hard. Though, they did have their moments when they would get matched with a sub-par team. Though, the team would make the most of out it, using the time to try out new team compositions and different strategies. Thankfully, none of them were reported for supposedly throwing the game.
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What a very strange person. That was the only way Anton could think of to describe his guide to the main office. He would nod with a “Huuuh” when told to ignore how odd Mew was behaving. So this was odd even for him? Anton shuddered to think what normal was for Mew. Anton forced such thoughts from his mind as he was then informed that the Student Council had already been voted on, Anton mentally kicking himself. He knew he should have pushed to have his transfer approved sooner, and now he was paying the price for that. “Ah well. Guess its my own fault then for missing it.” He would mutter, stopping when Mew did all of a sudden. So that was the office. He would nod, looking to Mew again when informed of his name. “My apologies, Mew-san. It won't happen again.” Anton would grin lightly, even chuckling at the nickname of Newbie. It was the first time someone had given him a nickname like that. “And my name, Mew-san, is Anton. Anton Braunstein. I hope we can get along in the future.” He would offer Mew a light bow before heading for the office, eager to get the last of the paperwork out of the way. This was going to be one hell of an experience, he just knew it. Especially if there were more people like Mew here.
The paperwork didn't take near as long as Anton had thought it would. Rather that be because he was just that efficient at doing paperwork, or there wasn't as much as he had assumed there was, I'll let you decide. With the last I dotted and T crossed Anton would thank the teachers for their hard work before exiting the main office. In an almost comical fashion Anton would hear the sound of his own stomach rumbling, Anton putting a hand to his stomach. He knew he shouldn't have had those left overs for breakfast, and now he was going to pay for it. Approaching Mew-san if he were still there, Anton would ask cat eared hooligan “Mew-san, could you point me in the direction of the nearest bathroom?” Or if Mew-san had already departed, he would instead peek his head back in to the main office and ask the closest male teacher for directions. Either way he would thank his new guide and follow either them or their directions to the nearest bathroom, where he would quickly relieve himself with an “aaah~” Once finished Anton would exit the bathroom after washing his hands, then check his cell phone to see how much time was left before classes began.
The paperwork didn't take near as long as Anton had thought it would. Rather that be because he was just that efficient at doing paperwork, or there wasn't as much as he had assumed there was, I'll let you decide. With the last I dotted and T crossed Anton would thank the teachers for their hard work before exiting the main office. In an almost comical fashion Anton would hear the sound of his own stomach rumbling, Anton putting a hand to his stomach. He knew he shouldn't have had those left overs for breakfast, and now he was going to pay for it. Approaching Mew-san if he were still there, Anton would ask cat eared hooligan “Mew-san, could you point me in the direction of the nearest bathroom?” Or if Mew-san had already departed, he would instead peek his head back in to the main office and ask the closest male teacher for directions. Either way he would thank his new guide and follow either them or their directions to the nearest bathroom, where he would quickly relieve himself with an “aaah~” Once finished Anton would exit the bathroom after washing his hands, then check his cell phone to see how much time was left before classes began.
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[div class=textbox]"Oh, I've heard that sort of thing before. Our class definitely has got the cutest girls." Risa agreed, giggling. "It would be an awkward time for a third year student to be transferring though, don't you think? Usually it's always the first or second years that get very interesting students. Not that we weren't in our first year."
They were walking alongside each other, and she couldn't stop gushing about Akacha's adorable bag and how much it suited her. And she silently wished that she would stay this young forever. "Let's not think about that for now, Akacha-chan." She wanted to divert both the girl's worries about bullies and pranksters, even if it's just for a moment. "Tell me how your weekend was!"
Despite her wishful thinking, just as they were passing the bathrooms on the floor, someone came out... and was immediately using their phone. With the case about someone thrashing the bathrooms, Risa couldn't help but be suspicious of the student. And using their phone was right away seemed like a clear sign that he wanted to avoid people. "I'm going to have to stop you," She said firmly, raising a hand in front of him. Looking closer, she realised she hasn't seen the boy before, but that didn't mean he's exempted from being a suspect of the crime.
"You're pretty early for class today. Anything exciting happening?"
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[div class=textbox]"Oh, I've heard that sort of thing before. Our class definitely has got the cutest girls." Risa agreed, giggling. "It would be an awkward time for a third year student to be transferring though, don't you think? Usually it's always the first or second years that get very interesting students. Not that we weren't in our first year."
They were walking alongside each other, and she couldn't stop gushing about Akacha's adorable bag and how much it suited her. And she silently wished that she would stay this young forever. "Let's not think about that for now, Akacha-chan." She wanted to divert both the girl's worries about bullies and pranksters, even if it's just for a moment. "Tell me how your weekend was!"
Despite her wishful thinking, just as they were passing the bathrooms on the floor, someone came out... and was immediately using their phone. With the case about someone thrashing the bathrooms, Risa couldn't help but be suspicious of the student. And using their phone was right away seemed like a clear sign that he wanted to avoid people. "I'm going to have to stop you," She said firmly, raising a hand in front of him. Looking closer, she realised she hasn't seen the boy before, but that didn't mean he's exempted from being a suspect of the crime.
"You're pretty early for class today. Anything exciting happening?"
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Idea
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Theo713
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Summer Wishes
Mimiko woke up to a blazing alarming clock and her younger brothers, or 'Twin Destroyers' as she called them, most likely arguing downstairs, much to her annoyance. She slumped downstairs downstairs, slight dark circles under her eyes because Sora and Ruki (her little brothers) decided to keep her up until 2 in the morning. She chatted with her mother while eating breakfast and got ready for school. She would usually what for the bus, but due to her brothers' unusual extra energy, she needed to leave that house as fast as she could. Luckily for her, her house was only about a 7 minute walk from the school.
When she arrived she decided, after about 5 minutes of self debate, to head to homeroom early in hopes of no one being there, she was not in the mood for social interaction. And maybe catch a few minutes of sleep. When she arrived she took her seat somewhere in the back row, and started to we a book she had gotten from a local book store.
When she arrived she decided, after about 5 minutes of self debate, to head to homeroom early in hopes of no one being there, she was not in the mood for social interaction. And maybe catch a few minutes of sleep. When she arrived she took her seat somewhere in the back row, and started to we a book she had gotten from a local book store.
Idea
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"I suppose you're right. Third years don't normally get transfer students. Though I suppose we'll find out today if we're gonna be the exception again." I replied, shooting a quick glance with a short-lived blush as she stated our class had interesting students. The memories that were rekindled earlier once again returned to my mind and I just had to nod in agreement. "You're right, I can certainly think of one truly amazing one we got, Risa-sama. These past few years might have been unbearable for me without them,I'd dare say even."
I was certainly caught by surprise when Risa-sama changed the subject, but that was probably just because of how focused I was or because it was early. This was hardly the only time when she suddenly felt the urge to talk about little insignificant matters, but then again, highschool girls did always seem to want to discuss the most trivial things at random. Being in this body, if I wanted to preserve my dignity as a grown-up then even at the expensive of my pride as a (former) man, I needed to try to understand and indulge in such pratices, even if I didn't fully comprehend them. I stopped walking and [div class=continenceword]raised a hand in continence[/div] to Risa-sama.
"Yes, Risa-sama! Forgive me for not having a full record ma'am! I woke up late on Saturday, at around 7h20. While it is shameful, I was in fact awakened by that- I mean by my adopted mother, but I was rescued from being dressed up by her as well by my aunt's intervention. Thus, I was given a normal attire to wear and spent a good amount of that morning doing homework. It was too boring to do quickly. Later, after lunching some burgers, I went for a jog. While I mostly managed to avoid people, the police still questioned about my parent's whereabouts twice, I was picked up about five times and cooed over by an elder citzien. There was some rather apetizing-looking icecream on a shop I passed by, but I decided against using my allowance on it! I returned home about 16h45, resulting in getting tackled by my adopted mother. she insisted on spood-feeding me my dinner that night. I refused. I-" Finnally I stopped. While it allowed me to catch my breath, the real reason why I interrupted my speech was because I recalled thats soon after that, I was still spoon-fed most of my dinner, between that dammed mad scientist and the wonderful miss Kirehime. [div class=coughword]I coughed, cleared my throat[/div]. "In any case, I went to bed early that day so I could wake up extra early the next morning, which I did at about 4h58. I wanted to try some video games, but they had changed the password again, so instead I went to watch some T.V. , and I got scolded. I went to my room to study and organize the start of the week's schedule for our club. I wanted to go have exercise in the afternoon, but we had visitors and they wouldn't let me go. They even dumped some responsability on me, telling me to eat at another table to take care of their toddler. That concludes my weekend report, Risa-sama!"
As we moved on with our patrol, however, a certain boy popped out of the bathroom. No one except us and maybe a couple teachers were supposed to be at school this early, which could only mean this person was rather suspicious and shady. Time to investigate, brilliant call Risa-sama!
"You there!" I yelled, pointing at the boy that just came from the bathroom and [div class=pointword]pointing a finger at him[/div]. "Stay where you are and don't interfere. We can use force if need be! Risa-sama, please watch him so he doesn't escape."
With that said and without any more hesitation, I immediately headed to the boy's bathroom to search for any evidence that he might be the one behind the recent trahsing in them.
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"I suppose you're right. Third years don't normally get transfer students. Though I suppose we'll find out today if we're gonna be the exception again." I replied, shooting a quick glance with a short-lived blush as she stated our class had interesting students. The memories that were rekindled earlier once again returned to my mind and I just had to nod in agreement. "You're right, I can certainly think of one truly amazing one we got, Risa-sama. These past few years might have been unbearable for me without them,I'd dare say even."
I was certainly caught by surprise when Risa-sama changed the subject, but that was probably just because of how focused I was or because it was early. This was hardly the only time when she suddenly felt the urge to talk about little insignificant matters, but then again, highschool girls did always seem to want to discuss the most trivial things at random. Being in this body, if I wanted to preserve my dignity as a grown-up then even at the expensive of my pride as a (former) man, I needed to try to understand and indulge in such pratices, even if I didn't fully comprehend them. I stopped walking and raised a hand in continence to Risa-sama.
"Yes, Risa-sama! Forgive me for not having a full record ma'am! I woke up late on Saturday, at around 7h20. While it is shameful, I was in fact awakened by that- I mean by my adopted mother, but I was rescued from being dressed up by her as well by my aunt's intervention. Thus, I was given a normal attire to wear and spent a good amount of that morning doing homework. It was too boring to do quickly. Later, after lunching some burgers, I went for a jog. While I mostly managed to avoid people, the police still questioned about my parent's whereabouts twice, I was picked up about five times and cooed over by an elder citzien. There was some rather apetizing-looking icecream on a shop I passed by, but I decided against using my allowance on it! I returned home about 16h45, resulting in getting tackled by my adopted mother. she insisted on spood-feeding me my dinner that night. I refused. I-" Finnally I stopped. While it allowed me to catch my breath, the real reason why I interrupted my speech was because I recalled thats soon after that, I was still spoon-fed most of my dinner, between that dammed mad scientist and the wonderful miss Kirehime. I coughed, cleared my throat. "In any case, I went to bed early that day so I could wake up extra early the next morning, which I did at about 4h58. I wanted to try some video games, but they had changed the password again, so instead I went to watch some T.V. , and I got scolded. I went to my room to study and organize the start of the week's schedule for our club. I wanted to go have exercise in the afternoon, but we had visitors and they wouldn't let me go. They even dumped some responsability on me, telling me to eat at another table to take care of their toddler. That concludes my weekend report, Risa-sama!"
As we moved on with our patrol, however, a certain boy popped out of the bathroom. No one except us and maybe a couple teachers were supposed to be at school this early, which could only mean this person was rather suspicious and shady. Time to investigate, brilliant call Risa-sama!
"You there!" I yelled, pointing at the boy that just came from the bathroom and pointing a finger at him. "Stay where you are and don't interfere. We can use force if need be! Risa-sama, please watch him so he doesn't escape."
With that said and without any more hesitation, I immediately headed to the boy's bathroom to search for any evidence that he might be the one behind the recent trahsing in them.
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"I suppose you're right. Third years don't normally get transfer students. Though I suppose we'll find out today if we're gonna be the exception again." I replied, shooting a quick glance with a short-lived blush as she stated our class had interesting students. The memories that were rekindled earlier once again returned to my mind and I just had to nod in agreement. "You're right, I can certainly think of one truly amazing one we got, Risa-sama. These past few years might have been unbearable for me without them,I'd dare say even."
I was certainly caught by surprise when Risa-sama changed the subject, but that was probably just because of how focused I was or because it was early. This was hardly the only time when she suddenly felt the urge to talk about little insignificant matters, but then again, highschool girls did always seem to want to discuss the most trivial things at random. Being in this body, if I wanted to preserve my dignity as a grown-up then even at the expensive of my pride as a (former) man, I needed to try to understand and indulge in such pratices, even if I didn't fully comprehend them. I stopped walking and [div class=continenceword]raised a hand in continence[/div] to Risa-sama.
"Yes, Risa-sama! Forgive me for not having a full record ma'am! I woke up late on Saturday, at around 7h20. While it is shameful, I was in fact awakened by that- I mean by my adopted mother, but I was rescued from being dressed up by her as well by my aunt's intervention. Thus, I was given a normal attire to wear and spent a good amount of that morning doing homework. It was too boring to do quickly. Later, after lunching some burgers, I went for a jog. While I mostly managed to avoid people, the police still questioned about my parent's whereabouts twice, I was picked up about five times and cooed over by an elder citzien. There was some rather apetizing-looking icecream on a shop I passed by, but I decided against using my allowance on it! I returned home about 16h45, resulting in getting tackled by my adopted mother. she insisted on spood-feeding me my dinner that night. I refused. I-" Finnally I stopped. While it allowed me to catch my breath, the real reason why I interrupted my speech was because I recalled thats soon after that, I was still spoon-fed most of my dinner, between that dammed mad scientist and the wonderful miss Kirehime. [div class=coughword]I coughed, cleared my throat[/div]. "In any case, I went to bed early that day so I could wake up extra early the next morning, which I did at about 4h58. I wanted to try some video games, but they had changed the password again, so instead I went to watch some T.V. , and I got scolded. I went to my room to study and organize the start of the week's schedule for our club. I wanted to go have exercise in the afternoon, but we had visitors and they wouldn't let me go. They even dumped some responsability on me, telling me to eat at another table to take care of their toddler. That concludes my weekend report, Risa-sama!"
As we moved on with our patrol, however, a certain boy popped out of the bathroom. No one except us and maybe a couple teachers were supposed to be at school this early, which could only mean this person was rather suspicious and shady. Time to investigate, brilliant call Risa-sama!
"You there!" I yelled, pointing at the boy that just came from the bathroom and [div class=pointword]pointing a finger at him[/div]. "Stay where you are and don't interfere. We can use force if need be! Risa-sama, please watch him so he doesn't escape."
With that said and without any more hesitation, I immediately headed to the boy's bathroom to search for any evidence that he might be the one behind the recent trahsing in them.
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"I suppose you're right. Third years don't normally get transfer students. Though I suppose we'll find out today if we're gonna be the exception again." I replied, shooting a quick glance with a short-lived blush as she stated our class had interesting students. The memories that were rekindled earlier once again returned to my mind and I just had to nod in agreement. "You're right, I can certainly think of one truly amazing one we got, Risa-sama. These past few years might have been unbearable for me without them,I'd dare say even."
I was certainly caught by surprise when Risa-sama changed the subject, but that was probably just because of how focused I was or because it was early. This was hardly the only time when she suddenly felt the urge to talk about little insignificant matters, but then again, highschool girls did always seem to want to discuss the most trivial things at random. Being in this body, if I wanted to preserve my dignity as a grown-up then even at the expensive of my pride as a (former) man, I needed to try to understand and indulge in such pratices, even if I didn't fully comprehend them. I stopped walking and raised a hand in continence to Risa-sama.
"Yes, Risa-sama! Forgive me for not having a full record ma'am! I woke up late on Saturday, at around 7h20. While it is shameful, I was in fact awakened by that- I mean by my adopted mother, but I was rescued from being dressed up by her as well by my aunt's intervention. Thus, I was given a normal attire to wear and spent a good amount of that morning doing homework. It was too boring to do quickly. Later, after lunching some burgers, I went for a jog. While I mostly managed to avoid people, the police still questioned about my parent's whereabouts twice, I was picked up about five times and cooed over by an elder citzien. There was some rather apetizing-looking icecream on a shop I passed by, but I decided against using my allowance on it! I returned home about 16h45, resulting in getting tackled by my adopted mother. she insisted on spood-feeding me my dinner that night. I refused. I-" Finnally I stopped. While it allowed me to catch my breath, the real reason why I interrupted my speech was because I recalled thats soon after that, I was still spoon-fed most of my dinner, between that dammed mad scientist and the wonderful miss Kirehime. I coughed, cleared my throat. "In any case, I went to bed early that day so I could wake up extra early the next morning, which I did at about 4h58. I wanted to try some video games, but they had changed the password again, so instead I went to watch some T.V. , and I got scolded. I went to my room to study and organize the start of the week's schedule for our club. I wanted to go have exercise in the afternoon, but we had visitors and they wouldn't let me go. They even dumped some responsability on me, telling me to eat at another table to take care of their toddler. That concludes my weekend report, Risa-sama!"
As we moved on with our patrol, however, a certain boy popped out of the bathroom. No one except us and maybe a couple teachers were supposed to be at school this early, which could only mean this person was rather suspicious and shady. Time to investigate, brilliant call Risa-sama!
"You there!" I yelled, pointing at the boy that just came from the bathroom and pointing a finger at him. "Stay where you are and don't interfere. We can use force if need be! Risa-sama, please watch him so he doesn't escape."
With that said and without any more hesitation, I immediately headed to the boy's bathroom to search for any evidence that he might be the one behind the recent trahsing in them.
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After checking the time Anton went about checking the various local papers websites, just to make sure his name hadn't popped up on their feeds. It was while he was doing this did two female voices call out to him, Anton looking up and seeing a taller female with ears not unlike Mew-san's, and a shorter girl who looked more like she belonged in primary school, not high school. But hey. This was a different country. Things could be different here. The taller one spoke first, asking him if anything exciting was happening. Anton would put his phone away to give the girls his full attention, replying to the question with “If you call coming in early to finish filling out paperwork exciting, then yes. There was a load of excitement to be had.” Was...was he actually being interrogated right now? This was exciting.
When the shorter of the two females stated she was going in to the boy's room, Anton would try to stop her by saying “I wouldn'tdothatthere'ssomeone...” he sped up his speech, but it wasn't enough to stop her it seemed. As soon as she rounded the corner a girly squeal could be heard coming from the boy's room, another boy running by while zipping his pants. ….Huh. This was going to take some more getting used to than he first thought. Anton couldn't help but to watch for a few seconds, then looking back to the taller female that was still in front of him. “So...are the ears a fashion statement in this country, or a fad that I've been completely oblivious to this entire time?” He would ask, only then realizing his first mistake since coming to this school. “Ooh. I'm sorry. I haven't introduced myself yet. I am Anton Braunstein, third year transfer student.” he took a bow, realizing only after he stood again maybe that wasn't the right time to actually bow to someone.
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When the shorter of the two females stated she was going in to the boy's room, Anton would try to stop her by saying “I wouldn'tdothatthere'ssomeone...” he sped up his speech, but it wasn't enough to stop her it seemed. As soon as she rounded the corner a girly squeal could be heard coming from the boy's room, another boy running by while zipping his pants. ….Huh. This was going to take some more getting used to than he first thought. Anton couldn't help but to watch for a few seconds, then looking back to the taller female that was still in front of him. “So...are the ears a fashion statement in this country, or a fad that I've been completely oblivious to this entire time?” He would ask, only then realizing his first mistake since coming to this school. “Ooh. I'm sorry. I haven't introduced myself yet. I am Anton Braunstein, third year transfer student.” he took a bow, realizing only after he stood again maybe that wasn't the right time to actually bow to someone.
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[div class=textbox]Risa was amused at the way Akacha talked about her weekend, then again she always had little quirks in her speech pattern. "You don't need to talk like you're in the army, Akacha-chan." She told her with a smile. "It sounds like you had a very exciting weekend, at least it sounds a lot more fun than mine."
"Call me the next time you go jogging! I would love to join you. Hopefully the police won't stop the both of us."
"My weekend was pretty quiet. Well, I had to wake up early on Saturday as well to get some studying done." Risa told her, though it wasn't the entire truth. She did wake up early, but it was for her part time job as a model. She didn't exactly want to proclaim her job and status that she's a pretty famous idol, so whenever work came up, Risa would cover it up with studying.
"And I visited my Aunt Rouko on Sunday, her food was amazing as usual. You should definitely come with me next time! Though I can't guarantee that you'll not be spoon-fed." She stuck her tongue cheekily.
"Paperwork?" Risa probed, could the new face be the transfer student she heard about? Before she could get a reply, Akacha had went bad cop on him, well at least it seemed like it, before she ran into the bathroom.
"Wa-wait! Akacha-chan?!" Risa tried to grab hold of the little girl before she bolted into the boy's bathroom. Her ears drooped in worry when she failed to do so. She was more horrified when the boy ran out of the bathroom blushing red. Her black ears flicked at his question. Fashion statement? Her yellow eyes slightly narrowed at him, staying silent for a moment as he introduced himself. A third year transfer student, huh. What are the odds? That would explain what he meant by paperworks then. And it also meant that it's not possible for him to be the culprit of the bathroom vandalism. She huffed, there was no reason to hold what his comment about her ears to heart.
"I'm Miyazaki Risa. The current vice-president of the student council and Student Protection Club." She introduced, before explaining herself. "I apologise for any rudeness I or Akacha has caused. There had been complaints about someone vandalising and littering the boy's bathroom, which was why I stopped you. I suspected you.
"By the sounds of your name and the way you speak, you must be new to this country. These, She pointed to her ears, "are not a fashion statement, or a fad. They are a part of who I am. And I mean that in the most literal sense. I am an ookami, perhaps you would know it as werewolf. But unlike popular belief and fairy tales, we can't turn ourselves into wolves or the like. Take this as advice. Many students here are special, and it certainly doesn't matter if they seem "normal" or not." She held her fingers in the air and did air quotes at the term 'normal', and crossed her arms. Clearly still a little irked.
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[div class=textbox]Risa was amused at the way Akacha talked about her weekend, then again she always had little quirks in her speech pattern. "You don't need to talk like you're in the army, Akacha-chan." She told her with a smile. "It sounds like you had a very exciting weekend, at least it sounds a lot more fun than mine."
"Call me the next time you go jogging! I would love to join you. Hopefully the police won't stop the both of us."
"My weekend was pretty quiet. Well, I had to wake up early on Saturday as well to get some studying done." Risa told her, though it wasn't the entire truth. She did wake up early, but it was for her part time job as a model. She didn't exactly want to proclaim her job and status that she's a pretty famous idol, so whenever work came up, Risa would cover it up with studying.
"And I visited my Aunt Rouko on Sunday, her food was amazing as usual. You should definitely come with me next time! Though I can't guarantee that you'll not be spoon-fed." She stuck her tongue cheekily.
"Paperwork?" Risa probed, could the new face be the transfer student she heard about? Before she could get a reply, Akacha had went bad cop on him, well at least it seemed like it, before she ran into the bathroom.
"Wa-wait! Akacha-chan?!" Risa tried to grab hold of the little girl before she bolted into the boy's bathroom. Her ears drooped in worry when she failed to do so. She was more horrified when the boy ran out of the bathroom blushing red. Her black ears flicked at his question. Fashion statement? Her yellow eyes slightly narrowed at him, staying silent for a moment as he introduced himself. A third year transfer student, huh. What are the odds? That would explain what he meant by paperworks then. And it also meant that it's not possible for him to be the culprit of the bathroom vandalism. She huffed, there was no reason to hold what his comment about her ears to heart.
"I'm Miyazaki Risa. The current vice-president of the student council and Student Protection Club." She introduced, before explaining herself. "I apologise for any rudeness I or Akacha has caused. There had been complaints about someone vandalising and littering the boy's bathroom, which was why I stopped you. I suspected you.
"By the sounds of your name and the way you speak, you must be new to this country. These, She pointed to her ears, "are not a fashion statement, or a fad. They are a part of who I am. And I mean that in the most literal sense. I am an ookami, perhaps you would know it as werewolf. But unlike popular belief and fairy tales, we can't turn ourselves into wolves or the like. Take this as advice. Many students here are special, and it certainly doesn't matter if they seem "normal" or not." She held her fingers in the air and did air quotes at the term 'normal', and crossed her arms. Clearly still a little irked.
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