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Your name is Ryoji Shida, and the last year of your life has been… interesting. More accurately, it’s been hell. But the good kind? It’s hard to put it into words. You’ve never been the best with… good words. Unless it’s tearing some jackass a new asshole, you’ve never been great at… expressing.

“Oh crap, is that today?” Kosuke looks as he barges into your room, seeing you packing your bag by the edge of your bed.

“Sure is,” Ken sighs. “It’s a rough one.”

Kosuke nods as you zip up your bag and grab your fishing rods. “I’ll pray for you… if I can find the time between napping.”

“So you won’t?” Ken jokes.

You playfully smack Kosuke across the back of the head. “Cut it out assholes, it won’t be that bad.”

“You say that now,” Rini jokes, rounding the corner and jabbing you in the ribs with a closed fist. “I can barely spend a classroom period with Kobashi, let alone with-”

“That’s my future wife you’re talkin’ bout,” you remind her.

“She’d agree with me!” Rini laughs.

“… Fair.”

This place is a hellscape, how could it be so complicated to put it into words? You’re sent here to fight for your lives so some snot nosed ingrates get to sit comfortably on their assess in front of the TV. Having to face monsters, demons, evil gods… how is there any way to put it than… trash?

As you ready to leave the dorms, you’re stopped by Akemi, approaching you with a plate of cookies.

“Waaaaaaaiiiiiiit!” she exclaims, leaping through the air like a grasshopper to close the distance. “You can’t leave without trying them! Get them while they’re hot!”

As you pick a cookie off the plate, you look to Raiden, still walking with his cane assistance. “Let them cool a little,” he says in his solemn voice, but with a noticeable lisp.

“You tried one, didn’t you?”

“Burnt my tongue...” he mutters.

You smirk as you open the door to the dorms.

… That guy wanted to kill you once. Not even a year ago.

Since then, he’s been beaten, carved, burned and crucified to the point he’ll never look like a normal man again.

That’s what this place does to people! You aren’t even a real human anymore! How hard is it to say?

You stop by the library to leave off a book you were reading.

“Whoa! Since when did you start reading books?!” Akio leaps over the counter to examine to cover. “The hell is Holes?!”

“It’s a good book,” you shrug. “It’s all I ever loan.”

“I have a few textbooks you could borrow-” Satomi begins.

“-No. Never that,” you reply.

“Oh hey!” Seishiro exclaims as he sees your bags. “Is today the big day? Bro, you’re really going through with that?!”

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Hikaru slams her hands down on her counter. She’s filling in for the other librarian who… you’re not sure. She died, but… she didn’t? You don’t know, it’s not your class. “Will all of you keep it down?! This is still a damn library! Akio and Seishiro, go throw rocks at eachother outside, or whatever it is you do!”

“Damn, that’s a good one, babe...” Akio chuckles, stonewalling her orders. “You’re starting to look like a pufferfish!”

“N-No I’m not!” Hikaru blushes as the two bicker back and forth, with a smile on their faces.

Akio’s family has been in this school since day one, just like Saki’s. His body has been covered in scars since he was ten…

There shouldn’t be any happiness to find in this dump.

As you turn to walk away, the door to the library swings open as a tall dark-haired stubbled man enters.

“Uncle!” Akio calls out.

“This is a library,” Akihito-sensei reminds him. “And you all should be focusing on the project I left you over the weekend.”

“Not me,” you reply.

“And why is that?” Akihito remarks. “I don’t make special cases.”

“Except for your favourite nephew-” Akio begins.

“Only nephew, and no.” Akihito looks to you. “And you, Ryoji, can never talk your way into getting a… wait, that trip of yours is today, isn’t it?”

“Yep,” you cockily place you hands in your jacket pockets and smirk. “But keep going on, teach. What was that you were saying?”

Akihito shakes his head. “Okay, you’re free to go. But you’ll have extra homework come Monday!”

“Detention too, probably.”

“Why, what did you do this time?”

You grin. “If you can’t find out by Monday, do I really deserve detention?”

As you make your way out to the courtyard, you’re stopped by another pairing. Or rather, you’re stopped by an individual, while her partner stands and gives a polite sigh.

“My dear Ryoji, did you really think you could escape me?” Chihiro exclaims as she wraps her arms around you. “If you really thought you could leave for the weekend without telling me… I would have sent my doves after you! They would have listened on everything you said, and spotted if you were to do anything… scandalous. Now that I think about it, I can pick up such amazing gossip with these birds. Tres Bien!”

“I’ll ensure she doesn’t,” Sayeka smiles, and the hedgehog on her shoulder murbles in agreement.

“So your vision probably told you how this will go, right?” you remark. “Give me a warning.”

“Now surely it’s not right to tell you the future,” Sayeka jokes. “After all if I do it will probably change it.”

“C’mon, tell me something. It’s hardly life or death!”

Sayeka sighs. “I think you will have a nice time. I haven’t looked into the trip.”

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Surprises, huh? You look to Sayeka’s smiling face… and look away from her pale eyes that don’t connect with you. She’s blind, and she wouldn’t be blind were it not for this place. Yet she smiles.

“Ryoji dear, the gate is that way!” Chihiro points. “Are you so flustered you forgot the layout of the school?”

“No,” you respond. “I’m visiting… him, first.”

“Oh...” Chihiro mutters. “Nariko and Hiro are there already.”

You make your way towards the gravesite of the academy, as you reach the shrine in question, with a sniffling Nariko and a stoic Hiro standing over it, Nariko’s two cats swarming around the area.

Sora Marufuji
1999-2017
Loving brother and Friend.

“Are those little gremlins causing trouble by the graves?” you ask.

“They’re well behaved,” Nariko sniffles. “You’re seeing him before you head off.”

You nod. “I am… who bought the flowers, they look nice.”

Hiro places a hand on Nariko’s shoulder. “That was me. We were also planning on adding proper memorials for Sho, Maya and Daisuke soon.”

Four dead, and no bodies to even bring home. 1999… he was still a child. He’ll never drink his first beer, or drive his first car. Sora was never interested in material things like that… but he never had the option. And now he never will.

“Take care, I’ll be back in two days,” you give a reassuring nod, and a small side hug to the still distraught Nariko. You place a hand on the shrine. “See you again soon, Sora. Pray for me this weekend, wherever you are, buddy.”

As you leave through the shrubbery back to the courtyard, you’re spotted by an underclassmen. “Ryoji...” Kazuma mutters. “You just came from...”

“Sure did, Kouhai.”

“You... okay?” he asks.

You nod. “Yeah, I’ll be having a relaxing weekend. Maybe. But what are you gonna do without your senpai to guide you for the next two days?”

“I don’t think you’ve… ever guided me,” Kaz points out, before you press on, ignoring him.

As you leave the grave area, names come flying to your head.

Sho, Maya, Daisuke, Yamato, Sora…

Nina…

People who would all still be alive if they never got roped into this mess. Into this hell.

You press on towards the gates, before you stop and make your way over to a friend eating breakfast.

“Just out of theatre practice?” you ask.

Nanami looks up to you, and immediately rushes you with a hug. “Ryoji! My first mate! I didn’t think I’d get a chance to see you before you took off!”

Quickly returning the hug, you place your hand on the pirate hat atop her head. “What’s the captain gonna do without her trusted first mate this weekend?”

“Probably hold auditions for replacements.”

“What?”

Nanami lets out a booming laugh. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding! But I am hoping to hire Ukon and Mai as cabin crew.”

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The gates of the school are nearing ever closer, as you pass by the training grounds. Of course, one runner is quick to spot you and zoom over in your direction.

“Leaving so soon, are we?” Rei smirks.

“Miss Arisato!” Isamu hops forward to be by her side. “You can’t leave in the middle of a training session! Our underclassmen where just starting to feel the rush of a heroes energy! Look as it flows through the likes of Amaya and Risa over there! Observe the glistening thighs that can only mean power is flowing through-”

Rei stamps on Isamu’s foot. “Don’t talk about glistening thighs that aren’t my own!”

Isamu chuckles. “Well, of course they can’t compare to the poor heroic energy booming from your own meaty-”

“And d-don’t talk about my thighs!” Rei blushes, while the giant blue-haired woman beside them can’t help but snigger.

Akira tosses you a candy bar in a wrapper. “For the trip, Ryoji.”

“Thanks,” you reply, but you can’t take your eyes of the metal arm she used to throw it. The arm she lost in this school.

“Don’t think that taking a weekend off means you can slack on your training!” Rei warns. “I’m gonna push you twice as hard on Monday!”

“Wow, it’s like listening to two Akihitos...” you remark, as you head on towards the gates.

You look to the wall of the gates, one you once planned on jumping, running away and never returning.

Why didn’t you?

This place is full of pain. It’s full of hurt. Disfigured orphans and sad misfits abound, used as the line of defence against a force of evil while the adults in charge sit back and watch you get culled off for some greater good. Do the people of the world really deserve this defence? They never treated you like you were worth a damn, why should you treat them like they’re worth losing your friends over? You should have left when you had the chance, the opportunity to walk away for a weekend is a great reprieve.

There’s just nothing good here. It’s not worth it. Yet you struggle to say it, to put it into words how you feel about this place. Since you joined this school you’ve been beaten, stabbed, burned, kidnapped, possessed, dismembered, and lost friends incredibly close to you. And what have you seen in return? Nothing! Not a damn thing! So, why is it so hard to say? How do you struggle to describe your feelings on this place?

As you step out through the gates, you remember why.

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That same tightness in your chest every time you walk away. Like… you don’t want to leave the academy. Like… you want to stay.

You’ll never figure out why, but perhaps the biggest reason smiles as she meets you outside the gates.

“Are you ready?” Saki asks, as she takes you by the hand.

You shrug. “Ready as I’ll ever be, Sak.”

She gets on her tiptoes and pulls you down into a slight kiss on the cheek. “You’ll be fine. He’s not that scary.”

“Sak-”

“Okay, he is,” she nods. “But I think the two of you will get along swimmingly.”

“And you?”

“I’ve got group work to be taking care of, don’t worry about me,” she says as she nudges over to Maro-senpai leaning against the wall. “I’m doing a collaborative slideshow on the dangers of improper uniform with Class 3!”

“That actually sounds like your heaven,” you joke.

“I know!” Saki beams, stars in her eyes from the though of spending the weekend on a preachy educational powerpoint.

Maro steps forward and pats you on the shoulder. “Good luck, Ryoji.”

Always short on words, that cool cowboy is. “That’s all?”

“Do I need to say more?” he wonders, before heading back to the courtyard.

“So… where is he?” you ask.

“Down by the lake,” she replies. “Come on.”

You make your way down to the lake, where you see him. 81 years of age, but even with his silver hair and his rugged aged face, you would never presume as such. His face is that of a man in his 60s, and his body is that of a man in his physical prime. Seven feet tall, with an intimidating broad and rippling frame, even in his advanced years he stands as possibly the strongest human alive. The Dragon Kobashi.

In a Hawaiian shirt.

As you and your fiance approach her grandfather, she nudges her elbow into your chest several times in an ill-fated attempt to stiffle your laughter.

You reach him, and the proud Wei Kobashi stands over you… in his blue flowery Hawaiian shirt with his fishing gear.

A weekend long fishing trip with the principal of the school.

What have you gotten yourself into?

“Shida,” Wei remarks.

> Wei.
> Gramps.
> Nice style you’ve got, Magnum.

>>3737007
>> Nice style you’ve got, Magnum.
BAH BAH BAP BAH
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LBIgXhiOpeQ

>>3737007
>> Gramps.
IT'S FINALLY TIME.

>>3737007
>> Nice style you’ve got, Magnum.
We can't fucking not say this old man

>>3737007
>>3737015

Also fuck man, sometimes you forget how fucking awful these kids lives are.

>>3737007
>WHISTLE THE GOD DAMN THEME
> Nice style you’ve got, Magnum.

>>3737007
> Gramps.

Sayeka still has the demon hedgehog
Ono

>>3737025
Reminder that Sayeka constantly has a shit covered shoulder
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TvNEZ4WWQIk

Calling for
>Nice style you’ve got, Magnum.

Writing now.

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>Nice style you’ve got, Magnum.

Wei huffs. "Aren't you a little young for that reference?"

"Aren't you a little old to pull that off?" you respond.

Saki shakes her head. "Ooookay, I can see this is off to a great start..."

"When I heard fishing trip I didn't expect it to be by the lake," you respond. "Kinda lame, if you ask me. Where's your boat?"

"It's not by the lake," Wei corrects you. "I was simply testing my old fishing gear. We'll be heading out on a river line."

"And how did that testing go?"

Wei nods his head towards to green hill behind him, stocked full of several dozen large loaches and pikes, flopping around as if they were freshly caught. "They'll also serve as our food on the trip."

Saki's eyes glow and she beams with pride. "That's the tenacity and skill of the Kobashi family line! We've always been experts of any handy trade, isn't that right, Grandfather?"

Wei nods. Damn... the old man is a secret show-off, he's trying to impress you isn't he? What a bag of old wind. And wait... food for the trip? He told you he would cover all meals on the trip, but raw fish? The geezer is rich and he's relying on freshly caught trout, what an asshole!

Saki stealthily hands you a box of food. "Here you are, Ryoji. I figured he'd do this?"

"Did you make this for me?" you ask as you place the bento box in your jacket.

Saki shakes her head. "No, the girls held me down and made it as a collaborative effort. Something about wanting it to actually taste good..."

Sounds about right, for all her skills and strengths, cooking has always been Saki's achilles heel. It's almost supernatural how disastrous her meals are.

"Well, I guess this is us," you smile to Saki. "Have fun this weekend."

"You try to do the same, jellybean!" she smiles, as she kisses you on the cheek. Her grandfather grunts and looks away, which causes you to smirk. You probably shouldn't get so much joy over pissing off the principal but... screw him.

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And with that, you bid farewell to your fiance, to your friends, and to that school for the next two days, setting off on an open river... with the principal of said school. Maybe he'll want a nice relaxing weekend where you don't have to talk too... but knowing him he's probably going to make you scrub the deck of his boat or whatever.

The train ride to the river is... quiet. You expected Wei to badger you from the outset, but the old man simply pulls out a book about Tennis and gets reading. You don't care to ask him about it. He's eighty years old, and he doesn't really have any friends. He doesn't even care for his own son. He likely has to find some way to fill his time between running a death school.

You arrive at the river, and it's easy to see which boat in port is his. A luxurious white yacht, with a dragon's head upon the bow. "You ever hear of modesty?" you ask him.

"Pride is a virtue," Wei fires back as he throws his bags aboard. He doesn't offer to help you with yours.

You examine the painted name on the bough of the ship. Knowing Wei, it's probably something pretentious or bloated with his family pride... "King Ghidorah?" you mutter at the name. "Isn't that a kaiju?"

"Yes," Wei replies. "I'm a fan."

Unexpected. "That kaiju is the bad guy, last I checked..."

You hop aboard, as Wei begins to untether the ropes from dock. "Have you ever sailed a boat?"

"I helped build a boat," you recall.

"Not what I asked, Shida."

"Then no."

Wei grunts. "Well, I suppose you won't take guidance from me. If you don't know how the boat works, stand aside and out of my way until we're on open waters."

You chuckle to yourself. "Wow, it's like I'm not even here. Sounds like a dream come true for you... why did you even agree to bring me on this trip?"

"I didn't expect you to agree to come," Wei responds. "What made you decide to come with me?"

>I'm just doing it for Saki's sake. Not like I want to be buddies with you.
>I honestly don't know. I think I just jumped at the chance to leave the academy for a while.
>You first. If you figured I wouldn't agree, why invite me?

>>3737061
>>I honestly don't know. I think I just jumped at the chance to leave the academy for a while.

>>3737061
>I'm just doing it for Saki's sake. Not like I want to be buddies with you.

>Ryoji built a boat
>Wei knows how to sail a boat
Fusion dance to become the ultimate sailor

>>3737061
>>I honestly don't know. I think I just jumped at the chance to leave the academy for a while.
God why is Wei so fucking cool
I want to be Wei when I grow up but without the emotional neglect

>>3737061
>>You first. If you figured I wouldn't agree, why invite me?

>>3737061
>I'm just doing it for Saki's sake. Not like I want to be buddies with you
Saki's eyes glow and she beams with pride. "That's the tenacity and skill of the Kobashi family line! We've always been experts of any handy trade, isn't that right, Grandfather?"

Saki you give your genetics too much credit
All Wei's friends are dead, what else is he going to do other than learn random trades?

>>3737061
>>I honestly don't know. I think I just jumped at the chance to leave the academy for a while. Well, that and Saki insisted.

Bit of column A, bit of B.

>>3737064
>>3737066
>>3737083
>I honestly don't know. I think I just jumped at the chance to leave the academy for a while.

>>3737065
>>3737076
>>3737083
>I'm just doing it for Saki's sake. Not like I want to be buddies with you.

Tie so I'm calling for a mix of both. Calling for
>I honestly don't know. I think I just jumped at the chance to leave the academy for a while. Well, that and Saki insisted. Not like I want to be buddies with you.

Writing now.

>>3737061
>>You first. If you figured I wouldn't agree, why invite me?

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>I honestly don't know. I think I just jumped at the chance to leave the academy for a while. Well, that and Saki insisted. Not like I want to be buddies with you.

Wei shakes his head. "Well, I'm very much the same."

"Find it hard to believe you care about Saki's feelings," you remark.

"Saki is my granddaughter," Wei points out. "My only grandchild. She is my pride, my legacy. It is my duty to at least learn more of the delinquent attempting to defile my family's legacy."

"Defile?" you scoff. "How about you look at you and your kid treated Saki like crap growing up first."

Wei is quick to change the subject. "I'm surprised to hear you wish to leave the academy for a time. I expected you hearing that I was leaving on a weekend trip would be an ample opportunity for you to further tear up your... what would you youths call it? Your... stomping grounds."

"My turf."

"Yes, that."

"Well, living in that place ain't easy," you remark. "You know that."

Wei looks out onto the river. "All too well..."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rK6piEsS-2E

As you set out, the conversation turns quiet again. Wei is focused on the ship, while you sit in the back and relax. At least Wei isn't the only person around to talk to.

"Ryoji, something tells me you won't enjoy this trip."

"You're a regular detective, Nina."

"At least you have me around to keep you company!"

"And me!" another familiar voice calls out in your head, which causes you to jump.

"GAH!" you exclaim, causing Wei to look over to you.

"GAH!" the voice exclaims back.

"It's just a bee," Wei remarks, before returning to his sailing.

That voice was... Hoshi?

"How the hell did you start speaking in my head?" You think to yourself.

"I-it's a p-pretty neat spell, right?" Hoshi remarks. "I'm sorry! I wasn't brave enough to say goodbye to you in person!"

"I'm just going on a weekend trip," you reply.

"B-But goodbyes are hard!" Hoshi explains. "E-even if they're just for a weekend! I hid in my room from all the pressure!"

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Another voice comes into your head, Reiji's. "It's true, I found her cowering under her blankets with a stuffed bear."

"T-that's not true! Okay... it is..." Hoshi mumbles.

"It's what kept me from seeing you off," Reiji responds. "But with this spell I can bid you good luck. Principal Wei is likely not the most... entertaining of trip partners."

"Wait, with this spell..." Nina mutters. "Can they hear me?"

"AH, GIRL'S VOICE!" Hoshi exclaims. "How did... oh right, this is that spirit in your head, right? Saki told me about it... N-Nina, right?"

"Nina's spirit and memory, but yes," she responds.

"A-a pleasure to finally speak to you..." she remarks.

Reiji's voice turns solemn. "Nina... it was my actions that lead to your original death. I cannot even begin to apologise, as nothing I can say can make up for that..."

"In the end, you helped save Ryoji, right?" Nina assures him. "That's enough for me."

"Okay, did you two just use a spell to wish me good luck?" you ask. "Or is there something else?"

"W-well, I thought I could use these to keep tabs on the trip, send updates to the others..." Hoshi explains. "That is... if that's okay with you?"

>Sure, Wei didn't want me to bring a phone, so this is a nice workaround.
>This is my break AWAY from the academy. I want total radio silence from you.

>>3737160
>>>Sure, Wei didn't want me to bring a phone, so this is a nice workaround.

I want a commentator's gallery.

>>3737158
Man this is a god damn funky groove
>"And me!" another familiar voice calls out in your head, which causes you to jump.
AH FUCK STRANGER AHHHHHHHHHH
>That voice was... Hoshi?
Oh
>Sure, Wei didn't want me to bring a phone, so this is a nice workaround.
It's like a walky talky but way more invasive!

>>3737160
>This is my break AWAY from the academy. I want total radio silence from you

Ono the Nina plague is spreading to outside Ryoji's head

>>3737160
>>Sure, Wei didn't want me to bring a phone, so this is a nice workaround.

>>3737160
>This is my break AWAY from the academy. I want total radio silence from you.
Dude come on, it's like asking us to wear a wire whenever we leave.

>>3737160
>This is my break AWAY from the academy. I want total radio silence from you.

>>3737160
>>This is my break AWAY from the academy. I want total radio silence from you.
And then the academy was attacked

Calling for
>This is my break AWAY from the academy. I want total radio silence from you.

Writing now.

>>3737206
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=idoYCVLh2qI

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>This is my break AWAY from the academy. I want total radio silence from you.

"A-are you sure?" Hoshi wonders. "What if something bad happens?"

"I doubt an Archdemon is just gonna pop out of nowhere while we're on this trip," you remark.

As Reiji speaks, you can actually sense him pushing up his glasses in classic fashion. "I wouldn't rule out the possibility."

"What's the worst that can happen?" you laugh to yourself. "We get attacked by a giant fish? Anything that happens, we can handle it. Have a fun weekend, you two. Go on a date or something?"

Even without the two in front of you, you can feel the meltdown of nerves, babbling and stuttering between the two of them.

"O-o-o-okay!" Hoshi finally blurts out. "H-have fun, bye!"

The two disconnect, as Nina lets out a sigh. "It's strange communicating with other people... usually it's just you."

"Hey, I'm interesting enough company on my own!" you laugh... before a trout is thrown at your face. "Hey, what the hell!"

"You skipped breakfast, didn't you?" Wei remarks. "Do you not know how important breakfast is? Trout is rich in protein, and the Omega-3 acids it produces is richer than any-"

"Alright, I don't need a lecture!" you sigh. "Do you expect to teach me how to eat it too?"

Wei nods. "There's an electric hot cooker behind you, you can use that."

"You're actually telling me how to eat it!" You exclaim.

Wei pauses as he looks out onto the water. "You're from Kibo, aren't you? That's a fishing village. I'm sure you and your father had plenty of times fishing out on the docks together."

You eyes hang low. "I... don't remember most of those times, but yeah. How did you know about Kibo? It's fairly obscure."

"A former classmate of mine came from that village," Wei explains. "Satoshi Tenzan. We nicknamed him... well, he nicknamed himself TenKozy."

You tilt your head back. "Wait, THE Tenkozy? He was the original delinquent master! Every troublemaker in Kibo was inspired by his toughness."

"You're beginning to make more sense," Wei replies. "But yes, I knew him well. Better than anyone, I would say."

"I had no idea he went to the academy..." you mutter. "Actually, you never mention the original class."

Wei shrugs. "Their histories are there to read."

"You expect me to read anything?" you reply. "But there's nothing really about them around the school. Not even a class photo... one of those would have really helped with the Alice mystery... there's just a couple paintings of the founders and that's it."

"I..." Wei mutters, before casting his line out again. "I don't like to think of those days."

>Too painful, huh?
>Didn't expect the big tough dragon to be so sensitive.
>You don't? Didn't you meet your wife at the school?

>>3737263
>You don't? Didn't you meet your wife at the school?
Tell us more about the back up waifu Wei

>>3737263
>Too painful, huh?

>>3737263
>>You don't? Didn't you meet your wife at the school?

>>3737263
>>Too painful, huh?
We know now... How shitty this is...

>>3737263
>You don't? Didn't you meet your wife at the school?

Calling for
>You don't? Didn't you meet your wife at the school?

Writing now.

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>You don't? Didn't you meet your wife at the school?

Wei looks out on the open waters. He hasn't properly looked at you once during this whole journey.

"That's... part of what makes it so difficult."

A silence breaks out between the two of you, as you cast your line out on the river.

A long, long silence. You don't catch a single fish. Neither does Wei.

"Feels like the river is empty," you remark. "It's usually a good season for it. Maybe something scared them off..."

"Ryoji."

Wei has his back turned to you as he speaks. "You asked about my old classmates."

"That... was about two hours ago, but sure," you reply.

"I'll tell you," Wei explains. "A story I have never told anyone before. Mitsuo often asked, but I never told him much of my time in the academy."

"Why?" you ask. "And why me?"

"I don't know," Wei responds. "And if you ask more nosy questions I'll rescind it. Just sit there and shut up."

"Tall order."

Wei grumbles. "You have been through so much in the last year... I attended the first three years of the school's existence."

"It's not a contest of tragedy," you joke.

"I know," Wei responds. "But I have my tales to tell."

"Do they come with their own theme tune?" you ask.

Wei finally turns his head to you, snarling. "What?!"

You wave your hand. "Running joke. Kazuma in year one listens to music all the time and he keeps calling what he listens to his theme tune."

"Real life doesn't have... theme tunes," Wei remarks. "Now... allow me to tell you... the tale of ages past. The original story of the Dakugeto Institute of Higher Edu-"

"Just call it Dark Gate Academy, it sounds cooler."

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>POV SHIFT: WEI KOBASHI
>APRIL, 1951

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qOP_OHmUNfk

"Wei Kobashi... I've looked through all your records, your parent's recommendation, and I think this Academy is the perfect place to whip a coward like you into shape."

You roll your eyes as you lean back in your chair. "I'm no coward... and I doubt it's wise to praise a school that simply opened."

Kenta Misawa, one of the pair of brothers running this new military academy slams his fist on his desk. "I have faith in my power of discipline and training! You won't survive out there if you don't heed my warnings!"

He's enthusiastic, no doubt. Some would say manic. "I doubt the world will see another great war for a while," you respond.

"There's more threats out there than human wars," Kenta explains, a near sadistic grin on his face. "Oh yes... you'll learn soon enough. The threats that none know about. You have a special potential, and I am prepared to draw it out."

You sigh. You still can't believe your parents did this to you... your father has always been a harsh, at times cruel man, but to be told you were a disgrace to the Kobashi family line? That you had to enter this strange military academy or be disowned for being too... soft? It's not your fault you were too young to fight in the war? Did he expect you to handle a rifle, to fly a plane at nine years of age?

"Now, get going!" Kenta Misawa with rigid arm flailing points you to the door to his office. "The information assembly for our class will be at the first bell! No time ti dilly-dally or you'll never survive! You will learn this school's nature in time!"

You leave the office and shake your head. You'll never survive? Why does he keep saying that? He sounds like a rambling lunatic, chair of discipline or no. You hope the other brother, the proper principal of the school is more reasonable. You doubt it.

Regardless, the assembly where they "Explain All" isn't until first bell. What doom and gloom... did your parents sign you up for some kind of secret society? You never had the adventurous spirit for anything like that... no doubt why they considered you a coward. What's wrong with relaxing? All you want to do in life is lie down in a patch of flowers and watch the clouds. Is that really so strange? Responsibility will never fit you.

If the assembly isn't until first bell, you suppose you've got some time to spare. You don't know these halls well, but you were shown your locker before being brought to the office, and the cafeteria should be near here...

>Head to the cafeteria for some food.
>Head to your locker.
>Wander around, try to get a feel for the school.

>>3737357
>Head to your locker.
STEAL THE SHOES

>>3737357
>>Head to your locker.

>>3737357
>>Head to your locker.
CINEMATIC PARRALELS
Also fuck him having an old anime theme is so fucking perfect god damn

>>3737357
>>Head to your locker

>your father has always been a harsh, at times cruel man, but to be told you were a disgrace to the Kobashi family line
Like Father, like Son, Like Granddaughter
All Kobashi's are failures in the eyes of their parents

>>3737379
>Saki when Nina Jr and RyoThree don't believe in colour marking study notes

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>>3737385

Calling for
>Head to your locker

Writing now.

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>Head to your locker

You've never been adventurous, and you're not going to risk getting lost. You head straight for your locker because that's the only route you know. Safe, simply, easy.

You really don't belong in this academy. There must have been some kind of mix-up. You head to your locker, and begin opening it for a change of shoes. But it's then that you notice someone lying up against the wall. Seems to be... another student? Blonde hair, a mismatched uniform, she lies up against the wall like she's... having a nap?

>POV SHIFT: RYOJI

"Oh yeah," you remark. "I almost forgot you knew Alice before she became, well..."

"I thought I told you to be quiet," Wei grumbles. "The story is just beginning."

>POV SHIFT: WEI

You hunker down next to the young woman and shake her shoulder. "Ma'am? You okay?"

Nothing, she's fast asleep, her head tilted back. So odd... she's completely motionless. Wait... what if she isn't asleep? Did you just stumble on a medical emergency? Could she be... oh, god...

"Ma'am, please answer me!" you add, more frantically as you shake her shoulder. Then, her eyes swing open... and her head swings forward. Right into your face.

A stream of blood bursts out as you fall back from the rather hard headbutt, as the girl simply wipes her eyes and yawns. "That was a good dream..." she mumbles, before noticing you. "Oh? Are you okay, stranger? Who are you? Did you enter my dream zone?"

You assume "dream zone" means "headbutting distance" with this weirdo.

>Dammit Lady, I think you broke my nose!
>I thought you were dead, are you okay?
>I'm... fine, probably. What's your name?

Heading out soon so won't call votes until I return later tonight! Keep up the votes and the discussion!

>>3737431
>I'm... fine, probably. What's your name?

>>3737431
>Dammit Lady, I think you broke my nose!
What kind of person just headbutts someone they just met?

Oh yeah, the kind that tried to kill their own niece

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>>3737431
>>I thought you were dead, are you okay?

>Ryoji went to the lockers, got attacked, and fell in love with the person who hurt him
>Wei went to the lockers, got attacked...

>>3737431
>>I thought you were dead, are you okay?
>>3737464
Hmmmm, it's almost as if Wei saw himself so much in Ryoji that he hates him and himself.

>>3737464
Explains why Mitsuo and Saki are such disappointments, he was stuck with the sub optimal waifu

>>3737504
It's Okay Alice is back now so Wei can smash that old lady puss

>>3737431
>I thought you were dead, are you okay?
Can’t we just save Alice, waifu her and cause a time paradox?

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>3737667
Roll to Seduce Alice

>>3737431
>>Dammit Lady, I think you broke my nose!
It's nice to be back. I always forget how fun this is

>>3737431
>>Dammit Lady, I think you broke my nose!

Rolled 11 (1d12)

Shit, since we have a new POV, it's that time again. Rolling for Wei's dick length.

Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>3738372
Now for girth.

>>3738372
>>3738377
FUCK HE'S A BIG BOY

>>3738372
>>3738377
>We're dickrolling again
Well fuck it's a flashback thread, get those dice ready for everyone later

>>3738381
Ryoji beats him by an inch tho

>>3738372
>>3738377
>11x10
That's not a big dick that's a big dickcube
Too much dick swagger

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>3738377
I swear the dick dice get switcherooed every time a new one happens. Wasn't it a d4 last time?

>>3738386
Alright, rolling for good luck later in the thread.

>>3737449
>>3738173
>>3738283
>Dammit Lady, I think you broke my nose!

>>3737464
>>3737480
>>3737667
>I thought you were dead, are you okay?

Tie so I'm calling for both.
>Dammit Lady, I think you broke my nose!
>I thought you were dead, are you okay?

Update will come in the morning, stay tuned and keep up the discussion.

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>>3738561
It's always a tied vote
Always

>>3738561
>Tie
Ah, like the good ol days.

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>3737917
Rolling for Alice to seduce Wei

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>3738725
Rolling for Wei's future wife to seduce him

>>3738727
Wei is no match for Saki's future Grandmother

>>3738741
"Why are you crying like a pussy when you could be pounding this pussy instead?"

>>3738750
that's some damn good motivation

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>3738750
Rolling for how good Wei is at pussy pounding

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>3738859
Rolling for Ryoji

>>3738859
>7
Wei brakes down crying halfway through and ends up getting smashed by Saki's future Grandmother instead

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>Dammit Lady, I think you broke my nose!
>I thought you were dead, are you okay?

The girl wipes her eyes some more, her vision clearing as she properly wakes up. "Your... oh! Did I do that?"

"Yes!" you yell, clutching your bleeding nose.

"I really got you in the schnoz, huh?" she ponders, her head jerking around to examine you.

"The schnoz?" you mutter.

The girl reaches into her bag and pulls out some tissues and hands them to you, allowing you to wipe the blood from your face. "You'll be okay... probably."

You sigh. "I was more worried about you. You looked dead."

"I was just snoozing!" she explains.

You eye the girl carefully. "In the hallway?"

"Where do you snooze before class?"

"I get a good night's sleep in my bed!"

The girl shrugs as she stands up. "So did I, but it's never the wrong time for an extra snooze. I'm Alice! Alice Maddox!"

"Oh, you're English?"

"Half," she explains. "Most people call me Alisa, anyway."

You shake your head. "Well that's not what you introduced yourself as, so I won't call you that. Alice, it is."

Alice raises an eyebrow. "Ha, you're weird."

"I'M weird?" you reply incredulously.

You reach into your jacket and pull out a pocket watch. A gift from your father. "First bell soon, do you know where the assembly hall is?"

Alice places a finger to her chin. "Assembly? Oh right, I remember! Follow me!"

As you walk down the hall, she turns to you. "That's a fancy watch, by the way. Your family must be rich."

"We have... wealth, yes," you admit.

Alice shakes he head, but still keeps a cheery smile. "My family isn't. We live here in the village. I hope my sister gets to join the school too next year, so we can be together!"

"Why would you wish someone join a military academy?" you remark. "Why would you even be in a military academy?"

"It's close to my house," Alice explains. "I can't afford to travel anywhere further."

Necessity, huh? You suppose you're much in the same boat... not supposed to be here at all. Really, there must have been some kind of mix-up.

Alice leads you to the assembly hall, where more of the students have begun to gather in preparation for the all important assembly.

The air in the room is... strange. Something about this school has never quite sit right since the moment you arrived... and you get the strange feeling that this isn't just a military academy.

"Please don't be a cult, please don't be a cult..." you mutter to yourself, when you hear some commotion in the corner of the hall.

"I think it's best that you back off!"

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The voice comes from a young man with red hair, standing like a valiant princely hero in front of a nervous girl with blue hair and before a... is that supposed to be another student? He's giant! You're a tall man yourself, standing at about 6 feet and 7 inches, and many have remarked on your height. But this boy... this man dwarfs even you, and he doesn't carry your lean build. He's rippling with bulging muscles and hair, like a grizzly bear turned human.

The giant student scoffs. "Oh come on, we were just having a friendly chat. Stop trying to impress the girly."

"I wasn't trying to-" the red-haired boy begins. "And besides, you were clearly scaring her with all that talk of hunting."

"I... don't like to think about blood..." the girl mutters, looking away.

"Oh please," the giant laughs. "You should learn to appreciate the tales of the beasts I've conquered. The Naito clan are a proud breed. We live in the mountains, feast on what we kill, and the oldest son is destined to be the largest living human when he's fully grown. We're a physical marvel! Any lady would be impressed."

"That doesn't give you the right to bother a stranger," the boy adds.

The larger boy... Naito, he said his surname was... frowns and grunts. "We ain't strangers. We'll be getting to know each-other for three years. And you know..."

He cracks his knuckles. "My pops always said the best way to know someone is to fight them first."

The mountain man looms over the redhead, who is quite short for his age, but the smaller kid doesn't back down at all, standing stoic before him.

"A fight breaking out before the first class..." a confident blonde haired student remarks, standing next to an equally cool and collected student. "Mitsuharu, should we break it up?"

"No brother," Mitsuharu notes. "I want to see where this goes."

Well, you certainly don't. You want as little fights to break out as possible around here. You begin to walk up to the scene, and the tall boy's eyes dart towards you. "And what do you want, lanky?"

>Don't pick on a small guy like that. If you want to bother someone, bother me.
>It's our first day. How about we all try to get along?
>You don't want to mess with the redhead. I saw him kick the asses of four guys at once before coming here.

>>3739301
>>Don't pick on a small guy like that. If you want to bother someone, bother me.
Nice, I caught up.

>>3739301
>You don't want to mess with the redhead. I saw him kick the asses of four guys at once before coming here.
>You see my face? He did that for just trying to talk him down. Who knows what he'll do if you piss him off.

>>3739301
>You don't want to mess with the redhead. I saw him kick the asses of four guys at once before coming here.
>You see my face? He did that for just trying to talk him down. Who knows what he'll do if you piss him off.

Calling for
>You don't want to mess with the redhead. I saw him kick the asses of four guys at once before coming here.
>You see my face? He did that for just trying to talk him down. Who knows what he'll do if you piss him off.

Writing now.

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>You don't want to mess with the redhead. I saw him kick the asses of four guys at once before coming here.
>You see my face? He did that for just trying to talk him down. Who knows what he'll do if you piss him off.

The tall man looks at the redhead, who looks awfully confused. He then darts his eyes to you, then back to the redhead, then to the girl with blue hair, before letting out a belly laugh. "Oh, that's great!" He pulls you and the other boy into a clinch, chuckling as he does. "Something tells me you'll both be great classmates! We should definitely fight sometime!"

You both break away as he eyes you, comparing heights. "Heh, you're a big guy, almost as tall as me," he remarks. "Put some actual meat on those bones and we could be great rivals! Every Naito needs a good rival! What's your name?"

"Wei Kobashi."

"Wei?" he smirks. "Toshiaki, pleased to meet ya."

He presses a closed fist up to your chest, rather quickly. You were worried he was trying to cheapshot you in the ribs.

"Did... did you really beat up four men?" the girl asks after Toshiaki walks off.

"N-no, not at all!" the redhead waves his arms frantically, trying to explains. "I think that was a little joke on... uhh, Wei's part here!"

"Only a slight exaggeration," you give a small playful smile as you nudge the boys elbow.

"I'm Jun, by the way..." the redhead continues. "Jun Shusaku."

"A-and I'm Kyoko..." the girl mutters, shying away. "Kyoko Hasegawa."

"Do you often pick fights with people twice your height?" you ask Jun.

Jun nods. "When someone needs help, wouldn't you?"

You shrug. "Not usually my problem. Then again, I got sent here for being a coward, so what do I know?"

"A... coward?" Jun mutters. "Don't you know the value of fighting for what's right, laying your life on the line in the name of what's good-"

"Don't give me the honour speech, you'll sound like my father," you remark.

Jun shakes his head? "Honour? I'm talking about the right thing to do. You stepped in and helped me out, don't you believe in doing the right thing?"

>I just didn't want to deal with a fight on the first day. I didn't do it for either of you.
>Of course. I'm a coward, not heartless.
>The right thing is what keeps me living for another day. Other people's problems are their own business.

>>3739369
>I just didn't want to deal with a fight on the first day. I didn't do it for either of you.
We just want to have a relaxing time at school, this'll be the last time we'll be involved in anything violent.

Ha ha ha...

>>3739369
>>I just didn't want to deal with a fight on the first day. I didn't do it for either of you.

>>3739369
>The right thing is what keeps me living for another day. Other people's problems are their own business.
Except Alice, I have only known her for a day but if something happened to her I would kill everyone in this school and then myself.

>>3739369
>I just didn't want to deal with a fight on the first day. I didn't do it for either of you.
Might as well enjoy the only combat free day we'll have in the next 5 decades

Calling for
>I just didn't want to deal with a fight on the first day. I didn't do it for either of you.

Writing now.

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>I just didn't want to deal with a fight on the first day. I didn't do it for either of you.

"I see..." Jun mutters. "Well, thank you for your help anyway. By the way, that bleeding nose, what actually-"

"She headbutted me," you explain, pointing to Alice... who is currently letting her head droop as if she's about to fall asleep on her feet.

Kyoko gasps. "W-w-why did she-"

"It was an accident," you reply.

A muscular student come over and places his hand on your shoulder with a confident smirk. "Oh I get it. Making advances on a girl and she had the guts to tell you to back off? I respect that! I love me a strong woman-"

"It was nothing like that," you sigh. "Don't go painting me as some pervert... whoever you are."

"Koji Maita," the boy smirks, pumping his fist. "And let me tell ya, if that Naito wants a rival he's got a perfectly good one right here! You're not gonna stand in my way, are you?"

"Go ahead," you reply. "Why would I care?"

You let out a sigh as you begin to walk away. Damn, this school is likely filled with meatheads like that. You don't want any part of it.

As you walk by, a toned girl who looks american turns to another who looks half-English, like Alice. They're speaking english while looking at you. Your English is limited, but you can tell that the one with the american accent is telling the other to "check out the beanpole". Her white-haired companion doesn't seem too interested.

Before you can respond, you hear it. The first bell, assembly is ready.

And immediately, on the dot, the door is kicked open by Kenta Misawa, yelling at the top of his lungs. "STRICT PUNCTUALITY IS THE KEY TO A DILIGENT STUDENT! IF YOU AREN'T DILIGENT, YOU'LL NEVER SURVIVE OUT THERE!"

Behind him follows the much less manic brother... Momota. The two of them looks so young... far too young to be running a school like this together. What are their credentials? They have no record of military experience, but the apparently work with the government.

"That's him...?" you hear some whispers as Momota strides to the podium. "Wow! He's far cooler than the other principal!"

"He looks so mysterious!"

Enraged at the small furor, Kenta Misawa kicks the podium aside and off the stage, where some students have to dodge it. "Wow, scary..."

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"WE DEMAND YOUR RAPT ATTENTION!" He exclaims. "THIS ACADEMY IS LIKE NO OTHER, AND YOU WILL ALL BE WHIPPED INTO SHAPE!"

Momota reaches the stage, and stands in front of his brother. The raging Kenta falls back, as Momota addresses the crowd in a cool monotone, his hands in his pockets the entire time. "It's good to see nobody chose to ditch assembly... as it's about time we were honest with you about the nature of this school."

Whispers abound in the assembly, as Alice wakes herself up next to you. "Something happening?"

True nature? What the hell could he mean.

"The fact of the matter... and this will appear difficult to believe, but this is no mere military academy. Those of you here were chosen, you all have a special innate gift. You are not normal humans, but those with a special potential, and you have been brought here to be trained. Trained to face the great secret threat of humanity."

"And what's that?" Toshiaki calls out.

"Demons."

A long silence breaks out in the auditorium. Nobody speaks, outside of the occasional mumbling.

"Did... did he just say..." Jun mutters.

>Yeah, he did.
>I... must have misheard him. He must have misspoke.
>Considering how mysterious they've been, that answer makes sense.

>>3739486
>Yeah, he did.
>It just had to be a cult didn't it?

>>3739486
Voting for this two options
>>3739494

>>3739494
Backing, make sure we avoid the punch

>>3739486
Fourthing >>3739494

Calling for
>Yeah, he did.
>It just had to be a cult didn't it?

Writing now.

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>Yeah, he did.
>It just had to be a cult didn't it?

Demons? Only one thing can explain that kind of response. Of course... this is some kind of crazy deluded cult. Not a school.

"I understand," Momota states to the confused and frightened crowd of students. "Most of you don't take us seriously. But my statement is true."

"Those of you among us are special!" Kenta exclaims. "You may not believe our words now, but soon you will understand... and awaken to your true potential!"

True... potential?

Well, you certainly doubt that. You have no potential, you've already hit your peak.

"I can believe it..." one voice says. "This school has been far too mysterious for anything but..."

"But the supernatural? You really believe that?"

"I can, yes."

"Demons... what do you think, Shohei?"

You look to the tall, blonde haired Shohei, looking like a typical hero from some western comic book. He doesn't react at all, other than what seems to be a slight smile as he looks ahead.

"Finally, a true test for my skills..." a cocky looking student speaks to himself.

"That's your response?" his friend remarks with a smile. "Calm down, Fuchi-san."

All the mutterings of students are eventually cut through... by another student hopping onto the stage. A girl with brown hair and a ribbon... and a stern face. Nobody knows how to react when she stands in the path of the principals.

"WHAT THE HECK IS THIS?" she exclaims, placing her hands on her hips and standing firm before the two of them.

"Ex... cuse me?" Momota pauses.

"What kind of school doesn't inform the student body of their curriculum ahead of time?!" she badgers them. "If demons are on the itinerary, you should tell us beforehand! Put it in the pamphlets! And what's your plan for Mathematics? Chemistry? Natural History? This is a disgrace, and we as students demand better!"

Wait... does she not even care about the demon part? Seems that would be more pressing... who is this girl?

She looks out into the crowd and points out a finger... at you. "You there! Don't you care about your education?"

>Me? Uhh... I... umm...
>I don't care much about most things.
>Yeah, I guess?
>Did... did you miss the part where he said demons?

>>3739841
>>Did... did you miss the part where he said demons?
Oh jesus she's an equal or even bigger fucking nerd than Saki
He was doomed from the start

>>3739841
>Did... did you miss the part where he said demons?

The face of Wei's demise has appeared

>>3739841
>Did... did you miss the part where he said demons?
>The dead don't learn anything lady.

>>3739841
>>Did... did you miss the part where he said demons?

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>>3739872
>The face of Wei's demise

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>>3739890

>>3739890
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>>3739890
>>3739914
>Getting stuck with his instead of the qt blonde that knocks you out if you try to wake her up
Wei's life in DGA really is nothing but SUFFERING

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>>3739922
>>3739924

Wei is doomed

Calling for
>Did... did you miss the part where he said demons?

Will be writing a little later, stay tuned.

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>>3739990
Staying in tune

Didn't Booker say once that at one point Ryoji was supposed to looks like Kyon and Saki used to look like Haruhi? This is beautifully ironic

>>3740244
Booker's original draft had Saki as a dude
That Character has had a few changes

I return. Writing now.

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>Did... did you miss the part where he said demons?

The girl glares at you with angry eyes, puffing out her cheeks with her hands on her hips. "So, what of it? Ghosts, demons, monsters, unicorns, whatever! None of them stand as an excuse to jeopardise our development and education!"

"How is that what you're worried about?!" you exclaim.

"Who is this lunatic..." one voice mutters.

The girl on stage develops a smirk as she stands where the podium once was. "Glad you asked! The name is Mizuki Yamazaki, and don't you forget it!"

>POV SHIFT: RYOJI

"Hang on... THAT'S how you met your wife?" you mutter.

Wei grunts. "You say that like she was my wife at the time..." he replies. "When we first met she was just another strange person from that day... yet she was both the most sane I had met... and the weirdest. It was difficult to pin her down."

"And I'm guessing that Kenta guy..." you pause, making note of the last name. Misawa... so Yamato's family dated back to the founders of the school. No wonder he had such a chip on his shoulder. Hopefully his little brother won't meet the same fate. "Really let her have it for interrupting that speech."

"Well, keep listening and you will find out," Wei remarks... is that a coy smile on his face. Not at all what you expected...


>POV SHIFT: WEI

So this will be your homeroom. And these strange people... they'll be your class. You're still not sure you understand this talk of exorcising demons or whatever fantasy story you've been fed... you don't think any of the class has truly registered that information. After all, what do you say to such a thing.

"Is she still out there?" Kyoko asks to a girl by the window.

"Yeah..." she notes. "I believe she's on lap 20 of the track."

"And how many times did the disciplinary chair make her run?" Jun asks.

"100."

You wince as you look outside. The girl... Mizuki... she's still running, drenched in sweat and if you saw her up close, likely with tears streaming from her eyes. Yet she continues.

"What a fool..." the other tall handsome student next to Shohei mutters. You believe the two are brothers, with the same last name in the registry. Shohei and Mitsuharu Inoki. "What did that foolish girl expect to achieve?"

"I can respect it," the cocky looking boy looks out the window with a smirk. "I can appreciate a lady who speaks her mind."

"Not when her mind is filled with rubbish," Mitsuharu replies. "Now, what is the seating arrangement?"

"There... doesn't seem to be one," Jun remarks. "We all sit where we want, I suppose? There's a lot of free desks."

As the class begin to find their own seats, you snap free from looking at the girl on the running tracks who has now dropped to her knees and is loudly cursing god. A few empty seats... where to go... a lot of figures leap out to you.

>Sit with Alice, Kyoko and Jun
>Sit with Toshiaki and Koji
>Sit with Shohei and Mitsuharu
>Sit with the foreign girls
>Sit with the cocky boy and his friend

>>3740656
>>Sit with Alice, Kyoko and Jun
SHES SUCH A FUCKING NERD
AND WEI IS A SMUG STORYTELLER
HE'S LOVING THIS PRINCESS BRIDE BULLSHIT

>>3740656
>Sit with Alice, Kyoko and Jun

>>3740656
>>Sit with Alice, Kyoko and Jun

>>3740656
>>3740656
>Sit with Alice, Kyoko and Jun
Got to get some time in with the Prime Waifu before she gets Archdemoned

>>3740656
>Sit with Alice, Kyoko and Jun
Time paradox. Also Jun looks like is going to be our Ken.

Calling for
>Sit with Alice, Kyoko and Jun

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>Sit with Alice, Kyoko and Jun

You make your way over to the free chair that intersects between Alice, Kyoko and Jun.

"It okay if I sit here?" you ask.

"Umm... okay..." Kyoko mumbles, her eyes darting away from you.

You place your hands in your pockets. "That didn't sound too enthusiastic."

"Sorry..." she murmurs. "I'm just... nervous around people."

"Help yourself," Jun adds as he offers up the seat to you. You sit down as he pulls out a notebook. "So... what brings you to this school in the first place?"

"After the news we got, you're going with smalltalk?" you respond.

Jun shrugs. "What's the protocol for being told your military academy is actually training you to fight ghouls and goblins?"

"It's like that American picture!" Alice exclaims. "You can be Abbot, I can be Costello and-"

"I doubt we'll have as fun a time as them," you reply.

Alice shakes her head. "No, they didn't have a fun time. They had to deal with Dracula, Frankenstein's monster and The Wolfman all in the same day!"

The brown-haired girl who was by the window earlier is sitting next to Alice when she turns her head to her. "You... do understand the concept of fiction, right?"

"Of course!" Alice exclaims. "I know the difference between reality and fantasy-land!"

As you prepare your notepad and pencil, Alice pulls out a book and begins to read. "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland?" the brown-haired girl remarks. "A bit on the nose, don't you think?"

Jun leans over to you. "You didn't tell me what brought you here."

"The usual," you explain. "Lazy son is a huge disgrace to his family, sent to military school to set him straight. And you?"

"Kinda the opposite," Jun explains. "My mother never wanted me to go. My father died serving."

"But you went anyway because..."

Jun pauses. "I want to be strong enough to help people. That probably sounds awfully sentimental, like a cheesy Hollywood picture, right?"

>That's putting it lightly, I would have been more insulting.
>I don't think so. It's perfectly admirable.
>You can be that cheesy Hollywood picture, have the adventure, get the girl. Why not?

>>3740799
>That's putting it lightly, I would have been more insulting.

>>3740799
>>That's putting it lightly, I would have been more insulting.
Still kind of distant Wei cringes hearing this race traitor talk about his western fantasies.

>>3740799
>>That's putting it lightly, I would have been more insulting.
Alice was always kind of like Alice huh

>>3740799

>That's putting it lightly, I would have been more insulting.

>>3740799
>That's putting it lightly, I would have been more insulting.

>Wei gets the chance to jump the gate
>Takes it unlike Ryoji
>Only reason he doesn't make it across is because Kenta kicks him off it right back into the school

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>That's putting it lightly, I would have been more insulting.

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>That's putting it lightly, I would have been more insulting.

"Yeah, I guess so..." Jun mutters, as he shifts in his chair.

Eventually, the sliding doors swing open and Kenta Misawa enters the room, with the same manic energy as ever.

"IT IS NOW TIME FOR THE BRIEFING!" Kenta explains. "COME SUNDOWN, YOU WILL BE INITIATED INTO THE WORLD OF DEMONS..."

"And what's that called again?" a white-haired boy asks.

"THE DARKWORLD!" Kenta exclaims.

The white haired boy can't contain a laugh as he leans back in his chair. He clearly doesn't believe this.

"BUT AT THIS MOMENT!" Kenta continues as he moves to the chalkboard. "We will be going over the official schedule and dorm arrangements for your time here! LISTEN CLOSE! I am not a man who repeats himself! If you spend too much time repeating yourself, you never progress, and if you never progress, you'll never survive!"

He's been repeating that statement all day...

"What about Mizuki?" a voice in the class asks. "Shouldn't she be here for class?"

"Yamazaki is already receiving her valued education outside!" Kenta announces.

Harsh...

After the class period, you and the others are let out for lunch. There's still a good number in your new class you haven't spoken to yet. There's the two foreign girls, the cocky guy and his cool-headed friend... there's also a few oddities among the group. The white-haired ruffian looking kid, who you see butting heads with another tough looking guy with a bandanna... does he think he's a biker or something? Clearly a delinquent.

There's also two eccentrically dressed girls, one a redhead in what seems to be some experimental high-fashion dress with no regard for uniform. The other with pink hair, who seems to have put together a make-shift costume with a vibrant red cape and hat.

You also spot the brown-haired girl who was sitting next to Alice who seemed to have some sense about her... she's speaking with a girl with long hair who appears to be wearing a face-mask, looking like some kind of ninja. And then there's those two brothers... who stand stoicly and mysteriously as the founding brothers of the school. Just what is this collection of freaks? Are you as weird as them? Is being a weirdo what it takes to be "chosen" and "special" for this supernatural school? Oh well, better introduce yourself...

>Talk to the foreign girls.
>Talk to the cocky guy and his friend.
>Talk to the ruffians.
>Talk to the eccentrics.
>Talk to the normal girl and the ninja.
>Talk to the brothers.

>>3740900
>Look for Ali...
Just kidding
>Talk to the normal girl and the ninja.
Ninjas are cool, much better than pirates if you ask me.

>>3740900
>>Talk to the normal girl and the ninja.
WEEEEEBBBBBBB
EVEN HERE IN THE PAST YOU'RE STILL A FUCKING
WEEEEEEEEEEEBBBBB

>>3740900
>Talk to the brothers

Oh boy I can't wait to kill the Misawas and start the grand tradition of murdering Yamamoto's family and the Yam pit

>>3740900
>>Talk to the brothers.

>>3740900
>Talk to the brothers.

>inb4 a kid suddenly teleports behind them one day out of the blue, kills the both of them then disappears saying that he's "Just following orders"

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>Talk to the brothers

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>Talk to the brothers

Shohei and Mitsuharu Inoki... the pair are quite an intimidating sight. Nobody else in class seems willing to go near them out of some kind of fear, yet you, the self-professed coward have no issue with swaggering up with your hands in your pockets. "You two don't look much like brothers," you point out from the outset.

"Is that so?" Mitsuharu mutters. "And what gave you that impression?"

"You have the same build," you respond. "But different hair and different face... plus it's odd that you're in the same year of school. Unless you're twins."

Mitsuharu glares at you. He has a stern, cold face. The kind of face you can't imagine smiling unless it was inflicting pain on a puppy. Shohei however gives a warm smile and places a hand on his hip. "You're quite astute, Kobashi-san. We are in fact half-brothers. Our mutual father apparently liked to sow his oats."

"Didn't need to know that last part..." you mumble. "So what brings the two of you to the academy?"

"The Misawa brothers are friends of the family," Shohei explains. "We grew up in this village."

"So... do you believe them?"

Shohei nods. "Without a doubt. Momota and Kenta aren't liars, and they aren't madmen."

"You don't seem so fazed," you add.

Mitsuharu looks off into the distance. "The village of Dakugeto has a... long history. Stories of a demon invasion has always been common folklore among the townsfolk, and the hill on which this school was built was home to many of the superstitions. I personally look forward to coming face to face with a demon."

"The idea of banishing evil is quite a thrilling one," Shohei admits.

"Not that," Mitsuharu explains. "Demons are more interesting than humans."

Shohei shakes his head, ignoring the strange statement. It seems he's used to Mitsuharu making creepy comments. "And what of you, Kobashi? Do you believe it?"

>Honestly... I do. I don't know why, but it feels true.
>Not in the slightest. I don't believe in fantasies.
>I'll find out tonight, one way or the other. I'll reserve judgement until then.

>>3740983
>>I'll find out tonight, one way or the other. I'll reserve judgement until then.
>>But it does sound a lot like a cult.

>>3740983
>Not in the slightest. I don't believe in fantasies.
You crazy people, and Mitsuharo better stay away from Alice.

>>3740983
>>3740988
Backing this
>>I'll find out tonight, one way or the
other. I'll reserve judgement until then.
>>But it does sound a lot like a cult.

>>3740983
>I'll find out tonight, one way or the other. I'll reserve judgement until then.
Hold on a fucking second:

>"Not that," Mitsuharu explains. "Demons are more interesting than humans."
>Interested in demons
>DGA didn't know about Archdemons until Ryoji showed up because the staff is incompetent
>Got about 50-60 years timegap
IS THAT FUCKER THE KIND MAN?

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>I'll find out tonight, one way or the other. I'll reserve judgement until then.

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>I'll find out tonight, one way or the other. I'll reserve judgement until then.

"A fair mindset to have," Shohei nods. "You're quite the reasonable man, Kobashi."

You shrug. "My father never felt the need to teach me much... but my mother was able to teach me common sense, at least. I'm not going to make a definitive statement on anything that I don't know for certain."

"That sounds quite boring to me," Mitsuharu remarks, folding his arms. "What kind of a man cannot even commit to his own thoughts, to never be certain of something unless it's shown to him? Who can never make an informed hypothesis?"

"Me," you reply. "That describes me. I just said as much. And I see nothing wrong with it."

Mitsuharu looks at you, seemingly sizing you up. You worry that he might be ready to throw a punch or the like. "Clever... I have a feeling you aren't very smart, Kobashi. But you are clever."

"I'll take it," you reply, before making your way out to the courtyard. You're in need of some fresh air, and as you step out and take a deep breath...

... God, she's still there. You would say she's still running, but eventually her muscles gave way. Instead, Mizuki Yamazaki is lying face down in a planking position in the middle of the track.

"I can make it..." she mutters. "One more lap... I won't neglect my duty... if I just... caterpillar my way..."

She attempts to move her legs and push her body forward in a caterpillar crawl. She manages one before remaining in the planking position, whining in pain.

You walk up to her, hands in your pockets. "I'm surprised you aren't dead."

"Who goes there?!" she yells, pulling her head up just enough to spot you. "Oh, you're that troublesome student who challenged me."

"Troublesome? Challenged you?" you respond. "Speak for yourself, lady. I'm not the idiot who interrupted a big revelation with talk of school curriculums."

Mizuki groans. "No matter, if you step out of my sunlight I can gather enough energy to... make it through my final lap..."

She attempts another caterpillar crawl, and gets the same result. "Perhaps if I try rolling..."

You sigh. "I barely know you... but I can already tell you're the most stubborn person I've ever met. And that's saying something. My father would always call me impossibly stubborn."

"Did you come over her to mock me?" Mizuki asks.

>Mostly, yes.
>I'm just curious as to why you did what you did.
>Actually, I came to help you finish this last lap.

>>3741095
>>Mostly, yes.

>>3741095
>>I'm just curious as to why you did what you did.
It's truly impressive.
She's out Saki-ing Saki
Also ye rolling is easier than worming.

>>3741095
>Mostly, yes.
>I mean after all, you said it yourself, nothing should stop our education, so your outburst shouldn't stop your Physical Education

>>3741095
>I'm just curious as to why you did what you did.

>>3741095
>Mostly, yes.
>I'm just curious as to why you did what you did

>>3741107
>>3741116
>>3741158
>Mostly, yes.

>>3741108
>>3741143
>>3741158
>I'm just curious as to why you did what you did

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>Mostly, yes.
>I'm just curious as to why you did what you did.

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>Mostly, yes.
>I'm just curious as to why you did what you did.

Mizuki plants her face into the ground, seemingly hiding her red angry face. "Laugh it up..." she mutters. "But I'll show you! I'll finish my punishment with my perfect rolling technique!"

"I am serious about my curiosity," you state. "I'm not making fun of you there. Well, I am a little."

"Why wouldn't I stand up on that stage?" she explains. "They misled us when they brought us here. Those brothers chose to conceal the truth of what we were doing, when they should have just been honest! I was frustrated, as any rational person who cares about their education would be! Wouldn't you?"

"I don't care much about my education," you respond. "Or at all, really."

"Well, I'm not a slacker!" Mizuki fires back, still wiggling and trying to move the entire time. "I actually apply myself! And I was frustrated!"

You shrug. "So? I'm frustrated and annoyed by lots of things. Like your weird yelp of pain that sounds like a cat being run over by car."

"I'm not in pain!" Mizuki insists despite all evidence to the contrary. "My muscles are just being... uncooperative!"

"Sure... but I don't make a big scene complaining about that screech in your face. I just sit back, and bear it."

Mizuki shakes her head. "Well, that's not what I was taught. Ever since I was young, I always thought I was... insignificant. Small..."

"You are small," you point out the facts.

"Easy talk coming from a jellybean!" she fires back.

"You mean a bean-pole," you correct her.

"Whatever! Point is... I was taught that if I let myself feel small, then I'd become small. When it comes time to say something, to speak my mind, I'm not allowed to shy away from it! I just do it! When I have a task to complete, I don't give up, I do it! When I have to run 100 laps as punishment, I will do it, even if I have to roll my way to completion!"

Mizuki pants, out of breath from her exerting herself while giving the speech. "Does... does that make sense?"

You shrug. "I'd give up."

"You're right," she remarks. "You are stubborn!"

It takes until the end of break for Mizuki to eventually roll across the line of the last lap. A pathetic display, using all she had long after her body gave in... yet you wasted first break just... watching it unfold. You could have walked away at any time, you wouldn't have to watch this, you wouldn't have to be berated by this minuscule crackpot... but you didn't. You don't know why. You probably never will.

Maybe you just didn't have anything better to do.

"Need a hand?" you ask her as she lays planked across the finish line.

"... No..." she mutters, but you help her to her feet anyway. "Hey, I said no! I'm not taking any help from a slacker!"

"Don't worry," you explain as you walk with her back inside, "this will be the last time."

>POV SHIFT: RYOJI

"... So that was when you first spoke, huh?" you ask.

Wei looks out over the water. "Yes, it was."

"Sounds like you didn't get along..." you mutter. Huh... that kind of reminds you of someone.

Wei lets out a small laugh... Wei, laughing. What has the world come to?

"She thought I was a stubborn lazy fool, and i thought she was a stubborn busybody fool... we couldn't stand each-other."

You give a nod, as you cast your line out on the boat once more. "So that's it, huh? How you met your wife. The End?"

"That's not the story I'm telling," Wei explains. "I'm telling you my whole story. All of it. And it's only beginning."

You pause. "... Why?"

Wei pauses himself. "I... want you to hear it?"

"That doesn't sound right at all," you joke.

"I know, it doesn't... but I do," he repeats.

"Why?"

"That's one question too many," Wei tells you. "Just know that I want you to know this, Ryoji."

Aye, you can accept that.

"So... what happened next?" you ask.

"Oh, you're interested?" Wei scowls. "And here I was thinking the young delinquent was bored out of his skull."

"It's the most interesting thing on this boat," you smirk. "It's just a very low bar."

Wei looks away... is he hiding a laugh?

"Very well. So next came my first night in the Darkworld..."

And that's the last update for tonight! Thanks for playing so far, thread will continue early tomorrow!

>>3741259
They cute.

I'm super enjoying this thread so far!
It's impressive how much life you give these characters even in such a short time-frame, and the framing device of it being between Wei and Ryoji is super fun, and helps build both characters up!

It's also suuuuper nailing the feeling of it being an anime movie in the best ways.

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>>3741259
>"Easy talk coming from a jellybean!" she fires back.
>jellybean
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>>3741259
Wei and Mizuki are so 50's Ryoji and Saki it hurts
I'm loving every minute of it Booker
Saki is going to be so jealous of Ryoji hearing this story.....

So if Ryoji saw Daisuke turn into toothpaste his first night what household product does Wei see someone turn into?

>>3741702
Perhaps a little too much.
I was excited to see Wei's past and finally meet his wife and while I expected perhaps some similarities I didn't expect that we were only going to get Not-Ryoji and Not-Saki, perhaps when the classmates start to die we might something more about them.

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>The First Night

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-fIcySkw6y0

"GET DOWN, DAMMIT!"

Koji pushes you aside, saving you what seemed to be a screaming jack-o-lantern flying through the air, with the face of a wolf. As you pick yourself up, you look around.

The Brothers didn't lie.

As they do battle with these creatures, you need to get a load of your bearings. You look down to the sword they provided you with... you can't believe it.

Once night hit, you fell through the floor, into a world of red skies and you saw... this. Monstrocities as far as the eye can see. Twisted landscapes, an oppressive weight in the air, and these creatures that can't even be described outside of the abstract visions of a nightmare... yet you can see them. You can process them with your own eyes. And when your sight lay upon the crows with giant eyeballs for heads, the ballooned floating masquerade masks, the worms with exteriors of nothing but teeth... you were filled with many feelings. Fear, shock, wonder, amazement, even more fear...

But most importantly... power.

You don't know why, but just seeing these things sent a surge through your body, like everything was receiving volts of electricity running through it, coursing through your veins, all at once. You feel... alive. The sword the brother's provided you felt heavy when it was first handed to you, yet now it feels like an extension of your arm. When Koji pushed you out of the way, you flew several feet from the force of his impact. And you barely even felt it. Is this what they meant when they said true potential?

"Ha, now here's a true challenge for my skills!" the cocky boy remarks as he cuts through one of the beasts. Just a moment ago, he was nothing more than an ordinary student, and now he's moving like something out of an american comic book. Is this a dream?

"Look out!" Jun exclaims as he cuts through a monster in front of Mizuki, who is carrying a sword of her own with confidence.

"I-I had that!" Mizuki exclaims. "Don't take away my opportunities, mister!"

But not all are taking to it so readily. The cool-headed boy looks now like he's having a panic attack, Kyoko is hunkering down crying while being protected by Toshiaki, and Alice is hiding behind a rock, her eyes uncharacteristically wide with fear.

You grip your sword tight. You... never wanted to fight. But now you feel like you have to.

More notably, you now feel like you CAN.

>Enter the fray.
>Run Away.

>>3742036
>Enter the fray.
TOTSUGEKI

>>3742036
>>Enter the fray.
ORA

>>3742036
>Enter the fray.
TIME FOR ULTRA VIOLENCE

>>3742036
>>Run Away.
Naaaah. Too much work

>>3742036
>>Run Away.
Coward and Lazy.

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>Enter the fray.

Roll 1d100, best of 3.

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>3742085
How many kids are going to die on the first night.

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>3742085

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>3742085
COME ON DC OF 100

>>3742093
>How many kids are going to die on the first night.
With these rolls? Probably not many

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>93

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tTIwbusbN1g

You hear Kyoko scream in terror.

You look around you, trapped in this bizarre battlefield. Your feet are unsteady as you grip the blade.

"You're useless, son..."

Your father's voice rings out in your head.

"You refuse to fight. You refuse to stand for anything. All to serve yourself. The Dragon of the Kobashi name... you'll never be deserving..."

You know what you want to do. You want to turn tail and run away. You want no part of this.

You never wanted any part of anything.

"Life doesn't come through on a breeze, son... it's a rough rapid, a storm of winds and waves, and if you refuse to just... MOVE... you'll be swept away. Now... move."

You shake your head. You don't want to.

Then you see one coming towards Alice. Another coming for Mizuki. Another for Jun.

Only a day... you've only known them a day...

And just like that...

Everything clicks.

"WHOA!" a girl exclaims, bow in hand. "WHERE'S KOBASHI BLASTING TOO!"

You're fast now. Faster than you anticipated, in moments you are standing in front of Alice, and cutting through one of those flying lanterns like it was butter.

"Thanks!" Alice exclaims, but you pay no mind. You're now beside Mizuki, taking out the beast coming in to flank her.

"How did a slacker like you..." she mutters, but now you're back to back with Jun.

Jun laughs as you take out another. "You're... good."

You let out a primal yell, one from deep in your gut, one you've been holding onto for a long time. You're covered in a black sludge... is this their blood? They evaporate when they die, and the sludge begins to clear from you. You jump into the fray proper, swinging left and right. You see them all. And you're going to stop them all.

"Send him back!" Kenta Misawa yells. "That's reckless behaviour!"

"You think you can stop him?!" Toshiaki laughs. "NOW THIS IS AN ATTITUDE! I LIKE IT! HEY KOBASHI, YOU'RE OFFICIALLY MY RIVAL!"

Eventually, you wander too far, as Momota Misawa hops in and pulls you back from a larger cluster of beasts. "Don't get ahead of yourself, this is merely an introduction. I shall take care of the guardian."

"The guard-"

"The big one," Momota remarks, pointing to a gargantuan slug with arms crawling along the ground. They're all so grotesque... like something out of a painting.

Momota launches forward, his leaps taking him several dozen feet through the air. He readies his blade and cuts through the slug like he was felling a tree. Surgical, simple, like the size of the beast meant nothing to him.

And once it cleared, the world returned to normal. You fall through the floor and wind up back in the school auditorium where you started.

Several students vomit, but you look straight ahead.

"Are you crying?" Jun asks, as he looks to the tear streaming down your face. "It was definitely a scary experience... but I don't think anyone died."

"No..." you mutter. "I think I did."

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>POV SHIFT: RYOJI

"So... you were basically perfect from day one?"

Wei shakes his head. "Not perfect. But something... triggered within me that night. A power I've held on to since."

"I expected this story to be about your struggle to get to the top," you reply.

"That's not where my struggle lay..." Wei remarks. "So, the next day..."


>POV SHIFT: WEI

As you arrive in class the next day, you find Kenta Misawa there already with a clipboard. Seems you're finally getting a seating schedule. You know where you'll be sitting. By the back, your transfer test scores were frankly terrible after you spent the entire study period hanging out in the park and watching a caterpillar become a butterfly. You also look over to an eager seeming Mizuki. She cares so much about education, she'll likely be in the front row, if not head of class outright.

"The seating arrangements shall be determined by your previous academic records!" Kenta explains. "After all, this is still a school, and I intend to run it as one!"

"It's so casual..." Jun mutters. "Aren't they going to mention last night? I mean... demons are real. That wasn't a dream... we fought them. I still can't believe it."

"FIRST OFF, THE HEAD OF THE CLASS... SHOHEI INOKI!"

Shohei sits at the front and gives a silent, determined nod.

"NEXT WE HAVE... YUKARI SATO!"

The sensible seeming girl who carries a bow last night sits down and nods. "How unexpected... I'm honoured."

"AND NEXT IS... MITSUHARU INOKI!"

"Behind my brother... how shameful..." Mitsuharu snickers to himself, as creepy as ever.

"AND THEN WE HAVE... KUNIAKI FUCHI!"

The cocky boy sits in his chair and leans back with an upper-class sigh. "Oh bother... only fourth in the class? This doesn't show off my superior skills..."

He continues through the class listings, with name after name being called out... except Mizuki.

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Finally, it reached the last row of the class. "IN THE LAST ROW IN ORDER, WE HAVE..."

"SATOSHI TENZAN!"

The delinquent in the bandanna sits down and immediately kicks back in his chair.

"WEI KOBASHI!"

You sit down with a shrug. As expected. Only third last in class.

"ALICE MADDOX!"

Alice sits down and immediately places her head in the desk in an attempt to sleep. No wonder how she had terrible grades.

Wait a minute... you take note of all the names called out, and the one seat left belongs to... no, that makes no sense...

"MIZUKI YAMAZAKI!"

She's last in the class?!

Mizuki sits down, and cross her arms, eyes closed with a determined huff. Immediately the buzz goes around the school.

"Wait, the girl so focused on education is dead last?" Yukari mutters.

"I mean... she only showed that she was diligent, not that she was smart."

"Here I was thinking she was some sort of intellectual dweeb," Satoshi points out. "But does this mean Yamazaki is actually a..."

"AN IDIOT?!" the class exclaims in unison as they all look back.

Mizuki simply keeps her eyes closed and her arms crossed in some kind of statement.

Yes, it was true... she was an idiot, who never excelled in academics despite her obnoxious enthusiasm. Seems her extreme desire is some kind of misplaced determination to... improve?

After the first lunch bell rings, you reach into your bag and pull out a boxed lunch. "I definitely made to much..." you remark. The dorms have their own kitchens, so this was your first time making your own food. "I should split this with someone..."

>Hey Alice, did you forget to make yourself lunch today?
>Mizuki, you want to split lunches?
>Satoshi, you seem like a guy who can eat.

>>3742191
>>Hey Alice, did you forget to make yourself lunch today?
Might as well enjoy Alice while she is still here.

>>3742191
>>Satoshi, you seem like a guy who can eat.
If we're gonna be sitting next to him we might as well get to know him better and become bros

>>3742191
>>Satoshi, you seem like a guy who can eat.
HOLY FUCK GRANDMA A DUMMY
THAT'S GREAT

>>3742191
>>Satoshi, you seem like a guy who can eat.

>>3742191
>Hey Alice, did you forget to make yourself lunch today?

>>3742191
>>Satoshi, you seem like a guy who can eat.
I'm tempted to feed Alice but isn't this the delinquent dude that's supposed to be out bro in the future? We should start talking to him sooner rather than later

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>Satoshi, you seem like a guy who can eat.

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>Satoshi, you seem like a guy who can eat.

You look over to Satoshi and hold up your spare food. The delinquent looks to you and kicks back in his chair. "Heh, and here I was planning to take that from you anyway," he jokes.

You move over to his desk and begin eating with the big guy. "So what brought you to this school?" you ask.

"I'm from a small fishing village called Kibo," he explains. "And I'm a bit of a local celebrity. Trust me, Dakugeto before long will be remembering the name TenKozy-"

"TenKozy?"

"That's my nickname!" he boasts. "My title!"

"But what does it mean?"

"Nothing!" he barks. "It just sounds cool! Anyway, my name's feared all over Kibo. I'm the damn Top Delinquent! Anyone who isn't pissing their pants when they see me is styling their hair after me!"

"Impressive," you note, as you continue to eat your lunch. This guy's a bit of an ass, but he doesn't seem too bad. Maybe it's because you offered him food.

"Anyway, I got busted one too many times," he explains. "I was about ready to be hauled off to juvenile detention... but then those brothers made a request for me to join their school. Pulled a few strings with the local government. I didn't understand it at the time... but I obviously do now. Did you see me take out that demon last night?"

You shrug. "I was a little busy myself."

As the two of you eat, the two foreign girls approach your table. Before they can speak, Satoshi already scoffs down his food and addresses the pair with a full mouth.

"Hey, American!" he yells, crumbs flying from his mouth. "You speak Japanese?"

"By all accounts, better than you," the girl replies. "I'm only half-american, darling."

"And you?" he says to the other.

"Half-English," she responds, adjusting her gloves. Damn, she's got a serious face... the american looks more relaxed, and somewhat flirtatious. "I'm Nancy Ueda. My american friend is-"

"Jackie Sato," she responds, taking your hand and kissing the back of it before swinging her hair back. "Pleasure to make your acquaintance."

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Nancy scoffs. "This is hardly the time for that."

"Fun is fun, darling."

Satoshi smirks. "I see, you two ladies are looking to have fun with the two hunk-"

"No," Nancy states flatly. "Don't suggest that."

Satoshi laughs. "Okay, don't get your knickers in a twist. You seem tightly wound enough. Does being in the second row hurt your pride or something?" He scoots off from his table and gives you a pat on the shoulder. "I'm heading out. But stick with me, kid. I think I can make a proper delinquent, even out of a rich kid like you."

"I have zero interest in that, but whatever..." you remark.

As Satoshi walks out, Nancy flips her hair. "What a savage. I'm surprised to see a fellow upper-class student to eat with a ruffian like that."

"I'm not a snob," you reply. "Despite what my father tries to impart."

Jackie chuckles to herself. "Well darling, you should honestly try to be more selective. I know sleight of hand when I see it, and I believe he just left with something from your jacket pocket."

He... what? You pat down the inside of your jacket...

Your pocket watch. That was gifted to you by your father.

>Chase after him. You can't allow that.
>It's just a watch. Let him keep it.

>>3742411
>>Chase after him. You can't allow that.
SERIOUS TIMES
DELINQUENTS RESPECT TENACITY

>>3742411
>>Chase after him. You can't allow that.
Wei you fool!

>>3742411
>Chase after him. You can't allow that.
>Grab a chair as well. Purely so you can sit him down for a chat.
>Honestly.

>>3742411
>>Chase after him. You can't allow that.

>>3742411
>It's just a watch. Let him keep it
One less constant reminder of Wei's asshole dad

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>Chase after him. You can't allow that.

Writing now.

>Ryoji the Master Delinquent tries to steal some shoes
>Saki kicks the shit out of him
>Satoshi the Top Delinquent tries to steal a watch
>Wei kicks the shit out of him
POTTERY

>>3742468
I ship it

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>>3742477
>>3742483

>>3742477
t.Anri

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>Chase after him. You can't allow that.

You scoot your chair back and give a small bow to the girls. "Excuse me, I have a delinquent to catch."

You rush out of the homeroom, almost barrelling over Mizuki as you do. You rush after Satoshi as he casually walks down the hallway. "Hey!" you shout. "Give back my watch!"

Satoshi turns over to you and raises an eyebrow. "Watch? What watch?"

"Don't play dumb," you respond. "You swiped my watch from my pocket, I know you did!"

Satoshi grunts. "Listen here, we had a perfectly nice lunch. I should have figured a rich kid like you though would have come after me because of my rep. I didn't take a damn thing."

"Prove it," you reply. "Empty out your pockets."

"To hell with you!" Satoshi fires back. "How about we throw down? I'm happy to scrap with ya."

You begin to roll up your sleeves as Satoshi prepares himself as well, before a girl in your class, the one in the eccentric fashion runs up, accompanied by her friend. Mariko Yanagi, you believe she's called.

"The hell you want, Yanagi?" Satoshi asks.

Mariko places her hands together, clasping them tight as if she were praying. "Oh, my goodness..." she sighs in a melodramatic tone. "I can't allow to see you two boys fighting it out in the halls! After I saw you enjoying a meal together... a fine potential friendship imploding so soon... I may cry, or even faint!"

"Uhh..." you mutter, before Mariko places a hand on Satoshi's arm gently. Instantly, the tough delinquent melts with her touch.

"Oh, you'll return your friend's watch, won't you?" she says on the verge of tears. "For me?"

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Satoshi turns bright red, like an embarrassed tomato. "Uhh... s-sure! Sure!" he says, as he reaches in and pulls out your pocket watch before handing it to you. "Here you go, pal."

"So you DID steal it!" you yell, but then Mariko turns to you. She has a cute, innocent face. The kind that holds unexpected power over one's sensibilities. She bats her eyelashes as she places her hand on your arm. A warm fuzzy feeling envelops you as she speaks.

"And please don't be mad," she gives a small pout, which only makes you feel warmer and fuzzier. "I think it's good to forgive and forget."

Your heart is racing...

"S-sure..." you mumble, and Mariko smiles.

"Thank you both," she says with a beautiful grin as she skips off.

Satoshi clutches his chest and hunkers down. "Dammit... I think I'm in love..."

"You aren't alone..."

Her friend in the eccentric hat and cape laughs and cuts a dynamic pose. "Haha, that's the effect Mariko will have! She's a special one, no doubt!"

"You've known her for long?"

The weird girl smirks, placing her hand atop her hat and swinging her free arm. "Of course! The tale of Mariko Yanagi and Maki Kyo is a long and storied one, a tale shrouded in mystery and intrigue!"

They were childhood friends. She's simply exaggerating.

"But it is why I've vowed to protect her with all of my... wait, Mariko! Don't skip off without me! I'm giving my speeeeeeeech!" she whines as she chases after her friend.

"Uhh... forgive and forget?" Satoshi remarks as he looks to you after the dust settles.

>No, I'm keeping an eye on you from now on.
>Sure, why not?
>I don't know! I'm still trying to process what just happened.

>>3742497
>Sure, why not?

Embrace the beeeeeg gay

>>3742497
>>I don't know! I'm still trying to process what just happened.
Damn feminine wiles.

>>3742497
>Sure, why not?
>Pull Satoshi into a manly handshake
>If you ever try to steal from me again I'll break every bone in your hand

>>3742497
Seconding >>3742512

>>3742512
This.
He should be warned.

>>3742512
This

Calling for
>Sure, why not?
>Pull Satoshi into a manly handshake
>If you ever try to steal from me again I'll break every bone in your hand

Writing now.

>>3742512
And then kiss him

>>3742583
Agreed, it's what Mariko would've wanted

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>Sure, why not?
>Pull Satoshi into a manly handshake
>If you ever try to steal from me again I'll break every bone in your hand

As you tense up your hand, your grip tight on his with your threat, Satoshi bursts into laughter. "Ha, I like you, Kobashi! I'm telling you, you'd make a hell of a delinquent one day!"

"Still not interested," you respond.

Satoshi continues to chuckle before he breaks the handshake and points behind you. "Oh, your girly's here."

"My what now?" you ask, as you turn around.

Instantly, you are grabbed by the tie and pulled through the hallways, into a small library room.

"What the hell?" you exclaim at Mizuki who dragged you in.

Mizuki doesn't look at you, grabbing some textbooks and slamming them hard on the table. She looks distraught.

"You okay?" you ask.

Mizuki looks up at you. "Don't give me that! You now are well aware of my secret shame!"

"That you're an idiot? It wasn't a secret."

"Don't call me an idiot, you slacker!" she yells, throwing a book at you. "But... I try my hardest all the time, and..."

You sigh, as you take the seat next to her. "Hey, don't be bummed out. You don't want to hear it from me, but I'm sure there's something you're naturally good at-"

Mizuki shakes her head, still upset. "You don't get it! You never try, but when you do it once you're brilliant! I always push myself forward, drive myself to be the best that I can be, and I still fall behind! Why is that?"

"Maybe... you should take it easy once in a while."

"Take it easy?"

"Yes," you nod. "You look to me like someone who's never taken the time to just lie down in the grass and watch the clouds roll by. Have you ever tried it?"

"How's that supposed to help?" she exclaims. "Ugh, you're impossible! Do you even know why I dragged you here?"

"Because you're crazy?"

"Because you're going to tutor me!" she exclaims. "And I'm going to tutor you! We'll work together, and advance to the top of the class!"

You shrug. "I don't really care about top of the class."

"You don't care about anything!"

"True!"

"And that's my side of the tutoring!" she explains. "You're going to impart on me some of your tricks for applying your skills, and I'll whip you into shape so you're no longer such a lazy slacker! Deal?"

"That sounds very one-sided."

"Answer the question, is it a deal or no?" she asks, extended her hand out. She looks away and cringes anxiously, not knowing if you'll accept or not.

>Sure, it's a deal.
>Which way is the exit? I'm out of here.
>I'll do it... if you pre-make my lunches for the next year.

>>3742599
>>Which way is the exit? I'm out of here.
Ignore the idiot. Maybe we can tutor her when we are in Class 2 and she is stuck in Class 1.

>>3742599
>"Okay, we'll start now."
>"Here's Lesson #1 for not caring about anything."
>Stand up and leave

>>3742599
>I'll do it... if you pre-make my lunches for the next year.

Inb4 Saki's cursed cooking is genetic

>>3742599
Seconding >>3742619

>>3742619
Support
BE A DICK UNTIL LIFE STOPS YOU
THE WEI STORY

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>"Okay, we'll start now."
>"Here's Lesson #1 for not caring about anything."
>Stand up and leave

Writing now.

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>"Okay, we'll start now."
>"Here's Lesson #1 for not caring about anything."
>Stand up and leave

"H-hey!" Mizuki exclaims. "HEY! Get back here, darn it!"

You walk towards the door as Mizuki struggles to get up, pratfalling over herself in her frantic bid to chase you.

As you step out the door, you bump into Alice, who is half asleep on her feet. "Oh, Wei!" she exclaims. "What are you up to?"

"Nothing," you reply.

"Except escaping!" Mizuki fires back. "Stop him, Alice!"

"Uhh... should I?" Alice asks.

You shrug. "Not really. She just wants us to tutor each-other."

"Oh, that sounds fun!" Alice exclaims. "Can I join?"

"It's not even a thing," you explain.

"Of course you can!" Mizuki smiles and places a hand on her shoulder. "We can all drive each-other to the front of the class!"

"But it's easier to nap in the back..."

Mizuki smirks as she waves her hand with confidence. "Oh trust me, you'll be a lot more comfortable when the three of us are succeeding together!"

"Together?!" Alice smiles, excitedly. "Wait, does that make us all friends?"

"I'm definitely not friends with her-"

"Sure, why not!" Mizuki replies. "As friends, we'll take eachother higher and higher! Nothing can stop us!"
>ONE MONTH LATER

"ALICE!"

You try to piece together what happened... it's all such a daze.

The group got separated in the incursion... that thing came at you... no, did Alice push you out of the way?

Then... then she got hit... and fell right off that cliff.

She... she saved you, but...

"ALICE! WHERE ARE YOU!"

"Dammit, keep moving!" Koji yells at you. "We need to find the others!"

"But Alice..." you mutter. "She got hit, and-"

"I SAW!" the frantic Koji mutters. "But... she's gone."

"I can't see her..." Sakura Hajimoto, the ninja of the class sighs. "No visual of her whereabouts at all."

Koji winces and shakes his head. "Dammit..."

Atsushi Kondo, the white haired kid who thinks of himself as rather cool slashes through a creature with his blade. "Hey, I get it but this isn't really the time to stop and think, unless we want to join her off that cliff."

"Be more respectful!" Koji yells at him, as he helps you to your feet.

You look about, frantically, over the edge to the rocks below. "I don't... she could still be there if we look for-"

"Look at that drop," Koji looks at you. "Tell me... do you think anyone could survive that?"

"... No."

Koji gives a solemn nod. "Right... so what are we going to do?"

>I'm going to kill every last creature in this place.
>We're going to run, reunite with the others.

>>3742758
>>I'm going to kill every last creature in this place.
https://youtu.be/a6BbvCC0VI0

>>3742758

>I'm going to kill every last creature in this place

Rip Alice, see you in 60+ years

>>3742758
>>I'm going to kill every last creature in this place.
NOOOOOOOOOO
ALIIIICEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
WE SAW HER FIRST SO SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE WAIFUUUUUUUUUU

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>>3742758
>I'm going to kill every last creature in this place.
PUNISHED WEI: A MAN DENIED HIS PRIME WAIFU

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RrkzIN2eP0U

>>3742758
>I'm going to kill every last creature in this place.

>With Dimitri’s voice “Kill every last one of them!”

>>3742758
>We're going to run, reunite with the others.
I'd love to RIP AND TEAR but I kinda have a bad feeling about this. Alice can't die anyway.

>>3742763
https://youtu.be/gH0y3_-jX3o

Calling for
>I'm going to kill every last creature in this place.

Roll 1d100, BO3.

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>3742793
We either RIP AND TEAR or everyone else is RIPPED AND TORN

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>3742793
TOTSUGEKI!

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>3742793

>>3742802
>Wei is the only survivor of the OG class because we keep stealing everyone else's rolls