2 Chapter 2

Going back to middle school after calling in sick in order to adapt to the shock, I attended my class. I didn't know why I had the impression that it would be like my previous life. I guess the difference couldn't be ignored as I spotted a dolphin girl wearing a school costume. There was a girl with dog ears and a fluffy tail. Just staring at her, I thought about approaching her and asking for her number. I'm not a womanizer, but Cat girls, dog girls, God-knows-what girls. I had FOMO (fear of missing out).

'Relax. I've seen this all my life. But having awakened my memories, I feel like I have spent another couple of decades, then coming back to this world.'

When I attended my class, the first thing I did was grab my phone and put on a movie. This was just middle school-level study. I was sure that I wouldn't have to study until I reached college, which was many years from now.

"Kenshiro, get out," the teacher yelled when a pencil hit my head. When I looked at the teacher, he seemed to have noticed that I wasn't following his explanation. He pointed with his finger at me and yelled, "You know if you miss a sentence, you could miss a whole lesson, and thus, your career's ruined."

'Bitch, please. I have a degree in physics.' I got out and stood at the door. I grabbed my phone and continued to watch the movie.

I thought that I would continue the movie peacefully, but I was wrong. Some tough-looking guys came by me.

"Hey, Quirkless Kenshiro. What are you doing out of class?"

I had a vague memory of them. They were the bullies in this school. There were three of them, and all of them had some quirk about physical enhancement, except for the guy in the middle. He was a humanoid bear. They liked to use their power to bully those who didn't have enough power or, like any bully, anyone who didn't stand up for themselves. If the bullies taught me something from my previous life, it would be this: A punch in the face puts the bitch in her place.

"He's ignoring us."

"Hoho. The guy has grown some balls."

"Listen." The bear guy put his hand around my shoulder, saying, "Since I'm feeling generous today, why don't you lend me 5000?"

"Sorry. I stopped paying for teddy bears since I turned 5 years old," I replied, reaching for my phone and playing a video recorder. Then I put my phone in my pocket, facing the guys.

Sure, a punch in the face puts the bitch in her place. But these bitches have superpowers.

It would be better to record them doing illegal actions, which happened to be the unauthorized use of quirks, and then ask them for a huge amount of money in settlement.

'I need money to trade in my system.'

"Pfft." One of them laughed.

"He called you a teddy bear." The other guy patted the bear man, who furrowed his eyebrows.

"Ma. Should we kick his ass like usual," said the Teddy Bear.

"Or maybe throw him in the toilet," another one added.

"Maybe light his butt on fire," added the second one.

The two remaining bullies were amused as they laughed at their friend being insulted.

Hold up. Do they think they were in a K-drama school?

"You know, you remind me of a line I read in a Chinese novel. A puny brat who doesn't know the difference between earth and heaven," said the teddy bear, clenching his fist.

At that moment, I grabbed my phone and spoke. "As you can see, people, these guys are bullying me. It's not the first time. And like cowards, they use their quirks. It's totally illegal."

"What are you doing?" asked the teddy bear.

I lied. "It's live; hope your parents have enough to cover for your lawyers' fees."

If this was just a simple recording, they could just steal my phone. But live. No undoing it. They covered their faces.

'I'll settle for 30,000 dollars from each. If not, then they will have to face the consequences.'

I wasn't really live. But still. Holding the camera was a wise choice. After all, the cameraman never dies – unless he was in a cage and surrounded by sharks.

My bluff didn't seem to last long as one of them said, "Wait. When did he log in?"

"Right. Check his page if he's really doing live."

At that moment, my smirk was slowly fading.

After one of them checked my social media page, he said, "He's not."

"It's friends only," I replied.

"Your posts are public."

"Fuck," I said, realizing that I got caught. Guess I should use the secret technique of the Joestar family.

The bear smiled, so did the rest of them as they walked toward him, surrounding him from every direction.

"Snatch his phone," one of them said.

But before they managed to do anything, a yellow energy hit the bear, flying and pinning him to the wall.

"How many times have I told you, don't bully others unless you want to go to jail," said a cute feminine voice.

Wow. So it's true. The cameraman never dies.

"You're using your quirk. He has all of the recordings, Nejire," said one of them.

I turned to see a stunning, beautiful, blue-haired girl with a curvy body and a large chest. As much as I wanted to stare at this eye candy, I was in a quite serious situation.

"I stopped recording one minute ago. You're good," I gave her a thumbs up.

She then proceeded to scold them while grabbing them from the ears. They kept apologizing, and when they walked away, they gave me some strange looks. I smirked at them.

I reached for my phone, looked for their accounts, and I sent them the video. I then uploaded it to a cloud.

I would make sure that they learn their lesson and milk their pockets.

Bitch, please. Bullying is nothing compared to blackmailing.

"Are you alright? Did they hurt you?" asked the feminine voice. When I lifted my head, I found my savior's flawless face and blue eyes on me. I took a step back, surprised.

"Ah, I'm fine. Thank you," I replied, feeling gratitude.

"As an aspiring future hero, it's my duty. No need to be thankful," she replied, smiling a bit.

Usually, I didn't like to boost people's confidence or compliment them. But I just said it.

"I believe in you."

"Hahaha," she laughed as if I had told a joke. Well, it was a joke to amuse myself from one side. Another was just a compliment. "Anyway, if any one of these guys bothered you, you just call me."

"I would, but how could I reach you?" I asked.

She grabbed her phone, opening her social media page. "Send me an invitation."

I grabbed my phone and searched for her page, sending her a friend request. I took a sneak glance at her phone, only to see her looking for my name. Apparently, she had hundreds, if not thousands, of friend requests.

That was the social media of a pretty girl.

Now, let's see what an average Joe had.

I looked at my social media page and scrolled through the friend requests.

My heart almost jumped in happiness when I saw a new request.

[ You have a friend request from LoveDa Boys] the profile picture was of an old fat bald man.

I almost cringed and decided to block this person when I got home.

Nejire accepted my friend request.

"Well, see you around. Be safe," she said as she walked back to her class.

"Yeah, be safe too," I replied as I leaned on the wall.

When she left, an evil smile took over my face.

I quickly created a group chat, and I added the bullies to it.

("I have your life in my hands. Better do as I say.") I typed, followed by an evil face emoji.

With the video I had, I could destroy them. They may end up spending two years in the detention center, wasting their academic life away. Not only that, but they would find it harder to find a job if they got exposed.

I read a series of empty threats. It only took them one sentence to shut up.

("Man. The internet is so fast today. I wonder what the new trend is going to be. Bullies abusing their quirks against a quirkless dude. The future villain?")

("What do you want?") said the bear guy. I changed his name to Teddy Bear.

("If you don't want your parents to lose money, each of you has to bring me $300 by the end of each month")

("How am I supposed to do that") someone asked.

("You wanted to steal money from me, work to get it now. You think it's easy for others to get an allowance. Use your strength and work at construction. I don't give an F. Anyway. If the next message isn't 'your money is ready, boss,' then don't expect me to shut up. And I won't accept grammar mistakes.")

("Who's the bully here?") someone asked.

("Not me. I'm the daddy.") I typed before putting my phone back in my pocket. These guys are going to become my pocket money.

Also, there was no way for them to take screenshots because of the privacy policy. The modern cameras also couldn't capture the light of the phones. You got to love the 2100s.

When I got back to my class, nothing interesting had happened. Just normal education. Meanwhile, I overheard some of my classmates talking about their future careers. Most were interested in those who were to become heroes.

'Hero. Becoming a hero means having more money, right? More money, more resources from the trading system, and I could become more powerful.'

With All For One hiding in the shadows, I believed that I must become powerful. Even a fantasy warrior from world zero who has aura won't make it to the peak of this world. What could I do when there were villains outside who could crush me, burn me, or turn me into a fine meat burger?

I found it necessary to have power to protect myself and my family, my future girlfriend… girlfriends?

Anyway. When the classes were over, I went back home, avoiding the crying face of Teddy Bear and his gang.

I found Mineta waiting for me.

"Are you seriously buying my balls?" Mineta asked.

"$30 each." I replied.

"Good. I have around 10." Mineta said, his eyes turning green. "They are inside transparent bags. If you want to use them, pour water on the bags and they will melt. Be careful not to get stuck by them. They can last up to 24 hours when I'm not there."

"Deal." I told him. I then went to my room, grabbed my life-saving $300 and handed it to him.

'Even if I put this in the store and earn 1 coin from it, each coin is equal to $300. I've basically made a good trade. But of course, a super sticky ball that could be used for everything. I wouldn't sell such a thing for just 1 coin. I should let start low with lower quantity and then increase the price.

I went to my room, opened the trading system, and opened one of the chatting channels of world's level 1.

I then lay down, waiting for a buyer.