Lessons, Fight And Meeting Old Friends

Lessons went by quite quickly, actually. My own biases aside, the Orcs either side of me began paying attention as soon as it began and didn't spare me anymore glances during lesson - I guess I need to review and get rid of some of my own mental prejudice, huh?

It was a normal school day - the only abnormal thing being my new classmates who all had something utterly inhuman about them.

The girls were at least pretty...the guys, however, were waaaay more inhuman. Take the Orcs on either side of me, for instance. The girl was beautiful and looked human enough that you wouldn't mind a steamy night alone under the sheets at a love hotel with her. The guy Orc, however? He had the head of a wild pig. A snout instead of a nose, small tusks, beady little eyes and an unkempt Mohawk of orange hair - he looked almost comical, honestly.

Still, I can't be too hard on the guy. He did stop glaring at me, so I can't say he's without a redeeming quality. Seeking education is important, after all.

...And yet that thought went right out the window around lunch when I was digging into my bento.

"Say, Kurusu-kun, do you know what they say about people with large appetites~?" the Orc girl, who's introduced herself as Ruka, leaned down toward me and gave me a brilliant view of the deep cleavage she was sporting. Her smile was rather seductive as she continued, "It means they have large appetites in the bedrooms as well, apparently," she drawled off suggestively - and that just about did it for the Orc guy next to me.

He huffed in disgust, looking over at me and Ruka who as leaning over the front of my desk, "Ruka, do you really have to flirt with a human? It's disgusting," he frowned, his beady eyes narrowing in what could easily be seen as barely controlled anger.

"Oh please, Jak," Ruka rolled her eyes and stood up straight, her expression changing from sultry to disdainful as she looked down at Jak who was still sitting, "And what? You want me to flirt with you instead? Yeah right," she scoffed, "As if I'd be caught dead flirting with an ugly bastard like you," she said, her tone dripping with contempt.

...Ouch. I feel sorry for Jak, honestly. Or at least I would, if it wasn't so funny to see him get rejected so hard.

I tried hard but I couldn't stop the laughter from escaping my mouth.

"We're both Orcs, Ruka!" Jak stood up from his desk, easily throwing the heavy thing to the side and into a nearby wall, "We need to keep the bloodline pure, otherwise--" he was about to go on a spiel about racial superiority or whatever, but Ruka cut him off with a frown and a glint of anger in her expression.

"Otherwise what, Jak?" she asked, her disgust almost palpable, "Otherwise you'll die a virgin because no one will want to get with you? Boo-hoo, not my problem, Jak. It's yours," she planted her plump booty down on the edge of my desk, the green and soft-looking flesh pressing and distorting beautifully - I couldn't help but drool a little at the thought of grabbing a handful of her ass or just straight up slapping it.

God, that'd probably feel brilliant--

Ahem, Troll libido is a bit hard to handle when a girl's coming onto you so aggressively. Still, I might take her up on her offer if she's actually serious. God knows I need some sexual release before I go crazy from Mia's aggressive flirting.

"So, if I wanna keep flirting with this cutie over here," she looked over her shoulder and winked at me before looking back to the Orc, "That's my choice. I don't buy into that racial superiority crap you keep spreading among your goons," she spat out before turning back to me, "Sorry about this, Kurusu-kun, but some Orcs think they own you just because you're the same species," she apologized, something that won her a sizable amount of brownie points with me.

I mean, she didn't need to apologize. It wasn't her fault that Orc was a turbo virgin racist. But the fact she did apologize told me that despite her Gyaru esque appearance, she was a genuinely decent person. Not a delinquent, at the very least.

Seeing a chance, I gave a smile and leaned forward to be a bit closer to her, "I don't know, Ruka, I can't blame him much. You're pretty gorgeous after all, and here I come threatening to steal you. I think we're the villains here opposed to the oh-so-righteous Jak," I jokingly said, winking up at the Orcish girl who giggled in response to my joke.

"Oh, so you think I'm gorgeous, do you?" she asked, her cheeks becoming a somewhat darker green than they were before and her expression filled with barely contained joy. She smiled wide, her full and juicy-looking lips spreading into a dazzling display as she continued, "Flattery will get you everywhere, you know, Kurusu-kun?"

I gave a flirty look of my own, "I'm betting on it," I replied with a husky tone that sent a shiver of delight through Ruka. Though just as she was about to reply, Jak made his presence known once more.

"You slut!" he roared, slamming his foot into the wooden floorboards below and causing it to creak and groan, threatening to snap, "And you! You goddamned human!" visible air was pillowing out of his nostrils now and before I could even attempt to reply, he was charging at me, "Die, you filthy human!" he roared once more.

Ah, shit. Here we go again.

. . .

POV Change - Ruka

Honestly, I was shocked. Horrified, even. I hadn't thought Jak would get so angry he'd go berserk over me flirting with the transfer student.

...Then again, maybe I was a little too distracted by how good-looking Kurusu was to actually consider how Jak would react. This was on me then, I guess. Which meant I had to take the hit for causing the problem.

Kurusu was a big guy for a human but Jak was big for an Orc.

I don't know what Liminal heritage Kurusu holds but due to the lack of traits he holds, it's safe to say he took more after his human parent than his Liminal one...meaning that no matter how big he is, he's still probably weaker than Jak. I'm weaker than Jak, sure, but I'm still an Orc which lends me enough strength to kill a bear and enough durability to take a hit from another berserk Orc.

I rushed into action either way, standing in front of Kurusu's desk and throwing up a guard. All Orcs, regardless of gender, are required to undergo combat training from the day they can reliable stand-up on their own. Which is usually around six months old.

And while I wasn't the best in my generation, I was still in the top half.

Jak was number one, obviously. Which meant he was a brilliant combatant but I'd already fought him before and knew he relied too much on his berserk mode, something only a few Orcs are born with. It increases his strength and blocks out all pain when activated. Meaning this punch is going to hurt quite a bit but at least it wouldn't be too accurate or focused on a specific point. More like an oversized mallet which hits a lot rather than a jackhammer which focuses on one place and thoroughly breaks it.

Either way, I winced and closed my eyes as I saw Jak's massive ham-sized fist closing in on me, preparing for the hit itself.

...Man, this was gonna ruin my makeup--And I spent so much time on it this morning, goddammit!

And yet the pain never came. All I could hear was Jak grunting, obviously straining against something. So, I opened my eyes to see what was happening...and I was surely surprised to see a human hand - a big one, sure, but still a human hand - wrapped around Jak's wrist and holding it tight. Like a vice.

Then I heard Kurusu sigh behind me, I looked behind me, seeing he was the one holding Jak's fist back without even straining those delightfully thick and brilliantly well-muscled arms of his. His purple eyes were narrowed as he looked down at Jak.

"All you do is keep bringing up how I'm human," Kurusu spat out, obviously annoyed, "Human this, human that--You sound like a broken record. Besides, you're wrong," he said, a devilish smile growing across his handsome face and giving it a sinister look, "I'm not just human and don't you forget it. I'm a hybrid. And unluckily for you, my mom was an Ogre, meaning I have more than enough strength to deal with you."

And with that, before I could even turn around to Jak, Kurusu flung his arm to the side and obviously took Jak with him. Then he let him go flying - flying straight into the wall he'd thrown his desk at earlier.

Jak hit the wall and the whole room shook, the few people still here looking at Kurusu with awe or fear. Jak then crumpled to the ground, unconscious.

Kurusu, ignoring the looks from our classmates, just sat down and continued eating from his ridiculously sized bento - it had enough food for five or so normal humans. Yet Kurusu kept eating from it like he had an endless appetite.

...His appetite, his apparent strength, his good-looks and those beautiful purple eyes - I wonder if he has a girlfriend?

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POV Change - Kimihito Kurusu

Haah~ How annoying.

Honestly, I get that some people are messed up but can't they just keep it to themselves? Like, seriously, man? You think that she has to talk to you because she's an Orc and you're an Orc as well? Man, some guys in this world are incels born and bred.

Scoffing down some rice to deal with the burning annoyance inside me, I saw that Ruka was still standing in a daze and looking at me with her baby blue eyes.

Seeing her like this, I decided to break her out of it and what better way to do that than to thank her for the kind, albeit useless, gesture she'd made by stepping in front of that mad bastard's punch.

"Thanks for what you did, Ruka," I put a smile on just for her despite not feeling like smiling right now, "I thought right about you; you're a pretty nice girl, huh?" I teased her to lighten the mood as well. I didn't want an awkward conversation on my hands after we'd just had such good rapport going on just before Jak went mental.

Her cheeks became dusted lightly with a darker green than usual and she gave a wry smirk, "Don't go spreading it about though. I've got a reputation to uphold," she gave a wink and I chuckled.

"Ah, yes, a reputation of being a big bad Orc, I assume?" I countered and she scoffed aloud in laughter.

"You wish you were right," she joked before shaking her head, "No, I'm actually the Princess of my Tribe and I can't be seen putting myself at risk otherwise my father and mother will issue a request for me to come home or file for a proper homestay."

This got my attention. "You aren't currently at a homestay?" I asked curiously, cocking an eyebrow.

Ruka shook her head, "Nope," she walked over to her desk and picked up a bottle of water, taking a gulp from it before continuing, "I live in a dorm. Most of the Liminals who go to this school do," she leaned against her own desk this time, her skirt struggling to cover her thick thighs as they were pressed against the lucky wooden thing. Her skirt was so short it was a wonder it covered anything at all, honestly.

"And you don't want to be with a family for a homestay, why?" I continued asking, knowing the reason might be a personal but by conversation standards this current one was actually pretty tame and normal. I was just trying to get to know the hot girl who sat next to me.

"It'd be a bit of a drag," she shrugged, a complicated expression coming over her face, "I'm used to a certain level of independence and being able to do what I want. And while being in the dorm means I can only use the facilities in the school and the dormitory, it at least lets me do stuff at my own pace and how I want to. Besides, living with some random family is kinda daunting," she admitted, a somewhat embarrassed expression coming over her face when she realized what she admitted.

Opposed to the teasing she probably suspected, I nodded in agreement, "Seems like a good enough reason. I have someone staying with me right now and I don't think they have the same problems as you," I remembered Mia's displays of aggressive affection and shuddered, "But personally I'm in the same boat as you. I like doing things at my own pace and living in a strangers house would feel a bit constricting," I sincerely gave my own opinion.

Ruka looked genuinely surprised I'd been so upfront about it and hadn't teased her and showed me a small smile that seemed much more pure compared to the seductive one she'd shown me earlier.

"Despite being built like a brute, you're surprisingly nice, Kurusu-kun," she gave me a backhanded compliment - one I scoffed at with a grin - and continued, "Well, I'm off to the cafeteria to meet some friends. See you later, Kurusu-kun~!" as soon as her pure smile came, it left as she gave me a sultry one and a wink before walking off with her water bottle in hand.

...Boy did her ass jiggle when she walked. Those hips really are swaying enticingly as well.

Tearing my mind from the gutter, I decided to finish up my lunch early and make my way over to the human classes. I had some friends to see and some explanations to give for my month-long absence, after all.

. . .

Standing in front of the classroom door labeled 3-C, I felt an uncharacteristic flood of anxiety enter my system, only to be quelled seconds later by a cool and calm confidence - both sides of myself were raging to stay in control, so I took the last step and slid the door open.

Poking my head into the noisy room - something quite hard to do when you're taller than the doorway itself - I quickly found the multiple who's I was looking for.

Fully sliding the door open, I stepped into the classroom and instantly had attention on me.

I guess it was to be considered seeing as my utter size gave me quite the imposing presence. Still, I gained many different kinds of gazes; awe, fear, lust, envy--a whole bunch of emotions and feelings. A hodgepodge of them if I'd ever seen them. Regardless, however, it didn't matter to me and I made my way toward the group I was here to see.

They were sat at the back end of the room, near the windows and the four of them were all talking to each other and seemed to be in their own little world as they hadn't even noticed me entering the classroom and walking toward them.

...Haah~ They never change, do they?

The first of them to see me was a short and petite girl with pinkish brown hair and expressive brown eyes. While I wouldn't call her a model, she was incredibly cute and adorable in her own way.

Her eyebrow quirked up at me approaching her and I smirked as I lifted my hands to sign something to her - she was clinically deaf, after all, [Hello, Sho-chan. It's me, Kurusu,] before I even finished signing my name, she'd stood up and shot toward me, lunging through the air and glomping onto me like a koala.

This got the attention of the other three. The one currently hugging me and the other three were my childhood friends from waaaay back.

"Hey, guys," I gave an awkward wave, not being able to move my arms without knocking Shouko off of me, "You miss me?"

A tall and lithe girl with short black hair and olive green eyes looked at you for a few seconds, confusion clear on her face as she narrowed her eyes and looked over you face, trying to find something. Then she found it and sputtered in realization, "K-Kurusu?!" she stood up, her height of 5'11" really showing itself as she did.

The other two sitting, Komi Shouko and Megumi Amano just looked at me in stunned surprise.

...Yep, this is definitely more fun than I thought it'd be. But seriously, who has four hot childhood friends? Goddamn anime logic.