The Day The Monsters Arrived! (Part 1)

"Jin, you alright!?" a knucklehead I'd known for far too long rushed into the nurse;s office, looking around for me.

Idiot.

Rushing in after him was my considerably cooler-headed friend, "Takashi...show some tact will you? We're still in school, after all," he helplessly smiled and I looked passed Shizuka to look at the two friends I'd known since Middle School.

Takashi Komuro and Hisashi Igou. We'd been best friends since Middle School, like I said before, but there was something more. They meant more to me than just friends. They'd brought me back from the brink, after all, so how could I not value them more than that? These two were like brothers to me. Though I'd never openly admit that to them.

Takashi Komuro, the reckless idiot of the group. He was a bit above average when it came to height and build, with black hair and brown eyes. He wears the same black uniform as Hisashi and I, but usually leaves it unbuttoned and wears a red t-shirt underneath. He's decently good-looking despite not being able to get a girlfriend for himself even despite having a girl close to him who had feelings for him for so long.

Which brings me to Hisashi.

He's taller than Takashi and shorter than me, with a lean muscular build from having practiced Karate for the majority of his life. He has straight grey hair and dark brown eyes and is traditionally handsome opposed to Takashi's rough-looking good looks. His more cool-headed than Takashi while still being more hotblooded and reckless than me:

He's the inbetween, between me and Takashi. The glue that hold us together, you could say. Even then, he did something that put our friendship at risk. Or more specifically his friendship with Takashi.

"Can you two be quiet, I'm trying to check if Tenma-kun is okay or not?!" Shizuka turned to them as she spoke menacingly, her usually dopey face looking sharp and serious but most of all...worried. I felt a small bit of warmth gather in my chest before I quickly squashed it.

[Oh, poor Shizuka-neesan~! She'd be heartbroken if she knew how much you try your best to not associate with her~!]

The twisted voice spoke up with more and more frequency and I wondered if I should start seeing my therapist again. But upon thinking about it...I couldn't be bothered. Not that I care enough about it to do anything about it either. It's just a voice.

""S-sorry..."" Takashi and Hisashi spoke at the same time, both of them well-aware of how serious Shizuka was about helping people in need. She wanted to be a Doctor, after all. I internally chuckled as I thought about my ditzy neesan being a doctor - she'd look pretty cute in a doctor get-up...

Just like the warmth, I crushed those thoughts and focused on something else.

"Didn't I tell you two to leave?" I asked to the idiot pair and Takashi instantly went from meek to indignant.

"Yeah, you did," he said but carried on before I called him an idiot, "But you also mentioned you were going to the nurse's office! We wouldn't be good friends if we didn't come and check up on you, right?" he said, looking between me and Hisashi. He was looking at the latter for him to back him up.

Hisashi didn't disappoint either as he nodded with crossed arms and a sagely look on his face, "He's right, Jin. You can't worry us and expect us to not turn up."

Idiots.

Despite what I thought, I felt a similar warmth build up inside my chest and this one...I didn't feel like squashing it for some reason. So I just suppressed it and nodded to the two of them, letting it go that they disregarded the first part of my text.

Shizuka, however, finally back away from me with a relieved face, "Phew~!" she said with a smile, wiping some non-existent sweat off her brow before carrying on, "Looks to me that you'll be just fine, Tenma-kun! Though I recommend you go to the hospital as soon as possible just to be sure that you're okay," she said with a nod to herself, "I can take you if you want?" she asked, to which I shook my head.

"I'll set up an appointment later. I can get there on my own as well," I rejected the offer before standing up and picking up my bag that held my bloodied t-shirt. Right now I was wearing my P.E shirt underneath my black highschool blazer.

"O-oh, okay...well I'm sure you'll be fine, Tenma-kun!" Shizuka went awkward for a second before wishing me well. I didn't want to stick around for any longer than necessary, so I walked away.

Takashi and Hisashi quickly followed me, asking me what happened. But as I was absentmindedly paying attention to them while closing the door, I looked back into the nurse's office and saw Shizuka with his head in her hands and her hair covering her face. Then she spoke, and I cursed my keen hearing.

"...Stupid Shizuka...he's your student, you idiot..."

...Why can't things be simple anymore?

. . .

"You must think you're a real hotshot, huh?" a simple-minded ape said to me while poking my chest with his meaty fucking sausage finger, "Stay the fuck away from my girl and we won't have a problem anymore, got it?" he said before spitting at my feet.

...God, I wanna break his fucking jaw.

But I couldn't. I had to follow the rules, not my instincts. If I followed those, I'd have become a delinquent long ago and after school...I'd probably become a no-good criminal or something.

"You a mute or something? I asked you a question!" he said, barking up at me as our height disparity was quite big. He may have been around 6 foot but I was easily 6'4" and I was anything but lanky, so I wasn't intimidated by his juiced up muscles or his above average height.

I could decimate him. Easily. Without breaking a sweat.

...But I can't. If I do, I'll risk losing my inheritance over those goddamn rules they set up for me.

'Pathetic,' the usual voice said to me once again as I took Tsunoda's shit without doing anything. Like some kind of pussy. Looking down at him, I saw him flinch a little at my eye contact but his own flinch only seemed to anger him even more but I spoke before he could spew anymore bullshit, "I understand. I didn't have any intention of doing anything with her, so it's no skin off my teeth."

My cold, indifferent voice echoed throughout the empty halls and Tsunoda seemed good with that because he huffed before turning away and walking off with his goons.

Seeing him leave, I felt my indifferent mask slipping as a scowl came over my face, my teeth bared.

[Why don't you just kill him? I could give you the strength to do that if you want to, you know? I can give you any desire you want, Jin~!]

The twisted voice spoke and I actually considered what it asked. Why don't I just kill him? I could get away with it...but what would be the point? I'm gonna be the winner in the end when I get my inheritance and can live my life like a king without a care while Tsunoda can't even find a job because he's a goddamn amoeba.

...No, that's unfair to amoebas. At least they're useful.

Sighing, I pulled my 'mask' back on and walked to the stairs, an internal feeling of joy, albeit a small amount of joy, was building inside of me. Opening the door, I looked across the roof at someone I just promised not to meet or get near to.

"Hey, Miku," I said, a small smile on my face as I watched the cute junior of mine jump a little before turning around and looking at me, "You're boyfriend's giving me a real hard time, you know?" I teased with the small smile still on my face. This makes dealing with that waste of oxygen Tsunoda worth it.

The orange-haired beauty's face lit up in a smile before she rushed and jumped into my embrace.

"Jin," she said as she nuzzled her head into my chest before she looked up at me with a pout, "And for the last time, he's not my boyfriend! That stupid jerk thinks just because I had pity sex with him that one time that he owns me! It's getting really annoying to deal with, you know!" she complained but I just smiled.

This girl...Miku Yuuki. The only person who broke through my indifference through pure force of will and persistence. No matter how many times I tried to brush her off, she stuck to me like super glue. She's the only other reason why I don't just let loose and break Tsunoda's fucking everything.

Because, after all, who would want to hang around with a barbarian who solves all his problems through his fists? Not Miku, I know that much.

"Oh?" I put on a confused look before carrying on with my teasing, "Did you give me pity sex as well? I'm hurt, Miku," my 'confusion' changed to a pained expression and Miku groaned in frustration before pulling my head down and kissing me.

"...You know that's not...Mhm...the reason I sleep with you...Jin~❤" she spoke to me with an embarrassed voice in between each kiss she planted on my lips and I felt all my annoyance melting away. All the stress I'd felt lately...melting away. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her into a deeper kiss, gaining a moan of appreciation from her.

I fell back onto my butt and pulled Miku onto my lap as we began making out, my back against the door to keep any peeping toms off the roof.

We continued with our kissing and touching each other's bodies and just as I was about to pull her panties aside and she was about to unzip my pants, the bell for Homeroom went off making us both stop and I helplessly put my head back and up against the door, "Just our luck...If it weren't for Tsunoda, that fucking idiot, holding me up, we'd have had enough time, haah~" I sighed with a small smile before seeing the embarrassed blush on Miku's face, "What is it, Miku?" I asked, only to have Miku avert her gaze, genuinely confusing me. Pulling her gaze back to me gently, with my hand on her chin, I asked her again, "What's wrong?" and she blushed even further.

"Can...can we make this official?" she nervously asked, biting her lip and as she saw my surprised gaze, she started fiddling with a stray piece of hair that fell across her forehead, "I-It's just that, well, we do all this stuff and, I don't know, I just guessed that being together c-could let us do intimate stuff in p-public. Like holding hands and k-kissing," she stuttered her way along before suddenly standing up and straightening out her uniform while looking away from me, "You know what, forget I said anything! You know how I get when I'm horny. Really emotional and all that--"

"Sure, we can make it official. If you want," I said, cutting her off and she went rigid before looking to me with dazed and confused eyes.

"W-what?" she asked, her voice nothing but a whisper.

Smiling a little, I stood up and cupped her cheek with my hand, stroking her face slowly, "I said, sure. We can make it official. That is if you don't mind having a cold, teasing, sometimes too indifferent, asshole of a person for a boyfriend, Miku. I have feelings for you, just like you do for me, so why should we make it official?" I said before leaning in and kissing her before she could stutter out a reply.

Pulling away from the kiss, I saw Miku's face, still red, but also full of joy and happiness. I'm glad. If I said all that and it turned out to be a joke, I would have never heard the end of it.

"Now, let's get to class. We can talk more about this at my apartment after school, okay? Maybe even go out for a date, if you're a good girl," I smiled and winked at her before pulling my indifferent mask back over my face and opening the door and taking Miku's hand and walking down the stairs.

...Maybe things are starting to look up for me. Maybe things aren't all that bad, after all.