New world

"..." -speaking

[...]-thoughts

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*3RD POV*

Arriving in his room Brandon is seen walking towards what seems like a study table besides his bed he opens a book picks up a pen and starts jolting down words

*Brandon POV*

"Well now that that's sorted looks like I can start planning on what to do the next 12 years before transmigrating "

"For starters I guess I could join the Yaegashi kendo club as i could get to know shizuku while training my kendo skills as I'd always preferred mc's that use a sword effectively killing two birds with one stone"

Picking up a pen I start writing my training regimen for the next 12 years which includes the following:

•joining the Yaegashi kendo club

•getting to know shizuku and making her fall in love with me if possible

•train any magic skills if possible

•Enjoying life and spending time with my parents

"I guess that would be all as I don't see the need for overworking myself while still here on earth where what I could do would be limited and the reason I wanted to be reborn here is to relax not to work myself to death"

"Ahh yes I should also join hajimes school since it looks like I've been reborn in his city"

Thank you ROB for that as having to search for hajimes school and then move to be able to be part of cannon would have been a pain in the ass and I would also have to convince my parents 

Timeskip to 12 years later (A/N I don't see the need of spending to much time on his childhood as I dont plan on adding kaori or eri to his harem)

Location: Returnee's high school

*Hajimes POV*

Monday. Quite possibly the most depressing day of the week without a doubt, sighing heavily as he lamented the beginning of the week and the end of his glorious weekend. Hajime Nagumo's depression was multiplied by the fact that school was not just a pain, but a

veritable hell.

As always, Hajime barely managed to arrive just before the bell for first period rang.He somehow managed to steady his sleep-deprived body and opened the door to his classroom. He found himself on the receiving end of a multitude of scornful glares and annoyed tongue clicks from a majority of the male students as soon as he set foot in the classroom.

None of the female students seemed all too pleased to see him either. It would have been fine were they simply ignoring him, but they too gave him stares of contempt.

Hajime did his best to ignore his classmates and went to his seat. But as always, there were a few students who couldn't resist the opportunity to needle him.

"Sup, you gross otaku! Stay up all night playing video games again? I bet you were playing porn games the whole time!"

"Wow what a creep. What kind of disgusting pervert stays up all night playing porn games?"

The boys all laughed, as if they found that statement somehow hilarious. The student who'd first called out to Hajime was Daisuke Hiyama, the ringleader of Hajime's tormentors.

Daisuke never seemed to tire of teasing Hajime, as he went up to him on a daily basis. The ones who were laughing wickedly next to him were Yoshiki Saitou,Reichi Kondou, and Shinji Nakano. It was those four who'd always made Hajime's life miserable.

As Hiyama had stated earlier, Hajime was indeed an otaku. But he wasn't particularly ugly or obnoxious, so the moniker gross otaku hardly did him justice. His hair was cropped short and kept tidy.

Plus, it wasn't as if he had a communication problem of any sort either. Sure, he wasn't the most talkative guy around, but he had no problem responding to people who talked to him. He was a quiet person overall, but not to the point where it could be considered gloomy.

He just happened to have an interest in a very specific set of media—namely manga, novels, video games, and movies.

While it was true that public opinion of otakus hadn't been very positive as of late, at most being an otaku usually earned you a few looks, not that kind of targeted bullying.

So why did all the male students hate Hajime so?

The answer was simple.

"Good morning, Nagumo-kun! You barely made it on time today too. I think you should at least make an effort to come earlier." One of the girls smiled softly as she walked up to Hajime. She was one of the few people in the whole school who treated him kindly,

and also the reason everyone hated him.

Kaori Shirasaki, one of the most popular girls in school, and beautiful enough to be considered a goddess by many. She had sleek, black hair that went all the way down to her waist, and large alluring eyes filled with kindness.

Her small nose sat perfectly upon her face, and her pink lips were the epitome of perfection.She always seemed to have a smile on her face, and her knack for looking after others combined with her strong sense of responsibility made her one of the most respected students at Hajime's school.

Moreover, she was tolerant and understanding to a fault, to the point where no one had ever even seen her look unhappy before.

And, for whatever reason, Kaori had taken an interest in Hajime. Most people assumed

Hajime was a terrible student because he always slept in class due to his frequent allnighters (in truth, he had pretty average grades). And, since Kaori was always looking

after other students, they believed that was the reason she talked to him.

Had her overtures convinced Hajime to become a better student, or had he naturally been a better looking guy, the other kids might not have minded Kaori's interest in him as much.

As it was, though, he was sadly as average looking as one could get, and his favorite motto was "hobbies over real life," so obviously his attitude toward school had shown no signs of improvement either.

As it was, the other average looking male students of his class couldn't stand the fact that Hajime was so close to Kaori. "Why him and not us!?" they thought. Meanwhile, the other girls simply thought he was being rude to Kaori.

They were unhappy that he wasn't even attempting to reform his habits.

"A-Ah, good morning, Shirasaki-san." Hajime's face stiffened up as he felt the bloodthirsty glares of his fellow classmates, and he awkwardly returned Kaori's greeting.

In contrast, Kaori smiled happily as she looked at him. Why do you always look at me like that!? Hajime despaired as he felt the gazes of his classmates burn into him.

Hajime was honestly bewildered. He didn't understand why the most beautiful girl in school cared about a guy like him. To him, it seemed like there had to have been like that!? Hajime despaired as he felt the gazes of his classmates burn into him.

Hajime was honestly bewildered.

He didn't understand why the most beautiful girl in School cared about a guy like him. To him, it seemed like there had to have been something more than just her natural disposition to help others.

Of course, he wasn't so conceited as to believe she might possibly have any romantic interest in him.

Hajime was well aware of the fact that he'd given up a great deal of things to live a life fully devoted to his hobbies.

He knew his appearance, grades, and athletic ability were all utterly average.

There were a whole host of guys better than him who were far more suited to be her partner, even just among her acquaintances.

Which was why he found her behavior so puzzling.

Honestly, I just wish you'd realize you're the reason everyone hates me right now! Hajime

screamed inside his head. However, he didn't give voice to his thoughts. He knew that some of his classmates would no doubt drag him out behind the gym once classes were over if he ever dared to do so…

The moment Hajime finished his conversation with Kaori, three new people walked up to them.

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