7

"Heh."

"Something you wish to share, Rey?" the teacher, one quite busty woman, asked me, making me curse in my mind as I shook my head.

"No, I apologise miss Kyoko." I tried to give the woman the most innocent smile I could, making her lift up her eyebrow at me.

And making most girls in the class clench their teeth.

Kyoko Hayashi is a very harsh math teacher, one that makes others eat even their jokes when she is in a bad mood. Which she was most of the time, always frowning as if she was unsatisfied with her own life.

"Oh? Then do not make it into repeatable action." Kyoko said, returning to the chalkboard.

I wasn't the only one who noticed how her ears reddened at my innocent smile. It was the main reason most girls in the class grumbled but, in the end, didn't say anything.

As most of them were the same, with me being the sole male in the classroom, not in the school. But in the classroom, yes, it made me into something akin to a darling of the class.

So, in short, they didn't like it but accepted it. Albeit with gritted teeth, most teachers like Kyoko went easy on me and forgave me for most things they would punish others for.

And I?

Well, I was willing to use this status of my to the fullest.

Still, the girls kept throwing me glances, some in interest, some in lust, shyness, and outright stares full of questioning.

I tried to return the stares with my own, never forgetting to smile.

Which earned more than a lot of confused, albeit red-faced reactions.

And I could guess why, even if not exactly a true introvert, Rey didn't have much confidence I radiated, nor he kept smiling like me.

So, I expected someone to ask me what was wrong with my new behavior.

And, so, when the first bell rang, I wasn't exactly surprised when my supposedly most close classmate turned to me.

"Ok, what is wrong with you? You never talked back to a teacher like that before." A pink-haired girl with a busty body, enormous breasts that surely brought her back pains, long pink hair in two ponytails on each side of the head, and orange eyes.

Outrigthhly asked me, not walking around the bush, but well...

That was how Saya Takagi just was, wasn't she?

Always so brash and arrogant, but when it mattered most.

She would do anything for her friends, and I was one of them.

Or more, if Rey's memories told me about the looks, she threw on his side when she thought that he wasn't looking.

The fact was that she was Tsundere. At least, that is what I get from Rey's memories of her.

"What is supposed to be wrong, Takagi? Is it wrong for me to feel so alive?" I returned to her with the same smile. It came naturally to me from the morning when I met Taylor and Ruby. I realized this world was messier and messier when it came to what body proportions people lived in there.

"Alive? Rey, just now you spoke more words than you have ever spoken in an entire week, so fault me for thinking there is something wrong." Saya hmphed at me as she looked to the side.

"...I wasn't that bad, right?" I looked at the pink-haired girl. Now that I think about it wasn't she in some anime with a zombie apocalypse?

She was, wasn't she?

Saya just looked at me, her orange eyes shining with intelligence. Now, if Saya wasn't tsundere or had such horrible people socialization skills, she could try running for the Student Council president, against Weiss and Sona, with just her intelligence, being a genius or savant.

But, thankfully or not, she was horrible at making friends, as she was too blunt, too brash, and outright arrogant.

She was lucky that the previous Rey was more of a listener than a talker, so when she went on one of her spiels and narrated, I remember from Rey's memories how her eyes slightly widened when she noticed that Rey didn't leave her, and just sat there. Listening to her monologues.

From that day, Saya took it to herself, as she called it. To teach Rey so that his grades don't embarrass her. As she couldn't have a stupid friend, as she called it.

"You..." Saya had no idea what to say. I could see it from how her eyebrow moved.

"YOU SLUT!" There was a scream outside of the room as we looked through the glass door and saw two boys and one girl, but more importantly, how one brown-haired boy slapped the grey-haired one.

"That idiot," Saya muttered, making me lift my own eyebrow. Looking more closely, memories from long-forgotten anime flew into my head.

Huh.

Wasn't that brown-haired boy Takashi Komuro, the protagonist of that zombie anime, something, something? Like High School of Dead?

The others...

Orange-haired girl with another bountiful body, Rei Miyamoto, and the grey-haired boy by her side who now held his cheek in one hand, looking shockingly at Takashi was his friend who died in the first episode, right?

Hisashi, with the last name I don't remember.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?! RETURN TO YOUR CLASSROOM OR, BETTER YET, REPORT YOURSELF TO THE PRINCIPAL!" Teacher Kyoko shouted as she stormed from the room at the three students.

Even if she was going easy on the males, it was obvious that such a blatant violation of public rules.

"Saya? Are you alright?" I returned my eyes to the pink-haired girl, now noticing how she kept looking at the boy outside. Oh yes, wasn't she crushing after Takashi in both anime and this world?

At least previously.

"What? Ah, sorry... Just..." Saya acted too demure, something that was too outside of her character.

I know that she kept spending more time with Rey and more from the time she met him. At first, she kept speaking with Takashi, I think.

But then, she gave up?

Or redirected her attention on me after Takashi kept crushing after the orange-haired Rei.

"Common, this isn't like you," I said to lighten up the mood and touched her hand, watching how her face immediately lit up.

"Wh-hat are you..." Saya didn't manage to say as I squeezed her hand.

"Friends are supposed to help each other, right?" I asked with an innocent smile as I watched her with half-lidded eyes.

"..."

"Y-yea... F-friends right? Yea, that's right, friends!" Saya whispered the first words quietly, but then, she seemed to gather strength as she looked at me.

"H-hey, Rey, would you l-like to go watch this new movie with me? The one with Milla Jovovich. You know, the zombie one." Huh.

The irony, a girl from zombie anime, wants to go on a zombie film...

Wait...

"Is... Yea ok, tomorrow?" Saya smiled at my words, but then she reddened as she looked away.

So, not completely tsundere, just partial one?

I ignored the jealous stares the girls in the class sent to Saya, some looking outright murderous.

It was hard not to bask in this positive attention.

The rest of the school went quite quietly. I think that most people, mainly girls, were too surprised and unused to my change of behavior to act.

Making me able to concentrate on the class...

...

...

Wait...

Saya invited me on a date, didn't she?

Looking at the still red-faced girl, I nodded to myself.

Yep.

It was a date, alright.

Fuck.

"And this is our club president Hermione Granger!" Ruby chirpily said as she showed me a girl with bushy brown hair and brown eyes.

And well...

Outside of the uniform, she truly looked like the girl in the movies.

Breathtaking, not in the way that she had enormous breasts or a body to kill for.

But, what she had was that kind of charm that screamed at you. The girl from the next door.

"Welcome! You don't know how glad I'm that another student wishes to join our little club." Hermione quickly said as she gave me her hand, and I took hers into me, as I slightly but not painfully squeezed in greeting.

"Rey Pendragon, I would gladly join if you have me." I returned her smile with my own, making Hermione smile even more widely, hm...

Was there something I didn't know about?

Hermione POV:

YES!

Rey Pendragon! The brother of the most popular freshman Astolfo Pendragon and the biggest boogeyman, Mordred Pendragon!

Now lets some jocks and other muscle heads mess with our club!

Still...

He was cute.

Like, really, and the way he kept that easy smile on his face just added cuteness to him.

And his hands, so smooth yet strong.

Well, he was Mordred's little brother, so it wasn't so surprising that he was stronger than he looked.

At first, Hermione thought that with Ruby joining them, their club wouldn't be being picked on by the more brash students.

Mistake, as Ruby was a girl, and even if she was the sister of Yang Xiao Long, who too was one of the top fighters in our school.

She was still a girl, and as such. From what Hermione knew, Yang said that she would leave these things to Ruby, as she needed to stand up for herself too.

Even if Hermione noticed that the girls who were picking up on them stopped with any physical things, their supposed pranks becoming weaker and more meager?

And if she was right, she saw a few of them having some injuries...

But with Rey?

Oh, with Rey, who is both little brother and male, Mordred and most fighter club girls wouldn't surely let others pick on our club!

Now, Hermione knew how distasteful and bad it could look if she voiced her thoughts out loud.

But could someone blame her?

She had had enough of the supposed pranks and so-called girly innocent acts, which were all but innocent.

But, as Hermione watched Rey introduce himself to the rest of the club's members.

She promised that she would make Rey feel welcomed and happy in their club.

If she were to use his name for their protection, she would make sure that Rey was dammit happy there.

Still...

Was it just her, or was it lust in his eyes when he looked at her?

It was just her imagination.

Surely.

After all, for a boy who could date the top girls in the school, why bookworm like her could have any chance to get his attention?

No!

Happy thoughts, Hermione!

Happy thoughts.