Chapter 12 [Bruh]

I've been thinking - about taking Miyamura out of the verse. I personally like him and don't think I can hurt him - Akira is a jerk who really doesn't care about people's feelings - except those who are close to him. - So it would almost be an obligation for him to screw over Miyamura.

A small caveat that I didn't put in the previous chapter - The people who know of Chiyo's existence keep trying to find her - They also know that there was another person - Akira.

-xXx-

Watching the girl walk away, Chiyo asked to quench her curiosity, and like a woman, she also liked to gossip: ''... Any relatives of yours?'' Chiyo asked looking at Akira's expression and wondering if his expression would change or not.

Akira was silent for a moment and then said, ''Not that I know of.''

His expression didn't even move when he replied.

Yes - he didn't know if it was or not - but from the name [Hashimoto] he had some doubt. It was still his grandmother's surname - leaving the matter aside, not that it was really important to him who that girl really was - he'd probably forget her in a few hours.

Ring! Ring!

The school siren began to sound announcing the end of the break.

''You should get back to class... some first year teachers are really assholes when it comes to being late,'' Akira said.

Chiyo agreed, ''Okay. See you later.'' She replied and gave Akira a light kiss on the lips and as she left the room.

Leaving Akira behind - Akira himself picked up the letter he was holding until now.

- [ Fushiguro Akira. Greetings! I am currently in town. I just arrived from Benares today. This city is amazing, there are funerals being held every day, no wonder it's called "City of funerals". Anyway, congratulations on becoming a 2nd year. As you may know, I used to study at Kamiyama Academy, though I don't look very bright: Leaving that aside, I'd like to ask you a favour: Please sign up for the Classical Literature Club. Signed: Oreki Tomoe ] -

-xXx-

''Really? Wouldn't it be easier for her to talk to me in person instead of giving me a letter to join some club?'' Akira considered.

''Forget that. I can just join the club as an apology for flirting with her. But I won't participate in the club's activities.'' Akira reflected.

Putting the letter aside - He got up and went to attend his classes. Physical Education - He had never participated before, but now he could do it.

With an above human physique and understanding much more about his own body, he could have fun with it. He didn't want anyone to see the centipede he had as a 'Tattoo' on his back... so being a little late wouldn't hurt...

-xXx-

After arriving in the room where he could change into his PE clothes without interruptions.

He quickly changed and walked towards the school gym.

Maybe the school clothes wouldn't be so good at hiding his tattoo... nor his muscular body.... He had some muscles, defining abs and biceps solid as a rock from the daily training he does. His body was fully compressed without making the muscles too big.

Arriving at the big gym that was a 1/4 of the whole school.

He wondered who was the idiot that thought of making this place this big?

It had to be an idiot...

-xXx-

Finally classes ended with Akira herself joining the Classical Literature Club - Going straight home after that.

Shizuka was looking at him strangely the whole time as if he was some kind of freak for joining a Club.

He who participated in the art club and the homecoming club was joining a literature club?

Surely she could only be dreaming? It stopped being a dream when Akira had pulled Shizuka into an empty corner and kissed her with much tongue and saliva, even her knees went weak.

-xXx-

Currently ... Akira got himself into a mess.

He was returning home alone because Chiyo had already gone home earlier than him. He took the same route as usual, which was to go through a large park that was near Mami's Condominium.

Chiyo wanted to try doing something her had seen on TV the day before. He would probably be used as a guinea pig for testing - again.

He saw a boy about 6 to 7 years old stumble face down on the ground from being startled by a large dog, and his nose started to get sore. Akira's first reaction was to let out a little laugh. Then he tried to walk away. But - the little boy clung to his trousers.

A hell of a lot of trouble was coming his way - he could feel it."

''Sniff... Oni-San!'' Cried the child as he held tightly onto Akira's trousers.

''Y- Yes?'' Said Akira forcing a smile.

''My One-Chan ... where is she?'' The young boy said between tears.

How the hell was he supposed to know that?!

Well ... he could use [Clairvoyance], but how would he explain how he knew? He could be branded as a stalker by the masses.

''Well... I don't know...'' Akira replied. ''I hate children!'' Akira had shouted as loud as he could inside his mind.

''Sniff! My house Sniff... please take me there.'' He asked politely as he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

''I can take you there, but do you know where it is? Can you tell me your name? I can't keep calling you 'You' all the time.''' Akira asked, lowering herself to his eye level.

''I know where he is... Souta, Souta Hori.'' Souta spoke up.

''Nice to meet you, Souta. Call me Akira.'' Akira replied. ''Come, I will take you to your home.

''Thank you, Oni-San!'' Souta replied cheerfully.

''You're welcome.'' Akira smiled at Souta's joy.

-xXx-

Arriving at Souta's house - Akira walked in with Souta, even though he had first refused wanting to go home. Souta had used his special attack [Puppy Eyes] - Akira could only sigh and walk in beside him.

''One-Chan!'' Shouted Souta standing next to Akira.

The two were still standing in the doorway, as Akira didn't want to come in to intrude too much and as he wanted to go home and - just laze around anywhere in the house and do adult things with Chiyo. <Sigh> Couldn't he give her a moment's peace?

A tall, slender, pretty, pretty girl with brown hair tied up. She dresses in relatively casual and simple clothes like a plain t-shirt and leggings.

''Welcome Sou-Ta...''

The young girl was speechless as she saw her younger brother's nose dripping with blood.

Bam!

Dropping what she has in her hands, she approached her little brother.

"What happened to your nose, Souta?"' She asked in slight panic.

''I fell on the floor.'' Souta replied simply.

''What!?'' She gasped.

Grabbing a clean handkerchief, she began to wipe Souta's nose, ''Did you forget your tissues?'' she said.

"Well-hum...".

'Well, he got home safely.... I'm off.'' Akira said suddenly - Actually, he didn't want to be around this violent woman. He could be her next victim.

'Damn it! I hadn't noticed him!' she shouted inside her mind.

''Ah, thank you so much for helping.'' She said nervously.

'Okay. See you later.'' Akira said turning around.

Akira felt a small hand holding his clothes.

'No way!' shouted Akira inside his mind.

'Oni-San... Come in...'' Said Souta as he gave a small pout.

''Please come in. I would like to thank you as well.'' Hori Smiled at Akira as she invited him in.

-xXx-

After accepting his request - Akira currently walked in Hori served Akira with coffee while giving Souta flavoured strawberry juice in a box.

''Isn't that the guy from school?" thought Hori about Akira.

'He doesn't look scary like Yuki said.' Hori reflected thinking that she had misjudged him.

'Thanks.'' Akira thanked her.

'Oni-San, isn't that bitter?'' Souta said from the side as she watched Akira drink coffee.

''Yes, very bitter.'' Answered Akira, being a lover of sweets, he would have already put sugar in the coffee that would make a diabetic look at him, ''Bruh, really Bruh?

--End--

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