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My name is <<Zerchs>>. And I am a college student at a known engineering school that is supposed to be on the main city. I am currently 19 years old.
I’m a normal college student. No. I’m ‘just’ a normal college student from a country that is on the south eastern part of the continent called Asia. Just a typical college student.
I was just leisurely living my own life. A laid back, err, it is not really necessary to call it a ‘laid back life’ since college exams and professors are kinda hard to deal with but I can at least endure it and say that my life is ‘oh sooo satisfying, I’m gooood.’ I’m not that smart, you know.
By the way, since I am a healthy 19 year old boy, some of my friends say that I’m quite a pervert and a lecher. Really, what hypocrites are they since they’re just a lecher and a pervert like me. They just say what they want to say but that doesn’t really matter to me. I’m quite flexible and understanding so I can forgive them and reply “Oh, well. I won’t deny it since it is true” and shrugs my shoulders and put a poker face.
Humans are really hard to deal with. They always wanted to step on other’s weaknesses and bring down other’s dignity. In reality, people always brings problem to other people. They are a troublesome bunch of conceited apes that think and put themselves on the spotlight even if they has push the one who’s on it.
That’s how troublesome they are.
That’s how troublesome I am.
My mother once told me that I, his son, should become a person who becomes the solution to the problem for others. And of course, I should not give problems to other people as well. For me, that statement is laughable. Look, humans always give trouble to anyone. Even if they don’t want to. That’s a fact. Sometimes, no matter how hard you try not to cause a problem to a person, you can never pull that off. That’s a fact. Your existence can even be the cause of misery to a person. That’s a fact. Even your correct choices can become a problem to a certain person. That’s a fact. Your patriotic achievement can give a problem to an unpatriotic person. That’s a fact.
My hypothesis is that only a ‘God’ can never cause a problem to anyone. To everyone. To me.
In order not to cause trouble to anyone, you must become perfect. No, you should be perfect from the beginning. Not to become perfect but you are considered as perfect from birth. And the one who’s in that category is what we called God.
I am a Catholic Christian. Yeah, that’s right. In paper, that is. I believe that there is something or someone who we can call as God but many people nowadays just blurts out ‘God this’ and ‘God that’ and they’re so freaking annoying. I hate it. People who just spouts about God, ‘who he is’, ‘what he is’ and ‘where he is’ are really brave and kind of idiotic. I know. I know. I’m quite the devil and a bad person when I’m compared to the so-called Popes and Bishops but look, do you really need to waste your time on a missionary school and study all about the bible? Bibles can be forged! Hello!? Are you listening? Bibles are considered as the word of God and many people believes that it is. At some point, I too believe in it but there’s no really need to base your life on the bible. They say that God gives us intellect so that we can choose our own path. And I chose my life not to depend on a book and believes on what I think is right. I own my life. So I will be keeping it. Also, many Catholics consider themselves as the messenger of the Lord and they spread the word of God but in reality, they just say that ‘Hey, you’re not a Catholic, right? Therefore, your religion is wrong and you will be damned and will go to hell if you don’t change your religion soon. Ku ku ku…’ Well, almost all of the religion out there does the same so I won’t complain very much on Catholicism. Yeah, Buddhism, Shintoism, Muslim, Zoroastroism and all sorts of religion is like that. More likely, the people under those religions are the one to blame. Not the religion itself.
To summarize, humans are the one who is behind for all of those unfortunate and annoying circumstances. Ahhh, my head hurts just thinking about it.
As you observed, I’m an evil person. Surely, that’s because you look at yourself as some holy being for thinking that all of what I had said are wrong and you yourself is correct. That’s your point of view, right? That’s what you believe, right? That’s what you want to believe. Don’t worry, I won’t complain nor will rebuke your conclusion. Let’s just say that you are correct. Or maybe, you can consider now that you are correct. So what? The position of ‘correct’ and ‘incorrect’ changes from person to person. Your ‘correct’ may only apply to you.
I am a normal student. But may not be a normal anymore.
I write this not because I want to, but because I need to.
To the people who read this short message, I wish for you to open your eyes. Open your minds. Open your hearts. Enlighten yourself with the truth, not with the lies of other people.
Believe in what you call the <reality>.
…is what I had read on a random blog.
This author’s style of writing is very similar to my own. Perhaps that’s what I want to think.
And most of his view points are really similar to mine.
Truthfully, reading other people’s blog is my hobby. My secret hobby, should I say.
Getting somewhat bored of what we call “the everyday life”, I indulge myself on reading blogs and forums in the net. Feeling that someday, I may find something interesting. I’m kinda bored with my life, you know? I almost did everything that can quench my thirst for excitement. Sports, news, novels, literature and arts. Almost everything. I did not excel on everything but I’m not particularly bad at anything, either. I just tried my best not to get bored but as soon as I make myself to be occupied with these things, I gradually lost interest in all of it.
Not completely, but a part of me is shouting that “I’m not contented with this!”
Break time is almost over and I finished my lunch earlier than expected. Nothing to do, I browsed my phone and searched the net for stories and blogs of other people.
Feeling like I’m some kind of a protagonist who for whatever reason that my chair was exclusively placed near the window, I unintentionally look outside and spot a large, colorful and star-shaped lantern.
Oh crap, I almost forgot that it is almost Christmas.
I don’t really give a damn about it, the holiday called Christmas. It’s just an event where people gather and celebrate “God’s birthday”.
Many people don’t even know the true essence of this holiday yet they still celebrate it since everybody is excited on its arrival. Actually, I too am hooked about this holiday when I was young. I believed in what they called <The spirit of Christmas> when I was still an elementary student. I trusted that what my parents said that Santa Claus, the long bearded guy in his red pajamas exists. He will climb down from the chimney and would secretly place our desired gifts in those large and red colored socks. But as I grow up, I finally realize that that was just a fraud. We don’t even have a chimney in the first place.
A lie.
A white lie.
Even so, I’m mortified by it. I realize that they use the idea of Santa in order for us to grow closer and gave us something to look forward to.
As I continue to fiddle my phone, the person in front of me suddenly turn her head to my direction.
“Then you should just find a girlfriend.”
“…huh?”
I tilt my head to the side as I became surprised at her remark.
“You’re bored, right? Then why don’t you just find a girlfriend?”
I frown as I realized what she really meant.
Reina Crowell. 17 years old. Female. The same class as me. Honor student. Semi blonde with a short haircut. Glasses. Serious, to a fault. Smart. Kind to everyone. Bright personality. Cute. Absurdly Cute with a nice body. You could even take note of her two large bosoms. She is just too perfect that you could even compare her to a fairy.
Or maybe that of a devil.
Really, am I breaking copyrights here? Feeling like I’m some kind of a main character from a monster story, I’m stealing his introduction about the friend he described as the class rep of all class reps.
Anyway, I know that Reina is absurdly bright but I did not think that she would even guess what I am thinking.
“It’s all on your face, you know.”
She said.
I just smile silently. I was seen through, huh. Thinking like that, I just brushed it off and made a comeback.
“Err… You mean I’m handsome?”
“… Pffft…”
“H-Hey, what’s with the rude smirk?”
She partly covers her mouth while she tries to prevent laughing.
“No, no, I was just surprised. The you of the past will never make a joke like that.”
“Hmmn, now that you’ve said it, you’re right. Wait, about me being handsome, I’m not joking about that part!”
“I know.”
She’s smiling. I don’t know if I’m being belittled or not but I get the feeling that I’m being made fun of. She, who somewhat knows my past self, can easily get to my weak side. The childhood friend route, huh.
Anyway, I’ll ignore it. I’ll go back to her first suggestion.
“Crowell, you seem to be misunderstanding something. Yes, I AM bored but that doesn’t mean that I should find a girlfriend.”
Seems to be interested on my defense, she stands up and spins her chair graciously to face me and took a seat. Making a delighted face, she begins to move her cute lips.
“Oh, really. I can see no particular reason why you should not find a girl. Also, just call me Reina like you’ve always been.”
What do you see, huh?
“There are many reasons. I’m quite picky and very meticulous about choosing who I should go out with. She needs to be a high-class lady and will love me even if I don’t take a bath for a week.”
“Hmmmn, but that’s really gross. Please remove the ‘I don’t take a bath for a week’ part.”
“E-Err, o-okay… If you say so…”
Of course that was just a figure of speech. Actually, the true reason is that having a girlfriend is too troublesome. I don’t have many friends in the first place and I’m not planning on expanding my influence. I’m contented with my human relations for the meantime. I am contented with that excuse, I mean.
Also, you mean you’ll love me if I removed the ‘I don’t take a bath’ part?
“So, you say that you-”
“Maybe.”
She just cut-off my remark.
… Well, whatever.
“Remember Reina, it’s just a matter of when. It doesn’t really matter on who I will go out with, if she’s a high-class lady and if I feel like it, I’ll just have to rely on my instincts. Ya’ get it?”
With this, I can finish this topic with ease and start a new conversation with her. I’m pretty sure that she will let me off the hook this time. If our classmates hear our conversation, the thought makes me want to hide my face with a paper bag.
After a long pause (while staring at me?), she finally ask a question.
“Okay, then if someone who’s a high-class lady in this school will confess to you and if you feel like going out with her, you’ll say yes, right?”
Reina made a gentle smile as if she had seen through my reason.
“… If only there IS a high-class lady in this school. And I doubt that will even happen in real life. That situation is possible on anime and dramas on TV. No, it’s only possible on anime and dramas.”
Look, I was only lying and trying to act like a cool guy. If you want to see a high-class lady, just look at the mirror. I’m sure you’ll definitely find her. The high-class lady that we’re talking about.
Reina is incredibly popular with this class. No, should I even say the whole school?
Her dynamite body and well-endowed proportions (please look at her breasts) are out of this world. That’s only my opinion though, I don’t know what the others think of her. And I don’t want to know. Maybe half of the boys’ population here in class uses her as a fap material.
Or maybe everyone in here, including girls.
She has that kind of body, personality and style.
She has that kind of erotic body but I did not even once thought about her like that. ---I don’t want to use such beautiful excuse again. What’s the hell is wrong with me?
Well, she’s just too cute so I can’t help it but thinking about it right now is not the appropriate time.
“Hmmmm… I see. Hehe.”
She giggled.
“Then should I just volunteer myself to become your girlfriend?”
She proclaimed, while smiling.
…
--Ha?
I was dumbfounded.
No, I should say that I was extremely shocked.
So shocked that I can’t even speak a word. So shocked that it leaves my mouth hanging. But that should be just my imagination.
Turning my head to the side, I keenly check if there’s someone who heard her astonishing remark.
…
Oh shit. Since her voice was sweet, some people in our class were secretly listening in our conversation and accidentally heard her confession (she really is popular).
Looking at their expressions, they too, are shocked.
I move my gaze at Reina who was still smiling. Perhaps should I take it as a joke? That’s should be inappropriate, right?
“Ummm…”
“So? What do you think?”
Hey, how do you think I will respond? Shall I make an excuse?
---Sorry, I’m only interested in 2D girls.
That’s not even worth considering. And there’s no responsible butler who had a debt of 150 million yen that will respond like that even if he was confessed to by his former classmate.
I made up my mind and breathe in some air.
“I’m sorry, b-but I don’t want to date someone yet. Moreover, I don’t want to date someone with half-assed feelings.” I said. I planned on replying without stuttering but my throat is so honest.
Damn you, me.
“Hmmm, is that so? Hahaha,”
She simply – laughed it out.
“That’s a good answer! Well, that’s what I’ve expected.”
Tap tap.
She’s actually tapping my shoulders. I just can’t seem to understand this girl, she’s too hard to read. Or maybe I’m just too shallow.
Sigh. I can’t help but to do a facepalm.
“Still, to bluntly reject my confession… Idiot.”
“Er, what? Did you say something?”
Eh? Did she just frown? Must be my imagination.
“N-No! Nothing. None at all!”
“You don’t need to deny it with 3 different phrases with the same meaning.”
“Well, that was kinda embarrassing…”
Her cheeks are somewhat red for some reason…
The class will soon start, should I finish this conversation promptly? Ah, now that I think about it, she’s the only one in this room that I can reach out my hand with this kind of request.
“Anyway, are you free later?”
Time to change the topic for now… Let me ask her first if she can accompany me to find something that I need right now.
“Ha? Why are you asking me that now?”
“Well, since it’s almost Christmas, I want to have some spending money, so if you can, please help me find somewhere I can find a part time job.”
I made a request since she’s the only one I can count on. Though, it is inappropriate.
“Hooh, is that how you ask for a favor?”
“W-wha, what?”
“… Do you really want me to spell it out for you? … ”
“Er, why?”
What’s with her? Normally, she would occasionally agree with me quickly but I guess there’s a time like this when women likes to be pampered. Women are creatures of the opposite sex which are complicated and are hard to comprehend. I guess this is what they called “tsundere-ing”?
I purposely straighten my back and then bow my head deeply.
“Oh my so beautiful Reina Crowell, please do me a favor and help me with my problem!”
Shit. Sometimes, she makes me do some embarrassing things. Well, I can’t really help it though. Ack, they’re looking at me again. My classmates, I mean. This feels like I’m being executed on public premises.
“Hmmn… Okay. But you really don’t need to bow your head like that…”
She gives off her usual smile.
“I see. I won’t do it again.”
“Yes, next time, please do a kowtow in from of me.”
“Wait, isn’t that worse? No, that’s the humblest form of a bow, right? I didn’t even make a 90 degree bend!”
“You should be grateful… You even rejected me earlier… Ehehe…”
She just laughs it off again, but more importantly…
So… So cute!
With that, the teacher finally arrives and starts his mathematics lesson.
I slump myself and tried to sleep but that didn’t work so I just pretend to be asleep.
Reina Crowell.
The class reps of class reps, seemingly.
Perfect body, perfect personality, perfect girl.
I know.
The girl who will love me no matter what happen.
But, just let me skip that part for now.
**********
Ding dong.
After my imaginary bell ringed inside my head, I close my textbook and start packing my things. Really, this school doesn’t rely on bells to make sure that both professors and students forget about the time.
I’m not a model student and I hate studying but I carefully put my things inside my bag because I love anything paper related things such as books. That’s why I always take care of my things.
Since the last period has ended, I got up of my chair and approach the large breasted woman in front of my seat.
“Hey, are you thinking of something perverted?”
Like a teacher reading a book, she easily grasps what I’m thought with the snap of her fingers. At least that’s what it looks like to me.
“N-No… Not really. Anyway, are you ready?”
“Uhn, just wait a minute.”
I sat on an empty chair beside her place.
We agreed to go out (not dating) after school to help me find a part time job since my negotiation skill is almost zero. I’ve got few friends after all. Thankfully, she agreed on my plea and was now tidying up her things. Looking at her notebook, I can see her neat handwriting and fully loaded notes that contains almost everything that we’ve studied so far. I can even see some notes that were not even in the board to help her remember the difficult parts of the discussion. Heh, how diligent.
After putting her things inside her bag, she slowly stands up and look at my direction. After that, she opens her mouth gently and said,
“Then, shall we?”
“… … Let’s go.”
………She’s as attractive as ever.
As expected, many of our classmates are staring at us while we’re talking together. They seemed suspicious about what’s our relationship with each other. Just friends? Lovers? In a Master-Slave relationship (with me as the slave)? I don’t know and I don’t want to them to know. For me, Reina being near is enough for me. It’s quite complicated and a selfish feeling but that’s what I want right now. The hell, I don’t care about what other people think of me. Not that I particularly care what I think of myself, either.
Making a frown right now, I subconsciously let out an “hmph” and ignored them. I wished that Reina would do the same but she just smiled bitterly and went to her friends and said goodbye since the path towards the door was occupied by them. She really is like a class rep of class reps. I simply followed her while making an annoyed face.
After finishing her goodbyes, we finally got out of the room and start walking slowly unto the corridors.
Breaking the silence, she brings out a small notebook with an adorable design and mumbled,
“Okay, this day again… Alright, noted.”
“What, what are you doing?” I asked hesitantly.
She is scribbling something on her notebook and while doing it, her face brightened up like a sunrise. Just looking at her makes me cheerful to some degree.
“Nothing much. I’m just writing about your debts to me.”
“HA?”
“This is not the first time, right?”
“Y-Yeah… Err, wha-? Please elaborate.”
“You’ve asked me many favors, right?”
So, it has come to this, huh. I definitely knew that this time will come but it’s too soon. Accepting my requests so that you can use me as a prize in the future…
“I have always listed the date, the contents and the difficulty of each of your requests in this note,”
She slowly lifts up her right hand near to her face and then,
“that’s why I call this… the <Debt Note>.”
makes a peace sign horizontally beside her right eye.
“You don’t need to go that far to crack a joke! …More importantly, why should you keep a notebook just for that?”
She hesitated on answering my dumb question first but after a few moments, she said,
“That’s… for blackmailing.”
“Blackmailing!? Are you serious!?”
I replied with a shout.
I didn’t expect that word. No, I never once thought that she will use that word in her entire life. I believed in you, Reina. I thought that you’re the epitome of pureness and cleanliness but to hear you say that word is just… Wait, it seems that my character here was getting more of a delicate human. That’s the result of having a weak heart, I guess.
“Yes, and for your information, this was the 1037th time that you had asked for my help so I think this is the right time for me to inform you that you owe me more than 1000 times, got it?”
She… She actually counted it to 1037. How worrisome and admirable at the same time. If, if I don’t accept her reasoning for now, my pride as a man will diminish at an unbelievable rate. Assuming that I have they what you call “pride”.
“… Alright, alright. But,”
Of course, I’m not a Yes-man. Before accepting defeat and agreeing to the winner, I would always set a condition in order to protect myself from being outsmarted. Like hell a loser like that can actually prevent himself from being outsmarted. You lose because you’re outsmarted, right?
“Let me see that notebook first.”
Hearing what I’ve said, she stops walking and said,
“I… I refuse.”
I look back at her, making my face look like some sort of a confused guy but I know the true reason why she refused my condition. It’s because, simply because she was – a girl.
I have some delicacy and I am considerate to other people, and most likely if it is a girl. Girls are treasures, you see. And treasures should be taken care off with extreme cautiousness…
“Well, if you say so…”
And of course, that’s a lie. I’m not considerate at all. Time to plan to snatch that notebook from her in the future.
After finishing our stupid conversation, we just continue to walk silently until we got out of the school.
The school that we’re attending to was near the shopping district and the park. A normal setting for a high school compared to a school that was above a hilltop where you need to climb it while your teachers are leisurely using their cars to ignore that ridiculous slope nor a school that was located on a man-made island just south of the Rainbow bridge, with a land area of 2 kilometers from the north to the south and 500 meters from the east to the west, where the so-called “Buteis” were being brought up.
Those kinds of schools are too ridiculous. I may even die if I was enrolled in that kind of particular school. Therefore, I don’t wish to be in that kind of school. But, if I can go through the other dimension and go into Konata Izumi’s place, I won’t think twice on going there. Lolis in sailor uniforms are the best.
Thinking about it, walking on the shopping district with a girl like this is pretty embarrassing. I can even see other people staring at Reina, since her breasts really stand out too much. Or maybe I was being a paranoid?
“…”
We continue walking slowly and quietly for some time. For me, I won’t describe it like “Oh, walking with her like this is a dream! I can die happy now! What bliss!” since describing our time together may end up me use my right hand later so it’s a no. Definitely a no.
“Hey, are we there yet?”
I asked since I’m kinda getting anxious.
“Well… Just wait a second.”
I’m not being really manly here. Asking a girl to help me find a job is quite vexing but well, it’s not like I have a choice, she’s the only one that I can rely on.
After 20 minutes of walking, we finally stop at a front of a bookstore. An eerie bookstore that seems like there’s a force that would pull you into that building and there’s a two small children with weird hairstyles and a tall lady that spouts hitsuzen this and hitsuzen that. I don’t want to be like someone who needs to work like a maid in a shop like that without being paid. But seriously, I’m tired. My body can’t keep up with her, huh.
I scratched my head, feeling that it is some kind of fate that I saw this building, and ask her without turning my gaze from it.
“… … So, this is it?”
I continue my appearance like I’m some kind of a gigolo, because I read in Sankaku Complex that there’s a certain technique that you’ll bewitch a girl if you intentionally stare off on something and that you’d make you look sentimental. I want her to fall for me like she was like some kind of a character from a certain galge but I think that my effort was for naught since she just ignored my pose and just looks at her cellphone in a serious way.
After nodding several times, she finally look at me calmly and said,
“Nope, it’s this way.”
“… …”
“By the way, you should cut-off getting references from animes.”
Err, why would she bring up that now?
She fiddles her phone quickly like it’s nothing. Compared to her, my fingers can move fast like that.
After that, she resumes walking while looking around.
Timidly, I follow her and starts walking in a fast pace in order to catch up to her.
We go into several kinds of shops in order for me to apply for a part time job for 2 hours straight but like the wheel of fate was making a shit out of me, it turns out like I’m cursed or something. I don’t want to describe it any further because it was really depressing.
Depressing as if my save file on my PSP was corrupted by some external cause. Like being fried by a stun gun?
Of course, I was not the only one that was dejected. Reina too was depressed because of skirmish for this day is a failure and predicting what she’s thinking now was too easy for me. She’s down because of the invalidity of her attempt to shackle me within her grasp.
Failure means that my “debt” should not be counted as a success and that would make her 1037th debt collection was just a dream. Or was it 1038th? I don’t really remember.
Or so I thought it should be.
It should have been invalid.
But she said,
“We’ll continue this tomorrow!”
In a worked up manner.
So, it was decided that we’ll continue this pointless search tomorrow too, huh.
I just scratch my head, unwillingly to accept her offer but I can’t refuse it, can’t I? I am the one who asked for her help so I should not complain.
“Y-Yeah. Thanks for your hard work, I guess?”
With my response, she just smiles at me and wink her left eye,
“Well then, I’ll be going now.”
And then, she left. Finally.
I look up unto the sky, still wondering what should I do for now.
Looking at my wrist watch, it’s still too early for me to go home. That’s what I believe.
“I guess I can loiter around here… …”
And then, I turn my head to my right side…
“Eh?”
What is this?
What appeared on my sight was the eerie bookstore that we passed earlier.
“Hmmm… … Maybe I can search for porn mags here?”
With that intention, I entered the bookstore without a second thought.
. When will you upload chapter 2?
