Hikaru ga Chikyuu ni Itakoro:Volume1 Chapter1

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Chapter 1 – Aren't you already dead?

(Waah......they are all girls.)

Glancing at the scene of the funerals, Koremitsu was startled deep inside him. With top-quality coats, joined by black folded skirts, it was Koremitsu's school, Heian Academy's uniform. There were also dresses, sailor uniforms, shirts, low-cuts and some clothes with a ribbon pinned on the chest. It was pretty surprising, how different kind of uniforms there were. These girls were wearing different styles and different colours of uniforms in this entirely feminine place.

It wasn't only that. There was an university girl wearing an fashionable black coat sobbing and repeating “Hikaru, Hikaru”, an intellectual-like girl with an office lady feeling was holding a handkerchief with her face lowered, and with both shoulders slightly shaking. Even an elementary schoolgirl-like kid, had her eyes as red as eels', filled with tears.

After checking the bulletin board at school to confirm the date of the funerals, Koremitsu immediately regretted it after arriving there. In the middle of the girls, whose eyes were filled of tears, there was a high school boy whose mouth was twisted like a “ へ”, who had a sharp expression in his eyes and his back arched. He was incompatible with the rest of the people. Occasionally, there were a few people throwing a suspicious glare at Koremitsu. The girls wearing Heian Academy uniform were also surprised by the fact that a highly evil new student would also appear here. Though no one would ask him. The ones approaching him were gritting their teeth, look as if they were having something in their mind, uncomfortably avoiding his glare and walk away. Even if they did ask Koremitsu, he couldn't explain it himself.

(Really, why did I come, even though I didn't speak a lot to him, to the funerals of that bastard who lived a life full of plenitude.)