When I got home from the academy, I didn't know how to feel the truth. On the one hand happy that I reached 25th place and earn 750 points per month, but on the other hand bitter that people now have the idea that I am a lucky martial artist, I guess that's something. I shouldn't have gotten into the fight, I should be more focused on things from now on. Anyway, reviewing the document that was sent to me, I was happy. CLASSIFICATION OF FIRST YEAR STUDENTS: 1. Kiriko hakuya. 2.Saiko hakuya. 3.Kuroka Nakiri. 4.Amarie Slyford. 5 Kara. 6.-Aiko evilness. 7.Eira Evilness. 8.Brant Lambard. 9.Kumiko. 10.... eleven... . . . 25. Ren Artega.
. . . 100. At least I'll get more pay than I thought, arriving at my house, I threw my backpack on the floor and threw myself on the bed. Remembering my fight with kiriko made me realize that I need training, a lot of training, against whom I just fought in the form of the protagonist's prologue, one who has not yet developed his spells to strengthen the body, nor does he have skills or artifacts in his hands, thinking of some artifacts that are lost or used by powerful enemies on earth, most of them are in other territories. At least here's one that's easy to get, but I still have to wait a couple of weeks for the first student field trip, it's a unique ring. Now concentrating on the present, tomorrow morning I will start my training so that my muscles get used to my style and I don't feel stiff in future fights, so right now I will sleep like a log. Closing my eyes, and a few moments later, I returned to my sleeping bliss. . . . -ren ' Who are you - Ren. 'Tell me who you are -Help them, only you can do it in the end. ' because I? and who should I help? ' - soon, you will know, and when you do, shout my name with all your being. 'BUT TELL ME, TELL ME WHO ARE YOU!?
. . . " WHO ARE YOU." "..." 'What the hell was that? When I got up I thought about the voice? 'Who was it?' I don't know who she was, but for her to know about me, she knows. I hope that the consequences of the kick have not caused me a psychosis. Anyway, looking at my touch-tone phone, I saw that it was 5 in the morning. ' he couldn't talk to me at 7, well, it's time to keep a promise, I guess? ' In my past life, I promised my grandfather in his grave that every time he lost he would make the training at least 2 times more intense. I put on some sneakers, and a sweatshirt and went out. my routine was called the routine of the almighty bald men, but too bad I never became one. 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 air squats, and a 10K run. I guess I have to do 10 times more of that, since this body is stronger than my past body, so I have to do it I guess. I guess I underestimated the training of the bald man, when I finished training at 7:30 am, I was in a hurry to finish thinking that I could go back and sleep a little longer, but it was a terrible decision. 'my legs hurt like hell', although I was a fighter, I trained indoors and not at dawn, and we must not underestimate the early mornings of March, right now I am feeling it, my lungs burn along with my joints, and I just clenched my teeth and I went home I showered, changed, and headed to the academy. Arriving at my classroom, some students were chatting with each other, I just went straight to my seat, closed my eyes, and fell asleep. After I don't know how long, I was tapped on the shoulder and when I looked up, it was the kiriko protagonist extending his hand for a squeeze.
-Good fight yesterday, if there is a possibility that we will do it again. Returning the greeting I replied, "good morning, I prefer not to, your kicks hurt me." "Are you sure?" Saying that I apply force to the squeeze. without blinking and returning the strength I answered "completely" after a few seconds, he let go of my hand with his expression a bit pained. -Your grip is strong. "It's not true, it's easier than you think, if I squeeze this area of your hand, it would separate your joints and that's why you lost strength, neither more nor less. -so you know that you also know the anatomy of the body. "only the basics". Why do you hide your strength? "I do not know what you're talking about". -Of course, by the way. "Yes?". -If someone bothers you, tell me and I'll talk to the tutor in charge. "Don't worry, no one has bothered me." and so he returned to her chair. 'naive'. as a villain said, "only the strong survive in the end".
and although it seems cruel it is the truth, I have known about a person harassed in the past and although the first time he was harassed he told the teacher, there was no evidence, and the teacher thought that they are children's hobbies, or why he does not want to get into trouble maybe I don't inform the director . The bullying continued for a while longer, he told his parents, but as they were traveling, told him that they had more important problems than some fights between high school kids, after all, no one believed him, and every time he said something hit him harder, he decided hiding his bruises thinking that one day they would stop.
It turns out that the headmaster was bought by the father of the stalker leader, a guy with a lot of money, who donated a large sum of money all for a good education. But the director for fear that the donation will be removed decided that a simple student like that harassed is not worth it and turned a blind eye to the abuse. In the end, after 2 years of bullying, he found out that the principal turned a blind eye to how he found the letter he secretly put in his office with evidence and pictures proving the abuse in the trash. he sent everyone to hell, he sent to hell his parents who were always away from home and especially he sent to hell the school, so he made his decision and jumped from the building in front of the school entrance. I heard about this case on the news, and later I took the case as a police station assistant. while finishing the first class and going to the cafeteria I remembered my opinion regarding the life of that boy who committed suicide and this game and I can only say that. In this game it's similar, the nobles rule here, although the headmistress and teachers are more upright than that headmistress, they can't cover up all the bullying, and that happened to ren in the game. Ren was harassed for being maneless, and although Kiriko tried to help him, it was the wrong way, instead of saying, I will help you if you are harassed, he should have helped him on the spot, since those victims after being thrown into hell, They look for a hand that saves them, a hand that tells them here I am. but nothing like that could happen to ren, a simple NPC. His parents told him to hold on, having no talent nobody helped him, not even the corrupt police wanted to help him since the parents of the stalkers were all nobles, in the end, he died in his misery in an abandoned dungeon and alone. As he ate my bacon, I waited, waited for the first bullying event to pass. and I didn't wait long, seeing how 2 people sat on my sides and 3 in front of me and surrounded me in my seat. They were Kuroka fans and ren stalkers in the game. thinking about what I will do with them, only one idea came to mind 'should I kill them?' - hello lucky student. 'take it easy. 'You can't hurt them being in a public area'. - We have some things to tell you. looking up from my plate and seeing the blond guy with a haughty look, he reminded me of that stalker from the past life.
'breath, in the end, you locked him up, you can do it, you can hold on'. "Good afternoon colleagues, tell me, how can I help you? - In fact, you can help us with some things. "Please tell me. - Well, I like that they are obedient. 'so there's more?' -First, get away from our goddess Kuroka, it's a lot that you breathe the same air as her, but you dared to declare yourself. "I apologize for that, I promise I won't get close to her. -Well, second, now you will pay for our food. "Why should I do it? -because we chose you to do it. -and three- as she approached the bacon on my plate. 'if you touch a single piece of bacon, I WILL KILL YOU, TORTURE YOU UNTIL YOUR GUTS OJ CMLMDLEJRVOOAVDJEOSBFE'. ... while Ren was being possessed by the loving goddess of bacon. a group also came to the cafeteria. Within the group there was a black-haired boy, seeing Ren surrounded, he thought that they could be his friends since it is not strange that there are people who know each other from before within the academy, but seeing Ren's hollow look, He was about to walk over to intervene, but a white-haired girl stepped forward. -Hey, what are you doing? Aiko, seeing Ren surrounded, instinctively approached, when she was already a few meters from them, she saw Ren's gaze on the blonde, she was confused to see the hollow look he was giving the blonde who was looking at her, but when she saw Holding her hand near the bacon on the ren plate, she came to an understanding and made a mental note to herself. - I asked you guys, what are you doing.
The blonde pointed his 2 hands to the sky as a sign of surrender. - We were talking to an old friend. Aiko didn't believe her, she looked at the 5 in silence, Kiriko caught up to them as well and walked over and gave the 5 boys a warning look. Seeing the look of the 2 people with power, they decided that they would do it another time and without saying anything, the 5 got up and left. When they left, my mind regained its calm, I took a deep breath and turned my attention to the 5 people who were looking at me, 2 with a worried face, one confused, one looking at me coldly, and one giving me a cold look. at 5 they were. 'I guess they saved them, if they touched my bacon without permission I would explode.' "Thank you very much for the help". -Don't worry, I promised I'd help you if I saw something like that, are you okay? "Yes, the truth is that they only talked about nonsense, so I wouldn't worry too much. - Are you sure you'll be okay? "I'll be fine, I'll let the tutor know later. - Okay then, you want to come to our table. 'Hoh, so fighting gives you familiarity with people?' "I don't want to bother you, I already finished my food. - There's bacon on your plate. Picking up the bacon, I took a bite and got up, "I'll eat on the way, I'll see you in class. and without waiting for his answer I left. when I got to the classroom, the teacher was writing the next class on the blackboard, seeing me she nodded at me and so did I when she was about to reach my seat. -student ren Artega, can you come a moment, please?
'Hopefully, it's not what happened a while ago, I want to take care of it myself.' "Tell me, master? - You see, in the fight we had, I noticed that every time you deflected an attack, you let out your breath, and before you countered you breathed, and then you countered, could I know why? "The truth is that I did it because having new air, it's like a small boost that can give me a little extra strength, I also use the air to enhance certain attacks. - I see, I think I could tell you, my butterfly art, sometimes I feel that when I run towards the enemy, I lack strength sometimes when I am about to attack, how should I do it? "Well, you see, that's something simple, if you're short of breath, train your lungs, right? - And how do you train your lungs? "In the same way that you train your muscles, you make them capable of taking more pressure, so you can use more air and power your attacks, let me explain. (a lot of time making references to kimetsu later...) "That way you can burst a long gourd, master. - interesting, I will take your advice in my training tonight, thank you very much for the help student, you can return to your seat, the bell is about to ring. As I sat I thought. 'Ha, who says anime and manga wouldn't help in life?' And so the days went by, those bullies didn't bother me anymore, and my morning training days improved using the theory I explained to the teacher, and every day after lunch, he would quickly come back to the classroom and give us advice. with teacher Shiro about improving techniques, although she still looked a little awkward when she slept in her class and worried about my grades, I told her not to worry, the principal knows, and she had no choice but to nod. and so came Saturday and my meeting with the director.