Synopsis : In this timeline, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka's main goal will not just be to live a peaceful high school life but to also test himself against the real world via the Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School. In other words, he will not be holding back his abilities and will be going all-out from the start. He will use any means necessary to advance himself to Class A with a self-handicap of bringing everyone in Class D with him.
Vol. 1: Chapter 1.1 - A White Room Student
Vol. 1: Chapter Warning: This Fan Fiction Novel of Youzitsu may contain spoilers from the Light Novel. If you're an LN reader, you can think of this as a standalone alternate timeline with canon characters and elements. If you're anime-only, read at your risk.
I was thinking of how I should go about establishing myself as a fresh high school student. As ideas come into my mind, the bobbling and shaking bus occasionally interrupts my train of thought.
I got slightly nervous about how the passengers of the bus became increasingly crowded with students wearing the same uniform as I am. Before I could go back into fantasizing about how I should introduce myself in class...
"Excuse me, but shouldn't you offer up your seat?"
A young, well-built blond man, that goes to the same high school as I am, was sitting down on one of the priority seats. A woman dressed like an office lady was the source of that voice. Beside her was an elderly woman who had been standing for a while now.
"That's a really crazy question, lady. Why should I offer up my seat? There's no reason for me to do so." His eyes remained closed and his smile, unwavering.
"You're sitting in a priority seat. It's natural to offer those up to the elderly," she replied.
"I'm a healthy young person who certainly wouldn't find standing inconvenient. However, I'd obviously expend more energy by doing so than I would be by sitting. I have no intention of doing such a pointless thing. Or are you suggesting that I should act livelier, I wonder?" Looking at the office lady with a single eye, the man rebutted.
"Is that supposed to be the attitude to take while talking with your superiors?" reproached the lady.
While the two of them engaged in something that I would call a pointless argument, I kept to myself for a brief second. I carefully thought about what I wanted to do after enrolling in this school. From Matsuo's kind intentions, it was clear that he wanted me to live a normal high school life. After all, "that man" took my entire childhood away from me.
At first, the obvious answer was to live in obscurity where I'm free from trouble. I dislike trouble anyway, so it was a natural first choice.
However, this school seems like it's way more than it is at first glance. Therefore, I changed my mind. Matsuo granted me a chance to take part in this so-called "high school life". I'll at least test the abilities I got from the White Room and see how far I can go- of course, with the intention of trying to enjoy myself to the fullest.
With that in mind, I ground through the things that the White Room lacked and studied them to the fullest- and that is Social Interaction. Even as the sole survivor of the 4th generation, I'm still far behind on the knowledge about interpersonal relationships given the nature of the White Room. Therefore, I tried my best to cram as much information as I can as soon as I decided on my so-called goal.
For instance, the majority of young people that are around my age should supposedly be rich in hobbies and interests. Some of these were: fashion, sports, making lots of friends, being in a relationship, or the so-called "Otaku" culture; which includes liking things such as video games, light novels, anime, and manga.
That's only the tip of the iceberg. I only had little time on my hands, so I never really got in-depth with any of them. However, being aware of those things alone will be a very big help in how I would want to conduct myself in the near future.
There was a multitude of things that I needed to read up on about basic social interactions- not just those. And because this environment was a totally new battleground for me, it doesn't matter how book-smart I was if I can't put my knowledge into practice.
Personality-wise, I tried putting on some fake faces but figured that I won't be able to keep them up for long. That's why I decided to just go with my real personality. I thought that it won't really be detrimental to my future plans as a student.
I worked extra hard on understanding the social construct of what a typical high school society is supposed to be, as well as how classroom politics works in some ways. However, they were all very basic and shallow at most. For this, the best method is to learn by hand, which I am sure will not be a pleasant experience.
"Superiors? Well, it's obvious that both of you and the old woman there have been alive longer than I have. There is no doubt about that. However, the word 'superior' implies that you're referring to someone of a higher position. In addition, we have another problem. Even though our ages are different, wouldn't you agree that you have an impertinent attitude and are being extremely rude?" The blond man argued with grace.
Well, going back to reality, this situation will likely be my first step into this alien biosphere... but I'm more than willing to give it a try as a test for myself.
"Wha-?! You're a high schooler, aren't you?! You should just be quiet and-" I interrupted the office lady before things get out of hand.
"Um, excuse me. I'm sorry that I didn't notice you earlier. Please take my seat instead." I told the old lady.
"Oh, is that so, young man? Thank you very much!" The old lady replied with an aged smile.
There was visible discomfort on her face when the office lady and the blond man were arguing- most likely because they attracted the crowd's attention. The genuine look of gratefulness on her face was quite a pleasant sight. The elderly woman repeatedly expressed her gratitude before finally being guided by the office lady into my now-vacant seat.
I sneaked a glance towards the blond man who looked perfectly unperturbed, like what transpired just now was an event that didn't involve him in the first place. I was aware of the attention I just garnered, and truth be told, I was quite uncomfortable with it. I know that they looked at me like I was a very good person, but that was beside the point. I'm just not used to this yet.
Setting the negatives aside, I'd say it was a pretty good practice of social interaction. However, before I could mind my own business and wait for the ride to finish while standing, a cute voice rang from behind me.
As I slightly turned my head around, a pretty-faced, short-haired girl met my eyes.
"Good job on that one. Have you been a step behind, I'd be the one to speak up for the poor old lady's sake, you know?" she said with a smile.
This girl was already standing at the start of her ride. With that in mind...
"Well, it was my fault for being absent-minded in the first place. I really wouldn't have noticed the old lady if it wasn't for that commotion. You were already standing, right? If I did notice, I might have offered you my seat too." I said, looking away at her.
"Wow. If it wasn't for your monotone way of speaking, I would've immediately thought you were hitting on me," she chuckled.
I tried to turn to her once again, but I didn't fully commit, only facing her general direction.
"I wasn't planning on doing so. I'm sorry if that's how I came off. It only felt natural to me, as a guy, to offer my seat to a girl." Or at least, that's what I read.
This is pretty hard. I only tried to sound friendly, but I guess lines like those are considered "hitting on someone"? I need to be more careful next time.
"Hehe, I see. I'm Kushida Kikyou, by the way. I'm in Class D starting this year. How about you?" I'm amazed. This girl is the complete opposite of me. Even I can tell that she's a natural when it comes to social interactions. It might be a good idea to establish some sort of friendly relationship with her as soon as possible. For now, I think that's pretty easy. After all...
"I'm Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, also in Class D."
It would be pretty rude to not face her while introducing myself, so I did. Talk about luck. A social expert like Kushida being in the same class as me was a godsend.
"Eh?! You're in Class D, too? What a coincidence!" Showcasing her adept social ability, Kushida managed to perfectly control the volume of her voice despite her genuinely surprised reaction.
"Yeah, what a coincidence," I parroted.
"Well then, nice to meet you, Ayanokouji-kun. You can call me Kikyou if you want," she offered with a smile.
"I'd prefer to call you Kushida for now. It would be weird if I suddenly call you by your given name while you refer to me with my surname," I replied.
"I see. That's fine then," she chuckled cutely.
To be honest, I predicted her to press on with "why don't we call each other by our first names then?" or something along those lines, but I guess I still can't grasp the mind of an expert social elite.
Not long after our talk, the bus ride came to a halt as we reached the gate of the campus.
This is it. This is the start of my high school life... As a White Room Student, I shouldn't be here, but thanks to Matsuo's advice, I made the impossible possible.
"Ayanokouji-kun, should we walk to our classroom together?" Kushida asked with an angelic smile.
Any man would be a fool were they to refuse such an offer.
I nodded in response as I walked towards her waiting figure.
Author's Notes:
In this timeline, Kiyotaka chose to be proactive and gave up his seat. The scene where he stared at Horikita Suzune did not happen, making their iconic first interaction after the bus ride nonexistent. Meanwhile, because of Kiyotaka's timing, Kikyou did not get into an argument with the blond man, which was obviously Kouenji Rokusuke. Those events produced a little domino effect into Kiyotaka befriending Kikyou early on.
I'm curious to see your thoughts on the current and possible future alterations due to the changes in Kiyotaka's initial goal and choices.
Vol. 1: Chapter 1.2 - The Point System
Whilst walking to our classroom, Kushida and I engaged in small talk. Being the expert between the two of us, of course, she's the one who spoke first.
"So, Ayanokouji-kun, do you know anyone from your junior high who's attending this school?" she asked.
This should be a pretty natural conversation, but it's a really bad topic for me. Because I did not attend junior high, I thought about making a fake backstory that I would stick with if these kinds of topics ever come up in a conversation. However, I immediately discarded that line of thinking because it's too risky. If I start this with a lie, I should be a hundred percent consistent, but that's simply impossible.
I don't know anyone apart from Kushida and myself. Should I name a random middle school, it'll be harder and harder to keep that lie up as time goes on, even with an elaborate backstory. With all this in mind, I just came up with a half-truth in order to solve all my problems.
"Unfortunately, no. I just came back from abroad, after all," I said, like a line from a script.
A half-truth indeed. The White Room was a facility located deep within the mountains. Even if it was somewhere in Japan, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it another country.
"Ehh, so does that mean I'm your first friend here in this school?" she asked with glittering eyes.
Safe... Things would've been more complicated if she asked me the name of the country.
"Probably. How about you?" I replied and asked.
"We're on the same boat! None of my junior high friends made it to this school, you see." Kushida clapped her hands once in excitement.
I expected her expression to turn melancholic on her last sentence, but that didn't seem to be the case.
"I see. Well then, I'm looking forward to getting along with you this year," I said.
"Same here!"
If I was a normal person, I would probably be head over heels towards Kushida already. Her whole schtick of acting really cute and friendly would break any man's emotional defense. I'd be lying if I say that my heart isn't racing at this moment. As expected of a social elite.
The two of us reached the classroom in no time. Like what I read from my research, time goes by a lot faster when you're talking with friends. Is this what they meant by it?
Well, I'd probably have this sentimental belief if I wasn't aware of how dopamine releases make your internal clock or subjective sense of time faster...
"Well then, I'd like to know some of my new classmates for now. I'll talk to you later, Ayanokouji-kun!" Kushida announced with vigor.
She's really going at it, huh? I want her to give me some of that enthusiasm and confidence, if possible...
I walked toward the seat that bore my nameplate. It was at the back of the room, near the window. A good place to sit, generally. Looking around, the classroom was approximately sixty percent full. During this free time, I should be working my butt off with making friends as soon as possible, but as expected, I just can't seem to find the right timing.
Right before I forced myself to stand in order to blend in with the crowd, a girl sat beside me.
Oh, I remember her. Back on the bus, she was sitting beside me from the opposite aisle while reading a book. The girl simply sat upright after placing her bag on her desk. She gave me the impression of a hard-to-approach honor student.
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"Is there a problem?" she glanced, noticing my gaze.
Now that I got a good look at her face, she was certainly beautiful. If anyone tells me that she was a year or two older, I'd probably believe them. She gives off the vibe of a cool beauty.
"Sorry. I thought I saw your face before. Correct me if I'm wrong, but you were riding on the same bus as me earlier, right?" I asked.
"You might be right. If my memory serves me well, you were the one who offered that old lady a seat. I suppose I should thank you for ending that noisy commotion," she replied with a sigh.
"I'm Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, nice to meet you." I took this chance to introduce myself.
She paused for a second to stare at me. After a short moment, she sighed and opened her mouth.
"I'm Horikita Suzune," she replied.
Before I could decide on how to continue this conversation, I noticed the presence of someone at the classroom entrance.
"This seems like a rather well-equipped classroom. It would appear to live up to people's expectations, hmm?" Turns out, it was the blond man who argued with the office lady not too long ago.
"This seems like an unpleasant omen..." Horikita sighed once more.
Without paying attention to anyone besides himself, he sat on the seat labeled "Kouenji". It's like no one else was present inside the room. Apparently, the rude comments he said on the bus were accurate reflections of his opinions. His imposing nature prompted everyone in the classroom to draw away from him.
Oh crap. When I looked back towards the seat beside me, Horikita was already immersed in reading her book. I can see that she was reading Dostoevsky's Crime and Punishment. Perhaps Horikita's taste in books was reflected in her personality. Anyway, I just missed my chance to befriend her due to the loss of conversational back-and-forth.
I can probably converse with her again if I try to talk about the book, but I think it's pretty disrespectful to interrupt her at this moment.
Alright. For now, I should survey every one of my classmates and plan on who I want to talk to when the chance arrives. I will base my choices on outward impressions. The top pick for the guys will surely be that one handsome boy in the front. Not only is he talking comfortably with his peers, but he also looked like he got the atmosphere under his control. For the girls, it would undoubtedly be Kushida. Other than her, there were a lot of other girls who initially looked like they were on the same level, but apart from the girl with waist-length blond hair, none of them seemed as natural.
While I was lost in thought, the first bell rang. At that precise moment, a woman entered the classroom. If I had to guess her age, a safe bet would be thirty despite her younger look. Her black hair was tied in a ponytail, and paired with her suit and delicate features, she looked like someone who firmly believed in discipline.
"Ahem. Good morning to you, students. I'm the instructor for Class D. My name is Chabashira Sae. I usually teach Japanese History. However, at this school, we do not change classrooms for each grade. For the next three years, I will be acting as your homeroom teacher, so I hope to get to know all of you. It's a pleasure to meet you. The entrance ceremony will be in the gymnasium one hour from now, but first, I will distribute written materials with information about this school's special rules. I will also hand out the admission guide," she announced.
The students in the front seats passed the familiar documents to the students behind them. Eventually, they reach my hands.
The Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing School differed from other Japanese high schools in a few key ways. All students are required to live in dormitories located within the school's premises. Also, except for special cases, like interschool events, students were forbidden to contact anyone outside the school. Even then, you are only permitted to come in contact with other participants during the event. In addition to this; contact with your immediate family was forbidden without authorization. Naturally, leaving the school grounds without permission was also strictly forbidden.
On the other hand, the campus is equipped with many excellent facilities. With its own karaoke spot, theater, cafe, boutique, and more, you could easily compare this school to a small city, being more than 600,000 square meters in size.
This school also boasted another unique feature: The S System.
"I will now hand out your student ID cards. By using your ID cards, you can access any of the facilities on campus, purchase goods from the store, and so on. As you can already infer, it acts like a credit card. However, it is imperative that you pay attention to the points that you spend. At this school, you can use your points to buy anything. Anything located in the school premises is available for purchase," explained Chabashira-sensei.
I see... I think I have an idea of what's going on here...
Our points acted as a kind of currency. The absence of physical money would prevent a lot of financial troubles for students. Still, they are advised to keep an eye on their spending habits.
"Your student cards can be used simply by swiping them through the machine scanner. The method is simple, so you shouldn't get confused. Points are automatically deposited into your account on the first of every month. You should all have received 100,000 points already. Keep in mind that one point is worth one yen. No further explanation should be necessary." The classroom erupted after hearing her.
If it was my usual lax attitude, I would've done nothing other than praising the school and its budget. However, I can conclude that something else is going on here...
Author's Notes:
The scene where Chabashira-sensei explained the basics about the school was pretty much the same as the original. Unlike in the original series, Suzune didn't have any bad first impression of Kiyotaka. Therefore, she didn't refuse his self-introduction and simply introduced herself in return.
Meanwhile, because Kiyotaka's goal was to use all of his abilities to test himself, he was nothing short of preparation. During his research, he was already skeptical about the details of the school's unique point system. Because the specifics were hidden from the public eye, Kiyotaka acted as vigilant as possible and connected a few dots.
Up next will be the biggest turning point for Kiyotaka's position in class and Class D's point situation.
Vol. 1: Chapter 1.3 - Against the Class
A 100,000-yen monthly allowance was no joke. If students receive them unconditionally, it will surely pose future problems, even for a government as rich as Japan's. That's not even counting the cost of maintaining every top-tier facility inside the campus.
"Shocked by the amount of points you've been given? This school evaluates its students' talents. Everyone here has passed the entrance examination, which itself speaks to your value and potential. The amount you've received reflects the evaluation of your worth. You can use your points without restraint. After graduation, however, all of your points return to the school. Because it's impossible to exchange your points for cash, there's no advantage to saving them. Once points have been deposited into your account, it's up to you on how to spend them. Do as you like. In the event that you don't want to spend your points, you may transfer them to someone else. However, extorting money from your peers is not allowed. This school monitors bullying very carefully." Chabashira-sensei finished.
As bewilderment spread among the students, Chabashira-sensei looked over the room.
"Well, it appears no one has any questions. I hope that you enjoy your time here as students-" Before she could turn around and leave, I raised my hand and called for her attention.
"Sensei, may I ask you a few questions?"
The cheering stopped as soon as they heard me. Every single one of my classmates' eyes was glued towards me, even Horikita.
"You're Ayanokouji Kiyotaka-kun, right? Feel free to ask your question. I'll answer anything that I'm permitted to," she replied.
I should probably get used to this by now. If I'm going to establish myself as an exemplary student, attention was a natural outcome.
"Firstly I'm concerned about the mechanic of transferring points. To make sure that no one gets scammed during a negotiation, is there a system that can avoid that?" I asked.
My question rose to a clamor among my classmates.
"I didn't think of that," said one guy.
"It's a good thing he asked that..." said one girl.
This question was a pretty good opener to get their undivided attention. I established a little bit of my practical thinking which would surely make them trust me, even if it's just a tinny-tiny bit.
"There is, actually. If negotiations with complicated conditions ever happen, you can make them foolproof by signing a memorandum. In short, a contract system. Any other questions?" answered Chabashira-sensei.
I predicted that they would at least have that system in place. At this moment, Chabashira's disinterested expression has changed to that of curiosity. But now that everything's set up, I'll amp it up to my main question.
"Then, can you please explain the details of the point system?" I asked in a neutral yet serious manner.
Once again, my classmates started to murmur. In my peripheral vision, Horikita was especially staring at me with quite an intensity. You could even say that she was glaring at me at this point.
"I'm sorry, but I cannot do that." Chabashira-sensei declined my question, but instead of looking apologetically or angry, she smiled instead.
"Why? Can you please tell us the reason?" I pressed on.
"No. Those are questions that are beyond my authority to answer." She looked at me with a smirk.
It's like she was challenging me to continue. 'Is that all? Make me spill the beans, boy' is what I infer from her expression.
"I see... Then, Sensei, you said that anything inside the campus can be bought by points, right?" I asked with the same neutral expression.
"Yes." That's the final nail in the coffin.
"Then... can I buy that explanation from you?" That question basically turned the murmurs of my classmates into audible gasps.
Towards those words, Chabashira's eyes lit up as she chuckled in response.
"Amazing, Ayanokouji! Or should I say, 'as expected'?" She acted like a completely different person now. And also; 'as expected'? Does she know something about me?
"Anyway, the answer to your question... is yes." Chabashira-sensei's smirk widened a bit. "However for you to buy that information, mere private points won't be enough."
At this point, my classmates started catching on.
"Mere private points? What are you talking about, Chabashira-sensei?" The handsome guy that I was observing earlier asked with a concerned look.
"As I said, I won't say anything. However, I can give the whole class a choice. After all, this is something that involves everyone." She turned to my confused classmates and asked a loaded question. "Alright, Class D. I can't go into details, but if you were all listening carefully, Ayanokouji-kun here wants to buy some information using points. According to the school's rules, this is permitted. But, without getting specific, this will result in all of you losing a part of your allowance next month."
In an instant, voices of retaliation rang out.
"Hell no! I don't want anything to touch my hundred thousand yen!" The boy who sat in the chair labeled "Ike" yelled.
"The heck? Who cares about that explanation anyways? I wanna get outta here and spend my money already!" The boy that should be named "Yamauchi" cried.
Alongside the two of them, a bunch of fashionista-type girls was also complaining. Because of my previous observations of my classmates, I'd say that this was a predictable outcome. As I thought, my position right now feels really troublesome, but it's not like I can't get out of it. Let's just hope that they have enough comprehension to get what I'll be saying.
"Sensei, can I try to convince my classmates for a brief moment?" I asked.
"Sure. We still have a little over half an hour before homeroom ends," replied Chabashira-sensei.
After nodding, I turned a little bit so everyone can see my face from any angle. All of my classmates' attention shifted back to me. Some looked irritated, and some looked pissed. However, there were many who looked either scared or concerned. That's a good sign, at least.
"First of all, I'm Ayanokouji Kiyotaka. Nice to meet you all." I don't know if introducing myself was necessary, but doing it right now should etch my name into their minds. "All of you should also be wondering, am I right? Is it really possible for a school to unconditionally supply a 100,000-yen monthly allowance for every single student? Surely, some of you are skeptical."
That was a strong first argument by me. Even those who were too happy about getting such a large amount of money should be heading back from cloud nine now.
"Um, I agree with Ayanokouji-kun. Can we all talk about this for a second?" Kushida came to my rescue.
Her intervention is such a huge help in stabilizing the class's mental state. After all, she seemed to already get along with a bunch of our classmates from that short span of time before the first bell rang. As expected of her.
"Thank you, Kushida-san." This is the best payment I can give her; saying her name and making everyone aware of her too.
Although to be honest, it's only a matter of time before she is known by not just my classmates, but also students from other classes. That's a social elite for you.
"This is the first time we've all met. There's no way I can make you trust me fully, and that's fine. However, what Chabashira-sensei said earlier was the real piece of evidence that we needed. 'This will result in all of you losing a part of your allowance next month' she says. Isn't that weird? The system was explained to us like this school was a paradise. However, there's no way we can partake in all those privileges with no strings attached. My point is, firstly, from what she just said, it is indeed possible for our monthly points to decrease. And secondly, why would such a simple explanation fetch such a high price?" I explained.
I glanced at the handsome boy, indicating that I wanted him to take part in the conversation.
"Ayanokouji-kun, are you saying that there are situations that might lead us to lose our points?" he asked.
Nice follow-up, whatever-your-name-is-kun.
"Yes. Think about it. If asking for an explanation takes away points from the entire class, then that information must be pretty vital. I don't know every single one of you here, but I can tell that many of you are planning to spend your points on things involving your hobbies and interest, apart from daily necessities." A lot of them are still skeptical of my words, but almost everyone is putting on a wondering expression.
As usual, the boy named Kouenji was still sitting with his legs on his table, acting like this doesn't involve him at all.
"The details on the class system are unknown. If we are unaware of what this point system is all about, we might make the mistake of being in a worse situation. This will be a shot in the dark, but if buying Sensei's explanation is the wrong choice, I am more than willing to compensate with my own points." As soon as I said the last part of my sentence, the uproar started once again.
"Ayanokouji-kun, I don't think you need to go that far..." said the handsome boy.
"Hirata-kun is right. Even I can tell that you're doing this for the rest of the class..." Kushida followed up.
So his name is Hirata, huh? I was thankful for their help because they were extremely useful at this moment.
There's little to no chance that I can convince a bunch of teenagers to appeal to my demand when it's obviously detrimental to them, especially since this is the first time they've ever met me. All I can do to increase my chances is to present them with some sort of evidence that it is more beneficial for them in the long run. Well, that works on my rational, smart classmates. For the slower ones like the boys named Ike and Yamauchi, who would probably think with their emotions, the assistance by Hirata and especially Kushida, was a lot more helpful.
Around this time, Horikita stood up and asked me.
"Ayanokouji-kun, how sure are you about all this?" A simple, but powerful question.
"I'd say about 99%. That's why I want to compensate with my own points if the 1% happens. I don't mind spending all of them each month to make up for each of our classmate's losses. I can sign a memorandum to prove my resolve on this."
I think that should do it. If the majority still decides to pass up on my suggestion to buy this key information, then all I can do is think up some other ways to get it.
"Alright. I'm with you on your decision." Horikita sat back down with her eyes fixated on me.
"Me too. I trust Ayanokouji-kun," followed Kushida.
"Is there anyone who objects?" Hirata asked the class.
With Horikita's strong attitude and Kushida's initial influence, followed by Hirata's question, the class turned silent.
"If... Kushida-chan says she trusts him, then I will tool," said a soft-spoken girl.
"If things go wrong, you need to pay! Alright, Ayanokouji?!" Yamauchi shouted.
"I will. Don't worry," I replied.
Shortly after, every single one of them gave in to peer pressure and decided that they will "trust" me on this one.
"It seems like the whole class has come to a decision." Chabashira-sensei's smile was unwavering. "Ayanokouji-kun, consider your purchase complete.
Author's Notes:
Alright, this is the biggest shift from the main timeline so far. If everything goes smoothly after Chabashira-sensei's explanation about the S System, or the Point System, as we know it, then Kiyotaka will instantly be placed at the top of Class D's social hierarchy. I mean, come on. We all know Kiyotaka deserves that place.
Anyway, feel free to give me some constructive criticism on this one.
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