Chapter 1: Death and Rebirth
"Look at those thighs. Those legs, Motahama.."
"Hmm. Yeah, Matsuda. I can't imagine how it would feel if I lay my head on those legs."
"Don't just look at the girls at the front. Motahama, look at the back. Ahhh, Katase sure has nice legs.
"Yeah, and Murayama seriously has big tits!"
"Yes, yes. Hehehehe"
Two heads could be seen squatting in front of a hole on a wall. Matsuda and Motohama. They are peeking at the kendo girls who are currently changing.
Matsuda has shaved hair and big ears which makes him look like a monkey. He has an average height, and has a slightly athletic build.
Motohama, on the other hand, has shoulder-length dark brown hair and thin black eyebrows, and wears rimless squared glasses which are almost always in a glare. He has almost the same physique as Matsuda.
With them wearing the same uniform, anyone can say they are from the same school, Kouh Academy.
And they are not just ordinary students. They are kinda popular. Not that popular in good terms. But rather in bad term as the two of them are members of the infamous group, The Perverted Trio.
The Perverted Trio is the group infamous for their perverted activities at Kuoh Academy. Because of their activities such as peeking at girls' changing room and taking pictures of the girls changing clothes, the other students started giving them titles.
Matsuda (the Perverted Baldy or the Harassing Paparazzi), Motohama (the Perverted Glasses or the Three Size Scouter), and the last member, Issei Hyoudou (the self proclaimed Future Harem King).
"By the way, Matsuda. Do you know where Issei is? The classes will start in a few minutes. He is not here yet", Motohama asked out of nowhere, which slightly startled his companion.
"I also wondered that too. Maybe, he played with himself too much last night that he forgot that we have classes today.", Matsuda said with a shrug, before looking again at the hole with a perverted expression.
"Hehehehe"
Matsuda is chuckling with himself when he felt the his companion suddenly went silent for a while but he shrugged it off.
"Hey, is the view that great?"
"Yeah, and not just great! It is awesome! Look at those boobs. Look how they jiggle as they move. Wait, where is Katase..." Matsuda said with great enthusiasm before he slowly realize that the one who ask the question is not Motohama.
He slowly turned his head to look back. He regretted it in an instant. A wooden sword coming straight at his face.
Thanks to his reflexes and some luck, he managed to dodge it by rolling to the side.
Recovering from the sudden attack, Matsuda got a clear view of who is his attacker.
"Katase! Murayama!"
"I knew it! Its your lecherous eyes I've been feeling earlier!"
'How?!'
It is Katase, Murayama and the rest of the kendo girls. All of them each held a wooden sword and have eyes that pierce through Matsuda's soul.
Aside from the girls in front of him, Matsuda also noticed that his friend Motohama is nowhere near him but instead already running for his life, so far away.
'Traitor!'
That is the only thought in Matsuda's mind when he saw his friend's running figure disappear at the corner of the building of the school.
The girls from kendo club only looked at Motohama's running figure before they fixated eyes at Matsuda with anger and unconcealed disgust.
"Beat this pervert, girls!"
What followed after Katase uttered the orders is something that Matsuda experienced before, the pain from their beating and the curses.
Matsuda tried to do his best dodging their strikes but the girls won't leave him alone. He tried to escape however they're far to many of them.
He is already surrounded and cornered against the wall. His reputation is already bad enough and assaulting the girls will get him expelled immediately.
There is nothing he could do but only to cover his head and endure their beating.
"Ouch!"
"Not there!"
"Watch where you hit!"
"Hey! Ouch!"
He endured for he don't know how many minutes. Every second for him felt like a minute and every minute felt like hours.
"Die! Pervert! Die!"
"We'll beat you up real good! Unfortunately, the other one manage to escape."
"Why don't you just die so we'll have one pervert to worry about!"
Matsuda started to feel his body go numb and his consciousness slowly fading away.
'They going too far!' "Ouch!"
"Die! Pervert! Go to hell!"
"Why did your parents not let you die?!"
Matsuda could barely hear the girls' curses from the pain he is feeling. He started hearing things incorrectly.
'Why did...my parents....'
Matsuda's eyes froze in shock and went daze. Lost in thoughts, his body became unmoving and his screams died which left the girls confused.
'....die?'
Yeah, how exactly did his parents die? Matsuda only knew that they died from a car accident.
He only knew they died but he had those blurry memories that they were there just a year ago.
His mother died.
His father died.
They died a year ago right before he started his first year in Kuoh Academy.
But..
Something feels off about that accident now that he thinks about it. Something about that accident that he can't shake that feeling off.
Odd. Too odd.
'Mom.... Dad...'
Memories of him and his parents started flashing before his eyes. Tears started to fall from his eyes as his consciousness faded away.
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Seeing Matsuda being unresponsive to their beating for a while now, the girls are slowly getting unnerved.
"Is he dead?"
Katase looked at the figure of Matsuda, who is laying on the ground with his hands covering his head.
His uniform is already covered with dirt and sand, and is showing signs of tearing. He now look like a beggar. And it made the girls feel like somewhat they're in the wrong side here.
"Okay girls, stop hitting him already. You are going to kill him for real at this rate." A handsome blonde boy walk towards them with a warm smile but his smile froze for a second when he saw the pitiful figure surrounded by the girls.
"Kiba!"
"Kyaah! Kiba!"
Kiba is the boy titled by the almost all the students of Kuoh Academy, the Handsome Prince of Kuoh. A title engraved to the minds of the students of Kuoh Academy.
Aside from his handsome figure, he is also extremely talented in kendo and other sports, in which stole the hearts of almost all girls and much to hatred of single boys at Kuoh.
Back to the story, the sudden appearance of Kiba had the girls promptly stop what their doing and quickly surround him with great excitement.
"Okay, okay, girls later, girls! Matsuda was beaten so hard he might die at this rate if not treated quickly," Kiba said as he moved closer to the unconscious boy as the girls moved and give way.
He stared back at the girls and said with utter seriousness, "If he dies here and now, not only you will be affected but also the school's reputation. And we won't like that happen, do you?"
The girls wanted to complain to Kiba about Matsuda however they quickly had their mouth shut by Kiba before they can say anything.
'Thinking about it, Sona will probably not like this.' Kiba thought as he is now getting ready to carry boy on his back. Thanks to his strength, carrying him is easy to Kiba.
He'd like to carry him on his shoulder if possible but the boy is already covered in bruises. Carrying him on his shoulder might further cause more injuries.
When he stood up with the boy on his back and started walking towards the school infirmary, he looked at the girls at the corner of his eyes one last time.
They are emitting extreme jealousy, anger and disgust towards the unconscious boy at his back, while looking at him(Kiba) with literal hearts in their eyes.
'Prez might not also like this at all...' Kiba shaking his head as he walks away from the scene.
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"No!"
Matsuda woke up screaming. Instead of dreaming about cute girls and cute panties, he just dreamt about his parents's car accident.
He also dreamt that he was also in the car with his parents and younger sister, the day the accident happened.
His memory is so blurry and it happened so fast. He only knew that they were on their way home after visiting their old cabin in the mountains. It was already getting dark.
The ride was peaceful that day until something suddenly fell from the sky. It was black and it was huge.
Matsuda saw that black thing fell from the sky and crashed on their car's windshield and also crushing both his parents.
The last things he remembered were that his parents were crushed, he and his sleeping sister were safe, and the bloody black feather that fell on his face before he lost his consciousness.
"Hah hah How could I forget what happened that day?" Matsuda heaving heavy breaths before calming down after a few minutes.
He knew that the dream was real and he was really there when the accident happened.
"But how could I forget all those things? Is it perhaps trauma? But what is that black thing? And that black feather, is it crow's or owl's? What the hell happened there?"
Despite how despicable and perverted Matsuda is, he still has some genius in him.
"Wait. Wah! Where am I!?" Matsuda in his tranced state, broke from his revery. He looked around and found it so familiar. "My room? But how?
He could still vividly remember what happened to him. He still remember the pain, the curses, and the mention of the death of his parents from the girls. He still remember them all. All of them feels real.
Except for some cases, Matsuda knew that dreams is something you will not remember completely if it did not happen in real world.
"Also.... that bastard!" Matsuda uttered when the image of the traitor immerge in his mind. However, he can forgive that bastard because those girls are really scary.
Thinking about the girls, his body shuddered almost instantly.
"Wait, am I forgetting something?" He thought. 'Wait a minute!'
He quickly sprang up from his bed and looked at his body.
"Who changed my clothes!? And... How come my body is okay ...?" Matsuda is in disbelief looking at his pink pajamas and his body which is in perfect condition, no bruises and no injuries whatsoever.
He tried waving his arm and he still felt no pain, only very slight fatigue. But he had this feeling his body remembers the beating of those girls.
Is the memories of him getting beaten a dream or reality? He don't know anymore!
"What's going on!?" Matsuda couldn't help but yell in frustration. He felt like he needs to tear open his scull to know the answer.
Calming himself down, he sat up on the bed and looked around his room.
He saw the posters of cute girls plastered on the walls, the mini action figures of famous anime characters and even the bookshelf full collection of hentai manga and pornography books.
He stared at them for a couple of seconds and couldn't help but sigh, "Seriously.... What the hell am I doing after my parents death..."
The realisation of his deeds right after his parents death made Matsuda guilty and remorseful.
He made reading pornography, hentai and manga his escape after what happened however he ran away so far that he forgot his own dream and overcame by perverseness.
His dream before was to become a baseball champion. So, he joined the baseball club during his junior high. He also joined other clubs and which he broke multiple school records.
And yet, all things changed after their death. His grades fell, his personality became perverted and he lost his self in his own perverted escapade.
Now, realization hit him so hard he felt like he betrayed his parents more than how Motahama betrayed him in his confusing memory.
Guilt, anger, sadness, irritation, upset and many other emotions he can't tell, this is what Matsuda is feeling right now.
'Who won't feel what I am feeling right now if they were in my shoes. Especially with that unsightly titles I've earned since the last year, the Perverted Baldy and the Harassing Paparazzi.' Matsuda wished to go back in time and knock his past self into realization. He is barely holding back his tears.
"Something has to change.... I need to change" He turned to look at their small picture on the desk besides his bed. A family picture of him, his sister and his parents.
"I am sorry mom, dad. Don't worry, I promise I'll remember and I'll try to achieve the promise I made to you. And I'll protect Reiko with all my might, I promise you that." Matsuda said great seriousness while stifling his tears.
Not long after he turned his gaze towards the clock besides the family picture.
"3:40 am. Good, there's plenty of time." Hardening his gaze, Matsuda stood up and started preparing for the day.