It all started when I went out to buy groceries on a Sunday evening. It was raining hard that day, visibility is low and made the roads dangerous. And I happen to just have to cross the street. Guess what happened next?
Nothing. I crossed the streets with no issues. Being hit with a car isn't that common.
And so is being shot in the head by a homeless man. Indeed, this asshole came out of nowhere and blasted my fucking head off. Absolute cunt, isn't he?
So, I died. And we all know what happened, if you read the synopsis, which you probably did in your search of an erotic harem fanfiction which, by the way, this story isn't and will never be. So I reincarnated.
27th of December, a baby was born. And that baby is me, a 21 years old male with countless issues.
Born in Japan, for some reason. I guess I'm Japanese now. Cool.
Fast forward 16 years now. I am not interested in talking about my childhood. That's equivalent to drinking cyanide.
We start with me in Highschool. On the first day too.
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"Ahh, Seiran Academy..." I stared at the guy standing in front of the academy gates. He has his arms spread open, taking deep breaths. Overall he looks really dumb.
April 3rd. It's the first day of highschool. I'm a student of Seiran Academy, arguably the most known one in the country. It's quite a challenge getting in here. Your grades for all 7 subjects in middle school has to be 95 and above to even get a chance to get in. And after that is an entrance exam that would cut most of the students. It is indeed a steep hill to climb.
"Arata, let's go." The guy turned to me, smiling stupidly as he spoke.
"Well then." I shrugged and followed him inside.
My name now is Arata, Furukawa Arata. A 16 years old male, black hair, eyes, glasses, and is perpetual deadpan. Yep, that's my character design. Fucking lazy arse author.
"I will be the best student in the academy, believe it!" The guy in front of me raised his fist. It was embarrassing, really, but at least he's having fun.
"Sure you will, Naruto."
Yeah, he's Naruto. I don't fucking know how and why, it just is. This world is more fucked up than you thought.
Walking through the crowd of students entering, me and Naruto entered the auditorium. It was quite large for such a school. It's as tall as 3 story building. The seats are arranged like a fan with 3 sections, with the stage being set on the base.
There are 20 rows of seats, with 45 seats in each row. It's basically like stadium seats, if anything. On the wall behind each section, there is a massive insignia. They are, from left to right: a dagger with a snake coiled around it, a shield with wings, and two connected gears.
"Let's see where are we assigned to." Naruto turned around. There are already a number of students seated, with a third of each section full already. There are also a continuous stream of students entering the auditorium.
"Hm." I promptly replied, grabbing my student card from my pocket. These were sent together with the letter of acceptance a week earlier.
It was like a credit card. In front, there's a picture of me on the left side. Under which is my name with "54AD010101". On the right side is the insignia of the dagger from earlier, under which is Year 1 - Class 1 in a sharp font. Behind everything is the semi-transparent insignia of the academy, being a kanji of the word Seiran etched on a circle.
"54AD010101. What about you?" I turned to Naruto.
"54PD010125. I guess we aren't in the same department." He replied, showing me his student card. Indeed, it was a shield with wings on his card. Mine was a dagger with a snake coiled around it.
"I'm off. I'll be seeing you." I waved and went to find my seat.
I didn't have to wander around too much. The seat was really easy to find. It was on the very front of the first section. The leftmost seat of the first row. There is "54AD010101" labeled on the backrest.
20 minutes later, the auditorium is full of students. Through observation, I found some things. The freshmen are at the bottom, the sophomores are at the middle, and the seniors are at the very top. There seems to be something hidden in the code we are given, though I'm still not clear on what it is.
All of a sudden, the lights dimmed and the ones on the stage lit up brightly. Standing in the middle of the stage is a man in a suit, with long white spiky hair tied in a low ponytail, cascading down his back. He looked like someone who you would be afraid to encounter on a dark alley at night.
Just then, he began speaking.
"Good morning, students of Seiran Academy! It brings me great pleasure to stand before you today as we embark on another exciting year. Whether you are starting your journey as freshmen, progressing as sophomores, or approaching the pinnacle as seniors, know that you are an integral part of our prestigious academy." The man smiled warmly.
Wait, he looks familiar.
"I am Jiraiya, the 11th and current Headmaster of Seiran Academy."
Oh well. That's a surprise.
"For 54 years, the academy has preserved its reputation as the very best in the country. I am sure that you are all aware of how hard entering the academy is. We had to separate the wheat from the chaff. You are all elites. The very best your previous school has to offer. Be proud of that." Jiraiya continued.
"Now, to the three departments..." He took the microphone from the stand and held it in his hands.
"Assassination Department!" He turned at our section, with the insignia of a dagger with a snake coiled around it.
"Protection Department!" He turned to the middle section, the one with the insignia of a shield with wings.
"Specialized Department!" He turned at the rightmost section, the one with the insignia of two gears connected together.
"You may all be from different departments, but you are all a student of Seiran in the end." Jiraiya smiled.
"Still, what bad can happen from a little competition?" He grinned.
"Students of Seiran! Goodluck, and don't die."
Oh, I haven't mentioned it haven't I?
Seiran Academy isn't a normal school. It's an academy made to train the best agents to serve the country. It's basically a school for making super soldiers.
And yeah, I'm now a part of it.