"Host, are you feeling better? Look, I'll introduce myself again. I'm system 13, on a mission to build friendships with the poor protagonists! Host, you just need to be the protagonist's friend!"
A bee head with both antennae nodded vigorously, in contrast to the impression that the clothes worn looked like an office worker. Aito tried to process what was happening based on the description of the creature in front of his, even though he heard the same thing twice, his brain was still surprised to suddenly be in a new environment.
"Sy-sitem 13? Can I call you like that. Anyway, now that we're where what should I do?" His voice was shaky and clumsy, Aito was too nervous he was afraid of every change that happened.
It reminded him of his previous life where his life changed dramatically. Aito feared that the changes now that he was again unfamiliar with would be just as bad.
Seeing his host's unrighteous look was not at all understandable to the little bee. After all, he was a system that was just learning about humans. Today was the first day he was assigned to bind his kind host, but his life was unfortunate. This system would work hard!
"Host, we are now in Fukuda Aito's other room! You have died and are bound to the system, we promise reincarnation services and various good skills if the host can perform the task well! For the beginner package, the mission this time is only E-level, the host only needs to accompany the main protagonist for some time, make him not lonely and gloomy, have a bad disappointment about life and be cruel. We need to accompany the poor protagonist so as not to blacken!"
Aito was now sitting on the outer side of his bed. Listening to the explanation of the bees flying over his head, it reminded him of the little teddy bear he used to take to bed before. They were the same size.
"Do I just need to be his friend?" Aito asked hesitantly re-confirming.
"Yes!"
The system's enthusiastic reply made Aito breathe a sigh of relief. This would probably be easy for a beginner like him, Aito mentally clenched his fist in encouragement.
After all, he was now helping people out of their dark times, accompanying them, let's say doing a favor. This kind of life wasn't bad either, Aito knew what it was like to have no friends or friends who used him. If possible he didn't want others to experience the same thing as him.
"Is the host ready to accept the mission?" system 13 asked, bringing up a holographic screen in front of him.
"Yes!" Aito nodded in agreement, they signed the contract virtually on the holographic board in front of him.
"Then host, I will send you the memories of the characters and the plot of this world. Please rest, it will take some time to process all the incoming memories and information," said the system whose presence was fading, disappearing from Aito's sight.
As per the system's suggestion Aito laid herself down on the bed. Preparing to sleep, he felt thousands of flashes enter his brain, closing his eyes and sorting them out slowly.
Fukuda Aito, just a child whose existence was small. The intersection with the protagonist was just a thin spice, even if the scene was removed it would have no effect on the main plot. However, his mission this time made his presence stronger to be able to befriend the protagonist. The Aito he possessed was quite smart, but too clumsy and quiet so his presence was not really cared about in their class.
Despite being ranked third in the class consecutively. By the second year, Aito was in the same class as the male protagonist, and his gloomy and rough personality inspired fear and hatred. His clothes were rumpled and worn, making people look down on him as well, but no one was in Maruyama Junan's face.
One of them, Akibara Hiro who was always ranked first in any class he was in, was suddenly eliminated by a kid whose identity was unclear, hating Junan who shifted his rank even though he only slept in class. He was the one who often made trouble for Junan.
The original owner in the novel once helped Junan because he was accused of spreading leaked exam questions. Accidentally overheard the cunning plan of Hiro's messenger colleagues to make the reputation of smart student Junan ruined. He also helped the relationship between protagonists seme and uke together as the delivery man for the love letter that protagonist uke accidentally dropped.
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Aito entered the classroom that was still empty. Now occupying class 2-1, Aito deliberately left early in the morning. Remembering his mission assignment, he chose to sit in the last outer row seat next to the door. The window that was still closed was opened, Aito opened the window and inserted the curtain on the hook.
The morning breeze gave him a fresh feeling, his classroom directly facing the field in the center of the school building. It was surrounded like the letter u.
Slowly his classmates arrived, Aito watched the door waiting for the protagonist to arrive. According to the book, Junan would choose to sit on the last bench facing the field, with no one to be his seatmate.
But, now there was him! Starting as a seatmate, Aito planned inwardly that getting closer to the protagonist meant he would also have to be by his side at all times. This is a good start, he hummed inwardly.
"Is this a 2-1 student, can one of you follow the teacher to the office? There are some attendance books and class things that need to be distributed. Representatives only." Hearing the voice that suddenly entered the still quiet classroom made everyone glance at each other.
Meanwhile, the waiting teacher became impatient. Aito immediately volunteered seeing that no one wanted to go to the teacher's office, even forgetting to put his bag on the desk in a hurry. Following the teacher's steps to her office.
Aito didn't notice that as soon as he left the classroom, someone else entered the classroom and took his seat. All he paid attention to was the teacher's steps, afraid of being left behind.
There were many little things that were handed out, whether it was the class attendance record book, the latest personal data form or the new supply of chalk and erasers, other classroom tools to the full basket he brought back. Just realized that he was still holding his bag so it was quite difficult to carry a lot of things.
"Which class are you? Let me help you," someone said, making Aito jump in surprise, almost dropping the basket and its contents.
"Oh, I'm sorry ... didn't mean to startle you," he said again in a regretful tone. Aito shook his head clumsily, not blaming the person just that his loud voice made him startled to be suddenly shouted at.
Maybe that person also realized his tone was wrong. They helped each other get to the classroom. Putting things on the shelves near the blackboard and the front desk neatly.
"Thank you um-"
"Akibara Hiro, call me whatever you want," he cut in knowing Aito's unfinished speech.
"Ahh ... yes, thank you Akibara-san!" Aito gaped slightly as the strapping figure and thin smile introduced themselves before consciously saying thank you again.
His head was bowed as he looked down at himself. Damn, damn! How could he not remember that the tall figure with the neat tight uniform and shiny slicked back hair, exactly like the book's description, was Akibara Hiro! He ran to himself as he walked back to his seat.
Aito realized something, his head snapped up to see another figure sitting in the corner of the seat next to him. That ... that must be Maruyama Junan, right?
Aito sat down hurriedly, even though it made a noise the figure stayed with his position. Looks like he's sleeping? His head sank into the folds of his hands on the table. Unconcerned with the surroundings, Aito wanted to say hello several times, but not seeing the person next to him move during this time discouraged him.
It wasn't until the end of class that Aito cleaned up his stationery. Feeling a hot glance from the side, turned his head in surprise.
The person's gaze was very sharp, making anyone who looked terrified. As if to break the legs of the person who disturbed him, Aito looked at the person's gaze at his chair, did he not like the person sitting next to him?
Aito had been sitting for a while and Junan had just noticed his presence. It was a thin presence, but he was different. Not the same Fukuda Aito.
"Anu ... classmate, I was already sitting here first before you came just called to the teacher's room this morning. Then please do me a favor while being a deskmate!" Aito finished his explanation by pulling the zipper of his bag and ran out of the classroom. Like a mouse running away from the sight of a fierce cat.
Really, did he have to be that person's friend? Is this really an E-level mission? Aito realized he had taken the word friend too lightly, just approaching him as if he was about to be pounced on. Although the personalities of his friends used to be fake, but Aito had never felt the same terrifying intimidation from others as this main character.
System, was he unable to refuse back?
"Sorry Host, after signing the contract there is no cancellation of the agreement!" The system appeared like a nightmare.
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