Walking down the road, he could hear the whispers of the people, talking about the massacre of the Zeo Clan. Although they were hushed, his newfound senses easily captured them:
"Have you heard..."
"Yes, yes, that damn gang had it coming to them..."
"I always knew this was gonna happen to them. Didn't you know what they did to old man Kobayashi? They broke both his legs, before throwing them into the blender. I heard that due to this incident, he went mad. It seemed that he was about to hang himself, but his children found him just in time. Last time I heard, he was still in the mental asylum."
"I wonder who did it... We should throw a party in their name!"
"Here, here! And I shall bring the booze..."
"Me the yakisoba..."
Hearing the noisy chattering of the neighbourhood housewives, Subaru felt proud of what he did. Although he managed to save his family just in time, the same could not be said about the others. Metting justice is what he was born to do...
Upon reaching Moriyasu High School, he was shocked. Even the students at school were talking about it, although with a lot of embellishments.
Some say that ninja aliens had attacked the manor, disgusted by their vile deeds. Some say that the youkai had taken revenge, for they had committed mass atrocities by destroying the tanukis. One even said that John Wick must've come to annihilate the gang (although he was quickly beaten to submission).
Although Subaru felt that all these were outlandish, the last one did have kernels of truth. It was indeed old man Albert who singlehandedly annihilated the entire gang all on using his own, using a submachine gun, a pistol, a knife, a chair, a 2B pencil...
Shaking his head, he quickly entered the class.
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Hmm... so booorrriiiinnggg....
Unsatisfied with the current way of life, Subaru gazed out of the window, dazed. He learned for the action, the blood and tears, the stench of pain...
Shaking his head, he tried to focus on his lectures, until he found a shadow looming over him. Looking up, he found a mass of silky black hair.
It was Yamino Junko.
Nearly tripping over his chair, he landed face-first on the table, startled.
As he got up rubbing his nose, he heard the shocking statement.
"Umm, you're Furukami Subaru, right? Would it be alright to be my assignment partner for this project?"
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Yamino Junko is the Madonna.
She is the epitome of beauty, of elegance, of etiquette...
Yet she does not know why she is attracted to this uncouth man before her.
The first time she met him, he was just a stumbling buffoon, lusting over her like a hobby monkey. Yet she found it adorable.
As she saw him more and more, she found him to be hardworking, honest, calm, funny, pervy...
She did not know why, but she started to feel warm whenever she gazed upon him. It got to a point that whenever she saw someone confessing to her, she would always imagine Subaru's face upon theirs. What's wrong with me...
Clutching her face, she burrowed it deep into the pillow, impatient for the next day.
But today was different.
Today, when she gazed upon him, he looked so...
Mature.
She did not know why, but she did it anyway. She went up to him and asked him whether he would like to be her partner for the upcoming project.
Urgh! Why did I do it!?