(Ike POV)
10:30PM:
Good thing Ken left my room early. Now time to shower and sleep, oh wait what's the text I got? Ooh, is it some manga recommendation again? Wait... that's something different.
[Stay in ur room, oh I mean do whatever shit but be back @ 23:00.]
Who's this basta- I mean it's possible if that's some kind of deity, right? Wait, what's 23:00 again? Nevermind, it means 11PM. Oh, but it sounded casual so I can just take my free time to shower and clean up.
When I came back from the bathroom, I waited for another line of text.
[Please reply instantly at 23:00]
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I tapped a carrot head thing on the keyboard as a reply.
[I'mma teleport u from where u are, sit in your balcony cuz I don't wanna fail this time. Uhh I mean stand. Wait before you go there just a moment, u can bring any device for communication, but also since u're be strapped to some chair I'll hide ur phone for ya. Just to say don't worry.]
[U serious]
I accidentally sent my half-baked reply.
[Cool, u replied. Now go to the balcony without any buts.]
Arguing with a presumed deity wouldn't bring any good. I just gotta leave the room and go to the open and wait for the deity or UFO to beam me up. A brilliant violet light engulfed where I stood and travelled upwards along the height of my body. That should be expected, but instead it travelled much faster than I thought and in an instant I was brought to a different place, a better word would be some shady room.
"Actually the school allowed me to contact anyone, staff or student so. Don't worry, you're not alone, yet."
What the hell was that guy saying? He was a bespectacled man in a tacky costume with a sarcastic gentlemanly feel. Judging by his face, he looked younger than someone my age but since he was average height for an adult, it was hard to guess his age. The best bet would be an immature adult man. He handed me some black shirt and pants in a ziplock bag.
"What's t-that for?"
"Go and change, I don't want to worry about dirtying your clothes and stuff."
He pointed to the changing room nearby and I followed suit, despite almost losing my directions there was an illuminated room that was possibly the changing room as told. I changed into the black shirt and pants that looked like pajamas, without buttoning the top 2. I put my clothes into the same plastic bag. When I returned, he asked me to put the bag and my phone in a sanitized vault box.
"You're fast, if there's mirrors there I'll be sure you'll be wasting much more time."
There was sarcasm, and why would I bother looking at the mirror like a narcissist anyway? Girls do like me, I'm super popular! Uhh... I wonder if that was true or not... maybe really! I'm an ikemen like Hirata so why can't -- geeeeeh? Might as well not waste so much time here...
There was a remote he was holding, kinda sus. Am I strapped to an electric chair? Wait... there was a metal chair was in front of me, behind him. He warmly led me to the chair, and strapped me with a buckle on my neck and another on my pelvic area. The remote turned out to be for operating the A.C., which I saw some numbers on it, it was 18°C. No wonder it was so cold.
"Welcome to torture, little kid! Don't worry, it's all ethical and lawful!"
"Geh? w-w-What? t-Torture...?"
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FanfictionClassroom Of The Elite by Syougo Kinugasa, illustrated by Tomoseshunsaku. I am by no means affiliated with any of them. This is a derivative work. Please support the original series. CONTENT WARNING: Excessive violence, excessive swearing. Do NOT pe...