prologue-Our first day

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Ayanokoji's pov

So this my first day at Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School , a school where it purpose is to develop the future leaders of Japan.

I have finally be able to experience freedom, I escaped from the white room with the help of my butler and was able to enroll in ANHS, now I can have a nice peaceful live for at least 3 years during my high-school stay.

I quickly rode the bus and waited to arrive at the destination.

I saw a elderly woman was standing and was wobbling so badly I thought she was in danger of falling.

I was fortunate to have found a seat, but it was still crowded. I forgot  about the unfortunate elderly woman and patiently waited to arrive at my  destination, my mind clear as a passing stream. The weather was especially  fine today, not a single cloud in the sky. It was so refreshing that I nearly fell  asleep then and there.

However, my gentle respite was promptly obliterated.

"Excuse me, but shouldn’t you offer up your seat?"

My eyes, which were about to close, snapped back open. Huh? Could this person be angry with me? But I realized that it was someone else being scolded.

A young, well-built blond man of high school age had sat down in one  of the priority seats. The elderly woman stood right next to him, and another woman stood beside her. This second, younger lady appeared to be an office worker.

"Hey, you there. Can’t you see that this elderly woman is having trouble?" the office lady said.

She seemed to want the young man to offer up his seat.

Her voice carried quite well throughout the quiet bus, attracting several people’s attention.

"That’s a really crazy question, lady," the boy said.

I wondered whether the boy was angry, unobservant, or just painfully honest. In any case, he grinned broadly and crossed his legs.

"Why should I offer up my seat? There’s no reason for me to do so."

"You’re sitting in a priority seat. It’s natural to offer up those seats to the elderly."

"I don’t understand. Priority seats are just that: priority seats. I have no legal obligation to move. Since I’m currently occupying this seat, I should be the one who determines whether or not I move. Am I supposed to give up my seat just because I’m young? Ha! That reasoning is nonsense."

He didn’t speak like a normal high school student. His hair was dyed blond, which made him stand out.

"I’m a healthy young person who certainly wouldn’t find standing inconvenient. However, I’d obviously expend more energy by standing than I
would by sitting. I have no intention of doing such a pointless thing. Or are you suggesting I should act a bit livelier, I wonder?"

I partially agreed with the boy. He speaking nothing but facts, he isn't like legally obliged to give up his seat, you couldn't be sent to jail or have a punishment for not wanting to give up a priority seats.

Suddenly a voice came out nowhere.

"Here you can have my seat."said a young girl

Uh, I am making quints have different colored hairs like they dyed it, just cause to not make it confusing for the students

She is a beautiful girl with a short orange hair, she had a ribbon in a shape of a bunny ear.

"Thank you." The elderly woman told the girl.

"Thank you for your help, I was to going to ask someone to offer their seat."

Another girl approached the girl and thanked her.

"Yeah no problem, I am Nakano Yotsuba."

"Hey there Nakano-san my name is kushida kikyou, what class are you in?"

"I'm in class D."

"Really me too, I hope we become best friends Nakano-san."

"Ugh, you can call me Yotsuba kushida-san since it will be confusing
later on"

"Why is that?"

Then she told kushida something but in low voice, kushida seemed to be super surprised. I wonder why.

I guess because she said it will be confusing to call her by her last name
and what she told kushida that surprised her, there is a chance that she has a twin sister that looks like her that is why it will be confusing to call both of them by same last name.

But it doesn't matter to me anyway.

I accidentally took a glance at a girl with black hair, she seem like she didn't care about the situation with the elderly woman

After we arrived as soon as I took my first step a voice interrupted .

"Wait??"

“You were looking at me. Why?” she asked.

She narrowed her eyes while we spoke.

“Sorry. I guess I was just interested, is all. I mean, you didn’t think  about giving up your seat to the old woman, did you?”

“That’s right. I didn’t consider giving it up. Is there something wrong with that?”

“Oh, no, not at all. I didn’t intend to give up my seat, either. In fact, I firmly abide by the philosophy of letting sleeping dogs lie. I dislike trouble.”

“You dislike trouble? Then I don’t think you and I are anything alike. I didn’t give up my seat because I thought it would be pointless. That’s all.”

“But doesn’t that seem worse than just not liking trouble?”

“Perhaps. I’m simply acting according to my own beliefs. That’s different from someone who just dislikes trouble, like you. I don’t want to spend any time around people like you.”

“I feel the same way,” I muttered.

I had only wanted to share my opinion, but I wasn’t too keen on going back and forth with her like this. We both sighed and proceeded to walk in the same direction.

3rd person pov

The quints arrived to their new school.

"So here is our new school Advanced Nurturing High School." Ichika said

"Yeah I can't wait to see the school." Itsuka said

"I want make alot of friends." Yotsuba said excitedly.

"I still can't believe that we gonna be living on our own for whole 3 years." Nino complained.

"Yeah but father told us it is important for us to enroll Yeah to improve ourselves" Miku answered Nino.

"Yeah we should focus on enjoying our next three years to the max"

"Yeah Ichika is right now we need to just enjoy our lives here at school." Yotsuba sounded cheerful as always.

"Uh, OK fine." Nino sighed

Then they proceed to go the school.

So this is the prologue hope you enjoy it
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