"I won't summon waifus anymore...." Y/N was scribbling on a blackboard.
"A thousand times is enough?" He asked, beaten.
"What you did yesterday night with that blue-haired maid?" Nino asked him back, eyes injected in rage.
"We went on a date like a couple, feeding ice-cream to each other and such cute things..." Y/N confessed.
"What we did in the past, during OUR date?" She questioned.
"We roamed around searching for Fuu-kun's present and almost got killed by that former comrade of mine, the windy one." The hero recalled.
"Good, now write down your lesson another ten-thousand times..." Nino coldly ordered.
"Sigh, things are getting out of hands. Now this delusional chick thinks she's my girlfriend." Y/N huffed, keeping on his punishment.
"I am not! Still, your behaviour is unforgivable. I hereby forbid you on using that wicked summoning technique ever again." The second sister was unmovable.
"Why being so hash?" Miku was defending the hero.
"It can't be helped! He needs to grow up and turn into a proper man. He's too old to drool over drawings of unrealistic busty girls. It's time you get a girlfriend in flesh and bones." Nino insisted.
"You're only envious! Those girls whom you call unrealistic embody feminity and beauty more than anyone else. Their existence is a man's dream coming true." Y/N retorted.
"And who needs a girlfriend IRL when I could simply call my waifu back from the manga world whenever I like? I don't even need my h-games anymore!" The man was proudly admitting.
"Alright, sorry to have butted in... Please keep on with the punishment." Miku sided with her sister.
"And I was late cause those two forced on me such inhuman chastening." Y/N was explaining.
"From what you said, they did right!" Yotsuba huffed.
"Point of view... I bet they were only jealous of my happiness." The boy shrugged while casually sipping beer.
"Could you stop drinking so early in the morning? It's unhealthy, plus that mug is creepy!" Itsuki was scared by Y/N's skull mug.
"Not a chance! These are spoils of war from my last fight. Here, drink with me if you want." He ignored complains, showing off his newly Archbishop-edition set.
"Are we going to put on some studying or this Sunday is as good as gone?! Just asking..." Fuutarou was annoyed by the continued delays.
"Yawn! Oh, it's this late already? Sorry, I have to go to work." Ichika woke up from her nap.
"What?! You could have said it sooner! You'll fall behind the program this way." The tutor frowned.
"Ah, not a problem. You'll just have to repeat the lesson. Next time I'll pay more attention, I swear." The oldest sister was dumping the group with a big smile.
"Please, Y/N. Say something to her!" Fuutarou sought his friend's help.
"Crap, I'm out too! My shift is about to begin and I'm running late." Y/N revealed before dashing out the place at fast speed.
"Ha ha ha! How nostalgic... Feels like the old times when putting us all at the same table was the first and major challenge." Yotsuba recalled with joy.
"Don't joke on that, ever again!" Fuutarou grabber her by the ribbon, resented at the mere thought.
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Go-Toubun No Hero
FanfictionY/N is a second year high-schooler with medium grades and a passion for History and rock music. He is also a member of the Hero Association and professional hero, known under the alias of Red Eagle due his proficiency in martial arts. In addition to...
