Re/SET

Life 0: CH 2

Issei quickly finished his breakfast before leaving his parents who were still grieving over their non-existent grandchildren.

He sweat-dropped to himself at thought and shook his head. Once he found his women, they would beg him to stop having children. That's how much he planned on spending his days, surrounded by women and sex all the time.

On his way to school he was intercepted by his two best friends, Matsuda and Motohama.

"Yo, Issei, my man." Matsuda throws an arm around his buddy. "What's up?"

"Get around to watching that DVD I lent you?" Motohama asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

"No." Issei said dejectedly. "I was stuck doing school work and Maoyu wouldn't help me. Aren't younger sister's supposed worship their older ones? Why is it that my sister despise me so?"

"Speaking of your sister...." Motohama adjusted his glasses. "Where's that hot loli anyway?"

"Dude, that's my sister." Issei grimaced. "And she went to school early. Probably went find a spot to nap before class."

"She not even your real sister, yo!" Matsuda said with grin. "Which would make is so much easier to-"

"Don't finish that!" Issei covered his mouth with a red face.

"Come on, Issei. No need play shy with us, man." Motohama teased him. "Go on, spill. Tell us what grimy fantasies you've had over the years. We'll trade stories."

Issei was completely red while his friend started getting lost in all the scandalous scenes that could have taken place in the Hyoudou household. A tick mark grew on his head and Issei beat both of them up.

"Not cool, yo!" Matsuda cried as he held between his legs.

"Foul play! Against bro code!" Motohama said, holding himself as well. "What guy busts another guy in his jewels?"

"Bro code my ass!" Issei yelled. "You guys were perving on my sister and asked me to share stories! What the fuck?!"

"So you do have stories." they giggled lasciviously.

They just couldn't help themselves.

This earned them a kick to the face.

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Later that day......

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"I gotta say, boobs are the best thing ever." Issei sighed as he laid in the grass.

"Trust me, my man, you and I are on the same page!" Matsuda pumped a fist in the air, lying beside him.

"Me too..." Motohama said from his right, adjusting his glasses. "But it's all pointless."

It was like their fight from earlier never happened and they were all back to their perverted shananigans.

"Matsuda...? Motohama....?" Issei sat up to look at the view from the side of hill they were sitting on. "Can you guys tell me why the hell we enrolled in this school again?"

"Like you don't know..." Matsuda sat up as well. "We're in a place that up until a few years ago was nuthin' but chicks...."

"We had to take advantage of this male to female ration." Motohama continued. "Also, the foreign exchange students here are ridiculous."

"Poon as far as the eye could see!" Matsuda grinned. "We figured hos'd be linin' up to get on our jocks and we wouldn't have to do a damn thing! We'd be drowning in all that stank!"

"Like our very own harem!" Issei stood, his young blood boiling in excitement.

By this time, they were all standing as their minds swam in the gutter.

"Hell yeah! We were gonna have casual, unprotected sex with hot chicks and then never call them again!" Matsuda cheered.

Motohama was too busy watching girls run and calculating their measurements with a sly grin on his face, showing that he was with them in heart and mind.

"That was the plan anyway." Issei followed Motohama line of sight where the girls ran past them. "But here we are, up against the spring semester of our second year, and between the three of us, we don't even have one girlfriend."

"What's the point?" Motohama wanted to sigh as he got an eye full of ass from the girls running away from them. "It'll never happen."

"No, we can't give up now." Issei put his foot down and balled his fists. "It's not too late for us!"

Just as he said this, sounds of yelling and screaming caught their attention.

Walking nearby, was tall boy with blond hair and deep blue eyes. His features were sharp yet soft enough to give him a boyish look and there was a beauty mark under his left eye. He looked like he had just stepped out of a magazine and had a princely aura about himself. This was no other than the school heartthrob, Kiba Yuuto.

"Kiba, wait up.....!"

They watch three girls run up to the blonde.

"What are you doing right now?" the girl in the middle asked him.

"Yeah....you maybe wanna go sing karaoke with us?" the dark-haired girl on the left asked.

The girls looked hopeful, sporting blushes and cute smiles.

"Thanks, but I've gotta a meeting with my club." Kiba politely turned down their offer.

"Aww....." was the girls sad chorus.

"That sucks." the brunette on the right said.

"I really do wish I could go, though. It's very cool of you ladies to invite me." Kiba gave them a small smile before giving them a small wave and leaving.

The girls fawned over him as he walked away.

"Kiba Yuto. Class 2-C...." Motohama adjusted his glasses as he watched the boy effortlessly charm three cute girls with his face. "Basically every girl in this school wants to sex him up."

"And every guy wants to mess him up!" Matsuda raised a fist as he flexed his arm violently.

"That tool....I don't get it!" Issei looked away with jealousy. "Just because he's hot, sexy, really smart, and the coolest guy in school, they all wanna rub up on Kiba?!"

"He sucks so much less than we do." Motohama said pitifully.

Issei looked down dejectedly.

"Life really does blow sometimes." he said.

Matsuda looked at his friends sulking before he glance at his watch.

"Oh shit! I'm gonna be late!" he exclaimed and quickly snatched up his bookbag off the ground.

"Huh?" Issei snapped out of his depression and looked at his friend. "Gonna be late for what?"

Matsuda halted his steps and turned around to face his friend.

With a perverted blush, he smiled and gave them a thumbs up.

Issei and Motohama shared a look before turning back to Matsuda.

This had to be good.

Under Matsuda's lead, the three guys made their way across the school yard toward the kendo club building.

The perverted trio strikes again!