Ayanokouji What If: Popularity Time

V8 Chapter 2: Task Management

                        Kiyotaka Pov

My eyes snapped open as soon as the school's alarm started to ring. It was classical music, specifically Beethoven's 9th symphony.

I noticed last night that there were speakers adorning the walls, and suspected they had something to do with the exam in some way.

Curled up in the futon beside me, Keisei hissed, "What's the deal with this school?"

Ishizaki moaned, "Come on! I don't wanna get up this early!"

"Come on guys," I said, mustering up as much positive energy as I could, "This isn't ideal but we need to start strong. We are in an exam after all."

"You heard him," said Hashimoto, "Our glorious leader is right!"

"Eh...where's Koenji?"

Moriyama slowly sat up, rubbing his blue hair while looking around, "Not sure. Maybe he went off to the bathroom?"

"Hope he doesn't come back," coughed a voice, belonging to Ishizaki.

Hashimoto chuckled, "Come now, Koenji's our friend now, we have to take care of each other."

"Brotherhood," said Albert's deep voice across the room. He was adjusting his sunglasses, which weren't at all needed at this early hour.

Outside of the window, I could barely see the hint of the blazing sun hiding behind the horizon. It was probably around 6:00 am, I believe.

"Uh, what did he say?"

"He said something about Taco Bell!" declared Sumida confidently.

"Brotherhood, he said," I corrected gently.

"Oh," started Sumida awkwardly, "I knew that."

"What about Koenji? We'll lose points if he doesn't show up to roll call!" protested Keisei, trying to shake the group out of their relaxed mood.

"Right," I nodded, "I'll go-"

Just as I was about to go find Koenji, the door slid open, revealing the boy in his near-naked form. All he wore was a towel around his waist, revealing his toned abs to all of us.

Behind him, the steam from the baths drifted out into the room, elevating the temperature of the sleeping quarters quickly.

"Agh, what were you doing in there?!"

"Put on some clothes, prick!"

"Puhuhuh, I cannot abide by such restrictive rules! For you see, I will live as I wish to live!"

"Not when I'm livin' with ya, you're not! Put on some fucking clothes," spat Ishizaki angrily, standing up and storming towards Koenji.

"Heel, beast, heel," taunted Koenji, "Where is your master?"

"You need one," hissed Ishizaki, "And I can fill that role perfectly for rabid dogs like you."

"Taking notes from Dragon Boy? You truly are his successor!"

"Say that again."

"I don't need to waste my words on such an unruly beast," proclaimed Koenji, attempting to stride past Ishizaki.

Immediately, Ishizaki twisted around and tried to grapple Koenji, only to be interrupted by my stern voice, "Stop now, Ishizaki!"

Ishizaki stopped his attempt to grab Koenji, and turned to me, "Butt out!"

"I won't but out when there are conflicts within my own group," I said coldly, "We have thirty minutes until roll call, so get ready for it."

"Come now, gentlemen, throwing a few punches won't do us any good. What if we damage the room? Listen to our leader," said Hashimoto in support of me.