„And that should be it." Me and Alluka decided to move to another world where we can live in peace without constantly having to worry about our family. „YAY!!! Finally done!" i hear Alluka cheering while she flops on the couch. I chuckled and sat down next to her. I can't believe it. We finally get to be free without worrying about anything. And next week is our first day of school. I should've been in a higher class, but since we're still learning the language i was put in class 3-E of kunugigaoka junior high. I'm honestly kinda excited. I've never been to school. Well, for longer than a month.
~~~~~one week later~~~~
I dropped Alluka off at her school wich wasn't far from mine. Once i got to my class, wich for some reason was on top of a mountain, i took a seat in the back of the room. It was still early so I decided to take a nap before class starts. I activated Zetzu and laid my head on the desk, until.....
What the fuck is that slithering noise?!
Once i sat up i noticed how tense everyone was. And why do the other students have guns under their desks?! I sure as hell don't remember any weapons last time i went to school. Okay, i was only there for a month before mother and father decided to make me drop out, but still!
„Alright people" a pair of tentacle puts the attendant book on its desk, catching everyone's attention. I thought this world doesn't have chimera ants? Why is an octopus at a school? „Let's get started, shall we? Class monitor, would you do the honors?" „Right." A kid with blue hair stands up. I can't tell if they're a boy or girl. „Ready?" everyone else got up and pointed their guns at the octopus. „Aim. Fire!" Everyone started shooting at the octopus.
„Oh. Oh my. Well, why don't i call roll while you children wear yourselves out? Isogai?" how the fuck is he dodging everything? I know i'm fast but this is a new level. I would have trouble dodging all of those too! „Here." „What was that? I'm afraid I couldn't make it out over all the gunfire." „HERE!" „Okajima?" „HERE!" „Okada!" „HERE!" a few more names were called and by the time everyone was called, the consistent firing stopped too.
The other students were tired out by now. I was still unnoticed and for some reason i wasn't called on for attendance either. Those kids aren't good with guns. „Excellent. All present and accounted for." the octopus's face turned orange with a darker circle. „No tardies, Congratulations!" he then went on to lecturing the class about using guns in the classroom.
„By the way, we have a transfer student joining us today" The students all looked at the door, expecting someone to come in. I had to hold in a laugh at that. „Hi" a few students jumped in surprise, others were startled and the octopus looked at me with that everlasting smile. „How long have you been there?" a girl with green hair and brown eyes asked. „All morning." I said.
Some of the students thought they had already made a bad first impression. „We're so sorry. We would've done this another day had we known we were getting a new student." she said while rubbing her head sheepishly. „Well, it had to happen sooner or later as this class is a special one. You see, class 3-E has a special task." „and that would be?" „well, you see, i'm the one who blew up the moon." i stared at him dumbfounded. „And i intend to do the same to planet earth by next year. As a member of E class, it's your job to kill me to save the earth!" i'm not doing that. „No." At that, the class looked surprised, dumbfounded and shocked at the same time. Even the octopus paused. „Did i forget to mention that there's a reward of 10 billion Yen involved??" the teacher tried to convince me. „I'm not killing and that's the end of the story." There was an Awkward silence for a few seconds before the octopus broke it. „Well, i guess we should continue with class. But first, cleaning up the bullets won't happen itself."
The day went by fairly peacefully until lunch rolled around. I went to eat on the roof so i could eat in silence. I had been enjoying my chocolate robots and chocolate cake until I heard some of my classmates talking. They were asking the blue haired kid for information about the octopus. The bluenet explained that different colored faces meant different emotions. It wasn't anything unusual until the brown haired kid started talking about how he wanted the blue haired boy to kill the octopus. The bluenet refused at first, but the other male continued trying to convince him saying that everyone was already experiencing them to be thugs and murders anyway since they were in class E.
