KuzuSoda

Chapter 4 - Fuyuhiko

Fuyuhiko opened the door slowly, it swung freely on its hinges revealing a cacophony of chatter. He saw the kid from earlier, Kazuichi, already attempting to chat-up some lady. He glanced at the other colourful faces. Short, tall, bland and interesting. He glanced over at a streak of silver hair. Guess Peko was in this class too huh? But he shouldn't make a fuss now, keeping their friendship hidden was important. Instead Fuyuhiko made his way down to the back of the class and slouched in one of the chairs. He stared off for a while, tuning out all the mindless conversations around him. That was until a red headed girl came up to him.

"Come on, don't you think you could try a little harder?!" The girl said sternly,

"The fuck is that supposed to mean?" He responed, a little annoyed.

"Don't speak to a lady like that. You should be introducing yourself to others. Men love to talk about themselves so you should be great at it." She looked down at him harshly, disappointed in him.

"Don't group me in with those fuckers." He looked away.

"Hmm, okay guess I'll just have to initiate. I'm Mahiru Koizumi, the ultimate photographer. It is a semi-pleasure to meet you." She looked like she semi-meant it.

"Okay. I'm Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu." That last name seemed to ring a bell in Mahiru's brain.

"A-and your talent?" She said cautiously,

"Ultimate Yakuza, come on you gotta recognise my last name." Mahiru looked to the side nervously,

"Okay well you better not treat us like your underlings or anything! And you better not be rude!"

"Can't guarantee that-" He said with a slight smirk,

"Uh! Men are so insufferable," said Mahiru frustratingly before walking off to chat with a small girl in a kimono. Real nut job right there. 'If the rest of the class is gonna be like this then I dont wanna meet them' he thought to himself. Though, he did need to mke friends somehow. And sitting in the corner like Mahiru said wasn't going to achieve anything. He glanced around the room, two energetic people sat yelling in the corner. Nope. A couple rando's were chatting about. Oh! There was a tall, mysterious looking boy sitting alone. What's his deal? But he was alone too and didnt look as insufferable as the rest of these nut jobs so he might as well give it a chance.

He walked over to the boy and felt his large presence wash over him.

"Sup-"

"Oh? What is this? A mere human has stated my existence?! Some nerve you have, young fool... But, as a token of your bravery for even thinking to initiate conversation with me, I'll humur you for a bit.'' Never mind. This guy is a total fuckwad. But he's gotten himself into this mess so there wasn't much he could do.

"Yo, the fucks your deal?" He said looking up at the tall figure.

"My name is Gudham Tanaka! Remember it well, because this name will rule the land in which you walk in due time!!!" THe boy, Gudham said confidently. Is this guy... okay?

"Uh cool. What's your talent nutcase?" Gudham didn't seem to flinch at the teasing and went along with his rambling,

"I am the most powerful being in the cosmos! I am more powerful than you can possibly imagine. My talent far exceeds that of what is understandable for a human, so my recorded talent is the ultimate breeder!"

"So you just like hanging out with dogs?"

"Fool, you couldn't possibly comprehend the skill and articulation it takes to be someone of my nature! Your talent couldnt possibly compare!"

"Uh okay man, 'sure'. I'm Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu by the way. Ultimate Yakuza in case you didn;t recognise." Ultimate animal breeder? This guy was so tame. As if his feats compare to the life of a Yakuza leader! Before Gundham could continue on his monologuing, a cheery figure entered the room.

"HELLO EVERYONE! My name is Chisa Yukizome and I will be your teacher for this year!" Well shit. Not only is this class a total wack case, but this teacher seems a little 'fruity' in the head as well! Damn, putting up with these guys is gonna be so annoying...