Just My Luck - [Komahina] (COMPLETED)

[IV] - Bet

Komaeda was walking to school, wondering when that good luck is going to come. It's been a while.

"Hey, man!" Souda approached the slightly roasted marshmallow colored hair boy from behind. He puts his arm around his shoulder as he beamed. "Nanami-San told me that you hung out yesterday with a new friend. Did you forget about our task?"

Komaeda blinked a couple of times, finally remembering what they're supposed to do. They were supposed to gather stuff in the junkyard.

"It didn't cross my mind," Komaeda replied.

"What? That's so mean of you," the ultimate mechanic pouted as he crossed his arms. His expression changed when Kuzuryu started walking beside the duo. "Hey, little man!" He beamed.

"I'll send my clan to fucking kill you if you call me that again," the ultimate yakuza threatened.

"Anyway... Who's this new friend Nanami-san was speaking of?" Souda asked, getting excited. "Is it a girl? Even better, is she blonde?"

"No, it's a boy. He's a lowly reserve course student, unfortunately," Komaeda replied in disappointment.

Souda's sad face is what Komaeda exactly felt when he met a normal human being.

"And here I thought you're loyal to your Miss Sonia," Kuzuryu said.

Komaeda giggled, thinking that it's true.

"I am, but I don't think I have a chance with her," Souda shrugged. "She's a princess. I'm not a prince."

The three of them reached the school gates. People started flooding in the main course building.

"Besides, Komaeda-Kun said that he's not a girl nor blonde. So I wouldn't shoot my shot," Souda explained.

"Why don't you settle for Saionji-San? She's blonde," Komaeda suggested after seeing a familiar blonde hair person.

"With her?! No way. She's too scary for me," Souda denied instantly.

"What about Akamatsu-San from class 3?" Komaeda suggested again.

"No way. We have nothing in common," Souda denied again.

"She's optimistic at times. Probably good amount of confidence. A good friend," Komaeda said with a smile.

"Those are personalities. I don't think that she's into stinky mechanics."

"Then again, who will?" Kuzuryu commented.

"Yeowch!" The ultimate mechanic teared up.

"I heard that Akamatsu-San is into inventors," Komaeda said to make him feel better.

"Not into stinky men, though," Kuzuryu destroyed the hope again.

Komaeda just noticed it. He pointed at Kuzuryu. "What about him? He's blonde."

"Don't fuck with me, Komaeda," Kuzuryu's cheeks grew pinker. Since when did it stop turning pink?

After that pointless conversation they had, they started heading to class.

Komaeda saw that guy from yesterday standing in front of their classroom, which made him stop. He quickly felt disgusted. The reserve course student noticed the ultimate lucky student. He hesitated if he should greet him or not. He waved his hand at him anyway and gave him his nervous smile.

"What are you doing in the Ultimate department?" Komaeda asked while crossing his arms. He slightly furrowed his eyebrows, trying to be as mad as possible.

"Uh... See ya later, Komaeda-Kun," Souda said, slipping past between them with Kuzuryu and entered their classroom.

"I came here to return this to Nanami-San. She dropped this yesterday," Hinata explained, holding onto Nanami's clip.

He gave it to Komaeda and started running away to the other side of the building. The building where someone like him belongs.

Komaeda sighed. His morning was destroyed. He walked into the class and sat on his desk.

"Who was that? He's weird," Souda said, sitting on the chair in front of him Amami style.

"The boy we were talking about," he replied.

Kuzuryu sat beside Komaeda, listening to their conversation. "Ohh, your boyfriend or something?" He teased.

Komaeda's cheeks quickly painted bright red. "E-Eww... As if I'd be in a relationship with a reserve course student," he said in disgust.

"I bet 1,000 yen that you're gonna wish that you never said that," the ultimate mechanic bet.

"Are you sure?" Komaeda smirked.

Souda smiled as he looked at Kuzuryu. It looked like they communicated telepathically.

Kuzuryu shrugged, reaching something out of his pocket. He counted his cash and put it back there. "I'll join. I'll drop in 10,000 yen."

"This must be a lucky day! More cash for me," Komaeda beamed sarcastically.

"End of April," Souda said.

"Easy," Komaeda said in confidence. He smiled at the thought of getting his classmate's cash that was full of hope. Betting is equivalent to being hopeful. Which what Komaeda strives for.