AUTHORS NOTE:
Hello, I'm the author! That's why this is in the authors note. So, I'm gonna write a few things down to just kinda... lay down the law, I guess. Yes, Yusuke is going to be the main character throughout this story. That's why he's the first person I introduce. Yes, there may be other original-ish characters that I add because I'm a big adult boy who can do that if I want. Yes, Tsumiki is going to be Yusuke's pairing. This is probably not going to turn into a Harem situation, but I do love basically all the female characters in the series. This is, for the most part, going to be a happy little fic, because I'm not good at things being sad. Maybe there'll be some tonal shifts where things get serious, maybe a few sad moments, but this is the [Everday Struggles of a Mathematician], not murder porn. Also, I'm not really a great writer, and trying to write things smart makes me sound like an ass because I use big words to make up for my lacking imagination. I will be taking suggestions as to where the plot should go because honestly, I'm winging it like hell.
Oh, and despite all my excuses, don't be afraid of criticism! Even if you're not quite sure what I'm doing wrong, letting me know that something feels wrong is the only way that I can improve. I hate writing dialogue, so that's a big yikes.
Finally, if you ask reallllllly nicely, I might just add some extra fluffy Omake's in.
Lots of Love,
ASOtoasty
Yusuke was a smart lad. In fact, he was very smart- so smart, in fact, that he was well known for just for being so smart. Smarter than you or I, smarter than probably anyone you know, unless you know him, in which case he is the smartest person you know. However, right now, he was completely out of his element, entirely out of his depth, and out of words to say to the crying girl in front of him.
Covered from head to toe in bandages, a young girl was crouched down on her knees, bawling her eyes out as several unconscious men littered the ground around her. Sighing for what felt like the hundredth time today, Yusuke walked forwards and held out his hand, doing his best to put on his customer service smile.
"Come on, then.", he breathed out, trying his darndest to bring some calm to the inconsolable mess of hair before him, "Let's get you to the infirmary, pronto."
Strangely, being addressed by a person who had just knocked several bigger, presumably stronger men didn't really help the poor girl much, as she retreated further from the still dumbfounded nerd, whimpering quietly. Yusuke shook his head at this point and tried to push all of his rising irritation out of his voice as he crouched his knees, now bringing his face eye level with the small ball of anxiety.
"A-aaa...", she began, as all colour began to drain from her already incredibly pale face "p-please... I...d-didn't do anything".
"Easy, lil' missie. I'm not gonna hurt you. It seemed like you were gonna get hurt so i stepped in. I'm not a bad guy, as far as I know. I'm Yusuke Inari, Ultimate Mathematician." He spoke with a quite obviously forced calming tone, but this seemed to work slightly as, while the quivering remained, the girl seemed to find it within her to look into his eyes.
You may be wondering how a Mathematician was able to beat up several well-trained thugs. Well, Yusuke has a very rare gift indeed- the ability to calculate not only accurately, but exceedingly fast. Combined with a vast arsenal of knowledge at his disposal, and you'll find that he is very good at predicting what a certain type of opponent will do in any given situation. There is, however, one glaring weakness that he has. That weakness is-
-"HYAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
That he cannot take into account data he does not know. Which is why, despite seeming nigh invulnerable to the thugs sprawled out on the ground, the sudden ambush from one Ultimate Aikido Master was more than enough to end with him being knocked out.