I have to say that a lot of strange things have happened here in the SOS Brigade, however among them, this was most likely the strangest one of all. Of course, besides the fact we have an alien, an esper, a time traveler, and a walking talking Deus Ex Machina and crazy adventures between her back. It seems as if normality, reality, logic, and sense have decided to go on a vacation without sending us a post card.

One would think that the supernatural life would come with a warning that said "Warning! The supernatural life is highly dangerous, exhaustive, and does not make any sense! There are no visible benefits to it! You will experience all sorts of crazy things you do not want to." Unfortunately, Nagato forgot to say something like that.

Seriously though, Nagato...couldn't you just have told me something like "You will become friends with an emotionally unstable girl who can delete the world, a guy who with a questionable sexuality and motives, your adorable but slightly ineffectual senpai, and watch me prevent you from dying"?

Or something, you know.

At any, something did happen and it was of noticeable proportions. I can still remember how it started out. Haruhi had been experiencing another period of extreme boredom and melancholy. One time I even caught her humming an anime theme song, and randomly asking Taniguchi what the meaning to life was. Without seizing him or threatening to kick him if he did not comply. Nagato had been reading her sci-fi novels quietly in the corner of the clubroom, sort of like an accessory, only flipping a page or blinking when nobody was looking. Koizumi had taken to walking around the school aimlessly, telling me he was a bit concerned. I wasn't. Koizumi probably popped about five of these on me during random relaxed moments, as he obviously possessed a "Life is Too Peaceful" alarm. I swear, if one needed to create an AI copy of Koizumi, it would pretty much just announce every few weeks "Imminent danger regarding Suzumiya Haruhi! Beep! Beep!"

At the time, I was doing nothing. I simply walked first into the clubroom, as was my habit, when all of a sudden I was seized from behind and everything went dark.

Actually, after this much time, nothing really had surprised me. I mean, if I could count how many times random things had happened and get paid fifty yen for each one, I could maybe buy a chocolate bar.

Sitting in front of me was a tired looking boy. He had short brown hair, was around my height, and broke a piece off of a chocolate bar, eating a chunk. I sat up and breathed heavily.

"Hey," he said.

"Who are you?" I asked, confused.

"I wish you good luck. Here, a note from your future self, he also wishes you well," he replied without answering my question, handing me the chocolate bar.

Great, another strange note. You would think at least one would be a love confession! After all, I go to a club where the ratio of girls to guys is 3:2. Oh, bother. Well, last time I checked I wasn't a narcissist, so this probably isn't one, either.

I knew exactly what to do with it: plant in my pocket and shove it to the deepest place possible until I forgot about it. Then I felt a sudden bite on my shoulder, and I blacked out again.

Asahina-senpai would be so proud of me.