This is my first Baka and Test fanfiction! This story will at first be based on episodes of the anime, but will start to grow into its own after a bit. While I have worked on a few other stories for other series with a friend of mine, but this is my first exploit in comedies and parodies. If there are any problems with my story, please let me know in your reviews. I like to hear feedback so I can improve my stories in any way. Also, for those of you who are wondering about OC characters, I am currently undecided on that front other than my own characters. Any OC characters will be italicized and outlined and descriptions of how that character looks will be given. Also, I cannot stress this enough, but since I am currently involved in several other stories, I ask you to please be patient with these stories. And without further adieu, please enjoy.


It was a nice morning. The kind of morning in which you just want to relax and sleep in as the suns slowly rises from the horizon to the highest point in the sky. This was the morning that Itsuki Kaito (Age 16) couldn't help but have... but this wasn't the morning to be doing that.

"mmm..." Itsuki grumbled in his sleep as he turned over.

He opened his eyes a little bit and saw that the time on his clock was 10:30.

"... Oh SHIT!" He yelled as he quickly got out of bed. "I'm gonna be late for the test!"

Itsuki quickly grabbed his school uniform, put it on, grabbed his school materials and ran out of his house in a flash. The reason he is so nervous is because today was the placement test at his school, Fumizuki Academy. As you readers may already know, this determines the class in which a student will participate in for the rest of his or her school career at this institution. As for what Itsuki looks like, he had a slender body, hazel eyes and black, short yet spiky hair.


Itsuki finally arrived at the Academy, running as fast as he could through the hallway. He quickly ran for his classroom, but something latched onto his face. It was a hand, but not just any hand. It was the hand of Sōichi "Iron Man" Nishimura, the most feared proctor at Fumizuki.

"Excuse me, young man, but why are you outside your classroom?" Iron Man asked. "You do realize there's are tests in progress."

"I slept in, but it was an accident." Itsuki tried to explain. "I studied all the material last night, I just need to take the test."

"Unfortunately for you, you must be on time in order to take the exam." Iron Man stated. "Showing up on time is part of the test. You will automatically get a '0' on the placement test."

"Wait... but... that... means..." Itsuki muttered. "I'M GOING TO BE IN CLASS F!" T_T


About a month later, Itsuki came back to Fumizuki for his second year. He was looking at the Class A classroom and lemented on how his simple mistakehad dire consequences. I mean, Class A's room looked more like it belonged in a mansion than a school.

*This could have been my classroom...* Itsuki thought. *What am I so worried about? I only failed a placement test. I'm sure if I just stay on my normal path (minus the sleeping in), I might be able to climb my way back to the top. I mean, how worse can Class F's room be?*


Itsuki finally arrived at where Class F was and saw how dilapidated it was. The desks looked like they would be more useful in a kindergarten class and seemed a bit uneven and unbalanced. Also, the pillows were old and torn and there was mold coming out of the cracks in the floor. The room just looked like it wasn't being taken care of at all.

*You have GOT to be kidding me? !* Itsuki thought in disbelief. *This place is a complete shithole!*

Itsuki went up to one of the students, whom was male since he only saw one other girl there.

"Excuse me, do you know where the class rep is?" Itsuki asked him.

"Oh, you mean Yūji Sakamoto?" The student responded. "He's right over there."

Itsuki walked over to where the student pointed.

"Excuse me, are you the class rep, Yūji Sakamoto?" Itsuki asked.

"That's me." Yūji answered.

"Um, do you realize that this classroom has equipment that makes trying to learn very difficult?" Itsuki tapped on one of the desk tables, which then had its leg broken.

"That's how Fumizuki is." Yūji shrugged. "Nothing I can do about it. It's your own fault for failing the placement test."

"I only failed because I slept in, what's your excuse?" Itsuki asked.

"I guess that makes two of us who are lazy." Yūji said.

"... Anyway, do you know of the seating assignments?" Itsuki inquired.

"Oh? Sit wherever you want." Yūji answered.

"There are no assigned seats?" Itsuki questioned.

"Oh, and if you see a girl with short brown hair wearing the boys' uniform, that's a guy." Yūji told him.

Itsuki raised his eyebrow and then took a seat near the front of the classroom and sighed. His pillow seat had almost no cushion so sitting in it felt really weird.

*I wonder if the floor is more comfortable than this?* Itsuki wondered.

(Begin daydream)

Itsuki removed the cushion he was sitting on, but he then felt something bite his butt.

"Ow!" Itsuki said as he rubbed the afflicted area.

Suddenly, fungus erupted from his eyeballs and his face transfigured into some sort of fungal mutant, making clicking sounds with his tongue. He then ran over to one of the students, bit his neck, which killed him, then ran off out of the classroom.

(End daydream)

"... I better just stick with the cushion." Itsuki decided.

The classroom doors were then opened by a girl with short, purple hair, red irises in her eyes and a slender, yet petite body. Because there were a lot of guys in the room, they eyes were instantly drawn to her. She walked toward one of the only guys that wasn't staring at her like a drooling monkey.

"Excuse me, do you mind if I sit here?" She asked Itsuki.

"Hm? Oh, sure. I don't mind." Itsuki simply answered.

"Thank you." The girl sat down. "You're one of the only guys not staring at me."

"That's true." Itsuki said. "I only glanced. I like your hair; it's my favorite color."

"Are you trying to flirt with me?" She asked.

"No, I'm being entirely honest." Itsuki stated. "If I was trying to flirt with you, I'd be choking up. I don't exactly have the most confidence when it comes to asking girls out."

"Why is our equipment look like it came from the garbage?" She asked.

"Because Fumizuki believes that if we want to have a good school life, we have to earn it." Itsuki responded. "In fact, I wouldn't be here if I didn't sleep in through the placement tests."

"Wait, you slept in, too?" She asked.

"Yeah, I-Wait, does that mean you-?" Itsuki was about to ask.

"Yeah." She sighed. "I was helping a friend of mine study for a particular subject and I was so tired when I got home, I fell asleep without setting my alarm. When I woke up, it was already 10:00."

"At least you weren't thrown out of the school by Iron Man like an American football." Itsuki remembered a painful moment. "Although, I set my alarm and when it went off, I turned it off, went back to sleep and didn't bother to check the time until it was too late. God, I'm lazy. But I'm smart, I swear. I studied and if I made it on time, I'd be in Class A. Class B in the worst case scenario."

"Ayane Fukushima. (Age 16)" She said.

Itsuki looked at her.

"That's my name." Ayane clarified.

"Itsuki Kaito." He held out his hand toward her.

They shook their hands and then the homeroom teacher, Shin Fukuhara, walked in.

"Good morning, students." Mr. Fukuhara greeted in his typical, monotone voice. "I'm-"

Then a kid opened the door to the classroom and seemed baffled by the state of the classroom. That kid was none other than Akihisa Yoshii, the school idiot/'Baka'.

"This is no fair." Yoshii said. "This is violating my civil rights."

"At least you're not alone." Mr. Fukuhara said to him. "Why don't you sit down?"

"All right." Akihisa moaned. "Where do you want me to sit?"

"I don't care, wherever you want." Mr. Fukuhara answered.

"There's no assigned seating? !" Akihisa questioned.

Yoshii then proceeded to his seat, placed his bag on his desk, which caused it to wobble a bit, then sat on the flat cushion that was his seat.

"Uh, excuse me, my cushion thing seems to have run out of all of its cushion." Yoshii pointed out to the teacher.

"Please put up with it." Fukuhara told him.

There was then a chill caused by the draft, which was caused by a part of the window that was broken.

"Excuse me, there's a draft. It's cold in here." Akihisa told the teacher again.

"Please put up with it." Fukuhara repeated himself.

Then the leg of Yoshii's desk broke apart and the fell over a bit, which also caused his bag to fall off the table-er, desk.

"Excuse me, one of the legs of my short table broke." Yoshii complained again.

"Please put up with it." Fukuhara said a third time.

"Not possible!" Akihisa shouted.

"Ha ha ha!" Fukuhara chuckled. "I was just kidding." He then placed a small glue bottle on his podium.

*They weren't kidding when they said this place was brutal!* Itsuki thought to himself. *This place is as ruthless as a Call of Duty player.*

(Begin Flashback)

Itsuki was playing Call of Duty: Black Ops II on his American XBox360 online with other people. He was getting killed repeatedly.

"Who the **** keeps dying? !" A boy shouted over his microphone.

"Hey, I'm not the only one dying!" Itsuki shouted back. "Oh, just great! They're gonna freaking carpet bomb us now!"

"Uh, and who's fault is that?" The other guy rhetorically asked.

"The developers for giving people these overpowered weapons." Itsuki seemed to have an answer. "I swear, playing this online is always so frustrating. Now that I think about it, why the hell do I even play this?"

(End Flashback)

"Okay, yeah, I'm your homeroom teacher Mr. Fukuhara." He continued to greet himself to his students. "I look forward to teaching you and all that stuff."

Then his podium broke in half and fell over.

"I'll be right back with some tools." Fukuhara began to leave the room. "So you guys just study or whatever."

The students then proceeded to do whatever they want.

"Not the most motivated person here, is he?" Itsuki said.

"Honestly, I almost fell asleep listening to that guy's voice." Ayane agreed. "It's no wonder the people in this class hardly seemed motivated."

"ARE YOU TRYING TO CALL ME AN IDIOT? !"

Itsuki and Ayane turned around to see a girl with red hair tied up in a ponytail strangling Yoshii.

"I wouldn't want to piss her off." Itsuki commented. "Wait a minute, she's that German girl. What was her name again? ... Oh, yeah, Minami Shimada. She transferred here last year."

"I think I can see why she's in Class F." Ayane guessed. "Language barriers between countries with different styles of language and writing can be quite daunting."

Then a girl with short brown hair wearing a male uniform walked up to the group that consisted of Yoshii, Shimada and Sakamoto.

*Wow, there's another girl-* Itsuki was thinking before he remembered something. *Boy's uniform?*

(Begin Flashback)

"Oh, and if you see a girl with short brown hair wearing the boys' uniform, that's a guy." Yūji told him.

(End Flashback)

"She's quite pretty, that girl." Ayane commented on that person.

"Um, Ayane... that's a guy." Itsuki told her.

"What?" Ayane questioned.

"The class rep told me that a person of that description is a guy." Itsuki said.

"..." Ayane just remained silent, but then they overheard the conversation from that group again.

"If we could have one girl in this class, I'm glad it's you, Hideyoshi." Yoshii said to the seemingly female man.

Apparently, this comment had caused a vein to appear on Ayane's head. In almost no time flat, she managed to kick Akihisa in the face and send him flying through the wall. For the moment that she kicked Yoshii, Kōta Tsuchiya put his head against the floor and tried to angle his face so he could see her panties. Kōta then had a massive nosebleed and was squirming around the floor in the fetal position.

"I'm a girl, too, you know? !" Ayane shouted at the half-conscious Yoshii, who managed to pull himself from the hole in the wall.

"I'm sorry, who are you?" Minami asked.

"I'm Ayane Fukushima. I sit at the front of the class." She introduced herself.

"Oh yeah, you sit next to the guy who slept in during his placement tests." Yūji remembered.

"Hey, that was an accident." Itsuki walked over to them. "By the way, I'm Itsuki Kaito. And as you've already heard, the only reason I'm in this class is because I missed the placement tests."

"I'm Minami Shimada." Shimada addressed herself.

"Yūji Sakamoto, although you already know my name." Yūji said that to Itsuki. "You're already familiar with the school idiot, Akihisa Yoshii. And the guy wallowing in a pile of his own blood is Kōta Tsuchiya."

Kōta finally stood back up, with pieces of tissue paper shoved up his nose to halt the bleeding. "If you ever need pictures, I'm your guy."

"And I'm Hideyoshi Kinoshita." Hideyoshi greeted them. "And I know what you're thinking and I'd like to say that I'm a guy."

"Thanks, but Yūji kind of cleared that up with us already." Itsuki rubbed the back of his head. "If he didn't, who knows what would've went through my head. Uh... forget I just said that."

The door then opened again, this time by an adorable young girl with long, poofy hair.

"Hello?" The new girl asked. "Sorry I'm late."

Everyone in the class had their attention shift toward this new girl.

"I was at the nuse's office. It took longer than I thought it would." The new girl apologized.

"It's Himeji!" Yoshii seemed to recognize her.

"Ah! Yoshii, hi!" Himeji also seemed to recognize him.

Mizuki Himeji began to walk over towards Akihisa, all the guys in the class staring at her and mimbling something, most likely about her.

"How are you?" She asked him.

"I'm good, thanks for asking." Yoshii responded.

There was a moment of silence until the leg of Akihisa's table broke and table fell over and rolled a bit.

"Why is there a hole in the wall?" Himeji asked.

"You know how when it comes to women, men have several bullets they need to dodge?" Itsuki riddled. "Apparently, Yoshii doesn't know how to dodge them. Unlike flies."

A fly then enters the room and Itsuki chases after it. He pulls a flyswatter from out of nowhere and tries to smack it, but each swing kept missing. He tried several times to hit the fly, but it managed to escape outside.

"Damn those flying rat bastards!" Itsuki muttered.


Later that day, Itsuki was almost nodding off, so Ayane tapped his arm to wake him up a bit.

"Huh? Oh, sorry." Itsuki reacted. "The first day of school is always the laziest."

"Hey guys, listen up!" Yūji announced to the whole class. "As class representative, I have an idea! I think it's time we challenged Class E to a Summoner Test War!"

The class couldn't help but start talking.

"You want to have a Summoner Test War this soon? !" Itsuki was surprised.

"Don't you want better equipment?" Yūji asked.

All of the guys appeared to want better equipment based on their responses.

"All we need to do is win a few wars and the awesome equipment in Class A could be ours!" Yūji continued his speech. "We're going to prove to this school that Class F isn't just a bunch of losers! The bottom of the barrel! It's worth trying because we don't have anything to lose! And let's not forget that we have this guy!"

Yūji pointed to Akihisa.

"Huh?" Yoshii was confused. "Who? Me?"

"Most people don't know who he really is!" Yūji stated. "He's a probationary student!"

Most of the students gasped and started gossiping amongst themselves. Himeji then raised her hand.

"Is there something special about probationary students?" Mizuki asked.

"Not just anybody can be one." Yūji explained. "That title is only given to those who are academically challenged and not particularly motivated."

"In other words, he's stupid." Hideyoshi spoke up.

"Pretty much someone who's completely useless." Minami summed up.

"He sounds special, all right." Itsuki commented.

Yoshii groaned in frustration from the insults.

"All right, guys, who's in?" Yūji asked the students.

All of the students cheered. That pretty much settled it.

"I think it's the best idea to challenge Class E first." Yūji suggested. "Akihisa, since you're Class F's ambassador, you have to go to Class E and officially declare war on them."

Yoshii instantly became nervous. "Why me? Isn't declaring war usually for the lower-ranking classes? Or given help for it?"

"Nope, that kind of thing only happens in the movies." Yūji stated. "You're an important ambassador. They've got no choice but to respect you."

"Yeah, but..." Akihisa wasn't too fond of the idea.

Yūji then placed his hands on Akihisa's shoulders.

"Listen to me." Yūji told him. "This is an important mission that only you can do. You wouldn't want to let everybody down, would you?"

Yoshii finally nodded.

"How much you wanna bet he's gonna get beaten up?" Itsuki asked.


Sure enough.

"YOU LIED TO ME!" Yoshii yelled at Yūji.

Akihisa came back with bumps, bruises and insulting writing on his face. Yūji, Itsuki and Ayane were sitting at one of the desks playing cards.

"Told ya." Itsuki looked at Ayane.

"You expected this? !" Yoshii asked angrily.

"We all did." Yūji answered. "But I'm the class representative. Give me a little credit, will ya?"

"Don't pretend like you're sorry!" Yoshii yelled at him again.

"There's no going back now." Yūji said. "Are you ready? Isn't this what you wanted?"

"You're right." Yoshii nodded.

"You know, when I first got here, I didn't really care about any of you." Itsuki said. "But now that I've seen what you guys have to put up with, I feel sorry for you guys. Count me in, too."

"I agree with Itsuki." Ayane said.

"Looks like everyone's all in." Yūji said.


The next day, Class F went over their battle strategy for their ST war with Class E.

"We'll use Mr. Hasagawa as the teacher for the war." Yūji explained. "We'll need to secure him before he visits Class E during 5th period."

"Won't that mean the subject will be Math?" Yoshii asked.

"Sounds good to me." Minami said. "I'm like way good at Math."

"Indeed we'll use Math." Yūji confirmed.

"Are you any good at Math, Mizuki?" Minami asked.

"It's not my best, but I'm not bad at it." Mizuki responded.

"Yay! Maybe we can fight together!" Minami smiled.

"Unfortunately, she can't fight." Yūji pointed out. "The scores on our last test become our Avatar's offensive power. And the last test was...?"

"The placement test." Akihisa remembered.

"And since I left in the middle of the exam, all of my scores are 0." Mizuki stated.

*The same goes for my scores...* Itsuki thought. *And not just the two of us...* Itsuki looked at Ayane.

"But once the ST War starts, she'll be able to take a recovery test to make up for it." Yūji further explained. "All she has to do is take that test and then she'll be able to fight with the rest of us. The same goes for Kaito and Fukushima. We're counting on you guys."

Little did they know that someone was listening them this whole time.


The moment Mr. Hasagawa was kidnapp-I mean, detained by Class F, Yūji was ready for Class F to fight. Various students were placed outside to fend Class E's assault, because if they get to Yūji before Class F could get to Class E's rep, it's over. By the time Mizuki, Itsuki and Ayane made it to the room to take the recovery test, Mr. Nishimura had already taken several students to remedial classes. While they were taking the tests, Yūji and Yoshii were back in their classroom, the former about to take a nap. They barricaded the door using their short tables, which likely wouldn't hold off Class E for long.

"Um, Yūji, what's your big strategy?" Yoshii asked.

"I don't have one." Yūji answered, much to Akihisa's dismay. "The whole game depends on force and whoever's rep gets taken out first loses."

"But there's no way we're gonna be overwhelmed, is there?" Yoshii asked.

"We're being overwhelmed!" Minami yelled from the hallway. "We can't take much more of this!"

"Shit." Yoshii simply said.

"I'm not surprised, considering their scores are better than ours." Yūji commented. "If we keep fighting like we are now, we'll eventually lose."

"How can you be so calm about this? !" Akihisa questioned.

"Then again, Class E isn't that much smarter than us anyway." Yūji said. "It will take some time before they're able to beat us... which is exactly what I'm counting on."


Back in the recovery test room, Minami entered in a hurry.

"I need to take a recovery test, please!" Minami requested from the teacher.

*If Minami's having problems, I better finish this recovery test fast!* Itsuki thought as he began to work faster.

He wasn't kidding about his skills in Math. Simply reading over some of the problems and writing as fast as he could, he was able to complete a few tests before he decided it was time to head into the fray. Before he got up from his seat, he quickly glanced over at Mizuki to be surprised by how fast she was completing every single slip of paper that was handed to her.

*... Ho... ly... Crap.* Itsuki thought with wide eyes. *She's on a serious roll! Not even I could do that! How smart is this girl?*

Itsuki then went to walk outside and then quickly walked back in.

"We've got a problem." Itsuki told the girls. "Some of Class E is outside, waiting. My guess is that they don't want Shimada reaching back to E's rep so easily."

"What? ! Are you serious? !" Minami asked.

"Not sure if this follows their overall plan, so there's a chance that there are a few of students who got wise and thought they should provide a bit of extra protection and buy time." Itsuki hypothesized. "I'll go out there to take 'em out while the rest of you make it to homeroom."

Itsuki then went outside the classroom and walked toward the Class E members, about 5 total, that were standing at the edge of the ST field.

"We're not letting you pass!" One of the sudents told him.

"Actually, you're going to let me go." Itsuki smirked. "Summon!"

Itsuki summoned his Avatar, which was a miniature, chibby version of himself clad in knight armor all over his body, except for his head, carrying a sword, a crossbow and a spearon his back. The score that appeared above his Avatat's head was 205.

"T-205? !" One of the Class E students gasped. "How did he get a score that high? !"

"It's not my best work, since I had to rush, but it should suffice for now." Itsuki expressed. "I'm feeling the crossbow right now."

His Avatar pulls out its crossbow and aims for one of the Class E students' Avatars. He then fires it at its forehead and that student's score dropped to 0. As such, Iron Man came by and scooped up the failed student.

"Those who died, meet me in the remedial classrooms!" Nishimura shouted as he dragged him away.

"Who is next?" Itsuki dared.

"It doesn't matter! We can just combine our strength by teaming up!"

All of the Avatars from the 4 remaining Class E students combined, which were 54, 65, 52 and 50, totaling 221.

*Crap, I didn't think of that!* Itsuki slapped his forehead. *I really should have thought this through!*

"It's over!"

All four of the Class E Avatars were about to bring destruction down upon Itsuki's Avatar.

*This is it.* Itsuki thought as if he was about to die. *It's over... I only wish... that I had a girlfriend before I died! T_T*

Just then, something rushed in front of Itsuki's Avatar and blocked the attacks. Itsuki looked up and saw an Avatar that looked a lot like a chibby version of Ayane wearing a dark grey and black outfit consisting of a sleeveless waistcoat, a undershirt, knee-high boots, wrist guards, and thigh guards worn with sheer leggings and scabbards on the lower back. It appeared to have blocked the attack with a couple of kunai.

"Are you all right?" The real Ayane asked.

Itsuki looked up at her. "Y-Yeah, thanks to you."

"Mizuki, you go on ahead and make sure Yūji is safe!" Ayane turned around.

"Right!" Mizuki started running toward the Class F homeroom.

Her Avatar's score was 234, a little higher than Itsuki's. Her Avatar then pushed all of them back and threw kunai at each of them. Those students were then dragged off by Mr. Nishimura for remedial classes. Itsuki an Ayane then looked at each other.

"Thanks for the help." Itsuki said. "If you didn't come in when you did, I'd be in remedial classes and there is no way in hell I wanna go there."

Suddenly, the ST field shrunk and the hallways returned to normal. It was clear that the ST war was currently over. Itsuki and Ayane ran toward Class F's homeroom to make sure who won.


At the end of the day, it was Class F who had won the Summoner Test War. Eveyone was back in Class F's homeroom, including the losing Class E rep Hiromi Nakabayashi .

"You were amazing, Himeji!" Yoshii praised Mizuki's overwhelming victory. "We couldn't have won if you as stupid as we were!"

"We helped, you kno-N-never mind." Itsuki said.

"Thanks, that means a lot to me." Himeji smiled.

"This means that we get Class E's stuff, right?" Akihisa said. "It might not be THAT much better than our stuff, but at least it's better."

"Actually, we're not exchanging anything." Yūji pointed out. "Is that okay with you?"

"Who'd want your stuff, anyway?" Hiromi questioned somewhat insultingly.

"Then what was the point of all this?" Itsuki asked.

The classroom door was then opened by someone who looked a lot like Hideyoshi, except they were wearing the female uniform.

"Has everything been worked out?" The new person asked.

"Why are you dressed like that Hideyoshi?" Akihisa questioned. "I get it! You've finally accepted who you really are!"

"Um..." Hideyoshi responded. "I'm right here and still a guy."

"There's two Hideyoshis now? !" Yoshii seemed confused.

"No, you idiot. That's my twin sister." Hideyoshi pointed out.

"I'm older, too, by like 3 minutes." Hideyoshi's twin stated. "I'm Yūko Kinoshita. As ambassador of Class A, I challenge Class F! We are officially declaring war on you losers!"

Some of the people in the room panicked.

"Why? !" Yoshii asked. "What did we do? !"

"We won't take it easy on you." Yūko pointed out. "We'll crush you mercilessly."

"I feel the same way about that fly earlier." Itsuki expressed.

As if on cue, the fly that had appeared earlier buzzed about the room. Itsuki got the flyswatter again and chased after it. Once again, he failed to swat it before it could escape outside.

"Vendettaaaaa!" Itsuki shouted as he shook the flyswatter in his hand.

"Did you really swear a vendetta against a fly?" Hideyohsi questioned.

"It's more sensible than swearing a vendetta against an onion." Itsuki stated.


Later, Itsuki was about to leave the school when someone called out to him.

"Itsuki, wait up!"

Itsuki turned around to see Ayane trying to catch up with him.

"What is it, Ayane?" Itsuki asked.

"Well, it's just that..." Ayane tried to find the right words. "I'm feeling a bit hungry. And I wanted to know if you wanted something to eat."

"Now that you mention it, I am feeling kind of hungry." Itsuki realized. "What kind of food do you like?"

"How about that one coffee shop?" Ayane suggested. "I know that it's just coffee and sweets, but I thought we could just talk."

"Sounds good to me." Itsuki said.

As Ituski and Ayane left the school grounds, someone was watching them from behind a nearby tree with binoculars. That person was a girl with short, dark hair, a small figure and blue eyes who was wearing, obviously, the female Fumizuki Academy uniform.

"What are you doing?" Yūko asked as she suddenly appeared behind her, almost like a ninja.

"Daah ah ha!" The girl stumbled. "I-Nothing!"

"You've always been so weird." Yūko said.

"At least I'm not like my dad." The girl retorted. "He's been having a rough week at work, so he's kind of high right now."

(Begin Flashback)

The girl was sitting on her couch, watching television when a man comes by crawling on the floor like a worm.

"Dad, what are you doing?" She asked.

"I'm just soooooo reeeeelaaaaaaxed..." Her Dad moaned in a relaxed tone as he stretched on the floor. "hehehehehehehe... Oh, this carpet is soooo sooooft... Where did we get this?"

"You're the one who got us this carpet." The girl pointed out. "You should know."

"...Oooh yeaaaahhh..." Her Dad continued to giggle and moan on the floor.

(End Flashback)

"I'm sorry to hear that." Yūko said to her.

"Actually, it's not as bad as you'd think." The girl stated. "You know how there are different types of drunks?"

"I didn't think such a thing was possible." Yūko questioned.

"There are happy drunks, who are silly and goofy, while the mean drunks are the ones who beat up their families." The girl explained. "Whenever my dad needs a high, he uses drugs that just make him happy or relaxed. In other words, he's a silly junkie."

"It still sounds like something to be concerned about." Yūko commented.

"Yeah, it is." The girl agreed.