Chapter 2: The Jerk
'Echizen, why haven't I seen you with a girl before?'
'Simple. They're annoying.'
'See Echizen, this is why you can't get a girlfriend.'
'Hn. You know I can ask just one of these drooling girls over here to be my girlfriend right?'
'You're too boastful for your own good, brat.'
'You know senpai. It's not really a matter of 'can't'; it's the matter of 'don't want to.'
'As I can see you know that almost everyone here swoons over you. Why don't just give them a chance? It's not like you have better things to do.'
'I do. And I don't wanna spend my free time with those clingy parasites.'
'Whoa. Whoa. My Ann is not a clingy parasite!'
'Whatever.'
'And what do you mean by you have better things to do? Things like cuddle with your cat?'
Ryoma paused from walking and threw Momo a glare. 'Shut-up.'
'Ha! I knew it! You know, if you love your cat so much, you should just marry it.'
'Karupin is not an it, it is a he.'
'See what I mean?'
'Talking to you is nonsense.'
'Your life is nonsense.'
'So you're saying being a love-sick crack-head like you, can bring 'sense' to my life?'
'Yes. All you need to do is find that one girl and everything will just fall into place.'
'Oh, gee. Get away from me.'
'Hmp. You're just acting that way Echizen but I know someday, you'll be worse than me.'
'Hn. In your dreams.'
Meet Ryoma Echizen, middle name: rich, popular, good-looking, well-toned, guy of every girl's dreams, and eternal royal Highness of Jerkness.
'What's for menu today? I'm starving!' muttered Momoshiro Takeshi as they made their way inside the school canteen.
'You're always starving. Anyway, buy your food already, those crazy piranhas are giving me the look again.'
- BAM!-
what the !#$%%^&%$^$%?
'Oops?' then followed a frightened giggle.
'Seems like not everyone's staring, this one didn't seem to see you.'
Ryoma Echizen is drenched.
The girls gasped in a hitched intake of breath first from shock, then, eyes trailing, feasting their eyes with the way his shirt was clinging to his well-toned torso now sticky with the disgustingly sweet, girly girl refreshment. Yech!
Then he heard the boys stifle their laughter. He's sure that whatever's going on with their empty minds right now included a waka-waka dance celebration for the public humiliation suffered by their most envied pop-guy and worshipping whoever this stupid guy who did this to him.
Speaking of the criminal, he averted his gaze to the 'going-to-be-dead guy'.
But wait- what he thought was a he- turned out to be a she. A 'six-year-old-who-dresses-up-like-a-grandma-four-eyed-nerd'
'Hey you.'
'Me?' the 'drencher pointed a finger to herself.
'No, the one from the corner. Of course it's you, your brain stopped working nerd?'
The girl looked offended but shrugged it off in an instant.
'What's your name?'
"S-sakuno. Sakuno Ry-ryuuzaki.'
Ryoma Smirked.
Ryuuzaki huh? Oh-ho-ho-ho. Well, you've just purchased your deathbed. 'Cause no one embarrasses Ryoma Echizen.
