It all started with an eraser.

There was no way for Keima to know about it but a single dropped eraser was the start of the branching point in his life.

It was white in color, surrounded by a black sleeve. A normal everyday eraser that bounced from a table, seemingly throwing itself across the floor as it landed near his feet.

"Ah sorry, could you fetch the eraser for me?" a girl's voice spoke from behind him.

He looked at her, then at the eraser at his feet and sighed. For a few seconds, he considered not helping her, but it was highly ironic that this happened just after he spoke his words.

'Saving girls and guiding them to an ending. That's my... my important mission!'

Was this an absurd test from the rail? Was this constituted as a save? His eyes flickered back to the girl for a second. She was a mob character, a background. He didn't need to fear, this wouldn't trigger a flag.

Confident that it was save, he picked the eraser up and walked over to the girl. A faint smile on his lips he passed it into her waiting hands.

"Be more careful, Urara."

Walking back to his seat, it was easy for him to miss the slight blush that appeared on her cheeks as he went back to his game. If he did, perhaps he would have been more careful.

(perspective change)

Her name, it was a long time ago that someone called her by her birth name. Since the first semester, she was always been elevated from the rest of the class, becoming the class representative, and being given the unofficial title of class rep.

Of course, she had some friends, but even they called her by Shiratori-chan, or Shiratori-san.

She tried to calm her thumping heart, shaking her head in a small effort to calm herself down. Why was her heartbeat speeding up? This was the Otamega. The pervert, useless freak in the class.

But, was he so bad? Recently, Ayumi has started calling him Katsuragi, Chihiro seemed more 'upbeat' when speaking about him. There were even rumors that he was once Kusunoki-sempai's student.

And she could recall just a few months ago, that he was the first person whom spoke bad about the class. What did he say again?

'Geez, I can't believe Nagase even tries. There's no use in doing anything to this bug-ridden bunch.'

At that moment, she was ready to scold the Otamega proper, but he seemed to have vanished in thin air. Wait, why didn't she notice that before?

Huh? When did that happened? Did it happen?

Confused, she looked at Keima whom was angrily chatting away with his sister in suspicion.

Her memories were hazy, she couldn't recall the incident. She glared once more at Keima playing his games and ignoring the lesson before releasing a sigh and looking down into her notes.

* 100% test scores

* plays games all the time

* is antisocial

* has an improved relationship with Ayumi and Chihiro. (Elsie improvement strategy)

? Is called kami-nii sama by his sister.

? was a student of sempai?

It was suspicious. But even so, there was very little she could do about it. Still... it would be nice if she could get 100% scores on her exams like him. She's the class rep, she must be the best after all. Could Keima be some sort of genius? What was his study methods?

By the end of the day, Urara was resolved, she'll get to the test score secret out from Keima Katsuragi. Her journal diary was for the first time, filled with her intrigue for her fellow classmate.