It was just another normal day—or rather, normally abnormal—for the class 1 – 7. It is now only two weeks before autumn break starts and that basically means that their days as freshmen high school students is has basically ended and they would become officially second year students by the time school resumes on the second week April. Right now, the class has been as noisy as usual and their homeroom teacher isn't yet present.

"Damn my rotten luck…"

A spiky haired boy who goes by the name Kamijou Touma had just yawned as he sleeps in his desk. This boy, who possesses the power called Imagine Breaker in his right hand, got rather early in his class as his partner Index mysteriously didn't bother him and that his day got off to a smooth start. But as much as this would be much trivial to a normal person, this is something that has caught the boy with alarm.

I'm supposed to be unlucky, right?

For once, he knew that if there is something called good luck going on, it means that this would be paid by misfortune twice or even thrice the daily doses of bad luck he usually had. And seriously, I wouldn't want any of that!

As Kamijou slept on his desk, he then spotted his friends Tsuchimikado Motoharu and Aogami pierce having their usual perverted discussions while Himegami Aisa was busy sleeping as well. Another normal day after a rough battle some months back. He had just came home from England after dealing with Coronzon and right now, he felt he could at least reward himself with a nice sleep in class. Index and Othinus certainly didn't bother me so maybe I'll take this as a sign—

"Hey, you two!"

The whole class suddenly got silenced by the voice of one of the most feared class dictators who goes by the name Fukiyose Seiri. The woman, nicknamed the Iron Wall Girl for being able to "resist" the charms of Kamijou and Forehead Deluxe for her wide forehead, caught a certain pair of blue and blonde, whose debate turned into another argument and eventually, a fistfight ensued between the two.

As the two bickered, Fukiyose then intervened and in a matter of minutes, the two were reduced to a heap of burned pile that is now lying prostrate on the floor. After that, Fukiyose turned her sights towards a certain spiky haired boy and roared. "Kamijou! Were you involved in this too?!"

"No!" The raven vehemently denied as he raises his hands in an attempt to calm her down. "I was just here sleeping, Fukiyose-sama!"

"Stop calling me Fukiyose-sama!" It seemed that his plan to pacify her has backfired as her fists ended up connecting with his jaw and he stumbled backwards violently on the floor.

Ironically, he was a bit happy as his world becomes black.

My first bad luck. At least, it's reassured that I won't have to deal with anything bigger than that.

Or so he thought.

The class went smoothly for the whole day. Except for a certain Delta Force that had to be sent to the clinic and stayed there for at least an hour, it was pretty much normal. Komoe Tsukuyomi was at her usual self as she lectured Kamijou about being responsible in his own grades since it looks like he barely made it—just enough to get to be promoted to second year high school.

"Neh, Kamijou-chan, I asked Fukiyose-chan to tutor you starting today." Komoe suddenly announced rather happily as the mentioned boy fell off from his chair.

"Hah?! Komoe-sensei! But—" The spiky haired boy tried to object but was cut off by Fukiyose.

"Kamijou, shut your babbling mouth! Let sensei finish first." The busty girl snarled at him. "Besides, it's an order from her so I have to accept it. Just be thankful someone is dealing with your head full of air."

Do your really have to put it like that, Fukiyose? Kamijou groaned mentally as he despairs. He knew he'll have to explain to Index when he gets home late. And she's scary when she doesn't get to eat early.

"Fine, sensei. If that's the only way to maintain my grades, then it's not like I can refuse." Kamijou shrugged as he simply let fate get into its own course.

"Kamijou, such attituted is not acceptable. In your case, maintaining your grades isn't just enough." Fukiyose began to lecture him. "Try to change your negative and lazy perception and start to strive towards a more productive future. Otherwise, you'll end up as a good-for-nothing in the society or worse, a criminal and a delinquent who got involved in drugs and other illegal activities."

Kamijou was tempted to cover his ears as he was enduring another round of lecturing from their class acting representative—although technically, it was Aogami who was the real class representative.

Speaking of the bluenette, Kamijou was wondering why his fellow Delta friends, who were enjoying the whole scene between him and Fukiyose, didn't get reprimanded that much. Sometimes, being in the open area punching someone is a better life than being stuck in the classroom. He sighed as he saw Aogami talking his usual rubbish such as Fukiyose finally falling into his arms.

That's stupid, Aogami.

After classes, as ordered by Komoe, Kamijou and Fukiyose would be having a study session at her own dormitory. The boy wanted to complain as he girl who's going to teach him ended up dumping her belongings to him but she countered, saying that that's the least he can do as she's going to teach him for free. Unable to come up with a retort, Kamijou blankly followed Fukiyose on their way to her dormitory, which isn't that far from his own dormitory where Index and Othinus is currently staying. While walking, the two talked a lot of random stuff, one which included the heat wave incident last December 7 to 9. Fukiyose didn't want to admit it but she was grateful to the boy for saving her life back there and she was still thinking up to now how to make up for it.

Maybe I could start here.

After some few more minutes, they finally reach her dormitory, which is nothing fancy but nothing shabby as well. In fact, it's very similar to the one that Kamijou resides in. After getting inside the room of the Forehead Deluxe, the two wasted no time and they immediately sat down on the floor. After that, Fukiyose had taken out Kamijou's test results in the past, handed to her by Komoe herself, and began to scan it while the boy simply smiled nervously.

Science: 20

English: 49

Math: 0

Social Studies: 69

Japanese: 71

"Hnn." Fukiyose sighed in irritation as he shoved the paper in his face. "Well, I do admit that this is a bit of an improvement compared to your last test but considering that your math is zero, which is so amazing in itself that it's very abnormal, I guess you have to get to my level."

She then took out her own test results which is a far cry to his scores.

Science: 91

English: 95

Math: 97

Social Studies: 95

Japanese: 100

"Of course, your smart…" Kamijou whispered as he adds. "Such misfortune."

Considering the circumstances, they started in mathematics. But after just thirty minutes, Kamijou began to drain up as he simply was having a hard time in secant, tangents, and the other basics in trigonometry. Seeing the time and the face of the boy, Fukiyose then stood up before going to the kitchen. After two minutes, she then went back with a tray containing two cups of what looks like to be hot liquid.

"What's that? Some kind of tea?" Kamijou asked.

"Idiot. It's a special drink that I have seen on the Internet that can help your brain stimulation become faster." Fukiyose explains as she lays down the tray. "I had yet to try this so I took this as an opportunity."

"Uhm…isn't just that one of those phony health products you usually buy on stores?" Kamijou asked again, feeling drained as he looks at his cup, which had a greenish-blue color and an aroma of ginseng.

"Sh-Shut up! Just drink it! It would help your idiot brain work!" Fukiyose was flustered as she takes a sip. Kamijou shrugged as he too began to drink the warm tea-like substance.

The taste seemed like that of a normal tea. However…

"It-It tasted funny…" Kamijou stuttered as soon as he finished drinking his hot drink. He cannot be blamed as it was an entirely unfamiliar brand to him.

And for some reason, something's not right.

"W-What is this feeling?!" He was suddenly feeling restless, sweaty, and most of all…hormonal?

He managed to look one more time with Fukiyose but the way her face looks now had shocked him out of his wits. Her brown eyes are narrowing but for the wrong reason. Frankly speaking, it looks like the Forehead Deluxe got aroused and her target was none other than the only person present at her dorm.

After that, every bit of remaining logical sense in the Kamijou's mind has drifted away as if his world has just gotten black.