Midori, Ruby, and Literally Who arrived at Beacon's main hall where they find that Yang saved them a seat except for Literally Who.

"So, how was your walk?" Yang asked the two.

"Eeeeeeh." Midori shrugged.

"You wanna talk about it?" Yang asked.

"Yeah! Let me complain about this rude girl who just so coincidentally is behind me!" Ruby said as Weiss is coincidentally behind her.

"Sup." Weiss said to Ruby, who leaped up and shrieked.

"WAAAH~!" Ruby went onto Yang's arms Scooby-Doo style as Midori stood, ready to defend Ruby.

"Sorry, I have an obligation to defend Ruby like she's my property." Midori said.

"Hey! That's my job! Well, mostly it's my dad's job, but after he shut down or buried himself in work or whatever the writers want him to do nowadays, it's my job now!" Yang glared at Midori.

"Whatever, just keep that kid away from me." Weiss shot an icy cold glare at Midori.

"AHEM!" The group turned their attention to the old Headmaster who spoke into the microphone. The students waited for what he would say to kick off their year with the utmost anticipation. "You are all wastes of space," all the students dropped their jaws, "especially you, Mr. Jaune Arc," Jaune gulped, "you think after eighty years of doing this, we wouldn't immediately wise up to people using fake transcripts?" All the students then glared at Jaune. "At this point, the only reason we're not sending you home at this very instant is because I want you to humor me. Tomorrow will be your entrance exams, so you will prove to me that you're worth attending Beacon. The rest goes to all of you. If you can't handle this exam, then you might as well give up. The world is a harsh, unforgiving place. Ninety percent of the world is overrun with Grimm, and being a Huntsman requires you to fight them daily."

"Erm, Professor Ozpin," Ruby raised her arm, "we kinda attended this Academy for that very reason. To fight monsters."

"I know, but some people don't." With that, Ozpin glared at Jaune. "Promise me something, okay? Don't get yourself killed. As much as it humors me to see you bite off more than you can chew, I already have one vengeful relative of a dead freshman on my ass, I don't need another." Jaune began to tremble, which Midori took notice of. "Meeting adjourned. Awkwardly cut to the ballroom where you'll all have meaningful conversations."


Later that night, in the ballroom, Midori got into his pajamas, a simple black wife-beater and green shorts. There, he saw Yang on the other side looking at him and purring at him.

"… Um… Did the sister of my supposed friend just hit on me?" Yes, she did. Embrace it. "Erm, on second thought, maybe I'll go talk to that guy in the feetie pajamas." Feetie pajamas? What do you-

OH, FUCK NONONONONONONONONONONONONO! NO, YOU FUCKING DON'T!

"Hey, Jaune!" FUCKING USELESS ASS SELF-INSERT! "I couldn't help but overhear that old dude call you out."

"Well, he did say it in front of everyone…" The dumb blonde who isn't even that cute looked away and blushed.

"I wanna ask… You want to be a Huntsman?" Midori asked.

"… More than anything. I want to be a hero, just like my grandfather." Jaune said.

"Then…" Midori then took out his Bugvisor Drei. "Allow me to help."

"Wait a minute, you have a Gashacon weapon too!?" Jaune asked.

"Yeah, I do- Wait, what?" Yeah, what technically-me said!

"Oh man! When I got accepted into Beacon, I got this as well! Think Ozpin is humoring me by giving me an edge." Jaune then took out a pink Gashat…

Wait.

What?

No!

"W-why do you have Mighty Action X!?" YEAH! WHAT TECHNICALLY-ME SAID!

"I dunno. I just do. Came with this weird game console thing but it only seems to work as some wonky belt buckle." Jaune pretty much admitting he's freaking Ex-Aid. Which makes no fucking sense and I'm the dude writing it!

This was supposed to be a SI harem gacha game, not another Jaunefic. Midori, tap into your inner Kuroto Dan and take away his illegal copy!

"What!? No! We're forming a bond here!" The only bond you're gonna form is… Erm… Bonding your fist to his face! Yeah! "I apologize for my Creator, he's a little… possessive of his property." Don't address me as someone that petty! "You're not my dad!" I technically am!

"Hey, um… Midori, are you okay?" Jaune asked.

"O-oh, yeah. I'm fine. Look, Jaune, you inexplicably having a Gashat and a Gamer Driver could only mean bad news. You need the right equipment to use a Gamer Driver, which, if your story is exactly like Emu's and if I know Kamen Rider SIs, that's likely the case, means that there's an evil version of you running around. I mean, I died the first time around because I didn't have the right stuff. Just… Promise me you'll fight with just your weapons. If you use the Gamer Driver… It'd be like you're cheating all over." Midori said. Jaune just looked at the Gashat, then nodded. Then suddenly everything went dark as Blake on the other side blew out her candlelight.

SEE YOU NEXT GA-

W-what!? But there wasn't any actual fighting! No, fuck that!

Suddenly, students begin to scream as zombified Bugsters ran into the ballroom. In the center of the crowd was a large, bulky zombie with tons of cybernetic parts and even an armcannon. This was Adversary, the super-soldier experiment created by Mneg Pharmaceuticals, the villains from the game Dangerous Zombie.

"W-What!? WHY!? WHY ARE WE FIGHTING A MONSTER DURING OUR DOWNTIME!?" Midori asked.

BECAUSE WE NEED A GODDAMNED FIGHT IN THIS FANFIC AND BY GOD ARE YOU GONNA FIGHT!

"Ah fuck!" Midori said.

SEE YOU NEXT GAME!

N-no! We're not done here! WE NEED A FIGHT, DAMN IT!