Hi hi! I'm back again, and this time, I have Chapter Three of Damn that Guy! Starring...

Dun dun dun...

Shiori Shiomiya, our favourite cutie librarian who leaks moe wherever she goes.

That being said, enjoy the ride.


Shiori Shiomiya plopped on a cushion by foot of a tree, and sighed happily. It had been a pretty busy week, and this was the first time all week that she had gotten to sit down somewhere and just read peacefully. When she was comfortable, she opened to her bookmark and continued…

'Hikari flicked the switch of her flashlight, but nothing shone at all. She scowled at the innocent object, but it made no difference. She made a note to put new batteries when she got home… if she got home. She looked around nervously in the dark room. She got herself in a pinch which she was 90% certain she could not get herself out of. She gripped the flashlight: even though it was a useless light source, she was certain it would make a decent weapon.'

Shiori shivered slightly, remembering the previous chapter. She was fairly sure someone, or something, had been following Hikari as soon as she entered that building, and honestly, she was certain that Hikari wouldn't survive the night. Shiori gulped and continued…

'Hikari closed her eyes and hugged her legs to her chest. It did not bring any comfort, but just amplified the creaking sounds. Her eyes snapped open, but the only discernable object near her was the table legs which she was hiding nearby. She sat, dead still, until her eyes got used to the darkness. As she sat, the creaking sounds got louder and louder. She squeezed her eyes and willed herself to disappear into the wooden planks below her. No such luck… The creaking was nearly deafening her now. She could swear the crunching sounds were nearby her head.'

Shiori snapped herself out of the book, her heart pounding in anticipation. Still, she noticed the sky was getting darker. It was probably going to rain soon. She sighed, disappointed. She decided she'd finish the page then go indoors.

'She breathed a sigh and felt calmer. She could feel something heavy on her arm, so it probably knew of her existence. She tightened her grip on the flashlight and opened her eyes…

Shiori shrieked and toppled sideways. The body belonging to the arm that grabbed her also fell. She rubbed where her head where it banged on the ground, when she noticed a certain someone slumped on her lap, looking completely disorientated.

She squeaked and shoved the body off her with all her strength. He fell again, just as unceremoniously as before. She stood up, breathing heavily and holding onto her book for dear life. By then, the boy, Keima Katsuragi, who had been on the ground was now on his feet, pushing his glasses up his nose. Of course, that would have looked smarter, had his face not been covered in mud. She laughed quietly at the sight.

"You've got something on your face, Katsuragi-kun," she said, trying to hide her laughter. He quickly rubbed his face, but that didn't help much. Shiori started laughing even harder. He didn't take it so well.

"It started raining, so I wanted to call you inside. It was your fault this happened in the first place." He replied angrily, but Shiori really couldn't take him seriously. Her laughter got even louder. He scowled.

"Hikari didn't die. It turned out she ended up in some delusion of hers, and she wasn't even in that dark room." That shut her up. Keima smiled triumphantly. Shiori's face contorted with anger.

"I-I wasn't there yet, Baka!" she shook her hands, which had clenched themselves.

"Think about that next time to laugh at someone," he replied, walking out of the rain. She looked at the book in her hands, which was starting to get wet. Her jaw clenched, and she screamed into the rain.

"DAMN THAT GUY!"


Yeah, sorry Gamingguyunknown1. This chapter didn't really turn into her writing a book at all.

I do quite like that idea, so I'll probably keep it for another day.

So, as usual, Thank you to those who followed and favourited this story. Heck, thank you guys for just reading.

As Shiori says, books are meant for reading.

Keep reading, you guys. I'll see you in a couple of days.