Act I: Part II


Kuroki "I will infiltrate the classroom from behind."

Mutou "I'll take that as a no, then. Your seat is in the back row, you get a window seat."

He sighs, and enters the classroom from the front. I hear him start the lesson.

That's the signal.

I take out my cardboard box, cover myself with it, and silently move to the classroom's back door.

On the way, I meet another curious box, It reads "THE ORANGE" in capital letters. Wait, this is japan, why is there english on that box?

I ignore it, and continue towards the back door.

I reach the door, and remove my cover.

I grab the handle. Slowly, and silently, I slide the door open until there's just enough room for me to fit through. I slip inside the classroom, undetected.

As expected, Mutou uses his boring lesson to put most of the class to sleep. I close the door as quietly as I opened it, and make my way to my seat next to the window.

I manage to sit down without the person next to me noticing.

MISSION ACCOMPLISHED


10:00

I made it through the first morning class without being noticed, but it was short lived.

The student next to me noticed me after class. She fell out of her chair when she noticed me, which managed to attract the attention of the whole class.

This was the first time I saw the faces of all my classmates. The most notable ones were a pink haired girl, who had her hair done up in what looked like drills (I think?), A dark skinned girl wearing a men's dress shirt and tie, and last but not least, A girl with long, dark hair that covered half of her face.

The pink haired drills girl skips over to me, wearing a stupid grin and looking like she had just won the lottery.

She's skipping? Oh god, help me.

Drills Girl "You appeared out of nowhere, you look kinda like a male version of that girl from the anime with the cursed classroom!"

I resist the urge to slam my face into my desk.

Kuroki "Are you seriously comparing me to an anime character? And while I'm at it, You're comparing me to that character?"

Drills Girl "Yeah! I mean, You did appear without anybody noticing, and you have the eyepatch, too! WAHAHAHA!"

Once again, I resist the urge to facedesk, and treat her to a cold stare.

Drills Girl "What's your name, Nazonoko?" ("Nazo no ko" literally translates to "The mystery of the child". In this case is means "mystery child".)

Kuroki "My name is Makina Kuroki, and there's nothing mysterious about me."

Drills Girl "No way! You are totally mysterious, Kucchan!"

Geh! "Kucchan"? That's what my mother calls me!

Kuroki "While on the subject of nicknames, let me give you one."

Drills Girl "Eh?"

The smile vanishes from her face, replaced by a look of confusion.

Kuroki "I have a name perfect for you."

I angle my head at windows just right, so that a shadow crosses one side my face. I give her a cold smile and say in a low voice:

Kuroki "From now on, I will call you "Dirirunoko". ("Diriru no ko" translates to "Child of drills", I think you can see where I'm going with this.)

The girl gasps, nearly falls over, and points at me.

Dirirunoko "That's the worst nickname I've ever heard! I can't believe you would create such an awful nickname for me!"

Kuroki "Really? Just call me by my name from now on, and I'll call you..."

Misha "Mikado Shiina, You can just call me Misha if you want, I guess..."

She finishes the sentence with a sigh, looking incredible drained. She slumps over my desk with the noise of a dying cow.

Kuroki "Okay, Nice to meet you, Shiina."

I say it in a cheerful voice, which earns me a death glare.

Another girl walks over and taps Misha on her shoulder.

The new visitor has questionable dark blue hair and a pair of oval shaped eyeglasses propped upon a dainty nose.

Once the glasses girl gets Misha's attention, she makes a few gestures with her hands.

Sign language.

Glasses Girl [What's wrong, Misha?]

Misha [Shicchan! This person is not cut out for Student Council! He's really mean, and he gave me a terrible nickname!]

I sigh. I can understand them perfectly, but I'll wait until she says something really awful about me to let them know.

Glasses Girl [How terrible?]

Misha [The Nazonoko called me... He called me... Let me write it down!]

Kuroki [The Nazonoko called her "Child of Drills", as payback for being called "Nazonoko".]

Misha stares at me with a dumbfounded look on her face, While "Shicchan" tilts her head, and signs something to me.

Glasses Girl [You can understand sign?]

I nod. This brings a grin to her face.

Shizune [I'm the class rep, Hakamichi Shizune. Are you the new transfer student?]

Kuroki [Yes. I'm Makina Kuroki. It seems like I broke Misha. I apologize, she kind of annoyed me by calling me a mysterious child behind my back.]

I look at the clock.

Kuroki [The break's about to end. Do you think you could show me where the cafeteria is after class? Tell Misha that I'll treat her as an apology.]

Shizune nods, then pulls Misha back to her seat.

I then remember a part of the conversation Misha had with Shizune.

Student Council.

Did they want to recruit me?

I begin to think that maybe it wasn't such a good idea asking Shizune and Misha to lunch.

Well, I guess it's too late to think about that now.

The bell rings, everybody sits down, and I prepare for another boring lesson.