Satoshi Kaito was here again. She was walking with her boyfriend Oga and I was groaning at how they were making out. It wasn't surprising that I spotted silver just a few meters away from them with a solemn, jealous, expression.

Ha, he looks like he got punch in the dick.

"Beware the evil slut," some guy growled next to me.

"What the hell?" I gasped. I turned my head to look at what could apparently be described as a hobo/priest blind guy ranting about demons.

"The hell beast is in front of us, and I can smell an evil slut."

He was blind. A blind fucking priest. How does that even work. I glance back to see Kaito dragging Oga away for some reason.

Meh, maybe she's going to drag him into a locker and rape him.

I glance back at the rambling blind priest, and take a few steps back when this guy just shoves something in his mouth.

I heard him mumble something like; "Get in the flask," before I turned away.

What the fuck is wrong with this story?


On a Dirt Road


This was awkward, I thought.

I snorted because I knew I wasn't the only one who thought this.

Apparently, Misaki was too since she just glanced back and forth between Tatsumi, Hilda, and I.

"So," she said, getting the attention of everyone in the table. "Is this like some love triangle or something?"

I titled my head and just looked at her.

Like really looked at her you know.

"What the hell sis!"

Well, leave it to Oga to answer an unspoken question.

Oh, did I mention that the baby was glaring at me; and that Hilda was cooing at him.

This just got weirder.

I'm serious.

"My son!" His father cried. "How could you lose!"

Was Tatsumi adopted by any chance, I just have to ask.

"Dad!" the mom scolded. "Tatsumi won't lose. Right Hilda-chan?"

Hilda looked at Tatsumi. "Trash."

The father cried even further.

I sweat-dropped.

How the hell did these two manage to produce such devil children?

Cause you have to admit, their mom is sweat (I think), and their father is a fucking pussy. His only known way to attack is to grovel.

Trust me, I had first hands experience.

"It's okay Mr. Oga. I have no interest in Hilda," I spoke. "I'm mean sure she's attractive you know." I gave a quick look. I leaned towards him, and glanced around. "But she's a bit of a bitch," I whispered.

He started to cry.

"He touched your boobies already Hilda-chan?"

I gawked at how My. Oga just twisted my words into hell. That asshole.

"I-I never said that!"

"Wow, I didn't know you had it in you," Misaki spoke with food in her mouth.

Tatsumi wasn't even paying attention, I guess.

Hilda, she was just sipping her tea, eating as sophisticated as you could get, and occasionally gave that baby (who was glaring at him) food like some dog.

Mrs. Oga dropped her fork.

Oh shit.

"Uh," I glanced around and finally looked at my half-eaten plate. "Well, I have to leave now, hehe; work and all you know."

I stood from the table, deposited my content in the sink, and said "bye" fore running the hell out of there.

I was NOT going to stick around for that.

Hell no.


It was early morning when I woke up.

I was cranky and pissed off for some reason; and I really wanted to punch something as a result.

I grabbed my things after a quick shower and left.

Walking towards Ishiyama High, I couldn't help but think about the things that had happened to me the past two days.

I have to admit, it was kind of exciting.

Even though I was almost killed yesterday, I couldn't help but see what today might bring.

Heh, maybe I'll get laid? Who knows.

But, the frown I was trying to keep down eventually worked itself onto my face.

Why am I so pissed? I wondered all of a sudden.

And; It didn't really help that a voice was nagging at me from the back of my subconscious.

'You're pathetic. You can't do anything. You're nipples are pink."

I... don't really know how to respond to that.

Am I going insane to be insulting myself?

'You have a little penis. And you can't get it up. You have a man-gina.'

I sighed, I must be going insane.

I forced that voice down because really, he's (me?) making feel self-conscious and uneasy.

I sighed again...

"Hey! What the hell?"

...and in my idiocy, I pumped into someone.

"Who the hell do you think you are? hm?"

I looked at the guy.

And I was left wondering why he had some many piercings?

Oh, yeah, I deadpanned to myself. Delinquent.

"Oi, do you know who you just pumped into? This is Kanzaki-san! One of the four kings of Ishyama!"

I turned my attention to the big guy with the twin tails. "And?' I asked dryly.

I could give a rat-ass about them.

"Oh? A wise guy, eh? I know how to deal with wise guys."

The guy with the piercings rushed at me and jumped in the air. He somersaulted and was going to do a drop kick on my head, I think. But, I didn't really care either way.

Since I was pissed already, I took advantage of my pissy-ness and rushed as well. I blocked the kick by placing my forearm under his leg, and gave him a hard uppercut with my other arm.

He flew in the air, but I didn't let up.

As the guy went over the tall guy's head (who was shocked at my badassery) I rushed again and jumped myself onto the tall guy's shoulder and used it as a spring to launch myself towards the other guy. I somersaulted and delivered a hay maker of a dropkick on his chest.

We both hit the ground at the same time but with him having a second head start.

I rolled away and watched in satisfaction at how the big guy gawked at me.

I eventually looked around and saw everyone staring at me with the same expression.

I smirked.

'You're still a pussy.'

And, it seems my mood only lasted for a second.

Damn my subconscious!