Hello all this chapter took some time to figure out the only reason why was because this chapter would absolutely determine the next events in this fic from the small parts all the way to the far end parts.
So yeah this chapter took some time to figure out and I also have many other projects I have on my mind so I'm sorry that this fic isn't always on my mind 24/7.
Other than that I hope you all enjoy!
Chapter 7 contracts, plans and revenge! (but revenge will be later!)
Dear… something
I don't know really I need to come up with a name for these stupid log entry thingies.
It looks like last night was rather eventful. One minute I'm in the middle of doing one thing and next thing I know I've got another supposed shit show on the way.
I mean I had traumatic images of killing people with a gun and today I'm most likely going to be using said gun today. Jesus talk about a back to back mess.
Still though it makes me wonder… What is Moka going to do?
Or that's what I did wonder, now on the other hand…
Boy's Dorm
"Man I'm buggered." Hamish exclaimed tiredly the day and day previously seemingly taking a large toll at the teens body and mind.
"God I hate being tutored but still at least it's better than doing nothing." Hamish admitted, stretching his arms above his head before letting a low yawn.
The boys that hung around the hallway seemingly moved out of the way from the secret human as he made his way through.
'Weird, usually these guys immediately move their heads away or sometimes run into their rooms.' Hamish mentally noted before stopping in one place when he saw a group of people huddled around outside a room, Hamish's room
"Oh shit, hey Hamish." one of the people in the group said, getting everyone's attention as they all looked at the teen with various expressions of nervousness or fear.
"Uuuuuh yo… what's up?" Hamish asked confused as to what was going on with the people and was slightly on edge as his hand moved to his bag only to watch as the group quickly and silently moved backwards and away to reveal his door.
Slowly and cautiously walking over Hamish noted how his door was barely hanging off its hinges so just before he even looked any further he turned his head to the group who all still had their heads tilted down as if to say that what they saw was rather shameful of somesorts.
"Do I even want to look inside?" Hamish simply asked, the one in front of the group being the one who mentioned Hamish was here looked at him regretfully in the eyes.
"Depends, will you hurt us?" He asked fear dripping off the tip of his tongue.
"Did you do anything to my room?" Hamish quickly fired back, his immediate response was given in the many forms of many heads shaking from side to side. "Then you don't have a problem, unless you know someone who did the thing that I have yet to see."
"Uh well we do know and-"
Hamish quickly held his hand up with one finger stopping the teen from speaking as he slowly started to walk around to his door of his room and looked inside.
Hamish's expression went from his usual dull blank face into that of blank contempt.
Everything from his bed to his closet was thrown around as words of kanji were sprayed on the wall, his clothes and his things were all thrown about.
"Hey." Hamish called to one of the people who were still watching Hamish. "Uh can one of you tell me what this means, I'm actually not that well versed with kanji like at all." Hamish requested, his voice rather casual and didn't have an undertone of anger or malice.
"Uh yeah," one of the spectators exclaimed before walking in and standing about a metre away from Hamish, he was rather scared to be anywhere near the teen but decided to be brave and stand near him. "It says… 'Stay away from our Yukari, Kurumu and Moka or else.' That's all-oh wait no, there is a PS 'you are a dirty gaijin, go back to where you came from.' uuuuh."
The teen who spoke the message felt rather awkward but at the same time felt rather displeased with the PS message he had read out.
"Well… this is a first." Hamish slowly spoke, his face still blank, but the teen who stood nearby noticed how Hamish's hands were starting to turn white and started to slowly shake before suddenly stopping.
"I'm sorry guys but can I have some time to fix my room before you can tell me who did this to my room?" Hamish asked, his tone of voice now rather pleasant instead of a blank tone.
Immediately everyone moved away finally leaving Hamish to slowly take a deep breath in and out.
"Fuck waiting." I muttered as I slowly began moving things back to their places. "I'm going to fucking kick their damn teeth in and then I'm going to blow their fucking knee caps off."
The next day
Class 1B
Hamish let out a tired yawn as he sat at his desk, his hoodie was thrown on him like a blanket while his head lightly rested on his arms.
"You look tired," Hamish looked up and saw Kurumu standing nearby, her head tilted while she had a worrisome frown on his face. "I heard this morning that something happened to your room last night, you must have been up all night cleaning it." Kurumu expressed her worry further while Hamish grunted in response.
"Hmph you don't have to be mean about it." Kurumu spoke with an over exaggerated pout before letting a large smile grace her face. "You know I heard there's a good way to bring one's spirit up." Kurumu continued, her arms behind her back while she leaned over Hamish with her head just inches away from the young man.
"A good massage from a pretty girl can make any boy feel better." Kurumu whispered hotly into Hamish's ear, she watched as he flinched and immediately had a large grin on her face seeing as her bait was working. "You just need to find a room to ourselves and I can bring all the essential oils along hehehe."
'God fucking help me my dick is on fucking fire!' Hamish thought desperately as he sat still, his face was void of his previous exhaustion and his was replaced with a wide eyed red faced expression. 'She is younger and you are older, she is younger and you are older, she is younger and I wonder if she would be down for step sibling plaaaaaay-FUCKING TEENAGE DIRTY MIND SHIT!'
While Hamish dealt with his twisted mind Kurumu let out a giggle as she saw Hamish was probably going through a mental breakdown.
"Morning Kurumu." Moka's voice caught the succubus's attention, Kurumu moved her head away from her current entertainment and to her friend.
"Ah morning Moka, where were you this morning? I had to go on without you." Kurumu questioned the pink haired vampire.
"Hehehe about that, I had to double check my homework this morning, oh morning Hamish." Moka greeted Hamish who was now sitting up, his expression still looking tired but he no longer looked ready to drop into a sleep filled coma.
"Morning, homework, what are you thinking that your perfect score might endanger Ms top twenties spot?" Hamish questioned with a light teasing tone, something neither Kurumu or Moka have heard come out of Hamish before but regardless they ignored their first instincts of questioning him and just giggled.
"No I was just worried I didn't use the correct theories in my math homework so I double checked it this morning." Moka said, sounding rather pleased with herself.
"Heh Nerd." Was the only thing that came out of Hamish's mouth, but it was said with such fondness that Moka seemed to blush.
"Hey Hamish!" Hearing my name being called out Hamish looked over to the back entrance to the class and watched as a couple people walked in. They looked rather nervous if the red on the cheeks said anything.
"Oh… well looks like I'm going to have to take this, be right back." Hamish exclaimed, as he got up his face turned into that of a pleased merchant. "Gentlemen, I have a feeling I know exactly what is going on here but please let's move to somewhere more… discrete." Hamish said, directing the two teens out of the classroom.
"What was that all about?" Moka suddenly asked herself, her brow furrowed in open worry and confusion.
"Not too sure… should we spy on him?" Kurumu asked her tone rather bright as looked directly at Moka with the look of a mischievously curious teenager.
"I'm actually going to stop you there." Moka and Kurumu seemed taken back as one of the other boys in the class opened his mouth and spoke to the two girls. "I'm saying this now, you do not want to know what he's doing, trust me after what happened last night Hamish is now a changed man."
"Changed man?" Moka muttered in confusion.
"What happened last night?" Kurumu immediately asked.
"A group of people kind of broke into his room and messed it up… he did not take it very well." The teen exclaimed feeling a little sweat roll down his neck as he gave a very very brief description of the events.
"What! But that's just…" Moka stood up from her seat as she looked like she heard that unicorns didn't exist.(actually in all seriousness do Unicorns actually exist in this world?)
"Yeeeeeaaah so just for your sake don't ask, trust me just don't." The teen said as he quietly walked away from the two girls, Moka being very worried while Kurumu seemed even more intrigued than before.
During lunch
"Now, before I start I will admit I'm not a business man but that doesn't mean I know how to start to make a profit." Hamish started as he sat across from a person he wished to recruit. "Now I have products, products that will need to be replicated but since my maths isn't exactly ahem very good I've come to ask for your help and to become my partner in this endeavour." Hamish continued his speech as he placed a piece of paper on the table and slid it over.
"This is the basis of my current business model, product prices, fees and a possible trade system if my customers would like to barter over our products." Hamish explained as a hand reached over and took the piece of paper up and slowly started reading through the contents. "Now if you think I should change these prices fine, but I would like to keep the prices as they are for about a week seeing as I have gained a couple of orders and I don't want to turn around and tell my customers that they will have to pay more, it's neither a good for business and I would immediately lose the trust with my customers."
"All I ask for is help in the numbers department, where I could purchase more stock and who I could possibly talk to about custom orders."
"So are you willing to help me in this endeavour?" Hamish asked, looking directly into the eyes of his possible partner in crime.
"Hmmm, it appears you have done your research." A near seductive voice ran out as the person looked up from the piece of paper to Hamish and gave him a smirk. "It is rather bold to ask someone from the facility to help you… but I am indeed interested in what you have planned." Ririko Kagome said as she handed the paper back to Hamish.
"Now why do you suddenly want to do this? From what I've seen you're not exactly keen to start anything other than a fight of course." The Math teacher expressed her curiosity as Hamish shrugged his shoulders.
"Forty percent because some people pissed me off, another forty percent of me thinking what would be the best way to ruin them that doesn't include breaking their legs and ten percent because I am bored." Hamish casually explained not caring about telling the truth to a teacher.
"And the other ten percent?"
"I just need money to survive and shit, that's all." Hamish said again not caring about the teacher in front of him.
"I see… well I will admit you definitely have a market to work with, I am actually quite surprised that no one else thought of this then again the student council would have most likely already destroyed those who have tried." Ririko admitted watching Hamish's expression to see if he either recognized the student council or not.
"Ah yes those guys, well I will do my best work under the radar for now unless of course they start something first.'' Hamish said as he sounded rather confident despite knowing fully well who the student council were.
'From here on out this is where things become more… intriguing.' Ririko said as she and her student began going over a contract with Ririko being surprised as she would be the one taking the higher percent of revenue/profit they would possibly making, she was as most Business oriented people were suspicious of her future partner's actions but soon figured that Hamish was most likely either being dumb considering if his current grades in latest math test was anything to scoff at.
Meanwhile Hamish was thinking rather quietly to himself as he hoped that this plan would work out for him.
'One down, one to go.' Hamish thought to himself.
Chapter 7 end
And with that there is a plan that has been put into place, a plan that will make my character some serious money and will absolutely help in the long run all because of a certain group of overzealous fans that I have not once shown, but not to worry they will be back in the next chapter seeing as the Revenge part of this chapter hasn't exactly popped up as of yet.
So onto the reviews!
First off
RedTokyo95: I'm sorry for the wait but things take time! I have PM'd you about the FOZ and my opinion but for other stories I am going to be rewriting Assassination Classroom's Councilor, so that is something to be looking forward to but other than that I am happy that my bizarre sense of humour makes you chuckle.
NullSilver2005: Thanks I fucking try to write well thoughtout fics and well some of them don't turn out so well, so thanks for the compliment.
RedEyeDemon: Well usually most of my stories MC's try not to think of the future because the thought of the future usually gives him anxiety but MC in this understands that his survival is more at stake so he admits he has to actively make a change in order to keep moving forwards. Also yes you are very correct with my MC's fondness of his friends, he understands that they are not character but thanks to his understanding and knowledge of everyone(i.e the main cast and such) he stands in the middle between ignoring their feelings and actively worrying for them, a good example of this would be in the chapter where Yukari summons a demon and my MC just starts hunting it down before the "demon" starts killing people.
Other than that, yes I will have a good day and I wish you one too.
Buggy: Yeah my attitude is usually how I attract people to read my stuff, and as for the creeps well I bet you will be looking forward to the next chapter… that is if I get to it any sooner of course.
And with that the reviews are done and so is their AN.
I hope to see you all later in my next chapter.
Laters!