KS: Wow, you people are really interested in how this fic will play out. Well, worry not, for I have posted another chapter. This will take some dialogue from the dub- (boos) shut it. As I was saying, this will take some dialogue from the dub with a bit of editing on my part. Regardless, this chapter is sure to get you excited for what is to come.

"Talking"

"Thinking"

"Radio/PM/Song or Game OST"

Hachiman safely landed on the ground and dusted himself off, pleased with his successful escape attempt. He had thank Blue Snow for giving him time to escape with her rather, enthusiastic diversion. Nonetheless, he still had to get to school, no matter how much contempt he had for its reputation of being the school with the most decency.

"Might as well listen to some music on my way there."

Hachiman took out a pair of wireless earphones from his pocket and put them in, then opened the HUD on his PM, flipping through multiple radio stations until he found one with a logo resembling a skull with headphones.

"There's nothing I like more than listening to some explicit songs that pirate radio stations provide," he said.

He tapped the logo and closed the display, staring to walk down the road.

"Hellooooo Tokyo! This is your lord and master uncensored beats, rhythms and tunes, the Gravedigger! I know some of you haven't been brainwashed by this bullshit regulation the government has thrown down, otherwise you wouldn't be hear ready to listen to some sweet-ass music! So without ado, let's get it on!"

(Playing: Still Not a Player by Big Pun ft. Joe)

Hachiman listened to the music as he walked down the street. He found it refreshing that there are those who are still against the Law for Public Order and Morals in Healthy Child-Raising and were doing everything they can to support those who didn't stand idle and allowed the law to dictate how they should live their lives.

"If there is a good thing I could say about this law, it's that it gave rise to people who will do anything to stand against it," Hachiman mused as he continued his walk.

On the way, he witnessed just how deep the system had affected the people. To his left, he saw a group of men and women in heavy riot armor dispose of material that are deemed "impure" to the public eye. And on his right, he saw Decency Squad officers detain people that were possessing said materials and/or uttering any indecent words or phrases. All he could do was sigh and walk along while listening to music.

"This country is in a dire situation and they don't even realize it," he muttered. "Is anyone aware that the birth rate here declining? How in the world is enforcing public morals going to help with that? Spoiler alert: it's not going to. Bunch of idiots severely lacking in hindsight and foresight, if you ask me."

Hachiman continued walking to school while ignoring the unpleasantness around him. He secretly wished he could find away to uproot the system and open the people's eyes to their approaching ruin.

However, there was one problem with that plan. It was too big for one person to act on alone, and Hachiman was well aware of that.

But at the same time, he didn't want assistance in case one of them stabbed him in the back. And he would be damned if he let that happen again.

"Is this what they call a dilemma? If so, I'm having the worst one in my entire life."

Soon, Hachiman finally arrived at the new school he would be attending: Tokioka Academy, the school with the highest morality rating in the country. He followed a group of students past the gate that were walking towards the main building.

"If I remember correctly, I have to go to auditorium for some kind of assembly," he said to himself. "Whatever they have in store for me here, I'll be able to handle it."

He stopped following the group and turned off the radio on his PM. Taking off his earphones, he put them in his pocket and continued on, unaware that he was being watched by an unknown individual.

"He appears like he would be knowledgeable in the information I seek. I should go have an inquiry with him once the assembly is over."

(End song)

There were many things that Hachiman was not a fan of, and drawing attention to himself was at the very top of his list. Granted, tried his damnedest to blend into the crowd, but fate had a way of screwing him over.

"Hey, isn't that one of the hackers from the news?"

"I heard he gets into fights everyday."

"Why would they let a deviant enroll here?"

Hachiman let out a sigh of frustration. He was used to hearing people speaking ill of him, both to his face and behind his back, but in no way did he enjoy it. He resisted the urge to take out his earphones and listen to some music to drown the chatter, but he decided against it, figuring that it would be impolite to do so during an assembly.

"Now a word from your student body president, the esteemed Anna Nishikinomiya."

Hachiman ears perked up at the mention at name "Nishikinomiya."

"Why does that name sound so familiar?"

His put his train of thought on hold when he saw a girl with short silver hair, blue eyes and large breasts walk up to the podium. She had a gentle expression on her face as she spoke to the crowd.

"To all our new students, let me first say congratulations for making it in," she started. "As your president, it's my honor and privilege to welcome you to our school. I know it goes for all of us, whether you are new or been here a long time, we all feel excited and even a little nervous to start any term at any prestigious school, but you should feel proud that you made it. As many of you know, Tokioka is the top school in public morals, sometimes our rules may be a little strict, but never forget why you're here: to become the next generation as representatives of public morality."

Hachiman sat his desk, drawing in his sketchbook. His sketches composed of armored warriors wielding a multitude of weapons ranging from longswords, spears and war hammers. Most of the students kept their distance from, but looked mildly interested in his drawings.

"That Anna sure knows how to get a crowd going," he thought to himself. "Still, I can't help but wonder why her surname sounds familiar. Perhaps she's related to someone who was responsible for this damn law. A question for another day I suppose."

"Mr. Hikigaya."

"Speaking of questions, there's one that I haven't found the answer to."

"Mr. Hikigaya."

"How is it that Blue Snow knew that it would be my first day here?"

"Mr. Hachiman Hikigaya."

Hachiman's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of someone calling his name. He quickly figured out that it was not coming around either side of him, but below. So, he looked down… and nearly flinched at who he saw. A girl with messy green hair and purple eyes with bags under them was staring at him intently under his desk and near his crotch.

"Hi, my name is Hyōka Fuwa," the girl said in a blank tone. "Sorry, I know this isn't exactly the normal way to meet, but I have a vital question to as you."

Hachiman didn't have time to respond as Fuwa suddenly rose up and got in his face.

"Can you please tell me where babies come from and how they are created?"

Hachiman blinked. "What?"

"I need to know the physical process," Fuwa added. "And please, be as detailed as possible."

Hachiman inwardly cringed at the blunt nature of her question, but at the same time, he was relieved that there was at least one person that wasn't brainwashed by the propaganda. Now there was the matter of explaining the basics of procreation and childbirth in a way that didn't make him look like he was attempting to appear immoral in anyway.

"Well, it's like this," he said. "Say you have a field, and you want to grow a fruit. In order to do that, you require a seed. But that alone isn't enough to get something growing in your field. You need to water it, give it some food and allow the proper aeration for it to grow. Then, you harvest the fruit and take a good look at all the care you put into it. That's kind of similar to what you're thinking about, I reckon."

Fuwa listened to him and hung on every word, interested in his logic. "That is an interesting explanation, Mr. Hikigaya. While I do not believe what you said completely matches my idea of how babies are created, you've given me something to think about."

Hachiman turned away and scratched his head. "Uh, thanks, I guess."

"At least you had the ettiquete not to lie to me, just like our entire society does," Fuwa responded.

Hachiman turned to her again, feeling unsettled by the look in her eyes.

"Scientifically speaking, the concept of love is far too vague and difficult to define to serve as a reliable biological mechanism," Fuwa continued. "It's my goal to discover the true meaning of reproduction, whatever it takes."

"Well, good for you," Hachiman replied, wanting the conversation to end before it got any more awkward than it currently is. He looked around to see the students whispering amongst themselves.

"Then again, I can see where she's coming from. Since the government put every source of material that was related to procreation to the fire, everyone has no clue on the facts of life, and Tokioka is supposed to wear that like it's a goddamn badge of honor."

"For days, I've conducted research outside the gynecology clinic," Fuwa said, raising the index finger on her left hand and forming an 'O' shape with her thumb and index finger on her right. "I asked every expecting mother to tell me what happened to them, what had caused a baby to grow inside them, but no one told me anything and I was banned from the premises."

"Of course you were banned," Hachiman thought distainfully. "They're not going to tell you how they have another life growing inside of them with the way you asked them."

Fuwa grabbed Hachiman's shoulders and hoisted herself until her face was an inch away from his own. "I know you're an outsider. You're not like the rest of us. You know the real truth, but I feel that your verbal explanation was lacking in some areas, so I would appreciate a demonstration-"

Fuwa's tirade was cut off when a school satchel was dropped on her head, causing her to yelp and Hachiman to wince.

"Not that I don't appreciate the intervention, but that looked painful."

"Hachiman Hikigaya, right?"

Hachiman looked up to see a girl with golden eyes and black hair tied in a braid. Like the other girls, she was dressed in the school uniform, which emphasived her curvaceous figure.

"Wait a minute," Hachiman thought as he looked at the girl. "Where have I seen that figure before?"

"My name is Ayame Kajō," the girl said in a business-like tone. "This is my second year. I'm the vice-president of the student council."

"No kidding," Hachiman responded with little interest.

Ayame raised a brow at his nonchalant tone, but let it slide for the moment.

"We've nominated you to serve as an intern for general affairs. Would you be so kind as to accompany me to our meeting?"

Hachiman leaned back. "Sure, I don't have anything planned right now."

Ayame's eyebrow twitched in annoyance. She found Hachiman's attitude to be a little grating and wondered why he should receive such a nomination.

"May I ask one one thing before you go?"

Hachiman looked down… and immediately cringed at the sight of Fuwa face down in his crotch due to Ayame's bag pinning her head down there.

"My theory is that p-" She stopped herself before she for set off a proverbal landmine, looking up at Hachiman. "That was close. I'll use euphemisms. I believe a man's cucumber is key to conception. Can you confirm that?"

"I will not confirm or deny that," Hachiman replied in a blank tone.

Hachiman was guided to the student council room, where he saw Anna and another familiar face seated a a table.

"It's wonderful to meet you, Hachiman," the siIverette said. "I'm Anna, and as you may have guessed, I'm a year two."

Hachiman bowed slightly. "A pleasure to meet you, Ms. Anna."

"Anna is fine," she replied with a giggle. "As president of the student council, let me first say how over joyed we are to finally have you standing here. We've been looking forward to you joining our school for a long time."

"Speak for yourself," the large man beside her said distainfully. "I wasn't looking forward to this at all."

"Oh, it's you," Hachiman said to him. "I wondered how I could miss your ugly mug."

"Don't insult an upperclassman," the man reprimanded. "I'm Raiki Gōriki, year three. I'm the secretary treasurer."

Hachiman sighed. "Noted."

Anna smiled. "Anyway, now that we're done with introductions, I'd like to get down to the real business. Is that okay?"

"Of course," Hachiman replied. "I'm all ears."

"Are you willing to accept your nomination as intern of the student council and help protect public morality?" Anna asked.

Hachiman tried his hardest to hold back any sarcastic remark when he heard those two damnable words. "It would be my honor to do so, Anna."

Ayame stared at him warily, wondering what his true intentions were.

"Still, I don't understand why I of all people was nominated," Hachiman said. "I mean, I am honored, but I just don't get why I was singled out."

"There is a good reason why we chose you," Anna replied. "At your last school, Sobu High, many considered you as shrewd, manipulative and unpleasant to be around due to your antisocial philosophy and rotten expression."

"Again with my damn expression?" Hachiman thought miserably. "Why does everyone take shots at how I look?"

"But despite that," Anna continued. "Your profile shows that you are very intelligent and have excellent analytic can adapt to any situation thrown at you. And that is kind of person we need to assist us with the crisis we are currently facing." She put a finger to her lips, which enticed Hachiman a little. "What I'm about to share with you is confidential, okay?"

"Got it," Hachiman said. "Consider my lips sealed."

At that moment, Anna replaced her smile with a serious expression.

(Persona 5 OST: Tension)

"For years, this city has enjoyed it's status as the purest in the nation," Anna explained. "But recently, a masked terrorist known as Blue Snow has been spreading toxic words and imagery, causing public morality to nosedive."

Hachiman pretended to look disgusted. "Yeah, you could say I had a front row seat to her shameless debauchery. The nerve of some people."

Anna now had a worried expression. "And it's hard for me to even say this, but to make things worse, we believe it's very likely that the masked terrorist is actually a student at this school."

"At this school?" Hachiman said in a surprised tone. "Unebelievable."

"Tokioka's reputation is at stake," Anna continued. "We have to hurry and get rid of this terrorist before the public finds out. But…" She began to bite her thumbnail nervously. "As desperately as we want to save this school, it seems that myself and the rest of the council can't spot her. We know so little about perversion that we don't even recognize it."

"And they say ignorance is bliss," Hachiman thought amusedly. "Looks like it's having an opposite effect."

"I've witnessed an attack," Anna said. "I was right next to her. But I didn't know she was spreading filth because I don't know what filth is."

"It must have been so shocking for you to be caught up in such a contemptable attack," Hachiman said in a heartfelt tone.

Anna stood up with determination. "Mr. Hikigaya, with your intuition and intellegence, we should be able to identify Blue Snow! Join our fight and save our school, our city and probably mankind!"

Hachiman couldn't help but admire her drive, even if the cause was flawed to every known degree. Regardless, he decided to play along.

"Anna, I swear on my family name that I will assist you and the student council to the best of my abilities." He smirked widely. "Your will shall be done."

(End song)

"Hah… that was frustrating. Putting on an act like that is a lot harder than I thought."

The school day was over and everyone headed home for some much needed relaxation. Hachiman, however, was headed in a direction that was opposite to where he lived. He rubbed his head, tired from the act he put on in front Anna and the student council. As someone who couldn't care for the public morals law, he had to put out all the stops to make his drive convincing.

"Now, where is that data center?" he muttered to himself. "I can't delay any further. Best I get this out of the way so I can meet up with Ayame to discuss how to deal with Blue Snow. But still, I can't help but sense some kind of familiarity when I look at her."

Hachiman shook the thought away and focused on his main goal. He walked the streets until he came across a small building with a hexagonal insignia that resembles a flower.

"Blume," he spat. "They put their garbage technology across the city to further monitor us. The cameras were bad enough on their own, but when the public morals law kicked into action, it's gotten even worse. Anytime a person does an act that is deemed inappropriate, the Decency Squad will be on them like vultures to rotting carcass."

Hachiman ran towards a bush and hid behind it, changing out of his school uniform and switching it with a casual outfit. He put on a blue denim vest over his black shirt and wore black jeans pants and blue sneakers. He put the beanie cap from before on his head and wrapped a bandana around his face to cover most of it up. Finished his change, Hachiman put his uniform in his school bag and emerged from the bush, prepared to start his mission.

"Now, before I proceed to do my business, let's get a lay of the land."

He turned on his PM and leaned against a pillar, hiding from a camera. He raised up his PM and typed on a few keys.

"I hope they don't mind if I take a look around their private property," Hachiman said in an innocent tone. "After all, they've basically done the same for God knows how long."

He hacked into the camera's mainframe and was able to view the complex. He saw four or five guards wandering around, as well as a drone flying above them.

"Of course it's a drone," he sighed. "The cameras weren't enough, so they have robots doing most of their dirty work."

Hachiman looked at the guards and saw their profiles. Aside from their occupations, he noticed that each of them had an interesting secret. One had a hobby of collecting model mechas, while another did karaoke alone

"Man, how lonely do you have to be to do karaoke alone?" he mused. "Then again, I'm not one to talk. I perfer karaoke when no one is watching."

He continued view the guards' profiles, when one of them caught his attention.

"Hello, what do we have here?"

The guard was in possession of an access code, something that he needed.

"Don't mind if I do," Hachiman said, hacking the guard's PM for the access code. It didn't take long for him to retrieve the code, much to his delight. "Sweet. Now let's see what I can do with this."

Hachiman looked around for an alternate path of getting near the building since the gate was not an option. He noticed a crate conveniently placed near the wall and immediately got on top of it, climbing over the wall in the process. Once he was over it, he hid behind another crate and waited for the guard near the stairway to leave her post. Unfortunately, she didn't appear like she was moving anytime soon.

"Looks like I'm going to have to motivate her to leave," Hachiman muttered. "But how will I do that?"

He looked around the area for an opportunity to distract the guard, until saw the drone flying around. Hachiman smirked and used his PM to hack the drone.

"Try to ignore this," he said mischeviously. With the press of a button on his PM, Hachiman caused the drone to malfunction and fall to the ground, not only drawing the attention of the stairway guard, but all the others as well as they raced towards the drone.

"What just happened?"

"I have no idea! It just started fizzing out!"

As the guards panic, Hachiman took advantage of the confusion and went up the stairs, moving past an automatic door.

"I'm in. Now to find that data server."

He peered in every room in the building for his target. Sadly, he didn't have much luck.

"I figured it wouldn't be this easy," he sighed. "They appear to have learned from the errors of their Western companions of leaving important devices out in open. Now I just need to find the damn thing."

Suddenly, a beeping noise was heard on his PM. He opened the HUD and was surprised to see a message on it. It read: "come and find me~😊"

Hachiman let out a sigh. "I don't know why they have to mock me."

He tapped the message and screen changed to a blue and red background with the words "Hot n' Cold."

"For crying out loud, now we're playing a game?" Hachiman said in disbelief. "Fine, I'll play it. Anything to get me to that data terminal."

He tapped the screen once more. It presented a meter with the needle in the "cold" position.

"Of course, I have to find it using this thing," Hachiman groaned. "Fine. You want to make this difficult? Then we'll make it difficult."

Hachiman searched the rooms once more. The needle did not move from the "cold" position, prompting him to search even more.

"Where could it be…?

He went into the room in the middle and searched around, until he heard a buzzing noise from his PM, prompting to see the needle was slowing moving upward. Allowing a grin to form on his face, Hachiman continued searching the room. He walked towards the left wall, which caused the needle to swiftly move to the middle.

"I'm making progess, but it's not good enough. I'm clearly getting warmer, though. I should check the room next to this one."

Hachiman left the room he was previously in and went to the next one. The meter quickly return to the center and was slowly tilting near "hot."

"I'm getting close, I can feel it," Hachiman said before mentally pausing. "I nearly made a dirty joke. Looks like Bluew snow is influencing me more than I like to admit."

He continued to search the room for the data terminal. From how the screen was buzzing and the needle was twitching even faster, the terminal was surely in here.

"I just need to find out where it could be," Hachiman muttered. "It should be around in this empty room."

He took a step forward to the center of the room. and and the needle suddenly reached into the "hot" zone, buzzing frantically.

"X marks the spot, I guess," Hachiman mused. "Now where's the loot?"

He looked around, remaining where he stood to keep the needle in the "hot" zone, but nothing happened.

"Wait," Hachiman said in realization. "If I'm in the cneter of the room, then that can only mean one thing…"

Hachiman looked down to the floor, then crouched down. Nothing new appeared on the PM. He looked up to the ceiling and stood on his toes. This time, the words "tap here" appeared on the screen. Taking a deep breath, Hachiman tapped it, expecting something to happen. And something did happen. Part of the ceiling opened up, and decending from it was a odd rectangular device with the Blume logo branded on the top.

"I've finally found you, my precious," Hachiman said. "Now hand over your secrets to me."

He began typing on his PM at a rapid pace, hacking the terminal and copied all of the data within. He duplicated every bit of information into his PM until he got what he needed.

"Awesome. I'd like to see these things detect innappropriate words once I'm through with them."

Hachiman quickly left the building and the premises as the guards were still fixated on the sabaotged drone.

"Now with that out of the way," Hachiman said, hoping over the bush. "I better get myself dressed up to meet Ayame. Boy, is she in for a surprise."

KS: Hachiman snuck into the building and grabbed the data like it was nothing. Boy, I hate to be those guards when they find out they've been robbed while they were focused on a drone. Anyways, if you liked this chapter and want to see more, be sure to fave, follow and comment. Be sure to use constructive criticism, alright? There's nothing I hate more than needless insults. Anyways, I'm out. Peace.