A new school is a new school, everything is so new and school-like. In the sense that over time, various questions began to arise, and not only me. My voluminous classmates, not all, I ask you to notice, voluminous, interested in me.

And the girls are tactful, polite. Some are even low and not much different from me, but I interested them.

At one of the breaks, the girls came up to me, among them was the same loli as me, but loli is classic, that is, an adult, and I'm still a child.

- Hyoudo-san, we noticed here... - the bravest one began.

- My brother is free, — without waiting for development, I answer.

The girl hung for a moment, as when closing a buggy window in expishki with a giga of operatives.

— No, I'm not talking about that— - it dawned on her, apparently the process has restarted. - I'm about…

— Is he really free? - another girl asked and quickly faded away, as all the girls from the group looked at her.

I wanted to ask, how old are you?

— I'm a genius girl, but I prefer not to stand out— - this answer did not satisfy them. I sighed. — I managed to finish junior school three years earlier and enter secondary school.

- That's how…

I think I've satisfied their curiosity.

— It's going to be hard for you, - our conversation attracted another girl. Actually, there is no one else to attract. It creates a strange impression… And the curious company also reacted strangely to it. It's like they've got a headache. - A little girl in an adult company.

And this one even mysteriously sent glare with glasses. A student of Gendo?

— What could be wrong with that? - I am tormented by vague doubts.

- The forbidden knowledge obtained from senpai can change your life forever.

Either she's suffering from eighth-grader syndrome and I'm looking at the usual chunibye, or she means something else.

I sigh.

I don't want to do this, but I have to somehow untie such people from myself.

— If you're talking about sex, then you won't discover anything new for me, I know where we came from.

And... silence.

The girl could not answer right away, deep in thought.

"It looks like my knowledge can't hurt you, — she replied, confused.

—There are too many home-schooled books, — I say to the girls still hanging out nearby.

- I see, — they also lost their temper.

It seems that someone also had a pervert grandfather... or someone also fell under the influence of the uncle. In general, although the question is interesting, but I will not look for answers clearly, because I am too lazy. Why would I pick at someone else's dirty laundry?

There are enough worries of their own.

You can also live a full life, you can also rest on the lawn, in the end, jumping classes does not make sense in the future. The load will be hellish, but for now you can just study something for yourself.

If it weren't for laziness... well, with age, opportunities appear. When you're a little brat, you have a lot of free time, and then there are already normal options for spending time.

And also…

I wonder what kind of club? In the plan, why not?

Clubs play a big enough role in the life of the average schoolboy, but in junior high school this is only the name, if there was one at all. I don't remember anyone bothering with this.

But right there…

What to choose? You can always just score and go home after school. Ugly, of course, it will turn out, but still.

There are several options.

Since this is a girls' school, there is nothing serious and traumatic. But where will it come from in school? This is not America with their running after the ball. Here everything is more… easier. There is a swimmers club, basketball, kendo is the same, even manga and literature have clubs… A lot, in general.

The school is for women. There are girls everywhere.

Why am I doing this?

In my free time, I decided to walk around the territory and take a closer look. Suddenly I like something, I'll join, and then I won't wash off.

It was not difficult to look at the swimmers. And this option was negative in advance, in the sense that I didn't like swimming before, but in the current scenario.

Walking around like a wet chicken in tight clothes and calling it a workout? Well, to be fair, they swim and swim beautifully.

But no. Not mine.

Even assuming that in a couple of years I will begin to form my own... ahem... safety zone, if genetics takes over.

Other sports clubs didn't attract much either. Running like a fool after a ball and sweating like a dog or waving a stick and, again, sweating like a dog ... well, such a thing. And it's better to buy traumatic pistol from a maniac.

Knowledge, as they say, is power.

It is better to look among the thematic circles. Which will be useful to me. Although... let's be honest, this is not useful in life at all. How to solve integrals.

Only if you don't work as some kind of cool mathematician at uni. Or you teach other brats that.

Ha!

In general, I'm thinking.

It would be better to have something to do with studying. In order not to waste extra time at home, but also to have fun with adult larvae.

When I looked at the young mangaks, after a while I had to leave them in a hurry.

I would be very surprised if one of them calls my relatives perverts… They are yaoi lovers!

I was almost lured into this strange belief by BL and three hundred bucks.

Well, them!

So I walked, looking at the doors. What would you choose? The hard way.

— You don't know where to join either? — and in the corridor I met that girl who for some reason reminds me of a "good" old man.

- Yes, why? - I was wary.

— What about the photography club?

Then even I was surprised. Such a harmless thing from her… It's worth a lot.

However, everyone can be wrong, and I didn't realize it then.