Here ... another sunny new day is dawning. The sun, which put the earth to sleep at night, is now scattering its rays to awaken the earth. Well ... why am I not in my bed at this time and telling you all this? It's 5 in the morning and I've been running nonstop for almost 2.5 hours. Of course, there is a logical reason for this from my point of view. Ever since that traumatic night, I wake up at dawn every new day and run until the sun comes up to balance my nerve, stress, and anger control. This situation has now become one of the indispensable routines of my life.
At first, if I ran for an hour, my heart almost felt like it would come out of my mouth because of breathlessness. Those were the days, man! But what did the ancestors once say, 'Working iron shines.'. Or, 'Working iron does not rust.'. Or ... it was something like that, I guess. If you walk towards your goal with effort and determination, success will come to you by running. I don't know if this is a proverb, but this aphorism is my life motivation.
Professional bodybuilders spend most of their time in gyms in order to have the same muscular sporty body that I have now. I built this body by running on the streets, doing push-ups - sit-ups - pull-ups, and sometimes lifting the huge stones on the street with my arms and sometimes rolling them with my legs. Well ... anyway, I'm not that rich. That's why .. it is necessary to find alternative solutions to turn impossibilities into possibilities.
That's enough for today. My clothes are already sticky due to sweating. I need to get back to my dorm room soon and take a good shower. Let me take a shower and then get ready for school. In the meantime, open your ears and listen to me to know how my first day at Kuoh Academy was.
As I said earlier, there are more female students than male students at Kuoh Academy. In class 2/B, where I am a student, the situation is no different. By the way, my first-day experience in the classroom was better than I thought. Most of the students in my class, especially the girls, were very eager to help me with everything. I can't say the same for the boys, but there were still some friendly guys among them. However, two students in this class were so hated that almost every student in the class, especially the girls, strongly warned me about them. The first thing that comes to some of your minds is that these two people are definitely bullies. Believe me, I would have thought the same about these two if they hadn't warned me, but these two have nothing to do with bullying. The problem with these two is that they can't control their adolescent hormones. In short, they are pure perverts. These are the names of these people;
- Matsuda (Bald Pervert)
- Motohama (Pervert with Glasses)
By the way, these names are their surnames, I don't know their real names, but it doesn't really matter. I want people to stay away from me as much as possible because I don't want to be labeled as a pervert. I heard that since they first came to school they have been making every effort to peep at girls. Okay, now some of you will say that they are teenagers but I am a teenager and I am not exaggerating. And I don't understand why they haven't expelled them already. Because if these two were in Turkey, no one would pity them even for a moment. And I have to say this: A man should be able to hold himself in any situation.
Anyway, let's leave these two aside! There are now one or two other people in the class whom I know well. Of course, it will take some time to get to know everyone, but that's not the point. These other two are two female students who are practicing a Japanese sword sport called Kendo. These two girls gave me the first warning about the two hormonal perverted friends I just introduced to you. The relationship between those two and two is like a cat and dog fight. Their warning dialog to me about those two perverts, as advice, was as follows:
"Bozkurt-kun, a word of advice! Be especially careful of these two!"
"Why? Are they bullies?"
"They are even worse than bullies. They are incorrigible perverts!"
"Perverts?"
"Yes, they are. Absolute perverts!"
"And you ... didn't you complain to the school principal about this?"
"Many times."
"And apparently the school still hasn't expelled them?"
"What a pity! That's the bitter truth, unfortunately!"
As I remember, Venelana-san, the school principal, was a very careful woman, wasn't she? Why didn't she take care of such an important matter already? Although for perverted students with this mentality, the headmistress's office would not be a punishment room, but rather a heaven on earth. You can probably understand why I said that.
By the way, I forgot to introduce the girls I talked to.
- Katase (a cute girl with pink hair)
- Murayama (a beautiful girl with brown hair)
Since I don't know their real names yet, I remember them most distinctively by their hair color. I will learn their real names in time.
Anyway, let me put all that aside and tell you a little bit about the apartment I was staying in. This is a typical 1+1 student apartment. My bed is in the hallway and my kitchen is here. The school gives me ¥10,000 every month as a scholarship for my monthly needs. This corresponds to approximately 1200₺. As a scholarship student, I don't have to pay rent because I live in a student dormitory, so I only have to use this money for food and basic expenses. Wherever you are, it is important to be frugal with money. Also, unfortunately, most of the food in Japan is of pork origin, so I can't eat everything. Fortunately, this is not a problem for me as I learned how to cook beforehand. Otherwise, I would have starved in this country even though I had money. The only food I can eat right now is a noodle-like dish called 'Udon'. I eat as much of it as possible, but if you eat the same thing every day, you will eventually get tired of it. So that's why a single man should be able to make his own food under any circumstances.
Looking at the clock now, it seems that there is not much time before school starts. I have to hurry. After my shower, I look at my face in the mirror. Look at this ... my beard seems to have grown a bit too long in 3 days. I'd better shave it smooth right away. Since a year ago, when my beard started to grow, I regularly shave my beard once a week, except for vacations. Of course, now I shave my beard every 2 days because of school, otherwise, the guards would never let me into the school like this. So since I don't have much time, I quickly apply shaving foam to my beard and cut my beard.
After finishing my personal hygiene, getting dressed quickly, and having breakfast, I leave for school. The dormitory for scholarship students is not far from the school. I call it a student dormitory but it is actually a small apartment complex where students live. It takes 5-10 minutes to walk from here to the school. The owners of the school really care about their students. The only thing I can say right now is 'Thank You' for the facilities they provide.
To be honest, I wonder what kind of a man is the husband of such a wonderful and intelligent woman like Venelana-san. The head of an organization that has invested so much in the future of young people and the future of their own company must be a very visionary and smart businessman. If I meet him one day, God willing, I would like to get to know him better. Of course, if it's meant to be!
I walk briskly to the school. Ten minutes until the first class starts. I quickly pass through the stairs, enter the classroom and sit at my desk after greeting everyone. My intention today is to explore the surroundings of the school better. I need to get to know this school, or rather the academy, better. Of course, I have to focus on the class first. I'm still trying to figure out the writing style called 'Kanji' because it's not even close to the Latin alphabet. I have a lot of symbols to learn. But let's see, I'm not doing badly at the moment.
Classes are over in the blink of an eye. I move quickly down the corridor and out onto the front lawn of the school. The most important parts of Kuoh Academy are as follows:
-Running Field (1000 Meter Track and Field)
-Swimming Pool (Full Olympic)
-School Clubs Building (Approximately 2 Blocks)
-Old Kuoh High School School Building (at least 70-80 years old)
Everyone in the garden is lively. Everyone seems to be responsible for some activity. Actually, after doing sports, it's not bad to take up a new occupation here. And this way I can find a new hobby to keep me entertained. Now that I think about the skills I have:
-Cooking / Not bad.
-Drawing / Good.
-Singing / Okay.
-Sports / I'm a master at it.
So wouldn't it be better to learn something new that I don't know? Surely I will need it at some point in my life. Because knowledge is the greatest power in life and experience is the greatest teacher in life. Therefore, it is as necessary to experience what you know as it is to know something new.
All the lessons until lunchtime are over. Time for lunch. Even though the prices in the school canteen are not bad, I see that most of the students here bring their food from home. From my point of view, I think it's very logical and safe. That's what I think because it saves me money. If it's safe, you will take more care of your health. Maybe I can reduce my school fees by doing this.
Students who don't bring food from home, like me, usually use the cafeteria. I wonder if there are too many people in the lunch line. I can already eat certain foods. Because there are a lot of differences between the tastes of this country and my country. I hope there is a dish on the menu that I can eat. Since I do sports to improve the strength of my body, I eat a protein and carbohydrate-oriented diet, so I never consume unhealthy things like junk food.
After waiting in the food line for a while, I found the kind of food I can eat at least for today: Yakitori. This dish is almost the same as the 'Chicken Shish' that we eat in kebab shops in Turkey. By the way, if I find a Turkish kebab restaurant around here, I want to eat doner kebab. I can't beat this dish for hunger. And if you have frothy ayran, enjoy your meal and don't ask for anything else.
I'm hungry just thinking about it, but let's put that aside for now. Although looking at this dish, it doesn't look too bad. Okay, let's give it a try! I'll take a bite with the fork. Since I still have problems using these 'Chop Sticks', I always ask for a fork with the food. Hmm! Not bad at all! It even looks quite similar to ours. Of course, it is a bit different from our Turkish cuisine, but I think I can eat it easily.
In the meantime, while I was focused on my food, I suddenly heard everyone in the canteen shouting excitedly:
"The school goddesses are here."
"Make way for Onee-sama!"
"Man, I fall in love all over again."
"God, I'm coming to you!"
"I want to drown in those deep blue eyes."
For a moment I thought, 'Don't be so exaggerated! If she's pretty, so what? It's like they're beauty queens!', I thought. As I was thinking all this, I turned my eyes to the two so-called beauties who walked through the door of the cafeteria, the ones the school never stops talking about, and I froze. I said they were overrated, didn't I? I take back everything I just said. If they had told me that I would never see anyone as beautiful as Venelana-san in this school, I would have laughed. But the beauty of these two can only be compared to goddesses, not queens.
They are both very beautiful but ... but when I saw one of them, my hands started shaking. Long red hair, blue-green mesmerizing eyes, and a face that I can't forget and never will. Oh no! There cannot and must not be such a resemblance. How could this girl in front of me look so much like her? As if Risa had dyed her red-orange hair completely red. As if Risa had come back from the dead and was coming here.
I feel my blood pressure start to rise insanely. My lungs are having trouble breathing as if I'm suffocating. My eyes twitch and my eyelids open and close rapidly like a searchlight. In front of my eyes, I see the bloody scene of that night. When one of the admiring students says the girl's name, my heart begins to squeeze like a crush between a press.
"Rias-sempai"
"Rias-oneesama"
That was the final blow that knocked me down. The resemblance is too much for me. I try to stand up from my seat and move toward the exit, but I can't. My eyes are closing. I can no longer see my surroundings. Just when I feel my feet being cut off, I feel as if someone is holding me. My body is wrapped in an unbelievably peaceful embrace. Before I close my eyes, the last thing I see is the red-haired girl looking at me with those deep blue eyes, looking at me with concern. In the face of this situation, only one sound came out of my mouth and I lost consciousness:
"Riii ... sssaaa ... it's you!"
(Rias Gremory POV)
When I entered the school canteen I began to feel a surge of energy into a foreign aura. This aura was ... how should I put it ... full of disbelief, anxiety, fear, pain, sadness, and grief. This aura is overflowing with the anguish of someone who has lost the meaning of his life and doesn't know what to do. This aura is not coming from those who admire me, but the person who owns the aura is here somewhere. The energy of this pain-filled aura is very intense. From which person is this intense energy coming?
Just as I was thinking about these things, I noticed someone getting up from the tables in the canteen, staggering towards the exit. He has that painful aura he feels. This wave of energy must be coming from that person. But what I notice is that his body is shaking like leaves in autumn. No, even worse, this person seems to be having a seizure.
As soon as I saw his feet being cut off, I quickly grabbed him before I thought for a moment that he was going to fall to the ground. His body is shaking violently. The first moment I saw that person's face up close, I couldn't stop myself for a moment. Not because he was handsome. I clearly saw this on his face. It was as if we had been away from each other for years and were reunited.
I am locked in his indescribable olive-black eyes and I just look into them. His eyes are dark and jet-black but they are not unsettling. He has the sad eyes of a man who has lost a loved one. And while I was thinking these things inside myself, I heard something half-hearted coming out of his mouth:
"Riii ... sssaaa ... it's you!"
Risa? Did he mean Rias? Did he confuse my name? Or is he talking about someone else?
But since now is not the time to ask these questions, I wasted no time and told my best friend:
"Akeno! Go to the school infirmary and call the nurse! Quickly!"
"I'm leaving now!"
After Akeno left, one of the girls in the canteen was crying sadly:
"Bozkurt-kun!"
Bozkurt? What a strange name! Is that really his name?
"Do you know him?"
"Yes! He just transferred to our class."
"Could you please help me carry him to the nurse's office?"
"Of course!"
With the female student who agreed to help me in the canteen, I take the fainted boy to the school nurse's office. He's actually a bit heavy, probably because of his muscular build. But that's not important for now.
As I was taking the fainted boy up the stairs, I saw Akeno and the school nurse coming toward us:
"What happened to this boy?"
I went on to explain what I had seen:
"He suddenly fainted in the cafeteria. He looked like he was having a seizure."
"Okay. I'll check him in my room. If it's serious, I'll have him rushed to the hospital."
"Please!"
Helping the nurse, we put the boy, Bozkurt, on the bed in the room and the nurse opened his arm. She is looking at his blood pressure right now. And she says with a sigh of relief:
"Thank God his blood pressure is normal."
She takes an IV drip from the medicine cabinet and wastes no time connecting it to the boy's right arm.
"He will recover after some rest. I will inform the school principal, I will be back soon."
With a nod, the nurse left the room, and Akeno and I stayed with the unconscious boy. It seems his breathing is improving. That's a good sign. I look at his face. He looks very tired and exhausted.
My curiosity gets the better of me. This is not going to work. I turn to face Akeno and say:
"Akeno! I want to know more about who this boy is. This aura emanating from him doesn't look like the aura of a normal person. Let's find out in detail who he is, who he is, and what he is, okay?
Akeno answers with a smile:
"Understood, President!"
Looking at him one last time before leaving the room, I think only the following:
'Who are you?'