I am not a Robot:
Chapter four: First names and threats
"I don't know which option to pick here..." Nanami mumbled, slightly disappointed. Hajime glanced at her from the corner of his eye, his brow raised in curiosity.
"I thought you were supposed to be the best at every game..." He stated. Nanami shrugged with a small smile planted on her face.
"Well, that's something that you just thought would be the case. See? Not everything is that simple." Nanami explained.
The two had kept their promise to each-other and were playing the dating simulator game. They had only started a few hours ago and they have been on the same set of options they were on ten minutes ago. Nanami could rule one option out, but the other two were a mystery. They had managed to get near the ending for one of the love options, but this was the part that many people screw up on...
"Hm...well, there is always a twist on people...but, even then, it's obvious..." Hajime muttered as he finally picked one of the options.
"Uh...what are you doing...?" Nanami asked. "That was the worst option out of that set..."
'I hate you.' They heard the protagonist of the game say thanks to Hajime's choice.
'Wha...? Y-You mean...all this time we spent together...' The girl on the screen gasped, pixel tears swelling up in her eyes. 'It was some kind of joke to you?'
"What are you talking about?" Hajime asked Nanami.
"Well, she's upset now, and you won't get to be with her..." Nanami explained as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Hajime looked back at the game. "This way, we get to see what she is really like. I fail to believe for a second that she was that innocent." He explained.
Nanami was so tempted to roll her eyes, but restrained herself. "Or, she will just be upset...people don't know what they do when they are upset...I think..." She told him.
'Well...that's okay...I can always find someone else...and I'm sure you will too.' The girl on the screen said with a smile. 'Um...even though you h-hate m-me...I-I-I want to be friends with you still...Is that okay...?'
Yes.
No.
I don't know.
Those were their options. "See, she's still okay..." Nanami stated. "I suggest that we choose-"
"No."
Nanami lifted a brow as she stared at Hajime. "Or...we can just get a game over..." She mumbled.
'...' The girl said nothing for a short moment. 'I see...well, I...guess I might see you later then...'
GAME OVER:
"You did not complete the love mode, nor the friend mode."
"Do you wish to try again?"
"Maybe we should take a break..." Nanami suggested. She reached into her bag and pulled out two bottles of soda. She passed one to Hajime, who turned off the game and stared at the bottle, reading the label. It was different. Usually Souda would chug it all down without a second thought, and here Hajime was, reading the label.
After that, Hajime finally begun to drink it, followed by Nanami. The silence that went on between these two were natural occurrences. And most of the time, it was up to Nanami to break that silence.
"So, on a scale from one to ten, how would you rate yourself on how you did on that game?" Nanami asked. Hajime glanced over at her.
"Well, judging by the 'game over' screen, I would hardly say ten." Hajime stated. "But why is that? I just said what I would say in the situation..."
Nanami blinked. "Well, that's what I do too. I don't know...I guess I'm not too comfortable going for the love endings...I just get the friend endings most of the time." She admitted. "I'm still confused about how to act around people."
Hajime stared at her for a moment before flicking his bangs away from his face, and continued to drink his soda. Nanami, noticed this and blinked.
"Doesn't that hair get in your way...?" She asked.
Hajime shrugged. "Sometimes. It doesn't matter, though..."
Nanami cocked her head. "I think you are trying to not listen to my opinion." She stated. "Do you need to be so stubborn...? I just think that you should listen to others every once in a while."
"I am listening to you." Hajime replied before taking another sip. "I just choose not to do what you say or agree with it."
"..."
"..."
"That's not very smart."
Hajime stood up and leaned up against the wall. "Why do you care so much about what I do? You should be concerned with yourself."
"Why?" Nanami asked.
Hajime glanced up at the dusty ceiling in thought and annoyance. "Well, you are naive..." He told her.
Nanami frowned. "That's not true. Souda prefers the term 'oblivious'. I don't understand how I would be 'naive'." She replied.
"You just confirmed my statement." Hajime told her.
Nanami sighed. "Well, I think that we both are a bit...oblivious...after all, what just happened in that game was not very...well executed." She said, choosing her words carefully.
This caught the red-eyed man's attention. "Explain."
Nanami stood up and walked over to him. "Well, I just think that we need to learn how to be less sociably oblivious is all. I heard about clubs. We could have one of those." She suggested.
Hajime shook his head. "That won't work." He stated simply.
"Oh?" Nanami asked, interested. "Why not? If you don't mind me asking..."
Hajime took a sudden interest in the bookshelves as Nanami waited for his answer. He seemed to take a while, but she knew that he already had a reason behind it. Could've it been that he was trying to carefully choose his words too?
"Well, for starters, we would need at least three members. I'm sure that you have some friends that would join, but we would need one of the teachers to approve of it. And, on top of that, we would need to decide what to do in the club. What kind of activities, and such. We can't just have a club for making acquaintances." Hajime explained. Nanami could've sworn that this was the most that Hajme has ever spoken in one breath.
"You haven't seen Haganai, have you?" She asked.
"I don't really care for anime." Hajime replied.
Nanami inwardly sighed. Of course it would be difficult to create a club. After all, Hajime didn't really say what he liked. He would just criticise everything.
Nanami glanced at the clock. It was getting late. Souda would throw a tantrum and call the fire brigade. "Well, we'll talk about this later." She said. "I've got to-"
"-Go." Hajime finished off for her. "I know this already. You have to leave or that mechanic will call in army troops from another country."
Nanami gave him a small smile. "Feel free to play the games. There's a rhythm game there called Hatsu-"
"I know what it's called." Hajime interrupted. "Everyone listens to the music...for some reason..."
Nanami inwardly begged everyone who might've been present at the time who could've been a fan of that music to forgive Hajime for not knowing what he was saying. If he said it in front of the wrong people, he would've been swept away by a mob of angry fans who says 'no' to another's opinion.
She made her way to the door and stopped, glancing back. "And remember what I said about the hair...maybe it could be a good idea to cut it a little – so it's not in your way. And just remember that unless it's a formal occasion, you don't have to wear a suit." She reminded him before shrugging. "That's just what I think, though..."
"Hm." The other replied with little interest.
"I guess I'll see you tomorrow." She said, leaving the room and building.
"And that's why you shouldn't go out with anyone unless I say so!" Souda stated, concluding his speech to Nanami the next day. The two were currently eating lunch with Fujisaki and Oowada, who were just staring at him.
"Dude, that was one long-ass speech on dating if you ask me." Oowada stated.
"How did we get to this conversation again?" Fujisaki asked with a raised brow.
"It doesn't matter." Souda said. "The thing that does matter is that I'm right. Right, Fujisaki?"
Fujisaki felt eyes on him and didn't know what to say. He hated getting involved in these situations without asking. He quickly grabbed his laptop out of his bag and opened it up. "Sorry, Souda. I need to work on Alter Ego." He said
Souda slouched over. "Fine. Don't defend me." He said. He must've gotten over it quickly, though. His smile returned. "You understand, though, don't you Chiaki?"
Nanami blinked. "I suppose. But that speech was longer than all of the credits of the Final-"
"What did we say about publicly speaking about game titles?" Souda interrupted.
"That we should cut each-other off every time we try to say one for running gag purposes?" Fujisaki asked.
"Exactly. Also, it's copyright. And that's bad. I don't need the company you-know-who on my ass again..." Souda explained.
Nanami stood up. "Well, I'm going to the classroom now. While all this talk of Souda getting in trouble amuses me, I need to go so then I don't show up late..." She explained.
Souda pulled his legs in towards himself and cuddled them. "How mean, Chiaki..." He mumbled.
After saying goodbye, Nanami walked through the seemingly empty halls on her way to class. However, there was one person in the hallway, sitting just outside of one of the rooms, eating. Though, Nanami never expected him to be the type to do this sort of thing. She quietly walked up to him, and he didn't seem to notice.
"Kuzuryuu, right?" She asked the yakuza as he was about to swallow his food, surprising him so badly that he ended up choking on his food. "Ah, sorry...are you okay?"
"Ack! No, I am not okay! Are you trying to kill me or something, bitch?" The baby-face yelled as he stood up with his eye twitching in anger.
"I am not a female dog. And Fujisaki says that it's bad manners to say those things..." Nanami replied as she blinked at his sudden outburst. She never knew that someone with that face could be so...verbally abusive.
"Speaking of which, shouldn't you be with that cowardly babysitter...?" Kuzuryuu asked, a scowl glued onto his face.
Nanami tilted her head. "I don't have a babysitter." She told him.
"Don't play dumb with me, bitch...!" Kuzuryuu yelled.
Nanami stared at him. She didn't know how to handle this situation. That was, until she noticed something odd about where they were. "What are you doing here, Kuzuryuu...?" She asked.
The yakuza blinked. "Not that it's any of your business, but I was just calmly eating until someone tried to assassinate me!" He replied.
"That was not my intention." Nanami said. "I was just curious. Are you waiting for someone...?"
Kuzuryuu's eyes went wide as his face glowed a bright shade of pink. Nanami also noted how he had visibly flinched too. "W-Why would you say that?" He asked, stammering.
"Well, aren't there club activities going on in this room right now?" Nanami asked.
"Ugh! That's just a coincidence!" Kuzuryuu shouted.
"Now, what was it again...?" Nanami thought out loud. "Hm..."
"I-It's not anything!" Kuzuryuu interrupted. "Nothing is happening, damn it!"
"But you're stuttering...isn't that what happens sometimes when a person is nervous?" Nanami asked innocently.
"NO!" Kuzuryuu shouted, before taking a small breath to calm down. "Okay, I don't normally hit girls, alright? So, if you don't want to be the first girl I hurt, you had better watch what you say!"
Nanami blinked. Why is it that guys have so much pride? They can't be given a compliment and they don't like it when you talk too much. Nanami didn't understand.
"Do you mind if I ask who you're waiting for?" Nanami asked.
"Yes! I do mind if you ask! It's none of your business!" Kuzuryuu yelled. "Besides, who says that I'm waiting for someone?"
"You did."
"Huh? When?"
"Just now."
"I'll cut you into little pieces and sell you to a cannibal!" Kuzuryuu yelled.
"Do you have anything to cut me up with?" Nanami asked.
"Wha...? No, not now...but I will do it!" He yelled.
Nanami sighed. "Boys are complicated...okay, I won't ask anymore..."
"What was all of the yelling about?"
Both Nanami and Kuzuryuu turned around to see a familiar swordswoman. Nanami finally got the picture and nodded.
"It's okay. I have to go to class anyway..." Nanami stated as she turned to leave before feeling someone grip her wrist.
"If you tell anyone about this, I will go through with my threat! Got it?" It was Kuzuryuu.
Nanami shrugged. "I don't really get it, but if it's that important to you, I suppose I won't tell...I don't really feel like being eaten today..."
Pekoyama eyed Kuzuryuu. She obviously was confused about the whole 'cannibal' thing. Kuzuryuu let go off her, and there was surprisingly a red mark from where he held her. Kuzuryuu walked away, Pekoyama following him. She stopped in front of Nanami for a moment.
"I apologize about Fuyuhiko...that is to say – Kuzuryuu. He doesn't know what he wants most of the time." With that, she followed Kuzuryuu.
Nanami just stood there for a moment. "Are they on a first name basis? Are they that close?" She asked herself. She shrugged it off as she let out a small yawn. She decided it was best to head to the classroom. When she got there, there was another familiar face.
"Hello Nanami-san!"
Nanami smiled. "Hello Komaeda." She replied as she sat next to him.
"You know what; you are always early to class." Komaeda mentioned.
Nanami nodded. "It's really noisy out there. So, I decide to just go to where it's quiet..." She told him. "What about you? Why are you here early?"
Komaeda shrugged and stretched his arms out in front of him. "I just didn't want to bother anyone...nothing special, really?" He answered with what seemed to be a sad smile on his face.
Nanami stared at him for a moment. "Why do you think you would bother someone? I mean, you're pretty nice company...I think." She told him.
Komaeda scratched his head. "That's a complicated question, Nanami-san? What if I gave you a complicated answer?" He suggested.
"I don't know...I mean; I've had too many of those recently..." Nanami admitted. "Is it because of what Souda said?"
Komaeda shook his head. "No, no...of course not! It's my own opinion! That's all..." He replied.
"That answer is complicated..." Nanami told him.
"Ah...sorry..." He apologized.
"Komaeda," She began. "Can you tell me why boys are complicated?"
Komaeda blinked. "It's not like I don't want to help you, Nanami-san, but why are you asking me?" He asked.
"Well, to be perfectly honest, you're one of the more...sane people here. You're calmer than everyone else...I can't ask Souda, he would talk long enough for a three-thousand word report. Kuzuryuu would yell about how it's none of my business...you know how it is..." Nanami told him.
"I...think I get it." Komaeda mumbled. "Give me an example."
"When I try to give a compliment to one, they tell me it's a bad thing...is that true?" Nanami asked.
Komaeda shook his head. "I'll tell you a secret. Boys love to get compliments. We could listen to them all day. But, the only thing is that most boys want to sound tough. So, if someone compliments them, they get embarrassed."
"I think I understand..." Nanami mumbled.
"Most of the time when we deny something, we actually mean it...a lot." Komaeda added.
Nanami nodded. "Okay. Thanks Nagito."
The two stared at each-other for a long moment. "Didn't you mean 'Komaeda'?" He asked.
Nanami shook her head. "No. I said and meant 'Nagito'." She told him.
Komaeda laughed. "We haven't known each-other for that long, Nanami-san. I'm not sure if we can use a first-name basis yet." He explained.
"Well, when do people use the first-name basis with each-other...?" Nanami asked curiously.
Komaeda sat there and thought about it for a long time. "I'm not sure...I never used a first-name basis with anyone before."
"Well, you've helped me so much already, Nagito." Nanami stated. "I think it's fine."
Komaeda rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "You really are too kind, Nanami-san..."
Nanami had to admit. Komaeda was probably the person that she could rely on the most to listen to her. No offence to Souda or anything, but he would most likely overreact or something like that. Komaeda was like the best friend character in a game you could ask for advice or tips. He wouldn't think too much of it and she knew that he listened.
Nanami could see the pattern continuing much more clearly now. Class starts, bell rings, class dismissed. She decided that she would take a quick nap on her desk while Souda is trying to, quote 'score with Sonia-san'. She figured it would be really quick, or long and drawn out. Besides, she was sure Hajime wouldn't mind too much if she was a few minutes late. She folded her arms on her desk and nuzzled her face into them, closing her eyes, trying to get to sleep.
"Hey,"
She didn't look up.
"Hey!" The voice said louder.
They're probably not talking to her...she figured that was it.
"HEY!" The voice yelled. "Do I have to wake you up myself?"
Nanami blinked a few times before looking up. She yawned, still drowsy from her almost-nap. She stared at the face for a while until she recognised it.
"Good afternoon, Kuzuryuu." She said. Kuzuryuu seemed like he couldn't decide if he should look at the ceiling, the ground, or her. Like he was nervous about something...she sighed, knowing what he was about to say. "Don't worry. I kept my promise. I haven't told anyone." She stood up, seeing that Souda was almost done talking to Sonia. Besides, she didn't really feel like being yelled at again.
"About that," The boy said, grabbing her attention. He took in a deep breath before speaking again. "I-I...you see, I'm just doing this for Peko, but..."
Nanami tilted her head. If he was doing a comedy-skit, he was doing it in a strange way...
"Look, she told me that I might have made a bad impression or some shit like that..." The yakuza explained. "It's not your fault for anything...you were just passing by and all...so, I guess..." He visibly shuddered.
"Are you okay?" Nanami asked. "Your face is red again. Do you have a switch on you that turns you into a tomato...?"
"Ah? What? Why would you-? No! There is no such thing as a switch that does that!" The boy sputtered, soon groaning. "Are you that damn...never mind. It doesn't matter, okay...? The thing is though, I want to apologize for my earlier behaviour...I just got-"
"-Embarrassed because you want to sound tough...?" Nanami finished off. "I learned that today."
"Yeah..." Kuzuryuu replied with a barely noticeable nod. "So, uh...do you accept my apology...? I mean, I understand if you don't want to be nice to the guy who threatened to kill you over something like that..."
Nanami shrugged. "Well, it's okay. I don't really mind that much. After all, I haven't told anyone, so I don't have to worry. Besides, you seem like a nice person."
"I-I-I am not!" Kuzuryuu shouted. Nanami blinked. Had she seen this sort of thing before recently, or is she just dreaming? She shrugged it off though.
"You are, though. I mean, you waited for Pekoyama, didn't you? And you came over here to apologize to me." Nanami explained.
If it was possible, the yakuza's face went even redder. "D-Don't say that! I need some people to at least be scared of me!" He took a breath and calmed down, his face beginning to return back to its original colour. "Look, sorry. I'm not really good at this."
"So, you are also 'sociably oblivious'?" Nanami asked.
"No, I wouldn't say that..." Kuzuryuu stated. He lifted up one of his sleeves a little, revealing a watch. He sighed. "Okay, got to go. Um...goodbye, I guess?" He said and left.
Nanami couldn't decide what was more awkward. The first time they met, which resulted in him and Saionji yelling at each-other. The second time, where he yelled at her. Or this time, where he apologized. She let out a small sigh. Komaeda was right. Boys do get embarrassed easily.
Souda ran over to her and lifted her up into the air. "Are you okay, Chiaki? I saw Kuzuryuu over here! Did he do something to you?" He said in a panic.
Nanami shook her head. "No. We just talked. He's nice." She told him.
Souda had a look of confusion on his face. "If he's nice, then I'm a hedgehog with grass for quills and pretty pink flowers for ears." He said sarcastically. "Why do you go after all of the crazy ones?"
"That wouldn't be bad actually..." Nanami mumbled. "You would make a good hedgehog."
"AH! That's not the point!" Souda yelled.
"Souda," Nanami began. "Can you please put me down? I need to go see someone."
"If it's that same guy you visit every day, then I can't do that. What do you even do?" Souda asked.
"Well, right now we're playing games. I don't see the harm...please, Souda?" She replied.
Souda kept his stern expression glued on his face. "I haven't met the guy yet, so how can I trust him to be with you?" He asked.
"Well, just trust me..." Nanami said. Souda kept his cool. It was at this point that Nanami decided to bring out her cheat code. "Please Kazuichi?"
Souda blinked and slowly put her back on the ground. Souda soon grinned. "Okay! Just be back quick, alright?" He said happily.
Nanami nodded. "Thanks," She told him. She left the room and made her way towards the Reserve Building.
When she made it to the room, though...no one was in there. It was like a ghost...room? She looked around the room until she came across a desk with a piece of paper on top. Curiously, she picked it up and read what it said.
'Nanami,
I'm busy today. Meet me in town tomorrow in front of the game stop after you finish with school. Or else.
Hajime'
Nanami blinked. She didn't know how to feel. First, she was threatened face-to-face and then she was threatened through a note. It was kind of weird for someone who had such beautiful handwriting to use it like this.
"I guess I'll leave..." She said with a small disappointed sigh. "And I used my trump card already too."
She had been waiting all day for school to finish. She wondered what Hajime was planning today. But as she passed by the front entrance, she was surprised to see a whole gang of bikers. She blinked and curiosity once again got the better of her and she walked over to see what was going on. To her surprise – again – she spotted Souda and Fujisaki standing in front of them. Out of all of the people to be calm around a biker gang, she put these two really low on the list.
"What's going on?" She asked her creators.
"Oowada has something planned for today." Fujisaki answered. "Something about having a special guest ride with them."
"Who?" Nanami asked.
Souda shrugged. "Usually, I would think Ishimaru or Fujisaki, but that didn't work out too well." He replied. "So, who in the hell would know...?"
"He wouldn't even tell me..." Fujisaki added. "I wonder..."
"Girlfriend maybe?" Souda suggested. "It's possible."
"I don't think many people would approve of that." Nanami pointed out. "Is Oowada getting them."
Fujisaki shook his head. "No, he sent one of his members to get him. He's over there somewhere." He said, pointing over to a small crowd of people.
"I still think it's a girl." Souda continued.
"Oowada!" Fujisaki called out. Soon enough, Oowada walked over to them, pushing past the crowd. "Chiaki's here."
"Yo!" Oowada greeted.
"Yo?" Nanami replied, slightly confused. "Oowada, who are you taking with you?"
Oowada smiled. "Just one of my classmates. He's a bit of a coward, so I'm going to toughen him up a bit." He explained.
"So, it's not a girl." Nanami mumbled. "Told you, Souda."
Souda grumbled then blinked. "Wait...Souda?" He then walked over to a small garden and begun to fiddle with something.
"What are you doing Souda-kun?" Fujisaki asked.
"I'm growing mushrooms..." The mechanic mumbled in disappointment.
"Is that guy going to be okay?" Oowada asked.
Nanami shrugged. "He'll be fine. He wouldn't be able to grow mushrooms that quickly anyway..." She stated. "Anyway, who are you taking with you?"
"Ah well-oh, here he comes!" Oowada said as he pointed towards the school. Nanami and Fujisaki turned around to see a really buff guy carrying someone who looked like a stick compared to him. Nanami could've sworn she had seen this person before.
"Ah...! N-Naegi!" Fujisaki gasped.
"Oh yes...I met him the other day, I think..." Nanami said. "He is the one with the not copyrighted hair."
The buff guy carried Naegi over and put him on the ground. "Naegi, are you okay?" Fujisaki asked, worried.
"Yeah...I'm fine." Naegi replied. "Just a little spooked, I suppose. He just came up behind me and grabbed me."
"Good news, Naegi!" Oowada announced. "We're going on a ride."
"W-What?" Naegi asked. "I don't think-!"
"Don't worry. We'll stay within the speed limit." Oowada said, calming the luckster down. "For a while at least."
"EH?" Naegi screamed.
"Hey, just be glad we didn't decide to steal a doughnut truck and go onto a busy highway on a police chase." Oowada told him.
Nanami smiled, and did something so unexpected, that even Souda stopped planting his misery mushrooms to turn around. Nanami began to giggle.
"That's so stereotypical...! It would look like the police are chasing the truck to get doughnuts...!" She said, holding in her laughter.
"Oh come on! How did you make her laugh so easily?" Souda shouted in anger.
"Hey, don't ask me." Oowada told him.
"Hey, aren't you Nanami?" Naegi asked.
Nanami stopped her giggling fit and glanced over at him. "Yes. And you are Naegi. We met the other day when you fell down the stairs." She confirmed.
"Ah...thanks for refreshing my memory..." He mumbled in embarrassment.
Nanami nodded, not getting the sarcasm in his voice. "You're welcome." She replied.
Naegi sighed. "Today's not my day. First I get a bunch of questions about my hair and then I get forced to participate in illegal activities. I can't handle this...Kirigiri-san won't be happy with me..." He said, scratching the back of his head.
Nanami blinked. "Kirigiri...?" She asked.
Fujisaki nodded with a small smile. "She's really nice. She's the daughter of the headmaster here at Hope's Peak, and she's also the Super Duper High-School Level Detective." He explained. "She and Naegi are pretty close friends."
Naegi's face began to turn red. "I-I guess that's true." He said.
"Chihiro, what does it mean when someone's face turns red?" Nanami asked. "Does he have a fever?"
Fujisaki shook his head, the smile still present. "No. I think he's just a little embarrassed is all..." He said.
"Oh. I get it..." Nanami said. "I think...?"
"I-I am not..." Naegi said shyly.
Oowada smirked. "You know what could impress her? Being a badass and riding a motorcycle!" He stated as he grabbed Naegi's wrist and dragged him over to his bike. "See you guys later!" He called out to everyone.
"Bye Oowada! Bye Naegi!" Fujisaki said as he gave them a wave.
"Wait! I'm not ready yet, Oowad-AH!" Naegi screamed as he took off.
"Well, he's going to die young..." Souda stated.
Fujisaki glanced up at him and yelped. "Souda-kun! When you said you were going to grow mushrooms, I didn't think you meant on you!" He announced.
"It looks...less than attractive..." Nanami stated.
"Well," Souda began as he folded his arms. "I'm just Souda."
Nanami sighed. "Sorry, I forgot..." She said.
"..." Souda unfolded his arms and sighed. "It's okay. Just help me get these things off before Sonia-san sees me."
Nanami sighed as she stood in front of the game stop. She couldn't even begin to describe how long it took to convince Souda to let her come today. All she could say was that it involved a magnet and a Mcgronalds' coupon.
She didn't understand why he was late. After all, he was the one who arranged the meeting. So why would he show up late? If she showed up late, she would've gotten an earful out of him.
She yawned. If she was gain enough, she would've just slept on a park bench. But since Souda gave her that long speech about 'stranger danger', she didn't think that it was a good idea.
"Where is he?" She mumbled quietly to herself. She glanced inside the game shop. It looked as if there could've been hundreds of games inside. She couldn't wait for Hajime to show up. She might be able to ask him about going inside.
"Ah, good. You're here." A voice said from behind. She turned around and saw a new face. He kind of looked like Naegi's clone. The hair was almost exactly the same, only a darker shade of brown. He wore a white shirt and a green tie that had the name of another high-school written on it. He wore blue jeans along with red and white sneakers.
Nanami blinked and then stared at him for a moment. "Are you a telemarketer...?" She asked.
The man sighed. "Do I look like I have a phone?"
"I guess not." Nanami replied.
"Try again." He told her.
Nanami took a closer look at him as she narrowed her eyes. "Naegi's clone."
"No..." The man said in irritation.
Nanami smiled. "I'm just trolling you." She told him. "I'd recognise those red eyes anywhere. You didn't get contacts. Though, I'm glad you took my advice, Hajime."
Hajime rolled his eyes. "Well, if I didn't, you would be on my case..."
Author's Notes:
Whoo! All done. I thought it was best to leave it here for now. I'm sorry for not updating for a long time and giving you guys a short chapter...I'm all kinds of evil...
But! The exchange student thing went well. When they were leaving, though, everyone was crying and upset. And I was just standing there in a daze. Oops...forgot to cry.
I am really happy with all of the support I'm getting though. Your reviews inspired me! I was like 'I got to give them a chapter!' So, here it is!
I HAD to put Kuzuryuu in this chapter! He is easily one of my favourites! Anyone who doesn't like him doesn't understand my mind...! But hey, it's your opinion. And I respect that!
Finally, Hajime is back! He should be in more of the next chapter! I hope you guys like that. And anyone who hasn't watched Haganai, please give it a go. It's a good anime...
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