Yes, I know that this isn't the amount that you all were waiting for, but come on I have a life of my too you know? Anyways, here's something to keep you entertained temporarily while I go finish the rest of this.

(One Punch Man OST- ~One Day~)

Hidden within a secret world lies Youkai Private Academy, a school meant to teach monsters how to coexist peacefully and silently with the dominant race known as humans. When students are on school grounds, they must all follow the strict rules of never revealing their monster identities to anyone else; staying in human form will help them in the long run.

Yet, there is one student who wasn't man, nor monster, not even a thing. Just an individual who got applied because he failed his exams. He was powerful in his own right; strong enough to overpower anyone that dare cross him. Having an apathy so strong that people swore a rock has more emotion than him. Never really really took anything seriously when it came to a challenge because he knows he'll always win no matter how much he half-asses it.

Except for bargain day. And having the most blankest personality ever.

Which pretty sums up everything about the individual known as Tsukune Aono, who was walking down the same dirt road everyone used to get to the school; the deep and wide trench was still there, a reminder of the immense power he displayed in an attempt to keep Saizou away from Moka. Speaking of him, he was reported missing a few days after no one has seen him either outside or inside school grounds.

It wasn't until someone accidentally stumbled upon his rotting gory remains was he later confirmed dead; right after a DNA test was done of course.

News of it spread throughout the school in little time. Many weren't sure sure what the cause of death was, but the students who witnessed the display of power the other day had suspicions that the blank faced boy had something to do with it. Others would agree to that claim, as they also saw the hatred burning in his eyes when he looked at the rogue monster.

Though they all just eventually forgot about and continued on with their lives; they were monsters, so death wasn't all that worrying for them.

Anyways, as Tsukune was walking, he heard a loud commotion from a group of male students who gathered to witness something they consider holy and beautiful. That something was his pink-haired friend who also happened to be walking to school. As usual, the peanut gallery made comments regarding their opinion on the vampire girl.

"Oh my god! Look, it's Moka!"

"Her beauty is as radiant as ever. It's as though a blinding light is coming off of her..."

On cue, a holy light emanated off of her whole body, including a heavenly choir playing in the background.

'Where's all this light and music coming from?' Tsukune asked himself in his mind as he put on a pair of sunglasses he got from out of nowhere to block out the intense light; performing the magic satchel technique without acknowledging it.

"I wish she were my girlfriend..."

"In you dreams! She's mine!"

"You wish!"

"Back off you retards! Moka is mine you hear me?!"

"Shut the fuck up y-y-you goddamn idiots! Only she and I are meant to be! So if you don't agree with my opinion, THEN KILL YOURSELVES!"

Tsukune's eye twitched in annoyance. 'Just who keeps making these annoying comments?' He thought, referring to the individual who surprisingly stays hidden in plain sight, despite using an outdoor voice.

"She's so dazzling!"

"Moka Akashiya is obviously the number one beauty!"

Moka however, paid no attention to what everyone was saying as her focus was put on the brunette whom she owed her life with; he did save her from getting violated.

When they made eye contact, his response was to smile at her and wave.

"Morning," was all he said to her. In an instant, Moka latched onto him by giving the boy her signature hug; laced with affection but in a friendly way.

"Morning Tsukune!" She greeted the brunette. Tsukune patted her on the back to return the gesture, sparking feelings of jealousy among the unfortunate males.

"WHAAAAAAAAAT?!"

"Why is Moka with a boy?!"

"That guy again?! What does he have that we don't?!"

"He's not getting away with this! We'll make him regret it!"

Because he heard some of them say that their going to kill him, it was natural of Tsukune to look at them and enforce his will on them so they could get the message that he didn't want to deal with their shenanigans.

Right after lifting his shades above his eyes of course.

"Hey, shut up. I'm not in the mood right now so stop, unless you're all looking to get punched."

The males immediately shut and nodded, after having felt the smallest bit of his animosity aimed at them. They also felt jealous of the way he looked.

It should have been mentioned earlier how his school attire currently looked. The blazer was open, the red tie either a bit undone or incomplete, and the first two buttons of his white dress shirt were undone and untucked. Mixed with the cool-looking shades he still had on and his bored attitude, and the result is looking like the dream boy of most girls.

Earlier in the morning, Tsukune woke up a bit late. So he had little time to spruce himself up. This was considered one of those 'happy accidents' that happen to some people. A very good happy accident many would say. Moka also had to admit that he looked really cool.

Anyways, both departed together for another day of education. But not before Tsukune realized something important.

'Why am I still wearing these sunglasses?' He thought in a bit of confusion. He took them off and tossed them to the side. Now it wouldn't be a morning for the brunette if something considered odd didn't happen when he does something at the time the sun rises.

So something strange did happen, which consisted on the sunglasses he threw. When the accessory hit the ground, it exploded, followed by the sounds of a cat screeching rather loudly, which was accompanied with the sounds of metal trash cans banging against one another.

Just another morning for Tsukune Aono.

(End Music)

Unbeknownst to both of them, someone else was watching them. The individual looking at the pinkette in disgust and hatred.

"Hey Tsukune."

"What is it?"

"Can... Can I drink your blood? I forgot to eat breakfast."

"Sure, I don't mind."

With glee, she sank her veined fangs into his jugular vein. Tsukune still had to admit that it felt weird to having his flesh pierced by nothing more than a pair of cute vampire girl fangs. Maybe stuff related to cuteness was his weakness? But he still felt fine, and even if by the off chance that she drank more than two pints of his life fluid, he would still feel fine.

Ever since he became overpowered, he never caught any illnesses or any kind of negative ailment. Broken bones were out of the question, as they too have become literally indestructible, along with his internal organs. He would be unable to get anemia since his body can somehow produce an unlimited amount of the red liquid.

How he knew this, well Moka always drank to around maybe two or three liters of his blood; the human body holds up to an estimate of four liters, so basically he was a walking, limitless beverage for the pinkette.

Now that he put more thought about his invulnerability, it made him sound like a Gary Stu that everyone hated and despised.

'I really hope that isn't the case,' he thought with the smallest bits of panic as Moka continued to drink his fluid. When she was done she licked her lips in satisfaction.

"Mmm~! Your blood is really tasty and packed with energy," Moka said with her trademarked cheerfulness.

He didn't hear what his cheerful companion had said as he placed the fingers of his right hand to feel where he had been bitten. There were no holes, perhaps it was his body's doing he asked himself. Maybe he has super healing? Nah, otherwise what would be the point of having an indestructible body to begin with?

His thoughts were cut short as he felt someone's presence, it was laced with hints of malevolence. He snapped his head to where the presence went to. His instincts to prevent a disaster from even happening kicked in; his training, random fights with monsters and him saving people from natural disasters were thanks to that. Moka seemed to have noticed his change in attitude.

"Tsukune are you-"

"Shh."

He silenced her by pressing his index finger to her lips. The action caught her off guard, but remained silent; it didn't stop her from blushing a bit.

His face looked focused, but retained its usual blank form. His eyes were locked on a specific location, wanting to know where the presence went. A few seconds later he looked at her.

"Moka, I'm going to check something real quick; scream real loud if you're in trouble okay?"

"Uh, okay?"

As soon as she responded, he ran off to where he assumes the malevolent presence may be in a burst of speed that left a seven foot long crater where he stood, and kicked up a bit of wind. Moka flinched on instinct with her hair whipping with the forced air currents. When she opened her eyes, her friend was no longer there.

She looked confused, until she saw where he headed; the trail of small craters littered with spider web cracks may as well had a sign that said, "This way you jackass!".

All in all, she just chalked it up as one of his shenanigans and ran to where he was headed.

Jimmy the Snake knew where to go.

Jimmy the Snake memorized the forest.

Jimmy the Snake slithered to its next meal.

Jimmy the Snake heard rumbling.

Jimmy the Snake paid no heed to it.

Jimmy the Snake found his prey.

Jimmy the Snake stuck out its forked tongue to lock onto its scent.

Jimmy the Snake camouflaged with the environment to catch it off-guard.

Jimmy the Snake prepared to snatch his meal.

Jimmy the Snake heard the rumbling again.

Jimmy the Snake faltered when it felt the dominance of another.

Jimmy the Snake's head was crushed by a black foot.

Jimmy the Snake fucking died.

Jimmy the Snake's lifeless carcass became food for the wolfs.

Jimmy the Snake was later reincarnated as a giant mutated anaconda in an alternate Earth.

"Where was it?" Tsukune asked himself while scratching his head and scraping bits of dead snake off his right shoe with the ground. He was sure that the presence was here. Was it all in his head?

"No that can't be it. I only react like that if someone was in danger or if I'm about to miss bargain day," he said to himself. It wasn't long before he heard a voice - a young woman's specifically - moan in discomfort and slight pain.

"Oh... Ohhh..."

His head and eyes quickly locked on to where the source of the voice was, and lo and behold, was it something of complete interest.

"S-Someone... please help me... I just suddenly started feeling ill..."

Tsukune started running towards the girl at normal human speeds, automatically worried for her safety.

"Oi, are you alright? Do you want me to take you to the infirmary?" He helped her up with the same gentleness he uses to hold back his strength.

"Thank you. I always ahead a weak body." The teal-haired girl then started to lean towards him with her chest pressing against his own; Tsukune became weirded out by this action, even though he is the one holding her up.

The girl's school attire consisted of the white dress shirt, which was beneath a yellow vest with a red ribbon tied on the front. Another ribbon was used to tie her hair back into a ponytail. The skirt is the same as the others. She also wore ankle-length socks.

"My chest just starts hurting all of a sudden... like... like it's about to burst," the unidentified girl said while she continued to press her breasts against him. Tsukune was starting to have a suspicion feeling about her. It wasn't until what she said next proved his point.

"Hold me tight like this," she said by pressing them further onto him.

'Is... is she trying to seduce me?' He thought in a bit of surprise. From the way she is doing it, it was obvious on what kind of tactic she was using. The question in his head right now was why was she trying to seduce him. Whatever the reason was, it was beyond his understanding.

A stray thought made its way to the inner recesses of his thinking cortex; if it's called like that. If he never had the events happen to him - which lead to him training - he would have ended up as some cowardly, corny shonen protagonist who would most likely be extremely flustered of the feeling of this girl's gifted 'assets' squished against his very being.

He inwardly shuddered, because he felt that he was right on the money.

And it spooked him.

And made him be disappointed in himself.

'Just what is my life now?' He asked himself.

"Look into my eyes Tsukune..."

'How does she know my name?' Tsukune asked himself, confused since he hasn't even given her his name yet. Regardless, he did what she requested and made eye contact with her. The unnamed girl then attempted to breach his mind through hypnosis. A slight ripple in the air between them occurred.

"My name is Kurumu Kurono. Please be a good friend to me."

Kurumu inwardly smirked, thinking that she had the brunette under her control. Unbeknownst to her, her charm was having no effect on the apathetic teenager. The reason being why was because he didn't just train his body, he also trained his mind. He did so by staying in long periods of time in the blistering heat during summer, and the shivering cold during the winter. He eventually built up a resistance to the harsh temperatures; later gaining an immunity to anything mind-based.

Looks like it came in handy he thought. He wasn't dumb, the moment Kurumu used some kind of mind control on him, he now realized what her intentions were. Well not entirely, he only came to the assumption that she planned on using him for whatever she wanted. Be it anything but violating him. Tsukune had standards, and being used as a playtoy was not part of his bucket list.

If he ever bothered to make one at least.

But back to the situation. The teal-haired girl was still using her charm on him, and based on the blank face that still remained present, it wasn't affecting him in the slightest. It wasn't until he let go of her and let her drop to the ground did she stop.

"Hey, look at that. You seem pretty fine to me. I'd better go on my way now," he said with the tiniest hints of uneasiness laced in his voice. Kurumu looked confused, until she realized what happened.

"W-Wait-"

"Sorry. I have to get going. I don't want to be late to class."

"Hey! Hold on-"

"Sorry, can't. Bye."

"TSUKUNEEEEEEE!"

Alerted by the sudden shout, the brunette turned to the source to see his pinkette friend running towards him. His attention now focused mainly on her as she stopped in front of him while panting a bit.

"Tsukune! Why did you run off like that?!" She complained in a whiny-like matter. Tsukune's eyebrows rose slightly due to the tone she used on him. He never expected her to explode like that, then again anyone would if someone ran out on them without notice first.

"Uh, because I felt a hostile presence?" His answer came off as more of a question than a legit answer.

"Well you should have warned me before you did that," she huffed with the smallest hint of aggregation in her voice, which was understandable. Though it was really difficult to take her seriously when she pouted and crossed her arms in a cute manner. A metaphorical cinnamon roll was the first thing that came to mind.

"Sorry," he apologized while rubbing the back of his head; a habit which he has yet to kill off. Moka seemed to have adopted a look of realization.

"Why did you run off like that?"

"That's because I felt malicious intent and wanted to make sure I stopped it."

Now it was Moka's turn to raise an eyebrow. She looked behind him to see nothing.

"Then why is there nothing there?" She asked in a questioning manner with a side of suspicion. Tsukune felt confused by that, so he looked behind himself. The girl that was previously there was gone.

"Huh, odd. She was definitely here. Wonder where she went?" He asked himself.

"Well, let's just go already," Moka said, still sounding a bit frustrated. She couldn't explain it in words, but she felt a little... mad? She didn't know why the feeling was there when he said 'she', it was just there.

"Hehe... aren't you the popular one, eh boy?"

Both heads turned to the source of the new voice. Only one of them knew who it was that spoke that sentence. Standing before them - cigar clenched between teeth - was the legend amongst vehicle drivers. The one who can drive and steer a vehicle like no other.

The Legendary, Bus Driver Dude.

"Oh, hey. What are you doing here?" Tsukune asked in his usual nonchalant manner.

"On break is all, heheheheheheh..."

Moka was a bit weirded out by the way the bus driver talked. She leaned towards Tsukune's right ear to whisper something to him.

"Is he always this weird?" She whispered as quietly as she could.

"From what I know, he's always like this. Don't mind it," Tsukune replied in a normal tone of voice, not bothering to whisper back. The bus driver then gave him a piece of advice.

"By the way kid, beware of women's feelings. But seeing as you don't even fear women and understand the feelings of one on an above average scale, you won't need help from little ol' me. Heheheheh..."

The bus driver walked away while smoking his cigar, chuckling all the while. Tsukune and Moka went on their way to the school. The pinkette could have sworn that her brunette friend narrowed his eyes slightly at the peculiar individual; but was barely noticeable.

Meanwhile, hiding behind one of the dead trees was Kurumu. The teal-haired girl spied at the two from a distance, mad that her plan to hypnotize the boy failed.

'Dammit! Why didn't it work?! He should've been under my control the moment we made eye contact! Is he resistant to mind control or something?! Whatever, I can find other ways to make that bitch suffer.'

With that said and done, Kurumu walked away to formulate her next plan.

For those who are going to complain that this was too short, let me remind you that I like to do things my own pace, and if you haven't noticed the pattern here, I update the important stories here once every month.

Also if you like this story, then I'd appreciate it if you gave my other story, High School Psycho of Psychos a chance. If you don't want to, then that's fine.

That's it, see ya.