Hello. I realise I have been sluggish on updates, but i just couldnt be bothered at the time.
regardless, please enjoy this chapter.

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Part 1
"What is it that you are doing?" Tristan asked his neighbour in the classroom. It was break time, so they were mostly alone.

"Oh? Tristan, you rarely take interest in what I do. Whats the occasion?" Said Sleeper, while inserting an earphone on the side opposite Tristan.

"You've never touched and looked at a flat board before. What is that you're putting in your ear?" He craned his head a little to get a better look.

"What, you've never seen a phone or earphones before?" He breathed with confusion, while holding out the device.

The other one shook his head.

"Aa-, well..." Sleeper took a second or two to consider if Tristan wasn't able to afford one.

But even so, he must have heard of them before.

"M-most students have these, they're for calling people. I use it to listen to music." Sleeper held out the other earphone that hadn't been put in his ear. There was sound leaking from it.

He let Tristan take it, who then held it close to his ear.

A little later, his eyes went wide behind the slight strands of hair covering them. "I've never heard such a beautiful sounding thing before." He returned the earphone to his neighbour.

"You like it? Its from an anime I watched a long time ago. But man, that you don't know what a phone is, it's kind of worrying." Tristan crossed his arms and thought to himself.

"Hey, you know, someone was here looking for you the other day while you were out in the sun." Sleeper said, reminiscing on how strange was to be talked to as if you were someone else. "They thought that I was you...even though I said they had the wrong person."

"Who was it and what did they say?"

"She's a little short, and has yellow eyes with white hair. I explained that I wasn't who she was looking for, as for what she said, she gave me this letter, said some things and just left." Sleeper took out a blank paper. There was some writing on it he didn't understand. "Even has your name on it. I'll open it for you..." He fiddled with the paper, and another paper came out of the paper. "For the man himself." Sleeper gave Tristan the paper addressed to him.

"What's it say? I want to know."

After unravelling the folded sheet, he began to read the letter.

"I cannot read this text."

"Uh, a-are you serious?" Sleeper got up and walked to his side. "Wah, that's some neat handwriting there."

"I wouldn't know, I can only read the Language of The Gods." Tristan looked over the writing, wondering how these strange characters could be text.

"L-Language of The Gods? Hey, you're not going Chuuni on me are you? Honestly, I thought you were above that stuff, what with the silence thing. Uh, my classmate who seemed like such a cool person is saying something from middle school." He rubbed his face.

"More importantly, you can read this?" Tristan asked while Sleeper rambled to himself. "Right, right...it says..." He grabbed the letter and began to translate it.

"Tristan Fidel, if you are reading this, then it means that I was unable to reach you earlier, as such, I have asked your classmate to deliver this to you...

My name is Yuri Nakamura, a member of the Social Interaction club. Many times, I notice at break and lunch times that you always go up to the school building's roof to sit alone. Instead of doing that, would you like to be with a group of friends who will welcome you despite what most students perceive of you?
I openly invite you to the Social Interaction Club, we are often open even after the school day ends, so even if it's just for a while, we would like you to attend our meetings at least once."

"That's the end of it. So you got invited to a club, huh. Uh, I doubt anyone's told you, but if you go for too long without entering a school club, then the Student Council will keep pestering you to join one. Seriously, one time when I was getting my things from my locker and closed it, and then there was someone who introduced herself as part of the Council, and basically told me to hurry up and join a club." Sleeper returned to his seat, and busied himself on his phone, as it was called.

"Really, about the time where there was someone waiting for me outside of the toilets, man that freaked me out." He looked up towards Tristan.

"Go and see about that club. You never know where one might pop up.. next." He looked back towards the phone in his hands.

"When will you join a club, sempai?"

"HOLY JESUS!" Jumping up, Sleeper knocked back his chair and backed away from who was under the desk. One of the students, whom had remained in the classroom, jolted to see what had happened.

"Wah, sempai, your foreign accent got out again, did I scare you that hard like the time at the toilets?" A girl got out from under Sleeper's desk and stood straight after dusting her uniform.

"You again? Ah, w-well, I was actually about to join a club right now, isn't that right, Tristan?"

"Social Interaction club... Social Interaction club." He opened the door to leave.

"Hey wait there! You only know the directions to the roof of the school, any other time you just follow some random student and get lost right? I'll show you where that social club is, so don't leave me here with this crazy girl!"

Part 2

"I remember seeing the Social Interactions sign around here somewhere"

Somewhere in the school, Sleeper led his look-alike seating neighbour towards the club.

"Sempai, the Council President said that if you don't join a club soon, you will become a dirty NEET that leeches off of his parents and is only a burden on society, no, a burden on humanity. Sempai, do you want to be a burden on humanity?"

He was being followed by a member of the Student Council

"Hah? Since when does not joining a club do that to you, actually, did Council President really say that? No, more like, why are you following us!?"

"I am aware of sempai's lying ways, last week, you said to somebody 'Can I borrow your pencil? I'll give it back after the lesson ends', and then, when the class ended, you ran outside the classroom, even when the owner wanted to talk to you." Revealing his dark nature, the underclassman expertly evaded a series of attacks coming her way.

"What are you!? An omnipresent ghost!? Don't you have classes of your own!"

"I can't read these signs, so tell me where it is." Tristan said while looking in through the small strip of glass on the doors they passed.

"R-right." Sleeper remembered the reason he left the classroom.
"Eh, so Tristan-sempai cannot read what is written on the sign."
"Yeah, it seems he can't read Japanese at all. I think that's partly why he gets lost in parts the school when we need to change classrooms."
"I just thought that he was a delinquent who wouldn't go to classes, but to think..."

"...that there was someone in high school that couldn't read Japanese. He must be impressive at fooling others..."

"Ah, Tristan. There's the sign that says 'Social Interactions Club', I'll go with you, so come on." The two went to the door,

"Sempai, is this the club you were joining?"

"You wait here." Sleeper quickly urged Tristan to walk a little quicker.

The inside of the room was dark, with the windows that would have let light in fitted with closed curtains.

A dim light flicked on from the middle of the room, revealing a comfy spinning chair.

"Sempai, I don't like this room very much..." The member of the Council whispered

"Why are you still here?" Sleeper whispered back to her.

A smug laugh was in the air, and the three of them looked ahead.

"Kukuku, I've been expecting you..."

The chair, lit by the dim light, twirled to reveal a girl.

"Welcome to outer heaven..." The girl said, while clasping her hands in front of her face. She looked very complacent.

"It seems there is more than expected. Very well... take them away."

Both Sleeper and the Council member were pushed out of the dark room by some force.

"W-what is going on?" Sleeper was pushed out of the dark room while he shook his limbs.

"Stop that, this is harassment of a minor, and don't touch my butt. I-I will tell the teachers you touched my butt, so stop it." While the council member was repulsed out, but also at the harassment she experienced.

Now, out of the room, and separated from Tristan, they wondered what to do.

"Sempai, how about you join a club."

"Don't wanna. And why are you still here?"

Part 3

"Then, how did you meet with him, oh brave one?"

"Maria, I'm not sure if that little one can speak."

Holding Eria in her lithe arms, Maria questioned the puplet. So far, the only response was a growl.

Quelaag tried to see if Maria would put aside her pride and put the little one down.

"What a small-minded outlook Quelaag. Even if two beings are of different species, they are still able to understand each other if their hearts are aligned."

"That might be true. But I don't think biting one another is grounds for understanding between two different species."

"This is merely how this species displays affection, see? Try for yourself."

"Uh, I would love to, but she's hanging off your hand with just her teeth."

"Such a fierce soul, to rail against foes at such a young age. Alright, dog, I see your spirit, and now grant you the right to be referred by me as a wolf. So if you would..."

"...at least stop scratching my clothes. These clothes belong to your master, do you wish to rebel against him? How foolish of you."

Seeing the two beings battle with each other, Quelaag became thankful her familiar wasn't so rowdy.