When I opened my eyes, I had been expecting hell, not whatever this was. Looking around everything seemed giant, even the woman holding me. When I realized I was being held I looked down at my hand, it was smaller than usual and more chubby, like a baby's. So I was reincarnated, not exactly what I was expecting. Closing my eyes I just went to sleep, not wanting to deal with any of this.

When I turned five I decided to try using my magecraft and found out two important details. One, this world had less mana in it than in my past life, and two, my magecraft seemed stronger, though not by much, it was noticeable.

For the most part, my life had been pretty ordinary. Excluding training my magecraft, the most interesting part of my life was when I was ten and my parents allowed me to go to a forge, I was able to make a lot of extravagant swords.

It was a peaceful life, nothing truly special happened. And now I'm watching one of my classmates fall into an abyss. It had all changed that day in our second year of high school.

Monday. That is the beginning of the melancholy of the week. Most people would sigh at this beginning of the week while remembering the paradise that occurred in the previous days,

Currently, Shirou Emiya is not against this kind of tradition. However, Shirou's case was different from others, as he currently has an adult mentality, making having to go to high school classes worse.

Shirou was a fairly popular student, with both the female and male populations, because of his kind personality, maturity, and generosity. He would help anyone who asked or just seemed to need it, often going to school early to help out the teachers, as well as staying after to help cleaning with the clubs, enough so that some of the other students called him the fake janitor

His looks were another thing that contributed to his popularity, his hair was cut short and was like dark copper, he had heavily tanned skin, and strange almost golden eyes.

Right when the bell would ring, like usual, a familiar face came walking in. His name was Nagumo Hajime, a pretty average student, he wasn't the best-looking person or the smartest, but he did remind me of my past self, and he was my friend.

"Yo, nasty otaku! Did you stay up all night to play games again? Was it an erotic game?"

"Ew, soo gross~ Playing an erotic game for the whole night is really so disgusting~"

I could only frown at how childish these guys were. The student making all this ruckus is Hayama Daisuke, the leader of the people who bothered Hajime daily. The three companions beside him who shared an idiotic laugh are Saito Yoshiki, Kondou Reiichi, and Nakano Shinji.

Walking up to him I hand Hajime a bento. "Morning Hajime, these guys bothering you?" When he took it I could swear he shivered, looking over his shoulder I saw some people starting to look away. "You know you should start eating healthier, right."

Before he could respond we heard an easily recognizable voice

"Good morning, Nagumo-kun! Almost late, as usual, you should come earlier next time."

One female student smiled happily as she walked beside Hajime. In this class, no, in this entire school, those who were on friendly terms with Hajime were, sadly, only a small minority, and she was probably one of, if not the, biggest reason why.

This girl was called Shirasaki Kaori, she was one of the two "goddesses" in the school. Regardless of male and female, she was extremely popular due to her beauty. Her black hair reached up to her waist, her big droopy eyes revealed a hint of gentleness, and a tiny nose aligned with her pink-colored lips, even with her appearance she couldn't compare to Saber or Tohsaka, not many people could.

She always wears a big smile and shares a strong sense of responsibility, she knows how to take care of other people. She was always relied on by her classmates, she didn't abhor anyone and treated everyone with equal sincerity. She possessed a maturity unlike that of a high school student.

Due to the influence of pulling an all-nighter, Hajime frequently dozed off in class. Because of this, he was thought of as an irresponsible student, even though his grades were average. Kaori, who naturally liked to take care of other people, always thought about him.

In that case, if only Hajime were to pay attention in class, or if he was a handsome guy, then they would have been able to tolerate Kaori caring about him. But unfortunately, Hajime's appearance was only average, and with his motto of "hobby comes first", it was hard for them to picture him improving for the better.

For a person such as Hajime to be able to get close to Kaori, most of the male students were unable to accept it, and were probably wondering "Why only that guy!" It was more simple for the female students, in their eyes he was wasting Kaori's efforts. They were only unhappy that he did not try to change his attitude toward the classes.

"Ah, good morning Shirasaki-san." For some reason, Hajime had a bitter smile when he responded.

"Morning, Shirasaki."

Kaori wore a very joyful expression as usual. Hajime broke out in a cold sweat, so I sent him a questioning glance that he didn't notice.

Almost looking planned, when the interaction, as that's the most it could be called, came to an end, three people approached them.

"Nagumo-kun, good morning, isn't this hard on you every day?"

"Kaori, Emiya, looking after him again? Seriously, you two are too kind."

"That unenthusiastic guy, it's useless no matter what you two say to him."

The only one who greeted Hajime among the three was a girl called Yaegashi Shizuku, she was Kaori's best friend. The long black hair tied in a ponytail was her trademark. Her slit and delicate eyes were sharp, but gentleness also leaked out from within. Thus, rather than ice-cold, it would be better to say that she was elegant. Her height was around 172 cm, and she could be considered tall among the girls, even being taller than me by 5 cm. Her body posture and imposing temperament automatically made people associate her with a samurai.

In fact, her parents owned the Yaegashi Fencing Dojo. Shizuku herself had been undefeated in any kendo convention since elementary school. She once accepted a magazine interview as the modern-day beautiful swordswoman. She was also frequently followed by diehard fans. The younger schoolgirl would use passionate eyes to gaze at her, and call her "onee-sama". Shizuku couldn't help but twitch her lips after hearing their way of addressing her every time, this was a scene that could be seen frequently and was quite entertaining.

Next, the one who spoke to me and Kaori with a somewhat arrogant line was called Amanogawa Kouki. Living up to his heroic name, he was seen as handsome, had outstanding grades, and was like a superhuman who was good in all kinds of sports. He had fluffy dark brown hair and gentle eyes, his height was close to 180 cm, and his body was slender yet toned. Kouki was kind to everyone and had a strong sense of justice, he could be an idiot sometimes. He was a student of Yaegashi Fencing Dojo since elementary school and was a national-level athlete like Shizuku, they were childhood friends. There were at least a few dozen girls who had fallen for him, but since he was always together with Shizuku and Kaori, a lot of girls were unable to bring themselves to confess to him.

Despite all that, he still gets a confession at least twice per month. He was only able to become popular thanks to all his hard work.

The last one who spoke with a ridiculing tone was a male student called Sakagami Ryutaro, Kouki's best friend. Under his trimmed hair was a pair of keen and cheerful eyes, he was about 190 cm tall, and had a bear-like physique. He doesn't seem to pay much attention to details.

Ryutaro was a hardworking, determined, and hot-blooded person, those were respectable traits, but that's why he had a dislike for someone like Hajime who came to school to sleep and his unmotivated appearance. After shooting a glance at Hajime, he just snorted with his nose and completely ignored him.

"Good morning, Yaegashi-san, Amanogawa-kun, Sakagami-kun. Haha, meh, this can be considered you reap what you sow, it can't be helped."

Hajime laughed bitterly as he returned their greetings. Honestly, what's wrong with these kids, they keep staring like they want to kill Hajime.

"Since you understand your conduct, why not try to fix it? Until when are you going to stop taking advantage of Kaori's kindness? They can't take care of you forever."

"Let up on him Kouki, he's not nearly as bad off as you think he is."

Even if people asked Hajime to "change", he still wouldn't hesitate to center his life around his hobby. That was because his father was a game creator, and his mother was a shoujo mangaka. Hajime probably had plans to go get a part-time job at his father's company or his mother's workshop.

He already had the skills needed for them, and it aligned with his hobby perfectly. That is a perfect standard of life, so no matter what anyone else says, he didn't need to change his way of life.

"No way~ Ahaha…"

Hajime tried to just shrug it off with a laugh. However, just as usual, our goddess dropped a bomb without even being aware of the situation.

"Kouki-kun, What are you saying? I… I was just talking with Nagumo-kun?"

The classroom became very noisy, the male students gnashed their teeth and stared at Hajime with malicious intent. Hiyama and the other three even discussed where they should take Hajime for a beating during lunch break.

"Sigh… Seriously, Kaori is too kind. Same with you Emiya."

Clearly, Kouki had misunderstood my and Kaori's intentions. A perfect superhuman, it was due to this reason that he hadn't the slightest doubt of his shortcomings, this is really so troublesome. Hajime turned his attention to the blue sky outside of the classroom, probably wanting to escape reality.

"…Sorry about that, but those two don't have any bad intentions…"

Shizuku, who had a complete grasp of the situation, secretly apologized to us, it was probably more for Hajime in particular. On the other hand, Hajime just shrugged as if there was nothing he could do about it, and forced a smile.

Just as they were talking about this, the bell that signaled the first class had resounded, as the teacher entered the classroom.

Perhaps Hatayama was already used to the atmosphere in the class, she didn't say anything and immediately took the morning attendance.

After that, the class started like usual, and as it should be, Hajime also set out on a journey toward the dream world.

Kaori looked at that kind of Hajime with a smile, Shizuku exposed a bitter smile while thinking he was also a big-shot in a sense, the male students clicked their tongues, and the female students looked at him with disgust.

When lunch break started I moved over near Hajime, allowing him to get up on his own. Since he often dozed off in class, his body remembered the time to get up.

Hajime raised his face from the desk and took around ten seconds to take out the bento I gave him. After surveying his surroundings, since some of the students had darted to the canteen to buy their lunch, the number of people in the classroom decreased a lot. Even so, the majority of the students had a lunchbox like Hajime, so there were still two-thirds of the students remaining in the classroom. Moreover, the fourth period just ended a moment ago, so their social studies teacher, Hatayama Aiko, was still at her desk discussing something with a few students.

—Gobble! Gobble! Gobble!

Amazingly, Hajime finished his lunch before I could open mine. After eating he complimented my cooking and decided to lie on his desk to sleep. However, Kaori didn't let him do as such. She giggled and sat on the other side of Hajime.

"Nagumo-kun, how rare it is to see you in class. Having your lunch? Why don't you two come and eat with us?"

An obviously dangerous aura flooded the classroom once more. Seriously, what is wrong with these kids!?

Hajime tried to refuse, "Ah~ Thank you for the invitation, Shirasaki-san. But I already finished eating, why don't you go have your lunch with Amanogawa and the others?" He showed the empty bento.

"Eh! Only that much for lunch? You need to have a proper meal! I will share some with you!"

The pressure from the surroundings and the cold sweat on Hajime's back increased over time, just at this time, his savior arrived, it was Kouki and his group.

"Kaori, let's go eat together, Nagumo doesn't seem like he has had enough sleep. Do you think I will allow a sleepyhead like him to eat Kaori's delicious homemade food?"

Kouki revealed a bright smile while spitting out an annoying line, but the handsome guy's smile and nauseating line didn't seem to have any effect on Kaori who was naturally airhead.

"Eh? Why do I need to get Kouki's permission?"

"Pfft…" Hearing Kaori's words, Shizuku couldn't help but restrain herself from laughing. Kouki forced a smile and tried to play it off. As a result, five of the most popular students were gathered around Hajime's seat. This was a fact that cannot be changed, the pressure from the gazes was also very unlikely to weaken.

All of a sudden I felt like Hajime had jinxed us. When I tried to get up, I found that I couldn't.

In front of us, a pure white formalcraft design appeared just under Kouki's foot. Very soon, all the students around also noticed this abnormal situation. Everyone's attention was attracted by those brilliant patterns, they gazed at the thing that looked like a magic circle.

At the same time the magic circle was getting brighter, it instantly expanded to the size of an entire classroom. The abnormal situation gradually expanded under my feet. The students let out a wail after their stiff body gradually relaxed. Hatayama-sensei, who had been staying in the classroom until now immediately shouted, "Everyone! Leave the classroom!" However, just at the same time, the magic circle's light flickered as if it was about to explode.

After a few seconds or perhaps a few minutes, when that classroom which was enveloped by the snow-white radiance returned to its original state, nobody was left in the classroom anymore. The chairs that fell on the ground, the lunchbox that was left open with half of the food remaining, the messy chopsticks and plastic bottles, all the classroom utensils were there, but not a single soul could be seen. This event — High School Students Spirited Away During the Daytime — caused a huge uproar all over the world, but that is a story for another time.

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Something you guys should know, this story didn't follow any of the three routes from fsn.

Thank you for reading, and again if there is anything I could do better, please tell me.