Event 4: School Club

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Hello good, I come with a little announcement xD

I'm Anon20K author of this fanfic and as you know it's inspired by "The Marvelous Dragon Ball" but only the base so don't expect it to be similar, not to mention that I could only read the first 30 chaps xD

Well but let's go with the important stuff in the announcement.

Right now I'm working as a collaborator for Ero-Purgatory and I was left as a scriptwriter, it was decided to make as a project an eroge based on the story "Guide for a Saiyajin in Marvel & DC". Of course the eroge is separate and completely different from the story.

You can go to the patreon and see the project. The download links are completely FREE and any kind of help is completely VOLUNTARY.

https://www.(*)patreon(*).com/EroPurgatory

Just delete the (*)

Sincerely Anon20K

PS: This is the first version and will be updated progressively, not to mention that it will have many more characters.

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[Event rank D: My ideal club].

[Description: The host must search for a club that accommodates him and suits his needs as well as responds to all his demands]

[Rewards: +2 SP]

[Penalty: -2 SP and teacher Shizuka will recommend the club to which the host will belong]

[Secret bonus: +1 SP]

"With a mission going on I really can't refuse to look for the right club for my skills, it would be a waste to lose system points" Haruta said in his mind as he walked down the school hallway on his way to his classroom for the last class of the day before starting his club search.

The classes passed quickly leaving Haruta free to start his mission -I should ask Yamamoto for help, I'm sure he can help me and everything will be over quickly- said Haruta taking out his phone and dialing Yamamoto's number quickly.

-Haruta? What's wrong?" asked Yamamoto who answered Haruta's call.

-I need your help to find a club," explained Haruta bluntly.

-I'm sorry Haruta but I can't help you today, I have work to do and I'm already at the station waiting for the train," answered Yamamoto refusing Haruta's request.

-I understand, don't worry I can look for the club- said Haruta before saying goodbye to his friend to finish by putting the phone in his pocket -Okay, let's go check out the clubs at the school..... Maybe I should just sign up for the basketball club.

Haruta walked around the schoolyard looking at the activities that the students of the school were doing -Baseball? ..... nah, I never played baseball in this or in my past life and I don't want to spend points on that-.

Haruta slowly opened the gym door at the back of the school only to see an orange-haired boy jumping high into the air -Wow he really doesn't take his eyes off the ball, he's really good-.

while watching the school's Volleyball team practicing with all their might in Haruta's head quickly appeared the question trying to solve his problem "Should I sign up for Volleyball?" but just as fast as the question appeared it was at the same speed Haruta shook his head and refused "no no no, there is no way I can sign up for Volleyball" said Haruta in his head turning around and closing the door behind him.

Continuing on his way Haruta found the American Football Club which forced him to remember his life as an American college student and how his classmates loved American football - I would sign up but I don't think the original Haruta's body was made for such intensity - said Haruta quietly shaking his head and leaving again in search of another club.

Haruta quickly continued his search for clubs, he passed by the "Sohoku" cycling club, the drama club, the literature club, the video game club, among other clubs that were on the way to the Basketball club's gymnasium.

A lot of noise could be heard from inside, the sound of sneakers and the bouncing of the ball lured Haruta's soul back to his old home, it was as if he was back at his college again waiting to enter the gym where his team was practicing.

Unconsciously Haruta got ready to play basketball by undoing his tie and removing the first buttons of his shirt and rolling up the sleeves.

-Who are you?" the female voice brought Haruta out of the mental trance caused by his old emotions.

-Me?" asked Haruta incredulously looking at the pink-haired girl who appeared next to him without him noticing her presence.

-Of course, I don't see anyone else here," said the young woman smiling calmly.

Haruta took his hands off the door handles -Ah, I'm Haruta Kuma, a sophomore who just transferred, I'm looking for a club to join- he introduced himself quickly.

-Oh, a new student ..... so you want to join the basketball team," said the girl without introducing herself while looking at Haruta from head to toe as if she was examining him.

Haruta knew what she was doing after all it was normal to notice the musculature of the players, unfortunately he also knew that he would not approve after all the original Haruta was not a person who was into physical training, the muscles that the body now had was the result of the union of the host soul and Haruta's body with the help of the system.

-I'm sorry to tell you that the team is full but during the second half of the year there are tryouts for applicants, maybe you could try your luck there," said the pink haired girl bowing a little to Haruta before they said goodbye leaving Haruta alone outside the Gym.

"It's normal, if you don't have the talent to play it's impossible to belong to any basketball team, yet I feel like something inside me is burning with rage" said Haruta in his mind while he kept his right hand pressed against his heart.

-Sigh....- the sigh that Haruta released made him clear his mind, he was still not completely used to his situation, in his past life he had never been rejected by a basketball team, as a player with great skills he was already recognized and many professional teams were waiting for him to graduate from college.