Yuri Okabe 3
We're too many! WTF?!
(=｀ε´=)
We like barely fin in the dining table, and couples have to share seats—but they ain't mad about it.
And all of this because Fumi-chan's inviting everyone.
(ಠ_ಠ)
I'm gonna give her a piece of my mind later.
(ಠ◡ಠ)
Just hope I don't forget about it.
(ﾟｰﾟ;)
Whatever! Now we're Fumi-chan, Eri-chan, Inoue-san, Yashirogi-san, Minato-kun, Shigeki-kun, Watanabe-san, Itadori-kun, Fujita-kun, Hattori-kun, Goto-kun, Ai-chan and her bf—I think this one's called Aoki-kun or something—Kitamura-kun, Kajiwara-kun, Oda-san, Yagami-kun, Hiryu-kun, Eda-chan and me.
"Yuri-chan," Eda-chan calls me, "how can I solve this?"
"Sure. (^◡^) Let me see."
[ECUATION.jpg in the first comment]
Really? You don't know how to solve this? (ఠ ͟ಠ)? It's so easy tbh.
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Fine, I'm gonna help you out.
(;¬＿¬)
"Ok, (^◡^) look, you have to use this:"
[QUADRATIC FORMULA.jpg in the first comment]
and then you'll get two answers which—
"Okabe-san, you have de economy hmwork?" Hiryu-san asks.
(;¬＿¬)
"Haven't done it yet. (^◡^)"
"No? How irresponsable, haha."
"Hahaha. (^◡^)"
(¬_¬)
"Okabe-san," Yagami-kun calls me.
(;¬＿¬)
"Yeah, what is it? (^◡^)"
"You understood that last thing on Chemistry?"
"Oh, yes, (^◡^) it was about like structural formulas, and those are like chemical formulas but for very complex compounds or something like:
[VITAMIN B12.jpg in the first comment]
so they use them to be like more simple to understand them or something.
"They look even more complex this way, hahaha. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)"
"Yeah, they do, haha. (^◡^)"
"Okabe-san," Oda-san calls me, "can you lend me your English notes?"
Why don't you write yours?
(ꐦ ¬＿¬)
"Sure. (^◡^) But Kajiwara-kun has them."
"Ok, thanx. ♥"
"Sure. (^◡^)"
"Okabe-san," I don't have to turn over to know that asshole of Itadori-kun's calling me. (◔ д◔)
I fucking hate him!
(ꐦಠ＿ಠ)
But still:
"Yes, Itadori-kun. (^◡^)"
He's sitting with his three asshole friends: Fujita-kun, Hattori-kun and Goto-kun.
"When you gonna let me I see those?" he asks, and his asshole friends laugh 'cuz they're assholes.
Fucking die already!
(ꐦ ಠ皿ಠ )
But I answer:
"See what, Itadori-kun? (^◡^)?" I tots know what he's talking about, but:
Itadori-kun's like: ( ☉_☉)? for a second, but he remembers his asshole friends are there, so he says:
"Those answers on your exams, or what were you thinking? Lol. (⌐■◡■)
((ꐦ ಠ皿ಠ ))
But I say:
"But you don't even go to our school, Itadori-kun. (^◡^)"
And he's like: ( ☉_☉)
And his asshole friends are like: ☜(≧∇≦ ) σ(≧ε≦ｏ) (ﾉ≧∀≦)ﾉ
And I'm like: ψ(｀∇´)ψ on the inside.
"But I do," says that asshole of Hattori-kun. "Can I see those?"
And he and his asshole friends like laugh their asses off.
"Why you laugh? (^◡^)?" I pretend I don'k know and ask them. "Can you explain it to me, pls?"
And here is where those assholes shut the fuck up, ( ☉_☉) (☉_☉) (☉_☉ ) 'cuz there's no way they tell me "yeah, it's just that, you know, we're fucking pigs, and we were talking about them titties of yours, and we're so fucking pervert and a bunch of virgins that we find that funny."
"Oh, leave 'er alone," Eda-chan comes out to defend me. There was no reason to, but thanx. o(^▽^)o "Hey, Yuri-chan, but how can I use that formula you gave me."
(;¬＿¬)
"Yes, (^◡^) look: you replace A, B and C with this numbers in the equation and then you just like solve it.
"Ok, but if I have more questions I'm gonna bother you again. Lol. (＾ ౪ ＾)"
(ꐦ ¬＿¬)
"Sure. (^◡^)"
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What?! I'm like free now?!
(≧▽≦)
Ok, ok, I'll just chill for a moment.
(＾ω＾)
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( •__• )
Ok, ok, what's everyone else doing? Fumi-chan's sleeping now—and why should I wake her up?
Ai-chan y Aoki-kun are in a corner, whispering very close to each other.
"You have something right here. (♥ω♥)" Ai-chan touches Aoki-kun's cheek.
"What is it? ♥" Aoki-kun asks.
Ai-chan kisses his cheek.
"A little bit of love. ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥"
"Oh, yeah? Well, you also have something in your cheek (♡∀♡)" and then he kisses her.
And they start to make out. ( ≧з ≦) (≧ε ≦ )
( ☉_☉)
Whatever. Eri-chan's with Inoue-san, Yashirogi-san and Minato-kun, and she does either: 1) tell some goosip, or 2) hear some goosip.
And where are Shigeki-kun and Watanabe-san?
┐(ఠ͟ಠ)┌
I guess they're like who-knows-where making out or worse.
(¬_¬)
I hope they didn't find my room 'cuz gross.
(хдх)
But I always lock it.
(ಠ‿↼)
And I hope that bitch of my mom doesn't find them.
(;¬＿¬)
But whatever. Why should I care? (ಠ~ಠ) And why I'm like wasting my time when I can be doing my homework?
(˚ᗜ˚;)
"Hey, Yuri-chan," is Eda-chan again.
(˚ Д ˚ )
"Yeah. (^◡^)"
"But, what numbers I use in the formula u gave me? These ones?"
(ꐦಠ＿ಠ)
"Ok, (^◡^) see these numbers on the equation? Well, this is A, this is B, and this is C."
"Oh, ok, thanx a lot, Yuri-chan. ♥"
"Sure. (^◡^)"
(;¬＿¬)
But now I can do my homework. I sit wherever I can, grab my books and—
"Yuri-chan!" Fumi-chan grabs me by the shoulders and goes like crazy or something; she's just like shaking me all over.（;ﾟ;艸;ﾟ;）"Why u no wake me up?! U said you gon' help me, and I really need help!"
"Sure, Fumi-chan, I'll help you out. (^◡^)"
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(∘⁼̴⃙̀˘︷˘⁼̴⃙́∘)
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Finally they're like gone now.
(≧∀≦)
And that means sleepy time!
ꍞ (¦ꒉ[▓▓]
But I have to finish my homework first.
m(_ _;)m
This sucks!
(T⌓T)
But whatever. I lock myself in my room, put all my book on my desk and get started.
_ φ (T-T*)
And that bitch of my mom's heels sound louder and louder. (;¬＿¬)
*KNOCK, KNOCK*
She's knocking @ my door.
(ꐦ ¬＿¬)
*KNOCK, KNOCK*
"Yuri."
Fuck! (ꐦ ¬ д ¬)
I leave my homework unfinished and open the door.
"What you want? ( ಠ_ಠ )"
"Oh, with this again. (¬д¬ ) I just want to see how you're doing.
"I'm kinda busy right now."
"Homework? If you didn't waste your time with your friends, you would have already finished it. ( ｰ̀εｰ́ ) No wonder you're not in the student council."
( Ծ_Ծ )
"And why would I want to be there? I'm super busy already. ヽ(｀ロ´)ノ
"Really? ( ಠ_ಠ )? You barely do what you should. At your age I did the same as you, and I was the president of the student council, and I did social service every sunday. And I could play the piano. You think I can't hear you? In high school already and you can't even play Rachmaninoff. You're so worthless.
"WTF! And if you were that good @ everything, why did you end up like this?! (╬ Ò Д Ó) You're so worthless, and you're only judging me! Go die already! (ꐦ ಠ皿ಠ )
She's like: (°ㅂ° ╬)
And:
"You know nothing, you bitch! o(*≧д≦)o)) Don't you see everything I do for you?! Everything you have and achieve is because of me! And everything I do is for your own sake!"
"For my own sake?! You think I wanna end up like you?! o (*≧д≦)o))
"Exactly, you bitch! ヽ(╬ >д<)ノ Time's running out, can't you see?! You're wasting your life, and you won't be able to fix it later! I was way more successful than you and look at me now! If you keep living like you do, you're gonna end up way worse than me! Don't you get it?!"
"No, all of this is on you! Who made you marry that asshole?! ヽ(╬ >д<)ノ"
"You did! If I got married it was because of YOU! ٩(╬ʘ皿ʘ╬)۶ You think I wanted to marry?! Or have you?!
"Wait, what?"
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*CHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIR*
Someone opens the garage door.
( ﾟДﾟ)＜!! !!＞ (ﾟДﾟ )
It's probably dad.
"Fuck!" mom yells and leaves.
And I slam the door, lock it, put a pillow over my face and:
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