The New Transfer Student… Is a Complete Disaster!
"Good morning, everyone. Another nice day, huh?"
I made sure to greet the girls in a way that wouldn't provoke them. Gotta keep the balance right, you know? If I don't do it, it feels like my day's missing something. By the way, things looked pretty hectic around the teacher's office earlier. I saw Miho-sensei bowing to everyone like her life depended on it.
Speak of the devil—here comes Miho-sensei now.
She's looking pretty worn out lately, almost like she's shrunk. It's probably all the stress getting to her. Not to mention all the recent drama, there's no way Miho-sensei got out of it without some kind of reprimand. Yesterday during lunch break, while I was motivating the younger kids by shouting, "Run, run! Tag is all about stamina! Don't be a wimp, or they'll call you a 'bean sprout!'" Miho-sensei gave me this dead-eyed stare, muttering "bean sprout" under her breath. Super creepy.
I wonder if I should suggest she talk to the vice-principal? He's a total silver fox, and Miho-sensei might actually crack a smile for once. (Completely out of goodwill, of course.)
"Alright, everyone, please take your seats. We have a new student joining us today. He's a transfer student, so he might be a little nervous, but I expect you all to be kind and welcoming."
A new guy, huh? This could be interesting. Even the studious girls raised their heads in curiosity. It's like a primal instinct or something.
Whoa. Dude's got some serious dark circles under his eyes, and his gaze is straight-up wild. Is this guy gonna be alright?
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"Hmph, I suppose I'll graciously allow you all to take care of me. You should feel honored."
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What the heck?!
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Did a suspicious person just walk into the room? All the girls immediately went back to their books like nothing happened.
Wait, you expect us to deal with *that*? Miho-sensei, could you stop clutching your stomach and staring at me like that? Hey, fellow dudes, how about some backup? Stop avoiding eye contact!
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"What's with the women in this school? Don't you have any manners? I, the great Kimura Hideo, have bestowed upon you the privilege of looking after me. You should be lining up to greet me personally."
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Alright, we're done here.
No, no, no, absolutely not! Is this guy insane? The girls are ignoring him, and the guys are just mortified. Miho-sensei, please stop praying silently!
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"Ah, I see, I see. You must be too shy. It's understandable, given that my good looks must overwhelm you compared to these other boys. How adorable, all of you pretending to study to hide your embarrassment."
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Wow, his confidence is bulletproof. Seriously, how can he think the girls are shy when they're just ignoring him? And did he just glance at me when he said "compared to these other boys"?
Hey guys, why are you all looking away? Why are your shoulders shaking? Are you… tearing up?
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"Hmph, such modesty. This is truly a first for me. I understand it must be difficult to approach someone as great as me, but fear not. You, the girl in the front, come and guide me to my seat."
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Uh-oh. He's made contact with the wrong person. Grabbing her shoulder like that is a *huge* mistake—
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*BAM!*
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Too late. She just landed a clean uppercut from a low angle, and the desk flew along with him. She threw her whole body into it, twisting her waist for maximum power. Is she gunning for a world championship with that right hand? The other girls barely glanced at her—like this was just another day at school.
Meanwhile, every guy here is trembling in their seats.
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"Well! That was quite an energetic greeting. Everyone, this is Kimura Hideo. He's your new friend, so be nice and get along with him. Especially the boys—you guys take care of him, alright?"
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Wow. Miho-sensei just glossed over everything like nothing happened.
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"Kimura-kun, you must be tired and a little nervous, huh? Boys, you don't look too good either. Don't stay up too late, okay? Now, can you all take Kimura-kun to the nurse's office? You can rest there too if you need to."
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I see now.
We're trained soldiers, tasked with evacuating the wounded. Mission received and accepted! *Salutes*