M2, Book 1: Reversals

<Chapter One: "My Remedy">

Since I sat in the back rows and my seat was a meter or two away from the exit, I might as well abandon the assembly.

Before I left, I heard some cheers for a certain orange-head. What, he famous or something?

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I sat down on the grass in the shade of a tree, my brain idling and asking itself what to do to kill time. If I literally could, I'd physically kill time on school days. Maybe not, but at least beat up to... you know, kill time (I'M SORRY).

My head jerked up a bit, hearing a females' voice. When did I get good ears? Am I in a cool anime?

I walked casually towards the origin, seeing a blue-haired girl against the corner of a side of the building.

Oh, it's delinquent migration season, but it seems two are staying. How lucky~

I grabbed a small rock from the ground. Pretty conveniant, right? It had blunt sides, one a bit jagged but not sharp enough to stab unless you very much tried. I gave a good toss, also factoring for a warm-up towards one of the males pushing her. He got hit in the back. making him cringe and fall to the side. The other turd looked for me, and voila. I was already in front of him as I sucker-punched him.

They both regained their balance. Good.

I cracked my knuckles loudly. Very loudly. I used a moderate male voice, putting some intimidation in it.

"Ready to die?"

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Obviously, they didn't die.

But their friends would have to question why their faces smell like wasabi and why they're so bloody. Well, not that bloody.

I helped the girl up -- she was surprisingly light, and her blue eyes were very attractive, fitting with those eyelashes she had going on about. I can see why the two punks wanted to 'do' her... Am I turning lesbian? No way. I'm bi, not just les. Legit.

"Are you doing fine?" I asked nonchalantly. She only looked a bit embarrassed, but then nodded after I took a closer glance at her face. She was crying. That'd be obvious in most victim's or would-be victims if that happened to them.

She still had her clothes on, a bit wrinkled. I got here before the crime, goodie. I wonder how big of a lust a man even has for a cutie like this here... Hypothetically: unsatiable if alone. Totally.

"Th-Thank you..." she whispered out. I patted her slightly. "Karma Akabane. What's your name?" I waited for a bit. "Nag-Nagisa." She cleared her throat once.

"Nagisa Shiota."

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Guuuuh. Class is boring.

I was placed into Class 1-B. Not bad. I'm exceed noticeably in Math and Japanese History, but I'm doing bad in science. English and Japanese, I'm doing a bit better than the average japanese student.

I guess 'a little' is an understatement. I'm doing good.

The rest of the school day was uneventful.

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I met a certain familiar blueberry by the main gate outside. I poked her back, making her jump slightly. "You get scared that easily?" I asked, curious of how easy she is to scare. Well, she's also a girl, but still... a poke?

"You sneaked up on me... obviously I'd at least jump." Hm. Well then. Maybe casually walking counts as sneaking, but okay.

"Wanna walk home together?" Is what I'd like to say. I just met her, and asking that is simply weird... And why is she following me?

Both of us have been going on the same pathway for a while. I decided to ask her, although I already knew she lived around my address evident by her familiar path-walk. "You go this way too?" She nodded slowly. I stopped at my front door, small compared to the mansion itself obviously.

"See you tommorow then, Shiota-san." I unlocked the door with a key, used a code, then typed in a password. Very nice security.

She looked a bit in awe at my house. I think that'd be obvious...

"Akabane-san, are you rich?" Another obvious question. I nodded a bit, before adding to it. "It's more like my parents are, but I have at least around 12,000 yen in stock. See ya." I waved with my left hand, using my offhand to close the door initiating the lock sequence.

Hmm... time to play some games then.

There weren't any notable events after I got home besides the fact I leveled up more than usual because game logic is real logic. Yep.

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When people ask for FemKarma and they get this bad fanfiction in return. I'm sorry, but I'm very much a newbie writer. I have barely any willpower, and to go with that, low energy almost constantly... So don't expect too many updates! Maybe once a week? Once every two weeks? No idea, sorry.

Next Chapter: "Punishment"