Ayanokoji Kiyotaka , Demon of 4th generation arrives at ANHS in search of freedom from his past. He will go to any length to ensure his freedom, even if he has to lead a class of defects to become the most formidable class in the history of the scho...
As I entered the classroom that was allotted to me in the acceptance letter, I searched for the seat that bore my student ID. It was at the back of my room, near the window. It had a great view towards the ocean.
I looked around the room, it was already half filled with students. The student sitting in front of me was busy reading something in his mobile phone which was provided by the school.
He was a little chubby and had spiky black hair and wore glasses, he seemed like a guy who would just blend in the background. But by the looks of it was quite handy with tech.
"Hello, my name is Ayanokoji Kiyotaka."
I had mustered every ounce of my self confidence to speak that sentence, if no reply was given back, l was pretty sure I would have never spoken to anybody in my high school life.
"Greetings, Ayanokoji-dono, I see that you are sitting in the protagonist seat."
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"Huh, What do you mean by protagonist seat. " "It seems that you are quite oblivious to the culture, just like an OP protagonist entering the human world, are you hiding your abilities as well? " he asked.
Well putting aside the fact that I didn't understand a word he said I tried to change the subject with the subtlety of a shouting gorilla. "Sorry, but I didn't get your name." I said.
"Forgive me, your highness. Sotomura Hideo, at your curtsey. But you can call me 'Proffesor', Ayanokoji-dono"
"Nice to meet you professor but I don't understand why are you calling me highness, isn't it used to address a member of the royal family. "
Even he was bewildered at my obliviousness. While I was talking with professor, a beautiful girl with long black hair with one braid tied with a pink bow and gradient red eyes sat on the seat beside me. If someone told me she was a year or two older.
At first I thought of approaching her and introducing myself, but after seeing her expressionless face, my instincts told me otherwise.
The well built blonde guy was also here, admiring himself in his mirror while sitting.
After a few minutes, the first bell rang. At that precise moment, a woman entered the classroom. When I first saw her,my initial impression was that she firmly believed in discipline. If I had to guess, I would have placed her age at thirty. She wore a suit and had delicate features. Her hair seemed long, and she'd tied it into a ponytail.
"Ahem. Good morning to you, students. I'm the instructor for Class D. My name is Chiyabashira Sae. I usually teach Japanese history. However, at this school, we do not change classrooms for each grade. For the next three years, I will be acting as your homeroom teacher, so I hope to get to know all of you." while speaking she gave me a longer stare than the others, it was barely noticeable, 'a blink and you miss' if you will.
"It's a pleasure to meet you. The entrance ceremony will be in the gymnasium one hour from now, but first, I will distribute written materials with information about this school's special rules. I will also hand out the admissions guide." The students in the front seats passed back the familiar documents I'd received after being accepted.This school differed from the multitude of other Japanese high schools in a few key ways. Here, all students were required to live in dormitories located on school premises. Although there was another option of living in your own non furnished house in the school premises. This one was not free. You would have to pay something called 50,000 points per month or 1.5 million private points for permanent residence till graduation excluding utilities. It could be shared between two students but they should be of the same school year.
