Hound of the Dead

Chapter 2: Thugs

Beta read by Shigiya, Darklord331, Kyugan and Derpmaster9000

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-Tokonosu City-

"Yo!" He greeted the two highschool girls, his tone cheerful. "Sorry to butt in, but I couldn't help but overhear that you're from Fujimi Academy. Mind if I join you for a moment? I'm new around here and thought it'd be a good idea to chat with my potential fellow classmates… you know, cool to break the ice and all that." He motioned to a bag containing a few cans of beer. Oh wait… according to the modern world’s laws these two were underage for drinking. Well, he didn’t think it was that big of an issue, he did find teens younger than him drinking from time to time, but he guessed it would be a bit different here. 

Though he remained undeterred, if they wanted to have a taste, then who was he to say no?

"Wait, you're really a student!?" The fiery redhead shouted again, her expression a mix of surprise and skepticism, earning her a large smirk from the Irishman. Just from that he already had an inkling of her personality, he could already tell that the two would get along nicely. "You look like a grown-ass man!" 

"Hahahahaha! I do, don't I? I get that a lot, but aye, I'm seventeen.” He confessed with a chuckle, not insulted in the slightest as he struck a pose for the girls, the Hound basking in their admiration, or at least, that’s what he assumed he was seeing in their eyes. “I guess ye could say I hit the genetic lottery.” 

Truer words had never been spoken, both in this life and the last, though while it was certainly true that his father had been an early bloomer, supposedly sprouting a full beard before hitting thirteen, Cu couldn't help but wonder if his past life was affecting his present. It certainly didn't hurt that he greatly resembled his younger self from his past life, right down to his crimson eyes and blue hair, which he'd styled back in a warriors-tail much like he had following his training under Scathach, despite his mother's disapproval. "I swear this body is really seventeen years old, it’s the truth."

Not like he was lying, something told him that these gals would think of him as a weirdo if he mentioned he was an ancient Irish hero who got reincarnated in the modern world after fighting and getting killed in a war against other freaks of nature — his parents sure did laugh when he mentioned that. Oh well, it wasn't his fault they thought he was joking.

Was it the world fucking with him, or simply a side-effect of reincarnation, Cu honestly couldn't tell nor did he really give it much importance, though admittedly it was kind of comforting seeing a familliar face whenever he looked in the mirror. "So like I said, I'm new in town.” he explained to the girls with a smirk. “Just landed a few hours ago in fact and thought I'd get the lay of the land since I'll be attending Fujimi Academy for the foreseeable future.”

“I didn't know we were getting a foreign exchange student.” Fumiko mused aloud, her analytical mind already trying to piece things together as she eyed the hound. "You sure you didn't get held back a year? You seriously look like you should be in college."

"I'll take that as a compliment.” Cu chuckled, not insulted in the slightest, since even in his past life he'd always been more mature than his true age implied. “You're quite the looker yourself, if you don't mind me saying so.”

"U-Um...Thank you?" Fumiko stammered, clearly caught off guard by the foreign teen's forwardness, a stark contrast to the boys she was familiar with. "It's nice of you to say that, but I'm not that special, I'm actually rather plain compared to other girls.”