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 1: Reincarnation

    So, this was what it meant to finally die.

    Darkness, it was the only thing that surrounded me, the abyss where I can only do nothing but peer at its never-ending space.

    If this was life after death, then screw those priests for bullshitting us about the notion of Heaven and Hell.

    Damn them and their religious propaganda.

    Really, if I¡¯m going to spend here for all eternity, then I would go all crazy like some sort of retarded patient from a mental hospital.

    Not that I was one, but I once witnessed a friend of mine succumbing to madness, right after his girlfriend and mother were murdered right before his very eyes. And I sure as hell don¡¯t want to end up like him, even when I feel nothing but sympathy for him.

    Speaking of murder, I was a victim as well and the foul deed was done by someone I trusted, a man who I considered my brother in everything but blood... my one and only best friend.

    My name was Takamura Daichi, 27 years old. I possessed an average height of 5¡¯7¡± with a decently athletic build, black military undercut hair and a reasonably handsome face. I was happily married and expecting a kid from my pregnant wife.

    Of course, I would not be seeing my child to be any longer since I was killed seemingly out of the blue. My best friend, Asakura Kuzuki, was someone who I got along pretty well with ever since we were kids. We did everything together, played together, entered military service together, and made our respective marks on the battlefield when we were assigned to hunt down rebel groups from all over the world.

    But then one day, while we were on our usual assignment in Russia, a bomb exploded at our camp and the rebels invaded us. They slaughtered each one of my brothers-in-arms indiscriminately while doing unspeakable things to the few women staff who were with us.

    We were caught off-guard by the sudden ambush. Our location was supposed to be top-secret. The question was: How did the rebels know where we were? The only logical answer was that someone incriminated us¡­ There was a spy among us.

    Turns out it was the bastard, Kuzuki himself. While I was on the verge of my death, he came to me with a sadistic smile and boasted about his triumph while I lie bleeding on the ground. He told me the vilest of things, like how I was a simple-minded fool who could do nothing but point a gun, an underachiever who only join the military just because I was not smart enough to enter college. Sure sticks and stones, the insults were certainly there, yada-yada, but there was one thing that he said that made me boil.

    He said that he¡¯ll be stealing my wife and my child, be her husband and the father that I¡¯ll never be, and tell her how I died dishonorably while he, the traitor, would live to be the sole surviving hero to tell the tale of this tragic event.

    Oh, how I wanted nothing more than to kill, no¡­ slaughter, to rip his flesh off piece by piece like how a butcher butchered a pig, and make him suffer horribly with my own two hands. But alas, my life came to a halt when he finally shot me in the head.

    How utterly anticlimactic. Thus ended the tale of Takamura Daichi, a Captain of the Japanese Army.

    Or so I thought.

    A few moments later, I was suddenly engulfed in a blinding light, covering my whole body until I could no longer see the darkness anymore.

    Then, when I finally opened my eyes, I found myself staring at a white ceiling, with my body lying on a bed of the same color.

    The first thing that I felt was incredible weakness and fatigue, and apparently, a dextrose was also attached to my right wrist.

    So, based on my findings, this meant that I¡¯m actually alive, and currently inside a hospital room. So, I survive a gunshot to the head then? Talk about a fucking miracle.

    That was actually not the case.

    Because as soon as I made any first sign of consciousness, someone quickly hugged me and cried.

    It was an older woman in her middle age and someone who I never met before. She has long brown hair, green eyes, and quite a pretty face. The lady was also dressed in a simple green blouse and blue jeans.

    ¡°Haruto, thank goodness, I thought you would never wake up!!!¡±

    Haruto? Who was that? The last time I remembered, my name was Takamura Daichi.

    Despite my great confusion, I chose to remain silent for now. Perhaps the lady just mistook me for someone else? Although that was highly unlikely, given the extreme amount of emotion that she was displaying to a stranger like myself.

    Additionally, my head kind of hurt slightly as well as I felt some sort of dressing on it. Must be the result of the gunshot that I miraculously survived.

    Strange, a gunshot to the head would no doubt lead to almost certain death. Maybe I was lucky? There were cases of people surviving such a deadly ordeal, as long as it did not hit the brain stem and thalamus, which were crucial to consciousness and basic body functions like breath control and the heartbeat.

    Defying such odds was something that I should be grateful for. Lady luck was definitely on my side on that particular day.

    Anyways, I decided to end my short silence and questioned the lady, ¡°Haruto? I¡¯m not Haruto. Who are you, miss?¡±

    Her expression showed more grief at my inquiry and she bit her lip, ¡°So it¡¯s true. You really do have amnesia as the doctor told me.¡±

    My eyes widen and my confusion only grew further.

    Amnesia? No, that¡¯s not right. I perfectly remember everything about my past, my childhood, down to the last detail. Most importantly, how could I forget the moment when my best friend turned traitor and betrayed me and my brother-in-arms?

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    While my head was still kind of sore, I felt completely fine nonetheless. I¡¯m not sure what this woman was talking about.

    As an experienced military officer of the Japanese Army and a Captain of the U.N. Special Forces who witnessed countless atrocities done by human hands, being calm in the face of adversaries was my forte. While anyone would justifiably feel anxiety in this situation, I was as collected as the wind and opted to question her further.

    ¡°Look miss, Perhaps this was a misunderstanding? I¡¯m not Haruto. Maybe you are mistaking me for someone else? My name is-¡°

    Before I could even finish my explanation, the woman finally broke into tears and hugged me tighter.

    ¡°Of course not!! How could I mistake my own son for someone else!? You are Hanazono Haruto!! A 15 years old high school student!! You were caught in a car accident while you were on your way to school. The doctor told me that your odds of survival were very slim, 15 to 75. I don¡¯t know what your sister and I are going to do if you have died. Both of you are the only family I have.¡±

    What the hell? Me, a high schooler? I¡¯m a 27 years old working adult for crying out loud!! This was getting absurd, how could I be mistaken for someone so very young!!?

    As I was about to voice out my frustration, my peripheral vision on the right caught a glimpse of something¡­

    Something that changed my very outlook on reality and the sheer surprise that accompanied it.

    It was a mirror.

    And I witnessed someone different. It was not of the soldier who fought in different countries and experienced countless horrors of war.

    No, it was as the lady said¡­ a young boy who has not even reached the pinnacle of his maturity and youth.

    ¡°N-no¡­ it can¡¯t be¡­¡±

    For the very first time in many years, I have experienced the emotion that I never would have thought would resurface ever since my very first skirmish.

    Anxiety¡­

    While I experienced this state every once in a while, it was to a lesser extent. Years of military involvement had numbed this emotional turmoil and whenever signs of such emotion threaten to emerge, I would quickly bury it through rational thinking and good judgment, even when under stress.

    But in this current dilemma that I found myself in, it was anything but rational!!

    How the hell did I end up in someone else¡¯s body after I woke up from a life-threatening event!!?

    Was this some sort of government scheme? To cover up my actual death? Did they somehow find the technology to transfer a person¡¯s consciousness from one body to another? I do know a lot of military secrets after all, and future assignments were also dependent on me and my vast array of critical knowledge. Aside from being a military officer, I also served as an Intelligence Officer in the Army. Basically, I was an agent¡­ a spy.

    No, it does not make sense. Even if the government truly did, they could have transferred it to an adult who can roam freely and continue working for them instead of a teenager who was still bound by his duties and responsibilities to both his parents and school.

    And even if they did whatsoever thought of doing it to a high schooler, they could have also put me out of the radar and let me operate in secrecy under the pretense of death.

    Damn it, then what¡¯s the answer to this bizarre predicament then!?

    Wait¡­ I suppose logic was out of the question then. The only other conclusion that I came up with was something that was supernatural in nature.

    Reincarnation¡­

    I was reincarnated into the body of a 15-year-old boy.

    It was the only other thing that I can think of. There¡¯s no other explanation for this.

    My memories¡­ Takamura Daichi¡¯s memories¡­ I can still remember them all.

    But what of the boy, Hanazono Haruto¡¯s memories? His mother told me that he was a victim of a car accident, thus having the excuse of amnesia.

    This¡­ this situation felt rather surreal indeed. I¡¯m not exactly sure of what to do and I could only stare at my reflection in a deep trance.

    ¡°Haruto!! Haruto!! Dear, are you alright!?¡±

    Oh right, my mother, whatever her name was, tried to get my attention as she was cowering in deep panic for my mental health.

    ¡°Miss¡­Uhm¡­ Mother.¡± It felt weird calling her by our parental relationship. ¡°What is the date today?¡±

    ¡°16 January 2022, why do you ask?¡± The woman instantly answered, her panic seemed to have dropped. She was probably relieved that I called her mother and started talking to her.

    2022¡­ So 15 years had passed since my untimely demise.

    What was even more strange was that my death was also of the same death; 16 January 2007.

    Bloody fucking hell, was fate playing tricks on me? Whatever Gods above must be entertained that I was a victim of their silly machinations.

    15 years¡­ my child would have grown into a teenager. I wonder how my wife, Himeko was doing right now. Was she alright? I hope she did not feel all too miserable when she heard of my death. That damn Kuzuki, he¡¯s going to pay for all of this!!!

    Wait¡­

    That¡¯s it!!!

    This¡­ this was indeed a golden opportunity. I¡¯m going to make that bastard suffer for what he has done to me and my fellow soldiers who were involved in the operation!!!

    Was this the reason for my reincarnation? To take revenge on the man himself?

    If such was the case, then I¡¯m not going to pass this chance. Asakura Kuzuki will know true pain and horror before I eventually gut him like the conniving snake he was.

    The bastard was probably living splendidly without any consequences for his cruel actions. He also told me that he¡¯ll be taking my wife and child upon my death.

    That damn traitorous pig, he shall die a painful death and nothing can stand in my way.

    ¡°H-Haruto?¡±

    The boy¡¯s mother was concerned as she witnessed how utterly enraged I felt at this very moment.

    Deep breaths, deep breaths¡­ I suppose being angry at this situation would do me nothing good. The first thing I should do was to recover, then, I can start planning on my path to vengeance.

    Composing myself, I answered her, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, mother. I guess I just panicked because I didn¡¯t know what to do when I can¡¯t remember anything. Wait, you¡¯re really my mother, right?¡±

    ¡°Of course dear.¡± She smiled sweetly in response. ¡°Even if you have amnesia, you are still you, Haruto, the boy who I raised to be kind and gentle. I love you, and no amount of memory loss is going to convince me otherwise.¡±

    Kind and gentle huh. I¡¯m very sorry lady, I really do. Your son is gone. What took place was a monster ready to take matters into his own hands to ensure that his murderer is going to die the most painful of death.

    The true Hanazono Haruto is no longer of this world most likely. Maybe in his accidental death, my soul or mind took over his body. Of course, I still feel guilty for ridding a boy¡¯s privilege of life, but I guess there¡¯s no use crying over spilled milk. We have to make do with what we got, and I¡¯m going to make the best of whatever chance that was presented, all for the sake of getting my revenge.

    Asakura Kuzuki¡­ wherever you are, no matter how far you are, even if you are at the edge of this godforsaken world, I¡¯ll find you¡­

    And I¡¯ll kill you.

 2: Prelude to a new Beginning

    I have been contemplating how I''m going to have my revenge on that snake, Kuzuki. After all, it''s not like I could just go at him and simply murder him on the spot just like that.

    If only that would be easy.

    Anyways, life at the hospital was rather dull. The doctor told me that I''m not fully recovered yet, so I should at least stay for about a week or so before I can finally be discharged. This also meant that I was also subjected to the hospital''s psychological therapy since all victims of amnesia are required to do so to ensure that their mental health and stability would return to a semblance of normalcy for them to integrate once more as proper members of our society.

    Naturally, I was feeling quite fine, having experienced far more traumatizing events than a mere car accident. But for the sake of pretending to be a boy who was naturally traumatized, I simply obeyed their instructions. After all, I needed to keep the act of being a 15-year-old victim. Maintaining the fa?ade of trauma was the most natural behavior in accordance with a young boy''s emotional intelligence. Also, acting like my usual behavior as a veteran of war would only arouse some unnecessary attention and suspicion, so my options were rather limited.

    Aside from my mother, some people would also visit my hospital room from time to time. Most of them were the boy''s classmates from his school, wishing him luck and good health. During our interactions, I could say that Haruto garnered quite a friendly reputation among his peers, with our conversations being overall lighthearted as they share some witty banter and playful insults as expected of the youth. Thankfully, the pretense of amnesia allowed me the excuse of not remembering their names, and they show their sympathies for my unfortunate condition.

    When I was finally discharged, my mother and I returned to our home in Chiba. For the duration of my stay, I started my research on where to look for Kuzuki. Color me surprised when I learn that the internet of this age was much more advanced than in the year that I once lived. I''m not ignorant of the ways of the computer, mind you, but it was a pleasant astonishment at how greatly accessible and faster the internet was nowadays.

    Not to mention, this so-called social media was currently the norm, where global communication and news sharing were made even easier than it was ever before. With my advanced learning skills and quick adaptation, and some little help from my mother and sister, it did not take very long for me to grasp the conduct and know-how of internet usage.

    As a result, I was able to make my research without any issues and successfully look up Kuzuki''s name.

    Asakura Kuzuki. Apparently, he retired from military service early and was appointed as one of the cabinet members of the state.

    Basically, the bastard was now a government official. With his acquired connections, both from the government and the military, he would surely poison Japan and its people with that venomous fangs of his. That snake being a cabinet member¡­ this complicates things even further.

    Although contrary to my thinking of him, the bastard actually accomplished a lot of good things, even before and during his tenure as a cabinet member. The man was praised by the people, leading projects that proved to be extremely beneficial to the poor. As a matter of fact, during the Great Sendai Earthquake of 2011, it was Kuzuki''s party that was the first one to provide aid and support to the victims and help in renovating the areas that were struck by the unfortunate disaster.

    This earned him the moniker of "Champion of the People". Tsk, the bastard really swayed the people on his side with his pretentious actions. Exposing him would be extremely difficult since he has a good track record and shows no signs of corruption whatsoever. There were even rumors speculating that he was guaranteed to be the Prime Minister of Japan in the next election, allowing him more power over the state as a result. If such a thing was going to happen, then my hopes of revenge were going to be slimmer than it ever was.

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    I''m merely a high school student, so I''m not exactly sure how I could fare against a cabinet member with numerous connections at his disposal of all people.

    As I continued my search, my eyes widen and the beating of my heart turned rapid upon the words¡­ names that I now read, accompanied with pictures.

    "Asakura Kuzuki¡­ Wife: Asakuri Himeko with the elder and younger daughters respectively: Asakura Himegi and Asakura Kanata."

    No¡­ that fucking bastard!!!! He really fucking did it!!!

    Even with my death, he continued to spite me, to spit on my very grave!!

    Takamura Himeko, she was my wife, the only woman who I loved during my years of existence. She was like the majestic sunshine, bringing joy and happiness whenever she was around. Back during my high school days, it was love at first sight. How could I forget the day when I first saw and met her, at the bottom of a Sakura tree where she was tending to a cat''s injured leg. Her smile was so breathtaking that simply looking at her would halt each and every of my body functions. She was like an angel who descended from the heavens just to bring light into the darkness of this forsaken world that we live in.

    Courting her was an extremely challenging affair, with many suitors lined up who were either more handsome or richer than myself.

    But I prevailed, thanks to my sincerity and genuine love for her. I was a gentleman, mind you, straightforward without any hint of maliciousness. I suppose she was enjoyably surprised by my act compared to the other men who used flowery words and deceitful ways to woo her. As a matter of fact, Kuzuki even supported me from the sidelines, saying that he wanted to be the best man during our marriage with that silly grin of his and the godfather of our children.

    Even today, when I saw her picture on the computer, she still looked very beautiful as the day I lost her.

    Such a fleeting moment indeed, that past that is. A time of happy memories and youthful endeavors as the three of us; Himeko, Kuzuki, and I were the best of friends and enjoyed whatever life threw at us.

    And that all changed when Kuzuki ruined it all. He will pay dearly, one way or another!!!

    But first things first, where am I going to start? What can a high schooler like myself accomplish on my road to revenge?

    Luckily, the internet is a saving grace and with some further research, I knew where the Asakura family currently resides.

    They are currently living in Tokyo, in a house located in one of the residential areas. The daughters also studied at the renowned Asabe International School (A.I.S.), an academy that boasts their prestigious elementary, middle school, and high school education. It was also an educational institution for the rich and elite, with top-notch state-of-the-art quality education and training that''s known worldwide. While the rich mostly partake in their studies there, it is also possible for a full scholarship, granted only to the smartest of students who were qualified for scoring at least 91% in the school''s admission exam. In short, even if you are poor, as long as you are filthy smart, then you can be a student there.

    With a goal now in mind, I decided to try my luck at A.I.S. The first step to my revenge is to try to get close and befriend the daughters¡­ then I can sneakily find my way to the father and exact my vengeance.

    And one of them is technically mine. Oh, how I long to see how my child grew up personally into a fine young lady, as depicted in the picture. The other girl I can assume belongs to the snake. That damn bastard really did make a move on my wife with his perverted hands. Hopefully, the girl is nothing like her bastard old man.

    I pride myself as a studious individual during my years at the military academy. Before my death, Kuzuki insulted me that the reason that I entered the academy was that I''m not exactly a bookworm. However, this does not mean that I can''t change during my time as a military cadet. Throughout my cadet years, I work myself to the bone in my studies, so I can prove to everyone that I''m not just someone who knows how to do push-ups and sit-ups. That, and I also wanted Himeko to have a boyfriend of who she can be proud. At the end of my time in military school, I was the regimental commander of the core of cadets and was also awarded class valedictorian, garnering the highest of honors.

    With no time to lose, I took out a math book from my bag and began my studies. It''s always better to start something today and leaving it for tomorrow is something that would only invite laziness and unproductivity on my part.

    It''s about time that I meet my family once more and see how they fare well during the time of my absence.

 3: A moment of peace

    I have been torturing myself nonstop almost single night by rummaging through my notes and gaining as much knowledge as I could from both the books of my school and the internet.

    Speaking of school, I was going to be held back obviously. I really needed a good amount of time for recuperation since having amnesia is certainly a serious affair. No student is exempted from the laws of the education system, and next year, I¡¯ll still be a high school freshman.

    Not that it matters. A year of delay may as well be a year of preparation for the first step that I¡¯ll be partaking in my plan to have my revenge. I should utilize this opportunity to catch up with my studies as the groundwork for me to enter the prominent academy of A.I.S. With my academic skills and excellent learning capabilities, a year is more than enough to qualify myself as a skilled academically sophisticated student.

    Aside from that, everything is sailing smoothly. Although there was a minor issue that I encountered at which my mother and sister were slightly in disbelief by my sudden change of behavior, no matter how subtle it is. I acted more mature for my age and speak to them in a rather formal tone. Changing my way of speaking is something that can¡¯t be accomplished overnight, and thankfully, they merely saw it as a result of my amnesia since technically, they are strangers to me.

    It was nothing alarming, mind you, but they were also rather clingy and would often pester me about my well-being. The perks of a loving family, I suppose.

    Not that I¡¯m bothered by their behavior though. It was understandable since the boy suffered from a gruesome incident. To lose a loved one is truly a saddening affair, and I have experienced it countless times when my fellow brother-in-arms fell in different battles, most especially the time of Kuzuki¡¯s unexpected betrayal.

    When I first announced to them my intention, my mother, Hanazono Erika, was naturally skeptical and questioned my motive.

    ¡°A.I.S.? you mean that school for the rich? Are you sure, Haruto? I mean you are smart, yes, but that hurdle is maybe too much for you to handle?¡±

    ¡°Positive, mother.¡± I smiled heartily and gave my answer with no sense of hesitation whatsoever. ¡°I have a year to prepare, and with time on my side, I¡¯m quite confident enough that I can gain the knowledge necessary for me to ace their admission exam.¡±

    ¡°Ehh, such confidence you got there, onii-chan.¡±

    It is a familiar voice that greeted us, one that belong to a young girl

    ¡°Of course, Erina-chan.¡± I acknowledge the young girl with an assertive grin of mine.

    Hanazono Erina, 13 years old, and Haruto¡¯s little sister¡­ well, my little sister now that is. She¡¯s quite cute if I¡¯m being frank, sharing mostly the same physical features with the rest of the family with her short brown hair, green eyes, and everything. Basically, she looks like her mom when she was probably young since the semblance is very much clear. She indeed shall blossom into a beautiful woman like Erika.

    Speaking of family, I wonder where the boy¡¯s father is? Of course, I ask mother about it but sadly, she told me that he died before Haruto was born. My mother eventually remarried, but sadly, her second husband also suffered the same fate of death due to cancer. Erina was the result of that marriage and thus, became my half-sister. I feel nothing but sympathy for Erika for losing not one but two husbands. I understand if she wishes to devoid herself of the notion of love and instead, focus on raising Erina and I.

    I harbored a lot of respect for single parents who raised their children alone without needing the support of their respective spouses. That alone displayed a sheer amount of commitment, willpower, and love that is unmatched by a very few. After all, I had the same experience during my previous life. We were poor, and my mother would raise me all alone since my asshole of a father was a violent good for nothing prick who only knew how to drink and spout insults to the two of us. If only that were the case. My old man was a hot head and would also hit Mother when things don¡¯t get his way. Thankfully, we eventually left that bastard and settled in a new life, far away from him. He can rot in hell for the abusive things that he has done to us.

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    It was a hurtful experience and I resolved to not be the same as that man when I get to have children of my own. Sadly, I was murdered before I even had the chance to become a father.

    Anyways, Erina was still looking at me with a disbelieving look, no doubt still skeptical at my ability to enter A.I.S.

    ¡°You serious, onii-chan? Last time I remembered, you¡¯re not exactly known for being a bookworm. Heck, you always spend your nights watching anime and playing games.¡±

    Ahh¡­ so that¡¯s why she was cynical of my intentions. And here I thought that the boy embodied the virtue of kindness and discipline. Well, scratch the discipline part and I suppose there¡¯s some truth in it. But that was then, and what¡¯s important is now. That was Haruto¡¯s personality, and Daichi¡­ my personality would override his. I¡¯ll ensure that the boy¡¯s image is going to improve, all for the sake of my vengeance.

    ¡°Really? Hahaha, I don¡¯t recall doing that, amnesia and everything.¡± I gave her a light-hearted laugh. ¡°But it can¡¯t hurt to try now, do I? If I pass, then amazing, I get to be a student at one of the prestigious schools of this country with my future secured. If I fail, then I go back to my old school (hopefully not). Besides, I want my recovery to be productive, and spending time being coped up on the bed is not exactly a prospect that I find fascinating.¡±

    Erina seemed to be quite surprised at my explanation since it was rather formal for someone like me but she immediately shrugs in response, ¡°I guess that makes sense. Still a thousand times better than you being a filthy weeb. Seriously, it¡¯s like you turn into a new person, and the way you speak is so uh... proper, sheesh. Who are you and what have you done to onii-chan!?¡±

    Her last statement was a playful one and I answered back in the same manner while pointing at the bandage on my head, ¡°He¡¯s still here, Erina, just underwent some major overhaul in the brain.¡±

    A lie obviously. I¡¯m really sorry little girl, for your true brother has passed away. I¡¯m just like a parasite living inside and taking advantage of his body.

    ¡°That¡¯s wonderful then!!!¡± Our mother interrupted us. ¡°I¡¯m glad that you have set your sights on something instead of feeling down by your condition. We shall support you all the way, Haruto!!¡±

    ¡°Thank you, mother.¡± I bow and smiled with gratitude.

    ¡°And there¡¯s that too!!! You call her Mom, not Mother for crying out loud!!!¡± Erina was certainly having a fit.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know, Mother seems to ring a nice bell.¡± Erika giggled spiritedly. ¡°Let¡¯s me feel like a dignified lady.¡±

    ¡°Ha!? Dignified, you?¡± Erina snickered. ¡°Don¡¯t make me laugh, Mom. When onii-chan caught a minor, insignificant cold when we were young, you literally bounced off from work and went home just to see how he was doing. That sure was pretty hilarious, hahaha- aw, aw, aw!!!¡±

    Her silly laughter was interrupted when Erika pulled her daughter¡¯s right ear in retaliation.

    ¡°You sure got a big mouth, oh rebellious daughter of mine¡­¡± Her face was¡­ convincingly scary. ¡°Is that how you talk to your elders, hmm??? Perhaps some serious disciplining should be considered?¡±

    ¡°Onii-chan, save me!!!¡± Erina pleaded for my help desperately, but, nope, I was having none of that.

    The wrath of a parent sure is terrifying indeed, even for a soldier like myself.

    In retort, I merely gave her a mischievous look of my own as I enjoyed the display of her torment.

    ¡°Heh.¡±

    ¡°Onii-chan, you traitor!!!¡± The girl lost any hope of salvation when she was dragged to another room by Erika, no doubt a place where she was going to be punished.

    You brought that on yourself, oh cute little sister of mine. I¡¯m not going to intentionally dive myself into the devil¡¯s hands.

    Nonetheless, I can¡¯t help but be kind of at peace with this particular dilemma that I was in. Being a child, having a mother after a long time, and a sister to booth at that¡­ it felt nice.

    Alas, such a notion should be dismissed. It would be best if I did not get too emotionally attached to them since it would do nothing good but drag them on my thorny path of heartless revenge.

    I turn my attention back to the computer and resume my research, finding out as much as I could about the snake who caused my demise.

    And of course, studying sometime later.

 4: Siblings banter

    Asabe International School or A.I.S. for short.

    It was a prestigious academy tailored to cater to and educate children from the highest hierarchy of society.

    The focus of nobility is long but a thing of the past since it¡¯s also possible for an individual from humble origins to gain their place here, as long as they pass the grueling admission exam. Regardless, the vast majority are still numerous students who were born from wealthy, prominent families, so the distinction is still present.

    Many of the country¡¯s most successful richest business tycoons, famous individuals from the entertainment industry, and politicians are affiliated with the school, so all can assure the prominence that the academy has to offer to its students.

    The academy pride itself as the number one school in Japan, and is considered the pinnacle of education and training throughout the whole country and even the whole world.

    Surely enough, I¡¯m going to experience this so-called prominence and education with my own two hands.

    Because, I, Taka¡­ Hanazono Haruto successfully passed the admission exam.

    And I just did not pass the exam though. I also did it by garnering a perfect score.

    The exam was quite challenging, yes. The exam even covered a range of multiple topics that were more advanced for your typical high schooler. But what they don¡¯t realize was that I was a 27 years old adult man with an incredible amount of willpower. Naturally, I also focus on topics way beyond the scope of the current high school curriculum, reaching college, and even doctoral levels. Coupled with a year of prep work and a Zen-like study habit that would give a Buddhist monk a run for his money, my hard work naturally awarded me for my efforts.

    The academy headmaster and some of the staff were rather impressed by my achievement, and it was also accomplished by a commoner no less. Throughout academy history, it has been decades since a commoner gained a perfect score in the admission exam and this year left a mark in Asabe¡¯s long-standing noble history.

    Naturally, when news circulated in my social circle, Erina was left with her jaw hilariously dropping at this astonishing revelation. Oh, how I relish the look on her hysterical face. It was quite a very humorous sight that I can¡¯t help but take a picture of on my phone.

    To this day, I kept that picture as some sort of blackmail material in case she tries something funny. Maybe show it to her future admirer to discourage them from courting her? That girl sure is quite a mischief to handle. I sympathize with Erika in that regard.

    Nevertheless, the girl was genuinely happy for me and wish me the best.

    Mother was proud of me, obviously. When the results came out, she became all too teary and gave me quite a big hug. The three of us went out to a special dinner that night to celebrate. She would also boast to her friends that her son would be attending the renowned A.I.S. this coming school year.

    Heh, such a supportive family that I have. Haruto is sure a lucky lad to be blessed. Not many are fortunate enough to have a family like them. I hope the boy was grateful for them during the time back when he was still in this original body of his where I¡¯m now residing.

    Presently, today is the opening ceremony of A.I.S., where wealthy students from all over the country would finally begin their first day of school in this honorable academy that they are in.

    ¡°So, A.I.S., the first step of my plan. I finally did it.¡± I muttered to myself quite happy as I stood amidst the many students who were heading their way inside one of the academy buildings, where the opening ceremony would take place.

    ¡°Yeah, yeah, great, save that obnoxious grin of yours, for later, oh dear big brother of mine. For heaven¡¯s sake, why did I even agree in following you in the first place?¡±

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    Ah, I forgot to mention that Erina would also be joining me, having passed the A.I.S. admission exam for middle school. Although not a perfect score, she achieved the bare minimum of the exam¡¯s passing grade. The girl can be smart if she wants to be. As a matter of fact, she had the potential to be an academic prodigy, but laziness and other distractions are apparently her priority in life.

    As her big brother, it is my duty to fix that and act as a role model to her.

    It was one hell of an amusing experience how she ended up here. When Mother observed how I studied religiously each and every single night for the past year, well, let¡¯s just say that she has ways to convince Erina to do the same.

    ¡°Look at your brother, you should follow his good example, Erina!! From now on, I want you to memorize at least 5 pages of a single book every night, or else I¡¯m banning you from using the Wi-Fi, confiscating your phone, and deducting your allowance!!¡±

    Yup, that definitely motivated the little girl indeed. Erika is one hell of a taskmaster if I dare say so myself. Although at the end of the ordeal, Erina was secretly grateful to her mother for giving her a push because hey, it¡¯s A.I.S. The girl is also obviously thrilled and excited to be here as well.

    While we are now walking, Erina is still ranting as she is saying, ¡°Mom is really such a worrywart for your ass, even sending his one and only cute daughter just so to keep an eye on you.¡±

    I simply smiled in response at her, ¡°I¡¯m sure that¡¯s not the case. She wanted both of us to have a bright and happy future. Did you see the look on her face at how ecstatic she was when she found out that you also passed the exam, a week later after I did so?¡±

    The normal way to be admitted to this academy falls into one factor: Money. The wealthy simply have to pay the extravagant tuition fees and they are good to go.

    The same can¡¯t be said about us, commoners, or as what the people at the academy would so degradingly refer to us.

    Ostensibly, the admission exam can be taken at any time. The exam is strictly reserved for commoners like myself and Rina, as a way for us to justify our entry into the world of the wealthy and the privileged. After all, a normal individual would simply fade into the background and have no hopes of competing with the elites of the society. One must have the knowledge, perseverance, wealth, and skills necessary to survive in this dog-eat-dog world.

    At any rate, Erina smiled positively at my answer, ¡°Yeah, you¡¯re truly right there. Mom may be a demoness, but she¡¯s a demoness who cares for her children, alright.¡±

    ¡°I¡¯m not sure calling your own mother a demoness is something that a daughter should be doing.¡± I chuckled at her playful way of expressing her gratitude.

    As we continued to move through the crowd of our fellow students, my movements instantly came to a halt when I saw something that caught my attention.

    ¡°Onii-chan?¡± Erina questioned as to why I suddenly stopped.

    ¡°You go on ahead, Erina-chan. There¡¯s something urgent that requires my undivided attention. This will be quick and I¡¯ll catch up shortly.¡± I requested while still focused on the object that I can¡¯t help but take my eyes off.

    ¡°Very well, onii-chan, but don¡¯t get lost, got it?!!¡± Erina shrugged and did as she was told, receiving a nod from me.

    With her gone, for the time being, I head to a somewhat distinct location of the academy located nearby, a place where it brought a sense of relief and tranquility to this vengeful heart of mine.

    ¡°Strange, I didn¡¯t know that there¡¯s a Sakura Tree right here.¡±

    Indeed, the object of my attention was no other than the Sakura tree as I peered at its beauty from a significant distance.

    I find myself moving closer to the tree. It was there where my love began, where I fell in love with my wife, Himeko, and resolved to earn her love and affection during my high school years.

    Under the Sakura tree was the beginning of a blossoming love, where the eternity of two souls made bound and everlasting until the end of time.

    I read the passage in a certain book of poems, and once upon a time, I was sure that the passage was true since what I felt when I was with Himeko was truly wonderful. No words can describe how I truly love her, even when the day that we first met.

    As I finally made my approach to the Sakura Tree, it appears that I was not alone in that regard.

    Below the tree was another student, a girl. She was there sitting as the fallen pink leaves of the Sakura made for majestic scenery that I can¡¯t help but find myself staring at.

    And it was not just any girl though. No¡­ that face¡­ it¡­ is it her? They look almost the same.

    The girl still did not notice my presence since she is currently tending to a puppy that was injured in the leg.

    A girl and an injured animal under the Sakura Tree¡­ the very same scenery when I first met my beloved wife.

    ¡°H-Himeko?¡±

    I mumbled the name softly involuntarily, thinking that it was the visage of my loving wife. Of course, I¡¯m perfectly aware that this is not her, but the appearance is truly similar, and the beating of my heart turned faster with each passing second of this very moment.

    It was like reliving the past, on the day that I met her.

    The girl finally noticed my presence and stood up from her spot while carrying the puppy, smiling at me rather sweetly with that angelic face of hers.

    ¡°Hello, may I help you?¡±

    There¡¯s no doubt¡­ This is my daughter in flesh and blood. Like in the picture, she looks very beautiful, just like her mother.

    My daughter¡­ Himegi.

 5: Destiny?

    I never would have imagined my first meeting with my very own daughter to be like this¡­

    Under the Sakura Tree, it really is the same circumstances back when I first laid my eyes on the angel that was my beautiful wife.

    And this girl right here, my precious daughter Himegi¡­ really does look the same as her mother, sharing striking similarities, from her angelic face down to her lean, womanly body figure. As a father, it brings me utter joy to see my daughter grow up into a fine young lady who shall no doubt take the world by storm and attract the eyes of the people with her unmeasurable beauty.

    Perhaps I¡¯m exaggerating, and beauty can be subjective, but as a parent, I can¡¯t help but compliment my own child like that to the fullest. Any parent probably would. As a matter of fact, it took every ounce of my willpower to hold myself back from screaming at her that she is no doubt the cutest girl in the whole world!! That¡¯s how proud I am of her as her father.

    Damn it, my daughter is a freaking beauty!!! Thank you, Himeko, for bringing her out in this world and giving this fool of a man that I am the opportunity for this treasurable meeting.

    ¡°Uhm¡­ are you alright?¡±

    I was snapped back instantly to reality when Himegi suddenly approached while looking at me with a rather concerned look.

    The reason for her concern is due to the fact that I¡¯m literally crying. My eyes were like an uncontrollable river of pure emotions. Even when I perfectly know how to handle and conceal my emotions, I really can¡¯t help myself on this joyous occasion. Here I thought I was confident enough to be composed when I finally meet the family that I lost.

    Captain of the Japanese Army and U.N. Special Forces my ass. I was a cold, calculating military officer for crying out loud. Logic mostly dictated my every action and choice whenever I was on the battlefield.

    But just at the sight of my lovely daughter all brought that to a halt.

    Shit, my first meeting with my daughter and I¡¯m a fucking mess!! Now the girl is going to think strangely of me and might avoid me like a plague in the future.

    Good job, Capt. Takamura. You screwed things up with your daughter of all people no less!! Forget revenge, my initial relationship with this girl is now in shambles!!

    The girl seemed to be confused, her adorable eyes piercing right at me as if she was determining whether I¡¯m someone who should be even talking to or not.

    Then her eyes widen, like a realization seemingly hitting her as she said, ¡°Could it be-¡±

    Yup, this is the end of me. I can kiss the prospect of being friends with my own daughter goodbye. I can now imagine her thoughts, thinking that I¡¯m a weird, mentally challenged boy of a sort who she wants nothing to do with.

    Bracing the inevitable awkwardness and rejection, I did not expect the next words that came from her mouth.

    ¡°-that you feel intense sadness at seeing this injured puppy in my arms?¡±

    ¡°Huh?¡±

    Her words snapped me back at her as I wipe the tears from my eyes.

    Hmm, it appears that Himegi somehow misunderstood my tears for extreme empathy for the puppy that she is tending. What a strange girl for coming up with such a bizarre conclusion. Like I have any other choice. I suppose accepting her excuse would divert me from any confusion that¡¯s going to happen between the two of us. While the conclusion is certainly out of the norm, I¡¯m not going to look a gift horse in the mouth and shall simply accept her reason as what it is.

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    ¡°I¡­ I¡¯m truly sorry.¡± I decided to keep up the act that she oh so wanted to believe. ¡°I must look really weird to you, I imagine.¡±

    ¡°A little.¡± The girl chuckled heartily. ¡°Although that¡¯s not necessarily a bad thing. Exceptional empathy of your level is quite hard to find in an individual now these days. Honestly, though, I find it rather charming.¡±

    Wait, so this was a sign of approval coming from her? Well, this is good then. Let¡¯s not screw this up the second time.

    ¡°Really? I¡­ thank you. You are the first to say that to me.¡± I smiled at her gratefully. Of course, my panic is now long gone at this point and I am now merely pretending my anxiety since it is the proper form of response to this dilemma that I¡¯m still in.

    Then, my attention focused solely on the puppy in her slender arms. I took out a handkerchief from my pocket and tied it to the puppy¡¯s wounded leg.

    ¡°This will alleviate his pain in the meantime. But I suggest that you bring him to the nurse¡¯s office. I¡¯m sure any medical staff with a heart won¡¯t reject treating this cute little thing.¡±

    ¡°Yes, you¡¯re right. I shall do that.¡± The girl¡¯s smile turns even brighter. ¡°You know, you¡¯re one interesting man. My name is Asakura Himegi. May I ask for your name?¡±

    ¡°Hanazono Haruto.¡± I patted the puppy¡¯s head with affection while saying my name ¡°A pleasure, Asakura-san.¡±

    Upon the mention of my name, she looked rather surprised and somewhat excited. ¡°Hanazono Haruto? Could it be? Are you the one who garnered a perfect score in the admission exam?¡±

    So my newfound reputation already preceded me if someone know me even during the first day of school without even prior interactions. I¡¯m not sure if this is going to be a good or bad thing.

    Only time will tell¡­

    ¡°Yes.¡± I find no reason to hide such open information from her whatsoever.

    ¡°A-amazing!!¡± Her eyes twinkled with recognition and her smile turned brighter than the sunshine. ¡°So the rumors are true!! Not only did a commoner pass the admission exam, but also perfected it no less!!¡±

    ¡°Please, you flatter me, Hanazono-san.¡± I calmly stated, touched by the praise. ¡°With the right amount of hard work and dedication, anyone can achieve the same level of success. So I feel that I¡¯m no one really special.¡±

    ¡°Is that so?¡± Himegi appeared quite intrigued. Anyone naturally would feel the same. ¡°Not only do you have empathy but you are also humble and possessed quite an outstanding intelligence as well. You sure are quite interesting indeed, Haruto-san.¡±

    Haruto-san? Wait, did she just call me by my first name?

    Himegi seemed to have realized her mistake and her face turned red with embarrassment as a result.

    ¡°Ah, my apologies, Hanazono-san. That was rude of me.¡± Her embarrassment was certainly adorable.

    ¡°I don¡¯t frankly mind. On contrary, I prefer if you call me by my first name since my sister is also attending with me in this school. In return, may I call you by your first name as well?¡±

    This should hopefully at least close the gap in friendship between us. Even in our first meeting, I should take the initiative and not hesitated and reach out to her. I am the father, so it¡¯s only right that I try to get close to my daughter.

    ¡°Sure, Haruto-san.¡± The girl agreed wholeheartedly with beaming sunshine.

    So far, so good. As a matter of fact, this is far better than what I have expected. To think that on the very first day of school, and right before the entrance ceremony, I¡¯m now on a first-name basis with Himegi. If my plans progressed like this at a favorable rate, then I won¡¯t be surprised if Kuzuki is going to be below 6 feet to the ground in just a month.

    Of course, that¡¯s just wishful thinking. Getting close to a cabinet member as a high schooler is far near impossible. Thus, I needed the help of his daughters, to befriend them. With any luck, I¡¯m going to get invited to their home and also get close to Kuzuki to deliver the killing blow.

    ¡°The Sakura Tree¡­¡±

    While I was in deep contemplation of my plans, Himegi seemed to be saying something as I brought my focus right back to her.

    ¡°My mother told me that the Sakura Tree was the beginning of something beautiful, where if two individuals would meet under its striking beauty, then they will be bound by a bond and destiny that can¡¯t be broken, even by the burden of time. So, I¡¯m wandering, Haruto-san¡­¡±

    My heart skipped a beat and I was awestruck by the heartfelt words that she delivered.

    ¡°Could it be that this meeting of ours is a destined rendezvous?¡±

 6: Fateful meeting

    Destined Rendezvous.

    I suppose that¡¯s one way to put it in retrospect.

    A father struck to death by his former comrade, then by death¡¯s favor, only to be reincarnated so he may meet his daughter in the future.

    So yes, this indeed was a Destined Rendezvous, a meeting of fate by two people who share the same blood.

    Even when I agree with Himegi, let¡¯s not get too hasty and overexcited by such a prospect. It is our first meeting, and there will be many more opportunities in the future.

    I chuckled lightly in response and answered, ¡°Perhaps, perhaps not. Who knows? Maybe all of this is just merely one big coincidence. But I digress. The Sakura Tree is quite a spectacle to witness, and I just happened to be drawn by the sight of it. It just so happens that you are underneath it.¡±

    My daughter found my answer acceptable as she reacted positively to it, ¡°Hmm, I suppose. Destined Rendezvous or not, the school staff has been practically raving off your admission in this Academy, and when I heard of someone who was that incredible¡­.¡±

    She suddenly went closer, and my personal space instantly invaded.

    Himegi now gave an impression of an excited dog wagging its tail happily at its master.

    ¡°I know that I have to meet you in person. To think that someone who came from a car accident and had amnesia. Instead of feeling down, you studied religiously for one year to aim high right here in this Academy!! You sure are amazing, Haruto-san!!¡±

    Around a month ago, when I learned of my outstanding exam results, many reporters suddenly came without warning to our house and wanted to interview me.

    The media caught wind of my story and decided they hit the jackpot with that one.

    I¡¯m sure those rascals were thrilled instead of concerned when they learned about my tragic accident and how I overcame the odds and got a perfect score in the entrance examination. I saw the hunger in their eyes at the potential scoop they were going to cover about me.

    You got to love an underdog story. How ridiculously clich¨¦.

    Thankfully, my mother took the brunt of the force and acted as my proxy in answering their questions, saying that I was still recovering and was not in good condition to talk with a considerable number of people on our doorstep.

    God bless Hanazono Erika¡¯s soul. I¡¯ll definitely repay her kindness someday.

    But still, I was not fully exempted and was still exposed nonetheless. The reporters requested a picture of me, and I was on the front cover of the newspaper and a featured story in various social media outlets the next day.

    My Facebook and Twitter account was spammed with many comments and messages that day, and I received a lot of praise from various individuals, the majority of whom I had never even met before.

    And also a lot of doubt and hate as well.

    Some say it was a fluke, while others think I cheated my way. Heck, one even posted some conspiracy theory where I was the son of a well-connected politician, and all that story of my tragedy and effort was a fraud.

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    Really, and here I thought that the people of this time and age were supposed to be more open-minded and logical with their way of thinking, leaning more toward the morally good side of things.

    But there are still some idiots who only want to spread contempt, misconceptions, and fake news.

    Or ¡°Trolls,¡± to be more specific.

    And like they say, don¡¯t feed the Trolls; they¡¯ll go hungry and wither from the lack of attention they desperately crave.

    While I agree, it only applied to comments that were just plain stupid.

    For example, ¡°Pfft, even I can enter A.I.S. if someone average like him can do it.¡± Or ¡°Maybe the dude cheated or something?¡±

    Not worth the reply if you ask me.

    The world of social media sure is entirely something that I can only say as a former 25-year-old man of the early 2000s.

    Erina got the same mini-celebrity treatment as I am, seeing that she also passed Asabe¡¯s entrance examination. Thankfully, it was on a smaller scale, and the attention was more focused on me.

    Still, she got her fair share of lovers and haters, and while I gave the ¡°Trolls¡± the silent treatment, Erina was more vocal and did not give in to their bullshit.

    While I discouraged her from answering every troll, Erina confidently told me that she was an expert on that sort of thing, even calling herself a ¡°Keyboard Warrior¡± who possessed the power of Memes, Truth, Justice, and God on her side.

    Whatever that means. I¡¯m still kind of new to the slangs of the internet, and most of my time was spent studying for the entrance examination.

    Back to my conversation with Himegi, I nodded in understanding and said, ¡°Ah, and here I thought I would start here fresh without people knowing about me, but I supposed I expected too much. Not that it¡¯s a bad thing, though. I never thought that I get to witness someone who wants to meet me that much.¡±

    ¡°And here I am, Haruto-san.¡± Himegi¡¯s smile was all too bright. ¡°I¡¯m sure others are also thrilled to meet you as well. You were practically the talk of the town last month, especially among the students on the school¡¯s social media website.¡±

    ¡°Really? Then I better not disappoint them then.¡± I may sound arrogant, but I¡¯m that confident, especially with my academics.

    Himegi giggled at my statement and turned her sight on the puppy in her arms once more.

    ¡°Well, I should take my leave then, Haruto-san. As much as I love to chat with you, I believe I should take him to the clinic.¡±

    ¡°Alright. See you later then, Himegi-san.¡±

    ¡°Farewell, for now, Haruto-san.¡±

    We both waved our hands as I witnessed Himegi leaving the scenery.

    Talking with my daughter¡­ felt rather lovely. If she gets to be my classmate, Mother Luck is definitely on my side, and I will have even more opportunities to get closer to her.

    Being her father¡­ I know that it¡¯s going to be impossible now. I no longer am Takamura Daichi; he was already long gone from this world. Being Hanazono Haruto, I must best use my current situation, so being her friend is the second best thing I can accomplish in this second life of mine. That way, I can monitor her progress closely and, at least, make up for the years I was not there for her.

    ¡°Heehhh, what¡¯s with that stupid grin on your face, onii-chan?¡±

    Right, and my sister, of all people, had to ruin the blissful mood that I was in.

    ¡°And I thought I told you to go on without me, oh disobedient little sister of mine.¡± I casually remarked while now assuming a stoic look on my face.

    ¡°Nope, you were acting suspicious. To think that you would be having a secret meeting with a girl on the very first day.¡± Erina commented amusingly. ¡°And right under the Sakura Tree no less. Hehe, how romantic!! Did amnesia turn you into a player, onii-chan!? Oh, mom is going to be so devastated!!¡±

    I flicked her forehead in response, and she pouted angrily at me.

    ¡°Moui!!! That¡¯s foul play, you idiot!!¡±

    ¡°The only idiot here is you, Erina. It¡¯s all just a big coincidence, and I help with her injured puppy, that¡¯s all. Although, I did become friends with her as a result, even if that was not initially my intention.¡±

    A lie, but she does not need to know that. I don¡¯t want to give this brat any more ideas in teasing me.

    ¡°Is that so? Well, she¡¯s quite a beauty. I, too, want to be friends with her then!!¡±

    A smile formed on my lips once more and I can¡¯t help but agree with her. Having more friends to rely on is never a bad thing, I suppose, and Erina right here proves that she could be a good friend based on my assessment of her for the past year.

    She¡¯s a genuinely good girl that I can tell.

    ¡°Very well. I¡¯ll introduce you to her some other time.¡±

    ¡°Yeah, and oh crap¡­ we are going to be late, onii-chan!! Let¡¯s head to the gymnasium!!¡±

    Erina and I then left the premises of the Sakura Tree for the entrance ceremony of the Academy.

 7: Motivational Speech

    Inside the gymnasium of Asabe, numerous students were all gathered in preparation for the entrance ceremony of the Academy.

    There was no particular seating arrangement, and anyone could sit anywhere, given that it was still the first day. The school most likely had not finalized it yet, so Erina and I took our seats at the two available spots at the back.

    "Wow, this is real, is it not, onii-chan? I never expected to be a student of Asabe of all things." Erina marveled as she wore the same school uniform as the other students who surrounded us.

    "It''s real indeed, Erina." I smiled while keeping my eyes locked on the stage in front. "This is where hard work and perseverance take you, the culmination of your efforts for the past couple of months. Granted that it was Mother who forced, correction¡­. Motivated you, but still, you endured, and it all paid off. I''m proud of you, little sister."

    Erina looked at me with wide eyes, and an embarrassed blush formed on her cheeks, "Thanks, onii-chan. I would never have done it without you or Mom."

    "Hey, that''s what family is for." I patted her head with gentle affection.

    "Mou!! You were never this straightforward before!! I can''t fathom how you can say such embarrassing words with a straight look on your face!!" Erina pouted cutely, and I laughed lightly at her adorable reaction.

    Having a sibling to look after and take care of¡­ I would never have imagined that I would care for her like this. Perhaps it was one of my hidden desires since I was an only child in my previous life.

    To have a family once more¡­ yes, this second life of mine is not so bad after all.

    Still, I have an objective to accomplish. Before I stain my hands and carry out my revenge, I must eventually abandon all familial ties so they won''t be involved in this treacherous path that I have undertaken.

    Erika, Erina¡­ I''m sorry.

    My self-pity was instantly halted when someone took the stage and caught our attention.

    "Greetings, proud students of Asabe."

    It was a beautiful middle-aged woman wearing a formal black suit and long pants. She has long black hair, and her demeanor indicates how refined and dignified she truly is.

    "I''m the principal of this Academy, Watanabe Rukia." The woman introduced herself. "For many years, Asabe has been the pinnacle of education throughout the country, and we have produced many outstanding individuals who excel in their respective fields. As a student of this Academy, each and every one of you possessed the same opportunity to be that individual who shall leave a lasting mark and legacy in this beautiful world we live in."

    Watanabe Rukia. So that woman is the principal of this Academy. Despite her age, she certainly has that air of a dignified and noble lady. Making connections with her may be one of my tickets to meeting with Kuzuki. After all, Asabe is affiliated with our country''s politicians, and there''s a high chance that Kuzuki is among them, given that Himegi is a student here.

    The daughters are one of many options; I should expand my horizons if I want to take down the snake.

    Watanabe continued her speech for some time as she told us what to expect here in this Academy and gave some gentle reminders regarding the school''s regulations.

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    "And before I end my speech, Asabe has once again made a lasting mark on one of the pages of its proud history books. I''m sure you are all well aware of a commoner¡­ an exceptional student with humble origins who not only passed the entrance examination but also perfected it."

    At the mention of this "student," A.K.A. yours truly, murmurs were heard from most of the student body, and I can''t help but be a little concerned at being mentioned in front of the whole school.

    My sister cheekily elbowed me softly, and she grinned mischievously, "First day of school, and you''re now Mr. Popular? Wow, many would kill just to be in your place."

    I sighed in response and forced myself to be the epitome of calm. Really, the attention is entirely unnecessary, if I''m being honest. Hopefully, this ongoing trend will pass, and the sooner, the better.

    "With that said, Hanazono Haruto, please come forth and make yourself known to your peers."

    Yup, I knew it. Just my luck. The principal just had to call my name now, huh.

    "Hehe, go break a leg, onii-chan." Erina sure was giddy and patted me on the back.

    Well, whatever. I might as well get this over with. Who knows, maybe this might be a good thing, and Kuzuki may perhaps take notice of this rising prodigy and will be more inclined to meet me in the future.

    As the representation of tranquility, I stood straight and walked the platform while ignoring the public''s scrutinizing gazes.

    While walking, I caught wind of Himegi, and she smiled rather brightly at me when we locked eyes for that short while.

    I returned the gesture with my own smile, and the girls beside her looked away frantically and began whispering with one another.

    Strange, I could never truly understand young women of their age, even back in my previous life. When I inquired Himeko about that, she merely scoffed in response and told me that I was as dense as a rock.

    As I reached the stage, Watanabe welcomed me warmly, offering a handshake.

    ¡°Hanazono Haruto-kun. It''s an honor to welcome you to this prestigious Academy of ours." The principal said with a proud tone.

    "The pleasure is mine, Watanabe-san. It''s a privilege to be a part of something grand that is this Academy." I accepted the gesture, and we both shook hands.

    "Now, Haruto-kun. Perhaps indulging your fellow students with a speech is of no trouble? I''m sure your fellow students are thrilled to hear some words from the one who swept the examination for the first time since this Academy was founded." Watanabe requested.

    A speech? Hmm, I suppose it would not hurt. I''m pretty used to pep-talking and increasing the morale of my subordinates. Perhaps this is not too different from my time as a soldier.

    "It''s no trouble at all, Watanabe-san." I agreed with her request, and Watanabe smiled as she gestured to me to the podium.

    Adjusting the mic, I cleared my throat and eyed the numerous students in front of me.

    Thankfully, I''m already used to public speaking during my time as a military academy student and, later, as an actual military officer. Thus, I didn''t feel nervous and instead smiled with great vigor at the situation that I was in.

    Situations like this are where I truly thrived. Stability under Pressure is one of the main principles taught to us back when I was still a Military Academy Student.

    "Hello, everyone, my name is Hanazono Haruto, and it''s a pleasure to be with you all. I''m sure you all know my story, so I won''t bore you with the details that I''m sure you have already heard over and over again. As such, I want to convey one thing, wait¡­ two things actually¡­."

    To everyone''s surprise, I stepped out of the podium and brought the mic with me, placing me at the center of the stage.

    "Perseverance and Discipline!" My booming voice echoed throughout the gymnasium and shocked the entire student body. "Those two core principles never failed me once in my entire life. Combine those two aspects; even the weakest person can rise to the top and compete with the strongest. Like myself, I started at the very bottom. The time I had amnesia was when I was at the lowest point of my life. But everything comes with a silver lining. After some deep thinking, I decided that having amnesia meant the opportunity for a fresh start, and instead of wallowing in depression, I decided to become better, to reinvent myself. I studied hard every day, and after a year, my perseverance paid off, and I was accepted here at this Academy!!"

    I took a deep breath to compose myself and continued, "Of course, perseverance falls short if you do not have the Discipline for it. In working hard, Consistency is the key. Sure, you can be the most hardworking person today, but if you are as lazy as a sloth the next day, then it''s not going to be enough, and your progress is comparable to the guy who does things half-heartedly every day!"

    I took a step forward and looked at them with a sincere expression, "Discipline¡­ the ability to do the right thing without others looking. Discipline comes from even the smallest things like, for example, finding a trash can to throw a small piece of candy wrapper instead of just loitering it to the ground, or on a more related matter as a student, taking the time meticulously to study a subject matter until you fully comprehend it instead of just understanding the bits and pieces enough for a passing grade."

    Smiling widely, I decided to inspire, "If you master these two principles, then you shall be more than capable of being on the top of the world, just like how I feel today!! A year ago, I never imagined myself to be a student of Asabe!! And yet here I am. The same goes for my little sister, who is with me today!! She, too, has displayed the same pair of principles and has been accepted here alongside me. As her Big brother, I could not have been prouder for her."

    I looked at and pointed at Erina; indeed, she was hilariously covering her face out of sheer embarrassment at being mentioned to the whole school.

    Haha, I suppose I''ll be hearing an earful from her later, but really, she''s an excellent example of how far an individual can go if they simply follow the two principles.

    To wrap things up, I finally said, "Good things must start with oneself, and eventually, like a ripple, it shall spread to others as well, just like how my sister was inspired to follow in my footsteps. Well, honestly, that''s not the whole story, but she still got here in the end. Anyways, that''s all, ladies and gentlemen, and I hope that I provided some insight that shall inspire you to be the best version of yourself."

    With everything said and done, I bowed my head and returned the mic to the podium.

 8: Perception

    Utter silence filled the entire gymnasium after Haruto adjourned his speech.

    Of course, the silence did not last long. Cheers and praises were immediately followed as the students of Asabe marveled at how awe-inspiring and unbelievable Haruto really was.

    ¡°Wooohhh!!!! Now that¡¯s what you call a speech!!¡±

    ¡°Color me impressed, that freshman is not only smart but also has his way of words!!!¡±

    ¡°Asabe sure is going to be quite an interesting year with him around!!!¡±

    ¡°You rock, Hanazono!!! That¡¯s the guy who perfected the entrance exam, alright!!!¡±

    Meanwhile, Erina stared with utmost disbelief at what just happened today. Sure, she was happy for her dear brother that he was receiving compliments from every corner.

    But everything is just all so unbelievable.

    ¡°O-onii-chan¡­ is that really you?¡± The girl questioned, her expression filled with total surprise. And here she thought that she would not get even more shock at her brother¡¯s actions.

    To think that just a year ago, her Big brother was an introverted and shy young boy who do not speak much and resorted to playing video games and watching anime as his way to cope up to the grueling trials of reality.

    At their past school, Haruto only has a few friends, and their friendship revolve around sharing the same interest of gaming and anime as him. His grades were simply average and he never stood out whatsoever and merely remained inconspicuous.

    The boy never really wanted to be the center of attention and he was fine with it.

    Overall, the previous Hanazono Haruto was your typical high schooler with no special attributes or characteristics whatsoever. He was the kind of guy who you would completely forget after passing him from the crowd in the streets.

    And now, her Big brother completely change

    He acted extremely mature for his age, his way of speaking is a lot more formal, he was more focus and driven, especially in his studies, and he¡¯s wittier with his teasing remarks than ever before.

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    It¡¯s like he was a different person right after the car accident.

    If she did not know any better, then she may think that someone of incredible talent possessed Haruto during the time when he was still confined in the hospital.

    But nevertheless, Haruto was still Haruto. Even before the accident, the boy shown genuine care and love for her as the elder sibling and that affection still went on until today.

    Whenever she was sick, Haruto would always take good care of her. When she was feeling down, he would try his best to cheer her up. One time when she was lost at a festival back when she was a kid, the young Haruto was a reliable elder sibling and would did not let go of her hand until he lead her back to their mom who was worried sick for them.

    Thus, she would support him all the way as his beloved little sister. Haruto is her dear onii-chan and she would not trade him for anything in this damn whole world.

    ¡°Onii-chan, you really are¡­¡±

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    ¡°A-amazing¡­¡±

    Himegi sat with an astonished look as she eyed Haruto who was shaking the principal¡¯s hand once more on the stage.

    Her friends who were beside her giggle and they could not help but begin teasing her.

    ¡°Wow, your crush sure is something huh, Himechii?¡±

    ¡°C-crush!? Oh no, Haruto-san is a new friend who I just met. He also helped me in treating the wounds of the puppy that I found a while ago. He¡¯s just my idol, that¡¯s all.¡±

    Her face red as a tomato, Himegi denied the accusation that was thrown to her.

    Indeed, when she first read about Haruto at an article on Facebook, Himegi could not help but be amazed at his story.

    A young boy who bettered himself and rise from the grave of his tragic car accident. Who would not be inspired by such an inspiring story?

    Himegi herself was a hardworking girl. She too believed that if you work hard enough in whatever goals that you set upon, then you shall eventually be rewarded with the fruits of your labor. After all, Hard work always pay off and Himegi¡¯s efforts always came in fruition.

    Not only that, but her idol also added the value of Discipline to the mix, and Himegi could not agree more. If one fell short from their work, then naturally, it shall divert from the outcome that you desire down to the inevitable road to failure.

    ¡°Idol eh? And what¡¯s with the two of you smiling sweetly like lovers towards one another when Hanazono was proceeding to the stage moments ago?¡± The other girl cheekily remarked with a huge grin on her face.

    ¡°We were just acknowledging our presence respectfully towards one another, that¡¯s all. Sheesh, you girls, not everything is associated with romance when it involves someone of the opposite sex.¡± Himegi attempted the voice of reason but her friends were having none of that, still on their teasing streak towards the flustered young girl.

    ¡°Hehe, if you say so, Himegi. It¡¯s not everyday that you get all cute and embarrassed when it¡¯s comes to a boy.¡±

    ¡°You got that right. Himechii¡¯s adorableness has just reached peak height! Kyaa!! I never thought that you¡¯re going to get even cuter when you are in love!!¡±

    Himegi simply sighed and gave up in her denial. Once her two friends were like this, then there¡¯s little to no hope in stopping them.

    But if she was being perfectly honest, she did not know what her feelings toward Haruto was exactly. After all, they just met a while ago.

    Perhaps it was just mere admiration towards her idol. Yes, that was simply it and nothing more. She would look forward to being friends with him and if something more came as they progress during their friendship¡­

    Then let¡¯s just say that Himegi was not unwilling to let that happen.

    ¡°Hey, you¡¯re smiling, Himechi!!! Daydreaming about your Prince Charming, maybe?¡±

    ¡°Hooh, found yourself at cloud nine now are we? What are you thinking? Something naughty perhaps? I did not know that the prim and proper Asakura Himegi can actually be a perv, hehehe.¡±

    Really at times like this, Himegi can only wonder what came in her right mind when she decided that she was best friends with these two.

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    ¡°Hanazono Haruto¡­¡±

    Unknown to everyone, a lone figure from the corner of the gymnasium was eyeing the boy meticulously.

    The figure, a man¡­ after a few moments of uttering the boy¡¯s name, mustered a smile on his face as he eventually made his leave, feeling satisfied with the events that has transpired today.

    Well, things are about to change with Haruto-kun around and close by.

    Whether it was for the better or for the worse¡­

    Only time will tell¡­

 9: New Friends

    ¡°Such strong and motivational words. I¡¯m sure many of the students have their eyes opened at your speech. Asabe was never wrong to accept you indeed, Haruto-kun.¡± Watanabe praised me while we shook our hands once more.

    ¡°Thank you, Watanabe-san.¡± I smiled in response and after that, bow my head to her and left the stage. While I was walking back to my sit, the crowd were still cheering and throwing praises at me.

    When I finally reunited with my dear sister at our spot, Erina instantly glared at me with a red face.

    ¡°Onii-chan, was it really necessary to embarrass me like that!?¡± the little she-devil pouted at me.

    ¡°Haha, sorry about that, Erina. I needed a perfect example of someone who is determined, passionate, and hardworking, and you were the first person who came into my mind.¡± I chuckled as I took my sit.

    ¡°Mou!! You really are a Troll, onii-chan.¡± Erina blushed at my words and crossed her arms in response.

    I merely patter her head affectionately and we watched the remainder of the program in comfortable silence.

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    Inevitably, Erina and I had to part ways since we are assigned in different buildings, her at Middle-school section of the Academy while I¡¯m at the High school one obviously.

    Being myself alone, I stared at the bulletin board located outside that consisted of our classroom assignments for this school year.

    Finding my name, I was at Class 1-A. Then, I also decided to see if Himegi is going to be my classmate as well.

    Let¡¯s see, Asakura¡­ naturally the name should be at the top of the list given that it starts with letter ¡°A¡±.

    No. 1, Asakura Himegi. And there she is¡­

    Fate has seemed to continue favoring me today since my daughter and I are going to be classmates as well. With this, it¡¯s a lot easier to keep an eye on her and become close with her in the process.

    And speak of the devil, the girl herself appeared beside me, with two other girls who were also at her side.

    ¡°Ah, Haruto-san. We meet again.¡± Himegi¡¯s sweet smile shined brighter than the morning sun.

    ¡°Himegi-san, good morning.¡± I nodded with a simple smile of my own.

    ¡°Hmm, what class are you in, Haruto-san? Oh, I¡¯m in Class 1-A.¡± It did not take long for Himegi to spot her name in the list.

    ¡°I¡¯m in Class 1-A as well.¡±

    Himegi¡¯s expression lit up instantly and she was quite cheerful when she said, ¡°Really!? Then let us get along as classmates this whole school year, Haruto-san!¡±

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    Wow, excited much? My daughter sure was quite the expressive one. Perhaps she took that one from her Mother since Himeko also gets excited even at the smallest of things, back when we were at High School when I was still Takamura Daichi. I suppose she was just impressed with my speech earlier just like others, hence her excitement at even being classmates with someone like me soaring quite high.

    And I was right on the money when she suddenly approached rather closely and eyed me like I was her God or something.

    ¡°Your speech earlier is very incredible, Haruto-san!! You have definitely stirred my¡­ the hearts of every person inside the gymnasium! I knew that you are amazing, but not that amazing, Haruto-san!! Also¡­¡±

    And she did not stop with her praises there. I swore that each and every word that I¡¯m hearing from her makes even less sense as time passes by.

    Yup, just like her Mother alright¡­

    Before Himegi was even given the opportunity to finish her long list of complimenting statements, she was suddenly yanked off comically by one of the girls who was accompanying her.

    ¡°Woah, calm your tits, girl!! I know that you are thirsty for Hanazono¡¯s attention, but wow, really, you sure have dialed up the notch!!¡± The girl with long maroon hair said with a sassy voice while grinning madly.

    ¡°Hahaha, Himechi sure has it down bad, huh?¡± The other girl, the one with long blue hair, chuckled at Himegi¡¯s frantic actions towards me.

    The girl in question was now blushing profusely and raised her arm in protest at her two friends.

    ¡°N-no, it¡¯s not like that!! I mean, who would not want to talk to such an amazing person like Haruto-san!!¡±

    ¡°Amazing, huh? Really, you sure speak your mind very quickly without any hint of hesitation whatsoever.¡± The cheeky maroon haired girl smile was akin to a Cheshire cat. ¡°If that¡¯s the case, then we are going to talk to him too!!¡±

    Without warning, the maroon and blue duo invaded my personal space and said their greetings.

    ¡°Hello!!! / Yahoo!!!¡± Both of them waved their hands in perfect tandem.

    Impressive, did they practice this skit or something?

    ¡°Hi.¡± Despite the wave of energy thrown at me, I remained calm in my own greeting nonetheless.

    ¡°So, you¡¯re the guy who caught our adorable best friend¡¯s attention. It¡¯s not everyday that Himegi is head over heels for a boy. Wait, now that I think about it, this is actually the first time.¡± The maroon head said while eyeing me deeply from head to toe.

    ¡°Then, it¡¯s an honor to be her first.¡± I remarked with a witty response of my own, and the girl was slightly caught off guard by my response.

    I caught a glimpse of Himegi¡¯s face reddening even further at my casual statement.

    Hmm, was it something I said? My answer is straight to the point, with no added innuendo or any hidden meaning whatsoever¡­

    Or at least, that was my intention.

    ¡°Woah!! Easy there, tiger!! Damn, Himegi is going to faint out of blood loss at this rate!!¡± The girl clicked her tongue and then looked back at her friend, ¡°Medic Madoka, take good care of our patient and make sure she does not die out there!!¡±

    ¡°Aye-aye, Doctor Asuna!!¡± The blue-haired girl saluted and playfully check for Himegi¡¯s vitals like touching her forehead as if it was a game to her.

    ¡°I¡¯m not in a critical condition or anything!! Sheesh, you girls!! You¡¯re always like this!!¡¯ Himegi¡¯s expression was clearly annoyed, but one can see that she was used to this, like three friends who were just playing and teasing around without a care in the world.

    Ah, the joys of youth. And as Hanazono Haruto, I suppose I get to experience this sort of wonderful thing for the second time.

    ¡°Hahaha, you, I like, Hanazono. I¡¯m sure the two of us are going to be great friends.¡± The redhead said to me truthfully. ¡°Crap, manners, manners¡­ name¡¯s Akatsuki Asuna, a pleasure.¡±

    ¡°And mine¡¯s Otsuki Madoka, nice to meet you!!¡± The other one spoke with immense vigor.

    ¡°And since I declare you to be our friend, then it¡¯s only right that we call each other by our first names as well, like how you lovingly refer to Himegi over here.¡± Asuna requested.

    Lovingly? She must be just joking to rile Himegi in a playful manner. I simply ignored that and nodded in agreement, ¡°Sure. Any friend of Himegi-san is a friend of mine. I look forward to getting along with you, Asuna-san, Madoka-san.¡±

    ¡°The feeling¡¯s mutual, Haruchi!!¡± Madoka cackled mischievously and I raised a brow at the new nickname that I received from her. Not that I mind, and it actually felt kind of nice to be acknowledge by her own fun way.

    ¡°Same here. Now, while I prefer you call us with no honorifics but whatever, we won¡¯t force you, first meeting and all of that.¡± Asuna smiled at me and after that, turned her attention back at Himegi, ¡°Hehe, I hope you¡¯re not angry Himegi, for us hogging the precious time between you and your boy toy.¡±

    ¡°He¡¯s not my boy toy!! Ugh, I give up. You two suck, you know that.¡± Himegi made angry Himegi noises.

    ¡°Love you too, Himegi!!¡± Asuna blow a kiss and Madoka followed as well.

    As what friends normally did, the three girls then shared a merry laugh, and I can¡¯t help but smile reminiscently as I was drawn in by the joyous relationship that they all have towards one another.

    Himegi sure was lucky to have good friends like them¡­

    For a brief moment there, I almost forgot about my revenge right there¡­

    Of course, we all know that it¡¯s just wishful thinking because at the end of the day¡­

    Nothing excited me more than the scenery of having Kuzuki¡¯s head being impaled on a bloody pike.

    Not even this heartwarming phenomena that they call friendship.

 10: A new home

    As it turns out, Asuna and Madoka were also in Class 1-A, thus becoming classmates as well with the both of them.

    With three new friends on my very first day of school, the four of us headed together to our classroom and we each took our respective seats that were vacant for the taking.

    I took the one at the back closest to the window at the corner while Himegi followed me like a puppy and took the one that was beside me.

    Asuna and Madoka were not far off as the both of them were directly right in front of us.

    Overall, the sitting arrangement was favorable for the four of us.

    Now, let¡¯s see what I can say about Himegi¡¯s two friends¡­

    After all, I need to know who my daughter was associating with. This included her relationship with her peers, her current status as a student, and if she¡¯s currently in a relationship.

    As technically her father, I simply am concerned for her.

    Otsuki Madoka is a pretty girl with long straight blue hair and a black hairband with a small cat face design attached to it. Her eyes are the same color as her hair and in addition to the standard uniform, she wore a caramel colored jacket over it.

    Also, I get the vibes of a naughty prankster coming from her. And the way she speak is consistently loud and cheerful. It¡¯s like someone has forgot to tune down the volume on her voice box and really, the girl is going to be quite menace, I can definitely feel it.

    Now going to the other girl, Akatsuki Asuna¡­

    With a light maroon colored hair and amber colored eyes, Asuna can be described as quite the foreign beauty with those assets of hers. She also has a pair of black butterfly style hair tie tied in twin tails.

    She too share the same pranking personality as Madoka, and with the duo of pranksters being friends with the dignified Himegi of all people, then it¡¯s no wonder that the poor girl is going to end up as the subject of constant teasing by these two.

    But unlike Madoka, Asuna spoke a little more calmly and was more laid-back than her. Still, Asuna has a mischievous side of her own, and if I¡¯m not going to be careful, then I may as well be her little Guinea pig in her future pranks and teasing.

    I straightened my back and proceeded to assess inside this classroom.

    Now I could see that my classmates could not help but stare at me with wide eyes.

    Comes with the perk of giving the whole school a huge impression, right on the very first day.

    Some decided to muster the courage and introduce themselves and I respectfully do the same. After all, we are classmates, so it¡¯s only right that a harmonious relationship must be established for a smooth sailing throughout the whole school year.

    When the teacher came inside, we composed ourselves and all needless chattering ceased for the upcoming classroom procedures that shall be held today.

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    First day of school was thankfully uneventful and it ended before I even knew it.

    While others opted to stay at school to chat for a bit, I can¡¯t exactly afford that kind of luxury just yet.

    ¡°Eh, leaving already, Haruchi? It¡¯s still too early, you know that?¡± Madoka asked while I stood up and picked up my bag from my chair.

    ¡°Come on, stay for a bit, Haruto! Himegi here is all going to be lonely and cold without your warm presence around, hehe.¡± Asuna grinned while leaning against her desk.

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    Himegi was unaffected by Asuna¡¯s jab and joined in, ¡°Dirty remarks aside, you seemed to be also quite in a hurry.¡±

    I smiled and told them the purpose, ¡°My sister and I came from Nagasaki, and we just moved in here recently at the school¡¯s request and generosity since they¡¯ll be paying for our living arrangement. Unfortunately, there¡¯s some issues with the Moving company and we only transferred just around today. We still have some fixing and arranging to do in our new home.¡±

    ¡°A new home, huh? I see, I see, hehehe.¡± I could have sworn that I saw a nasty glint on Asuna¡¯s eye while she cackled like a madwoman.

    Wonder what was that all about? Asuna sure is one eccentric little girl

    ¡°Wow, you and your sister sure are lucky!! Must be nice to be an Asabe scholarship student, huh?¡± Himegi clapped her hand joyously.

    Indeed, being a scholar here at Asabe worked extreme wonders for someone of average financial status like Erina and I. In addition to free tuition fees, we were also given a free living quarters of our own choosing right here at this city, just like every commoners who managed to pass the entrance exam.

    It¡¯s not like the school¡¯s finances are going to take a major blow at this. Commoners who passed the exam are extremely rare, and only one out of fifty managed to even get the passing grade, which is a whooping 90 average in every subject matter in the exam.

    Majority of the students prefer going back to their cozy luxurious homes. As a result, the academy abstained from building a dormitory since it¡¯s a waste of resources and space. The students who came from far away places were of the wealthy kind, so they are more than capable enough of securing their own living arrangements in the city.

    And the exam was no joke if I may add. I was genuinely impressed when Erina, the once lazy, all-play girl, managed to passed it. As her elder brother, I was genuinely happy for her.

    I suppose even under this strange circumstance of reincarnation, I still came to treat Erina as family and not as a stranger like I initially thought.

    Perhaps I¡¯m a lot softer than I imagine. Or maybe I¡¯m just feeling sorry for the original Haruto for taking over his body and so, I decided to live this life partially in his honor.

    And here I thought that years of military service filled with warfare and hardships would mold me into an emotionless being with no regard for others around him.

    Anyways, I disregard all such deep thoughts for now and smiled apologetically at them.

    ¡°I apologize. Maybe we can hang out next time. For now, our new home takes priority.¡±

    ¡°Welp, there¡¯s no helping it. See you later, Haruto!!¡± Asuna waved her hand goodbye.

    ¡°Let¡¯s play some other time, Haruchi!!¡±

    ¡°Take care, Haruto-san!!¡±

    I nodded my head in gratitude at their farewells as I made my way to the school entrance, where I¡¯ll be meeting up with Erina.

    But little did I know, a flash of maniacal grin was seen from Asuna, and I could not help but had a chill run down on my spine.

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    When my sister and I were granted scholarship by Asabe and told us that we will be getting a new home for free, I thought that they are just going to provide us with a simple room in one of the apartment complexes of the city, or perhaps a dormitory.

    Never did it occurred to us that we will be getting a new house of all things.

    ¡°Asabe sure does not hold back their expenses huh, onii-chan?¡± Erina was dumfounded when we arrived at our lovely adobe.

    ¡°Yes.¡± I agreed with her, feeling the same sentiment. ¡°At first, I thought that the moving company told us the wrong address, but nope, they said so otherwise. Would you look at that¡­ it¡¯s a literal 2 story house built with a yard and its inside the relaxing atmosphere of this quaint residential area.¡±

    ¡°Hahaha, am I dreaming, onii-chan? I must be dreaming. There¡¯s no way that we are getting a house for free this freaking easily.¡± My sister was going crazy, no doubt.

    I don¡¯t blame her though.

    Back at Nagasaki, we live at one of the simple apartment complexes, so having a house of our own is a new experience for her.

    Not that we live in poverty, no mistake. Our way of life is simple and Erika, being the single mother she is, worked her ass off every single day just to provide us two with good food to eat and quality education.

    But given Erika¡¯s job as an average office worker, we don¡¯t have the luxury to afford out own house just yet. Still, she told us that she has been saving sometime for that dream of ours to turn into a reality.

    Really, single mothers are definitely the best¡­

    Not in a dirty way, mind you.

    ¡°Not easy, Erina.¡± I corrected her, ¡°We did passed that ridiculously difficult entrance exam of theirs. Like they say, Hard work always pay off. Although I¡¯m also on the same boat as you are, given that the reward is a house and lot accompanying our scholarship.¡±

    Erina was still hyperventilating and really, I¡¯m now concerned for her well-being if she is overreacting this much.

    ¡°A house, onii-chan, a house!!¡± Erina pointed like a little kid who just saw something very excited for the first time.

    ¡°I¡¯m quite aware, Erina. I have a perfectly functioning pair of eyes, thank you very much, and this house is now ours, yes.¡± I gave her an assuring smile. ¡°Now stop being a dumbass, head in there, and help me move our stuff.¡±

    ¡°Yes!!! This is the best day of our lives. I¡¯m sure mom will be thrilled to live here as well!!!¡± Erina snapped back to reality and her excitement soared high like a rocket. Without a moment to waste, she instantly entered our new house.

    ¡°Yes, I¡¯m sure she will be.¡± I smiled as I followed suit inside.

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    It took us at least four hours tops before the place was satisfactory for us to live in.

    Of course, there are still some things that needed to be arranged and unpacked, but that can wait for tomorrow and we can now slowly do that at our own pace, given that those are non-essentials.

    Our new house in all things considered is a typical Japanese household with two floors. It¡¯s a spacious home that can accommodate perhaps a family of four or five.

    There are three bedrooms here inside, one each for myself and Erina, and the other shall be the guest room or the room for Erika when she¡¯s going to live here with us in the future.

    On the first floor was where the living room, the dining area, and the kitchen complete with utensils and cooking materials.

    But the most remarkable feature of this house was the bathroom no doubt. It features a long bathtub and a state of the art shower room for a nice and long relaxing bath.

    Overall, this house is an incredible improvement from our apartment back at Nagasaki. Erina and I definitely could get use to this comfortable lifestyle.

    While still deep in my thoughts, the doorbell was sounded. I¡¯m currently at the comfort of the sofa reading a textbook while Erina was at the kitchen cooking for our dinner.

    And yes, believe it or not, my cheeky, unassuming brat of a little sister is capable of handling herself rather well in the kitchen.

    Like they say, don¡¯t judge a book by its cover.

    ¡°I¡¯ll get it!!¡± I answered and went to the door.

    Opening the door, my eyes widened as I was greeted by none other than¡­

    ¡°Hehe, salutations, oh good neighbor!!!¡±

    Maroon colored hair made itself known as Akatsuki Asuna grinned widely with a hotpot on her hands.

 11: New Neighbor

    Well, this was totally unexpected.

    I never imagined that it was Asuna of all people who was on the other side of the door.

    And wait, did she just say neighbor? Well, this was one hell of a coincidence if I dare say so myself.

    Composing myself, I recovered quickly from my initial shock and greeted her with a smile, ¡°Ah, hello Asuna-san. What brings you here?¡±

    ¡°W-wait, that¡¯s all you can say!? Damn, you sure got nerves of steel huh, Haruto!!¡± Asuna grinned playfully.

    ¡°So I¡¯ve been told. And you are our neighbor, really? My what a small world this must be.¡± I smiled and eyed at the hotpot that she was holding with interest. ¡°Hmm, I must say, that beef stew that you are holding looks quite delicious. Any chance that you are willing to share your blessings?¡±

    ¡°You got that right, neighbor.¡± Asuna was full of fire as ever, ¡°And it just so happens that I, the magnanimous and dashing, Akatsuki Asuna, is willing to part such delectable meal to you, Hanazono Haruto. Rejoice oh good servant of mine and spread glory upon my name!!¡±

    ¡°Then I humbly accept your gracious offering, oh benevolent Goddess.¡± I received the hotpot with gratitude.

    After that, we then laughed merrily at how our playful conversation funnily turned out to be. At times like this, a playful banter or two is one good way to improve a relationship with someone who is willing to ride in with the fun.

    And Akatsuki Asuna is a girl who I now find to be someone to be quite interesting around.

    Plus, she¡¯s Himegi¡¯s friend, and like I said before, any friend of Himegi is a friend of mine as well.

    ¡°Hahahaha!! Wow, you sure know how to hold up our conversation and play along, Haruto!! And here I initially thought that you are a stick in the ass, serious, and studious type of a student.¡± Asuna said with glee.

    ¡°I¡¯m capable of a variety of emotions known to man, thank you very much.¡± I answered back with some sass.

    ¡°Hehe, now I see why Himegi is quite fond of you.¡± Asuna smiled sweetly and I wonder what she meant by that.

    Hmm, let¡¯s not think about that too much and maybe it¡¯s just her teasing me again.

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    Or maybe I was just idolized by Himegi that much for the stunt of passing the entrance exam and my speech to the whole school.

    Yes, that was it. Being someone amazing is bound to have some die hard fans. And I suppose I should be glad that Himegi is one of them.

    ¡°So, you want to come in or what? My little sister prepared dinner and you are more than welcome to join us.¡± I invited her and opened the door slightly.

    ¡°Hoooh, how bold of you, Haruto!! Inviting a lady who you just met at your home.¡± Asuna teased me once more. ¡°But I¡¯m afraid that I have to decline. My mom still has some chores for me to do and she just sent me here to give you the heartwarming and welcoming gift.¡±

    ¡°How unfortunate.¡± I said with disappointment on my tone. ¡°I suppose there¡¯ll be more opportunities next time since we now practically live next door.¡±

    ¡°Yep, it¡¯s a date then!!¡± She gave her mischievous grin and I simply chuckled at how full of life she was.

    ¡°Alright then, take good care on the way back, Asuna-san.¡± I said my farewell.

    ¡°Good night, Haruto, and see you tomorrow!!¡± She made her leave while waving her hand energetically at me.

    I did the same and watch her retreating form entering the house that was beside us.

    With a satisfied smile, I turned my back and what greeted me was Erina who looked at me like I committed a crime.

    ¡°Onii-chan¡­¡± She said every syllable with pure menace on her tone. ¡°Getting awfully friendly with another girl now, are we?¡±

    I sighed in response and made my way inside to tame the beast that was Hanazono Erina.

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    It¡¯s now 10 pm in the evening and I believed that it¡¯s time to end the day with a well-deserved good night¡¯s sleep.

    After all, today was a rather eventful day. It was the first day of our new school life here in Asabe. Not only that, I got to meet with my daughter Himegi, right under the Sakura Tree where I also first met with my wife Himeko.

    It was a fateful meeting no doubt, and Himegi turned out to look almost the same as her beautiful mother, and I can¡¯t help but even cried my heart out right in front of her no less.

    Thankfully, I was able to salvage the situation and we ended up as friends in the end.

    Then, at the gymnasium, I made a spectacular impression in front of the entire student body. Honestly, I¡¯m not sure what came to me at that moment, but something just stirred inside me, to send a message to the youth that everything can be achievable with the right mindset of Perseverance and Discipline.

    It is my duty as an adult after all; to guide the young ones and nurture them for their growth to flourish and be the best that they can absolutely be.

    Next, was meeting with Himegi¡¯s friends, Asuka and Madoka. I can tell that despite their silly antics, both of them are good people, and Himegi treasured them deeply with utmost care and love.

    I¡¯m happy for my daughter that she has two best friends right by her side.

    Of course, let¡¯s not forget Erina¡¯s hilarious reaction when she found out about this new house of ours. Given our previous home, which is a simple apartment room, it¡¯s quite understandable and I¡¯m glad that Erina now gets to have her¡­ our own house.

    Lastly, the nice and playful chat with our new neighbor, who turned out to be none other than Akatsuki Asuna herself. She¡¯s quite the social butterfly, I can tell, and the moment we entered our conversation, we immediately clicked in and vibe well with one another as we exchanged colorful words.

    Honestly, it¡¯s been long since I found someone to talk like that. And really, it was actually kind of fun and stimulating to role-play and lose yourself in that kind of playful banter.

    Of course, Erina was unnecessarily suspicious and I explained that she was my classmate who also turned out to be our neighbor, thus we made just some small talk before fulfilling our agendas.

    To sum it up, I was satisfied with the events today, and it¡¯s time that I hit the sack.

    But before that, some breath of fresh air would do me wonders before retiring for the night.

    Opening my window, I was expecting only the cold and fresh air to greet my healthy lungs.

    But no, what greeted me was far beyond that. My eyes widened and my mouth turned agape at the rather¡­ stimulating sight that was presented to me.

    ¡°H-haruto!!!?¡±

    ¡°A-asuna-san¡­¡±

    Yes, it was Akatsuki Asuna yet again, but this time under extremely different circumstances.

    Never would I dream of seeing her at the window of what I assume to be her room that was facing at my own.

    And to make matters complicated, I caught her at an awkward moment.

    Akatsuki Asuna¡­ being currently naked.

 12: An Embarrassing Predicament

    Shit, this is bad!! Never did it occur to me that I of all people ended up in this embarrassing situation that we are in.

    Well, more embarassment to the side of Asuna that is¡­

    Akatsuki Asuna was currently topless with only her panties covering whatever shred of dignity that she had.

    And being a bonafide male of the human species, reincarnated or otherwise¡­ I can¡¯t take my eyes away from the wonderful sight that was presented upon me.

    The girl¡¯s assets certainly is quite big, and not to mention, she has a slim and healthy figure that you can¡¯t help but look all day.

    Damn it, I should not be ogling at teenage girls who were way younger than myself.

    Especially since I¡¯m also a married man!! Well, in my previous life, but still¡­

    Technically, we were of the same age, but I still consider myself as the 25 year old Takamura Daichi. Thus, my conscience dictated that I should look away and apologize right now in an instant.

    It¡¯s just wrong, plain and simple¡­

    I¡¯m truly sorry, Himeko, Himegi¡­ what would they say if they find out that their late husband and father respectively is a piece of perverted trash.

    ¡°Kyaa!!!! Pervert!!!¡±

    Asuna¡¯s face brighten with pure red and she instantly covered herself with the window sheet.

    ¡°I¡¯m sorry!!!! I just opened this window and I did not know that it was facing yours!!¡± I attempted to be the voice of reason and hope that it would not fall to deaf ears.

    Asuna, whose face was the only visible part that was protruding from the window was pouting with visible annoyance.

    ¡°Hmph, so you decided to show your true colors, huh, perv.¡± The girl gave me a mean look. ¡°I should have known, Mom warn me about nice guys like you.¡±

    ¡°It was an accident, I promise.¡± I calmed myself down and composed my posture as I leaned at the window. ¡°It was never my intention to violate your privacy.¡±

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    ¡°Hmm, really, huh?¡± Asuna was still suspicious. ¡°Never once did it came in your mind to peak me? What¡¯s next, laying your dreadful claws on Himegi?¡±

    ¡°Of course not. Not even once.¡± I smiled sincerely at her. Also, I would never dream to even think about my own daughter like that of all people.

    It¡¯s just impossible¡­ out of the question.

    I took a deed breath and conveyed the words straight from the bottom of my heart, ¡°We had something good going on just a while ago during our nice little talk, and you even declared me to be your friend back at school. Honestly, I was moved by your declaration, Asuna-san, and I don¡¯t want our new found friendship to crumble just because of this one silly accident. I really want to be closer with you.¡±

    ¡°Eh!?¡± I¡¯m not sure why, but Asuna was acting all flustered and her face was red yet again.

    Crap, was it something I said? I hope that I¡¯m not fuming the flames and continue to make her even angrier instead.

    All I did was express my genuine feelings to her without any malice or ulterior motives whatsoever.

    But thankfully, it was actually not the case when Asuna¡¯s expression softened, ¡°R-really? Are you sure you are not lying?¡±

    ¡°You have my word, Asuna-san, I swear upon my honor.¡± I formed a fist and patted my chest to emphasized my message. ¡°I would never intentionally do anything to hurt you.¡±

    ¡°I, I see¡­¡± The tension on the girl¡¯s voice slowly dissipated ¡°You know, you really should think twice before you say anything that sweet hence a girl might get the wrong idea in her head.¡±

    ¡°Hmm what was that?¡± The last statement of hers, I did not quite catch what she said.

    ¡°Oh it¡¯s nothing, you dense idiot, hehe. Very well, you are forgiven. Honestly, it¡¯s also kind of my fault for not closing my window before changing, hahaha.¡±

    I sighed and smiled in relief when I now see Asuna¡¯s cheerful persona resurfacing back. I supposed I can now sleep soundly knowing I made peace with my neighbor, and the status quo is now finally back to the way it was.

    Not exactly however¡­

    ¡°Although...¡± The girl¡¯s voice turned stern and she looked at me with a nasty glint on her eyes, ¡°You are forgiven, but not completely.¡±

    Well, I should have known, I suppose. Time is required to completely heal wounds, and I understand if she still feels tense and heavily guarded against me, especially when we meet up at school the next day.

    ¡°Unless...¡± Her grin was now apparent and I look at her expectantly at what she is going to say, ¡°¡­you drop the honorifics and cut the -san crap.¡±

    Wait, is that all? Wow, her condition for full forgiveness sure is quite easy.

    Yes, I certainly can fulfill this condition of hers. After all, I felt that we became closer after this unfortunate (fortunate?) incident, and it¡¯s only right that all formalities between the two of us finally cease.

    Well, in my part at the very least¡­

    ¡°Then, let¡¯s continue getting along well¡­ Asuna.¡±

    ¡°Hehe, likewise¡­ Haru!!¡±

    ¡°Huh?¡±

    W-wait¡­ what did she just call me? Haru?

    Asuna¡¯s closed her eyes and smiled sweetly at me.

    And if I¡¯m being perfectly honest, let¡¯s just say that my heart slightly skipped a beat at how beautiful her expression truly was.

    Just slightly, yes. After all, any man would be captivated by the genuine smile of a beautiful young lady like Asuna.

    ¡°Yup. You¡¯re not the only one who gets the sweet end out of this deal, mister!! Consider it as an upgrade in our rela¡­ friendship¡­ for the both of us.¡±

    Hmm, I suppose that makes a lot of sense. If calling me Haru is considered as a sign of our renewed friendship, then who am I to stop her?

    ¡°Haru huh? You are the first to call me that. At least, as far as my amnesiac mind remembers.¡±

    ¡°Hehe, then I am honored to be your first.¡± Asuna said like she was mocking and mimicking a certain someone.

    She watched me expectedly but was disappointed a short while after my lack of reaction.

    ¡°Wow, for a smart guy, you sure are as dense as a rock.¡±

    So I¡¯ve been told. Himeko and some of her friends from way back also said that to me.

    Really, how am I supposed to know if no one is going to explain my shortcomings?

    Uh, am I suppose to react or something like that? I know I said those words to Himegi and what I received was pure embarrassment coming from the poor girl.

    Not to self: refrain from saying that in the future. Perhaps it was simply that offending in this time and age.

    We eventually said our good nights and finally hit the sack.

    And my sleep was a lot more peaceful filled with utter bliss at that very night.

 13: Good Morning

    Next day came like a breeze and it¡¯s time for the second day of school.

    When Erina and I went out from the comfort of our new house, I caught the sight of Asuna doing the same thing since she too have just closed the door to her home.

    ¡°Good morning, Asuna.¡± I greeted her with a smile.

    ¡°Morning, Haru.¡± The maroon haired girl yawned and rub her eyes in annoyance.

    I chuckled at her response, ¡°Not much of a morning person now, are we?¡±

    ¡°Yeah, mornings can rot in hell for all I care.¡± Asuna said while she made her approach. ¡°Ugh!! Seriously, why do class starts ridiculously early at eight? I¡¯m dying out here, Haru!!!¡±

    ¡°If you have the energy to complain, then you are not dying as you claim to be.¡± I sweat dropped at her overreacting.

    While the Asuna and I were talking, I instantly felt something like a cold air running down my back.

    ¡°Onii-chan¡­¡± Not want to feel to be left out, Erina announced her presence as her smile was like the grim reaper ready to accompany me in the after life. ¡°Who is she?¡±

    ¡°Ah.¡± I instantly turned my attention to Erina. ¡°This is our neighbor and also my classmate, Akatsuki Asuna. She¡¯s the one who gave us the beef stew yesterday. Asuna, this is Hanazono Erina, my little sister.¡±

    ¡°A pleasure to meet you, Akatsuki-senpai.¡± Erina bow her head down respectfully. ¡°Thank you for the beef stew yesterday, it¡¯s very delicious and we very much enjoyed it.¡±

    ¡°Your welcome, Erina-chan!!¡± Asuna grinned at her and looked at me for a brief moment. ¡°Haru, I did not know that your sister is quite the cutie!¡±

    ¡°Cute is hardly the first thing to describe her.¡± I whip back with a playful smile.

    ¡°Hey, I resent that!! I am cute!!¡± Erina glared at me with a proud posture.

    ¡°Oh, ignore that dense idiot, Erina-chan!¡± Asuna said to her and I glared at her in response to that, ¡°I for one think that you are adorable!! Hey, Haru, if I marry you, then won¡¯t that make her my sister as well?¡±

    ¡°I suppose?¡± Was that a trick question? If hypothetically Asuna and I were to wed, then yes, that shall make Erina her sister-in-law.

    ¡°Splendid!! Oh, I always wanted a cute little sister!! Being an only child kind of suck, you know.¡± Gone was Asuna¡¯s morning sickness and now she proceeded to get all too clingy with Erina instead.

    ¡°S-senpai!!?¡± Erina was shock at how close Asuna suddenly hugged her like a plushy.

    ¡°Ah, I could get used to this. You sure are soft and cuddly, Erina-chan.¡± Asuna was in cloud nine.

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    While I¡¯m quite amused at my sister¡¯s torment, this had unfortunately got to end since we are causing quite a ruckus and many were now eyeing at us like we are crazy or something along that line.

    I flicked Asuna¡¯s forehead and she pouted angrily in response.

    ¡°Hey, what was that for!!?¡±

    ¡°As much as amusing this is, it¡¯s time that you stop harassing my little sister. We don¡¯t have time to dally around and we are causing a scene right here.¡± I reprimanded her with a stoic look.

    ¡°Hehe, right, sorry about that, Haru.¡± Asuna scratched her chin while grinning sheepishly.

    ¡°It¡¯s time that we head our way, Asuna. Luckily, school is at a walking distance and we can still enjoy our walk.¡± I chuckled lightly as the three of us proceeded to our destination.

    ¡°You know¡­¡± Erina decided to barged in at our conversation and faced me with a suspicious expression, looking at me like I committed a war crime, ¡°I can¡¯t help but notice Senpai calling you Haru? What was that all about? Hmm? And you calling her by her first name without any honorifics whatsoever. You sure seemed pretty close even when you just met yesterday.¡±

    Ah¡­ yes, that one. I¡¯m not sure if telling Erina the whole story about last night¡¯s affair is going to be the right move. Confessing would mark me as a bonafide pervert / peeping tom no question, even if it was accidental on my part.

    An evil grin suddenly flashed on Asuna¡¯s face and I can¡¯t help but had a bad feeling as I gulped nervously.

    ¡°That Erina-chan.¡± Asuna wagged her finger playfully, ¡°is a secret just between your brother and I. But let¡¯s just say that he took something very special from me and we become closer that very night, hehehe.¡±

    An aura of unadulterated malice instantly engulfed Erina and her expression darkened murderously.

    ¡°O-nii-chan.¡± This adorable girl that Asuna claimed to was starting to scare the hell out of me, ¡°What¡­ did¡­ you¡­ do?¡±

    I quickly force to compose myself and sighed in response, thinking how troublesome this situation that I got myself in.

    Damn it Asuna, do you really have to word it that way and ignite the flames?

    Asuna got a good laugh from my misfortune shortly after and thankfully, diverted the impending crisis by saying that it was merely a joke.

    Of course, we still did not say to Erina about the events that transpired last night since it really was a secret between Asuna and I.

    ¡°Moui, why don¡¯t you tell me?¡± Erina pouted as she thankfully returned to her usual bubbly self.

    ¡°Like I said, it¡¯s a secret. If Asuna wishes to keep it a secret, then we should simply respect her wish.¡± I told her with a stern look.

    Although, I¡¯m not being completely honest since it was my wish as well to also be kept a secret.

    But Erina does not need to know that, hence she grows suspicious yet again.

    ¡°Fine.¡± Erina finally backed off.

    ¡°Hehe, thank you, Erina-chan.¡± Asuna chirped happily. ¡°Oh, and would you look at that, we¡¯re here.¡±

    Indeed, just around ten minutes of walking, and we finally arrived at the school gate.

    The distance sure is quite convenient and I¡¯m grateful at Asabe for providing us with a cozy home that was also near from school.

    ¡°Asuna!!! And¡­ Haruto-san?¡±

    As we enter the Academy, we were spotted coincidentally by none other than Himegi as she was also accompanied by Madoka at her side. The girl was quite surprised when Asuna and I arrived at the same time, no question.

    ¡°Hoohh, something smells quite fishy.¡± Madoka looked at the both of us with utmost intrigued. ¡°Haruchi and Asunachi, going to school together?¡±

    ¡°It¡¯s not going to be fishy starting today.¡± I said without hesitation, ¡°Asuna and I turned out to be neighbors. We just found out last night. And we just departed from our neighborhood at the same time.¡±

    ¡°EHH!!??¡± Both of them were surprised by this revelation. ¡°Really!?¡±

    ¡°You got that right, ladies.¡± Asuna grinned and wrapped her arm around my shoulder, ¡°Haru and I live next door.¡±

    I could have sworn I saw Madoka¡¯s right ear twitched upon hearing a certain name that was shortened.

    ¡°Haru, huh?¡± Madoka¡¯s silly grin was apparent for all to witness, ¡°Since when are you two close for you to call him by a pet name? The last time I remembered, we met just freaking yesterday! Did I miss some sort of memo or something!?¡±

    Himegi on the other hand was deadly curious, her serious expression boring right at Asuna and I, ¡°I¡­ I want to know too!¡±

    ¡°Hehe, shall I tell them, Haru?¡± Asuna gave me a playful look.

    ¡°Don¡¯t.¡± I gave her a stern look. If Himegi, God forbid, finds out about this, then I may as well kiss my daughter¡¯s friendship goodbye.

    Well, I¡¯m perhaps sure that Himegi may understand the situation, given that it was all just an accident of me seeing Asuna naked, but nevertheless, I just don¡¯t want the troublesome implications that was going to accompany with it.

    And I¡¯m very certain that Madoka is going to be even more relentless with her teasing, that I can assume that much.

    ¡°Heeeh, tell us what?¡± The blue-haired devil herself was now probing us with the details.

    ¡°Oh, you know¡­¡± Asuna started twirling her hair like a shy maiden, ¡°Haru made me feel what was like to be a woman last night.¡±

    ¡°Gah!?¡±

    The look on Madoka¡¯s face was priceless as her mouth hanged wide open with extreme shock.

    It certainly was hilarious and I would be laughing here and now if I was not the one who was being the scorned of this delicate subject matter.

    And when I turned my attention to Himegi, I was left stunned, and I could not help but ran a cold and nervous sweat on my forehead when I saw the expression that my own precious daughter was sporting right now.

    Himegi¡¯s angelic face, now blank and emotionless¡­

    And her eyes, once majestic as the clear blue sky¡­

    ¡­ Was now devoid of any life¡­