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- After eating breakfast, I was spending a really longer time than usual in front of the sink. I did my hair, brushed my teeth making sure I look clean, after I’m satisfied I returned to my room and passed my hand through my brand new school uniform, and after that I returned to the mirror to confirm my looks.
- Perfect. I can only see a perfectly clean young man on the mirror.
- “Mom, how do I look?"
- She responds with a smile, even gentler than her usual one, and she answered that it suits me well. I saw the time and noticed I still have some time, so I was thinking about checking my fortune on the TV.
- "Kou-chan, your pick-up is coming anytime soon now, could you get yourself prepared by the front door?"
- I never heard anything about a pick-up before, so I asked her about it. It seems me being her son… which means the son of the “Mother of New Quantum” is the problem. Ah, that. True, the lineage of the world-famous scholar is going to a technology school, people would go crazy knowing that. And I definitely don’t want to get caught up in that, so I decided to wait for the pick-up as she told me to.
- The fuck is this.
- When I saw what was supposedly my pick-up car, I almost can’t help myself from turning back into the house. It was an overly intimidating black car… to its front and back is a big van. I was about to cover my head in resignation, that was when mom come out from the house.
- “Well then, mom’s going too”
- As she said that, she went in the black car and went away. And the big vans along with it… What was left was just a normal sedan car, oh great! I’m totally relived!! So all those intimidating people are all mom’s pick-up… I can’t imagine what if had to go to school with those people…
- "Kouki-kun, correct? Come, let’s go to school."
- What came out from that car, was a bald middle-aged man in black suit. I can only tremble in silence during the whole trip to school.
- Umm, 1-S…… 1-S……
- I’m lost! This place is way too big!! Just how much money did they use up to build this school. What should I do, everyone seems to be avoiding their eyes from me, so I can’t bring myself to ask anyone. Now I start remembering about my middle-school days, Huh… my eyes are getting hot…
- As I was walking around aimlessly thinking about things like that, I can hear footsteps of someone running towards me from behind, when I looked back, I saw a beautiful woman in front of me, out of breath. I tried to keep my poker face, so that she doesn’t think I’m getting all bothered, and to keep her from knowing that I’m getting all excited because I was thinking this is a chance to get acquainted to a babe. I was about to try asking her the location of my classroom.
- “I’m sorry, Arakawa-kun. There was a error on our side, so your guide didn’t make it in time.”
- She suddenly talked to me first, I can only nod and lost my timing to answer her. Crap… She’ll think I’m a commusho. I took a glance at her, then I noticed her eyes are floating around.
- *Comusho = someone with a communication disorder
- “Whoaaaa, he’s a comusho. Can’t he even talk properly? Comushos’ creepy!”
- She’s definitely thinking like that. Calm down, me. I tried to stay as calm as possible, and asked her.
- "I understand your situation. For now what should I do? Will you guide me around?"
- Great, it’s perfect. With this strategy, I’m appealing that I understand their situation, and on top of that, I asked her to guide me around, there’s no way she can refuse me. Sure that was dirty, but for now, I should get properly acquainted with this babe! She shows signs of thinking about something for a while, then she looked at me and with a smile, she said she’ll guide me around. Beauties’ smile sure have healing effect!
- After silently following her back for a while, she stopped in front of the principal’s room. Just when I thought that she’s probably taking me to greet the principal, she entered the room without even knocking. She walked to behind the desk in the back of the room, and then she turns around to me, smiling.
- “Welcome to the State Technology Academy, Arakawa-Kuoki-kun. I’m the principal, Yamamoto Kaori.”
- — VIP Escort Personnel POV
- All of us are in a very nerve-wrecking situation. Right now, this house is totally surrounded by 32 personnels of the JDF Special Ranger Squad, and by us, 20 personnels of the VIP Escort Team.
- “Skinhead reporting, the target will come out of the house shortly. Stay focused.”
- My code name is skinhead. Obviously enough, it’s originated from my “hair style”. Well not that it really matters… Getting too nervous won’t do me good, so I’ trying to relax by thinking about trivial things.
- Our mission is to escort Arakawa Kouki. And what’s worse, we’re going to repeat this operation of escorting him to school for 3 years until he graduates. What we can learn from documents given out to us, is that he is without a doubt, a crucial existence for Japan, and that he’s atrocious and morally lacking… We can’t afford to fail the operation. The method of the operation is a simple escort using a decoy. First, his mother Arakawa Miki which will be the decoy, departing first with the escort car, by the way, she volunteered for the role herself.
- After that, the real escort target Arakawa Kouki will depart with only one escort car, going through a different route. True that he will only depart with one escort, but in the sky, a stealth fighter of the Japan Air Force is on standby right above. With this method, we can cover a decent range of vision and protect him from most land vehicle assaults, and to add it up, disguised armored cars are also stationed along the route.
- “Agent 1 reporting. The decoy has been deployed”
- As per planned, Arakawa Miki has departed ahead. Now I am to secure the real target.
- Kouki-kun, correct? Come, let’s go to school.
- After I said that, he walked into the car without saying a word. Normally, people would show some sort of reaction after seeing someone with appearance like me, but he’s all silent…. Not only that, it seems like he’s not pleased getting sandwiched from both sides by two men. He’s shaking his legs restlessly, as if to appeal his irritation.
- It would be bad if we ruin his mood. I’ll ask the Information Bureau if they can dispatch a capable female agent…
- —Yamamoto Kaori POV
- How in the world did this happen! I’m running around the academy as I hold the urge to shout. After receiving news of Arakawa Kouki’s arrival, the person in charge, which probably didn’t realize the gravity of the guest, only informed Arakawa Kouki of where to go next, and left him on the spot. When I received that report, he was no longer there.
- The UN went all the way to inform me directly, to take extra care of Arakawa Kouki, yet this… And I also received a report from the escort team that Arakawa Kuoki seems to be in a foul mood. He just might unleash a poison gas in the school to get back on us!! When I finally found him and tried talking to him, I felt that it was already too late. He turned back to me, and after seeing me, his expression changed.
- Can’t you even prepare a proper welcoming? You imbeciles.
- It was as if he was telling me that with his eyes….
- “I’m sorry, Arakawa-kun. There was a miss on our side, so your guide didn’t make it in time.”
- I desperately tried to apologize, but he only responds with a nod. I got even more desperate thinking up of what to say next.
- "I understand your situation. For now what should i do? Will you guide me around?"
- Frankly I’m so scared I just want to refuse. There’s no way I’m getting alone with him, but his way of speech tells me he wouldn’t tolerate a rejection… Should I ruin his mood any further, I’m sure a cruise missile will land on my house tonight. I have no other choice but to give him my consent with a smile.
- In the end, I couldn’t think up of a good plan and we ended up in front of my office… There’s no turning back… I turned around to him, and make the best smile I can.
- “Welcome to the State Technology Academy, Arakawa-Kuoki-kun. I’m the principal, Yamamoto Kaori.”
- —Arakawa Kouki POV
- “Welcome to the State Technology Academy, Arakawa-Kuoki-kun. I’m the principal, Yamamoto Kaori.”
- The babe, I mean the principal, said that right in my face. Uh, what should I do? Did I just made the principal guide me around? She’s definitely pissed, she’s definitely thinking like, why the heck should I have to guide a mere student like him around! Or something like that… Okay, for now I’ll smile it off. I’ll just force through this with the master arts I have polished since I’m young, a smile!
- “Thank you principal. Allow me to introduce myself properly, I am Arakawa Kouki. I’ll be in your care for the next 3 years.”
- Perfect! I said that with a light smile. It’s okay, Smile can get one through most things! It’s been working fine all this time, and it’ll surely do too now and then. I looked at her as I thought like that… Whoa, not looking too good, I can tell I just messed things up.
- It’s kinda like that situation when you’re going on a blind date and you tried casually asking a girl for her number, and then she goes likes “eh??”. Both me and the principal froze in silence, observing what how the other would move… After a while, the principal speaks, breaking the silence.
- “Th, That’s right. Kuoki-kun, There’s something I would like to ask you. Do you mind?”
- I’m saved. If I have to endure any longer of that silence, I might just break down and run home crying.
- “What would that be?”
- This is where I should farm points by honestly answering what she wants to know. They say beauties has lots of beauty friends, and not to mention, she’s the principal of the academy I’m going to attend, I need to get good impression.
- “I want to know more about you”
- “Me? Ah, pardon. So what would that be?”
- WHAAAA! I’m just getting started and I already got the beautiful principal saying “I want to know about you”, I’m so shocked I just answered without a thought!! Wait, don’t start making pervy face now, I’m a gentleman. Keep my face straight, my heart is that of a gentleman!
- “You don’t have to if you don’t want to”
- The principal said that with a hasty tone. There’s no way I’d refuse! More like, it’s a blessing for me! “What is it? What about me do you want to know?” I ask that as I try to keep my breath in control. She starts thinking for a moment before she starts asking.
- “You shot a firework off the shore when you were 12, right? What were you trying to do that time?”
- Hmm… 12? I think I did something like that, more importantly, how did she knew about something I barely remember myself? Oh well. Let’s try to remember… Firework, firework… AH!? That! If I remember it correctly, it was that time when that macho was home for once, he showed me a constructible rocket firework that he said he uses at work.
- Since it’s about this macho that usually goes to unexplored areas in Africa, Amazon etc, I was guessing it was probably used to drive away wild animals, I didn’t really took care to what he was saying, but as the conclusion, its problem is that it flew too high it’s too easily spotted… Hearing that, I tried shooting it off the shore and it flew like up to 80m altitude, well figures, anyone would spot it easily like as clear as the day. So I tried asking mom about it, and she said, it’ll probably be better if we increase its speed and reduce its flying altitude. So I randomly drew a sketch of a better profile and its flying illustration, and gave it to her. And voila, 6 months later she made an improved version of that firework.
- The firework my genius mom made, flew at 1200 KM/h at below 2m altitude, and it also automatically avoids obstacles. When I tried shooting it off the shore, it flew like crazy and disappeared into the horizon… Now that I remember it, that night I saw a lot of light from fighter aircrafts and it was quite a sight to see. When I told her that, she nodded and seems impressed. Great, she must be impressed at me, a model son, who would go out of his way to ask mom for help, all for his good-for-nothing father. I must have scored a lot with that!
- “Then, what did you launch from your house yard at 13?”
- Ah, that, I think that was the time when a woman colleague of that macho said she wanted to see how the earth looks like. Well, since I think she probably helped that macho a lot all this time, I tried consulting mom, and had she modified that previous firework rocket.
- Then I installed it into mom’s handmade mini-artificial satellite and launched it off. That time the lady was really excited by how the photos that was sent back from the satellite was so good you can see the tiny details. It sure was worth the effort. Oh and by the way, I launched off a certain something 2 times with that rocket, without mom knowing. Of course what I launched is a secret…
- "Can’t you tell me what you launched besides that satellite?"
- No, I’m not telling! There’s no way I can tell her… I’m not gonna tell you even if you look at me with that watery curious eyes!! I have to avert her interest. Then suddenly, a knock come from the door.
- “Principal, it’s about time for the Entrance Ceremony”
- Just at the perfect timing, a glamorous blonde lady came into the room…
- —Yamamoto Kaori POV
- “Welcome to the State Technology Academy, Arakawa-Kuoki-kun. I’m the principal, Yamamoto Kaori.”
- After I said that, he smirked at me, as if making a fool of me.
- “Thank you principal. Allow me to introduce myself properly, I am Arakawa Kouki. I’ll be in your care for the next 3 years.”
- From his expression, his atmosphere as he said that, I can almost feel that he was saying…
- I know that much. Can’t you even tell? You stupid woman…
- This is bad, I have to break this silence… I desperately thought out of a plan and execute it, which I immediately regret.
- “Th, That’s right. Kuoki-kun, There’s something I would like to ask you. Do you mind?”
- What am I saying. I can’t think clearly right now, I can’t even comprehend what I just said. He asked me to continue, with his eyes clearly not laughing… I said the next words, as if obeying to the devil’s whisper.
- “I want to know more about you”
- I gasped after I said that. What did I just say! I probably just said the most forbidden thing as an educator to this young man. When I look at him, he’s making a stern expression as he gives me his consent.
- Isn’t it better to stop here? Such thought crosses my mind. But it was too late. My curiosity as a scholar has already grown too big for me to stop myself. The demon child… I recalled that he was called like that. If I knew any more than this, there will be no turning back for me, I will become but another part of the dark cape that conceals his true form. But even so, I don’t mind. I want to know the truth.
- “You shot a firework off the shore when you were 12, right? What were you trying to do that time?”
- He answered with a smile. His father was consulting him about the defect of a cruise missile he was using. When he tested the missile, it was far below his standard and far from usable. So then he designed a modification and asked his mother to make it… What was created is a missile that far outdone the existing ones. The JDF put their dignity on the line as they desperately try to intercept the missile, but to him, it was no different from seeing children making ruckus.
- "The light of the fighter aircrafts that day was quite a sight to see."
- That was what he said. He probably said that to appeal his confidence, that no matter how many flies swarm together, there’s just nothing that they could do. As a scholar, I can only nod impressed, to that confidence he had in his own creation. Then I also tried asking about the rocket he launched off when he was 13.
- It seems like the rocket he launched off from his yard was a spy-satellite. A request from his father’s colleague and a spy-satellite, that colleague is probably a member of the UN Information bureau or something… Since that person said you can see tiny details from that satellite, its specification is undoubtedly, far surpasses the existing satellite technologies.
- But he launched it 3 times, when I asked about that, he answered that it was a secret. I can also see that he was slightly flustered. And then I can hear him mumbling, that it's the end for him if anyone were to found out what he launched. Something, that can get someone of his caliber to get flustered, and that the only way to hide it is by launching it off to space… There’s only one thing that come up to my mind…
- “Biological Weapon”
- There’s probably no mistaking it. High infectivity, or highly lethal, probably both, a virus that can’t possibly be managed on earth, he threw it away into space. I almost feel like crying, he created something that that can’t be managed by mankind, without a second thought… Is this something that can be fixed by teaching him moral ethics? That was when an interruption came.
- “Principal, it’s about time for the Entrance Ceremony”
- Roberta Scarlet, his to-be homeroom teacher entered the room.
- —Roberta POV
- As I lead the two, I took a glance to the youth walking beside me. He is a very strange one, most boys would gaze at my chest, but he doesn’t show any sign of doing that. Not only that, it's as if he has no interest in me. This is the first time I got this kind of treatment and I can’t help but feel perplexed. But there’s no way I could ask him “You’re not going to look at my chest?”, so I continue leading the two. The principal said that this boy will be a student of the class I’m in charge of, but I still don’t know what kind of person he is… I was thinking maybe I should get to know him better while I’m at it, but I don’t know what to say to him and before I know it, we already arrived at the destination.
- I took him to his seat, and then I went to my own seat. I wonder, will I be able to be a good teacher for students like him for 1 year to come? I can’t help but to worry…….
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