1)Behold…

1. This dude is “Average”!!

In a land far away, there was a young teenage boy who was average in every single way. He had average looks, average magic, average grades, average manners, average lifestyle, average bedroom, and average everything, named Ryuenji Saito, better known to the public as Heiki-kun. Right now that fore mentioned boy is currently sleeping averagely as his average looking alarm clock glitched and did not ring on the given time, thus, Saito was late.

Sunlight passed through the slits in the curtains and shone brightly on Saito’s eyes.

“Huh, what?” he said lazily and shielded his eyes from the rays. “Sun… what time is it?” he took a short turn towards the small desk on the right side of his bed.

“…” he stared blankly at the time that was before him. He rubbed his eyes once more to clear up his foggy vision.

“8:43” that was what currently displayed on the clock. Saito soon realised what that meant, he is late for the first day at school. Well it’s not like it’s the first time he is late to school. He was always late for elementary and middle school despite all the New Year’s Resolutions he’s made.

“17 minutes left!! I’m gonna be late again!!” with that proclamation, he hurriedly jumped out of his bed. “Woah!” however, being still entangled in his sheet, he crashed faced down of the floor of his room, “oomf!”

With the loud sounds of the floor thrashing and stuffs crashing, it was only a matter of time. “Looks like Saito’s up,” a middle aged man with spectacles said as he casually drank coffee while reading the morning newspaper. This man was of course Ryuenji Kenta, not Saito’s dad, his uncle, and a world renowned journalist.

“Well, Heiki-chan is going to be late again, so I guess I’ll leave before him,” a young teenage girl said as she fitted her shoes at the door. “….” She paused and stared at the Kenta, “now that is what I call being conceited with vanity father,” what she was implying was that Kenta was reading his own article feeling proud of himself.

“Now, now, Harumi, be nice,” he paused for a while and straightened his glasses, “to the newspaper that is,” he said with a smile to his pouting daughter by the door. He then looked up at the ceiling, “I feel very sorry for my brother,” feeling sympathetic with his older brother who was the father of Saito, he lowered his head and offered a small word of prayer.

“Kenta-niisan, now you are being rude,” a young woman in her early twenties said from the kitchen, “to Shoma-niisan, “she said with a smile, “he didn’t have that much trouble.” The young woman was helping Kenta’s wife wash dishes in the kitchen.

“Did you know how much income I got from the article I wrote about Shoma-niisan going to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to give Saito a middle name?! I got this house and still got plenty of leftovers,” He jumped up and his glasses shone, “yes, I agree with you Ryouta, our brother raised a child that would soon be famous for his averageness! I can see his potential!”

While Kenta was still shouting enthusiastically, Ryouta gloomed and turned to Kenta’s wife, “I’m so sorry you had to marry into this family,” she said apologetically and bowed her head. Her reply was nothing more than a gentle laugh and a warm smile. ‘Don’t do that, if you do, I will feel even sorrier for you,’ she thought as she looked at her sister-in-law.

This is what currently makes up this house; Saito, the average, Kenta, a journalist, Harumi, a silent mage, Ryouta, a model and a free-loader, and Shigumi, a very very quiet housewife (I kinda understand why Harumi’s a silent mage).

“Oomf!” the sound of crashing could be heard even louder, “aaaaah!” and so is the sound of screaming. Everybody reflexively turned their heads towards the stairs. “Ouch! Ribs! Elbow! Knee! Cheek! Guts!” Saito came crashing down the stairs with his uniform on (more or less if you count the pants hanging down) and screaming the part of his body that got hit with every step, “… hou…”

As Saito finally landed at the base of the staircase, he was met with an unfortunate accident. Everybody in the house grimaced.

“-help,” Saito could barely talk as he asked for help.

“Hey Harumi would you…”

“BPFFF!”

“....” before Kenta could finish his sentence, Harumi had quickly dashed out of the house while slamming the door behind her. Kenta quickly looked at Ryouta, “Ryouta could you…”

“FWOOSH!”

“… get. the. ice. pack….” Once again, he could not finish his sentence has Ryouta had dashed away from the kitchen leaving only Kenta and Shigumi. Kenta was on the verge of tears “why?”

“Ryuenji Saito…”

“Yes.. that… is… my name…”

“I cannot believe that you are late for the first day ever… of school?” a bespectacled female teacher said while escorting Saito towards the assembly hall (or rather the gymnasium/auditorium). “Say, what happened? You are actually the last student to arrive, I thought you were average, not horrible?” she asked.

“My alarm clock broke,” he replied in agony.

“And why do you have the look on you face as if you had the wind knocked right out of you?”

“You do not want to know,”

“Oh my, I should not have asked,” the teacher quickly turned her head around when she realised what has been causing him trouble.

The following moments were filled with awkward silence as none of them decided to say anything.

“Well, here we are,” the teacher clapped her hand and smiled, “freshman students are on the far end of the hall,”

‘Seriously!’ Saito thought out, ‘more walking!?’ “So what about you?” he asked.

“Well, as for me, I should hurry up to the teachers’ area, so I hope you will endure for a while,” she smiled and then walked all the way to where the teachers where sitting.

“Okay!” Saito filled himself with determination and painfully walked all the way to the freshman area. ‘The embarrassment is as much as the pain!’ he shouted in his head as his eyes became wet.

“Oh, Heiki!!” a shout from the freshman are made the entire crowd go silent, and even those who were giving a talk at the podium paused and looked at the person shouting. “Heiki! Over here!! I can’t believe we actually got to the same high school!”

‘Oh boy, can this day get any worse’ Saito grimaced at the person shouting his nickname and unintentionally raised a flag in his head. The person calling him in question was waving her hand as she smiled and gestured for him towards her. It was a young girl around Saito’s age with white hair and yellow eyes, the symbol of her family. It was his childhood friend Mononosuke Yuuka. ‘Out of all the people… but at least I have someone I know,’

“You! Who do you think you are interrupting my speech like that!?” a loud angry voice shouted from the podium and the microphone expanded her shout to which everybody covered their ears.

“Say what now?” Saito was confused and turned towards the stage.

“I asked you who you are, now answer me peasant!” the one shouting from the stage was a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes currently fuming with rage.

‘What is she, a character from some cliché harem anime?’ Saito thought… yet once again raised a flag.

Unbeknownst to him, Yuuka had reached him instead.

“What the!?” Saito shrieked in surprise as Yuuka jumped and hugged him from behind.

“I’m Mononosuke Yuuka and behold my best friend here, Ryuenji Heiki and we are not afraid of you!” she boldly declared at the blonde girl.

‘This is why you got into this school despite being from the Mononosuke family,’

The person in question was shocked at the utter announcement and was on the edge of blowing her top. “How dare you! First you interrupt my speech of welcome to your school and now you wish to confront me?”

‘Wait she said our school? Does that mean she is not from here?’

“You will regret your insolence for challenging me, the student council president of the Tokyo Royal Magi Academy!” she shouted as she prepared her magic right on the spot.

‘Tokyo Royal Magi... that’s the school that governs all the small time school like ours,’

“So what, that doesn’t mean I get to pause my reunion because of some dumb speech,”

‘Stop it Yuuka, we are going to die!’ unable to talk because of the still excruciating agony he was still in, all he could do was talk loudly in his head.

“Y-y-you!! I don’t care if you’re a Mononosuke but I will not tolerate this impudent behaviour, and furthermore, you,” she glared at Saito, “you think you are so cool because you are famous for being average that you could just stand still and watch this go on!”

‘No that’s not it,’ holding back his pain he accidentally puffed his cheek due to lack of air.

“What!? Now you mock me!?” she shouted

“Yeah, that’s it Heiki!”

‘Whose fault do you think it is that I can’t breathe?’

“I challenge you to a duel you average fool!” she proclaimed.

“Oooh!” everybody was surprised.

“Oh boy,” the teacher that led Saito to the hall buried her head in her palms.

‘Wait, this is such a cliché development… but I have no hidden powers what so ever, I’m gonna die!’

“He accepts!” Yuuko shouted.

“KUUUU!” ‘Oi oi, what do you think you’re doing without my consent?’ out of surprise, Saito quickly spat out the air in his cheek.

“Why you!? You are dead!”

Saito tried to rebuke but, “AH!” the only thing that came out was a course gasp and the pain of releasing the gasp kicked in.

“You dare mock me with that dishonourable gasp of yours...” the Royal Magi Academy’s president paused for a while and stared at her opponent, “and why are you holding your front like that you average p-p-pervert!!” turned red not only out of anger and suddenly released her magic.

“AH!”

2. This chick is gonna kill him.

In every cliché plotted harem anime and light novel, there is that severely overpowered main character and that student council president who would challenge the main character to a duel to protect her pride and then fell in love with the main character because of his awesomely overpowered strength.

Apparently... this is not a harem light novel... so pretty much, the main character is doomed.

“Die pervert!!” the blonde upperclassman shouted as she unleased a fury of fire magic directed at Heiki... -ahem- I mean Saito as he stood there still clutching his front and with his eyes lifeless and mouth agasp.

“What did we do!?” shouts of complaints were fired at the girl by the students that were blown away by the magic blast.

“Oh goodness,” the teacher that led Saito was holding her hand to mouth to hide her surprised gasp.

‘I am gonna die! There is no way I can take that attack head on!’ Saito screamed in his head, ‘somebody stop this ridiculous fight!’

“Don’t worry Heiki-chan, I will help you fight!” Yuuko said to Saito with determination.

‘No, I want to stop this stupid misunderstanding that you started,’

“In the name of the eleven kings of the wild, bestow upon me your blessing of nature and refute these flames that surround me, FIRE BARRIER OF THE WOLF KING!” Yuuko suddenly chanted an anti-fire barrier magic.

“FSSSSSHHH!!!” the barrier managed to deflect the blast, yup, you guessed it.

“What did we do this time!?” more shouts of complaints were given off but this time was aimed at Yuuko.

“Woah!” “Are you kidding me!?” “...” the teachers managed to duck and evade, some staff were not so lucky and managed to each get an afro, while some students just nonchalantly walked out of the blast path.

“Eh?” at first the blonde seitokaichou was confused, but the she realised. “KYAAAAH!” out of surprise from the ‘surprise counterattack’, she screamed out as her attack was redirected at her.

Everybody was silent. If not for the fact that the dumbest student just redirected an attack from one of the strongest people from the Royal Magi, Saito would have been dead... oh who am I kidding he would still be dead.

“Oh!” suddenly people were gasping out in surprise, but not beacause of the miraculous defence, but for something a little more blatant, and when the narrator says blatant, the narrator never exaggerates.

“Y-y-y-you,” she was at the verge of tears, “you and your wolf friend here are going to pay! Your actions have caused me enough embarrassment and now it will cost you your lives!” she created thousands swords made out of solid fire as she stood there covering herself with a reddened face covered not only with anger.

‘Uh oh,’ Saito thought as he panicked and tried to shout out his apologies but that only made the pain worse. ‘Hold back the pain, it will cause more misunderstandings if you let yourself be seen in pain,’ he steeled himself.

“You look like you’re in pain Heiki-chan,” Yuuko as always could not read the atmosphere nor the fact that there were hundreds of magically conjured swords aiming at them, “is the fact that Luciele’s exposed figure is causing you pain that you’re holding  back in order to maintain your honour?”

There was no need to explain what that counterattack did, we have all watched and/or read that one anime/manga/light novel.

‘You knew this person and yet you got her angry!? Are you trying to get me killed!?’ he turned to Yuuko in anger but that was just going to make things worse.

“Oh, I see, there is no need to get embarrassed about it, it’s only natural,” as soon as Yuuko said those words to describe Saito’s anger covered face, everybody in the room turned their eyes towards him. Everybody was looking at him with looks of disgust except for one person, and that person was about to blow her top... not that her top isn’t already blown, lol.

“Die pervert!!” the blonde seitokaichou, Luciele, conjured up a large ball of fire that was shifting in form till it became somewhat an uncontrollable dragon whose skin was made of fire, and also breathes fire, which is ironic.

“Hot!” “Turn on the sprinklers!” “What did we do!?” the intense flames and heat of the conjured dragon burned the facility that everybody was starting to evacuate.

‘You’ve already said that line once,’ Saito then looked at the teacher that lead him in.

“Shame on you Saito,” is what the teacher was trying to say with her saddened face.

“Come on Heiki-chan, let’s go,” Yuuko suddenly said and grabbed him by the collar.

‘Wait what?’

“Ancestors that prey upon the mana that set foot inside the hearts of their prey, I ask thee to give me strength,” as Yuuko chanted those, her yellow eyes then soon glowed and an intimidating aura could be felt from her. “WOLF’S RUSH!!”

“Huh!” the first word to come out of Saito’s mouth this chapter part was said and a strong pressure of wind could be felt all around him.

“FWOOOSH!!” Yuuko then ran at incredible speed making wind run wild in every direction blowing away some students.

“WHAT DID WE DO!?”

“GYAK!” due to Yuuko running at high speed while grabbing Saito’s collar, he couldn’t help but gag as his collar suffocated him. ‘Let me go Yuuko, I’m gonna suffocate!’

“I won’t let you get away with this!” Luciele roared in wrath and released the dragon from her hands.

‘Don’t let me go Yuuko, I’m gonna be barbequed!’

Running through the halls, Yuuko carefully dodged all the obstacles in front of her; trashcans, chairs, fire extinguishers, lockers, and water fountains while skilfully not letting the flame touch her.

Well that only goes for her, not Saito.

“GYAK! HUI! HOU! ACK! AI! HOO!” it was chaos behind her. Saito was trashed, chaired, extinguished, locked, fountained, and roasted, but in reality he only crashed and got scorched a bit.

“Heiki, you’re on fire!”

Ok, he was not scorched a bit.

“Hot! Hot! Hot!” Saito finally managed to get words out of his mouth, but he could have phrased it better because,

“N-n-n-now you’ve done it! F-f-f-flattery won’t save your life!” Luciele shouted and increased the mana output.

Looking for a way out of this, Saito quickly paced his eyes surveying their surroundings, “Yuuko, window!” he shouted as he pointed to a window straight from a curve.

“Hold on tight,” she said with a smile.

‘Nope, this is not something to be happy about,’

Yuuko sped faster and took the curve and the fire followed suit, but as she turned the corner, she stepped on the adjacent classroom and propelled herself towards the window evading the fire.

“PSSSSHHHH!!!!” “FWOOOSH!!” the glass windows cracked and opened a two story drop towards the ground as the flames overtook by a hairs breadth.

“-phew, and we have landed people,” Yuuko said as her feet touched down on the ground of the school grounds imitating a pilot after landing a plane.

“-phew, finally we are safe,” Saito said as Yuuko released her grip and he straightened himself, ‘well at least the pain went a way, so I guess that wasn’t all ba-‘ “FWOOSH!”

Before he could finish his mental statement, a sudden gale of wind passed through his face and his eyes instantly played the surrounding in slow motion. His face turned pale as an object came closer and closer towards his face with a powerful momentum. He froze in panic as a devastating kick was steadily reaching him.

“Eh?”

“BOOOOOOM!!!” sparks ignited and was accompanied with an explosion similar to that of a bomb, the kick landed on Saito’s face as he was hit with an impact akin to that of a bazooka.

“WOOOOAAAAHH! Hou, Ai, Hii, Ouchie!” Saito was sent flying as he treaded across the ground like a stone skipping on water. “BPFKKKK! CRAAAACK! CREEEEK!” Saito crashed into the wall of a building straight ahead and the power of the crash left a huge dent and numerous cracks on the concrete wall and a shaken young boy in the centre.

“Heiki-chan!” Yuuko shouted out of surprise sensing the huge mana flux.

Bruised and battered, Saito stared directly at the direction of the kick to see his assailant, whose tattered uniform danced in the wind along with her golden hair with her face completely dyed in rage that it would seem that she would release steam from her ears, but because she was a fire mage, it would have not been an overstatement to say that even fire could have been released.

“You saw it didn’t you?” she asked Saito.

“Huh?” he replied by tilting his head in question.

“Don’t play dumb, I know you used magic just now when I kicked you,” her voice was low yet had a surge of intimidation.

“Say what now?” he paused for a while and then thought, ‘oh she must have meant the time surge, but how did she know?’

“I saw your eyes flicker with mana the moment my kick was about to land, so you don’t have any excuses,”

‘Well, that answered my question- wait, I still don’t get why you are overreacting and are even angrier than before?’

“Even your magic is perverted, I have no reason to no kill you right now,” she declared and took a stance.

“What did Heiki-chan do? You never resorted to hand to hand combat unless it’s a special circumstance,” Yuuko inquired of Luciele.

“As much as it shames me to say it, but since it’s you, well,” she looked away bashfully, “he used optical enhancement magic to take a good look at me when I kicked him,”

“Eh?” Yuuko was shocked but then took a good look at Luciele and found out where their conversation was going, “EH!?”

‘I had no idea what happened nor what is going on, but I get a bad feeling,’

“Heiki-chan, how dare you do something like this!?” Yuuko screamed at him.

“EEEEEH!? Yuuko, why are you suddenly angry at me for?”

“Shame on you Saito, using magic for illicit means,”

“EEEEEH!? Even you teacher!?”

Two other female students that had uniforms similar to the one that Luciele wore came out with complex expressions both weaving magic with killing intent aimed at Saito.

“EEEEEH!?” Even…wait, do I know those two?”

“KYAAAAAH!” Luciele sprang forth with her body clad heavily in mana along with Yuuko, going in for the kill, while the teacher that lead Saito and the two students from Royal Magi launched spells that could decimate an army straight at him as well.

“KYAAAAAA! SOMEBODY SAVE ME!!” Saito let out a very loud girlish scream as he was faced with sudden doom.

“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!”

3. The clichéd turn of events.

 “Huh, where am I?” Saito’s vision was hazy, as he tried blinking and rubbing his eyes while trying to sit up he could feel a soft and warm sensation enveloping him. He looked around and saw unaccustomed white sheets draped around him. The unfamiliar scent reached his nose as he took a deep breath.

“What the heck happened?” he said in a low voice.

“Oh you’re awake,” a voice came from his side and he turned to it, the curtains opened and there stood a woman in a long white coat over an orange turtleneck and grey denim jeans holding a wooden clipboard.

“I expected the school nurse to wear glasses and have braided hair,” Saito said to the woman.

“This coming from the guy who used magic to sneak a peek at his opponents’ skirt, I expected you to be ruder,” the nurse smiled bitterly and responded in kind.

“Hehe,” Saito laughed sheepishly as he scratched his head in defeat. ‘My reputation precedes me,’

The infirmary, the place where the hands of time always seem to kick off, the home of random romance and drama, and the start of a pathway towards self-improvement... well, maybe in shounen light novels, that would have been the case. What did you think was happening?

‘Wait a minute,’ then it suddenly hit him, “What happened, am I dead, is the opening ceremony over, how long was I out, what about school!?” he suddenly released a barrage of questions upon awareness.

“Don’t rush it, you’ll get hurt, your injuries haven’t he...” before she could finish her statement, she paused and looked at Saito, “give me your head for a second,” she boldly declared.

“No way, there is absolutely no way I am letting you my head for…”

“Fine then I’ll just have to look at your arm then,” without letting him finish, the nurse quickly grabbed his arm and undid the bandages, “……” she fell silent.

Saito stared at the grim look on the nurse’s face and he too soon began to feel despair, “what’s wrong, please don’t tell me…”

“hmmmm…”

“hmmmm…”

“Well would you look at that, your arm is perfectly fine,” she said to him with a large smile on her face.

“Seriously! All that drama for “you’re perfectly fine” cliché! Why?” Saito was at the verge of tears from the experience he just had.

“Well, it’s good that you’re all healed up, after all, most of the attacks you received were magic so I guess you don’t have to worry about broken bones,” the nurse straightforwardly said, “and don’t worry, school is over...”

“hmmm, What’s with the awkward pause!?”

“...thanks to you that is,” she continued with a sweet tone.

‘Okay, now that is just too cruel,’ he thought, “to cancel the first day of school all for some minor misunderstandings,” he said in a low tone while pouting.

“Well, you also did get on the headmistress’ nerves, she said something along the line of “that ungrateful brat, for all the trouble I went through for me he went off and made that much damage to my school” and she sounded very pissed off,”

“I don’t even know the headmistress!”

“Really... she escorted you to the assembly hall,”

“AH!” realization struck him in the face as his face made an “O” shape with his mouth.

“On top of that, you angered the student council president from the Royal Magi and then you reflected your attack straight on the chairman and his board from the Royal Magi as well, which leaves an even worse reputation on Equos than before. Oh, and the headmistress had to take responsibility for everything, or rather, she feels responsible.”

Harsh words couldn’t be harsher.

“Eh?”

Without a moments delay, Saito quickly stuck himself towards the corner of the infirmary with a downcast expression swimming not only in tears but in a sea of misery.

“I’m such an idiot, I should have never come to school, I should have never left home, I should have never been born,”

“eeeeeh?” with an even more strained tone, the nurse could only stand by and watch as Saito drowned himself in sorrowful self-insulting phrases.

Becoming more and more irritated, she suddenly kicks Saito’s head into the corner of the room, denting the wall in the process. Jumping out from the impact, Saito shooed her foot away from him as he held his head from the pain, “why the heck did you kick me out of nowhere!?”

“Would you shut up and quit your whining,” she had a cold and serious expression, “look, if you intend on keeping this misunderstanding as it is then just go jump off a cliff for all I care, but if you want to do something about it, you are gonna have to go to great lengths to accomplish that task, and I will patch you up every time until it is cleared. Do you hear me!?”

Such motivational, yet cruel, speech brought tears to Saito’s eyes (not that they stopped from his corner time) and not because he was moved to tears, it was because the words hurts and no matter how much he tries to deny it, they were true.

“Yes,”

“I can’t hear you!”

“Yes!”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, I will clear up this misunderstanding even if it costs me my life!”

“That’s too much!” she shouted in response to his answer, “but I guess you have the determination to do so at least,” she paused and grabbed something from her desk, “now, for your first step, I want you to deliver these papers to the headmistress,” she said handing him the large bundle of paper.

“Yes!” and with those words filled with determination, Saito set out on a journey to reclaim his honour.

***

“No matter how I look at this, I am running an errand,” not hiding his dissatisfaction from this cruel treatment, Saito let out a heavy sigh. ‘Just how the heck did I get lost in the first place? It’s only two stories tall and not that big of a building.’

Lost both in direction and thought, Saito carried the forms he was given by the school nurse while struggling to find the headmistress’s office. As his consciousness was drifting off, a door suddenly flung open right in front of him and smashing him in the face sending the forms flying everywhere.

“Okay, I’ll be leav… did you hear something?” a voice came from the other side of the open door. Slowly closing the door to peek at what was behind it a girl in glasses with dark purple hair cut short just below her shoulders stood with her eyes wide open in panic, “oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” she immediately grovelled on the floor bowing furiously (lol, dogeza scene).

“It’s okay, I wasn’t paying attention towards the surrounding,” lying on his bottom while rubbing his forehead Saito assured the girl.

Seeing the papers that were lay around aimlessly, she quickly tried to help, “I’m so sorry, here, let me help you,”

“No it’s okay, I can handle it by myself,” Saito tried to shoo away the girl politely.

“PLONK!” “OUCH!” “OWIES!”

Their picking up paper ended in an even more chaotic disaster as the kept bumping their heads when trying to grab the same paper and when slipping on a form. ‘What the heck is wrong with this girl!!’

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“Well thanks for the help, I’m Saito, Ryuenji Saito, class 1-E” after about five minutes of trials and tribulations, they finally managed to gather the heath forms. Saito with the forms under on arm while giving out the other for greeting did a small self-introduction.

“Oh, a freshman, I see,” with a smile the girl responded in kind, “I’m Reiko, Yuta Reiko, class 2-B and the secretary of the student council.”

“Oh, Rei-chan, you’re still here?” a small voice came out from the door as it flung open.

“Hikari sempai, yeah, well, I’m just helping out this freshman then I’m off,” she said to the voice from the door.

“Oh, is that so, maybe I can he- geh!” a head popped out of the door and when it turned towards Saito, the person froze.

‘Oi, oi! What the heck is with that “GEH!” and why does this girl look familiar!?’

“AH! The pervert!” she suddenly shouted out loudly, “stand back Rei-chan, I will protect you!” the girl was of average height with long black hair that extended down to her ankle with a black choker on her neck.

“Who do you think you’re accusing of being a pervert you goth-lolita!” Saito sprung out and pointed at the girl.

“You wanna fight?” she said provokingly Saito. Seeing this, Reiko hurriedly jumped and hid behind Hikari.

“I would if I had the time but I need to see the headmistress,” he replied firmly.

Hikari’s face cramped up from his reply, “first the Royal Magi’s president, then my secretary and now you wanna get a one up on the headmistress!?”

Giving a sour expression from Hikari’s outrageous words his face twitched with irritation, ‘if this is what the president thinks of me, I would not want to see what the headmistress thinks of me.’

“What is going on here!” a familiar voice rung out and someone came out of the room again. It was the headmistress. Now that I had a proper look at her, she looked at least to be in her late twenty wearing a long black plaited skirt that reached her just above her ankle with a white shirt with a black coat over it. Her oval rimmed glasses were partly hidden with her curled bangs and as she opened her mouth wide as soon as she saw Saito. “Oh,”

“Haruka-sama, this boy was trying to get a one up on you,” breaking the awkward silence Hikari quickly told the headmistress her thought on the situation.

The headmistress quickly shot a deadly glare at Saito.

“Woah, woah, woah, it’s not what it seems, I’m only here to deliver these form from the nurse,” Saito swiftly strike down the thought of him doing something and showed the forms he got from the nurse.

“Ah, Keiko-san,I do remember asking her for it,” her glared settled down and she moved away from the door to receive the papers, “well at least you made good use of your injuries, now..”

“Ah, of course,” as Saito moved forward to deliver the forms, suddenly the world began to move in slow motion. ‘Eh what’s going on? Why did the world suddenly start to rotate, and why do I feel as if I’m walking on air?’

His worries were not one sided, everybody froze at the scene getting more and more unspeakable. The one in most shock was Reiko as a flashback played in her head.

As Reiko was scared at the sudden change in atmosphere, she quickly jumped to hide behind Hikari dropping a number of papers in the process.

‘Oh no!’ she grimaced at the scene before her.

‘Oh no!’ Hikari’s eyes were wide open at the scene.

“Eh?” dumbfounded the headmistress suddenly lost her strength and turned red, couldn’t cope with the situation anymore and screamed, “KYAAAAAAAH!”

“Who turned off the lights?” Saito asked with his voice lightly muffled.

“HARUKA-SAMA!!!!!!”

“BAAAAAAM!!!”

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“Absolutely the worst day ever!” Saito walked skimpily down the hall with even more bandages that when he first came out of the infirmary. He dropped on his knees and shouted with all his strength, “WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME!?”

“Oh, you must be Saito,”

“Huh?” he turned to look at the source of the voice and found one of the school’s janitors.

“Yeah, your aunt called while you were in the infirmary and asked you if you could pick up her bag, she left it at her workplace,” the janitor informed.

“What!? And how did you know I was Saito?” puzzled, Saito asked.

“Well, who do you think cleaned up the mess you made outside and brought you to the nurse’s office? It certainly wasn’t the Royal Magi’s President,” the janitor joked.

“Oh, I’m sorry, and thanks again,” he bowed to the janitor and took his leave.

“Good luck to you Saito,” the janitor said as he saw him off.

“I don’t need luck, but thanks anyways,” Saito assured him while raising a flag.

“-sigh,” the janitor gave a heavy sigh and then said in a low voice, “you shouldn’t have said that,”

ONE (and some) HOUR LATER

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”

“WOOF WOOOF WOOOF!!”

“Why does this keep happening to me!?” chased by a pack of dogs, Saito ran full speed ahead while clinging on to Ryouta’s bag, “if I make it back, I’m never going to grab your stuffs late at night again!”

His school uniform once again in tatters while one small puppy has attached it’s fangs onto the back of his pants, Saito ran through alleys, streets and peoples trying to shake of the dogs.

“How the heck are you only chasing me and not trying to bite anybody else!” his question was a reasonable one. Every time he passes through a crowd, people would make way in astonishment while none of the dogs chasing him would dare to change their target. This only goes to show that how much bad luck this MC has. “Author-san, save me!” oh and there’s my cue.

Noticing something heavy in his aunt’s bag, he decides to take a little peek at it while on the run.

“GEH! Why does she have a steak in her bag!? Is she trying to get me killed,” inside the bag was a finely cut and tasty looking steak. With all his might, he threw the steak towards a park nearby.

“WOOF!” smelling the scent of the flying steak, the dogs all lunged for it. The steak flew over a hedge and seeing this, the eyes of the dogs all shined. The dog in the very front did a forward summersault over the hedge and the rest followed suit, some back flipped, other front flipped, and those who free-styled.

‘Wow, I can’t believe that worked,’ being busy looking at the marvellous scene of dogs preforming gymnastics and a puppy doing ballet, he couldn’t see where he was going.

“Woah!” Saito shouted as he suddenly crashing into a man in a coat.

“Oh, sorry about that, I wasn’t looking where I was going,” he apologized sincerely and lowered his head.

“It’s ok,” the man said to him, “I wasn’t exactly looking either,”

“Hahaha, is that so?” he laughed while scratching his head, and as he lowered his hand he notice something. “Uh oh! I’m gonna be dead! Nice meeting ya cosplay dude,” and with that he ran again. ‘That was a strange guy, well at least he is nice,’

Finally at home

“Oh Heiki-chan, you’re back, did you bring my bag with you?” sitting nonchalantly on the couch in the living room was Ryouta who poked her head out to ask for her bag.

“FWOOOSH!” “BAM!”

Feeling her bag on her face, she smiled, “thank you,”

“AAAARRRRGGGHH!!” with a groan like a zombie, Saito gave up.

4. The end of the prologue revealed

In every anime, manga, and light novel, there is that part of the story that is considered as fillers. Some are somewhat useful for plot development, some explain how certain things go on a course and eventually effect the main story line, and the last but not least, is the infamous Bonus Fillers, also known as bonus chapters, that short random clips at the end of each episode, a holiday special that diverges from the main plot, and most importantly, fan service.

Granted one person had the power to change the course of events, they will do just that till see fit, and abusing the power they have for the sake of either themselves or their audiences.

However, there are those cliff hangers that don’t get to be continued until like two to three chapters later. This is one of them, and this one takes the tone of cliff hanger to a literal sense as gunshots rang amuck inside a floor of a construction site, footsteps and breathes that had no particular rhythm filled the gaps of noise left by the gunshots.

The smell of gunpowder was not the only thing that was concentrated in the area, there was also a deep amount of mana gathering.

A man ran as fast as he could and avoiding both bullets and magic, while repelling those which he could not dodge, yet some magic and bullets managed to graze him but he get by enough to protect his vitals.

“Get him, we must not let him escape at all cost!” a strong female voice shouted out in English towards the pursuers.

The man stood still as his pathway was blocked and could not ascend a floor. Two people stood in front of him at the top stairway while another stood behind him at the bottom of the stairway.

“Come on out, Dark Silver!” “Emanate forth, Shouro!” “I summon thee, Lucaria!” all three of them shouted out and three D’jinns appear next to them, and as they did, the magic power of the three skyrocketed. A black hawk glowing with silver, a crow with a scroll in its mouth, and a black fox with a flame on its forehead, respectively, they all roared intimidatetively.

“Will it kill them to not hire high order Majins?” the man spat out his complaint, “well, just my luck, I get to deal with the MIB.”

“Hey,” a sudden complaint was thrown out of nowhere.

“You have nowhere to run now contractor, now hand over the D’jinn contract and we will spare you,” a man in a cloak wearing a large hat said as a crow rested on his shoulder.

“You guys don’t have to do this, it’s just a D’jinn contract, there is nothing to get hyper about it,” the man said with sweat pouring down his temple.

An artery popped on the forehead of the man with the crow on his shoulder, “don’t think I am stupid, everybody knows that contracts differ depending on their colour representing the order they come from and that contract is has a colour that has never been seen before,” he narrowed his eyes at the package the contractor was holding, “a contract darker than darkness itself,”

“What makes you so sure that this contract isn’t for the lowest order?”

“No excuses, Shouro, call out the big guns,”

“You say big guns, but it is not in the slightest a gun, in fact it is just a stick,”

“Shut up,”

“Summoning the big guns now,” the crow then loosened the scroll in its beak and let it roll down which released a light as rune like inscriptions covered the page of the scroll.

“FLING!” from the scroll emerged a staff with strange engravings and an ominous aura flowing from it.

As the man in the robe grabbed the staff out of the scroll the other two began also followed suit and released their weapons, all with immense power seeping through it, and all doing unique poses and cool lines.

“Now let me show you the power of…” before he could finish his sentence he realised something, “hey, where did he go?” they have lost sight of the contractor because of their eight grade syndrome.

“AH! He went over!” the one at the bottom, a girl wearing a suit and a scarf shouted pointing ahead as the fox on her shoulder opened its mouth is awe.

“What!” the other two were surprised but it seems as if the contractor managed to jump on top of them while they were doing their sleek transformations.

“Quickly catch him, he must not escape!” the robed man said.

“Obviously,” the other man, a short and well-built teenage boy with leather clothing and a feather hanging by his hair stated in a flat tone as they all broke out in pursuit.

“BOOOM! FWOOOOSH! BAAAAMMMM! BZZZZZTTTTTT!” numerous barrages of magic were being launched at the contractor.

“Stand still will ya!” “I won’t let you get away!” “Woah woah! Friendly fire, friendly fire!” “KYAAAAA!” the pursuers were a mess.

At long last, they finally reached the top, and with nowhere else to run, he was cornered. Magi and Majins poured in one by one all with a smug look on their faces as if they just accomplished something worthy for world record.

“End of the line contractor,” the strong female voice from earlier said as the crowd made way. In the middle of the open space, a woman in a business attire casually walked as the clicking of her high heels broke the silence. “You have two choices right now,” she said in a calm voice as she stopped and held her hip, “you either give us the contract and walk out of here alive, or we kill you then pry it out of your lifeless hands.”

“Heh,” the contractor spat out a small laugh.

The woman’s face turned sour, “what’s so funny?”

“The D’jinn King favours no one, and to make it simple, it is all for the good of equality that this is given to the right person, or destruction may befell upon humanity,” he stated while still smiling. His figure lighted up from the bright night light of the city, he looked intimidating as his coat fluttered in the wind while he held the brim of his hat, one would say he looked like those detectives in the movies or out of a manga, but his presence says otherwise.

“Hmmm, that just makes us want the contract more, now hand it over, or we will use force,”

“Everybody has an equal opportunity in magic,” he muttered in a low voice.

“What?” the woman wanted to know why he said those words.

“Even beings like us have magic, but there is no way we would let humans see that magic, so I thought about it, what if you didn’t see it?” the contractor was smiling even more with eyes holding a pressuring atmosphere.

“Enough of this, get him,” on the woman’s command the numerous magi and majins all leaped forward to attack him.

“Plot convenience is always convenient,”

‘Wait, what is he planning? Oh no, the magic!’ the woman thought, “everybody stop,”

“B’ bye,” the contractor made a simple wave as  he stood on the ledge of the building.

“Don’t you dare end this with a cliff hanger you, you, you... you something! You are surrounded!” she shouted of but to no avail.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a strong surge of magical energy started to gather.

“Oh… You have to be kidding me,” the robed majin noticed this disturbance, and immediately glanced down at the floor below them and the city under them. ‘This construction site was at the top of a cliff overlooking the city!’

 “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!”

The magic activated and simultaneously combusted, blowing up dozens of floors beneath them and the shockwave from the blast boosted away the contractor even further.

Struggling to catch a proper footing as the construction site came crumbling down in pieces, the robed majin stole a glance at the contractor and couldn’t believe his eyes, ‘what the heck are those contractors, he’s been playing with us this whole time!?’

The contractor in question was floating up in mid-air as he had a large smile on his face. To the untrained civilian, he would look as if he was using wind magic to keep afloat but the majins could see properly see what really was happening. He was flying with large black feathered wings that extended to almost several times his own height.

“Well I had fun playing tag and all, but I really must go back to work,” he said with a smile and turned around. With a single flap of his wings the already blown to bits building had its debris scattered by the sheer brute force of the wing.

‘That guy, he was really playing with us! I will get my revenge on the contracted majin, this I swear!’ the robed majin swore inside his heart.

In the night sky the contractor was actually confused on how to carry out his work, “I know they told me to find someone who would be able to stabilize the balance and make other people lose interest in the black contracts, but where am I supposed to find someone like that?”

Lost in thought, he descended into a dark alley, and the residing bums living there weren’t surprised in the slightest to see a mysterious guy suddenly descend with magic, it’s like what happens in every dark alley nowadays.

“Well now, looks like we’re going to get free television soon eh,” one bum said.

“True, true, if we live long enough that is,” another replied.

Everybody knows what’s going to happen, even the most uneducated people of the most uncivilized country. It was the magi cup. Every time this happens, countries would try their hardest to procure as much majins as possible before the time comes, and that means going at each other’s neck for the sake of having the strongest contract.

As the contractor stepped out of the alley he was suddenly bumped into by a young boy whose uniform was all in tatters with bruises and bandages. He was worried at first but the young boy didn’t seem troubled with his injuries at all.

“Oh, sorry about that, I wasn’t looking where I was going,” the boy apologized sincerely and lowered his head. His tone was somewhat meek and carefree. He looked somewhat... average.

“It’s ok,” he said to the boy, “I wasn’t exactly looking either,”

“Hahaha, is that so?” the boy laughed while scratching his head, and as he lowered his hand he notice something. “Uh oh! I’m gonna be dead! Nice meeting ya cosplay dude,” and with that abrupt farewell they parted ways.

“What a strange kid, you don’t find normal people like him nowadays,” as the contractor was about to continue, he felt something move in his arms. “What’s this!?”

The contract that was inside a mail package suddenly started pulsing.

The contractor saw this development and smiled, “I might just get to go on vacation earlier than I thought, and I just might get a raise,”