Homeroom
Chabashira smiled at her class.
"Well, that will all for today Class 2-A."
The students looked smug as Suzuki sighed, as his mind was at ease.
'We did it. We made it to Class A.'
However, his face then became tense.
'It's time. Turn learnt he truth.'
He turned to Kiyomi.
"Kiyomi. About your past."
Kiyomi nodded.
"Let's go somewhere more private."
Suzuki nodded as they left.
—————————————————————————————————————
Kiyomi's Dorm Room
Suzuki sat down as Kiyomi sat next to him.
"Are you really sure you want to know?"
Suzuki nodded as Kiyomi handed him a bucket.
"What the?"
"Trust me you'll probably need it."
'Well that can't be a good sign.'
Kiyomi sighs.
"My father is a politician and his goal is pretty simple. To create an education system that can consistently create excellent people."
"Excellent people?"
"We're brought to a facility. We're trained from the moment we're able to comprehend learning. There is no reward for success. Only punishments for failure."
"What? That's..."
'That's child abuse. And she wasn't the only one?'
Suzuki already felt sick to his stomach, but Kiyomi continued.
"My generation was the fourth and was the most difficult one."
'Why would a father even comprehend allowing this to their own child?'
"We were trained physically and mentally. I'm confident that White Room students are the most academically capable people in the world."
'The entire world?'
"But emotionally speaking, most of us are very stunted and with our heightened capabilities, that makes us extremely dangerous."
"What caused you all to become... emotionally stunted?"
"The punishments for failure were... severe... Some of us died."
Suzuki retched at this.
"What the fuck?"
"Some of us were forced to kill each other."
"Suzuki vomited into he bucket.
"That's disgusting. Why is such a place..."
"It's well hidden and my father has a lot of influence."
Suzuki gritted his teeth.
'That man might be the worst person in human history.'
Kiyomi continued.
"My generation was supposed to test the limits of what they push children to accomplish. There wasn't mean to be a survivor."
"Then how did you..."
"I adapted. I pushed myself tot the limits to survive and then..."
"And then?"
"And then it become easy."
"Easy?"
Suzuki was shocked.
'How can something like that become easy.'
"I locked away my emotions after killing my best friend."
"Your..."
"He didn't resist or anything. He just let it happen..."
"Kiyomi..."
"I didn't want the feel anything after that so I didn't but I didn't throw away my emotions. They were still inside me."
Suzuki sighed.
'This is worse than I could have ever imagined.'
"Suzuki. I need you to understand. This relationship. It's only while I'm here."
"What?"
"There's no escape from my father."
Kiyomi bowed to Suzuki.
"I'm sorry for dragging you into this relationship knowing I'd end up hurting you in the end. I was being selfish."
"No. There's a way."
"What is that?"
"If I can become even somewhat impressive under your training, then everyone who works for your fathers will turn to you and hand over the reins. Freedom is still in reach."
"I'm quite sure Ichika already told you not to get a big head. No student in this school is suitable for that."
"I already know but... let me try."
"Subjecting the person I love to training that harsh. Do you think I'm my father?"
"Please... let me try."
Kiyomi sighed.
"I just want to live a normal life with you for the time that I have."
"Kiyomi I...don't want to lose you."
"I guess I was just being selfish growing so close to yu even though I knew it would turn out like this."
"Kiyomi?"
"Alright. If you really want to..."
"Yes! I can do it."
Kiyomi sighed.
"You're going to regret this choice later on."
"That's later. Now is now."
Kiyomi sighed.
"Alright. Hand me your phone."
Kiyomi extended her hand as Suzuki gave it to her. She began typing, and after a few minutes she handed it back to him.
"Based on your current skill set this is your next step. Read these and there will be test at some point."
Suzuki looked confused.
"At some point?"
"Be careful. If you don't spend time on this you'll fail but if you grades drop that will also be a problem right?"
"So you could cause it to pop up whenever you like."
"Yes. I'm not giving you a deadline so work on it at the pace you think is right."
Suzuki sighed.
'That's one nasty test.'
"In addition to this here is your training regiment. You'll report to my room every day and complete this and then you'll go to the gym and complete this."
"Eh...?"
Suzuki looked at the regiment Kiyomi had made on his phone.
'This is... inhumane.'
"So Suzuki. Are you ready for level 0 training?"
"Level... 0?"
"Of course. I mean this isn't near the level of White Room students so saying it was Level 1 would be misleading."
"..."
"What?"
"How many levels are there?"
"Well for the Alpha Beta Ciriculum there are 10 each but there's no way you'll make it to the Alpha curriculum. There are only 3 students that made it to level 4 of the Alpha Ciriculum and only 2 that made it to level 6."
"... and level 10?"
"I'm the only one."
"That's insane."
"I don't expect or want you to get that far. The cruelty required for that level of training..."
Kiyomi paused her thoughts for a split second.
"You'd die on the first day?"
Suzuki gulped.
'She really eclipses me to that extent? I'm not even on the same spectrum.'
"What level do you think Amasawa is at?"
"At least Level 3 of Beta and at most Level 4 of Beta."
"Wait she's that far below you? Is she even a threat?"
"Not really. You'd need all of the top three students apart from me from the White Room to be able to put up a good fight against me."
"You..."
Suzuki sighed.
'All of this is hard to believe but... I do believe her.'
"How far do think I can make it?"
"In the White Room you'd be dead on day one but with me you should at least make it to Beta level 2."
'At least which means I can surpass that.'
"The training starts today by the way and I'm going to make sure you finish your physical training."
Suzuki sweated.
"Now start."
"Alright."
Suzuki began his exercises, but halfway through, he was sweating and panting a lot.
'Damn it. This is so embarrassing. My muscles are on fire...'
"Are you alright? Do you want to quit?"
'No!'
Suzuki began powering through it.
'I don't want to lose you.'
Suzuki finished the exercises lying on the floor, exhausted.
'I did it... I'm not.. dead.'
"Interesting. You managed it via a burst of strength. The human brain's receptiveness is truly fascinating."
"Don't perform research on me while I'm about to die from exhaustion!"
Kiyomi smiled a little as Suzuki sighed.
'Honestly. She's too cute to be mad at.'
"You have two hours to rest."
Kiyomi got on her knees and shifted Suzukis head onto her lap as he shit dangled down from her head. She put her hair behind her ear and leaned down, kissing him on the lips and then stroked his hair. Suzuki blushed deeply.
"Sleep. I'll wake you when it's time."
Suzuki's eyes slowly closed as he fell asleep from exhaustion.
—————————————————————————————————————
Kiyomi's Room
Suzuki felt a rap on his shoulder and slowly opened his eyes to see Kiyomi's face.
"It's time... if you can't do it. It's fine."
Suzuki slowly got up.
"No. I want to and I will."
"Alright. Let's go."
—————————————————————————————————————
Suzuki's Dorm
Kiyomi opened the door with her spare key and helped Suzuki to his bed.
"Sort for the trouble."
"It's alright. You did well. You managed to complete the exercise even if just barely."
Suzuki laughed a little.
"I almost failed."
Kiyomi stroked his hair.
"Fresh in the morning tomorrow okay?"
'... I'm going to die at this rate.'
—————————————————————————————————————
Homeroom- End Of Class
Suzuki sat down in his seat with his head to his desk as Sudo walked up to him.
"What's with you today?"
Suzuki looked at Sudo as Sudo took a step back.
"You're shaking all over man. Are you okay?"
"I'm... fine."
Hondo walked over.
"Hey did Ayanokoji suck you dry or something."
Sudo looked angrily.
"The fuck man?"
"I don't have the energy to entertain a conversation with you right now."
Hondo smirked.
"You're not denying it."
"Please go die."
Suzuki said this, and Hondo laughed when he felt a tap on his shoulder.
"She right behind me isn't she?"
However, it was Kushida who was behind him.
"Excuse me."
Hondo let her through as Kushida came up to Suzuki.
"We need to talk Suzuki."
'Am I not even allowed to die in peace?'
"Sorry Kushida. I can't."
"Please?"
Kiyomi walked in.
"What's going on?"
Kushida rushed over to Kiyomi, hugging her as Kiyomi looked unaffected, as she was used to her antics.
"What is it Kikyo?"
"Can we talk Kiyomi?"
"Well alright."
Kushida pulled Kiyomi out of the room.
"What is it Kikyo?"
"What's going on?"
"Hm?"
Kushida sniggered a little.
"Is he really that bad in bed?"
"Huh? That's not right at all. He's quite competent. He's been training recently. He's tired because of it."
"Oh..."
Kushida sighed. (Girl is fr praying on his downfall.)
"What about you and Ike?"
"Huh? Ike!? We're not together!"
"I know that but do you have any interest?"
"Absolutely not..."
Kushida sighed.
"Just cause he made himself look cool a few times doesn't mean anything."
"Is that so..."
She said this with "that kind of tone".
"Hey! Don't tease me Kiyomi!"
"If you're hesitant I could always shape him up for you."
Kushida blushed.
"Huh!?"
"He's definitely the type that would do whatever it takes to get your attention. Now that he's aware of your feelings he's become more respectable. I can do something if you want. Like giving him advice on what to work on."
Kushida blushed more.
"I don't like him at all! Do what you want!"
Kushida walked away into the classroom out of earshot as Kiyomi sighed.
"That wasn't a "don't do it" so I'm going to go ahead with my plan."
Kiyomi stopped Ike as he left the classroom.
"Huh? Ayanokoji?"
"You did good. You're definitely on Kikyo's radar now."
Ike took a step back.
"Huh!?!?!? For real?"
"Your character is now acceptable. Now for your appearance."
"Eh? Am I ugly?"
"Yes"
(This is a joke.)
"No but your fashion sense and your physique is lacking."
Ike slumped.
"I can fix your physique with a training regiment but your fashion sense... I know someone better suited for that but... you'll probably have to apologise and make up with her first."
"Hm?"
Kiyomi looked at Kei as Ike sweated.
"Nah I'm cooked. She hates me!"
"She hates you right now. As long as you don't mess it up there's a chance to turn things around."
"There is?"
"Just be considerate and conscious of your words."
Ike sweated.
"Well that is a weak spot of yours."
Ike made an embarrassed face.
"Let's go."
"Um..."
Ike took a step but couldn't move.
"She's totally going to chew me out."
"Don't make me drag you by your ear."
Ike grimaced before slowly taking steps forward as they came face to face with Kei. Kei saw Kiyomi and smiled.
"Kiyomi!"
Then she saw Ike, and her smile disappeared.
"Oh... and you."
Ike bowed deeply and said loudly.
"I'm so sorry for what I did. I shouldn't have acted that way and it was a mistake!"
Kei looked dumbstruck, her hair standing up slightly.
"You idiot! Don't say it like that! People will assume things."
Kiyomi had a blank expression as Kei grabbed Ike's wrist, pulling him away. Kiyomi sighed before following them. Kei stopped and looked angrily at Ike.
"What is wrong with you, you psychopath?"
"I just got nervous and the words spilled out."
Kei sighed.
"You're horrible at talking to women. I'm surprised Kikyo tolerates you."
Ike sweated while scratching his cheek. Inside his head, he had a joyous expression thinking, "Kushida tolerates me! Yay!" He then snapped out of it, taking a deep breath and having a serious expression.
"I'm really sorry for all the trouble I caused."
Kei looked a bit surprised, then looked at Kiyomi.
"You're a real miracle worker you know?"
Kei turned Ike to face Kiyomi and pointed at his face.
"This guy is a lost cause you hear me? A lost cause! And yet he turned out like this. Being able to make this kind of transformation isn't humanly possible."
Kiyomi stood there, unable to come up with a response, as Kei sighed
"But his taste in fashion is as horrible as ever. We're taking him to the mall on Friday understood?"
Ike looked surprised as the thought going through Kiyomi's head was "As expected".
"Alright. I'll see you two there."
"He needs a haircut too."
Ike looked surprised.
"Huh? But I think my hair is..."
"Shut it. You're getting a haircut."
Ike's mouth closed almost as if it was zipped shut as Kei sighed.
"There's no way I'm not goi g to be part of this one in a million event. Just showing the before and after will get me a decent job as an intern at a fashion company."
Kei walked away as Ike was dumbfounded by all of this.
"Did I just... talk to a girl without messing up? Wait no. I messed up at the beginning. Damn it!"
Kiyomi sighed, walking away and leaving Ike there on his own.
—————————————————————————————————————
To Be Continued
—————————————————————————————————————
Rating Out Of 10 For This Part:
—————————————————————————————————————