I Accidentally Became A Legend! 31 Transfer Students.....And A Limo.

"Hey sis, you look like you met yakuza or something." Toku uncannily guessed while taking in my confused state.

My little brother is freaking me out, it's as if he knew everything that happened or something.

"Hmmmm…..yeah, I met two of them out in the parking lot," I confirmed. "One was being really annoying so I beat him up, the other one was pretty polite though."

The room froze, except for my father. Did time stop for us? It's as if he's the only one moving...

"Yuri, you're just like your mother. Trouble just loves you." My father said as if expecting something happening to me. "Hah…..reminds me of when I first met her…..she was being chased by the mafia and the yakuza at the same time! I fell in love instantly, she was so cool."

…

My father has some…...weird tastes.

But at least I now know why my mother consistently urged me to learn karate and kendo with her while I was only six. I always thought that it was a bit weird.

Toku finally gathered his thoughts and lowered his chopsticks to his bowl before nodding his head.

"Yup yup. Just another day for my big sis, nothing to be surprised about. Here Pika, this fish is really good." He robotically spoke as he forcefully added food into his girlfriend's bowl.

H-hey Toku, Pika's still frozen…..with her chopsticks halfway to her mouth.

Oh c.r.a.p, I feel a dark aura coming from Kai…...let's not look his direction for now…..

"Anyways…...it's not a big deal yeah? Let's get on with dinner, there's still school tomorrow." I hesitantly stated, trying to ease the tension a bit.

Thankfully, everything slowly went back to being normal after a while. Toku walked Pika back to her house with a happy grin while holding her hand.

Man, so cute. Youth at its finest huh.

The rest of us simply went straight home and jumped in our beds to go to sleep. Today was a pretty tiring one after all.

Hope nothing goes wrong at school tomorrow...

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"I'll be leaving then!" I cheerfully shouted into the kitchen before hopping on my bike and rapidly pedaling to school.

Ah.....I simply hate Mondays, they're so depressing. Most kids my age would probably be squirming and gus.h.i.+ng on about enjoying their 'high school' life but…..that's not really my thing. I don't want to go to high school in the first place. If it wasn't for my dad's constant hounding, I would be at home playing Sapphire or getting an interesting job somewhere. It's not like I need to money, but I've always wondered what working would feel like. It can't be that hard right? I know some people my age who are already running their own businesses, but I suppose it's because they aren't really normal people. Take Eugene for example…...what a crazy guy. Those yakuza looked only a few years older than me as well…..

A flash of confusion suddenly pa.s.sed through my brain. Wait what? The so-called yakuza yesterday looked as if they were in college! That doesn't make much sense….

Unless they aren't 'yakuza' in the first place.

Pieces of the puzzle clicked together in my head as I rationally thought everything over.

Hah. I understand what's happening now. If I'm correct, those people weren't yakuza at all.

I dryly grinned. Well, that's fine, now that I know what they are up to I can be alert ahead of time.

The school came into my sight as I took a sharp turn. My thoughts slowly drifted back to the new transfer students that were going to be introduced into my cla.s.s.

Oh c.r.a.p, don't I have a party to attend this evening?!?!

Uwaaaaaaa...…..I'm so screwed...…

You know what, I don't care anymore. I'm just gonna walk in wearing casual clothes and walk right out after the main event. Eugene better not be expecting more because I won't be giving him any. I don't have time to care about him anyways, what happens…..happens.

With that thought, I locked up my bike and strode into the school. Casually ignoring the shrieking girls and the fancy black limousine that was parked in the front...

…...WHY THE HECK WOULD YOU COME TO SCHOOL IN A LIMO?!

Is someone lacking some common sense? Dude, I know this is the country's most prestigious school, but even this is too overboard. I've just gotten used to the sports cars and now you're bringing in a red carpet and some butlers.

I should ask dad if I can transfer.

Briskly jogging into my cla.s.s fifteen minutes before homeroom, I barely had enough time to wipe clean my desk and prepare for cla.s.s. On the bright side, since new people were coming to school, n.o.body bothered with me.

You know, sometimes I forget I actually get bullied. When did that start again? I wonder why I haven't bothered to stop them....oh, I remember now.

Just as I was about to go down memory lane, my thoughts were interrupted by the homeroom teacher who loudly slammed her hand against the blackboard.

…...This is a prestigious school, right?

"Listen up kids! We have two new students today," She noisily yelled while gesturing to someone in the hall. "Please give them your whole-hearted attention!"

On cue, two students walked into the cla.s.s.

The faces of every single person immediately reddened. Why? Well of course that's because the new students are too good looking for their own good.

Seriously though, Eugene grew up pretty well. He's now half a head taller than me, glimmering blonde hair that is way too bright, sky-blue eyes and a smile that really needs to be banned. h.e.l.l, he even looks super fit and his uniform is ironed perfectly.

Not that the girl standing next to him is any worse.

Long silky black hair, gentle brown eyes, cute nose, rosy lips, kind smile…..definitely a beauty among....beauties, I guess.

Hey, do I know this girl from somewhere? My memory seems to be getting worse these days.

"It's my pleasure to join this cla.s.s. My name is Eugene Franco, I'm from America. I've come to j.a.pan to find an important friend of mine and make new ones, so please feel free to become friends with me! Calling me Eugene is fine, I'm not quite used to j.a.panese honorifics yet." Eugene confidently introduced with overflowing charisma.

His level is almost as high as Kai, that's terrifying.

After his charming introduction, the girl next to him started speaking.

"My name is Matayos.h.i.+ Tora, and yes I'm the daughter of the current Prime Minister of j.a.pan. In Sapphire, my username is Tomoe, it's a pleasure to be working with you this year. Oh, the limo at the front was mine. I just gave Eugene a ride since he was walking. Please don't create any misunderstandings okay?"

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Ah, so it's the stubborn girl that I saved in chapter seven. No wonder. I really hope she doesn't recognize me…...it was a mistake to show her my face, even though I was really annoyed at that time.

Ha....I wish Sia was in my cla.s.s, sadly she's in cla.s.s B. But I have a nagging feeling that she already knows what's happening. She can be weirdly knowledgeable sometimes.

Before the noise level in the room rose too high, the homeroom teacher quickly shut everyone up with a quick bark.

"Alright, you kids. Make sure to welcome them after cla.s.s. Eugene, Matayos.h.i.+-san, both of you may use the empty seats in the back. Next to Mizuki over there." She annoyingly muttered and pointed at me.

All heads immediately turned to stare at me. Some were hostile while some were neutral. I even felt one of two that seemed to want to flay me alive.

…..Teacher, screw you. I really didn't need this attention, I managed to sit unnoticed as well…..

Eugene's eyes met mine and instantly brightened. Completely ignoring the homeroom teacher, he ran up to me and held my hands in his.

"*Yuri! It's been such a long time, you've gotten so lovely!*"

….The misunderstandings in the cla.s.s are starting up. I bet they could only understand the 'lovely' part that was said in English…..

"*Please let go of my hands Eugene.*"

Oh c.r.a.p, more misunderstandings….

"*Ahhh! Hearing your voice makes me cry tears of joy!*" He sobbed while tears streamed down his much too handsome face.

And the misunderstandings grow~

Hearing some muttering from the girls sitting in front of me, my ears perked up to listen to the gossip.

"Did you see that?! Eugene-sama fell in love with that s.l.u.t on sight and was rejected! He's even crying tears of pain…..poor transfer student…."

"Tch, that b.i.t.c.h needs to learn her place. Stop seducing every good-looking guy you see, stupid trash."

"What a s.l.u.t, we should teach her a lesson later."

Ah...…...it's been a long time since I've been called that, looks like the nickname is back again. That's too bad.

Now, how am I supposed to deal with this crying mess in front of me? The teacher isn't willing to meet my eyes, useless adults are the worst. Do your job!

I guess I'll just have to make Eugene let go.

"*Hey you, let go of me and listen to the teacher or else I'll ignore you for a month.*"

Why did I say it in English? I hope it made things better instead or worse, but judging by the way he reacts…..

"*Yes, ma'am! I'll be going then, thank you for your orders!*"

Oi oi, don't you think that a perfect military salute is overdoing things?! Go and sit next to the befuddled Tomoe, she's looking at you awkwardly!

Or maybe looking at me, I can't tell. I really hope not though.

My eyes want to twitch, but luckily I'm a master at theater arts. Just gotta get through the day…

It's lunchtime!

Jumping up from my seat and quickly packing up all my items, I dashed out the cla.s.sroom and headed straight for the stairway leading to the rooftop. I preferred elevators since I didn't have a good history with stairs but…..there was no choice, I wouldn't exactly be welcomed in an elevator.

I know right, this school has elevators. Talk about unnecessary. But I like them.