Chapter 4: The perverted trio.
I made it.
I raised my arms to the sky at the feeling of triumph.
A building with several tables spread out in an organized fashion and a stall dedicated specifically for food shopping.
My stomach was growling with hunger.
I truly possess zero sense of direction.
But before heading to the cafeteria, I carefully checked inside while hiding behind a tree.
I couldn't see that violent girl, which relaxed me.
Unfortunately, it will be something I will have to face in due course.
So without further delay, I went to buy something to eat.
Even at this distance, the cacophony of noises could be heard.
It didn't take long, I wasn't picky.
Just enough to have a healthy diet and not lose in taste.
Now, where do I sit?
Most of the tables were occupied with students chatting.
And I wasn't outgoing enough to approach anyone.
"Oh, there."
There was a secluded area.
People glanced at that space unpleasantly from time to time and murmured.
From what I could hear as I approached, they weren't pleasant things.
Well, not that I minded.
I'm long past the phase of caring what other people say about me.
Besides, curiosity bit me more than any kind of social phobia.
If I had one in the first place.
At the table that was the cause of all this furor, three students sat.
As I approached, I could hear snippets of the conversation they were having.
No doubt, perverts.
Wait, is that a porn magazine?
Even I was starting to feel uncomfortable.
However, it was too late to take it back.
I sat down.
The three guys were silent and looked at me.
"Hey, what's up. Can I sit here?"
"No."
"Fuck you."
"You handsome bastard... No!"
what's going on?
Confused, I said. "No...? Well, I don't care."
I shrugged.
Gnashing of teeth accompanied the end of my words.
"In any case, you guys sure are perverts."
"Fuck you."
"Yuck, someone like you wouldn't understand."
"I'm with Motohama."
Ironically, I did. Understanding them, I mean.
Not that it was in any way difficult. They were clear with their message.
"Certainly, I'm completely superior to you," I acknowledged.
"What did you just say!"
"Say that again, you bastard!"
The only one who didn't say anything was the brown-haired boy.
Of course, he attacked me with a look full of fury.
"Calm down, guys. If you had a little shame, it wouldn't be 100%, maybe 90%?"
I continued. "In fact, how can you guys be so unconscious? What kind of crazy person talks about such things in a public place. Do you guys have some kind of mental problem?"
They, however, as if they had not understood anything I said, replied vehemently.
Ah, my wisdom. What a waste.
"What is there to be ashamed of? We are honest. Yes, honest!"
"If those girls would let me-"
"No doubt, I might as well-"
Those words... it's best to ignore them.
In fact, it's a miracle that those two have not yet been arrested or taken to the psychiatrist with such dangerous thoughts.
Even the brown-haired boy felt embarrassed.
"Looking at their attitudes, apparently it's impossible."
Well, I could try something, but it was a matter I truly cared little about.
I only talked to them to calm my boredom.
In any case, I still didn't know their names, which was getting annoying.
"Hey baldy, what's your name?"
"Haaa, what did you just say?"
"If you don't answer me, that will be your new nickname."
"B-Bastard."
Apparently that's an insult he likes to use.
"Okay, baldy. Nice to meet you."
I didn't give him any more time to consider.
The one who thinks loses
I turned my gaze to the bespectacled boy.
The latter seemed to want to lash out at me, but somehow he came to calm down.
It was not surprising.
This body, though not up to the standards of my previous life, was certainly tall and with some athletic talent.
The bespectacled boy, by comparison, was small and visibly weak.
"My name is Motohama," a sharp glint lit up his eyes.
As if he thought he looked cool, he adjusted his glasses a bit.
Hey, wasn't that his middle finger?
I wanted to burst out laughing, but I restrained myself.
I nodded. "Now you'll call yourself four eyes."
Serves you right.
Not caring anymore, I looked at the last of this perverted trio.
In my opinion, the most normal.
Normal enough not to get arrested.
"Hyoudou, Issei hyoudou," he said apprehensively.
"Issei... Yes, that will be your name," I smiled.
Issei sighed in relief.
After that, they did not speak again.
As if the cat had eaten their tongues.
Apparently, they are afraid of me.
And I was only joking.
I thought for a brief moment and said. "You guys want to date girls?"
An imp popped up on my shoulder as he rubbed his hands together viciously.
"Yes, please. I'm desperate."
How quick...and honest.
"Attractive-senpai. Please."
Ah, you're absolutely right.
Issei resisted a little longer, but in the end he took my hands and said earnestly. "Your disciple desires your wisdom."
Never accept you as my disciple, but I will consider it.
With the look of someone enlightened, I looked at the horizon while biting into an apple.
"All right. I see possibilities in you. What you will have to do will be..."
I spoke to them and mentioned great tactics.
"Laugh at yourselves. They'll like it."
"Do a deep voice. You might even do a high-pitched one."
"Be honest. The more honest you are, the better."
His eyes lit up with understanding.
My words flowed like seasons.
From summer to winter.
And so, time passed.
I saw their backs depart in the distance.
They were shouting their thanks to me.
"They really are gullible," I chuckled.
But having already met them, my appearance must have played a major role in that.
Besides, it was clear that they hated and were jealous of those attractive-looking men, but they were perceptive enough to understand that, for that reason, the advice of such a person was worth gold.
Mind you, I must admit that my speech was really precise; hitting all the right keys to create the perfect symphony.
I have not overestimated myself, but I have taken credit for what is due me.
I smiled proudly.
"I should get going, I suppose," I said after looking at my watch.
Disaster could befall me if I stayed in the cafeteria.