Reincarnated Into Anime World - Chapter 52

While my Shouko and I found how our friend was acting a little amusing, the others focused and were more concerned about the women standing beside him.

“Huh? You’ve got a problem with our Bocchan?!”

As a student tried to enter the school gate, she looked at the commotion with a weird gaze, trying to figure what on actual earth just happened to the front entrance of his school. Unfortunately, her peculiar gaze might have caught the attention of one of the s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e women beside the ‘Bocchan’ as she yelled at the frightened student.

“Yiiiii!” A weird sound came out from the girl, causing the ‘Bocchan’ to snap out of his own daze as he hurriedly rushed towards the woman and stopped her from intimidating what might be one of his new classmates.

“Stop it!”

The bodyguard didn’t want to disobey her Bocchan, so she decided to back off, glaring at the poor young girl who wanted nothing but to enter the school.

“Hahaha…”

Shouko and I started giggling and laughing while everyone was startled and frozen in their places. At the plight of the poor Bocchan and the girl, their situation was too funny.

Not a very good reaction to have while somebody was suffering, but I couldn’t help myself.

“Huh? Who is laughing at us?!” The bodyguard looked menacingly as her eyes swept across the front gate.

“Ryuuko-san! Please stop scaring people already!”

[A/N: Imagine Ryuu as a female. That’s Ryuuko.]

“Hahaha, don’t worry, Raku. I don’t mind it at all.”

Walking towards them with my little group, I waved at Raku with a big smile.

“Hah? How dare you-oh…” Ryuuko was about to continue shouting when it seems that she recognized who we were.

“Is it Isanari’s child?”

“Ding ding! You are right!” I smiled as I gave a handshake to her, “Long time no see. I’m surprised you could still recognize me.”

“I remember all of my family’s families easily!”

I have no idea what that means, but I’m just going to leave it at one side.

“I see. Long time no see, Raku. I’m glad you are still the same amusing boy you were a year ago.” Turning towards the younger boy now, I gave him a big hug for a few seconds before releasing him.

“Fuutarou?!” Raku seemed as though his entire world was saved as he let out tears and tried to cry in my arms.

“Alright there. No excessive contact. I don’t swing that way.” Keeping him an arm’s reach away, I watched as his tears flowed like a water fountain, keeping the bystanders to be plenty amused.

It seems that they have come to accept that a yakuza would be attending their school, though it would take some time for them to actually take the initiative to befriend this poor boy.

“You have no idea how glad I am that you are here! You were one of my eight friends in my entire childhood! And I haven’t been in contact with the other five for almost 6 years already!”

It seems that he really valued my presence since his wailing is now getting out of proportion.

“Ryuuko-san, is your Bocchan supposed to act like this?”

“Nope. But I’m also glad that you’re here to accompany Bocchan. I was so afraid that Bocchan would spend his entire life being alone.”

“Who’s fault did you think it belongs to?!” Raku retorted as he calmed himself down from crying before noticing the other three people by my side.

“Um…this is…” Raku thought for a while before he talked again, “Nishi-san?”

“Nishimiya Shouko. Nice to meet you again. And you can drop the -san honorifics.”

“Oh, yes! Nishimiya! Nice to see you again! And I can see that you two have…”

“Yep!” Shouko seemed happy that Raku noticed her hand interlinking with mine, her face positively glowing from delight.

“And those two are…”

“Oh, yes. Let me introduce you.” Raising my left hand, which Kaori was holding onto, I said, “Kaori Miyazono. And Haruma Kobayashi.”

“And Raku Ichijō.”

“”Nice to meet you, Ichijō-kun.”” Kaori and Haruma greeted.

“Please call me Raku!”

They looked at me with concern, and I shrugged, “Don’t worry too much about their background. Raku is a big softie whose dream is to become a civil servant.”

Raku blushed slightly at the way I announced his dream, though he nodded determinedly. It was probably his contrasting reactions that made Haruma and Kaori smile.

“Alright then, Raku-kun. Hope you’ll take great care of us for the next three years.” Haruma continued, offering his hand to Raku, who took it enthusiastically.

“Well, if there is nothing else, let’s go. We don’t want to be late for our first day, do we?”

Ruuko and the other bodyguards bid Raku farewell for the last time before leaving in their limousine. The fact that they finally left allowed a lot of students to let out a sigh of relief.

Although the Yakuza didn’t attack anyone, just their reputation and various rumors surrounding them scared them.

“Sigh…my school life…” Raku sighed.

“Haha, don’t worry. With me around, I’m going to find you tons of friends! Maybe even let you find your future wife as well!”

I wonder when his obsession with Onodera would start. It would be pretty interesting to watch it unfold right in front of my face in reality.

[A/N: Too bad you won’t be able to. You will have enough troubles with your own problems that you won’t have enough time to care about someone else’s.]

Anyway, after his family left, the six of us now left towards our designated classroom.

We already know which class we would be in in the letters the school sent out two weeks ago, but finding the classroom was another matter.

Fortunately, our classroom’s location was pretty obvious; we just had to follow the crowd as most of us were freshmen gathering.

And you know what they say.

If you don’t know what you’re doing, just follow the crowd, also known as the bandwagon effect. If you don’t know what it means, just google it up.

Luckily for us, we weren’t following a directionally stupid person, so all the freshmen managed to get to our respective classes after some help from our seniors.

The five of us were in the same class for, of course, the plot that the author devised.

Since there was no fixed seating arrangement at this point in time, we just decided to sit anywhere we want.

Unlike any other protagonists out there, I didn’t choose to sit at the famous protagonist’s seat. Why should I sit there?

For the view?

I apologize. Since we’re year 1s, our classroom was situated on the lower floors, so the view was…damning.

I mean, if you enjoy looking at people at eye level, go right ahead.

Sorry, that’s only for protagonists with no friends, sitting down quietly, lonely at the corner of the class.

I have two girlfriends and two other male friends that I was not afraid to communicate. Why should I keep to myself at the corner of a classroom?

Besides, I promised myself to never be the loner kid in class ever again. And that’s why I chose the seat that most would dread to sit – the very center.

Or maybe more would dread being in the very front?

But either way, I was excited to be surrounded by more friends that I would make, though that thought of mine seemed to be cut short as my four sides were circled by my four friends.

“Why did you choose to sit in the middle of the classroom, Fuu-chan? Don’t you feel…embarrassed?” Haruma asked as he placed himself right behind me.

Since we had always sat at the back for my six years in elementary school, Haruma didn’t feel comfortable sitting in the center. Not because it would attract people’s attention more often, but because we wouldn’t be able to do things that we usually do if you are seated at the back of the classroom.

“Embarrassed? For what?”

“Nevermind. Your skin is as thick as leather.”

“Hey! Don’t insult my skin. I find it plenty of smooth and nice to touch.”

“Yes…I’m jealous of you…” Shouko pouted as she started pinching my cheeks.

Kaori didn’t fall behind as she started pinching my other cheeks, her excuse being to verify my words.

“It’s really soft!”

“Can I touch as-”

“Hell no. My girlfriends are one thing, but why would you want to touch my cheeks?” Instantly rejecting Raku’s question, I looked at him with a weird gaze.

Being the shy boy he was, Raku turned red with embarrassment as he turned forward to face the whiteboard.

How innocent~. I can’t wait for Raku to start his three years of unknown two-sided love with Onodera. Hehehehe…

“Fuu-kun. Stop giggling like a villain.” Shouko spoke as she lightly tapped my head.

“Did I sound like a villain?”

“Yes. You sounded as though you were about to plot something evil.” Kaori replied seriously.

“Raku?”

But just as I was about to reply, another voice sounded. Raku’s reputation for being in a yakuza group had already spread amongst the freshmen, so not just anyone would dare to call out his first name so casually and without malice.

This caused all of us to turn to the person who spoke.

He has short to medium messy, dirty blonde hair and wears circular glasses. He has golden-brown eyes and slightly tanned skin, similar to Raku’s.

“Shuu?!”

“Yep! Your only friend, Shuu, is here!” Shuu spoke happily, his mouth turning cat-like as he smiled.

“You’re here too! You never told me you would be attending this school?”

“Well, you never asked, so I’m here to give you a surprise!”

“You say that as though you knew that I would be coming to this school.” Raku retorted.

“Well, I know a lot of things. By the way, who’s sitting behind you? And who are those cuties? I’m Shuu Maiko, but you can just call me Maiko. Any friend of Raku is a friend of mine!”

Hearing his fast-paced conversation, I smiled. It seems like I’ll be meeting a lot more anime characters than I had expected. Let’s see how far God (the author) would go to mash up every single anime he can think of.

“Uesugi Fuutarou, but you can call me Fuutarou as well. And those two ‘cuties’ beside me are Shouko, my girlfriend, and Kaori, my girlfriend.”

And just for safe measures…

“They are my girlfriends.”

Yep. The third time’s the charm since Shuu had clearly gotten the message.

Still, he didn’t seem too sad or anything. As expected of a future skirt-chaser. Or is he already one?

“Too bad~.

“Nice to meet you, Maiko-kun. I hope we will all get along for the next three years.” As expected of Shouko, still using formal language.

[A/N: The Japanese have two ways of saying most things: the informal and formal ways. I can’t really portray it in English, so just take my word for it.]

“Hahaha, nice to meet you as well!”

As more people started to stream inside the classroom, the bell rang at 8.30 sharp, and a teacher walked in.

“Alright, class, settle down.”

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A/N: This chapter is a bit shorter than usual, but I couldn’t think of much to write. Plus, I was swarmed with school work and writing my other fanfics as well. So, please excuse me.

A/R: Sigh, I need to rewatch or reread Your Lie in April to remember most minor characters. So annoying, why can’t I have eidetic memory? So, guess what? I’ve decided to follow the damn timeline and do Your Lie in April arc in year 3 instead. For more information, read the author’s note.

Boku vs. Watashi vs. Ore vs. Watakushi vs. Atashi all means ‘I’, but they are used by different people under different settings. And just to let you know, Fuutarou is currently using ‘Ore’ to refer to as I, not ‘Boku’. If you don’t know anything about it, don’t worry. In future chapters where the use of pronouns is essential, I will tell you this again.