《A Fool fooling around in another world》The act of gently opening a door
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The names of the participants are starting to get called out. Coincidentally, I am the first one out of our group to be called out.
"Give it your best brother!" (Janna)
"You better do well, or else I won't talk to you anymore!" (Aline)
"The offer from before still stands- *thud*" (Estelle)
'What just sounded like a person being beaten unconscious by a pure sister and then falling down?'
That was way too specific, even for you...
I turn around and only see feet being pulled behind a corner.
'I ain't seen nuthin.'
She ded
I walk up to the platform and immediately notice a pretty guy with a refreshing smile. He has blonde hair und azure eyes, befitting his image of a pretty boy.
"KYAAAA!!! MISTER KYLE!!! DO YOUR BEST!!!" (Fangirl in the audience #1)
"MISTER KYLE, YOU ARE AS BEAUTIFUL AS EVER!" (Fangirl in the audience #2)
"That boy got a nice ass as well..." (Deep voice coming from the audience)
'WHO WAS THAT?! WHO JUST SAID THAT ABOUT MY ASS WITH SUCH AN INSULTINGLY, MANLY VOICE?!'
"Hello little boy, I hope we will get along well. My name is Professor Kyle and today I will be testing you. Don't worry, I will go easy on you." (Prof. Kyle)
He smiles at me like he's the most innocent person in the world.
"KYAAAAA! MISTER KYLE IS SO NICE!!!" (Fangirl in the audience #3)
'You know Screeny...'
Yeah?
'There was always one kind of male, who I despised the most. Those were pretty, popular and seemingly nice guys.'
And he fits in those criteria?
'Like a fucking glove.'
"Professor? What would happen if someone were to beat the teacher at these tests?" (Me)
"Well, of course he would be seen as unqualified to teach students and he would be fired. But that didn't happen since this rule was introduced, so it's pretty rare to see that. Not that you could beat me anyways..." (Prof. Kyle)
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'Oooohhhh the game is on bitch'
A third person starts to count down from 10.
"10..."
"9..."
"8..."
I slap every part of my body and enhance them with magic.
"7..."
"6..."
Touching both my shoulders diagonally my body gets clad in lightning.
"5..."
"4..."
Prof. Kyle looks as relaxed as always.
"3..."
"2..."
My whole body is enveloped in lightning and it starts to discharge in the environment.
"Eh?" (Prof. Kyle)
"1... START!"
I clap in my hands and Prof. Kyle starts to fiddle around trying to get a spell to work. The clap resulted in the "Lightning Step" spell to be activated and I move in front of him instantenously. The reason why I didn't use blink was to gain momentum.
"First, I'm gonna make you a woman..." (Me)
"WAIT PLEA-" (Prof. Kyle)
With enhanced legs and momentum from my "Lightning Step" I kick him as hard in the nuts as I can.
You're not even trying to hide anymore how cruel you are, are you?
'Oh fuck, I can't be seen by anyone like this!'
I blink away instantaneously. This whole ordeal was finished faster than frying beans with lightning. The result was that no one could really see what happened, except of the Professor they all adore giving out a scream like a pig which has been slaughtered.
"BUHIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!" (Prof. Kyle)
'That wasn't enough for me...'
Of course it wasn't...
I blink behind the Professor and "by mistake" I point my finger at his precious place.
"...and now I'm gonna make you my Bitch." (Me)
*zap* *zap* *zap*
I shoot as many "Raygun" shots at his buttocks as I can before he finally falls down.
The whole hall goes quiet and every male puts his hands behind their back, in fear of the same thing happening to them.
I go back to where I was previously and let out an innocent smile.
"Why is everyone looking like that? I just tried to defeat the Teacher, like everyone said I should do?" (Me)
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"So he didn't do that on purpose?" (Audience member #1)
"Of course, there would be no way that a kid like him would be so cruel..." (Audience member #2)
"No one with such a nice ass could be this cruel!" (Deep voice coming from the audience)
'THERE IT IS AGAIN! WHO WAS THAT?!'
Beware of Butt-Pirates at night!
Except of me, no one could defeat the Teacher. Mostly because no one really had any training, and could only shoot off basic spells. Of course there were exceptions who gave the Teacher a hard time...
"Aline Eisenhaus! Passed with flying colours!" (Tester)
"Estelle Kyltja! Passed with while nealry defeating the Teacher!" (Tester)
"Janna Kiftra! Passed while nearly killing the Teacher! Is that really true? Wasn't she supposed to be of the supporting "Holy" Element? SHE DID WHAT TO HIM?! WHAT HAPPENED TO HIS FACE?! AND SHE ONLY GAVE UP AT THE END BECAUSE SHE DIDN'T WANT TO SEEM AS GOOD AS HER BROTHER?!" (Tester)
Later that day, the results were given out. As expected, I was first place, but there was one thing which surprised me.
'My sister is not the second place?'
In second place was someone called "John Manlyman".
'What the fuck is wrong with that name? That sounds like the worst pseudonym one could think of...'
You already know where this is going right?
'A situation where a girl has some reason to act like a boy and she becomes one of the Heroines as well?'
You're goddamn right
"Now you will be guided to your rooms. Which person getting which room will be decided by your ranking. The person on top of the list will get the same room as the one who is second. The third person will get the same room as the fourth one on the list. You get it." (Joanna)
'I LOVE MY DECISION OF GETTING ENCOUNTER LUCK!'
From behind me, I feel murderous intent. After years of hunting, I've started to develop a sense of danger which helped me survive several times. For example that one time, when the Boss of the Forest got all Elite Monsters of the Forest together, to put an end to me. It was a fun ride I tell you, but this murderous intent is way stronger.
'That's my little sister, ain't it?'
Whoever is in your room, he ain't gonna have a good time...
*flick* *flick* *flick*
I flick my fingers several times, to get as far away from the danger zone as possible.
'You're probably asking why I'm not just defeating my little sister, to put an end to this right? Well, let me tell you something, Oh obeservant reader. Have you heard of our Lord and Saviour of every important character in a story "Plot Armor"?'
I quickly find the dorms and search for my room. The dorms look like a highclass hotel with all kinds of luxus shit here and there, but I don't care about that right now. The only thing of importance is the appearance of a new Heroine!
I stand in front of the room with the sign "1-2", which indicates that it's the room of the first and second place.
'Alright Screeny. Everyone knows this situation. The unsuspecting MC enters his room for the first time and looks forward to meeting his room buddy. He opens the door and sees the new Heroine changing. Surprise, surprise. Make sure you Screenshot the shit out of that situation.'
Roger, captain!
I gently open the door.
'If I'm gonna find a dead girl hanging from the ceiling author, I'll strangle you.'
(Author note: OH BOY I'M GETTING FLASHBACKS OF A DATING SIM)
In front of me, I find a half naked girl with long black hair and black eyes.
'FACE 10/10, BODY 9/10, CUTENESS 10/10! SHE PASSED!'
*snap* *snap* *snap* I AGREE! *snap* *snap* *snap*
"KYAAA GET OUUUUUUTTT!!!!" (???)
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