《A Fool fooling around in another world》I didn't like the previous title, so I changed it to this one
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The next day, our first semester already starts. Making my way downtown- No wait, wrong script. I make my way to the school building and by my side is Lydia dressed like a boy.
"..." (Me)
"Why are you so quiet? Yesterday you couldn't stop talking about your favorite outfits and whatnot." (Lydia)
"Hm? Oh, I'm just wondering what you should wear next. The cat cosplay would be extremely fitting, but there is still the fullbody latex suit I would like to see you in." (Me)
"I DON'T WANT EITHER OF THEM!" (Lydia)
No, but for real. Where do you get those things? There isn't even something like latex in this world yet!
Lightning flickers between my hands.
"You're gonna wear what I tell you to." (Me)
"Yes, I'm sorry." (Lydia)
I look at the way she's dressed. Boyish pants, a sweater (which is unusual for this time) and a hat where she hides her long hair in.
"Why are you dressed like that anyways? And what's with that ridiculous nickname?" (Me)
"Of course because this is an only boys school! Why are you asking such stupid questions? And my pseudonym came from days of hard thinking. It's the ultimate deck name!" (Lydia)
"That name is way too fucking obvious. And who told you about this school being an all boys school?" (Me)
"My big sister. Usually she's a vile and tricky person. She resembles you, since she likes to see me in weird outfits as well. But for some reason she wanted to help me pick out the best school in this kingdom. Maybe she now wants to be a responsible big sister?" (Lydia)
'I already like her. But her dressing Lydia up, like I do, is somehow weird... Screeny, are there other reincarnated in this world?'
Sorry, can't tell you that. Even I have my restrictions.
'That was way too obvious. You could've just said "Yes".'
lol
"Does your sister go to this school as well?" (Me)
"No, she already graduated, since she's 15 years old." (Lydia)
"Hm... oh and just for your information, this is a co-ed school, not a boys only school." (Me)
"I KNEW IT, THAT GODDAMN-" (Lydia)
At that moment a knife lands in front of Lydia.
"Oh, she's late. Already wondered where she was." (Me)
So, we are just going to ignore the fact that she throws knives at everyone in your environment? Gotcha.
Out of the sky appears my little sister, Janna, landing in a superhero position.
'Hold up, there isn't even a building anywhere around us? Where did she come from?! NO WAIT THAT REALLY DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE!'
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Oh, so that surprises you, huh?
Janna looks up and scans Lydia from up and down.
"Wha- what is it? And who are you?" (Lydia)
Lydia alters her voice to sound like that of a teenage boy.
"Wait, my senses are saying, that you are a dangerous person. But you are a boy... does it work with two boys?" (Janna)
'I've got a bad feeling about this...'
"My brother *pant* with another boy, indulging themselves in a forbidden love. With my brother being the one who-" (Janna)
"JANNA! DON'T GO TO THE DARK SIDE! IT'S A FILTHY AND FORBIDDEN WAY, WHICH SHOULD NOT BE TREAD BY ANYONE!" (Me)
So... she's alright with you getting fucked in the butt? Your sister goes even further down the "pure" scale.
"IT'S TOO LATE BROTHER! I'VE GAZED INTO THE ABYSS, AND NOW I'M PART OF IT!" (Janna)
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" (Me)
"What the fuck is going on..." (Lydia)
Ending our soap opera, my little sister starts to get suspicous of Lydia.
"So who is your love- I meant the person besides you?" (Janna)
"First, you should put the butchers knife away. This person is my roommate John Manlyman. He's is sometimes a bit girlish, but that's just because of his timid personality." (Me)
"Wow, what a manly name. It's impossible for him to be a woman in disguise." (Janna)
'You're fucking kidding right?'
I glance at Lydia and see her smug smile.
"If you're gonna be like that, then the Bikini it is..." (Me)
"Please, not that one! It covers nearly nothing!" (Lydia)
"*pant* *pant* What are they doing while they are alone? My brother orders him to do various thi-" (Janna)
'She's pure, she's pure, she's pure, she's pure, she's pure...'
You, saying that like a mantra, isn't gonna change the facts. ACCEPT IT!
'SHUT UP! SHE'S THE HOLY MAIDEN, SHE WILL STAY PURE FOR LIFE!'
Together, we go to the bulletin board where we are supposed to choose our classes. We have regular classes where we are together as one class, like magic theory for example, but for the most part our day consists of the subjects we picked ourselves. Those range from simple fire magic, to the highly complex summoning magic.
'Well, I could take Life magic as one of my classes, but I don't think the teacher could really teach me anything new, since my affinity already is nearly half completed. (Author Note: Remember? Since his knowledge will gradually unlock as his affinity increases. I think I didn't emphasize that enough. See chapter "What's poppin new world" for reference.) So I guess I have to take on a new element...'
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I go down the list of available subjects and only two pick my interest. Those were "Summoning" magic and "Space" magic.
'Well, summoning magic should be obvious why I'm taking it. I mean you could summon awesome monsters and stuff...'
You just want to summon sexy monster girls, don't you?
'Oh man, you got me. And I wanted to hide it so baldy... JUST IMAGINE! YOU COULD LITERALLY SUMMON A FEROCIOUS SEXY CATGIRL!'
I like your way of thinking. So why did you take space magic?
'Of course because it got the most votes in the poll Of course because it has a lot of potential! You could do a shitload of things with it, if you have the necessary knowledge about physics. But I guess doing the most of what I'm thinking of will be impossible.'
What I'm talking about, are the limits of the magic I'm using right now. If I had ultimate control over every kind of electricity, then I could just control the electric impulses which the brain is sending out and alter them to my will. But somehow it's imposible to do that, no matter what I try. There is some kind of limiter, which doesn't allow me to do that.
"So what are you taking, brother?" (Janna)
'Nope, not gonna tell her. If I'm telling her, then she would just follow me and it would be impossible to pick up bitches to learn new magic.'
"I think everyone should take their own subject of choice. Would be boring if everyone had the same." (Me)
"Tch!" (Janna)
After taking our subjects of choice, we go to our classes. The classes are divided by the ranks as well. Rank 1-30 form "Class A", 31-61 form "Class B" and so on. Since me and everyone else I know was ranked in high, we were in one class.
The bell signaled the beginning of our first lesson.
"I wonder who the teacher of this class will be."
Don't even act like you didn't already notice all the foreshadowing of who it will be.
'Lol, you saw right through me.'
Left from me sits my little sister and to my right is Aline.
"Don't even try to think that I wanted to sit here! There was just no other seat left!" (Aline)
I look behind us and notice a whole row of free seats.
'There is a limit to how bad one can be at lying. Well, that just adds to her charm.'
"Well, then I have no choice but to take this seat..." (Estelle)
Estelle sits on my lap and starts moving vigorously.
'ART THOU TRYING TO UNLEASH THE BEAST?!'
You mean the one in your pants right? You're really funny sometimes
'You guessed wrong this time'
Suddenly someone grabs her by the head, even faster than I could react, and throws her at the wall, resulting in cracks being formed.
I look at my left and see my little sister sitting there like nothing happened.
'How does she even manage to move that fast?'
Are you sure that she's not the MC here?
'Of course!... I think... I don't want to go through another existential crisis...'
lol, MC doesn't even know if he's MC anymore
At that moment the door of our class opened, and in comes a face which I already know all too well.
"Hello, class. My name is Joanna Filtch. Please adress me as Mrs. Filtch." (Joanna)
"Hello, Mrs. Filtch!" (Me)
"*flinch* Why did I have to get the class with him... Hello completely unknown student. May I ask your name?" (Joanna)
"*fake sob* You don't even remember me, after all you have done to me and my body? You really are cruel... *fake sob*." (Me)
"What? Does she have some kind of affair with a student?" (Random classmate #1)
"Well, she is pretty..." (Random classmate #2)
"I also want a piece of that boys juicy ass..." (Deep voice from unknown origin)
'WHAT?! HE'S EVEN IN MY CLASS?! I CAN'T EVEN FIND OUT WHERE THAT DEEP VOICE IS COMING FROM!'
"NO! I DON'T... I'm just gonna give it up..." (Joanna)
"I look forward to a semester full of fun with you, Joanna." (Me)
It seems like she will be a Heroine as well, no?
'Nah, I just like to fuck with her.'
The first lesson was about the basics of magical theory. Nothing new to me, so I stopped listening after 5 minutes. I look out of the window and see something which picks my interest.
"*grin* I think I'll have to excuse myself for a second. Don't wait for me Janna." (Me)
"What do you mea-" (Janna)
Before she could even answer, I blink outside of an open window and run over the campus.
"Oi, let me have fun as well!" (Me)
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