Chapter 18: Her Fans? They are just a bunch of idiots

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“So what are your plans?”(James)

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James asked me while stuffing his mouth with lots of meat.

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“Plans for what?” (Me)

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“You know. What is your next move after this? Everyone in this school is eager to know” (James)

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“.... Why should I have one?”(Me)

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“You mean that’s it?”(James)

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“…..”(Me)

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I just stare at him innocently making an impression that I do not know anything.

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“Seriously? ….. DUDE .. I…….... aaaaargh … whatever it’s not my problem anyway” (James)

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In the end, he just gave up on acquiring some information from me which I laugh out loud inside my head. We continue eating our meals while chatting about random stuff since he knows that he won’t get anything from me if he continues to pester me about Lalaine.

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“By the way dude do you play >?” (James)

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I suddenly stopped eating while giving him a reply filled with sadness “…Yeah I do” (Me)

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I think he noticed and so he asked me if there is something going on. I just told him some parts of my circumstances like I’s stuck in the middle of nowhere, I can’t delete my avatar for a new one, I’m surrounded by high level mobs that could kill me in one hit, and so on. Of course, I leave some details which I did not tell him especially the part where I’m being trained by a big old narcissistic pervert.

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“You got the worst luck?” (James)

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“Kind of but I can manage somehow or another” (Me)

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James the lean forward for a bit then asked me while whispering

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“So, did you get a special class?” (James)

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“….”

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Me with a shocked face like asking him ‘How did you know’ he smiled.

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“so, you did huh” (James)

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D*mn it I got caught off guard with that sudden question. I made my brain run as fast as possible to somewhat alleviate the situation.

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“It’s not as grand as you think it is. It’s a crappy class where you cannot level-up and only rely on your acquired skills plus equipment to make yourself stronger.” (Me)

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James stared at me while staying silent for a while then he asked me. “Does your skills increase your stats?”

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“Yes it does” (Me)

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After hearing my response, his eyes began to shine but before he can ask another question I continued.

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“It does increase my stats. The passive ones do but it’s in percentage so it’s almost useless especially at my current state” (Me)

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His face changed from an exited state to a shocked one. I can understand why, it’s because a skill that increase one’s stats is rare and only few people have those. In my case its practically useless If I do not have my class main characteristic as a Demon Slayer.

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*bell rings*

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Lunch time finished and a few hours more to go before I can go home.

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~: After Class :~

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There isn’t any noteworthy to mention aside from the stares I got every time I walk around the hallways. So, I packed my belongings to go straight home. If you ask me if I’m excited, HELL YEAH! I am it’s a three-day vacation without any home works to do *Laughs*.

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While I’m still lost into my delusions several guys entered the classroom. They all have this poker face expressions which at one glace you can tell that they are a bunch of weirdoes. They lined up in the front of the class and a guy with glasses step forward.

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All of us who were left in the classroom are staring at them and thinking of what are they doing here? I believe they are in different year level since the star badge on their clothes differ in color and number. In this school you must wear a certain badge that indicates your grade and year level. Red ones indicate that you are in elementary, Green indicates junior high and lastly Blue is for senior high. The numbers then indicate on what year you are, in a specific grade.

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“We are looking for a certain person” (Guy in glasses)

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The guy then looks around the room then continued.

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“We are a peace-loving group that’s sole purpose is to support our goddess Lalaine Clover” (Guy in glasses)

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When we hear those words, I knew that every single one of us who belong in this class were thinking ‘What the h*ck these weirdoes came from’

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“But…. A certain news came to be and as faithful supporters…. We cannot ignore this! ….. so… tell us! … who is STANLEY?” (Guy is glasses)

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“””””” TELL US! “””””” (other guys)

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And because of that every pair of eyes were looking at me. I’m really an idiot, I should have known why they came and flee as fast as I could. But here I am spectating like it does not concern me.

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“So you’re Stanley?” (Guy with glasses)

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“Yeah?” (Me)

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All of them head towards me and immediately surround me. I keep my cool since I know they cannot act violently in-front of my class. The school gave heavy punishments for bullies and does not discriminate no matter what your background is. That reminds me about a certain incident where the son of a senator bullied a girl because she rejected him. The senator’s son and his group cornered the girl and took her at the storage room. Nobody tried to stop them and the senator’s son threaten those people who saw them. Fortunately, the school immediately too action and several guards pin those guys on the floor. The senator’s son keeps shouting and using his status to intimidate the guards. The girl was released with only minor bruise and a slight bump on her head. She was taken to the infirmary and let her rest for the day.

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Everyone thought that nothing will happen and everything will just be swept under the rug. To our surprise, on the next day, the group was expelled and rumors has it that the group was sent to a special prison for juvenile people who committed crimes and when they reached a certain age they will be tested, if they fail they will be sent to a normal prison where different convicts are held.

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Clearly, the girl did not have enough background to send a Senator’s son to prison but everyone knew that the school’s background is not that simple.

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This incident served as a warning to all students and discrimination that leads to bullying lessened. Back to the situation at hand, every one of these guys were keenly staring at me.

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*drops*

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“Huh?” (Me)

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I was dumbfounded for a second, who would have thought that these guys would suddenly kneel. Is this a punishment game of some sort? What is the purpose of such speech earlier?

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“Oh, benevolent master please help us” (Guy in glasses)

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“Yes, please help us” (other guys)

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The remaining people in the class began to burst in activity as they were also surprised. They were probably thinking that I’m screwed or something but, what they were expecting did not happen.

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“OMG I thought they will do something to him” (classmate 1)

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“ I also thought about the same thing” (classmate 2)

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“idiots even if they come at him what can they do? remember that bullying is a crime in this school”

(Classmate 3)

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These guys really run their mouth’s as they pleased. I still do not understand the purpose of these idiots whose kneeling while surrounding me.