I walked into the classroom, and no one paid any attention to . Which was perfect for . Everyone was more concentrated on an argunt between Sei and Agon. the rival and main character.
The place looked like your average high school classroom, with desks and all that. Except there were no windows.
I went and quietly found so seats at the back of the class. But my eyes caught onto one empty seat, next to a young man who looked as if he had been on a steroid cycle for twenty years. He even had a bald head to back up that claim.
But this world hadn't developed steroids yet, and this guy was a sixteen-year-old. He had those JoJo genetics.
"Hi, my na is Kon," I smiled and offered the intimidating guy a handshake.
His scrunched-up face turned toward . Every instinct in my body felt like I was an arm's length away from an ass-whooping. He looked like he could rip in half easier than I could rip a piece of paper.
"Bets, my na is Bets," his voice was growl-like. Like a beast hiding under human skin.
I didn't mind his appearance and smiled when we shook hands.
Unlike anyone else in the classroom, they didn't know that deep down that hard ogre-like exterior was a gentle soul. Well, semi-gentle, depending on who you asked. But deep down, we were kindred souls. The kind that can beco best friends on their first eting.
This guy was the first friend I planned to make and I took out of my school bag a small chess board. "Wanna play so chess?"
"Oy, dude, be careful!" One of the people next to mouthed the words silently. Too afraid the giant bodybuilder-looking guy next to would hear.
"Don't worry, I just asked him if he wanted to play chess," I waved his worries away, and turned toward my new friend. "Also he looks like a nice guy."
'How does he look like a nice guy?!'
I could read the thoughts on the face of the guy who tried to save . He was average looking, and unremarkable. I didn't rember him from the Manga, so he was probably soone who died during the massacre.
Every ti I thought about the massacre, my heart started beating faster. It was the death place of the original Kon. He would have had a terrifying and grotesque ending. Just to show how brutal and decisive the enemy we were facing was.
Thoughts of changing the original event ca to mind. To try and save everyone. But I didn't even have the power to protect myself, much less other people.
Suppose I told others and prepared for what was about to happen. Who is to say the enemy didn't have a plan B? We weren't fighting a one-dinsional "smart" character that can only be as intelligent as the author can write it.
If intelligence and genius status can translate into this world. That would be both good and bad for so characters.
Genius I couldnt help it as my glance wandered toward a handso feminine-looking guy. With silky dark hair and pale skin. He looked like one of those K-Pop idols from my last life. He was staring at the main character with an unreadable look on his face. Agon in return was glaring at him and muttering curses under his breath.
This is what I call love at first sight between them. Or maybe love at the first insult. I rember how fans used to ship these two together, despite this not being a BL Manga. So fans were always weird.
The reason why nobody cared about my fight with the main character during the entrance ceremony was because of Sei. He was what by shounen standards could be considered the rival character. Despite his feminine looks, his talent and background were monstrous enough to keep up with the monster that was the main character.
"You are the white pieces, start first," the sudden growly voice of my new friend brought back to reality. He pointed at my white pieces. Even his finger was thick, and it looked like he had done twenty years of hard labor and pumping iron. "I didn't think there were many people my age who knew how to play chess. Are you good at it?"
"I know the rules," that was being humble.
I knew quite a bit about chess. By modern standards, I might be an above-average player. But that was by modern standards.
In these tis, chess was at least a hundred years behind. If soone wanted to play chess against soone of their level then they would have to go to a tournant. Travel for days. Not many would do that.
Not to ntion the evolved tactics, where every chess grandmaster stood on the shoulders of the giants before them. In the modern world, you can play chess grandmasters a hundred tis a day online. The logistics of playing chess in this world were intense.
Sotis, the internet was a beautiful thing.
My confidence lasted exactly nine moves in the ga.
"Check," my new friend said. He smirked, which looked like the ugly man in an NTR story.
I won in twenty-four moves by the skin of my teeth.
What most people didn't know about chess was that it was an ever-evolving ga. One that the current world champion would be able to defeat all the dead world champions, due to the strategies evolving.
With this world being so backward, chess still existed. But it should be decades, maybe even centuries backward from modern tis. aning that a good player in modern tis would be considered a chess genius here.
So how had this guy almost beaten ?
I knew the answer, but it wasnt a pleasant one to admit. He looked like a bodybuilder, his body still paled in comparison to his mind.
The classroom door creaked open. A man with dark circles under his eyes, and deep black eyes with chains rattling behind him ca in. He had two chains tied around each of his legs, and they were rattling on the ground.
Okay, I dont care about any of your nas, he went and drew four circles on the whiteboard and a roughly human shape in between the four circles. So of the students were still looking on in confusion, but I had already put away the chessboard and sat straight. The teacher turned and his eyes waved around us all. Whyre you looking at like dumb fish? The lesson has already started! So pay attention! Write these things down!
Everyone sat down on their seats and pulled out a notebook.
Now that everyone is ready, I will start explaining, he started writing on the board and spoke the words simultaneously. His writing speed was scarily fast, sothing the manga hadnt been able to show clearly. Warrior, Blaster, Creator, and Master. Does anyone know what these an?
Many raised their hands. I did too. But the teacher pointed at a silver-haired girl at the front.
She got up and confidently explained. A warrior is good at hand-to-hand combat, or with a close-range weapon, they can enhance their body with their inner energy. A Blaster is soone who can move and control their inner energy outside of their body. A Creator can make an item out of nothing but their inner energy. While a Beast Master can control yokai, spirits, and demons to do their bidding.
Taking a deep breath, she continued.
They represent an exorcists affinities. So theorize it ties in with their soul. Every soul has the capacity to bear all four affinities but is not necessarily able to use them all. An affinity under 30% is unusable in any Exorcist Technique. The average human has 25% capability in each category, with all four categories always adding up to a full 100%.
A good enough answer for the basics, the teacher then turned around, staring at the board intently.
He also didn't comnt on how the girl called Master affinity the Beast Master affinity. There were so reasons why most people don't know so of the uses of Master.
I agreed with him. It was a book-perfect answer. The basics of it were.
Warrior - Punches hard
Blaster - Kahaha wave
Creator - Item with special ability
Master - Beast tar
The higher levels of such affinities had a lot of changes to their structure. Except for Warrior, that was from punch hard to punch harder.
Just on this explanation alone, anyone who was a shounen enjoyer would know what affinity the simple-minded protagonist would have.
"Anyways, every one of you has at least 30% or more in one affinity. That's why you were even accepted here. Today, we will learn the basics and try to figure out your exact affinities," the teacher yawned. As if today wasn't going to be one of the most important monts for an Exorcist and their future developnt.
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