So, I have been updating the best I possibly could for this novel, but I need to give myself a bit of ABSOLUTE rest now and then. This along with my first novel shall be on hiatus, however, I shall do the same and mass upload in a few months' time. Thank you all for supporting me. Peace out for now! a a a a a aa aa a a a aa a a a a aa aa a a a aa a a a a aa aa a a a aa a a a a aa aa a a a a
Guys, I really apologize for not updating for so long. My parents do not allow me to write, and it's a lot harder especially since I'm in high school, so I have to focus a bit more on my studies. However, that doesn't mean I'm abandoning this series or the other, it's just on hold. Please do expect an update somewhere around summer, perhaps June or July? Around those dates. Please continue to follow my series and follow my twitter if you can. You can simply search my author name and it pops up. Thank you for understanding! And that is all for now! Might drop a special chapter soon, a special, "might".
The world is a vast place, and here I am a Japanese High School student living my life in Japan. My name is Kibe Takayuki, I am a 15-year-old male, and what I can say is... My life is filled with nothing. IT'S FULL OF BULLSH*T! I'VE GOT NO ACCOMPLISHMENTS THUS FAR FILLED WITH AVERAGE GRADES AND SPENDING MY LIFE AS AN OTAKU! Nothing to make a story out of. And thus began a day that forever changed my life. April 5, 20XX One Monday morning, I woke up from my bed as unoriginal as ever with my mouth open, drooling with a bit of snot on my face. I had breakfast at 8:00 AM. Then I left home at 8:30 AM. No bath, no problem, I'm a stinker. It's the first day of school again, and the same as ever, I'm bored to go. I had 15 minutes left but my school was just a walk away, so I took a detour. "Time to grab some drinks!" I said merrily. The drinks were about the only things I could look forward to. I hit a vending machine and bought some melon soda. I sat on a bench and watched as the s
A morning like any other in the world full of protagonists... April 6, 20XX 8:12 AM "I'm a mob character, which means I barely have screen time and no one notices me so I can speak out my thoughts." Note: Kibe is longing for attention, so he does this so that somebody may notice him. "First off, the easiest and simplest protagonist of all is... The Shounen Protagonist! He's got the power of friendship, plot armor, unmeasurable amounts of power, and as a bonus... He gets lots of girls. Perfect!" I scratched my head at the problem at hand. "But how do I become a shounen protagonist? So, parents dead? Do I kill 'em? Nope, no way, I'm not a heartless b*tch, but I am scum." "Besides, I'll become a murdering protagonist which would make me a villain. No thanks, I'd rather be a hero than a villain." "But a protagonist of that kind does get hurt a lot, right? I don't want that, but for the girls, I'll do it!" Note: Scum... Let me study Kase Yoshio, the shounen protagonist. I latch
April 8, 20XX Note: Let the 4th wall breaks begin! If you won't give me the role... "I'll force you myself, author! I bet you even used a name generator in creating my name, give me some screentime, dammit!" In order to force the author into giving me an MC role, I have to blackmail him. Yes! By means of COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT! And all I have to do is say the name of a certain company. "Dithney." Huh? "DITHHHNEY!" My tongue... it won't say the word. How dare you... "DITHHHNEY! DITHHHNEY! DITHHHNEY! DITHHHNEY! DITHHHNEY! DITHHHNEY! Walt Dithney!" That ain't gonna stop me! I looked around and searched my surroundings. I stumbled upon my bag and I found what might possibly be… my key to victory. PAPER! Yes, I have some in my bag! If I'm not gonna get MC, I'm taking down yer story with you! TAKE THAT! I took some paper sheets and place them on top of my desk. I drew a circle, then another circle tangent to the circle to the top left. Now for the top right! IT'S THE END OF YE
April 12, 20XX 8:13 AM Second week, first day. Yeah, I hate the author, and I hate the viewers too. Anyway, bear with me. Shounen protagonist, nope. Rom-com protagonist is next. Rom-coms are probably one of the most common besides shounen made solely for people thirsting for love or diabetes. However, nowadays, they are so predictable, so predictable that I can indeed guess who is the endgame girl and I'll do that by using the rules I have learned throughout my journey. Let me analyze the rom-com protagonist, Tamaki Kazuhiko, and the girls who are head-over-heels for him. Rule 1: Tsunderes have a higher chance of winning than other love rivals. Rule 2: First girl almost always wins. Rule 3: Girls late in the running would most likely lose. Rule 4: Childhood friends almost never win. Rule 5: Girls with bigger cups would most likely lose against girls with smaller cups. These are 5 powerful rules, I'd list extra rules once needed. "So, Tamaki Kazuhiko, handsome, brown hair, b
"SENPAI! ANY SENPAIS AVAILABLE?" The usual treatment, but this time no one actually comes to go close to me or even look at me. Senpais are much more brutal. Well, I mean I'm taking the role of the kouhai, who are usually assertive. Let's see how this goes. I grabbed the arm of a girl. I tried my best to be assertive. "Senpai, let's go home!" It may have ended up being cheesy and cringey instead, but I can manage. The girl was startled and let go of my grasp. "Um, who are you? And why are you touching me?" she asked. "But...I'm your kouhai, right? Gimme the nice treatment." My face shined brightly. "Eugh!" Her face turns into a hint of disgust, "NICE MY A*S, WHO ARE YOU?" she asked. "NICE CURSING! YOU'RE DEFINITELY MY TYPE! NOW COME HOME WITH ME!" People began to look around us, giving us suspicious glares. "Hey, choose your wording..." she told me. "Man, that would be a nice experience, especially since we're gonna be all alone..." "HEY! WORDING!" I'm cultured enoug
I arrived at the doorstep. I turned the knob and I welcome myself into my house. "I'm home!" Beep. Boop. I heard video game noises from upstairs. A voice of a girl and a boy came along with it. "I win again!" the girly voice cheered. "No fair! One more!" the voice of a boy replied. What are those sounds? I took a step into my house and the whole atmosphere changed immediately. This... aura! The aura of romance! DISGUSTING! PWEH! I spit on the trash bin to my left. This sweetly sensation... is… weakening me... SICKENING! "Blech!" The door leading up to my room for gaming was open. A bright line shines through the gap. I took a peek inside the room filled with noises. I saw two people playing on my gaming console. WHO IN THE WORLD HAS THE AUDACITY TO TOUCH MY WIFE, MY PLAYSTAT-... damn you author... I had to revise my statement, even in my thoughts, or the author would shut me up for referencing a copyrighted brand. MY PLAYCAMP 4! That's a bad substitute. But there’s n