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Harry couldn't help but blink in shock, pointing a finger at his new friend in disbelief. "What?! Dixie told you to meet her behind the cafeteria building?!"
His shock wasn't unjustified at all, because anyone with half a brain cell could tell how much Dixie disdained simply looking at his friend's face.
And for her to call the boy to a private place like that, it definitely wasn't for a date or confession.
In fact, if Dixie didn't plan to scold him, she probably planned to beat his friend's ass.
Actually, now that he thought about it, wasn't that exactly the place where he had first gotten his ass handed to him by those bullies?
It had almost slipped Harry's mind, since the situation had been taken care of by Emilia the very next day, and the bullies even seemed to entirely disappear from his life.
For a while, Harry couldn't really tell what to feel about the whole thing. He had been so certain of his fate, having suffered similarly since his primary school days, that he had thought of it all as inevitable.
But for some people, it was such a simple problem to solve. And to think that he had even been bravely willing to shoulder the burden in an attempt to keep the 'kind-hearted but misguided' girl out of it. It really was quite laughable.
If he could, he would forever go hide in a hole, and never see Emilia's face ever again.
Thankfully, she had transferred to another class, and Harry couldn't help but feel both guilty and relieved.
Randy nodded. "That's right. You two don't have to come along, you know? I can go by myself."
This boy, Harry Burns, was his new best friend, and one of the reasons he was enjoying his time here so much more than he did in class A.
It wasn't that Randy had never had a friend before, though he was somewhat of a loner this past year, it was just that he had never hit it off with someone as well as he did with this boy.
And it was no surprise, as the two of them shared the same moral code, and also suffered from the same hero complex. In Harry's case, it hadn't landed him in as much trouble yet, but he still recognized the issue after multiple humiliations.
After a heart-to-heart talk, the two of them became the best of chums. Of course, Randy could tell that Harry was a little jealous of him for some reason, but that didn't bother him too much. The boy was good at heart, and that was all that mattered. As long as he never acted on that jealousy, there was nothing wrong with how he felt.
Harry pushed his glasses up as he smirked. "No need to follow you? Aren't you just saying that so no one knows you got your ass beat by a girl? That's the only reason she's called you over, you know. If you're expecting a confession or something…"
Randy rolled his eyes in exasperation, swinging his bag over his shoulders as he walked to the door nonchalantly while his two new buddies followed him while giving him strange looks. "Bruh, it's probably my little sister calling me to get something done. Dixie is just her mail girl. I swear, that brat…"
Not to mention Harry, even the girl in their group felt a chill up her spine as they rapidly looked around. Heaving a huge sigh of relief when they confirmed no one had heard him, the girl ran in front of Randy with a huff, and stomped on his feet in rage.
"Anti-bro! You BETA, do you want to get us all killed?! Didn't that little devil hang you upside down for three hours last time someone told her you were going around calling her princess your little sister?!"
"Yeowch! That fucking hurt!" Randy jumped around in pain, almost falling back on his ass as he glared at the impudent, self-proclaimed 'disciple' of his.
The girl looked like a normal highschooler, with her black hair in twintails and a small button nose. Her entire persona screamed 'little sister', and that was also her greatest calamity.
Randy almost flipped a bird at her, but managed to restrain himself at the last moment. "One of these days, I'm gonna forget you're a girl and kick your ass, Thea!"
"Anti-Bro sure likes to joke around, right, Hairy Bum?" The girl only scoffed, all too familiar with the 'manly principles' of both Randy and Harry. Even if she was stomping on their balls, the most they could do was try to dodge, block, or run away.
Harry's face immediately went red in both shame and rage. Although it was funny when the girl made names for Randy, he hated the name she gave him with a passion. At least Randy's were still somewhat creative and cool! Why was his so disgusting?!
Apparently, although Thea's family was quite rich — as was the case with everyone but him in class S — her older brother was a huge siscon, and never failed to annoy her at every waking moment that she wasn't at school.
Harry thought it was just right, and even the divine retribution for the girl, given how she never missed the chance to make names for others and annoy them. Hero complex or not, helping this girl had never been on his agenda.
Randy, on the other hand, hadn't been as familiar with her at that time, and offered to help her out.
Although he hadn't been an expert on the topic of sis-cons before, but after meeting Samantha — Emilia's older sister — he had already started treating the existence of sis-cons as an extremely dangerous disease that had to be cured.
The siscon disease didn't harm the ones it infested within, though, and instead brought harm upon those who approached the sisters of those afflicted with this deadly virus.
At first, it had just started as a means to save himself. After all, the all-powerful big boss and the big sister of his future was a legendary sis-con — he had to find a cure if he didn't want to die!
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~ To be continued ~
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