I, Mitsuki Asuka, walk in my childhood house, surprised to see everything sparkly clean. The floor is clean, the walls are spotless and the furniture, a few years old already, has no mold or weird smell. Its all homey and the way I like it.

(Asuka): “Thanks, Baa-chan! You kept the place sparkly clean!” I said to my grandma, Mitsuki Kaname, who looks just like my mother, but way older. She has aged well tough, gentle expression and dull, black hair that is starting to grey.

She’s surprisingly small, I stand a full head above her as I give her a warm hug.

(Kaname): “Oh, my boy, I’m so happy to see you again!” She says hugging me back. “Such a shame that Jii-chan isn’t home to welcome you!”

(Asuka): “Don’t worry about that Baa-chan! After all both of you are just on the next door!”

(Kaname): “If you need anything, just come and see us, ok? We’re always at home!”

(Asuka): “Sure thing baa-chan!”

She waves at me as she walks outside. It has been a few hours since Nee-san left me at my grandparents home and went o her own. After spending some time with grandmother, I’m now at my own home. I haven’t seen my grandfather yet though, since he went somewhere fishing.

Apparently, my mom told them the wrong day that I would arrive, they thought that I would get here tomorrow. I put down my luggage in the living room and look around. I asked mom to keep most of the furniture to save money and work for grandma, so most of the old furniture is here.

However, there’s a new tv, the old electric wiring was scrapped for a brand new one, there’s internet, and most of my electronics are to still arrive. So for now… I go to the second floor and open the door of my old room.

My old bed’s on the side, near the window, my now empty bookshelf on the side and the two electrical outlets where I’ll out a tv and a pc in the future, and my closet with the old paper doors at the wall. I put my case on the bed and approach the bookcase, taking my BoF (bag of Holding) with me.

I open it and start taking out books, enough to fill half of the bookcase. Of course, these are magic books. And of course, these are way more than it would fit in a backpack of this size. I have my clothes to put in place too and set some defenses too. After all, there’s no better being prepared than being overprepared.

(three weeks later)

Things have been getting better and better recently for me, Amano Yuuto. Not I just transferred last year and got popular in this school in the middle of nowhere, I got involved with some amazing stuff, and right now I’m like an anime protagonist.

I look at my left hand, covered in bandages, where I can draw amazing power from after that incident and smile as I walk towards the school. As I walk, I hear a worried, sweet and cute voice coming from my right.

(Yuri): “Amano-san, does your hand hurt?”

I look at the source of the voice, wiping the smile from my face.

(Yuuto): “Ah, sorry for worrying you, Otsuki-san. It doesn’t hurt, not at all! Your seal works wonders!”

I say to the girl beside me. We’re around the same height, I’m just a little taller than her, since she’s around 1,65 and I’m 1,70. With long, straight black hair tied in a ponytail with a red ribbon, black eyes and porcelain white skin and modest body, this girl is Otsuki Yuri, the daughter of the head of the local Shinto temple.

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She’s a Miko, ad priestess of the temple. And the one whose life I’ve saved two weeks ago. After I go the situation with my arm, she has been helping me to keep it under control, and in these last days, harness it. our relationship is a bit distant though, I wish I could call her by her first name.

She sighs, relieved.

(Yuri): “Thank god… if anything happens, let me know, ok?” She says, beaming a smile in my direction. Kuhuuu~~! So bright!

(Yuuto): “Sure thing Otsuki-san!”

She smiles, but she seems to become a gloomy afterwards. Eh? What happened? This is the first time that I have seen her like this.

(Yuuto): “What’s wrong, Otsuki-san? You seem a bit sad.”

I try to ask. She looks at me, surprised, and for the first time I notice the slight bags under her eyes. She hasn’t been getting any sleep?

(Yuri): “I’m just a bit worried, some stuff has been happening recently, and with Kisaragi-san arriving last week… I’m just a bit worried.”

Kisaragi Erika, a girl that came from overseas and is staying with her family at the local church. According the Otsuki-sand and her father, the head priest of her temple, her presence here is a bad sign.

(Yuri): “You need to be careful, Amano-kun. If anything happens, come straight to the temple, ok?”

I nod seriously. We walk some more of the way in silence, now seeing other students. The silence between us isn’t comfortable, but no awkward either. The conversation just died, and I couldn’t think of anything but the weather to start a conversation.

(Yuri): “Alright, Amano-kun, I have to go see the teachers. I’ll see you in class.”

(Yuuto): “Ok, see you later Otsuki-san.”

We split, and I walked to my classroom. I sat with my best friend, Yamasaki Yuusuke. He’s your average nerd, with thick glasses, long hair that bocks some of his face and pale skin. He’s also quite thin and unathletic, he spends most of his time playing games after all.

(Yuuto): “What’s up, Suke.”

(Yuusuke): “Yo. Had a nice time coming to school with Otsuki-san, eh?” He said in a flat tone.

(Yuuto): “Come on dude, don’t be like that.” We sat in our tables. “It’s not like we’re dating or anything!”

(Yuusuke): “Screw you, you asshat!” He scratches his hair, sighting angrily. “Why I have to be friends with the handsome guy in the class?”

I laugh, patting his shoulder.

(Yuuto): “Come on dude, I’m not that good looking! I’m not even that popular!”

Well, maybe just a little bit. I did get a couple of confession letters, but my heart is with Otsuki-san. We talk a bit more as people get in the classroom, sitting side by side in the double table, since this school has them since forever apparently. My pair is Yuusuke, we’ve been sitting together since we got in this school.

Otsuki-san unfortunately already has a pair, her best friend Komura Itsuka, who is also a cutie. As people enter the classroom little by little, Yuusuke pokes me with his elbow.

(Yuusuke): “Look, it’s Kisaragi-san!”

I look to where he indicated, pointing to a slender beauty with smooth skin and curly blonde hair, green eyes and curvy figure. Her face is delicate and stern, and she, Kisaragi Erika, is a fairly distant person. Since she got here, she hasn’t made any friends or talked more than a minute with anyone aside from the teachers.

She stares quite intently at me as she comes in the class, earning me a kick in the leg from Yuusuke. This is the second time this happens, since me and Kisaragi-san had something… called running away from the angry exorcist after a supernatural incident not far from the church. I managed to run away before she found out that it was me, but now she’s suspicious of me.

(Yuusuke): “Oh, right, there’s a new student.”

(Yuuto): “What? Again? And isn’t it a bit late for new students?”

(Yuusuke): “Yeah, I listened Tsubaki-sensei speaking with other teacher about it. Apparently she had some issues with her family in Tokyo and went off the island for a week.” He said, adjusting his glasses. “From a rich family, it seems.”

(Yuuto): “Wait, she?”

(Yuusuke): “Yep.” He said, smiling. “Mitsuki Asuka, new student.”

I shook my head, making an expression as if he was a lost cause.

(Yuuto): “Come on, it’s not like you have a chance…”

(Yuusuke): “Shut you, you god damned playboy. Let me at least dream.” He said smiling as he pushes my shoulder. We augh a little as Tsubaki-sensei enters the room. God, she’s pretty. Right now, she’s dressed as a genuine teacher, formal suit, high heels and glasses, with her hair tied in a bun. She’s the hot talk of the school every day, and she’s smiling…

That’s a bit weird, I haven’t seen her smiling even a single day. She puts her stuff in the table before clearing her throat.

(Shinra): “Very well class, after a few delays, I’m happy to welcome a new student to our class! Asuka! Come in!”

A murmur ran in the class, some of the boys started to get eager. Poor idiots, they’re way too excited for a new girl in the class. Not that I mind though, it’s always to have a new girl in class. But it’s a little confusing since a guy enters in wearing our school’s uniform.

He’s tall, and I can see from here that he is athletic. Black hair that goes straight to his neck, pale skin, handsome being a mix of European and Japanese, masculine and rough with black eyes. Not only that, he has an enviable body figure too, he looks lean and athletic even with the winter uniform. He gets to the blackboard, writing his name on it.

(Asuka): “Hello! My name is Mitsuki Asuka, Mitsuki written with “full” and “moon”, and Asuka written with “fly” and “bird”.” He gives us a beaming smile. “I actually used to live here a few years ago. I hope I can get along with everyone!”