When we finally reached school, I was already tired despite it being only the beginning of the day.

'Damn that Mitsuki. Just how much stamina does he have. You can pretend to be at least a little tired you know.'

Sayokakushi Junior High School.

The school I enrolled to one year ago as a freshman. Since this is my second year at this school, I'm a second year too.

Oh! And I'm currently thirteen.

Since the three of us learn in different classes, we went our separate ways so as to enter another one of our hellish days at school and this is one of the reasons I've come to hate school lately.

Classes.

As I entered the classroom nobody paid me any serious attention cause as a mob, I don't attract too much attention except for my normalcy. But life like this isn't all that bad. I don't have people nagging at me day in and day out.

Sigh! I wish I had a lot of friends.

Now! Before we go further, I have to say in this class there are three faces in particular I don't want to see. There are two girls and two guys but I'll tell you about it later. Just seeing these three people is enough to make me cringe.

Don't mention it, I know I mentioned four people but the fourth person is so unnecessary to mention so it's better to forget about her existence.

"Good morning, Sakurai." A female voice called out to me. I wanted to ignore it at first, but decided to do otherwise.

"Hey Miss Kinoshita.", I replied bluntly.

This is Sayumi Kinoshita, our class representative and too cute for the count. Like she's super cute but my heart doesn't race for her like most guys do.

See, I'm a very loyal guy and my heart already belongs to someone very special.

And I promise, I won't be swayed otherwise.

"I told you not to call me miss when talking. We're classmates aren't we. Everyone just calls me Sayumi and you should too."

"Got it, Miss Kinoshita."

"Its Sayumi, S-A-Y-U-M-I! c'mon , Sayumi. Do you really want to make me look like a villain that bad?" she said with a pout.

'Do I really look like the kind of guy who would look at a girl who I once LOVED and treat her as a villain all because SHE…!'

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Yes! Yes I d-

Ahem.

I don't.

Okay I have something to confess.

Sayumi is my ex-lover. More like my second crush. Nah, doesn't matter. So I kind of did the most obvious thing you would have expected a normal person would to someone they love and was given the fastest rejection in history without consideration.

Case closed.

And it all started because she is too friendly with people so my male idiosyncrasies whispered to me that maybe she liked me in that sort of way.

So ever since, I haven't felt like we could actually hit it up. And the miss part is my respect for her as my class rep. No biggie. She has black silky hair of shoulder length but her most peculiar feature are her silver eyes which are very rare in this country and I have to say, THEY ARE VERY ATTRACTIVE.

Its like they were created just for sightseeing for other people.

Just those eyes alone are enough to give her a ten out of ten as they seem to draw the likability of both genders alike. Moreover, she has an everyone's friend persona to her and has the highest number of friends everywhere.

Although her body may be petite, which is currently going through puberty development by the way, it has its own certain charm that just makes you want to protect her fragility with everything you have.

Just imagine the level of delicacy you handle your glass of wine as you are taking a sip, the elegance you radiate as your fingers hold it with care, that's just how much fragile and how much people want to protect her.

Making her a difficult target.

"Not a chance. I swear on nothing." I said as I put a hand over my chest.

'I don't swear on anything.'

I don't hate her or anything.

It's just that I don't know how to react when I am around her.

"Is that a promise?"

"I promise it's not a promise."

".....!!!" she grumbled whilst she puffed out her cheeks still looking at me with teary eyes.

I'm particularly very weak against cute girls when they give me those eyes. Why?

Because I have emophilia.

In short, it's a tendency to fall in love easily with other people.

"Promise." She seemed satisfied as she went to greet other people who were entering the classroom. What a social butterfly.

Maybe she's just holding her position. Too bad the conversation was already over with that.

The reason why I know this is even after I got my deserts, I still relentlessly pursued her still blinded by the fact that she interacts with people who are clearly better than me. It came to a point where she developed the ability to swiftly evade every serious attempt I made.

Ouch.

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I went to take my seat which was close to middle of the class and slightly to the left near the windows. I have to admit, it feels weird to have people around you and not a single one you can talk to.

I wish I could have like one of those protagonist seats right beside the window where I could be in solitude and start daydreaming about a lot of miscellaneous things whilst staring out the window.

Well, one less point for a mob like me.

"Sigh…"

I sighed in resignation as I started eavesdropping nearby. Its not that I wanted to on girls' conversations but with the amount of decibels they were chatting with, I could have heard what they were talking about miles even if I didn't want to.

"So, this year is probably that year huh." One of the girls in that group probably said that.

"We get to turn into adults!!" unremarkable girl number two shrieked unremarkably happily.

"I know right, I can't believe by the end of this year we'll all have the same types of eyes, how creepy." the other replied.

"You call that creepy, I think its kinda legit. Its like we'll have superpowers." the third one interjected.

"You wish. Then how do you explain our parents?"

"Doesn't matter. Its still legit though."

"Yeah! I know! Its kinda legit how you can fall off unexpectedly when you are in the middle of the street." the second one replied.

"Now, that ain't legit Morioka. How would you feel if that happened whilst you were in the middle of taking a dump." The others laughed whilst she was pouting.

'Hey! What's funny? I can't seem to get the joke. Wanna fill me on how that was funny. How is getting unconscious in the middle of excreting funny?'

"Eeeeeeeeeeewww!!"

"Seriously."

"Manabe that's disgusting!"

"Those things are for guys."

Girls, I just can't understand them.

It was a group of four girls happily chatting together and among those four, one of them never said a single word because of her shyness. If you're that shy with them then why are they your friends?

I immediately lost interest in their conversation as I didn't know precisely what they were talking about.

Technically, no one in this entire world understands it either. You see, for everyone who has just turned into a teenager in the current year (13), their eyes practically glow a wave of different radiant colors at the end of new years' eve and eventually collapse soon after they glow.

The last day of the year we probably celebrate two holidays at the same time.

New Years Eve and Universal DET Celebration.

No one knows the cause behind this strange phenomenon but people suspect that it is the transformation from childhood to adulthood granted to every living creature.

Gradually it became known as the [Dalmur Evolution Thesis].

DET for short.

Dalmur was known to be a highly intelligent person with an IQ of above 290 in the history of this world.

Yeah, I know, it sounds exaggerated but the fact of that is true. In 1776, was when this theory was put to good use as it was the most rational one which perfectly dictates the reason behind the post-phase.

Creation of Dalmur's research has been compacted into various books and those are the very same books which are being studied until this day as not all of his research material has been deciphered yet.

This theory states this phenomenon as a process of discovering your true purpose for existence. After discovering it, your body goes through the necessary transformation so as to adapt to your purpose.

They say people who lose their minds at the post-phase have failed to discover it and thus after people have undergone this process, there have been severe psychological cases of post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD), memory loss, dual personalities or even complete personality changes of the individual self. Some become deaf, some become blind or even both rendering them completely useless and the worst one, being dumb.

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That wasn't right.

Being mentally retarded.

With some becoming limp or developing strange physical disabilities.

And so far, no one has recovered from such disabilities which incites a new fear into the new upcoming generations like us who are the next candidates to go through the process.

Are we going to survive?

What if I lose my mind?

What if I turn into a psychopath?

What if I suffer from memory loss?

What if I become useless?

Doctors, scientists have even tried to research what's behind the biology of the human body in order to try and find out the factor which causes this supernatural phenomenon but to no avail.

And strangely enough, scientists are the most resilient people on earth. Even after billions of billions of years into research, one might expect them to give up right on the spot but that curious scientistic blood just knows no bounds.

Every time it happens, there is always universal chaos as a lot of accidents happen to the targets at that time.

With only a cumulative rate of 87% coming out unscathed.

This event only occurs once a year on New Years Eve, a day just before the new year, which makes me very curious.

That's why on New Years Eve or Universal DET Celebration, it is required that if you're at the age of 13 that specific year then it's better to stay at home so that you wouldn't collapse in the middle of nowhere.

Even if you turn of age on the 30th of December or on that day, it will happen to you.

But sometimes I do wonder, is that really all there is to it? Is it just really phase to it or there's something more to it? Do we then have some sort of superpowers?

Nah, that's dumb.

If we would have powers, then why isn't even there one single adult who can use them or who has them in the first place.

I have never seen any form of supernaturality being performed in this world by adults not even once.

And it's not like every adult is intelligent enough to hide that information.

But that's a story for another time, we'll see when we get there.

Whilst its true that puberty really starts at an absolutely abnormal rate after the event, I have to ask why there are some girls who have started developing in terms of natural-given assets. Well, I'm not going anywhere with this. Better remove these thoughts before they turn into something terrifying.

And I have to say, when it gets terrifying, my wild fantasies about seeing erotic girls go beyond their limits.

At that moment, our homeroom teacher Momorioka-sensei silenced the class as she entered. The whole class got silent after she entered but not because she silenced the class but rather what she was wearing.

'What the hell is she wearing?'

I gulped as I feasted my eyes upon her. I mean, how could I not. The opposite gender really gets me going.

Her white long sleeve shirt was wrapped tightly on her huge G-cup bosom which was exposed for all to see. Even if she wanted to hide it, her breasts are just so huge but to think she would expose them like this, I think she may have a screw loose.

Furthermore the mini skirt she was wearing was so short that I could see her soft plump thighs and would leave too little to the imagination in order to visualize if had just been a little higher. Her high heels which were the same color as her black mini skirt gave her an adult atmosphere made her seem more mature as her height had been slightly increased.

Also her legs are long.

Oh! I didn't realize the first thing I started talking about was her chest.

I've seen these types of teachers in many er- never mind.

As a man of culture I have come to conclusion that with great culture comes great culturability.

Instead of calling her face cute, it's safe to say she was beautiful. Her bangs where neatly cut right above her eyes and if you looked closer, you would realize that she has long eyelashes. Black silky hair, black beautiful eyes, smooth skin…should I go on?

The old geezer of a principal must be a pervert if he lets one of his teachers dress as seductively as this inside his premises. She is like an unattainable flower since everyone dotes on her. And one more thing....

Shit! Another nosebleed.

Again.

I quickly rubbed my nose. What a pathetic virgin boy I must be. Picturing my teacher rudely like this? But isn't this half her fault for wearing something like that where there are also male students. I'm pretty shocked someone like this is still single, much less have a husband or a boyfriend.

By the time I had realized everyone was back to their senses and were staring right at me instead.

Again.

'What did I do? Look at her not at me.'

Did I perhaps stare too much. And why are all the girls looking at me like I'm gross. Not you too, Sayumi!! And why also you Sensei you are the whole reason for this?

I started hearing comments from the girls like,

"I guess some disgusting perverts never change."

"He should have been used to this by now."

"I'm tired about commenting about this every single time."

"Let bygones be bygones."

"At this rate he'll never find a girlfriend."

And so on.

Apparently, I was making a sly dumb smile on my face accompanied by drool and I quickly rubbed it away. But it was already too late as people had already labelled me as the biggest pervert in class.

But its not my fault. It's the other guys who are not normal for reacting that way. I mean we all used to react like that at first.

I pretended as if nothing had ever happened as we dived into the lesson. But to tell you the truth, I was still checking her out for the whole of the lesson.

'Thank you for being my teacher Momorioka-sensei. I swear I'll engrave your sexiness into my unrefined eyes!'

Again.

And I sure did spend the whole of her lesson whilst my crotch was on high alert.

Again.