"Nnrg... Ah!"

I accidently rolled off the bed again... this bed is really high off the ground, which is I suppose is good because it wakes me up. Anyways, I need to hurry and make breakfast before Hise wakes up. Hise really outdid me with his giant stack of pancakes last time, so I need to do something even more extravagant.

It's only 4 AM, so I probably have time to run down to the market. I'll go turn off Hise's alarm just in case. I tiptoe into his room. His hair is a mess, like always, and there's drool coming out of his mouth. Oops, I’m staring too much. I barely keep myself from laughing when I think about how he'll react when he wakes up.

By the time I get everything I need, it's only 5. I can do this! During the parts when I need to wait for something to cook I go and start doing the laundry. Even though I like to mess with him, I actually owe a lot to Hise. He took me in 3 years ago when the shelter kicked me out. For that, I'll always be grateful. I wanted to work and split the rent with him, but he adamantly refused, so ever since then, I've been doing all the chores around the house. Of course, he has a problem with that too, which is why I make it a habit to wake up before him. Recently it seems we've been having a strange competition to see who can wake up and make breakfast first.

The other reason that I do some of the the chores is, well, it's weird to have someone else do your laundry. Though it might just be a result of me growing up in a shelter. I've never taken baths with others, shared laundry with them, or anything like that. I had to do everything myself at the shelter. Actually, it would be better if it’s just me, otherwise that would mean Hise finds it weird that I handle his clothes everyday.

Oh, there he is now. He woke up a little later than I expected, so the food is somewhat cold, but the shock of my breakfast is in the presentation, not necessarily in the taste. Hise shambles into the kitchen and rubs his eyes, looks at the table, then rubs his eyes again. On the table is a large cooked crab covered in butter, resting on top of a plate of salad, complete with a side of pasta.

"Kukukuh! What do you think, Hise?"

"H-holy shit... wait, you did the laundry already too?! What the hell, when did you even wake up?!"

"3 hours ago."

"Haaaaaa, it's really not necessary for you to go that far you know? How many times do I have to tell you it's fine if you don't do all of the chores."

"Nevermind that. We're going to be late! You woke up really late today!"

"Ah, is that so? My bad, Saya."

"I thought you said you would stop calling me that today since we're entering high school. It's because of that girly nickname that I got bullied so much in middle school, you know."

"Ah, is that so? My bad, Saya."

"Are you even awake?!"

"Haha. Yes, I'm awake. I'm jush meshing wif rou."

"Don't talk with your mouth full."

"Yes, Sayane-san."

"Uhm... you can drop the honorific. Also, I suppose it would be fine for you to call me Saya if it's just us..."

For some reason, Hise laughed really hard when I said that.

The two of us have to walk to school since we're too poor to pay for the bus. I'm a jobless failure of society, and the money Hise's parents send him only covers food and rent. It's not too bad of a walk though.

The entrance ceremony is being held in the gym. This is our first time at the school, but since the track is visible from the entrance, we don't have a hard time finding it. I'm finding the entrance ceremony extremely dull and boring. I notice Hise doesn't share the sentiment though. His eyes are glued to the girl giving the speech. This fucking playboy… does

he want to rebuild his harem already? I’m pretty sure some of the girls from his middle school harem still visit him too...

After the ceremony, we start heading to class. The classrooms are on the other side of school, so we need to pass by the front gate again. Unfortunately, we aren't in the same class this year. At least they're close by so we can still walk together.

Now, let me clear something up. Hise is a playboy who doesn't take school seriously and only ever tries to pick up girls, but he's still the only person who ever stood up for me. I don't know why, but he stood up to those bullies in middle school, and even took me in shortly after. I'll forever be grateful to him for that. Besides, it's not like I can be picky with my friends at this point.

My thoughts must be showing own my face.

"Hey, Sayane-san, that's a pretty deep expression. What are you thinking about?"

This bastard is still attaching the ‘-san’ for now reason.

"Well, I was just wondering... why did you save me, all that time ago?"

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"Hn? To be honest, that was just because I thought you were a girl,... I was really disappointed after I found out. By the way, what do you think that student reps sizes were? I was thinking 12-34-56, but with that vest, it could even be..."

[Author’s Note: I’m making up sizes because it’s too hard to come up with realistic ones. Feel free to use your imagination.]

I stop listening. What the hell? This guy was planning on inviting a ‘girl’ he barely knew to live with him?

"...out..."

Earlier, I was thinking that I can't be picky with my friends, but at this point, it might be that homeless and friendless would be better than hanging out with this guy. Seeing his harem all the time makes me super jealous too... Is he still going on about that girl?

"...LOOK OUT!"

I turn in surprise and see a truck coming down the sidewalk. The driver's eyes... he must be wasted. The truck is extraordinarily close. The entire world starts slowing down. I try moving out of the way, but it looks like I'm not going to make it.

I get ready to accept my fate, but then I feel a force on my shoulders. It's Hise. His face is contorted in desparation, and he's crying too. Haha, he looks so pitiful. At this rate, the one going to be hit by the car is Hise, not me. I feel like screaming, but my world is still stuck in slow motion.

Please, God, you have the wrong one. If anyone should die, it should be me. Rather than someone who has their whole life ahead of them, kill an unwanted failure like me instead! My life, no, my soul, I'll offer it to you, so please, just save Hise!

The truck rushes past my face and crashes into the school wall. Finally, a scream escapes from my lungs. I rush over to the car, and there's blood all over the windshield. I look inside the car, and the source of the blood is the driver. His face is smashed in and spraying blood everywhere. All the blood is on the windshield of the car. Hise's body is nowhere to be found. I'm really glad

I break into a large grin, and gradually, my screams turn to laughter. Eventually, I become aware of my surroundings again, and I notice I’ve been surrounded by policemen. Huh, why? I turn towards one of the policemen and try to open my mouth to ask questions, but I can’t. Oops, my mouth is stuck in a huge grin. I’m just so happy that God heard my wish! What, why is that nice policeman coming over here? I feel a large

When I open my eyes, I need to use my hands and feel my face to confirm that I did open them, because I can't see anything. My sense of gravity is really off too. To call this sensation floating would be somewhat off, because rather than feeling like I’m suspended in the air, it’s more like I don’t feel anything at all. I hear multiple high-pitched voices start talking in perfect unison, from all directions, interrupting my thoughts.

"Interesting. You're a very interesting person."

"W-what have you done with Hise?"

The voice(es) giggle at my question. The laughter is extremely loud and distorted. I'm beginning to get scared, but I won't stop until I find what happened to Hise.

"Don't worry, human. We have fulfilled our end of the bargain. That person is also really interesting, so we sent him to another world. We'll be sending you there too, so continue to show us interesting things, okay?"

The laugher/giggling started up again, but this time it only got louder, and louder. I squeezed my eyes shut and covered my ears with my hands. I don't know how long I stayed like that, but eventually I noticed the sound stopped. I also felt that my ears were gone, and I was only gripping my skull where I should've been covering my ears.

Was that entity some kind of evil genie? Maybe I accidentally wished for the sound to stop so it took my ears away.

Wait, I can still hear things though. I open my eyes, and see that I'm in a forest. I can hear the sounds of many footsteps, as well as some voices. They're speaking in some language I don't know... I see, this really is another world. But, why can I still hear without ears? Don't tell me, I turned into a skeleton or something... I'll be really pissed if that's the case.

I continue to feel around my head. My hair is longer now? It’s scarlet red and reaches all the way to the middle of my back. Well, better more hair than no hair. At least I’m not a skeleton. When My hands reach the top of my head, I feel a large pair of ears. More specifically, cat ears. I look down at myself to check for a tail too, and sure enough, there's a cat tail to go along with my ears. Moreover, there are two mounds on my chest that weren't there previously. They’re small, but they’re definitely there. Mmmm...

“FUCK!"