October 28th, 2088

Today’s the day that I’ll have my confrontation with the executive.  Yesterday, a slave from the Cult came and told me that High Inquisitor Kovart wishes to meet at Bittergourd Canyon in one day’s time.  The message was as expected and I had already set-up my preparations there.  The only remaining unknown is how many people they will bring.  The number won’t change the outcome, but cleaning up a lot of corpses gets annoying.  It would be nice if the executive comes along as well, but it doesn’t really matter.  I know his face now so he can’t escape from me.

Currently all I have to do is get through this particularly slow school day and then head to Bittergourd Canyon for the show-down.  It’s physical education next and we’re headed to the indoor pool.  As expected of an expensive private school, they have an Olympic sized swimming pool indoors.  I started changing in the locker room as I looked forward to watching Reiji finally struggle at something for once.  Physical education is the one subject he has to try at and it never gets old seeing his haggard face as we exercise.

Reiji’s POV

It’s PE class now so I can no longer secretly play my galge games.  Normally I would be sad but instead I am super excited!  We are starting swimming today, so I’ll be able to observe the classic anime trope of guys drooling over the girls in their school swimsuits.  The girls will then be like “Hmph, boys are such animals.” and hijinks will then ensue.  It’s going to be awesome to watch!  Fufufu, I wonder how Minato will react when he gets a good look at Hikari. 

I had recommended that Hikari get a swimsuit that is one size too small to emphasize her physical appeal.  She was hesitant at first, but eventually agreed.  In all the animes I have watched with a swimsuit scene, the girl always gets the best reaction from the protagonist when she wears something that is particularly erotic.  Whether the outfit is too revealing or too tight, it’ll always cause the dense male protagonist to get a nose bleed.  There is no reason to think it won’t work in real life as well.  A super bishoujo like her will definitely turn heads. 

Watching and supporting Hikari’s attempts to romance Minato has become one of my favorite pastimes.  It’s like playing a real-life otome game on super high difficulty!  Today’s event is a big one so do your best, Hikari!  It’s either that or Minato is in fact a dense harem protagonist and Hikari is the first of many girls to come.  Hmmm, that somehow seems more likely.  I’ve always felt that beneath Minato’s icy demeanor lies the potential to be a major playboy.

Oh, there’s Minato now… wow.  I knew Minato exercised a lot, but who the hell would have thought that he would be chiseled like a Greek statue.  What in the world is with that muscular definition?  Does he do nothing but workout and lift weights at home?  Or is it the fact that he has an American heritage mean he gains muscle more easily?  Does he even have an ounce of excess fat?  Minato is making all of the other boys in our class look like pudgy doughboys or skinny sticks right now.  Considering some of them are members of the baseball and basketball team that is a pretty incredible achievement.

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All the girls including the teacher were openly staring at him.  Most of them were turning red and some were even starting to breathe heavily.  Several boys nearby gave disgusted glances at them and I heard a “Hmph, girls are such animals.” Damn it Minato, stop screwing up all of the classic anime tropes!  The cause of the commotion in question showed absolutely no self-awareness as he walked over to me.  “Hey Reiji, are you looking forward to class today?”  Minato asked in an even tone.

No one else could see anything other than indifference on his face, but I know better.  I know very well that he loves watching me suffer in gym class.  My effortless success academically seems to bother him for some reason.  “Yes, it’s swimming after all!” I responded happily.  “Ah, I see.  So you’re a pervert who wants to oogle at the girls, right?” Minato nodded to himself as if having a revelation. “NO! That’s not it!  And don’t say it so loudly!” I hastily scolded him.  I forgot that deep beneath that serious exterior lies a wicked sense of humor.  Minato ignored my scolding as he started to stretch.  I could see all of the girls’ eyes follow his every movement.  *Sigh* This is so wrong.  It should be a beautiful girl who is the center of attention of all the guys, it shouldn’t be the other way around!

Hikari finally arrived right when class was about to start.  I guess getting into that smaller swimsuit took her some time.  She looked very alluring, but everyone’s eyes were still glued onto Minato’s cut physique.  Hikari seemed annoyed, but then she caught sight of Minato and just like that was entranced with a bright red face like everyone else.  And since Minato wasn’t paying attention to anyone else and simply swimming, he didn’t notice Hikari at all. 

Wait, I saw him look over at Hikari just now!  Ok, let’s see his reaction… why is nothing happening?  Minato clearly saw Hikari in her outfit.  It was tight in all the right places and she was the epitome of any teenage boy’s swimsuit fantasy, yet Minato was completely unaffected.  HOW?!?!  All the other guys are hunching over after finally noticing her and yet Minato is standing as tall as ever.  I’ve underestimated Minato’s immunity to beautiful women in sexy outfits.  This was a major miscalculation on my part.  I just failed this event on the Minato route, didn’t I? 

Eventually class was over and we all headed back to our changing rooms.  My plan to watch classic scenes from anime failed and my plan for Hikari to get Minato’s attention also failed.  I was so looking forward to it too!  My eyes are not getting watery right now ok!  “Oi Reiji, what are you doing?”  I turned to look at my friend Minato who magnificently screwed everything up. 

Rivulets of water flowed down his skin and he looked like a damn supermodel at a swim shoot.  I could hear a chorus of steamy sighs from the girls as they looked at him.  If this was an anime, most of the girls would have died from blood loss due to excessive nose bleeds by now.  But yet there wasn’t a single nosebleed.  Today was just another awful day of exercise.  “Why do you mess up everything!?!” I cried as I ran away into the locker room, leaving behind a very perplexed Minato.