I am at school right now. It is much bigger than I thought it would be. I started looking at a map that, luckily, the school provided at the entrance.
It was gigantic. Even a damn zoo was smaller than this thing. Different buildings were everywhere.
There were around five playing courts and a sports pool.
But I could see one that stood out because it was away from the buildings and entertainment courts.
The famous Occult Club.
This was in the middle of a field within the old academy, set up like that to give the appearance of being an occult club.
It would look good, given what that club does, but knowing the truth, I know perfectly well that this is a pretty good front. They could do whatever they wanted, train with swords, magic, or hand to hand combat, without any kind of impediment.
I listened to the bell and noticed how everyone was heading back to their respective classes.
Damn, I have to hurry.
I said to myself as I continued searching.
What class will I get?
I do not really remember exactly. My memories of Motohama are too blurry.
Maybe if I just hover my finger, my body will react and tell me which class I need to go to.
Even the buildings have different features and different classes. I wonder if, without so much corruption in my country, we would have schools like this.
"Motohama."
I heard a voice, and my body reacted automatically upon hearing the name. I think that would be a relief. It would be very difficult to relate to a name that is not mine, or at least to get used to being called by this new name.
Standing before me was none other than one of the Student Council members, Saji.
I did not really like this guy. He was too annoying, but I understood his literal meaning a little. It is hard to see the girl you like become interested in someone else.
Although his appearance was more of the same, a guy who seemed to be wearing cosplay, it was stranger considering he did not have Japanese features either.
"Hello? If you are wondering, I was already on my way to class."
I said, a little surprised that the blond guy was looking for me. Maybe, knowing what this pervert used to do, he thought I would go somewhere to spy on someone.
"What are you planning?"
He asked me, looking somewhat annoyed. But for some reason, his posture was much more serious than usual.
I knew his demeanor was more one of pride and arrogance.
But he felt different.
"What are you talking about?"
I asked, not understanding his obvious suspicion. I was truly confused. It was a pretty firm stance, more than I would expect from a guy like him. Or maybe I had simply been underestimating him all this time.
"Do not play dumb. I know perfectly well that, of the three of you, you are like the mastermind."
I did not know that. I only knew that of the three, Issei was the most perverted. I knew practically nothing about Matsuda.
I simply thought he was a background character, just like Motohama.
But knowing the facts, I wanted to clarify the situation.
"I just want to change, to stop being a pervert. Is that not what you all were looking for?"
I said, already a little stressed, since it was taking me a while to memorize the whole map.
"I do not believe a word you say. You must be up to something. I know it. You are not like that."
Saji said, a little annoyed that I was not looking him in the eyes. I was really confused and still getting used to this body.
"Saji, stop for a moment."
I heard a girl's voice, and when I turned around, I saw that it was Tsubaki, the vice president of the Student Council.
She had extremely long black hair, and to my surprise, she was taller than me. But knowing I am in a completely different body than my own, I should get used to seeing people taller than me.
"Sorry. I guess I get a little carried away with this fool."
After he apologized, she turned to look at me. I could feel her judging me just by looking at me.
"The president is calling you. She has something important to discuss with you."
She said it in a very serious and firm voice, as a member of a council of that kind should. After all, I was in a country where practically all education was a joke, so nobody really cared.
I had no choice but to follow them both to the Student Council.
In the hallways, I could see that many people were murmuring, some smiling, especially the girls who thought I was going to be expelled or something like that.
I just hope that idiot did not do something so incredibly stupid that I get kicked out. It would be so anticlimactic to be in this world and get kicked out without even being able to do anything about it.
We walked, I think, up to the third floor. This academy was truly gigantic. The main building alone must have at least seven floors.
From what I could see on the map, this school could accommodate at least ten thousand students.
This was also because classes were sometimes mixed, so they could do these kinds of things without any problem.
We came to a door that, although it was in Japanese, I could read perfectly.
"Student Council."
I muttered to myself.
Tsubaki knocked on the door, and immediately a "come in" was heard. There, seated at her desk and reviewing some papers, was Sona Sitri. Student Council Leader and, secretly, at least to humans, a high class demon, heir to the Sitri Clan.
Despite everything, her appearance was quite ordinary. I would even say that in my home world she would easily go unnoticed, unlike practically everyone in this world, who stood out for one reason or another.
"Shinya, you can take a seat."
The girl with short black hair said this in a rather serious voice. I nodded and took a seat across from her.
When I took my seat, I noticed something strange. There was a dark heaviness around the place, almost as if I were at some kind of funeral.
"Shinya, you are aware of what you have done, right? You know that this could lead to your expulsion?"
She told me in a calm but very serious voice. She looked at me with her violet eyes, the only normal feature she had, and one that could easily be covered with contact lenses.
But now those eyes were staring at me. I thought my eyes were those of a predator without intention, but she did have intention.
I immediately bowed my head and looked away, making a typical Japanese gesture to apologize.
To my surprise, everyone looked confused.
"I am sorry. Yes, I promise to change. I will not be a pervert anymore. I can assure you of that."
I said regretfully. After all, I had to prove I was serious. This group had such a bad reputation, and unfortunately for them, they did not have a Sacred Gear, so no one ever took notice of them. Even as a spectator, you would never notice them.
I did not understand if, before even arriving, he had already done something to ruin the story, or simply removed a piece that never mattered.
Whether I was here or not would not really matter, but I really wanted to be a spectator to all of this.
Besides, this academy is extremely prestigious. If I want a future here, this academy can give it to me, since it is a school for elites.
"Your situation as a pervert at school is, of course, quite serious. It is a real headache dealing with all the complaints of perversion that you and your friends have caused. But now I have something more important."
She said this in the authoritative, serious voice that was so characteristic of her.
"Is there anything worse than being a pervert and spying on girls?"
Now I was really worried about what this guy had done. I thought reincarnation came with instructions, but I remembered that some reincarnations were meant to fix mistakes.
I really did not want this to be one of those cases.
The worst thing this guy could have done was cross the line with a girl.
"An inventory was taken in the infirmary a few hours ago, and it turns out that many pills used to treat insomnia are missing."
She said this while lowering her authoritarian tone and becoming much more serious.
I did not want to know what was going on here, and the accusation they were throwing at me was much more serious than usual.
"But what does that have to do with me?"
I asked, confused. I really hoped it was not what I was thinking.
Nothing like this had ever happened in the anime.
But thinking back, I did not really know much about this guy. The focus was always on the club, so it was possible that what happened was never shown.
"You were the last one to enter the infirmary yesterday, when the pills were still there. And now there is nothing."
She said this in a way that made me understand the seriousness of the situation. I did not like it at all, especially because of the way she was looking at me, along with the rest of the council.
"But I did not do it. I did not steal those pills. Besides, why would I want those kinds of pills?"
I said, trying to distance myself from whatever this fool had done.
"Maybe to drug a girl and take her to bed like a damn pervert."
Saji said this with clear annoyance, and the other members of the Student Council seemed to think the same.
"Shut up, Saji."
Sona said, silencing the blonde man.
"It is true that Shinya is not one of the best students. But he has not crossed the line yet. Still, you understand perfectly well what everyone thinks of you and why they believe you would use those pills."
Sona said this calmly, and even though I had defended myself, it was clear that she partially shared that opinion.
Franciel frowned, disgusted, knowing that even he would think that the perverted group would be desperate for a girlfriend, and seeing that with a harem, maybe he would cross the line.
"For now, I can't believe you, and with everything you already have on your record as a pervert, there's simply not much more that can be done. I'm giving you a three day suspension, starting now. And you're under threat. If you commit another infraction when you return, or if I find out about another perversion, I'll have no choice but to expel you permanently."
Sona said, annoyed.
"But... I... But you don't have the power to do that, only the director has that power."
I said that knowing that even though they had the student council taking over, this kind of thing should be more the principal's responsibility than hers or the council's.
She just looked at me and pulled out some small documents. Almost all of them were fully signed, all bearing the director's signature.
"The principal trusts me, that's why he's given me that authority when he's not there. We're currently looking into some school trips."
She said simply. I put the documents away again, leaving myself completely vulnerable in her hands.
I tried to say something, but nothing came to mind. What had this guy done? What was he really using those pills for, or was he just taking them for insomnia?
"But I"
"No buts. Your teachers have already been informed of your suspension. Now leave, you can go home if you wish."
She spoke in an authoritative voice, then returned to her paperwork. In the end, I suppose I had no other choice. I got up from the table and thanked her for the chat. All I could think about was pinching my finger and leaving.
As I walked through the corridors, I realized I was truly lost.
I sighed and thought about several things.
I looked around and in the distance, I could see the occult club.
I knew there was nothing there, and maybe even if there was something, I wanted it to detect my presence.
Although, if I remember correctly, all the members were in class. It would be close to the club.
It was annoying me and I just wanted to see that place a little closer.
(No, I'm already in too much trouble. If I go there, all I'll achieve is making the club interested in me for bad reasons rather than good ones.)
I sighed and just left.
It was pretty depressing being in this anime and not really seeing more than a little bit of the girls out of the corner of my eye.
I simply dropped out of school. I didn't want to go home anytime soon knowing what awaited me with that jerk.
I sighed and simply walked through the streets. At times, Motohama's memory worked.
From what I could remember, I knew how to get to certain specific areas.
So, with nothing to lose, I decided to go to those areas.
It was somewhat fascinating to see this whole place just by looking at it. If only three days had passed, it meant that nothing from the anime had happened yet, except for Issei's death. Unless I reign, I will reign.
I was really just sightseeing in a Japan that was more unanimous than Japan itself. After a long stay, I got tired of it.
It was fun and all, but the differences and comparisons with my world really gave me a headache that I didn't want to think about after the suspension.
I headed back home. Luckily for me, the guy who's supposed to be my father wasn't there. I went up to my room.
This whole life was truly awful. Now I had to deal with the consequences of everything Motohama had done.
(The only good thing is that I'll be able to explore the city a bit more and familiarize myself with my surroundings. The bad thing is that when I return, maybe all the girls at the academy will do something to get me expelled.)
That was all I could think about when I lay down on the bed. But unfortunately, I felt a sharp blow as I leaned back against the pillow.
"Ouch... What is this?"
I removed the pillow and was surprised by what I found. It was a large jar of pills.
I slowly picked up the small bottle with all the pills, but as I lifted it, I noticed it.
More than half are missing...
That was all I said as my hand trembled. What had this boy done? What was he doing? Why did he do something like that?
Really...
He...
...
With...
...
Did he commit suicide?
Now my hand was really shaking. Why? I slowly looked at my hand. My whole body was trembling.
I was in the body of someone who had just taken a life.
Despite what others might think, this was much more chilling than it seemed.
I looked back at the bed and noticed there was a note right below where the pills were.
I slowly took the note, even though I already knew what it might be. Still, I had to do it. Who was the boy I'd been reincarnated as, really?
I opened the letter.
I can't take it anymore. I tried everything, I swear, I tried everything. But I can't. I can't see it, I can't get over it. I just can't. My brother, I hope you'll forgive me someday for killing you. It was never my intention. My mother left after that. She wouldn't even look at me, and the few weeks she spent with us after you left were simply awful. Dad, on the other hand, left too. It's my fault. I know perfectly well that he can't stand the sight of me. We both have the same look, the same eyes, brother, but I can't even see anything anymore, that's why I decided to get glasses. But I know it's not enough. Don't you see? I know perfectly well, I know it's not enough. I started living a somewhat perverted life with my two friends. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry for leaving them, and especially sorry for Issei, who's finally about to fulfill his dream and have his own harem. Matsuda and Issei are going to hate me for all eternity, but I can't take it anymore. I'm sorry. There are so many things I want to say, so many things I want to do, but I can't bear this pain. Forgive me, my dear brother. If I could be born again, I would want to be your brother again.
When I finished reading the note, I realized I was crying. My body was trembling, and all I could feel was sadness.
Suddenly, a horrible headache came back to me again today.
"Damn it, not again."
I told myself as I felt the horrible headache.
Soon things flashed through my mind.
A party. My brother and I were on a boat.
I remember it. We got into a fight about something, but it ended badly.
The guy on the boat couldn't swim and wasn't wearing a life jacket.
But it didn't matter that he tried to hold on.
Something below cast a large shadow, and I looked at it.
It was like some kind of large fish. It simply mistook him for food and took him to the bottom of the lake.
Screams of horror.
"You killed him"
That phrase was repeated over and over again.
So many times that I couldn't count them all, and my head ached from just hearing the same phrase again and again.
Slowly, after almost an hour, my head began to stop hurting.
I saw the memories. Each one of them was both horrible and chilling.
After his brother died, they thought he did it on purpose. His family and friends thought he was a murderer ever since.
In the end, I suppose not all the blame fell on this specific moment.
This kid's life, despite being someone who was just there in the background to take up space or create random moments, was truly awful, and nobody seemed to notice.
Motohama, I'm sorry for misjudging you. I promise I'll take care of this body of yours. I may not know where you are, but I promise that at least this new life I got thanks to you won't be wasted.
"I promise you..."
It's the only thing I could really do. My head still feels scrambled and I don't know exactly why the fight happened.
But nobody deserved a life like those six shitty years that this boy had to go through.
"I think the first thing would be to train."
That's all I told myself, since really, even though I made the decision not to interfere in the story at all, I knew the threats were too many and that at some point I would inevitably run into one of them, even though the original didn't do the same.
I had to prepare for the worst, if the worst were to happen.
I wasn't unaware of the butterfly effect, and if Motohama was dead almost from the beginning, that meant there was already a big change from the anime and novels where he's still alive.
"Or so I think."
That this same thing happened in the original story is perhaps the case, since we never saw anything of their story at all.
The idea that he committed suicide and that some ghost possessed him to keep an eye on the breast dragon would be quite reasonable, knowing most of the enemies in DxD.
"I guess this is paranoia."
I told myself, shaking my head.
I simply sighed.
I decided to leave again. Now I didn't want to be in the room at all, knowing that someone had died there.
So I simply started pacing the streets again.