Chapter 238 - My SI Stash #38 - Summoned by Sereo (HighschoolOfTheDead)

-Imma have to put this one up since this guy is one of the few that's keeping HOTD fictions alive, and for an author with dyslexia he's doing alright with his SI in HOTD!

Sypnosis: OC that has seen the anime and is thrown into the HOTD world.

Rated: T

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Chapter 1-3 (exceptional)

Yet another sunny day

Then again most days are sunny here in Japan.

It has been about 3 weeks since I 'arrived' here, and I still had a hard time coming to terms with it to be honest.

Right now I was sitting at my desk, that was located at the back corner of the class

And while the class was still in session

I was just staring outside, towards the school's gate

I have always been fascinated by this country.

I grew up watching animated shows that originated from here, and it didn't take long before I started playing video games, I've actually lost track of how many hours I spent on both. Hell, even my initial understanding of Japanese came from these methods of entertainment, and let me tell you...right now,it all feels...like total...bullshit

While I was in my own world, the sound of the bells echoes throughout the school signaling the end of the session

I snap out of my inner thoughts and get ready to pick up my stuff only to see the teacher gesturing me to go to him.

(...ughh...good job me, that's what you get for staring outside like an idiot in plain sight. )

"Naier Sepfier?" the middle-aged man had a permanent frown on his face, his eyes pretty much telling me, i would rather be at my local cafe playing mahjong, rather than waste my time on your sorry ass.

"Yes, sir" I answer

"I know you came here as an exchange student, but it has been three weeks, I would prefer if you actually paid some attention to the classes you are supposed to be present at Sepfier."

he practically drilled holes into me now, I guess to him, not paying attention equals to me not respecting him, not that I'm surprised though, teachers can be like that.

"Yes, of course. I am sorry, it will not happen again" I answer once more, trying to sound as honest as I can

"...Good, you may go now" seemingly appeased with my answer, the teacher returns to his papers and signals me with his hand to leave

I pick my stuff from the desk and head outside

(While I really didn't give much of a damn about the ramblings of the middle-aged man, it's not because I have something against him. It was because soon, none of this crap would really matter...)

I close the class door behind me and start heading towards the school gym.

(This break should last about 40 minutes...it should give me enough time)

looking at my watch I nod to myself and start heading towards the stairs.

(For the last month since arriving to... let's just call it Japan for now.

I have been pushing myself non stop. From physical training like running, sprinting, parkour and endurance tests, to looking up guides on how to use tools and weapons.

Hell, I even took classes in armed self-defense and went to the gun range, multiple times a day too.

Also, as I am still a high-schooler, aka under-aged, meaning I had to go the extra mile to get permission to be allowed to even enter the gun range.

All of that, because...I was scared shitless...still am if you think about it.

As one might expect these things cost, and they cost a lot.

While not official yet, I was actually in pretty heavy debt, I had already locked the credit card that was given to me, and also sold everything inside my house in order to...finance my madness.

My bet was, that soon this debt will no longer matter... or, well, I just dug myself in a pretty deep f.u.c.k.i.n.g hole)

While walking down the stairs my thoughts got interrupted again as I saw another school kid leaning against the railing, his face having the words *dejection* written all over it.

(And then, there's this guy, same spot, since the first day i arrived, with the same depressed attitude.

Truth be told though, I had a couple of reasons to cringe, seeing that guy.

The first one being, that for all his depression, this guy is actually what you might call 'The very f.u.c.k.i.n.g lucky one' and now that I was here in the flesh, I was actually pretty jealous of him.

The second reason though, oh the second reason made my stomach tie up till I wanted to throw up, the reason was simple really.

I knew the guy, without actually knowing him and not in a stalker kind fashion, I don't swing that way, no thanks.

That was Takashi Komuro and his existence here verified that things will go bad...very...VERY bad.

It also verified that normally i should NOT be here)

I slowly walk up to the Takashi after descending the stairs

(i was never good with socializing...but...well...f.u.c.k it...time to creep out the dejected dude, this needs to happen)

"Excuse me?"

(I am far more nervous than I'd thought I'd be, am I really that bad at striking up conversations with strangers?)

Takashi seems to react to my voice and turns his head to me, one eyebrow raised in question, staring at my face with an odd expression.

"What...who are you?" He asks

"Naier Sepfier, i am a transfer student.

Look , I didn't mean to bother you, but ever since I arrived here I keep seeing you on the same spot every day, with a dejected look on your face...you ok?"

i fold my arms while finishing my sentence (yu-ok? Really? Is that the best I could come up with?)

The guy just...stares at me...i don't know if he is surprised or just plain annoyed

"...i been better...why do you care though?"

He turns his back to me and stares outside

"... The only answer I got is, just as I mentioned. Always seeing you here looking like you are about to jump off"

(Well shit, I can't tell him, Hur Dur, I know stuff, plus he doesn't seem to be in a talking mood anyway)

"huhhh...well, my bad, didn't mean to bother you...i will get out of your space...just don't go off doing something stupid all right, no shit mode last forever."

I rase both my arms as i turn around

(Yea...stuff can always get worse, much...much worse...for the rest of the world at least)

I start walking away from Takashi

The only thing i heard from him, was a sigh.

I leave Takashi to his vices and head down towards my initial location, the gym.

And a couple of minutes later i was there, with the only person in there, being me.

(No surprise, that is why I decided to come here in the first place, most people are probably eating or relaxing right now...well whatever, got my spare shirt in my bag so...it is time to run some laps.)

And with that i start a jog, running around the gyms track

As I keep running around the gym track, I tried to empty my mind so I could focus...

Yet all it took for my focus to get messed up, was for me to look up and see the school's banner

(Fujimi Academy...)

"Why the hell am I even here" I curse under my breath.

That's all it took for my mind to start wandering again.

I stop running, massaging my head with one hand.

"I need to collect my thoughts here...I am running short on time...and I need to make the best of it while I can...focus goddamn it"

(My name is Naier Sepfier I am 17 years old,

I am an exchange student from Europe, I can speak English and Japanese...why did I say Europe and not an actual country?

It's because it doesn't matter right now, what matters is where I'm at, Fujimi academy, in Japan

With three days left before shit hits the fan...and what I mean by shit...well i mean the god-damn end of the word via an express zombie shit storm,

As to why I know all this crap? It's because I've seen it...and not in any future vision type of bullshit.

...I have seen it...in a god-damn anime...hehh...yea, even when I say it to myself it sounds ridiculous

If somebody told me I would be waking up in a damn anime, I would kindly ask to be one that death is banned.

Death huh. I have been thinking about this since I arrived here. As to why am I here.

Maybe... maybe I died? And now I am here because... I don't know, illuminati and rainbow puking unicorns.

I mean I KNOW who I am, that is why I know what is supposed to happen

I also remember other parts of 'my' life pretty clearly...like when I got enlisted for mandatory army training because my country is moronic, or when I got my first video game

Though there are some things that I have forgotten, like my old native language for example.

But, I also know who I am now or...who I was in here

It feels more like switching a hard drive in my head, with each drive having a different past)

"Ughhhh...there is no point thinking about this now, I need to focus on what is to come and be as prepared as I can be... luckily for me...there is a silver lining"

(The body I woke up with was not the one I remember... I would be dead and doomed if it was

While i was no Kohta, I definitely was not athletic

This body on the other hand was, above average to say the least and this last month I literally pushed it as hard as I could

And it was paying off, I was getting faster, my reflexes were quicker, my swings carried a good amount of force and I could go on for quite a while without running out of breath, physically I felt prepared.

Mentally on the other hand...i was a roller coaster of wrecking balls.

I was not actually a hundred present sure what would happen when day z arrived.

If the whole thing won't happen then I will be chased down by debt collectors... or it does happen and I get stranded all by myself.

No matter how strong I become I cannot survive alone, this leads me to what really kept me up at night,

The story followed Takashi and his team, so i know only what will happen to them, that means that I really needed to join Takashi's team of survivors

If i want to use my knowledge)

"also i really don't wanna end up all alone or tread in the dark in a god-damn zombie apocalypse"

And well, I gonna be honest with myself here, Takashi is a cool dude and all

But if he is going with a trio harem again, I might wind up trying to go all commander c.o.c.kblock on his face.

Yes, I'm salty, if he likes Rei so much to be depressed over it for this long, then he can keep it in his pants, thank you very much... I am actually feeling bad about Kohta now, knowing what he had to deal with, with him having a crush on Saya and all)

"...Ok...i have relaxed a bit... now focus, keep training.

I will worry about Takashi and his group when i get to them...because first I need to actually get to them...

...if I keep freaking myself out every time I try to think about it, I am gonna be the first one to kick the bucket too."

I pump myself up and start running again, i know better than anybody after all, that soon, everybody will be running with me.

Chapter 2

3 days until Zday 0

The room was dimly lit, the furniture that used to decorate it gone, sold off. With the exception of a normal bed and a desk with a computer and a printer

"maybe selling the fridge so early was not my smartest idea" I say to myself while looking at what used to be a kitchen, both the fridge and the kitchen were missing, fast food packages littered the counters that were fused to the walls

"If the landlord sees this, he is going to shoot me in the face with a rocket launcher, thankfully he should not return until the end of this month and the world should go to shit before that happens, so I can probably get away with selling off everything in here."

While I felt like shit for stealing from the landlord, as the furniture did not belong to me. I had already decided that I would use everything in my possession to make sure I was prepared for the upcoming panic.

I turned my head to the computer screen, the words *the thinnest part of the skull* typed in the search bar

"Pterion...so hitting or better yet stabbing sideways is the best way to deal damage to the brain after all.

Come to think of it, I wonder if the reanimated dead have a fragile skull, or Takashi and his group can swing stuff around with the force of a truck because if I remember correctly they were cracking skulls open from every direction possible.

I hope it is the first or I am o-so screwed"

Next to the computer laid several stacks of printed papers

from manuals on how to use and maintain several guns, including the ones that I know Takashi's team will find later

To methods for breaking somebody's neck, cleaning blades, and silent running, among other things that would help me survive a jam

There was also a credit card and a small notebook on the desk

"While I do not intend to pack anything on me, I better make sure i don't sound like a dinner bell when i have to move. After all, I intend to be the one that 'checks' Saya's theory."

I say to myself while picking up the papers that had methods on how to make your movement silent

from running in place in whatever gear you aim to carry, to using tape on the things you have in your pockets and how to stop your shoes from squeaking.

I put the papers back on the desk and pick some of the gun manuals.

"I can also use these to get close to Kohta...having an acquaintance in the group can make quite the difference, plus it will make it easier for me to explain, why i could shoot the damn things in the first place."

I lift my head and scan the room, my eyes fall to the locked credit card that was resting on the desk, it was given to 'me', before arriving in Japan

"You know if the outbreak won't happen, I will have so much to answer for... I don't even know what happened to the one who was me before me."

I take the phone out of my pocket and look at it.

Turing the phone around i open the cover, remove the battery and take out the SIM card putting it in the desk drawer.

"With three days left I have to put everything I got for what is to come and hell knows i can't keep my mind focused if this thing keeps reminding me that i am no longer me every time it rings. I can't save everybody, hell I don't know if I can save myself and I can not afford any distractions."

I pick up the small notebook and flip it open.

In it were schedules written with 2 different colors of black and red.

The black ones were the times I went to the shooting-range, the red ones were self-defense lessons, mostly armed ones, as I don't think I wanna punch a zombie in the face thank you very much

Most of the cash I acquired from my, not so proud actions was spent at the gun range, I actually had to go to several of em till I was able to convince one of the range owners to use the gun range, of course the fact that said I would pay extra probably help him make his decision

"I pretty much turned the furniture into bullets if I think about it"

The rest of the cash went to food and driving as I was 17, and neither me, nor the old me knew how to drive

(Was Japan's minimum legal age for driving always 18?)

I was totally lost behind the wheel, be it car or bike, and once again i had to pay quite the "extra fee", just to get the teacher in agreeing to help me

(I guess with enough cash an underage can get behind a wheel as well as behind a gun and it is not like I am going to need a license for either of those, also knowing how to drive can help me if the outbreak won't happen...

And...great, now i'm thinking like a frigging fugitive)

I thought about buying bite-resistant underclothes too, but I would have one hell of a time trying to explain why I was wearing that in school

same goes for bringing weapons, even if i could manage to find a blade that was long enough for me to not risk shoving my hand in a zombie's mouth, i could not think of a good reason as to why I had such a blade with me in the first place

best I could do for the equipment was to gear up along with the rest, or help them gear up faster.

I looked over at the calendar on my PC screen, with only 3 days left before the "all you can eat day", I decided that it was time for me to check where the school holds its sporting goods, and to make my "accidental" contact with Kohta

But first, I was going outside to get some air and buy something to eat for tomorrow morning, then go to sleep, the whole thing was making me feel sick with anxiety.

2 days until Zday 0

*Annoying alarm noises*

The alarm on the phone starts going off, signaling me that it is time for me to get off my ass and get ready for today.

Slowly I get up to a sitting position and shut the annoying phone down, after that, I just stared at the wall in front of me for a while.

"I sorta expected to have a nightmare again, I guess I must have gotten thick-skinned"

I look to my right seeing the desk with all the papers

"Right...Kohta-papers-guns-meeting"

I get up from the bed and head to the bathroom to wash up.

Funny as it may sound the bathroom was the only place I decided I will not touch, nothing was missing from here. I quickly shake off any sleepiness i had with a couple of cold water splashes in my face and head back out, grabbing the packaged food I bought last night.

(So much junk food can't be good for me...) I head towards my desk with the bun in my mouth, picking up a stack of papers that had a Mossberg 500 Cruiser Pump Action Shotgun printed on the front image

That should get his attention so I can strike up a conversation with him...wish I had a stapler to keep the papers together though.

I shove the papers in my bag that was sitting next to the desk and prepare to leave. Opening the front door, I am greeted with another sunny day... Calm before the storm as they say, I turn my head back to my apartment and look inside.

"2 days left, after that it sink or swim."

Closing the door behind me, I head off towards the school, if all goes well i will end up with a new friend today...and god knows i need some good news in my life right now...

Chapter 3

2 days until Zday 0

(Alright, let's go over today's plan one more time)

Right now i was standing next to the entrance of the school, looking at the building that was towering in front of me

(My two main targets for today are, Kohta and the school's equipment.

I could start by looking around my class as I'm going to need a good location to hide things that can cave somebody's head in, maybe one of the unused lockers nearby? When the panic starts it will be easy to find an excuse for why i had a weapon like a bat with me, think i will also stick with a normal bat cause you know what they say, don't fix it if it ain't broken.

The school definitely has bats, since Takashi will be using one later and I've also seen them being used in some activities. I also have seen where the teachers take the equipment to store them. Problem is they lock the door, so i will have to find a way to get in there and 'borrow' a bat. Then get out without alerting half the school. )

Going to the storage shed after the panic starts is also a big nope, it is outside the main building and i don't wanna be with the masses when they start to stampede towards the exits.

So that leaves me to..ughh lick up to the gym teacher today and carry the stuff to the storage i guess, then find a way to get rid of him so i can work in peace)

i start making my way towards the side of the school, PE classes were held there and the storage shed was also there, i had a little plan in mind, i just needed to check the storage, if i was lucky i might not have to do any of that bootlicking.

After making my way to the storage i look at the building. It was not too high, about one and a half stories tall, made out of concrete.

After checking my surroundings to make sure i won't have any unhappy surprises i walk towards the back of the shed, there was a small corridor-like space here, probably 2 to 3 people could fit next to each other, i walk inside checking the back of the shed for a good ol structural weakness, a window and a window did i find, wide-open practically begging me to climb in.

"Well, guess I won't be bootlicking any teachers, thank god for that"

The window was a small one, probably 40 to 50 cm wide and on a height that even if i raised my arm and jump i could not reach it.

i was about to leave my bag on the floor and try to reach said window, when i heard the bells ring out.

(Alright, I know how I'm getting into, but i got no time left. All i need to do now is find where i will stash my killing tool and i am golden in that part)

Smiling to myself, I walk back out and head back to the school.

While heading to my class, i kept an eye out for any location i could use to hide a bat...but no cigar, other than my locker but it was a bit too far for my liking.

Getting in the class and taking my seat i started thinking about my second target for today, Kohta

(He is probably a go home club guy and since he is still suppressing his anger for his, normal life as he calls it, he will probably act meek. I do not know where his class is at, but there is only one main exit, the school gates, i can wait there and 'accidentally' bump into him dropping the papers with the shotgun in the process, i just hope he won't get too startled apologize and start running or something.)

While i was in my own thoughts the teacher walked in and started the lesson. Not wanting another one on one with a teacher, i decided to pay attention to the class.

An hour and some minutes later the bells ring out once more. It was time to get to work again.

Walking outside of the class i saw the staircase that leads up to the roof

(i could go and leave the bat on the roof, but honestly, i don't wanna be up there when Takashi and Co. Appear, and while i got nothing against Rei, i don't want to deal with her self-absorbed hysteria, plus well, Takashi still likes her so, i will let him have that hug. So that's a no go for the roof.)

I keep moving around the hallway, but other than the occasional lockers there was nothing

"ughhh god-damn it, do i really need to put the bat in my locker"

Putting my back against the window and giving off a sigh, I close my eyes and move my head around causing my neck bones to crack, opening my eyes i stare at the top of the lockers

(The lockers are not high enough either, putting the bat over there will still let it visible, maybe i could just break my lock, go to the teachers office and tell them that my locker won't lock or something, ask them to give me a new one, these lockers use combinations, so they should have a book with the combinations for all the lockers somewhere, yeah, let's do that)

"At least the teacher's room has air conditioning"

i started moving towards my locker when something clicked in my head(air conditioning...air conditioning?...AIR VENTS, god why did i not think of this sooner)

i dart my head around looking for anything that might look like a vent, the vents in this school were on the top part of the walls, and they were rather small, still, it was perfect, i go back to my class and spot an air vent that was not too far from my class probably half a class away

"this, is perfect i could hide the bat in there, as for the screws, i can go to the room where Kohta made his handmade gun, they definitely got screwdrivers there, and i think i will keep it too, even if unsharpened i could use it to stab zombies in the pterion...or whatever it was called"

With quick steps i head to the second floor, looking for any classroom that had equipment for construction, like drills, hammers and nails. 10 minutes in i come across the said room, lucky for me it was unlocked too.

(why do they leave this place unlocked in the first place, Saya and Kohta also just waltz in if i remember correctly, well no need to look a gift horse in the mouth, time to find me a screwdriver.)

A couple of minutes later and several fake 'i dropped my wallet here' to evade eyeing students, i come across a long, flat-nosed screwdriver long enough to be used as a last-ditch weapon if needed and the flat nose means i could use it even if the screws were cross-shaped, looking around to make sure nobody was looking at me

"yoink"

(I'm having too much fun with this)

i opened a hole in the inside pocket of my jacket with my new screwdriver and shoved it in its new home, then left like i just committed the heist of the century

(Getting the bat and opening the vent while the school is teeming with kids and a.d.u.l.ts is not gonna happen, either i sneak in during the night, or do it during the club times, meaning i got to meet with Kohta before doing any of this)

The rest of the lessons passed without anything notable happening, i left the screwdriver in my bag so i don't end up stubbing my guts, i checked the shed window a couple of times making sure it was still open, and then PE class arrived

(oh , is he going to be teaching class today? Then again, with the window open I don't really need to deal with the shed business)

Looking around the school ground i just saw that lady luck decided to be my best friend today, Takashi's class had PE as well, meaning Kohta was there. i didn't know if i could use this to my advantage though, I mean, i could just stare at the pink-haired firecracker while she was dishing out poison to any unlucky person that blew her already short fuse, Takashi was not there, obviously, Rei and Hisashi were being all sweets and honey, to the point that my teeth started to actually hurt, anyway time to focus on my class now.

Thanks to all the intense training I was doing, PE mostly felt like a joke now, so by the time we were done i had barely broken a sweat. As the students started going to the changing rooms to wash up and change i was wondering what to do. Do i volunteer to gather all the balls and equipment to the shed, i could hide on the bats in a bush and take it later to avoid all the shed window infiltration.

While i was thinking of what to do, i looked over to the other class realizing that everybody had already left. Nobody seemed to be gathering all the stuff they used, weird.

"SERPFAFIR IF YOU GONNA STAND THERE LIKE A DORK THEN START PICKING UP THE BALLS BEFORE I PICK YOU BY THE BALLS" Teshima yelled, causing some of my classmates to burst out laughing

(What an ass, wait, did he just call me Serpfafir? Get my name right you god-damn gorilla, it's Sepfier...i think. I mean it is since last month. Well, you all gonna die soon so enjoy it while you can, asswipes.)

Well so much about volunteering, guess i go with the initial plan after all.

After picking up the equipment my class used and dumped them in the cart, i start making my way towards the shed, Teshima in front of me

(i need to find a way to make the teacher leave, think Naier, think)

Reaching the shed Teshima unlocks the shed

"Put balls with balls bats with bats get on with it Sepifer i don't got all day, i am in a hurry"

(don't got all day huh)

i was trying very hard not to grin, as i walked towards the big basket that was filled with balls, 'accidentally' stumbling, falling on the basket. Then, there was chaos, over 50 balls flying all over the place, bouncing to freedom. I could hear Teshima screaming some incredible decibels, he must have said my name about 4 times, all 4 times different and all 4 times wrong, i was going to choke from holding my breath, cause i would definitely burst out in laughter if i tried to breath

"YOU GOD DAMN STUPID FOREIGNER AGHHHHH GET THE DAMN BALLS NOW, GOD I AM NEVER GOING TO LEAVE NOW AND KYOKO IS WAITING FOR ME"

His forehead veins had all pop out the guy was truly, really, royally pissed. I would not be surprised if he actually lunged at me.

(i go to convince him to leave now, he did mention Kyoko, so i got a plan to make this work)

"Sir, this was my fault, you can give me the keys and go if you want"

"BOY are you f.u.c.k.i.n.g STUPID, why would i give YOU the keys when you can't put a god dam ball, IN A BASKET!"

"If i lose the keys it will be my responsibility, also sir you will not miss your meeting with miss Kyoko"

Teshima just stared at me, seemingly thinking, then after about 30 seconds

"...You lose the keys, I will see to it you get expelled Sepafier" Teshima said throwing the keys next to me

"Yes, sir"

Teshima walked away, almost running actually, and now, i was alone

"...ppfffffttttt-AHAHAHAH" i could not hold it in any longer, i was about to fall to the floor laughing, like i just heard the joke of the day.

A couple of minutes later after i managed to get my bearings i got up and started putting the balls in the basket while eyeing the bats.

"Worth it, so f.u.c.k.i.n.g worth it" i still had a shit-eating grin on my face while i was picking up the seemingly unending amount of balls, this was the last class for the day, meaning i would miss Kohta but well i still got tomorrow and i regret nothing.

After about 10 minutes the balls have been reduced by half, it was then that i saw a cart coming my way

(it must be Takashi's class, sure took their time, wonder why the person took so long, it must be at least 20 minutes since i started gathering the equipment in the field. Oh god, i hope it's not Saya, or I'm gonna be hearing about how stupid i am for the next five minutes, once she realizes i knocked the ball basket down, then again most people would be thinking that so ughhh...guess I'm hosed)

Once the cart got near i could not believe my eyes, the one behind it, was Kohta seemingly looking down in the dumps

(Holy shit my luck today is off the charts, now I need to make a good first impression, see if i can get him to hang out with me)

after looking at the chubby guy for a bit i move out of the shed and open my mouth

"Hey there bro, bit late for the party, but come in, we got balls"

Kohta finally takes his eyes off his hands that lay on the handle and looked at me

"huh, what, what do you mean?" he asked

"ehh i kinda knocked over the basket with the balls and send em all flying all over the place" putting my hand on my hip and turning my torso to look back

"ohh" Kohta looks behind me seeing the balls that were still on the ground.

"Still, if you had arrived 10 minutes earlier you would have had the joy, of seeing Teshima sing opera, Viking helmet and all" I start chuckling from my statement

"So why are you so late anyway, if i didn't have my little 'accident' you would have been locked outside"

"I uhhhh, i"

His eyes were darting left and right

(He is thinking? What, he was stuck in the bathroom or something? Or...if i remember correctly Kohta mentioned that he got bullied by his class, so there is a chance they dumped this on him so they could leave early)

"Somebody dumped you cleaning duty?" i ask him with a straight face i didn't wanna laugh while asking him that, otherwise it would make it look like that i was mocking him

"uhh well, they did not really dump it to me, i just"

(Yep, definitely dumped it to him, well this can be a great chance and i got a good feeling about this, time to put plan 2 into motion)

"heh, relax, if people did dump it to you they don't deserve your restraint, they deserve a 12 gauge in the leg from a KSG"

While i did research about guns quite a lot, i did not really know how rare, or exotic each gun was, so i picked one i remember being good with a fancy-sounding name and used it.

Kohta looked at me for a bit, then looked back to the shed

"Actually a shot from a 45 caliber gun would be better, it would break the kneecap, but not kill causing the one you shot to survive, but the intense pain will probably make them pass out, after that they would probably need intensive medical care, which will still not be enough to actually completely save the leg as the shot would have damaged the knee cap beyond repair causing permanent disability, a 1911 or a P227 should be more than enough to get the job done too"

While i knew that Kohta was a gun nut, seeing it up close was pretty amazing

" I'm sorry, " he turns his head back down, probably thinking that my silence meant something negative

"That, was pretty amazing." I raise my eyebrows

Kohta looks at me, kind of slack-jawed

"You went from saying two words per five minutes to telling me an essay in less than ten seconds. Marked me impressed, i take it, you like guns?"

"mhm yea" he nods at me

(well i didn't expect him to go all starry-eyed and start talking like a maniac, but honestly, his reaction is a bit more lackl.u.s.ter than i expected...)

"Well, while i enjoyed our little chat, i still gotta gather them balls over there" i point my thumb behind me

"ohh yes, of course" Kohta looks back to his cart

"well the shed is kind of a mess right now, but you can probably empty the ropes, as i have cleaned that spot " i say as i start going back into the shed picking up the balls and putting them back in the basket

"hmm ok i will do that" Kohta pulls the cart in the shed and starts unloading the equipment in their respective places

"say have you ever shot a gun?" i know he had already gone off to USA and trained with that contractor, but i just had a very crazy idea, and i liked that crazy idea

"Ah yes yes, I have, i have shot with multiple weapons actually" Khota didn't stop unloading the cart

"Interesting, tell you what. I know we just met like what, five to ten minutes ago. But you seem to be a cool guy and the only reason you are actually here is because some retards forced their work on you, how about i help ya turn this around."

"No, it's ok i don't really mind bu..." Khota didn't manage to finish his sentence before i spoke up again

"Oh ok, i was going to head to the gun range after this, seeing how you like guns so much i figured you would like to hang out there with me, but if you have other stuff to do i get it"

'CLANG' i turn my head around to the noise and see that Kohta has dropped a wooden bat, seemingly frozen, staring at me.

"The, the gun range? But you are not 18, you cannot go there" Kohta's eyes were wide open expecting my answered

I smile, putting the last ball back in the basket

"Well normally yes, but let's just say I made the gun range owner make an...exception, don't worry, no violence or blackmailing" i say raising my hands up

"So, you in or im going by myself"

Kohta's eyes were practically glowing now i know he wanted to come, he was probably trying to be cautious as, well he just met me what, 30 minutes ago, i just hope tha...

"YES I MEAN NO, I MEAN I AM COMING TOO"i probably just made this one of the most exciting days of the month for him, at least until the zombies decide to come knocking

(Nice that was better than i expected)

"Alright, once we are done from here i gotta return the keys to 'sir opera singer' wait for me outside the school gates after that, we go ahead to the gun range"

"OK" Kohta just darted out of the shed,

(i don't think i ever saw him run this fast, he also forgot to put all his stuff from the cart back to the shed, o well i guess i will finish it for him, also know that he is gone)

i grab a couple of bats, testing them out, finding one i consider to be in top condition. I take it with me locking the shed behind me

(Except if they decide to do a count on the equipment tomorrow nobody will realize this one is missing, now i need to figure how i will get this to the vent next to my class)

i look at the school from where i am standing, seeing silhouettes walking in the hallways.

(no good, there is no way to take this bat up there undetected AND unscrew the vent, guess i will be coming again, after it is dark, this is just a school after all, it should not have too many guards, and the guards them self's might just be teachers)

I hide the bat in a bush nearby and head towards the school staff room, to give Teshima back his keys. After arriving at the staff room and giving the keys to the first teacher i saw, saying that they are for Teshima, i head to my class and take my stuff. I actually waited a bit to see whether i could unscrew the vent now to save time, but it could not happen, a random person occasionally passed, not giving me enough time to take a chair and climb up and unscrew the thing. So i left to find Kohta at the entrance

Back at the entrance, Kohta was waiting with his arms folded, looking at the floor and occasionally at the school gates. I walked out the front door, heading towards him, once he raised his head again and sees me, i lift my arm up to about head high.

After i was close enough.

"Hey there commando ready to go shoot some guns?" i say to the guy while he starts smirking

"Always, oh and by the way, my name is Kohta Hirano"

"Naier Sepfier, well then Hirano lets get going, oh by the way you can call me Naier, my surname's a mouthful"

"Alright, and you can call me Kohta" i extend my arm to Kohta for a western-like handshake which he returns.

"Well then Kohta, let's get going, we are walking there" i say preparing to hear the...

"EHHHH, must we? I kind of... hate walking" Kohta's shoulders dropped

"yiap, think of the guns Kohta, oh and check this out " i show Khota my 'initial plan' of papers

"that's a Mossberg 500 Cruiser Pump Action Shotgun" Kohta says while watching the image of the gun on the first paper

"yea I'm gonna be trying something like that one, or at least one of its versions, check it out while we head there and tell me if there is something extra i should know" i say while handing the papers to Kohta

"Sure thing" that's all he said before starting to read the papers

(...i should make sure he does not get run over by a car or something)