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gyaxaAkira: “Ossu! Helios! ~South Sector Edition~”
Brad: So this is Million South High…
Shortened to MiliSou, it’s a school towering in the South that’s managed over 1 million students.
It’s an inner city school with a reputation for housing a large amount of problem children. Fights and resistance towards teachers are an everyday occurrence here, so neighbors and students of local schools tend to be afraid of this place.
In such a lawless establishment, I, Brad Beams, have been hired here to serve as a school counselor.
Well then, time to discover what kinds of problem children are here.
Oscar: Akira! Otori Akira!
Akira: Hah? What, Mr. Musclehead? Ya need me for somethin’?
Oscar: You were playing with fire again on school grounds, weren’t you? The headmaster’s bust is surrounded with cinders!
Akira: It’s not like I was tryin’ to burn the headmaster’s bust. I just gotta voltage max every day, or I can’t calm down!
Oscar: And what exactly does that “voltage max” even mean?! You say those words every time, but their meaning utterly eludes me!
Akira: It’s when ya see fire that’s burning like “bwaaa!”, and ya go “gwaaa!” and get super pumped! And don’t come scolding me over every little thing, Mr. Musclehead!
Brad: Hm, so he’s committing arson on the school grounds on a daily basis.
Akira: Can I go now? Class is gonna start soon, and I’m sick of listening to your long-ass lectures.
Oscar: Wait, Akira, I haven’t finished yet! And your classroom isn’t even in that direction! I’m not going to let you slack off!
Akira: Agh? What the hell you grabbing my arm for? I’m free to go wherever I please, so let go!
Shit… What’s with this ripped bastard! Even though I’m trying to tear him off, he’s not budging at all!
Oscar: I’m not letting go no matter what. If you really intend to go, try taking me down first!
Akira: Hah?! Look at you spewing your mouth!
Brad: I suppose I should go and stop them now.
Will: Please wait a second!
Brad: Hm? Who are you?
Will: Ah, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Will Sprout, member of class 3-4 and president of the gardening club.
That Otori Akira guy over there is my childhood friend, and, well, could you wait a little more before trying to stop them?
Brad: Why should I do that?
Akira: Here I come, Mr. Musclehead! Eat my fist!
Oscar: Too slow! The time for retribution has come, go rest in peace!
Brad: What just happened?!
Akira: Haha, your blows sure pack a punch!
Oscar: Your punch was also pretty good. Your punches have gotten better and better with each passing day.
Akira: Hehe, that totally cleared my head! I guess I’ll attend class like a good little boy for today!
Oscar: Heh, you should be that obedient from the start. Don’t be late!
Will: Those two are trading blows like that practically every day.
The truth is, Akira doesn't really get along with his parents, and he tends to do things like start fires and skip school. I'm pretty sure the reason why he even bothers to come to school everyday is because of the attention Mr. Oscar gives him.
Brad: I see… that makes sense.
Will: Akira~!
Akira: Geh—Will…
Will: Good morning! You’re heading to class right now, right? I’ll go with you halfway!
Akira: Go by yourself. There’s no point in going together when we’re in different grades and buildings.
Will: C’mon, don’t be like that!
Will: (What do you have for first period?)
Akira: (You’re so annoying…)
Oscar: U-Um… Could you be the new teacher that will serve as the student counselor?
Brad: Yes, that’s correct. I’m Brad Beams, I teach world language.
Oscar: I knew it! I’m Oscar Bale, the gym teacher. I’ve heard various things about you, and have been really looking forward to meeting you!
To think you’re a student counselor professional who’s been to juvenile schools all over the country, and corrected countless problem children’s behavior!
I’m still a complete novice when it comes to teaching, so I look forward to learning from you!
Brad: That was a pretty interesting way of interacting with a student.
Oscar: Ah! So you saw that, how embarrassing…
Brad: I’d have some complaints if you were dealing corporal punishment, but it seems that’s not the case in your guys’ case.
Oscar: You’re the first person who’s ever talked about it that way!
Because everyone thinks this school is a lawless land, there have been quite a few complaints being sent from the PTA over it!
I know it’s wrong, but Akira always seems to be having so much fun when he challenges me, so I find myself going along with it every time…
Brad: It’s a complicated situation, huh. But I think it’s a good thing that you care so much about the students’ feelings.
Oscar: ! Mr. Brad!
Brad: It’s about time for me to be heading to the faculty room, but if you’re not busy at the moment, could you lead me there?
Oscar: Yessi— er, I’d be delighted! Please follow me!
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Brad: Sorry for making you end up showing me around the whole school.
Oscar: I don’t mind at all. School’s already ended, and I was the one who decided to in the first place.
Beyond the lockers over here to the North is the 3rd years’ building.
The classrooms for extracurriculars such as the art room and the music room—
Akira: Oooghh, Voltage Max!
Brad: What was that?
Oscar: A-Akira! What are you doing in a place like that—
Akira: Shit, I got caught!
Oscar: Don’t tell me you’re playing with fire again! …Wait, that’s an answer key for a test!
Brad: Otori Akira… he’s the student from this morning.
Akira: Hah? Who the hell are you?! Haven’t seen ya around before!
Brad: Committing arson on school grounds is rather problematic behavior. Why do you pull stunts like that?
Akira: It’s not like it matters to you. And you should be introducing yourself since we’ve never met before. Who do ya thin—
Brad: Answer the question.
Akira: Wha—!
Brad: Exactly what are you trying to do by acting tough and practicing these problematic behaviors? What kind of point are you trying to prove?
Akira: Hah? What kind of point I’m tryna prove… Well that’s being the strongest delinquent ever, obviously.
Reaching the summit through countless fights is my goal!
Brad: Strongest? Summit? You’re not being clear; exactly what will make you consider yourself satisfied?
Akira: Wha—! Shut it! It’s got nothin’ to do with ya! Tch, who the hell do you think you are…
Alright, I guess I gotta teach our new teach how things work around here. Hehe…
Oscar: Oi, knock it off, Akira!
Will: (T-This is horrible!)
Brad: W-What is it this time?
Akira: T-That was Will’s voice…
Oscar: It sounds like he’s near the courtyard.
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Akira: What’s wrong, Will?!
Will: A-Akira!
Oscar: What on earth is this… All of the flowers in flowerbed have been reduced to ash!
Will: That’s right! I came here to water the plants as part of my club activities, and found this…
Oscar: What a cruel act… Who on earth would’ve done this?!
Akira: Hm? Hey, I feel like everyone’s looking towards me… So you’re all suspectin' me, huh?
Will: S-Sorry, Akira… In this kind of situation I usually end up looking towards you, but I swear I’m not suspecting yo—
Akira: But you’re doing just that, aren't ya?
Well, I can’t say I don’t get it. Obviously you’d think I’d done it if you hear about a fire on school grounds.
Will: That’s not true! You’re wrong, Akira! I know it wasn’t you!
Akira: Shut up…. It’s not like it matters anyway, I’m sure even you think I’m—
Brad: It looks like we’ll have to punish the culprit.
Akira: Huh?
Brad: It seems that someone was smoking here, what with this dropped cigarette butt.
I suppose they dropped it in the flowerbed without properly extinguishing the flame… Such acts must be punished.
But what do you have to say, Otori Akira? You’ll commit arson, but do you smoke?
Akira: I-I don’t smoke, that’s not voltage max at all…
Brad: I see, I’ll choose to believe those words. Mr. Oscar, I’d like to conduct an immediate search of everyone’s personal belongings, could you help me?
Oscar: Ah, yes, of course! I’ll head to the faculty room and gather the remaining students!
Will: Sorry, Akira. I really upset you, didn’t I?
Akira: I-I said it didn’t matter. Don’t apologize over and over like that.
Will: But…
Brad: This case has been resolved. You two would do well to forget about it.
Akira: Hah? Don’t go buttin’ in on our conversation!
Brad: We’re going to have to clean up the burnt flowers. You should help, Akira.
Akira: Huh? W-Why do I gotta—
Brad: And why don’t you join the beautification club while you’re at it? School activities can be good way to relax when something’s gnawing at you, especially in your case.
Will: That’s a great idea! I totally approve, Akira!
Filling this school with green is my goal, and I’d be super happy if you helped me with that!
Akira: W-W-W-Wait a sec! I told you my goal is to reach the summit through fighti—
Oscar: “Ahem. Erm, all students remaning on campus should report to the gym immediately. I repeat, all students remaning on campus should report to the gym immediately!”
Brad: Well then. I suppose I’ll head to the school gate and catch any students trying to dash off.
Akira: Huh–Oi, wait a sec! Don’t go deciding all that stuff on your own!
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Brad: It was an eventful first day, but this is still only the beginning.
No matter what happens from now on, I’ll resolve it with my own two hands.
