CHAPTER 18: THE SHOCKWAVES OF CLASS 2-A
*"My name is Renjiro Hoshino...
I am very happy to meet you all."*
These were the regular, trembling, and internally shivering words that Renjiro kept repeating in his mind while standing right outside the door, just to ensure his voice wouldn't waver when he finally stood before the class.
He was repeatedly trying to suppress the lingering fear and the dread of being a laughingstock from his Hakuho High days.
But the weight of his heavy body, his suffocatingly tight uniform, and the terror of how people would stare at him had completely shaken his confidence.
Just then... amidst all the preparation and the mental tension of those words, the massive, muscular, and broad frame of Principal Isamu Hayashida moved slightly to the side.
As he stepped toward the wall, the path to the door of Class 2-A cleared completely, and Renjiro entered the class with very slow, hesitant, and deliberate heavy footsteps.
The moment his massive 150 kg body, bloated physique, and tight school uniform—which was straining against his bulging body—appeared between the expensive mahogany panels on the walls, the entire atmosphere of the class was shattered by intense shockwaves!
This entry was so strange and unexpected that it was nothing less than a massive mental shock for the elite students.
At that very moment, all the rich, beautiful, gorgeous, and sexy-girl-related lustful fantasies running through Yoshiro Kurosawa's mind were instantly reduced to a pile of dust.
Not just Yoshiro, but the grand and glamorous daydreams harboring in the minds of the other regular students were also completely shattered in an instant the moment they saw this 150 kg body at the door.
The temperature of the room seemed to drop suddenly, and all the students, who were standing in a strict military formation until now, were left frozen in absolute horror.
Their eyes remained wide open, their minds stopped processing, and every face froze in place, staring at this new student.
The entire class was in such a state of immense psychological shock that no one had even dreamt of it while coming to the academy that morning.
Amidst this awkward silence, one regular student standing in the middle of the class, who was rigid due to the fear of the teacher and Principal, couldn't suppress his astonishment.
He gripped his head and whispered in sheer bewilderment to his friend without moving his neck:
*"Hey, what is this?
What kind of a grand joke is this !
From where did this fat cactus arrive in place of a beautiful flower in this elite class!"*
His throat was parched with fear, but the massive weight standing at the door was giving his mind a jolt.
Hearing his weak and terrified voice, another girl standing right behind him made a tearful face and whispered in sorrow:
*"Oh no, what just happened...
where did my handsome dream boy go?"*
The sketch of a macho, handsome, and rich transfer student she had in her mind was completely shattered after seeing this 150 kg bloated mountain and his uniform on the verge of popping open.
But standing right behind all these crying and stunned students was another guy, in a world of his own.
He was feeling relieved. Holding his chest and taking a light breath of relaxation, he thought smugly and cunningly in his mind:
*'Well, this new guy turned out to be nothing but a bloated elephant!
Hahaha,
I was unnecessarily sweating,
thinking some monster or gangster was coming to take my spot...
phew, what a relief.'*
The fear inside him had vanished that some dangerous monster was coming to take his position.
The entire class was internally bursting with laughter, but they were standing like rigid statues in front of their desks in a military formation.
Not a single student had the courage to put a hand over their mouth or move even slightly, because they knew well what happened when discipline was broken at Hoshigawa Academy.
Standing right in front, under the terrifying aura of Principal Isamu Hayashida and the sharp, shiny red eyes of Miss Ryouko Saegusa, showing any such gesture was equivalent to inviting death.
A strange, suffocating, intense, and dumb-struck silence engulfed the classroom, where every beautiful face was frozen after seeing this new student.
But amidst this shock, surprise, and suppressed laughter, standing near the window seat was the official Class Supporter Himari Suzuki.
18-year-old Himari had a 5.7 feet (175 cm) tall frame, and with her slim and healthy body structure, her red-brown chocolate hair was tied in low twin tails, while her dark blue eyes held an innocent aura.
She was naturally very shy, pure, and soft-hearted, getting nervous quickly and wanting to help everyone.
But at this moment, seeing the new student at the door, her cheeks turned bright red in an instant.
Himari, out of nervousness and fear, gripped her personal diary tightly with both hands and pressed it against her prominent, voluptuous bust size.
She whispered in her mind in an incredibly cute, soft, and sweet voice:
*'He is so cute and adorable...
I don't know why everyone is making fun of him.'*
A strange longing and a unique sparkle appeared in her dark blue eyes.
Completely different from the taunts and hatred of the other students, she found this new student to be incredibly innocent, far from any malice, and cute like a big soft teddy bear , which stirred a protective feeling within her.
At that very moment, standing at the standard bench in the very front row, official male monitor Tsuyoshi Taro stared at Renjiro with a serious and rigid demeanor, without any mockery, through his rust-colored eyes.
His disciplined, rule-abiding, and bullying-intolerant mind immediately calculated this new visual structural shift in depth.
Taro could clearly see through his sharp eyes that this new student,
with his overweight body and terrified demeanor, was going to become an immediate and easy target for the toxic,
blood-thirsty sharks of this elite class. Without changing his expression,
Taro tightened his grip on his leather gloves, and with a firm thought to maintain order and fairness, he decided in his mind:
*'As long as I am the monitor of Class A,
I will not allow anyone in this room to act on their own cruel whims.'*
But standing two desks behind him in the same column, the face of the class's most cheerful and pure girl, Miyu Inoue , dropped in profound sorrow upon hearing the bitter, dirty, and degrading taunts of the students.
Her heart was deeply troubled to see Renjiro's state and the way the students were staring at him.
She squeezed her long rose-white pink hair braid against her chest, and her innocent aqua-colored eyes filled with a sea of pure, clean, and deep sympathy for the boy standing at the podium.
Miyu despised this unnatural computational pressure, mocking people for their weight, and the discrimination of this toxic school ranking, which is why she whispered in a soft and sorrow-filled voice within her mind:
*'How can everyone's heart be so stony?
An innocent boy has just stepped in,
and people are making a mockery of him...
this is very wrong.'*
On the other side, the unofficial queen and dangerous class bully Junn Tachibana was staring at Renjiro from head to toe with a high-intensity 'Cold Stare' while standing with her arms tightly crossed.
17-year-old Junn had a curvy and athletic 5.9 feet (180 cm) frame, her baby pink eyes and light yellow curly hair radiated a ruthless and dangerous aura.
She was naturally dominant, arrogant, unpredictable, and two-faced, preferring to suppress the weak and side with the strong.
Staring at Renjiro's massive, mountain-like, and awkward body, Junn formulated a deep, realistic, and firm internal thought with a sense of rich arrogance and dominance:
*'Why on earth did Principal Sir admit this obesity patient to this elite school?
It seems he has some special person who cares for him,
which is why the Principal admitted this walking joke here...
Hoshigawa High is not a charity house to accumulate such useless crowd.
If this fat boy doesn't have any real utility,
I will personally show him his true place.'*
The sparkle in her pink eyes clearly showed she was ready to uproot this fat boy from this elite ranking system.
But standing in the opposite row was the academy's officially top student and strict academic genius Honoka Aizawa, whose aura was as cold as ice and filled with high-class superiority.
17-year-old Honoka stood at 5.10 feet (178 cm), her structured frame complimented by blonde hair in a perfect Hime Cut, while her indigo eyes radiated a highly analytical and cold look.
She was a very quiet, reserved, and short-tempered girl who despised weakness, laziness, and such awkward futilities.
Honoka deeply observed Renjiro's loose structure and the sweat and fatigue emerging from within his tight uniform, and the following realistic and firm logic ran through her mind according to the principles of elite discipline:
*'How can they admit such a low-class,
undisciplined failure to this academy?
He doesn't even look worthy of sitting on this class's standard bench.
If he doesn't have the brains to survive in this elite environment,
he will be physically destroyed and thrown out very soon.
His awkward body and the way he is panting from just walking a little...
clearly shows his zero self-control. Weakness is a sin.
There is no place for such weakness in our class's academic structure.'*
Standing on the left side near the wall, another rich and beautiful girl Sayaka Shirogane also noticed this scene.
17-year-old Sayaka, with her lavender hair styled in a braid crown and emerald green eyes shining with immense mischievousness, started making a seductive and unhinged expression by moving her tongue around her lips the moment she saw Renjiro at the door, and the thoughts running through her mind were completely opposite to everyone else's.
Staring at Renjiro's body, she whispered slowly:
*'This new student is very heavy and looks amazing...
but honestly,
I really like this fat guy!
Just look at his belly,
it looks so spongy...'*
But then, she got lost in some deeper and crazier thoughts and gripped her breasts tightly from the right side with one hand, feeling her heartbeat in the tension, and thought in her mind:
*'Oh my heart,
I found his innocent eyes so very attractive!
It will be worth seeing how many days he can last in this dangerous school.
Let's see what happens,
I hope he survives...
This terrifying class.
Oh my god,
I definitely have to become friends with this mountain !
The fun I'll have teasing him, no one else in this boring school can provide...
honestly, he is such a big soft toy!
Wow, what if I end up falling in love with him!'*
The sparkle in her emerald eyes clearly showed that she was ready to make this new student her big soft-toy plaything.
The air in the entire classroom was frozen amidst the heavy and distinct auras of all these rich, sexy, arrogant, and dangerous female leads.
Everyone was judging this new student from their own perspective.
In the back benches, Yoshiro Kurosawa was in the worst shape; his self-proclaimed dominance was on the verge of breaking.
When Yoshiro saw that massive body at the door, his mind started spinning, and it felt as if darkness was clouding his eyes.
He drowned in anger and despair and shouted fearfully inside his mind:
*'Damn it,
what did I just see !
Where did the fairy of my dreams go?
Where did this fat, dirty pig arrive in our class from !
With his arrival,
how will my dominance and my dream of being the class boss move forward!'*
His entire plan of asserting his boss-like dominance over the new student seemed in danger due to this fat guy's arrival.
Standing near the window line, genius strategist Zixuan Lee looked at Renjiro with a cold and cunning smile and thought in his mind:
*'I never thought a weak guy like this would get admission to Hoshigawa.
Regardless, looking at his body language,
it feels like he won't last more than ten days here.
The hungry wolves here will chew him alive.'*
For Zixuan, this boy was just a temporary pawn who would soon be ground down amidst the politics of this class.
Standing in the back corner, Yuto Sakurai thought with arrogance and ruthlessness,
and a strange madness and hunter-like sparkle appeared in his yellow eyes.
Seeing Renjiro's bloated body, he started planning with smug arrogance:
*'I was unnecessarily thinking some monster had taken admission here...
but look, this turned out to be a mere trash can !
Hahaha, I will tear him apart with my bare hands.
I will torment him so much,
I will beat him so much that he will regret coming here for the rest of his life !
Damn, if only boss were at school,
he would have spat on this pig's face the moment he saw him !
Anyway, until boss and Daichi are away for two weeks,
I will make him my personal punching bag and beat him down... hahahaha ! '*
Yuto's dark thought was preparing a path for a terrifying and bloody fight that was going to change the rules of this classroom.
Standing at the very next seat, Satoshi Ichigaya thought with a creepy, perverted smirk while staring at Renjiro:
*'Well, this boy turned out to be completely opposite to my expectations.
I am so disappointed...
But I don't know why I am feeling such a strange excitement seeing him.
My gut feeling is screaming at me that this fat guy is going to entertain me a lot.'*
Satoshi lowered his head slightly and opened his eyes just a little from his closed-eye format, staring at Renjiro for a second like he was peeking into his soul, and thought:
*'Let's see if you can live up to my expectations or not.'*
Standing in the absolute other extreme corner of the back row was Junpei Kurodan.
19-year-old Junpei Kurodan was a massive and muscular giant of 6.7 feet (203 cm) weighing 135 kg.
With 12% body fat, his body was a perfectly athletic muscular build that could crush anyone into pieces in a single jolt.
His grape purple hair was cut in a crew cut style, and his deep, cold teal green eyes held a silent, quiet, and terrifying dominance that shut everyone up without speaking a word, according to unwritten rules.
Junpei looked at Renjiro standing at the door for just a second.
His calm, cold, and composed mind read the new student's fear in a single glance without any anger or mockery, and after gauging him with his deep teal green eyes, he kept his mind completely neutral and locked his gaze straight ahead at the blackboard.
Junpei was calm and stood straight; he looked at Renjiro for a moment and then kept his gaze straight.
He was completely blank, but seeing his massive body, his height, and this terrifying, heavy silence, Renjiro's breath was left hanging.
Renjiro trembled from within and felt a deep, primal fear that if a fight broke out in this class, this 203 cm giant guy would chew him alive.
Breaking the heavy, suppressed, and suffocating silence of the room, Principal Isamu Hayashida looked at the entire class.
His face turned serious, and he spoke in his booming, heavy, masculine voice that shook the walls of the entire classroom:
*"Listen carefully, all students, this boy is my friend's grandson."*
Then he smiled and added,
*"Everyone, please take good care of boy,
making friendship with him ."*
His voice carried a clear warning and a protective tone that clearly stated that Renjiro was not just any regular student but the grandson of his old friend, Kenji.
Yuto Sakurai thought in his mind with a wild smile:
*"No, no, sir, please don't worry,
we will take 'good' care of this busted drum...
hahaha, we will make his life a living hell."*
After Principal Sir's heavy introduction,
Renjiro tried to muster some courage while standing at the door.
He stepped forward a little out of fear and spoke his name:
*"My name is Renjiro Hoshino...
I am very happy to meet you all."*
All the students were still staring at him with strange, cold, and judging eyes, as if he were a failed creature from another world.
Principal Sir placed his massive and calloused hand on Renjiro's tense, heavy back, patted him, and smiled, finally saying:
"Alright child, I will take my leave now.
Take care of yourself."
[CHAPTER 18 ENDS]