The Story of Demon Hunter

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“This school is really too broad!”

Walking for quite a while but not yet seeing the office building, Satoru could not help but complain. Not to mention when he heard the sound of his stomach rumbling. He cursed his grandfather inwardly.

‘At least give me stock! I didn't even have dinner yesterday!’

Not having dinner, breakfast, and lunch made Satoru feel weak. Plus taking sleeping pills makes his head still somewhat dizzy. Looking towards the distance, the pupils of the teenager shrank.

“What else now? Illusion type? Do I really like the big one so imagine it.”

In the distance, Satoru saw the brown-haired girl. Her face was not so visible, but she could see her body that really did not resemble a girl. Curved like a violin with a huge ‘load’, even bigger than the adult magazine model that was borrowed from his men.

Surprisingly, Satoru felt that the girl was carrying a rope. However, instead of pulling a cat or dog for a walk, what was behind the girl was a huge cow.

‘Gosh! How many drugs did that rotten Old Man give me until I had this kind of random hallucination?’

‘Ence! Even if it will be called a disobedient grandson, I will stick the Old Man's head at least once when returning!’

Satoru felt his knees go limp. Squatting for a while, the young man muttered in an unhappy tone.

“Even if not feeding, at least prepare a bottle of water. No need juice or energy drink, just a bottle of mineral water!”

After which, Satoru tried to stand up but his gaze blurred. He felt his body fall to the ground then his consciousness began to disappear. Before it completely disappeared, the teenager listened to the panicked voice of the girl in the distance. But he couldn't hear it clearly.

Just leaving the darkness.

♦♦♦

Not knowing how long time had passed, Satoru finally came to a realization.

At the moment of opening his eyes, Satoru saw the face of the old man with hair, mustache, and long beard like his grandfather. However the figure had a firmer face and seemed to be filled with strength.

Seeing the face that appeared suddenly in front of his eyes, Satoru subconsciously swung his fist violently while cursing.

“Fuck! What the fuck?!”

Satoru who lost his balance instantly fell from the bed. Banging his forehead against the floor, the young man instantly regained his senses. He sat on the floor holding his forehead. Glancing at a certain direction, Satoru saw the tall and burly figure of the old man.

Her figure still looks amazing despite wearing traditional clothes, it seems to resemble yukata, hanfu, or hanbook but it is also somewhat different. He seems to have designed it himself.

“Who?” Satoru subconsciously asked. “This is where?”

“I am the principal of Greenfield Academy, you can call me the principal or Grandpa Eizen! Besides, I'm still pretty familiar with your grandfather. Now you are in UKS.”

Hearing that, Satoru was stunned. He tilted his head then asked with a suspicious expression.

“How can I get to this place?”

“You fainted on the street in a humiliating way. But you are lucky that there are students who come early before the new semester starts. He's the one who brought you here. By the way ..”

The headmaster opened both of his hands wide. Having a smile on his face, the old man said.

“Welcome to Greenfield Academy! Good to see you son of Satoru!”

Ignoring the schoolmaster's hospitality, Satoru instead recalled the figure of the girl he had met before. While convincing himself that what he saw was affected by the imagination, the young man silently thought.

‘Are the girls here really that strong? Take me all the way to the UKS without complaining?’

Taking a deep breath, Satoru turned even calmer. He looked towards the headmaster before saying.

“First of all, I thank you for the welcome, Principal. Unfortunately, not everything is as you imagine. I have no intention of going to school here. This is just a mistake accidentally made by Grandpa.”

Seeing the smile on the headmaster's face yet to fade away, Satoru raised his eyebrows.

“Is there anything funny?”

“You mean?” Satoru felt a bad feeling.

“Read the letter your grandfather left behind. That's what he told me.”

Hearing that, Satoru started unpacking his luggage. He took a letter and read it.

The longer the reading, the more trembling the teenager's body was. His expression seemed increasingly gloomy, completely unable to contain the feeling of anger.

As if believing that it was just a joke from his grandfather, Satoru began to search his luggage. However, in the end he sat on the UKS floor with a blank expression on his face.

“Truly no.”

The laptops, cameras, even cell phones and ATM cards he usually carries are completely non-existent. Not to mention, there were only a few pieces of money in the wallet that were only enough for him to use for a week's meal. What he ate was very limited, there were no tasty and expensive dishes like before.

“Take it easy. In addition to the hostel, you also get three meals for free. The money given by your grandfather might be just in case if you want to buy something you want?”

“...”

“Omong-by the way, do you want me to show you the dorm now?”

Satoru took a deep breath, making sure he was not emotional. After calming down, the young man looked towards the headmaster with a hateful expression.

‘I WILL WRITE THIS HATRED!’

‘NOT SLOW FOR A MAN TO TAKE REVENGE DESPITE WAITING TEN YEARS!’

With no money or valuables, Satoru is forced to stay and attend school.

As for borrowing money to the principal or teacher?

No way! They must have conspired with his grandfather so he could not return to Tokyo even if he wanted to.

♦♦♦

After packing things and eating in the cafeteria, Satoru wandered around the academy with the principal.

Finished getting basic information about the school whether it's the department and the buildings around it, Satoru finally escorted to his dormitory.

Arriving there, the young man immediately entered to take a look. The room itself is quite spacious with four beds, two on top and two on the bottom. There is also a study table and a small cupboard to store personal belongings.

By the time Satoru walked into the room, he felt awkward about not expecting to meet two teenagers who were already living in the dormitory. At first the young man thought that his dorm was only for one person, so really let his guard down and just walked in.

The two teenagers had quite striking appearances. One was a fat youth with narrowed eyes with a short haircut. While the other one was a somewhat tall skinny teenager, his appearance was a bit like a brat whose hair was dyed.

Seeing the two seem familiar despite having just met and read a magazine while laughing, Satoru's brain immediately worked quickly.

The young man wanted to say hello to introduce himself and then try to familiarize himself with them through the magazine they both read. For puberty teenagers, Satoru feels that handling them will be easy.

But his expression changed when he saw the magazine they both read. It turned out that what they saw was not a magazine containing beautiful artists in swimsuits, but various photos of chickens.

Yes...the chicken that even Satoru finds it hard to tell apart.

‘Sussex? Plymouth Rock's? Buff Orpington's? A hamburg? What the fuck? Food type?’

‘Wait! That's not the problem! More importantly, is it really something that High School kids talk about? Where's the crap about love and the normal talk about the pretty girl being?’

Standing in his place, Satoru was completely dumbfounded. It really looked dazed as it did not know what was going on around it!

It felt like the world had become a place he was completely unfamiliar with!

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