Chapter 28 (Part 3) - A Certain Introduction To Self Worth

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~ * Munch!! Munch!! ~ MUNCH!!! * ~

"Okay! Okay!! You're really starting to pissed me off now! Ringo-Chan!!"

"But you always return Hamasaki-Kun because no one wants you." Positively said by the young brunette Tomoka, who cheerfully thumbs up an offended eye twitching Tedashii.

"~ Tete ~ She's right you know." Kuroyoru giggles, before sticking her tongue out to mock her fellow comrade.

"Last time I checked you're hungry too!"

As the classroom bickered, Ayumi stood front center pale. (Seriously... What the hell's happened?! I'm the new roommate here! Why does anyone care about my existence?!!")

Two things were going wrong. She was irrelevant! Ayumi and her common sense allowed her to take advantage of the opportunities. But there were no opportunities for common advantages to seize. The setting and individuals were too bizarre for any sort of room for common sense. It wasn't as if Ayumi hadn't experienced something odd, it was just that what was in front of her was unfamiliar. Perspiration breaks through Ayumi's face, fretting the arrival of another panic attack.

*Bi~zz~ng!"

The bell rings and the orphan child errors eyes beam at the door. Whoever or whatever that sound confirms, definitely makes Ayumi's introduction irrelevant as the kids spouted out their chairs to the window.

Self aware Ayumi scowls at the sight of the child errors who fought against the window. It was clear as day her presentation was over before it began.

Fighting for the sight of knowing who was outside. The setting of an orphan child error was competitive... Fighting for worth, it was nobody's fault. So the moment beckon hope arises, this family would turn on each other under the flicker of an eye.

It's a competition and the most promising sets of value are the ones who get adopted.

"That smells good! What ya got theirs?!" The emo loli-gothic orphan said aside from the Ayumi.

"Wha? Hey?!!" Ayumi quickly eluded her bento away from Kuroyoru. "This is for me..."

"What's with your hat?!" Kuroyoru immediately shifted questions swiftly. Ayumi's eyes swirl in puzzlement at the loli-gothic orphan's sudden interest. Especially the fact that she seems like the only orphan not interested in guests that could possibly adopt her.

Even the wavy brown hair boy she entered the classroom with was even fighting at the sights of the window. But not Kuroyoru Umidori. It seemed as if she wasn't interested at all?"

"Aww sit down already! You know, no one came for you sorry bunch of hazard criminals! It's just Kagun-san so don't get your hopes up. Kyung-Mi confirmed at the exit of the classroom.

"Tch! Why does he keep visiting? Doesn't he have his own losers to teach? Watch? Or whatever?" Tedashii complained.

"You can sit down now." Kyung-Mi gave Ayumi a careless gesture wave that showed she even no longer cared about the proper introductions.

"Wut!" Ayumi's face broke toonishly pale. But with a simple sigh she gave in.

After Kyung Mi lefted, Ayumi scowls once more as she simply thinks to herself how much Kyung-Mi sucked as a child guardian.

"Hey?! Where do you think you're going?" The wavy brown hair delinquent suddenly appeared carelessly wrapping his arm around Ayumi's shoulder.
While for a second the dolphin hat girl immediately blushes from his bright beaming smile.

"New gal right? Wanna know the ins and outs, to survive this crud of a dumpster fire?" Tedashii thumbs up with his hand and winks.

Ayumi's beet face flared up while her thoughts rapidly shouted internally; ("Wha?!! What is he doing??!! Seriously?! Ow?! What is this? Why is my heart beating suddenly... I mean he's kinda... cute.")
But that however didn't last as the ominous aura that loomed behind her, by a certain loli-goth. Ayumi gulped, shrieking a sense of despair as her common sense easily spelled out her scenario.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 04, 2024 ⏰

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