I was sitting on the school rooftop with Koneko.
She was staring at me with those big eyes.
"What's up, Koneko? Can you stop sexually harassing me with your eyes?"
But she just gave me that condescending look again.
Still, she couldn't tear her gaze away from my bento.
The old saying is "the way to a man's heart is through his stomach," but I've learned it works the same for women.
Of course, if I had a sugar mommy, I'd happily become a stay-at-home dad.
Despite my thoughts, Koneko didn't stop staring at my food.
I sighed and pulled out another bento box from my bag: "I'll give you this, but you have to accept one condition."
"Pervert…"
She covered her chest.
That was straight-up slander!
"You're not my type since you're a loli, so I wouldn't ask for anything perverted…" I didn't continue because Koneko clenched her fists.
I handed her the bento.
I didn't want to get beaten up.
"Did you play the game I gave you?"
Koneko kept eating: "Still in the middle of it."
"Finish RDR2 quickly. That game is legendary. You'll either hate me or love me even more for recommending it."
"I'll play when I have time, but work keeps me pretty busy."
I narrowed my eyes: "Are there still places using child labor in this day and age? Seriously, this world deserves to be destroyed."
After she finished eating, she handed the empty bento box back: "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
She stood up, and I walked with her.
In the hallway, I heard some whispering.
"Both of them have silver hair—it looks so good together!"
"Don't be stupid, that guy is over 190 cm."
"Isn't that even better?"
"Shut the fuck up, Murayama!"
…Yeah, I could get used to this.
For the record, I'm 193 cm.
Probably because of my hybrid blood, but my brain—or IQ—is way beyond that of normal humans.
If I had to give an example, it'd be Reed Richards.
School went on like that.
After classes ended, I went home.
Even though I'm living luxuriously thanks to the inheritance my parents left, I'd probably burn through it in about 5 years. If I lived normally, maybe 20.
They left behind 5 million dollars.
That's because my dad's salary was insane.
My father was a neurosurgeon, and my mother was a nuclear scientist.
That's why I had so much money.
I got home and reheated the leftover pizza from yesterday.
Then I opened the system.
[Name: Arthur Morgan]
[Race: Eikon / Human Hybrid]
[Tier: High 7-A physically, much higher with hax.]
This didn't account for my Ifrit Risen form, so it was only showing my base state.
Still more than enough for me.
My parents never really understood why I was doing so many martial arts.
Makes sense.
At 5 years old, I basically forced them to enroll me in judo.
But after I beat my sensei two weeks later, they started signing me up for other sports.
That's why I have medals in almost every sport.
Those were fun times.
I have to admit I still miss them a lot.
I was happy from the start that I wasn't one of those shonen protagonists who're an orphan… until the world flipped me off and sent Truck-kun after them too.
I went to an empty room in the house.
I sat in a meditation position and started controlling the flame energy inside me.
Lately, I've been trying some new things.
A bit crazy, but come on—this world is already insane enough.
What would my madness even change?
That's a topic for another time.
I cleared my mind of those thoughts and finished my meditation.
After that, I put on my clothes and went outside.
Same outfit as Dante in the 2007 DMC anime.
Even Ebony and Ivory are hidden inside my coat.
Bullets?
I don't believe in reloading.
I decided to go do my part-time job.