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The second volume starts now!
Gonna start a pat.re.on or a kofi in the future.
no paywalling tho.
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-Michinaga Mansion-
Life's crazy, you know?
One day, you're a regular Joe, a nobody in the grand scheme of things. You're not in any conspiracies, you're not the main character of anyone's lives, and you're definitely not having a bizarre summer in 1999.
But you're living your life, and that's all that matters.
---And the next day, you die in your sleep.
That's right, the eternal slumber took my soul and sent me packing to the next life.
But what I woke up to wasn't Purgatory, Hell, or even Heaven, but a totally different world entirely.
I woke up in an Anime World where guys with breast powers can shatter mountains at full strength, and even move near lightspeed.
Honestly, I was a bit scared and overwhelmed at first, but luckily for me, not all hope was lost.
I awakened a power usually seen in Hentai, and Doujin, that being the [Ero-Crest]
I gained the powers of [Body Manipulation] a power used to modify the bodies of whatever porno heroine to grotesque standards that would get your rocks off.
[Time Stop] that well... Stopped time.
[Hypnosis] that allowed me to subtly yet firmly take control of the minds of others and bend them to my will...
And [SensitivityController], which could increase the senses of whatever I chose(provided the target and I could withstand it..)
And with that power, I made friends and enemies, 'thwarted' conspiracies, well, attempted to, to be fair.
After all, Zekram is still on what I called House Arrest. In fact, when I visited The Underworld with Rias as she was trying to recruit me, I saw him playing golf in the backyard of his mansion.
So, yeah, I think I did some nice things in life.
Anyway, it's like 6:00 in the morning, so what am I doing now?
Well...
-chu, chup!-
Well... Even in my past life, I was never the cassonova nor the pussy slayer, so forgive me if I get my sfx and onomatapeia wrong...
-chu, chup!-
---But I'm 99.5% sure that I'm getting a blowjob right now.
You see, I woke up to a familiar sensation, one that immediately banished any remnants of the usually chill dreams that I had as my eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains.
As my vision cleared, I realized I wasn't alone. A beauty with Nekomata-like ears, and long, black hair that cascaded over my chest, who had her head nestled between my thighs under the partially exposed bedsheets.
Her gold eyes were open as she stared into mine, her expression serene as she worked her magic, er, senjutsu...?
It was Kuroka.
"Morning," she purred, her voice low and sultry. Her hands were already busy, one wrapped around my shaft, and the other teasing the sensitive skin at the base.
---Alright, I'm now 99.9% sure that I'm currently receiving a blowjob.
I let out a sharp breath, my body responding instantly to her touch. "Didn't expect to wake up like this, but hey, I'm not complaining."
Her lips curved into a mischievous smile.
I knew what that meant.
Her lips quirked as she leaned forward, her mouth hovering dangerously close to my throbbing cock. She pressed a soft kiss to the tip of it as her tongue flicked out to taste me.
"Mmm," she hummed, her eyes closing in pleasure. "You taste as good as I expected."
Thanks to several breakthroughs in how I used [Body Modification], I bet.
I let my hands get lost in her hair as she took me into her mouth, her warm and wet lips gave way to her tongue swirling in a way that really got me going.
She sucked gently at first, her pace slow and teasing, as if she were savoring every inch of me. And as her tongue ran along the underside of my cock as she pushed inch into her mouth until I ended up hitting the back of her throat.
"Man, you're really into this..." I groaned.
"Mnmmgghhhgmmmn...!"
'This would be the moment where I say something cliche, like 'Don't talk with your mouth full', but I think I'll hold back just for this occasion...'
I held her head for a moment, playing with her ears as Kuroka's lips tightly sealed around my cock like a vacuum.
And as I saw her twitching as I fondled her ears, my hands tightened in her hair as she bobbed her head, with her lips rhythmically sliding up and down my length.
After a while, I could feel the build-up to an eventual release as I patted Kuroka's head, who seemed almost lost, in a ritualistic sense of pleasure. "Kuroka… I'm close, I'm about to cum."
She hummed her acknowledgment, her pace quickening as she sucked harder, her mouth hot and tight around me.
I groaned as I held her head closer, releasing rope after rope of genetically modified baby batter down Kuroka's throat as she struggled to drink it all down as it sputtered through her nose.
'Sorry little soldiers, but rather than a womb, it looks like stomach acid is where you guys'll be heading...' I gave a silent short prayer for my semen.
She swallowed and swallowed, moving her throat in a way that made my breath hitch, and her eyes never left mine, with an expression of pure satisfaction as she savored every drop.
When I finally let go of her head and she pulled back, her lips were glistening, her mouth curved in a satisfied smile.
"Mmm," she said, licking her lips. "That was delicious."
"Thanks for the review." I stared at her as I gave a smile of my own.
"But if it was that good, shouldn't you leave a tip?"
'Sorry, but I think I'll continue with my corny one-liners. After all, I was born to be cringe and to make others cringe.'
She nodded, her golden eyes sparkling with mischief as she gave my tip a kiss. "There you go, all better now?"
---Listen fellas, get yourself a gal' that humors your silly one liners.
---And gals? Yeah, do the same, I guess. I'm not stopping you.
"This is just the beginning," Kuroka added, her voice low and promising, "Next time, it'll go here."
She pointed at her womb as she continued. "Twins, Triplets, Quadruplets, Quintuplets, We'll make some cute and strong babies in the future, right?"
I blinked, mulling over her words. "Sure, why not?"
This world--- this DxD world...
Who knew it would be just as crazy and smutty (for me) as New Sister Testament Devil when it went full smut?
But as I looked at Kuroka, this beautiful and confident Neko-gal, the thought didn't seem too bad, though it would surely have to be after I get rid of the Khaos Brigade and those shitty DxD Villains.
"Hell yeah, I'm actually looking forward to it."
"You should be," She laughed, a sound filled with sensual yet pure, unadulterated joy as her hand trailed up my chest. "Because I am too."
After all of that, I looked at my alarm clock.
'Man, I should really get ready.'
Man, what a way to start the day.
Oh yeah, and before I forget.
---I'm not Ash Will*ams, nor am I planning on battling against any evil folks that happen to be dead, but I do feel pretty groovy, so here's your timeskip, baby.
-8 Years Later-
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Kuoh Academy.
The once all-girls school that was now Co-ed.
I could pretend that I was better than Issei and say that I wasn't some pervert and wanted nothing to do with the plot, but the very fact of my enrolling in this school debunked all of those theories.
Not that I believed it myself, at that.
As I walked down the path to school(which was not uphill both ways), I stopped by the Kuoh Orphanage to pick up Riku.
He had blossomed into a King Otaku, and while his nerdiness was a weapon to surpass my Sacred Gear(I don't have one yet), he did have the hookup for some of the finest Otaku wares straight from the Mecca of Anime goods, Akihabara.
So yeah, his continued safe existence is a top priority of mine.
"Hey, Daichi!" Riku waved as his glasses did the signature shine, "Looks like you've been hitting the gym as well!"
"You know it," I replied. "All day, every day."
Riku was as lean as a bean, but he fell in love with some game called Alley Battlers IV, and wanted to get as muscular as his favorite character, Zangolf.
I didn't have the heart to tell him that nobody in the history of well... history, would ever get muscles like the Russian Bomber without some serious secret sauce.
'I mean, with [Body Modification] I can, but I already have that muscle power in muscle density despite my frame.'
As for me, however, I was busy watching P*nyo by Studio Gh*bli, and also the first Boruto's Dad movie after the timeskip.
Honestly, P*nyo was amazing and gave me a new appreciation for Ramen, but Boruto's Dad the First Movie was ultimately just fine.
The ending song was a total earworm, though.
"By the way, what did you think of Iron Woman and Dark Knightess, huh?" Riku asked me.
"They were great, but Dark Knightess was better," I said. "I mean, being a billionaire with super tech and a badass suit? Not to mention the quotes, 'I am the Shadows, I am justice.', Way better!"
"Nah, Iron Woman is better, plus Toni Stark is way smarter than Bryce Wayne! She made a suit in a cave with a---"
"---Few scraps, yeah, yeah, yeah." I rolled my eyes. "You don't get it, kid. It's all about the atmosphere, and that's what that movie you like so much doesn't have!"
"If you say so," Riku said, "I just know that Marvelous movies will topple DZ movies in the future, just wait."
'Alright, that stings.' I sighed as I kept walking, thinking about comic book cinematic universes in my past life.
Soon enough, we reached the gates of Kuoh High, and Riku, not comfortable under the eyes of so many girls, vanished into the wind.
'Seriously, what a fast little guy.' I thought.
It was an immaculately pristine place where even garbage looked better just by being around it, as the place was well-kept at all times.
And honestly, I think I fit in quite well.
Sure, I walked in with an unbuttoned shirt under my school jacket and a bag slung over my shoulder, but it wasn't really my fault!
I mean, there's just no way I'm wearing that goofy tie, I just can't.
I had grown into a nice-looking young man with short black hair, red eyes, and finely crafted facial features with a hint of danger, topped off with a solid build under my well-fitted uniform that naturally drew eyes towards me.
(Once again, this is my totally original mc idea, pls do not steal.)
And about 185cm tall, while I wasn't towering over skyscrapers with every step, it was a comfortable height for a reborn Japanese Guy.
As a guy who was 170cm in his past life, I felt pretty good, not to mention I could use [Body Modification] to increase it if I wanted to.
So, as one of the most humble guys to ever live, let me tell you this.
Being amazing isn't all it's cracked up to be.
Money, good looks, and power don't make you happy in life.
Just kidding, it does.
Although I had to bleed and sweat, it made it all the more worthwhile having these abilities.
The first stray devil I fought bled me like a stuck pig, and I did the same to it when I got my abilities. (Well, I exploded it, but tomato, tomatoe)
I was just eight back then. Just another weird orphan kid with memory gaps and red eyes
Now?
Now I'm a third-year student with the nickname Delinquent Prince.
A nickname that makes me want to curl into a black hole and die. That's right, I, the cringe-master was soundly defeated by this nickname.
"Ahhhh~! Daichi-sama just looked this way!"
"Kyaa! I think I just got pregnant!"
"No way! Did you see that smirk?! He's so cool~!"
I shivered violently like a leaf in a Category 5 hurricane.
Who would've guessed that the guy who likes to pretend to be a cool guy, would feel like this when he actually is thought to be cool?
Yes, even I, the man who marinated in absurdity and lived on a diet of sarcasm and leg day, couldn't handle it.
Not naturally, anyway. My finger hovered toward my temple.
One flick.
One flick using [Sensitivity Controller xMAX] and my skull would implode with the satisfaction of a million facepalms.
But I endured. Like a soldier in a battlefield of shrieks and glitter pens.
"Don't look back. Don't engage. Just walk forward and pretend you're cooler than you actually are."
That was the rule.
Easier said than done when every second girl acted like I was a character out of some shoujo manga called "Daichi the Bad Boy x Heroine (Self Insert Story)."
And how did I get this title?
Well, one day I gave Riku some cash to buy me some Kaben Panty Rider Merchandise because I was busy, and some fuckface delinquents thought that it would be a good idea to rob the guy I entrusted with my moolah.
And after a whole series of asswhopping that could fill out entire volumes of Delinquent Manga like Crows, or Worst, right here, right now is where we are.
Anyway, I passed the shoe lockers and turned the corner into the hallway leading toward the Year 3 Class-something.
Every step echoed with memories I'd never forget as they tumbled over and over in my mind, fighting for front spot.
Like living in that orphanage with soft beds and warm food made by a nice worryrat nun and a gorilla of a priest who once threatened to give me a holy water bath.
Or the time I first met Sebas--- back when he was Sebaniel, a bitter old Fallen Angel who tried to end me and Riku's lives.
I convinced him that violence was not the answer, and he redeemed himself by turning over a new leaf, and becoming the butler of my dreams.
Or Gabriel, who once gave me a "blessing" of some DNA in exchange for no longer stealing from innocents.
Or Azazel, an old man Fallen who gave me beer at the fishing spot and got chewed out by Sister Kyoko when she stopped by to pick me up.
Then there was Akeno and her mom… the shrine… the smell of old wood and the flicker of sacred flame…
Damn. It's been a long ride.
I finally reached the floor where my class was.
Ah, what a peaceful slice of life in school.
I had no choice but to enjoy it because I knew things were bound to get hectic in the future, especially as Canon was changing.
Not with how Canon was catching up.
The Peace Conference was starting much sooner than originally planned, and Villain Organizations were colluding like it was nobody's business quite often.
-bzzzt! bzzzt!-
I pulled out a snazzy-looking flip phone because it was currently 2008, and flip phones were all the rage in Japan.
[50 Missed Calls: Mahou Shoujo-Hag]
Ah, the eternally 17-year-old Mahou Shoujo, who wanted me to call her Onee-san.
'The day I call Serafall, Onee-san, would be the day I'm knee deep in her guts, and as that day isn't here yet, neither will that title be.'
Haha. Onee-san. Really? Onee-san? The chick's old enough to be my great-grandma, and she wants me to call her onee-san?
'Besides, doesn't she have Kuoh Town Overseer duties to be overseeing? Or is Kuoh Town the proverbial onahole for Devils to use all willy-nilly?'
After all that jazz with Cleria, who got sent back to The Underworld, Serafall ended up having to take over instead of Rias and Sona, and let me tell you, I live in constant hilarity that makes me glad to be alive.
-pant, pant-
"Phew! I should calm down." I sighed as I tried to calm myself down. This matter was so troubling that it even made me lose focus on the one good thing in life.
---Power, Thighs and Legs.
-pant, pant-
"Aniki! Help me!"
"Hmmn? There in all of his full un-glory, was a battered and bruised boy of average height with brown hair and eyes.
-Issei Hyoudou.
The main protagonist of DXD, the boob-dragon, and the guy who, after DXD, the author got Lovecraft syndrome and decided to ruin the series by adding Eldritch Abominations and by making Issei a workaholic Pops who's rarely around to see his kids.
But for me right now, since I've got no intentions of stealing his Sacred Gear or life, he isn't really much of anything right now.
Not much of anything other than an annoying little brother, that is.
'Well, would you look at that? We ended up sharing a relationship like how SLASHDOG'S MC Tobio Ikuse treats Vali, like a little brother.'
You're probably wondering what happened to SLASHDOGS, and I'll get to that in a flashback one of these days, I swear.
But for right now, I'm sending this kid to the nurse's office.
"The nurse's office is 'that-a-way', Issei, you outta get familiar with that if you're gonna challenge the Kendo Club and get your shit rocked."
"Yeah, but hardly anyone's ever there!"
'Really? Belphegor-Sensei can't stop herself from inviting me to the nurse's office to rest, even if I'm not tired.'
"Besides, didn't I drag you to train with me sometimes? How'd you even lose?"
"It's just that... It's just that..."
"It's just, what?"
"It's just that I got distracted by Kiba-senpai's beautiful muscles that my brain short-circuited!"
"huh." I nodded, "Wait, what?"
"I know, right?" Issei replied.
"No, I don't know! That fucker's thinner than a 100 yen line of coke! What muscle!?"
(100 Yen = Approx. 70 cents USD)
Look, I know what this looks like.
Did you use [Hypnosis] on Issei to make him like this?
I promise you that I didn't.
So, don't get the wrong idea thinking that I scrambled his brain and made him a Supreme Yang Essence Lover, like Jean Gr*y did to Iceman in the X-M*n Comics.
Issei having a penchant for the Divine Protein Milkshake from the source has got nothing to do with me, I tell ya'!
Mostly.
Look, Irina wanted to make sure that he wouldn't cheat on her, so she got my help and from her Exorcist partner's teacher, Griselda Quarta, to make this necklace for Issei to wear, and, yeah, my [Hypnosis] kinda misfired as well.
"As I said, Daichi-aniki, muscles are truly the greatest thing that God has ever made, and worshipping them is naturally something that I'd do, y'know?"
Look at how they massacred my... hmmnn... this boy...
But hey, that's for Irina to deal with, not me.
Besides, it wasn't a long walk, and after dropping the future Muscle-Dragon at the second year's nurse's office, I eventually reached Class 3-A.
"Here we go again." I sighed. Taking my seat by the window like a true protagonist, I ignored the fangirls' mutterings as I appreciated the form of the female students playing tennis, their skirts accentuating the shape of their legs.
Hmmn. Is that… what's her name?
I was looking at a girl on the tennis court with long brown hair styled in hair drills.
'That's Kiyome Abe, ain't it? She's got a nice rack and they sit perfectly on her when you take her lower body into question.'
See boobs are great, but it's the legs that bring it all together.
Think about about it, you could see the nicest pair of tits in the world, but if the lower body looks like M*wtwo's deformed second cousin, you won't be able to get it up, now would you?
You know what? Scratch that, cuz' there are plenty of folks in the future who are into things like that.
'Maybe the author is one of those fellas too...'
But my point still stands.
And soon enough, with the class getting louder and quieter, my peace would eventually be broken.
-mutter, mutter-
"Oh my gosh, it's one of the great ladies of Kuoh High!"
"Ah, Himejima-sama! As usual, she's so beautiful!"
"Damn it, what I'd too just to be in her embrace!"
Maybe it's because I had a past life that wasn't Japanese, but this whole thing was just funny as hell to me.
With my first life being a foreigner, I was well-versed with the concept of popular girls, the cheerleaders, the divas, and the rich girls. But even over there, they didn't slobber on those girl's muffs like these students are doing right now.
'Like, c'mon! -sama!?"
It wasn't as if I didn't understand the idea of fawning over cute girls, I do.
It's just what's the point if you look like a slobbering dog?
Me? I look respectfully.
And touch too. If I have consent(optional).
"Ara, Ara." A smooth, sensual voice drifted into my ears. "Are you staring at the girls on the tennis court again, Daichi-kun?"
First name basis, huh? I thought this was Japan? But we're friends, so it flies, I guess.
"Yup." I replied without even turning my face. "It's definitely an hourglass body type."
"Ufufu." The owner of the sensual voice chuckled, but I could hear a hint of thorn in her voice. "It's not very nice to be looking at other girls when you're already talking to one, Daichi-kun."
At this point in time, the tennis game had fallen into a lull, and my interest started to wane, so I turned my head to face her.
[B102cm/ W60cm/ H89cm]
Yes. I know how to do that as well by using guess-timation and math.
Who said maths wouldn't come in handy?
I did. And when my teacher told me that I wouldn't amount to anything in my past life, I pranked him by putting extra pickles in his burger when he asked for no pickles.
And no fries.
Serves him right.
"Good day to you too, Akeno." I waved at her.
Himejima Akeno. One of the 'Two Great Ladies of Kuoh' or 'Onee-sans' or whatever.
Geez. What is with everybody's obsession with Onee-sans?
Akeno was beautiful, for sure, I tell you that. She was about 168cm(5' 6), and with a voluptuous figure like hers, even though I wasn't a boob guy, I had to admit that they were something special.
And with long black hair tied in a long ponytail and violet eyes, it all fitted perfectly on her cute face.
But what really caught my attention, was the black socks that reached her calves.
Further up was her exposed skin, and like a man from the 1800's, it left me bamboozled and Discombobulated(in a good way, of course).
"Sorry, I had something on my mind." I shook my head, attempting to make small talk as I noticed Miss Tomato-Head wasn't around. "So, what's up? What happened to the Ginger?"
"Did she trespass on a museum and get deported?"
Ah, classic Daichi. The CEO of conversation.
Akeno gave a soft chuckle as she shook her head. "Ufufufu, she's not gonna like what you've said Daichi-kun."
"Especially, since she's not been feeling well these days."
"Uh, oh." I said, realizing that meant that canon was soon starting. "Don't tell me that she's having family issues, is she?"
Seeing a little flinch from Akeno was enough to confirm my suspicions.
"Oh, you have got to be kidding me." I said.
But as she was going to say something else, the teacher walked in, and classes started.
Going through my bag, there seems to be a lack of anything worthwhile, as I realized that I had just about left pretty much everything at home, save for my lunch.
"Damn. Forgot my books at home." Before I could even look around to see which willing schoolgirl with a blushing face and heart-shaped eyes would share with me, my desk was immediately joined with another, and I had to share a textbook with one of Kuoh High's 'Great Noble Ladies'.
"Damn Ikemen! I'm so jealous of him!" A random male side character cried.
"Uwaah~ I don't know who to be jealous of!" Said fangirl number two hundred.
"What a pairing!"
"Kya~ A Delinquent x Yamato Nadeshiko~!"
"I think I'm gonna faint!"
Wow...
These anime guys really up the ante when it comes to kissing ass, don't they?
-whish!-
The class was getting noisier, but with a flick of her wrist(and a magical spell), the class and the teacher started to solely focus on the lesson, leaving us two in a world of our own.
"You know, you haven't visited the shrine in a long time, Daichi-kun," Akeno said as she had an expectant look in her eyes. "Okaa-san was waiting for you, too."
"Ain't that so? I thought she was busy at the Gremory Clan Mansion lately? Well, it wouldn't hurt to stop by someday."
"She still manages the Shrine when she isn't helping Grayfia-san with her tasks."
"And also, someday? How cold~" Akeno came closer as I could feel her breath in my ear. "Okaa-san would be very sad if she heard that, ufufu…"
Well, if it isn't the consequences of my actions.
Unfortunately, I had no intentions of starring in Teasing Master Himejima-kun, but I doubt she'll let me go after all I did to her in our youth.
"By the way..." Akeno raised an eyebrow as I tried to lose myself in the High School English Textbook. "That night, ten years ago, when you and Okaa-san were in that onsen..."
'I'm pretty sure that was eight years ago, not ten, but I'm not gonna correct her and look more suspicious...'
Also, what the heck, of all the things to bring up right now?
"Well, what about it?"
"You're pretty naughty, aren't you Daichi-kun?"
"Not sure I'm picking up what you're putting down, Akeno…" I remembered that night as well, but it wasn't as if I got to do anything after all...
"Ara, ara~ Now you're ignoring it? Ufufu~"
"Projection is a silly thing to do, Akeno," I leaned into her, "Besides, if you want to do naughty things, shouldn't you just ask?"
"Oh? But who said I was talking about naughty things, hmmn? Could it be that you were really doing something like that?"
I smirked. "Well, wouldn't you like to know?"
Akeno, not one to give up, leaned even closer as I felt her breasts brush up against my arm. "Maybe I do, or maybe you're hoping I do?"
"Only one way to find out," I replied. "The question is if you're up to it."
"Ufufu...! How forward of you. To think our Daichi has grown into a womanizer! It almost makes me wonder what's with the scent of another girl on you..."
-bzzt!-
Before we could continue trading 'barbs', Akeno's phone buzzed.
"Sorry, but it looks like our cute Club President is calling all members of the Occult Club."
"In the middle of class? Lucky."
"If you really think it's Lucky..."
"---Nope. Not joining her peerage." I cut her off. "Though this body of mine is up for hire, and will go to the highest bidder."
"Aww. How unfortunate. It could've been fun." Akeno made a mock sigh as if she was truly saddened. "But I'm sure she'll take you up on that."
Seeing as she always times her outings with her peerage alongside mine when I go out to train, I'm going to guess that she will take me up on that as well...
Damn, I almost feel sorry for Riser in this world...
I chuckled. "Well, see ya later."
"Oh, I will." Akeno smiled. "In fact, we will."
-smooch!-
With a kiss on the cheek, Akeno got up and made her way to the exit, with a little sway in her hips all the while.
"I might be gone for a while, so I'll leave this textbook with you."
"You know where I live, right? So be sure to return that textbook as soon as possible, or I'll have to charge you a late fee, ufufu~"
"And there she goes…"
'Looks like she's hellbent on paying back all the times I teased her back then... Not that I mind...'
'It's tame now, but I can tell that she plans on ramping up on the teasing soon enough...'
'Well, I'm ready for anything! Anything! Even if canon changes and I face a Fallen girl who wields an instant-kill weapon like Gaebolg!'
But as for this English Class... 'I might as well sleep through the rest of this boring class since I already know all of this...'
"Michinaga-san?" The teacher instantly singled me out now that Akeno was gone. "Would you mind answering this question?"
"Oh, now you have really got to be kidding me." I said out loud.
I knew the answer, but why was I the guy who got called out?
Nevertheless, I answered it perfectly.
And everyone clapped.
No, seriously, they did.
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Next Chapter: Ecchi Young Man's A Supernatural Pimp, Making Fallen Girls Bring Him Sacred Gears! (For Research Purposes)
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Trivia Time! (Againx17!!)
Did You Know?(ofc you know)
Kuoh Academy uses what is known as an "Escalator" system.
This means that rather than being a school for one certain level of education, it instead houses all grades from Elementary, Junior High, Senior High, and College divisions.
With the exception of transferees or the new male students the year before the series started, this means that there is no need for the traditional Entrance Exams so long as students maintain a respectful grade average.
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