Unique highschool life

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After leaving Misaki and the two peeping Toms, Aki was unusually quiet. Unable to bear the silence any longer, Alex spoke up, concerned. "Young master, is there any problem?"

Aki snapped out of his daydream and looked at Alex. "Nothing, it's just... I was remembering something from this evening. When I was singing, a girl was live streaming it without my consent. When I found out and saw the stream, there were so many viewers."

"Oh, that song you sang, young master—it was really good," Alex said, trying to lighten the mood.

Aki looked at Alex with suspicion. "How do you know about the stream?"

Alex chuckled nervously. "Oh, the link was circulated in our bodyguard group chat."

Aki's eyes widened in surprise. "Really? That fast? And how?"

Alex nodded. "Yes, young master. It turns out one of the guys from the bodyguard group followed the girl who was streaming. When he noticed it was you, he sent the link to us. And somehow, it got to the mistress, and she broadcast it on some billboards around the city."

Aki's jaw dropped. "You're kidding, right?"

Alex shook his head, grinning. "Nope, not kidding. You're a sensation now."

Aki leaned back in his seat, processing this information. "I didn't know what to say? I am speachless."

Alex glanced at Aki in the rearview mirror, his expression softening. "You have a talent, young master. People will naturally drawn to it."

Aki smiled faintly, feeling a bit more at ease. "Thanks, Alex. I guess I should expect such a reaction from mother."

As they continued their drive, Aki's thoughts shifted back to Misaki. He wondered how she was handling everything and hoped that their next meeting would be less complicated. The memory of her standing there, trying to punch him, made him smile. She was a fighter, and he admired that about

So, what happened to those three guys?" Aki asked, shaking off the thoughts of his mother broadcasting his impromptu performance. He remembered the three boys he had ordered to be dragged away.

"Oh, those? They're still in your vella," Alex replied. "We were waiting for your instructions after... Giving them some lash."

"Then drive me there. I want to talk to them," Aki suggested.

"Okay," Alex said, making a turn toward Aki's private villa where they had taken the three boys.

As they drove, Aki's mind wandered back to the events of the day. He couldn't help but feel a mixture of emotions— at the boys for what they did, concern for Misaki, and curiosity about how this confrontation would go. The villa loomed ahead, its silhouette stark against the night sky.

In a grand villa, life continued as usual. Maids diligently cleaned, dusting every corner, while guards patrolled the gates, ensuring the estate remained secure. The absence of the owner meant only a few essential workers were present, maintaining the pristine condition of the property. Yet, amidst the normalcy, the cries of pleading boys occasionally echoed through the halls, a jarring contrast to the serene environment.

The source of the cries were from inside the Vella when the bodyguards, tasked with protecting their young master, arrived. They had brought three boys, who were huddled in fear.

Their earlier bravado shattered. The boys' desperate pleas for mercy reverberated through the mansion, a testament to their regret and terror.

"Please, we are sorry! We want to go home," one of the boys sobbed, his voice raw with desperation. "Let us go. We won't talk about this to anyone, please!"

The other boys echoed similar sentiments, their faces streaked with tears, voices trembling with fear and pain. The beatings they had endured left them broken, their bodies aching and swollen from the relentless punishment. They could do nothing but beg for mercy, hoping against hope that the nightmare would soon end.

As they lay on the ground, the sound of a car pulling up outside the mansion signaled a change. The bodyguards paused, their attention shifting to the arrival of their young master, Aki.

The boys' pleas quieted, replaced by a tense silence as they awaited for what coming next.

Alex reached the villa gate, and a guard came to open it, allowing Aki's car to enter. The vehicle drove down the paved road to the main door of the villa. Aki stepped out as Alex parked the car. Both of them made their way into the villa, heading straight to the room where the boys were held.

Upon entering and seeing the boys' battered state, Aki sighed. In the anime, these boys weren't portrayed as inherently bad, just cocky. Educating them didn't seem like a bad idea after all.

As Aki approached, the bodyguards stepped aside. The boys looked up in fear, their eyes widening at the sight of him. They couldn't forget his face—the face of the one they now saw as a devil. They wondered what he would do to them next.

Aki squatted down to their level and spoke, his tone calm and measured. "I have two options for you. First, work for me. Look after Misaki at school. Don't let any male get close to her. If anyone dares, don't act immediately but inform me first. After all, I don't want Misaki to see me as controlling her. I will pay you 500 yen every day you look after her."

The boys' eyes widened in disbelief. The offer was like a lifeline. A job with actual pay, especially 10000 yen a day, was a great deal compared to their current situation.

"Second," Aki continued, "refuse the above and you will still do the work, but without payment. Choose."

He finished with a smile, his expression seemingly benign but carrying an undercurrent of menace. The boys were stunned. Was he a devil or an angel? He had tortured them, yet his offer, especially the promise of payment, seemed almost generous.

Looking at each other, the boys realized the choice was clear. They didn't want to face more beatings or the wrath of Aki. The offer of earning 10000 yen a day is 300000 yen.

They will be earning big time with this for only protecting Misaki and information about her situation was not a bad choice.

With a collective nod, they agreed to Aki's terms, hoping to stay on his good side and avoid any further suffering.

"That's good to hear," Aki said, nodding approvingly. "I'll have your wounds treated and make sure you eat something before you go home. I'll also arrange for someone to send you off." With that, he turned and left the room.

The boys were stunned by the sudden change in their situation. They exchanged glances, relief washing over them. At least they wouldn't be getting more beatings.

Half an hour later, they found themselves sitting at an opulent dining table. After being treated by the family doctor and nurse, they were ushered into the dining room. The luxury of the surroundings was almost overwhelming. The table was laden with a variety of sumptuous dishes, the likes of which they had never seen before. Their mouths watered, and they swallowed their saliva in anticipation.

They hesitated at first, unsure if they were really allowed to indulge in such luxury. But the hunger and exhaustion from their ordeal soon overcame their reservations. Tentatively, they began to help themselves to the food.

As they ate, they couldn't help but reflect on the strange turn their day had taken. What had started as a nightmare had somehow morphed into something unexpectedly positive. They had gone from being beaten and terrified to being offered a job and treated with kindness.

One of the boys, glancing at the others, couldn't help but voice what they were all thinking. "I guess working for him won't be so bad," he said, his mouth half-full of food. The others nodded in agreement, too busy eating to respond verbally.

One of the boys, glancing at the others, couldn't help but voice what they were all thinking. "I guess working for him won't be so bad," he said, his mouth half-full of food. The others nodded in agreement, too busy eating to respond verbally.

Another one chimed in, "But he is goddamn rich. I didn't notice before, but his house looks massive."

"Yeah, the food is also good," one replied, still chewing.

"Still, what's the president's relationship with him?" another asked, curiosity piqued.

"Maybe maid and master," one suggested with a smirk.

"I think it's a forbidden relationship type," another speculated.

"True, I think it will be hard for me to disobey Prez anymore," one admitted, the realization sinking in.

"Yeah, me too," another agreed.

"Same," the third echoed.

After that the meal progressed in silence, the boys focused on their plates. As they finished, they leaned back in their chairs, feeling more at ease than they had all day.

Soon after, a butler approached them. "A car is ready to take you home whenever you are," he informed them politely. The boys nodded, grateful for the hospitality. They rose from the table, following the butler out.

As they left the villa, they couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude towards Aki. Despite the rough start, things seemed to be looking up. They had a job, they were fed, and they were finally on their way home.

Aki's plan was in motion, and the boys, now somewhat loyal, were ready to play their part in it.

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Does it lack charector intersection or do you still fell the other charector's as Robot?

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