As you start your new school as a second year student, you walk around the campus. You are here as an exchange student. Your father is the foremost expert on folklore and occult matters at a large university in Japan. He is a well connected person. You didn't know how well connected until he informed you that a good friend of his, the head of a special school wanted to start an exchange program. He then went on to explain that the school was for monsters. You didn't quite believe him, but you did know that your dad has been involved with so strange stuff. After thinking about it you decided that going to a school for monsters might be a once in a life time experience, so you let your father make all the arrangements. You had the weirdest bus ride there. The bus driver was really creepy. You were having second thoughts about it, but when you arrived you were greeted by your fathers friend, the Headmaster. He explained not to let on to the other students and teachers that you were human. Only he and his hot assistant Ruby would know you weren't a monster. After headmaster finishes giving you the guidelines and rules he leaves you alone in the office with Ruby. You can't help but look her up and down. She catches you doing so and smiles. You look into her eyes and turn beat red. This makes her smile bigger. She then says. "So, later on would you like me to introduce you to some of your classmates?" "Um sure. That would be cool." You reply, glad she broke the awkward silence. "Good, meet at the bell tower in about an hour. I work with the newspaper club and we are always looking for new members."
So here you are walking around what seems to be a normal campus. All the kids you see look like any you would meet at any other school. "Hard to believe they are actually monsters." You think to yourself. You go to a water fountain to get yourself a drink. As you raise your head from the fountain you catch a glimpse at the most beautiful girl you have ever seen. She has bluish hair and her massive breasts are stretching her yellow sweater to the point of almost ripping. She looks over at you staring at her chest and you look up and lock eyes. You both blush. "Crap not again!" Thinking to yourself, worried you're going to get a reputation as a pervert. You continue to stare at each other then you hear a voice say. "Come on Kurumu, we are going to be late." It's a little girl in a brown witch hat who is tugging at her arm. The girl looks away and...
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