So yeah, DDKDC finally gave up on this, and since I had the original story saved for other reasons, I figured I'd step up and continue it in his stead.

For those who read the original version and his one-chapter start to his rewrite, you probably know at least my name, and whether you read my stuff or not, you've probably seen a glimpse my style in that one rewritten chapter since I was the editor for it. This version will have a similar style probably, and I do want to at least maintain some sort of semblance of the original layout, but I do have to warn that my chapters are not massive like his. My style is more like 1-1.5k words per chapter, so once I've gone through the stuff written by him, the following events will be shrunken down, and I'll probably also break up what he's written to be more manageable as well.

I must warn you, I don't have the same flair he does. If you really want me to, I can try doing random trivia and updates like he tended to do, but if you came to the story for random sports news and injuries in the A/N, you'll probably not find them. Just saying.

For those used to my normal stories like KoC and EE, don't worry. Those will still be taking precedence and will hopefully not be detracted from because of this. However, if you are going to be reading this one too, be aware that this is not going to be written as my usual style. Due to the nature of how the existing chapters are handled, I won't be turning it into a super long dark mess of plot points like the others. It'll be closer to slice of life than pretty much anything I normally do. Hey, it's practice for me too.

As for update frequency. Those who read my own active stories will know that I tend to write a chapter every week or so, though I do my best to write faster. This story, however, will not be so common. It'll probably be once a month or something, whenever I find time to focus on it I guess. Still a step up from the super infrequent updates he had, right? Hopefully I've built up at least some sort of reputation for being somewhat regular. Please ignore the massive number of abandoned stories I have.

If you have any questions about the story, please direct them to me. He isn't interested in it anymore, I think he made that very clear, so it'll just be bothering him.

I don't think I've ever done an A/N this long before...He's rubbing off on me, nooo! uwu

"Shameless! Pervert! Beast!" The insults were always the same. Every day, they came from all sides. I can't catch a break no matter where I am. At home. At school. From all sides there are people, usually girls, who ignore my pleas for mercy and hit where it hurts.

Every day I try to restart my life. I promise myself that I will not trip. I will not let my hands touch another person. And yet it always happens. I trip. I lose my balance. Someone runs into my shoulder and knocks me over. Every single time, there is some girl to land on. It isn't intentional, it never is, but that never stops them from retaliating, and by now, there rarely comes a day when I don't walk home with bandages over my face. Not that I blame them, I know my excuses sound pretty pathetic after so long with the same story.

Still, some of them react way too harshly, to the point of excessiveness. Nana and Yami are prime examples of that. Honestly, it's a wonder I'm still alive with them around, and the worst part is that I can't do anything about it.

Nana may not be very relevant to Deviluke's bizarre political sphere, but her dad is still the king of the universe, and if Lala's anything to go by, he's way too overprotective about his daughters. So yeah, if I even so much as raise my voice against her, it'll only take a single video call and boom, no more Earth. The worst kind of freeloader, one who actively uses me as a punching bag knowing full well I can't do anything about it. Was Nana that bad to other people before she came here?

At school it's no better with Miss Anti-Ecchi buzzing around seemingly everywhere I look. Seriously, I get that Yami's an all-powerful mutant alien thing, but I'm pretty sure teleportation isn't in her arsenal. Yet there she always is, standing at just the right angle above me in the stairwell or turning a corner when I'm walking. Seriously, she needs to get her face out of those books she reads and pay attention for once. Maybe then she'd finally succeed in the mission she's supposed to be here for instead of just beating the crap out of me for the slightest thing.

I don't even have to do anything to make her mad at this point. Just my presence is enough to set her off, and yet somehow I'm always alive afterwards. Not much of the "greatest assassin in the universe" if she can't kill one human, is she?

I've tried to care for her, I truly have. I sank months into getting her comfortable living on Earth, supporting her in Tearju-sensei's absence even before I knew the woman existed, looking out to make sure nobody treated her like an enemy, yet all I ever get is half-hearted efforts to kill me and then her running away without so much as an apology. Every day.

But those two are just the most physically abusive ones. God, where do I even start with Kotegawa?

Kotegawa Yui, the school disciplinary president who nobody asked for. The one person who I'd have thought would understand my position after being around during so many of my accidents. I thought by now she'd realize I never intend any harm, that I'm not a bad guy. I thought I could actually consider her a close friend. None of that matters though, evidently.

Yami may show up once or twice a day and beat me to the ground, but you, you don't pull your punches even if you never actually raise a hand against me. I can handle the kicks and punches, but there's something especially awful about how dehumanizing your insults are.

"Harenchi". It means shameless, indecent. It's awful and I hate it, and you know that it isn't true, yet it's still your catchphrase at this point. I guess that's all I am to you, just an annoying klutz who can't keep his hands to himself.

I thought you were a friend, but maybe you're right. Maybe I'm just an idiot. I should have been like Saruyama and avoided you immediately, but no, I decided to trust you, like I trust everyone I meet for some reason. I should have hated you. I should hate myself for believing in you, but at this point I don't care enough to feel that strongly.

Those three are the worst of the physical and verbal abuse, but it only gets worse. I wish it stopped there, but no, there's always more for me. Someone is always there to hit me when I'm down.

Momioka-san. Momo. You just do not know when to give up, do you?

Momioka-san, I'll be honest. You're a pretty cool chick, and I respect your ability to get along with pretty much anyone, even my idiot best friend, but that teasing you do? Please, just stop. Nobody enjoys it except maybe Sawada. I don't like it when you hug me from behind or randomly blow in my ears, and it drives me nuts when you decide to grope someone I'm talking to. Not that me being there matters, you should stop even if I'm not around. Please, just stop for once.

Still, like I said, you're a pretty cool girl otherwise. The random sexual advances is really my only gripe with you, everything else is fine by me. Better than this next one, that's for sure.

Momo. Velia. Deviluke. Never have I ever wanted to punch someone so much for saying they loved me. I know you care about me, maybe as much as Lala does, but still. I have to hold back so much for the same reasons as with Nana, plus I get that you don't really mean any harm.

Though, I'm beginning to question even that. What is the actual point of your "harem plan"? It's blindingly obvious even to a brick like me that you're just trying to get me to yourself without hurting Lala. You claim that it's to benefit a lot of girls, but just name one living outside my house who actually cares about me like that. Name one person who actually depends on me to be happy. And no, Mikan doesn't count, she's my sister. Freak.

Whatever is going on in your head, I wish you'd stop, and if you can't, then keep it to yourself like I do. I know you won't though, because you've never once bothered to ask if I cared in the slightest about your plans. You don't care what I want, as much as you claim you do. You're no different than Nana, a self-centered spoiled brat who abused her status to get her way. You've never even so much as asked if I actually agreed with that harem plan of yours, you just assumed I did and went with it. And yet you still have the audacity to tease me about it.

I have just one thing to ask you, Momo Velia Deviluke. Do you really care about me?

I'd go farther, but I can't do that far down the rabbit hole yet, can I? I still have so much more to complain about after all, but someone's knocking at my door.

"Hey, Rito!" Thank you, Mikan. Inner Rito was starting to get to me again.

"Ah, Mikan! Yeah, what's going on?" Way to cover your thoughts up, me. You're just as good at hiding it as you always were.

"You haven't left your room since you got home from school. You alright?" As usual, the same tone she always takes. She babies everyone even though she's still an elementary schooler.

"Ah, um, yeah! Just...dealing with some stuff. I'll be down later!"

"You sure? It's really not like you to shut yourself in like this. Did something happen?"

No, thankfully.

"...Did you fall on someone again?"

Well...yes, but that's not what I-

"Who was it?"

I could explain if you'd-

"Rito?...You know what, whatever. You need to stop doing that, it's embarrassing for me too, you know? Ever since my friends came over here, rumors about you are around my school too…"

Well, great. Even without being around, some other school knows me as what everyone at Sainan High thinks I am.

"Seriously, Rito. Sometimes I'm ashamed to be your sister."

...Ashamed, huh? I'm surprised you said you were ashamed of being my sister, rather than of me being your brother. Everyone else directs their irritation specifically at me rather than in that roundabout way.

I can't really find a real reason to fault her though. Mikan's a bit rude, but it's usually well-deserved and I don't think I've ever seen her acting out of turn when she doesn't have a reason to. She does her best to take care of everyone, I really, truly can't think badly of her.

Still, I can't keep living like this. It's gotten to where I think so negatively about everyone around me. I really don't want to tell any of them what I'm thinking, but eventually…

Another knock, saving me yet again from myself. It's Lala this time, evident from the characteristic way she stretches out my name.

"Lala? What is it?"

"Mikan said to remind you that dinner's going to be ready soon!" Already? Time flies when you're having fun…

"Ok, I'll be down soon. Thanks!"

"Kay~!" She's not gone yet. I didn't hear her footsteps. "Hey, Rito?"

"What is it now, Lala?" She always drags this out, doesn't she? It's not just me either, she tends to do this with anyone.

"Nothing, I just wanted to say...I know it was tough today again, but…"

...Oh Gid who art in Deviluke, polished be thy tail, don't let her say what I think she's-

"I love you. Just...thought you'd want to hear it." Loud thumping sounds fading away. She's gone now, finally.

...I can't believe it. After just complimenting Mikan, I can't believe I'm thinking what I'm thinking about Lala right now. But Lala...I didn't want to hear that. I never wanted to hear that. Not from anyone. Not from you. What is going on with me? Why do those words make me so irrationally angry?

Oh. Right. That's why. It's because it's all your fault. This hell I live is because you came here.

Yami coming to Earth was because of Lacospo's weird obsession with you. I wouldn't have an assassin on my back all the time if you didn't come. Nana and Momo, those twin terrors, they came because you were here. My balance issues, they're because you warped so close to be that first day...Everything. Everything is because of you.

Oh my god, what is wrong with me? I'm turning on the only person who I am absolutely certain cares for me. The one person I know genuinely loves me and wishes no ill will toward me. Someone who really does consider me everything Momo claims many girls see me as.

Yet...I feel so bitter thinking about that. It's true, no matter how I slice it. If you didn't come here, I'd have confessed to Haruna. I'd be with the one normal person who didn't hate me for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

If you weren't here, I wouldn't have to deal with the psychotic pervert and the Devilukean equivalent of a chihuahua. If you weren't here, Kotegawa wouldn't even know I existed. If you weren't here, I'd be living a normal life.

...I don't want to think this anymore. Stop it, inner me! She didn't mean any of this, she's innocent of any crime!

I can't keep going like this. I don't want to go to school tomorrow. I don't want to face Kotegawa. I don't want to run into Yami. I don't want anything to do with Nana.

I don't want to. I don't want to. I don't want to.

I'm not angry, am I? Not really, I've never really been able to get mad at anyone. It's not anger I'm feeling.

It's fear.

I'm scared. I'm terrified. The worst part is, I can't pin it on anyone but myself.

I'm afraid of my own emotions. How long am I supposed to keep going like this? I'm bottling everything up and just echoing in my own head…

Bottles break if they fall. How long will it be until then?

I'm going to snap.