A/N: Hello to all Oregairu fans, I'm Captspeed and this chapter is a little something that I had stored in my cellphone for a couple of months.

Ever since I watched the anime and read the LN/Manga, I've become an addict to Oregairu and since I watch a lot of Slice of/School life anime I had this crazy idea of mixing up some plot using some of my favorites series, like Drrr!, maybe a little of Nisekoi, etc.

8man will be somewhat OOC, but his main characteristics remain the same. His eyes will be different - for reference, his eyes will be similar to Akashi Seijuro from KnB (sorry no dead fish-eyes!).

I've decided that this story will focus more around the secondary characters like Totsuka, Saika or even Hayato and Tobe.

WARNING: This chapter is merely an epilogue, highly based on the first episode/chapters.

Any type of suggestions will be welcomed and I hope you enjoy!

Edited: 01/01/17

My adolescent life is better than I had expected

"Whoa, the transfer student is in a bad mood today."

I could totally hear those whispers.

"His eyes are not normal!"

They were right, my eyes had an animalistic look.

"Shh! Don't look, you might get in trouble with him."

Saying shit behind my back could also get you in trouble, you know?

"Yeah… I heard that he was expelled from his previous high school after starting a fight at the entrance ceremony."

"He's a delinquent, so he's totally capable of doing that..."

Not true at all.

"I heard his family are part of a gang or something. Maybe Yakuza?"

Now that, I couldn't really deny.

Once again I was the main topic of my classmates' gossip. They really think that I'm a delinquent. I thought to myself with a smirk on my face. Their stupidity was amusing to watch.

This all started when I was born. I wasn't being dramatic, everyone looked at me with fear or disgust since a young age and that was because the troublesome genes that I inherited from my grandfather.

The main source of my agony was my eyes, which looked really fierce and not even my messy bangs could help me avoid the negative attention. My eyesight was nearly perfect, but it was their wild appearance that ruined everything.

It was true that I had an intimidating appearance, but that was only due to my 'cursed' eyes. My face was probably above average and if it wasn't for my rotten facial expression, I could say that I was a handsome young man.

The worst part of this internal drama was that my sanpaku grey eyes were always reflecting a piercing glare that made me look defiant and really scary - this even happened when I was acting normal. My eyes could definitely make other people run away if I made eye contact with them and that was ridiculous.

My grades weren't bad and I mostly attended to classes that didn't force me to cooperate with other students. As far as I could remember, I was never involved in an argument, let alone a fistfight. I was an average adolescent that was part of a weird family.

However, everyone started to think that I was a scary delinquent when I transferred to this high school, three weeks after the entrance ceremony. Being the transfer student in a somewhat prestigious school made me become the hot topic among the masses and thanks to my appearance and lack of background information, I had become a delinquent in a couples of hours.

The misunderstandings would had been solved almost immediately if I wanted to, but I did nothing. I felt disgusted by everyone and I couldn't trust this bunch of conceited people.

One year later, my current situation at Sõbu High School wasn't a joking matter and I knew that I shouldn't be laughing about this, but somehow, when the rumors and the glares started, I decided to embrace the role of a delinquent in order to keep others away.

I got up from my seat and I headed towards the classroom door. I sighed in annoyance as I remembered that I still had to visit the staff room to speak with the school's guidance counselor, which mentioned to visit her after the end of the classes.

As I opened the door to leave, I bumped shoulders with some random guy who was happily chatting with his friends in front of the said door. He immediately adopted an apologetic stance, "I-I-I'm so sorry man. I didn't mean to do it, I swear!"

I clicked my tongue in annoyance. What a stupid guy... No one would get mad for getting bumped on the shoulder. That was true if I was a normal person, but I forgot that I was a delinquent. I gave him my best glare and continued making my way to meet my nosy teacher.

This awkward situation started because my father decided to move away from my grandparents' house, as soon as my grandfather got hospitalized. My parents decided to buy an apartment in Chiba, so that they could live closer to their workplaces.

It was evident for me that this was all an excuse, a farce just like my delinquent act. The relationships in my family were very awkward and tense. Even if we had a shady background, I sensed that there was something bigger that no one would dare to speak about.

My parents became somewhat distant over the past year, according to my sister Komachi, but for me that was how they always were. That being said, I rarely saw my parents during weekdays and I was pretty much living alone with my sister.

After a couple of minutes of walking through the school's halls, I reached the staff room and taking a deep breath to prepare myself, I walked in through the door.

"Youth is a lie. It is nothing but evil." My Japanese teacher started reading my essay aloud. "...Go blow yourselves." I could see her expression changing quickly as she read the last part. My writing skills were far from perfect, but I was sure that Shizuka Hiratsuka was mad for another reason. Supporting her head with her hand and sighing deeply, she continued, "Say Hikigaya, what was the assignment?"

I could only smirk at her question, I knew where this was going, "It was an essay with the topic 'Looking back on High School life'..." I started out confidently, but speaking with an older woman was making me nervous, especially after the amount of times that she had scolded me over the past weeks.

"Exactly, so why did you write a threat letter? Are you an idiot?" An idiot? No, I was an honest and smart person, despite having this intimidating appearance.

Now playing closer attention to the female 'mistress' I knew that her beauty was a hiding a much darker side of her personality. This woman was scary, but I enjoyed seeing this side of her. Just before losing myself to my pervert fantasies with an older woman, I was struck in the head by the piece of paper that I wrote, "Pay attention!"

Hey, you're attacking me with my hard work! This was one of the reasons that led me to become such a cynical person. People didn't appreciate your effort and this teacher didn't care about freedom of speech.

"Your eyes, they're like the eyes of a criminal. What is this tasteless essay?" The female teacher insulted me while gazing directly at me. Her scowl was intimidating indeed, but her insults were nothing new to me. I heard that and worst many times before, her words were not very effective against me.

"Uh-In my opinion, I did reflect on my High School life. My essay is pretty close to the reality of adolescence."

"You really need to stop being so cynical towards life Hikigaya. Oh and stop acting like a delinquent it doesn't suit you. Do you have any idea of how many complaints I've received about you, little brat?" She said with an expression full of pity and disgust while pointing at me and my uniform.

It was exactly as she said, I was trying to look scary. Choosing to play the role of the bad guy, I always took advantage of my scary eyes to keep people away. Just by looking at me, everyone considered me a delinquent – I was truly intimidating. I usually wore an expressionless look on my face and until today that was enough to avoid interaction with stupid humans.

"Little brat...? Well from the perspective of someone your age-" Without any sign of movement, my comeback was cut short. The female teacher unleashed her fist, grazing the side of my cheek.

I understood the message conveyed by her action 'Next time you play smart, that will hit!'. Unfortunately for her, now I knew the boundaries that I needed to respect and next time I'd avoid the famous 'Hiratsuka Punch'.

"I'm sorry for being rude, I'll write the essay again." I said in a serious manner, trying to show some type of remorse.

She was impressive, a beautiful woman with such a scary personality. That was probably one of the reasons she was still single. Instantly I started an inner debate with myself, which 'dere' type would suit her better. In my opinion she was probably a hybrid, a mix between a tsundere and a yandere. Scary, violent, but at the same time a lovely woman who would waste her precious time dealing with me.

While distracted in my thoughts, the female teacher removed a cigarette from her breast pocket and lit it like it was the most normal thing to do inside a school. "I'm not angry with you, you're a problematic student after all. You know, this past weekend I've had the pleasure to meet your mother and little sister in the mall. I've learned some interesting stuff about you."

I unconsciously gulped and I was feeling my hands getting a bit sweaty. This was bad news for me. What did the two of them told this woman? If any of my secrets were revealed, she would definitely be a person that would blackmail me. Maybe she would ask me to become her pet, a slave to her needs or even her husband. Now that I thought about it, this wouldn't be so bad, but I would prefer to reverse the Master and Servant Contract. [1]

"Could you please stop grinning like that? You look like a sexual offender." She scolded me. A woman's sixth sense was a rather powerful skill. "I know a little about your family dramas. You and your sister moved to Chiba and changed schools to 'reset' your lives."

She was right, we moved to avoid further damage to our adolescent lives. My family was troublesome and unlike the two idols of our school, our influence was tainted with bad rumors.

Before I could dwell on my thoughts, the female teacher continued, "People always looked at you like you were some freak, your appearance alone made people think you were nothing but a delinquent, a rude and disgusting guy. You never tried to change your reputation... Even though you wanted a fresh start, you're still the same lone boy, traumatized by his past."

I chuckled to myself unable to find a good answer, she caught the Legendary Hachiman using the weakest Poké Ball. [2] I felt exposed, almost humiliated. But who is she to judge me?

Just by looking at her I could see that she was once a problematic student too, maybe a delinquent High School dropout. She was a shounen manga junkie, aggressive and scary, which in my opinion, dressed in an improperly way. A woman with great assets that always dressed like a female bartender was certainly indecent, especially considering that most of the male students were perverts with raging hormones. That certainly wasn't my case! Shizuka Heiwajima, yeah that name sounded cool. However, she was lacking the blonde hair and the blue sunglasses. [3]

"You're not in any clubs, right?" She finally broke the silence and I nodded. "...Do you have any friends?" She asked, almost assuming that she was right once again. Is this woman a psychologist too?

"Well, borrowing the quotes of a certain antagonist, I love humanity and I live by the virtue of impartiality, for that reason, I prefer to watch everyone from afar, keeping away from an intimate relationship." [4]

"Deciphering your lame reference, you don't have any friends. From what your family said and just by looking at your eyes and attitude I knew that straight away!" She said almost happily. If you knew, then don't bother asking me.

"...I assume you don't have a girlfriend or 'something', I mean, I bet everyone gets scared off by your appearance." Is she asking me if I'm gay or 'something'? Woman, stop offending me like that. I needed a pause to restock my Burn Heal. [5]

Once again I answered exactly what she wanted to hear, "Hmm, I see. We need to do something about that…" She gazed at me intensely, her eyes looking a bit watery. Her gaze turned soft and now she was definitely showing some type of pity. Please stop that!

"All right, rewrite your report." Finally she stopped the interrogatory. This time I wouldn't be dumb enough to express my soul, not this time! I would write an inoffensive composition, nothing more. "However, your heartless words injured my feelings. You should never talk to a woman about her age! Because of this, you are required to the Service Club."

Crap, my sharp tongue was once again my doom. Wrongdoings must be punished, huh? Teacher please stop sounding like a shounen protagonist.

"The Service Club? What exactly do you do in a club with that name?" This was suspicious and she was having way too much fun.

The woman stood up and stubbed out her cigarette, "Follow me!" I hesitated to follow her command, I wasn't happy with this situation, "Oi, hurry up! As your counselor and as request by your family, I'll make you become a decent man." Hiratsuka choose your words carefully, please! My fragile heart won't resist your sweet words and I'll make you my wife.

I ended up following her, while thinking why someone would use the word 'service' to name a school club. My head was like a desert, I couldn't find any good answer.

I was hoping that this club wouldn't involve any kind of psychical activity. I could always escape this situation by saying that I had a chronic disease in my lower back. Is it called her...herpes? I had no clue, I was really bad at scientific stuff.

"We're here." She announced when we stopped in a front of a normal looking classroom. The teacher opened the sliding door and taking a peek inside I could see chairs and tables piled up in stacks along the edge.

The room looked ordinary, but there was something that stood out. A girl reading a book, enlightened by the sunset. My mind and body froze, I was fascinated by her dedication. It looked like she would still be sitting there, reading, even if a zombie horde attacked our school. [6]

Realizing that she had visitors, she halted her reading and looked up with a cold look, "Sensei, I told you to knock before you enter..." She was elegant. She looked entirely different from the other girls from this school.

"Even if I knock, you won't respond."

"You always enter before I have time to answer." She said in an irritated tone and then shifted her gaze towards me, "And who is that person staring off into space?" I knew this girl. Her name was Yukino Yukinoshita - Grade 11, Class J. She was the beauty who sits at the top of our grade, everyone knew who she was. I was also pretty sure that I had also heard her family name being a hot topic during some of my grandfather's business meetings.

"He's joining this club." Shizuka announced, giving me the opportunity to speak, "I'm Hachiman Hikigaya - Grade 11, Class F. Hey, I haven't accepted joining this club."

"This is your punishment from what happened earlier. I won't accept any type of complaint." She declared with great resolution. "You can tell by looking, that his heart is corrupt. His eyes and the way he wears his uniform doesn't help his reputation. As a result, he's a pitiable, lonely worm that uses his delinquent status to avoid human interaction. I request that you fix his rebellious personality in this club."

"I respectfully decline. I know about his reputation and I sense that his scary eyes are filled with ulterior motives, I feel like my life's in danger." Yukinoshita said while adjusting her outfit, keeping her cold glare on me.

With a chest like that, I was definitely not interested in her. You don't need to worry about me starting at you. Wait, I did look, right? Yeah, I totally looked at her.

"Don't worry, this guy's adept at self-preservation and he's pretty good at risk-return calculations. He wouldn't do anything punishable by law. Putting it simply he's a petty thug."

Unfortunately for me, my mother had talked with this woman in person and now she was motivated to change my ways. I could only protest against her insults, "Tch! That's not a compliment, woman... Just say that I'm able to make rational decisions."

"Petty thug? I see..." Somehow, Yukinoshita seemed convinced with her explanation, ignoring my presence.

"Well, it's a request from a teacher, I can't refuse. I accept it." Yukinoshita said in a forced tone. She was definitely not happy about this, but the feeling was mutual.

The teacher was smiling in triumph. "Well, I'm counting on you." She turned around and left the classroom. I was ignored completely during this whole scene. So this was what she meant by 'not taking any type of protest', damned woman.

What type of show is this? I'm the main character, I deserve respect! I was left here in this room with this rude girl. This was the start of a romantic route, I could feel it. It's a trap! Thank you for the warning, Admiral Ackbar. [7]

A sudden romantic development like this made me recall some bittersweet memories from my Junior High School. "C-Can't we jus-t-t be friends?" The girl said in a shaky voice. She was scared of me. In the end we remained two strangers that shared an awkward memory. My first and last crush… Or so I thought.

Then, I had another flashback moment. It was another painful memory, but for some reason I couldn't remember it properly. I was standing on the gate of my Junior High School and I was accompanied by some unknown girl. She had a very bright hair color, maybe it was dyed hair. This memory was all fuzzy. Her name probably started with an N or M. Maybe I called her with a nickname, I couldn't recall. "Mia… Is that what I used to call you? I'm sorry, but I can't be your friend. Don't talk with me anymore."

That was what I said to the girl, making her run away in tears. Well done, Hachiman! Friendship was a lie and that bitch probably had some hidden motive to approach me. The little bit of pride and sanity that I still had would vanish if I was hurt one more time. I never needed friends and since that time, I had been living a fulfilling life.

Tired of standing in the middle of the room like a fool, I decided to sit down, removing a chair from the stack. Unfortunately for me, I made some loud noise, which made the beauty stare at me like I was a piece of trash.

"How about you stop fooling around and just sit quietly in a corner?" I sighed in defeat, she was definitely trying to pick a fight with me. I said nothing and sat some meters away from her, gazing in her direction, trying to intimidate her.

Yukinoshita didn't show me an ounce of concern. I had to admit she had guts. Any other female would leave this room running, crying for help. This girl was like some type of noble, but as an elite she was probably cut from any social circles.

We were rather similar in this aspect, too bad I wasn't breathtaking like her. She was untouchable and unattainable. And now, I was left with one important quest: what to do in this situation?

"Is something wrong?" Miss Beautiful asked, finally lifting her gaze from the damned book.

"I simply don't know what's going on. What is this club anyways? I feel like I'm losing my precious time here." I answered honestly.

Looking in my direction with a cold sigh, she said "Try guessing." She was testing me.

"Considering this setting and the lack of club members I would say a Literary Club. Oh, you're also reading a book. If this club still exists, it's because it has no costs." My logic was flawless, or not.

"Really...? That was a good guess." Yukinoshita said with great interest. "Incorrect, try again." She said with a scornful laugh.

I was getting impatient, she was making fun of me. "If it's not a Literary Club or an Occult Research Club, then it is something related to helping people in need. If it isn't that, then I have no clue." I said, finally trying to end this stupid game.

Yukinoshita eyes widened in surprise, "Well, you're partially correct. Hikigaya, how many years has it been since you've talked to a girl?"

If my memory was correct, the last time I spoke with a girl was during that incident with the blonde girl. "This question doesn't make sense. I'm talking to you now, right?" I said trying to avoid the subject.

"Those who are blessed give those who are less fortunate out of the goodness of their hearts." She said as she got up, walking in my direction. "People call this volunteer work. Providing help to those in need. That is what this club does." She was now looking down at me with her arms folded, "Welcome to the Service Club, I'll fix your problems. You should thank me."

"You bitch..." I almost exploded. Despite being a person who deserved to be treated as nobility, she wasn't a better person than me. "I might not look like it, but I rated third in all of the exams, excluding the scientific subjects. Despite having scary eyes, I'm good looking and I won't accept being offended by a weird girl like you!"

"I'll admit you're smart enough, but I heard some fatal blows in your argument. You're a weird person, truly disgusting." She said with a cold smile. Using a more descriptive word, a sadistic smile. Too bad, Hachiman was also a sadist.

"According to my observations, it seems that you're a loner because of your rotten personality and cynical temperament. You're pitiable and I feel like you need some help."

We continued to trade a couple of verbal blows before she added, "That should be enough practice for you. If you can talk with a girl like me, you should be able to hold a conversation with most people. Now you can hold this memory in your heart and keep going even when you're alone." Her pose and expression was infuriating. Her pleasant smile and kind words conveyed another kind of message. She hated me just as much as I hated her.

"Believe me, I would rather forget that I met you, miss washing board." I said in an indifferent tone. She was annoying.

Before we could continue this fight of wits, Shizuka entered the classroom, once again without knocking. "Knock!" The annoying girl said with a sigh. This was becoming a running gag between the pair.

"Oh, please don't mind me and continue your conversation. It's nice that you two are getting along with each other." Read the mood woman, we were clearly not on friendly terms. "Yukinoshita, it looks like you're having some trouble straightening out his rotten personality" Always making me sound like a delinquent... Wait, I did act like one.

"That's because Hikigaya doesn't want to admit that he has a problem." My club mate said coldly.

"Well, the same goes for you. For such an intelligent girl you're also quite rude and your attitude is just as rotten as mine. I never asked for this, Sensei… If you're doing this because of my family request, please stop it." My previous comment about Yukinoshita made her flinch in surprise, but she recovered quickly using her sadistic smile.

Shizuka tilted her head in confusion and decided to speak, "It seems that Yukinoshita didn't explain it to you... This club's goal is to reshape its members, relieving you of any worries or concerns. Any student that needs correcting will be sent here. This is not just about you Hikigaya, stop being so self-centered."

"There's no reason to change myself or the way I live. As long as I don't create any trouble, I see no reason for any correcting."

Just before I could continue my attempt at sounding impressive, Yukinoshita said, "Stop trying to sound smart. You're just running away from the problem."

"What's the problem with running away? You keep telling me to change and to stop avoid my flaws, but the fact that you're still a member of this club makes you a troublesome student like me. Why don't we fix that himedere personality of yours first?" Yukinoshita was irritated, she probably understood my insult, if not she could always use the Yukipedia. Ha-ha! I'm the funniest guy in school, for sure.

"Please, don't stray from the issue at hand. We're talking about sensei's request, my problems are not relevant... If we were to ignore your situation then no worries would get resolved. No one would be saved." Her expression was filled with anger by the end of her phrase.

Talking about salvation wasn't something a mere High School student would do. I couldn't understand why she was being so persistent about this. Maybe she was one of those idealists who wanted to create a perfect world... I can picture that.

"Calm down, you two. This development is interesting and just like in shounen manga, when two collide we have a contest to decide who's right." Hiratsuka intervened with a calm tone, finally putting a pause to the unpleasant mood that the two of us created. I felt the urge to cover my face with my palm. This woman and her love for action packed manga.

"How about this! I'll guide troubled lambs to this club and both of you will try to help them with your own methods in order to prove which one is correct."

"Tch, such a pain!"

"Don't want to." Yukinoshita said as she started to walk away. It was also the first time we agreed on something.

"Then, the winner can order the loser to do anything they wish? How's that?" Hiratsuka tried to convince her with some type of prize.

For me, that was extremely perverted and I couldn't hold my devilish grin. Having Yukinoshita as my personal maid for a week would be priceless. Suddenly, Yukinoshita moved back a couple of steps, embracing her body in a defensive position. This girl had spider senses. Being able to recognize danger without me saying a word was impressive. [8]

Yukinoshita tried to refuse, in order to save her chastity, but the female teacher provoked her and she took the bait. Apparently the Ice Queen was a sore loser and wouldn't back down from this fight. "Well, it's decided then. I'll be the one to choose the winner, just do your best." With that, the teacher left the classroom and Yukinoshita followed her soon after, without saying a simply goodbye. Rude girl.

As I collected my bag to leave, I felt my iPhone vibrating in my pocket. It was a text from my mom, which was something rare. This was probably a serious matter. 'I'm visiting your grandfather in the hospital. Go to a private place and pick up his call, please Hachi.' Reading this was making me guilty, I decided to go to the rooftop and wait for the call.

"Hello? Still alive, old man?" I said as I picked up the call from my grandfather.

"Ha-ha! Rude brat, you're lucky that I'm trapped to this bed. How you doing, kid?"

"I'm way better now that I moved away from our home. I've been leaving alone with Komachi and it has been really peaceful for me..." Even if it was very sad that my parents were always so distant all the time.

"Yeah... I'm sorry you guys had to go through so much. I know that you were the one who suffered the most... You also had bad luck when you inherited this old man's cursed eyes ha-ha."

"You don't need to worry about me, I've grown used to everything. To be honest, these eyes help me keep fake people away." I said with a sarcastic laugh, trying to convince myself that everything was going well for me. My grandfather didn't answer back so I continued, "Hearing those nasty insults to our family is what really hurts me the most. That's what happens when your grandfather is the leader of the infamous Gaya-kai group."

"I can't imagine what you guys are going through... Believe me that what people say is not always the truth. I won't deny that our family has connections to the Yakuza, but ever since I became the leader we've become a legitimate organization." I almost felt the urge to laugh at this. I had no clue if what he was saying was true or not, but for Komachi's sake I would keep us away from this dangerous world.

"You know we aren't like the gangsters you read in your books… We own a large amount of legal companies, including clinics, media and private investigation agencies. When you have so many people working for you, there will always be a couple of rotten apples. It was my job to keep everyone in check, but now that I'm weakened like this, people will try to take advantage of that."

I sighed in disinterest, "Well, I understand your point. In a couple of days I can imagine our company going back to their criminal origins, especially if the next heir is a wimp or ill-intentioned guy. I still couldn't care less about this, just don't involve our family in this mess. Just sell everything to different buyers and make sure that the money won't end up in bad hands. Tch, this is why I'm going to become a house-husband, there's no way I'm becoming a corporate slave like you and my parents!"

"Stop saying nonsense, Hachiman! You're almost an adult and you need to learn how to assume responsibilities. Despite our family being rich enough, I know that you aren't the type of brat that would depend on someone else for the rest of his life. You're too smart and prideful to become a house-husband! Our group is very influential in Chiba's economy and we'll always need someone like you to lead people in a righteous path. You're a born leader Hachiman, you influence the people around you and that's why I'm going to name you as my heir, you'll be the next leader of the Hikigaya organization."

I almost choked when I heard his speech and wait a second... Did he just say that I was his chosen heir? I knew that his relationship with my father was horrible, but I never imagined that this conversation would go like this. I was not ready for this type of thing... "No way old man... I won't accept it! I won't become the head of a Yakuza group, I just want to live a normal life!"

As I said this, I heard my grandfather coughing really hard and he started breathing heavily. I could hear my mother telling him to calm down. I was a jerk, the worst kind of guy. "You have no other choice Hachiman, you'll have to live with it. I'm counting on you... We'll talk again later."

Saying that, he ended up the call. I felt the urge to smash this iPhone against the fence, but my cheapskate personality stopped me on time. I sighed in despair and sat on the ground.

I felt a chill go down my spine and I could swear I was being watched by someone. Turning around towards the water tank, I saw no one. I could swear I saw a shadow, but that was probably me becoming conscious that my life could be in danger. In fact, I was ready to get shot in this lonely rooftop, dying without anyone noticing it.

My grandfather was crazy. Nominating me as the next heir. I was just a high schooler, for god's sake! Well, whatever! I was heading home for now and let tomorrow's problems to tomorrow's me. [9]

[1] – Reference to the Shinmai Maou no Keiyakusha series. The contract hold between Basara and his harem.

[2] / [5] – Pokémon reference.

[3] – Durarara! reference. Seriously, just Google "Shizuo Heiwajima genderbend". For me, that's a blonde version of Shizuka.

[4] – Another reference to Durarara! This is one of the quotes that the main antagonist Izaya Orihara uses during the show. Is 'love' for humanity is definitely twisted, since he's a chaotic char.

[6] – Reference to High School of the Dead.

[7] – Reference to Star Wars.

[8] – Reference to Spider-Man and his spider senses, really useful for Yukino.

[9] – A quote said by Saitama, the protagonist of One Punch-Man.