Naruto had never been so glad to hear a bell ring.
No—scratch that. He had been just as glad to hear the bell ring yesterday as he was today. And the day before that. And the day before that…
Okay, so maybe it had been like this ever since he started school.
He didn't think anyone would blame him for loving the sound of that bell. As far as he was concerned, it represented freedom. Even if that freedom only lasted until lunch period ended.
Still, it was freedom—and he intended to enjoy every second of it.
That strange feeling from earlier, the one that had crawled up his spine all morning, hadn't gone away… but at least now he could ignore it.
Mostly.
Lunch also gave him an excuse to explore the school. Even though he'd been here for a while, Naruto still had trouble finding his way around Kuoh Academy, so he always used this time to learn the layout.
Walking through the halls with a piping-hot bowl of ramen in one hand and chopsticks in the other, Naruto happily slurped his noodles while taking in the sights and sounds of the campus.
At least, he would have enjoyed them—
If not for a very familiar sound reaching his ears.
Perverted giggling.
Naruto slowed mid-step, eyes narrowing slightly.
He knew that sound.
He'd heard it more times than he could count during training with Ero-sennin. In fact, he could identify it as easily as he could identify the color of his own hair.
Hyoudou Issei was a seventeen-year-old high school student of average height, with short brown hair and light brown eyes. He wore the standard Kuoh Academy uniform, though he paired it with a red undershirt and blue sneakers.
There wasn't much else worth noting about him.
Except for his almost unnatural amount of lust.
Hyoudou Issei was one of the largest perverts in existence—the kind that sent women running for the hills or straight into violent fits of feminine fury. Along with his two friends, Mitsuda and Motohama, he was known as part of the infamous Hentai San'nin-Gumi.
The Perverted Trio.
On a side note, Jiraiya would have been proud.
That perversion also explained their current activity.
Peeping on the kendo club while they changed in the girls' locker room.
The sight of soft skin, feminine curves, and an impressive variety of breast sizes was more than enough to send the trio into a blissful, drooling haze.
"You look like you're having a good time?"
Issei's grin widened as he nodded along with the voice. "Yeah…"
His friends nodded too, neither of them realizing the voice didn't belong to any of them.
"It's a nice view, isn't it?"
"Yeah…"
"I'm glad you three are enjoying this so much. It's good to enjoy something while it lasts."
Issei blinked.
That… was a strange thing to say.
"EEK! PEEPERS! PERVERTS! LECHES! HOW DARE YOU PEEK INTO THE GIRLS' LOCKER ROOM!"
The trio's eyes widened as their danger senses kicked in like a turbo-charged engine.
They tried to turn and run.
They might have succeeded—
If not for the steel wires that burst from the ground, wrapping around them and yanking them together in a tangled heap.
"W-What happened!?" Mitsuda shouted. "Where did this wire come from!?"
"I-I don't know!" Issei would have loved an answer to that question.
"So you're the ones who thought you could peep on us?"
Fear crawled through Issei's veins as he slowly looked up at the kendo club captain. She stood there in her academy uniform, a shinai resting lightly in her hand.
She tapped its bladed side against her palm.
"Why am I not surprised it's you three?" she said coolly. "I thought you'd learned your lesson last time. Seems like you need a more… forceful reminder."
"More forceful!?" Motohama shrieked. "Last time you hit us in the family jewels!"
The captain's grin turned downright demonic.
"I know. Girls—drop their pants."
Normally, that sentence would have sent a group of boys into absolute ecstasy.
This time, it only inspired terror.
The Perverted Trio whimpered as the girls closed in.
From above, Naruto leaned against the rooftop railing, laughing as screams of pain echoed below.
He had nothing against perverts. If he did, he'd have to hate Ero-sennin—and that man had been like family. A very questionable, extremely perverted uncle… but family nonetheless.
No, Naruto didn't hate them.
He just loved pranking idiots who left themselves wide open.
Besides, they'd be fine. Perverts were ridiculously resilient. He'd seen Jiraiya get beaten to near death more times than he could count and walk it off minutes later.
"KRAAAA! NOT THE FACE! NOT THE FACE!"
Yeah. They'd recover.
Probably.
As Naruto's laughter faded into quiet chuckles, that strange sensation returned—stronger this time.
He froze.
Someone was watching him.
Naruto slowly turned his head toward the source of the feeling.
Two girls stood below, looking up at him.
Both wore the Kuoh Academy uniform. Both were undeniably beautiful.
One was tall and buxom, with long raven-black hair tied into a flowing ponytail and playful violet eyes.
But it was the other one that made Naruto stop breathing.
Crimson hair spilled down her back all the way to her thighs, deep and vibrant. Her eyes—blue-green and sharp—were locked directly onto him.
She wasn't just looking.
She was studying him.
Naruto met her gaze.
For a brief moment, the noise of the school faded away.
Then she smiled.
It wasn't wide. It wasn't playful.
It was knowing.
Naruto felt a chill run down his spine.
…Yeah, he thought slowly.
This school definitely isn't normal.
::: A/N - I hope you enjoyed the second chapter! This is a new crossover project for me, and I'm working hard on the writing and editing. I would love to hear your thoughts—please leave a comment and let me know what you think so far! :::