YuYu Transfer Student: Love Comedy Battlefield with That Guy from Spirit World
Yusuke Urameshi, a loner high school freshman boy, is suddenly confessed to one day by the class perfect beauty, Botan. But she is actually a transfer student from the Spirit World, saying Yusuke was a Spirit Detective who fought demons in a past life. Before he can believe it, the delinquent leader Hiei appears and forces him to fight. Then, the school's top honor student Kurama, and Kuwabara who is inexplicably popular with guys, all suddenly get close to Yusuke. It seems in their past lives,
YuYu Transfer Student: Love Comedy Battlefield with That Guy from Spirit World - Shatter everyone's feelings! Five stars shining in the sky
A yellow light pulsed.
The barrier, like cracked glass, began repairing itself with sharp, cracking sounds.
"…Still not enough."
Kurama's voice fell coldly into the silence of the gymnasium.
"What the hell isn't enough?!"
Yuusuke shouted. His fists clenched tight. At his fingertips, a faint glimmer of spirit energy still lingered. Trembling. Just like his own heart.
"I… I fired it, didn't I?! With everyone's feelings packed into it…!"
Kurama slowly shook his head. His long, reddish-purple hair swayed faintly.
"The Spirit Gun you unleashed certainly bound together Hiei's fighting spirit, Botan's prayers, Kuwabara-kun's tenacity, and my strategy."
His emerald-green eyes narrowed.
"However, that was 'everyone's feelings.' It was not 'your feelings.'"
"…Huh?"
"You merely received everyone's emotions. You yourself have yet to sincerely tell anyone, 'I need your help.'"
Kurama's finger gently pointed at Yuusuke's chest.
"There is still something hidden here. Your own clumsy, embarrassing, true feelings—the kind you can't show anyone."
Yuusuke bit his lip.
(…I need help?)
Various faces surfaced in his mind.
Botan's smile, on the verge of tears.
Hiei's profile, bloodied, saying "Do it."
Kuwabara's back, charging in with a nosebleed-covered face.
(…Like hell I can say that.)
His voice trembled.
"…That's… that's just a kid whining. It's not something a man just says—"
BOOM!!
His words were drowned out by an impact from outside.
Beyond the window.
Kuwabara Kazuma was hurling himself against the barrier again. His pompadour had completely collapsed, his face a mess of mud and nosebleeds. His uniform was torn, and he was breathing heavily, shoulders heaving.
He had long since surpassed his limits.
"Urameshi!!"
Kuwabara screamed.
"Without you… it's boring as hell!!"
His voice was thick with tears.
"Every morning… making lunch was fun, damn it! Hearing you say 'this is good' made me happy! Just messing around together, fighting, that alone was just… it was so damn fun!!"
BOOM!!
He slammed into the barrier again.
"So… so don't you!! Don't you go disappearing!! Don't leave me behind!!"
Yuusuke gasped.
Deep in his chest, a sharp, tight pain.
(…Kuwabara)
That guy's face looked blurry.
"…Shut up."
Yuusuke roughly wiped his eyes with his sleeve.
Tears spilled over.
"Shut up… don't go shouting at me with that crying voice…!"
(I—I don't wanna say it either, but—)
He lifted his downturned face sharply.
He looked straight at his battered best friend outside the window.
"Kuwabara!!"
The air trembled.
"I… I need you!! Everyone… everyone, help me!!"
In that instant—
WHOOSH!!
Yuusuke's right hand blazed gold.
A torrent of light.
Spirit energy dyed the gymnasium white as midday. It was incomparable to anything before. All of his fear, his hesitation—everything was blown away. Every last bit of his "true feelings" transformed into power.
"This is… your true…"
Kurama's eyes widened.
"…Took you long enough."
Hiei, who had been collapsed, opened one eye. His bloodstained lips twisted just slightly.
"You're late, idiot."
And then, he raised his trembling right hand.
WHOOSH!!
Jet-black flames erupted from Hiei's palm.
It was different from before. Responding to Yuusuke's golden light, the flames danced and blazed.
"My Jaki isn't dead yet. Take it, Yuusuke."
The black flames were sucked into the torrent of light.
That was when it happened.
Softly.
From Botan's collapsed body, pale blue particles of light rose up. Her light-blue hair swayed gently, though there was no wind. Her spirit energy. As if remembering its mission, it flew straight toward Yuusuke.
"Well then, shall I lend a hand as well?"
Kurama thrust out his right hand.
Slither, slither, slither—!
Green vines stretched out, crawling along the ground. They coiled around the most distorted point of the barrier—the "scar" left by the Spirit Gun Yuusuke had fired earlier.
"I'll stabilize this spot. The rest is up to you, Kuwabara-kun."
Outside the window, Kuwabara staggered to his feet.
"…You bastard… you really do… need me…"
His face, a mess of snot and tears, broke into a sloppy grin.
"You said it!!"
The moment he shouted, he started running.
He kicked off the ground. One step, two steps—and then, he leaped with all his might.
"Uwoooooh!!"
His trademark pompadour, in one final strike, pierced into the golden-glowing "scar" of the barrier.
BOOOOOOM!!!
Five hearts converged on a single point.
Yuusuke's true feeling: "I need everyone."
Hiei's clumsy friendship: "Don't leave me behind."
Botan's earnest prayer: "I want to be with you."
Kurama's curiosity: "Show me something interesting."
Kuwabara's soulful cry: "Stay my friend forever."
All of it melted into the golden light.
"This… ends it all!!"
Yuusuke thrust his right hand toward the sky.
The Spirit Gun fired from his index finger became a golden torrent two meters in diameter, piercing through the barrier, the sky, Sora-no-Me—everything.
GYAAAAAAAH!!
A death cry.
Sora-no-Me, letting out an ear-splitting shriek, shattered into countless particles of light. Its amber irises burst into fragments, dissolving into the sky.
CRAAAAASH!!
The barrier, too, completely vanished with a sound like shattering glass.
—The blue sky returned.
A cloudless, May sky.
Wind blew into the gymnasium.
***
Groans began to be heard here and there.
The students who had collapsed started waking up one after another.
"Huh…? Why was I sleeping…"
"I feel sick… what happened?"
With the confusion spreading through the gymnasium behind him, Yuusuke slowly walked out into the courtyard. His legs were still shaking. His whole body ached. Even so—his lips were slack, forming a loose grin.
Under the large cherry tree in the schoolyard.
There, the other four, equally battered, had gathered.
"Tch… I was prepared for two or three broken bones, but this time it's five."
Hiei sat leaning against the wall. His arm hung limply, his face covered in scrapes. Still, his reddish-purple eyes were narrowed in their usual displeasure—and only the tips of his ears were bright red.
"Haha! You're not honest at all, Hiei! Acting all cool, saying 'You're late' and all that!"
Kuwabara laughed loudly, slapping Hiei on the back repeatedly.
"…Shut up. I'll kick you."
THUD.
A clean low kick landed on Kuwabara's shin.
"Guhah!? That hurts, you bastard! Don't kick an injured guy!"
"You laid hands on me first."
"I just slapped you, I didn't kick you!"
"Alright, alright, that's enough. You two will only make your injuries worse."
Kurama intervened with a wry smile. He had made a simple splint from his vines and was treating Hiei's arm. On his face was not his usual bewitching smile, but a slightly genuine one.
"Yuusuke-kuuun! Thank goodness, you're safe!"
The sound of footsteps rushing over.
It was Botan.
Her complexion was still pale, but her purple eyes sparkled as brightly as ever.
"Wha—Botan…!? Too close, too close, too close!!"
She clung tightly to Yuusuke's arm. Her fluffy, light-blue hair tickled his nose.
"I decided I would protect him long before any of you! Don't you steal him away!"
Botan glared alternately at Hiei and Kuwabara. She was smiling, but her eyes weren't.
"Hah? Who's stealing him? I didn't particularly protect this guy—"
"Your ears are bright red!"
"Shut up!!"
"You're the one who needs to shut up! I mean, you really are hopeless without me around, Yuusuke!! But I'm not admitting it! I still don't consider you a friend or anything—"
Kuwabara shouted, crying and laughing at the same time. His face was crumpled, covered in tears, snot, and scrapes.
"Heh heh… all five of you are fascinating test subjects."
Kurama laughed, his body shaking.
"To think you'd attract this many emotions. It seems I won't be bored for a while, Yuusuke-kun."
His emerald-green eyes narrowed like a cat that had found its prey.
"Don't call us test subjects!"
Yuusuke scowled—but then, immediately smiled.
It hurt. His whole body was screaming.
But more than that, deep in his chest, there was warmth.
***
That was when it happened.
Beep-beep, beep-beep.
An electronic sound came from the pocket of Botan's skirt.
"Oh? A call on the Kodama Mirror."
She took out a small hand mirror. When she flipped it open, the mirror's surface warped, replaced by a pale, glowing screen. This was Spirit World's communication device.
On the screen appeared a young man in a suit. His hair was neatly parted, and he wore silver-rimmed glasses. An officer from the Koenma Agency.
'This is the Koenma Agency, Satsukigaoka Observation Unit. Botan, respond.'
"Yes, this is Botan."
'We have confirmed the elimination of the unidentified spirit entity—codename "Sora-no-Me"—previously observed in your airspace. Well done, everyone.'
The man's tone was mechanical.
'However, this was merely a scout. Equivalent to a Type-3 reconnaissance unit deployed by the Weisen Orbital Group. We have received intelligence that the main body is elsewhere, advancing a more powerful plan.'
The air grew tense.
"…The main body's still out there, huh."
Yuusuke's voice dropped low.
'That is not all. Urameshi Yuusuke, analysis of your Spirit Gun output reveals it has recovered to approximately 30% of your previous life's maximum value. Simultaneously, the spirit energy resonance patterns of all five of you have significantly exceeded our preliminary predictions.'
"Thirty percent…? After all that, it's still only that much?"
Yuusuke clutched his head.
"Isn't that amazing, Yuusuke-kun! You've grown this much in just one day!"
Botan said, her eyes sparkling.
"Hmph… still a long way to go. But, well… it's better than being useless."
Hiei muttered, still looking away. His ears were, as expected, bright red.
"This much power at 30%. What kind of force will it become at 100%? Truly fascinating."
"Before that, you gotta start packing miso soup for me every morning! And while you're at it, tamagoyaki and sausages too!"
"What the hell are you talking about?!"
'…'
The Koenma Agency officer was silent for a moment, then spoke with a note of pity.
'As a restoration measure for the spiritual damage incurred, Satsukigaoka Academy has been decided to close temporarily for one week. You are all advised to rest and recuperate during this period.'
The communication cut off with a click.
"…School's closed?"
"For a whole week?"
"…Hmph."
"We're gonna be so bored!"
Kuwabara shouted.
"In that case, it's perfect timing."
Kurama clapped his hands together lightly.
"Let's use this week for special training in spirit energy control for Yuusuke-kun. Without a solid foundation, you'll hesitate again when it really counts."
"I'll go along with it too. If you become a burden, I'll end up having to look after you anyway."
"You're the one who should go to a hospital, Hiei! Your arm's broken, isn't it?!"
"This much is like a mosquito bite compared to when I was a demon."
"You're in a human body now, damn it!"
"If it's training, I'll help too! Let's run together to build up stamina!"
"You need to rest first! Your face is still pale!"
Chatter, clamor.
The same stupid bickering as always.
But right now, it was impossibly comforting.
(…Ah.)
Yuusuke suddenly looked up at the sky.
The sky where, just moments ago, that eerie eyeball had floated. Now, it was endlessly blue.
(I wasn't alone, huh.)
Deep in his chest, a gentle warmth spread.
"Alright, it's settled then."
Yuusuke looked around at everyone's faces.
"Next week, in this schoolyard again."
"Of course! Yuusuke-kun!"
"…Whatever."
"Obviously! Don't be late!"
"I'm looking forward to it. I'll prepare plenty of interesting experimental materials."
The wind rustled the cherry blossom branches.
Petals that had begun to fall fluttered down, dancing above the five of them.
The battle was over.
But this was surely only the beginning.
Until the day the yet-unseen mastermind beyond that sky makes their next move.
For now, he just wanted to embr
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