While I knew Saotome Academy was owned and run by a record breaking idol, I didn’t expect said idol to be jumping around from roof top to roof top like an action movie star and flying across the courtyard on wires during orientation while fireworks and other assorted lights were flashing from every direction and his voice was booming from seemingly every speaker in the school.
“What the hell have I gotten myself into?” I mused aloud.
“Saotome Academy, of course! Only the most eccentric of all the performing arts aim to go here, didn’t you know??” the girl with big, fluffy red hair beside me said with a goofy grin. Then her face turned somewhat serious. “But I didn’t expect the headmaster to put on quite that, um, exciting a performance for orientation.”
“Neither did I,” I agreed. “In fact, I never thought I’d see anything like a chubby, middle aged man flying around on wires in person at school, but hey,