Satou Kazuma in Fire Emblem: Three Houses

In the heart of the continent of ‘Fódlan’, nestled between the imposing mountain ranges, lies Garreg Mach Monastery—a bastion of knowledge, power, and destiny. Everywhere you look was drenched in history and experience. Towering spires reached for the sky, casting long shadows over the lush grounds below.

As the sun rises over the monastery, its warm rays illuminate the Officer's Academy and all its residents. A prestigious institution where students from the three noble houses converge to sharpen their skills in the art of warfare, politics, and magic. Only the best of the best, the true noble heroes and the spawn of bloodlines dating back centuries, were able to attend such an acclaimed and esteemed establishment.

So,

As a NEET from Japan,

Why the hell am I here?!

“Erhem, may the newest student please not get distracted so easily?”

My eyes shot forward after my long intro monologue, quickly finding that most of the class was looking right at me, including the rather miffed green haired old man teacher.

“R-right… sorry.”

He exhaled just enough to show me how annoying I was being, prick, “Your attendance today is under very special circumstances. If not for Lady Rhea’s strange interest in you then… well, rest assured at best you’d be out in the fields working for your dinner.”

Been there, done that. Though maybe with no useless Goddess in this world I’d actually be able to do a decent job of it…

“Come on, Teach. Give the kid a break! Not everyday that someone appears out of nowhere to join our class~” Ah, loud mouth guy. He seems nice enough, I guess, but a bit too brazen for my liking. Or maybe it’s just his hairstyle that’s trying too hard.

“Hmph! Not lineage, no notable crest, and yet the worm still manages to wind up in the Golden Deer house? I’d say it’s an outrage.” Harrumphed the white haired loli. Stuck up and small is a bad combo in my book. Bet this one can’t even use explosion magic.

The rest of the class was all seeming to get on my case about this too. Guess it wasn’t surprising when I was the new guy, but being singled out was exactly the reason I never went to school back in Japan.

Let’s see… we have traditionally nerdy looking green haired stereotype, grumpy looking ginger tomboy stereotype, big large blonde guy that is hopefully not a masochist stereotype, reserved/clinically depressed looking blue haired woman stereotype, pompous purple prick stereotype, and a pink haired gyaru. What a class. Somehow I’m too lame to be a part of this place? Don’t they know how many Demon King Generals I’ve taken down?!

Well, no, obviously not. The Demon King doesn’t fucking exist in this new world.

To think I’d find myself isekai’d AGAIN after all this time. Starting from scratch in another brand new world, just because Megumin HAD to press a random red button found in our couch cushions. I’ve had to pick up the context for a whole new land, gotten separated from my friends and Aqua, and worst of all I’ve been enrolled in school again! Sure, it’s a magic school, but this still sucks. Heck, I was in prison within the first day of me getting here! Not my fault I landed on their big titty green haired mommy stereotype when I teleported into this land. Weirder still was even though I accidentally copped a feel of that broad, she gave me a free room and place in the school! Another Darkness from the looks of things.

Sigh…

Though, on the other hand, maybe I could make use of this.

No more debt from the archmage exploding everything, no more uncomfortable silences as my tank moans in delight, no more whining and crying disappointing goddesses, and best of all, this world doesn’t consider me a pervert!

I’m just a fresh new guy. I still have my magic and skills from the last world, so all I have to do is keep it cool and then I can avoid nicknames like Scumzuma and Pervtrash!

So… play it cool…

With my best confident grin, I chuckled at those staring at me, “Don’t worry everyone, I’m just a humble and noble adventurer who just happened to get lost due to the incompetence of his companions-”

“You got lost? Hmhm, you don’t sound like a very good adventurer to me.” Chuckled purple.

“Huh?”

“Aren’t adventurers one of the lowest classes around? Most of us have to at least reach rank 2 before entering Garreg Mach…” Added nerdy green.

“Wait-”

“Those who blame their associates for their own incompetence are the worst. I bet he got lost due to his own stupidity.” Huffed white loli.

“No!”

“And to think it even possible to just ‘stumble’ into the most fortified location in all of Fodlan. That’s mighty weird there, my friend.” Et tu, fancy hair?

This situation is souring fast as soon as I opened my mouth. Gotta think of a way around this…

“You’ve got it all wrong! I’m definitely not suspicious!”

…

Oh god, their stares.

Mother, Father, Eris… I think, in this world, I may return to being a NEET…