Okay, I added both Shizuka Marikawa and Yuko Sagiri along with the other characters from their verse. Though, High School of the dead, I only see Adding Saeko and Rika. But the rest, idk how.
As for people worried I'm adding too much character and woman, don't worry I will add POV and other stuff to give them screen time.
If I make smut, I'll make one per character. The rest is brief, except things like Orgy or Threesome.
That aside, if yah have suggestions and thoughts feel free to tell me.
========
The warm noon sun filtered through the windows of the school cafeteria, casting a soft glow over the long table where Shun sat with a rather lively group. Surrounding him were the Nakano sisters—Ichika, Nino, Miku, Yotsuba, and Itsuki—as well as Alya, who sat close to her sister, Masha, and a few others like Marin, Lilysa, and Komi, who quietly munched on her lunch beside them.
Laughter and chatter filled the air, the mood light and cheerful as everyone enjoyed their meal. Shun sat at the center, effortlessly guiding the conversation, always knowing when to joke, when to listen, and when to offer a thoughtful comment. It didn't go unnoticed how easily he had become the gravity of their group.
"Ugh… I still don't get this math problem," Yotsuba groaned, holding her worksheet up to her face dramatically.
"You're not the only one," Nino added, crossing her arms.
"I feel like I'm going in circles trying to solve it."
"Maybe we should get some help," Ichika said, her eyes drifting toward Shun with a teasing smile.
"Say, Shun… feel like playing tutor?"
"I thought you'd never ask," Shun replied with a calm smile, taking a sip from his juice box before turning toward Yotsuba.
"Let me see that."
As he leaned in, his tone softened, effortlessly shifting into a patient and clear explanation of the problem. The girls listened closely, their usual frustration slowly replaced by understanding—and the occasional flush on their cheeks as Shun's praise and gentle words made them feel genuinely seen.
"You're really good at this," Miku said softly, watching him scribble on the paper beside her.
"I usually zone out when people explain things…"
Shun glanced at her, smiling. "That's because they don't explain it your way. You're a visual learner—try thinking of it like a historical timeline. Break it down."
Miku blinked. "Wait… that actually helps."
Across the table, Alya sipped from her cup, her expression unreadable—but her eyes flickered toward Shun more than once. When their eyes met, she quickly looked away, a faint red creeping up her cheeks. Masha noticed and nudged her, whispering something in Russian that made Alya pout.
Yotsuba suddenly clapped her hands. "Shun! You should totally teach us more often. Like after school or something!"
"I don't mind," Shun said, looking around at the group.
"If you're all serious about improving, I'll help however I can."
The sisters exchanged glances—and it was subtle, but something unspoken passed between them. Whether it was Ichika's amused gaze, Nino's faint blush, Itsuki's startled look, or Miku's shy smile… it was clear something had shifted.
The Nakano sisters were falling. And Shun? He just continued smiling, effortlessly pulling each of them a little closer.
Alya sipped from her drink slowly, trying her best to keep her expression neutral, though she could feel the heat rising to her cheeks.
'Control yourself, Alisa. It's just studying.' She thought.
But her gaze betrayed her, flicking once more to Shun as he explained a math problem to Miku with such patience and understanding, it made something flutter in Alya's chest. He didn't just talk 'at' them—he really listened, like each of them mattered.
'"Как он может быть таким… спокойным и очаровательным одновременно?"' she muttered under her breath in Russian. ("How can he be so calm and charming at the same time?")
Masha raised an eyebrow from beside her, a sly smirk forming.
"Oho~ Someone's flustered. What would mother say if she saw your face right now?"
"Shut up, Nee-san," Alya whispered back, cheeks reddening further.
"I'm just—just curious, that's all. He's… good at explaining things."
"And handsome," Masha added, humming.
Alya looked away. "That too."
She wouldn't admit it out loud, but Shun's presence was undeniably magnetic. He hadn't done anything overt, yet just the way he looked at her when she asked a question earlier—like she was the only one in the room—was enough to leave her heart skipping.
Then she noticed something—'Masha was also watching him now, with interest.'
After Alya had gone quiet, Masha leaned forward slightly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear as she watched Shun help Nino with a problem. She tilted her head thoughtfully, her voice playful but curious.
"You know, Shun," she said.
"I've been having a bit of trouble with some of my subjects too. Think you could find time to tutor me as well?"
Shun looked up and met her eyes, smiling with a kind of warmth that made even Masha blink in surprise.
"Of course. I'd be happy to help you too, Masha."
Alya frowned slightly. "Nee-san…"
"What? It's for academic reasons," Masha said innocently, then winked at Shun. "And maybe I just like the way you explain things. It's easy to follow."
Shun chuckled lightly. "Then I better not disappoint."
Alya crossed her arms, hiding a flustered huff behind her cool expression. 'He's just doing it to tease me… right?'
But deep down, a quiet tug of emotion stirred. She didn't like how easily her sister could flirt with him—or how much 'she' wished she had the nerve to do the same.
As the group laughed and chatted during lunch, Yanagi leaned forward with a teasing grin, eyes glinting with amusement.
"Okay, everyone," she said, pointing her chopsticks like a commander giving orders,
"Raise your hand if Shun's helping you study already."
Komi slowly raised her hand, her cheeks a soft pink. Marin followed, her grin bright and full of playful pride. Sumire hesitated a second, then lifted her hand with a small smile. Lilysa, warm and cheerful, waved her hand without hesitation. Ako, on the other hand, shyly lifted her hand only halfway, her eyes darting toward Shun before quickly looking down at her bento.
Lilysa laughed gently. "I mean, it's great and all, but Satsujin-san, you're one guy. How are you planning to teach all of us?"
Shun leaned back with a relaxed smile, arms loosely crossed.
"Simple. I'll just help everyone on different days. It's not a big deal—and I actually enjoy it."
Ichika raised an eyebrow, lips curling into a smirk.
"So dependable. You sure you're not just enjoying the attention, Mr. Playboy?"
Shun chuckled.
"Maybe a little. But honestly, my old job made it easy to get along with all kinds of people. Had to adapt fast."
Nino, ever the inquisitive one, tilted her head curiously. She wanted to know what kind of person Shun is to protect her siblings.
"What kind of job did you have?"
Shun gave a thoughtful hum before replying, "I worked in a hotel. Did a bit of everything—cleaning, running errands, delivering messages…"
The girls nodded, picturing a diligent hotel worker. Helpful, reliable, down to earth.
But behind Shun's calm smile was another memory: mopping up a mess that wasn't just spilled wine, and delivering a 'message' that left an entire room silent with fear.
"It must've been tough," Miku said softly, impressed.
Shun shrugged lightly. "Taught me a lot. Especially about how to read people and help where I can."
Yanagi nudged him with a grin. "So mysterious. No wonder you've got everyone wrapped around your finger."
Ako blushed and shyly looked away. Lilysa giggled and leaned her shoulder against Ako's, whispering something that made the shy girl even redder.
Eventually, the lunch ended and everyone went back to their classrooms. Eventually, after class, Shun brought Komi and Miku to meet Sayuki and she was happy to gain new members. Shun watched as they got along making him smile as they began to chat.
Eventually, the lunch break came to an end, and the students dispersed back to their respective classrooms. Time flowed quickly after that, and as the final bell rang, signaling the end of the day, Shun stood up from his seat and stretched lightly.
With Komi and Miku by his side, he led them through the halls of Shuchiin Academy, making his way toward the literature club room. As they arrived, the door slid open, revealing Sayuki, who looked up from her desk with a faint look of surprise—quickly replaced by a bright smile.
"Shun! You came back," she said, brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Her eyes then shifted to the two girls beside him.
"I brought reinforcements," Shun said with a playful grin. "This is Komi Shouko and Miku Nakano. I think they'll be a great fit for the club."
Sayuki stood, her expression lighting up with gratitude and excitement. "Really? You're both interested?"
Komi opened her mouth slightly, then quickly pulled out her notepad and wrote.
"Thank you for having us." She handed it to Sayuki, who read it and smiled warmly.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Komi," Sayuki said, handing the notepad back.
Miku shifted nervously, her gaze fixed on the floor.
"I... I like history," she murmured, barely audible.
Sayuki leaned in slightly. "That's great! History and literature often go hand in hand."
Miku's cheeks flushed. "Especially the Sengoku period." she added, her voice still soft.
Sayuki's eyes sparkled. "Fascinating era. Perhaps you can share more about it during our meetings?"
Miku nodded shyly, a small smile forming on her lips.
Shun watched the interaction with a sense of satisfaction. Seeing Komi and Miku begin to connect with Sayuki and the club brought a genuine smile to his face.
Shun leaned against the wall, arms crossed, a gentle smile on his face.
"Looks like this club's finally starting to feel alive again." he murmured to himself.
Shun leaned casually against the edge of a desk, arms folded as he watched Komi and Miku quietly take their seats in the Literature Clubroom. Sayuki stood at the front, arranging papers with a small smile—clearly pleased to have new members. The afternoon sun poured through the tall windows, casting golden rays across the polished floors and filling the room with a calm, welcoming atmosphere.
His eyes lingered on Komi and Miku. Komi sat with her usual silence, clutching a notebook to her chest, her wide eyes scanning the room cautiously.
Her composure was still and elegant, but Shun had learned to read between the lines: the faint twitch of her fingers, the subtle way her gaze dropped whenever someone looked her way. It wasn't indifference—it was shyness. A fear of messing up.
Miku, meanwhile, kept tugging gently at her sleeves, clearly anxious. Her eyes lit up when Sayuki mentioned they'd be writing a short scene inspired by anything—even history. Shun saw her shoulders straighten slightly as if something inside her had stirred.
"C-Can it be… inspired by a real historical period?" Miku asked in a quiet voice.
Shun smiled faintly. That was the most confident he'd seen her so far.
Sayuki nodded enthusiastically. "Absolutely! That sounds perfect."
Miku gave a shy nod in response. Her fingers moved immediately to her notebook, flipping through pages, likely filled with Sengoku-era facts and fantasy scenarios. Shun chuckled softly to himself.
'Knew she'd love this.'
Then he turned his gaze back to Komi. She hadn't spoken—of course she hadn't—but she was slowly opening her notebook. Her pen hovered for a second… then touched the page.
He watched her in silence, sensing her focus. It wasn't easy for someone like her to participate, but here she was, trying. And that said a lot more than words ever could.
Sayuki asked if anyone wanted to share their work.
Miku, after a moment of hesitation, raised her hand and softly began reading. Her voice trembled at first, but as she spoke of a warlord's daughter writing poems amidst the chaos of a collapsing era, something shifted in her tone. Confidence, maybe. Passion. She was proud of what she loved.
Shun clapped gently as she finished. "That was beautiful, Miku."
She looked down quickly, blushing. "T-Thank you…"
Sayuki then turned to Komi. "Would you like to share yours?"
Komi flinched slightly but gave a small nod, silently handing over her notebook. Sayuki read it aloud, and Shun listened intently.
> "Two travelers met at a quiet inn during a storm. One carried secrets. The other, silence. Yet in their brief exchange, something was shared—something unspoken."
It was brief. Simple. But there was depth there. An emotional thread between the lines.
Sayuki closed the notebook with a gentle smile. "That was lovely. Quiet, but powerful."
Shun gave Komi a thumbs-up and mouthed,
"Amazing work."
He caught the flicker of something in her eyes—surprise, maybe. Gratitude. Whatever it was, it made her cheeks tint just the slightest shade of pink.
'Progress.' Shun thought with a faint smile.
As the meeting wrapped up, the three of them walked down the hall together. Miku and Komi walked close to each other, their steps light. Shun trailed beside them, hands in his pockets.
He glanced at them both—one shyly passionate, the other quietly strong—and felt something warm settle in his chest.
Maybe the club wasn't just going to be about helping Sayuki.
Maybe this was the start of something much more meaningful.