Giyu's Guide to Surviving Police Academy

Blurb to be revised.

I've decided to turn this into a story about Giyu being the super-cool sixth member of the police academy class. It'll be different from the extra chapters in my previous story. Later, there'll be bonus chapters where Giyu and the others read all kinds of cringey Detective Conan fanfics about the group.

Tomioka Giyu, 22 years old.

Former Demon Slayer, now generously sponsored by a kind person from the Karasuma Group, and absolutely thriving at police academy.

First day of school: He uses honorific language appropriately. No one pays him any attention.

Second day of school: He splits a boulder and terrifies his roommate.

Third day of school: He's about to become the academy's ghost.

Fourth day of school: He's 30% of the way to becoming the ghost. He gets a call from his sponsor and decides to become popular.

One week later.

A cool, curly-haired guy clutched the door of his childhood friend's room and said seriously, "Hagi, I think there's a stalker at the academy."

"Are you talking about me?" The second-year student said with a grin, pointing at himself.

After receiving some affectionate disdain from his childhood friend, the two of them sneaked up behind the blond, dark-skinned young man.

Stalking, whispering to each other, stalking, confirming their target, stalking.

Giyu, who for some reason was being followed by five people, stopped and looked back expressionlessly. "Your breathing is very erratic."

From then on, Giyu, with his reasonable cheat skills, set out on the path to becoming the academy's superintendent.

Theme: Very good, very good.