No One Said We’re Not Allowed to Hate Yuta, Right?

[Main story complete. Who knows when the extras will be updated? They'll come whenever they come!!!] Honma Mimi, first-year student at Tokyo Jujutsu High. I trained day and night so I could become a student my teacher could be proud of. But I was weak. I didn't have Maki or Panda's strong physique, nor did I have the cursed speech that helped Inumaki. From head to toe, my abilities were utterly mediocre. I hated myself for being unable to help my teacher, until a transfer student joined our class. He looked timid and cowardly, and even a slightly raised voice was enough to scare him. He must be even weaker than me. I was secretly delighted. That way, I wouldn't be the most useless person in class. But to my surprise, as soon as he started at the school, he was rated Special Grade. And there he was, scratching his head with a clueless look on his face, asking, "What grade are you, Mimi?" What a repulsive face. I stared at him without expression until he grew awkward, then turned and walked away. Honma Mimi, Grade 3 sorcerer. From today on, I hate this person. Theme: Love the world and cherish life.