Ever since middle school, I was always the source of jokes among my classmates. "Weirdo, Crazy, Childish, Immature, Good for nothing" All of these were thrown at me on a constant daily basis. I didn't know what was wrong with doing something I loved. Collecting pieces of junk and do something useful was an amazing concept for me, but some people were weirded by the idea and started pulling me down, bringing my confidence down.
I wasn't hurting anyone, so why won't they leave me alone?
I realized that sooner or later it was going to be in a fight or drown situation. Years passed and people now started to appreciate what I was doing. My inventions had everyone jaws on the floor.
But why now? After years of struggling and being bullied around by everyone, calling me names, stepping into my inventions. Why was everyone treating me seriously? Well, my attitude turned a whole 180.
It was in junior high, let's say that was around the time my inventions got a little bit bigger and better. And well my body grew with it as well, I was the hottest girl in the classroom, but I didn't bother making friends, I just took all the insults in the face and laughed them away. But this one guy always came around throwing my things on the ground and making fun of my looks. My hair was braided into one ponytail and used some low-quality glasses.
"Hey four-eyes, what crap are you building now?" The stupid little twerp said.
"None of your business" I wasn't in my normal mood, I felt like a volcano just moments before the eruption, all I needed was a little shake. My hands were working on an earpiece that will be able to listen to sounds coming from around 50 meters in diameter. The pieces were quite expensive and difficult to work with since they're really small.
"Lemme see" With one swift hand movement he took away the piece I was working on, he started to look at it with detail holding it high in the air. "What good could this do?" The imbecile started to laugh about how tiny it was.
"HEY! GIVE IT BACK!" My hand was trying to reach his hand holding it, however, he had one of his filthy hands against my head, pushing me down.
"If this is so good, will it break?" He tossed it against the wall.
In a matter of seconds, I could just hear a crack, followed by chips and screws flying everywhere.
That's the moment I realized.
Ah, That's it.
Everyone in this world is an idiot.
He didn't know how much work I put into it. He didn't know the amount of money and time I spent collecting each individual piece.
Why?
Because he was an idiot. A stupid imbecile.
No one could be compared to my genius. Everything was clear and he needed to be treated like the idiot he was.
"Huh? Not even a single toss, guess it was just a piece of crap after all" His hand still in my head, holding me down.
"You stupid piece of shit...." My voice was soft, but those were the harshest words I ever spat out.
"Huh?" The kid was so taken aback by my words that he froze into place.
"YOU STUPID PIECE OF SHIIIT!!!!" I stood up and grab one of the fingers of the hand holding me down, and started twisting it backward.
"AGH! WAIT STOP!" The kid falls to his knees, screaming in pain. A bit more force and the finger will split clean in two.
"WEEKS! I spend weeks working on that!!" I started screaming at the top of my lungs but slowly calmed down. "How do you expect to pay me back?" As soon as something involving money was mentioned the kid's face went white.
"P-Pay? Pay what? It was just j-junk wasn't it....?" He stuttered and trembled, what an innocent little fool.
"The pieces cost around 100,000 yen, I expect you to pay me or else..." I put even more pressure on his finger. "Are you just going to stay there all quiet, staring at my tits?!" As soon as I involved my body, I knew how to put him down.
"You think I haven't noticed? Even in class, you are just staring at my body" I teased him but I knew that wasn't nearly enough, "You want to touch them right? I know this is the biggest chest in the classroom and the hottest chick around. You want to don't you?" I grabbed my breast with my free hand to focus his attention on my body, and to sink him deeper "I bet you masturbate thinking about it. You fucking pervert" As my accusations grew stronger, tears dwelled in his eyes.
Oh, by the way, all the class was watching carefully. The girls started to throw disgusted looks at the guy. There wasn't a bigger humiliation than that.
"I-I am..." His voice cracked, he tried to say something but he just burst into tears. I let his finger go and he ran out of the classroom.
"Tch, What a pussy" I picked up all of the pieces scattered on the floor and returned building it, as a new person, a new inventor.
If people didn't know how valuable and important my inventions are, I will throw shit at them until they know how fucking dumb they are.
That's how Miu Iruma the Ultimate Inventor was brought to this world.
"I still can't figure out why am I opening like this to you, out of everyone here" Miu sat in one of the carrousel horses while speaking to Kirumi about her story. "But I know, I am not in that environment anymore however, I can help to have my guard up at all times."
Kirumi couldn't help but smile.
"What you making fun of me!?" Miu instantly tried to fending off Kirumi's little laugh.
"Not at all, it's just I am happy of someone trusting me something as personal as this" Kirumi smiled, it was not her usual courteous mechanical smile, it was a heartfelt smile.
"You know, you look way cuter this way"