Welcome to Pissu Academy

I have always asked myself, why do animals urinate? To understand this, we must grasp the concept of what urine is. Urine is the liquid waste produced by the kidneys to filter excess water and other various chemicals from the blood. It is the body's way of ensuring one's health through a simple act of muscle contraction, ultimately keeping the inhabitants of Earth alive. Urine teaches us things about ourselves, from the color down to the odor. It helps us identify how well our bodies are hydrated, whether we are infected or not, or even if our diets are acceptable. To the inhabitants of Earth, it's simply a daily task, sometimes even pleasurable; but what truly lies beneath its scientific surface?

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My name is Sakamoto Ryu, a first-year student attending an average school in an average city: Tokyo. While my grades remain subpar, I possess one hidden talent that would scare off most anyone, given just how bizarre it truly is. I have trained my urethra muscles to the point that they can produce a stream so powerful it can shatter even Japan's most high-end toilet bowl. How I came to hone such a technique isn't important, but the amount of money I've racked up on my father's credit card is another story.
Downright terrifying.

If someone were to ask me how I discovered such a useless power, I would simply laugh it off and chalk it up to genetic mutation, though that certainly isn't the case. I am proud of my ability and have spent countless nights strengthening my muscles and organs to withstand the sheer force of my stream without sending my body into shock. I have created special blends of supercharged coffee to increase my heart rate, purchased various adult toys from shady websites just to enhance the skin of my member, and even gone so far as to circumcise myself later in life just so that my foreskin wouldn't prevent an ideal flow. While the lengthy process has been worth it in the end, my ideal is to display this ability to the world, and perchance use it for good. If the day ever came when I could become some sort of superhero with my stream force, I'm sure that this entire journey would have been worth something.

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"Come on, Ryu-chan, we're gonna be late for class!"
Kotomi Mie shouted from the school gate.

"Yeah, I'm coming. Could you be any louder?"
I muttered softly, avoiding her expectant stare.

Kotomi Mie is a beautiful first-year student like myself. Her eyes are a brighter shade of pink than a sunset on a gorgeous summer day, and her cute, feline-shaped lips make me uneasy with how adorable they are. Unfortunately for me, even her hair is attractive. Silky, smooth, and black, tied perfectly in a ponytail that reaches just barely below her slender shoulders. Not to mention her breast size; if I had to guess, I would say double D. I'm not sure how, but this girl has been my best friend since I was in elementary school.

"Tetsunori-sensei said that you're on cleaning duty today, so don't hide out in the restroom after school like you usually do, okay? I'm tired of picking up after you!"
Mie pouted, using her cute face to make my heart skip a beat.

"R-right... I'll try to be more careful,"
I said, rubbing my neck with a sheepish grin.

"Still, I always wonder what you're doing in the restroom all the time. Ever since we were kids, you've been drawn to the toilets like a saving grace. I read in a book that growing children sometimes escape to the restroom as a form of trauma coping. If there's anything you want to talk about-"

"It's nothing that drastic, Mie-chan,"
I cut her off.
"I just have a small bladder. I've told you this a million times, you know?"

"I guess so. Well, if you say it's true, Ryu-chan, then I'll believe you!"
Mie smiled at me.

Upon entering the classroom, I noticed a few unwelcoming stares from our fellow students. I've grown accustomed to a few of the male students' glares before, since I am best friends with the cutest girl in school, but I had never seen this many angry classmates all at once. Sensing something must have happened, I gently pushed Mie behind me, offering a challenging gaze of my own to defend myself.

"You must be Sakamoto Ryu,"
an aristocratic voice pierced the air from behind me.
"They aren't glaring at you; they're simply upset because of my introduction."

I whipped my head around, finally turning to face the source of the classroom's grimaces. Before me stood a boy my age, with medium-length brown hair flowing freely in the breeze provided by the open windows. Clad in a school uniform for an academy I've never seen, his muscular build bulged through the fabric. His eyes were a deep shade of yellow, and they seemed to trail down my body before stopping at my groin.

"Who the hell are you?"
I muttered, doing my best to give a delinquent scowl.

"My name doesn't matter, but if you must know, I'm Kiiro Akari."
He took a step closer, pointing down at my genitals with an authoritative stance.
"I believe you possess an ability far greater than you think. I've seen the residuals of your work. I must say, it's quite impressive."

"Ah! Why are you talking about Ryu-chan in such a foul way?! This is simply too lewd!"
Mie gasped, covering her blushing cheeks as Akari poked at my crotch.

"Stay out of this, Mie-chan! This punk and I have some business to take care of,"
I narrowed my eyes, dropping my voice to a low growl.
"Outside, now!"

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"You really think you would go unnoticed by the Kiiro clan for having such a powerful stream, Sakamoto Ryu?"
Akari crossed his arms defiantly, now standing opposite of me behind the gymnasium.

"I don't know what you're talking about. If you're referring to my piss stream, it's as normal as everyone else's."
I mimicked his gesture, crossing my own arms in an attempt to mask the truth.

"You can cut the bullshit, Sakamoto Ryu! I have physical evidence that your piss stream has the ability to shatter ceramic bowls like glass!"
Akari tossed a handful of photographs onto the dirt below, scattering images of my meat pole all over school property.

"How did you-"

"I'm not here to be your enemy, Sakamoto Ryu! I simply took notice of your skills via my father's connections!"
Akari pointed at my crotch.
"You have what it takes to compete! I hereby welcome you to Pissu Academy, a safe haven for those with abilities like yours! Think about it, Sakamoto Ryu, you could become a real Piss Wars champion with a urethra as strong as yours!"

I could feel my eyes widen at his revelation.

If what Akari is saying is true, then there really is a place where my secret skills can shine! Ignoring the fact that Akari has voyeur photographs of my penis, taking this opportunity and running with it could be the sole thing I've been searching for my entire life! My reason for pissing can escalate into something fruitful, and just maybe Pissu Academy has the answers I've been searching for!

Looking Akari in the eyes, I had a perplexed yet confident smirk on my face. I could tell that he knew what I was thinking with just a moment's glance.

"First,"
I said,
"what exactly are the Piss Wars? Second, why would you need someone as average as me to join Pissu Academy? Third, what's in it for me if I do join?"

Akari brought his hand to his chin, tapping gently as he pondered his words.
"For starters, I'll answer questions number two and three simultaneously."
He adjusted his stance, leaning gently against the wall.
"If you join Pissu Academy, you'll have to drop out of your current high school and become a full-time student at Pissu. As for being average, I think we've covered the fact that you're beyond average. Even I, who pride myself on mastering one of the three sacred arts, have never seen such a gloriously powerful stream such as yours. You have the potential to master the Dragon's Flow, Sakamoto Ryu."

"The... Dragon's Flow?"
I gulped.

"Now, to answer question one. The Piss Wars cannot be publicly disclosed unless you are an active member of Pissu Academy. If you truly wish to uncover the ancient secrets of the Piss Wars, joining Pissu is your only option. You'll have to kiss this average high school life goodbye if you wish to master the arts of Pissjitsu. All I can say for certain is you'll be saving the entire universe by keeping the balance between realms. I understand if that sentence frightens you, Sakamoto Ryu, but you would be doing us a tremendous favor."
Akari extended his hand.

Keeping the balance between realms? So, my piss stream has the ability to save the universe? This all sounds too good to be true, but then again, Akari doesn't seem like the type to lie.

"If I do this,"
I gulped,
"I'll relinquish myself to Pissu Academy for the sake of humanity. My piss stream would really have the power to change the world?"

"Not just the world, Sakamoto Ryu. The entire universe."
Akari thrust his hand forward.

In a split second, I locked my grip with his, sensing that this was more than just a dream come true. Pissu Academy would finally allow me a place to hone my stream, but a dark secret, the Piss Wars, loomed overhead like a thunderous rain cloud. If Akari's desperation was for certain, then I was sure this is where I was meant to be all along.