His class waited outside of the gymnasium; a line had formed as students were lined up against the wall waiting for their turn. Woosh! Boom! KRRRSH!! Sounds came in and out of the gym as they were called in one by one. “NEXT!” A commanding voice shouted from inside the gym, Kimura walked in when Yun walked out of the gym with Suzuki. The Physician, P.E. Teacher, and Mr. Vallance were there waiting.
“Name?”
“Kimura Makoto.”
The Physician suddenly looked up from his clipboard, looking at Kimura for a bit, Kimura looked at him confused. “Is your father Kimura Ichiro?” he asked, Kimura was surprised as he hadn’t heard anyone bring up his father’s name. “Yes, why do you ask?” Kimura responded, confused as the Physician looks at the paper and begins writing it.
The confusion in the gym grew as Mr. Vallance and the Gym Teacher were also confused. He unclipped his paper and handed it to Kimura.
“Here Kimura.”
“But I—” before he could even ask, the Physician cuts his sentence off.
“I know what your father is capable of, I don’t need you to showcase yourself.”
“—I guess so…”
Kimura frowned a bit annoyed as he took the paper and left. “Why didn’t you have him do the normal requirements Mr. Nishimura?” Vallance asked him, hearing a sigh from Nishimura. He turned to look at Vallance, responding, “I know who his father is, I was his classmate when we were at this school.”. That made Vallance surprised as Nishimura added on, “He…let’s just say, he was a powerful person.” Nishimura kept it very vague as he shouted, “NEXT!”.
Kimura looked at his papers as they were marked under “Very Fit”. That’s unreasonable… He kept walking as he noticed Fujiwara leaning on a wall, “so, how was your test?” she asked, looking up at him. “Oh, I did very well.” He chuckled, stopping to strike up a conversation with her. Fujiwara stood up and took the paper out of his hand, he looked as he tried to grab it out of her hands.
“Fujiwara! C’mon!’
“No, I have to see it first!”
Fujiwara moved out of his grasp as she backpedaled and her back hit a wall, she looked back at the wall and shortly after saw Kimura’s hand slam right next to her face. BAM!! Kimura looked at her since they were face to face. Her face was slightly red, her arms tucked in close as she held his paper. Fujiwara didn’t hesitate as she slammed her knee up into his abdomen out of instinct. Kimura stumbled back holding his abdomen as he ached in pain, Fujiwara slaps the paper on his back as she shouts, “DON’T DO THAT AGAIN!!”.
She felt the urge to kick him in the face for doing that to her, but she forced herself to walk off, angry and a bit nervous. Yun happened to stumble by as he walked past a furious Fujiwara, looking over confused before seeing Kimura aching in pain nearby. Yun rushed over and saw his paper on his back as he patted him.
“Are…you…okay?”
Yun spoke a bit in Japanese as he wasn’t used to speaking it yet. However, Kimura nodded, reaching over to grab his paper from his back, he stood up as he held his abdomen. Fujiwara has a mean abdomen knee… he shuffled his feet over to the infirmary with Yun.
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Suzuki walked with her friends down the hall as she saw Kaneko’s group walking down the opposite side of the of the hallway. Oh shit… she felt her heart sink as she slowly started backing out, “Suzuki what’s wrong?” One of her friends asked, Suzuki lightly chuckled as she stuttered, “N-Nothing! I forgot I had to go to…—” it took her a second to think of an excuse as one suddenly came up.
“—I left my notebook!”
Suzuki began running down the opposite way as she was getting farther and farther from Kaneko’s group. After getting far enough, she ran down the stairs to the first floor, running around the corner and bumping into Yun. “Owch!” Suzuki fell back as she felt herself getting caught, she looked to see that Yun had caught her wrist.
“Are you okay?”
Yun asked, speaking in Korean as she nodded, Yun pulled her towards him as she stood up. “Where’s Kimura?” Suzuki asked, looking behind him to see If he was following him, Yun shook his head, replying, “No, He’s going to have to stay in the infirmary a bit longer.”.
Suzuki pouted as multiple footsteps came running down the stairs, Suzuki instinctively jumped as she ran around and hid behind Yun, fixing her glasses. Kaneko and her friends ran down as they saw Yun leaning on a wall.
“Hey Pretty Boy! Have you seen Suzuki? You’re usually around her all the time.”
“She…in…infirmary…”
“The Infirmary? Thanks Pretty boy, Maybe I’ll get you something later.”
Kaneko and the rest of her group ran towards the infirmary as Yun looked behind him, seeing Suzuki sitting on the floor hugging her legs. “They’re gone now.” He said to her, she looked up at him as she got up from the floor. “Thank you, Yun…” she thanked him, looking down at the floor feeling guilty to bring him into her own mess.
Yun lightly smiled as he lightly patted her head and leaves, heading upstairs. She watched him walk up the stairs as she put her hands on her head, slightly blushing at that fact. Suzuki walked up the stairs shortly after him, seeing her friends crowding him. Yun had his hands up to his shoulders as he was in a bit of a pickle.
Without any hesitation Suzuki rushed over and firmly grabbed his wrist. “Come!” she commanded as Yun followed as he had no choice. Her friends looking over as Suzuki was just coming to terms with what she had done. WHYY DID I DO THAT! She didn’t think it through as she took him up to the rooftop.
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Why did I do that…? All I did was see them being girls around Yun…Joking around and…stuff…but…
No No No!! C’mon Suzuki! She patted her face. You’re better than that! You couldn’t possibly like Yun! He’s your friend…A Very Nice… She looked over at Yun, who was looking down at the students passing by on the ground. …Gorgeous…Cute…Good Looking…Friend… Suzuki slightly spaced out, imagining herself being close to Yun. “Suzuki? Suzuki??” The voice called out as she snapped out of it and looked at him, her face obviously flustered.
“H-Huh?!?”
“Suzuki, are you okay?”
“I-I uhm…—” her head filled with clouded and misjudgment thoughts as she recklessly slammed her head against the metal fence. “GET OUT INTRIGUING THOUGHTS!” she shouted at the top of her lungs as this made Yun jump a bit, surprised by it. Oh who am I kidding… her fingers gripping onto the metal fence as she felt embarrassed, slumping and leaning on the fence a bit.
Yun looked at her as he patted her shoulder, she turned as her face was completely red from her little stunt. “Here.” He hands her his box of strawberry flavored pocky. Huh…but… she looked at the box as she lightly grabs it, looking in to see one left still in the bag.
“Is…Is it for me Yun…?”
“Yeah, I had one left, so I wanted to give it to you.”
“O…Oh…Thanks Yun.”
She took out the pocky and bites onto the strawberry coated side, smiling. Suddenly, Yun leaned over and bit the other side, taking about eighty percent of the pocky. Suzuki’s eyes widened as Yun stood up, she had many emotions running through her as she dropped the empty box, her hands trembling slightly.
“If you want more pocky, we can go buy more.”
Yun warmly smiled at her as he went down to the second floor. Wh…Wh…Wh… her emotions reached a boiling point as she shouted out up into the air, “WHAAAAAAATTTTTTT!!!!!”.
* * *
Meanwhile, Kimura sat in the infirmary rubbing his abdomen and replaying his interaction with Fujiwara in his head multiple times. What did I do wrong… he felt his abdomen get better as he heard a Click! Swoosh! From the infirmary front door. Shhhk! The curtain was pushed aside as Kimura looked at Kaneko and her group once more.
“What?”
“Where’s Ayame…?”
“How should I know?”
“Yun told us that she came to the infirmary, so where is she.”
He snickered a bit from how outrageous it sounded, Kaneko’s eye twitched as she grabbed his shirt, her eyes glowing purple. “Quit fucking around with me! Where is she!” she commanded, the sparks beginning to show out once again, However, Kimura sighed as he looked at her dead in the eyes, replying, “I don’t know. Get your hands off me or I’ll force you to.”.
The same overpowering feeling was radiating from Kimura once again as he kept his glare at Kaneko. It’s…It’s the same feeling from the first time I met him…What’s making this… her hand began trembling as they her tough outer shell was easily shattered, what’s making this feeling…that…I would lose…no matter how hard I try… She slowly let go of his shirt, her hand trembling from fear.
“Alright, enough of this!”
“Wait!”
Her red-haired friend threw a punch at Kimura as he caught her fist, her other friend throwing a kick at his chest, successfully landing on his chest but visibly doing nothing. Both seemed confused and surprised as their mana abilities were activated. He sighs, letting out heavy air as he got out from the bed, slinging her friend straight through a wall.
“Yuki!”
Her white-haired friend rushed over to Yuta, checking up on her as Yuki was out cold. Kimura swayed his hand a bit, warming it up as her white-haired friend stood up, manifesting white daggers in her hands as she also formed a suit of armor around her. Kaneko just stood there in shock as her body froze up with fear in Kimura’s presence.
Kimura walked out of the hole, seemingly unfazed. Manifesting a suit of armor and daggers? That’s surely a unique ability indeed… Kimura stood in one spot as the white-haired girl rushed at him, full sprinting towards Kimura. Kimura’s right eye glows ink black as his right arm cools to freezing temperatures, forming ice around it.
“HRRAAAHH!!!”
She cried out as Kimura swiped his arm towards the white-haired girl, sending a wave of icicles charging at her. DOOSH! BAM!! KSSSH!! The Ice spreads around as he hears the heavy and rushing footsteps of the girl. THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP!!! Without a second to react, Kimura was stabbed in his abdomen and his left shoulder as the girl slammed him through the inner wall of the infirmary, launching them out towards the front. That armor’s durable, it’ll be handy then! He reached out with his right arm and tried to grab her arm, but it was still covered.
They crashed into the ground, The White-Haired girl getting out of the small crater as the armor seemingly deconstructed itself. She huffed heavily as she held both daggers in her hands, now tipped with blood. She took some time to get her breath as she sighed in relief, suddenly hearing him get up from it. “Thanks…for the armor…” he chuckled as his hand bloody as well.
She seemed confused as the ice on his right arm was gone, now he began to construct armor for himself as he chuckled, having brass knuckles instead of her daggers. How the hell are you able to replicate MY suit! She grew even more furious as she manifested her suit, rushing at him. She slashed one of the daggers at him as Kimura swiftly dodged out of the way, slamming a punch to her chest.
This made her stumble back as Kimura wasted no time in throwing left jabs, hooks, and occasionally a kick or two, not letting up on his lead. The girl had no choice but to defend, blocking direct face punches as she endured each kick he threw. If He keeps this up… Kimura then landed a heavy right hook against her face, shattering the helmet as he followed up with a heavy left hook.
He looked at her as she was exhausted, her armor dissolving and her daggers dissolving into nothingness. Kimura dissolved his armor and brass knuckles as he walked past her, she was utterly defeated by her own ability. Kimura walked as he held his left shoulder and his abdomen again, feeling the stab wounds this time. Agh…fuck…Damn Adrenaline… the rush left his body as he powered on back to the infirmary room once more.
* * *
After six hours, Kimura was back to health as he had to repair two sets of walls this time. Kimura walked over to the dorms tired as he entered his room, seeing that Yamada was sleeping early. He sighed as he threw his phone onto his bed and headed into the bathroom. He began showering as he took his shower time to reflect.
I shouldn’t keep fighting…If I keep fighting, they’ll suspect me of the incident…I can’t go back…
He sighed as he finished showering after ten minutes. Kimura walked out as he rubbed his hair with his towel, changed out of his bloody school uniform. VRRRT!! VRRRRT!! VRRRRT!! His phone was vibrating as he looked down at his phone, seeing it was a call from “Idiot No.2”.
“What is it.”
“Dad wants you back home…It’s about mom…”
“Is he still going on about mom’s disappearance? When is that old man going to learn that she’s gone!”
“No…I mean—” Suddenly the sound of something being taken was heard.
“Aki?!?”
A feminine voice was now on the other side of the line.
“That’s no way to say hello to your older sister…”
“Keiko…”
He gripped the phone as she told him over the phone, “How about my little brother comes home for a…Intervention?” he heard a female laugh on the other side as Kimura replied, “Go fuck yourself Keiko…You should have been left for dead after what you did!!!” as he hangs up immediately afterwards.
He lowers his phone from his ear as he death grips his phone, clenching his hand into a fist with his other hand. Why…Why did you come home shitty sister…