“You basterd, what the hell did you do to that girl?!”

Batting a thousand Ryuji, let’s see if we can make him say anything incriminating.

All of us, Ren, Ryuji Mishima and I, are in Kamoshida’s PE faculty room. I take a moment to look past Kamoshida and stare at an unassuming camera just underneath Kamoshida’s desk. All that’s left is to get the basterd to say something.

Kamoshida’s giving nothing away though, his face calm and centered as he speaks.

“What are you talking about?”

Ryuji, perhaps a bit unwisely, kicks a chair as he tells him off.

“Don’t play dumb with me!”

Kamoshida loses his own temper for a moment, glaring daggers at Ryuji as he turns to face Ryuji.

“That is enough!”

I don’t let it bother me, looking back at Mishima. I whisper at him.

“You got to tell him Mishima.”

Mishima takes a moment to gather himself, and steps up to speak.

“What you did… wasn’t coaching…”

This infuriates Kamoshida, and I can’t help but smirk at his perfect fake face falling off of a moment.

“What did you say?”

Mishima is holding his head again, almost as if he’s reliving the moments.

“You ordered me to call Suzui here. I can only imagine what you did to her.”

Kamoshida rises from his chair, staring down at Mishima as he goes off.

“You’re going on and on about things you have no proof of. Basically, you’re simply making these claims, because you can’t be a regular on the team, right?”

“That’s not what this is about!”

Once again, I see the rebel in Mishima pushing to come out.

“Even if it’s exactly as you imagine it to be, hypothetically speaking… what can you do?”

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Kamoshida smirks as he tells the rest, “We just received a call from the hospital. Suzui’s is in a coma from the pain of her broken arm, and judging from the way the bone has shattered it’ll be a long time before she come back. In fact,”

He turns to stare at me, “there’s word that you pushed her down Amawara-kun, since no one was there to witness it.”

I scowl at the shithead, “all except you, Mr. Kamoshda.”

He scowls even more, “who’s going to believe you, no one. All I have to say is it was you, and everyone will bend backwards to make it the truth.”

“You won’t get away with this Kamoshida.”

“This goddamn…”

Ryuji vents a bit at the basterd, who smiles with an exaggerate sigh.

“This again? Does this mean we have to have another case of ‘self-defense’?”

“You shut your mouth you son of a bitch!”

I grab Ryuji’s left side and Ren grabs his outstretch hand, waiting to punch Kamoshida.

“Why are you stopping me?!”

He turns to Ren, then to me, and settles on Ren.

“Calm down.”

“Don’t give him what he needs Ryuji.”

I glare at Kamoshida.

Ryuji diffuses, but he isn’t happy about it.

“Oh, you’re stopping now? What a surprise. There’s no need to hold back. Why not attack me?”

Kamoshida smirks.

“Oh… you can’t.”

He laughs.

“Of course you can’t.”

He turns back to his desk, and I can feel Ryuji’s revulsion as he tries to push away from me and Ren.

“You’re all expelled. I’m reporting you all at the next board meeting.”

Knowing this is coming, I don’t say a thing, but Ryuji and Mishima are different.

“Wha-”

“That’s not a decision you can make!”

Kamoshida turns from his desk to stare back at us.

“Who would seriously consider what scum like you have to say?”

He turns his gaze towards Mishima, “you threatened me too Mishima, so your just as responsible.”

Kamoshida stares at Mishima with visceral disgust, it almost makes me lose my own cool. It’s like he’s staring down at a bug.

“To think you didn’t know why I kept someone as talentless as you on the team. You act like a victim, but you released his criminal records, didn’t you? Not to mention what you did to him.”

He turns his smug face in my direction.

“How’s your family Amawara-kun, I hear that there’s some serious trouble with your foster sister. Now what would child protective services have to say to that?”

I freeze, my blood cold in my veins as I stare back at Mishima.

“Mishima?” Ryuji’s just as flabbergasted as I am.

“He told me to do it, I didn’t have a choice!”

I hear Kamoshida’s mocking laughter, and while I do feel indignation for Mishima apparently spying on my family, I know it all stems from Kamoshida.

“Now, are we finished here? You’re all expelled.”

He turns to look at us, his face in a disgusting smirk, “You’re done for; your futures are mine to take. Now get out of my site.”

Ryuji’s fuming, and it’s taking all of my own restraint to no just go over and beat Kamoshida to a bloody pulp.

“I can’t believe this asshole is getting away with this!”

“It can’t end like this…” I feel my teeth grind as I speak.

Ren seems to be the only one calm out of all of us. I take one look at him and he seems to come to a conclusion about the next steps.

“He’ll eat his words.”

I can’t agree more.

Ryuji seems lost at first, until it dawns on him. I swear the man needs to follow along more if this job is going to work out. Least we have Morgana to help with the plan.

Kamoshida makes a comment about us being trash, but I block him out. It’s like Ren said.

He’ll eat his own words, and I’m gonna shove them into his mouth fist first!