Deadly One

Chapter XI: Ball Game (Edited)

Observing the scene before her, Emiko let out a sigh of disdain before striding over.

"Oi. What are you insects doing with my classmates?" she queried the baseball team, coming to a halt next to a particular redhead. Emiko's male cohorts from 3E class were seemingly taken aback by her sudden appearance, considering she rarely ever made herself known to other classes.

"Who are you calling an insect?" One of the boys snarled

"Tsk," She clicked her tongue in disapproval, visibly unimpressed by their pathetic comeback and dismissive attitudes before turning to her classmates, not paying them any mind. "Why bother wasting your breath on these extras?" she asked Sugino, who clearly remained visibly stunned.

Sugino stuttered, attempting to explain, while Nagisa remained visibly shocked and confused. Meanwhile, Strawberry merely smirked.

"Never mind," she interjected, raising her hand to halt Sugino.

"Who are you to ignore us?" the same boy she had disregarded yelled. Emiko turned her head towards him, exuding a chilling aura that sent the baseball team recoiling in fear, causing them to step back from the fence that separated them.

She was quick to snap back, "Talk to me like that, and I'll rip your tongue out."

Karma chuckled as he took her by the shoulders, guiding her away from the fence toward their classroom, murmuring 'Calm down' and 'Chill' here and there

"Consider that a warning," she seethed as the four of them departed.

"You didn't have to do that, Mizuki," Sugino expressed as they ascended the hill.

She clicked her tongue and remained silent for a moment. "Don't get used to it, baseball nerd. I only did it because I wanted to," she spat from beside Karma.

A brief silence followed.

"Baseball game?" she asked, and they nodded. "Tsk,"she turned her head away from them, peering ahead. "If you want help, ask me. I used to play," she mumbled before walking off.

Karma Akabane PoV

"Well, would you look at that," I smirked before remarking, "She can be nice." The other two boys nodded in agreement.

"I heard that, Strawberry," her words made me tense up slightly.

"Sorry," I muttered out. 'How the hell was I meant to know that she could still hear me?'

Class

Emiko Mizuki PoV

I leaned my head on my desk, tuning into the class conversation about Sugino being ousted from the team due to his E-class status.

I sighed deeply, in clear annoyance. "Why don't you pissants stop whining and actually get your asses moving? Nothing will change if you stay still"

All eyes turned towards me, but I remained unmoving. "You mentioned a game with them this morning, right? Use this chance to prove that you're on a higher level than those bastards," I implied in a bored tone, as if it wasn't obvious enough.

'If I have to hint at what they need to do any further then I might as well just kill them for being so useless...'

I didn't know you could be so supportive of this, Mizuki," Nakamura remarked as the rest of the class gazed at her in amazement and surprise.

"I'm just a competitive person," she said, sitting up and stretching her arms with a yawn. "If you boys lose, I'll do more than kick your asses," she threatened, prompting them all to nod vigorously. She cracked her neck and looked ahead. "I have specific orders not to kill any students during my time here—" Her words were followed by what seemed like horns sprouting from her head. "So you'll be doing my dirty work this time," she said, grinning maniacally under her mask.