Ch. 1: Aftermath

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He was able to get upstairs without issue and used clairvoyance to observe the classroom in an effort to avoid triggering a certain nuisance's "pal radar".

The environment of the classroom was as he expected. Papers and books were strewn every which way and students were yelling incomprehensibly. At the center of the cacophony was none other than Hairo, with the other students following suit like dogs that join the orchestra of howling after a conductor raises the baton. Hairo had reverted back to his brazenly motivated attitude when panic overtook him.

I wonder whether Hairo and his lackeys even know the space rock problem has been resolved.

Kaidou was still huddled under his desk doing his best to calm down but could not stifle a rather pathetic whimper while Kuboyasu tried unsuccessfully to console him. Kaidou's bandages had definitely seen better days.

The gorilla was spotted making his trademark sound and searching for something, probably a banana. His face sported the usual misleading expression, which paired with the creepily fast rotation of his head would have given anyone nightmares had they been paying attention to him.

Toritsuka was nowhere to be seen but through telepathy and clairvoyance Saiki figured out he had collapsed in a pile of trash summoned by the commotion.

Akechi was still transfixed, muttering something about the kinetic energy of celestial objects while paying no mind to the soil of his trousers.

Mera had fallen to her knees wracked with sobs because a missile had somehow atomized her ticket out of perpetual poverty.

Good grief. Add convincing the government that the meteorite that could not have been destroyed by the world's most powerful weapons to my list of annoyances.

Through telepathy, Saiki discerned that Saiko's concerns about his friends fell on deaf ears as he continued to be forcibly removed from the school's premises. Unfortunately for Saiko the only thing more powerful than a rich kid is his father.

Aiura and Yumehara huddled in the corner while Aiura feverishly tried to use her divination as if she were flicking a lighter to get a spark. While Yumehara attemped to use her experience in the occult club to aid Aiura, she was grossly under-qualified to be of any use in this endeavor.

Teruhashi had come back into the classroom and attempted to use her cheat ability to quiet down the ruckus.

Nendou gave up on whatever he was doing before and approached Kaidou who was shivering and whimpering under a desk. He stuck out an accusatory finger and proceeded to belch out laughter loud enough to rival Hairo and his ilk.

"Oi! Hey runt, you look pretty stupid huddled under that desk! Do you need a safety blanket? I can go home and get the one I put over Riki jr. #2's cage when he gets scared!"

Kaidou immediately perked up, not willing to brook Nendou's heckling.

"Y-You're one to talk! Our lives were in actual danger and you were too stupid to realize that! All you did was stand around, pick your nose, and make creepy expressions!"

"Gahahaha! Well if our lives were in danger, where's your proof then? I don't see any meteor or whatever outside anyway--" his mouth twisted into a wicked smile, "--or is this like that Everyday Fool situation with the camera?"

Kaidou stammered something incoherent and then subsequently screamed. Being thoroughly humiliated by Nendou whether the latter knew it or not was not a fate that Kaidou had signed up for. Given all the stress of a near death experience and near Nendou experience, Kaidou's mouth refused to produce any more sound, his body went limp, and he crashed onto the floor like a sack of feathers.

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