A Return to School (TensuraxCote)

Joined ANHS, Already Exploiting The Loopholes

April 1st the start of my school life at ANHS. I had spent the past few months having Kiyo experience things he never did. I was very limited in what I was able to have him experience since he was being watched but I did get to secretly make him experience some things that piqued his interest or curiosity.

The more I showed him the more curious he got. He truly does have a seemingly infinite amount of curiosity, but I don't blame him after all the circumstances he was thrown into made this curiosity make sense. I wanted to take him to an amusement park and throw him on a rollercoaster to see if he'd make a reaction but I was sadly unable to.

The inability to throw him on a roller coaster made me promise after high school I am throwing him on one regardless of his decision. I feel like he'd enjoy it, well I say that in reference to him appreciating the sensations and the feelings you experience on a rollercoaster or in an amusement park in general.

I sadly had to keep up the appearance that he continued his training but he didn't care as he said.

"I won't have to bother with these tasks when we start school. They really are a pain so not needing to do them unless I decide, it will be nice."

"A pain? You don't mean that in the sense that it's difficult but more so seemingly pointless and a hassle."

He makes little to no change in his expressions but the look he gave me with a slight nod was very clear. Kiyo is keenly aware that he has immense difficulty expressing things with his face so he'll 'sometimes, sometimes' make small gestures to clarify his intent, not that it's needed for me but it is appreciated.

He is making an effort to figure out emotions. He may be able to perceive and understand emotions but he is not good at expressing. Suppression and stress did add to the difficulty of this task but the more he is able to freely do as he pleases the more he'll become aware of things he wasn't.

I have at times had to remind him he wasn't smiling despite thinking he was but a piece of progress came up the last few months. He can albeit very difficulty force a very VERY small smile but as he says.

'I'd rather not waste the energy.'

Kiyo really reminds me of Deeno. If you said they were the same person I may ALMOST believe you almost. They are entirely different, just both lazy. But he's got jokes at times, though he thinks they're unfunny because I am usually dumbfounded at the fact that he made a joke when in reality they're really good...usually.

"Rimuru. I can just imagine you playing a harp in an opera house with wind somehow flowing through your hair. I think you'd be able to get off as a girl quite easily if you tried a bit."

I almost had a heart attack when he said that. I felt extremely depressed for a moment before I realized he said tried and we were in a music room....

He really does accidentally(totally) make jokes that truly hit deep.

"And I see you easily playing off as a statue. Your point?"

"Toshay toshay."

It was an enjoyable few months but now we start at ANHS and the beginning of this story is from public transport... Really lame start but bear with it. I noticed quite a few of our classmates on the bus with us which made sense considering we were headed to the same place.

3 people immediately caught my attention and Kiyo in some regard although for very different reasons. One was a confident blonde; a friend Koenji, a cool black haired beauty reading a book on how to get away with murder... and a well endowed female with short beige hair who tried to help an old lady get a seat from Koenji.

I regret to inform you Koenji doesn't care at all what you think. I'm sitting by the window and I cannot give up my seat because Kiyo is more than likely monologuing right now. I already know who this female is whom is trying to coerce Koenji into relinquishing her seat. She is Kusida Kikyo who caused discourse and fighting in her classroom as she revealed all their secrets and thoughts about their peers to the whole class.