MHA: Morrow

A Decided Bout, Chptr. 3

Jurie Pyre, after just finishing the aptitude tests for the day, sighs, scratching her right leg, looking at it, and patting it a bit. 

"These spasms are getting a little bit out of hand." 

Turning around behind herself she sees the Principal stood there, smiling wide as ever. 

"We should give the students a fight to remember, say you, and Cassius fight? The only two members on staff without a quirk, but still, they most physically adept overall." 

He proposes to Jurie, who looks at him blankly, laughing and heading towards the wall of the school, coincidentally it's Cassius's room. Tapping the wall lightly with a knuckle it shatters, and crumbles to the ground. 

"CASSIUS! You and me, fighting say, tomorrow, how about it? A show of real hero's fighting to show them what combat later on is to be like." 

Cassius, looks at Jurie, who knocked his wall down, how many times this has happened, who knows even cassius has stopped counting himself. 

"Juire...I'm teaching class, but if it'll set an example I.. Ugh.. I'll fight you sure.."

Jurie comes into his classroom, pats him on the back, and then leaves through the classroom door, the Principal on the other hand sticks around for a second, looking at the classroom. 

"Class 1-B is in good hands, thank you for the opportunity to show these children a real bout." 

He then exits the room, chopping Jurie on the head, smiling ever still and walking back to his office with Jurie. 

Back at the office, Jurie pats her right leg again, sighing, and then sitting down in the chair that's positioned at the middle of the desk. She stops with her smiley persona, but the principal keeps his up. 

"So, Jurie, what made you want to knock down his wall." 

Visible on the reflection of his glass behind him, the principal has fixed the giant hole in Cassius' wall. 

"Fastest way inside" 

"And you didn't think for a second that it might've interrupted his class? He teaches longer in the day than you do Jurie, you do that again, and despite being my 1st employee, i will fire you." 

"Understood, Principal." 

Jurie takes her leave, and exits the Principals room, the Principal sighing, rubbing his eyebrows through the maroon blindfold that blocks his eyes, turning to look at a shadowy figure that is in the room on his left, orange-redish eyes piercing through the darkness that covers them.

"Principal. . .You already know what Yasahi is doing here, and yet you keep her enrolled in class 1-A, with the strongest teacher here as of now, her relationship with Kao-Lan and yourself is also exceptional, hesitation could be possible." 

"Hardly my dear secretary, this is all in a chance to have her hesitate." 

Spinning to look around out of the glass that is positioned behind his desk. He places his hands together. 

"You and I both know we can't stop 𝙃𝙚𝙧 from coming back anyways, we need to take them to the training camp immediately,  and if we can't train the students to hold their own against 𝙃𝙚𝙧, I'll handle any situation myself." 

"Understood principal."

The Secretary slinks back into the darkness, a crunching noise can be heard, and the squeak of a bed, then the typing of keys. 

The story pans to the students the next day. . . .all in the stands, Jurie, and Cassius, at opposite sides of the arena in the stadium, Jurie smiling and stretching.