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Chapter Four: The Elegant Kashara Bloodmoon

The sun shone brightly over the field where Yokai Academy's physical education class was held. The students, dressed in their gym outfits, were gathered around Mr. Sudo, who stood proudly next to a large, magical punching machine. His smile radiated enthusiasm as he welcomed everyone.

"Welcome to physical education class, everyone!" Mr. Sudo called out, waving his arms like a circus ringmaster. "Today, we're going to test your strength. This machine will measure your monster strength level. Don't worry about breaking it; it's made from the strongest magical metal on Earth! We'll start with the third-year students, followed by the second years, and finally, the first years."

The students lined up, the air buzzing with excitement and nervous anticipation.

Tsukune Aono, now a seasoned veteran of Yokai Academy, was first. He took a deep breath, adopted a fighting stance, and threw a solid punch into the machine.

"10,095!" Mr. Sudo announced proudly. "Not bad, Mr. Aono, not bad at all. Of course, it's no surprise after you defeated Alucard and paved the way for a new monster era."

Tsukune chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his head. "I had help."

Moka Akashiya stepped up next, her silver hair flowing behind her. She punched the machine without breaking a sweat.

"10,089!" Mr. Sudo marveled. "Your status as an S-Class vampire really shows, Miss Akashiya!"

Moka smirked and folded her arms. "That was me not even trying," she said, her confidence shining through.

Then came Kurumu's turn. As she approached the machine, Miles suddenly shouted from the sidelines, "GIVE IT ALL YOU GOT, KURUMU! AND THANKS FOR LETTING ME REST ON YOUR CHEST, THAT NAP DID WONDERS FOR ME! YOU'RE NOT SO BAD AFTER ALL!"

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.

"He got to do what!?" someone shrieked.

"THAT LUCKY BASTARD!" another student yelled, fists clenched in jealousy.

Kurumu turned beet red, her earlier confidence faltering as a wave of embarrassment hit her. She shook it off, focused, and threw her punch.

"9,995!" Mr. Sudo announced.

Kurumu exhaled in relief, brushing off the embarrassment.

"Such a weakling," a haughty voice remarked.

Kurumu's eyes narrowed. Kashara Bloodmoon, the new vampire student with her emerald green eyes gleaming, stepped forward with a smug smile.

"Oh? Think you can do better?" Miles called out, shooting her a challenging look.

Kashara smirked, her fangs glinting slightly. "I'm an S-Class vampire, on par with Moka Akashiya. And yet..." She glanced at Miles, her gaze lingering. "While you could enjoy fine dining, it seems you've settled for a 3 day-old meatloaf."

Miles's eye twitched in anger. "Kurumu is more than that!" he snapped.

"Really?" Kashara purred, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "A nap on a woman's chest changes your entire view of a... let's say, promiscuous succubus?"

"If you're trying to get under my skin, it's not going to work," Miles retorted, his fists clenched. "You've got another thing coming."

Kashara chuckled softly, clearly enjoying the tension. "Don't underestimate me, Miles. I like to get under people in more ways than one."

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When it was finally the first-year students' turn, Evan Prime stepped up first. He cracked his knuckles, taking his stance, and punched the machine with a controlled but powerful hit.