Marionette

Skies, Chapter Eleven - Shiai [試合]

Baseball, baseball... everything was baseball this week.

There was scarcely a mention of the girls and basketball, though they were practicing comfortably well, themselves.

Whenever Koro-sensei decided to turn one of the designated classes into a practice session, Amaya would instead wander over to the faculty room and ask Karasuma or Irina for something to do, instead. Of late, Amaya honestly felt like whatever the two humans would assign her to do was a lot better than watching or just wandering off.

And the one time on Thursday afternoon when Karasuma dismissed her two hours early as a reward for finally landing a blow on him with her anti-sensei knife, Amaya wandered down the mountain to pay Shigure another visit.

She wouldn't know if anyone had been looking for her, because she was always off doing something different to everyone else in class.

Today, it was Friday morning, the day of the Ball Game Tournament.

And today, Amaya was merely a spectator required to watch. It was supposedly so she could watch her class suffer pure and utter defeat at the bands of the Elite that was the main campus, though Amaya honestly couldn't care less whether those so called Elite had an extra arm, or had the brains of a genius.

If they pissed her off, she was going to either humiliate or punch them, depending on what the situation called for at the time.

Everyone had already arrived for class today, an hour earlier than the usual time.

Amaya only found out as she arrived, and Koro-sensei had flown into a little bit of a tantrum, telling her that she was late, and everyone had already been here an hour earlier.

And yet she was here on time for normal classes.

She'd shrugged Koro-senseis tardiness tantrum off, remarking that she didn't know to come early.

The match was at 2pm for both the boys and the girls, in five hours time, though Amaya didn't know if they had to be there for the start at 11am. She hoped not, she didn't quite feel like just sitting there for four hours when she could murder a sizable portion of the main campus population before Karasuma could wade through the sea of students to drag her away.

She glanced over at the corner that Terasaka, Yoshida and Muramatsu resided within normally.

Was Koro-sensei likely to react that very same way with those three if they came back today before the match?

They'd outrightly said they weren't going to participate to become laughing stocks, after all.

Maybe it was because she hadn't made an outright decision on the matter, though she felt sure that with her spending all that time being given tasks to complete by Karasuma and Irina kind of said where she stood on the situation, anyway.

Koro-sensei decided that until 10am, everyone would do their own form of practice for their respective matches, and before he'd even dismissed everyone to get changed into their PE uniforms, Karasuma had turned up to retrieve Amaya and give her something to do.

She'd felt the curious gazes upon her as she wordlessly lifted herself from her seat and followed Karasuma over to the Faculty Room.

Even Koro-sensei was a little curious by the Government Agents sudden actions, though he shrugged it off pretty quick.

For the whole time right up until just before noon, Karasuma had her learning proper handling on the air-guns, and even introduced her to some of the larger air-rifles that were on the premises. How to load them, pull them apart for cleaning, putting them back together again, and then once she could do that well enough for the three types of guns they had on the premises, he had her go down to the shooting range with him and practiced aim and handling.