Ace (On Hold)

Chapter 4

            

Himeka hummed as she cleans up her table, putting her studying utensils away after the last bell rang. Most of the students have already either gone home or to their clubs, Syusuke and Eiji were one of the latter. Just as she slung the straps of her bag on her shoulder, her homeroom teacher called out to her from the doorway.

"Kominato-san, can I please have some words with you?"

Himeka tilted her head in wonder and quickly trotted to him. "What is it, Sensei?"

The brown haired man scratched his head, smiling down at her kindly, "I'm just wondering how are you doing? Adjusting to the class and all..."

Himeka smile up at him placidly, "I'm doing fine"

The man heaved out a relief sigh, "Really? Then I'm glad. I'm worried that you will have some troubles, considering that you have skips 2 years and all"

The peach haired girl waves her hand, "Don't worry, Haruto-sensei. I'm fine"

Haruto's smile widened, he was relief to hear that his friend's daughter was doing well despite this being her first day. Well, he supposes she was used to this as in her old school, Youko Junior High, she also started at third year too. Though even if she wasn't used to it, he has very little doubt that she will passes this with ease, considering whose sister she was. His green eyes dazed, he could still remember how his friend had called him persistently to tell him of his daughter's transfer to here and demanding him to look after her and such.

Haruto admitted he did argue a bit with him, seeing as he was a teacher, he should be fair. He doesn't play favourite; he had told him but he did promise to at least keep an eye on her. Though the reason he was doing this wasn't because of his friend, but more because of one particular call. Haruto would forever remember the sinister voice of a certain 18 years old boy, as he cunningly roped the teacher into looking after his sister. He shivered at the memory, he wondered what his friend and his wife feed and did to raises such children up. Then he was once again reminded of where those kids got their trait from. Their mother has such a trait too, albeit milder, but Haruto have no doubt that they inherit from her and improve it.

"Sensei?"

Haruto snapped out of his thought and look down at the youngest child of his friend, whose appearance took after her mother and shared with her brothers. He has to ask his friend once again, did his children even got some of his looks at all?

"Nothing" He shook his head and smile, patting her head, "Off you go"

Himeka quirked a brow but say nothing as she turns around and headed down the corridor. Kazehaya Haruto was her father's friend, she remembers him when he would visit her family from time to time. Well, the visits decreases as she grows up and her father only meet him outside or Haruto would come when Himeka wasn't home. Though she didn't know that he teaches here until she saw him but at the time, she still didn't remember him. She only did when she was on the fourth period.

Himeka shook her head, she could be forgetful sometimes, or maybe, most of the time? She doesn't know. Anyway, she figures she should go say 'Hi' to a certain someone before she goes to Seidou High School. Himeka allow her lip to curl into an evil smirk as she headed down to the reception for her other bag. Ooh, this going to be fun~

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Seishun Gakuen's tennis courts were of standard and perfectly look after, Himeka noted once again up in the tree. This time dresses in the outfit she wore this morning during her runs, although she had tucked her hairs into her cap. The petite girl hummed under her breath quietly, tugging her hat down a bit to hide her fringes though it was more of idly action. Himeka was amused as she watches everyone run laps around the court while under the condition that if they didn't finish in time, they will drink the suspicions yellowish green liquid that one of the regular has. It was entertaining to see them so determining yet panicking in the same time, especially with how they pale in fears. Even her childhood friend didn't go unaffected though his was subtler. Was the drink that deadly?