DoD in Highschool (English)

Chapter 27

Satan was impatiently waiting for the idiot to come out of the gym. It was hella annoying to wait. He had gone home because he never intented to wait for Keiko like an hour and a half and went to his room to change his clothing but even so, he was back way too early. It sucked. He was wearing his attire clothing, his black waist coat... and a matching hat. Hats were fancy. 'Jeez, you goddamn asshole, hurry up, you're wasting my time!' he thought annoyed. After five more minutes that rather seemed like an entire eternity, he saw Keiko coming out of the gym with a giant bag over his shoulder. When he saw Satan, he went towards him. "Look at that, you actually showed up here", he commented. Satan folded his arms. "Yeah. I decided to bless you with my presence and answer your over all limits stupid question." Keiko's face darkened. "Shut your big mouth, Raiden." He placed his bag on a bench. "Alright now. What's the deal with you? You clearly got a problem with me, don't you? So, instead of insulting me, tell me what your damn problem is.", "I thought you already knew. But fine, I'm gonna tell you." Satan took out the letter Keiko had written. "Mean people don't bother me a bit. However, mean people that disguise themselves as nice people...", he crumbled the paper, "...bother me a whole lot. I know about the case with you and Riku Kotomine from 10-A.", "How?", "A friend from that class told me. I bet Riku didn't attend the club today, right? Instead of humiliating somebody who isn't as skilled and good as you are, you may could've helped him improving and told him what he could've done better, bonehead." He knocked on Keiko's forehead. "I don't know what humans think sometimes but having a mighty position is poison for your ego. Seriously, if I wanted to commit suicide, I'd climb up your ego and jump to your IQ. I'd definitely break all of my bones." Keiko said nothing. "I suggest you look for Riku and apologize for being such an asshole to him and then invite him to the club once more for improvement! That's what clubs are there for in the first place, Mr. Nice-And-Great." With these words, Satan threw the paper away and left with a self-satisfied grin. That just felt really good.

In the eve, Lucy sat at his window and stared outside. Towards the eternal dawn... He leaned his elbow on the windowsill and closed his eyes. "Future Fragment..." He mumbled and placed his chin on his hand. Suddenly, his sight blurred and his body strained- He stared into nothing with empty eyes. He heard screams and growls. He stood on a roof and looked down on a street. People ran away panicking and he saw two Ninqairas walking through the road. One had blood dripping down its mouth while the other one tore a woman to pieces. Humans weren't able to see the monsters because of some sort of invisibility magic trait that disabled non-magical creatures to catch a look on them. How did these monsters enter the city in the first place? It shouldn't be possible... If this really was the future, then something bad would definitely happen. His vision wore off and Lucy remained motionless for a sec. It felt so close... Was it happening any moment now...? So that what he saw a while ago really occured in a vision again...

Bacarra was standing on a roof. He wore his mask- As usual when he was in Aphadrim. His black and red coat waved in the cold night wind as he suddenly heard a growl. He looked down and saw something white sneak through the shadows. He could catch a look on the red patterns on the thing's fur... A Ninqaira?! "What the heck...? These things shouldn't be here at all... How did they pass through the barrier!?" He stretched out a hand. "Be my scythe, Jinchiru!" A soul appeared next to him and manifested to a long double-bladed scythe. Bacarra jumped down from the roof and landed on the street. The Ninqaira noticed him and growled, revealing its teeth. "Yeah, come at me, you monster..." Bacarra twisted his scythe. "Activate wrath, Jinchiru! Call the fire!" One blade of the scythe started glowing and Bacarra unleashed a bunch of fire blades. The giant wolf jumped back and evaded the flames. Then, it attacked with in the moonlight blinking teeth. Bacarra held the scythe in front of him so it bit into it. He tossed it to the ground. Then, he turned the scythe again. "Activate pride!" The weapon glowed again. "Lightning bolts!" Bright bolts of lightning shot down at the Ninqaira and it roared from pain. "Shocked it. Let's finish this!", 'I am full of saliva. Ew.' Jinchiru commented. "Sorry, dude, forgive me." Bacarra twisted the scythe and killed the biest. "I needa check whether there are more of'em here.", 'That may be a good idea. They'll kill humans.', "Or other demons. But at first, I make that corpse disappear. Lilith, come to me!" A soul appeared in his hand and he put it into his bracelet. "Vanquish!" She shot a beam at the Ninqaira's dead body and it disintegrated. Then, Bacarra jumped onto a street lamp and a near rooftop to go for monster hunt. 'Be careful, Bacarra.' Jinchiru whispered. Bacarra nodded. "Count on me..."  

The next day was boring as fuck. The two Math lessons caused Satan to receive a damn headache, but at least, he had time to insult Irina again when she complained about how difficult their new subject was. Satan randomly listened to her and then said: "Four out of three people struggle with Maths.", "Yeah, because it's so difficult..." the blonde-haired girl said and Satan had to laugh. "You especially, as it appears to me... cuz you didn't notice the intentional mistake in my statement.", "What?", "Four. Out. Of. Three." Satan repeated so slowly that he accentuated every single word. Irina needed some moments before it occured to her. "Oh...", "Yeah." Satan shook his head and then left the room to go down to the Physics room. However, that wasn't as easy as planned because Irina sought revenge. She clasped her bag and ran after him, stopping him before the stairs. She slapped him. "You're such an asshole, Raiden Murakami! You're disputing me in front of me friends! Jerk!!" Satan held his cheek. Irina growled at him and went down the stairs, but she tripped and fell down. "Ouch! What the...? What was that?!" Satan started laughing. "It's called Karma and it's pronounced 'Haha, fuck you'!" He laughed so hard his stomach started aching. He went down the stairs and past Irina. "Next time when you slap me, think about it fi- Ouch!" Irina brutally stepped on his feet. Satan's eyes narrowed. "If I were you, I'd be careful who's toes I step on today, because they might be connected to the foot that kicks your ass tomorrow.", "You're such a little piece of shit!" Irina hissed. Satan bend down and directly stared into her face. "Was that supposed to hurt me? Nice try though, but I can guarantee you not one mit of my self-esteem is tied up in your words.", "Fuck you!", "I'm not into fucking anybody, sweetie." He grabbed her chin. "I've reached that age where my brain goes from 'You probably shouldn't do that' to 'What the hell, let's see what happens!' So I warn you... I am eager to try new things out. Even new insults. So, be a good girl and don't annoy me with whatever you do so you won't need to complain. Yeah?" Then, he let go of her again. "Let me paraphrase that to 'I hate you'." Irina said. "I don't hate you, I just deeply dislike you... Nevermind, I hate you. Uh, or wait... I am not quite saying that I hate you, what I'm saying is you literally are the Monday of my life. That's even worse."