If Honey had one thing to complain about after rebirth, it was the lack of cake.
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"3-E?"
The blond nodded, his purple eyes slightly narrowing as his mind drifted to one annoying redhead.
"Yes, we must put them in their place."
The strawberry blon...
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"Whoah! Doesn't it look like so much fun up there?" Mitsukuni marveled as he looked out class 3-A's window to observe the gigantic tornado atop class 3-E's hill. His arms tightly grasped Reiko as he leaned against the windowsill, trying to have a better look.
His blond childhood friend sighed at his silly action. A hand to grasp the shorter's collar, in case he fell out the window, he rubbed his sinuses in a circular motion with his free one. What "fun"? They had no time for fun. The midterms were right around the corner, and with E-class' trick during the last assembly, A-class was even more pressured to succeed than usual.
Mitsukuni excitedly jumped up and down before clapping his hands happily. "Ma-chan was right, E-class definitely seems interesting!" he praised with genuine enthusiasm. He had never seen such a magnificent artificial tornado before. He was thoroughly impressed.
"Do you want to join them, Mitsukuni?" Gakushu asked, his eyes sternly narrowed as he looked down on the shorter male before letting go on his uniform.
The strawberry blond hummed, tilted his head, twirled on himself, and waltzed to his seat with light steps before shaking his head in denial. "No, fun is good, but it's not everything, Shu-chan," he calmly answered, his doe eyes shining with unsettling wisdom until he beamed at the taller male.
The Student Council President hummed, minutely frowning at his friend before he focused on the mountain. The tornado had died down some time ago, his violet eyes carefully narrowed.
Class 3-E. It was really suspicious.
For a split second, he wondered if Karma would give him some information if asked, he brushed the idea as quickly as it came. Even if the redhead answered him, there was no telling if what he said was the truth or not.
He shook his head. His gaze swept the classroom before he glanced at the clock wall and went back to his seat behind the shorter blond. He spared Mitsukuni a glance, noting that he was chatting with his doll, and heaved a sigh, a defeated smile on his lips.
He aimlessly petted the top student's head, merely humming and smiling when the shorter gave him a dubious look.
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"Kyoto, Kyoto~" Mitsukuni aimlessly sang from his desk. His legs swayed under his chair as he rested his chin atop his crossed fingers. An excited smile painted his lips.
