Another Life, Another Me

53. Sparring Swords

"Master~! Ah~! It feels so good to see you again~!" Mr. Maso squealed as he dropped to his knees in the front of the class.

...How does a normal human being tend to react to this type of situation?!

It had been so long since I have had a taste of normal that I didn't know what to think anymore.

Hmm...

I believe that the normal human's response is: "let's go murder him right now~"

Right?

Or maybe I'm wrong...

I'm pretty sure that the people back on Earth, in my past life, would've reacted that way, but I can't remember...

"Master~ Master~ Why won't you say anything~? Ah~ Your icy glares make me...so...so...Ah~ Weak~" he sang as he began crawling to me slowly.

I shuddered.

"Cordelia~ Please, yell at me~ Beat me up~ And hurt me~!" Mr. Maso cried as he grabbed onto my foot.

There was utter silence in the room.

And the only thing I could feel at this point was the rising embarrassment and irritation coursing through my veins.

Hahaha...

Maybe it would be a good idea to pack my bags now and run away from this school as soon as possible.

Nothing good has come from me being here at this place.

I mean...either way...I'll have to leave the school after killing Mr. Maso, right?!

They'll expel me anyway, so there is no point in needing to stay in this school any longer.

I clenched my fists.

"Oh no...Did I make Master angry~? Oh no~ Please, punish me~" Mr. Maso squeaked as he looked at my scary expression.

...Am I supposed to punch him or not?!?!?!

I definitely did not want to give him the satisfaction of giving him exactly what he wanted.

But...

As I stared on Mr. Maso's flushed face begging to be punched, I felt the unstoppable urge to kill him.

All of a sudden, I could hear the small stirring of the sleeping red-haired male lead as he woke up slightly from his sleep.

"...Who's that guy?" the red-haired boy asked with a yawn as he peeked open one of his eyes at Mr. Maso.

"...Don't even ask..." I replied with a sigh as I felt a headache form in the back of my mind.

Two of the most tiring human beings in the world were next to me at the same time.

"...Hello, sir..." the boy calmly nodded in acknowledgment to our teacher as if he didn't see anything wrong with the situation.

Excuse me?

Was he blind or something?

Did he not see that giant heart-shaped paper taped onto Mr. Maso's chest that revealed to the world that he was a masochist?!?!

"...Will the class start soon...? I want to get this all over with..." the red-haired boy asked the teacher politely with a clueless look on his face.

Everyone in the class looked at the boy in awe.

It takes serious skill to not react in front of Mr. Maso.

"...Um...O-Oh...yes...class...I forgot about that," Mr. Maso replied as he awkwardly replied to the red-haired boy.