Cardfight!! Vanguard: Heiwa

-Part 2

One week had passed ever since the wekeend spent with Yumi and Chika, and only two days remained until the advent of the midterm exams that terrorized the high school masses. After the multiple requests for help coming from Ban, Izuru finally accepted his defeat and agreed to spend the last weekened before midterms helping him study enough to salvage a grade good enough to be able to participate on the post-midterms school trip that Heiwa did every semester.

It was saturday morning, only a little past seven, and Izuru was already up. He stared at himself at the mirror, dressed in the same trench coat wore in the day spent with Chika.

"That day... Eh, I have to admit that I am indeed a genius. I utterly destroyed that waiter's comment on my lack of speed after sprinting away from senpai's mansion." Izuru chuckled with a proud smirk.

But then, in similar fashion to that day, he grabbed his head and groaned.

"What the hell was that about?! Who runs away after something like that happens?! And then avoids the other participant of that event for an entire week?! If I have to eat my lunch on the cafeteria like a normie again, my mind will break! How did it come to this, to avoid the student council room?! I played the right games and always made the right dialogue choices so why?! Not like this!"

"Izu-chan, did your belt phone case scare away the potential wife-to-be?" Yu asked from outside the room.

"Shut up! And don't just listen to me from the door like some overly obssessive mother!"

"It was hard to stay asleep when you're shouting this loudly at this ungodly hour."

"Oh. Right. My bad."

"Oh yeah, and aren't you going to Ban-kun's house today? Aren't you going to miss the train at this speed?"

"...well when you put it that way!"

Izuru fetched his headphones from his desk and put them on his head right away, then opened his bedroom's door and ran past his mother.

"I'm going out!"

"Good luck, Izu-chan! Send Ban-kun my regards!"

"Alright, got it!" Izuru yelled back from the entrance hall, where he sat putting on his shoes in a rush. "Stupid train schedules and all of that, I'll probably lose the train again in that maze of a station!" He grumbled.

With his shoes on and a backpack with all he needed for the weekend on his back, Izuru jumped back on his feet and opened the door to leave, but all the cheeriness of the moment was lost upon the sight of the man with dark red hair and a broad built that stood on the other side.

Izuru scoffed and walked past him, giving him just a few words and not a single glance.

"Move it, extra."

"Where are you going at this hour?"

"Any place with at least a fifteen meter distance from you. I'll be back after you return to overworking yourself to an hospital bed in that useless job tomorrow."

"My job isn't-"

Izuru slammed the household's gate on his way out, loud enough to quiet the man and make some birds that rested on the tree in the house's backyard wake up and fly away.

"I don't remember saying anything to warrant a response or giving any hint that I wanted any sort of dialogue exchange with you, Paul Blart. Mom had a tough week at work, not that you'd know about it, so don't be a pain in her ass and keep your crap to yourself while you're here. Tell Kaminari he should get a better partner. Or better, a better job."