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Aki opened his eyes the minute his alarm rang. The persistent ringing of the machine kept Aki awake until he awoke. He extended his arm and pressed the button to stop it. Aki threw the covers off and rubbed his face. Several locks of black hair were strewn across his pillow as he rose from the bed.
The clock read 5 AM. Oh yeah, there was school today. This granted Aki enough time to get ready before school, Denji and Power usually slept in until 6, so he wouldn't need to wake them up until then. Aki went through his usual routine. He washed his face, brushed his teeth, tied his hair into his signature style, and made his coffee as usual. Now there was breakfast.
He retrieved the eggs alongside other essential ingredients as he began preparing breakfast. Aki turned the nozzle on the stove, and the orange flames sparked to life. Meanwhile, Denji and Power lay on their bed, sprawled atop one another. The aroma of eggs and toast seeped into their room.
Power's nose twitched, and her eyes opened. She sprung out of bed, "FOOD!" The strawberry blonde yelled.
Power's closed fist struck Denji's nose as he groaned, awoken by Power's proclamation. "OW! GOD FUCKING DAMN IT, POWER." Denji scolded the Blood Fiend who was out of their room and darted towards the kitchen.
Aki gritted his teeth and turned to the two bickering in the room across the hall. "Stop yelling and get ready," Aki demanded. "Once you two finish eating, we need to leave."
"Hmph," Power huffed, "as Prime Minister, the Great and Mighty Power demands more than simple eggs."
"I have the Vegetable Devil on speed dial," Aki reminded.
Power's haughty expression soon grew pale and the blood fiend gulped. "... perhaps eggs and toast are not so bad for the future Prime Minister."
Once dressed, they soon left for Public Safety High. After the first bell rang, they reached their first class with Mr. Kishibe. Denji, Power, and Aki would be in Mr. Kishibe's class for a few hours learning science and math. In the meantime, Denji and Power worked on their assignments. The two scribbled down information in their notes with Mr. Kishibe not keeping an eye on them.
Power stopped writing, and her eyes widened as she turned to Denji. "Denji!"
"Huh?" Denji hummed, his eyes still fixated on his paper.
"If Topknot's leg were severed, he would feel pain, yes?" Power questioned.
Denji stopped writing himself and turned to face Power. "Obviously, dumbass!"
"But how?"
"Because Aki's leg would be gone, dimwit."
"Then where would this pain be located ?" Power continued her line of questioning.
"In his leg, dumbass..." Denji stopped as well, rubbing his chin as he considered her question.
" Indubitably , Denji! Where would Topknot feel the pain in his leg-"
"IF HIS LEG IS GONE!" The two concluded in unison.
Denji stopped his writing and dropped the pen. He propped his elbows on the desk and planted his palms under his chin. His widened eyes locked onto the desk, astonished by Power's revelation.
"I was thinking about this when Topknot spilled coffee on his leg and burned it." Power explained, "it would make perfect sense too!" The fiend reasoned with Denji.
"But where would he feel the pain?" Denji inquired.
Power closed her eyes and scoffed. The blood fiend brushed her hair back as her lips curled into a shit-eating grin. "'Tis the point, Denji. Once his leg is gone, his pain will cease as well."
Denji could only nod and smile. "Oh..."
"'Tis why I, the Great Power, shall be elected Prime-"
Kishibe was quick to emerge with a rolled-up paper clenched in his hand. In one swift motion, he struck the fiend and chainsaw boy in the back of the head. The fiend and hybrid groaned and rubbed the back of their heads. Denji and Power almost glared at Mr. Kishibe with unrelenting ire. This soon faded as they stared into the empty pits, which were Kishibe's black eyes.
"Both of you are staying during lunch. Got it?" he reminded, removing the flask from his black coat and drinking it. "Get back to work."
The two sighed and whimpered in unison, "Yes, Mr. Kishibe."