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"I was... a teacher once"
I used to have everything, More money than I knew what to do with, as well as the fame and adoration of those around me…
Yet, the money or even the fame that came with my position were never the things I truly cared for. In fact, if I ever came down to choosing between my precious students, and all the material benefits that came along with me being a sensei. I would have chosen all of them in a heartbeat.
Even now, despite what has happened to me and everything they did to me, I would still choose them above any kind of material want or pleasure.
"I suppose that was the biggest difference between me and... HIM"
This person that I spoke of with such a rage and hatred that it could have reignited a dying star, was none other than another sensei much like myself, at first when he showed up I didn't think much of him.
His attitude was extremely unprofessional, he barely ever did any work that actually helped the students beyond satisfying their curiosity and desires, but I was willing to give him a chance
However, despite lacking all the administrative capacities that I had, there were two things that he had more than abundance of, which I think even now is what made the students do what they did.
He had charisma, a kind of charisma that was almost supernaturally potent, this combined with his absolute mastery of Flattery and is way of words meant that he could bend anyone around his finger if he wished
I found it quite difficult to believe at first that was until I had seen it with my own eyes, because even though most students immediately took a shining to him in a way that was surprising, there were those who were sceptical of him
However even those who were sceptical of him were not immune to his charms, he would simply double his efforts, eventually managing to bring them over to his side.
I must admit at the time I was quite jealous of this, after all sometimes I would have to fight tooth and nail for a student to even so much as trust me a little bit, yet he was able to easily ingratiate himself with them with only a few words.
If I was completely honest I was put off by all of it, the thing that I found most reprehensible at the time was the way he acted around the students. Not only would he act unprofessional and not like somebody who was a teacher, but he would even go as far as openly sexualized the students, treating them as if they were women of the night
When I found out… I was enraged.
It made me so angry that I almost lost all sense of Reason… I even contemplated using the pistol that was given to me by Rin when I first arrived in Kivotos.
'Perhaps if I had used it and put a bullet in his skull… Then maybe all of this wouldn't have happened'
When I regained my senses I had tried to tell him that what he was doing was vastly inappropriate, after all not only were the students underage but it was also highly immoral to take advantage of them in such a way, as far as I was concerned at the time and still am now, it was manipulation.
Yet he completely disregarded my words, simply waving them away and giving me all manner of excuses, all of which still fill me with raged to this very day.
"Why the hell wouldn't I? They're throwing themselves at me, and I wouldn't want to be a bad teacher and tell them off, would I?"
If I was a more violent man, I probably would have done something that I wouldn't have regretted at the time, yet I didn't simply choose to scold him with words and carry on with my duties.
In fact, it would be fair to say that I threw myself into my work, to the point where I was practically a machine that could not be stopped, and those students who still had concerned for me often said that work I was doing too much and needed to slow down.
But I simply couldn't, after all I was determined to show that I was the better sensei in the only way I knew how and that was supporting the students through my duties as a teacher
At the time, I told myself that I would never abandon my students, and that they would never abandon me, after we had been through so much together
Although that was when things began to change, it was incredibly minor at first, to the point where I disregarded it as nothing more than simple lapses in behaviour from students that I had previously been close with.
And yet with each passing day, I noticed the students becoming colder and less receptive to my presence. Where once they would greet me with happiness and joy, now they would barely even acknowledge my presence at all and in some extreme cases seam actively bothered by me simply being there.
It hurt…
it hurt so bad
Even after all this time, it's still feels like my heart is going to explode just thinking about it
Yet I pushed on regardless, deluding myself into thinking that their strange and abrupt change in behaviour was something that was normal.
I tried to rationalize it in every way I could, thinking that maybe it was simply their hormones getting the better of them, because after all they were only teenagers and teenagers were known for having abrupt mood swings.
Even though I can't remember their faces any more, I can still remember the grief I gave my parents during my teenage years… But I suppose that my past isn't important
However, things ultimately came to ahead when one of my precious students finally Cross the Line,
It's funny in a dark way I suppose, that her of all people would be the first domino that started the rest, but I think it's safe to say that who or whatever is in control of fate has a disgustingly cruel sense of humour
Hayase Yuuka…
I can still remember when I first met her…
It would be safe to say that she was high-strung, to the point where not many people viewed her very favourably due to her bossy and often pushy attitude.
I suppose I would even go as far to say that many in Millennium both despised her and were scared of her, not only because of the power she possessed, but also the fact that she wasn't afraid to use it.
Yet despite everything and the reputation she had, when I looked at Yuuka I saw something different.
I saw a girl that was deeply passionate about her school, to the point where it almost bordered on fanaticism, she would give anything for her school, perhaps even her own life if she ever thought it necessary
But above all that I saw that she was somebody who cared deeply, not only about her school, but also the people within it and most importantly those who were directly under her care as the treasurer.
It was the reason why she was often seemingly hard on them.
Yuuka just wanted the best for them, she wanted them to succeed no matter what, and even though it was obvious that her negative reputation troubled her greatly, she was seemingly willing to accept it and bear it for the sake of her school and the clubs that she looked over
We didn't exactly strike it off at first considering that she didn't exactly like my admittedly lax attitude back then, yet eventually our relationship grew, to the point where I think it would be fair to say that she was one of my closest confidants.
After all, I would not select just any student to be my personal secretary
There were many students I could have chosen this some of which possibly could have been more qualified than her, yet I felt at the time and even now that she was the best choice for the role
I can still remember it now, the face she made when I asked her if she wanted to help me.
There were many students I could have picked for the role, many that even someone would say were more qualified, yet the reason I chose Yuuka was because I trusted her
It was a look of shock and confusion, but also perhaps a small amount of excitement at the possibility.
Of course, she made a big show about telling me that I couldn't rely on students to look after my own finances and other menial tasks.
However, ultimately she accepted, becoming the very first student to enrol in the brand new and fully operational SCHALE federal investigation Club.
I look back fondly on those times, remembering when Yuuka would tell me off for my lackadaisical attitude and self admittedly reckless spending habit.
(I might be a grown man, but everyone needs a hobby, and mine was building extremely hard to find and expensive model kits)
Yet those days are gone and are now nothing but a distant and fond memory
Yuuka at first was much like myself, with her being very sceptical of the new sensei. She would often tell me that she didn't like his work ethic, viewing him as somebody who was arrogant and boastful, yet not having any achievements to show for it
I suppose it would even be fair to say that she was one of the very few students who actively disliked him upon first meeting him.
However even she wasn't immune to his charms it seems, because much like water grinding against stone she may have strong and resilience, but ultimately she was not immune to his charms…
In fact, I think she may have been one of the very last students to fall under his sway.
And when she did the relationship I had fostered with her simply just ceased to exist, and in fact it would be fair to say that she treated me like a stranger, she was forced to work with rather than her sensei that she had formed a bond with.
For some time she still assisted me with my tasks, yet simply choosing to do it in silence and in a manner that told me that she simply wanted to get them over and done with as quickly as possible, as if my mere presence was repulsive and unpleasant to her.
I could have said something at the time… and perhaps I should have, but ultimately I let the gulf between grow to the point where it was impossible to try and reconnect
The days turned into weeks and of the silence that was between us only lingered, growing more and more unpleasant, yet it did not last forever as one day she began to berate me.
It was subtle at first with her overly critiquing my work in a way that felt natural yet if a bit harsh, but it began to grow more and more scathing.
Moving on from simply critiquing my work and to full-on giving out insults directed at me, she would even go as far as to angrily yell at me about my supposed reckless spending
I knew that her words were not true, that she was simply trying to hurt me using any fuel she could use, even now I still feel angry remembering the insults she spat at me…
She would even dare to use personal things against me, things that I had told her in confidence
But at the time I did nothing, choosing to keep my anger and my resentment to myself as she continued to lay into me about how useless I was as a teacher, as well as numerous other things she could use as emotional ammunition.
I took all of it…
I took all the pain that those words inflicted on me and buried it deep inside my very soul.
However, as the days went on, the intensity of her insults only grew more vicious and hate-filled, to the point where she would stop doing her work entirely, and spend nearly every hour of every day she was with me, berating me and telling me how much of a failure I was.
Yet despite how much it hurt, I did not say anything to defend myself, choosing out of some misguided sense of masculine pride to simply just endure the abuse.
Even though it's been so long, I can still remember the horrific and hateful expression she would have on her face as she spat her insults at me.
I didn't think she was capable of having such an expression, yet now it's forever burned into my memory, it was almost as if I had transformed into the most vile thing imaginable in her eyes
The verbal abuse only continued yet eventually one day is when it all came to ahead.
I don't know if it was because of her own anger or perhaps if that bastard had told her to hit me, but eventually Yuuka crossed the line, graduating in a sense from emotional and verbal abuse into physical abuse.
Yuuka struck me.
She without warning punched me square in the face during one of her rants.
And even though she did not have the strength to seriously hurt me, especially compared to some of the other students, the physical pain was ultimately not what hurt the most.
No…
It was the fact that she of all people, the very first student that I ever grew close to, for a reason outside my understanding even now, had grown to hate me so much that she would actually resort to physically harming me.
I can still remember to this very day the expression she had a straight after hitting me.
It was hard to say exactly what she felt at the time, maybe it was guilt or perhaps just pure surprised that she had actually followed through with her punch.
But either way, that was the day that everything changed for me, it was the day that my World Came crushing down around me.
Because even though she apologized rather weekly about hitting me, I could tell that she wasn't truly sorry, and it was only just the beginning of my torment at the hands of my students.
It still hurts even now.
Students that I had come to see like almost my own children had completely lost any sense of fondness for me.
They would hit and beat me relentlessly, using their superior strength and invulnerability to inflict pain upon me, I can still remember the bruises, the bleeding and the broken bones even now.
Some would even resort to shooting me with their guns, although thankfully it was always a non-vital spots, I don't know if this was out of some subconscious or lingering affection for me, but ultimately it doesn't matter now
Yet it wasn't the physical pain that hurt the most…
No, it was the emotional anguish I felt, that students that I had battled hardships with side-by-side, would treat me like this for seemingly no reason other than existing.
The abuse was so bad that I would even be hospitalized on multiple occasions, with the hospitalization courtesy of Koharu being the one I remember most, because it was the catalyst that ultimately brought everything I had ever known crumbling down.
She of course would beat me like the rest, but it was her words that hurt more than any of the injury she could inflict,
Koharu said I was a beast, a vicious predatory beast that preyed upon young girls and that I would stop at nothing to rape and defile them.
But that wasn't all, she would accuse me of something so wicked and disgusting that even to this day it makes me want to vomit at the mere implication.
She proclaimed that I had sexually assaulted students, that I had prayed upon them because of their age and physical stature, she of course followed up these accusations by beating me to the point why I could no longer stand on my own.
I don't remember the exact details courtesy of the head trauma, but I think she may have even put a bullet into my kneecap, considering that my limp only started after that.
I was left as nothing more than a broken heap on the ground, I would even say that I probably would have died on that day if it wasn't for the intervention of somebody who stood by me no matter what.
Nakamasa Ichika
She was perhaps one of the kindest students I had ever met, she was well liked by everyone to the point where even girls from other academies looked up to her as a paragon of not only Justice but also how a proper young lady should act
Ichika also took her job as a member of the Justice committee extremely seriously, to the point where even those, she seemed incredibly laid back.
I knew that she worked the hardest out of anyone, to keep not only Trinity safe but those who were in need of Justice
in fact, her loyalty to the committee and the very concept of Justice itself was so strong that I think if it came down to it, she would have given her very life for it…
That's the reason why what happened to her fills me with such sadness
She saved me that day, rushing to my aid and with some effort managing to get me to a nearby hospital so I could be seen by a doctor.
My memories are fuzzy even now, but the thing that I remember most is the tears that ran down her cheeks as she half dragged and carried me to the hospital.
The look of pure terror and sadness on her face is forever etching in my memory… After all, no girl that age should ever have such an expression or cry like that ever
Thankfully I did not die from the physical assault I received from Koharu, yet ultimately I would fall into a several long weak coma, I missed many things during that time, most of which I would not fully learn about until sometime after I awoke after being hospitalized.
When I have eventually done return to the land of the living the first thing I found out, was so shocking that I'm sure it could have put me back into my coma
Ichika, the kind, sweet girl that I had known and that had helped me… had been stripped of her position within the Justice committee, and subsequently expelled from trinity because of her actions.
She had lost everything because she upheld her commitment to Justice...
Again, whoever controls fate has a cruel sense of humour
I couldn't understand why it happened, I had come to understand that the students hated me.
But the fact that their hatred for me ran so deep that they would ostracize and ultimately expelled someone like Ichika for doing nothing more than upholding her duty to Justice.
After all the Justice committee was meant to uphold adjusters and keep law within the bounds of trinity, and that included helping people who were in need
However, I would eventually learn the reason why she had been expelled, Koharu had decided that physically beating me was not enough.
So she had chosen to go to the leadership of trinity and the Justice committee as well, and tell them an absolutely horrendous and clearly fake story about why she had attacked me
I would later find out that the story she told was that I had been praying upon younger Trinity students, hoping to assault them and ultimately kidnapped them for my supposed nefarious purposes.
Even now, just the idea of her accusing me of such a thing makes me sick. Yet I wasn't the only one affected by her lies because she decided to implicate none other than Ichika
Ichika
Apparently she had said that Ichika was actively conspiring with me, allowing me to do as I please and prey upon the Trinity students in exchange for sexual favours of a rather explicit nature.
It's funny, even now I still can't help myself but laugh.
Because even though she had changed and grew to hate me as a person. It seemed that the only thing about Koharu that never changed was her overactive and Incredibly explicit imagination.
As soon as I was able to stand again I immediately checked myself out of the hospital, the only goal I had at the time was to find Ichika.
I must have spent days pushing my body which wasn't even healed yet beyond what it was capable of doing, in an attempt to try and find one of the few students that stood by me.
Yet no matter where I went to a how far I searched within the bounds of trinity, I simply never found her, it was as if Ichika had simply never existed and was nothing more than a figment of my imagination
I grew desperate to the point where I even went to the tea party and demanded to know where exactly Ichika had disappeared to.
Nagisa and Mika simply disregarded my words, in fact I'm not even sure why they allow me to even get close to them considering they had both turned against me long ago.
However, I can still remember their faces, the expressions that they wore were that of fear and possibly even something beginning to resemble shame, but as quickly as it came at vanished even despite the fact that I continue to spit bile and venom at them.
But eventually they finally gave me the information I wanted to know, but what I found out completely broke me, to the point where I simply just collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut
Ichika had simply just vanished, when she had been expelled she did not sign any transfer papers, instead all she did was packed her bags and leave, disappearing into the proverbial sunset never to be seen again.
The despair I felt at that time was overwhelming to the point when I barely even acknowledge the fact that I was being dragged out by several key party guards, although I eventually came to my senses when they began to beat me, leaving me with more bruises and injuries than I had come in with.
Eventually, after they had seemingly grown board of beating me, they dragged me to the front gate, throwing me to the ground and telling me that trash like myself was not welcome at Trinity and that I should never return
I'm honestly not sure how long I lay there in the dirt, it could have been hours or possibly days.
But eventually I picked myself up, I'm not sure how I did it considering not only the physical but also emotional state.
Yet I did it, nonetheless there was only one place I could go and that was back to SCHALE.
However, when I eventually returned, I found the place almost completely unrecognizedable from what it once was
Where once stood a beacon of hope and stability, not only for myself, but also the students as I tried to guide them towards adulthood in a responsible manner.
Now it was replaced by nothing more than a glorified bachelor pad that had seemingly jumped straight out of the imagination of an immature teenager
Everything from interior and exterior design, right down to the minor details of the decor, had been completely and utterly changed to suit the quite frankly discussing and very tacky tastes of the other sensei
I can still remember even now that when I walked through the building, I quickly found private rooms and entire sections of the building that were designated as private spaces only accessible for sensei (not me) and his beloved students that were on duty that day.
I may have not had much of a love life even before coming to Kivotos but it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out the immoral deeds that went on behind those purple silk curtains.
Even just the mirror idea of it… is enough to make me want to kill him!
I wish I could have wrapped my hands around his neck and squeezed the life out of…
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Excuse me… I suppose I should get back to my retelling
To my surprise the only part of the building that hadn't been changed was my office, I'm not sure if this was done out of some kind of misplaced courtesy or simply because the other sensei had simply just forgotten about me or had run out of money.
But it didn't really matter, as even though everything was caked in a thick layer of dust, I still found the space welcoming.
I was for quite some time unsure what to do… But eventually I did the only thing that I knew how to, I just got back to work…
I tried to dilute myself into thinking that as long as I kept everything running smoothly, then I could live with the fact that the students now hated and despised me
However, as I began to work and catch up with the world that I had missed during my coma, I eventually found out something that somehow shattered my already destroyed soul even more than a disappearance of Ichika already had.
Sorasaki Hina.
I was not somebody who picked favourites amongst my students, at least by trying to tell myself that I suppose, but if there was ever a student that I would pick as somebody I could rely on the most it would certainly be Hina
Hina was an incredibly headstrong girl, to the point where once she had made up her mind on something it was impossible for anyone to sway her from her decision, it was perhaps one of her most commendable traits and one that I was secretly envious of.
After all not even I could lead like she could, she was somebody who could lead and rallied those around her even in the toughest of times
Then there was her physical prowess, in fact it would be fair to say that Sorasaki Hina was practically a one woman army, somebody who could go toe-toe with the toughest enemies imaginable and still come out on top.
It was no wonder that she was pretty much the only one responsible for holding gehenna together half the time, because despite the fact that the school was famous for its lack of rules, she was the only force of law that any of gehenna truly recognised.
However, despite all of that, despite the fearsome reputation and cold demeanour that she was well-known for. I was perhaps the only person in the entirety of Kivotos that knew the true Hina.
Because even though Hina was somebody who could quite literally take a ballistic missile to the face and keep on fighting with only minor incumbent.
Hina spend her entire life hidden behind a mask, hiding not only her vulnerability but also the fact that she was just… tired
Physical exhaustion was something that she had grown accustomed to, especially when she had ascended to the role of the head prefect, yet it wasn't the physical exhaustion that troubled her… No it was something far deeper and more personal
Her worries were much more personal and deep-seated, it took me a while to break through the proverbial armour, but when I eventually found out what truly troubled her it almost broke me.
Hina was scared.
She was scared of what would happen to Gehenna if she were to die or become incapacitated
of course the prospect of death scared her like it would any teenage girl, but what scared her more was that gehenna would fall into ruin and Anarchy if she was not around, in fact I found out that it was her greatest fear.
That everything she had tried to accomplish how short time as prefect would completely be erased as soon as she left the picture
After all the pandemonium Society despite having the school's best interests at heart, were certainly not the leaders that gehenna needed, in fact if I would even go as far as to save that they were a majority contributor to the problem of why gehenna was in the position it was in now.
The school needed to change.
That much was obvious, not only for the sake of all the students, but also because I wasn't sure how much longer Hina could truly go on like she had been.
Constantly working herself to near exhaustion and often only being kept semi-functional by copious amounts of caffeine, which I knew from personal experience had a very negative effect on your health
Yet when I found out what had happened to perhaps the student that I somewhat selfishly cared the most for, I broke in a way that I didn't think was possible
During my coma, Hina had found out exactly what had happened to me and as to be expected went into an almost apoplectic rage.
After all, it would be fair to say that my near-death experience at the hands of Saori had left a had left a deep and long-lasting emotional scar not only on myself but also Hina.
However, when she had tried to come to my aid while I was unconscious, she had been blocked by not only by the pandemonium Society dumping a copious amount of paperwork on her but also that bastard.
Yet literal mountains of paperwork were not enough to stop Hina, so that bastard had resorted to gathering the most powerful and strongest students to ultimately stop Hina.
Apparently he had even gone as far to say that she was no longer allowed to interact with me whatsoever.
I would even learn later on from none other than Chinatsu that the bastard had said these exact words to Hina, which was the ultimate catalyst of what happened next.
"You should stop by SCHALE sometime soon Hina~ I never noticed how sexy you were until now, but if you want I could show you what a real man can do unlike that limp dick that you call a sensei"
His words sounded comedic and almost like something out of a bad romance movie, I would have even gone as far to say that Chinatsu making them up.
Yet if there was one thing I knew about the girl it was that she was incapable of Lying, even if her life depended on it
I wish I could have been there, in fact I think it's my greatest failure but I wasn't… Perhaps if I was, I could have prevented it
The other sensei's silver tongue and suave words ultimately failed on Hina and instead have the exact opposite reaction.
I'm not a psychologist in any way nor can I read minds, so I can't say what was going through Hina's at that moment, but I suspect that combined with what had happened to me as well as the fact that everyone around her had seemingly turned against me… She must have just simply snapped
Even now I don't know the full details myself, because even though Chinatsu tried to intervene, ultimately she would be overpowered and betrayed by her fellow prefect team members.
Iori and Ako had unfortunately been some of the very first students to be swayed by the fake sensei.
I suppose in hindsight that didn't really surprise me that they quickly felt for him, after all our relationship had never been the greatest because of multiple misunderstandings.
Yet despite what they did still hurts me, what hurt more was the fact that they were willing to betray their own friends and fellow prefect member just for this fake bastard.
I can still remember the vicious things they called me.
They said that I was a managed to society, somebody who could not be trusted around women because I would assault them, they said that I was nothing more than a vicious predator that should have been thrown in a cell to be forgotten
However, I'm getting off track...
The little information I do have from that day is that Hina beat the son of a bitch almost to death with her bare hands.
All the while taking both physical abuse and also gunfire from the students that he had brought to be his bodyguards.
In fact, it was only the combined result of some of the strongest students from each school that would eventually lead to Hina being overpowered and incapacitated.
Hina may have been an almost unstoppable force, but even she was not immune to overwhelming numbers.
However… They didn't just simply incapacitate her…
They beat her… they shot, bludgeoned, smacked, stabbed and every other kind of adjective for inflicting pain under the sun until Hina was put into a coma/
I still remember the picture I first saw of her when she was in the hospital.
Hina was a petite and small little thing, to the point where her size and stature often betrayed her actual power, both in the metaphorical and physical sense.
Yet, the girl I saw laying in that bed wrapped in bandages was unrecognizable from the girl I once knew.
She was so small and frail looking, her entire face completely covered with bandages, with only her closed eyelids being visible. If it wasn't for her dishevelled white hair and the purple stumps where Hina's curved horns had once been, I probably wouldn't have recognised her.
I'm not sure how long I cried for, it could have been all night or all week but it doesn't really matter.
The physical pain I felt from the students beating me was completely forgotten, in fact, it could never hope to match the emotional anguish I felt when I saw one of my most precious students in such a state… Simply just because she was not willing to abandon me
As soon as I was able, I immediately went to see, and for a second time I cried my eyes out.
Much like I said before, despite her overall petite frame, Hina's confidence and power wasn't matched by any other student.
Yet what I saw in the bed was completely removed from the Hina that I knew… She was fragile… So, so fragile, she was barely even clinging to life at that point.
I think if it wasn't for the machines that she was hooked up to… Hina might have already passed on
From that moment onwards, I spent every day I could possibly manage visiting Hina. I was never the religious type, unlike the Sisterhood of trinity and especially my parents…
Yet for the first time in years I prayed, I prayed not only to God, but to anything that was out there that I would walk into that hospital only to see Hina awake and alive once again
But despite my fragile hope, nothing ever came of it, as each day when she failed to wake up crashed into me like a speeding freight train.
However, I wasn't the only one that visited, Chinatsu would always come at the same time her eyes would always be red raw and ringed with black bags, most likely from crying myself to sleep every night.
Seeing Chinatsu like this shattered my already destroyed heart to the point where one day I embraced her, simply letting the girl cry into my shoulder, and she screamed about how it wasn't fair, about how it wasn't supposed to be like this.
It was in those very rare moments, when I was alone with Chinatsu desperately trying to comfort her as we both watched over the comatose Hina, that I actually felt like a teacher as I tried desperately to soothe the pain of a student who was in agony
However, those brief moments ultimately came to an end as one day while I was visiting Hina alone. Somebody would enter the medical ward, which was none other than the very bastard that they had caused all this.
Like I said before I do not consider myself a violent man, but as soon as I saw him I immediately tried to kill him, I desperately wanted to wrap my hands around his throat and strangled the life from him for what he had done…
I might have succeeded too if it wasn't for the fact that he had a bodyguard with him which was revealed to be none of them Neru
I found out the reason why he had even dared to come here was because he wanted me back at SCHALE.
Specifically, he wanted me back so I could get to work because of the amount of paperwork that had accumulated in my absence.
At that point, I had been neglecting my work, instead choosing to spend my days doing the best I could to look after Hina while Chinatsu tried her absolute best to deal with the absolute mess that the prefect team had become
Even now I still can't believe how self-centred he wants, he wanted me to basically be his slave, somebody who would do all the work for him, while he went off gallivanting with students and doing god knows what with them.
I argue with him, saying that I would not do all the work because it was also his damn job, but ultimately despite my protests I was simply just tracked back to SCHALE by Neru.
Who spent the entire journey saying that I was a useless adult who should at least try and be more useful to her sensei.
However, even when I was forced back into my office I would not work, instead I would simply just leave choosing not to do anything, of course this only served to make things worse between me and him.
Still, much like the coward he was, he wouldn't get his hands dirty and instead would get a strong student to overpower me and bring me back by force.
However, even when I suffered physical abuse at their hands, I still did not do anything.
I would not work for someone like him, somebody who only thought about his himself and not the students that were supposed to be under his care.
But ultimately it seemed that this proverbial cold war between me and him eventually boiled over and lead to a breaking point.
Because one day I was dragged out in front of SCHALE, the few possessions that hadn't been destroyed by the students thrown at me, as he who was surrounded by multiple students said I was categorically fired
I couldn't believe it at first, after all, how could I be fired from the very organization that I had practically built with my own blood sweat and tears.
Yet despite my protests, ultimately I was removed from the building by force, by none other than Hasumi who simply said that I was a waste of space that should have never been born.
At first, I wasn't sure where to go, there were very few students who were still loyal to me, so my options were limited, yet eventually I came to the conclusion that maybe the engineering club of Millennium could possibly help me.
They were perhaps some of the very few Millennium students that still stood by me, to the point where they would advocate on my behalf any chance they got, which made them a lot of enemies.
It was embarrassing to have to rely on students like this but I simply have no other choice at the time
However, when I eventually found my way to the School of Science and mathematics that was millennium, I found a nameless millennium student on the street.
I had never seen her before in my life, yet I immediately tried to console her because she was in clear distress.
I asked what the problem was, hoping to try and relieve her anguish to the best of my limited abilities, as a teacher without any resources…
However, despite the fact that she failed to articulate it very well, what she told me revealed just how dark and twisted the students had become after abandoning me
The students of the engineering Club…
Some of the very few students who still stood by me after everything that had happened, even when it cost them friends and connections with the rest of their school…
Were no longer with us…
They had been beaten… Beaten and bloodied to the point where they eventually succumb to their injuries, simply just because they continued to believe that I was their sensei.
The anger and anguish I felt when I finally found this out was beyond anything I can reasonably articulate…
In fact if it wasn't for my symbol lack of ability to do, so I'm pretty sure that I would have taken revenge on those responsible which I would later find out was none other than Yuuka, Noa and C&C
Though the evidence is substantial and clear as day, even now I find it hard to believe that Yuuka, Noa let alone the C&C were capable of doing such things.
But I suppose I shouldn't be surprised, considering that all the students became colder and more vicious after turning that backs on me.
However, I would learn that the engineering club were not the only victims of such punishments, in fact,, the more I learned about what had happened at Millennium during my time at the hospital filled me with emotions that I can't even affiliate articulate.
Kurosaki Koyuki.
She was a student that I had been rather apprehensive at first, this was entirely because of testaments from Yuuka, who had categorically said that Koyuki was nothing more than a troublemaker.
In fact, Koyuki was guilty and proven to have committed such a long and exaggerated list of cyber crimes, that was quite frankly ridiculous.
I found it incredible that she was even still enrolled at Millennium, let alone still actively on its student council.
However, when I eventually managed to meet Koyuki for myself, I found that she was quite different from How I had imagined.
Of course, it would be fair to say that she was a gremlin of a girl, somebody who had trouble acknowledging her mistakes and would often put her nose into other people's business without prompt or even acknowledging that it was inappropriate for her to do so.
Yet beneath all of that I saw something else… Something that showed me that she was a lot more than simply just a troublemaker…
Koyuki was a free spirit… Somebody who I suspect was the physical embodiment of optimism and pure unintended joy.
I think she may have seen the world differently than most, where most people would be jaded and sceptical Koyuki would always try to find the bright side of things.
I can even remember one time when I spent the day with her, as a personal request from Yuuka so I could keep an eye on her and make sure she didn't get into any trouble.
We ended up simply sitting under a large tree that day watching as the clouds floated by while she talked about everything that she found interesting.
And It was that day that I found out that Koyuki loved picking clovers, specifically she had an almost supernatural ability to find four leaf clovers no matter where she was.
Koyuki even picked one out for me, putting it into the collar of my suit and positioning it so it could be seen by everyone.
She told me at the time that it suited me, that I was the lucky as person in the world so it was only appropriate for me to have a symbol of luck permanently with me all the time.
I still have that clover, I had it preserved in epoxy resin and made into a pin so that it could never decay or wilt…
Yet, when I found out what happened to the positive bundle of energy that was Koyuki.
I think even the preserved clover that I still have lost some of its luck or lustre.
Koyuki had tried to protect the engineering Club, not only using her authority as a member of the student council, but even resorting to physically standing up against the C&C trying to prevent what ultimately happened to the Engineering Club.
She was not spared…
Koyuki was beaten so bad that she that much like the engineering club she fell into a coma…
Although thankfully, Koyuki didn't die, but she was not the same once she awoke.
Apparently, according to the reports I was able to get a hold of later on, Koyuki had not only suffered multiple grievous head injuries but also at some point during her beating. Had her back physically broken, severing the nerves in her spine and leaving her unable to walk.
Koyuki would never walk again…
Never Again would she have the chance to cause any kind of mischief or run through fields of clovers looking for lucky four leaf clovers.
However, that wasn't all according to the medical reports she suffered multiple Strokes as a result of the head injuries, ultimately robbing her sight.
It would be fair to say that Koyuki was quite literally broken beyond repair.
When I found out that she was in the hospital, I tried to see her hoping that I could do something… Or anything to help.
Yet when I arrived of the hospital I was blocked from entry by none other than Karin, the designated marksman of the C&C and perhaps maybe even the best marksman in the entirety of Kivotos.
I can still remember the expression she had as soon as she noticed me, it was an expression of pure revulsion and disgust, which was evident when she quickly pointed her large anti-material rifle at me.
Saying in no uncertain terms that she would blow my head clean off if I didn't leave
I wanted to argue… I wanted to push my way past her and see my precious student who was in pain… but for whatever reason I didn't instead all I did was turn and walk away.
Yet before I left completely, I noticed something about Karin, something that fills me with a bubbling rage and disgust.
She was… Pregnant.
It was only the most subtle of bumps on her belly, to the point where most would have disregarded as nothing more than insignificant amount of belly fat…
Yet I knew better, specifically because I knew deep down in my gut that bastard had already done it with multiple students already.
Even now I find it disgusting, not necessarily because she was pregnant, the baby inside her was not at fault and nor was Karin entirely because after all she was only a teenager following her emotions and hormones
Although I can't say the same thing for that bastard.
Not only had he crossed perhaps the most vile line but he had seemingly not even cared about the consequences that such an action would have upon the students.
I left Millennium and never went back, not only because I was scared for my own life, but because I heard to realise that there was nothing I could do.
I didn't know where the engineering club were buried, if they even were, so I couldn't even visit their graves if they had any.
Koyuki was permanently under lock and key by the C&C, so I couldn't even get close just to see her.
The last thing I had heard about her before I eventually left Kivotos entirely was that she had been taken in by both Yuuka and Noa.
Just the thought of them, of all people, being the ones that were supposedly looking after her in the reduced state that she is, fills me with a sadness and rage I can't even begin to imagine
I can only hope that they had come to their senses and realised the gravity of the mistake they had committed.
Although considering what Millennium became as a whole, I can't imagine they did.
But I suppose that brings us to the end, there isn't much more I can tell that you don't already know…
You know that I eventually decided to leave Kivotos forever, the decision hurt more than I could possibly imagine, but there was simply nothing left for me.
The few students who still stood by me did whatever they could to assist me, and I am thankful for them…
Oh… you want to know about Arona and Plana…
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There isn't much that could be said about them, they always stood by me no matter what happened or what the faker and the students did to me.
Yet eventually, they along with the Shittim Chest were stripped from me by the new general student council head and instead given to the faker.
Even now, I can still remember that cries as they were forcefully separated from me… I don't know what happened to them after that.
The fake always kept the Shittim Chest on him at all times, most likely for his own protection, considering how much of a coward he wants…
I know it's a long shot but I can only hope that he at least treated them somewhat well.
That's the end that's everything when willing to say, I may have been a teacher once…
But those days along gone now I'm nothing more than a hermit living and the middle of nowhere with no one and nothing.
I don't know what's become of the Academy city that I tried to protect and lead… You probably know more about its current state than I do.
It might be a harsh thing to say, but as far as I'm concerned the city can burn for all I care.
I tried everything I could to help, only to have it all thrown back in my face… But even though I feel such anger, some part of me still hopes that maybe the students will come to the senses some day.
However, even though I part of me wishes for that day to come… I don't know if I could ever truly forgive… How does one move on from such betrayal that has cut so deep.