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2026-06-17
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Another Chance (Will you let us know you more?)

Summary:

Fire

Destruction

Blood

There was so much blood.

He swept his gaze around him to the fallen and injured bodies of his comrades, friends, and family. Injuries so severe, he was sure some of them were dead.

It wasn’t meant to be like this. All of this wouldn’t have had happened if he never gotten close with them. He was a curse, a burden, he couldn’t even do his job properly. And everyone were the cost of his failings. What did his master ever seen in him, he’ll never know.

What he does know, is that he can go back. Go back and fix things for the better. He got the chance to not stain Furin’s light. He can go back and fix things before it got to much.

He hopes he can pay the price.

(He’s not the one who remembers)

(Or: I’m ignoring canon and giving Suo magic. Convenient? Yes. Plot holes and make no sense? Also yes. Do I care? No)

Notes:

Alternative title: You’ve gotten close to the most stubborn and nosiest class and you think we’re going to let you go with no reason? Hah! Think again!

Alternate alternate titlle : Hold him down! *Smacks love and care into Suo’s life*

 

Idea: Suo dabbles into olde magic, so despite it being in modern times and his terribly heavy workload, he does magic. With the terrible outcome in Red Chanpuru, leaving only him of the Furin students to go to Bangoku-gai alive, he makes a desperate last solution. He regresses time back to his first day in Furin. He does so in hopes of keeping his memories and changing things so they won’t go after him and have a grisly fate.
However, it comes with a cost; his appetite (not like he had any, hardly a cost in his opinion).

Little did he know, it wouldn’t be him who would be regressed, but his fellow classmates and the ones who joined to go to Bankoku-kai.

When he steps in through the door, all eyes are on him. Confused but seeing they have a second chance, they’re going to get their closed off classmate to open up. Now they know of his circumstances, they’re going to do their best to get him to live a life.

Now, the only one in school unaware of what happened in the future is Suo (he’s aware he did magic and that something was going on, but not the exact thing).

 

(Or: Suo is dead-anime-wife coded and I will die on that hill. Will Suo having magic be explored or be more used in this fic? Hopefully not. It was just a convenient thing for me. So if you see plot holes, slap some duct tape on it or place a rug over it, I don’t care. I’m ignoring it until my timeline is more solid.)

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: Rewind and hope for the best

Chapter Text

Fire

Bodies everywhere. 

Blood was everywhere, pouring from whatever wounds they have, some of it from others.

It’s precisely why he didn’t want others to join in. It’s why he didn’t tell anyone of it. Not until they kept pushing did he fold. And yet, he only told important parts of them. Of what to be aware of, how they fight, and what to be careful for. Not everything, and he knew they knew. Yet, they didn’t push anymore. 

They gave it all, and yet, it wasn’t enough. His city was burning, his classmates were dead, their families wondering where they are and will be worried, heartbroken. Makochi will be devastated after losing them.

And it was all his fault. If he never got attached, close to them, they would’ve been alive. If he was a better officer, the city wouldn’t have been taken over. If he wasn’t so selish, none of this would have happen.

Atleast, he can right this wrong. Staring at the circle below him, symbols and sigils within circles and circles, he hopes he did it right. If so, he would have another chance.

If it works, he’ll fix it. He’ll stay away from Sakura, Nirei, Kiryu, his classmates, Furin, everyone in Makochi, and stay in Bankoku-kai. Focus and do what he was meant to do, trained to do. And then, maybe—hopefully, he’ll leave a better Bankoku-gai for his brothers to take care of. A lighter burden job when he dies retire.

And then maybe, that’ll be enough to rectify his mistake.

Waking up for the day, he felt as if something was different that day. Ever since he woke up the air was, weighted. He did all his morning routine and made his journey to his new school, Bofurin high. He heard of a newcomer and his heroic save before the older students joined in.

Sakura Haruka

He stopped walking and clutched his chest. It was as if something hit him front on. He brushed it off. Not poison—he only drank tea that morning—and he didn’t even fought at all that morning.

Getting on the train, he relaxed on his seat as the two hour ride commenced.

Notes:

First Fic posted so I’m kind of nervous. Updating schedule is non-existent. Expect plot holes, change in plot, and POV switches. Also, chapters might be edited as I write.