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Daisetsu smirked and looked at Kisharo. Kisharo was blunt and to the point, but never inventive. He only ever did things through direct means, and never with any creativity. He then looked at the man sleeping in the bed, Junji. Lazy Bum, that's all Daisetsu called him. One of the smartest guys in the class, and certainly nice to be around, but was he ever lazy. Slept more than he was awake, and was late to classes on a regular basis. This didn't bother Daisetsu for the most part, but whenever this interrupted his plans... then he decided to take action himself.

"You want me to wake him up? Heh, alright. Just don't blame me if you get caught in the blast," he said to Kisharo. Part of it was a joke, but the other part was a serious warning. Daisetsu had very destructive ways of doing what he needed, and he was never too concerned with the repercussions. Simply the means to an end, he always told himself.

He held his right arm out, facing his hand forward, making sure to be aimed at the base of the bed. Didn't want to harm Junji too badly now. He grasped his right arm with his left to steady the blast, then took a deep breath.

"Hado #31: Shakkaho!" he bellowed, firing a ball of pure red energy at the bed, launching it, with Junji in it, out the window. "Huh. He left the window open this time. Guess he's getting used to this, hm?" He laughed a bit to himself. "Let's go make sure that lazy bum stays up." Daisetsu motioned toward the door, and walked out of the room.