Ichiro groaned as he woke up to being shook by his faithful alarm clock of a teammate. Bugby seemed to be using his secret art of pestering to wake up the mage. Rubbing his eyes while looking at the Demon with a sour expression. "Some people enjoy a thing called sleep... wait did you call me a git? What even is a git." Saying with a confused look. Before he knew it Bugby was already heading out making an attempt to remind him not to be late to class, while Ichiro through his blanket over his head to block out the light. Though Bugby's comment about touching his stuff made Ichiro let out a evil childish laugh. "Muahahahaha." Though a few moments after the door closed a worried look crept on Ichiro's face as he jumped out of bed rushing over to the door throwing it open and running into the hall still wearing his night clothes which consisted of only a pair of shorts. "Wait Bugby don't leave me." He shouted down the hallway to no avail. Dropping to his knees as he remembered the likely hood of him finding his way to class by himself was almost zero.
After he few people walked by giving him strange glances Ichiro decided to re-enter their room take a shower and make the great journey to the far away lands of the class room. Ten minutes later he emerged from the shower golden particles drifting towards him like a magical magnet, as they formed into clothes. Ichiro roamed around for some time before giving up and deciding to just ask for help as he had already missed breakfast as he heard the announcement. "A new headmaster already seems like their's a new top dog." Saying to himself with a smirk. Though quickly refocusing making sure to find his class before getting ahead of himself. Looking around their were quite a few people around, though he spotted a group of girls and decided to ask them as he always felt more comfortable talking to women over men, though he never quite knew why. After two of them walked him to his class he thanked them giving them a sweet smile before opening the door to the class room. Looking over he saw what he could only assumed to be the knew headmaster who might he say looked pretty cool. Taking a quick glance around the room it seemed he was one of the last to make it to class again, before looking back at the new headmaster. "Ichiro Ogura, reporting for duty oh great and powerful. I hope you decide to spice up our classes." Saying before turning towards the seats.
The new headmaster interested him greatly. While Midora was plenty dangerous Ichiro never got that challenger vibe. Though this knew headmaster overflowed with it, the rugged appearance his posture, almost everything about him came across as someone who's a fighter a real challenger. Ichiro got a little tingly thinking about it. As he turned to look for his group all those excited, happy emotions washed away as they were replaced by spite. Looking over he saw Bugby and Cleo chumming it up with that red haired Demon from the previous day. Ichiro didn't quite know why he didn't like the Demon, but from the moment he walked over to their table the day before Ichiro felt peeved in his presence. Was it the way he acted? Or maybe the way he talked? In the end it didn't matter to much to Ichiro first impressions are everything to Ichiro and his first interaction wasn't even direct with that Demon, but Ichiro hated him already. Watching him just laughing it up Cleo made Ichiro clinch his hand into a fist, he couldn't bare watching the two be so friendly. Oh, but watching him be friendly with Bugby annoyed him a bit as well.
He wanted to sit with his team, but couldn't stand having that Demon behind or even around him. Choosing to sit as far away from the Demon as possible, locking onto the perfect seat, but sadly either by luck or following the same plan as his own it seemed that seat was already taken by if he remembered correctly a fellow mage. As he walked over to his group he tried to cover up his disliking of their new friend by putting up a half smile. "I'm having a little headache right now so I'm going to sit more by myself today." Saying half halfheartedly, before even waiting for a response he started to walk away. Dropping the whole act as he walked past the red haired Demon shooting him a glance of pure disdain. Proceeding by, hoping no once else noticed the glance he just gave. "Oh I hope we do some sort of one on one or team on team battle so I can stab that smug look of his." Ichiro said to himself as he proceeded to walk over to the seat next to one of the other mages he trained with from the other day. Grabbing the chair as he looked over at her. "I hope you don't mind me taking this seat, you seemed to snag the best one in the house." He said as he awkwardly sat down. Looking around it seemed everyone else seemed to be sitting in their teams though a few looked like new faces. The only person who appeared to be sitting without a team was the other mage which made him feel a little less out of place sitting away from his group. Glancing at the female mage before trying to start a conversation. "I'm sorry I never caught your name yesterday. My name is Ichiro nice to meet you. I assume your just waiting for your team to show up right." Not to sure as what to say since he felt as if he was bothering her as she waited for her group to bail her out.