Ichiro Ogura's Story

It is almost twilight now, when the horizon is covered with a deep orange color. Yet, a long day for everyone has almost passed and to Midora, the end of today marks the beginning of a new challenge tomorrow, not only for him, but for all the new transfer students and the new teachers that had been assigned to work here in the Academy. Being a Headmaster was something that he'd never thought that he'd do in his life, but asides from him, no one is willing to take the responsibility now, which is why he has to stepped up for the role.

Slowly made his way to the main classroom, where all the new transfer students were requested to gather and wait until the Headmaster arrived to induce them about their time at the Academy. They should have began the first day of training since yesterday, yet because of that incident, it has to be delayed, but now it can be started and actually Midora felt quite good about it, though he didn't admit. Standing before the closed door, Midora took a deep breath. He has never thought that he'd stepped into this position and what's more, he hasn't prepared properly for all of this just yet, but Midora knew that he has to do this.

I've overcomed a lot of hardship in my life, so this time, I definitely have to, for everyone's sakes. With that thought, he opened the door and stepped in, gaining everyone's attention. Midora then walked towards the teacher's desk at the front. First, he looked around to see if everyone is already there or not. It seems that two students are missing. He cleared his throat and then began to speak loudly. His facial expression is still calm, cold and stoic like usual.

"Greetings, students. My name is Midora Kurayami, the newly appointed Headmaster of this Academy. Because of the incident that has happened a few days ago, we have to transfered away most of the new batch of students along with their appointed teachers. At the same time, we also received new transfer students, which are 10 individuals sitting in front of me right now. As you all have known from the introduction papers that we've given you when you arrived, you'll be divided into 4 groups and each group will consist of 1 mage and 2 demons. The group that each of you'll be in has also included in the papers."

He paused a bit to let his word sink in, and then continue, "From tomorrow, the days of training at the Academy will begin. I hope that you all will try your best and achieve good results." Midora then looked at the clock on the wall, "For now, please make your way to your dorms, where you'll rest for the day. The supervising teachers for each group shall be introduced by the first lesson tomorrow. I suggest you all try to get acquaintance with each other and don't cause any troubles. Class dismisses. Have a nice evening, everyone."

With that said, Midora moved away from the desk to the door. "Oh, and one more thing," as Midora remembered something, he turned back to the students, "all of your belongings had been sent to your rooms. You've been informed which room you'll be staying at."

After saying that, Midora turned his back and closed the door behind his back then made his way to the teachers' room, where all the newly appointed teachers are waiting for him.

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Sitting at the round table in the teachers' room along with his two new collegues, Mikari tapped his finger on the table as he waited his best buddy comeback after the induction with the students. He lazily gazed outside the windows and then looked up at the clock. It almost dark by now, hope that we can get this over with so I can get some rest before tomorrow.

Staring at the scenery outside, Mikari silently let out a sigh. Though at first he was quite optimistic about this whole teacher thingy, but he has never been a teacher before. So he is somewhat nervous about this, but not much. Midora has stated that he has what it takes, but can he managed to do it well? Mikari knows that he only needed to try his best.

He then turned to his fellow demon teachers, "Dora-chin will be here any moments after his greetings with the transfer students. Are you ladies ready to find out which groups we'll be taking care of?" He asked with a smile.

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A short while later, Midora arrived at the teachers' room. He gently slided the door opened and greeted his fellow teachers, who are seemingly waiting for him. He walks in and then sat in the middle of them.

"Alright then," He spoke up to the two female demons, "Asides from Mikari here, I guess that you two don't really know me just yet. Let me introduce myself again. My name is Midora Kurayami and I'm a Dark Mage. I've just got appointed to be the new Headmaster of this Academy. Hope that we'll work well together."

"Hehe, there's nothing that my little Dora-chin can't do, eh?" Mikari said jokingly.

"Anyway, I've decided which groups that each of you will be handle," Midora said as he reached out for a drawer and took out the detailed profiles of the students and handed them to his collegues, "Mikari, you'll be taking charge of group 4, Ms. Embla will be taking charge of group 1, Ms. Sarah will be group 2 and I will take group 3. Please take a look at their profiles first and if you have any questions, feel free to ask. And it seems that there was one student that went missing in Ms. Embla's group and my group also missing one but we can keep carry on without them. Hopefully there'll be some new replacements soon." But just as Mikari was about to raised his arm and ask, Midora bluntly cut in, "Not you, Mikari."

"Aw, not fair. Always so meanie." Mikari pouted then glance at the profiles of his group.

The boy leaned back in the crudely furnished seat of the cab, tipping the rim of a cup to usher a beverage down his throat. He savored every bitter drop of the drink, as if it was ambrosia, issued to him by the holy deities. Though his capabilities in the art of brewing may be on par with gods, it was only a mere cup of espresso. But it helped Shio get through the day, a minute source of energy which spurred his jovial persona. A caffeinated Shiore was a happy Shiore. But angered emotions have never taken form within his heart, as he always walks- or, more so, leaps and skips through life with a happy attitude. He was barely unable to bottle his own excitement, as one could only burst with exhilaration on the first day of school. The only rain on his parade of joy was the lack of caution governing the taxi’s driver. Somehow, the man behind the wheel had not ran over any innocent pedestrians, but the same could not be said for a few rodents making a break for the other side of the road. "What happens when the chicken tries to cross the road? This man happens!” He thought to himself as the cabin of the automobile shook again.

To pass the time and shut out this man’s massacre on animals, Shiore slipped on his pair of comfy headphones, bushy with foam. He cuffed his hand around a cellular device burrowed in his pocket, and brought it into eyesight. With a few flicks of a finger, the boy skimmed through the diverse amount of choices, finally settling on a number from an OST of a series he recently watched. A perfect piece to soothe his cheerful charisma, whilst keeping an upbeat tune. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he loosened his shoulders, finding refuge in the song. As the cab passed roadside views, which changed within the blink of an eye, Furawa began a practice he was very accustomed to at this point. Within an quick movement of his wrist, an enigma was created in the palm of his hand. His eyes gravitated towards the projection as it took form, flawlessly molding a ball of light into existence. Within a few moments, a downscaled model of a sun floated elegantly before him. It was a mimic of the father star of the very solar system he inhabited. But by no means did it emit the same amount of heat that the burning ball of gas. It wasn’t even made of hydrogen, just a simple projection he mentally presented, to himself, and if wished, to those around him. But he didn’t want to distract his driver from his murder spree, so he was left to solely bask in his creation’s glory.

A few deceased rodents later

Shio breathed out of respite when the cab finally pulled up to the academy. Still somewhat traumatized by the amount of bodies the cab driver had piled up on the way to their destination. To say the least, the man did not receive as gracious of a tip. ”All of those poor little guys… They never saw what hit them.” He wallowed with remorse for a moment, before he was able to regain his composure, a group of bellhops instantly assessed the cab and popped the car’s trunk. Working as a monotonous cohort, they perfectly packed his belongings. They must be quite the adversaries in jenga. As they made their departure, most likely for his dorm, he decided to follow suit and proceed to the predestined meeting area. Which, not surprisingly, was their main classroom. Before he embarked on his great journey, he quickly sent a message to a friend of his. ”Oi, Yume-kun! Are you almost here? Better not be sleeping in the taxi!” And with that, he finally began his trek.

With a brochure holding his hand, like a parent guiding an innocent toddler, the student stumbled at every turn, and nearly fell into a trance with every gust of wind. The campus, in essence, was utterly captivating and beautiful, something cut out of a fantasy. It had been maintained with arduous precision, grime and dust had been relentlessly cleansed from every nook and cranny. His eyes darted vigorously from angle to angle, as his brain tried to intake every aspect the institution had to offer. His ebullience was flowing to the brim, almost bringing him to tip into a turmoil of uncontrollable joy. Shiore lead himself to the classroom, navigating through the halls of the seemingly complex academy. Though he isn’t a miracle worker, he managed to ascertain some luck and arrived at what he presumed was the correct room.

When he eased the door open, all which was presented to him was a scene void of life. But the lights were already illuminating the room, which meant that somebody had made their way through this area. He ran a hand through his cerulean hair, contemplating his next action. He ended up finding resolve with pulling out a seat, then fastened himself in it. Shiore leaned forward over the table, resting on his elbows as he hummed to the song blasting in his headphones. To pass the time, he chose to create something a little more extravagant than the basic projection from earlier. With a similar arm motion, he created the vast galaxy which was the Milky Way. Based around the aforementioned knowledge he gained from the endless amount of books he has read front to back, he was able to zoom into certain solar systems, and observe their contents. But the only completely detailed portions of the dioramas were the suns. The planets were just mere little dots of rock, as nothing about them except the amount of them per sun were known. The clicking of the door knob notified Shiore that more students had finally arrived. With a swift balling of his fist, the minescule projection imploded on itself, dissipating into nothing.

The boy perked up as his classmates began to file into the classroom. Though no words were exchanged, his eyes shined exuberantly, with brightness which would shroud any star. ”Which of them are my group mates? I hope they like coffee, or are relatively nice! Wonder if they are ok with hugs~?” A flood of queries flowed through his mind, but would have to be left unanswered until after their greeter’s speech. And who else was to give them the rundown but the headmaster himself? The man looked pretty young, uncommon in those who operate scholastic institutions. His words were succinct and brief, but were also somewhat vague at the same time. Shiore was left to imagine what pertained to his training, or what kind of exercises he would be put through. He loathed anything overly extraneous. And knowing his luck, there would be a good amount of such an activity. Upon his departure, he notified the students that they were left to their own devices. Though he wanted to catch up with Akumu, sorting through his belongings took priority. Besides, the demon would probably make a beeline for his room and crash in his bed instantly. With a single motion, he pushed himself away from the table and proceeded to his dorm room. Perhaps his assigned dormmates would strike up a conversation with the twig-like boy on the way there? He tightened the scarf around his neck, finding refuge in its comfortableness.

Akumu sat in the taxi cab. as he was waiting for the taxi to get to his new school, he put on some music and started to sleep. after a while in the taxi Akumu woke up to the sound of his phone it was from his friend Shio he wasn't surprised that it was from him because he gets massages from him most of the time, it didn't really bother him and he was ok with it , Akumu texted back on his phone "I'm nearly there don't worry." Akumu tried to go back to sleep but it wasn't a great success because the taxi driver was listening to loud rock music. after a while he finally succeeded in sleeping with a smile on his face.


Akumu yawned loudly. as he started to wake up, he could hear voices in the room he was in"Where am I."Akumu was still have asleep so he didn't know what was going. he started going to sleep again till he hit the desk with his head "never mind I want to go back to sleep." Akumu tried to go back to sleep but the voices where to loud so he couldn't get back to sleep. so he decided to stay awake. he stared at people and sighed"Well I hope I can sleep here."he noticed Shio but the rest where complete strangers to him. after a while of the students talking, the headmaster walked in and started talking about some school stuff that Akumu never really listens too but this time he did. after the headmaster had finished his speech. Akumu decided to walk to the dorms to put his stuff there "I wonder who will be my dormmate." speaking to himself as he walked to the dorm

~| Kasumi Toshiko |~

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(Edit: Sorry I didn't have a very good original post. I was rushed and wanted to get something in.)

Kasumi stepped out of the black car and pulled three bags out with her. The black car pulled away as K examined the front gates. She was awed briefly, but soon the felling passed and she entered the Academy.

She handed the bags to a waiting man at the front door and padded down the hall. Pulling out a crisp white note, she looked at the neat black writing. Akumu Yume and Hive were the two demons she was paired with, apparently. Hmm, Akumu. She'd heard the name before... Ah yes. The demon who trapped people in dreams. She remembered from her lessons via scrying.

Finally arriving in a classroom, she entered. Upon seeing other students sitting around, she assumed that this was the right rom and took a seat as far as she could get. No use in socializing quite yet.

"Greetings, students. My name is Midora Kurayami, the newly appointed Headmaster of this Academy."

The Headmaster's speech was short and to the point. Thankfully. K had no interest in idle chatter. She walked out with the rest of the students, not engaging in conversation or even eye contact. Sure, she'd been invited, but this school probably couldn't teach her much more. She'd learned a lot from the scryed school.

"Oh, and one more thing. All of your belongings have been sent to your rooms. You've been informed which room you'll be staying at."

She glanced at the small paper again and nodded. She hoped she wouldn't get lost. Wouldn't that be embarrassing...

She wondered briefly who her dorm-mates were, but pushed aside the thought as she entered a large dorm room. From the emptiness she assumed she was first to arrive. She took the center bunk and noticed her bags neatly near the door. She retrieved them and laid them on the soft, plain sheets.

Nothing to do but to wait, I assume... She said in her mind as she surveyed the room. Basic room, just a door off to the side that she assumed was a bathroom. She wondered when her dorm-mates would arrive. The Nightmare King and the Hive... Wouldn't this be exciting.

Who'd be taming who, she wasn't sure.

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She scanned her eyes across the classroom while waiting, most of the demons seemed oddly optimistic about this whole thing. It hadn't been a thing she had even considered until she was taken to the academy, demons who had never had a mage. The history of everyone was hardly any of her concern, she would wait for a teacher to assign a group to her and she would serve them, even if she did not respect them. Etelka wholeheartedly believed whatever mage was her knew master would be some sort of twig she would normally toy with before killing, but with the stronger mages around it was hardly a good idea to murder these students.

When the teacher came into the room she felt conflicted, the man of course commanded her absolute respect due to the sheer power he could feel from him, but that power was to the source of her confliction. The black haired headmaster gave her the same feeling of impending doom and soul crushing power her had felt from Ervin, yet it felt held back by, he felt stronger then and weaker then Ervin at the same time, this man interested her intensely. Etelka concluded to herself that would pursue her keen interest in the man as long as acceptable, but for now she had his orders to follow, go to her dorm.

Deciding now not being the time to mingle with random students Etelka made a straight course to her dorm, clearly arriving faster then her new companions. She made sure all of 'her' belongings had been taken to her new quarters, most hadn't unfortunately as many of them were trinkets that belonged to mages past their living days. Her two spare dresses and the pack of juice she had on her at the time wear neatly placed on the desk. Etelka slid out her desk chair and grabbed herself a drink, which she sat drinking in silence while staring at the door with her legs crossed and face straight.

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Though the delay of the start of the academy was only a day in length it only made the wait and the anticipation more unbearable for the girl known as Hanako Minami. She was never the best with meeting new people and now she would thrust into entire school full of not just mages, but demons as well. Nervousness and excitement plagued the young woman's mind even as the day had finally dawned. Even the relatively short drive to the academy, to her new home for the next number of years, felt like an eternity.

Her eyes were glued to the windows as they drew closer and ever closer to the academy until they finally came to a gentle stop near its front gates. With a moment spent to close her eyes and inhale a deep breath in a futile attempt to calm her frayed nerves she turned herself to face the side door with her hands and awaited as her driver came around to open the door for her and help her out into her wheelchair. With a small but sincere smile of thanks she bid the man farewell and began to wheel herself passed the gates and towards the main building. With a quick search into her jacket pocket she retrieved a small piece of folded paper that contained her class designation and the names of her soon-to-be partners.

It didn't take long to find the class, and from the sound of all the chattering from within she was certainly not the first to arrive. She entered from the door towards the back of the classroom where a desk that lacked a chair was specifically prepared for her. From here she sat quietly and simply opted to observe for the time being, crowds made her uncomfortable and she was never quite the social butterfly. Some tens of minutes later the headmaster finally arrived to deliver a short introduction before urging the students to head out to find their dorms. His manner of speaking and the brevity of his introduction gave her the impression that this headmaster was a no nonsense man, a trait she thought befitting for such a position.

His words came as a bit of a relief to Hanako, the crowd of the classroom made her uneasy to begin with so she was more than happy to be free of it. Sparing no time she wheeled herself out of the class room before taking a look once more at the bit of paper from earlier to confirm her destination. A gentle tune emanated from the girls throat as she hummed and rolled through the halls of this new and unfamiliar place. It looked much like she thought it would, though she herself had never attended a normal school back home she had seen pictures. Her thoughts continued wandering aimlessly like this until she finally found herself before her dorm room door.

Hanako briefly took a second to smooth out her clothes and mentally prepare herself before reaching forward to open the door. A rather bland and uninteresting room opened up before her however the room was hardly the thing of most importance as her gaze settled upon the bored looking girl with a most peculiar shade of hair. The first thought that passed through her mind was that this girl, presumably a demon, was actually quite pretty. She quickly shook the thought away however with a blink and put on her most charming smile. "Hello there." She wasn't sure which one this girl was, as she understood it she was to have two demons in her group.

Her gaze shifted over to one of the beds in the room that had some familiar looking luggage atop it, apparently that was to be her bed. With her destination spotted she rolled herself over to the bed and with some small effort transferred herself on to the bed. She reached over to open up her luggage bag as she tried to figure out what to say next. "Um, my name's Hanako Minami, I'm the mage of our little group here. I hope we can get along and work together during our time here." It was about a normal introduction as one could imagine but, she really wasn't quite sure what else to say to the demon that sat not more than a few meters across the room from her.

Bugby was calmly progressing towards the designated classroom as he solely strode through the hallways that all lead up to it eventually. With halfhearted eyes beamed forward and lazy steps dragged behind, the green-haired demon soon found himself stood in front of the door that offered access to the area he required. Opening it somewhat cautiously he stuck his head in first to case over the room, before sticking a boot forward and making his way further into the wide space of desks and idle students.

Quickly concluding that there was only a handful of students at best, and paying little attention to any of them at that, the demon kept to himself and walked further down the room towards a seat that was far distanced from any of the other students, or at least as far as he could manage without seeming entirely unsociable. Having settled somewhere Bugby didn’t really take the time to notice who exactly was in the room with him, preferring to stay somewhat anonymous for now until greetings were needed. However it did not take long before their headmaster soon made an appearance, of which Bugby was not so pleased about. So to say.

“Greetings, students. My name is Midora Kurayami, the newly appointed Headmaster of this Academy…” Bugby merely raised a brow in acknowledgement as the headmaster greeted the bundle of students that sat before him. His expression was bored at most as his eyes retained their ever-knowing dispirited look. Even as the teacher spoke the demon did not seem enlightened, but rather more begrudging at the mentioning of mages. As the dark-haired headmaster continued on, Bugby couldn’t help but feel an odd sense niggling away at him, something irking him ever so slightly, of which he could not set his finger on. Perhaps it was due to being stuck in a room with pesky mages and even more un-worthy demons that was getting to him just a tad, perhaps.

”For now, please make your way to your dorms, where you'll rest for the day. The supervising teachers for each group shall be introduced by the first lesson tomorrow. I suggest you all try to get acquaintance with each other and don't cause any troubles. Class dismisses. Have a nice evening, everyone.”

Bugby let out a despaired sigh as he got onto his feet shortly after. He considered much of the headmasters talk to be mere malarkey and not something he’d take overly seriously. However, the demon did accept that venturing to his dorm made some sense, and that was what exactly he would do. Turning on his heel Bugby made little effort to acquaint himself with any of his fellow peers as he side-stepped in and out of the few who got in his way. Clearly personal space was not a priority for some! Just as he was about to storm out the room the headmaster spoke yet again, catching the demons begrudged attention once more.

”Oh, and one more thing,” Bugby narrowed his stare slightly as he waited for the piece of information. ”…all of your belongings had been sent to your rooms. You've been informed which room you'll be staying at.”

With that he left the room, finally.

The demon knew soon enough he would cross paths with his fellow teammates, regardless of how much effort he’d put into not meeting them, it was inevitable all the same. Little time had seemed to pass as Bugby made his way to his dorm room, arriving soon after leaving the classroom, and immediately looking over what little belongings he had that were safely delivered to his room. As he stood beside the beds the demon could hardly care which he claimed as his own, though the top bunk was especially tempting, and with that the bored-seeming demon launched himself upwards onto the highest bed and lay against it with a heavy sigh.

All he had to do now was wait. To wait and see who would form the latter of his team. Oh joy.

Midora let out a quiet sigh. It seems that not only him, the other folks seemed not very happy with the job they're doing right now though. No one is totally ready for what is ahead of them. Even Midora, someone who always stay calm and untroubled all the time shows a little bit of worry on his expression. But he encourages himself in silent. This is nothing compared to what I've been through, everything will work out. If it is not I who stay calm right now, then who will?

With that thought, Midora turned to look at his group profiles. Well, there was only two because one of the demons has went missing and he knows clearly the reason why, but further than that is none of his concern because it was out of his authority. He just have to wait for the replacement to arrive. For now, Midora just has to see which kinds of students he is going to deal with. Ichiro Ogura and Bugby Marshall, eh?

As he flips the pages of the profiles, he glanced quickly to catch the basic infos about them. Ichigo has the power of conjuration and weapon materialization. A potential magic knight, huh? Though when he looks through the Mage's history, Midora frowns a bit. Seems like someone I can work out with. Then he turned to the other profile. This Bugby kid is different, his attitudes are nothing new to me, but his power... interesting indeed, though I'm pretty doubt that he can do much with it. Let's see how this would turned out.

As he was concentrating on his papers, Sarah raised her arm and asked, "I see that all the students, majorly, come from different backgrounds. Do they speak our language or will we be needing translators?"

Midora shook his head, "Of course we don't. Because you aren't familiar with our school history yet so I'm not surprise that you don't know. When this school was first founded, the first generation of teachers casted a special field around the Academy's wall. Not only it works as a barrier to protect the school from outer forces, but also when all beings, whether mages, demons or humans, no matter where they're from or what their backgrounds are, let's say that they'll just "initialized" with the fields." Midora paused a bit then continued, "Which means, we will be able to communicate in the same language, regardless what languages we spoke. So communication will not be a problem. Hope that help."

He then turns to Embla, but the woman just stated that she don't have anything to ask. He nodded and returned his attention to the profiles. But just as he was reading, his phone suddenly ringing. "Excuse me for a moment." He said as he picked up his phone from his robe and answered it, "Hello, this is Midora... Yes... Okay, I understand, please teleport their profiles for me. Thank you."

Midora then turned off the call and just right after that, a vortex appeared and another two profiles of two students fell on Midora's hand. "Looks like our replacements had been chosen and they'll arrived here soon." He took one profile and passed it to Embla, "Here's the profile of the last member of your group."

With that said, he flips the pages of the new profile that just has been sent to him. He looks at the name. Cleo Gardenia... The demon has the ability of transformation, though it seems that she can only transforms into a small cat. Hmm? She looks like a fox-demon to me, though, let's see how it works. As he glanced through the picture of the demon, he raised an eyebrow. Another mischivious trouble-maker to take care.

After he has finished checking all the profiles, he tapped them onto the table to neats them and stood up from his chair. "Well then, if no one else has any more questions, I will take that as you all are ready. Please take your time and rest for the day now, we have much work to do tomorrow. And please remember to be here at 7:15 AM tomorrow and we'll all go to the classroom so that I can introduce you to your groups." Midora spoke before slowly made his way out of the office and went to his own room. Putting the profiles on his desk, he landed his back on the bed. As he felt the soft cotton against his skin, he let out a small sigh.

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Looks like I got to dealt with the hardest group. Even the Mage of this group seems shady to him. But he won't let his pride down that easily because of them, he just have to step it up and there's nothing that he can't fix, even some spoiled demons or some lack of experience Mages. Mikari just have to tame them.

Mikari glances at their names on their profiles to memorized them. Akumu Yume, Hive and Kasumi Toshiko, huh?As for the first one, Mikari remembered to had heard about him sometimes before. Some villages have rumors about a demon who entered dreams and cause people to go insane. They were so scared of him that they've named him with some nicknames like, Nightmare King? And also some nonsense like if he was killed then the waking world and the dream world will collide causing an evil, creepy monster to be set free and destroy everything, stuffs like that.

Though this kind of rumors somewhat caught Mikari's interests at first, he didn't really bother it. If this what-so-called the most powerful Demon broke out, then of course, the who-also-called the most powerful and wicked Mage in the legend will also act. Bah, this isn't worth bothering, knowledges need to be exact, unlike some stupid rumors that can only uses to scare kids. Another thing about Akumu is that he seems to be a sleeping-bag, which is why Mikari decided that he should carry some Awakening Dust with him from tomorrow.

Then Mikari moved to the second one. This one is somewhat of a high-class demon too, but nothing too buggy about him except that he is a wild one, like some rogue demons he used to deal with back at the Guild. Other than that, he can handle him. And that leaves the Mage of the group, the girl Kasumi is somewhat, well, dull. The gaze in her eyes seemed hollow and it didn't seem that she'd trust anyone easily. Moreover, the girl also more fond towards the Demons, as it seemed.

After studying them carefully, he put them in order neatly then put them on the table and leaned on his chair. He looks out the windows and sees that it has almost got dark by now. A moment later, he saw Midora stood up and spoke to them, which gains his attention and went out of the office. Seeing that, Mikari decided that both of them need to talk, to see if each of them is ready or not. He straighthen himself and then stood up, "Well, I guess that's it for today. Please have a nice evening." Mikari smiles to the two ladies before bowed to them and made his way out of the office, towards Midora's room.

Standing in front of his brother's room, Mikari knocked on the door. When he is allowed to get in, he gently opened the door, walks in and closed them behind his back. He saw that his best buddy, now is also his collegue, is laying on the bed.

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"Hey there, seems like something are troubling my little Dora-chin, eh? Not very usual." Mikari slightly teases as he walks up to Midora then sat on the bed.

"I'm not troubled," Midora denied, "it's just that... I'm not sure if I can manage to do this whole thing or not."

"Aw, don't deny. I can see it written all over your face." Mikari grinned as he poked Midora's cheek.

"Yeah, I guess it did trouble me a bit. Like back when I found out that I was a Dark Mage."

"Come on, we've been through a lot more worse than this. I'm sure we'll be okay, somehow." Mikari cheered his friend up while a smile popped up on his mouth, "Being a teacher here really did change you. On the more positive way, I think."

Midora kept silent. Yeah, he couldn't deny that. Being able to teach all kinds of student, works with many kinds of collegue after all those years really did change him. He finally learns how to treasure the value of life and manages to tame the demon inside him. Those are the only purposes of his life, what more could he asked.

"Dora-chin." Mikari spoke up again, still with his gentle smile, "I know that your life has been hellish. But that is in the past and this is the present. You've been a teacher for long and you have much more experiences than me. You're the only person that will never give up, no matter what life throws at you. But, if you're worry, then it's okay. It's natural." He said as he puts his hand on Midora's, "No matter how powerful you can be, you're still a human. The pressure and all the problems that you have to fixed has made you forgot how human you are. Which is why you felt anxious because you're facing something that you've never faced before. But trust me, you said that I'm suitable for this job, so I can confidently say that you're suitable for this position too, okay?" Mikari grinned

"Mikari..." Midora felt a lot better after hearing all those words from his best friend. He sat up as a light smile appeared on his face. "Arigato, Mii."

Mikari was quite surprised when he heard that. It has been a long time since the last time he heard Midora calls him that. And it has been a while since the last time he smiled too. Mikari giggled then patted his friend's shoulder, "Anytime, Dora-chin. Besides, you should try to smile more. You looked cute like that."

"Shut up." Midora punched Mikari lightly on the arm as he looked up to the clock on the wall then stood up, "it's almost curfew by now. I'm going to informs the whole school now. Coming?"

"Yeah, I wanna hear you playing flute again. It's been so long." Mikari said excitedly as he stood up and they both went to the garden.

White perky ears flickered to an uneasy rhythm as the bearer of those ears silently crept into the large empty room. She could have sworn she had heard voices though due to the amount of time it had taken her to arrive those individuals most likely had left now. As the young girl stood idly she wondered what else to do.

”I guess I could prowl around for a lil‘ while…” She said to herself softly, mentally debating what course of action to take. It was just then that an unfamiliar voice burst into the air and startled the feline. “Hello there miss, are you lost?” A young girl similar to her own-self asked, raising a slight brow in a questioning glance. “Let me guess - you missed the induction? Didn‘t you?”

Cleo gave an awkward nod in agreement whilst fiddling with her sleeves. She always did so when faced with momentarily embarrassment over her own stupid actions. ”I guess you could say that… in not so many words.”

With a huff, the other student girl pulled out a notebook of some sort and immediately flipped through the pages as if looking for something. After a short while, the female raised a glance towards Cleo, before placing a finger onto the middle of one of the pages. “Cleo Gardenia - correct?” The demon nodded instantly with some relief after finding someone who knew who she was, and perhaps where she ought to be going. “Ah-ha. You have been placed into Group 3 with fellow students Ichiro Ogura and Bugby Marshall. Please follow me and I will escort you to your dorm.”

With little hesitation the girl followed eagerly after the other student as they both maneuvered themselves towards the dorm-room area. It hardly took any time at all before the pair arrived, and near almost instantly, Cleo was delivered to her room in one piece.

“Here you are. In the future arrive on time, in time, and don’t ever think about missing another class - got it?” The student girl warned in a rather strict fashion though her words didn’t seem to affect Cleo at all. The demon merely gave a quick nod before ushering the individual away.

”Yeah, yeah I got it.” She grinned mischievously before placing a hand carefully onto the doorknob and making her way into the dorm-room. She hadn’t even bothered to knock, and simply entered and scanned her new living space to see what was there.

Without saying a word the feline prowled around curiously at all the little bits and pieces that lay scattered around the room in a bid to make it feel more home-y. She, personally, did not own much, if anything. What could a cat own? A collar. That was about it. It was only then that something caught her eye - a figure on the highest bed. He was a demon, like herself, and given that he was in the same dorm-room it must have meant he was also in her group. Immediately, the white-haired girl sprang onto the middle bed, before climbing up a little and peered over the edge of the bed above hers, staring at the boy.

”Hey there. You in my team? She asked eagerly, ears flickering in a rather fast paced rhythm as she grinned like a cheshire cat. ”You know ‘cause that‘d be real cool-like if we were. You can call me Cleo, Cleo Gardenia, I‘m a demon cat. Who are you?”

The green-haired demon didn’t seem overly cheerful, but Cleo ignored this quality and leaned a little further onto the bed to get a better view of the boy. With the pointy ears and claws the girl felt a strong sense that the other student was defiantly a demon, which meant that their mage had not yet arrived. ”I can't wait till we're all here. We're gonna be a hell of a group."

”Hey there. You in my team? You know ‘cause…”

Bugby vaguely heard the presence of someone entering the room, though paying little attention, he hadn’t quite noticed the female until seeing her squarely next to him. Offering a few grumbles in response, the green-haired demon forced himself to sit upwards and face the girl better, though creating some distance between them for his own piece of mind.

”…You can call me Cleo, Cleo Gardenia, I‘m a demon cat. Who are you?

”Bugby Mashall.” He replied matter-of-factly. ”I am just a demon.”

He nudged the girl away slightly, clearly getting as much displeasure in doing so as he could, before swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. Just then, another figure entered the room. A boy, presumably their mage given that the female was rather demon like, in his opinion.

”You two having fun up there. I don’t know the bedding situation, but I’m taking the bottom bunk.” Bugby only offered a shrug in response, not really caring, though somewhat preferring the fact that the mage was perhaps on the furthest bed from him. ”Suits me.” And yet, the mage intrigued him a little, though as to why Bugby wasn’t sure. It was perhaps his first time around a mage as young as the boy was, and given their situation, it was, granted, somewhat unusual. But he'd have to make do it seemed.

”You may have not heard, but my name is Bugby Marshall,” He told the mage, though whether the boy was listening he couldn’t be sure. The mage seemed rather interested in the girl and her… cat ears? The demon sighed halfheartedly with yet another shrug. ”I feel as if I am surrounded by children already.” Falling backwards down against his bed the demon closed his eyes with a huff. He wasn’t a talkative demon at best, and given his group, what could he talk about? Bugby would just have to deal with it, it seemed. ”Anyway... pleased to meet you.”

”It’s really nice to meet-ya Bugby.” The girl practically purred contently as she felt a sense of ease from the other demon acknowledging her. Though he seemed ever so slightly odd to her the female was positive that they’d get along, and besides it was always comforting to have another demon around, or so she felt at least.

”You two having fun up there. I don’t know the bedding situation, but I’m taking the bottom bunk.” A male voice spoke, to which Cleo immediately turned her attention away from the demon and onto the boy who entered the room. He must’ve been their mage - it made sense. ”I guess that leaves me the middle bunk!” She giggled before dropping back down onto her own bed.

In a way it was really reassuring to have two boys in her group, even though she could take care of herself, it really helped the feline feel more safer in her dorm-room now. She could only hope their little group would get along. ”…wait CAT EARS!” Snapping the girl out of her thoughts the feline blinked and looked to the mage quietly for a moment, letting out a casual meow in the process as she tried to come up with a response that made sense.

”Oh these!” Flicking her ears back and forth the girl amusingly glanced upwards to her furry ears before staring at the golden-haired mage. A small grin filled her lips ever so slightly. ”I hope you don‘t mind them.” Hopping down from her bed the girl crept up to the mage and immediately began to circle round him as she gave the boy the once over, studying his features carefully, before returning to her stance in front of him. Evidently she did not fear the mage nor seemed to mind him. It had been a long time since she found herself in the company of a kind mage, someone who could look after her and play with her. Just like her old owner did.

”My name is Cleo Gardenia, though please just call me Cleo. I‘m a demon cat, but don‘t be fooled, I have the fierceness of a lion!” She introduced playfully, flashing her fangs as she leaned forward and looked into the boys eyes curiously. ”What‘s your name?”

”I feel as if I am surrounded by children already.” As her ear twitched, Cleo looked to Bugby and raised an eyebrow in response, along with sticking her tongue out. ”Big grump.” She teased. Watching the demon lean backwards onto the bed the girl skipped over and tugged on one of his legs. ”Oh come on, we've only just met! You can't be bored already, Buggie!”

”Oh come on, we’ve only just met! You can’t be bored already, Buggie!”

Bugby felt an odd warmth cover one of his legs, causing the demon to prop himself upright once more, only to see the female tugging on his leg. With a sulk of some sort, the demon pulled both his legs up onto the bed, as he sat cross-legged. A vague red tint spread across his face slightly, as he leaned forward to address the pair.

”My name is not Buggie, it is Bugby. But if you must… call me Bug.” The green-haired demon sighed, lightly tapping his claws against the bed frame as he pondered a little. For sure, he was not in the presence of a female often, and most certainly, Cleo would take time to grow use to. She was very friendly indeed, he mused.

”I'm Ichiro Ogura, it's good to meet you Cleo and Bugby, I hope we can have a lot of fun together.”

”Hm? Oh sure, we will have fun. Just depends on what you call fun, and what I find amusing.” The demon flashed a few hints of a smirk in response, bearing his fangs care-freely. Indeed, he could not tell how their group would shape in the days to come, and Bugby was not the most enthusiastic person either, and yet, there was some small aspect of Cleo and Ichiro that intrigued him. ”Very well. With introductions out of the way, I think we ought to rest for the night and prepare for tomorrow. At least, that is my plan.” With his thoughts voiced, and opinions given, Bugby shifted around and lay down on his bed, crossing one leg over the other as his eyes fell shut.

”I’ll see you two in the morning, sharpish.” With that the boy rolled over, facing away from his teammates.

”My name is not Buggie, it is Bugby. But if you must… call me Bug.” Cleo watched rather keenly as the other demon addressed her as such, finding the whole thing quite endearing in some way of sorts which caused a wide grin to form on her features. ”Bug, got it! Haha, your quite sensitive aren’t you, hehe." The girl teased playfully with her hands clasped together tightly. ”I'm Ichiro Ogura, it's good to meet you Cleo and Bugby, I hope we can have a lot of fun together.” Instinctively she turned and faced the mage, having finally learnt his name the feline felt a sudden surge of happiness from seemingly nowhere.

”Ichiro, I finally know your name!" She giggled, before hurrying over to the mage and giving the boy a tight hug. She cuddled the boy, purring aloud, before releasing the mage. She was very tempted to drag Bugby down, but the demon was out of reach, and didn’t seem too eager for contact. ”Looks ah-like everyone is accounted for, this is going to be so much fun working together!" Flicking her ears back and forth, the feline continued to prowl around the room a little longer, familiarizing herself, as she learned more of her new surroundings. ”Very well. With introductions out of the way, I think we ought to rest for the night and prepare for tomorrow. At least, that is my plan.” Ears perked up, the girl eyed the demon oddly as she placed her hands to her hips. ”Well, I guess I could use a cat-nap about now. I’ve been on the move all-day, it’d be nice to get cozy in a comfy bed. Meow!"

It was only then that Cleo was reminded again that she hadn’t brought much with her to the academy, or more correctly, she hadn’t had much to bring in the first place. Being on the move a lot left very little opportunities to acquire much in the sense of belongings. Perhaps she would get some clothes tomorrow, as to how exactly she didn’t know. She could always borrow some if need be, she guessed.

”Well, I don’t exactly have pajamas, so I guess I’ll just sleep in what I’m wearing, hehe." With a soft giggle the girl leaped onto the middle bunk, circling round on the small area of bedding a few times before eventually settling down and laying on top of the covers. ”Night-night guys, see you in the morning. We'll have a blast I just know we will." As she closed her eyes a low, gentle purr could be heard as the girl slept. A smile on her lips. All huddled up together in a ball the girl could only think of what tomorrow would bring for the group.

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”Hm? Oh sure, we will have fun. Just depends on what you call fun, and what I find amusing.” Ichiro could tell what he was thinking and it's the exact same logic as his own. He really wanted to start something with Bugby to test him and have some fun in the process, but there would be time for that later on. It was starting to become time for everyone to start sleeping, but when he saw Cleo hurrying over to him he had a "here we go again" feeling.

Normally Ichiro was fine around girls and even enjoyed their company more then guys. He enjoyed his "bad boy" routine and messing with them. Something that was a lot harder to do with most guys, though quite or reserved people in general were fun to make come out of their comfort zones. Though there was something about Cleo that just threw him way off his game and he knew exactly what it was, but he couldn't help it. She gave him a tight hug which he returned with ease, but again when she started purring aloud it sent shivers down his spin and took all his willpower to try and keep his face from turning red.

”Very well. With introductions out of the way, I think we ought to rest for the night and prepare for tomorrow. At least, that is my plan.” ”Well, I guess I could use a cat-nap about now. I’ve been on the move all-day, it’d be nice to get cozy in a comfy bed. Meow!" Ichiro thought about it and the day had gone by pretty quick, but for some reason he was actually tired. Normally he had a lot of energy and would be out way into the night, but it seemed events had done a number on him more then he expected. Plus he couldn't sleep in till noon anymore with class's, well at least not till hes been to class once or twice. It all depended on how fun they ended up being.

One thing was for sure the next days were going to be even better then he had imagined. ”Well, I don’t exactly have pajamas, so I guess I’ll just sleep in what I’m wearing, hehe." ”Night-night guys, see you in the morning. We'll have a blast I just know we will." Ichiro crawled into bed "Night see you both in the morning." He said as his shirt and jacket burst into golden particles that got dimmer and dimmer until fading. Ichiro was use to being alone, and he always got really hot in the night so normally he would sleep in just his underwear, but since others were around and that might be a little weird for them he decided just shirtless would have to be enough. His jeans did the same though quickly reforming into a pajama bottoms.

Midora still sleeping peacefully with his arm rested on his forehead and his breaths are quite monotonous. Nothing seems to had troubled him as he slept. As the first lights of dawn rises along with the sun, they peeked through the frames of the windows and brighten up the whole room. The rays then shone of the bed, dancing on Midora's face as they woke him up.

Midora then sat up on his bed and stretched his arms. He scratches his slightly messed hair a bit and then looked at the clock on the wall. It's already 6:00 AM, still early, but he has to get prepare because he knows which day today is, and he also well-awared that it's going to be a long day for him, his collegues and the new transfer students. "I should get prepare." Midora said to himself as he pulled the blanket away from his lap downward then stood up and folded it nicely on the bottom of his bed.

After that, he made his way to his bathroom. He turned on the faucet and adjusted it to the right temperature and strips off his pants before immerse himself under the water streams (Well yeah, he slept half-naked, mind you). Midora closed his eyes as he felt his muscles relaxed under the heat of the bathroom before grabbed the shampoo lotion nearby and washes his hair with a small amount of the liquid.

Meanwhile, in the room next to Midora's, Mikari has just also woke up from his slumber and now he's changing into a more suitable clothes. After finished changing, he went into his bathroom while humming a melody. Somehow, he felt optimistic about all of this and was kinda excited. He then brushed his teeth then fixed his hair a bit. Great, I'm ready. Everyone better aware, cause it's time for Mikari to shine. He smirked to himself in front of the mirror and went out of his room.

With just a few steps, Mikari stood in front of his best friend's room and knocked the door. "Hey Dora-chin, rise and shine. Have you woke up yet? Can I come in?" He asked. "The door wasn't locked." Midora replied from the inside. Mikari then opened the door and stepped in. But just as he stepped in...

Mikari wouldn't have thought that he'd got an eyeful early in the morning like this. He was pretty surprised when he saw that Midora has just got out from the bathroom without wearing anything to cover his torso. Midora's hair is still wet as some drops of water streamed down on his naked skin. And another thing is that the Mage in front of Mikari right now only covered the part from his waist down by a towel hanging around his waists.

Mikari blushed as his face got a bit reddened. This wasn't the first time he saw his best friend half-naked and they're both guys so it wasn't such a big deal. It's not that he has any kinds of feeling towards Midora, but he couldn't figure out why anytime he caught this scene from any of his male friends, which included Midora, he felt quite awkward as his heartbeats got quicken.

"Hey, you're okay over there?" Midora called and pulled Mikari back to reality. "Y-Yeah, I'm good..." He bit his lips and gave a smile. Midora just leaned his head, wondering what was his friend was thinking. After putting his usual Dark Mage's uniform on, he walks towards Mikari. "Want to go and breathe some fresh air first?" Midora asked, feeling quite comfortable, but he still keeps his usual calm posture like everyday.

"Yeah, that'd be great." Mikari grinned like a child. Midora just silently shook his head as he puts on his boots and both of them made their ways towards the garden. Stepped out into the open air, Mikari sniffs and took a deep breath. The air was fresh with the atmosphere still a bit cool. The morning sunshine is still quite gentle. Today's gonna be a perfect day.

"Ah... feels good. Usually I would go jogging around town by now." Mikari said with his smile, "Hey, we can go and have some exercises when there are free times. I missed working out with you."

Midora nodded, "Sure, that's a good idea." Mikari giggled. After that, Midora walked to the rock and sat down in meditation form and Mikari also sat down on the grass. Both of them meditated for about 15 minutes and gather their thoughts. When they're done, they decided to go and have breakfast.

"Say," Mikari spoke up as they walked, "could the students wake up by themselves or there are some sort of... well, alarm clocks to wake them up?"

"Yeah, to avoid class tardiness, I've placed an alarming spell around the walls of the students' room. At the exact time, the spell will "goes off" and sent supersonic waves straight to the brains of the ones staying in those students' rooms. Because it only in their heads, it didn't make any noise to the outsiders of the room, but to them, it's going to be REAL loud."

"So, I guess that the sounds will only disappeared once they have woke up, correct?"

"Yes. Most of the newbies complained about this at first, but they'll got used to it." Midora coldly assured.

"Hehe, you're such an little wicked wizard, you know?" Mikari grinned mischiviously.

When they went through the students' quarters, Midora then abruptly stopped then looked at the time on his phone, it was 6:59 AM. "Wait for it..." he said as the clock ticked 7:00 AM. Right after that, Mikari could hear the sounds of students falling off their beds and even some yelling came out from the rooms. It was kinda hilarious to hear those sounds and he has to resist the urge of laughing out loud. "This Academy sure is fun, I don't know what else is waiting for me but I can't wait."

"Just wait and see." Midora said as put his phone back to his robe and both of them continued to walk.

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After having their breakfast, Midora and Mikari went to the teachers' office and took the other two demon teachers with them. Together, four of them went to direction the classroom. Standing in front of the door, Midora turned his head and spoke to his collegues, "Remember, teach them with all of your dedication, but if they make mistake, never go easy on them and help them fix it." Then he turned back and opened the door.

With that, the four of them walked in, interrupting all the talking between the students as the room filled with complete silent. Midora stood in front of the desk and began to talked loudly.

"Good morning, all students. I believe that all of us have rested and ready for this morning. And now, I officially announce that the days of training of this year in Survival Kit Academy begin. As you all have known, within your course, you'll learn how to make yourselves better individuals. I believe that, 12 persons sitting in front of us right now will try their very best, passing your own limits and learn from your mistakes."

Midora paused then turned his head to the teachers who are standing in a horizon line, "Allow me to introduce your supervising teachers, who will be the ones to oversee and advise you. I, Midora Kurayami, Headmaster and also a Mage Teacher, will look after group 3. Standing next to me is Mikari Akigawa, a Mage Teacher and the supervising teacher of group 4. The shorter lady here is Embla Brodersson, a Demon Teacher and supervisor of group 1. And last but not least, Sarah Rayne, the Demon Teacher in charge of group 2. I hope that during your time at the Academy, you will listen and follow every advices we give, strictly follow our instructions so that you can better yourself."

After introduction, Midora paused a bit before going on with the first lesson, "As for the first day, we will have different sessions for both Mages and Demons. Four Mages of four group, please follow me and Mikari-sensei to the training room. The rest of the Demon students will learn their introduction lecture with two ladies here. Let our first day begin."

With that said, both Midora and Mikari made their ways out of the classroom. When they're outside, they waited at the other exit for the Mage Students before they head for the training room.

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Kou had risen with the sun, the warm rays alerting her to presence of morning. She turned over in bed slowly and stretched, her fuzzy rabbit ears picking up the sounds the still snoozing Etelka and Hanako. The rabbit demon slid out from underneath the covers, going over to the closet and pulling out an outfit she deemed good for the first day. Kou then made her way over to the bathroom and turned on the shower, discovering that her hair was still pink from last night's encounter with Etelka. It was weird to think that someone could possibly like her, especially since Kou had never found herself especially attractive.

The rabbit shook her head to get the thought out. Today was about focusing on becoming better! She pumped her first in the air in order to psych herself and stepped under the steady stream of hot water, scrubbing until her hair turned blue once more and her fingertips were a bit wrinkled. "It feels so nice to be clean," Kou purred as she dried herself off and pulled on her clothing. When she finally went back into the room the sound of screaming and people falling echoed through the walls, surprising Kou and causing her to jump a few feet in the air. "What the-!" Kou cursed and flung open the door to their room in order to see what could possibly be causing so much excitement, but her ears weren't picking up any sound aside from the pained cries of students.

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It was only about an hour later and with a full stomach that Kou sat at one of the desks in the back of the classroom. She noticed she was not the only animal demon in attendance and was actually a bit relieved although Kou couldn't tell if the demon was a kitsune or a nekomura, but figured that she would discover which soon enough. It was then that the Head Master began to speak, a man with dark hair and eyes that matched who carried himself with confidence; Kou instantly hated him.

"Good morning all students. I believe that we are all rested and ready for this morning. And now I officially announce that our training days here at the Survival Kit Academy have begun. As you all know, within your course you'll learn how to make yourselves better individuals; I believe that, the 12 persons sitting in front of us right now will each try their very best, surpassing their own limits and learning from their mistakes."

Kou listened with an expression of determination; yes the rabbit was attending the academy by force just like many other demons but that didn't mean she wasn't prepared to learn how to better herself and properly use her abilities. Kou was attempting to keep a positive attitude about it all, but it was hard when you were working with the species that devoured your family. Her attention was drawn back to Midora once more as he began to announce who would be teaching them all. Their group, Group 1, was assigned to a short but pretty instructor named Embla Brodersson. The woman was clearly a demon herself and Kou wondered how she could have possibly ended up in this position.

"As far as how the first day will work; we will have different training sessions for both Mages and Demons. The four Mages of the four groups, please follow me and Mikari-Sensei to the training room. The rest of the Demon students will receive their introductory lecture with the two ladies here. Let our first day begin!"

Kou watched as Hanako left along with the other three Mages. Her heart rate picked up a beat in excitement as she turned to face the two demon instructors, the real fun was finally about to begin!

Refraining:

Shiore sat upright in the hospital bed, humming to a playful tune he had heard a few days prior. He glanced beneath the cut out of cloth covering him, there were a few straps of gauze wrapped around his frail chest. ”Owwwww, why was that cat so high up in that tree?” Yes, out of an act of valor and bravery, the boy had attempted to become the hero in a generic scenario, where a cat was stuck in the tree. It happened when he and a few of his classmates were on their way home from school. They were in the middle of chatting about which idol was their favorite, until they waltzed into the scene. Nobody in the general vicinity was tall enough to reach the lowest branch, nor were they versed in climbing up tree trunks. Shiore, being the opportunist, seized the chance to shine. Although his friends were fully aware of his demonic origins, the boy was able to play the role of a human very well. To the extent where he was always perceived as a human of pure bloodline.

He attempted to propel himself up to the first branch, then continue to ascend the tree, save the feline damsel, and save the day. It was foolproof, well, in his mind at least. When he surged towards his target, he accidentally overshot and flew a few meters higher, where there was nothing to grab onto. His descent wasn’t too pleasant. When he awoke, belly-up, he noticed a puff of fur resting on his chest. From what his friends said, he shook the tree so much that the cat lost its balance. But, since cats always land on their feet, it managed to find a soft cushion to break its fall. Sure, he may have received a few fractured ribs, but at least he saved the cat, and had a good laugh with his schoolmates. And that was how he wound up here, examining his own wounds. When Shiore glanced up from the collar of his gown, a middle-aged woman in a nun’s attire was standing before him. Who knew death was so stealthy? ”Idiot boy!” The woman shrieked, tugging tightly on his cheek.

”I’m sorry Aunt Reeeeeeeen. But it was a kitty~” Ren exhaled and shook her head, then squeezed him closer, ”I don’t care if it was a cat, a dog, even the prime minister! You still might be partially human, and even though you are mostly a demon, you are by no means invincible! Who do you think is paying for the bill? You’re lucky you do a lot of good deeds around the town, otherwise you wouldn’t have any donors!” The woman was speaking at a frantic pace, though she couldn’t find a point to truly prove the boy wrong. He wasn’t harmed too much, and the bills were completely covered. The only downside was the amount of school days he was bound to miss. Which, at the most, was roughly two or three. ”Is this how you’ll live your last year of highschool? You know you’re going to that institution next term, right?” What’s it called…” The woman stared at the ceiling fan, tapping her chin as he tried to scrounge around for the name. It was obvious where Shiore had gotten the habit from. Survival Kit Academy. That’s it. Your enrollment has been fully covered, but are you sure you’re ready for dorming? This will be the first time you’re away from the orphanage.” The nun looked at Shiore with a worried expression, dubious thoughts floated in her eyes as they focused on the boy. Furawa was staring blankly out the window, his whitened grin wasn’t present on his face. ”We’ll see, Aunt Ren.”

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Shiore woke up with a start, the book which had been resting on his chest flew onto his mattress. Yet another glimpse of his past, something here rarely referenced. He had always been a futurist, a person who moved forward and lived for tomorrow. The complete opposite of the stars he was allured by. Ren wasn’t really his aunt, just a nun who ran the orphanage. Though Shiore rarely partook in her sermons, it was nice to pop into them from time to time. The boy had lived a pretty normal life. He had his share of highschool interactions. Friendships made, bonds formed, late night and eleventh hour assignments, he was even confessed to a few times. His playful persona was desirable by some, it seemed. But of course, he had to turn people down, even though it was very uncharacteristic of him. His mind slowly departed from his dream state.

The frequency of his sharp breaths began to slow down, as air began to circulate through his lungs. The room was still dark, and the morning light hadn’t pierced the panes of glass as of yet. Rather than climbing down the bed and potentially waking up his groupmates, who were still fast asleep, he slowly eased him over the edge. With feet first and the weight of a feather, he landed without a sound or a thump. Shiore glanced back at the two, who were still immersed in their dreams. He tiptoed over to his desk and picked up his phone. His blurred vision finally focused on the screen, and he acknowledged the time in his internal clock, ”6:15 AM? Maybe the cafeteria is open?” The rummaged through his bags and produced another set of his attire, the usual black uniform which buttoned across. After a quick wash, change of apparel and the tightening of a tie and scarf, the boy was ready for class. Before he left at thirty ‘til, he stealthily made a cup of espresso, slipped a pair of magnifying glasses onto the nape of his uniform and pocketed his cellphone.

”Rise and shine should be at seven, I think? Might as well go for a walk, then treat myself to something at the cafeteria.” It was a quick trek to the cafeteria, he had some time before it was seven. And when that time finally came around, Shiore could hear screaming from the dormitory, even though he was a ways’ away. ”Wonder what’s happening? I hope Cia-Cia and Liliane aren’t having a celebratory party without me!” He pouted for a few moments, though such an occasion would seem unlikely. If anything, he would be the one to hold such an event. Instead, here he was, sipping from a travel cup and nibbling on a grilled cheese sandwich by his lonesome self. ”Never had one of these. Doesn’t seem very… Japanese.” He recalled the academy being an international school, so cultures were mixed in all cases. Shiore was listening to an electronic song, a number by an English producer. ”Anyways, I should go to class soon. This song is pretty catchy~ Cia-Cia’s homeland has some nice music.” He rose from his seat, discarded his plate and proceeded to the same classroom. Shiore could see the lights of the dorm rooms in the distance, and a few silhouettes moving frenetically. ”Jeeze, did the whole dorm throw a party? Maybe they’re happy about their new comrades?” Little did he know, that they were all in the midst of suffering and despair.

As his classmates strolled into the classroom, some appeared exhausted and shocked. The boy was sitting forward, his mouth buried into the black scarf. ”Woah. Seriously, what happened?” He sat forward in his seat when he saw Akumu finally walk in, ”Sup A-ku-mu-kun~! How’s it going, old man?” The demon sulked with what Shiore presumed were his groupmates. One was a petite young girl, with blood red retinas and a displeased expression. The other looked like he could kill a person with a lock of hair, he seemed more feral than human in complexion. Soon enough, his own teammates entered the room and took their seats. The headmaster began with his speech, which Shiore listened intently to. Still with a covered mouth, he leaned back in his seat and lowered his headphones to his neck. The man was sporting the same dignified expression from yesterday, a man of boldness and pride. When he referenced group two to their teacher, Shiore recalled the description he was given by Liliane yesterday. ”Definitely looks angelic. That’s interesting. Must be pretty fluffy~. And they don’t look fake either. Can’t think of a person who would go to such lengths to craft such genuine extensions.” After the headmaster beckoned for all of the mages and made his departure with Mikari. Shiore glanced over to Acacia, then back to their teachers. Not a lectuuuuuuuuuure.” He thought to himself in denial. The boy wasn’t too fond of lectures or prolonged speeches.

”And, class is in session. Shiore nodded, with a determined look of cheerfulness on his face.

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The sound of the nearby shower spraying to life woke Haruka from her rather light sleep. It felt like she had only slept for a couple hours at most being an unfamiliar place and with the beginning of actual classes on the horizon. Fighting off her desire to just lay back down she sat up with a yawn and stretched her arms into the air. It had been some time since she ate and her stomach was not quiet in its protest of its emptiness. Her desire for a cup of hot tea was also intense, a morning ritual she had grown quite accustomed to back home, she simply hoped the cafeteria here would have some available. After Kou had left the bathroom Hanako took her turn to head in, wash her face, and get dressed.

This rather mundane task however was made quite exciting by the sudden erupting of a most disturbing sound into her mind. And it seemed she wasn't alone in experiencing it as thumps and shouts came from all the rooms around her as well. The assault was thankfully short lived leaving Hanako to simply sigh at the unpleasant experience, such things were to be expected in a magical academy. It was a relatively short trip to the cafeteria where Hanako had a light breakfast and a rather mediocre cup of tea, but it was better than nothing at least.

After rolling into their classroom Hanako took the opportunity to once again scan over the other students and demons assembled here, the diversity was quite impressive. The headmaster stepped in not long after and informed the class of their objectives for the day. Apparently she was going to be going off with the other mages and the mage instructors for some sort of training. Looking over her fellow mages Hanako couldn't help but sigh. None of them looked particularly friendly or approachable. With a shake of her head she strengthened her resolve, she had to give it a shot, and who knows? Maybe they were actually be nice under their rougher exteriors.

And so, putting on her best smile she rolled herself behind the teachers and the other mages curious as to what their first exercise would involve. Whatever it was, Hanako was confident she could handle it after the rigorous schooling she went through daily back at home.

”Oh my freakin’head!” Cleo cried out of the blue suddenly, hands tugging wildly onto her furry ears as she desperately wished for the noise to stop. It came out of nowhere, and never seemed to end as the feline hissed angrily at no one. ”I will be good I promise, oh dear lords above!” Falling out of bed without her usual grace the girl hit the ground with a thud, thankfully landing on her backside as appose to her dainty face, though her hands were still gripped to the ends of her ears as the ruckus continued for a short while after.

Scrambling to her feet Cleo quickly released her ears, feeling a slight twinge after doing so due to her tight grip, and proceeded to run her fingers through her hair in a bid to make it look more presentable. Brushing down her clothes the girl could hardly do much else, believing she was running late or something along those lines at least, given her very, very rude awakening. Surely her teammates could hear it? They would soon enough, she amusingly thought. ”Guys, we don’t want to be late! I’ll catch you at class!” She called as she hurried out through the door, whether the boys heard would surely be proven later, when she’d next meet them.

That was if she too wasn’t late.

Some time later Cleo eventually arrived at the classroom, panting as she did so before opening the door and sliding into the classroom. So far there were only a few students, though more were quickly pouring in – thankfully. The feline joined the students and quickly headed into the room and took a seat towards the front surprisingly, not really a preference, but she did all the same for whatever reason. It wans’t long after settling into her new seat that the Headmaster arrived with a group of teachers.

“Good morning, all students. I believe that all of us have rested and ready for this morning...” As the man began to speak Cleo could already feel her sleepiness sinking in as his words went on, and on, and on. It wasn’t like she disliked him – she didn’t know him. However, that sharp awakening was not easily forgotten, and the feline just knew he was behind it. However, instantly a pair of fluffy white ears perked upright at the mentioning a particular sentence.

"I, Midora Kurayami, Headmaster and also a Mage Teacher, will look after group 3..."

Raising her head with a daunting look the feline could not believe what she was hearing. ”Oh crap he’s in charge of our group,” She whispered to herself, whining ever so quietly as her ears lowered just a little. ”…Am I being punished already? Pfft.”

”As for the first day, we will have different sessions for both Mages and Demons. Four Mages of four group, please follow me and Mikari-sensei to the training room. The rest of the Demon students will learn their introduction lecture with two ladies here. Let our first day begin.” Cleo watched as the mages began to leave with the two teachers, keeping an eye out for Ichiro before her attention shifed to the two demon teachers in charge of the rest of them. A slight smirk edged it’s way onto her lips as she began to wonder what their first class could be. Just then, she redirected her eyes and quickly scanned the room and got a better look at the other demons in her class – a few slightly intimidating whereas others were perhaps a bit too cute – and there was even a rabbit demon to her surprise, and a familiar face too but she’d leave it for later. Quickly though, she turned and looked to Bugby.

”Psst... These losers ain't got nothin' on us. We’re gonna have real fun, huh?” She could only hope no one misinterpreted that as a challenge. Not that she'd mind. That hellish wake-up call had already set her mood in motion. To pass the time the girl opted to lick the side of her hand and brush it softly against one of her ears, letting out a playful purr as she did so.

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Bad habits eventually have bad outcomes, and with a curfew set in place Etelka did not get a lot of sleep. When she had finally decided to venture out of the castle for the first time the sun did not agree with her eyes, and has never since, twenty plus years of darkness does that. As such she made a habit of traveling during night and hiding and sleeping during the day. This is why now at 7:00 am Etelka was rudely awoken by a terrible screech in her ears after only an hour or two of sleep. The sound caused an ache in her head that quickly went away, and from her perch looking over the side of the bed she saw Ms. Kou scouting the hallways for the sounds source.

No matter how rested she felt, which was negative amounts, Etelka had precious little time to prepare for class. It seemed her Mistress had already departed from the room so she had little to worry about in terms of tending to her whims, and that also meant the bathroom was most certainly available. She cleaned herself, dried herself, and then put on her dress in time to make it to class on time, although on an empty stomach. Etelka payed little mind on the position of her seat other then to avoid the side of the room near windows, she was exhausted and mostly just wanted to rest her eyes until it was time to 'learn'.

Of course she didn't get to rest long before the Headmaster arrived and addressed the students. It was mostly endless rabble Etelka barely cared to acknowledge, but eventually the demons were segregated from the mages and the two demon teachers were left to stare at their class. Etelka was not excited about this current classroom, she didn't even care to acknowledge her classmates existence, other demons would just either turn her on or annoy her. Adjusting herself to have good posture she kept her gaze on the teachers out front, hers was apparently the one with the creepy furred appendages, not that she liked the 'angel' wings any better.

Both of them bored her immensely, the one called Embla was down right unattractive to her and gave off no aura of particular power, and Ms. 'Angel' was also unexciting to look at and plain. Neither of them looked particularly strong and she was tempted to stare at their eyes and chomp on lip just to she what emotion would expand, but no that wasn't how to treat ones 'superiors', so she decided to simply wait for the lesson to start.