Assassination Club

Chapters

Week 1 Monday: Teacher and Assassin
Week 1 Tuesday: Welcome to the Club!
Week 1 Wednesday: Grasping the knife
Week 1 Thursday: An Assassin's Bloodlust (F. Shy)
Week 1 Thursday: Leap of Faith
Week 1 Friday: A grasping despair
Week 1 Friday: A grasping fight (F. Foot)
Week 1 Saturday: A grasping reveal
Week 2 Monday: New members, new bearings
Week 2 Tuesday: An Assassin's observation (N. Shiota)
Week 2 Wednesday: Persistence
Week 2 Thursday: Assassination 101 (F. Sentry)
Week 2 Friday: Preparations and warnings
Week 2 Sunday: The Day of Rest
Week 3 Tuesday: An unwelcome return
Week 3 Wednesday: A quick plan
Week 3 Thursday: A dishonourable strike
Week 3 Thursday: Aftermath and Revelation (F. Sentry)
Week 3 Friday: Sealed with a Laugh (P. Pie)
Week 3 Saturday: Free at last?
Week 4 Monday: Back in Business...
Week 4 Tuesday: A Challenge
Week 4 Wednesday: What it means to teach
Week 4 Thursday: A contest to remember
Week 4 Thursday: A Contest Spectacular
Week 4 Friday: A new shelter
Week 4 Sunday: A student's meeting and reflection (F. Shy)
Week 5 Monday: The training begins
Week 5 Tuesday: The Professor and the Magus
Week 5 Thursday: The Scent of Eucalyptus
Week 5 Friday: A Frantic and Fragmented School Day
Week 5 Friday: The After-School Push and Boop
Week 5 Saturday: An Assassin's Saturday (N. Shiota)
Week 5 Saturday: The meeting of the Overseers
Before Meeting the New Teacher...
Week 6 Monday: The Opening of the Colosseum (N. Shiota)
Week 6 Tuesday: A Soldier's Horror (F. Sentry)
Week 6 Wednesday: A sacrificial countermeasure
Week 6 Thursday: Flash's Exam (Beginning)
Week 6 Thursday: Flash's Exam (End)
Week 6 Friday: Unshakeable Joy (Soarin)
Week 6 Sunday: 'Rest' for the teachers...
Week 7 Monday: Everfree's Arrival
Week 7 Tuesday: Cover Blown
Week 7 Wednesday: The girl labelled 194 (Bon Bon)
Week 7 Friday: The students' choice
Week 1 Monday (Prologue): Meet the New Teacher!
Week 3 Monday: Justice and Infiltration
Week 5 Wednesday: Burned into the mind (T. Lane)
Week 7 Thursday: Catching the dragon (C. Chaser)
Week 7 Saturday: The somewhat normal life of Coach Justice (M. Kimura)

Week 1 Monday: Teacher and Assassin

Author's Note

Spoilers about Assassination Classroom is heavy here, if you don't want to be spoiled, here's the simple terms:

Nagisa Shiota's secret has been revealed as having been an Assassin. Fluttershy was unsure whether to do it or not, then Nagisa gave away his 'spoiler'-filled story. After that, Fluttershy convinced Nagisa to do what he came to do: Teach the students to be confident of themselves. So in the end, Nagisa organised and established the club for special tutoring.

Week 1 Monday: Teacher and Assassin

The end of the school hours had arrived, and as Fluttershy promised, the shy student walked up to the classroom that the hamsters trashed before, and meekly knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Nagisa called, and Fluttershy did as she was told.

"Ah! I'm happy that you've come!" Nagisa welcomed the student with a big beaming smile. Fluttershy looked to the side, ashamed and shy to make eye contact with the teacher she wronged.

Nagisa picked up on this behaviour and changed his tone, "Hey, there's no need to be afraid or shy. I'm not angry at you at all. I understand that animals can be fickle nowadays and that what you've done was an accident. I was just, you know... Taken by surprise." Fluttershy continued looking away, her cheeks now blushing red.

"I-I know we've gotten off the wrong footing here, but let me repeat myself that I am not angry. In fact, I'd like to learn more about you. After all, how can a teacher teach his students if he doesn't understand them?" Fluttershy continued to remain silent. Nagisa, feeling quite flustered by the girl's behaviour, decided to change the topic.

"Okay then, if you're still upset about what happened, the best you can do to is to clean up as the Vice-Principal asked you to do. Is that too much to ask?" Though Fluttershy was still looking away, she gave a shake of her head.

"Great!" Nagisa sighed with relief, "you responded! That's a good start! In that case, all you just have to do place a bunch of files at the back of the classroom in their respective cabinets below. They should be marked by post-it notes so you know where to put them in."

Fluttershy nodded in response and scurried to the back of the class, sorting through the required stack of papers and placing them where they were meant to be. As she was busy doing her job, Nagisa stopped his and pulled out a small notebook. Sitting in his seat, he observed Fluttershy's movements, emotions and behaviour while she continued stacking and putting away papers. The teacher quickly jotted down her name and a few observations from her initial glimpse. After a few seconds of quick scribbling, Nagisa resumed his work of putting away his own things, then cleaning up the fodder and hay left by the hamsters during the afternoon.

"Say uh..." Nagisa spoke up, "I kind of forgotten your name when the Vice-Principal introduced you. Let me reintroduce myself in person once again. I'm Nagisa Shiota, I guess you can call me Mr Shiota according to your Country. May I know your name?"

"I'm uh... I'm Fluttershy..." Fluttershy whispered back,

"Come again?" Nagisa spoke, straining his ear to hear.

"I'm Fluttershy..." Fluttershy replied with an even lower volume.

"I'm sorry, louder please?" Nagisa asked again. This time, Fluttershy meekly squealed in absolute embarrassment and shyness.

"I see... I understand..." Nagisa bowed, looking through his notes. "Listen, whatever concern you have about me, I'm completely over it. All is forgiven. You can trust me. Just think of me like every other teacher, caring and all-sorts."

"Y-Yes, sir..." Fluttershy spoke back, undeterred. Nagisa smiled as both went back to work. Whilst Nagisa managed to sweep the floor clean, Fluttershy had only one last binder of papers to put away. When she opened the last drawer, the sight of something completely out of the ordinary was left there instead. Fluttershy pulled out the item and examined it with the greatest bewildered face. Within her two hands, she held one of the most common yet feared items of almost all of humankind. How in the world did this teacher come to possessions with it? Is he one of 'those' guys? With so many feelings going on in her mind, she pushes aside her comfort zone to know.

"Mr Shiota?" Fluttershy turned to the teacher,

Nagisa turned back with another big smile, "Hey! You actually called me by name! That's another big step! What can I do for--" His innocent smile faded away in a guilty realisation that a student of Canterlot High found one of the possessions he swore to kept secret from his workplace.

"Wh-What are you doing keeping this here?" Fluttershy asked, holding out a pistol with her bare hands, "Why do you have a... Why do you have a gun in the class???"

"Oh, well... It's quite hard to explain." Nagisa spoke,

"Tell me now, or I'll tell the Principal!" Fluttershy wearily demanded. "Guns shouldn't be kept in school or even anywhere in Equestria!"

Nagisa was amused at the girl's behaviour, placing a hand on his chin in thought. Dropping his cheerful demeanour, he changed to a more cunning tone and stance. "Hmm... And you wish to know the reasons why I carry such a dangerous weapon, rather than running to the Principal immediately? Do you know how risky it is to demand questions from a person who can easily take your life?"

"Well..." Fluttershy gulped, her hands and legs completely shaking,

"Even if you get the answers that you so wish for, do you think you can walk away here alive?" Nagisa continued, now walking towards Fluttershy, "If an assassin's identity has been discovered by a random passerby, would they let that person go scot-free? It should also be obvious that they would perform any means necessary to save their hide." Fluttershy winced at the word 'assassin'. She has heard it countless times in stories, games and movies. A word to describe someone whose occupation was to take the lives of people for a living.

"No..." Fluttershy responded meekly, but with a small tone of confidence. With that confidence, the girl held the pistol by its grip and pointed the open-ended barrel straight at her 'teacher' with shaking hands.

"What another surprise!" A small grin appeared on Nagisa's face, "So you also want to stay alive too. Not bad, most people I know would beg for mercy without putting up a fight."

"No." Fluttershy repeated, her confidence slowly building, "tell me why you have a gun, or I will shoot you with it!"

"Brave and courageous too. I knew that within that shy demeanour of yours, there's a lion willing to fend for her life." Nagisa admired as he rummaged for something in his back pockets, his gaze still locked on, "then let me see what you will do... If you are placed on equal grounds." Spurring his arm back in front, a similar pistol appeared in Nagisa's grip, and raised it straight towards Fluttershy, fully confident and firm.

"Aahh..." Fluttershy's confidence dropped. The pistol she held in her two hands, was shaking but retaining its aim at her target in question. In contrast, the target was pointing the same type of gun right back at her, directly aimed at her head without any flinch or hesitation.

Fluttershy wasn't so sure on what was causing her to quake in fear again, the fact that the teacher was holding a gun directly at her, or at the very look the teacher was giving her. His azure eyes were covered by the shade of his hair, his pupils and azure iris sharp as a snake. The teacher she saw was no longer cheerful or easy-going as before, but a man who lusts for blood and killing, a man who was absolutely confident in his actions, a man whose personality can be described as nothing else but the word he used, assassin. No matter which factor, Fluttershy was truly scared. To run, to move, to scream, to shoot. But something was driving her to understand something important, and fuelled her demand to know even more.

"No..." She repeated, "no I'm not a lion. Please tell me."

"Still persistent in knowing I see." Nagisa replied, "let me ask again, why do you want to know why I carry a weapon? I can just take your life right here right now, and all will be for nought."

"No..." Fluttershy repeated, her mind quickly rushing through everything that happened today, "no you're not."

"What did you say?" Nagisa snapped, "surely you didn't repeat no again, you added some more words to it."

"You're not going to. You won't. I know you won't!" Fluttershy elaborated, the gun still pointed at the man.

"You know? You know I won't what? Shoot you? That's really, really bold of you to say!" Nagisa chuckled,

"No! I know you are not going to shoot!" Fluttershy raised her voice.

"Really then?" Nagisa challenged, his face completely full of bloodlust, "then tell me now. Why do you know I won't shoot? Why do you want to know why I keep guns with me so badly?" He tightened his grip on the pistol, "tell me!"

"Because..." Fluttershy started, her mind rushing to the memory of the teacher buried underneath the hamsters and papers,

"Because..." She then looked at the memory of the happy-but-clumsy teacher introducing himself in his casual clothes and awkward bucket hat.

"Because!" And finally to the memory of how Luna bowed to him, to his kind and welcoming personality while cleaning the classroom only a few minutes ago. How eager he was to communicate and speak, how eager he was to learn and understand her, no matter how much she tried to shy away. Though out of fear and desperation, she discovered her reason and answer. With a deep breath, she yelled out in fear and certainty.

"Because I don't know! I believe instead!" Fluttershy corrected, "I have no evidence but my own eyes and word! You're caring, you're funny, you're kind, you're forgiving. The few times I saw you in the assembly, classroom, and the office, I can say for sure that you are a teacher! I can't... I won't take you for an assassin! You've got a different reason for carrying these guns, and that's the reason why I want to know! Until you actually give your word, you are a teacher to me, not an assassin!"

"I'm sorry, can you repeat that?" Nagisa prompted,

"You are not an assassin, you are a teacher! I believe that in you Mr Shiota!" Fluttershy yelled for the last time. The man stood back in small awe, admiring the bravery and faith of this shy student.

"Wow... You really are an amazing student." Nagisa spoke, lowering his gun, "you believe that I'm a Teacher. No one has ever said that. Thank you. Thank you so much." Nagisa flashed his happiest smile as he swiftly raised his pistol towards the girl and fired.

Fluttershy screamed as she fell to the floor in defeat and sadness, crying as she waited for her grim fate. After a few seconds of screaming, her anguish and voice died down as she realised she wasn't feeling any pain or death. Looking all around her body, there was no sign of any bullet hole. Rather, she noticed a pink small sphere slowly rolling away on the floor. Looking back up at her 'killer'. The blue haired teacher lowered his non-smoking gun with a face of guilt and fear over what he did, the same thing Fluttershy felt at the Vice-Principal's Office.

"You're right." Nagisa released a big sorrowful sigh, "I am a teacher, not an assassin. I swore and promised my family and teacher that I would aspire to protect and teach those who really need it. May the Goddesses rightfully strike me if I ever do any harm to my students."

"S-Sir?" Fluttershy inquired, picking up the pink sphere for further information.

"Exactly how you see it." Nagisa nodded, as he took Fluttershy's pistol from her and removed the clip. "These are air guns loaded with ball-bearings. All are classified as non-lethal, so they are in a way, legal weapons." He passed the clip to Fluttershy. There were multiple pink ball-bearings packed in a small cylinder within the clip. "They may be a teensy bit bigger than usual BB pellets, but they're softer than Paintballs (though they still hurt) designed for wounding something else rather than humans."

"Some... Octopus?" Fluttershy asked as she examined the picture on the BB she held in her hands with care. An Octopus with a rather creepy smile, with a rectangle-like sign with a line across the corners, the initials 'S.A.A' and 'U.S.O' could be seen on top and bottom of the octopus.

"Anti-Sensei Weapons.' Nagisa answered, "it's part of a memento of mine."

"I see..." Fluttershy listened with intrigue, her fear now replaced with concern and relief, "then it must have been some experience to keep these air guns as a memento."

"Do you know what sensei means?" Nagisa asked,

Fluttershy answered, "I believe it means 'Teacher' in Neighponese." She realised what she just said and continued, "Anti-Teacher Weapons!? What school or country would allow weapons to harm their very own teachers!?"

"That octopus on the BB, that's exactly what my teacher looks like. Albeit a bit bigger, yellow, and with graduating scholar clothes." Nagisa explained, passing a photograph to Fluttershy. "Yes, that's my teacher. We called him Korosensei. It means 'unkillable-teacher'. He was the one responsible for blowing up 70% of the moon and was going to do the same to the world we live in. Needless to say, that means he needed to die, to be 'assassinated'. What does he do? Instead of being some murderous, giggling, psychopath, he taught me and the rest of my former class as our teacher, including assassination as a subject. At that time, we were a group of 'rejects' and 'failures' looked down upon by the rest of the school and possibly society. Despite being a monster capable of destroying the world, he was anything BUT. Rather, he was a teacher to me and the rest of the class through and through. He taught us properly, he gave us the will to be confident in ourselves, he protected us from harm, all the things he taught us, it made us on what we wanted to be in the future. To that extent, most of the class questioned on why he must die."

Fluttershy peered at the photograph. She saw the yellow octopus-like creature described by Nagisa, happily smiling with his smooth tentacles wrapped around his budding students, who were also giving off smiles, frowns, and what not. Fluttershy noticed a girl with very short pigtails wearing male clothes and wondered why she looked so familiar, until she compared the student in the photo, to the teacher currently in front of her.

"Mr Shiota... Did you look like a girl during your high school days?" Fluttershy asked,

Nagisa jumped in surprise, his turn to look and feel embarrassed. "That's uh... That's actually another long story which I may be interested in telling later, but not right now! And I was still in Junior High School," The once-scary teacher became flustered with the blink of an eye, and Fluttershy couldn't help but give a small laugh at the change of behaviours.

"Sorry about that sir. Please continue."

"Okay then," Nagisa continued, "so as we spent more time under his tutelage, we discovered more about his origin and past. He was a human, just like us. Rather, he was the first 'God of Death', the world's masterful and dangerous assassin, a man who left nothing but a pile of corpses behind him, capable of breaking through the strictest and strongest of security teams and assassinating the highest-value of targets. All because he was raised in an environment where no one could trust each other but themselves."

"That's horrible..." Fluttershy covered her hands in fear,

"It also turns out that it wasn't him that destroyed the moon, but rather the experiments that made him 'Korosensei' that destroyed the moon. In other words, he was a time-bomb rather than the perpetrator. Once we found out, we were desperate to find a way to prevent him from exploding without killing him, which we did."

"He is certainly a great man. Did it work?"

"Yes, we found a way to prevent him from exploding beyond the deadline so that he could live. But... There was one last incident with the people who made the experiments, and it left him very wounded and damaged, not before killing those responsible. In the end, he wanted his class to seal the deal, and we... Unanimously agreed to do so, even with all the things he had done for each and every one of us. He understood, and so did we, that he really had to die."

"I'm so sorry for your loss, and the fact you had to dirty your hands because of it." Fluttershy covered her mouth once again,

"It's hard, I know. But in the end, he left me with something important. From what he has experienced and his goal of a teacher. I want to do the same too, to teach those who weren't given the chance to. Those who are ridiculed and rejected by the ever-fickle society, the 'rabble', the 'trash', the 'heretic'. Like a Doctor, he came to heal the sick, and like a certain holy figure, she came to help the sinful rather than the righteous. That's what I'm doing as a teacher. The weapons and photograph? That's the memento, the proof of how I became what I am now. Does that satisfy you?"

Fluttershy looked intently back at the man who has given his life story and firmly nodded, "Yes. I understand completely Mr Shiota." She offered back the photograph, "Once again, I'm sorry for your loss, but I'm really happy that you've decided to share your memento with me."

Ignoring the photograph, Nagisa offered his hand as a means to get her off the floor. "Listen Fluttershy. I'm really, really sorry to have threatened or scared you like this. After all, this isn't how I deal with my former students back in Neighpon. This is a foreign country with her foreign residents, and the situation we got ourselves in was definitely not ordinary stuff back there. Can you please forgive me?"

Fluttershy thought long about this, and accepted the teacher's arm to prop herself fully back up, a sweet smile appeared on her face, "Sure! I completely understand."

Nagisa blushed at the sight of the shy student, taken aback by how cute she is. Remembering his professionalism, he quickly shook it off and continued on further, "Listen. I don't know what you are going to do now that you've noticed I'm carrying and stashing weapons in school, even if non-lethal and legal."

"Weapons? You've got more of those things?" Fluttershy pointed at the pistols,

"Knives, rifles, grenades, maybe more." Nagisa clarified, "oops, I really shouldn't have said that. But anyway, now that you've put your belief and trust in me, the choice is now in your hands. You can choose to tell the principal now about my secret, and I'll leave without any complaint. I won't harm you any further, and you'll never hear from me again. I promise not to harm you or anyone in this school, especially after how the Principal and Vice-Principal accepted me."

"Slow down Mr Shiota." Fluttershy spoke, "you said you came here to teach. To teach others to become self-confident in their studies and more. If you were there for the entire assembly, you should know by now that the school's falling exactly on that."

"I-I'm sure there are teachers out there that could be better than I am."

"Hardly. I have never seen a teacher such as you this easy-going, trustworthy, and everything that a teacher should be, minus the guns and assassin backstory of course." Fluttershy continued, "you see. I know a few friends and other students that have been suffering because of their grades, and some claim that it wasn't their fault. Well, they are half-right to be exact, but it's not just because of their lack of motivation alone. There are other cases. At lunchtime, the boy that was with me was talking about the same thing on how the strife of society and the world expects him to be 'something', when all he's been given is 'nothing' but just someone who has a connection to someone important, and he gets crap for it, even denied the chance to explore his own self, to expand on what he's been ridiculed for. No teacher has come forward to talk about it. If anyone could reach out to him, it can be you."

"That's a giant compliment." Nagisa beamed, "I'd be happy to learn more about other students here!"

"Oh no, he's not the only one. There's also another guy I've seen in my class. He's considered the school's biggest problem student because of his COMPLETE lack of motivation. He gets into so much trouble with the teachers because of that. His stubborn laziness also seemed to have infuriated the teachers to almost be like--"

"You GOOD-FOR-NOTHING SCUM!!!" A loud voice boomed from outside the classroom. The teacher and student peeked out of the glass pane of the classroom door, eager to see what has transpired.

"--Like that." Fluttershy finished. Nagisa watched a dark-grey skinned student with a mohawk of different whitish shades stroll out of another class with a disgruntled face, with a very angry teacher behind him.

"Jeez teach, can't you stop yelling? It's the end of school, time for me to go now." The student moaned, "why don't you save that for the next Friendship games?"

"You dare joke about your situation!? This is your own future you are talking about! What you do after you leave is going to be heavily impacted by what you do in School right now!!!"

"You're getting angry just for me? Aww... You do care!" The student mocked, "but I don't need that. Why don't you get in line with the rest of the teachers who always like to talk about my future?"

"Lose that attitude now Thunderlane, or you will NEVER get anywhere in life! I swear with every bone in my body!"

"Well good! Life's a crying joke when people aren't happy with what you do. This is my own life, my freedom! I don't need my parents or teachers telling me what's best. I can do my things by my own damn self!" The student named Thunderlane retorted, and left in a huff, leaving the mad teacher completely infuriated.

"This isn't over you know. The next moment the tutoring group system is going up, I am going to make sure you are permanently part of one! The Principal and Vice-Principal knows of your insufferable behaviour!"

"Wow, Neighponese teachers don't even come close to being this angry," Nagisa remarked with a whistle, as he saw the delinquent student strut across the hallways, even to the point of flipping the bird back at his teacher... And everyone who witnessed the fight. Except that he did not notice the two peeping toms from the classroom door.

"How come he didn't see us peeking through the windows?" Fluttershy noticed after Thunderlane's angry bird flipping.

"I fitted the room with sound-muting objects so that this entire classroom is soundproof. No one can hear what's going on in here, but we can hear what's going on outside. As for the windows and doors, I applied a special tinting surface that makes the windows go one way. We can see what's going on outside the hallways and yard outside, but no one can see what's going on inside here. That's why the room was still a complete mess when you came in."

"Isn't that, you know... Against the law?"

"Not if no one finds out!" Nagisa chuckled, raising a finger to his lips for secrecy.

"Alright then." Fluttershy rolled her eyes, "back to the situation. Thunderlane is a bigger mess than he takes pride to be, a completely different level to Flash. As you can see, he's always like this. He misbehaves, lazes around, and only participates in things he likes such as sport and parkour, and he rarely practices for that either."

"Ouch, he's a bigger hothead than Terasaka ever was."

"I respect his decisions and what he does, but it's come to a point where I really am worried that his antics of 'freedom' is going to place him in an irreversible situation for the worse. Two of his closest friends AND younger brother are trying to help him out, and even he rejects the three of them."

"He must have a horrible history. But if he wants to be like that, I would worry what his future is going to be, just like that teacher."

"Yep. Sometimes, when the school is looked upon, it involves quite scary and dangerous incidents, and although they were quite 'magical' and out of this world, the reality of the school is that we are really heading for the deep end in what a school is supposed to be, and forgive my strong words, possibly heading for Hell."

"Well, whether the existence of such a realm is true or not, it certainly is something that should be avoided at all costs. I guess I've got a lot of my work cut out for me." Nagisa sighed, scratching his head.

"And that's what I want you to do," Fluttershy spoke, her tone changed into something serious.

"Pardon?"

"I don't want to hold blackmail on you, and I don't want you to feel shameful of keeping these 'weapons' as a memento. I also don't want to hold you liable for any favours or special requests. Forget about me spilling the beans, I want you to promise me something." Fluttershy spoke,

Nagisa's eyes widened in wonder at the shy but marvellous lady before her, "I am all ears Fluttershy."

"You became a teacher as an example of how your assassin teacher taught you. You wanted to be an example of how caring a teacher he is, and how he can always see the good in everyone, even tackling the biggest of problem schools, where I'm sure loads of other teachers would have given up by now. You came to Equestria to be your 'Korosensei'. Well, can you be that way to Canterlot High School, especially with the crisis we're facing right now? Teach us all that Korosensei has taught you. Can you promise me that?"

Nagisa gulped, "E-Everything? Listen, teaching the student body on how to become assassins is that last thing I want to do. That's a path that could lead you to an irreversible future you know."

Fluttershy persisted, "When I said I believe that you were a teacher before an assassin, I didn't say it just as a last-ditch effort to save myself. I still believe, even more so now that you shared your past with me. If you still have these assassin techniques to this day, then you must have been using it for something beneficial to teaching. In that case, I'll still put my trust in you. You know what to teach, and although many other students will not be as open as I am, as long as you still follow the syllabus provided by the school, I'm happy to put my learning in your hands. And... It's your choice if you want me to wield those weapons." She raised a hand, "Deal?"

"Fluttershy Fluttershy Fluttershy..." Nagisa shook his head, a laugh of mockery escaped from his mouth, "You are the kindest girl ever to exist in this world with very supportive words, and I thank the Goddesses for that, whether they exist or not. That being said, the world is a scary place and I know many cruel people can take advantage over your kindness for their own gains. Not to mention that in today's society, people are completely sick and tired of this optimistic, kind, goody-two-shoes behaviour."

"I'll be sure that I can tell the difference between those who really need it, and those who are just selfish." Fluttershy reasoned,

"Even so, someone in the world can still hold a negative opinion towards you. But for all that's worth, even if the world or the spiritual realms go against you, never lose that kindness. It is an important reminder to the entire world that there is someone who is completely worth it." Nagisa finished, grabbing Fluttershy's hand and shaking it firmly. "The classroom is clear of debris and rubbish. You are free to go now."

"Thank you... Mr Shiota." Fluttershy smiled once again, this time beaming her teeth ever so brightly.

"Y-You know you can call me Shiota-Sensei or Sensei. After all, I am Neighponese!" Nagisa chuckled, his face becoming bashfully rosy once more.

"Thank you very much Sensei!" Fluttershy waved goodbye as she exited the school grounds. "See you tomorrow in class!"

"Anytime Fluttershy!" Nagisa waved back, "Definitely looking forward to seeing you in class!" He laughed as he watched the girl disappear into the distance. "Wow, she's definitely going to have a bright future ahead of her!"

"Mr Shiota," Vice-Principal spoke, watching the two from behind.

"Oh! Vice-Principal!" Nagisa turned around, quickly offering a hand for the Vice-Principal to shake, "still working the late hours?"

"Please forgive Fluttershy for her actions." Luna continued, shaking his hand, "We're sorry that thou must experience your first day with a problem. She never was like this in the first place."

"Hey, the time spent with her has convinced me that this was just a one-off accident. Definitely never to happen again. As long as that glass fence is fixed."

"Re-tightened," Luna remarked,

"So uh, recall that in the assembly that a majority of the students' grades are beginning to fall?" Nagisa inquired,

"Yes. That's why we are beginning to establish various tutoring systems in order to help assist the students with their studies so they will improve by miles. It's a well-practised system in many private schools, and various private tutor agencies make a profit out of that."

"Okay then, is it too early to say if I can have in on this?" Nagisa asked,

"But Mr Shiota, thou are just new here. Thy may have years of teaching under your belt, but alas this is a foreign country. Some ways of learning may be different than thy own, surely other experienced teachers can relieve that burden. Maybe next year perhaps?"

"Well, Ms Fluttershy was certainly willing for me to be a strong teacher. Perhaps she really isn't all that different from Neighponese students."

"Touched by the students we see. Well, if thy truly desire, then by all means. We can establish thy name to be a part of the tutoring program, but it's going to involve more time and effort, and it's not going to increase the numbers on thy paycheck either. Art thou fine with that?"

"No Vice-Principal. I want more." Nagisa refused,

"Mr Shiota, we understand that teachers also need welfare to make a living, but just like everyone, we are also strapped for funds." Luna's eyes furrowed, and Nagisa felt a chill down his spine.

"Oh no! I don't mean a rise in salary." Nagisa corrected, "I mean the workload. Instead of being part of just a program... May I?" Nagisa corrected as he passed a piece of paper filled with notes and plans.

"Oh, this is very intriguing. If thou art really willing to pull in that amount of work, we and the school board may consider increasing thy payroll after all." Luna read,

"Not about the money Vice-Principal. It's about the students and their future. After all, we've been given the opportunity to be what we want to be, why not them?"

"Thy tongue of silver and gold is worth even more! Very well then, we can make arrangements with Principal Celestia, and thou can start tomorrow with a message across the student body. We can guarantee that it may turn the heads of students thanks to today's announcements. But perhaps thou have a guaranteed number of students in mind?"

"I've got one, Fluttershy." Nagisa spoke, "I think she's a great first candidate, and she also recommended me to a few other students who could use the help. Also wrote them down on the same note." At that information, Luna continued reading, and her eyes widened in shock and wonder at one specific name.

"This is as big as a challenge as it can get Mr Shiota. Almost every teacher has complained about his behaviour, and it's not faring any better. Are you sure you can stuff him under your wing?"

"Someone has to do it. After all, he reminds me of a close friend. I believe that one of his teachers has guaranteed to put him in one after all."

"Yes," Luna sighed, "Mr Meliodas did come into our office requiring him to be permanently placed into one. Are thou still sure about this?"

"I am willing, fair Vice-Principal." Nagisa nodded, imitating Luna's language, "besides, it shall be a wonder and a sight to behold."

Week 1 Tuesday: Welcome to the Club!

Nagisa's Notes

Fluttershy
Blue-Eyed, Pink-Haired, Yellow-Skinned. Student of Canterlot High School

1. As her name implies, she is quite shy when meeting new people. A little bit timid to boot. But brave and persistent when pushed back

2. Adores animals and music

3. Her kindness knows no bounds

4. Always sees the light reason behind every dark concern.

"Attention Students. This is your Principal speaking. Starting today, the Special Tutorship Club is now established. This will be the start of making the new supplementary tutor groups to combat the drop in grades. This club will be run by Nagisa Shiota, the new teacher from yesterday. It will begin during lunchtime, and further information such as future meetings and attendances can be found out in the class. It is highly recommended that you check it out. After all, Mr Shiota seems to be giving it his all. So if you want to do it for yourself, also do it for him."

For once, Fluttershy had never felt so excited when it came to her first extra-curricular club. It was a shame though, that her actual friends decided not to come with her to study together.

"But you guys, it's more fun to spend time together!" Fluttershy replied, "after all, we aren't going to stay in High School forever!"

"Eh. Ah understand you mean very well, and ah also think that takin' initiative is important an all, but you know ah've got a lot of other concerns outside of School and... Ah don' think ah have enough time to fit in extra tutoring." Applejack answered,

"Nah, not really interested. Working base minimum works for me!" Rainbow added,

"Well, I haven't seen any of my grades dropping, so I think I'm doing just fine." Rarity answered,

"Same here..." Twilight scratched her head, "despite moving schools, exams here doesn't seem that bad at all!"

"Don't worry about it! At least tell us how it went! If it goes bad, you always have us for studying!!!" Pinkie Pie remarked,

"Sure thing. Then take care now." Fluttershy waved good-bye as she ran down the hallway. The 6 girls looked at each other with baffled looks,

"How interesting... You think she's still in trouble with the New Teacher?" Sunset asked,

"I'm pretty sure there's a good plot reason behind it! Who knows?" Pinkie replied, "some of us might end up joining too!"

Meanwhile, Nagisa stared outside the classroom windows, wearing a new set of clothes consisting of a white button-up shirt, long grey well-ironed trousers, and his deep blue waistcoat, taking in the Equestrian skies while talking to one of his cherished friends.

"Yeah! It's brilliant. You know, all of us should actually take a trip to Equestria. I mean, Karma and I only visited one area of Equestria, so it would be great to see the actual mainland!"

"What about the new school that you've joined?" The phone responded,

"Little bit of a rocky start, but I've managed to sink into the school system. Now I'm the adviser/supervisor/organiser of an Extracurricular club!"

"You must have some influence on the teachers to pull that off. Great as always Nagisa!"

"Actually, I'd daresay more that it's the students influencing me. One particular got me to take on the extra work. Which reminds me, the first club meeting will be happening soon. "

"Isn't that precious. Well then, I hope you've got your plans set for your future in Equestria."

"Bye!" Nagisa replied as he hung up. Taking a deep breath, he quickly sorted out the notes, instructions and rules regarding the establishment and maintenance of a club. With some last-minute reading, he has covered all he needed, ready for the sound of approaching feet.

"Sensei!" A Pink-haired girl walked into the room with a wide warm smile, "good afternoon!"

"Fluttershy!" Nagisa bowed in response, "and I see you've brought a partner too!" He turned to the bright orange-skinned boy, "nice to meet you uh..."

"Flash Sentry," Flash returned with a bow of his own, "nice to meet you in person, Sir. Or, should I call you sensei like Fluttershy does?"

"I'm fine with any nickname, as long as it suits you!" Nagisa smiled,

"Very well. Thank you Sir," Flash replied,

"So I heard that you're a part of the reason for CHS' falling grades?" Nagisa asked,

Flash sighed, "and something that I wish to change as well. I hope that I would come here without being reminded of my plight."

"Don't worry," Nagisa replied, "you've definitely come to the right place, and I'm here to help you as the organiser and teacher of the Special Tutorship Club!"

"Is that the name you're going to stay with? Rather lame if you ask me..." Another voice came from behind, the voice of a dark-grey skinned and whitish-haired male.

"And I believe you are Thunderlane." Nagisa looked towards the third student with a little gulp, "I've heard a lot about you."

"You got a problem with that?" Thunderlane arched his eye,

"Not until I hear it straight from the horse's mouth, or see it from the eagle's eye." Nagisa peacefully replied, "Starting from here on, I'll make sure you're going through what you need, not your fellow students or teachers."

"Sounds promising." Thunderlane scoffed, "but it's going to take more than that to get me to work."

"May all of you take a seat? Perhaps closer to the front for a start?" Nagisa suggested, closing the classroom door.

Flash and Fluttershy sat directly in front of their new Tutor, while Thunderlane decided to sit at the far back of the classroom. Nagisa noted the seating position for a later time and continued.

"Is this going to be everyone for now? I kind of expected about ten or so students. No offence, but do Equestrian students normally turn up late?"

"Let me give you some advice teach." Thunderlane spoke up, "whatever the staff tells you about the students, they mean it but we don't. All the Vice-Principal gave you were half-truths. We're not as much interested in any of the subjects taught but ones that are easy or interesting for us."

"I believe I can be witness to this." Flash nodded, "No matter where in the school, I can always hear numerous gossip regarding almost all subjects in school. Especially those regarding Foreign Languages, English, Maths, and Wisdom, Life and Faith (WLF) or more known as Religious Studies. This school was founded and formed from a unity of the major faiths of the four Goddesses after all."

"Let's just say that not everyone is happy with a certain something, okay?" Thunderlane spoke again, "and some do have guilt trips when gossip gets out you know."

"Really, that apathetic? Wow..." Nagisa hung his head in shame, "so much for having the challenge to build a strong working environment."

"Don't worry sir," Fluttershy encouraged, "Since this is the start of the week, we do spread the word regarding the effectiveness of the class. If you do exceptionally, then the club will be encouraged more, and students will pour in. Who knows? Maybe you can establish a separate tuition program for the school, you'd gain a whole lot more than the average payroll!"

"Woah Woah Woah... I may need money like everyone else in the world, but only just to survive. I'm here to help students learn, not to get rich from doing it."

"Now that is certainly interesting..." Thunderlane smirked, "a teacher who puts students first than himself. It's cute and nice, I'll admit it. But that mindset isn't going to last for long."

"It won't get me down." Nagisa chuckled, "I've uh... Managed to find some ways around it."

"Well, Sensei? We are waiting." Fluttershy asked,

"Since this is our first day here, I'd like each and every one of us to properly introduce ourselves, is it okay if we can huddle together as a group?"

Thunderlane moaned, "I'm not moving. Too much effort."

"Okay then," Nagisa sighed, "anywhere is fine. In that case, let me reintroduce myself if you forgot yesterday. My name is Nagisa Shiota, from Neighpon. Aside from being a new member of the Languages Department, I am now officially the organiser and supervisor of the Special Tuition Club. You may call me by any nickname you wish. Sir, Sensei (which is Neighponese for teacher), or... Teach."

"Then... Perhaps you don't mind if I call you Ms Shiota?" Fluttershy asked with the most innocent and sweetest smile.

Nagisa corrected with a twinge of fear, "... Okay then, anything BUT calling me a woman."

"Where did that come from Fluttershy?" Flash asked,

"It's a secret! Better if you found out for yourself." Fluttershy giggled,

"Anyways, I'd be happy to give a brief description of what Neighpon is like. Geography, city and country-life, style, and so on. Or, I can talk a little bit more about my personal life, and how I managed to become a teacher! To keep things brief, I was inspired by my own teacher when I was in Junior High School, he's the kindest, nicest, and most determined teacher to help us discover our own fates, interest, and whatnot. Goes by the name of Ko-"

"Hey Teach?" Thunderlane butted in, "we're not kids you know. Can you skip the niceties and credentials and do what you were paid to do?"

"Thunderlane," Nagisa explained, "that's exactly what I'm trying to do. In order to teach you guys to be ready for your future lives, it's essential that we get to properly know one another. That way, we can teach each other important things in life. Besides, this is a tutoring class, not your usual lessons. Here, you bring what you have concerns about, rather than learn something new, and that's where I come in to help you. That's what this club is all about!"

"Really now???" Thunderlane snapped, standing up in a challenge, "Then let me make this clear, I didn't come here to make friends. Copy? I came here to learn, snappily if I must add too."

"Then you can always walk out the door." Nagisa answered, his tone no longer cheerful, jerking a thumb at the door, "However, it's also going to earn the ire of your concerned teachers as well. But I care, and I heavily implore you to stay. So that I will be able to design a way for you to learn and study without expending too much of your energy!"

"Listen Thunderlane," Flash added, "I share some sentiments with you regarding the progress of learning over socialising, but who says they can't go together? Learning and studying as a group, answering each other's problems and questions. You can answer not only questions regarding education but many other things in the world that you are struggling with. Less effort from studying and things get done faster."

"Can it 'Brad'!" Thunderlane retorted, "Getting lectured by you is the last thing I want to hear! You're just an everyday student with nothing to gain or lose!"

"Mock my pride, personality and life for all I care!" Flash stood up, slamming his desk on the way, "But for the sake of Mr Shiota and everyone who comes here, get a grip on your damn self!"

"Hey! Can you two stop fighting?" Fluttershy butted in with a loud bellow, silencing both the boys "Both of you have faults that I can point out! But now is not the time to throw words at each other! We all came for a reason, so let's stick to it!"

"That would be a good idea..." Nagisa added, "especially when there's bound to be a few new people coming up right now!"

Accurately predicted, a knocking came from the door once again.

"Come in!" Nagisa spoke, and from the door came two students that everyone would not have expected.

"Mr Shiota?" A black spiky-haired boy with whitish-blue entered the class. Followed by a white-haired, teal-coloured girl; Both wearing special sports uniforms that signify their position within the school. "Sorry, we're late. We explained a lot to our Captain."

"No way," Flash gasped, his previous anger completely lost. "Soarin, and Fleetfoot?"

"Two of the three flagship members of the Wonderbolts." Thunderlane whistled, "something big must be going on for one of CHS' cream of the crop to come here."

"Y-Yes." Fleetfoot, the girl, sighed in embarrassment, "I know it's really uncommon to see us here, but because of our sporting efforts and dedication, the two of us are also falling on our grades, and we'd need all the help we can get."

"I see. Soarin..." Nagisa looked at the boy, "... And Fleetfoot!" Then towards the girl, and scribbled down a few notes. "It's nice to meet you. And welcome aboard."

"Mr Shiota, if it's okay if you can do us a favour..." Soarin replied,

"Is it alright that you try not to tell anyone that we're coming to tutor-class?" Fleetfoot finished,

Nagisa easily recognised what was at stake for them. As Thunderlane had said, the 'Wonderbolts' must be big stuff in this school, or the only big thing when it comes to sports. Although he always remembered not to take stereotypes seriously, it is hard when such secrets between being sportsmen are those who desperately need to learn are a part of that same stereotype. Simply so, it can cause quite a conflict and a question of their reputation for those of Equestrian schools. Making sure that he was still in a foreign country, Nagisa decided to take it slowly.

"No one must know of your presence here. Duly noted." Nagisa wrote a few more notes, "But... Are you sure you must keep such a big secret? Everyone knows they'll eventually have to work hard on their academics, even the sports stars. Stardom never lasts forever. But regardless, your secrets are safe with me."

"Oh! Thank you, Mr Shiota!" Fleetfoot sighed with relief,

Nagisa turned to the other three students, "Fluttershy, Flash and Thunderlane, can you keep the part of the bargain too?"

"It shouldn't be that big, so I'll do it." Fluttershy nodded sincerely,

"Yes Sir, and to both of you too." Flash saluted the two Wonderbolts,

"Meh. I don't really care at all. You can expect my lips sealed for most of the time." Thunderlane answered.

"Thank you, everyone. Now that we have more people, I would still like to introduce myself properly. So is it alright with you Thunderlane, that we can share? We can always learn something new about the world and the many people that live in it!"

"Hmph..." Thunderlane grunted, "Fine..."

"Wonderful!" Nagisa clapped his hands, turning back to the Wonderbolts, "now if you guys can find a seat..."

Nagisa continued his rite of self-introductions; His junior-high-school life, and his previous years of experience. One by one, the students were able to listen and were brave enough to introduce themselves. Fluttershy was the first to speak, followed by Flash Sentry. Fleetfoot and Soarin were able to say a few words about their experiences and what they aim to achieve coming here and eventually, it caused Thunderlane of all people to speak about his activities and hobbies. All the students began to slowly have an understanding for one another; while it was a plethora of information for Nagisa. Secretly, he observed and watched every student carefully and perceptively when it was their turn to speak.

"Well then," Nagisa spoke as he peeked at the time, "Looks like it's time for you guys to enjoy the rest of your lunch outside. If possible I'd like to schedule the next day that we can meet."

Soarin replied, "Go ahead, Mr Shiota. If it's going to be early, Fleetfoot and I are happy to make it."

"Is that so? Then okay, because I intend to have a proper class meeting tomorrow morning at 7:00. And once again, if you really can't make it due to sleeping habits, that's completely fine. This is probably just a one-off. Main times of this club will definitely occur around Lunchtime."

Looking at Thunderlane, the kid got the message and rolled his eyes, "Catch you next time Teach." He groaned as he walked out the door.

"Thanks for making this Club, Mr Shiota." Fleetfoot thanked, "I'm actually happy to see something like this established, especially by you!"

"Thank you." Nagisa replied, waving goodbye to the leaving students, "you two practice hard in sports now!" Nagisa smiled to himself. Five students for the first day. Unfortunately, that was not even a tenth of the many students attending the school, but it's a club, it could do for now.

"Sensei?" Fluttershy approached Nagisa, with Flash following behind. "Flash has something to talk to you about."

"Something between him and me?" Nagisa asked,

"I wanted to talk about this with you." Flash spoke up, "Ever since Fluttershy introduced me here, hearing your name reminded me of something. Even more so when you talked about your High School Teacher. His name was Korosensei right?"

"JUNIOR High School." Nagisa corrected,

"What I am going to say is considered confidential information till today. Is it okay for us to speak privately Fluttershy?" Flash asked.

Fluttershy winced at the request. Did Flash find out about Nagisa? About him being an... Assassin? Fluttershy, making sure that she 'knows' about the situation, refused to budge.

"No... Because I know what's going on. He told me." Fluttershy responded,

Hearing those words, Flash turned to face the teacher with an arched eyebrow, as if telepathically speaking 'is this true?' As if he could read minds, Nagisa nodded seriously. Flash looked at Fluttershy and nodded back.

"Okay then." Flash accepted, "I'll take your word for it." He turned back to Nagisa, "Korosensei. He's the creature that destroyed 70% of the moon, and possibly the Earth in a certain time period. He met his end at the hands of a group of students a Neighponese Junior High School, which is a class that he teaches. You were one of the students yes?"

Nagisa simply shrugged, "I am. But it's a different story on our side."

"That goes with a lot of events in our world." Flash answered, "forgive me for assuming, but to be taught by the very creature that was marked for death, lest he destroys the world. As a teacher... Did you have regrets killing him?"

"Yes." Nagisa looked down in sadness, "I can tell you, he was everything but someone who wanted to destroy the world. Even more so when we found out he wasn't the problem behind the moon's destruction."

"Another cause, I understand. I won't press any further then." Flash replied with satisfaction.

"Hey, how DO you know about all this? As you said, this is confidential information, even you wouldn't hear about this since you're living in Equestria." It was Nagisa's turn to ask questions. It was rather surprising that Flash decided to answer.

"My family has served Equestria in the army for a long time. When I was still young, my father was part of a great platoon. Everyone constantly kept in touch, but a lot of the soldiers in that same platoon lost their devotion to their country after the endless bloodshed, and 'retired' to devote all their training for money."

"Bounty Hunters? And your Father is one of them?" Nagisa gulped,

"Endless requests from his once-honourable comrades wanted his and others' skills for a joint assault against Korosensei and a share of that reward. My dad, still sworn to his family and country, refused them all."

"Honourable man indeed Flash." Fluttershy complimented,

"Thanks, I'm sure he'll be glad to hear it now that he's watching over us." Flash weakly smiled,

"Oh..." Fluttershy gulped, "I'm so sorry..."

"Last I heard, he and the remnants of the platoon made a last stand against the enemy. Whether it was all for naught, the army never replied."

"Flash Sentry." Nagisa focused the attention on him, "What do you plan to do after your Father's Passing?"

Flash replied, "Pick up where he left off, but not in the war. Rather, I want to make sure this same honour is carried throughout wherever the world goes."

"You know Flash? I don't think Thunderlane could be any more wrong. Fatherless son of a military man, and a chivalrous High Schooler." Nagisa placed a hand on Flash's shoulder "I can't think of anything more admirable than that."

"... Thanks, Sir. I'm happy that you've come to teach in Equestria." Flash looked back with a warm smile, followed by a hearty and respectful salute.

"We can talk more about this tomorrow morning. And guess what, don't let everyone think that such behaviour is 'generic'. This sort of behaviour is important just like any other existing in this world, maybe a little bit more because of the positivity it brings." Nagisa reminded.

Flash left the room feeling more confident than before and took the time to ponder about it on the school porch. Fluttershy, worrying for her colleague, decided to go check on him.

"Well?" Fluttershy asked, "Did you get the answers you need?"

"Yeah," Flash answered, "Clears out a lot of issues with family and personal information."

"But..." Fluttershy prompted,

"Alright then. I feel like even if Nagisa is a teacher with assassination skills, I just don't believe he'd come here just to teach, he's got another reason too."

"Really Flash? Must you always get suspicious of our teacher?"

"If it makes things any better, I can say for sure that his priorities are definitely on teaching."

"Yeah, that definitely sounds better!" Fluttershy laughed,

Way after school, everyone headed back home for the day. Nagisa had his eyes peeled upon the news channel upon a TV in an apartment located relatively close to the school. It highlighted a new incident that occurred somewhere just around after school hours. Details of a certain crazed maniac beat up various pedestrians and streetwalkers. Nagisa had heard the warning all too well yesterday when he was first introduced to the school. The talk regarding many hostile incidents happening around the neighbourhood. It appears that today's victims on the news were four badly wounded teenagers from Canterlot High School, two days before that warning. Anger and vengeance flared in his eyes and slammed his fist on the table. As a teacher, he will make sure that his students, club or class, will be protected from harm. He grabbed his trusty schedule planner and scribbled down a few plans. He knows what he's going to tutor his class early in the morning and at lunchtime.

"That's right Fluttershy." Nagisa muttered to himself, "It's my choice. I hope you still have that trust in me."

Week 1 Wednesday: Grasping the knife

Nagisa's Notes

Flash Sentry
Blue-Haired, Orange-Skinned male. Commonly likes to wear blue jeans, black jacket, and white shirt with Shield and Lightning Logo.

1. Chivalrous for women (and men?), a man who doesn't look away from actual crime (e.g. The incident of the Fall Formal Dance, where the student Twilight was framed for messing up the school hall.)

2. Klutzy in a way, frequently bumps into people, sometimes gets complicated and flustered when speaking with women, but very caring

3. Very disciplined, military history in his family. Knows about Korosensei.

4. Tends to stay isolated frequently, not even with his own band members of Flash Drive.

5. Average to below average marks on recent tests. Perhaps he requires forming a study group?

6. Is made fun of by a majority of the student body and especially outside the school because of his reasons 1-5. Is dubbed the name 'Brad' because of it.

An upbeat theme regarding the theory of Savage youths echoed throughout the darkened apartment of Nagisa Shiota, waking the Neighponese teacher up from his slumber. Grabbing his phone, the time display of 6:30 am Wednesday reminded him today of the meeting before school, and what he has planned. Dealing with breakfast with a single piece of toast, he hopped upon his pedal-bike and cycled away.

A quarter of the way, he spotted a silhouette stretching his arms and legs on the rooftops. The teacher remembered something or somewhat familiar with this person's activity. Was this person doing parkour? Having an inkling of who this young person is, Nagisa continued riding towards the school.

Through the school grounds, Nagisa quickly arrived at his Classroom/office. He had only about 10 minutes or less on the clock before the students arrive. He dove into his drawers, cupboards, boxes and man-made secret compartments around the class. The students are going to be in for something different, something that won't be involving their studies.

The specified time has come, and students Soarin, Fleetfoot, Flash Sentry and Fluttershy hurried to the classroom, some fresh with energy, and others with drowsy eyes. Their tutor was spotted calmly gazing at the rising sun, lighting up the skies. The students looked at their teacher with puzzling faces and wondered, What's going on with him?

"Please look at the middle front desk at the classroom," Nagisa instructed without looking directly at them. Following the commands, the students first looked confused, then melted into cold-fearing realisation. There was no working paper, no stationary, no supplementary textbook...

Instead, five green razor-sharp combat knives were placed parallel to each other, lying motionlessly on the table.

"Please pick them up," Nagisa requested. Fluttershy and Flash stared at each other, they were expecting this situation to occur sooner or later but they couldn't think of anything to reply with.

The two Wonderbolts, on the other hand, were completely flabbergasted at the sight of weapons. Fleetfoot attempted to make an escape but crashed into the door, somehow closed tight. Scrambling for the handle, some force was preventing it to open wide. She was trapped, the entire class was. Unable to run away, she turned back to the 'teacher'.

"I had a feeling you'd do something like that." Nagisa comforted, "just, please listen to what I have to say first. Don't let the knives scare you."

"Mr Shiota? Are those real???" Fleetfoot nervously asked,

"Exactly Fleetfoot." Nagisa turned around, holding a similar knife between his two index fingers, "these are actual army combat knives. Sharp as steel..." And in front of everyone, bent the sharp-looking blade without any harm or bleeding, "... And strong as rubber."

"No way..." Flash picked up one of the green knives and tested it out himself. His face dropped in shocking confusion and disappointment as the knife's blade bent under the pressure of Flash's finger, just like Nagisa's.

"Oh for goodness sakes!" Soarin let loose a big sigh of relief, "And I thought we were in danger!"

"What is the meaning of this Mr Shiota!?" Fleetfoot burst out, "what's with these replica weapons!? Do you know how dangerous it is to bring weapons to school, even if it's fake!?"

"All in due time." Nagisa calmed, "these are indeed harmless weapons to humans. Rather, they were designed and produced for something else entirely."

"S.A.A.U.S.O." Flash read, examining the initials upon the rubber knife, "Was it something to do with... Korosensei?"

"Right on the nail Flash." Nagisa nodded, "Special Arms Against Unidentified Slimy Octopus."

"That's a complicated name. Why did you need to add the 'Slimy' part?" Soarin asked,

"Then call them Anti-Sensei Weapons." Nagisa snapped, "anyway, there's a reason why I placed them on the table today. Have you seen the news yesterday regarding the students?" The students winced at the mention.

"It blew up everywhere on Social Media." Fluttershy was the first to answer, "so many reactionary comments and mixed emotions."

"So you want us to properly fend for ourselves, the chance that we may be attacked?" Flash asked, sticking the knife in his sleeve.

"Students were always my top priority when it comes to their education as well as their safety, then and now. With what I learnt in Junior high school, I got to put in everything I know to help others."

"You trained with knives in High School?" Soarin blurted out in shock,

"And airguns. Not to mention it's JUNIOR High School since Neighpon has two halves of Secondary Education of Junior and Senior. What are you supposed to do when your teacher destroyed the moon and about to destroy the Earth? Simple answer: Kill him!" The students cringe and gulp in fear, Nagisa remembered what he just said and kept it in mind,

He apologised "My bad guys, I should have said it in subtle terms."

"So, in that case, Mr Shiota, what are you? Who are you?" Fleetfoot asked, "are you some kind of undercover agent?"

"I am what you see right now: A teacher with proper qualifications and credentials if I must add. Teaching experience for about 3 years in Neighpon, and took a teaching job here at Canterlot High School to test the waters of teaching a foreign class. On the other side of it..." He held the knife properly with one hand, "I had an extra activity placed in my syllabus for my Junior High School Days dealing with unarmed combat, knife-work, firearm management and proficiency, and plenty of discovering and improving any special abilities that I have as Nagisa Shiota. Though I have been applying these skills to teaching only, those who use these skills at a professional level or career are known by many titles: Bounty/Head Hunter, Mercenary, or the familiar term, Assassin. My target was my teacher, and he was an assassin himself, the world's most feared."

The four students stared at their teacher, then gave each other looks of mixed feelings and emotions. Their tutor, their teacher, a trained killer, standing before them, giving his entire story, all out of concern for their lives.

"Now, I highly encourage you not to follow in those steps, not even Korosensei wanted me to become an Assassin. I realised there, just because you have the potential to be an assassin doesn't mean you have to be one. You can use the most unlikely of skills for something else that's more beneficial for the world, so that's what I am: An assassin that uses his skills to be a teacher. All I am providing is the means to defend yourself and others when the time comes, or maybe take it as a form of discipline."

Fluttershy spoke, "Sensei. Even if you mean lots for our well-being, for someone that's not like me... Is this a way to keep the secret that you have this dark past and weapons stashed around in class?"

"Th-That's something I can explain myself!" Nagisa replied, "and I'm honest, I don't want my students getting harmed at all! And you don't have to learn self-defence skills if you want! I'm just giving you the chance!"

"Are you sure you're still a teacher?" Fleetfoot asked,

"You'll just have to have faith and believe in me." Nagisa promised, "just as how the Goddess of Friendship has asked her own friends to have faith in her as she performed miraculous acts!"

"Asking for faith after walking on water is one thing, but asking for faith after revealing something life-threatening is a completely different story." Flash nitpicked,

"Sorry, I just didn't expect to be bombarded with so many questions..."

"Welcome to Equestria Mr Shiota." Soarin sarcastically spoke,

"But listen. Even if I teach you guys and girls the ways of handling a knife, it's not exactly your most 'signature' way of assassination. Rather, it's something that you have yourself, your talent, something that you like, and that you can apply it to any adversity of your life. And that's what I'm here to teach you throughout tutor or class. You have a certain... Magic within you, something that you have uniquely taken as your own. Whether family, ethnicity, belief, it makes up a completely unique form of you. That's what I want all of you to discover for yourself. Is that okay?"

The students looked at themselves. Not just physically, but also mentally, spiritually, all the forms of realms that make up a human. They remembered their own concerns that they had throughout their lives, they remembered the announcements regarding Canterlot High. It took only a few minutes to think carefully about what path they will take from here, and came with their own decision.

"Sir," Soarin spoke, "I can tell you one thing, you are unlike any teacher in CHS. To see someone who would give his life story, no matter how dangerous it could be, to see someone who would be caring. I may be ridiculed for being the most laid-back Wonderbolt, but I can see and understand a good man like you. And you know what? I'll take it. Your care is reason enough."

"And Fleetfoot?" Nagisa turned to the female Wonderbolt.

"Just one thing. You said that you have something that can apply to the challenges of life, may I know how you do it? And how you can apply it to Assassination?"

"A demonstration I see. What if I can't convince you? Will you tell the teachers?"

"We'll see..."

"Alrighty then." Nagisa took a deep breath, "Flash, why did you put the knife in your sleeve?"

"This? Oh! Umm..." Flash realised that he was watched the entire time. "It's a habit."

"I see... Perhaps some military camp? I know just out of curiosity, that soldiers like to place knives that are easily obtained by their dominant hand, or secretive. Either your belt, shoe, or like demonstrated in a recent game, your arm. Have you attended a military camp?"

"Yes, I have." Flash replied, "perhaps your knowledge of military decorum in my family is another clue to you?"

"Yep," Nagisa answered, and changed his target. "Fluttershy?"

"Yes, Sensei?"

"For someone being shy, you've got a large aspect of kindness for anyone you're currently affiliated with. Throughout the entire time of me talking, you had a look of worry not for yourself, but for others, specifically, Soarin and Fleetfoot, provided that this is the first time that they're knowing this about me and the knives."

"You knew all along Fluttershy?" Soarin gasped, "and you too Flash?"

"We had some discussion yesterday." Flash replied, "and I believe Fluttershy talked with him the day before."

"That's right." Nagisa nodded, "now, do you know what I like to do? Or what I have a knack for?"

"You're like Sherlock Holmes. Capable of observing and deducing various behaviours and intentions through small bits of information. That's a detective's job, but an assassin???" Fleetfoot replied.

"I had always been observing my teacher, and noted all of his behaviours so that I'm able to find a weakness for that chance that we could take down my 'un-killable teacher', which is a rough translation of Korosensei. I must admit, they had been put to good use when my class had a clear good chance of taking him down once. Everything went just as planned with taking advantage of all his weaknesses. He just had one last fail-safe trick that we didn't calculate." Nagisa explained, "if you like, I can try and analyse you, and find a way to take you down while you're at it."

Fleetfoot stared wide-eyed at the tutor, and rolled the die, "okay then. Try me."

"Fleetfoot, an important member of the Wonderbolts, considered the co vice-captain with Soarin, under the leadership of Captain Spitfire. You've got plenty of bumps and bruises and cuts on your legs and maybe a little on your arms. Injuries during games or practice. Whilst it is recovering quite nicely, and fast if I must add, It also denotes what position you play in for soccer. It could be either between goalie or defender, but I don't see any marks on your hand that would denote you wearing gloves, so that leaves you as a defender."

"Impressive Mr Shiota," Fleetfoot applauded, "but--"

"I'm about to get to that." Nagisa interrupted, "as a defender, you've been taking quite a lot of hits from the ball. In fact, you could withstand more than that due to how rigorously and frequently you practice as a core member of the Wonderbolts. Though you can persevere against physical force, what about elemental? Can you hold your breath for more than a minute let alone survive in it? Can you withstand high temperatures or scorching hot fires to the face? How about metal piercing your well-built and lovely skin?"

"Creepy..." Soarin whispered to Flash.

"Perhaps even with just the right amount of force, you can easily break apart." Nagisa continued, "you see, the most important thing for an assassin, is that they will use anything and everything to make sure their target is captured, unable to escape, or dead. It can involve warfare, sabotage, weakening on any of your mental, physical, emotional, social and spiritual self. Anything to put you in your most despairing state, so you can suffer the worst when it's lights out for you."

"..." Fleetfoot stepped back, looking very aghast. A sick feeling rose in her stomach when she remembered that she was talking to a teacher who knew all about killing, asking him how he can do exactly that to her. She was almost ready to throw up at an instant's notice as her mind herself swung through the many ways that an unsuspecting person could take her life.

"So, I could just spike your lunch with poison, and poof! You're dead. We're as strong in some aspects as we're fragile in others. People try to overcome that with experiments or rituals, but it will always add something dangerous when too over-reliant on them. Even if some Assassins may have the conscience and morals to be responsible for their skills, they're not afraid to use it when they sense something bad is going on in the world. But if an assassin lost all their morals and hope because of some tragic or unlucky backstory of fate, parents or otherwise, then you'd better make peace with everyone you know and love bec--"

"Stoooooop!!!" Fleetfoot yelled out, completely shaken and broken. She fell to her knees, quivering and shaking, clutching her head hoping that this was some sort of demented nightmare. "I... I get it. We're all little people that are bound to die, even if there is the belief in life after death." Tears began falling out from her eyes, "No matter what we do... Is it all for nought?"

"Sir, I think you pushed her a bit too far." Flash noted, "are you okay Fleetfoot?" Nagisa gulped and looked at his mouth. Oh crap, he took the assassin thing too far, he forgot that he was supposed to be a teacher. Figuring out on how to ease the situation, he took a change of voice and spoke.

"Never. Whatever you do, it will mean a lot to yourself, and other people around you." Nagisa angelically replied, placing a hand on the defender's shoulder, "And if many people try to go against you, their biggest obstacle is yourself. The fact that you are able to live and breathe in this world is meaningful already. Look at you. You are the Wonderbolts' key member, a fortuitous defender. You stand strong against the ball, in order to protect your team. You are fast to intercept, steal the ball, all of this leads to you. Imagine what you can do when you apply, not literally, your swift fortitude to anything in this world. It can be wonderful. It's why you are part of the 'Wonder'bolts, are you not?"

"Wonderful..." Fleetfoot repeated, her mouth and lips soaked with tears.

"That's what you are Fleetfoot, and you too Soarin, Flash and Fluttershy. But forget what I just said Fleetfoot, what I have described of you is just what I've learnt from you, you also have to think about yourself. Who are you? Currently, you are a Wonderbolt, one of CHS' greatest sports teams. Can you improve on that, will you be more than that?"

"Mr Shiota..." Fleetfoot looked up, "I don't know what to say."

"First off, thinking too hard about the worst things that are to come is not ideal." He offered his hand, "and second, I'm really sorry that I scared you like that. If I had gone too far, please forgive me and forget all the negative stuff I said to you."

"It's okay Mr Shiota." Fleetfoot comforted, a small smile appeared on her face as she wiped away the tears and grabbed his hand, "I asked for it, and it's only fair you had to answer."

"Taking responsibility is also important in life, and you're doing exactly just that. That's great! One more thing." Nagisa continued, pulling her up. "You are not alone in this. Other people also worry about you. They love you for who you are, and they believe in you. You also have to believe in yourself and them. Believe in the people who believe in you, be it your family, friends, the Goddesses, anyone. No matter what, someone will always believe in you. I believe in you, and so does anyone who comes here. After all, that's what a teacher does. Help his or her students believe in themselves in every walk or form, and assist them in what they can become, whether good or evil. Just remember that someone believes in you when you feel down, just keep on doing what you've always been doing. Being a Wonderbolt, and studying for your future. Just keep at it, and do your best!"

"Yes, Mr Shiota..." Fleetfoot nodded, instantly pulling Nagisa into a hug, "thank you... I know as a student, there are some things I can and can't do, but I promise. What I can do, I will do my best."

"There there..." Nagisa nodded, "now please get off me, or things will get awkward."

"Sorry." Fleetfoot loosened her grip and walked back.

"Okay then, so uh... Will you guys take up the knife or what? Remember, this is still optional."

"Just one more question." Fleetfoot asked, "will we be eventually using guns too?"

"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it. Still in?"

"Yeah." Fleetfoot determinedly nodded, picking up the second knife, "I'm definitely in."

"What about the rest of you?" Nagisa asked, "don't worry. When lunch rolls in, I promise we'll be doing tutor work as planned and promised. That is what we all came for. Right?"

"Hmm... Just worried that Thunderlane might have missed out a lot of drama today." Fluttershy replied,

"Don't worry. If he comes at lunch, we can give him a subtle surprise." Nagisa chuckled, "now may the rest of you pick up a knife?"

Twenty minutes of basic knifework quickly passed through all the serious training, and the school bell rang to signify the start of school. After going through a few ground-rules on what and what not to do with their skills, the club was dismissed and both teacher and students carried out their normal school routine. Lunch rolled by once again, and Thunderlane made his appearance ten minutes late.

"Ah, Good Afternoon Thunderlane." Nagisa waved, "how was your morning lessons?"

"If you don't count the loud-mouthed teachers, then no. It was horrendous."

"I see, then perhaps you'd like the simple way of going through the vital parts of your lessons today?"

"I'm pretty set Teach. Oh, sorry for not coming early morning, couldn't wake up to save my ass." He walked to his favourite desk, yawning in-between, "quite tired after a long day,"

"No worry, I'm sure all that energy you expended was up to running around rooftops no doubt. Quite early dedication." Nagisa answered, Thunderlane paused for a small second, and turned to the teacher.

"What? What in the world are you talking about?" Thunderlane asked, feigning to be confused.

"Ah, it's nothing. Why don't you make yourself comfortable in a way that you can study at your own accord? Being 10 minutes late isn't something to be cool about you know. Time is rather precious."

"Okay, whatever." Thunderlane sighed as he slumped in the chair. Once Thunderlane was settled, Nagisa nodded to the other students, Fluttershy stood up and walked towards Thunderlane.

"Hey, Thunderlane? Do you seem to have a rubber I can borrow?"

"Huh? Oh umm... Sorry Flutters, I didn't bring my stationary with me, just my own darn self."

"Oh, I see..." Fluttershy sighed,

"Don't worry, I've got a rubber right here, catch!" Fleetfoot called, throwing an Anti-Sensei Knife straight towards the table.

"Woah!" Thunderlane hit the deck as the knife sailed through the air and towards Fluttershy's grasp. Fluttershy 'fumbled' her catch and fell right between the head and arms of Thunderlane, harmlessly falling over like rubber.

"Thanks, Fleetfoot!" Fluttershy laughed as she picked up the knife. Thunderlane poked his head up in great threat as he carefully watched the green knife safely nestled in Fluttershy's hands.

"Teach... Was that an actual knife?"

"Well..." Nagisa pondered, feigning his intentions. "Maybe perhaps if you went to our early morning meeting, you would find out."

"Peh..." Thunderlane grouched,

"But not to worry though. From now on, I devise that we should decide what times we can meet: Before, or after school. The choices can be agreed on by all of you, and you all don't have to come on the same day: I can just tutor one-to-one if you like! Just, I'd like you to have at least one before or after-school meeting. Is that alright?"

"No problem sir!" The four students replied,

"Thunderlane? Cat still got your tongue?" Nagisa replied,

"Looks like someone's a Free spirit huh? Alright, I'll bite. Just don't guarantee a catch." Thunderlane answered.

Excepting Thunderlane, the members of the Special Tutorship Club learned quite a lot about their tutor/supervisor, and how... Dangerous he was, is and will be. Despite the promise of tutoring in school subjects, the club opened up a lot of mysteries and questions regarding his motifs and some existential ideas for their own. Nevertheless, the teenagers learnt something important, and that was to properly discover their potential, and what they can become with it.

For Fleetfoot, she had quite the unexpected and rocky start, perhaps even an unnecessary and overreactive breakdown. Well, it's all part of the learning process, Fleetfoot reminded herself. You can't learn from mistakes if you don't make them, and sometimes getting hurt in both physical and mental ways can heal or fade and become stronger for the future. As she looked upon her bruises during soccer practice, and her mental breakdown early this morning, she's happy to know that the things that won't kill her will make her stronger, and possibly happier too.

Week 1 Thursday: An Assassin's Bloodlust (F. Shy)

Fluttershy's POV

I am a student. The members of the Special Tutorship Club are students. But our Tutor and Teacher? He's an assassin.

Ever since our new Neighponese Teacher graced us with his presence and education for the Neighponese Language, he's got quite a reputation, good and bad. Rumours and gossip had started after Mr Shiota's first lesson in the morning. Most girls were fawning over him and guys were discussing over how kind, sweet and respectful Mr Shiota is. On the other hand, some dislike him because he's just too kind, attentive and heavily disciplinary, commonly making the 'Foreigner' joke. Hey, I understand this is the land of Freedom, but surely there can be a little bit of respect, especially for foreign countries?

But despite his kindness, he's also got his own emotional moods and consciousness whenever someone in his class gets 'smart' or out of place. Rainbow was with me for Neighponese the period before lunch and knowing her, she was going to sleep through the class. The result? It... Wasn't so nice.

"Okay, class, time to review! Think of this as just your spelling class today, and homework will involve you writing the characters!"

The first lesson for everyone was to remember the Neighponese Vowels a, i, u, e, o. It was pretty hard to come to it at first, having very distinct ways to pronounce a single word.

But Mr Shiota found ways simple for beginners to pick up the language, just simply pronounce them as certain words or sounds that we use today! Once we go through a few times of remembering and repeating on how we usually say the letters in English, then in Neighponese, and settle the difference. It's easy!

Aahh... Eeee... Ooooh... Ehhhh... Aww! There it is, how you pronounce the Neighponese Vowels!

"Alright then Berry! Can you try it out?" Nagisa asked,

"Ahh... Eee... Oooh... Ehh... Aww." Berry pronounced.

"Good, good... Ditzy?"

"Ah, Ee, Ooh, Ehh, Aww!" The girl replied cheerfully without any hesitation.

"Okay then, how about you Fluttershy?" He turned to me. I took a deep breath, stood up, and spoke it out myself.

"あ(a)、い(i)、う(u)、え(e)、お(o)," I thought I did quite well for half-an-hour or so whispering to myself, but it seemed to have struck a surprise for Mr Shiota.

"Wow, that's actually quite amazing!" Nagisa commended, "you sound like a natural! Round of applause for Fluttershy everyone! Bravo!"

"Oh you guys, you're too kind Sensei." I giggle as the sound of clapping hands echo around me. Please stop though, it's so embarrassing!

"Oh! Oh!" Pinkie raised her hand, "Can I do it! Please? Please? Please?"

"Shoot!" Nagisa called to Pinkie,

"Aah!" Pinkie opened her mouth tremendously wide as if a Doctor asked her to open her mouth.

"Eee!!!" She bared her teeth in a delightful grin as if she saw something exciting, rather than Mr Shiota's recommendation of imagining something scary, that's another help. Regardless, she still nailed the pronunciation and continued on.

"Ooh!" She shaped her mouth into a round O as possible, that also includes her round eyes trying to get even bigger.

"Ehh..." Pinkie tweaked her entire face and mouth to an expression that is confused at whether she should be impressed or not.

"Awww!!!" Pinkie finally held her hands together and moaned as if she saw the cutest and sweetest thing ever. The entire class was silent at their ever-playful classmate's acting scene. Even Mr Shiota was confused. Perhaps everyone else would have pronounced the 'e' vowel as a reaction to that.

"That's... Something Pinkie. But you did get the pronunciation down pat!"

"Thanks, Sir!" Pinkie giggled as she sat down. As Mr Shiota continued picking out students, that's when I noticed Rainbow, sleeping the minutes away. Knowing what happened with Mr Shiota, I panicked. She's got to get up or else-

"Hmm? Miss Dash?"

Uh-Oh... Too late! I quickly nudged my best friend so she'd be able to speak for herself.

"Huh? Oh... Morning Mr Shiota!" Rainbow yawned, stretching from her slumber,

"Morning to you too Miss Dash." Nagisa greeted, his always cheerful tone dropping into a serious tone. Yep, too late... "Did you sleep late last night? Perhaps biding time for the next sports activity?"

"Well actually... Yeah!" Rainbow jumped at the opportunity, "There's going to be a local track and field event on the weekend, and I'm going to participate!"

"That's brilliant!" Nagisa answered, "do you run really fast?"

"I do!" Rainbow smiled,

"Then..." Nagisa glared at Rainbow, the shade of his hair darkening his sharp azure eyes piercing Rainbow Dash's gaze, "I'd like you to stay awake if possible in my class, or you'll soon be running as fast as you can away from me. And just a reminder, no target ever escapes me."

"Uh..." Something went down Rainbow's Spine, and it looks as if she was completely shivering and petrified by his gaze, "wh-what are you going to do then should you catch me?"

"How about..." Nagisa suggested, his bloodlusting grin plain to see, "attending my Tutorship club to recite the Neighponese vowels perfectly for 50 times for the entirety of lunch as punishment? I'll also see to it that you'll say it right."

"No need sir!" Rainbow quickly jumped to her feet and yelped out the vowels for her life "Ahh! Eee! Ooh! Ehh! Aww!"

"So you did remember. Care to try again?" Nagisa asked,

"Ahh! Eee! Ooh! Ehh! Aww!!!" Rainbow yelped again,

"I guess I was wrong about you!" Nagisa smiled, the bloodlust still present, "you really can focus even when you're asleep. I'll definitely note that."

"Yes, sir! Sorry, sir!" Rainbow replied,

"You can calm down. You won't be in trouble. You can take a seat." Nagisa drew back, the bloodlust now gone. Despite that compliment though, I know Rainbow's definitely in for a fright.

And that's pretty much the main talk of the students during lunchtime. Every class, a student seemed to have been either 'smart' or rude to the teacher, and Nagisa's cold glimpse breaks not only the culprit's cool, but everyone else who bore witness. Everyone had their own name for it: 'The killer's gaze', 'The serpent's eye', and even 'The Goddess' angel of death'. The last one brought up by those who have a sneering hatred of those who are religious, whether teacher or student. Myself though? I have no idea what Mr Shiota's faith is, but I can understand the reason why he's called that. After all, he's an assassin! He can kill anyone if he so wishes, and very much likely get away with it.

All those names reflect upon how Nagisa's blood-hungry influence shook the students up, either mentally scarring them, or making them more conscious for their lives. Heck, some began to start actually praying for their lives before they enter or during his class! Anyway, Rainbow certainly didn't feel the same as he went by at lunch. Normally, I thought she'd be shaken by Nagisa's threat, but it seems like that it struck her even deeper.

"I..." Rainbow stared at her lunch, "He... What is he?"

"Rainbow, get a grip. He ain't that bad!" Applejack comforted, "take it as a mistake not to be a lazybones in his class..."

"I know but..." She stared at the teacher, sitting far away from the student body, eating his lunch in peace. "It's like he knew... Everything that I was doing... He knew I could do something so simple as pronounce those vowels. It's like he... He knew that I was intentionally sleeping in class. He knew my mind!"

"There there..." Sunset threw an arm around our traumatised friend, "it's okay, it's okay..."

'Knew my mind?' I looked at our teacher, happily chomping away at his own boxed lunch of rice, fish, vegetables and meat. Just how far does his assassin past go? The second half of lunch is going to be the time for the Tutorship club, I'm going to see if I can ask.

All Five students are here once again. And today, everyone's focusing on maths rather than our new Neighponese work. Figures, Mr Shiota must have made it too easy to practice our Neighponese, that asking help for arithmetic, calculus and statistics seemed like the easier option.

"Guys and girls? I have a few club announcements to make." Mr Shiota spoke, "we've got a few requests from our teachers via the vice-principal. They want me to make sure that this club fits their name of 'special tutorship'. As such, they decided to pass me a few papers of their own creation for you to do. It's tough, but completing it with high marks is going to yield benefits for not just you, but everyone else in the school. I'll explain why once we finish."

"Then do you know when we'll be doing the test, sir?" Fleetfoot asked,

"Today's too much for you guys, so we'll sit for the test on the second half for lunch. I'll let you pick what we can do for tomorrow. We've got Maths, English, Science, Social Studies, History, Religious Studies, Geography."

"I vote for Maths!" Soarin spoke out,

"One for maths. Anyone else?" Nagisa asked. Flash and Fleetfoot raised their hands, wise choice. After all, we're all looking through our maths notes, even if we'll be doing all the tests sooner or later.

Start the idea of doing something, then the rest will follow. Sure, I might as well raise my hand. So that's four out of five students. No surprises who didn't raise their hand!

"What about you Thunderlane?" Nagisa called to the backseat bandit, "we all must come to a decision, we await yours."

"Eh? Why not? I'm game." Thunderlane shrugged as he raised his hand. I'm not one for calling out people's behaviour, but wow, he was SO unmotivated!

"Great!" Nagisa replied, "then it's settled. Also, I want you all to do your best for that practice exam. Remember all that you've studied will be for nought if you're not willing. Think what's best for yourself and the reasons why you joined. That way, your test will be a breeze! After all, you guys came here to be better students, there's more to it than just academics."

At those words of care and concern, I noticed that Thunderlane wasn't so happy. Oh yeah, he wasn't here to be a 'better student', he was forced here.

"Now if there's any question you need help with, I'm all set! So Thunderlane, is there any--" A knock on the door interrupted the atmosphere, "Sir? Can we come in?" Without any haste, Nagisa walked to the door and opened it to reveal two girls: One with white spiky hair with some light blue highlights and Persian blue colour, and a girl with straight wavy hair, her colour with a lighter grey shade of Persian blue, and a mane of greyish opal, tied with a pink bow.

"Hello there, how can I help you?"

"Oh," Thunderlane stood up, all his books and stationaries in his hands, "they're my friends, here to pick me up."

"Pick you up? For what?" Nagisa asked,

"We've got a scheduled time together sometimes as friends or whatnot, so we get out there and do our stuff," Thunderlane replied,

"You should have notified me earlier about this." Nagisa protested,

"Sorry Teach, maybe let me off the hook?" Thunderlane asked,

"Just this once. Then, I'd like you to tell me the times you and your friends get together."

"Sure thing teach, see ya." Thunderlane waved as he walked out the door with his two friends, leaving the door wide open. Nagisa closed the door behind him.

I'm pretty sure that Thunderlane knew that in no other way, he really didn't care about coming here at all. Just come, mark his attendance, and find a means or excuse to pass the time. If what Rainbow said was true, then Mr Shiota would have definitely thought the same thing as I did. But since this is Thunderlane we're talking about, we all knew.

And I hope I'm wrong, but Mr Shiota's patience and joyful mind are fading away quite fast. His eye from the door, his chest moving in and out, oh no...

"Special optional homework tonight for all of you." Nagisa spoke sternly, "aside from studying for that Maths Test, I have hidden something in the desks you are sitting at. Please take them home and practice." The four of use scrambled through the compartments underneath the table, and as much as we feared not to see them after a while, it was obvious when we felt a certain handle.

"And under no circumstances will you tell anyone that you have them, practice them in silence. Do not let your teachers, friends, or even parents know. If you can't follow up with those promises, then you don't have to take the knife. Like I said, optional. If you do though... Then do so with discretion as mentioned." Nagisa finished as each of us found a knife case with a familiar green knife sheathed within them. Even with Nagisa's choice, everyone did decide to keep them. Flash, Soarin, even Fleetfoot. Me? Well, it is just practice, and if it is to better myself, I don't see why not. I hid the knife in somewhere that no one will ever dare find out.

"Okay then, club dismissed. Hope to see you all tomorrow at lunchtime," Nagisa replied. At those words, all of us stood up, said our thanks to the teacher, and walked back to our normal lunch times.

"Fluttershy?" Nagisa called me, "One small task for you."

"Yes?" I turned around, wondering what he had in store for me.

"Are you any good with social media?" Nagisa asked,

"That depends," I answered,

"Okay then," Nagisa proposed, "I think you of all people would care about the state of this Club since it was you that inspired me to start it. Maybe I took you for granted, not all the students here are as charming and caring as you, and I've seen that today, a great deal."

"I'm flattered Sensei." Fluttershy replied, "but... What do you want me to do with Social Media?"

"I'd like you to create a message group, keep everyone connected whenever we're not at school. You, Flash, Soarin, Fleetfoot, even Thunderlane. Maybe add me incognito. My main priority is to focus on you guys so I can be enlightened on how Equestrian students do things. That way, I can be a better teacher."

"Isn't that some quote from the Lunar Goddess? About enlightenment and all that? Are you religious Sensei?"

"Let's just say the various texts of right or wrong is something worth reading, especially the situation in today's generation. Besides, communication regarding study is highly effective in University so there's that." Nagisa replied, "but speaking of enlightenment, I may want to explore that of a certain someone now."

"Thunderlane? I don't want to correct you and all but he's--"

"Brought here by force, and that he doesn't really care? Yeah, I know. But I am trying to be the best and include everyone, so I'm not giving up on him. Ever. Fortunately, I know where he's going to be after school." Nagisa replied,

"Okay then, I'll work on that group Sensei."

"Oh and one more thing Fluttershy." Nagisa replied, "The way you knew about Thunderlane, and that everyone else was concerned. You remind me of myself... And maybe Korosensei too."

"Me? Really?"

"Yeah." Nagisa nodded, "run along now."

I said my goodbyes as I close the door to class. Me? Like him? Like Korosensei? For once, I found myself being self-reflective. I never really cared about myself to the extent of what Rarity's like, though I understood my limitations and what I can and cannot do. Rather, I focused more on my animals and friends, whether they were alright and okay. But... To hear that I am similar to an assassin, maybe now's a good time to consider what my actual limitations are... Or what I really can do.

Week 1 Thursday: Leap of Faith

Thunderlane walked out of the school grounds with some much-needed relief after the afternoon classes. It's like the world has gone heavy on his shoulders! Well, now that that's done, it's time for him to go have fun!

"Thunderlane!" The two girls who picked him up this morning followed behind,

"Yo, Cloud, Flitter." Thunderlane smiled, "where do you guys want to go today?"

"Oh the usual, we can head off to the batting cave, skate park, I don't know..." Cloudchaser laughed,

"You've always been the one picking Thunderlane, we're just happy to tag along wherever you go!" Flitter finished,

"Okay then, let's say we go bowling?" Thunderlane gestured,

"Lead the way!" The girls laughed. With that, the three kids were out. Not knowing that a certain blue-haired figure was behind him...

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

Hello everyone! Welcome to the Tutorship club message board! Here we can speak about help regarding our studies, and any other social or life questions! I created this so we'd be able to properly communicate when we can't meet up all the time! - Fluttershy

Did Mr Shiota set this up? - Flash Sentry

Yeah, he has no idea how to build one himself... - Fluttershy

Strange, I thought Neighpon is more technologically advanced than Equestria. - Soarin

Speaking of Mr Shiota, I think I saw him stalking Thunderlane after school. Think we should warn him now? - Fleetfoot

You'd probably warned him now already but... I don't think he's too caring about this club to read its messages. He was forced in it after all. Anyway, I trust Mr Shiota, so I know he's going to do the right thing. - Fluttershy

Alright then, if it's Mr Shiota, I'm sure he can do it! 😍 - Fleetfoot

Hey Soarin, can you keep an eye on your sports buddy? I fear that Mr Shiota did more than just hurt her sanity. -
Flash Sentry

Sure thing pal - Soarin

It was all afternoon of social activities from bowling to arcade machines, that one would assume they were on holiday instead of attending school.

"Looks like the sun's still standing high." Thunderlane observed, "how about we run over some rooftops?"

"Well..." Cloudchaser checked the time, "I think now's the time that we've got to head back home."

"Yeah, we've got some... Studying to do."

"Oh seriously?" Thunderlane replied, "surely that time can wait later for you."

"Well, Thunderlane." Cloudchaser sneered, "some of us haven't got the time to be lazy!"

"Expending the energy today doesn't seem like a lazy thing to me."

"You know what we're talking about." Flitter snickered,

"Speaking of which, you're the one who needs that the most!" Cloudchaser laughed, Flitter joined in with a giggle.

"Oh yeah? Both of your grades are just as bad as I am." Thunderlane countered, striking a nerve within her.

"Why you!!!" Cloudchaser growled, ready to charge with Flitter holding her back.

"Calm down Cloudy!" Flitter comforted, trying to properly grasp her volatile friend. "That's quite far Thunderlane!"

"Hey, I just said the same thing she told me." Thunderlane shrugged,

"Fair point, fair point," Flitter replied, letting go once Cloudchaser calmed down. "But seriously though. We all know that you are failing. But at least we try!"

"At least, can't you have a change or something? Like your attitude towards study in a way? I mean, the new teacher seemed quite concerned." Cloudchaser suggested,

"That so huh?" Thunderlane frowned, "then tell you what. Why don't you guys go home and mind your own business? Getting a teacher's attention is the last thing I ever want, especially from someone like him!"

"Calm down Thunder!" Cloudchaser replied, "I'm just joking! As if I'd want you to change. You're great as you are!"

"Yeah yeah..." Thunderlane smirked, "you girls go on out of here. I'll just go home."

"Bye!" Flitter smiled as the duo walked away from the boy.

Thunderlane slouched back to his own humble abode. A small apartment complex in the middle of a quiet district. Picking up the key underneath the doormat, he entered his home.

"Thunderlane!" A young voice came from the interior of the house, "big bro, you're home!"

"Heya Rumble." Thunderlane greeted, as a light grey boy ran towards him with a big embrace "long day with friends." He tousled his younger brother's hair. "Where's Dad and Mum?"

"They're going to be busy and won't come back until all night. It's just the two of us for dinner again."

"Great, let's hope it stays that way for a long time." Thunderlane laughed, "so what have you been up to at school?"

"Ah, nothing. Just happily playing around with my friends, spying on Scoots and the rest of the girls."

"Hey now, don't get yourself in trouble okay? We've got enough problems as it is." Thunderlane answered,

Rumble weakly smiled, then decided to bring up another topic. "Listen umm, you may not like it, but today, dad left some message for you."

Thunderlane's smile vanished, "what is it?"

"They just got another call from the school about your behaviour. And he and mum are planning to have Saturday lunch together as a family."

"What!?" A tone of anger raised in Thunderlane. "That's the exact same time that of the weekly parkour showcase!"

"I-I told them Big Bro." Rumble gulped, his fingers and legs trembling in fear of his brother prominent rage, "They merely responded with, 'We Love You' remarks."

"The hell they do!!!" Thunderlane bellowed, punching the wall. "They take away every opportunity at everything I love, and they think they're doing this out of love!? They're the ones who started all this bull!"

"Please!" Rumble grabbed Thunderlane, tears flowing out of fear, "don't leave! They have their reasons!"

"Let go!" Thunderlane yelled, violently shaking his brother's grasp away, and storming out of the house. A tearful young child crying at the sight of the slammed front door.

"B-B-Big bro..." Rumble cried, "th-they're not here! Please! Trust me..." Rumble was unable to talk any further as the pressure of his tears and emotions throws him into sobbing, sniffing and complete bawling.

"Excuse me?" An unfamiliar voice came from the door with a knock, breaking him from his state of tearful despair.

"Wh-Who are you?" Rumble asked through his tears,

"I'm your brother's teacher. Is it okay if I can come in?"

"Umm... No," Rumble replied, remembering the teachings of Stranger Danger, "I'm afraid I can't allow you to-"

"That's okay, I'm just looking for your brother." The voice spoke, "but trust me. I am completely harmless. I am his teacher after all, and my aim is to help him through his troubles. Isn't that what you want of your brother too?" Rumble, his heart-torn face, stopped to look up at the door with curiosity and light. Sniffing, he looks through the keyhole to see a face of Lapis Lazuli smiling innocently back at him.

"A-Are you sure?" Rumble asked,

"Like I said, you don't need to let me in. I'd just like to know where he usually hangs out."

"W-Well..." Rumble sniffed, his demeanour calmed down a bit, "he's never far from the house. He's always on the roofs of our street."

"I see, he still loves his parkour, that's great to know. Oh, and by the way, to show my trust, I'll tell you something--"

Thunderlane set his gaze on the dipping sun. His emotions full of fury and anger. The actions of his parents dug up his dark past and memories. From all the times he was prevented to attend something that he loves, except for his friends. One time, he was prevented from going to a Parkour Masterclass he saved up for, only to be replaced by an extended family outing. Another time, he was going to visit a parkour star for an autograph, but instead was forced along to come to a dinner with his parents business partners.

The worst of all, was how this all started. He and his mother was having a heated debate about a small accident that involved him and his parkour. He said something wrong that caused his mother to burst in tears and anger, and with his dad listening to the entire story, he furiously lashed out at his own son with blows and wounds and with that, the talk of any parkour-related activity is completely ignored or worse, opposed. To him, it seems that every single mistake that he made brings a boat-load of guilt and shame to those close to him, and it affects him especially when he or others begins 'challenging' or 'criticising' anything. Change through apathy, it torments him greatly, because he himself was a victim of apathy from his parents. It was only his young brother and his two friends that cared about him. Not even the many parkour stars out there were as caring as they are, regardless of how much he looks up to them. They were just idols who returned nothing but heartfelt thanks and empty support as they always had to be.

"Your brother's a really nice person. It's heartbreaking to see that such love for a brother rejected, you know?" A voice came from behind him again.

"You!" Thunderlane turned around in shock to see a figure he least expected.

"Hello, Thunderlane." Nagisa greeted, "Beautiful afternoon, isn't it?"

"What the hell are you doing here? What the hell did you say to my brother?"

"I asked, he gave, I received." Nagisa answered, "But before that, I made sure that he trusted in me as I trusted in you. Especially when there's a door separating us from our actual views. And it's great to see that you love him back!"

"Grr..." Thunderlane growled,

"I can see that you've got a lot of trouble stirring within your body." Nagisa explained, "a place where you can just let go of your negative feelings. I think reflection and prayer in a quiet spot like this are pleasant."

"Why the hell are you so interested in me?" Thunderlane threatened as he stood up in a hostile stance.

"I'll admit that no other teacher does this to their students, but what else can I say that I really care? After all, it's not uncommon to see a young human held back from his dreams by his parents."

"You know nothing of my pain!" Thunderlane growled,

"Well, I know the feeling of what parents can do to their children, and how their own pasts can affect them." Nagisa replied, "after all, you guys have it lucky. In my school, any trouble, disgraced, depressed and worthless students are sent to the lowest of classes, separated from the main school block."

"You're kidding me. Segregation?" Thunderlane looked up in shocking disgust,

"Not by ethnicity, gender or belief mind you, just our background, academic skill and behaviour. Because of that, we get a lot of crap from the other classes, so we don't really mind if we're away from them. Remember Thunderlane, I myself was like you, pessimistic and weak-willed. I know what it feels like to have parents force you to do something."

"Don't assume to know my parents!" Thunderlane roared,

"Then don't lie to yourself!" Nagisa roared back, "your face, breathing, your most spoken topic, I can easily tell your intentions on why you came here. Call it one of my assassination skills."

"Leave me alone..." Thunderlane growled, "leave me out of your class!"

"Let me repeat myself Thunderlane. I legitimately, and wholeheartedly care for you and your future. I don't mind what path you take, as long as you achieve it. That's why I'm here to talk to you, instead of your parents."

"...!" Thunderlane stood back. This teacher was crazy! He doesn't care about parents, he doesn't care about teachers. He just comes to him full on!

"Hey Thunderlane, I can definitely see why you like Parkour. So I'd like a proposition. I want you to give me a challenge with the sport you love. If you win, you won't have to come to the Special Tutorship Club anymore. I'll happily dismiss you and I'll explain to the teachers."

"What about you?" Thunderlane asked,

"Then properly attend the club. I promise you that I will make it worth your time, to make it meaningful to you. A win-win situation. You can't go wrong. All I ask is for your faith in me. Deal?"

"Deal, I'll make sure it's your funeral," Thunderlane smirked, examining the stature of his teacher. Perhaps he'll make things simple.

"A game of Cops and Robbers. Should be familiar to you, right?"

"Very fun to play."

"Not really if you're not good at parkour. You have 5 minutes to tag me three times. When you start or finally tag me, you count to 5 seconds, and you start or resume the chase. Simple enough?"

"Simple. Just one more thing." Nagisa nodded,

"And what is it?"

"You'd better watch out when discussing death with me." Nagisa grinned, thirsting for blood. "An assassin's job is always life-threatening, and they will always complete their job or survive with their lives at stake." Thunderlane stepped back in small shock but shook it off.

"Trying to psyche me out? I've had worse." Thunderlane smiled back with bravery.

"Well, you'd better set the alarm." Nagisa returned to his cheerful demeanour, "I've got my own watch to look at."

"Okay then!" Thunderlane prepped himself, set the timer ready, and stood firm. "Your time starts... Now!"

Thunderlane burst into speed and leapt right off the edge of the roof, landing perfectly on a neighbouring building. Quickly checking his timer, 5 seconds had gone. Looking back to see his hopefully powerless chaser, he hesitated at the lack of Nagisa's presence. Shaking it off once more, he decided to stay low, just for a tease. Quickly running down the staircase for fire emergencies, the runner slowed his pace down for a small break. A sigh of relief came from his lips. Looks like he's got the easy way out, guess he'll thank his teacher later for once. He gave a small chuckle of victory as a cold hand swiftly gripped his shoulder. Nagisa smiled as his student turned around in sudden shock and horror.

"That's one Thunderlane." Nagisa counted, "you've got another five seconds to run freely." Taking that warning, Thunderlane scrambled back up the roof, reminding himself never to be cocky. Taking a new strategy, he decided to hang back up on the roofs. He crouched low and opened his ears to listen for any out-of-ordinary sounds. The question is, how? How did he manage to get so fast to the ground? Checking the time, only half a minute has passed. What was this? What is he!? To be caught so fast...

"sss..." A cold-blooded aura slithered behind him, spurring him to quickly run and jump to another rooftop. What in the heck was that!? He looked around more carefully.

"Hey! That was quite perceptive of you!" Nagisa called from behind. Waving at the same location Thunderlane was a few seconds ago. "You know, it's interesting that you caught notice of me! Nice dodge, otherwise it's another catch."

"Wh-Who are you!?" Thunderlane roared,

"Didn't I tell you? I'm an assassin! I never leave my mark!" The bloodthirsty smile came back. "So you'd better stop wasting time asking questions, and get running!" Thunderlane immediately took heed and rushed back to the interior of the building he was on. Hiding in the darkness of the hallways. He laid low and silent, feeling cautious more than ever. Alright, it looks like a minute and a half has passed.

"What's wrong?" A voice echoed through the room. Thunderlane sprang to fearful alert at the voice of his teacher. "Guilt eating away at you?"

Thunderlane darted his head, the darkness of the room working against him.

"You know, hiding in dark areas isn't as safe as you might think, especially against an Assassin."

Damn it! Thunderlane can't pinpoint where his teacher is, frantically. He found a nearby door.

"I see what you're doing. Making haste for that door?" Without any second to waste, Thunderlane made a mad dash for it.

"Sorry, I also got that covered." A pair of hands slammed together right next to the runner, creating a loud clap that echoed throughout the room, but more importantly, straight into Thunderlane's Ear. With complete pain and shock, Thunderlane clutched his ears as the distorting clap echoed throughout his head. Giving a lot of time for the Assassin-skilled Sensei to lightly tap his renegade a second time.

"That's two times Thunderlane!" Nagisa spoke as Thunderlane slowly gained his senses back.

"No way..." Thunderlane was shocked, "that's not possible..."

"Tell you what, I'll give you 20 seconds to run this time." Nagisa offered, "that'll give you enough time to get a distance away from me, kay?"

"I won't lose!!!" Thunderlane taunted as he busted open the intended door and rushed through the window-placed hallways, the sun beginning to set even further, letting in the dark skies.

Impossible, Impossible! Thunderlane thought to himself. Was the teach really not joking when he claims to be an assassin? No... He wasn't like any of the other teachers. In fact, he really wasn't a teacher at all!

"I know it sucks when your parents don't approve of your dream. Probably because they've got their own dreams in mind for you." Nagisa's voice trailed.

Thunderlane ran again, this time out the door and into the outside rooftops once more. Looking around, he needs to find a place that can't be reached by normal means.

"sss..." The serpent's aura from before weaved around him once again. The runner immediately jumped across one or two more buildings.

"Even more when you see that the amount of effort that institutes and groups like schools or a group of friends build something because of their own beliefs, but others won't acknowledge it when assisting with the building. Friends with benefits, they call it?"

Trying to get the voice out of his mind, Thunderlane noticed a drainpipe leading up to one of the highest buildings on the street. Perfect! Without haste, Thunderlane quickly scrambled towards it and began making the climb.

"Ah yes... Climbing that will be a challenge. You know, I wonder. Is there some deeper meaning for you doing Parkour?"

Thunderlane climbed faster and faster, not out of determination, but out of complete fear.

"You don't care yourself. You only care about what you love. Education? It's nothing to you. All you've got is your ambition that doesn't require any knowledge, and you're done. But that's not what you feel at all. You feel great pain from it."

Thunderlane grasped the edge and pulled himself up. He found himself all alone, on the top of the world. To think he could take a breath of relief, he quickly looked around the now short buildings, hoping to spot his teacher.

"sss..." No... That feeling! Thunderlane quickly looked at the source. Nothing at all. He looked below the gutters. Not even a single speck of blue or azure. He quickly looked at his timer, only two and a half minutes.

"This may be a safe spot for you, but if I can get up there. It's game over." Nagisa called out, "no way to get out of there unless you plan on jumping off."

"L-Let's see you get up there!!!" Thunderlane taunted,

"Thunderlane, anyone can sense the lack of confidence backing your taunt." Nagisa called back, "do you know how much people hate getting taunted?"

"ssss.." The aura grew bigger. Thunderlane looked around, hoping to find an escape plan.

"As I said, no way out but death. Looks like you're stuck."

With those words, Thunderlane froze completely, his face began perspiring with anxiety.

"Parkour... Also known as Freerunning! It's a pretty dangerous and cardio-intensive discipline for sport." Nagisa continued speaking.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about!"

"You want to be yourself. You try to push away the shame and apathy of others, knowing full well that only a few or even one support you."

"Grr..."

"Sss..." The sound grew larger, as an unsuspecting hand grabbed the roof's edge, effortlessly pulling itself up.

"Ah... Ah..." Thunderlane clutched his head. He was scared, immobilised, he can't move.

"Freerunning? More like on the topic of free-running away from your problems, your pain, clinging on to your meagre dreams while avoiding all other opportunities through laziness, that something will change for the better!"

"Ssss...!" And it happened. His mind and feelings overwhelming his sigh, Thunderlane turned to see a vicious snake, ready to sink its fangs into his prey. Curled tight, and ready to leap.

"AHHHHH!!!" Thunderlane screamed with fright, getting up and backing away from this monstrous predator, but with too big a fear came too big a step. With a simple tip of imbalance, Thunderlane slipped off the roof and felt nothing but cold space all around his body. It was too late, the runner realised what had happened, and what will eventually become of him. Of all the times to happen. It was done. He was going to die. The last moments of his life knowing how much he hated apathy, guilt, and how he was just as guilty of them. Now, it had chased him down till death's door. The last thing he could see was the snake from before, leaping forward with a loud vigorous hiss, instantly wrapping itself around his arm, before deciding to give in to his fate.

A sudden yank from his arm woke the runner from what he thought would be his eternal slumber. Attaining his senses, the yank from his hand came from the firm grip of his teacher, holding on as hard as he can. His bared teeth and life-or-death expression says it all.

"Thunderlane! I can't pull your weight up all alone!" Nagisa yelled, "I need your help, but don't you dare let go!"

"Guh!" Thunderlane remembered that he was hanging in the air, only supported by his teacher. Remembering how he manages with freerunning, he reaches for the roof himself, but he was too low to reach it.

"I-I need more height!" Thunderlane called back. Nagisa responded with a grunt, adding more workload to his pulling. It was a tug-of-war between gravity and Nagisa, and only a human had his strength and endurance to rely upon until the end, until...

"Got it!" Thunderlane responded as he manages a firm grip upon the roof and uses it and his teacher to prop himself back up. Thunderlane slumped down on his butt. He was just a fall's away from hell, and all that he had, or all that other know of him, would be gone. Sweating like beads, he turned to his saviour. The blue-haired teacher was also panting and perspiring like crazy, and not just from pulling him up, climbing after him must have taken a toll of energy. He checked his phone for the final time. Two minutes and 30 seconds. Just over half the time limit. It was quite a great run for a stranger, but both parties knew of the game's outcome.

"And that's three. I win!" Nagisa smiled, "Climbing up here was a pretty good idea. It's been a long time since I've stretched my legs this much." Nagisa complimented, "plus you were able to sense me, I think that much is great enough."

"Teach, how in all of the world, did you ever manage to catch me three times? You just kept appearing over here and there,"

"An assassin's secret," Nagisa replied, patting his shoulder, while secretly removing a small chip attached to the runner's shirt. "Let's just say I studied a lot about the locations of where I live."

"Woah there, you mean we're neighbours?" Thunderlane pricked up with a gulp,

"Relax! It's not going to harm your reputation or anything." Nagisa answered,

"Oh yeah. By the way. You saved my life." Thunderlane remembered "I ah... Thanks aplenty."

"Like I said, students will not come into any harm when I'm around." Nagisa replied, "because not only will I get in trouble from your family and school, but it will leave me incredibly guilty like you have been. Tell me, is it really hard to study in class?"

"Hmph..." Thunderlane shied away with a pout, "it's hard to focus when you get yelled at or challenged teach. I've been told, when you're not in the mood to study, then don't. So that's why I'm always like this because I'm too upset myself to do it. With all that the teachers that yell at me for, I wish I can explain it to them, but I've used that too many times that it's become an excuse. To tell you the truth, there is one class that I wouldn't dare laze around with: Believe it or not, it's Religious Studies."

"Do tell!" Nagisa asked,

"I'm not a religious guy. But I have to admit that the way the religious carry out their lives, it's different. I find it that they don't dwell on what's the best choice. Rather, they dwell on something even deeper and meaningful to others than the most-earning job. That's what my parents are, always about the money. And that's what they want me and Rumble to become."

"So it's authoritative parenting huh?" Nagisa asked, "now believe it or not. That's exactly the same case I had too when I was young."

"Don't pull my leg teach." Thunderlane laughed,

"True story. My mother herself was forced to become something that she didn't want as you did, and that stress carried on with her till I was conceived. Try and guess what she wanted me to be," he gave the same photo of himself and his former classmates and teacher. Thunderlane peered at the cheerful students said to be the bottom feeders of the school, noticing a student with blue-hair tied in pigtails, Thunderlane cringed at the realisation of the identity of the Lapis Lazuli girl.

"A girl. Your mum was never allowed to be a girl. And therefore, made you look like one?" Thunderlane asked, and Nagisa nodded humbly. Another shiver ran up Thunderlane's spine. Looks like the teach has it really rough himself!

"Did you like being a girl?" Thunderlane asked,

"It was the bane of my existence," Nagisa replied,

"Okay then, I guess my life isn't that bad at all." Thunderlane gave a weak smile, "but anyway, a deal's a deal. Expect me to come to your club teach."

"Not with that defeatist attitude." Nagisa smiled, "focusing on freerunning is great and all, but just make sure you have a backup plan in mind in case something bad happens, that's what the education and schools are for. In fact, I think I have an idea... You've got something on Saturday, right? Parkour-related?"

"I wish." Thunderlane huffed, "but now, my parents are dragging me for a 'family lunch', I just know they're going to yell at me for being a troublemaker again."

"I see... What if you told them that you had some... Weekend tutorship with the school? Would they change their mind?" Nagisa suggested. Thunderlane's eyes widened in surprise and hope.

"They... They actually would..."

"You've got to think outside the box. And like I promise, I'll definitely make it worth your time. For this Saturday and future club sessions. Heck, if you actually manage to do well then, as well as the test... I might give everyone a day off early, so..."

For once, Thunderlane felt a giant weight lifted off his shoulders. His body and chest feeling light and heavenly. He looked to Nagisa. This man. This teacher.

"Thanks, Mr Shiota." Thunderlane smiled, "Thank you so much."

"Thank your little brother too. He's another reason to add into helping you as much as possible. Don't make him cry. Okay?"

"Okay teach. Better keep your promise." Thunderlane offered a hand, to which Nagisa shook firmly.

"Alrighty, now the next task at hand..." Nagisa started with a big gulp, "how are we going to get down from here?"

"What!?" Thunderlane looked back in surprise, the man who managed to climb up the highest of buildings, can't get back down?

"I may have climbed up a mountain the hard way, but never down." Nagisa explained, "I can't remember so much of my physical training these days. D-Do you know how to do it?"

"Well," Thunderlane demonstrated, grasping the drainpipe, "Just slide down like the firemen always do. Watch!" Thunderlane casually slid down the pipe, making sure to break every now and then, until he landed on the roof below him without any trouble.

"G-Got it." Nagisa replied as it was his turn. Alas, the slight fear of how to get down prevented him from loosening his grip enough to slowly slide down. Rather, he went down millimetre by millimetre. Thunderlane laughed, even a teacher can relearn new tricks. Even so, Thunderlane knew himself, that he himself became a troubled student because of his lazy attitude, and he did feel that he has taken it too far and for granted. However, it does him good to see that no matter who and no matter what, some people will always see the good in him and his problems. Perhaps spending time with the Neighponese Teach would be a great change from the other school teachers. After all, he wasn't joking about helping trouble students!

Week 1 Friday: A grasping despair

"Gah!!!" Fluttershy opened her eyes in fear. Looking around, she found herself alive in the middle of the night, awoken from a rigorous nightmare. Her head and stomach reeling in stress, she fumbled out of bed and strolled to the bathroom. As the sudden change in light had blinded her temporarily, the shy girl dipped her face in the chilling waters of the tap. Putting her face towards the mirror, she observed her state. Mangled face, messy long hair, and the girl with those appearances. Her mind forcibly recollected her nightmare, causing her to evaluate and reflect upon the week's activities. The new teacher and his aim, her answer to his concerns, and the establishment of the Special Tutorship club. A cause to improve the school's issue. She was willing to help, and many people thought of that as a bright move. She's seen the situation of those who were looked down upon. Her studies and grades were great, well above average, and yet... Everything else of her yearned for help like the others. Trying to shake it off, she turned off the lights and went back to sleep.

It was the last school day of the week, and everybody is always excited for a much-needed break, but for Fluttershy, the nightmare still haunts her mind and heart, giving her a sick and heavy feeling to her stomach. Trying to get rid of the anxiety, she checks her phone on her way to school. What was placed in there surprised her.

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

That's very nice of you to mention me Flutters. Seriously though, remember what I said about gossip? -
Thunderlane

Thunderlane! You joined! - Fleetfoot

I was invited to a private conversation. It would be disrespectful if I didn't participate. - Thunderlane

So, is everyone ready for the upcoming test today? - Soarin

Stayed up almost all night for it. Now it's time for that confidence to take its course. - Thunderlane

Then best of luck to you and everyone! - Flash Sentry

Fluttershy smiled, it looks like Mr Shiota really managed to reach out to Thunderlane, and he accepted him back. Perhaps being happy for him should be the main focus today. As for her, as much as she'd like to share her plight with her friends and classmates, it's something that should be kept personally for now.

Needless as she said to herself, she was able to put her worries aside and focus on her classwork at hand without any open concern. From all her morning periods, and especially to her maths practice test this club session. All five students were accounted for, and they silently did the test, and even called it in early. Whether or whether not they did it flawlessly was not of main concern, rather it was the confidence they brought in during the test. How they managed to put pen to paper and wrote down numerous workings. Nagisa observed each and every student's behaviour and mindset as each came over and handed their tests in with a firm stance, but a calm smile. The moment everyone went back to their seats empty-handed, Nagisa decided to draw it to a close.

"You guys are really confident. Are you sure you don't want to go through a final proof-read?"

"No Sir," came a unified response. Nagisa was thrown back by the unison but nodded anyway.

"Then that's great! Now as promised, I'll tell you what the purposes of the exams are for. Aside from preparing for the real exams and tests, you should also know by now that this will be feedback for the teachers on how we as a club function, and how we apply genuine and proficient tuition. Now, all of these tests will be marked by your Maths Teacher, and he will see whether you guys did well or not! With that confidence, I'm sure you guys took it down. Way to take revenge on your maths teacher right Thunderlane?"

"Whilst I may have deserved some of that, I'm happy to force them back with their own medicine." Thunderlane chuckled. While Nagisa may have smoothed things over with Thunderlane, the runner won't be budging from his back seat.

"Anyways, if the teacher finds your tests a work of art, he's going to highly recommend the students to come here. What more than a good word to invite those to our Club?"

"Are the 5 of us not enough for you sir?" Flash asked,

"Don't be jealous, think of it as widening your comfort zone and learning to properly communicate and work with others!"

"Being persistent does have its benefits, but it's going to take a lot of persistence to get kids like us to help improve on themselves, and even so, they're more focused on their marks rather than themselves." Flash shared,

"But to do well on a test doesn't just mean good constant study, you also need a healthy mindset too. Clear of thoughts, feelings, etc. BUT! There is also a better way to help spread the invitations of the Special Tutorship club." Nagisa continued,

"Which is?" Soarin asked,

"Yourselves! Students are always curious to ask their fellow friends if they survived with something scary or crazy like a tutoring class, punishment in the teacher's office, or even a church service or meditation!" Nagisa laughed,

"Last one's debatable sir." Flash replied, "but then again, some pen pals I have actually had their church activities and camps inquired, so you know what, I take back that statement."

"Curiosity is a powerful thing." Nagisa replied, "but all in all, thank you all for coming and doing the test. I'm happy to call it early today. You guys can go out for lunch now."

"Thank you, sir!" The five students said their farewells in unison as they calmly exited the class. Nagisa smiled, looks like the students are really doing well for a change, perhaps teaching in Equestria isn't so hard as what the others in Neighpon said about 'cultural difference'. If what we show about ourselves are true and trustworthy, then no matter what country you come from, people can understand each other, and the world will be a much less hostile place.

Hostile...

The words rang in his head over and over.

Hmm... Something doesn't feel right about this. What if they do get into trouble? He'd better be there for them.

Wait! But that means he's going to be a nosy stalker like Korosensei was, and that's going to damage the trust between him and the students.

'Oh come on!' He thought to himself, can't they be trusted on their own already!?

You know what, he's just worrying too much... The day is still early and they'll be fine, let's just hope the weekend won't get to their heads. He sighed to himself.

A teacher's got his boundaries, and he's got other things to worry about like payday coming right after school! What food should he buy for next week's lunch boxes? Ah, it's great having prepared enough money for Equestria, saving up and currency exchanges were a horror for him!

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

Hey guys! How did you think the math test went? I think I managed to nail things down! - Fleetfoot

Very simple, which reminds me, looks like someone slipped some very handy tips in my exercise book. - Fluttershy

You too? I've got mine in my textbook! The guidelines on those were exactly the questions similar to today's test! - Soarin

Same here... I have a sneaking feeling it's you-know-who who did that. Just what CAN'T Mr Shiota do, or at least, has some scary side to him? - Thunderlane

I think he's scary enough when people misbehave in his class. Just makes him all the more cool and admirable! - Fleetfoot

He's using it for a good cause, that much is very admirable. - Flash Sentry

Always good and evil for you huh Flash? You haven't changed a single bit when we were just kids. - Soarin

I am honoured for being raised as a soldier. - Flash Sentry

Anyway, I thought why not we celebrate after school? Why don't we hang out together as fellow club friends? - Fleetfoot

That... Actually sounds like a brilliant idea! We don't have after-school sports practice, so we can definitely do it! You guys in? - Soarin

For once, count me in. But it depends on how long we're hanging out. If it's half past 4, I've got to meet up with Cloud and Flits. But that leaves one more person... You in Flutters? Or you've got your own friends and animals to help? - Thunderlane

Fluttershy scrolled through the conversation. Applejack's busy with her family, Pinkie is establishing a party for some music students, Twilight's gone home to study and Rarity went home because of family chores or lack thereof, Rainbow has her practice for her run as she told the entire Neighponese class yesterday, and Sunset wants some alone time today. Fluttershy really could use some alone time too, as the relief of completing the practice test did little to calm her tormenting dream. However, staying alone like this isn't going to help her stomach, and this was a rare new set of potential friends, so she made her decision.

Okay, I'm in. Meet you all by the statue after school? - Fluttershy

Sounds great! See you then! - Soarin

Fluttershy put her phone away. She's made the decision to go, but is her worried state going to upset the mood? The nightmare from before is still haunting her mind, but she's going to see what happens.

Thunderlane and the two Wonderbolts were the first to arrive, while Fluttershy was busy getting her things ready and prepared for next week, then made her way to the entrance.

"Managed to make it." Fluttershy sighed to herself, "Hey everyone!"

"Glad to see you make it!" Thunderlane greeted, "now we've got Brad to wait for."

"So, do you guys have any plans on what to do?" Fleetfoot asked,

"Well, I've actually been to a lot of activities yesterday with Cloud and Flits, I can take you there too!" Thunderlane suggested, "Trampolining, Bowling, the Arcades."

"I'd love some Arcades!" Soarin suggested,

"Always the first to speak up Soarin." Fleetfoot chuckled, "well, I'm happy to go trampolining myself!"

"Hey! Give it back you brat!" An angry command coming from a nearby boy with a hat with green and lime hair in dreadlocks-like style and a beret was calling out against a younger child, dark orange with dark-blue hair.

"B-But I don't know what you're talking about!" The boy responded with a very VERY young voice, the most innocent and sweetest, mixed with a state of confusion.

"Don't lie to me kid! I saw you pick it up from the ground, that thing's mine you know!"

"Oh dear, is that Sandalwood?" Thunderlane spotted, "I've never seen him that angry!"

"I've never seen him pick on little kids either." Soarin replied, "do you think we should help?"

"Hey everyone!" Flash approached from behind, "sorry I'm late, I had a lengthy phone conversation with my little sister. Apparently, our little Brother isn't around CHS for the time being."

"Not now Flash!" Fleetfoot whispered, "something going on over there!" Flash followed Fleetfoot's gaze to see the small feud between the kid and Sandalwood, and his face dropped.

"This thing doesn't belong to you, you jerk!" The young kid struck back, sticking out his tongue.

"Why you little!" Sandalwood stepped back insulted, his anger turning into fury. He grabbed the young boy and pushed him to a nearby wall, "Let me tell you again. What you picked up is mine, and I can prove it to you!!!"

"B-B-B-But..." The boy stuttered, tears rising in his eyes, "H-Help me!!!" He screamed. As an answer to his plea, two hands grabbed the assailant and simply pried his grip off the young boy. Timberwood stepped back in shock of the powerful grip, while the young boy looked up in fear of the Bright orange student between them.

"Harming anyone, especially a young child, is out of the question Sandalwood," Flash spoke, glaring at the student in question.

"Flash, this is none of your business! Stay out of this!" Sandalwood retorted,

"I beg your pardon..." Flash responded, his glare unfazed, "you mean seeing my friend harming my little brother is not my damn business?"

"Grr..." Sandalwood growled,

"Instead of just growling, perhaps you can tell me what's really going on?" Flash suggested, "Brother or not, both sides of the story needs to be heard,"

"But..." The young boy was hesitant about the decision.

"Fine." Sandalwood nodded in agreement, "your little punk brother, he took something from me."

"I-I didn't take it from you!" The boy interrupted, "I found it on the floor!"

"What was the item Sandalwood?" Flash asked, holding his arm to his brother, telling him to stay quiet for now.

"It's a metallic pin that means a lot to me." Sandalwood explained, a little less angry, "I had it pinned on my bag always, and it appeared to have dropped. Here, I'll show you." He presented his gym bag, and pointed to a certain empty area on the bag, "that's where it's always had been. That pin is a recycling sign, the three arrows green in colour and adorned with brass. It was a gift of thanks to those who had volunteered for last year's recycling run."

"Oh..." The young boy's eyes dawned in realisation on what he had done, "so you know a lot about it huh... I just thought it was just a random trinket dropped on the street."

"Hey!" Sandalwood bellowed,

"S-Sorry! I didn't mean to make fun of its significance!" The boy replied. "I'm so sorry that I picked it off the ground without knowing it was yours. Here, you can have it back." Reaching into his pockets, the boy pulled out the metallic pin of that exact description and held it towards Sandalwood. With a grunt completely drained of anger and rage, Sandalwood calmly reached for the pin and gently pulled it out of the boy's hands.

"Sorry for harming you kid." Sandalwood replied,

"Sorry for giving you so much trouble Sandalwood." Flash apologised, "I'll be sure to talk to him about it."

"Forget about it, these kinds of situations happened to all of us when we were young." Sandalwood sighed in disappointment and guilt as he strolled off. Once he was out of the picture, Flash turned to the boy, his younger brother.

"Okay First." Flash replied, crouching down to meet eye-to-eye with his brother, "now can you tell me everything that happened?"

"Y-Yes Big Bro..." First nodded, tearing up again, "Yes, I left early just to come and see you, and then I found the pin on the floor. I didn't know it was that guy's pin at all. So I just kept it. If I knew that it was his, then I would definitely return it!"

"I see." Flash stood up,

"I'm really sorry Big Bro! I know stealing is wrong, and it was never my intention!" First spoke up again,

"Hey," Flash returned with a firm and warm hug, "it's alright. I have been in a situation like this myself too when I was your age. It's no different than finding money lying around, and you know what to do with them right?"

"Of course. I left it there, or place it in a way where it's visible." First answered, continuing to sob "I... I'm so sorry..."

"It's okay." Flash comforted, "you returned it back to its rightful owner, that's what matters. No one's at fault here, it was just a misunderstanding." The four classmates watched from afar, observing everything with different reactions.

"Good thing Flash was here, otherwise things could have gotten ugly," Thunderlane commented,

"Whether it was his little brother or not. Flash will always try to settle disputes and get down to the bottom of this." Soarin added, "heck, that sort of attitude was highly commended by his Martial Arts teacher."

"Whatever he his, I'm glad that someone who's always helpful exists, it would certainly make our world good and better!" Fleetfoot laughed,

Fluttershy stood in complete silence, watching the little boy warm up to a smile and a small laugh from having his hair tousled by Flash, whom is smiling back. Flash's act of kindness, Fleetfoot's words. Does the world really want someone as kind as he is? As she herself is? She remembers a young girl who was yelled at, charged and injured because she helped defend and save a person who had been wronged, and how the young girl and her family suffered greatly for this 'insult' and 'charge against emotional imbalance and frustration'... No... This wasn't just any young girl... And this wasn't just any random nightmare... It was the resurfacing of a dark memory.

Fluttershy felt very unwell throughout the time the group went to their first activity of bowling. Although new to bowling as most are, felt that she herself is unable to play properly. After the 6th Gutterball or so, it began to dawn on her classmates that she wasn't her normal self.

"Are you okay Fluttershy?" Flash asked, "you look rather pale."

"Oh, it's... Nothing..." Fluttershy sighed, "just not doing my best today."

"Hmm..." Thunderlane overheard, it should be obvious to everyone that her voice had a lot of emotional disdain and agony behind it. Something seemed to have spooked her, the question was what.

After the bowling match, the five decided to head to a small quiet spot in the park to buy some cheap drinks at a vendor store and cool down. The Wonderbolts were laughing and celebrated on how both ended tied in first place. Fluttershy on the other hand, she was too much in despair to even enjoy herself as she silently sipped her juice while observing a flock of birds scratching the dirt away, hoping to find some good worms for their lunch or dinner. Flash himself was having his own time as well until a sudden tap on the shoulder got his attention.

"Flash?" Thunderlane whispered, "mind if we talk?"

"Sure," Flash replied, "what's up?"

"Two things that are up. First is Fluttershy," Thunderlane answered, "she looks really broken today. Did you not know that?"

"That much I do," Flash replied, "I can tell myself that something really made her sad."

"It's more than just being 'sad' Brad." Thunderlane replied, "it's like she's been to hell and back. Do you think she should have stayed at home?"

"Well, if I was depressed, I would NEVER leave the house unless the school is involved." Flash replied, "I'd stay, do my homework, try to go to sleep, pray a lot, be very anti-social. But in the case of Fluttershy, I'm sure she has her reasons."

"More like she doesn't want us to feel left out as an entire group, with the club being only less than a week old."

Flash replied, "Interesting observation and theory."

"But... It's so obvious from her face." Thunderlane added, "that she's got a giant burden to carry when she herself has her own problems."

"I see. Should I pay more attention to her next time?"

"If you want to be romantically involved." Thunderlane joked, "but anyway. The second item Brad is about Teach. He never said anything about keeping secrets, so I might as well ask you. Is he actually an... Assassin?"

"Yes." Flash replied calmly, surprising the runner, "he has the skills and proficiency of a good one, and uses it for teaching."

"That's crazy. Not his attitude and personality, but those skills are crazy! I guess that clap of his really woke me up for real."

"What clap?"

"He paid a house visit, parents not included. He and I played a little game of tag, and uh... How does an assassin play tag again?"

"Something dangerous, I'll give it that." Flash replied until he remembered something regarding their teacher, "hey Thunderlane? That reminds me since you weren't coincidentally present in some classes, Mr Shiota's been teaching us some... Drills."

"No..." Thunderlane, "you get to learn how to be assassins? Dang it!" Thunderlane slapped his palm to his face in disgust, "I really should have gone often!"

"Perhaps," Flash chuckled, "but not just for fun or to look cool. It's strictly for self-defence, and they're not real army knives."

"Do you learn how to handle firearms?" Thunderlane asked,

"No, but there was this interesting test after knife-work on Wednesday. A way to focus on our surroundings and perceive disturbances. You can just use your senses, or sometimes your habits."

"Habits? That's a first!"

"It helps sometimes. Whenever I go to bed, I like to enjoy silence going to sleep. So any creaky floorboards or wind would keep me awake, but rather in fear than alertness. Otherwise, like Fluttershy. She'd probably use the local wildlife here as indicators."

"Guys," Fluttershy spoke up, "stay silent." Everyone turned to see their shy classmate stand up.

"Ah, Fluttershy. Are you feeling better?" Flash asked. Fluttershy responded with a finger to her lips. The birds she watched took flight as was quickly flapping their wings away from the park. A common guess is that the birds are done worm-hunting for the day, and head back to their homes. This was different, however. The birds seem to have left in a haste, possibly at the fact that something dangerous was close by. Perhaps it could be a random cat or dog, but this was a quiet spot that they picked, and she hasn't seen any dog or cat in the park today when they entered. Paranoid she may be, but she'd better take the chance,

"Something's watching us," Fluttershy responded and turned towards the tree, the others following suit. "Alright now, come on out wherever you are..."

"Oh!" A man came out from hiding behind the tree, and approached the group in a harmless way, "did you think I was watching you? I'm sorry, wasn't doing anything of the sort."

"Oh snap!" Soarin gasped, "you actually found someone! Looks like you're really putting Mr Shiota's teaching to use!"

"Oh, that's okay sir." Fluttershy quickly changed into a smile, "umm... How are you?"

"Me?" The man asked, "well... I normally come to the park here to relax, having to work for four full days day and night drives me crazy, you know?"

"Oh, I know entirely." Fluttershy nodded in agreement, while she tapped a few words on her phone, "we're high school students. After all, getting up early and studying all day is something tiring. Is that right?" Fluttershy turned to the group,

"Oh yeah, definitely," Flash replied and the others nodded.

"Oh wow, look at the time!" Fleetfoot nervously chuckled, "sorry, we really don't have time to talk now. Enjoy relaxing on the weekend!" And one by one, the four quickly scurry off.

"Sorry about that!" Fluttershy quickly drew the man's wavering attention back from looking at the retreating students, "my friends are not very talkative."

"Ah, I see, wanting to properly spend time with close friends huh?" The man asked, cracking his knuckles and stretching his fingers.

"Well, we all went through a tough exam today." Fluttershy replied, "so we celebrated a little. We went bowling, and came here to relax and cool down at the park!"

"Ah, what a lively young bunch." The man laughed, rubbing his hands and arms "you know you kids have it easy right? Reminds of the time when I was still in my teenage years in high school. Well, it wasn't all sunshine and lollipops or at the very least good. Everyone there were complete nutjobs and all around ungrateful people. I can't say the same for where I am today either. Everyone's a prick, you know that?"

"Oh dear, I'm terribly sorry to hear about such bad memories." Fluttershy apologised, figuring on a way to escape herself. "In that case, perhaps I should really leave you be." She started to inch around him, her back pointing toward's the park exit. "Perhaps you'll find some joy in relaxing around nature."

"Don't worry!" The man laughed again, "I have my ways. It's hard work, but I guess some tension for your hand muscles does make you feel better."

Fluttershy instantly regretted asking that question, it had all become clear. The way he talks, his topic of discussion and his hands, especially the hands. She's unsure whether this man's teenage life was the cause of his true behaviour, but it was the least of her concern. Whatever it is, the man here today was indeed that man who assaulted the students and had just found his next target, five in total possibly, if the other four began worrying about her. Taking little steps back, she uttered a final question.

"Feel better? But... How. How does making others bear witness to your hand muscles... Make you feel better!?"

"Pardon?" The man's cheerful tired face turned grim. What was the girl talking about? Without any chance to inquire, the young girl before him immediately turned tail and ran as hard as she could. It was a split second until he realised the girl's actions.

Oh... Looks like the gazelle found out and warned the pack. Clever thing... But being the lion makes it all the more fun...

Week 1 Friday: A grasping fight (F. Foot)

Fleetfoot's POV

Oh, My, Goddesses.

I can't believe it, it really was the man who attacked the CHS students. Fluttershy had always been suspicious in the beginning and had enough confidence and information to tell that it was him, and given us the signal to run.

When she called him out from behind the tree, he seemed completely harmless, all a ploy I bet. In response, Fluttershy understood the situation and decided to act like she always does, and she fooled us both. I thought she was over-worrying of a man stressed from his work and toil, just like we have. When Fluttershy turned around to ask us about our High School stress, she impatiently got our attention through her shaking phone and the written message on it.

"This guy is the one who harmed some of our students this Tuesday. GET OUT OF HERE! RUN!!!"

I felt a sudden chill around my body and looked back at the stressed and easy-going man. Surely she was joking! But if Fluttershy's face of fear was anything to describe, she meant it. All of us managed to get the idea and did the thing that she (and our parents) always told us to do when dealing with strangers older than us.

"Oh wow, look at the time!" I spoke up, "Sorry, we really don't have time to talk now. Enjoy relaxing on the weekend!" Once the four of us began walking away, we picked up the pace immediately, eager to escape from this potential attacker.

"You don't think Fluttershy was serious right?" Thunderlane asked after we reached the Park's Entrance.

"Only one way to find out," I replied, pulling out my phone. Typing 'CHS student assault' on the search bar, the news article regarding the CHS assault on Tuesday popped up as the top result. Frantically entering the website, I quickly scrolled down through the wall of text and pictures of our injured classmates and came face to face with the mug shot of the attacker. My body went even colder, Oh My Goddesses.

"Well?" Soarin inquired, "is it?" I look back at him with grief and anxiety, and everyone soon followed.

"We can't leave her like this." Flash spoke up, "we need to get back to her!"

"But, what if it's too late?" I asked,

"Don't say that!" Flash bellowed in anger, "I will not let any person be harmed by a madman!"

"I'll call the police first, I know you've got this Flash." Soarin started as he dialled the emergency number and held the phone to his ear, eager for someone to pick up.

I've noticed something, Soarin seems to know a lot about Flash. Did they share some past together? I can't recall. But now's really not the time. I find myself eager to go assist Flash, but he appears to have stopped midway.

"Flash?" I called out, "are you okay?"

"Change of plans." Flash turned around, "Fluttershy escaped."

"Oh," Soarin sighed with joy as he pressed the--

"Guh!" Soarin was interrupted when Flash quickly tackled him to the ground,

"What the hell!?" Soarin yelled, pushing him off, "what is wrong with you!?"

"Is it not obvious that when a mouse escapes, the cat will give chase!?" Flash yelled back,

"O-Oh..." Soarin looked back at his phone, seeing the words 'Call Ended'. Throughout his temporary relief, he seemed to have thought it safe to not warn the police anymore. Uh oh... Looks like he dun goofed.

"What are you guys doing!?" Fluttershy yelled as she ran towards us, "RUN!"

Whilst the others made a headstart, I managed to catch a glimpse of the man behind her. No, it wasn't a man... It was a beast, his eyes and teeth ready to sink themselves into flesh and be coated with blood. That's my curiosity satiated, now's the time to run!

The five of us ran as fast as we could, hoping to lose him but no matter what, he was always on our trail. It was just our luck that we decided to cool down at a quiet spot, and it was also our luck that we were unable to find any crowded areas. Heck, I'm not even sure if it's going to stop him from attacking people anyway.

I also realised that none of us decided to break off and run our own separate ways. I'd do anything to save my own hide, but seeing Soarin, Thunderlane, Flash and Fluttershy by my side, I just can't abandon them! Could it be because of Mr Shiota? I wish I can help, but the only thing I know how to do is run and play sports. Not much good at hiding let alone fighting.

"Wait..." Flash took the lead as we followed him to a dark alley in the corner. "We're going to hide here. Keep silent."

Thank Goodness! I thought we'd be running till our stomachs burst! Following suit, we each found a safe spot where we could hide. Flash, Fluttershy, Thunderlane and I hid back in the shadows, while Soarin was in front of us, hiding behind a trash can. We waited and waited and waited, until we saw the same man chasing us passing on ahead, paying no attention to the alleys next to him. I exhaled a breath of relief. He lost us, and that's great.

"Alrighty then," Soarin replied, pulling out his phone once again, "now we can call the cops!"

Finally, it was over. We lost him, we alerted the cops, and now we can go home safe and unarmed. At least, that's what I thought we were doing.

"Wait." Flash stopped, and stood up. "How can we be sure that we'll find him?" We return with silence. Oh yeah... We can't call the police and expect them to come at once. That man can have all the time in the world to escape.

"Plus..." Flash clenched his fist, across his face, a look of fury. "I'm not going to let him get away with punching people just for kicks."

"Oh no. No." I protested, "we are not going to play the hero! We aren't going to expend more of our time finding him!"

"Actually," Fluttershy replied, pointing towards the end of the alley, "I think we can."

"What in Neighpon are you guys doing here?" A familiar teacher's voice called out to us. No way, I can recognise that voice anywhere at any time, who would ever forget the charming voice of our Blue-Haired, Azure-Eyed Teacher?

The streets weren't so quiet as I thought it would be. During our chase, we passed by the bank, and it so happens that Mr Shiota was paying a visit to do... I don't know, there are so many things to do there. Anyway, Fluttershy was able to explain the entire situation to him, and what she plans to do, this puzzled him to great new levels.

"You know, this sort of stuff is dangerous, and being the hero in this situation is a big no-no unless you are obligated like a cop." He replied, "on the other hand, this opportunity is too big to pass. After all, harming any student of this school has gained my ire, I'm happy to take him down."

"Can you take him on by yourself Sensei?" Fluttershy asked, "we can help call the police if you want."

"That's a great idea. If we're able to corner him long enough, the police will be able to take it from there." Nagisa replied, "but... There are a few personal things I'd like to deal with him first. Is that all right for you guys?"

"Why ask?" Thunderlane replied, "I say let the guy have a taste of his own medicine!"

"Don't harm him till the point of no return..." Fluttershy protested, "I understand that he did a lot of wrongs for his own personal gain, but that doesn't mean we should reply with a wrongdoing of our own."

"I support the decision of mercy." Flash replied, "after all, some people may not like the idea of vigilantes. If anything, I say we disarm him and hold him down till the police come."

"I think that sounds fair to me," Soarin added, cancelling the call a second time.

"I guess that decides it." Nagisa nodded. "Do you have something to say Fleetfoot?" I shook my head in fear. I can't believe that we are going to be the chasers after being chased. I have absolutely nothing to say to that.

"Then I'll take that answer as neutral, so we'll go for the act of mercy. Is that alright Thunderlane?"

"As long as he gets what's coming to him, I'm fine." Thunderlane bargained with a shrug.

"Then follow me, and when I tell you to, stay very silent," Nagisa replied, guiding us like primary school children, except that we're going to be looking at how to disarm and capture a person. I'm not sure whether to laugh or hurt myself for making that joke.

The man that was chasing us stood at the dead end of an alley, clutching his head and yelling to himself. To think I'd be seeing this guy again, I just feel like running away, but with Mr Shiota completing the numbers of the Special Tutorship club, I am all the more motivated to stay side-by-side as a team. That's right, we're a team and we stick together.

"Alright then," Nagisa replied, "you guys know the layout of this town so I'm relying on you guys to call the police, and don't be too loud. Okay?"

"Got it." Soarin nodded, pulling out his phone and dialling 911 for the third, and I hope, final time. "Hello? Hello? Emergency? Yeah, I need to you call the police..." He whispered,

"Now comes the hard part." Nagisa replied, "I'm going to make sure he doesn't go anywhere." He stood up and cracked his knuckles, "you guys better stand back and... Please don't ever take what I am about to do to heart." And with that, our tutor stepped forward towards the man.

"Hey, you!" Nagisa called to the man. The man turned his ghastly blood-crazy face around. "So you're the guy who hurt a few of my students last Tuesday, and attempted to do the same today!"

"What's this?" The man sneered, cracking his knuckles, "Someone here to play the hero?"

"Not for myself mind you, but definitely for my students." Nagisa replied, "and I'll make sure that they won't be harmed by the likes of you again."

"Ha!" The man threw a hard punch at his face, laughing like crazy, "You think you're so tough? What a load of Bullsh-ack!" His taunting turned into yelping as his hands and arm were forcibly twisted to one side, catching him unaware of the oncoming pain. The next thing he knew was that a knee was rammed into his gut and was knocked back.

"Mind your language. I'll thank and respect you to not use it in front of my students!" Nagisa retorted,

I see, so the man thought that he had hit his target that he got all cocky about it. But in truth, Mr Shiota saw that coming and blocked it with his fist, then proceed to twist him up then give him a blow. Wow, Mr Shiota really is an assassin!

"Gah! Lucky shot pal." The man growled, now in a fighting stance, "but you think you can take down a-- gwark!" The man was interrupted again by a direct uppercut knocking him back once more.

"Whoever told you that talking mid-battle was a good idea?" Nagisa spoke, "how about you beat me to a pulp, then trash-talk me all you want?"

Roaring in anger and embarrassment, the man rushed forward with his arms ready to swing and punch. Mr Shiota swiftly and easily moved his body around, evading every single punch, jab, hook, haymaker, any type of attack that I don't know of. Seeing that all his punches have failed, he swung his leg low instead, hoping to trip him up. Nagisa quickly retaliated with a kick of his own, his shoe directly striking him in the middle of the leg.

The man reeled back in pain, clutching it in hopes that he can soften the pain. Nagisa continued watching his enemy waiting for his next time to strike, while we watched nearby (except Soarin, he's busy telling the police where we are), discussing his current actions.

"Strange," Thunderlane asked, "why won't Teach finish the job already?"

"He's an honourable man!" I suggested, "he won't tear them down like a savage, he'll always give a chance for the enemy to fight his fullest!"

"I hope you didn't pull from the stereotype of Neighponese people always being honourable." Flash replied, "granted, they have a long history of carrying such great and respectable behaviour, but there's always going to be diversity."

"You're half-right Fleetfoot," Fluttershy replied, watching the battle ever so closely. "Sensei is indeed holding back to give him a chance, but it's not a chance to give him another round of punches, but a chance for him to surrender. If the man refuses to fight, Sensei's going to damage or crack another bone."

"What!?" I jumped, that's a ridiculous presumption! Granted, keeping an intact mind for battle is important to make judgement calls and decisions to hit the enemy and not get hit yourself, but I really doubt that he can fit that mindset on to the plan.

"I can see you're doubting me." Fluttershy turned to face me, "but believe me, That's exactly what he's doing." She pointed back to the fight, where the man decided to continue fighting despite the leg injury. "Once Sensei finds an opening, he's going to make him feel pain again," Fluttershy predicted. Turning back to the fight, The man continued his barrage of fists, and Mr Shiota detecting and evading some, while blocking others with his palms. The man decided to punch both his hands together, only to have them slapped off-course, and his attempt successfully mimicked by his enemy to be pushed back. What Mr Shiota did next was fast, quick and unbelievable. He dove down to the ground, tripped up the man with a leg sweep, and used that momentum to stand back up and have enough time to deal a crunching blow on the man's back while he was still falling. I dropped my jaw, everyone but Fluttershy dropped their jaw. I thought for a moment there, I was watching this dangerous man, completely powerless and overwhelmed by the most vicious and strongest snake in the world.

What's even more, Fluttershy's prediction went exactly as she said. For someone so kind, she's very perceptive.

"Never ever underestimate an assassin." Fluttershy turned back to me, "Sensei may not kill, but that doesn't mean he won't leave someone as they are if they do something wrong."

"... Really, thank you very much!" Soarin thanked as he ended the call. "Guys, I called them, and they're on their way!"

"Ah, finally..." Flash sighed with relief. "Sir?" He gave our teacher the thumbs up.

Mr Shiota nodded in response and beckoned the five of us to come. As we got closer, we can see the man trying to pick himself off the floor. Looks like that second hit dragged his face quite hard on the ground that he's beginning to bleed. I can see that his blood-hungry face was still there, but his expression was filled with shock and surprise as he started wiping his own blood from his face.

"It's over pal." Nagisa smiled. It's that face... His 'killer's gaze' as most of the Wonderbolts had named. "Police are on their way now, and there's no getting out of here this time. Your people-punching days are over."

"Gah..." The man froze in fear at the sight of Mr Shiota's sharp gaze and stayed on all fours while crawling back, beginning to quiver and shiver.

"Oh and there's no method of escaping either." Nagisa laughed, "looks like the hunter has become the hunted."

"Dayum Teach, that was awesome!" Thunderlane replied,

"I got to say Mr Shiota, I know that you've got your reasons for not wanting to cause violence, but what you did was really awesome," I complimented,

"Aww, Fleetfoot..." He blushed, his 'killer's gaze' pushed aside to show a bashful look. Our tutor may be the kindest person out there next to Fluttershy, but he has the skills to completely overturn and takedown even the craziest of people. He's a teacher, he's an assassin, and he balances both out. He's everything that I dream of in a man...

"It's not over..." A grunt from the criminal-to-be weakly parted from his lips. We turned back around to see the man, trying to stand up with courage.

"Oh, I wouldn't do that if I were you." Nagisa suggested, "I think it's time for you to face the consequences of your actions."

"No..." The man replied, a small... smile on his face? "A lion never surrenders to his prey."

His voice... It changed! The man held his arm out one more time, but not deliver some air punch or anything. What he did was... Beyond all horror and insanity. His index finger began growing, swelling and changing shape. The longer it grew, the thicker it became, the slimier it looked, and the sicker our faces become. Me, Fluttershy, Flash, Thunderlane, Soarin and even Mr Shiota.

"No..." Nagisa spoke, his face crestfallen in horror,

"What the hell is that!?" Thunderlane yelled out,

"Die!!!" The man yelled as his... Tentacle finger lunged towards us at full speed. I was so distracted by how grotesque it looks. It was a mix between an octopus and one of those 'Cthulhu' tentacles, and with it matching the colour of his skin is too disturbing for the eyes. I sidestepped away from the oncoming tentacle as did the others, but Mr Shiota just stood there, waiting for the tentacle to collide.

"Teach!" Thunderlane called, "are you crazy!? Run!!!"

"Crazy?" Nagisa replied back, "I think I am going to be." Once again, what happened next was a complete blur, I anticipated the tentacle's contact on Mr Shiota in fear, the sound of contact can be heard, but it wasn't Mr Shiota who fell. He was still standing, a green rubber army knife was gripped in his hand and on the floor...

The man and the rest of us all glued our eyes to what used to be part of the tentacle, wriggling in peril like a fish hopelessly splashing about, before it slowed down and laid lifelessly on the floor.

"I thought this whole debacle was over." Nagisa spoke out, pointing the knife towards the man, "I hoped and prayed this whole debacle was over, but I should have known. If Equestrians had found that cure, then it should be obvious that Equestria also has dibs on that project!"

"Im... Impossible!" The man growled, his distorted voice still there. "They were invincible!"

"Then allow me to educate you," Nagisa replied, as he picked up the tentacle piece with his free hand, and pressed it against the knife. It seemed impossible, but the tentacle piece melted with a frightening sizzling sound when it came into contact with the green rubber knife. Mr Shiota continued applying the knife to all the solid parts of the tentacle until everything became a liquid goo, harmlessly passing around his fingers and dripping to the ground before evaporating into steam.

"Whoever told you that these things were invincible has omitted an important fact: It isn't. I'm not sure about the news here in Equestria, but over in Neighpon, we've seen this kind of thing before, and we developed many things to work against it!"

"Neighponese Porn?" Soarin asked. I slapped his head in response to that bad joke. What an idiot.

The man growled back at Mr Shiota as if he was a lion himself. Holding out his hand, the cut off tentacle-finger tensed up and sprouted out a replacement tip, making itself good as new.

"So even you can regenerate that tentacle." Nagisa observed, "nothing new, I've seen it before." Like a snake ready to pounce on its prey, Nagisa whipped out a gun and fired at him, a direct hit straight on the tentacle, the bullet tearing through it like butter.

"Ah," Flash noted, "so that's the firearm?"

"Air Pistol." Nagisa waved the pistol at us, "legal, non-lethal, ball-bearings are made of Anti-sensei material, tiny bit bigger, but a tiny bit softer than a paintball."

"But that design aesthetic looks awfully familiar to that of a real gun," Flash asked,

"Still an air gun, don't worry!" Nagisa assured. We looked back at the man who's surprised that his tentacle got cut off a second time, but decided to regenerate it with a loud popping sound. We've been fighting for a while now, and this guy's not giving up!

Then it struck me, how did he regain the energy to stand up again and fight after that leg and back strike!? Even if Mr Shiota can shoot those tentacles off, I don't know how it's going to stop him from regenerating and striking again!

"Mr Shiota, cutting off the tentacle only for him to regenerate won't solve anything! And how did he regain that energy back!?"

"In due time Fleetfoot, but to put it in quick terms. Regenerating those tentacles require a lot of energy. Cutting and shooting off the tentacles are the way to tire him out."

I looked back at the man. Having his tentacle cut twice now, I can see that he's exhausted trying to regrow them. For something so fast and stretchy, it seems to have its drawbacks after all.

"Tell me." Nagisa pointed his gun at the man, a new face upon this time. Not his usual kind face, and not his 'Killer's Gaze'. It was a face of complete anger, rage and fury. "Where did you get those tentacles? Where did they come from!? TELL ME NOW!!!"

Holy Crud, I have never seen him so angry before, this is worse than being given the Killer's Gaze because that was an act of threat. This? These are the eyes of someone who is ready and prepped to kill instantly the moment someone refuses his demand for answers.

But once the tentacle-finger man got his bearings, he sent it on a flailing haywire, making its movements a blur to see. We almost completely forgot this guy was a psycho.

"Dang it!" Nagisa replied, unable to find a proper aim at the target, "I can't fire!"

Looks like the man also knows how to learn, the words of 'never underestimate your opponent' doesn't end at soccer I guess. All of us tried to anticipate where his tentacle was going to be, but that was a big mistake.

The moment the man found that we are completely entranced by the tentacle's dexterity, he extended his tentacle, and it was too late for us to notice that it zipped to the side of Flash, and with a mighty swipe, slammed him into the wall.

"Gawwk!" Flash bawled in pain and surprise, a great deal of blood launched from his mouth while dropping to his knees. "Wh-What?" He coughed. The five of us turned in shock to see our friend knocked to his knees. But once again, our eyes were off our target and the tentacle stretched forward, punching Thunderlane in the gut.

"Rrraaahhh!" Thunderlane went airborne for a second before landing on sides, his hands clutching the wound in great pain.

"Thunderlane!" Soarin yelled, I instantly knew what transpired. This tentacle was moving on his command, and the man hasn't given any signal to show where that tentacle was going to strike, is he speaking to it with his mind? I don't want to know the hard way. This guy's going to keep on flailing his tentacle until he finds the next opportunity to distract us. If we make sure to keep an eye on him, Mr Shiota especially, we may be able to prevent fewer injuries to us.

Wait... Did I just come up with a plan? But that's Spitfire's job... No, that was for soccer, this is the matter of life and death! And I... Did I just think of something that isn't related to Soccer, but something else completely? No! Now's not the time! I have to do this before anyone gets hurt!

"Soarin! Get Thunderlane and Flash to safety!" I instinctively yelled, while still staring at the psychopathic tentacle man before us. "Mr Shiota, we were taken by surprise. The moment we divert our attention, he has all the time to strike."

"Right." Nagisa nodded, "I see what you mean, completely forgot about that."

"Soarin!" I repeated his name,

"Okay! Okay!" Soarin yelled, wrapping one arm of Thunderlane and Flash around his shoulder and hauling them up, "Can you guys walk?"

"Argh..." Thunderlane continued reeling in pain, but stomped his feet on the ground as an answer,

"I..." Flash coughed, "I can still march."

"Hold on guys!" Soarin encouraged, "I'll get you guys to a safe place!" Without a word, the man lashed his tentacle-finger straight towards our rescue member. This time, we knew that the enemy was going to use this chance as an attack of opportunity, and Mr Shiota took that opportunity to attack the tentacle and strike true.

"Dammit!" The man yelled as he saw his finger chopped off before he could cause any damage. Strange, did his voice return to normal?

"I will hunt you down!" The man roared again, regrowing his tentacle. Well, temporarily returned to normal I should say then. But as Mr Shiota said, it seems that this man hasn't got a lot of energy left after that third regeneration.

"How long is the police going to be here?" Fluttershy asked,

"I dunno. But I need to make sure that this guy has his tentacle chopped off before the police see!" Nagisa replied, Fluttershy continued watching the near-exhausted man, and her face began to crumble. Wait... That face...

"Then..." Fluttershy turned back, her face completely void of emotion "I am able to help here..."

Nagisa lifted his head in alert, knowing exactly what Fluttershy wants to do. "Don't you dare Fluttershy, do not approach him."

"All I just have to do is to cut off the tentacle right?" Fluttershy continued, pulling out an Anti-Sensei knife from her pocket,

"This is an order! Do not attack him!" Nagisa yelled, "And I told you to only pull out the knife in our club, or alone at home!"

I panicked, Fluttershy isn't listening anymore. She's determined to take this man down, as she began charging towards him.

"So the gazelle offers herself... Beautiful." A devious grin spread on his face as his regenerated tentacle shot towards her, aiming directly for her head. Regardless, Fluttershy continued charging forward, her knife raised and ready.

No, she wasn't determined. That devoid, cold face of hers. It's familiar... It's exactly the face that I would make if I wasn't crying or bawling my tears when I remember how small and frail I was back at Wednesday, how I broke down when Mr Shiota, an assassin, told me the numerous ways I can die. When I had the thought that everything I did was meaningless, and the things that mattered to me the most was nothing compared to losing my life. It was when I felt despair as what my parents told me after I explained the experiences to them that day.

I was eavesdropping on Thunderlane and Flash's conversation regarding Fluttershy while I was talking with Soarin. I too had concerns for her when we were bowling. Something seemed to have made her snap. As I saw the two forces ready to collide, I realised her true intentions. She's going to charge straight forward and complete the task of cutting that tentacle while making herself open to the chance of getting killed by it, because she felt that something she did was meaningless in this giant world, and now she wants to go out in a blaze today through a final, self-sacrificial act of help. No, I need to stop her! The two of them are getting even closer and closer, and I burst forward, eager to stop them from hitting. I don't know if I can make it in time, but I need to!

"Fluttershy!" Mr Shiota and I yelled. Wait... Mr Shiota? All of a sudden, I saw the vicious snake from before slithering forward, but not to ensnare or constrict its target. Rather, it coiled and curled up as a shield to Fluttershy and hissed in great pain as that tentacle pierced through the snake's scaly-tough body, uncurling itself and continuing to hiss and wriggle as it hung in the air.

It was heart and hope-shattering. I stood there and saw Mr Shiota, my, no... Our Teacher and Tutor of Canterlot High School, the tentacle protruding from his shoulder, stained with blood. I looked at my teacher, his face was open in shock, his eyes bewildered in panic, he stood there, gasping at the realisation of what happened. The man also looked surprised at his new target and wondering what happened to his intended one.

But Fluttershy? She quickly appeared from behind Mr Shiota, and sliced off the tentacle, while pulling out the tentacle skewered through Mr Shiota's shoulder. That makes it four times now, and Fluttershy of all people dealt that blow.

The man growled in pain as he looked at his sliced tentacle-finger once more, four times it had been chopped off. From the looks of it, I bet he doesn't have the energy anymore to regrow it a fourth time. I look back towards Fluttershy. Her body looked emotionless and expressionless as before, but something had changed. Her eyes were no longer filled with despair. Rather, it was filled with anger, hatred, fury. Seeing her teacher get hurt like that, it must have sparked 'that' thing in her.

"You..." Fluttershy growled, threateningly pointing her knife at the man. "You!"

"There they are!" Soarin's voice interrupted the tension, "and there he is!" Soarin's voice.

"This is the police!" Unfamiliar sounds were added to the mix. Those words seemed to have thrown Fluttershy back into consciousness and knowing what she was done, quickly hid the knife back in her pocket. The policemen, clad in blue, tackled the man to the ground, and cuffing him with their usual, 'you're under arrest'. Thank goodness, it looks like that tentacle has disappeared before they came.

"Are these your friends?" A policeman accompanying Soarin pointed at me and Fluttershy,

"Yeah!"

"And the blue-haired adult?" He pointed towards Mr Shiota, clutching his skewered shoulder, attempting to stop the bleeding.

"Our Teacher. I told you that he happened to be nearby while we were walking and tried to protect us." Soarin continued,

"Understood. It's your turn nurses." The police man signalled to some other men and women dressed in Paramedic attire, and they quickly rushed over to our heroic teacher.

"Hey," one paramedic called out, "can you hear me? Can you talk?" Nagisa replied with two nods,

"What's your name pal?" She continued,

"Nagisa... Shiota... And I can still walk..." Nagisa grunted in pain as he introduced himself.

"Take it easy pal, at least you won't need the stretcher." The paramedic comforted, "I need a wheelchair immediately!" With another paramedic rushing over with said wheelchair, the paramedic team carefully guided Mr Shiota to properly sit down and get himself comfortable.

"You're going to be okay Nagisa." The first paramedic spoke, "It's going to be alright." And with that, Mr Shiota was wheeled into the Ambulance, preparing to depart.

"Alright, you two." The policeman with Soarin turned to us, "you guys unhurt?"

"Yeah," Fluttershy spoke, "more so or less."

"Flash, Thunderlane..." I spoke as I was carefully guided by the policeman to the police car. "Are they alright?"

"They're in the same ambulance with Mr Shiota." Soarin replied, "they'll be fine. At least, they certainly fared better than Mr Shiota did."

"So where are we going?" I asked the Police Officer,

"Just to the police station. We'll need to take down a few notes and statements regarding what happened, then you'll be able to go home, a free police escort if required. Don't worry, that man will be far away from you as possible."

I looked back at the man who was being shoved into a police van. He looked defeated as he hopped into the back, but he turned to look at the three of us one last time with a death glare before the doors slammed shut on him. I hope the policeman was right that he would never come back again, but I can't shake the feeling that this won't be the last time we'll see him. Stepping into the police car, I sat in the middle between Soarin and Fluttershy. To my left, Soarin was pretty shaken about what transpired in today, so was Fluttershy on the right, with both her despair and her rage completely gone.

For me though? To think that I'd wallow in my own despair of easily losing my life, no matter how much I trained in the sport I love that Wednesday, only to have that put to the test on whether I was going to survive or not today. I could have died there, so could have Soarin, Fluttershy, Flash, Thunderlane and even Mr Shiota. He saved us even when facing the Gates of Hell. Words can never describe how thankful I am to him. But even so, what I did back there with the plans, to make sure to not give any opportunity for the man to attack, to evacuate Thunderlane and Flash. For once, I did something that completely changed an entire situation that doesn't even compare to turning the tables in a Soccer Match. I didn't feel like the world was crumbling down on me like it did on Wednesday. Rather, It feels like I was crushed between Darkness and Light, and it was confusing as all Hell. Call me strange though, but it actually felt... Quite nice. Not as nice as being happy, but tons better than being depressed.

Now I need to pray and hope that Mr Shiota and our two friends will be able to have their wounds healed.

Week 1 Saturday: A grasping reveal

Author's Note: Spoiler alert once again, Nagisa reveals his past (aka parts of Assassination Classroom) to the rest to the five students.

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

Hey, is everyone okay? - Fleetfoot

I wish that yesterday was just a dream but I'm still shaking in reality - Soarin

Oh Goddesses... It fucking hurts. Pardon my language - Thunderlane

Pardoned. I understand the pain is too unbearable to suppress - Flash Sentry

You know what? I think we should all visit him, we owe him aplenty - Fleetfoot

I was going to get the chance to have a weekend class with him, but now he's in hospital. So you know what? I'll visit the teach either way, if not you guys - Thunderlane

Sure, I'm happy to - Soarin

Actually, there's something else... We also need to understand the situation and the entire story - Fluttershy

You mean about the tentacles? - Soarin

More than that, we need to explain certain things to Thunderlane and the rest of us, and you too Fleetfoot. I know you were the most worried - Fluttershy

... Okay then, visiting hours are after lunch, so let's meet up there - Fleetfoot

Things weren't quite the same for the five students of the Special Tutorship Club. It has been a long and stressful week for them. It's all because of their Tutor/Teacher. He was introduced to the school on Monday, started an extracurricular club on Tuesday, confessed about his past and trusted his students with special weapons on Wednesday, chased around a student literally during a home visit on Thursday, and Friday was when he got badly wounded from something that he knows greatly about.

All of the five students made it on time, with Fleetfoot bringing a bouquet of Flowers. They only nodded at each other in greetings, then approached the receptionist desk.

"Excuse me, madam?" Fluttershy asked, "we're here to see a patient that came in yesterday."

"Name of the patient?" The receptionist asked,

"Nagisa Shiota," Flash answered,

"Yes," The receptionist punched a few keys in and found the teacher, "he's currently in right now. What affiliation do you have to him?"

"He's our teacher, we're his students," Thunderlane replied, and all pulled out their Student IDs.

"Ah, I was just about to ask for that, thanks for making my life easier." The receptionist smiled, "Canterlot High School huh? That's a really good coincidence. There's actually a very young nurse-in-training here that goes to the same school as you. Why don't I call her instead, you should probably recognise her!"

"Sure thing, thanks, madam," Flash replied and the students slumped down on the chairs, waiting for their escort to come. All five students reflected on what had happened yesterday. The time speaking with the police, their desperate hugging from their parents and loved ones. For some specifics, Thunderlane had 'missed' time to hang out with his two buddies yesterday, and hasn't got back to them yet. They dreaded on what had happened and what's to come, until a white-skinned teenage girl with pink hair and nurse's clothes with a nurse hat tied in a hair bun. The Wonderbolts stood up in recognition of the girl.

"Redheart!" Soarin and Fleetfoot said in unison.

"Nurse Redheart in the hospital please." The young nurse spoke, "And good afternoon to you Soarin and Fleetfoot, and you too fellow classmates."

"Nurse Redheart," Fluttershy stood up, "Is Mr Shiota okay?"

"He's recovering well, I'm here to take you there. Follow me please, and make sure to keep sounds and voices to a minimum." Redheart instructed as she led the group to a lift.

"His room is right here," Redheart guided the students to a nearby door on the third floor of the Hospital.

"Thanks, Nurse," Soarin saluted as she knocked on the door,

"Mr Shiota? You have some very caring guests to visit you! Is that okay?" Redheart asked,

"... Sure, let them in." A familiar voice, muffled by the walls answered.

"You've got 4 hours, so by all means, take your time." Redheart gestured as she opened the door.

"Mr Shiota!!!" Fleetfoot rushed forward to see the blue-haired teacher calmly resting on the bed, a shoulder cast wrapped around his left arm, shoulder and half of torso.

"Fleetfoot, everyone. How are you doing?" Nagisa laughed, Fleetfoot responded with a tight hug, a little tear dropped from her eye.

"We should be asking you that!" Fleetfoot sobbed,

"Don't worry," Nagisa put a shoulder on the girl, "I'm still alive and will be fine, I promise you that. Now uh... Is this violating any teacher-student relationships?"

"Not in the hospital." Redheart chuckled, "emotional visitors are very common."

"We should all be giving you a hug," Flash replied, joining in. And one by one, Soarin and Thunderlane did the same. Fluttershy was the last to join in the group hug, and they held it there for a warm and hearty ten seconds before breaking loose.

"So how long have you to stay here?" Soarin asked,

"Probably for a few weeks until I say I can be discharged. And believe me, all for just a single arm. Well, happy my right hand is dominant!" Nagisa laughed,

"That's right," Fleetfoot passed the flower bouquet, "this is to say thank you so much for saving us, and as a means to help you get well soon."

"Thank you very much." Nagisa took the flowers and gave a small sniff. "It smells lovely. Don't worry, I can still work if I so wish."

"Now then," Fluttershy looked at Flash, then to the others. The others looked back and each other too, and nodded. "It's great to see that we are able to see you still alive and well, but now there are things that we should know too."

Nagisa's smiled turned neutral as if he understood what they mean, "Nurse Redheart, is it okay if you can leave us be for the time being?"

"Very well," Redheart replied as she exited the room, slowly closing the door.

"I'm sure there's a lot of things you would like to talk about regarding yesterday." Nagisa started, "what you like to hear first?"

"The man and his tentacles." Fleetfoot started, "you were so furious at him when he showed them, yet the weapons you gave us somehow are able to beat it back. I'd like to assume that these things are related to your late high school teacher, but I'd like to hear it from you."

"Right on the nail Fleetfoot, except that we're in Junior High School." Nagisa nodded, "yes, these tentacles are well... Just some nasty experiment, and Korosensei? He was heavily dosed with that. These things are able to move via mental command of the host, and like other parts of the body, also uses up physical stamina along with mental stamina. Not only that, but these tentacles can also do more than just physical pain. It's able to morph into different utilities like for drilling, elemental conducting, all sorts of things that superheroes could do. Downsides, it takes a lot of mental energy, and it gives you a couple of more weaknesses that you may not have normally. Our teacher used all that he got to help us, while at the same time our class and others had to kill him. This... This experiment was the entire reason for our beloved Korosensei to become an educator, the reason why he was going to destroy the Earth, the reason why he sacrificed so much to bring my class, the trash and castoffs of the entire Junior High School, back into the light, the reason why Kayano almost died... and... The reason on why he died, by the class' and especially, my own hands."

"You what? You actually did it!?" Thunderlane gasped, Soarin and Fleetfoot covered their mouths in shock, Fluttershy looked away uncomfortably, while Flash bowed his head in silence.

"Yes, we killed him, and he wanted us to kill him, that's what's been hidden from the media. All because of that incident, I made sure I kept the very weapons designed against him and others like him, as well as the rest of the former E-Class. This was preparation for the time where this dark and Goddess-Forsaken curse may resurface."

"But then you brought those weapons to Equestria." Soarin continued, "So does that mean somewhere in Equestria, this experiment is continued?"

"Yeah." Nagisa growled, looking away in disgust and shame, "A cure regarding his world-destroying condition came from Equestria, but how do you think they formulated it? Perhaps they've got samples of their own, even more so that there has been a tip and rumour, that the tentacles were spotted in the Land of Freedom. That's what me... And the rest of E-Class swore to find out, together. I guess my days of being an assassin were never over."

"Sir..." Flash spoke, "So you really--"

"Don't say it Flash!" Nagisa yelled in anger, "I am a teacher, and a teacher always! Yes, I did come to Equestria with a mission to seek out the source of the tentacles, and with my current profession as a teacher, I would settle down properly in Equestria and teach a school while I discover more about this case! But I tell you now, nothing means more to me than helping those who are discriminated, mocked, or rather, completely ignored or uncared for, that is and always will be, my main goal, even more than the mission. Like Korosensei said: Teacher First, Target (or in my case, Assassin) Second."

"It sounds like a conflict of interest," Thunderlane noted,

"I know. Ironic huh? Regardless, he still strives to be a teacher despite all odds, and that's what I want to follow too." Nagisa laughed, "I promise you and the entirety of Canterlot High School, I will devote everything I have to teach you and protecting you from harm, even if it means involving things regarding assassination."

"Please stop sir," Fluttershy replied,

"But--"

"We understand." Soarin replied, "well, not the entire situation, but mostly regarding that you are a teacher through and through, and mashing your other professions with it. That's devotion at its finest."

"You've been open to us for the entire week, even explaining things that you really shouldn't have," Fleetfoot added, "but you have a lot of trust and faith in us that we'd keep it a secret. You're a caring parent."

"Teach, I'll admit it. You are a hundred times better than my actual parents when it comes to educating me, and it's not even just involving me in things I love. It's because like Fleetfoot said, you explain your reasons why, you put your trust in me, a trouble teen, and always see the potential within. If anything, I'd put my trust in you too." Thunderlane added,

"Thank you, guys." Nagisa smiled, "thank you for letting me know that I'm a good teacher."

"We should be thanking you." Flash replied, "no teacher has ever asked us whether we were alright except for the Principal and Vice-Principal. You took the initiative and courage to ask us whether we are alright, and you wanted to increase the club because you want to make sure those who sign up can have more than just clarity in their academics, but in their long-term lives."

"So that's what Korosensei would feel like, seeing his students smile." Nagisa chuckled, a giant warm fuzzy feeling in his chest, stomach and heart. "I take it that you can keep your secrets right? This is big news. After all, wouldn't want a global intervention happening, and I'm serious."

"Of course." Fluttershy held out her pinkie, "Pinkie Promise!" The other students followed suit.

"Just now, you said the rest of E-Class." Soarin prompted, "forgive me asking, but is there anyone else we should look out for?"

"Not going to disclose their names, but they do come in any occupation. There's an actress, two medical scientists, a professional baseball player..."

"Baseball Player?" Flash interrupted, "By any chance, is it the Neighponese Pro-Pitcher Tomohito Sugino?"

"Maybe I shouldn't have said anything," Nagisa gulped uncomfortably, "Has he made his name in Equestria?"

"Big consensus calls him an 'underrated' player, but that doesn't ease the risk of danger when he's the biggest hero, role model, and source of baseball inspiration to my little brother. Certainly a small world, he always roots for the underdog players, even more for Sugino playing in the country where baseball was born."

"Thanks, sir, that's all the questions we had." Thunderlane finished, "now there's another person who needs to speak up." The four students turned to Fluttershy, Nagisa winced, he knew what this was going to entail.

"Fluttershy." Fleetfoot started, "you of all people know, that you were the one who charged straight towards that man when Mr Shiota told you not to and..." Fluttershy lowered her head in shame and blurted out in an interruption,

"I'm so sorry Sensei." Fluttershy began to cry, "I had a really bad thing happen to me yesterday!"

"I know." Nagisa sighed, "you've been hiding it ever since you came to school. You hid it quite well during school, but when we were at that alley after-school, it was completely blatant."

"Thing is Fluttershy, what was going on there? What happened to you that you went suicidal?" Fleetfoot continued,

"I understand what I have done, and I will tell." Fluttershy nodded, "what I experienced yesterday, was a nightmare regarding my Childhood."

"A childhood nightmare? Surely it's not just dragons and snakes."

"It's worse, it's a human and their words and actions." Fluttershy corrected. "This was a relapse of a past that I hoped would never come up, but it did. When I was young, my mother had shown me great kindness, and through her, she helped many who had been wronged, whether it was helping the elderly across the street, buying an ice-cream for a child after he/she dropped it, all sorts. That's what I wanted to follow her."

"That's really sweet! Your mom is truly kind indeed." Nagisa complimented,

"But one day, where I saw a man, yelling at and even physically harming a girl. I immediately knew that this woman was being wronged, regardless of the man's reasons. So I yelled at him to stop hurting, but he didn't. So I stood between them, and he yelled at me to keep my nose out of this, but I stood my ground against that man. Ignoring me, that man continued pulling this woman to someplace, and I tried to hold her back. This man, infuriated by my actions, punched me in the face. And yelling at me to get lost and... He swore at me."

"What a cu- sorry." Thunderlane growled,

"I didn't know what to do. I thought to run away from danger, but I couldn't let the woman go, she could suffer worse than I would. So I pushed the man in retaliation as hard as I can to break the grip, and he fell back, with a remark that what he was doing was an act of evil. The woman managed to get away from that ruckus, but that man became very angry, especially when I called his actions 'evil'. He grabbed me by the hair, and yelled threats and curses at me, saying that he'll sue me and press charges."

"My Goddesses." Soarin gasped,

"Then I was placed in court, I stood in the box, eyes all glaring at me, that same man yelling, 'challenging' and pointing at me, and only my mother was by my side to comfort me and reason back instead of yelling. I loved her even more." Fluttershy took a deep breath, her face flushed up with heat, and continued

"A few weeks later, my mom went to work. And on that afternoon, some other men knocked on my door and said that... That..." Fluttershy teared up once more, "Mum lost her life in an accident."

"I'm so sorry Fluttershy." Fleetfoot comforted,

"I didn't even see my mum's dead body after that. I only just came to see her coffin, placed and buried in the graveyard. And after all that stress in protecting me... She had to die like this!!!" She burst into tears, "my mum and I suffered all these mean things, these attacks, these sneers! And all because of me, she had to die with a horrendous memory!"

"Fluttershy, please come here..." Nagisa beckoned,

"I was sad. I was filled with despair. I continued trying to help others, but regardless of whether they heard of the incident or not, they refused my help and swore at me. I especially remember an old lady, struggling with a heavy trolley, told me to die an excruciating death when I offered my assistance. I think that's why I began shying away from people, and looking and caring more for animals instead, because no one wanted and liked the kindness, even if it was a giant part of me."

"..." Flash gripped his hands in anger.

"Because of society rejecting a big part of me and my mother, I decided to throw in the towel as well. After all the humiliation, and then left alone in the dust, I wanted to commit suicide to join my mother wherever she is. It was until a letter was sent to me signed with the initials C.B.B. The letter contained almost every positive thing. This sender looked up a lot to my mother and knew all of her words and love on the letter, insisting me, no... Imploring and begging me to keep living and staying alive for her, to start anew. She also set my pet rabbit Angel, and this..." She pulled out a long golden needle shaped like a sword, with a large pink butterfly with crystal wings and golden trims nestled on its hilt. All gazed at the item with great interest and wonder.

"That looks beautiful!" Fleetfoot gasped, "is that... Real Gold?"

"That's a Neighponese Hairpin, and yes, actual gold. " Nagisa explained, "That needle resembles the famous Neighponese Sword known as a Katana, and that's a big and well-made butterfly there, golden outline and trim. The pink wings? Finely cut and crafted Pink Diamond. With all the materials and minerals used to make it, this hair accessory costs a massive fortune." Nagisa gazed

"I've kept the letter and this as a memento ever since, to never give up being kind to anyone, animal or otherwise. So I ploughed through Kindergarten, and Junior School, making friends with animals and even with people too. Twilight, Rainbow, Applejack, Rarity, Pinkie and Sunset? Those were the best of friends I had finally made."

"I'm... Really sorry to hear all that has happened to you." Nagisa replied, "I'll admit that dark memories are hard for me to help you as a teacher."

"What is with that man!?" Fleetfoot shrieked, "He's always right? Huh!?!?"

"Being self-centred has reached unbelievable, cruel, and sickening levels." Flash spoke, "There had been a real-life story regarding a man who was responsible for crashing into a vehicle, harming a man, his wife, his teenage daughter, and their baby son very badly. A month later, the same man who caused the crash sued the family for causing him to have 'emotional imbalances and rages'."

"Heh..." Thunderlane laughed, "These stories and real-life cases... And people thought I was the troubled kid, the worst of runts who cared about nothing but themselves... I swear I want to break something... If I can't break those numbskulls!!!" He flew into a rage, "These hypocritical assholes are beyond reasoning!!!"

"What would you do, as a teacher Sir, if you found something that can be made better in the education system?" Flash asked,

"Me? Well, I'd bring it up with my students, then with the teacher board. I don't challenge, but rather suggest, and have these ideas supported by the student body. Using direct commands like 'challenging' or 'protesting' is not in my book. Otherwise, I would never call myself a teacher. But there are exceptions..."

"If only someone did you wrong, then you would retaliate ten-fold?" Fleetfoot asked,

"Exactly, and not just by words, but by everything a human can do." Nagisa replied, "Fluttershy, I know you've got a hard life almost as hard as mine, so please allow me to help you be a better person in intelligence and wisdom, to all of you."

"You've already promised me that sir..." Fluttershy wiped her tears and gave a warm smile, "I guess I never realised that I have a problematic concern myself. But that's okay, I've managed to avoid committing suicide, I can do it again, though probably tried once again yesterday... but not anymore. I remember that I have my best friends, I have all of you in the Special Tutorship Club, and especially you Sensei. You've protected us for the short amount of time you're here while all this time I've always inquired of you. You're more than a teacher, you're a friend just like all of us."

"Kind as always Fluttershy." Nagisa nodded, "Perhaps you guys should go home now, and thanks for the flowers Fleetfoot."

"It's a pleasure, Mr Shiota!" Fleetfoot winked,

"One more thing..."

"Yes?"

"What you have done yesterday, with all the planning and quick-thinking, I almost forgot the weaknesses and movements of the tentacles. I have you to thank for that, well done Fleetfoot. Had you not been there, things would have been even worse. Thank you so much."

"Yeah," Flash remembered, "then let me thank you too."

"Same." Thunderlane smiled, "you saved our bacon."

"Hey!" Soarin spoke up, "I was the one who carried you guys!"

"Sorry about that pal." The boys laughed as they gave Soarin a pat on the shoulder. Fleetfoot, on the other hand, blushed at the teacher and student's praise and thanks. Looks like she can really explore things beyond soccer now.

"Get well soon!" The students said in unison as they left the hospital room.

"Ha ha..." Nagisa laughed, "these kids really have a bright future ahead of them. Perhaps I need to make sure they stay that way."

"Mr Shiota?" Nurse Redheart came back in, "I see you've been satisfied by your visitors."

"More than ever." Nagisa replied, "say Redheart, can I ask you something? Where can I get discharged?"

"Sir," Redheart protested, "your arm hasn't healed up fully yet, and you want to go back to work? I understand you've got very caring students, but surely you have to look out for yourself!"

"Then have a doctor watch over me!"

"Not an option. Hospitals are always full of patients with not a lot of medical staff, we can't spare any doctors or nurses for personal patient monitoring."

"Then... Why don't you monitor me?" Nagisa suggested, "you may be a nurse-in-training, but you are a CHS student!"

"Hmm..." Redheart thought to herself, "An interesting proposition, we'll see what the higher-ups have to say. That reminds me, your hospital bill."

"Wait... What?" Nagisa eyes drew back in fear,

"Unfortunately, you are not signed up for any medical insurance due to not being an Equestrian Citizen, not to mention that you just recently came here. So uhh... We had to look into your bank account."

"Oh brother, that's what I get for not applying for medical insurance overseas!" Nagisa sighed,

"Well, it's a good lesson for you, as... Well... Here's the invoice..." Redheart gulped as she passed a paper to him.

"WHAT!?!?" Nagisa roared in shock, "that's 90% of my total savings in the account!!!"

"And we all know that teachers don't get paid a lot." Redheart added, "Sorry sir."

"Waahh..." Tears rolled down Nagisa's face, "So this is what Korosensei and other school teachers had to deal with..."

The revelation between students and teacher certainly eased both parties and their concerns. Filled with choices and decisions, they went back home once more to reflect on what had transpired for them, and what they were going to do.

"Flash?" First called his brother,

"Yeah?" Flash turned around, just finishing a prayer.

"The match is starting, and he's the first to throw the pitch!!!" First tugged his brother towards the TV.

"Okay okay..." Flash laughed as he joined his brother on the couch. On the screen, he saw the pitcher walk up to the mound, Flash could depict his short black spiky hair sticking out of his hat, his dark blue eyes, and his signature dual red wrist protectors.

"Here it comes!" The announcer spoke, "The first pitch of the game is ready to be thrown, all by the courtesy of Seaddle Mariners' underdog pitcher, Tomohito Sugino!!" The crowd roared, while his little brother roared even louder.

"Show em that curveball!" First cheered,

The pitcher stretched a little, stomped on the mound, and setting up his position, nodded as a signal to be ready. The noise fell greatly, the batter readying his bat. With one wind up, the man threw the slickest of curveballs, steering neatly below the swinging bat, and into the catcher's mitt. The crowd roared in jubilant praises and cheers.

"And there you have it!" The announcer rolled with excitement, "A wonderful strike! With none other than Sugino's signature curveballs!"

"Yeah!!!" First jumped for joy at his sports hero, while Flash chuckled nervously at the crowd. To think this man had to be a close ally to his teacher in assassination, the E-Class must have some long history together, and a teacher who was against all odds and sacrificed much. How would it feel if he stepped in their shoes, taught by many things, including the art of killing, by the very same man that everyone had to kill?

"Thunderlane!" Cloudchaser yelled at her friend's face. "What the heck happened yesterday!?"

"Jeez, I thought me being sent to the hospital was pretty obvious to you." Thunderlane scratched his head,

"Sorry, Cloudy's really agitated that you didn't reply, even though you were hurt," Flitter replied,

"I know. Not my style right?" Thunderlane laughed, "But no, it was something dangerous, but I really don't think it's a good idea to explain it, just know that things got very painful."

"Don't worry, we always care for you, you're our closest of friends!" Flitter smiled,

"That's really warming to hear, but there's something I need to ask you guys."

"What?" Cloudchaser asked,

"Perhaps maybe we should... Shorten the times we hang out together."

"What???" Flitter yelped, "You can't do that!"

"I've been thinking a lot about what you guys talked about me with study and schoolwork last Thursday." Thunderlane brought up, "and although you meant it as a joke, It's going to grow into a big problem for me if I don't pay attention more to it."

"Thunderlane..." Cloudchaser grasped his shoulders, "What happened to you on Thursday and on Friday? I've never seen you so... Serious and so... active."

"A strong reminder of how important my life is now, and in the future." Thunderlane smiled again, "Don't worry, I'm still the same lazy troublesome Thunderlane that you always know. I'm just more... responsible is the word."

"Well..." Flitter was about to protest until Thunderlane continued,

"Listen. Just because I'm going to focus a little bit more on study, doesn't mean we won't be seeing each other but for school entirely, we'll always stick together. You guys have been supporting me ever since, and friends help one another. So well... all this is for both of you."

"That's really thoughtful..." Cloudchaser sighed, "We? Helping you? That's really as sweet as you get. Well, I can say you certainly are changing, just... not in the way I'd expect it."

"Don't be like that Cloudy." Flitter replied, hugging Thunderlane, "I think it's great that you're being more conscious of your studies. Say... Is the Neighponese teacher involved in this? If so, I really should apologise for dragging you out from the class that Thursday."

"It's okay both of you." Thunderlane replied, "I still think it worked out for the better. After all, it may be a different story if had you NOT pulled me out." Suddenly, his teacher's words popped into his mind, and he had an idea.

"You guys, I'm not sure whether you would need it or not, but I'd know a way that we can still be best buddies in school."

"What is it?" Flitter asked,

"Well... It's going to involve cutting lunchtime a bit!" Thunderlane added,

"Oh no..." Cloudchaser replied, "You want us to--"

"Study together and expand our circle of friendship?" Thunderlane interrupted with a cheeky smile "Hell yeah."

Fluttershy ate her dinner, reflecting on the reactions and words of encouragement from what she took at the hospital. Explaining her nightmare, her past. She's never spoken it to anyone, not even her best friends.

"Mr Shiota... what is he?" Fluttershy asked herself "What does he have that allowed me to put his trust in him? An assassin and teacher of all people? And to the others? Oh, that's right... I was half-responsible for his injuries because of my own personal plight. But even so, explaining it to everyone did get rid of a lot of despair in my chest, and I feel much lighter now. Oh mom..."

A small buzz and ringtone notified her of a message. It appears that her dad is coming back at the end of the month. She smiled and began tapping a warm-heartening reply. Yes, it appears that most of her life was influenced by her mother, but what of her dad? He wasn't able to come to her funeral due to being overseas, but there has been a constant chain of texts and messages describing his grief and pain for not able to see his beloved partner pass on. Perhaps now's the time to begin strengthening the bond between father and daughter, or even create one if there was never one in the first place. It's going to take a lot of management, but it's something for the better not just for herself, but many others.

After posting the text, a school email popped up on her phone. The sender? It was her Neighponese teacher. Reading his entry, it greatly interests her a lot.

Yes, perhaps the path that the students and the teacher are walking on is dangerous, but through it did they learn lots of new things, and see the world from different angles and views.

Author's Note

From: shiotanagisa@chsmailoffice.com
Subject: Next week's schedule.

Hey everyone! Thanks for visiting me in the hospital and having a great chat together! Because of that, I have decided to request discharge and continue teaching for next week, which has been approved under the condition that I am monitored by their youngest nurse and school student Redheart. Expect to see her often. Aside from that, I've decided to post a weekly schedule for times to meet. Feel free to email me if you can't make some things, or decide to have another day to attend. I also highly recommend you communicate in the message board so you can decide as a group. Special thanks! Best regards

Nagisa Shiota

Weekly Schedule
Monday: 1st Half Lunchtime
Tuesday: 2nd Half Lunchtime
Wednesday: 1st Half Lunchtime (After-School Session)
Thursday: No Session today, will be away
Friday: 1st Half of Lunchtime

Housekeeping and Announcements:
Results of Math Tests (Possibly on Monday)
Two eventual new members!!!

Week 2 Monday: New members, new bearings

"Good morning students," Celestia spoke into the microphone for this week's assembly. "First off, I have some news to address. If you know what had happened last Tuesday, several of our students were harmed by a crazed man. That being said, this man is now captured and our students are well enough to come back to school once again. If you know who they are, or seem then in your class, please give good regards and help them out if they require it."

"Now, the second item. Two weeks from now, there will be a small contest for all the extra-curricular clubs in this school. If you wish for your group to participate, please discuss with your club's supervisor, they will have all the details provided."

"And last but not least, Four Weeks from now, your mid-term exams will be approaching. Once again, I highly recommend you to form a group with your friends to study. Another good example is to attend the Special Tutorship Club that was introduced last week. It is okay for him if you are coming for a one-off session, but if you want to properly join, then feel free to email Mr Shiota."

"That is all, and have a wonderful and studious week."

"Good Afternoon Class," Nagisa greeted his four students, his shoulder cast clear as the sky for all to see.

"Sir, are you sure that you're in a condition to teach? I know you're really pulling yourself in helping us, but we're concerned too."

"I'm okay Fleetfoot, I know you guys love me a lot, so that's exactly why I'm doing this. Being watched by Nurse Redheart most of the times, and daily medication and antibiotics really aren't so bad."

"Teach?" Thunderlane opened the door to the classroom. "Sorry, I'm late."

"Thunderlane! What's the hassle this time?"

"It's just only the second time. And I've got a good reason." And introduced two familiar looking girls into the classroom, books and stationaries in hand.

"Mr Shiota right?" Cloudchaser greeted "I'm Cloudchaser and this is Flitter. We're Thunderlane's closest friends."

"It's nice to meet you Shiota-Sensei!" Flitter greeted.

"During last Saturday, I had some discussion with them regarding studying, and uhh... I invited them to come here. They came to me this morning, and they said yeah, we're happy to join."

"Are you sure?" Nagisa replied, "It's going to take a lot of your own time you know."

"You've changed something in Thunderlane, a big change." Cloudchaser explained, "and Flitter and I stuck with him throughout nearly all our childhood. It's very drastic, I'll give it that, but... It's welcoming to see him change for the better."

"Not to mention." Flitter asked, "we are the closest of friends, and we really should stick together. Maybe we also have some soul-searching of our own... Maybe me a lot..."

"Whatever you came here for, you're most definitely welcomed with open arms." Nagisa replied, "If there's anything you need help on, feel free to ask me. Feel free to sit wherever you like!"

"Well, I'm pretty sure you know where we are going to sit." Cloudchaser laughed as the two girls decided to sit in front for Flitter and to the side of Thunderlane for Cloudchaser.

"Welcome aboard you two." Fluttershy smiled, "I'm very happy that you are able to join!"

"By the way everyone, the message I have given you yesterday aren't these two students..." Nagisa continued, "But don't take that the wrong way Cloudchaser and Flitter, you guys deserve the same welcoming party as they will!"

"Don't worry sir!" Flitter laughed, "you're so kind and thoughtful of everyone!"

"I know right?" Fleetfoot replied, "this morning when I had Neighponese class with him, he made sure each and everyone was able to draw properly, introduce various different games on the net to help us, and when he was done, he prepared a Neighponese treat for us all!"

"A-All for the joy of my students," Nagisa called back,

"Don't tell me you're going to do the same thing for EVERY class..." Thunderlane asked, "because that's a lot of dosh expended for a day."

"Oh, I was prepared!" Nagisa reasoned, "it's just... Not prepared for last Friday's accident..."

"Just HOW much did that hospital bill cost?" Soarin asked,

"Expended 90% of my savings, with the examination, treatment, and this damn cast!" Nagisa replied,

"Well, Equestrian Healthcare is good but very pricey." Fleetfoot chuckled,

"Anyway, next on the list. Your results on the Maths Practice Test." Nagisa continued, pulling out five familiar test papers. "Your teacher was very surprised that most of you are doing well, not just so for our Wonderbolts, but especially you too Thunderlane. I can tell you, all your grades are above 55%!" Many smiles appeared on the students' faces.

"Now, would you like me to give the rankings of you five? Unless it discourages you."

"Go ahead sir," Flash chuckled, "we don't mind."

"Okay then, just remember that even though your mark is the lowest of the group, does NOT mean that you are lacking behind. Like I said, all of you have done well above average."

"Just get on with it already!" Thunderlane yelped, "we don't have all lunch!"

"Sorry!" Nagisa started, "Flash, Soarin, Fleetfoot, you've got 63, 65 and 69% of results, very great. Definitely an increase for you Wonderbolts from the previous maths exam you had. Flash, well..."

"Pretty much the same, right?" Flash asked, "I get used to it."

"Not really a good idea considering that this club is to help better your position." Nagisa replied, "now... Thunderlane and Fluttershy. You know what that means huh? You guys did well above average!"

"That so?" Thunderlane smiled,

"Yes, Thunderlane. You are second in this club with 79%, and Fluttershy is in first with 81%, great job everyone!"

"Wow!" Flitter applauded, "you really have improved!"

"At the cost of a good night's sleep." Thunderlane replied, "now, I just take things bit by bit for the next exam, and things would be much more simple and laid-back next time."

"With all due respect Thunderlane, taking diligence in your studies will go a long way." Nagisa sighed, so much for that 'house visit'. Well, having him be him isn't actually that bad.

"Now then," Nagisa changed subjects, "for this week, we can start working towards another practice exam, or just go through various subjects that you have trouble with individually. Or any other questions before we vote?"

Fluttershy raised her hand, "The two other students. Are we allowed to know their names?"

"Oh! I forgot about them. One girl and one boy. Do the names Roseluck and Big Macintosh ring a bell?"

"Roseluck? No, not really..." Soarin answered,

"But Big Macintosh is a very familiar name for me." Fluttershy continued, "he's the big brother of my best friend, Applejack."

"I see... Now, is there anything else?" Nagisa continued,

Fleetfoot was the next to ask, "Sir, I was wondering. Can we participate in the contest?"

"Why am I not surprised that you of all people would come up with that?" Nagisa laughed, "I can tell that this sort of thing is very interesting. However, I'm afraid to say that clubs need a minimum of 8 members if they want to participate..."

"But--"

"And we'll need to ask as a group together, which I believe we don't have a lot of time for today." Nagisa interrupted, "so if anything, discussing it after class on the message board is highly recommended. If you guys come to an agreement, then I'm very much happy to give out the details and join you!"

"Okay, sir..." Fleetfoot sighed,

"Now, what would you all like to do? For today and the rest of the week?" Nagisa asked,

"Can we do our own thing today?" Flitter asked, "I'm struggling a bit with Geography and Religious Studies, and I'm not sure if everyone feels the same way."

"If that's the case, then sure!" Nagisa replied, "everyone can feel free to do finish their classwork or start on their homework while it's still fresh in the mind! But if you guys do happen to have problems on the same subject, then feel free to bind together and help each other out!"

"Sir, that reminds me..." Fluttershy walked over to her teacher, "you never actually established me as your temporary helper."

"You still remember huh? Well, I was going to drop that punishment sooner or later, but are you sure you still want to go through with this?"

"I'd like to clear and fill out my time." Fluttershy innocently replied,

"Okay then..." Nagisa lowered his voice, "then as a teacher's assistant, I'd like you to be a temporary helper for the Special Tutorship Club... One is to get our new students online to the message board, and second... Is something regarding this Thursday. I won't be around, but that doesn't mean there won't be anything going on. I'll make sure that no one but you guys enter this classroom on that day, so is it okay if you can do this for me???" He whispered a few more requests into Fluttershy's ear, and she turned around in shock.

"Do you still think that he would return?"

"A murderer will always make sure to tie up loose ends." Nagisa nodded, "and for Thursday, I'm going to pick up some parcels sent from my Class E friends. I'm sure you know it's related to that case."

"Sir... I'm getting worried that you will be putting the students to harm. Plus, it is going to be hard to convince that you are moonlighting a dangerous task."

"That's why I'm going to make sure you guys are prepared for it when you get hurt." Nagisa replied, "plus, think of it as learning something new. When I was learning how to find ways to kill Korosensei, I had learned so many much other things on the way."

"But we're not killing anyone. And we don't have an apocalyptic incentive..."

"Then spin it around. As you guys do your studies, I'll also email you guys on assassination 101."

"Now you're going too far. Our school is peaceful enough not to justify any sort of violence."

"But I'm doing this because I care."

"We know, your shoulder proves it all," Fluttershy replied, lightly tapping his shoulder. "But we care for you too, especially for your reputation towards the school staff. If they find out you're doing this, you'll be without a job and unable to complete your mission, and we, as with the rest of Canterlot High School, will be without their Korosensei and possibly heading for a great crisis. After all, teacher first, assassin second?"

"I did say that, but..." Nagisa started,

"But on the other hand, yes." Fluttershy interrupted by continuing Mr Shiota's sentence, "The schools are already suffering enough with these attacks, and I care as much as you do, that you want to protect the school and everything it holds dear. What Fleetfoot had done on Friday tells me that the rest of us are able to learn from that. To be wary, to be alert, to know what to do in tight situations, that's the best start if any."

"Oh, so like not fighting or killing? That's actually what Assassination 101 is about. It involves just simple things like how to chase and corner an escaping target, how to disarm and bind someone so they won't possess any threat. It should be just as basic as a usual lock-down or fire drill." Nagisa explained, "is that type of study material too much?"

"Oh, then not at all. Then feel free to send 'Assassination 101' to email."

"You know, you did ask me that you would be willing to do whatever just to stay and teach."

"I thought my emotions and rationality were a bit unbalanced when making that judgement." Fluttershy chuckled, "but in actuality, I'm beginning to worry about you like best friends would!"

"Wow..." Nagisa blushed hard, his mouth open in bliss, "you really are easy-going. But anyway, sure thing. And uh... I promise again as a teacher and friend, that if you and others have any concern with how the class is going, then let me know." He held out his little finger, "Pinkie Promise?"

"Ha ha ha, look at you, going too far again." Fluttershy laughed, "but Pinkie promise. Cross my heart and hope to fly, I'll stick a cupcake in my eye."

"That sounds pretty brutal,"

"My best friend came up with it, and woe to anyone who breaks it."

"Well, I hope to never do that,"

"I think you look much better when you're not showing your bloodlust." Fluttershy laughed,

"Okay, that's enough flattery for the day." Nagisa replied, "which reminds me. Since you want no violence, I'm going to have to get all of you to return the knives sooner or later. Now that the criminal is 'arrested' I don't think we need to focus too much on self-defence anymore."

"Yes, Sensei!" Fluttershy nodded, as she pulled out the anti-sensei knife from her pocket and placed it in Nagisa's hands.

"Now, is there anything else you would like? After all..." He peered at the other students. Fleetfoot stared back with a frown filled with envy and jealousy. "There are other students that need help."

"N-No sir, I'm completely okay." Fluttershy gulped and walked back to her seats.

"Sorry about that, now does anyone need any help?"

"Yes Mr Shiota," Soarin raised his hands, "If you can help me with..."

Very soon, the second half of lunchtime rolled in, and Nagisa decided to hang out and watch the students walk around in the hallways and outside from his classroom. Happily chatting away on certain gossip, play sport, or just fiddle away with their phones.

"Hmm, I can definitely see certain patterns of the students here that are different to Neighpon, but at the same time, there are a lot of similarities! But... How should I approach them to help them out?"

A knock on the door came interrupted his thoughts,

"Come in!" Nagisa called,

"Mr Nagisa?" A man walked in, sporting a red tie, white casual shirt, white and grey medium length spiky hair, and navy blue skin and glasses.

"Ah, Professor Python." Nagisa greeted, "you are CHS' Maths and part Science teacher, are you not?"

"Indeed, though I wish you would stop calling me that. It makes me sound like a rather bad man. Ridiculous name, don't you think?"

"Named after Pythagoras, a Greek mathematician, how it became Python is puzzling indeed. Anyway, what can I help you with?"

"The students, Thunderlane especially. How?" He asked, "last I know, that kid cared about nothing but himself, and being lazy all the time."

"To be honest, I see no difference, he's still the same lazy person as always, never needing to ask me for assistance. But regardless, he's still a dedicated student, he'll still find ways to study throughout his lazy demeanour."

"I see, but still. How?"

"Well, I focused less on his work and studies, and even more on his lazy attitude. I find out the reasons for why behind him, and I promise him that I'd be a good teacher. You know, a proper connection."

"I... Don't quite understand."

"I don't expect a man like Thunderlane to change his lazy ways and attitude immediately, we all don't. But like many things such as teaching, preaching, reasoning, understanding one other, or simply growing plants and trees, the change comes a long way. What really matters is that you keep at it, while always putting the welfare and understanding of your students a top priority. That's what we are as teachers right? To help their weaknesses?"

"But of course. That way, their minds will be bright with knowledge."

"What about helping them with being bright with their own selves? To come to terms and be conscious of their own behaviours? Thunderlane has his reasons for his laziness, and it's certainly understandable. I was open to them, and they did the same thing."

"Oh." The professor's face dropped, "so this is all about 'the inside'? Sorry, I'm way out of the league when it comes to things like this."

"Well, that's what I am here for! It isn't called 'Special Tutorship Club' for nothing!" Nagisa replied, "instead of debating which is better, I'm really happy to explain my ways of teaching over some coffee in the teacher's lounge. After all, you never heard what students REALLY think about their teachers. Right?"

The Professor gulped, he did remember one time, where various students 'criticised' his learning methods, even though he never saw any flaw in his delivery of speech or difficulty of content, "... Sure, I'll take you up on that offer."

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

Cloudchaser has been added to the group!

Flitter has been added to the group!

Welcome aboard Cloudchaser and Flitter. Here is our student board, where we'll be able to discuss things regarding our study, gossip sharing (highly risky), or anything else common. - Fluttershy

Thanks again for inviting us! - Cloudchaser

Seems the message board looks very busy! - Flitter

Well, it's a good thing that you aren't able to see what has transpired last week, I think you should leave that to me and Flutters explaining it to you. - Thunderlane

Is it about the injury you had last week? - Flitter

And the things that link to it, our Tutor Mr Shiota - Fluttershy

But, I thought you said gossip was risky - Cloudchaser

He shared it to the five of us, and he wants me to share it with you - Fluttershy

And I'm here because I was responsible for bringing you to the club, and you'll know what I have to go through. Our Teach? He's an assassin - Thunderlane

Wait... What? - Cloudchaser

His high school teacher was a creature that blew up 70% of the moon many years ago remember? - Thunderlane

THE ONE RESPONSIBLE FOR THE MOON WAS HIS TEACHER!? - Flitter

And he was going to do the same to Earth, and you know the rest of the story on the news. - Thunderlane

So that's the reason for his 'Serpent's Eye?' - Cloudchaser

Part of his potential of being an assassin instead of a teacher! - Fluttershy

He must seriously have some important grounds that he stands on if he's becoming a teacher instead - Cloudchaser

Kindness, Compassion, Love, the values you hear from certain movies, religious texts or honourable codes to live by. All those things stemmed from his late high school teacher who he wishes to follow! - Fluttershy

The creature that would cause the Armageddon is a good man, and his student, our Mr Shiota, is following that path? It sounds like the biggest irony ever - Cloudchaser

Then ask Mr Shiota if you want to know more about the story. Does Mr Shiota feel like an assassin to you before we mentioned anything? - Flash Sentry

Well... Before? No. In fact, he was the most easy-going teacher of all, I always enjoy his classes! - Flitter

He regrets using violence, even to protect us from that criminal responsible for giving him that shoulder cast - Thunderlane

Wait... That same man who attacked CHS students attacked you? He hurt YOU Thunderlane!? - Flitter

Mr Shiota wanted to keep things classified for the students in order to protect their morale. Only the staff and the five members of the Club know. If you're still going to call him an assassin, then know him as an assassin who follows the law, and will perform actions based on good reasons and values - Flash Sentry

What Flash just said, and I thought now's the time to reveal the truth to you. You may not have spent a lot of time with him, but he's someone who's cool, someone I can fully respect. And please put my trust in me, he will help you guys out. - Thunderlane

Well... Okay then, I'm going to take your word for it. I will tell you though, I was interested to see how Mr Shiota changed you, and well... I was wrong. You haven't changed, you just became smarter and more... Conscious - Cloudchaser

Sounds like a win to me. You've all been trying to do that remember? - Thunderlane

You know what?... It really does sound like a win, and I never thought you remember. You're welcome for that by the way, - Cloudchaser

Don't worry you two, the criminal is now arrested, expect him to be fully teacher, unless you misbehave in class - Flash Sentry

Oh that definitely won't be happening to us! Unless we have so much gossip on our minds... - Flitter

Which reminds me, as proof that Sensei is true to his word, he wants all of us to return the knives, now that the criminal is behind bars. - Fluttershy

Sure thing. - Flash Sentry

Wait... Knives!? - Flitter

Just ask him, he'll be really happy to explain it to you!😊- Fluttershy

Week 2 Tuesday: An Assassin's observation (N. Shiota)

Author's Note: SPOILERS once again. Nagisa muses about his past and the reasons on why came here. Those reasons are very much related to certain events that happened 3/4 within Assassination Classroom.

Nagisa's POV

When you're an assassin, you and your team always make sure you use everything you have to take your target down, and with a target that moves at Mach 20, you really have to make and use lots of opportunities. Otherwise, we'd never be able to save the world.

But it's been a long time since Kunugigaoka Junior High School, and how E-Class had parted ways with each other and Korosensei, At least that's what I thought. A long time after the internship, while still going well in the dysfunctional classes, it was a shocking discovery when our A.I friend Ritsu notified everyone about the sightings of tentacles around the streets of Equestria. We thought it was all going to be over with what happened with its creator and his experiments, we knew that it was an Equestrian team who was behind the cure, so it should have been obvious that there was a similar experiment happening on the other side of the world, but we were kids back then, and our only goal was to help our teacher, not to investigate the reason behind Equestria's findings.

We all knew the dangers it posed to the entire world, and the strife and pain when we fought against it. Our government learned the truth behind the experiment and the moon's destruction and had ceased everything about it with the promise to hunt down any form of undocumented experiments. Now it resurfaces, and it walks freely in another country. It's going to require lots of responsibility and check-up if this was going to be maintained for the better as Okuda and Takebayashi does, or whether it's going to be used for the worst and evil of its intentions. It was then we had to start a meeting, and who else but my best friend, Karma Akabane, who recently achieved an important position in the Political Party, to set it up?

The first phase of the mission was simple, simply go to Equestria one-by-one and carry on doing what all of us has been doing while investigating below the surface. Being a teacher, always wanting to be Korosensei, to help them shape people up individually and their future perspectives, I would have been the most innocent person to go first, which Karma pointed out to me. Naturally, Terasaka, Isaogai, everyone else began to join in selecting me as the first person to go. I'm completely fine with that, but come on, can we at least catch up with each other before going on a mission?

But there really was an opportunity. A job request for a fully-certified and experienced teacher to teach a re-established Language Department for one Canterlot High School all the way in Equestria, thank whoever's watching over us and the school, we both benefit greatly.

So that was that, I applied for the job, notified the class, then Rio Nakamura (who's all the way in Great Sprintain) threw tonnes of books and information on how to learn English quickly, and yeah, it worked well when the School accepted me. I guess teaching in our old Class 3-E Building will have to wait for a bit longer. But who knows? Working in a different country is definitely something new!

So I said my goodbyes to my former schools and students, to my classmates at the airport, Kayano (undercover) was very teary-eyed about it. But she's a well-known actress by now, even outside of Neighpon. I even heard she had the potential to reach Jollywood stardom, so she can visit me anytime. As I boarded the plane and felt it rising into the sky, I remembered the warnings regarding the 'cruel' attitude and culture of Western Societies by Nakamura, and I panicked hard and wondered whether I was going to have the worst time of my life. But... I remembered I had Korosensei as a teacher, and most of our students were definitely not what you call the kindest and easy-going people, but we still all care for one another or the rest of the world, especially me. So I continued panicking as the plane headed towards the land of freedom, with lots of mixed feelings.

But once I properly settled in with the School, I was quite happy, the students were definitely not what I think they were. For one, they weren't dysfunctional or delinquents... THEY'RE MUCH WORSE!

They may act nice and kind, but once away from the teacher's eye, they act like they own the school or they're king or queen, that sort of deceptive behaviour does worry or upset me quite a lot. I'd say they're almost like how E-Class was treated, only that they hide even more horrendous threats behind it. But I am a teacher, and my job is to help them achieve their self and perspectives, even if that person was going to become an important political being that's going to completely abolish or persecute a certain group of people, to which I'd highly oppose if they do... Oh Goddesses, I really shouldn't have said that.

It's Tuesday now, one week anniversary of the Special Tutorship Club. Yay! Why am I even celebrating!? It's so freaking hard to do things when you have this heavy cast on your shoulder that you have to put on your clothes, eat breakfast, all the things you need to do when you get up. I even can't ride my pedal-bike to school! But hey, I wanted a discharge, and I'm not backing down just because my schedule has been disrupted!

Walking to School, I've taken notice of that giant Unicorn Statue on a rather big pedestal with four arch-glass panes on each side in front of the entrances of Canterlot High School which I looked a lot into before flying to Equestria. It's the symbolism of a creature that rules over his or her subjects with fairness, justice, unity, and all very good and divine morals and virtues. That's also because this school's founders had different faiths and religions of the Four Goddesses that are said to have created this world, or rather the founders are completely diverse in religion/faith, culture, sex orientation, gender, disciplines, upbringings, socioeconomic statuses, ethnicity, everything that makes diversity(though I don't see a lot of 'ethnicity'). Though they may serve different Goddesses (or none at all) and sometimes do not agree with each other's virtues, they are able to combine those that bring benefit and light to the world, and do not support any sort of crime and dark act, even if one's act was supported by a certain religion, culture, etc.

One important thing though, is that this school of united faiths are open to every student and teacher, regardless of who they are and what and where they come from, not even an entrance exam, unlike Neighpon. The only judgement upon a student or teacher, are the actions on the school's morale, reputation and code, and they make sure that there is fair justice in this institute. This brought lots of National controversy around this land and there have been many protests behind it from various movements or groups, opposing certain things the school carries out. Me? I can't deny that they are a school that looks on the bright side no matter how much trash talk they receive, as not a single student of this school has ever breached or broken the law.

But as times change, and from what I see or hear from students, the students, as well as the teachers themselves, are beginning to lose almost everything: Piety, zeal, conscience, motivation, hope and confidence, any form of positive or constructive virtue, whether divine or worldly. When you read and discern people's state of minds, it breaks your heart when you see someone who's kind and respectful on the outside, but full of malice and vice on the inside, but I'm sure they have their reasons... Oh, wait... That's right, I know their reasons. To be fair though, that's what I also see in my previous school, what with being dysfunctional and having delinquents, it's just that they are also honest on the outside. Ah, don't worry, If they're going to threaten me with death or infuriate me in any way, I'll make sure to broaden their minds and choices once I'm through with them, Ha ha ha ha... Just diving into my own crazy bloodlust thoughts completely took my mind off where I was going and I bumped straight into the statue's stone pedestal, just avoiding the glass.

"Ouch..." I stumbled backwards, rubbing my bumped head. Oops, I still have that clumsiness within me, when will I ever fix that? Or you know what, I'm happy it still stays, some people enjoy having a humorous and clumsy teacher. Walking around the statue this time, I heard the sound of running, kicking, and turned to the left to see Canterlot High School's one and only Wonderbolts! Ah yes, they normally have early morning practice almost every day, lots of dedication and training to continue being the No.1 High School soccer team. Spitfire, the team's captain with the fiery red hair, was busy handling the drills and exercises for her fellow teammates, with the coach named Crescent right next to her. Another notable player is the bright blue-skinned girl with the most bewildering hair colour of Rainbow, hence known as Rainbow Dash. She's the Wonderbolt's star player... In-progress. Her skills on the field are no joke, but she's got a quite a lack in leadership and team support, ironic since Fluttershy calls her the representation of loyalty.

But... Where were the 'other two'? My question was answered when I looked to the far side of the field. Handling their own 'practice' away from the main team, Fleetfoot was observing the antics of Soarin, kicking a soccer ball as hard as he can straight directly to the goal posts.

"Hey, now you've got your accuracy down pat, all you need is to focus on your power!"

"Well, unlike aiming, figuring out the power is easier said than done! How are you supposed to kick hard?"

"Practice! Practice a lot!" Fleetfoot laughed. Huh, it looks like she's enjoying things, or rather happy that she's able to give tips. Hmm... I see, she seems to be exploring what she's able to do right now, seeing herself as an actual vice-captain with moral support and what not, or possibly be able to help her fellow teammates with academics, or maybe she would... Oh wow, that's a quick change of expression from joyful to envious, what's the deal? Estimating on where she's aiming her eye, I noticed her gazing towards one of the students, or rather Fluttershy to be specific. Strange for her to be arriving so early, maybe it's the animals? Oh, and probably what happened yesterday could be the reason for her jealousy...

Actually, the moment I said that I cast my eyes upon her chest when discerning her from top to bottom, and I just realised how big 'they' are... Oh dear, I hope that's not what Fleetfoot was also looking at... But more importantly, what is Soarin trying to do anyway? Normally you're supposed to kick the ball into the goal. I'd better note it down for later...

For today's topic, I am going to teach the classes on basic greetings in Neighponese, and I'm going to make sure it's fun for all to learn. As everyone begins pouring into the class, I checked out all who were present, then looked at those who didn't come in, and I expected as much since they didn't come for the past few days after the first one or two days.

"おはようございます！(Good Morning!)" I greeted the morning class with a warm smile, while the class looked at each other with confused looks and fearful words.

"What I said to you was Good Morning in Neighponese, now, what do you say back to someone who says Good Morning?" Many 'Oh's and 'Umm's came from the crowd until they finally got their bearing and returned the greetings.

"Good Morning Mr Shiota!" The class replied back in chorus.

"And that's what we're going to be learning today." I continued, "basic greetings in Neighponese. Like everywhere around the world, we have different ways of greeting others depending on the time of day. If there are three things that are similar to meaning, it's Good Morning, Hello, and Good Evening, Good Night and Good Bye." Taking a small rest interval for the others to absorb what's to know, I continue.

"Now, is anyone able to repeat what I just said?" I asked. A girl with curly hair, who I remember her name as Carrot Top, courageously stood up to repeat the word.

"Ohayooo... Gosaimasu?" She spoke,

"Not bad! Not bad!" I replied, "why not all of us go through it bit by bit? Now..." I wrote the romaji (English) words of Good Morning 'Ohayo', and then the Neighponese words below it.

"Ohayo, is the casual version of saying Good Morning, whether to friends or maybe family." I pointed out, "remember, pronounce 'hay' as 'hi'. Or if you want to be funny, it has the same pronunciation as 'Ohio'. A state of Equestria I believe?"

"Ohio--Oh!" A male student who I believe went by the name of Caramel tried it out, found the joke, and laughed. One by one, the students tried it themselves, and some smiled with delight while others laugh out loud at the pronunciation. Well, that was a pun that turned out quite well!

"Alright now, we've had our laughing fun, so let's continue on." I snapped back to seriousness, "now, in Neighponese when you want to be formal or smart-like, you add in the Gozaimasu at the end like..." I wrote down the Romaji and Neighponese words once more, "... So!"

The kids began tracing or trying to write down the words onto their notebooks and giving themselves a reminder of the translation.

"Now, as I've stated before, the formality of saying Good Morning is important when talking to various people. If you're talking to your higher-ups say your teacher, boss, principal, elders, anyone of importance, then you say 'Ohayo Gozaimasu'. That being said, if you want to be super nice, you can say that to someone you really adore. Otherwise speaking with friends, siblings, maybe your parents if they're lovingly casual, or if your boy/girlfriend doesn't mind, then you can just say 'Ohayo'. Now, quick test. In Neighponese, how would you say good morning to... The Principal?"

"Ohayo Gozaimasu!" The class answered, some with different pronunciations more than others.

"Good! How about... Your Best Friend?"

"Ohayo Gozaimasu!" A number of students replied,

"Ohayo!" A different number of students replied the class looked at each other with confused looks or looks of envy. Heh heh... Now I can see who's who in terms of personality.

"Don't get fussed up by how you say it all of you! Both are correct, you can use either! It just depends on whether the other person will like it. Like I said, if your parents or your close friends do not mind, then feel free to say the casual version to them." I spoke up before anyone started an argument. With one last glance of rivalry at each other, the group turned back to nod in understanding.

"Now continuing on, when it's High Noon, or somewhere in the afternoon, we say..." I wrote and drew the most general form of 'Hello', "...Konichiwa!"

"Kon-Itchy-Wa?" One of the students tried pronouncing it.

"Yeah! Pronunciation is key. Otherwise, it can delve into different meanings, and I'll explain that in future lessons." Nagisa replied, "but unlike 'Ohayo Gozaimasu', it disregards position, connection or hierarchy. 'Konichiwa' can be said to almost... Anyone!" I threw up my arms with enthusiastic joy.

"Bit enthusiastic there teach," Thunderlane complained. Oh! I almost forgot. Thunderlane attends the morning class!

"I'll take that as a compliment Thunderlane." I returned with another enthusiastic smile, "would you like me to do better?"

"You know what? Go for it." Thunderlane smiled back. Challenging the teacher huh? I may be kind and permissive, but let me show you that I'm still someone you shouldn't mess with!

I hatched out a plan and began approaching the student slowly... "Okay Thunderlane, say it after me. こにちわ！(Hello!)" Thunderlane stood up with a very cocky smile and replied back.

"Konichiwa!"

Aah... Perfect wording, but your tone and pronunciation? That needs work, time to say it again. But I'm etching even closer.

"Again! こ-に-ち-わ！(Hello!)"

"k-こにちわ？(Hello?)" He spoke again, this time confused, probably on why he had to say it again no doubt. But yes! He sounds great, he's got the way of saying it down pat. But that confusion at the end is not good! That calls for another round, and I've managed to be where I want to be!

"Very good Thunderlane!" I complimented once more, right next to his desk, chair and himself. "You've got pronunciation great! But the last there's one last thing."

"What is it teach?" Thunderlane looked at me with a 'are you serious?' Face.

"Enthusiasm!" I theatrically announced, my voice booming and echoing like a God. "Your expression! Can you tell yourself that you were speaking it in the form of a question?"

"Uhh..."

"Hey everyone! Could you tell that he was speaking it like a question?" I spoke to the class,

"Oh definitely!" Carrot Top replied,

"I noticed it too!" Spitfire laughed,

"That tone that is easily recognisable, regardless of language," Twilight answered. With all the shouts of agreement, Thunderlane gulped. Hey! That's what you get for messing with me!

"Okay then, one last time. But do it with a happy and joyful expression!" I beamed widely.

"Oh no, not at all Teach. I'll be sitt-"

"I placed a Thumbtack on your seat. Unless you want to feel the pain, I recommend you try one more time with enthusiasm." I interrupted with my bloodlust grin, right as I saw Thunderlane's butt paused in shock just above the sharp needle of said thumbtack. All at once, everyone noticed the sharp thing, and Thunderlane quickly shot up in the most worried of looks. Winning the crowd was a temporary first shot. What I actually wanted to do was get as close to his desk as possible, and sneakily place that thumbtack right on his seat. Knowing what we went through together on Thursday and Friday, he knows I wasn't bluffing.

With that, Thunderlane worked up a smile, and spoke, "こにちわ！(Hello!)" In the intended expression and enthusiasm I've wanted.

"Very good Thunderlane!" I applauded, removing that Thumbtack. "See? Enthusiasm is important in not just Neighpon, but everywhere you go and everyone you talk too! It makes you a very joyful and fun person to hang out with! Round of applause everyone! Please, I'm not being sarcastic, Thunderlane really did good!" In response, everyone clapped wildly for the Runner, and he can't help but force a little smile of humiliation.

"Now..." I walked back to my desk, "because of that Thunderlane, you deserve a really good treat and compensation for what I have done. I have a Neighponese-exclusive flavour of a well known Chocolate Wafer. But since you are the active type, would you like a Protein Bar instead?"

"Well..." Thunderlane wondered as he sat down, relieved that the thumbtack was no longer there. "It's just a small Wafer, so I'll take that."

"Sure thing!" I replied as I picked up the wrapped up choc wafer and tossed it across the room to Thunderlane, who caught it neatly.

"See everyone? Participation, whether voluntary or not, will always reap benefits! And it's okay if you don't know the answer or not, the class or I will be able to help you, and there's no need to feel humiliated when someone else knows it better than you. We're all here to help each other, and... I may provide free snacks. Would it be better than Canteen food?" Multiple murmurs went up again, this time with great interest.

"Righty-o! Now, let's continue going on. Finally, we'll be talking about 'Good Evening', which is--" I continued my usual routine of introducing words, then putting someone on the spot, giving them an exotic snack whenever they do it or not, and then it was time to set their homework for them.

"Now, I'd like for you guys as homework, is to write the words 20 times. Simple handwriting, no biggie. And one other thing. When addressing someone, you also need to involve their title. For a teacher or the principal, do you know what word you use?"

"I know this one," Thunderlane lazily raised his hand, "It's Sensei, right? Or how you pronounce it... せんせい？(Teacher?)"

"That's right Thunderlane!" Nagisa replied, "ha! I knew you've got it in you! Alrighty now..." I checked my handy watch, "the bell should go about 3... 2... 1!" And replacing zero, was the sound of the school bell, signalling the end of the period.

"Alright, everyone! See you tomorrow! We'll be going through honorifics and titles next!" I waved as the class departed the room, Thunderlane gave a shit-eating smirk at me before walking out the door. Heh, I'll be keeping that in mind.

The first half of Lunchtime and I'm about to help myself to this the 'canteen food'. Ever since that incident, my daily routine of buying the food to fill up my bento lunchboxes has been shot due to all that money flooding away for that arm, and Nurse Redheart right next to me, busy talking up and recording my current conditions. Milk... Mash Potatoes, Vegetables... I guess it's not so different from what I had in my lunches, also mostly made of veggies. Problem is though, all of them are heated up rather than room temperature. Placing a piece of mash potato into my mouth and tasting the contents... Hmm... Just what potato tastes like. It's definitely not as bad as what the students sometimes complain about, though I normally have my potatoes with curry sauce, this definitely isn't bad at all. maybe some seasoning into it next time. Quickly finishing my lunch and having finished going through Redheart's daily check-up, I decided to retreat into the Teacher's Lounge for some coffee. I figured it would help me for the rest of the day. As I was minding my own business, and quickly setting up for today's Club session, Professor Python decided to grace me with his presence!

"Mr Shiota?" The Maths Teacher spoke,

"Professor Python!" I turned around in greeting, "to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I well... I decided to fill in for lunchtime duty just to hear what the students say and well... They were mostly talking about you today. Most of the students had lots of fun in the Neighponese Class, and they were all enthralled by your prank against Thunderlane and his 'enthusiasm'."

"He's a cool guy, definitely," Nagisa replied,

"I'm starting to see your perspective here what with all those positive feedback. I guess numbers can only do so much to grab attention."

"Then why don't you think on the 'fun' side of things? Neighponese and Maths are two completely different subjects, but that doesn't mean they can't achieve the same level of fun! There are many interactive programs regarding maths on the internet, perhaps you can show them some?"

"Rather difficult you see..."

"Then why don't I help you? Just tell me how to sign up for Lunchtime Duty, and I'll see if I can perceive any rumours about you!"

"That would be very much appreciated, thanks for your help. All you just have to do is let the staff administrator know, and she'll set you a time and day."

"Oh and one more thing... Has there been any... Bad things about me?" I prompted,

"Well, there were times where students complained about you having this 'Killer's Eye' and being 'The Goddess' Angel of Death'. I guess you do have some sort of infamous streak in the gossip."

"Anything deeper?"

"Okay then..." Python sighed, "well... I've heard that people are comparing the heights of other teachers to you. Some even say that you match the height or are even below some of our students!"

"Interesting..."

"Also, I'm not sure if you'll get offended but..." Python continued, "they said that you had the traits and appearance of well... A girl." The moment I heard those words, I froze in fear. Uh-oh, please don't tell me they found out.

"And because of that," Python continued, "many people started claiming that you were... Well... A Homosexual?"

"Goddessdammit!" I yelled at the top of my lungs, shocking everyone in the room. Of all the things that had to rise back from the past to bite my butt, it was me mistaken for being a female. It was bad with Karma and Rio teasing me about that, now they think I swing that way!? After that shout, I remembered that I was in front of many others, and decided to fix the situation.

"Sorry about that!" I apologised, "I just um... Panicked."

"So is... Being called a girl common?" Python prompted,

"It was more prevalent when I was still in Junior High School," I explained, "and I thought it would die down now. Anyways, I've got to go in for my Tutor club. Later!" Without any other word, I grab my things and dashed straight for my classroom.

Arriving 5 minutes early before the second half, I just wanted to bang my head on the desk, liquefy and hide like Korosensei does, just... Argh! I can't believe even people from different countries would still mistake me for a girl. But wait... I'm an adult, so take deep easy breaths... Take it nice and slow...

"A-Are you okay Shiota-Sensei?" A soft voice of concern arose from the door. I turned to see Flitter and Cloudchaser standing at the open door.

"Oh! Flitter! Cloudchaser! Good to see you. Just... I don't know. Let's just say that having bad memories resurface is certainly impacting my maturity."

"Oh I see, is it because of the students talking about how you look like a girl and that you may or may not be gay?"

"The Homosexual tease is pretty new though." I repeated, "when I was in high school, everyone didn't really mind that I looked like a girl, though a few did like to tease me of my girlish appearances. They know I'm a guy, and they stick with it. Aside from that... I really should be used to it. Guess moving to a different country made me too complacent about my surroundings."

"So sir... Are you?"

"Well, let's just say I was forced to dress like a girl, and it did certainly get the attention of a guy until I told him that I was a guy myself. We're still friends though. So I'll leave that to you." I took another breath of relief, "anyway, you're quite early. You want to come to terms with where I come from right?"

"Well... Yeah, how do you know?" Cloudchaser asked,

"Skills and tricks of my high-school trade, the very same occupation that you want to clarify with me," I replied,

"Sir," Flash walked in,

"Afternoon Flash." I greeted without looking away.

"Of course," Flash replied as he sat in his normal seat at the front of the class. The two girls looked at their completely calm and collected classmate as he fiddled through his papers.

"If you're wondering, all the club members know." I explained, "that's why Fluttershy and Thunderlane were able to explain it to you yesterday."

"So uhh... Assassin... Is that true?"

"Oh yes, it is indeed." Nagisa replied, "and with what happened with your dear club-members, I'm afraid it's not going to sleep anytime soon! That being said, that assailant is behind bars and they're confident that he'll not bother us. In that way, It should be asleep."

"Your Serpent's Eyes?" Cloudchaser asked, "that's not being an assassin?"

"Used as a way to get students in line. Is that becoming too forceful now?"

"I think you've been on the internet too long to believe the words of whiny, idiotic, and precious students. A school is also a place for discipline, and you should know that Thunderlane lacks it entirely, at least not until now."

"Well in Neighpon, when you are someone who's disciplined or a delinquent, you mostly show it whole. Your attitude, looks, behaviour, maybe clothes. It's being honest, but on the other hand, it brings bad influences and it does pull school reputation down." I then remembered what I thought about Equestria as I walked to school, and decided to be honest "I find myself comparing my culture to yours in a very negative view, but even my own culture has their flaws in behaviour. I won't be looking too much at the big picture, and rather come to terms with every little detail that I come to. Every individual I meet as humans with souls."

"It seems you know the goods and bads of your own, so humble!" Flitter replied, "You really do have an aim when you call it the 'Special Tutorship Club'!"

"In this club, I am to focus on your personal skills and perspectives in body, mind, spirit, and emotions, while making sure that you are able to work in complete harmony with your fellow members." Nagisa replied, "On the other hand, expect me to be a very nosy teacher. After all, that's what my Korosensei is. That okay?"

"You know what?" Cloudchaser decided, "You're doing a pretty damn good job in teaching rather than being an assassin."

"I've spent a lot of my years in training to be a teacher, and just one year in High School of being trained as an assassin. It just so happens that the High School is quite a memorable, sentimental and meaningful milestone in my life, plus I really don't want my students to set that as an example..."

"Sir," Flash spoke up, prying up a purposely loose floorboard, revealing a firm box with a lock. Giving it a little shake, he turned his eyes back to me, "Don't you think stashing weapons around the class is a bit risky? Especially when you've got an air shotgun."

"You can tell it's a shotgun?"

"I've used air guns before, Military Camp." Flash replied, "I can tell by the weight, even when it's in a box."

"Uhh..." The girls awkwardly stared at him,

"Oh, my bad." Flash realised what happened and quickly placed it back in the floor compartment. "Sorry about that girls, I forgot that Fluttershy mentioned the knives only, not the firearms."

"You want me to take that back, sir?" Cloudchaser asked me with suspicion, "It's as if you've turned the entire classroom into your weapons cache for evacuation and protection."

"Like I said, I'm a teacher," I sighed, "no one's interested in painting a target on me, and all that I've trained to be an assassin, was just one target wanted by the entire world because of the destruction it could bring. You know the story by now."

"Then ask me honestly, how many weapons did you stash around the area?" Flitter asked,

I sighed, wondering if I'm going to regret this mistake, then admitted the truth, "I have a box of air-pistols and knives, the shotgun, two sub-machine guns, and a semi-automatic rifle. Every day, I shuffle their positions, and I try to make sure they're not in the same place as before."

"Couldn't you just leave them all at home?" Cloudchaser suggested,

"I do, but it's a far way away to get there and back if let's say... A lockdown happens."

"If that's the case, however, wouldn't air-guns be totally moot against a criminal holding a real gun?" Flash interrupted,

"It's not just the gun itself. When placed in the right hands, it can be as lethal." Chuckling as I sort of quoted,

"Hmm..." Cloudchaser looked at me with further suspicion.

"Oh come on, I'll hide the weapons better next time." I bargained, "I'll give you Popsicles!"

"Oh don't worry!" Cloudchaser laughed, "we won't tell anyone! You've been speaking the truth for a lot of times. We're just interested is all."

"Then email me all the questions that you have. I'll try and answer them by reply." Nagisa replied,

"Nah, I'm convinced." Cloudchaser comforted, "honestly, I think a kind, clumsy guy like you having a dangerous inside is kind of awesome."

"What happens in the club stays in the club." I replied, "got that Flash?"

"Yes sir," He gave a mock salute,

"Alrighty then, if you've nothing else. I suggest you get prepared for today's session." I answered. With a nod and smile, the girls went to their seats, and a few minutes later, the rest of the members poured in. Club Session, aside from the talk with Cloudchaser and Flitter, seemed to went calm and collected for once as they did their work and assisted them when necessary.

The second half of my class went just as normal. Besides giving a few students the 'killer's gaze' because of misconduct whether lazy or offensive towards others, everyone was very interested in going through the language. What comes off as surprising is that Fluttershy is beginning to sound more like a natural Neighponese with her language. I'm quite impressed! And Rainbow's not doing so bad either... Heh, that's some smug grin of hers against those who I finished glaring through.

As class ended, I had some free time in my office before school fully closed. I took the time to sign up for lunchtime duty on Friday, and set up an email for the Club to notify them of what's going to happen tomorrow and especially Thursday, remembering my promise regarding Assassination 101.

And finally, I decided to call it a day, not before giving the weapons an extra shuffle around the room. As I trot back, I took notice of the Statue and Pedestal once again. I was corrected by a teacher that this was supposed to be an Alicorn pony that is known as the Wondercolts statue: A combination of the three different types of Ponies of Unicorns, Pegasi and just Earth Ponies, that said to have existed under this majestic being's rule.

Funny, A unicorn from where I am is said to have donned both horn and wings, while a unicorn here just has the horn. I guess this was a pony they were talking about. As I walk closer, I focused on the giant-arch mirrors on each side of the pedestal. I've heard plenty of rumours and the incidents behind it. During the last Friendship Games, it is said that a candidate of an opposing school destroyed the statue, seemingly releasing a vein of magic and transforming that student into an elegant if not scary being that would have contained a power of an Alicorn, which is really powerful they said.

However, one of the students there also gained that sort of power not from the statue, but her friends instead, and was able to convince and introduce her to what it means to have friends. Because of that, she calmed down, and the magic power that was said to have been stolen had renewed the statue and the pedestal's power. Then, the candidate changed to CHS and became an important friend ever since. Months later, after a giant CHS outing, the Wondercolt statue has been rebuilt, and things regarding it has been peaceful.

But originally, it is also noted that the magic there was not just for the taking. The magic was able to harness a portal that leads to an alternate dimension of Ponies. Now, someone EMERGED from those mirrors, where that same girl claimed to be a pony from another dimension, and was said to be the one that saved the school from the first two incidents where it involved another student, and three girls unrelated to the school that were said to be 'sirens'. Flash told me that this girl from another world shared the exact same NAME and LOOK of the girl that was responsible for destroying the statue.

Now, information like this never spread out of the school, whether it's to the point of disbelief, or that such secrets of magic should stay secret and a mystery, but information comes frightfully easy when you can read your interviewee like a book through discernment. Fluttershy and her friends, they are the ones who've solved the incidents with the pony from another dimension. I've each taken a piece from their refusal of secret sharing and combined it together, they haven't confirmed my story, nor do I think they will. So, I'm just going to find it out for myself, is this really a portal to an alternate dimension of Ponies? Is there Neighpon in their land? Is there really a pony counterpart of everyone here in this school? Is there a pony counterpart of... Me?

Without thinking too much, I raised my hand, gently straightened it towards the mirror, and touched its surface. A mysterious energy made my entire hand tingle, fizz up, get very numb. Wow! It doesn't feel like a portal, but there is definitely some energy within this mirror! Only when I looked at what I'm doing, did I just notice, my entire hand inside the mirror, a bright beam of light eager to get out from the sides of my hand. A yelp shot out of my mouth as I quickly retracted my arm, yanking my palm and fingers away from the mirror, the white light completely blocked away once I removed it.

The first thing to do, I looked at my hand and moved its muscles to see if there was any problem. They felt normal, unhurt, it was just the sensation that came when I stuck in my hand and gone the moment I took it out. I looked around to see if anyone was watching, but a girl with the hair of red and yellow, Sunset Shimmer I believe, walking out of the school gates minding her own business. Phew! No one was watching. Trying it again, I quickly placed my hand on it this time, but unlike before, my fingers bend against the hard cold surface of the mirror, the light that was once there now gone.

I decided to call it a day and head back home, I've learnt enough new things today. Now, I've got to focus on tomorrow's homework and treats. But that mirror though? I can't shake the feeling that what I felt is completely out of this world, even more than Korosensei.

Then, on the other hand, I really did enjoy canteen food, it's definitely better than resorting to Deep-Fried Tissues...

But despite enjoying Teaching Life every weekday, I still can't shake the worry on whether my mission regarding the tentacles will turn out well. Whether I'm going to get in trouble with Equestria, and possibly strain non-existent relations between us.

Not to worry though, there is a last resort to this mission, if all goes wrong and we call it quits, we've got one more trick to warn the entire world once and for all.

Nagisa's Notes

Thunderlane

Male, Dark Grey Skin, Mohawk-like hair, bluish-silver hair, amber eyes. Thundercloud and Lightning bolt symbol.

1. Lazy to the bone, but gives it his all when focused

2. Flitter and Cloudchaser's close friend, doesn't care a lot for other students.

3. Infamously known for being the trouble student

4. Loves freerunning/parkour

5. He may not be looking for friends, but he does care a lot for his close friends and his younger brother

6. Parental problems, makes him upset, which causes him to be lazy (see 1)

7. He does have a conscience of good. He feels shame for anything he has done wrong in his area

8. Non-religious, but very interested in it and the deep meanings they carry.

9. Hates gossip

10. Follows this rule: If you feel upset or sick, don't exert yourself and take a rest until you feel the need to do it. This sort of takes him to being 'lazy' (see 1)

Author's Note

From: shiotanagisa@chsmailoffice.com
Subject: Student arrivals

The students have notified me of when they will join the class, Roseluck will start coming tomorrow Wednesday, while Big Macintosh will be coming on Friday.

Please make sure to welcome them!

Best Regards

Nagisa Shiota

P.S. I do have something on Thursday for you to work on... Please find an attachment file below, and meet up at a certain point. Don't worry, it's not study related... You'll find out soon...

Assassination-101-(CONFIDENTIAL).pdf

Week 2 Wednesday: Persistence

"Afternoon everyone!" Nagisa greeted the class,

"こんにちわ、せんせい！(Hello/Good Afternoon Sir!)" A loud unified response erupted from the seven students, while one other, a pale-yellow skinned girl with raspberry, light raspberry streaked hair, a small beret, and a little mascara and lipstick stood in total silence,

"Good Afternoon sir." The girl formally greeted in English after the jolly cry,

Nagisa was blown back, "Well that's something you don't see in a non-Neighponese Class, let alone a club."

"Well if there was a Neighponese Club, we're going to speak as much Neighponese as we can." Soarin explained, "plus, you're from Neighpon, what would we be if we don't speak Neighponese back to you?"

"This is Equestria, and unless you're a tourist, you're sort of obliged to speak English." Nagisa replied, "unless that's what you want to work on today,"

"Oh yes indeed sir," Fluttershy added, "I believe we are able to form a group together on Neighponese this time."

"Speaking of groups! That reminds me," Nagisa gestured towards the pale-yellow girl, "as you know from the email, this is our new Club Member starting from today. May you introduce yourself to the class, and reasons why you came here? Or do you want me to do the honours?"

"No need to sir." Roseluck answered as she stood up and faced the group, "My name is Roseluck, and I believe I share some classes with you."

"Hey," Thunderlane lazily waved, "You're the one who sat next to Carrot Top yesterday in Neighponese class."

"Hello, Roseluck, nice to meet you." Flash formally greeted,

"Unfortunately, my friends are not quite interested in coming to tutorship, provided that they feel content in their studies. So, it's just me!" Roseluck smiled,

"Wonderful!" Nagisa finished off, "now in this club, one-on-one tutoring or group study with various new topics or struggling questions is highly recommended. After all, if each and every one of you are able to work together as a group, each of you can even go toe-to-toe with dangerous killers in knowledge!"

"Bit of a violent comparison sir." Flash nitpicked,

"Perhaps," Roseluck replied, "but I think it's alright."

"What about you Roseluck? Do you want to study Neighponese, or would you like to do something else?"

"Oh not at all, I'm happy to work and improve on Neighponese!"

"Then don't be shy! Why don't you sit with the group, introduce yourselves, and work together?"

"Pass," Thunderlane yawned, "I'm happy working on my own for now."

"Don't worry about him," Flitter joked, "he's not fond of working together, at least something that requires a lot of his energy."

"Okay then," Roseluck smiled as she sat next to Fleetfoot,

"So, do you guys have something to work on? Because when it comes to Neighponese, your Sensei can help you!"

"Thanks but..." Cloudchaser replied, "I think we'll be able to nail things down. Just basic stuff like pronouncing and writing the alphabet, and managing honorifics. Greetings and farewells are actually simply down pat thanks to your puns."

"How do people in Ohio greet others?" Soarin asked,

"Ohayo!" Fluttershy replied and everyone giggled,

"I know a better joke," Thunderlane grinned from afar, "what's the capital of Ohio?"

"Gozaimasu!" Flash replied with a laugh, "not bad, not bad. But the puns can go even further! If a neighponese man who loves to meet and greet others, then he would go to Ohiogozaimasu, and Konichiwashington D.C!"

Thunderlane stood up in shock as if the last joke had offended his pride "making jokes is the last thing I would ever hear from you. I ain't going to lose this joke match, Brad!"

"Never underestimate your enemy, and be happy that Pinkie Pie isn't around to challenge us." Flash replied, "So why don't you come over and face me?"

"Bring it on!!!" Thunderlane laughed as he hopped out and ran over to the group, "I'll make sure that I win this!"

Mr Shiota opened his mouth in shock, Thunderlane deciding to participate to study with others? Wow! Freerunning certainly isn't something that Thunderlane loves solely, the idea of factoring study questions that involve parkour won't be so much of a problem now. Actually? That sounds pretty fun, but I'll write both things down for later! Competition for Thunderlane is what helps him contribute!

"Oh, sir?" Fleetfoot broke from the joke-off between the Runner and the Chivalrous, "I'm still looking to participate in the contest, are we able to do it?"

"Oh Fleetfoot, remember what I said about it? You're going to need to settle to a group agreement. Yes, I know we now have eight people in this club, but we're definitely not created for the reason to participate immediately. Let us grow into a proper club before we can participate in the next contest!"

"But sir, this contest was sort of out of the blue by Principal Celestia. We've never had a club contest ever. Granted, clubs were able to represent their school for different national contests or decathlons, but never an extra-curricular club contest within the school itself."

"Don't worry! I'm sure Principal Celestia will be able to let others know that this isn't a one-off!"

"Sir," Fluttershy stood up, "while we may be a new group that just scratched the minimum of the participation number, that doesn't mean we must all agree to it. If anything, we should know what this contest is all about. Why don't you tell us now instead of telling us after we agree to do this? We've also got our choices as students, and we demand to know the details of this contest, regardless if we want to join or not."

"Fair enough," Nagisa replied, "then is everyone attentive and ready to know?"

"One moment." Cloudchaser assured, turning to the two boys, now resorting to drawing funny and silly faces using the Hiragana Alphabet "You two! Call a timeout? The teacher wants our attention."

"Time out." The boys said in unison and turned back to the teacher,

"Alright then, this contest..." Nagisa replied, "is going to be a special demonstration to the school. Preferably, it would be something that the club is well known for, but the rules say you present anything. For example, the music club will probably play a very beautiful music number, the chemistry club will do something science-related, and so on. That being said, some other clubs may decide to do a magic trick instead, so it's like a talent show of your own choice."

"But if that's the case," Roseluck asked, "what can the Special Tutorship Club do? If anything, it's not as fun as attending class. What can we do for an idea?"

"Yeah, it really does sound uninteresting..." Thunderlane added, "it's not like we have something witty, funny or new to show either."

While Fluttershy decided to think of an idea for fun, her eyes paused upon the silly round face whose eyes, ears mouth and nose were completely replaced with Neighponese words. She then turned back to the concerned face of her tutor, and her eyes and pupils widened in enlightenment.

"Yes!" Fluttershy stood up in joy, shocking everyone. "I actually have an idea! How about we--" The shy girl was interrupted by the sound of the ever-frantic ringing of the school bell, signifying the end of the first half of Lunchtime.

"And with that, I think you guys should call it a day. Do please share your idea on the message board Fluttershy, and I'll make sure to keep things a secret. Remember, I won't be here tomorrow, but there are some optional things that you may like to do during your lunchtime. Remember that this isn't study-related, but it's something worth your while. So uh, yeah. Have fun with the rest of your lunchtime!"

"Okay, guys..." Soarin whispered, "you ready?" With a count of three, the seven students turned back to the teacher and yelled in unison.

"さようなら、せんせい！(Goodbye Sir!)"

Nagisa once again was blown back by the students' Neighponese. "Very funny you guys, in that case... さようなら、皆さん！(Goodbye Everyone!)" Once again, the students walked out, leaving Roseluck behind.

"Sorry about that Roseluck," Nagisa apologised, "for them being enthusiastic is something that I've never seen myself."

"Oh, that's okay!" Roseluck replied, "there's no need for apology! My friends are normally enthusiastic too!"

"Well then, have you received the email yet? If not, make sure to let Fluttershy email you about it, but if you go tomorrow, you won't need it as there's nothing memory-required. Fluttershy is also responsible for adding you to the message board. There, you'll be able to talk about current things, questions and plights with each other."

"Sure thing, thanks so much Sir!" Roseluck replied as she walked out of the class.

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

Roseluck has been added to the group!

Week 2 Thursday: Assassination 101 (F. Sentry)

Flash's POV

If your teacher had a previous occupation like... An assassin, things are definitely not going to be your everyday class, especially with what he's sent us for the day that he won't be here for tutoring. What he prepared wasn't related to study true, but it was still unbelievable.

"A game of hide-and-seek?" I asked the seven of us met next to the Wondercolts Statue while reading through the first page of Mr Shiota's Assassination 101. I can tell that a few others look bewildered by the contents.

"Well," Fluttershy read her own copy, "It does have its twists. You need to stay in places that you must fully or firmly conceal yourself away, and once you find a spot, you CANNOT move from it until you have to be tagged. And you're not going to use the outside environment. You're going to use a place where you can be fully concealed, the school building itself. To make sure that you do not give away your position, it is essential that your presence cannot be marked by any of the five senses."

"Oh, I think I get it. Remember the time where we ran away from that man last week?" Soarin suggested, "perhaps that's one of the ways we can be aware of dangers."

"You could also say that it's similar to lines and behaviours of thieves on a mission." Cloudchaser added, "they always make sure they hide before they are able to claim their possession."

"And the same application goes for an assassin and their target," Thunderlane added,

"Umm, what's with the comparisons?" Rose inquired, "sounds a bit dangerous!"

"Well, have you not heard about Mr Shiota and his past?" Fleetfoot asked,

"No, and I don't remember someone who would discuss her idea for the contest in two weeks."

"We'll talk after the 2nd half of lunchtime, it's still much fresh in my mind," Fluttershy answered,

"So uh... Do we decide by rock, paper, scissors?" Soarin asked,

"He wants a specific someone to start the show, then the first person to be found will be the next seeker, then the next person, and so on," Fluttershy instructed,

"Who may that be?" I asked,

"It is... Soarin!" Fluttershy pointed, "he wants you to be the seeker first."

"Oh man... Really?" Soarin sighed,

"By the way, what are our boundaries?" I asked,

"'Any place in the School Building is open territory, and I highly encourage you to hide in a place where students may not be allowed to enter. If you hide in say the teacher's lounge, and no teacher finds you, then that's brilliant! But remember, respect the ambience of the area, e.g. A library.'" Fluttershy read out,

"And if we do get caught by teachers?" Flitter asked,

"Then you'll be allowed to find a different hiding spot." Fluttershy answered, "Any questions?" I stayed silent, pretty simple to me.

"Roseluck, if you feel very unaware about this, considering this is your second day, feel free to not join. This isn't what usually happens when Mr Shiota is away."

"Well, I will say that misbehaving in a school system for the sake of playing a children's game is quite suspicious, but you did say you'll explain everything about Mr Shiota, and I really don't mind, I've been through worse," Roseluck replied with a sweet smile.

You know, I really can't help but find that comment to be quite suspicious, but hey, we all have our reasons. For me, I'll inquire about it when it has been brought up or she shares it herself.

"Very well then," Fluttershy nodded, "Now, is everyone ready to hide?" The six hiders, me included, nodded in response.

"Soarin, are you ready to seek us out?" Fluttershy turned to the Male Wonderbolt,

"Ready," Soarin nodded, with a vicious fist pump. Funny, ever since Mr Shiota came to the school, I've decided to look a bit more into Neighpon. The first thing that came up was the endless array and genres of cartoons that are made from his country. 'Anime' they call it? They seem to attain various emotions from determined, cute, cool, the list as I said, is endless. Seeing him just reminds me of a show I just watched yesterday.

"Twenty seconds count, by your lead Soarin," Fluttershy instructed, her legs ready to run. I decided to do the same, awaiting the echoes of Soarin as he turned around, and released his voice on counting numbers.

"1... 2..." The moment I heard Soarin say two, I instantly started running towards the school building, as did everyone. Hmm... My reactionary time needs work. I need to remember his voice, and the moment he speaks, I've got to act. When we hit the entrance hall, everyone else ran their separate ways. Now, where would be a good place to hide? To conceal myself?

Estimating Soarin's counting pace, he should be on his sixth second by now. As I walk through familiar hallways, I remembered there's a place where he won't be able to find me. How about my own locker? There's not a lot of things in it, and I can definitely fit my whole body in there, provided I move enough space.

Heading all the way to my locker, I looked through my storage and see which areas I can make space for. Clearing out the bottom part as much as I can, I stepped into the locker, crouched really low, and made tried to contort and push myself into the not that big compartment. It wasn't painful, but it was certainly uncomfortable for a little while until I can fit inside and let loose a breath of relief.

I returned to predicting Soarin's counting, 15 seconds by the time I am in this spot. Took me nine seconds. If my military camp instructor were here, he'd say that it would have been nothing compared to crawling through the ever tight and dark trench passages. I'd better breathe as much as I can. Any shadow that I see is going to be suspicious, that I must hold my breath to keep silent. Twenty seconds have been counted. Here he comes!

Staying in this cramped compartment, It must have been about a minute and a few seconds from now. I've seen a few shadows pass through the small horizontals holes that give me sight, but their movement, as well as their constant talking, tell me that they were just passing by, unaware of the game that the Special Tutorship club is playing. I made sure to regulate my breathing by letting air through small gaps in my mouth or nose, making sure that I remain quiet as possible while refraining from being unconscious. Alright, it's hit about two minutes, I think Soari-

A shadow passed through, slower than the usual until it decided to stop at the point where it completely obstructs a majority of the light trying to pass through the holes. I instantaneously closed my mouth and nose, making sure to stay in the dark as possible. I've got no time or opportunity to see who that person actually is. Soarin? Or just the janitor?

As I stay hidden here, I began to feel a twinge of fear, the fear of being caught. Remember when I said that this activity was 'unbelievable'? I just remembered that I've been through a similar thing back at Military Camp. Dark as the night, and everyone had to hide from the instructors for a long time: Bushes, soil, trees, anything not to be seen. Otherwise, it's going to be an earful of yelling and angry reprimands from the instructors. I got caught a few times and was plenty scared, till I got used to it by learning from my stealth mistakes.

But if this wasn't Soarin or my instructor... If this wasn't a game, but a real situation... If I was caught on sight, they could just fire a few bullets in here, and I'm good as dead. My younger siblings will be left all alone, and who knows where I'll go once I'm gone? The very thought of it sends shivers down my spine as I continued holding my breath, gazing at the looming shadow as it etched closer and closer... That was until the shadow walked onwards, revealing the rays of light once again. I... I did it... I kept silent.

"Hello?" A sudden knock on my locker door caught me off guard. "Flash? I know you're in there. You're caught, game over. The reason why I'm knocking is that I know you closed and locked it from the inside out." Oh blast, I should have known.

"Okay then," I called back, "stand back please." Fiddling with the lock mechanism, I hopped out of my locker and stretched my legs.

"Yeah, hiding in a locker is pretty much an iconic hiding spot for school, especially when it's yours," Soarin explained, Damn, after thinking about so much time in the wilderness, I completely forgot that my surroundings were the school and that the seekers were students like me, and they had their tricks too. I look around, oh no... Don't tell me...

"Soarin, was I the first one to be caught by you?" I asked,

"Yep, sorry pal. It took me a long time walking around, least I expected was finding you first." Soarin shrugged in apology. My goodness, I really suck a lot. If there's anything I should be called 'Brad' for, it's the fact that I suck at the things that are supposed to keep me alive in the field of war, as well as being scared of the consequences. Did I forget to mention that I was obvious at times? Yep, definitely not living for my father there.

That being said, it didn't take Soarin long to find the rest of us. In order, Fleetfoot, Fluttershy, Thunderlane, Roseluck, Cloudchaser and last to be found, Flitter. We all went back outside the school, hanging out by the stairs.

"That was actually pretty hard." Soarin sighed, "I had to imagine that all of you owe me something, and I was eager to get my due so I could be motivated to find you."

"Any more imagination, and that's pretty much what an assassin does to find his/her target." Fluttershy replied, "and that's what Mr Shiota is expecting of us."

"Yep, very violent." Thunderlane shrugged,

"Well Flash? If I recall, you were the first one to be found." Fleetfoot replied,

"Yeah, and I know what that means, a second time to do it." I droned, "well? I'm all ready!"

"Very well then, everybody ready?" Fluttershy asked,

"Ready!" The other six hiders replied,

"Flash?"

"Battle ready." I nodded, my chin pointed inwards in determination. "Counting to 20. 1... 2..." As I closed my eyes, I could hear the footsteps thundering on the tarmac, ascending the staircase, the grasping of the glass doors. As I counted, I tried to predict where my club members are going to hide. Soarin used his school smarts to get an advantage on me for starters, so what do I have over them? Well for starters, perhaps they would try to find the not always obvious spot, unlike what I did. And secondly, I perhaps I would try to think about where I could have hidden next time. Perhaps what Mr Shiota recommends?

Wait... Hang on a minute... My training... And common school smarts... What if I try it both together? I tried as hard to remember what I have been through with my club members so far... First up, Roseluck. She wears an exotic rose perfume alongside her make-up. That could help me this time. Once I closed my sense of sight to count, I focused on sound and smell. I managed to smell Roseluck's perfume, perhaps she shouldn't have put it on today. Did Soarin pick out my scent? Who knows? Finally counting to twenty, I opened my eyes, turned towards the school, and began the hunt.

Trying to follow that Rosy Scent, I came across the School Gymnasium, where it led me to a certain girl curled up behind one of the grandstands.

"Roseluck?" Flash asked,

"Hmph, I should have known." The rosy girl sighed, "it's the perfume. Right?"

"Yeah." I replied, "pretty interesting that you knew yourself."

"Sometimes I forget that I have a few weaknesses when you're under the mindset that everyday-life is peaceful."

"True, true." I nodded with that sentiment. Standing back up, I've got to find my next target.

The library. It's quiet, it's peaceful, it's definitely the perfect spot for someone to hide in. The question is would they go under the table or behind some bookshelves? Nah... It would disrupt others, and there's not a lot of places to hide without getting in trouble with the librarians. Another alternative to hiding is to 'blend' in the crowd. Many games involving stealth always if not involves losing heat by meshing in with the crowd and not attracting too much attention. Hmm... I don't remember seekers having any form of limitations, I hope no one won't mind if I ask for some help.

"Excuse me, Ms Turner," I calmly asked, the librarian in charge of the borrowing and returning counter. "May I ask something?"

"Sure, go ahead." She grunted. Paige Turner, the head librarian of the School. She may not look the caring type, but she's got a really great memory, and any book that comes into here, whether library-owned or not, she instantly recognises the cover, title, author of the book, and has even at least a few opinions on the books she finds. Not only that, she's also memorable of every student that came in here thanks to her habit with book memorisation.

"A study group of mine is going to meet here in the library. Have you seen um... Fluttershy around?"

"Nope, she hasn't come in here."

"Then uh..." I wondered what to do. If I continue stating a list of names, she's not going to have enough patience for me, how about this? I pulled out a piece of paper and wrote down the names of my hiders. "Is there anyone in my study group here?"

"Hmm..." Ms Turner took the list and gave a simple skim, "actually yes, the Wonderbolt Fleetfoot is here right now. She's in the Fiction section."

"Thank you very much Ms Turner." I thanked with a smile, I turned towards the Fiction area, a glimpse of White hair caught my eye. Ah! There you are...

Two people down, five to go. My next location is the canteen. Where in the world are you supposed to hide? Granted, lunch is still going on, so there's bound to be people there for finding, hmm... Perhaps maybe the Lunch Ladies have an idea? Looking at the queue, it appears that it's going to be out of the question... Oh wait never mind. I see Cloudchaser also trying to blend in the crowd by lining up for food. Actually no, she is trying her best to hide her view, but thanks to everyone having different colours, she sticks out like a sore thumb. Perhaps finding you from a birds-eye view would be harder next time.

"Yo, Cloudchaser?" I walked over, "are you hiding, or are you doing something else?"

"Dang it! Please don't tell me I was the first one." Cloudchaser mumbled,

"Nope, third." I sighed, "Roseluck and Fleetfoot were before you."

"Ah okay then... Uh... Mind if I stay here? I initially thought this would be a good hiding spot, but now I'm interested in getting quick seconds."

"You are unbelievable." I sighed, "sure, sure. Just meet back outside once you're done." I strolled out of the canteen. 3 caught, 4 left.

Hmm... Why not try Mr Shiota's Classroom? Opening the door, the lights were off, the chairs where closed, the whiteboard and desk is clean. Almost like no one had touched this place, though Mr Shiota was there for morning Neighponese classes. Now, let's just hope no one found the weapon stashes today. But what this? A shoe box left on the floor? Mr Shiota's a very neat person if there's anything to go by, so leaving something like this is out of the question. If anything, a shoe box like that is placed inside one of the slider cupboards right next to it... Yeah, it's obvious. Sliding open one of the doors, I came face-to-face with Flitter.

"Eh heh heh..." Flitter chuckled nervously, I merely looked at the box she placed outside the cupboard, all for the sake of fitting herself in. Climbing out of the hole, I made sure to place the shoe box back to its cupboard and slide the door shut. Speaking of that shoe box, shoes were the last thing that it would hold inside. I swore it was one of the two sub-machine guns stashed in here, possibly dismantled.

Soarin, Thunderlane and Fluttershy are my only targets left. However, as I continued on seeking, the more I am treating this less as a game, and more like a manhunt, a violent version of hide and seek, like an assassin. I make sure I continue looking at all of my surroundings, just as an armed soldier would do when undertaking a search mission. To stay alert, whether actively or passively, can mean everything when it comes to life and death. You flinch or hesitate for one second and the next thing you know is that you'll be facing someone who can take your life, at least, that's what I learned in the military camp. It just so happens that with the power of light and its reflection upon surfaces, did I notice a student with a mohawk, crouched underneath a table in a random classroom, keeping an eye on the door's window. It almost looked like he was staring back at me, but it seems that he was focused directly on where he wants to look, the hallway where he was able to gather enough visual information. Pity, I've also fallen into that trap in camp. Trying not to grab attention, I 'obliviously' strolled pass the classroom door, waited for five seconds. Then walked back and opened the door to catch him by surprise.

"Surprise Thunderlane," I crouched down to where he hid,

"Ah, I knew you'd get me sooner or later," Thunderlane smirked,

Two people left, I can't lose focus. Perhaps I should check the teacher's lounge, just in case. Heading to the staff administration counter nearby, I asked the receptionist if any student passed through. Normally, the teacher would not support this type of behaviour, nor will they help students out in such childish games, but I guess anything really is possible if you just try. Believe it or not, the administrator gave a small smile as she lightly tapped something below her workbench, and lo and behold, Soarin rose up.

"Madam?" I asked, "are you sure it's alright that you let a student in the teacher's lounge?"

"Let's just say that Hide and Seek is a very big nostalgic and sentimental factor. Probably just this once." She raised a finger to her lips, "but don't expect me to hide you again!"

"Yes madam," Soarin sighed, "we'll keep this secret, and thanks."

"Who knew Soarin, that you'd go that far," I noted as we strolled out of the teacher's lounge.

"Mr Shiota did say to use anything and everything as possible. There's an opportunity, I grab it." Soarin replied, "That being said, the idea of grabbing opportunities is what all people would do without hesitation as a last resort. It's just not used as much unlike assassins."

"Interesting." I replied, "everyone's meeting outside now. I just have one left."

"Who is it?" He asked,

I answered, "Fluttershy."

Now she is a tricky one. Whilst I was lucky with Thunderlane, I was fresh out of ideas on where she would be except for the animal shelter. But as Mr Shiota said, use everything, hiding or seeking. So I headed towards there. As I entered the door, I remembered what happened last Monday as I laid my eyes upon the small energetic hamsters surrounded by that glass fence. Seeing Fluttershy so flustered, letting our suppressed emotions show each by each, unintentionally showing our 'weaknesses', our 'buttons'.

And from there, the hamsters ran off, Fluttershy got in trouble and had to help Mr Shiota, and now? She encouraged her to start the Special Tutorship club, and once she did, she wanted me to join, saying that it is the cure to solve my plight. She used that opportunity, for the sake of me... No... For the sake of Thunderlane, and possibly everyone in the School. There is no one else that is more thoughtful or caring around my age but her. I... I need to thank her when I find her.

Hmm... The hamsters look pretty famished. Did Fluttershy forget to feed them? I mean, no one really visits the animal shelter but her. You know what? I'll feed them for her today. Grabbing the bag of Hamster feed nearby, I was ready to pour a large heap of their food into the group bowl, while the hamsters backed away slowly, awaiting their food drop. Perhaps seeing an unfamiliar face feeding them would have struck a small danger.

Wait... Unfamiliar? I paused right before filling up the bowl and had a really crazy idea. What if the Hamsters know where Fluttershy is?

No, don't be stupid! They're hamsters! Not dogs! How would hamsters recognise their loving caretaker?

Actually no... Don't think that, just try! Placing down the food bag, much to the hamsters' dismay, I crouched back down and decided to talk.

"Just a quick favour. Umm... I can tell that your caretaker Fluttershy hasn't fed you yet so uh... I was wondering if you know where she is. Do you?"

One by one, the hamsters began looking at each other with confusion and shock. You know, I've never noticed how vibrant and... Sassy these hamsters are. It's quite... Interesting. Yeah, they really do live a whole different life than us humans. Sure, they may have a few squabbles and such, but at the end, they're like family to each other.

One hamster marched forward with a frown on his face. He pointed to the feed bag, then pointed to the bowl. So they really can understand me... Can they? Granted, if they had a mind of their own to escape, I've also heard that this wasn't the first time the hamsters have gone insane either... The first time was when Rarity tried to give them a makeover with their accessories, and it drove them mad... Why don't I treat them with respect? Grabbing the feed bag once more, I did what I was told, pouring an ample amount of feed into the bowl, where the majority of hamsters clamoured over and began feasting, that also includes the hamster that gave out the commands. Welp! That's what I get for expecting something in return for feeding them!

There's got to be some other way. Hang on... Fluttershy didn't get into trouble the first time she let the hamsters out for tube cleaning. She had something with her to make sure they didn't get too out of hand... It was... Oh! I might as well try that! I scrambled out the door and hurried to the music room where the soothing sounds of a string instrument were seeping out the door. Oh drat, the cellist girl is currently practising in there. I... Hope she won't mind if I come in. Knowing my manners, I knocked on the door.

The music ceased playing, followed with the words of 'Come in'. Opening the door, I approached the grey-skinned, dark-haired girl, looking back at me with a stoic air of formality, her cello calmly resting upon her shoulder. Octavia Melody, she's the face of CHS' Orchestra and a really impressive cellist that has gained the applause of many an audience, important or not. My Guitar skills are nothing compared to her skill on that beautiful string instrument.

I greeted with an apology, "sorry for disrupting your practice Octavia, I just wanted to come here and borrow a Tambourine."

"As long as you return it." She pointed towards the percussion section, "something important?"

"More or less so, thanks." I answered back, as I went ahead and grabbed a tambourine, "I won't be long with it."

"Not to worry," Octavia coolly replied, "I won't be here for much longer." Without any other word, I began to make my way towards the exit, not before taking a glimpse at the Grand Piano before I closed the door behind me and allowing the Cellist to play once again.

Heading back to the animal shelter, I took another good look at the hamsters, hopping and moving casually around, some patting their stomachs after their wonderful lunch. They seemed to have eaten almost everything in the bowl.

Time to see what happens. From behind my back, I revealed the tambourine to the mammal audience, and they all looked back in shock. I gave it a few light shakes, and the hamsters begin to fall into a trance by the alluring sounds of the zils, one by one.

"Alright," I asked, "do any of you know where Fluttershy is?" The hamsters looked at each other, and that command-giving hamster stepped forward once again, this time pointing towards a certain picture or rather, the map of the school that involves emergency exits. I decided to pick him up and put him closer to the map, accurately pointing at a certain location. Where he pointed at, the size of the room almost looks like... Here, the animal shelter.

So does that mean Fluttershy is actually in here? I placed him back in, and while still playing the tambourine, I continued asking, "where is she in this room?" The Hamster stood up and began sniffing around. His eyes opened wide in his sniffing enlightenment, and he pointed to another door, possibly the storage room.

"Thanks a lot, pal." I thanked as I walked towards the store cupboard. Opening it wide, sitting right behind the broomsticks, extra bags of hamster feed, toys, all pet-related items, was the Pink-haired, yellow-skinned girl that I have come to know.

"Well done Flash," Fluttershy smiled, "you found me."

"You need any help getting out?" I offered,

"No need," Fluttershy replied as she moved the brooms and clutter aside and stepped out on her own. "It's very clever of you to use the tambourine."

"Well, stories spread quite easily around the school." I replied, "and I really think the hamsters are bright animals."

"Like you said, animals live different lives as humans. Every organism is important and unique to this world, and I want them to carry out their lives the best way they know how unless it's going to negatively impact wildlife or me."

"Oh yeah, Fluttershy?" I remembered,

"Yes?"

"I want to thank you for your caring kindness." I held out my hand, "for inviting me to the Special Tutorship Club. I... I'm beginning to learn more under Mr Shiota, and with all of you. But I could never have experienced that without you."

"Oh, no Flash." Fluttershy calmly replied, softly holding my hand with hers, "the pleasure is mine."

"Well?" I gestured to the door, "you're actually the last person to be found. Everyone should be outside by now. Shall we?"

"Of course." Fluttershy smiled with a nod. Walking out together of the animal shelter, I made a note to return the instrument first. Which reminds me, I have another thing to ask.

"Hey Fluttershy, you still haven't told us your idea for the contest, if we do happen to join. What is it?"

"I almost forgot!" Fluttershy answered back, "we'll let the rest know once we meet up, and we'll surprise Sensei sure enough!"

"Sounds great to me," I answered with a smile, walking towards the music room, under the rigorous charming of the school bell.

Meanwhile, without being noticed by anyone important, Nagisa snuck his way into the school and back to his classroom with a small parcel in his working hand. Placing it on the desk, he grabbed his mobile and dialled a number. Waiting for a few seconds, a voice picked up,

"Nagisa, I take it you've got the goods?" A gentle feminine voice asked,

Nagisa replied, "Yep, all safe and sound."

"Okay then, Takebayashi or Ritsu will send you an email on what the parcels contain, and what you are to do with it."

"Thanks again," Nagisa finished,

"Oh yeah, because of the information you've given us, as well as what happened to you, two of us are on standby for going to Equestria."

"Listen, I appreciate the thought, but I think we should go on our own time, and not worry about others."

"I understand completely, but it's their choice. And especially that you've involved your club of students, you really can't handle both things all by yourself, there is a thing of putting too much on your shoulders."

Nagisa paused for a minute, then asked a different question "Who's coming?"

"Let's just say it's the proteges of our other former teachers. After all, Korosensei isn't the only teacher in Class E... You've got Mr Karasuma and Professor Bitch!"

"Oh!" Nagisa jumped in delight, a sliver of knowledge on who's going to be coming over "but first they've got to deal with the school, as well as living in Equestria."

"They've got it covered. That's why I said they're on standby, and will leave once you call for help."

"Okay, thanks once again Okuda." Nagisa hung up,

"Mr Shiota?" A knock on the door happened, "may we come in?"

"Ah!" Nagisa jumped at the familiar voice, "Vice Principal Luna!" He greeted the lunar-looking woman.

"Mr Shiota, it appears to us that your aptitude and perseverance to school work is placing quite a lot of morale for teachers and students,"

"Well, what can I say?" Nagisa chuckled, "all for them I guess."

"We understand. That being said, it is bringing quite a peril to us. Nurse Redheart has given us the details of your current status, and while there have been no terrible injuries, your levels of toil are above the roof, and her hospital has deemed it unhealthy."

"Oh no..." Nagisa gulped, "does that mean I'm heading back to the Hospital?"

"Unfortunately, yes." Luna nodded, "and there's no escaping from it. Both the School and the Hospital agreed that you will need to have PROPER rest and recovery. Otherwise, that shoulder of yours will never recover."

"B-But I signed up for Lunchtime! A-And I've gotten my club to handle!"

"Not to worry, if you may. We can provide a substitute for thy Club supervision, as well as a replacement teacher for Lunchtime duty. Like I said, your performance is motivating some teachers to do better. This we hear from Professor Python."

"... I've got no say in this. Right?"

"For thy own good Mr Shiota, but alas. Thy performance as I said, is inspirational to many students and teachers, even to me. As of such, we and the school board have decided to give extra on thy sick leave and pay for thy support for the students, but only until thy wounds are healed. Is that satisfactory with thou?" Nagisa sighed. But... But... She's right. She's really concerned for me, maybe heeding the care for others is just as important as caring for them. Yeah, perhaps he really should put that shoulder to rest.

"Okay, then Vice-Principal." Nagisa relented, "Consider me back on the hospital bed once again."

"The best thing I can offer thou is my moral support and prayers, as with Principal Celestia's." Luna added, "for a swift recovery."

"I'll take everything I can, so thanks for the prayers. I'll be sure to feel better." Nagisa smiled. Hmm... Maybe he should make that call.

Week 2 Friday: Preparations and warnings

Author's Note

SPOILER WARNING: Nagisa reveals a little bit the events of AC to Redheart and the sisters.

Week 2 Friday: Preparations and warnings

To: Special Tutorship Club Group
Subject: Back in Hospital, send help!

Dear Students

I can't believe I need to sit this one out, but to Have the entire school worry about me? That's something I can't complain about. There are just a few things I'd like to clarify for tomorrow

1) Please remember to treat Big Macintosh and make him feel welcome

2) I'd like some feedback on how Assassination 101 went. Is there anything I can improve or create something new?

3) MAy I know what Fluttershy has in mind for the Contest? She seems quite excited last time I saw you guys. And listen, I definitely would like to help you out if you do enter.

So uh... Yeah, now that I'm bedridden most of the time. I'd really appreciate it if you guys can send me emails to communicate. Also as your Neighponese teacher, I'll personally let you know what to do for the weekend and in-class, along with what the Substitute teacher has. They'll have enough For Backup.

Also, is it weird that I feel really bad leaving you guys when I'm on sick leave?

Anyways hope to hear from you!

Best Regards

Mr Shiota

To: radiantcelestia@chsmailoffice.com
Cc: lunalucina@chsmailoffice.com
Subject: The truth about my injury

Dear Principal and Vice-Principal

There's something I need to talk about. It's about the crazed man that attacked the students last Tuesday. This shoulder? It was that same man on Friday. I'll definitely like to explain more if you come to the Local Hospital please if you can. Oh and bring Student Redheart with you. She's my monitor and nurse after all!

Best Regards

Nagisa Shiota

With an exhausted grunt, Nagisa clicked Send. The sun is just in the midst of rising, the outside was ready to be filled with people, and there he was, unable to travel to school according to his personal schedule. What's worse, Having to type with one hand is a problematic disaster, he definitely regretted stating that he only needed his working hand.

Hmm...

When he was writing about the assailant, a former worry from this Monday returned to his mind. It's possible for that man to get out, especially with that tentacle. Just smash open a wall, and he's free! The sudden thought of it sends yet another shiver down his spine. Thanks to Ritsu once again, Nagisa was able to gather some information on the person that attacked him and the club.

This man never had a criminal history till recently. He was just a single businessman working in Equestria, no mental health disorders or problems, just another human living in this world. Now look at him: He has currently five charges of maliciously attacking various groups of people: Pedestrians, three groups of students each from a different school including CHS, and various office workers going out for a late dinner. When he was given a check-up, the results show him to be insane, despite his peaceful and clean history. The cause of this mental state of change is still rendered unknown, with no clues, ideas or theories of what could have caused it.

But Nagisa knew, it was those tentacles. Without proper observation and checkup, those tentacles are able to control their host's personality, emotions, and mental state. It happened with Itona's lust for strength, and especially with Kayano's vengeance... If strained too far, it will cause severe damage which can become irreversible to all forms of the human.

"Just think, if that person is going to escape, the first thing he's going to do is get revenge on the School. I'm sure he remembers that I was injured by that wound, and possibly unable to fight. That means that Fluttershy and the rest are just as vulnerable. If there's anything a psychopath knows, it is to torture others physically and mentally. He would slowly torture and kill every student of CHS right in front of me, and then he'll probably kill me after that." Nagisa's will began to sink through the fear.

No... That's the reason why he emailed the teachers, to warn them about a potential threat to the school, and how he was responsible. And to think about it... Yes, he should. If not him, then who will? His two classmates on standby--

"Excuse me," A nurse came in, "your time on using electronic devices is almost up, you need to rest your eyes and body."

"Just one more email, very short one." Nagisa bargained,

"Very well." The nurse agreed. Frantically with his right working hand, he pulled up a different email account, composed the email...

To: scrunchies&boobs@magimail.com
CC: justice@magimail.com
Subject: Start!

Thanks for volunteering to assist me through my time in Equestria.

Please do come over when you can!

Best Regards

Nagisa Shiota

P.S.: Requesting call for help!

... It was short and quick, sealed off with a 'Send'.

"Alright." Nagisa signalled, "now I'm done."

All the way back in Canterlot High School, an emergency meeting of the Special Tutorship club required everyone to rendezvous at the statue, again, to discuss the email Mr Shiota gave them that morning.

"Wow, you never see a teacher focused on his students," Cloudchaser noted,

"Not to mention that students would rejoice to know that their main teacher won't be bothering them with work so they can slack off and do their own things." Flitter replied, "but with him? It's the complete opposite."

"Possibly a habit of someone from Neighpon." Thunderlane shrugged, "with how they act for one another in all places: School, Workplace, Home, they make sure as hell that nothing would stop them from carrying out their duties."

"I'd daresay their culture and mannerisms goes beyond what you'd expect of a person following the Faith of the Friendship Goddess," Flash added,

"So uhh... What are we going to do for tutor club?" Soarin asked,

"Let's follow what he says, he's got things planned ahead," Fleetfoot suggested,

"Sounds like a plan. Find Big Mac, be able to use the empty classroom, and talk about the contest plan this time!"

"Ah, there you are." A familiar figure approached them.

"Redheart, good morning to you." Fluttershy greeted,

"Mr Shiota is doing fine back at the hospital. He's been busy with sending emails to a majority of people in School."

"Yeah, we know." Roseluck replied, "Fluttershy is showing us right now."

"You see, Mr Shiota has sent an email to Principal Celestia and Vice-Principal Luna, asking them to come over. I'll be coming with them to the hospital, and perhaps it would be a good idea for you to pass a few messages to him?"

All at once, the classmate nurse was met with squints and stares of suspicion.

"Did Mr Shiota ask you to do that? Or was it you yourself?" Roseluck asked,

"Well..." Redheart nervously replied, a bit taken back from the faces, "as a Nurse, I ensure that my patients are able to be happy and healthy not just in body but also state of mind. Encouragement from you guys would really raise spirits!"

"Oh..." The club said in unison, their stares turned into smiles.

"What's going on here?" Redheart asked,

Fluttershy answered, "Oh it's nothing, thanks for asking us to send messages, we'll be happy to do that. First off, I'm gonna need to invite you to our message group."

"Wha!?" Redheart jumped, "but I'm not part of the club!"

"But does that give you a reason to not treat you like one?" Flash asked, "you're caring for our teacher whether or not you're obliged to. That much means a lot to us, and we're happy to be friends with you for that!"

"Just how much is Mr Shiota dear to you?"

"We owe him in more ways than one." Fleetfoot replied, "well, five of us, unless you three have something else in mind?"

"He's definitely not a teacher you would see around here, and he's captivated me a little." Flitter replied, "so all the more to wish him a swift recovery!"

"Plus, the way he acts towards students and teachers alike, he's like Fluttershy, little shy but very kind." Thunderlane replied, "it's personally irritating, but that's what makes him better than any of our other teachers and their behaviours."

"I see, so that's how he really connects to you." Redheart wondrously replied, "very well then, I'm happy to be invited!"

"We'll just put our messages on the board, and you can show him on your phone!" Fluttershy explained. To complete the invitation, Redheart pulled out her phone, received the message request, and accepted it. Fluttershy smiled as she saw the message board notification:

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

Nurse Redheart has been added to the group!

"You still keep the Nurse title as your Profile name?" Fluttershy asked,

"Nickname. I'm still known as Redheart. It's fun to be socially known like that unless there is a PR incident involving Social Media." Redheart chuckled, "well then, I'll be sure to let you guys know how he feels when I visit them. Until then, see you again."

"See ya!" The club said their farewells as the nurse departed towards the school block,

"That reminds me..." Soarin remembered, "Is it me? Or are certain words in italic? Not to mention the italic words are also in capitals."

"Definitely a message," Flash replied and pulled out all the out-of-ordinary words.

"'I have substitute as backup'" Flash deciphered. "That's not the correct way to say it, but does any of you know what he means?"

"He's sent help, easy to see." Roseluck answered, "The main questions, is who and what for. Neighponese classes? The Club? And the substitute must be someone that he knows."

"Hey, you don't think it's one of his classmates?" Fleetfoot asked,

"That is definitely a possibility." Fluttershy answered, "Sensei did say that the rest of his classmates are going to come to Equestria sooner or later. What better way than a substitute teacher? It's how Mr Shiota got in after all!"

"Woah Woah Woah." Roseluck jumped, "just how much of Mr Shiota's personal life do you know?"

"As we said, he's dear to us as we are to him. Because of that, he treats as close friends as much as a teacher-student relationship." Soarin replied, "but since we're getting new members, it's hard to get everyone up-to-date with the Club." He quickly darted his eye towards Cloudchaser and Flitter, who both winked back in response.

"I see" Roseluck nodded with a sweet smile, "that's very kind and sweet of him,"

"Yeah." Soarin chuckled with a blush, "but not as sweet as your smile! Uh-- I mean yeah, very lucky to have him!"

"We'll be happy to discuss more of this at lunchtime where we can meet. We'll find Big Macintosh, and get all of you to know more about him!" Fluttershy suggested, "right now, I think we should prepare for our morning classes. Catch you guys later! And remember to send a message to Mr Shiota!" Waving goodbye, the girls happily walked off towards the school, leaving the three boys behind.

"Soarin?" Flash turned to what used to be cool and laid-back, now flustered with bashfulness once the girls lost sight of them.

"I just complimented her." Soarin gulped, "Roseluck."

"Ah, so you've taken a liking to her?" Flash raised his eyebrow,

"No need to get all flustered about it, It's natural and well understood by everyone." Thunderlane replied, "well, unless you're living in the society of 'Sameness'."

"Hey, isn't that the book that we're studying right now in English?" Soarin asked,

"Don't change the subject." Flash replied, "it's great to share. Heck, we can even be your wingmen. Right Thunderlane?"

"Oh heck yeah. I've caught the eyes of plenty of girls, I'll definitely help you out."

"That's a lie Thunderlane." Soarin scowled, "I know bad boys may be attractive, but you have TOO much bad. No girl in CHS but Flitter and Cloudchaser would ever hang out with someone like you."

"... Screw you." Thunderlane growled back,

"Let's not throw shade at each other." Flash broke up, "but what Soarin is wanting to know is this: Has any girl caught YOUR eye Thunderlane?"

"Oh, that! Now that I think about it, not at all. Maybe I was a little connected with Cloudchaser or Flitter, but I'd make sure a smile will always stay with my little brother."

"Oh wow! I never knew you were into that!"

"I thought you said no shade throwing hypocrite!!!" Thunderlane shoved Flash in irritation, "both of us have a little brother, you know as much as I do how it feels to be the eldest of siblings!"

"Sorry, sorry." Flash apologised, "guess I went a little too far."

"And that's why you're not good at telling jokes because everyone knows that you are serious, that's why you're the cool and chivalrous."

"I'm not all serious, I have humour too you know..." Flash pouted,

"Then humour us with this question as compensation. Do YOU have eyes for someone?"

"Actually, I do!" Flash answered, the two boys stepping back in surprise.

"Well, that's new!" Soarin widened his eyes in delight,

Thunderlane smugly grinned, "who's the lucky dear?"

"Hey girls!" Fluttershy greeted, "how's everyone doing?"

"Fluttershy!" Pinkie Pie jumped back with cheerful greetings, "It has been a while now!"

"Ever since you've been going to the Club, you've been spending less time with us nowadays," Rarity pointed out,

"Oh hell naw. Don't tell me study has been controlling you Flutters!" Rainbow gasped,

"Relax Rainbow, this isn't brainwashing." Fluttershy laughed, "just a small shift in priority, and I haven't been lonely."

"Yeah, I heard," Rainbow snapped, "Flash Sentry and Thunderlane. No concern regarding Flash, but are you sure Thunderlane is giving you a hard time?"

"Not at all. By the way, two of the Wonderbolts are attending the club daily too. Do you know who?"

"If anything, I'd suspect Fleetfoot and Soarin. They haven't been playing their usual lately, and they've been doing their own thing, It's like they started a relationship or something. But the thought of them studying sounds ridiculous."

"Rainbow, I'm afraid you've missed the nail."

"THEY'RE THE ONES GOING!? They never told any of us!" Rainbow blurted out in shock,

"Well, they did want to keep their attendance a secret, possibly with their sporty reputation on the line."

"Dude, no judgement at all." Rainbow sighed, "If you gotta do what you gotta do, then you gotta do what you gotta do!"

"Happy to see that you think like that, but not everyone in this world thinks the way you do." Fluttershy sighed, "and I'll let them figure it out by themselves."

"Which reminds me." Sunset brought up, "the club supervisor. Are you still in trouble for that?"

"Sensei wanted to drop it." Fluttershy answered, "he's forgiven me, and he's happy to keep me as a helper not as punishment, but as an actual helper."

"Since ya addressin' him as Sensei 'stead of Mr Shiota whether he around or not. Ah'm sure you've smoothed more than jus' cranky lines with him." Applejack chuckled,

"By the way darling, if you aren't that lonely, how many people are in the club now?" Rarity asked,

"Nine, possible ten or eleven."

"Interesting, I've never seen a club rise in numbers that fast," Twilight replied,

"Many factors: The students, the teacher, the content. But one thing that simply ties them together: Trust, Faith, Encouragement, Support and the Friendship that bursts forth from it."

"Sounds like you've made a sect." Pinkie joked,

"Oh, we're still the same people if you must know," Fluttershy replied, "just that we're more reflective of ourselves and others. Is that too much?"

"Not at all!" Pinkie laughed, "it's just a joke!" And the girls laughed along.

But back in the Hospital, Nagisa was definitely not having a fun time. Stuck on the bed from morning to lunch, there was little that he could do pass or manage his worries regarding his job and students. Sure, the little small check-up from the nurse or doctor now-and-then makes it more interesting, but it's unbelievably boring to rest when you're pretty much awake.

"Mr Shiota?" Nagisa pricked up with delight at a familiar voice, "the Principal and Vice-Principal is here."

"Ah! Yes!" Nagisa sat up in anticipation as Nurse Redheart entered the room, with the Celestial and Lunar women in tow.

"Mr Shiota, It does our heart good to see you fairing well." Luna greeted,

"Well, it does my heart better to see you go out of your way to visit limp old me," Nagisa replied,

"I will admit that this sort of email would be the last thing I would receive from a teacher." Celestia answered, "in a way, it made me remember that teachers are just as important as the students who attend."

"Now, what does thou want of us?" Luna asked,

"Are you familiar with the psychopath that harmed our students last Tuesday?" Nagisa explained

"And arrested on Friday for the crimes he committed," Celestia answered,

"Now, have I ever told you how I wound up with this injury?" Nagisa continued,

"That is what we are here for, are we not?" Luna replied, "currently, the only report regarding thou was your admittance to the hospital and the severity of the injury."

"You mean the police never told you anything about your students or me last Friday?"

"Friday? Whatever had occurred to you on such an event-heavy day?" Celestia asked,

"The connection between the man's arrest and my injury."

"Excuse me?" The Principal, Vice-Principal, and Nurse Redheart gasped,

"Yep, the man was arrested at the cost of a wound..." Nagisa admitted, "... and a suspension from working at school."

"Mr Shiota, why did you involve yourself with such a dangerous man!?" Celestia demanded,

"I didn't have a choice, the police won't be able to get there in time. It was me or them, and I had to make sure this man won't be able to harm anyone else."

"Being the hero is very risky, even if you managed to pull through," Redheart warned,

"But who is 'them'?" Luna asked,

"You might want to prepare for this, you may not like the answer," Nagisa warned,

"No..." Celestia raised her hand to her mouth, "it was going to be another group of our students?"

"And it was a sheer amount of luck, that I managed to spot them before they got into any trouble. Now that I made sure the man won't have his way, here I am."

"..." Celestia lowered her head in horror,

"Hey, don't worry, the students are alright. No one got hurt. Okay?"

"Mr Shiota, let us be the first to tell you this. We used to be a fool when it comes to incriminating pictures and photos, but we can definitely tell the difference on whether someone has been injured, which happens to be Thunderlane and Flash Sentry. And by we, I mean not our Sister, but for us, the Vice-Principal. Call it a certain habit of ours."

"..." Nagisa closed his mouth in silence,

"Your position as teacher is hardly in trouble, let alone in jeopardy." Luna assured, "it is obvious to see that you have protected the students at the expense of your life, and for that, we praise you for your bravery and courage. But to add to that, it is far better for one of our own to speak the truth, rather the police disclose the information. We may be stressed yes, but that does not mean we want to hear any more of this. By all the cosmos, continue."

"..." Nagisa continued to keep his mouth shut,

"Please Mr Shiota." Celestia prompted, "if you didn't want to explain the truth to us, then why did you invite us here in the first place?"

"It's a dark memory," Nagisa relented, "it was that memory, did I learn self-defence, martial arts, anything that can physically harm a person... And how I ended up to be a teacher."

Luna's eyes widened at the talk about dark memories and lowered her head in sincere calmness.

"We see... It is an ill omen to your life. But that being said, if this man, a threat to humankind, is somehow linked to your past, are you not willing to disclose it for our understanding, as well as the hope of protecting our school and students?"

"Of course. Sorry for beating around the bush..." Nagisa took a deep breath. Korosensei never divulged secrets like this, mostly because everyone wasn't at stake, and Korosensei wasn't a human. "This man wasn't equipped with a weapon or firearm, it was his hands, something even more than that. That something is the same thing I had dealt with when I myself was still a secondary student. It is hard to contain or detain it. Especially in a prison."

"That criminal can escape?" Celestia asked,

"If given enough time, yes." Nagisa nodded, "after all, it was that same thing that pierced through my shoulder."

"What is this thing?"

"It's hard to explain, so I'll just say what it simply looks like, a tentacle."

"What? A tentacle?" The three girls spoke in response.

"Hello, Big Mac!" The Eight Students greeted in response once as a well-bodied and burly man of a student, sporting a slight reddish colour and a hay-coloured short hair, entered the room, "welcome to our special tutorship club!"

"Woah," Big Mac impassively spoke, the wheat in his mouth jumping up instead of him himself,

"If you're wondering where Sensei is, I'm afraid he had to return to the hospital yesterday evening." Fluttershy explained, "However, we've been given enough information and detail to what we'll be doing today, with me acting as the supervisor."

"Kay." Big Mac shrugged,

"On Wednesday, Sensei pulled up the topic regarding the School's Club Contest and the details for it." Fluttershy chuckled, "I got an idea on what we can do as a group when he provided the idea, but I wasn't able to talk about it on the message board that day or Thursday for that matter. That's why I'm happy to discuss it today!"

"About time," the class groaned,

"So, everyone knows that we are able to present anything in this contest as a show of our talents. Clearly, as the Special Tutorship Club, demonstrating our increased knowledge in tutoring is no easy feat to make it fun."

"It's pretty much what we do normally in classes," Flitter added,

"But then I thought... If there's a demonstration that we can do, why not a theatre performance? Something based on where dear tutor Mr Shiota came from?"

The rest of the class lifted their heads in surprise at the sound of the idea.

"A Neighponese related item? That's... Actually a good idea. What are you trying to show? Aside from the language, we don't know jack about what they have." Cloudchaser asked,

"Well for one, Neighpon are well known in manufacturing various video gaming consoles, as well as the games that come with it." Flash raised a hand, "I happen to own a console in my house!"

"Well, there's also the food," Soarin added, "Mr Shiota had presented a few things. The mochi, the differently flavoured wafers, I think there's more than just sweets."

"Oh! Not to mention their history! I heard it spans a much bigger line than ours!" Roseluck threw in,

"So there's an entire society that's different than ours." Thunderlane concluded, "But what should we decide on?"

"If Mr Shiota's going to support us all we can, then he'll be best for ideas." Fluttershy replied, "and I make sure... That he fully cooperates." She gave a small devilish grin,

"... You wouldn't." Thunderlane growled,

"Oh definitely,"

"Wait, what are you going on about?" Flash asked,

"Let's just say it is something we know about our teacher. Have you not picked it up?" Fluttershy asked,

"What, that he looks like a gi-- Oh." Cloudchaser realised what the shy girl was planning,

"Umm..." Big Mac raised a question,

"Yes?"

"Are we? You know..." He pointed towards his exercise books "this?"

"Oh! Right..." Fluttershy remembered, "I forgot... Are you feeling left out?"

"Not really..." Big Mac replied, "jus' wanna study. However... Can help you with that Performance."

"Really?"

"Few pieces of knowledge. But that's fer later..." Big Mac replied, "can we uh..."

"Oh I see, then let's wrap this up. Do you guys want to make a decision now?" Fluttershy asked,

"I'm in!" Fleetfoot replied, "I started this after all!"

"Sure," Flash replied, "all the more to learn about other countries!"

"Hmm..." Thunderlane thought, "does the history involve any form of freerunning?"

"Oh don't be so picky Thunderlane!" Cloudchaser laughed, "why not? I may be new, but who says I can't join in the fun! I'm in!"

"Okay then, me too!" Flitter accepted, "come on Thunderlane!"

"Oh fine!" Thunderlane moaned, "I'll do it. Okay!?"

"Soarin? Roseluck?" Fluttershy asked,

"Why not? I'm game for something different!" Soarin nodded,

"It would be striking to try something new!" Roseluck added.

"Then that's everyone accounted for!" Fluttershy announced, "d-do you have any qualms, Big Mac?"

"Nope," Big Mac shrugged, "count me in."

"Right then, I'll be sure to tell Sensei. Maybe we should get into tutoring now, okay everyone?"

"Don't forget to remember to write messages to Mr Shiota!" Soarin reminded, "Nurse Redheart's going to be showing it to him!"

Principal Celestia walked towards the window, looking out at the bright blue skies, now covered by a few clouds. Her mind raced through various situations as she heard the truth of this Foreign Teacher before her and Luna (Redheart was told to leave). He was only here for less than two weeks, yet is determined to explain all the things he knew, whether it should have been kept secret or not, for the sake of the school and their students. Trying to take things slowly, she wonders what she can do depending on the situation.

"This man... If he does make the chance to escape... Is it possible to alert the police?"

"I'm afraid the police's weapons will have no effect on that tentacle."

"Argh..." Luna scowled in frustration and fear.

"Principal Celestia, Vice-Principal Luna. I promise you that I am still a teacher first and foremost!" Nagisa pleaded, ever to stay in this school.

"The admittance of your high school past has developed plenty of understanding, as to why you were able to fend for the students until you came here." Celestia answered, "what really is the matter on my mind, is your current state."

"Principal?"

"Mr Shiota," Celestia turned around to face the Neighponese teacher, "what you had done on Friday, was not of a teacher, but of a protector, a hero that defends the innocent and unarmed. Proud and brave soldiers are like that, and had valiantly fought for our country."

"I'll take that as a compliment Principal."

"But hear me out. I don't want to pressure you, but at the state you are, you will be unable to carry out both of your duties, and you know by far how much it will impact not just you, but the entire school as a whole. In both education and protection." Celestia continued,

"The school's protection is not something for thou to burden alone. Whether this man will attack us in one way or another, we shall try our best to protect what's dear to us too, even if some of us are not educated in combat or the nature of our invader." Luna added.

Nagisa took a moment to look at their faces. It was full of despair, regret, doubt after saying those words of protection. Luna's right, who knows what they're up against? Hearing it in words is completely different to experience, and that's exactly what the two women are worrying about. A man that would sport a tentacle finger, mercilessly destroying the school and all that it stands for.

Nagisa quickly decided to improve the situation, "This tentacle does have plenty of weaknesses, however, I can send you all the information regarding that tentacle. If that thing is subdued or down, then the rest of the man is no better than just a violent person."

The Principal looked up with her eyes filled with sharp hope, "are you sure?"

"I promise you, Principal Celestia, and Vice-Principal Luna." Nagisa nodded, his hand upon his chest, "And I will keep it..." He then decided to stick out his pinky, similar to the gesture of a certain cheerful student "...Pinkie Promise?"

"Heh... Is that not the signature gesture of promises from Pinkie Pie?" Luna asked,

"Yeah uh... Fluttershy taught it to me, and I thought maybe it's the best way to put trust and reassurance between me and my students."

"Then..." Celestia gave a small smile, "I suppose I have nothing to worry about that. Thank you for calling us to the hospital for the warning. We must be heading back now, Luna and I must attend to academic matters back at the school."

"Principal?" Nagisa stopped, "Can... Can you not tell anyone else in the school? Not even other teachers or students?"

"It was a dark secret let out to us for the sake of the school's protection. If anything, we will respect the secrecy." Celestia answered without turning her head, "after all... We all have a dark secret. Especially me and Luna."

"Oh yeah, Vice-Principal mentioned that you two are sisters," Nagisa remembered,

"Our dark secret..." Luna continued, "is what shapes us to what we are today, for better or worse. As you had yours to become the Mr Shiota that we all know as the Neighponese Teacher of CHS. We... Well, we are willing to share it with you, but with you only. Until next we meet, hopefully with you back alive and fully healed. That... Is a promise."

"O-Okay then." Nagisa replied, "th-thanks for coming once again."

"Now I believe we must find Nurse Redheart." Celestia noted, "may the Goddesses and our presence grant you a swift recovery. Farewell... Nagisa Shiota."

"Bye..." Nagisa said again as the two sisters left the room. The entire spectacle and conversation left Nagisa open-jawed and a slew of wondrous feelings. To think that even someone foreign as him would have such a divulging past as tough as his. He made a mental note to ask for their secret for when the time is right. Not for the sake of his mission, but for himself, and his understanding of the school and country he chose to teach in.

It was an uneventful day for the rest of the afternoon, everyone went back home, and Nagisa was able to use his laptop once again as the moon rises. Busy typing away emails to the Principal for what he promised this afternoon, Nurse Redheart paid him a visit with a gift.

"Good evening Nurse Redheart," greeted "how are school and hospital?"

"Fine at school, not so much here." Redheart replied, "here, I've got the messages from your club." She thrust her phone out.

"Thanks," Nagisa reluctantly took the phone and looked at the messages.

"I'd also like to advise you, a majority of the patients will retire early in the night. If you so request assistance or you want to travel around the wing, please be sure to keep a low volume."

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

Big Macintosh has joined the group!

Get well soon! You deserve it lots! - Flitter

Don't ever think of getting out of the bed. For a sport like Free-Running, injury is common, big or small. Take from me, give it lots of rest. - Thunderlane

At your state, communication and reminders from long distances is as good as any rather than no communication at all. I may not speak for the rest of the classes, but I'm making sure to study my Neighponese properly. - Flash Sentry

What Principal and Vice-Principal did is for your sake, and if I had the choice, I would do the same. But under no circumstances does it mean that we want you out. May my message reach out to you. - Roseluck

Here's something that coach always tells me: If you get injured, give it all the time to recover, don't strain it any further. Then work hard but slowly once you've recovered! - Cloudchaser

Wherever you are, as long as you talk with us, you're still an important team member! Here's hoping my support will get you out of the hospital properly! - Soarin

Get well soon, Thanks for the warm welcome - Big Macintosh

Please stay in hospital properly, we all love and care for you! I'll make sure to pray for a swift recovery, and constantly give you support every day you are in the hospital! - Fleetfoot

I wish a for you a swift recovery, and I'll pray for you too. We have also finalised on what we have for the upcoming contest, and ALL have said yes to participating. Perhaps we'll leave it to you next Monday. By the way, we all understood on what you have left for us. We will be waiting for what you will bring. - Fluttershy

"You guys..." Nagisa smiled as he returned Redheart's Phone, "Thanks a lot for asking them to send messages to me without being asked by either of us. You really are a kind soul."

"Thanks," Redheart sighed,

"Nurse Redheart," Nagisa continued, "is something troubling you?"

"Mr Shiota, what did you discuss with the Principal and Vice-Principal?" Redheart asked,

"Something that shouldn't trouble you, you've got a lot to live and work for at School and with saving lives, you shouldn't burden yourself with me."

"Mr Shiota, there are things and issues in the hospital that plague my feelings all the time. As an assistant nurse at school, I have little time to share things with others. I feel like I don't even have any friends except for my colleagues at the hospital, and when I wanted more information on certain issues and topics they share, they would dismiss me, saying that I'm too young to understand."

"Oh, I see where this is going..." Nagisa replied, "you see, as people grow older, different issues rise for them, whether occupation, family and what not. For them, it's something that personally affects them, and sometimes it can be shared with others. They're not trying to dismiss you, they don't want to trouble you with their problem, especially when you're just a teenager going through High School."

"Enough about age!" Redheart yelled, "Death is still the same! It will inevitably happen to all of us! Sometimes earlier than others!!! If people want to die so badly, commit suicide! Don't ask a damn doctor to do it for you!"

"Shhh!!!!" Nagisa shushed, "maybe you should be the one who should heed your own advice."

"S-Sorry... I just got emotional there."

"And that's why people still perceive you as young, that you let chaotically let your emotions out. That you must keep a rational head when discussing such issues."

"B-But..."

"But if you are able to intertwine your emotion into your rationality without overtaking it, then that's the sign of good communication and discussion, a great sign of growing and maturing, and I'm not talking about age. I understand what you mean. If you let yourself be too rational, it inhibits and completely shoves aside that part of you, making you no less than a cold, unfeeling person that will always follow the whims of the ever-changing society as a minor inconvenience. You need both to make a point. Find a Balance, Faith and Actions, Heart, Soul and Mind, you get the gist."

"I see... Sorry again."

"So you want to know what I discussed then?" Nagisa asked, "let's just say it was the pain of going through Junior High School, and having the most caring teacher you can ever meet, only to be tasked that he must be... Assassinated."

"You... Killed him?" Redheart gasped,

"He was a good man, he didn't deserve to die, but he accepted that he must die or it will affect the entire world. What was different in this case, he made sure that his students had their scars healed and regrets minimised from doing that, so that we will come out of the event happy, think of it as a Funeral ceremony of the Friendship Goddess or a Lunarist in this case, it's sad to see a loved one leave, but to know that they'll be watching us, being free from whatever holds them and that those who are still alive will live for them, in spirit and memory. As such, his path is what I want to follow in helping others, not just in studies, but in their personal lives now and especially the future. I know he's watching over me from above or in the next life, I believe that."

"So that's why you called it the Special Tutorship Club." Redheart replied, "I... I like it."

"Healing goes both ways, outside and inside. One cannot function without the other."

"I see. Thank you for your perspective."

"Don't thank me just yet. There is something that you yourself can learn."

"What?"

"Though times change, and how strong positive virtues are now perceived as weaknesses, irrelevancies, or hindrances to society, if you believe in what you aim to do as a Nurse, never let that change. Not even in the face of apathy, adversity and threat." Nagisa replied,

"H-How?"

"You've still got a long life ahead of you as a student in High School, not all nurses start off young as you. If there's something to work on for when you graduate, kick into University, and into the workforce, it's not just your studies, but your confidence and reliance on yourself and the ones you truly love, to keep firm in the future. And if you need that sort of thing... I'm your teacher!"

"Hmm... I shall think about it." Redheart replied, "thanks once again for that pep talk."

"Thanks again for those messages!"

"I shall be going home soon. Please rest and recover well, especially minimising your time on the laptop. Even I myself wants you to in perfect condition to come back to school and teach."

"Will do! Will do! おやすみなさい! (Good Night!)" Nagisa called with a joyful expression,

"Heh heh..." Redheart chuckled with a smile as she turned around, "then I shall return the gesture." And with that, she responded with a thirty-degree bow,"おやすみなさいせんせい。(Goodnight Teacher.)"

Nagisa smiled once again as the young Nurse left the room. Once again, the joy upon the face of his students reminds him of how he smiled always when he was with Korosensei, Mr Karasuma and Ms Jelavić. Reminiscing through the memories made him unaware of a notification upon the laptop, a new email appearing in his second inbox. Curious, he opened the mail to see what it is, and it gave him further relief and joy, to hear from his old classmates.

To: gender@magimail.com
From: scrunchies&boobs@magimail.com
Subject: Re: Start!

Dear Nagisa

Thanks so much for giving us the mail! We're going to be boarding the plane for Equestria as soon as this email is sent!

Also, I've decided to fix little things. I've managed to nail being a linguistics teacher thanks to Professor Bitch, now I not only learn just Neighponese, but many other languages! And I've made contact with CHS too! We'll be arriving somewhere on Saturday Night, and I'll be meeting with the Principal on Sunday! Granted, I won't have an intro like you will, but that's fine! The less attention I make, the better!

Oh yeah, we're also planning to meet you in the Hospital on Sunday, I'm also looking forward to meeting your club! I guarantee you that they won't feel lonely when I'm around!

As for Justice well... Let's just say he's not great at planning things out. He'll come to! We'll be staying together.

With lots of love

Tōka Yada

Week 2 Sunday: The Day of Rest

Sunday. Some consider it the last or first day of the week, and is almost always considered to by all as 'The Day of Rest',

No matter where people are raised or identify themselves to be, some like to use these days to exactly do what it was called: A day of rest, which goes for a majority of almost many things.

Unless required, students do not attend school on Sunday, and at work, some won't be working as long as they did in the weekdays or like students, don't go to work at all. It was always considered a day of harmony, peace, and a way to relax.

There are common areas that are attended on those days. Some would go to their respective place of worship to pray or learn some new ideas from their respective scriptures, and how they can practice it today. Others involve a nice lunch or dinner with loved ones, even the hospital people would be able to move around temporarily, perhaps even those who would visit loved ones in prison!

"Hey, big bro?" First tugged his older brother's shirt, "why aren't we normally going every morning like Dad and Mom used to take us?"

"Don't you remember?" Flash replied, "there's a better service for us young ones in the evening!"

"Oh, err..."

"Something wrong?"

"I dunno... I mean, Minister Victor is going to be there right?"

"You've still got concerns about him huh?"

"He's a good man of the Goddess! I know that! It's just..."

"Don't let his personal problem be your problem. He knows how to handle it, and he'll happily share it with you if you ask. And don't ever let one bad thing deter your judgement about him. Dad has already told you himself, no matter who they are, if they stand together with you, then they are your ally and loving neighbour till the end or unless they say so. After all, the Goddess' salvation is for everyone, not just you and me."

"Okay Flash... By the way, Big Sis and I want you to help with her homework. Miss Cheerilee's putting too much on our plate again."

"Sure sure..." Flash laughed, "I'll be sure to give my best to you two!"

"Sister," Luna noted, "are you heading to the Mosque now?"

"Yes," Celestia replied, "and I assume you will be staying at home?"

"We have all the time in the world to carry out our meditation at any place, even better when things are quiet," Luna answered,

"I won't take long. Once I've finished, I'll be coming back home to review what Mr Shiota sent us."

"Also, when will we meet the new substitute teacher?" Luna asked,

"She'll be meeting us at the School somewhere in the afternoon."

"Looking forward to it then." Luna let loose a small grin,

"Is there something amusing here?"

"Just a little," Luna chuckled, "to think we're going to be taking another foreign teacher under our wing, we've heard that she is an associate of Mr Shiota."

"That definitely will make things a lot easier! That and I'm curious to know myself. He never seems to be someone who wants to be left alone, lots of communication here and there. I almost find it annoying, but in a very good way."

"It certainly puts some thought on how teachers should act, no?" Luna asked,

"I still affirm my belief that all teachers have their freedom and opinions in the way they teach, as long as they are aware of the guidelines and warnings that have been slightly altered throughout the time of the school's service: A non-denominational, gender-neutral, ethnicity-neutral, institution based on all faiths and cultures that exist in the world. Or at least, one where a student and teacher is able to feel like they belong without the necessity to sacrifice an integral part of their life."

"Ah yes, about that... Certain issues regarding us have been arising from the usual activists, communities, and organisations. I'm afraid it's also getting a lot of political back up."

"Let me guess. Senator Pop Redro Imperium?"

"Should it not be surprising anymore?" Luna asked,

"The man has a lot of positive reputation. He gives and listens to the majority of the people, and makes an effort to look into what the people want, even go beyond their expectations! It's just a shame that he's supporting the people that would give him lots of benefits and support, without balancing the pros, cons and how it will affect the nation as a whole. If the people wanted him to jump off the cliff, he'd do so!"

"Running the land is a hard responsibility, as not everyone will like it." Luna reasoned, "but if we were given the power, would we do any better?"

"Forget it." Celestia sighed, "let's not talk about politics, our time is just as busy to stress over such things."

"Safe drive dear Sister." Luna replied, "We're looking forward to having another... Challenge tonight."

"Please my youngest sister." Celestia sighed, "I understand how it is a part of you, but do remember that we need to maintain our reputation as Principal and Vice-Principal."

"But sister..." Luna pouted, "there are so many benefits when it comes to partaking in video games."

"I know, it's just you know... Childish and kiddish according to society."

"How dare they..." Luna growled, "who are they to judge me of my hobby!?"

"Their opinion, not mine." Celestia defended, "I love you as you are Luna."

"Argh... We wish that there is someone who we know, who loves video games as much as we do..." Luna grumbled,

"Mr Shiota?" A man with black hair, sporting a small but bushy moustache and beard walked in, with Nurse Redheart at his tow.

"Ah, what do I owe the pleasure Doctor..."

"Doctor Whitesoul." The Doctor introduced, "I'll be the one that will be observing the recovery of your arm for today, and see if there can be any choices that you can make after this is through."

"Hmm..." Nagisa looked at Redheart, who waved back with a calm smile, "do you happen to be the Father of Nurse Redheart behind you?"

"Very perceptive of you!" Whitesoul nodded, "yes, I am the very proud father of this young little girl here. I also know that you are teaching at the same school she attends, Is she doing well at school?"

"Definitely!" Nagisa nodded, "She's mostly around the Nurse's office, but she's definitely a bright mind."

"Wonderful. Also my dear, would you let your teacher know about your decision?"

"Of course." Redheart replied, "Mr Shiota, I've have decided that I would like to join the Special Tutorship Club to come around and study with you and the others. Certainly beats staying in the Nurse's Office all day!"

"Well," Whitesoul laughed, "I trust you'll be keeping an extra eye on her?"

"Making sure students are satisfied and nurtured with wisdom and intelligence, is my top priority!" Nagisa exclaimed

"Glad to hear it, if you weren't injured..."

"Oh yeah..." Nagisa remembered and lowered his head, "Oopsie."

"You sure you've got something for next week Mr Shiota?" Redheart asked,

"I'll fix it up!" Nagisa chuckled,

"I'll be the judge of that." Whitesoul chuckled, "now listen carefully. What I am going to do is to remove that cast around your shoulder... And then..."

Fluttershy scrolled through a number of various images of clothes and garments, ones that you would rarely see around Equestria. Clothes made from hemp, linen, silk, satin, materials that are soft, smooth and fine to the touch, not to mention the many beautiful and colourful patterns that cover these materials.

A Kimono is a name for such clothing. With each and every design, Fluttershy was mesmerised by the blending of patterns and elements, of colours and pictures, but one that reached out to her was a yellow and green kimono adorned and patterned with pink butterflies. To imagine this kimono on her, a match made in heaven.

Immediately, Fluttershy clicked the link to see if a kimono of this design like there are available to buy, but the search was difficult. Kimonos are quite rare and with all the materials used, it is dreadfully expensive. Her face fell in shock as she saw the price of a random kimono for women: More than 10 Grand in Equestrian Currency.

Fluttershy plumped her head on her study desk, her bank account doesn't even come close to it... She would do anything to get her hands on it, except for stealing of course. It's just, this pattern and colour fit her very colour and nature! The green, the yellow, the pink butterflies, it was made for her!

*Beep* *Beep* A song representing the theme of finding a pet echoed out from Fluttershy's rumbling phone, eager to get its owner to take the call. Astonished, Fluttershy looked at a very unfamiliar number and decided to answer it.

"Hello? Who is this?" Fluttershy kindly asked,

"Hello Flutters? It's me, Cloudchaser."

"Why hello there! How can I help you?"

"I want to ask you something. I've got this concern regarding what happened to you and Thunderlane last Friday. You said the man was arrested right?"

"Yeah?"

"If a man could severely harm Mr Shiota like that, I doubt a prison can hold him. Is it just me? Or do you think so too?"

"Yeah," Fluttershy admitted, "I don't think he's going to stay there for long."

"Also, I'm a little bit confused about something you said on Monday over the chat. When you told everyone on the chat that he wants those knives returned, did he think about it himself? Or did you have a say in this?"

"... He's our teacher that makes sure that he fills out our personal needs and problems." Fluttershy answered,

"So you're the student representative for our club?" Cloudchaser asked,

"Consider it taking responsibility for the hamster outrage two weeks ago. Plus it should be obvious, who's the one who organised the message board? As well as the competition idea?"

"Fair enough, then I want to make a suggestion. Forgive me for being 'paranoid' but is it okay if you ask him to resume teaching us how to use weapons?"

"But..."

"A man like that can't be held in a prison as we've both said. If he's ever going to get out, a Psychopath will always understand revenge. Is that too much to ask Student Representative?"

"... Fine." Fluttershy firmly replied, her face and expression completely peeved. "But only unless that man escapes from the prison. If he does, I'll ask the substitute. That's my bargain. Understand?"

"... Deal." Cloudchaser replied,

"Great." Fluttershy returned to her calm and kind tone, "how has your weekend been?"

"Not bad, not bad. Have you started looking into Neighpon?"

"Sort of, I just came across one of their traditional clothes. They look... Really beautiful!"

"Ha! I knew clothes and fashion would be on your mind when it comes to something new!" Cloudchaser laughed,

"Hey pal," A prison guard knocked a nightstick upon the jail bars, "you've got a visitor!"

"Hmm..." The convict grunted and stood up in response.

"Well?" The Prison guard gestured, opening the jail cell, "Get moving, and don't you dare try anything funny!"

Without any word, the man obeyed the commands as he walked throughout the almost endless jail cells, sometimes motivated by his escort with a whack on the shoulder for any form of slowing down. The convicted psychopath counted about ten or more so strikes from his jail cell towards the visiting room. Slumping himself on the chair, the man peered lifelessly at the two phones upon the table, separated by a durable and sturdy glass fence. A man dressed in smart black sat opposite him beyond the glass and picked up the phone. The man looked suspiciously at his visitor for a few seconds before he picked up the phone on his side.

"Hello there!" A cheerful but caring voice rang through the convict's ears, "are you feeling okay?"

"What do you want?" The convict sneered,

"Hey now," the visitor softly replied, "there's no need for bad language, why would I not check on my most trusted friend?"

"What do you want?" The convict repeated with a sneer again,

"Just to deliver a small gift for your sake, my friend." The man replied, revealing a 2 Litre Bottle of Cola, "It should help you pass the time no?"

"Hah, I don't need your damn pity, and I'm not your friend." The convict growled,

"Well I'm sorry then," the visitor stood up, "but unless you change that attitude, you'll stay here for a long time, to think about what you have done."

"Grr..." The man growled as he stood up himself, and was escorted back to his own cell. Sitting back on his bed, the man growled to himself, reflecting on how he managed to get here. The more he tried to think, however, the more it hurt his mind, uh-oh... It's happening again... It's infecting--

"Hey psycho!" The guard returned, "here's your gift from the visitor!" He rolled the full 2L Cola bottle towards the man before slamming the gate shut, "don't use it all up at once!"

Returning silence once again, the man glared at the retreating police officer and picked up the cola bottle. He stared at the contents of the bottle, it's the exact carbonated syrup mixture as cola was always known to be, and it was taken from the fridge not too long ago, possibly not flat at all, so nothing of suspicion came to him. He examined the decoration of the bottle, it's just the average cola brand that he sees in advertisements all the time, nothing suspicious about it at all, except that all these messages from the advertisements of happiness and sharing irritate him.

The moment he looked towards the bottle cap, however, was when he found out that this drink had been opened and tampered with already. Frantically, he searched for anything else that was suspicious and came to a point where the plastic wrap-around for the coke bottle's brand... Had somehow been manually glued back together, as if someone had ripped it out. Unable to rip it out again, he decided to tilt the liquid to one side, and see what happened to the seal, that's when he saw it. A message inscribed on the back of the seal made visible with the assistance of gravity.

"The Lion will never let his prey escape! What does it seek when his pride is besmirched?"

The man's emotionless mouth crumpled into a twisted grin, without any hesitation, he opened the 2 Litre Cola Bottle and began chugging away at the contents.

"Revenge..." The man spoke as he took a breather, before resuming to drink.

"Revenge...!" The more he continued drinking, the more a certain finger of his began to rumble, shake, vibrate, and worse, bend in the most grotesque way.

"Revenge!!!"

Many minutes later, the sound and effects of a crumbling wall shook the very prison building, followed by the loudest and panicked of alarms. The warden and many of the guards rushed to the site to see what had transpired. Only to be greeted by an empty bottle of cola... And a giant hole in the cell wall... Which led to a continuous path of shattered walls and rended fences... And beyond them, the open plains and roads of freedom.

Author's Note

From: shiotanagisa@chsmailoffice.com
Subject: Week 3 schedule

Dear Students

Good News Everyone! I received a message that there will be a proper Neighponese substitute teacher, and will also help you in the Special Tutorship Club! And yes, she is a class friend of mine. She's also going to be accompanied by another class friend of mine, but he'll figure out how he'll involve himself with us. She'll also be happy to help you guys out with the competition in my place, a far better candidate than I am, trust me!

Also, I won't have so much large a cast wrapped around my entire shoulder and arm anymore! Instead, I'll just have a tight shoulder guard, and my hand and fingers will be able to work! I've also discussed with Principal Celestia and Vice-Principal Luna, and I'll be able to return to teach in the Fourth Week! Anyway, here's the deal for the next week

Weekly Schedule
Monday: 1st Lunch Time
Tuesday: 1st Lunch Time
Wednesday: 2nd Lunch Time
Thursday: 1st Lunch Time
Friday: 1st Lunch Time
(No Before or After School lesson this week)
Housekeeping Rules:
Contest preparation can happen in this club if you so desire, time surely flies!
Nurse Redheart: My temporary nurse -> Now an Official Club member!

Week 3 Tuesday: An unwelcome return

The Noon was ripe and new, with the sun hanging over Equestria. Nagisa slowly stretched his left arm and shoulder and rotated it as he strolled through the hospital outdoor areas. Now that the large shoulder cast is gone, and his recovery is getting better by the day, he was no longer bedridden and was allowed to give his legs a workout for a few hours. That means he can explore the hospital to his heart's content, and this spot was definitely his go to place!

"Ahh..." He takes a whiff of fresh air, "it's great to be standing tall again! Don't worry class, I'm coming back as soon as possible!"

"Mr Shiota?" A nurse called from a window,

"Uh, yeah?" Nagisa called back,

"You have a message for your eyes only, we have a laptop prepped and ready in your room."

"Who's it from?"

"A close friend of yours. I believe her name is Yada?"

"I see!" Nagisa answered, wondering what she has in store, "I'll be on my way!"

Navigating his way back to his room, he sees the laptop, and for once, it's not on the bed table, but the nearby table and chair. Logging into his email once more, he looked through Yada's email.

To: shiotanagisa@chsmailoffice.com
From: yadatoka@chsmailoffice.com
Subject: Training time!

Hey Nagisa!

See? I know how to type English too!

The Club decided to make today's meeting stretch out through the entirety of Lunchtime. The Second Half is going to resort to contest preparation, and for the first half, well... Let's just say Justice-Kun is closely being evaluated by the school once again, and aside from being part of the Neighponese Police, he's also having his 'Olympic running' skills being reviewed! So for now, he's still a visitor, but he can be a possible P.E. Teacher! But he's going to be their 'teacher' for the first half of lunchtime.

I don't know when that man's going to come over for a fight by the way. Poor fellow, let's hope we can get rid of that thing for good (and yes, we took that test too, we know what to do when he's dazed). I've been filming them secretly, but it's not like I'm going to put it on the internet, so it is for your eyes ONLY. Otherwise, it's going to harm the newborn trust between me and them... I need you to review them and see what Justice-Kun can do to further improve their training.

Anyhoo, by the time this email has been sent to you, it should be in the second-half of our lunchtime. Also, hope your shoulder can heal quick!

Loving regards

Yada

P.S. Just so you know, I've also established a small business territory while I'm here too! But such trades and plans shall remain secret. But from that, I have a cute surprise for you and mostly the students, give or take a fortnight!

"Hmm" Nagisa hummed with interest. Moving the mousepad, he moved towards the video file named,

Training for Justice.m4a

"Let's see how you guys go!" Nagisa shrugged as he opened the video.

"One! Two! Three!" The club members chanted with each count, they swung the rubber knives through the air in front of them.

"Like your studies, learning how to wield a knife can make or break your performance for important tests." Kimura instructed, "you've got to give it lots of effort, otherwise, the price to pay is worse than failing or redoing a grade."

"Huh..." Fluttershy effortlessly swung her knife down. Her mind going through what she had done on the day against that man no doubt. Though Nagisa was severely going through pain, he was sure that he saw that face when she sliced off that tentacle. Thankfully it wasn't there now.

"Hup!" Thunderlane was a bit more aggressive and forceful with his knife swings. Nagisa chuckled, looks like he hasn't even wielded a knife before. He always liked to talk tough, but this is definitely a way to show that he backs up this talk.

Then a few of the students caught his eye: Soarin, Flash, and Cloudchaser. For Cloudchaser, she seems to spin her knife constantly and is quite confident with her slashing. Is it a habit that Cloudchaser always likes to spin her knife around? It's not going to be effective when against enemies, but there are ways...

Soarin. Now he's not that good when it comes to knifework it seems. His lower body seems powerful, but it doesn't look like the same for his upper body, especially his upper limb muscles. He's going to need a lot of hand muscle and arm muscle training if he's ever going to stab someone or even connect an attack.

Now Flash... Flash is quite interesting. He seems to adopt a martial stance whenever he holds the knife. Another force of habit? Also, he seems to like swinging his other arm or even hold the knife with two hands. Hmm...

The second half was managing and learning how to fire a pistol. Ever since Ritsu's first sightings in Equestria, there had been a development of new weapons for the Anti-Sensei Firearms, which were known to have very similar designs from real life guns.

For one, the original M1911 Handgun had been replaced by a less powerful, swift and mobile handgun for reduction of collateral damage: The Beretta M9.

And in another case, the original M4 Carbine rifle is also replaced by the standard AR15 rifle for a more long-ranged approach.

And despite the entire antimatter incident being over, the R&D of Anti-Sensei weapons has grown larger, looking into various other weapon designs for Shotguns, Sniper weapons, sub-machine guns, heavy weaponry, Melee weapons and even secondary equipment such as the many types of grenades, traps and others. This was all in preparation in the case any other country could discover such things about Korosensei and offer these weapons and weaknesses to them as foreign aid. Well here's the foreign aid alright, except that Equestria hasn't requested any, and the aid was passed down to young students rather than soldiers.

Nagisa watched as handgun training involved the usual target practice, with a change in distance and range. Though most were able to hit the target, that aim began to waver as the students come to the complication of changing positions. Some began to fire wildly, and others began to miss.

The results of one student, however, had accuracy and consistency almost nailed for the three distances of close, mid and long range. Nagisa watched closely as Kimura shook hands with Flash Sentry. Military training had a really big impact on him after all.

Other students that caught his eye was also the testing of Roseluck. Her close-quarters distance is well above average for both accuracy and consistency. For one, Nagisa hasn't made a profile on the beret-wearing student, so it's definitely something to note down.

The next is Big Macintosh. He had average results in Close-Quarters and Mid-Range firing. His Long-Range shots, however, were quite accurate but weren't so very consistent. Hearing that Big Macintosh and his family are ranch farmers, hunting or dealing with rifles could come up as a reason for his aim.

And finally is Flitter. Her close-range shots were above average, her mid-shots, below average. But it wasn't the accuracy that interested Nagisa, but rather how long she took. She took longer than all of the students between each fire, and her pulsating body shows that she focused on her breathing rather than aim. Whatever she had done, she was able to gain an above average score in the long-range test than the majority of the club members, though a distance below Big Macintosh and even more so below Flash.

But that's not to say there was any concern for the students, Fleetfoot had the worst scores overall. Her close-quarters firing was below average, and her performance became even worse as she fired further and further away from the target, with only one nailing the side of the target at long-range.

Nagisa took everything he had seen. This class was definitely not prepared for this sort of thing, and yet... They have potential as much as flaws in their initial stance. Not to worry, he has a plan to fix the works, he's just got to write it down immediately--

*Grumble* went Nagisa's stomach.

Change of plans, he should have some lunch first, but he'll make sure the idea is still fresh in his mind. Wondering where he can find some paper, he strolled off to the Hospital's mess hall.

Many minutes after sending that mail, Yada turned her attention to the gun and knife-wielding club now taking their delicate times to start doing some arts and crafts. The class was all introduced to one of Neighpon's interesting and beautiful art of Paper Folding, otherwise known as Origami. Starting off with the basics and terminologies of paper folding and the examples of the things that can be made, the club started from making simple items such as envelopes, easy party-like hats, to more complex hats such as a army cap, a crown, a bishop's hat, and even a paper fan of their own. Some found great interest in this, while others thought it too intricate and complex. For that, Yada also presented them better ideas, reading the stories of various Neighponese figures or lifestyles, and for once, Thunderlane was actually interested.

"So let me get this straight. This 'Ninja' is a master of stealth, running, and jumping?"

"Yep!" Yada nodded,

"That's fucking awesome!!!" Thunderlane laughed, "that is my shit!"

"Thunderlane!" The Class yelled at his profanity,

"Sorry! Sorry!" Thunderlane raised his hands, "I'll mind myself! I'm just... So excited!"

"Don't worry Thunderlane," Flash replied, "I understand you say that because it's a form-- Well, your form of giving praises and compliments of the strongest level, given how 'strong' the word is."

"Ah, so you do understand!" Thunderlane pointed out, "kinda weird for you of all people to do that though..."

"Profane language is common, especially in Military Camp." Flash explained, "you'd hear a waterfall of those words after excruciating exercises. I'm well aware that this is how they express their pain and frustration, no matter how unnecessary it is."

"Military camp? So you're a soldier's boy." Big Mac noted, "that explains yer shootin' skills. Ah guess practicin' on cans, birds and predators ain't nothing compared to what you do."

"I'd say you're quite a shot yourself! You practice much?" Flash asked,

"Not really these days, since you've got the city folks yammerin' at you fer killin' feral critters. Ey! They invade our farm, ruin our crops, kill some our beloved livestock, the things that keep all a humanity livin'. Ya think ah'm jus goin' to let 'em go scot-free? Gotta protect the stuff you care about or are important to yer life."

"Well, soldiers claim actual lives in war." Flash calmly answered, "though declaration of war is meant for higher-ups, the soldiers have their personal reasons for why they would pick up the gun, kill and risk getting killed. Possibly the same reasons why you hunt."

"Huh, you really are a military boy. Granted, some feral animals can make great companions, but that's jus' me. It wouldn't be right to catch and domesticate them. Animals are smart as we are: They decide whether they want to live in the wilds or live alongside us. 'Sides, Winona's a great companion as she's a great friend."

"It's great to know that you've got loved ones still living with you."

"Enough talk." Big Mac sighed, picking up a wooden katana, "why don't start our practice fer the contest?"

"Very well," Flash replied, picking up his own wooden katana, "how does it go again?"

"Just find a good stance to start off with." Big Mac instructed as he placed one leg back, his sword to his hip, and rotated his upper body to a sideways stance.

"Hey! Isn't that a quick-draw sword stance?" Kimura pointed out, "Iaidō?"

"Eeyup." Big Mac nodded, "family secret."

"Neighpon sounds like a wonderful place to live in." Fluttershy remarked as she fiddled with her phone, "are there plenty of animals?"

"Plenty! Wild and domestic! If you're wondering about livestock, we do have plenty of cows!" Yada walked over,

"Oh yeah, speaking of which, I was wondering about the kimono, was that fight really necessary?"

"Bocsánat? (Sorry?)" Yada asked "oh! What happened yesterday! Well... Let's just say that you know that something isn't worth it if it gets too risky!"

"Oh, I understand that entirely, yay for Flitter to get the kimono. Besides that, I've actually been researching around the Kimonos before you came here."

"And?"

"I'm not sure if you're able to help me with this..." Fluttershy showed an image of the kimono she found yesterday on her phone,

"Hey, that's a nice pick!" Yada complimented, looking back and forth from the cloth and the student, "the colours fit you well!"

"Yeah, well here's the thing..."

"You want it?" Yada asked, "an authentic one like this is quite pricey!"

"I have a friend who's a great seamstress and she is willing to make something new, but we definitely don't have the materials necessary..."

"If it's materials you want, then it's a lot cheaper and simpler!" Yada laughed,

"You can provide the materials?" Fluttershy gasped with rising joy,

Yada winked, "I'm a businesswoman! Fashion, food, housing, as well as the legal, religious/moral, medical influences behind it, I make sure I understand or have knowledge about it. I can easily acquire those materials for your friend!"

"Oh thank you so much! Listen, If there is any sort of repay--"

"Oh, it's on the house for you and your friend. I'll send the bill to Nagisa!"

"Then I'll definitely insist on reimbursing you with that fee..." Fluttershy nervously chuckled, confused on whether she should laugh or not.

"Haa..." Flash growled as he swung his sword,

"Hoooaa..." Big Mac growled as he swiftly drew the sword from behind,

"Hah!" The boys furiously swung their wooden swords against each other. The clash of wood created an echoing shockwave that shook the entire classroom and the ground, along with the realistic sound effect of destruction and the ear-splitting scream of students all around.

"Now that," Nurse Redheart watched with awe, "was dramatic!"

"Umm..." Flash stopped for a moment, trying to mentally transcribe what had happened. The shaking of the ground, the sound of destruction and the screams of students continued way after the clash. Something tells him that this wasn't part of the show.

*Ring! Ring! Ring!* The school bell abruptly rang three times, a small interval of silence between each ring.

"A lockdown!?" Soarin blurted with shock.

"Everyone get under your tables and remain silent!" Yada firmly instructed as she rushed to the door to turn out the lights then joined Kimura under the teacher's desk.

"Hmm..." Kimura passively took a whiff, "you smell nice today Yada."

"Save the lovely compliments for when we get past this lockdown!"

"What's going on?" Flitter whispered once the screaming has died down.

"Your attention please." The intercom rang out, "Your attention, please. This lockdown is not a drill. A very dangerous man is standing on the school grounds causing destruction and terror. Everyone please enter your nearest room, hide down there and stay silent."

"There's your answer." Roseluck answered, "this is the real thing!"

"Who in the hell would want to pick a bone with a school like this?" Thunderlane moaned,

Yada, Kimura, and a few of the students widened their eyes. Oh no... This was not good...

"Kimura..." Yada whispered, "I want you to look out of the window. Is it... Him?"

Without a word, Kimura slowly sneaked to the one-way windows and slowly raised his head to see the outside, to take up everything that he can see.

"Well?" Yada asked,

"He's uh... Smashed down quite a lot of the paved walkways and..." Kimura described, "... He's cracking his knuckles as we speak."

"It's him..." Fluttershy spoke, "he's come back..."

"We have just received more information regarding the assailant's demands. An act of revenge he says. He seeks one of our teachers that have done him wrong."

"He's looking for Sensei..." Fluttershy continued,

"We will address the mentioned teacher at hand, and will come to negotiations. In the meantime, I want all of you to remain in lockdown." The intercom went silent again.

A few minutes later, a knock came on the classroom's door. Yada slowly trotted over, looked at who was knocking and let the Vice-Principal in.

"Vice-Principal Luna." Yada bowed,

"Ms Toka." Luna greeted back, "and students of the Special Tutorship Club. Thou are aware that thy know of the situation?"

"It's that criminal from two weeks ago right?" Cloudchaser asked, "and he's hunting down Mr Shiota?"

"He also mentioned that Mr Shiota also had 'gazelles' by his side. We think thou know who they are Flash and Thunderlane."

The two boys winced.

"Surely thy haven't notified your friends about it?" Luna asked,

"No, we haven't told our friends," Fluttershy responded, "on the other hand, all members of the Special Tutorship Club knows the truth."

Luna's face turned into a bigger concerned frown. "Mr Shiota told us that this man has struck him down for trying to protect our students. We know that Flash and Thunderlane are two of them. Are there any more?"

"Those who initially joined the Club in the first week." Fleetfoot answered, "which are Soarin, Fluttershy, and I. We told Cloudchaser and Fleetfoot about what happened, and Redheart found out from Mr Shiota in the hospital. We haven't told Big Mac and Roseluck the whole story though, the reason why Mr Shiota was in the hospital."

"You guys..." Roseluck gasped,

"Through hell and back eh? That why our Neighponese teacher ain't here?" Big Mac asked,

"Eeyup." Thunderlane nodded, copying Big Mac's language.

"So all this training wasn't just for self-defence." Roseluck huffed, "it's revenge huh?"

"Mr Shiota fought for us, even when he personally never wanted to return to using his skills of a-- I mean self-defence," Soarin explained,

"Soarin, Mr Shiota has explained his past to us." Luna notified, "feel free to use the term Assassin."

"Holy--" Big Mac gulped,

"And..." Luna turned to Yada and Kimura, "as close allies of Mr Shiota, we assume thou are also assassins?"

The two Neighponese adults turned their heads to the side in guilt and grief,

"Like Mr Shiota, it seems that thy share the same regret of being known as assassins. He told us the story, truly tragic. The mentor you had to kill in order to save the world, the figure who supported thou through your time of suffering and persecution, for being in the class of those doomed to fail. The teacher fought alongside you through your high school life in education, as well as assassination and proved to thy school that this system of persecution is cruel and dark. He gave each and every one of you the chance to fight back and you did, tooth and nail, pen to paper, and bullet to head. Thy fought without the demand for equal treatment, rights or privileges, all thou have achieved then and now, was all by thy own actions and beliefs."

"Wow..." Flitter gasped in awe,

"Thy Korosensei is a magnificent hero." Luna complimented, "we wish that Celestia and us would have had the chance to parley. From where thy are at now, we are sure he's proud of you."

"Of course." Yada replied, "what you said was right on all counts."

"And yes, like Nagisa, we do share regret of our actions as assassins," Kimura added,

"Students of the Special Tutorship Club." Luna turned her attention to the students, "Mr Justice and Ms Yada mean no harm towards any of thou or the school, and the same goes for Mr Shiota. As what their beloved Korosensei has done to them, they will do the same unto you."

"There is one thing though..." Kimura added, "has Nagisa ever told you regarding what he initially wanted to be?"

"Oh, we are well aware." Luna nodded, "he had the skills, the nature, the talent to be an agent of death. Instead, he chose the path that his teacher did, also a former assassin. To help the weak, the lame, the sick, the sinner, any trait that was deemed negative by whoever. For each and every student to turn their weaknesses into their strengths, to not be ashamed or threatened because of it. If thy weaknesses made you what you are today Ms Yada and Mr Justice, we have absolutely no qualms. A brave and strong man devoted to his country's security and safety, and a brave and strong woman who comes prepared in all forms of life. We assume the housing development is going well?"

"Oh yes, Vice-Principal." Yada winked,

"And Mr Justice," Luna turned to Kimura, "During the morning classes, we have finally come to a conclusion from reviewing your records. We understand that you have an important job in Neighpon, but Celestia and us would definitely implore thy to be part of our teaching faculty in Canterlot High School."

"R-Really?" Kimura gasped, "wh-what for?"

"A sports instructor, specifically in the area of Track and Field." Luna smiled, "all of thy credentials from your police records, as well as thy high school records written by Korosensei, not only rings impressive, but rings true to thy heart."

"V-Vice-Principal?" Kimura blushed,

"Masayoshi 'Justice' Kimura." Luna continued, "you bring honour to thy namesake."

Kimura gave a warm smile at the words of the Vice-Principal. "Vice-Principal," Kimura answered, "I am honoured to take the position." He bowed, "thank you for welcoming me to Canterlot High School."

"Oh no..." Luna bowed back, "the honour and thanks are ours."

Fluttershy watched and listened to all that transpired, and her heart was touched at the sight of kindness. It filled her heart with determination as she stood up and asked for a request.

"Is that man still outside?"

"Principal Celestia is still trying to negotiate." Luna answered, "but we doubt he will have the patience."

"Then I'll go and speak to him." Fluttershy replied, the determination in her eyes, "he wants me especially."

"Fluttershy, we can see thou are determined, but if any harm comes to thou. It will be on the school and teacher's head."

"Very well then," Fluttershy answered, "perhaps someone assist me?"

"I will!" Yada volunteered, "I'll take the responsibility."

"That is acceptable. Promise us you won't get hurt?"

"We promise," Fluttershy and Yada spoke,

"Then the power is thine." Luna gestured to the door, "we shall stay in the class."

Back outside, Principal Celestia did all she can to control the situation and answer the man's needs.

"I have waited long enough, I want my prey now." The man growled,

"You will do no such thing," Celestia replied, "this is private property, and I will not allow you to do any more harm."

"To hell with your privacy! You've seen me wreck the floor, I'll destroy your entire school if I must!!!" The man roared,

"Then you'll have your prey then." Fluttershy's voice butted in, "remember me?"

"It's you..." The man grinned, at the sight of Fluttershy and Yada walking towards him. "The gazelle shows herself."

"Breaking out of prison just to get revenge on us?" Fluttershy asked, "that's quite a grudge."

"A lion will always hunt his target down... Their pride allows it!"

"So then..." Fluttershy replied, "Lion's pride. Lions are majestic animals, but even they have their weaknesses."

"The lion is the king of all beasts!" The man roared,

"Now you're just sounding like a ridiculous monster/villain who's themed after a lion." Fluttershy joked, "but in that case, you want the guts of my teacher right? Or are you actually wanting more than that? Perhaps mine and the students that lost your grasp?"

"Grr..." The Man growled,

"I'll take that as a yes. Then, by all means, go ahead!" Fluttershy laughed,

"Fluttershy!" Celestia gasped,

"Under one condition." Fluttershy interrupted, "you will not harm anyone else, nor the school property. And we will give you a fair fight of your venue."

"The gazelle makes a deal with the lion? Pfft, ridiculous!"

"A donkey and a fox had bargained with a lion." Fluttershy pointed out, "have you ever heard of Ascot's Fables?"

"Shut your mouth! You think you stand equal to me? Then I want a fair fight right here on these grounds on Friday!"

"Deal," Fluttershy said without a word,

"And no calling the hyenas. Otherwise, I will start destroying your school, and all who attend! You'd better prepare yourself gazelle. I will have a feast in tearing you apart!"

"Sure sure..." Fluttershy respectfully nodded with a smile, "one more thing."

"...?"

"Pick your words carefully next time." Fluttershy smiled innocently, "because it may be you who gets torn apart!"

The man snarled in shock, enraged by the taunt. But with his 'Lion's Pride,' he let it slide, and walked away.

"Principal?" Fluttershy turned to the speechless woman, "you okay?"

"Fluttershy... What did you do?" Celestia gasped,

"For the sake of the school, and my friends and teachers." Fluttershy replied, "perhaps Vice-Principal will inform you?"

Running back to the classroom once the entire school was given the 'all-clear', she found out that the light was turned back on, one of the windows were open, and everyone in the classroom stared back at her.

"You heard everything?" Fluttershy asked,

"You are one crazy girl, you know that?" Thunderlane replied,

"I've got a plan," Fluttershy whistled, "we have encountered this man before and survived. I'm definitely sure we're going to do it again."

"Funny," Roseluck replied, "that's exactly what we're going to tell you."

"Mr Shiota delivered to us the secrets of what that accursed criminal holds: Him, Ms Yada and Kimura, and for some reason, the students of the Special Tutorship Club." Luna replied, "It's not exactly what we had in mind when he promised us information, but now we understand even more. Still, we are quite shocked to learn that you have been learning things that are not related to the curriculum."

"Oh I did have qualms about it as well, but the priority changes given our situation," Fluttershy added,

"I told Luna and the rest of the class all the weaknesses regarding the antimatter tentacles." Kimura explained, "and believe it or not, Flash is willing to devise a plan."

"We've discussed it together with Vice-Principal Luna. It's going to give that man a hard time, as well as keep the reputation of CHS in line." Flash continued,

"So that means..." Fluttershy spoke,

"No knives and no guns." Luna answered firmly, "we still can't believe that such things are even mentioned let alone hidden in our school. But then again, we should have known by the vocation of an assassin."

"Yeah... Sorry about that Vice-Principal." Kimura sighed,

"We understand you have enough trust in him to not divulge. In fact, we ourselves gained that trust too when he asks us to visit him and telling us directly. We guess that he must let the secret out sooner or later. It definitely does my heart good to see that all of you wish to protect the school by putting your lives on the line."

"Thanks, Vice-Principal." Yada nodded,

"Oh, we're not finished." Luna glared, "this challenge puts the positions of all of you at risk due to obligations and school guidelines. If you fail, not only will the school be destroyed by his hand--"

"We'll be fired?" Kimura asked, "me and Yada?"

"That also includes Mr Shiota," Luna continued, "and in turn, the Special Tutorship Club will be forcibly disbanded and never to be formed again, with her student members facing expulsion."

"So our lives are really on the line." Big Mac shrugged,

"I understand Vice-Principal." Fluttershy bowed, "very well then, we will do our best to protect our school. And Roseluck and Big Mac, if you--"

"Forget it." Big Mac replied, "ah'm gonna stay an fight alongside y'all. A friend of mah sister is a friend of mine. Plus, like all of y'all, ah have mah personal reasons to join this club, and ah'm gonna make damn sure it's not going anywhere, same goes with savin' the school."

"So am I." Roseluck added, "same reason with Big Mac. Mr Shiota risked himself and stood against all odds as his teacher did, I'm not going let him go down alone with such courage."

"Vice-Principal." Kimura replied, "as surely as my name is Justice, I will make sure these students will be prepared and confident to fight back."

"And I will do my best to play my part too." Yada added, "not as assassins, but as teachers who prioritise nothing but the best guidance for his or her students."

"Lend me your ears, everyone." Luna replied, "though we must follow the rules and guidelines of schools, we must say we are very impressed out of all of you. Students accepting the responsibilities alongside their teachers. It appears you have matured far better than any other student. We and Celestia shall be praying and wishing you the best in your victory. May thy fight strongly till the end."

"That's why we're called the Special Tutorship Club!" Cloudchaser grinned,

"Oh we believe you deserve a better name now." Luna grinned, "to show the fruits of what thou have learned from such special teachers. To face trials and adversities most dire with the game of death being played. No name suits you better than... We'll leave that to your imagination. Farewell, and may you work hard!"

"Wow..." Redheart smiled as Luna left, "to think that our three Neighponese teachers are assassins. As dangerous as that is, it actually sounds cool since you're on our side."

"We've never gone through anymore killing after that." Yada replied, "for me, I just worked hard through my business degree, as well as learn further from my mentor."

"I may have killed some people in my line of duty though..." Kimura pointed out, "but as a law enforcer, not an assassin."

"Still though," Soarin replied, "to have dangerous assassins teach us, it's like one of those Cartoons and Video Games."

"How about we call it a day today?" Fluttershy asked, "we have two days to prepare, do you honestly think we can do it Flash?"

"It just depends on the things required to beat this man down. We won't be using knives and bullets, but we've got plenty of other choices to take down that man and his tentacle. It's also quite interesting yet ironic to see that out of any weakness, water would be one of them."

"You know," a cocky smile appeared on Fluttershy's face. "Perhaps this fight wouldn't be so bad after all..."

Week 3 Wednesday: A quick plan

Author's Note

To: Special Tutorship Club
From: shiotanagisa@chsmailoffice.com
Subject: The return of the criminal

Dear Club

Vice-Principal Luna told me everything. What in the world were you thinking!? I never wanted any of you to be involved in the first place!

But then again, it's not like you had any choice. The school's lives are threatened as well as the students and teachers. If there's something Ms Yada, Mr Justice and I had learned in high school, that the talk of death should never be a joke, and if there is a chance that they are serious about risking their lives, we will do the same things as assassins. Don't take that as an example by the way...

By the way, Yada sent me a video regarding your training yesterday, and have sent Mr Justice some further information. It's going to help train you guys individually (yes, I mean all of you have an individual learning regime that can help with that).

Also, if you do indeed devise a plan around the battle Flash, I am eager to hear it. After all, all of our lives are on the line here, so we'd best make full of it.

I'm not fond of making puns or jokes like this, but consider this 'Homework' for a really important 'exam'.

Best Regards

Nagisa Shiota

P.S. I will be taking one last operation and checkup on my shoulder today. Pray that it all goes well!

Week 3 Wednesday: A quick plan

Nagisa exhaled with despair as he reviewed his sent mail. Here comes the harsh and painful evils of life to bite him in the ass again.

Then again, it's also the ass of his students getting bitten too, so he's in the same boat.

But he swears someone's looking after him from above, as the day of that duel, was the same day that he is finally able to leave the hospital fully healed to the Health Department's eyes, Doctor Whitesoul made sure he was in top recovery condition. Possibly so that his daughter would have one of her teacher's back in working condition.

"Mr Shiota?" A knock on the door, "It's Doctor Whitesoul here." Speak of the devil.

"Come in!" Nagisa called,

"I've just finished filling out the paperwork." Whitesoul entered the room, "the operation can now begin, please follow me."

"Got it." Nagisa nodded,

Nagisa looked at the outside window once more. Hmm... Something's hammering in on his mind again. His classmates? His Students? The Man? No... There's something he needs to see... No, tomorrow's the perfect chance. I've got to make a beeline there, without being seen. Oh well, I've got the prayers from my students and friends. I'm sure things will go fine!

"Interesting..." Back to a certain school, Luna read through a completely simplified information regarding antimatter weaknesses while walking down the hallway. "If that's really the case, then even young children will be able to handle it!"

"Underestimation is a bad thing," Yada replied, "those tentacles are fast. Fighting it right now will be difficult, but if you prepare beforehand..."

"It will mostly depend on the plan Flash is going to cook up." Kimura added, "I'm sure you also have another plan yourself?"

"Though we may not be able to use the fire hose due to fire emergencies, the use of sprinklers and garden hoses is definitely part of the question. But we shall let him try, as that is what teaching is all about."

"Do you have high hopes for him?" Yada asked,

"An early leaver from Canterlot Junior School, we have his records of military school during his last 2 primary school years. We have faith in him. From observation of his personality and self? Even more. If there is a soldier who upholds the importance of faith and actions, it would be him."

"That young an age, wow!" Kimura exclaimed, "that's some serious training!"

"And as we are making haste to their location, what are the club members doing?" Luna asked,

"No knives and no guns means they're going through unarmed combat!" Yada replied,

"Wonderful, we'd hope to see they fare well." Luna nodded, "ah! Here we are!" She opened the door, "Good after--"

All the students stared back at her, frozen in their half-baked attempts at wrestling and fighting. Fleetfoot and Flitter were pathetically copying some stance from a fighting game, while Roseluck pinned Soarin down by sitting on him or rather with her legs apart... Close to where his crotch is.

"Mr Justice..." Luna's eyebrows wriggled in disbelief, "is this some sort of jest???"

"I gave them a really quick beginner's set of instructions on self-defence, but needless to say... It does look a bit ridiculous?"

"Oh come on teach! Have some faith in us!" Thunderlane awkwardly smiled, "see? I've been practising my punches! Come on Mac! Let's show em!" Responding by opening his palm as a target, Thunderlane delivered a swift and firm punch, only to reel in pain and shock after he collided his fist into Big Mac's palm.

"Damn Mac! What the hell have you been doing with those hands!?" Thunderlane whined,

"Somethin' worthwhile and clean." Big Mac nonchalantly replied, "more things than you, ah should add."

"Everyone!" Luna bitterly growled, biting her lip, "this is Canterlot High School, and although fighting is not something that we endorse, at least have some class and dignity!"

"I beg your pardon Vice-Principal," Fleetfoot sighed, "but we really are trying our best here. And seriously, how would you know class in fighting?"

"More so than thou'll ever know." Luna smirked as she closed the classroom door, and changed into a loud booming voice, "Students of the Special Tutorship Club! We hope thy are ready for a one-of-a-time trial that thy shall not forget!" The club stopped what they were doing and got up, eager to watch what their unexpected Vice-Principal will unfurl.

"Mr Justice," Luna boomed, "may you lend us thy strength?"

"F-For what!?" Kimura asked,

"Combat!!!" Luna bellowed, "we want the likes of thou to face me in a duel with no weapons!"

"A-Are you sure about this!?"

"We will relent in our power, as should you. But the skill and technique, do not hold back!" Luna challenged, followed with a 'come over here' taunt, "or perhaps this rest has dulled your fighting spirit in the Police?"

Without any hesitation, Kimura lunged forward with a killer hook while Luna swiftly leaned backwards, the fist sailing a few inches above her nose.

"So you strike swiftly!" Luna beamed as she swung her body to the side to dodge a straight punch from the other hand. Once again, Kimura mercilessly stepped forward once again and threw the first fist straight. Luna swiftly slipped her right arm underneath the oncoming fist, and snaked around the left side of Kimura's arm. Her left arm simply brushed past the right side of Kimura's fist, and by quickly pushing her arms together, the arm of the supreme runner was locked between them. Kimura gasped at the sheer grip on the Vice-Principal's arms, unable to break loose.

"But not swift as us!" Luna laughed as with her right hand, close to Kimura's face after snaking through, quickly delivered a sharp backhand to the cheek, before swiftly freeing her arms as well as his.

"Woah..." Kimura felt the force against his cheek with the slight shock of pain, as well as the bigger shock of amazement. The class too, had their jaws dropped to the spectacle of their Vice-Principal's martial performance.

"Thank you very much, Mr Justice." Luna curtsied, "no pain or dishonour is felt. This was only a surprise bout." The students stood up and clapped wildly with joy, even Yada joined in.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Luna turned to the class and boomed while curtsying "It has been long since we have felt the joys of battle!"

"Then thou'll know my next question," Kimura replied, copying her way of speaking, "how?"

"You have your secrets, we too have ours." Luna answered, returning her volume to normal, "before we became Vice-Principal of this school, we have travelled beyond the boundaries of Equestria."

"So you're a martial artist?"

"Somewhere along the lines." Luna replied, "now, is Flash here?"

"Yep," Flash stood up at the back of the class. Completely unfazed by the commotion, and the person who didn't choose to join the self-defence training.

"Dedicating all the time for planning we see..." Luna noted,

"Knowing that man, he'll try to keep his honour, since he always likes to ham on about lions." Flash explained, "but thanks to that tentacle affecting his emotions and mind, it's going work in tandem with what he says." He showed a paper of a makeshift stick-anatomy of the tentacle man. Luna picked it up and looked at it with great curiosity,

"Forgive my drawings," Flash replied "I'm not good at drawing things rather than finding them in the unlikely of places. Anyway, you can see that below the drawing, I listed down all the risks and weaknesses the man has, as well as the equipment that we have. I assume you know water is one weakness right? Well, that's going to be our main point of attack. Because of that, we can slow that tentacle down."

"Continue," Luna asked,

"But not before we get rid of the mucus that waterproofs his finger." Flash continued, "you did say no knives and no guns, but would something like a grenade be alright? Even if it's non-lethal?"

"Nope, nothing of that sort..." Luna shook her head,

"Okay then..." Flash pulled up another piece of paper, "then what about the chemicals and contents inside that smoke grenade?" Luna's eyes widened at the idea,

"And in that case, if we can use that to our advantage, then that would make this plan successful right?" Flash continued,

Luna smiled, "we suggested that idea to your teachers as we were making our way here. You really are a bright young man Flash Sentry, perhaps you can use this effort to your academic grades?"

"Mmm... We'll see."

"This plan sounds perfect, so let me assist you with that. I will let the School Caretakers know about the situation. But as your plan goes, both you and your team will be the one to set it up."

"Sure, I'd appreciate it."

"But now it comes to our 'champion'." Luna turned to Fluttershy, "thou shall be fighting our adversary no?"

"Of course." Fluttershy nodded fiercely,

"Then listen well." Luna instructed, "because we will be sharing some of our martial knowledge for this plan to come to fruition. We're sure you won't mind Mr Justice?"

"Well, you felt inadequate with my downsized training for newbies." Kimura shook his head, "so sure, go ahead."

"Very well Fluttershy," Luna turned to the shy girl, "prepare thyself for plenty of exhaustion."

"Y-Yes." Fluttershy stood up, "I'll be ready!"

"And in that case..." Luna turned to Yada and Kimura, "since this plan involves guns, feel free to train them with firearms Mr Kimura, if that will help."

"Of course." Kimura bowed, "thank you,"

"Oh please, not again..." Fleetfoot moaned, "I suck at shooting!"

"Then all the more for thou to train Fleetfoot." Luna replied, "thy may not like it, but the toil will help you fair better. It may give you the upper hand should the time comes."

"Since I'd least expect you to encourage me to study for my aiming, okay then..."

"And one more thing Flash Sentry," Luna asked,

"Yes, Vice-Principal?"

"We'd like you guys to start preparation tomorrow. Perhaps bring all the equipment needed, and we can rehearse? Or maybe... This man will just attack tomorrow. We do have doubts of his word."

"Sure thing," Flash nodded, "I'll message everyone regarding what to bring tomorrow."

"Lend us your ears, everyone." Luna announced, "let us help you as much as we can, to help you protect the school, as well as your futures."

"Of course!!!" The club responded back with glee.

Week 3 Thursday: A dishonourable strike

A bright morning shone over the day of preparation. The many students of Canterlot High made their way to school early with happy and chatty faces. Some decided to scroll through their phones, while others brought very bulky schoolbags and even shopping bags, all ready for another tough day of learning.

The assigned teacher who greeted all the students who entered the school interior building was the substitute Languages teacher known as Ms Yada. She greeted every student with a different language. Good Morning, Bonjour, Buenos Dias, the languages that came out from the Palomino teacher was nothing short of amazing.

"G'day Lyra!" Yada greeted with an Equestralian flair towards the light mint coloured pony. The girl just waved back with a smile,

"Guten Morgan Frau Minuette!" Yada greeted a darker-blue coloured girl, the girl meekly nodded at the response,

"Ah!" A devilish smile appeared on her face as she turned her eyes to a certain student, "おはよう, Thunderlaneくん (Good Morning Thunderlane-kun)!"

"Oh Goddesses, who decided to put you on greeting duty?" Thudnerlane grouched,

"Myself! I just simply signed up,"

"Anyhoo, I brought the stuff." Thunderlane grumbled, shaking a clothes shopping bag at her face, "what to do with them?"

"Ooh!" Yada oohed with excitement, "just pop them over in our club room!"

"Sure thing, see ya never teach," Thunderlane grumbled as he walked towards the designated class, fearfully trying to block out the ever snickering and mind-haunting laughs as she waved back.

The runner arrived at the classroom, where two other students were busy sorting out the things they brought along too.

"Good Morning Thunderlane," Fluttershy greeted, "so glad you can bring this along."

"My bro and I always love playing with them, all the better now we're using them to save the dammed school."

"You don't sound happy about saving our school," Flash replied,

"Blame the teachers." Thunderlane jerked a thumb to the door, "for once, people under this damned occupation completely gave me second thoughts against letting that man loose upon the school."

"Mr Shiota and Mr Kimura?" Fluttershy asked, intentionally avoiding Ms Yada,

"I'll even throw in Vice-Principal Luna." Thunderlane added, "I hate them so much and everything they stand for and did for the likes of me. Thanks to them, I'm actually doing something!"

"Well, we all appreciate everyone's help." Fluttershy smiled politely, "and especially help from you!"

"Go to hell..." Thunderlane pouted, ready to flip the bird, then decided not to.

"Surprise!!!" Cloudchaser, Flitter, Roseluck and Nurse Redheart hopped into the class, "we come bearing gifts!!!"

"Sure thing, just plop them on the table." Flash instructed, "Now we just have to wait for the guys..."

"And one girl with the guys!" Fleetfoot corrected as she walked in with Soarin and Big Mac in tow, also carrying bags of items.

"My apologies." Flash apologised, "anyway, now that everyone's here, I'll be able to explain things now... Sir has provided us with all the equipment necessary here as well as near the soccer field. The Caretakers have already set everything up. So all we need to do is place our traps at the right areas, and activate them once the command is given. Everyone gets the plan?"

"Of course!" Soarin nodded, "now it just depends on who you've got for the team."

"No need to worry," Flash replied, "As I sent the plan to Mr Shiota, he responded with the results from Tuesday's shooting practice." He pulled out a copy of said results, "your shooting results are going to be what determines the team that you will be in. Now, do you understand how this plan is going to work?"

"Eeyup." Big Mac nodded, "adds up perfectly and as simple as it is."

"Remember." Flash pulled out his phone, "communication between each other is important. So put your notifications alert as loud as possible, and find an easy way to access the Message Board. Remember to set it up for the day it comes. Any questions?"

"Yes," Flitter raised her hand, "who are you, and what have you done with Flash Sentry?"

"Nothing, just... Showing another side of me." Flash laughed, "Now before we break to our own normal classes, there are a few things that I'd like to clarify before our rehearsal. There are two factors that are the most important when it comes down to executing a plan like this. The first is the trust and confidence in yourself. Each and every one of us are important in putting this plan into motion. If something doesn't go well which you could have done, do not feel discouraged. We will all fail, but that doesn't mean this entire plan is in shambles. Make sure to get the result should something fall short. Perhaps even swallowing your pride just for the time being is alright, you did it for a good cause and that you have your way or style in fulfilling your role. So in that way, with all we learned, the best way to remember the things that mean a lot comes through confidence, make sure you build it up. For me, I would normally talk through the Goddess through prayer, but since we share different faiths, it's best that for one part of our confidence, we do it on our own. That's when the second part is reserved for."

"And that is?" Redheart asked,

"Trust and Confidence in others." Flash continued, "You, me, everyone here. As I've said before, each and every one of us is important, so that means we also look out for one another. The trust comes when you need to support them in their time of need, and to have the confidence for them that they will pull through. You especially Fluttershy, because you play a part in communication too, and that's not to say that certain roles are inferior to others. If one goes missing, this plan is for naught."

"I understand Flash." Fluttershy nodded, her shyness put to one side for confidence and determination, "I trust you, and everyone else here."

"Remember, if we fall short on why we are doing this, it's a multitude of different goals and actions. The man who challenged us tried to attack us, and Mr Shiota got injured to save us. He taught us the most dangerous things, he helped others in their personal lives alongside our academics, he made so much effort into hunting down the thing that's plaguing the man, and he brought back-up in the form of Ms Yada and Mr Justice, whom are just as confident as he is. But the most important thing of all... Is that he is a teacher who brought so much to the students, and thus the entire school. Whether it was good or bad, and whether you came here for revenge, protection, glory, whatever! We are here to take this man down, and we need to trust each other to see this through." He stretched out his hand, "for everything that we hold dear to ourselves. Can we do this?" The students looked at each other with eyes of fierceness, determination, joy, anxiety, things also filled with good and bad.

"Hold your horses Flash," Soarin spoke up, "after all that pep talk, don't you think it deserves more than just regularly breaking?"

"What do you mean?"

"We need a special war cry and chant for our club." Soarin explained, "how about this... 'What are we? Students! Who are we? The Special Tutorship Club!'" A knock on the door interrupted their thinking,

"Maybe we can figure that out later once we get this through," Flash replied as he went to answer the door to another surprising set of girls,

"Twilight! Sunset! Applejack! Rainbow! Rarity!" Flash greeted, "how can I help you?"

"Looking for Fluttershy." Sunset answered, "Ms Yada said it would be the place where you'd normally be,"

"Oh well, here she is." Flash gestured, welcoming the girls inside, "also Applejack, did you know your--"

"Yep," Applejack huffed, "he's joined yer club, and he's never been so full of words talkin' about how fun it is."

"Mac?" Cloudchaser peered at Big Mac, who just looked away and whistled.

"Anyhoo, is it okay if you guys can leave?" Rarity asked the club, "I don't mean to be rude to you, but can it be just between friends?"

"Sure sure..." Roseluck shrugged, "come on everyone," and with that, the Special Tutorship Club left the class.

"It sounds serious." Fluttershy asked, "What’s going on?"

"You don't know?" Rainbow glared, "we're your best friends, and you don't tell us something that's important?"

"What do you mean?"

"The man who injured some of our fellow students came here this Tuesday to challenge Mr Shiota to a fight," Sunset explained, "and since he's in the hospital, you decided to show up instead. And for yesterday, you've been dedicating more time to training for it."

"Oh," Fluttershy replied, "did Flash tell you? I guess he's so caring for me that he'd let you know."

"That don't matter!" Applejack bellowed, grabbing Fluttershy "we're yer friends sugarcube! Why didn't you think about tellin' us!?"

"B-Because I wanted to protect you!" Fluttershy replied,

"That's the oldest excuse in the books Flutters." Rainbow grouched, "Tell us the damn truth!"

"B-Because..." Fluttershy changed her tone, "this is something that happened between me, Sensei, and those who are a part the Special Tutorship Club!"

"What, are you saying we are not trustworthy enough?" Rarity asked,

"No! But you wouldn't understand what was really going on unless you were there! Those who were part of the Special Tutorship Club knows the reasons and things behind that man! If I were to tell you first hand, you would discourage me from going!"

"But of course!" Twilight replied, "Fighting against a man incriminated for violence against students is complete suicide unless you know how to fight yourself! Then again... You are doing that right now right?"

"This man is a psychopath as shown by his actions against the students. You don't think that man is going to have revenge? This man... Not even the police can stop him, he did break out after all. And Mr Shiota... He's the only one we've seen to fight him to a standstill."

"Ah, so that explains the reason why that man wanted to find Mr Shiota," Sunset understood,

"But even if you love him and all, you shouldn't be filling in for his place! What were you thinking!?" Rainbow asked,

"The only option," Fluttershy replied, "Mr Shiota asked exactly the same thing. Whether I accept or not, he's going to destroy our beloved school that we all want to protect for an important reason, and I-- No, Sensei's club wants to make sure we fight back. I'm not going to risk using our powers together Sunset. You know exactly what I mean."

"Fluttershy..." Sunset sighed,

"I know I mean a lot to you, the same goes for all of us, and especially those of the Special Tutorship Club. But no matter what, we'll always be the best of friends. Let the bond I have with Sensei and the Special Tutorship Club show you just how important the things we hold dear together are."

"Holy Cheeseballs Flutters," Rainbow gasped, "I have never seen you this determined as ever. You'd always be shy of all things, why now?"

"Life is funny and magical," Fluttershy shrugged with a smile, "but more importantly, where's Pinkie? She should be here with us if this is such an important topic."

"I dunno, we haven't seen her around. We did try looking for her so we could go together and talk, but she hasn't been seen anywhere." Applejack answered,

"We tried calling Mr and Mrs Cake, and they said she did drop by to pick up a few cakes and pastries before heading off to school!" Rarity replied, "Well, I'm sure she'll be--"

Multitudes of Ear-splitting screams echoed through the school once more, resonating dramatically and fearfully through the hallway, a quick knock on the door and the barging in of the Orange-Skinned boy surprised all the girls,

"Flash!" Rarity called over the screaming, "you look shaken and tired, what happened!?"

"He's here on the school grounds again," Flash growled, "and he's gone one step too far! He just beat up someone important!"

"Who?" Fluttershy asked,

"Why do you think I'm telling you this!?" Flash yelled, "Its Pinkie!"

"What!?" The girls gasped,

"No..." Fluttershy raised her hands to her mouth in shock, "No!" Quick on her feet, she pushed through her friends, pushed past Flash, and ran all the way towards the School Courtyard.

A horde of Students and Teachers stood frozen in fear as they saw the man from two days ago, proudly and viciously showing his catch. Fluttershy hastily meandered her way through the student crowd and came face to face with the attacker once again.

"Hello there little gazelle. A fine morning today is it?"

"I thought you promised tomorrow, not today!!!" Fluttershy yelled,

"Psh, I got bored, I needed someone to punch. I just had the liberty to drop her body here. I'll be ready for tomorrow." He patted his victim's butt a few times before lazily tossing the student to Fluttershy's Feet. Fluttershy looked at the victim. Pink Skin, Pink Hair straightened instead of curly and puffy, the colours darkened a little as well as covered with bruises and blood. Fluttershy instantly recognises who the victim is.

"I thought we also promised that you wouldn't harm anyone..." Fluttershy added, a tone of anger rising in her voice. She grabbed her phone and sent a small message to a familiar message board.

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

The Man has broken the deal and trust. He's injured my best friend. Get everyone to prepare, because this man is not leaving here alive. - Fluttershy

Flash, Soarin and the other club members gulped at the message of their representative as they too were outside watching the whole commotion. Looking at their wounded schoolmate, and their ready-to-be enraged club mate, the team got the message and ran back towards the school.

"You broke our deal!!!" Fluttershy accused, "and to think that you're a Lion of Pride!?"

"You can blame your friend for being a pain in the ass! The moment she spotted me, she pissed me off saying that I'm the criminal and screamed her annoying head off to run for their lives! Well, I'm not going to be captured again in order to seal our deal, so I made sure she shut her gob! I found out she's also going to this school, so I might as well play my part by dropping her off here. Perhaps as a reminder that you should never underestimate me for tomorrow. So you'd better be ready by then!" With that, the man calmly turned around to leave,

"Oh no... You're not going to leave this school." Fluttershy growled, her head tilted down in anger, "you broke our deal by harming someone, and especially my best friend." She glared at the man, her face now twisted by rage and fury, "this duel is going to happen today, and I'm going to make sure I finish it!"

"Oh dear... Looks like I touched a nerve with your poor friend here." The man smiled,

"And you're going to pay the consequences for it." Fluttershy growled, "Don't you dare leave the premises. Half an hour from now, we're going to fight!"

"Okay then!" The man grinned while cracking his knuckles and hand bones, "Looking forward to it!" With that, Fluttershy turned around, walking through the students who now decided to create a path for her.

"Can you guys take care of Pinkie?" Fluttershy paused her path to let her friends know.

"Of course!" Sunset and the others nodded, and Fluttershy continued walking. Heading up the stairs, she stopped by Principal Celestia and Vice-Principal Luna, who looked back with shock and fear.

"Don't worry Principal and Vice-Principal." Fluttershy noted, "I will make sure our school will not turn a blind eye to this attack."

"Fluttershy..." Luna replied,

"Don't worry, I just need something to get loose of this rage," Fluttershy replied, "then I'll remember what you've taught me."

"No Fluttershy.”Luna replied, "Hold it in, and know when the time is right to unleash your scorn."

"Okay," Fluttershy nodded, "everyone's getting ready. Do you want to come?"

"Very well," Luna accepted and followed the furious girl to the Classroom, leaving behind Celestia in complete disbelief.

"What in the world is going on!?"

"Okay you guys," Fluttershy entered the room, seeing four of the club members prepping themselves ready with their equipment. "Are you ready?"

"Team 2 is going to go assist Team 1 in supplying ammunition before heading out to our main task," Soarin noted,

"You sure about this Flutters?" Thunderlane asked,

"Every bone in my body." Fluttershy nodded, "now, where's Mr Justice and Ms Yada?"

"We're here!" Yada cooed as she and Kimura walked in, "and we've got the stuff ready!" She pulled out a bottle of bug spray repellent "even the tiniest of mosquito bites are detrimental to optimum fighting conditions!"

Fluttershy's phone vibrated, the message board! She pulled it out once more and showed the group,

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

I'll be posting the entirety of the plan here in words and how it goes in order. If anyone forgets, remember to refer to the message board! - Flash Sentry

"Good luck Fluttershy!" Cloudchaser noted as she and team 2 made haste for the location of team 1.

"Okey-dokey Fluttershy." Yada shook the repellent, "are you ready?"

Fluttershy had a brief flashback to the events that happened in the first and second weeks and the amount of effort their Assassin teacher has taught them. This week of meeting Yada and Kimura, seeing that man again, Flash's pep talk, and the sight of Pinkie's unconscious and pained face. Taking it all in, she pushed her rage aside.

"Okay..." Fluttershy nodded to Yada, "I'm ready to go."

The man outside impatiently tapped his foot, eager to get his hands into punching. Celestia was brave to ask him if he wanted any refreshments, and the man aggressively refused.

"A Lion hunts his own food." He sneered,

"Then you'd better sharpen your teeth," Fluttershy called out from the school interior doors. "Because I'm coming for you!"

"Finally!" The man grinned as the shy-but-determined girl made her way through the parting crowd once again, ready to meet the man. "Took you long enough!"

"There's no time to spare for anyone who harms my friend," Fluttershy replied, cracking her knuckles,

The man raised his eyebrows and widened his eyes at the look of the knuckle-cracking gazelle before him. What is this? Does the Gazelle think that she can fight back with the same force? Also... Is it him? Or does she look... Shiny?

"What did you douse yourself in?" The man demanded,

"So you have a good nose!" Fluttershy chuckled, "It's mosquito repellent, nothing more. Those pesky, blood-thirsty insects are quite a bother on hot days, especially right now! Would you like some too? That way, it'd be a fair fight!"

"I smell nothing! I merely see! Also, it's autumn! It's too cold for them to fly!"

"Oh I didn't mean literal mosquitoes, I'm actually referring to those who are pesky and blood-thirsty, like you!" Fluttershy innocently responded, followed by multiple 'ooh's and laughs from the audience from the trash talk.

"I'll make sure to rip those lovely jaws from you!" The man growled as he made his starting move with a killer straight with his right hand. Fluttershy, however, gracefully leaned backwards and allowed the fist to sail a few centimetres above her nose.

The air was filled with 'woah's and 'wow's, to see one of their classmates, and a shy and timid one at that, dodge the curving fist in a split amount of time.

It didn't end there though. Fluttershy quickly added weight to her legs for stability for her next move while leaning back, grabbing the man's fist, and rubbing her palms around it, letting go as to not get pulled along when he pulls his hand back.

The man felt something strange as the girl cupped her hands around his fist. Some of that repellent that the girl was wearing got onto his hands.

"Your hand certainly seems tough." Fluttershy complimented, "don't tell me you've toughened it up by beating up many victims. Care to show me the other hand?"

The man did exactly as she asked, sending his left fist flying, Fluttershy cupped her hands together to block and nullify the oncoming attack, and rubbed her palms around the fist once.

The man was appalled and disgusted by the damp substance upon both of his hands as well as both attacks missing. Normally gazelles would be easier to punch and hit!

"Do you think covering me with your repellent will actually make a difference!?" The man taunted as he rubbed his nose with one of his fists. "I bite harder than a mosquito!"

Fluttershy winced a little at the sight of the nose rubbing, "sniffing your hand after I've touched it? A psychopath, as well as being a pervert!"

"Luna..." From the audience, Celestia turned to face her younger sister, observing the young shy girl with great focus, "isn't that one of your--"

"Thou want clarity?" Luna turned to face her older sister, "Yes. Indeed it is, and indeed we have. Have we somehow breached any conduct in teaching our students how to defend themselves from danger like this?"

Celestia blinked astonishingly at her sister, then turned back to the fight, "no... Not at all."

The man, now irritated by this gazelle's taunts and insults, charged forward once again. No longer holding back on any single punches.

The girl was aware of her limitations on her skill and experience compared to her enemy's. So the best she could do was simply step back, or disengage quickly from any sort of punches. The crowd that watched began to lose concern about their classmate's style and now became worried for her safety instead.

"No more playing around," the man thought to himself. "I'm going to show you how savage a beast can be!" Throughout his endless punching and hooking and uppercutting, the man made sure not to give her any chances to block or retaliate. If he keeps this on, she won't have any more chances to escape from his grasp either! The man pulled a feint, and Fluttershy carelessly dodged to an area where the man was fully prepared to punch. He grinned with glee, she gasped with sudden realisation, it appears that she had been played.

"Gotcha!" The man yelled as he put all he had on his next punch directing straight towards Fluttershy's stomach. At that very split second, a sudden tingle and itch within his nose and body spurred the man to divert his punch off-course for the temporary time to deliver a sneeze. Fluttershy instantly took that chance to slap the off-target hand away from her surroundings. The crowd released an entire sound of relief that their student went unharmed.

What was that unlucky shot!? The man checked his body and nose and noticed a small heavy feeling in his body, and his nose feeling very itchy. A cold!? That can't happen! He's been healthy throughout the entire time!

"Oh dear," Fluttershy gasped, "A-are you alright? If you don't feel well, perhaps you should call off this fight for another day!" She suggested,

"Pah! You're the one who wanted to fight right now!!! I've yet to show you the power of the Lion against the power of a gazelle!-- Aaachoo!" The man growled, only for another sneeze to interrupt his words. This one was much louder than before.

A small rumble was felt in Fluttershy's pocket. Pulling it out, she pulled up quite an important message,

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

We're all weapons ready. Ready to fire by your command. - Flash Sentry

A small smile appeared on Fluttershy's face. It's so amazing on what and why friends and colleagues can do for you! Turning back to the man, she continued playing along.

"Are you sure? A sick lion is definitely not up to fighting conditions! And even I can see your nose is running. Wipe it with some tissues please?"

"Shut up!" The man retorted. As if some small cold is ever going to keep him at bay! So what if his body is all cold and nose all runny? He has that after all! He'll make sure to finish the job with her and everyone in this school! He was ready for another charge until...

"Ah... Ah... ACHOO!!!" The man sneezed a third time, this time the phlegm and snot seen by all. The crowd reared in horror and expressed their disgust through 'eww's and 'ugh's.

"Bless you!" Fluttershy responded, "Surely even you've learned to cover your nose!"

"Argh..." The man grumbled while sniffing. With his own decision, he decided to do something about his blocked nose as he wiped it as well as his nostrils once again thoroughly to remove the mucus--

Wait... The man paused at the touch of something cold and slimy...

WHAT!?!?!?

The man pulled his left hand used to wipe the nose away from it. His nose was somehow covered with some thick flesh-coloured liquid, and not to mention that his right index finger... Was the perpetrator of this gooey liquid, dripping while changing its shape on its own.

"What is this!?" The man thought "It was under my control! I didn't ask for it to reveal itself!!! And now everyone can see it!!!"

"Eww!!!" A majority of the students retched in horror. Fluttershy looked all around to see familiar faces puking at the sight of the man's tentacle. There was the purple-coloured student Cheerilee, sick to her Stomach. The blue music student with the eye gauze Noteworthy, unaffected by the sight, but rather smiling at the fact of the man's demise. Fluttershy can see it. Those who were close by, their feelings and emotions show. Even the Principal and Vice-Principal looked shocked, but she knew that they heard about the tentacle from Mr Shiota, so they wouldn't be as grossed out as they would be.

The man, on the other hand, was shocked at the sight of his gooey dripping hand, as well as his runny nose. How in the world can that happen!? Does the tentacle also get affected when the person itself is sick!? But even so... How in all hell did he manage to get sick in the first place!? Was it the food? Was it today's weather? Impossible! It's not like he's come anymore close to someone who's infected-- No...

"Wh-What have you done!?" The man growled at Fluttershy, "What did you do to me!?"

At that answer, the shy girl innocently swayed back to face the man. And with her calm cute smile, stretched wide open to a grin of victory.

"The power of Gazelles..." Fluttershy calmly replied, "Of all the time, you've been hypothetically referring to yourself as a Lion and me a Gazelle. The Lion, a predator, and the Gazelle are just one of its many sources of food. A lion's strength is the ferocity to hunt and kill, using their teeth, claws, or everything that a gazelle doesn't have..."

The man stepped back in horror, still feeling queasy about his runny nose and finger tentacle.

"But if a Gazelle hypothetically learned how to turn against its predator, or even kill it... Then the number one thing to do, like the lion, is to use all the opportunities that a Gazelle does have over the lion!" Fluttershy explained,

"How so?"

"Though lions hunt their food in packs." Fluttershy asked, "I'm sure right now that you're the only lion here. A lion's pride would definitely challenge itself to hunt animals bigger, tougher, and in greater numbers. Big mistake on the lion's part if we're hypothetically speaking about gazelles that can kill because they're always in herds! That's their power!"

"What do you have against me and my power!?"

"Everything there is to know about you and your powers!" Fluttershy kindly answered, "after all, you and I and a couple of others were there when the teacher you wounded managed to harm you. We learned from him how to deal with that. Like teacher, like student, as some would say."

"You little-- This was a fair fight!"

"When you said fair fight, I'm sure that tentacle was part of your bargain." Fluttershy responded, "A finger-tentacle like yours is not fair as bringing a knife or a firearm to the stage. Don't try to act innocent though... I'm sure that's definitely not what you have in mind. When you said 'fair fight', a fair fight is what we have. If you have your special power, I have mine!"

"How dare you!!!!!"

"I did ask if you wanted the repellent or not, but you refused. Then again, this fight would have been way over before it even began if you did accept the repellent..."

"This isn't a fight..."

"You're right, it's a trap." Fluttershy nodded with a cute and smug look, "though you came a day early to surprise us, the sole day before that had been nothing but planning for this encounter."

"What power do you have that can best mine!?"

"My classmates and teachers!" Fluttershy replied, "I'm well aware that a majority of the students are here to watch how this fight unfurls, but those who really care have been working behind the scenes with my knowledge. Care to look?" She pulled out her phone and gave the man the message to read.

"What!? Weapons ready!?" The man blurted, completely pushing the will to fight aside for the will of curiosity and confusion, just like a person entranced by a magic trick.

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

We need to have our weapons loaded up with ammunition. Make sure to stock up on plenty of them so that we can replace every empty clip with a full one. Reloading is going to waste valuable seconds. Team 2 needs to support Team 1 with the refilling. Team 2 must immediately start working on the second phase once all are refilled with weapons. Team 1 will standby back to the crowd with their weapons ready. Please notify when you do.

The Special Tutorship Club burst into the school interior and straight towards their Neighponese classroom. There, they grabbed all the shopping bags they brought along and ran all the way to the nearest restrooms. Team 1 was able to grab their cargo and leave before Fluttershy and Luna entered. Despite having an emergency, the guys brought their cargo in the male restroom, while the girls went to the female restroom. Once in, they set all the taps running and began filling their weapons: Water guns and Magic soakers of every shape and size. This is in order to combat the man's weakness thanks to that tentacle. The main problem was because of this early-strike, water refilling was set on borrowed time.

"We got to hurry soon," Roseluck mentioned, "or Fluttershy's going to become a punching bag!"

"Oy!" Flitter retorted, "remember what Flash said? Have faith in her! Have faith in those that taught her and those who support her! Basically, have faith in us and yourself! Right Flash!?"

"No need to yell in between bathrooms!" Flash yelled back, "and yes! The only way we can stop worrying about her is to refill faster!!!"

"Oh dear..." Soarin yelped,

"Argh! Of all the times Soarin!" Thunderlane moaned, "you need to relieve yourself!?"

"Hey! The man's attacking early, and Fluttershy's body is on the line. It all depends on us to get this ready or she's going to be mutilated! You don't think this form of desperation is helping me or my bladder!?"

"Argh!" Big Mac moaned, "jus' go do your business!"

"No!" Soarin replied, "I'd rather wet my pants than see my friends get hurt!" An idea struck his mind once he went to pull out a Magic Soaker with a red, black, grey and white design. "Hey! Speaking of filling--" Reaching for his trousers...

"Don't you fucking dare!!!" Thunderlane lashed out, snatching the Magic Soaker away from Soarin, "You are not going to use your fucking piss as ammo!!!!"

"But I thought you'd be the one who will encourage it!" Soarin jumped with surprise,

"Diss with Piss is the sickest idea, I completely agree." Thunderlane explained, "But the one who's going to do that should be me! You on the other hand!? I may be an obnoxious son of a bitch where cussing and bird flipping are always part of my daily vocabulary and actions, but the last thing I'd want is someone to be my role model! Not you, or Flash, or especially my younger brother! I sure as hell don't have manners, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't have it either!"

"So you do care." Big Mac noted, "that's sweet..."

"Speaking about my younger brother as well as being sweet," Thunderlane continued, "you were going to piss into Rumble's Magic Soaker! You do that, and I will make sure I shit on you verbally, physically, maybe literally, today and forevermore! Even if there's life after death, I'm gonna continue shitting on you!"

"Okay okay!!!" Soarin replied, "you can handle whatever happens to your Brother's Gun then!"

"Aww..." Flitter felt warm and fuzzy as she and the girls overheard the boys, "Thunderlane's bad boy anger is so cute whenever the topic of his brother comes up!"

"I knew the boy always had a soft spot for his brother." Cloudchaser giggled, "but when he gets angry it's much softer! It's like a bad boy having actual family love. It's so contradicting that it's sweet like diabeetus!"

"There is nothing sweet about diabetes." Redheart spoke, "It's still a problematic cause of death for many Equestrians every time they come over to--"

"It's a just a metaphor Doctor Redheart!" Cloudchaser replied, "You gotta chill!"

"Hey guys," Fleetfoot called out to the boys, "I'm not sure if we'll be able to fill all of them before Fluttershy goes toe to toe! Permission to start Phase 2?"

"Hmm..." Flash called back, "okay then! Team 2! Set the trap ready! Team 1 will continue on filling the guns up!"

"Okay then," Fleetfoot patted Redheart, Roseluck and Flitter, "hurry it up! We'll do our best on the other side!"

"Goddessspeed." Roseluck waved back as Cloudchaser and Fleetfoot departed the ladies restroom. Meeting at the entrance with Soarin and Thunderlane, the team nodded in unison and ran towards the soccer field as fast as they could. Kimura watched as the team bolted off, then decided to take over for them.

"You guys need any help Team 1?" He called,

"Mr. Justice!" Flash called, "over here! Boys need backup!"

Yellow Leader will be prepping herself ready for the fight. She'll probably come to the classroom after the negotiations for preparation. Ms Yada, Mr Justice and Vice-Principal Luna will be there with some mosquito repellent. Whilst it may sound ineffective, the repellent actually contains a few chemicals and allergens like pollen that will greatly irritate the man's sinuses but will also affect his tentacle as well. This is in order to remove the mucus which is known to waterproof his tentacle. If it doesn't get out of his system, water won't affect him. Fluttershy will make sure that the repellent will be smothered on his hands or nose if necessary. When that happens, his finger tentacle is going to feel a whole lot different when he washes his hands, or when it comes into contact with water in general.

"La di da..." Yada hummed a tune as she sprayed Fluttershy with the repellent all around her body, clothes included. Fluttershy winced or tensed a little as the sprayer dispersed cold ointment around a designated part. She started yelping or squeaking a bit as her legs were sprayed, her teeth mildly shivering.

"Now, the hands," Yada instructed. As the young pink-haired girl willingly offered her hands, Yada wasted no time covering each and every corner of her palm, fingers and nails with every spray.

"And you're done!" Yada replied, "good luck out there little butterfly! Oh, and remember not to chase him away. If you really want to help the man, despite what he has done, you need to keep him here."

"Now," Luna spoke, "are thou ready Fluttershy? If there's one thing you need to know, is to never bite thy thumb at thy opponent."

"Of course," Fluttershy nodded, "though I don't know how it's going to intimidate him."

"Call it another form of disrespect and being cocky," Yada answered,

"Got it."

"We have faith in you Fluttershy." Luna placed a shoulder on Fluttershy, "We know you can win."

"We'll provide back up!" Yada cheered while waving imaginary pom poms.

"I'm going to go see if the others are alright," Kimura noted and ran off to the bathrooms. Fluttershy, ready to fight, walked out of the classroom. Out of the main entrance hall of the school, and straight towards the entrance courtyard, where the man waits eagerly.

"Well?" Fluttershy asked, "Let’s call it early. The weapons are loaded, and I'm the one who's going to be giving the command to fire. As I said, you won't be leaving here till I'm done with you, so here's a chance to do what's right. Please surrender and turn yourself in, we'll be able to help you."

"Do you honestly think that you've got the upper hand in your School? Do you think this is some sort of pathetic and stupid cartoon!?!?-- ACHOO!"

"I'll take that as a no then. In that case, let's test out your question!" Fluttershy laughed as she looked around using her eyes. Deep within the crowd, she can see certain figures move in and out, eager to get to their positions. She yelled aloud, "Ready... Aim..."

"Alright Team 1, it's your time to shine!" Fluttershy whispered to herself.

Team 1 is composed of those who had the highest scores on shooting for the past 2 days, but we're also going to need a fast person to quickly replace empty guns with full ones for each of us, we can't spare the time to reload. We're going to be manning the guns and firing upon the person's finger. It's going to be a small target, so make it count! When you've run out of ammo, call out and the supporter will be giving you a new gun when possible. Fluttershy will be giving the command to fire. When she says it, step into the battle ring and start gunning the Tentacle Finger! Remember, it will cause his finger to swell up, but the main idea is to chase him towards the Soccer Field! And before I forget, the command given by Fluttershy will be stated as such 'Ready, Aim,'

"... Water!" Fluttershy yelled, swinging her hand towards the man. Flash Sentry, Big Macintosh, Flitter and Roseluck burst forward from the ring of students, and unleashed a torrent of water, big to small, from each of the water guns they carry. Kimura joined the water party with another magic soaker and a backpack filled to the brim with water guns. Nurse Redheart trailed behind him carrying one or two water guns in her hands.

"Fluttershy!" Redheart called, "would you like one???"

"Yes please!" Fluttershy ran over to collect one, then unleashed its stream upon the man. The students' aim was clear, aim for the man's tentacle finger, and the results will show.

The flesh-coloured tentacle. Once dripping with mucus, now inflated and swollen like a balloon. The man watched in distracted fear as the tip of his finger grew fatter and fatter as it absorbed more water. The crowd began to feel unwell, pretending to retch, puke and show signs of disgust at the man's round like thumb, growing till the point where it can see red. "Impossible! This never happened whenever he washes his hands! No... The repellent of that girl!!! Just how much do they know about this thing!?" The man thought to himself, "no... I can't fight this anymore, with this swollen tentacle, it feels heavy, itchy, and painful, I can't fight like this! I need to run... Now!!!"

"That's it!" Flash called out as he saw the man beginning to shield himself from the jets of water, "keep him away from the school gates and the building, and don’t let him escape!"

Luna saw that this plan was working well, and she knows what she can do to further assist the Club and her School. Taking a deep breath, she swapped into her Royal Voice and bellowed throughout the student body.

"Everyone! Stay well clear from that man, as well as your fellow students!!!" Luna instructed, "Please give enough space for them to move!!!"

Understanding the gravity of the situation, the crowd began dispersing quicker, making sure that the path of their classmates was well clear. Meanwhile, a man with azure eyes saw the large crowd forming a neat blockade near the school grounds, and he couldn't help but see what was going on.

"Where do you think you're going?" Roseluck asked as she hopped in the way of the man's path and delivered another stream of water straight at the man's ever-swelling finger, causing him to change direction towards the soccer field.

"I'm out!" Big Mac called,

"Here!" Redheart came to the rescue and replaced Big Mac's small water pistol with a Magic Soaker that had a water bottle the size of a tank.

"Is the second team ready!?" Flash yelled out,

"Yes!!!" Yada ran over from the field, "we've just placed the last of the sprinklers required! We've set the operations to manual, and we'll activate it on your command!"

"Alright then!" Kimura growled as he replaced a full water gun from the backpack and continued firing, "time to lead the lion into his enclosure!"

Team 2? You are just as important as Team 1, because you'll be the trap masters setting up the man's cage: The Soccer Field. You'll be setting up the sprinklers and hoses all around the field. Make sure to try and cover every ounce so when the man jumps in, he's not going to have an easy time getting out no matter how much he tries to protect that finger. Vice-Principal Luna told me that she asked the caretakers to pull out all the garden tools necessary for you to place on your own command. They are even able to supply a multi-mode garden hose, so use that fully as well. All garden sprinkler operations has been switched to manual, either one of you will be pulling the trigger. When that happens, that man's going to be feeling a lot of weight upon his finger, and he won’t be running anytime soon.

"Thank you, sir!" Soarin thanked the caretaker who helped them set up the hose and sprinkler equipment. The caretaker responded with a hefty salute before walking away.

He, Fleetfoot, Cloudchaser and Thunderlane scrambled around, placing many forms of sprinklers around the soccer field provided by the caretaker. Yada caught up with them to assist their set up.

"Okay," Soarin read, "the caretaker's usual plan covers a majority of the field except for almost the corners outside the white boundaries. That is one that he manually does with the hose. The ideal location for the man should mostly be in the middle of the field, because that's where a majority of the water from each of the sprinklers get in motion. So you just have to put things over here and there--"

Through the works, the group managed to set the trap ready in time before they heard the command regarding fire. Now comes the difficult decision.

"Who gets to hit the trigger and start the water park?" Yada asked, holding up the sprinkler controller.

"I do!" Thunderlane, Cloudchaser and Fleetfoot raised their hands,

"Give a reason why?" Yada sighed,

"Because I can handle things quicker than the girls!" Thunderlane yelped,

"Thunderlane," Cloudchaser sighed, "its stupid responses and reasons like yours that gave birth to the Patriarchy of Womanhood. Please watch your mouth."

"Disregarding personal traits," Yada corrected herself, "any experiences that can help influence knowing when to activate a switch?"

"Well as a defender, I've always been weary of any direction for a ball, or when the captain or a teammate requires help. I'm always on the ready." Fleetfoot suggested,

"As a runner for track events, being weary of reactionary sounds is important when you want to get a perfect start at the sound of the gun." Cloudchaser shared,

"Oy!" Thunderlane yelped, "you gals got so much advantage over me!? That's bullshit!!!"

"Then swallow your damn pride Thunderlane! Take it like a man!" Cloudchaser retorted, "There are many things that people can do better than you!"

"Oh for goodness sake!" Yada growled in frustration, "No wonder why Neighpon has problems with Equestria, you guys fight over the smallest thing! Your friend's life is at stake here! Can all three of you swallow your pride, and just decide who gets to go with Janken-- I mean Stone Paper Scissors?"

"Fine!" The three yelled back and readied their hands, "Stone... Paper..."

"Grenade!" Yada joined in at the last second, revealing a Frag Grenade in her hand "I win!”

"Woah!" The three jumped back in shock at the sight of the grenade,

"Are you crazy!?" Thunderlane snapped,

"Grenade can blow stone and scissors to bits, and it can burn paper. So I win, and I choose Soarin!"

"What!? But why!?!?" The three yelped in shock,

"Because all of you fight too much for just handling a simple thing regardless of how important it is!" Yada reasoned, "I'm irritated and sick of it. Therefore, the person who's not eager to debate about it gets the honours!"

"Why thank you Ms Yada." Soarin smiled as he gets the controller, faced with the chagrin of the other three. "Being humble wins the day! Perhaps one of you will be kind enough to message the team?"

"I will!" The three students raised their hand again, only to give each other nasty looks again, "hey!" The three spoke in unison, "I have--"

"Argh!!!" Yada irritatingly growled once more, "I will!" And quickly darted off before she gets an earful from the three students regarding their expertise in free-running, track running or soccer stamina.

Continuing the semi-endless stream of water, the man was running out of directions to go. The exit was firmly blocked, the finger is beginning to feel even heavier as it began to swell, bringing pain instead of discomfort. No matter where he went, his big target of a finger was pelted with water.

"Please! Anything to stop the water!" The man whined to himself and decided to dash straight onto the soccer field. From that, the entire shooting team halted. The man paused for a moment, trying to ease the swelling on his finger, then stopped to notice on why they ceased fire. As he tried to make a move out of the field, a jet of water was pelted at his finger to keep him in.

"What is the meaning of this!?" The man growled.

"Simple, the Lion is caged," Fluttershy answered, while the other teammates gestured for everyone to stand back. Nurse Redheart decided to help clean up all the emptied water guns from before.

"A mere grassy sports field? What cage does it carry?"

"You've got a lot of courage and bravery with demanding more answers from the people who can easily take your life. You really are a lion, especially when he is willing to fend for his life." Fluttershy smiled,

"Answer the question!"

"Okay, okay!" Fluttershy replied, a bit shaken, "I'll tell you. What makes a sports field grassy?"

At that question, the man's eyes widened in horror when he realised he was never in a safe spot.

"Hit it!" Flash yelled. It took one simple click from Soarin for the sprinklers to burst into life, shooting or spraying vicious streams of water drench the field, and the man, all over. Cloudchaser decided to take the garden hose for herself, and launched a firm pressure of water straight against the man, having more time to aim towards the finger thanks to the endless supply of water. The man screamed in pain as his tentacle began to swell even bigger and redder. Fluttershy simply hopped into the soccer field, dancing happily and innocently towards the man.

Granted, if things do go unwary, then we must make haste. Remember, the plan is there, all you need is to trust each other and work together without any issues, because we are all fighting together for something that's worth fighting for all of us. If we do apply that in our real life situations, life would be sweeter for all without any antagonistic concerns with each other. Now let's bag a lion! - Flash Sentry

"Look!" Fluttershy laughed like she usually was, "this is water!!! It doesn't hurt at all! Technically it does have serious problems if you're in it long enough, but other than that, it's fun! Not painful!" She stopped spinning, and changed her tone. "Oh wait, that's right... You've got that finger. Now that I think about it, if I can't swim or play with water for the sake of tentacle power, I don't think it's worth it at all. But that’s just me!"

The man was too much in pain in speak, gently but desperately shielding his swelling finger, weighing him down and tiring him out.

"Let me ask again once more." Fluttershy continued with a determined voice, "This is your chance to surrender and call it quits. You'll get nowhere by persisting, please understand. I forgive you, and we can help you, regardless of whether you think it is impossible. You can always start over on a new leaf. If I were to be optimistic, you still have a shelter in prison! Better than being in debt or homeless!"

"You planned all of this... Just what are you???"

"Actually, a classmate of mine planned all of this, though he says the credit goes to all of us for participating." Fluttershy corrected, "We're just students who are determined to protect our school and everything in it. But don't worry, the plan ends here. Whether this fight is going to continue is all up to you."

"And if I refuse???"

"I won't be forgiving you then..." Fluttershy's happy face turned upside down into a stern expression as she walked even closer to the man, "I will be giving justice to the School, my friend, and many other innocents from the evil you've done against them!"

"Fluttershy," Flash gasped, "did you just--"

"I don't care whether you think the concept of good and evil is childish. If you prey upon many innocents who have done no wrong against you, that's evil full-stop! All those people, only to satisfy your psychopathic needs... I'm giving you one last chance. Turn yourself in. Or else you will end up like your victims." Fluttershy demanded as she crouched down.

The man, hearing all of this, stopped wincing in the pain and began laughing out loud, roaring at the hilarity of this childish gazelle demanding for him to stop, and threatening him with force.

"Do me a number huh? I'll show you how you do a number!" With every ounce of his strength, he used his non-tentacle finger hand to drive one last fist into the girl's stomach, and it made a direct hit.

"Guh!" Fluttershy cried in a burst of pain as she reflexively bent down in pain.

"Fluttershy!" Her friends, Club Mates, and Teachers cried out in shock,

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" The man laughed in frightful delight, "Only those with power can determine what's good and evil! Only those who have the strength to win is king!!!" The man decided to pull his fist back, ready to throw another one, only that he couldn't. He tried pulling away again, and for a third time, each with increasing force. That's when he realised something was wrong again.

Despite Fluttershy being punched in the gut, the young shy girl kept a very firm grip on the man's hands. With an abrupt twist of his wrist, the man dropped to his knees, screeching in pain.

"You chose poorly." Fluttershy coughed a little, further hyper-extending the man's hand. "So the person that wins can bring down the gavel on who and what's good and bad? Sure, sure... Just make sure you play by your rules whether in victory or defeat. That and we'll be fighting our hardest too."

And with that, Fluttershy looked straight into the man's eye. A face filled with the mixture of bloodlust, rage, darkness, and a twisted calm yet innocent smile. This very face sparked a memory of fear within the man, and began quivering before her warped face, the exact same fear that came from the very teacher who wounded him two weeks ago.

"Allow me to demonstrate." Fluttershy tilted her head, "the scorn and revenge of an assassin!"

"RAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" The man roared at the top of his lungs with one last burst of fear instead of pride, as three sharp claws speared his neck.

Week 3 Thursday: Aftermath and Revelation (F. Sentry)

Flash's POV

Silence.

That's all everyone heard after the man's roar. The roar that instinctively told Soarin to turn off the sprinklers.

We all stared at the two figures in the middle of the soccer field. The shy girl, a small smile on her face, her index finger straight at the man's neck. The man on the other hand, was anything but. From his cold eyes emitting fear, his dropped jaw, and the sight of the man's body. He was not just unconscious, he was completely petrified, as if his soul was dealt a nasty blow.

From the eyes of the shy girl...

"Well," Fluttershy giggled innocently, "looks like I win!"

Her best friends, the Special Tutorship Club, and I, dropped our jaws even further in shock and fear. Just what... What happened to her? I understood that whatever happened after the trap was up to her own judgement, she just... I just don't know how to describe it. What more but to say the Goddesses Name after this awe-yet-terrifying performance?

"Move out of the way!" Kimura charged through the crowd and towards the man, pulled out some type of kit, and began preparing something unknown. I wasn't able to see what was going on, as Vice-Principal Luna and Principal Celestia began clearing out the crowd immediately. Our Fluttershy however, just stood there gazing at the man's immobile body.

"Fluttershy!" Sunset called out.

Fluttershy heard the voice of Sunset, as she performed a double-take as a reaction.

"Oh!" Fluttershy turned around, her face filled with calmness, no longer filled with the rage or fear from before, "D-Did I do anything wrong?"

"If you mean scaring the crap out of all of us, as well as mess up that man... Then no. But it was a long time since I've seen it. Well, a lot of us." Rainbow answered,

Seen it? Seen what?

"Wh-What do you mean?" Sunset asked, apparently she has no idea too.

"Oh... If you really want to know, then we might as well visit Pinkie first. Is she alright?" Fluttershy muttered shyly,

"She's tucked into bed." Applejack replied, "we might as well visit her. Fancy leading the way army boy?"

"Army boy?" I jumped at that remark, "what do you mean!?"

"He's been talkin' 'bout you over the dinner table. Big Mac's seems to be interested in you ever since he saw you shootin' down targets!"

"For what?" I asked,

"We've been seekin' help on the farm fer some specific tasks. There's so much me, him, Applebloom and Granny can do. That's why Applebloom and her friends are desperate to hook their teacher up with Big Mac. It's sure as hell irritating for me and him."

"Just glad to know that I wasn't their target." I chuckled, knowing exactly who Applebloom's friends are, "Then again, I'm probably sure she's got a better partner for me. Ah the joy of having siblings..."

"You have siblings?" Rarity asked with interest,

"Yes."

"Let me add to that," Fluttershy interrupted, "you have another sibling aside from First?"

"Little sister, and the middle child of the Sentry family." I briefly described, "did I not mention that I had a little sister that called me 2 weeks ago? Same day that we met the man."

"Who's the girl?" Rainbow asked. I stared reluctantly at her, Rainbow's going to kill me or take out her frustration on me if I told her especially who she was. I'd better stick to the big picture.

"W-We've got other matters at hand." And I march towards the stairs, the girls just shrug and walk on. I just hope they don't figure out who it is...

Marching up the stairs with the girls in tow, I looked back to see if they were all in my sight...

Hang on...

Out towards the Wondercolts statue, away from the eyes of all the retreating students, I noticed a familiar blue-haired shorty dressed like a teacher in smart casual clothes. He seemed to be sticking his hands into one of the four mirrors, a ray of light bursting forth from his hands. With what looks to be a deep breath, walked straight into the mirrors, widening that ray of light until it was gone, along with his entire existence.

"Flash?" Sunset asked, "are you alright?"

"You look like you've seen a ghost." Twilight answered,

"Sorry..." I shook my head, "I just thought I saw Mr Shiota just walk into one of those mirrors of the Wondercolts statue." And I strolled towards the door and opened it for myself and the girls. Only this time, the six girls were just as shocked as I am.

"Girls?" I asked, "are you alright? It looks like you've seen a ghost." The girls exchanged glances of worry and fear, and shook it off.

"N-Nothing!" Sunset chuckled,

We wasted no time in getting to the Nurse's Office. Straight into the infirmary, we see our (or rather, their) Pink-haired friend, sitting up with a yawn, as well as her hair back into its poofy messy self again. The moment she saw us come into the room, her face was filled with happiness and joy, as if the memory of being beaten up was out of her system.

"Hey!" Pinkie waved madly waved hi, "did I miss anything?"

"Lots really." Fluttershy replied, clutching her stomach. "It... Was worth it."

"Are you okay?" Rarity asked,

"You've suppressed that punch." I noted, "Do you honestly think it easy to take a hit without feeling pain?"

"You know the saying about sticks and stones and words? I think it works vice versa for me..." Fluttershy laughed, "this is nothing compared to a person's words, always making me feel ill..."

"A big damage for one so kind and caring." I nodded,

"Oh Flashy!" Pinkie noticed me, "you came along to say hi? You're sweet!"

"Good to see you too Pinkie." I nodded, "is there any problem?"

"The Nurse said she'll be fine. She got beat up pretty bad, but there's no broken bones, just lots of bruises and cuts. She won't be attending school for the rest of the day, and will possibly be picked up from school to go home and rest." Redheart appraoched,

"B-But!" Pinkie protested, "Today's Lunch has my favourite! Curry Cupcakes and Strawberry Milk!"

Curry Cupcakes? That's a strange combination if any. Then again, Neighpon does have Curry Bread, and with Madam Yada giving one to me, it was tremendously divine. When I shared some with my siblings? Well... Let's just say the spice was a bit too sensitive for their tongues.

"I'll let the lunch ladies know then." Redheart sighed, "but would you sacrifice just one tasty treat in order so you'll be able to eat endless other tasty treats in the future?"

"Ooh! In that case... I'll be happy to wait!" Pinkie replied. Hmm, I thought of her as more of the impatient type...

"And by the way Flash and Fluttershy," Redheart added, "Ms Yada's going to call us over for a debrief. And classes will resume as normal after morning recess."

"Actually," Fluttershy replied, "will they mind if I may not come? Because--"

"We know," Redheart nodded with a smile of understanding. "I'll let Yada know, and we'll message you the info okay?"

"That would be lovely!" Fluttershy smiled,

"See you guys later," I waved as I began to leave, "and I hope you'll recover soon Pinkie."

"No worries Flashy!!!" Pinkie winked, "if it's going to make people happy, then I'm sure to get better!"

"Ah, Redheart, Flash." Yada welcomed as we entered the classroom, the rest of the Special Tutorship Club present and sitting down,

"Madam." I greeted back,

"Fluttershy?" Yada asked,

"The girl that got beat up by the man is Fluttershy's best friend." Redheart answered, "I'm sure you understand."

"Of course." Yada smiled, "remember, I was part of the E-Class with Nagisa and Kimura. We were there through thick and thin though we had some fights, we all had to care and look out for each other because we're all in this together! Now let's begin." Yada took a deep breath, and began.

"Let's take the obvious thing out of the way, we were caught with a surprise." Yada explained, "the man came early and not without the collateral damage of one student. But in the end, we managed to get through it all. I guess we can say it's a win for us."

"Victory!!!" Soarin yelled at the top of his lungs.

"Shh!!!" Cloudchaser shushed, "other people can get the wrong idea!"

"The classroom is soundproof." Fleetfoot corrected, "Mr Shiota placed something to make sure sound doesn't get out of this classroom, and he also tinted the windows with a one-way cover so no one can see what's going on from the outside."

"Wow, you guys really are assassins!" Flitter blurted out,

"More like secretive." Yada corrected, "but anyway, no one got hurt out of this, not even Fluttershy. Speaking of which, how is she?"

"She can bear it. She's a really brave girl." I added, "I... We couldn't have done this without her. So if it's possible for all of you, to thank her the next time you see her whether for today or tomorrow?"

"Hey hey," Thunderlane snapped, "we all contributed to this plan. Don't give her all the credit."

"As that much is true," Flitter added, "you were doing the easiest job. Fluttershy had her life at stake! And not to mention Flash, we should also be thanking you too!"

"Let's not fall apart here!" Yada interrupted, "we all did something that led to Fluttershy surviving and beating the man. So we all deserve a pat on the back. Tell you the truth, It reminds me of the times where we planned out our own defence and assassination."

"Don't worry, I think we're happy that we survived." Soarin answered, "Flash for the plans, Fluttershy for the bait, the rest of us as the hunters, I don't even want to know what happens if we fail."

"Anyway!" Yada replied, "is any of you curious on what Kimura was going to do to the man?"

"The feeling of a plan well done and victory is currently on our minds for the moment, but sure go ahead!"

"We have a friend who's able to scrounge up information from anywhere in cyberspace, learning and upgrading herself everywhere she goes." Yada started, "she was originally designed to be a powerful learning weapon against Korosensei as well as any future threats to national security, but with Korosensei, she developed and regained a conscious."

"Your friend's an A.I.?" Cloudchaser asked,

"Yeah! Happily doing things an A.I. would do on her own, which apparently doesn't involve killing people, rather helping them, and by them I mean E-Class. That being said now, I think she and Takebayashi are beginning to have something between them, which is NOT work related... Anyhoo, she's the one who took a look into the man's database when he got arrested. Turns out he's not actually a psychopath orignally."

"Pardon?" The group spoke in unison with confusion.

"Before he was mentioned on TV about his people-punching crimes," Yada continued, "He had a small office job in an independent energy company that produced wind-charged energy equipment. Recently, one of his rants involved some political views and harshly 'criticised' other views when using Facetome. The company found out, and had him fired."

"Sounds about right." Thunderlane mumbled,

Yada continued, "the next form of search history he scrounged up was looking through various jobs that perhaps someone could take him, but that's so much he could do. Then all of a sudden, his next appearance came upon the news, being the people puncher that we know."

"But in that's the case, what happened?" I asked,

"Just what has been added onto him that makes him so crazy?" Yada asked. I immediately had an obvious answer. From the looks of things, so did the others.

"The tentacle?" Big Mac asked, Yada nodded.

"As you know, having the tentacle upon you can allow you to have another attachment that can be controlled by your mind. That tentacle can also have differing effects and functions. However, those tentacles emphasises your emotions and makes them much more honest. You can say it's something that will affect someone's intensity of anger, sadness, joy, lust, any emotion out there.

"Oh jeez, it sounds like whoever has this is going to get triggered by what other people say quite often." Fleetfoot gulped,

"It also deprives them of their humanity, or what some others said, brings out either the worst of a human being." Yada replied, "Despite our unkillable Korosensei having numerous of those tentacles, it turns out not only Korosensei had those things. Most of our challenging adversaries always had that abomination. Even a few of our classmates were subject to those tentacles before, and it was tough dealing with them."

"How bad is it?" Roseluck asked,

"Life-threatening." Yada sighed, "however, our Korosensei revealed that implanted tentacles can be removed completely from the body and mental systems of humans. Kimura's actually doing that right now, let's just hope those tentacles had expended to the point of no return."

"Students." A knock came from the door. Vice-Principal Luna, with Mr Justice behind her, who would never forget that voice?

"Vice-Principal," everyone stood up to greet our Lunar-looking principal, even Thunderlane.

"The quick 'defusal' was a success." Kimura announced, "the man is back to his normal self now."

"Congratulations Special Tutorship Club." Luna nodded, "thy execution despite the surprise attack went off without a hitch. We are proud, honoured and extremely happy to acknowledge that you and your club will continue to stand. In fact, we had high hopes for you to stay."

"Well, you did come and train with us," Redheart replied, "so we know that you care for us."

"Well said Redheart." Luna nodded with a smile, "the man still regains the memory regarding all he has done, and he wants to apologise for all the harm he has done to us."

"You're serious? Was he really not acting on his own?" Cloudchaser asked,

"Yes..." A monotone voice came from behind as the two teachers opened the way to a familiar face. We all stood ready to fly or pounce at the sight of the completely water-drenched man.

"N-No..." The man shook his hands to say no, "I mean it, it's gone. That thing, those voices." He showed his finger, no longer twitching or slimy. "I will admit that I was angry back then, but I never wanted to harm someone. I'm really sorry for what I have done to you and your friends."

The man's face... No longer did he have the glint of a beast, nor the vicious primal tone. He looked so down and exhausted, and his voice was that of a meek cat. Talk about a drastic change...

"Regardless, he is ready to answer for his crimes." Luna sighed, "all he wants is for you to forgive him."

"To think something deadly like that exists..." Roseluck replied,

"Well?" Big Mac asked, turning to four of us, "you're the ones who's got the brunt of it. So what'd ya say?"

Soarin, Fleetfoot and Thunderlane were silent. Staring back at the man with a conflicted view. I don't blame them. They've been taken by surprise, went through hell, Thunderlane and I got injured, forgiveness was hard.

But... There are consequences that I know if I don't forgive him.

One, this man will delve deeper into a greater pain the moment he's back in his cell, perhaps for an even much longer time. That negativity plaguing his heart is the last thing he needs, he doesn't deserve it, nor should any criminal.

Two, apology and forgiveness is very rare, because people have no remorse in the actions they do today. They'll do what they want, and they don't care about the collateral damage they bring upon because of how little it means to them. This drives many people now to just 'tolerate' other opinions and actions through apathy instead of understanding, acknowledgement or acceptance. Apathy is the most painful thing, especially on the receiving end. To be left in the dust after being screwed over, it's worse than being persecuted, because that is part of a personal interest.

Three, words are extremely powerful and can be used for constructive and destructive ways. It can elevate someone to brave the fort or cross the battlefield to advance their side, or it can crush someone straight into the ground, driving fear, sadness, and anxiety to others. It is what they say, the tongue is a double-edged sword.

Four, not forgiving someone will affect him/her in the long term, and it will always come back to bite someone in the ass, and not even some law or commandment etched on parchment or stone is going to ease that pain entirely. There was a student in school where his family was torn apart by others. His mother's pride and thus soul was torn apart by some feud or debate, causing her to commit suicide. That same party accuses her and the family that it was her own fault for being so 'weak', an insult to injury. But the husband knew, saw, heard and placed everything into view and balance, and he took it upon himself and killed those responsible for his wife's death, leaving the student behind with a murdered mother and a murderous father, all for an act of loving vengeance no less. Ironic, but it's very common. My late dad is an example after all.

And five... Well, It's not really much of a 'good' reason, but forgiving someone will drive the person on the receiving end into further guilt and humiliation, the best revenge they say. I'm definitely not wanting him to feel bad though, not that type of guy.

It's an ever-changing world though. Things go back and forth, and no matter how big or small, I'd rather change it by being me. After all, Mom, Dad, my siblings, the Goddess of Friendship, and even Fluttershy would do the same, even if it was her best friend. The moment that man seeks forgiveness is something I cannot ignore, because after all we've been through with him, he really means it.

Oh Goddess that sounded so preachy and philosophical, why the hell did I go through this? Ah whatever.

"May I know your name?" I asked,

"Windcaller." The man replied, "But I won't be known as that in the prison."

"Mr Windcaller." I replied, "there are things regarding your tentacle that I'm sure you were never informed of. In fact, we know the dangers it possesses. I don't know if you intentionally wanted this power in the first place, but I've seen you've completely feel remorse over the acts you've done. So, I forgive you, and I'm sure the Goddess of Friendship will do the same."

The entire student body turned to me in shock. Figures, it's always the first person that fires the gun, that everyone is drawn to him or her.

Soarin then turned back to the man, and spoke. "It's easy to toss the blame to others, never ourselves. Whether you got roped into the tentacle thing was true or not, you've still decided to take responsibility. Because of that, I forgive you too."

"Someone told me that forgiveness and pacifism is a delusion and a pathetic attempt to make yourself happy, that you'd rather see them get justice rather than accept their apology, I see a difference why. Those who got justice for committing a crime does not ask for apology. You did after what you've been through. You asked, I don't see why you shouldn't get it." Fleetfoot spoke,

"I promise not to hurt anymore people." Windcaller answered, "I no longer can, nor do I want to anymore."

"I see. Then I forgive you." We all then turned to Thunderlane, the only person yet to forgive him. We all knew this was a tough decision for him of all people. But what he spoke, surprised us all.

"You've got what you've earned. Twice now. Karma really is a bitch now ain't it?" Thunderlane grunted, "I'm happy such thing exists, and I ain't a praying or religious man like Brad over here. I absolutely hate this world because of how controlling it is. I mean, even when someone promotes freedom for whatever, it's still going to be a damn controlling system whether it's one or a group of people, and I for one absolutely hate doing things that I'm forced to do like you have. So guess what pal, you'd better take this to heart and remember it while you're in the cell cause I ain't saying it twice: Everything between you and me? It's cool from now on. I forgive you."

And that's the four of us. Granted, I'm sure no one was going to apologise until one person starts the chain. And to think those who are religious are accused being herds of sheep. Still though, hearing the others forgive in-person is even much more warming.

"There's one more person you need to ask for forgiveness though. The most important figure out of all of us." Thunderlane added, "and it's the gazelle you've fought with today."

"Ah..." Windcaller sighed, "yes, I know of her. Was her name Fluttershy?"

"Yep." I nodded,

"I wish I can but..." Windcaller sighed, seeing familiar police lights. "I believe my ride is here."

"I'll pray that your time in prison will be lenient. No matter how much blood is on your hands, I still believe that you can be atoned for regardless. It starts by atoning yourself." I spoke up,

"Thanks..." Windcaller smiled, "by all means, go ahead. I'm just happy to know that for once, someone really does care for me in my pathetic life before and now. One more thing that I was wrong about, she's no gazelle. She is... A dangerous Butterfly." And with that, the man left the classroom, heading for someplace that he is bound to stay in.

"Flash Sentry, thy have been commended for your actions." Luna sighed, "don't make us give you another."

"It's not for the sake of accolades Vice-Principal..." I sighed back. Please, I hate being preachy, yet I feel that I do it instinctively... Fun fact, the school has awards for exemplary performance in whatever you are known as. Your religious faith, your sexuality, your disability, your personal traits, etc, etc. That's one thing students and parents really like about CHS: Being commended and rewarded for who you are, not just your academic performance.

Now I wonder how Fluttershy is feeling right now. Will she ever forgive him? I don't know. I definitely need to let her know that he wanted forgiveness from the five of us. As of now, she's got a lot to catch up with her best friends, to apologise for keeping them in the dark regarding what she's been doing in the Special Tutorship Club. I envy her really, to have such caring friends. Sure I mean Bulk and Micro are still great company that I'd fully trust, but not so much in the form of what Fluttershy has.

And now I reflect on what Mr Shiota, Justice and Ms Yada had to go through with their class in their High-- I mean Junior High School. Their trust and friendship ring even stronger. Could Mr Shiota possibly establish the Tutorship Club not just to teach others in academics or assassination, but also to show how much trust between others matter so much? That it's worth throwing your pride aside for the sake of others? Under Mr Shiota's thumb, I had put my trust in people that I would never ever thought of putting my trust in them in the first place, and yet I'm even more thankful for this expansion of my personal circle of trust.

In the end, I just see that different lands with their cultures and ways bring forth many interesting things. And despite how many people hammer on how 'different' we are, it's actually really easy to understand and even follow.

Way after school, where everyone has gone home. Sunset walked towards the Wondercolts statue, a certain book open in her hands. As one minute has passed, a blue human figure hopped out of the mirrors, completely shaken on what he has gone through.

"Good Evening Mr Shiota." Sunset greeted, "shouldn't you be in the hospital?"

"Uh..." Nagisa quivered, "I can explain."

"No need to." Sunset waved the book in front of him, "I already know."

"You know?" Nagisa gasped, "so then that means those rumours are true!"

"And they were supposed to stay as rumours for good reason..." Sunset growled in annoyance.

"I promise to keep a secret." Nagisa saluted,

"Regardless of what happens, I should say congratulations." Sunset smiled,

"For what?"

"Ponies travelled to the human dimension through this portal." Sunset explained, "you though? You're the first human ever to use this portal and travel to the pony dimension. So... What do you think?"

"I have even more questions than ever." Nagisa answered, "but that can be left for another time. Though... I'm quite disappointed."

"How?"

"You've never even made contact with other lands unlike here!" Nagisa whined.

Week 3 Friday: Sealed with a Laugh (P. Pie)

Pinkie's POV

Hey guys! Do you guys want to listen to the most craziest thing that's happened this week??? It's so amazing that it hurts so much as I walk around, go to sleep or wake up! Ah well, it's a fresh new day, so lets get going!!!

This morning I had a very delicious breakfast. I had some pancakes filled with strawberries, blueberries, cherries, almost every berry that I know of, all doused in a great deal of whipped cream! The nurse said I should be careful with my eating behaviours, but hey! I'm still fine! Finishing my breakfast in one gulp, it's a Hop, Skip and a Jump to school!

Or that's what I would immediately do. Did you know how yesterday was such a doozy? It's how I ended up with these wounds and bandages upon me!

Quite a fun-filled day yesterday. Last thing I remembered was that I saw the man on the TV for known for harming people. Holy Moly! I was so excited to meet him! I wanted to let everyone know how popular this guy was for appearing on the news channel! Next thing I knew was that this man seemed to strike me hard with some sort of tentacle!

Then I found myself in the Nurse's Office with all my friends around me. Seeing me with such happy looks after I woke up. I think I even saw Flashy there! How sweet of him! We talked for a little bit and how if I had suffered anything bad. Ha ha ha! I really have such caring friends! After all, it's definitely nothing compared to what I had before.

Anyhoo, Nurse Redheart came to take Flash away to some 'debriefing', and when they were gone, Fluttershy and the girls decided to talk about everything that had happened. How I was somehow beaten up by the very meany-beany man that Fluttershy just scared the living daylights out of yesterday. Fluttershy then expanded about how the meany man with a tentacle came up and fought with them two weeks ago, and the reasons why the Special Tutorship Club was involved. I also learned that he tussled with none other than Mr Shiota! And that's how he ended up in the hospital! Wowie Wow Wow!!! That must have been so exciting and amazing! I wanna be there too!

Flutters broke into tears by saying sorry about how she kept secret about all this, it was something life-threatening, the last thing she wants is the life of her friends snuffed out in place of her, and she elaborated on her mindset via her backstory. This time all went silent, all went sad. Even me too. Who knew our kindest girl of a friend has suffered through the darkest of pasts! Poor Fluttershy, she shouldn't deserve that! One of us is enough already...

We had our shares of anger for our friend, shares of compassion, sympathy, and we all rounded it up with a strong group hug of happiness. And we all decided to call it a day. I had to go back home when Morning Recess rang in, but at least I was able to get a sample of that Curry Cupcake!!! Back home, Maud and the rest of my family greeted me with such kind gestures, even my dad. It's great to feel like a family that cares, even if it was just for a temporary time till dinner. Then dad is back to his own stone-hearted rock-headed self again. But that's not really worrying me right now.

What's really worrying me is all the events that happened yesterday. Being at home unable to do things right now makes me so impatient that I needed today to do it. I worked on everything. Push-ups, sit-ups, stretches, smile practice, I've got a lot that I need to do for tomorrow.

And now tomorrow is today! First up, I've got to meet with the girls once again, say all my Hi's and smiles, and secondly, I've got to go find everyone in the Special Tutorship Club for the same thing, that includes Mr Justice and Ms Yada and especially Mr Shiota!!! But that should come later since he won't be back till next week. As I was busy hopping through the school gates and past the area of the road that is now getting fixed, I spotted Shimmy and Flutters talking near the school doors. Eager to listen what was going on, I decided to hide since they may not say anything when I'm around. I might surprise them without knowing!

"Is that so?" Fluttershy gasped,

"Yep," Sunset nodded, showing her that book. "Somehow, when I was around, he managed to slip in. Then I got the letter from Princess Celestia that he'll be coming out soon yesterday evening, all untouched and unscathed."

"He's someone who likes to gather information." Fluttershy replied, "during one of our club meetings, he was eager to write down a few things as he was watching a student. After all, he was intent on knowing what was going on after asking me and the rest of us so many of those questions."

"Well in any case, can you keep an eye on him if something 'magical' happens?" Sunset asked, "He knows about it by the way."

"Of course." Fluttershy nodded, "I know Sensei's the type of guy to remember things and how things are meant to be secret."

Ooh! Our Neighponese teacher was the first to cross into the other dimension where the other Twily once came from? That's so spectacular and bestacular of him to find out for himself! Meanwhile, I just crawled closer and closer and stood up in surprise.

"Hi girls!!!" I greeted at the top of my lungs.

"Ah!" Sunset and Fluttershy jumped back in shock,

"Good Morning to you all!" I jumped with joy, "I hope you guys had no freaky nightmares?"

"Of course not." Sunset replied, "We were wondering whether you'd be coming back."

"Like I said, I had worse!" Pinkie replied, "but that's a secret!"

"Well, it doesn't seem like you'll be troubled by it at all." Sunset laughed, "good to see you're back to normal!"

"Anyhoo, you're just the girl I'm looking for Flutters!" I shook my ever-kind friend up, "you don't mind if I swing by your fun club today?"

"Fun? You mean the Special Tutorship Club?" Fluttershy corrected,

"Doesn't deserve that boring a name from what I've heard." I replied, "in fact, it feels really great to be one of you guys!"

"Well, I'm afraid that we actually have an English practice exam in the first half of lunchtime, but feel free to stick around in the second. Just curious about why you'd like to come?"

"It's Fun! Did you not forget me saying that?" I answered, "besides, It's not just you guys I got to owe, it's everyone that's part of the fun club! Flashy, Fleety, Soari, Cloudy, Flitsy, even grumpy-lumpy Thunderpants!"

"Thunderpants?" Fluttershy gulped at the name, "well... I'm sure you can find them all around, perhaps slip a thank-you letter inside their lockers!"

"Sure thing!" Pinkie Pie replied, "have you seen the others around?"

"Rainbow's got soccer practice, so you'll definitely find Soarin and Fleetfoot there!" Fluttershy replied,

"Applejack, Rarity and Twilight won't be here till school starts," Sunset replied,

"That's okay! And one more thing Fluttershy!" I leaned forward and gave a big kiss on Fluttershy's cheek.

"As a thank you for sort-of saving me!!!" I reasoned as Fluttershy touched the area of the cheek where I kissed with shock.

"So you're going to kiss the rest of the club I assume?" Fluttershy asked back,

"Of course!!!" I laughed,

"Be careful when you kiss Thunderlane. Have you heard what happened with him and Ms Yada?"

"I'll do one better!" I winked back with a smile, and dashed off to the soccer pitch.

Alrighty! I spotted three of my targets! Hope the Wonderbolts won't mind if there's a small interruption!

"Good Moooooorning!" I greeted as I ran straight through the crowd and tackled Rainbow, Soarin and Fleetfoot all at once.

"Gargh!" The three gulped by surprise as I kissed two of the top three Wonderbolts.

"Thank you so much guys!" I hugged, "I'm so happy you came into my life!"

"Uh..." Rainbow hesitantly asked, "why am I the one that doesn't get a kiss?"

"Well, were you the one who helped me yesterday?" I asked nicely,

"Oh..." Rainbow remembered, "fair point..."

"Well," I grinned, "since you asked nicely..."

"Just curious!" Rainbow interrupted while sweating all over "I just wanted to know why you started kissing them both is all!"

"Of course you are, I can tell!" I playfully tapped the side of my head, "now if you'll excuse me, see you all later!!!" And I dashed back towards the school entrance, leaving the entire team speechless and confused. Ahh, they'll get over it!

Second stop, Nurse's office!

"Hello??" I peeked in the door, "Is anybody home?"

"The nurse is in." Redheart strolled up, "how are you Pinkie?"

"All fine since now that I've seen you!" I exclaimed as I grabbed her body and gave her a big kiss like the others.

"Hoy!" The young nurse jumped back, "don't you think that's a bit too much gratitude for saving someone's life?"

"Why not?" I asked,

"I'm afraid medical staff aren't ethically allowed to do that, nor do the patients either." Redheart scratched her head, "but since we're not actually a doctor or patient, we can let that slide!"

"Well good for being students right?" I laughed, as I zoomed out the door.

"You are something Pinkie Pie." Redheart sighed, "to have such joyful spirit."

It sucks that I have my Neighponese class as the last period of the day, otherwise I would have had lots of fun saying hi to Yada, but there's so little time to have fun! Sitting through Professor Python's Math class and Mr Ramon's Spanish Class, Morning Recess is the best way to go! The track and field team will be practising today so I'll find Cloudy and Flitsy, and even Mr Justice too! Not to waste any time, I saw the Track & Field Team, running around the makeshift track, with none other than Mr Justice leading the way.

"Okay everyone!" Mr Justice spoke while panting, "as athletes, it's important that we must keep active, whether in our everyday lives, as well as our days of work! Constant practice will only get you so far! Not just in running for the last minutes, but even running from gunfire!"

"We get it Mr Justice!" Cloudchaser moaned and panted, "you're part of law enforcement, upholding justice throughout Neighpon."

"In that case," Mr Justice checked his watch, "time for the cool down everyone!" And slowed down his pace, "everyone make sure to keep your calves and muscles proper, and maintain your breathing to recover yourself!"

You know, I never thought a policeman would become a sports teacher. Then again, it's part of the job to fight baddies! As the group decided to sit and cool down with drinks, I decided to run up to the three of them.

"Hello you two!" I smiled, giving a kiss on the two girls. Whilst Cloudy was shaken a little, Flitsy took multiple steps back with great emphasis,

"The hell was that for!?" Flitter demanded,

"Just to say thank you for yesterday! Not implying anything!" Pinkie replied,

"Oh, I see..." Flitter calmed down, "but saying thanks or a hug is civil and good enough for me you know that?"

"Well, good day to you Ms Pinkie," Mr Justice waved, "looking better I see,"

"And all thanks to you and the Special Tutorship Club!" I answered, and jumped up to kiss him.

"Ha ha ha..." Mr Justice laughed, "we'll aren't you a cute one. Kissing was definitely not something that we usually do to express gratitude. But..." He bowed about 30 degrees, "just doing my job as a teacher protecting his students."

"You know, despite what many students think about kind manners and all that," I complimented, "it may get you a little bit of crushing on!"

"Ha ha ha..." Mr Justice laughed, "you flatter me Pinkie."

"Well, see you guys later!" I laughed as I galloped away.

"Alright everyone, we can call things done here." Mr Justice addressed the team as I left, "any concerns everyone?"

"Sorry about that Coach Justice!" A grey-skinned, blond-haired female athlete with a certain eye condition gasped for breath, "M-My ankle's hurting! I know we're just jogging, but I-I just don't know what went wrong!"

"Hmm..." Justice inspected, pulling out her shoes and socks and carefully feeling her ankle. "But of course. Your muscles seem to have been pulled beforehand."

"Coach?" The athlete asked in confusion,

"It's okay." Justice replied, "I understand how painful and concerning it is to have a pulled ankle. Promise to tell me next time? I mean, anyone should let me know if anyone gets hurt, I'll try and bring some medical items to help when someone gets hurt. Training is important, but not when your physically injured, recovery is just as vital."

"Aww..." Some cracked under his easy-going attitude,

"Ugh..." Others cringed at his easy-going attitude,

"Hee hee..." Cloudchaser and Flitter giggled at their new coach. Perhaps Pinkie has some truth to her compliment.

There's still some more time in morning recess. I'm gonna go visit the actual Neighponese classroom. It's interesting really... I swear that there's something covering the windows, and I've always noticed that there's not a lot of sound coming inside the room compared to other noisy classrooms, what's up with that?

"Hello?" I open the classroom door just a smidgen, no one's inside. Perfect! Walking into the room, my next mystery is to be solved! If Flutters and the club were able to beat back that man thanks to what they have learned in their club, there must be something special within this class that helps them out. But... It just looks like any other normal classroom... Unless...

Woah! My body is shaking a little! Something of a doozy might happen! But what? What is it? At that moment, I heard footsteps approaching the door. Uh-oh! I gotta hide! I quickly hid in one of the side-sliding drawers and left open a creek for me to peek in.

"This is crazy..." A female's voice sighed in irritation. "Who's idea was it to constantly send anti-sensei weapons to Equestria with completely unnecessary scales?" That voice... I peeked outside... That hair... Woah that chest!!! Yep, that's definitely Ms Yada. And from the looks of things... She's carrying a really tall bag. Wonder what that's for? Dead Bodies? No way... Is she a killer?

"Kimura better deal and hide this mess of a weapon, cause I have no idea on how to take it apart..." Yada grumbled as a loud thump and the sound of a cupboard door opening and closing. Then, I saw her legs walk back towards the door, and hearing it close shut.

Ooh! I jumped out of my hiding spot. This is going to be such a doozy! My body's shaking and shuddering so bad, that It actually hurt when I had to stuff myself in that drawer! I think I know where she put that thing. I hopped towards the long giant cupboard closet, and opened it wide. There it is! That very bag! Pity that it wasn't see-through, I would have loved to know what was inside. Oh well! Might as well open it up. Let's see, I'm sure there was a zipper around here-- Ah! Found it! Opening the hole a little, I took a peek and...

Wow...

Oh my Goddesses...

GASP!!!!! DAHHH!!!

ELKJFLTNSADFLKJAFLEKJGLKHASLFANEVIN!!!!

Who knew that Yada was carrying something so awesome and rare!?!? No wonder why the entire bag was not transparent. Otherwise everyone else would freak out!

This is the most super-duper balloon-popping moment of my lifetime! Ooh... Maybe I can use this juicy stuff for later! Ah well! Maybe that could come after the practice exam that Fluttershy mentioned. Closing the zip and wardrobe with a giggle, I trot out of the class and ready for my next period of work.

And finally! Lunchtime rolled in! Unfortunately, I won't be seeing Flutters in the canteen as she and her Club buddies will be taking that exam at the 1st of Lunchtime, so it's just me Sunset, Applejack, Rarity, Rainbow and Twilight at the canteen today. It's going to be mashed potatoes! Yay!!!

"You know," Rarity started the conversation, "it feels different when Fluttershy isn't coming around often thanks to her new club, and especially what she went through yesterday linking to what she has done there too."

"Ah think somethin's goin' down with the club, and nothing pleasant either." Applejack noted,

"Well to be fair," Rainbow started, "I did hear some more new rumours about the club. Ever since the fight yesterday. All the students think that Ms Yada and Coach Justice are known to be quite powerful fighters or even masters of some special fighting art, the same goes with Mr Shiota."

"And what's the reaction?" I asked,

"Mixed really. Some find it scary, other found it awesome."

"To be honest," Twilight replied, "I doubt that something that big of a secret would allow anyone to work in a shop let alone a school. If they did, then they would seriously be restraining themselves when dealing with students like us and I'm not sure any Equestrian would do that."

Rainbow shrugged, "I wouldn't, having a little girl constantly fangirling around me is troublesome enough. But Mr Shiota, Ms Yada and Coach Justice aren't from Equestria, and are raised very much differently in Neighpon."

"That is true," Twilight mentioned, "It's... I guess our ways of thinking are different."

"But we all live and breathe the same as they do right?" I added, "that means what we learn from them or what they learn from us is never impossible! After all, accepting someone's culture doesn't involve numbers!"

"Alright, I get it." Twilight sighed, "but you might as well tell a majority of the science students that."

You know, the things that I say surprise myself just as much. I think I just added one more step to the plan. I continued chatting with my bestest of friends until the second half of lunchtime is signified, then I took off waving goodbye.

I peered into the window that showed the interior of the class and saw nothing. I knew it, Fluttershy said she'll be having a test in the club, and yet no one is located in there. And no matter how much I try to widen my ears and hearing, I can't hear the sound of pencils and pens on paper, nor can I hear Ms Yada talking about anything. So there really is something blocking all sight and sound. Guess the only thing I can do is just knock. With that, the door opened and revealed no other teacher than Ms Yada.

"Why hello there Pinkie," Ms Yada greeted with a smile, "how can I help you?"

"You guys done?" I asked,

"Just," Yada nodded as she opened the door wider and showed the rest of the club stacking their tests neatly and nicely.

"Oh! Hi there Pinkie!" Fluttershy noticed me and waved with a smile. I smiled widely back at her and finally rushed in to finish off my kissing quest with the final targets in the room: Flashy, Big Macki, Rosey, Ms Yada and grumpy-frumpy Thunder!

"I'm coming!!!" I yelled as I leapt towards the final group, only to be stopped with quite a strong palm onto my face.

"Nope," Big Macki replied, "keep it cool Pinkie."

"Aww..." I moaned pulling my head out of his grip, "did the secret get out?"

"Nurse Redheart told me," Rosey answered,

"Soarin told me," Flashy's eyes darted towards Soari,

"Fluttershy told me," Big Macki monotonically moped,

"Kimura told me!" Yada raised her hand, eager to join in the chain,

"And 'Cloudy' and 'Flitsy' told me." Thunder sneered, "I don't feel like getting kissed..." He glared at Ms Yada, "especially with this bitch around..."

"What's this about by the way?" I asked,

"Let's just say," Yada winked, "a way of disciplining."

"I for one, don't mind the kiss," Flashy waved,

"Okay then! Mwah!" I pecked Flashy on the cheek, "perhaps you guys too?"

"Oh fine." Big Macki rolled his eyes as I gave a peck on his cheek.

"Sure why not?" Rosey smiled, and I gave a peck for a third time.

"You're forgetting someone!" Yada reminded, bending down and lightly tapping her own cheek.

"Of course!" I laughed as I gave a big one this time, mmmmwah!!! "ありがとう、桃花せんせい！(Thank you Ms Yada!)"

"And no matter if from the West or East, we also return our greetings. Since we knew you were coming, we prepped up for the chance!" Yada replied, "Together now... 1... 2... 3!"

"いいよー！(No worries!)" The club repeated back, even Thunder!

"Oh!" Yada gasped, "I actually legitimately forgot someone that you haven't kissed!" She pointed towards Grumpy-Lumpy.

"You come any closer, I'll punch you! I'm not kidding!!!" Thunder threatened,

"Oh come on!!!" I yelled as I leapt towards him, "don't be such an idi--" A sudden fist collided into my lower jaw, interrupting my train of thought.

"--ooooootttt..." I halfheartedly finished as Mr Grumpy-Lumpy delivered a very mad uppercut from beneath me, causing me to fly back quite a margin, leaving my head and skull full of painful vibrations.

"Thunderlane!" Flashy roared at the enraged runner, "what the hell was that for!?"

"I gave her a warning!" Thunder retorted, "she got what she had!"

"Thunderlane, this sort of violence between students is definitely not allowed in class!" Yada glared, "whatever beef you have with her, it gives no reason to punch her! Apologise right away!!!"

"I ain't doing that to no crazy gal!"

"Oh it's okay!" I moaned and laughed as I picked myself up from the ground and shrugged and shook my head, "Poor Grumpy-Frumpy Thunderlane doesn't even know how to talk or understand girls. What would you expect from a delinquent bad boy like him?"

"Why you-- I'm gonna kill you!!!" Grumpy-Humpy flew into a rage once again, this time having Flashy and Big Macki restraining him from dealing any more damage.

"Anyway," I turned back to Yada, "The club is really fun with all of you guys around! Especially with what you did Yesterday!"

"I don't think it's something to laugh about." Yada looked to the side uncomfortably,

"Oh I understand." I continued, "there are dark and lonely days where you regret something that you had done, but it's not going to help so much to show it so much. If anything, it would worry others when you have a sort of frown! I think after all that has been said and done, if you forgive yourself and others you've wronged after justification, I think you can come out with a smile and laugh!"

"That's very sweet of you Pinkie," Yada giggled and smiled, "I guess so." There you go! There's that smile! The sweet smile of Ms Yada!

"But before I get off track..." I continued again, "is there room in the club for one more?"

"WHAT!?" Everyone jumped in shock,

"Interesting, and why would you like to join?" Asked Yada with a curious eyebrow.

"Because it's fun! It's fun that there doesn't need to be any backlash or criticism about it! You gain new friends, work together, have better positivity for the future, and you keep so many cool and secret things! Besides!!!" I grin as I cheekily stare at Yada, "you do want to keep what's in the big cupboard a secret right?"

"Oh Pinkie, what are you talking about?" Yada laughed,

"You know! That big thing that goes kaboom once you shoot it!"

"Kaboom?" Flashy interjected, "you mean a heavy explosive weapon like a Rocket Launcher?"

"Yeah! Cannon! Or something like that!"

"I doubt someone would bring something like that to school." Soari argued, "I mean, bringing a pistol or rifle can be easy to hide, but a Rocket Launcher? It's like you need to break it apart and put it in a giant instrument case as not to arouse suspicion!"

"Umm..." Yada tried to interrupt,

"Actually, I just saw it kept in a pretty big bag!" I continued, pointing to the cupboard, "it's just right in there! You don't believe me? Check it out! Because I saw it, I went, DAHHHH!!!"

"Ms Pinkie, I'm not sure you're allowed to just look through the various drawers or cupboards. They do contain personal information!" Yada continued. Not coming out eh? Then time to pull the old trick in the book!

"But..." I turned back, "but what if it's a bomb? You know how dangerous this sort of thing is when it comes to explosives nowadays, wouldn't want you to be blamed for being a terrorist!"

"Uwah!?" Yada jumped in shock, her cheeks blushed. The club all had their eyes laid on her,

"What? Ms Yada is a terrorist?" Fleety asked,

"Wow, who would have thought?" Flitsy gasped, "I guess being shady was always the trait of a person in the business sector.

"Ms Yada!" Flutters jumped in shock, "We trusted you, Mr Shiota trusted you! How could you hide such a double agenda!?"

"I knew it..." Thunderlane growled, "you're more than just a bitch. You're the worst of all women!"

"N-No!" Yada shook her head and hand left and right "I'm not a terrorist, I swear!"

"Oh really huh?" Cloudy furrowed in, "then prove it! Tell us everything right now!"

"She can't." Fleety replied, "otherwise, she would die if she did."

"But that's impossible." Flashy added, "from a religious or a devoted perspective, it spurs someone to persevere till their grave. They have no qualms dying if it's for a good cause or for someone they love and praise be it Goddess, Nation or Individual. Suicide bombers are an example of that."

"But if that's the case..." Rosey turned to Yada, "we're in danger here! Everybody run!!!"

"STOP!" Yada screamed with tears of desperation flowing out of her eyes, "It's a Damn Air-Bazooka that fires Anti-Sensei Shells! It won't be lethal! Sure it would hurt a lot more than just an air gun, but it's been tested that it won't kill! No explosives! Just a burst of air!"

"Now that," I concluded, as everyone got shook up at the reveal, "is a confession!"

"Don't play with my heart, and don't try turning anyone against me!" Yada roared at me as she sobbed, "I'm neither a terrorist nor an assassin! I'm an honest businesswoman! I make sure I have a clear record, and I always turn down any shady deals!"

"You could have just been honest with us in the first place. We wouldn't tell anyone!" I comforted,

"Yeah I was curious myself, so I played along!" Cloudy smirked,

"Mm-hmm, same!" Flitter nodded,

"I-I am so sorry about that Madam." Flash realised that he was played by me and his own pride, and repeatedly bowed in apology, "I truly never meant to harm you!"

"I'm sorry too!" Fluttershy joined in with the apologetic bowing, "You are Sensei's most trusted ally! I shouldn't have doubted you!" Wow, you guys look like you were meant for each other!

"Jeez Pinkie," Soari frowned, "way to make your teacher cry."

"Fickle aren't we?" I retorted, "if you trusted Yada, you would have defended her!"

"I definitely wasn't." Thunderlane spat, "Ever since then, I'd want her to be out of my sight."

"Still, foul play." Fleety added,

"It's Joke!" I laughed,

"That's not helping!!!" Yada yelled.

"Okay okay, maybe I overdid it. Sorry!!!" I replied with a funny clumsy face,

"No actually..." Thunderlane grinned, "I think it's just beginning... Heh heh heh..."

"So..." Rosey decided to open the wardrobe, revealing the big bag. "Is this it?"

"Wai!!! (Hey!!!)" Yada yelled. I have no idea what that language was this time... Chineighse? Cantoneighse? I'm guessing the latter.

"Let's see..." Flashy walked forward to inspect it without touching anything, "yep, it's a bazooka."

"Lemme touch it!" I jumped over, my eyes full of starry excitement,

"PUT THAT AWAY!" Yada yelled, "ちくしょう!!! (Damn it all!!!)"

Hee hee... So I guess that my jokes can tip someone off the deep edge... But only because I love them! For first impressions of joining the club, I'm not so sure that Ms Yada's going to warm up to me immediately. But... I'm sure we can all round it up with a laugh in the end! For me, I'm having fun! And especially even more now that I'm a part of the Special Tutorship Club!

Author's Note

To: shiotanagisa@chsmailoffice.com
From: yadatoka@chsmailoffice.com
Cc: kimuramasayoshi@chsmailoffice.com
Subject: New Student...

Dear Nagisa (and Masayoshi)

We have a new student that will be joining the club for future activities. Her name is Pinkie Pie, and she's the one who was harmed by Windcaller yesterday. Anyway, she's going to learn about everything, just... Keep a really close eye on her when you come back okay? I honestly thought that everyone would be easy to understand and not get infuriated by. I was wrong. She is the worst.

Also, tomorrow is your day to leave, right? Hooray!

Best Regards

Yada

P.S: PLEASE KEEP AN EYE ON PINKIE! I'M BEGGING YOU!!! 助けて!!! (Help!!!)

Week 3 Saturday: Free at last?

Nagisa found himself sitting down on a chair completely made of crystal, set in front of a large round crystal table. He found himself glued to the eyes of the image this mysterious table was displaying, a large snake... No... A Dragon, and a serpent-like one, almost resembling a Neighponese Dragon.

Hang on...

No. A dragon's horns, snout, beard, whiskers, three claws, a fanned out tail, the sharp spines on its back and extra numbers of sharp teeth stretching around its jaw: Every feature of a Neighponese Dragon adorned a large snake as blue flames. It was a Snake dressed in the flames to become a dragon. Nagisa examined this image carefully, a ferocious reptilian animal known to strike in the shadows, dressed as a benevolent reptilian creature in mythology and folklore. Two contradicting personalities and behaviours as some may say, but there was something else that caught his eye.

Close to the head of the Dragon-dressed Snake, there riding upon him was a figure, no... Three, maybe even more. Humans? Ponies? Why is he thinking about ponies? Oh wait, that's right... Regardless, what he noticed is that these figures looked like they were holding on to the snake as if it was flying in the sky.

Something bugged him however. He could feel those figures, that they were riding the snake confidently and calmly instead of holding on to it for dear life as it flies upwards.

What is the meaning of all this? Why is this snake, dressed in blue flames to look like a dragon, giving numerous figures a ride upon its back? And why is it that this symbol seemed so connected to him? Before he could delve any further, the snake upon the image began to slowly twitch and move. Nagisa, wearily watched as it slowly began to wring free form its frozen form, and unable to react as the snake's head sprang out from the table and straight towards Nagisa's head with his jaw wide open, revealing fangs and teeth of bone and flame, and a hiss as loud and strong as a dragon.

Nagisa's eyes darted wide open, now staring at a bright white ceiling. Nagisa quickly darted his eyes, a door on his left, and a window covered with blinds on his right.

A dream... Nagisa sat up from his bed and peered at the clock. It's 8 o'clock in the morning, on Saturday.

Wait, Saturday? Then isn't this the day that he--

"Good Morning Nagisa." The voice of a familiar doctor greeted as a familiar man walked into the room. "After a good rest after the operation, it seems that there are no longer any problems with your injury."

"Doctor Whitesoul." Nagisa greeted back,

"I'd like you to slowly rotate your shoulder. Does it hurt?" Whitesoul instructed. Nagisa did as he was told, no searing pain, no heavy fatigue, just a simple constant rotation without any trouble put a smile on the Neighponese teacher's face.

"Well done." Whitesoul smiled, "it appears you have now been fully healed."

"Thank you so much Doctor." Nagisa replied, "Thanks for sticking with me throughout my time here."

"Take it as owing you for tutoring my Daughter." Whitesoul continued, "there's so much I have to do as a Doctor."

"It's hard sometimes when you can't spare a lot of time for your children." Nagisa added,

"Do you have any children of your own?" Whitesoul asked, "or are you perhaps married?"

"None I'm afraid, and I am single."

"Surely you have someone, do you?"

"Well..." Nagisa looked outside the window, "to a very small extent. She's a very close friend of mine since High School, and I keep in touch with her a lot more than most of my classmates. She's a professional Method Actress."

"Is she beautiful?"

"Oh definitely."

"Well then, perhaps she should visit Equestria. It would be a great place for a date," Whitesoul suggested, "meanwhile, I'll be filing your paperwork for a proper discharge, Nurse Redheart will let you know when it's time to leave, and it shouldn't take long. All your clothes are in the cupboard, so be sure to dress up before leaving."

"Sure, thanks again Doctor Whitesoul." Nagisa waved as the Doctor left the room. Not for long eh? Nagisa hopped out of bed and began feeling the hospital clothes. Ah... It actually works as a good comfy set of pyjamas, but he can't keep them. Looks like it's back to normal clothes once again, but even all the changing and he still can't shake or forget that dream for some strange reason...

Ah, it was great to put on his blue vest again along with the rest of his clothes. He couldn't even wear it as he went out two days ago... Checking the time, it was about 5-10 minutes when he heard a knock on the door.

"Mr Shiota?" Redheart called,

"Hello Nurse Redheart," Nagisa greeted as he opened the door to see the pink-haired young nurse once again.

"Looking dapper like the first time you came to Canterlot High." Redheart complimented, "I'm here to lead you out now. Have you got all your belongings?"

"Yep,"

"Then I'll take you to the main lobby," Redheart answered as she guided her tutor. Approaching the lifts, she texted a message as the middle elevator door opened.

"Which floor was it again?" Nagisa asked,

"G, always the G. I don't think you have the 'Ground Floor' Button in Neighpon right?" Redheart asked,

"Well some has the G, but we still call this place the First floor, or possibly just put a Zero." Nagisa answered as the elevator doors closed and the lift began descending. After a few seconds, the lift reached its destination.

"Ground Floor" The lift speakers announced with a sharp jingle of two beeps. As Nagisa and Nurse Redheart strolled out...

"SURPRISE!!!" A choir of voices sang in unison from all around him. Nagisa jumped with shock and surprise as he sees all the current members of his club creating a pathway from the lift doors to an opening where his two old classmates stand. Everyone were filled to the brim with smiles (excepting Thunderlane who just grunted) while some had the honours of holding party horns and blowing them like there's no tomorrow, and banners and signs that said 'WELCOME BACK!' or 'SURPRISE!!!'

"Welcome back Nagisa," Yada smiled cutely with her eyes closed and head tilted, Kimura waved madly with excitement,

"As much as I am part of this, need I remind you that this is still a hospital!" Nurse Redheart shushed, "so keep it down!"

"Everyone!" Nagisa greeted back with joy, "you shouldn't have! You're going to make the other teachers jealous!"

"Well that's what happens when they're not you!" Flitter laughed, "seriously though, no teacher could ever come close to you in being a 'good' teacher."

"Welcome back Sensei." Fluttershy stepped forward, "It's good to see you completely back to normal."

"Out of the way!" Fleetfoot yelled, pushing the shy girl out of the way and giving a big hug, "I miss you SOO much Sensei!!! You're finally alright now!"

"There there..." Nagisa laughed as he embraced her back, "hugs for everyone!" He called out, and the club joined in, boy and girl, except for Thunderlane... Again...

"Huggies!" Pinkie laughed back, as she knocked the clamouring students out of the way with one single Hip Check, leaving Nagisa open all for her own self, which she took immediately and spun him around as her entire body is locked around his.

"Ah!" Nagisa noticed the Pink Newcomer, "You must be Pinkie Pie, am I right?"

"Correct-a-mundo!" Pinkie smiled with a wink as she let go, "Flutters' best friend, and the girl who set up this awesome surprise party!"

"Well thank you very much!" Nagisa chuckled, unaware how to react with this very... Energetic girl. "That was uncalled for... And now's she's got this cotton candy scent all over me!"

"What? Cotton Candy?" Pinkie tilted her head in wide-eyed wonder, then she gasped and smiled in realisation, "that's right! It must be that new shampoo and skin cream today!"

"Ah yes, Body care items that now have full of different flavours." Nagisa chuckled in calm enlightened response, then found something strange. Did he ever mention anything about Cotton Candy to her?

"S-So Pinkie and everyone." Nagisa replied, "how have you been, we've got a lot to talk about!"

"I'm afraid that we can't talk much here. Talking in the Hospital's going to disrupt so many others!" Pinkie apologised,

"Well, so much for having a party..." Nagisa grumbled.

"But the party doesn't stop there Mr Shiota..." Pinkie interrupted, "I make sure that my parties are the best! We're going to continue our conversation at a very fancy cafe! Courtesy of Soarin, the Club, Mr Justice, Ms Yada and Yours Truly!"

"Oh!" Nagisa opened his mouth in surprise,

"You won't be disappointed sir." Soarin gave a mock salute,

"Come on!" Pinkie jumped with excitement, "last one there's a rotten egg!"

"Pinkie certainly is someone unpredictable... And really, REALLY crazy..." Nagisa thought to himself, until something else came to mind, "I'd better be careful with what I think around her. Either she's got amazing insight and foresight about me, or she can read minds!"

A 10 minute walk from the hospital and through various busy streets, the group stopped at a modest looking cafe/restaurant hybrid.

"Hello Soarin," An attendee asked, "As punctual as always, even when booking tables!"

"Yep!" Soarin gave a thumbs up, "and the time now is the time I booked for today right?"

"Correct." The attendee gestured towards a certain door, "over there."

"Wow!!!" Pinkie hopped around as she looks around at all the simple, but cool and welcoming atmosphere, "I've never been here before!"

"This joint opened business 6 months ago." Soarin led the way to the door, and revealed a well-spaced room with multiple square and rectangle tables located on the walls, as well as one large round table placed in the middle. "That's what you get when you book for 14 people."

"What's on the menu then?" Pinkie continued,

"Here," Soarin took a menu from the table, "the manager and head chef lived and was born in Marelaysia for a majority of his life, and has been making Haysian cuisine for a majority of his career. Marelaysia, Neighpon, Cantrea, you name it. He's also had a trip and learned how to make Western Cuisine too. Starters, Main Course, and Dessert. That sound okay Pinkie?"

"That sounds like a new flavour!" Pinkie gave her thumb of approval.

"I've been missing a lot now have I?" Nagisa chuckled,

"Yeah about that..." Fluttershy laughed with a fake tone. "How are we going to do this Soarin?"

"We've ordered a majority of shared dishes for each and every one of us!" Soarin explained, "Two servings on the Gyoza though, it's a favourite of mine. Have you tried Gyoza before back in Neighpon?"

"Gyoza is a very succulent treat." Kimura spoke, "juicy, savoury, and crisp."

"Beware though!" Yada warned, "we may be critical about it!"

With all the early planning and ordering, the preparation and serving of food was quick and simple and everyone begin digging in to the many common dishes of the Eastern side of the world. Fried Rice, Noodles, Dumplings, Chicken, freshly chilled lemon tea, the flavour though new and different, was completely immense as it overwhelms most of the Equestrians' taste buds. Everyone enjoying themselves while laughing at the many numerous jokes brought up by each other.

"So now," Nagisa broke through the jolly, gay, joyful and happy atmosphere, "how did the fight go?"

"As smooth and quick as a tactician would plan things, just as how we planned this party early." Soarin answered, "sure we had a few muck-ups when executing it, but we managed to get through without any major or minor damage on our side."

"Oh yeah, while we were also busy planning, we even had enough time to study and do our English practice exam yesterday!" Fleetfoot added,

"How do you think you went?"

"So-So." Big Mac shrugged,

"English was never really a problem for me." Roseluck shared,

"Don't get me started about it." Redheart moaned, "I find dealing with medical paperwork so much easier than comprehension!"

"You just have to try, and as long as you understand how it goes, then it won't be a problem. After all, I never was the top of my class in a majority of my subjects. I mean, I was never a high scorer compared to a few other classmates of mine and believe me, there are a few who outsmart me entirely." Nagisa sympathised,

"However," Yada broke in "consider yourselves lucky that one of our top-ranking classmates are with you now." She pointed to Kimura, "he's top in his Physical Education skills in the form of physical activity! Having him as your coach is going to pull the Track & Field team's reputation through the roof!"

"Well I'm flattered." Kimura shrugged, "but even as a teacher right now Yada, you've got quite an impressive record yourself in your Business Career. You've got plenty of Awards underneath your belt, and rightfully so! Perhaps you should be a teacher in business studies too."

Thunderlane smirked at Yada, "You wanna... Add Justice underneath as well?"

"That's more of a reward for law enforcers, but I do have plenty of good stories dealing with shady partners and underhanded competitors!" Yada answered,

"..." The class grew silent at that question and answer, staring eerily and shadily at the runner and the businesswoman.

"What?" Yada asked,

"Never mind teach." Thunderlane sighed, "so much for a failed joke."

"I'll explain!" Pinkie volunteered, "when Thunderlane said 'adding Justice underneath' your belt, he--"

"Okay!" Cloudchaser interrupted loudly, clasping a hand over Pinkie's mouth, changing her bubbly tone into 'mmm's and 'brrr's and all sorts of muffled gibberish. "Let's talk about something else!"

"By the way Thunderlane," Flitter pointed, "you can do something like that instead of punching her in the face next time."

"Yeah yeah..." Thunderlane rolled his eyes,

"Anyway," Nagisa replied, "another question. What do you think about Ms Yada and Mr-- I mean Coach Justice?"

"From a male student's perspective," Soarin started off, "Ms Yada is very pleasing to the eyes and ears. Eyes, hair, voice, chest..."

"What of a teacher?" Nagisa prompted,

"It was surprising to hear that Ms Yada is not going to be the substitute for you, but even Mr Ramon's Spanish Class!" Flash explained,

"She's certainly showing that she's very fluent in various languages, provided that she always likes to swap languages in-between words while speaking!" Redheart added.

"No, non, いいえ, nein, нет." Yada shook her hand left and right close to her face as a 'no' gesture, "I don't quite understand what you mean!"

"And Yada, do you think all the students are nice and sweet?"

"Like candy!" Yada nodded, then minimised her voice to a whisper, "except Pinkie. She's too sweet that she's... Bitter."

"I said I was sorry!" Pinkie apologised while overhearing,

"In that case," Nagisa laughed, "you guys will get along just fine!"

"By the way Sensei." Fluttershy spoke up, "now that the entire incident has passed, what are we going to do now?"

"Hmm..." Nagisa thought to himself as everyone fell silent once again, "we've got our contest happening. I believe it was on Thursday? I'm sure you and Yada have gone through what to do?"

"That was sorta interrupted by our assailant Windcaller. We haven't been able to practice or prepare." Flash added,

"Then that's what we'll be focusing on for the rest of next week!" Nagisa decided,

"That is good and all, but I was thinking on something else. You know... The Weapons training." Fluttershy elaborated,

"Oh." Nagisa acknowledged, "Well, he won't be able to leave the prison, so I'm sure that there won't be any problem of any more tentacles from now on. I think we can carry on as a proper tutor club as normal!"

"About that sir..." Fluttershy started, "we've discussed this over the message board."

"Oh?"

"I'm sure you know as much as we all do, that those tentacles are just the beginning. That's exactly what you came to Equestria for in the first place, despite showing how much you care for being a teacher, and the same with Coach Justice and Ms Yada."

"And? We'll still be around!"

"Will you really?" Flash questioned, "assassination and dealing with these tentacles are no different than facing surprise and pincer attacks in the war zone. You've fully recovered from the injury, and you're still bound to take them down right after?"

"The sooner we find out what's really going on, the less innocents like Windcaller will get unharmed."

"Don't you get it teach?" Thunderlane moaned, "why don't you take your head out of your bloodlusting ass? You shouldn't go seek and assassinate these targets alone, especially now you have us to deal with."

"... You guys don't want to stop training with weapons do you?" Nagisa blurted out in seriousness,

"Came to an agreement with all 11 of us." Fluttershy nodded. "You, Coach Kimura and Ms Yada. We want you to tutor us in the ways of Assassination."

"Before you start talking about irreversible paths," Soarin interrupted, "we've been shown that no matter what we pick up, we can always use it for a higher and cause for good than what it is naturally for. We've seen it with our own eyes, and we became from believing to knowing, or both."

"And how did you receive such epiphany?" Nagisa asked,

"You of course!" Fleetfoot pointed harshly at him, "Ms Yada told us that your Korosensei noted that you of all people had the highest potential to become an assassin. The skill, the talent, the destiny. Instead, because of an act of compassion and love, you became a teacher, or rather someone who wants to help others find and embrace who they are. Reminds me of the Goddess of Friendship and how she influenced one who cruelly persecuted her believers, to an important figure of her faith! It makes you more than just a teacher, it makes you as a really close and good friend! That's why we want to learn from you three!"

"I've always thought how ironic it is how an assassin becomes a helper rather than a killer, especially when it comes to teaching." Cloudchaser confessed, "I just realised how wrong I was. For an assassin to 'teach' others, give or take a few school terms, and we could be following the behaviour of an assassin!"

"Hey now," Nagisa warned, "training and nurturing assassins is the last thing I want out of my ideals, especially when it's not Neighpon."

"Don't take it the wrong way," Redheart replied, "you've been drilling in our heads that you don't want to kill anymore, we have no doubts about that."

"But if anything, you taught us that no matter what, there are so many things that we can actually do, and that we have no reason to bitch, moan or start a protest or petition. It's as Vice-Principal Luna said, you didn't need any rights or privileges to stand equal or beyond, just your own damn brains and brawn to rise above any issue thrown personally at you!" Roseluck followed,

"Neighpon. So few, so silent, yet disciplined." Big Mac chirped, "pretty admirable."

"We have downsides as per criticised by so many countries." Kimura spoke up, "so don't hold us too high in regard."

"How can I describe this?" Flitter asked, "as an assassin, you're like a snake, silent but deadly. However, with all that you learnt in assassination in High School as well as sort of implementing that into your teaching, you've nurtured that skill and power throughout your life that it has grown into a mighty dragon, or at least a snake dressed like one. However, instead of that snake-dragon going around killing people like you're some sort of all-powerful being that loves bloodshed, you instead carry those who are 'small' compared to others or the large world around them. Leading them to who knows where, possibly to a bright and heavenly future!"

Hearing that description, Nagisa froze in place,

"Yo Sensei?" Pinkie waved her hand in front of him, "you okay?"

"What did you just say Flitter?" Nagisa asked, "a snake in a dragon's skin?"

"Yeah!" Flitter smiled, "and it carries people on its back! You don't like that analogy?"

"No its..." Nagisa tried to explain, then gave up, "it's a really fantastical analogy, I thought Equestria were you know... So much into reality and whatnot."

"Don't be biased!" Pinkie moaned, "even we wish magic was real!"

Fluttershy coughed loudly at that sentence,

"Yeah..." Nagisa nodded reluctantly, "me too, me too..."

"So uh..." Kimura joined in, "we're going to be eating or what? We just scratched halfway, and the food is beginning to get cold!"

"I second that!" Pinkie raised her hand, "Shouldn't we be celebrating our tutor's return?"

"I don't see why not," Nagisa joined in, "now, if there will be no more interruptions--"

"Hey!" Pinkie peered out the window, "there's some police outside!"

"Oh dear," Flash observed as he and the rest joined in the sight-seeing, "looks like the Police has some problems dealing with hostage situations."

"Pfft, what a scumbag," Thunderlane voiced,

"Should we help?" Fluttershy asked,

"The only best thing we can do to our extent is watch." Soarin sighed, "so I'm afraid we might as well be helpless whether we're here or out there."

"Actually, maybe Sensei can be able to take him down," Fleetfoot suggested, "what do you think Sensei?" As she looked back, the spot that used to be occupied by Nagisa was completely vacant. "Where's Sensei?" Looking around, she noticed that the blue-haired teacher was nowhere to be seen in the room, vanished or escaped without any form of notice.

"Where did he go?" Fleetfoot asked, now with worry on her face. Big Mac placed a shoulder upon her to grab her attention, then pointed back outside... Behind the increasing crowd of spectators, a light blue-haired shorty wearing a dark blue-vest squeezed through their ranks.

"Sensei!" Fluttershy and Fleetfoot called as she ran out of the cafe, with the Club following behind. Approaching the crowd, the students and teachers were desperate to find their teacher. To be placed in a bad situation, the surrounding crowd were tall enough that a short person like Nagisa could easily go unnoticed by anyone. While the club was busy circling around the crowd or diving through them just to get a glimpse of their teacher, Flash decided to peek at the current situation.

"You law enforcing dogs better get out of my way!" The robber said menacingly, his left arm wrapped tightly around a young woman's body while jamming a pistol firmly upon her temple with his right hand. The cops on the other hand stayed silent, unaware of how to act, but made sure their own weapons remain pointed against the man.

"Mommy!" A girl cried out towards the hostage. Of all the cards to be drawn from the deck... This made the situation worse for the police!

"Stay away!" The robber turned to the little girl, "if you don't want your mommy's brains to be blown out, I suggest you stand the fuck back!"

"Waahhh..." Tears began to form on the girl.

'How cruel...' Flash thought. Then again, anyone would do anything to save their own life from death or humility, even to claim lives yourself, whether mother, father or someone of utmost importance.

"What do you want?" One of the cops spoke out, giving in to the pressure.

"Back away from the police car." The robber demanded, "and don't you dare follow me! If you do, I'll begin running over any pedestrian as I escape, understand!?" The police responded with silence and the refusal to move.

'This man certainly isn't holding anything back,' Flash thought to himself. 'Either he holds less in regard for humanity, or he's experienced to deal with cops or both.'

"Men..." The cop who asked for his demands commanded, "step away from the car slowly."

"But sir--" another cop protested,

"Do it, but make sure to keep the gun on him." The First cop replied. The robber irritatingly snorted as the cops began to make way and open a path towards the car. There was just one last person in the way, a very short man with light blue hair, standing in front of the driver's door, completely blank of emotion.

"Hey you!" The robber spotted, "step away from the car!!!"

"えー? (Eh?)" Nagisa spoke, pointing to himself, his deadpan expression maintained,

"Who the fuck do you think I'm talking to!?"

"わた...し? (M-Me?)" Nagisa pointed to himself,

"Do you understand English!?!?" The man impatiently snapped,

"ごめんなさい、英語かわかりません. (Sorry, I cannot understand English.)" Nagisa apologised with the 'no' gesture.

"You damn Foreigner." The man lost his cool, pointing the gun straight at Nagisa, "how about understanding a gun pointing towards your bloody face huh!?"

"..." Nagisa raised his hands outwards with his palms out, gesturing him to calm down.

"Then move!" The robber commanded, and so he did. But Nagisa did not move to the side, or to the back,

He moved forward instead. Step by step.

"Hey you!" The robber growled, "what the hell are you playing at!?!? I said get out of my way!"

"英語かわかりません. (I cannot understand English)." Nagisa repeated while continuing to march forward.

"I said STOP!" The robber repeated,

"英語かわかりません. (I cannot understand English)." Nagisa repeated once more, walking even more forward. Ignoring the man's remarks, he began scrolling his eyes around the surroundings, notably the crowd. Everyone now had their eyes diverted on himself rather than the man, or possibly looking towards whoever's speaking.

"You..." The robber growled in a ferocious tone, changing the gun back onto the mother, "you take one more step, and I'm going to shoot her in clear view."

"No!" The daughter screamed,

"Halt!" The First cop grabbed Nagisa by surprise, gripping him hard in an attempt to pull him back, "do not interfere in this situation!" Nagisa hastily turned to face the cop, glaring at him. The Cop's courageous and authoritative face crumpled into shock and surprise of this passerby and decided to let him be. With the cop letting go, Nagisa turned back and started marching forward as fast as he could.

"What the actual fuck!?" The robber then turned the gun back onto Nagisa, halting his advance yet again, "what did you just do!?!?"

"英語かわかりませ--"

"Enough of this foreign bullshit!!!" The robber rudely intimidated, "I am going to shoot you if you even twitch a muscle!!!" Nagisa stopped at that command. While his profane language was gearing and irritating to his mind, Nagisa was able to discern what this man has gone through. A fierce robber who's dealt with cops before and has shot someone in cold blood... That means he's an expert in committing felonies, and that he's had his life on the line before... Perfect...

Meanwhile, the CHS students and teachers watched the entire situation. Knowing that they had confidence in the actions of their teacher, his approach to this situation is certainly questioning.

"What the hell is he doin'?" Whispered Big Mac,

"... I know." Thunderlane looked up in an idea. "He's going to try something that he did to me the time I visited him and challenged him to a game of tag."

"What?" Flitter turned, "what did he do?"

"Do you know what I'm talking about?" Thunderlane turned to Yada and Kimura, and they nodded with certainty.

"What is it?" Cloudchaser and the rest of the students turned their attention to the two,

"Nekodamashi, or just known as the Clap Stunner. It's an unconventional technique used in Sumo Wrestling." Kimura explained, "the moment the bout starts, the user swiftly and loudly claps his hands in front of his/her opponent. However, it has also been used as a tool in Assassination, and Nagisa is one who had learned and used it quite often."

"How did you know about it?" Yada asked, Thunderlane returned a glare, and she smiled.

"Maybe you shouldn't mess with Mr Shiota next time."

"Piss off..."

"Clap Stunner?" Soarin asked, "you mean just clapping at their faces to stun them? That sounds really ineffective..."

"Nagisa's observant. He'll know whether the move he'll perform will strike or not." Yada comforted,

"But something that bothers me is that he's too far away for it to be effective." Kimura noted, "and with the robber threatening to shoot him... I don't think he'll be able to do that."

"Sensei!" Fluttershy ran to the front of the crowd, "stop it Mr Shiota! Don't provoke him!"

"Wha--!?" The man turned to Fluttershy, his gun pointing temporarily away, "he's a teacher!? Why you! So you do know English you moth--"

*CLAP*

He didn't have anything to draw the robber's attention on his own, but with Fluttershy's voice diverting it for a fraction of a second, that's all he needed. Right up close, Nagisa brought his hands together for a loud thundering clap. The waves emitted from his clapping hands shot swiftly through the air, passing straight into the dangerous robber's ears, straight to his brain.

"Graaah!!!!" The robber reeled at the painful soundwaves rumbling through his eardrums, and the vibrations roughly shaking his brain and sense of gravity, dropping all the items that he had in hand. No time to waste, Nagisa kicked the dropped gun away from the robber, pulled the mother away and pushed her to the crowd, then grabbed his head with a flying triangle choke, and slammed it to the ground, knocking him out.

"Yes, perhaps there is enough of this foreign 'bullshit'. Especially yours," Nagisa spoke in English, as he stood back up and straightened his clothes. "Okay Policemen, I think you can--?"

Once he let go of his deep focus, a wave of voices broke through and shook him back to what actually transpired. All around, people were expressing pain, tears, irritation, frustration, all while holding their heads as if they received a nasty headache or dizziness. Using his eyes, Nagisa found out that not just the robber, but the entire crowd watching him was affected by the Clap Stunner.

"What!?!?!?" Nagisa looked back at his own hands, then to the painfully distorted crowd. 'What just happened!? The Clap Stunner... It was only supposed to work on just one target, how did it affect EVERYONE!?'

"Sen... sei." Fluttershy called out from all the commotion,

"Fluttershy!" Nagisa ran towards his student, her entire body shaking like crazy as she too tried to hold her head in place. "Are... Are you okay?"

"What... Did you do?" She moaned,

"I-I don't know..." Nagisa replied as he looked at his own hands. What happened to his Clap Stunner? How did it become so powerful? Nagisa looked around... This entire carnage, he...

"F-Fluttershy, e-everyone." Nagisa quickly addressed his completely distracted class, "th-thanks for seeing me out of the hospital, as well as the party! But... I-I can't stay for long! Sorry!!!"

"Teach!" Thunderlane called out, "Wait!" But it was too late. The azure-eyed teacher turned tail and ran as fast as he could away from the scene. Unable to grasp what had happened to the scene, and what happened to him.

Week 4 Monday: Back in Business...

The news talked all about it yesterday. A veteran robber with multiple criminal reports met justice for the crimes he committed. The TV mostly showed a recollection of what happened at the crime scene and was able to show a photo of the said robber, as well as the video of him being shoved throughout the prison hallways.

Nagisa's contribution was anonymously mentioned, as the news and the police interviews note that the man known as a 'foreigner' clapped his hands at the man, which somehow affected everyone watching, and that they could see that man running away from the scene after taking the robber down. Whilst the police and people were questioning how he was able to do something like that, he was commended for his attempted skills, notable examples being some of the cops, as well as the mother and daughter. To Nagisa however, that was the least of his problems. He did what he can effortlessly do when disarming someone.

Regardless, he returned to school this morning trying to hide from the others, in the case someone other than his classmates and students may recognise him. Rather, the only attention he got was the sweet faces of students and teachers welcoming him back to work. Even the Vice-Principal seemed to welcome him back with grace. With that, Nagisa was certain that no one was able to bother him with what had happened yesterday, but he was wrong...

Around the morning, he was substituting for a religious studies class today on learning about the Goddess of Friendship. He noticed that Flash and Thunderlane happen to be in the same class and seemed really responsive. After giving his guidelines about what their usual teacher expects of them to do, he decided to give the text of the Friendship Goddess a read. Hmm... It was certainly interesting, there are some stories that didn't stray so far from Neighponese folklore or culture themselves. Looking through it, these stories within wasn't so black and white as some may accuse of. Maybe he should get a copy in his own time, as well as the texts of other faiths, you're never too old to learn! Oh yeah, wasn't his former Professor Bitch also somewhat a follower of the Friendship Goddess too from what he heard?

"Hey excuse me," Nagisa spoke to the class, possibly doing something else apart from their requested work, "I'd like to know a bit more on what you learned." He pulled up the teacher's information, "can either of you tell me the message behind the story regarding the mustard seed tree?"

Contrary to his expectations, a couple of hands did rise. Flash and Thunderlane were one of them. He was about to pick either one of them until a student in front of him just stood up abruptly without any form of notice.

"O-Okay?" Nagisa looked towards the student who stood up,

"The Mustard Seed is one of the smallest seeds that grow up into the biggest tree where birds are able to flock to them." The student replied, "similarly, the Kingdom of the Goddess grows the same way. Small, unnoticeable and unimportant, yet it grows into something big over the course of time."

"I see," Nagisa answered, "is he right?" Flash and Thunderlane responded with nods.

"However..." The student continued, "this parable is complete and utter bullshit like the Goddess of Friendship because she does not exist as proven!" Most of the kids giggled and laughed, possibly even cheered. Flash and Thunderlane sighed in disappointment.

Nagisa's face turned into a frown, "Thanks for sharing your ethos then. Let me share mine in return." He stood up and walked towards the smart-ass student. Unbenknownst to the two, however, Nagisa's shadow began to grow and change... The other students now had their mind focused upon exactly that.

"Okay then," The student mockingly spoke,

"When it comes to believing, knowing or acknowledging anything, I would find the experience myself, seeing, hearing and feeling the actual thing, rather than just go by the notes of others, be it a scientific journal, governmental bill or divine law. The best information that you can receive is for your own self, no matter how painful, dangerous or long it is."

"So what?" The boy asked, mockingly turning his ear towards Nagisa. "You want me to kill myself? Hey everyone! The foreigner wants me to kill myself just to see if a Goddess exists!"

*CLAP*

A furious soundwave pierced through the student's open ear, changing his mocking expression to an expression of shock and pain. He jerked backwards with his hands upon his ears, as if he stood close to an aeroplane engine ready to take off.

"Argh!!!" The boy growled in pain,

"Don't be dumb, there are many other ways." Nagisa sighed, "Point is, be wary on what you say or do because even if you don't believe in things that guide actions, your 'own' actions will influence others in a way that may bite you in the ass in the long-term."

"Grr..." The student growled,

"And that's one thing Ladies and Gents." Nagisa added as the bell rang, "your words are like the serpent's tongue. Be careful about what you lash out against, especially regarding heavy and sensitive topics. Everyone is free to speak their opinions, but if you don't acknowledge the reasons and feelings of the other person, or you do and are just literally sliding it across the mud, or YOUR mud, then maybe think twice about saying it, because that's just crushing an ant underneath your foot. The ant did nothing to wrong you, so why kill it?" The class did not listen to him one bit, however, as all around the class had bent over with their hands cupped around their ears or head. The looks every male and female in this class was similar to the smart-ass male in this class: Full of pain and anguish.

"Oh no... Not again." Nagisa looked at his hands. As normal as they always were, they weren't able to generate a clap that loud. That's when he noticed the second thing lying on the floor; The shadow of himself... It wasn't his shadow anymore. It grew to some sort of giant being with a round face and a body completely covered or made of... Tentacles.

"I... I'm really sorry everyone!" Nagisa bowed repeatedly, "Please forgive me!" And ran out of the classroom with the fright of his life.

"Dammit!" Nagisa slammed his fist upon the walls of a bathroom. He looked up to the mirror, wondering what had changed about him. He released his tension, experiencing the pain of the force colliding on his hand. He looked at the area where he punched, not even a single scratch or dent.

"But how?" Nagisa looked as his hand, still throbbing from the pain. "That hasn't changed... So why did that change?"

"Hey, Nagisa?" A familiar voice knocked on the door.

"Python," Nagisa called back, "Can't you see I'm currently using the bathroom right now?"

"Taking a poop never sounds like punching a wall you know." Python replied, "something wrong?"

"Listen, I--"

"I heard all about it from your students." Python interrupted, "they're outside the staff room right now, eager to talk to you. You wanna face them? Or should I ask them to come another time?"

Nagisa sighed, to think that it would happen again today. Well, he's going to meet the class sooner or later, so he might as well discuss it now.

"Don't worry," Nagisa sighed as he opened the bathroom door, "I'll go find them, thanks for letting me know."

"No problem." Python waved as the Neighponese teacher headed towards the entrance.

Outside the Staff Room, Nagisa met the eyes of those who requested his presence, Thunderlane and Flash Sentry.

"You okay there teach?" Thunderlane asked,

"This coming from you???" Nagisa asked,

"I'll be honest, that shit you pulled off today and yesterday really did us over you know? I want to know what the hell happened to your clap but from the looks of things, you're clueless as I am right now."

"I've learnt about it from Thunderlane on the message board, then Coach and Madam elaborated further." Flash explained as he clapped his hands, "A way to send a drastic change in volume up close to a target that has his or her attention divided or distracted in order to disorient them. It's difficult to pull off, but the amount of time given through disorienting them is enough to land an instant blow."

"Pretty much," Thunderlane nodded, "but the thing is, and I'm sure you're thinking the same teach, is that your Clappy trick seems to have taken a few steroids. We were far away from you, and yet--"

"It affected you, and everyone in the class. I'm sorry." Nagisa answered then apologised,

"I take it you were prepared when you launch the Clap Stunner, so you don't really feel the concussions yourself right?" Flash asked,

"I dunno, I never really thought about it that deeply," Said Nagisa,

"Well, it felt like a freaking Dragon roared straight up at my face." Thunderlane described. "But a very small roar. If you actually put more effort into that, you could easily burst our eardrums."

"But I don't know how to control that!" Nagisa defended, "I've always known that I needed to make my clap as loud as possible for the target to hear as much as he can when he's distracted. Now that I can somehow clap louder, it makes things much more tricky you know?"

Flash threw in a frightening suggestion, "if you're an assassin, making your target's ears bleed is a big advantage to make them vulnerable. Perfect for a killing blow."

"Don't you dare talk about killing people." Nagisa glared, his bloodlust upon the Orange-skinned boy. Flash gulped, he's been through so many tough things in his life: Military Discipline, Parental Discipline, bullying, mocking, and loss of those that are important to him... Things like that would make him psychologically and mentally tough, but experiencing the 'Killer's Eye' of his Mr Shiota directly, he can't help but feel... Afraid and literally threatened that he can't fight back.

"Hey Teach?" Thunderlane pointed to the floor with trembling fingers, "your shadow's changing,"

"What?" Nagisa snapped out of focus and looked down. The shadow halted its transformation, then quickly reverted back to plain ol' Nagisa. Nevertheless, Nagisa saw it.

"I-I see..." Flash noted as he calmed down, "so the moment you get triggered, that's when your thing kicks in. Do you think that also affects your Clap Stunner too?"

"Actually," Nagisa glanced at his watch, "you guys need to hurry on to your next class. We'll discuss about it in our Club. Okay?"

"It's a date," Thunderlane accepted, "don't you miss it."

Once again, Nagisa decided to put on his hood as he walked through the cafeteria, ashamed of the conduct that he had performed and ashamed to face the students after that act. From the times where he looked up where he goes, almost one student or two tried to avoid his gaze or even stare antagonistically at him, making him hurrying his pace.

"Mr Shiota?" A soft tug on his clothes.

"Yes?" Nagisa quickly spun around to face Fluttershy.

"Normally you have your own lunch in the staff room, distracted by what happened today? Thunderlane and Flash messaged me about it."

"U-Uh well..." Nagisa sighed, "Yeah?"

"Why don't you sit with us?" Fluttershy offered, "The most important thing I haven't done is introduce you to my best friends."

"S-Sure," Nagisa replied, eager to shake off the glares of the students burned into his mind, "Thanks!" Meekly following the confident young girl, the two came to the table of many friends.

"I'm sure all of you know who Mr Shiota is," Fluttershy introduced, "Mr Shiota, knowing that you have met Pinkie, Sunset and I, here are the others you haven't met. Applejack..."

"Afternoon Sir," Applejack politely tipped her hat,

"Rarity..."

"Pleasure to meet you," Rarity greeted,

"Rainbow Dash..."

"Yo," Rainbow Dash casually raised her hand,

"... And Twilight Sparkle."

"Good Afternoon Mr Shiota," Twilight bowed,

"No need to bow," Nagisa replied, "not especially what I have gone through."

"We heard Sir," Applejack answered, "ya clapped the frights out of a class today."

"It's interesting really," Twilight replied, "I've never heard someone who is able to disorient everyone in a room with a clap, it must have been very loud to do so."

"It also involves the element of surprise." Fluttershy added, "if you have your attention somewhere else, then you're highly susceptible."

"Interesting! Still though, judging by how the average person claps, no matter how hard, it would have to be very close up, and affect only one person."

"Right on the nail Twilight." Nagisa nodded, "that's how it always went for me, at least it used to... Now, it seems to be on 'steroids' as Thunderlane aptly puts it."

"Well that's when I come in," Sunset started, "Since you've been keeping our secret, Fluttershy told us your secrets too."

"That's what having friends are for." Nagisa shrugged, not worried that the cat's out of the bag, at least to them.

"A Former assassin. Explains a lot of your behaviours, and definitely how Equestria affected you." Sunset shared her thoughts,

"So..." Nagisa remembered, "that place... I got some side effects from it?"

"Enhancing rather than inhibiting." Sunset elaborated, "your 'Killer's Eye' and your Clap Stunner, and not to mention a Snake Aura that Fleetfoot perceived from before. Is it of you being an assassin? Or at least your talent and potential?"

"Yeah, my former Junior High School Teachers mentioned the same thing." Nagisa nodded,

"Since you've gone through the training on the occupation on how to take a life, it just shows how much precious life is to you, and that it's not a trivial thing to be gambled away."

"But of course," Nagisa nodded,

"So you're triggered by Death Jokes and threats." Rainbow pointed out, "that goes for Coach Justice and Ms Yada too?"

"That goes without saying. Although they may not react like I do."

"Okay then. I think I have an inkling what's going on now." Sunset mentioned, "as you know in the pony dimension, we harness magic,"

"But aren't those the ponies with horns or wings and a horn that can do that?" Nagisa asked, "I believe I only had wings!"

"You're a Pegasus!?!?" Rainbow gasped in excitement, "so is my pony counterpart, and Fluttershy's too! High Five!!!" Nagisa returned it with a smile,

"A different type of magic. I'd say it's quite at par with how Rainbow and Fluttershy can show their magic."

"Wait, what?" Nagisa asked,

"You remember the incidents that happened in the school?" Rarity informed, "the girls that managed to pull through and solve everything, that's us. But... We did it in a way where the only reason is 'magic'."

"We didn't cast actual magic mind you." Rainbow replied, "Only Sunset was able to do that."

"But what does that have to do with me or magic?"

"The magic that resides within us is based on what and who we are!" Pinkie answered, "you see, I'm a party planner, and my job is to make everyone laugh and smile! That being said, I wasn't at my fullest and I wasn't trying so hard on Saturday, so I guess you didn't see the ears!"

"What ears?"

"Here!" Pinkie pulled her shirt to view, "you see this emblem?" Nagisa looked at a picture of three party balloons of distinct shapes. "From where Sunset comes from, this is our 'Cutie Mark', our talent! Kind of reflects me and what I do here, not even knowing if I must add!"

"A... Cutie Mark?" Nagisa confirmed,

"Yep!" Applejack nodded, "and we have our own 'Cutie Mark' too! It's on my shirt right here!" Applejack showed him a picture of three 3 red apples.

"Because you're an apple farmer, and you grow and nurture plenty of them." Nagisa deducted,

"Right on the nail!" Applejack gave a thumbs up, "should be simple though."

"You see," Twilight elaborated, "it's not just us, everyone in this School has their talent and cutie mark, or rather everyone in Equestria. Fluttershy has three pink butterflies, Rarity has three diamond gems, I have a six pointed star and other smaller stars, and so on!"

"Even Flash, Thunderlane and Soarin?" Nagisa's eyes widened,

"Twi did say everyone in Equestria, so of course all the students in the Club has them too!" Pinkie laughed, "the only ones I haven't seen that has cutie marks or emblems are--"

"Me, Yada and Kimura right?" Nagisa interrupted, "I can explain. For us, showing 'the world' our talent or mark isn't really something we'd like to do, call it a sense of being secretive or just being humble. Some of us like to remain anonymous, and some certain types of laws require doing so depending on what we do. As a teacher that went overboard to study, the only time when I would remain hidden is when I did something to embarrass myself or others. Like right now."

"So it really is something to do with your honour!" Rainbow moaned, "filling your stereotype there."

"I understand that the world thinks of us that way, but our honour is individually different. I guess we can call ourselves too self-centred and judging ourselves to our Nation's prosperity and long-standing legacy. And if we really think it to ourselves that we can't fit the bill, well--"

"Suicide." Fluttershy answered, "or Seppuku or Hara-Kiri as you call it."

"It doesn't sound nice, does it? I did indeed think of such things when I was still in High School." Nagisa confessed, "because of my short stature, my lack in strength, my feminine upbringing, I had every incentive to kill myself or at least die in a blaze of glory thanks to my weak will. But Korosensei showed us that our weakness is still an important part of us, our honour turned into strengths. In that way, I'm sure everyone in Class 3-E will never ever think of taking their life. After seeing Coach Kimura and Ms Yada, do you think they would kill themselves?"

"Of course not!" Rarity shook her head, "Ms Yada has made quite an influence on the students! Her knowledge and wisdom in business are important, especially for me since I plan to run a clothes boutique, and I don't mean to use her as a tool, she's also a very nice lady. As for the men well... It would be heart-breaking for them to see their eye candy dead..."

"She'll take that as a compliment, definitely."

"And Coach Justice?" Rainbow described, "he's a strict P.E. Teacher, even more so than most of the other P.E. Teachers. But that being said, the activities he planned are so tiring, but actually really fun. Not to mention that he's really a sweet person when an accident happens or when someone really can't keep up. That being said... I've never seen anything 'Justice' about him lately aside from his Special Forces Identity."

"Then there's your answer." Nagisa replied, "we love you, you love us. We're not going to kill ourselves. Plus, since you know much about assassins and how we value life, we'll fight for it till our very end against someone who wants our life taken, whether joking or not."

"That's really great to hear." Fluttershy smiled, placing her hand on his, "thank you for thinking of us."

"I'm afraid to say that this isn't over." Sunset replied, "you see... When you came to the Pony Dimension, you already had your Cutie Mark."

Nagisa's face turned pale, "... It better not be what I think it is."

"It's quite unique and exquisite." Sunset pulled out a picture, "perhaps I should show it first."

"Is it..." Nagisa stopped her hand, "A snake dressed in the skin of a dragon made from blue flames, that looks to be flying while carrying a few figures upon its back?"

"Wow!" Sunset exclaimed, "you knew your talent right down to its very description!" And revealed the said image that Nagisa knew all too well: The Neighponese Dragon-dressed Snake. Flying in the sky giving a few figures a ride.

"And it's definitely what I fear..." Nagisa replied, managing to piece everything together. "My Cutie Mark... A snake, known to be a silent killer, dressed as a Neighponese Dragon, all-powerful and benevolent. A very deceptive disguise, like an Assassin, would pull... I... I don't know if I should really call myself a teacher after that."

"Wait!" Pinkie interrupted, "what about the--"

"Sorry girls, I have to go." Nagisa stood up, bowed in apology, and ran out of the cafeteria, his face full of fear and sadness once again.

"DAMMIT!!!" Nagisa cursed again, punching the walls of his classroom. So it was magic... Rather his own magic that he somehow got exposed to when he crossed into that dimension, so much for his curiosity. He now knew it all.

The time when he saw the mother held hostage right in front of her child yesterday, as well as the serious threat from the robber... *CLAP*... It triggered.

Today when the boy decided to just say what he says without considering others actual thoughts, or rather assumed that everyone finds this folly, which isn't true since Flash and Thunderlane are good examples. Then going on to challenge him further even with death...*CLAP*... It triggered.

The warping shadow.

The Clap Stunner.

Now thinking it through considerably, the only thing that changed about him when going through the other dimension, was that his assassin side of him has become more prevalent, almost to the point where his Teacher side began to wane, who knows what other skills have enhanced? This came to a concluding decision for him,

"I... I can't teach them anymore." Nagisa said to himself, "I've just become too dangerous for the School."

A knock on the door. "Sir?"

Putting that mindset to one side, Nagisa headed towards the door and opened it to Fluttershy, Pinkie, Flash and the rest of the Club, with Yada and Kimura behind them.

"Isn't it time for our Tutor Class?" Flash asked,

Shoot! He forgot to let them know!

"Since you were with us at Lunchtime, I just communicated to the group that we should go on the 2nd Half, to see if you'd be there," Fluttershy explained,

"O-Okay then, come in please," Nagisa instructed, and they did so.

"Listen, everyone," Nagisa announced, "Ever since Yesterday, and what you've heard of today, I've been thinking that I'm getting too dangerous for the school."

"No." Big Mac eyes' widened, "don't tell me ya plannin' to leave!"

At that remark, all the students jumped up and began protesting, until Nagisa clapped normally for everyone to remain quiet.

"I know you're all a bunch of smart kids, so can anyone tell me why I'm thinking about this?" Nagisa asked,

"Nagisa..." Yada spoke,

"You worry that you are going to be harming the school students from your disciplinary techniques." Flash answered, "most common and cliche answer, but I don't blame you. The gravity of the job in educating future generations is that your teachings may impact their lives and the rest of the world in the future."

"Nagisa, please think this through," Kimura replied,

"Korosensei never harmed us, ever." Nagisa reasoned, "I just broke that. From what you've talked to me about Thunderlane, my Clap Stunner sounded like a Dragon's roar to you. I did it up close to the student. How painful would that feel to him?"

"Well... Pretty damn loud, but don't be too hard on yourself." Thunderlane comforted, "he deserved it."

"I'd like all of you to look at me once again," Nagisa instructed, "do you see me, right now, as a teacher, or an assassin? Take your time..."

"A teacher." The class said in unison.

"Don't tell me you planned this beforehand." Nagisa suspected,

"We would sir. Thanks to the message board, we're able to give messages to each other in an instant, just as how assassins can easily pass messages to each other through signals, and especially regarding the mark." Roseluck revealed,

"Mr Shiota!" Pinkie raised her hand, "when we showed you the cutie mark, you forgot one part of the description! You never told us what the small figures on the Dragon-Snake's back are!!!"

"But--"

"Please hear us out," Fluttershy interrupted, "we understand that the Snake in the flameskin of a dragon represents how powerful an assassin you really are. But the small figures you are giving a ride to? That's an important part, better yet the most important of your Cutie Mark! You are giving flight to those who are little, you are their guide, you are carrying the people to the skies and beyond what they can do. That, is the part of you being a teacher!"

Flitter chuckled, "you know, what I said about you yesterday was purely coincidental! I had never known your Cutie Mark/emblem would be like that!"

"But... I'm not sure if the skills I have right now are affecting that part!"

"Cross that bridge when you get to it. It's a part of you, so you can control it! I believe that!" Fluttershy encouraged,

"Point is sir," Soarin spoke, "It's okay that we stumble once or twice in our lives. No matter the task, responsibility, or the consequence. Failure happens to all of us, and don't make it a disappointment or a fear of your power. I'm sure you had many failed attempts at your assassinations right?"

Nagisa gasped in realisation, a memory sparking into his mind. The memory of the Island Assassination. The plan, the execution, the executors, and coming to terms with Korosensei's Last Resort... And especially the fight in the theatre hall, what Korosensei had said to Class 3-E's greatest sharpshooters, about failure. Nagisa looked to his students, in agreement with Soarin's reason, supporting him not to leave.

All of a sudden. Everything around Nagisa went pitch black, and he found himself standing in the middle of an endless plane of darkness.

But he was not alone...

Close to him, just as it was in the classroom. He could feel... Not see... Feel their presence. That feeling was able to paint an image on where they were, and how they feel. But more importantly, he could make out the coloured images of his students and colleagues, stains of darkness pulsating from their body. But in a way that the pulsating stains almost formed a linear pattern of a wave...

Wait a minute! That's right!

The Wavelength of Consciousness. How he can discern people's minds, reasons, intentions and expressions. He can read all of his students, whom are saying the same thing. Each and everyone has their reasons for why they came. To do better, to feel better, to be better. Now that he's given them the idea to leave, it shows that everyone is against it.

And just like his bloodlust shadow-shifting and Clap Stunner, that ability has also improved. Now an aura of colour envelops everyone around him, representing further emotions and moods. As all of the students are sad to hear about their teacher, their auras are thus shown in blue, not even Thunderlane's grouchy face can hide his true mind and feelings. He's got more than just the facial expressions and breathing for insight, he's got inner emotion as a helping hand too!

"I understand that you want to be humble about your talents," Redheart answered, "but it really doesn't hurt to show it on your clothes, because we're fine with showing ours."

"And Sensei?" Fleetfoot continued, "this is who you are, don't you ever change that. Our talents can be used to help or harm and do good or evil. Believe me, there has been plenty of examples and cases here. The same goes for you Sensei, I know of you NOT to harm others and we're bound to have accidents."

Nagisa inhaled and exhaled deeply, now brought back from his focus. Wow, the students of CHS surely have a bright future ahead of them, who knew that they are people who would never give up? That's something he should need throughout every day of his life.

"Students," Nagisa addressed, "you may be right. Looks like I have a long way to go being a teacher, but I won't achieve that if I go, so I'll stay."

"Yes! Hooray!" The class cheered, throwing out shouts of joy.

"You know," Kimura asked Yada, "what do you think my Cutie Mark is?"

"I dunno, I'm quite interested in my own mark myself!" Yada laughed,

"I just hope I can apologise to the boy I harmed. I hope he can forgive me." Nagisa replied, only to be followed by another knock.

"Yes?" Yada opened the door to reveal another familiar face,

"Is Mr Shiota here?" The boy spoke, it was that same male student in the Religious Studies class!

"Oh!" Nagisa approached the kid, "listen, I'm happy that you're here, I want to--" Nagisa paused as he autonomously and instinctively read the boy with his Wavelengths of Consciousness. An aura mixed that burned hues of blue, purple and red. Sadness, Surprise and Anger... And his face... His breathing... No... Don't tell me...

"Mr Shiota," The student spoke, "my opinion regarding the Friendship Goddess still stands... But let me apologise for being rude to you!!!" He bowed, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry for being so rude to you and to others!!! I'm doing this bowing to show that I mean it (and that you're Neighponese too)!"

"You don't have to be an arrogant man to display your beliefs." Nagisa replied, "and it doesn't mean you can't use some morals from religious or non-religious texts to form your own code, that's what religious studies are for. If I did you something wrong like hurt you, I would have apologised as well, but It's okay now. Water under the bridge."

"Thank you, sir!" The student replied and he powered off.

"Sir?" Flash asked, "are you alright?"

Nagisa turned back around, a really wide and calm smile upon his face as he trotted back to the teacher's desk, completely full of energy and moxie. "Yep. I'm definitely fine now. Rather, I definitely feel better than before. I'm now truly back in business!" he exclaimed, "Now how about we work on the plan to knock Thursday's Club Contest out of the Park!?!?"

"YEAH!!!!" The entire class jumped in the air, raising a fist of victory in response.

Week 4 Tuesday: A Challenge

"Good Morning Everyone!" A young female student spoke into the microphone that connects to every speaker in every hallway, classroom and shared areas. "This is your CHS student council leader Cheerilee live, bringing you today's PAs for quite a long while! Sorry about that, I had other priorities regarding our younger School, Canterlot Junior School! Our first item is regarding our Special Club Contest for this Thursday! It will be taking the majority of the periods between Recess and Lunchtime, so congrats to anyone who has their most disliked class in that session, you're going to miss it legitimately! We've got quite some interesting entries: The Science Club will be creating some chemistry surprises, the Music Club will be playing a small serenade, and the Special Tutorship Club... How interesting! They've got a special drama-like showcase for us!" She hesitated for a moment as she mentioned the last club, then shook it off and continued. "Now the Second Item. In Week 6, we've got our exams! So I hope you've studied for it! Remember to frequently study and get in touch with your classmates, or join the Special Tutorship Club temporarily or not! Just remember to let any of the mentioned teachers know: Mr Shiota, Ms Yada, and Coach Kimura or Coach Justice as you may call him!"

"And that's all from me, this is Cheerilee, your Student Council President, Signing off!"

Fully exasperated after the announcements, Cheerilee stumbled out of the PA Room, and brought an open bottle of water to her lips, eager to quench her thirst. It sucks that right after the announcements that she has to deal not only with her school work but also her student council responsibilities. As well as being the helper or teacher in training for Canterlot Junior School. So much to do, and so little time to prepare! Perhaps she should have taken Big Mac's advice of taking it slowly but it's really too late at that point. It's also too late for her to notice that a figure around her height was walking towards her just as distracted. Te two bumped together, but not into a drastic and dramatic heap. Cheerilee took her mind out of her problems ready to scold and tell off whoever she bumped into, teacher or student, but who she collided with was an even bigger surprise.

"Oops!" A Lapis coloured, azure-eyed teacher apologised with a bow, "So sorry for bumping into you, I was distracted."

"It's okay." Cheerilee re-straightened her load of papers and folders with care. As she watched Nagisa dust his arms and clothes off, she noticed something peculiar that wasn't there the last time she saw him.

"That's very interesting." Cheerilee pointed towards a Dragon-like Snake in blue flames imprinted on the bottom of his Waistcoat. "Is this your 'Talent'?"

"Yeah. Rarity sowed it on free of charge." Nagisa nodded, "we never really wear our 'marks' back in Neighpon, as no one really seems to mind or care. To be honest, I never really gave much artistic thought to it myself. It's really hard to come up with an image that would fit who you are."

"Of course," Cheerilee laughed, "after all, I do remember three or more of my students scrambling to discover and describe their talents since a majority of them had done it at a young age."

"Seems pretty early." Nagisa discussed, "if it was Neighpon, the idea of our marks and talents would mostly come around High School. Why we even have a parent-teacher discussion regarding our future careers!"

"I see," Cheerilee continued, "in that case, did you ever discuss with your parents and teacher on being something strong, violent, any other rough job OTHER than being a teacher?"

"I'm sorry?" Nagisa tilted his head,

"I mean no offence." Cheerilee explained, "But I've heard plenty of numerous rumours from the students regarding you. A man that gives threatening or horrific looks to his students in order for them to behave."

"Oh that's a pretty common concept." Nagisa replied, "But it's only for disciplining people if they're really distracting or offensive towards others. This is a place for study, not for physical and verbal violence."

"I hope that rumour yesterday wasn't true."

"You mean clapping them to shock?" Nagisa asked, "I'm afraid not. Coming straight from my mouth, I did indeed generate a lot of noise to distort them, but I did apologise. That being said, when I normally did that before, it only affected one person, and it's the one person that was misbehaving."

"Mr Shiota, with all due respect, This is Equestria, rules regarding teacher conduct with students are quite strict. I don't know the school rules regarding education in Neighpon, but especially in Canterlot High School, that's a big no-no, right from the Department of Education."

"Well, how about I share my way of teaching over some tea?" Nagisa offered, "if you know so much about your country's education, I don't mind sharing you my way of how I did it. If every teacher strictly follows guidelines and regulations, there wouldn't be so much difference or diversity in personality between the teachers, and School would become pretty dull eh?"

"Okay then," Cheerilee nodded, "I'm happy to talk, but not at this time. I've got a horrible lot on my shoulders to take off. Would you like to appoint a date?"

"Second half of Lunchtime, in my classroom. It will happen right after the Special Tutorship Club."

"Ah..." Cheerilee nodded reluctantly, "I've got another issue with that, but that's a different story. See you then Mr Shiota." And with that, the young student teacher walked away gracefully and swiftly. Leaving Nagisa with great interest,

"So it seems some students know what they want to be in the future..." Nagisa mumbled to himself, "That makes things all the more interesting."

Breezing through the morning class with no more troubles, Nagisa was able to make it without any form of guilt affecting him. As he approached his classroom, he noticed that a student was standing next to the door, nervously to add as well.

"Excuse me?" Nagisa asked, "Can I help you?" Nagisa got a bigger picture of the student now. A male student with a Light blue coloured skin and dark blue hair was standing next to his door wearing a normal dark blue polo shirt with a pair of quaver music notes on it. The boy's hair between medium to short in length, and had a spiky fringe on the frontwards, but not as intense as Flash's.

"Yeah." The Student shuffled, trying to avoid eye contact.

"It's fine to look directly eye-to-eye." Nagisa encouraged, "this isn't Neighpon."

"No it's..." The student turned around "... It's nothing to do with nationality." Nagisa gazed at the boy's eyes. Amber in colour, and ambient and light to boot. The more notable feature is a bright white Orthoptic eye gauze patched firmly upon his right eye.

"And who might you be?" Nagisa asked, taking the interesting thought aside.

"I'm Noteworthy." The boy introduced, "It's nice to meet you sir."

"Come in! Come in!" Nagisa opened the door, "We have lots of time before the rest come in." Noteworthy walked in without a word and sat in the nearest chair. Nagisa grabbed the chair next to it and sat opposite him.

"I take it you are interested in this club?" Nagisa asked,

"Sort of," Noteworthy slowly nodded,

"Hmm..." Nagisa examined as he pulled out a notebook, and began scribbling notes. Man, ever since he was at the hospital, he wasn't able to take notes about his students. Now, look how many of them had joined! He's got lots of catching up to do himself.

"So Noteworthy, do you have any hobbies or things that you do at school right now?"

"For starters, I am a pianist in my 5th Grade. I'm part of the CHS Concert Band and know a few tricks of a handyman."

"Interesting!"

"I'm also..." Noteworthy took a deep breath, "... A victim of the student assault by that criminal three weeks ago." Nagisa gasped, of all the luck.

"I-It must have been traumatising." Nagisa tried to sympathise,

"It's okay." Noteworthy huffed, shaking his head, "I've been through worse. I was happy to see that man being outsmarted by the students last Thursday."

"Well, what can I say?" Nagisa asked, "they're very protective of their school!"

"That's great to hear," Noteworthy nodded, "but as much as Spirit and resolve can bolster the confidence and courage of the man greatly, There's also the matter of skill. I don't think a group of students can pull such a plan. So I looked more into it, and it turns out the students and teachers part of that defence was from the Special Tutorship Club, run by you."

"I take it you also heard the rumours about me?" Nagisa prompted,

"A teacher with the scariest of smiles and gazes. A man with tricks that meets more than the eye. I'm sure dealing with such a dangerous man isn't out of the ballpark, am I right?"

"That was all Flash Sentry's doing, the plan-making." Nagisa replied, "me? I was still stuck in the hospital back then, injured by the very same man that attacked you. I'm not sure the pain I felt is as the same towards you."

"I see." Noteworthy comforted, placing a hand upon the short teacher's shoulder. "You don't have to worry about me so much, it’s not as bad as you think. Being mutilated for being weak is much better than being called being weak. At least I'm able to legitimately escape from the usual people who call me a cyclops or a one-eye. From there, it never hurt as bad as compared to those who love to constantly 'remind' me that I'm a disabled person because I somehow angered the Goddess of the Sun for committing such sinful acts inside the womb."

"And do you believe in said Goddess?" Nagisa asked,

"I'm a Lunarist, Follower of the Lunar Goddess, like Vice-Principal Luna by the way. Besides, I know those people who harass me for being the devil's child are well aware that they have no care with any of the deities that oversee this world. I'd say it possibly explains their obnoxious behaviour."

"Not everyone is perfect, and not everyone is nice for that matter."

"But at least the people that learn from you, they get better right?" Noteworthy continued, "Thunderlane's always known for his horrendous behaviour with the teachers and some students, but ever since you came in, there's been fewer concerns and complaints about him."

"As long as he's still the jerk everyone knows, keeping it lowdown is probably for the better for him."

"Mr Shiota, I'd like to join your club." Noteworthy requested, "I want to make sure that I can be a better man, and that people won't look down on me for having this shameful thing."

"Then can you do me the honours of telling me the reasons on the eye patch." Nagisa asked, "Disease?"

"Sorry," Noteworthy apologised, "but that's not the type of information I share with anyone."

"But that's the sole reason why you wanted to join in the first place hmm? So people can overlook your eye?"

"Well..." Noteworthy stammered, "You’re not wrong... But I still don't see a proper reason why I should tell you."

"Because those who have joined the Special Tutorship Club properly instead of a one-off tutoring session, know the dangers of doing so."

"Happy to take it, but it's not a worthy trade on why I got the eye," Noteworthy replied.

"Alright then." Nagisa smiled, "Then let's see why..." He took a small glance at the eye-patched boy, discerning him from his facial expressions, mind and emotion.

"Okay then," Nagisa stood up, "I think I understand why."

"Oh really?" Noteworthy asked, "You’re a doctor?"

"No, but I know a complex and intricate soul and mind when I see one. Just one small test..." Nagisa replied, "There is something quite intricate about this classroom itself. Without picking the place apart, can you guess what?"

"From the looks of things," Noteworthy looked around, "there's nothing wrong with it at the moment. Anyone who relies solely on sight that is." Noteworthy took a deep breath, closed his working eye and...

"Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti Do!!!" He sang with a deep yet clear tenor voice, the soundwaves echoing across the room with great range. Nagisa was taken aback by his singing, but the rest was silence.

"Soundproofed walls." Noteworthy answered, "Acoustic foam within them?"

"Congratulations." Nagisa nodded, "You really are a music student. You like playing instruments?"

"It is a powerful medium that can shake and allure even the sturdiest and densest of souls," Noteworthy answered,

"What would you like to do once you get to College?"

"Well, I strive to be a famous musician as obvious as it is." Noteworthy answered, "But my parents tell me I need to have a 'reality check'; a 'backup plan'. So that's the bigger concern."

"Hey, Musicians are better off than being a teacher, especially in pay rate."

"True, but teaching yields greater merit for yourself, as well as future generations. Have you ever received gifts from your students?"

"Touché." Nagisa laughed, remembering the time where he was given a bouquet of flowers from Fleetfoot. "You definitely are more than you try to prove, so let us and the rest of the club help you with that. Welcome to the Special Tutorship Club Noteworthy. Now can you let the others in?"

"Sure thing Mr Shiota." Noteworthy bowed and trotted towards the door.

"What a surprise!" Thunderlane hooted as he and the rest of the class poured in, "looks like the musical pirate joined the trash to treasure troupe!"

"It's nice to see you too Thunderlane." Noteworthy grumbled, "And that you aren't different than usual."

"That reminds me," Yada informed, "make sure that you invite Noteworthy to the Message Board if any of you have the chance."

"Huh?" Pinkie raised her hand, "what about me? I didn't know of such a thing!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Yada laughed crudely, "then there you go! Don't... Forget... Pinkie."

"She still hasn't let it go..." Pinkie giggled,

"Anyway, I've got your English exams back. You guys wanna hear your marks, or focus on the contest?" Nagisa offered, the students began looking at each other, wondering if they can catch each other's expressions.

"Vote of hands," Kimura spoke up, "who wants to hear their marks?"

Not a single hand was raised,

"So it's the contest then?" Kimura asked, and all the students raised their hands.

"Then what are we waiting for???" Yada clapped her hands and pulled out a large box underneath, "I've been busy during Sunday and this Morning. Got my hands on more goods for Thursday!"

The class broke into interest and amusement as they scrambled to see what was in the box, while others just casually shifted the room for preparations.

"Thunderlane?" Yada cooed, "I have a wonderful gift for you!"

"What is it?" Thunderlane grouched, completely detesting the atmosphere of his 'thirsty' and 'stacked' teacher. Yada opened the box's lid and pulled out the first thing on top. A blackish-grey outfit with a special hood that covers all of the head but the eyes.

"No way..." Thunderlane's eyes widened. "Is that what I think it is!?"

"Complete with your own set of tabi!" Yada pulled out a set of ninja-tabi boots with a pair of tabi socks. "And all a little bit bigger than your normal sizes, so you can grow into it as you get bigger! Give it a try!"

"Just so you know, I'll bite just this once!" Thunderlane huffed as he snatched the clothes and put the top robe upon his body,

"Well hey! It really does feel like a good fit!" Thunderlane examined himself. "How do you know my measurements?"

"Trade secret!" Yada put a finger to her lips with a wink, causing Thunderlane to grouch again.

"Cloudchaser? Redheart?" Yada turned around, "I've got two clothes for you! They're not kimonos, but I've managed to make them fit your colour scheme! These are Kosode, short-sleeve robes worn by both male and female and can be used as outside or inside wear."

"Yes!" Cloudchaser squealed as she took a Kosode with cloud-like patterns, "it fits me so much!"

"Redheart, yours is a bit different." Yada passed another one that was white all over with a red trim lining the edges of the Kosode. "To match the health symbol of red and white, I also brought along a rather large red fabric that wraps around your stomach for health reasons. Fitting for a nurse I think!"

"Hmm..." Redheart looked at the items, "it's really nice."

"Now there are plenty of other things that I have, small props," Yada replied, pulling out hats and masks. "Feel free to put them on for the ride!"

"Now for the other thing," Kimura turned to Flash and Big Mac, "how's your fight going? Any questions?"

"Should we show them Mac?" Flash asked, picking up two wooden katanas from the box,

"Sure thing." Big Mac nodded as he took one of the wood katanas, and prepped himself in his draw stance. Flash looked at his rather short sword and held it in an awkward position.

"You seem dissatisfied," Fluttershy asked,

"It's nothing," Flash replied as he spun his blade for practice, then held it in front. "Ready?"

"Hya!" Big Mac swiftly launched forward, swinging his in a rotating angle. Flash angled the blade as fast as he could to block the oncoming blow, but the force of Big Mac's swing was so powerful, he had to use his other hand to stop his own sword from flying away. Shrugging it off, Flash delivered an overhead slash, striking Big Mac's sword block. The sound of the clashing wood echoed throughout the room.

"Gah, time out." Flash sighed as he withdrew his blade. He began spinning it around, trying to match the flow of the sword with his own. After a few minutes of weapon-to-body positioning, stance comparing, as well as his handling on the sword itself, he gave a sigh.

"Yeah, I am sort of dissatisfied." Flash sighed,

"Sword training isn't your forte is it?" Yada asked,

"Nope," Big Mac shook his head, "it looks like you have more experience with other weapons."

"What Mac said," Flash replied, "The Katana is a great weapon, I know and believe so. But from what I've been through, I'm more into weapons that involve two-handed weapons instead of versatile one-to-two hands."

"Woah," Flitter gasped, "how can you tell Big Mac?"

"Ya see..." Big Mac replied, blowing on his sword to remove any dust or loose splinters, "the Apple Family is quite extensive, even in other countries and nations. We learn a lot more than just apple farmin'."

"So that's your family secret." Kimura replied, "And I'm betting that draw stance is from one of your family members who happen to be Neighponese."

"You got it." Big Mac replied, "The late Fuji Apple. As his name implies, he's an immigrant from Neighpon and became part of the Apples through marriage, he's the most humble ever. Taught the family a bit of Neighpon or two, before his passin'."

"It really is a small world is it?" Soarin chuckled,

"And kinda thankful and glad fer that." Big Mac chuckled, "now Sentry. This is the second time we've properly duelled, and ah can tell that a katana's not the weapon fer you. As you said, yer a two-hander, and I'd wager ya had a hand in pole weapons from how ya stand. More specifically Bōjutsu."

"Exactly." Flash nodded, "How clever of you to denote my fighting style that quickly."

"So Madam." Big Mac turned to Yada, "you happen to have one of em' two-handed stick weapons in there? Quarterstaffs, Bō Staffs."

"Oh? Well, it’s a good thing I prepared for that!" Yada laughed, "I've got neither Quarterstaffs nor the Bō, but..." She walked over to the nearby tall drawer where they last saw the bazooka and pulled out the wooden pole with a smoothly carved wooden blade on one side, "I have the Naginata! Catch!"

"Thanks," Flash thanked, catching the long-ranged stick without any effort, "you always come prepared Madam. I bet there's a talent out of that."

"Give it a whirl!" Big Mac offered as he stepped back,

"With pleasure." Flash nodded. Flash moved the weapon around with his two hands, looking at the design of the weapon, and noting the large-like wooden blade area on one side. Once getting used to it, he spun the naginata with great acceleration above his head, leaving the audience amazed. With a quick change of his hand movements, he moved the weapon to his side, rotating the continually spinning weapon, changing from a Flying swing to a Ferris wheel.

"Hah!" Flash gripped the naginata near the base, stopping his spinning, and began thrusting the weapon against an imaginary enemy. Each lunge that he made was swift and quick on bringing the blade-end forward and bringing it back. After eight quick stabs, he stepped forward and spun his weapon once again. This time, he lifted his leg and held his Naginata diagonally downwards, but also behind his body. His left arm holding close to the blade which is around his legs, and the other hand gripping close to the un-bladed end close to his head.

"Show-off." Big Mac coughed. Letting go of the pose, Flash began slashing the air instead of the usual stabbing. The momentum of his swing and slash were just as fast as his lunges, one could say his attacks are as quick as a flash. The crowd applauded as he finished with an overhead slash.

"Now that..." Flash replied, performing one final accelerating spin on his naginata before slamming its base firmly on the ground, "Is my kind of weapon!"

"Glad to hear it," Big Mac laughed, readying his katana, "wanna take it from the top one more time?"

"Yes sir," Flash nodded, readying his new Naginata. And once again, the two began clashing wooden blades once again. This time, Flash fought better and faster.

"Well, it seems that these two warriors will have no problem." Yada laughed, "except... What about the rest of the play? Now that we've got plenty of ideas, how should we plan them out, especially with what little time we have?"

"That's something you guys can do together," Nagisa pointed to Kimura and Yada, "You're strict with timed-schedules, and Yada's the best planner. In fact, why did you ask me that question in the first place?"

"Unlike you, I've got other things that I had prepped on the same due date. You know! The weapons, the animals, the housing!?"

"Of course!" Nagisa nodded, "all the more to work with Kimura!"

"Okay then," Yada replied, turning to the Special Operative, "I'm counting on you soldier!"

"Yes, Madam!" Kimura saluted, the class grinned at the sight of those two.

"I've got a few things in mind for myself." Nagisa asked, "unrelated, but it is mandatory for me."

"What is it?" Roseluck asked,

"The student named Cheerilee." Nagisa answered, "I don't know a lot of the students at all. So can any of you help me?"

"What else is there to know about her? She's got a handful of titles," Thunderlane mused, "CHS Student Council President, librarian, a 'teacher's assistant' in Canterlot Junior High, and an arrogant, Goddess-less, Idealist Bitch. Many wonder whether she's legitimately a student or a fully grown adult in high school."

"It sounds to me like you call every girl in our school a bitch nowadays." Flitter pouted, "no wonder why you're on everyone's blacklist."

"Care to elaborate?" Nagisa asked,

"Cheerilee has a great deal and knowledge of education and planning. She's got quite the education and charisma for teaching too. Grade-A Type-A Person if you must say." Soarin elaborated,

"Take me for example," Redheart raised her hand, "As you know, I'm an early nurse-in-training. She's almost the same, except for education. There are many more students around here who are considered the 'ultimate' in their skills or talents, they could leave school without going to College or University, and join the workforce through early experience alone. Cheerilee, well... She's known to be quite challenging for every teacher or student. And while some people agree with her, it's mostly because some interests align and that she's the one who pulls it up. Attitude wise... You may call her a really arrogant and assertive philosopher. The only reason why she's not getting any crap as Thunderlane is because of her polite and mature nature. Sure, she's put up so many campaigns about it, posters and whatnot, but staff and students only do so because they're obliged to as what I heard from the staff."

"Skipping steps doesn't seem like a good idea," Nagisa replied,

"As Thunderpants said here," Pinkie continued, "She's also a 'teacher's assistant' in CJS, but she's pretty much got a 'loving' grasp on the young students there. From what I know, Thunderlane's younger bro and Big Mac's younger sister attend that school."

"So do my siblings!" Flash paused to shout, before snapping back to focus on parrying Big Mac's swipe.

"And that's a reason why Thunderlane doesn't like Cheerilee?"

"Of course!" Thunderlane rasped, "She's completely the opposite of what Rumble says she is at CJS. She's the most radical challenging bitch that she became so damn unpleasant! There are many things she's trying to push for. Change the canteen, change the playground, change this, change that! This change is too Goddess-damn much!"

"And let me guess," Nagisa sighed, "the 'Goddess-less' adjective has something to do with the religious aspect of the school right?"

"Don't get me started." Thunderlane growled, "The things I have for her regarding that... There is nothing nice to say about her regarding that. She takes these types of studies out in favour of the damn non-religious or 'social justice' ones... Oh sure, that means it's completely okay to KILL somebody or be as assertive as you want until you get what you want. Go ahead and squash on ants and worms! Check your damn privileges! What is the point of the fucking law if it's always going to change to shit thanks to shitty people!? Rrragh!!!"

"Thanks for your brutal honesty Thunderlane." Cloudchaser placed a hand on his shoulder, "We understand."

"Well Thunderlane..." Flash added, stopping the fight for a while, "We all live differently. Some people learn that whether in victory or defeat, success or failure, you benefit from it, and you mostly benefit a lot from a loss than gain. Others have learnt that the only way to satisfy or possibly keep yourself alive is victory, and how much you have to fight for it. Tasting defeat for them is something that they can never live with. Some can 'deal with it', while others really can't."

"Took it from the Holy Text of Friendship did you?"

"Also from my experience of playing video games and watching some Neighponese shows actually." Flash laughed, "From what I've seen in stories, as well as constantly losing to my sister and brother, I took it as a part of learning, hoping that one day I can play with them again. Granted, politics is a different story... But the thing is, it is you exploring things yourself. It's not challenging or trashing your ideals full-force or being preachy, it just shows another perspective of it, and what certain things entail. Granted, I know that's not wha--"

"We understand too Flash." Fluttershy laughed, "It’s okay."

"Long story short then," Flash replied, "From what you say Thunderlane. Laws? Bills? Words etched on paper or stone means nothing if people don't take it as an example of their behaviour."

"Wow." Thunderlane huffed, "And I thought you'd be the lawful moral type of guy."

"That's what you get from a changing world." Flash puffed, "The moral compass of this world shifts like crazy. What's Lawful Good may become True Neutral or even along the Evil range."

"Someone's been playing Ogres & Oubliettes." Soarin laughed,

"Enough about me." Flash sighed, "If any of you think I'm crossing that line of being preachy or an arrogant ass, feel free to stop me."

"Don't worry," Nagisa replied, "I think it's going to help me lots when I meet her later."

"She approached you?" Noteworthy gasped,

"Typical," Thunderlane growled,

"As Flash said, we are raised differently. The only thing I have above you is experience through age, I'll be able to discuss with her. So you guys want to continue fighting?" Nagisa asked,

"Oh, course." Big Mac replied as he raised his katana, "Get on with it Flash. Your Pole skills are lacklustre."

"Maybe because your swordplay is just as bad?" Flash asked, and with that, they began slapping their wooden weapons once again. Nagisa thought to himself...

"Hey guys, do you want to know more about me?" Nagisa offered, "And how your three tutors became the people they are?"

The 1st half of lunchtime is nearly drawing to a close, and the light-pink skinned girl eagerly waited in front of the classroom, eager and anxious to talk.

Despite handling all the work this morning, she did a quick search of the Special Tutorship Club at the moment. There were only 5 students who joined from its initiation. Now, after three full weeks, there are 11 Students attending the club with 3 teachers supervising them at a certain half of lunchtime. In there, people normally go through just tutoring and catching up on either classwork or homework, as well as an occasional practice exam. However, what seems to be the alarming case was this. Students that entered here involved Thunderlane, a student that had the worst attitude with teacher and student, and after two weeks in there, he's been... Sensible. And not to mention Mr Shiota's demeanour. Ever since his staring and clapping, he's brought an infamous streak. Sure he's considered a better teacher than a majority of them, but it doesn't strike the fact that his bad sides were mentioned more than other teachers. There's not a lot of information and ammunition that she can challenge with this...

"But... Stay confident with yourself... You can refute all of his claims all at once!" The second bell rang. It's time to fight.

"Hey, Cheerilee." Big Mac opened the Tutorship door,

"Oh! Big Mac!" Cheerilee blushed, "Gow... How are you?"

"Ah'm fine. You here for Mr Shiota?"

"O-Of course!" Cheerilee nodded, "his methods of teaching and discipline are questionable and outdated!"

Big Mac, though unwavering in facial expression, glared at her, "Ah'm not sure 'bout that... You wanna talk it out?"

"That's what I'm here for," Cheerilee answered,

"Then come in," Big Mac sighed, continuing the glare. Cheerilee strutted in the room, with all the tables set as a square ring. A lone table sat in the middle with two chairs, one where Nagisa occupied. 'A debate' she thought to herself, 'that much is expected'.

But what she didn't expect, was the outside of the ring was lined with chairs, and 12 students were each sitting in one, as well as the two other teachers standing near the teacher's desk.

"I was never informed that this debate was going to have an audience," Cheerilee answered,

"You're the student council head." Nagisa answered, "And for that, you need to show your fellow students that you are what you mean. That being said, I never agreed to any--"

"Well," Cheerilee interrupted, as she looked at her classmates, who were glaring back at her, "Will you refrain from glaring at me?"

"Will you refrain from being a bitch?" Thunderlane retorted,

"Thunderlane, no." Nagisa snapped, "Do not retaliate. Otherwise, you are just as guilty of what you claimed she is."

"Tch..." Thunderlane spat, taking out a gum he's currently chewing, and sticking it underneath his table.

"Apologies for Thunderlane's behaviour." Nagisa bowed, "But then again, I think his ways of changing is something that he decides for himself, and not to what others call on him. I'm here to help what he needs, and give suggestions."

"I think that gives me enough evidence that you've never actually helped him with his studies at all. Rather you just let him slack off." Cheerilee concluded.

"Here," Soarin pulled out 2 Practice exam papers and passed it to Cheerilee, "these are the practice exams of Thunderlane, for Maths and English."

"I'm sorry..." Cheerilee peered at the mark placed upon the front of the sheet, as well as the signature of the teacher who marked it. "This is Thunderlane's Maths Result?"

"Yep, 7--" Thunderlane smirked,

"Let me boast of your merits," Nagisa interrupted, "He has achieved 79% on his Maths Test, and at that time, was ranked 2nd of the Club."

"Wow." Was all Big Mac could say,

Filled with disbelief, Cheerilee then looked to the English exam paper. "70 out of 100!?!?"

"You're kidding me..." Redheart drooped her head, "he actually did so much better than my previous English Exams..."

"Thunderlane is interested in reading the texts from Religious Studies. He's learned to shift that same motivation to reading the English texts. That developed his skill for reading and studying texts in general now, though his writing and grammar could have been better. From what I heard, that is what you are trying to take out of the school right? No regard for the History of Canterlot High School or the students who actually find it meaningful in some ways? And leave it to Thunderlane to tell me about it. He's non-religious like you are, and yet he finds you intolerable."

"Grr..." Cheerilee growled,

"But enough about that, take a seat and let's share." Nagisa offered, "Everyone is quite eager to hear what I've been through!"

"Fine." Cheerilee marched through the ring and sat down opposite Nagisa. As she did, Fluttershy pulled out a small tea tray with a peculiar tea set: Two teacups with flower designs, and a Kyusu teapot filled with hot steaming tea.

"What is this?" Cheerilee asked as she watched Fluttershy pour the tea into the cups.

"I said we should talk about this over tea, so I won't break what I promised."

"..." Cheerilee stared back as Fluttershy placed the tea-filled cups on the table,

"What's wrong?" Nagisa asked, "I insist. Or do you think you don't deserve it?"

"F-Fine..." Cheerilee accepted as she grabbed the hot cup with the fingers. "I'll take what I get."

"First off," Nagisa started, "What would you like to talk about?"

"Are you aware that violence, especially from teachers, are prohibited?"

"Yes." Nagisa nodded, "I am aware, and I've made my amends with whoever I wronged. Or rather... He made his amends to me."

"I'm sure the most 'ideal' idea is to send them outside or give them detention," Cheerilee argued,

"And if they don't?" Nagisa asked, "What if a student refuses to acknowledge their teacher's commands, and just refutes with the same command? After all, you're the same age as them, you should know!"

"Well..." Cheerilee began thinking, "Well..."

"It comes down to personal judgement." Nagisa continued, "Granted, I guess rules of a teacher doesn't apply when a School System is completely dysfunctional. Not like CHS, it's a really great place because of it."

"Do you know your teacher's conduct?" Cheerilee asked,

"Is this a test?" Nagisa asked, "Yes. Basically, a teacher's job is to help educate and teach the students on certain topics according to the school syllabus. They also must maintain conduct among students, Stop fights, stop bullying, count on actions, and so on. Of course, teachers have to do it without harming someone physically, and I'm aware that I did an action as I have mentioned. I've said sorry, he said sorry, and I no longer have the guilt upon me."

"Dammit..." Cheerilee growled,

"You know..." Nagisa scratched his head, "you're overthinking it. You can get all you need by just asking very simple questions!"

"Hmph..." Cheerilee grabbed the Tea and gave it a sip. A sense of bitterness and warmth courses through her mouth, giving a sense of relaxation.

"This is quite nice..." Cheerilee noted, "What is this tea? This would be great for relaxing!"

"This is Green Tea." Nagisa nodded, "No sugar, no milk, just water and powder. But like many other things, too much of it is no good. What with someone getting a disease after drinking three of them every day."

"Okay then." Cheerilee put the teacup down, "Next in hand. What exactly do you do in this club?"

"Exactly what it says in the Club description." Nagisa answered, "To tutor those who are falling behind with homework or schoolwork. I'm also there for tutoring. And as you've seen, we're doing practise exams for the upcoming sixth week."

"Yawn..." Pinkie moaned, "this is getting boring..."

"Then perhaps you want to play Rock Paper Scissors?" Roseluck asked,

"Sure!" Pinkie squealed, "Rock, Paper..."

"Rock!" Roseluck smiled as she revealed her clenched fist against Pinkie's outstretched Index and Middle Finger, "I win!"

"Will you please keep it down?" Cheerilee chided the two girls, "This debate is currently in progress!"

"Debate?" Pinkie asked, "I was never told that Cheerilee was coming here with such a thing!"

"I thought this was supposed to be a normal discussion," Cloudchaser replied,

"This is getting boring... And very, very, Triggering." Thunderlane moaned,

"Well, I have something to quell us over!" Flash suggested, "don't tell anyone this but..." He pulled out a small gaming console, "I brought my Neightendo Toggle along. Want to play?"

"That's sick Brad! Hit me up please!" Thunderlane gasped with delight,

"Catch!" Flash replied, throwing a small controller to him.

"What the!?" Cheerilee gasped at the expression of Thunderlane as he eagerly tested and toyed with the buttons on the mini controller, a face of complete joy without the dark and moody expression.

"Now now..." Nagisa averted the attention, "If you know Thunderlane, he hates being caught in his unusual image. Only those who he considers his friends of people of high respect, he's not afraid to show other... 'Contradicting' behaviours."

"Why should I care about him?" Cheerilee asked,

"Because like many others, he too is a student of this school, and everyone here has great potential that can come in the most surprising leagues. Look around you. What can you tell me about them?"

"Well..." Her eyes skimmed across every student that who currently attends the club, "I know of Noteworthy. He's been bullied for his eye problems. Thunderlane, CHS' worst student, the Apprentice Nurse Redheart, and the rest of the others are pretty much common students that I don't know the names of."

"And that's the aim here, a lot of CHS' students are pretty much known to be forgotten, irrelevant or un-cared for, nothing but apathy and negative hopes from fellow classmates. Seeing them like this, well... It's kind of like me in High School, where I myself was forgotten or harassed for being in the lowest class of my school."

"And I should care for their feelings why?"

"You're a teacher like me. You want to see your students learn and grow." Nagisa explained, "Think about it. Have you ever spared a thought on what these students can actually bring when they're themselves? And like a parent, should you be with them through thick and thin, pain and pleasantries?"

"There is a complete difference between a Parent and a Teacher and what they can do."

"Funny you should say that." Nagisa scratched his head, "You really should meet with my mother and my former Junior high school teachers."

"Mr Shiota, you are not answering my questions properly." Cheerilee replied, "Every answer you give, requires me to prompt more."

"Cheerilee." Fluttershy stood up, "We were told by Mr Shiota that this was a learning or a conversational discussion and he's answering your questions properly. What you're completely unaware of, is that you're trying to compare him to yourself and that you're trying to call him out on certain mistakes that he has conducted during his time in CHS and criticise him for it."

Cheerilee drew a blank, did she... No... She agreed... Hang on...

"How about I share my way of teaching over some tea?" Nagisa offered, "if you know so much about your country's education, I don't mind sharing you my way of how I did it. If every teacher strictly follows guidelines and regulations, there wouldn't be so much difference or diversity in personality between the teachers, and School would become pretty dull eh?"

"Okay then," Cheerilee nodded, "I'm happy to talk, but not at this time. I've got a horrible lot on my shoulders to take off. Would you like to appoint a date?"

"I... I... I..." Cheerilee stuttered, now coming to terms on what she had agreed on. Her face turned from determination to a face of realisation, and embarrassment. She looked around the class, now with their full attention back to her, glaring once again.

"Take a deep breath Cheerilee." Nagisa replied, "And remember. You didn't come here for a debate, you came here to share. Now once again, I'd like you to ask me any question regarding my teaching life, and don't overthink the questions, be broad."

"Then..." Cheerilee mustered, her heavy breathing and pulsating chest clear to see, "How long have you been a teacher for?"

"Three years in a Bachelor's degree of Secondary Education that my Mom wanted for me to go, including a one-year internship where I was a student-teacher for High School, kind of like you. Then, 2-3 Years for a Master's teaching certificate and degree at the University of Tsukuma. I worked for about another year back in the school I had an internship with, then took a job offer in Equestria."

"7 Years in the teaching job," Cloudchaser gulped, "never knew getting a teaching job involves SO much work, and especially when the salary is way below that of how much work is needed!"

"Every teacher understands that." Nagisa sighed, "Korosensei included."

"Okay then," Cheerilee continued, "What was the school you taught in like?"

"It's a private school, but the class I was assigned to was completely dysfunctional and had nothing but the worst of the worst. Delinquents, bullies, thug-like, you get the gist. The entire class was filled to the brim with dirt, graffiti and gum. Trust me, you would have worse."

"The mental image..." Cheerilee choked, "Is enough to tell me, thank you."

"Okay then, maybe you're not as bad as everyone thought Thunderlane." Cloudchaser cheered, "I guess you've still got a bit of good in you!"

"Didn't I just prove it to you guys for the past few days?" Thunderlane arched an eyebrow,

"So that means your as-- death-like nature is pretty much common and frequent in that school." Fluttershy answered, "Do they always threaten you with death?"

"First time I came here, the leader of that class said so, I made sure he remembered it, by the very same clap I made yesterday." Nagisa finished,

"Same technique then, different result now." Thunderlane countered, "You affected not just him, but everyone in the class. The same happened last Saturday too. When you clapped, it affected a crowd."

"Yeah, I kind of thought about that myself too. I know that whenever someone's attention is divided by that time the clap stunner hits, that's when they can get disoriented. From those two examples, I found out that yes, my clap stunner has increased in range and power, and people who are affected by it must have their attention somewhere else."

"So in the case of Saturday, everyone had their eyes on the robber who had a gun and was yelling all the time." Flash deducted, "And for yesterday, the student was being the centre of attention for all the students."

"Actually Brad?" Thunderlane corrected, "I had my eyes on teach's shadow rather than him directly. What with it changing, I think it was distracting enough as it is."

"Oh yeah," Flash remembered, "I was focused on that too."

"Remember guys," Nagisa reminded, "Cheerilee is here to talk about our teaching, let's bring back the focus on her."

"Thank you Mr Shiota," Cheerilee nodded as she sipped more of her tea, trying to swallow everything that had been said "That leads me to my last question. How did you get into this mess? How do you know all these skills? The staring, the clapping, the shadow, how?"

The class fell silent, and turned to the teacher,

"Now this is a secret that is for you and you only." Nagisa warned, sipping his tea, "I've been a bit more open now that I trust everyone in this club, as well as the Principal and Vice-Principal. You, however? Well, let's just say you're a very VERY curious heart and giving me demands to spill and confess. As a student, and a young teacher-to-be, I'm happy to share my past with you, but you really should have asked nicely from the very beginning. Okay?"

"... Very well," Cheerilee nodded, "This will be between us."

"Remember when you told me that if I had an interest in other violent jobs other than being a teacher?" Nagisa asked, "I did. A long time ago, all back when I was in Junior High School with Coach Kimura and Ms Yada. When we were still students, our class was taught in the ways to be an assassin."

"..." Cheerilee froze in place after hearing that word.

"And with the cherry on top, there was someone in our class that had the highest potential of an assassin stated by teachers and students alike. That someone... Was me."

Cheerilee continued staying silent, fear sweating upon her face.

"I can tell you're scared." Nagisa noted, "Your facial expressions, breathing and sweating says all. Chalk that up as another skill in being an assassin. Please drink some tea, it will relax you."

Cheerilee grasped her teacup and began draining its contents quickly. The young student-teacher was able to breathe a large sigh after the drink and calmed down a little.

"Because I was so good at it," Nagisa drank his tea, "I wanted to be an assassin in the future. Korosensei of all people was against it, even if he had been the teacher of assassination himself. But as I continued on with life with my mum and him, I realised that my assassin skills can be used for something greater and brighter, that doesn't involve dark or dull crimes as it naturally brings. Like Korosensei, I wanted to use my skills to help protect and build up those who have fallen behind on their own or forced to, because they can't be themselves."

"So your ethos is to guide and protect the weak." Cheerilee simply deduced, "And thus you became a teacher."

"I guess I should also add to the Tutorship Club that everyone who comes can find peace and understanding of themselves, as well as to understand others. To find that you have your very own potential and how you are able to grasp it by being yourself. Turn what was perceived as a weakness into a strength."

The class looked at each other and nodded in agreement, Cheerilee watched as their glares turned into nodding smiles.

"Knowing you Cheerilee," Roseluck spoke, "Since you've been researching hard onto Mr Shiota's nature, did you ever take a thorough look upon what happened last week, where the criminal known as Windcaller attacked CHS?"

"No." Cheerilee shook her head, "because it was irrelevant to Mr Shiota."

"Did you ever notice that the students that took part in dealing with that man are the students sitting here before you?" Roseluck continued, "Under the wing of none other than our three teachers here."

Cheerilee looked to Coach Kimura and Ms Yada, who politely waved back with smiles, and then back to Nagisa, who smiled back with a nod.

"Perhaps your fellow classmates can enlighten you with the aim of the Special Tutorship club?" Nagisa offered,

"No problem." Soarin stood up, "It was a shock to learn that our teachers here were assassins, but as we got along with them, they showed us what really mattered: learning all about our fellow students too. There were things that we never saw at face value, but once we got together, we learnt so much about each other and ourselves, something we should have learned as friends. I've learned that Flash was part of a military school and Big Macintosh's family is extended beyond Equestria. The little things that we do or have can contribute so much to our lives if we use it right."

"I owe them aplenty!" Pinkie jumped up, "I'll be taking a page out of Applejack and be honest. I'm entirely thankful to see Fluttershy stand up for me in a way that no one would ever think about. It's scary, I know. But as a friend, it just makes me really happy!!! So I want to see how I can make people laugh or smile even better!"

"I for one," Flash stood up, "Would never affiliate myself with Thunderlane if he wasn't forced here. With what happened between him and Sir, he warmed up to us, we learned more about him and his problematic family, his love for his brother, and his care for others. I understand the reasons on why he is what he is, and I'm happy to call him a friend."

"And I," Thunderlane also stood up, "Thought Brad over here was the biggest loser. Everything do-goody and dreamy about him would make me personally vomit. Then I came across him with Teach here, and boy was I in for a surprise. Adding to Soarin's contribution, he's a bloody mastermind that planned out the entire fight last week and completely shredded that creep, and all from his religious personality and upbringing. He's a bigger goody-two-shoes than I thought, and it was actually badass. Let me be honest here Sentry..." He blushed with embarrassment and scratched his head, "What you did was really, REALLY cool, and I'm happy that I learnt all of that about you. I'd borderline say that you're also a... Friend to me."

"Ladies and Gentlemen!" Cloudchaser announced, "Behold! A bromance has been formed within us! Let us celebrate this joyous occasion, and let the ships sail!"

"Fuc- I mean Eff you Cloud!" Thunderlane lashed out, "I could say the same thing for you and Flits!"

"W-Well jokes aside," Flitter chuckled, "I'm really happy and impressed to see that Thunderlane has been more considerate of other people, his friends, and especially schoolwork. Because of that, we also joined, hoping that we ourselves can understand how to be better friends."

"All of us understand where Mr Shiota came from, and how different from us he is." Fluttershy replied, "Though we're not all firmly attached to him, we hold a lot of trust and respect for him, as he does for us. He, Coach Justice, and Ms Yada had a very tough life in Junior High School, was perceived as weak and had the mindset that they were weak. The same goes for the majority of us. What he has been fighting for as an assassin and as a teacher, it's proven in the actions that he has taken for the sake of us, for this school."

"And that." Nagisa concluded, "Made me what I am today. My teacher wanted to protect the weakness in others rather than exploit them, and with his encouraging, compassionate, and empathetic behaviour, he reached out to all of us in Class 3-E, and we gained many different perspectives to tackle or even stab at the adversities of life, whether alone, or with friends. The same goes for this club, we tutor people to grow stronger in their academics, values and lives while still being themselves and leaving change and their future to their decision and fate. You can say it's a mix of academics and a little bit of rehabilitation or exploration, so you would call this kind of treatment 'special.' Hence, we are the Special Tutorship Club. So... Will this do? Does that answer your questions?"

"... Yes." Cheerilee nodded slowly. "Yes, I understand. It truly is rare to hear a teacher admit their care for students, especially from someone who has been taught to kill."

"Life is unexpected." Nagisa explained, "But I would never end up here, nor would I have ever succeeded in being a teacher if it wasn't for that unexpected life. I'd probably end up being a burden on my harsh parents and before you know it, I would end up kicking the bucket myself."

"Perhaps it is," Cheerilee nodded in agreement, "Mr Shiota, let me apologise for my initial behaviour, as well as my behaviour towards all of you. All of you have taught me something new when I came to challenge you. I'm truly sorry."

"Apology accepted," Big Mac waved,

"There is just one thing that I just don't agree on." Cheerilee replied, "There are weaknesses that can never become strengths. What is perceived as flawed from others will be there, no matter how much it has benefited for the person. Their weakness must be changed or completely wiped from their body. Only then can they be perceived as strong, by society, and by the Education System."

"Miss Cheerilee," Nagisa spoke, "I have initially heard of your 'progressive' and 'radical' ideas regarding education. It turns out that this is your entire personality all along. You bring important things into the discussion, and allow other people to share new things with others should they have the chance. Just now, we heard more about student impressions and opinions on other students and teachers. If you are truly willing, I invite you to join the Special Tutorship Club, and we as teachers and students can help you be yourself."

"What!?!?" The class jumped in shock, though Thunderlane shrugged.

“Just so you know, I still hate you Cheerilee, and you're still a bitch with your ideas." Thunderlane admitted, "But after hearing the preaching of you and Teach, I'm learning to see things from different perspectives. Your bitchiness is a damn pain, but you're not afraid to speak your philosophical and moral mind. You're definitely not a pussy like Flash in that regard."

"Why you--" Flash rose in anger,

"And from a different perspective, that shows you being brutally honest with your feelings." Cheerilee returned, "very well, I shall acknowledge. As for the offer... Thank you for inviting me. Unfortunately, I do have many things that weigh upon my life. A student council to run, a Junior School to teach, as well as regular studies. But so you know, I want to let you know that it is an honour, to give me an invite to your club. Thank you for your time sir, and everyone else."

Without any other word, Cheerilee slipped through the square ring, and strolled out of the classroom, feeling supremely invigorated.

"Sensei?" Fluttershy noted as the door was closed behind them, "I don't think she was satisfied at all. I think she still has something against you."

"Your Sensei is just your sensei, and she is Cheerilee." Nagisa replied, "We all have different ideas, some may come from the same noble incentive, and no matter what, there are a few things that we will find disagreeable."

"I see," Fluttershy replied, "well, at least she isn't so angry anymore."

"Fluttershy, I've been thinking about something." Nagisa turned serious, "Ever since you called Cheerilee out for her 'challenging' behaviour, it was pretty fast."

"It was obvious really," Fluttershy replied, "her tone, her facial expression, her breathing, it's like you offended her or something, or found something very wrong with you."

"Hmm..." Nagisa observed, "Fluttershy, there's something quite peculiar about what you have just perceived, but I'll leave it for another time. Now, everyone's dismissed. Now, さようならみんな (Goodbye Everyone)."

"さようならせんせい (Goodbye Sir)." The students replied, and they left the class.

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Pinkie Pie has been added to the group!

Noteworthy has been added to the group!

Testing! Testing! One-and-a-two-and-a-three!!! - Pinkie Pie

I'm all good, thanks for the invite. - Noteworthy

You think Sensei's going to be fine? - Cloudchaser

I dunno, this sudden challenge seemed quite out of the blue - Nurse Redheart

Life is full of surprises. Unexpected, bad luck, you get the gist. - Noteworthy

You know, I'm quite curious about something. - Flash Sentry

What for? - Soarin

Madam's Housing Plan. Since we know that Nagisa's class is going to come here sooner or later, I'd never figure that Yada was going to plan a house for them. - Flash Sentry

Why be curious about that? - Thunderlane

I'd like to find out about it. Perhaps any of you can help me? It would definitely train our skills as an assassin! - Flash Sentry

That's what a THIEF does Brad, not an Assassin - Flitter

Oh I didn't say steal it for ourselves. If anything, we can just take pics of it when she's not around. - Flash Sentry

Fair enough - Fleetfoot

Sir did say that an Assassin has a wide set of skills. Would infiltration and investigation suffice? - Flash Sentry

Not to mention stealth. Sounds fun - Big Macintosh

Any idea how to get it though? - Fluttershy

The teacher's desk in the classroom has specified name labels on its drawers. Madam's one just so happens to be on the largest drawer, possibly a cabinet for files. - Flash Sentry

You really are a nosy person Flash - Roseluck

Lure Yada and Kimura out, look through her files - Flash Sentry

Why not try asking her directly??? - Fluttershy

Okay then... How about this? The person who lures her and him out asks the question and lets us know what she answers. If she spills the truth, then we can call it off! If she stays secretive, however, we search. - Flash Sentry

Who's going to be the bait, you? - Thunderlane

Ooh! Ooh! I will! I will! Me! Me! Me! I've got a big surprise for her and him! - Pinkie Pie

We have our volunteer. Do remember to go easy on her, okay Pinkie? - Flash Sentry

If this so happens to be a waste of time Brad, you owe me a large bottle of cola, deal? - Thunderlane

Deal - Flash Sentry

Week 4 Wednesday: What it means to teach

"Good Morning Everyone!" Cheerilee's echoed across the hall once again, "It's your Student Council Leader Cheerilee speaking right now! Today's going to be an intense day of sunlight, with not a single cloud in the sky! You guys better be careful not to get sunburnt! Once again, our special inter-club contest is right around the next day, and will be hosted by yours truly! There's going to be awesome new things that you've never seen before, so it's going to be very exciting!"

"And need I remind you that our exams are not that far off! You guys better get ready for it!"

"And that's all from me. As usual, this is Cheerilee, and I'm signing off!"

Fully exasperated after the announcements, Cheerilee stumbled out of the PA Room, and brought an open bottle of water to her lips, eager to quench her thirst. It sucks so much that right after the announcements, that she has to deal not only with her school work, but also her student council responsibilities as well as being the helper or teacher in training for Canterlot Junior School. So much to do, and so little time to prepare! Perhaps she should have taken Big Mac's advice of taking it slowly, but it's really too late at that point...

Hang on a minute, didn't the same thing happen yesterday? What is this feeling of Déjà vu? She scrambled for her phone... No, it's definitely Wednesday today, and that tomorrow Thursday is when the contest starts!

How strange, she thought to herself as she put the phone back into her pocket and made her way to her lockers with a calm and focused pace instead of rushing like yesterday. It's a new day, new messages and definitely a new schedule. Today is her day of spending almost the entire time in teaching and taking care of the students of Canterlot Junior School due to one of the teachers calling in sick. Without any haste, she pulled out all her learning material necessary, and made her way towards the exit of the school.

Cheerilee power-walked as fast as she could to her destination. Within a small quiet area and a cosy park, lies the small one-story building of Canterlot Junior School. Contrary to the Grand Atmosphere of CHS, their younger sibling school had jovial architecture with colourful patterns, giving a very fun and playful atmosphere. The young teacher walked through the mini-gates of her school and caught the eyes of three little girls laughing together, three very particular girls that she knows would always be together no matter what.

"Why hello there!" Cheerilee called towards the girls. A red-haired girl with a large red ribbon upon her head, a dark-orange girl with sharp purple spiky hair, and a girl who's hairstyle and colours were curled with different shades of purple and lilac.

"Hey!" Applebloom gasped, "Cheerilee! Good Mornin'!"

"Good Morning Cheerilee!" Scootaloo waved,

"Good Morning Cheerilee!" Sweetie Belle flashed the sweetest of smiles as she walked towards the teacher, "We've volunteered to wait for your arrival. We've got quite a surprise!"

"Really now?" Cheerilee asked, "I'm sure it will be fun! I hope the entire class isn't lonely!"

"Well that's what the surprise is all about." Scootaloo replied, "let me get some assistance. Oi Rumble! First! The girls need you!"

"Yes indeed Madam!" Rumble rushed out with First in tow. "Ah! Cheerilee! Good Morning!"

"Good Morning to you too Rumble and First," Cheerilee replied. "Now.. I've heard you know about a surprise that's happening without my attention." She puts her hands on her hips, "what did I say about reporting suspicious behaviour to the teachers?"

"But then it wouldn't be a surprise!" First's young effeminate voice countered, "and it's nothing bad or evil! In fact, it's the complete opposite! Please tell her Rumble!"

"He's the replacement for Ms Mare and he's a really REALLY nice soul. In fact, I met him before he came! I thought that he was a stranger at the start, but he actually helped my Big Brother a lot! Anyone who's a friend of him is definitely a friend of me!"

"Yeah!" First nodded in agreement, "he's the most lovely teacher I've seen so far. He's now telling an interesting folk story to us!"

"Oh? And what might that be?"

"It's a story about the Peach Boy!"

"Peach... Boy? I've never heard of such story..."

"He says it's a popular story from his country. Follow us!" First and Rumble each grabbed a hand of their teacher. "Let's not miss the entire thing!"

Walking through the carpeted room, the two boys took their young teacher (with the three girls following behind) to her class, where all the kids were huddled together, mesmerised by the story that the substitute teacher was reading to them.

"On his way to the demon's lair..." The teacher in question read, "the young courageous boy came across a pheasant, a dog, and a monkey, and they joined him in his quest to deliver justice for the village he lives in..."

"Ooh!" The class spoke,

"The kids are really roped into it!" Cheerilee observed,

"Definitely better than the speech from Diamond Tiara's Daddy! That was so boring!" Applebloom whispered,

"By the way..." Cheerilee asked, "who's the teacher helping you?"

"Don't you know?" First asked, "he's from CHS! You should have bumped into him!"

"Really?"

"Yeah!" Scootaloo added in, "If I recall, he's indirectly given me and First a really hot and spicy treat! I think it was called Curry Bread?"

"Regardless, I still think he's the loveliest of teachers ever!" First added, "almost like you! He's given a nickname for us to call him by, isn't it the cutest name ever?"

"Hee hee..." Sweetie Belle chuckled, "funny name, Mr Sensei!"

"Oh! Well isn't that funny?" Cheerilee laughed, "to be called something like--" Her funny face dropped into a sudden moment of shocking realisation. She then peered back at the kids with a questioning glance.

"Did you just say Mr Sensei?" Cheerilee asked,

"Yeah!" Applebloom replied, "If ah remember correctly, it's the Neighponese word fer Teacher!"

"T-Teacher???" Cheerilee gasped, everything that she heard coming into view:

A foreign Fairy Tale...

A foreign type of pastry...

A Teacher from CHS...

Familiar with Rumble, brother of a certain someone...

Mr Sensei...

"No..." Her eyes began to twitch in frustration, "you've got to be kidding me..."

"No!" First yelled in shock, "I'm telling the honest truth! With the Goddess of Friendship watching over me, it is nothing but the honest of truths!"

"Hey First," The teacher spoke, "can you perhaps lower your voice? No one likes a story interrupte--" The substitute teacher lowered his storybook, and looked up to see not only the student in question but a familiar taller figure next to him.

At the same time, Cheerilee raised her head to meet with the teacher.

Her Grayish Harlequin pair of eyes came face to face with...

... Behind some reading glasses...

... A pair of Azure Eyes, owned by a rather short man with the colour of Lapis Lazuli, and wore a deep blue vest.

"Oh, you finally made it Cheerilee." Nagisa lightened up with a smile, "Good Morning!!!"

"Nagisa Shiota!!!" Cheerilee blurted out with a yell,

"That's Mr Sensei to you, young lady." The Neighponese teacher innocently frowned while the kids laughed at the remark.

"Sorry everyone." Cheerilee smiled to the class, "is it okay if I may interrupt the storytelling for a bit? I need to discuss with Mr Shi-- I mean Mr Sensei about something!"

"D-Don't be long please!" A student named Pipsqueak answered. With the students' silent approval, Cheerilee grabbed the assassin, dragged him out of the room, and returned to her face of fury.

"You..." Her eye twitch increased in pace, she bared her teeth, she clenched her fists, "how did you get here?"

"I rode here on my pedal bike," Nagisa answered,

"I mean, how did you get the teacher's role?" She corrected, with her mind automatically racing through all the dangerous and lethal possibilities that an assassin can do to secure an undercover position.

"Before you even get the idea of me doing something horrible to Ms Mare, which I would never do, I swear by my soul that it was a stroke of luck. Yesterday, Principal Celestia chose me to replace Ms Mare for today."

"Principal Celestia would be the one who would always take the substitute role."

"Yep! But she had busy matters to attend to, which means she's busy right now in her office as we speak." Nagisa nodded, "so she passed that role onto Luna. I wanted to talk with them about future plans for the Club, and I walked into that discussion. Hearing the issue, I volunteered to do it, but not before they wanted me to write up a small schedule on what I would do for the kids. Once I wrote it up for them, they agreed to let me take the job. In return, Ms Yada, Coach Justice and I get an uninterrupted meeting with them for club matters!"

"That's not the half of it I wager..." Cheerilee's eyes furrowed, "you volunteered because... Of me?"

"I treat secondary benefits as important as primary benefits." Nagisa answered, "I'd like to understand how you've been able to attain your ways of supervising or teaching the young ones here, as compared to your... 'Controversial' Behaviour at CHS."

"What do you have in plan for the children?" Cheerilee demanded, "If what you teach is all for the students' sake, then that's something you should share with fellow teachers yes?"

"Right," Nagisa replied, "I wrote the plan to assist you in helping them through their subjects like Maths, English and whatnot since I'm also a teacher that deals with general-level studies. To add to that, I've prepared two stories to read for them, One which is the one I'm reading now, and the other is at the end of CJS' school time."

"So the story you are reading right now is something to do with a Peach Boy?"

"Timeless and Popular Neighponese Tale." Nagisa answered, "I'll be happy to read the entire story to you after!"

"I'll think about it." Cheerilee answered, "and the second story?"

"A familiar story to the Western Audience. Ever heard of Ascot's Fables?"

"Who's Fables?"

"You know, The Hare and the Tortoise?"

"Oh... I've never actually grown up with that sort of stuff."

"That probably explains a LOT regarding your present behaviour." Nagisa answered, "ah well, it's going to be an important story. One that reminds me a lot of my late teacher's Philo-- I mean his perspective."

"You put quite an emphasis on your late teacher." Cheerilee added, "to that extent, he must have been warming to your class as you are trying to now. Just how interesting is he?"

"Let's talk about that around free time. Let's not keep the young ones waiting for their story shall we?"

"Oh, sure!" Cheerilee agreed, and they walked back in the class.

As time ticked onwards for both schools, around recess was when the 'infiltration' plan back in CHS took place. Pinkie innocently hopped towards the Neighponese Classroom door and knocked on it.

"もしもし？(Hello?)" Yada poked her head out of the door,

"Hi Ms Yada!" Pinkie returned with a beaming smile

"Erk..." Yada cringed. Of all the students, it had to be HER... "What do you want?"

"I thought we can have a friendly talk or reconciliation in a peaceful place!" Pinkie proposed, "you see, I have a part-time job where I'm currently working as an apprentice baker at Sweet Shoppe!"

"You mean that pastry shop with the cake-like decorations?" Yada asked,

"Yep!" Pinkie replied, "and I've been thinking, I want to know more about businesses and how it can benefit a shop like that!"

"Well," Yada sighed, "What's in it for me?"

"I've bought a big box of Cupcakes that we can share together!" Pinkie offered, holding up a 12 pack box.

"In that case..." Yada's face turned into a smile, "sure! Where would you like to go?"

"How about the outside picnic area?" Pinkie suggested, "better than staying indoors!"

"Sounds perfect." Yada agreed, "let's go!" And with that, the two girls began walked away towards the outside area of the school. Around the corner in hidden sight, Flash, Thunderlane and Fluttershy watched the two walk on their merry way.

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The two of them have exited the building - Cloudchaser

Remember Pinkie, to ask her the question - Flitter

I got it! I got it! >_< - Pinkie Pie

"Heh heh heh..." Thunderlane chuckled,

"You seem confident," Fluttershy noted,

"I believe that cola's as good as mine!" Thunderlane grinned,

"A bit early to celebrate victory," Flash observed,

"So what, you've got all your hopes and prayers on Yada's secrecy? Or are you just excited to do something like this?"

"You can say both," Flash replied,

Noteworthy? Are you in place? - Roseluck

I can hear every single word from them clear as day. - Noteworthy

Remember Pinkie, ask about all the things required, especially with the housing. I'll be cheering you guys from the Nurse's Office! - Nurse Redheart

"And now, we play the waiting game." Flash addressed as he put away his phone, "I hope you guys can hold it."

"Why don't YOU hold it?" Thunderlane noted as looked at his fidgety friend,

"Flash, are you sure that you want to go along with this?" Fluttershy replied, "I'm not doubting you, but I'm not doubting Ms Yada either."

"Do not worry," Flash replied, "an assassin never leaves traces behind!"

"Yep," Thunderlane sighed, "you really are just excited to do this."

"It hasn't been a single minute," Fluttershy sighed, "surely Pinkie would have a few things to discuss before coming to the matter at hand."

*Bzzt! Bzzt!* the phones of the three students vibrated,

"Perfect timing!" Flash clenched his fists as Fluttershy took hers out to examine.

"You really need to calm down Flash." Thunderlane grasped the soldier's shoulders. "You're getting goofy again."

"Let's see..." Fluttershy peered at the active message board.

Pinkie is now talking about the housing plan and... - Noteworthy

Well? - Big Macintosh

Flash you won't be happy but... She's spilling the beans right now. Ms Yada initiated and funded this housing project from an Equestrian building company, and it's near completion today. It's going to be under the cover of a dormitory that houses numerous rooms, as well as different amenities that are unfamiliar. The reason why is because she's going to be providing housing for Overseas College and University students from the East, most notably Neighpon. - Noteworthy

"..." Flash's jaw dropped in shock and movement as he stared at the screen of Fluttershy's phone,

Hey guys! Ms Yada's a really sweet woman you know that? She's given me the details and location where you can find said dormitory. She also knows that we all know that it's for her assassination classmates. She also promises to photocopy the housing files and give it to us at our Club Session! ^_^ - Pinkie Pie

Okay then. I think Thunderlane won the bet. - Fleetfoot

On the bright side, at least we managed to get information, so it's still considered a win-win! Right? - Soarin

"Meep..." Flash's eyes teared up in disappointment as he pouted like a baby. He, as well as the two with him, knew that this was not what he wanted in the first place, far from it in fact. The hopes that he could perform some cool-looking skills that assassins can do, were shot down.

"Flash...?" Thunderlane peered from behind with the most sadistic comedic grin. "A soldier never breaks his promise!"

"Just take it from my bag..." Flash permitted with a pout, "I also chilled it overnight,"

"Hello, baby!" Thunderlane gleefully zipped open Flash's School bag and felt the cold tingling air of his prize settled within.

"Don't be so sad Flash." Fluttershy cheered up as Thunderlane zipped up his bag after grabbing the cola, "as Soarin said, it's a win-win. We got the information, Thunderlane gets his cola, and we learn something new about our assassin teachers! If they can easily implement their secret plans into normal everyday things, assassins really know how to cover things up."

"Meep..." Flash hung his head low with his continuous pouting.

"Alright then," Nagisa finished as he showed a student named Twist the easiest way of solving a Maths problem, "are you able to get all that?"

"Much better! Thanks so much Mr Sensei!" Twist thanked,

"It's my pleasure," Nagisa responded with a chuckle.

"Mr Sensei!" First called out, "I need help!"

"Coming!" Nagisa answered. As Nagisa was doing his teaching duties, Cheerilee watched with a careful eye, but no longer one of hostility. The moment that the Azure-Eyed foreigner could catch a break, Cheerilee decided to talk,

"Say Mr Shiota?" Cheerilee asked, "aside from your 'murderous' looks, how are you also able to involve your... Tricks of the trade as a teacher?"

"Well," Nagisa replied, "being in High School with our 'marked' teacher, I made sure to note down everything and anything that he has and hasn't. That much had helped me far in the field of education and-- you know."

"Observation?" Cheerilee was surprised, "please explain."

"Discernment and people-watching, I observe everything of a student from behaviour to actions. I also have access to their academic performance, results, conduct, and so forth as a Teacher or Tutor. Both allow me to examine their progress, and come up with ways and that I can suggest to them for improvement."

"Now that sounds like being a teacher." Cheerilee smiled with a nudge,

"Of course, that only applies to me if I were the homeroom teacher. In an Equestrian High School like this, I have not been assigned the role as a homeroom teacher and even so, homeroom teachers in Neighpon work differently than Equestria. However--"

"The Special Tutorship Club is the perfect substitute for that." Cheerilee finished, "In other words, the Club is basically a mixed tutor class that goes through... The Neighponese treatment of education under your guise?"

"To put it simply... And bluntly." Nagisa pointed out,

"So you take notes of every student that's currently in the club," Cheerilee continued.

"Right on the nail," Nagisa nodded, passing her a small grey exercise book with Thunderlane's cutie mark and name. "This is all the data I managed to get with Thunderlane. Give it a read."

"Ooh..." Cheerilee opened the book and read through the pages. On the first page, it listed the on-line description of his appearance, and further below was various points that he made that shape his identity. From there were the first 10 points that Nagisa had made about the runner, along with a few more.

11. He's got quite the sharp and nasty tongue. Not afraid to swear and use strong language.

12. Despite not caring for students (see 2), he is aware and does not approve of students who act as rude like him

13. In addition to 11, his use of strong language hints at how brutally honest he is

Academic Results

Maths Mock-Exam: 79%

Problem with Algebra and Function, strong in Geometry

English Mock-Exam: 70%

Comprehension and creative-writing are getting better, Essay writing below average. He also has horrendous use of language and penmanship

"I must say," Cheerilee continued the compliments, "you keep a really sharp eye on your students."

"I am what I am, a teacher," Nagisa answered,

"Oh, do you happen to have Big Macintosh's?"

"During my absence in the hospital, I was unable to write anything about our 7 new students. Only a few notes on the initial cast and I just began writing for Noteworthy. I'm bound to get the others done though, and certainly not for your self-gain."

"Aww..." Cheerilee pouted,

"If you're really that interested, why don't you try taking notes and observing him yourself?"

"That would label me as a stalker," Cheerilee replied,

"Exactly," Nagisa answered, "I prefer you do it the usual way: Meet and greet, be friends, and then ask him to go out with you, or vice versa. Meanwhile, you can use your 'interest' in a way like I do. Just on your students!"

"Ooh..." Cheerilee hummed with interest, her mouth shaped like an O.

"Since you love your students so much, why not take a garner at one of them and tell me all about them?"

"Hmm..." Cheerilee turned her eyes to the students,

"I'll pick for you: Rumble. What can you tell me about him?" Nagisa asked,

"Hmm..." Cheerilee focused her eyes on the brother of Thunderlane, calm but focused on his mathematical sums. "I know that he's a really bright boy who's known to be quite the agile athlete of our class. He's always kind at heart, laid-back, and normally likes to spectate the antics of others. The problem is that hasn't discovered his talent yet and put it on a mark, whilst a majority of the other students has."

"Kids to grow up fast." Nagisa replied, "but then again, we've never really bragged about our talent let alone show what it is."

"Are you sure that there are Neighponese people who would wear their Cutie Marks for the others to see?"

"Mostly those of the entertainment world like idols, actors and entertainers. Otherwise, you can consider us TOO humble."

"I wouldn't say that. Though the majority always wants to find their calling, a minority share the same sentiment as you. By the way, I know three particular girls who were constantly doing everything to find their Cutie Marks. Once they got it, they began sharing that talent constantly with others."

"Hey Rumble?" Applebloom and the other two girls approached the small light grey boy, "do you need help?"

"As much as I like to," Rumble sighed as continued writing his papers without looking at them, "we've been through this already, and I said no."

"For Maths that is!" Scootaloo corrected, "not to do with your talent!"

"Really now?" Rumble turned to face Scootaloo, "funny. I don't recall you ever getting a score that high in our last Maths Test."

"Oh don't worry!" Sweetie Belle responded, "we'll help you too!"

"Oh! That reminds me," Cheerilee continued, "Rumble does have a nasty attitude whenever someone pesters him about something. When he blows his top, his rejection involves harshly telling someone that their offer is completely irrelevant to his life..."

"For the last time..." Rumble angrily raised his voice, "just like a Cutie Mark, I'm not interested in doing well in Maths at all! Let me just go at my own pace, so that I can get it over and done with!"

"B-But..." The girls stepped back in shock, their very talent denied by someone who wants to help.

"Now that I think about it," Cheerilee continued, "I see a slight resemblance of Rumble to Thunderlane."

"I think it could be worse." Nagisa shared, "but there you go! Even you're able to discern your students as well!"

"It wouldn't be so hard after you've been with them for more than a month or two." Cheerilee answered, "but to use it to exploit others weaknesses, I get the correlation."

"Anything can be used as a dangerous weapon when used right. A baseball loaded with explosives which detonate upon rough contact after being thrown, a movie to intimidate and throw a person off-guard, and even porn magazines used for distraction and trap settings."

"What was that last part?"

"Adult Magazines as a distraction." Nagisa answered, "and I'm not joking. Most humans have this sort of habit and my teacher is no different. A classmate who's just as pervy as Korosensei used that knowledge to set a trap."

"That's..." Cheerilee was trying to describe such actions as best as possible but was unable to get anywhere.

"Not quite the standards that you'd expect." Nagisa suggested, "but different methods for different people, and believe it or not, it works. That's the beauty."

"Speaking about that, what about your Club? Is no one there to supervise?"

"Nah, Coach Justice and Ms Yada can hold them down." Nagisa assured, "I have the utmost faith in them."

"Hey guys?" Kimura asked, "what's with our soldier? It looks like he's at peace after being beaten up badly after a tough boxing match." He pointed to Flash, who slumped himself upon a chair, smiling with his eyes closed as he limply hung low his head, arms and back.

"It's nothing Teach, he's going through what we've all been," Thunderlane assured, followed with a loud burp.

"Well nothing's definitely not going to help now that we have our play around the corner are we?" Kimura asked, "come on Flash! Up and at em! You can mope once we've gone through a quick run-through."

"Fluttershy?" Yada asked, "you'll be our narrator for the presentation, or do you want me to do it?"

"It won't be hard." Fluttershy answered, "I can handle it no problem! It goes like this: Introduction of Neighpon, talk about modern days, then come into the traditional history, Our dressed-up students, and the battle."

"Correct!" Yada replied, "then you're all set!"

"Umm..." Fluttershy asked, "at least, do you want to hear me rehearse the entire thing?"

"You'll be having the speech on-stage, so all you just have to do is work on your voice! I'm more worried about what Fleetfoot is promising for a slide presentation." Yada replied, "Also, there's something that requires your attention, and it's not related to the presentation. Can you follow me?"

"Sure." Fluttershy agreed as she hopped out of her chair and followed the businesswoman. "Is it something to do with that kimono?"

"Something bigger," Yada answered as she led her to a quiet outdoor area behind the school. "And uh... Do you somehow have your umm... Pet rabbit with you?"

"Rabbit? I... How do you know I have a rabbit?" Fluttershy asked,

"Mr Shiota told me about your past story," Yada replied,

"I see. Well, Angel forced himself into my schoolbag this morning. Luckily, I managed to spot him sneaking in and made sure that he didn't leave the cage let alone the house."

"That so? From what I've read, I'm afraid it's not going to help much..."

"What do you mean?" Fluttershy asked, unsuspecting a white blur dashing silently towards her from behind, opening his wide jaw and sinking his incisors into one of Fluttershy's leg.

"Eeep!" Fluttershy yelped in pain. Lifting her bitten leg towards her body, she rubbed it a little while quickly looking at the source of the pain at the same time, noticing a small white rabbit standing quite close to her. "A-Angel!?!?" The rabbit responded stood on its hind legs with a cross-armed frown.

"That's what I thought..." Yada sighed, "that is one smart rabbit."

"Angel? How did you get here?" Fluttershy asked, Angel merely pointed towards the sky and bared his teeth towards it. From behind the clouds, a silhouette emerges as fast as a speeding dart. Circling the very area above the School. Its loud calls were heard by all, and they stopped to look up at the majestic caller above them.

"Wow..." Fluttershy gasped in amazement. Though common in Equestria, to see this bird right on top of where they live is a truly amazing experience indeed. Fluttershy could tell with a simple glimpse, what this bird was.

"A Peregrine Falcon... Who would ever think that such a bird would come around the urban area?" Fluttershy whispered as she continued watching the named bird circling around the school. The students outside had their eyes peeled upon the bird, even Angel had his eyes fixed on the bird while still baring his teeth, and mysteriously refusing to move or hide. It was only for a few seconds till Fluttershy remembered the food chain and looked down ready to protect her beloved pet.

"Wait... Angel?" Fluttershy looked at her pet with suspicion, not a single ounce of fear was present on the rabbit. "Why aren't you--?"

"Well..." Yada interrupted as the bird began to descend. "Our visitor's sort of in the same boat as Angel."

"What do you mean?" Fluttershy turned back to the bird, now reaching the roof of the school, and beginning to fly less in a circle.

"There's something that you need to do." Yada instructed, pulling out a thick glove, "put this on your hand, then hold it out."

"O-Okay." Fluttershy did as she was told and stretched her hand towards the air. Finding the signal, the falcon accelerated its descent and after the few quick wing slaps, landed neatly upon the protected hand of Fluttershy, leaving the young girl with her jaw open and full of astonishment.

"U-Uh..." Fluttershy stammered as she directly stared at the up-and-close falcon, "d-do I know you?"

"Yep!" Yada nodded, "I think it likes you!"

"W-Wow..." Fluttershy whispered in amazement once again as she calmed down to examine the marvellous falcon before her, while it stared at her with sharp eyes. As she did that, she noticed something different.

"Hang on, this isn't the normal Duck Hawk that you'd see around here," Fluttershy picked up, "this one looks darker than the usual. You must be from another country."

"Guess where it is?" Yada asked, "Hint: It's from the country I was born in!"

"A Neighponese Peregrine Falcon." Fluttershy answered, "amazing."

"Just so you know, birds play an important role in the history of Neighpon." Yada added, "like a majority of lands in the middle ages, birds have been used as messenger carriers. Speaking of which, check its legs."

Checking the mentioned part, Fluttershy noticed the small tube firmly tied to the Falcon's leg adorned with a small tag. On the tag was the upward picture of a single but large butterfly in pink, its beautiful wings as sharp and pointed as blades, and leaving behind a trail of red. With her right hand, Fluttershy cautiously reached towards the message, her eyes constantly making sure the Falcon has given permission. In response, the Falcon showed no sign of hostility, nor any ready stance to defend itself. It just calmly looked at Fluttershy... While glancing at Angel for a second or two. Figuring out that it was safe, Fluttershy swiftly pinched the rope holding the small tube, and carefully threaded it out to prevent any pain for the bird. The moment the tube was removed, the falcon leapt from the hands of Fluttershy, and onto the ground, where it slowly made its advance upon the ever-cautious White Rabbit, who was returning quite a nasty look.

"Well?" Yada encourage as Fluttershy opened the tube and pulled out the contents within, "what does it say?"

Without any word in return, Fluttershy opened the message like a scroll and read the contents slowly and surely.

It has been a long time my dear Fluttershy. By the time you receive this letter, you may have grown from the young child you were to a very beautiful girl who has the kindest of hearts to humans and animals alike. How are you? Have you been treating Angel well? And on that topic, has he been treating you well? I'm sure you two are close.

As you've grown older by now, you probably know your manners to return messages of thanks and such. I'm afraid that I cannot respond via today's technology, but feel free to send a letter with Hana. Who's Hana? Why, she's the one carrying this letter from me to you! She is a very strong and trustworthy companion of mine, and will offer her life to you as she did to me. I'm not sure if you found out, but Hana is a very smart animal like Angel, but she doesn't get along with him very well. Anyway, I hope you are able to lead your life the way you wish it to be, and that I will be watching over you. There are many things that I owe you like I owe the one I love with all my heart. May we one day meet in person.

With Loving Regards

C.B.B

Fluttershy slowly closed the scroll and stared back at the Falcon named Hana, furiously pressing her curved beak against Angel's fluffy face, giving looks of intimidation and horror at one another.

"You know," Yada replied, "I've always known that Falcons and Eagles were always the predators to Rabbits. Just seeing one furiously locked in intimidation without any form of attack is certainly something."

"Can you two stop it please?" Fluttershy commanded with a rhetorical question. Though only meeting for the first time, Hana had relented at the voice of the Shy girl and gestured with her wings that she's got her eye on Angel.

"So... Hana right?" Fluttershy crouched down as low as she could towards the Falcon, who sternly looked back with her ever-sharp gaze. "I really like the name." Extending a hand once again, Hana responded by bowing her head, allowing Fluttershy to give her a small scratch on the neck, just as how birds are petted. The bushy but smooth feathers brushed and tickled the tiny cracks and bumps upon Fluttershy's finger, a very calming and smooth feel to the shy girl.

"You're adorable." Fluttershy giggled, "welcome to Equestria Hana. I'll be sure to take care of you alongside Angel."

"Just so you know," Yada replied, "I received a letter (by regular means) this morning addressed to me and my hotel room regarding Hana's arrival in Equestria and instructions for you to follow when dealing with her. The concierge told me that the sender was some foreign businessman who's company resides in Neighpon. I'll give that to you when we return."

"Thanks a lot for showing me Hana Ms Yada." Fluttershy thanked as Hana decided to perch upon her shoulder, "now I think I've got an idea how to spice up my role. Let's hurry back, I can't wait to show everyone my new friend!"

"Just what I was thinking," Yada winked, "I need to fulfil my promise to Pinkie and give her the information regarding the Dormitory!"

"Sounds like you've made amends with her already."

"It was worth it!" Yada responded, and they both laughed. Once again, they were once unaware of Angel vengefully sneaking up behind them and once again sinking his incisors into Fluttershy's other leg.

"Oww!" Fluttershy jumped in pain again, "sorry Angel, I almost forgot about you. Come here." Fluttershy reached down and picked her pet rabbit up and nestling him within her shirt once again.

"Alright then everyone," Nagisa announced as he sat in front of Cheerilee's Primary student class once again, "are you ready for another story?"

"Yeah!" The class responded, with Cheerilee sitting behind them.

"Then let's begin. This time, I am going to be talking about the story of The Lion and the Mouse. Once upon a time, a very tiny mouse had accidentally interrupted the slumber of a big great lion..." As the Neighponese teacher carried the class through an imaginative story time, Cheerilee took that time to absorb the story itself. From waking the lion, the mouse pleaded for mercy and the dishonour that comes with killing an animal so unworthy. Roaring with, cynicism, laughter and entertainment, the Lion set him free on such Charlatan behaviour.

Until days later, Hunters ensnared the big great lion. With no way to ever escape the firm, sturdy ropes of the net, the Lion roared, not out of laughter or intimidation, but complete fear and desperation for help. His roars, however, were heard by the very same mouse that he spared. The mouse remembered the act of mercy that the Lion gave to him, and what it did next struck Cheerilee with a realisation.

Despite its small stature, the little runt gnawed effortlessly through the hunter's net that trapped the lion, biting and breaking as many of the ropes as he could, freeing the Lion completely. And with every one of Ascot's Fable, a moral lies behind that story: Where the act of mercy does have its reward, and that even the smallest person can help another who is a hundred or even a thousand times greater than he is.

"... And that is the story of the Lion and the Mouse." Nagisa finished as he stood up and bowed. The Primary school kids replied with a standing ovation.

"Thank you very much, everyone." Nagisa thanked, "I hope I was truly a great teacher for you. Unfortunately, I may not be the next teacher back."

"Oh we know Mister Sensei." Apple Bloom replied, "but even so, you're a really lovely person, especially a foreign person too! Not tryin' to be racist, ah'm just really surprised an' interested."

"No offence at all taken, but... Do you really want me back?"

"Please Mr Sensei!" The class responded with pleas and puppy-dog eyes,

"We'll see, We'll see..." Nagisa sighed, "but I think we should all get ready to go home now. The bell's about to ring in 3... 2... 1..."

*Ring!* *Ring!*

The moment the bell rang, the small children all stood up immediately and dashed straight for their cubby holes to collect their personal items.

"Bye Mr Sensei, Bye Cheerilee!" The voices of many students said their farewells as they departed the classroom.

"Wow," Cheerilee started as the last student left the room, "you really do have a thing for the little children."

"This wasn't the first time." Nagisa answered, "you see, my class and I had to help with a Primary Cram School when I was still a Teenager in my Secondary years. It was tricky, but we managed to win their trust as we helped them out. To be truthful, we got into that situation as a punishment by our own carelessness, but the experience was worth it."

"What did you do that was so bad?"

"We accidentally frightened and badly injured the Principal of Said School, and we were forbidden from studying until we had to atone for our mistakes, and that was to help the Cram School out."

"Ah, how noble."

"I'm sure those cram school kids are in High School right now, and they're working as hard as ever."

"You know Mr Shiota?" Cheerilee changed the subject, "I was wrong."

"Pardon?"

"I was wrong." Cheerilee admitted, "I was wrong yesterday. After learning about the story of the Lion and the Mouse, I would never have known how even the weak or the small can be just as strong for others in higher positions."

"Oh, there's better fables and folk stories for that." Nagisa replied, "just decided to pick one that's, Family Friendly."

"I guess I've still got a long way to go before I become an actual teacher." Cheerilee answered, "perhaps there's plenty of things I got to rewrite."

"Now now, don't jump the gun. That's the sign that you're still a young and ambitious person." Nagisa replied, "just because something is better than another, doesn't mean it should be replaced entirely. Everything has a strength and a weakness, and having more than one view or model can allow you to reach and find answers that you would never expect but oh so logical and simple to answer an issue. It's a tough job being a student council leader, but it's not impossible to settle a balance where both parties can agree upon."

"Mr Shiota?" Cheerilee asked once again,

"What is it this time?"

"Your club really runs a disciplined but caring crew," Cheerilee confessed, "and if anything, I think you've succeeded in your mission here. From tomorrow onwards, I want to be part of the Special Tutorship Club."

"Hey listen," Nagisa replied, "that's a really good thing, but are you sure? I mean, we can try to assist you with your other important necessities as much as we can."

"Don't worry, it just involves me to work as harder than I'm used to. Besides, I've got you and the rest of the club to help me out, and that's something that's important in a class."

"I'm very much on board with that." Nagisa smiled, "welcome to the Special Tutorship Club."

"Thank you!" Cheerilee thanked, a smile as natural and as wide as can be.

Week 4 Thursday: A contest to remember

"Good Morning Everyone. This is your Principal Speaking. As you know, today marks the day of our inter-club contest. Believe me, we have established a promising number of clubs that are participating. In no certain order, we have:

The Science Club run by Professor Phos,

The Orchestral Club conducted by Mr Metro

The Drama Club led by Madame Playwright

The Movie Club filmed with Mr Reel

The Choir club harmonised by Mr Tone

And the Special Tutorship Club guided by Mr Shiota

The contest will happen right after Recess, so be sure to make your way to the Gym and not your classroom. Your MC for this contest will be your usual Student Council and speaker Cheerilee!

And that is all from your Principal. May your studies ever flourish!

"Good Morning Class." Nagisa greeted his twelve students sitting prudently in their seats (or Thunderlane who's sitting prudently on his desk). "I had a feeling you'd show up together for the day of our competition."

"After all we've been through under you, arriving early for important events is now a natural response within us," Roseluck responded,

"Whatever the case, I'm glad that you're all here." Nagisa continued, "I've never been hearing a lot of the presentation ever since it's initial start, so can anyone explain the entire order?"

"It would be my pleasure." Flash answered, taking the role, "as you know, we'll be doing a special presentation based on Neighponese lore and history. Our first half starts off with introducing Neighpon from their geographical location, then we move examples of modern culture in Neighpon. Our next half changes the atmosphere into Neighpon's history, then finally our battle to finish it all off. Fleetfoot and Noteworthy worked together to form a slide-like presentation for our pictures to present."

"May I have a treat after all this?" Fleetfoot asked, "I'm so tired..."

"Well..." Nagisa and Yada looked at each other, "whether we win or lose, we have a sweet gift from us to you, and it isn't just food."

"Neighponese food is a Goddess-send," Soarin noted, "seriously, I never liked fish until I tasted the way it was prepared in Neighpon."

"Except for Sushi though." Roseluck objected, "those things have a slimy aftertaste."

"Anyway," Yada replied, "Justice is busy moving our baggage out of the hotel and into a better place. He'll join us before the contest begins."

"Moving into the dorms?" Pinkie asked,

"Exactly." Yada winked, "Fluttershy?"

"Got it." Fluttershy turned to the class while Yada made her way to open a window "I have a few things I'd like to introduce to you. First..." She pulled out a cat cage that enclosed a rabbit. "This is my pet Rabbit Angel. Despite the name, he's a guy." She opened the cage, "come on Angel, say hi to everyone!" Angel strolled out as if he owned the place, gave dirty looks to all the bipedal creatures around him, sneered and marched back into the cage,

"Well, he's certainly got some attitude." Cloudchaser guffed, "but what's he going to do?"

"Are you familiar with Animal Messengers?" Flash asked, "that's what Angel is going to do."

"How sharp of you Flash!" Fluttershy complimented, "never thought you'd see Angel and think animal messengers."

"Animals are smart beings, and messengers are an important history in the Army,"

"That sounds cool and all but, a Rabbit? Why a Rabbit as an animal messenger?" Flitter asked,

"We could throw in that rabbits hold a cultural symbol for New Years in Neighpon, and not just because it's an allusion to a certain show in pop culture."

"That's not answering the question Fluttershy." Nagisa reminded, "she means, 'why a rabbit for an animal messenger'?"

"If you REALLY want to get into the details..." Fluttershy took a deep breath, "If we were in times of war, a Rabbit would be a less likely target than a pigeon or falcon carrying a message, not to mention that a rabbit uses speed as well as the ability to traverse underground. On the other hand..."

"It is a common target for hunters as well as predators." Nagisa finished, "and travel time between destinations is achieved faster in the air than the ground." At that sound, Angel stomped out of the cage and shook a fist at the azure-eyed teacher,

"On the other hand," Nagisa coughed, "Yada told me about your 'pets' Fluttershy."

"Speaking of pets, this is the first time some of you have seen Angel right?"

"Eeyup." Big Mac nodded,

"Well yesterday, I've been given another pet from the same person who gave Angel to me, please stand back everyone," Fluttershy instructed as she wore the thick glove from yesterday and held it out the window. A few seconds later, a Peregrine Falcon landed neatly onto Fluttershy's gloved hand, taking everyone by surprise (except for Yada).

"Wh-Woah!" Noteworthy jumped at the stout appearance of Hana as Fluttershy brought her in the Class. "Your other pet is a Falcon?"

"Yes," Fluttershy calmly nodded, "her name is Hana, and she's born in Neighpon. She'll be the second animal messenger for the group."

"So what do you need them to do?" Thunderlane sarcastically asked and laughed, "deliver the speeches to you?" Fluttershy stared back with an 'are you kidding me?' Face, stopping his laughter the moment he looked back,

"As I said, Animal Messengers." Fluttershy repeated, "they're going to be handy for the allusion to historical Neighponese times."

"Fair enough," Thunderlane shrugged,

"And another thing," Fluttershy mentioned, "Mr Shiota?"

"Yes?"

"Yada and I talked about the presentation and I think... What if our club supervisor joined us in the presentation? I mean, we are all in this together!"

"Are you sure? I've only briefly read the script and I haven't done any form of rehearsal for it."

"Not to worry," Yada smiled, "it's something that you have been doing since Junior High!"

"I'm not sure what I get--Oh..." Nagisa's eyes widened, "No... Oh no!!!"

"Oh yes!" Fluttershy and Yada nodded and spoke in unison, as the businesswoman held up a set of Neighponese Clothes, and a Sky-blue patterned paper parasol.

"No!" Nagisa stepped back in fear, "getting called a female is bad enough already! I'm NOT going to cross the dressing border again!"

"Pretty please?" Fluttershy asked, "I mean, there is such a thing as male geishas back in Neighpon!"

"Then get someone else to do it! Preferably someone who actually looks like a guy!"

"Nagisa, we all know that you still have your effeminate looks from the gossip of other students. What more than to fulfil their hopes and dreams?" Yada persisted,

"Let me repeat myself. I do not want to cross the dressing border!" Nagisa refused,

"Fluttershy, Ms Yada." Flash protested, "I think you're beginning to upset Mr Shiota. Perhaps we can save it for a less embarrassing time?"

"Oh no," Thunderlane placed a shoulder on the young soldier boy, "I'm with them dressing him up, but you and the rest of the class need convincing."

"Then leave it to me, I'd like all of you to take a gander at this school photo of Mr Shiota, Coach Justice and me when we were still in Junior High School." Yada answered as she pulled out a photograph and passed it to the students, "now Nagisa, do you promise to guide your students and make them learn?"

"I'm not sure how this is learning." Nagisa countered,

"Ah, whatever. Just wondering if you would refuse your students." Yada moaned as she watched the photograph being passed through the class with laughs, giggles, wows, oohs, hmms, and all sorts of sounds effects. This continued throughout the students till the photo was passed back to Yada.

"Well?" Yada asked, "do you think our Tutor should join the party?" The students glanced at each other with questioning looks, nodded in agreement, then turned to face Nagisa with sharp red glares of evil and devious smiles on their faces.

"I think their faces says it all." Coach chuckled as Nagisa's face of confidence crumbled.

"Yada, there's a difference between following the pleas of students, and being forced to!" Nagisa objected,

"Everyone," Flash addressed, "it seems our beloved teacher won't take yes for an answer. What say we convince him?"

"With pleasure!" The students spoke in unison and slowly began advancing.

"NOOOO!!!!" Nagisa yelled as a wave of students tackled him to the ground and rendered him immobilised. Shaking his head to and fro and gasping for air, he had no choice but to concede. "Okay! Okay! I'll do it!!! Just get off me! I still have Neighponese classes to prepare for morning!!!"

"Yes!" Yada and Fluttershy celebrated with a high five while the students that piled on removed themselves from their Tutor. Leaving him crumpled and mangled on the floor.

"I can't believe I'm doing this again, after Fifteen Years since Junior High..." Nagisa moaned, "and how the heck did you get the same picture as I did?"

"You're not the only one who graduated from Kunugigaoka Nagisa," Yada chuckled, "Korosensei involved everybody in E Class, not just you!"

"A-Anyway, before we break out for class," Nagisa continued as he got up and dusted himself, "as preparing one's selves, another good thing is to know thy enemy. Let's see what the other clubs we're up against has in store, and listen to what the crowd would think. How is this going to be judged again?"

"The Principal and Vice-Principal will be the judges." Fleetfoot answered, "be wary though, they are incredibly strict in their judging as from the CHS Musical Showcase, although it kind-of became a battle-of-the-bands thing from what I've heard."

"Okay then, you're free to do the scouting mission if you want, but everything helps. Remember, this uhh... Is also a part of learning assassination. Everyone dismissed, get ready for your first periods and we'll see you back here at the start of recess."

"Sure thing!"

"Bye!"

"Catch you in the costume sir!"

The students offered their farewells before walking out of the class, giggling and sniggering with the excitement and anticipation to see their cross-dressing teacher.

"I'm going to die again..." Nagisa slumped his head on his desk in defeat.

"In that case," Yada huffed, trying to keep calm and not laugh, "I've got my periods of class to deal with too. See you then!"

Right after they left the class, the Special Tutorship Club began their task of scouting out and finding information before the first bell could roll in.

"Hey, you guys!" A boy approached a duo of girls in the school's main hall, "are you guys excited for the concert?"

"Of course!" One of the girls replied back, "It means we get to skip History and Religious Studies, the worst classes in school!"

"Are you kidding me? Maths and English are the worst of all, and boy am I so happy to skip them!"

"Well then," the guy chuckled, "is there any subject you don't want to skip?"

"Art," Went the first girl,

"Music," answered the second, "what about you?"

"Me? I actually don't want to skip our new Neighponese class." The guy chuckled,

"I knew it," the first girl chuckled, "that language was where all that Weeb stuff you watch come from!"

"Hey!" The guy clutched his heart in an act, "that's a low blow!"

"Oh yeah, wasn't he and his club participating in the contest? That tutor club?"

"Mm-hmm," the guy nodded, "except, I'm not sure what he and the club are going to do. Probably something boring."

"Well." The first girl shrugged, "I wouldn't expect anything else but a tutoring club to do something entertaining!" As the three friends continued talking, a Spiky Blue Haired male student overheard, taking in everything he can.

Meanwhile, in the almost empty Canteen, two boys that were short for their age were rambling...

"Hey, what do you think about the contest?" A chubby one with dirty brown hair spoke,

"Psh, just another dumb waste of time, like everything in School is! Only thing hype-worthy is the Movie Club. Everything else sucks!" The lanky yellow one with turquoise-like hair retorted,

"Care to explain?"

"Science, Music and Drama are all bloody boring and outdated. And that tutoring club run by the foreigner? Fucking waste of time!" The profane and crude words of the lanky boy reached the ears of a grey-coloured boy, who gripped his hands together in full anger until another boy held him by the shoulder in restraint.

"Leave him be Thunderlane." The boy warned, "prove him wrong when the show starts."

But despite the scouting of information mostly coming from eavesdropping, some students were friendly to share information about each other's club. It was still a friendly competition after all.

"So Fluttershy, Pinkie." Rarity asked as they hung out in an empty classroom, "what exactly are you doing for your club?"

"Well," Pinkie replied, "it's a super-duper presentation about Neighpon! At least, the most basic info on culture and history completely criticism-free! It's going to include technology, pictures, costumes and clothes, even a show of a fight with Neighponese weapons!"

"That sounds cool in itself already!" Rainbow mentioned,

"And you Rarity, are you and the Wondertones going to sing something as the representatives of the choir club?"

"Yes, an arranged acapella made by yours truly." Rarity answered, "though, it would feel a bit awkward for Big Mac since he'll be shown twice in the presentation for different clubs."

"Big Mac's the type of guy to take both." Applejack replied, "he's great with singin', but he's also a fan of showin' the flair of the Orient."

"Have you guys ever learned about different countries in Primary School?" Fluttershy asked,

"Not at all." Sunset shook her head, "I've only heard of the geographical locations of the countries, never what's inside."

"Although," Rainbow chuckled, "most of us do know that a majority of video games as well as the known 'Anime' originated from Neighpon. Also a little bit of some language from videos thrown around on the internet."

"Hey Applejack," Fluttershy changed topics, "don't mind if I ask a personal question but... Big Mac told me that one of your late family members was Neighponese, Fuji Apple. I'm quite interested, how did he meet the Apples?"

"Him?" Applejack asked, "well Sugarcube, ah know from Granny and other members of the Apple Family, was that when he came to Equestria as a lone migrant, he was as scared as a possum facing a buffalo stampede. He was unfamiliar with how Equestria does things compared to how he did back in his home. Apparently, some things 'round here are considered taboo over there within reason. To think our family was strict, everybody over there takes discipline and honour as a whole nation, and they don't take too kindly to Westerners because of our 'free-spirits'."

"That's one of the major reasons on why the internet seems to mock or criticise Neighpon for." Twilight pointed out,

"But mah family and ah couldn't give a cow's mess on what we Equestrians think about Neighpon and vice versa. Our family fostered him out of kindness and sympathy, and it surely wasn't wasted. He became comfier around Equestria and especially around us. He helped out a lot, learned to be brave and honest, his time with us got him showing us his Cutie Mark to prove what he's all about. He's an honourable man through and through, that he was like one of us."

"He sounds like a very sweet and noble man." Rarity complimented,

"Oh, it doesn't end there." Applejack laughed, "he fell in love with one of the family, and boy it sure brought as much chaos as three hoedowns would make on the same night. Not because he wants to ask us for her hand in marriage, but rather under the name of the Apples."

"Hoooly... Are you kidding me?" Rainbow gasped,

"No ah ain't sugarcube." Applejack shook her head, "everyone was concerned about Fuji's pride, but Granny Smith at that time defended that his humble love for our lucky gal IS his pride. Then again, she's always been watching over him for so long and so often, that he's like a son to her. So we accepted his honourable and humble request, and he became part of our family by law, but more importantly the Apple way. He was good in making drinks from various apples, alcoholic or not, and even spread the name around Neighpon too, for his love to his own home country. As of today, there are a few farms and orchids located in three regions of Neighpon under our name, Umanashi, Umagata and Shirohima though not exactly run by Apple Family. Aside from the business, what's important for both him and the family is that it's a strong connection for the Neighponese to understand Equestria and that we're not what they think we are. At least SOME of us..."

"Wow, it's very touching..." Fluttershy smiled, the more she learns about her friends, the closer she felt to them.

"Personally, however?" Applejack asked, "he's a good man. As he learned and lived with the culture of Equestria, he became confident to share his own culture, as well as other things. The ways of how the Neighponese farm and how they protect their harvest, different ways of making cider, juice and more, even taught us how to use those fancy Chopsticks that Rarity always uses. Still prefer the knife, fork and spoon though."

"Ha ha ha, it seems you guys never had a problem with him." Sunset laughed,

"He also introduced us some basic arts of self-defence, and as you know Big Mac's big on that. Rest of us not so much, but it's definitely something that can contribute to how ah fight."

"Is there anything else?" Pinkie leaned forward, eager to hear more.

"The best thing. Ah always love his apple fritters. He never sold his own handmade ones for business, only for the Apple Family. Ah only learned more about him after his passin'. A shame really, ah would have loved to walk with him when ah got older or even visit his hometown abroad, but he'll be watching us from afar and above, alongside ma and pa."

"So your parents have passed away?" Sunset noted, "you have my greatest condolences."

"Same here..." Fluttershy sighed, "just hearing how strong a family you have is really nostalgic. Despite death, you and Flash still carry your hopes and memories of your family."

"Fluttershy, sweetie, are you alright?" Applejack turned to face the shy girl, "ever since you joined the club, things haven't been the same for you. Course, ah'd imagine being shaken and shattered after brushing with death more than a few times now, but you seem rather... Driven."

"Well, The Special Tutorship Club isn't called Special for nothing." Fluttershy answered, "and ever since then, a certain figure from my past... Showed up today. I'm driven by that to learn more and keep in touch with those important to me."

"Ah see then..." Applejack sighed,

"Hmm..." Pinkie took turns looking at her two friends back and forth with a blank confusion.

Recess rolled in, and the start of the contest draws ever closer. As scheduled, the students of the Special Tutorship Club made their way back their Neighponese Classroom to share their details and hear further wisdom from their three Neighponese teachers.

"So everyone," Nagisa asked, "what were the initial thoughts of our audience?'

"A majority of the students are leaning towards the Science Club, Choir club, as well as the Movie Club. It's the biggest attention grabber. Only a very few were interested in the rest." Flash reported, "that's our generation for you."

"I see." Nagisa noted, "I hope no one is demoralised by that?"

"Not at all." Thunderlane spoke as he and the others shook their head, "We can always generate hype during the concert. Stick it right in their faces."

"Then good, I was just about to give you a pep talk about how information can relate to learning assassination." Nagisa finished,

"Now this is what I wanted to hear!" Soarin chuckled,

"Ms Yada? Care to do the honours?" Nagisa gestured,

"Certainly." Yada nodded, "my mentor, Ms Jelavić, was a notorious assassin that was able to carry out her targets with her bewitching charms. Breasts, Voice, language, connections, anything to allure the men. Of course, she never dealt with a group of students at the time, but she definitely showed us how dangerous she was as an assassin. The point is, she also had various skills aside from the whole killing and charismatic seduction. She learnt other things that helped us through various missions like the time when we had to climb to the top of a hotel to get an antidote to save our poisoned classmates, but we'll save that for another time."

"Now MY mentor said this: The wider the skill set, the easier the job." Kimura continued, "When it comes to versatility, she can adapt to most things. An example could be a stand-in for a pianist or a singer, all to-"

"Attract attention." Fleetfoot interrupted, "Perhaps attract a certain target to get into the assassin's range or a distraction for another team to take the shot."

"Exactly," Nagisa nodded, "the type of attention that you need to grab is just as important. As assassins, we make sure to control the entire situation and all the elements at play. We make sure nothing slips by us, and nothing can catch us off-guard."

"Now," Kimura asked, "may you remind us why we joined this contest?"

"Because we're a club," Fleetfoot answered, "and if we want to have more friends and club members, then we should make a spectacle! Of course..." She gulped, "we've got to make sure that they don't mind the assassin part of our tutors."

"Then that's the main objective." Kimura answered, "with the club contest being a talent show, you want to make sure that you imprint something that will stick in their minds for a long time."

"Well," Flash pulled out his Neightendo Toggle which he brought along for the play, "Video games are still considered a niche in Equestria, but it does have a very solid community."

"Don't worry about what others think." Nagisa continued, "people will always want to see something interesting coming from YOU."

"You know, it is funny that we only rehearsed a few things but not everything in motion, given the time we had," Roseluck mentioned,

"We had to compensate." Noteworthy replied, holding up a sheet of functions and controls for what seems to be a giant assortment of stage equipment, "you can say that we've been studying hard so as to not mess up."

"I'll admit. From a critic's point of view, our entire presentation will be half-baked given that our preparation and planning was completely crude." Nagisa replied, "but as humans, let's just give it our best when we step onto the stage."

"Yes sir!" The class answered in unison,

"But before we jump in, what say we have a little roll call on the teams? Care to do the honours Fluttershy?"

"Yes sir," Fluttershy nodded as she walked forward and turned to the class,

"Our Ninja, you ready?"

"Ready to put on a show," Thunderlane answered, putting his hands in a ninja pose and bowing,

"Our traditional dressers?"

"OK!" Flitter, Cloudchaser and Redheart signalled, raising their clothes in the air,

"Our Modern Dressers?"

"Yes, Madam!" Soarin, Pinkie and Roseluck saluted, each holding various items that are commonly seen in Neighpon.

"Our Fighters?"

"We are battle-ready." Flash swung his naginata to a ready stance,

"Eeyup." Big Mac Sheathed his wooden katana through a makeshift scabbard with the use of one of the belt holes on his pants.

"And stage cast!"

"We're ready!" Cried Fleetfoot and Noteworthy,

"Angel? Hana?" Fluttershy called as she opened the window, the long-reaching cry of Hana echoed from above. Angel saluted with his right paw while brandishing an anti-sensei knife with the other.

"Hey!" Kimura jumped at the sight of the knife-wielding bunny, "where did you get that?" He reached for the knife, "give it back!"

"Ms Yada, Coach Justice?"

"Yes madam!" Yada nodded,

"Y-Yes!" Kimura saluted, after prying the knife from Angel's paws.

"And Mr Shiota?"

"Right here Fluttershy," Nagisa bowed, "let's give this all that we've got!"

"Of course, the same goes to you!" She innocently smiled as the class giggled,

"What's with the--Oh... That's right." Nagisa sighed as he looked down at his body.

*THE CONTEST BEGINS ON THE NEXT CHAPTER...*

Author's Note

Phew! That took a while, lots of things happening, but here's the first half. The contest comes tomorrow! I'll see if I can finish the entire day before February rolls in!

Now Here's a fun quiz! Can you guess the Three Actual Prefectures that Applejack listed?

Week 4 Thursday: A Contest Spectacular

"Welcome everyone, to Canterlot High School's first inter-club contest!" Principal Celestia announced, "I hope you've brought along snacks while you're being entertained, and might I remind you that although we do have staff, it would make their job easier if you take rubbish with you too. Now without further ado, may I please present to you, Cheerilee!"

The crowd applauded as their Principal walked off while the Student Council President took the stage. Yada and Kimura applauded with them as they sat in the teacher's spot.

"Thank you very much, Principal Celestia!" Cheerilee thanked, "for a basis of introduction, our clubs have are known to be hard magical workers, and are guaranteed to present something extraordinary! Be amazed! Be allured, Be mesmerised!" Cheerilee continued on her introductions and instructions by gesturing to the program placed under the seats of most of the chairs. Upon its well-designed programme, the Special Tutorship Club was positioned as the last club to perform, as if it was expected, starting first with the Science Club, and then the Orchestral, Drama, Movie and Glee Club. Cheerilee had to go over a few safety matters first, such as the case of a Fire, Blackout and whatnot, not to mention the use of photography is strictly forbidden except for the filming crew (and their photographer's exceptional!).

"Alright, time's a wasting!" Cheerilee sighed with relief as she got the safety stuff out of the way, "Let's get this show on the road! I want you to give a big welcome to our inventive and genius Science Club!" The audience applauded as a group of students wearing lab coats and goggles entered the stage, some carried big trays of science apparatus and equipment, while others with free hands waved to the applauding crowd. Waiting for the stage crew to quickly drag some tables out, the Supervising Teacher took the mike and gave a welcoming speech as the other students set their equipment up,

"Thank you! Thank you very much!" Professor Phos spoke, "as an entry, Science is truly an amazing gift on what you can find and achieve with it! I'd like to give a warm welcome to our students! A special mention goes to our Most Valuable Member, a great young genius of your generation, Comet Tail!" He introduced a dull yellow boy who walked forward and bowed to the audience, who responded with applause. Without any other word, the straight-faced student took his place on his table.

"Alright, I've dragged on long enough." Professor Phos sighed, "let's show you our marvel!"

And it was certainly a marvel indeed. The Science Club performed many quick experiments that were very risky and was not imitated in a usual Science Class. Creating colour-changing flares, layers upon layers of coloured liquid, a Cute Bottle Rocket that was powered by the baking soda-vinegar volcano trick, and the biggest highlight of it all: Nitrogen-made Ice Cream. The brave soul who dared to try it (along with a drum roll) was amazed by its taste,

"It's Delicious!!!" He yelled out, and the crowd yelled in cheers.

"Ha ha ha! That's adorable!" Kimura laughed, "it's great to see that something so major in humanity's life is used for the smallest of things, and that really counts!"

"Hey! At least we didn't have to use it for assassination!" Yada responded, and they both laughed together.

"Shh!!!" Mr Ramon, who was sitting next to them, shushed.

"Sorry!" The two teachers giggled. They looked at each other with the surprising unison... And giggled again.

"Thank you very much for your works Science Club!" Cheerilee thanked as she got back on the stage and waved the club away. "Now, as the stage crew are setting up for our next performance. I should give the details on who's next. Moving from pleasing the eyes, we now come to please your ears! That's right, the Orchestral Club is coming up next, and they're ready to play us an energetic Concerto!"

Behind her, the stage crew replaced the tables with a large number of chairs and music stands. In the middle of those two, a number of students carried or rolled various instruments of the four known categories: Strings, Woodwind, Brass and Percussion, some also brought their chairs and stands to assist the crew. Once the Club got set up, the Conductor Mr Metro made his appearance and bowed. The audience fell silent as ready to listen to the performance.

Instead, the Conductor gestured to a grey-skinned girl with dark hair who firmly walked onto the stage carrying a big Cello. The female cellist turned to the audience and lightly bowed before taking a seat on a stool placed just for her, facing the audience.

"Octavia Melody." Kimura whispered, "she's CHS' professional music player, she wins at least two music competitions a year. Her family has a rich lineage of musicians as well as being plain rich too."

"Hey, did any of us play a musical instrument?" Yada asked,

"Mimura for sure. However, Air guitar doesn't count!" Kimura joked back, and they laughed again.

"Oy!" Mr Ramon rasped, "keep it down!"

"Sorry!" The two responded,

"But jokes aside," Kimura continued, "I know that one was part of the music club, and another had a hobby of jazz dancing."

"Seems uncorrelated. Who?"

"Our long-distance shooters, Chiba and Hayami!"

"Aww..." Yada smiled, "It's warm to talk about our classmates once again while we're in another country, I feel nostalgic already. I wonder how the two are doing now?"

"I dunno, but there's still one more classmate of ours making music..." Kimura smiled,

"And that's Ritsu..." The two finished off with a giggle.

"Why do I bother?" Mr Ramon sighed at the giggling adults.

Without any other sound, the Conductor turned to the orchestra and signalled them to get ready. Bows were on strings, sticks were at the ready, all of the woodwind musicians placed their respective instruments close to their mouths, ready to start at the movement of their Conductor. Everyone fell silent, ready to take in the first instrument they could hear.

But at the jump of the Conductor, the Orchestra all played at once with great volume and sudden timing. The Fortissimo volumes of every instrument tore through the crowd with surprise, taken aback by this sudden attack.

"Well isn't that a way to start a show!" Kimura spoke,

"What? I can't hear you!" Yada replied,

"Ay Caramba keep it down!" Mr Ramon moaned. Yes indeed, the audience was pulled in for a high-speed rollercoaster ride, but little did they know that a Concerto was made for a solo instrument with an accompaniment. Octavia, calm and stoic as she can be, placed her bow onto her strings and joined in at the perfect point and played at the exact same speed as the Orchestra was, immediately making the entire orchestra her accompaniment as she melodically leads the charge.

"Woah!" The crowd gasped, as did Mr Ramon. Kimura and Yada on the other hand? They just smiled at the entrance of the Cellist. It was truly amazing from start to finish. The cellist Octavia had no emotion upon her face as she silently introduced herself with a bow, but the way she plays and moves her body was a pure emotion that goes along with the Concerto. Throughout all the three movements, she was the main focus, the main character in the musical context. The commander of the advancing army, the griever in the military funeral ceremonies, and the Award Winner in the Celebration of Complete Victory. She played flawlessly through every cadenza and tempo change, added so many instrument techniques to her playing, held every fermata as if the World Stood still, and finished the entire concerto with a loud bang and a pose.

No matter who people are, and no matter if a majority of the audience loathes classical music, the vigorous enthusiasm of the Orchestra and Octavia, the musician with deceptive emotions, caused everyone to give an enormous standing ovation for the Club. Whilst the conductor bowed as many times as he could, the Stoic Cellist only bowed once when gestured to. With that, the entire Orchestra packed their things along with the stage crew and left the stage without any hassle.

"Bravissimo! Bravissima!" Yada exclaimed.

"What a performance!" Cheerilee hopped back to the stage as she waved them off, "that was truly exhilarating! Looks like our judges may have a tough time deciding! Which reminds me, I should tell you who are judges are. Light please?" With her instruction, the spotlight gravitates towards the judges' table, where two of the most important members of the School are. "Like our Musical Showcase, they are also our judges for this club contest and let me tell you, they are just as strict as any judge in our Country, despite being entertained so easily. So stay on your toes for the clubs that are yet to perform!"

The clubs did more than just stay on their toes, they were further motivated to perform their best, which was the speech's intention in the first place. The Drama Club, after a soliloquy made by Madame Playwright, did a great rendition of one of Swishspeare's dramatic acts, the defeat and end of the dreadful King Richard the Third. It was well performed, the emotions of an evil usurper running for his life were great and it made all the staff members entertained, although it wasn't much of a turn-on for the rest of the students when they went through hell and back deconstructing that same play for their English syllabus.

"Mr Ramon?" Yada asked, "do you know what the teens do for English class?"

"Well Señorita, I was raised in Mexicolt while you were raised in Neighpon as children. Our English classes would be the same for you then, learning English?"

"That's what happened." Kimura nodded, "though in primary school. What about Junior High, or just High School for you?"

"I've heard that English for them comes from having to read and comprehend various literature and movies. You know, really technical stuff that we would normally do when consulting the literature of our own language."

"But that means we had to do both!" Yada yelped, "not just reading through English Literature, translated or not, but we even had to do the same to our own language. Meanwhile, Equestria's languages classes are just exactly learning the language instead!"

"Silencio!" Mr Ramon reminded them, "on the bright side, at least we know more than they ever will!"

The Movie Club was next, and the animation they presented was one of the most thought-provoking topics the School has ever seen. It presented many historical cases from past to present, and the events that changed humanity and the many different things that set them apart be it Gender, Sex Orientation, Nationality, Religion and every feature within a human that would be simply perceived as different. It was handled with such dedication and delicateness in music, voices, pictures, excerpts, and whatnot, that was was not biased towards one another. The end message was this, change is something that will always shake the world whether it was good or not and for the future to come, but that change begins with you. This message was so heavy-hearted but filled with hope, that yet another standing ovation was given with such enthusiasm, even the Judges stood up and clapped.

"Amazing." Yada spoke as she clapped, "what do you think Masayoshi?"

"There were many topics in there that we would rarely talk about, mostly because we find it... Irrelevant in our lives. I'd uh... It really helps me rethink my way of thinking now." Kimura answered, "I can definitely see the inspiration that drives all those Manga Artists and Anime Makers, something that Fuwa and Mimura would do. They'd learn a thing or two from Equestria!"

"Don't take it so dramatically," Mr Ramon laughed, "sometimes, it takes time to come to terms with change. Just like it took me before I began loving the Goddess of Magic! I hated her when I was young."

"Sounds dramatic," Yada answered back with a chuckle.

"What a spectacle!" Cheerilee thanked the group as the movie cast and team bowed to the group. "What a tremendous story, and an important history that we should always learn and remember, so we can take it to the future! Now, for our Penultimate act, we've got the one, the only, the Wondertones of the Choir Club!!! Let's see if you can give them your welcoming song!"

"Uhh..." The students and staff nervously shuffled,

"I mean just what you've always been doing! Cheering and clapping!" Cheerilee sighed, the crowd laughed at the realisation and began clapping as the Wondertones Quartet stepped onto the stage complete with their trademark Wondertones fleece and bow tie. A majority of the boys (and girls) wowed at the sight of Rarity, leader of the Wondertones and the most dazzling of them all. At the back of the line, Big Macintosh walked behind with a wide-eyed smile as he straightened his bow tie. He enjoyed singing, he enjoyed being the bassline for his fellow singers, and he can't wait for everyone to hear. At the same time, he was super excited that he was participating in another club event that means a lot to him, and it so happens to be the very next (and last) one...

"Now now everyone," The Club Supervisor and Vocal conductor, Mr Tone announced. "We will be singing you an energetic song arranged into an acapella that we all had fun with. So get ready! Now then..." With a signalling cough, the audience fell silent and were ready to hear the quartet break out in song.

"Hmm..." Big Mac started with the Bass,

"Hmm..." The Tenor, Toe-Tapper, joined in a different pitch,

"Hmm..." The Alto, Torch Song, joined in the tune, a pitch even higher.

"Hmm..." Rarity was the last to join, her voice nailing her role as the Soprano.

Like a barbershop quartet, the four broke through their respective voice ranges and began singing in acapella formation, a very well-known pop song. Big Mac was singing the beat of the tune as he joined with the finger snapping and slight dancing of the Wondertones. Throughout their amazing harmony and resemblance of the Wondertone's voices to the many instruments played in the song. It was catchy, it was soothing, it caught the student audience by the ears as they listen to a great rendition of a very famous and recent song. Everyone in Equestria who's heard about for a long time would know this song by heart, the two Neighponese teachers on the other hand...

"They sing great, they really do." Kimura complimented,

"Maybe we should actually listen to the original piece in the first place," Yada chuckled,

"Perhaps I can loan you my music over lunchtime in the Teacher's Lounge?" Mr Ramon offered, "I've got the latest music here too if you don't mind some good ol' Mehicolt."

"That is a very generous offer Mr Ramon," Yada smiled "thank you."

"Hey!" A small whisper came from the sides of their seats. The teachers turned around to see Flitter up to their faces,

"Our beloved Tutor needs you!" Flitter explained, "we've decided to add a bit more to our Ninja trick and other things, we need you to add some more props!"

"O-Okay then," Yada nodded, "Masayoshi, can you stay here?"

"No problem Madam." Kimura saluted,

"Catch you later!" Yada winked as Flitter led her to the exit.

"So Mr Kimura," Mr Ramon asked, "what does your club have in store?"

"It's happening right after, you'll be surprised." Kimura chuckled as the Wondertones finish their last note in unison and ended with a pose. Massive screams of cheers went up the crowd and cheered just as loud as the Orchestra Club and the Movie Club. As the Quartet finished bowing, Big Mac looked to Rarity and his other fellow singers as if silently asking for something. Getting nods of approval, Big Mac quickly darted off the stage, frantically taking off his bowtie and Wondertone fleece.

"Thank you! Thank you very much! Truly spectacular singing!" Cheerilee thanked and waved as the Wondertones calmly left the stage, "Wow everyone! It's been nothing but applause and cheers from you! We're certainly going to lose our voices and hands here, not to mention our judges having a hard time to decide!" Cheerilee joked, "but it's not over. As I used the word 'Penultimate', there is indeed one more entrant!!! Before we get to that though, I'd like to thank you all for attending this contest and to thank all of the crew for setting this up. Our stage cast, our staff members, our Principal and Vice-Principal. Thank you for giving us this opportunity to show our extra-curricular flair! Give them a hand everyone!" With that, everyone began applauding, though it wasn't as loud as it was for the Choir Club,

"Okay everyone," Cheerilee laughed, signalling everyone to calm down, "now without further ado, I'd like to present to you on the stage, our newly established club for this year supervised by our newly established teacher for this year! Please! Welcome! The Special Tutorship Club!"

The crowd politely but still loudly applauded as Fluttershy walked up to the stage with a microphone grasped by her trembling hands. She looked to the crowd, shivering as the clapping died down pretty fast. At times like this when she's alone on the stage... It gets a little... No, VERY frightening for her.

"Good luck," Cheerilee whispered to Fluttershy as she left the stage.

"H-Hello, everyone." Fluttershy greeted while holding the microphone to her lips, "I-I'm sure many of you have a lot of questions, as to why we haven't got Mr Shiota introducing us, or where he is at the moment. But there's a big overarching question you want to know right now, what can a tutoring club like... Like ours d-do?" Her legs started shaking as she saw the crowd of students and staff, starting to lose interest. Fluttershy took a deep breath and continued,

"Well... Not a lot that would be entertaining, but... It's mostly regarding our new Neighponese Teacher who just returned to school this week, not to mention our multi-language teacher as well as our new coach... A-And the thing they have in common... Is the c-country they were born from, and that's what we would like to uh... Tutor you in a very entertaining way."

On cue, Angel entered the stage with an A4 sized paper kept between his teeth. He approached Fluttershy and passed the sheet to her, getting the crowd's attention once again. Fluttershy examined the words upon it and looked back to the crowd with a firm look and nodded towards the back of the audience. A large image of Neighpon's Geography projected on the large wall backdrop behind Fluttershy, and on the big screens.

"This," Fluttershy gestured to the image, "is the country of Neighpon. It is located on the Eastern side of the world, far away from where we are." The image moved to the next image of the geographical map of the world and its continents, with the country of Equestria and Neighpon being circled.

"Unlike our Fifty States, Neighpon is developed into Eight Regions as shown in this Picture." The picture changed back into the country of Neighpon, this time with its specified regions colour coded and labelled. "Within each region, a number of prefectures."

"Fleetfoot managed to get that right," Kimura nodded,

"They may have different cultures, they may have different ways of life... But it certainly is interesting to take in the sights." The screen then delved through various different photos of the Country itself, such as a large tall shopping centre in a well known District in Tokyoats,

"This is Tokyoats, the capital city of Neighpon. The picture you see right now is one of the most famous crossroads and shopping centre. Yes, I'm talking about this big tower with the 3-digit number. This place is considered to be one of the most modern districts in the world, and where a majority of the Neighponese population live. But it's not all just about the new and relevant. Neighpon is also very associated with their history and culture too." The next slide turns to another district, where endless streets were strewn with shops, hotels, game centres, all covered by a large roof that stood up on top. It then darted towards a large Neighponese castle surrounded by a very low moat and a scale of rocks that proved to be impossible to climb.

"This is Oaksaka, the second most populated region in Neighpon and contains the most historical and cultural aspect that makes Neighpon." She looked down her scripts, "there are many more photos we can show you about Neighpon, but it wouldn't be fulfilling if we didn't talk about the people..." On cue, Roseluck and Soarin stepped out, acting like normal people walking about in their lives.

"Neighponese people well... We always hear plenty of bad things on the internet, but if you think about it, they lead similar lives as we do. Eating, sleeping, going to work, socialising, and making mistakes in our lives in which we sometimes leave us and others very guilty about." As she spoke, Roseluck bowed to Soarin while holding out a business card as a way of greeting. Soarin accepted it and bowed too, only to bump his head (purposely) on Roseluck. The crowd chuckled and laughed as both raised their heads in pain and rubbed their bumps out of clumsiness while silently chuckling. Soarin bowed again out of apology, but at least further away from Roseluck.

"Now, I hope you can forgive me for playing the kid here, but I'm sure you'd like to see what Neighpon is most known for in the World. First..." Fluttershy paused for Roseluck pulled out a book and began reading it, "Neighponese graphic novels, or Manga as they call it. Stories that are written out in Comic-Strip style. It may be just as long as the comics of our Superheroes! But aside from that, they also make..." Soarin pulled out Flash's Neightendo Toggle, and began playing with it, "Video Games! A majority game companies well known around the world originate from Neighpon. Neightendo, Haystation, 4-Sided Enigma, PONY, you get the gist!" She took another deep breath to check the audience, their eyes were at least glued to the stage, though their frowns tell a different story.

"Come on Fluttershy." Kimura whispered, "you can do it!"

"But aside from these things we know today, there is so much more that one can only see in Neighpon, and those are festivals... Festivals that happen at least more than once every year, and vary between regions and prefectures."

"WHEEE!!!" Pinkie hopped out with a fox mask stuck onto her puffy hair (yes, the hair caused the mask to stick rather than a string wrapping around the hair) as well as many items, snacks and gifts clenched in her hands and wrapped around her body. The picture background changed from daytime to nighttime, where the skies were lit up by the warm ambient lights of a Neighponese festival. Roseluck and Soarin are surprised by Pinkie's entrance as she happily hopped to the duo and offered them some items. Roseluck, acting interested, happily accepted a Pinwheel from Pinkie while Soarin took a bag filled with teensy colourful bits of candy.

"There are many types of food, prizes to win, and many games to win those prizes! We're glad to show you an example. Watch!" Fluttershy gestured.

Pinkie trotted off the stage and returned with a plastic tub, while Big Mac and Flash followed along with a table. As the table was placed down along with the tub on top of it, some of the TV displays swapped into a camera feed which gave a close up straight towards the stage. The stage cameraman hopped onto the stage to show everyone what was inside the tub.

"Oooh!" Multiple sound effects of interest echoed by the crowd once again as they saw goldfish of all sizes and colours swimming around in the water-filled tub, happily minding their own business. Kimura stood up with amazement to see what was going to come next.

"Now," Fluttershy introduced, "this is a very popular game among children, teenagers and most adults; Goldfish Scooping. I'm sure you know this, but the Prizes you claim from this game are the goldfish that you have caught!" The camera then turned to the five figures surrounding the tub, one of them filling a small bowl with water from the tub.

"First, let's be honest." Fluttershy continued, "it is easy to scoop goldfish when you have the right tools, but here's the twist that makes this game so fun. You see... You won't be using ordinary nets."

Pinkie picked up a kids fishing net, looked at it with disgust, and tossed it out.

"You'll be using these instead," Fluttershy finished. Pinkie pulled out a number of nets where the netting is flat, thin, and paper-like. She held it towards the camera so everyone could see clearly.

"Now... Many of you are wondering 'you can't catch fish with that, it's too fragile!'" Fluttershy replied, "the answer is yes, the paper that makes up this net is very fragile, and can easily tear when in contact with water." She turned to the five students, "but with the disadvantage in tools comes the biggest test of skill!"

Speakers all around the gym emitted an upbeat tune played by Taiko Drums, drumming suspense and anticipation which caught everyone in the hall off-guard from the surprise of music. With all watching the screens, Pinkie pulled a mock-serious face as she passes a net each to Soarin and Roseluck. Pinkie pointed at Soarin to go first, and the camera changed the focus to him.

He turned the net perpendicular to the water...

Drove it in...

And scooped up a nearby unsuspecting fish...

But alas, the ever thin paper net broke before it even touched the fish. The crowd awwed and groaned in pity as Soarin took out his broken net in frustration and disgust.

With Pinkie giving a clumsy facial expression of 'Nice Try!', she turned to Roseluck, signalling her turn.

Roseluck grasped her paper net tightly, as she turned her net perpendicular to the water...

Drove it in, but not entirely...

And scooped up a nearby unsuspecting fish...

Roseluck managed to scoop the goldfish without breaking her net, wowing the audience with her efficient catch. What Roseluck didn't expect, was that the Goldfish began to flail and flicker so much that it managed to tear through the soaked net by itself and plop back into the tub, and its catcher was left with a shock of dismay and betrayal. The crowd once again groaned in pity.

Pinkie patted Roseluck on the back for comfort, then pulled out one more paper net, this time for herself. With a face of focus that involved sticking her tongue out as shown by the camera, she approached the task in a different way.

One one hand held the paper-thin and fragile net...

On the other is the small bowl filled with water from earlier...

She turned her net at a certain descending angle...

She aimed her net at a slow-moving fish...

And like a Snapping Crocodile, she immersed the net into the water and snatched up the slow-moving goldfish. Right after that, she wasted no time transferring the bewildered goldfish into the small bowl of water.

At once, the crowd cheered and clapped at the show of such dexterity. Pinkie held her soaked but unbroken paper net high for everyone to see (with the camera focusing on it), then showed the camera her little catch of the day swimming around in the little bowl.

"Amazing Pinkie." Fluttershy commended, "what an amazing catcher you are!" As the five of them left with table and fish bowls, Fluttershy then continued her speech, "yes, there are many more games that you can play or do rather than just Goldfish Scooping in a Japanese festival, but that is for another time..."

The lights switched off, shrouding everything in darkness, except for the back entrance left open in case of an emergency, and one beam of light shining down on Fluttershy.

"If you know, Neighpon has a history bigger than ours, and with that history is what shapes Neighpon today," Fluttershy's tone changed from a shy meek ringmaster to an epic storyteller. "And that is our passage through time, to the history of Neighpon, except..." She dropped her script, "I believe that is the end of my script." Fluttershy chuckled, and the crowd laughed.

"Not to worry though..." Fluttershy answered, pulling out and wearing the Hana glove, which she and the club decided to call it, and stretched it out. The moment she stretched her hand out, the cry of a bird pierced the hallways and flew through the back door. The crowd began chatting or even gasping in horror at the sound of the cry, as well as the sound of sudden flapping. But just at once, the crowd was once again amazed when a Peregrine Falcon nestled upon the glove with a sheet of paper in her mouth.

"She's beautiful isn't she?" Fluttershy showed Hana to the now amazed crowd, "Majestic, dangerous, but really cute at times too! Anyway, Falcons like Hana are loyal companions as Dogs are." She paused for a moment for everyone to take in the fact that this Falcon, a rare sight to be seen around urban areas, is HERS. "As you can see, they act as message carriers." She lightly pulled out the second script from Hana's mouth.

"Sorry about the wait." Fluttershy apologised as she let Hana perch upon her shoulder, "continuing on, Neighpon has a rich history full of people, jobs, and war. Here's our introduction to what has inspired so many cartoons and stories we see today."

Another spotlight beamed down on behind the audience, where a person clad in blackish-grey stood straight with his eyes closed and hands together in some sort of pose as if he was deep in focus and meditation.

"Woah!" The crowd turned to see the figure standing tall and proud.

"Yes indeed." Fluttershy nodded, "that is a ninja." As an answer, the Ninja opened his eyes and stepped away from the spotlight.

"Hey!" Fluttershy called, "what are you doing!? Get back in the--" The Ninja refused to follow the young girl's order as he began dashing through the crowd, making sure the spotlight was unable to catch it.

All of a sudden, all possible sources of light were cut off, sending the entire gym and audience into darkness and silence, though some decided to jump out in screams of this sudden change. The unwarranted screaming did not end as people, whether student or teacher, felt some force of wind brushing through each and every member sitting on the chairs or the indoor grandstands. The worst of it all? No one can perceive any trace of the unknown force.

Fearing for their lives, some began to use a light source on their own to see, be it a phone or a small torch. When some have got it working, they quickly began to look around to find this mysterious force. One person frantically moved his torch left and right, but had no idea that some figure slowly lowered his head within earshot and whispered,

"Lights off."

"AHH!!!" The student yelped in shock, dropping his phone. The boy searched even harder to find whoever whispered to him, but all he saw were the faces of confusion illuminated by the dropped phone, the whisperer was nowhere to be seen. Now it began to hit the audience that whoever had their lights on were given a tap on their shoulder or a polite whisper for the people to turn off the lights. Regardless, people screamed at the feeling of being whispered or tapped, and people began turning off their lights out of fear to avoid being touched or talked to. Others were brave or stubborn to keep their lights on, but it never stopped the ninja from spooking them.

"Eeep!" A mint-coloured girl jumped at the sudden touch on her shoulder,

"I told you to turn it off." A curly haired girl with colours of pinkish-read, darkish-blue, and creamy white sighed next to her.

"Turn it off." The Ninja whispered in the ears of Rainbow Dash.

"Oy!" Rainbow turned around to deliver a punch, only to punch the person behind her.

"Rainbow!" Spitfire garbled in pain, "it wasn't me!"

"U-Uh-Oh!" Rainbow gasped, "I-I'm so sorry!"

"BOO!" Thunderlane slammed his hands on the shoulders of two familiar lanky boys who had their phones in full bright mode.

"Waaah!" The two boys of blue and yellow jumped with fright before the glaring amber eyes of the Ninja. Without saying any word, the Ninja grabbed their phones, turned them off, and threw it back at them before hopping off.

"Who the fuck was that!?" The yellow one whispered.

But it seemed to be the last of the Ninja's Pranks as he dashed in front of the judges' desk without making a sound.

"I'm in." The Ninja whispered. A spotlight shone upon him once again, this time glaring directly at the faces of the Principal and Vice-Principal. Everyone had their eyes glued to the light where they saw their Dear Principal and Vice-Principal sitting before the ever swift Ninja, gasping and exclaiming their utmost surprise.

"..." The two women stared back with firm glares of their own. The ninja looked at both and from his pockets... He pulled two bags of Candy similar in design to what Soarin got from Pinkie and placed one each in front of them. Only this time, the colour combination of their candy matched the respective colours of Celestia and Luna respectively. The ninja followed the gift with a respectful bow.

Celestia looked at the candy which was colourful as herself, then looked back to the Ninja with a nod and a smile on her face. The ninja bowed once again and jumped off the table with a backflip. Once again, the spotlight turned off. A few seconds passed, and the stage lights turned on once more, the Ninja standing still on the stage.

"S-Sorry about our Ninja." Fluttershy walked back into the light, "they have a strong sense of duty, and being unseen and unheard until the chance to strike, are their main specialities as you've experienced. I hope you weren't traumatised, but he is an important figure in the history of Neighpon."

The ninja bowed to the wildly clapping audience, then pulled out a black ball and tossed it to the ground. As it made contact, a great billow of thick smoke emerged from where the ball was thrown, shrouding the entire stage from vision.

"This..." Fluttershy emerged from the smoke, "is the history of Neighpon." The smoke subsided almost very quickly, revealing the picture of a traditional Neighponese Village upon the stage background. The ninja was nowhere to be seen.

"In the historical era's of Neighpon, things run very differently." Fluttershy pointed to the back. The sound of Neighponese Music can be heard as Cloudchaser and Flitter in their Neighponese wear walked out with grace, happily 'chatting' to each other while making sure the audience was able to see the full swing of their clothes. The audience were wide-eyed at the beautiful authentic sight of their classmates. Some even knew the identities of the girls before them and were amazed to see that the outfits made them stand out very well despite their contradicting personalities.

"The clothing that one of the young village girls here right now are Kimonos. These things are very expensive to make back then and even today. Rightfully so because a Kimono is so beautiful that it represents a symbol of status! People who would wear kimonos are quite noble or wealthy!" She gestures to Flitter, who then performed a small cutesy twirl to show the audience. "Now the Kosode would be your usual casual shirt or jacket, but for one, it doesn't take so long to put on, and won't be so tight on your body!" Cloudchaser gave a cool looking pose with a finger salute and a wink. Meanwhile, Nurse Redheart walked out with a White Kosode with the red fabric wrapped around her. She noticed a certain figure wasn't following her and went to grab the mentioned person.

"If I want to make a joke here, please forgive me, is that these types of clothing can almost be worn by any gender, even the male gender. Speaking of which, I'd like to show you an authentic Neighponese girl! Please welcome her!"

Tugged by Redheart, the most beautiful and wonderous girl stumbled onto the stage, nearly tripping over her wooden sandals. The girl was wearing yet another kimono but with multiple shades of blue that resembles the sea, the blue sky and the ice, making her a wonderful combination of everything blue, trimmed with various gold-lining of reeds, vines and flowers of white.

On one hand, she wielded a paper parasol that also matches the colour with the Kimono, with the roof of the pattern adorned with pictures of winter and mountains of azure, displaying the grace and formality of the wondrous girl.

But the most beautiful feature of it all was the girl's natural face and body. A rich colour of Lapis Lazuli, a shining layer of blue hair, her deep eyes of Azure, and her expression. The expression of a young woman bursting with happiness from her ever shy face, like a woman who accepted the proposal from the man of her dreams.

The audience whistled, wooed, 'ooh'd, cheered, made every flirty remark possible, and laughed at the magnificent sight of their one and only Neighponese teacher, Mr Shiota.

"Yep..." Nagisa moaned, blushing like no tomorrow "I guess this life will never be forgotten as long as you exist."

"Come on Mr Shiota!" Fluttershy encouraged, "show the school who you really are!"

"Oh fine!" Nagisa shyly grumbled, as he dandily walked towards the front of the stage and gave a small cute pose, bow, and a twirl of his parasol. The crowd cheered and laughed at the actions.

"There! Now I'm done!" Nagisa growled, his pride taking too much damage.

"Okay okay..." Fluttershy chuckled, lightly scratching Hana's neck. "Give it up for Mr Shiota everyone!" And with one last time, the audience cheered as hard as they could for their cross-dressing teacher.

Suddenly, there was a dramatic change in music from peaceful to war-looming, and the actors, as well as the audience, looked around in fear and realisation, it was time for the climax. The screen has been replaced by an animation of lightning, and everyone on the stage, including Fluttershy, exited in fear. From each side of the stage, a sinister silhouette walked into full view, their eyes focused solely on the enemy before them, and no one else. The silhouettes stood for a while as to make sure the crowd could see the two silhouettes clearly by the lightning. The one on the left had spiky hair, the one on the right had straight hair and was bigger.

The right silhouette stretched its arms and reached for his sides. The crowd gasped in shock as the person drew a very long sword with a curved tip from his sling. The crowd turned to the left person to see what he would do.

Unfazed, the Spiky-haired person grabbed something from his back and slid out a long stick with a blade on the end of one side, and pointed it back towards the person on the right. With their weapons drawn, the two walked in a circle, making sure their eyes continued to be locked on the enemy, waiting for the perfect chance to strike. After one full circle, the two stopped moving as they continued staring each other down.

And that's when the swordsman made a quick dash towards the spearman with his sword raised high. The sharp sound of clashing wooden sticks echoed throughout the gym, keeping everyone on the edge of their seats. The spearman simply held his spear in a way that it blocked the overhead strike with ease. Desperate, the spearman skillfully weaved his body and spun his naginata out of the way for an attack to the side. The swordsman saw the movements fluidly and adjusted his sword to block the swing firmly.

If someone would have interviewed a member of the audience on how they would describe this scene, the simple answer would be chaotic and scary. The endless sounds of clashing and possibly splintering wood, the weapon wielders swerving their bodies, dodging the blows of their enemy, and skillfully swinging their weapons to and fro on the stage. Not a single fighter was distracted, and none of them looked to be conceding anytime soon. Their aggressive swinging persisted without faltering, and the sight of it was truly breathtaking. The spearman launched a continuous flurry full of pressure that forcibly placed the swordsman on the defensive. At a corner, the Swordsman was making sure not to let a single strike hit him, but at the same time bided his stance and gathered energy, making sure to find the opportune moment to strike.

"Raaah!!!!" The swordsman yelled as he brutally parried and pushed the spear away from his surroundings and countered with a mighty and heavy swing. The spearman In his mind knew that such a swing was unblockable, and lept out of the way. The crowd watched in silence as the swordsman's swing was able to violently ruffle the spiky hair of the spearman. The spearman stood in shock at the swordsman's strength, then shook it off to keep cool and confident against his opponent. Giving his neck a stretch, he brandished his spear once more and charged forward with a yell that rivalled the swordsman, and thrust his weapon forward.

The epic fight escalated to a battle of technique and dexterity as the backdrop now included a bright animation of fire for further sight. The combatants began to parry, feint, yell every time they strike, and use their arms, legs, anything than just their weapon to get the upper hand. The crowd found their eyes glued to the vigorous fighting as both lightning and fire were their only source of light to see the silhouettes.

The spearman stepped back once more; the swordsman continued holding his stance. At once, the spearman began spinning his weapon with frightening speeds, disorienting the swordsman and confusing him on which way the spear will strike. Every step the spearman stepped forward with his spinning weapon, the swordsman stepped back, deciding to focus on his opponent's weapon.

But the more the spearman spun his spear from all directions, the more the swordsman had to shift his focus towards the spinning weapon, a fatal mistake.

The spearman now had the swordsman's eyes under his control. One single move from him, and he can easily retaliate with a surefire hit. With so many choices to make, he decided to go with the overhead slash. With one last diverting swing, the spearman leapt high in the air with the spear above his head with a terrifying yell. The swordsman spurred backwards and raised his sword in a hasty defence, unsure whether his block will stand or break.

The spearman's eyes widened in shock as the swordsman held his sword horizontally and deflected his overhead slash. Blast it! He didn't have any chance to prepare a surefire defence. It was a lucky guess that he blocked correctly!

"Hyah!" The swordsman pushed the spear to one side and delivered an elbow check straight to the spearman's face. The crowd gasped as the spearman stumbled back in pain and surprise, and at the mercy of the swordsman's final blow.

*TWHACK*

It was loud,

It was clear,

It was seen by all,

The swordsman had delivered a clear strike across the spearman's chest.

"..." The spearman clutched his wound, dropping his weapon. Feeling a surge of pain and exhaustion, he fell to his knees in front of his victorious opponent. He was done for... No... He was defeated, and he knows the punishment of a warrior's defeat. The swordsman too understood his duty and the fate of his vanquished enemy. With his sword, he carefully touched the neck of his defeated opponent with the edge of his blade, preparing himself for what comes next.

"Such is..." The swordsman spoke out loud, "... The fate and destiny of a fighter." And with one final roar of aggression, he swung back his sword and straight through the Spearman's neck. The background of fire and lighting abruptly cut to black as a dreadful sound of metal through flesh can be heard from the speakers, followed by complete silence and darkness...

"Thank you, everyone," Fluttershy spoke as the stage lights slowly brightened up. Like the ninja, the two warriors had disappeared and replaced by Fluttershy, Angel and Hana. "Thank you for your time to watch the Special Tutorship Club's presentation of Neighpon."

For a third time, the entire audience stood up and gave a tremendous amount of applause and cheering. One-by-one, the club members that played their part came out in order and received many cries and woos of congratulations and thanks.

They cheered for Roseluck, Soarin and Pinkie as they re-entered the stage...

Cheered for the Ninja as he dropped from the roof of the stage... And even louder when the ninja unmasked himself and revealed his identity as Thunderlane...

Cheered for the Traditional Dressers of Cloudchaser, Flitter, Nurse Redheart and Nagisa as they walked up to the stage...

And Cheered for the two warriors who made their last entrance for the finale. The victorious swordsman Big Macintosh, and the vanquished spearman Flash Sentry.

But most importantly, Fluttershy and the cast gestured to the audience lane, where Noteworthy and Fleetfoot were making their way to the stage: The duo behind all the lights, music and effects.

Standing in a line, the Special Tutorship Club simultaneously bowed thirty degrees as a sign of thanks once again and waved.

"We'd also like to give our thanks to two other teachers who are a part of the Special Tutorship Club." Fluttershy continued, "Please put your hands together for Coach Justice and Ms Yada. Without them, we would never be able to pull out all the props and costumes necessary for this presentation. By all means, please stand up." The crowd clapped one more time as Kimura stood up and Yada hopped into view of all of the smiling faces and endless amounts of clapping as the two teachers bowed thirty degrees as well.

"That was completely breathtaking!" Cheerilee walked back up to the stage, "it was more than just being whisked away to a different country. It was being whisked to a different world completely! Thank you so much for your performance! It was definitely not what everyone was expecting!" And bowed to them as an act of appreciation.

"Too much angle," Nagisa chuckled as he and the rest of the club left the stage. Cheerilee, remembering that she still had one last job, turned back to the crowd.

"And that marks the end of Canterlot High School's Inter-Club Contest! Once again, please give an applause to all of the Clubs that took their time and dedication to bring us such magnificent entertainment!" The audience clapped and cheered once again, "Now, I believe our judges are ready to make their announcement or the results, please welcome Principal Celestia and Vice-Principal Luna!"

"Thank you, thank you." Celestia smiled as she took the stage once again with her sister, hearing all the applause surrounding them. "Truly, with the bottom of my heart, was this a very mesmerising and magical performance from all the clubs."

"If it were up to us, all of you would have taken the prize equally," Luna added, "but nay, it would never be a challenge or a contest if it were like that, so we must adhere to the rules of what makes a contest, where there can be only one victor. But no matter what, all of you have won our hearts!"

"Now may all the student representatives of the clubs come out?" Celestia asked. Applause came once again as the students walked out once again. Among the representatives were Comet Tail, Rarity, Octavia and Fluttershy.

"Now, we must start with the sad news by stating the clubs that have not made the top 3 and thus receive applause for participating in this contest: The Science Club, Choir Club, and Drama Club. Thank you once again for showing us a performance." The crowd applauded as the representatives of said club shook their hands with the Principal and Vice-Principal.

"I still think you and your choir did very well!" Fluttershy complimented,

"It's alright. We should consider ourselves lucky that we're not disqualified since a minimum of eight students is required. You really should join us since you have a good singing voice! Well... When you're not busy with the Special Tutorship Club."

"And now, the moment you've all been waiting for, our top 3 Clubs!" Luna spoke in her royal voice, "please bring on the drum roll!" The audience began drumming on their seats and knees waiting to hear the news.

"In third place." Celestia announced, "The Orchestra Club!"

"Wooo!" The crowd cheered,

"Well done." Celestia shook hands with Octavia and gave her the bronze award, "truly a virtuoso."

"Of course." Octavia smiled,

"And the winner, of our first CHS Inter-Club Contest is---" The chair (or lap) drumroll began once more,

"The Movie Club!" Celestia announced, and the crowd split into cheers while the representative member of the movie club jumped for joy.

"Congratulations," Celestia smiled, the gold award held up high, "your message is truly inspirational and full of hope, a truly important basis if we were to move on to the future."

"Yes ma'am!" The rep for the Movie Club nodded as she accepted the award.

"But we should never forget our runner-up: The club that not only came in second but also wins the judges' personal favourite of both Vice-Principal Luna and I. The Special Tutorship Club!"

The crowd erupted into cheers for the third time as Fluttershy meekly but calmly approached Celestia to shake her hand and accept the Silver Award.

"I must admit," Celestia chuckled, "it is true that your performance was very unexpected."

"Well, we worked hard."

"But regardless, it does give us the important message that Equestria is not the only Nation in this world, and that in different lands have many different ways of how they come to live life."

"Well," Fluttershy smiled, "the best way to learn is to simply know and speak to each other, just like we all do."

"Well said," Celestia smiled,

"Everyone, the CHS Inter-Club Contest has come to a close. Please join with me in applauding and thanking our club members for participating and putting on a magical show." The audience clapped and cheered for the last time today.

"Students, it is now the time for lunch so please get ready to leave the gym in single file," Celestia instructed.

Once given the signal to leave, Fluttershy exited the gym and bumped into the entire Club for a debrief, save for a few students.

"Well done everyone!" Yada congratulated, "For a really small time of rehearsal, we actually won pretty big!"

"For things that we can improve on in the future, and what probably cost us points," Fleetfoot spoke, "we went above the required time limit, and we were unable to refine a majority of our performance."

"And not to mention," Noteworthy added, "the fight scene seemed a bit overshadowed by the goldfish scooping and Ninja creeping."

"Aah, I think we did a great job." Thunderlane smugly answered,

"By the way, where's Flash and Big Mac?" Fluttershy asked,

"In the nurse's office with Redheart," Soarin finished, "they've got aching muscles and sore vocal chords from all that fighting and yelling."

"Well," Nagisa mentioned, dressed back in his normal attire. "I'm sure we all had a blast, but there's something important we should learn from here. Competition is rough and fierce, to pull out a performance like that requires a lot of time and effort and we didn't do a lot of that thanks to our fight last week. Regardless, I'm proud of you all. I think you did really well in conveying what Neighpon is like in a basic stance."

"Like I said sir, it's thanks to you, Ms Yada and Coach Justice!"

"Oh no." Nagisa chuckled, "I was stuck in the hospital for a full week, I couldn't even help you as much as I wanted."

"Beg to differ, sir," Thunderlane chuckled as he pulled out his phone with a picture of the kimono wearing Nagisa, "You contributed immensely to Comic Relief! It's definitely going to go down forever in Special Tutorship Club History!"

"Hey!" Nagisa yelled in shock and embarrassment, "when the hell did you take that!? Delete it now Thunderlane!!!"

"Hahahahaha!!!" The Club laughed together at their sight of their deadly but easily flustered teacher. Nagisa definitely has many ways to be teased, especially for an assassin.

Week 4 Friday: A new shelter

Author's Note

To: Special Tutorship Club
Forward: yadatoka@chsmailoffice.com, kimuramasayoshi@chsmailoffice.com
From: shiotanagisa@chsmailoffice.com
Subject: Congratulations and further information!

Dear Students

A wonderful presentation deserves big congratulations from me! As a Neighponese person myself, I can say you nailed our culture almost perfectly! Winning the Silver from the eyes of Celestia and Luna is no easy feat!

Now, I'd like to discuss more what is going to happen after this contest. Ms Yada, Coach Justice and I will be having a meeting before the Special Tutorship Club to discuss some matters regarding future events for the club and we'll be meeting at Lunchtime. Now here's the bad news: After a complicated but well-worth contest, we're heading into mid-year exams soon and that's something that I want ALL of you to work hard and study for!

But there's not a lot of times where we as a tutor group can see each other. So that's when the Good news comes in: For lunchtime, we will be taking you guys to the dormitory that Yada has set up, and we'll uncover more from there.

And before I forget, we're going to have a new member romping around the club! Just... Please don't be so antagonistic towards her despite any personal grudge you have against her when you see her.

Best Regards

Nagisa Shiota

Week 4 Friday: A new shelter

*Knock Knock* The sound of knocking can be heard within the Principal's office,

"Come in!" Celestia called,

"Good morning, the three of you." Luna greeted with a bow as the three Neighponese teachers walked in: Ms Yada, Coach Justice and Mr Shiota.

"We're in Equestria, so we'll follow Equestrian culture rules." Nagisa replied, "so Good Morning to you too!"

"First off," Celestia started, "let me congratulate you personally on your club's performance yesterday. It would be a lie to say that it was not what we were all expecting."

"All credit goes to the young ones," Kimura laughed, "we just provided them with the tools necessary."

"We are intrigued though," Luna asked, "how was Thunderlane able to disappear through all that smoke like a ninja?"

"That is a secret that's best discovered for yourself!" Yada winked,

"Before we start derailing on casual topics, we are here to discuss the club." Celestia reminded, "I've been looking at the results of your currently completed exams. A personal comparison from previous tests does show an improvement for a majority of the students, and the teachers have admitted that most of their 'less-achieving' students have indeed been going better. To be critical, however, I expected the club to have finished and handed in these tests before this meeting, but since we have gone through that as well as the contest, I can't blame you for shifting priorities."

"Of course," Nagisa nodded,

"But what's more surprising, is that student conduct rather than grades have seen a bigger improvement, especially for Thunderlane. Ever since you've pushed him into the club, he's been less rude to teachers or students."

"Oh I'm afraid that he's still not a polite boy," Yada sighed, "but he's adjusting!"

"I've also been notified that Nurse Redheart is beginning to take more time off her Nurse Duty to attend more classes as well as Lunchtime. I've heard she's part of the club now right?"

"Yes," Kimura answered,

"We are curious, how many students are in your club now?" Luna asked,

"After the scuffle with Windcaller, we have 3 new students: Pinkie Pie, Noteworthy and Cheerilee. Making a total of 13 students."

"Four weeks, and you've got 13 students. Normally a firm number comes in at the start, but yours just accumulate week after week."

"For the record, those three students were involved in the actions of our club."

"I know of little," Celestia answered, "Noteworthy and Pinkie were harmed by the man, but I have no idea how Cheerilee got in,"

"We've had a... Friendly discussion." Nagisa finished,

"In any case, what do you want us to come to attention with?"

"The sixth week is not far from us now. We plan on finishing all the practice exams before the term rolls in. However, I am quite ashamed and selfish to say that it's not enough for the group to be confident."

"We see," Luna answered, "and there is very minimal time compared to regular lessons that you spend with your students."

"Now that's where I come in." Yada answered, "do you know of my projects in Equestria?"

"Yes," Luna nodded, "you have the Eastern-styled dormitory not far from CHS."

"This is just a guess," Celestia continued, "but is it related to your former class of assassins?"

"Yes," Yada confessed, "but we had a change of plans when we met..."

"Alright everyone!" Yada spoke in English in a shared video chat. "The Dormitory complex has been finished!"

"About time," Rio answered, also in English, "now getting into Equestria would be easier."

"How are things going back home?" Nagisa asked,

"Extra preparation," A sly voice reported, "but it's nothing that you should worry your little heads over."

"That's great and all..." Kimura chuckled, "but we're worried about another thing. As you know from our reports, the School that Nagisa's teaching is heavily involved, and the Principal and Vice-Principal have knowledge of our situation."

"Oh dear, looks like someone's going to have to do some threatening and blackmail!" The sly voice laughed,

"Karma, please. I trust Celestia, Luna and the students completely. And also one thing, I know that the dormitory is designed for us and..." Nagisa sighed, "well, let's just say the current students in this school are quite... Reminiscent of us."

"Oh?" Multiple sounds of interest came up,

"I want the students to use the dormitory. That's something that I can set up as Korosensei would do."

"Okay, I understand what you're trying to achieve, but are you sure you can handle it?"

"I'm discussing it with them tomorrow. I'm also going to let our students know too."

"Quite attached to them are you?" Ritsu laughed, "I've seen pictures of them. Surely you're not falling for them?"

"What!?!?" A brown wavy-haired woman with green highlights gasped in shock, Kaede Kayano.

"Nothing of the sort, but that's what I want to ask from the three of us." Nagisa answered, "is that okay?"

"You know," a big and bulky man in Politician's clothes grumbled, "hearing something like that is quite a letdown,"

"But on the other hand," A man whose eyes are obscured by his glasses spoke, "plans like these can get unpredictable, we can always take the extra time to be fully prepared."

"So with your permission," Nagisa proposed, "I'd like to offer the dormitory, which was initially a homestay for Haysian Overseas students, or our former Junior High classmates, to the students of CHS."

"A generous offer... But at the moment, we are unfortunately supporting and funding four dormitories as of now, and though they are extremely full and that requests for boarding students have been growing by the day, we may not have enough funds to support another." Luna stated,

"Leave the funding and upkeep to us. I'm no billionaire, but supplying a place like this is no skin off my back." Yada negotiated, "if there are any funds that come with student accommodation, it will all be sent to you."

"Unacceptable." Celestia declined, "For you to offer your hall of residence without getting anything back is something that will not float with business or especially with me."

"If you insist then, we can divide the sharings. I can have 10 percent."

"Still a no." Luna answered, "the income is still minuscule."

"Okay then, how about half-half?" Yada bargained,

"My deal is that the school will have 10%, while you have 90%. After all, we already have four dorms that we own, accommodate and are receiving funds from." Celestia negotiated, "if you really wish to help the finances of our school, you can feel free to just donate or fund us externally."

"Okay, okay, you strike a fair deal." Yada answered, "but pardon me jumping the gun, I haven't shown you the actual place yet. The outside and inside are all fully complete by now. What's left is the furnishing, water, and a meeting with an energy company regarding electricity, which is planned for the weekend. As for seeing the place, we can give you a tour at lunchtime."

"A tour at lunchtime?" Luna asked, "We'd wager another guess... Is the special tutorship club coming?"

Nagisa looked around the room, then back to the sisters, "yes, to accompany the students and teachers. However, I'm pretty sure it shouldn't come as a surprise to you."

"The Lunchtime was a giveaway." Celestia answered, "As a principal, you have to be preceptive on the intentions and teachers of their students through their words and actions. From there, you can easily perceive their strengths and weaknesses."

The three teachers shivered, something about their boss' words struck a chord of memory within them.

"A-Are you alright?" Celestia asked,

"N-Nothing!" Kimura jumped,

"Well?" Celestia turned to Luna,

"We are very happy to accompany the students to the dormitory as well as see it for ourselves." Luna answered, "what about you sister?"

"It is fortunate that I have no matters to attend to this day. Count me in!!!"

"So then," Nagisa addressed the Club, "care for a small field outing? We're going off to visit the dormitory, no study today!"

"Sir, with all due respect." Cheerilee raised her hand, "we really do need to study hard for our middle-term exams. Also, I hate to be the pansy here, but I'm sure you're very much familiar that schools are graded against various other schools around Equestria just like in Neighpon."

"Do you find it strange that I'm actually agreeing with Ms Teacher here?" Thunderlane asked. The others responded with nothing except for a single 'Nope' from Big Macintosh.

"We all agree with her." Kimura replied, "it's scary, it's a lot of pressure, whether it's mid-term, or entrance exams to a High school."

"However," Yada continued, "we'll disclose even more information about our dormitory, and how it's going to be related to study."

"Principal Celestia and Vice-Principal Luna will also be coming with us." Kimura added

"Mr Shiota?" A fair voice knocked on the door, "can we come in?"

"That would be our guests." Nagisa addressed as he answered the door, "Good Afternoon Principal and Vice-Principal."

"Good afternoon Mr Shiota, Ms Yada, Coach Justice, students." Celestia greeted back,

"Good Afternoon Principal." The class responded back.

"As you already know," Celestia added, "we'll be here to accompany you."

"Sister?" Luna followed behind, an electronic notepad in her hands, "I'm ready!"

"Sounds like someone's ready to go house-hunting!" The students spoke in unison,

"So then..." Nagisa asked, "I won't force you, but perhaps you would like to take a break today?"

"One question," Flitter asked, "we actually haven't been there in our own time so... How far is it?"

"Around 10 minutes," Yada answered, "5 minutes by bike. So the time is now that we walk there!"

"You can leave your books here students. We've got a field trip!" Nagisa encouraged,

With a mix of single file or horde, the principals, teachers and students walked up the street,

They walked down the street.

And despite being teenagers (or adults like Celestia and Luna), one can't help to see what their teachers had in store. The students came across a peaceful street surrounded by very natural and vibrant public gardens with trees and flowers, and bushes. Nature aside, there were plenty of two-story houses, apartment complexes that were four-stories or more, various convenience stores, a medium shopping complex, and plenty of restaurants of different cuisines, not to mention a rather big manor with a big front porch.

"I must say," Celestia answered, "you have sure picked a good place. It's close, It's not loud or busy, and you've also got everything that you need."

"There were vacant lots around large shopping centres and business complexes, but it wouldn't do for students."

"So," Fluttershy asked, "where's the apartment?"

"I know!" Pinkie pointed at a two-story house, "over there!"

"Too small," Flash shook his head, "it's probably one of those apartment complexes!"

"Nope," Yada shook her head, "that's for families."

"Ooh!" Pinkie pointed to an even bigger building "how about that!?"

"That's an aged care centre Pinkie." Kimura sighed, the class hollered with laughter,

"Oh, I know!" Redheart joked, "how about the big mansion behind us?" And the class laughed once again,

"Come on Ms Yada!" Fleetfoot laughed, "stop keeping us at bay! Show us!"

"Pinkie?" Yada grasped Pinkie's rapidly moving arm to stop, "mind if I borrow your finger?"

"Sure!" Pinkie laughed,

"Okay everyone!" Yada announced, "prepare to be amazed!"

The students continued laughing and jeering at their many guessing jokes that they made as they focused their eyes on Pinkie's finger, but once Yada slowed down and stopped her finger pointing straight at the big manor behind them, they ceased immediately.

"Are you kidding me?" Thunderlane's jaw dropped,

"When it comes to words, sarcasm is a big no-no for Neighponese people. We're straightforward people." Yada answered as she let go of Pinkie's petrified arm and face of shock, "and we're being straightforward right now! This is CHS' new dormitory. Isn't it lovely?"

"This is Canterlot High School's new dormitory!?!?" The Students exclaimed together,

"We must say," Luna looked to the roof of the manor, "Actually, there are no words to describe the size and design. It feels like any student staying in there will be spoilt."

"There are four floors that make up this building, the ground floor included." Yada planned, "There are a total of 40 rooms with various sizes and amenities included. The front porch is just as wide but short in length, while the back porch is longer in length. You got all that kids?" She turned to the students, who were still lost in the wonder of the manor's size. The symmetrical building had a mixture of glazed wood and painted brick and concrete all in dark brown; as if it was a prestige and luxurious house paved for the finest of Spritish nobles.

"Oh come on guys!" Yada moaned, "hotels cover bigger acres of land than this! I mean, if you turn this manor to the side, it's almost as tall as one of those apartments! Plus, you haven't seen the interior yet." With a gesture, she started walking past the wall entrance and up to the manor with Kimura following behind,

"What are you guys waiting for?" Nagisa asked, "come on in!"

Inside the manor, the floor was strewn with glazed wood flooring, the walls were painted with a smooth dark beige, floors were supported with thin but firm wooden pillars, and the horizontal hallway stretched further than their peripheral visions. The students and Equestrian teachers looked around with wonder at how clean and reflective was each plank, as well as the intricate wooden pillars.

"If you're wondering how Neighponese we're going to get, it starts now. Please take off your shoes and leave them near the entrance where it's not wood." Yada instructed, "and you can state that it is a Neighponese habit, but there's also the matter of hygiene, and that's what the Neighponese prioritise in the house. Houses I visited in other countries like Caneighda and Equestralia do the same thing with taking off your shoes."

"Well we can certainly tell," Luna replied as she and the others began taking off their shoes, "I wouldn't want to muddy or dirty the floor."

"Feel free to go wild everyone!" Yada laughed, "but be sure not to break anything or dirty things!"

"Gee, Ms Yada," Pinkie shook her head with a sigh, "we're not kids anymore, we're grown up adults!" She clenched her fists in excitement as she turned to face the manor's interior with a hunger for exploration, "so what and where can we explore? I hope there are some super cool Neighponese things in here!"

"Look who's talking," the other students snarkily returned in unison as Pinkie rapidly jumped on the spot. After jumping for a few seconds, she dashed up the stairs past everyone who was taking their time to move around. Any student that wasn't Pinkie decided to take their own time to look around the living room or the upper floors, while the adults decided to stay together, with Yada acting as the estate agent.

"I hope you've got your notes ready Vice-Principal," Yada winked at the nervous woman of the night, "so on the first floor, the living, dining and recreational hall are all combined into one as you can see here."

"Almost everything is big," Celestia mentioned as she tapped a very long rectangular dining table that can fit about sixteen people.

"Truly," Luna boggled her head over the number of sofas in the living area as she typed everything down, "8 Three-seat sofas, with two coffee tables between each set of four!"

"We're not being luxurious, however, we only just bought the TV that's able to currently view the various free channels. If you want to buy something like Hooflix, Ley, or Munchybun, that's something you need to request later."

"I see." Celestia nodded in understanding,

"Would you like to see the student rooms first and the amenities?"

"Sure," Luna nodded as the adults marched up the stairs on the back to the first floor. Unlike the Ground Floor, the first-floor landing did not contain as much as the ground floor. It still contained the long hallway for walking from the left to the right, but where living area and kitchen stood are replaced with walled rooms with doors for entry. Directly in front of them in the staircase was a set of two windows where they can see the front.

"This floor, as well as the second and third have the same flooring design and is where the students will be staying. There are ten rooms each of the elevated floors. Seven of them are personal student rooms for their own selves, two of them will be bathrooms for male and female, and the last room will be a free room for the students choosing. It can be a Rec Room, a place where you can stash your snacks, a gaming room, or even just a student meeting room to discuss group studies with or without the teacher!"

"Sounds very versatile, I like it." Celestia nodded in approval as she went into a random bedroom. Looking around, she found the place quite spacious and enough room to put a bed, wardrobe, study desk, and all the items necessary for the student's privacy.

"For a room, a maximum of two people will be able to fit all their mandatory belongings in," Kimura noted, "but if people decide to sleep over with just a mattress and some blankets, I'd say an estimate of five can fit in."

"Understood," Luna wrote everything down,

"Yo!" Soarin's voice can be heard on the same floor, "these bathrooms are big!"

"Ah! Right! The bathrooms." Yada remembered, "now around this time, we've got a little bit of a culture lesson when it comes to baths or showers."

Leading the teachers on, Yada guided them to the males side of the bathroom. In this area was what people would usually see in a shared changing room and bathroom. There were 5 fully closed toilet cubicles that looked like a room around just one home-based toilet bowl, each made of smooth and spotless porcelain, 5 shower cubicles that were also private and had clean tiled floors, and 5 sinks with mirrors, all sparkly clean. In fact, everything about the bathroom is cleaner than the front porch, that it made the sisters feel a bit guilty about their own school toiletries. The only thing different is that a row of plastic stools and a stack of mini tubs sit near the showers.

"Now don't take this the wrong way, but you guys know how to take a shower right?"

"Well yes," Soarin chimed in as he was in the conversation, "Turn on the water and set the temperature, then just wash under the water with soap and a sponge or tower if you need it."

"Yeah! Except for us..." Kimura gestured, "as a way to use water efficiently, the showerheads are designed to be handheld." He stepped into a shower cubicle and pulled one out as an example.

"That design sounds quite similar to my one at home." Soarin remembered, "now that I think about it, my Mom would always use the shower like that whenever she'd give me a wash."

"You should also think about whether it's the right time to let out something embarrassing," Luna answered,

"Eh, It's when I was a really young child. We all had to have help." Soarin shrugged,

"But anyway," Kimura continued. "The buckets are for just tipping water all over you to fully rinse your body after you've scrubbed yourself with soap and shampoo, also more helpful when you use a hard sponge or scrunchie to scrub hard."

"Well..." Soarin scratched his head, "I just use my hands."

"That's fine and dandy and all; there's no one way to take a shower and scrub yourself. But here's when the Neighponese culture kicks in." Kimura continued, "want to tag along with us Soarin?"

"Sure!" Soarin nodded, and the group walked back to the ground floor, this time going into a sliding door rather than a hinged door located in the west wing of the manor. Behind it was a sort of wooden locker room with bamboo mat flooring, with a few washing machines, and two toilet rooms resembling the ones on the upper floors for privacy, and beyond another set of gates was an open space area with open stalls that had handheld showerheads and wide mirrors, and by far the most notable feature:

"A really big bath!" Soarin exclaimed as he rushed towards the blue-tiled cuboid, "that's awesome!"

"The showerheads here have only one mode while the private ones on top have multiple, for your information," Yada added. Luna furiously added many more notes with such feverous excitement.

"I've read about this," Celestia spoke, "The bath is here for a time for relaxation and revitalisation correct?"

"Indeed," Nagisa nodded.

"And it's... It's a shared bath?"

Kimura took a deep breath and sighed, "... Yeah, but shared between genders, and you can go in with a towel if you are conscious about your privates."

"Hmm..." Soarin stared at the bath as he examined the tiles, a clash between conflict and interest as he learns more about the Neighponese culture when it comes to baths.

"I know, it sounds really weird to do that for a Western Society, but it's just a way of Social Interaction. Family members would even wash each other's backs, and mostly just the back and not anywhere else."

"I... See..." Soarin took it all in, "I'll let the other students know when they come across it."

"Okay, enough about baths!" Yada clapped her hands, "we've yet to show you the actual meat of the building, and that's on the Ground Floor! And I'm going to let Mr Sensei here take the reins!"

"Huh?" Nagisa asked as all current eyes turned to him, "s-sure! Follow me if you will." Once again, the adults went back on their house-inspecting journey, with Soarin deciding to tag along.

"Just want some more information." Soarin shrugged when he was asked why he joined the estate party.

"Now," Nagisa took over as Cheerilee and Redheart decided to see what the ground floor bathrooms were like,

"Aside from the shared bath, storage room, and about 5 bedrooms here, we've designed the ground floor like our E-Class campus building back in Kunugigaoka Junior High School. The last two rooms consist of one faculty office and administration rooms, and the second one..." He opened the door to a bigger room to a very familiar sight for the teachers located in the East Wing. Located there was a wide room that could fit about more 40 students, the colour of the floor and walls were a vibrant brown. The long-sided walls each had a row of 8 double-hung windows lined together, with each double-hung window segmented into 8 squares. One row showed the view of the front porch and the outskirts of Stable Street, while the opposite one faced the inside interior of the house, where the hallway and a few extra doors can be seen.

"... Is the classroom of our former campus," Yada finished, "whilst we did add some modern equipment like a whiteboard and better chairs and tables, the aura of our E-Class stays true after all those years."

"I read more about Kunugigaoka Junior High School and their history with E-Class. It's quite nasty, but you've got really strong hearts if you're able to pull through!" Celestia informed,

"We've got an amazing teacher to thank," Nagisa answered, "so not only our grades but even our perceptions of the future and ourselves changed for the better."

"And... I think that's our tour for our lunchtime!" Yada finished, "I'll go round the kids up," She walked towards a polished brass tube attached to the wall near the stairs, "Attention everyone!" She spoke, "our time of exploration is nearly up, please meet up back at the entrance in less than 5!"

"You even have a form of communication throughout the building?" Luna gasped, "truly amazing!"

"There were some ideas in other dorm designs that we used," Yada explained as the students immediately started piling together whether from the upper floors or across the hallways.

"That's some classy communication system, I'll give you that." Roseluck complimented,

"Well?" Nagisa asked, "what do you think?"

"Well, we've got the plans already beforehand," Noteworthy mentioned, "so we do know what the manor here looks like."

"But it's still pretty neat to see what it actually develops into!" Cloudchaser finished, followed with nods of agreement.

"Perhaps you can send us your information about the house plans?" Luna requested, "we'll have even more information and even arrange a meeting for you in the weekend."

"On it!" Yada winked,

"Alright everyone," Celestia announced, "let's make our way back to the school!"

"Well sister?" Luna asked as the group exited the mansion and made their way back, "what do you think? We think it looks stupendous and well-designed! With such great opportunity, we would seek to invest and accommodate our students in this Hall of Residence!"

"No..." Celestia shook her head, "after everything we've seen and with more information on the way, I am convinced that this is no Hall of Residence... It is a shelter, a shelter for those troubled in their ways of education, for those who have been considered weak. I'm beginning to see what their teacher Korosensei was like."

"And what may that be?"

"A patient and compassionate teacher who never gave up on his students, no matter how weak they were, and will do their best to never let them come to harm. How could it be that such a teacher like him was a former assassin? Truly a wonderful being."

Week 4 Sunday: A student's meeting and reflection (F. Shy)

Fluttershy's POV

We are Students. Our Teacher? An assassin.

And with him, we've come across an endless array of activities for the past month, half of which was life-threatening. From meeting our beloved Sensei to revealing a Neighponese Dormitory of CHS made by our beloved foreign teachers. I think it's time we took a break between students.

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

Hello everyone! Do you think we can come together and have a meeting? I thought we'd like to talk about events that happened these past 4 weeks. Is anyone free on Sunday? - Fluttershy

Sounds like a plan! Why don't you guys come to the cafe we went to last Saturday with Mr Shiota? We can come around afternoon tea at 2pm. - Soarin

Unfortunately, everyone was not able to come, even on a day like Sunday. Nurse Redheart has hospital duties, Big Mac works on the farm every weekend and Pinkie Pie has very long shifts at Sugarcube Corner for one. On the other hand, Cheerilee takes control of her responsibilities at School and at teaching, and Noteworthy has a 2-HOUR music session that would go over our meeting.

So the guys and girls that were able to come were the first seven students of the Special Tutorship Club.

Once again, I stood in front of the same cafe where we celebrated Sensei's full recovery, as well as the magical enhancements of his techniques. Looking at it more closely this time, I took in the aesthetics of this cafe. Glass windows, some glazed horizontal wooden planks on the floor, and a bold sign that says 'Street Orientia' hanging on top of the door. This store is actually quite close to Ms Yada's dorm, so I feel like we'll be coming here quite often.

✨Ding-a-ling!✨

I hear the happy innocent chimes of the small welcome bell, singing cutely for another new customer. A woman who seemed to be familiar approached me in response.

"Welcome to Street Orientia!" The woman greeted with a bow, "are you Fluttershy?"

"Yes," I nodded, seeing her face. Hmm, she's the same one who introduced us to our cafe last Saturday, let's see... Long black hair, slanted and sharp eyes of deep purple, and rather bright pink body like the one you would see on flowers.

"Then please follow me," The woman gestured, "your friends are already here." She pointed to a table, attached to a wall that seems to elevate a flower bed decoration. There, I see two familiar figures waving their hands.

"Hey you two!" I smiled as I ran over to see Flash and Fleetfoot sitting together. I quickly hopped into the seat opposite them.

"Hey Flutters!" Fleetfoot gracefully greeted, "how's your Saturday?"

"It's been calm, I'm preparing for my Dad's return. He's coming back somewhere around Wednesday." I answered,

"Sorry to interrupt," the woman chimed in, "but will there be more of you coming? You see, the kitchen is currently making drinks for you."

"For us?" Flash asked, "then please add three more to the order. There'll be a total of seven people here."

"Got it," The woman pulled out a notepad and scribbled down the order. I swore she wrote something else on her notebook though judging by her hand movement... But from the looks of her face, she's doing it for good reason.

"By the way," Flash asked, "what did you order for us?"

"Marelaysian Milk Tea." The waitress explained, "also known as 'Teh Tarik'. Soarin highly recommends it and has made an order beforehand."

"I see," Flash nodded, "thank you."

"Your order will be here shortly," The woman bowed once again before walking off,

"So," Flash turned to me and Fleetfoot, "I'm pretty sure you can guess her culture."

"She's Neighponese, that's obvious." Fleetfoot answered, "so what?"

"Have you ever considered that there are plenty of foreign people that live and work in Equestria?" Flash asked,

"Well, Pinkie did say that we're all human so it really doesn't make a difference." I shared,

"Or maybe because we're just used to Mr Shiota seeing it," Fleetfoot added,

"What are you trying to imply here?" I asked,

"..." Flash look dumbed out, "sorry, I was just speaking my discerning mind."

Fleetfoot and I burst into small laughter,

"Brad," I giggled, "why are you being so silly today?"

"Please," Flash placed his hands in a begging gesture, "let nickname calling be Thunderlane and Pinkie's thing okay?"

✨Ding-a-ling!✨

Another new customer! The three of us turned to the entrance, to see three more familiar faces.

"Sup losers!" Thunderlane waved as he, Cloudchaser and Flitter walked towards our table,

"Hey!" Fleetfoot waved. Thunderlane sat with Flash and Fleetfoot, while Cloudchaser and Flitter bunched up with me. That leaves one person, and I'm afraid that we may not fit everyone.

"So where's our 'go along with it' guy?"

"Go... Along with it?" I asked with a raised eyebrow,

"He's never raised a complaint ever since we met him, joined the club or participated in the 'activities'. He doesn't cry like Fleetfoot, he's not he's not grossed out by Ms Yada, he's never raised a complaint in almost everything we've been in! He just goes along with it!"

"When you put it that way," Flash replied, "I can certainly see that, but that's a good thing. He never sweats the small stuff and never asks for more, just wants to see the mission through. That's why he's such a good guy, unlike his other teammates..."

"Shut up Brad," Thunderlane, Fleetfoot and Cloudchaser huffed,

"Anyway, where is the guy?" Thunderlane continued, "and are we going to be eating anything?"

"Soarin has ordered drinks for us." I responded, "Marelaysian Milk Tea, or Teh Tarik."

"Soarin must really like this place if the workers know him by name." Cloudchaser chuckled,

"Of course!" Soarin laughed, "The place, workers and atmosphere are nice, and they gave me a job!"

"Wait..." We jumped at the sound of our friend's voice. We turned to see a waiter with a dapper black apron, a white, smooth, well-ironed shirt, and a very cute black bow-tie; carrying a tray with six glasses each filled with a thick bright brown fluid with some floating ice cubes and a drinking straw. The waiter was someone I would never have guessed...

"Wow Soarin!" Flitter marvelled, her cheeks flushed with red, "you look adorably charming!"

"I have to look my best!" Soarin smiled as he placed down the drinks, "as much as the food is important in a restaurant, the person preparing and serving it is just as important! No one would accept food from a grumpy chef!"

"Unless you're a 'certain' grumpy chef," Cloudchaser sniggered, "but we know that's a TV show." We laughed once again. You know, I'd never thought I'd interact let alone laugh with them, it's really... A great building experience, like I'm making new best friends!

"By the way," Flash tapped the drink, "Teh Tarik?"

"Brilliant drink," Soarin explained, "I made this batch myself, give it a taste!"

So we all did; The tea shot up the straw past my lips. The moment it touched my damp yet dry tongue, an unexpected sense of sweetness swept over me. It was a blend of tea chilled to the best temperature, and a swirl of something so familiarly sweet tickled the tip of my tongue, yet I still can't remember what that sweetness was. It was a pure sweet bliss in my mouth, with no hints of anything dirty.

"Ahh..." I sighed with joy as I took a deep breath, "this tea is very sweet!"

"Too sweet." Flash was a bit more honest, "and I recognise that sweetness, it's condensed milk."

"Right on the nail Flash," Soarin nodded, "It consists of Black Tea and Sweetened Condensed or Evaporated milk that starts boiling hot. It is then poured to and fro between two shakers to cool the drink, and also mixes the contents together to improve the flavour at the same time. To make it cold, we immerse a few litres in ice water, then put ice cubes with it when we serve it. As much as it is effective to put ice in tea--" He gestured to the group,

"The water would dilute the tea once it melts," I answered,

"Exactly," Soarin winked, "and if you're wondering about freshness, we make and cool our tea on the same day without leaving it overnight. Any remaining at the end of the day is freely shared with the staff."

"Sounds tasty. I like it," Flitter nodded,

"Not bad for your first try Soarin." Thunderlane smiled as he finished his sip,

"Oh thanks," Soarin blushed, "and since I'm the one who's made it, the Chef said it's okay for this, as well as a refill, to be on the house."

"Nuh-uh, I'll pay for it. Mine at least," Flash insisted, pulling out the drinks menu, "It costs four-fifty? Then have a Fiver, keep the change."

"Thanks," Soarin smiled as he took the money. I thought it was very nice myself. Plus Soarin's a friend, and friends support each other on things like this!

"Take mine too," I scrambled into my wallet to give a 5-bit note to him.

"You know, there's not a lot to do to make the staff here recognise you as regular customers," Soarin chuckled, "in that case, feel free to call us when you want a refill. Either Ms Cherry or I will come."

"Ms Cherry? Isn't she the one that introduced us?" Flash asked,

"Yep, Serene Cherry is her full name. And I'm sure you can tell, she's Neighponese. Currently studying in a University outside Canterlot. I learnt a bit more of the Neighponese culture from her, and how to live with Mr Shiota, Coach Justice and Ms Yada. Funny enough, she's not the only foreign worker here. Almost a majority of the workers are from different lands. Germareny, Roamania, Russhia, Saddle Arabia, Bitaly, I think a few more that escaped my head."

"Wow, it's a small world after all." Cloudchaser laughed,

"Soarin?" Ms Cherry called, "we've got orders to carry!"

"Anyway! I need to get back to work!" Soarin reminded as he hurried back to the kitchen.

"Who knew our Wonderbolts star has a regular but charming day job?" Flitter laughed,

"Oh I knew about it, but it was firmly kept a secret." Fleetfoot responded, "a secret that only three members of the Wonderbolts know. Soarin, Spitfire and I. Not even RD. If word gets out to the school, Street Orientia's going to have a nightmare, and Soarin's not going to be left alone."

"Guy's still being the ladies man?" Thunderlane sighed, "and I thought his crush on Roseluck would have said otherwise."

"Facade," Fleetfoot cleared up, "he's like this only when he's in his Soccer personality. Anything out of that, and he's the Soarin we all know as of now. He never told me about crushing on Roseluck though, that's a start!"

"Now that's a secret between men. Right Flash?" Thunderlane nudged Flash's shoulder,

"I have no memory or knowledge about Soarin having a crush. But if that's true, you gave it away already." Flash retorted,

"Oh... Sorry," Thuderlane gulped from his mistakes,

"Anyway," Fleetfoot redirected the conversation. "Can you keep THIS a secret?"

"I understand." Flash nodded, "when did he get the job?"

"Two weeks before Mr Shiota popped up," Fleetfoot answered, "not only does he get paid for his job, but he learns and improves on his charms such as form, poise and speech. A majority of that comes from that Ms Cherry."

"He's certainly doing a good job," Cloudchaser shrugged, "at least it gets the girls going on him!"

"Speaking about learning," I began "we've learned quite an awful lot this month right? What do you think about it?"

"A reflection of history?" Flash asked, "then so be it!"

Week 1

"We met our wonderful Mr Shiota!" Fleetfoot started, "not to mention we were like almost strangers to each other!"

"Not to mention our attitudes were completely different," Flash added, looking at Thunderlane,

"Do you want me to start cussing again?" Thunderlane challenged,

"Naw, that won't be necessary." Flash chuckled,

"But at least you did a complete 180!" Flitter chuckled, "and that was thanks to Mr Shiota!"

"I'd say about 45 at best," Flash added,

"Give me some credit you asshole!" Thunderlane snapped, "At least it's something! You, on the other hand, haven't changed at all ever since the club formed!"

"Haha, we had a really great start when it comes to club interaction." I laughed to take a break from drinking the tea, "but even so... Mr Shiota... Sensei. He told us what he was up-front, an assassin. Taught by assassins and uses said skills to be a teacher, just like his former teacher."

"And that same set of skills saved us from that man known as Windcaller. An innocent businessman who committed multiple felonies thanks to that tentacle, which is another thing from Mr Shiota's past." Flitter added,

"Poor bastard ended up in hospital." Thunderlane moped as he took a sip of his tea,

"On the other hand," Fleetfoot held my hand, "we ourselves, opened up to each other."

"Thanks," I smiled. That's right, my past event with what happened to my mother, and how I met my saviour.

Week 2

"Welcome to the club!" Thunderlane gestured to Cloudchaser and Flitter, to which they responded with a white grin and a wide smile respectively.

"Yes, we had five people who joined the club." Flash elaborated. "For a Tutor Club to double its initial size in its second week, late entries to an Extra-curricular club aren't what you would expect at school, at least for that size."

"And that was Mr Shiota's 2-week stay in the hospital!" Fleetfoot laughed,

"And also the decision to join the inter-club contest." I added, "and we worked so hard for it."

"Not to mention that fun Assassination 101 exercise. Who knew that Hide-and-seek can be so tense?" Soarin remarked as he passed by,

"Well whatever happened, we started to grow as a club together!" I concluded, and the others nodded in agreement. I took that as a message to continue drinking.

Week 3

Passing the halfway line, the group decided to take a break by drinking up the tea. I continued sipping with them until I started to hear and taste the sounds of air coming up the straw. It turns out I had been drinking generously throughout reflecting the first two weeks. I feel like calling Soarin or Ms Cherry for a refill, but perhaps I'll wait for the others to finish their drinks.

"Sensei's classmates have come to assist. Ms Yada and Coach Justice!" I continued,

Thunderlane took a big sigh and two sips of milk tea before he could speak, "to be honest, I'm still kinda bummed we'd have Ms Yada of all his mates."

"Aside from her inital 'seductive' approach," I objected, "she was really a mature teacher, and I'd say one that was full of suprises."

"Yeah, I mean. Having a rack that size was a big surprise." Fleetfoot grumbled, "It even beats yours Flutters! Aren't Neighponese women more... Flat chested?"

"Please, let's just bloody continue." Thunderlane sighed. I felt pretty flustered when Fleetfoot started comparing our racks. When did this come up? Was she always hiding this concern about breasts? And for how long?

"In my opinion," Flash mentioned, "it doesn't matter whether a woman has a big chest or not. It is nothing compared to a woman's soul."

"Ah yes, typical 'inside that counts'. What did I expect from a Friendship Goddess follower?" Thunderlane moaned,

"Besides, both are good with divine values. Voluptuous is Compassionate and Nurturing, while Flat is Bravery and Justice." Flash continued,

"The fudge?" Fleetfoot stared back at that remark. I... I don't know what to say about that either. That's another weird point to Flash again.

"Anyway! Windcaller decided to attack our school. We resorted to learning as much of fighting back as we can, and we beat him back."

"That's actually a really great plan Flash." Soarin passed by, "I know you'll say the credit goes to us, but neither of us would have the brains to think something up like you do."

"Extract and use all the information we have." Flash answered, "it reduces anxiety and increases confidence."

"Yeah, only when you've got it drilled in your head for a good number of years. If only they also had instruction on chatting in social life?" Thunderlane sniggered,

"Well," Flash scratched his head, "there were also girls in the Military Camp. I can say that she's more Military than I am and well... She became the group's 'Big Sister' because of that. She laughs whenever I or the rest of the boys and girls act goofy and encourages us to do so, especially when we're in a world of hurt."

"I take it back," Thunderlane threw his arms up in despair, "Military camp changed you for the worse."

"I think Fluttershy's the MVP here too. Brave and courageous doesn't even describe what you did there." Fleetfoot answered,

"No." Flitter corrected, "I would use 'scary'. The rumours of you having 'The Stare' is true after all!"

I resorted to slurping what's left of my drink, quickly avoiding eye contact... Even when there's really nothing left.

"You want me to get the refill for you now?" Soarin asked, "I have the jug here!"

"I think she's just shy from pulling out something Br-- I mean... Scary." Fleetfoot guessed,

"I've always believed that the ones who shy away from others," Flash shared, "are the ones who're the most scariest on the inside, and certainly the people that you should give the utmost respect for." He looked at me with calm eyes, "and that's not going to change Fluttershy."

"Umm... Thank you...?" I meekly responded, talk about awkward!

"You know what?" Cloudchaser jumped up, "let's just chug the entire thing to not keep Soarin waiting!"

"Seconded," Thunderlane jumped up with his glass of tea, straw removed. "Chug!"

"Together then," Flash instructed as he too stood up with his glass, along with the remaining two girls. "1... 2... 3!"

Simultaneously at once, the five of them raised their glasses to their lips and frantically poured down the chilly, milky tea into their mouths, gulping vigorously at the same time. Talk about a frightening coincidence. The group continued draining their tea in less than ten seconds, and firmly placed their empty glasses on the table at the same time with a sigh and gasp of relief and joy.

"Now that..." Flitter breathed, "is something I would love to do again!"

"Hey Flutters, who was the fastest here?" Cloudchaser asked.

"You all finished at the same time," I announced. Believe me, I was watching very closely,

"Really? That coincidental?" Thunderlane sceptically asked,

"I was watching closely, it was really frightening that you did all of that in unison." I reasoned,

"I was watching too, it was most definitely in unison, like what you would see in cartoons." Soarin supported, pulling out a plastic jug full of that same tea that we all swallowed and enjoyed. Seeing all of that tea reminded my body on how much fluid I ingested, and what its response to that intake was.

"Soarin," I stood up, "do you know where the bathrooms are?"

"Over there." He pointed towards two doors located near the kitchen. "It's all clean."

"Thanks," I nodded while hurrying to the ladies bathroom. On my way, I noticed a customer sitting all by himself right next to where we were sitting, occupied by the table wall. He was focused on eating a very delicate but ENORMOUS strawberry-themed parfait layered with different assortments of fruits, granola, yogurt, topped with whipped cream, vanilla ice-cream with strawberry sauce, whole strawberries and blueberries, sliced bananas, thin biscuit sticks, and a little cute bunny-shaped chocolate. It looks really delectable, though something this eye-catching would be the last thing I would see in a regular restaurant like this.

Argh! What am I doing!? I need to go to the toilet! I can't hold it in any longer!

Week 4

Ahh... That's a relief. After wrapping up business, I can now focus properly. Speaking of focusing, there was something bugging me about that man sitting opposite us eating a parfait. He may look like a regular customer eating an eye-catching dessert, but with him wearing dark sunglasses as well as keeping his hat on absolutely screams suspicious. But now that I think about it... I know that hat!

Oh boy... You've been snooping on our conversation have you? You know that you can get arrested for that in Equestria, and I'm pretty sure the same goes for Neighpon too! And how did you even know we were here? But... knowing you, the things you do are harmless and that's not a crime at all, and I'm sure you know that too!

I'll leave him to his 'observation'. Right now, I hurried back to our table to see if I've missed anything. All of our glasses had been refilled, and Soarin's now on his break so he can converse with us!

"Just in time Fluttershy." Cloudchaser greeted once again, "This week was a doozy. All to prepare for our Presentation."

"From an audience's view, you guys did a really great job!" Fleetfoot gave a thumbs up,

"Hey Flash, you and Mac never told us how you acted it out." Flitter turned, "how did you manage to come up with such a spectacular fight?"

"We never rehearsed a sequence." Flash answered, "all we just did was fight it out using our current skill. I must admit, Big Mac's swordplay is something else! However," he huffed and grumbled in envy, "that time was just a lucky block. If he guessed wrongly, the win would have been mine."

"W-Wait." Soarin went pale, as did the others and myself. "Y-You guys were ACTUALLY fighting to the death?"

"It wouldn't be realistic if we had to 'act' so we agreed to go all-out on each other with one condition: Whoever landed the first blow will determine the victor and vanquished, and end the scene. And as you saw, the win went to Big Mac."

Oh my goodness, Flash really is scary! Not to mention Big Mac too, just how much did his late Neighponese family member teach him?

"Oh but we also get to see Mr Shiota, Ms Yada, and Coach Justice's new dormitory! FOR US!" Fleetfoot laughed,

"Woah, what do you mean for us?" Flitter turned in question, "do you think the School will give such privilege to us?"

"If anything," Flash remarked, "it is for the school. Sir, Madam and Coach must come to terms that the manor must be made available to ANY student seeking accommodation according to Principal Celestia. Not just his precious Special Tutorship Club."

"That sounds fair indeed."

"There's going to be one big bathroom on the ground floor." Soarin added, "It has one MASSIVE bath!"

"Let me guess, we're probably going to share it?"

"Shared between Males and Females only." Soarin answered, "at least, I've never heard if they're plans for a mixed bath."

"Don't even mention that," Cloudchaser grumbled,

And to finally wrap it up, we reflect on ourselves and what we're going to do for the future. There's two things that we've decided on.

"Our Mid-term exams are coming up." Soarin addressed, "we're going to work hard on this right?"

"With every bone in our body," Fleetfoot answered, and Cloudchaser and Flitter nodded in agreement.

"I think I'd rather save some of my own bones." Thunderlane joked, metaphorically of course.

"Well, I'm sure Mr Shiota has that in mind too. So we're all on the same boat!" Flitter answered,

"Right, now the Second item." Flash continued, "the new dormitory."

"Plenty of residential rooms, an admin office, really great bathrooms, plenty of backyard and front porch and a really BIG classroom. That's the nutshell of the dorm." Soarin briefed,

"Yes. I've also read the photocopies that Pinkie got from Ms Yada." Flash nodded, "that big classroom's going to be for really big study sessions."

"So can we expect to see after-school hours come?" Cloudchaser butted in,

"We can always email Mr Shiota," I responded, then took a sip of my second glass of Teh Tarik, "now there's one more question. Do you think we should stay there?"

The group put on their thinking and reflecting faces. Such a decision cannot be made so lightly,

"Flutters, I'm sure you know that I am an orphan with my little sister and brother. The fact that we're still staying around the apartment is because we're under legal guardianship with our Aunt and Uncle, and they rarely come to take care of us."

"I love my family so much, and they love me back. I'd NEVER leave their side, not even when I get into College!" Flitter answered. We responded with weird and uncomfortable looks. O-kay then, I guess we all have our weird sides once in a while.

"Me on the other hand?" Thunderlane spoke, "my parents would be happy to send me off for room and board since they'll think I'm going to be studying hard. I'll be happy too, not just studying hard, but also to get away from them! Will they accept CJS students too? I was thinking of moving Rumble alongside me."

"Then email Mr Shiota!" Fleetfoot moaned, "you can always let him know!"

Oh he'll know right now...

"I think that's a big question, but perhaps we'll give it some thought for another time?" Soarin asked,

"Fair enough." I nodded,

"Ahh..." Cloudchaser reeled in satisfaction as she drank her second glass fully, "I really love the tea. I also love the atmosphere around here too, we should come here more often."

"It sounds like you're needing to leave." Flash picked up,

"Yeah. I promised Mom to help her in her Spring Cleaning this afternoon." Cloudchaser elaborated,

"I see then, we won't keep you." I waved, "see you tomorrow Cloudchaser!"

"Bye!" Flitter and the rest of us waved goodbye as Cloudchaser walked out the door.

"Then I've got to go back to work, my break's over." Soarin answered, "see you tomorrow!"

And one by one, we decided to leave and sally forth with other important events in mind. Flash had to go shopping for his siblings' school lunches. Thunderlane had to pick his brother up from a sports class, Flitter's parents are now wondering where she was, and Fleetfoot... She wants to keep that a secret.

As for me? My Dad's coming back next Wednesday as I mentioned. There's going to be a lot that we've got to talk about. Thanking Soarin again, I strolled out the door and out of the cafe, and headed home. I hope Angel and Hana were behaving themselves...

Somewhere late into the night, a single room lit up in the dark and silent hallways of Canterlot High School. Within this room contained three teachers, and the Principal and Vice-Principal.

"Ms Yada," Celestia addressed, "Luna and I have attained all the information that you have provided and can come to a decision."

"And that is?" Yada asked,

"A set of ground rules and conditions. For a start, student conduct in the dormitory must fall in lines with conduct at school. Of course, such rules are informed to those who are applying for Student Accommodation, and those rules are unanimous for all our other dorms. The manager in charge may also throw in any extra rule, as long as it doesn't affect the student's study and welfare. If it does, we WILL know."

"Yes Madam," Kimura saluted,

"Second: Favouritism will NOT affect selection for accommodation. It will be first-come-first-served, so do not put the members of the Special Tutorship Club over others. If you want to hide your... Secrets, do it flawlessly. Understood?"

"Yes madam," Nagisa agreed,

"Huzzah, thy have cleared the heavy matters." Luna took over, "now comes the small details. When is thy official opening?"

"Sometime after the Mid-Term Exams. We still have yet to deal with financial matters regarding water and electricity, but bedrooms are prepared, and the facility such as the classroom can be used immediately!"

"The Protectors?" Luna asked,

"Me and Masayoshi. If Nagisa moves out of his apartment, he'll be our third!" Yada answered, fully understanding Luna's choice of words.

"And one more thing." Luna answered, "have thy given a name for this abode?"

"We haven't thought about that." Nagisa answered, "what do you guys think?" The group shrugged. They haven't got a clue either.

"Thy won't have to think about it now, maybe later." Luna assured,

"Actually," Nagisa stood up, "I know one, how about Koro Peak? An unshakeable pinnacle of education?"

"Koro Peak? I don't think it rolls off the tongue..." Yada answered, "but I think definitely keep the Koro."

"Naming the dorm after your late Korosensei?" Celestia asked, "how admirable!"

"How about Koro Fields?" Yada asked, "An unstoppable growth and yield of talent!"

"Using the word 'Fields' sounds a bit stereotypical don't you think?" Nagisa asked, "I've been hearing lots of 'Rice Field' Jokes from our students..."

"Alright then how about this?" Kimura spoke up, "for something superficial and profound, I suggest the Koro Gardens!"

The crowd fell silent,

"What's your reasoning?"

"As you know Koro is a short for 'un-killable'. And a Garden is a place where many things bloom. Beautiful flowers, nutritious plants, attracts the many wildlife we see in our world, and it is the source for all of humanity's survival, nature. Nature is unshakeable, un-killable, and something that will stand throughout our lives. And hence, the Koro Gardens. A place where all nature comes together and grows stronger against any form of opposition! Well?"

The crowd went silent again. This time, a blush ran through Kimura's cheeks.

"Did it sound cheesy?"

"It sounds very inspiring and bright." Celestia surprisingly nodded in approval, "perhaps you guys have any complaints?"

"The only names that we can think of are names that downplay the dignity of others, so I'm really happy with Kimura's suggestion." Nagisa agreed.

"Congratulations Kimura!" Yada smiled, "for once, you actually stepped forward from the background!"

"Well excuse me for being a coach and a soldier who follows orders rather than giving them!" Kimura retorted,

"In that case," Celestia answered, "as long as you keep in touch with reports about the dorm's condition, then on behalf of CHS..."

She placed a paper form on a table.

"I hereby accept the Koro Gardens Dorm..."

And stamped the paper with the Wondercolts emblem,

"... As an accommodation for students!"

Nagisa's Notes

Flash Sentry

7. He is socially klutzy.

8. Anything that doesn't involve threatening himself or his friends, or an attempt to 'impress', he loses his protective soldier attitude and becomes clumsy, goofy and klutzy (See 7).

9. His Discipline comes from his Military Training Camp as a Kid (See 3), the problem is that it doesn't help his social life after being barked at with commands (See 7).

10. Has a younger brother like Thunderlane, but also a younger sister too. They lost their parents to war.

11. He and his family are followers of the Goddess of Friendship.

12. His skill in Tactics is unparalleled as well as his pistol proficiency. Unknown if he is proficient in other weapons (though highly likely)

13. He has a sharp perception for others, and can easily determine the strong points of someone.

Academic Results

Maths: 63%

Absolutely no improvement. Very average across all Maths Topics. It may seem like he has a problem with sums, but after looking at the ways of how he arranges his answers, the problem is complacency or lack of motivation rather than trouble understanding.

English 59%

Flash isn't even trying. Perhaps I should question his concern about 'the fault of others' because it looks like a problem with himself.

Soarin

1. Soccer Player, Forward of the Wonderbolts (Possibility to use it to his advantage?)

2. A laid-back person that just 'rolls' with it

3. A stereotypical 'Equestrian Jock'. Actually gained and practised his charms through his part-time job as a waiter in a cafe (also does dishwashing and slight Kitchen Porter).

4. (Continuing from 3) Works at the Cafe Restaurant hybrid known as 'Street Orientia'

5. Soarin knows a little bit about other countries and their people and culture from his work colleagues who are from different countries themselves (see 3 and 4). The head chief is Marelaysian, The Sous Chief is Germaren, Various notable chiefs were from Brassil, Roamano and Russhia and others while some waiters were from Saddle Arabia, Bitaly and even Neighpon (also the one responsible for watching over Soarin)

6. He's not good at hand-to-hand knife combat. His pistol skills are subpar.

Academic Results

Maths: 65%

Just as average as Sentry, not much of an improvement. Needs to work on Pythagoras' theorem.

English: 50%

Unlike Flash, Soarin has been known to be really bad at writing and comprehension despite being the lowest mark of English. Perhaps he should dive deep into words having a deeper meaning?

IMPORTANT ISSUES

Fluttershy

What is 'The Stare?'

Week 5 Monday: The training begins

"Good Morning Everyone, and welcome to another week of Canterlot High School." Principal Celestia spoke to the assembly, "This is your Principal reminding you that Mid-Terms are beginning next week. There is no more than one way to study, as long as you study smart and hard. But if you do find problems on studying, please ask a teacher or your friends, they will be honoured to assist you. I'd also like to inform you that after the exams, there will be a new Hall of Residence available for students of CHS and CJS if you so wish. Details on location and times for open inspections will be located on the School Website and your Email. Please discuss with your parents if you want to seek accommodation in this new dorm. Starting from tomorrow, there is a special programme for all CHS students for a proper study hall in the mentioned dormitory which has been christened, The Koro Gardens."

The students looked at each other with confused looks.

"I know what you're thinking... What does 'Koro' mean? Well, this is a rough Neighponese short translation for 'Unkillable'. Hence, they are the Unkillable, or Unshakable, Gardens." Celestia explained, "and I also know that now you've noticed a Neighponese Motif, yes. Our Three new teachers of Neighponese Nationality are related. Ms Yada, our Substitute Teacher for Languages and many other subjects, is the manager and supervisor for the Koro Gardens. Aside from dormitory matters, you can also email or talk to her regarding club matters, but only on your own free time."

"Assembly is over now. Please make way for your next classes." Celestia finished up,

"Good morning everyone," Nagisa greeted his morning Neighponese class, "today I'd like to review a group of topics in a row. We will start off with recognising and matching the hiragana alphabet to its pronunciation. On my desk..." He gestured to a stack of small but different coloured and patterned packs. "Are sets of playing cards that each has a funny little design, as well as a single Hiragana letter. Each of you will form a pair and with that pair take one box each. Assort the playing cards in a reasonable grid that can be reachable by you and your partner. Hurry up now!"

Understanding every instruction from their foreign teacher, the classmates began standing up and picking our their partners. Once they did, one of each pair decided to step forward and take a box. He managed to count that it was an even number, so everyone would have a pair and not feel left out. Fluttershy with Rainbow Dash, Sandalwood with Soarin, Berry Punch with Ditzy Hooves, and Kimono with her twin brother Obi. It was strange to Nagisa that those two seemed to be named after Neighponese Garments, and yet they seem so familiar...

"The game goes like this. I am going to say a letter, and you are going to match the writing to its pronunciation. If you've been studying, your efforts will be greatly rewarded to anyone who gets over 10 cards: a bag of rock candy like the ones you saw on Thursday. You'll also get an extra bag if you win!" The class had wide smiles at the sight of the colourful spiky-rock candy he pulled out.

"Don't get TOO comfortable with it." Nagisa warned, "if any of you do not get even ONE card..." He glared, "you're reciting the entire hiragana alphabet in front of the class!" The class retracted their smiles at a gulp and nodded attentively.

"But don't let that discourage you!" Nagisa cheered up, "Once everyone's picked their cards, I'll ask them to raise their card up to see if correct. You can take that time to recollect and memorise the words. And before the game starts, feel free to look through the Hiragana cheat sheet I've given you for five minutes, starting now."

"Okay everyone!" Yada called to her substitute class, "today I will be substituting for Mr Meliodas as he's currently at a therapist today and won't be attending school..." She looked at the chuckling and uncomfortable faces of the students. "I assume you guys know his secret already right?"

"He's a pervert!" The student named Carrot Top blurted out, "when he was displaying the coursework and questions on the projector, he accidentally clicked on one of his internet tabs, revealing... Revealing...!" The class laughed,

"Well, I can safely say his behaviour is NOT ignored, hence the therapy!"

"It's a pity that he's actually a great maths teacher, better than Professor Python. Sucks to be whoever's in his class," a male student, named Magnet Bolt, sighed.

"Well to be honest. I'm no slouch in the Maths Department either. You see, I'm a businesswoman who takes her job seriously, and when it comes to Financial Mathematics like Simple and Compound Interest, I know them like the back of my hand. And from the looks of it... That's exactly what we're going to be doing!" The class groaned.

"Hey now, I know that business is a hard thing when you learn about loans and bills, but these things do exist in the real world, and it's important to learn it! If you really have problems, don't hesitate to call me. I'll give you the support needed."

"Yes madam." The Students responded,

"Now, I'd like at least all of you to achieve the basic level, and if you want to shoot further, I've got plenty of harder questions here. But first, I'd like to go through the concepts of Interest rates, and how it affects mathematics."

"Yes Madam,"

"Oh and one more thing!" Yada remembered, "according to the school rules, I will not tolerate any form of student misconduct. First off, you'll regret it if you miss out on studying here. And secondly, I'll punish you... With a french kiss in open public."

"Alright everyone! Today we're going to have a jam-packed session of sport!" Kimura addressed his grass-sitting P.E Class, "aside from our usual stretch of muscles and jog around the field, we're going to have fun in a new sport." He pulled out a Lacrosse Stick, "Ever heard of Lacrosse?"

"Isn't that a sport mostly for girls?" Thunderlane spoke up,

"Thunderlane!" Flitter hissed,

"Well, females play soccer, basketball, rugby, are part of the police force, as well as males being figure skaters, field hockey players and supermodels! I'm going by the chance to explore new activities of sport or whatever life offers, so it offers a wider range of knowledge and wisdom. That is what the school offers yes?"

"He's got a point!" Spitfire spoke up,

"Let's not waste any more time, I'd like a volunteer. How about you Thunderlane?"

"Why is it always me?" Thunderlane grumbled as he stood up from the ground.

"The fact that you're like that is why!" Kimura laughed, "Mr Cursey!"

"Teach!" Thunderlane moped at the childish name, "we have something called respect in Equestria."

"Oh I know," Kimura continued, "same in Neighpon, maybe even further. But to hear about respect coming from you? There's something called 'hypocrisy' here." The others burst into laughter,

"Teach, you need to stop the bloody call-outs,"

"Then you need to stop talking back!" Kimura continued, "If you did that in the special forces, you're going to get more than just a reprimand!"

"And what would that be?" Thunderlane asked,

"Curious aren't you?" Kimura asked, then changed into a bellowing and heroic voice, "100 Push-ups! 100 Sit-ups! 100 Squats, and a 10km run! All on the same day! From there, you know what it means to be disciplined. Now if you end another sentence with a question mark, it's special forces training for you!"

"Are you--" Thunderlane stopped halfway as he was about to question further, realising that it was a good idea to shut his gob and grab a Lacrosse Stick.

"You know I'm kidding right?" Kimura laughed as Thunderlane equipped himself without any other word, "about the number that is. You'll probably end up doing 30 of each, and just a 2km run. Or maybe a warning or two until you get kicked out for insubordination. Any more questions that don't involve being smart-asses?"

"Yes sir, there's something going on outside the school gates," Cheerilee observed,

"Is that so?" Kimura turned around, "very observant of you..." His eyes furrowed at the sight of a man that seemed to act very snarky and authoritative against someone else.

"Verbal harassment," Cheerliee informed, "bullying happens in all ages."

"In that case..." Kimura dropped his stick and walked towards the commotion, "pardon me. This may get a little nasty..."

The class overheard as their foreign coach began dealing with this unjust commotion with varying expressions. Some scrunched their faces in embarrassment at certain words, some had their eyes and mouth open wide in awe, or shrug at the ongoing conflict of wits and words. After five seconds, the teacher walked back without any form of sweat.

"Well?" Cheerilee asked, "what was the fighting all about?"

"A man filled with nothing but 'curses', 'assertiveness' and authorities that was badgering someone who had the faith of a Friendship Goddess on how 'offensive' her Holy Text is and how it does nothing to the issues that happen in the world. The hypocrisy is obvious."

"So?" Thunderlane perked up, "did you punch him up?"

"That's saved for terrorists Thunderlane." Kimura sighed, "I did one better, I turned the verbal tables on him. If a majority decides to reject or push away a law or moral that would sacrifice a little bit of freedom for the sake of peace and conflict, would it not be surprising that things like robbery, domestic disputes, estranged family relations, terrorism, and school shootings ensue? It'd make life easier for the Police and Counter-Terrorist units, and you guys ALL know that's my job in Neighpon."

"Logical." Cheerilee reluctantly nodded, "And?"

"I told the man he's just as guilty as being 'offensive' due to his language and counter-productiveness of bullying others. He told me he doesn't give a 'shit' and flipped the bird at me. I told him 'tell that to a police officer', pulling my phone out as a promise, and he immediately bolted. Actions certainly speak louder and stronger than words."

"And the religious man?" Thunderlane asked,

"Thanked me along with the blessings from the Goddess. I replied that I was just doing my job and some advice to read more of the text he always believes. Whether you believe in a Goddess or not, every blessing or good thing bestowed on you is something worth taking, because every bad thing is going to come at you full blast, and you can't pick and choose which bad thing to afflict you. Laws protect people, not benefit or make things easier for others."

"Wow, you really do live up to the name 'Justice' Coach. Deep and philosophical." Spitfire puffed out as she and the rest took everything in,

"Are you being sarcastic?" Kimura asked,

"Now you're being the smart-ass here." Thunderlane laughed, "and don't worry, justice serves all, whether it's something we like or hate. Of course, I learnt that the bloody hard way. You, on the other hand, you just jump in regardless if it's your job or not, especially someone who's foreign. Keep that work up, Coach Justice."

"Three Cheers for Coach Justice being 'Coach Justice'!" Spitfire rounded up, "Hip hip..."

"Hooray!" The class responded,

"Hip hip..."

"Hooray!"

"Hip Hip!"

"Hooray!!!"

"Thanks for the cheers guys." Kimura bowed, "but let's get back to the matter at hand. We've still got lacrosse to play! Thunderlane?"

"Got it Justice!" Thunderlane nodded, readying his lacrosse stick.

The morning hours of school accelerated as fast and silent as the wind, and almost every teacher was dead exhausted by the time recess rolled through. The three neighponese teachers were ravaged as they scavenged for ways to regain their energy.

"Oh my goodness!" Yada moaned, chugging down a bottle of water, "even for the substitute teacher, it's never easy!"

"Welcome to the teaching club," Kimura panted, wiping his neck and head with a chilled towel, "but hey, it's what we're paid to do, and it's what we personally strive for! Whether it's getting the students to exercise, or carry out justice!"

"I heard," Yada commented, "student gossip spread about how some 'douchebag' was being a bigot to another, and he got rightfully 'burned' by none other than Coach Justice!"

"Also, Thunderlane's no longer calling me 'Teach' anymore." Kimura noted, "I think that's one thing I got, unlike you guys!"

"We all approach things differently." Nagisa laughed as he finished writing up a list of names, "now I need you guys to do me a favour."

"What is it?"

"During the weekends, I've sent a staff message to all regarding the programme. You see, I can only do so much as a tutor, and one that is solely focused on Neighponese. If the students need their best in tutorship on certain subjects, then their actual subject teachers are their strongest helpers."

"Don't you think that's a bit too late with the announcement now?"

"If I didn't notify them early on... Then Principal Celestia would never have spoken about this programme's presence. Luna was responsible for sending all the request emails to the staff members and some of them replied to say that they are willing to help with this programme. We're going to meet up with them so they know what to prepare for."

"So you've emailed them times to meet?" Kimura asked,

"And you guys are going to help me. Here's the list of who volunteered to help." Nagisa handed out a list of names and their appropriate times. "We have almost got a majority of the subjects located here, except History. Here's how it goes."

"We have two Maths teachers assisting us, Professor Python and Mr Meliodas. Unfortunately, the latter is in the hospital but will respond via email. Ms Lita is the representative of our English department, Mr Ramon for Spanish, Mr Trotter for Geography, Mrs Blade for Religious Studies, Mrs Raj for Physical Education, Ms Cia for Art, and from Chemistry, Biology and Physics comes Professor Phos, Eucalyptus and Forsythe respectively. As a bonus, the librarian Ms Turner will be coming over as well. You can find when and where to meet them, and you guys can do that during your rest sessions. I will be having the usual lunchtime session with the club on the First half of lunchtime, addressing them, so you sure you guys can cover them?"

"I hope the giant bath is ready by this week. Hearing all this is beginning to make my shoulders ache." Kimura grumbled,

"That's the first priority dear," Yada laughed, "I want that bath too."

"You guys only had 2 weeks, I had 3, and my shoulder got wounded. See me complaining?" Nagisa asked,

"No," the two teachers shook their heads.

"Then let's make most of our rejuvenation and get ready to start meeting the teachers next period."

"Got it," the two teachers nodded in succession.

"You know, I'm not much for 'shipping'." Nagisa added, "but from the actions of you guys and the looks of the class, you guys have been synchronised in many ways than you think."

"We've been through so much Nagisa," Yada reasoned, "to stick together when dealing with death? Such bonds would rival love! It's like brothers and sisters in arms!"

"But don't spread false lies about this connection. We're really close classmates, nothing else. It would be disgusting otherwise." Kimura reminded.

"Let's do this, as teachers!" Nagisa encouraged,

"Professor Python!" Nagisa greeted the navy blue-gasses and skinned teacher. "How are you?"

"I'm doing great Mr Shiota," Python responded, "I know what you're here for, the Special Tutorship Club programme yes?"

"Of course. As a maths teacher, you'd know your way around numbers and data more than I ever would."

"I'm happy to play my part as a tutor to some really bright kids, at least that's one good thing about this job."

"Not satisfied with it?"

"Yes, but I deserved it." Python explained, "you see, I love the Science from the bottom of my heart, and I took the three science subjects in university to fulfil my love and... It didn't go well because I passed the Bachelor's degree in the three courses with absolutely no flying colours, thus making me unable to enrol for a Master's let alone Doctor's degree. I don't have the money to attend other Universities around Equestria after doing three different degrees, nor could I do any of those three again, so I got a degree in Secondary Education and passed that normally too. When it came to applying for a teaching job, very few schools accepted me, and not for being a Science teacher. So CHS proposed that for me that I could become a Maths teacher from my knowledge of Physics, so I took it and expanded more on my maths. They even allowed me to work as a lab assistant for some of the other Science Teachers, so that's a plus! The only thing against me from this career is my own unsatisfaction, since I got quite a lot from this school, and I'm incredibly grateful."

"Working in School is extremely hard, I can completely understand as a teacher myself." Nagisa nodded, "it won't hurt to ask for a little bit more if you want, but if they say no with good reason, then that's okay. I mean, I'm here for the sake of the students."

"I know, and you're doing a bloody good job." Python complimented, "now about the times to meet, I need to know a few more things..."

"Professor Eucalyptus?" Yada knocked on the open door of the Science department,

"She hangs out in the Bio Lab." A teacher called out, "just down the hallway and to the right. Oh, and remember to hold your nose!"

"Thank you!" Yada called back, following the instructions after leaving the staff room, pondering on why she must do such an action. She came across a double-door entrance with the title 'Biology Laboratory' neatly inscribed on a door sign, with an addition to the number of the room. Knocking once, she waited for a response. When nothing happened, she knocked a second time to receive the same result. She was about to stretch her knuckle for the third time when a sudden ominous force etched the door outwards, spooking the busty teacher.

"Why do you bother me?" The voice of a young woman slithered from the door.

"Oh! Sorry!" Yada jumped, "A-Are you Professor Eucalyptus?"

"Do not call me by my full surname." The woman commanded, forcing pushing open the entire door to reveal her entire self and the origin of the ominous force behind her.

Yada was thrown back at the sight of this pale grey woman with long brunette hair that was well washed but horrifically all over the place like bed hair. Her garments consist of the expected lab coat worn by the Science teachers, though her's was unique that it was splotched and corrupted almost everywhere with black, which peeled away with every sway of the coat, pieces of the lab coat included.

The only thing that was untouched was the symbol emblazoned on the top pocket of her lab coat. A tree where its leafy branches were positioned at the top areas of the tree rather than all around, with its roots stretched across the bottom, the tree of a Eucalyptus. Such a tree would be revered if it weren't for it's 'other' feature, instead of it covered in the colours of green leaves and brown bark, the leaves were plagued with black and poison green, and the bark and roots were pitch black itself. Furthermore, the tree was infested with what seemed to be crows and rodents. The most disturbing thing, however, was that from one of the blackened branches... Hung a skull.

"Now that I look at you..." The pale woman slowly tilted her head, her heavily dark bags under her eyes visible in plain sight, "I've never seen you before... Oh, that's right, you're that new Neighponese female teacher for the substitute department. That probably explains why you disturbed me instead of addressing me directly."

"I'm... Sorry? It's just manners though," Yada explained,

"Not your fault. I hate anyone who sets near my lab, students included. Please address me as Professor Eu from now on."

"I'm Tōka Yada, you can just call me Yada!" Yada greeted with an outstretched hand. The Professor stared at the hand with disgust, then reluctantly returned the shaking gesture.

"Morrie Eucalyptus. As I have stated, I prefer to be called Professor Eu." Professor Eu greeted back.

"Oh!" Yada spotted a similar symbol on the Professor's arm. "Is that your cutie mark? The one on your lab coat?"

"Yes..." Eu nodded, "It's the Ironbark variant of the Eucalyptus tree. The colour of such bark makes it black as a nightmare."

"And... Why?"

"Please, stop wasting my time. You are here to bear the information of your Special Tutorship Club. I have learnt of the venue's location, and the times to attend. I can only take Wednesday and Thursday, so tell those life-wasting children attending the programme that they must be wary of my presence as well as their biology homework and skills for those days..."

"Of course!" Yada nodded, "we'll be sending information to all students tonight for those who are going to attend the programme."

"Very well, our work here is done. Now begone!!!" Eu roared as she slammed the door shut. Yada blinked as she spaced out. Just what the hell was she going on about? And what was with her attire and presentation? Yada picked up various murmurs and mutterings through the open cracks of doom within the doors and decided to listen to everything that this Death-reeking teacher had to say.

"Foolish Neighponese teacher..." Eu mumbled to herself, "Your vibrant colours and words belie your current job. That's right... A merchant, that's what you are... A merchant of deception and persuasion, your lack of a mark will not fool me! I bet you even use your damned Buns of Life to your advantage too!!!"

Yada felt very uncomfortable as she heard all of that. This Biology teacher has... A rather weird quirk to her...

"Hey, Mr Ramon!" Kimura greeted,

"Oh! Buenos Dias Señor Justice!" Mr Ramon greeted, "how are you?"

"I'm great," Kimura replied, "I'm here regarding the Special Tutorship Club Programme."

"Ah of course," Mr Ramon answered, "I got the message. Señor Shiota is quite tight on his information. I'm quite excited to see the student casa for myself!"

"Yeah, it's spacious. I'm afraid to say though..." He noticed an ashtray filled with ash and used cigarettes in an open drawer in Ramon's desk. "Smoking is prohibited."

"Oh!" Ramon jumped at the catch, "Lo Siento Justice. It's just that teaching... It's a stressful thing."

"I understand completely." Kimura nodded, "stress is everywhere. Whether it's competitive ballroom dancing, or working on controversial topics in Politics. It's just that when you're part of your Country's Counter-Terrorism Unit, anything that can prove harmful to the body damages physical performance in the situations of Life and Death."

"But of course!" Ramon encouraged, "you protect the country from threats, and you would give it your all! Now that I think about it... N-Never mind that, I understand your concern."

"So what time will you be able to meet?"

"Tuesdays and Fridays!!!" Ramon responded, "I'll be responsible for bringing all my material, so the students must do the same!"

"Of course, I'll let them know. Thanks for joining this programme."

"Gracias. I hope to see you then!" Ramon waved,

The school bell rang to signify the end of the middle session of classes and the start of Lunchtime. All students poured out of their respective classes to hit their lockers for exchanging books, items and the like, before heading out to the Canteen. Meanwhile, a different set of students made their way to the classroom where Neighponese was taught, also known as the room for the Special Tutorship Club. Only this time...

"You guys are coming?" Fluttershy gasped with delight at her five friends with various exercise and textbooks.

"Temporarily," Rainbow moaned, "we need all the help we can get!"

"It would be amazing to see the core of the club's ability for educational progression." Twilight adjusted her glasses,

"On the other hand, you and Pinkie seem to be learning more than we've been doing," Sunset added,

"Of course!" Pinkie guffawed, "we've got new friends that assist us!"

"Let's not wait any longer." Rarity answered, "can we go in already?"

"Okay okay..."

"Good afternoon class," Nagisa walked in with a greeting, "and welcome to the Fifth Week, the Week before hell begins."

"Good afternoon Mr Shiota!" The Club responded,

"Ah, It seems we have five new faces! But since I never got such notice, are you girls here temporarily?"

"Yes sir, sorry 'bout that." Applejack answered,

"I understand fully. Regardless, at least it shows that you guys are wanting to be confident in your upcoming exams. No fear, I shall do my utmost to make sure you get through this trial."

"Thanks for your support Mr Shiota!" Sunset smiled,

"Hey..." Rainbow whispered, "how have you never been bothered by how short he is compared to a majority of the school? I mean, he's up to your neck!"

"He's 160cm if I recall..." Fluttershy answered, "but his maturity and attitude more than makes up for it!"

"I can say..." Nagisa jumped into the conversation, "that I have been finding ways to bolster my height when I was young. Praying, Drinking Milk, getting pulled from both ends. If you want to know something embarrassing, is that after seven years from Junior High School to a teaching internship, I only grew a single centimetre! And my height has never changed since then..."

The class fell silent with faces of horror, perhaps having a Growth Spurt was a blessing after all.

"Alright, let's not get off track here." Nagisa continued, "as you have heard in assembly, the Special Tutorship Club has created a special tutor programme that Ms Yada has planned for the new Koro Gardens accommodation. In addition to that, we have requested the assistance of various tutors to tackle the many subjects that all of you have a problem with. These tutors are your remarkable teachers who have decided to volunteer to assist you in your tasks ahead."

"You certainly like to think ahead Sir," Flash answered, "and you've got lots of questions covered without us even asking."

"Well," Rainbow asked, "I have still a few questions to ask, but it's very small, so I'll agree with you for a little while."

"Working efficiently means working on time as well as nailing the mandatory parts." Nagisa finished, "then in that case, can I hear your questions, Ms Dash?"

"Where's the Koro Gardens going to be?"

"Stable Street, it's not far from the main Campus. It's close to that not-so-big shopping mall and street market."

"Oh, you mean Wagon Lane? My family and I go there frequently for grocery shopping!"

"And that's also going to be the main food supplies for Koro Manor if I might add." Nagisa finished,

"Next question," Rainbow continued, "and final one too. Which of our teachers are going to be there?"

"I have not received any word from the History Department, but I have from the rest." Nagisa answered, "I assume you all want to share your opinions of the teachers no?"

"Well..." Rainbow hesitated, caught red-handed.

"By all means, go ahead! I'm very curious about all your reactions. Reminds me of Neighponese Comedy shows where they'll always show a few celebs reacting to some joke. Pick a subject, I'll tell you who'll be there."

"I'll start, Art." Rainbow asked,

"Ms Cia," Nagisa answered,

The students' faces twitched simultaneously,

"Is she bad?"

"Not really bad," Thunderlane answered, "it's just... It's what you'd expect of an artist. Sometimes their paintings don't make sense."

"Give me an example."

"There was one art she submitted. She called it 'The Other Side of the Rainbow'." Thunderlane continued, "it's obvious that it was a painting of a rainbow, but the way she did it was so... Mind-boggling."

"Other side..." Nagisa thought, "instead of a rainbow being colourful, bright and uplifting, it was twisted, ugly and full of foreboding and bad omens?"

"Absolutely right," Redheart nodded, "and the fact that she managed to make a rainbow look horrendous that... It made me feel so empty and twisted myself."

"Perhaps I should see this painting for myself..."

"Who's for Maths?"

"Two of them, Mr Meliodas and Professor Python."

"Aww man..." The class groaned simultaneously,

"I've heard about the antics of Mr Meliodas, but what of the Prof?"

"Well he prefers to be called Mr Mel for some reason, but the problem is that he's got quite a perverted behaviour, and almost blows his top for every class for all the little things, such as gum chewing in his class or fiddling with their phones." Roseluck started,

"And Professor Python? He's really lame." Rainbow answered, "he's as generic as teachers can be."

"Despite blandness, he does his best." Flash countered, balancing the scales. "He tries to attend to the students as much as he could, I couldn't think of anyone else suited for the tutor role but him."

"I dare not say it but..." Rarity joined in, "... Biology?"

"Professor Eu." Nagisa answered calmly, followed by a torrent of protests and disagreements from the crowd.

"Nonononononononono!" Rarity jumped to defence, "anyone but her!!!"

"Are you kidding me!?!?" Thunderlane butted in, "the corpse is doing this!?!?"

"I'm completely fine with doing Biology on my own!" Twilight reasoned, "I certainly don't need the help of Ms Eu!"

"P-P-Please no..." Fluttershy began shivering all over, "Every time I go in there... I felt like something dear to me had died..."

"That's quite a reaction," Nagisa calmly observed, "so she's really more than a handful of what Yada reported. And from the looks of it... Scarier than I am."

"Well, you are scary wherever you go," Soarin explained, "but her? She never leaves the Biology lab, and whenever we go in... It smells like death in there..."

"And not to mention the teacher herself. " Roseluck answered, "her way of teaching the class gives nightmares rather than knowledge! Her clothes, the way she speaks, and how she carries out experiments from specimen dissection to bacteria observation, she gets so obsessed with it, it's as if she's trying to raise or create some type of monster with it."

"The dormitory does not have any Gas Taps so no experiments involving fire. It doesn't rule out portable gas stoves..." Yada informed,

"Okay then, let's not talk about her any further..." Fleetfoot ended, "now let's go for a hopeful result... Who's in charge of our Religious Studies?"

"Mrs Blade..." Nagisa read his list, "who else?"

This time, the students sighed in relief and joy. Seeing their faces lifted a large weight off the teacher's minuscule shoulders.

"In one go, why do you like her?"

"We all know that Mrs Blade is a follower of the Friendship Goddess, and even so, she doesn't judge or force people, she knows a lot about our current generation and helps us understand whatever religion we are studying. Sure some people may rise and complain about their own beliefs, but with what many have stated it doesn't hurt to look at different perspectives! But the biggest bonus is that she makes us homemade and delicious chocolate chip cookies. It may sound childish, but pride never convinces our stomachs!" Fleetfoot answered,

"I'll do it better in 20 words or less, she's like you teach. Without the fear factor," Thunderlane answered,

"Hmm... I'm not sure whether that will be the same case for the programme, but I'll speak for you guys," Nagisa assured,

"By the way Sensei," Fluttershy raised her hand, "because you're gathering teachers for this programme, is that why Ms Yada and Coach Justice aren't here?"

"Yes, they are meeting with teachers on when they can meet at the Dorm. Once we've gone through all the teachers, I'll email all students the times and which tutors will be coming on what days. Any further information, feel free to email me."

"Sir, can we talk about two more teachers?" Cheerilee raised her hand, "who are taking English and Geography?"

"Ms Lita will be our English rep, and Mr Trotter is for Geography."

"And I knew that positive streak would be over as it began..." Fleetfoot crumbled, her hopes dashed and crushed.

"Now what are their problems?"

"Allow me to tell you by memory," Noteworthy volunteered, "This is what Ms Lita is like..."

"Alright everyone!" The English teacher announced, "we'll be continuing our analysis in Swishsphere's play of King Richard the Third such as the examples of how Richard was portrayed as a cunning man by defying predestination and family heirs with his own secular Machiavellian means to seize the throne. He coaxed Lady Anne, the woman whose husband was murdered by Richard himself, by abusing the behaviour and courtesy of women to succeed. He then proceeded to silence and eradicate any competitor to the throne, including his own family and young nephews. Though his victory and time asking were short-lived, we now live in a more fortunate time, where his means greatly contributed to progressiveness in society."

"I'm not sure killing others and lying to the masses and Goddesses for self-gain are a step towards progression." Noteworthy raised his hand, "more like the other way around!"

"I don't mean word-by-word Noteworthy. I know what he did were crimes. But because of him, we have the free will where everyone can have the chance to sit upon the democratic throne of Equestria without any 'privileges' and 'rights'!"

"There were numerous controversial events that people raised which the Government made things one-sided, not to mention the current state of the Government right now. We're Land of the 'Free', not Land of 'Chaos'." Rainbow argued,

"Ms Lita! Can you spare us the politics?" Twilight moaned, "teach us actual English!!!"

"Oh, you guys..." Ms Lita shook her head, "you'll understand when you get older."

"A person who seems to speak a lot of her political mind... Politics is unavoidable, and as much as we hate it, it does have a grasp upon our lives." Nagisa listened, "and Mr Trotter?"

"He's more of a light-hearted guy who's more keen on the natural world rather than politics." Noteworthy added, "except..."

"Behold, the wondrous sight of our frozen tundra located down south in our world, and the various animals that call it home. What we are going to see here is a world colder than our own, and how animals as bright as we are, adapt and survive." Mr Trotter spoke in a very fake Spritish accent as he pointed to various images of Antartica on a projected screen.

"You're not that naturalist broadcaster from Great Sprintain dammit!" Sandalwood lashed out, "you're not being filmed for a documentary!"

"We attain feedback from you regarding your teacher tutors." Nagisa answered, "so anything like that can help improve future schedules. That too will also be notified by the email. Any more questions?"

The class said nothing,

"Very well then. Without further ado, let's begin our intensive study, beginning with Maths!"

"Yes Sir!!!" The students yelled enthusiastically.

And after a hard rigorous tutor session in a general mix of subjects, and not to mention finishing off the School day with the afternoon session of classes and lessons, the three Neighponese teachers were finally able to meet together in the staff room, their daily work is done, and their physical and mental energy completely exhausted.

"Well?" Nagisa asked, "what of the rest of the teachers?"

"We've managed to get the rest of the list involved, and uh..." Kimura started, "these teachers surely have a lot of personalities as the students do..."

"The only level-headed teachers we met were Mr Ramon, Mrs Raj, Professor Phos, the Librarian Ms Turner, and Mrs Blade. She even gave me some really scrumptious cookies!" Yada counted using her fingers, "Ms Lita is between level-headed and... not level-headed,"

"And the 'not level-headed' are where the rest lie?" Nagisa asked,

"Ms Cia I understand as an expressive artist, and we know about Mr Mel. But Mr Trotter and Professor Eu well uh... I feel creeped out and irritated by them."

"But I think we can agree that the worst was Professor Forsythe. Or rather... Magus Forsythe as he prefers to be called." Kimura informed,

"How bad?"

"You should see it for yourself," Yada answered, placing a shoulder on their ever short friend. "He's going to be starting Tomorrow along with Professor Phos."

"How was your tutor session?" Kimura asked,

"Vigorous as ever. Went through all the important fundamentals of subjects: The maths that we are learning today, the different types of faiths we know, a reading of an excerpt from Richard III, and all-sorts. I'm just as tired as you!"

"Hey Yada, when will the water for the dorm be ready? I feel like taking a relaxing soak in there!"

"If you're that desparate for an answer, the water should be tested on Wednesday, and it will be fully operational on Friday!"

"That's great. At least we have our ways to rejuvenate and relax!"

"Now that I think about it. Why not invite other teachers to live there too? Or at least be able to use the many amenities we have!" Nagisa proposed,

"Oh! That's no problem!" Yada accepted, "everyone in CHS is welcome! As long as they're fine with 'sharing the same bath'!"

"It always takes time," Nagisa laughed, as he pulled out a book.

"Mr Nagisa Shiota?" The Staff administrator came up, "there are students looking for you... Well, all three of you."

"Who is it?" Nagisa asked,

"One Flash Sentry and Fluttershy." She replied.

"Understood." Nagisa got up, "I'll be there right away."

Nagisa strode towards the staff room entrance as fast as he can with Kimura and Yada in tow. Opening the doors, he came face to face with the two named students with very worried looks on their face. Nagisa, easily discerning their minds and aura of consciousness, felt something was afoot.

"Are we being threatened?" Nagisa answered,

"Here's some more information..." Flash responded, pulling out a folded piece of paper,

"When we were packing up to go home, I saw the door mysteriously left open, so I went forward to close it. It was then I saw that folded piece of paper lying on your desk. So I read it... And... It's not a pleasant one." Fluttershy constructed,

"Fluttershy found me hanging around my own locker. She showed me the letter and... You got to be prepared..." He offered the piece of paper.

Nagisa took the paper with firm hands and unfolded it. As he and his friends read the piece, his brow and face grew dark, firm, solid, along with a sense of anger...

To the Neighponese Teacher of Canterlot High School

Welcome to Equestria! I hope you have found your stay filled with the Equestrian spirit for these past four weeks!

You've seemed to be in a rather calm and comfy spot. A Neighponese teaching job in a very friendly school, a nice and spacious apartment, and pretty much low on funds! Tell me, how much did it feel when you lost your hard-earned money from your own shoulder? I mean, that is what happens when you mess or meddle with things that you should never touch! I do not want you or your peace-protecting friends meddling in this project as this is for the sake of humanity and my country. For results to progress, certain sacrifices must be made.

Then you had to jump in: You owe me for that man. Not for putting him in prison, but what you took out of him. To think there would be someone who had knowledge of my discovery... It is unbelievable, but I am not surprised. After all, it was the same thing that made 'Korosensei', the late God of Death. A man who brilliantly led death everywhere in his wake, but was a fool to hold compassion, peace and anything to protect and strengthen the weak and the conscious. How sickening.

Here is my proposition for you. I want you and your colleagues to throw away whatever old-fashion memory of the Antimatter project you had, as well as your 'beloved' job, and leave Equestria for good. If you do, I will leave you and Neighpon be, and reimburse you generously for your troubles. If not... I will make you leave by force.

Sincerely

Kuro

"..." Nagisa, Yada and Kimura read the letter from head to toe.

"Well..." Nagisa broke the silence, his death-like glaze bought into view, "I think we found our target."

"Kuro huh? Judging from his words, this guy seems to have his motives on progression." Kimura noted,

"It's too early to deduce and speculate this 'Kuro's plan and motives." Nagisa answered, "But there's one thing that's certain... Antimatter for the sake of humanity huh? And the first thing they used it on was to harm people." Nagisa spoke, "to paraphrase Noteworthy... Killing or harming lives are in no way a step towards progression, and definitely the other way around."

"just for the record, we no... The entire school is going to urge you to reconsider you three leaving again." Flash added,

"Of course I know that. But perhaps you forget our objectives here. We came to find out the problems of the antimatter incident, and our current scuffle in Equestria shows that it brought harm to young students like you... And Kuro here admits to doing that. We are staying here without any other word. We as assassins are going to hunt this man down, and we as teachers are going to see you through graduation."

"Not changing your mind," Fluttershy answered, "that's the Sensei I know. He may be small, but he's very brave if not persistent."

"We still exist you know!" Yada reminded,

"Yada, Kimura, I'm not going to join our 3-E class meeting tonight. I've got a programme and email to write up. Perhaps you can send this information over?"

"For the sake of each other, of course, we'll do it!" Yada nodded. Kimura firmly saluted without any word.

"What about us sir?" Flash asked,

"You guys... You've got more pressing matters than dealing with lives here."

"A high grade means nothing if we're dead."

"We'll make sure you and the students will never get harmed during your exam revision. I give you my promise." Nagisa answered,

"Sure thing sir. I've always had my faith in you since recent events."

"Same here," Fluttershy nodded, "We'll just work hard then,"

"You guys go home. Don't worry about the letter. It's directed to me, not to you guys."

"Yes sir." Flash nodded,

"See you tomorrow Sensei!" Fluttershy waved as they turned and left.

"One more thing," Nagisa stopped, "regardless of what I said, stay alert, or at least be very cautious."

"Got it," the two students nodded in understanding and went along their cautious way.

"Alright you guys, there's something I need to do... Care to hear me out?"

Week 5 Tuesday: The Professor and the Magus

Author's Note

To: All students
Subject: Special Tutorship Club after-school sessions!

Hey everyone!

I'm glad to tell you that the Tutoring programme is starting today! These sessions will run around 2 hours from 4 to 6 pm. And just a reminder that this programme is open for everyone to come and attend! As for the location, it's on 28 Stable Street, Close to the Wagon Lane Market Road! Aside from a rigorous study session, there will be provisions if need be, such as fresh cold water, maybe some fruit, or even some candy!

Monday:
Hour 1- Maths (Professor Python), English (Ms Lita)
Hour 2- Geography (Mr Trotter), Maths (Professor Python)
Tuesday:
Hour 1- Physics (Magus Forsythe), Chemistry (Professor Phos).
Hour 2- Spanish (Mr Ramon), Japanese (Mr Shiota)
Wednesday:
Hour 1- Biology (Professor Eu), Maths (Mr Meliodas)
Hour 2- Free Study Hall time (under supervision) (Mrs Turner and Ms Yada)
Thursday:
Hour 1- English (Ms Lita), Chemistry (Professor Phos)
Hour 2- Biology (Professor Eu), Physics (Magus Forsythe)
Friday:
Hour 1- Art (Ms Cia), Religious Studies (Mrs Blade)
Hour 2- Outdoor Activities! (Coach Justice)

We will be offering feedback and surveys regarding the quality of the programme whether they are little or big things.

Remember that this session is come-and-go, meaning you don't have to stay for the entire afternoon! If you are satisfied with your studies or need to go somewhere, then let us know! Of course, if you are being picked up, feel free to wait inside! And if you require the subway, it's close to where the nearby shopping centre is! Just remember to stay safe! Your safety is our responsibility.

For further information, please contact either me, Ms Yada or Coach Justice. Oh, and feel free to look around the manor if you want, in case you have the idea of boarding here. Early times for early measure eh? Oh and take pictures to show your parents too!

I wish you all a motivational vigour for studying and excelling in the exams next week!

Best Regards

Nagisa Shiota

Week 5 Tuesday: The Professor and the Magus

Nagisa clicked send after proofreading his entire email for the third time. Email and communication is important no matter the time or era that you live in. Even so, there are some who still forget to look at their email from time to time, so let's see if everyone is able to check their mail before school ends! Having thought that remark to himself, he then shifted his attention to setting up his classwork for the rest of the early mornings, at least until the sound of footsteps could be heard from outside the teacher's lounge: It seems the students have arrived.

"Good Morning Everyone!" Cheerilee spoke into the PA "Welcome back to another fresh day of study here at Canterlot High School! And by the way, we need a BIG emphasis on 'fresh', because this week is going to be pack tight for studies! Our exams are coming next week full blast, and there's no time to waste on slacking off or hanging out!"

"But here's some good news! Hanging out to study together is just one of the ways to plough through your studies with confidence and flying colours! This is not just important for your studies in High School but in University and your future educational opportunities! Secondly, you've got your ever-willing teachers to lend a hand in their tutoring programme that is established today. If you're ever interested in joining when let's be honest, not a lot of you like it, just visit Ms Yada, Coach Justice or Mr Shiota or pop them an email! Speaking of emails, Mr Shiota has sent you the schedules regarding the subjects for a certain day. Please give it a read and plan your time if you want to tackle those obstacles!"

"And that's all for today's morning messages! This is your student council president Cheerilee, signing off!"

"Darn it Cheerilee! You didn't have to advertise it THAT much!" Yada grumbled as she stood in the entrance hall, swamped by many students who were eager to learn more about the programme or the dorm itself.

"Ms Yada, how big is the dorm?" Silver Zoom, a member of the Wonderbolts, spoke,

"Ms Yada, will the toilets be working there?" Inquired Daisy, one of Roseluck's friends

"Ms Yada, how Neighponese is the entire dorm?" Asked a girl with dark heliotrope hair and a fiery-pinkish hue, who was mostly known as Burning Heart.

"Four stories tall, including the ground. Although you're free to explore for yourself, we'll mostly be staying on the Ground Floor. Plumbing systems are ready, and as for your question Miss Burning... Yes, as there is a shared bath area, where it will be open to either men or women on certain days."

"Yes..." Burning smiled within,

... And then there were a few other out-of-topic questions...

"Hey, Ms Yada! Do you have a boyfriend?" Neon Lights asked smugly,

"Ms Yada! Do you have a girlfriend?" Lyra Heartstrings cheekily chuckled,

"Ms Yada! Do you 'Swing That Way'?" Snails blurted out,

"Hey now!" Yada gasped at those types of questions, "those are personal questions! I'm neither obligated nor willing to answer them!"

"Nah," Snips snickered within earshot, "she's Neighponese. You know how they treat gays and lesbians!"

"Oy! I heard that Snips!" Yada roared, "See me outside the Language Department at Recess!"

"Good Morning class..." Kimura addressed,

"Good Morning Coach Justice!" The class responded,

"As you know, your Maths teacher Mr Mel is still currently away for a therapy session, so I'll be your substitute here."

"Aww..." The students grumbled,

"I know, I know." Kimura huffed in a small embarrassment, "I'm not Ms Yada. And to add insult to injury, Math is my least favourite subject. So I'll make sure things are painless for you by just writing the objectives that you need to complete." He turned around to do exactly as he said.

"Huh?" The students responded, their eyes shrunk with an off-guard surprise, afflicted with the strange choice of words.

"A substitute teacher has to inform the students on what they do in their main teacher's absence, and monitor everyone. Hence, here I am."

The class gave straight blank faces, "What a way to mince your words..." They all thought simultaneously.

"Coach Justice?" Carrot Top raised her hand,

"Yeah?" Kimura turned around,

"Are you okay?" She asked, "you're not like your usual cheerful self, you seem... Dense... And out of it today."

"Really? Sorry about that. Desk duty isn't my forte, but I had to go through it anyway. Part of the tutelage of a Government Agent." Kimura straight up apologized.

"Wait..." The students stopped whatever they were doing. "Are you a Secret Agent?"

"No no no. I'm just his Protégé." Kimura explained. "Although he's at the age where he should retire and start a family, he's not fully satisfied with his service to his country yet, so knowing that I plan to go in Law Enforcement, he decided to push me further than just police work."

"Sir," Cloudchaser raised her hand, "Can we hear more?"

"Are you sure about this?" Kimura asked, "you know if Mr Mel finds out that his students are lacking behind because of me, he'll throw me through a wall or five!"

"Don't worry, we'll be motivated to do our Maths if you tell us more about your Government teacher. How about that?"

"Why not?" Twilight closed her books, "I'm happy to listen to a tale."

With most of the class nodding to learn more, Kimura cleared his throat.

"In that case, let me finish writing the objectives on the board. Then, I'll tell you the story. And feel free if you want to do work when I'm telling my story. I won't get offended."

Time passed on as the teachers and students got around their busy lives, with their few times of joy, trouble and what not. The students of Mr Mel's class felt a rather strong interest in their newest Coach and began sharing gossip for all in the school to hear, while Yada gave quite an earful about respect and concerns about people in other countries, and how it's not that different about mocking someone who would fall along those lines to Snips. Regardless, there was no form of bloodshed past Lunchtime, through the afternoon classes, and till the school bell's final ring for the day. That's all of the work done, now it's time to tackle a new experience.

Nagisa, Kimura, and Yada made their way towards the Koro Gardens, ready to add some finishing touches to the classroom, as well as the manor in general. Kimura dealt with all the heavy lifting, even struggling, with carrying various things ranging from small pieces of furniture to large cardboard boxes filled with items that weigh as much as an adult tiger for last minute delivery. Despite the struggle from before, It was nothing to a person who had been trained to combat any form of nation-wide threat to his country. The only thing that was in his way was the complacency of using a bit of that hard-trained elbow grease.

Nagisa was on classroom cleaning duty, using his ever perceptive senses to pick out the most visible places of dust, litter or cobwebs, and made sure their nostalgic-built place was just as precious for its upcoming students. This was a very familiar duty to the azure-eyed teacher himself, as with his degree and job came various internships and placements in various Schools around Neighpon with the group discipline that students would assist the teacher in cleaning their homerooms. The absolute state of his students' classroom back in Paradise High School was a complete junkyard or even worse the state of a sewer system. Nevertheless, he's happy that in a new country, students are quite very self-conscious about cleanliness and hygiene.

... Okay, that last one wasn't exactly true. The case of gum stuck underneath tables and chairs were very much present even in a disciplined school like CHS. Such behaviour better not happen in the manor. People are going to be sleeping here after all!

Yada fulfilled the role that she does best in her line of work. The ease and comfortability she offered to vendors, colleagues, executives, and shareholders were all tailored to their very individual needs and comfort zones whenever she led a business meeting or presentation. The information presented, the many ideas and choices that she proposed so that those who were interested could have their 'pick of the lot', even organizing the refreshments and catering crew during and for in-between breaks. With so much preparation for common practices within the Business World, setting up for a school programme was child's play.

"All done!" Nagisa announced with accomplishment, striding out of the classroom. "How about you guys?"

"Everything is ready!" Yada gave a thumbs up, "you okay Masayoshi?"

"Just one... More... Thing! Out of the way!" Kimura grunted as he trudged through the entrance with a medium-sized cardboard box.

"Aww, is our poor coach of justice pooped out already?" Yada teased,

"Something like that, yeah. But you don't have to add that cheeky tone." Kimura panted,

"Uh-Oh..." Yada giggled again, "it seems Mr Karasuma's no-nonsense behavior rubbed off on you."

"Ha ha ha..." Kimura fakely laughed, "... No."

"There are still a few more things that I need to pick up around the apartment tonight once again." Nagisa continued, "when are the delivery men coming along?"

"Around half-past 4." Kimura answered, "sure you'll be fine without us Yada?"

"Guys, this is technically my home. You can be assured that everyone here will be safe. And if you end up late for your hour session, I can always take over for you," Yada noted,

"Don't worry, I'll be back before the second-hour starts," Nagisa assured, "but I will have enough time to meet our teachers as they set up."

"Professor Phos and Magus Forsythe," Kimura named the teachers on the first hour, "which reminds me to warn you. The moment you sent that schedule to everyone in CHS... What was the response of the students in the Tutor Club?"

"Hmm..." Nagisa spoke as the three of them underwent a temporary flashback...

"Are you kidding me!?"

"Oh Goddess no!"

"He is so IRRITATING!!!!"

"I still can't believe an obsessive psychopath like him is our Physics Teacher of all people!"

"I can't put it in neutral terms... He's a really obnoxious person."

"He's actually full of fun and games! I like him!"

The three teachers were swarmed with beasts born from nightmares. Each had distinct features: One was a demonic tiger that had razor-sharp teeth, another was a bloodstained harpy with large claws and talons, a third was a giant distorted anteater had a long tongue covered with some unknown substance, and a fourth was a hulking suit of armour with a faceless head. Upon every beast, whether it was fur, scales or feathers, were the complaints stained upon the bodies of the beast, painted in bright, ghastly white.

... And for some reason, a small pink puffy pig was happily and haphazardly flying above the turmoil and raining down confetti.

"Reminds me of how we tackled our exams back in Junior High!" Nagisa concluded with a joke,

"Anyway," Yada continued, "Magus Forsythe. You'd do well to have a high amount of patience for him, especially when it's about 3:50 on the clock. they'll be coming soon enough."

"All right, I need to know this. Why is he obnoxious? Does he force his opinions on others? Invade personal space? A creep? Or obsessed with whatever 'labels' he has?"

"It won't cause a controversy in the world of politics or society..." Yada answered,

🔔Ding Dong!🔔

"... But it does when it comes to his personal credentials as a teacher!" Kimura finished as he rushed to the window and peeked out, "And speak of the devil centaur, It's Professor Phos and Magus Forsythe!"

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's greet our colleagues!" Nagisa encouraged as he walked to the entrance door and opened it.

"Good afternoon!" Nagisa greeted the man outside the door, "how are you Professor--" Nagisa noticed that there was only one man outside the door,

"Professor Phos?" Nagisa stretched out his hand, "I'm Nagisa Shiota, nice to meet you"

A rather burly man stretched his hand out and grabbed Nagisa's in a shake,

"Indeed I am Molder Phos. A pleasure to make your acquaintance!" The Chemistry teacher huskily chuckled. He was well dressed, with a striped pattern of orange and white, as well as donning a very fancy tie that has the various element symbols of the periodic table. The man was faint yellow in colour with brown eyes, and the combination of orange and blue shades to make up the colour of his hair, mildly slicked back with hair gel.

"Is Professor Forsythe somewhere around here?" Nagisa asked,

"That's MAGUS Forsythe to you!!!" A random lanky man jumped in front of Nagisa's view with a raucous penetrating voice,

"Woah!" Nagisa jumped back with shock, "Wh-What the hell was that for!?"

"Absolute apologies," The man boomed, "I am the one and only Charles Phillip Forsythe. The teacher that has endlessly studied and harnessed the magic of Physics to be rightfully called Magus! I say bonjour to you Nagisa Shiota!"

"Oh..." Nagisa thought to himself, "that's what he's like. No wonder why Pinkie likes him."

"And I must say!" Forsythe stared deeply into Nagisa's eyes, "It is truly magnificent for us to speak with each other! A man with the face of a woman! Tell me, what is it like to live life as the opposite gender?"

"Forsythe..." Professor Phos grumbled, "what did we say about 'keeping it to yourself'?"

"Nothing can hold back my curiosity my dear Alchemist, I must know all there is about my newfound allies in the name of education!"

"How about considering the feelings of others first?" Phos reprimanded with a husky growl.

"Seeing how it's turning so many heads, I'll be happy to share," Nagisa offered his hand to shake, "I was born male, and still male today."

"Wonderful!!!" The lanky man laughed, "it is settled then, Mr Shiota!"

Nagisa took a good look at the Physics Teacher. Whilst the lanky teacher lacked the rather strong body structure and type as Professor Phos has, his presentation was quite a mess... For one, he was still wearing his crumpled labcoat outside the school along with his just as crumpled trousers, hiding his further crumpled button shirt within. His hair was just pure white and sticking out all over as if he was resembling a well-known scientist who always seems to stick his tongue out in photos... And his face... Or rather the ENTIRETY of his Ashen skin... It was covered with something thick that it was glistening unappealingly in the light, making him look like he was a plastic or 'graphically poor' 3D character. He was the complete opposite in Professor Phos when it came to self-presentation, and gave Nagisa plenty of inklings that justifies the unpopularity of the Canterlot High School Physics teacher.

"Well, grab your education materials and come on in!" Nagisa invited and opened the door wider for the two teachers to enter CHS' newest dormitory.

"What a very spacious living room!" Professor Phos commented, "with such a large hub like this, the students won't be bored in their rooms!"

"I made sure that the plans were to as give as much student satisfaction as possible." Yada approached the two, plastic cups of water in hand, "welcome Professor Phos and... Forsythe, I hope the journey wasn't as troublesome?"

"Not at all Lady Yada!" Forsythe spoke as he held Yada's outstretched hand with his left while taking the cup of water out of her hands and on the nearby coffee table with his right, before joining his left hand in cupping and holding Yada's hand with serene care. "I applaud you for your impeccable work in the Koro Gardens!"

"Yes..." Yada's beaming face furrowed into a sense of alertness and discomfort, "although I must ask of you to let go of my hand. Otherwise..."

"Sorry! Sorry!" Forsythe let go immediately, "perhaps I should have asked first. It was never like that from where I was born!"

"Bonjour and the hand holding. Are you from Prance?" Kimura asked,

"Very astute Justice!" Forsythe turned his attention to the soldier and vigorously shook his hand, "Indeed I was born in Prance, the Country of love and Chivalry!"

"... Just call me Kimura." Kimura frowned, forcibly removing his hand from the teacher's grasp.

"You know," Phos jumped in, "why don't you go set up both our things Forsythe? The students are well on their way here." He offered him his bag,

"Say no more!" Forsythe saluted as he grabbed Phos' bag and stormed off towards the classroom, "it's wonderful to meet you three once again!"

"Wrong way Magus!" Kimura yelled, "that's towards the shared bathroom! The classroom's on the right side of the hall! And it's the second door to the right!"

"Ah! Thank you very much Justice!!!" Forsythe boomed back as he turned around and stormed off on the right way. "I'll be done sooooon!!!" The four teachers stood in the living room until they could hear the door to the classroom close. Once done, the teachers gasped for air.

"That was a handful!" Yada moaned,

"The moment I meet this guy, and I feel like taping his mouth shut." Kimura confessed, "I feel really sorry for the School to be stuck with someone like him."

"He really doesn't make any good first impressions, I'm sorry on behalf of him." Phos apologized, "he's actually quite smart and diligent in his teaching and his practical experiments in terms of student grade comparison are leagues higher than Eu's and mine. And that's not to say Professor Eu has problems either, I get complaints from students about both of them. Sometimes, I feel like I'm the only guy who acts properly to others."

"The problem is though..." Yada objected, "his behaviour is befitting of a child acting in his own world."

"Aside from the pseudo-womanizer upbringing in Prance, he's also quite he insensitive teaser too." Phos continued, "he plays pranks upon the teachers and students."

"That's one hell of a bloody compromise." Kimura growled, "no school would ever accept him if not for his skills. They'd mistake him for a mental patient!"

"No," Nagisa broke the discussion. "He doesn't have a mental disorder. How he acts and what he does are completely intentional. It may sound even worse, but that's what makes him... Quite interesting..."

"So?" Yada asked, "Is he bad or is he bad?"

"Neither. I'm going with Pinkie here." Nagisa answered, "He's full of fun and games and tries his best at doing so. Unfortunately, that is not what you would expect of a professional teacher, especially when it comes to education."

"Well, I'll be damned." Phos chuckled, "I guess with so many people in the world, there's bound to be people who can tolerate his actions."

"Who else can?" Nagisa asked,

"Principal Celestia, Eu, and me." Phos counted, "it makes four now with you."

"Glad to hear it. Now, I think we should get down to business too. We need to help Forsythe before the kids come in."

🔔Ding Dong!🔔

"They have arrived!!!" Forsythe yelled,

"Hello everyone!" Yada opened the door and greeted the tide of entering students. "And welcome to the Koro Gardens. The classroom that we'll be setting up the programme is in the East Wing, second door on the right." Yada guided, "Before you go in, please find and select your name on the database of this tablet here. Once you've done that, found your table and dropped your stuff in, feel free to come back out and enjoy some refreshments!"

With only a few thank you's and nods, the students dropped their items or reserved the seats and tables, then began mingling or chatting with each other in the classroom or the main hall after they. Some curious teens were quite interested in looking what's around them. Wide-eyed at the sight of the bedrooms, marvelling at the cleanliness of the six bathrooms. Laughing and giggling at the fact that there is a large bathhouse-like area that was shared. As the students did their own things as they waited for their official time to begin, Yada had counted the number of students who have decided to come. The entirety of the Special Tutorship Club, Fluttershy and Pinkie's friends, Spitfire, Carrot Top, Obi, Kimono, Neon Lights, Vinyl Scratch and Burning Heart, a total of Twenty-Five students for the first day.

"Your attention please." A warbled but perceivable voice blared throughout the house, "Your attention please, this is your Neighponese teacher Mr Shiota. First and foremost, a very Good Afternoon to you, and welcome to the Koro Gardens! Did you like what you see around the place? Speaking of which, if you're wondering how I'm able to broadcast my voice, look around the room. Do you notice some tubes? Those are speaking tubes that we have installed for communication, announcements or important messages. For the record, it won't bother your sleep should you plan to stay here."

The students stood in silence,

"Alright then, welcome to the Special Tutorship Club's tutoring programme. The 1st-hour session is going to be ready soon, and your two teachers for the first hour will have their work ready for you. When you are done with what you have been doing, please make your way to the classroom. Now before you ask any questions, let me tell you a few things that will run differently.

First: This is a come-and-go session so when you're satisfied with what you have done, then feel free to leave. Just make sure that you let us know that you'll be leaving and that you've got a plan on how you're going home. We value your safety just as much as your learning.

Second: You are most welcome to bring snacks inside the classroom. Whether it's from what we provided, or your own. Under a few conditions. One, keep in mind that when you eat, you won't be distracting and that when your tutor is addressing the class with pointers, then kindly listen instead of focus on eating. Two, chewing gum. If you eat chewing gum, please dispose of it properly like you throw away wrappers or fruit peels. Otherwise, you WILL be cleaning it up.

And Third: If you need to take a toilet break or a break at all, feel free to let us know. No Hall Monitors and no Hall Passes. Ms Yada will be outside in the living room doing her work, but she'll be happy to guide you to the restrooms.

Now any more questions?"

"Ooh! Ooh!" Pinkie raised her hand,

"Yes Pinkie?" Nagisa asked,

"How do you know it's me speaking? And how can you see us?"

"Good question Pinkie." Yada filled in, "as this is a part of CHS, it is mandatory for CCTV cameras to be installed into any school facility unless specified. However, they will be hard to find, and the admin-room, which also doubles as the security room, is off-limits to students unless specified."

"One more question! Can you give me a chance speaking into the tubes? Pretty please? Can I also try playing it like an instrument?" Pinkie asked,

The students groaned, typical Pinkie. Yada however, just smiled.

"But of course! The speaking tubes are installed throughout the manor, one in the classroom, one in the admin-room, the living room, and the hallways on the floors above!"

"Yay!!!" Pinkie jumped for joy, "I'mma--"

"If you start boarding here." Yada interrupted while still retaining her smile, "at times like these, however, please refrain from doing so."

"No more questions?"

The students did not respond.

"Okay then, study well!"

All the twenty-five students made their way into the classroom, with some being quite surprised how spacious it was. Across the long hallway, were rows of tables and chairs positioned almost in identical distance apart from each other.

... Almost as if the classroom was turned into an exam hall...

Sitting in their desired seat, the students got all their pencils and tools ready to start their work, but not before glaring at a certain teacher in their room...

"Hi-dee-ho students!" Forsythe welcomed with open arms, "to your first ever special tutor group! I am honoured to be here and give you all the help that you need! Are you ready to immerse your self in the arts of Physics once again???" He struck a pose,

"Not with that attitude!" Twenty-Two students thought to themselves. The odd ones being Fluttershy, Flash and Pinkie Pie.

"Magus Forsythe and I have planned our hour as follows." Phos took over "We have numerous practice questions for you that focuses on an examined topic each within the Physics and Chemistry, all question written by us. Each topic has 10 marks each, leading to a total of 20 marks for every test. While this may be similar to how the Special Tutorship Club works, we will be going through the answers on the spot, so you can understand where you have gone right or wrong. If you desperately need to go to the toilet, feel free to let us know, and we will let you go. And we will be providing chances to go to the toilet between tests. Is that okay?"

"Yes, sir!" Came the reply,

"Everyone! Please take your first two topics in Chemistry and Physics." Forsythe commanded, passing a small stack of test papers to the nearest student. "Atoms and Molecules, the Periodic Table, and One and Two-Dimensional Movement!"

"Multiple Choice, Short, and Long-Answer questions," Phos spoke, passing his test papers to the student near him. "You will be given about 20 minutes to complete both, under exam conditions. Not to worry, on the exam week, you won't be getting Physics and Chemistry on the same day. Although you will be getting more than one subject every day!"

"So don't worry about studying beforehand. We'll all in this together as a force to be reckoned with!" Forsythe finished,

"If you need to go to the toilet now, go ahead. We'll start in five as the papers are being passed around." Phos reminded, "if not, you can use that time to do some last minute read-overs in your exercise books!"

And like that, the students dived deep into their Chemistry and Physics, trying their damndest to apply what they have learned to paper. After going through the first test, the teachers began going through the answers and much to everyone's surprise, shock, and dismay... Plenty of them failed to hit the halfway mark of both papers! All that Professor Phos could do was sigh at the end result, but Magus Forsythe was more than excited that he was able to re-teach the concepts of One and Two-Dimensional Movement in his own festive and heroic way, giving nothing but very distracting and embarrassing looks to the class. Once the children were out for a break, Yada was greeted by many grumbling, frustrated or depressed students, eager to get to the toilet or wash their emotions down with a cup of water from the water cooler. Yada looked at the sorry sight of their faces and just sighed with empathy. After all, she, Nagisa and Kimura knew how it felt to receive an appalling mark.

Hitting 4:25 pm, the very-short break was over, and the class dragged their depressed bodies back into the classroom where their two teachers were waiting. The next two topics for the class were the Electronic Structure of Atoms, Stoichiometry, and two parts of Newton's Law of Motion. And this time, the three teachers hopped of their work to observe how the students were doing.

"I don't get it." Kimura answered, "Their Maths and English practice tests were much better. And just by watching them, they seem pretty confident going in!"

"We never tested them with their practice exams of Chemistry and Physics, and this was designed by them. Perhaps they should require a hard education?" Yada asked,

"Answering questions under time pressure is the real test here." Nagisa reminded, "we'll need to practice up for that. Plus, going through revision can help free up new things for what they want to do in their normal classes."

"Problem is though," Yada countered, "when we studied for finals or any sort of exams back in Junior High, it was not because we were so motivated by learning new things, but more so that it would give us the advantage to assassinate Korosensei."

"Yada I hope you closed the speaking tube." Kimura warned, "some of the students or the teachers aren't aware of our assassination past!"

"I closed it after the announcement." Nagisa assured, "alongside the teachers who vouched in, there will be a survey for them regarding on ways on how they can improve the programme. Either by email or in-house discussion. And as I said, there will be student feedback for the club and the teachers. It's a learning process for us as much as it is for them. We got to do our best, as teachers, to improve our school's academic levels. And besides, we all know that some teachers have problems themselves."

"I can't argue with that." Yada sighed,

"So I thought why not invite them to go out socially? I offered every invitation for them to hang out in the lounge or suggest a place and next Saturday. All but one accepted of course."

"Professor Eu refused you did she?" Yada asked,

"Yes, how do you know?"

"She's not fond of going anywhere but School or her home." Yada revealed, "like I said, even the teachers have problems. I'd dare say she's only interested in her biological work and studies, and not so much for her students or colleagues."

*Ring Ring*

"Oh!" Yada felt her pocket rumble, along with the song of a Revolution of Self-confidence and reliability "that's my phone!" She peered at the caller ID, which only displayed a random phone number, "huh, someone new. Okay then, might as well answer it!" And clicked the green button.

"Hello?" Yada spoke into the phone,

"Yada." A venomous voice stabbed at her eardrums.

"Ah!" Yada jumped at the sudden tone, "wh-who are you?"

"Professor Eu." The caller spoke, "It turns out that I have the time to visit your dormitory today. I want to let you know that I will be coming in advance."

"U-Uh, sure!!!" Yada nervously chuckled, her body stiff and frozen again, "You know where to go?"

"28 Stable Street. Frighteningly, that's the same street I live in. I'll be here around at half past 4 sharp."

"Pardon me asking but..." Yada asked, "is that the reason why you agreed to join this programme?"

"This is not a secret worth hiding. I would say no to the programme if it can't be approachable by bus, train, or by foot, even though I am the only Biology Teacher in CHS. Thankfully, your place is approachable by those methods of transport."

"I'm sure you have your reasons, but thanks a lot for taking your time to come anyway! Though, I can't give you much of a tour because the students are also here studying with Phos and Forsythe."

"I'm not bothered to bother with them." Eu answered with a tone as if she was greatly offended, "Just me and you. Understand?"

"Y-Yes." Yada frantically nodded, "just one question though. How did you find me?"

"All teachers have contact details given to the students, as well as the teachers themselves. I went ahead and looked for yours, simple as that."

"I see. How very clever of you!"

"I'll be on my way. I hope your architecture satisfies. Good Bye." Eu growled and hung up the call.

"Well?" Kimura asked his frozen friend.

"P-Professor Eu is coming, and she wants a tour of the place," Yada replied.

"Okay then, looks like we have our duties to do now." Nagisa smiled as a delivery truck stopped outside of the manor. "Catch you in half an hour?"

"S-Sure! You two have fun moving stuff from your apartment to the dorm okay?"

"Take care and have fun with the Professor!" Kimura waved as the two got themselves ready and headed out to meet with the van.

"Yeah..." Yada spoke in the silence, "I'm going to have a LOT of fun..."

"Okay, everyone!!!" Phos announced, "now that we've gone through all answers to both our four topics, let's see how everyone went this time! Anyone has full marks in their Chemistry?"

Twilight Sparkle raised her hand. "On physics too," she added. The class sighed as if they weren't expecting anything else of their brightest classmate.

"Surely anyone has gotten about at least between 15-19 marks!" Forsythe encouraged. Rarity, Noteworthy, Nurse Redheart, and Cheerilee raised their hands.

"10-14?" Phos asked, his confidence beginning to drop. Flash Sentry, Spitfire, Carrot Top, Roseluck, Fluttershy, Sunset Shimmer and Burning Heart raised their hands. Phos sighed with disappointment again,

"Okay then, who got 5-9 Marks?" He grumbled. The last remaining 13 students raised their hands. Thunderlane, Soarin, Fleetfoot, Cloudchaser, Flitter, Big Macintosh, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Obi, Kimono, Vinyl Scratch and Neon Lights. The Chemistry teacher raised his hands in despair.

"Okay, it's not that bad I guess." Phos responded, "but getting into University is hard these days. A lot of you really need to pick up your studies."

"Not to worry," Forsythe bowed, "I'm sure most of you are able to do better on these Physics topics. Anyone who got full marks like Twilight?" This time, Pinkie raised up her hand and shook it back and forth erratically.

"It was super easy!!!" Pinkie squealed.

"I would never have expected less from you Pinkie!!! Well done my student!" Forsythe complimented. The class sighed once again. It really wasn't a surprise either that Pinkie would get full marks on the Physics test, mostly because knows that Pinkie can defy certain things, physics being one of them.

"15-19?" Forsythe asked. This time, Big Macintosh, Fleetfoot, Flitter, Cloudchaser, Spitfire, and Thunderlane raised their hands.

"10-14?" Forsythe continued. Only Cheerilee and Sunset raised their hands. Forsythe's face dropped into sheer horror as if his parents or lover had died right in front of him.

"Don't tell me you all got 5-9 Marks?" Forsythe clutched his head. Only eleven students left raised their hands. Roseluck, Applejack, Carrot Top, Flash Sentry, Soarin, Obi, Burning Heart, Vinyl Scratch, Noteworthy, Neon Lights, and Fluttershy. Now with added insult to the injured pride of the Magus, it was only eleven out of the fifteen students. Four of them did not raise their hands.

"1-4 I presume?" Forsythe scowled as he turned his head to the last four students, "or even no marks at all?"

Rainbow shrugged as she raised a hand, Redheart tearfully raised hers, Kimono raised hers with her head hung low in shame and in the most dramatically frustrated way possible, Rarity's hand was the last to shoot up.

"How can this be!?!?" Forsythe yelled at the top of his lungs, desperate to reach the heavens. "I have tried all I can my dear Goddesses! Tell me! How I failed my most treasured students?"

"Because you have been acting like that since the entirety of every Physics Class ever run by you!" Rarity rebuked, "your behaviour makes the Goddesses cringe in embarrassment!"

"Yeah!" Rainbow stood up and slammed her hands on the table, "this is the reason why we could never, ever learn physics, only except for your precious practical experiments!!!"

One by one, every student stood up and began hurling their kept-in frustrations, problems, and issues of how horrible his demeanour had been for the amounts of times he's been teaching in this very School, rendering the poor Magus silent and gobsmacked. All the complaints and yelling could be heard from the living room, interrupting the discussion of one Palomino and Pale Gray teacher.

"It was going to happen one day." Eu shared, "where the students will break and call him out on how ridiculous his teaching ways are."

"And you never thought of warning him? Or even remind him of his behaviour?" Yada asked,

"The best way to learn from a mistake is committing it. Let the disapproval torment his mind, to understand how it feels, and how to avoid it next time." Eu croaked.

"I-I can understand that," Yada reasoned, "but some mistakes are irredeemable, and even if someone learns to take responsibility and not do that again, the damage done can be irreversible!"

"It was their choice, they reap what they sow. No matter the warnings, whether smoking or certain drugs are bad for your health, sex before marriage is wrong, or that you begin to lose your soul with material obsession. No matter what institution supports or opposes, no individual, community or society cares about the consequences because it was their choice as I said. The more risks you'll take, the sooner you're in your grave." Eu responded as she got up, "thanks for the tour. I at least know what to do when I come around to tutor those rotten constructs of flesh. Now I must leave."

"Eu..." Yada stopped the teacher at the doorstep, "... Let me warn you right now, you've got your own problems too. Even if you are a good teacher that can flawlessly teach evolution, the structure of a cell or DNA properly, you still have to be there for your students when they're struggling!"

"... There was only one time where someone showed me sincerity when they pulled me out of one struggle. This is why I am here." Eu responded as she walked out of the dorm, and away from what was happening.

It took about 20 minutes for the delivery truck to pick-up many things from Nagisa's apartment and to return the dorm with a very depressing atmosphere. On one of the dining chairs sat the Magus of Physics, his red-hot face buried in his hands while his Chemistry colleague was in the other chair, trying his best to cheer him up. Nagisa, with his 'Wavelengths of Consciousness', could easily discern and deduce what had transpired and placed Forsythe in such a sorry state. Of course, seeing Forsythe like this shows that he was very much open to a surprise attack, but this wasn't the time to commit an assassination, he needs to cheer him up.

"So I guess the students had finally unleashed their impressions on you?" Nagisa inquired,

"Yep." Phos nodded, "it was too much for him. Forsythe always said how the students were so polite and easy going to do their work, I guess he wasn't paying full attention to what the students really had trouble with."

"Hey Forsythe," Kimura patted the Magus on his shoulder, "There's no such thing as being too late to change as long as you still have your job."

Deciding to leave Forsythe's case for another time, he changed the subject. "Speaking of which, how did the tests go?"

"Considering that you didn't give them the practice tests during the first weeks of your club, I'm not honestly surprised." Phos answered, "And to be fair, we did write our questions in ways that really involved application and such questions are hard to answer, at least those that don't require equations. It's the same thing that Forsythe did on his questions, involve lots of application. But I guess because of exam pressures and how his behaviour is not helping one bit, it may have contributed to why he got yelled at."

"Magus Forsythe?" A concerned voice echoed as three students walked out of the classroom.

"Fluttershy, Flash, Pinkie." Phos greeted, "do you need something?"

"Just wanted to give our Physics Magus this." Pinkie answered, "can you hear me? This is my gift." And wrapped her arms and body around his with a big hug. Fluttershy joined in the big hugging, as did Flash.

"I hope you can understand that we were worried and desperate to be confident in our exams." Flash reasoned, "and I can't say they're in the wrong for being frustrated by how you act, because we don't have lots of time ourselves for a teacher to be goofy."

"Couldn't have said it better myself Flash." Phos agreed,

"Even so, we're still sorry for shouting at you." Fluttershy answered, "I know the three of us were not the ones shouting or yelling at you, but please forgive the rest of the class."

"Everything will be fine Magus Forsythe. It may be gossip, it may hurt, but even topics like this will always be forgotten." Pinkie encouraged, "so please smile again!"

"Also Sensei," Fluttershy turned around to Nagisa, "Mr Ramon is in there right now, and you've come back just in time to tutor the Neighponese class."

"Don't worry. Since the Neighponese Class started this year, we have a bye in the Mid-Term exams, although we WILL be doing an exam later this year. So I'll devote the entire hour to Mr Ramon. I'll need to help Kimura and the delivery men to offload my furniture, and I'll tell the class too."

"So you're moving here?" Flash asked,

"I'd say the apartment would be good for a small retreat, though I am on the fence about selling it. Yada told me the dorm was ready for furniture last week, so I decided to start moving my things here yesterday and today. It also means that Yada and Kimura won't be staying in that expensive hotel anymore."

"Ooh! I'd say that's a wasted chance for you two to get busy!" Pinkie sneakily joked,

"Growing in disciplined families, any sort of business like that is only for when we're in a serious relationship, not just for the sake of losing virginity." Kimura moaned in response,

"But to be fair," Fluttershy answered, "I think you two really are in sync most of the time, you two are always the first to support each other when you're down."

"Oh Fluttershy," Yada blushed, "you tease."

Behind bars, a once-notorious robber watched the ever loud commotion happening outside his window. The sounds of drills, saws, and sparks gave the idea that the prison was underway in repairs from what was left of a successful prison break a few weeks ago. He also heard that the very person who escaped was re-captured once again, and thrown in a much sturdier cell block this time. During the times when he was able to move and walk outside the cell, he has seen glimpses of that man, sulking or lying on his prison bed in defeat, or isolating himself on the prison grounds and canteen. From his observations, he came with a grunting conclusion that this man could not have the gall to try and escape, and was torn at the fact that he was able to escape on wondering how...

"Hey, you! Mr Shaker!" A prison guard called out, "It seems someone from the higher-ups has a request for you."

"Who?" The robber known as Shaker stood up, "who the hell wants me?"

"I'm not sure if you like politics and law, but there is a man here that has a request for you that can give pardon to your damn felonies. Pretty easy one too in my opinion."

"What?" Shaker replied,

"Follow me," the guard responded, opening the cell door, "you can make your decision once you meet him. But I warn you any funny business..."

"Your sticks do absolute shit." Shaker taunted, "I've been through fucking worse."

Taking no crap, the guard immediately whacked Shaker on the shoulder, and he got on a knee. Even so, he still kept a straight face, as if he can block the pain.

"Get moving!!!" The guard ordered.

Though he enjoyed taunting and getting hit by the prison guard, Shaker just trudged along to his destination. Instead of going to the visiting room, however, he was sent to an interrogation room, where on the other end of the table, a man covered in black robes patiently and properly sat.

"Hello there, Mr Shaker." The robed man greeted, "I have a deal for you that will involve your freedom, and your pardon. All I just ask is for your assistance to a task."

Week 5 Thursday: The Scent of Eucalyptus

"Is Ms Yada here?" Rarity knocked on the door of the Language Department.

"Si. let me call her for you." Mr Ramon answered, "¡¡¡Señorita Yada!!!"

"¿Sí?" Yada responded in Spanish,

"Señorita Rarity is looking for you," Ramon replied,

"Ooh! I know what that means!" Yada gasped as she got off her table and walked towards the door in Rarity's view. "Good Morning Rarity!"

"Good Morning to you too Ms Yada," Rarity greeted back, "I have what you ordered." She passed a small file teemed with photos or pieces of artwork.

"Thank you SO much!" Yada accepted the file and took one photo out to examine. On it are stacks and rows of palomino gift boxes each wrapped with a chestnut-coloured ribbon. Each box had a distinct picture, be it the universal symbol of money, the simple outline of a house, a turnip, a horse, a graph, even the symbol of the Goddess of the Sun, whatever you can think of.

"You did really great!" Yada examined the picture,

"Thanks, I take my work very seriously." Rarity thanked, "but don't decide just yet. You have many more design choices on what you are going to be wearing. It can be suitcases, Piggy banks, books, anything you like!"

"Ah!" Yada smiled, "you know very well that I like options! Once again, thank you for these choices. I'll let you know which one I'll pick later. Speaking of which. Do you know the... Gist of my talent?"

"Judging from your former occupation," Rarity guessed, "I'd figure it would be something business-rated, though not the swindling-type. But the way you convey information, and the way you... Encourage others to work rather than slack off in a substitute lesson as a teacher, I'd say you're quite well-versed when it comes to negotiation!"

"Oh, not just negotiation. I also do it in a way to entertain others so they are motivated to listen and understand what I have to say!" Yada continued,

"I've always believed that words are quite powerful. There are many proverbs and songs regarding how powerful yet dangerous words can be to others."

"Indeed." Yada agreed. "Words can build or crush a person's soul and beliefs, it can strike fear into others as much as the sight of a knife, and it's what dictates the patterns and actions of a community or an entire country. It's always been a second blade of mine ever since Junior High."

Rarity paused for a moment out of shock, then continued in a lowered volume. "Yes. An unbreakable one at that. I can see how an assassin can use words to their advantage."

"But throughout my time in the workforce, I find those words contribute to the things that I do, and I believe I did have some sort of dream, vision or epiphany to what I found my talent is, and I could remember that sort of symbol ever since. Now I wish that I could tell you, but that may come off as--"

"You won't be boasting." Rarity assured, "just tell me."

"Preparation. I back up my negotiation with Intel, backgrounds and method to understand where my clients and business partners come from when I present a proposal to them, and what they expect or what they are able to work with. The same applies to students working hard to complete an exam."

"I see!" Rarity nodded, "and from how you described your Cutie Mark, lots of it. You cover and give almost every topic or subject in the world, be it niche or world known!"

"Exactly." Yada winked, "Oh... I'm sure that one of those pictures would have matched my memory and vision, I'm sure of it! Just... I wonder if my four-legged self had the same epiphany as I did."

"Don't worry," Rarity laughed, "you see, I thought of my own Cutie Mark as I grew up way before I learnt there was a pony counterpart of me. I found out I was the exact same as my Pony Counterpart from appearances such as colour appearance and personality to the very small details like hobbies, favourite things, and Cutie Mark. The only difference was that she was on all fours and that she was old enough to be working. So I'm sure that whatever Cutie Mark you thought up will be the very same Cutie Mark on your Pony Counterpart!"

"Since this is knowledge coming from a Magical Pony Dimension that Nagisa saw himself, I'm very much convinced to believe you!" Yada accepted.

"By the way," Rarity asked, pulling out a second file with photos and images, "you've ordered another set of cutie mark designs that revolve around balancing scales. Who is it for?"

"Now Rarity, I'm sure that's a very simple answer!" Yada tested, "what does it represent?"

"Equality?"

"Very close Rarity." Yada grumbled with a sad face, signifying the wrong answer "but not close enough."

"B-Balance?" Rarity asked again, "Law and Order? The Libra Zodiac?"

"Warmer..." Yada gestured with a smile, "This value applies to a courtroom, but it's more upheld by Police officers and Superheroes too."

"Justice!!! The scales represent Justice!" Rarity exclaimed, "And speaking of Justice... That means this cutie mark is for Coach Justice!"

"Correct and Correct!" Yada congratulated, mimicking the sound effect of a correct answer, "Poor dear's been doing the Lady's work as a man of Justice. He's not fond of wearing his destiny on his chest, but he'd have second thoughts if it's a special gift!"

"Oh?" Rarity raised an eyebrow in a coy smirk. "So he doesn't know you're doing this for him?"

"We started discussing it when Nagisa found out his Cutie Mark from Sunset." Yada answered, "We tried to guess each other's cutie mark before we thought about our own. Like me, Kimura also had an epiphany of some sort too, but since he thinks more for others than his own speedy soul, the only thing he can picture from his epiphany is a single line across an easel. But... He was quite close to what I was thinking myself. He thought of one box carrying all sorts of things, and you can see the difference to mine."

"Thinking big. So I guess his Cutie Mark is your idea for him?"

"Yep. But like what you did with mine, he'll also have the choice! I'm sure one's going to come up just as he saw it in his own epiphany!"

"Seems you two are adjusting to Equestrian Culture as fast as Mr Shiota is."

"It does open countless business opportunities, especially in a country like Equestria! Speaking of which, can you do me another favour?"

"What for?"

"It's mostly your choice but..." Yada's voice turned into a serious tone, "it's about Fluttershy. Back when that man attacked the School, Fluttershy took him down, only that... When she blocked his punch, she did something which seemed to have petrified him for quite a while!"

"Oh. That..." Rarity realised the issue in question. "Yes... I know what you are talking about, and Fluttershy only tells this to those she considers friends, which I'm sure you, Coach and Mr Shiota fall under. As you know, Fluttershy loves to take care of animals as you can see how she treats the hamsters in our School animal shelter. To add to that, I trust her with my cat Opal when there are times I can't watch over her, and the same for Twilight's dog Spike. She takes care of all our pets when she has the chance."

"Animal Caretaker? Sounds like a very sweet hobby! She'd get along with Kurahashi!"

"It's not just pets. Any animal in the wild is comfortable around her wherever she goes. From the timidest bird and squirrel, to even the most ferocious Fox or Eagle. I'm still quite impressed that she was able to tame a Falcon, though I'm not surprised that she could!"

"Oh, that's a special case." Yada cleared up, "the Falcon recognises her."

"Anyway, despite her calm demeanour, she has a ferocious ability for any animal that's ferocious or out of line. It can instil intimidation, fear, and especially control to any animal by looking straight into their eyes. For memory's sake, we nicknamed that ability 'The Stare'."

"The Stare..." Yada repeated, "judging by her personality, she doesn't like to use it often right?'

"Yes. Only when someone she cares about is in trouble, or to maintain order. So in this case, that man who was harming all those students. That kicked up her anger and thus The Stare." Rarity continued,

"I see, thanks for sharing. You can go now." Yada gestured, "and thanks for the cutie marks once again. Once again, we'll let you know our choice once Masayoshi and I make a decision."

"I must say one thing though." Rarity added, "I always thought The Stare would only work on animals, turns out it works on humans too. Thank Goddess that she is a kind soul. Otherwise, she'd be using it very frequently in school in order to get her way."

"We all have a... Scary side within us. Anyway, see you soon! And good luck in your studies!" Yada waved as Rarity turned around and left.

"Well, Nagisa?" Yada mumbled to herself, "looks like your Bloodlust has a cousin..."

The Club was notified to be on the 2nd Half of Lunchtime, so everyone decided to eat up for the 1st. Speaking of, one of the girls was very much not in the mood, and rather quite angry and irritated.

"So uh..." Sunset asked as the seven girls sat together, "what happened here?"

"Family Matters." Rainbow repeated, "Fluttershy invited me over for dinner with her dad, and we had lots of good conversation and talk, such as where he went and what he did overseas. And then he brought the bad news... A certain brother is coming back..."

"What?" Twilight and Applejack raised their heads in shock, along with Big Mac, Flash Sentry and Thunderlane, who coincidentally was sitting next to the girls due to lack of seating in the cafeteria.

"Don't worry you three!" Pinkie noticed them, "It's not related to you!"

"You have a brother?" Flash asked,

"Yes." A disgruntled Fluttershy nodded, "and it hurts just mentioning him."

"Oh. In that case, I'll respect your feelings and drop the matter." Flash replied and was about to leave until Pinkie grabbed him by the collar,

"Please stay," Pinkie advised, "this matter is unavoidable so that's why she's sharing it. Why don't you, Thunder Pants and Big Mac stay and listen? You are friends with her too!"

"Kay' then." Big Mac stayed, "what do you mean 'unavoidable'?"

"This is the extent of Fluttershy's family, excluding relatives." Rainbow structured out, "Mom, Dad, Daughter, Son. With names, we have the late Mrs. Shy, Mr. Shy, Fluttershy and Zephyr Breeze. Fluttershy has been living on her own for a while. Normally, Mr. Shy takes care of her and the house, except that he has been gone for the past month. Then there's the punk Zephyr. He attends a boarding school that's not in Canterlot. Maybe Los Pegasus, Seaddle, Salt Lick City or hopefully Detrot."

"He's coming to CHS is he?" Flash jumped to a conclusion.

"Always like to find the predictable huh?" Rainbow snapped, "but yeah. Guy got kicked out from every boarding school he was sent to because of these reasons: Lazy behaviour, Anti-social, shirks responsibility, does not respect shared space, and mostly losing interest in the school and quitting."

"And why in the world is a School like ours accepting him?" Applejack asked,

"There are very few times that he's not a slouch, and is passionate in his work and interests... At least for a day or two." Fluttershy continued, "He's never failed an entrance exam to any School if there is one, and CHS is no exception except... It's not just another new School he's getting into, he's also got an eye for someone..."

"Me." Rainbow grimaced, "the narcissistic punk thinks I'm obsessed with him, and he's been flirting with me every single chance I get!"

"From the sounds of things, he'll give you and Mr. Shy a hard time when he moves back in with you." Rarity guessed,

"Oh, it'll be worse." Fluttershy changed, "he won't be staying with us. He's going to be staying in one of the CHS dorms, and I'm sure you know which one."

"The Koro Gardens?" The Nine friends answered in unison.

"... Yes." Fluttershy nodded once again, a deep sense of dread in her stomach. "That's something I'll be telling Mr Shiota too."

The deep, lingering streak of bad news and despair persisted in the 2nd half of Lunchtime, as all of the 25 students who attended the Special Tutorship Club Programme was met with a very, very, unhappy Neighponese teacher.

"Professor Eu wants to let me know that today's session in the Koro Gardens Dorm will contain plenty of content that will be heavily tested on the mid-terms. She also kindly mentions that if you don't attend, you will lose out on easy marks... And an even more hellish experience on Friday's Biology Class." Nagisa declared,

The class groaned and moaned at the mention of their Biology teacher. Going to her class was a trial for their senses. Now, she had to stick around their study lives.

"Granted, this was the exact same thing that she was teaching in yesterday's session. And though it is still optional, I'd highly encourage you to go if you can from a teacher's perspective." Nagisa continued.

"Did you tell her Flash?" Thunderlane stood up and glared at the Blue Spiky Haired boy, "Did you rat out on us?"

"What?" Flash answered as more eyes turned to glare at him. "I went there because I wanted to learn and keep up with my Biology."

The entire student cohort turned to Flash with their individual version of their evil glare, save for Fluttershy who was looking quite concerned about the situation.

"Then at the same time," Flash responded, unintimidated, "she asked me where everyone was so I gave her an answer, an honest one at that. I thought you guys wouldn't care whether she heard or not, but whatever you think wouldn't stop me from answering anyway."

The class continued glaring at him,

"I'm neither a tattle-tale, nor am I a teacher's pet to her. If you want, she told me and I quote: 'She hates ALL of you.' including me."

The class refused to relent their malicious gazes,

"What Flash says is correct." Nagisa spoke up, "in that he speaks the truth. He went there to study, and Eu explicitly confessed that she hates students like him. The only thing that he didn't mention was that One: Eu also hates the teachers, like Ms Yada over here. And Two: Flash is allowing her to fulfil what she chose to do: To teach."

"How do you know?" Vinyl questioned, turning every glare to Nagisa.

"I live in the dorms." Nagisa answered, "and present as supervising staff alongside Yada and Kimura in our Special Exam Programme. As you have seen our speaking tubes, we can hear everything inside the classroom, and Eu knows that too. As for what he didn't mention well... There's more to a teacher with the gaze of a killer." At those words, some of the Special Tutorship Club knew exactly what he meant, and they stopped glaring.

"Sorry Mr Shiota," Redheart apologised, "and sorry to you too Flash."

"Stupid Assassin Skills..." Thunderlane mumbled to himself, still glaring at Nagisa.

"So what?" Rarity asked, "are we not allowed to have an opinion?'

"Are teachers not allowed to have their opinions too?" Yada replied, "Let me make this clear. An opinion is not the same as an action. Yes, you have a problem with Professor Eu, as do I, whether it's attitude or... Class hygiene. Thus, you decided not to go to her optional study session when given the choice. Vice Versa, Professor Eu has a problem with all of us, and the dorm itself because of how 'cosy' it is. However, she puts her own opinion aside and goes all the way to the Dorm and carry out her hard-prepared session, especially when she's not fond of going out. Opinions don't have consequences, but actions do. Don't let one control the other."

"Then if that's the case, why did she even bother teaching in the first place!?" Rainbow stood up in protest.

"Yeah! Why can't we have a decent biology teacher???" Carrot Top joined in.

"She's a freaky disgusting teacher! Like Magus Forsythe!!!" Obi rebuked,

And one by one, most students who were not part of the Special Tutorship Club stood up and began yelling out in protest and criticisms about their biology teacher, with some students such as Cheerilee, Thunderlane, Flitter, Cloudchaser and Thunderlane from the Special Tutorship Club joining them. Nagisa closed his eyes and head in frustration, clenched his fists in anger.

As for the remainder of the Special Tutorship Club not making a hassle, with Sunset part of the silent group, they found a peculiar shadow growing bigger... And frighteningly changing into an Octopus-like silhouette... The students were about to warn the protesters that they may be going too far, but it was too late as a certain student named Thunderlane yelled,

"If the Corpse likes being a rotting Corpse, then she should end up like one!"

"That's enough!" Nagisa bellowed as he raised his head with a glare that was all too familiar with the entire school cohort. The voices of the protesting students ceased immediately when every student was met with his eyes. Covered by the shadow, sharpened in the shade, his azure iris tightened, and his pupils as deep, dark and empty as the abyss itself.

All the protesting students changed from the angry, protesting glares to flashes of paralysed, frozen-mouthed fear. Unsure of what to say or do, they thought to themselves that one wrong move and their life would be forfeit without any more hesitation. All they could do to gain at least a few mere seconds of breath was to stare back into their Neighponese teacher's face of bloodlust.

"Let me tell you the things you NEED to know about Professor Eu's session today." Nagisa sternly spoke, his tone clear for all to hear. "One: It is optional. You can still choose to attend or not." Nagisa finished,

"But Two: She went to inspect the classroom and dormitory on Tuesday in order to know what she can and cannot bring when it is her turn to run a tutor session here. To put it bluntly: Dorm classroom, Dorm rules. The same goes for Professor Phos and Magus Forsythe. As Yada said, she hates it for being 'cosy', because it's not what she's used to in her own classroom. Strangely enough, that's not what deters her from volunteering or even teaching at all, nor is her hate for you. If you have a problem with her next time, say it to her face. After all, you did it with Forsythe. Why not do the same to her?"

"And Three: Your life is much bigger than worrying about a simple biology teacher. Yes, she may be obnoxious, at least a majority of the teachers sympathise with you, even me. But what we teach you is what the world reflects on, what it's all about. Will you take the extra help that can mean your success of graduation, no matter how strict or uncomfortable she is? Or would you have the bliss of ignoring her, while any chance that you are not with her are greater chances that you may fail and bring down not just the school or teachers, but yourself, for your intended future?"

"T... Teach." Thunderlane worked up the courage to speak.

"Yes, Thunderlane?" Nagisa turned his glare to the back-seat student.

"Is the Corpse willing to go through all that shit you've tossed upon her?"

"That would be a question I should answer." Yada stepped in with a calm voice, "She inspected the class on Tuesday without bothering your Spanish tutoring. She sent endless emails about the dorm and what she's allowed to bring yesterday. In those two days, we had a lot of discussions, me and her. After putting up with her uncomfortable, reeking appearance and stalker-like personality. Yes, she will."

"But whether you believe her or not is still up to you." Nagisa finished, "And if you made your decision about it, make this one: Go or don't go, those are your options. There will be no consequences on whatever you pick. Understand?"

The class responded with nothing,

"Do you Understand?" Nagisa repeated, his voice raised.

"Yes, Sir." Came the class.

"Then let's continue." Nagisa instructed, letting go of his bloodlust, "we'll be working on the practice Chemistry exam next."

The Club did their Chemistry exam without a word from its beginning to its end. After all that effort, it seemed that Mr Shiota had calmed down already, and before dismissing them all and reassuring them that they still have the choice of going to the dorm in a much more sincere and kind tone than from before. Thankfully, the sort of stern behaviour was not passed on as frustration against other teachers... Except for those who did have Biology Class as one of their final afternoon periods... Not like Professor Eu cared anyway.

"Those who attend the Special Tutorship Club Programme," Eu reminded, "I'd like more than eight students to come to tonight's session. Otherwise, I will make sure the entire lab will smell more than a pile of decomposing bodies tomorrow."

And for the third time of the week, the three teachers quickly packed up their things in the school and returned to the Manor for a quick setup of the classroom and entrance hall once again. As Masayoshi was starting up the now completed bathroom, Yada had something to report.

"So Nagisa, I've got some information regarding Fluttershy's Stare that you seemed focused upon from Rarity." Yada started,

"And?" Nagisa turned around, with his handbook of Fluttershy in one hand and a pencil in the other.

"Fluttershy's Stare is something that she can control and use at will herself. However, she only uses it for the noblest of causes, such as maintaining order or when she sees others threatened. Not herself, others. Whoever catches her gaze will be paralysed with fear, as well as fall under her control. She normally uses this on misbehaving or out of line animals, but the same effect can work on humans too. The first 'test' of hers was Windcaller."

"Hmm... This is really interesting..." Nagisa answered,

"I know." Yada agreed, "it's something that's similar yet different to your bloodlust?"

"And it just makes me want to find more about it." Nagisa responded, "such as what was the origin of it. Was it a traumatic experience? Abusive parents? I know that one possibility could be the loss of her mother and the hostile environment around her when she was young, but those are possibilities that I need to solidify."

"Do you want me or Masayoshi to help you?" Yada asked,

"I appreciate your help Yada for doing this, I really do. But this is something I need to be in charge of, as her teacher."

"I understand. But don't hesitate to ask us for help if you really need it."

"I'll remember that, definitely." Nagisa thanked, "meanwhile, I'm sure you had to collect another thing from Rarity. Is it your... Cutie Marks?"

"Yep!" Yada nodded, pulling out two files, "one for me and one for Masayoshi! We'll be looking through them tonight when everyone else is gone. Once we've managed to find the one we remember, we'll be letting Rarity know, and we're going to have existing and future clothes emblazoned with our Cutie Marks!"

"Well aren't you the sweetest," Nagisa chuckled, checking out his Draconic Snake Cutie Mark on his Waistcoat. "Even when E Class has gone their separate ways, you still are the big sister to all of us!"

"What can I say? It's a family thing!" Yada laughed. Yada took great priorities in caring for her family when they were sick... Which is also how she got into E Class in the first place.

🔔Ding Dong!🔔

"Someone's here!" Yada noted as she went to check on the door.

"Who is it?" Nagisa asked, "is it Ms Lita or Professor Phos?"

"Oh..." Yada turned back, "I think you might be very interested!"

Yada opened the two doors to a very unfamiliar face. With a colour of pale grey and light malachite green, hair of Light grey with a touch of Amaranthine, a tall man rigidly stood before the Neighponese teacher, complete with an interesting hairstyle that resembles a cupcake swirl, not to mention a modest-sized moustache fitting neatly between his nose and mouth. To his side, a familiar girl with the colour of yellow and the hair of pink stood gracefully and serene by his side.

"Mr Shiota I presume?" The man asked, his Grayish Turquoise eyes staring directly at Nagisa's Azure eyes. "It's an honour to make your acquaintance."

"So you must be Fluttershy's Father! What a surprise! Please! Come in! Come in!" He gestured, and they did.

"So, is there any name I should call you with?" Nagisa asked as Mr. Shy and Fluttershy made themselves comfy on the lounge chairs.

"I-I'm very much happy to go with Mr. Shy if you so wish." Mr. Shy responded with a little bit of stutter, "would you like me to call you by your first name?"

"You may choose whatever you wish." Nagisa laughed, "Mr Shiota or just Nagisa."

"Very well then just Nagisa-- I mean Nagisa!" Mr. Shy chuckled, "forgive me. This is the first time I've met a teacher that Fluttershy speaks very highly about. Also, one who's... Rather short to be blunt."

"It's no problem, though I must say that it's quite early to have a Parent-Teacher Meeting. Don't they normally happen near the end of the year?"

"It's okay Sensei." Fluttershy assured, "Dad wanted to come here to meet you on his own accord, so I thought I'd bring him along here."

"Would you two like anything to drink?" Yada walked over,

"Oh no ma'am, I'm quite alright mys-elf!!!" Mr. Shy politely refused, until he looked at the beauty of the person requesting his attention and lost all composure, "Oh my! I believe we haven't met! Are you an associate or Mr Nagisa here?"

"Also a recently new teacher at Canterlot High School! I'm Tōka Yada." She bowed, "pleasure to meet you!"

"My word! The honour is mine myself!!!"

"Never mind that Dad, let's get back on track here." Fluttershy gestured,

"So what's going on?" Nagisa asked,

"W-Well, for two things yes." Mr. Shy nervously pulled on his moustache, "I'd want to thank you again for taking care of my daughter in my absence at school, as well as giving her a great course of study and grades! I mean, I've always known how hard-working and responsible Fluttershy is in her studies as well as her animal caretaking, but she also told me how she encouraged you to work hard as a tutorship club!"

"You praise me too much," Nagisa chuckled, scratching his hair, "It's just my job. Not to mention, it was how I was taught by my teachers when I was still in Junior High. Yes, Fluttershy has shown a lot of passion in her Co-Curricular Activities and she's maintained a great communication with other Special Tutorship Club members despite the initial shyness. Have I ever told you how kind she is to her fellow students and teachers sometimes? That sort of kindness and responsibility could lead to being responsible as a leader! At least, that's some high expectation out of her. Whatever she strives for, I'll assist."

"That is very kind of you to say." Mr. Shy laughed as Fluttershy blushed, "My young girl is certainly growing into a very sociable woman! She's definitely more communicative and bold than the rest of her family."

"I'm sorry, pardon?" Nagisa turned his head in confusion.

"N-Never mind," Mr. Shy dismissed it, "speaking of which, I'm not sure if you heard, but another child of mine will be attending CHS in the weeks to come."

"That's the second item right?" Nagisa assured, "I'm sure he'll be in good hands! What's his name?"

"He's called Zephyr Breeze." Fluttershy nodded, "And I have no doubt he will be. I just hope those hands won't change their mind once he's fully established."

Nagisa gulped. He can sense a gloomy mood with both Fluttershy and her father. Something about their brother and son doesn't bode well for them.

"Is he a problem kid for you?" Nagisa asked,

"P-Please don't be too harsh on him," Mr. Shy asked, "H-He's had too much from the various schools that he quit or was kicked out of. I mean, I'm sure he'll cause no problem in the dorm, it's just his future and studies I'm worried about."

"I see..." Nagisa nodded, "In that case, as long as he's staying in here, we have various ways to motivate students on their studies. Zephyr will have no problem."

"Th-That's great to hear!" Mr. Shy jumped up, "Sorry that I must leave early, I have an evening shift to attend to. Once again, it's nice to meet you Mr Shiota!" He offered his hand,

"And nice to meet you too," Nagisa responded, shaking his hand and showing him towards the door. "And welcome back to Equestria!"

When Mr. Shy was gone, Nagisa turned to face Fluttershy, twiddling her fingers on a couch.

"Sorry about that Sensei." Fluttershy apologised, "as you can tell, Dad's a really timid and soft-spoken person. I've always been heralded as the bold one in my family before, even Rainbow told me that. He's a factory worker who's keen on collecting anything weather-related such as pins, charms, and trinkets of various weather equipment or symbols. He really likes collecting the cloud ones."

"Sounds like a very laid-back hobby. Now I'm quite concerned... When Mr. Shy mentioned about you being the bold one of the family, does that include your Mother?"

Fluttershy exhaled a long breath, "I know what you're thinking. If your mom's just as timid as your dad, why did she go all the way in defending you? And helping all those people? It's a simple answer: It's family. There are things that a parent or sibling would do for their loved ones, even if it means taking risks. They'd throw themselves in harm's way, put aside their pride for the sake of their loved ones, stand up to any bully or challenger, even if it means your life... That's what my Mom learned as the eldest child in her family. She always stood up for her Younger Sister, and especially for me and Zephyr."

"I see... Your mom is a really great woman." Nagisa sat down beside her, "I know it's hard to lose a loved one, but at least the times you had together were the most memorable and loving ones."

"You mean you didn't have a loving family?" Fluttershy asked,

"That's a story for later." Nagisa dismissed it, "right now, we need to move forward for our exams. I take it you'll be staying for the 2 hours?"

"If I wasn't picking up Dad from the airport, I would have come for the full hours yesterday." Fluttershy answered, "Like Flash, I too want to study and do well in my biology. After all, it is a part of learning more about animals if I were to look for a job in the animal or veterinarian career. I'm sure Eu has her reasons for being herself."

"Oh, I'm sure she does." Nagisa assured, "heck, I even know why Magus Forsythe is what he is. The only thing I need to know further is more information such as their history and relationships. But again, that's for later!"

🔔Ding Dong!🔔

"Ah, now that should be Ms Lita or Professor Phos." Nagisa turned around,

"I'll get it!" Yada announced as she ran forward and peered into the door hole, "nope. It's un-surprisingly Flash!"

"Oh... I think I know what he's here for, let him in." Nagisa answered,

"Hello, Flash!" Ms Yada greeted as she opened the door for the Blue Spiky-haired student. "You're quite early!!!"

"Good Afternoon Madam. To be honest, I had doubts if you would agree to Professor Eu's bargain."

"You can thank her for that..." Yada grumbled, "she's been a... Dreadful bother that would never smile when something goes her way. Anyway, it's also lucky that you were the only one yesterday. If Fluttershy was here, I wouldn't agree to this, nor would she... Actually, I'm not sure about that."

"Regardless, I'm prepared."

"No problem. Kimura's nearly done preparing it right now. Just go meet him and he'll give you the steps. Once Eu comes over, it's time for you to shine." Yada instructed,

"Sure thing." Flash nodded, "Hey Fluttershy, Sir."

"Good Afternoon Flash," Fluttershy responded with a hand wave, "so uh... What was your reward for coming to the Biology class alone?"

"A mere bonus for sticking it through Eu's biology session, which Nagisa holds some truth there regarding the atmosphere. The only things that stunk up were the plants and specimens she brought in. Otherwise, the stench in the Biology labs is almost non-existent."

"And what is the bonus?"

"A test subject for the Manor's operations. Mandatory equipment: A towel and a fresh set of clothes. Optionally: A mesh bath sponge. I think you know what I'm being used for."

The simple deduction brought a small cheeky giggle from Fluttershy's mouth, "Well... I'm sure you'll have a relaxing time!"

"And to receive a lot of mixed emotions from the students, when they realise what I've been doing during the biology session." Flash concluded, "If they come that is."

"First off," Fluttershy started, "we've got to get through Ms Lita and Professor Phos."

"Hey Fluttershy," Flash spoke, "I've been wondering. How much do you love--"

🔔Ding Dong!🔔

"Maybe later," Flash changed the subject. "Our teachers are here."

Like for the past three days, the teachers for the first hour arrived with gusto before all the students did and prepare the classroom, while the two early students decided to wait outside.

"I must say!" Lita exclaimed as she walked around the apartment for a quick tour "I can see a lot of Equestrian material used to build this manor, but the entire structure and foundation of this building feels... Neighponese!"

"That's what everyone thought!" Yada answered,

"Surely! Anything to represent diversity in Equestria is important!" Ms Lita finished, "at least it makes the Neighponese feel comfy in their own safe zones!"

"Umm..." Yada nervously chuckled, "I'm not sure that's the achievement of diversity..."

"By the way," Professor Phos spoke up, "Magus Forsythe won't be coming for the second hour today. He needs to settle things with work... And himself, so Professor Eu's going to be dealing with the class on her own. I also heard what happened yesterday, only one showed up to her class. As she's teaching the same things as yesterday, that boy's tasked to do something else yes?"

"Yep..." Kimura walked out of a bathroom, his face and clothes looking a little damp while leaving a stream of steam slowly making its escape from the open bathroom door. "Hope you won't mind."

"Did you just take a bath?" Ms Lita asked, noting the stains of water.

"No, but I was in charge of setting it up! What you see here is just the steam. The person that will be taking the bath is one devoted student."

"Speaking of students," Yada peeked outside the door that was left open for students. Seeing one or two groups of teenagers with bags approach the manor's front porch. "Here they come!!!"

The student count was Twenty-Five once again, though the real test was if the number would still remain Twenty-Five when the 2nd Hour comes through. Unlike Professor Phos' previous session, the hour was broken into two 30 minute lessons. Thankfully, Phos did not involve an application-heavy practice exam and gave a small demonstration in Titration and buffers instead. As for Ms Lita's 30-minute lesson...

"We're going to be watching a short film together, and it's not related to Swishspeare! Rather, I will be testing you on your visual and audio comprehension!"

The class gasped in delight. This was great news. Finally, they get to do something else that doesn't involve the historically overrated playwriter!

"What are we watching? What are we watching!?" Pinkie could barely contain her excitement,

"Glad you asked! We're going to be watching..." Lita presented, "a documentary regarding a political dispute over legal rights in the past! Isn't that exciting!?"

"Aww..." The class groaned. Typical Ms Lita, always a way to implement her politics to her studies. Then again, Magus Forsythe and Professor Eu do pretty much the same thing with their attitudes rather than political views. Regardless, the students sat through the dialogue-heavy movie on legal rights and interviews of individual opinions, though some fell asleep rather than taking notes or answering questions (and with the sounds of the documentary going through the speaking tubes, it even sent Nagisa nodding off to sleep!). After all, the worst of the battle is yet to come.

🔔Ding Dong!🔔

The three Neighponese teachers gulped.

"I-I'll get it." Yada volunteered as she left the office lounge and walked towards the door. Her heart began racing as she peeped through the door hole and cracked the door open a little peek...

But it was not enough for a dark wind to slip through the cracks and into Yada's senses, throwing her into a fearful state.

"Open the door please..." The door ringer commanded,

"Y-Yes Professor Eu." Yada complied and opened the door for the pale-grey faced biology teacher to make her entry. All with her dirty brunette hair, and her ragged deteriorating black lab coat.

"Good Evening Yada." Eu droned, "I hope the students are here today."

"They're still in their English session."

"Then tell the pseudo-usurper to hurry up!" Eu commanded, "I am forced to drag all my equipment from the school to the dorm because of Forsythe and Python's uninformed retreat. That puts me in an unhappy mood."

"You were never in a happy mood, to begin with," Yada pointed out,

"Tch..." Eu responded, "I didn't ask for your opinion merchant."

"Merchant? Why would you call me that?" Yada asked, feigning curiosity as she has heard this nickname since meeting her.

"The attitudes and approaches of human interaction can easily define the job a certain human takes, as well as information on their online portfolio." Eu presented her evidence, "Take you for my example. Your bright attitude, your way of words, your activities after a day of work. You're definitely not the average office-worker. Rather, you are a human moulded with persuasion, deception, and a giant pool of wealth which comes and goes in the split of a second due to the ways of the business world. In conclusion, you are a merchant, and a very hard-working one too. Workaholism is very unhealthy, FYI."

"I didn't ask for your opinion either Eu..." Yada smiled, "But I can see you are quite perceptive."

"The human body goes through many changes every year from the day they were born. The same goes for other animals and plants." Eu informed, "when you learn a school subject like this at a young age, it pushes English aside as your First Language, as well as how you view the world." Eu responded,

"You and Forsythe seem to have such good potential in socialising with others. Why is it that you make it hard for yourselves and others?"

"The Magus is just as important as you, the Alchemist, your round-nosed soldier, your miniature snake, and every life-waster in that classroom."

"Yada? Eu?" Kimura stepped out of the faculty lounge, "Ms Lita is finished. Ready your things!"

"With pleasure," Eu responded. An invisible but highly sensitive aura burst forth from herself, slapping Yada and Kimura with the most malevolent of feelings.

"This is not going to end well." Kimura and Yada gulped internally.

"Hello, Students." Professor Eu addressed the class.

The Twenty-Five Students glared back at her with anger, along with a steady accumulation of fear.

"So I heard Ms Lita encouraged you to ditch me and go home. Honestly, I never did anything to her, but now that gives me an excuse to curse her."

The Twenty-Five sat silently once again.

"Hey Baton Twirler," Eu turned to Flash, "don't you have some baptism experiment to go to?" She jerked a thumb towards the door, "Leave this place."

"Yes Madam." Flash stood up, grabbed his bags and walked out of the room without any protest or hesitation. The class looked at him go, then turned to each other wondering what was going on.

"Don't bother with him." Eu grabbed their attention, "now, let me show you what you had missed in yesterday's session, so grab your exercise books and get ready to write."

Once again, the students did what they were told without any word or remark. Silently, but efficiently, they drew diagrams and tables, wrote and copied the notes from either their textbook or on the board that Professor Eu wrote out for them. When Eu asked a question, one of the students would raise their hand and answer it without taking too much time.

"Do you understand?" Eu finished drawing a picture of what a cell would look like when viewed under a microscope. "Now a quick question: Name three things you would see in an animal cell."

"Nucleus, Mitochondria, Cytoplasm," Twilight raised her hand,

"Good. You're next Wandering Bard." She pointed to Noteworthy. "Name another three."

"Golgi Apparatus, A cell membrane made out of Plasma, and the Endoplasmic Reticulum."

"Very well then. Rogue at the back." She turned her glare to Thunderlane, "what would you see in a plant cell that's not in the animal cell?"

"Tch..." Thunderlane spat, "fine then. An extra layer around the cell known as the Cell Wall, The green stuff known as Chlorophyll, and the large white Vacuole."

"One off the mark there." Eu pointed out, "but I will admit you are right on all three. The 'green stuff' do contain Chlorophyll, but the actual term for what stores it are called Chloroplasts. Keep in mind that you should describe this on various short and long answer questions on photosynthesis."

"Yeah yeah." Thunderlane sighed, "thanks for the help teach."

"What's wrong?" Eu taunted, "it seems like you have all been inflicted with some variation of Silence. Surely you don't hold any form of rebuke?"

The class said nothing and stared down at their books.

"Oh don't be shy..." Professor Eu continued, the same invisible sensitive force emanating out from her once again. Her hair, fingertips, clothes, and the plant and microbe specimens that she brought. "I heard how you shattered the force of the Magus' heart and reduced him to tears. For the record, that's why he never made his entrance today, or for the entirety of yesterday at School for that matter. It's devious, cruel, and a sign of rebellion and chaos for your own selfish needs and 'standards'.This sudden burst of darkness... I truly applaud you all..."

The class looked at their teacher with a confusion of anger and fear. Just how crazy is their Biology teacher!?

"... But I am very disappointed to see you silent before me..." Eu rebuked, "your tongues of darkness should be directed towards me rather than Forsythe."

The class felt sick to their stomachs as they always did whenever they went down to her biology lab. However, that stomach-bugging stench was only as powerful as what she had brought: Herself and her specimens. Otherwise, the clean state of the Koro Garden classroom and the air emanating from outside on the streets were more than enough to overpower her death-like stench and to normalise the classroom atmosphere. True to Nagisa's words, Dorm Class, dorm rules.

Fluttershy could tell. Professor Eu was not her usual dark self as she was for the many times in the Biology lab. And from another observation, she never left the lab unless it was time to go home. This... This was the first time she has ever seen Eu in an unfamiliar place, even though this was her second time here.

She didn't ramble and rant to herself about some sort of personal issue with the world or about a teacher during class where all could hear.

She wasn't able to perform her experiments with the sadism that everyone recognised her with, mostly because of the restrictions of the Koro Gardens.

And with her teachings, it was not a string of hexes, curses, chants, steps to a ritual, or lines from the most darkest Necronomicon. It was straightforward, and standard teaching, perhaps even at a professional level.

But there was one thing that Nagisa was wrong about. And one which the students had newly discovered by themselves. Even without the pit of death that was the Biology Lab. Wherever she went, Home or Away, she brings death, horror, and sickness in every way, shape and form, whether it's her looks, voices, or attitude.

To the students, there was a reason why they were able to yell and reprimand Magus Forsythe because his behaviour was very annoyingly reminiscent and childish. Professor Eu was different. With her, she was unable to show any weakness, or rather she has adapted to hide any sort of weakness within her. Every day, every class, all she brought forth was dread, despair, and doom with no chance of fighting back. All they could do, all they can ever accomplish, was to hold tight and survive through the class, till the school bell rings. They salvaged whatever knowledge came from her coursework, while spending a majority of their wits to not faint or go insane.

They were powerless. Surrounded. Left adrift. That was what they always felt, everytime they enter Eucalyptus' lair. A lair where they felt they could do nothing, but watch death unfurl before them.

But not this time. This time, they realised that a study session of Professor Eu was almost the opposite of their negative expectations. And for once, they could feel a sliver of ease.

The class managed to survive Eu's session till the end, and nary a soul or mind was thrown into insanity.

"Well well well..." Eu addressed as she noticed the clock. "5:50pm. Guess what everyone. This study session is over... You may leave now. If you have any further questions to raise, send an email. Now run along home and get something good to eat. Studying is never good if you don't get some rest."

And once again, the students quickly stuffed all their stationery and books into their bags, zipped or closed it up tight, and walked out of the classroom door without saying another word to the teacher. The only student brave enough to come close was Noteworthy.

"Oh? What do you want Bard?" Eu asked,

"Let me apologise for not purposely attending your session yesterday," Noteworthy replied, "I can just say that I was wrong to have let my own desires and opinions get the best of me."

"Is that it?" Eu scoffed, "Listen here, you Wandering Bard. What's done is done, and you sort of made it up for going to this session right now. Whatever personal philosophy you follow in your mind, stick to it. I hate it when people change their minds just to save their own hide, especially for someone who follows the Goddesses. If you can stick to your code, I might hate you a little less."

"Yes Madam." Noteworthy nodded, "I'll be sure to remember that."

"Good, now begone."

"Damn! I swore my life flashed before my eyes!" Thunderlane ranted in the lounge. "At least what Teach said was true after all, though the corpse tried really hard not to get peeved off by it!"

"To be fair, I found myself able to listen and learn, instead of trying to think happy and joyful thoughts to go against her... Usual self." Fluttershy responded,

"She's a teacher first and foremost," Flash answered approaching the two. "And especially in an unfamiliar environment, she had to adapt. That being said, I was able to hear everything through the speaking tubes. She was never like that when I was being tutored by her yesterday. Sure the classroom may not be a pit of death, but her attitude was more prevalent yesterday than today."

"Speaking of which Flash, where the hell did you go?" Thunderlane asked, "from the looks of it you--"

Thunderlane can pick out the sight of blown-dry hair and a rigorously scrubbed face, as well as the awkward but nice scent of what seems to be a new type of soap and shampoo.

"No..." Thunderlane's eyes widened, "Don't tell me that your 'baptism experiment' was a fucking bubble bath in that shared bathroom?"

"The word 'baptism' should give it away." Flash answered, "and bubble baths are not allowed in a shared bath like that."

"So?" Soarin chimed in with a very excited face, "what was it like?"

"Aside from being their water tester, I had a little induction on how a bath like this works in Neighpon. I can say that the big bath isn't there for people to scrub in. Its role is more of a Jacuzzi, minus the bubbles."

"Ohhh... I see." Soarin pictured himself sitting in the bath in silence with others, "I can work with that. Not sure about others, but definitely me!"

"I'll explain everything if we happen to live in the dorm," Flash answered,

"Not sure if I'm going to be using the bath myself, but I talked about staying in the dorm with my parents yesterday." Thunderlane noted, "For once they accepted, and I sent the application straight away! Poor Rumble has to stay at home though..."

Nagisa's Notes

Fluttershy

5. She's very social and caring with friends. (See 1 and 3)

6. She seems to have some sort of fluency in Neighponese.

7. She loves her family very much. Hence why she values her friends like family.

8. She is very skilled in animal caretaking and handling aside from her adoration of animals. Known to take care of pets of various students.

9. Very tolerant of other students and teachers

10. Very accommodative, welcoming and even inviting with students.

11. She gets very angry when someone she cares about gets hurt. (See 5)

12. Her Anger comes a deadly ability: The Stare (See 11). Instils fear and control. Originally used to keep animals in line. Can also affect Humans.

13. She made a vow regarding The Stare and only uses it with certain criteria:

a. As a Protective Measurement: When someone she loves gets hurt, intimidated, or scared.

b. To Maintain Order: The exact amount of Chaos required to exceed her limit is unknown

Family means everything to her. Like her Mother before her, she stands up for those she loves, pushing her timidness aside.
BE WARNED. There has been no record of any immunity to her Stare.

Week 5 Friday: A Frantic and Fragmented School Day

Today was Friday, the last day of the school week, the week before the coming of every student's nightmare and trial...

Both students and teachers were desperately finding their ways to prepare for their exam, or at least be confident in what's to come. Whilst the students quickly skimmed through every nook and cranny of the examined material, the teachers find it much harder to do so. On one hand, the skills and experiences of a teacher were used to build questions and easy ways of for all of their students to understand the syllabus; The other involves plenty of communication and feedback to ensure that the students' aptitude, motivation and willingness would help pull themselves through.

Early Morning 7am, Before School, Teacher's Lounge,

Nagisa grumbled at a recent Email from Ms Cia yesterday, stating that she was unable to write up a learning session for art due to various art conferences and masterclasses that she had planned well beforehand and approved by the higher-ups. However, she ended on a note saying she had high confidence in her students for the Art Exam.

"Good morning Nagisa," Python greeted the Neighponese teacher, "fine day today is it?"

"Sure will! The weather report says it's going to be clear all day! Which is quite curious since there hasn't been lots of rain for the past 5 weeks."

"Autumn's the season where we don't expect a lot of rain." Python explained, "speaking of water, I suppose it's not a problem for your dorm now that I've heard your bath trial was a success yesterday!"

"Indeed. We're thinking of spending the Saturday at the dorm rather than outside, just before the students pour in. How does that sound? Of course, we'll provide plenty of refreshments! Yada bought a few bottles of her favorite beer!"

"I have never seen such dedicated hospitality from anyone in the world." Python complimented,

"That's what makes her Yada! Her path in academics, her career, her family."

"I'm still on board with our Saturday 'meeting', but the invited teachers and I are going to need a reminder! Which reminds me. Are we--"

"Sure sure, I'll send the email." Nagisa interrupted. "And no! If we were planning something like that, we would go for a footbath instead. Now enough talk, Let's prepare our classes, we've only got one more full day and session before our students go to war!"

"I can see that we're short on time, but I'm confident with how I'm teaching the class the syllabus, so please let me ask another question." Python spoke, "I heard about what happened to your normal apartment. Do you have a place to sleep? I can offer you to stay at my house temporarily!"

"That's a very generous offer Python, but I do have a backup place to rest. The Koro Gardens dorm." Nagisa sighed, "though, like my hospital bill, I don't have any insurance for my original house. On the bright side, it was a good thing it wasn't rented and none of my important valuables like my passport was there. If it were, I'd be unable to get out of Equestria, and the landlord's going to be super pissed, even if it wasn't my fault."

"Well, if someone was responsible and they got caught, you'll definitely be offered compensation!" Python assured,

Morning, First Class, Biology Lab

"A horrendous morning to you, students." Eu viciously glared at her class, "today's going to be revision day, so feel free to pull whatever topic that you think you are failing on, and work on it until you're under the delusion that you are confident to at least answer its questions correctly. If you need any challenges whatsoever, then grab a paper or two at the front desk." She tapped a stack of papers upon her desk-turned-altar, "like Phos and Forsythe's, these are questions that heavily involve applying theory to scenarios. And if you still need anything... Let me know. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Professor." The class shivered,

"Get on with it, and no distractions," Eu commanded as she began mumbling about her own problems as she walked towards the windows and opened each one a smidgeon. This caused the entire class to stop and stare at her actions.

"There must be something dead on my face if you find yourself enamoured in my actions." Eu turned around, "don't get distracted, go back to work!!!"

The class immediately responded by looking back onto their exercise books; some walked forward with their noses held to take Eu's test papers. Roseluck (who was in Eu's morning class) and her best friend Daisy, were part of those paper-desiring students, and as she trudged forward through the repulsive room in order to get that paper, something strange shot through her nostrils. It wasn't the stench of unfrozen corpses, nor was it the putrid perfume of the plants.

It was a cool, fresh smell that threw her off guard. Looking around to find the source of this unexpected enemy, her best friend Daisy nudged her shoulder and guided her gaze to the top of the whiteboard.

From the grimy and splintered frame to the unclean horde of marker scribbles, hung a small, bright and blue tree amidst the muck. Thin as a piece of paper, yet one that released a smell so powerful to make itself known in the contaminated laboratory.

"Professor Eu?" Roseluck enquired, "why do you have a car freshener hanging up there?"

"I said not to get distracted!" Eu snapped, slamming her hand on the table.

"Sorry, Professor!" Roseluck quickly apologised and she and Daisy hurried back to her seat. As Eu started to ramble again, her spiel was rather interesting.

"Joining the midget snake and his bloody tutor programme is the worst decision I have ever made. My time and works... All halted, not to mention having to 'improve' the classroom... I swear Yada. If you somehow impose or obstruct my way to the upcoming ritual... I will make sure you will suffer just as Ms Lita will today!!!"

"E-Excuse me, Professor?" Daisy raised her hand,

"I-I said not to get distracted!!!" Eu roared, her face moulded with malice against the Daisy-loving pony.

"N-No!!!" Daisy frantically shook her head, "I have problems regarding the differences between bacteria and viruses. Can you help me?"

"You absolute id-!" Eu was about to unleash hell at the sight of utter idiocy over something so simple until she remembered Mr Shiota's email and paused halfway.

"Professor?" Daisy trembled, a tad confused on why she was not cursed with reprimands and insults.

"Oh..." Eu calmed down back to her deadpan self, with a slight tone of disgust and disappointment in her voice, "sorry about that. All the answers you need are on pages 134-137 in your textbook in the chapter regarding organisms in the body. I suggest drawing a table to compare all the microorganisms in your study notes for easy memory."

"Wo-- I mean thanks, Professor!" Daisy thanked as she sat down with the greatest look of astonishment on her face, as with every other student in the classroom.

"What in the f--"

"Is Professor Eu okay?"

"Did she just apologise!?"

"What the hell is going on!?"

Students began whispering to each other regarding the same topic, what happened to their brooding, moody, cult-like teacher?

"Just so you know." Eu spoke up, "I can hear what all of you are saying. Whilst I don't care that all of you are insulting me, chatting with each other is a very big distraction unless it's related to your exam work. And as I have repeated myself for the fourth time... No. Distractions!!!"

"S-Sorry!" The class stammered in unison.

Morning, Recess, Teachers Lounge

Nagisa strolled towards the drink station to make himself a cup of coffee to keep himself awake after his morning class. Although he and the students themselves were enthusiastic in drawing hiragana and learning the names regarding family, having learned this by heart and nature from the very beginning as a child was getting a bit tiring for him repeating it to his class. Though it's definitely worth it in the end when the students speak Neighponese in either the most beautiful or hilarious ways possible. He took two gulps as he sat back down to focus on mapping places on an outline of the Koro Gardens dorm to see where he can flawlessly hide some of the Anti-Sensei weapons that had been collecting dust for quite a while. As he was doing that, a young woman with a bright white colour approached him.

"Nagisa?" The woman spoke in a calm and clear tone, grabbing the little assassin teacher, "Is it okay if you can go through something for me? Just a small bit? It's related to today's programme."

"Ah," Nagisa stood up to meet the pearl eyes and eyeshadows of Mrs Fortuna Blade, CHS' teacher responsible for the major faiths and religions around the world to students. Dressed neatly unlike some teachers, as well as the outfit to match her coffee brown hair strewn with milky gold, all styled up in a single hair bun.

"I want to make sure that today's material for the tutorship session won't raise any red flags with you. Is that too much to ask?"

"Not a problem!" Nagisa accepted, "let's see what you have!"

Mrs Blade wasted no time and spoke about her tutor-induced plan on looking at the culture of the Solaric Faith, the religion dedicated for devotion to the Goddess of the Sun. It talks about the religion's origin, the various festivals and traditions that are carried out, and how they live their lives in the values and beliefs they follow, and the various experiences that she had meeting them. Nagisa wasn't the type of guy who would extend deep into religions or philosophies unless he had no choice, but what strikes out to him the most was how Mrs Blade presented it as a teacher. From her words and concerns to the material upon her notes, the Neighponese teacher could tell how devoted she is to her studies and how the students were going to take it, especially when it's about a faith she does not believe in. As Nagisa intently listened, he remembered that since Professor Eu's proper tutor class, he did a little research on all the teachers on the tutoring roster with Ritsu. Some teachers like Ms Lita used social media aplenty, while some like Professor Eu, doesn't use it at all. That being said, Ritsu was able to dig up more information regarding teachers other than Social Media and it uncovered a little bit more what his colleagues were all about.

Nagisa took a small glance at the enthusiastic Mrs Blade and smiled. He was quite impressed on how concerned she is for her students, it sort of reminds him of himself--

"Stop. Wasting. TIME! GET THIS OVER WITH!!!" A sudden piercing shriek shook his body and he quickly stepped back in sudden shock and surprise. He darted his eyes to and fro, wondering who was responsible for that shriek. No one in the room looked angry, tormented, frustrated or giving him a wrathful face to match that spiteful voice. Just the faces of what you'd expect a teacher to be doing. Rushing to their next venue, getting some coffee, or happily relaxing. The only person looking at him with a concerned look was the Religious Studies teacher herself.

"Nagisa?" Mrs Blade asked, "Are you okay?"

"I... I thought I just heard someone screaming..." Nagisa answered as he looked around, the scenery somehow as calm as it always was.

"I didn't hear any screaming." Mrs Blade shook her head, "And it doesn't look like the teachers heard anything either."

"Th-Then never mind..." Nagisa shook it off, "let's continue."

But before Mrs Blade could continue her train of thought, the doors to the Teachers lounge burst wide open to reveal a figure covered in black and shrouded with a vile necrotic aura. All the teachers (and the admin) in the room had their eyes glued to this sudden figure, and there were absolutely no prizes on guessing who this person would be.

"Lita..." Professor Eu growled, her breath so stagnant and heavy that it was made visible. The teachers immediately stood out of the Biology teacher's way and form a visible path to the aforementioned sky blue English teacher with the hair of red, crimson, and white, and a pair of maroon glasses to magnify the sight of her hazel eyes.

"Ah, hello Professor Eu." Lita politely spoke, "did a live specimen crawl up your behind?"

"I'm here regarding yesterday's scheme you pulled for the students yesterday at the Koro Gardens dorm." Eu walked straight up to Ms Lita, with the voice and eyes of a Grim Reaper, "encouraging students not to attend their tutor class. What have you got to say for yourself?"

"Personal space PLEASE!" Lita demanded, stepping back, "if you want to complain about me, at least know the decency and importance of personal space! Surely your parents have taught you that!"

"My parents are dead!!!" Eu growled in retaliation. The entire room of young to almost very old adults fell silent, temporarily broken by the sound of laughing and giggling students in the hallway.

"But personal space could not bother me as much as your issue..." Eu continued, "I'm well aware that I'm not liked by many people. Be it a teacher, student, or goddess. But even a multi-religious fanatic like Mrs Blade would never stoop to obstructing the teachings of others."

"Excuse me?" Mrs Blade coughed from afar, "surely you could have kept that to yourself!"

"Don't worry Mrs Blade, she's not trying to insult you." Nagisa comforted, "Rather, her mind is filled with nothing but vengeance against Ms Lita."

"Hey, surely you haven't forgotten," Ms Lita held a finger, "the Special Tutorship Programme is optional! Students have the right and privilege to attend or leave any class whether they want to or not! They can't be forced to attend your session, especially when they've suffered enough with you in your normal classes!!!"

"What happened yesterday?" Mrs Blade asked, turning her attention away from the bickering,

"Ms Lita was responsible for encouraging the tutoring class to not attend Professor Eu's Biology session," Nagisa answered,

"So she's being her usual nosy self, like in her unions and protests." Blade nodded, "on the other hand, Professor Eu's current reputation does work as a justification."

"No one but Flash went to her session on Wednesday, I can't help but be nosy and inquisitive about that so I asked the class what happened then. We sort of had a little squabble, but I made sure to get my point clear without any obstruction."

"Did anyone leave?"

"No, everyone stayed. Ms Lita left in a hurry once she was finished with her session so I'm not sure if she knew that. Professor Eu on the other hand did, I wonder if she's going to pull that up." Nagisa answered, and the two focused back on the current scuffle.

"Listen here, you Social Justice Wendigo." Eu snapped, "I'm sure you've read enough things that make you confident to criticise me. However, if you want to do so, do it in front of my face instead of diverting the young blockheads from learning."

"Learning? From you? Don't make me laugh! The students suffer in your classes and they never get anything done! Besides, I agree with what they need. These students grow into young adults and should be treated as such. They also deserve a better biology teacher than you in your drab and repulsive self!!!" Ms Lita retorted,

"I couldn't care less what you think about me, except for this." Eu glared, her putrid dark aura shooting in multiple directions once again, "if you had a problem with my teaching, say it to my face as you did. However, whether or not it was your intention to obstruct me in my ways of educating students, you still gave them your input, and I will not let this go without my revenge!"

"And what are you going to do?" Ms Lita taunted, "tell the principal?"

"A matter like this does not involve one such as her, this is between you, me, and a curse that will make you suffer," Eu answered with an outstretched arm for drama. Professor Eu swung her worn-out black lab coat like a cape as she turned around to made her exit.

"And you!" Eu roared as she stopped in her tracks and pointed to Nagisa.

"Me?" Nagisa pointed to himself as Mrs Blade crouched down and hid behind him.

"I have received your message," Eu quickly changed her terrifying gaze and voice and returned to her usual moody, deadpan way. "And I have changed my mind for this Saturday. I accept your invitation, girly-boy."

"Great," Nagisa clapped his hands together with a smile, "see you then!" The Biology teacher then continued her way out the door, her malevolent aura trailing behind and controlling the doors to shut on its own.

"Geez." Ms Lita muttered, "I thought she couldn't get any more insane." The other teachers were silent for a few seconds before they began asking questions about the situation.

"What's this about a curse?" Professor Python asked,

"Beats me, amigo." Mr Ramon sighed, "but it doesn't sound pleasant."

"Oh, I'm afraid that this situation is very unpleasant." Phos warned, "when Professor Eu talks about curses, she means it!"

"You believe her?" Lita groaned, "what is she? A witch? A dark mage? If she thinks she can use magic and superstitions, she's completely deluded!"

"I don't believe in magic myself," Phos answered, "but I do know that Professor Eu is the type of person who will retaliate!!! And not to mention... This is the first time that she's ever gone out of the laboratory just to confront someone!"

"I'm so sorry for this interruption Mrs Blade." Nagisa apologized, "I hope my small time of spacing out did not waste any precious time."

"I think these sorts of interruptions are precious in our lives Nagisa." Mrs Blade answered, "and I almost covered the lot now. Also one more thing."

"Yes?"

"I know that you're new to Equestria as well as CHS, and I know you do it out of respect in Neighpon, but you really don't have put me or others so high above yourself that you have to address me as Mrs Blade. Not that there's anything wrong with it, but calling me by my first name as a friend is just as fine!"

"You really are kind Mrs Blade, but perhaps we should get to know each other more before I can feel comfortable about calling you by your first name. That being said... I still call Coach Justice and Yada by their last names and I've spent my entire middle school life with them, so I'm not sure I'm helping my promise here."

"Just a thought, you don't have to if you want! Sorry for being a little selfish here, I just feel like being called Mrs Blade makes me feel old..."

"Really?! Sorry about that. I can fix that, Blade-senpai!" Nagisa gracefully apologized quickly changing the way of addressing her.

"Now let me stop you there," Mrs Blade chuckled, "I do have a problem being called 'senpai'."

"Oh? Why's that?"

"I know what it means, and it makes me feel even older!"

"Ah," Nagisa's eyes widened at her knowledge, "so you do know a little of the Neighponese language."

"I've had the honour of meeting various folk from Neighpon and from other countries at Pearl Harbor." Mrs Blade revealed, "you should go visit there when you take a vacation!"

"Thanks. That's one idea to pop in with Kimura and Yada when we go sightseeing. Now let's finish this before the bell rings!"

Late Morning, 4th Class, Physics Lab

The class silently watched with wide eyes as the sticky, ashen-grey, physics teacher slumped up to his desk with his head hung very low. Whilst some students were unsure about what was happening, the current students who had been to the study programme began to question whether they were too hard on him. Ever since their massive backlash against his teachings on Tuesday, he had been fully absent at school and the dorm for the following two days. Wednesday had Professor Python taking his place, to which the class understood why. Other than that, he was his usual boring self. On Thursday, the class was shocked to see Mrs Blade filling in as the substitute, and even more so when she demonstrated a very clear understanding and application regarding Newton's Laws of Motion.

"Newton's Third Law of Action and Reaction is present in most actions we do." Mrs Blade gave an example, "like simply applying force to open a door. A small force will be pushing back against you."

"Mrs Blade, how are you able to learn all this and still be a religious teacher?" Twilight asked, "I'm very VERY curious."

"Major of Engineering with a great focus on Applied Physics in College." Mrs Blade answered, "and I still keep in touch with activities that involve those studies today."

Now the 'usual' physics teacher was back, and the class wondered if what they did to him was too severe.

"Magus Forsythe?" Flash spoke up, "are you alright?"

"Am I alright?" The Magus spoke with doubt as he raised his head to reveal an all-too-familiar smile.

"With all of you around, I always feel sublime my boy!" He boomed

The current class dropped their heads as their faces crinkled up in embarrassment. "And he hasn't changed a single bit!"

"Welcome back Magus Forsythe!!!" Pinkie smiled,

"Anyway, today's class will be under your judgment, so by all means, study to your heart's content! I shall be minding my own quests and trials, so I won't be disrupting your training unless you need some guidance which I will give!"

The students looked at each other with surprise then shrugged. For once, perhaps the severity of an exam had given the class some peace from his rambunctious voice.

Noontime, Lunchtime first half, Neighponese Classroom

"Yada, Kimura. You ready?" Nagisa asked,

"As always Nagisa," Yada gave a thumbs up

"Target spotted," Kimura peeked out to see a line forming out the door,

"Let them come," Nagisa commanded.

Eighteen students, consisting of only the current club members and Fluttershy's best friends, made their way without any word to a random seat, (except for Thunderlane who always sits at the back as usual) without any other word, they stared at their three tutors, waiting for a response.

"Everyone's pretty tense," Nagisa presented his observation, "even teachers feel the same, at least some."

The class stayed silent,

"That wasn't good for a pep talk." Nagisa sighed, "yeah, I know that it's tough as the exam week looms in. It's like walking into a gladiator arena, armed with your memory and knowledge."

"Is there anything that you all would like to do?" Yada asked,

"Happy to take anything Sensei, Ms Yada, and Coach Justice," Fluttershy answered,

"Very well then," Nagisa began, "today's session will be self-study, but this afternoon's tutorship programme will be something special. Coach Justice has something to say about that."

"Right everyone," Kimura began, "as you know from your classes, your Physical Education exam is split into two halves: Theory and Practical, the latter being the Multi-stage beep test. Those of you who already had your PE class will know that we will be running a practice beep test of it today. Any objections?"

The club members looked at each other in case anyone wanted to speak, but no sound could be heard.

"Okay then. Once again this test is optional, but we highly recommend you do it. If you do, you'll need to bring a few things which I'm sure you already know... You don't need a test on what to bring do you?"

The students shook their heads. Just like every PE lesson, what they always needed were their PE uniform (not the Wondercolts one), and a sturdy pair of sports shoes. It was either bring those and participate, or get a detention.

"And by the way," Kimura added, "the Dorm's water system is now running properly, so feel free to bring a towel or some soap as you will have the chance to take a shower after the test. If you don't, we've got some provided for you."

"Thank you!" Rarity exclaimed,

"Alrighty, now. As per usual, you have all the time in this session to pull out anything you have problems with and don't worry asking for help. As a tutoring club, we have the syllabus of a majority of subjects, so give us a call and we'll see what we can do."

"Mr Shiota, were the teachers were kind enough to give you their work?" Pinkie asked,

"No, not really, I had to ask Vice-Principal Luna for help, though Professor Python and Ms Lita did give me all the references required." Nagisa answered, "now any more questions?"

"Just one Mr Shiota," Twilight replied, "do you know the date for our Neighponese exam?"

"Good question." Nagisa answered, "I have yet to receive any information regarding the examined material, but it would be in about 3 weeks from now, so you have a long while to prepare for that."

Early Afternoon, 6th Class, Teachers Lounge
"Excuse me!!!" An impatient woman with greyish-blue hair with pink and violet streaks impatiently knocked on a door. "There is someone who wishes to use the bathroom!"

"I'm...! Sorry!" A painful apology came from the other side. "It's just... It hurts! My abdomen!!!"

"Don't worry so much about it Cia," Python intervened, "I'm sure no one is going to mind if you use the student's bathroom.

"Oh fine!" The teacher named Cia sighed, "I shall make it so!" And hurried her way out of the Teacher's Lounge.

"By the way," the Teacher Administrator called out, "I've alerted Vice-Principal Luna, and she requests that an emergency substitution is required while the remaining off-duty teachers will figure out what's going on."

"I'm on it!" Yada saluted as she knocked on the bathroom door, "Hey Lita, you don't mind if I take your class, do you?"

"B-By all means go ahead!" Lita croaked, "the instructions are clearly written on my material in my office. It's not locked so you can grab it with ease! Thanks, Yada!"

"No problem! Get well soon!" Yada replied as she too hurried on out, but not before a face of complete disgust and illness was seen by the teachers she passed by.

"Well?" Python turned to the off-duty teachers currently in the lounge: Professor Phos, Kimura, Nagisa, Mr Turner, and Mr Trotter. "Indigestion?"

"She was definitely fine through the majority of the day," the History teacher Mr Turner recollected, "and she never showed any initial concerns about it."

"Then it's definitely indigestion, and it must have happened during Lunchtime." Nagisa proposed, "the likely answer would be the lunch she ate since she always brings her own lunch, rather than eat at the school canteen."

"She always packs something healthy, so unless one of her ingredients expired along the way, there's no type of food that would instigate such a severe case of a stomachache," Phos added,

"Hey..." Python proposed his thoughts, "you don't think that Professor Eu had something to do with it? I mean, she did promise that she would curse her or retaliate in some way."

"Wow. Really? Curse her?" Mr Trotter, the Geography teacher, coughed, trying to hold back his laughter, "that's ridiculous! That's just silly superstition and coming from Eu, it's not surprising!"

"Hmm..." Kimura pondered, "I don't believe it."

"Believe what?" Phos asked. Kimura didn't reply and strolled towards the bathroom that Ms Lita holed herself up in. He got close to the door and with a hand, wafted the air around the door towards his nose...

"Euch!" Kimura retched as he quickly backed away, "it smells horrendous!"

"O-Okay." Mr Turner looked at the violated face of the Neighponese Coach. "And what did you get from that attempt?"

"Such a foul odour from faeces can mean a few specific things spawning from indigestion. The most likely ones I've come across is from food expiration, poisoning, and a rather tricky chemical from what's supposed to be used for medical purposes. Has Ms Lita suffered any constipation?"

"What?" The teachers spoke in confused unison,

"Is her lunch still lying around here?" Kimura asked, "perhaps there's something that can tell us more."

Meanwhile, all the way in the Biology Lab, Eu was busy reviewing the Biology exam for next week while humming a song filled with dread, despair, and fear, until her phone buzzed. When it buzzed, she stopped the two things that she was doing and pulled it out.

Mail:
Vice-Principal Luna - Emergency substitute for English

A crooked smile etched itself on the Biology Professor's Face. The Email topic was clear enough to show the Biology teacher's curse was a success.

"I never break a promise, let alone a curse." She spoke to herself as she pulled something from her decaying lab coat: A small prescription bottle filled with some colourless fluid labelled 'Laxative'. "Fake, good-for-nothing politician. She thinks she can speak as much as she wants and look down on others because she adheres to the rules? You're making the same mistake as those in power or who side with them. I, who have seen death with her own eyes as well as in its two forms, will not hesitate in retaliation!!!!"

"Professor Eu?" A corny voice spoke from the shut entrance door, "thou are being creepy again. Are thou still hurt by the Wordsmith's actions?"

"Forsythe, stop eavesdropping."

"I was merely passing by." Forsythe responded, "only to hear your voice from within your hallowed halls. If I could, anyone could too. Perhaps be a bit softer on your voice? Or how about I come in and we can discuss things?"

"Don't you dare touch the door," Eu threatened, "Leave the boundaries of this place before I have half-a-mind to curse you too!"

"Ah! Ma Nécromancienne! (My Necromancer!)" Forsythe sighed as he walked away, "I am sure that a soul as dark as yours will one day meet the light again!"

2:30pm Afternoon, End of School, Parking Lot

*Ring! Ring! Ring!*

The School Bell echoed throughout the hallways, classroom, courtyard, and the field to signify the best time of day for the students: The End of School. With the teachers dismissing their students with thoughtful reminders about next week, and both parties packing up and ready to go home for the night, there were a few who weren't ready to call it a day just yet...

"Race you to the dorm Nagisa!" Yada called out from a passengers seat.

"This isn't a race..." Nagisa sighed as he unlocked his Pedal bike. "And don't get reckless on the road. Drive safely."

"Don't worry Nagisa," Kimura called out, "I'll take it easy." He revved its engine. "You be safe yourself. Bikes tend to find themselves in just as equally dangerous accidents."

"See you then!!!" Nagisa laughed as the sedan drove out of the CHS parking lot, with Nagisa slowly trailing behind to their next location of teaching, and their home: The dorm.

*The day continues...*

Week 5 Friday: The After-School Push and Boop

After School afternoon 4pm, Special Tutorship Programme 1st Hour, Koro Gardens Dorm.
Nagisa opened the front doors to 25 familiar students once again. About half of them were wearing the CHS PE uniform of a teal polo shirt with pale-yellow stripes, collar and edges of the short-sleeved arms, with the CHS logo of a yellow horse's head with red eyes, with a thin horseshoe representing the letter 'C' for Canterlot surrounding it.

"Welcome, welcome, one and all." Nagisa chanted as he gestured for everyone to pile in. "If you have any problems, give any of the supervising teachers a call."

"Nice rhyme teach," Thunderlane smirked as the students started walking in. Nagisa sighed, wondering what the Parent-Teacher meeting is going to be like in the long road ahead.

As they did for the past few days, the Twenty-Five students strolled into the room, some brought in cups of water or snacks organized by Ms Yada and brought all the items necessary according to the Special Tutorship Programme schedule: Their Religious Studies materials, and clothes for PE.

"Good afternoon students," Mrs Blade greeted with a smile, "It's great to see that all of you are working hard for times like these, so today's study will be easy-going by just completing today's handout, keep in mind that these questions are randomised and part of what's to come in the exam, though the time limit will be at this session's end, except the session will end earlier to make way for your PE practice. Is everyone ready?

"Yes, Ma'am." The Students replied,

Meanwhile, Nagisa overheard from the speaking tubes, from the various questions that she has been given, to speaking in the calmest and kindest tone that she always has. Nagisa was quite impressed that she's is following her lesson schedule to the dot and not even a single minute of student disorder or misconduct. Perhaps Mrs Blade really was considered a nice and favourable teacher over certain ones, despite teaching what was considered to be controversial and frowned upon in today's society.

As he continued listening, something through her teachings seemed to surprise him. When one of the students would talk about deep profound questions on trying to comprehend a certain religious faith, or how the people of that faith would cope with the World, Mrs Blade would answer without any hesitation, and not just using knowledgeable material from what she had studied in College or the texts itself, but also through her memories and experience when meeting with others.

'Strange,' He thought to himself. He swore that going through her lesson plan together at recess, he shouldn't have any sort of surprise or doubt in her plans, especially during her. So why is Mrs Blade 'speaking from experience' such a big surprise to him? Did he perhaps lose focus during her instructions because of that... Scream?

The sound of sobbing and sniffing can be heard amidst the black silence... Even the sound of tears colliding with the floor could be heard.

Nagisa snapped to attention.

"Hey, guys?" Nagisa turned to his Neighponese colleagues, who were busy sorting and reviewing the various Dorm applications from various CHS students.

"Yeah?" Kimura asked,

"Did you hear anyone crying?"

"No..." Yada stood up, "but if someone is, then we should find them straight away!" She looked around with concern, "but that being said... I can't hear any sobbing."

"Sorry then..." Nagisa apologized, "must be my imagination." And turned back to the speaking tube to be lost in wonder with the words of Mrs Blade. Once again, he thought back when Mrs Blade briefly talked about her 'experience' with people of the Solaric faith. It sounded very much true without any room for lies as he could discern. Perhaps... The reason why it was such a surprise to him was that teaching from experience reminds him of a very familiar teacher who did the same thing in his past, Korosensei.

Maybe that's why Thunderlane said she was like him because she was almost like Korosensei.

But then... The scream during recess... And the crying from a few seconds ago. His wavelengths of consciousness came so naturally to him that he was able to discern people from exchanging greetings. So could this sudden surge of screaming and crying... Come from Mrs Blade herself?

Actually, no... That should be left for after the exams. Ever since she first approached him, Mrs Blade was open to sharing her lesson information with him as part of the tutorship programme, something that all the other teachers did not do, as it was not an obligation. Could it be because such a controversial topic spurred her to obligation? Or was she that mindful in the beginning? There was also the concern of how she wants to be addressed too. Is she trying to get friendly? Or was she just concerned about her age? Regardless, whilst it wasn't the usual way of greeting and building trust in someone, Nagisa through it was a good idea to leave her be for now. Besides, school-related work and matters are beginning to pile up, and he should do his part as a co-manager of the Koro Gardens Dorm!

"Do you guys need any help?" Nagisa offered,

"Sure!" Yada excitingly nodded, thrusting a set of applications to him, "Just review this and make sure everything mandatory has been written down. If there is not, then make a note and let the responsible student know by Email."

"Understood Yada," Nagisa smiled as he spread the applications on his own desk. As he read the names, there were some that he was familiar with:

Zephyr Breeze: Fluttershy's Younger Brother, apparently a big concern of the Shy family for being a quitter and slacker. He hasn't seen him with his own eyes yet so he can't tell whether it was true or not.

Kimono: A student that has been attending the Special Tutorship Programme. She's also part-Neighponese from the looks of her details. From discerning her, she seemed to be quite confident in her studies and exams and came along because her twin brother Obi did. However, that confidence turned out to be quite excessive according to Forsythe's mock exam.

Obi: Kimono's Twin Fraternal Brother. Also part-Neighponese. From discerning him, it seems that Obi was quite worried about his exams and was determined to join the Special Tutorship Programme in order to alleviate that, dragging Kimono along. Turns out the worrisome brother does a little bit better than his confident sister from the two mock exams... A little bit.

Burning Heart: Another student who is currently attending the Special Tutorship Programme. She doesn't seem to be the talkative type during tutor class and just does her work without guidance from any teacher. From discerning her, she's a very disciplined and refined girl who focuses a lot on her spirituality and tradition, but there were rumours when her hair or clothes would seem to have caught ablaze one time when she got into a heated argument with her friends... Over petty things too such as music or certain topics in Equestrian pop culture.

Thunderlane: The third student to join the Special Tutorship Club and plenty is known about him already. Probably trying to get away from his authoritative parents... Or perhaps Helicopter Parents to that extent?

Roseluck: Ninth student of the Special Tutorship Club. She's quite knowledgeable on roses, and will normally hang out with her two friends Daisy and Lily Valley. That being said, there is some mystery that surrounds her, and from Nagisa's gut instinct, something sharp and prickly, as if there's some sort of hidden side within her... Must be because of that time during weapons training before Windcaller.

Soarin: Fourth student of the Special Tutorship Club. He's a Foward of the Wonderbolts and a very easy going and guy who doesn't sweat the small things. He's quite popular with the ladies, though the girls were sensible enough not to show it whenever he walks by but definitely mentioned in conversations between girls. He also has a job in Street Orientia. Though with that amount of info he gathered on him, there's nothing that he seemed rather 'devoted' to... Then again, one could say he was really wanting to join this club to improve on his studies and accepting to wield and perform something dangerous... He would do anything to keep it together.

Fleetfoot: Fifth student of the Special Tutorship Club. Wonderbolts Defender, and a girl who seems to have grown in enthusiasm and inclusion in plenty of activities for the club, especially when she came along just so she could improve on her grades. She seems determined to expand her comfort zone outside her strong points, but still has a little bit of anxiety when it comes to comparing her strong points and comfort zone to the large world.

And then there were two names that seemed rather new to him...

"Hey, guys?" Nagisa asked loudly, "Gloriosa Daisy and Timber Spruce. Are they new students like Zephyr?"

"I asked Vice-Principal Luna about that." Yada answered in the same volume, "they are siblings that'll start attending the school after the exam period with Zephyr. Apparently, they're responsible for running Camp Everfree. You know, that camp that a majority of the CHS students raised funds for to attend? Looks like they've got good hands to run the camp so they can focus on their academic studies."

"Well," Kimura stood up and stretched his body a little, "I'm going to go prepare the backyard for the Beep Test. Catch you guys later?"

"We'll be right behind you," Yada replied with a thumbs up and a wink.

After School afternoon 5pm, Special Tutorship Programme 2nd Hour, Koro Gardens Dorm.

Mrs Blade, as promised, let the students out early for the Beep Test, with a lot of faith in her students and teachers. Those who decided to wear their PE uniform to the Programme had time to stretch, drink some fluids, and keep themselves warm for the sudden drop in temperature; Others who didn't quickly used the time to change into their PE uniform in the upper bathrooms above as instructed. All met in the backyard of the Koro Gardens Dorm.

"Okay, everyone." Kimura instructed, "for those who have done this before, welcome back. Those who are new to it, welcome to the Multi-stage fitness test, or what is commonly known as the Beep Test. As you can see..." He pointed to two lanes of cones placed 15 meters apart from each other on the concrete surface of the back porch, "the objective is to run to one end before the upcoming 'beep'. This is a test of estimating the endurance and aerobic capacity of individuals and is frequently used by various police, military, and sports organizations around the world. In the context of school, however, you will be graded by how well you do, compared to your personal details. But the simple thing for all is the longer you stay in this test, the higher your grade. Sound simple?"

The class nodded.

"Well good, because doing it practically will be a very tough trial. Not only will this test your current physical strength, but your mental one too."

"How does it work?" Vinyl raised her hand,

"The beep test is measured in 'levels' and within each level, a set of 'laps'. On that lap is your objective to get to the other side before the time runs out." Kimura answered, "Every start of a lap will be signalled with a 'beep' which is your cue to make your way to the opposite line of cones and complete that lap. You must do this before the next 'beep' comes."

"Got it." Vinyl nodded in satisfaction.

"With every increasing level, the amount of time to get from one side to another will decrease, meaning you have to complete your lap faster. Each one of you will be given one chance, should you fail to complete your lap before the beep. If you fail to complete your lap a second time, that means your test is finished. The level and lap that you have fully completed will be your final score, not the lap and level that you got out in. Ms Yada, Mr Shiota, Mrs Blade and I will be watching very closely into making sure that you have crossed the line. Of course, we trust that you will have the honesty to step out when you know you cannot make it."

"Sounding very militant again Coach Justice!" Rainbow chuckled,

"Well, what would you expect?" Kimura shrugged, "you know how I was raised. Anyways, now comes my personal tip for you. The best way to get through this is knowing your strengths and limits. Try and anticipate the beep and how you can get to one side without conserving your energy, or just missing your lap. Focus is essential." He gazed at the students with a face of Iron Will and focus as a demonstration. Until he looked at a certain Purple Student.

"Twilight?" Kimura spoke with concern,

"Y-Yeah?" Twilight nervously chuckled, her face displaying quite a red blush.

"You... You seem rather nervous... And not in an anxious way either. Did something happen during the Religious Studies session that made you so... Embarrassed?" The students began giggling and chuckling.

"I thought you'd know," Fluttershy explained with a small laugh, "we overheard you through the speaking tubes regarding dorm applications. Your two unfamiliar names are very much familiar with a majority of us that went camping at Camp Everfree. It's so amazing to hear that the two of them are coming to CHS to study!"

"And one of us 'ere," Applejack added, "jus' so happens to be lovey-dovey with Timber!!!"

"Stop it, you guys!" Twilight snapped, her face completely red, "I'm trying to focus here!!!"

"Nagisa..." Kimura turned to face his little colleague in rising frustration,

"S-Sorry!" Nagisa bowed in guilt, "me and my clumsy vocal chords! I should have closed the tube!"

"I'm sorry that you had to get distracted Twilight. Though it is great to hear that people familiar to you are coming here soon, this is not the time for laughs and joy. All of us will need to remain focused on this practice."

"No worries sir," Twilight responded, shaking away her bashfulness. "I'm ready to go."

"Now here's how we're going to do this." Kimura instructed, "As the entire test is run by audio, I will let you listen to how the first two levels play out. As you listen, I highly recommend you to try and get from one place to another so you can understand how this works. Remember, you need to be wary of the beep and the amount of time you need to get there. I can tell you that the 1st level's time limit is about 8 seconds and 47 milliseconds for each lap. Further levels will be less than that. Now before we begin, do we have any questions?"

"Yes!!!" Pinkie raised her hand, "what if we complete the entire test?"

"Full marks, with that sort of result telling the school that you have really great potential to participate in the World Games!" Kimura answered, "that being said, if you can get through all 21 fitness levels, not to mention that later levels will also have more laps within them, then you complete it!"

The students gulped,

"I can see you swallowing nervously." Kimura answered, "like I said, a test of endurance. Are you able to maintain and adapt your body and pace as much as you can? That's what we'll be finding out. Please line yourselves up on the closest lane of cones." As the students did so, some talked to themselves or with others, wondering on how this test will go and what plan they have in mind.

"Say," Sunset asked as she readied herself behind the line. "Has anyone of us done this before?"

"I found that some schools in New Mare use this test as an exam." Cheerilee answered, "what's inside though is new to me."

"If it's conserving your energy as much as you can, then it should be easy for us!!!" Cloudchaser laughed, "right Thunderlane?"

"Yeah. The amount of time for the first level to complete a lap won't cause a sweat here." Thunderlane answered, "In fact, you can even make it by power walking!"

"Everyone ready?" Kimura called out as he pulled out a stereo, and attached a cord protruding from its behind into the headphone jack of his phone. "This is the practice round." And on his phone, he pulled up the audio for the mentioned test, and pressed 'Play'.

"The Multi-Stage Fitness Test will start in 5 seconds." A recorded voice of a man announced, "Get Ready..."

Some of the students bent their legs like they were ready to run, like Cheerilee, Sunset, and Noteworthy (Pinkie went further by placing her hands on the ground like a 100m athlete, while shaking her butt for the boys to see). Others like Thunderlane, Cloudchaser, Flitter, Fleetfoot, and Flash stood normally, though ready to move. The only thing common for all students was the anticipation and patience for that Beep.

*Boop, Boop, Beep!*

"Start Level 1-1."

Pinkie made a mad dash towards the other side, the first to reach the end. Following behind her in leaping strides were Obi, Rainbow, Applejack, Fluttershy, Roseluck, and Neon. Sunset, Twilight, Cheerilee, Burning, Noteworthy, Kimono, Carrot, Big Mac, Redheart, Vinyl, and Flitter made their way in time via power walking. Flash, Thunderlane, Cloudchaser, the three Wonderbolts, and Rarity were the last to cross the line by simply walking. About five seconds had passed before the second beep.

"Level 1-2." Learning from the first run, the students who ran ahead decided to slow their pace down to power walking. And began to understand the importance of conserving energy for later stages.

"Level 1-3." From there on, even Pinkie began to slow down a little, though instead of just regular walking, she just hopped along. This continued for the remaining 5 laps where all students managed to complete their laps without using any energy until the familiar triple beep sounded.

*Boop, Boop, Beep!*

"Start Level 2-1." The recording spoke. This time, some of the students from before decided to quicken their pace a little, just so they were able to prepare for the oncoming beep which was known to come a bit faster. Some were able to detect the change, others thought that they could have saved more energy. Regardless, none had any problems as they cleared the 2nd level, to which Kimura stopped the audio.

"Now... Do you get the hang of it?" Kimura asked everyone, to which they nodded.

"Right, the real practice will begin in a minute. Take that time to stretch or get more water from our supervising teachers. Don't be fooled into thinking this is a race on who will get to the other side first, Pinkie..."

The cheerful girl responded sticking her tongue out. Her classmates facepalmed. That sort of gesture was supposed to be between those of the same age... Not to those who are older than you! Kimura shrugged, knowing that this sort of behaviour was Pinkie's. That being said, he'll won't let this go unpunished...

"Okay then, break time's over." Kimura clapped, "Back on the line." The students sighed at their classmate's antics as they got back onto the line.

"Now this is the actual mock test of what is to be your Practical exam," Kimura announced, resetting the audio. "Good luck to all." And started it.

"The Multi-Stage Fitness Test will start in 5 seconds. Get ready..." The recorded voice spoke again. This time, all the students had their face filled with focus...

*Boop, Boop, Beep!*

"Start Level 1-1."

The 25 students calmly walked the 15 meters with plenty of time to spare.

*Boop*... "Level 1-2"

The students walked back to where they began with time to spare once again. Thanks to their practice listening, each student was able to individually set their speed to optimally preserve or regain some energy, and complete their goal. No one was concerned for the rest of the level.

*Boop, Boop, Beep!*... "Start Level 2-1."

The students this time knew that despite the change in time in order to make it across, it was still enough time for them to walk, and so they too completed the 8 laps of the Second level.

*Boop, Boop, Beep!*... "Start Level 3-1."

Now the students were venturing into uncharted territory once again. Just like before, some students changed their pace in the hopes that it would meet the time shortage that the level brings. Kimura and the rest of the teachers noted, however, that some of the students had their faces of focus replaced... With faces of anxiety. Despite that, no one fell short of the line for the rest of the level.

*Boop, Boop, Beep!*... "Start Level 4-1."

Now some of the most confident students such as the athletes of the group were beginning to quicken their pace into a powerwalk. And for those who haven't done a lot of physical activity, fatigue began to wrap itself around their calf and ankle muscles. The exhaustion was telling them to stop, but knowing that if they stop, they lose, and throughout the test's progression, they had to go faster.

"This is getting tough..." Rarity mumbled to herself,

"Oops! Shouldn't have run from the beginning," Pinkie laughed to herself as she took deep breaths.

"Wow... These chumps won't even last in parkour..." Thunderlane observed.

"Huh, so this is what it would feel like when running from one end of the pitch to another is taken into an examinable scale." Spitfire shrugged,

*Boop* "Level 4-7."

The students began to lose their form, their legs quivered and shook. After running back and forth so many times, they were beginning to fall behind.

"Argh..." Fluttershy grumbled as she panted. She can't give up... Not yet...

"Need... To conserve... my stamina!" Twilight coughed,

*Boop* "Level 4-8."

"Hnnnngh!!!" Pinkie growled as she skipped her way towards the end as fast as she could.

"Looks like you're tiring out Rainbow," Applejack puffed as she kept her pace steady,

"Me? Hah! I should be saying that to you!" Rainbow smirked back, upping her velocity. Though both were sweating profusely.

"Bicker later you two!" Flash frustratingly looked at them as he mumbled to himself. Of course, the two girls unable to hear him. "you waste stamina by even looking at each other let alone talking!!!"

"Phwah... At least this Level is over. I guess that's another increase in confidence, perseverance, and marks." Sunset sighed in relief as she made the line in time.

*Boop*

"!?!?" Three-fifths of the student group performed a double-take.

"Level 4-9."

Sunset lurched forward in a bad surprise, as did others. To think that Kimura's warning of extra laps within later levels would happen so soon... But she still kept confident and recovered to her usual pace, which was enough to finish this sudden lap.

*Boop, Boop, Beep!*... "Start Level 5-1."

Taking yet another sigh of relief as she picked up her exhausting pace once again, she made a mental note for herself... Be wary of these extra laps, and never get too complacent. Perhaps she can look up what the Beep Test entails from the Library or Computer Lab...

"Level 5-2"

Everyone has now changed into a running stance, and many of the students began falling behind. Everyone made it across the line with as much energy left to spare, until...

*Boop*

"Crap!" Noteworthy heard the beep while one foot away from the line. He failed to make it in time!!! Oh no... This is NOT good!

"Level 5-3"

He was dreading that the others who made it would be looking at him for not making it in time... But that was not the case. Instead, the moment the beep happened, the students paid no attention to him and began running as fast as they could, while using minimal energy at the same time, to the other side. Noteworthy took heed of that and made sure to finish his lap before catching up as much as he could.

*Boop* "Level 5-7"

"Oh no!" Redheart muttered under her breath. She was the next person that failed to finish her lap. Even so... She can't dwell so much on it... She needs to keep going until she drops!

"Level 5-9"

After those nine laps, about half of the group had failed to finish a single lap once. The only ones that still haven't lost a lap were the currently athletic ones of the 25 students, which included Flash. Even so, the athletes themselves were getting very tired.

*Boop, Boop, Beep!*... "Start Level 6-1."

Everyone was at their limits, their faces filled with pain and sweat, their bodies breathing in pain. They realized that such a challenging test was definitely not one to accomplish, but a test to see how far they could go before they drop. And that's when it began, one by one...

*Boop* "Level 6-3."

The first student to drop out realized their failure to finish under the allotted time. It was over for them.

"Argh..." Neon Lights grumbled as he finished what stride he had left and out of the field towards the teachers.

"Don't be discouraged Neon." Kimura comforted as he signalled to the teachers to record his results. "The Beep Test is more of a measurement than a challenge. It's a big challenge to complete it. I'll explain to everyone what this will entail in the real thing once everyone is out." He passed a cup filled with a sports drink to him. "Stretch, find a place to rest and drink up. You've done well."

*Boop* "Level 6-4"

"No..." Twilight dropped out next.

*Boop* "Level 6-5"

"Argh!" A sweaty Rarity growled in frustration after failing to make the line. Redheart also dropped out too but decided to take the loss with silence.

*Boop* "Level 6-6"

Half the number of laps in the 6th Level were the end for a number of the participating students. For 2 laps, a single student was out; For 3 laps, two students were out at the same time. During that level, the athletic bunch finally hit their limits, and three of them: Flash, Soarin, and Flitter, failed to complete a lap. The only ones who still had an 'extra life' were Thunderlane, Spitfire, Rainbow Dash, Fleetfoot, and Cloudchaser. The five students tried to keep their wits and energy about them as they trudge through 10 laps of beeps that got closer and closer to each other.

*Boop*... "Level 7-3." (17 Students remain)

"Gawk!" Pinkie mistimed her landing and fell to her knees, her face covered with sweat, her eyes wide and dry, and her hair completely deflated. "Need... Air... Water... And something sweet..."

"Damn..." Noteworthy swore under his breath as his legs were unable to carry him through against the diminishing time limit. He pondered on what had happened back then and what he could have done as he and Pinkie left the field for some much-needed recovery.

*Boop*... "Level 7-6" (12 Students remain)

"Dangit..." Applejack moped as she was unable to keep her pace any longer as her Rainbow-haired rival continued running forward as the beep caught up to her.

"Don't worry," Big Macintosh came up to her, "this ain't the real exam yet. But..." He tapped his nose, "think ya learned somethin'?"

"Alright then..." Applejack moped, "this ain't a head-to-head showdown. Just focus on yer own proper pace."

*Boop*... "Level 7-9" (9 students remain)

And just like that, the number of 25 students has been reduced to 9, where the majority of that small bunch are the athletic ones, or at least those who had a high aerobic capacity. The only two in the fray that wasn't considered 'athletic' were Flash and Carrot Top. The 16 exhausted students watched the remaining, red-faced runners with caution, wondering what they could take from them to find a way to survive longer while sipping (or gulping down) their sports drinks.

"Argh... This sort of training could be used in military camp!" Flash muttered to himself, "I can't feel my legs anymore... Even so... I'll continue till I am forced to!!!"

"To think that... Dad's bizarre ways of tilling the ground and Mom's energetic strategies of watering and harvesting the carrot field... Not to mention doing so when the weather gets crazy at times... It really helps!" Carrot grumbled.

*Boop*... "Level 7-10."

"*pant* *pant* *pant*" Soarin breathed as deep and slow as he could, matching the duration of his heavily pulsing chest. Feeling like he overextended his stamina, he wanted to take a knee to get a lot of it back, but with the shrinking of the beep came the shrinking of valuable rest time, and that he needed to prepare for the next beep. However, he noticed that two buddies of his Wonderbolt colleagues had fallen short of the line: Rainbow Dash and Spitfire, who was just as exhausted and tired as he was. He needed water!

*Boop*... "Level 8-3." (7 students remain)

"*Cough* *Cough*"

The two non-athletes walked out of the testing ground, having severe coughing fits from such a long-winded yet intense test, but with the thought of finally being able to have their bodies rest. On this very lap, Cloudchaser and Fleetfoot missed their lap and were shafted by rules into the same predicament.

*Boop*... "Level 8-9" (1 student remains)

*Ba-bump* *Ba-bump* *Ba-bump* *Ba-bump*

The heart within Thunderlane's chest beat in rapid tempo that the runner himself could hear it whenever he made a mad frantic dash to one side or waiting on the line. To think he'd survive this long... Well. He trained his body and endurance around death-defying scenarios and situations as of the nature of Parkour. In fact, it's something that he did some research on, as well as fully committed to its training and especially discipline. No excuses, no complaints, no negativity. If someone in a training group completes a challenge, he and the rest of his team has to do it too. Train without food or water, embrace the cold like he's doing. Those skills are what makes him breathe, to feel alive and free himself from his parents ever since the half-way point of Primary School. It's the skills he can use to stay alive in this competitive world. It's the sort of training that was developed from military training and mixed with art, something that Flash himself can't handle currently.

No... He can still handle a little bit more... He had to use amounts of energy to think and create a path for him to run and climb. This sort of running back and forth is nothing...

Wait...

No... He needs to think... He needs to remember his limits... Be humble...

Thunderlane took another deep breath as he finished the lap. He's bound to complete this level, but he can't take any more for the next one. He'll lose his lap and drop out within that level...

*Boop* "Level 9-4"

"Thunderlane," Kimura called, "that's it for you."

"Holy Goddess!!!" Thunderlane painfully wobbled out of the field, "I can't feel my bloody legs anymore!!!"

"Huh..." Flash noted, "looks like you're changing."

"What the fuck do you mean Brad!?" Thunderlane retorted,

"Ah... It's nothing." Flash responded, averting his eyes.

"Well, I'll be pretty amazed... Aside from your bad language and attitude." Kimura whistled as he stopped the recording. "As a member of the Special Forces, I will say that according to the predictions behind the Beep Test, it nails what your expected levels are to be. Not to worry though, I'm sure you've learned a lot about how this works, as well as how to do well on the real thing."

The 25 students slouched or stood on the ground while drinking their drinks and wiping off their sweat in silence.

"Okay now listen up everyone," Kimura continued while passing a cup of water to Carrot who had just finished her drink, "as I have mentioned before, how well you do on the Beep Test depends on how many laps you can do according to your age and your body circumstances. If you want to get an A for your Practical, you're going to have to run pretty far than your average, and probably at least set a new Personal Best, especially you sports people. Because of your how your body characteristics are affected by your ongoing dedication to Sports, your tasks will be set at a higher level than the average student. After all, we're grading you on how much effort you can put in by pushing past YOUR OWN physical limits, while also taking characteristics that hamper your ability into consideration. Is that fair?"

The athletic students looked at each other and nodded in agreement. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that.

"Keep in mind that all of you can be able to practice or 'revise' for the Beep Test during the Weekend should you need it. Should you wish to do it... You can find the audio file on YouTube, and you can easily set up the 15m track anywhere on any open spot like the park or an open court. Plus, you can find information about the Beep Test can be found on any Search Engine. Just look up the 'Multi-Step Fitness Test', and you'll find all the information you need such as the estimated time on each level. Just so you can improve and practice your anticipation and pace skills with theory." Kimura continued, "anything else?"

"Yeah..." Neon raised his hands, "what else can we do aside from practice in preparation for the beep test?"

"Three things. One, focus on your own sights. When you're on the track and making a mad dash towards the goal, never take the time to look at others. Otherwise, you'll slow down and waste energy. Don't let the performance of others overshadow your own. Two, focus on breathing deeply. It's the most important thing you've got while running, swimming or cycling. Three. Don't give up or lose any hope. While this test measures your aerobic capacity, it doesn't measure whether you give up early or not. This test WILL involve you to use every ounce of your strength. And between you and me as one who puts his life forward for the sake of National Security... Giving it your all whether physical, mental, or whatever skill or boldness you have can be the fine line between life and death. Understand?"

"Y-Yes sir," Neon saluted, "I understand."

"You won't have to worry about life or death in this test unless you're very conscious about your grades. We'll be there to help you up once you've hit your limits." Kimura comforted, "thank you, everyone, for coming to take the practice test. It shows the amount of dedication that you wish to achieve in this exam, whether you like it or not. For that, I praise you. Now, the test has ended. Feel free to get changed and get ready to go home when the time comes. And remember, the showers are available for all of you to use."

"Ooh! Ooh!" Pinkie raised her hand, "C-Can we use the big bathtub!?"

"Sorry about that," Kimura apologized, "sadly, we've decided to reserve the large bath for when the dorm officially opens, and that there will be a schedule behind on who can use it. Unless you don't mind showering with boys."

"Hmm..." Pinkie gave a big cheeky grin, "surely the boys won't mind!"

"I do if it's you dammit!" Thunderlane snapped,

The time of rigorous activity transitioned to a time of calm, relaxation and rejuvenation. The sound of running water among the showers echoed from the upper floors as many students calmly walked up and down the stairs and in and out of some rooms.

"Thanks for helping Mrs Blade," Kimura thanked, "safe trip back home!"

"No problem." Mrs Blade laughed as she had her things packed up and ready to leave. "I'll see you Tomorrow evening!"

"Wow," Carrot watched as she sat in the living room with Roseluck and Kimono, "Coach Justice really is straight to the point on lots of topics. I guess he really doesn't mince his words after all!"

"Well, all the sports lessons with him were pretty tough and exhausting, but it was certainly fun. That being said, he seems to make sure everyone's not fully worked to the bone!" Kimono added,

"You got to hand it to him," Roseluck concluded. "Coach Justice put a lot of effort into making all this practice Beep Test of his, not to mention the numerous drinks he provided for our recovery. We'd never see that sort of thing in the actual test for next week."

"That was probably Ms Yada's doing." Kimono continued, "but I think that makes it even better. Though Ms Yada is the substitute for various classes, and Coach Justice is focused on PE, they actually work so well together they might as well be a couple!"

"You know, I actually like that!" Roseluck agreed, "Ms Yada's mature and caring as if she treats everyone like her little siblings who are happy to listen and join in their discussions, while Coach Justice is strict and disciplining to others, but in a way that he cares when someone gets injured too! It sounds like they have opposites in personality, but together they would make a really caring couple and family!"

"Well, what can I say?" Yada jumped in, "we're both quite attached to our respective families in our own special ways! Did you know that Coach ended up with his 'Justice' name due to his parents?"

"Oh really? Wow! You got to tell us more!" Carrot beamed, eager to hear more about their Special Forces Coach.

"Wow," Nagisa laughed as the two male teachers overheard the girls, "Looks like the students are REALLY interested in you now."

"Good Grief..." Kimura moaned, "Whilst that much is true, I'm starting to be mentioned alongside Yada in the potential of that sort of relationship!"

"What's the problem with that?" Nagisa replied, "Chiba and Hayami have been dating ever since we finished Junior High, though I have to wonder why they're still doing this after 10 years... Anyway, Isaogai and Kataoka began dating last year, Sugino's personally keeping in touch with Kanzaki despite being in Equestria, Muramatsu and Hazama are getting along, and so is Yoshida with Hara. Heck, even Okajima is constantly asking Kurahashi to officially be a couple! A majority of our former E Class are beginning to have feelings with each other or even exploring those feelings together. So what is your problem if people find a romantic connection between you and Yada?"

"You know my actual job of being a member of the Special Forces? One day at work may be our last on this World. How painful would it be for my hypothetical wife and children?"

"I understand your concern." Nagisa nodded, "the life of a law enforcer like your mom and dad, or a Government agent like Mr Karasuma and Professor Bitch isn't exactly a long-lasting or peaceful one. However, both decided to risk it and end up together for life. If they didn't... I probably wouldn't be talking to you right now, and the world would have been destroyed if you didn't exist."

"I get it, I'm too devoted to my job, I know." Kimura nodded with regret, "maybe I'm just not thinking of settling down and bringing up a family together with the one I love... Or if I can, that is."

"Yeah, that sounds more like it..." Nagisa comforted before he himself made a frown, "... I understand that too."

"You are amazing Thunderlane!" Soarin complimented from within his shower cubicle as he and the boys of the Special Tutorship Club were in the male bathroom cleansing themselves. "You've got the highest stamina out of all of us! Are you sure you're not interested in joining a sport? The track and field team could use someone like you!"

"Parkour's tough on the muscles and mind," Thunderlane answered while wiping down his sweaty self with a towel, refusing to take a shower. "And now that I think about it, running back and forth actually reminded me of when I was still in a parkour group, training and being disciplined in a pack. No other sport is to my liking but Parkour."

"It's quite a surprise that we're learning about this now, rather than when we first met in the club and introducing ourselves." Flash answered from his shower cubicle, "maybe you should have opened up with us a bit more!"

"But to be fair... You never spoke to us 'bout bein' in the Military." Big Mac pointed out, also cleaning himself in a shower cubicle. "Granted, ah guess it could sound more dangerous than cool..."

"I thought my entire Ninja schtick back in the presentation would raise a few pointers about my Physical ability. But hey, what's said has been said, and we've been going through lots as a group that I'm happy to share any sort of news about me." Thudnerlane answered. "As long as I'm in a good mood that is."

"Yes," Noteworthy nodded, who was drying himself off while finishing off his shower and leaving the cubicle. "Perhaps joining the club was the best choice after all. At least I won't see you in a negative image anymore."

"Meh, if they can't tolerate me at my worst, they don't deserve my best." Thunderlane shrugged, "now what about you Mr Pirate. You wanna share something regarding the eye of yours?"

"I'm afraid not." Noteworthy adamantly shook his head as he got dressed in his clean casual clothes. "That sort of information is much more personal than one's hobbies."

"Aight then, I won't poke any further. Still a disappointment though." Thunderlane moaned,

"What about you Soarin?" Big Mac answered, "ya got anythin' interesting aside from bein' part of the Wonderbolts and a worker at Street Orientia?"

"Well," Soarin chuckled, "since it's you guys, I guess I can share a little bit more information. I went through my Primary Education through a different school, and well... It's actually the start of how I got so popular with the girls and guys. You know, the stereotypical popular jock?"

"You must have started playing soccer at a young age then, to be a hit with the chicks." Thunderlane complimented.

"Actually soccer wasn't my first sport at all, nor was it the sport that would get you so popular in that Junior School. Rather, it was my practice, as well as demonstration, of Martial Arts, that got me popular then."

The others (except Flash) dropped their jaws in astonishment.

"Well, that's another surprise!" Big Mac spoke out.

"But as much as I'd like talking with you guys." Soarin stepped out of the showers and got to changing clothes, "we still have exams to prepare for the weekend, and I'd like to get home and get started with it as soon as possible. Catch you guys later?"

"Sure. Same here." Thunderlane stood up and left the changing room. "Catch ya on Monday." Thunderlane waved good-bye.

"Take care partner." Big Mac called out.

"Till we meet again," Noteworthy replied.

"Hey, Brad? No good-byes?" Thunderlane paused, noticing that the boy with the shield-bearing cutie mark had not said a thing.

"Oh? Sorry... See you later Thunderlane." Flash answered back. As he heard Thunderlane leave, he returned to what he was doing before Thunderlane called his name: Standing and staring blankly at the direction of Soarin's silhouette, completely unfazed by the hot water pouring down the back of his hair and neck.

"Soarin... So you still remember..." Flash thought to himself.

Author's Note

Beep Test Results and other notices (by Masayoshi Kimura):

The grade is based on the students' age, the number of laps, body structure and amount of physical activity seen during P.E Classes. The passing grade for a normal average student (both genders) will be between 6-1 and 6-10. However, each individual student's pass mark will vary. Further information such as student concerns and considerations will be discussed when these practice results are brought in to the P.E. Department.

Student - Final Score (Level. Lap) (Rankings are JUST for reference!!!)

Fluttershy - 7.3
Flash Sentry - 8.1
Thunderlane - 9.2 (Rank 1)
Soarin - 8.5
Fleetfoot - 8.6 (Rank 3 Tied with Cloudchaser)

Cloudchaser - 8.6 (Rank 3 Tied with Fleetfoot)
Flitter - 8.3
Nurse Redheart - 6.3
Roseluck - 7.7
Big Macintosh - 7.4
Pinkie Pie - 7.1

Noteworthy - 7.1
Cheerilee - 6.5

Twilight Sparkle - 6.2
Sunset Shimmer - 7.2
Rainbow Dash - 8.5
Rarity - 6.3
Applejack - 7.4

Spitfire - 8.7 (Rank 2)
Carrot Top - 8.1
Kimono - 6.9
Obi - 6.9
Neon Lights - 6.1
Vinyl Scratch - 6.5
Burning Heart - 7.2

Week 5 Saturday: An Assassin's Saturday (N. Shiota)

Nagisa's POV

You know, I really value the times when I don't have to wake up so early to get to school first thing, even though my newest home is arguably closer than where Thunderlane lives. Not to mention that the bicycle route is clear of any traffic at that time, making travel time less than 5 minutes.

Then again, I've arranged a meeting with the teachers tonight back at our manor, so I need to make sure I had to get all my personal and shared objectives done. My note-taking and observing that I usually do with my students help with writing to-do lists for today and other days.

To-Do List for today

(1) Unpack items,
(2) Set up the meeting for tonight,
(3) Go Shopping,

Well, I figured what I can do for this morning. Thank goodness I don't have any marking to do for now.

After I got myself a cup of water, it's time to unpack. I reached for the cardboard box closest to me and began taking out its contents. The box was labelled 'important things' so I'm pretty sure I know what was inside. First things were my Neighponese passport and my Equestrian Working Permit. Those are very important for me since it simply allows me to travel and live in Equestria let alone be employed. It's a complicated thing to sign up for, but it's for an orderly manner, something I understand and respect. I placed it in a drawer of my desks and locked it up.

The second wave was the personal things I had for myself. The cloth that displays the image of my Cutie Mark from Sunset, framed and protected, as well as a small cash box that contains my emergency funds. Thankfully, I didn't have to pull from this box after what I've been through.

Now the third wave were items dear to me. Item one was a large photo book consisting of the story of my life from a child, through Junior High School, to where I am today. It contains the picture of my parents, my friends at Kunugigaoka Junior High, and the very picture that was tied everything important in my life together, my teacher Korosensei. He was responsible for the Permanent Crescent Moon orbiting our World. He was responsible for teaching Class 3-E and keeping a promise. He was responsible for bringing my Mom and Dad back together again. And he was responsible for what it means to be a teacher. I'm sure that like Paradise High School, I'll be adding photos with the teachers and students of CHS.

Which comes to the second item. Kept neatly wrapped in a box was the torn, but still distinct, Crescent Moon tie belonging to Korosensei. Aside from his personally written yearbooks for Class 3-E and the Old Campus, this was another memento I held dear to my heart. Knowing Korosensei, he'd want me to wear this tie proudly upon my shirt if he saw me right now, but I know that most students and the teachers will not be able to see the importance of this tie and define it as a rubbish and dirty tie that needs fixing or disposing of. Even so, this still is important to me so maybe I should get this fixed if I want to wear this. Rarity could fix it free of charge, but the cutie mark makeover for most of my clothes probably expended that freebie card.

And just as it happened, a rather interesting jingle played on my Laptop. There was a pop-up displaying a chibi, lilac-haired girl; Holding what appears to be a phone with a tab below demanding the viewer to pick it up.

There's no mistaking who this girl is. Clicking on the 'receive' button, the pop-up altered my entire screen to become a display for that Lilac-haired, blue-eyed, warm beige coloured woman floating in a digitised cyberspace full of yellow colours... Or should I say the Autonomous Intelligence Fixed Artillery (A.I.F.A)?

"Good Morning Nagisa!" The woman maturely spoke with a little giggle at the end. "How are you today?"

"Good Morning to you too Ritsu, I'm doing very well." I greeted back. I explained to the students before that one of my classmates of 3-E was an A.I. This is her in the pixels.

If you're ever wondering how we ended up with a rather futuristic technological weapon as a classmate from our time as teenagers, it all relates back to assassinating Korosensei. As her original name implies, Ritsu's role was to gather, process and integrate new information infinitely in order to successfully complete her assigned task. To put it simply, every time she fails taking down a target, she learns from it then tries again; Until her target is sucessfully assassinated. Korosensei was her first test subject, with our Junior High School being the proving ground. As if her specs already made her a smart assassin that won't give any breathing room, just imagine what it would be if a weapon like her would be used in defence or attack against a country.

But when you put Korosensei and the E Class into the equation, she went down a different upgrade path and identity; Less 'A.I.F.A', and more Ritsu. No longer staying in her 'Autonomous Intelligence Fixed Artillery' body of a robotic casing filled with advanced firearms, she began surfing through cyberspace making music and getting her mitts on whatever software she can upgrade herself with. Examples include new virtual clothes and whatnot to improve whatever she loves doing.

Another thing that she does is help her former classmates and friends whenever she can, like what she's been doing right now. She discovered the tentacles in Equestria, researched people who fought against me and the students, and kept an eye on people of interest like Kuro. Ritsu gathered information like I do with my students, and information was extremely important for an assassin.

"You know," Ritsu bent over, "I really like how the dorm is shaping up! Any student would be spoilt should they choose to board here!"

"Thanks, I'll give Yada your compliments," I replied. I also noticed that despite an A.I. having a rather... Long life, she's also chosen to upgrade herself with the feature of growing up physically alongside her classmates. Ten years later, she composed herself to be tall, mature, beautiful-looking, longer hair, dressed like a mature virtual idol, and those fine curves upon-- Alright Nagisa, get your mind together! No woman likes being stared at!

"So what are you calling for? Anything relating to our Kuro?"

"Not at the moment, I'm afraid." Ritsu shook her head in sadness, that emotion exaggerated with a colour change of her clothes, and the additions of those emotion symbols, that you see in cartoons and anime, on her face. "But..." She jumped back up, the colour of her clothes back to normal, "I found something really important that's just for you!" She pulled out an image of a burnt up building, "remember this place?"

My face dropped at the sight of my former housing, burnt to a crisp. Talk about how much I saved for it...

"I know that face Nagisa, cheer up!" Ritsu encouraged, "I've got even more things for it!" She then brought up a document on what seems to be a Police Report... With a picture of the apartment and its address!

"The Equestrian police did some investigating and concluded that what happened on Wednesday was noooo accident." Ritsu explained, "The forensics department managed to do their job and determined the cause to be arson!"

"I see, thanks for letting me know." Nagisa answered, "I assume that if we catch the person, I can push charges?"

"Oh, it's more than that." Ritsu answered, "they've managed to find the trail of the Arsonist, and you might be surprised on who it is!"

Once more, she showed another police report, this time of a criminal. This man had all his details such as his name, place of birth, known crimes, and Cutie Mark, as well as photos of his appearance in orange prison clothes. Wait a minute... That face... That size of the man's arm and hand... That rough looking face...

"Ritsu, isn't this the guy that I took down at my 'welcome back' party?" I asked, "that veteran robber known for committing many charges?"

"You are absolutely correct!" Ritsu nodded, "this man is known as Pressure Shaker, infamously known as Mr Shaker. He's committed crimes mainly in the form of robbery and thievery on anything that has money. Gas station, local bank, unlucky house, large money depository, even someone's credit card and a child's Piggy Bank. However, that's not what makes him the top of Canterlot's Wanted List. It's how he easily and mercilessly shakes the cops away from him, which leads to an endless string of further charges and crimes."

"That would explain his Cutie Mark," I answered; A picture of a green figure running towards an open door. It's the exit sign symbol that you see in almost every building or public vehicle: The exit route in a case of emergency. From what I can tell for him, he's able to find an emergency exit or an escape plan to lose any form of heat and threat. Like the Cutie Marks on Neighponese Idols, I've learned right here, right now, that these Cutie Marks would be perfect to understand and discern the strengths, weaknesses, beliefs, and secrets of my students and other teachers.

"I'd wager one of his methods would involve taking people hostage in order to force others to surrender." I added

"Remember what I said about an endless string?" Ritsu reminded me, "that's the collateral damage caused by his escape plans. Or maybe you haven't been doing any research on the crimes upon his criminal record."

"I was busy with many things at School, give me a break." I sighed, "besides. I'm sure he wasn't as dangerous as Windcaller."

"Nope, he's 3000% worse. Like holding people hostage, losing the heat in car chases, neither any assassin we've met nor an antimatter tentacle could ever hold a candle to what Mr Shake can do."

My eyes widened in realization, "no... Don't tell me he killed previous hostages before?"

Ritsu's clothes and background turned into an eerie grey. "This is why he's on top of Canterlot's wanted list." She spoke in a worried tone, "It doesn't matter to him if he'll bloody his hands. He wants a guaranteed method of escaping, not the forgiveness of those he wronged... I'll leave more files on his actions just so you can understand who he is, and what you're dealing with. I didn't come here just to give you pressure. There's some good news!"

"Then what good news do you have?" I asked as I took a swig of water just to cool myself down after hearing all about the man's crimes, "Aside from the chance of getting a big bounty?"

"While the reward for his capture is immense," Ritsu continued, her clothes and background changed back to normal once more, "the reasons on why he should be kept alive at all is better. This man has committed successful robberies, as well as some acceptable losses just so he can escape with what he has. He's stolen about I don't know..." Her clothes changed from idol into the clothes of a rich woman, and the background began raining coins. "20 Million in Equestrian Currency from what the reports say! And after all he's done, he's got 'Hell to pay'. Not even his soul will cut it either."

"Grk!" I spat out some of the water I drank. 20 Million? That's Blasphemy! Luck and skill combined into such a big payload!

"That's right Nagisa!" Ritsu winked, "even a small percentage of that is more than enough to cover everything that you lost, especially your apartment!"

"Wow. Thanks, I'll remember that Ritsu." I answered with sincere gratitude, "By the way, I'm curious. How did he get out of the prison?"

"I'm as baffled like you are." Ritsu answered, "apparently, the Police Report showed to have been given a 'pardon', not a bail, nor even given parole. He was just... Released!"

"That's awfully suspicious." I grumbled, "no one would just ever let him out of here unless someone had use of him. The first thing he does is try to burn my apartment... What is he planning to do? Kill me for revenge?"

"I don't know yet. But I'd be careful if I were you. I would heavily advise against taking down this person alone. You'll probably need to team up with Yada and Kimura, or even your students-in-training!"

"Thanks for the advice too," I laughed with concern, "but their exams are of top priority."

"Sure sure." Ritsu laughed, her clothes and background changed back to normal once more. "Suddenly, a pop-up of a rumbling phone appeared on the screen,

"Oh dear! That must be Takebayashi!" Ritsu looked at it, "but it's a good thing too because that's all I have to tell you! Good luck in getting your students through the exams!" She waved,

"Bye bye to you too Ritsu!" I waved back as she clicked on something that closed herself and her program, changing the image back to my Desktop screen with Ritsu's promised documents.

I value my friends and allies so much, as much as the values of a good teacher. And what I mean by a good teacher, it's not about how well they know their things regarding a certain subject, but it's their attitude and the connection between them that I found important, just as Korosensei did.

But I'd better finish up my unpacking first before I look through those files. There are later school files, offers of interest, oh. The Anti-Sensei Weapons too. I'll need to ask Kimura where I can hide these things. Or maybe he's done that already and is just waiting for me.

By the time I've finished half of my unpacking, it's nearly 12pm. That, as well as the rumbling in my stomach, means it's Lunchtime.

Yada and Masayoshi invited me to come with them to Canterlot Mall for Lunch together, and I respectfully turned it down. Sure, I know we're friends, but I needed the time to be alone for a while, and so should they. Those two came together, so I'd say they should stick together without me being the third wheel. Plus, Yada's going to put everything on my tab again, and Goddess knows I'm on a really strict budget.

So with them taking the Sedan, I took my Pedal Bike to Wagon Lane where the medium shopping complex, located quite close to the Dorm as shown to the students and Higher-ups last Friday, is located. This is aptly known as Canterlot Centre, one of many scattered around the regions of Canterlot. It's easy to tell that Canterlot Centre is owned and built by the same Shopping Centre Company responsible for Canterlot Mall.

Entering Air Conditioner-regulated temperatures of the building, I went through the directory stand to find the food court. As I made my way there, I could not shake the feeling of the man I've taken out last week, released without any form of observation, and that was enough to make me worry. Is he somehow linked to Kuro? Is that what I got for not choosing to get off his case? Well, whether it is or not, I still can't shake off the robber's feelings, true to his name. If he's all that Ritsu says, he can suceed in harming me or my students if we're not prepared.

"Monsieur Nagisa?"

I swallowed hard, not listening to the people and names around me. He knows I'm a teacher, he knew where I lived, and there's no doubt he knew that I was still alive. Thanks to today's technology, it is hard to keep your whereabouts safe. Like a torch, if you use it to light your way, it gives away your position as an open target. All of a sudden, there is nowhere that you can hide, rest, or be safe.

"Hey. Nagisa?"

And as Ritsu said. Taking on a man like him alone is risky and dangerous. I don't have a lot of information on him, but the same can't be said for me. After all, my name and my occupations (aside from being an assassin) are on social media for all to see. I might have given my target away. It's been a long time since I've ever fought someone out in the open, and it's been a long time since I've dealt with dangerous people too. Perhaps I really am more a teacher right now, my Assassin Skills, despite the Magic boost, has been getting rusty with lack of practice.

"Nagisa!" A voice from behind pushed through my eardrums and caused a flinching dent in my mental trail. Scared, I immediately turned around and grabbed this man's outstretched wrist with my left hand, and made sure he has no intention of ever harming me. I pulled him in front of me, tripped up his balance, and pushed him to the ground as my left-handed grip was kept upon his wrist.

"Who are you?" I growled in demand, "and how do you know my name?" I gripped the man's shoulder that was on his restrained arm and forcibly twisted his wrist.

"Clémence! Clémence! (Peace! Peace!)" The man below me howled in pain, tapping the ground in surrender with his free hand, "I come in peace!"

Wait a minute... That voice sounded familiar... And speaking in Prench? Oh no... This is worse than I thought. I immediately let go of my grip and offered a hand for him to get up, to which the man unsurprisingly accepted.

"Stupendous Nagisa!" The man propped himself up "Your strength is tremendous for one of small stature!". My spooked-out soul began to shrink... It really is him. I can tell from his Ashen colour and lanky body, but most importantly the mind who has nothing but far-fetched epics crusading in his head.

"F-Forsythe?" I asked, "is that you?"

"Aha!" Forsythe let go of my hand and lifted his palms to the air with joy, "Praise the heavens and Goddesses! You truly recognise me after that painful misunderstanding!"

"Look um..." I nervously peeked around me. Plenty of eyes looking at the two of us, "I'm really sorry for hurting you, but now you're dragging even more attention than just me harming you."

"Everyone!" Forsythe spoke to the crowd, "tis a misunderstanding! There is nothing to see!"

"That's not helping one bit." I sighed, "anyway once again I'm so sorry for doing that. I was a little bit weary of my surroundings today. Are you out for some lunch too?"

"Indeed." Forsythe nodded, "And I thought I would nourish myself with quick yet scrumptious meals!"

"I see, then I shouldn't bother you," I responded,

"Nagisa, please. What is the hurry? It is rare that we bump into Canterlot Centre outside of work. At times like this, I would invite you, friend or colleague, to dine with me!"

"A-Are you sure?" I asked.

"Nagisa, my trustworthy ally. You would never carry this sort of doubt on your students. Why should you differ from other teachers? Besides... I caught wind on what happened to your apartment. When your wealth is in a tight situation, I cannot stand idly by and offer my support through words. No. My support will be having lunch with you! As you are Neighponese, will you be alright with sushi?"

The moment I heard those words, my heart began beating heavily. My previous fear and worry have been swept away with a warm flood of joyful tears and fuzzy soft feeling. I mean, I harmed a colleague of mine by accident, and he still had the compassion and forgiveness to invite me out to lunch due to my own personal problems, and of everything that is divine, invites me to a restaurant that serves my absolute favourite food. One that I couldn't consume for the past 4 weeks.

"I don't deserve this! Thank you so much!!!" I bowed sixty degrees forward to show my deep reverence to him. I just... Argh! 4 weeks is such a long time! And I harmed the poor man treating me! "I promise to pay you back!"

"Once again there is no need!" Forsythe laughed, without showing any sense of awkwardness from my bowing. "It is what friends do!"

"Thank you!" I stood back up, my eyes bawling with tears as I followed him up the escalator to the second floor.

"いただきます! (Thank you for the meal!)" I placed my hands together with gratitude as I examined the rotating treasures before me. The combination of vinegar-soaked rice, raw or seared fish, vegetables of all colours, wrapped neatly with dried seaweed, and you've got one scrumptious mini-treat. It was Heaven.

But before I get carried away from eating, let's not forget the one who's treating me for Lunch. I asked him how much does he pay.

"Normally, I'd eat up to 50 bits worth, and I'm not intending on splitting the number of sushi between us. Go ahead and as much as 50 bits!" Forsythe answered,

"Got it," I responded, then took a look at the plate price. Total of 8-different coloured plates and from cheapest to expensive: Cyan, Purple, Green, Blue, Red, Silver (with patterns of reeds and wheat), and Black (with floral and leaf patterns of gold). Starting at 2.50 for Cyan, every level increases by 50 cents, so Purple Plate Sushi costs 3 bits, Green 3.50, and so on.

But for someone like me. No matter the price, no matter the style, and no matter what sushi was considered high or low-class in society, I love them all. So I started off by reaching for the Cyan-Plate Cucumber roll. Easy to prepare and immensely fresh and crunchy! I could feel the crisp, cool crunchiness of the cucumber, blending nicely with the dryness of the rice and seaweed. An overwhelming sense of refreshment swept over me as if the winds were snaking around my body: Simply refreshing!

The next plate I took was purple in colour and housed yet another popular sushi, Salmon. Whilst there exists a roll version like the cucumber, the type you normally see in sushi restaurants puts the fish itself into the spotlight. With its big juicy slice, you can savour what the natural fresh taste of fish is like when raw. All that savoury, juicy, softness of the fish were all packed within that firm, refrigerated exterior, that gushes forth to meet your taste buds as you bite into it. Such a melting moment in my mouth causes me to melt with such joy and deliciousness.

My third target was another plate higher, a green one. What is it? It's the Californeigha Roll! This one was uncharted territory for me. With the traditional maki designed turned inside-out, with an assortment of seafood and vegetables tightly wrapped around it with dried seaweed, which in itself was wrapped with a layer of rice, and sprinkled with flying fish roe! As I popped the entire thing into my mouth, I was pelted with an assortment of flavours and feelings. The salty taste and popping texture of the roe with every bite, the smooth and creamy avocado, the cool and crunchy cucumber, the soft and sweet tamago egg, and the soft yet stringy crab meat! This sensation brought back the memories of the time during that Oakinawa Island Vacation. Whilst at that time we were focusing on assassinating Korosensei, we couldn't forget the joyful and fun activities other than assassination. Enjoying and exploring the beach on a sun-blessed day, or a wave-crashing night. Which then brings back the memory of Korosensei and his neverending-love for food. I guess we can share that same bliss.

"I'm glad to see you revelling in paradise!" Forsythe laughed as he watched me go through that bliss.

"Oh! Sorry!" I turned around and apologised, "was I being too distracting to you?"

"Not at all Nagisa!" Forsythe responded. "It's not as distracting as one of the employers here, and thank goodness that she has not made her presence known today." A wave of uneasiness fizzled through his spine and body. Okay then, a note for later that a female employee has something that Forsythe is very worried about.

Actually, now that I look at him, he looks very different from his usual attire at school. For one, his hair wasn't the white hair tossed all over the place. Rather it was a basic short-haired cut that had the colours of three different shades of grey: Gray Gull, Chromium and Cathedral Gray, not to mention he actually has a little stubble around his chin. Most notable of all is that his skin was no longer glistening or giving of that plastic look to him, it just looks as if it was just well cared for when washing oneself. All that he looked like was further supported with him just wearing a casual long-sleeved shirt and jeans, and not with that messy labcoat of his. Compared to what he looked like when I first met him, or at school, he looks to be incredibly normal... If it wasn't for his usual 'dramatic' attitude.

"So uhh..." I took a break from discerning and began talking. "... You come here often?"

"I am very much a regular here at this sushi restaurant. That also extends for Canterlot Centre and the entirety of Wagon Lane. When I'm unable to take the car, I'd do all my shopping here!"

"First Rainbow's family and now you. Wagon Lane really does invite lots of people."

"Wagon Lane's more than just a regular shopping street. It's a large community hub for all the people living around it. Lots of special events, festivals, and village fairs occur here, more than Canterlot Park. Some concerts or demonstrations from CHS are also played there. It's something that the Canterlot Centre can't match."

"Interesting!"

"Oh yeah. There is also one thing of most importance!" Forsythe added as he pointed towards a window that overlooked Wagon Lane. There, I saw half an Olive Wagon Wheel held high in the air with some galvanised olive painted columns in the middle of that shopping street.

"Behold the glorious logo of Wagon Lane! Easily recognised by all!" Forsythe held an olive plastic card, which I assume to be a loyalty card, with the half wagon wheel spread across the olive background, embedded with a tan outline and the words on the bottom in a Wild-West like font, Wagon Lane. "Inspired the history of Wagon Lane being part of a very busy trade route where merchants and travellers from all over Equestria and beyond peddle their wares, rest their feet, and learn about one another in culture, origin, and beauty!"

"So is that why community and local businesses are held tightly as ideals here?"

"Precisely!" Forsythe gave a thumbs up, "all the local businesses will strive to know their customers by name, which will nurture into a bond, and grow into a strong family. Continue on going to a store, and they'll consider you a regular with this card. They won't tell you when you've become a regular here, but once you realise you're paying less than what you bought, they'll tell you."

"That's... A nice surprise."

"It doesn't end there. What with the technology they have, they'll register you as recognition of being a regular, and 'stamp' your loyalty card. If you get stamped from all the current stores in Wagon Lane, you get a pretty nifty olive shoulder cape with its logo on the front. A wonderful keepsake for young and old. I, of course, am in possession of one."

You get an accessory to wear for ongoing loyalty. That's a wonderful gift for customer dedication.

"Sounds like a really amazing place to spend lots of time around," I replied impressed,

"Yes. Perhaps one day," Forsythe turned to face me, sushi stuffing his mouth, "I will be able to cherish that time with someone I love."

"Ooh..." I gulped, knowing what he was talking about. I think I'll keep this to myself.

"Which reminds me..." Forsythe continued as he swallowed down his food, "what will we be expecting for tonight?"

"You mean you didn't write things about it? Your own feedback regarding the special tutorship programme?"

"I have already, but I'd like to know a little bit more about what you intend to do after."

"As in the status of the programme?"

"I'll disclose my information at your dorm." Forsythe finished, "for now, we should enjoy eating! Since you've eaten 3 plates already, I haven't even got through my first!"

"Thanks a lot for the meal Forsythe!" I firmly shook his lanky hand,

"Anytime my dear companion. I shall see you tonight!" Forsythe nodded back in farewell.

I thought to myself as I left him and the Centre on my Pedal-bike. It turns out it wasn't just his appearance that was different from when we first met. Despite his mind still filled with Swishspeare and other sorts of language and behaviour that you would see in Fantasy movies and anime, Forsythe wasn't using a lot of his dramatic self as he was in the beginning or at school at all. It's like he acts according to what he can perceive, and what I say to him, and although that's what a lot of humans do to interact and socialise with each other, it feels like he relies on that a lot.

I returned back to the dorm with a very full and happy stomach, and it turns out so did Kimura and Yada.

"Hey, Nagisa!" The two greeted in unison as I entered the dorm. The two happily looking at something that I couldn't make out.

"Seems you two just went over the moon. Did you guys enjoy yourselves at Canterlot Mall?"

"It's quite a big place," Kimura described. "Five stories tall, including the underground area. I had some wok-fried noodles, while Yada went for fried rice."

"But it's more that Kimura finally decided on his cutie mark!" Yada finished, each showing a picture to me. Kimura's one was a set of scales, though designed in the way to symbolise, as his name and job imply, Justice. Attached to those scales were a pair of wings. I know that those wings were to symbolise his swift agility, now whether it's combined with justice or a separate talent, kind of makes me guess whether those wings are of an angel or falcon respectively.

"I see. Fits you just fine Masayoshi." I agreed, "What about you Yada?"

"I'm... I'm still feeling a bit unsure..." Yada hopelessly chuckled. "I'm starting to think that I'm not all business around here. I'd probably ask Rarity for another do-over."

"Really?" I asked, "what caused the change of mind?"

"I've been thinking a lot about what Kimura's idea of having just one instead of many. Looking at these photos once again, having so many briefcases or gift boxes can be a bit of a complication, compared to the simplicity yet memorability of the Cutie Marks of other people. Plus out of these things, it feels like whether it's a gift box or briefcase, one lacks a certain aspect of the other, but I don't know what..."

"You know now that I think about it," Kimura suggested, "there was a time when Karasuma and Professor Bitch received a housewarming gift in the form of a gift basket. What do you think of that?"

"Say..." Yada turned to Kimura with a very interesting face, "I like that! Maybe what was missing was that I needed to combine both of those together!!"

"Perhaps a gift hamper with many things other than what you put in one eh?" Kimura chuckled,

"Ooh stop it..." Yada laughed back.

"Well then, I've got to get back to clearing my room. You two have even more fun okay?"

"Hey Nagisa, you know we can always unpack your room alongside you." Kimura offered, "I've cleared all I need regarding the P.E exam for next Friday, and Yada's got her exam watching duties sorted out as well!"

"Then in that case... I'd be happy with the help, let's go!"

The next hour or so and we've made lots of progress. As I told them to sort out the unpacked items between assassin stuff and school stuff, I showed them a small plan on where to stash the weapons for Yada and Kimura to look over.

"Hmm..." Yada took a brief look at my plans, "you've got a lot of places covered." She pulled out a pencil, "but I can help make it better."

"Hey check it out!" Kimura gasped as he pulled out the Yearbook of Junior High when we were with Korosensei. "You've kept it all along!"

"What? You thought I'd get rid of anything relating to our time together with Korosensei?" I teased,

"Of course not! Neither would we!" Yada laughed, followed with the two of us joining in.

"Hmm?" My desktop seemed to hum a certain jingle. That jingle meant something came in the School email.

"Please excuse me for a moment. I just got a School Email." I apologised to the hardworking duo, grabbed a cup of water, and opened that email.

To: shiotanagisa@chsmailoffice.com
From: shimmersunset@chsmailoffice.com
Subject: News overseas!

Dear Nagisa

This email should be for your eyes only as it involves well... The other dimension. I thought I'd like to give some news about it since you did raise a disappointment about it. You know that book I showed you when you hopped back here? Yeah, that's how I'm able to communicate with my best friend from another dimension.

The Equestria on the other side had just received a very important request. Apparently, a businesspony in Equestria made contact with a business partner of his overseas. And of all nations, it was Neighpon! The Princess of Friendship (my best friend) and her friends were requested to observe and supervise their oncoming travels. Apparently, they took a really long balloon trip over the sea and landed somewhere in the West of Equestria, most likely Los Pegasus, and I mean the Pony Los Pegasus. The Princess was lucky to meet and greet with them once they hit Ponyville and to our surprise, they have their differences! But I'm not here to talk about my tidbit curiosities. I just want you to know that the first Neighponese ponies to come to Equestria was a business mare and her husband. The mare was quite a smooth-talking yet very mature and respectful unicorn that goes by the translated name of Blooming Bounty, and her husband Swift Justice was very fast for an earth pony!

The moment I read that last sentence, I choked on my water. A mature, smooth-talking unicorn? An earth pony fast on his hooves? That sounded like an awful coincidence to two certain people... But I'll suppress my feelings and assumptions until the end and continue. Perhaps Sunset has more on those two ponies?

Now I know what you're thinking Mr Shiota. Those two sound an awful lot like Ms Yada and Coach Justice right? I thought that too, but I remembered that even if they are the same person that differ in appearance, things in our dimension can happen very differently in theirs. If you want an example, Twilight's older brother, an alumnus of Crystal Prep, an opposing school, has an attraction and crush on one of the deans there. Their pony forms in the other dimension, however, are very much married and with a kid! Not to mention that the pony version of Twilight... Is a Princess in her dimension. Also, certain catastrophic events such as invasion from various creatures that occurred in the Pony Dimension have never occurred here in the Human Dimension. The same goes vice versa.

What I'm trying to say is that our dimension is different from theirs, and we follow different paths and experience different events, though certain consequences or results from different catastrophes or legislations may yield the same result for both events. Take it from someone who's... Well... Learned and lived in both worlds.

But this email is just to relay the news for your own interests. And if you're worried about my studies, don't worry. I've come to find the Special Tutorship Programme extremely helpful as it does allow for me the extra time to catch-up and clarify questions and answers with our teachers. Oh yeah, give my thanks to Coach Justice for staging the Beep Test, I researched it when I had the time, and I'm prepared for the real thing, as many as the other exams to come!

Now if there's anything else you want to know, just reply me.

Best Regards

Sunset Shimmer

I tapped my foot, slowly analysing and going through everything that Sunset had relayed through her email. What I could get was this:

The Pony Equestria has finally made contact with Pony Neighpon, though not official through royalty, assuming that Pony Neighpon is a monarchy-guided nation.
Blooming Bounty and Swift Justice (translated from Neighponese) were the names of the two Neighponese ponies. They are also a married couple.
Their personalities gave the impression that they are the Pony forms of Yada and Masayoshi respectively. I need further information.
I am reminded (as I know regarding my journey to the Pony World) that between dimensions, events may occur very differently. Ranging from romantic choices between similar individuals to world-shaking events.
Sunset claims to be one who has lived in both worlds. While I know that she isn't the only one with knowledge about another dimension (Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Twilight Sparkle and Applejack know the secrets behind that), it baffles me when she said that I was the first human to go dimension-hopping back on the day with Windcaller. Either she was lying about me being the first human, or she herself was originally not a human... And from observing her in class as well as just normal conversation, I'm certain that it's the latter.

Once again, I am overwhelmed with another boatload of information like this morning. First I learn about the criminal known as Pressure Shaker and his dangerous history and personality, to Sunset revealing her secret.

Okay okay, let's keep it together. Those two things, despite very much related to me, will not affect the current situation of the students' exam one bit. These are things that I can explore and solve AFTER the exams. Right now, I still need to clean my room, then Yada, Masayoshi and I will prepare the house for our guests and colleagues.

"So Nagisa?" Yada asked, "who's the email from?"

"Sunset Shimmer!" I answered as I turned off my desktop screen. "She gives her thanks for the Special Tutorship Programme, as well as to you Masayoshi for the Beep Test. She seems to be brimming with confidence."

"Happy to help, and doing my job," Kimura stood to attention.

Then it suddenly hit me. Maybe... I peeked at Yada, who looked disgusted as she opened a box filled with Anti-sensei weapons. Maybe perhaps...

I turned on my desktop again and wrote a reply to Sunset's email.

To: shimmersunset@chsmailoffice.com
From: shiotanagisa@chsmailoffice.com
Subject: Re: News overseas!

Dear Sunset

Thank you for your kind words, and you are welcome. It was a pleasure to assist you in your academic studies. Kimura sends his thankful regards too.

After reading through your email, I do have one small request regarding the news with Twi-- I mean your best friend from another dimension... Regarding Blooming Bounty. If it won't be invading any sort of personal space or privacy, is it okay if you can tell me what she looks like in the colour of her fur, mane, eyes, and most especially Cutie Mark?

And in more academic-related matters, good luck with your exams! I know that since you're confident, it sounds like you won't need it. But it doesn't hurt to give it anyway!

Best Regards

Mr Shiota

I clicked 'send' after writing it up, then hoped to relieve Yada of her problems with unpacking the weapons. It wasn't until I stacked the two anti-sensei sub-machine guns that I got another email notification.

To: shiotanagisa@chsmailoffice.com
From: shimmersunset@chsmailoffice.com
Subject: About Blooming Bounty

Dear Nagisa

That is an interesting request. Luckily, when 'Princess Twilight' wrote to me, she included the appearances of the Neighponese visitors. And as I carefully read through her descriptions...

Palomino fur colour,

Mane of Shiny Brown and Chestnut colour styled in a ponytail with a red hair tie,

Light Purple Eyes,

Yeah. Blooming Bounty is highly likely, out of all the Neighponese ponies to ever set hoof in Equestria, to be Ms Yada's 'four-legged self'.

But most importantly as you requested. Her Cutie Mark is a Gift Hamper filled with things that you wouldn't expect of a gift hamper. Instead of things like wine or chocolate, it was tons of... Well... Pink hearts, white clouds, yellow flowers, red and green crosses, blue postcards, everything that seems to be related to positive things like care, comfort, love and joy. All with a bright shiny red ribbon tied to the handle. I guess that's the reason why she was known as 'Bounty' in the literary form. How poetically cute.

But yeah, there you go. Now I'm aware Ms Yada knows about the other dimension from what Rarity told me on Thursday, but whether you want to tell her about her actual pony form is up to you. Just be mindful if Ms Yada will be able to keep her secrets.

Best Regards

Sunset Shimmer

Normally, this would be a time where my jaw would drop with such predictions of Kimura's ideas. Instead, I had the widest and dumbest of smiles that things really fall in place between dimensions. Just to keep things a mystery, I won't tell Yada about her alternate 'four-legged' self. That is, except for one thing...

"Hey, Masayoshi? Yada?" I turned around to face them,

"Yeah?" The two said in unison,

"I am fully behind the idea of a gift hamper as your Cutie Mark. As for what you fill inside that basket, that's up to you. Just remember that it needs to be blooming with lots of things. But I'm sure you'll know what you'll put in there."

"O-Okay." Yada hesitatingly nodded. I can see that look of confusion on her face.

"Anyway," I changed the subject, "I think that's enough for today. I'll clear the rest tomorrow on Sunday. I'm going to take a shower, then we can prepare the house for our guests tonight. Unless you've got other things to do. What'd you say?"

"Like I said, we really don't have anything else of importance to do," Kimura answered,

"Sure thing!" Yada gave a thumbs up, "I'll fix the Cutie Mark concern later!"

And just like that, we changed our objectives to do our own things. Yada grabbed some notes and memos for the meeting tonight, while Kimura went to the storeroom to grab a mop and bucket for cleaning duty. And as I said, it's to the showers for me! I know we'll definitely be prepared for tonight!

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

Cheerilee has been added to the group!

I almost forgot about adding you Cheerilee. My apologies for the late invite. Can you receive this? - Fluttershy

I got your message loud and clear Fluttershy. Thanks! - Cheerilee

Hey Flash, just wondering. After 5 long weeks, you never seem to bring your guitar around! I kinda miss that coming from you! - Thunderlane

? I don't think that's allowed in the Tutorship Club. - Flash Sentry

That's true! Ya know, now that I think about it, you never really seem to talk or bring so much more of that into School anymore O_O. Remember that time when you squabbled with Sandal and Micro regarding that banner welcoming Crystal Prep to the Friendship Games? You were always so addicted to music! - Pinkie Pie

That was a long time ago Pinkie. Besides, the three of us made up and the Vice-Principal liked our combinations anyway. - Flash Sentry

Flash, I think you should make yourself stand out a bit more. Bring back that guitar and play for us once in a while! - Soarin

... Have you really forgotten our past events? - Flash Sentry

Being the planner for taking down Windcaller isn't much of an example because you were BTS, aside from the whole firing squad. That being said, you swinging the Spear like that Monkey King was pretty cool! - Fleetfoot

It's a Naginata. And secondly, since you asked nicely I would. But I'm worried that Mr Shiota's going to add another thing to his notebook about me. - Flash Sentry

Wait. What? - Noteworthy

Oh yeah. Since he and I were teachers, he shared his ways of keeping up with students and getting to know them better so they can learn. He records all their hobbies, activities, connections and secrets. He showed me yours, Thunderlane. - Cheerilee

WHAT!? WTF!!!??? - Thunderlane

I have plenty of faith in him that he is one to use these things for good intentions, and not to exploit our personal information for his own gain. If he did, however, he's not one to sell informative secrets to the world. Rather it's for him to... You should know. Every little bit, weakness or not, helps to take out a Mach 20 Yellow Octopus that is his Junior High School Teacher. I'm not going to risk that if he decides to turn a blade on me. - Flash Sentry

Then well... If you know that Mr Shiota's going to record your skills with the guitar, then I'm sure it's no problem to you right? - Fluttershy

... You have a point. Very well then. Let's see how he handles it. - Flash Sentry

Week 5 Saturday: The meeting of the Overseers

🔔Ding Dong🔔

"Good evening Nagisa!" Phos greeted as he was the first to enter through the door. Contrary to his previous clothing, Phos was wearing an Orange Polo Shirt with a grey rainjacket covering it.

"Early as usual Professor," Yada greeted back with a bow, "so glad that you can make it in time! Would you like a seat?"

"Yes please!" Phos happily nodded, "I gotta say, it may be just 5 days, but it's starting to feel like that this place is becoming a frequent property for CHS in spirit!"

"Oh don't worry. I'm sure it will become something that the School can wear with pride!"

🔔Ding Dong🔔

"Good Evening!" A loud voice pushed the doors wide open, "I am the greatest Arch Magus of CHS, Charles Phillip Forsythe!!! And I come with heartfelt thanks for the invitation! I also come bearing another wonderful companion of our league of teachers, our sweet and pure-hearted Necromancer!!!"

"Somebody put this delusional idiot down..." Eu peered into the room with a murderous voice, "... And incinerate every last bit of his body. Burying or dissecting him will infect the entire Universe at a grand scale."

"Forsythe! Eu! Good to see you!" Nagisa greeted. "I see you've umm... Equipped yourself as a teacher again!"

"Ha ha ha!!!" The Magus slapped Nagisa's shoulder with his very questionable gleaming hand, "I always look my best!!!"

"This better not take long," Eu scowled, "A deadline for one of my schemes is nearing."

🔔Ding Dong🔔

"Hello everyone, good to see you all! Feels like last year's School Faculty Party!" Python greeted as he walked through,

"Hey Python!" Kimura waved, "we're more than happy that you can join!"

"Unless there is an important event such as family matters, and that there is constant communication with the higher-ups and students, my attendance record will not miss a mark for my job," Python responded!

"Wow," Eu moaned, "Generic doesn't even begin to describe your attitude as a teacher."

"Is this how you greet people Eu? By taking stabs at your fellow colleagues?" Python raised an eyebrow. "If so, there are just as many daggers pointing at you. Especially when you have numerous complaints about your teaching as a whole. And--"

"Doesn't bother me, I take that with pride." Eu smiled,

"I was going to bring that up before you interrupted me." Python shot back, "whilst I may not know about the entire story of why you are right now, I respect that regardless. But there is an immeasurable number of people out in this world who aren't that interested. If they see you like this, they'll automatically conclude that you are 'behind the times' and harm your credibility as a teacher!"

"Then to hell with what they think!" Eu lashed out, "the concepts of times, change, better or worse, are only thought by humans. No matter the majority or minority, it does not change the fact that they are still humans. They are Life-wasters who are only interested in what they desire!"

"Woah Woah!" Yada jumped in-between them, "ease up Eu. Python just really cares for you, and we all do too."

"Eu, I spent most of my life on numbers, studies and behaviours of the material world." Python lowered his voice, "so please forgive me for my previous comment as someone who only had an inner desire for science and followed the rules of whoever's paying me as a minor consequence. But I do understand what it feels to be 'criticised' for your teaching methods, to be perceived by others as indifferent. This, in a way, criticises a lot about who we are, and I detest that a lot."

"Hmph..." Eu growled, "I guess you're not a soulless husk of a cookie-cutout teacher."

"And what if I am? There are 7 billion people in the world, more than the total amount of descriptive words in a dictionary. Being indifferent to someone just because they share the same human emotions as many other people in the world makes you no better than a 'soulless husk', it makes you think that there is absolutely bored of this world and its issues, and there is nothing more infuriating than people not giving a damn."

"Fine then. You really aren't a soulless husk of a cookie-cutout teacher," Eu smirked, before looking daggers at him, "and I mean it this time. Are we clear?"

"Clear as the open sky. Shake on it?" Python firmly nodded, offering a hand to shake.

Eu stared at it with disgust, "No handshaking. But you have my word that I will 'shake on it'."

The teachers around them sighed in relief, the last thing they need was a crisis happening between two important representations of their respective departments.

"To top it off," Nagisa stepped in, "that fact that we came here to discuss the betters for our students shows that we care."

🔔Ding Dong🔔

"Hello everyone!" Mrs Blade walked through the door, "it's a pretty chilly evening today isn't it?"

"Welcome Mrs Blade," Nagisa bowed, "thank you so much for coming, and yeah. Shows a little sign of winter."

"I didn't come alone. Two of our colleagues needed a lift," Mrs Blade replied, gesturing to two other women behind her.

"Ah! So this is the Koro Gardens! I must say, it looks very cozy! A modern Neighponese Manor! Incredible!" The Greyish-blue haired Art Teacher, Ms Cia, spoke with a twirl of her body, "and of course, it's wonderful to finally be involved with this programme! I do hope that this may continue!"

"Well..." A sky-blue teacher sneaked up from behind, "something smells like the aftermath of a dispute!"

"W-Welcome to you too, Ms Cia and Ms Lita." Yada welcomed, a bit thrown off by the lack of 'hello'.

"Unfortunately, Mr Ramon, Ms Turner and Mr Mel won't be coming tonight." Mrs Blade apologised, "but they are willing to be notified of the meeting's topics."

"Sure thing, I'll put that down," Nagisa answered.

"Hey!" Ms Lita stammered, "what about that fight? What happened here? Sexism?"

"Nothing of the sort Lita," Python responded, "A mere conflict of opinions about each other that we wrapped up."

"That's a very broad discussion. You know that any form of misogyny can slip in!"

"You're the one slipping here Lita." Eu growled, "Python was being his Generic self. As boring as he is, he's not sexist or offensive."

"And we've been reminded that this is not the time to fight. So we've ended it." Python finished,

"Adults we may be, but in our hearts, we still remember being the child. Nevertheless! It is not something to criticise upon, as our feelings, whether childish or mature, has brought us together to discuss our future endeavours and plans for the healthy minds of our students! It is something that those who came can achieve together!" Forsythe announced.

"Umm..." Ms Cia spoke, "I don't quite understand,"

"Okay then. Let me try." Blade volunteered, "as the body has many different parts, they each have an important role and form the one body undivided and all of equal concern. If one part falters or rejoices, the rest of the body and its parts will follow. Likewise, it is the same for us teachers from different departments coming together to contribute to the school, teaching the same students. If one teacher has concerns, we should share in that concern, even if it's an uncomfortable argument."

"Ah, now that I understand!" Cia nodded,

"Wow!" Nagisa whistled, "that reminds me of the times when my classmates and I had some serious hotheaded arguments and dangers against each other. It was hard to keep a tight ship then, but that ship gave us friends that stayed connected even today!"

"That so?" Ms Lita answered, "all right then, I'll leave it be."

"Is anyone parched?" Yada offered, "perhaps we can continue the conversation over drinks! Alcoholic or not, you can choose!"

"I'll take you up on that!" Lita answered, "I'm happy to wet my whistle with some beer!"

🔔Ding Dong🔔

"Oh? Now, who could that be?" Kimura mumbled as he walked towards the entrance. Opening the door, it revealed a very familiar woman whose skin and hair radiates like the light upon the crescent moon itself.

"Good evening Mr Kimura." Luna elegantly greeted,

"Vice-Principal!" All the teachers in the room spoke in unison.

"We see that speaking in unison still exists in us adults." Luna laughed, while the teachers looked at each other with suspicion.

"Sorry about that," Nagisa apologised, "I just... It's a surprise to see you here!"

"Integrity between School staff can be compromised if meetings are made without finding approval from the Principal or Vice-Principal. More importantly, principals are teachers too, alongside much higher responsibilities. What would we be if our only role for the students is just through words alone?"

"Now you're making me feel guilty for not inviting you."

"There is absolutely no shame." Luna comforted, "initially, it was Principal Celestia that wanted to join your meeting and discuss with you. But as we said, she has plenty of responsibilities, so we are here in her stead."

"Thank you so much for coming Vice-Principal." Kimura bowed,

"Our pleasure. Now may we get a drink? Our throat feels like the desert."

"Oh! This way then!" Yada gestured,

The first half of the hour began with a lively shared conversation full of joy and fun. The teachers (and Vice-Principal) laughed as they shared jokes with each other as they drank the drinks they poured out for themselves. Fortunately, they do know that some drove here, so they were wary of how much alcohol they ingested.

"Ms Cia," Nagisa spoke up, "since you went to the art gallery yesterday, would you like to share your inspirational finds for your fellow teachers?"

"Oh, sure!" Ms Cia smiled, pulling out her smartphone. "One exhibition hall where I was able to take pictures had the theme of displaying formerly broken pottery and sculptures repaired with plenty of lacquer mixed with precious metals and minerals! See this?"

"Ooh..." The teachers gazed with amusement to see a giant turquoise amphora carefully pieced and glued together with what seems to be a bluish substance.

"That's lacquer coated with cobalt right?" Phos asked, "It almost looks like the cracks coated in cobalt blue really blends well with the turquoise."

"Yeah! It's a very simple yet strong theme that it has a philosophy behind it. Truly puts meaning behind the phrase 'good as new'." Cia answered,

"Somehow..." Yada peered closely, "I've seen this type of style before..."

"Oh! It's from a Neighponese Origin..." Cia came quick to information, "just what was it called again? K something... Kint... Er..."

"金継ぎ (Gold Splicing)." Nagisa answered, "Or you can just plainly say it in English as Kintsugi. Yes, this was a type of art on repairing things. The philosophy treats all these injuries and broken pieces as a part of the object's lifespan. It's also something I hold dear too, especially today."

"Oh? Really? Do you have an example?" Cia asked,

"Hmm... Alrighty then, I'll get it out..." Nagisa nodded and ran to his room. Coming out with the tattered and torn tie with a crescent moon.

"A mangy old tie?" Lita arched an eyebrow, "How is this belonging to the Kintsugi art when it clearly should be disposed a long time ago?"

The three Neighponese teachers tense up, a little offended.

"... Because it formerly belonged to my Junior High School teacher that Yada, Kimura and I care very so deeply about." Nagisa slowly and clearly spoke.

"... Sorry." Lita quickly apologised, "I don't mean any insult to your teacher but unless you're keeping this as a memoir, I don't see the logic on why you'd go show and telling this."

"I'm planning to repair it during the exams, and wear it as part of my work outfit from this day onward. My Junior High School teacher has played a big part of my life in education, and that's exactly what I plan to follow in his footsteps... By teaching with the benevolence and compassion he gave to me."

"They are very big shoes to fill Mr Shiota, but we have the utmost faith in you that you can, as does Principal Celestia." Luna agreed,

"Okay now, I think that's our fun times out of the way," Yada responded, looking at her watch. "We need to get into business here. Any openings? What do all of you think?"

"Wait... You want our opinions first? What about the students?" Python asked,

"That... slipped my mind... " Nagisa sighed, "and I don't think we'll be getting anything from next week. I should've emailed them a small online survey on Friday, so I can get their feedback. That's on me, so I'll be cutting this meeting short."

"I shall take that as a blessing in disguise!" Forsythe laughed, "I do happen to have lots of things to do back at my humble abode!!!"

"... I take it you haven't finished the preparations for the Physics exam have you?" Lita responded unimpressed,

"Ahahahaha!!!" Forsythe laughed harder, "that's a wonderful jest! My sister has invited her band of allies and... And... She requires me for her... Experiments!!! S-Such preparations against her schemes is a greater priority and fear than the Physics Trial!"

"Oh..." Lita facepalmed in disgust, "so you do admit that you still haven't finished your preparations..."

"My Trial is on Thursday, I see no rush!"

"Anyway!" Kimura jumped in, "back on topic. Yes, Nagisa forgot, so we'll be going to teacher discussion. What did you think of the programme? Did you find it effective, or were there things that really bothered with your schedule?"

"Given the situation we were in at the start of this term." Blade responded, spinning a tuft of her loose hair, "You can say that it was quite a good measure, although this should be implemented earlier, especially not the week before exams!"

"Yes..." Luna nodded, "ever since Mr Shiota had proposed the establishment of a Tutorship Club, Celestia and we had dropped our initial plan of small tutor groups from various supervising teachers, not to mention the incident two weeks ago regarding the club. After having the time to look at it retrospectively, and we say this with no insult or malice, we may have put all our eggs into one basket. We are still very impressed at the constant influx of new students, a constant increase of students every week or two is quite different from our usual co-curricular clubs."

"Incident?" Cia asked, "Is that where the crazed man fought against some of the students and beaten by them?"

"Yes." Kimura nodded, "the Special Tutorship Club was responsible for taking out that man who's now in jail."

"Yeah, I've seen them do it. It was actually very brave and clever of them!" Phos complimented, "It's like they knew about this person beforehand and used their knowledge to completely dominate him!"

"Hey hey! We can talk about Student antics and vigilantes later," Nagisa protested, "and yes. While we were responsible for that, we are here for another reason."

"Sorry sorry..." Phos apologised, "we're here because of the programme and our thoughts on it. Despite it not being the same classroom that we Science teachers have, I still think it has a nice atmosphere and place around it, and I'm willing to go through a majority of theory revision here so that my main Chem classes can be made for Practical!"

"You already know my opinion of this Manor." Eu added, "and despite what Phos said, I'm still able to handle a few practicals in here. Those that don't require gas tubes and Bunsen burners. Like I've done before, I can get either the Alchemist, Mad Magus, or Cookie-Cutter Teacher No. 8 to help."

"Why do I get the feeling that the 'Number 8' was intentional?" Nagisa thought to himself,

"However!" Eu glared, "I have second thoughts regarding 'making things better'!"

"Hold up... Making things better?" Phos asked,

"Now this is an expansion of our Tutorship programme." Nagisa continued, "we're going to be acting on our students and their feedback. Should answering them prove difficult, we can support one another as teachers. It may be hard, it may require a lot more work, but it's worth it for our students."

"Hmm..." Lita looked at Eu, "I have a feeling the students already had some for Eu, which she apparently took to it,"

"You're quite the sleuth Lita." Yada answered, "yes. We were very worried when absolutely no one, including our regular Club members, save for Flash, came to Eu's biology teaching session on Wednesday, and we know the reasons why."

"Though we would do this regardless, we made a small deal with Eu that day." Kimura continued. "If Nagisa was able to remind the students to not get their opinions ahead of themselves and just see Eu as a teacher by attending her tutor class yesterday, then Eu will have to do something for them... And all 25 students accounted for ended up coming!"

"Looks like your words had utterly failed Lita." A devious smile appeared on Eu's face, but Lita paid no attention to her.

"What things?" Phos asked, his voice a bit rocky. "I don't recall anything she had done to-- Wait... Is that why she asked me to help attach that Car Freshener in the Bio Lab!?"

Yada smiled, "perhaps you'd like to elaborate Professor Eu?"

"I..." Eu swallowed bitterly, "I had to make the classroom more 'hospitable'... The need to open windows... The need for that freshener... The need to be more 'supportive'... Helping those life-wasters instead of watching their punishment of taking life for granted in more ways than one..."

"Wow, ye of little faith for humanity. The term Nécromancienne would describe you more than Prof!" Forsythe joked,

"I don't need to study Prench to know what it means. Call me that again, and I will do something a 'Nécromancienne' would to you." Eu threatened.

"Oui Madame!" Forsythe saluted,

"As for you..." Eu turned to the three Neighponese Teachers, "A deal is still a deal, but the depths of Hell does not even describe the things I had to do for your 'programme'."

"Well then..." Nagisa smiled without any hint of fear, "have fun cursing us!"

"Oh, I will... And I'll make sure that at the end, you'll wish you were de-- I mean... You'll wish you were begging for mercy." Eu glared once again, along with her emanating dark aura.

"Looking forward to it..." Nagisa nodded assuringly.

"..." The teachers looked at each other without any other word. Surely they didn't just hear that correctly. Did Eu just... Correct herself?

"I know what all of you are thinking." Nagisa turned to face the teachers, "and by no means should you feel discouraged."

"S-Sorry," Python apologised.

"And yeah, that's the gist of it." Nagisa finished, "There is, of course, your end of this bargain. You will be setting the bar on what the students need to achieve should you decide to respond to their feedback through actions."

"So we should listen to them or not, according to their academic results?" Lita asked, "This is not any much different from doing well for school awards and whatnot. Not to mention if our previous results from the last term continue, we won't be doing anything for them at all!"

"Think broadly Lita. Setting the bar means setting your rules." Nagisa continued, "for some teachers, grades and marks may not be the defining judgement of a student, at least not for me."

"Hmm..." Luna spoke, "would you provide an example?"

The three Neighponese teachers looked at each other and nodded.

"Trust and respect." Nagisa answered, "it's because of that trust and respect... Why students are able to follow through their studies, listen to teachers, and speak regularly if there is a concern. It's also how some students are beginning to be less afraid of me... Although that number might not increase anytime soon."

"Hey now, why would anyone be scared of you?" Cia laughed, "if anything, your small stature and feminine charms would be the opposite of scary!"

"Who's club took down Windcaller? And who trained them?" Nagisa answered.

"That would be me Nagisa." Kimura leaned forward, "and in a way, that would also be Vice-Principal Luna. Yes, you were the one who provided all the information about Windcaller, but the plan and strategy were all done by them. If I recall, you were still in the hospital."

"Dammit!" Nagisa blurted out with complete embarrassment, "I forgot! N-Nevermind what I said then!!!"

"Well, I can definitely see why some students won't be afraid of you. There's a clumsiness to that scare factor." Blade chuckled.

"..." Lita kept a close eye on the situation going on.

"There's is nothing more impactful to a teacher than student gossip for me." Nagisa answered, "whilst a majority of it may be just exaggeration, unkind jokes, or just plain irrational hate, a small part of it that is the truth, and it's something we should give some thought into. A teacher is extremely vital to a student's learning. When a student thinks about what to study, the first thing that comes to their mind is not just the syllabus of their school, but also who will be teaching it. We are an important bridge between students and knowledge. I am very well aware the teachers in Equestria have different rules and regulations to Neighpon."

"Yes..." Luna nodded, "before we interviewed you, we looked at what being a teacher in Neighpon was like, and your previous teaching position. You were a homeroom teacher, and such duties are deeper than ours."

"In that case, I'm willing to hear a bit on culture lessons. What do you do as a homeroom teacher?" Lita asked,

"Administration and roll-taking, but more importantly being a counsellor for the students in my class. When a student is having a problem, they'd go to their respective Homeroom teacher. In other words... I'm responsible for a big part of a student's life back home. I'm fully carrying out that mentality as head supervisor of the Special Tutorship Club. As for my Neighponese Teacher role, I encourage my students to seek help and to participate. Like a normal teacher."

Lita responded with a nod of interest.

"With all due respect, Mr Shiota." Python spoke up, "if this is about individually helping a student with their concerns about why they can't study, it's not our job to do so. It's the reason why we have counsellors at School, and I'm pretty sure that they're experienced in dealing with them too."

"I know..." Nagisa lowered his head, "I know..." Then he looked back to the crowd, "... Which is why from your experiences as teachers dealing with students, you'll be setting your own bar as I said."

"What?" Python responded confused,

"Remember. This is my example of how I connect with students without any form of failure, and by no means is it applicable to every teacher in the world." Nagisa answered. "It's best to connect with the students your way, and to what they think about you." He turned to Lita, "Ms Lita. I know you're the one who has a really good way with words, and knowledge regarding all the current political and social news of Equestria."

"I'm very flattered." Lita smiled, "for once, someone doesn't label me as an SJW or just some annoying activist."

"You're not either of those things, you're a teacher. Use that knowledge and your silver tongue to your advantage!"

"I'm already doing that, I keep everyone informed about current political news, especially regarding education in Equestria."

"But do you think every student is interested in hearing it?"

"They have to whether they like it or not! They're Equestrians! This is important to their future lives here in Equestria! I mean, that same principle applies to Blade's religious studies!"

"But you're teaching English, not Social studies in Equestria. And what if our students choose to move overseas in their future? Caneighda, Equestralia, Fillypines, anywhere but Equestria. Will your knowledge on Equestrian politics help them pave a future in another country?"

"Ah... Hmm..." Lita wondered, her mouth closed tight.

"If you take pride in your silver tongue and knowledge, you can convince them in learning! Use that to your advantage! You can speak of the politics within the literature itself, instead of relating it to today's politics! Immerse them in the world of English!"

"Oh... Very intriguing." Lita answered

"Forsythe..." Nagisa turned to the Physics teacher. "You've got plenty of vigour and joy. Perhaps you can use that to impress or make them be very approachable!"

"Hmm..." The Magus closed his eyes in thought.

"The words of the students are still eating at you?"

"Yes, Nagisa..." Forsythe sniffed, "but I do understand what you mean."

"You can always change the gossip of students..." Nagisa continued, "if you can't change what they think of you currently... Then add something new to the mix, something that they'll least expect."

"And that is?"

Nagisa looked around, then beckoned Forsythe to come closer.

"Does anyone know that your entire get-up is fake?"

"My friend... This form is no joke!!! Whenever it comes to anything teaching related, I must take on this form!"

"Then I'm sure you won't have any qualms showing your 'true' form to the rest of the teacher board hmm? After all, you said not to doubt your fellow teachers! I'm sure they'll understand!"

"I don't doubt them at all Nagisa... But as a Magus of the School, I must stay in this form! Perhaps if they go out once in a while, they would know that I am not equipped for battle all the time!"

"Very well then. You've made your point..." Nagisa responded quietly,

"You two having a little gossip?" Yada asked,

"No no..." Nagisa responded as he gestured Forsythe to sit down, "Just some deep conversations regarding our all-powerful Magus. Sometimes, they've got to de-equip after battle!!!"

"Ah, I see you understand my language!" Forsythe smiled,

"Great, now we've got twice the idiots." Eu groaned.

"And Ms Cia! Surely there's something that can help your classes! Perhaps use your works to help them?"

"Well..." Cia hesitated, "I have plenty of my own creations that I do take pride in... But it would break consent if I do. Of course, that's my OWN project. Some of my works were showcased at the University I went to, so I can use that."

"You be the judge of that." Nagisa replied, "It may not be trust and respect, but if you put something new for your students to show, you and the students can meet halfway or fully join together in understanding, then your efforts of teaching will come to fruition. This must be something you can find on your own, and this is something that the kids need to find out for themselves. Give any examples you can, first drafts."

"Perhaps even when teaching theory work, I can throw in a little action for everyone to see and take notes. Actions do speak louder than words after all."

"Good!" Nagisa nodded, "anyone else?"

"I can understand that sometimes not many people are interested in religious studies, even though I can tell they're fine with me..." Blade answered, "but... I know various movies and stories that surround these themes while keeping them interested at the same time. Not to mention that I did hear teachers would enact students in Meditation. Actions indeed."

"I like your thinking! Reminds me of the time when one of my classmates was tasked to study up on Africa's poverty issue... And our junior high school teacher took him there to help out!"

"Huh!? How!?" The teachers yelled in disbelief,

"He has connections that he uses to improve his student's knowledge." Yada chuckled,

"I'm sure you can think of something too Python!" Nagisa turned to Python.

"Uhh... I don't think I can think up of a plan of change on the fly." Python responded uncomfortably, "I... I would probably need more than a few hours to do so."

"That's okay!" Nagisa smiled, "everyone can do it at their own pace and time. Anyone else?"

There was silence.

"Remember everyone, we're not going to tell this to the students either. As much as we're in charge of teaching the syllabus, we'll also be in charge for the kids too. Sound fair? Anyone object? Don't like the programme? Is there anything that you need to address if you want your time contributed here to be meaningful?"

"Well... It all really sounds confusing," Python responded, "but I'm sure we'll be getting an idea for what we can do one we get student feedback. Just one thing... Will Location be flexible? We may not be able to come to the Manor or be available at the time, but we can always stay after school and carry out our hour tutor lessons. In that way, supplementary practicals can be carried out by our Science teachers then!"

"Very excellent idea, we'll consider it." Yada nodded, "and if you have these sorts of problems, then feel free to email us, we can devise another time for you!"

"When will you send those student feedbacks?" Lita asked,

"Week 7." Nagisa answered, "and we can schedule another meaning so we can talk about our second-half through with our own material!"

"If I am to be serious, this programme does mere little for both parties as of now. But I am sure we can build into something wonderful for both our students and us! I must say, however, that we require more time in letting this go. As of now, I am happy to spend further time and effort in tutoring others!" Forsythe complimented.

"Thank you, Forsythe! We'll be sure to do our best!"

Silence followed.

"May we say something?" Luna raised her hand,

"Sure," Nagisa responded,

"You have provided an important point that we should have remembered at the start of this term when Celestia gave that speech." Luna spoke, "Us teachers are important in influencing our student's academics."

"Hey Vice-Principal, you've been pretty silent considering your position." Lita asked, "why do you speak up now?"

"Well, Mr Shiota was merely asking people for first ideas on how they can improve themselves. If you were to implement something like that for the students, then we'll voice our concerns... And how we can make it better. Second, I wasn't invited, but we, as Vice-Principal, needs to ensure that your meeting doesn't go beyond the rules and regulations of this School, or thou are not plotting something behind our backs. In the end, everything that has been discussed continues to follow fundamentals and rules of this school."

"Thanks, Vice-Principal." Nagisa firmly nodded, "I'll be sure to include either you or Celestia next time so you can participate."

"More importantly," Luna changed her tone, "We also have some serious news that Celestia and us, declare important for all staff to know. Two items. Our first matter at hand is the sighting of suspicious beings around our School Grounds. Our security cameras picked up two beings. One..." She paused, "One is the criminal 'Mr Shake'."

Nagisa swallowed hard and the teachers pricked up once again in shock.

"Wait, what?" Lita spouted, "I thought he was behind bars!"

"We all thought so too." Luna assured, "But there is absolutely no news regarding his following release. We are certain about one thing though."

"And that is?"

"Mr Shiota." Luna turned to the Neighponese teacher, "while the vigilante who defeated the felon 2 weeks ago remained anonymous, Celestia noticed the students of the Special Tutorship Club, as well as Coach Justice and Ms Yada on the news that day. She convinced me that the vigilante's identity was you. Is this true?"

"..." Nagisa frantically looked around, receiving the gazes of all the teachers in the room.

"Do not be afraid Mr Shiota." Luna spoke, "we already know that you had contributed to fighting Windcaller and that you originally fought him. And we won't tell anyone else either. This is a teacher's meeting after all."

"Oh..." Nagisa exhaled with relief, "it's nothing really. I'd say that was a lucky opportunity. I could tell that if I tried to get any closer with his gun aimed at me, he'd shoot me dead."

"Well, we know that someone like him would stop at nothing to enact revenge." Luna warned, "And if someone like him is beginning to walk around this school, we're really afraid that he's going to put the School in danger once again."

"In that ca--"

"No." Luna interrupted, "like Windcaller, Mr Shake is not above harming those close to you in order to push you out. Hiding will bring upon dire consequences. We recommend resuming your regular attendance. Should he come at a time where everyone is present, then we shall gather together and call the police."

"Okay then, a very fine point indeed." Nagisa agreed,

"But he's not the only suspicious being around our school. There is also another figure that has been walking around the school. He was dressed in black but... He's not dressed like someone who would rob the school. Rather, he's dressed all in smart casual black, with a particular black fedora."

Hearing about the second man's description, the three Neighponese teachers tensed up.

"We don't know his motives, but for all he's doing, he's considered suspicious. We ask that all of you be very careful once again in regards to him."

"Yes, Vice-Principal." All the teachers responded,

"Our Second Item..." Luna continued, with a pause for a deep breath, "we will be getting a new teacher and a new subject for our next term. Design and Technology."

"We're getting new teachers and subjects this year are we?" Python chuckled, "We may not have got anyone for the first term of this year, but this term brought along Neighponese with Nagisa, Yada and Kimura, and now we'll be getting another teacher for Term 3!"

"Yes. As for the teacher in question... It is Mason Woods. Also known as Mr Alloy."

Every teacher but the Neighponese ones performed a perplexing double take. Ms Lita stood up all tensed and angry.

"Him!? He's going to be teaching here!?" She bellowed,

"We have critically considered it, Celestia and I. Absolutely no School or teaching institute is accepting him, which is something he had dedicated his life towards," Luna answered,

"And with absolute reason! He should never be let close to another child let alone a student!"

"Excuse me... Who is Mr Alloy?" Kimura asked,

"Mr Alloy," Blade introduced, "is a teacher with a criminal conviction."

"Huh!?" The three teachers jumped,

"From what I've heard, it was a common fight that broke outside of a bar. He wasn't drunk in the slightest and proceeded to seriously wound a man who was a well-known member within the media. He was sued, charged, and displayed on the news of his crime."

"A charge of Battery." Kimura spoke, "that would seriously jeopardize his teaching career."

"It did more than that." Lita continued, "aside from being fired from his teaching position, kicked out of various building projects he was a part of, and spent a long time in prison, and from the sounds of things, was just released, possibly parole." She turned back to Luna, "But even if he promises to no longer do something like this again and follows parole with no violations, you can't hire him. It will break the School's reputation and integrity, put all the students in danger, and you'd receive further pressure from the media than you already have. The entirety of CHS and CJS for that matter will shatter!!!"

"He could never do such a thing!!! He would never do such a thing!!!" Luna retaliated with fury, sparking a wide-eyed fear in everyone.

"He..." Luna coughed, trying to calm her nerves, "He has paid many of his sentences and dues. Is that not enough? We believe that he should be given a chance to be redeemed, and this is what Celestia and we have decided on. If he didn't... He wouldn't have requested us personally, for a job, right at the beginning of the year. We prioritised almost the entire term to negotiate with the justice system and parole board for him to be employed here, and only then did they agree with their own numerous conditions last week. No matter our own opinions or reasons, we are giving him a second chance, and this decision is final. Please do not let the media cloud your judgement upon his arrival, he is still a teacher, and will become one of us. But should he violate any conditions on his parole, then yes he shall pay for them, and never to come here again."

"... Fine. I respect your decision. But if he does lose it, don't say I didn't warn you!" Lita remarked,

"Very well. We have been warned." Luna nodded in approval,

"Well, everyone..." Nagisa reluctantly looked at a clock hanging above the TV, "Our meeting has come to a close. I want to thank you so much for coming. Now if anyone drove here and drank, we're more than happy to drive you back!"

"Thanks for having us Nagisa." Lita thanked as she and the other teachers stood up, "you're making a lot of effort to help our academic teaching, whilst it may not be perfect, I appreciate that."

"I know this may be a bit too late, but it feels like you're a teacher of CHS now!" Phos answered,

One by one, the teachers said their thank yous and goodbyes to the three teachers, until they and the Vice-Principal remains.

"Thou should know..." Luna stood up, "are thou trying to revolutionise teaching?"

"No no no... I believe that each should have their own method of teaching and that there is no right or wrong. It's what Korosensei said about our Junior High School life anyway."

"Well..." Luna chuckled, "we can see that you dedicate quite a lot to the students of your club."

"Only when they have concerns. As of now, they seem fine."

"We guess that answers our question." Luna chuckled, "Perhaps it's not just the students you are worried about..."

"なに? (What?)" Nagisa tilted his head,

"It seems to us you are just as worried for the teachers of Canterlot High School too. Was it perhaps when you felt the need to address that teachers were important to our student's success?"

"Uh... Well... I guess? Holding this meeting and speaking with them, it felt like... I was back in Junior High School, planning ways to... You know. Assassinate our teacher?"

"We see..." Luna nodded, "Class E had worked together in order to take down their teacher. Each of your memories with him shaped your way through adulthood. It seems you would like to branch out to our teachers this way."

"Uhh..." Nagisa tried to avoid eye contact.

"But of course, you may think differently from us." Luna chuckled, "well then. Goodnight to you three, and we greatly appreciate your efforts of organising this meeting and trying to gather the teachers together, even if it is considered short. I hope the night will give you a peaceful rest for tomorrow."

"Goodbye Vice-Principal." Yada waved as the Night-shaded woman left the grounds, "get back home safely!"

"Well, I'd say it's a start." Kimura shared as he began packing up, "I'd say it's not a sharp as briefings go, but then again this is education, not Special Forces."

"Well, we're all going to be thrown in an operation starting next week. Every teacher and student are going to be on their toes for the exams."

"Hmm..." Nagisa thought to himself once again,

"Kimura, can you be a dear and clean everything up for me? I'll be taking a quick shower!"

"Yes Madam," Kimura saluted,

"Aww, you really are a sweet person." Yada giggled as she retreated to her room.

"Well, Nagisa? Care to help out?" Kimura asked,

"Oh... Sure..." Nagisa wearily accepted as he began picking up the alcohol-filled glasses and carried them to the kitchen. Learning more about the thief, bumping into Forsythe and having lunch with him, that email from Sunset, the entire meeting, and Luna's words... It truly was an interesting Saturday for him, and it certainly left him a little shaken. Even so, things will get very rocky for him, and the entirety of CHS... As there is just one more day... For when the gates to the Coliseum will open...

Nagisa's Notes

Thunderlane

14. His endurance and stamina are quite high (according to the beep test), perhaps a majority of that stems from his Parkour training.

15. Vulgar he may be, he wasn't all troublesome or rebellious. He has his fair share of discipline and awareness when he was still training under parkour. Reasons for leaving unknown.

Important things to consider:
I've been writing about my students for a while... But only the first five. I need to start writing about Cloudchaser and Flitter.

What Vice-Principal Said... Should I keep a notebook regarding my colleagues as well?

Author's Note

Dear Readers, this is Tythen here.

First off, I'd like to say thank you so much for reading up to this point, and I hope that today's story content regarding the chronological time won't throw people for a loop after reading it through a linear line. The next release of this story will not be the start of the next week, but a rather special short excerpt that occurred at the start of Term 2...

Before Meeting the New Teacher...

"Do di doo..." A Janitor whistled as he wiped his mop from side to side, cleaning the vast and empty hallways of the school. It was a very quiet experience, and something the Janitor himself felt... Peaceful, yet lonely.

To him, he understands that when the most annoying students decide to 'accidentally' litter or stick gum in the hardest to get places, it makes his life and job harder. It's not just moping the floor as seen by the students all the time.

But it's no fun when no one's around. Were they here, he'll be thrilled to teach them about littering and how important it is to keep the school clean for themselves and future generations. Keyword being 'teach' of course... A student getting followed and pestered by a hungry rolling-and-talking garbage can is a great learning experience for remembering to put your trash in the bin. In fact, anything that tears any form of logic apart for the kids is always a learning experience for them, to never underestimate the small things in life.

*Tap* *Tap*

The janitor paused. A certain sound was not meant to be here. Could it be a little pigeon made its way into here and is walking on the floor? Eh... I'm sure the little tyke will get out on its own. Birds are smart animals too, except when it comes to food that is... It's fun to just tweak a batch of bird seed for one day, and see them becoming the secondary predator to nearby students!

*Tap* *Tap*

The Janitor stopped thinking about his past deeds. There's that tapping again... SOMEONE must be here. Definitely not Celestia or Luna, their walking sounds are too loud, especially when they're wearing high heels.

No... The Janitor suspiciously narrowed his eyes. This tapping belongs to another person... Someone very unfamiliar.

"Who's there?" The Janitor snapped, darting his head towards the empty hallways. The tapping stopped, but there was no sign of any shadow or silhouette to be seen.

"Well, I'll be." The Janitor croaked, "must be getting old. But that won't be helping the floor anytime soon."

'Phew' A dark figure whispered to himself behind a cardboard box. 'That was close. This guy must be really perceptive. I'd better avoid contact at all costs. It peeked over the corner once again, noticing that the Janitor has finished mopping the crossroad of hallways.

'Great. Now that the cleaner is walking to the left area of this crossroad, I just need to go straight ahead. I'll be able to find the room necessary.' After a few seconds of further waiting, it could hear the sound of footsteps and wheel creaking fading away.

'Great, coast is clear.' The Shadow rose from its hiding spot and strode across the hallway intersection right behind the Janitor's back.

Or so he thought... The moment his first foot touched the area of the intersection was the moment where it got stuck. By the time the shadow realised that his first foot was somehow glued to the floor, it was too late to retract his other.

Uh-Oh. The shadow's feet were stuck in the middle of the intersection, and beyond comprehension, it began panicking. 'How is the ground so sticky!?' The Shadow huffed and puffed, eager to get out, 'If anything, it should have been slippery! And where's the warning sign for a wet floor anyway!? If the janitor leaves a floor so sticky like this, he must be doing a bad--'

'WAIT A MINUTE...' A sudden realisation crossed the shadow's mind. He briefly turned to see the Janitor 5 metres behind him, shaking and chuckling on his spot.

"Did you ever think for a moment you could sneak around the school during holiday periods oh-so unnoticed?" The Janitor spoke and slowly turned around to give a devious, toothy grin. "You're quite mistaken sonny boy!"

"W-Wait!" The Shadow raised his hands in surrender, "I-I'm not trying to sneak around! I-I'm just trying to get to the Principal's office!"

"Then why the sneaking? It's very much suspicious to some." The Janitor walked closer to his shadowy prey. "Your actions belie your intentions!"

"I-I-I-I just don't want any trouble!" The shadow yelped, "I'm just heading to an interview by the Principal and Vice-Principal!"

"Ooooohhhhhh..." The Janitor responded with relief, his smile and body calming down. "Then you really don't have to sneak around here then! I mean, it's certainly tension-filling and it gives the peace a much-needed break, but we're a School, not a top-secret HQ ripe for plans to steal!"

"S-Sorry. I've only arrived in Equestria last week, and I'm still very unsure about the people I'm living with. I'm sorry!" The Shadow bowed,

"Then that clears things up! Let me guess. You're here for the newly established Neighponese Class for the upcoming terms right?" The Janitor asked,

"Y-Yeah. Name's Nagisa Shiota. Nice to meet you!" He bowed once again.

"Ah yes, the Neighponese greeting. If you ask me, your manners and behaviour will suit you just fine for our school. But good luck anyway!"

"A-Actually," Nagisa stopped, "I'm still stuck here. C-Can you get me out?"

"Right! Just a moment." The Janitor grabbed a spray bottle and sprayed water around Nagisa's feet. "Better?"

"Y-Yeah." Nagisa pulled out his foot as an answer. "What's your name?"

"Me? Well... I'm the Cleaner, Caretaker, Groundskeeper, Landscaper, Handyman, Garbageman, the man that is responsible for all of the maintenance around the school. If you really want a name to my gorgeous face, just call me The Janitor. I assume you know where to go?"

"Yeah..." Nagisa nodded, "is the uh... Floor still sticky?"

"The moment the stuff gets dry, the stickiness wears off. If you happen to get stuck before the stuff dries up, then just put some water on it!"

"The Janitor?" Nagisa questioned, "are you the only one working here? That's a lot of responsibilities!"

"Oh no no no, there are plenty of others that do maintenance around the school, some better than me. But if I'm on the premises, it's just me and me only..." He showed his toothy grin once again.

"O-Okay then. Thanks once again!" Nagisa nodded, offering his smooth young hand to shake.

"Word of advice sonny," the Janitor continued, shaking his hand "we may seem like a boring school here, the students mostly, don't let that fool you. There are some secrets that the school has, secrets that defy all form of logic, and are just as life-threatening... When that happens, or when I'm around, expect things to get pretty... Chaotic. Toodle-loo!"

Nagisa nodded at that advice and made his way to his destination, no longer being sneaky.

"Oops," The Janitor noticed the soles of Nagisa's shoes coloured in Blue, Pink and White. "I forgot about to tell him about the other effect of the stuff. Oh I don't mind!!! I enjoy surprises, especially the unpleasant ones!!!"

"Come in!" Celestia responded at the knocking of her door.

"Principal Celestia?" The Azure-eyed teacher walked into the office.

"Mr Nagisa Shiota, a pleasure to meet you." Celestia bowed,

"Oh no." Nagisa bowed back, "the pleasure is all mine."

"Please have a seat." Celestia offered. "I must say, you write a very convincing message in your personal letter to me."

"Well..." Nagisa sat down, "I forgot to proof-check it days after you received it. My bad."

"We all have clumsiness in our lives, I can overlook that." Celestia answered, "do you have your teaching portfolio?"

"Here," Nagisa pulled out a large file filled with all his merits and credentials as a teacher. It included a copy of his Secondary Education Degree at the University of Tsukuma, his details, conduct records, a reference letter, and student-teacher photos of his former school in Neighpon, Paradise High. One peculiar thing he brought to the table were a set of special details and records written by a teacher that goes by the name of Korosensei. Celestia felt absorbed by the numerous information of the foreign Neighponese teacher.

"Thank you once again for coming. As you know, establishing a Neighponese classroom is a big step into uncharted territory, and as such, we are looking for a teacher who can help support that step."

"Of course." Nagisa nodded, "it goes both ways for our countries."

"I'm curious. Why did you become a teacher?" Celestia asked,

"It was back when I was still a Junior High School Student, or Middle School in Equestrian school terms. And the big form of inspiration came from my teacher. His teaching really brings the students together and allows them to cooperate easily. This collective view and teamwork is a culture thing, but the team building stemming from it is valuable for any teaching institution regardless."

"I see, that explains why you brought your Junior High School records along. Korosensei was his name?" She inspected the Junior High School file.

"Yes." Nagisa nodded, "to be honest, he changed my entire life and perspective of myself and the future. If he was not part of my life as a teacher, I would have been somewhere else, and somewhere worse. The same goes for all my classmates at that time too."

"Then I'm sure he's done a really good thing." Celestia smiled sympathetically, "for a teacher to mean a lot to the students' hits very close to home. It reminds me of when Canterlot High School was just a small building, and I was one of very few Teachers."

"Yeah."

"Next question. What do students look for in a teacher?"

"Well." Nagisa confidently replied, "Teaching can be problematic. Having the study material ready for your students is one thing, but getting them to listen is another. The best way to teach your kids is getting their attention. I know of students who would slack off, or threaten their own teacher with death or harm. Not only is it rude, but it will completely hinder their knowledge that they should take into consideration for the future. You could say that a teacher could be passionate, but at the same time, students look up to those who are respectful, willing to lend an ear, and trustworthy for many things. Someone that they can lean on."

"Interesting. To follow that up, what should a teacher be like in order for success?"

"Although it may be considered outdated, it never has fallen short of effective. They are shown what it's like to be threatened, to show them never to take things like death lightly. If anything, it would keep the students in line. At the same time, however, I show compassion and kindness whenever they do behave, as it's something they deserve. Whilst I know that students can look forward to learning if their teacher is compassionate, my priority is the conduct and discipline of the class. I believe that every teacher has their own ways of doing things and that they can succeed from it." Nagisa took a deep breath for a break and continued.

"But at the same time, a teacher must be open, show compassion to each and every student with no favourites or hates, and most importantly be encouraging in the choices they make, while giving them advice for thought and wonder, like keeping an open mind. There are empowering strengths and glaring weaknesses when it comes to individuality and collectivity of students. I... I believe that a student needs both to cover for each other, the abilities that make them unique should work in tandem with other students with their abilities. A teacher has to be impartial to numerous views of the world, whether it's education or politics. As impossible as it is, a teacher would want to show his students that he or she will refuse to pick a side, or at least balance each side to maintain what it means for humans to cooperate with each other, not tear each other apart. I've learnt that through my experience back in Neighpon, and the various standards that I studied of the West. It's also what... Korosensei would say too."

Celestia gazed at the petite teacher before him, her gaze completely absorbed into his, a gaze so serious, that it felt like Nagisa was being analysed.

"You are right." Celestia finally broke the silence. "You truly are moulded by your teacher. All those questions answered, from your mind and heart, you have been thinking about him."

"Uhh..." Nagisa stepped back a little, turning very red.

"Following in the footsteps of someone very dear to them is very common. Whether it is your family, your siblings, your teachers, or an idol. But when people grow, they will no longer walk down that path and prefer to walk down their own. Such is how one achieves independence and individuality."

"..." Nagisa's spirit began dropping. It seems that the Principal is not impressed or convinced.

"Don't mope Nagisa." Celestia kept an observant eye, "there is absolutely nothing wrong in continuing to follow someone's footsteps even in Adulthood. Instead, I can say that your role model must be a great man, a great figure, a great human being."

"H-Hah... Yeah." Nagisa agreed, his eyes darting to and fro, "As I mentioned before, he changed my life a lot. If not for him, I would have followed my own way, and that way is... Well... It's a dark path. His path, his footsteps... It leads me to a brighter future. Not just for myself, but definitely for others. Especially my students."

"Mr Nagisa Shiota." Celestia announced, "thank you for your time coming to this interview. All you have answered and presented in this file will be important, should we consider your application."

"No. Thanks for giving me this opportunity." Nagisa stood up and bowed back.

"Be wary when you go out by the way." Celestia warned, "The Janitor is currently mopping the floor. He has a notorious reputation for the staff and students, so I'd suggest trying to avoid him."

"A-About that..." Nagisa gulped, "I tried that, and I failed. He's a very nice person, despite his... Notoriety."

"Oh dear..." Celestia gave a giggle, "my apologies for him. Granted, at least his behaviour is mellow compared to what he did when he was younger. By the way, I also suggest you check to see if he hasn't left any embarrassing mark on you."

"I don't think he's done anything," Nagisa responded, looking all around his stain-free clothes and now dry shoes.

"What about underneath those shoes?" Celestia suggested,

"Huh?" Nagisa jumped in shock at the sight of his Blue, Pink and White soles, "How did that get here? Why did that get here!? What is wrong with him!?!?"

"I see... He used his special stuff to mop the floor." Celestia sighed, "Aside from being as strong as superglue, it would also leave a visible mark on the stuck area. Speaking of which, those colours really do tell me more about you..."

"O-Oh no no no!" Nagisa quickly shook his head, "I am what I have told you in my letters and papers!"

"I see. In that case, would you like me to walk with you to the entrance? The Janitor won't dare perform any mischief when I'm around!" Celestia proposed,

"Y-Yes please, that would be great. Thank you so much!" Nagisa accepted with a bow,

After saying goodbye, Nagisa returned his newly bought apartment. Though the day around him was calm, anxiety was not enough to describe his shaking body. From the afternoon to the evening, he quivered as he did his usual activities of lunch, shopping for supplies and a trusty pedal-bike, and dinner. He has saved up so much money to afford all this for a new country and had to say tearful goodbyes to the school and students he had been with for a long time. But he needed a job straight away, not just for the money, but in order to lay a foundation to understand what a whole new world was like.

Especially for what is about to happen... If he doesn't do this, it's going to be back to painful job hunting, and Goddess knows how small opportunities there are for teachers in Equestria, let alone a foreign one.

No. Don't think so negatively... Korosensei wouldn't have wanted that. Failure is a part of learning. Just like what had happened with Hayami and Chiba, we can always try finding another way, never get hung up on failure. No matter how small an opportunity there is, it is still an opportunity regardless.

*Ring Ring*

His phone... And that song... Hearing it always makes him jump to its beat. He looked at the number of the caller, it was Celestia's as what he remembered.

The moment of truth has come...

"Hello?" Nagisa answered,

"Good Evening Nagisa, this is Principal Celestia of Canterlot High School."

"Hello! Nice to hear from you again!" Nagisa greeted, his legs shaking even more.

"Yes, after some serious consideration with other important faculty members about your application and interview, we have agreed on a unanimous decision."

"A-And that is?" Nagisa gulped,

"Your experience and authenticity with Neighpon, as well as your great efforts in reading through Western Education in order to bring out both its values and cover its flaws, is way beyond what I'm looking for, praise the Sun."

"Wait." Nagisa froze, "does that mean?"

"Welcome to Canterlot High School, Mr Shiota. A warm and radiant voice came from the phone. "Starting from the upcoming term, you are our Neighponese Teacher, and will be introduced to the entire student body in the beginning of the term."

"YESSSSS!!!!!!!" Nagisa leapt to the air with tremendous joy, then abruptly stopped as he was reminded about professionalism. "I-I mean, thank you so much, Principal!"

"I look forward to working with you in our future." Celestia responded, "And I hope that you will be able to fulfil your path as Korosensei."

"I will." Nagisa acknowledged with determination, "Thank you so much."

"See you soon. Farewell for now."

"Bye!" Nagisa finished as he ended the call. Of all things, he did it. Well, he really should be confident, but... Yeah, he did it regardless. He can't wait to tell the news to everyone,

"Hey, guys!" Nagisa opened up a video call to his friends, "I got the right job! I did it!"

"Well done!" Rio Nakamura, one of the many geniuses in her class, now an interpreter working for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in Neighpon, applauded and congratulated.

"Of course you'd pull through. Never doubted you for a second." Hiroto Maehara, a talkative playboy back then, now an even bigger loudmouth sensation as a TV and Radio Host.

All of his former classmates around him said their own form of congratulations and compliments to another of their own landing a job in Equestria.

"In that case," A sly and conniving voice spoke, "Looks like our 1st phase is going very smoothly. We now have two of Class E in Equestria."

"Is anyone able to come over yet?" Nagisa inquired,

"Not as of now, sorry Nagisa." Kaede Kayano, a professional actress known back then and today, sighed. "I wish I could come earlier, but you know what we have to do... As assassins."

A sense of reluctance crossed Nagisa's mind.

"Something wrong Nagisa?" Kayano noticed,

"I may only have met her once, but..." He looked towards the window, where he could see a little of Canterlot High School. "The Principal seems really perceptive, and from what I heard, the students and teachers can get a little... Rough but bland. Like Nobodies."

"Well, that's what we thought at the beginning of Junior High. Look at us now." Maehara chuckled, "Sooner or later, you'll be able to change those self-impressions, and the impressions from others too. And if they're too foolish enough to care, then it's their damn loss, not ours."

"Nobody or Celebrity, we all share the same experiences. Success and Failure, Truth and Lies, Love and Hate, the list goes on and on." Nagisa spoke,

"Yeah yeah, we all know who got marked by Korosensei the most." Taiga Okajima, a student that has a... Perverted mind, which successfully drove him to be a professional photographer today.

"Anyways, I believe that sooner or later, they may find out. And if things get really unlucky here, I may have to spill the beans myself. For their sake mostly."

"Like some prisoner of war or captured spy? That's not very assassin-like Nagisa." Karma shook his head in disappointment, "What would Korosensei say?"

"He'd be very happy." Nagisa countered with a smile, "he'd be happy that as an assassin, I'm helping the school as a teacher, and to make sure that no harm befalls them. After all, he was a Teacher first and foremost."

Author's Note

Small update to the story: After looking through a bit more, I decided to swap the Location of the University Nagisa went to for another one that does Secondary Education (based of a real one).

Exams are coming!!! (The story I mean...)

Week 6 Monday: The Opening of the Colosseum (N. Shiota)

Nagisa's POV

The Week has come, the day rolls in.

And all students and teachers dread this moment, for that's when the Canterlot High School exams begin.

Okay, I think that was a bad rhyme. But hey, even an assassin can try. After all, having a diverse skill set to cover for many situations is vital as I've said before.

It's the Second Term of the School year and that signifies the midterms. Your efforts and milestones in studying up to now are graded and marked upon your present and future stages of life. With something so important on the line, it would pressure a student very far that they might change their usual shtick or daily school life to keep confident, and have nothing but a face filled with anxiety, insecurity, and fear.

The same goes for teachers. We're graded, marked, and judged by the overall performance of our students for every exam, and it also affects our lives. This system is prevalent in many schools in our world, and something that makes a week out of thirty-six stand out as the most crucial one if we ever want to be known as 'efficient' teachers rather than 'good'. Eu was one of those teachers who made sure her previous students were able to hit more than average, and from what I've learned, she definitely hasn't changed her scarring ways since then.

"Morning. Mr Shiota," The boy named Neon Lights waved as I parked my pedal-bike near the car park.

"Morning Neon," I responded, "so did you check the email I sent yesterday?"

"Sure did. It's pretty strange though... Most teachers wouldn't do such a thing because it's Sunday. Resting days and all."

"It's just a small reminder that's easy to write, doesn't cut down a lot of my resting time. So why not?"

"Are you going to be observing?" Neon continued,

"The Afternoon English Class for Morning, and the Noon Chem class for the Afternoon."

"In that case, I'll see you in the Afternoon!" Neon nodded,

"Good Luck Neon!" I waved as he ran on ahead.

The entire day had been nothing but discussion about the exams. Students were talking about how difficult the exams will be, how scared they are, the confessions for lack of preparations, or just disgusted that exams exist in the first place. As I said, it's nerve-racking to both teachers and students.

Canterlot arranges exam times like this. Every exam combines two back-to-back periods together. All students take the same exam at the same time but are separated into different rooms corresponding to their classes.

Outside the exam room was just your peaceful everyday corridor filled with student lockers and posters. Cross through that door, and you step into the sands of a fully packed Colosseum. Similar to how history retells it, gladiators are pitched either against monsters or each other, and they cross blades and shields to create an endless show of blood and dust, all for the sake of entertaining the crowd.

I was one of those gladiators back in Junior High School as a student. Now as a teacher I am part of the crowd, or rather the emperor; Sitting in the Imperial Box, and watching the war unfold below me...

... Though, I find it very alarming that I see Flash walking down the hallway to his next class or exam with a happy-go-lucky look, and walking according to some kind of beat ringing in his head... Coincidentally, I know just exactly what he's marching to, but that's going to have to come later. No one likes their exam invigilator to be late!

"Good Morning students." I addressed Ms Lita's morning class. "I will be watching over your English exam today."

A majority of the students gave sighs of relief while a few acknowledged the decision with a sharp nod. I guess Ms Lita gave them a hard time judging from their expressions and breathing... Not to mention their aura (thanks to that trip to 'Equestria') emitting a faint yellow.

"So," I continued the instructions, "you will have 10 minutes of reading time to read through the questions and plan ahead in your mind. You have three readings marked A, B and C. A will be used to answer 5 short comprehension questions. B focuses on your creative writing, where you must use one of the pictures shown and write a story about it. C is a small news document in which you must write an extended essay for a question given to you. 1 hour and 45 minutes are given for your test."

The class nodded,

"And need I remind you, cheating is strictly discouraged and absolutely prohibited." I continued, using a little bit of my bloodlust gaze, "So if you have anything written in your palms, spare paper, or your phones in class, I'll need you to scrub it out or turn them in right now. Otherwise, you and every student will be in trouble."

The students looked at each other, a fearful signal to do the right thing. Thankfully, none of the students showed any sign of anything hidden.

"Great!" I responded with an uplifting smile, "On that note, I'd also like you to hand in your phones before the exam begins. Unless you've been reminded constantly, that your phones should be placed within your lockers before entering. Now... Is there anything you'd like to add?"

No response from the students once again.

"Now, if you find any typo, spelling mistake or require extra working paper, then let me know. I have a checklist regarding on what should and should not be there, written up before the test, as Ms Lita does. Now students, make sure you keep an eye on the clock. Your reading time starts... Now!"

Ready or not, here they go... Every student spared no time gazing at the hideous creatures prowling around the arena; Analyzing everything they needed to know about their enemies and how to take each of them down. Each student grabbed their own assortment of weapons, threw in some last-minute practice on a technique, maybe even say a little silent prayer.

I looked at the grotesque horde of creatures, with looks that could kill and features that can spur the stubborn and confident to flee for their lives; Then turned to see the numerous students waiting behind the reinforced gates of the Colosseum. Some had their weapons raised and ready to strike; Others held their weapons close to their chest, their legs quivering like no tomorrow.

I looked at a gnomon next to my chair, casting its shadow onto a dial of numbers. I watch closely as the shadow edges closer and closer to the specified mark, the mark where I give the signal to raise the gates between the brave students and their monstrous adversities.

"Everyone!" I commanded, "You may begin writing!"

Pen to Paper, Steel against Skin. Each and every student began writing frantically, eager to slice their answers into their most questionable monsters before them. Some had no problem cleaving the first legion of monsters in their way. Fighters like Twilight and Sunset are once such example, defeating their quarry with grace and confidence. Others I could see were unsure of their skills. Redheart, for example, was quivering in her shoes as she pointed a flimsy spear against a monster... I'd wager it's question No.3. The way it was worded seemed a little tricky to comprehend, which needed two vital attacks to take it down.

I have confidence that Ms Lita and all the other English teachers, despite eccentricities (and believe me, Korosensei and I are quite like this ourselves), did their best in teaching the material to students. This was half the battle, however, the other half is a setback that is quite personal. Family pressure, self-grief, an unpleasant pessimist and sarcastic attitude, or just a plain happy-go-lucky attitude without care; Those things can really make or break exam performance.

That's a teacher's second half of the job, or at the very least, my job to the students of Canterlot High. To make sure that what they have learned is not as hard as trying to slay monsters that are 10 times larger than themselves.

Yesterday, I wrote an email to all official and temporary students of the Special Tutorship Club, reflecting on what Korosensei said to E Class about the importance of our schoolwork or academics in general, while using the basis of being assassins as an example, so it won't raise any red flags to those unfamiliar with me. Around their age, academics are wielded like a second blade or the building of a backup plan in their future lives. Going in with one single plan, no matter how confident you are in it, will become a very fragile life-ring if you're tossed in an uncontrollable sea. Yada, being Professor Bitch's student, knows well in advance how important it is to have many plans in advance for any presentation or business proposal. Same goes with Kimura, as taking down any hostile forces requires meticulous planning and back up plans. To breach, secure, rescue, neutralize, and escape. Leave a stone unturned, and it could mean your life.

Then I gave them the reminder to never be intimidated by the words of a question, no matter how scary it was arranged. Like internet comments, words are typed and written either to encourage or provoke others. Just take things slowly, remember the context, and sooner or later, the hulking beast that stands before Nurse Redheart and Fluttershy right now will be no more than a small slime trying its best to terrorize an innocent village. All they just need is to use a little elbow grease and send it flying...

An hour and forty-five minutes of endless bloodshed and rampaging have passed, and it was time to draw this battle to a close.

"Everyone," I stood up, "please finish any sentence you were on, then put your pens or pencils down. If you don't, then you may be penalized." A wave of sighs and groans of disappointment and relief washed over me,

"Congratulations everyone." I commended, "you have jumped over what is considered to be one of the toughest hurdles of your exams. Now, please place your papers on the right corner of your desk. Once I've collected and looked through yours, you are free to pick up your things and leave. Please do so quietly too."

As the students did so, I started at the front and worked my way back row by row. To each student, I received frowns of discontent and disappointment, to smiles of appreciation and gratitude. Some didn't even want to look at me and quickly walked out of the class once I took their papers and gave them the thumbs up. Once the last student has left the room, I neatly stacked and sorted all the papers by alphabetical order, ready to be marked. Ah yes... Marking and Grading, one of the most painful parts of being a teacher. Have fun Ms Lita and the other English teachers!

"Hey Nagisa," Ms Lita came up to me during Recess in the Teacher's Lounge.

"Yeah?"

"Heads up, thanks for stepping in to watch one of the English Classes." She thanked,

"No problem Lita, we're teachers. We help out each other, just like helping out with our students in thick and thin."

"Yeah, about that..." Ms Lita gave me an embarrassed look, "I heard about what happened during your first week to school. You do know that you have the benefit of getting Health Insurance as a teacher right?"

I froze... Health Insurance?

"And I checked in Neighpon too. Unless you were working in a Public School, you'd also get the benefits of Health Insurance."

Oh, Crap... I completely forgot I was entitled to that. Or was Paradise High School a Private School? I really can't remember my time there. Just my students.

"R-Really? W-Well..." I tried to speak, "I was working in a public school, and got injured on that same week I started. Didn't have time to set it up. Silly little me!" I gave a face to show my clumsiness to her and received a disappointed frown. Well, at least she doesn't know the real reason.

"Nagisa, you really need to thoroughly look at the details and rights you have as a teacher. You'll miss out on opportunities that you are entitled and have a right to." She reprimanded.

"I understand what you mean," I returned with a normal tone, "but it's not the end of the world, far from it. Besides, I only need the bare minimum to survive; Any excess I use is for my students and others. Should something bad happen to me and I receive compensation according to Law, Rights or Court, I'll take it. But I'm going to use that for something to prevent such cases like this, should it happen to the students."

"Ugh..." Ms Lita groaned, "so you really are one of 'those' people. All due respect Nagisa, this isn't Neighpon, and we live in a time where we get what we rightfully deserve. We will not settle for less."

"And you're still thinking that people with your mindset are separated by a Country's law, politics and culture. There are many people in Neighpon living their lives like you, and there are many people in Equestria living their lives like me. No one should be excluded or criticized just because they live life differently, be it living by their own rules, or the rules of others; parents, government, queen or Goddess."

"I see." Ms Lita reluctantly nodded, "I'll take your word for it. Just let me give a little small advice, the people I've seen who live like that end up as the bottom feeders of society; Irrelevant and forgotten."

"And I'm sure they have their own reasons doing so, aware of the consequences, and no regrets." I countered with a smile, eyes tight shut. "Nice sharing with you! Me and you, and the teachers of this school; Should go out for a drink or fun and games! ... Of course, after all, our exams are over."

"Right... I'll think about that too."

The 25 students before came as usual to the Tutorship Club, and with each of us knowing the important matter at hand, studied for their Chemistry exam with my approval. Heck, I even asked Phos beforehand to come along to give some guidance to his students, and he happily agreed.

"Now everyone, the periodic table will be provided in the exam. However, you will need to remember their atomic structure for yourself." Phos taught,

"Professor, can you explain the rules of balancing equations?" Vinyl asked,

"Sure thing!"

Well, I'd honestly like to help, but I can't remember much of my science skills, not unlike Okuda or Takebayashi. Besides, I've got the heads up that I'll have to start working on parts of the Neighponese exam myself before the end of this week.

But I'm worried about something else... If Ritsu really said what Pressure Shaker is all about, he would find the perfect time to sabotage the students at their most vulnerable state, being so occupied with exams, and not to mention all being in the same place. He was seen sneaking around the school the past few days, so why isn't he attacking? The thought of him sabotaging the school is putting a giant conflict in my decision making. Should I focus as an exam writer? Or a protector?

Actually, if it were Korosensei, he'd do both. That's probably a silly question to ask. In that case, focus on writing a part of my exam, run the Chem exam, then go back to the manor and deal with it there.

Now comes the final exam of the day, Chemistry. And like before, I'll be 'releasing' different monsters into the ring. Monsterous constructs, horrific creatures that were created due to unforeseen consequences of crazy genetic splicing or something like that. Call it being thematic.

I saw more of the boys here rather than the girls of the club here. Flash, Thunderlane, Noteworthy, Big Mac, Obi and Neon to name a few. Other ones I can see in the class is the one they call Comet Tail. I recognise this guy from the contest many weeks ago being part of the Science club, and also one of the brightest. I know Phos, Forsythe and even Eu hold him in high regard for his remarkable performances in classwork, homework and assessments. It goes without saying, but he is a confident match against Twilight in the subjects of Science.

"Your reading time starts now!" I announced after dealing with the rules and procedures. Despite the confidence and track record of Comet, he seems to be deeply intent on putting lots of insight into the monsters before him, wanting nothing but an absolute way of answering the questions and squash them like ants. He'd likely get a high grade on his High School Diploma, maybe even be an assassin. Though at his rate, he really wouldn't need the likes of me to tutor him.

However, I noticed something very concerning... Whereas everyone tried their hardest in taking down their monsters, Comet Tail doing it swiftly and efficiently, Flash seems to have taken a different path. His skill hits true, and lands a perfect hit into the enemy's weak point; But instead of putting it out of its misery, he just leaves it be for another target while whistling, giving it a long painful death. No no no... That's not what an Assassin would do... Only a sadistic torturer would do that, and I only know one guy who's able to do both in assassination and academics. By all means, Flash was definitely not on his level.

"Time's up everyone," I announced. "Please finish the sentence or answer you are on, then put your pens down. After that, please place your multiple choice answer sheet between the 2nd and 3rd page of the question booklet."

Whilst everyone was performing their final duties within the exam room, I cannot shake the sight of a student under my tutelage acting this way. I need to find out what is going on.

"Alright then," I spoke, "I'll be coming to you and taking your papers. Once I have yours, you are free to grab your stuff and go home." The class said nothing, and I began my march.

"Well done, Comet. Another tough trial passed through." I congratulated,

"Thanks, sir," Comet nodded,

"Congratulations Big Mac." I continued with my compliments, "I have high hopes you did well,"

"Eeyup." Big Mac nodded. It seems the students aren't as miffed or troubled as they were last Tuesday when they took the practice exam.

"So Thunderlane, how did it go?" I asked,

"It's... It's just over teach, just over." Thunderlane sighed,

"And well done to you too Derpy."

"No problem sir!" The yellow-haired girl saluted with her ever uniquely cheerful face.

"Well done, Flash." I approached him, "that's another hurdle out of the way."

"Of course," Flash smiled, "and it's just a lot more to push through."

"Yeah about that..." I gave a small frown, "I'd like you to come back here once you've packed your bag to go home."

"O-Okay sir," Flash reluctantly nodded. "A-Am I in trouble?"

"No, not at all. Just a little concern." I answered, "now get going. You don't want to be kept waiting, and neither should your siblings!"

"Are you sure sir?" Flash asked, "You've got a lot to set up tomorrow."

I looked around and whispered closely, "Going into a teaching job from a different perspective can yield many ways to get work done, not tested of course..."

"I see then, I won't take long." Flash nodded as he got up and walked out. I continued giving my compliments to each and every student I walked to meet, while everyone else was none the wiser that what I did was just to speak with Flash.

And it was just when I've fully stacked all the papers alphabetically and placed them neatly in an area where Phos or some other Chem teacher can collect them, that Flash strode into the room, bobbing his head side-to-side and walking to some rhythm like I saw this morning.

"Soooo... What do you need sir?" Flash asked,

"This may seem very out of ordinary compared to what I've done for the past 6 weeks, but I'm beginning to see a lot of concern, and something which I should have brought up a week ago."

"Is it something to do with Kuro that you need to share?"

"Of course not, it's something to do with you," I responded,

The moment I talked about him, his mouth straightened out, and his eyebrows were arched.

"Is it something to do with the practice tests we did for the past weeks?"

"Yes. Including the Physics and Chemistry one. Average across the board." I nodded, "whilst it's definitely not bad, seeing you like that today was disturbing. May I remind you are part of the Special tutorship club, and academics are just as important as your self-esteem; If you are really having difficulty with these tests, there is no shame in asking for help. Even we can't do everything by ourselves."

"Funny, that message was spoken in Sermon yesterday." Flash chuckled,

"And all the more cause for heeding such a message!" I stood up, "you're not putting in a lot of effort, and that's making me concerned!"

"Sir, we've been working our butts off thanks to you and the other teachers last week. I've got no cause for worry."

"And I know that, but there is a very fine line between confidence... And complacency." I rebuked.

Flash crossed his arms with an even bigger frown. "You've got to be kidding me."

"No, I am not." I shook my head, "and you shouldn't be kidding yourself. Assassins and soldiers are sticklers for detail. They wouldn't leave their mission without making sure the job is completely finished."

"That much is true," Flash firmly nodded in agreement, "and such a mission must be done without the slightest sign of panic or hesitation, as it will cost a life in a split second."

"But that also includes putting the effort in your academics and exams. Someone like you would know about putting all your eggs in one basket." I continued, "and whilst I do believe that appearances are deceiving, I wasn't judging by the look of your face."

"Oh..." Flash's eyes widened, "so you're using your 'Assassination Skills'. Interesting."

All of a sudden, the beating of his heart took a different turn, and each beat was a light amidst certain darkness. Oh-no... This is NOT good.

"As I said, you can always come to me if you've got any problems. Academic, and most importantly personal issues!" I continued my tone of concern. "You came here in order to improve your grades, and after looking through your practice tests and especially just now, it's definitely not your comprehension to your studies!"

"Very much acknowledged sir, but as I said, there's absolutely no worry." Flash replied, "It's going to be alright!"

Dammit! Why is he trying to avoid my concerns? It's blatantly obvious that I can read what you are thinking Flash! The things that you speak out of your mouth is true. And yet...

"There's no need to worry sir." Flash responded with care in his tone, "I'll be alright. Trust me."

"V-Very well then..." I swallowed, "just put more effort in your exams tomorrow... Like you did today."

"Will do sir. See you tomorrow!" He flashed me, pun intended, with that corny, cheerful smile of his and strolled out the door. To Korosensei, seeing smiles of confidence, encouragement, and empowerment was what he worked so hard for. This smile was the exact same thing, but it had the opposite reaction from me. In fact, I had no idea how I feel about this.

This wasn't anger spurred from people yelling death threats at each other, nor was it the bullying of students. This was a complete blow to me, seeing this form of distrust. Sure, there were always many grey rocks along the path of being an assassin-teacher, but they were reconciled. Flash, on the other hand, was heavily focused on that. Focused on me, and how to get past me as an assassin, instead of refining his studies. Worst of all? I can see it was a work in progress. He was hiding things and reasons regarding his complacency, he was aware of what I'm doing to him, and what my reaction was going to be the moment he admitted that, even if it wasn't a provocation at all.

He came to class as the most respectful person, even more so when he did what he did for the past few weeks. Now he's able to find ways to avoid or counter any strengths of any suspicious figure in his mind. He's very perceptive, yes. But he's the last person in my mind to do something like that. I swear the only way to show someone like him that I care is that I should--

No. Stop RIGHT NOW Nagisa. Do NOT lose your temper and cross the border of harming students. This is not what I am... I just... I just have to be careful with him... I can't take any chances either. I'll need to find a way to get back his trust as a whole or build a form of trust if there never was one.

And just like that, the thought of Pressure Shaker had slipped my mind. Though I am concerned. He has not been seen for the entire school day. A concern, but all the more to work harder on keeping him out for this week.

"Urgh..."

Deep in the late night, a man, beaten and bloodied out of the blue, fell to the knees of his assailant smartly clad in black; Tie, shoes, fedora, everything.

"Wha-!? Wh--!? I thought we had a deal!!!" The injured man growled, "if I dealt with that fucking teacher, you'd leave me alone!"

"And yet you still have not dealt with him after one entire week." The man cooly responded, "and to say that you're an expert in crimes?"

"I'm a robber, not an arsonist!" The man spat, only to receive a sharp kick to his face.

"If you think a job like mine is an easy cakewalk compared to yours, think again." The man in black spoke, retaining his cool-headed tone, "we have to deal with the worst of people in the world you know. Ungrateful citizens, ridiculous protestors, backstabbing colleagues. It's thanks to people like them that we've resorted to people like you." He took a moment to adjust his fedora, "and given your track record? I'm honestly kind of disappointed. Such a genius in technology and guts in getting things your way, but a complete farce when it comes to fisticuffs."

"I knew it..." Pressure Shaker growled, "you're big time. Part of the fucking Government... So you really are fucking dirty!"

"Dirty or not, we make sure our employees are efficient, and that's NOT what you're doing. So let me make this quick..." The black man mercilessly grabbed the criminal by his hair, causing Mr Shaker to screech in pain.

"Hey!" The black-dressed man firmly cupped a hand on his victim's mouth, "none of that! I'll be giving you one last chance. I want you to finish the job by the end of this week. If not... It's back to the clinker for you!"

"That ain't going to work..." Pressure grinned, "I can always escape, bailout or otherwise!"

"Oh, I'm not done..." The man grinned back, adding force to the hair-pulling. "All your hard earned money? Confiscated, and most definitely burnt to ash."

"You wouldn't!!!" Pressure roared,

"Don't test me. All your accumulation is but a single bit compared to other large companies. It's a waste to some, but it's all the more to set an example that can stick to you for life. Understand?"

"F-Fuck you!!!" Mr Shaker cursed,

"Alrighty then. That's all I needed to tell you. Nighty-Night." The black-dressed man chuckled as he delivered a merciless blow to Mr Shaker's stomach.

"Not to worry... Someone like you will be able to walk it off back to your kiddy cave before anyone shows up." The man laughed. "Now what's next on the agenda... Oh yeah! Time to pay a visit to that Sapphire Blue Spiky-haired teenager!!! This is going to be very exciting..."

Author's Note

Nagisa's Notes

Flash Sentry

*IMPORTANT*

He's being very aware now. I need to make sure to get him focused for his test, rather than on me.

Week 6 Tuesday: A Soldier's Horror (F. Sentry)

Flash's POV

So this is what happens when I'm being myself... Focused heavily on any threat to myself or my family. Looks like another threatening trial that the Goddess knows, but decided not to tell me for the sake of finding my own destined fate.

I was unable to sleep last night, unable to think about nothing but the intruder. What he demanded of me, and the consequences if I didn't accept... It made me incredibly sick to my stomach...

I woke up, did my daily morning routine earlier than usual. Only this time, I was alone, not with my younger sister and brother. I quickly packed the things I needed and hurried to school for another day of exams, today being Maths, Geography, and Biology. I had no intentions of worrying or being concerned, especially not for the rest of the week.

"Morning Flash!" Microchips greeted as I walked up the steps, "you look like a mess. Is everything alright?"

"... No..." I answered, "It's not..."

"Oh dear, all night studying?" Micro looked concerned,

"Yeah. It's the subjects I'm being a bit concerned about." I answered. Yes, it was true. I did have problems with Biology, though my Maths was pretty average. But make no mistake, going through Eu's classes in school and after really did help, just like I told Mr Shiota. But the intruder was a bigger picture for me, and I sure as hell can't tell Micro, even if he's my closest friend. "But I'll pull through, we always do."

"Heh, it's great to hear that confident tone of yours behind that worried look. Always thinking differently. Good luck to you!"

"Yeah... Good luck to me. I'll need all I can do to get through this."

Walking into the exam room was like approaching a battlefield, occupied by the most frightening enemy. For me, I'd assist and work together with my allies alongside important intel in order for a secure advance, but because of the exam, it was every soldier for him and herself. Each has their own enemies to defeat, and when it came to confronting the questions, there is a hit and miss. Hit, and you've got another point of survival. Miss, and you'll end up with a bullet lodged in your chest with a side of excruciating pain.

What Mr Shiota said, and the sermon from Minister Victor was true. There were many things that we can't do on our own. And because of that, as I've put trust in the Goddess, I've been relying a lot on my teachers, regardless of who they are, to understand how X does Y, and how to apply it on my own. Professor Eu, Professor Python, even Ms Lita. Even if I may not have done well in my past exams, I've always trusted and given it my all in their words, asking for when I don't understand or find some concepts a little grey. That's exactly what I aim to prove as I shoot down a platoon of faceless soldiers with plenty of maths symbols adorning their helmets.

When the exam was over, and I handed in my paper, I grabbed my food for recess, and sat outside in the grass, hastily thinking about how I was going to march across the Biology battlefield. Not paying attention that Micro came to me again, this time bringing Sandal and Bulk with him.

"Hey Flash, you really need to chill." Sandal spoke first, "otherwise you're just going to end up feeling plenty of despair. Not good for your spirit you know."

"I know..." I sighed, "it's just... I've felt like I've really lagged behind on my studies."

"Hey!" Bulk placed a hand on my shoulder, "we're not even graduating yet! It's not the SAT's, so even if we don't do well, we'll always learn from our mistakes! Right, you two?"

"Of course! Failure is the mother of success!" Micro agreed while Sandal nodded. Huh, I guess for a pessimistic guy like you Sandal, you sure do smile for your friends.

"Yeah... Yeah, you're right." I nodded in appreciation, "thanks for cheering me up guys."

"Hey!" Micro laughed, "that's what friends are for! Do you want to study together then? I know my bio from back to front."

"Sure, let's do it!" I accepted and spent time together doing Biology. Yeah, I really value my friends but if I told them what was really happening, they would be worried themselves. They would say forget it, but that's not easy or possible. It's something I can't throw onto them, especially right now.

When Mr Shiota came along, boy it was a surprise. I thought of him as just another teacher, and that I'd give him the same amount of intention and trust that I would to all my other teachers and the principal. That changed when I learnt that he was an assassin, and related to Korosensei of all people. Believe me, death is something I take into heavy priority, as I lost both my parents to that. I know they're in a better place, but I'll have to live right now without them. To have a sudden attack in a Demilitarized Zone, and for my Mom to visit him too! I will never forget the day when the army officials came to me during Military School and showed me the letter of that news, and learned that there was nothing I could do to save them. To live and learn from that, I made sure that I would never leave the game of death to chance. Especially if the players were me, my siblings, and my friends.

I trusted Mr Shiota more than I ever could from Week one of his appearance. I was dead set on retreating from Windcaller when we ran off his trail, but when Mr Shiota came, I was willing to trust him and take him down, and down he did, at the risk of his own life. That changed my entire perspective of an assassin, especially one that values and is aware of how precious life is. He was a teacher that not only I could rely on for my Neighponese learning, but also a way to survive the game of death. It was his courage and self-sacrifice that I gave all my damndest to make that plan and give Windcaller a second taste of defeat.

But little by little, I remembered who I was dealing with, and suddenly I cannot forget the potential danger of when he sent us the file of Assassination 101, brought Ms Yada and Coach Justice to CHS, experienced his special Clap Stunner, and read my mind regarding my thoughts about allowing Professor Eu to do her duty as a teacher. The conversation on the CHS message board was the final push that tipped my trust in him over the cliffs when Cheerilee told me that he has kept a record of not just Thunderlane, but almost everyone who's a part of the Tutorship Club. I began to perceive him as a threat and laid my studies aside so I could work out what to do with him... The result? I was able to change my thoughts at a moment's notice, and maintain a steady breath and composure. That's what you get when you are part of a military school.

But maybe... No... I was wrong to have done that. What happened with that intruder... His demands and consequences... Despite what I have said to him, he's... He's the only one that has the experience for this situation, the experience that I trust. Perhaps I should tell him what has happened, right after I have to mow down the merciless onslaught of giant vicious insects.

I really wanted to be alone for lunchtime, but I remember what I thought about back then during the Biology exam, and had to go. Course, I knew that there were going to be other things that will come up, and one of them was the concern of my other set of friends.

"Hey, Flash." Soarin walked over to me, "are you feeling alright? You seemed to be in a bit of trouble at recess until your best friends showed up."

"Huh? No... I'm fine, don't worry." I answered,

"You sure?" Rarity was the next to come up, "but when you were leaving the Biology exam, you had a worried look again. As if you lost something."

"It's something personal, don't worry about it," I answered,

"Really," Fluttershy jumped up, "it's okay to tell us about it. I've done so before, so can you. What's the problem?"

"I said not to worry about it. We've got our exams to deal with, we can always talk about this at the end of the exams. I promise."

"You promise?" Fluttershy asked, her eyes locked onto mine.

"I... I promise." I nodded. For a moment there, I felt a wave of bliss wash over me, and I felt peace for a little while.

"Yay!" Pinkie jumped for joy, "why not a little tune from your guitar as well? It will lighten the mood!"

That sentence made me lose my cool and I slammed my fist on the table, causing everyone to cease what they were doing and look at me. I stood up with a begrudging glare at a tiny-eyed and shaken Pinkie, but then I realised what I was doing, and calmed down.

"Sorry Pinkie." I apologised for my outburst, "there will be no guitar... Not anymore..." I lowered my head, "not... anymore!"

"Flash," Mr Shiota chimed in, "do you want to go outside and talk?"

"Y-Yes sir," I nodded, a rock of sadness hit me in the gut as I walked towards him, and out the door, followed by the gazes of the many students sitting in the same class with me.

"Hey Flash, are you alright?" He asked me as he took me to the Languages department, currently empty.

"S-Sir, why don't you read my mind?" I sniffed, "you can probably tell after all."

"I would but... At a time like this... It is better for you to confess yourself rather than wring it out of you."

At times like these? No... But...

"Then if you want me to start, I can tell that you really need my help, despite what you had said. Can you carry on from there?"

Alright then... You asked... That's enough encouragement for me to answer...

"Is that so huh?" I spoke on the phone, "you are really putting lots of effort into your studies now."

"What can I say?" First answered, "You're not the only one who needs to do his best!"

"Alright then, just remember to come home for dinner!" I laughed as I ended the phone call. The first day of exams down, and I'm super confident about it! Almost so much that I'm beginning to worry Mr Shiota... If only he knew... Actually, I think he already knows. Guess it's working. I should focus on developing it further, and then I'll work on my Biology and Maths! I devoted one and a half hours in remembering my past experiences in military camps, such as breathing techniques, psychological warfare, and some past embarrassing moments that scarred me for life, hypothesising and testing it from the knowledge I know about Mr Shiota. Then I spent 2 hours working on my Biology as I promised myself while remembering the knowledge of microorganisms and the structure of a microscope as Professor Eu drilled into me.

But when the sun came down and it was time for dinner, I got a bit worried. This wasn't the first time both my siblings went out to study with their friends, and they would normally be back by 1800 hours. It's 1805, and they were always a stickler for time. I was about to grab my coat and go find them for a stern talking to until I heard the doorbell ring. Phew! A bit late, but a relief they were safe!

"Ah! Welcome back!" I opened the door to greet a tall man dressed in black.

"Why thank you!" A completely unrecognizable voice replied. "Even though we've never met."

"Wha!?" I gasped once I found out that the person I opened the door to was not my siblings at all, and before I could react in a split second, he was faster than that to deliver a quick blow to my head, knocking me unconscious.

As I regained my senses I found myself restrained to my bed with a rope, while the man dressed in black sat comfortably on my chair.

"Wh-What the hell are you doing!?" I roared, "let me go!"

"Ah, a courageous spirit!" The intruder spoke in an unnatural, low, cartoonish voice, "sadly, it doesn't hide your sense of fear."

As I looked further at him. Something hinted me about this intruder's identity. Dressed in black... And the Neighponese word for that was...

"Kuro... You're Kuro!!!" I yelled, "You're the one who sent that threatening letter to my teacher! You're the one who set his apartment on fire! You're the one... Behind the damned tentacles!"

"Ah-ha, very clever too. Flash Sentry was it? That's what I like about you!" The intruder chuckled, "in that case, let me make this quick. I'm sure you know what I want you to do."

"Convince him to go back to Neighpon!? I'd rather die than betray him!!!" I roared,

"Are you sure?" Kuro asked, "even if you had doubted him today? About his assassin methods?"

I froze, how did he know about that!? Damn... Is he bluffing, or is he serious!? Either way... I've got to accept the worst and continue.

"Even if I did... It's only between me and him! I won't harm his job or obstruct other students for my own suspicions! He may be an assassin, but he still carried his intended duty as a teacher, he's proven that for the past 6 weeks!"

"So you do hold trust in him despite questioning his motives, how very admirable." Kuro answered, "and that's why I have a backup plan. You are loyal indeed, but who should you be loyal to?"

"Spit it out and be done with it!" I yelled.

"Now now," Kuro laughed again as he looked around the room. "Being hasty is no good, let me teach you how to take things slow, and with obedience... Hey! What's this?" Using the rollers on the chair, he moved himself to where my guitar is and gently picked it up. "It's a very nice guitar you've got there. You're a musician huh... Reminds me of some friends back when I was in my teenage years."

"..." I stared angrily at him, as he strummed the strings a little.

"Now... What was I thinking? Oh, that's right! To teach you what it means to be slow and obedient!" Kuro cackled, and swung the guitar down, splitting it in half. But he didn't stop there. Again and again, he slammed it to the floor with a monstrous force until the red guitar I've been playing for my entire life, was no more but a mess of mahogany, maple, strings, pickups, knobs, and machine heads. I could even see parts of a cutie mark shattered with the wood. One I know very well.

"Well, that certainly was rocking!" Kuro clapped his hands with joy, "hope that was a fun show!!!"

"You..." I growled. Words can not describe the absolute wrath I am feeling right now.

"Oh dear, looks like I plucked a nerve. Did that Guitar mean a lot to you? In that case..." He pulled out a smartphone, "perhaps a hack like you can now understand your situation!"

"Mmph! Mmph!!!" A mellow sound of help and desperation came flying from that phone. My eyes widened even further, there's no mistaking that sound.

"I'm sorry... Can any of you remove a gag from one of those twits?"

No...

"Big Brother!!!" A sharp voice pierced my throat, "help us!!! Please!!!"

NO!!!

"Help us Flash!!!" The mellow sound belonging to that first voice became clear. It sounded young. Almost mistaken for a girl's voice. "Please!!! You got to stop him!!!"

"NO!" I yelled. That young voice was First Base. And that second sharp voice? That's Scootaloo!

"Now let me repeat my question. Who will you be loyal to?" Kuro continued, "your teacher? Or your siblings?"

"You bastard!!!" I swore at him, "I will never forgive you!!!"

"Uh uh uh!!!" Kuro waggled his finger, "remember what I said about being too hasty? In fact... You assumed that I wanted your beloved Neighponese teacher to get straight outta Equestria, that's not the case..."

"What!?"

"No. I want you to give him the utmost full respect and trust in your ongoing exams. Don't make him worry."

"Why the hell are you so obsessed with him!? Why are you preventing him in stopping a threat!?"

"Ah ha..." Kuro gave me a wide sharp grin, "I tell you again. He is the threat, not my project. I want you to make sure he's not so worried about you so then... My associate can finally get his revenge."

"You plan to kill him!!!" I continued my mental raging line.

"Hey, I gave him that chance to leave. He didn't take it." Kuro shrugged,

"You'll never get away with this. No matter what... You'll never take him down!" I threatened,

"Of course. I won't underestimate him, that's why I have you." Kuro answered unfazed. "Now... If you fail to keep my first request or tell any authority figure about what is happening. Your beloved siblings will end up like your guitar, and keep in mind, I don't discriminate any material thing. That includes humans."

"You are an unforgivable monster!!!" I roared at the top of my lungs, "a heart sunk in evil, too big for your alias! I will never let you escape!!!"

"Perfect, Perfect!!!" He laughed as he pulled out a butterfly knife and sliced the ropes restraining me in one wide slash. Taking no chances, I threw myself at him, with no holds barred.

"I will strike you down!" I roared as I swung my leg at him.

"Uh uh uh!" He waggled his right index finger at me again as he blocked my leg with his left arm without any effort. "Then you might as well call me by another name. How about... Mystère Malum?"

"It doesn't matter! Rrrah!!!" I yelled as I jumped with my other leg and swung straight to his face.

"Take a break!" Mr Shiota commanded. From the sounds of his voice and his breath, he seems to be thrown aback by what happened too. And from the looks of things, I can see veins appearing on his skin.

"I... I see... This is a really bad situation you are in..." He answered, "and... Yes. I can also see your history."

"That guitar..." I cried,

"Like with a lot of your things, it carries so much value to you more than anyone else." Mr Shiota finished, "The guitar you've always played belonged to your departed mother. A memento of her days as a pop band, and memento to you of her honour and memory. All smashed and obliterated beyond repair, with nothing that can replace its worth. I'm so sorry Flash... Now, please continue."

"We fought for a while, then he pulled a military-grade smoke bomb on me. I've trained for such things, but I'd never think he'd hold one. He used that to escape. Leaving me and what used to be my guitar behind."

"... And despite his threats, you came to me. Not just because you would 'rebel' as we humans naturally would but..."

"You know me, Sir." I finished, "it's because I trust you, having experience with death and murder."

"The game of death is truly dangerous, and life is extremely precious." Mr Shiota continued, "and you know what? You are right to have put your trust in me. Thanks for telling me that you still have that trust, especially when you were hiding that from me yesterday. Students will not be harmed on my watch. That also goes for your loved ones."

"Thank you, sir..." I shook his hand, "I... l put my full trust in you again."

"Trusting an assassin. I can understand how dangerous it is... I won't let you or the other students down." Mr Shiota assured, "now let's go back."

And so, a little of my concern has gone away after telling Mr Shiota. As he found out, I will always trust those who are experienced in whatever situation. And then... And then... I should start learning from him too. But before that, I have one last battlefield to clear for this day, Geography. I've also made sure for Mr Shiota to read, that I may have average scores across most main subjects, but there are three that I excel in; Geography, History, and Religious Studies. If music was a subject, I'd be good at that as well. As I said, I have always put trust in my friends and teachers. Studying the map, marking important landmarks and coordinates, and keeping an eye on enemy positions. The stealth mission went through without fail. And this time, I felt so confident.

And once school was over, it was time to go home. I left the school building with a smile on my face, assuring my friends that I was truly alright, that I have accomplished yet another day of exams, and seeing Mr Shiota, Ms Yada and Coach Justice near the grounds entrance. Mr Shiota nodded at me, and I nodded back, making sure he never goes back on his promise.

Yes. I truly felt my worry end after the second day of exams... But... It came back when I realised that I would be alone in my house, doing my study, and eating dinner; My siblings were held hostage.

I felt deeply upset once again...

Completing the second day of exams with satisfactory results wasn't the only accomplishment. Once again... I drove around Mr Shiota... Even when I said that I would trust him. When he looked concerned about me, I omitted one thing... And managed to hide it from his skills.

During my fighting with Kuro, or Mystère as he calls himself, he was able to fight and talk to me at the same time. He struck a deal: Give respect and trust in Mr Shiota, and my siblings will be taken care of with no harm. That was one half... The other unmentioned half...

"You could have knocked like before..." I firmly suggested.

"Well good evening to you, Flash Sentry." Kuro's cartoonish voice laughed, "pardon the intrusion, but surely you can eat dinner after our daily dust-up." I could hear his knuckles cracking, "Shall we?"

"What about my siblings?" I demanded,

"You'll have to satisfy me first!" Kuro giggled, bearing his fanged teeth, and revealing a nasty glint with his eyes.

"You will regret toying with me!" I yelled with wrath as I turned around, and threw myself at him once again.

Author's Note

Nagisa's Notes

Flash Sentry

14. He plays guitar, or used to... This stemmed from his mother. Who happened to be visiting her husband in a demilitarised zone, where she lost her life.

15. He focuses on threats, and is extremely cautious about any risks to the lives of himself and those he loves because of what happened to his parents (see 7).

16. Very trustworthy of any teacher or figure experienced in a certain field.

*IMPORTANT*

He's being very aware now. I need to make sure to get him focused for his test, rather than on me.

Flash's family is in danger. I need to find them!

Week 6 Wednesday: A sacrificial countermeasure

"Flash will not take this lightly," Celestia voiced, "Knowing what it was like to be forced into a situation like this was the sole reason he turned to you."

"Flash is right that he should turn to me," Nagisa answered, "but he should also know that voicing his concern to you is just as vital."

"I am a little uneasy about your bargain, mostly because his parental figures will raise complaints should they know."

"If his parents were still alive, they'd ask Flash to concentrate on his studies and take over the rescue themselves." Nagisa reasoned, "I don't know about his aunt and uncle, but it's very uncommon for the extended family to be concerned."

"I am an observer to the Parent-Teacher Meetings for Canterlot Junior School, and I met his parents then. Disciplined to a T, but loving to a T as well. Not much so for his extended family... That's a personal reason on why I'm eager to hear more about this."

"Well..." Nagisa gulped as he heard footsteps, "we're about to find out."

"Principal?" Flash walked through the door, "am I in trouble-- Oh no..." His voice faltered the moment he laid eyes on the Principal and his Neighponese Teacher in the same room.

"Good Morning Flash," Celestia greeted, "and no. Your 'trouble' is a far greater issue and concern than mere misconduct and disciplinary action. Plus, I never had any record of you doing something bad. Have some faith in yourself."

"No..." Flash turned to Nagisa, "you told her!?!?"

"Flash, you need to be more trusting of your authority figures, at least your Principal is kind enough to lend an ear. Be lucky that it wasn't mine when I was in Junior High School." Nagisa answered,

"Even if--" Flash protested

"Especially IF." Celestia's firm statement and glare interrupted, cutting through his words. "Dealing with issues about kidnapped siblings is a first, I will admit. But as a Principal, it is my responsibility to address the issues and complaints of my teachers and students, even if it is out of my hands. If it is, then I'd call emergency services, but yours is definitely not the case either."

"And that is what I'm here for. Plus Ms Yada and Masayoshi-- I mean Coach Justice will be coming along." Nagisa finished,

"I know what this means... You're pulling me out of the exams right?"

"Yes..." Celestia nodded, "for the remainder of your exams, including those today, you will be exempt from them. Assigned to do a make-up exam within this term."

"..." Flash stopped,

"Something on your mind?" Nagisa asked,

"I was about to say, 'but what would the other students think'? But then I realised that's the worst question to ask as of now." Flash answered, "though, I'll need some time to breathe in and out and stay level-headed."

"So you've already made a decision?" Nagisa asked, "I still haven't finished the bargain you know..."

"Sorry, continue,"

"I know you're not satisfied with just being exempted from the exams because you have an issue. During your exempted exams, I want you to join me in the search of your siblings."

"Very well, I accept." Flash shot up,

"Are you sure you want to do this Flash?" Celestia asked, "Remember the reason I am here is so I can bear witness to this meeting, and to acknowledge the agreement from both of you of this decision."

"Yes, Principal." Flash gave an adamant nod, "I promise I will take full responsibility for my own health... And my enrolment in this school, should I face consequences."

"And I..." Nagisa jumped in, "will also take full responsibility for my position as a teacher, and will accept all consequences too."

Celestia sighed, "It sounds like you'd always put your position and job into risk every day."

"Well, I've always been taught in Military camp to be prepared for any situation that implies pressure or panic. Otherwise, a soldier's not going to last long."

"And I take it you are well versed in... Self-defence?" Celestia added,

"Yes Madam," Flash answered,

"Very well then..." Celestia nodded, "I shall let the teachers know that you will be given exempt and that you will complete your exam at a later date. As of now, you will be assisting Mr Shiota, Ms Yada and Coach Kimura in finding your siblings."

"Yes, Madam!" Flash saluted,

"One more thing before you go." Celestia stopped, "It is ultimately up to you whether you want to involve others in your plight, but do not hesitate to tell not just your teachers, or superiors in the future, about what is concerning you, even if it is something we have no knowledge or expertise on. After all, there is absolutely no way the kidnapper will know this conversation ever happened. I made the necessary arrangements so our words won't be recorded."

"So that explains why you ask me not to bring my phone along, I see." Flash nodded in understanding,

"Normally, you shouldn't be using your phone at school AT ALL." Celestia corrected with a firm cough.

"Thank you, Principal," Flash thanked, "Perhaps I was wrong in not trusting you."

"I agree that for most things in our lives, we should take responsibility and do it ourselves as a sign of independence and confidence. But no one is an Island for the rest of their lives. After all, the same goes with everyone else, no matter their walk of life. All understand the need to have someone to lean on, even if it's an unstable rock."

"I understand Celestia. Thank you." Flash thanked once again,

"You can say thank you once you and your siblings are back safe and sound. May the Sun Goddess watch over you."

"Congratulations Flash," Nagisa answered as he and Flash walked down the silent hallways, "looks like you won't have to do your exams now."

"I'll eventually get there... But seriously, I'm still fine with just doing my studies before you went to tell the Principal."

"Please... I'm not Korosensei in the regard I can do about 'anything', I'm still a human after all. And need I mention that it's not only you that cares about Scootaloo and First Base. You rather I ask their best friends to help them?"

"Of course not." Flash shook his head, "by the way, where are we going?"

"We're going to the Neighponese Classroom. Yada and Masayoshi are waiting for us." Nagisa answered, "and I'd also like to introduce another of my classmates that will be super vital in searching for your siblings."

"Hmm... Is it your A.I. Classmate?" Flash guessed, "since technology is the best thing these days of doing things."

"You always think ahead." Nagisa laughed as they entered the classroom. Yada was sitting on one of the student tables, while Kimura was at the teacher's desk, a pile of papers on it.

"Right on time Nagisa," Yada gave a sly smile, "and welcome to you Flash, on our little scavenger hunt."

"Yada, I wish you'd treat the lives of hostages with a little bit more concern than just a party game." Kimura moaned,

"At least let me make a joke Kimura," Yada pouted, "after all, we have kids in the team too!"

"A kid raised by a military father, spent two full years in military school, and not to mention is part of a faith that cares for others greatly." Kimura reminded.

"And Ritsu?" Nagisa asked,

"Right over here!!!" A muffled cheery voice spoke with the rumble of a phone. The four of them pulled their smartphones out to see which one has the girl in question: It was Flash's.

"Hello hello!" Ritsu greeted with a sweet smile, "you must be Flash Sentry. Nagisa told me a lot about you!"

"And about you too." Flash responded with an unsurprised smile, "how you've been an A.I. and how you can do all sorts of things like sneak into my phone."

"Glad to see you on board! Now. I take it you don't have any sort of item that can detect them easily?"

"My sister's number. You can look at my phone if you want."

"But it's polite to ask first!" Ritsu countered, "Otherwise, I'd be no better than a thief! And you wouldn't want me sneaking through your browser history right? Hope you haven't been looking through any suggestive content!"

Flash gave an unimpressed face. "I only use my phone to communicate. Call me different. Besides, I have a... Sort of 'kink' that's considered rather niche."

"How could you!? And I thought you were a sensible boy!" Yada closed her mouth in complete shock as if she realised everything good she knew about someone was a lie.

"Don't mix sensibility and civility with celibacy. I don't take pride in it, but I'm still human." Flash calmly responded, though his face began to show some irritation.

"Agreed." Kimura responded, "And that's enough Yada. If you're going to tease your students, you might as well tease me first."

"Oh!" Yada turned to her colleague with delight. "I'll hold you to that!"

"Alright then. Next matter at hand, or method of attack. Are firearms allowed?" Kimura continued.

"No." Nagisa declined, "The news regarding guns in Equestria, and not to mention the school's reputation too. Not risking us or the school on the news."

"Even if our kidnapper may be dangerously armed?" Kimura challenged,

"Stealth rescue. We sneak in undetected." Nagisa suggested, "We can bring melee weapons, however. We have some of them, don't we Masayoshi?"

"A knife is the best weapon for me. Good thing I can remember many things when using it!" Yada pointed out.

"Got it. You need a weapon Flash?" Kimura asked.

"I can fight with my hands and feet," Flash answered.

"Hmm..." Nagisa looked concerned at Flash.

"I know that look, sir." Flash caught, "I know it's going to be more information for your student book, but I'll manage should you turn it against me."

"My goodness, you sometimes prepare too far into the future." Nagisa laughed, "If only the same can be said for your academics."

"Ha ha. I thought I told you not to worry about it." Flash moaned.

Elsewhere, with only a single ceiling lap providing their light, two young children grumpily woke up and were painfully reminded that they were still captured, unaware where they are.

"Aww man..." Scootaloo moaned, "we should've gone straight home! Otherwise, we wouldn't have gotten into this mess! Now how are we going to get out?"

"I don't know big sis..." First responded, "I don't know..."

"Ah..." A voice came from an open door, "Rise and shine little ones! How are my beloved captives doing, hmm?"

"You!" Scootaloo's eyes glared against the oncoming man dressed in black. "Mystère! You big jerk!"

"Now now, no need with the hostilities... I'm sure you had a good sleep now."

"Of course not!" Scootaloo continued the berate, "I hate sharing a double bed! First kept stealing the blanket!"

"Though to be honest..." First pondered, "why did you give us something like that? It's not what I'd expect a person like you to do."

"I have some standards on how I treat my victims, but I don't think you want me to delve into that." Malum laughed,

"Well, it doesn't matter either way!" Scootaloo roared, "you won't hold us for long!!! Sooner or later, there are people we know that can easily take you down!!!"

"Oh really? And who may that be? Your precious brother and his teacher???" Malum taunted, "well good luck with that."

"Oh," First gave a smile, "I wouldn't dare to underestimate them."

"Well, I'm sorry to say that those two have some issues of their own. They won't be able to save you."

"What!?" Scootaloo jumped up, "you wouldn't dare!"

"I didn't do anything to them." Malum defended with a lie, "but they have their own lives and issues to follow, such as their studies and jobs. Do you really think they have all the times for you?"

"I... Wait..." First's eyes grew dim and blank,

"I'm sorry little kids," Malum chuckled, "but it's time to face the reality. The world doesn't revolve around us, and everyone we know who were supportive, would sooner or later backstab us. Or maybe they probably think you're a nuisance, and leave you alone. That is what you think, right little ones?"

"Well..." First warbled, thinking hard of the things where Flash had been supportive, but Malum's suggestion has him unearthing various memories where the young boy had cast doubt on his brother for various concerns, no matter how big and small, which he thought he hid away in hopes that he would never look back on it at all.

"I... No..." First started to tear up, the memories coming back. "He won't... He's not like that..."

"First!" Scootaloo snapped in shock, "don't let him get to you!" Then she raised a finger to Mystère, "And you! Don't even think I trust your bluff for a second!"

"Oh?" Mystère tilted his head,

"I've seen many stories, and know many of my friends or relatives who've had estranged families, it's so sad and cruel, but that's one reality I accepted along with my brothers. Not all families are together or 'meant to be' for some. If that was the case, then this is pretty much a normal thing in society, when the communication and connection between siblings or parents are so minimal and so few, that even the strongest argument can set them apart!"

"Well, aren't you a smart and rational kid, better than your brother." Mystère complimented,

"It has nothing to do with being rational or smart!!!" Scootaloo burst into rage, "We are all our own people, right or wrong. If you don't like us because of personal reasons, that's fine! But there are many paths that lead to being smart, and it doesn't mean throwing every single value we cherish at childhood away to grow up!"

"..." Mystère stayed silent,

"Besides! You don't even know the pain we've been through as a family! There's absolutely no way he'd leave us be without his knowledge. He's always feared the worst on what would happen to us, and he'd been training so hard because of it! He wouldn't be fooled by free money if told to look the other way, he'll come to us, no matter what stands in his way!"

"Hmmm... He... Hee..." Mystère tucked his head, a few grunts and titters can be heard from him. "Hee... Hee..." His sounds of giggling became louder,

"What's wrong?" Scootaloo taunted, "quaking in your boots?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!" Mystère burst into tears of laughter, "Haa Haa Haa!!! Oh! Aren't you adorable!? You may look all tomboyish and cool, but you've still got a big loving heart for your dear brother of all people! How innocent, so naive, so..."

All of a sudden, he punched the walls of the room, with the sound of metal denting. The siblings immediately dropped whatever confidence or insecurity they had and sat up in silent fear.

"... Dependent!" Mystère growled, blowing any sort of dust or markings of the hand he used to punch the wall.

"..." The siblings were aghast. Not even a single site of bruising or cracked bones on his hand.

"Oh dear! Look at the time!" Malum noticed his watch, "time for us to have some fun!"

"I'm not going anywhere..." Scootaloo blurted out,

"Me too!" First, despite crying, gave a pout as he sat firmly with his arms crossed.

"Oh really? What if I told you..." He slid a small envelope to their direction. Reluctantly, First was the one to pick it up and see what was inside. He gasped as he pulled two small tickets out.

"No..." Scootaloo gasped,

"No," First repeated, "you're joking! You wouldn't dare!!!"

"Oh, but I do!!!" Mystère gave a devious fanged grin, "after all, doing whatever you want is a part of growing up. And with that freedom, I'm going to take you to a place that's fun! Though we may need to pick up some stuff along the way. It's an absolute necessity. One more thing, when we get there. You'd better be in my sights... Or else."

"Noooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Scootaloo yelled at the top of her lungs as the man grabbed her hand and forced her along.

"I-I'm sorry Flash..." First sobbed again as he followed behind him without any force. "I'm so sorry..."

Flash decided to bring his recess food to the classroom to continue the meeting, where he elaborated about his fighting skills and what he can do. Of course, he made sure that he was not the target of any nearby student that has at least the slightest wonder of their missing classmate (not that they really should). Needless to say, avoiding the eyes of students were unavoidable come lunchtime. It was a few minutes into it that Flash decided to enter the Neighponese Classroom at a late time, attracting the eyes of all 24 students.

"Oh My Goddess! You're alive Flash!" Pinkie jumped in the air and dived towards the orange student with a big hug, "where you for the past 2 exams??? I haven't seen you anywhere and I was so worried that I didn't eat my recess or lunch! Were you late? Did you get a cold? Did you get kidnapped? Are you rebelling? Did you denounce your faith? Did some secret agency require your help that you took the entire morning fighting bad guys???"

"Save some questions for us Pinkie." Obi called out, "we barely get enough chances to be concerned."

"Besides," Carrot added, "I'm sure Flash's reason is not as extreme as your last one..."

"It's pretty surprising that I'm being recognised a bit more." Flash shared. "But yeah, it's definitely not extreme but I wouldn't say it's normal either..." Flash answered, "And uh... You're probably going to need to prepare yourself if you really want to know. Trust me, you don't want to get worried about me for the moment, and focus on the exams."

The class looked at each other,

"Okay then, sure thing," Thunderlane replied, "we can always wait a while longer." And most students nodded their heads.

"I want to know though," Sunset stood up, "maybe outside?"

"Same here," Fluttershy stood up as well, "I want to know what's happening."

"In that case, those who want to know, come outside. Masayoshi? Yada? Can you take over?" Nagisa instructed,

"Roger," Kimura saluted,

"You can leave it to us!" Yada also saluted, though differently as if she were a cute anime character.

Flash and Nagisa were the first to leave the classroom and followed by Sunset, Fluttershy, Pinkie, Soarin and Big Macintosh. The group walked for quite a distance until they could find a quiet study room in the library.

"If we're goin' pretty far from the class, then it must be serious." Big Mac started as he closed the door of the room.

"I'll make this quick," Flash answered, "my younger brother and sister, they were kidnapped two days ago."

"WHAT!?" The three girls and two guys jumped.

"I told Mr Shiota about this yesterday, and we went to Principal Celestia about it. Said the best way was to postpone my exams."

"By the Goddess..." Fluttershy took deep breaths, trying not to panic, "I... How... I'm so sorry Flash..."

"It doesn't end there..." Nagisa shook his head, "the one responsible for the kidnapping... Was Kuro."

"... Aw no... That don't sound good one bit." Big Mac's eyes widened in fear. "Ah thought Applebloom was worried as a fly tryin' to stay afloat in the ocean yesterday. Looks like her fears are true..."

"We can't call the police now. I bet there's a death threat for that right?" Soarin asked,

"Yes," Flash and Nagisa nodded in unison.

"So Scootaloo is your sister!!!" Fluttershy couldn't hold it, "this... No... That's horrible!"

"Needless to say, Yada, Masayoshi and I are working our butts off to find them as soon as possible. We've also got Flash helping too!"

"I see..." Sunset nodded, "I know I may seem unworried, but from what you guys have done, I can be assured that you've got it covered."

"Yes. But this time we're being pushed to the limit." Nagisa nodded, "every moment we hesitate, our chances of rescuing the kids shrink. If we need to make a plan, we make it now."

"Do you have any idea where to start?" Soarin asked,

"We've got Scootaloo and First Base's phone details." Nagisa continued, "and we have a trusty person who's looking into it as we speak. But... We still haven't got any results yet, and there's not much preparation but our own skills and abilities."

"Hot damn."

"Sir, I want to help Flash look for Scootaloo and First." Fluttershy requested,

"That's not going to happen. I'm sorry," Nagisa shook his head,

Fluttershy began to panic and breathe rapidly, "But--"

"I know you mean well Fluttershy." Nagisa interrupted, "I know that you care for your friends and that you don't want anything bad happening to them, especially if it is family related. But we all can't just stop whatever we're doing and rush to someone, even if it is a noble move. If anyone can be exempt from that, it can only be Flash, because it's his family. I'm really sorry Fluttershy, but you can't risk your exams unlike him."

"... Yes, sir..." Fluttershy gave in with a nod. "Then promise me this Flash. You will bring not just your siblings back safe, the same goes to you. Got it?"

"... Yes, Fluttershy..." He raised his pinkie, "you have my Pinkie Promise."

"Cross your hearts you two..." Pinkie chimed in, "and say it properly!" Flash and Fluttershy looked at their jumpy friend of laughter, then back to each other, and nodded as they crossed their hearts.

"Cross my heart and hope to fly..." Fluttershy started while taking an imaginary cupcake from Pinkie,

"... Stick a Cupcake in my Eye." Flash finished, shoving that imaginary cupcake into his left eye.

"Then that's settled. I guess the best we can do for now is root for all of you." Soarin answered, patting Flash's shoulder.

"Let's go back." Flash encouraged.

The door swung open into a dark room, with the sole ceiling light turned on, Scootaloo and First Base were shoved back into the room. Damp, exhausted, coughing and spluttering on the floor.

"Well well! I'd say we had lots of fun did we?" Mystère followed behind with a playful laugh.

"..." Scootaloo was too tired to say anything but gave an unforgiving glare at him.

First, on the other hand, was still coughing up like no tomorrow, trying to soothe his throat

"Now, I thought I told you that I needed to keep an eye on you at all times. You do know that this world has full of bad strangers that would take no hesitation to jump at you?"

"Look... Who's... Talking..." First gasped between coughs.

"Oh? I thought I showed you who I really was when we took off our clothes!" Mystère smiled, "surely you don't recognise that... Hot body?"

"Shut up!" Scootaloo yelled, managing to catch enough breath, "why the hell would you do this!? Why would you go... To such levels!?"

"Of what? Protecting you from harm? Perhaps you should be a bit more grateful to what I do for you." He pulled out a phone, "now then. It's time make some medicine for causing worry and despair. Mind if I can have your voices?"

"You jerk... You... Bastard... Why... Why are you constantly taunting our brother?" Scootaloo swore,

"Sis!" First tensed up the moment he heard his sister swore.

"Complacency is a very dangerous trait, and even the brightest minds can let the most dangerous outcomes slip by with it." Mystère explained. "It is important to keep an eye on anything that is even a little bit suspicious. It's how I survived in my teenage years!"

"Like what!?" Scootaloo yelled. Mystère raised a finger to his lips as he fumbled on his phone. Once he got what he needed, he turned his phone for the siblings to see: An email.

Word by word, the siblings read through the sender's plans and fell into shock and insecurity as soon as they finished their analysis.

"Do you understand now?" Mystère reasoned, "You see, I know about your teacher and your brother, and what they can do. They're fearsome when pushed or when something goes wrong, yet kind and compassionate when things are under their control. Violence is not their main answer to life, but they are not hesitant on refining and using it should things get very dire."

"Get to the point!" First angrily yelled, "I'm sick of you talking about my brother and his teacher like that!"

"Fine then. You do know your brother has his midterms right? And do you know that your teacher, or rather every teacher, must be prepared for them right? Well... You know what's happening there. Do you think that teacher will take him down when he's busy at a time like this?"

"You plan to kill him!!!" First blew up in anger, "You've been working with that criminal to kill him!!!"

"Wow. Your first sentence is exactly what your older brother said to me, and I will use the same answer," Mystère calmly replied, shrugging again, "I gave his teacher a chance to leave Equestria, and he refused. But that's not how I would put it... I am absolutely positive that the teacher will have no chance of beating the criminal as of now, and he will die because of that. Now your brother on the other hand..."

"No..." First stood up, "so he's..."

"Ah-ha! Looks like you've caught on, little one! So..." He went back to the recording app on his phone, "now that you know why I do this, perhaps you'd be cooperative on making the medicine of worry?"

"Flash!" First yelled as fast as he could the moment he saw the man hit record, "don't be fooled! This is all a trap!"

"No no no!!!" Mystère quickly cupped First's mouth, only letting grunts of desperation and worry out. "Let's not ruin the surprise!"

The end of school has come, and the students were happy that another set of exams consisting of Art, History, and Religious Studies were completed, all but Flash that is. With his exams now postponed, he quickly returned home to change into a black tank top and blue shorts and decided to exert all the pain from thinking about his siblings still in danger onto a training dummy for an hour.

"Huh! Haah!" Flash mercilessly delivered two back kicks to his training dummy, "Graah!" Then delivered an astonishing downward roundhouse kick right onto the dummy's head.

"Chh..." Flash relaxed his muscles as he turned his focus on breathing, making sure that he wasn't fully using all of his anger and rage. He checked a clock on his table, looks like he's coming.

"Well now..." Mystère laughed as Flash opened the door, "and you knew I'd be coming."

"We spar in the nearby park," Flash instructed, still in his tank top and shorts, but bringing a bottle of water and his house keys. "Body combat classes are held there, so no one will notice anything suspicious if we spar at that location."

"... Very well, let's go." Mystère agreed.

For two hours, the two had sparred endlessly with lots of energy to stretch and swing their body parts around, not to mention yelling at each other with various grunts.

"Will you two ladies shut up!?" A neighbour yelled at them, "keep your tennis match down!"

"Oh, Sorry!" Both Flash and Mystère yelled back in their own respective tone (genuine and sarcasm).

For a third time, Flash had seen a familiar pattern of fighting from his opponent. From the air propelled by each punch, Flash deduced that there was plenty of force behind these punches, perhaps a compromise for the lack of swiftness and technique. This can be easily countered with a simple sidestep and a swift axe or crescent kick.

Sometimes, he would change into a desperate tackle in order to interrupt his opponent or knock him down for some serious damage. But with his stature, it's not going to amount to much. Also, aside from the usual dodging, a firm push kick with enough force can drive back that charging momentum, especially if directed towards the face, a wonderful counterpunch, or kick in this case.

What's more, just today, he added a few more moves that focus on grabbing a target outright, then proceed to deal damage through breaking bones or limbs... Mystère's grip is tough, true. But unless his hands were bigger, Flash could easily wring his arm free or use his legs and feet to launch a surprise attack. Perhaps even strike his arm with his own knee, giving an ironic broken bone for the bone breaker.

"Got you now!" Mystère laughed as he launched a sudden headbutt out of the blue. Without any word, Flash stepped to the side of the impact and opted to use his knee as a counter. A clear hit to the gut, it sent the smartly dressed man staggering backwards.

"Uncle. I call Uncle for now Flash." Mystère croaked, holding his gut for some attempted relief, "Damn! You really are a strong fighter! And an honourable one too at that!"

"We have done this three times now, and not once did you pull any dirty trick." Flash reasoned, "however. I find your fighting skills... Puzzling. Are you trying to mock me?"

"Whatever do you mean? I don't get you really." Mystère shook his head, "Why must you always be so suspicious of everything?"

"The way you fight... It's undisciplined, reckless, fully reliant on strength rather than technique." Flash explained, "Not to mention, all these attacks do not suit you... And they seem rather new."

"Get to the point,"

"Your attacks are reckless and it leaves you very open." Flash elaborated, "those moves only work if the user can absorb a hit or two from me, but clearly, you've tried that and failed. Someone with a bigger and bulkier body can do that. Like a wrestler."

"Ha ha ha... You've managed to catch on I see," Mystère flashed his fanged smile, "not just fundamental and solid in your practice, but a bright and perceptive mind! Definitely soldier material, or even a competitive martial artist!" He stretched his neck, "as for my... Shoddy skills, let's just say the days that we had together amount to something important. A warning, if I may advise."

"What?"

"Just keep an eye on my moves, you'll need it soon enough..." Mystère chuckled as he brought his arms back up again in a fight. "Otherwise, I can always make sure you stay motivated!"

"Don't even think of pulling your phone out." Flash swung his arms, "I'm already motivated!!!"

"This is troublesome indeed." Kimura grumbled as he and Yada drove away from the Canterlot Water Park.

"What's the discovery?" Nagisa answered,

"We've recovered Scootaloo's phone, alongside her and First's swimming gear from the lost property area. Damp if I might add." Yada reported, "Don't ask me why in the world a kidnapper like Kuro would take his victims swimming."

"That's not serious at the moment, what about her details on her phone?"

"Well... When I turned it on, a frightening message appeared on the screen."

"Which was?"

" 'No No no... The game is still going... And its climax begins tomorrow!!!' -Kuro. Is what it said." Yada read, "Something tells me we're being led on a merry goose chase!"

"He's certainly cunning, that's for sure..." Nagisa fused, "And something that happens tomorrow??? What could be--!!!!!"

"Nagisa?" Kimura prompted, wondering why their teacher classmate had cut the line all of a sudden.

"OH CRAP! PRESSURE SHAKER!!! HE'S COMING TOMORROW!!!" Nagisa yelled,

Week 6 Thursday: Flash's Exam (Beginning)

"Good Morning Mr Shaker," Mystère greeted as the criminal marched towards his door, "Ready for your big debut?"

"What do you want?" Pressure growled, "I have my plans all figured out. Do you know how much coffee I had to drink for the past few days?"

"Well, such conviction is pretty promising, but perhaps if you ask nicely, I will give you something that will benefit your plans greatly!"

"Let me guess... Hostages?"

"Yes indeed, two in fact." Mystère nodded maliciously, "Consider it a reward for getting back to me so quickly. As of how they'll be of use to you... They are young children that attend Canterlot Junior School, and the lives of the students there are just as precious as its high school counterpart."

"Oh... Then in that case... It will do very nicely... I'll take it."

"Very well then," Mystère nodded, "Follow me... They'll probably be dozing their little heads off snoring..."

Meanwhile, it was just another new day at Canterlot High School, with Thursday's exams consisting of Physics, Spanish, and one half of Physical Education. None of the people there sensed any form of upcoming danger, nor did they have the time to talk about it, except for a select few.

"This is a state of emergency!" Luna addressed in the Neighponese Classroom, "If such an attack happens today, all students will be put at risk! Not to mention the suspension of exams, and the forsaken paperwork!"

"Paperwork is the least of our worries if he takes us down," Celestia answered, "And trust me, should this appear on the media, we will be placed with more than just suspicion. We'd even lose everything that made this school."

"Oh, I'm curious..." Yada answered, "How long has this school been here for?"

"This building has been standing here for 10 years, taking exactly 1 year and 6 months to build..." Ritsu answered from Nagisa's phone, "But the teaching and values of Canterlot High and Junior have stood their ground for 98 complete years! With this year currently being the 99th, you've almost hit the Centennial anniversary mark!"

"Yes, thank you... Ritsu." Celestia replied, still a bit unnerved when she learned about the identity of Ritsu. "Of course, that's all the more reason for meeting up."

"The second incident in a single term is raising a lot of flags for the safety of the school. Are you sure we don't have any security guards?" Kimura asked,

"Only one, and that's the Janitor. And not any normal Janitor, I'm talking about THE Janitor." Celestia answered, "I'm sure you know who I'm referring to Mr Shiota,"

"Yeah..." Nagisa dryly agreed with a nod, "He's a... Interesting one..."

"As we said, we all have dark secrets of our own." Luna shared, "Teachers, students, even other faculty members."

"And is it okay to let a student like me know that their teachers have dark secrets?" Flash raised a question,

"It's a matter of trust Flash," Kimura sighed, "And the same goes around here. Aside from the occasional protest against our school whenever they feel like it, there has been no threat around Windcaller's level within the School's life. And as such, there's not a lot of security around here."

"We are planning to rectify that." Luna shared, "We were fortunate enough that we're not added to the list of School Shootings around Equestria as of now."

"Principal, If it may, I am happy to be an extra security guard if you so wish." Kimura volunteered,

"That's very considerate of you!!!" A voice from the door caught all by surprise. An almost elderly man stood in front of the wide-open door of the Neighponese Classroom. "But I'll respectfully decline. When it comes to security, I'm the only defender this school needs Onion Boy!"

"How long have you been here sir?" Flash answered, a bit disturbed by the interruption.

"Long Enough Zappy Hedgehog!" The Janitor laughed, "Allow me to introduce myself to the new teachers. I am... The Janitor!" He struck a classy, gentleman pose, "and I am Canterlot High School's multi-maintenance man! Cleaning, Security, Groundskeeping, Repairs, Plumbing, Electrician, anything that's not teaching, I'm the Lord for the job! And you must be Ms Tōka Yada! A wonderful delight to meet you!" He takes her hand and kisses it.

"Why, the same to you Mr Janitor!" Yada laughed with a blush,

"What's he doing here?" Kimura jerked a thumb at the Janitor.

"As true to his job description, we invited him to our discussion." Celestia answered, "His insight and information proves invaluable in situations like these."

"Trying to get rid of me, Onion Boy?" The Janitor cheekily pointed back at him, "You may be Special Forces, but nobody knows the place as well as I do."

"My name is Masayoshi Kimura," Kimura grumbled, "And I'd appreciate it if you didn't call me 'Onion Boy'."

"There's no denying that hair though," Yada picked up, pricking herself at the pointy bit of his head, "He does look like an Onion. Though a bit spiky like a porcupine."

"See? It suits you!" The Janitor laughed, "Ladies would love that name!"

"I swear..." Kimura growled with irritation, "I want to put this guy in his place and make him cry!"

"It's not going to change the nickname though," Ritsu countered, "It's more likely to solidify it!"

"LET US NOT FALL APART!!!" Luna bellowed at the top of her lungs, spurring everyone to shut their mouths.

"Vice-Principal, don't you think that was a bit loud?" Nagisa questioned, "You’ll disturb the students and their exams,"

"And don't you think it was rather rude and distrusting when you soundproofed your entire classroom AND tinted the windows, without letting us know?" Luna countered,

"What???" Nagisa pulled a clueless face, "I have no idea what you're talking about..."

"Sonny boy, you think less of a Janitor's job if you can get away with that." The Janitor sighed, "Had you not told Celestia and Luna your past, they would raise suspicions against you for tampering with school property, even if it's considered an 'improvement' by some."

"Do you want me to take it out then?" Nagisa gave in,

"It would help for future exams where we can block off sound from the outside so students won't be disrupted," Celestia spoke her thoughts, "but that is a matter for another time. As I said, our Janitor is the head of security, so he spends the majority of school hours in the security room downstairs, watching for anything out of place. He's also responsible for calling things like the lockdown and other non-automated members."

"Hey everyone???" Ritsu announced, "I'm sensing something hacking into the CHS electronic systems! I think our designated man has--"

Ritsu was unable to finish her sentence as her image and voice were cut off abruptly.

"Ritsu?" Nagisa tapped his phone, "Ritsu!!!"

"Oh dear..." The Janitor whistled, "Looks like your pixelie has been flushed out by this 'designated man'."

"Very obvious pal," Kimura snapped, as he pulled out his phone, "But it's not just that, it looks like the Wi-Fi for the School has been shut down as well... and... wait... The hell??? Our phone signal's gone dead!"

"That's odd..." The Janitor checked his phone, suffering the same problems as all the others, "If that man were to do that, he would have had entry to the security room, housing all the internet and phone reception equipment. He can't get in there. I've made sure that the entrance to it is firmly locked and inaccessible to all but moi..."

"Wait..." Nagisa shot up, "Pressure Shaker, he's known to escape almost all the time, but I didn't read all his files, how could he pull things like that?"

"Testing, Testing, 1, 2, 3..." A rough voice blared throughout all rooms and hallways of the school, "Seems to be working, then let's get down to business. Hello everyone, and welcome to this special and important Canterlot High School message! If you don't know me, I'm your temporary new host, Pressure Shaker!!!"

As if they were mesmerised by this sudden interruption, all students stopped their writing and looked to their speakers. That also included the supervising teachers, and the teachers (and student) holding the emergency meeting.

"Today, I've got some very special guests to give you a motivational speech for all your hard work, teachers and students. Why don't one of you come up and say something?" Shaker asked. Only some inaudible noise could be heard as a reaction, which somehow drove the criminal's temper and frustration to the air.

"Stop being annoying you little shits! Get to the fucking microphone and say something!!!" The man vulgarly spoke as the inaudible noise unveiled itself to be the pleas and cries of a girl.

"H-Help us..." The voice wailed, "Please!"

"!?!?!?!?!?!?" Flash performed an enormous double take.

"There you go!" Shaker roared, "That wasn't so hard, WAS IT!? Now you go, stupid girl! Or I'll make sure you cop another storm of pain!!!"

"Oww..." A second girl's voice came up, "Be... Careful... Mr Shiota... Flash..."

"!?!?!?!?!?!?" This time, Nagisa joined in with Flash with the double-taking.

"That's right everyone. What I have here is some young little brats from your little junior school, and unless you comply, I won't be hesitating on breaking some limbs! What I want is simple, your 'Azure-Eyed Teacher' to meet me in the main lobby of your school. Oh, and I don't mind if any more of you come, but if you do any funny business before I get to say something, like calling emergency services, those two will bite the dust, and don't you dare test me."

The speakers cut off, the announcer went silent. Whether Mr Shaker had cared or not, he made quite an accomplishment with what he did: He left every single student, teacher, and faculty member (almost actually), speechless and horrified.

"Hmm... Looks like the person we're dealing with is very troublesome..." The Janitor, the only one who wasn't shaken, closed his eyes in thought, "For one, this man must be an expert in information and technology if he is able to hack into our school system without having to enter and physically use the computer. And need I mention that the pixlie was completely shut out? The man must be equipped with something to break down any firewall or security measures, as well as a mobile phone jammer." The Janitor chuckled, "I really like this man, even though what he's doing is definitely against us. We've grown so reliant on technology these days that it's indirectly become a stable structure of how we carry our duties in School. Take that down, and we've got a massive problem. Cameras are frozen, and we can't give the lockdown alert to the school. He truly knows many ways to make us panic and feel intimidated... What do you think?"

There was silence,

"Guys? Girls?" The Janitor opened his eyes. The Principal and Vice-Principal were gone, so were the three teachers and student.

"Tch..." The Janitor clicked his tongue in disappointment, "Always running out in the case of an emergency... I'd better get going then too."

"Nagisa and Flash, I want you to meet Mr Shaker at the Entrance Hall." Celestia instructed, "Luna and I will go to the exam rooms and make sure the students are not at any risk. Can you come along with us for this Yada and Kimura?"

"You got it," Kimura nodded, "I'll be back quick."

"Best of luck to you two!" Yada responded as the group split paths.

"Whatever happens, stay behind me Flash." Nagisa warned, "I got this."

"I said I'd trust you." Flash nodded, "Besides. I remembered you took him down almost efficiently."

"True, but this is different." Nagisa warned, "Back then, he was under the eyes of everyone, including cops. We don't have that advantage here... I hate to say it, but we have to go by his rules."

Seconds later, the duo laid their eyes on the wide-open entrance doors of the building, and right in the middle of the lobby floor stood the man. It was a man three times larger and muscular than Nagisa and had the emblem of an Emergency Exit sign tattoed on both his arms and on his tank top shirt.

"Well well well," The criminal chuckled, "we meet again huh?"

"For someone so muscular, you are exceptionally proficient in Technology and Electronics." Nagisa complimented, "But complimenting you is the last thing I should be doing. I am here, now let the kids go."

"That's too quick, you midget fucker." Pressure Shaker pointed a finger at him, "First off, I want payback for what you did last time. You were just lucky that so many people are around. In this situation, you won't do shit to me, and something that's not worth touching."

"This guy sounds like every commenter who just loves to express their dislike of a video game through their demoralising and negative language... Especially ones that I actually like." Flash clenched his fist, "This pisses me off so much. I can formulate a plan to take him down without any effort,"

"Don't move, you piece of trash!!!" Shaker yelled at Flash, "I said any funny business and those kids are going to cop it!!!"

"Oh really? And how are you going to do that when you've already left them unattended?" Nagisa answered,

"You don't think I've planned that already?" Shaker sneered, "I'll tell you this... Those two little shits are locked up in the PA room right next to a handy little explosive that's rigged with two ways of going off. If I see any dirty tricks, I can detonate it. If someone breaks into that PA room, that bomb will automatically explode..."

Nagisa froze, though he still retained his glare. Flash could tell that Nagisa was using his assassin skills and that what Mr Shaker said was the truth.

"Nagisa, is everything alright?" Principal Celestia caught up, "We've told all the students to remain indoors."

"Well..." Luna followed behind with Yada, Kimura... and a boatload of students, "... Most wanted to come."

"No matter, it's great to have more recognition and audience!" Shaker laughed, "As long as you don't call the cops, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what???" Yada challenged,

"He's planted a bomb in the PA room where Sc-- the two young hostages are." Flash quickly reported, "He’s also jammed our phones that we cannot call anyone else but the police. I'd wager though, he will know if someone attempts to call 911. If he does, he's going to blow it up."

"Oh no!!!" Pinkie yelled, "It's a Terrorist Attack! Run for your lives!!!" At once, the majority of the students (and teachers) ran away from the crowd screaming for their lives, making sure to steer clear of the bombs. Everyone except for Celestia, Luna, Yada, Kimura, Flash, Nagisa, and the Special Tutorship Club, alongside Fluttershy and Pinkie's friends.

"You know," Fluttershy warned, "There's no shame in running..."

"I'm not scared." Rainbow chuckled, "Besides, I'd love to see our Neighponese Teacher handle this!"

"Sides, it doesn't look like you'll be in any danger either." Applejack added, "I'm sure our teacher can give em the ol' one-two."

"Alrighty, Mr Shioty! You can do it!" Pinkie cheered, "Kick his butt!"

"That's a quick change of mood..." Rarity responded. "And you were the one who cried for help too."

"It's a way to clear the area of innocents!" Pinkie beamed,

"You can do it, Mr Shiota!" Fleetfoot cheered, "Take him down!!!"

"So, you want a fight?" Nagisa asked politely,

"Yeah, but I'm not going to beat you." Shaker laughed, "I'm going to send you to the grave!!!"

"Tough words..." Nagisa chuckled, his face turning dark, "... But it's going take more than that to try--!"

"Sir!" Flash warned, but it was too late. During that chuckling, the muscular, technological criminal ran straight towards the small teacher and delivered a wound-up punch to the teacher's gut.

"Gaaahhk!!!" Nagisa's face turned to complete shock and pain at the sudden hit as he stumbled backwards. The audience gasped in shock.

"I know that..." Shaker chuckled as he grabbed Nagisa's head as a follow-up and delivered a knee strike to it. "That's something I learned from fighting you!"

"..." Nagisa stumbled back once again clutching his head. This time, he could feel a very bad bruise forming. He could also feel something building up in his mouth, tasting like... metal...

And just as before, Mr Shaker wounded up for another punch, but the moment he swung, all he could feel was the violent hissing of a snake... Or what seemed to be a snake. The large man found himself staring at a large snake covered with flames of blue. Scratch that... It's not just covering him, it's acting as an armour for the snake. Almost giving the impression that this snake looks like... A dragon with flaming horns and fangs!

"SSSSSS..." The snake hissed at him, though a similar sound to the usual snake, it carried the undeniable and terrifying ferocity of a dragon before continuing to slither around his arm and around his neck and eyes.

"How's this???" Nagisa laughed as he stood right on Mr Shaker's shoulders and covering his eyes.

"Get off me you little foreign shit!!!" Shaker roared and began throwing punches to the figure above him. Nagisa was expecting that to happen and swayed his body to avoid it. The crowd cheered and clapped as Nagisa expertly dodged each and every attempted punch at him.

"Alright then, let's try this again!" Nagisa laughed as he wrapped his legs on Mr Shaker's neck, and dove off to the side, dragging Mr Shaker's body alongside him.

"Pwah!" Shaker fell to the floor with his head, "not that trick again!" The class cheered,

"Premature jubilation guys," Flash warned, "it's not enough to take him down."

"Stop being such a killjoy Flash," Thunderlane sighed, "teach has got it!"

Nagisa knew what to do next. Since the police weren't able to restrain him, he's got more to do in now. He proceeded to rub his palms as he walked to the front of the target.

"Argh..." Shaker got up, only to face the teacher once again.

"Everyone!" Kimura warned, "Focus on Mr Shiota!"

"Smile!" Nagisa laughed as he slammed his hands together to create the well-known concussive shockwave, now boosted with magic: The Clap Stunner. Thanks to the warning, the students braced themselves for the distortion and found out that when prepared and focused on their Teacher-Assassin, the effects of his Clap Stunner was negated... Almost. If anything, it created a very small ring in their ears and that high-pitched noise.

Nagisa smiled once he saw his opponent reel back in pain. This time, perhaps one more blow to the head will knock him down for good. Charing forward once again, he threw his foot against an open palm, which gripped him in response.

"Wha!?" Nagisa's face changed to shock.

"Heh heh heh..." Shaker revealed his faced filled with sadistic joy. "But that little trick I was ready for! You've got Mr Kimura to thank for that!"

"Oh, Crap!" Kimura gulped as the students turned to face him with suspicion while realising his mistake at the same time. As an emergency, Nagisa used his other foot to swing at his face once again. Mr Shaker simply caught it with his other foot. With nothing to stabilise him on the ground, Nagisa's upper body dangled in the air against gravity, far away enough from Mr Shaker's legs to be helpless.

"Let's see you try to get past me when I do this!" Shaker roared as he rammed his left foot into Nagisa's gut, causing him to spit blood on the floor. The group gasped in horror as the criminal kicked him for a second time... Then a third... And a fourth. It was enough to keep the Azure-eyed teacher occupied with the pain he was feeling. Mr Shaker proceeded to swing his victim around one time, then slammed him onto the vinyl flooring. A nasty cracking sound can be heard during the collision.

"Nooo!!!" The students yelled,

"Sensei!!!" Fluttershy yelled,

"Nagisa!" Luna, Celestia, Kimura and Yada yelled,

"Mr Shiota!!!" Flash roared,

"Argh..." Nagisa grumbled, trying to feel his senses. From his hands, he could feel that what had cracked was the vinyl flooring underneath him and not his body, It was a sigh of relief. On the other hand, when he lifted his head, he was met with the terrified faces of his students. Discerning them, he gathered that they were filled with, to no surprise, worry and doubt. That, alongside the sticky sensation on his face... tells himself that he's bleeding.

But it wasn't over. Mr Shaker grabbed Nagisa's left ankle and gripped it tightly. An effortless burst of strength was enough to twist Nagisa's ankle inwards and upwards. He beamed as he could hear yet another crack, followed by an unholy scream of pain.

"AAAAHHHHHH!!!!!" Mr Shiota screamed and wailed at the damage upon his ankle.

"NOOOO!!!" The Students yelled again,

"Now..." Shaker let go of his victim and dusted off his hands, "Let's see you try to get up and dodge my moves this time!"

"Ergh..." Nagisa's groaned, his pain burning like the sun.

"I said get up you piece of garbage!!!" Shaker yelled, "Or I'll snap your other ankle!"

"You bastard!" Flash cursed as he stepped forward,

"What did I say you adolescent cunt!?" Shaker turned to Flash, "You do anything, and those kids in the PA room go boom!"

"At least let me help my teacher up!" Flash retorted,

"Fine then!" Shaker agreed and he stepped back a little, "But that's all you're going to do!"

Ignoring his threats, Flash tugged on his teacher.

"Hey, Sir..." Flash asked, "you can do it right?"

"Yeah... I can..." Nagisa adamantly responded, his face still with pain. "I can get used to that ankle... Just have to change my strategy..."

"Here," Flash wrapped his arm around his teacher's body, "Use your other ankle to support yourself going up."

"Yes, sir..." Nagisa joked as he placed his healthy ankle on the ground and pushed himself up from the ground.

"Judging by the state you're in, are you sure you can still fight? You have me after all." Flash suggested,

"I know you can fight Flash, but I'm not sure that our target here is going to accept that," Nagisa responded while testing his ankle. He can still feel the pain, but he could find ways to get around it, "Thanks a lot."

"I'll keep a close watch sir," Flash responded as he stood back.

"I see..." Shaker nodded in an appreciative way, "You've got courage and spunk, I'll give you that."

"I've been through worse you know..." Nagisa glared, wiping the blood from his face. "Now let's get going!"

Sure enough, Nagisa was still able to find compromises for his footwork against his opponent. He continued dancing around Mr Shaker's reckless haymakers and attempts to grab any limb. This riled the students to cheer for their teacher once again.

"Hellooo Onion Head!" The Janitor sneaked up behind, "how's it going???"

"I'm sure you have eyes Janitor..." Kimura pointed towards the fight, "it's not going well for Nagisa."

"I see... You know, I do happen to have all the room keys around the school. You want to come with me?"

"To rescue the kids? Sure, but..." Kimura continued, "He’s rigged the room with explosives. If we step in, the four of us die, and if he finds us doing anything bad, he's going to detonate it."

"Beg your pardon... Can you repeat that for me?" The Janitor prompted,

"He rigged the room with explosives that will explode if we ever get close, or by his hands."

"In that case," The Janitor smiled, "We might as well take a visit to the PA room and see how we can deal with these 'bombs' from the outside."

"But--"

"Now now," The Janitor interrupted, "it's not like he can see the both of us, so why don't we just slip away? After all, isn't bomb matters your specialty?"

"Heh..." Kimura felt more annoyed than ever, but agreed, "Alright then, lead the way."

"But one more thing..." The Janitor stopped as he tapped a random student in front of him.

"Yes?" Roseluck turned around,

"I'll need to borrow your presence for a moment. Can you follow me and Onion Boy without letting the kerfuffle know?"

"Where?"

"The PA room. Would you like to take part in a Rescue Op?"

"But that guy said--"

"That guy is thinking way too far ahead..." The Janitor interrupted, "Some demands and threats of his have a bit of a loophole."

"Raah!!!" Shaker threw a wind-up punch against Nagisa.

"Man..." Nagisa hopped out of its way, feeling the wind coming from it. "This guy is really strong. Much more than what happened on the island... Heck, even the Reaper of Death! But what he lacks, is skill and technique. It's just pure strength from him..."

"I got you now!" Shaker yelled as he charged forward once more.

"Heh..." Nagisa hopped to the side and ducked under the man's arms. "Seems to me you're all brawn and no brain when it comes to fighting!"

"You piece of trash." Shaker turned back to face him with a glare, "You criticise me!? I spent so many years learning about technology, as all of society's creations run on technology! It's how I'm able to exploit, steal and survive!!! Give me a reason why I should learn outdated skills when we have guns and drones!? I've got the muscles here, and that's all I need! Get with the times you foreign midget, you're a relic as is!!!"

"This guy's an absolute pain..." Nagisa grumbled internally, "Maybe I really should shut him up this time..."

"Let me fight," Flash's sharp voice rose up,

"What?" Nagisa turned around, the crowd fell silent.

"The fuck?" Shaker also stopped to clarify what he just heard,

"Huh?" The students jumped in disbelief of their classmate's declaration.

"I said let me fight," Flash repeated, "Let me fight this burly bastard,"

"Flash, I said no. I thought I told you I got this!" Nagisa argued,

"I believe you," Flash said, "I still believe you can beat him but... There's something you need to know..."

"What?" Nagisa asked,

Flash pointed to his eyes, head, and mouth and nodded.

"The hell does that mean?" Cloudchaser asked her neighbours. Nagisa however, knew exactly what he meant and he responded with a very sharp frown.

"... You and I are going to have to talk after this." Nagisa hobbled over to Flash,

"Tomorrow?"

"Deal," Nagisa agreed, placing a hand on Flash's shoulder, "Go get him,"

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!?!?!?!?!?" The students and teachers yelled in horror,

"With pleasure." Flash smiled as he stepped into the ring.

"Are you kidding me!? Is this a damn fucking joke!? I'm only here for that tiny piece of trash, I don't care about you!" Shaker roared,

"Then it really sucks to be you. Do you want to have your way with him? You're going to have to get through me... And most likely the students that are here watching."

"Hey! Don't throw us under the bus!" Flitter yelled,

"Relax Flitter, I'm the one who's going to lie down on the road first." Flash sighed, stretching his neck, wrists and ankles.

"You dare!?" Shaker growled, pulling out what looks to be a remote control, "I'll blow those two children to kingdom come!!!"

"That's not going to happen." Flash shook his head, "You can't do it."

"What did you say?" Shaker growled, "Are you fucking testing me!?"

"A jammer is known for disrupting any signals, be it a phone, car system, etc, etc." Flash explained, "Course, there are specific mobile phone jammers which you could have used, but you didn't, because it's not just the phone signals and data that were only jammed. The School's Wi-Fi is too."

"..." Shaker glared deep into Flash's eyes, attempting to intimidate him, but to no avail.

"Nice try, Pressure Shaker, but you're not getting away with that bluff. We can't make any calls or access the internet due to that jammer, but that same rule applies to you. You can't blow it up manually... Because your detonator is jammed." Flash finished,

"Tch..." Shaker growled, "So you really are clever huh... Just because you're so perceptive, doesn't make you any less than a piece of trash!"

"Yeah yeah, I've been called that behind my back a lot." Flash dismissed, "But what can I say? I'm not one that desires the spotlight, nor am I one who wants to stand out from the crowd just because I'm somehow sort of connected to the most popular girls in this school and yet here I am, doing exactly that. I'd really just like to get through High School with my friends and graduate in peace. Although..."

An aura of rage can be felt bursting from him.

"... I am NOT against doing some damage against those who hurt people I care about or insult them for that matter either... My mother's guitar destroyed by your accomplice..."

"Oh dear... So that explains why he said there would be no guitar..." Twilight spoke,

"... Calling Martial Arts Outdated..."

"Ah'd take offence to that too..." Big Mac shared, "What we learn is more than jus' fightin',"

"Right behind ya big brother." Applejack nudged him in agreement,

"Attempting to kill my teacher... And my siblings as well. Are those objective and rational reasons enough for you to understand why I step in? Huh?" Flash asked. He raised his arms, clenched his fists, put his left foot forward, and turned his right foot perpendicularly to his left one, and rotated his upper torso towards the direction of his right foot: A battle ready stance.

"If talking shit is normal to you, and that you solely aim to piss people like me off, you've succeeded. But every success comes with consequences, so you'd better reap that as well." Flash growled, his goofy, laid-back attitude ebbing away into something sinister.

"Is that so?" Shaker smirked, "Then let me tell you this. I don't give ANY SHIT about your damn schmaltz and sob story. I'm here to take that little piece of trash to the bin, and I'd like a Cardboard Cutout like you to fuck off!"

"And I'd like to remind you that you're going to have to get through me first." Flash reminded, carefully circling him without breaking his stance. "As much as I am sick of your damn personality, talk is not going to budge me. You're going to have to fight in order to do so!!!"

"Fine then!!! One piece of trash is not going to make a difference!!!" Shaker yelled as he circled around the ring in response to Flash's movements. "If you want to fight me so bad, then go ahead!"

"Arrogant, cocky, and self-centred. Fighting you is like fighting a commenter on HoofTube." Flash quipped, pausing his movement. "Only this time, it's an actual fight, rather than complicated words."

"Alright then, I'll give you a little tip then." Shaker laughed, pausing his movement in direct opposition to Flash. "If you want to hurt me so bad like everyone else and their opinions, then go ahead and be my guest. Hope that will satisfy you before I take you to the Landfill!"

"How considerate, I'll take you up on your offer!" Flash growled and lunged forward with a sudden and strong push kick. Propelling the man through the open entrance doors and just outside the building.

"The fuck!?" Shaker swore. With his eyes back in front, he saw the orange-skinned student charging right for him. Giving another sly grin, the criminal was ready to grab the boy's body and snap it into pieces as he almost did to Nagisa, but the moment he spread his arms wide to sweep his second victim up, the victim swiftly lept off the ground and drove both feet into his sternum with an alarming force. Unable to absorb the damage as he did with Nagisa's attack, Shaker coughed up a chunk of his saliva and was sent flying over the small staircase onto the concrete of the courtyard.

"Oh yeah, I'm the cardboard cut-out, piece-o-trash, and outdated relic that you want to take to the landfill, with indifference I might add. But I think you also forgot to mention that this relic has a tiny piece of trash for a teacher, one who learns how to actually fight with fists and kicks, and a brother to a pair of brats... That means a lot for trash like me." Flash reminded as he got up, dusted himself, then calmly and collectively walked down the stairs, bringing out his battle pose once he touched the concrete ground. The audience from the lobby followed behind, trying to drop their jaws all the way to the floor in order to comprehend what had just happened.

"Go ahead and take me to the landfill." Flash warned, revealing his unmerciful visage of wrath, "But I'm taking you with me. I'll take you all the way to the incinerator!"

*TO BE CONTINUED*

Week 6 Thursday: Flash's Exam (End)

Pressure Shaker felt his chest ringing in pain as he picked himself up from the ground. He looked towards the school and saw the many students (and teachers) exiting the main lobby to see the fight. Then there was him...

With no signs of doubt, the boy slowly walked down the entrance stairs and straight towards where Mr Shaker was. Though Mr Shaker was taller by inches he could see it in Flash's face... rage and wrath that cannot be quelled through words... all focused on no one but him.

"Well now..." A disturbing smile appeared on Mr Shaker's face, "So you do know how to fight. Doesn't change you from being trash like your teacher..."

"Trash can pile up, and such overaccumulation is a dangerous issue we're facing today. It dirties the world we live in, people can slip on loose pieces, they are nauseating to the senses, and causes health problems to almost all living things." Flash answered, "So if you don't stop talking and start fighting, you'll be an example from such a danger."

"I don't give a shit!" Pressure spouted, "I'll do what I damn well want! All four goddesses can kiss my ass!"

A sudden front kick to the chest knocked the burly man back once again, closer to the Wondercolts statue.

"Do I have to repeat myself?" Flash growled, "If you talk instead of fight, it's pain that you'll invite!"

"Fuck you!" Mr Shaker retorted, swinging his arm forward for a direct punch to the face. Flash swiftly stepped to the side without a word. Without hesitating, the man continued his endless barrage of punches and haymakers, similar to what he did to Nagisa as perceived by the blue-haired guitarist... Or what used to be.

"How the hell did a guy like Brad omit the fact that he knows how to kick ass???" Thunderlane spoke,

"Full of surprises? Well... You didn't know about Flash till you joined the Club." Soarin laughed, "That's what superficial impressions get you!"

"I'm just as surprised how most of you aren't shocked that our most average student knows how to fight," Thunderlane grumbled,

"As friends, Flash has invited me, Sandal and Bulk to his house occasionally. There, I learned that he is a part of the Ho-Yong Taekwondo Dojo, just located near Canterlot Mall." Micro added,

"Remember when I talked about Martial Arts last Friday?" Soarin added, "That Martial Art was Taekwondo. This was where I first met Flash before we bumped into each other again in CHS."

"Figured out when we were fightin'." Big Mac shrugged, "As ah said, you learn lots about yer partner when fightin'."

"When Flash and I were still dating, we met up just outside the studio he practices in. Judging through the times we were together I assumed he'd start getting rough when pushed over the edge, given how chivalrous he is." Sunset added, "Though I'd never imagined him to be this rough. I guess having family members harmed gains more of his ire than seeing girls harmed."

"Knowing your students is extremely vital." Nagisa limped into the conversation, "Same as knowing the in's and out's of your teacher, whether you like it or not. It's how a teacher can be confident in what a student like him needs in order to progress in learning or taking a really tough exam or test... kinda like this one. Though not sanctioned by the school or any educational body."

"Oof!!!" Flash staggered back from a solid punch on his shoulder blade, followed with a firm and crushing grip on his other shoulder. Instinctively, Flash restrained that grip by using his own hands to grab the man's fingers and a far part of his arm. That, unfortunately, left him vulnerable to a devastating chop onto Flash's spine, forcing him to kneel on the ground.

"!!!" The students gasped,

But Flash wasn't going down that easy. He rolled quite a large distance after that blow and stood back up. Spotting a charging Mr Shaker, he quickly remembered that move... Judging from what he saw when Nagisa was fighting him... It was coming into place.

"Now I understand..." Flash mused to himself as he crouched into a side stance, his upper body leaning a bit back. Mr Shaker was almost on top of him, and now it was a perfect time to see how hard he can really hit. Within 2 seconds, he hopped into the air, turned his upper body behind him, bent his rear leg in the process, and combined all three (jump, pivot, and leg extension) to drive his foot directly into the man's head, returning that charging momentum right back to its sender.

The crowd gasped in awe once again as they saw Mr Shaker knocked off his feet, his face burning red. One could dread that such a kick could have caused a bad concussion or even a fractured skull. Such dreads were averted though, as the foul-mouthed man stood back up, with some more curse words to spout. Flash opened his mouth to compliment on such fortitude to an attack, but remembered what he said in the beginning and decided to save his energy for fighting.

Actually... No... He can do this...

Scooching over to the Wondercolts statue, he gave a firm whistle towards the cursing criminal. Once the man's infuriating eyes locked onto him, Flash stretched out an open palm facing upwards and beckoned him over with a cocky, shit-eating, grin. The crowd gasped and oohed at the action of a taunt, anyone but the teachers and some mature students.

Enraged from such a taunt, Mr Shaker charged forward with a roar, his hands up in a boxing stance. Flash jumped into a neutral fighting stance and focused on evasion. From practice and memory, Flash dodged every wind-whipping punch, hook, and even uppercut thrown at him, retaliating with a light jab to the face. With each punch he snuck through, the more Mr Shaker lost his cool. Flash, though stoic and serious, couldn't help but give another cocky grin (though small) on how such an intimidating criminal could be such a hopeless case when it comes to fighting. Of course, that's no excuse to hold back, especially after all that trash talk and actions.

"Flash has some clean fighting skills, not going to lie." Rainbow smiled,

"You can say that again," Soarin agreed, "That jumping back kick was flawless in execution! Flash's dedication to technique, discipline and philosophy is well known by the other students. I'm not surprised if he's still showing that today."

"By the way, can I ask what belt is he?" Rainbow asked,

"He's a Second Dan Black Belt." Soarin answered, "And that was when I visited the Dojo last Saturday."

The crowd went stared at Soarin, then back to their classmate... Out of all the students in their school, the goofy and dorky guitar-player of Flash Drive was the most skilful, yet borderline dangerous fighter.

"Oh, and what I mean by dedication to the Taekwondo philosophy, he's very tight on the tenets and oath, just like his love for the Friendship Goddess." Soarin added, "He would NEVER resort to fighting unless there were injustices and threats to peace that can never be quelled by words and debate. When it comes to being a champion of freedom and justice, however, he weighs heavily upon the latter, mostly because our master also weighs upon justice."

"So by that logic," Fleetfoot answered, "Is he the most skilled out of all the Club in both fighting and shooting?"

"I'd say yes." Flitter nodded,

"I agree." Noteworthy nodded,

"Me too! Me too!" Pinkie Pie jumped in agreement, "But I'm not giving up that easy!"

*Bzzt! Bzzt!* buzzed the phones of the Special Tutorship Club students.

"Oh! A message of the CHS club board!" Cheerilee exclaimed. She pulled out her phone and examined the message, followed by the other club members.

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

Guys and Girls? Coach Justice and the Janitor is approaching the PA room where the two children are being held. They want to know, is Pressure Shaker fully distracted? - Roseluck

Cheerilee nodded to herself and typed it down.

Absolutely. Flash is keeping him very busy. - Cheerilee

A quick few seconds later...

Right. The two adults are breaking in now to rescue the kids... Creatively if I might add... - Roseluck

That's great! - Cheerilee

Oh and just in case, the Janitor said to let Flash concentrate on the fighting. Someone has to take him down after all... - Roseluck

Staying close to the Wondercolts Statue, Flash continued his streak of dodging and countering. About twenty-five punches to Mr Shaker's face for the past three minutes and there were definitely signs of bruises and blood. More importantly, Flash could see Mr Shaker was really feeling the exhaustion and fatigue from all that throwing and attacking.

"Time to end this." Flash thought to himself. Seeing Mr Shaker go for one more grab, Flash ducked below the hulking hands, and swept the floor with one graceful crouching spin, catching Mr Shaker's unsuspecting leg and pulling him down. Mr Shaker got one knee ready to stop himself from falling flat on the ground. Flash predicted that and leapt forward, tackling and pinning the criminal to the ground. Mr Shaker refused to give in, heaving his muscular body back upright to escape the pin. But Flash was not going to let him go. Twisting around to Mr Shaker's back, he pulled him to the ground again, caging his adversary's body with his legs, and one arm tightly around his adversary's neck.

"Gawww!!!" Mr Shaker's eyes widened with shock the moment he felt a strong force sealing his air passage.

"Alright, you bastard..." Flash spoke in his ear, "You'd better tap out and surrender if you want to get out of this."

"F--F!!!" Mr Shaker bitterly gritted his teeth. Flash saw his response with the mirror of the Wondercolts Statue and tightened his grip.

"I'm not giving you any more chances." Flash continued with his tone raised in anger, "If I were you, I'd tap out. You'll have many more opportunities to escape prison and use that money, rather than end your life here."

"You.." Mr Shaker choked, "... Think... You... Scare... Me!?!?"

"Fear is just a minor goal. What I really want is this..." Flash responded, then yelled out. "Hey! Can someone take the remote detonator from him!? I saw him put it in his left front pocket..."

"I will!" Yada approached the two fighters.

"What a horrendous man..." Yada thought to herself as she closed in on tank topped terror, "yet so pathetic that he falls..." Before getting close, Yada gripped her hands together as a gesture to Flash. Flash understood what she meant, and tightened his grip, close to the border of strangling.

"Erk..." Mr Shaker's eyes pulse rapidly and began to turn a bit purple, instinctively shifting his priority to pry Flash's grip loose and stay alive. Flash locked his grip harder, utilising technique and skill to make up for his inferior strength by comparison. Even so, Flash knew that he can only hold that strength for 5 seconds, but that was more than enough time needed.

"Got it!" Ms Yada filched the detonator from Mr Shaker's pocket and quickly sprung back to the safety of the crowd.

"Well?" Flash loosened his grip a little, "Looks like you have nothing left to hold me back."

"MMM!!! Okay!!! Okay!!!" Mr Shaker wimpily growled, repeatedly slamming his hand on the floor. "Let... Go!"

Flash released his grip. Mr Shaker crawled quickly to the mirror of the Wondercolts Statue, coughing and wheezing along the way and gasping for some merciful air.

"Well?" Flash approached him, "Do you have anything to say, Mr Eye-For-Trash?"

"Grr..." Mr Shaker rubbed his neck. He was filled with rage just like when Flash taunted him, but no longer the energy to carry it out.

"I told you how dangerous trash can be," Flash answered, a no-nonsense scowl on his face. "So be careful of who or what you call trash. I may be a follower of the Friendship Goddess, but there is such thing as... what was the name again? Oh yeah, 'Karma'."

"He did not just say that!" Nagisa jumped in surprise,

"Relax, we never told the students about him." Yada laughed, "I must admit. He may have a different personality and appearance, but the fighting smarts and confidence could have fooled me into thinking that he was our red devil himself."

"Please no..." Nagisa shook his head, "One Karma is enough."

"Nothing? Alrighty then, looks like it's my turn to trash talk." Flash started, "I honestly thought you were intimidating and scary, true to all the crimes you committed. But the moment we clashed, that changed entirely. All that knowledge and you chose brawn over brains when it comes to fighting. Do you think big muscles are just enough? Please... If sir wasn't occupied with school, he would have beat you himself, without a scratch even."

"Aww, he's standing up for you!" Pinkie laughed, pulling on Nagisa's cheeks.

"I... I have no idea what to say about this..." Noteworthy spoke, feeling very disturbed. "About what you're doing to Mr Shiota Pinkie..."

Mr Shaker bared his teeth, angry and embarrassed like no tomorrow. In secret, he rummaged for something hidden within...

"I can see I've touched a nerve... We all have nerves touched almost every single day in our lives. Have some humility." Flash continued, "Well, either way..."

Flash stretched his arms, and walked upright behind him, "... You say Martial arts is outdated, and yet it still does its job of what it's supposed to, carry out justice. Well, what does that say about you? Looks like you never could shake your way out a fistfight... unless..."

The moment Mr Shaker turned around, Flash acted way beforehand and swung his right leg forward. A swift and true roundhouse kick to knock a large handgun out of Mr Shaker's hand then used the same right leg to slide the gun to the crowd, away from its user.

"... You had a gun." Flash finished, "You are an even bigger idiot than I thought. I can use mirrors too you know. That's why I brought the fight around this exact location in the first place."

"Uh..." Mr Shaker looked at his hand where the gun used to be, then looked in the direction of where the gun went, now at the playful hands of a Pink, poofy, girl. He looked back to the student towering before him, the same rage and wrath he saw at the beginning of this fight. This time, however, a surge of fear swept over the criminal.

"P-P-Please!!!" Mr Shaker yelled, "P-Please forgive me! Have mercy!!!"

"Now you truly have nothing to fight back with. No threat, no technology, no firearm, and no skill. That's what it's like to feel despair... that's what it feels like to be under pressure." Flash glared,

"I-I'm sorry!!! I-I swear! I won't come near you, your brats, or your school ever again!!! C-Can you still give me mercy???"

"Mr Shaker..." Flash bent forward, staring ruthlessly into his eyes. "Did you forget what I just said? I WILL harm you for all the damn you've done... my teacher, my siblings, my friends, and given your life of crime... those lives you've taken to save your own hide!!!"

"Eaaahh!!!" Mr Shaker held his shielded his head with his hands and arms for one last feeble block.

"Welcome to the incinerator..." Flash growled, lifting his rear leg high in the air, "... And your execution!!!"

Flash brought his heel down upon Mr Shaker's shoulder and tore it in one mighty blow. Mr Shaker fell on his back, clutching his dislocated shoulder and howling in pain, yelling for salvation. The fight was finally over...

"Don't worry, your shoulder will heal over time, given the proper care." Flash ensured, "Of course... You're not getting out of prison ever again."

The crowd went silent once again, completely frozen in fear and shock...

"Oh come on!!!" Flash sighed to the crowd, returning to his goofy laid-back self, "This is nothing compared to what we've been through as a school!"

"Actually..." Rarity thought about it hard, "he's not wrong about that... but still... It's scary."

"Flash!!!" Scootaloo ran through the crowd,

"Big Bro!" First followed behind her,

"Scoots! First!" Flash laid eyes on his two siblings and lost his cool as he ran towards them. The siblings embraced each other with one big hug filled with sobs and laughter.

"Are you okay guys???" Flash spoke, "I'm so sorry that you had to go through all this!"

"It's not your fault Flash," First responded while bawling with tears, "But to go through with all this too? It's so crazy, just like papa..."

"I'm all fine, just got hit in the back. But, I'm... I'm so happy that you're alright and unharmed..." Flash blabbered,

"About that, it's a long story..." Scootaloo replied, "Now don't think about crying. Your friends are around! Besides... I... It's going to make me... Eh..." Scootaloo then burst into tears. "Okay! I was really scared! To be tied up next to a bomb...!"

"It's alright... He's down..." Flash comforted, "and you're free... Thanks to--"

"That would be us," Kimura walked forward, with the Janitor behind him. "It's my job as a teacher, and a police enforcer to ensure the safety of people and students alike."

"Coach Justice... Sir..." Flash looked up at to the two adults, tears now streaming down his face, "Th-Thank you so much... For saving my brother and sister... How c-can I ever repay you?"

"Just be considerate of your old Janitor and his job." The Janitor laughed, "Besides. I love toying with people regardless of age, but strapping bombs to young children and teenagers is too far for a mad coot like me."

Behind the Wondercolts statue, far from the students and teachers, Mystère was quietly applauding the small show going on.

"Well done Flash, I almost thought for a second you'd chicken out, but you didn't. Well then... Such selfless sacrifices will yield its own reward." The man laughed as he proceeded to lean on the mirror... Only to be swallowed by its white light.

Week 6 Friday: Unshakeable Joy (Soarin)

Soarin's POV

Last day of the week, and the last day of the exams. It also helps that today only contains one exam, the practical/sporty half of physical education. Well... Except for Flash, as his presence was not seen in an exam room for the past two days. Normally, this would spring rumours between students about him being a teacher's pet or something or somewhat, and just express their 'salt' on a lucky guy like him, but that didn't happen. It may be disbelieving for a student to hear that one of their classmates is exempt from exams because their family members were kidnapped, but then Mr Shaker had the gal to bring his hostages along to school and tie them to a bomb that could blow them (and possibly everyone else) to kingdom come. So I'm very happy and amazed to see Flash successful in rescuing his siblings and sending Mr Shaker to the lockup for good, but that wasn't the only best thing that happened...

Flash's postpone of exams had been lifted yesterday so he was able to complete the beep test with us. Everyone could see the smile on his face when he came in with his P.E. Uniform and can resume finishing off the most stressful thing in High School.

"You ready for this Flash?" I asked,

"You bet." He winked back at me.

"The Multi-Stage Fitness Test will start in 5 seconds." That recording spoke, "Get Ready..."

"May the persistent go far," Flash smiled with determination as he readied himself to run.

"Heh, sure enough!" I nodded, also preparing myself for the run.

Despite not exercising much or playing any sports as much as I used to thanks to exams, I made an effort to jog back home after school and listened intently to that Beep Test recording and boy, did it really pay off. I may not have got to a higher level, but I managed to hit more than a few laps, 8.5 to 8.11. Flash improved just as well, from 8.1 to 8.8. Though I'm unsure whether fighting helped his stamina or whatever, I'm just happy with his improvement. Heck, everyone who went through that practice test had all improved little or significantly.

Neon, the one who had the lowest of 6.1, jumped up one full level to 7.1,

Twilight from 6.2 to 6.10,

Cheerilee from 6.5 to 7.1,

Nurse Redheart from 6.3 to 6.10,

And so on so forth.

Heck, even our top runners got higher scores.

Flitter had 8.3 to 8.7,

Cloudchaser went from 8.6 to the next level of 9.2. Funny enough, so did Fleetfoot.

And Thunderlane... Well... He improved drastically. 9.2? He was the top of the entire group with a stunning level of 10.5!

"I uh... Had to convince my parents that the Beep Test exam involved exercise. They let me out for an hour every day to run!" Thunderlane explained himself with a chuckle, "So let's just say I'm able to manage my parkour routines for maxing and improving my endurance, not to mention how much I like it!"

"You should really try for a sports club or team Thunderlane." Cloudchaser encouraged, "Who knows? You may find something new to like!!!"

"Oh my goodness... Okay, how about next term?" Thunderlane moaned,

"Yay!!!" Flitter jumped with joy, "You're actually being part of the School! Promise you'll think about it? We'll help you!!!"

"Yeah yeah," Thunderlane sighed, "I... I'll appreciate it."

I grinned from a distance. Yeah, it's not just Flash that's happy, Thunderlane should be too. Now he's very likely the top person in PE, although his written exam will be the judge of that...

Scratch that. Not just Flash and Thunderlane, even Mr Shiota!

The news showed that the police have received an anonymous tip in order to uncover Mr Shaker's 'treasure trove' of 20 Million! It was more than enough for the banks to be satisfied that their money's returned, but some of it has been used as compensation for the numerous crimes he committed. Repairing stolen cars (or even buying new ones for the victims), cop the anger of the people who've loved ones killed by him, and be responsible for paying repairs for any destruction to public or private property. That means Mr Shiota's first apartment will be rebuilt and his medical bills will be paid for free!!! He's been crying tears of joy about it non-stop today, not even the pain of his broken leg and being in crutches could ruin his mood.

Well... Knowing what's it's like being a teacher with pay and to deal with bad students, furthermore with the danger of being an Assassin, this is such a blessing to him. Truly, the three of them were brimming with joy, although... When they shared it to us, the club, it raised more questions than joy... And it reminded me of something very big...

It was at the Special Tutorship Club when this interesting story happened. As the exams were over, the temporary members we had said their silent goodbyes with their absent presence. The only people who stayed behind were Rainbow, Applejack, Rarity, Twilight and Sunset. On the other hand, two new faces popped up, a geek and a musclehead, Flash's besties.

"And what brings you here, Mr Chip and Mr Biceps?" Mr Shiota asked, carefully turning around to face them.

"We came to see if our best friend is alright." Micro answered, "Kinda feeling guilty that we haven't been around you much when you're feeling at your worst."

"Sandal isn't coming?" Flash asked,

"Naw, he says he's got faith in you, but I think he's just going to bring down the atmosphere with his snarkiness." Bulk responded,

"Thanks, you two. I really appreciate it." Flash smiled, "And uh, maybe today you'd learn a little bit more about what happened."

"Yeah! Sure!" Micro nodded,

"Uhh... Flash?" Mr Shiota spoke, "you're not talking about what we promised yesterday right?"

"I am, especially since what happened after yesterday." Flash nodded, "you don't mind if the club can learn about it? I mean, we are a team, even if what I did was solo. They should know what actually happened."

"... Sure, I am fine with it." Nagisa answered, as he carefully sat down. "How about all of you?"

"I'm in." Thunderlane answered, "I said I'll wait to hear the entire story."

"Yay for exposition!" Pinkie cheered, and the rest of the club, including me, nodded in agreement.

"Alright then, you want to sit tight you two." Flash turned to his best buddies. "So for the past two days, I had been exempt from exams in order to help Mr Shiota and co to find Scoots and First right?"

"Yeah,"

"Yep,"

"I remember," went the classmates of the club.

"This preparation against Mr Shaker happened earlier, the day when my siblings were kidnapped." Flash continued,

"Wait. What?" I froze,

"I don't understand..." The club responded,

"You see... It wasn't Pressure Shaker who kidnapped my siblings... There was an associate named Mystère Malum who had done the deed. He kidnapped them on their way home and proved it to me through voice. To set an example just how much he demands me to follow his orders, he went and smashed my guitar."

"Sorry about your loss." Rainbow answered, "As a guitarist, to have your guitar smashed instead of you smashing it sucks!"

"I'll get back to that later." Flash responded, "After showing me those two things, I lashed out at him and began fighting for like an hour or so. I noticed however, he was holding back, and using different fighting techniques that put him at a disadvantage. He was tough nonetheless."

"Looks like you aren't so cool and laid-back after all." Noteworthy snickered,

"We're all human. There is always something that will make us angry." Flash sighed, "But yeah, this happened on Tuesday and Wednesday every night. He'd come around and spar with me like before."

"Wait..." Twilight deducted, "so does that mean that instead of fighting you just for provocations, he's... Well... Training you?"

"I hate to believe it, but yes." Flash nodded, "Those undisciplined, reckless and rushed moves were a near replication of Pressure Shaker's fighting skills or lack thereof yesterday. Because of that, I was able to predict and control the battle when facing that hulk of a man."

"So wait..." Thunderlane pieced it together, "He kidnapped your siblings, broke your guitar, and coaxed you to fight him. But all-in-all, the way he fought you was almost exactly the way the big bastard fought yesterday. His logic... I have no bloody idea. Is he helping you or hindering you?"

"Believe me, I have no idea what his motives are. But if you're still not convinced about him, well..." Flash showed his guitar case to the group, "Let's get back to the guitar then."

"You still carry that guitar case?" Rarity questioned,

"A guitar case can carry many things, but the main job..." Flash opened the case, revealing an electric guitar that is identical by its bright red colour and design to Flash's former one, "... Is to obviously carry a guitar."

The class and teachers (except Mr Shiota) went silent for a minute there then burst into stupified unison including me.

"WHAT!?!?!?!?"

"I-I thought you said your guitar was destroyed!" Sunset exclaimed,

"Are you lying?" Flitter squinted with suspicion,

"Nope, he's telling the truth." Nagisa defended,

"Yes, my previous guitar was destroyed. This is a new one." Flash answered, "Excluding the guitar strap, the colour, aesthetic, and materials resemble the former one to a T." He flipped his guitar to its back, showing a bright yellow staff and barline, strewn with a pattern of musical notes shaped like shooting stars, and each note with a different colour.

"What's with the cutie mark?" Cheerliee asked, "Someone related to you?"

"Yes." Flash nodded, "It belongs to Riff Starstream. She was a very experienced guitarist and singer, the leader of her own pop band in her young days. She's the reason why I was inspired to pick up and play the guitar."

"Ooh!" Pinkie 'ooh'ed with interest. "Wait... Who is she again?"

"Figured you'd say that Pinkie. She's not a popular musician, but she and her band have lots of heart and spice from what little the internet says. That's one of many reasons why Dad fell in love with her."

"Oh," Fluttershy nodded, "She's your mother. I do remember you saying that was your mom's guitar..."

"Yeah." Flash nodded, "More than just an instrument, the guitar is a memento that carries the spirit and love of my family to really play out my heart and soul." He closed his guitar case, "But I appreciate that this one resembles the original. Then again, it's easy because her guitar came from a regular music store. The only thing 'custom' about it is her cutie mark. If you know me, I love my family a lot so I treasure it lots."

"So if your old one's broken, how did you get a new one that looks just like it?" Twilight continued,

"Yeah... So once I was able to relax with my siblings after the fight, they told me that there should be a gift for me at home. When we returned, I saw this mint-conditioned electric guitar on my bed with a letter." He pulled it out, "Let me read it to you."

Dear Flash Sentry

For a religious hack that's as tasteless as water, you were damn impressive back there... But then again water is an essential part of life, and I know that's a comeback you'd say. Congratulations for beating that bad-mouthed bastard, and I thought I was a troublemaker!

I'm sure you've figured out that the way I've been fighting you for the past three days was all to prepare for Pressure Shaker. How did I learn? Well, I had to fight him myself and it was tremendously trivial. From there, I coaxed him that I was the middle-man for whoever released him from prison, and he fell for it. He may be a fool, but given enough time, he can find a way to enact his revenge on Mr Shiota and catch you all unaware. So after coaxing Pressure to attack within the week and give me information regarding his plans, I had to find someone who can beat the crap out of him while not being very busy with work or study, and I chose you. Course, I had to make sure that you weren't completely busy with study.

I learnt more about your guitar that I smashed and the reason why it's so important to you. Personally, I'd let go of such filial mementos and parental footsteps to create your own path, but I kinda did that myself since my parents were in the trading business in order to become what I am today. Turns out such ties to your family and faith really drives you to do some awesome and talented stuff. You have my respect for that.

So as a reward for beating Pressure Shaker and enduring the damn I did to you, here's a new replacement guitar made exactly like your destroyed one with no improvements or changes; Your siblings put me through hell in order to make sure of that. But there's also a little something special that I put on your desk as an extra bonus. Check it out, learn more about it, play it. It should throw some variety into your music life.

Oh yeah, there's also something I gave to your teacher through your siblings too. It should lead to something that can allow him to rebuild and refurbish his old apartment. Also, this won't be the last you'll hear of me. I'll always be around when you and your friends least expect it.

See you later

Mystère Malum

P.S. I know you've got more questions for me, so I'm very much happy to meet with you. How about 4 pm in the park where we fought each other? That should be enough time to pick up your family and make sure they're safe at home. Oh, and come alone.

"... Well, there is one thing that I got in his logic." Thunderlane concluded, "He definitely was right in picking you to fight."

"He used me rather." Flash changed it, "Not a big deal though, I did get something out of it. My siblings are safe, and a gift to act as compensation to what he did to me."

"That guy is an absolute psychopath!" Rainbow yelled, "to send a crazy criminal to attack us during our exams!!!"

"Anyone would strike at the weak point, whether debate or fistfight." Cheerilee responded, "It's how we do things in order to get an advantage."

"It's even confusing when he's been secretly training Flash and helped find the funds necessary to rebuild Mr Shiota's apartment." Big Mac continued,

"Hey! What's the bonus? What about the bonus!? I really wanna know!!!" Pinkie spoke up,

"Always pinning the mystery gifts Pinkie." Flash chuckled and revealed a tall rectangular music case. "It's another instrument, but not a guitar..." He opened the case and pulled out the instrument in question.

"What... Is... That?" Fleetfoot was the first to talk. "It looks like a guitar, but with only three strings, a long and thin neck, and a really small squarish body."

"I don't see the frets on it, or a soundhole either." Rainbow added, "And what's with the over-sized door stopper? Is that supposed to be the pick for it?"

"Of course not. As I said, this isn't a guitar." Flash replied, "But I'm sure Mr Shiota, Coach Justice and Ms Yada would know. Maybe you too, Mac and Applejack."

Nagisa happily nodded in agreement and took the lead.

"This, ladies and gentleman, is a Shamisen." Mr Shiota introduced, "A traditional Neighponese instrument that looks similar to a banjo or guitar. The strings are plucked by the 'over-sized door stopper' known as a bachi,"

"I'd like to take a closer look. May I?" Ms Yada asked, extending her hands and arms.

"Sure." Flash nodded.

"Hmm..." With two careful hands, Yada examined the instrument all over, "A Tsugaru Shamisen. It's made up with a Bamboo base, Ivory neck and skin, a Tortoise-Shell bachi, and nylon strings. Excepting the nylon, the materials here make the traditional Shamisen." She passed it back to Flash, "Want a whirl?"

"Later," Flash chuckled, fitting it back in the case. "I'd like to learn the basics first, and then a short easy song to get the feel."

"Oh come on Flash!!!" Pinkie moaned, "We just want to hear what it sounds like!!!"

"Seriously, I have NO idea how to use it. Only its name and how it plays." Flash stammered,

"Aw phooey." Pinkie pouted,

"Anyway, back to the topic," Flash replied. "Like you, I have no idea what the intentions of Mystère Malum are. However, I think it's clear to say that he's definitely not a threat, but someone we should be cautious against."

Alright, Black Fedora, Black smart casuals, suspicious target but not threat. That will be duly noted. Out the corner of my eye though, I thought I saw Sunset had a face of panic for a little while. That's... Actually a bit suspicious...

"Now I'm curious Coach," Flash turned to Coach Justice, "How were you able to save my siblings?"

"I uh... Had help from two people..."

Kimura, Roseluck and The Janitor travelled quietly but hastily to the PA room. It was located just opposite the cafeteria at a safe distance from the entrance lobby so Pressure Shaker won't have enough time to intervene.

"Hello???" The Janitor playfully knocked on the PA door, "Anybody home?"

"Don't open the door!" A pure voice chirped in panic, "Otherwise we'll all die!"

"Oh my, a call for help from the sweetest maiden." The Janitor chuckled, "Don't worry little girl, we will get you out!"

"I'm a boy, you idiot!!!" The voice retorted back,

"Oh dear..." The Janitor slapped his head in dramatic despair, "Now guys are truly wanting to be girls! This world surely has changed without me meddling in it!"

"Can you save it for later!?!?" A brash voice retorted, "His voice is natural. End of story!"

"That's First and Scootaloo alright." Kimura responded, "Alright you two, we're going to get you out of here, but I need you to remain calm... Can you tell me how the door is tied to the bomb?" Kimura informed "That way, we can know how not to blow all of us up."

"Umm..." First spoke, his eyes focused on the door, where a loose wire was attached to its edge with some adhesive unknown to the boy on one side, while the other was firmly tied to a firing pin of a small explosive. "There's a wire attached to the door edge, and it's connected to the bomb. Since the door can only be pushed open from the outside, it's going to pull the string and the pin. I'm guessing it's going to light a fuse and explode."

"Are you sure about that?" Kimura prompted, "remember, this is important. If we get it wrong, we're going to die."

"He's right! I can see the layout too. It's exactly what First said." Scootaloo firmly assured,

"Alright then..." Kimura nodded, "Unless anyone of us can slip through a small crack, we're at a standstill."

"Not with what we have right now, Onion Boy." The Janitor tutted, "I have some tools that can deal with this dilemma, but I'll need you two to make sure this goes smoothly without a problem."

"What's your plan?"

"I have something where I keep all my gardening and woodworking tools." The Janitor continued,

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!?!?!?!?!?" An ear-splitting scream wailed throughout the hallways, silence followed soon after.

"Oh dear, it seems something interesting is happening back at the fray." The Janitor gulped, "Little rose, can you please check it out? I'm sure you know that if you continue towards that hallway, you'll end up back in the entrance lobby, but behind our guest. He'll need to be preoccupied for this plan to work."

"Yes sir," Roseluck saluted as she hurried down the hallway towards the source of the yell.

"And me?"

"Ensure the hostages are calm and collected Onion Boy. The more stricken they are with panic, the likely they may stumble and do something bad."

"Well hurry up then." Kimura gestured, "Otherwise it will be impossible to rescue them without opening the door."

"Remember this..." The Janitor looked back with a devious grin, "There is no such thing as impossible. All you just need to do is turn a few rules or schools inside-out and hey, the things you strive to achieve for is a walk in the park!"

"Hmm..." Kimura frowned as the Janitor hurried into the cafeteria and through the kitchen. "And I thought our students and teachers were bad enough. Everyone is insane."

He turned back to the two siblings, "Alright, we're on our way to get you out. For now, just stay calm, and take deep breaths."

"Our upper bodies and arms are tied up to a chair, with a bomb attached the rope. It's scary, but we can only squirm so much..." Scootaloo spoke with a sense of snarkiness in her tone.

"Don't be a smart-ass big sis," First sighed, "But yeah, we got it, sir! We know how to keep calm under pressure, we're raised by the same military father Flash has!"

"Oh no..." Scootaloo gulped, a sudden urge ran through below her waist, "I don't think he trained us for specifically keeping calm under the pressure of nature's call."

"Oh great!" First moaned as he began squirming, "You have to go to the loo!? Of all the times!"

"Alright then, how about I sing a few songs huh? Or read a story??? Oh! Just focus on my voice, pretend that it's an island!!!" Kimura suggested,

"I think for a special forces guy, you seem to suck at handling and knowing about kids!" Scootaloo scoffed,

"So THAT'S how it is..." Kimura grumbled with frustration, "Even when facing death, you have the ability to crack humour."

"Well, I'm not afraid of death as much as I want to live. Besides, there is such a thing as Heaven after all!!!" First reasoned,

"Fair enough. But I still think it's too early for both of you to see your parents and the Goddess." Kimura mentioned, "Just hold it in then."

"I will!" Scootaloo responded,

"I'm back Coach Justice." Roseluck scampered back,

"What's the situation?" Kimura asked,

"Flash tagged in while Mr Shiota tagged out." Roseluck stated, "And from the looks of it, I just saw Flash dropkick Mr Shaker out to the entrance courtyard."

"Is he? Perfecto!" The Janitor returned, carrying a circular saw with both hands, a measuring tape in his shirt pocket, and a pencil on his ear. "Then our DIY plan will go smoothly."

Roseluck's eyes widened with disbelief. Kimura just looked away uncomfortably.

"I'm sorry, but we don't have access to those window and door cutters that fancy secret agents have, so we should give our Better School and Garden a Fixer-upper so they can escape!" The Janitor grumbled as a response to their looks.

"Alright then..." Kimura took a deep breath, "This is going to be crazy... But I've been in crazy already. Need help?"

"Yes please," The Janitor passed the tape measure and pencil to the Special Forces Teacher, "I want you to measure and draw a rectangle that you KNOW you're going to fit through on the door. I'm sure a special forces member like you know their body measurements."

"And you're going to cut the rectangle so I can crawl in???" Kimura raised his voice, "What am I, a dog???"

"Why yes!!! Who's a clever Onion Boy huh? Who's a clever Onion Boy!?!?" The Janitor teased with a hysterical (but quiet) laugh.

"This is not what I had in mind when I meant 'crazy'." Kimura sighed in defeat. "But I can't complain as the results of getting it will be a success." And with that, Kimura picked a certain point at the bottom half of the door and extended the measuring tape across the width.

"Let's see..." Kimura debated with himself on the suitable length required to crawl through the 26-inch door of the PA room from left to right... He changed between extending and reducing the measuring tape to gain a visual perspective for further information on making a decision. He stopped the tape around 18 inches for a while and decided that it was most suitable for him to crawl through, he quickly marked down the beginning and the ends of the tape on the door with the pencil and connected them with a line.

Next step was from top to down. It didn't take him that long to figure out a suitable distance. Rather, he started from the leftmost mark and pulled the tape all the way to the ground. Measuring about 3 inches from the ground, he marked the third point and connected it directly up to the first mark he made. He performed the same process for the top mark on the other side and finally connecting the two bottom marks together to create his rectangle opening.

"Good, Onion Boy!" The Janitor laughed, patting his shoulder, "You did it pretty fast. Now for people on both sides of the door..." He retracted the safety cover and revved up the Circular Saw "... Please stand away from it."

"Y-Yes sir," The two captured siblings nodded and used their legs to move the chair far from the door. The saw whirred and buzzed as loud as an elephant as the Janitor carefully placed it upon one of the edges of Kimura's rectangle. Through the sound of mechanical scratching and stream of painted sawdust, the Janitor worked effortlessly to cut a flawless opening to match the rectangle of Kimura.

As the two handymen were busy, Roseluck remembered her role and pulled out her phone. Though well aware that the target of danger is outside, there could be chances he could still hear what was going on. To be sure, she began to let the club know.

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

Guys and Girls? Coach Justice and the Janitor is approaching the PA room where the two children are being held. They want to know, is Pressure Shaker fully distracted? - Roseluck

Roseluck bit her lip; Looks like she made a few mistakes when writing her message. A few seconds later, someone managed to pick up.

Absolutely. Flash is keeping him very busy. - Cheerilee

Roseluck sighed with relief, then continued her typing.

Right. The two adults are breaking in now to rescue the kids... Creatively if I might add... - Roseluck

"Okay!" The Janitor responded, "Finished!!!" He pointed to the rectangular hole of the door into the PA room, where the three could see numerous wiring... And the legs of First and Scootaloo. The hole itself was neatly cut in such a short time, although... "I wasn't able to use any painter's tape given our situation, so I hope you'll absolutely mind the splinters. Now fetch!!!"

"It's nothing," Kimura laughed as he quickly slipped through the hole arms first, "Heya you two. Hope you didn't wait long..."

"Thank you! Thank you!" The two siblings exclaimed in unison, only for them to look at each other in suspicion.

"Get used to unison." Kimura chuckled, "Most of my classmates, including me, do that a lot back in Junior High. Now, what do we have here..." He turned to the door bomb and examined the wire. He deduced that the wire used was commonly used for fishing lines, so cutting this will be easy.

"Hey, Janitor," Kimura called, "Do you have any scissors?"

"I have two! Here you go!" The Janitor responded, throwing two distinct objects in. One was a pair of normal gardening scissors, the other was a figure of some red-shelled insect-human hybrid standing on two legs. Kimura picked up the gardening scissors but frowned very hard at the sight of the red figure.

"Very funny." Kimura sarcastically growled, "Now take it back before I destroy it, or someone will destroy us." The sound of quiet hysterical laughing can be heard from the Janitor once more. Ignoring his reaction, Kimura approached the bomb and snipped the wire near its premise. Should he cut it haphazardly without considering the location, he would risk adding weight or force to the wire from the scissors and trigger it. Once done, he quickly carried the bomb away from the door, then opened it. No explosion was triggered, heard or felt. The breach was a success.

"Okay, on to the next step," Kimura replied. As the Janitor walked in, Roseluck stood outside, checking all the messages of the Special Tutorship Club.

"Sir," Roseluck called. "Do you want me to let them know?"

"Don't." The Janitor poked his head out, "we have barely scratched the surface on what we have to do. Tell our spiky-haired fighter to keep the pressure on. The technological intruder must be crushed!"

"Got it," Roseluck nodded and typed her message down.

"To round it off," Kimura finished, "He didn't use any explosive in the way terrorist groups would do and the only thing that could blow up the bomb was the remote detonator he had, no other secondary way. It turns out he first hacked into our security system, cameras, bell system, and Wi-Fi, then made his speech. The moment he finished his PA announcement, he rushed over to the security room and used a self-designed jammer that blocks every signal for the entire school building. He must have gotten a structure of the school to know that the PA room is close to one of the entrances to the school's basement."

"That's an exciting story!" Pinkie responded, "But don't you think that flashback is a little too much to answer Flash's curiosity?"

"I don't see why that's a problem Pinkie." I responded, "We ALL, except for Roseluck, were unaware of what went on behind the scenes. I'm quite curious myself too."

"Okay then, I guess..." Pinkie rolled her eyes, "but just so you know, you'll be losing the most out of this day Soarin."

"And why is that?" I answered,

"Today's the day where you FINALLY get to narrate your point of view!" Pinkie explained, "don't you think it's about time the first 5 members of the Tutorship Club are able to share their thoughts for a whole chapter?"

"... What?" I reluctantly responded. Man, Pinkie is a funny gal, but there are times when I REALLY can't understand her.

"Are there any questions left?" Flash asked,

"One small loophole," Twilight raised her hand. "How did you manage to send a message? I thought the jammer blocked all signals!"

"Well about that..." Roseluck began to give an answer until the realisation struck her mind.

"... You've got a good point. How was I able to make a message? I completely forgot that there was a jammer, and yet..."

"He did not!!!" Kimura slammed the teacher's desk, his face etched to resemble some vengeful spirit.

"What did he do?" Yada jumped,

"He... He..." Kimura started, taking deep and heavy breaths. "He... Put our lives at risk... But... Never mind." He calmed down with another deep breath, "We all got out safely."

"I've got no question." I responded after Coach's sudden outburst, "But I must admit, you were really awesome yesterday."

"Protect the innocent from evil. That's what I pretty much train for," Flash shrugged, "though I don't think it should be a surprise to you."

"Yeah," I gave a coy smile, "It really isn't."

"Have you ever considered coming back?" Flash asked, "You know everyone misses you. Our buddies, Our Master and his Missus."

"Well, considering all the trouble we've been in..." I responded, "I've been thinking about it. That's why I visited them a few days ago. Granted, I won't be able to come as often as you would."

"You'll always be welcomed back Soarin, even if you come once a month," Flash assured.

"Hey," Fleetfoot raised her voice, "How long have you two been together in the dojo?"

"Since almost the majority of our primary school life." I answered, "Flash and I were in the same class, and we sort of stood out from it."

"Why's that?" Rarity asked, "Were you the only Equestrians doing it?"

"Not even. We're the only two who have porcupine hairstyles compared to everyone with their short, straight, or curly hairs. Yes, even non-porcupine haired students from Equestria joined in the fun." I laughed, "But only as an in-class joke. They were really passionate about training and helped each other out, except for a few bullies. Flash was really passionate in following the teachings and disciplines, especially since well... You don't mind buddy?"

"I can say it myself," Flash responded, "To put it bluntly, I was the most fragile guy of the class in the physical, developmental, mental and spiritual ways. I was slow to pick up on the lessons, I found it hard to balance and pivot myself, and lost every practice bout. Because of that, I get teased by students and harshly criticised by the master, with suggestions to quit. I'd always break down to tears every time since I couldn't say anything back; they weren't wrong."

I remember those times. It was because of that, (alongside our spiky hair) did our little friendship bud and develop.

"Uwaahh... Give me some time!!!" A six-year-old Flash moaned, sitting on the stairs outside the dojo next to a six-year-old me, "It's so hard to keep up and remember the steps! And I don't know how to practice it if I don't know the steps!"

"There there..." I comforted, patting his shoulder, "you know you could just ask the master to redo the steps again until you get it."

"It's going to slow down the entire class though. That would be very selfish of me," Flash explained,

"I-I don't mind! At all!" I responded, "In fact, I don't think anyone would mind, even the master! If you were being selfish we'd really hold something against you, but what you want doesn't seem unfair."

"Hmm..." Flash pouted, "It's just like school... Everyone picks on me because I'm too slow or something, and then I always have a pile of classwork that I still don't have an idea to do! I always needed help from my Mommy, and she's not always there all the time!!!"

"So it's not just Taekwondo eh?" I prompted, his concerns and rants piquing my interest. "I take it you really are slow on the uptake?"

"Well, I've learned table manners, I know how to read, and I know how to eat without needing help..." Flash explained, "but Mommy and Daddy needed a lot of time for me to finally get through."

"Is that so??? Tell you what..." I stood up, "If you don't want to hold back the class, then I can teach you the steps after lessons or whenever you're available! I mean, Primary School's too easy for me, and I may not be a master at those techniques and steps yet, but I can spend a lot of time with you! And I'll do my best!!!"

"Really???" Flash's eyes widened with hope, his eyes filled with light.

"I promise!!!" I puffed my chest out and stuck out my pinkie. Flash looked at it for a few seconds, then slowly grasped it with his other pinkie.

"Pinkie Promise Soarin!" Flash chirped with a wide smile, "I'm so happy that the Goddess has made you and me be friends! I promise that I'll do my best to fully understand things too!"

"Heh! Sure!" I chuckled, "I-I'll hold you to it!"

Whilst Flash was definitely happy that he could find someone he can trust aside from the master, I was really happy that I had someone to take under my wing, or rather at least have a really close friend back then. Before and after our training, I practised with Flash in the Park, and it took plenty and PLENTY of patience for me to get him to understand the moves. But bit by bit, he managed to remember and learn by himself. Course, his successful training wasn't the only reward I got. He introduced me to his family, and I mean his actual Mom and Dad. I visited his house quite often, and I learned so much about him and his family, like why he was so slow on the uptake. This really tightened our bond of being friends through the middle years.

Evidently, he never gave up on his training and fighting as taught to by his parents, religious beliefs and me as we grew up. He was able to beat back his developmental delay when we hit the last two years of our Primary School, and with a complete 180, he became the quickest learner. His balance was unbreakable and starting from that day on and was unbeatable in the class. Of course, I don't know if he's still got that winning streak today since I left the studio in those last 2 years.

"So uh... Why are you leaving?" Flash innocently came up to me after our lesson and the day when our master said I'd be leaving the class.

"I well... We have a soccer club in my Primary School, and I had been going there alongside doing Taekwondo with you. But because we have to take all these stupid tests to enter High School, my parents said I can't do both so I had to cut one."

"Then... Which one do you love the most?" Flash asked,

"Argh..." The sea levels of guilt were rising within me, making me uneasy to answer as I look into his innocent eyes.

"If it's something you had to give up and sacrifice, I understand that..." Flash responded, "I had to do the same thing."

"What?" I responded,

"I left CJS at the end of Year 4. And I really miss all the teachers and the classmates I had... Like that Pink-Haired girl... She was really pretty..."

"Wait... Do you mean Canterlot Junior School?"

"Uh-huh." Flash rapidly nodded,

"Aw man, I envy you. I heard from Dad and Mom that the school has the best teachers and students! Why would you leave?"

"Two things." Flash counted out, "One, I'm transferring to a Military School somewhere near the border of Canterlot. It's going to be hard work and discipline, but I want to work hard to be like my father. He's really kind, but also one who won't be afraid to be strict and fight if needed!"

"Oh, I see..." I nodded in understanding. "He really is a good man, definitely cool. What about the second?"

He smiled at me, "Mother gave birth to my younger sister and brother a month ago. I'm a big brother now!"

"Really? Congrats then!!!" I laughed. From that laughing, those guilt levels began shrinking and lowering, and I suddenly don't feel so bad anymore. Looks like the little boy I've been training has grown up.

"So? Do you love Soccer more than Taekwondo?" Flash continued his question.

"Well, yes I do." I confessed, "It's more free-flowing, and it involves a lot more people playing together as a team. I want to be someone that I can help support and play together, just like we did here!"

"That sounds lovely! I-I hope you do well!" Flash complimented, and I felt warm inside,

"A-Are you sure you're not mad?"

"Why?" Flash asked, "As I said, it's there are things we all have to sacrifice, even if the things we do are things we love the most."

"I see..." I sighed, then continued further. "Okay, I'll admit that there was one strong thing that wanted me to stay here."

"What's that?"

"It's you." I admitted, "I didn't want to leave you there on your own when you're struggling..."

"Aww... You're a really good friend Soarin," Flash smiled once again, and my inside warmth began to burn,

"But..." I smiled back, "Perhaps I don't have to worry about it anymore. After all, look at you now. You're the best in our class, and you've got other people to take care of!"

"Ah, I see." Flash nodded in understanding, "But that's okay! We can always still keep in touch, can we? As friends?"

"Why but... Of course!!!" I responded, "Our parents have each of their numbers!"

"There is one thing Soarin." Flash responded, "if there's anything I have to thank for growing up and doing all this, it's you! You're the one that has been a really good big brother to me, so that's why I'll be confident in being a good big brother for my siblings!"

"Ooh, Flash!!!" The burning warmth turned into a bonfire, and I started to tear up, "Now you're going to make me cry like a baby!!!"

"There there... It's okay. Papa said that even he cries, as does grandpapa, or any other guy." Flash responded as he patted me on the shoulder. Oh, My Goddess, he did to me what I did to him when I first made that promise! That just made me burst to tears!

Yeah, it really has been a long time, seeing that joyful face of his when he personally bid me farewell, and how I remembered some of those Taekwondo moves that I used in my soccer skills. There had been more sweetness than bitterness in that farewell, yet I'd never think that such horror would fall upon him and his family. Two months later, I heard the message that Flash's parents died, and like him, I could not believe it. Having so good people die at a young age? Sure, I knew that Flash's Dad was in the military, so it was a life-risk, but not his mother. Why did they die? I questioned the Goddesses about this and although it wasn't a happy answer, they gave it to me when I went to their funeral.

Because of the military ranking and reputation of Flash's dad, the army allowed his beloved wife Starstream to see him for a few days in a village that was safely behind a demilitarized zone, and well far away from the war zone somewhere in the Middle East. However, one of those days had spurred a terrorist organisation to attack and completely annihilate the zone and the village beyond. Flash's dad sacrificed his life to give time for his mom and other innocent civilians and families to escape but... A suicide-bombing bastard sneaked into the ranks of what seemed to be a successful evacuation... And made sure there were no survivors.

I felt so empty and sad to see the parents of my best friend; Lifeless as their bodies were carried in coffins, lifeless as prayers, eulogies, and gifts were spoken and given to them, and lifeless as they were placed into the burning furnace... Across the burning flames, I could see Flash staring longingly at his parents, his grip tight upon the hands of his tiny infant siblings next to him. I could see him rumbling and fighting his own self, questioning everything that had happened, the faith he followed, the Goddess he believed in. I wanted to come around and encourage him, to keep his spirits up, but I couldn't. I was friends with him because I had been teaching him something that I know greatly about. Death, on the other hand, was something that I had no idea on where to start, and something that even I would be afraid of talking about; I would have let him down. So I backed away and tried not to get into his field of vision and placed a dark halt upon our friendship, a mistake I painfully regretted.

Flash, Scootaloo and First Base moved to live with his aunt and uncle, leaving his house to collect dust. I had no idea where they lived, and I wasn't able to get the phone number of Flash's relatives. Our families did not allow us to have phones until we fully graduated from Primary School and learned about the giant responsibilities behind it, and Social Media was in its very early forms in our childhood. I had never felt so lonely for the rest of my Primary School days, but I still tried my best in memory of him. I studied hard, I played well, and I was accepted into Canterlot High School. You wouldn't believe my surprise when I went here on the first day that I saw him standing on the front lawn; looking at the school towering above him.

This time, I strained to get his eye contact and we did. We both smiled at each other, after seeing each other for so long. But... All I did was give a wave and a nod, and he did the same thing too. That marked the end of our reunion, and we carried out our study life separately. I spent time with my friends and the Wonderbolts, and he spent time with his friends. For a long time, we saw each other as familiar faces... Somebody that we used to know, even when we shared the same class, and even when we're in the Special Tutorship Club. Heck, I didn't even know he moved back to his old house.

To tell you the truth... The more I hear about him, the more painful it was that I remembered not approaching him when he was really down, and the more I wanted to return and talk with him. From what I have seen of him ever since joining, he was no longer the innocent boy I remember him to be, but he never stopped smiling with joy through his goofy and laid-back attitude. Now that we're thrown into this club, there were things about him that have not changed, or rather, grew up with him. His love and skills for Taekwondo, his disciplined self and attitude behind that goofiness, his faith still intact, and his oath to protect and be a big brother to his siblings. How did it grow up with him? Well... He's gone very protective of his siblings, he's much more ferocious and clean in his fighting, he's put much more assurance in his faith especially with all the talk about religion these days, and... He's smiling like he's over the moon.

If I should remember on the time I've spent with Flash and his family, is that it's never too late for forgiveness. Perhaps I could rekindle that friendship I had with him back in Elementary years. Resume my time in Taekwondo. Possibly extend that brotherly connection to his siblings. All for what we're facing as a club, and especially for the future. After all... Seeing my first best friend filled with joy gives me joy too.

"Soarin?" Flash tugged at me, breaking my train of thought.

"Oh! Sorry!" I apologised, "I was just lost in thought. What did I miss?"

"I asked, did you get along with Flash when you were learning Taekwondo?" Fluttershy repeated her question, though I was hearing it for the first time.

"Oh uh... Yeah! Absolutely! He looked up to me a lot!" I responded,

"Woah now... What's with the arrogance?" Micro spoke with suspicion.

"He's telling the truth." Nagisa and Pinkie responded in unison. Everyone looked at the two.

"Assassin Skills," Nagisa lifted his hands in justification, "I can tell."

"And well..." Pinkie answered, "... Your story was a doozy!!! I guess I was wrong. You didn't lose out on anything!!!"

"What story?" I responded... She can't be talking about me reminiscing about the time I was with Flash, is she?

Well, whatever the case, this day was truly a joyful one. Our exam week is finished, another enemy of Mr Shiota was defeated, and everyone was happy. Course, we're well aware that School isn't over, and neither are any future attacks from whatever horrendous person comes our way, but we'd like to have a momentous occasion. As for me... You know what? I really should return to practising Taekwondo! I'd love to see how far Flash has gone! And I think it's my turn to try and stop his streak!

Hmm... Wasn't I thinking about something suspicious before? Nah... It can't be that important. Nothing but a day of unshakeable joy.

Way after school, Flash made his way to the park at 4 pm sharp. There, he saw the man dressed in black sitting peacefully on a park bench.

"Afternoon Flash." Mystère waved as Flash approached him, "How are your siblings?"

"They are getting back to normal, and they told me how you treated them..." Flash frowned, "... Still can't believe you took them to the Water Park on Wednesday."

"Well, I must confess..." Mystère's deep voice moaned, "We did have a little slip-up there. There WAS a scummy idiot that thought he might have some good time in kidnapping some kids. So I gave him a strict lesson, and like Mr Shaker, he's in prison."

"What is your deal?" Flash snapped his head to face him, "And I'm saying this genuinely. I can gather that you are no Kuro and that you really did keep my siblings safe, despite kidnapping them. No ransomer would ever treat them the way you would."

"I was never some kidnapper, to begin with. But it's exhilarating to see that I led you all on a merry goose chase!" Mystère chuckled, "I must admit, I love seeing your reaction when you try to comprehend whether I'm good or evil. Same thing with your siblings."

"I take it you wade in the grey?" Flash asked,

"Not at all. I respect people who do good, as I do the same thing too. But let's just say I'm a bit more... Extreme in my methods that such people would question me."

"You've proven that much." Flash responded, "But judging by your voice. It seems you've been doing that a lot."

"Ever since I was a teenager, my boy." Mystère concluded, "So. Have you played the Shamisen yet?"

"Looking forward to it, but after the exams. As of now, I'll place it next to my guitar so I can remember it." Flash replied,

"Yeah. You should trust your older beings more. They can assist you in more ways than one."

"Mystère. I know fully well that you respect me." Flash answered, "But by no means are we friends. If you answer two of my questions, however, you have my respect from here on out."

"Ooh..." Mystère smiled, "Sure. I'm all ears."

"First is a simple question." Flash started, "Do you know my teacher? Specifically Mr Shiota?"

"Your teacher is a man that I respect a lot, but only because he faces danger with his own hands to show how much he cares for his students. Other than that, I have never met him in person."

"I see..." Flash nodded, "Then for my second request..." He stood up, walked onto a flat patch of grass, and turned to face Mystère. "... I want you to fight me again. This time, with what YOU know."

"Hmm..." Mystère stood up, "Are you sure about that? I feel like I've... Gotten a bit stronger."

"I won't be doing this out of rage, call it a friendly but serious spar. I'd like to see how you truly fight... And if it gets too far, I'll call quits."

"Hmm... Granted. We'll do it under your conditions." Mystère nodded and stood up, "It's the least I can do for you." Walking towards Flash, his pupils of gold began to spark with red. "Are you ready?"

"No battle stance?" Flash asked,

"This is my stance..." Mystère responded, "Well, I just picked it up recently since I got this new power... Feels pretty nice too." He clenched his fists, generating small sparks of red, just like his eyes. "Shall we???"

"Begin!" Flash yelled and charged forward.

Week 6 Sunday: 'Rest' for the teachers...

In for Monday, and out for Friday. Much like a storm, the exam week has passed as quickly as it came, though it may be the most memorable for the wrong reasons. The students finally feel at ease, but for the teachers... It's out of the frying pan of testing, and into the fires of marking!!! Depending on who's who, some would rather spend the time after the struggle of marking and observing to take the weekend as a break, before heavy work in the weekdays. Some teachers decided they should have lunch or do some shopping together underneath the curved glass roof of Canterlot Mall, six of them.

"Man..." Lita moaned, plopping her behind on an empty chair while holding a tray of salad heavily weighed down with sliced and creamy avocado. "Finally I get to eat some decent food!"

"What? No... Your packed lunch takes the cake with how healthy and tasty it carries. Are you really that not satisfied with it?" Phos shared his opinion.

"Which is exactly why I have a great disappointment with a majority of the restaurants around here!" Lita extended, "This is the only dish that gives avocado without having to charge extra!!!"

"Judging by the size of it, if you ask me..." Yada chuckled, her face filled with torn pieces of bread and meat patties. "You probably went for the extra and added even more. You must really love avocados."

"Yes." Lita nodded with joy, "this is indeed my favourite type of food. It's creamy, soft, and it has a wonderful feeling to it before and after!" Then she looked at her colleagues' dishes filled with Junk Food and returned to her disappointed look.

"Would any of you like to try something healthy?" She bitterly spoke, "I can give you some of my Avocado."

"What?" Phos looked at his dish, a mellow yet delectable plate of fried rice with plenty of peas, diced carrots and corn kernels, mixed in with the delight of sliced beef. "This is unhealthy?"

"Just offering to certain people who needed it the most," Lita continued, ignoring the question. She looked bitterly at Yada's quarter-eaten Hamburger with lettuce, pickles, and cheese; Coupled with a bright Orange Smoothie that hits the borderlines of healthy according to the English Teacher.

She turned to face Mr Ramon. His Spinach and Feta Gozleme was packed to the brim with cheese, too much cheese... Too much dairy!!! That cannot be healthy.

"Hey-ho," Ramon perked up, "if you're thinking that's too much Cotija in my Gozleme, I can say the same about your Avocado Salad. Too much of one thing is no good Señora."

Worst of all though, was Vice-Principal Luna, her Superior, who decided to have a large portion of a high-sugar dessert as an alternative for lunch! She winced as she saw Luna calmly cut a large piece of some Nightmare Night-themed Cheesecake, and fit it all in her mouth with one bite. The only thing decent about it is that she did not leave it as a mess on her face, unlike her junk food buddies. Blade and Phos was the only one who was eating something decent: Stir-fried noodles and Fried Rice respectively.

"Since this is the month for Nightmare Night, the cake shop that Celestia always visits are selling their promotional festival cake. She really recommends this one." Luna spoke after delightfully swallowing what's left of the piece, and being intentionally oblivious to Lita's eyes.

"In any case..." Yada laughed as she wiped her mouth and face with a napkin, "does anyone have any holidays planned for the term break?"

"Don't you think three weeks is a bit too early to start planning ideas for the holidays?" Blade asked,

"Well... I'm sure time would fly by very easily. I mean, I almost get a holiday any day!"

"Oh yeah, you're a substitute teacher," Phos remembered, "and you're a businesswoman before that!"

"That's why I'm happy buying you guys lunch!" Yada smiled,

"¿Okay, how rich are you?" Ramon spoke, "¿And more importantly, how did you get rich?"

"I'm nowhere near the 1 Percent Ramon." Yada laughed, "But I do take what I learn very seriously in order to make a living. As such, I have the latest knowledge on the Economic Sectors, which country values what, and most importantly the ins and outs of every client I make a deal with. In layman terms, I'm a merchant filled with information and strategies that I had plenty of companies or private clients hiring me. That, and I've also learned ways to conserve money."

"Then, in that case, do you have any knowledge on how to teach?" Lita asked,

"If she didn't," Luna jumped in, "we would not have hired her. Despite previous occupations, she does have the very basic knowledge of Secondary Education, though just a pass degree on Secondary Education, and it's because of that she's a substitute teacher rather than a full one."

"Do you feel like staying with just ONE job?" Lita prompted,

"When that job takes you beyond the waters of your Country, my curiosity with culture and other things perk up. I want to implement that to my skills and knowledge,"

"She has a point," Blade added, "a varied skill set is important. Sure, it may be a jack-of-all-trades, master of none, but since there is so much change that goes on with the world, it really supports a person's adaptability in the workforce."

"That's a bit too drastic a change if you ask me," Phos answered, "but I get your point. I also think that it applies credibility to unconventional methods, pardon the oxymoron."

"Well, I'm happy to share some interesting cultures on teaching that differ between countries, so you won't find it odd when I do something that's... Different." Yada proposed,

"I learnt a little." Luna answered, "but I'm sure either of you would be happy to know huh?"

"Well... Honestly yeah," Phos spoke up, "I've never actually stepped foot outside Equestria, so I'm eager to know!"

"Well for one," Yada began, wrapping up her litter and scrunching it together, "Teachers and students are fully responsible for the cleanliness of our classrooms, the school hallways, and even the toilet."

"So basically no janitors?" Phos asked,

"Obvious question, and no. We do need them for things that we can't do like repairing broken things, or really heavy cleaning areas. But as for us... Are we able to tidy our tables and clean the floors?"

"Uhh... Yes?" The teachers replied in confused unison. Yada burst out laughing,

"I knew it!!! You guys would speak in unison as the students would!"

The teachers took a few seconds to scowl at her, spurring her to cough and dial down her humour.

"Exactly." Yada continued, "Cleaning duty is very much into our heart and soul that we'd keep our class and school clean, easier than cleaning your house I might add. We're the ones who study or teach in the school, so we'll be responsible for our mess!"

"I can understand the importance of cleanliness, but a school is for studying material that is relevant to our society." Lita debated, "spending time on cleaning up our own mess wastes precious time."

"Oh..." Yada grabbed her mess, trotted to a nearby garbage bin, dumped it in, then walked back. "... Are 5 seconds too much to ask? And uh... What's with all the posters and advertisements regarding the importance of litter or tossing I see in the School, streets, and subway?"

"A very fair point." Blade supported, "and now that I think about it, when students and teachers work together, cleaning a classroom is easy! Not to mention that nurturing this attitude teaches the importance of responsibility and respect for future prospectives. It improves society MORE than you think!"

"But... Cleaning toilets? Mopping the floor?" Lita continued, "It's just that... I don't feel like this sort of labour is worth the effort. It's disgusting and it's not fun..."

"Oh, my dear English colleague..." Yada grinned, "We DO have an organised way of cleaning!" Yada grinned, "For example, we have a way of mopping the floor. Instead of the conventional mop... Wager a guess? I'm sure some of you had watched some Neighponese cartoons that relate to school. It should be a neat example!"

The teachers responded with nothing. Mr Phos raised a hand,

"Yes, Moulder?"

"I don't have an answer, sorry Yada." Phos apologised, "But I DO know two teachers in our staff faculty that do watch them. They will sometimes discuss in great depth about what episode they had watched. Sometimes, they get into a really heated debate about certain events or characters. Gives me a really big headache if you ask me, despite me telling them to lower the talking."

"Really? Who?" Blade asked,

"They... Share the same department..." Phos chuckled, a little laugh of sadness "... With me."

"Oh..." Yada's face dropped, "I... You have my greatest apology, handling those two."

"It's alright." Phos waved it off,

"In that case, I'll give an answer." Yada gave up, "when it comes to cleaning hallways, we'd have a wet cloth that we hold down on the floor with our hands, and use our feet to slide ourselves and our cloth across the hallways."

"Hmm..." The teachers pictured on what such a scenario would like. A few kids or wearing slippers or going barefoot, their butts sticking out, and running to and fro in a hallway with their bodies bent and crouched low,

"I can't say it's good for the back..." Lita answered, "but... I'm sure a kid can handle that no problem. It does seem fun too."

"It does sound fun!" Ramon agreed,

"A unique procedure for sure." Luna nodded, "for one, it can be seen as a healthy habit, and not as punishment. We could share this idea in CHS and CJS. However, some of the flooring in both Schools are carpeted, so unless they're willing to use a vacuum, it would be hard to consistently get used to cleaning two different spaces."

"That's my Neighponese Culture lesson for the day! What about you Ramon? Did you have any unique ways for a school in Mehicolt?" Yada asked,

"Sadly, I was born a citizen of Equestria and raised mostly by Equestrian Culture as I grew up. One example is that I have grown very direct and blunt with my communication compared to my parents indirective and sensitive ways. However, I do carry the festivals and traditions of my ethnicity while retaining its culture and communication through my parents, and I do visit Mehicolt from time to time to visit family members." Ramon replied, "but from what I recall, I believe that Mehicolt is somewhat similar in teaching culture here."

"Oh, I see..." Yada responded. As she was about to ask another question, a small chiptune song echoed out of one of the teacher's phones: A familiar soothing tune that seemed to go with the reading of a popular fairy tale. A tale of two omnipotent sisters that resemble the Sun and Moon...

"If you'll excuse us..." Luna apologized as she pulled the phone to her ears, "Yes. This is Vice-Principal Luna... Is something the matter?" She went silent until her eyes and head perked up in shock.

"He HATH COME!?!?" She blurted,

Back at school, some teachers decided to tackle the dreadful marking early, and meeting each other was by coincidence, and not organized... Though it isn't surprising that teachers would stay on the weekend at school to do their 'homework'.

"My wonderful Sister, as much as I love her, is an infuriating distraction for me to work at our abode!!!" Forsythe explained,

"Sounds like being a pain in the ass runs in your family," Eu responded with grit,

"Do you really have to take a stab on him and his choices Eu?" Python reasoned, who was spouting a new comb-over hairstyle today instead of his usual spikes. "I mean, his reason seems better than mine. I've got nothing important to do except for this. Besides, the sooner it gets done (with great care), the better for the students, school, and us!"

"Fair point," Eu nodded, "his reason IS better than yours, Average Adams. Don't you have anything else to do BUT teacher work?"

"Despite being a simple drawing, you cannot overlook his passion and care for the job. Have you forgotten how many times that the Maths papers have their marks released in less than a week of the date?" Cia defended, "As for me, I need to get my paperwork done so I can resume my project!" Cia shared,

"Oh GREAT, another victim to Cia's desire..." Eu moaned,

"Then what about you?" Kimura spoke fiercely while maintaining his tone, "What's your reason for coming here?"

"I have something I must attend to, come the next weekend," Eu responded without showing any signs of fear, "I have started ever since the exam has passed. Finishing it now is the only way that I will not be disturbed by the fear and pressure of unfinished work."

"Can you tell us what it is then?" Kimura continued,

"No," Eu responded, "you'll just have to guess."

"This is just a guess, but is it Canter-Con?" Forsythe tried, "It's one event that's on next weekend, and I'm going too!"

"Excuse you!" Eu turned to the Physics teacher, giving a grudgeful and evil look, "as if I'd be part of an event with you! And do you think I'm the type of person to visit such an event where people like to dress up as other individuals, fictitious or real, and parade around for giggles and photos? I am too busy and sane to do something like that!"

"Are you sure? Because I know--"

"Enough from your mouth drongo." Eu interrupted, "And let me say it again, this 'Canter-Con' does not interest me in the slightest."

"... Very well then Nécromancienne." Forsythe nodded in respect, "only because I care."

"Then what of you, special ops lapdog?" Eu turned to Kimura, the stench coming from her pointing finger afflicted his senses. "What business do you have here?"

"The same reason Python's here for, to finish this and deal with other matters, especially since the Dorm tour is coming soon. Though Yada will be able to take care of that herself, she'll be more than happy to be lent a hand."

"Say..." Python asked, "I'm not sure about this... But are the two of you somehow intimate?"

"For a long time..." Kimura answered,

"Aww..." Cia blushed,

"... Since High School..." Kimura continued,

"That's... That's bloody cute, not going to lie." Eu added,

"... Alongside Nagisa, our other classmates, and our teacher Korosensei." Kimura finished.

"Ohhh..." The three teachers dropped in disappointment.

"You are a dense man," Eu snapped, "I shouldn't have expected anything more than a Special Ops Dog."

"Being dense means being oblivious to an intended intention." Kimura responded, "I simply admitted that the relationship between Yada and me are strong classmates and friends."

"Speaking of Ms Yada," Cia jumped in, "do you think you can get her to notify or have a chat with me?"

"A message? Alright then." Kimura nodded, "what about?"

"A request for my project." Cia elaborated, "I dabble in some personal arts of mine, and a few were nominated for a prize. Classic or Contemporary, they're all beyond ordinary! I use some of them as art examples for the students' artistic creativity to thrive! That being said, I need models for that, and there's no nudity. I mean it."

"You seem to have lots of curiosity, muse, and inspiration." Kimura complimented, "Sure I'll let her know. But it's up to her whether she volunteers or not."

"Yes, Yes!" Cia punched the air, a look of bliss on her face, "finally a chance to study and draw upon the soul from Neighpon!"

"Hmm... Sounds pretty fun." Kimura thought to himself,

"You are certainly something..." An elegant voice came from outside. "To rescue those kids with Coach Justice..."

"Have I impressed you yet, My dear Principal?" A cheeky gruff voice responded. "Now, I know it's a little bit big... But do you want me to fit in an actual pet door? I think it's best for our top, onion-haired, dog!"

"You're never going to let that go are you?" The principal sighed, "I'd rather you forget about doing that, and do what I require of you. Please head there immediately." The Principal commanded,

"Goddessdammit..." Kimura clenched his fist in anger, "Enough is enough, Janitor!!!"

"Did someone call my name?" The Janitor poked his wrinkled head into the lounge.

"Oh!" Kimura jumped, then quickly responded professionally, "there's nothing."

"Judging by the open door, I'm sure you've heard what Celestia wanted me to do something..." The Janitor pulled out a giant white sponge cake layered with fine white icing and strawberries, neatly sliced into equal pieces. "Deliver this sweetie straight from Celestia's secret cake stash! Would anyone like a piece for motivation and appreciation for all you've done?"

"Aw really? You shouldn't have!" Cia purred,

"Believe me, I've seen plenty of news regarding how teachers are getting the short end of the stick in life thanks to many factors. So this is what a Janitor like me can do! Celestia won't mind." The Janitor spoke, "it's also a rare sight, to see the Biology teacher not cooped up in her dark crib."

"I came in just to collect something, then they started talking about why they came to school to mark. So I just joined in, sharing my own reasons." Eu moaned, her deadpan and pessimistic tone clear to hear.

"Huh, now that you mention it, that's kinda true." Python noted, "last time I remembered you coming out was because Ms Lita did something to you."

"If we were to talk more, we'd be missing a lot of time on our marking. But... I don't mind some cake to take back." Eu answered,

"Here you go!" The Janitor handed a slice wrapped with tissue to the Biology Necromancer. "And I've got pieces for all of you!"

"Wonderful! A beautiful pick-me-up to be sure!" Cia jumped for joy as she took a slice of cake,

"Tremendous! It feels like my day of birth all over again!" Forsythe boomed, gleefully taking a slice of cake.

"Thanks, It'll definitely help." Python gave a small smile as he took the third slice with a simple gesture.

"You have my thanks, Janitor." Kimura nodded in appreciation, taking a large piece. It looked really filling and tempting.

"Speaking of which, we know the story that happened between you two on Thursday. Your methods of rescuing the CJS kids from a bomb was extraordinary!" Cia exclaimed, with sparkles in her eyes.

"It was pretty cool." Kimura replied cooly, "I got to hand it to you. You know the right tools to carry out your way."

"That comes with knowing what you work with, Onion Boy." The Janitor reminded, "The more you are familiar on what you work with, the more confident you'd try things beyond the comfort zone."

"I appreciate the understanding." Kimura nodded,

"Well go on, eat the cake!" The Janitor encouraged. With the other teachers shrugging that they got the message, the five teachers slowly began munching on the cake. A soft spongy texture, mixed with the thin layer of icing on top of it. It was simple, it was sweet, and there were absolutely no tricks hiding inside it from Kimura's evaluation.

"I know what you're thinking Onion Boy." The Janitor started, "If I sprinkle some fun into any of the Principal's cakes, I will lose more than my head."

"EVERYONE!!!" An alarming voice yelled from the hallways, the group turned to the door to see their Principal approaching them in quite an alarmed state.

"Funny, that was a quick change of emotion from a few minutes ago." The Janitor whistled, "bad nightmares?"

"One of them has turned into reality now. Can any of you call Luna?" Celestia asked,

"Sure," Cia volunteered and pulled out her phone. "What do I need to tell her?"

"We have a few important visitors." Celestia sighed, as she introduced a blue-uniformed policeman stroll into the room.

"Sirs, Ma'ams. Good Afternoon." The officer greeted all. "Today you'll be meeting a new member of your staff faculty. Course as you can tell, your new staff member is on parole. I'm sure your principal has addressed you on that correct?"

The moment they heard the word Parole, all five teachers froze in horror. The officer read their tense faces and nodded.

"I'll take that as a yes." The officer turned back outside. "Now then, come in."

The officer took a step away from the door and revealed a man with his head down. He was about 5 foot and 9 inches tall, almost the same height as Kimura and Python. He had short and straight hair that covered all of his head, coloured with silver, white, and a special shade of blue that gives off a slime-like texture when light bounces off it. Other than that, his skin was of polished arctic grey, compared to Eu's pale grey, and dressed in what looks to be tight black work pants and a light blue polo shirt with two front pockets. Wrapped around one of his legs was an ankle bracelet, but Kimura knows that this 'accessory' was a GPS unit to track this man's movements and location, all too common for people on parole.

"Well then? Introduce yourself!" The officer commanded a pinch of anger to his tone.

"Heh..." The man sneered, looking up to the fearful teachers with a rude smirk, "You just said that Celestia has told them all about me. I'm sure they know my name by now. Can't you see it on their faces?"

"Do not get smart with me!" The officer lashed out, "tell them in person!"

"Fine then..." The man groaned. "My name... Is Mason Woods. But you'd better be damn sure you call me 'Alloy', cause that's the name I'll be sticking to!"

"Bugger..." Eu sighed, gazing into Alloy's amber gold eyes. "As if this day could get any more stressful..."

"Yeah... Big matter. Prepare yourself for what I am about to say..." Cia was in the middle of her phone conversation to Luna, "we have one Mason 'Alloy' Woods coming to visit the school right at this moment."

A sudden burst of volume pierced through Cia's eardrums.

"D-Do you want to come now???" Cia asked, trembling from Luna's booming voice.

Well away from all the drama, Nagisa sat alone in the Koro Gardens dorm, occupied with writing down with an important duty after the fight against Pressure Shaker, the Neighponese exam. As a teenager to adult from teaching and being taught, a broken ankle or complete solitude won't be a problem for him, he's been through MUCH worse.

But there was one thing that Nagisa couldn't put aside for later reflection, and that was the concern for his students. For one, he was ill-prepared to fight Pressure Shaker, a man who was not influenced by the antimatter tentacles and had the strength as well as the drop on him. After all, he was completely distracted with exam observations, writing up the Neighponese exam paper, and that he would bring a 'tool' or two to assist his fighting abilities. There were some factors that he could not have control of, and the students could understand that. But it still stung him to his very soul, from what he had learnt from Korosensei. Not to mention, it does give a bad impression and respect towards his students.

The second was Flash Sentry and his history. So much has happened to him for one week, and his performance was something far beyond what he knows of the boy. For sure, Nagisa was amazed and proud of the boy. He was impressed in his plan and execution against Windcaller, and definitely impressed in his own combat skills and quick wit against Pressure Shaker. But it brought even further questions. He had knowledge of Pressure Shaker on how he moved and attacked, taught by the very person who kidnapped his siblings. What was his name? Mystère Malum. This person seems to know a LOT about the ins and outs of the students and teachers of Canterlot High School. Not to mention that he also knows a lot of the antimatter tentacles that are around Equestria. Is he or is he not 'Kuro'? Nagisa is at a loss for decisions.

But that should come at a later time when he talks with his old classmates. As of now, Nagisa has a new determination and a new goal. If his student and students are beginning to improve or have different perceptions of him now, he's got to raise the bar. That means he'll have to make things even more complex in order to challenge them. Perhaps sharing and studying some material for other subjects, and giving them a quiz now and then... Or maybe... He could use some help himself.

He carefully moved towards his laptop, and quickly wrote down yet another email. What Kimura did back then was right in a way. Despite giving the heads up to the enemy, he knew that the clever little Clap Stunner wasn't so little anymore. If it can disrupt an entire crowd out on the street as well as a class, the same would have happened then had they not mentally prepared themselves for it.

Now, it's time to review his ways of dealing with his special Clap Stunner, maybe even more on his skills and how he expresses himself... It could even help him to teach better!

To: shimmersunset@chsmailoffice.com
From: shiotanagisa@chsmailoffice.com
Subject: I want to learn magic

Dear Sunset

Congratulations on getting through the exams. I hope you are satisfied and confident in your progress.

Now I hope you won't mind me asking you for another request as one who is well versed in magic, as the subject informs you. On one hand, I can see the Special Tutorship Club is making an effort towards their academic grades, but my aims are more than that. I'd like to connect a bond of friendship, camaraderie and cooperation between the members against dangerous odds, something I know that you, Fluttershy, Pinkie and your other friends have been through.

Will it be alright if you could teach an old adult like me? Or at least give me some pointers? I've used what I learned as an assassin to help and save people, so surely I can do the same as someone who has uncontrollable Mana and Magical Power. I promise that I won't use it for intentional harm. Don't feel like you're forced into this, it is absolutely your choice. I won't blackmail you either.

Best Regards

Nagisa Shiota

Nagisa stood up and stretched after sending that mail. That's one goal down, and there's many to go till the term ends here. For one, he's got another organised task for the club's growing members. I wonder what next week will bring?

Nagisa's Notes

Soarin

Cornflower Pale Blue-skinned, green-eyed, and Dark Blue-Haired with Spiky. Student of Canterlot High School

14. An older brother figure to Flash when they were young. This was prominent in their childhood within their Taekwondo dojo that they attend. He shied away from Flash on his parents' funeral, due to the unsure knowledge on losing family.

15. Like Flash, he practices Taekwondo (see 14). He stopped it near the end of his primary education. However, it could be possible that he implemented some skills into his soccer.

16. He's now garnering to rekindle that friendship bond with Flash given by his expressions. He still hasn't admitted this out by word (see 14). Maybe perhaps he can do that to extend his social ties?

Flash Sentry

17. Updating on 14, his mother was well away from the war zone but lost her life via terrorist invasion.

18. He had an unspecified developmental delay which slowed his learning in Taekwondo and other things. As he grew older, the delay was gone.

19. He has a new guitar that looks like his old one, and an extra instrument, the Neighponese Shamisen.

20. He promises to be a bit more open with his personal concerns to his friends and higher authorities. It was shown a little through his storytelling on Friday with the Club. It could grow.

*IMPORTANT*

Flash's siblings, Scootaloo and First Base are now safe, and the biggest threat to them (the kidnapper) has revealed his allegiance: Himself.

I need to find out who this Mystère Malum is. He may have assisted Flash in fighting off Pressure Shaker, but it seems he knows our every move. He could be a possible worker for the enemy.

Author's Note

Throughout the story, I've put in a few references to certain things like cartoons, animes or video games, as what a Shonen Jump show would do. See if you can find them and have a giggle!

Week 7 Monday: Everfree's Arrival

A Peregrine Falcon, high within the tropopause, cried as she tore through the sky. Her majestic yet piercing voice reached down to the many specs and dots down below, enabling some to gaze at her sight. The brave falcon swooped, swapping from gracefully flapping her wings or gliding in the wind, making a beautiful spectacle. It flew towards a large building with a glass dome, circled carefully around it three times while giving away her majestic cry for the people below. The next landmark to fly over was a street located nearby the building, recognised by the bird to where a manor-like hostel made its home. Once getting the attention to the people around the street, the Falcon made her descent to the troposphere in a circular motion and focused on its landing point; A school much bigger than the manor, where a statue of an Alicorn stood proud and majestic like the Falcon itself. With one final sweep and cry, the Falcon made her landing on the school's roof and gazed upon what looked to be seven human figures, waving their arms at two other figures approaching their midst.

"Sunset! Twilight! Everyone!!!" A girl adorned a daisy flower clown walked as fast as she could towards her welcoming party,

"Gloriosa!!!" The seven girls exclaimed as they kindly embraced their former camp counsellor of Everfree, now a student of Canterlot High School.

"Welcome to Canterlot High School!!!" Pinkie yelled in greeting, pulling out a large welcome banner that spelt in green 'Welcome Everfree Counsellors!' and decorated with trees, rocks and everything that reminds the group of Camp Everfree.

"It's great to see you again." Rarity greeted, "now I'm not trying to worry you, but are you sure that Camp Everfree will be safe and sound without their counsellors?"

"It's in good hands." A boy's voice called from behind, "ever since you've left, we've connected a lot with our parents' friends, and thanks to them, we've been hard at work to set a lot in stone so that we'll be able to be away for this. Course, that's not the only thing that's improved."

"Timber!" Twilight waved to the Beaning-wearing rugged bloke approaching behind Gloriosa. "We're not leaving you out... Are we?"

"Naw it's okay," Timber chuckled, placing a hand on his sister's shoulder. "I'm more than excited to explore living in a normal town and studying in an actual school. Course, it would be more than wonderful if I would explore it with you Twi."

"Well aren't you a loverboy!!!" Applejack teased, and the girls laughed.

"Well, at least you're more sincere and charming than... Him." Rainbow grumpily moped. "Good thing he's not here."

"We'd be more than happy to show you around!" Sunset suggested, "and you'll be staying in a dorm right?"

"Yes. I believe it's the... Koro Gardens? We'll be going there right after school." Gloriosa asked with confusion. "I'm quite puzzled... It sounds like a made-up word."

"Ahh... Right." Applejack remembered, "the dorm is Neighponese-inspired... You know... The land that has a red dot fer a flag?"

"That's... Very interesting! Why the sudden... Diversity?" Timber scratched his head,

"Let's just say..." Rainbow responded, "... When we were introduced to the Neighponese subject, we got more than we wanted."

"But we'll be more than happy to show you later." Fluttershy jumped in, "for now, why don't we get you settled in class?"

"That sounds like a good idea!" Gloriosa clapped her hands together, "I'm so excited!!!"

"It's funny..." Timber laughed, "back then, we made sure you had fun in our Camp. Now, you're making sure we're going to have fun here!!!"

"Absolutely!" Fluttershy laughed nervously as the group began walking, "Let's just hope it won't be too 'fun' like last week."

The Everfree Siblings marvelled at the dazzling and shining architecture of the main entrance lobby, yet they had no time to bask in the marvel. In an orderly manner, they first made their way to the Vice-Principal's room, where they dropped of their suitcases and collected their timetables and locker keys. Next, they went to their lockers to drop all their textbooks and schoolbags. Thankfully, they were able to get through a tour of the school made directly on the spot by the one and only Pinkie Pie. They were shown the giant cafeteria, the two-story library, the wide soccer pitch, and the vast gymnasium to name a few structures. By the time they returned to the main entrance lobby, the Everfree siblings were rendered dizzy and woozy, shown by their slow rotating heads and spinning eyes.

"Right. Is there anything else we can introduce them to?" Pinkie asked the girls,

"Well, we can check your timetables." Twilight adjusted her glasses, "Can you tell me what subjects you have for today? We can guide you there."

"The two of us are in the same class for almost all our days, except for our History and Physical Education subjects." Timber analysed his timetable as well as his sister's, "for this morning: It's English and Maths."

"I'm in your Maths class!" Pinkie jumped,

"And I'm in English." Applejack responded.

"For the middle periods... Chemistry and Neighponese!"

"Chemistry for me!" Twilight jumped up,

"Flutters, Pinkie and I are in your Neighponese class!" Rainbow chirped, patting Fluttershy's shoulder, "oh and word of warning? Don't tick off the teacher!"

"If he's a strict teacher, that's not going to be fun." Timber pouted,

"Well..." The seven girls tensed up their faces and quivered (except Fluttershy and Pinkie) in unison,

"Let's just say it won't be fun at ALL if you do goof off in Sensei's class if I were to put it in related wording," Fluttershy responded.

"Ooh! And don't talk about death or violence around him either!" Pinkie chimed in,

"Man, this teacher sounds like a killjoy." Timber moaned, "he or she will definitely be on my hate list."

"A 'he' that everyone likes to call 'she'." Fluttershy clarified. "On the bright side, his lessons are extremely fun and exciting to learn, so you might be surprised."

"We'll see." Timber scoffed, "I'm not going to let a boring teacher like him ruin our normal lives here."

"And our afternoon?" Gloriosa continued, "It's Art and Geography!"

"Geography is for me," Rarity gestured to herself,

"Well lucky! I'm in art!" Sunset smiled, "looks like you're ready to know the locations,"

"That's wonderful." Timber rubbed his hands, "now one last thing... Extracurricular activities and clubs."

"Yes, both of us are so excited about it!" Gloriosa added, "do you know what clubs there are?"

"Well, there are a few for sport," Twilight listed out, "then you've got the music club, science club, choir club, movie club, drama club, quiz club, special tutorship, agriculture... All sorts of clubs that tie into our interests. Then there are small groups that discuss political, religious or whatever beliefs... So, what are your preferences?"

"Well... I want to find a club where I can better myself... Like you know, be more noticeable around here, to be more accepted?" Timber responded,

"What? You're a chill guy you know." Rainbow chuckled, nudging his shoulder. "Sure, we initially had bad impressions of you in the beginning due to you and your sister's relationship, but they were all misunderstood, and you guys reconciled! That's the word, right? Reconcile?"

"Besides, I've never heard Twilight complaining about you to us..." Pinkie grinned smugly,

"Argh... Stop it." Twilight bared her teeth at Pinkie with a red-hot face.

"Anyway," Fluttershy shared, "if you still want to go that way, you've got an open invitation to see the Vice-Principal. Not only is she the disciplinary staff member around, but she's also the councillor for us. On the other hand, there is a new club that does exactly what you want."

"And that is?" Gloriosa asked,

"The Special Tutorship Club." Pinkie answered,

"Wait, what?" Timber's face went blank with disbelief,

"I know! I know! It may sound anything but lame and boring, but it's superly-duperly the opposite!" Pinkie jumped in, "And believe you and me, there's a guy in our school that was really really mean, but he's beginning to get along with the other members of the club, as well as the teachers there! I'd love to show you for myself, I am part of that club after all! So is Flutters!"

"Huh..." Timber responded, "okay, I'll think about it."

Before the next person spoke, the school bell rapidly rang, ready to start a new day of school.

"Well then," Pinkie hopped ecstatically, "Let's go!!! We've got Maths!!!"

The two siblings went through a rather interesting ordeal of class lessons. The two were settled in with their Maths teacher first, named Mr Mel. His teaching was very whimsical, humorous, and very laid-back. Despite that, the siblings could not express their disbelief through words when he displayed his knowledge of Maths questions, formulas, and answers without using a textbook for reference. Whenever someone asked a question, he'd respond without giving any thought or hesitation. Not to mention when he writes on the board to give visual examples of a maths formula, he writes and moves so fast, that it looked like he was at multiple places at the same time.

Then there was Ms Playwright. Judging by the name, she would be very theatrical or heavily using Swishspearan language. In all fairness, Applejack did say she was like that, but only when she's in the mood for theatres. Otherwise, the only resemblance of being an organised thespian is her strong guidance through a lesson or comprehension exercise, and constant metaphor of rehearsal is harshly implemented in any sort of reprimand for not remembering any form of application or definition in regards to weekend homework.

The siblings met up with the girls at the courtyard, eager to share what their first two classes of high school were like.

"You know, talk about having a memorable time, your teachers were totally not what I was expecting," Timber shared, "talk about a contrast to the Principal and Vice-Principal."

"Mr Mel is outright savage and frank when it comes to checking our homework and our classwork, and juuust dense and borderline creepy... But he came from therapy, and he's managed to control himself... With a few leaks. Other than that, he's far better than the other Maths Teacher." Rainbow Dash responded,

"Has the other Maths teacher done worse?"

"Nah," Rainbow chuckled, "he's mediocre and boring to the bone. It's as if he has done nothing else but teaching and studying his whole life. Good thing I'm not in his class!"

"But hey, at least you got Ms Playwright!" Rarity answered, "then again, I do believe classes are assigned by the student's ability in academics. And the teacher for the advanced class, well... That's Ms Lita. She is... How do you say it? Absolutely political to a point that even students are getting sick of it."

"Anyway, you guys ready for the next two subjects?"

"Of course!" Gloriosa answered,

"Chemistry yeah." Timber nodded, "but Neighponese not so much... It's hard to believe that a teacher so strict is liked by you guys."

"High School isn't easy, that's for sure." Sunset answered, "and the same goes with life. We can't all have a good time. But hey, the more we can go through with life, the better we end up in the future."

"By the way, I was wondering..." Gloriosa pointed at the crowd in front of them. "That guy surrounded by girls and guys... Isn't he one of the campers who came with you guys? If I recall, you've talked with him a lot Sunset,"

"That's Flash Sentry." Sunset pointed out, "he's just like every other student enjoying school, but is known to be an excellent guitarist."

"Not as excellent as me!" Rainbow interrupted,

"Aside from that, he's also my Ex-boyfriend. He wanted to re-start a friendship again during our time at Camp Everfree." Sunset continued,

"Did you accept?" Gloriosa asked,

"Despite accepting the offer while I was distracted, we properly worked it out when we returned. I... Admit in good honesty after doing so, I feel closer to him now than we were before." Sunset nodded, "and I know he feels the same way."

"I beg to differ," Timber frowned, "just look at him! He's got all the girls... And guys upon him! A player for both teams... Wow!"

"About that!" Fluttershy hastily turned to Timber looking embarrassed, "it's more of an affirmation of respect for what he did last week."

"That's right. He kicked the ass of a man who almost blew up the entire school." Rainbow laughed, "How awesome was that!? And people said 'Good Boys' were boring."

The group continued watching Flash surrounded by his fellow students, trying to give respect or get on his good side. Flash just chuckled and gave a 'cool' or goofy response like "no problem" or "thanks"; But he felt so much pressure, embarrassment and nervousness deep within his soul, and was trying very hard not to blush or break into nervousness. He ended up thinking things like "leave me alone", "I-It's nothing really" or the best place to hide during recess or lunchtime. Timber looked at him with a dubious face and dug further.

"Say," Timber popped up "how did he beat this man? And what club is he in?"

"He knows and practices Taekwondo," Rainbow answered, "and it's not part of the school curriculum or its extra. But if you want to know what club he's in, he's in the Special Tutorship Club, though if you've seen him play, he would have been cool in the music club too."

"You guys seem to know a lot about this 'Special Tutorship' Club." Gloriosa spoke up, "what's it about?"

"Our marks and academic scores are gradually falling with this term being the breaking point." Twilight continued, "the Principal and Vice-Principal were willing to establish some after-school classes or tutors to counter this decline. Then all of a sudden, a new teacher decided to form a club that does exactly that, the Special Tutorship Club."

"Huh... Do they do anything more than just studying?"

The girls froze. Should they talk about the other activities?

"We do!" Pinkie spoke up, "They're really fun activities we do if we do great after hard and rigorous tutoring. P.E, English you name it!"

"Y-Yes!" Fluttershy nodded, "That's right." To be fair, there was a little bit of fun when they were training with firearms, setting traps or swinging knives... Despite being violent. "But I think it's best if you experience it yourself if you find it interesting."

"Suppose I should, who should I find for more information?" Timber asked,

"Did you forget?" Rarity happily placed a hand on Pinkie and Fluttershy's shoulder. "Fluttershy was the first member of the Special Tutorship Club, or rather the one who inspired the teacher to form it!"

"Okay then. Who's the teacher?" Timber continued,

"皆さん、おはようございます！(Good Morning Everyone!)" Nagisa greeted loudly,

"おはようございます、せんせい！(Good Morning Sir!)" The Class responded back while standing up. Timber looked in shock as the teacher in charge of the Special Tutorship Club is revealed to him.

"すわってください (Sit down please)," Nagisa replied, and the class sat down. The siblings were unsure of how to respond so they just copied what their fellow classmates did and sat down.

"Timber Spruce and Gloriosa Daisy. Am I right?" Nagisa turned to them and ticked their names off the list. "Welcome to Canterlot High School!"

"The Neighponese teacher... How... Why???" Timber's curiosity of the club dropped at the sight of the beaming Neighponese Teacher; Lapis Lazuli in colour, and shorter than every student in the classroom. The girls must be really perceptive when they decided not to mention the supervising teacher only in name, and not by his job description until Fluttershy and Rainbow revealed it when they entered the Neighponese classroom for said subject.

"Now don't let six full weeks of missed Neighponese intimidate you," Nagisa continued, "we're just learning the alphabet, greetings, and terms that make up your self-introduction."

"Don't worry," Fluttershy sat next to the siblings, "I can help you with that,"

"Today, I have a special assistant for today's learning," Nagisa announced, gesturing to the Purple-eyed Palomino Teacher standing beside him.

"To new kids like you, Gloriosa and Timber, I am Ms Yada, the general substitute teacher of CHS. Wonderful to meet you!" Yada bent over with a smile. Gloriosa smiled normally, while Timber moved back a bit, looking very disturbed and disgusted.

"It's just a playful ruse. Don't react to it." Fluttershy sighed, "the more you stay here, the more she'll act like a normal teacher."

"So anyway, Ms Yada and I will be holding a conversation and..." He connected a cable onto his laptop. Enabling the projector to display a slide presentation. "If you ever get lost in translation, the slides will help you refer to what we're talking about visually."

"Just remember that if you do so," Yada added, returning to her normal and mature state, "do pay attention to how we're pronouncing our words so you can do it yourself."

"If you want to write things down for reference, go ahead and write it down as if this was a dictation exercise!" Nagisa answered, "we'll be sure to take this slowly and repeat things twice. Highly recommended you write in Neighponese, but writing in English works too! So, be sure to ready yourself in 5 minutes."

The class did so without any word during the time given. Pens were on paper, textbooks and references sheets are wide open.

"Alright then, are you ready class?" Nagisa asked, and the class nodded.

"Alright, here we go..." Nagisa nodded back, readied a remote, and turned to Yada, "おはようございます！(Good Morning!)"

"ん? (Huh?)" Yada turned to Nagisa as if she heard someone unfamiliar call for her attention. Seeing his face, She beamed and broke into introductions herself, "ああ！はじめました！あなたのお名前は (Oh! Nice to meet you! What is your name?)"

"ぼくは, 潮田渚。よろしくお願いします! (My name is Nagisa Shiota, please be nice to me(or nice to meet you)!)" Nagisa introduced himself with a hands-to-side bow (while changing the slides to match whatever he was saying). "ぼくはネイポンじん、二十六歳、カンテロ・ハイ・スクルでネイポン語を教えています。(I'm from Neighpon, 26 years old, and I teach Neighponese at Canterlot High School)"

The class looked up with interest when they heard the name of their school sounding Neighponese.

"渚君、わたしは矢田東花。(Nagisa-kun, my name is Tōka Yada.)" Yada bowed back with her hands in front, "わたしもネイポンじん、二十六歳、会社員です。(I'm also from Neighpon, 26 years old, and a Businesswoman!)"

"そうですか…あ！すみません、仕事に遅れます。じゃあね！(Is that so... Ah! I'm so sorry, but I'm late for work. See you around!)" Yada gasped and waved goodbye,

"あ、わかりました。またね！(Ah, I understand. See you!)" Nagisa nodded in response and waved back.

"And we're done!" Yada finished, and the class clapped in recognition of their fluency.

"Please, please... If only you could do the same for me when I had trouble learning on how to speak English." Nagisa laughed, "Now did any you guys understand? Of course, some words may sound new to you, and we can discuss that later."

"Umm..." Berry raised her hand, "I tried not to use the visual slides for help but... I know you introduced yourself, you talked about what I think is your age and where you're from... But the third part had something that sounded familiar to Canterlot High School."

"Ah right. I was talking about my current occupation as a Neighponese teacher at Canterlot High School."

"So did you actually say 'Canterlot High School' in Neighponese?" Another student spoke up,

"I'm glad you asked Ditzy." Nagisa responded, "I was. You see, some words are not fully given a Neighponese name, so for certain countries or locations, we use another alphabet, one specifically to tackle English words. This is a topic for the next term. And speaking of next term... I should remind you that there WILL be a Neighponese exam that will be happening... Next week."

"Aww..." The students groaned,

"O-On Friday!!!" Nagisa added, "and on the afternoon period. You'll have ample amounts of time to study. There's a copy of the information on my desk after the lesson, and there'll also be an online copy emailed to you. What you'll be tested on is all about what we've done since the beginning of the weeks. For a brief recollection, the test will involve translating English to Neighponese and vice versa. The last and trickiest part will be answering English questions in Neighponese writing, so study and remember your words like a spelling dictation. You'll be given a Hiragana alphabet to help you, but knowing what certain countries, location and objects in Neighponese will help you in the long run. If you'd like, I'll give you the exact time to write down a reminder for yourself."

"Yes sir," The students responded. Some groaned in disgust or exasperation, some backed it up with energy or joy. Then they all proceeded to write it down in their personal school diaries.

"It's not the end of the lesson by the way," Nagisa answered, "I'd like you guys to introduce yourselves to each other as a group, so you can practice your confidence in speaking and remembering on what defines you. わかりますか (Do you understand?)"

"はい！(Yes Mr Shiota!)" The class responded in perfect unison and got to business. Everyone but the two new students, who looked rather nervous and out of place.

"Now Timber and Gloriosa," Nagisa walked up to them, "since you two are new, you won't have to do the Neighponese exam in this term just to clarify. The school deems it unfair since both of you have no experience in a Neighponese class."

"Oh, that's a relief." Gloriosa sighed,

"Now as to start you off for learning, I'll team you up with Fluttershy. After teaching here for six weeks, I can say she's the most experienced student in this class."

"Really!?" Timber turned to the shy girl, "You're the top student of this subject!?"

"だいじょうぶティムバア、グロリオサ (Don't worry Timber, Gloriosa)." Fluttershy placed a hand on the two, "I don't know if I'm the best student since we never did an exam, but I've done a lot of study on speaking Neighponese on my own!"

"Woah!" Gloriosa turned around, "I have no idea what you just said, but it sounds really fluent!"

"She told you not to worry." Nagisa translated. Suddenly, he remembered something and turned to the students, "Which reminds me. If you want to know what a word is in Neighponese, do not hesitate to ask me, Ms Yada, or Coach Justice about it, whether in person or over email. I seriously encourage it as it will keep your interest and your focus on future exams."

"Sir!" Berry raised her hand,

"はい、ベエリ (Yes Berry)." Nagisa turned his attention to the student, leaving the new siblings with their student tutor.

"So... Let's try this." Fluttershy turned to the siblings, "do you know any form of Neighponese?"

"Maybe just hello... And yeah, I know it's not enough to start a conversation." Gloriosa answered,

"No worries, we can just start with saying hello, how are you, and goodbye." Fluttershy answered, "so why don't we start by just introducing ourselves in English? Once we recognise the sequence, we start learning the Neighponese words."

"Doesn't sound so hard." Timber shrugged,

"O-Oh it's not easy." Fluttershy responded, "Like how we say Good Morning or Good Evening, greetings differ depending on who we're talking to and at what time."

"Uhh..." Timber froze.

*Ring!* *Ring!*

"Alright, everyone! That's the bell. Be sure to write down the day of the Neighponese Exam. Expect me to remind you throughout the rest of the week." Nagisa answered, "さようなら皆! (Goodbye everyone!)"

"さようならせんせい! (Goodbye Sir!)" The students responded, with Gloriosa and Timber joining in with their newly-rushed Neighponese.

"Fluttershy, Pinkie, see you at the Tutorship Club... Do you still feel like coming along Rainbow?" Nagisa waved,

"Eh-heh..." Rainbow scratched her head with a blush, "... I think I've had my fun, but no hard feelings Mr Shiota. You are an organised teacher to set all that up, and the Club is really cool."

"None at all Rainbow, and thank you for your compliments too. But remember, you, as well as everyone else, are always welcome to come now and then." Then something hit him, "Speaking of which, Timber seemed to harbour an interest with our Special Tutorship Club, despite his grumbling face. Perhaps he'd like to come today?"

"He did show interest, but when we revealed that you were running it, alongside his first impressions of you, he was a bit bummed out," Fluttershy answered

"Let me guess..." Nagisa blinked, then spoke, "you told him and Gloriosa that I was a strict person, as well as someone who snaps at death threats?"

"We did say that you were a really fun teacher if you get on his good side!" Rainbow responded, "I mean, balance it out right?"

"Don't worry. What you say is true without any exaggeration or misinformation." Nagisa responded, "But no matter how many faces he makes to remind himself, the presence of me won't deter his reason for finding out about such a club. If he's still interested, he'll come. As for him joining well... That will be up to me..."

The two siblings made their way to the cafeteria, chose their lunches, then sat at the table where Sunset, Fluttershy and the rest were. They also happen to be joined by two unfamiliar students. One that seemed to have a teacher-student who Applejack and Rarity were familiar with, and another who seemed to have some medical eye patch on him.

"So, you must be the new students from Camp Everfree, as well as the new residents of the Koro Gardens. Nice to meet you! I'm Cheerilee, the student council leader, and announcer for CHS. I'm also a member of the Special Tutorship Club!" Cheerilee introduced herself,

"And I'm Noteworthy. A pianist who's not joined any CHS band or orchestra, and also a member of the Special Tutorship Club. That's all you need to know. Don't ask about the eye."

"If you want to know more about the club, then you can ask our new members!" Pinkie responded, "if anyone can give their first impressions without any form of bias, it's them!"

"Uh huh..." Timber nodded, "well then... Do you know what you guys do?"

"It's a simple tutorship club, nothing more and nothing less. Although the teachers in charge work very hard in consulting and finding a lot of knowledge on the school subjects around here. Maths, Science, even Religious Studies. It's as if they have access to all the questions and answers to the Equestrian school syllabus." Noteworthy briefed,

"But more importantly... Well... I think the best way is to find out for yourself." Cheerilee finished,

"Just tell me a little then." Timber demanded, "otherwise I may lose interest."

"Alright then, It involves the teacher in charge. I believe you would have known him as Mr Shiota, the Neighponese Teacher. Despite how scary some people say he might be, he's someone that you can really share or even trust in. Not just your studying issues but also... Your own issues."

"So he's the guy to go to if you have something troubling you?" Timber asked, "huh, he sounds more like the counsellor than the Vice-Principal you mentioned."

"You're not wrong there." Twilight answered, "but since he's working hard as a teacher, we'll take his word at being a teacher."

"Alright then." Timber nodded, "I'll come. Sure, I may not be a fan of him initially, but he's starting to be interesting. Where is it held?"

"The second half of Lunchtime." Noteworthy answered, "and we meet at his classroom. The Neighponese one."

"How about you Gloriosa?" Fluttershy turned to the Everfree sister, "would you like to come along too?"

"Sure!" Gloriosa nodded. "We'll stick together for the time being!"

Timber and Gloriosa moved onto other different conversational subjects, such as introducing their own selves to Cheerilee and Noteworthy, their time at Camp Everfree, and all matter of fun things until they heard the school bell ring. Pinkie gleefully picked up her lunch tray, as well as all her friend's, zipped over to the nearest tray cart, and back in time where Fluttershy and the rest just finished standing up. With Fluttershy leading the way, the club members walked towards the cafeteria's exit while the non-club members stayed behind.

"You two have fun in the club. And your new home!!!" Rarity waved,

"We will Rarity. Bye now!" Gloriosa waved back.

The siblings followed the shy girl through the crowded hallways and noisy students, all the way to the familiar door that marks the Neighponese Classroom with its tinted window door.

"Are you ready to be amazed?" Fluttershy asked, "this is the club for students who will strive to find themselves at the top of the class, as well as their own soul!"

"Sounds like a nice story concept." Timber joked,

"Welcome..." Fluttershy slowly opened the door, "... To the Special Tutorship Club!"

A large ray of light broke through beyond the door, its radiance enveloping the two awestruck students. Beckoned by their kind friend, the two walked into the radiant light and into a room filled with... Regular Students and Teachers. The Neighponese teacher was busy at work reviewing what seems to be some type of classwork syllabus, while two other teachers joined the entire crowd of students around a Spiky Blue-haired boy.

"Come on Flash!!!" Pinkie moaned, "just play a small tune!"

"Like I said Pinkie, I only had one hour of practice! Don't you know I still have exams going!?"

"Then why d'you agree on doing this?" Big Mac asked,

"Because you guys won't shut up about it over the message board!" Flash yelled, "and I've already studied well enough in the weekend that I'm confident for my tests for today and tomorrow! That's why I only had one hour to do this!"

"Ease up you guys," Yada suggested, "Learning a Shamisen is pretty tough, especially on the fly."

"Adapting is way harder than it looks you know... Especially trying to deal with this oversized door stopper!" Flash responded, holding the 'oversized door stopper' in his right hand.

"If you can't adapt," Nagisa spoke, looking up from his papers, "then don't be afraid to take baby steps again, like a young child learning how to play the piano."

"If it helps, I've been to a shamisen class when I was still in primary school. Three techniques you should know." Kimura informed, "so starting off with the easy one, スクイ (sukui). You want to use the edge of the bachi to pluck the strings while holding the string down. You can tell the sound changes whenever you strike the string downwards, and upwards."

"Hmm..." Flash nodded. He looked back to his shamisen and grasped the bachi as accurately as possible. With a tight grip and a focused face, Flash pushed the bachi down, making sure the edge caught onto the thinnest string.

*Twang*

The little string vibrated, releasing the peculiar sound of the shamisen. It sounds almost like a guitar when plucked, but there was this additional tone that seems to act as a bass line for the instrument. The class responded with 'O' shaped mouths.

Flash followed it up by performing an upstroke, catching the thin string as it goes by.

*Twang* The same sound can be heard in the same volume. The class had an o-shaped face again,

"Just remember that the harder you strike, you'll hear that baseline. If you do it gently, you won't." Kimura continued his lecture, "now for the second and third technique, you'll be using your hand that pushes down the strings. They are called ハジキ (hajiki) and スリ (suri). The former involves you to pluck the strings on the neck, the latter is sliding your finger on the strings when you strum normally. Also, try moving the finger you are pressing on back and forth. It's like bending the notes."

Flash placed his middle finger on the string that he'd been plucking. It felt hard, like plastic mixed with metal, just like a guitar string. Flash remembered from his research that the strings on a shamisen were traditionally silk, so it was a bit of a bummer that he couldn't feel the smoothness of silk upon the stings. With his ring finger and a bead of sweat running down his head, Flash placed it next to the string he pushed down and gave it a swift pluck. A crisp, resonating sound sprang forth from the Shamisen, its vibrations loud for everyone to here.

"My goodness, it sounds... So mystical!" Fluttershy broke the silence, her eyes glued to the wonderous traditional instrument.

Wasting no time, Flash tried out the third technique. Using the Bachi once more, he plucked the thin string again. This time, with his left middle finger on the string, he slid it slowly away from him, then back towards him. Like a loyal dog, the shamisen increased its pitch in harmony with Flash's finger, moving back and forth like the waves. It was nothing, yet almost the class, including the Everfree siblings, were drawn by its sound. Pinkie gave a massive bout of applause.

"Okay guys," Nagisa stood up, "our tutor session is going to begin, and Flash needs to study for his exams for the next few days. So leave him be okay? Unless you're fine with it Flash."

"Yes sir," Flash nodded, packing up the Shamisen without hesitation and pulled out his textbooks and exercise books.

"Are you sure you're confident?" Cheerilee asked, seeing the hurried reaction.

"Before I forget, it's an honour to see our two newest students entering our club on their first day," Nagisa remarked, "I hope you two are enjoying yourselves?"

"Yep!" Gloriosa nodded, "we sure are living the city life!"

"Really?" Nagisa tilted his head, "your thoughts say otherwise..."

"I'm sorry... What?" Gloriosa tilted her head, "did you just say you can read my thoughts?"

"Trade secret Gloriosa," Nagisa answered, "in fact, you and Timber have quite curious histories that I'd like to clar--"

"Sensei," Fluttershy stood up, "let's not frighten Gloriosa and Timber. Okay?"

"Ah, okay then." Nagisa nodded. "Sorry Gloriosa." He bowed to them in apology,

"By the way," Fluttershy continued, "can you give us help for our Neighponese exam? I'm sure the class would like it!"

The club looked at each other with confused faces, then shrugged and nodded in agreement. It's the last exam, what's so wrong about it?

"Okay then. Timber, Gloriosa, I'm happy to teach you the basics if you still haven't already."

"About that Sensei," Fluttershy added with a small frown "can Pinkie and I talk to you for a moment outside?"

"..." Nagisa stared at Fluttershy, then reluctantly nodded, "okay then. Yada, Masayoshi, can you take over the class?"

"Gladly!" Yada rubbed her hands with a devious grin,

"I'll be sure to keep an eye on her," Kimura saluted,

"Alright, you guys..." Nagisa whispered, "judging by your grumpy face Fluttershy, it seems that I have overstepped my boundaries. What did I do?"

"Nothing really," Fluttershy shook off her grumpy face, "I just didn't want bad memories to spark up for the two of them."

"What do you mean?"

"Do you remember that CHS outing trip to Camp Everfree?" Pinkie asked,

"Yes. In fact, I was curious to ask because I know that those two were counsellors." He stopped for a moment to read the mood, "Oh... So an incident happened there huh?"

"Yep! And it's caused by them! Gloriosa mostly! And fixed by us!" Pinkie answered, "of course, we made up so we're all buddy-buddy!"

"Mmm..." Nagisa wondered,

"So... Yeah... Try not to disclose anything from reading their expressions and thoughts." Fluttershy answered,

"Alright then, It's true that I could tell they were harbouring some sort of fear, but I won't do that in front of their peers." Nagisa nodded with caution, "and in that case, I'll be a bit more open. Only then will she be confident in talking to me."

"Sensei, what did we just say?" Fluttershy raised her voice, "don't convince her to do that!"

"I'm not sure about that..." Pinkie countered, "Didn't you tell Sensei Shiota, of all people, YOUR dark memories before telling your best friends?"

"O-Oh yeah..." Fluttershy remembered, "I-I'm sorry..."

"I understand that you care for her..." Nagisa responded, "and thanks to your warnings, I'll know to be extra careful."

"O-Okay then." Fluttershy nodded,

"Not bad! Not bad!" Yada complimented Gloriosa after seeing her penmanship on the Neighponese alphabet, "you are certainly catching up!"

"Thanks, Ms Yada!" Gloriosa smiled back, happy that she's able to get a grasp on the syllabus.

"You're not doing so bad yourself Timber." Kimura responded, "but you've still got some glaring flaws when pronouncing the words and letters. Remember, tone and accents are important."

"Yes, Mr Justice." Timber sarcastically sighed, a bit tired from his lectures.

"Which reminds me... The dorm. We've packed your suitcases into the car Ms Yada and I share, and we'll be driving it to the dorm after school. If you want to, we can drive you back too! We'll meet at the front gates."

"Oh. Sure. Thanks." Timber answered, "By the way, do you know anything about Mr Shiota?"

"What about?"

"Just anything about him. Why is he such a big topic for the students here? I ask since you've been working with him in the class."

"Well... Mr Shiota's Junior High School life has rubbed off a lot on him." Kimura shared, "and so in his future, he dedicated that experience to become a Secondary Educational teacher himself."

"To be fair," Yada added, "that also goes with Coach Justice and me. The three of us attended the same Junior High School in Neighpon and used what we learned to progress through life."

"It sounds like your education was a pain."

"It is," Kimura nodded sternly, "because our school system has a philosophy that involves making a certain class inferior to the rest of the student body for motivation. Course, it means absolute crap for us three as we're students from that certain class."

"Now that is an interesting story." Timber leaned forward, "I'm interested."

"I am happy to tell the story," Yada smiled, "but maybe after school? We still have to get you settled in the dorm."

"Alright then..." Timber shrugged.

"That reminds me..." Fluttershy whispered as she, Pinkie and Nagisa peeked at the two siblings from the door. "Can you take care of the two of them back at the dorm? It WILL take some time for them to get used to city life, especially the heavy parts."

"That's our job... Or more correctly, Yada and Kimura's job. But I'll let them know." Nagisa responded,

"Oh and uh... I believe Zephyr moved in during the Weekend. Has he uh... Made himself at home?"

Nagisa's eyes went dark. "I was prepared for your warnings from you and your dad. It's manageable, but I'm not sure for future boarding students."

"... Sorry..." Fluttershy hung her head low.

"Actually, what I mean is that out of the blue, Yada received a call from him saying that he would be unable to move in the weekend. Instead, he'll be moving in by the end of this week with Thunderlane. Still, I worry about his tardiness and not keeping up with important dates."

"I... I see."

Despite being interested in the club, the activities seem to pass the time, just like the last two subjects, and now was the time to go home.

"Well?" Rainbow placed a shoulder around Gloriosa, "how was your first day?"

"It's certainly new! Staying in buildings instead of the outdoors for most of the day." Gloriosa answered, "but just for time's sake, I hope we get back to the dorm. We've actually never visited it yet."

"Well, it seems you've arranged it already!" Pinkie jumped,

"Are any of you staying in a dorm too?"

"Nah..." Applejack and the other girls shook their head, "we live close by. No point."

"But sometimes after school classes can be run there. So the place will be frequently visited!" Fluttershy continued, "expect me to visit quite often!!!"

"We shouldn't keep you waiting," Twilight responded, "we can all see you tomorrow!"

Waving goodbye, the Everfree siblings made their way to their agreed destination. Sure enough, they saw a familiar Palomino woman waving at them while next to a Gleaming Silver Sedan.

"Welcome! Welcome!" Yada gestured them to an open door,

"Nice car." Timber complimented, "what type?"

"Neighponese brand, A Skyline Sedan!" Yada responded, "Masayoshi (who's driving by the way) wanted to get the one that was coloured 'Energon Blue', but it looked pretty ridiculous if you ask me!!!"

"Oh, I can imagine." Timber's mind wandered, "yeah... A jarring image."

"Well come on then!!!" Yada laughed, "your bags are in the trunk. Let's go!" The siblings quickly climbed in the car and drove off.

"Wow," Gloriosa blinked rapidly when they realised the trip was in less than five minutes. "I honestly thought it would be a long car trip."

"If it was," Kimura answered, parking the car within the mansion boundaries, "no one would want to board here."

"Fair enough," Gloriosa nodded as the four took off their seat belts, unloaded their suitcases, and entered their future home: A dormitory filled to the brim with the colour and culture of Neighpon.

"W-Wow!!!" Gloriosa gasped at the magnificent living room, "this is bigger than every cabin in Camp Everfree combined!"

"Feel free to explore around!" Yada responded while seeing Kimura pick up the siblings' luggage without a word and marched on up the stairs. "Masayoshi will take your suitcases up to your room. While the upper floors are structurally the same with a few distinct house decorations, there are showers and bathrooms, as well as a big bathroom on the ground floor! Actually, I shouldn't spoil things. Go wild!!!"

With an excited nod, the two began briskly exploring the area. Gloriosa stayed on the ground floor, whereas Timber went up the stairs, meeting Kimura on the way.

"Since you're coming up to explore, let me tell you your room." Kimura responded, "you'll be on the first floor closest to the staircase. Oh and there's another student boarding here that has the same floor as you do. You guys get along okay?"

"What about Gloriosa?" Timber asked,

"If I recall correctly, both of you stated and agreed to share a room together on your boarding applications. I've moved your bags there already. Is that correct?" Kimura clarified,

"Yep, all good." Timber nodded, "thanks for the help."

"By the way Yada..." Kimura walked down as Timber went up. "You've got some business meeting tomorrow morning right?"

"Yeah! And I'll need the car for that!"

"Right." Kimura sighed, "just want to remind you one thing. The meeting you're going to, it involves absolutely sketchy people. These people, whether they're representatives of a media-recognised organisation or not, are people who are not afraid to bloody their hands for any opportunity."

"Aww..." Yada teased, "you do care, don't you?"

"I do," Kimura responded, passing the car keys, "and as a member of the N-SAT, I want to make sure my people are safe from harm as much as I can act, especially you."

"You really are a sweet person." Yada giggled, taking the car keys, "Why don't you confess that you like me?"

"I... Well... Umm..." Kimura flushed red,

"I'll take that reaction as a yes." Yada laughed, "But you know what? Even if you're not being serious about it, I would say yes. But that doesn't mean I like you back though..."

"Y-Yeah, just stay safe... And take care of the car too..." Kimura whined. "It's going to rain tomorrow."

"Agent 194. Thank you for calling in."

"Yes, ma'am. What is the situation?"

"Your senior and mentor, Agent 102, is underway on a mission happening tomorrow but will be assisting you for a surveillance mission."

"And that is?"

"There is a target that is suspected to prove a threat to the national security of Equestria."

"With all due respect ma'am, isn't that what the SWAT team are for?"

"Information that we have concludes not to be terrorists. Rather, it's someone even more dangerous."

"How bad?"

"Recently police databases have been hacked, and the hacker had cunningly made sure to cover up any traces and signs. However, our intelligence division has made a breakthrough and discovered that the hacker in question is an extremely intelligent A.I., and has been transmitting information to the target."

"What was the information?"

"I'm... I'm afraid I can't say anything... As I said, this is an extremely intelligent A.I. If I talk about what had been accessed, the A.I. will know. But what I can say is that it is very much related to your current station."

"..."

"Good. Your silence tells me that you know. Anyway, I want you to keep an eye on the target, and whether or not they will be perceived as a threat."

"Is there a Codename for the target?"

"Yes, it shall assist you in identifying the target. The name is: Azure Flyer. I repeat, Azure. Flyer."

"Understood,"

"Oh, and Agent 102 wishes you luck."

"He'd better not be hitting on any women during his mission."

"If he didn't, he wouldn't be Agent 102 that you know closely."

"Of course."

"Are you ready to do this?"

"Yes Ma'am,"

Author's Note

Phew! This took quite a long time because I was writing this throughout University, and I wasn't really on focus either. Either way, thanks a lot to those who were patient, Week 7 is on the way!

Week 7 Tuesday: Cover Blown

Today's skies were heavy with grey and black clouds, though it seemed to restrain itself from pouring over the crowded Manehattan Central Business District. Within its congested roads, a DBS V12 finally broke off from the queue and turned into a large underground car park. The driver of this luxurious sports car slowly halted the car next to a young-looking adult.

"Mr Backstop?" The parking valet approached, "Welcome to the Hoofsevelt Hotel. We've been expecting you."

"Well aren't you a wonderful sight." Backstop chuckled. "Stuck with parking duty?"

"It is no problem, sir." The valet softly placed his hand on his own chest, "I am honoured to work here, and will carry out any service with no question."

"Then you know what to do." Backstop opened his door and exited the car. He wore a white buttoned dress shirt, tucked behind a fully polished black linen suit, added with a shiny black tie. "Don't scratch her."

"Without fail, sir," The young valet nodded and handed him a card, "This is where I shall park your car. The conference room you'll be looking for is on floor twelve."

"No worries." Backstop accepted, "Take care!"

The valet sat comfy in the V12 and closed the driver's door. He took a second to look at its inner decorations and designs, and silently admired its look. He placed a hand on the steering wheel, smooth leather with the perfect grip. Then he remembered that he had a job to fulfil and slowly drove the car to its parking spot, watching the cheerful man leave for the hotel lifts in the rear view mirror.

"Good Morning Mr Backstop." A well-dressed businessman with a purple tie, greeted, "We're glad that you can make it."

"Anytime," Backstop coolly responded as he walked in, "We know how hard it is for men of our intelligence and expertise to run these things."

"If you'll allow me..." The businessman gestured, "You'll be sitting right next to Tōka Yada."

"Well hello there!" Backstop eased down next to Ms Yada, "Nice to meet you!"

"Fashionably late?" Ms Yada smiled,

"I see you're experienced with these sorts of people!" Backstop laughed, and Yada laughed back.

"Thank you very much," The businessman coughed, " All of you are here today to share your input, feedback, and your contribution to an independent project that will make a mark on Equestria's economy as well as its society. That's why we've hired all of you, from Equestria, Chineigh, Rushia, Sprintain, Neighpon, Germaneigh, and many more nations. I myself am from Swisherland, and a banker and presenter by trade."

"We're all here!" Backstop nodded, "Care to get the ball rolling?" The other businessmen and women looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

"Very good. Today we will be looking at a proposal given by our client. They want to procure funds in order to build a building for the University of Coltifornia, Los Pegasus." The Swish banker gestured to the photo of a large building, "This will be a new building specifically tuned for courses geared towards foreign studies. At the same time, there will be an influx of foreign students coming to study at UCLP. The architects have decided on its external appearance, but the internal layout will be influenced by your opinions and suggestions, and not to mention the opportunity to become its stakeholders."

The German businesswoman raised her hand,

"Yes?"

"If you're trying to achieve a diverse community in an educational institution, you need to encourage domestic and foreign students to communicate with each other. This will include choosing how to label any possible social internal hubs carefully."

"I know what you mean," A businessman added, "Back in Equestralia, one of the Unis- I mean universities there has a lounge labelled for international students. Granted, the labelling of segregation was not intentional at all, but it's best for any new building to keep up with 'the times', as people would say."

"Interesting," The businessman typed down, "Is there anything else to add?"

"How interesting." Yada chuckled inside, "These people certainly are professionals!" But when she turned to her sleepy neighbour, she felt like eating her words.

"Wake up Mr Backstop." Yada nudged, "You're not exactly giving a positive impression to your fellow partners."

"Eh?" Backstop shot up, "Oh! Thanks, Tōka. But you really didn't have to worry for my sake. But uh... I'm not sure everyone's going to bother."

"Mr Backdrop?" The leading businessman interrupted, "Do you have anything that you'd like to contribute?"

"Oh! Uhh... I just wanted to give Tōka here something." And revealed a lapel pin of a flower, "I think this will go well with your clothes, I insist putting it on right now." He slid the pin in front of Yada.

"Anything to contribute, other than gifting?"

"Well..." Mr Backstop turned to the Swish, rapidly tapping the collar of his suit. "My opinion is that in order for different nationalities to understand each other is something that they should have in common. Something that doesn't tie itself to the sake of education."

"Is that so? Then what do you suggest?"

"First," Backstop pulled out a fountain pen out of his pocket and began to write on a blank sheet of paper that was provided in front of him since the beginning. "Topics that everyone can share in their free time with each other. Sports, hobbies, places that they'd like to visit... Intimate activities they would like to perform." Mr Backstop spoke shared with a smug look followed by a groan from the entire board, including Yada.

"Mr Backstop, we are professionals that are working to benefit future generations in Equestria. Promoting 'sexual' content is NOT one of them."

"Well, perhaps you may like to talk with some young ones. You might be surprised, education and all." Backstop laughed as he placed the open pen in front of the paper, "But anyway, there is a serious question I'd like to ask."

"And that is?"

"Who's the client asking for our money?"

"Didn't I brief all of you on the matter?" The Swish responded, looking a bit annoyed. "This project is for the benefit of the UCLP. It is not hard to piece together that a client would be from that university. There are no questionable track records."

"Then it's all the more confident that we get at least a name yes?" Backstop prompted, "As an Equestrian businessman, I'd know much about the names and details of people, especially higher-ups in one of the most high-ranking universities."

A sudden dreadful feeling came across Yada. It was as she could feel Kimura's echoes of concern flowing through her mind as she looked to her other colleagues looking straight-faced, annoyed, but silent on their body movement at the words of Backstop. When Backstop talked about the others not bothering... Does he know about this? She remembered her Equestrian neighbour tapping his collar. She knew exactly what he was trying to say.

"Now, I'd just like a name, and we can continue as normal." Backstop continued while Yada quickly put on the lapel pin.

"Very good sir," The Swish man frowned, "We shall continue," And gave a single loud clap.

All at once, each businessman and woman in the room stood up and pointed a pistol of their own at the Equestrian Businessman and Yada.

"What the!?" Yada threw her hands up in shock,

"Well well." Backstop smirked. "If this is how sensitive you get in revealing information, your business ventures will fall instantly."

"Our business was never dealing with UCLP." The Swish man threatened, bringing out a SIG P229 from his pocket, "Rather it is making sure your presence does not linger here."

"Oh Goddess. Masayoshi has some powerful foresight!" Yada gulped,

"Then what about her?" Backstop gestured to Yada, "She seems like an honest woman in the business world, unlike all of you. Why bring such a fine lady into a bloody mess?"

"Two birds with one stone. I believe that is the term. You won't get out of this alive Mr Backstop, but if you insist on preserving her life..." The Swish 'businessman' commanded, "One of you take her away."

"I don't think so." Backstop growled, "You touch her, and I will drop all of you in a flash."

The pen Backstop pulled out exploded with intense white light and a powerful bang. Within a split second, the Equestrian then squeezed a cufflink on his clothes. The pin Yada wore inflated a transparent but thick and giant sphere which detached itself from its tiny hiding spot. Backdrop grabbed the dazed Neighponese woman and slipped her into the balloon ball.

"You may want to close your eyes milady." Backstop whistled as he whipped out an FN Five-Seven pistol, "This will get ugly,"

The businessmen-turned-assassins were still in a daze from that pen when the Equestrian began shooting at their direction. Backstop fired a single bullet through each of them in the room. A single bullet pierced either the head or the left side of the chest for each assassin and fell one by one to the Equestrian's deadly marksmanship.

With one bullet left, Backstop turned to the Swish man and fired at his hip. The man roared at the sharp pain cutting into his bones and joints.

Meanwhile, Yada slowly regained her eyes and ears over what just happened. The first thing she reacted to was her surroundings.

"What is this!?" She grumbled as she felt the tough but squishy surfaces encasing her. "What is going o--!!!"

The next thing she looked at was a horrendous combination of destruction and blood. The lower walls and carpeted floor was painted with red, spewing from the pale bodies of her wide-eyed and motionless partners.

"What the hell is this!?" Yada screamed.

"Ah! You're awake," responded Backstop. "Sorry about the mess."

"Did you just... You're not a businessman are you?"

"Neither are they," Backstop sighed while reloading a new clip. "They are from different countries, but they're professionals at killing rather than doing business."

"So who are you really?" Yada spoke, calming down a little.

"The name's Backstop. Johnny Backstop." Backstop shrugged, "EIA,"

"Equestrian Intelligence Agency." Yada gasped, "That's... Quite a rare sight! And with such interesting gadgets too!"

"You calm down quickly. Impressive," Backstop complimented as he reloaded his gun.

"As you said. I'm experienced with these sorts of people!" Yada nervously chuckled, "So uhh... That pen of yours was a flash grenade that detonates via voice? And what about this bubble?"

"Allow me to demonstrate," Backstop chuckled and fired a bullet at Yada. The bullet sailed mercilessly through the air until it hit the bubble and changed its course towards the wall.

"Made to deflect bullets," Backstop responded as he pointed to the bullet sticking itself through the wallpaper and glazed wood. "And packed inside that pin I gave you."

"Well, I believe some thanks are in order." Yada bowed, "For saving me."

"Any time milady," Backstop laughed.

"You..." The Swish man growled in pain.

"Oh, I forgot about him. Let me deal with this, then I'll help you get out." Backstop sighed.

The EIA agent walked over to the Swish man and lifted him to the air.

"Now, I'd like you to contribute something." Backstop icily demanded as he ignored the man's cries of pain, "I want you to give me the client's name. The one who staged this fake meeting just to kill me."

"You are a fool if you think I will ever disclose the information of my benefactors." The man chuckled. Backstop jammed his pistol firmly on the man's temple, plunging him into fear.

"Give me a name before the count of three, or I will kill you. One..."

"Threaten me all you wa--"

"Two!" Backstop interrupted, placing his finger on the trigger.

"Okay! Okay! It's-- Urk!"

The Swishman's eyes went dark and hung limp on Backstop's grip. The German Businesswoman mustered the strength she could to carry out her objective in the case her 'team leader' had failed. With a bullet straight into his back where the heart was, she closed her eyes and dropped her head succumbing to the same fate she gave to all her victims.

"Dammit!" Backstop dropped the dead man, "I should have given them two bullets."

"Hey." Yada placed a shoulder on the agent. "What now?"

"Oh? You got out on your own?" Backstop turned around,

"It's not hard to find the opening. They're like those bubble-balls that kids play in!" Yada pointed,

"Clever association." Backstop clicked his tongue. "But anyway, there's going to be more thirsty people. Did you park your car here?"

"Yes."

"And you know where to go?"

"Of course!"

"Then stick with me. If something goes wrong, we'll have to split. You make haste for your car, and I'll get their attention." Backstop advised,

"Got it." Yada nodded. "Let's go!"

"We need to get to the emergency exit!" Backstop burst out of the room, "I'm getting the message that hostiles are closing in on the room. The emergency exits have the least amount of people, and the fastest way to go!"

Yada followed behind without a word as the agent ran down the path according to the arrows of the green 'exit' sign till it ended at a grey door with a sticker of the same symbol and colour. He kicked the door open and signalled to halt.

"Let me take the lead," Backstop advised with his gun at the ready. "The moment I see a horde of gun-wielding crazies climb up the stairs, we're going to backtrack to the closet floor we've passed."

"We're on the twelfth floor." Yada chuckled. "We'd die if we went any higher!"

They ran down the grey concrete staircase but making sure neither of them trip. They got through the eleventh, tenth, and ninth floors without any interference.

"Oh snap! Stop!" Backstop halted as they just passed the eighth floor.

"Ow!" Yada slammed into his back, "Be a bit early on the warnings!"

"No time. A lot of them have just passed the fifth floor. I can hear their footsteps. Get back now!"

With a nod, Yada ran to the nearest exit door, only to see a bunch of figures in deep black clothing running down the stairs above them. They were surrounded!

"Not while I'm here..." Backstop caught up, "Hah!" With a mighty kick, the emergency exit was pushed open, taking its frame with it. Yada and Backstop rushed through, but not before the agent pulled out a cuff-link and stuck it to the door frame.

"Now what?" Yada panted,

"The lifts," Backstop responded as a loud explosion came from behind. "We're going to take the civil way out."

"Did you plant a bomb back there?" Yada asked as they reached the lift hallway.

"I sure did." Backstop laughed as he rapidly pressed the 'Down' button. "Now we gotta stay low. Footsteps are coming again!"

Yada lied down on the floor, feeling every thump and bump on her hands. Backstop waited just at the edge of the wall, biding his time for the first enemy to turn the corner.

A black uzi popped just in front of Backstop, to which he grabbed the gun and pulled it and its wielder toward him. The hostile person didn't have time to break free and save himself from a swift bullet to the head.

"It's here!" Yada called out. "And completely empty!"

"Get in!" Backstop replied. "Do you know which floor you're going to?"

"B2!" Yada answered as she hit the button.

"Good." Backstop smiled as he zipped to the lift and pressed the close button before zipping out. "You'll be safe down there. Get to your car and get out."

"H-Hey!" Yada yelled as the lift doors closed in front of her. She rapidly pressed the doors open button, but it was too late. The lift began to rumble, and she felt the shaft descending.

"Alright, hostage extracted." Backstop replied,

"Well done." A voice ringed in his ear, "Though I take it you won't see her again. No?"

"I can find her again anytime. I'll just need another way to get out."

"With that submachine gun, you'll have enough firepower to shoot through the emergency staircase back to the car park."

"We think alike, don't we?" Backstop laughed. He picked up the Uzi and searched the body for extra ammunition. "Let's party!"

With a new weapon, Johnny Backstop ran back the way he went. There was not a single shred of hesitation, fear, or guilt from the man with the submachine gun. He peppered every black-adorned gun-wielder with a hail of bullets in his path. He returned to the fire exit, completely covered with stains of black and burnt patches of carpet and complimented with a pile of dead bodies.

He hopped over them and back into the emergency staircase.

"Well," He grinned, "You're never too old to be a kid!"

"Be careful, 105." The voiced ringed through his ear again, "There is another wave of hostiles coming from below. Also, I may see you from security cameras, but I won't be able to contact you once you hit the basement. Be careful of any hostiles hiding there."

"No problems" Backstop sat his butt onto the handrails and replaced the Uzi's magazine. "Here we goooooooooooooo!!!!" He hollered as he slid down the handrails and pulled the trigger as he went down into another group of black-suited goons.

"Phew!" Backstop kicked down the emergency exit door to the car park, leaving behind a trail of dead goons on the sticky red stairs. "Now that was a breath of nostalgia!"

Using the card given to him when he entered, he found where his car was driven.

"There you are, Daddy's coming for--"

BOOM

All in an instant, the DBS V12 burst into flames and scrap. The agent then paused hard and looked at what just transpired.

"Oh no. Gyver isn't going to like this." Backstop gulped.

"And neither will you." The young valet responded, with a Model JHP pointed at Backstop's head.

"You think killing someone in cold blood is honourable?" Backstop raised his hands,

"Look who's talking." The valet responded, "I will admit that I have a lot of regrets rigging such a wonderful car to explode." He placed a finger on the trigger, "But as I said, I will carry out the services of my employer with no hesitation."

Behind him, a figure struck the valet's head with the bottom of a fire extinguisher, knocking the young man out cold.

"You should be ashamed of yourself." Yada smirked, "For hesitating."

"Wow!" Backstop turned around with astonishment. "A mature and tough businesswoman! I find that sexy, with all due respect."

"Oh you!" Yada cheekily teased, "You really are a flirtatious one! Regardless, one good turn deserves another."

"Very few people follow that in this day and age." Backstop chuckled, "Bless them for sticking to that moral."

"Would you like a lift?" Yada offered, "I'm sorry to say that it's not as great a ride as yours, but it's a better alternative than running!"

"I'll take it milady." Backstop nodded with a wink, "But uh... There will be some eyes in the sky or at least very tall buildings."

"Well, one of the Goddesses are watching over us. Silver is the most common colour of cars, and not to mention... It's raining in rush hour time!"

The clouds have finally given way and began pouring upon the busy streets. All pedestrians scrambled for cover or pulled out an umbrella or raincoat they brought along in preparation. In one of the skyscrapers, a camouflaged man scanned the downtown area with an M89SR. He growled with frustration due to the rain pouring down around him. Not only does it disrupt and irritate his focus, but it had thrown a heavy mist that obstructs the view of the cars and people below. How can he spot the car his target was in? There was no sign of that DBS V12 anywhere and was set to explode in the first place. The man sighed in defeat. He didn't take his chance during the time at the office, and he had no chance of getting it now. He cursed himself in a foreign language, for choosing to eat his sandwich out of sheer hunger over keeping watch.

"105, are you there? Respond. Are you there?"

"Indeed I am." Backstop sighed with relief, "It's a pretty lucky break if you ask me."

"I agree. I saw everything in the security cameras, my apologies for not being aware of the valet's intentions. Are you still under fire?"

"Nope," Backstop responded, adjusting his seat. "The civilian said the rain and the car's colour helped. We may be stuck in rush hour, but I'm safe and sound with her. Feel free to track me now," Some silence followed.

"Locked." The operator responded. "Did you receive anything from the meeting?"

"Physical evidence? Just an Uzi from one of the neutralised hostiles, and the civilian businesswoman." He pulled out his phone and started writing notes, "Of course, there can be many things pulled from the enemy's mouth."

"That's the agent 105 we all know and look up to. Can you send your report this afternoon?"

"We'll see."

"I'd like you to head to these coordinates sent to your device. We'll find another way to pick you up so she can get back home safe and sound."

"Where does she live?"

"Canterlot City. It's a three-hour drive from Manehattan. She was originally staying at a hotel a month ago, then has moved to a new housing complex; A school dormitory, the 'Koro Gardens'. They've recently opened their doors a week ago for new boarders for Canterlot High School."

"Hey isn't--"

"Don't you dare say any more." The operator interrupted, "Do not get the civilian involved any further. Having her be your exfil is dangerous enough."

"Sorry..." He whispered,

"In any case when you get out, please find a place to rest and send information. You'll be helping your apprentice agent tomorrow."

"Got it. 105 out." Backstop responded,

"Nice conversation you're having there."

"All classified milady, except where you can drop me off. I'll key the destination in your GPS." Backstop responded, "Although... I'd like to thank you personally for saving me. Normally it's the agent that does the saving. How about dinner on me for tomorrow? I know restaurants in Canterlot that can blow your taste buds away."

"That sounds wonderful! I'll take you up on that!"

"And maybe after that, we can get down to actual business..." Backstop continued,

"Ooohhh..." Yada blushed cheekily, "Now I'll have to get back to you on that one..."

"So what is a Neighponese businesswoman like you doing in Equestria?"

"Something that challenges my area of expertise." Yada answered, "I've travelled around the world via business trips, and had prepared for them through language classes. I can speak a couple of languages flawlessly, though I may happen to change them in-between words. I'm using those language experiences as a substitute teacher for Canterlot High School."

"Amazing, definitely out of your comfort zone indeed. Is dealing with young teenagers an issue?"

"I do. It makes it even harder as a substitute teacher as students would take that opportunity to slack off. Even so, I do my best to make sure they are able to work hard, even if they may be too immature."

"Heh, I know that feeling all too well..." Backstop laughed as the sedan exited the heavy traffic.

The dark rainy clouds continued to pour upon a majority of the Equestrian landscape. From the bustling area of Manehattan, to the not-so-bustling area of Canterlot. Even so, it had not deterred any of the students from daily high school life from start to finish.

"Man..." Timber moaned, closing his umbrella. "The second day of High School and we get bad weather. And to make matters worse we had to walk the entire way to school!"

"It's okay! The weather did say it will be sunny again in the afternoon!" Gloriosa cheered.

"Good Morning you two!" Fluttershy and the girls ran over. "Did you get a good night sleep?"

"Actually yeah! The mattress was really comfy and the blankets were just right! I must say it really feels nice at night. Course, the feeling will be better when winter comes around!" Timber laughed,

"Oh yeah, I forgot that Winter's coming soon. But that also means Halloween's coming before that! And the Principal and Vice-Principal approved my party proposal!"

The girls gasped.

"No way... Nightmare Night?" Rainbow gasped, "We're going to have Nightmare Night!?"

"Correct-a-Mundo!" Pinkie exclaimed and the seven girls burst into cheers and shrieks of joy.

"A Halloween party! That sounds really exciting!" Gloriosa joined in as the cheers died down. "I'm sure it will be just as fun as the times we did a Halloween-Themed Camp!"

"Well, the best part is that no teachers are allowed!" Pinkie continued, "Although it is encouraged that we follow the guidelines. No Alcohol, troublemaking, or any risque business!"

"Yeah. As if we're going to follow them!" Rainbow scoffed,

"Actually." Sunset interrupted, "There are pretty strict punishments if we break them. and the Janitor will make a thorough check before and after the party."

"Oh... Yeah..." Fluttershy nodded, "I hope this won't discourage anyone, but he's a pretty sharp person."

"Well in any case, why don't you two hang out with us till morning starts? We've got plenty of time to kill indoors!" Sunset invited.

"Sure!" Gloriosa nodded.

"Hmm... I'll pass. Got something I need to do." Timber shook his head.

"Oh okay then." Rarity responded, "Catch you later?"

"Y-Yeah! Sure!" Timber chuckled at the departing girls, "I'll see you in class!"

Just as they left their view. The former camp counsellor narrowed his eyes. A sweatdrop ran down his face as he nervously darted his head around.

Meanwhile in another classroom. A student and teacher were having a deep discussion.

"So I take it you're still wanting to push for pulling out the Religious classes in favour of something else?" Mrs Blade asked, "Funny that you would take it up with me."

"Well, you are its teacher." Cheerilee explained, "And if we win, we would have pushed you out of a job. From student opinion, you are the only teacher that everyone actually likes and still sticks to your syllabus, compared to everyone else. Student motivation would crumble."

"I'm flattered Cheerilee." Mrs Blade responded, "But back to the topic. What is it that you propose takes its place?"

"A more secular approach and name: Social Studies. It would include the studies of secular philosophies, alongside current political events."

"Hmm... And why scrap the learning about religions?"

"Relevancy," Cheerilee answered. "In my opinion, there is more value in excelling on one's knowledge of current situations, which would provide solutions for future generations more than the knowledge and culture of largely shared faiths and beliefs. We'd be less disjointed with society today."

"Will it really be that easy? Keep in mind that our society is just as rife with religious views. If you've met people of the sort, you may have seen how serious they take their faith, even up to protests and arms. Would better understanding them also prevent many forms of unrest and civil conflict due to merely different views disagreements?"

"You have a valid point, but one which does not go with the definition of a school. Students are to improve their skills, not to improve their compatibility with others."

"Now I have to heavily disagree there." Mrs Blade, "Just because someone is intelligent, doesn't mean they won't be completely successful in life. In fact, understanding others is as important if you want to seek a job. If someone is an intelligent person but doesn't get along with other people, they won't last long in the job. And not to mention how incidents happen. Even the most talented person could get sacked if they don't express their beliefs and feelings properly. If you understand people's beliefs, then you'd understand a person a lot more. Perhaps if I'd suggest a change to your proposal..."

"Mrs Blade?" Cheerilee asked.

"S-Sorry." Mrs Blade apologised, "I thought I just saw someone at the door looking at... never mind. What I propose is that we have the best of both worlds..."

In the middle of piano playing, Noteworthy sat on the edge of the bench a tall and straight posture. His eyes were closed while gracefully blazing through a horde of notes and rests with his fingers upon the keys of acrylic-covered spruce. The piece he's currently playing was introduced to him a month ago. Each day of practice, he'd sight-read and play the notes at a slow tempo. Every minute or hour dedicated to getting the notes right would provide a boost of confidence for Noteworthy to increase the speed or add more techniques and pedal according to the score. Now, he could easily pinpoint the location of his hand in order to hit a pair of keys that were far apart at the same time. He acquired the muscle memory of stepping on the pedal within every set of four bars. And the glissando lead at the end? It became as simple as playing an ascending scale in C Major; topped with a thundering fine.

Noteworthy opened his eyes with a satisfied smile. Despite the encouragement and critical acclaim from his parents and teacher, the true critic he needed to impress was himself. Although there could be something missing... Is it his playing? Perhaps there was not enough expression! But it was neither. What Noteworthy really yearned for was an additional voice to the piece. An accompaniment of sorts, or maybe he accompanies another instrument. A flute, maybe a saxophone, or perhaps a cello...

"Hmm?" Noteworthy turned to the door. That's odd, it seemed like someone was just there a few seconds ago. Then again, even folks would peek through every now and then if there's music.

When it was Lunchtime, Timber hurried towards the Neighponese classroom. The feeling of being watched this morning has given him a sour and sick face. Good thing this club has three teachers. He'd feel much safer then.

"Hey, guys--" Timber entered and paused. It seems he wasn't the only one. Most of the students that he met yesterday had the same or similar sour faces that he has!

"Hey, guys." Timber repeated, "You look pretty spooked. Was someone stalking you?"

"You got watched too???" Fluttershy, Fleetfoot, Flitter and Roseluck responded in unison.

"Looks like we have a lot to discuss..." Nagisa watched. "But first, we should do a roll call. We have a lot of students lately, and it's hard to keep track even for someone like me. Going by order joined: Fluttershy,"

"Here!"

"Flash Sentry,"

"Present, sir,"

"Thunderlane?"

"Sup,"

"Soarin!"

"Yes!"

"And Fleetfoot,"

"Right here Sensei!"

Nagisa scribbled a little more, then continued.

"Cloudchaser,"

"Here!"

"Flitter,"

"Here!"

"Nurse Redheart,"

"On duty,"

"Roseluck,"

"I'm here."

"Big Macintosh,"

"Eeyup,"

"And Pinkie Pie."

"Every single part of me is present!"

"Good," Nagisa chuckled and scribbled a bit more. "Noteworthy?"

"Here,"

"And Cheerilee."

"I'm here sir."

"Everyone is present and accounted for, with one special guest!" Nagisa concluded with a smile, "Now back to our immediate alert. Would you like to brief the class Masayoshi?"

"Someone's been watching us." Kimura started as he closed the door. "And it's not just a complicated feeling that all you guys have. I found this plugged into one of the power points near the teacher's desk."

"What's that?" Cloudchaser asked as Kimura presented a pyramid block of plastic with soft curved edges.

"Looks weird, I know. But inside this un-suspicious dome contains a powerful and crafty microphone. Someone wanted to listen to us. It was lucky that I needed to charge my phone. Otherwise, I would not have seen whoever's trying to spy on us..." He growled as he clenched his fists.

"Coach Justice... I think you just squashed the bug." Noteworthy noted.

"Sorry," Kimura grumbled. He placed the crushed bug on the desk.

"Ritsu informed us that there was gunfire in the Hoofsevelt Hotel in Manehattan this morning. Yada was going there for a business meeting. Kimura was suspicious about the whole thing but gave his encouragement (and the car) as he saw her off. You can imagine how worried and painful it would be on him, especially when he's serving Neighpon and her people." Nagisa explained.

The class 'ohh'ed in conformation,

"Hey everyone!" A Palomino woman burst into the classroom. "Miss me?"

"Ms Yada!" The class exclaimed with joy.

"Yada!" Nagisa and Kimura exclaimed at the same time.

"Ah..." Yada chuckled, "I take it Ritsu shared what happened in the hotel huh? I'll admit it. It was a close shave, but I wouldn't have escaped if it weren't for him."

"For who?" Kimura demanded with a shadow upon his eyes.

"Johnny Backstop," Yada informed. "He's from the Equestrian Intelligence Agency. Apparently the entire meeting was a trap set for him. Though that did say I was a second bird to a stone. He saved me from the beginning, I saved him while we were getting out."

"What!?"

"Oh snap..."

"The freaking EIA!?"

Many remarks rose from the fourteen students.

"Alright everyone, I can explain." Yada continued. "After we escaped, we went out for some morning tea. He acted very much like a secret agent in those movie series. A license to kill and a charmer with the ladies. As such, he also booked a table in one of Canterlot's highly acclaimed restaurants for tomorrow. Then he also gave me an address to the same hotel you and I stayed Kimura. Also for just one single night..." Yada blushed, "So this is what Equestrian men are like. They're very upfront with their charms."

Everyone, including Nagisa, gulped at the implication. Immediately, their thoughts and heads turned to their PE teacher/Colleague, who put on a calm and joyful smile.

"What's with the faces?" Kimura laughed, "You think I'd be raving mad that some random secret agent wants to get some with Yada? I'm not that immature! She's an adult like me. She's independent, strong, and can get into whatever business she wants or needs without my permission or scolding. I'm just concerned about her safety is all!"

"Wow. You really are a disciplined and thoughtful dude." Thunderlane whistled, "You're like an adult version of Brad."

"Masayoshi Masayoshi..." A seductive grin spread on Yada's face. "Now that is a rare case of authoritative behaviour. I find that pretty hot."

Every student leaned forward with an 'ooh'.

"That's a parenting style! Not a personality trait!" Kimura began to panic,

"I think that's even better!" Yada pouted as she walked up to Kimura and pinched his cheek, "I would love it if my kids had a father like that."

The class 'ooh'ed even louder.

"Wh-Wh-Wh-H-H-Hey!" Kimura began sweating all over, "F-First of all, there's no time for flirting! Second, you'll become a mother if you have kids! You've got the same disciplining and caring responsibilities as dad would, maybe more or less depending on the family's situation!"

"Oh alright," Yada giggled, "In that case, let me take this!" And yanked a USP pistol from Kimura's hand behind student eyes. "You were hiding this little baby behind your back when I was talking about him." She whispered.

"... Sorry..." A very red Kimura apologised and bowed to her, then the class, for his embarrassing acts. The class went confused.

"What's he apologising for?" Timber asked.

"No idea." Noteworthy replied.

"A-Anyway." Nagisa restarted, "Now that you're back safe and sound, I'd like to ask more regarding Backstop. Did he disclose anything interesting to you?"

"Well... He did keep a tight lid on most of his agent work." Yada reflected, "But he did let a few things slip. For one, he talked about being familiar with young teenagers. Whether it's an implication, I have no idea."

"That's a good lead if any." A woman's voice came from a phone. Thunderlane took his phone out, with a purple-haired woman staring right back at him.

"Hello there! You must be Thunderlane right?" Ritsu smiled, "Nice to meet you!"

"Woah!" Thunderlane dropped his phone and veered back with his chair, "Who are you, and why the fuck did you scare me!?"

"Ritsu!" Nagisa called, zipping over and picking up the phone. "Didn't think you'd be here!"

"I was listening to all of you secretly." Ritsu explained, "And I thought I'd help track whoever's watching all of you."

"How so?"

"Unlike the bug, I can get into other computers or phones of students incognito, and suss out the odd person that's fixated towards you guys!"

"One of your classmates is a hacker." Cheerilee noted, "That's rather... beneficial."

"I can do more than that Cheerilee. After all, I am the A.I. student of E Class!" Ritsu answered,

The group of students were surprised. They never expected an A.I. to look this stunning!

"So in case you've forgotten." Nagisa addressed, "This is our A.I. classmate Ritsu."

"No need to call me Ms Ritsu. Ritsu is just fine!"

"Hi?" Went the reluctant students.

"Anyway, I was hoping that any of you could tell me anything about the target who was following you. Perhaps it can shed some clues on his or her appearances." Ritsu continued.

The class looked at each other for a moment, then started to ponder for a while. Was there anything that made that figure stand out? All they could just recall was a fast shadow.

"Actually," Flash stood up, "I wasn't being watched. But someone did ask me about the Special Tutorship Club."

"And who is it?" Ritsu asked,

"Lyra Heartstrings," Flash answered. "She and I aren't best friends, but we do talk occasionally online. Sometimes in-person. She's interested in the club's activities."

"Lyra huh... Kinda weird for her to talk to someone else." Cloudchaser shared.

"What do you mean?" Yada asked,

"Every time we see her during school, she'd always be attached to Bon Bon, who's another classmate of ours." Flitter explained, "And I mean, ALL the time. Recess, Lunch, and classes that they share. I've seen her in classes without Bon Bon, and she would look pretty ill or scared."

"That's why we harmlessly joke and tease her behind her backs. Well, unless you're Fluttershy or Flash. You two seem pretty tight on that stuff." Cloudchaser finished.

"Not really..." Fluttershy corrected, "Even I have issues and frustrations that I tell my friends and parents about. Like my brother for instance."

"But in any case, I think Lyra is giving us the implication that she really likes Bon Bon more than a bestie. Not that any of us have a problem with it..." Flitter responded, shuffling nervously.

"Hold on a second." Cheerliee turned to Flash, "If she is what she is, then how and why are you still talking with her?"

Flash gave a heavy sigh and shook his head. "Just because we share different beliefs or walk different paths, does not mean we are automatically hostile against each other. She never lashed out at me on my beliefs, nor did I lash out at hers. Besides, it's still a rumour. The only way I'll believe it is that she tells me directly."

"And umm... Don't get angry about this next question..." Fluttershy prompted, "But what if she does confess to you? Would you still talk to her then?"

Flash remained still for five seconds. Then turned to face Fluttershy.

"Yes," Flash answered, "Because... Never mind."

"If you're still hesitating because you don't want to preach in the fear that you may offend someone, don't. Please speak your mind to us. It is okay." Fluttershy persisted, holding Flash's hands.

"..." Flash stared daggers into Fluttershy's eye. Then relented, "... Because the Goddess' salvation is for everyone. Nobody should be exempt from it; where you're from, who you are, or what sins or crimes you've committed. Just as she did, the Goddess of Friendship came to help not the righteous, but the fallen. Yeah, I know people of the same faith say otherwise, but I don't believe them."

He took a deep breath and continued,

"Lyra talks to me about issues that she observes in humanity. Why must people kill to prove a point, or why do some crime-committing teenagers harbour no remorse? A majority of my answers and discussions were paraphrased from the holy text, mixed with my own experience."

"Hmm..." Nagisa scribbled down a few notes. "Thanks for sharing Flash."

"... You still feel awful about sharing that though. Right?" Fluttershy asked,

"Never took you to be a mind reader," Flash responded,

Fluttershy twiddled with her hair, "Let's just say we've known each other ever to the point that your behaviour is a bit... Easy to read."

"Wow." Redheart spoke, "The Martial-artist/Tactician has a weakness found by our resident shy student!"

"You flatter me Redheart, it's just a simple observation." Fluttershy laughed nervously, "And I would never share this information with strangers. Only just between close friends."

"Hey. Nagisa?" Ritsu jumped from Thunderlane to Nagisa's phone, "I won't interrupt their time, but I think I've got a theory on who this 'stalker' could be."

"Yeah, me too." Nagisa nodded, "You think you can do a search on the CHS student database?"

"Leave it to me!"

At the same time, a light aquamarine mint student strolled into the CHS library. There she found the person she needed to meet, sitting in front of a computer, hard at studying. The student took a deep breath and approached a girl with curly cobalt blue hair and light fuchsia highlights.

"Hey, Bon Bon?" Lyra whispered, "I'm here."

"Hey Lyra," Bon Bon rotated to face her friend. "I'm sorry I had to get you to do this for me."

"Not at all!" Lyra gave a warm smile, "It's an easy time if you're talking to the person you're most comfortable with!"

"So. What do you know of the Special Tutorship Club?"

"The Special Tutorship Club is exactly what it says on the description. Mr Shiota provides extra supplementary help on academic studies. Sometimes, they involve the other teachers from different subjects."

"I see. Anything else?"

"Well. I was also told that Mr Shiota's role is a bit similar to a homeroom teacher in Neighpon; alongside what it's like. The teacher takes on a holistic approach to the students; Their academics as well as the circumstances happening outside of school such as parents or whatnot. A parental role if you want to put it in one word."

"I see. Is that everything?"

"Yeah. Can't see anything more from that." Lyra shrugged.

"Thanks."

"Bon Bon. You look pretty tense. You should calm down a little!" Lyra suggested, "I can give you a shoulder massage. Just like how Dad does it!"

"Go ahead." Bon Bon sighed. "But that reminds me also. Have you ever told him, and your family. About who you really are?"

"Well no..." Lyra responded as she delicately rubs her fingers back and forth on the shoulder plates, "I'm waiting for the right time."

"... Alright then. I'll leave it at that." Bon Bon responded, "Now I have to fulfil my end of the bargain for you. What would you like to know?"

"Your favourite number!"

"That's a rather interesting topic. Why is that?"

"Numbers mean a lot to me. I mean, I got my pencil case embroidered in roman numerals! Look!"

CXXIX-XXI

"129-21." Bon Bon quickly analysed, "Rather interesting that you used Roman numerals. But what about the number itself? I hope it's not your Bank PIN."

"Actually, the Roman Numerals are intentional." Lyra laughed, "It tells a lot about my family ties!"

"Very clever," Bon Bon nodded.

"That being said, it's not my favourite number," Lyra interjected,

"Then what is?"

"It's 30! Can you guess why?"

"Ahh, so that's why you mentioned the Roman numerals." Bon Bon smiled, "You are a really cheeky person. You know that?"

"Hee hee." Lyra giggled, "It's as you said, I have secrets!"

"Very well then, I'll tell you mine. The reason is that it's the first number I've seen ever since I was a child."

"Oh! I love things that refer to your childhood! What is it?"

Bon Bon smiled and wrote it straight in the middle of a piece of paper.

CIXIV

Nagisa's Notes

Flash Sentry

21. Has some deep moral discussions with another student which involve sharing his religious-inspired perspectives.

Cloudchaser

Pale Persian Blue colour, Thick and wavy pale cerulean hair with white highlights, Light Rose eyes and shooting star cutie mark.

1. Thunderlane's best and supportive friend. Introduced to the club through him.

2. Excels in Track athletics. (Possible tie to great reaction skills and sound perception?)

3. Likes to tease Thunderlane

4. Despite being more aware of others than Thunderlane, her initial grades were almost on par with him before the club.

5. Extremely flexible (as seen by Kimura). Perhaps she has done Gymnastics before?

Flitter

Pale,-light greyish Persian blue colour, Pale-light greyish opal hair, wears a ribbon with her long hair, while a front part is brushed to one side.

1. Thunderlane's best and supportive friend. Introduced to the club through him like Cloudchaser

2. Excels in Field athletics.

3. Not much of a teaser, but seems to giggle a lot at jokes at his expense (courtesy to Cloudchaser).

4. Flitter is at an average level. Better than her two best friends, but not one to stand out.

5. She has a small delay in any sport or activity which involves aiming. Examples include being an impressive pitcher in baseball, tossing a lump of garbage into the bin (as seen by Kimura) and especially that video regarding weapons training. Does she practice Archery?

IMPORTANT NOTES

What I have learned about the one stalking the students and bugging the classroom. While Ritsu is running over the discussion on Lunchtime, I may have a inkling on who it could be. But I need to confront them. ALONE.

Author's Note

Sorry if this one came way longer than usual. I decided to spend a LOT of time on University over reading. Although one of my subjects is creative writing, so I feel a lot more confident and a bit more refined coming back here.

Week 7 Wednesday: The girl labelled 194 (Bon Bon)

Bon Bon's POV

This surveillance mission was easier than I thought. I have already identified 'Azure Flyer'.

The person that fits that description is Nagisa Shiota. The newest Neighponese Teacher in the school I'm stationed at as a cover. If he was aware that he was a marked target, he definitely wasn't making an effort to keep himself hidden. Thanks to yesterday's activities, I am convinced that he didn't come to Equestria to teach. That also goes for the new substitute teacher and coach. The three of them are colleagues and classmates, formerly under the tutelage of that yellow creature of mass destruction, Korosensei. If there was anything that could prove a national threat, it's them.

I'm sure the three teachers are already on to me. However, if they ever try something funny with a student, their cover is blown immediately. I'd even wager that he'd send a student of his club too. Either way, it would not work out for him. But until further notice, just tailing and scouting him is enough.

Today, the plan of reconnaissance is not to tail the Special Tutorship Club members. I should know by now their activities around the school without giving them too much suspicion. I have another source in mind... though It's something that I am reluctant to use.

"Good Morning Bon Bon!" A girl rushed over to my side, "Ready for another day of school?"

"Of course!" I smiled back, "What do you feel like doing today?"

"Well... just because I love you, I decided to ask Flash more about Mr Shiota's tutorship club, free of charge!"

When I came to this school, the EIA had a cover set up for me. My family life, my hobbies, my strengths and weaknesses, and I go by the name of 'Bon Bon'. Except for family life and a few strengths and weaknesses omitted, my cover still matched to what I could do at the age. I was to grow up here, learn from teachers until I am called for a mission, then back here once it's over. To be honest, I feel like I didn't need this. Most of my teaching at a young age has come from my mentor and there are only a minor few things that I can use in the field from school. Even then, I only needed to learn what was important to the various 'assignments' I have.

But then this girl came into my life. Lyra Heartstrings... she's someone who'd seldom left my side ever since I first encountered her. I was taught that there are only a few people you can trust. HQ, your mentor, and yourself. First, you may never know who could betray you. Second, given the risks that come with the job, those you trust might end up dead. Even so, I saw her standing sitting on her own, looking really down and depressed. I'll be honest and say that it took me a week to tell myself that something must be wrong with this girl, and then I remembered something my mentor said. 'If you want to maintain an excellent cover in school, as well as to get along in school life without being bored, you should make a friend, someone you can rely on.'

Yes, the very same mentor told me something that runs counter to what I have learned as a young child. Perhaps it was the atmosphere of CHS that encouraged me to give it a try. So many of my 'classmates' aren't lonely. Male or female, they always had something to share with another.

So when I approached her, asking what's wrong, she responded with nothing, trying to brush me off. That being said, her body language speaks plenty. She was just another troubled person, dealing with her own existence. Nothing new really, almost everyone suffers and existential crisis. Regardless, I offered to stay by her side for the whole day, and if she felt down, probably give a little stern force to get her on her feet. She was scared of my reaction, but it spurred her to get up and follow without a word.

Then what I did next was... not my usual protocol. I made sure I didn't lose sight of her and held on to her regardless as I did for the day before we left. The next day, I made sure to steer clear of anyone, but she managed to find me the next day, and she had a bright smile on her face.

"Hey! Thanks a lot for sticking with me yesterday. I was really depressed then."

"Oh. That's good to know," I responded and walked off,

"Hey! Where are you going?" The girl grabbed my hand, "You seem pretty lonely yourself there."

"Uh..."

"Why don't we be friends?" She asked,

"Er..."

"Funny, you don't seem so supportive today..." Lyra pouted, "Tell you what! How about you stick with me for the whole day? Just like you did with me!"

"That's not so much a good idea..."

"Oh come on! You've proved that being a loner doesn't suit you!" She moaned and tugged me along as we entered the school. From that day on, my cover as a student became difficult, but sooner would I learn to appreciate it. Sure, she may be naive and a bit quick to change her mood. But to call her supportive is an understatement.

"I'd be happy to hear it..." I continued,

"Well, either Mr Shiota, Ms Yada or Coach Justice would supervise the group with plenty of materials from the other subjects to help with any student needing to understand today or yesterday's topics. Sometimes, the other teachers would come and assist as well. Oh! And he says that they're considering involving the rest of the CHS teachers a lot more! It happens in the classroom, but sometimes after school, it may happen in the Koro Gardens dormitory. That's where our Neighponese teachers are staying at."

"I see,"

"Oh! And today they're going to be doing a geography mock test so you can't see them at lunchtime. However, Flash said Mr Shiota will be staying after school quite late so you can go see him if you're interested in joining!"

"Great, thanks." I nodded,

"Well... I did say that info was free, but maybe a hug for gratitude would be nice as well?" Lyra prompted, trying to look cute.

"Okay then, come here..." I sighed, and I wrap my arms around her and rest her head upon my shoulder,

"Now that is what friends are for!" Lyra smiled as I let go. "Now how about we go to class?"

I nodded back and hurry off to our History class with her in tow. Lyra, I truly thank you for staying by my side, but for your own sake, you and I may have to cut loose one day.

Over lunchtime, the two new students that came from Camp Everfree sat within earshot of me. And what are they discussing? The Special Tutorship Club of all things.

"So, what club do you want to join?" The brother, Timber Spruce, inquired,

"I'm planning to join the arts and crafts club," The sister, Gloriosa Daisy, responded,

"I think that sounds great! Then I'll come with too!"

"Actually, I was thinking that you should follow what YOU want to do."

"Gloriosa, I thought I told you that I'll never leave your side,"

"You're not. We're still staying in the same dorm. But aren't you the one who wanted to live a normal life in the city?"

"Well..."

"And also, I have a feeling you want to impress Twilight. Why don't you achieve that now? I think you and I know a club that can help you..."

"Do you really think this teacher can help with that? Only one teacher here is married, and that's Mrs Blade."

"Some of the male teachers could be married too!"

"I can tell you right now, that's just the Geography teacher," A teacher sat next to the siblings. "Mr Trotter's wife went to deliver his lunch for him yesterday because he forgot to bring it. Good thing she ran into me, it'll save him the embarrassment."

"Ahh... thanks for the heads up Coach Justice..." Timber grumbled,

"I'm only twenty-six years old. Not too late to find a wife, although... considering my original line of work, it would really worry my future missus and kids if we have any..."

"So you're actually special forces?" Gloriosa asked, and the Coach nodded.

"Counter-terrorism. I received training from a government agent during my school years. When I joined the police force, he recommended me to this unit because he says I'm more 'suited' to this particular job. Course, special forces-level training was part of the program."

That's right. Alongside Mr Shiota, he and the new substitute teacher Ms Yada are the students that 'Korosensei' taught in Neighpon. He's using those skills for Counter-Terrorism. Even if he's patriotic to Neighpon, sending an operative to a foreign country is out of their jurisdiction and intention. He was invited here by Mr Shiota. That much I know.

"If you want to join the club, Mr Shiota has just the test for you." The Coach continued, "Currently the club's doing a Geography test. You're to do the same if you want in. You can do it in school or at the dorm. You'll be given the same time, and it's your choice if you want to do it or not."

"Huh..."

"And while it's true that Mr Shiota is not in a relationship, his club aims to achieve what truly is the best but more importantly what's right in you. We aim to bring the best of yourself. Count on it..."

"I'll give it some thought."

"Okay then. Do you want us to drive you home when school's over?"

"Sure,"

Timber Spruce, now a possible fourteenth member of the Club. I was right to tail him.

Time passed on, and as the school day reached its end, everyone began to leave.

"Are you sure you not going home?" Lyra asked,

"I need to stay behind and catch up on work," I responded,

"But won't your parents be worried?"

"I'll call them. They'll understand," I lied,

"Okay then. See you tomorrow!" She winked and walked off. Again Lyra, I'm sorry if I'm not going home anytime soon. What I'm about to do is extremely dangerous and getting you involved is the last thing I want. I'm going to be staying much longer than you realise. It was around half-past six that I was sure everyone had left, except for that one light in the office of foreign languages. To think he'd stay as long until the sun would begin to set, how peculiar. I could seem him while hidden behind the office door, working on whatever he is...

"You know, I'm quite surprised that not once did you think this was a trap..." Mr Shiota exclaimed, his face focused on his work. "As what today's generation would say, you ain't slick."

I blinked. This was expected... But I'm prepared either way...

"Pretty cool that CHS has a secret agent in the student cohort. You only hear about those in cartoons and movies. Then again, my time in Junior High School is along those lines too."

I remained silent. I want to see what his next move is. Only then, I will react.

"Oh come on Bon Bon! It's rude to leave a teacher hanging! Can you come in and talk? The last thing I want is for you to start shooting at things. I have tea and rice crackers laced with nothing. Please?"

This... this is not what I'd expect an assassin to respond...

"My history of being an assassin is more complex than you think. Do you know the entire story behind the Mach 20 octopus? As a student of his, I speak from experience." He continued.

I thought really hard. Is this all just a ploy? But... argh! I don't know what to think! I mean, there's no denying that he's done things only an assassin can do, but never to the students or teachers. Fine... I'll grant him this.

"Yes sir, I'm coming in." I entered.

"Hello, Bon Bon!" The azure-eyed teacher smiled at me, a tray with tea and round rice crackers with seaweed. "So glad you can come!"

I just stared at him. He's trying really hard to show that there's nothing funny with his rice crackers. Until he took one and bit off a piece with his mouth.

"See?" He spoke after crunching and swallowing, "Nothing poisoned!"

Then he went to pour some tea in a small Neighponese cup from a small Neighponese teapot and drank it before my eyes. Jeez, I didn't know how small these things were!

"Ahh... And the tea is fine too," He offered. Okay, this assassin is just straight-up reading my mind. How the hell does he know?

"Because it's predictable behaviour for any secret agent!" Mr Shiota laughed. This 'teacher' is crazier than I thought...

"Sorry! Sorry!" Mr Shiota quickly bowed, "Let me explain. While it's true I had Korosensei as a teacher, he wasn't the only one. I had another teacher too, and his occupation is exactly like yours. A government agent to be technical. He's still on duty, with his wife might I add. Oh, but they have a daughter now. Last I heard, she was a 'boyeater'. Get it? The young form of Maneater?"

Every time he speaks, I am rendered speechless. The data doesn't lie but seeing him with this sort of personality with the side of a bad joke. He's too... nervous and light-hearted to be an assassin.

"No. You're right..." Nagisa took a sip of his tea, "No more beating around the bush. Yes, I am an assassin. As much as I'd like to turn that 'am' into the past tense, I can't. That time changed my life a lot, made me what I am today. Ironic, given that a teacher's life is one opposite of an assassin. And yet... this is what I wanted."

"... What do you mean?" I broke my silence,

"If there's one thing I learned about assassination, it's not just your skill and proficiency in taking lives with either weapons or combat skills. You also need the mentality to back it up, something that can't be trained by one's own choices. Humour me with this question: What do you think one needs to be an assassin?"

I swallowed. I'm not sure if I should say anything... and yet there was something about him that seemed... cheerful and dependable alongside his goofy self. Wait... cheerful and dependable? Those personality traits are what normal people would least expect an assassin to be. And if that's the case, it raises suspicions!

"If an assassin can hide any traces or tells that relate to their occupation or their cold-blooded nature, then they could easily approach the target and no one could tell the difference," I answered,

"That's right on the mark!" Mr Shiota congratulated, "In my perspective at least. The least likely can be the most dangerous. You've heard that saying before?"

The moment I heard 'least likely', I immediately think about my mentor... the complete opposite of that. It's no secret to the agency that he has a massive craze on spy movies, especially the Spritish spy. On the bright side, I learned to be the opposite of him.

"No, but I know what you mean," I responded,

"As a teenager, I saw myself as weak-willed, pessimistic and insecure. One who lacked independence and one who was always focused on other people's perceptions. But Korosensei found me, as well as everyone from Class E, as a human being, and showed us that the world is better off if we became people successful in life like everyone else tries to be. You can say he saved the lives of his students." He shared,

"But it doesn't change the fact that you did... well... you know."

"He was the kindest teacher. He supported us at our most vulnerable. He was more than we all could ask for." Mr Shiota closed his eyes, "I'll never let go what the class and I had done, but he kept on telling us that he had to go, and then told us to move on. So that's what we did after all our mourning. After that time with high school, I was able to decide what I truly wanted to do for my career as an adult and to use all that I have learned. In memory of him."

Mr Shiota... I don't know if what he told me was true... normally assassins or agents would always have a cover-up story. But he's trying to tell me and everyone in the club of his, that what he has gone through is the truth. And somewhere in me, I find that believable. But then again... an assassin working in a place of peace and support?

"That's why I said I couldn't escape from being an assassin. Even if the skills of assassination is used for the opposite intentions, it's doesn't change the fact that they were designed to take lives. I want you to give me your own honest opinion, Bon Bon. Would you truly find it possible or acceptable, if I wanted to use my talent of assassination to help people, without shedding any blood or taking a life?"

This is a tough question... his intentions and his skills are no doubt conflicts of interests. A twisted oxymoron. But even when given the data about his previous information and affiliations, I wasn't blind that he used it a few times to save the school. And for that... I couldn't confront him immediately as a threat. I've been in the cover as a student for so long, that it's affecting my judgement. I'm becoming less like a secret agent and more of a normal high-school student. Goddess... what can I do?

"Food for thought. It's up to you. Give it some time to decide." Nagisa answered, "But it's getting dark now. I'm sure you have some homework and the Neighponese exam to study for!"

So he really wants to cling onto being a teacher... even if he had many opportunities to silence me.

"Oh and just for today, Coach Justice has left the sedan for me in the car park. Would you like me to drive you home? I promise you that I will not lay a finger upon you."

The moment he said that I felt something soothing in my stomach. Something that didn't stem from uncertainty or fear. It felt warm... hearing words of generosity from an easy-going teacher... actually, it feels more like a caring mother or auntie, but that's beside the point.

"Thanks but... where I live is not far from there..." I lied, "I can go back on my own."

"O-Okay then..." Mr Shiota hesitated, "Then be careful as you go home, okay?"

I don't think lying can help me anymore. He's definitely reading my mind, judging by his face!

"But before that..." I looked to the teapot, "May I?"

"Oh! Allow me!" Mr Shiota offered. He took the pot and poured green tea into a new cup. He then took the cup and passed it to me with a smile. I took a deep breath and accepted it, drinking the tea in one gulp. Urk... it was sort of bitter... but then the aftertaste shocked me even more. It was buttery, and I could tell there was a hint of sweetness in there. It really calmed me down... most importantly, I could tell that there was no other trace of poison. If I did, I would have died.

"Like I said," Mr Shiota nodded after I gave back the cup, "It's not laced with anything..." Then Mr Shiota's phone began ringing.

"In that case, I shall take my leave." I bowed in respect, "Thank you for meeting with me,"

"See you tomorrow!" He waved with a smile before focusing on his caller. I had nothing else to say anymore, so I quickly dart through the empty halls of the school, out in the barren courtyard, and into the busy streets.

I was only supposed to be scouting and watching the target. How the hell did the stakes get so high!? I swear, my hair was standing on end, and I wasn't able to scrounge up anything useful but his life story. The Azure Flyer: Mr Shiota... I hate to say it, but he really was reading me like a book. Every time I think about something, he comes up with his answer. If he wasn't an assassin, a mind-reader is just as dangerous. If my mentor was to see all this, he'll be giving me an earful of lectures, and that's the last thing I wanted. Though, if I told him, he'd find this a challenge, and he likes that over giving me lectures anyway. Good thing he'll be on the case starting tomorrow. Now I just got to make contact with HQ.

"194, are you there!?" The operator spoke the moment I put in a single earphone,

"Reporting," I responded, "What's with the panic?

"194, this is an emergency. There has been an altercation of the CCTV cameras around your vicinity. The outside cameras of your school, as well as the nearby shopping centre." The operator explained.

"... What's going on?" I asked,

"Be mindful of your surroundings... someone may be tailing you!"

Immediately, I began running. Normally, I'd be the type of person to continue walking as normal and head towards the most secluded place where I can nab whoever's following me. But if it was Mr Shiota, I don't think I would be able to fight him. An assassin who was upfront and honest... is that why I fear and worry facing him? N-Never mind that!!! I need to find an alleyway and keep my head low! Where is it... ah! Fifty metres to the left ahead! This is the perfect place! Let me just sneak in there and sit down... done! Alright, time to see if I'm being tailed... was there anyone who was following me? No? Alright then... I've got to find a way to get back home, let's see if the opera--

"Hey... hey you..." A voice called out, "Wake up,"

"Urgh..." I moaned. What just happened? The last thing I knew was that I was in that alleyway nearby the school, how the hell did I find myself tied to a chair? And the back of my head hurts like no tomorrow!

"So it's true. She said that you've been taught to shake people off your tail." The voice chuckled, "But playing hide and seek is child's play, even for an EIA agent,"

Well... this is definitely the worst day of my life. A reconnaissance mission, and now I've been captured by this thug who looks too pretty to be one. I swear, I hate it when what happens to secret agents in movies happen to me in real life. I'd better make up for this by getting out of here. Otherwise, there's no way I'll get another chance.

"Staying silent, huh?" The pretty thug chuckled, "Well that's alright. Our orders were to take you to our boss, but we've made sure to bar up any chances for you to escape. I know an analytical gaze when I see one, we are like-minded. Including me, we're a ten-man team sent to capture you. Two of each are guarding the only three entrances to this little storehouse, with one patrolling the roof, and one being a spotter on the sidelines. You can't get out, and the EIA won't be able to have enough time to pull you out."

He pulls out a walkie-talkie,

"When is our escort here?" He asked while holding down a button,

"About five minutes sir," The communicator responded,

"Stop calling me 'sir'. I'm just as young as you are!" The thug snapped, "How many times do I have to tell you that!?"

"Force of habit," The speaker responded,

"Seriously," The thug groaned, "Do I look like some stereotypical bearded bad-guy? We're way ahead of those times! At least they're experts in what they do..."

"Bearded or not, You're still a bad guy," I spoke, "And you guys get a bullet to the head,"

"Haha ha..." The thug sarcastically laughed, "And you also have a sharp tongue. Wonderful... well I'm afraid that even the EIA's morality and code is becoming behind the times too! But hey, you won't have to suffer in a changing world... sooner or later, you'll be meeting your beloved mentor soon!"

My body freezes.

"What did you just say?" I growled,

"You'll. Be. Meeting. Your beloved mentor soon!" The thug mockingly repeated, "In hell might I add, though I really don't believe in such. I'll just say your remains will end up in a box shipped to the EIA. It's fun that way."

That's it. If I ever get out of here, he'll be the first to bite the bullet.

"Sir!" An entrance from my left opened, revealing a short man carrying an assault rifle, "We're ready!"

"Ahh! That was quick. I like it when operations go swift!" The thug laughed, "Alright, bring the others back."

"Already did sir. But there's one problem." The soldier from afar responded, pulling in a shopping trolley, "They've got the lights knocked out of them,"

"Wait. Run that by me again?" The thug's voice turned confused.

The man aims the trolley at us and gave a firm push. The trolley wheels squeak as it harmlessly rolls towards us, coming to a halt just between me and the thug. With an instant, the pretty thug's face turns bleak, and honestly? Mine did too. Within that trolley are nine motionless bodies wearing kevlar vests and drooling mouths. Piled on top of the bodies were their weapons; AS Vals, the assault rifle from Russhia with a built-in suppressor; perfect for quiet operations.

"What the hell?" The thug stepped back, "They were experts! Heck, I've even gone through their history files! How the hell could they be taken out by some EIA agent!? Wait a minute..." He froze, "There are nine bodies here... and eight guns... hang on! You aren't--"

"One of them?" The 'soldier's voice interrupted, "Very slow to pick that up..."

As I looked back to the thug, there was Mr Shiota behind him; aiming the barrel of that missing AS Val point-blank to his head.

"Now then," Mr Shiota icily spoke, "I'd like you to step away from her. If your hands ever reach for your gun, I'll 'pop a cap in your arse', as your people say it."

Immediately, the thug turns around, knocking the rifle away and came face to face with a giant snake wreathed in blue flames, appearing as a dragon instead. The thug froze and screams in horror. I would have too, seeing this snake appear from nowhere.

The dragon-like snake wraps around the thug's neck, choking him a little, then throws him down with a twist of its slithering body, perhaps even cracking the floor. The next thing I knew, I saw Mr Shiota towering above him; his foot on the thug's ribcage and a bloodthirsty smile upon his face.

"Alright, I'll admit it," Mr Shiota rolled his eyes, "I'm more familiar with pistols instead of rifles. Still, it's hand to hand combat that's truly deadly."

"Wh-Who are you!?" The thug screeched, that beautiful confidence replaced with the panic of a cornered coward. "EIA!?"

"Even worse," Mr Shiota chuckled, "I'm her Neighponese High School Teacher. And it is a duty of mine to contribute to my students' academic success and overall safety."

"A Teacher!?!?!?!?" The thug screamed, and Nagisa replied with a knockout punch to his face,

"Hey Bon Bon," Mr Shiota turned to me, changing to a concerned face, "Are you alright?"

"Never better," I sighed, watching him remove the thug's pistol before checking on me. "I take it you're not affiliated with them,"

"There's only one thing I know," Mr Shiota replied, untying my hands. "They know you're a secret agent. Here, I got your schoolbag. I also found your earphone."

"Thanks," I got up while rubbing my wrists and taking the bag and re-inserting the earphone.

"HQ? Do you copy?"

"194, you're conscious! What happened?"

"I was captured, not compromised thankfully," I reported, looking at Mr Shiota. "Whoever they are, called for a transport that's supposed to pick me up but they're all knocked out. Call it a lucky break."

"Goddess bless you,"

"I want to check on something though..." My voice went firm, "Is... is agent 105 present?"

The operator went silent...

"194, it is with the condolences of not just myself, but everyone in the CIA..."

My mind went blank. So it was true... he's...

"Understood... I need you to pick up the bodies. Get them identified... my address is here..."

"Hey, Bon Bon?" Mr Shiota called, pushing the trolley "Do we need to hide the bodies? I've knocked them out, so maybe restraining them and taking their guns away would suffice,"

"No need to sir," I responded, picking up that pretty thug's gun. "I can handle it, you should go home."

"What? No!" Mr Shiota refused, "The more the merrier. If these guys ever wake up, it's going to be a problem! I assume you've called for 'cleanup', yes?"

"I did sir, and I've learned something about you." I nodded, "You're not an assassin."

"Really? Oh... that's wonderful to hear." Mr Shiota sighed with relief,

"It's not meant as a compliment, sir." I refuted, "Do you remember when you asked me on what makes an assassin?"

"Y-Yes?" Mr Shiota stuttered, a hint of confusion on his face,

"Well, you're wrong. It's not about how easy you blend into crowds, it's about having the obligation to kill in cold blood,"

"Wait. STO--!"

I didn't bother letting him finish. I turn the gun right on the thug and shot him through his temple. Straight through all the major parts of the brain; this guy's pretty days are over, but that's not what I care for. I'm a little surprised to see the horrified mug on my teacher, seeing the thug's bleeding head.

"BON BON!!!" Mr Shiota shrieked, "WHAT DID YOU JUST DO!?"

"Stand aside, Mr Shiota," I commanded, "The other nine are next,"

"You just-"

Frustrated, I turn the gun on him. He let out a sharp 'eek' and put his hands up,

"I thought you knew already." I stated, "I am a secret agent of the EIA, not a high school student. Taking blood isn't something I mull upon. You on the other hand, somehow do."

"I... I didn't think the EIA would give you a licence to kill already..." Mr Shiota gulped. Is that so? I think that tells me a lot about you, your colleagues, and your former teacher even more.

"Korosensei... how you so quickly struck the thugs down here is definitely the mark of an assassin. But... except him... you never killed anyone else, did you?"

"... No," He shook his head, his hands still in the air,

"You're right about one thing. You really do use your assassin skills as a teacher." I added, "You bring them to light in order to induce fear and discipline. It's creative, and as you've been doing for the past few weeks, I can see it as effective. But from an assassin or an agent's point of view, it's pathetic. Seeing you use them like that is like using a combat knife as a fruit cutter or a rifle as a back scratcher."

"... In that case..." Mr Shiota gave one long exhale, "... are you going to shoot me too?"

Wrong question, Mr Shiota. I can shoot you right here and now. My mission was to observe you and see if you're a threat to our nation. Even if you've sworn not to kill anymore, you've proven yourself as a threat already. Then again, I need to report that to the EIA and see what they think of it.

"I'll strike you a deal." I responded, "I'll let you go for tonight. However, starting tomorrow, it is incredibly likely that I'll come after you. After what you did, you're too dangerous to be left on your own."

"Bon Bon, you really don't have to do this," Mr Shiota lowered his hands, "You're going to put everyone in the school in danger. What would your teachers and classmates say? What would Lyra say?"

"Then turn yourself in." I offered, "You come with me, right now, and you tell us why you and your two friends are here."

"... I... In that case, I'll take your first offer." Mr Shiota sighed, "I guess... I'll be expecting you to... kill me tomorrow?"

"But before you go," I stopped, "I want to know. You still tailed me all the way to here and took out the guards just to save me. Why?"

"I thought you knew already," Mr Shiota sighed again, copying my words, "Secret agent or not, you're still a student of CHS. As a teacher of CHS, it is my role to look after you. Especially when Ms Yada was 'stood up'."

"What does that have to do with her?"

"Yesterday, she met a very handsome looking man in Manehattan who admired her back. He asked her out to dinner tonight, but he never showed up. Coach Justice, went to pick her up and took her to another dinner place to make up for it. The man she was supposed to go out with is called Johnny Backstop."

Manehattan? Oh no... why don't you ACTUALLY do a background check on the woman you're going out with!?

"Johnny Backstop... he's an EIA agent. Do you know him? Please tell me you do. It's not just for my sake, but it's for hers. If something bad happened to him, she could be next!" Nagisa pleaded,

"It already has." I answered, "Johnny Backstop, Agent 105, is my mentor. And something did happen to him. He's dead. His entire body pulled apart and shipped to the EIA just this evening. Whoever killed him also sent those thugs to catch me."

"Oh Goddesses, no..." Mr Shiota covered his mouth,

"And honestly? I find it a miracle that Ms Yada escaped without any fight. I have no idea how she wasn't captured back then, but there's no doubt that they may try again."

Mr Shiota went weak in his chest and legs.

"I got it." He coughed.

"You'd better get out of here now." I warned, "The transport's here."

"B-But..."

"Go. I am not a high school student, let alone yours." I ordered.

"You'd better be alive tomorrow," Mr Shiota remarked and ran towards an entrance where he knew there were little chances of detection.

Once he slams the door behind him, I picked up all the weapons the guards left behind, after making sure they don't ever wake of course. With all these weapons, there's no way whoever's here can kill me. I'll wipe them out instantly. You should be more focused on yourself, Mr Shiota. Because I WILL be coming after you starting tomorrow.

Nagisa's Notes

Nurse Redheart

Light gray colour, Light Amaranthish Gray Hair tied into a single hair bun, wears hospital-like clothes in school, including a nurse's hat.

1. Works part-time as a nurse assistant in the Local Canterlot Hospital, as well as helping out in the Nurse's office.

2. Is very highly regarded as an 'ultimate' nurse according to her peers. Various students fall under that talent too, being 'ultimate' (such as Cheerilee). She's capable of delivering Vaccinations.

3. She holds a big value in living and life, and her duty as a nurse to help bring people back like that. She, therefore, has strong opinions about various health procedures. E.g. Euthanasia.

Big McIntosh

Taller than most students, Pale, Light Grayish Amaranth colour, Light Gamboge hair. Some tufts of his hair stick diagonally upwards and have freckles on his face.

1. He and his two sisters have farm backgrounds and experiences. He's capable of doing heavy things, as well as wielded rifles before.

2. Talks normally when in class or tutor. Outside of it, he rarely talks.

3. Knows a bit about Neighponese fighting styles and cultures. This stems from his extended family being from Neighpon.

4. The bass singer of the Pony Tones, a mixed-gender barbershop quartet. Very good singing abilities.

5. He hasn't been to the Camp, so he doesn't know that his older sister has something pretty powerful... and dangerous.

IMPORTANT

Bon Bon is after me. I repeat, Bon Bon is after me. And the fact that I still haven't finished writing up the Neighponese exam, I am in big trouble!!!

Week 7 Friday: The students' choice

Fluttershy woke up from the sound of table tapping and wing flapping. There was no dream she could recall, or anything boggling her mind. With the urge to get ready for school, she hopped out of bed and tidied it. Then she turned her attention to her 'alarm clock' - her rabbit and falcon attempting to intimidate each other... again.

"Good Morning Angel. Good Morning Hana." Fluttershy greeted her rabbit and falcon respectively before grabbing her bath towel and a fresh set of outdoor clothes. After a few minutes, she returned to her room refreshed and began packing her school bag. As she picked up her pencil case, exercise books, textbooks, water bottle, and other school necessities, her eyes paused at an exotic parchment rolled out on the desk. The girl thought back to the day she received the letter from her unknown guardian angel. When she read it through, she couldn't find any word to describe how she felt. Rather, she felt the need to relay this message to her friends in the club, her Neighponese Teacher (who had access to view the group chat), and her decision on what to do. Fluttershy shook off any hesitation in her mind and added the letter into her schoolbag.

"Take care you two!" Fluttershy smiled at the two animals as she left. Once she did, both Angel and Hana stopped fighting and turned to the open door, then back at each other. The two of them felt something building in Fluttershy. No doubt was it their former master's letter that sparked it.

"Good Morning Dad." Fluttershy greeted with a smile,

"Good Morning Fluttershy!" Mr Shy waved, smiling back. "Did you have a good sleep?"

"I did." Fluttershy smiled, "What's for breakfast?"

"Oh..." Mr Shy nervously responded, "You may want to ask him..."

"Hey!" A pale greyish aquamarine teen with pale light greyish gold blonde hair casually walked out of the kitchen with a hot tray of something... actually, there wasn't a distinct smell. "Good morning Big Sis!"

"Zephyr!!!" Fluttershy exclaimed, seeing her brother in that same sleeveless shirt and hairstyle a year ago when he departed for boarding school. His hair tried to replicate a popular hairstyle but somehow had slumped, making it look like an unkempt version of the original. "G-Good morning. I didn't see you yesterday..."

"I texted Dad that I would be arriving at Canterlot Station in the dead of the night." Zephyr explained, "He agreed to pick me up and drive me home. Wouldn't want to wake you, since you were sleeping and all. Anyway, it's oatmeal! My own special!"

"Your own special?" Fluttershy raised an eyebrow, "I find that hard to believe, given that anyone can make oatmeal..."

"I knew you'd say that! But I followed a special recipe this time!" Zephyr cheerfully responded as he filled three bowls with his oatmeal, "Vanilla, honey, blueberries, strawberries..."

"It definitely sounds like you put in a good effort this time! Thanks for making breakfast!" Mr Shy smiled as he picked up the spoon and began eating. Fluttershy looked at her own bowl. There was indeed strawberries and blueberries as he mentioned. Slowly, she took a spoonful of Zephyr's oatmeal and gave it a taste.

"Zephyr..." Fluttershy growled as she swallowed,

"Y-Yes?" Zephyr chuckled, "Is it bad?"

"Blueberries and strawberries are obvious, but not the first two ingredients... don't tell me you gave up halfway again?"

"N-No..." Zephyr shook his head, then sighed, "... Yes."

"Zephyr, anyone can make oatmeal." Fluttershy sighed, "But to think that you'd even give up making just a simple breakfast... is it too much to ask for you to just see a simple task through?"

"Err..." Zephyr trembled,

"Fluttershy, it's okay." Mr Shy chimed in, "It's just oatmeal. That being said, Fluttershy is right. I can't taste anything but the fruits and oatmeal."

"Gimme a break..." Zephyr sighed in despair,

"Sorry for being harsh Zephyr, but this is important since you're still a boarding student. If you do something half-hearted when just preparing food, you may not have enough energy to go through school." Fluttershy reasoned,

"I've been through many boarding schools, little sis." Zephyr frowned, "I can take care of myself!"

"Yeah, only to get kicked out of boarding school a month after you enrol!" Fluttershy countered, "How will staying in the Koro Gardens be any different?"

"Well..." Zephyr shivered, "It's close to home?"

When his words reach Fluttershy's ears, everything seemed to slow down for a moment. His voice, combined with his facial expression, tone, his hesitation when speaking... there was something he was desperate to cling to, just as how birds frantically dig at the dirt or venture near humans for the desperation of food. There was something he wanted, but he's trying desperately to hide it.

"Look..." Fluttershy dismissed, "Even if you may not be living here, I assure you that the caretakers of the Koro Gardens are really diligent people who will help assist you with whatever problems you have trying to take care of yourself. I know them personally. You have my word."

"Okay then..." Zephyr shrugged, "I'll be moving into the dorm on the weekend and starting school next week. I assume you'll help me?"

"Of course," Fluttershy smiled, "And thanks for making breakfast. I've got to go now. School calls!"

"Take care!" Mr Shy and Zephyr waved as Fluttershy made for the front door, put on her boots, and hurried off. As she did so, Hana and Angel watched her leave from her bedroom window. They cannot leave her be today, they need to see what she will do. Angel leapt up to the window handle and grabbed it, prying the window open. As he let go, Hana caught him on his way down. With a flap of her wings, Hana and her bunny passenger took off, pursuing the pink-haired girl from an unsuspicious distance.

As Fluttershy reached the school gates, someone had been tailing her from the shadows. Before her prey could react, the shadowy predator charged forward and pounced on the unsuspecting girl, taking her down.

"Hello, Flutters!!!" The shadow joyously greeted,

"Oh!" Fluttershy turned her head, "Pinkie! Good morning!"

"Smiling as usual," Pinkie got up, pulling Fluttershy with her, "Ready for today's tussle?"

"Pinkie! Shhh!" Fluttershy shushed, "Don't yell that out loud! Other students can hear!"

Pinkie stopped and looked around. She saw numerous adults walking down the road - most of them had their eyes glued to their phone. Then she spotted fellow students entering the school, also having their eyes peering down on the phone. None of them seemed to turn their head towards the two girls.

"Nope!" Pinkie deduced, "They did not! And now that I think about it, it's a good thing our girls aren't here either! If they see us like this, they'll definitely think the club's doing some nasty stuff, which we are, and make us fess up! And you know what Bonnie Bon Bon said if we tell anyone else not in the club!"

"Right... just us two..." Fluttershy took a deep breath, "First, let's find Bon Bon."

Fluttershy wasn't so familiar with all the students and their respective lockers, so it was nice to know that Pinkie was very attentive to classmates and their locker locations. Turning two corners to the left and one to the right, they arrived at the location of where Bon Bon's locker would be. As if luck would have it, Bon Bon was present, sorting out her textbooks for the day, like an everyday student.

"Bon Bon?" Fluttershy called, approaching the undercover agent.

"Oh! Fluttershy!" Bon Bon greeted with a warm smile, "Good Morning! Is there something you need?"

"Just a small little note to give you!" Fluttershy returned the warm smile and pulled a tightly folded page with her cutie mark showing. "So I guess I'll see you at lunchtime at the tutorship club?"

"Of course!" Bon Bon beamed, "I hope to see you there!"

"May the smartest girl win!" Pinkie waved as Fluttershy dragged her away. Once the two disappeared around the corner, Bon Bon peered at the folded page and started to unfold it without any ado. Once the A3 paper was fully unwrapped the first thing she saw was a long arrow pointing to Fluttershy's cutie mark on the bottom right corner of the page. On the base of the arrow was a message written in neat penmanship.

The bearer of this cutie mark shall be your opponent for lunchtime. You'd better keep your side of the deal - Fluttershy

"I knew it," Bon Bon nonchalantly scrunched up the note and tossed it perfectly into the bin ten metres away from her. "She was the one who has the closest connection to Mr Shiota, and was one of the first members of the club. Now the next question is... how is she going to beat me?"

Fluttershy sat through the first and second period of class, worrying only about the fight she was going to take part in, and nothing else.

"Fluttershy?" Mrs Blade noticed and kindly pointed out, "You look spaced out. Are you alright?"

"It's... nothing Mrs Blade." Fluttershy meekly smiled, "It's something outside of studying."

"Regardless of what it is, it's still something big enough to distract you from learning." Mrs Blade pushed,

"I... I really can't talk about it. Sorry, Mrs Blade." Fluttershy apologised.

"Keeping secrets? I understand..." Mrs Blade sighed, "But if you can't tell an adult, then surely you could tell your friends."

"Well... I sorta can't either." Fluttershy tensed up, "Look... I'll be fine. I'll go back to work."

"Well, it's a good thing I came up to you with this. In my previous period, Flash and Thunderlane told me to give you this message: 'We believe in you'. Honestly, it's really nice to see that they trust me with giving messages to you."

Fluttershy paused and looked into her religious studies teacher's eye. Not a lick of doubt or any discerning tell of a lie.

"I-I see," Fluttershy stammered, "I'll give my thanks, the next time I see them."

The support didn't stop there. At recess, when it was the perfect opportunity to check her phone, she found multiple notifications of new messages on the Special Tutorship Club Message Board, all directed towards her.

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

Never. Give. Up. You can do it!!! - Flitter

You were brave when Bon Bon stared you down yesterday. I was an absolute chicken. You've got more guts than I have. If anyone can take her, it's you. - Soarin

As the student representative of the school, I'm afraid to say that facing Bon Bon is way out of my league. It was a shock to learn that she's an EIA agent, which is some person I wouldn't dare cross with regarding my position. You, however, are in no such position as to interfere, and you chose to. I guess all I can say is good luck! - Cheerilee

Fuck her up! - Thunderlane

Thunderlane... either way, you've taken down a man with fast and dangerous tentacles. Taking down an EIA agent like Bon Bon should be easy! - Noteworthy

Eeyup - Big Macintosh

Hey Fluttershy? Sorry I didn't say anything yesterday when you opted to fight. To be honest, I'm really scared about the entire thing. Bon Bon is literally a secret agent, and that was no joke! Look, even if I'm really scared and I want to get away from all this, it's not going to do me any good to any of us. Mr Shiota and the other two are really nice people, and to see you stick up for them against the brass? It's still scary but... I also want them to stay! I'll stand by you when it comes! - Cloudchaser.

So many messages from her club members. Or rather... is it possible that she can confidently call them friends? They may not have been acquainted a lot compared to her best friends. However, all the things that they have gone through as a club made it difficult for her to take their comments as a passing remark of praise or hope. She looked out for them, and the same they did to her.

Yes.

She was the one who volunteered to step in, but she knows that even in this one-on-one, her clubmates have all got their back. It may increase the burden, but it does increase the motivation to succeed. That being said... there was something inside her... something that she sort of wished would happen. She's gotten a lot of support from her clubmates, old and recent, and yet there was one who could do just a bit more...

"Fluttershy!" Flash's voice called her name.

"Flash." Fluttershy turned to see the spiky blue-haired orange teen, "I got your message from Mrs Blade. Thanks for putting your faith in me."

"Honestly, I've done that ever since you first saved us that Friday. This term was really rocky. Definitely not like other school terms." Flash laughed,

"You can say that again." Fluttershy giggled,

"But there's something I'd like to ask you." Flash turned serious, "Look, I'm not trying to doubt your ability to fight. But there's just this plaguing worry that you could get hurt more than you should. I fear you may have forgotten about the skills Vice-Principal Luna taught you back then, so uh... I don't know if I should say this in the case someone may call me sexist. I asked Scoots if it was okay and she said 'go for it' but I--"

"Flash." Fluttershy interrupted with a laugh, "I know you're already a kind guy at heart, and I know you look out for me just as you do with the club and your siblings. No need for virtue signalling. Just tell me what you want."

"No kidding?" Flash perked up then sighed with relief, "In that case... would you like to learn a little bit of Taekwondo? I still don't think I'm qualified to teach, but it's better than nothing!"

"There's nothing I would like better." Fluttershy beamed, "I still remember the Vice-Principal's lessons, but I can definitely learn yours!"

"Excellent! Then why don't we do this in the courtyard?" Flash suggested, "We'll go through the basics of Taekwondo, but only that till the end of recess. Remember, even if its a basic move, practising it a hundred or a thousand times is what turns such a move to be formidable against even the most competitive martial artists."

"You're the teacher Flash, I trust you. Better not break that." Fluttershy teased as she closed her locker door.

"I thought you said I was a kind guy..." Flash pouted as the two set off.

"There is one more thing I'd like to know though." Fluttershy remembered, "Do you recall how you were affected by Sensei's Clap Stun?"

"Uhh..." Flash paused, "What?"

As promised by Flash, Fluttershy went through a small but interesting first-time experience of learning to fight from a fellow student rather than a teacher. Though the basics seemed 'too' basic at the start, Fluttershy kept true to Flash's instructions and his reasoning of why.

"A stable stance is one of the most important things when fighting. It acts as your station to attack as well as defend. If it's not stable, a nudge can push you over. And when you're pushed over, you'll be left vulnerable as you fall. Did Vice-Principal Luna teach you that?"

"Yeah," Fluttershy nodded, "Stable legs."

"Good. Now show me how to do the front stance as I demonstrated."

"Let's start with the straight punch. In the front (or horse) stance, you place your arms and hands as down as your hips with the palm facing towards the direction of the air. And you need to place it in a way where you can thrust it forward as swift as possible. Like a bullet fired from a gun, you need to 'chamber' that fist, and fire it forward. The points where you make contact on your opponent when you punch are your two big knuckles on your index and middle finger. But more importantly, think about how you punch. If you punch and you feel more pain than your opponent, then I would question your way of punching. Happened to me before."

"Alright..." Fluttershy nodded as she got into a stance and chambered her arms.

"Now... drive your arm out straight, rotate your wrist, and remember your knuckles. Then quickly bring it back to the position you started in."

"Hah!" Fluttershy grunted and punched the air. She could feel a small strain on her arm muscles.

"Remember, you need to exert force when you drive your fist forward. Use your arm, your shoulders. No force equals no damage." Flash reminded, "Now..."

He pulled out a blue-coloured kick pad specialised for Taekwondo. His own personal one for training.

"Normally this is meant for kicks, but you can use this as a target for punching. 10 sets of straight punches. Your left, then your right hand." Flash instructed, "Then we go to the next training."

"Hah! Hah! Hah!" Fluttershy grunted with each punch. It took a considerable amount of time alternating between left and right, Flash observed. However, he could feel that with each punch, it grew stronger and stronger. And from her face, it showed little to no signs of severe pain.

"Next, low blocking." Flash continued. "This particular movement in Taekwondo stops a low kick from hitting you. Depending on which arm you use, raise your fist to your opposite side of your collar but don't touch it, then you want to sweep it down to your pelvis with your arm straight, but stop near the hip on the same side of your blocking arm. Your other arm also has movement: It starts in front of your body with the palm facing down. As you sweep down your blocking arm, your other arm should pull back to your side, twisted to where your palm is facing up. You can do this in two steps. Allow me to demonstrate..."

He adjusted himself into a front stance.

"One!" He raised his left fist towards this right collar and his right arm out front.

"Two!" He swung his left fist down to his left side of his pelvis, his arm firm and out straight with his palm facing down. Simultaneously, he drew back his off-arm to the side of his waist with the palm facing up. Flash went back and forth through the two steps while chanting 'one, two' with every change. Sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

"When you twist your fists, it should be done near the end of the second step. The movement normally comes in a snap."

Fluttershy practised the movements, slowly feeling her movement, then picked up her speed with every block performed.

"Remember, don't twist your fists early. And that both your arms must start and end together." Flash observed, "Any questions?"

"Just one." Fluttershy paused, "What if Bon Bon doesn't kick low?"

"Hmm..." Flash pondered, "If you can see how she strikes, you can try and move out of the way. Or just deflect it with your elbows. It will hurt, but it's better than getting hit in the chest. That being said you can also try a forearm block. You use your forearm to divert an attack from your opponent's fist or foot to the side. To do that, you need to put your arms in front of the body like so. Wrist-to-wrist."

Going back to his front stance, Flash crossed his arms by the wrist and held it in front of his body.

"Depending on whether you want to block with your left or your right depends on which arm is in front. Your left arm for a left block, and right arm for right."

He swapped arms within the block in a demonstration,

"Your other arm should have the palm facing outward towards your opponent. So when you execute the move..."

He moved his blocking arm away and rolled it out, his palm facing outwards and fist just outside the line of his body. His off-arm shifted downwards and chambered next to his waist, with his palm facing up again.

"This should be your end pose. Remember to keep a good posture and stable stance."

"Hmm..." Fluttershy thought as she tried it a few times, "So when my off-hand is like this at the end, I can deliver a straight punch as a counter?"

"Yeah." Flash nodded, "You can definitely do that! Now, I think we can squeeze in one more move that you can practice on your own - the front kick. This one you don't have to take a stance for. One leg to kick, one leg for stability, BOTH important. As is the position of your arms and torso for further balance."

"I'm listening,"

"The front kick can be done in three steps, but you need to heed these steps if you don't want to overstrain your legs. First off, you need to lift your knee of your kicking leg and aim it at the target. Your ankle and foot should come with, but make sure they are in-line with the leg like this. Gravity can help."

Flash lifted his right knee and stretched his ankle and foot downwards. His left leg was rotated a little to a side as he balanced himself on the balls of his foot.

"The second step is the kick," Flash instructed and straightened his kicking leg up to the air. As he did so, his off-leg bent a little as his torso bent back a little as well. Fluttershy was a little amazed on how Flash could straighten his leg like that. Pinkie or Rarity were the ones who were able to stretch their leg that high and that straight.

"Even if we're wearing shoes, it's important on what part of the foot you strike with. I've been taught to bend your toes upwards so the bottom part of the balls does the hitting." Flash pointed,

"Okay." Fluttershy nodded in understanding.

"As for three..." Flash bent his kicking leg, returning to the first step while moving his foot in a circle to grab her attention. "Return to step one. Make sure you're still pointing your knee forward as you lower your leg, then lower it back down to your stance." Then demonstrated like so. "Okay? One, two, three. One, two, three." Like a slideshow, he demonstrated the steps in succession for a few times.

"Got it." Fluttershy nodded,

"Your turn." Flash gestured, "For first times, you won't be able to fully straighten your leg, and you'll feel some pulls on your hamstrings. Maybe some pins and needles in your toes too. Remember, make sure you're balanced on your off-leg before you kick. And don't try to do it slowly. Like the block, it needs to be snappy."

Fluttershy lifted her right knee and began to balance her weight on her left leg. The moment she was confident in her balance, she lashed the lower part forward. True to Flash, she could feel a quick but uncomfortable stretch throughout her lower leg, and indeed that little fizzy P&N feeling.

"You feel it?" Flash asked,

"Yeah." Fluttershy nodded as she kept her knee raised.

"Try a few more. Front kicking is quite common throughout various martial practices. Even used for cardio. Great way to warm up your legs and hamstrings. That way you'll be able to straighten your legs a little more against gravity when you kick." Flash suggested, "Do the same for your other leg too."

Fluttershy sharpened her brows, took a deep breath, and snapped her kick while also maintaining a strong balance. After ten kicks, she swapped to her other leg and performed the same kick ten times. Once it was over and Fluttershy returned to standing on her two legs, Flash was about to say something until the bell for recess rang.

"Welp, that's all the time." Flash grumbled, "Before we go to the club, can you meet me by my locker? I'll see if I can remember how Sir's clap worked."

"Wait..." Fluttershy stopped, "What were you going to say before the bell?"

"You're..." Flash let out a long breath and bowed, "You're a really quick and determined learner compared to new students I see. It's very impressive."

"Thanks," Fluttershy gave a small smile and bowed back, "But what can I say? We're facing something that's definitely not what you and I faced."

"True." Flash agreed as they hurried back into the building. They were unaware, however, that two different parties had been watching their entire training from a secret spot.

"Hmph..." Bon Bon eyed from the bushes.

"Well wasn't that cute?" Nagisa chuckled from the Neighponese classroom window, and Kimura nodded while Yada giggled.

Lunchtime came. All members gathered in the Neighponese classroom the moment they were dismissed from their class. They didn't even stop by their lockers to put their books away. Once again, the club set the desks into a square ring, but without the middle two desks; this was a real fight.

"Fluttershy's looks like she's trained hard for this," Cheerilee noted, with everyone watching her practice front kicks. "And now that I think about it... I've never seen her learn any form of fighting... does she normally fight, Pinkie?"

"Only with magic, and talking to animals!" Pinkie answered, "It's also the first time for me seeing her fight with melee instead of magic!"

"Flash?" Soarin tapped his childhood buddy on his shoulder, "Fluttershy's practising front kicks. Did you teach her?"

"Dunno what you mean..." Flash's voice warbled as he was in the middle of drinking from a water bottle.

"Be honest. Do you think Fluttershy has a chance of winning?" Timber Spruce asked in another conversation,

"If Bon Bon is a secret agent, there's no doubt that she has gone through a lot of training as a fighter." Redheart deduced, "Fluttershy though? None of her hobbies involved fighting or training. She may be outmatched. However, there is Fluttershy's stare. Now that I've learnt more of it, Bon Bon may fall susceptible to her influence unless she fights with her eyes closed. I guess it comes down to who's faster."

"One who fights for the security of Equestria, and the other fights to defend an outsider who has solid evidence that something rotten is happening inside Equestria's borders. Both aim for the same goal, and yet they cannot accept each other's choices and methods. How will this battle unfurl?" Noteworthy spoke to himself as he leaned on the window.

*Tap Tap*

"Huh?" Noteworthy turned around. "Oh... a rabbit and a falcon... you must be Fluttershy's pets. I take it you're here to watch?"

Angel pointed at the window and mimicked a person trying to lift something.

"You want me to lift the window huh? You really are smart if you can communicate. Here..." Noteworthy smiled and opened up the window for the two to have a better view.

"Hey, Flutte-"

Hana interrupted him with a violent hiss.

"Hey." Noteworthy turned back looking disturbed, "I'm just calling your owne--"

Hana hissed again and bent low, ready to pounce and unleash her talons on him. Angel violently shook his head. He pointed at Fluttershy's direction and formed an 'X' with his small arms and paws.

"... You don't want to let her know you're here?" Noteworthy deduced. Angel and Hana nodded simultaneously.

"Okay then..." Noteworthy accepted.

Five minutes after everyone has set up, Bon Bon knocked on the door and Nagisa let her in. Just like yesterday, she had her bitter cold expression and her dull merciless eyes like before. The entire class stood still and silent, with only their eyes watching her move.

"Mr Shiota. Class." Bon Bon greeted without any sense of emotion in her words. "Shall we begin?"

"The ring is yours..." Nagisa answered, showing her the ring. With a nod, Bon Bon slipped through the desks and entered the ring. Fluttershy did the same. As she did so, however, she placed her hands behind her neck and unclipped something. When she brought it back into view, she had a necklet in each hand. Pulling it up, it revealed a yellow gem with pink crystal butterflies hanging on both necklets; the Geode of fauna. Clipping the back ends of the necklets together, Fluttershy pocketed the geode in a pocket hidden in her dress.

"Now, let me reclarify the rules of this fight." Nagisa announced, "No weapons are allowed and it should be blatantly obvious. Do. Not. Kill. Either of you." He glared. "I'd also like to add that harming any spectator, be it the class or the teachers, is a disqualification. Second of all, there are two ways to achieve victory. One, your opponent must be down for three seconds, though you are not allowed to harm them when they are on the ground. Two, your opponent surrenders the match by yelling out that they surrender. Also, no false surrender or perfidy. Once you say surrender, you immediately surrender the match. Is that clear to both of you?"

"Yes." Fluttershy nodded and stood ready for battle; one leg in front, one leg at the back. Bon Bon paused, looked at Fluttershy, then back towards Mr Shiota.

"Yes." Bon Bon nodded and did the same with one leg in front and back. However, she slightly bent her knees, put her fists near her face, and the heel of her back leg lifted a little, having the ball part on the ground.

"Boxing." Big Mac whispered under his breath.

"Oh no..." Flash swallowed,

"Coach Justice, if you'll be the referee." Nagisa gestured.

"Okay." Kimura held out a timer and raised his hand, "When I say go, the battle begins. Ready..."

Bon Bon tensed up, Fluttershy did the same.

"... Go!"

As soon as he swiped his hand down, Bon Bon pushed down on the balls of her back foot and zipped forward. In just two quick steps, Bon Bon was right in front of Fluttershy's chest.

"What!?" Fluttershy blinked,

With her right hand winded back and chambered during the advance, Bon Bon slammed her fist directly onto Fluttershy's stomach.

"Awkk!!!" Fluttershy's eyes widened as she spat out saliva. She took two steps back and fell to her knees. The entire class gasped in horror.

"What was that? That was so fast!" Roseluck exclaimed,

"It was like she teleported!" Soarin gasped. Even Kimura stared blankly at the fight. The moment he said 'go' and threw his hand down, it was only a second did Bon Bon bring Fluttershy down with a single punch.

"She knows her combat skills as a secret agent..." Noteworthy noted,

"Taekwondo vs Boxing." Nagisa analysed to himself, "Or rather someone who's only introduced to Taekwondo versus a Secret Agent who's undoubtedly well experienced in Boxing. Even then, knowing Bon Bon, her main directive is to neutralise her opponents without any hesitation or delay. She's taking it seriously. That being said, Fluttershy could be forced to use 'that'..."

"One!" Kimura counted after snapping back to consciousness.

"She..." Fluttershy thought as she continued coughing while watching Bon Bon briskly trot back to her side, "She's definitely serious. The moment I get up and Coach Justice tells us to go again... she's going to punch me down. I don't know what's worse. The pain, or the shock. Alright then... plan B."

Fluttershy regained the strength in her legs and stood up. Kimura stopped counting and raised his hand once again.

"Ready?" He signalled.

Fluttershy readied her legs and raised her hands, her eyes locked onto Bon Bon. Bon Bon stretched her neck from side to side, returned to her boxing stance, and locked her emotionless gaze right onto Fluttershy's eyes in response.

"Go!" Kimura exclaimed.

Bon Bon pushed down on the balls of her back foot a second time, ready to perform the same move. It was successful in the first round, so she'll be sure to stay the course. After all, what can Fluttershy do when she's barely learned a martial art? Even so, there is no quarter for anyone, not even a classmate of hers.

But just as Kimura said 'Go', Fluttershy's eyebrows pinched together, and her iris and pupils began to grow, warp, and change. Since both opponents had their eyes locked on each other, Bon Bon noticed it, and her back foot suddenly turned heavy.

"Woah!" Bon Bon slipped and stumbled once she launched forward. Completely disorganized, she took more than two steps and slowed down significantly just to keep herself from tripping over. That was more than enough for the glaring Fluttershy to react. Fluttershy crossed her wrists and held it in front of her body. When Bon Bon recovered and tried to aim for Fluttershy's stomach once again, the shy girl rolled her blocking arm out, knocking the Bon Bon's punch to the side. In retaliation, Fluttershy's other arm, chambered to her hip after the block, launched out in the blink of an eye, making a rock-solid blow to Bon Bon's stomach.

"Ghh!" Bon Bon stumbled back, clutching her stomach with one hand. The class gasped once again,

"Wow! Fluttershy! Nice counterattack!" Pinkie cheered,

"You look like a straight-up martial artist!" Cloudchaser complimented,

"Alright Flash." Soarin frowned, "That block definitely has you highlighted all over it!"

"And so it is." Flash smiled,

"Oh my..." Some eavesdropping students chuckled in unison.

But even if the spectators were cheering for her, Fluttershy knew that her attacks would be futile.

"That punch may have blown her back a bit, but it was mostly with shock." Fluttershy thought to herself, "Her body was definitely trained for this. She didn't fall over when getting punched in the stomach unlike me. Even if I learned a lot from Vice-Principal Luna and Flash, I do not have the physical power to back it up. In that case..." She looked to her panting opponent and began approaching her. "I'll just have to make her surrender!"

"Uhh..." Bon Bon grimaced in her mind as she kept an unfazed expression, "What the hell was that!? My foot all of a sudden felt like stone! I've never felt that sort of sensation or pain, at all! Did someone slip any muscle relaxer? No that's not possible... this sudden feeling only happened now. No never mind..." Though hunched over, she could hear her opponents approaching footsteps, "She's coming close. Once she's at least a metre away from me, I need to strike her, and make sure she's still standing!"

*Donk, Donk, Donk*

"She's coming..."

*Donk, Donk, Donk*

"Almost there...!"

*Donk, Donk*

"She stopped... at the right distance!"

"Bon Bon..." Fluttershy started, "I want you to-"

"Yraaah!!!!" Bon Bon yelled in interruption, lifting her upper body, placing a firm leg down, and swung her left fist from the side. At the same time, she also lifted her head, right into Fluttershy's terrifying eyes.

"-surrender." Fluttershy continued.

This time, Bon Bon felt every muscle and nerve within her foot petrified within milliseconds. Then the same happened to her other foot. Then suddenly, the petrification snaked up her legs, its trail leaving the body stone cold. When it fully enveloped her legs, her hips and waist were the next to solidify. Then it swallowed the movement of her pelvis, continuing to rise to her upper torso.

"No...!" Was all Bon Bon could think by the time her entire chest was petrified, to which the feeling began to spill into her arms. But in a turn of fate, Bon Bon's hook made contact with Fluttershy's face before it was completely frozen. That successful contact instantly freed her body from the 'stone'-like sensation.

"Argh!" Fluttershy clutched her face. Bon Bon acted at the opportune moment. She performed a left jab to her opponent's stomach once again, then followed up with a fearsome right cross. The force pierced right through Fluttershy's hands that covered her face and straight into the girl's head, sending her flying over. Fluttershy hit the ground and slid across the ring, stopping with a gentle bump on one of the desk legs.

The class gasped, everyone fell silent. Fluttershy was down, lying on her back.

"I'm sorry, Fluttershy. But don't take this personally." Bon Bon sighed, "I know how serious you and everyone else are on keeping Mr Shiota and this entire club. But I'm serious too; As a part of the CIA, and as someone living in Equestria, I will hunt down anyone who dares threaten our home."

"One!" Kimura started counting, and the spectators starting booing or encouraging Fluttershy to stand back up.

"You think taking in the only person who can deal with a nation-wide threat and interrogating him would save Equestria!? You fucking hypocrite!" Thunderlane cursed,

"We exist too you know..." Yada pouted,

"Come on Fluttershy!" Fleetfoot yelled, "Get up! You can do it!!!"

"I hope you're happy, Bon Bon!" Flitter growled. But amidst all the yelling and encouraging, the entire feeling that Bon Bon felt during that round caused her to sweat. She knew now where this sudden stone-like sensation came from. But, the fact that she knew HOW it happened instilled fear.

"Her eyes..." Bon Bon whispered to herself, "If I only look at her with just a second in her eyes, my body would have been frozen completely! That connection... I really did act faster than her! Had I waited a lot longer... I would have been motionless!"

"Two!" Kimura continued.

The agent's inner conflict and reflection reached the ears and eyes of the Azure-eyed assassin. And boy was he surprised.

"She's panicking." Nagisa analysed, "And I don't think it would take a secret agent like her to know what caused it. What's worse, it will be hard to approach Fluttershy from now on thanks to the stare. But... if Fluttershy doesn't get up, it's over."

"She just needs to stay down until Coach counts to three..." Bon Bon uttered, a single drop of sweat rolled down her face "And then this battle is over!" That little drop fell from her face and landed on the floor with a small 'fwip'. Though it was drowned out by the spectators jeering or cheering.

The little 'fwip' vibrated softly through the air...

Into the ears of the unconscious Fluttershy...

Snapping her wide awake.

Fluttershy raised her arm to the air, just as Kimura was about to utter three.

"What!? No way!!!" Bon Bon jumped, perspiring even more, and quickly took a battle stance again. The gallery went silent as they watched their club member moving once again.

"Urrrrrrgh..." Fluttershy moaned as she used the hand she raised to push herself up.

"Fluttershy!" Pinkie exclaimed, "You're still alive there!?"

Fluttershy's other hand was still covering her face. Once Fluttershy moved it away, she noticed the smudge of thick red liquid upon her palm. Immediately, she placed her fingers to her nose, then below her nostrils. There was something down there. Something thick and gooey. Looking back at her fingers, she found them coated with the same red liquid on her palm. Her eyes widened for a while, then glared at her opponent across the ring. Though Bon Bon may look in perfect condition. Fluttershy could tell that the agent's mind was anything but chaotic, confused, and desperate.

"She's afraid." Fluttershy discerned, "Afraid of my stare... in that case... all I just need to do is to keep my gaze on her." She lowered her arms, stood up straight, and advanced once again.

Bon Bon's hands began to tremble as she saw her opponent trotting forward. She needed to find a way to get around her stare... but how? HOW!?

"Coach Justice?" Fluttershy turned,

"Right..." Kimura nodded, "Ready... Go!"

"It's time to... eh?" Fluttershy was about to unleash her stare once again, that was until she noticed that her opponent remained where she was with her eyes tight shut.

"Huh?" All the spectators went.

"Hmm..." Fluttershy noticed. "A rather interesting tactic to avoid the stare. Close your eyes and stand your ground. To minimise the drawback of losing sight, you need to rely on your ears for any footsteps and your hairs to perceive any change of the wind. That being said... it makes you extremely distracted... and susceptible..."

"So... sir's clap stunner." Flash spoke with Fluttershy in the corner of the Neighponese Classroom just at the start of lunchtime. "If I recall correctly with our discussion on lunchtime that Monday, Sir said it involves making a clapping sound right into one's face... that is before the magic of Equestria influenced it. That being said, I don't think it would stun me if you clapped at my face right now."

"Hmm..." Fluttershy pondered, "What if you're distracted?"

"I think that would work. In a fight, when your attention is on something else instead of your opponent. The lack of awareness should make one more susceptible to a loud clap." Flash analysed, "Even so, I think there's even more for it to work."

"If it's only just to temporarily stun someone, then I can follow it up with the stare." Fluttershy offered,

"Okay then, but just remember. An opponent has all the time they need to hit you if you get close enough to clap." Flash warned, "To distract her, you'll need something to draw her attention."

"... I think I know what can work," Fluttershy answered,

"What is it then?"

"I'm afraid I'll have to keep that a secret." Fluttershy smiled before returning to front kick practice, much to Flash's dismay.

Fluttershy stepped to her left. Bon Bon turned to her right.

Fluttershy made two large steps to her right. Bon Bon turned to her left.

Even with her eyes closed, Bon Bon could still perceive Fluttershy's movement thanks to the floor. Fluttershy took a few tiny steps towards Bon Bon, and the agent tightened the grip on her hands. If Fluttershy got any closer, she knew her opponent would swing forward. Fluttershy could consider tiptoeing... but there was no need of that. Fluttershy had a plan, and she was going to execute it.

Fluttershy jumped to her left, and Bon Bon lashed out with a jab towards Fluttershy's direction. Fluttershy quickly swatted it away. Bon Bon followed up with a high right hook, but Fluttershy ducked under that, strafing to the right.

Without giving up, Bon Bon quickly turned to her left, and swung her fist low, hoping to catch Fluttershy's legs. Anticipating it, Fluttershy slid her legs out of its range and stepped back, rapidly stomping the ground as she did so.

"What is she doing???" Cheerilee exclaimed,

"What is she doing???" The teachers exclaimed,

"What is she doing???" Bon Bon growled, panicking more than ever.

"I may look idiotic..." Fluttershy breathed, "But only because I'm preparing my distraction!"

Within her loud stomping, her hand quickly reached for her secret dress pocket and pulled out the geode of fauna.

"Wait a minute!!! Is she!?" Nagisa gasped.

Stomping back close, Fluttershy continued grabbing Bon Bon's attention and attacks with every step and stomp. A stomp to the left, and a stomp to the right. When it was time, Fluttershy tossed the geode right between the agent's legs, where it landed in the ground with a large 'chink!'

"Rrrah!!!" Bon Bon roared and swung backward in a clothesline attack, only to swing at air. Bon Bon growled, silently cursing at herself for not discovering the one single but fatal trait of her opponent before the battle.

And then she froze. That sound behind her... that wasn't a footstep! That was--!

But just after she turned her head back forward to react or even think about anything else, her head, eyes, and mind, exploded into white. As if a live flash grenade was shoved into each of her ears.

Fluttershy watched as the agent teetered back. With that geode taking her attention, Fluttershy flew forward like a shadow... or rather... like an assassin with the intent to kill... and slammed her hands together as hard and loud as she could right in front of Bon Bon's face. It was only a split second between success and failure when performing the move. But now that it was successful, what was next to follow will ensure Fluttershy her victory. As she readied her second move, the letter from her guardian angel sprang to mind.

To Dear Fluttershy

I hope you have grown a bond with Hana as you did with Angel when you were a child. Then again, Hana is a free bird, as well as a very smart one. As you can probably tell, she can fly between Neighpon and Equestria when I so call her. How can I call her? Well... let's just say I can form strong bonds with animals!

Speaking about myself, I think it is time I should reveal, piece by piece, who I am. I wish I could disclose how and why I am indebted to you and your mother, but I'm afraid that it may bring unwanted strife and grief that may plague your mind. You should live a life that shouldn't embellish you with the anguish suffered as a child. Perhaps I should speak of this in a little tale. That way it wouldn't sound so uncomfortable.

Fluttershy inched closer and placed a leg behind Bon Bon's, tripping her over. The agent fell to the floor, her head hitting the ground first. Fluttershy knew that if her own strength can't harm her, she could always use the environment to her advantage.

In the feudal lands of Neighpon, people sometimes live in peace and harmony, even within times of war. People would normally think that it was the brave men who would devote their lives to defend their homes and land, but little did they know that their true protectors are people that live within the shadows through time. Clans, families, invisible sects that carry out the orders of their Ruler, Emperor, the Shogun, and each other. They go through hell without even a rest granted by heaven, to become the ultimate protectors of their country that they so wished. Of course, the duties of these protectors are considered the darkest of crimes outside the shadows, with their existence, only made known through rumours and hearsay.

There was one family who yielded impeccable warriors unique to their blood. Regardless of gender, members of the family were called equal to powerful and fearsome spirits fueled by vengeance in Neighponese folklore, with their skills and abilities ranging to just that. A deep sense of communication with the animals of the world. A true aim, even within the worst of conditions and obstructions, and even more. But there was one ability that stands among one of their most dangerous. It was referred to in a poem created to lull or scare children to sleep:

From hitting the head on the ground, the agent opened her eyes in an attempt to grasp and understand her surroundings. But all she saw was her opponent bending over, locking eyes. Again, Bon Bon could feel all her senses petrifying. Starting from her feet, then up her legs, her chest, and this time to her arms and shoulders. Every single part of her body save for her mouth and tongue were frozen. As much as the agent tried to cover her eyes, she could not push her eyelids down. Motionless, captured by her stare, the agent could do nothing else to defend herself but scream.

Shield your eyes

"Surrender. Now." Fluttershy commanded with a voice warped and corrupted beyond recognition. "Otherwise..."

beware the black 蝶の目 (eyes of the butterfly)

A surge of darkness enveloped the shy girl, enlarging and transforming her into some pink-coloured humanoid, ironclad in black with claws for fingers, and butterfly wings of pink and black. The figure lunged its claws forward and stopped only a few millimetres away from the agent's eye, and declared...

"You'll experience the very same horror as the man with the tentacles!"

or scream forever

"I surrender!!!" Bon Bon yelled, "I surrender!!!"

"You'd better not use this as an opportunity to strike me!" The figure threatened,

"I won't! I really won't! Please! Just stop!" Bon Bon pleaded,

Hearing her assurance, the creature retracted its claws and began to dissolve, leaving behind the pink-haired girl as its body scattered in the wind. Once every trace of it was gone, Bon Bon regained control of her body. The spectators fell silent, completely speechless at the agent's words.

"T-The match is over!" Kimura announced with a little stutter, "Bon Bon has lost by admitting surrender. The winner is Fluttershy!"

Hearing that the match was over, Fluttershy blinked as if she had returned to reality. She looked down at her opponent, who was gazing back at her with fear and... tears?

"Bon Bon..." Fluttershy gasped, her voice returned to normal. "A-Are you okay? I'm so sorry. Let me help you up..."

"No..." Bon Bon muttered as she teared up and slid away. "Go away... please..."

"Hey. It's okay..." Yada entered the ring and knelt down with her hand out, "Do you want me to take you somewhere peaceful? Nurse Redheart can come along too."

Bon Bon continued muttering or blabbering inaudible words but accepted the teacher's aid with trembling hands. Yada helped her up to her feet and guided her out of the room with Nurse Redheart in tow. The shattered Bon Bon took one last look at her victorious opponent, unfazed by her injuries, and cried once again before Yada closed the door between them.

"Fluttershy..." Nagisa broke the silence, "What... what did you just do?"

"I..." Fluttershy started, "I..."

As for Angel and Hana, who watched from the windows. They nodded at each other with satisfaction and flew away. For they had seen everything.

"Today's tutor club is cancelled." Nagisa announced, "You are free to do whatever you need today. However, no one is to speak of what transpired to the teachers. If you need to tell your closest friends, then make sure they know how to keep a secret."

Sorry about the change to Neighponese. But you know, it wouldn't fit the haiku if I kept it in English. Anyway, this is all I can say for now. If you want to hear more of the story, then please write back! Just tie a letter to Hana's foot, and she'll know to send it to me! Nothing would be more special if we started writing to each other.

With Loving Regards

C.B.B.

P.S. I have a slight feeling that you may be in trouble, so perhaps this letter may help you motivate what you plan to achieve! Oh, and one more motivational message from me. You are a lot stronger than you think, Fluttershy. Even more so than standing alongside friends. Not that I'm telling you to ditch such an important part of life.

"Agent 194, this is HQ. 194, are you okay?"

"Ma'am... my cover has been compromised by the target. And most of the civilian classmates."

"That's not good. But then again, it's not a surprise."

"What do you mean?"

"We went through the CCTV recordings of the warehouse you were captured in yesterday. After checking that there were no signs of tampering, it is clear that what happened in there was not only just a lucky break, but it also contained some extremely important information that you should have reported."

"..."

"Why did you omit the fact that Azure Flyer saved you that night? If you told us that, we would not have issued the order for you to bring him in."

"..."

"Answer me, 194!"

"Had I reported everything, it would complicate matters. His skills and abilities as an assassin warrants immediate action to detain or neutralise him. His history and motives are irrelevant to me. I'm responsible for taking or killing suspects, nothing else."

"Listen here, Agent 194. Azure Flyer knew of your identity as a Secret Agent, and yet he STILL went out of his way to save you despite you tailing him. The EIA isn't made of stone not to acknowledge that he rescued not just you, but even the late agent 102. We looked further into the woman who assisted his exfil in Manehattan, and it turns out that she is an associate of Azure Flyer, working in the same school that you are attending as per your cover. Now, I can wager a guess how your cover has been blown to a few of the students. Do you know?"

"Azure Flyer runs an extracurricular club in the school. The students who are a part of it told them about my identity... and he also told them about his history of being an assassin."

"... You are not wrong, 194, that this would complicate the situation. However, the fact that he and his associates had saved two members of the EIA, and had told his students to withhold your secret identity, is something that we cannot treat with hostility. Plus..."

"What else has come up?"

"Do you remember the A.I. that we mentioned on Monday? Well... it made its presence known again, but this time adding information into our database. Top secret information straight from Neighpon's equivalent of our Intelligence office. It links heavily to the Korosensei incident, which also links to Azure Flyer. Neighpon's priority of ceasing such undocumented and unethical research within the nation has been accepted by all governmental bodies and its Prime Minister."

"I see..."

"It is likely, that Azure Flyer and his associates are here to secretly investigate Equestria because it was our nation that discovered the possibility of neutralising antimatter without allowing it to cause mass destruction. Whilst this may be a breach of privacy within countries, he has done nothing of the sort. Rather, they have protected innocents. In addition to saving both you and 102, they have more than earned the right to be heard without someone taking them in by force."

"... So does that mean I am not to apprehend him anymore?"

"Or bother him either. We'll have someone... less forceful to reach out to Azure Flyer. Your mission is now scrapped due to those circumstances. You are to continue maintaining your cover... or what's left of it. If news really spread across the school, we would have pulled you out. Fortunately, that is not the case. That's an order... understand?"

"... Yes Ma'am."

Week 1 Monday (Prologue): Meet the New Teacher!

Oh... What a magical place... Fluttershy dreamed as she wrote down lyrics upon her exercise book, thinking ever so deeply about what to write for the next line.

"Hmm..." Fluttershy thought hard. "If this is supposed to be based on my own ideas, how should I put it? That being said... With the Twilight of the other world... Why not? I am a pegasus in her world after all!" Laughing, she continued jotting down her poem in quick succession, word after word, with perfect rhyme as she hummed the song to herself.

"Attention Students." An announcement echoed through every classroom and hallway. "This is your principal speaking, the next period will be Assembly, and we have some special announcements to make. Please come well prepared."

Multiple murmurs went throughout the class, rumours and information that may have been leaked from the school board were tossed around. Naturally, this got the teacher irritated that she reminded everyone to keep quiet and focus. Fluttershy on the other hand, was completely unfazed as she continued singing and writing down her poem until the end of the period. The news of assembly completely oblivious to what's in store for her in the next hour or so.

Every student piled up in the school hall together, happily chatting about their times, things in the assembly, or just mere ranting to friends. Fluttershy found her best friends happily milling together and decided to stand with them.

"Hello everyone." Fluttershy calmly greeted, "how are you doing?"

"Mighty fine!" Applejack replied, tipping her hat, "A-Ok in studies, and nothing suspicious!"

"Boring..." Rainbow Dash moaned, "And I'm pretty sure that assembly's going to be the same."

"So uh... Do any of you know what's happening now?" Fluttershy asked,

"Something special I believe," Rarity replied, "did you not remember the announcement?"

"Sorry... I guess I wasn't paying attention." Fluttershy blushed in embarrassment,

"Can't blame you, the assembly isn't really something to be worth noting about." Sunset placed a hand of comfort upon the shy girl's shoulder.

"Do you know anything Twilight?" Rainbow Dash asked,

"Me? I'm not so much into rumours..." Twilight replied, "But... I'm sure there's someone else who does..."

"Me?" Pinkie Pie jumped with joy, "It's my turn to speak yay!!! Anyhoo, I've heard that there's new blood starting here today!"

"Another potential of a friend? Or is it someone who's... Like what happened with the Sirens?" Rarity asked,

"Relax! It's just a normal teacher! Nothing too drastic!" Pinkie Pie replied, "I heard he's from another country, that's all!"

"Another Country? You mean... Not from Equestria?" Rainbow picked up,

"That's exactly right Captain Obvious. Perhaps if you paid attention more in Geography Class, you'd know there are more lands beyond our waters." Rarity grumbled as Rainbow stuck out her tongue in response. As the group continued speaking, Principal Celestia strolled up to the stage and towards the Microphone stand.

"May I have your attention please now?" Celestia spoke, causing everyone to fall silent immediately. "First off, Good Afternoon and welcome to another day at Canterlot High School. Now, there are three different items on the agenda that I'd like to announce today. The first item is regarding the idea involving your academics and welfare in School. I've been reviewing our recent exam results, and it appears that some have been falling behind in grades. Now, whether some are losing focus in class or otherwise, we are beginning to establish various tutoring groups. This will involve sacrificing some time during recess, lunch, or even before and after school. A supervising teacher will observe and assist your knowledge on various subjects. Some may be more proficient than others, but will be given enough material to review for work."

Multiple murmurs went through the student body again. Some were moaning about the pileup of work due to how uninteresting or painful it was or relieved that they will be able to focus more on important studies for catch-up.

"The Second Item at hand," Principal Celestia resumed, "If you have seen the news, there has been an uprising of accidents, injuries and even worse, murders. Hostile activities are not just high in our area, but very much around Equestria. This is a warning of concern to all of you students. Beware of others, make sure to stay in open areas, and especially stay in groups. I encourage you all to walk or drive together to school."

Once again, murmurs spread across the area but in quicker and louder succession. This time, voices of fear rose among the students, worried about their safety, others were sceptic about this entire incident, shaking their heads or laughing at the warnings to the school.

"Settle down please." Celestia announced, "I know it may be a time to panic bu--" Her voice, despite amplified by a microphone, was inaudible for the entire audience to hear. Luna, the Vice-Principal of the School and younger sister of Celestia, walked forward to the edge of the stage and yelled at the bottom of her lungs.

"THOU SHALL STAY SILENT!!!" Luna's voice, though not using all of her strength, crackled and echoed across the room like thunder, booming through the ears of every student and staff member currently attending. Hearing the sharp words of their Vice-Principal, all voices ceased immediately.

"Thank you, Luna." Celestia replied, "I'm sorry to have worried you all during these messages, so that's why I like to end things on a bright note for our third item. Rumours have spread among the students regarding a new member of our brilliant school. Well, let me make it clear to you that the rumours are true. We do have a new member joining our staff, and he is indeed, not from Equestria. Is it okay that you can come up please?" Gesturing to the side of the room, a... man???... Dressed in casual travel-like clothing of a navy blue button shirt, brown pants, and a beige bucket hat adorned with a band of white, a walked up the stairs and on to the podium for all to see. The man took off his hat and revealed his short blue straight hair with bangs, his skin of Lapis Lazuli, and semi-sharp eyes of bright azure. The students gawked at the stature of the man, rather on how his height was up to about less than the shoulders of their big principal, not to mention that he could be as tall as some other male students. Taking a microphone from Luna, the man raised it to his lips and spoke calmly.

"Hello students of Canterlot High, thanks for giving me this introduction. My name is Nagisa Shiota, and I am going to be one of your new teachers. I will be part of the Foreign Languages department and will be teaching a new subject for the school: Neighponese. That being said, I am going to also be a mixed teacher and will be at least be a substitute for the general level of subjects such as Maths or English. Once again, thank you for welcoming me, and I hope to see you in my class." The man's voice and eyes-closed smile were distinct, light and... Effeminate. It radiates calmness throughout the room, as everyone was drawn to the mysteriousness of the foreign stranger.

"Once again, please give a warm welcome to Mr Shiota." Celestia gestured, causing everyone to give a round of applause, Nagisa bowed like an actor or a thespian, moving his hat around for greater emphasis. With that, he strolled back off the podium, his hat placed on his chest.

Lunch rolled in, and everyone was busy at the canteen tucking into the most vital time of every human: lunchtime. As people were eating, discussion among friends and cliques were all about the three topics announced today. The tutorship establishment to address the grade and mark drops, the dangers around Equestria, and the new Neighponese teacher known as Nagisa Shiota.

"Dang..." Rainbow shrugged as she fiddled with her food, "this Nagisa guy. He's... I don't know how to describe him. He looks cool yet weird at the same time. What's with his height? And why do I get the feeling that I'm looking at a... Girl?"

"He looks sweet!" Pinkie joked,

"What do you think Fluttershy?" Rarity asked, "think he'll be an alright teacher? Since you've been so critical and all!" As a response, the shy girl stared at her plate of spaghetti, her face in blank pain and fear.

"Fluttershy?" Twilight waved at her face, the girl still eyeing her food in cold, bewildered silence.

"Flutters!" Rainbow snapped, breaking the Pink-haired girl's trance with a sudden jump.

"Oh... Sorry... I was just... Troubled..." Fluttershy replied,

"What about?" Applejack asked,

"All this hostile activity, not to mention studies... There's... There's so much to take in..."

"What, you actually believe the warnings and these activities happening here? Hah! It's still a rare thing! Who's got time for us?"

"After all, we're always mostly together, there's nothing that we can't handle!" Pinkie Pie added,

"As for our studies, you can say we're getting along swimmingly," Twilight changed to the second worry, "I've made sure to keep my grades afloat, and our previous assignments were around the A-B range! That is, everyone except Rainbow Dash."

"Hey! I've got some brains too you know!" Rainbow reeled from the mockery in anger.

"In the field that is," Applejack laughed, "you'll never be a good sportsman if you don't get the proper grades for basic fundamentals!"

"Oh shut it you!" Rainbow snapped back, causing the rest of the friends to laugh, even Fluttershy released a small chuckle.

"I understand. In that case, I've got to go to the animal shelter quickly, there are some things I need taking care of!"

"That time already?" Sunset checked the clock. "I guess you've got to do what you got to do. See you after lunch Fluttershy!"

"Bye!" The farewell of friends echoed through Fluttershy's eye as she dumped her lunch tray and hurried out the canteen, the early attention of the animal shelter was nothing but a ruse just for the girl to make a grasp of her feelings.

Fluttershy stared at a giant group of hamsters, fenced in by glass, within a small room that served as CHS' animal shelter. With what's been going on, these accidents and incidents have placed a giant amount of stress, worry and pain upon the girl of kindness. Her face was contorted in turmoil and pain, her mind was scrambled to allow her to have any hope or idea of what she could do. She was a girl that detested violence, but to think there is a recurring danger going around near her home, her school, and her friends both human and animal; Such actions, unlike previous school events, are too far and too dangerous for her to pay no attention to. She knows she and her friends can do something about it, but if she did, then it will call upon so much attention. With that, she was plunged into the line between fear and retaliation.

"There's must be something I can do..." Fluttershy clenched her fist, "there's something I MUST do! Death is not something to be taken lightly on all fronts in the world. But how can I prevent it? Without using something that everyone can easily see?" As if it has happened in another lifetime, something wild and angry started to accumulate inside her soul; her kindness slowly warped into wrath. It continued building until an orange hand was firmly placed on her shoulder.

"Fluttershy." A male voice echoed behind her, unknowingly stopping her building rage and reminding her that she was still in a public space,

"Huh? Oh, Flash..." Fluttershy spoke, "wh-what are you doing here?"

"Me? I just came here to relax, ponder and reflect." Flash answered, crouching down to the hamster's level, gazing over the glass fence. "You never really know what you see in an animal, perhaps they live a far better and simpler life than us humans what with being our own worst enemy."

"I never pictured you to be quite the philosopher Flash."

"Quite the compliment, but I'm not that guy who will reject other texts of morals and virtues for their own. Why must you argue when all are truly important and meaningful in their own way?"

"I don't know Flash. I don't know... I don't think a debate is a pleasant thing either."

"So you're here to usually take care of the animals huh?" Flash stood up, ready to leave "well, I won't be bothering you."

"Flash." Fluttershy spoke in a different tone, "you don't feel like... yourself today. In fact, I've never seen you being so reflective and deep before. Are you alright?"

"We perceive and feel different things. And for one, I'm worried about what my life is yet to come in here. You know the recent drop in grades that Principal Celestia was talking about right? Well, you're looking at one of the perpetrators."

"Wha? But how?" Fluttershy replied,

"I guess actual academics aren't focused entirely on the times this school has been looked at. But regardless, my grades have been dropping, and the actual problem? It's not because I'm putting in enough study... It seems like someone doesn't want me to pass at all." Flash clenched his fists, his eyes arched in anger, "I may just be another soul living in this Goddess-Forsaken world, given the opportunity to taste some magical events in life, and only to be harassed or jeered by it! I swear, once I get out of this school, I'll... I'll!"

"Flash?" Fluttershy firmly put her hand on Flash, snapping him out of his rage,

"Fluttershy? Did you see everything?" He turned around in fear of an unforgivable act, "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have blown my top."

Fluttershy replied "I understand. After all... You aren't the only one who feels anger. I too, came here to reflect..." Fluttershy clenched her fists, her tone rising in anger and volume "I'm here to reflect on how cruel this world is. No place is safe, no place is peaceful to carry out the important things in our life, and as you said, people are cruel, mean, evil..." Veins and arteries started to palpate on her body, "I'm sure there are things that are worse than what you feel right now. The times regarding Sunset, the Dazzlings, The Friendship Games, and the camp! All these things, we had to go through pure trust and friendship to avoid something worse than death, and the world just dusts it off!" With all the anger swelling inside her body, Fluttershy angrily stomped her foot. This was enough to cause the glass fences of the hamster field cage to wobble uncontrollably... Resulting in an improperly bolted fence to fall flat.

"Uh... Fluttershy?" Flash pointed to the toppled glass fence. The hamsters within widened their glistening eyes; their chance of freedom is at hand!

"Uh oh!" Fluttershy gulped as the hamsters instantly began scurrying out of their broken fence, and straight towards the door.

"Surely they will have problems opening the door," Flash remarked, just as one hamster was catapulted up into the door handle, using his weight to push it down and allowing the rest of the hamsters to push the door and escape.

"Never underestimate them..." Fluttershy patted Flash's shoulder, his jaw opened with disbelief at the opened door.

Screams of terror echoed throughout the school, students crying the words of 'rats' and 'beasts' at the horde of hamsters skittering through the halls. Flash and Fluttershy trailed behind in hot pursuit, eager to stop the situation before it gets out of hand.

"Keep on chasing them!" Flash spoke, "I'll try and cut them off!"

"Got it!" Fluttershy nodded as Flash darted off in a separate direction, the detached glass fence in hand. As Fluttershy continued rushing forward, the multitude of horrified screams from the girls and boys rang through her ears, making the shy girl feel all the more guilty. Following the trail, the group of hamsters rushed into a random classroom followed by the sounds of destruction, shattering and toppling within the room. Fluttershy paused in fear as what was to come while Flash came soon after and placed the glass fence outside the door; A guaranteed blockade to corner them in.

"Fluttershy?" Flash turned to the petrified girl,

"I... I think we may be too late..." Fluttershy stammered, her trembling finger pointing into the invaded classroom. The two (along with other curious students) peeked into the classroom to see a pile of hamsters, papers and other possessions standing triumphantly over a teacher buried under their numbers.

"Well now..." The teacher groaned, eyes rolling in surprise and fatigue, "there's something you don't see every day..."

Fluttershy stood in the Vice-Principal's Office, feeling ever so guilty and fearful about what has happened. Flash was there with her as a witness, but regardless of his claims and pleas for leniency, the Vice-Principal wasn't very happy.

"Fluttershy, even if you acted against your intended emotions, you are still responsible for this incident. There's no backing out on this, you have done the crime, and so you must answer to them... Alone." Luna spoke,

"I-I understand Vice-Principal..." Fluttershy gulped, "I promise to keep myself in check next time."

"Very well," Luna crossed her arms, "in order to fulfil that promise, We have decided your punishment. As what you failed to prevent did not cause any major damage to the school, your punishment will be lenient. You will be cleaning up the damage you have done, as well as assist a teacher for a week. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Madam." Fluttershy desperately nodded, hoping that the fear and embarrassment will end. "But uh... Who will I be assisting?"

"The teacher that you have given quite a fright with the animals. We believe you should have known about him today. He has been introduced during assembly after all." Luna answered. A few knocks on the door can be heard.

"Please come in," Luna commanded, and in came the specified teacher. Fluttershy gulped at the sight of the blue-hair, navy-coloured, azure-eyed teacher from Neighpon.

"You called me Vice-Principal?" The teacher asked,

"Yes. May We introduce you to your temporary helper?" Luna bowed in response, gesturing a hand towards Fluttershy. "This is Fluttershy, she'll be helping you until the next week, starting straight after-school with your classroom."

"In that case..." Nagisa turned to face the Pink-Haired Girl, her legs quivering and shaking in fear, embarrassment and a whole mess of other anxious emotions. "It's nice to meet you personally. I'm Mr Shiota--"

"I-I-I-I-I'm sorry!!!" Fluttershy wailed,

Week 3 Monday: Justice and Infiltration

*ring ring* A palomino-coloured woman with light purple eyes, shiny brown and chestnut hair that sported the combination of long streaks as well as a ponytail tied with a red hair tie, and a notable-sized chest, pulled out her ringing phone, and answered the call.

”もしもし (Hello)”

"Calling you from the Hospital. Ready to start your first day?"

”渚君！おはよう！(Nagisa-kun! Good Morning!)”

"Good morning to you too, got some important things to bring up before you meet the club. Remember why I called you here so early once you and Justice said you were good to go?"

”はい？(Yes?)”

"The perpetrator of the reason escaped prison yesterday. Revenge is possibly on the top of his mind."

”そうですか。じゃ、あなたは私に何おして欲しいの？(Is that so. Well, what do you want me to do?)”

"Treat the students, class and club, like Korosensei treated us, or Professor Bitch if you want, at your judgement. For the club, however, they know as much as we do regarding that man, so they'll probably ask you to teach them to start wielding the knives and firearms. They're smart enough to be aware of their surroundings, so let them. They'll be responsible, at least five of them, not so sure about the other five."

”わかった。楽しんで！(I got it. Enjoy!)”

"I will try to. Recovery is definitely going well! One more thing."

”なに？(What?)”

"Limit the Neighponese to class and speak English to others. Practise with me right now, by talking in English."

”でも... (But...)”

"No buts, do it."

”やれやれ... (Yare Yare...)”

"Yada!"

"Okay okay! I'm speaking English now. Happy?"

"Pretty much. I assure you, the students will warm up to you, in more ways than one... Tell me all about it later?"

"Will do! Catch you later!" Yada answered as she ended the call.

"So this is Canterlot High School. Quite a cheerful place!" She looked towards the school, a wide and cheerful smile appeared on her face.

"Yada!" A man followed from behind. He was a man with black eyes, deep emerald colour, and dark brownish-green hair styled in a way that it looked like the top half of a very spiky onion.

"Ah, glad you managed to keep up Masayoshi!" Yada laughed,

"That's easy for you to say, I'm not the guy who's managed to get a job in Equestria yet," Kimura replied,

"Now, now..." Yada chuckled, "you've already got an important job being a part of Neighpon's special forces, you don't need to moonlight a job in a foreign country!"

"You gotta thank Mr Karasuma for that." Kimura chuckled, "with all the experiences that we've been through, he was able to properly show the force to my full extent, and that's how I got catapulted there!"

"You can relax, your police skills won't come into the plan... Yet..." Yada replied, "now, let's go meet the Principal!"

"You meet the Principal." Kimura corrected, "I've got to find the reception office of this school first."

Yada sighed. This is going to be a tricky day...

Another new week, another new assembly. Celestia trotted up to the podium to give this week's announcements.

"Good Morning Students, I hope no one's having problems with school life? If you encounter any kind of problems, don't hesitate to ask a teacher. You won't lose any reputation, and no one will think any less of you if you do. We all encounter trouble and pain, though the causes may be different, the fact that we suffer from them is important. By all means, to excel in studies involves both an open mind and high spirits."

Multiple murmurs of mixed messages filled the hall.

"Hey, what do you think is going on with Principal Celestia today?"

"Finally! About time the Principal actually shows concern for us!"

"Pfft, as we care!"

"Anyways," Celestia continued, easily able to interpret the comments, "Here's the second item. As you know by now, our newest Neighponese teacher of the Languages department was caught up in an accident two weeks ago. We're glad to tell you that he is recovering well and that there is a very substitute teacher for him, starting today. She wishes not to show her face, so you'll be bound to meet her in class." Once again, the hall was awash with sounds and inaudible conversations, though Celestia can pick up a few once again.

"Ooh! You think she'll just be as short as Mr Shiota?"

"Seriously!? They should drop the pathetic language of a pathetic country."

"Hey, at least Mr Shiota's way better than Mr Ramon from Spanish Class! I'd rather learn Neighponese over Spanish if he's going Viva Mehicolt and all that ridiculousness!"

"Anyways, that also includes the member of the Special Tutorship Club, she'll also be your temporary supervisor as Mr Shiota had notified." Celestia continued,

"And I will also remind you, that the inter-club contest is right next week, so applications are now open and will close at the end of Friday. I have heard various club supervisors said that the club is in. Currently, we have the Science Club, Music Club, Choir Club and the Special Tutorship Club! Looks like we've got some promising entries!!! Anyway, thanks for the assembly, and the best of your studies as usual!"

The time has come for the Neighponese class to begin, and Fluttershy, Rainbow and Soarin were the first ones to come early.

"Can't believe that you'd get excited about a Neighponese teacher." Rainbow blankly looked at her buddies,

"Well, why not? She's a woman, right Fluttershy?" Soarin replied,

"Right!" Fluttershy smiled, then realised what she said, "I mean uh, going by the fact that a lot of people find female teachers to be more easy-going, and I'm NOT trying to say--"

"I know what you mean." Soarin sighed, "this whole gender debacle is driving me to suicide."

"Well, it wouldn't really matter huh?" Rainbow decided to play along "I mean Mr Shiota looked like a girl, so he's an easy-going person as well?"

"He is!" Fluttershy agreed, "as long as you're easy-going on him too, otherwise--"

"Let's not pull up any bad memories okay?" Rainbow grumbled,

"Why don't we just go in now?" Soarin asked as he opened the door, "the quicker we sit down, the more ready we are to greet her."

More people began to pile on into the class before the school bell rang again to officially start the next period of lessons. That being said, the sign of an opening door still hasn't occurred yet.

"Speaking of which," Rainbow asked, "have you seen who our new teacher is? What she looks like?"

"Not at all..." Fluttershy answered, "I haven't seen a picture of who she is."

A few seconds later, the brown pony-tailed woman poked her head in, with the entire class staring right back at her face.

"Excuse me, is this the Neighponese Class?" The woman politely asked,

"I believe so," Fluttershy answered,

"I see!" The woman walked in with a smile in all of her glamour, style and glory. The class' eyes widened at the stature of the new teacher, the ponytail, the light purple eyes, and especially her body. The boys in the class were drawn to the latter.

"Wow..." Soarin whispered, his face turning red.

"おはようございます皆さんわたちは矢田桃花 (Good Morning Everyone, my name is Tōka Yada)." Yada introduced herself, "You may also call me Yada-Sensei or Ms Yada, or even my first name for that matter! And yes, I'll be your substitute teacher for Neighponese!"

"What about Spanish?" A smart-ass student smirked, "Sounds pretty biased if there's a substitute for Neighponese only!"

"Sí, sí Señor (Yes yes mister)." Yada answered in Spanish, "¡Yo puedo hablar español amigo! (I can speak Spanish too friend!)" The sudden change in language left the student shocked.

"Get roasted!" Rainbow blurted out loudly, and the class laughed.

"Whilst I may be Neighponese, my previous position in the business world has granted me the benefits of learning various languages when dealing with foreign partners. I can speak Prench, Germaren, Rushian, Coltugese, Balehasa Marelaysia, Coltrean, Herbian, quite a lot. I also have a teacher from Herbia who's also involved with foreign countries, so she helped immensely too! You might as well call me the substitute teacher for any foreign language department. You might even see me as your sub if Mr Ramon's away!"

"Wow..." Fluttershy gasped, "what an amazing woman!"

"だから (So), I'd like all of you Kinder (Children) to give me your full attention when I'm around. Aut (Or else)... Let's say a 女人 (woman) of my calibre is someone not to be messed with... Even more so than your main teacher's beloved gaze."

She tilted her head down, the shadow of her hair covering her eyes as she pulled a gaze which everyone gulped in fear, what could be more fearful than the Killer's Gaze?

"... Разумем? (Understand?)"

"P-Разумем!" The smart-ass student yelled back,

"Gut!!! (Good!!!)" Yada smiled, "Now, I will be continuing on what Mr Shiota left off. If you have any problems, do let me know!" She instructed with an eye wink, causing all the men to blush and get excited.

"Fluttershy???" Soarin whispered, "Not that I don't mind, but is she a teacher? Or a slut?"

"Soarin!" Fluttershy growled, "Surely you have a better way to describe her better?"

"Oi!" Yada snapped, "No small-talk when I'm speaking!"

"Sorry!" Fluttershy spun around in shock,

"Oh..." Yada walked over to the Shy girl, "You must be Fluttershy Ja? Nagisa has spoken plenty about you,"

"Y-Yes." Fluttershy sheepishly nodded, "Nice to meet you. Are you also going to be taking the Special Tutorship Club?"

"Mais Oui!" Yada nodded as she tilted her head even closer with a sly smile, "And I know what you and the club want, but that will have to come later."

"I-I understand Ms Yada." Fluttershy gulped, her shyness kicking up as she feels her personal space is invaded,

"Hmm..." Yada widened her grin, "... You smell nice."

"Ms Yada!" Fluttershy jumped in shock, "what are you doing?"

"Oops," Yada innocently hummed, scratching her head in her 'clumsiness' while shaking her body from side to side, her eyes darting around to act 'innocent', "Did I do it again? My apologies, it seems my former teacher's negative influence has rubbed off on me!"

"We're doomed." Soarin gulped,

"We're doomed!" Thunderlane yelled in horror, heavily breathing in the Neighponese classroom/club room during lunchtime.

"Calm down! Take deep breaths." Nurse Redheart instructed, "you're going to be okay,"

"I don't understand. Has Ms Yada seen the regulations regarding student-teacher contact?" Roseluck asked,

"I doubt that she cares. The thing is though, no one's actually calling her out on it. You think they're too scared?" Redheart continued,

"More like they're too bewitched to do that, Goddessdammit men."

"We heard the news on the Message Board." Fluttershy and the rest of the club rushed into the room. "Are you alright Thunderlane?"

"What transpired?" Flash asked,

"Thunderlane's usual smartassery was what transpired." Roseluck answered, "But he, as with all of us, didn't know his punishment was getting Prench-Kissed by Ms Yada! She also said something about nailing 50 hits on him?"

"Forget I asked." Flash gulped,

"Same," Big Mac shrugged,

"Also Redheart, welcome to the Special Tutorship Club!" Fluttershy reminded,

"Yes, thank you for the welcome." Redheart nodded in thanks, "Now, Thunderlane. Are you sure you're alright?"

"You think a woman grabbing you by the face, and forcibly kissing you right on the lips is something that you can get over? Everything I thought about kissing a girl on the lips is a lie..."

"I think he's traumatized." Cloudchaser inspected, "The Neighponese teachers sure do have a knack for traumatising students in their own non-harassing way."

"You think we should drop him at the hospital?" Flitter asked,

"I'm not that traumatized!" Thunderlane objected, "I'm just exaggerating dude!"

"I doubt that." Fluttershy chuckled, "If anything, you are almost like what happened to Rainbow once she received that 'Killer's Gaze' from Sensei. Stared straight into her soul."

"So Ms Yada violated the whole of Thunderlane's soul?" Soarin gasped, "Ladies and Gentleman! Behold, we have a first male victim of sexual harassment by females!" He boomed theatrically.

"Ha," Thunderlane sarcastically laughed, "Just leave me in peace. I don't want to see that Bitch again."

"Thunderlane!" Flitter gasped, "that's not very nice to the new teacher!!!"

"On the other hand," A voice came from the entrance, "I actually don't mind!" Thunderlane tensed up in shock and fear while the rest of the class turned to see the Palomino bright purple-eyed lady poke her head into the class once again.

"Ms Yada!" Roseluck exclaimed, "How long have you been listening?"

"Long enough!" Yada smiled,

"You Bitch!" Thunderlane growled,

"Oh please," Yada blushed once again at the sounds, "Continue calling me a bitch! It's an honour to be called the title I've always called my teacher!"

"Hold up," Big Mac stopped, "ya callin' Korosensei a bitch?"

"No no!" Yada shook her head, "he's more of a pervert instead. I'm referring to another, Irina Jelavić. She's our former linguistics teacher and a really fine woman! Because of the similarities of her name, as well as her unpleasant and 'thirsty' behaviour, we ended up calling her Professor Bitch!"

"You mean she also does the kissing thing?" Thunderlane asked,

"Yep!" Yada nodded, "and she also likes to motorboat others if you know what I mean... I can actually do it too!" She leaned forward, her momentum causing her melons to jiggle, "Care to try?"

"Grr!!!" Fleetfoot growled to herself, "How the hell are her boobs this big!? It's even bigger than Fluttershy's!!!"

"Hell no!" Thunderlane refused, pushing him and his chair back, "there's no way you're teach's replacement!"

"Well, you are half right," Yada agreed, dropping her seductive act, "I'm also a businesswoman aside from a substitute teacher, same as Professor Bitch. She was a dangerous assassin who killed many targets with her talents before she became our English teacher."

"What, being a bitch?" Thunderlane asked,

"Is it not that obvious?" Yada arched her eyebrow,

"Unbelievable." Thunderlane raised his arms in disgust,

"Anything can be used as a weapon for an assassin, as long as you prepare and plan to make sure it's used as a weapon." Yada explained, "Heard that before?"

"I think Mr Shiota said something about having any tool can be dangerous in the most dangerous of hands," Fleetfoot answered,

"Oh yeah, that reminds me Ms Yada. I'm not sure if you know, but there's been an attack on CHS students two weeks ago, and--"

"The person responsible for it has escaped, and now you want to learn combat once again if he comes around and fights?"

"What?" The students who did not hear the news (Big Macintosh and Roseluck) gasped in shock,

"Yeah," Fluttershy nodded, "So if possible, can you teach us?"

"Sorry dears, I'm afraid that I'm not well versed in firearms or self-combat as Nagisa is, infiltration is my speciality. However, that doesn't mean you won't be learning, I've got another person who'd be just as great!"

"Another classmate of Mr Shiota?" Fleetfoot asked,

"Yep, and you want to know something sweet? He's part of Neighpon's Special Assault Team!"

"Neighponese equivalent to a SWAT team?" Flash asked,

"Correct!" Yada winked, "and he's the other form of backup and will also be tutoring you on such stuff! As long as he gets here in time, he's not that intelligent. Sucks to be him..."

"Oh, are you guys somewhat in a relationship?"

"No no no!" Yada laughed, "Since we're the first two who decided to assist Nagisa on the double in Equestria, we just decided to be colleagues and partners like old schoolmates would!"

"Tōka?" A voice followed by a knock on the door appeared, "Is this the right class?"

"Speak of the devil!" Yada replied, "yes Masayoshi, come in."

"Phew!" The deep-emerald man stumbled in, and out of breath. "This school is a doozy! It's complex compared to Kunugigaoka. Anyway, I managed to buy some lunch for both of us."

"It really shouldn't take you that much energy though." Yada remarked, "It looks like you've sprinted through an entire marathon!"

"I ran back home to pick something up for you." Kimura placed a set of files onto the desk, "Since you're likely to be staying here after school hours, I thought you might be able to pass some free time by finishing the details regarding our housing."

"Aww, I never thought about that! That's so sweet of you." Yada smiled in thanks. Turning back to the class, many smirks, grins, and arched eyebrows stared back at the two adults. Yada realised what she had said out loud, and Kimura was quick to pick up on what was going on.

"Nope!" Kimura defended, his cheeks beginning to blush "There's nothing between me and her!"

"Sure..." The club members responded in unison, then began looking at each other, demanding an explanation of this unified response. Was that expression so easy for all to understand and make almost the same answer?

"So uh..." Kimura introduced, "My name is Masayoshi Kimura, but with lots of parental intention on my Neighponese name, I'm more commonly known now as Justice Kimura. So yeah, you may call me Mr Kimura or Mr Justice if you'd like!"

"Anyway!" Yada interrupted, "It's your beloved Mr Shiota that called me regarding your concerns about that man, so I'm well aware of wanting to learn the tricks of the knife and gun. While we're doing that, I've also received the information regarding your Contest next week. I know just the thing that will do! Something dramatic... Something realistic... Something oriental!"

"Really?" Fluttershy asked,

"Gotta give thanks to Mimura and Hazama. They taught me a lot regarding theatrics, movies and histories. But it's going to involve martial combat acting for two students. Think you can handle it?"

"He can!" The students excepting one replied, with all their fingers pointing to the one who didn't speak: The Blue Spiky-haired boy.

"Woah!" Flash raised his hands up in surrender, "what makes you think I'm more of a fighter? If anything, Thunderlane or Big Mac would be much more of a good idea!"

"Well, I'm not sure how I can describe this for you to understand," Fleetfoot replied, "but your personality just makes you scream loyal and devoted soldier!"

"He certainly does." Fluttershy agreed, "You've also got a family history in the Military."

"Aww..." Flash sighed,

"But ya nailed something Flash, Ah'm quite a fighter mah self." Big Mac added, "so Ah'll be the second fighter. Tell you the truth, it's mah idea fer the contest! What better than a duel?"

"Then it's decided. The showdown will be the main climax for our presentation. Now fitting the rest of you guys will not be hard. Any small skit or act is great!" Yada answered, "Lucky for you, I happen to attain a few clothes, authentic and genuine if I must add too!"

"Sounds like we've got all the equipment necessary. Now all that's left is planning!" Fleetfoot exclaimed,

"Then," Fluttershy asked, "is there anything we should give you?"

"Hmm..." Yada replied, "Tell you what. For the rest of the week, I'll let you guys work hard for the contest as well as training in assassina-I mean self-defence skills! The Special Tutorship Club will dedicate it all to that! Sound good?"

"Depends on your catch," Redheart replied,

"At home and in your free time, I want you to prepare for a practice exam on Friday lunchtime. And I'm going to be picking it! Is that okay?"

"Deal." The club nodded, then looked at each other with questionable looks again.

"Fantastico!" Yada clasped her hands, "Your practice test will be English!"

"Aww..." The Club sighed,

"Now now you guys," Yada comforted, "don't worry about it! Let's prepare for a contest and a fight! Now..." Yada pulls out a set of clothes, "who wants to try on a Kimono?"

Fluttershy stood up the instant the new teacher finished her sentence, and raised her hand with exciting and desperate delight, eager to try on the clothes she looked into yesterday. At the same time, however, Flitter, Cloudchaser, Fleetfoot and Nurse Redheart stood and raised their hands with almost the same amount of excitement.

"I do!" The mentioned girls yelped in unison, then stopped at the sound of unison once more.

"Ehhhhhhhh!?!?!?!?!?" The girls stared at each other with hostile glares of rivalry.

"You girls want to talk it out?" Roseluck, the only one who didn't stand up, suggested.

"Okay then!" Cloudchaser volunteered. "The kimono is known to bring out the best of anyone! What better than wearing contradicting attitudes for great balance?"

"Oh please!" Flitter laughed, "you're too rough for it. Giving you the Kimono is going to be a waste! And now that I think about it..." She turned to Fleetfoot, "you wouldn't fit in either. The only girls that would work well in the Kimono are Fluttershy, Redheart, and I!"

"Excuse me!?" Fleetfoot growled, "for the record, I'm the one who started this idea of joining the contest! I was the one that wanted the club to join in so I get first dibs!"

"But going by that logic," Roseluck chimed in, "Fluttershy was the one who came up with the idea of a Neighponese demonstration, and she was the one who looked through it all."

"H-Hey!" Redheart jumped in, "what about me!? I never got to have my say!"

"You know what? The use of words is getting too stupid, ridiculous and out of hand. I have a better idea." Yada moaned,

"Ms Yada?" Soarin overheard,

"Here's your first self-defence practice today ladies. I want each of you to battle each other for the Kimono! If any of you manage to hold down your opponents for 3 seconds, the kimono is yours!"

"Y-You're going to fight?" Fluttershy gulped as her conscience sprang back, "I-I don't think it's actually worth fighting for--"

"Oh, it's on!" Cloudchaser grinned, poised in a boxing stance, "I'll take you all!"

"Hah!" Flitter laughed as she took on a mock kung-fu stance "I've always wanted to fight you!"

"You two will have no chance of besting me." Redheart rubbed her hands together, "I know every weakness of the body!"

"For once," Fleetfoot smiled as she readied herself to run, "I actually like that idea Ms Melons for Chests!"

"Wait, what!?" Fluttershy jumped at that remark,

"We're doomed..." Roseluck and the boys (including Kimura) sighed in unison as Yada gave the signal to fight.

What happened next was quite brutal, loud and uncomfortable for the audience as four ex-sensible girls tore and punched at each other for the honours of wearing that Kimono. It would cause quite a school problem and big trouble for Yada if any outsiders heard what was going on. Good thing the classroom was soundproof and tinted from the outside.

At an internet cafe, a hooded man uncomfortably made his way to an empty computer and logged in with trembling hands. With his shaking figure, he searched up some news articles regarding the attack upon students. Anxiously scrolling through the articles, he found it. The article regarding the arrest of the psychopath, and the name of his last victim before he was apprehended and taken down by the police, one Nagisa Shiota, a Neighponese Teacher of Canterlot High School.

The hooded man growled. This wasn't the entire truth. The criminal was unbeatable, not even the police can take him down, but to think that this fearsome fighter was outsmarted, utterly defeated...

By this stump of a man and his gazelles!

With another growl, he opened a new tab and searched the name Nagisa Shiota. Little was known about him as a majority of people in the world, but that doesn't mean he's completely safe. Rambling, he entered Facetome, and it was pleasant to see that his account was not forcibly deactivated. Once more, he searched Nagisa Shiota, and there it was. That blue-haired man with azure eyes, smiling cheesily with what seems to be older friends. Looking further, he found the locale of his teaching occupation: Canterlot High School.

The hooded man grinned once again, his finger twitching uncontrollably once more, the lion demands compensation. And he will come out victorious!!

Week 5 Wednesday: Burned into the mind (T. Lane)

Thunderlane's POV (Prepare for plenty of curse bombs!!!)

Yuck!!! What the fuck is with that smell!? Smells like there's a fire around here!

"Thunderlane?" That's my damn mom.

"What the fuck is it mom?"

"There is no time for bad language!" She rushed in, tugging Rumble by the wrist, who was sleepy as I am. "There's a fire!"

"Are you serious?" As I gained control of my senses, I noticed my room glowing a faint orange, and some unknown light getting into my eyes from behind mum.

"Did you finally set the stove on fire???" I smirked,

"I'd pay you not to crack any more jokes!" A fierce voice commanded as my monster of a dad barged into the room. "It's one of our neighbours!"

The moment he said 'neighbours', something grim hit me hard in the ass. Oh no... I hope it's not-- I quickly jumped out of bed and pushed past my family,

"Hey!" Dad yelled, "where are you going!?" I don't have time to reply. If there's a fire around my area, I know one other mofo that could be in trouble!

I slipped on my glove-like socks and shoes, and hopped out of the window and onto the roofs, ignoring any of my parents' pleas and commands to come back to safety. Screw that! This is someone I care about!

The fire was 2 streets away from my house, and I'm able to jump over the various alleyways and neighbouring blocks as shortcuts to the destination. Holy shit, desperation really pushes your limits.

There I saw it. Just right across the street from the building I decided to stop on, was a bright and intense fire covering the entire window and obscuring the view of the interior. My senses were overwhelmed by that uncontrollable blaze. Its heat was tickling the hairs on my skin, its bright lights of red and orange tires and exhausts my eyes, the noxious gas and smoke spewing from the tips of the flaming tongues grasped the wind as hard as it could just so it can invade my nostrils and lungs. It was too much.

But my ears were attracted by something else. Overpowering the burning fire, were the voices of people down below, not to mention the insufferable and annoying sirens coming from the ever familiar red fire truck. I really just wanted to breakthrough and hope that Mr Shiota was still in there, but there's was no fucking way I could have entered, and to be honest, I still wanna live. So I decided to hope that Mr Shiota was still alive, with my only help being a prayer to him and to any of the Goddesses listening.

I ran down the external fire-stairs of that building and slipped into the crowd, with a need to hear what had transpired here.

"Excuse me?" I asked a random passerby, "what happened here?"

"I'm just as clueless as you are," the person answered, "sorry."

Alright then, how about a fireman?

"Excuse me?" I called to one of the firemen who seemed to be observing the fire rather than doing the heavy-lifting, "do you know whose house that is?"

"Not exactly." The fireman replied, "but you're better off talking with the neighbours." He pointed at a group, "they're the ones who called us here."

Thanking him, I ran towards the targeted group and asked them what the hell happened here. Such as what happened, and who was the person in the apartment.

"Why should I tell you?" One of the neighbours spoke.

"Because one of them is someone I know dearly," I rasped, "And I hope he's here and alive dammit!"

"I'll tell you either way," another neighbour who seemed to be trusting agreed, "we were woken up by the fire alarms blaring through the apartment complex, so we all went through the procedure of evacuation. For me, the fire was pretty close to where I lived, and I had to crawl under the smoke, but as I tried to get out of there, I could easily remember which apartment block the fire was in, thanks to the burning edges of the door, as well as the complete spread of smoke that was eager to get out."

"Do you know who lived there?" I continued,

"Sadly..." The neighbour lowered his head, "I do. He was a foreigner that moved from Neighpon. A teacher for some school nearby--"

That was all I needed to hear to have everything inside me shatter into a million pieces.

"A-Are you okay?" The neighbour noticed my soulless face,

I responded with nothing and slumped onto my knees. My teacher, the first adult who tolerated and coped with the hell I gave him and others. The time he saved me... Gone up in flames.

This was worse than being forced to dinners with Mom and Dad. Worse when I was unable to attend or meet up with various Parkour stars, worse than being yelled at by teachers. Those times, I was prevented from getting what I want. Here, what I really needed in my life was lost.

"T-Teach..." I trembled, "Y-You can't die... You can't fucking die from a fire!"

"Hey!" The neighbour from before gasped, "you're alive!"

Alive!?!? I turned around, and I couldn't believe my eyes. Standing 3 metres behind me, was my Azure-Eyed Lapis Lazuli midget of a Teacher. Unharmed, clean, and shaven, if he had any sort of facial hair in the first place.

"I got a message saying that something went down back here." Teach spoke, "is everything alright?"

"Teach?" I gasped, "is that you?"

"Yeah," Teach nodded, "it looks like you were about to cry. Did something happen to your brother?"

"No! You dumbass!" I lunged forward and grabbed him by the collar and lifting him off the ground, "It's you!!! I thought you were fucking dead!"

"Me? Dead?" The Teach struggled and flailed around in the air, "alright what happened here? Judging from the people, it looks like a fire broke out, and--" The teach then decided to peek at what's behind me, and a sweat like death came over his face,

"Oh My Goddess! My Apartment!!!" He bawled and struggled even more, "let me go Thunderlane!!!"

Since he managed to grasp the situation a little bit, I let him go to see for himself. Running a bit closer to his apartment in flames, he sunk to his knees like I did.

"Dammit!" Nagisa wailed, "I freaking cleared the mortgage and bought out everything so that there would no more down payment except for electricity and water bills! All that hard earned money from my salary as a teacher in Neighpon..."

Yep, it looks like he's back to himself again, stricken with the worries of a teacher and his pay rate. Seriously though, there's more he should be worried about.

"Fuck that Teach," I approached him, "how the hell did you get out?"

"I was spending the night over at the Koro Gardens Dorm, I moved a majority of my stuff there yesterday."

"Goddessdammit you lucky bastard..." I growled as I wrapped my arms around him, my tears beginning to fall. "I thought you were fucking gone for good."

"Now now..." Teach sighed, returning the hugging gesture, "Everything is alright. To tell you the truth, I sort of knew this was going to happen one day or another."

"What?" I looked back to the teacher,

"I'll tell everyone at the Club. That's a promise." Teach answered, "speaking of, it looks like you've come here alone. Are you going to run back? Or wait for your parents?"

... I never thought that far, hmm...

But after all's been said and done, that early morning was hard to forget. I just can't help shake the fact if Teach was somehow staying back in his apartment and not at the dorm, the fires burning him all over. I couldn't be fucked by the reprimands Dad and Mom yelled at me for running off to danger, even if I cleared the air that the person in question was an important teacher. Well, learning to look at the positive side from Flash, I guess they still care for me.

Anyway, I walked to school when the bright morning rolled in, and I wasn't in my usual mood to talk or give shit to others, nor do I feel like talking at all unless given the chance to such as the time during the Religious Studies Class.

"There are many people who speak in the name of either of the Goddesses when they started or carried out social movements." Mrs Blade spoke, "but if you want to speak in layman's terms, the word and help of the Goddesses are used whether it's a big event or small event."

"May I give an example?" I stood up,

"Yes, Thunderlane?"

"I want to thank whoever was watching over us. Be it any of the Goddesses. I... I almost lost someone dear to me without my knowledge, and he ended up being fine. I'll... I'll admit I actually prayed to whoever can hear me and... Whether it was just coincidence or planned, I just want to thank them!"

"I... See." Mrs Blade responded, "thanks for your... Testimony?"

"I-I'll be sitting down now... Sorry, Teach."

"Damn, what the hell happened to Thunderlane?" I could hear one of the students gossiping, "since when was he ever thankful for anything?"

"Must have been high on something..." Another student joked. Typical drug jokes, I may be a shithead sometimes, but not to my health and wellbeing.

And then there was English Class, with the biggest bitch in politics. Normally, I would be describing what type of bitchiness she'd cook up when it comes to political events or social movements. Now? My mind was still stuck in that burning apartment.

"Thunderlane?" Ms Lita addressed me, "here's a small step to redeeming yourself in this class. I want you to read a simple excerpt from Act 1 Scene 3 of Richard the III, any excerpt."

I looked back at her without a sound.

"Thunderlane? I'm asking you to do something!" Ms Lita responded, "don't give me that look, read something!"

I peered down onto my open textbook, the heavily detailed script of said play.

"Fine," Ms Lita gave up, turning back to the board, "that's another mark against your record of incorrect and bad manners."

"And leave out thee?" I lashed out, standing up in anger, "stay... Dog. For thou shalt hear me."

"E-Excuse me?" The fake-ass politician spoke, turning to face me again.

"You shall hear me." I repeated, "If heaven have any grievous plague in store, exceeding those I wish upon thee..."

"Thunderlane!" The English teach commanded, "no more words from you! Sit down!" I ignored her,

"Oh, let them keep it till thy sins be ripe." I haughtily growled, rolling my r's. "And then hurl down their indignation!"

"Ms Lita?" Fluttershy raised a hand, the Richard III copy in her grasp, "he's actually quoting Margaret, a part that you've told him to read!"

"Wait..." Ms Lita turned to me with confusion, "are you serious?" I didn't bother answering her, I just continued speaking...

"On thee," I raised a pointing finger, "the troubler of poor world's peace! The worm of conscience still begnaw thy soul!!!"

"I-I don't believe it..." The English teach gasped, "A-Are you actually quoting Margaret's curses by heart?"

To be honest, I couldn't believe it either. As I speak, I could just feel all my anger that accumulated from that fire and early in the morning, rushing out towards one of my most hated teachers. Such rage... The rage of Queen Margaret... Oh, how I can feel her anger... of losing her husband and her son... With not a single act of justice for those deaths... To lose something important to you... And to have no one care...

"Thy friends suspect for traitors while thou livest... And take deep traitors for thy dearest friends!" I glared at her in-between lines as a break, her now fearful eyes locked onto mine.

"No sleep close up... That deadly eye of thine, unless it be, whilst some tormenting dream!!!!" I yelled, "Affright's thee with the hell of ugly devils!!!"

I took notice of how short she was compared to other teachers. She's taller than Shiota, which is fair enough. He's the shortest out of every teacher, student and staff attending this school. Nevermind, my rage continues. I began mocking her presence and appearance.

"Thou elvish-mark'd, abortive, rooting hog!" I hurled, "Thou that wast seal'd in thy nativity!"

I raised one hand,

"The Slave of Nature..."

Then the other

"... And the Son of Hell!"

"That's enough." Ms Lita sighed while she seemed shaken, "It seems you have done your readings after all Thunderlane, remarkable. I hope you will continue this academic behaviour. Now please sit down."

What? That's not the entirety of Margaret's curse to Richard! The next thing she disses was that conniving bastard's parents! That part sort of hits home, so let me fucking finish!!!

"Thou slander of my Mother's Heavy Womb!!!" I accused and cursed,

"Did you not hear me?" Ms Lita arched a frustrated eyebrow, "I said stop!"

"Thou loathed issue of thy Father's Loins!!!" I continued insulting her,

"I said stop!" Ms Lita raised her voice. I raised mine above her,

"Thou rag of honour! Thou detested--"

"Thunderlane!" Ms Lita bellowed furiously, her voice of anger could be heard throughout the entire classroom, and even across the hallways. I bet it could even break through the Music room's accoustic foamed walls, as well as the Neighponese Classroom for that matter. Hearing her, however, made me lose my streak of temper and I got off the edge.

"Teach?" I calmly responded,

"Hahhh..." Ms Lita growled, a death-like stare right into my eyes.

"... I wasn't mentioning you." I answered,

"Give me mercy Thunderlane." Ms Lita spoke with a calming but reprimanding tone, "If you want to show me that you've been doing your classwork and homework, then you have done so already. I swear, it seems like you've been calling me all those names and insults for real with all that memorisation!"

I sat down,

"In that case," Ms Lita continued, "can you describe the reasons of Margret's curses and rage?"

"Simple." I shared, "It is a war for the throne. Kidnappings, killings, protests, rebellions. Those who rule make sure nothing stands in their way: which in this case are the Lords and Men at that time. Women, like Margret, suffer more. The family members she relies on, husband and son were killed, leaving her all alone. With no power, the only thing she can do against the lords is to get angry and curse them with bad luck. Such anger... That still exists today."

"Well I'll be, it turns out you're not such a lazy one after all." Ms Lita answered, "well done. You may sit down."

I did so, feeling very much calm. What she didn't know was this; if I were to have talked shit to her, I have already done so. Guess I owe you one Margret. Thanks for helping me to find ways to tell others to go fuck themselves.

After a normal and eventless recess and a second set of classes, lunch came and Fluttershy, Flash and Pinkie Prick made a beeline for me, Cloudchaser and Flitter. Looks like she wants to figure out what happened to me today as we walked towards Mr Shiota's class. Turns out the original club members are only here for today.

"So..." Flash started the discussion as we all took our own seats in the class, "what happened?"

"It's a long story," I replied as the rest of the students took their seats.

"One which we have time to tell." Our Neighponese Teach chimed in. "Sit tight everyone, this is going to be a doozy."

"What happened Sir?" Fleetfoot answered,

"Early this morning." Teach answered, "there has been a fire that had torched an apartment in Thunderlane's Neighbourhood. That apartment was mine."

The Club gasped in shock, Flash's and Noteworthy's eyes just widened without opening their mouths.

"And Thunderlane was there to see it all." He gestured to me, "thanks for praying for me by the way. Mrs Blade told me."

"I... I'm happy you're still alive." Thunderlane answered,

"Me too, me too." Nagisa continued, "but I sort of expected something like this to happen. You see, this all happened at the start of Monday. When a letter was placed in my classroom. Fluttershy? Flash? Do the honours?"

"It was a letter of threat." Fluttershy answered, "from someone who has something against Sensei, as well as Ms Yada and Coach Justice."

"It could just be a prank. Although a very bad one," Cheerilee reasoned,

"If he is, do you know who would do such a thing?" Nagisa suggested,

"No." Cheerilee gave it some thought and answer, "I can't recall you being the butt of student jokes, aside from the entire feminine boy thing."

"I'm not sure a student would write a letter like this either." Nagisa added, "Do you know anyone in this school called Kuro?"

"That's Neighponese for Black." Fluttershy translated, "and no. The only ones we know that has a Neighponese name would be Kimono and Obi."

"Exactly." Nagisa continued, "and not to mention this. This sender KNOWS what we've done to Windcaller, and knows about the tentacles."

"So what does he want you to do?" Soarin asked,

"For the three of us to leave Neighpon." Coach answered, "and drop the investigation of the antimatter."

"So you can say that the sender is the mastermind behind it all." Noteworthy concluded,

"One conclusion, yes." Yada nodded in agreement, "But it could also be someone who's pretending to be the main one while the real one can go unnoticed."

"So by not leaving Equestria, your apartment was burned?" Flitter continued,

"I spent a lot of money to have a home like this." Nagisa muttered with a clenched fist, "I will make sure my former house will receive justice!"

"Grieve later, focus now." Coach patted Teach's shoulder,

"Right, right. Anyway yes. That's currently the biggest inkling, and our current answer to the reason of the apartment's destruction." Teach continued,

"Mr Shiota," Roseluck raised her hand, "do you think we should pick up our 'assassination' once the manor is complete?"

"I'd say after all the exams for next week." Teach responded, "if you're worried about any sort of attack during that time, Yada, Kimura and I will be there for you, making sure that no student will be harmed. At this time for you guys, please work hard on your exams and studies. And just so you'd remember for tonight, you have Mr Mel who's back for today, and Professor Eu, not to mention a free study hall session after that with Ms Turner and Ms Yada supervising,"

Hearing the name of Professor Eu, and the fact that we're going to be meeting her snapped my mind back to reality. Oh FUCK! The Corpse is taking the session! Judging from the looks of others, it seems they've got a problem too! The pervert though? Eh, he's alright. It's just her that pretty much everyone is worried about!

"I'm curious by the way..." Teach spoke, "I've heard a little bit or reputation from Professor Eu herself. Who's worse here, Eu or Forsythe? Show of hands for Forsythe."

I raised my hand, so did everyone else. Except for Pinkie, Fluttershy and Flash.

"Professor Eu?" He asked,

I raised my hand once again, as did everyone else. This time, Fluttershy raised her hand, and so did Pinkie! Flash was the only one that didn't raise his hand. Yeesh, always being the respectful Goddess lover he is. But then again, there are things within him that are just as scary. From discovering forged evidence and photos that were made to frame Fluttershy's friends during the Fall Formal when Sunset was a complete demonic bitch at the time, to trapping and putting Windcaller when he was a complete psycho in his place.

Too bad that he won't put Eu in her place, because despite her shit-stain of a laboratory and attitude, she is still a biology teacher, and that's completely fine for him, not for me though.

"Alright then, I'd like all of you today to focus on a practice paper this time: Physics. Your teacher yesterday said you needed more practice and will see to it that you do the past practice tests. If you do well, then he will work hard on his... Demeanour." Teach continued, "so pens and papers at the ready everyone."

Doing the practice exam was no easy feat. Sure, it definitely removed the hassle and pain in the ass known as Forsuck, but the tests were just as hard. Regardless, I managed to go finish it with spare time to relax.

"Alright then, keep in mind that the Programme is still optional. So if you have anything important to do for the rest of the day, attend to your matters." Ms Yada reminded as the test was over and Coach went to pick up the papers. "Meanwhile, have fun for the rest of your day!"

"By the way Thunderlane," Teach spoke up as we got up and got ready to go, "can you stay back for a second?"

"Yeah teach?" I walked up to him,

"You are still okay right?" Nagisa asked, "no trauma? Bad memories?"

"Well..." I responded,

"Listen. I'll be fine in the dorm now. Whoever sent it, it was only focused on me and my apartment, rather than Yada and Kimura."

"Still not... Convinced."

"Thunderlane," Teach sighed, "even if you had the chance, do you think you could have saved me from the fire?"

"I..." I didn't have anything to answer, "... No?"

He placed a shoulder from my hand, "I can see that you really care for me, I really do. Coming from you out of all the students in CHS. It's the biggest honour. But there are times when we have to consider and understand that there are things that we can't do. For me, fighting against the tentacle monsters is just as important as teaching you and others and keeping you safe. If you sacrificed your life for my sake, I would have failed my duty immediately."

"But..."

"Seeing you work hard for your future, as well as watching you improve bit by bit is my job. If you want to make me happy, that's something for you to find out. After all, you didn't want any help paving out your life when you first came here didn't you?"

"Teach, I was a straight-up cunt at that time, cause the people who raised me were cunts. The same thing with most of the teachers, and I know you can understand that. You though? You chased me down as much as I can for the sake of my studies and attitude, and you saved me in the process. I still owe you because of that, and because of that, I tried to be less as a cunt, except to those who really deserve it, and to not be as lazy."

"You don't have to admit your guilt with bad language Thunderlane," Teach laughed, "no worries. I'll never forget that you owe me, and for you to admit your behaviour, you're growing up well. Don't worry, I have no intention of leaving or dying. After all, what you learn in the path of an assassin teacher sticks to you for life. Just have faith in me, and more importantly yourself."

"Thanks teach." I smiled, "you're not bad as I thought."

"Catch you in the dorm!" He waved as I exited the door.

And just like that, all my worries and fears about losing Teach was out the window, simple as that. Just like what happened back in the first week he came to visit my house. To tell you the truth, I'm not dumb. I know exactly what he wants me to do when he told me if he wants to be happy. You just want me to do better in grades, and more importantly, care and respect others do you? That's still a tall order for a bastard like me because I ain't going to study session with that Corpse!!!

"Excuse me???" A gloomy body crept into the room and spotted a lone student in front of the class.

"Good afternoon Professor Eu!" Flash greeted with a nervous smile,

"Explain yourself you Goddess-Worshipping Baton Twirler." Eu growled, pointing a sharp grey finger at her lone student, "where are the rest of the life-wasters?"

"They have decided that will be not attending the session today."

"WHY?" Eu prompted,

"B-Because..." Flash gulped, "excepting Fluttershy because of family matters, it's because you're running it."

"..." A wrathful glare consumed the entirety of Eu's face for her only student to see. "... Those insolent, reckless children!!!"

"D-Do you want me to leave too?" Flash kindly asked,

"No... In fact. I am rather... Happy to see that at least one life-waster is still here. I'd be happy if ALL of you were gone from my sight, but it would defeat the purpose of my reasons and effort for coming here. Tutoring someone one-on-one would be the best for me."

"So do you have a practice exam for me?"

"Like Phos and Forsythe? Not at all... Speaking of which, Forsythe? Python? You are summoned." She spoke into one of the tubes. Seconds later, Yada opened the classroom door to let in the two exasperated teachers pushing a trolley with various plant samples, reagents and biology equipment.

"We will be going through three different topics by going through the various practicals: Photosynthesis, Membranes and Transport, and Bacteria," Eu responded, sitting opposite Flash. "I hope a Friendship Goddess lover like you can understand the importance of Science, and why the Goddesses ever made it in the first place. Understand?"

"No need for the religious implications Madam." Flash responded, "but yes. I am ready."

"Good," Eu nodded, "tell you what. I'll be running another session here tomorrow. Even though it is your choice, I'll let you in on a secret. The water system for the dorm is complete, and a certain bathroom is fully functional. I will ask Yada to exempt you from me for tomorrow if you come. Perhaps you can be the tester. How does that sound?"

"Whatever you think is the best madam," Flash responded, a bit confused.

"Now pay attention, or you'll regret it when I test you!"

"You know," Yada turned to Kimura, "We've been too hard on Magus Forsythe. Professor Eu's just as problematic as Forsythe if ONLY one student was willing to meet with her."

"You're telling me." Kimura agreed, "Fluttershy emailed me beforehand and mentioned that the majority of the club and attendees won't be appearing for the first hour of the club. They even emailed Mr Mel to kindly ask him to be wary of tonight, and to take the second hour for his class. Unlike Eu, people still felt like going to his session."

"Are you sure you're allowed to do that?" Yada asked,

"Mr Mel is still getting his time, and Ms Turner won't mind at all." Kimura replied, "of Course, Nagisa's busy figuring out what happened to his apartment, so we've got the time for ourselves. Do you want to let off some steam?"

"Yes," Yada nodded, closing the nearby speaking tube, "Eu has been stalking me ever since. Today, she's been haunting me for more information of the dorm, and I let loose that the baths are ready. So much for keeping things secret."

"Knowing her, I'm not sure she's interested. Perhaps she's got other things in mind." Kimura noted,

"What about you?" Yada asked, "do you find any frustrating emotions?"

"Funny enough, I do." Kimura responded, "For P.E. Our sport today was Soccer. And well... Most of the guys somehow began hitting on the girls or just flirting with them just because I don't know, their male tendencies decided to get the better of them? Regardless I had to break them up, but damn. These guys really can't keep their puberty in place."

"Well Masayoshi, you could say the same for people back home in Neighpon." Yada giggled, "as a woman, I understand when someone seems to be lusting all over you is creepy, but a girl likes to be complimented once in a while, and no girl would like a guy who won't say anything, even if they really like their personality. Besides, I've heard some gossip that some of the female students seem to like you quite a lot."

"Are you still comparing me to Mr Karasuma?" Kimura growled,

"Well, you've ended up with him as your mentor, and you guys are just as dense. Even though Mr Karasuma and Professor Bitch are married!"

"It's being Disciplined, Yada."

"Now now," Yada smiled, "don't lump dense with discipline. While you're being the chivalrous and respectful man that you are, there is no shame if you show your feelings and love the right way! If you can do that, you're bound to snag a girlfriend!"

"You make it sound like humans are tools and prizes." Kimura grumbled, "but I understand and agree wholeheartedly. I too must have feelings for the girl I love, as love and a relationship goes both ways."

"Aww, you're so sweet. Not just in field work, but even in romance!" Yada purred,

"Oh no no no no, this is between us. Someone out there may get the wrong idea, and I'll get hammered with some form of being Politically Incorrect." Kimura defended,

"Don't worry about them!" Yada chuckled, "And I know the students know you mean well! It won't stop them from making jokes about it though."

"Well even so. No matter the paths our students take, whether in education, romance or whatnot. It's our job to see them through and protect them from harm." Kimura finished

"Agreed," Yada nodded, "and we'd better start by dealing with the dormitory application forms! Seems like some students are interested in staying already!"

Nagisa's Notes

Fleetfoot

Light Gray Spiky hair, Light Arctic Blue colour, Moderate Cerise eyes. Mostly seen in her casual clothes than her Wonderbolt jacket.

1. Defender of the Wonderbolts Soccer Team

2. Seemed to be a rather nervous girl when it comes to anything else that's not soccer, but she's beginning to expand that zone

3. She can get shaken quite easily when it comes to being challenged or threatened

4. She has some jealousy towards others... Notably, those who are 'bigger' than her.

5. Despite the shaky confidence, she's a very encouraging lady.

6. She is socially communicative. Happy to strike a conversation with anyone

7. Her shooting skills (for firearms, not soccer) lack a lot of things such as precision and preparation

8. She, Soarin and Spitfire, the Captain of the Wonderbolts soccer team, shares a strong friendship outside the soccer team.

9. She's very responsive and inclusive in Neighponese classes.

10. I... I think she likes me.

Academic Results

Maths: 69%

Knows the answers to questions, but a majority of them lost marks because she never gives the arithmetic methods.

English: 81%

English comprehension very top notch. Understands a majority of historical themes and contexts, has clear and concise literature techniques, but always seems to run out of time to work on the essay.

Chemistry (Teacher-written):

Test 1 (Periodic Stable, Atoms and Molecules): 12/20 = 60%

Test 2 (Atom Structure, Stoichiometry): 7/20 = 35%

Test 3 (Chemical Equilibrium): 5/20 = 25%

Her Periodic Tables are her strong point, her atom structure, stoichiometry equations and especially Chemical Equilibrium, not so much. A majority of the feedback is with Professor Phos and he has decided to keep it between him and her.

Physics (Teacher-written):

Test 1 (One and Two-Dimensional Movement): 10/20 = 50%

Test 2 (Forces and Newton's Law of Motion): 15/20 = 75%

Test 3 (Work and Energy and Centripetal Force and Gravitation): 10/20 = 50%

Apparently, Forsythe had sadly stated that a majority of her correct answers were quite lucky, even though they were short answer questions. Otherwise, most of her topics are set on an average scale. Meanwhile, specific feedback details, like Phos, is confidential with him and Fleetfoot.

Things to update:
Draw at least 10 things from Group 2 (Cloudchaser, Flitter, Nurse Redheart, Big Macintosh, Roseluck and Pinkie Pie)

Update the students exam scores.

To fix the important issue regarding Fluttershy's Stare: Yada has suggested a way that she will be able to find more information about Fluttershy.

... Also please don't peek in my notes Yada. - 潮田渚 (Shiota Nagisa)

Week 7 Thursday: Catching the dragon (C. Chaser)

Cloudchaser's POV

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

Timber Spruce has Joined the Chat!

Huh? Timbs? How did you join our group? - Soarin

Coach Justice said I had to do the Geography Practice Test to join, so I did it when I got back, and gave it to Coach Justice. He said that he'll let Mr Shiota mark it when he gets back from school. Not going to lie, that stuff was HARD! And I ended up getting way below average. But went Nagisa went through it with me, he said that it was because I decided to sit the test that got me signed up. Turns out the test he gave me was UNIVERSITY level. Did you guys do that? - Timber Spruce

The practice tests we got was written by Mr Trotter. I don't think we'd fare as well as you for such an exam. - Cheerilee

I was invited to the group by Ritsu, but that's not what I'm here to talk to you about. Mr Shiota was pretty shaken when he got back to the dorm, so Coach Justice and Ms Yada pulled him over to the teacher's room for a chat when they got back from eating outside. Turns out the agent that was stalking us the past two days is going to have his head. - Timber Spruce

Oh dear... and do you know who the secret agent was? - Roseluck

He admitted it to them straight away, Bon Bon. - Timber Spruce

Oof - Flitter

Snap - Soarin

Yikes! - Fleetfoot

I KNEW it!😨 - Pinkie Pie

... - Flash Sentry

... - Noteworthy

What's with the dots? - Fluttershy

My reaction - Flash Sentry

My reaction - Noteworthy

You two are weird sometimes... - Big Macintosh

Then what are we going to do? Is Mr Shiota going to have to... you know? - Fleetfoot

I doubt it. Even if she's an agent, she's still a student of CHS. Goddess forbid he'll lay a finger on her - Flash Sentry

And if Bon Bon has done her homework as a Secret Agent does, she's going to use that to her advantage! What a bitch! - Cloudchaser

You actually swore! Wow! - Flitter

I think there are a few things that I'm a little unaware of... why did he come to Equestria again? - Cheerilee

You know that guy who threatened our school? - Fluttershy

Which one? The guy with the tentacle finger or the man that Flash decimated? - Noteworthy

Tentacles. That's what he, as well as Ms Yada and Coach Justice, are trying to solve. These tentacles are reminiscent of what made Korosensei in Neighpon. How is the thing responsible for destroying the moon present in Equestria? That's what they're here to find out and why. I should also mention that our three teachers know how to remove these tentacles from people. - Flash Sentry

Something like that is a state of emergency! Mr Shiota should bring this up to the authorities! Why did he keep this secret? - Cheerilee

I don't know the entire story. If we'd ask, I'm sure he'll just tell us to focus on our studies. But my guess is simply going to the authorities isn't as easy as we think, and they know that. - Fluttershy

Government conspiracy? - Timber Spruce

I hope not... - Flash Sentry

But whatever Sensei's reason, I'm still worried about what Bon Bon would do to him. - Fleetfoot

If she thinks she's going to have her way, I'm not letting her! Mr Shiota, Ms Yada and Coach Justice have been kind and trusting people, even if they're formerly assassins! - Cloudchaser

I am with you on this one Cloudchaser. They may be originally trained as assassins, but I fully trust that they use it for a brighter and less bloody future for themselves and others. But are there any objections or concerns? Do not be afraid to speak up. - Flash Sentry

No lip from me, Brad - Thunderlane

Nothing of conflict. - Roseluck

Just one thing... I'm just learning that Mr Shiota, Ms Yada and Coach Justice were assassins. Can you run that by me again? - Timber Spruce

Facing a secret agent is intimidating, and I do see them as a higher authority. But I cannot deny Mr Shiota protecting the school. He should at least have his say. - Cheerilee

For Sensei! - Fleetfoot

Then how are we going to stop her? - Fluttershy

She's planning to use the fact that he won't harm his students, even if it's her. We don't follow that code tho, especially when a teacher we care for is at risk. Let's pull a 'no u' on her instead. - Cloudchaser

Goddess, what happened to you?

But I like your thinking. How about one of us follows Mr Shiota around and keep an eye on him, while the rest of us keep an eye on Bon Bon when possible? - Flitter

Let's all meet in the soccer bleachers before school starts. If we can't make it on time, I'll be happy to scribe the things we talk about over the phone. - Flash Sentry

Me me! I'll do it! I have the fastest fingers here!" - Pinkie Pie

If anything was missed out, feel free to add it in - Soarin

Eeyup, got it - Big Macintosh

No one's going to ask my question? - Timber Spruce

Sorry Timber, we'll tell you in the morning - Nurse Redheart

"Cloudy? Breakfast is ready!!!" My mom calls.

"Coming!" I called back. I put my phone in my schoolbag and headed down the stairs, feeling a little angry at Bon Bon and what she's going to do, but I'd better not show it to mum or dad or they'll get suss! But I mean it. Mr Shiota belongs in CHS, teaching students like us.

Flitter and I arrived at the School gates right at the same time. With a fist bump as a greeting, the two of us headed to the soccer bleachers. Thunderlane was there already, as was Flash and Fluttershy. After 5 minutes, all the students of the Special Tutorship Club were present, including our newest member.

"So uh... I know we've got the matter about Bon Bon and Mr Shiota but... assassins?" Timber started,

"Are you familiar with the time when the news said that the Earth was potentially going to explode?" Flash asked,

"I think we were around babies and toddlers about that time," Timber responded, "But I do know that it was because of that yellow Neighponese octopus monster thing. Korosensei?"

"Yep," Fluttershy nodded, "And yet surprisingly his demands, while having his life on the line, was to teach a certain class of students to kill him too. Teaching them to be assassins."

"It's a much more complicated story than that, given how the class has been treated by the rest of the school. Most of the students graduated and became upstanding citizens without drawing blood... like Mr Shiota and Ms Yada!" I answered,

Timber blinked, then yelled,

"WHAT!?!?!? Also, what's with the 'most'? Don't tell me some of their classmates did end up as assassins!!!"

"Coach Justice is a Counter-Terrorist Operative for Neighpon." Flitter elaborated, "Basically the equivalent of SWAT."

"Oh, okay. Now that you mentioned it, Coach did say that. Not going to lie though, that's still scary." Timber Spruce nodded, "Now I understand why you guys were talking about tentacles."

"Now the EIA's gettin' suspicious of 'im." Big Mac repeated, "Would Mr Shiota tell them the truth?"

"He would, but I'm not sure they will believe him." Cheerilee countered, "The secret service is sworn to protect their own country. Even if it's just one person, an entire organisation sworn to protect the government won't take the idea that something dangerous would lurk in their home. They are at the government's beck and call."

"And being under the government is surely reassuring..." Pinkie rolled her eyes,

"Not a fan of them?" I asked,

"I think it's common and understandable to say we all have something against the Government," Noteworthy answered, "Now the problem is, are we going to get in trouble for going against an EIA agent?"

"Probably pull each of us in for interrogation then wipe our memories or something," Thunderlane grumbled, "But honestly? Fuck 'em. I care more about Mr Shiota and Coach Justice than my damn government. They can take away Ms Yada though."

"Oh come on! She's just teasing you! She's very sisterly as a sub teacher," Fleetfoot giggled, "After all, girls only do that to guys because they like them!"

"Hard. Pass." Thunderlane shuddered,

"Back to the plan everyone. Keep Bon Bon away from Mr Shiota. But how?" Flash reminded, then we all pondered in silence.

"Excuse me?" An elderly voice called to us.

"Oh!" We all jumped at the sight of the Janitor approaching us,

"S-Sorry sir!" Soarin started, "We aren't doing any funny business here, I swear! We'll leave,"

"Not so fast sonny boy, I know a lie when I see one! I've heard everything, and I like to help."

"... What?" We all went,

"Would you believe me if I said that I agree with you in that Mr Shiota, Ms Yada, and Onion Boy should stay? They saved the school twice now. I will vouch for them to stay. I'm sure Celestia and Luna would too."

"Onion boy?" Thudnerlane scoffed, "That's... how did I not see that? That would drive him nuts, and I love it!"

"New nickname then!!!" Pinkie giggled,

"Are you sure about this, sir?" Flash asked, "We don't want you losing your job because of us."

"I can assist from the shadows and lend you some of my cleaning tools... you are familiar with them, no?"

Fluttershy swallowed. So did Roseluck and Soarin. Pinkie just beamed.

"You know something about them?" I asked,

"I've spent time helping the Janitor clean the halls, and well... the bleach used to clean the floor is... self-made... and is strong as superglue," Fluttershy answered,

"The same goes for the pesticide he uses." Roseluck added, "It's dreadfully repugnant. The Janitor offered to use pesticide on our plants to which it says that it wouldn't affect the plant's growth. We were convinced, but that smell was a drawback."

"On a Sunday, I went to school for some silent practice. The Janitor was around at that time, cleaning the bleachers and I sat on it. My behind was beyond itchy. Turns out that the cleaner the janitor used had Rosehip in its recipe." Soarin explained,

"Rosehip? Isn't that tea? It has a very nice scent, so I understand it is used for cleaning products... but why itchy?" Cheerilee asked,

"Oh dear..." Roseluck gulped, "Rosehip produces seeds with prickly hairs... Those hairs contain various enzymes that irritate the skin. In other words, itching powder."

"Woah!"

"Crazy!"

"Dayum..."

Various exclamations went up with the club.

"Oh please! You flatter me!" The Janitor laughed,

"Sir, who are you?" Timber Spruce asked, "You're definitely not a Janitor."

"Ho ho ho..." The Janitor guffawed, "I am just a normal janitor. And a janitor's hands always get dirty for the sake of cleaning other things."

End of Period 1

Bon Bon has left the classroom. Who's with Mr Shiota? - Roseluck

I'll do it - Cloudchaser

"Hey! Mr Shiota!" I made a beeline for him, "Are you going anywhere?"

"Oh hey! I haven't got any classes for now. A free pass to the teacher's lounge." He responded, "Did you need something?"

"Yeah! I'll walk with you!"

"Well, aren't you nice? Sure! I'd love to talk along the way!" Mr Shiota agreed.

Lead him to the hallway intersections. Thunderlane's volunteered to 'mop' the floor. - Roseluck

"Hey Mr Shiota," I asked as we started walking, "Can we go this way?" I pointed towards the main hallways,

"Uh... why?"

"A little surprise! Check it out!" I tugged.

"O-Okay," Mr Shiota nodded and we quickly walked together. I swore I could have seen Bon Bon turning the corner to face us. Not going to lie, I feel a little scared now that I know what she's doing. So I picked up the pace.

"Well well!" Mr Shiota gasped as we arrived at the main intersection, "Thunderlane? Are you cleaning the floor???"

"Yep!" Thunderlane smiled back at him, holding a mop and bucket, "I got in trouble again, rightfully so. However, this floor's going to get wet so you'd better keep moving!"

"Right! Sorry!" I nodded and continued taking him along,

"Hey..." Mr Shiota pointed a thumb back without turning around, "How did he get into trouble?"

"Flipped off the Janitor for getting in the way. One of the teachers saw that and now he's forced to do the cleaning as an apology to the Janitor." I lied without showing any form of nervousness. We made sure to have our alibis and messages during the planning.

"I see..." Nagisa nodded, "Well then, thanks for taking me to the lounge! You'd better get off to class!"

"No problem Teach, see ya!" I waved goodbye. Once he went in, I heard some giggling and laughing from the main hallway. I smiled and pulled out my phone again,

Is Bon Bon 'Stuck in the Mud'? - Cloudchaser

Oh yeah. She's struggling to get out without any sense of idea what happened! I don't think any form of secret agent training is going to help her get out of that! - Thunderlane

I have no idea how he could make floor cleaner so sticky... - Soarin

Make sure to tell us what colour stain she has on her shoes once she gets out - Fleetfoot

End of Period 2/Recess
"Explain," Mr Shiota commanded with a calm but strict tone,

"Explain what sir?" Fluttershy asked,

"First of all, I don't recall all of you meeting up in the Neighponese classroom for Recess. Ritsu had to tell me all of you were present in the classroom without me knowing. Second of all, what happened between the first and second period of classes were extremely suspicious."

"Hey, old habits die hard." Thunderlane shrugged,

"Actually, you are improving Thunderlane." Mr Shiota responded, "It was because you mentioned the Janitor, Cloudchaser," He looked at me,

"Me? What did I say? What's wrong about him?" I feigned innocence,

"I know you're trying to feign innocence." Mr Shiota sighed, "And I know that wasn't ordinary floor cleaner. That's the Janitor's bleach. It's like superglue between the floor and your shoes. I fell victim to it as I was going to my interview for CHS."

"Ohh..." Went everyone, including me. As far as I know, nothing can get past Mr Shiota!

"I know why you guys did this. Bon Bon is after me, and you don't want her to take me away." Mr Shiota revealed,

"Do you want us to stop?" Fluttershy asked, "We did make sure not to harm her in any way, shape, or form. Just wanted to distract or stop her."

"You guys are the most caring students!" Mr Shiota smiled, "I am really honoured to be loved by you guys that you'd step in to defend me!!!"

"Aww..." We all went,

"BUT!" Mr Shiota coughed, "Bon Bon is a student too, no matter how much she denies it."

"Sensei..." Fluttershy looked troubled, "You need to stop her. You can't just leave her be when she's tailing you. You aren't able to write up the Neighponese exam this way."

I gulped. I completely forgot about the Neighponese exam...

"... Alright then," Mr Shiota took a deep breath, "I'll have to 'parley' with her, and all of you should attend. Does lunchtime sound good?"

"Perfect."

"Cool,"

"We're going to pull a Cheerilee, aren't we?"

Some students responded,

"Hey!" Cheerilee snapped,

"First off, you need to let her know about this. I'll send an email, Goddess hopes she'll read it. I think you guys should tell her too." Mr Shiota planned, "And as much as I hate to say it... if Bon Bon is as stubborn as she showed me... you have to let her know you mean business. Stop Bon Bon if you feel a need to, but be mindful of everyone else. Promise?"

"Yes sir!" We all went,

"Alright then. Out of the class kiddos, spend your recess with friends." Mr Shiota dismissed with a smile,

"Hey so... who's going to tell Bon Bon?" Redheart asked as we left the class, "Who's has her next?"

"I do." I checked my classes, "She's in the same Religious Studies class as me."

"I'll keep watch on sir for the next period," Big Mac volunteered,

"In the fourth period, I will be with Bon Bon." Nurse Redheart responded, "Of course, the Janitor will help set up the class there. Good thing we have the fixed seat system."

"So who's going to get the stuff from the janitor for period 3?"

"I'll do it," Timber volunteered.

Period 3
"Hey! Bon Bon!" I found her in front of our class,

"Oh, it's you... Cloudchaser right?" She responded in a kind tone,

"Yeah! I heard you were interested in the Special Tutorship Club. So we told Mr Shiota, and he said to feel free to come along for today's lunchtime!"

"R-Really?" Bon Bon continued speaking like a normal girl would, "That's nice, but... maybe another time."

"Are you sure?" I prompted,

"Yeah. I've got something on at lunchtime, so I won't be able to make it. Perhaps tomorrow?"

"Okay then!" I smiled and went into the classroom. You know, it would be better if you went to see him, rather than try and catch him. Yeah, I know you're the type of person who'd go low as to attack a teacher, but you got to deal with us first! The last glimpse of her was when she pulled out her phone to quickly peek at a notification. That would be the invite to the club chat. Should she accept, we'd ask her to go to lunchtime. Given her response to me though, I doubt she'd accept this too. Alrighty then, enjoy what's going to happen to you at Period 4!

Period 4
Today's art class involved using the library's computers, all while using headphones. You wouldn't believe who popped up on my screen.

"Hello, Cloudchaser!" Ritsu, Mr Shiota's A.I. companion, greeted with her voice only, "I found out you would be in the library today. If you were busy in class, I thought I'd like to use this time to give you an update on what's happening with 'Connie' Banks! Don't change your screen, you'll just have to make do without my face! I know I'm attractive but if the teacher saw you, you'd be toast!"

"Now that's a movie I haven't seen for a long time." I blinked, "What of it?"

"She's currently in the nurses' office right now, her bum, hands, and legs all itchy. Nurse Redheart's holding her down, while giving her the hint to come to the classroom at Lunchtime. I'm seeing the situation through her phone screen, which is not in her pocket."

"Did she accept the invite?"

"She did! Noteworthy, Fluttershy and Flash greeted her with a warm welcome, then with the message to go to the lunchtime. Even said that Mr Shiota would be expecting her. She responded with nothing though. I did manage to catch her getting all itchy. She was dancing mad!!!"

"Aww man, I wish I could see it!"

"So do others!" Ritsu laughed, "A shame that today's perspective is focused on you!"

"Wait what?" I spoke out of complete confusion,

"Sorry! For some reason, I felt like copying the antics of your fellow student Pinkie Pie!"

"Ahhhh, that explains." I chuckled, "Alright then. Thanks for keeping me posted,"

"Hold on, I hear someone new. Someone just came into the Nurse's Office. It's Lyra Heartstrings!" Ritsu reported,

Oh? Bon Bon's best friend? That's interesting...

"I'm listening!" I reminded,

"Lyra's here to see if she's alright, as what friends do. But now... oh... ouch! Looks like Lyra has some stern words!"

I slid to the edge of my seat,

"What about?"

"She heard that Bon Bon's bothering Mr Shiota, and that's not a nice thing given that Mr Shiota has been very kind! Also, because of Bon Bon's mission to capture our teacher, she neglected Lyra. So Lyra went to find the next person she's comfortable with speaking. I'm sure we all know who that is."

"Flash," I answered back, "And I assume she asked where Bon Bon was, and Flash explained the story?"

"Bingo," Ritsu answered. "Bon Bon looks pretty agitated, and... yep, she's caved in. She's telling Nurse Redheart that she'll come to the Club at lunchtime,"

"I guess this is what they call 'Peer Pressure'!" I laughed,

"Excuse me Cloudchaser?" Ms Cia overheard my laughing, "What are you doing?"

"S-Sorry Ms Cia," I looked at her, "I'm just talking to myself."

Lunchtime, 1st half

I had the utmost confidence that Bon Bon would keel over and accept, but once we got into the classroom, everyone set the place up just like when Cheerilee came in without any boasting or laughing. Mr Shiota isn't in the mood to laugh when we're inviting the one that seeks to capture or potentially kill him. We all knew that.

"So how does it feel like to be a part of the jury, Cheery?" Pinkie asked,

"Just like being a part of an audience." The student-teacher responded,

"Hey Redheart, you alright?" Big Mac turned to the Nurse,

"Well..." Nurse Redheart shuddered, "When she told me she would be coming... her demeanour changed drastically. She's not the girl we've seen and shared classes with every day."

"Sensei, are you sure about this?" Fluttershy asked,

"She has been a part of this school more than I am. As long as she continues attending her classes and being recognised by her classmates as a student and friend, I am going to see her as such."

"I can't tell whether you're easy-going, or just plain crazy," Noteworthy responded,

"I'm both." Nagisa humorously wiggled his head, "Now huddle up everyone, I'm going to tell you all my plan..."

Two sharp knocks came from the door. Of all the dreams and hopes that I could meet a secret agent, being on hostile terms wasn't a reality I was hoping for.

"Is it her?" Coach Justice called to Ms Yada. Our sub teacher peered outside the door window, then looked back to us with a nod.

"Let her in," Mr Shiota instructed.

Once Ms Yada opened the door, I could scarcely believe my eyes. Bon Bon did not have a smile on her face back in Period 3. Her eyes looked dull and cold, her brows arched and sharpened like daggers, rounded up with the most deadpan neutral smile. The nurse was right, she was a different girl. The only thing I couldn't take seriously is her red hands scratching the back of her upper legs. I could feel our agent 'scanning' us with her eyeballs like a camera.

"I hate you all," She declared. "You guys are treading on thin ice. You have no idea what you're dealing with."

"Oh we know," Thunderlane returned the voice, "Ever since the start of the term."

"But before we talk, why don't you have a seat?" Mr Shiota offered, "Right in the middle. I promise you that there is no death trap or itching powder."

"Redheart said to avoid sitting down for now." Bon Bon countered,

"I also said NOT to scratch." Redheart added, offering a tin of balm, "So feel free just to stand up, but stop scratching. I've got some extra cream if you need it,"

Bon Bon took the balm before our eyes, applied a decent heap on her legs and arms, and leaned on the middle desk, continuing her constantly changing gaze.

"Bon Bon, your contempt with Assassins-turned-teachers is not uncalled for." Mr Shiota began, "But sometimes it can bring unexpected obstacles. Even I didn't think my students would go this far."

"I find that impossible to believe." Bon Bon stated,

"I speak honestly, though you may choose to believe me or not. Now does the EIA want my head?"

"No." Bon Bon answered, "They want you alive. But as long as you're alive, I can take you in via any means possible... yet such opportunities are limited now, thanks to my own 'classmates'."

"Wow, you are serious about being a secret agent." Pinkie smiled, "What would poor Lyra say?"

Bon Bon went silent.

"Bon Bon, listen to me loud and clear. The reason why I did not explain my presence in Equestria to you yesterday was that you were not right in the mind when you killed your captors." Mr Shiota explained. We all went silent.

"Bon Bon," Fleetfoot spoke up, "Is that true? Do you kill people?"

"I was captured. Guaranteed to be killed. If I let them go, they'll continue chasing me down until they kill me." Bon Bon responded without showing any sort of discomfort or guilt.

"Now that isn't true." Mr Shiota interjected, "I knocked them out and saved you. You ended up killing them once freed. They showed you something that ground your gears. Whoever they worked for, killed your mentor. Mr Johnny Backstop."

"He..." Ms Yada lowered her head, "I still can't believe someone as skilled as him could die."

"He's done this with many women, Ms Yada. He's not one to stay faithful." Bon Bon bluntly responded,

"Bon Bon, please be respectful." Coach Justice frowned, "For Ms Yada's feelings, as well as your mentor."

"Bon Bon," Mr Shiota paused, "Ms Yada, Coach Justice and I, are willing to cooperate with the EIA without any retaliation or objection."

Bon Bon gazed at them with furrowed eyes. I swallowed hard... I can't believe we're going to do this.

"There are three important conditions though." Mr Shiota answered, "One. You are to wait until I've completed and fully marked everyone's Neighponese Exam. Once scores are given, I will turn myself in."

"Sorry. That's not an option." Bon Bon refused, "And honestly? I couldn't care less about your teaching duties."

"Then that leads to condition two. The reason why I am here... is because of what happened to the incident of Windcaller. I assume you were there when he attacked the school, no? And if you were, then you know what I'm talking about."

I could feel Bon Bon freeze for a moment there,

"Tentacles..." Bon Bon answered, "... The antimatter incident... Korosensei..."

"So you have read about it."

"Information was classified. I couldn't follow-up on that." Bon Bon responded, "But even so, your offer of information is nothing to me."

"What? Why!?" Nagisa looked shocked,

"That's up for HQ to decide your information. Not me." Bon Bon replied, "Whether you'll explain or not, I'm still taking you in. If you want this to stop, turn yourself in now. Perhaps if you do so, you'll be able to get out and finish your precious Neighponese exam in time."

"I see..." Nagisa sighed, "Well, I've said all I can say. As much as I want to help, I guess we're at an impasse,"

"That's it?" Bon Bon looked puzzled, "Didn't you say there were 'three conditions'?"

"Condition three was made by us." Soarin boldly announced. One-by-one, we all stood up and glared at Bon Bon. Timber was a little bit nervous on doing so, and I don't blame him.

"So that's why all of you weren't surprised when Mr Shiota said he'll tell the EIA everything." Bon Bon unflinchingly revealed,

"As Thunderlane said, we know." I spoke with my chest puffed out, "He and the other four saw first hand what Mr Shiota, Ms Yada, and Coach Justice's target was. Flitter and I learned more when we joined next. Then Roseluck and Big Mac. We all saw it with our own eyes when Windcaller came to CHS with his slippery secret."

"And yet when we found out Mr Shiota was an assassin familiar with this sort of stuff, I honestly felt relieved." Noteworthy answered, "He saved the school twice with his guidance and brought some of our classmates to stand up against the recent threats. He's a keeper."

"You aren't afraid that he may turn on you?" Bon Bon questioned,

"No." Fluttershy stepped forward with a stern gaze, "Because I trust him, more than any other teacher. We all do."

"If you want to get through him." Flitter stood beside me, "You'll have to deal with us first. Unless... you're fine with harming your classmates or Equestrian citizens."

I flinched internally. Flitter, you know I love you... but don't follow Bon Bon's example.

"Try to avoid or ignore us all you want," Flash continued, "But if you attempt to catch sir, we'll always be there to break him out or slow you down."

"... I really hate you guys." Bon Bon spoke after half-a-second of silence.

"Bon Bon. There's only one way you'll have to convince us to stand aside." Fluttershy responded, "How about a little honourable game?"

I crossed my fingers, hoping for the best.

"I know that what you do is for the safety of all of Equestria. The problem is, Mr Shiota is doing just that; for the sake of students like us. So if we win, you need to take Mr Shiota at his word and tell the EIA about it. If we lose, you can take him. But either way, you have to go through us." Fluttershy continued,

Bon Bon walked up to Fluttershy, slightly towering over her with her gaze looking like daggers. My first impressions of Fluttershy was that she was shy but kind. As of now? Very ballsy! A secret agent's staring down at her, and she isn't flinching one bit.

"What's your game?" Bon Bon growled,

"My game?" Fluttershy blinked, "Not mine... that choice is yours."

That's right. We're pulling a Thunderlane here. It was his idea... or rather the only idea, given inspiration since the Assassination 101 lesson was just a game of hide-and-seek. Still, a part of me wasn't cool with this, but I told myself, again and again, it was the only idea at hand. Bon Bon casually took a step back, then answered,

"If you want to be serious about this, prove it with your actions. A game of force." Bon Bon chose,

I felt my confidence plummet. I knew she was going to pick 'fight', and yet my prediction doesn't calm me one bit. She turned back to Mr Shiota.

"You're alright with that, 'Sir'? Or can you not bear to see your fellow students fight each other?"

Bon Bon, you really are a bitch!!! But Flitter did the same thing so, yeah never mind...

"Why does this always have to come back to me?" Nagisa grumbled, "No. I do not want to see you guys fight, but it's obvious that both of you are intent on using extremities. Therefore, I have three conditions for this 'game'. One-on-one, no weapons, and two ways to win: When your opponent is down for three seconds or they surrender; those are my terms. Breach any one of those, and it's an instant forfeit."

Okay, I'm officially convinced that we dug a deep hole instead of making things better.

"Acceptable terms," Bon Bon agreed, "What about all of you? This is your choice after all."

We went silent, looked at each other, then nervously turn away. Afraid or embarrassed to look her in the eyes. Bon Bon just gave a coy smile at us.

"Tell you what. Since you were kind as to let me choose the game... I'll let you decide your 'champion'. You have till tomorrow lunchtime. That's when the game begins. Deal?"

"Uhh..." I went. I could feel my affection to Mr Shiota ebbing away.

"No pulling out this time, and absolutely no telling anyone, especially a teacher or Lyra. Otherwise, we'll play the same old stop the cat and mouse game. If you think I'll tire out, think again."

"Deal," Fluttershy spoke, forcibly on behalf of all of us.

"You're an interesting girl, Fluttershy," Bon Bon spoke, "Who knew that the first person to be a part of the assassin's life would be you?"

"He's more than just an assassin, Bon Bon." Fluttershy responded, "He's a teacher."

"Very well. I promise not to bother you for the rest of the day, Mr Shiota. But I look forward to the fight. Let's hope you pick the most anticipated!" She waved and walked to the door. Before she left though, she turned to face our three Neighponese teachers and bowed. Once the other three bowed back she left, leaving all of us with the sound of silence.

"Is it too late to say I regret this plan?" I ask,

"Even after we've gotten rough with Windcaller and Pressure Shaker?" Mr Shiota responded, "Absolutely. We're going against a student and classmate of ours. I don't know if I can stomach this."

"If you want our guidance on who should be the 'champion', ask." Coach Justice swallowed, "But remember, you guys have until tomorrow."

"You'd better start fixing the Neighponese Test, Mr Shiota." Ms Yada nudged, "You've got no excuse now."

"I know." Mr Shiota nodded gloomily,

After what happened, I desperately wanted to take my mind out of the club. I purposely avoided seeing any of the other club members, teachers, and Bon Bon. I couldn't even bear to see Flitter or Thunderlane, even though we were friends. I just hurried on home, threw my phone onto the desk, and tried to do homework like a normal student, blocking out any notification from the phone.

"Cloudy? Dinner!" My mom called,

I took a deep breath and got up.

"Coming!" I responded, heading out of my room. I hope some food can help.

"Darling?" My mom looked at me with suspicious eyes, "You've barely touched your food. I know that my kitchen attempts end up mostly in failure, but this Paella is something I've worked hard on!"

"Huh? Sorry..." I jumped, "I just don't feel hungry..."

"Then something must have happened at school today. Are you alright? You can always tell me..."

"I... well..." I stammered,

"There's nothing to be afraid about, dear." Mom comforted, "If you're being bullied, then it's important to speak up. There is no value of being called a 'tell-tale' when bullying is wrong in the first place!"

"No mum..." I responded, "It's not being bullied..."

"Then what is?" She prompted, "Did you get in trouble?"

"Well... yeah. I'm not in trouble with the teachers. It's one of the teachers that are in trouble, and I'm afraid of it."

My mom's eyes widened.

"Please tell me... what is happening in school?"

"My teacher is facing some opposition from students for something he had accidentally done... however, there are students who are in support of him. I'm of the supporting party. And well... we're of a minority." I lied,

"Oh dear..." Mom looked shocked, "Sounds like someone's learning about law early... rest assured, I understand that feeling..."

"You do?" I looked back,

"There are people that I admired when I was young. Teachers mostly. Sadly, most teachers I adored was on the blacklist of most students. Going so far to say stuff beyond her back. I didn't believe them though... those students also occasionally slacked in class. It's the reason why these teachers are so strict on them because they couldn't bother to learn. Deep down, I wanted to tell them so much that they were wrong, but I was afraid. If I told them that I liked them for who she is, I feared that they would seed me out as the worst student. I may lose some friends, or even get bullied. And so, I decided to keep silent, supporting the teachers I adore away from the eyes of my peers."

Mum stirred her paella.

"Then something similar happened after I graduated. I had a good friend who was bullied by our work colleagues, spreading nasty gossip behind his back. Those rumours reached our boss. So he called him and others in, demanding to know these. This time, I know that if those workers got their way, he would be fired wrongly. And this time, I knew that what they had claimed was false. So I stepped forward and objected. Thankfully, that objection was what kept his job intact. In the end, I also got the same treatment as he did, and that's when I realised something."

"What?" I asked,

"That those scumbag workers were just all bark and no bite." She answered, "Their gossip was just pathetic. Even if the boss inquires about any nasty rumours, which he did, I simply told them where I was and what I have been doing. He trusts me more, given I spent my time working instead of spreading gossip. I realised I could have done the same thing, standing up for my teacher. So what if I lose a few friends in high school? We never ended up keeping in touch anyway."

"I see..." I nodded,

"But you'll never know what that feeling is until you experience it for yourself." Mum concluded, "Just so you know, consider whether you truly believe your teacher deserves your support. There's no shame in choosing neither party. And just remember... even if you stick to your beliefs, I'm still your friend."

"Okay, mum." I reluctantly nodded,

"Come here," Mum opened her arms, "Do what you think is right."

"Thanks, mum..." I stood up and hugged her. That's when something loud roared throughout the room.

"Oops..." I blushed, "Sorry mum..."

"Sounds like your appetite's back." Mum smiled back,

Wow, that paella was delicious. Mum outdid herself this time. A shame that dad couldn't try it for himself. Then again, he's on the beat at night. Hopefully, he'd be able to try the leftovers tomorrow. I took a shower after dinner, to make myself comfortable. As I sat back down, I looked at my phone placed face-down. I thought back to what my mom just said, about having to face your fears. Given I tried to construct my lie about Mr Shiota facing opposition, I think it would help.

And now that I calmed down and thought about this properly, we can prove a challenge. Flash was a formidable fighter back then. Seeing him fight, I'm sure he could handle Bon Bon. I wish I could say I could fight, but I can't. I have little to no skill in fighting.

But as I read through my missed messages, my jaw dropped. How did I not think of that!?

CHS Special Tutorship Club Message Board

So uh... is anyone going to volunteer? - Thunderlane

I will. - Flash Sentry

Pretty quick. Then again, you're the only one who could fight out of everyone here! - Soarin

Woah, you fought before? - Timber Spruce

He practices Taekwondo and used it against someone threatening the school last week. - Soarin

Problem is though, will you be comfortable facing Bon Bon? - Flitter

It will be fine. I'll treat it as a competitive match. - Flash Sentry

Okay, that was a dumb question by me - Flitter

Um... - Fluttershy

Yes, Fluttershy? - Cheerilee

Let me fight. - Fluttershy

Huh? - Thunderlane

What? - Flitter

You serious? - Roseluck

Flutters, are you sure this is a good idea? - Nurse Redheart

😲 You're going to use THAT! Are you? - Pinkie Pie

... Yes. I'll try use as little of it as possible. Just to push her confidence away - Fluttershy

Huh... seems everyone has their secrets - Timber Spruce

Okay, I'm convinced you can do this. - Flash Sentry

I should also tell you this... despite having the stare, I never really gave much thought as to why I had such a thing in the first place. It just came to me naturally. - Fluttershy

You didn't know? - Flitter

It came to me at a young age, when I saw some in-fighting between animals. Something riled up within me, wanting them to stop. So I stepped forward and confronted them, and suddenly they were all frozen and listening. I promised not to use it unless it's a dire emergency. Which is what this is right now. - Fluttershy

So... why did you start thinking? - Noteworthy

This may sound crazy, but I assure you it's true. Do you remember that I have a pet rabbit and lately a pet falcon? Well, they happen to have another letter in their grasp when I got back - Fluttershy

The guardian angel that saved you from suicide - Soarin

Wait, what!? - Timber Spruce

Yes. Whoever C.B.B is, told me that she heard about what I did weeks ago... she also told me...

She knows about my Stare.

When I never met her or even wrote to her at all - Fluttershy

Nagisa's Notes

Cloudchaser

6. Rather interesting habit in her melee skills back in that training. Her shooting skills are also a little below average.

7. Very clever in hiding the most obvious expressions and tells when it comes to lying.

8. Eager to be part of a plan or a mission, and is confident and willing to put herself forward in various tasks (at least a foolproof plan. If she has any doubt of a plan, she will hesitate)

9. Anything that she's not capable of will tend for her to end up in fear. That fear would completely demotivate her from even communicating for at least an hour or more. (Thanks to Ritsu's observation for Cloudchaser not entering the message board until the evening.)

10. Seems to have a little pet peeve when it comes to being taunted. Could be possible that Thunderlane rubbed off on her, could not.

Roseluck (Ro or Rose)

Very Pale Yellow Colour, Moderate Rasberry Hair with Light Rasberry streaks. Sometimes wears a beret and lipstick, or just a rose hair accessory for her medium pointed hair.

1. Very knowledgable on flowers.

2. Part of the Botany Club. Hence flower knowledge

3. Wears a particular and unique rosy perfume.

4. Her results are average. Above average for Biology and Religious Studies.

5. Her firearm results above-average at close range. I have no record of her having wielded a gun before... why is that?

Pinkie Pie

Light Ceriseish Gray Colour, Brilliant Rose Hair. Very... poofy, curly-like hair? Oh, and somehow it also deflates (as well as end up with straight hair) whenever she feels extremely depressed.

1. Extremely energetic. Bounces, and skips around,

2. Extremely proficient with party planning, organising events and taking names,

3. She has this particular 'magic power' that comes from the pony world. Apparently, it can make sweets explode.

4. Works as a waitress in The Sweet Shoppe.

5. Does things that defy gravity.

6. And physics...

7. And the human mentality (apparently, her 'pony' form does the same thing in her world)

8. Despite her personality getting irritating, she sincerely spreads love and joy to those that she meets. The representative of the 'Element of Laughter'

9. Perseverance and Optimism are two of her strong points which supports note 8.

10. Unpredictable and weird, In a good way. However, it makes predicting her extremely difficult...

IMPORTANT!

1. Fluttershy will be volunteering to fight against Bon Bon tomorrow. She's certainly using The Stare. Even so, remember to give her guidance.

2. Though Ritsu's already on it, also send a memo back to the team in Neighpon. Find information on who C.B.B. is. Fluttershy's lettered guardian may be from Neighpon, given her gifts. Her knowledge of the Stare is very concerning.

Week 7 Saturday: The somewhat normal life of Coach Justice (M. Kimura)

Kimura's POV

Saturday, October 16. 0600 hours, Central Standard Time. I gotta get up!!! Make the bed, brush your teeth, change into outside clothes, done. 0605 hours.

As a police officer or any self-respected worker, time is of the essence. Though 24 hours is long, a day goes extremely fast. Fortunately, I have today's objectives accounted in my brain since yesterday. For this morning, I'm going to read through Nagisa's first draft of his Neighponese exam, then give critical feedback as he requested.

"Yawwwnnn..." Yada stumbled out of the room. Still in her pyjamas and her hair all messed up and scruffy; you may never know that someone so hard-working as Yada would look so cute in this state while closing her eyes and putting a hand to her mouth as she yawned. "Hmm? Oh... Good Morning Masayoshi. It's very cold today huh?"

I bowed in response.

"Hmm..." Yada looked at me with a tired look, "That's right. Today's going to be especially busy for both of us; with the CHS students coming in. I'd better get ready too."

I nodded in response and hurried towards the kitchen, but just as I was about to pass her.

"Wait..." Yada tugged gently on my shirt with her fingers. "I know you're busy, but can you do some shopping for me, please? It's important for this afternoon, as well as for the dorms."

I looked at my watch, 0608. If I recall correctly, supermarkets open at around 0600 in Equestria, most being 24 hours. I can do that, though it also depends on something else.

I offered my outstretched hand to her.

"Here..." Yada plopped a shopping list on it, "I prepared all this before going to bed. And thanks again." She lazily smiled as she got closer and gripped my arm with her two hands.

"Just a little longer..." Yada giggled, "You feel so much warmer than my blanket today..."

You never would have imagined one of the most well-prepared people I know has this side to her. Then again, even the most hard-working people have the need to let their hair down.

0627 hours after breakfast and a drive to Canterlot Mall. And oh boy, there's a LOT of things Yada requires. Essential food like fruit, vegetables, juice, some snacks, and lots of cleaning supplies like disinfectant, floor cleaner, dishwashing liquid, lots of laundry powder and fabric softener, each with their specified brand. It's going to be a lot of supplies but given the time, I can complete all this and be back before lunch. Should be easy considering that people rarely go shopping in the morning.

"That's two-hundred and fifty-four please..." The Cashier calculated. "Thank you, have a nice day."

0636 hours now, and a trolley full of shopping bags. I won't be able to fit them all in the trunk so most will have to go to the back seats. That being said, I returned at about 0700 on the nose, a little traffic jam on the way back. Yada was all dressed by the time I got back. Hair tied back, eaten breakfast, and dressed to impress.

"You're back!" Yada greeted, "Thanks for doing all of this! Here, let me help!"

With her help, we got all the shopping done before 0715. That leaves the rest of the time for me read through Nagisa's exam. These were his instructions before he left the dorm:

"I ensured that the Japanese exam went according to the syllabus. But I'd still like your feedback please!" He said in a nervous chuckle.

His instructions were a little vague if you ask me. So I decided to cross-check his exams using the syllabus given by the Equestrian education department related to languages. The test contained basic greetings, knowledge of the hiragana alphabet, known words that have been introduced at the time, and knowing how to introduce yourself. It's very basic, and it doesn't even scratch the entirety of the entire stage. Then again, Neighponese just started in this school recently, so it's fair. There are two halves to this exam. The first half involves transferring single hiragana characters that they have learned into their romaji equivalent and vice versa. The second involves translating words from Neighponese to English and vice versa. There are 60 questions total, split evenly into the two sections, which in turn is split evenly by translating Japanese to English and vice versa. The catch is that this exam only goes for 45 minutes compared to the others, which is about 60 minutes. They also won't be provided with the hiragana alphabet grid they've been given since the beginning of the class, so they'll need to remember on the spot. If the Equestrian students are able to pronounce the rhythm of the kanas, then they can easily associate the pronunciations with the symbols. That being said, learning a language is not just based on remembering written strokes or sentences, the most crucial is that you have to recognise speaking it. I'm sure Nagisa will have to come up with an assessment that tests their spoken Neighponese for next term. With that, I jotted down my thoughts, feelings, and concerns, then stapled it on the back of the draft test.

"Hey, Masayoshi!" Yada poked her head into my room, "Is it my turn to judge Nagisa's exam?"

I stood up, picked up the paper, and offered it to her with a nod. Yada is also given the same task too. Wonder what she thinks?

"Thanks!" Yada winked as she took the papers, "What are you going to do now?"

Morning stretches and workouts. I have to keep fit as a special police member and PE Coach!

"Okay, have fun!" Yada waved.

The current time now is 0930 hours after reading and reviewing Nagisa's exam. Push-ups, sit-ups, stretches, knee lifts, perhaps some shadowboxing for a while. Normally, training would have involved mock combat with others, but self-combat isn't what a PE teacher does; unless a situation comes where I have to teach the students self-defence, and chances of that happening are very likely. I wonder how Karasuma felt when he was assigned to teach the likes of me, Nagisa and Yada.

Speaking about teaching students self-defence, the image of Fluttershy towering above Bon Bon yesterday... I can't get it out of my head. It was as if I saw a girl transform into a literal demon, ready to claim her victim's life. If a glimpse of her stare could occupy my head till tomorrow, then I don't know how many times worse Bon Bon or that Windcaller guy got it.

"Monsieur Justice? Is that you?"

Hearing my name, I spotted a lanky man carrying a backpack with short-cut hair and chin stubble in many hues of grey, and ashen skin; wearing a shirt with the headshot of a famous female scientist... drawn as if she was in a manga. I'm sorry, who the heck is this stranger and why does he know me?

"Wh-What's with that face? You break my heart." The man noticed, "I'm your colleague! Magus Forsythe?"

My mind went blank. This otaku is the same fantasy-obsessed wackjob of a physics teacher? Are you kidding me!?

"I know, I know." The man nodded in understanding, "I'm not like what you see at school. That's the point. But it's really me, Charles Phillip Forsythe. I'm sure if Nagisa's around, he would know it's me!"

I doubt that! Even if you have bumped into each other outside of school, he would definitely NOT recognise you in your current attire!

"Hey, Masayoshi?" Yada poked out of the door, "When you're done can you-- woah..."

"Oh!" Forsythe bowed, "Good morning to you, Mademoiselle Yada!"

"Forysthe!?" Yada's jaw dropped. "What happened to you!? You look... normal!"

I know what you were about to say, Yada. Then again, you are technically right.

"You recognise me still!? Amazing!" Forsythe laughed,

"How could I not? You're the only one who puts Prench words into their English!" Yada laughed, "I do the same thing with my English but in different languages! Ça Va ? (How are you?)"

"Oui ! Ça Va tres bien ! (Yes! I feel great!)" Forsythe responded, "I wonder why Justice didn't recognise me at first?"

"He's not good with face recognition unless the face committed a crime!" Yada laughed.

Apologies for not recognising you but that's really uncalled for!

"A-Anyway, I hate to ask a favour from you, but I need a favour from you." Forsythe continued. "Can you give me a lift?"

"A lift?" Yada repeated, looking at me.

"To the train station. My sister stole the car this morning for work, forgetting that she was supposed to take me as well!"

Ouch. Forgetfulness is truly an agonising enemy.

"A trip to the station isn't that bad. But, why us?" Yada asked,

"We only have one car, shared between family. So ma mère and mon père can't take me there. Phos is too busy, and Eu isn't picking up my calls; probably intentionally. Ever since the past few weeks, I kinda trust you guys a lot!"

"Then sure! We'd be glad to help!" Yada smiled, "And by we I mean Kimura here."

Yeah, I saw that coming. Yada's going to be busy all day, and I'm the only free person here.

"Will you?" Forsythe eagerly turned toward me.

"Fweep Fweep!" The Skyline Sedan nearby responded. I started walking towards it.

"Thank you so much, Monsieur Justice!" Forsythe thanked, following behind.

Yeah yeah, as long as you stop teasing me over failing to recognise you.

"Thank you so much once again." He responded as we drove down the street. "It's a really important event I have to attend." He pulled out a pamphlet. "There's a mangaka coming, and I'm a big fan of her works! Do you know how valuable it is?"

Oh, that's right. You are going to Canter-Con.

"So you do remember our conversation last week!" Forsythe noticed my expression, "To tell you the truth, I rarely go to Canter-Con. It's a rather expensive event through admission alone, and it's mostly western pop culture rather than eastern ones. Just why is it that those particular conventions happen outside of Canterlot!?"

I took a glimpse of the backpack he brought along, nestled on his lap. It was covered all over with stickers of various characters seen in anime and manga, some I know as a teenager, and many others I don't know of. I honestly wanted to ask him, but I felt like my face should do the talking for now. So I just nodded at everything he shared until we reached the pick-up/drop-off area near the station.

"Merci Beaucoup (Thank you very much) Monsieur Justice ! I shall return the favour one day!" Forsythe waved goodbye. Today I learned that Charles Philip 'Magus' Forsythe was born in Prance, a crazy obsessed teacher in a school and a straight-up otaku outside of it. I guess it would explain why; these two things go hand-in-hand with each other.

"You didn't know Forsythe was a fan of Neighponese pop culture?" Yada asked, reading my expressions over lunch. "Well to be fair I didn't know either, but Phos did mention it last week when the two of us and other teachers were hanging out."

I shrugged as I ate a plate of leftover rice smothered with some made-easy butter chicken. It's not spicy, but it's heartwarming; a little sweetness to go with the savoury taste. I got to admit, it is lovely!

"By the way, another is coming to the dorm later today to discuss something about a teacher's Halloween party." Yada shuddered, "You can guess who it is."

Judging by that nervous and nauseous look, it really doesn't take a genius to know that it's going to be the biology teacher, Morrie Eucalyptus. Let's just hope the students aren't here either.

"I hope not, because she never told me when she would come," Yada responded. "But the students and parents are coming around at 3 pm, so we've got plenty of time to do our own thing, but aside from that, we'll also have two boys moving in. Thunderlane and Zephyr Breeze."

I nodded.

"What is Nagisa going out for anyway?" Yada asked, "I don't think he told me. Did he tell you?"

I shook my head.

"Hmm... most of our work is already done. And our leftovers for lunch was pretty small... why don't we go outside and eat some more?" Yada asked.

That sounds like a good idea!

"Excellent." Yada winked, "Let's go!"

1500 hours, the students arrived. Yada was responsible for giving the tour to the interested students and parents. I could recognise some students that came to our big tutorship study session 2 weeks ago. There were the two twins Kimono and Obi, Burning Heart, and apparently Rarity too, with her younger sister Sweetie Belle. Normally, I would join along for the tour as an additional speaker, but I have my other duty; Thunderlane and Zephyr. I greeted them and their parental guardians outside the dorm, ensuring that they would be well taken care of.

"I have no doubt about it." Thunderlane's father spoke, "He seems to speak highly of you when he speaks to Rumble. Which is rare."

I bowed with a simple "I am honoured."

"Thank you so much once again," Mr Shy bowed back, "Please look after Zephyr, alright?"

"No need to worry about carrying my stuff Coach Justice. I've got it." Thunderlane chuckled as he grabbed his stuff and flew right into the building.

"Hey!" Thunderlane's father roared, "Take your shoes off before going in!"

"I've 'got it' too err... Coach Justice." Zephyr chuckled as he slowly collected his things and carefully marched to the door. I was about to follow behind until...

"Mr Justice?" Fluttershy called,

I looked back.

"Don't hesitate to call us if he does something bad..." She warned. I paused for a moment, then nodded.

By the time I went in, Zephyr was not even halfway from the entrance to the stairs; due to carrying his bags like balancing a stack of plates. He didn't even take off his shoes before going in, not that we were so strict about it as of now.

"Oh no!" Zephyr yelped, losing his balance and causing the topmost item to fall. Immediately I dashed over and caught it with a single hand.

"Th-Thank you!" Zephyr immediately put his bags down. "I can take it from here."

But as he reached for it, I pulled it away from him; giving him a little fright.

"There's no way you're getting to your room carrying your stuff like this." I declared. "Give me some of your bags."

"O-Okay!" Zephyr gave in, gesturing to me. With a handful of bags on one hand and the item on the other, I trotted up the stairs with Zephyr following comfortably behind.

I guided Zephyr to his room and he began unpacking. I noticed his luggage contained a trove of magazines and not the type of magazines that Okajima or Korosensei enjoys (as far as E class knows). They were fashion magazines, and almost all of them had people in crazy and wacky hairstyles on their front cover; hairstyles that would be definitely prohibited on school grounds.

"Thanks back there." He nervously responded.

"No worries," I responded, examining the item that fell from before. "If you don't mind me asking, how in all things did you start growing a bonsai tree?"

"Well, there are plenty of reasons." Zephyr chuckled, "It helps ease my mind, whether I'm just looking at it or taking care of it. It feels nice, it's very rehabilitating, and it's like practice."

"Practice? For what?" I asked with intrigue.

"I'm sure you saw the things I packed. A career when it comes to hair is my type of thing. Hair therapist, hairdresser, you name it. At the same time, gardening is a hobby dear to my heart. I mean, there are a lot of hobbies that I have done as I grew up but none of them lasted; just gardening and sculpting. I've been told many times that beauty starts to fade as the older one grows, but not this little beauty. No no no... as long as I live, I'm gonna protect and maintain this beauty."

"A nice sentiment. Now may I know how you got one?" I continued.

"Oh! My mom bought it and we raised it together when I was just a child. She says this tree is very unique, and that it reminds her of a best friend that lives outside of Equestria. The bonsai is unlike any tree or flower I've seen. To think something so tiny can last so long!"

"As long as you continue nurturing it," I added, passing the bonsai to him. "That's the important part."

"Of course." Zephyr accepted the plant and placed it on the desk. "I promised her that like the bonsai, I would grow and take care of myself and mom too; To be strong, successful, and long-lasting! And do you know what mom said to me? That Fluttershy and I will always be her bonsais! She'll ensure that she'll teach and nurture us to be strong and long-lasting!"

"How very deep. In that case, I'll leave the rest to you." I bowed and made for the door.

"Say uh..." Zephyr stopped me, "Did my sister and father say anything... bad about me?"

"... Yes." I bluntly responded after a few silent seconds, "... But I have yet to see it for myself. I'm sure you have it in you to prove them wrong."

With the two students all settled down and after checking how Timber and Gloriosa were doing, I joined the tour group. Yada introduced me as the second caretaker and teacher of the dorm, and I gave additional information in regards to the rooms, the bathrooms, the classrooms, and reiterate important rules.

"Now, are there any questions?" Yada asked as we returned to the lobby.

"Are there any curfews in the dorm?" A parent asked,

"We recommend students sleep before 10 pm, but we understand staying up late at night to finish an assignment. So technically, no. We'll also be responsible for waking up the students at 6 am sharp, using the speaking tubes. Either Justice or I will be doing the speaking rounds! And if they don't wake up, we'll come straight to them! We'll also provide breakfast if students want to, as mentioned before, though students can also make their own things if they have the time." Yada ended.

🔔Ding Dong!🔔

A chill ran down my spine when I heard the doorbell. Seems the same way for Yada as well, given her look.

"H-Hey Masayoshi, could you get the door please?" She nervously asked.

With a nod, I strolled over and opened the front door to our dreadful but expected visitor. But when I opened the door wide, I discovered something worse.

"Too slow, Special Ops Lapdog. If I were your master, I'd permanently dismiss you from the living immediately."

Standing in front of me was a being so unholy that its image spread from my eyes straight into my brain like an infection, causing it to shut down. After a few seconds, I rebooted my senses and knew what must be done.

"I'm sorry. I believe you have the wrong address. Please, don't ever come back." I bowed, closing the-.

"Let me in, you rotten onion!" The unholy being roared as she pushed the door and me back, "I came here for a discussion, and I will have i--!"

Her rage and temper stopped when she saw Yada and the parent-student tour group staring back at her, speechless. I refuse to believe that a person with the absolute audacity and lack of self-respect to wear that and barge in was Canterlot High School's biology teacher. Wait a minute...

"P-Professor Eu?" Burning Heart spoke up, "I-Is that you?"

Uh-oh, the students can recognise her!

"Wrong!" The unholy being declared, "I am the one who obscures the light of the celestials, and can bend the entire solar system to my will!"

She raised a very uniquely designed sword to the air.

"My purpose is to cover the world in darkness and unleash the evil within the souls of all living beings. I am the deity that strengthens the evil in all humans, forced to walk the Earth as a human, and enslaved by my own will and choice to fight alongside the guardian deities of the Earth. I am the Eclipse Bringer!!!"

The entire crowd and everyone else remained silent, save for an aeroplane passing by.

"At the same time..." The Eclipse Bringer returned to a deadpan tone, brought the sword down, the tip of the blade touching the ground as she stood tall and proud. "... I am also a full-time Biology Teacher of Canterlot High School known as Professor Eu, to anyone who's seeing me for the first time."

"No way!" Kimono, I believe, jumped in, "You look exactly like Eclipse Bringer! She's my favourite character!"

"Morrie!?!?!?" Yada exclaimed. "Did you come here while cosplaying!?!?"

Yes. Yes, she did. Standing right before me, Yada, and all the parents and students interested in the Koro Gardens, was Morrie Eucalyptus. Complete with thick steel v-shaped circlet, earrings that resemble an eclipse, breastplate, armoured short-cut skirt, greave-designed stockings that went up to her thighs, and pointed armoured shoes, all makeshift and in dark grey. And let's not forget her hair. Once brunette and all over the place, now dyed in black, smoothened and shiny, and tied to resemble an exquisite s-curved ponytail that can easily blow in the weakest of winds like a sash. Her design combines the sinister and haunting aura of a dark knight and the innocence and passion of a magical girl. That description alone makes it unholy to the ears, as much as seeing it in full. Any interest for me in the show or manga this character came from is gone for good.

"I did. I wasn't bothered to go home and change before coming here. Besides, it's healthy to walk, even if I hate it. Ten thousand steps achieved already. From home to Canter-Con, then here. All while walking... oh, and the train."

She took public transport while dressed up. I'm petrified.

"Anyway, it seems that I have come in an unfortunate time. Too bad... for you." The Eclipse Bring- I mean Eu droned. "I shall be counting the seconds that I wait, and I will see it... compensated."

"Th-Then you're in luck!" Yada chuckled, "We've just about finished, so we won't take long!"

"I see. Oh, and one more thing. I relay this to everyone." Eu added,

"Yes?" Yada asked,

"None of you are to disclose what you saw me in today to anyone else." Eu warned, "No student, no teacher, no one except the people around you right now. Especially the Delusional Magus you call the Physics Teacher! If you do... I shall place an eternal curse of suffering... extra homework! And as for the parents... the behaviours of your children in my class!"

"Y-Yes ma'am!" The students AND parents squeaked, nodding their heads.

Today I also learned that Morrie Eucalyptus AKA Professor Eu, not only is a fan of Neighponese culture like Forsythe is but she's gone further beyond. Frankly, I have no idea whether I feel it was for the better or worse, and that makes it all the more infuriating.

As Yada mentioned to me earlier, Professor Eu was interested in hosting a faculty-only Halloween party, and when the Koro Gardens came up, she thought it'd be the greatest chance before it gets swamped by students. This was... interesting to say the least. I thought Professor Eu of all people detested meeting together, at least if only it wasn't important.

"Oh, this is important, lapdog. Anything that involves costumes is a necessity for me." Eu answered.

"Well if it's party planning for our age group, I know what to do. But first... I kinda need permission from the Principal and Vice-Principal too, so I'll see what they have to say."

"They'd better accept. It wouldn't be fair." Eu glared. "And with that, I have finished what I want to achieve today."

"Would you like me to drive you home?" I offered,

"No thank you... I intend to walk home." She refused.

"Even in the dark?" Yada asked,

"Especially in the dark," Eu spoke grimly. "In any case, I bid you farewell..."

"Thanks for coming!" Yada thanked, walking with her to the door.

"One more thing..." Eu turned around as she stepped outside.

"... Thanks." Eu's mouth curved a teeny bit down. "... I hope we'll have fun."

I'm starting to feel like this Professor Eu is from a different dimension.

It is now 1800 hours and it was time for dinner. Nagisa was able to return and we had freshly cooked rice with a full roast chicken complete with stuffing.

"Wow, I must admit. Rice really does taste nice as long as it's with something!" Gloriosa complimented.

"Rice goes with almost a lot of things! That's why it's so good!" Yada winked,

"Can I have some more chicken please?" Timber asked,

"Here you go." I cut off a generous piece and passed it to him.

"So, how was your day?" Nagisa asked,

"Well, things just went as normal, though there were two surprises. The first one was that Forsythe needed a lift to the train station because his sister forgot to drop him off with the car shared between them."

"Really? What for?" Nagisa asked,

"Canter-Con!" Yada chuckled, "You know, the convention that celebrates a lot of pop culture. Just like what we have in Neighpon!"

"So two of our teachers are fans of those Neighponese cartoons like Flash." Thunderlane chuckled, "The Magus and the corpse!"

"Wait," I jumped, "You heard?"

"Over the tubes, coach!" Thunderlane chuckled, "When I heard all that 'I am the Eclipse Bringer!', I had to go down and see what was going on! What I saw is the best and worst thing ever. That's the second surprise of the day, and I'm sure as hell going to tell everyone!"

"Please don't, Thunderlane." Nagisa glared,

"Alright fine, just the club then." Thunderlane pouted.

"So what were you up to Nagisa?" Yada asked,

"Oh, I was studying with Sunset. Learning more about magic."

"Magic?" Gloriosa perked up, "You discovered magic? How?"

"It's a complicated story, and I'm not sure I'm supposed to tell anyone. All I can just say is I was exposed to it by accident, and now it rests within me permanently. It's just a passive boost to old skills. I can't zap or thwack others."

"Interesting..." Timber responded, looking worried at his sister, "Magic reacts differently to different people."

"Zephyr?" Yada noticed the boy lifelessly staring at his plate, "You haven't been eating anything last I noticed... are you alright?"

"Uh?" Zephyr looked up, "Oh. I'm fine... just, don't feel hungry. That's all."

"Are you sure? You look really unwell."

"No really!" Zephyr raised his voice, "I am!"

He really wasn't. Around 2000, I could hear shouting through the tubes in the staff-only room. Immediately, Nagisa, Yada and I rushed up to see a horrifying sight. Thunderlane and Zephyr were trading blows to the face and to the gut, and in a serious sense too.

"Hey hey!" Nagisa flies between the two and broke them apart with a mighty push. Thunderlane flew back a little and hit the floor as Zephyr flew towards the grasp of Yada and me. We held the new student in place as Thunderlane got up with a vicious snarl. Thankfully Nagisa didn't do any serious damage to the two of them.

"What is going on here?" Nagisa demanded firmly.

"That's what I want to know too, teach!" Thunderlane growled, "The new guy knocked on my door. When I opened it, he just fucking grabbed me, threw me into the hallway, then started to fight! All I just did was protect myself, so I fucking retaliated!"

"Right. Zephyr, what is going on here? Did he do something to you?" Nagisa turned to Zephyr.

"Hey! Why the fuck are you taking his side!? I was attacked!!!" Thunderlane protested.

Zephyr, trying to break free of us, remained silent, just glaring at Nagisa.

"... I see." Nagisa closed his eyes and decided. "The two of you, into your rooms NOW. Do not leave or do not do ANYTHING until we confront you."

"Hmph..." Thunderlane scowled and returned to his room, slamming the door. Yada and I let go of Zephyr, and he did the same.

"You two." Nagisa pointed at us, "Teacher's Room."

We quickly hurried down the stairs and into the room. As we sat down, Nagisa strolled over and closed the opening of the communication tube.

"The two of them are not serious about hurting each other." Nagisa stated, "Despite their looks and their acting, their inner conscience and movements are trying to restrain any serious blows."

"Do you think they're trying to do something bad in order for us to notice and punish them?" Yada asked,

"Severe punishments for severe actions would normally involve kicking the perpetrator out of the dorm. Perhaps they wanted to be kicked out in the first place." I suggested,

"I was thinking the same thing." Nagisa answered, "Given their statements and responses, Thunderlane said that Zephyr started a fight, and he didn't argue back."

"Zephyr wants to get kicked out?" Yada exclaimed, "But why!?"

An idea popped into Nagisa's mind.

"I think he's some personal problems of his own." Nagisa theorised, "He's Fluttershy's brother. I haven't told you this, but on my first week here, I learnt from Fluttershy that her mother passed away in an accident."

A well of sadness overflowed in my chest.

"Poor kids... and poor husband too." Yada covered her mouth.

"It gave Fluttershy despair to the point that she would willingly risk her life if it meant saving others or stopping bad people. The only things that kept her from doing that are her friends, her guardian known as C.B.B., and us. Zephyr on the other hand? It's fair to say that he's also affected by Mrs Shy, but he didn't get the same treatment or opportunity like Fluttershy, or perhaps tried to overcome it the wrong way."

"I see..." Yada nodded. I did so too without a word.

"Alright, I think I'll talk to Zephyr about it. Can you two check on Thunderlane? Just to confirm that all of this was staged."

"Sure." Yada nodded. "You ready Masayoshi?"

I paused for a moment, then opened my mouth.

"If you'd allow me, I'd like to be the one to see Zephyr instead."

"What?" Nagisa and Yada gasped.

"I'm not a mind reader like you Nagisa, but he's been open to me, albeit just a little, when I came and helped him unpack his bags. Now that I've learned a bit more about Zephyr's past, I think I should go meet him again, as a familiar face. Is that okay?"

My two friends looked at each other. Nagisa raised an eyebrow, Yada gave a wink, he then responded with a grin, and they turned back to face me.

"Sure!" Nagisa agreed, "I trust you!"

"I know you've got a kind heart to listen, Masayoshi. You can do this!" Yada cheered.

"Thanks. I won't let you two AND him down." I nodded.

"In that case, Yada and I will see Thunderlane." Nagisa concluded, "But before we go, I should give you a quick rundown of Fluttershy's story when I was first admitted to hospital."

I knocked upon Zephyr's door.

"Come in." The boy moaned, and so I did.

"Coach Justice?" He raised an eyebrow. "I thought I'd be expecting Ms Yada or Mr Shiota."

"If you're trying to throw yourself out of the dorm, I'd highly encourage against it," I responded, closing the door. "Can you close the tube near your desk?"

"U-Uh, sure." Zephyr nodded, quickly closing the tube cap.

"There's something you should know about Mr Shiota. He has a keen awareness of people, specifically their intentions. He knows that the two you aren't actually fighting. You were just acting it out." I answered.

Zephyr looked uneasy.

"If you don't want to stay in the dorms, you could have just let us know. We can discuss it with you, and with your dad!"

"Please don't..." Zephyr spoke, "I don't want him, Flutters, or the school to know..."

"To know what?" I asked, "That you were plagued by your mother's passing?"

The teen looked at me in shock.

"How the hell do you know!?"

"Mr Shiota informed me." I responded, unfazed, "And he in turn was informed by someone else you care about."

"Rainbow Dash?" Zephyr scoffed,

"Your sister." I raised my voice, not in the mood for his snarkiness, "Fluttershy told him and her friends about her past, and how badly it had affected her, ever since that day. She told me she felt so guilty that her mom stood her ground, trying to protect her, only for her to pass away later. Because of that, she felt like taking her life, or at least risking it if it means saving those she cares about or stopping psychopaths. That's what she did about a month ago, charging towards a dangerous man. Nagisa took the blow meant for her."

"Son of a-!" Zephyr banged his table,

"Given your reaction, she never told you." I continued. "Either way, Fluttershy decided to tell him about what happened."

"But she never told me about all this... or dad! Not a text message, or over the table!" Zephyr explained,

"Figures..." I answered, "She tends to keep some things bottled up. Runs in your family, huh?"

"What do you mean!?"

"You've been doing the same, Zephyr." I continued. "You've also suffered too, and you intentionally haven't told Fluttershy or Mr Shy about it. Your family is the most important person to you, what makes you unable to tell them the truth?"

"Because it's the worst, embarrassing reason!" Zephyr yelled. I stepped back, letting him catch his breath. A few seconds later, I could notice tears coming from his eyes.

"Zephyr..." I walked forward and placed a hand on his shoulder. "As a caretaker of this dorm, a teacher of CHS, someone who keeps a promise, and as someone who had been cared for greatly by another. I am here for you, and I am willing to take whatever you want me to hear and support you in what you want to do. I promise you."

Zephyr looked into my eyes, and I to his; ensuring that I would not avert my eyes. Not even a single twitch. Zephyr took a deep breath and nodded.

"I miss mom. I miss her so much. Ever since she died, I felt a big part of myself taken away..."

"... Like a bonsai without its caretaker," I deduced. "Leaves grow too heavy, it requires more energy to keep alive. You know..."

"I tried to move on from her; believe me I tried. Ever since that court case with Flutters, even with mum staying by her side, we lost a lot. Dad was fired from his job and ended up with one that pays far less. We moved to an even smaller house, one that physically couldn't fit all of us. And when mum died, we absolutely can't fit the three of us together with the circumstances that we have."

"And so that's why you opted to move out to boarding school?"

"Yeah. I worked and studied hard, even showed it to Dad and Flutters, and they were impressed too. I figured, that if I was able to go up, graduate, and get a proper job, then I know that mum would rest in peace, knowing that her little bonsai grew strong. But when I started living in my first boarding school, I felt so... cold... lonely... and left behind... despite getting good grades as well as heavily participating in school activities and festivals, I felt that everyone else was far ahead of me in life outside of school. Then that's when my fear kicked in. Fear that I had failed mum. Fear that I have failed in life. And from there I lost motivation to continue studying and was unwilling to be the best. I kept on getting kicked out of boarding school, hoping to find and impress another boarding school, so I can start again and learn from what I did wrong. But the same thing drained every bit of my will away, and I got kicked out once again. That's when I realised, I never moved on from my mom's death. I was just too attached to her. And it leads to failure after failure, with no way to learn from it."

Zephyr buried his head in his arms.

"And that's why I can't tell either Fluttershy or dad. It's the pettiest reason, and it had cost dad more than ever!"

I closed my eyes, thinking hard about what he said. To be honest, he's not wrong. It is petty, and a little too sheltered under Mrs Shy to the point that it was a severe crutch to his mental and physical health. I'm no psychologist, but I have to help him. Just how long has he realised his weakness as he hopped from school to school? If I was a police instructor or coach, I'd force him to go run around laps or do push-ups to reflect on his actions. But he's not in the police, and self-reflection is not going to do much at all. For his sake, and the others, I have to support him, even if it goes against the way I grew up.

I opened my mouth. "You're right. It is petty. But if it has affected you so much, it demands serious attention and counselling. And besides... you are not alone in this world. Many people have far pettier reasons that led them to a life of turmoil and suffering."

"Really?" Zephyr sniffed.

"Yes. Like me. Granted, I do not have such a loss that leads to such petty reasons, but it was a petty reason enough that I did poorly in school."

"It's okay." Zephyr nodded, "I want to hear your story."

"Justice..." I started. "... was a name that held so much meaning to my parents and their passionate jobs as police officers. A value they were so proud of that they bequeathed it as a name for their son. But to the son, it was a value of pure embarrassment and ridicule, that he despised it bitterly."

"You hated the name Justice? But that's a completely normal name in Equestria! I mean, the girl I like is literally called Rainbow Dash!"

"Of course, but remember that I live in Neighpon, and we take our names differently." I reminded, "And that's why I was teased so much about it. So I told everyone to stop, complained to my parents about my name, and other things. I could never stop thinking about it to the point that my concentration in studies dropped, and I was sent to the lowest class of my school. A class where failures and bad-behaving students end up. We were given the worst treatment, and treated with severe prejudice by other students and teachers, except for those who were responsible for teaching us. They really helped us at our worst; academically and personally."

"Wow. That is pretty petty." Zephyr chuckled a little, "But you're pretty lucky to have caring teachers."

"And that's what I want to carry on." I answered, "The same care we received from our teachers. Yada and Nagisa would want the same things. And that's why I want to hear what you want."

"What I want?"

"I can tell that you want to break free from this cycle of failure. To no longer be afraid of letting down your mother or your family. So I want to hear... want do you want to do, that would make you happy? That would make you motivated and brave enough to study hard and succeed? To be courageous as the time you proved to your dad and sister that you can take care of yourself?"

"I..." Zephyr thought hard. "I..."

"It's okay. Tell me honestly." I added, "And if you can't think of anything, I can suggest something for you."

"I... I always grew up thinking about mum, whether she'd be happy or sad, even when in spirit. I've always been told that mum would still live on in my heart, but I still felt alone when I was away from my family. I want... I want to stay close to dad and Flutters if possible. Mum is also living on in their hearts too. Together, I would feel a lot more confident and supported. And maybe that way, I could find finally grow out of it."

"That's a very tall order." I answered, "But... it's better to try. How about we ask Mr Shiota and Ms Yada?"

I offered my hand out.

Zephyr looked at my hand, then back to me. He gave me a weak smile and accepted it. I pulled him up.

"Remember," I continued. "I am here to support your choices."

"... I see." Yada nodded as she listened to Zephyr's story and reasons. "It's disheartening, but the choice is indeed ultimately up to you. Are you sure you have second thoughts?"

"No ma'am." Zephyr shook his head, with me standing by his side, "This is my final decision. And... I want to talk to dad personally as well."

"Alright then." Yada pulled out her phone, "I'll explain the situation, and then pass the phone to you for you guys to talk it out. Do you want us to leave you be as it happens?"

"I'd like Coach Justice to stay with me." Zephyr responded, "If that's okay with you."

Yada looked at me with such surprise, then nodded. "Alright then."

She dialled Mr Shy's number.

"Hello? Mr Shy?" Yada spoke, "It's me, Tōka Yada... Yes, it is something to do with Zephyr... you want Fluttershy to join in as well? That's fine... hello Fluttershy..."

I noticed Zephyr very nervous as Yada continued speaking. I placed a hand on his shoulder once again. "Be brave. You can do this. You have to do this. For your sake."

Zephyr slowly nodded.

"Well, he's with me right now. And he's also got someone to speak for him if he's unsure." Yada spoke, "I'll let them put you on speaker..." She stood up and handed to phone to Zephyr.

"Good luck!" Yada winked as she exited the room.

"Dad? Flutters?" Zephyr spoke, turning on the speaker function.

"Zephyr..." Fluttershy's voice seethed through the phone. "Please explain."

"I don't want to live in the dorm." Zephyr admitted, "I want to stay at home."

"... I'm sorry?" Mr Shy spoke with confusion.

"I want to go home. To live with you guys." Zephyr continued, pausing between each sentence.

"You know you can't do that." Mr Shy responded,

"Please... I can't take it anymore... I... I... I can't take going to boarding school and studying far from home anymore!" He yelped.

"I don't understand." Fluttershy spoke, "What do you mean you can't take it anymore?"

"I... I can't... take care..." Zephyr hesitated, then looked at me. With a nod. I opened my mouth.

"Zephyr can't take care of himself at boarding school. He misses his family a lot, especially your mother and wife respectively." I answered. "Despite impressive academics and welfare in school, he finds that he has no clue what to do outside of it. As he reflected upon that, a fear built up within him. He cannot overcome it because of Mrs Shy's passing. This fear took a hold of his mentality, causing him to lose the willpower to study or do anything else for that matter. That... led to his continuous expulsion from many schools."

"What?" Mr Shy and Fluttershy's voice went weak.

"I'm sorry, dad... I'm sorry, Flutters." Zephyr confessed, "But I made a bad decision, and caused you so much trouble... I just couldn't tell you all."

"Speak." Mr Shy spoke, a little firm. "When did all of this happen?"

Zephyr then told his story and his problem as he did with me. Sometimes, whenever he'd hesitate, I would speak for him and making sure that what I said is what he agreed on. We'd answered the questions given by Mr Shy and Fluttershy's firm tone.

"Because of what had happened, for Zephyr to stay close to you instead of the dorm, would be better for his sake. And in that way, he would be able to improve his skills, as well as his own personal problems." I concluded.

"Zephyr..." Mr Shy spoke, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"I'm sorry Dad. I didn't want to be a burden if I came back like this. That's why I always opted to find a different boarding school."

"Son. I... I miss mum as well. Every day, I wake up in the absence of her presence, taking on many things for the betterment of all three of us. It is an extremely hard struggle."

"Same here..." Fluttershy chimed in, "Losing mum affected me just as much it had to you. Except that... I'm glad you've decided to tell us."

"Your previous actions have wrought a different kind of 'burden', and is very frustrating." Mr Shy continued, "Be that as it may, if you told me sooner, I would personally come and take you home."

"You would?" Zephyr teared up,

"How can I not give my son a second chance?" Mr Shy sniffed, "The three of us had suffered so much, we should be looking out for each other. I know how much you still love mom, me, and Fluttershy. And we love you back, even with your mistakes."

"I'm so sorry Dad... for keeping it from you." Zephyr teared up.

"Even if our house cannot fit the three of us properly... I will pave a way for you to stay. Can you do that too?" Mr Shy teared up as well.

"Of course!" Zephyr nodded.

"Actually..." Fluttershy interjected, "I have an idea."

"What?"

"It was a backup plan if you got kicked out from Koro Gardens, Zephyr. But now that I know the reason why... I think it would be the best for you and me. Are you listening, Coach Justice?"

2045 hours, Zephyr Breeze was in the lounge with all his stuff packed in his bags. Of course, I was allowed to hold his precious bonsai.

"Zephyr."

"Thunderlane," Zephyr spoke as he saw the teen walking down the stairs. "I-I'm sorry for getting you to do something horrible."

"We're cool. I've done worse." Thunderlane smiled, "I wanted to give my own two bits to you."

"What for?"

"I overheard your story from the tubes in the teacher's office." Thunderlane explained, "You are a really REALLY pathetic excuse of a human being. A Grade-A loser."

"Thunderlane..." I growled,

"Which is why I think you should hang around with me often." Thunderlane smiled, "We've all got some major embarrassing things. But I'll be damned if someone like you were to suffer again what you have. I don't know why I don't have this same friendly feeling for other guys, but it is what it is; you should be honoured. Just don't be a stranger or a loner. If you want to get ahead, maybe you should start getting some friends!"

"Y-Yeah!" Zephyr hastily nodded, "Wh-Where do you normally hang out?"

"Well I'm part of Teach's special tute club, and you can always hang out with me at the dorm if you want." Thunderlane suggested, "But hell, I'll just mooch your phone number from Flutters."

"Sure. I'll remember that." Zephyr agreed, holding out his hand. Thunderlane slapped it, creating a loud satisfying snapping sound that echoed throughout the room.

🔔Ding Dong!🔔

"They're here." Yada, informed of the situation, opened the door. "Thanks for making it."

"No worries." Mr Shy and Fluttershy entered, the two of them carrying one or two bags of luggage, as well as a bunny and a falcon upon Fluttershy's shoulders.

"H-Hey again..." Zephyr walked towards them, "I'm so sorry."

Without a word, Mr Shy grabbed the boy and hugged him tightly, as did Fluttershy.

"It's okay Zephyr." Fluttershy responded, "Besides, I've always wanted to try boarding."

"Given how much you care for Mr Shiota, I doubt that." Zephyr chuckled,

"I also want to apologise." Fluttershy answered, "As I mentioned over the phone, I was badly affected by mom's passing too. But I never told you or dad for that matter. Or perhaps I had such good support from others that I forgot about you two. I told dad about what I've gone through, but I still have yet to tell you."

"I've learned about what happened from Coach Justice, but if you still want to tell me in your own words, you can do it anytime."

"So Zephyr. Will you feel and do better? Returning back home?" Mr Shy asked,

"Yeah." Zephyr nodded. "I will."

"In that case, here you go Ms Yada." Mr Shy pulled out a fully signed form. "Fluttershy's application with her signature."

"Thanks." Yada accepted, "So to clarify, Zephyr Breeze will swap from a border to a day student. Replacing his boarding position and his room is his older sister, Fluttershy."

"Hang on a second." Fluttershy noticed the bonsai I was holding, "Isn't that mum's bonsai?"

"Our bonsai." Zephyr corrected. "You remember that mum and I bought it."

"Of course." Fluttershy nodded, "And it looks just as healthy as the day you bought it!"

"Well, who do you think is responsible?" Zephyr asked, a little insulted. "I've been taking care of it, ever since I left."

"Yeah..." Fluttershy smiled back, "You're definitely on the way to change for the better. Right, dad?"

"Of course." Mr Shy nodded, dropping the bags and tousling his son's hair, "And even in times of fear and failure, you still kept mum's green thumb. She would be proud."

"Well then..." Zephyr nodded and picked up his bags, "Let's go."

"Take care, Zephyr." Yada waved, "And good luck!"

I walked outside with the father and son to their car and helped load their bags. Once done, and the two of them seated, I passed the bonsai through their car window.

"Coach Justice? No teacher or caretaker has ever done what you did for me." Zephyr added as he took the tree. "Thank you so much."

I stood up straight, gave a small salute, and a little smile.

"See you at school Zephyr. And if there's any other challenge you face, you can come to me." I responded.

"Goodbye." Zephyr waved as he winded up the car window. I waved as Mr Shy reversed out of the porch and onto the road, driving away.

"I guess I should thank you too, Mr Justice," Fluttershy's voice called from the door.

"Then you're welcome." I turned around, walking back into the warm comforts of the dorm.

"By the way, I heard a little bit about your story regarding your name. May I know the story on why you didn't like the name in the first place? And what happened that you accepted it?"

"Sure," I smiled, "Though I think you would know the answer to the second question." As I closed the front door.

2100 hours, and everyone's in their rooms. For Yada, Nagisa and I, we're just hanging out in the teacher's room, typing up our reports and reflecting on the day. Would I say it's a somewhat normal day? Well, there were a few surprises but... I just did what I grew up to be. From a no-good student of Class E due to his name to someone who's known for assassinating a world threat, and now a special police officer working as a PE teacher in a foreign country. I guess I can say it's all thanks to that same world threat I called Korosensei.

"Nagisa! Masayoshi! Yada!" A woman's digital voice echoed from my phone.

"Ritsu!" Nagisa and Yada jumped.

I turned my phone, showing her image to them.

"I have discovered something extremely important!" Ritsu explained, "I have found something important about the person, C.B.B." Ritsu explained, "I worked about 24 hours on deciphering the initials, and I have found a possible match! From the Neighponese word Sakurachou (桜蝶), when literally translated into English, it means-"

"Sakura Butterfly." Yada gasped, "Or rather, Cherry Blossom Butterfly!"

"I wouldn't expect anything less than the world's smartest A.I!" Nagisa chuckled,

"It's a very subtle pen name to go by." Yada continued, "But does that mean Fluttershy's sender is from Neighpon?"

"Sadly, there is no further information to see whether or not the sender has ties to Fluttershy, I mean unless you want to ask Hana and Angel, and I don't think they're the talkative type."

"Ah..."

"But Cherry Blossom Butterfly is more than just a pen name. You see, I found this name on a very secretive part of the internet, specifically in Neighpon. And it's there for a reason."

The three of us froze.

"Explain," I answered,

"Sakurachou is a moniker..." Ritsu gulped, "... For an assassin."

Nagisa's Notes

Noteworthy

Light Cobalt Blue Colour, Moderate Cobalt Blue Hair that is short and thick. Moderate Gamboge Eyes, also wearing an eye gauze.

1. His Eye Gauze is due to an eye condition, though he wouldn't specify it to me. Keeps his secrets.

2. Talented in music, known main instruments include the piano and the viola, though I haven't seen him play the latter.

3. Prefers peace and quiet, would actively avoid noisy places (discovered during lunchtime duty).

4. Deep down, he seems to like seeing people who have committed crimes taste justice. He smirked from the audience during the battle with Windcaller (to which he was a victim) as well as the fight between Flash and Pressure Shaker

5. He seems to find a sense of incompleteness. This often comes up whenever he practices his instruments. Something about... lacking an accompaniment?

Notes about Magic with Sunset

The magic in the human Equestria works very differently from the one in pony Equestria. For one, magic is not an everyday part of life in the human world compared to the pony.

It was only just introduced into the human world from the first CHS incident because of her bringing over a powerful magic item. It is there that Fluttershy and her friends activated their latent magical powers, which gave them pony features similar to their pony counterparts, as well as magic. They termed it 'ponying up'.

Even when the first incident was resolved and the magic item was returned, magic remained in this world. The girls can still 'pony up' whenever they play music, which helped them resolve the second CHS incident.

Sunset discovered that magic will manifest in her and her friends whenever they show their 'truest part of themselves'. This happened in their Friendship Games without music. It was also at the Friendship Games that the third incident occurred, causing the statue to shatter and apparently, leaking the magic from the pony world to the human. But she didn't discover it till later.

The Camp Everfree trip had a fourth incident occurring there, involving Gloriosa Daisy and Timber Spruce. Around there, the seven girls received new magic powers when they were at the camp, while Gloriosa used the source of the magic as a means to gain power over plants and nature. This source was due to a set of magical geodes that originated from the pony world. With this incident resolved, the girls kept their newfound powers thanks to the geodes that they were able to carry around as necklaces. The same geode Fluttershy used physically to distract Bon Bon in the fight.

The leaking magic mentioned before enchanted normal everyday items. Sometimes it even brought over different Equestrian magic artifacts. Sunset and friends solved these minor incidents by confronting not just the items, but the people using them; though it did, unfortunately, lead to most of these artifacts being destroyed.

Because of my trip to the pony world, I somehow absorbed enough magic that I was able to carry it back to my homeworld, which is interesting considering that Sunset and the other girls had to take the survivors of a cruise ship (some of them being fellow CHS students) through the pony world just to get back to safety in the human world. Is it because I stayed there a lot more often, or gotten used to being a pony?

Either way, it's clear that there is a latent magic power in me, and it enhances the skills that I have learned as an assassin and a teacher. Although... does it mean that my truest part is being an assassin? Or a teacher? Now that I think back on the past weeks, it's probably both. Sunset said that, and I'm pretty sure Fluttershy and the others would agree. After all, I had a talent for being an assassin, but I chose to use those skills to help lives rather than take them. Maybe I should be confident about it.

I jokingly asked Sunset, 'Do you think I can pony up?' She just laughed.

Author's Note

The way the chapter was written today is a sort of parody of another Shonen Jump Anime. Can you guess which one?