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Super long chapter ahead!!

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Third Person View

Nagisa was awake for quite a while, but only decided to open her eyes just now. She almost got up and got ready for work, before remembering that today was a weekend.

The ususal bedroom greeted her. White walls, closed creme-colored curtains that reached the wooden floor. The sun filtered through the small gaps of the sides of them, yet the room was still dark and dim. Soft, ocean blue blankets covered her figure, protecting her from the morning chill.

Looking to her side, there was Karma on his back, still fast asleep. After taking a look at him, she decided not to disturb his slumber. Work has been hectic for him this past week (it always is, actually), and judging from the bags under his eyes, he needed more sleep in his system. Yet the longer she gazes at his face, she can't help brushing his bangs, then moving to cup his cheek and trace his jawline.

He shifted a little, and his face turned to the side facing her. Nagisa retracted her hand, afraid that she woke him up. She didn't, and she returned her hand back to her side, releasing her breath she didn't know she was holding through her nose.

"I wonder what I should make for breakfast," Nagisa's mind wandered. They ran out of eggs yesterday, which was unfortunate. "Pancakes, maybe?" They had one box of those instant mixes where you only needed to add water. Wasn't the best-tasting thing in the world, but Nagisa wasn't bothered to go to the market just yet. She figured Karma felt the same way as well.

Carefully, slowly, she lifted herself up and inched closer to Karma's chest. She rested her head on him, closing her eyes as she listened to his heartbeat. It was steady. Consistent. A constant reminder that he was by her side, and this wasn't a dream. The thumping calmed her, and she was on the verge of falling asleep again to the comfort she was feeling.

A pair of arms wrapping tightly around her jolted her awake once again.

"Attacking me so early in the morning, Nagi-chan?" His voice greeted her for the first time today. It was still a bit raspy and hoarse from just waking from his slumber, though.

"K-Karma... You were awake?" Her voice, on the other hand, was already clear. "Sorry... I didn't mean to wake you up."

His hands gripped her shoulder and waist. "Nagisa, if waking up means being greeted by your touches and pretty little face, I'd gladly welcome you to wake me up, no matter how early it is." He flipped them on their sides, his embrace on her still tight.

Her cheeks heated up at his sweet words. She wondered if he's still half asleep when he said that, knowing he rarely verbalizes his affection for her, instead choosing to do so by actions. It's not every day she gets to hear him like this. Karma's the type of person that finds it difficult to open up, and only does so with a handful of people. A sense of pride suddenly swelled up in her chest, knowing she was one of them.

Nagisa gripped his shirt, curling more into his embrace. The bluenette marveled at the warmth radiating from her lover. "...If only you stay awake when you wake up."

He chuckled, "Hey, I didn't say I'd stay awake after that. With such a cute teddy bear to hold, how can I not fall asleep again?"

"I didn't know you slept with teddy bears."

"Hmm, is that so?" He replied with amusement. "I have a cute, blue teddy bear that's so soft and fits too perfectly in my arms. Once I get ahold of it, letting go seems like a difficult option to consider."

Nagisa drew circles on his chest. "Really now? I'm almost jealous." She let out a small laugh.

"Why, what deed have I done to be graced by the jealousy of Lady Nagisa herself?" He teasingly asked.

Nagisa chuckled along, nuzzling her head into the crook of his neck. "Everything."

It looks like breakfast had to wait.

Later..

The supermarket was bustling by the time the couple arrived.

As Nagisa was finding a particular milk brand, her mind wandered to a particular girl in her class. What Minako told her yesterday took her by surpirse.

...

Minako practically ran down the halls and into the faculty room. She slid the doors open, "Excuse me!" She greeted the teachers as she let out huffs of breath. "Um, I would like to inform of the commotion going on in front of class 3-3!"

Nagisa watched her student, curious on what had made her run all the way here, since Minako almost never ran in the halls.

"What?" One of the male teachers stood up. "What happened, Arisato?"

"It's true!" A male student appeared behind Minako. "It was Yoshioka-san from class 3-3 and... I think it was Fujinaga-san of class 3-5."

Now they really caught Nagisa's attention.

Fujinaga was never one to make a commotion with people. Sure, she had a tough attitude, but she would never take it that far. "Unless..." Nagisa thought.

After one of the teachers stood up and went outside, he was lead to the class by the male student behind Minako. The bluenette stood up, and she had a feeling Minako knew she wanted to talk to her. Minako stood out of her way as she led her outside the faculty room.

"Does it have something to do with one of your classmates? Nagisa immediately asked her student after sliding the door closed behind her, remaining calm as she folded her arms under her chest.

Her student looked her in the eyes for a few moments before looking away.

"To tell you the truth, Sensei..."

...

"Nagisa?" Karma tapped her shoulder, pulling her back from her thoughts. "Something wrong?"

She blinked and looked at the taller man. "Ah.  I was thinking about my students..."

Karma hummed. "Well, can't stop you if it's about your students."

Nagisa wasn't unfamiliar with bullying, unfortunately. She's had her share back in middle school along with her classmates back in 3-E, and even in grade school she didn't find a way out of it sometimes.

She somewhat understood how Mizuno kept quiet about it. Nagisa herself always kept quiet whenever other students bothered her. It was in 3-E she first stood up to those bullies, unintentionally baring her bloodlust for them to witness.

Taking the carton of milk with her and putting it in the cart, she noticed something sitting in the corner of it. "Karma, what's that durian-scented car air freshner for?" She narrowed her eyes at her boyfriend. She knows for a fact that neither of them are fans of the smell of durians. Why are they even selling car air freshners of that damned fruit?

"Oh, that?" Karma grinned. "You know how the guy next door always leaves out his trash in the hallways? Yeah, I'm planning to get back at him by putting this under his carpet by the front door."

Nagisa sweat dropped. "Karma, I don't think that's a good idea, considering we live right next to him."

"Don't worry, it'll only be half as effective. It'll seep in right under his door, and he can't even get rid of it because he doesn't know where it's coming from! And if he does find it and throw it away, he'll still need to bear with the smell of it along with his trash until the cleaners come and pick 'em up. Which is..." The red head looked at his watch. "Wednesday next week."

The bluenette tilted her head and raised her eyebrows with a sigh.

"Nagisa, I'm doing a favor for all of our fellow 4th floor occupants. I think even you could agree that we all prefer not getting the scent of rotten eggs and half-eaten meals in our systems each morning in the halls," Karma said before taking a bow. "Consider it payback."

Finally, his girlfriend loosened her shoulders, and a smile graced her features. She let out a giggle. "You know what, you're right. It's about time he gets a taste of his own medicine."

Karma smirked as he looked down at her. "You're learning from the best of the best."

She felt his hand ruffle her hair before settling it around her waist, walking them both forward as he pushed the cart to the next aisle.

Nagisa silently wondered. "Payback, huh...?"

-Time skip-

"Sakurai-san, Mizuno-san, Taniguchi-kun, and Ogata-kun," Izumi announced to her group as she looked down at her paper. "Including me, we're complete."

It was biology, and the class was about to head out to do an experiment with the plants.

Sakurai stood up, brushing her long blonde hair out of the way. "Let's get this over and done with."

Ogata nodded. "Yeah, I agree. I'd prefer not being in the sun for too long."

The blonde girl looked back at him and smirked. "How are we sure you're not just gonna sleep under the shade when we get there? Aoba will have a nice sleeping buddy then."

Izumi walked beside the taller girl, Mizuno following soon after.

"Oi, Taniguchi!" Sakurai turned around. "Get your ass over here!"

"Yeah, yeah," Taniguchi walked over.

The group began to tread in the halls, moving their way towards the school garden.

"I'm quite fond of going outside," Mizuno said with a smile. "It's quite relaxing, especially when there are birds chirping~"

The silver haired girl shrugged. "I dunno, Mizuno-san. I'd hate to get a tan. Especially in this time of the day..."

She then noticed Taniguchi walk by them. "What about you, Taniguchi-kun?"

"Me?" The blonde looked down at them. "Hm.. Well, I have a part time job as a florist, so I think I have experience with flowers and plants? Probably."

Izumi raised her brows. "I didn't know you had a part time job, Taniguchi-kun. As a florist, too?" She had a hard time imagining a guy like him working arranging flowers while wearing an apron. The customers will probably be taken aback, too, when he speaks; considering his deep voice.

He scratched his cheek sheepishly. "Yeah. It's not the only one I got, actually. I think I have at least five part time jobs."

Mizuno'a eyes widened. "F-five!?"

"Is being a drug dealer one of them?" Sakurai asked jokingly (at least, it seemed like it to Izumi) with a grin.

"Nah, nothing like that," he replied. "Oh, but I do help out this one guy distribute these powder vitamins on the streets."

"That's super shady!!" Everyone thought.

"Don't worry, they really are just vitamins. I took some myself, and I was a-okay." He reassured them.

"I-is that so..." Izumi sweat dropped.

"And my hair isn't actually blonde," Taniguchi added.

Well, dyeing one's hair blonde isn't uncommon in this school, especially not in class 3-5.

"I work in a cafe, and the owner thought it would attract more customers if I dyed my hair blonde. So I did."

"What kind of cafe is that...?"

"It's a butler cafe."

"Taniguchi-kun as a butler!?" They all simultaneously imagined the tall and intimidating Taniguchi in a butler outfit.

Sakurai started howling with laughter as she held her stomach.

Ogata, who was eating melon bread this entire time, offered everyone his snack. Only Izumi accepted and ripped a small piece for herself.

"Ohf!" She suddenly remembered something as she stuffed the bread in her mouth. "We forgof... We forgot the shovel." She said once she swallowed the contents in her mouth.

"Oh, you're right!" Mizuno exclaimed.

"I'll go get it," Taniguchi offered, already heading off the other direction. "In the shed near the gym, right?"

"Right!" Izumi called out after him.

The group headed on towards the gardens. Izumi got to know her classmates a bit more. Ogata mostly stayed silent, but he was listening and made a comment once or twice on occasion.

"Really, Konishi-chan? What happened after that?" Mizuno said in between giggles.

"After that..." Izumi continued her story, grinning.

As they walked, Sakurai noticed a group of people walking in the opposite direction of them. She thinks she knows the one in front with the ponytail, her name was something like... Yoshioka? They started whispering among themselves.

As they passed them, Yoshioka lifted her arm in Mizuno's direction, and Mizuno's head fell back before she fell to the floor. Sakurai's eyes widened.

"Oh, sorry! My hand slipped," Yoshioka said, her friends giggling behind her.

"Mizuno-san!" Izumi quickly lowered to the floor to help the girl up.

"Oh, but aren't girls like her meant to be on the floor?"

They let out their laughs, echoing in the halls.

Mizuno put her hand over her nose, trying to stop the blood coming out of it. Yoshioka's elbow made an impact on her face.

"Huh? Ew, is she bleeding? Ugh, somebody get her out of here."

Izumi gritted her teeth as she looked up at Yoshioka with a glare. "Hey, you—"

She stopped when she saw a flutter of long blonde hair in front of her.

"I apologize in advance." Sakurai moved towards Yoshioka.

"I've got this bad twitch in my leg..." She swung her leg on the floor beneath Yoshioka, making her stumble to the ground.

"Eek!!" Yoshioka screeched as she fell. Before she knew it, she was grabbed by the collar and lifted up the ground.

The silver haired girl gasped as she looked at the blonde. "Sakurai-san!"

Sakurai smiled. "I'll let you choose."

She shoved Yoshioka onto the wall behind her with a loud bang. "Which do you prefer? In the face or in the stomach?"

Yoshioka's eyes widened in horror, tears already spilling. "N-no... don't..."

"Where do you wanna take your punches? Do you wanna protect that painted-on face or take it in that anorexic gut!? Which? Choose! Now!!"

Yoshioka's group covered their mouths as they backed away.

Izumi felt Mizuno standing up, her hands losing the grip they had on her shoulders. "Wha— Mizuno-san!?"

"Sorry, I'll be right back." Mizuno gave her a reassuring smile, dropping the blood-soaked handkerchief Izumi offered her.  The girl jogged towards Sakurai and grabbed her arm with both of hers.

Sakurai was taken by surprise, and she took her eyes off of Yoshioka who was bracing for impact to the pink-haired girl that clung to her arm. "Mizuno, butt out! Or I'll flatten you right along with her!"

"B-but Sakurai-san, won't that defeat the purpose of you defending me?" Mizuni smiled at her as she sweat dropped. "Everyone, calm down! We'll settle this."

As the panic happened, they suddenly heard the PA jingle playing all throughout the school.

"An announcement...?" Izumi said aloud, still on the ground.

"Attention to all students," A familiar voice was heard. "We inform you that there will be the student council and class representatives going around the school to inspect the student body for uniform check-ups along with the inspection for contraband within your belongings..."

"This voice... Shiota-sensei?" The silver-haired girl spoke again, this time with surprise evident in her tone.

Sakurai dropped Yoshioka to the ground and walked towards Ogata and Izumi. "Hmph."

"Those who violate the uniform protocol or in posession of contraband will be held after school today."

"W-what!?" One of the girls in Yoshioka's group exclaimed. "B-but I'm wearing makeup... And I keep all of my lip glosses under my desk!"

"My hair..." Yoshioka instinctively palmed her blonde hair, the tips of it orange. "A-and our uniforms...!"

The girls look at their modified uniforms, which were all cut and sewed up shorter than the rest of the students.

"Thank you for your attention." Izumi could almost hear that Nagisa was smiling as she said that. The PA jingle played again, leaving the students dumbfounded.

"Well that was unexpected." Ogata said.

Mizuno noticed that Sakurai was glaring elsewhere, likely avoiding to gaze upon Yoshioka on the floor.

She smiled, "Don't worry, Sakurai-san. I'll talk to her."

Yoshioka was helped up by her friends as she glared at Mizuno. "What do you mean 'talk to me'?"

"Are you sure, Mizuno-san? Soon the student council will be stomping along these halls and you can report her right to them." Izumi said, finally standing up and brushing the dirt off herself.

"No, it's partially my fault too. I should've dealt with this years ago.." She turned to Yoshioka with a smile. "What I should have done..."

She raised her hand and smacked it right along her face. "Was cut you down right from the start." Her eyes darkened.

Everyone's eyes widened as they heard Yoshioka let out a scream of pain.

Mizuno turned to the girls behind her, and they immediately back away. "P-please, no more..."

And sure enough, they heard stomps coming closer and closer towards them.

"Hm? What have we here?" Fujinaga was there, crossing her arms as she looked down upon Yoshioka and her friends. "A group of rats who can't seem to read the protocol on uniforms, hm?"

Yoshioka flinched.

"And what's this?" Minako also suddenly appeared, peering at Mizuno's face. "Mizuno-san, might I ask why you have blood on your face?" She smiled.

Izumi looked at the two girls. "You guys..."

Yoshioka and her friends were resisting Fujinaga when the blonde suddenly felt an intimidating presence behind her.

"What's going on here...?" A deep voice greeted her as Yoshioka slowly turned around to see a looming figure resting a shovel over its shoulders. One look at his face, she fell to the ground with a thump.

She began backing away, her friends also intimidated.

"P-please..." She got up and began running through the halls, away from Mizuno and the rest of her group. "No more!!" Her friends looked back and forth between Yoshioka and the looming figure, but one glance is all it took for them to book it as well.

"Hey!! We're not done with you brats!!" Fujinaga began running after them, her speed clearly outmatching the girls.

"Oh..." Minako noticed her partner running. "I guess I have to go, too! Later!" She tried catching up to Fujinaga.

...

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"Uh... I got the shovel," Taniguchi announced rather lamely to his group.

"Yeah... thanks, Taniguchi-kun." Izumi sweat dropped.

She turned her attention to Mizuno. "You okay, Mizuno-san? That was quite a stunt you pulled..."

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks, guys."

Sakurai let out a huff. "Judging from their cowardly reactions, I doubt they'll go after you again."

"You think so? ...I'm glad, then." Mizuno let out a sigh of relief. She still felt the sting on her palm from the slap she gave. She's never raised her hand against anyone before, but that felt... satisfying. Rewarding. Like she put all of her pent up frustrations into that one smack.

"That slap sure was unexpected, Mizuno-san," Ogata spoke. "To be honest, I don't think any of us knew you had it in you."

Mizuno let out a chuckle. "Me neither. I couldn't have done it without Shiota-sensei, too..."

"Shiota-sensei?" Izumi pondered. Has she spoken to Nagisa about this matter? Well, surely she knows of the situation thanks to them sending Minako to the faculty office the other day, but... She didn't think they had actually talked about it. Or was she talking about earlier? "Speaking of..." She started. "That announcement was really sudden. I don't think we've experienced an inspection by the student organization before."

It makes her wonder even more about what Minako talked about with Nagisa last Friday. She made a mental note to ask about the details later.

"Anyways," Sakurai sighed. "Since there's this whole inspection crap going on, we have free class, right?" She yawned and started walking away, "I'm going back to class."

Taniguchi stared blankly at her. "Should I return this...?"

"Here, let me do it this time..." Ogata took the shovel away from him. "But man, they sure got the wrong idea when they saw you with this thing..."

They laughed together.

Meanwhile, in the PA room..

"Thanks for the hard work, Shiota-sensei," The teacher said from behind her. "A sudden inspection surely caught them off guard. I don't know why we've never thought of this before." He let out a laugh.

Nagisa smiled at the older teacher, taking her fingers off the mic. "Don't thank me, Yamada-sensei. The student council had a play in this, too. I merely voiced out their opinion to the higher-ups."

"Oh, don't be so modest. They also said it was due to your encouragement that made their decision final."

"Is that so?" Nagisa smiled a little wider.

Yamada-sensei nodded. "But 
I was wondering, why the sudden inspection now, of all times?"

The bluenette hummed to herself as she pondered. Her innocent smile returned. "Let it be a warning for the more... misbehaving students."
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Eyy an update!!

Nagisa be getting revenge this time. No one messes with her students!!

Character of the Day:
Sakurai Ran

Gender: Female
Birthday: August 23rd
Height: 169 cm
Blood type: B

Apearance: A blonde beauty with long, straight hair. She has dark brown eyes, and a tall figure.

Personality: She's a looker who has a knack for fighting. She comes from a rich family, but finds the maids and butlers in her household a nuisance. Her actions may look intimidating, but she often helps people who are being bothered (by beating the said bothering person up).

Fun fact: She often gets asked by foreigners for directions, yet always tells them off. Despite being half American, she actually can't speak English well.

Thanks for reading this chapter~