The leaves ruffled against the low autumn sun as the wind flew by, carrying the scent of wet grass and yellow butter-cups with it. Right to the nose of a certain spikey blone haired football captain.

Hiruma.

Who at the moment was training and cursing-out his team at the same time.

" You fucking slackers better be ready for the game next week! Correct me if I'm fucking wrong, but this is a very important game if I'm not fucking mistaken?"

" Yes, sir!"

" Good! Now I want to see you run twenty laps around the damn field before you go home, starting now!"

And with that, they were off.

Grinning with satisfaction, the demonic team captain made his way over to the club-house of the Deimon American football team. He always waent there after practice to assess and prosess the teams progress on his computer.

As he opened the door he was greeted with the fresh scent of chocolate and glazed doughnuts which were sitting right on the table, a letter enclosed next to it.

Grabbing one of the glazed and taking a quick bite out of it, Hiruma opened the letter with a quick tear and read the contents,

' Dear, Deimon Devilbats
Enjoy the doughnuts because it will be the last time I'll be able to deliver or make them for you. I am sorry to have to do this, but I am turning in my resignation as manager of the team. I cannot say why, I can only say I'm extremely sorry. –Love and sloppy kisses, Mamori.'

Hiruma read the letter twice more, in less than fifteen seconds, before turning to bolt out the door. Doughnut half eaten.

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Diclaimer- I own an evil cat, but not this anime.

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