Simple Education

Chapter 1: One hell of a angry mime and some living adjustments

"And that is the legend of Momotaro, the boy born from a peach." Keine spoke, pointing at a small picture on the board. "Are there any questions? …Yes, you."

Cirno lowered her hand and spoke in a soft tone, of course, she didn't understand much, but it was worth a shot to ask. "Are kids usually born from peaches?" She asked slowly.

"No, not usually. That's why it's legend – legendary. Rare." Keine smiled. Her students, of course, being like children to her, Cirno was one of those that she tried to take care of. "It's odd, you see….and it's probably never happened, but it's still amazing to think about, isn't it?"

Cirno nodded quickly, smiling, understanding a bit. Rumia blinked, darkness beginning to surround her again, a sure sign she was confused. Wriggle's antennae twitched up, as if to ask what was wrong. Mystia's wing raised towards the window. Sure enough, there seemed to be a battle going on outside the window, and Rumia seemed worried over that, from what her friends could judge from her expression.

"Sensei! Sensei!" Mystia raised her hand.

"Yes, Mystia?" Keine asked, looking over at Mystia, seeing that she looked a bit worried as well. "….What is it?"

"There's a battle going on outside..." Mystia muttered weakly, only barely loud enough for Keine to hear it and for her to rush outside.

The battle was surely amazing. Sparks flew everywhere, although it was also dangerous. The two combatants were Marisa Kirisame, and a figure wrapped in a shawl. Marisa seemed to be winning enough, but it was still too troublesome, as Keine joined in quickly and began to shoot at the figure. Marisa smirked, seeing the were-hakutaku join into the fray.

"Glad to see you could join us, sensei. Especially with darkness here attacking me out of the blue, da ze." Marisa shot off another spark, as Keine shot off danmaku to match it.

"No explanation? No words exchanged, just a attack?" Keine asked, blinking. Marisa nodded, quickly flying over and shooting danmaku at the other side.

"Really, it's weird. Creepin' me out real good, let me tell you that, ze…" Marisa sighed, but Keine merely shook her head.

"Excuse me? What are you doing here…?" Keine asked the figure, who merely responded by shooting off more danmaku. She quickly grazed, and grumbled.

"It's not going to help you, ze. Just try to drive it off."

"Well, it's best to try to make peace…"

"How do you make peace with an angry mute? You don't. You just don't. It's impossible ground, unless you're Satori, or something like that."

"How can you still spit off cheerful comebacks during the middle of a fight…"

"Charisma. Charisma, ze. Keeping heads held high since the beginning of time."

Keine sighed, but smiled weakly, as the figure hissed, shot off a bit more danmaku, then began to run.

"Oh, look, it's tryin' to run. Should we cut it off?"

"I'm not sure if that would be best."

"Of course it's for the best. We could settle this mime's anger issues now, or we could wait until it brings out something more deadly, ze."

"But I have students, and…"

"It's not like they don't have…..every other day in the school year to learn, or take tests, or whatever the hell you do. I'd personally just sit back and put the crap on the board and wait for them to read it and shit like that."

"And that is why you're not a teacher."

"Touché. But still, sensei….we've got to get….whatever-it-is before it comes back. If we don't get it now, it's fought on your home ground, a student could be next."

"You're using my weaknesses against me, Kirisame." Keine sighed, nodding quietly. It was the truth, however much she hated to admit it. "But…..I have to take care of them for now…."

"….Your loss. Good luck with the impending doom and all. You'll take care of it on your own, right?" Marisa smirked, and got into flying position. She attempted to fly, but landed flat on her face as she tried. Keine looked down and blinked, a bit worried.

"….Marisa?" She asked quietly, kneeling down next to her. The magician lifted her head up and frowned, a small spot with blood trickling down her forehead.

"The hell happened….I was fine one moment, and then the next, I can't fly." Marisa put her hand over the bleeding spot, grumbling to herself. "Did that…..thing…..cancel out my powers?"

"…..It appears so." Keine frowned, crossing her arms.

"…Great. Just….great. I'm stuck in….the human village…..with sensei, her class….and no powers. Not like I'll be able to walk home before nighttime comes. It'd take at least…a while….to get home, ze." Marisa sighed, and took out a small bit of coins from her pocket. "…Oh. Right. Forgot I was dirt poor." She frowned, and hung her head in an overdramatic fashion. "IF ONLY THERE WAS A PERSON KIND ENOUGH TO TAKE ME IN FOR THE NIGHT."

"….You and the sympathy card…." Keine sighed, helping Marisa up. "I suppose you could stay with me. But remind yourself that this is temporary, and as soon as you can, you're going home."

Marisa grinned. "Or when we get rid of Mister-Or-Miss-Anger-Issues."

"No. Not going for that long." Keine frowned. "Now, come inside. There's a first-aid kit in my classroom, and I think the students are getting worried. Whatever you do, DON'T YOU DARE DO ANYTHING THAT COULD LEAVE A IMPRESSION ON THEM. ESPECIALLY ANYTHING NEGATIVE." Keine pulled Marisa close to her and glared down, to hopefully leave a mark on her conscience. Unfortunately, Marisa smirked.

"Would you expect that from little 'ol me?"

"Yes."

"Then you know me well enough, ze."

Keine sighed, and walked inside, a chuckling magician following her.