Chapter 2

Ironman started class. he began talking about math, specifically things like algebra II. most of the people in the class were already dazing off having no idea what he was talking about. Only about four people actually understood it. Minami, Himeji, Yuuji, and Nagisa. Nagisa actually learned this before at his old school, in Class 3-E. Korosensei really did over prepare them. While nagisa already knew it all. He still watched and payed attention. He wanted to make sure he still remembered everything just in case. He wouldn't want to be unprepared for tests. Minami was good at math, but she was also terrible at japanese. Could be a problem later. Yuuji and Himeji were naturally gifted academically. But Yuuji even so was lazy and could care less. Himeji was arguably the best model student of the entire school.

"Nagisa" Ironman called on.

"Yes sensei?"

"Can you answer this question?"

One Ironman asked this question a number of whispers formed from one person to another.

"That kid's screwed"

"Poor kid"

"Only Himeji could answer this."

However, nobody actually knew what Nagisa was capable of. He was very easily able to answer the question. Possibly attributed to actually paying attention that is. Him answering the question shocked the entire class. The question was a quadratic equation to find X, if a b and c all equal 4. Nagisa had zero problem with this as he's seen it dozens of times on boards and test papers.

"Good, you may sit down."

He sat back down and the class continued without any more questions for him.

"That is all. Be sure to study, because this is going to be on the test. I will be back in an hour" Ironman declared before walking out of the room.

Now that lunchtime commenced, Nagisa could get a scan of the people in the class. He already knew that the class was the "dumbest" of the school, and the resources the class had access to was minimal. The previously mentioned desks were just cardboard boxes. He was told before that in Test Wars, if the class lost they would be downgraded in equipment. Higher classes would have to trade their equipment with lower classes, but if class F lost and had no real trade value, then they would simply lose what they had and be given worse items. It was likely that they had already lost a battle or two. The students gathered into groups, easy for Nagisa to identify and evaluate. There were a majority of groups that were simply sitting around playing on some handheld games like DS's and PSP's. To the side in the corner something rather creepy caught his eye. A bunch of people in black robes and hoods sharpening scythes and building chain links. It looked like some cult if not already a cult. To the far right corner a group of people were talking to one another. Some were from the group of girls he saw walking into school.

"Hey Nagisa!" on of the girls shouted waving her hand. She was the one with the ponytail. "Come sit with us."

"Oh, alright." Nagisa walked to the corner and sat down next to the group.

"I'm surprised that you were able to answer that question if you were in class F. are you a math person?" she asked with curiosity.

"No, not really. My best subject is english. Math is just kinda something I picked up along the way"

"Really? Wow, my best is math and I might've had trouble with that one. Anyway, I'm Minami Shimada."

"Nice to meet you Shimada-san."

"This is Mizuki Himeji" Minami said clutching the girl with long pink hair, who was also interested in meeting him.

"Hello Nagisa-kun." she said. Her voice was soft and smooth. She looked beautiful actually. Something like a princess. "It's good to have another person among us."

"Likewise…" Nagisa noticed something in his peripheral vision. A dark figure peeking from outside the door. He could feel the red glowing aura around the person's eye. This didn't scare him, he simply stood up and walked out the other door. The person seemed to know and ran away before Nagisa could identify them.

"Are you okay Nagisa-kun? Is something wrong?" Himeji asked.

"Uh, no I'm fine." Nagisa said sitting back down.

"Hello, I'm Hideyoshi Kinoshita. I'm a boy by the way" one of the others said. He had mid brown hair reaching his neck. If Nagisa was any other person he'd have trouble believing him. But Nagisa's had his own experience with this

Yoshii who was sleeping again, woke up and introduced himself. "Oh hey there. I'm Akihisa Yoshii. Nice to meet you."

I'm Yuuji Sakamoto" the boy with red hair said still lying on the ground.

Greetings were done.

"So, Nagisa, why're you in class F?" Yoshii asked,

"I'm not sure really, I thought I aced the entrance exam. I knew the answers to the questions, the proctor even said i did very well."

"So the hag rigged something." Yoshii thought.

"Well it doesn't really matter, the more people in the class means more manpower" Yuuji commented. "Nagisa, did you get your score back from your test?"

"Uh yeah," Nagisa took out a small piece of paper from his bag which had his results.

"It says, 'by decree of the academy headmaster, Nagisa Shiota is hereby designated to class F regardless of test score.". The score greatly surprised everyone. The Headmaster was supposedly fair with whatever she did. This was very different.

"Does it say what your scores were?" Yoshii asked.

"Um yeah" Nagisa read off, "English: 496, Math: 470, History: 453, Japanese: 410, Science: 347. Total: 2176"

Only one thing ran across everyone's minds, two simple words to describe their reactions to the scores read off.

"Holy crap" they all thought, stares confusing Nagisa.

"What?" Nagisa asked.

"When you said your grades were 'pretty good' I thought you meant class B or something." Minami said. "That's easily A class, like what Himeji has last time I saw and she's like number 1 or 2 in the entire school"

Yuuji for the first time, got up. "Well then he's gonna be helpful for our next summoner war. Which reminds me, we need to get back on that."

"On test wars?" Nagisa asked.

"Yeah, right after the next test."

Yuuji stood up and positioned himself behind the podium the teachers used.

"Listen up everyone!" Yuuji shouted catching the attention of the entire class.

"We've screwed around for long enough don't you think? Sitting around with a bunch of cardboard boxes? Don't you all think we deserve better!?"

The entire class roared with agreement.

"We were knocked down before, but there's no reason to lie around like dead meat!"

Once again the class roared.

"The class is kinda easily motivated. But considering it's class F and the desks are boxes, I can't blame them." Nagisa thought.

"So here's what we will do. We need to get the best scores we can on the next test. If we want to get class A's shit, then we gotta work for it!"

The class roared a third time, this time a bit hesitant.

"C'mon people! Don't cower away from such simple things as tests, if you pay attention, then you can win! Persevere, and success will be in reach!"

The class instantly began shuffling around pulling out any and all note papers they had and started talking about the answers to the homework they got. Which also reminded the speaker that he and his friends haven't even finished their work, Himeji and Nagisa probably did, but since the words are all in japanese Kanji. Minami was out of luck for everything except numbers. Yoshii was already asking people for answers the moment he realized his wasn't already copied.

"Hey, where's ninja pervert?" Yoshii blurted out.

"..come to think of it, I haven't seen him at all since Nagisa came in" Yuuji said.

"Who?" Nagisa asked.

"Ninja pervert is exactly what he sounds like, he's basically the king of perverts. He photographs girls underskirts and/or in erotic poses and sells them." Yuuji explained.

"Also, where's Hideyoshi?"

"Maybe he's out for lunch."

"But he usually eats here."

"Maybe his sister needs him or something."

"Oh yeah" Nagisa remembered it was lunch break. He unpacked the food he made. Some fried rice and pork.

"That looks really good Nagisa, did you make it?" Himeji asked.

"Oh, yeah, I started making myself lunch last year. It's so my mother doesn't have to do it."

"Cool, I made my lunch too!"

Yuuji and Yoshii held their breaths the moment they saw her open her lunch box.

Neither spoke, but they still held a conversation. Somewhere along the line they figure out morse code, how to read it, and how to blink it.

"Don't breathe it in" Yuuji blinked

"Wasn't going to" Yoshii blinked back "Should we tell Nagisa?"

"He'll figure it out soon. I am sad we won't be able to use him for the war. He's going to die premature."

"So sad…"

Nagisa noticed them blinking rapidly, but didn't get it since he never learned morse code. His eyes reverted back to Himeji and her lunch. He could feel the black death surrounding the lunch box, sourcing from the food within.

"Would you like to try it?" Himeji asked.

"Um, s-sure, you can try mine to." Nagisa said holding out his own lunch box.

"Okay, thank you"

At that moment, a very tense atmosphere irradiated from the side, from the group in black hoods. Countless eyes staring with dangerous amount of bloodlust. Nagisa wasn't phased at all. They held up a spoonful for one another, Nagisa mentally fortifying himself.

"Hey Himeji" Yuuji interrupted at the last second.

"Yes Yuuji-kun?"

"Right after you do that can you grab me a soda?"

"Sure, what kind?"

"Orange"

"Okay, now Nagisa-kun, open wide"

Both classmates ingested the "food" placed on the spoons. Once both had done so, Himeji stood up to get a soda for Yuuji. As she left, Nagisa's mouth made a large frown.

"3… 2… 1…" the two observing boys thought, counting down the death of their new friend. However.

"Oh my god, this is bad." Nagisa thought. For any normal person, this may have knocked them out. Luckily for Nagisa, this was better than getting beaten up and kneed in the stomach by both a military combat professional and his near superhuman best friend. He gritted his teeth and survived eating it.

Yuuji's and Yoshii's mouths dropped instantly as they saw Nagisa's eyes open.

"W-w-w-w-huh? How are you still alive Nagisa?" Yoshii stammered "Are you superhuman?"

"No, I've just been through worse."

"What's worse than that?"

"You'd be surprised, for instance, very fast flying plus jet lag."

"Oh hey," Yuuji said "Himeji's coming back."

10 minutes later

Ironman reopened the door to the room holding a new packet of paper.

"Alright class, let's begin English."

While class F was at the bottom of the social caste, class A was obviously at the top. Class A was the elite of the school, the role models and face of the school. Each one of them could easily square off with several students in class D, E. and or F. the best of the class could single handedly defeat at least half of a class. Needless to say, they weren't ever going down by normal means.

"So, there is a new student here." the class A vice representative said on the announcement of the actual class representative. Her name was Yuuko Kinoshita, the older sister of Hideyoshi.

"Yes, he was put in class F allegedly." the representative agreed. Her name was Shouko Kirishima. An "Ice queen mixed with yandere" according to every guy who's ever been turned down by her… and Yuuji, her love interest. "Despite his placement, rumors suggest his score was actually very high."

"Really now? Why was he put in that idiot class?"

"I do not know."

"Alright then." Yuuko said standing up. "Let's go pay a visit after class."

"Yes."

END