Chapter 3: If you've been tricked, then countertrick

Another start of school morning and Rin starts her day by showing off again by dashing at full speed through the closing gate. "Nyehehehe!" While of course she always makes it, it was a habit being a total ass towards those who didn't.

SMACK!

"OW! What was that- Buchou!" She cocked her head in confusion. She scratched her head tensely because in her mind, the equation goes like this: Buchou = Bad news. "Wazzup?"

She was confused even more when her buchou smiled. Oh that's exactly how dinosaurs went extinct. Instead of explanation, she was greeted by stack of books not to mention its weight was no joke. "What the hell will I do with these?"

"You moron! As much as we need you in the team, don't go making books as training medium in tennis! Read 'em and pass your failing subjects! If you don't then there's no reason for you to keep up with us, understood!" She then left the confused 2nd year.

"Who? Whoever said I was failing!" She screamed at particularly no one. Maybe the sky.

At the hallway, her thoughts still lingered at the books at hand. "Damn... These books are heavy." Then someone accidentally bumped into her. "Ow! You asshole, watch where you're going!"

She froze as she witnessed who attacked her. "Akiyama-kun, even if we don't have 'Good Manners and Right Conducts' subject, I believe you shouldn't utter those words easily at school or even outside. It gives the school a general impression of uneducated students, am I right?" It was her homeroom teacher! As much as she wants to agree with him, the glare he's giving off puts the sun's glare to shame. "S-Sorry sir! I will never do it again! I swear!"

"Swearing is bad and you do know that it is a serious matter, right? So see you after classes. Detention, that is."

'What?' She can't believe that swearing out of pain had been a minor offense and what more, her supposed to be can't-kill-a-roach adviser just gave her his first and only existing detention he's given without a second thought! She blinked outright, put his books down first before following her first subject teacher in suspicion. Two corners to turn then where, downstairs? He was supposed to go straight to their classroom, or perhaps he forgot something. She got back to where she left his books and returned to the classroom. Her adviser was already there.

"Hey, you're late. What are the books for?" her friend started.

"Training." She lied and thankfully her friend didn't pry anymore.

When the homeroom class ended, it was normally normal and she couldn't tell if her encounter with the adviser even existed.

It was weird okay! That's an understatement though. At lunchbreak, she was confessed to by some unknown creature she wished was just an illusion, then after her 6th period, in the same hallway she met her homeroom adviser, reminded her of the detention and her forgotten captain who wishes for her to study suddenly came out of nowhere. She scratched her head in confusion. Well it was really itching, mind you. But that was beside the point! Then her vision made a familiar presence by none other than the same unknown creature. She was sure to smack him like a tennis ball but unfortunately, the guy has quick reflexes. (Reflexes because she tried every part she deemed weak)

"Damnit! What on 'go away' don't you understand, shithead!"

What made her blood boil though was his reply. "Everything you say don't enter here," He pointed to his ear. Then he pulled on her hand which she thrust back with undeniably hated force mumbling an 'eww', put his hand on his chest. "All enters here."

'What kind of lame line is this shithead saying?' The fact that a few students are aware of the scene and even whistled didn't escape her ears. With all her conviction she explained hysterically through forced laughs, "This shithead doesn't know what he's saying! Don't take it from a mental patient! Hahaha!" But the whistling continued and now she was annoyed! "What the fuck? Are you kidding me?" She growled panic-stricken. She still needs to attend detention and study to still keep her tennis life yet some unknown shithead keeps getting on the way... She was pissed and everyone knows what hell she can cause when she is.

"Ho-ho... Look, the clumsy kiddo's getting angry... She shot her head up recognizing the name call. However, the voice was indistinguishably him though.

"Why do you call me that?"

"You don't like it Akiyama-kun?" Her face distorted even more. It was the voice of his homeroom adviser!

"Y-You-"

The unknown male made a knowing smirk before taking off every cover he disguised himself with. "How was my trick, my dearest apprentice?" It was Niou, the trickster!

Rin, whose knuckles had long ago turned white, clenched her teeth instead. She has quite a habit of submitting everything under pressure, doesn't she? She was ready to badmouth him alongside a power punch when she heard her captain.

"Don't do that Akiyama." She tensed so she stopped, and looked back. There was no buchou! 'Oh shit! Was that-?'

Too late because Niou had already ran off. "Come back here!" She chased after him not caring if about the souls she bumps into on the way.

Niou had enough fun for today thanks for a certain 2nd year when in the hallway, he met up with someone.

'Holy shit. She's gonna put me in detention again...' He kept his cool though so much for being together with Yagyuu, the gentleman.

"Masaharu Niou!" the student council president barked and motioned for him to come. "We need to talk."

Niou admits his surprise when the president brought them at the rooftop, of all places. "Kaichou, isn't this place strictly prohibited from students?" He drawled familiarly.

"I am alarmed." The white-haired guy freaked out. His Kaicho voicing out her concerns to his face? The world must have been turned upside down. "Was it you who actually give those plushies?"

"Ho... So that was this is about... He grinned mischievously. "What makes you think it was me?"

"Answer."

He was quite taken aback by the authority. He thought maybe Sanada can handle this woman and not him. "Yes. So? Do you like 'em?" He looked predatory at her eyes. Twitch. He blinked. Did he just witness the president twitching? Because seriously, it would be his first time seeing it. She then turned to face the opposite as if on cue. "Of course. I mean... I was curious about something. The toys... are not ordinary-looking plushies. Tell me what store you bought them from. She coughed to emphasized more, "And keep this from anyone alright?"

After hearing such confessions, he can't help but give a stifled chuckle earning a glare from the president. Bingo. Those glares couldn't hurt as much as his new found threat could, right? "Easy, Kaichou. I'll tell you where the plushies came from if you make an arrangement with me."

Rika raised her eyebrow. "You cunning guy... She thought his statement for awhile knowing that Niou means Trouble, but in the end she really succumbed back to obsession. "What's your end of bargain then?"

"Very straightforward, aren't we? I like that. Don't ask furthermore if I tell you that... Niou smirked with glinting eyes. "you will pretend to be my girlfriend."

"What?"

"Puri."