"Oi China, your senses to detect someone's presence has gone weaker now, are you ovulating?—oh, I forgot you're just a total idiot." Deadpan voice from behind rushed Kagura's blood high into a vein throb mark on her temple. Miraculously for the first time after meeting the most hated person in the world, she was able to keep her composure even after her imagination attempted to perform a roundhouse kick against the rival—after being inwardly reminded she had already experienced a week of suspension when she accidentally broke the Principal's golden head bust with her axe kick, all because of this certain man's taunts that cracked her nerve. Instead, she replied with a single stomp on his foot.

Sougo felt a half regrettable mistake as he received the pang on his foot because he always forgets his rival was from a clan of martial artist descend. At first, he wanted to yank one of her sideburns but later aborted the idea when Kagura even squeezed the stomp tightly and heavily. You call it self-defence, according to Sougo, when you clutch the hair of a monster who's in the form of a girl. For the love of Kami-sama, he didn't come to school after being sick for three days just to get stomped on. Though it surprised him, China was using her head now.

The rival was taller than her and she always hated to upturn her glare just to meet his. It pissed her off she grabbed his blue t-shirt beneath the polo. "Oi brat, I'm not falling for your trap aru. So hands off!"

Of course Sougo didn't slip the chance to return the favour. With free hand, he locked his fingers on the latter's cheeks to remind her she was facing the prince of planet sadist. "You take off this anvil foot of yours first, China pig."

"You brat, I swear you'll see hell if you don't stop messing with my hair aru!"

"Whatever you do with your hair, it won't get any prettier."

Kagura attempted to give him an uppercut—where Sougo was able to dodge with a backward step even if the other foot was stuck from Kagura's stomp. Sougo never imagined she will retreat in which he never imagine she actually cared for her hair. Perhaps, this counted as his victory, was he thought.

But Sougo on the other side, thought the monster in a form of a girl becoming conscious about her appearance was actually girly. He couldn't quite get why he felt disturbed if Kagura would realize she should act like one someday. He did not fail himself to ask why, in the first place, he placed the girl on top of his rivalry list over the mayo-freak. When surely someday, someone who will appreciate her girly side will protect her against his sadism. That, if someone will get attracted to her, which was probably impossible. He laughed it off.

Until Yamazaki delivered the news to the Disciplinary Committee room during lunch break, where the members—Kondo, Hijikata, and Sougo in eyemask pretending to be asleep—were present. Yamazaki overheard Sacchan asking Kagura how to write a love letter since she has enough experience than the poor masochist.

"What the hell was that, Yamazaki?" Hijikata mumbled with a stick of cigar between his lips. "Don't stick your nose too much on other people's business."

Kondo hesitated at first if he'll give a piece of advice to the Vice President of the Disciplinary Committee not to smoke inside the school grounds, especially he's still underage, but Hijikata ripped the wrapped stick into sloggy mayonnaise. Kondo wasn't sure if he felt relieved or disgusted.

"I'm just wondering if Kagura-san might be a help for Kondo-san to write a love letter for Shimura-san." Yamazaki insisted.

Kondo's stalking determination aside, Hijikata wandered his eyes around the room. Sougo had disappeared in his seat.

Porisan's reply always came in her locker like a delivered letter sent to a mail box during lunch time, as if he prioritized writing a letter first over his daytime job. Kagura felt it as she read the first lines in the schoolyard, sitting on a bench. She also always read him in secret so no one would disturb the private moment between the old-fashioned penmanship and her way of understanding them (thanks to Tsukky's reading tutorial she got used to it.) Although the sacred moment of reading Porisan's reply was interrupted.

"Oiii~ Chinaaaa~" Sougo from afar was walking towards her with an eyemask hanging in his neck.

In her panic, Kagura crumpled the letter and put it in her mouth. The bitter ink made her wants to cry, and cry even more as Sougo was already looking down on her. "Wh-What the hell Sadist!? What do you want!?"

Sougo noticed the twin buns on her hair were already fixed. Moreover, her tears were about to fall. "I sense a suspicious aura here. Maybe the source is you."

"I-I'm only eating here aru! I'm not suspicious at all aru!"

"Eating while crying?" Sougo covered the middle of his grinning mouth. "Don't tell me you're still crying over that messy hair of yours? You're being girly, aren't you?"

"What if I am!? You never know when I will start dating aru!"

It turned to an awkward atmosphere, where Sougo just deadpanned and quietly walked away with his hands in both pockets. Kagura even heard him muttered "Tsk, whatever" as if disappointed. At least she was able to ward off the sadist rival. Now, her only problem relies on the crumpled, smudged letter she can hardly read. She even cursed him more in the name of the saliva-coated letter; while he cursed her more for making his heart join the unsynchronized hymn of cicadas that afternoon.

Edited:

I think I planted a false idea on the readers here with my "Author's Note" last time (￣◇￣;) This fanfic is still far from its end so...this is not the end yet oTL

I REALLY APOLOGIZE FOR THE MISUNDERSTANDING!

But really, thank you for the reviews and everything, I think they are my motivation（＾◇＾）

Please wait for chapter 4~

And as always,

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