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"According to the students' statute, there are two ways to elect the president: vote or fight," Alessandro explained to Arnold. "And there are only six top-ranked third-years that are eligible: you, me, and Creed. If there weren't any candidates, then the one with the highest rank would be elected by default, but since there are two candidates, it's up to you and Tommy to agree on a method of election. For example: Clifford and Elliot chose to vote, meaning one the two could have an advantage in popularity."

"Why WOULD Clifford have chosen to vote anyways? Because Elliot wouldn't stand a chance against her in combat?"

"I'm anticipating that Tommy will follow through with making Clifford's decision, but if YOU chose to fight, Arnold, then fighting will be the default choice."

"GUYS!" All of a sudden, Creed arrived to join his fellow third-years. "BIG NEWS: Tommy's has decided to settle this with fighting."

"Seriously?!"

"Yeah! Tommy-senpai and Arnold-senpai are gonna fight it out for the presidential title!"

"I thought this was gonna be a vote!"

"Apparently, it was Tommy's decision to fight."

"So...Tommy-senpai chose to fight Arnold-senpai for the title?" Kazuha asked Satellite and Ra's.

"I guess so~de arimasu. I'm just as surprised as YOU are~de arimsu," said Ra's.

The Pandora punk simply remained silent. "Is Tommy doing this...for Clifford?"

Meanwhile, at the pool, Alessandro, Igor, and Creed rested on the pool chairs, while Arnold was swimming around to both ends of the pool.

"I'm surprised Tommy wants to fight," said Creed.

"Me too," said Igor.

"Me three," said Alessandro. "I mean, Tommy's always been the one to avoid confrontations, but he must be REALLY determined to win."

"*GASP* What're y'all worried about?" Arnold asked as he emerged from under the water. "You think I couldn't win the vote?"

"What? You're not worried at all?" asked the Architect of Evil.

"Nah, I was hoping for a fight!" the Slashing Trickster responded. "And this time," he whispered to himself, "I'll fucking erase that annoying smile off that son-of-a-bitch once and for all!"

On the day of the battle, the entire student body for Pandora and Limiters gathered in the arena to watch the fight. Arnold sat on a bench in the locker rooms, while his fellow third-years looked over him.

"Alright, listen up, Arnold: Tommy has more points than you, but he doesn't have YOUR fighting experience, and his Accel isn't as far as Arnold's," explained Alessandro. "His fighting style is focused on solid defense and enormous strength. This will be a one-on-one match; since you're faster, you'll definitely kick his ass!"

"*SIGH* Thanks for the advice, Alessandro," Arnold said as he stood up. "But...I'll DESTROY HIM...MY way!" And so, the Slashing Trickster left for the arena, stepping out onto the battlefield to a roaring crowd.

Just then, on the other side of the arena, Tommy also stepped out onto the arena, holding his zanbatō sword in his right hand...and wearing a hoodie over his head.

"HAH...what's with the hood?" laughed Arnold. "Too scared you'll lose your hair. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!"

But as the Slashing Trickster continued laughing, Tommy slowly took off his hood, and the entire coliseum, even a shocked Arnold, grew silent at what they saw...

To Be Continued

Later