Tsukuyomi Komoe

It was a lovely day in class today. The sun was shining over a certain high school, with the students entering just like any other place. Academy City certainly lived up to its name when it came to academics. This school being one of the many across the city that was built to teach students many things. One of them naturally being the studies of the esper curriculum. Which made up the majority of the teachings.

These studies allowed students to understand and possibly develop their powers. Making it so that they can comprehend their gifts and use them responsibly. Granted not all students understood these lessons and needed help. The school having a particular trio that needed help in that regard.

And the one to teach them, well, she was certainly a bundle of joy.

"Alright my sweet little wolves and kittens, time to begin." Speaking to all her students is a woman(?) that was rather…..pettie. With a height of only 135 centimeters, pink hair and eyes, and a little dress is the teacher(?) known as Tsukuyomi Komoe. As for why said teacher looked like a 12 year old child…..that was a mystery many will never solve.

"Alright. Class with Komoe. Wooh!" Yelled out a certain blue head with a smile on his face. Nearby him a certain blondie with shades also yelled in support.

"This will be nice!" Many other student also shouted in support, making the teacher flush in small joy. Glad her students were taking their studies seriously. Though the support ended when a certain big busted girl yelled at them all to stop or she'd cave in their skulls. That ended it.

"In any case," Komoe said ignoring the rather hazardous words her student gave out. "Time to begin class." However, before she could, a hand went up in the air. This one belonging to a girl with long plain hair wearing a cross on her neck. "Ah, yes Himegami?"

"Where's Touma?" The girl asked noting the absent of said student. The others then also noticing the spiky haired student was no longer on his usual seat. Komoe of course already knew the answer.

"Unfortunately Touma-chan is indisposed of the moment. Healing from a wound by...I think an attack from a rabid student?" Komoe explained stating how the normally gloomy student was in the hospital resting up. Only knowing that someone attacked him but didn't get all the details.

"Again?" The blue hair said not looking to surprised. His eyes as closed as ever. "Man does Kami-yan seem to miss class a lot."

"I'll say." The teen with shades said referring to how this class's favorite misfortunate friend was almost never in class these days. Always somehow missing them and instead usually ending up in the hospital or some other place. Komoe herself sighing.

"Yes, it would appear so. Oh. This won't be good on his records." Komoe didn't like doing this, but she had to give Touma another missing mark. This is becoming a problem, a very big one in fact. With so many missed attendance, failure to showing in supplementary classes, and the many bad grades on tests and regular homework, Komoe wasn't even sure what to do anymore to help her student. She's tried so much but Kamijou just didn't seem to even bother with it.

It made her so sad.

"Idiot." The big foreheaded girl muttered wondering what was up with that boy. Just what exactly was he doing, that made him constantly skipping school? Only a few can actually answer that.

"...Well, time to continue on." Komoe said trying to cheer the class, and by extension, herself from the trouble child that always came late and got into predicaments. Hopefully he'll be healthy enough to join the next session.

Bzzz.

"?" Of course it would appear lessons will be put on hold for the time being. As the diminutive teacher had just received a call. Holding her hand up silencing the class, Komoe checked her phone to see what was up. A small message that told her to enter the teachers room to have a meeting with….Oh boy.

"Ahm." Komoe faced her class clearing her throat. Setting the clipboard down before speaking. "Apologies my precious students, but I have to attend a small matter at the moment." She then pointed at the blue head. "As the class rep your in charge. I hope everyone listens to him respectfully. Until then behave."

With that the teacher left the students fully confident the class rep will handle things well. Completely unaware on who truly took charge whenever she was gone. In short-

"Alright people, you heard what are precious teacher said. I'm in charge!" With a maniacal grin full of trouble, and closed eyes that spelled mayhem, the real class rep took charge. With everybody either interested what he would do, or fearful of what was to coe.

"Oh no you don't you idiot." There was no way she would allow this clown to do whatever he wanted. While it wasn't her job, the girl herself did all of this fools jobs which he neglected. Argh! She knew she should have told Komoe sensei the truth on who actually did those jobs. Instead Komoe fully believed this guy did them all himself.

"Sorry Iron Wall." The blonde hair said with such a smug face. "But you heard Komoe sensei. Are resident blue head is in charge."

"Meaning you have to obey." The rep said without fear.

As for one of the students, the quiet girl, she could only wonder one thing. How long until this class became a warzone?

"I'm here." Komoe had finally made it into the teacher lounge. Where two people were already inside. The first being a regular woman who had contacted her, and the second being a man wearing a clean suit and a normal face. A face that she recognized.

"Excellent. Then I will leave Mr. Kamijou to you." The woman said getting up and leaving the two alone. Closing the door along the way so they may have privacy.

"...So..your Ms. Komoe…" Touya had to admit, out of all his travels, he's never seen a person look so….young.

"Y-you know I'm a teacher!?" Komoe shouted in shock, as many would assume she was just some lost child. She then blushed reazling her outburst, covering her mouth. That just got a small laugh from her guest.

"Yeah, kinda. I mean, I only knew because the lady from earlier told me to be prepared." Oh, that actually made a lot more sense. After all when people came to her without being told who she was, they always made outrages guesses on why such a 'child' was in a high school. So it was relieving to see someone treat her like an actual adult.

'An adult…..how long has it been since someone's treated me like one.' She couldn't even remember such a time. Even her closest friend who worked in Anti-Skill totally treated her like a kid. Not to mention her parents. She still has chills whenever she visits them, mainly since her mother always used her as a dress up doll.

'W-what am I thinking. I have to get this meeting started.' Quickly shaking those thoughts out of her, Komoe began the meeting. "Ahem. I believe my colleague told me you wished to talk about your son."

"Correct." Touya said becoming series. Giving a small intimidating aura that somewhat scared the small teacher. "I don't know why, but when I came to this school I first went to get some reports about Touma's records. The funny thing is that for some reason, I never seem to get Touma's grades at all. Just small reports that he's doing fine."

"That is...odd." Komoe was certain all parents should be getting emails and updates on their students school life. So why wouldn't Mr. Kamijou get such reports at all?

"Whatever the reason, when I came here to check up on how he's doing, I received this." Touya then took out a packet and handed it to Komoe who checked it. Opening it revealed numerous papers and reports about Touma. Reports on how badly he was doing. His grades being the lowest in the entire school.

"Now, I at first didn't want to believe this. But, I want to know why my son is failing." Touya knew his son may not be a genius, but by no means was he stupid. Sure Touya wasn't expecting perfect grades, but at least some good C's and B's with the occasional A. Instead he saw his son having the lowest scores of all. F's.

"Y-yes." Komoe gulped a bit. It wasn't everyday her students parents actually came here to talk about grades. This was actually the fifth time she's done such a counseling, however this felt more nerve wrecking. After all, she'd have to tell Mr. Kamijou the truth and what was going on. "Well, your son Touma-cha, I mean, Touma, hasn't exactly been….here."

"..Can you speculate further?" The elder father asked a bit confused. Komoe didn't want to say this, but it was her responsibility as a teacher to do so. She sent a silent apology to Touma, but ultimately could no longer help him.

"I'm sorry Mr. Kamijou. But the truth is, your son hasn't been putting effort in coming to school at all." Touya's eyes widened a bit, ready to speak before Komoe held her hand to stop him. Continuing further. "Don't be mistaken, I can see your son has been trying to come here whenever he can, but...he always seems busy with something."

"Something?" Now this was confusing. What was Touma doing that prevented him from going to school?

"I have no idea honestly. It's just that he always skips school. I wish to believe he's doing something important….yet he never explains." Komoe didn't think her precious student was doing anything illegal, but she doubted he was doing anything safe. All those injuries and hospital visits.

No matter how much she tried getting an explanation from him though, the boy always refused. Only saying that he had no choice and had to help someone in need. Now that she believed. Everything after though, she didn't know.

"Because of his constant skipping, he not only misses attendance but also numerous classes. Classes with lessons to help students on quizzes and tests. Tests he fails because he never bothered learning the lessons or reading the assignments." Komoe knows Touma isn't stupid, but because he doesn't seem to read or learn anything, it was only natural he would fail his tests and homework assignments.

"Surely….there must be something you can do." Touya was beginning to feel a small fear for his son's academic future. From the looks of it this woman hasn't been doing a bad job at all in teaching. "Anything to help his progress."

"I...can't." Komoe has certainly tried, yet Touma only came to a few supplementary classes. Komoe tried giving him numerous chances for extra credit to make up for it, but he always seems to forget it. At most he does turn some in but most are wrong. Especially the esper related courses. "I'm afraid that even if he started coming to classes and supplementary on winter and spring, he'd still find a lack of credits."

"...In other words….he'll be repeating a year." Touya held a hand to his head frustrated. What was that son of his doing. What was making him ditch all these classes and school days. It wasn't like him.

"I'm afraid so." Komoe lamented. Having done her best but still falling short in helping Touma. "In fact, it's more or less guaranteed by this point. I can try to see what I can do to get those grades up, but I won't promise anything."

"I understand." From the looks of it Komoe truly has done her best and Touya can not blame her at all. If anything this was all on Touma. Oh if only he could call him now and give him a big lecture plus punishment. Unfortunately he still cannot call him. That and he received a message about his injury from some rabid girl. Touya was starting to wonder if there is a problem with this city.

"However," Komoe continued. "I have learned of some recent events about to come up. If Touma enters, just maybe it might help. No guarantee though."

"I see. Well, a small chance is better than no chance at all. I thank you very much Ms. Komoe." Touya replied bowing to her making the teacher blush. Having never felt this kind of treatment before.

"I-I see. N-no problem." She stuttered a bit. Calming herself. "I also hope to see your son pass with a smile on his face. And I'll shove and push him along the way. Even punch him in the face if I have to."

"If it helps, then do so. Perhaps a few hits to the skull will help." Touya said allowing the teacher to allow actual physical punishment to his son. Thinking this may be the thing his child needed to take his classes seriously. "Oh, and can you give these to him." He took out multiple small marbles. "These are to help him with self-defense in case he gets in trouble. I still hope he isn't becoming a delinquent."

"If he does, I'll kick him in the shins." Komoe said taking the marbles. She didn't like hurting her students, but maybe this will be the necessary thing to do too help Touma-Chan. That, and Komoe was really becoming irritated by his absences. "That's all I have for now, but maybe we can meet up again in the future."

"I would actually not mind that Ms. Komoe." Touya said taking out his phone. "May we perhaps exchange numbers?"

"It would be a pleasure. If needed, we can even meet in my place. Ughh!" It was then Komoe recalled how her place was more than a bit….messy. "O-of course, you should call me to make an appointment before doing so."

"Got it." Touya finished the number exchange and then stood up. "Thank you for your time Ms. Komoe, it has been a pleasure. I hope we meet again under better circumstances. Truly you are an admiring teacher. Touma is lucky to have you."

"..." For a second Komoe actually blushed, turning red at those words. W-was this actual p-praise as an adult!? W-why, this hasn't happened m-much before at all.

It also didn't help she saw Touma-Chan overlapping his fathers form for a quick second. She then turned away not wanting to show her face.

"T-the pleasure is all mine. I also h-hope we meet again." Touya nodded and then left, leaving the small teacher alone to her thoughts. Smiling that somebody actually treated her like a real adult. "Ah...why can't Touma-Chan be more like his father."

Whatever the case, Komoe couldn't let Touma's father down. While she admitted she can't guarantee Touma a place in the second year, she can do her best to push him on the correct path. Maybe some 'physical discipline' may help. Yomikawa did it sometimes, so why couldn't she.

"Touma-Chan. Prepare yourself. I'm giving you a full disciple course." She said to herself ready to be the best teacher she can be. With all that business done however, Komoe realized it was best to return to her class. Hopefully the students had been behaving themselves while she had been away. With quick steps Komoe went back to her class opening it.

"I'm ba-Ahhhh!" Only to squeal when she saw the state of the class was in. Students-male-all beaten and bruised laying down. Two students especially both bleeding from their blue and blonde hair. The one standing above the wreckage of the classroom was none other than the student who always seem to be upset by the antics of what Komoe heard were called, the Delta tris-or something.

Naturally Komoe had no idea what just went on. Or why her class was a huge mess with all her little kittens-girls-shaking in fear. The only one not showing fear being the transfer student who just gazed at the scene as if it were something normal. However, while she may not know, she knew what had to be done.

"Detention!" She yelled at the girl who obviously caused this mess. The girl know no longer looking angry and upset, but instead shocked and saying one thing.

"Huh?"

"What the heck was that?" Touya asked out loud, thinking he heard a loud noise somewhere on the higher levels of the school building. Then shrugging his shoulders. "Eh, probably my imagination."

He had more important things to do. But mainly how is mind was lingering to one thought.

'Just what is Touma doing.' It wasn't like his son to just constantly ditch school at all. Not normal at all. Yet a part of him felt that even if he could contact Touma, he wouldn't say anything. Touma once told him how he trusted Kome once during a phone call, how she could handle anything. 'Yet for some reason he no longer seems to tell her. In fact, it feels like he's being...wary of her.'

Like Touma was hiding something from not just Komoe, but everybody he knew. Suspicious indeed.

"I really need to contact him when this is all over." But until such a time came, Touya would just do what he could in this city of science. besides, his son will surely be busy trying to make up those grades. The father unaware of the fate he just put his son on after his talk with Komoe. Unaware Touma will be facing a string of humiliating punishments by his tiny teacher in front of the class. From kicks to the shins to slaps on the butt with a ruler.

Touma truly is unfortunate.

And there ends the teacher parent meeting. Sucks for Touma, but this will be his fate. No offense, but I feel like Touma is more or less fated to repeat a year. Even though he definitely does aid people and I think its admirable, nobody aside from a certain few actually knows, so to many it would seem he's just ditching. Doesn't help he keeps a tight lip even if it is to protect others from his adventurous life. So unless the author makes some excuse, Touma is definitely repeating a year.