The disclaimer is still the same and we're still in Teiko period but after the eight finals when Aomine starts to lose sight of what basketball is in the game versus Kamizaki Junior High basketball team. I'm still open to thoughts that you guys have. Still, haven't planned out an end game pairing for Hozumi. But, I know that Mahoko is going to be paired with Himuro Tatsuya.
With that, enjoy. I had a lot of fun writing this one.
The few students that actually made an effort to arrive at school early knew three things to watch out for: third year Sato Hozumi on a war path, Akashi Seijuro with a pair of scissors, and Sato Hozumi with her phone marching towards you.
It wasn't that their student body president was not terrifying, more that Sato Hozumi touches all years and students at Teiko Junior High. She presents a simple bento to every student upon their birthday and she helps teach the Home Economics class to the second and first years. The third years might be oblivious to the influence that the smiling blonde had, but they were not going to bite the hand that feeds them. "Ohayou, Hamano-kun."
Hamano Shuuya froze while shuffling papers in the student body office. He was a second year and the treasurer of the student body council, and he was not stupid. Hamano only knows two people who can sound that frightening when that calm and the president that terrifies him was at his morning basketball practice. The tall second year turned around to be presented with a very calm Sato Hozumi. "Sato-sempai."
"I take it our esteemed president is at his basketball practice this morning?" Hamano could only nod. While the president threatened with scissors and threats that make you bend, Sato Hozumi made your life chaos and like a mother you just wanted to please her so she will stop. The fake smile that promised pain plastered on her face made Hamano sweat. "That's a shame. I was so hoping to talk to him before school starts."
Hamano's eyes zeroed in on the phone she was tapping on in her hands. Panic arose in his head as scenario after scenario played itself in his inner mind each one worse than the previous. "H-he should be back in a-about fifteen minutes, i-if you want to w-wait."
"Oh, could I? It's just so important that I speak to him as soon as possible. Gosh knows what could happen today." Hamano felt like crying, what exactly did the President do to warrant the attention of an angry Sato Hozumi? "Hamano-kun?"
"Y-yes?"
"Remember those papers I gave you when you first started?" The second year nodded his head slowly. It was when he first started last year and was told to file them away as they were just nonsense. "Do we still have those papers?"
The second year took that as a chance to leave the office to the storage room next door to find the miscellaneous papers the third year desired. He heard her phone go off before he left and booked it when her voice answered, "Hey, remember how you owe me favors? I'm cashing in on some."
Hamano knew he shouldn't have come to school that day.
By the time that Akashi Seijuro returned to the student body office, Hozumi had three cups of tea while mentally cooing at the small mountain of paperwork on the council members' desk. Hozumi had brought the cup of tea to her mouth to hide the smile at the look of disbelief on the vice president's face, really Midorima Shintaro made the most amusing expressions when you caught him off guard. "Sato-san."
"It appears that I came at a bad time, Akashi-san," Hozumi said blandly as if she were commenting on the weather. "It is a shame that all of this paperwork occurs at once. It must be so hard being student president and captain of the first strings basketball team."
As she calmly takes another sip of tea, three more people come in with more papers. Hamano appears to feverish scan a document before pushing it into a different pile. Hozumi internally cooed at the small mountain that seemed to be gaining height. She did love it when her plans pan out like they're supposed to. "Sato-san, is there a reason for your visit?"
"Ah, yes, there is." If Hozumi was anything like her brother, she would have started to laugh at the twitch that Akashi Seijuro's eye seems to develop more and more paper seem to pile up on his desk. "There seems to be a misunderstanding between the Culinary Arts Club and the Student Council about our funds."
"There is no misunderstand-"
"It is very rude to cut off a lady, Akashi-san. I wasn't finished." Akashi gripped his hands tighter.
"Ah, my apologies."
"We have not received any funds from the Student Council since my first year, Akashi-san. All of our funds that we have used are from our own fundraisers and donations," Hozumi stood as she was finished with her tea. She started to walk over to Akashi and Midorima, "The Student Council has no right or authority in how the Culinary Art Club uses our funds as you in the council have seemed to give us any funding. If such a misunderstanding is not cleared up by the time that the Culinary Art club is finished with our activities, you find that this misunderstanding will be the least of your problems."
"Is that a threat, Sato-san?"
"No," Hozumi said at the door, standing beside Midorima, looking back at the President with an impish smirk on her face. "It's a promise. Let this just be a taste of the consequences of this misunderstanding. Midorima-san, Hamano-kun. I'm sorry that you'll have to be swept up in this mess with the President. Hopefully, he'll sort all of this out soon. I would hate to have to utterly ruin the rest of your week."
Hamano wondered what God Akashi Seijuro pissed off to get Sato Hozumi to focus all of her anger on him; he's starting to understand why his friends in the Culinary Art club say that everyone should be afraid of Sato Hozumi. The door slammed behind the short third year, Hamano ripped his eyes from the power play to focus on the papers. It was just for the good of everyone to keep that girl in a state of content.
She was scarier than Akashi-sempai.
Mahoko stared.
There was a good reason for this and if asked on any other day, Mahoko would have answered that the world was ending. However, she was currently watching Hozumi hum as she worked around the kitchen. She came back from wherever she came from with a secretive smile on her face that warranted silence. It was simple math. Hozumi left angry at someone, Hozumi was gone for a while, and now Hozumi was fucking humming.
Humming.
"A-ah, Hozumi?" Mahoko gathered her courage.
"Yes, Mahoko-chan~"
"Did… Did you kill someone?" There was a long pause after Mahoko asked Hozumi the question. So, sue her if she started to panic. "Like, did you go and kill someone had hide the body in the school? Not that I don't approve or anything-"
"Akashi-san should be coming by the club later to clear up the misunderstanding late Mahoko-chan. I gave him a simple warning to come by later or suffer from the full brunt of my temper." Hozumi stated like she was answering a math problem. Mahoko deadpanned. "I'm making hazelnut chocolate stuffed bomboloni, Mahoko-chan. Do you want to take some for a snack later? Maybe pass one to the rest of the team?"
Mahoko ignored everything that has happened up to the point where Hozumi stated her was making chocolate stuffed Italian donuts. Her mouth watered, Hozumi can go kill and hide the body of anyone in the school at this moment and her mind was strictly on the sugar coated, deep fried, chocolate stuffed donut. "GIMME~"
"Oh, that's good. I'm hoping that Murasakibara-san would want one." Mahoko froze, eyes wide.
"Don't tell me you're making these for that titan giant!" Hozumi got an impish smirk on her face.
"Nope! I'm making these so he'll whine to his captain about how unfair I'm being by not feeding him any." Oh, so that's what she was going to do, Mahoko nodded. It made-
"WAIT! HE'S IN OUR CLASS! HOZUMI!" Mahoko wanted to cry. The stupid red-haired demon who pissed off her childhood friend. Mahoko tried really hard, you know. Really hard to keep Hozumi content and happy with that angelic stupid smile on her stupid adorable face. Was it so hard for people to try and do the same?
Why can't everyone just fear Sato Hozumi like they should? Mahoko truly believed it was for their own good.
"Why are there more and more papers coming in?!"
"Sato-san submitted a complaint about a lack of funds that was filed but never followed up and it seems every club on campus expect for the Basketball Club is demanding an investigation into the funds."
"When did she submit this, Hamano?"
"A-a year ago."
"And where are Akashi-san and Midorima-san?"
"B-basketball."
"Akacchin. You need to apologize to Zumicchin. Zumicchin said that I can't have chocolate bomboloni until Akacchin says sorry. Go say sorry. Now."
Everyone should fear Sato Hozumi. It's for their own good.