Honor Of Insanity :
White Day in Japan Edition
PART one
A few students surrounded the entrance of one classroom in particular in the wing of the school to meet the new teacher. She had been put in charge of a language class rather late into the new school year. Students were rating her a perfect 10 when it came to her looks just alone after first laying on her that morning. She stood no taller then 5'7½", moved in high waist, front slit, mini pencil skirt and white, billowy long-sleeve, silk Blouse, with plain hosiery. In these duet ballet flats in a charcoal black, basic updo braid of her hair was woven through out the back of her head with a flame hair ornament. Stood with a straighten posture as she moved back and fourth. Perfectly polished nails of soften hands came in a colors one would find in a smoldering fire. Her left hand showed a gold band with a simple red gemstone in center, a flame design that framed the stone was just like the hair ornament fasten snugly into braids of her hair. Settle calmness with a quiet melodious tone made up the voice she addressed those spying eyes.
Made those innocent faces turn red and turn heel to run away from her class room as someone who stood two inches taller then her, and freely wore his long bright yellow hair with red streaks akin to flames along with two shoulder-length bangs and two chin-length bangs on the side of his head. In white button with the sleeves rolled up, basic fire red necktie in a Four In Hand Knot with a basic tie clip, and tailored trousers with a belt. These white socks and standard Uwabaki shoes In a red coloring, Who wore a wrist watch on his right hand and a wedding band of white gold with fire opal stone on his ring finger of his left hand. Step aside when he neared the entrance of the classroom, his golden eyes that fade to red with white pupils watched them run. Noticing their faces were all shades of red as they passed him in a hurry. Clearing the path he ended up taking in hopes to find sparkling sapphires and a pose smile.
"Muri?" He found her in a state of mild shock. "Everything ok?"
"Kyojuro," She stood there just staring at him."I think I just met some of the students."
"Young minds seeking out answers to the many questions that whirl around and appear within their mental space," He crossed his arms. "Their already warming up you."
"I'm just glad this isn't valentines day," She remembered all the chocolate he got. "28 boxes."
He ended up reaching out with one of his hands toward her own to weave their fingers together about 28 boxes of chocolate he got. Were nothing compared to a tieclip made of white gold and given to him from her as a Valentines Gift. Currently being worn for all to see on his red neck tie at that minute. In turn, she was reminded of his Valentines gift in her hair. How he presented the hair ornament that night to her when sheet him after his work. Was all she needed to return the already tight hand squeeze from him. A smile slowly placing her shock expression as she stepped toward him.
"What do you have planned for White Day?" She couldn't help but tease him.
"You'll have to wait and see." He wrapped his other arm around her waist.
Just when their lips were to come together in a simple kiss. Building suddenly shook and knocked them off their feet. He acted quickly when they were in the air by flipping them around his arms securely embracing her. Using him self as a laying pad for her when they landed on the floor with a harsh thud as mood was ruined.
"Uzui- San." Both guessed who was behind the sudden quake.
Kyojuro ended up getting kiss from Muri beside his lisp as came to confess she was glad they decided to work here. Besides the lively students she had been meeting during classes she supervises and the faculty. The atmosphere was always charged and everyday trip she took from the Rengoku household to the school. Was filled with adventure since she recently witnessed a local degenerate known for perverted acts on the trains. To almost being ran over by the Shabana siblings riding on a motorcycle through school's front gate.
"To many more?" Kyojuro asked her with his usual smile.
"So many more." She grinned back.
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PART Two
Muri took time during her off period to settle into her new new office space when shown where to go by Biology teacher, Kanae Kocho. The fellow female teacher was very helpful in showing her where the teacher office is. Along with showing her where she could find the tea machine and small kitchenette one could use. Going going on office hours where a teacher could meeting or tutor a student when office was opened to them. Besides other pieces of information that Muri was going to need to know before she was left alone. Before the two women went their own ways, a butterfly print gift bag with white bow was handed over to Kanae from Muri. Inside was a crocheted butterfly patterned scarf made from softest yarn made by Muri's own hands. Impressed Kanae when she looked inside and had her voice caught in her throat over the White Day gift. Them parting was more of a quiet one with Muri being left at a empty desk located behind and to the right of Kyojuro's desk.
Down went the box shaped basket she had unloaded from the backseat of Kyojuro's car just an hours or so ago. Inside was a few personal objects that she brought to make her desk a little more cozy as work place for her. First was a deer shape ultrasonic humidifier air in a dull red coloring with antlers and LED light. Second was a spare set of indoor sneakers and a haori with a Wisteria Flower print, that she tucked away. Third was a toothbrush and toothpaste and a personal porcelain set of teacups and mugs, dated back to the Taisho-era. Patterns alone was hand paint designs done in old world style. A mixtures of flaming reds and oranges turning into calming blue. She took her time handling as she sat down on her new office chair. The items was a engagement gift from Kyojuro's family to her. Kept in storage on their estate since Taishi era. Said to have been part of western tea set gifted to Kyojuro's ancestors as a wedding present. She carefully placed among the other items she removed from her basket. Emptying the container within seconds of teacups and mugs. Only get up from her seat with picture frame with her hands as she heads to Kyojuro's desk. There she placed the frame with a white bow in one of the upper corners. To only reach for a pen and single yellow post it note, in which she wrote. Then stuck to the frame as she placed the pen back in place. Just she completely couldn't with draw her hand from the frame.
"Happy White day," She whispered as the memory of the photo surfaced in her mind.
Around this same time last year, Rengoku family was welcoming their eldest son's long time girlfriend and their child. Some how led to the idea of a new family portrait needing to be taken with their expending family. Out to the front of the estate they went with timer being set on a camera as everyone posed before the lens.
"Oba." A young man in a gakuran uniform with unruly golden hair that flares out around his face, becoming red near the ends above his ears and shoulders, that he wears messily bond back behind his head called to her.
"Come on in Senjuro." She knew who it was.
Timidly he walked into the office area and headed straight for her desk instead of the one belonging to his brother. Where he got close enough to have crocheted, white-yellow, gradient pattern, scarf handed to him. A ribbon tied around the folded lengthy piece of fabric with a careful bow tieing everything up. Had Senjuro about to say he didn't get her anything for Valentines Day last month as he held her gift. To be quieted when he was patted on the head by her as a form of assurance by her about everything was right.
"Now why are you here and not in class?" She wandered.
"Free period since out teacher is in the nurse's office being treated for injuries gotten in one of Uzui- Sensei's explosions." He pointed out.
"Sometimes I think what he does is dangerous." She wasn't liking these explosions.
She sighed before asking if he wanted to be walked back to class since she was done setting up her desk with nothing more to do. He came to accept since he came here alone and left all his friends behind to be here. Became a chance he took to further show her around the school since she was still learning the place. Being that she felt like she was in maze after just stepping into this modern building that morning with Kyojuro.
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PART Three
A young man around 5'8" with leather bond black with purple tips in a half ponytail and Sapphire blue irises. Long sleeve thumb hole shirt with zipper on the left side of collar and boot cup jeans in a acid wash texture. In these white socks and standard Uwabaki shoes sat on a desk with a computer tablet in hand and eyes on it's screen. He was looking over and sorting through his recent pictures taken with his drone of the Kimetsu Academy. Waiting within a club room for members for the pharmaceutical research club to show. Four propeller panels in each corner of his flying drone with camera and 10 hr battery life. Sat motionless on the near by counter space he occupied. Since he was waiting for members of the club he was helping supervise to show up. Ready to put up with whoever would so up first and bother him about his drone. Which he been ready to show off as trickle of middle school girls by the name of Sumi Nakahara, Kiyo Terauchi, and Naho Takada.
Who instantly went bonkers when their eyes laid on the drone laying beside what they knew as co- club adviser. Ha had to calm the three of them down when they all spoke at once upon surrounding him and talking all at once. They ended up becoming quiet when he felt his left eye brow begin to twitch when he almost yelled. He found his calming point before swiping the screen to show off the basic controls he used to steer. Asking the girls about what tricks he wanted to do for them before Shinobu was to arrived as to entertain them.
"Figure 8."
"Loop de loop."
"Backwards likes it doing the moonwalk."
He ended up taking a calming breath before reaching over to turn on the power and wait for the drone to connect. Which happened in seconds before he started tinkering with the controls to get the stable hovering started. Amazed the girls when they watched the drone slightly levitated into the air for a few seconds moving. Slowly side to side before zipping across that classroom same thing if you're before moving sideways, then backwards and straight up. For five minutes each with eyes of interested youth on it as it moved around and around.
"I miss something?" Shinobu walked.
She finds a drone flying above their heads before landing in hand of her club's co- club adviser when she walked in. Got her told he was just wasting time until she arrive to start their first meeting by showing off. To the side she shifted her head when he explained what he was doing before saying a further word.
"He asked what tricks for us to do."
"Name name one. Name name one. "
"You just missed one."
Girls cheered and ranted about the show he had put on before Shinobu walked in was a pretty cool with the small tricks. He ended up hinting toward how the lights his drones give off was a even better sight of they were up for it. Had the girls insisting on seeing this with Shinobu turning off the lights for a few minutes for him. He did by using one routine he used in latest drone competition that had them quietly admiring.
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Final PART
Once the final bell of the day to dismiss school activity and start of after class clubs could start for the students. Was when Kyojuro had to stay since he was the adviser for the kendo club with his little brother in attendance. Over seeing the new members and training always came natural to him since his father runs a sword dojo. Muri also stayed since she was club adviser to the handy crafts club with her nephew sitting off to the side. Being the descend of family that ran and owned a textile company left her good with her hands. Meant a few hours spent over seeing activities until dismissing the students when everything was over. Before one of them made their way over to a building that housed the kindergarten class of children. Crunch of the gravel under 3 and half inch heels of a black, high, thick water-proof platforms belonging to Muri, and Converse shoes belonging to Mu. Were heard as the two made her way to a gated entrance where a handful of children were waiting around.
" Musōka!" Muri called to a small boy in a standard preschool uniform with unruly blacken hair that flared out around his face, becoming purple near the ends above his ears and shoulders, that he wore messily tied back behind his head. Who was sitting near the outside edge of a empty sandbox with with hat hanging off his neck. Looked up to find his mother outside the locked gate with a hand waving at him as she called his name.
"Okaasan! Onee-san!" He got to his little feet at the sight of his mother and older cousin awaited for to be able to enter by a teacher. Which took placed since most of teaching staff knew Muri as this boy's mother since the first day he arrived.
"Ready to go meet daddy?" He was asked his mother when she approached him to pick him up into her arms when he reached up.
When he nodded his head that the female teachers thinking was the cutest sight they ever saw compared to his father. A young adult male of tall stature and athletic build with an enthusiastic smile plastered on a squared jawline. More pronounced definition at the gonial angle as a strong brow bone including black forked eyebrows. Had the women barely conscious when they watched the young boy doved Chibi Kyojuro by female school staff. Be carried off within the arms of luckiest women in the world in a mini pencil skirt and block heels. Who with her nephew walked back toward a direction of another building used by the school for their clubs. Who didn't have to wait long when a crowd of students passed them one by one until their club adviser approached them. He didn't have to request Mu to help him doing the little duties when he handed over the keys to him. Gave Kyojuro a chance to spend with his fiance and son as his nephew- in- law went to finish his closing duties.
"How are you, my boy?" Kyojuro asked his son.
"We got to do exercises and learn manners, like you and okaasan do in the morning." Musōka told Kyojuro what he learn and did in class this day with a enthusiastic smile. Going into detail about the teachers put on music for to move to when were out through their paces.
"The fun you had." Muri would end up resting Musōka on her hip between her and Kyojuro.
"So much fun." Musōka happily squealed.
Kyojuro proudly reached out to pat his son on his head when Musōka was done talking on and on about his day. Reached for his father's hand with his own little fingers just one when Mu returned from closing up the club room. This had Kyojuro leaving them for a short time to get his things from the office and switch out his shoes. Not that he didn't take long as he met them out in front of the front gate while ready to go themselves. Musōka was snugly tucked into his older cousins arms as with his small bag and hat securely in place. Mu had zipped up his jacket and shoulder bag over that carried his drone and his other private items. Muri buttoned up her cardigan sweater after adjusting straps of her tote bag and her purse. Had Kyojuro tasking Muri's hand in his own after she checked to see if he own sweater was properly fasten shut. Her fingers lingering on the straps of his backpack as he called out to Mu to stay in pace with them. Not wanting him to get lost since he was going to take them out for ramen as a form of a family meal and his white day gift.