Contains spoilers. I cannot guarantee that I will use the same scenes in the future when I actually make the fic though, but maybe the same ideas just altered a little... knowing myself, my future self would probably come up with a complicated lore.
Oh god, I've already created the lore (it is related to Tenma's sister and the last scene of random scenarios #1), it's probably gonna turn complicated and dark in the future.
Future self, please have mercy.
Also Tenma using seduction/honeypot tricks is just so amusing.
Warnings: As always, OOC. And, some may not be in paragraph form or just generally lazy... or I just leave it like that (with no descriptive paragraphs) bc, haha, spoilers
"You seduced my cousin."
Tenma choked on his water at Kayano's bland and sudden statement. "What?" Tenma coughs, whipping his head to her so fast that it would've snapped his neck. Kayano wasn't fazed, only maintaining a calm demeanor with a poker face on. "It's alright, I already gave you my blessing." She suddenly gives an innocent close eyed smile with her head tilting to the side.
"H— Huh...?" Tenma raises a brow, studying Kayano, thinking that she was probably joking until he realized that she wasn't joking. "Kayano, it's not...!" Tenma weakly protests, waving his hands up in a circular motion after putting his tumbler away.
With practiced perfection, she opens her hazel eyes, purposely making them big and innocent and so damn sparkly. "But you seduced him." She points out her finger to him as she said that.
Tenma narrows his eyes a little, unamused with her retort before dryly saying, "I had to stop him from making the shoot." Which is true. That match was one of the most intense matches he had experienced this year—well, all of the matches are—and he had to use this particular weapon in his arsenal.
And hey! Literally everyone in Class E knows that he's not the only one using honeypot and seduction tricks! Take a look at the self-proclaimed honeypot club (which he is in).
(But there can be times that he's been unconsciously using them without knowing. And it wasn't his intention!)
(Although, he has to admit. He may have used other honeypot tricks in some matches, however, it wasn't that bad, but there were a few... close calls. He, again, blames Bitch-sensei for that, curse her for turning him like this.)
"And you seduced him."
Tenma's lips purses, he inhales, "I admit, I have used a honeypot technique but I didn't seduce him."
Now that is a lie. Sort of. All he did was to distract him!
With seduction. A traitorous voice from the corner of his mind said.
"You did." Kayano stubbornly insists.
His eyebrow twitch. "Itona, help me out here!" Tenma turns to the sipping Itona with a desperate pleading expression as a last resort. But oh dear, Tenma sees that mischievous glint in those sharp amber eyes.
His suspicions were proven right when Itona, slowly but surely, puts down his tea then replies calmly, tone neutral as ever, "Don't worry, I already knew you were gay."
"Itona." Tenma stresses, sending him a warning glare.
"I'm glad you came out." Itona nods to his own comment, "We still accept and love you either way. You were stuck in that transparent closet, and I was beginning to worry that you weren't accepting yourself as much as I thought, but my worries were proven unneeded. As the saying goes, 'be gay do crime.'"
How he said all those words with a straight look is a mystery. But that damn amused glint in his eyes are clear as day.
Kayano, with a smile, wipes a tear from those wise words whilst Tenma stares at Itona with an expression of disbelief and incredulous. He wonders where the hell did Itona learn that from but he suspects that it's because of Terasaka's gang which led to Itona's curiosity, and since he now has free unsupervised access to the internet...
Still. Tenma can't help but to shriek, "ITONA."
Kayano cheefully claps her hands together, "I'm glad you told us, Tenma!" Told them? WHEN? "And as I've said, I have already given you my blessing. Please take care of Hyouga." Kayano then bows oh so elegantly, her long black locks cascading down her arms.
"THAT'S JUST NOT IT." Tenma screams, a mortified blush on his face.
To those asking, no, Hyouga is not the secret guy I paired Tenma with (I'm talking about the rare-pair ship that I like in the last three chaps "Green+BONUS")
"I think it's the names."
"Huh?"
Sugino looks at him with an awed smile, looking like a kid who just heard of an amazing fact. "Tenma, your name literally means pegasus and your Kenshin is a pegasus."
Tenma raises both brows, looking interested with this theory as he silently gestures and urges Sugino to continue.
"So I think, in order to figure out what the Kenshin user's Kenshin looks like, or at least, what it is capable of, it has to be because of the name."
"I don't think it necessarily always means that it has to be the name," Tenma points out, "I remember having a match against this one Kenshin user whose name literally means cat but their Kenshin is not a cat and has no connections to cats or whatsoever." he finishes with a huff.
"Maybe it's the personality." Sugino suggests causing Tenma to blink in confusion before saying, "Hm, maybe?" He takes a moment to consider, remembering how that Kenshin user does act like a cat... "Kenshin is a literal manifestation of someone's spiritual energy, so perhaps it is also connected to one's personality." he continues then asked, "Have you seen me acting like a horse? Or at least having a personality of one?"
"Horses kick all the time." The baseballer shrugs, and it only made Tenma to look at him in bewilderment. Sugino smiles casually, "And you kick all the time—" Tenma stares blankly at him. "So yes— ow! See?!" Sugino rubs his bottom where Tenma side kicked him, the latter having a restrained smile on his face along with an irk mark.
: You can't tell anyone about time travel and about the galaxy.
Tenma: Okay.
Also Tenma, opening the class 3-e group chat: OH MY GOD GUYS YOU CANNOT BELIEVE WHAT JUST HAPPENED
Takes place in 08 of IEG
Tenma was smiling, and it confused Shindou as he panted, wiping the sweat dribbling down his chin. He won the bet. Tenma lost. Shindou scored the goal.
But why is he smiling?
Shouldn't he be frustrated right now? Shouldn't he feel so defeated?
Shouldn't Tenma feel so upset that, with what resulted just now, Shindou is leaving the soccer club for good?
That thought struck a chord in Shindou. Before he could wonder why it bothers him, after all, he is dead set on quitting now, isn't he?, Tenma spoke, "Your plays just now. They were amazing as always, captain."
Don't call me that. He wants to say. I'm not your captain anymore.
But he couldn't. The words died in his throat. Instead of feeling satisfied that finally, he can stop bothering me. or I won. This is the end, isn't it?
It doesn't make him feel any better. He looks down, hands curling into fists as he shook a little, having an internal turmoil. Why?
"Shindou-senpai."
Shindou gasps as he looks up a little, surprised to see that his junior is suddenly in front of him with his hands behind his back as he leans a little closer to him and he swore he could feel the wind going through him, and it almost knocked the air out of him.
Tenma kept on smiling, albeit, this is a softer one. "That was fun, wasn't it?"
"..." The older brunette gives him a confused look. Why is he asking that? He gulped, he couldn't speak. Tenma lets out a small huff that sounds like a chuckle then leans back and lets his hands fall to his sides. "I'll be going now, I got what I wanted." He announces, and shifts his body as he was about to turn away.
What did Tenma mean by what he wanted?
"Fortissimo?" Shindou unknowingly says it out loud, causing Tenma to stop then looks back to him. Right. He wanted to see his Fortissimo, didn't he?
"That," Tenma responded, as if reading his thoughts. "but there was another one."
"Another one?" Shindou gives a questipnable look.
The cryptic boy kept on smiling. "The shine in your eyes." He ignores how Shindou was taken aback, clearly surprised. "I'm happy that I get to see that." Tenma confesses, then adds. "Not only that, but I get to see you play with your true feelings. That made me really happy, and I bet it made soccer really happy too!" This time, he beams, smile wide and bright, his grey-blue eyes looking at Shindou with absolute adoration.
"That's why," He takes another step forward, "don't give up, captain." Tenma declares, his eyes looked like it was glowing because of the determination in them.
If Shindou was masking his expression, then right now, he isn't. A spark swirls his eyes as he bit his inner bottom lip to keep it from trembling. Tears well up in his eyes. "Compared to you, I..." Shindou begins, voice cracking a little. He looks away, a tear already slipping down. "I'm not strong enough, I can't even protect the club, my team, my friends, my soccer. I'm not qualified to be captain, after all."
Tenma takes a moment to let those words sink down, his surprised expression softening. He chuckles softly, "Silly, you are." Shindou looks at him and opens his mouth to speak but a familiar voice interrupts him before he could.
"He's right."
They turn to the direction to that voice, "Coach?" Shindou mumbles whilst Tenma smiled when Endou is walking up to them with a smile until he is in front of Shindou just as Tenma takes a step back.
"Those tears make you qualified as a captain." Was all he said before he shows Shindou he resignation letter. He watches in shock when Endou rips it in two. "Your feelings of loving soccer so, so much are reflected through those tears." He adds with a smile then places a hand over Shindou's shoulder when the latter looks down which caused him to look up again.
"You truly are God's Baton."
Asano narrows his eyes a little when Tenma's eyes flickered for the nth time today, but this time, he could've sworn he saw a purple tint in the glow.
"Matsukaze,"
Tenma gives a questionable hum, briefly glances over to the principal's son, signaling him that he is paying attention.
"You should get your Kenshin a check."
Asano noted how Tenma stilled, clutching over the joystick harshly before he recovers easily. "Was it... obvious that something was wrong?"
The strawberry-blonde gave a nod. "Your Kenshin felt odd; it's like it's there, but at the same time, it isn't. Like something is blocking it. Or dampening it." Tenma bit the insides of his lip, and Asano continued before crossing his arms. "Not to mention your eyes kept on flickering; how long has this been going on?"
"A while...? I'm not sure, I wasn't keeping track."
Asano merely gives a hum, letting the words sink down and ponder as Tenma fidgets with the joystick, the claw inside the claw-machine remains unmoving. "Whatever it is," Asano finally spoke with a long-suffering sigh. "I, unfortunately, am unable to help you with it this time. This is... new." He admits a little reluctantly.
Tenma winces a little, bringing his hand over his arm and starts rubbing.
(He is suddenly aware of the small bump from his back that stubbornly refuses to go away. The same bump where Shiro shot him with some kind of tranquilizer dart.
He pushes those thoughts away.)
"Yeah, I figured." Tenma eventually mutters, exhaling through his nose.
He could sense the other nodding silently, "You'll figure it out," Asano suddenly says with certainty, causing the other to face him in slight bewilderment as the former puts his hands down to his sides. "I'm sure you can." Asano continues, "And... you along with your class are capable and smarter than you think."
Tenma's eyes widen in surprise, gaping slightly at him.
"The problem with your Kenshin isn't that big to hinder your progress, yes?" Then, Asano smirks. "If so, then you better hurry up and solve it, I still want that rematch."
For a moment, Tenma just stares at him, speechless before his face broke into a grin. "Hai! Everything will work out somehow!"
"Mm." Asano's smirk falters, replacing it with a smile.
Tenma suddenly smirks.
"Oya? Admitting that the End Class are actually capable and smart? Asano-kun, I knew you actually care!"
Asano rolls his eyes before looking at the forgotten claw-machine but then he sees Tenma doing something from the corner of his eye which made him to double take. "What are you doing?"
"I gotta tell this to the rest of the class, of course! I'm sure they'd also be as happy as I am to hear your character development, and I'm so proud that you've grown!"
"Matsukaze Tenma, I will seriously gu— give me that!"
Matsukaze: [sends a link of a video titled 'Little Owl Running']
I hope you have nightmares
See you during exams next week, good luck btw
Karma's forbidden color palette: Matsukaze, what the hell
Respectfully
No, disrespectfully, fuck you.
It's 2 am in the GODDAMN MORNING
Seen
[6 minutes later]
Karma's forbidden color palette: I can't focus.
Why does it look like that
It's like the owl's staring at my soul
I blame you for this.
Be prepared for tomorrow you piece of shit.
I'm telling my father about this.
Wait, that's actually a good idea.
Matsukaze: ?
Asano?
Asanoooo?
Wait
You're not doing what I think you are doing, are you?
Seen
YOU SENT IT TO HIM?
Seen
ASANO
YOU DID NOT
Karma's forbidden color palette: I just did
Now no one in this household is sleeping tonight
Thank you for being generous enough to share the video
But seriously, fuck you
[7 hours later, 9 am]
Matsukaze: [sends two blurry images, the first one being Gakuho Asano having dark eyebags, looking almost dead at the front of the stage speaking before the podium, the second being Gakushuu Asano also having eyebags but not as dark as the principal, but looks more miserable]
Karma's been staring at his phone and has been giggling at these for the past 12 minutes
I don't know whether to be amused or be scared
Karma's forbidden color palette: Tell him he can kiss his own ass.
It's funny that Tenma names Asano as that nickname and Asano doesn't even give him a nickname in chat lmaoo
Some continuations from the last scene of random scenarios #1
Fei is running through the long, large hallways of El Dorado's HQ. He is unsure where, but he knew why. The moment those alarms went off, something is wrong and the entire facility was put on lockdown. He took fast, desperate steps, the dread in his stomach churning so uncomfortably.
He couldn't help but to feel sick, this is his friend involved. He can't let something happen to him, not again.
There was a thin line of blood going down from Tenma's cheek, having been grazed by the knife that was once on his neck. After he got out from his captor's grasps and managing to make them drop the knife, he goes for the said weapon and runs over to where the end of the rope is, the rope that's been keeping the flying time caravan from moving as the other end is attached to the vehicle's thrusters.
"Tenma!" Fei remembered that he wasn't the only screaming for his name. "Come on!"
Tenma looks between the rope and his friends a little hesitantly until he saw that glint in his eyes.
No. Dread filled his entire being. He isn't... he's not...
Fei's suspicions was proven right when he desperately prayed internally that it's not when Tenma brings out his pistol then aims it at one of the open windows.
Fei heard Shindou's breath hitch, knowing were exactly he is pointing at and it didn't take long for Fei and the others to catch on.
Tenma flashes his friends a smile. "I'm counting on you guys!"
Then pulls the trigger. The bullet hits the joystick by its handle—it's a miracle that the bullet did not ricochet—causing the mini various square and rectangle lights flashed below the artifact - a some sort of green, military looking rubber knife - and the time caravan flares more brightly to life.
The time wormhole opens in front of the flying caravan and horror fills them all. The time caravan automatically flies towards it but couldn't move due to the rope. Wondeba tried shutting the wormhole off but to his dismay, he couldn't.
The lever was stuck, perhaps due to the bullet.
"Tenma!"
"Idiot, get up here!"
"We're not leaving you!"
"Don't you dare cut that rope!"
Tenma was about to drop to his knees to cut the rope when a tendril wraps his wrist, stopping him. Quickly, he aims the gun to the tendril, shooting a BB-bullet to the tendril holding his wrist before shooting multiple shots at the other flying tendrils.
Each time he shot those tendrils, it exploded into goo.
Fei had half of his mind—actually, perhaps everyone was thinking the same thing—to wonder where'd Tenma learned how to fight, or perhaps, if he knew that something like this was going to happen considering how those BB-bullets he has are the only weapons - counting the green military looking knife - seemed to give those tentacles damage rather than a normal knife and common bullets.
It all happened so fast, Fei could distinctly hear the gunshots below them from his friends' screaming, the sounds of the tendrils—tentacles?—exploded into goo the moment the BB pallet hits them, the van's engine roaring, the bright lights from the colorful wormhole happening behind him, until with one swift movement, Tenma slices the rope with the knife.
The last thing he saw of Tenma was when he was looking at them with a small smile. The look in his eyes made his stomach drop.
It almost looked resigned.
As soon as those words leaves Rinka's mouth, the whole Class E looks at her, confused, but despite that, kept their weapons and stances up. "You know him, Rinka-chan?" Kataoka questions, and it made Rinka to nod, the way she presses her lips together clearly shows her uneasiness and disbelief.
"Mm," She nods... then hesitantly puts her gun down. It startled everyone, because Rinka doesn't just put her gun down unless she has a valid reason to. "He's... He's my brother." She reveals, and she almost sound like she was whispering but clearly everyone heard it.
Collective gasps echoes as the assassins all take their time to look between Hayami and Rinka. "Wait, hold on, that's your brother?!" Came a surprised cry from the mortified Rio, briefly remembering how she almost axe-kicked him in the face prior from when they are cornered right now.
"You guys don't look the same."
"Itona, it doesn't have to be the looks to determine whether or not they are siblings."
"See?! I told you anyone can be kidnappers!" They all turned to Tenma who screamed, not even faltering as he still kept his bow and arrow up, the arrow aiming to Taiyou's head. Though, the arrow may look pointy, but it isn't that pointy. The arrow is made out of anti-sensei material, and even if it is bendable like rubber, it could still be pretty harmful to humans, especially if it was hit on the wrong parts, such as the eyes. "And no one listened to me!" He stresses.
"Tenma!"
Tenma went rigid, recognizing those pair of voices. And now it's his turn to falter, lowering his bow and arrow, in front of him was no other than— "E— Eh...?! Aki-nee?! Aoi?!"
Aki has her clasped hand over her chest, looking over to Tenma in absolute worry as Aoi has the same expression, except that she also shows clear unease. But not at him, apparently. Both girls were panting from all the running and shoving themselves to get through the crowd.
"Holy shit, we've been kidnapped by Aki-san, Tenma's childhood friend, and Hayami-san's brother," Yoshida breathes out.
(Kayano's breath hitches when her eyes landed on a certain dark blue haired teen.)
"Neh, if I knew that this turned out some sort of half-assed reunion, I would've skipped class today." Karma snorts, mostly to himself. "Also, hello, Aki-san, your baking was good, by the way." He happily waves to the woman with a nonchalant smile causing everyone to either sweatdrop (Class E) or stare at Karma by the sudden switch of moods.
"Treat us as your wards for you to protect, my ass. What the hell were those steeled doors that has been locking and keeping us in for? The blocked windows, and not to mention about how the rooms were escape-route free. What, is it because you see us as killers?"
"Everyone, calm down, if you think about it, it is understandable. We're trained to kill, so it's natural for them to feel threatened and take security measures."
"Yeah sure, threatened by a bunch of school kids who could kick their asses."
"But still! We're just kids! All we wanted is to get to high school! None of us even— we didn't even know something like this would happen! We didn't know that this would happen because of us!"
"Giving up our... We can't do that. We're not doing that. We want to kill Koro-sensei. But we want to save Koro-sensei, too. And we love assassination, it's what made and brought all of us closer; you can't take it away from us."
"Senpai."
"GAAHH!"
It was when they heard a familiar voice from behind that caused them to either jolt, jump or scream as they were startled from it and the presence they felt was akin to a sudden wind surging through them.
Turning around, they see an equally surprised Tenma—but not their Tenma, no, currently, they are facing his 3rd year junior high self. "A— Ah," Tenma mutters, eyes widening before bowing quickly. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle any of you, I'm still learning how to... um, yeah..." He then quickly straightens back up, sending them a sheepish smile. "It's a force of habit, but hey, even Nagisa does it... sometimes." He chuckles, although it was awkward. He clears his throat to stop himself from embarrassing himself even further as he briefly averts his gaze, closing his eyes.
"Anyway," Tenma looks ack to them, opening his eyes in the process and the aura around him suddenly switched from awkward, embarrassed and sheepish to a nonchalant one along with a determined and casual smile. "Maehara suggested that we should find people with honeypot potential, or other people in general, to add to our club—his words, not mine." He informs. "It's alright if none of you guys don't want to join, I'm not forcing you all."
When he finishes, Tsurugi furrows his brows a little. "You know, you don't have to call some of us 'senpai'." As he said that, he earns a questionable hum from the now younger. "Yeah!" Came an agreement from Shinsuke, "I mean, we are your classmates... in the future." He added with a sheepish smile.
Tenma gives a hum, looking like he was considering it for a moment but then said, "I'm currently younger than any of you, and as Shinsuke-senpai said; you guys will be my classmates in the future, but as of now, we aren't. And with how things are going, I see you guys as my senpais, at least right now, so..." He trails off, letting the sentence hang as the words sinks down on all of them.
"I guess that's understandable," Hikaru is the first one to say with a nod, followed by Kariya who gives a sly smirk. "Oya? Does that mean that I get to have free senpai privileges?" He says, putting an elbow on the sweat-dropping Hikaru's shoulder as the former leans onto the purple-haired.
Almost like reflex - it's instinctive at this point now really - Tenma smiles casually, "Sure, what kind of privileges?"
Kariya was taken aback. "Huh?"
The brunette chuckles then shook his head dismissively. "Kidding, kidding." He said before humming thoughtfully as he remembered what he is here for.
"Yada-san and Kurahashi-san must have already rounded up the girls by now," He says out loud in thought, remembering how Kurahashi literally has to drag the squawking Midori with a usual smile on her face before going on to her next target—Beta.
Yada seems to be the only one sane, however, she was just as enthusiastic as Kurahashi, and so she took her negotiating to another level. So let's cross out that sane part. On another hand, Maehara is probably going after Saru, Alpha and Fei, either them or finding Matatagi and Ibuki.
"Uh... what's honeypot?" The brunette turns to Kirino who asked. "Oh, it's seduction, basically." Came a blunt and casual reply from Tenma, and at the surprised responses, he continued. "Bitch-sensei, as you know, is our English teacher. But, she is also the world's top 1 honeypot assassin and she specializes mostly on infiltration." He then shrugs, "I'm sure you guys can pretty much guess that me, Yada-san, Maehara-kun, and Kurahashi-san are Bitch-sensei's proteges."
The first one to speak was Kurama, "So... seduction, huh?" It sounded teasing.
If he asked the Tenma before, then he probably would've flushed then looks away, muttering along the lines of 'shut up, I had to survive'. Now, though, Tenma smirks a little, raising a brow as he narrows his eyes as he looks through his lashes, giving an alluring effect. "You seem interested, care to join, senpai?"
"Quick! Kill him before he gets away!"
Class 3-E immediately scrambles for their weapons and start sprinting out of the room, fury and irritation radiates off of them, accompanied with their leaking bloodlust.
"Nyufufufu~!"
Pink BB-bullets starts shooting, firing its way towards the Mach 20 octopus as he easily dodges through all of them, behind him are his students chasing after him with their guns blazing.
In the middle of the hallway, the girls, Akane, Aoi, and Sakura were peacefully walking until they screamed, feeling a strong gust of wind surging past beside them and they could hear Koro-sensei's laugh lingering their ears. The sudden force that literally blew them over caused them to stumble, but they were able to catch each other. Akane, who was holding her camera, was unable to hold on to Sakura next to her, so she slipped.
Before she could fall back, however, someone caught her. "Woah there!"
Isogai catches her by placing a steady hand on her back. He slowly breaths out in relief, "That was clo—" In reflex, he suddenly pulls Akane closer to him as he takes a step back just as his classmates runs past them in great speed.
The girls shivered, affected by the bloodlust they were emitting. Seeing that, Isogai turns to his running friends, "You guys! Tone down the bloodlust!" He yells then— was that an explosion?!
"Terasaka! What did I say about the excessive gun powder?!" His friends are too far now to even hear him causing him to sigh exasperatedly, but suddenly, another explosion followed after but this time, he could see faint colors of purple mixed with pink. "Okuda-san! Don't use too much of that formula! We still don't know its full effects yet!"
He lets go of Akane, then shifts his body to fully face the three girls staring at him. He then bows quickly, "I'm so sorry for this!" He straightens up then gives them an apologetic smile.
Oh if only Isogai knew how much of a weapon his smile could be.
"We'll clean up as soon as we kill our teacher," Okay, but how the hell is he saying that so casually and yet still look as charming? "Again, we apologize in advance for the potential damage we'd cause! See you later!" He then resumes sprinting, catching up to his friends with his gun in hand.
The three girls stared at the direction where Isogai was heading, then simultaneously breathes out, letting out the breath they didn't know they were holding. They were speechless and seemed to have the same thoughts.
It proved when Akane lifts up her camera and takes a blurry picture of Isogai from afar.
Karma's instincts took over but he still managed to not lash out when someone behind him made his presence known.
"Karma~"
The red-head turns nonchalantly, seeing Tenma tilting his head with a sweet smile, but he could tell that he is pissed. The sight made Karma to raise a brow in amusement, someone's quite a natural actor now. "Hai?" He lazily responds, and just then, Tenma's smile drops, his lips forming a thin line as he stares at Karma with the most blank expression.
"It was you, wasn't it."
"Hmm? I'm afraid you have to be more specific than that, Tenma."
"Don't act like you didn't do anything. And, for the love of— stop telling everyone that I was a delinquent, dammit!"
Karma now grins but continues to feign innocence. "Eh? But wasn't it true though?"
Tenma's eyebrow twitches, "Of course not, I'm not like you! And besides, I have an entire different reason why it happens and you fully know that."
Karma laughs, "Sorry." He said, "But I still have a lot more stories to tell~!" He expresses, "Like that time you kicked a guy's ass to the trashcan." He beams a little, sending Tenma an innocent smile. "And it would be a waste not to." He pouts, earning an unamused glare.
"Karma, I will shove an arrow up into your nose."
"Huh? Not the eraser? That's new."
"Do you prefer the eraser?"
"No, who do you think I am?"
"Some guy who has a weird fixation on making people cross-dress."
Tenma simply dodges the swing of an anti-sensei knife, and when there was another swing, he easily blocks it.
"Tenma," Fei calls just as Tenma was about to leave the room. "What is it?" Tenma unplugs one earphone off and lets it hang from his neck before giving him a curious expression. As they wait for Tenma to come along, his friends (Kayano, Itona, Nagisa, Karma, and Sugino) also turn to look at Fei with curiosity. The automatic sliding doors are still open because they are in its range.
Fei purses his lips, hesitantly looking between other five then back to Tenma who stares at him in curiosity. "Could we talk?" Fei eventually asked. Tenma blinks before nodding, "Sure," he then turns to his friends and flashes them a smile. "You guys go on ahead, I'll catch up."
"You sure? Bitch-sensei might throw a fit if we're not at the field by fifteen." Karma states before adding, "And have you seen how huge this place is? Knowing you, you'd get lost easily. Your delinquent tendencies would even scare away the staffs here~" As he said that, Karma has his signature devious grin over his face.
Tenma, with his mouth closed, licks his front teeth before raising both brows, expression blank before smiling blandly. "Are we talking about you?" He says dryly, and Karma sticks a tongue at him.
"Anyway, I'll be fine, I have Fei to guide me!" This time, Tenma's smile becomes bright then turns to Fei, "Right?"
Fei smiles as well, "Of course,"
"See? I'll be fine, guys!" Tenma reassures when he notices how his friends skeptically glances at Fei. "And besides, Fei's my friend, I trust him."
They glance at each other then looked back to Fei before their gazes landed on Tenma. After making sure that he will be alright, they nodded.
"Make sure you be back by the time I show you my prank on Terasaka."
"Hai, hai, Itona."
"And Aki-san said that there will be pudding later on, so you better hurry!"
"Got it, Kayano."
"That's the trio for you." Sugino chuckles fondly at Itona, Kayano and Tenma's dynamic while Nagisa and Karma smiled.
Afterwards, they walked on ahead. Fei gestures Tenma to follow him and they walked back inside the room. At the front, Tenma sees Fei's father, Asurei, still standing behind the podium.
Curious, he purses his lips a little as he stays quiet, silently following after Fei. "Fei, Tenma," Asurei greets them as soon as they stopped in front of him, only earning a nod of acknowledgement from the brunette and a smile from his son.
"Uhm... is there something you need?" Tenma finally asks, before quickly adding for good measure, "..Rune-san?"
Asurei chuckles, "You can call me Asurei."
Tenma nodded, "Asurei-san."
Asurei hums non-committedly then presses one of the buttons on the podium. The large screen in front went on, showing a default wallpaper — Tenma was, admittedly, surprised that even in the future, that same default wallpaper that he sees in laptops or in computers still exist. — as the man begins typing over the holographic keyboard, each key lighting up when he touches them. "Would you mind giving me a little bit of input about the assassins you encountered?"
Tenma blinks. Why is he him that? He could've just went to Karasuma-sensei or to Bitch-sensei about it. Or even Koro-sensei. Why is he choosing me, specifically? He discreetly eyes the mint-haired man in suspicion, pondering what the man's motive is. Either way, it must've have something to do with me.
"Sure..." He eventually mutters.
The screen changes as Asurei shows a list of assassins that he probably got from the government's hidden archives. Tenma scans through each and one of them, recognizing some of them - "Lovro-sensei is a good teacher. I really love how he orchestrated his traps, I asked him about it one time, and he agreed to teach me. I love the wiring traps the most..." He ignores the dubious looks he received.
He moves on to the next.
"Red Eye-san seems chill." Even though he looked scared when he first saw me. I don't blame him, I guess. He thought I was her. He remembers the other encounters with different street thugs and gang members. They're either nice or wants him hostage.
Huh, I really look like her, do I?
"Smog is actually nice."
"Grip... hm." He pushes down the bubbling laughter threatening to come out.
Tenma continues on mentally reading through the list, trying to find at least some names that are familiar to him. He skipped the names that sounded familiar to him until he comes across one name.
"Cross... we never met that woman before."
He suddenly felt alarmed as his instincts kicks in which made him glance to the father-son duo. Asurei had a sharp look in his eyes whilst Fei, who is the same as his father, but looked shocked.
Asurei lets out a hum, typing over the holographic keyboard and the screen turns off. "That's the second time you said it today."
Second time?
"I'll cut to the chase," Asurei then looks up to him, direct eye contact.
"How did you know that Cross is a woman?"
Tenma could only hope that they did not notice how his entire being stilled.
The continuations of the last scene of random scenarios #1, (future Raimon meets 3rd jr high class 3-e [post civil war of Save vs. Kill]) I don't think I'll put it in the official fic, it's more like an AU or spin-off of sorts that focuses deeply on the lore. I have a different idea (still needs revision tho) on how Raimon will know Tenma's secret.
It's quite dramatic aha,,,
Sue me, it's for the ship I'll be putting and angst hehe~
AND YES IM OFFICIALLY ADDING THE RAIR PAIR OF TENMA AND [GUESS WHO LOL, I already gave some hints] IN THE FIC
Please don't bash me. As I've said before, it is very underrated and it hits different for me as it is the first ship that I like when I first started watching the series.
If you do not like it then either you leave and stay quiet instead of wasting precious time arguing.
Looking at the toxic shippers out there, and please, grow up.
Anyways, toodles~