I pressed my forehead against the cool tiles of the shower.
The girl, whose name is Ruby Rose, survived. Hell, all of us survived.
I bit my fist to suppress my need to scream.
Getting the spotlight as Team Leader wasn't in the plan.
I rubbed my tired eyes.
I turned and twisted the better part of the night, hardly getting any shuteye.
Con: I am Team Leader.
Pros: Ruby's sister was glad that I took one that was meant for her lil sis. And Weiss Schnee hated every second of that public display of gratitude.
Con: Weiss Schnee will live a scant too few meters from my own team's door.
Another con: I am team leader. Because it bears repeating.
My rear end clenched so much it generated its own gravitational pull. I still had in my scroll Glynda Fucking Goodwitch's warning that if I endangered any other of her children with my schemes, she would request a formal duel. An aura-less duel. And honour wouldn't be satisfied with mere first blood.
I took in shallow breaths while my knees wouldn't stop shaking.
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On top of that, the smug bastard of the Headmaster offered the Initiation's recording as a wedding gift for the upcoming nuptials.