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Mole
"Remind me how any of this is my problem?" Damon asked.
"What do you mean?" the headmaster, also the exorcist who saved Tsukune, asked.
"Anti-thesis is threatening the school, one of them attacked Tsukune, and now you're trying to expel me for it?" Damon asked. "I had nothing to do with any of it. I was sleeping through Human History."
"You are being expelled under suspicion of being a member of Anti-thesis," the headmaster said.
Damon stared at him, unimpressed.
"You believe that is far-fetched?" the headmaster asked. "Anti-thesis is a group centralized around wanting to kill humans."
"They're also comprised entirely of Monstrels," Damon said. "You know, Outcast Ayashi? Why the hell would they let me join? For starters because I'm not one, and for another, because I've been fighting them for months. And that aside, why would I want to join them? I can kill humans just fine on my own. I don't need a gang of half-baked filth to help me."
"Well, I suppose I could be convinced to allow you to stay," the headmaster said. "But in exchange, you'd have to help set up the school's festival."
"Pass," Damon said even before the headmaster had finished speaking.
"You could have at least considered it, you know," the headmaster said. "Why not?"
"Because I don't give a shit if you expel me or not," Damon snorted. "If you expel me, I'm free to disappear back to my home, where I'm warm, free to scour the filth of ayashi off of myself, and where I don't have to associate with insects anymore. If you want me to help you with your school festival, you'd have to sweeten the pot a lot more than punishing me by making me stay."
The headmaster glared at him in silence for a moment before Damon chuckled.
"Relax headmaster, I'm just kidding," Damon said. "You know my true reason for being at this school. I'll help with your festival. However, since you've assigned both me and Tsukune to it, I assume there's a little bit of a mole problem, so don't worry about that either. I'll make sure to flush him out."
The headmaster's eyes narrowed for a moment before he smiled, nodding. "Go then. I trust you can sniff Tsukune out?"
"Do I look like a dog to you?" Damon asked. "And just because I can doesn't mean I don't take offense to you insinuating I'm some kind of animal."
The headmaster waved his hand and Damon huffed, turning and walking out of the room. He sniffed a few times before catching Tsukune's scent and following it.
Damon leaned back in his chair as the president of the committee spoke, preaching something about creating peace, and the festival representing that peace, or some such nonsense. Finally he groaned. "Can we get on with actually planning the festival and stop all this human-worshiping? For the love of all things unholy and blasphemous, it's insects like you who actually value human beings that are wrong with this world. If all the humans die, there's peace. Simple as that. Besides, humans' souls don't even taste good. They're worthless as cattle anyway."
"You sound like you actually support Anti-thesis," the president said, glaring at Damon from under his messy, dark hair. "But what should one expect from a Fire Devil."
Damon watched the president in silence. He looked human, but he reeked of ayashi. He wore the school uniform perfectly, the whole thing started and pressed to perfection, and he had his supernatural energy hidden perfectly. If not for the smell Damon could actually mistake him for a human.
"So, that's how things stand, then?" Damon asked, smirking. "Interesting. Be sure to keep things interesting won't you? Boss?"
The president's eyes narrowed slightly before he dismissed the committee. Damon walked outside first, leaping to the roof of the building before anyone could see him, then watched as Tsukune left, followed by another member. This one's face reminded Damon of a snake. He wore a sleeveless white shirt, a long-sleeved striped one under it, and long messy black hair. Damon spread his wings and followed the two of them. After a bit, he heard a scream and looked down, seeing Mizore and Kurumu partially buried in the ground, being dragged under. Damon dropped instantly, landing beside Mizore and retracting his wings as he grabbed Mizore under the arms and pulled upward, freeing her and grabbing the Monstrel hand clutching her leg. Then, he yanked upward, the hand's owner following, exploding out of the ground, his other hand clutching Kurumu's leg, freeing her, and Tsukune following by holding the Monstrel's leg. Damon grabbed the Monstrel by the face and snarled angrily.
"You just fucked up big time," Damon snarled. "It's too early. You didn't even hide it for a day. That's no fun at all."
Then, he slammed the Monstrel's head into the ground, the ground exploding with the force as blood sprayed out of the Monstrel's mouth and nose, though it survived. Damon sighed, burning the blood off of his hand.
"You disgusting..." Damon turned to the girls and Tsukune. "You three okay?"
"I'm fine," Kurumu said.
Mizore nodded. Then, Tsukune collapsed, Kurumu and Mizore both shouting in surprise and fear, kneeling beside him as Damon roared deafeningly loudly. A few minutes later, the school's medical staff and security arrived, tending to both Tsukune and the Monstrel. As Tsukune was being strapped to a gurney, the committee president walked over.
"Hokuto," Tsukune said, holding up a hand, Hokuto taking it. "Don't back down. I too want peace. Work hard on the festival. We won't back down from Anti-thesis."
"Of course," Hokuto nodded.
Tsukune began to get loaded up and Damon followed Hokuto away from the others.
"So, boss," Damon said. "What next? Going to have Kiria actually put effort into his job this time?"
Hokuto turned on Damon, but Damon batted his hand away as he moved to point at Damon.
"Oh please," Damon snorted. "You don't scare me. And even if I cared to stop you, it's far more entertaining to see how you play this. I can't even begin to tell you how boring this place is for a Fire Devil. We exist to slaughter and fight. This whole peace thing is about as far from what my instincts want as can be."
"Oh?" Hokuto asked. "Does that mean you support Anti-thesis?"
"Not a chance," Damon said. "Anti-thesis is a bunch of mixed-breed pieces of trash who are worth even less to me than humans. Every single member of Anti-thesis will die. Monstrels are a disgusting disease that deserve to be wiped out. They're a bunch of cross-bred freaks who are so disgusting even the parents who made them don't want them. That's why they're Outcast Ayashi. I'll gladly burn Anti-thesis when they attack. But until then, I'll definitely enjoy the show."
Hokuto glared at Damon for a few moments before turning and walking away.
"What were you talking about?" Kurumu asked.
"How disgusting it is that he thinks humans are worth living peacefully with," Damon said.
"Hypocrite," Kurumu said. "What about Tsukune?"
"I'm not a hypocrite," Damon said. "I scour all of your filth off myself every night. I hate being around him. But I have my reasons for the things I do."
Kurumu was silent for a moment. "What reasons?"
"Not yours, that's what reasons," Damon said.
"Alright fine," Kurumu said. "Don't tell me. But I do have an unrelated question."
"What?" Damon asked.
"How did the war end?" Kurumu asked. "We talked before about your parents dying, and I know you have their memories. So how'd it end?"
Damon stared into the distance in silence for a long while. "People died. People wanted peace. More people died. And then it stopped. Just like every war."
Kurumu's eyes widened. "You're hiding something."
"I'm hiding a lot of things," Damon said. "But good job for catching on. I'll drop your gold star off at your room."
He spread his wings and took off into the air, flying back toward the school.
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