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THE FALL OF IGARASHI

Chapter 5

Tora had never been so pissed and so annoyed in all his life than today. Who would not be? He was harassed by a drunk woman, no less, tackled to the ground, his judo skills never even used and had become the recipient of the glorious vomit of his drunk teacher.

"Get off me!" he gritted his teeth in annoyance.

But Keira had long been gone to her dreamland.

"What the fuck!" he cursed grabbing his phone in his pocket all the while pushing Keira to lie on the grassy ground.

"Maki, I need you to come here right this moment! I'm in the courtyard, yes, bring me an extra pair of shirt."

With that he flicked the phone off. He tried to sit up, careful not to spill the smelly mess in his chest to his custom-made pants.

While waiting for Maki, Tora couldn't help but look at the sleeping drunk by his side. She looked so peaceful and innocent. One could never imagine that this person possesses crazy ideas he couldn't even fathom.

Her face is framed by her thick midnight black hair. Her cheeks had that naturally pink soft glow which accentuates her simple and innocent beauty. Her soft womanly curves were also emphasized as the moon shone upon her. Unconsciously, Tora had been captivated by the gentle beauty of the sleeping figure.

"When she's asleep like this, she looks more like an angel than a genie," Tora inwardly thought.

At the corner of the courtyard, Maki appeared bringing an extra shirt that Tora requested. He was quite alarmed at what he had witnessed but made no move to announce his presence when he saw that Tora is silently gazing at the sleeping teacher.

The pair made a romantic picture in Maki's mind seeing that Tora is gazing at the sleeping beauty under the moonlight. And it seemed that everything is drowned on the magic that this single moment had created. One thing is for sure though; admiration is clear in Tora's eyes.

Clearing his throat, Maki silently strode towards Tora, who had managed to stand and changed his shirt to the ones Maki was holding.

"Get the limo ready, we're going to send this woman to her house." Tora coldly stated, his eyes now hiding whatever emotions he felt inside.

"As you wish," Maki replied, bowing gently.

The ride to her home was swift, considering that it was only a few blocks and turns away from their school. It was a two-storey apartment. Tora was quite taken aback when a college looking shirtless guy opened the door.

"Yes?" Ren asked looking at the guy in front of him. He was almost as tall as he is, with spiky lime green hair at the back of this guy stood another male with raven hair, smiling at him.

"What can I do for you?" Ren asked confused as the one with spiky hair observed with the intensity of a predator watching his prey.

"How are you related to Keira?" Tora asked eyes never leaving Ren's.

Seeing the shirtless guy in front of him, he can't help but draw negative thoughts about his teacher.

"Eeh? You mean Keira-neechan? She's my sister. Why? What happened to her?" Ren asked looking at the raven-haired male since he couldn't dare to look straight into the eyes of the other one. They seem like daggers ready to pierce him in the eye. "Brat!" he mentally cursed.

Tora couldn't understand what he was feeling. He somehow felt relieved.

"You see, she's drunk and is already sleeping in the car." Maki answered politely, still smiling, conscious of Tora's now relaxed composure.

"Oh I see," Ren chuckled. As he followed the two males opening the car, revealing his sleeping drunk sister. He almost tripped when he was suddenly blocked from the path, Tora swiftly and easily carried her sister bridal style. He had no choice but to follow Tora's lead to the apartment.

"You can just put her in the couch, I can carry her to her room later," Ren stated as he motioned for the nearest couch in the living room.

" I'd rather not." Tora said as he headed for the stairs.

"Come again?" Ren is now confused and somewhat pissed. Who does this guy think he is? Barging in here like some kind of prince! hmmmmph!

"Where's her room?" Tora asked giving him a demanding sideways glance.

"First room on your right."

Tora then climbed the stairs leading to the second floor of the apartment. Opening the door to his right, he immediately saw the single bed near the window and placed her still sleeping teacher gently on the bed.

Tora took in the view of her room. It was just an average bedroom with two windows on each side of the wall. He noticed that there were framed pictures of her hanging on the wall. On the side of her bed near the window is her study table, with books messily stacked as if someone had been reading to and fro, but what caught his attention was the poster-sized sketch posted at the back of her door. It was obviously him, drawn and colored exaggeratedly with his posture drawn so stiff, his right hand over his left holding his chin, his face wearing his signature smirk, emphasizing his very sharp nose. He instantly smirked, mirroring the one in front of him, glancing over the sleeping teacher, he flicked her forehead with his fingers earning a pained groan from her. He chuckled at the sight of her expression, silly girl!

Grinning now, he then closed the door and proceeded downstairs.

Sometime later, Maki couldn't help but notice Tora's pleased state. They are now riding his limo towards the Igarashi's mansion.

"You seem pleased." Maki couldn't help but comment on Tora's disposition, earning a stifle of laughter from him.

"Because I am," Tora grinned.

Maki, though wanted to ask more questions refrained himself so as not to pry too much at Tora's private life.

"Maki."

"Yes?"

"I want you to search everything about Keira Matsumoto. Everything, do you understand?"

"Yes."

Maki then excused himself and dialed his phone while Tora, drinking a shot of whiskey, smiled at his thoughts.