Yo.

I have nothing to say so enjoy the chapter.

I apologize for any grammatical errors though.

DISCLAIMER - I DO NOT OWN KILL LA KILL.


Session 3 –

(Don't) Call Me

Because he was excruciatingly late to class, he wasn't going to be formally introduced till tomorrow. As a result, he felt uncomfortable in his math class. Everyone kept whispering about him, calling him dirt or other insulting names because of what happened in the morning between him and Gamagoori. Did Honnouji Academy students always gossip about transfer students so negatively?

He wrote in a notebook he stole from a student. He was insulting the other students as well.

Your perfume smells like shit.

He snickered as softly as he could. He didn't want to get into any more unwanted trouble, especially since he sat in the second row of the classroom.

"Sanageyama-san," the teacher called on him.

"Ah. Yes, sensei!" Sanageyama immediately stood up.

"Since it seems like you're following me and taking notes, can you find x on this triangle?" he asked, pointing at the triangle he was working on.

"I'll try, sensei!" Sanageyama replied respectfully as he walked toward the chalkboard.

He stared at the drawn triangle and realized that this was Trigonometry. He was horrible at shapes, especially when it came to finding lengths and angles.

"Also, can you go explain step-by-step as you work through the problem?"

"Y-Yes, sensei."

He grabbed the chalk and started trying to work on the problem.

"In order to find x, you look at the entire triangle first," Sanageyama explained.

"Mhm," the teacher nodded.

"And once you discerned its location, you circle where x is. And that is how you find x." Sanageyama circled x, finishing up his explanation on how to find x.

"Stay outside the class till I call you in, Sanageyama-san," the teacher seethed. "The learning environment isn't a joke."

"Yes, sensei. I deeply apolo-"

"Sensei!"

A student called out.

"Yes? Kiryuin-san?"

She stood up straight with a fierce look.

Kiryuin-san?

Sanageyama swore he heard the name before but all thoughts were soon washed away as he looked back and felt his heart skip a beat.

It's her. IT'S HER!

The vivacious babe who stood above him and Gamagoori!

"I believe it isn't right to be so callous toward Sanageyama-san. He only transferred today. Moreover, he might have never learned this at his previous school," she explained clearly.

"I do see the logic of your arguments, Kiryuin-san. Nonetheless, his answer was by all means a joke and a complete waste of time," the teacher glared, believing that she was acting arrogant again.

"Maybe because he feels uncomfortable in this environment. If I could be honest, sensei, have you not notice all the gossip about him running amok amidst the classroom? Or are your ears so clogged by algorithms and numbers that you believe that the lesson prioritizes over the safety of a student?" she scowled, attacking the sensei and nearly all of the students in the room.

Taken aback, the teacher fired back. "So what will you do, Kiryuin-sama?"

The teacher mocked her. He was quite irritated by this turn of events.

"I will tutor him. I assure you; he will achieve an A in the next test," she smirked proudly.

"Really? Then I better move up the test."

The other students groaned.

"If you must abuse your power as a teacher, then so be it. But if I may say one last thing, he won't be the one apologizing, sensei."

"What are you insinuating, Kiryuin-san?"

"You will be the one bowing," she glowered viciously.

Sanageyama stared at her. Her presence and the way she spoke were so intense and dignified that they clued him in into whom she actually was.

She must be it. She must be the head honcho of this entire place.

Still, he couldn't help but feel touched and inspired by her words. Even though she might be his main adversary, she defended him.

"Sanageyama-san, go back to your seat," the teacher commanded arrogantly, tired of these children and their rambunctious behavior.

"Yes, sensei." He did what he was told, a tiny smirk perpetrating his stoic face.


After class, the girl who defended Sanageyama headed to his seat.

"Sanageyama-san," she called out.

"Yeah? What's up?" Sanageyama turned around. His heart couldn't help but beat hard and fast. Her face and body were closer than ever.

Those eyebrows though.

"I suggest you meet me at the student council room once class ends," she recommended without a beat.

Going to the lion's den already, eh?

"Can you give me directions? I'm still new to this place," he smiled, scratching his chin in embarrassment.

"Ah yes. What is your preference?"

"Preference?"

"Are you an auditory or visual learner?"

Understanding what she meant, he waved his hands. "Any way is fine, really."

She's really going above and beyond.

"I see. Well, I'll draw you a map."

"A map? We only hav-"

Within seconds, a fully drawn map of each floor of the main building of Honnouji Academy was in his notebook.

"That was fast," Sanageyama said, impressed by her skill.

"I am the Student Council President. These things should be memorized in case of an emergency," she chuckled softly.

So I was right.

"Well, thank you, Kiryuin-san," he smiled at her in gratitude.

"Satsuki is fine, Sanageyama-san."

"And you can call me Uzu in return, Satsuki-san."

"I apologize. Saying a male's first name is still quite difficult for me."

"Then, I'm sorry for being so crass, Milady."

Satsuki chuckled again. "I'll see you afterschool, Sanageyama-san."

"Right back at you, Satsuki-san."

As she left the room, he coughed.

I thought my heart was about to burst.


The final period was over. School was finished for today.

Unfortunately for Sanageyama, he had some business in the student council room. Using the helpful map Satsuki drew, he was able to find it within minutes.

The doors to this place are huge.

Knocking on the immense, wooden, double-doors, he heard Gamagoori's voice.

"You may enter."

Opening it, Sanageyama saw that the room was quite ordinary. There was nothing spectacular. The couches, which formed a square in the center of the room, looked comfy though. Looking around, he saw three people, including Gamagoori, doing what seemed like school-related work. Gamagoori sat at a desk doing paperwork. Some teal-haired guy was typing away at a laptop. And a pink-haired girl was looking through papers, putting them in different piles.

"Where's Satsuki-san?" Sanageyama asked the three members of the student council as he sat on one of the sofas.

None of them answered.

Sighing, he put his stolen notebook on the glass table, which stood in the middle of all of the sofas.

Suddenly.

"MAKO'S HERE!"

The doors slammed open as Mankanshoku Mako skipped into the room.

"Mankanshoku! Once again, you are violating school rules!" Gamagoori stood up, red and embarrassed that he jolted in distress when the doors abruptly opened.

"Didn't you do that like – I dunno – when you came here tardy for the meeting at lunchtime?" the pink-haired girl jested.

"T-That was a special case!"

"Oh really?" the girl pushed forward. "And this is coming from the vice president and chief disciplinary enforcer of the school? Satsuki would frown upon you."

Gamagoori sat in his seat quietly. Once again, he had no comebacks.

"Awww… It's okay, Gamagoori-senpai!" Mako smiled at him as she ran to him. "I'll always smile for you if Satsuki-chan frowns upon you forever!"

Sanageyama couldn't help but snicker as he peered at Gamagoori's face.

The other two occupants seemed to have the same sentiments.

"Sheesh. Whenever I'm here, it always feels so dreary."

Ryuko entered with a big yawn.

"Ryuko?"

Sanageyama was surprised to see her here too. Were both Mako and Ryuko in the student council too?

It would explain why they both know Gamagoori so well.

However, he felt a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach if that was the case.

"Oh. Sanageyama, what are you doing here?" Ryuko blinked.

"Oh! OH! OOOOOOH! Uzu-kun is here too!" Mako leaped gleefully towards him.

"U-Uzu… kun?" Gamagoori suddenly felt too depressed to continue his duties.

"Wow. She's saying the transfer student's first name before him? Your game is dry, Gama-kun," the pink-haired girl laughed.

Even the teal-haired boy had to chuckle at that.

"Oh great, you're here, Sanageyama-san."

Satsuki finally entered the room, her heels clacking on the wooden floor as if they were signaling a grand presence.

"Welcome back, Satsuki," the pink-haired girl smiled.

Satsuki nodded at her.

"Hoi, sis. What did you want to give me again?" Ryuko approached Satsuki, stretching her arms in the process.

Wait. Sis?

"My bento box. I'll be staying here late in order to help Sanageyama-san with math. I do apologize for the inconvenience, Ryuko."

Wait. They're sisters?

"Eh… That's all? I followed you just to get a dirty bento box?"

I didn't see that coming.

"Hey, Mako?"

Sanageyama turned his head to see Mako snoring peacefully on the seat next to him.

"Ah. Never mind."

"Sanageyama."

He turned around to see Ryuko scratching her cheek bashfully.

"Hey, Ryuko. I didn't expect you here at all."

"I could say the same to you too."

"Nor did I expect you being the president's sister."

"H-Haha. Surprise?"

What's with the unusual reaction?

"Sanageyama-san."

"Hu-"

He realized that Satsuki was sitting right next to him. He could feel himself get red again.

"Let's go ahead and study."

"R-Right," Sanageyama nodded, opening up his notes to today's lesson.

So close.

Seeing Ryuko gather Mako in her arms, Satsuki looked at her again with a smile. "Once again, thank you for the help. It'll be next to my desk."

"Hai, hai. No problem, sis."

Ryuko shrugged. With Mako in tow, she walked to the desk at the farthest wall of the entrance. Once she collected what she needed, she bid the occupants farewell.

"Later sis."

"Be careful, Ryuko. There have been cases of high school students being abducted," Satsuki warned, watching her sister leave.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever," Ryuko shrugged again. "Later guys."

Once the doors opened and shut closed, Satsuki rested her eyes on Sanageyama, who stared at the exit.

"Sanageyama-san."

"O-Oh. Sorry."

"It's fine. I apologize for the wait."

"No problem at all, Satsuki-san."

With a nod, Satsuki grabbed a whole pile of math books out of hammerspace. "Now then. Where did you leave off in your previous school?"

What.


After two hours of tutoring, Sanageyama felt dead inside. Math books were scattered on the couches and the floor. Notebook paper was tossed and forgotten.

"We'll stop from there today, Sanageyama-san," Satsuki said with a tired sigh.

Heaven shined upon Sanageyama and he felt euphoria for surviving this hellish session.

"We'll continue tomorrow," Satsuki continued, standing up to begin cleaning the mess.

Sanageyama felt his heart stop. He looked at his 3rd notebook and the other two notebooks that were discarded on the floor. Satsuki forced him to do multiple problems of math, stemming all the way to basic arithmetic. He suddenly regretted skipping his high school math classes when he still lived in the North Kanto region.

Shaking his head, he stood up and silently helped Satsuki with the mess.

Few minutes later, the discarded papers were thrown in the room's recycling bin and the textbooks disappeared into hammerspace.

Sighing, Sanageyama sat on one of the couches and stretched.

"It looks like you've already been acquainted with my sister, Sanageyama-san." Satsuki sat on the opposite couch of his, crossing her legs in a refined manner.

"Huh? Yeah. During lunchtime today, I ate with her and Mako," he explained casually.

He could hear Gamagoori choke on his spit.

"May I offer you some tea?"

"Tea?"

"Yes."

Rejecting her offer would be rude, especially since she spent two hours of her time tutoring him in math.

"Sure," he replied.

"Please," he added last minute.

"Soroi-san," she called out. He could have sworn he heard her snicker a bit.

"Yes, Milady."

Suddenly, an old man appeared out of nowhere with a tray of tea.

"Thank you, Soroi-san," she smiled. Gratitude was clear on her face.

"The pleasure is all mine." Once he was done handing out the cups, Soroi bowed and disappeared into the darkness again.

Gripping the delicate teacup, Sanageyama took a sip.

"Ah," he winced.

Satsuki chuckled. "Too hot?"

"Bitter too," he added as he teared up.

"I guess you can say it's an acquired taste then," she smiled before holding out her hand. "May I?"

Sanageyama blinked before giving her the cup.

She gently blew on the cup. "Wheeeew…"

Sanageyama couldn't help but stare at how her pink, soft lips jutted out.

I want to kiss them.

"What?" Satsuki stared at him, wide-eyed in wonder.

The others stopped at what they were doing and did the same, appalled that he had the audacity to say such things, especially Gamagoori.

"Oh. Ah. Did I really say that aloud?" Sanageyama laughed nervously, scratching his head for the umpteenth time today.

Recovering quickly, Satsuki chuckled as she handed him back his teacup. "I apologize, but I won't be kissing anyone till I'm married."

With a dark blush, he accepted his drink and drank it whole. It burned but it was better than feeling embarrassed. "God. This is unbearable."

"The situation or the tea?" Satsuki smirked mysteriously, almost as if she was flirting with him.

"B-Both," Sanageyama barely sputtered, his mouth still crying from the burns he received from his tea.

From his peripheral vision, he could see the others going off in their work again, much to his delight.

After feeling awkward for a couple minutes, Sanageyama saw that Satsuki was finished with her cup.

Settling it down, Satsuki stood up. Her eyes were different from before.

They weren't soft.

Sanageyama felt that something was completely off. No. Something was completely wrong. The other occupants stood up as well.

So this was her plan.

Before he could run, Gamagoori was already blocking the entrance.

"Sanageyama Uzu," Satsuki started.

"So is this what you do to unsuspecting transfer students? Surround them into submission?" Sanageyama interrupted, glaring at Satsuki. "Or is it because you see me as that much a threat?"

She was completely unfazed. "Don't take this the wrong way, Sanageyama-san. I genuinely wanted to help you in math-"

"You mean, put that teacher in his place?"

Tired of his impertinence, Gamagoori was about to head toward Sanageyama and smash his head open. However, Satsuki put her hand up to signal him to stand down.

He did what he was told.

"I won't argue against it. That pig in the blanket should learn where he stands in society. No teacher should forcibly remove a willing student, even if said student acted foolish."

That hurt his pride.

"Nonetheless, I am surprised you noticed my ulterior motive," Satsuki smirked. "You exceeded my expectations."

"I've dealt with your kind, Satsuki-sama."

"Are you talking about the uncouth stragglers from your old gang? The ones who tried to usurp your rule, Sanageyama-san?"

"So you knew all along?"

"Who do you think I am, Sanageyama-san? Or should I say, ex-head of the North Kanto Alliance?"

[EX-HEAD OF THE NORTH KANTO ALLIANCE UZU SANAGEYAMA – SECOND-YEAR]

"Information travels fast."

"We have profiles of all our students, Sanageyama-san. Don't underestimate our information network."

"I'll try not to, Satsuki-sama." Sanageyama sat on the couch rudely, putting his feet on the table. "So what did you really call me in for?"

Satsuki gracefully sat on the opposite couch of his again, crossing her legs in a sophisticated way. "I want you to join us."

"Your little student council group?" he questioned, looking at everyone, especially the pink-haired one.

She chuckled mockingly. "Little? Is that how you see the student council? Measly little parasites trying to regulate and control the school?"

"You are proving yourselves that you are."

Using his peripheral vision again, he saw that the other three members were now sitting on the other two couches.

"My deepest apologies. I'm the one to blame, Sanageyama-san. I am the one who conjured this underhanded plan."

The others sat quietly, watching the event unfold. Nonetheless, Gamagoori badly wanted to defend her; depreciating words weren't fit for such a great woman. However, he literally bit his tongue.

Sanageyama eyed her silently, prodding her to continue whatever else she had to spout.

"Even so, I aim to win no matter the method."

"How presumptuous of you, Satsuki-sama. So how do you expect me to join the student council?"

"A simple duel. If you win, you'll rule Honnouji Academy."

The others paled. This wasn't in the plan. THIS WASN'T IN THE PLAN AT ALL.

"And if I lose, I must submit under your rule and join the student council," Sanageyama guessed, smirking enthusiastically. Lady Luck must be shining upon him today.

"Of course," Satsuki smiled. "It's a one-in-a-lifetime chance. No one ever receives a shortcut to the final boss."

"And that's why I accept." His smirk was getting bigger and bigger by the second.

"Shall we fight tomorrow morning then? Around the same time you fought Gamagoori?"

This was too convenient. "I don't see it being a problem, Satsuki."

"Good. You are dismissed, Sanageyama-san." Her demeanor was turning back to normal. "I'll see you tomorrow. Don't be late for our date."

"Of course," he chuckled.

I'm falling for her more and more.

He slammed the door shut once he left, never paying heed to the others.

"Satsuki, you can't be serious?" Jakuzure worried for her best friend. She didn't want her to get hurt. Not by this baboon.

"Don't worry, Nonon. I won't lose." Satsuki assured her with a soft smile.

"I can't believe you decided to take this route, Satsuki-sama," Inumuta frowned, pushing his glasses up in the process.

"He isn't the type to be persuaded easily," Gamagoori explained, understanding Satsuki's reasons. "He's a delinquent. He sees no joy in pacifism."

Satsuki smiled. "Tomorrow…"

"You seem more excited than usual, Satsuki," Jakuzure smirked. "Maybe we'll see you in a wedding dress sooner than we thought."

Satsuki chuckled. "I'm just eager to have a new member. That's all."

TO BE CONTINUED.