New chapter in a relatively timely manner? Seems pretty wild. All jokes aside, got a few positive reviews and a few recurring questions. Mostly about how Achilles should be vastly more upset about the devil system and other stuff about him acting somewhat out of character. To answer that question, I'll copy and paste the responses I had for said reviews.
"Issei has not been changed yet. This is set before the main story of the anime. Achilles has only ever seen them laying low in a school, next chapter will be his first chance to really see what it is that they do. I made it a point to have him be skeptical of the reincarnation thing, and that he'll keep his eye on it moving forward.
I brought up one of his FGO 'my room' lines in regards to doing things he really doesn't want to do, and he already doesn't like the idea of betraying a master/king/leader leads to all this. Although he is very loyal, he won't do something if it conflicts with his morals. To the point he says that you'd have to force him with a command spell and would rather you just let him do what he wants.
All he knows so far, is that they're relatively 'normal' and Rias' peerage joined her willingly, to his knowledge so far. And while he is suspicious of it, like he thinks to himself in the chapter, he has no reason to get angry over it yet. He has practically zero knowledge on the verse yet, so any contentions with how they operate would happen later.
He will for sure get angry over certain practices, but he doesn't have the knowledge yet."
.
.
.
Teleportation wasn't a novel concept for Achilles, so when Rias employed a flashy glyph to teleport them to a warehouse district on a pier, he remained unfazed. The group appeared on the roof of a seemingly arbitrary warehouse, the surroundings marked by a subdued ambiance, with the faint sound of waves and the soft hum of nearby lights.
Despite the apparent normalcy, Achilles couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. An unmistakable bloodlust lingered in the air, its origin still undetermined.
"Alright, everyone" Rias addressed her peerage, capturing their attention. "We don't have too much info on the stray devil here. It's been abducting workers from the area. It should be in warehouse two, but keep an eye out."
"Understood" the whole peerage responded.
Achilles stayed silent, observing as Rias continued her briefing.
"I want Koneko to take the lead" Rias instructed, her gaze shifting to the white-haired rook, who nodded in acknowledgment. "Yuuto will provide backup and be ready to rush in."
"Understood, Buchou" Kiba affirmed.
"And I want Akeno up in the air to provide support for both of you if things head south" Rias continued.
"It would be my pleasure" Akeno chimed in with a smile.
Rias turned her attention to Achilles. "And I guess you can sit around and watch to see how we get things done around here."
"Sure, whatever" Achilles nonchalantly shrugged. "I'll hop in if things get dangerous."
"Hopefully it doesn't come to that" Rias commented before addressing her peerage once again. "Let's do this!"
With those words, the group sprang into action. Akeno spread her devil wings, hovering above warehouse two, located across from their current position. Koneko and Yuuto descended from the roof, heading towards the main entrance of the targeted warehouse.
"While they engage" Rias began, turning her attention to Achilles, "I'll tell you exactly what the pieces they are imbued with do."
"You said they all have special abilities, right?" Achilles inquired as he settled down at the edge of the roof, adopting a relaxed posture.
"Yup" Rias confirmed with a smile. "Koneko is my rook. She gains a massive physical strength boost."
As Rias explained, Koneko approached the large metal overhead door of warehouse number two. The door, locked and bolted shut, didn't stand a chance against Koneko's enhanced strength. With a forceful punch, she left a substantial dent, reminiscent of someone punching through cardboard. Following up with an even mightier strike, she folded the door inward, showcasing her remarkable strength.
"Huh" Achilles observed. "Impressive."
"Glad you think so" Rias smirked. "Now, Yuuto is my knight. The knight piece grants enhanced speed."
Following the door breach, a projectile shot out of the warehouse at high speeds, hurtling towards Koneko. In a blink, Kiba disappeared in a burst of speed, intercepting the object with a sword seemingly materializing out of thin air. The projectile, upon closer inspection, revealed itself as a peculiar ball of flesh that was now neatly sliced in half.
The sliced creature revealed a grotesque form, resembling a bizarre fusion of a worm, spider, and scorpion. Its segmented body writhed with unsettling agility, and multiple arachnid legs scuttled beneath its oversized scorpion tail. The creature emitted an otherworldly hiss as it slithered out of the now-compromised warehouse.
Achilles, observing the unfolding scene, couldn't hide his displeasure at the sight of the abhorrent creature. "This is what happens with a stray, huh?" he muttered with a frown.
Rias glanced over at him, sensing his discontent. "It's not always pretty, but it's part of the job."
Koneko, undeterred by the unearthly appearance of the creature, took a combative stance, her rook-enhanced strength poised for action. Yuuto, the knight, readied himself for swift maneuvers.
Akeno, hovering above, crackled with electricity as dark clouds gathered around her. Her demonic wings spread wide, and her eyes glowed with an ominous intensity. "I'll make sure it doesn't get away" she declared.
Rias observed the creature with a focused gaze. "Max, we'll need your help if things escalate. For now, just watch."
Achilles nodded, though the displeasure lingered in his expression as he leaned back, arms crossed, and watched the coordinated efforts of Rias' peerage.
Kiba lunged forward, his sword gleaming as he aimed for the creature's midsection. The creature, however, proved to be surprisingly nimble, evading Kiba's initial strike with a swift sidestep. Koneko followed up, attempting to grapple the creature with her enhanced strength, but it effortlessly scurried away, avoiding her grasp.
The creature retaliated, its scorpion tail poised to strike. Yuuto, living up to his role as the knight, intercepted the attack with remarkable speed, deflecting the stinger with his sword.
Meanwhile, Akeno unleashed a torrent of lightning from her fingertips, targeting the creature from above. The crackling energy arced down, striking the creature with a barrage of electrical discharges. Despite the relentless assault, the creature seemed resistant, its chitinous exoskeleton absorbing the shocks.
"Stubborn thing" Akeno muttered, adjusting her strategy.
As the battle unfolded, Achilles couldn't shake the frustration building within him. The rhythmic thud of his heart echoed not only the anticipation but a growing irritation. The unsettling creature wreaking havoc before him fueled his discontent, and though tempted to intervene, he resisted the urge for now.
"I should do more than watch…" Achilles grumbled, the displeasure evident in his voice. Yet, with a lingering frustration, he remained on the sidelines, evaluating the situation as Rias' peerage continued their determined assault on the elusive stray devil.
Amidst the chaotic battle, the aberrant creature exhibited a disturbing ability. From its segmented abdomen, it birthed miniature versions of itself, each scurrying away with an unsettling coordination. The emergence of these smaller, yet equally menacing, replicas added a layer of complexity to the skirmish.
Achilles, witnessing this new development, couldn't help but grit his teeth, a growing impatience fueling his dissatisfaction.
Rias, noticing his unease, took a moment to explain. "Strays often develop unique traits. It's what makes dealing with them unpredictable."
As if to counter the escalating threat, Akeno unleashed a surge of lightning, directing it towards the spawned creatures with a malevolent delight. Bolts of electricity crackled through the air, systematically targeting the miniature aberrations. Akeno reveled in the display, her eyes gleaming with amusement.
"Look at them scatter!" Akeno laughed, thoroughly enjoying the opportunity to showcase her magical prowess.
Rias, seizing the chance to enlighten Achilles further, elaborated, "Akeno, being my queen, possesses enhanced magical abilities. The queen piece provides a boost to all stats, making her a formidable force in various aspects of combat."
As Akeno continued to dispel the miniature creatures with electrifying precision, Achilles begrudgingly acknowledged the effectiveness of her abilities. The prowess displayed by Rias' peerage, combined with the unique strengths granted by the devil pieces, painted a clearer picture of the intricate dynamics within their supernatural hierarchy.
The battle raged on, with Kiba and Koneko adapting their strategies to contend with the multiplying adversaries. Yuuto skillfully navigated the battlefield, intercepting threats with swift precision.
Despite the escalating challenge, Achilles found himself at a crossroads. The desire to jump into the fray, fueled by his disdain for the aberrant creatures, clashed with the discipline to remain an observer. The internal struggle reflected in the intensity of his gaze as he closely monitored the ongoing battle.
Akeno, with a triumphant smirk, continued her display of magical prowess, effectively thinning the ranks of the miniature creatures. The battle, now intensified by the added element, showcased the diverse talents within Rias' peerage.
As the skirmish continued, the miniature aberrations proved to be more formidable than anticipated. Kiba and Koneko, initially maintaining a semblance of control, found themselves gradually losing ground to the relentless onslaught. Yuuto, despite his enhanced speed, struggled to fend off the increasing numbers.
Achilles, unable to contain his frustration any longer, clenched his fists. "Enough of this" he growled, his eyes ablaze with determination.
With a swift motion, he called upon his lance. A shimmering green lightning bolt struck the roof, coalescing into the familiar form of his weapon. The imposing lance materialized in his hand, its gleaming surface reflecting the dangerous intent within Achilles' gaze.
However, despite the sudden manifestation of his weapon, Achilles' attire remained unchanged. It was as though the lance appeared seamlessly.
The battle took a decisive turn as Achilles stepped into the fray, the gleaming lance a beacon of impending retribution. He moved with a calculated efficiency, seamlessly integrating into the chaotic dance of combat. With each precise strike, he dispatched the miniature aberrations that had started overwhelming his allies.
Koneko and Yuuto, relieved by the unexpected reinforcement, regrouped and adjusted their tactics. Achilles' intervention injected a renewed vigor into their efforts, as the tide of battle shifted once more in favor of Rias' peerage.
The green-haired gym teacher demonstrated a skillful blend of strength and finesse, his lance cleaving through the aberrations with unparalleled precision. The echoes of his actions reverberated through the warehouse district.
As the last of the miniature creatures succumbed to Achilles' relentless assault, a momentary calm settled over the rooftop. Achilles, his lance still aglow with residual energy, surveyed the aftermath of the encounter.
Rias, observing the unexpected turn of events, raised an eyebrow. "Impressive. Seems like you're not one to sit on the sidelines."
Achilles, a wry grin forming on his face, twirled his lance skillfully. "Sometimes, you just need to take matters into your own hands" he remarked, his gaze lingering on the defeated creatures.
As the echoes of the skirmish lingered, Achilles directed his attention toward the source of the infestation—the primary creature that birthed the relentless horde. It writhed in grotesque contortions.
Achilles lunged at the central aberration. His lance cut through the air, its green glow leaving a trail of ethereal light. The creature, sensing the impending threat, recoiled in an attempt to defend itself.
Achilles' strike landed true, piercing the creature's outer carapace with a devastating blow. A sickening squelch echoed as the lance penetrated the creature's core, eliciting a pained screech from the monstrosity. Despite the gravity of its injury, the creature fought on, its resilience defying the severity of the wound.
Witnessing the relentless assault, Rias, the crimson-haired devil, stepped forward with a solemn expression. Her eyes glowed with the power of destruction.
Understanding the severity of the situation, Achilles retreated, creating a clear path for Rias to unleash her power. With a focused gaze, Rias invoked her power of destruction. A surge of crimson energy emanated from her eyes, converging into a concentrated force that engulfed the wounded creature.
The creature writhed in its death throes as Rias' power surged through its form, unraveling its essence with unforgiving potency.
It convulsed one final time before disintegrating into ashes, scattered by the wind. The immediate threat eradicated, the warehouse district fell into an eerie silence.
Rias, acknowledging Achilles' contribution, offered a nod of appreciation. "You certainly know how to make an entrance, Chloros."
"So, this is what happens when someone betrays their king, huh?" Achilles remarked, his tone a mix of contemplation and concern. The gravity of the consequences for betraying a king, as demonstrated by the monstrous transformation of the stray devil, left an indelible impression on him.
Rias nodded solemnly, acknowledging the weight of Achilles' words. "Yes, it's unfortunate. When a devil betrays their king, they become a stray—twisted, malevolent beings with an insatiable hunger for destruction. It's our duty to put an end to them before they harm others."
Achilles, though no stranger to the concept of loyalty and consequences, found the devil's system intriguing yet disconcerting. He pondered the implications of such a fate, realizing that in this supernatural world, loyalty carried a burden that lead to such… a terrible fate.
"Guess it's a tough world for devils" Achilles mused, his gaze fixed on the dissipating remnants of the creature. "Turning into that... it's a harsh price to pay."
Rias, her eyes reflecting a mix of understanding and resolve, replied, "It's a reality we face. The evil pieces a peerage carries, symbolize their commitment to a king. Betrayal carries severe consequences, as you've seen. We must ensure the safety of our territory and prevent such creatures from harming innocent lives."
"This better not happen to any of the students within the school" he said with a firm resolve. "Even if they're devils, they're still my students now."
Rias nodded in acknowledgment, understanding the weight of Achilles' concern. "We share the responsibility of safeguarding this school and its students. Your dedication is appreciated, and we'll do our best to ensure their well-being."
"I'll hold you to that then."
.
.
.
In Sona's office some days later, Achilles leaned back in the chair across from her desk, looking around at the neatly organized shelves filled with books. Sona, sitting behind her desk, regarded him with a calm demeanor.
"So, how's the teaching life treating you, Chloros?" Sona asked, adjusting her glasses.
Achilles scratched his head, a smirk playing on his lips. "Well, it's been quite the adventure. Kids are warming up to me, though a few troublemakers needed some extra laps to straighten up."
Sona chuckled lightly. "I've heard you've been quite the sensation among the students. They're not used to a gym teacher who's both strict and... unconventional."
Achilles grinned. "Gotta keep 'em on their toes, you know? But hey, I've been thinking about starting a self-defence club or class. What do you think?"
Sona raised an eyebrow. "A self-defence club? That's an interesting choice. Why not basketball or soccer, like the other teachers?"
Achilles shrugged. "Figured I'd offer something different. Not everyone's into traditional sports, right? Plus, it's a good way for them to learn practical skills."
Sona nodded, considering the idea. "It might be a unique addition. Just ensure it doesn't turn into a full-scale combat training. We want them to learn to defend themselves, not start brawls."
"Fair enough" Achilles agreed. "And by the way, what's with the whole evil piece system? I've only heard a few things about it."
Sona leaned forward, intertwining her fingers. "It's a system devils use to reincarnate humans into devils. Each piece, like pawn, rook, bishop, grants different abilities. They pledge loyalty to a devil, a king in exchange for a new life as a devil. It's not without its complexities and risks. But it helps rebuild our population after the conflicts with angels and fallen angels. Plus, the educational system here provides a cover for those newly reincarnated. In mine and Rias' case specifically."
"I kind of heard about the war from Rias" Achilles supplied "But never got the full story."
Sona began to tell a brief tale. "Long ago, there was a colossal battle between devils, who hailed from the underworld, angels, beings of divine origin from the biblical heaven, and fallen angels, who once served the heavens but rebelled. It was a conflict that spanned realms, involving powerful beings and complex politics."
Achilles crossed his arms, absorbing the information. "Sounds like a mess."
Sona nodded. "Indeed. The aftermath led to a delicate balance of power and the creation of systems like the Evil Piece system to restore the depleted ranks of devils. Each faction has its own set of rules, territories, and responsibilities, trying to coexist in a fragile truce."
Achilles took a moment to process. "So, I'm not just dealing with high school drama; I'm navigating through the remnants of a supernatural war."
Sona's smile widened. "You catch on fast, Chloros. While this war was very many years ago, just remember, not everything is as it seems."
Intrigued by the revelations, Achilles leaned back into Sona's office, a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Alright, Sona" he began, "you've given me the lowdown on the supernatural history of this place, but I want to do more than just teach gym classes. How do I go about setting up that self-defence class we talked about?"
Sona nodded, appreciating Achilles' eagerness. "It's quite simple, really. You can propose a self-defence class to the students. If there's enough interest, we can officially sanction it as a club. You'd be the supervisor."
Achilles scratched his head, considering the logistics. "So, I just tell the students, 'Hey, who wants to learn some self-defence?'"
"More or less. You'd need to create some promotional material, maybe host a small introductory session, and gauge the interest. Once you have a group of students who are genuinely interested, we can move forward with making it an official club."
Achilles nodded, a plan forming in his mind. "Sounds doable. And I'm guessing there are forms or paperwork for this?"
Sona handed him a packet. "Indeed. This contains all the necessary paperwork, guidelines, and procedures for proposing and establishing a club. Fill these out, submit them to the student council, and we'll take it from there."
As Achilles took the packet, a spark of excitement ignited in his eyes. "Thanks, Sona. This should add some variety to my routine."
Sona smiled. "Variety is good, especially in a place like Kuoh Academy. If you need any assistance or have questions, don't hesitate to ask."
.
.
.
The gymnasium buzzed with energy as Achilles concluded the second-year class. Students were catching their breath, some exchanged high-fives, and a few were still wiping off the sweat from their intense workout.
"Alright, folks, good hustle today! Remember, consistent effort brings results. Now, before you go, I've got something important to share." Achilles flashed a grin, scanning the sea of curious faces.
"I've been thinking about adding a little extra to our routine. Something beyond regular gym classes. How many of you would be interested in learning some practical self-defence techniques?" he announced, his gaze sweeping across the room.
A murmur of curiosity and excitement filled the gym. Tsubasa Yura, the tall, blue-haired girl Achilles had noticed before, practically lit up with enthusiasm. Her hand shot up immediately.
"Sounds awesome, Sensei! I'm totally in!" Tsubasa exclaimed, her vibrant blue eyes sparkling.
Achilles chuckled at her eagerness. "Great to hear, Tsubasa! Anyone else interested? It's not just about throwing punches; it's about knowing how to protect yourself and others in different situations."
Slowly, more hands went up, and Achilles couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction. It seemed like his idea resonated with the students.
"Perfect! I'll be putting together a self-defence class, probably once a week. We'll cover practical techniques, awareness, and strategies to keep you safe. Look out for more details soon" Achilles continued, addressing the entire class.
As the students filed out, Tsubasa approached Achilles with a wide grin. "Sensei, this is gonna be awesome! Can't wait to learn some cool moves."
Achilles nodded, returning her enthusiasm. "I'm glad you're excited, Tsubasa. It's all about empowerment and confidence. Stay tuned for more information. And, if anyone has suggestions or preferences, feel free to share. This class is for all of you."
Seated in his office, Achilles pondered how to introduce the ancient martial art of Pankration to his students. His fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk, a subtle indicator of the gears turning in his mind. The challenge was clear – how to bridge the gap between an ancient combat style and a group of modern high school students.
"Hmm" he mumbled to himself, rubbing his chin. "Pankration is more than just fighting; it's a blend of striking and grappling. Gotta make it accessible and engaging for these kids."
His gaze drifted to a whiteboard leaning against the wall. With a confident nod, he stood up, grabbed a marker, and started sketching a basic diagram illustrating the essence of Pankration.
"Alright, we've got striking and grappling. Maybe I can break down some fundamental moves and build up from there" he mused, drawing stick figures engaging in a mix of punches, kicks, and holds.
A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. Achilles turned to see Tsubasa peeking in, now dressed in the school uniform. Curiosity written all over her face.
"Sensei, got a minute?" she asked.
"Of course, Tsubasa. Come on in" he replied, gesturing for her to enter.
Tsubasa stepped in, her eyes scanning the diagram on the whiteboard. "What's all this? Moves for your class?"
Achilles grinned. "Exactly. I'm thinking of introducing Pankration to the mix. It's an ancient Greek martial art, a blend of striking and grappling. But I need to figure out how to make it engaging for everyone."
Tsubasa's eyes lit up with excitement. "Pankration, huh? That sounds intense. I'm game for it. But how do we start?"
Achilles gestured towards the drawings. "We break it down. Start with the basics. Simple strikes, basic holds. Then, as you all get the hang of it, we can mix them up into more complex combinations."
Tsubasa nodded, absorbing the concept. "Sounds cool. I'm sure everyone will love it. Anything I can help with?"
"Actually, yes" Achilles said, handing her the marker. "How about you add your insights? If there's something you'd find interesting or if you think the others would enjoy a specific aspect, jot it down."
Tsubasa took the marker eagerly, stepping up to the whiteboard. As she began to contribute her ideas, Achilles couldn't help but appreciate the collaborative effort taking shape. It wasn't just about teaching; it was about creating an environment where everyone could learn and grow together.
Tsubasa, marker in hand, added a few swift strokes to the whiteboard, conceptualizing various Pankration moves. As she stepped back to admire her contribution, a spark of creativity illuminated her eyes.
"Hey, Sensei" she began, "how about we make brochures or flyers on a computer to get everyone excited. We can include the basic moves, some cool history tidbits, and, you know, make it look enticing."
Achilles scratched his head, pondering the idea. "Hmm, brochures, you say? Sounds like a good idea. I guess it could work. But, uh, here's the thing. I'm not exactly tech-savvy. Computers and I… well, we don't really get along." This considering the fact he's quite literally never used one.
Tsubasa raised an eyebrow, a mixture of surprise and amusement on her face. "You don't use computers at all, Sensei?"
Achilles chuckled awkwardly. "Yeah, not my forte. I'm more of a hands-on kind of guy. But if you or someone else could handle that part, I'd be all for it."
Tsubasa grinned. "No worries, Sensei. Leave the computer stuff to me. I can design some awesome brochures that'll get everyone pumped up for Pankration. Plus, we can distribute them around the school to spread the word."
"Sounds like a plan" Achilles agreed. "You've got a talent for this, Tsubasa. Let me know if you need any info on Pankration. I'll stick to what I know best – the actual training."
Tsubasa nodded, her enthusiasm undiminished. "Got it, Sensei. This is going to be epic!"
.
.
.
In the bustling school cafeteria a few days later, Achilles sat at a corner table with his lunch, contemplating the upcoming self-defence venture. Tsubasa, brimming with anticipation, approached him, waving a vibrant flyer and brochure.
"Hey, Sensei! Check it out!" Tsubasa exclaimed, placing the materials on the table. The designs were sleek, featuring dynamic images of ancient Pankration warriors interwoven with the school's emblem.
Achilles picked up the brochure, his eyes scanning the content. "Impressive, Tsubasa. You really went all out on this."
Tsubasa beamed with pride. "I wanted to capture the essence of it, you know? Something that gets people hyped up. Punching and kicking things is always something I'm in to."
Achilles nodded appreciatively. "You've nailed it. This is way better than I could have done. You even managed to incorporate the school colors."
Tsubasa chuckled. "Thanks, Sensei. I figured a bit of school spirit could help attract more students."
Achilles couldn't help but grin. "You've got the right idea. Let's distribute these around the school. Who knows? We might uncover some hidden warriors ready to embrace the art of combat."
Armed with a stack of brochures and a handful of vibrant flyers, Achilles and Tsubasa embarked on their mission to spread the word about the upcoming self-defence class. The school corridors became their canvas, and bulletin boards their message boards.
As they strolled through the hallways, Tsubasa enthusiastically recounted tales of legendary Pankration warriors, and modern fighters. Injecting a contagious excitement into each word. Achilles listened attentively, impressed by Tsubasa's genuine passion for the martial art, even though she only recently delved into it the past few days.
Placing brochures strategically near classrooms and hanging eye-catching flyers on bulletin boards, they aimed to attract the attention of potential students. Tsubasa's energy and Achilles' imposing figure formed an intriguing pair, making curious students stop and take notice.
"Sensei, what made you want to teach Pankration specifically?" Tsubasa asked as they continued their distribution.
Achilles considered the question. "Well, Tsubasa, Pankration is more than just a sport; it's a philosophy. It teaches discipline, strength, and a connection with one's body. I want to share that with the students here, give them a taste of the ancient wisdom embedded in this martial art." Plus it was something he learned when he was young.
Tsubasa nodded, absorbing the sentiment. "That's cool, Sensei. I can't wait to see who signs up. I have a feeling we'll get quite a diverse group."
As they progressed through the school, their presence sparked interest and curiosity. Students gathered around, eager to learn more about the mysterious class. The combination of Achilles' stature and Tsubasa's infectious enthusiasm proved to be an effective promotional strategy.
By the time they finished their distribution, the brochures and flyers had become a ubiquitous sight across the school. The duo stepped back, surveying their handiwork.
"It's done" Tsubasa declared triumphantly. "Now we just wait for the recruits to roll in."
.
.
.
After the successful promotion of the self-defence class, Achilles found himself in Principle Shun's office. The principal, sipping on his ever-present cup of coffee, welcomed Achilles with a nod.
"Chloros" Shun greeted, "I've heard about your little venture to popularize the self-defence class. Quite the spectacle, I must say."
Achilles grinned. "Gotta attract the warriors, Boss man. Can't have them miss out on the chance to learn from the best."
Shun chuckled. "You certainly have a unique way of doing things. Now, let's talk about your living arrangements. You can't be sleeping in the office indefinitely."
Achilles scratched his head. "Yeah, about that... Haven't really figured out the whole living situation yet. Was too busy getting the word out. Not to mention setting up a teaching program for regular classes" Achilles shrugged. "It's not that bad. Got a comfy couch. Plus, I'm used to roughing it a bit."
Shun sighed. "Chloros, you can't keep sleeping in the office forever. We'll need to find you a suitable place to stay. Let me show you some property listings that would fit your budget."
As Achilles left Principal Shun's office, he followed him to a small meeting room where Shun had prepared a list of available apartments and houses. Shun explained the features of each property, discussing their locations, amenities, and potential suitability for Achilles.
Achilles carefully considered each option, weighing the pros and cons. After a thorough review, he found a few promising choices that aligned with his preferences and budget.
"I appreciate the help, Boss man. These look decent," Achilles said, pointing to a couple of listings. "Guess it's time for me to start adulting and pick a place."
Shun nodded. "Take your time deciding. Once you've made a choice, we'll handle the arrangements. I want you comfortable while you're here."
Achilles left the meeting room with the property listings in hand, determined to explore his potential new living quarters. As he stepped out into the bustling hallways of Kuoh Academy, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement mixed with curiosity about the places he was going to visit.
He decided to start with the properties closest to the school, hoping to maintain some familiarity with the area. Checking the addresses on the listings, Achilles made his way to the first apartment complex. The walk allowed him to take in the surroundings, observing the lively atmosphere of Kuoh and its diverse inhabitants.
Arriving at the first property, Achilles was met with a moderately sized apartment building. The landlord guided him through the available units, showcasing the different layouts and amenities. As he explored each space, Achilles considered the practical aspects, envisioning how he could make the place his own.
Next on the list was a cozy house for rent located not too far from the school. The landlord eagerly provided a tour, emphasizing the quiet neighborhood and nearby conveniences. Achilles appreciated the tranquility of the area and imagined it could be a haven for him after a day of teaching and training.
As he continued his property viewings, Achilles found himself mulling over the options. Each place had its unique charm, and he weighed factors such as proximity to the school, neighborhood vibe, and overall comfort. Achilles had slept in tents on fields of sand during the Trojan war, he wasn't in this for anything fancy as he didn't need much to live.
After the viewings, Achilles returned to the school with a clearer idea of what he was looking for. He informed Principal Shun about his preferences and discussed the pros and cons of each property.
"Thanks for the help, Boss man. I've got a better sense of what I want now" Achilles said, handing back the property listings to Shun as he was preparing to leave.
Shun nodded. "Take your time, Chloros. Once you've decided, we'll handle the paperwork and arrangements. It's important that you're comfortable in your new place."
.
.
.
This chapter was a little bit all over the place for sure. But gotta show something with Achilles adjusting to Kuoh living. I'll probably start dipping into the main story within a chapter or two so stay tuned for that. It will likely be spotty little short stories until then though.
Sure the 'battle section' was a little short, but its not like a whole bunch of strays that they fight are super strong or anything in the beginning. Plus, all of these fights for now are nothing to Achilles so its hard to put something super challenging immediately into the story.
Hope you all liked the chapter and I'll see you all in the next one.