The room for the Newspaper Club was, as expected, an empty classroom. Which made the fact that they were the only members really sink in for Tsukune, Moka, and Kurumu. Sweat dropped from their heads as they realized exactly what Ms. Nekonome meant by "first members". And despite how excited their teacher was about that fact, the three of them were more worried than anything else. It didn't help that their Vice President had taken a seat in the middle of the room, and was already writing out poems for his column. The sound of his pencil writing away on a notebook echoed through the room, only ever being interrupted by him flipping a page every now and then.

"Now then, everyone," Ms. Nekonome quickly took control of the situation, her enthusiasm for the club shining through, "Let's begin our club activities for today!"

Tsukune raised his hand, his voice nervous as he asked, "But, Ms. Nekonome, is it really just the five of us? I hadn't heard of this club until today so..." Tsukune's concerns were echoed by Kurumu and Moka.

The teacher shook her head, "Oh, no! I'm not the actual President of the Club. Just the faculty member who oversees you all. The real President should be here in a moment-"

As if on cue, the door to the classroom opened and a young man stepped through the door. A white headband sat below his inky black hair. Black bangs slightly hung in front of his light green eyes. He wore a standard male Yokai Academy uniform, except his was open a bit more at the chest. This showed a tie and wolf pendant that hung from his neck. His lips were curled into a bright, charming smile and he carried two rose bouquets in his arms. He spoke with an overly polite accent, "Greetings! I'm the President of the Newspaper Club, Morioka Ginei."

Tsukune was completely floored by the appearance of the actual club president. And it only intensified when the man gave the two bouquets to Moka and Kurumu while calling them beautiful. Vergil, meanwhile, drowned everything out while working on his column for the newspaper. Mostly he was noting down different concepts or premises for poems that he could attempt to write. His mind constantly compared what he was writing to the various poetry books he had read since he was a child. Accounting for possible rhyming styles and their meanings, sorting through the feelings and events in his life, and seeing how to put them all down into words.

This intense focus was, unfortunately, ruined when Ginei (or Gin as he preferred) called out to him, "Hey, you! I'm trying to explain how the club works around here! You should-"

Gin went silent when Vergil cut his eyes at him. Not out of fear but recognition. Gin snapped his fingers and pointed at Vergil, "Oi! You're that guy I met in the hallway! The one that had his face in a book the whole time."

The three first years looked between the second year and Vergil. Then Moka pointed at Vergil while looking at Gin, "You know him, Gin-senpai?"

Gin shrugged, "Kind of? We just happened to pass each other in the hall. Don't know what he's doing here."

"He's the Vice President," Kurumu stated as she crossed her arms.

"Temporarily. Until the actual Vice President comes back," Tsukune corrected.

"That so? Well, where's the guy who's supposed to be here?" at Gin's question the entire room suddenly tensed. None of the first years met his eyes, all three of them looking at the wall or grimacing at something only they could see. Gin's eyebrow rose, not unfamiliar with this type of atmosphere. He idly remembered hearing about a faculty member getting suspended for, supposedly, killing one the teachers here. While he had his own suspicions, he chose to keep them to himself. No need to make the mood in the room worse. So, instead, he clapped his hands together and put a smile on his face, "Well, I'm sure I'll meet him eventually. For now, let me continue explaining what we at the Newspaper Club do."

He leaned onto the desk at the front of the room and spoke clearly, "Our goal is to, well, publish the school newspaper! Most of your activities will be reporting on all kinds of things going on inside the Academy and putting them in the newspaper! We'll be put into dangerous situations time and time again for the sake of reporting. I'll tell you right now, this ain't gonna be an easy ride! Once you've joined you should prepare yourself."

While the three first years took in Gin's words, he looked over at Vergil, "That goes for you as well...uh...hmm. Sorry, don't think I ever got your name."

Vergil rolled his eyes then looked back at his notebook, "Vergil. I am the Head Librarian and this club's Temporary Vice President."

"Oh, is that so? Well, nice to-"

"Please save your pleasantries," Vergil flipped a page in his notebook then kept writing, "I am only here because I was promised my own Poetry Column in the newspaper. I am already making drafts of possible candidates. I will submit them long before the first issue is in development, and expect a second opinion before they are considered ready for print. Is that understood?"

Gin blinked and scratched the back of his neck, "Uh, well, we've never really had a Poetry Column before-"

"You do now," is all Vergil said before going back to his work. Sweat drops fell from all the student's heads as they watched him casually disregard any concerns Gin may have had. With him very clearly ignoring whatever else the group had to say, Gin decided to get back to business. Starting with having Tsukune, Moka, and Kurumu put up some of the club posters on the back wall. The four grabbed some chairs to reach above the blackboard and headed in that direction. Moka and Tsukune both bowed to Vergil as they walked passed him, while Kurumu gave him a wide berth. Gin winked at him but Vergil continued to ignore them. Inspiration had sparked in his mind and he was already writing out his first poem. He just needed to concentrate, write it out in flowing meter, and-

"Senpai! What are you doing?! Please stop!" Tsukune's shrill shout made Vergil flinch and threw him off his game. He cleared his throat, centered his mind, then tried to regain his focus-

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Gin sounded completely nonchalant despite Tsukune's outburst.

"Please don't pretend you don't know!" Tsukune shouted again, once more throwing Vergil off his writing. This time the young man didn't stop, "You were just looking up their skirts, weren't you?!"

Gin waved Tsukune's accusation off with a smile, "Heh, nonsense! There's no way I'm the kind of guy who'd do something so lame."

"WHHHAAAA-?!" Vergil's shoulders were shaking at this point. He, once more, tried to find his center and calm down. He tried to drown out the sounds he was hearing. Tried to focus on his notepad. Tried to get his feelings out onto-

"Huh? What's going on?" Kurumu and Moka asked, eyes moving between Tsukune and Gin.

Gin shrugged and, without losing his smile and pointing at Tsukune, said nonchalantly, "Oh, well , this dude...says he got an eyeful of your panties!"

Vergil's eyes shot open when the girl's both shrieked in surprise. He slammed his hand onto the table, taking everyone's attention as he shot out of his chair, "ENOUGH!"

He whirled on the group of students, Kurumu quickly hiding behind Tsukune, her body aching where Vergil had hit her last time. The Son of Sparda stomped toward the group his eyes burning with rage. Gin sidled up to Tsukune and put an arm around the boy's shoulder. His smile remained as he pointed at his younger classman, "Ah, sorry about that, Vergil. It just seems that Tsukune here can-"

"Silence!" Vergil grabbed Gin's arm and pushed him away from Tsukune. Gin's eyes went wide as Vergil shot him with a deathly glare. The man was so shocked that his smile faltered and he started to stammer. Vergil ignored him and turned to the three first years. All three flinched back as he began his tirade, "Will you all, please, be quiet! I am trying to concentrate!"

"S-S-S-Sorry, Vergil-sensei!" Moka said, idly covering her face with her arms, "B-B-But Gin sai-"

"Oh for...come here, boy!" he grabbed Tsukune by his arm and pulled him to his side. He roughly forced the young man into a standing position, holding his arms at his side while keeping his back straight. Tsukune's eyes were filled with panic as he looked between Moka and Kurumu. Vergil shouted, "Look at him! Look at him and tell me he's the type of person to look up women's skirts! Do you get any little inkling of that from a meek specimen such as him?"

"Meek?" Tsukune muttered, clearly offended but not willing to shout lest Vergil hear him.

Moka slowly lowered her arms while nervously shaking her head, "W-W-Well, no. Not to me anyway."

"I-I-I mean, I wouldn't think so," Kurumu said while pressing her fingers together.

"Next question!" Vergil shouted, making both girls jump, "From what both of you have seen of this boy, do any of his actions suggest that he would ever take advantage of a position like that?!"

Moka and Kurumu both shook their heads in the negative. Moka spoke up, "Not at all. Tsukune has been really kind to me. I don't think he would do something like that."

"Neither do I...though, I wouldn't necessarily mind," Kurumu blushed while cupping her cheeks in her hands.

Tsukune's lips curled into a smile. He felt his fears evaporate upon hearing that his two friends believed in him like that. But then Gin coughed to get everyone's attention. He stepped around Vergil and spoke again, "Well, sure, but-"

"I said silence!" Vergil interrupted, stomping over to the second year while letting Tsukune go. He loomed over Gin, having more than a head over the other man, and made no attempt to hide his disdain, "I will not allow you to poison the well with your words! If I am to have silence so that I may work in peace, then I need you to remain silent and simply do your job!"

"H-Hey, you can't talk to your President like that!" Gin said, trying to recover from Vergil suddenly getting up in his face.

"Oh, I can. President or not, you are still a student. And I am faculty. Thus my authority supersedes yours. But, as I do not trust you to not attempt this again..." Vergil walked over to the desk with the posters and grabbed up five of them. With a keen eye and precise movements, he tossed all five at the wall above the blackboard. Each one landed on the wall, before quickly being followed by pins that he threw at them. Each one hit their mark and perfectly held the posters in place.

He walked back to his seat while ignoring the shocked expressions the students sent his way. He spoke without looking at them, "There. Now, begone! I must have peace and quiet to be able to write my poetry."

He sat back down, picked up his pencil, then tried to regain his muse. Stunned and completely floored by his actions, Gin didn't say a word. His mouth remained open as he stared at Vergil. He tried to parse what just happened while Tsukune, Moka, and Kurumu all walked to the stack of posters in a trance. Moka tapped Gin on the shoulder to shake him from his own trance. He shook his head and tried to regain his composure. His voice sounded weak as he said, "A-A-Alright, Vergil. Um, we're gonna go put up the rest of the posters. You stay here and work on your column, okay? Okay. Come on, everyone."

They all followed Gin out the room. Though Tsukune idled behind, his eyes locked on Vergil with a frown on his face. He opened his mouth to say something, but Moka's call interrupted him. He followed her, taking one last glance at Vergil before leaving the room.

Vergil sighed and shook his head, "Annoying. You'd better hope your suspension ends soon, Dante."

Dante threw his fifth rock at a tree and sighed, "Goddamn it, can't this suspension end already?" His sigh turned into a groan as he continued to walk through the empty forest. He ran a hand through his hair and looked up at the sky, "I'm so fucking bored!

He groaned again and shook his head. He knew he sounded like a whiny brat, but it was true. He didn't think it would be this bad after he met Mikogami to report on what happened. The old demon wasn't angry at him for what he did. Especially when he told him about how the woman was turning students into statues. Apparently, he was taking Dante's advice in regards to Vergil attacking Kurumu to heart. Which Dante had no problem with. But that also meant he had to punish Dante in order for it to be fair. Even if it was justified, wouldn't exactly send the right message if he just let the new staff member kill an older one with no consequences.

And, again, he got that.

But he could've at least given Dante some kind of direction on what he could do or where he could go while he waited! The dorm he was sleeping in was boring and too close to the campus. He knew he could leave the barrier that Mikogami put up around the school at anytime to go see the human world. That wasn't an issue. The issue was getting back inside. Vergil got here using the Yamato, the bus driver had his bus, and he was certain Mikogami had his own way of entering and leaving the barrier. What did these three things have in common?

They were all able to enter the barrier without causing any damage to it. Dante knew himself. And one thing he knew about himself was that he tended to be...hard on barriers. Specifically when it came to getting inside them. Not that he couldn't find the "proper" ways to get through a barrier. But usually that involved grabbing one thing from one place then moving it to another place. Or pulling a switch. Or killing a couple of demons. This though? This was a barrier that was specifically put up to keep the worlds of Yokai and humans separate. If he damaged it in anyway, who knows what kind of trouble he'd bring upon this place?

There were alternatives, sure, but each one came with a big caveat. The Yamato? Vergil's sword. And even though he's cooled off, he doubts he'll simply give him the Yamato if he asked. Vergil would just tell him to fuck off. But he'd probably give it up for a fight...hmm. An idea to go in the back pocket, because that is unfortunately predicated on whether or not Vergil is on the clock. Considering how serious his brother can be? He doubts he'd be willing to take off to have a match with his dear old younger brother.

Next was the bus driver. Old smokey was willing to get Dante a pizza, so perhaps he'd be willing to drive Dante to the human world. Issue? He had no clue if the guy would bring him back. He is suspended after all. As far as he knew, that meant he couldn't ride the bus into Yokai Academy, but could ride it out of Yokai Academy. Meaning he'd be stranded out there until his suspension was over. Which wasn't that bad...except for the fact that Lover Boy would still be on the other side of the barrier. Completely vulnerable to the monsters because the likelihood of Vergil helping the kid when he needed it was slim. And while he didn't doubt Kuru and Fangs would protect him, he didn't want to put so much pressure on them.

Which left him with the last alternative, Mikogami. And that was already right out. The old demon probably wanted to keep whatever secrets he used to move between the human and yokai worlds to himself. At least for now, cause he didn't think the old guy trusted him enough yet. And even if the old demon was willing to share his know how, it would probably cost Dante a favor of some kind. Not sure if he wanted to owe a sneaky guy like Mikogami a favor this early in the game. The only other option was seeing if he could get an invitation like Lover Boy. But that was out too.

For one thing, he bet those things were personalized or at least not easy to come by. Which meant that Lover Boy's would only work for him and him alone. Which would mean he'd have to go to Mikogami, and that means he'd be back to square one. So...

"I'm basically stuck until Vergil gets done with school," Dante stopped to put his hand against a dried up tree and lean against it. He scratched his head while looking around at the empty area around him. He heard something creak and looked over at the tree. Turns out, its trunk was actually rather weak...and had started listing to the side. He took his hand off it but it was too late. The bottom of the trunk broke off from the roots and the rest of the tree soon hit the ground with a dull thunk. Dante stared at the destroyed tree then shrugged, "Well, if no one else is around to see or hear that...wasn't me!"

Cracking a small smile he started walking again, though his mind was still on how he was going to spend the rest of his suspension. Or, at least, whatever time was left before Vergil got off work. He let out another sigh as he continued to walk. Idly he started to kick at a nearby rock hoping that maybe it would keep his mind busy while he tried to think of something. And...it sort of worked. It did make him start thinking of something. Specifically, how things were going back home. Oh, he had no doubt that the kid was handling things just fine. He's a chip off his older brother's block...just without all the "sacrifice the world for the sake of power" thing. Not to mention that new arm of his, both the fleshy and metallic ones, were great at killing demons. And Lady and Trish would make sure he didn't bite off more than he could chew. Hopefully.

Still, he couldn't help the little voice in the back of his head that said he would be a bit more concerned about the kid. Especially since there was still no indication that Vergil would be getting them home any time soon. Granted it had only been...a week or so since they got here. So he supposed he shouldn't be too-

Dante suddenly stopped and leaned back, letting something hit the bare tree he was just about to pass. The object, which was revealed to be a sticky white web, punched a hole straight through the tree trunk. It wrapped around the tree trunk then pulled taut, ripping the tree from its roots and pulling to towards its owner. Dante raised an eyebrow while his lips curled into a small smirk. Finally, something to calm his boredom.

The webs retracted into the hand of their owner, a girl with long purple hair in a black button up coat. The part that was supposed to cover her midriff was unbuttoned, and she wore a pencil skirt which only covered her upper thighs. Her small violet eyes were sharp, making her face look like it was in a permanent sneer. Her lips were curled into a wicked smile that she directed at Dante. However, while she certainly looked dangerous, Dante could tell that she was just the lackey. It was the guy standing in front and to the right of her that was the big boss.

Tall, lanky, pointy ears, shit eating grin, eyes that seem to always be looking down everyone around him. Yep, Dante could tell what this guy's deal was from a mile away. And judging by his black jumper and shirt with white trimmings and insides, he had no doubt that this guy was one of the classic kind of bad guys. The ones that think they're so high and mighty. That they can just judge everyone else inferior and do whatever they want to them. Because they're the strongest, or the smartest, or the yadda yadda yadda. Kid probably thought he was being really clever with that whole attack thing.

Ah well. At lease things wouldn't be boring anymore. And, hey, maybe he could give a show to the one other was watching them from afar. Hmm, based off the smell, this was that Student Council President guy's invisible friend. Probably set this up for one reason or another. Hmm, well, he'd hate to disappoint him.

Whistling, Dante made himself look impressed by the girl's actions, "Nice shot there, Legs. You hit that tree dead center. Though, if you wanted to snare me, ya could've just asked. Suspended or no, a Teacher's Assistant is always ready to help his students."

A short and mirthless giggle from the girl was the response he got. She said no more while looking over at the lanky guy. Said man stepped forward, shit eating grin worn proudly on his face, "Hmm, you did manage to dodge it. Good, that bodes well for your trial, Dante."

Dante had to resist the urge to roll his eyes. Muttered how he "Knew it" he held out his arms and nonchalantly started walking to random spots in the area, "My trial? Didn't realize I was being accused of something, Judge. Might telling me what crime I have committed to have your magnanimous gaze placed upon me? As well as who you might be to render my judgment so?"

And, like all people who love listening to themselves talk, Judge took the bait. He stood up straight and adopted a self-serious pose that he no doubt used on a daily basis, "I am the leader of the Yokai Academy Public Safety Committee, Kuyo! I have been tasked with the greatest of duties in the world; To render justice upon all evil doers who exists within our fair school! I have rendered judgment upon all who would pervert or insult justice, and brought them to the justice they thought they could so easily avoid! None are immune to nor beyond my all-encompassing gaze. Not even the faculty of this school."

Dante nodded along, only half listening to the guy talk. Not cause he didn't want to hear him. But because he could guess exactly what the guy was gonna say to a letter. Once he was done talking, for now, Dante looked at him, "Rrriiiggghhhttt. And I happen to have hit your radar. This about what I did to Slithers? Cause if we're talking about 'justice' then I'd say me putting a pair of bullets through her skull for turning students into statues was pretty just."

Kuyo huffed, "Other than your foolish assertion, as only I may decide what is truly just in this Academy, you are correct that Hitomi Ishigami was performing acts that went against justice. Thus why I have not come to judge you for that."

"That so? Then to what do I owe the pleasure, dear old Judge?" Dante asked while spreading his arms out wide.

Kuyo's lips curled down as his hands curled into fists, "A concerned party has brought to our attention a very severe accusation to us. One that, if it were true, would lead to your immediate execution. That accusation is that you are not a yokai...but a human."

Kuyo spat the word human out like it was a curse. Which was all Dante needed to figure out what was going on. Kaneshiro went to this guy, suggested that he was human, which made this cackles rise. Now he's out here to test him and Kaneshiro is waiting in the wings to watch and see how Dante handles it. Likely planning to see if there's anything more he can learn about him in case whatever plan he and his friend has gets on Dante's radar. Clever, clever. If only he hadn't sent the invisible guy to watch what happened. Maybe he could've gotten away with it. As it stood though...hmm...well he might still. Dante did need something to entertain him. Just needed to be careful about what he showed off and revealed here.

...Or not. Not like he had any reason to hide other than keeping a low profile.

He remained as nonchalant as ever while keeping one eye on Kuyo, "That so, Judge?"

"Yes. However," Kuyo relaxed his posture, "you have shown proof that such accusations are likely false. No weak, lowly human would've been able to sense us nor dodge Keiko's attack before it was far too late. Yet, you managed to do both. Thus, I am disinclined to believe that you could be a human at all. Consider this meeting an introduction and a warning. For while I will look over your actions for now, if you ever get in the way of justice, I will not be so lenient."

Without saying anymore, Kuyo turned his back to Dante and started to walk away. Keiko, the purple haired girl, cut her eyes at Dante before making to follow Kuyo. However, not wanting this to end just yet, Dante decided to stir the pot a little. Smiling he put his hands behind his head and spoke, "That's mighty kind of ya, Judge. Though I have to admit that the guy who told you that wasn't entirely wrong."

Kuyo and Keiko stopped moving on the spot. The leader didn't turn around but his voice made it clear Dante had his attention, "Is that so, Dante?"

Dante wiggled his hand in the air, "Yeah. I'd say they were fifty-fifty in terms of accuracy. See, I do have some monster blood flowing in my veins. Got it from my dad's side of the family. Along with my good looks, of course."

Dante rubbed his chin with a hand while staring at the sky. Kuyo still hadn't turned around, but he could hear the anger in the young man's tone, "And your mother's side of the family."

"Why that's the beautiful part my young man," Dante span in place then pointed both his fingers in Kuyo's direction, "My mother...was a true blue human! Making me half-human."

Next thing Dante knew something had pierced through his chest. He looked down, still smiling, and saw a long, orange and black spider leg going through his torso. Right where his heart was supposed to be. Looking up, he saw that the girl had lifted up her shirt, revealing her mid-riff to the air...which had split open to reveal six long spider legs. She was now looking at Dante with a sinister and violently happy look. As if she had been waiting for this to happen.

Wanting to make this look convincing, Dante let his body go limp. He slumped over and pretended to be out while Keiko lifted him up into the air. He heard Kuyo say something about "disposing" of him. Then he heard him start walking away before his presence left the area. He could still feel the presence of the invisible kid, though. So while he fooled Judge, he guessed he couldn't fool that kid as easily.

Keiko brought Dante's limp body close to her face. With a creepy, tooth-filled smile, she reached up and rubbed Dante's face, "It's a shame. You're such a handsome man, too. But Kuyo's orders are absolute. Though I'd be lying if I said I wasn't gonna enjoy ripping your body to pieces."

Dante let what she said hang in the air for a few minutes. Then, just when he felt her start pulling her leg out of his chest. When it was halfway out, he tensed his body and grabbed her leg before it was gone. The shocked look on her face was absolutely priceless as he lifted his head up to look her in the eyes. His smile hadn't left his face at all and his voice was jovial as ever when he spoke, "I'm flattered, but I like my women a bit older."

Completely shocked, Keiko quickly pulled her leg out of Dante's chest. Blood and more came with it as he let the appendage go. However, it only made things worse. Her face went pale as she watched the hole in Dante's chest regenerate before her eyes. Bones, muscles, organs, and flesh all knit themselves back together. Even his shirt, somehow, repaired itself back to its original state. She looked from her leg, to Dante's chest, then to his face. Dante dusted his chest off before putting both his hands on his hips, "Ah, right. I didn't say what my dad's side of the family really was did I? See, dear old dad was a Demon. Really strong dude named Sparda. Got a lot of my powers and stuff from him. But that was a nice shot. If I were anyone else, probably would've killed me."

Keiko took a step back, her body shaking as she tried to make sense of what just happened. She stuttered out a response, "Y-Y-You...how...that...that doesn't make sense. Even Kuyo can't just...but...how can you be half-human?!"

Dante shrugged then got into a boxing stance. He shadow boxed the air a bit then said, "That I am. Now, I believe what you just did counts as assaulting faculty. So, you're gonna get a spanking by your friendly TA. Free of charge."

Keiko's mind raced as she tried to think of what to do. On instinct, she struck out with one of her legs, aiming for Dante's neck. Dante's fist came up and punched it away making her cry out in pain. When she next looked at her spider leg, she saw that the upper half was broken. Fear growing by the second, she shot some webs out of her mouth and hands. Dante's fists flew, grabbing and ripping the sticky threads apart without missing a beat. He weaved to the left and right to make sure not a single strange of web got close to him. Panic starting to set in, Keiko cried out in fear and anger. She launched a flurry of webs and legs at Dante, hoping to overwhelm him.

Dante merely smiled as his body flashed red.

His punches, somehow, got faster. They moved so quickly that they became a blur. Keiko couldn't keep up with the amount of lefts and rights he was throwing out. And with each attack she heard more and more cracks echo through the forest. Eventually, the pain became too much and she cried out in pain. She stopped her assault and backed up away from Dante. Then she surveyed her situation...and felt her whole body stiffen with fear.

Dante...was completely unscathed. Around him were the torn up pieces of spider web that he had ripped apart. He wipes his hand off on his jacket, smile still on his face.

Keiko...well...

All her legs were broken, her body was shaking from fear, and she hadn't accomplished anything save lightly inconveniencing Dante.

Taking that into account, her next course of action was obvious.

She ran.

Or, at least, she tried to run.

But Dante appeared right in front of her, a red light trailing him. He frowned and shook his head, "Done already? Ah, too bad. Well, then, guess I'll end this."

Keiko's eyes widened with panic. But faster than she could react, she felt something hit her in the back of her neck. She lost consciousness in an instant. Dante made sure to grab her and lift her in a princess carry. With a smile on his face, he stared into the distance, "Hope you enjoyed the show, kid! Tell Mr. President I said hello when you see him.":

He felt the presence move deeper into the forest. Then it disappeared without a trace.

Smile still on his face, Dante started walking back toward the Academy. He hummed in thought, "Wonder if Mikogami would be willing to lessen my suspension if I bring him a student that was trying to attack faculty? And tell him about the Committee causing trouble in the school? Oooohhh, boy. Bet Lover Boy would love to hear about this. His good old TA Dante being a proper hero. Hmm, hope and him Vergil are getting along."

"Vergil-sensei! Please, teach me how to use magic!"

Tsukune bowed to Vergil and the older Sparda brother stopped writing in his notebook. Vergil remained silent for a few moments. Tsukune felt sweat fall from his brow, but he didn't back down.

Then Vergil stood up in his seat and said in a neutral tone, "So be it. Let us go retrieve Dante. We will need him."

"Really!? Thank you so much! But...what will we need Dante for?"

"Protection."

Finally got it done. Hope you all enjoy.

Review Replies:

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