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ETHAN

Ethan felt satisfied at the apology, pacified by how idiotic Cepheus seemed that he figured the moron could not have possibly threatened his precious brother. But then [i]he[/i] opened his big mouth. 

Trixxtal. Hibird absolutely despised this person and it was passed onto Ethan for the moment. 

“You think I’m afraid of some freak with fake horns on his head?!” he lashed out as the one named Lucifel walked in front of him. He gazed at Ethan with absolute conviction, but Ethan saw it only as arrogance, and that infuriated the blond. Lucifel smirked and looked at him like he was below him, which did nothing to quell the rage he inherited from Hibird.

“Ohohoho! These horns are the source of my DARK MAGIC and you should fear them.”

Ethan snorted and extended his arm, grabbing the horns and forcefully yanking them off of the boy’s head. He frowned and stared at them, seeing nothing out of the ordinary about them, so he threw them back at Lucifel. “They look like some ordinary headband from a costume shop!” he declared, but Lucifel did not seem fazed at all by his declaration or actions. 

“Ha! Only those with the sight can sense the power these give off.” he said with a smug face, placing the horns back on his head and for a moment Ethan wondered if he was telling the truth. He watched as Lucifel pulled a stuffed duck from behind the cape he was wearing. “Behold, the lord of darkness, my other self, Tapioco. He will deliver the judgment of the divine darkness on your mortal soul.”

As Ethan was presented the duck doll and cheesy villainlike lines, confusion was plain on his face. Nobody would willingly carry around such a stupid looking bird, making a fool of them self; if it was not actually worth something…right? Lucifel didn’t sound like he was kidding. 

“Wait, are you being serious right now?” he asked bewildered, remembering all of the bullshit Angel put them through. He knew that magic was real in his world, and even if 
Angel had told them nothing like that was in this universe, there was a chance he had been wrong. And that terrified Ethan. His expression turned from confused to terror and he backed away from the dark haired boy. The shock managed to return Ethan’s personality to normal earlier than usual. Or maybe it was…magic… “Y-You practice dark magic?!” 

Lucifel’s eyes seemed to brighten at his response and Ethan guessed it was from the satisfaction of putting the fear of the devil in him. Ethan watched the boy begin to laugh and warily watched him pet the duck on the head. “Hahaha that’s right!” he responded cheerfully, “Fear the dark lord!” 

“Hold it.”

A cold voice stopped Lucifel from throwing the duck he was about to throw. Another blond boy had arrived and he stepped between him and Lucifel, dropping a large thick book on the desk titled DA RULES. Hibird had also apparently returned to the room, scowling at the newcomer as he disdainfully followed behind him.

TIARO

“Page 394.” He stated cooly, staring at the unfamiliar boy, “Of the rulebook states that there is no fighting allowed on this campus.”

Tiaro had caught that delinquent Hibird outside in the hall without a pass, worst of all running, but the criminal had earned his mercy by pointing out an even bigger crime. Apparently, there was trouble in Mr. Rousseau ‘s room and Tiaro immediately went to investigate. That did not stop him from forcing Hibird to return to the classroom, though.

“At this school,” he turned towards the blond, “We do not settle conflict with fists like undisciplined savages.” He looked at Lucifel at that last sentence, who was about to open his mouth. “[i]Or[/i] foolish wand waving, or whatever it is you try to do with that pseudoducklord of darkness.” 

With a completely straight face, he continued reciting the rulebook by memory as if it was Holy Scripture written by angels, “You will settle this dispute with a dance off.”

SEIRYUU

He was half-listening to Mizuki right now, too distracted by a sudden feeling of dread. A shiver went down his spine.

No.

No.

No.

He did [i]not[/i] want to be in here right now. He was one hundred percent sure that somebody was looking at him right now and there was no doubt in his mind that it was Valor. Seiryuu had been tempted to accept his offer earlier, but thank goodness he didn’t. He had a feeling a date with him would feel a thousand times more uncomfortable, and all Valor was doing was just staring at him from a distance. 

He hated this class.

“Thank god Belisario was here…”he muttered to himself. 
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