An interesting lot had gathered around the bountiful table of skirt steak. [i]”Ah, the Cornucopia of Vitulus! Such a grand gift, I guess I can indulge myself whilst on a mission.”[/i] He thought to himself innocently. Like a constantly moving conveyor belt, he was moving cuts onto his plate and chewing them down in one fluent flow of motion. Another girl snuck beside him and treated herself to the cuisine, lowering her surgical mask to scarf down the beef, at a rate almost on par with Shadouu. But there was an aura which encased the girl, one which set the Shield of Joseph at unease. Though he had full faith that the magical item would protect from whatever illnesses she harbored, it was still smart to be on the safe side. Following her was a… temptress. And a pale skinned warrior, who could probably crack person's neck with her pinky. Then proceed to break the poor victim’s ribs, thighs, and skull. He shuddered, thinking of the tear-jerking and agonizing pain. Before he could gorge on the remains of the meal, the teacher moved them on, tearing Shadouu away from his overly aperitive breakfast.

Aside from nearly unleashing the wrath of Kusanagi on the technologically advanced closet dweller-monster-thing, who openly expressed his admiration for cheeks, it had been an exhilarating trip through the halls of the school. Though, after evading a minor case of cardiac arrest, he paced over towards one of the blinds, allowing sunlight to enter the classroom upon his teacher’s request. As he spun around to face his classmates, he lept back a meter as a desk blinked into existence. Shadouu pouted over what he could have experienced. Chances are, his thin head would have been wedged into the roof, and would have received another inoperable eye in the process. The student fidgeted with his medical eyepatch, sliding it into a more comfortable position. Letting out a sigh of relief, he happily took a seat when he was authorized to. And, without his knowing, he had been beaten to the punch for extra credit, by the closet inhabitant no less. 

[b]”Who’s next?”[/b]

Once the blonde student finished her introduction, Shadouu energetically shot out of his seat, planting his palms soundly on his desk. [b][i]”My name is Shadouu Iruda! Eighteen years of age! Major in thea-”[/i][/b] The student abruptly cut himself off, his mouth hanging open as the words were cut short. [i]”Wait, what? That’s not what I put on my application.”[/i] He was quick to correct himself, [b][i]”Major in Physical Education. Yes, I will teach my pupils to be strong and valiant.”[/i][/b] His response wasn’t as firm or devout as the others prior, but it had to suffice. [b][i]”Oh, and love is the spiritual connection between souls! Always have your loved one’s back!”[/i][/b] He crossed his arms and nodded with confidence, then took his seat and reclined. As the next student spoke up, the young man felt his mind wander slightly, contemplating what he nearly blurted out earlier. [i]”What was that? I’m quite sure father and I decided on PE, but where’d that come from?”[/i] He shrugged off any doubt, focusing on his classmates.

[i]”I wonder where the other three have been? Haven’t seem them around lately, hope they have been doing well. Old man said they’ve been on a journey for a few years, but still. What’s taken them so long?”[/i] He let out a sigh as he leaned forward in his desk, listening intently to the teacher’s next sacrifice.