[h2]Zone 2[/h2]
Regardless of what abuse was hurled in his direction for his cowardly, villainous tactics, the large man with a refreshing smile remained unperturbed, his grip unbroken as the two students made their way out of the bus, obviously frustrated. Behind him, the child-proctor clicked her tongue, prompting the man to turn around once the door to the bus hissed closed once more.

[b]“Being a bit harsh, aren’t you, Goudo?”[/b] She commented, as a lull came over the exam grounds.

He plopped the dummy down on one of the seats once more and shrugged. [b]“Well,”[/b] he chirped, [b]“Gotta test to see how ballsy they are, right? Woulda definitely been fun if they tried for a quick attack instead.”[/b]

The girl rolled her blue eyes. [b]“Whatever you say. You’re moving onto the second part then?”[/b]

[b]“Of course. Gotta give them a hint as to what’s gonna happen, right?”[/b]

She clicked in the seatbelt. [b]“Don’t crash.”[/b]

[b]“No worries. My record is [i]spotless[/i].”[/b] And there it was, that annoyingly sparkly smile of his.

She rolled her eyes again, this time in the opposite direction.
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[@Scribe of Thoth][@Stern Algorithm][@Lugubrious][@vFear][@AdmrlStalfos19]
As Shun hid himself and Mari texted as many people as she could about the current situation within the bus, the doors suddenly opened behind them. Had the villain changed his mind? Was there going to be a fight after all?

No.

There wasn’t.

The person that left the bus so soon was the bus driver, a potbellied man who had bright orange earplugs on as he exited the place with a mystified expression on his face. The pudgy man in the blue vest turned to the students with a shrug as the doors hissed behind him, before heading to a decent-sized piece of rubble (specifically the one that Shun had hid behind) and pulled out his smartphone and began to play Digimon GO, hunting for digital monsters amongst the implied carnage.

Now, what was that about?
[h2]Zone 5[/h2]
[@zelosse]
The Victorian lady gave him a long look. Were her ears deceiving her? Were [i]his[/i] ears deceiving him? Did he not actually understand Japanese? Was he denser than a neutron star? W- Nononono. Deep breaths. Remember all those classes. She took a deep breath, and then realized that he had, for whatever reason, started likening her to his [i]grandpa[/i] for some crazy, incoherent, nonsensical reason. This was tiring. But this was also what being a teacher was about. Patience and tolerance, even for the students who required special treatment.

Her storm gray eyes closed for a couple of seconds, before opening up again.

[b]“Alright, I suppose I’ll treat this differently then.”[/b]

And something changed.

It was like a switch being flicked. A button being pressed. A negative sign placed in front of a number. The trigger was almost unnoticeable, and the time taken was almost instantaneous, but the change immense.

Kaito could feel it then, goosebumps bursting over his body as he was swallowed wholly by a gross mass of murderous intent, stretching beyond merely the fear that accompanied a shocking surprise and falling thickly into the quagmire that was dread. This woman, for all her long-winded speeches, all her anachronistic attire, wasn’t a joke after all. Monstrous? Demonic? No, her countenance hadn’t changed at all, and she made no movements that promised any form of violence. And yet, he could not move.

His throat was seizing up. His heart was hammering. His mind was burning white. If he took a step back, would he break off into a run, or would he fall over, his legs unable to support his weight?

Kaito didn’t know.

He didn’t know a thing.
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[@TheWindel]
That same terror swept through Houki as well as she observed at a distance, but rather than any sensation of mind-paralyzing fear, what she felt was a more formless type of hopelessness. It was bad news, encountering this strangely dressed individual. It was bad even being in the same area as them. She had no way to gauge just how seriously these mock villains were going to act, after all, but her instincts were firing off immediately.

This person was bad news. This area was a no-go. If they wanted to score points, if they even wanted to have a chance at doing that, the three of them should leave immediately. Turn tail. Leave Kaito to whatever fate awaited him.

It was the only logical choice, after all. There was nothing noble with retreating in the face of a terrifying foe, but there was similarly nothing wrong with it.