School was… extremely dull to me at least, but my Caitten was absolutely loving the more interactive teacher's. When you tell a Jackal Leopard to run in PE, they'll go zooming around like the hyperactive speedy dog cat they are. I think what surprised people most was me keeping up with her and singing "One two three four The sergeant got married five six seven eight his wife cuckold him for a student one two three four."
Science was where I shined though, just the teacher put a permanent ban on making white phosphorus, on the FIRST fuckin day. That was just an injustice I say just because someone tried grabbing it to bully someone else thinking it was harmless, before I smashed their face into the table. Eh I didn't get detention or anything just my favorite item was banned. Pschent was an angel though and taught me how to make fake bones, which she claims are good to chew on when stressed.
Won't be doing that but I see some applications for that tidbit medical wise. Chad was, if I'm completely honest, an amazing artist with making murals of any kind. Showing him a picture of our little triangle had produced something that made Pschent squeak high enough to crack a window. As frankly the teen had talent and that picture I had copied to give one to my mother, one to Suì-Fēng, Pschent, the Egyptian captain couple, and gave the original to a certain restaurant running man eating spirit and her husband. I had a copy on my phone so I'd never lose it.
Kūsho and Megami did copy the thing to my inner world as "memorabilia" for gaining something important. Chad however was absolutely adorable with how shy he got with the jittery happy Caitten hugging him and saying her thanks. Big lug really needs more people who won't shit a break if he's around and just looks at them briefly.
Math…. Math was where I applied all sorts of shooting calculations and ended up as the teacher's favorite. Ichigo, along with others more inclined to beating things up, Pschent, looked at me as if I was some alien during that class because he didn't understand the basics. If he ever had to trigonometry even once he'd probably die as compared to the math taught, that was a whole nother ball park as all shooters have indirectly learned it.
The basics of the complexity of trigonometry for novices to just hit something, but indirectly have learned bits of it even if they're horrible with math. Professional shooters actively learn it indirectly to increase speed, hits, penetration, and alignment which means mixing in some meteorology into the equation as well which increases the difficulty as those are more calculations to make. Ducking under a book being thrown at my head by a certain SOMEONE who's hissing because I was thinking rudely, I flipped her off.
This made her scowl as she signed "Fuck your math bullshit." As she learned today, she's worse than a middle schooler at multiplication and Division. Meanwhile I excelled because shooting has either discrete math or tons of in your face math. Seeing us having a rather harmless spat over something so childish those who watched us chuckled. Some guys and girls though grumbled about their failing love life or called us "Normies" for being in a relationship. If only they knew we're not Normies but Freaks.
Lunch… lunch was very hilarious to experience as a certain assassin showed up. That wasn't all she had brought certain containers… homemade meals for me and Pschent while she dressed as Human bodyguard, although more merc style with a gray tank top, a duster… that was MY spare duster, camo cargo pants, and combat boots. Although honestly she looked good dressed like a modern mercenary. Her expression though when me and Pschent started eating and commenting on stuff she made was priceless that we teased her HARD.
How can we not? When she clearly had practiced cooking to make us something, and had an opportunity to give us some of that hard work. It would be horrible to ignore such sweetness and shyness from our anti-social assassin wife. Plus I don't think we brought lunch… unless we did and a supernatural visitor ate them, containers and all.
When our newer friends met her though and started asking stuff I openly cackled. She was emotionally dying from embarrassment as she tried finger stabbing me in the vitals for cackling. Although once she met Chad, talked with him, and got some advice on future things to come due to being pregnant and all that.
Chad had the usually cold stoic Suì-Fēng actually break her mask as she frantically tried memorizing or writing things down. Ori, and Kei, surprisingly, had some advice as well for the panicked captain once she learned just how raising a child wouldn't be so simple. Children are a pain in the ass daily.
Needless to say after lunch she had left muttering to herself, and making threats against her family if they tried something. Now that is fair, I just don't think her Grandmother would do anything. Because when she learned the news, she practically strong armed the entire noble house into backing down.
As the assassin oriented nobles were ready to try murdering me and Pschent, and possibly the kid in our anti-social assassin. But when Grandma hears Great Grandma becoming true? Some lost their heads quite literally for just passive threats.
Chad after having met her looked between me and Pschent before rudely calling me out.
"You two will have your hands full, I don't see your husband being much help besides disciplinary actions."
The bastard had to gall to chuckle at the offending truth as I glared at him. I will get vengeance for I am petty on being told I'm only good as an attack dog. Even if it's true.