~~~Director's Office~~~
"Really, I need to deal with that immoral woman for corrupting my little nephew's mind," she thought to herself before returning her gaze to Yoma. "Yoma, you know Hagun academy has one of the greatest track records among all of Japan's chivalry schools," she remarked, and he nodded. "Yeah, I know you've said that before," he said.
"And you know that our school representatives have won practically every year at the seven stars Battle Festival, which determines the strongest knight," she continued, and he nodded again.
"I'm aware of that as well," he said. "But in recent years, we haven't had strong outcomes, so I took on the position of director to rebuild the school, and on day one, I have to deal with something as inane as a peeping Tom," she explained.
"Sorry, Auntie," Yoma shrugged, and she sighed. "Really, Yoma, coming in on her in your underwear is one thing that was a mistake, but you just had to swear at her and call her attractive while standing in your underpants on top of that," she continued. "You can't blame her for everything," she responded.
"Whatever, like I said, I'm sorry okay," he responded, crossing his arms. "Well, you don't have to apologize to me," she remarked before snapping her fingers. "But it has to be to her," Kurono answered, pointing behind him. Yoma turned to find Stella Vermillion Phenex standing by the door, looking around, trying not to make eye contact with him, and groaned.
'This is going to be a pain in the ass,' he thought as he approached her. He tucked his left hand in his pocket and extended his right hand in greeting.
'What is with this guy? He doesn't even bow or anything when he apologizes! ' Stella thought.
"Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't intend for what occurred, and I didn't mean to do what I did; it wasn't on purpose or anything," he stated before sighing and continuing.
"So anything you want me to do as an apology is alright with me; I'll do whatever you want," he added, his face flat. "Can you tell me your name?" she inquired. "My name is Yoma," he introduced himself.
'No last name huh?'Stella thought for a bit then it came to her
'Is he! That's not possible! His name cannot be the same as the vanished prince I've heard about! 'She pondered. "No, seriously, quit lying and tell me your name," she said, and Yoma received a tick mark.
"Don't call me a liar; that's my name, so deal with it!" he said. "pfft, as if you had the same name as that prince who went missing two years ago," she remarked. "He's actually speaking the truth, Yoma met Stella Vermillion Stella Vermillion meets Yoma," Kurono stated.
Unlike the last time, she dressed appropriately; she donned a dark gray blazer that functioned as Hagun Academy's uniform. Its understated tint accentuated her crimson hair. Her most striking feature, though, was her breasts. They pressed up on her ribbon, as though to demonstrate their grandeur. Yoma began to recall seeing her in her undies, but when he saw her reaction, he bit his tongue. She appeared to be sobbing; despite her scornful gaze, her eyes were wet and red.
The word "sorry" was readily on his lips. Men are not meant to make women cry. Even if it wasn't his fault, she was terrified.
"I promise I wasn't attempting to check on you, but what's done is done, so I have to make amends. Bake me, broil me, do anything you want as punishment."
"How noble of you. That must be your samurai spirit."
"Or my bumbling through an apology." Yoma grinned bitterly in response to Stella's lovely voice, forcing a false smile of her own.
"Teehee. To be completely honest, being attacked by a pervert on my first day in Japan caused me to question if this country was worth the soil it inhabits. I regarded escalating this to an international incident, but thanks to you, I may have changed my mind." Stella's friendly expression, less hostile than before, changed Yoma's perception of her. He anticipated her to be difficult and pompous, yet she was genuinely helpful.
"I'll be merciful because you've been so courageous, Yoma; all you have to do is fall on your sword." Or not. "Wait, you think suicide is lenient?"
"Even if it was unintentional, such an offense against a princess can only be atoned for by death; my first idea was to impale you on a pole and let enthusiastic residents hit you with rocks; I'm significantly cutting your punishment!"
"It almost seems like you're cooking a meal instead of dispensing punishment."
"You get to die with honor! No need to thank me for being such a bleeding heart!"
"It'll be my heart that bleeds here!"
"Hahaha! Very brilliant, Little Nephew," Kurono said.
"Director, aren't you meant to prevent people from dying inside your school?!"
"This is our one and only chance to exchange a single life—yours—for perpetual peace with the Vermillion Empire; seems like a bargain to me."
"How can you use human life as a negotiating chip?" Yoma thought it sounded more like a con.
"Excuse me, Ms. Stella, but isn't there another way to fix this?"
"What's the issue? I thought you Japanese men liked that stuff where you murder yourself to save your honor."
"Not me; I'm not even full Japanese you know! and I'm more of an easygoing millennial. I don't do the samurai thing. Hip-hop is life, yo!"
"It seems like a clumsy personality feature."
"If you're not going to stop her, Director, at least stop talking!" Yoma snarled at Kurono, fed up with her comments.
Stella, though, doubled down after witnessing Yoma's terror. "You said I could bake or broil you, so keep your word and take your penalty!"
"N-No, that's just an expression! I didn't really mean it that way!" "You're full of excuses today, Yoma," Kurono teased.
"Aren't you going to put things right?" Will you shut up? We're talking about my life here!
"Y-you expect me to pay with my life simply because I saw you in your underwear?"
"'Who cares?' H-H-How dares you to say such a thing, you lecherous commoner?! That's how you reply after defiling an unmarried princess?! Not even my own father has ever seen me like that!" Stella's eyes blazed with wrath.
Indeed, it wasn't only her eyes that were on fire. The flames blazed in the air around her, lighting the space. That's correct, Yoma remembered.
"That does it! You insolent, weird, vulgar, perverted little commoner, I'll convert you into ashes personally! Serve my will, Laevateinn!" said the newspapers.
The glowing aurora that had filled the room now flared brightly, showing a burning broadsword in her hands.
Oh!! The newspaper also said her quirk was.....
"Stella's Phoenix Quirk transforms her into a phoenix bird, a powerful mythological creature. This form bestows upon her the attributes often associated with a Phoenix, such as flying and fire. The activation of this Quirk is the appearance of flames surrounding the user's body before the transformation. It takes a while, but when the flames spread throughout her entire body, she is unveiled in the shape of a phoenix." Quirk Announcer
'And due to her devil heritage, she can fully use her phenex abilities mixed with the quirk "Phoenix", she's a monster in her own right' assessed by Yoma then a device came down.
That was her Blazer spirit manifesting as her Device. Holy Swords, Demon Bows, Cursed Tools, and Blessed Tools are all available.
These artifacts, like the all-too-common magic wand in tales and oral traditions, functioned as conduits for Blazers to activate their Noble Arts. In the instance of the Crimson Princess, her particular talent was burning flames!
"Ready yourselves, lecher!" Stella screamed.
"When I'm done with you, you'll be nothing but ash!"
"Seriously?" said Yoma.
"Don't squander your breath!"
"Come to Me, Shukuma no Tsurugi," Yoma said, enveloping his arms and legs in a dark-formed aura-like armor as white sparks flew off of him with a sword. The fire alarm went off as they got closer.
His Device takes the appearance of a raven-black steel Eastern sword. The blade of the sword bears black patterns and is mainly coated in mud. The sword also includes an intricate hilt with a four-sided guard, a spiral-patterned grip, and a spherical for the pommel.
But —
"Resistance is futile!"
"Hot, hot, hot!" "Of course it's hot! My Noble Art, Dragon Breath, and with the help of my quirk the phoenix flames helps covers Laevateinn in six thousand-degree flames! Even if you manage to evade her claws, the dragon princess will burn everyone who dares to resist her! "
"Such absurd strength!" Yoma clenched his teeth and stepped away from Stella's blow.
"Hohoho... Foolish man, you can't get away from me in such a little space; I'll terminate your life and erase my own loss of innocence!"
"Now, calm down! Let's just speak! What do you mean, 'loss of innocence?' I didn't even touch you!"
"You polluted me with your l-l-l-lascivious look, liar!"
"Well, I spotted you, but—Uh... I wasn't thinking anything bad! I was just astonished by how gorgeous you are, Miss Stella!"
"Wha—?!" Stella's wrath quickly transformed into a deep-red flush. Yoma came out in a cold sweat, scared of further infuriating her.
"Wh-Wh-What did you say, fool?! H-How can you call an unmarried woman b-beautiful? You c-commoners have no finesse!"
The flames of Laevateinn and the Phoenix had dwindled to smolders. Stella's demeanor deteriorated, and she began to gaze around the room uncomfortably. Her brows, which had been lifted in rage, dropped helplessly as tears welled up in her eyes.
She appeared to be embarrassed. This is surprising. Shouldn't someone in her position be used to hearing that?
In any case, Yoma used her waning rage as a chance to reveal the facts.
"Aside from that, you're the one who screwed up and changed clothes in my room; please stop with the 'honorable suicide' bullshit."
"You have no clue what you're talking about! You entered my room! I used the key that I obtained from the Director for my room! Where did I go wrong?"
Huh? " Yoma couldn't disguise his astonishment. Wait, I usually lock the door, so Stella shouldn't have been able to sneak in even if she walked to the wrong room.
Then what? Stella had just explained how Kurono had given her a key.
"What's the deal, Auntie?
"Heh. Heh Heh," Kurono stifled her giggle. "Director, Auntie?" they both said, turning to face her.
"Haha! Sorry, kids; things were getting crazy in here, so I decided to be a little cruel, but hey, there's nothing more for me to explain." Nephew, you know Hagun Academy's dorms are designed for two people apiece.
"Neither of you went into the wrong room! You're actually roommates." An unbelievable declaration escaped her lips.
"Wh-Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?!"