Cyrus woke up in his bed, yawning softly while scratching his hair, stretching his arms afterwards before looking to the side to see the uniform for the academy. Then remembering. "Oh yeah.. OH SHIT IT'S TODAY-" With swift and quick movements, he jumped out of the bed, rushing quickly to prepare for the day.
Tool on the other hand, was already dressed up in his uniform, waiting outside the entrance of the inn for Cyrus while looking around. "...I'm hungry already." The entrance door suddenly opened, Cyrus could be seen rushing out a bit messy in his uniform, as he was about to trip yet was caught by Tool on the collar of his uniform. "Someone didn't sleep properly." Said by him while pulling him up slowly, as Cyrus stood properly while laughing nervously. "Yeah.. that's my bad, got caught up with something yesterday." He laughed as Tool nodded.
"Then let's go." As the two began running on their way to the academy, of course they were seen by other students along the way yet they were too busy. Soon they arrived at the front gate of the school, Cyrus was panting heavily as he somehow caught up with Tool, who didn't seem tired nor exhausted from all that running. "Damn.. You're quick as hell man!" Tool just nodded from Cyrus's compliment about his speed.
"Of course you're here.." The two then looked behind to see the girl who Tool had fought before. It was Mary, standing behind them while tapping her foot, her arms folded as she had an annoyed look. "What are you guys standing around for?!"
"It's kinda obvious we're here because we passed.." Cyrus said while sighing, before looking at Tool and giving a signal that he could have a better advantage at taking care of her. Which he obliged. "If you don't like being near us. Then just leave us alone." He said, his voice being a bit more threatening. Mary couldn't help but feel scared slightly, yet she scoffed before standing in between the two. "W- Who said I don't like it?! Just mind your own business and I'll mind mine!" She said with a pout and also a slight puff, making both Cyrus and Tool confused about what was going on, yet the three just began walking inside, seeing the front of the academy being huge, almost like an entire park. "This is one rich school.." Cyrus said whilst looking around. "Of course it is.. It's made by a historical figure. Without him, the academy wouldn't be made." Mary said while walking with them, of course they didn't mind since she wasn't being annoying.
"I wonder if they have food there.." Said by Tool who was already feeling hungry, making Cyrus and Mary look at him with a sigh. "Let's check when it's lunch time!" As Cyrus pats him on the back, which made him nod feeling relieved at least.
Once they arrived nearby the entrance of the buildings, they saw that the three of them were in the same class coincidently. "Of course I'm stuck with these idiots.." Mary said while sighing and shaking her head. "And of course we're stuck with a fatherless child." Said by Tool as he sighed. As Mary suddenly grabbed him by the collar of his uniform, looking at him directly at the eye while having a very much pissed off look. "You wanna go already?" She said being angry and annoyed, as he just looks at her with an eyebrow raised. "Was it because I hit a nerve or was it because I was right?"
Mary's eyes widened in rage as she balled her fist and threw a punch at him, only for Tool to catch her hand with his. "Remember. We are not on the same level." As he lets go of her hand, making her back off in shock. "Whatever! Be lucky I don't have my sword.." She then walked off on her own, while Tool just shrugged, Cyrus on the other hand was trying to make sure he knows where he has to go, or where the classroom is. "So left.. then right.. Wait no, right THEN left.. Go up.. then.. OH COME ON."
After some time, the two eventually arrived at their designated classroom, seeing the room name and the number being: Z-9. They both entered to see their classmates, on their seats, some was sitting down on the table, and some were dozing and sleeping. They saw Mary already there as she ignored them both. The two walked passed her, deciding to sit down at the front row so they get a better view. "I never thought I'd be here again.." Cyrus said while sighing, as he leans his back against the support of the chair, while Tool raised an eyebrow. "Again? Are you saying you went to an academy already?"
"Well yeah, but a different one from this, it's complicated.." He sighed, whilst Tool just nodded, now waiting patiently.
Cyrus couldn't help but take a look around the room, seeing people who were all alone, or were in groups, so far there were 14 boys, and 15 girls, him and Tool included. Wondering if it's gonna be a 15 - 15 balance or it's just 29 of them, he went back staring at the board in front of him, which was huge by the way, it couldn't even compare to Earth's boards there. Seems like they teach some complicated stuff here. "So do you think the teachers would be nice?" He turned to look at Tool, only to see him asleep while being in a still position.
"I'll let you take your rest.." He chuckled seeing his friend already asleep here, before seeing Mary sit down beside him as she looks at him. "What?" She asked, as he would just smile softly. "No reason! Although, you and Tool seem to be getting.. along in an aggressive way." He said while trying to hold his laughter, which made her scoff. "As if.. That man is weird many ways. And.. Absurdly strong in another level." She said before looking away from Cyrus, of course he got even curious. "What did it feel like fighting him then?"
She didn't answer for a few minutes, as he thought she didn't want to admit it, then she spoke. "It was terrifying.. I can't explain it but, I don't think he was serious throughout the sparring match we had." She said, her voice slightly shaking as she looked down. Cyrus suddenly looking worried and concerned, yet tried to keep it cool. "Well, it's just a spar match of course!" As she suddenly looked at him, her eyes having the look of someone who has seen something. "It's not that. I felt that, even if he wasn't serious, he could've killed me in that sparring match. He's hiding something and I want to know what it is.." She said before regaining her composure, now calming down as she felt a bit relieved she told him this. "Thanks for listening though.. But why are you friends with him anyway?"
"Well, me and him kinda got into a weird and awkward first meeting but, I don't really sense any ill intent. He seems like a nice guy!" He said while smiling, which made her just sigh and fold her arms. "Whatever you say then.. What's your name? And what's his name?" She asked, now being a bit genuine than before. "Cyrus, and his name is Tool." He looks over to Tool to see him still asleep or perhaps resting.
"A pleasure to meet you both. And I apologize for the way I acted earlier.. It was rude and uncalled for." She exclaimed, he felt that she was being serious. And he thought if only Tool was awake to hear and see this. "It's no big deal! Though you should apologize to him you know?"
"No." She said instantly without hesitation, Cyrus couldn't help but feel an intense pressure everytime these two are together. "Alright then.." He sighed before noticing a teacher now standing at the front of the class, the students see her too as they quickly got back to their seats.
"Well well well, seems like we've got some overconfident kids." The teacher said before writing her name on the board with her magic. "You may call me Ashra. Or Ms. Ash for short, or just Ash, whatever. But moving on, you're in my class so do what I say or you're out, understand?"
Everyone in the class nodded and agreed on what she said, as Ash pulled out a book containing the names of all the students in the classroom. "If I call your name, just raise your hand and say that you're here. Cyrus!"
Cyrus heard as he raised his hand slightly. "Here." Ash then looked at him for a moment, as the two stared at each other before she looks back at the book to call another name. "Mary Bless?" She called, as Mary just raised her hand. With Ash nodding, as she called the next student. "Von Tool?" She said, as Cyrus looked at Tool to see him still asleep, before shaking his shoulder slightly. "Dude.. Wake up!"
Tool then felt the shaking before opening his eyes to see that someone was in front of him, looking at her. "Yes?" He said as Ash couldn't help but sigh before smacking his head lightly with the book. "Ow-" He said while rubbing his head. As she went back to the front before reminding the class. "This is a classroom, not a sleeping room, so if I caught you guys sleeping again, I won't be nice. Although for you, you're a special case, since you're the class representative."
Ash casually said while the whole class was shocked, and also felt cheated, as they thought they would vote for class roles rather than getting it. As one student said. "Why does he get class president?!" With Ash responding back. "We base the class roles or formation on the student's magic power and capability, as well as their skills. He is by far the top 1 in the class, with Cyrus coming up at 3rd. So congrats to you two. Making Tool the representative and Cyrus the support of said representative. Since these two have the potential to be honor students." She said while explaining furthermore.
After that, the class couldn't help but agree on the explanation their teacher had given them. As she continued calling the other students' names while Cyrus and Tool were talking, as Cyrus said. "I think we've.. gotten too much attention don't you think?" He said while scratching his hair. "Unfortunately we did. But it seems that we're acknowledged by the higher ups of the academy. So it's best not to disappoint them." Tool said, as if he was serious, of course Cyrus understood, not wanting to disappoint either. Nodding as he couldn't help but smile. "Is this what it feels like being a favorite?"
Once the teacher was done, she closed the book and put it on her desk as she looked at everyone. "Alright! We're going to do our first lesson!" She clapped as all of them were suddenly at a training area, seeing dummies, targets and many more. "Magic Control." Ash said while having a smirk, as if she had a plan in her mind.
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To be continued.