How many credit officers does it take to screw up a classroom?
The girl soaked up the blood with her jacket, till became completely drenched.
Come on, hand it over, Kagane says.
She quickly hands him the jacket. Kagane puts it under the teacher's desk.
Hey you! He says pointing at another random person.
Give her you jacket
The person quickly took off his jacket and threw it at the girl, she caught it and quickly got back to scrubbing.
Kagane kept arranging Todoroki's body, trying to put it in a way it won't fall out the desk. He's not satisfied with what he's done so far.
Touching dead bodies didn't bother him much. throughout his life he'd lost three of his siblings, to one illness or the other but mostly due to poverty.
The credit system only granted them the littlest of healthcare with the sort of credit score they had back then it was no surprise to anyone.
Every time his sibling got sick, they would put their treatment on hold to attend to those with higher scores. At once they had moved an operation his sister needed to have.
To treat a popstar who had gotten high and shot himself. They said he was more vital to the state. Kagane later knew what that meant. The singer was an asset for propaganda and his sister was just some sick girl.
She didn't live much after that. If only they knew her dream, he thought. You wanted to model, to sing, to dance.
You too wanted to be vital to the dynasty, to be an asset for propaganda.
He remembers shutting her eyes, wiping her last tears away and since then dead bodies didn't move him.
Kagane gently nestled Todorokis head against a beam of the desk. He propped his arms in and held them in place between his legs.
He stepped back to see what the whole picture looked like.
Todoroki was in an odd position, not one he'd be comfortable in had he not been shot. Kagane admired his work a bit and then turned back to the class.
Miss Yoshida, put your clothes back on already.
He walks away from the desk and toward his classmates. He stopped and look at the girl mopping the blood
I think that's enough sweetheart.
She looked up at him and quickly got on her feet.
Hide those clothes in your bag, will you and hide your hands as well. She runs off to her seat.
Kagane looks at the floor and around it he sees a faint red blemish on the floor, a light stain of blood residue.
A little out of the ordinary, always goes unnoticed, he says to himself. He turns to Tobio
How is he doing, he says
His nose, it's broken
I know that, have you stopped his bleeding? Kagane hurriedly walks up to them.
No, Tobio says
Takumi had his black jacket covering his nose. Kagane pulled it down, revealing the rest of his face, Tobio squeezed his face in horror and so did the other class members who saw him.
Is it that bad? Takumi says, his mouth sounded full.
Kagane raised the jacket up covering his face again.
Just how bad is it?
I'm sorry I did that to you Takumi.
He's looks at Tobio
What do we do?
Tobio taken aback
What do you mean, what do we do? you did this! you didn't think this through did you?
Kagane stared at him waiting for a sort of answer.
I don't know, Tobio says, I don't know.
Hmmm.. I hoped you did, it pays greatly to think on your feet Tobi. You're usually smarter than this, what's gotten into you today?
What got into me?, Tobio says to himself. I should be asking you that.
Takumi, you'll have to rest your head. Hide your face the whole time the credit officer will be here.
Okay but i?
Don't make a sound, not one sound Takumi.
But, I'm having this sharp pain at the back of my head.
Hold it in, Takumi.
Takumi tried to rebuttal but he sees the look on Kagane face and realized that wouldn't be a good idea now
Kagane sees Fritz Lang still sleeping.
This guy is still asleep, if only everyone else had your carefree manner. Are we sure he even knows what's going on Tobio.
Tobio doesn't answer
What do you know about him?
Not much. He only speaks German, that's all I know.
You! Kagane pointed at a random classmate.
Go to the door and keep an eye out for the credit officer.
The person quickly gets up, looking terrified, bearing a deep reluctance like they were chosen for death.
Don't play games, Kagane says to him, there's enough space in Miss Yoshida's desk.
The person ran off to the door and pressed their face against the window and looked out into the distance for the credit officer.
Clean the blood off his desk and floor and Tobio, fix your head, you're a bleeding mess.
Anybody with water!
They're all silent again. scared to death of him
Not this again. He draws out the gun from his back. I'm not in the mood.
He points the gun at them and soon he gets a couple water bottles.
See that wasn't so hard now was it.
He throws one at Tobio
Wash your face, Tobi.
He opens a bottle over Fritz's head, he tilts the bottle over and pours water on Fritz, who jolts up awake.
Welcome to the land of the living, Mr Fritz.
Fritz looks around genuinely confused.
Stay awake, Kagane says and walks down the row to the end of the class. He turns around and looks at the whole class.
Fritz turned to look at him, with an air of admiration in his eyes. Kagane watched everyone.
He saw Miss Yoshida who had been standing off to the side. She had put her clothes back on, but had nothing else to do and was too scared to move without her orders.
Miss Yoshida, get to your seat already.
She relented, looking at the desk and back at him
I can't, she says. I just can't
Why!
He's there
Who!?
Todoroki
What? Kagane was floored. his face twisted in rag
Don't piss me off, Miss Yoshida. Get to your seat!
Miss Yoshida slowly walked to the desk, turned around and slowly sat down.
You're too far away, Miss Yoshida. That's suspicious. Move in closer, your legs should be inside the desk.
Miss Yoshida gets a cold sweat.
She slowly pulled herself on the rolling chair, closer to the desk, her legs touched Todoroki and she let out a little yelp.
Now, is that so bad? Kagane says.
He's coming!