丅ᕼᑌǤ ᒪIᖴᗴ 【toĸyo reveɴɢerѕ х feм!reαder】

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Takemichi was never the studious type. The subjects that were taught in class always go in one ear and leave the other. So, when he was in the middle of class, his mind strayed to other things that weren't school related.

And that thing was his mission to keep Mikey from meeting Kisaki Tetta.

His decision to think about the mission during class turned out to be a huge mistake because he nearly had a meltdown over his confusion on what to do next.

While the puzzled blond lamented over the difficulty of his objective, someone entered the class.

"Enter" is actually an understatement. This visitor barged into class, unannounced and uninvited like they own the establishment.

If it wasn't for his teacher scolding the newcomer, Takemichi would've never noticed.

"Let's go play, Takemicchi~"

Beads of sweat trickled down Takemichi's face, his jaw hanging open from sheer incredulity. This guy actually waltzed into a classroom in the middle of lecture without an ounce of care. It's as if this is his world, and we're all just living in it.

Doing what any normal person would do when they don't want to die, Takemichi complied and went along with the duo. At this point, the teacher wholeheartedly decided that he wasn't paid enough to deal with this crap and resumed his lesson.

Once he was outside, Takemichi felt his soul departing. Strewn across the hallway were the bodies of his upperclassmen, purplish blotches tainting their skins and face growing turgid. That could've been him if he had put up a fight against Draken and Mikey.

"What's all this? He timidly asked the tall blond.

"Huh? You mean all the trash? They pissed me off so I knocked 'em down a peg." He replied nonchalantly as if he didn't just beat up a bunch of students. To Takemichi's distress, instead of walking past them, Draken ordered them to lay face down in a line.

Before Takemichi could voice out his confusion, the captain and vice captain climbed on the upperclassmen's back and hopped on each of them. They were even talking casually! Though unlike them, Takemichi preferred walking on the floor rather than walking on humans.

Draken noticed that Takemichi looked rather pale. "You feelin' okay?"

"Well, it's so soon after yesterday." Takemichi shrunk under his piercing scrutiny.

Mikey stared at him expectantly. "You're free today, aren't you?"

"Well, not really."

The unanticipated arrival of the two blonds piqued everyone's interest, as students filed out of class to view them from a safe distance.

"Let's hang out for a while."

Takemichi breathed an exasperated sigh. "Huh...? Aren't you listening to me?"

Frankly, Takemichi was scared for his life. He knows that interaction with Sano Manjiro is required in order for his mission to succeed. But damn, for someone who wears flip-flops and lives off of dorayaki, he sure fights like a beast.

However, Takemichi didn't let his fear get the best of him. He vowed to save Hinata no matter what.

If saving her means going along with Mikey's whims and possibly enduring even more hellish treatment, then he'll do just that.

"Hold it right there!"

Thank heavens someone came to his rescue–

–Takemichi takes that back. The person who had just intervened was Hinata. This is a very undesirable situation.