Life was great for Y/N L/N. Him and Amica were in perfect synchronization. His wife was happy and he had a beautiful daughter. But the day Lily leaves for school, a chain reaction will go off. Ending with a fight that's close to home.
That night I walk to my dorm eager to see how it looks. Supposedly they arranged it based on my likes and personality. I smile opening the door. When it's fully open my new room is put on full display.
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*doesn't have to be exact. I just liked how it looked*
Lily: "Oh yeah. It's me."
Putting my clothes away I get dressed for bed. As I brush my teeth I look at my reflection. It's then I notice something.
Lily: "Guess dad's training is finally paying off."
I smile finally going to bed. Almost instantly I awaken the next day. I smile sitting up. But my stomach loudly growls.
Lily: "Man am I hungry. Feels like I haven't eaten in years."
I get dressed and head to the cafeteria. From there I stuff my face with all kinds of food. Now stuffed I head to my first class. But to my surprise I find a familiar face.
Lily: "Dad!?!?!?"
He turns waving.
Y/N: "Hi sweetie."
Lily: "What're you doing here?"
Y/N: "Ain't it obvious? I'm a teacher. More specifically your combat teacher."
Lily: "Since when?"
Y/N: "Since you applied."
I go to say something further when other students begin filling the room. Taking my seat the bell rings.
Y/N: "Good evening students. My name's Y/N L/N. But you may call me professor L/N."
A tendril sprouts from his back writing his name. I smile while the other students stare mouth agape. Once the name has been written that familiar Beowolf tendril appears.
Amica: "What up you little ankle biters?"
Girl: *points* "What's that?"
Y/N: "This' my teaching assistant, Amica."
Amica: "Just so we're clear. I'll eat any of you that get on my nerves."
He uses a spare tendril to point at the students.
Amica: "Except you. Hi Lily."
He waves the tendril as I wave back.
Y/N: "Now now Amica, treat them nicely. They're just kids."
He eyes us.
Y/N: "But that doesn't give you an open invitation to act like an ass. He watches my back. Literally. So he'll be watching anyone who dares to try and pull a fast one on me."
The students remain shook while I smile.
Y/N: "Alright. As stated my name is Y/N L/N. And I shall be your combat teacher. Just so we're clear. My class will not be easy. You'll fight like your life depends on it. Which for some of you it just might. In my class we'll be having realistic combat."
A girl raises her hand. Amica points.
Amica: "Ogre girl."
Girl: "I'm a boar Faunus."
Amica: "Same thing. What's your question?"
Girl: "What do you mean realistic combat?"
Y/N: "Out there combat is nothing like it is in here. Out there there are no safety nets. No controlled matches. Out there is only scoundrels willing to resort to murder in order to survive. If you wanna survive out there, you gotta earn that right."
They somehow become more fearful. Meanwhile I just smile. That night I lay in my bed. My eyes close sending me off the dreamland.
