It was the next day. Satsuki finally arrived at Honnouji Academy in a helicopter, her presence immediately commanding attention. As she stepped out of the vehicle, she was greeted by the Elite Five, a group of fearsome warriors who had been anticipating her arrival. The helicopter landed on the school roof, its blades slowly coming to a stop, as Satsuki looked out, her gaze falling upon the Elite Five standing before her, their expressions a mixture of anticipation and respect.
Elite Five: Welcome back, Lady Satsuki.
Satsuki: It seems you’ve all rested well.
Inumuta: How was the meeting with the director?
Satsuki: She was pleased with the results. She has decided to visit Honnouji Academy.
Her statement jolted the members of the Elite Five, they all knew what this meant.
Y/n: So the clock is ticking for the final showdown? This is it?
Satsuki: Yes, and I'm counting on all of you.
She led a speech, congratulating the students for such a successful raid trip only to announce that the director herself will be arriving at Honnouji Academy.
The academy ground shifted and changed into a massive stadium.
Yes, it was time for everything that this school was working for. The final stage of Satsuki's great plan.
The Culture and Sports Grand Festival!
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( Y/n's POV )
And like that, I spent the day instructing students mostly for the Art Club to make the overall designs of the stadium and grand stage.
Y/n: Steady on the engravement, you only get one try so follow the blueprint!
Art Club: YES SIR!
That's it. At this pace, this festival will be quite the aesthetic background… or should I say quite the aesthetic battleground. The rest of Elites split responsibilities. Inumuta was improving the security network and Sanageyama was hyping up the students.
As for Nonon, she was also helping to make an appropriate background for Ragyo Kiryuin's grand entry.
Until night fell…
Nonon: Hey.
She approached me with a spare water that she handed out to me.
Y/n: Thanks.
Nonon: We managed to finish up quicker than expected.
Y/n: What do you mean? It's already dark.
I said, looking up into the sky. Watching the stars. But that's not the only thing…
Y/n: Are you nervous?
Nonon: Me? Not-... I guess, I am a bit.
Not surprised, I could hear her breathing sharply, even trembling.
Nonon: I mean… the grand festival can easily be our funerals if things go wrong.
She then looked at me, showing curiosity in her eyes.
Nonon: What about you?
…
…..
Y/n: Sort of.
Nonon: Sort of?
Y/n: The fear of death doesn't really scare me much. It's more…. that I fear dying with regrets.
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Art Of The Elite (Kill La Kill x Male Reader)
Fanfiction(Y/N) Sorausagi, a man with great sense of art set his eyes upon The Honnoji Academy where he'll undergo many obstacles in his path to seek out the information behind his father's demise. But also, to express the true meaning of art in his journey...
