Lesson Learned

Gakushuu Asano's Outside Perspective

A/N Two updates in one day. Quarantine lifestyle.

To be honest, I wasn't going to show Gakushuu's perspective in this story since he and Mitsuko interact so much, but there were a few points that wouldn't translate properly from her Pov in the festival arc, and since we're in act 3 of this story I thought it would be good to have his POV for once.

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Laser Tag had been the only thing he and Mitsuko could agree on for their tenth birthday party and since it was easy enough to organise, it was practical. Besides, after two and three birthdays already forgotten by their parents, Gakushuu and his sister had realised they weren't getting a party unless they made the arrangements themselves.

Their father didn't think much of it and just agreed to pay for it, while their mother would chaperone them.

He remembered his father had replied that they could use the free time to, 'Channel their aggression through mindless violence against their school mates.'

It was girls against boys and it was chaos, and the boys naturally were winning.

The whole arena was made of soft foam that had been painted black with splatters of neon paint added on top.

Gakushuu was a leader, it was something that was so genetically infused in him it was impossible to deny and not rise to the pedestal.

His classmates thought he was amazing, which was true. He was extraordinary, and it certainly wasn't arrogant to admit it when it was the truth, and as much as he loved his sister...

"DIE!" Mitsuko stood on the fake platform shooting at her brother's teammates with a very inaccurate aim.

His sister was very much not a born leader.

"Forward!" Gakushuu shouted over his barricade.

"AAAGH!" The boys did a battle cry ad jumped over.

His sister hid behind the barricade where her teammates were; they were head counted at Nakamura, Haruhi, Asami, and Kamie.

Which were all frankly horrible choices in teammates by the way.

Gakushuu signalled his team to hang back as a roar came from the girls when they leapt over the barricades.

Gakushuu looked over at his team which was made up of Fujimori, Ren, Tomo, and Teshima.

"Fujimori, Tomo. Left position," he ordered, raising his gun.

"Die, maggots!" Haruhi screamed, tackling one of the boys, Fujimori, to the floor and then zapped him in the chest.

"Oh, man!" Ren looked disturbed when he saw her attack.

Gakushuu winced when Fujimori cried out and tried to shove Haruhi off. "Ren?"

Ren glanced over and then started to grin. "I'm on it." He readied his laser and jumped down a platform.

Haruhi kept charging after the boys. "Come get me, losers!"

"Why are you so violent, fair maiden?" Ren spoke softly, making her tense.

Haruhi blushed, lowering her gun. "Oh...I-I..."

Nakamura fumed in the background. "Oh, come on how stupid are you?!"

But, her complaints fell on deaf ears.

Ren clasped Haruhi's hands tenderly. "Such soft hands shouldn't be used for bloodshed."

Gakushuu smirked and signalled to Teshima.