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(Part 5)
Class C was on the top floor, something Anon resented at this very moment. Convincing Aya to give him a ride wouldn’t have been hard, if she were still here. Anon ran up a flight of stairs and all the way down the hall, leaving him defenseless to the inaba’s attack. As soon as Tewi grappled Anon’s arm, he was stuck.

“How rude, it’s Valentine’s Day and you didn’t look for me first thing this morning? I think I’m gonna cry!” Tewi pulled Anon into the classroom with far more force than her petite body should have been able to muster.

“Uhh, well, I didn’t think you would be here considering your… stature.”

The earth rabbit perked her ears straight up in response, then cocked her head in confusion. Combined in height, her ears put her just above Marisa standing straight. It was enough to clear the hurdle that claimed Mima’s student. “What are you talking about? My body is the epitome of JK appeal!”

“Nevermind. Let’s just find seats before they fill up.” Surveying the room, Anon was surrounded by rabbits. A sea of ears twitched while listening out for Anon. Primal feelings of danger and curiosity were feuding within him. Looking towards the front of the classroom, Anon spotted a green head of hair sticking out of the crowd. “Come on, let’s go towards the front so we can listen to the lecture.”

Sitting at the front of the class, Anon was confirmed it was Sanae. “Hey, is it really you?” Turning her head to his voice, the miko shot out of her seat and hugged Anon as fast as she could.

“Long time no see! I never thought the next time I would see you again would be in school! How have you been? I can’t believe you look so young! It’ll be weird having the grizzled guy from the village as my classmate, but I’ll be sure to watch over you!” Talking a mile a minute, Sanae never let up, making up for lost months. She also never let go of Anon’s arm. On the other side of Anon, Tewi was still clinging to his arm, vying for his attention. The rabbits behind him were all murmuring to each other, and it wasn’t hard to guess what about.

In an uneasy stance, Class C’s teacher Keine entered. She made her way to the front of the class, politely pushing through rabbit after rabbit. “Today, class, we’ll be reviewing the Sengoku period. Our lesson plan clearly states that we’ll be going over the role of *sigh* concubines and their place in the evolving political climate. Not poetry or succession conflicts, no, that would be too interesting for a lesson!” Clearly un-enthused with her job, the hakutaku made little effort to control her class. She allowed the students to talk amongst themselves while she read a book and muttered to herself. Between conversations with Tewi and Sanae, Anon could catch little complaints. The most striking one was “I wanna trade with Sakuya. I bet Flandre would appreciate the lesson more than my last class.”

Things came to a head after about ten minutes. After clinging to Anon for dear life, Tewi glanced at a clock and suddenly let go. Her focus instead turned towards a rucksack she carried with her. She was looking for something. Desperately. “Is something wrong, Tewi?”

“Nothing you have to worry about! Nothing’s wrong at all!” Her actions said otherwise: Tewi called over a rabbit nearby and quickly sent her out the door. As she did, Sanae finally let go of Anon and started looking through her own bag.

The class finally stood silent when the Moriya miko stood up. “I’ll give you until the count of three! Whoever took my chocolate, I want it back now!” Instead of the slightly naive, yet cheerful expression Anon knew from Sanae, she wore one filled with anger.

“Calm down, girl. Nobody here would take your chocolate. Why would they, when you can get better from a vending machine?” Tewi laughed at her own joke, expecting the rest of the class to laugh along. Instead, they stared at Sanae in fear.

“YOU! You stole my cookies and sent them out with your follower, didn’t you?! I saw you whispering to her!”

Tewi didn’t take the accusation kindly. “Really? I think the only cookie thief here is YOU, since mine are nowhere to be seen!”

“Oh, how original! Blaming me for the crime you and your posse committed!” At this point, Sanae whipped out her gohei, preparing for a throwdown.

Instead of backing down, Tewi stood admirably against the possible slander. “You can throw useless accusations against me all you want. But my inaba? That’s going too far, missy!”

The classroom door opened, letting in a barrage of fireworks that crackled, boomed and smoked up the room. Getting while the getting was good, Anon ducked out of his desk and fled the room. He could hear danmaku firing and the distinct sound of a pi-chuun behind him. He didn’t stick around to find out who it was. Instead, Anon ran into another short girl. It was a miracle he didn’t skewer himself on her horns.