Chapter 119: Chapter 119 It's mine
John had a huge smile on his face as he searched around the kitchen while waiting for Naruto to come home when he saw a pack of Vitamin on the counter. John took a glass cup and filled it with water. He was about to drop the vitamin into the cup when Naruto opened the front door.
"I'm home!" Naruto announced heading towards the long couch.
"Naruto-nii/Naruto-chan," His female housemates greeted.
"Oh, hey Naruto." John waved at him in a giddy manner all of a sudden.
Naruto sighed, giving everyone a glance before he froze, giving John a once-over.
"Ahhhhhh!" Naruto yelled putting his hand forward in a dramatic fashion watching in slow-mo as John raised the cup to his mouth.
Instantaneously, Naruto appeared in front of John and took the glass cup from the detective before he could drink it.
"It's mine!" He yelled holding the cup to his chest.
The housemates raised an eyebrow at his weird behavior.
"Come on Naruto, it's vitamin. Lemme have some."
"No, it's mine. Go buy some for yourself if you want some!" Naruto raised his nose at John before he grabbed the vitamin on the counter.
"It's mine. Mine..." Naruto glared at John as he walked into his room with the cup and vitamin.
The door creaked gently and closed with a 'clink' as Naruto shut the door.
"What a weirdo." His housemates said in unison, shaking their heads at the same time.
John made a beeline towards the fridge and both ladies turned their attention back to the soap opera they were seeing before Naruto's outburst.
"What a psycho, he made me forget about my offer for him." John spat.
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Naruto stared at the cup of Vitamin as if it was some kind of bomb before he sighed.
"Just a sip," He said before he reached out for the cup.
Kuoh Academy, school to many creatures, be them Humans, Devils, Angels, Fallen Angels, Vampires, Youkais, Asgardians and never forget to mention, a dimension-displaced super Ninja, was an all-round peaceful school when it's not under the threat of a supernatural being trying to destroy it but that wasn't the only threat the school faced.
In these very walls exists the legend of a stubborn class filled with miscreants of every kind, students of many sizes and quirks, characters whose legendary rebellious nature was the stuff of legend.
Teachers, whose legendary disciplinary acts made other miscreants quake in their boots, fell prey to this legendary class. But they weren't your average miscreants, nay, they were extraordinary miscreants, never succumbing to the rule of law.
Their name strikes fear into the heart of teachers and their front door itself, warded off other students with its unparalleled dreadful aura.
They were indomitable, undefeated, unbeatable, inexpungible, insuperable, impregnable…
They were "Class 3-E."
Cue the thunderclap.
Now, in these very hallways, corridors, every corner of every classroom, the libraries, the labs, the various club buildings, the staff rooms, and the principal's office, the name of a rising disciplinarian star rode through the mouth of them maidens, to the dreams of the fangirls, the silent whispers of the haters, the criticising epistle of the teachers and the mind of the innocent bystanders throughout the entire school until his fame jumped through the fence and reached neighboring schools, bringing the tale of his exploits with it.
In layman's terms, he was, what you'd call, a 'total prick'; a very rude, unpleasant, moody and broody man.
And now, that very same rising star stood at Class 3-E's front door, glaring at the doorknob.
Will he be able to shepherd these miscreants? Will he be able to subdue them, to tame them, to underbring, to manage, to puppeteer, to rule, to guide… These piles of misfits?
He is the school's last hope, and, quite frankly, he was Class 3-E's last hope.
His name…
Cue the swooshing sound.
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The fate of the Class and Teacher will be decided today, it's now or never.
Tensions boiled over as the teacher sized up the students and the students did the same to the teacher.
This was the moment of truth, the moment they have all been waiting for. As the tension thickens to unbearable lengths, the teacher finally spoke.
"Today," He paused for dramatic effect, the students on the edge of their seats.
"Today..." He said, trailing off again.
"Ah, the suspense is killing me, teach!" A student suddenly yelled, earning nods and murmurs of agreement from his fellow students.
The 'Teach' Inhaled suddenly and closed his eyes before he let out a prolonged sigh.
The students were about to die of curiosity, they stared with wide red eyes, their hands shook as if they had tremors and their feet tapping the floor sounded like the march of soldiers.
And then the teacher spoke, "We're going to elect a new class president."
The whole class leaned on their chair with a moan; their interest dislocated.
"There's no one suitable to be class president judging from your performances so we are going to pick three random students and vote."
"Hail Democracy!" The same student who yelled like six paragraphs ago, yelled again and the class burst into laughter.
"You, stand up," Naruto pointed at him. "Your name, punk."
"It's Oga, Oga Tobe," He answered with an upbeat attitude.
"Come out here, Oval."
The boy raised an eyebrow at Naruto but came out nonetheless.
Naruto hummed as he searched around for another 'suitable' candidate. A little smirk graced his features as the students averted their eyes, not wanting to make eye contact with him lest he choose one of them.
A certain blue-haired boy played with an action figure, making sounds worthy of an action movie soundtrack while playing with said action figures, he tuned out everything going on in the class, and with such efficiency! He was in another world of his own.
"Oi!" Naruto yelled, staring at him.
The blue-haired boy raised his head from what he was doing and noticed the whole class was silent which was weird before he locked eyes with Naruto. He looked behind and slapped a poor student behind him on the shoulder and pointed at Naruto. His actions earned him a glare from the boy he assaulted.
"You, Super Saiyan Blue." Naruto said pointing at him.
"Me?" Sasuke asked, pointing a finger at his chest.
Receiving a nod from Naruto, he stood, action figure still in hand, beside Oga.
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