Capítulo 13: Pride
Walking into my class, I sat down behind my desk thinking about last night. Resting my head in palm I looked out the window thinking.
'Now that the curse is dead the other curses shouldn't keep spreading around.'
A small smile appeared on my face before letting out a short sigh.
'But what about those brats, I need a student but all of them just don't fit my style. I can't just leave them up to their own devices either. Especially Masaki, they could turn into some big villain or something.'
Letting out a yawn and throwing out my arms. I began weighing my options.
'I'm probably just over thinking it, there's no way they could turn into some big villain like Geto. That most likely thing is they end up killing a few people. If that happens than, well it's better not to think about that possibility. Whatever I'll think about that problem later.'
Getting up from my seat, I began preparing for my lesson for today before looking at the clock.
"Class should be starting in 30 minutes."
Looking at the back row I noticed a familiar seat completely empty. Where did Oe go? She would usually be here by now, studying in the back row. I let out a deep breath before sitting back down and waiting for class to start.
'Like I thought that girl is too timid.'
Before long, my classroom was filled with students. Checking who was present I noted that Masaki wasn't here until I noticed a familiar blonde. Their roots showing from bleaching their hair a long time ago. I tried not to facepalm staring at the Nishimoto who was staring holes into me.
Trying to ignore him I turned around and tried to teach to my students who were not weird.
[Kota stood in the front of the class teaching while ignoring Nishimoto who was staring at him the whole time. After the class was done Kota sat in his chair before Nishimoto made his way out but still looking at Kota on his way out. Seeing Nishimoto gaze made Kota feel a shiver that he only felt during his time as an Assassin.]
'That kid is weird.'
After he left the whole day was normal as usual. Hearing the last bell ring I got up, grabbing my things before locking my classroom door and heading home. While making my way to my house I felt someone following me.
'A sorcerer?'
Trying to sense any cursed energy there was some but it was low. This person was at best a grade 4 sorcerer. Taking a turn into a alley way, I waited for the person to follow. As they walked in, I grabbed their arm forcing them to ground before noticing a familiar head with blonde hair and exposed roots.
"Mr. Shida."
Looking up to me with a triumphant smile was none other than Nishimoto. I got off him looking at him tiredly while he stared back at me still smiling.
"I know it, there's no way a normal teacher could do that. You're the Hound, aren't you?"
Getting close to me Nishimoto gave off the air of a ten-year-old meeting their childhood idol. I looked at him annoyed before that feeling was replaced with confusion.
'How did he possibly come to this conclusion. Even if I ignore that did his cursed energy raise? it wasn't this big yesterday.'
He looked up at me getting even closer before pointing to his eyes.
"Your eyes, they're the same as the ones I saw as last night."
'He matched my eyes. This idiot was able to find out my identity from my eyes.'
I felt the corner of my lips start to rise before stopping myself from smiling. Before quickly resuming the conversation with Nishimoto.
"What do you want?"
Giving him a blunt answer, I couldn't deny that the boy was starting to interest me a bit. The fact that he could identify me, come to school like he almost didn't die last night, and even fought the curse last night even if it wasn't serious was impressive. Thinking back to it he also was able to carry both Masaki and Oe throwing away his fear to save them.
'If I could toughen him up a bit, he would be a good student.'
But as quick as I thought that I instantly threw out that idea. He approached a dangerous threat like me with no thought, if I was a dangerous person, I would've killed him. I looked at his surprised face from my blunt question, if he wasn't so ignorant to the world, he would be perfect.
Lifting up a finger he looked at me before responding.
"Can you tell me how you got so strong."
"No."
I instantly responded noticing his expression to fall with surprise.
"But why, I just want to know."
Looking up at me with pleading eyes Nishimoto tried to gain my favor.
"I don't want to. That's why."
With a hurt expression Nishimoto face instantly lifted up. Looking at his fired up expression I felt something coming.
'He's going to say something stupid isn't he.'
"Is it because you're the last member of some super-secret and strong clan that was wiped out by some mysterious evil. So, you don't want to teach me in fear that I could become some evil tyrant and use your teachings for evil."
Looking up at me with complete confidence, I just stood there listening to his ramblings. Letting out another sigh, probably breaking my record for most in a conversation. I began walking out the alley way while Nishimoto keep following me and rambling.
"You must be the super strong and but modest young master who is waiting for the right time to get revenge on your clan's killer. Don't worry Mr. Shida your secret is save with me. You know what you could do. You could take me into your clan as a disciple and teach me how to become a super strong warrior. I could even help you take revenge."
Looking back at Nishimoto and his starry eyes, my face became irritated from his rambling.
"No."
Walking away from him I still heard Nishimoto behind, he was still talking.
"Don't worry Mr. Shida, this is like one of those tests to see how hard I'll try to get in. I'll definitely pass it."
'Please shut up.'
Getting out of talking range of the Shonen rotted brain of Nishimoto I walked home. As I was walking, I felt the soft hits of rain on my head.
'Was it supposed to rain today. The skies were clear earlier.'
After entering into my house, I fell on the couch tired. The sleepless nights of looking for that annoying curse were definitely catching up to me.
'Why didn't I nap before starting class. I just had to be a productive teacher today didn't I.'
My stomach grumbled a bit causing me to get up, opposing my tired body. Putting my hair up and out of the way I got ready to cook. I began making something to eat before sitting down at the table before remembering I had to grab utensils. Making my way back to the table I began to sit down but before I could sit down again, my doorbell rang.
My face grew an annoyed expression before I laid down my utensils besides my plate.
'Is it national annoy Kota day.'
Going towards the door I intensively noticed that the person at the door had a small amount of cursed energy. This day was definitely interesting.
Opening the door with a heightened awareness just in case. The person behind it was a boy with a hood on and a backpack on his back. His blond hair stuck out a bit and this gave me a clue to who it was.
"Masaki?"
The boy looked at me with an irritated look causing me to scrunch my face.
"Sensei, could I ask for a favor."
His face slowly changed from irritated to frustrated before looking up at me.
"My mom kicked me out for coming home late yesterday. So, I was wondering if I could stay here tonight."
Looking at his face I could tell that he was struggling to even say the first words. His fist was tightened up tightly showing his frustration.
'He's struggling to even ask for a little help. How big could your pride possibly be?'
"Why should I?"
He's face widened from my words; his face instantly morphed into a face of anger.
"You fucking asshole, it's because of you that I had to stay late yesterday anyway. Why can't you get the stick out of your ass and be a good teacher for once."
While looking at me, I saw a small energy lingering around Masaki.
'So, this is his cursed energy. It isn't so bad, but still, I can't imagine him as my student.'
I shook my head. while looking at the angered Masaki.
'Masaki was a prideful person. From his actions towards me to his actions to others. HIs pride left him with arrogance the size of a mountain. But this wasn't something to be proud of. Unlike people like Gojo, Sukuna, and Kashimo who's pride and arrogance were big, his pride only masked his path to growth. Those three could find fault in themselves allowing them to know their limits, with this they could sharpen their techniques to get rid of these limits.'
My voice was annoyed while I responded to his attempt to bad mouth me.
"Is it my fault you and another student had a fight, did I force you to throw that punch or throw that desk? It was lack of self-control that caused you to do that. What happened was only your fault and had nothing to do with me."
Masaki looked up at me his fist getting tighter and tighter. He looked down not being able to meet my gaze. If he could turn his pride into a weapon, I was sure he could be a threat to anyone in the future. I wanted him to change but part of me felt like it was impossible.
'What wasted potential, with the way he is now his pride would only hurt him. unlike those powerhouses his pride would only make his attacks dull. Both him and Nishimoto were promising but were risk. Unlike Nishimoto who was a risk to himself, Masaki was a risk to others.'
Masaki looked up at me before taking a deep breath, I noticed his hands open becoming free and his head lowering.
"Please sensei I have nowhere else to go."
Once again, I felt like my mouth rise, I quickly stopped it.
"Come in."
I motioned for him to come in, staring at me surprised he walked in without saying a word. Closing the door behind him I locked it before turning to see him just standing there.
"What are you a statue, find a seat on the couch."
As I walked with him to my couch showing him around the living room, he turned he's head to face the plat on my table in my dining room. Looking at it I heard his stomach growl before he looked away embarrassed.
"I can make more, go sit down and eat."
He quietly walked over to the table sitting down before quickly eating the food on the plate. Walking to the kitchen I began preparing another serving of food. I looked over to Masaki seeing him continue to eat his fill of food.
'Maybe, I was too fast to judge.'
"What are you staring at old man? Are you going senile?"
My eyebrow twitched while my ungrateful student stop eating to look at back at me.
'What's with the delinquent manga rudeness I'm not even that old, I'm 19.'
"You know I can still kick you out, right?"
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