#mob-kun

Mob-kun?!

Bonus:

Himawari glanced down at the chess set in her hands. Would he take it?

With a shrug, they entered the loud dorm, expertly avoiding any party-goers that were a little too excited for their dorm leader's birthday. Sat in the middle of it all was the birthday boy, looking a little perkier than usual.

"Oi, herbivore," Leona called, catching Himawari's eye. With a nod, they came over and presented their gift with a little note that read: Happy Birthday, Leona-senpai! Grim and I painted the chess set. I hope you like it.

Upon opening the said gift, he was greeted with an assortment of pieces that any chess set would have. His deft hands picked up one of the king pieces- brown on top of its wooden head, and a curved line that spiraled downwards. 2 dots of green were painted over the head (one with a scar and one without) and splashes of orange colors the rest.

Leona might be a lazy lion, but he knows symbolism when he sees one. A king. Something he, the scorned second prince of the Savana could never be.

He set the piece down and began to unwrap the rest of the pieces. A few of his dormmates are drawn over there too, like Ruggie as the queen and Jack as bishop. Most of the pawns, he noted, are the brats he used when he attempted to take down Malleus- they don't even have eyes.

"You sure know your stuff, herbivore." He chuckled, placing the pieces to their correct spots. "Then as your king, servant, I order you to play with me against chess."

But today isn't time to think about that. Today...

He picked the first pawn up with his fingers, lightly waggling it in the air. "I won't lose."

Today, he rules. He rules the dorm, the day, the party.

Another late one! But here is another writing but it features Mob-Kun!

Mob-kun is just like every other student in NRC. Average grades, average magic, and average looks. He is just another background character in a sea of students. He holds some respect for his dorm leader and just tries to hold the ideals his dorm represents. He has his own problems to deal with and rather not get involved with other business.

So why are his seniors picking on him?

He was so sure that he did not do anything that would make his upperclassmen have a grudge on him. Were they so upset to lash out on someone who didn’t do anything at all? It seems so as he shrunk back from their intimidation tactics. They were challenging him to a magic duel. Something, as he recalls, shouldn’t be allowed unless authorized. Plus it is 2 vs 1, how is that even fair?

He obviously rejected the duel which obviously angered the two older students. But before they could do anything to him, someone calls out his name.

“Mob-kun!”

All eyes focus on the quickly approaching figure. He had the signature purple and red armband and almost had a shiny appearance. But what made him stand out are the set of rat ears and a tail. 

It was Antoine.

“Pomefoire? Don’t get involved in this unless you want to smear your makeup” one guy said as the other snickered. A slight frown appears on Antione’s face when he finally arrives and looks at Mob-kun, piecing together the situation, then looks back at them. 

“Well if this involves Mob-kun then it involves me as well” Antoine replied, crossing his arms as his ears twitch in agitation. 

“Tch. Whatever. We want a magic duel whether you like it or not” the guy said as the two take out their Magic Pens. Antoine glances at Mob-kun and sighs, “Oh mon Dieu (Oh dear), I would prefer we don’t fight, but if we must…”, he pulls out his Magic Pen, “Mob-kun, be the first one to strike” he said, surprising Mob-kun. Antoine wants him to make the first move? He wasn’t sure what Antoine was thinking but Antoine’s posture seemed relaxed, assuring Mob-kun that it would be okay.

Mob-kun took out his Magic Pen and the duel started.

Listening to Antoine’s command, Mob-kun, despite hesitating to the fight, was the first one to attack. He quickly cast a water elemental attack. Although it would most likely just soak his opponent, it was the one he had the most control in.

“[Anyone Can Cook!]”

A sudden surge of magic flowed through Mob-kun’s body which traveled through his pen as he casted his magic. 

Instead of a flimsy stream of water, a geyser spewed out and knocked the upperclassmen back and onto the ground. 

Mob-kun blinked once. Twice. Shock evident on his face. 

The battle was over before it even started.

“There, we had our duel, you lost. We shall take our leave now. I bid you adieu (Goodbye)” Antoine said to the groaning upperclassmen, looking at the seniors with a stern look. He looks back at Mob-kun and motions for him to follow.

~~~

“You’re asking me what just happened?”

Mob-kun and Antoine were walking down the hall. They were at a considerable distance from the duel sight when Mob-kun asked about the incident. Antoine looks at Mob-kun before shrugging. “Well, what you just felt there was me using my Unique Magic, [Anyone Can Cook!]” he explained nonchalantly, as if it wasn’t a big deal.

“For details, my Unique Magic allows me to enhance another user’s magic. Although it may not rank as master class, there is significant improvement. It really depends on how much control the user has and no, I can’t enhance my magic with my Unique Magic” Antoine further explained before letting out a sigh. “Honestly, that would mean I take a more supportive role in duels but I don’t mind” he said, a small smile grows on his face. “ That means I’m at least helping my friends out!” he added, smiling brightly at Mob-kun.

Mob-kun wondered how Antoine still had such kindness towards others despite the environment. But he was glad to have Antoine as his friend.

“Come Mob-kun! I made something in the kitchen and I would like you to try it!” Antoine suddenly said, now power walking towards his dorm. Mob-kun speeds up as well, for being the shortest second year, Antoine is still quick on his feet. Mob-kun smiles.