#ssl verse

[❊] — Saitou looked to the art teacher with veiled surprise. He knew he had not done anything wrong, however as he made his way to her desk, he could not help but turn over possible wrongdoings in his mind. He stopped near her desk, bowing his head to her respectively.

“Hai, sensei?”

Her response was certainly not what he had been expecting. The second year blinked, taken aback by the question. Having no pets of his own, the question was rather…difficult to answer. Saitou thought over the problem for a moment.

"I suppose exposure is the only way. I assume skittish creatures prefer slow, calm movements over anything quick or excited," he spoke carefully, a slight furrow in his brow.

Summer break. Fû was finally able to visit her family and friends within Tokyo again. After a trip of three a half hour by train she arrived in Tokyo. With a large bag and a trolley, she walked over Tokyo station. – Ready to get the first cab available.

Kougyoku opened her eyes slowly as she woke up from a strange dream. In her dream, she had been living with a group who was called the Shinsengumi or something, and there were these things called furies. Furies were some kind of demon who were weak in the sunlight and had bloodlust. There were also Japanese demons, whom were perfectly fine in the sun didn’t have bloodlust. Apparently, Kou was like the Japanese demons, except she disliked sunlight a bit because she was a Korean demon. To turn into a fury, you had to drink something that strangely looked like kool-aid. Saito Hajime, the object of her affections, -not that she would ever admit it-, was one of the people who drank the kool-aid like substance and turned into a fury. His bloodlust hadn’t taken over too many times, but when it did, she was the one who offered him blood, and cut her ear, which would heal almost instantly.

“Pah, what a stupid dream,” she muttered. She had fallen asleep in the shade of a tree just outside of school. Kou yawned, suddenly becoming alert when she heard footsteps.

“Yu-san,” the familiar voice of her upperclassmen came from her left. She turned her head to look at the man.

“Saito-senpai, what time is it?” she asked lazily, realizing she had accidentally forgotten to take her phone back from Okita. Again.

“School ended an hour ago,” the purple haired man replied.

“Oh shit, and I fell asleep at lunch!” the black haired girl shot up and began to walk away.

“Yu-san. Your right ear has blood on it,” Saito said. Kou stopped walking. She touched her ear, and sure enough, there was a slightly sticky substance on her ear, which Kou saw was red when she looked at her fingers. There was no pain from her ear, which confused her greatly.

“Maybe it wasn’t a dream…” she mumbled to herself quietly. The older man had already disappeared, leaving Kou to stand there and think by herself.

EXTENDED ENDING

“Kou! I have some ko-” before Heisuke could finish his sentence, the juice box in his hand was kicked into the distance by a screaming Kou.