You know, there was a time when Tsukune didn’t know what a killing aura felt like. It was a gentler time. A happier time. Although it was also a time where he hadn’t had amazing sex with two of the most attractive, nicest girls he had ever met in his life. So in an odd way it evened out, even if it was the fact that the former was the direct consequence of the latter.
“So…” Kurumu whispered. “I know that she’s a vampire, and I’m a succubus. What kind of monster are you? I’ve never heard of anything like this!”
“Neither have I,” Moka also whispered. The two of them were leaning in quite close to prevent the other students from overhearing their conversation, which had the added bonus of soft feelings on both his arms simultaneously, and even more intense death glares from everyone else. Joy and sorrow at once!
Tsukune opened his mouth, about to state that it was technically against the school rules to reveal that information… But he just couldn’t do it. Whatever he’d done to them had resulted in him having sex with them both and enjoying it. Completely his fault even if he hadn’t intended to do it, exactly. Lying to them felt wrong. Wronger than wrong. His heart simply wouldn’t let him do so.
“I don’t know,” he replied. “To be honest, I thought that I was human… Until I got here.”
Both Moka and Kurumu shared a look with one another and nodded. Huh? What? Kurumu stretched out with an upturned palm and Moka passed over a pastry, which the succubus cutely nibbled on while Moka pouted. Did he miss something here?
“We bet on whether you knew,” Moka sniffed. “I thought you did, Kurumu thought you didn’t.”
“… When did you have the chance to make that bet?” Tsukune asked, scratching his head. “I was here the entire time!”
“Oh, it was earlier when that nice lady gave me a -” Kurumu began, then stopped. “Weird. I know we made the bet, but it’s sort of foggy… Like in a dream or something? It’s probably not important. What <i>is</i> important is that you learn to control that power of yours before you wind up screwing half the female population of the school.”
“And making the other half envious,” Moka idly finished.
Tsukune nervously swallowed and looked around the room. If that sort of thing happened, the only possible outcome would be a bloody war between the sexes. Him commanding the girls, while the boys bayed for his blood. A war between monsters with him in the middle. He might prevail in the end, but the cost… Oh, but the cost!
“I think that we should -” he began, only for Moka to put a piece of fish in his mouth.
“We should probably go to the library to check your family tree,” Kurumu began. “I tried already, but if you ask personally, you’ll be able to access far more information than I could.”
“You did?” Tsukune said, quickly chewing swallowing the fish. “But what if - Mph!”
“If that doesn’t turn up anything, then we need to have you try your power out again,” Moka said, withdrawing her chopsticks. “Please, dear, chew your food more before you swallow! Anyway, it looks like my inner self agrees on at least that much. You need to be trained, and she’s rather eager to do it.”
“Inner self?” Tsukune repeated. It was all he could manage before Kurumu again stuffed his mouth while staring quizzically at Moka.
“Yes!” Moka continued. “That’s right. She wants to see you use your ability on Kurumu. From a distance. She won’t let you use it on her, the big baby.” Then quieter, “She needs to get laid really badly.” The rosary on her neck began to glow. “Shut up! Yes, you do!”
“What sort of training - Mph!” Tsukune gasped as his mouth was once again stuffed full of food by Moka, who was a bit distracted in arguing with her rosary.
“Great,” Kurumu sighed. “I’m sharing my one true love with a schizo… Still! A training session sounds like a good idea. We’ll check the library while you work out the details with… Yourself? I guess? C’mon, Tsukune, you shouldn’t be so greedy. You polished off that breakfast in no time at all!”
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In the human world, it is a very difficult thing to be intelligent beyond expectations. There are many reasons for this: Others are jealous or frightened of that intelligence, feel threatened by it and may lash out. The intelligent person can’t relate as easily to those around them because they can’t understand <i>why</i> these people can’t see the obvious truths all around them. Or it could be as simple a case of “that person is weird, let’s pick on them.”
Whichever it is - and do take note that these are not mutually exclusive or even necessarily limited to those with higher intelligence than their peers - the problems are magnified when racism gets involved. And, oh yes, humans are bad for the whole racism tendencies, but monsters? Just as bad in a different way.
It makes sense if you think about it from the right mindset. Monsters have specific abilities that place them at certain levels of dangerousness. Each monster is “dangerous” to a different degree than the others. This is why you wind up with “classes” of monsters. An A-class is more dangerous than a B-class, which is more dangerous than a C-class. Under these conditions it’s only natural that superiority complexes would develop. A-classes would lord it up over B-classes and so on down the line.
And then there were the witches. The most “humanlike” monster. If two vampires reproduce, a vampire is the result. If two werewolves go at it, then a werewolf is the result. If two different races of monsters reproduce, you get… Something not typically brought up in polite company. But a witch? Oh, you could mention them in polite company in much the same way you’d mention a human. They were barely monsters. Barely. If there was an actual and literal test for whether a being was a monster or human, then a witch would get exactly the passing grade, no more and no less. To most monsters that thought about this they were a technicality. Nothing more.
Combine these two elements into the same being. Hubble bubble toil and trouble, cast these ingredients into the cauldron and let them simmer… Voila! You get a young witch called Yukari Sendo. So clever that she was the top score on the entry exam, but not clever enough to hide how clever she was so that they didn’t shunt her forward a couple of grades.
Yep. She was the youngest student here by a matter of years. Shortest student (which she compensated for with a big witch’s hat, which was not why she wore it! Try to say that and she’d zap you!). Smartest student. Loneliest student.
“Oops!” a boy much bigger than herself said, blatantly sticking his feet out and tripping Yukari up. “Oughta watch where you’re going, border princess! Hahaha!”
Yukari’s response was to pick up the dropped books calmly while the bully walked off, continue on her way, reach into her jacket and discreetly wave a wand. Coincidentally that same boy that tripped her managed to trip himself in such a way that he pulled down the trousers of a student that was so obviously an ogre that she didn’t know why anyone bothered.
“Well, well!” she heard a voice say. “Tsukune Aono! Having a nice walk with Kurumu, are we? No Moka this time?”
Yukari stopped and peered around the corner. She had been intending to nip into the library before class to drop off some borrowed books and perhaps pick up some new ones. If she stepped out just now and interfered in the blatant bullying, they’d just pick on her as well. It would be easiest to stay out of it until they got started in case she misunderstood, then as soon as she was absolutely certain cast a spell of some sort. She nodded. Practical. Sensible. And if she did it at the right moment, hilarious.
“Um,” the would-be victim… Tsukune Aono mumbled. “I’m sorry but… Did you want something? I’d love to help you out if -”
One of the bullies punched him in the stomach, interrupting him mid-sentence and sending him sprawling to the ground. The cute girl with him was cruelly yanked back by a boy that was quite obviously some sort of metal elemental in disguise. The girl… A succubus? Yes. Definitely a succubus, as those breasts were a dead giveaway. Anyway. Tried to use her charm skill on the boy holding her, but he was wearing sunglasses.
“Teach you to hog all the hotties to yourself!” the bullies snarled.
“Leave him alone!” the succubus yelled, earning herself a slap.
“Shut up! What do you even see in him? Look at him. He’s just some pathetic weakling, and -”
And he was standing up just as Yukari was pulling out her wand. When his eyes opened, she dropped it. Oh, dear. Oh <i>dear</i>, those boys had made a very bad mistake. Tsukune didn’t need any help in dispatching them. If anything, she should be helping them before he killed them! That boy was a -
Yukari blinked in surprise. Vampire…? No, that wasn’t right. There was a freaky aura all around him. Magical aura that screamed “This is a witch’s spell!” to the very heavens. It reminded her of… Strawberries? And now that she was looking she could see two threads of power, one leading between the succubus and Tsukune while the other headed off elsewhere and was pulsing ominously.
“Know… Your… Place!” Tsukune commanded, and the next thing that happened was the boys falling over or flying out of windows. Yukari watched from a distance as Tsukune took Kurumu arm in arm and walked off into the library with his hand very obviously planted on her ass. She wasn’t complaining, not the slightest little bit!
How? How did he do that? The power was draining out of him as well, pulsing along that same vein. How? She’d never heard of a monster that could do anything like that! It must be the result of a spell. Had to be. But a spell like that…?
The most concerning part of all wasn’t even what he did. It was the fact that somehow, she could feel her own family’s mystical fingerprint all over his aura…
- Yukari decides to follow them. She has to know more!
- Yukari follows the thread back towards Moka.
- Yukari is approached by the shadowy monsters after Tsukune.
- Moka feels overwhelming desire welling up inside her once again.
- Tsukune and Kurumu investigate in the library, then off to training!
- Something else
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