Chapter 4 coming soon

With my foot in enemy territory, where countless booby traps and hidden ferocious experts like me. I'd tried to minimize the conflict and adversary that I could avoid.

I've tried not to look at the intimate woman and men as I notice that all the females with contact with a male is hungry for blood.

But, no matter what I've tried, they are still looking at me with killing glare. As the man beside them are still in red.

It only takes me about 25 minutes before I reach my own classroom.

I've entered and all of their gazes were upon me.

And their reaction is mixed. I couldn't tell where I would concentrate to see who's the one with potential danger on my skill.

I might be walking unguarded right now towards the table that has my name on it.

But actually, I was focusing all of my energy in my head, trying to sense all of my surroundings movement, breath, smell, and sounds.

Even to the point of me; using my still unmastered intuition of grasping the future. (Actually, there's nothing like that. 😅)

Suddenly, I've felt a slight movement to my left.

With a swift move, I tap his wrist away from me causing him to jolt backwards and turned abash with his pathetic stealth attack.

"S-s-sorry!"

He's stuttered as he avoids my eyes with his red face. He is really abashed by his futile attack on me.

With a brief moment after I walk towards my desk. I looked at him becoming reddish to red before my intuition felt that he wouldn't attack again from my back.

"Damn dude! Does your hormones erupted just seeing a lady! Welp, I can't blame you, even I was in my limit"

"Shut up dude!"

I heard them whisper to each other while I approached my desk to sit.

You think I am an easy target? Fools, even though I am new here, I'm an experienced one!

Their head was straight looking at me while the other men are just darting their eyes where they could examine my body without me noticing it.

And they are straight looking at my chest!

Shit! I don't have a weapon!

I lampooned inside remembering my parent's regulation on me.

With only a skirt, they could conclude that I don't have a secret weapon there.

This means the only place, I could only hide my weapons is onto my chest!

They are smart!

I felt like a wild animal that already been scoped by a hunter in the woods, and the slight trigger would end my life instantly.

I slowly guided my right hand inside my bag and fish out a ball pen, of course, the scissor too.

I wouldn't go down without taking first blood!

Time pass.

And I felt that the time was slowly moving, as though we are in the infinite time-loop.

Under pressure, my forehead moist a bit.

I tried to fight the fear, horror of dying in this place.

Gulp!...

I gulped and compose myself.

Instantly, I tried my best to remember all of my family teachings, where I was always been trained under pressure.

Letting yourself devoured by fear is like a man digging his own grave!

I am not like that! And I am not a man in the first place!

My eyes flared up, and full of fighting spirit I felt within me.

To somehow do something.

I retaliate by glaring to the man beside my desk where I was just one desk away from the windows.

He squeaked as he avoids my cold eyes, piercing his soul as he shuddered in fear in his desk.

"Ahhh~! Dream come true~!"

He squeaks. Although, I can't see his face. I got still have glimpse of his eyes.

It rolled over back to his eye, and he was gasping for hot air as he grips a toy with blood painted on it. There even a knife to its accessories and its tongue was licking the knife bloodstain.

I would've ever thought that my skill at petrifying victims with only a glimpse would rapidly improve in just weeks.

He was clearly now undergoing passing out. Tingling in fear, quivering nonstop on his seat.

"Good morning class~!"

Out of nowhere, the door suddenly opened and a woman in his uniform entered with pinky face, gasping slightly in air.

There was a slight pause in the room before the students greeted back the teacher, and I followed along.

"So, how's the vacation lads!"

The teacher was visibly drunk as you could tell on her voice alone.

One of the students with glass walked over to the teacher to help her and suggested taking her to the infirmary room. With hard persuasion, the student with glass manages to convince her using beer as bait.

I and the rest of the students watched them wobbled towards the door. Once there are on the door, the glasses' student notices a student standing outside the door.

I couldn't see it on my seat position, but I could tell someone is there a mile away.

With a brief moment, I could tell that they have a sort of agreement before the glasses' student close the door and walked away from the class along to that individual outside.

The two didn't take some time to be called slow before the glasses' student sees her classmate was in chaos.

She shouted on top of her lungs and her classmates hastily take their seat.

What a pierce lady.

My intuition picks up something that this woman was far more dangerous than any other person in this room.

Literally commanding a handful of students like them!

Awesome!

Or strong, if I thought so.

I was quite nervous inside.

I would've ever thought that school was kinda intense for me. Or I'm just really an inexperienced one?

It's okay if this is just an ordinary school for my first school in my life. But they dumped me to this kind of school.

I wasn't ready!

This might couldn't happen if my parents just hinted me or some sort of what my school looks like.

Maybe I'd brought my trusted 2000 Folded Halberd of mine. That'll be a handy tool in this kind of situation.

"Listen up class. I knew that all of you have heard about our new students. And one of those students were already been in our classroom right now. Tin Scarlett Nightshade, please come forward."

The so-called leader of this class calls me to come forward.

My eyes wavered slightly in a brief moment before I flared up again with a fighting spirit.

All eyes were upon me, watching every detail of my moves. Mostly the men are the experts on that, darting their eyes as fast as they could.

I can't even read their eyes as it so to fast to read, and all I know was they're already smiling ear to ear.

Shit! They'd read my weakness. Impossible, that was so fast!

I can't believe how they'd manage that achievement of observation. They are truly a skilled bunch.

Standing, the so-called leader with glasses introduce me for a short narrative before calling the individual outside.

The door opened, and a man with ink hair entered. His eyes were sharp but joyful inside, and he was quite tall, about 172 cm, compared to my height, 166 cm.

So, I've needed to slightly look-up to meet his eyes as we were close with each other.

Boom!

I felt like I was been struck by lightning above the grim sky.

And my eye constricted as much as it could.

I wouldn't forget. Or wasn't always think that face.

Because, no matter I would do. I would always; instantly remembered that face, that smirk, that amusement, and that posture!

13 months, 2 weeks, 3 days, 12 hours, 33 minutes, 6 seconds.

That is the time that we've never met after our last meeting.

And now we've finally met,

Its time for hunt!