A FEW MINUTES AGO.
Far away in the distance in the Stormy weather were two figures who stood on the roofing sheet of the Cafeteria building.
Both were adorned in a black vest, and a red ogre mask hid their faces, and their gazes were fixed on the Year One Hostel.
One held a binocular, his gaze wavering within it as he watched the scene unfold in utmost shock.
The other who stood next to him had his hands folded, his gaze staring off into the distance as the raindrops cascaded down on them in an outpour.
"How's the mission going?" he asked, his interest pulled to his teammate.
The man pulled down the binocular, letting out a quick sigh and sudden shaky breath as he turned to his partner.
"Dead"
His partner nodded in satisfaction. "as it should be, I didn't understand why those two wanted us to send thirty of us over a single kid"
"No….not the kid…" The man whispered as he held out the binocular for his partner.
The man tilted his head in confusion and grabbed, a stale silence suffusing the air despite the sound of raindrops hitting the zinc roofing sheet.
He pulled it up over his eyes and adjusted the direction to get a better view of their target.
'what is this fool talking about? All those Assassins sent are in their Level seventies; there's no way one…..stud….'
His thoughts were cut short as he spotted the student, but what he saw was a stark difference in what he expected.
"who…who is that kid? Is that the kid?" he asked, as if trying to confirm he was seeing things wrong.
"Yes…. Raffaello Jun. I just realized it after seeing his white hair and white eyes….he's the one we were sent after".
"What?! Those assholes! They screwed us over". His partner cried out in shock, his gaze wavering as he watched Raph slaughter his team like livestock.
It was as if they, who were ant to be the predators, had been turned into…..prey?
"What were the nas of those two?"
He tried to recollect the images of the people that sent them on the job.
"They didn't give us a na, rember. Just a job and a ridiculous pay…"
"Fuck! Now we know why it was so goddamn expensive!"
His partner sighed, shifting his head towards the direction as he lowered the binocular and pulled out a dagger from his cloak.
"What are you doing?" the man asked as his partner aid his dagger forward.
"as much as we got screwed over, we can't let our employers be found out….it's a work code".
The man watched as his partner pulled his arm back, a subtle amount of mana spreading throughout his body as he stomped his foot on the roof and flung the dagger forward with brute force.
An explosion of power occurred as the dagger shot off into the distance, its goal already predetermined as his partner pulled the binocular back towards his face.
He watched the dagger stab through his remaining Team mber's head, followed by their target's sudden movent.
"....what's this? Can he see us?"
His partner wondered, causing a slight worry to brew within the man.
"What do you an, can he see us?" The man asked.
"We–Well, it seems like he's looking right at us?" His partner muttered as he narrowed his gaze.
Just then, their partner's expression changed, his lips curling upwards and his gaze flowing like the moon in a malevolent shade of dread.
His breathing suddenly picked up, a sudden emotion taking root within him as his attention lingered on his target.
Suddenly, their target opened his mouth and pronounced so words that were too vivid not to hear despite the distance between them.
The sudden action caught him by surprise as he flung the binocular away, taking steps back before falling to his knees.
His breathing increased as a subtle groan of fear escaped his lips, his gaze wavering as he held his head.
"Lea–Leave! We need to leave! WE NEED TO LEAVE, NOW!"
His words, full of dread and panic, were suddenly muffled as the man struck him on his neck, causing his partner to fall unconscious. Stay connected with My Virtual Library Empire
He remained still, the solid sound of raindrops reaching his ears as he looked up into the distance.
The Year One Building had never looked so serene as it did at that mont, and the loneso figure, who had caused a stir he was not even aware of, stood in that building.
Both looked at each other for a while, one clearly seeing the other but the other unable to spot where he was without the aid of a binocular.
"Raffaelo Jun….we shall rember you".
And with the wailing of the clouds and the bright light of a lightning bolt, he disappeared.
Raph stood in silence, his gaze slowly drifting away from the window to his room.
His lips curled downwards into a frown as he stared at the dagger once again.
"Hahhhh geez….what a pain".
*****
The Year One Hostel had never been as busy as it was at this mont.
The sun was up once again, and the rain storm had died down, revealing a tranquil peace it had driven away with its fearso weather.
Students were being drawn away from an unfamiliar yet intriguing sight by mbers of the Student Body Council. Or at least three of them.
Thalia Jun, Tiffany Kane and Roo Gutz.
Roo Gutz was currently standing in front of the entrance to Raph's room while Thalia, Tiffany and so staff mbers inspected the interior.
From the far corner of the hallway, Darrell and Jane stood, their intrigue fixated on the door while the other male students walked past them with wholeso conversations.
"Did you hear? Assassins were sent for Raffaelo Jun"
"Yeah, I heard fifty of them were sent and all were killed!"
'"No way!"
"Yeah, my friend stays in the room next to Raffaelo's. He was awake and heard the whole thing".
Four males were in a fit of conversation as they walked past the duo when Darrell suddenly grabbed one of them back.
"Hey! Watch it" the boy scread out in protest as the group turned around to face the duo, their expressions turning pale on recognizing the figures.
"Sorry about that, my friends. I just heard sothing interesting from you and would like to find out more, you see". Darrell said with a friendly smile while Jane glanced at them as he rested on the wall.
"What was that about assassins?"
"Hah..hah, yes, Loid over here…"
"?" One of the friends protested, a startled tone in his voice as he took a step backwards out of fright.
"Calm down, we're not gonna bite". Darrell said, a wry smile drawn across his face.
"Say you…" Jane muttered under his breath, a bit of codic hue in his tone as they glanced at him and back at Darrell.
"It was just a story from my friend, Box. He stays in the room next to Raffaelo's but apparently there was fighting last night".
"Fighting?" Darrell repeated with a raised brow.
"Yes. He said the rain woke him up and when it did, he could hear screams and the clashing of blades from the other room".
"Huh…" Darrell muttered, his tone laced with surprise as he let go of the boy he held.
The boy quickly adjusted his uniform, joined his friends and quickly walked away.
Jane remained silent for a few seconds, a silent groan exuding his lips as he stood up straight.
"They said fifty assassins"
"Raph's skilled but not that skilled" Darrell shrugged it off as they turned towards the end of the Hall, where Raph's room stood.
"Should we go check it out?"
"The student council and staff mbers got involved. This isn't a simple matter".
"Yeah, and the rain last night was strange…" Darrell muttered as he scratched the back of his head. "It's weird enough that a rain occurred in a territorial Space but an assassination attempt? That's crazy….the school can get sued for this".
"Maybe if the student had suffered losses". Jane said as they watched Raph step out of the room with Thalia and Tiffany.
He was in his school uniform, and his calm deanor was a stark contrast to the news they had heard.
"He looks perfectly fine…"
A mont of silence ensued around them until Jane suddenly sighed and turned around, ready to walk away but Darrell thought otherwise.
"Where to?" He asked.
"This isn't any of our concern…we need to focus on the events to co. If you ask , I'm sure Raph did or said sothing haughty that incurred soone's wrath".
"Huh?" Darrell raised a brow at his statent, though, he couldn't refute it. 'That's all true'.
He muttered as he rubbed his temples with his fingers.
Raph was one of the haughtiest people they knew, if not the haughtiest. It was possible he may have caused problems for himself along the way.
"Let's just make sure he's okay before we leave".
"Huh?" Jane was forced to his tracks as he spun around to give Darrell a quick look.
"Who exactly are you feeling sorry for? Raffaelo Jun? That proud bastard?"
Darrell sighed, his thoughts shuffling back in as he recalled the previous incident the other day.
"....you're not still thinking about…"
"I'm not".
With a subtle click of his tongue, he spun around and walked away, leaving Darrell in the spur of his thoughts.
He glanced back at Raph, noting down his image.
'He looks fine….' He thought as he turned around and walked away. '...that's good enough'.
While they walked away, Raph paused in his conversation with his sister, his gaze shifting towards the end of the hallway where Jane and Darrell once were.
A sigh escaped his lips as he thought.
'...what a pain'.
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