Classroom of the Elite: Free Will

SS24: Akabane Karma - My Regards

"I just wanna make sure you'll be fine on your own."

"I'll be fine."

"Are you sure? I know you're quite capable but an expulsion in your register isn't exactly the best thing to have."

With a smile, she took out a letter from her coat and handed it to me. I smirked as soon as I saw what it was.

"A recommendation letter? Who signed it?"

"My homeroom teacher. I have three others signed by the first-year homeroom teachers except yours, of course."

I laughed.

So, this is the true reason you agreed to your expulsion, you sly fox! Hah! Pretending to have done it selflessly.

Yet, I couldn't help but wonder how Kiyo got four recommendation letters for a student that had been expelled.

I know that if I wanted I could get one either from the school treasurer or from Chie.

But, for Ikari, despite her expulsion... to have four teachers from Advanced Nurturing High School to recommend her; she should be okay.

I handed the letter back to her.

"That's reassuring."

"Your kindness moves me, Karma," she snorted. "If that's all then, I'll be going now."

"Well..." she smirked, her eyes shining with amusement. "I would like you to deliver something for me."

"Oh?"

From my coat, I took out two letters and handed one to her.

"You want me to send a letter?" for some reason, my request seemed to amuse her.

"To hand it personally."

"And who should I hand it to?"

"Did you see the boxing match last night?"

"No, I just saw the winner this morning, why?"

"Well, that's the person I want you to hand the letter to. Shishio Tsukasa, the one that won."

She stared at me blankly for a few seconds. Then, for some reason she began to laugh frantically.

I couldn't help but be staggered at her attitude.

What was so funny with my request?

I decided to wait for her to calm down, but my patience ran out after the third time she somewhat calmed herself, opened her mouth to speak only to start again with her laughter.

"Are you done?" I spoke cuttingly.

"Sorry, sorry," she said between laughter, wiping a few tears. "It's just your request. Like, you want me to hand over a letter, in person, to the guy that just defeated the world boxing champion?"

"Yes?" I affirmed, although it sounded more like a question.

What was I supposed to say?

"You're delusional," she decided with a nod, before placing the letter against my chest. "Have a good life, Karma." She waved.

"Wait!" I held her wrist, stopping her.