Rin's POV
It has been 3 Months since the Gate had opened above True-Cross Academy and Yukio got possessed by Satan. Any victims of the event where put in the medical wing, all Exorcist's with some knowledge in the doctor-meister had helped with their treatments. I, however, wasn't brought there.
Instead I was, by the handy work of that bastard of a paladin, brought before the Grigory again, stating that this whole thing was my fault and that he wanted my immediate execution.
That of course made Mephisto appear in the courtroom in which I was on my knees yet again. 'They must really like seeing me like this huh.'
"Aren't you being a bit hasty there dear paladin~?" 🤡 began.
"After all, if it weren't for the Okumura's, I doubt the situation could have been resolved with only this number of casualties~."
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Some of the witnesses who were of the Doctor-Meister groaned thinking that there could have been more than they had and are still dealing with. Some females and a few males silently - or unconsciously - thanked the Nephilim for having lessened their amount of work.
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"But the damag-!" began triple Ass.
"Is the result of opening a Gehenna Gate near MY Academy! And I believe your forgetting.. " he held up a finger to prove his point making all quiet and me roll my eyes mentally at the attention-seeker.
"That was the doing of the Pope, who wanted to blast a nuclear bomb into it, using the blood of the accused Rin Okumura" he finished his... my.. defense? I don't think so, rather he wanted to screw with the Grigory for fun.
The Grigory could say nothing to it because those statements were on point and the truth. Arthur didn't like it one bit but seeing how his superiors had to give in to the demon's statement - which made him visibly displeased and even more frustrated than before - he huffed unmoving from his post.
He still pressed on though with saying how my flames became to dangerous and powerful after the incident. The Grigory had to agree with that and another debate occurred. All the while I was sitting like I pleaded for forgiveness in front of a king.
...Well~ technically there was one in the room and he wasn't really the common or friendly type either, neither was he human.
I snapped back to focus at the judgement. They (Arthur mostly) wanted me to at least get locked into that crystal thing again and sealed with my blade piercing my heart the entire time, 'At least my ass! Never-! Not in a million years do I want to get back into that thing!' I thought mentally appealed at such a suggestion. I'd rather fight Amaimon again or have a nightmare about THAT day! {A/N: That=Shiro's death}
The sentence however ended a bit milder because of the shameful things Mephisto had continued to throw into their faces.
"The Accused, Rin Okumura -Son of Satan- will continue to attend the Academy under strict observations from first-class Excorcist: Shura Kirigakure. If the Accused shows any kind of violent behavior warranting our attention he will be either immediately executed or put under the high-security cells and get watched by our Arc-knights" The Grigory announced into the Court.
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~Few Days Later~
I only attended the extra-classes as I was officially taken out of the normal classes in case I needed to be quickly dealt with or restrained. 'HA... as if I'm that quick to anger... I'm no longer the dumb idiot I was back then'.
I wandered through the halls feeling their glares on my being. I walked around with my eyes on the floor and my hands in my pockets. I jumped over any kind of 'marble' on the floor having learned the hard way that even those could pop and release a concentration of Holy Water that would burn my eyes like a hundred pin-pricks making me blind for a short while (about 7~9 min.).
Even if Bible Verses are annoying they only tingle nowadays, so my only real problem was the holy water.. Internally I seem to have no problem with it but one drop of high class HW on my arm feels like it was piping hot boiled water.
I opened the door to the classroom still looking down to find any trace of the damn substance. Finding none I went over to my seat, I had started sitting in the back since my second trial. Shura was already sitting there with one can of beer, looking at me.
"Yoo kiiid~ yar finally 'ere!" she greeted me *smells the air*.. obviously drunk since breakfast. I merely nodded back, sitting down and resting my head between my arms which laid on the table. While I did so my ears picked up the conversations on the room from my... former friends.
-Kyoto Trio:
"Who knows when those flames will lash out now! They should've just went with the paladins suggestion! He had our best interests and health in mind but no! The Principal just had to open his goddamn mouth!" snapped Bon with a scowling face while (probably) sitting all punk like.
"What s-should we do Bon!? There is no way to defend against those flames! W-we will be burned.. To a crisp.. t-to our very b-b-bones!" quietly asked a fearful sounding Koneko who most likely tried to become even smaller than he already was.
"Calm down ya Guys.. If we don't instigate or provoke him nothing will happen. That's basic human behaviour! Plus his flames only leash out of he's emotionally 'high'." placated Shima, trying to calm his childhood friends. 'I'm kinda surprised he's so calm when he's the easiest to unnerve'.
"That thing's not a human he's a f_ckin monster! A demon, Shima!" came from Bon, who seemed to be yelling directly at Shima. Koneko who heard Shima's last sentence curled up more into himself judging by the sound of clothes.
~With the Girls~
"Those idiots! And he's supposed to be the smartest in the class? Never learned what a Nephilim is that dumbass!" scoffed Kamiki from her seat looking at her class-schedule for today. 'Always ready to pick a fight even if she's currently even calmer than I am'.
Meanwhile, not visible for Rin, Shiemi was trying not to look over her shoulder the entire time, fearing that she might suddenly see blue which obviously made her seem on edge.
Shura.. was simply Shura, drunk and slumped into her chair. She was in a sense the most relaxed besides bushy-brows.
~Back with MC~
I peeked an eye open in Shura's direction looking at the red markings coming from in between her breasts to her stomach. It was a seal used for storage, in that seal she also kept my Katana, the Kurikara.. 'I'm kinda missing it. Holding it somehow always seems to reassure me. But when I'm fighting I only seem to end up with pain in the end'
I looked at the front when Yukio walked in. He hasn't spoken to me since my trial, guess his patience finally snapped with no hope of any remains to 'repair' it. "Hello Class" he greeted those in the front rows. Giving a brief look to the back his gaze flew over me and to Shura, getting a 💢 seeing that my observer was on the way to her own dreamland. He took his pistol out before shootin' a bullet right past my head.
The gunshot didn't surprise me what did was that Yukio didn't hesitate.. now Shura was up and yelled slurily to Yukio, "ya dam four eyed chi-*hick*-cken! What was that for?!". They continued to banter back and forth, I mentally patted myself on the back when I realized that my flames didn't react. 'Guess I knew what was coming and.. anticipated it.. 😔'
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MY POV
~After a very boring lesson on Aria's and chants which was annoying as hell during practice~
