Kuchiki Sojun had been somewhat surprised and pleased to see Kisaragi Akira, but the moment the guy opened his mouth, Sojun lost all desire to talk to him.
Fortunately, the manners he had cultivated since childhood and his kind nature kept him from taking the address to heart. He sighed, then glanced sideways at Akira and asked curiously:
"What happened to you?"
"Has studying at the Spiritual Arts Academy really become this dangerous?"
At that, Kisaragi Akira nodded repeatedly, looking ready to pour out all his grievances. He launched into a litany of the cruel words and deeds of Principal Okikiba Genshiro and Teacher Kaede.
"Look, if I get a demerit, fine. But they have to announce it to the entire Academy."
"And if that weren't enough, Teacher Tessai's own oversight somehow got pinned on me, too."
"Forget all that. The worst part is, Teacher Kaede even blamed me for the theft at the Shin'o Cafeteria. You tell me—is that something any normal person would do?"
"As for why I'm lying here this time, that was a task Teacher Kaede assigned me, too."
"I was supposed to go to Shantei Temple and exterminate some Black Chicken Hollows."
Kisaragi Akira let out a long sigh and gestured with his hand:
"I killed two, and then a whole group came crawling out."
"And that's not all. A Menos Grande at Adjuchas level showed up, too."
Kuchiki Sojun was stunned.
As a scholar and a warrior, he naturally wasn't like a certain someone who couldn't even remember basic facts.
Though an Adjuchas-level Menos Grande wasn't quite as terrifying as the textbooks made it out to be, it still took a Shinigami at vice-captain level to handle one.
A particularly powerful Adjuchas could only be fought by a captain.
For the boy before him