《MaoTensei!》A battle. [II]
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"Now, it's Luha's turn! Put your hands together to welcome her!"
It took a while but we were nearing the end of the class' population and it was finally Luha's turn. She was looking around frantically through the guardian's section but she soon realised that no one was there. Her face became obviously downcast.
"Luha?" Pologroin walked up to her. "Is no one here?"
"No, miss."
Maybe I should volunteer. But I really don't want to. Not just because it's her, I just don't want to rap in general. No, but I should go.
"I'll do-"
"I'll do it with you then!" Mrs.Pologroin said before I could offer my word. "Drop it."
And then we all heard it.
The worst rap to ever exist. The only rap appropriate from a group of 6-year-olds but also the only rap that made Rune look up off his game from disgust.
It was appalling. Was the beat off? No. Were their voices terrible? No. Then why you ask?
Because it was a rap that did not reference drugs or bumping nasties, rather referenced My Little Pony and Harry Potter. The worst part was that it wasn't Luha referencing that stuff, it was Pologroin.
The little respect that I had for that teacher streamed down the train.
I shall not even try to recall the lyrics as if I do, I shall physically writhe in agony.
The whole classroom sighed in relief as the rap ended. That was an experience none of us ever wanted to experience again. Well, at least she didn't do a fortnit-
'OH NO SHE'S DOING IT! CLOSE YOUR EYES CLOSE YOUR EYES!'
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"Now the only contestants remaining are Mao-kun and Rune-sama!" Pologroin twirled around on the stage. 'When will this 50-year-old hag learn to act her age?'
"We are all looking forward to the grand finale!" The loudest cheer yet erupted around the room.
Naturally, the light fell on us as soon as we walked on the mosaic. Specifically him. I was kinda glad that I wasn't the one who had to go first.
Rune put his phone in his pocket, annoyed.
I wasn't the finicky type. Sure I wasn't the most adept at conversations but I should at the very least be able to deal with raps right? I don't know what would happen if I stop midway. Well, it already happened a couple of times with the other rap battles, but this is the grand finale, you know. The pressure here is insane.
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'I'll just keep my fingers crossed that he messes up before I do!'
Rune, facing me, was not the tiniest bit nervous. If anything, he looked peeved instead.
Soon enough, the beat hit.
"Oy Oy… listen here you little brat,
I didn't want to be here,
Stay with you, the boy, I hold... the least dear.
I would rather be at home and take care of the doggy.
At least he's cute, smart and a little,
uhh Bougee.
You on the other hand are just worthless,
A rat, brat,
I hoped that you were worth... less."
Wow, this dude sucks at rapping this will be ez.
"Now listen here, after coming here all you've done is complain,
It's like someone asked you to run through acid rain.
Rain rain, But I've rather seen you interested in a lass.
One dressed as a maid, you've been staring at her ass.
Puberty, is that what your raging hormones do?
Turn the prince of the country into some ogling fool.
That's rough. I know you might want to retaliate.
Dial it back, you're a little too late.
Brat."
I just ended this man's whole career. Mind you this was a really good roast for someone who has essentially nothing you can roast about. A loving functioning family, money, looks. I did a great job.
"Don't lump me in with you,
The ...boy that simps after my sister,
Her girlfriend, her mate, and that uhh barista.
That ass is of no interest to me,
I just can't take my eyes off the food…
Stuck on her… suit."
The maid aggressively slapped the food off her ass.
Before I could go, Rune started again.
"You already know that no woman would ever come close,
To the way, I love my sister and the way that I adore,
Her perfect, gorgeous, and criminal charms,
When she left, my heart got torn,
No other would do for me, I am a sis con.
I wanna see her grow into an upstanding lady,
Noblest of vampires, I'd even call her a deity,
Can't you see that there's nothing to hold back?
She has got everything you'd want all the charms that you lack."
Suddenly he could rap when the thing became about his sister.
"Your sister! Is but a musclehead.
No class… just a very pretty tete.
There's no way she would ever be a deity…
Call her a monster cuz she's just a…"
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{a/n: Tete I believe is head in french. I had french for 4 years and I still don't know jack shit.}
I stopped. Going after Yuuno was a low hanging fruit. My pride wouldn't allow me to insult a person who wasn't even there. I'll insult her once she's back though!
"Guess we have a winner then!" Mrs. Pologroin went up to and raised Rune's hand. It was a shame but at the same time, I couldn't care less. It was a stupid battle anyway.
I wasn't salty at all.
If Yuuno wasn't the topic I would have won easily. Rune sucks at rapping. The only reason that loser won is that the topic shifted to his interest.
Yep, I am the real winner here.
A final round of cheers reverberated around the large classroom.
"Now let's get your reports done!"
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"Rune-sama please take a seat."
"Yeah." He sat down and I sat down next to him. "How has he been doing so far?" He said as if he was reading off a script.
He probably was reading off one. My parents must've given him some questions to ask. For some reason the only person in the entire family he dislikes is me. He listens to and respects everyone else.
Was it because his sister spent more time with me than him? Possibly. But it was his fault for being such a huge sis-con.
Back to the topic at hand though...
"Mao-kun has been great. When the first year started, he wasn't the best, but now he has consistently been leading the boards along with Luha-chan. He has one of the best future prospects amongst the batch." Pologroin was not sucking up.
It was indeed true. A boy with the intellect of a 19-year-old was indeed smarter than 6-year-olds. Go figure.
"And his behaviour?"
"He usually limits himself to a group of three. Himself, Luha and Yuuno-sama until last year. Now, since Yuuno-chan is gone, he only mostly keeps to Luha and himself."
"Yuu..an" You didn't need to be a genius to guess what he whispered melancholically under his breathe.
"Did you say something?" Pologroin asked.
"No, nothing."
"Anyways, him keeping to his group doesn't mean he's bad at communicating, he's just mature enough to limit himself to a smaller group he can intensely care for."
"I see… that is good then." Looks like the boy ran out of his lines and just sat there emptily staring at the teacher.
"Mrs.Pologroin, can we have the report sheets? We have to report to the castle early today." I took charge of the meeting back from the useless teenager.
"We do?" He asked. I elbowed his lung. "Yeah yeah, we totally do. A hundred per cent."
"In that case, here you go." She pulled out my report card and handed it to Rune.
With that our task for the day ended and we headed back in the family car.
"What's up with that teacher, Pologroin?" The brat muttered next to me.
"Huh? What's wrong with her?"
"Her name! Now all I can think about is a really bougie looking groin undergarment with collars! It's disturbing. At that point, she might as well just call herself knickers!"
"Pfft." Whoops, I almost laughed out at his joke.
Even though we were on bad terms, it wasn't like we were awkward with each other. He hated me, I hated him, but even the hero chats away with the villain before the main fight.
"How was last year's rap battle? You went with Yuu-chan right?"
"Oh... yeah I did." The energy dropped all of a sudden.
"Do you really miss her that much?" I asked the brat next to me.
"I do."
"Why are you so obsessed with her anyway… don't you have another sister you can dote on."
"WOOWWW! YOUR IGNORANCE REALLY SHOWS! CHANGING SISTERS JUST BECAUSE ONE TEMPORARILY LEFT? WHAT AM I A MANWHORE?!"
He really wasn't changing sisters, they were both his sisters in the first place. But I couldn't be bothered to tell him that.
"I sort of get you… she's not here, so I thought I'd use the other people in my surroundings to fill her gap… but that doesn't seem all that likely. You can't substitute a person."
"I know right? There's no other decent tsundere in the house. Who am I supposed to replace that role with?" And thus started the rant.
Needless to say, bringing Yuuno up was a mistake. The rest of the ride centred around her.
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