Third-person POV
The next morning at Tokyo University came, and Rathanak wore his original backpack after it was being dried in the sun all yesterday long. "Buenos dias, amigo!" Lorenzo chirped at him.
"Morning, too," Rathanak replied with a positive look on his face, hiding the fact he survived a kinetic assassination by a Hiro-like man on his phone last night at home.
And then, Takara caught up with them and acted all innocent at Rathanak. "Morning, my handsome prince!"
"Oh! Um, morning, Takara-chan," Rathanak replied with a nervous chuckle.
"Did you guys do your assignment for your business management course?" Takara asked back. "I already did my reading for my culinary course."
"S-Sí, I did!" Lorenzo stammered.
"Me too as well," Rathanak added.
Their morning classes went well without a hitch or Michiyo's assault via any digital screens, despite the fact that the lecturer in Rathanak and Lorenzo's course used her laptop for the lecture presentation. But the peace shattered later when…
Rathanak's POV
The Hashimoto Tech headquarters basement, at 4:20 p.m. after class…
"What is this?" I said to this person, who introduced himself as Michiyo Takahashi.
I was pinned against the cold wall with a dagger in his hand and my faced pressed against the wall.
Michiyo wore a dark grey hoodie.
Michiyo had red hair and eyes and that unmistakable Red Rings of Obsession.
"You're unbreakable, aren't ya?" Michiyo asked smoothly.
"Well, I was, but what do you want from me? Also, are you the one who shot me through my phone screen at my home last night?"
"Bingo to both, my friend. Let's test your trait."
Michiyo then plunged his dagger into my back and then, he pulled it out stabbed me several times like a maniac, before twisting my body around against the wall to stab me in the chest.
My wounds healed up by the Invisible Force.
After that, he pulled it out for the 22nd time and pointed his fingers at my chest.
I can hear his whisper of "Bang".
A shot of compressed kinetic air shot me against the wall, before collapsing onto the floor with a thud.
I got up, and the Invisible Force healed my wounds fast.
"You're like Hiro, you know…" I panted heavily.
"Yes! Like a human version of himself!" Michiyo cackled while licking my blood on his dagger. "I wanted to see you break and heal up! Haha! So beautiful! Your blood is tasty! That's right— Break, spill, and heal up!"
"This guy is nuts…" my mind wheezed, "…licking my blood off his blade and said that it was tasty? That's psychopathic behavior."
And then, heavy boots sounded coming towards us. The Black Feathers had descended and confronted Michiyo. "Put your hands in the air, Michiyo." Koko hissed at him while pointing her dual pistols at him.
Michiyo did so but with a grin on his face. "What's up, guy? Long time no see."
"You sick, reckless bastard," San growled while pointing his sniper rifle at Michiyo.
Sora stepped in and narrowed his eyes at Michiyo.
"Michiyo…" he growled at him, sounding like some sort of rivalry or old grudges, "...you dared to trespass into my property and waltz an assault on that young man like that?"
With a smirk, Michiyo tilted his head. "Miss me, boss? Surprise."
Wait, Michiyo was their former what?