Matthew Jones
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“I’m coming, I’m coming,” Zorian grumbled, stomping towards the door. Really, what’s with all the frantic knocking? Who exactly was so desperate to get into his room? He wrenched the door open and found himself staring at Akoja’s disapproving face. “Ako? What are you doing here?” “I should be asking you that,” she said. “Why are you still at home? The dance is-“ “Two hours away,” Zorian interrupted. “I can get to the dance hall in 10 minutes.” “Honestly Zorian, why do…
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If someone had asked Zorian at the end of the first week what classes he thought he would have the most trouble with, he would have answered Spell Formulas and Advanced Mathematics. Combat magic maybe. Two weeks later, he could safely say the answer was ‘Warding’. Warding, the art of protecting things with magic, was a surprisingly complex field. You had to take into account what the thing you’re trying to protect is made of, what its dimensions and geometry were, how the ward is going to react with…
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Although the academy loved saying they were an elite institution thanks to the excellent quality of its teaching staff, the truth was that the main reason for their supremacy was their library. Through contributions of its alumni, generous budget allocations by a number of former headmasters, quirks of local criminal law, and sheer historical accident, the academy had built a library without equal. You could find anything you wanted, regardless of whether the topic was magical or not – there was a whole…
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Zorian’s eyes abruptly shot open as a sharp pain erupted from his stomach. His whole body convulsed, buckling against the object that fell on him, and suddenly he was wide awake, not a trace of drowsiness in his mind. “Good morning, brother!” an annoyingly cheerful voice sounded right on top of him. “Morning, morning, Zorian glared at his little sister, but she just smiled back at him cheekily, still sprawled across his stomach. She was humming to herself in obvious satisfaction, kicking her…
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(Ryoto's pov) I woke up in an unfamiliar bed, and I was immediately on guard, but I relaxed the next moment, remembering where I was. Right... I'm back home, and while still nostalgic, it feels alien. I just need to get used to it. As they say, time heals all. Next to me was a girl's body, and it felt strange. Not that there was someone next to me, but there was only one other person here. Usually, there were at least two women I love here, at least I say! Lala was still hugging me and using me as a…-
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(Ryoto's pov) Koro-sensei tapped everyone who was on top of him to let him stand up and while reluctantly and some with tears of happiness in their eyes, they all stood up in the end. Mikan, Rito, and Rin hadn't seen Koro-sensei before, so they all reacted in their own way. Rin didn't have much of a reaction, though. Both of us have seen a lot of things in our lives. My siblings, however, were more expressive, with both of their eyes wide open, although Mikan was the first to calm herself down, and…
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(Ryoto's pov) I'll kill Karen. I'll kill Karen. I'll kill Karen. I'll kill Karen. I'll kill Karen. I'll kill Karen. ""Ryoto!!! What is the meaning of this!?"" Mikan and Rio demanded answers after they saw the last batch of photos. All went fine at the beginning. There were photos of my and Rin's time in Rukongai District, and as we went through the photos, we explained some things. Thankfully, there weren't any pictures of my first assassination, but there were after when I was injured. Mikan and Rito…
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(Ryoto's pov) Package from Karen. I really didn't expect to receive anything from her except maybe some insults. "Who is it from?" Mikan asked as she looked at me, observing the box. "An old friend. Let's see what's inside." I decided to open it. Maybe during our separation, she mellowed down and sent me something nice. Inside the package, there were three pieces of paper folded in half on top of something that looked like a thick book. The pieces of paper had numbers on them, so I assumed that this…
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(Ryoto's pov) I was looking down at Oshizu as she was begging for her life. I'm honestly surprised that she didn't leave her body, which is literally Gigai outside of Bleach when I think about it. Maybe her fear of being killed (Ha!) makes her stay in her body. I was never good at sending souls to Soul Society, even if—on paper—it was my job. I turned to Rin to ask her to take care of the situation. I don't believe she was aware that the nurse's assistant was a ghost in a fake body, but she sensed…
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(Ryoto's pov) I turned my head to see a pink, bubbly ball of energy run to me and hug me. It felt warm, and for a moment, it stunned me. My arms stayed in the air for a moment, but after a short hesitation, I returned her hug. I closed my arms slowly around her and tightened my hold on her, but not in any way that would hurt her. As I embraced the girl in my arms, the only thing on my mind was, 'I'm home, Lala.' But then I used Haki to feel her emotions, and I was bombarded with happiness, cheerfulness,…
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