@rurifury
Adjusting to this school was harder than Denif thought. It was one thing to force him into some kind of bizarre educational system, but it was another thing to require uniforms. He imagined he’d adapt quickly to these changes, but even after a few days he still struggled to show up to the correct classrooms on time. How he managed to survive all five earlier classes was beyond him.
The El Master quickly sat himself down next to Ruriko shortly before their Magical Combat class began, seemingly panicked. He placed everything he had on him on his desk: papers, books, and an eraser. After double-checking that he had everything, realization dawned upon him. He forgot to bring a pencil.
Denif turned towards Ruriko, stuttering slightly.
“Do you have an extra pencil I can borrow?”