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— [ ♟ ] — Girl? Boy? Girl? Boy? Girl? Boy? He can't really tell, thanks to his limited knowledge on humanity. But, it isn't as if he cares, either. That isn't what matters at the moment.

What matters is that the youth has dropped something. WV rushes to his feet, picking up the object in question, and rushes to catch up with whomever dropped it. He's helpful like that.

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Being a teacher meant numerous things. Many in the position see it as a profession rather than a job-- however a lot of those in the position only consider the teaching aspect. To the yellow octopoid, it meant so much more. Although he taught the general subjects, he also hoped to be able to teach life skill to his students, in order to do that however, their minds needed to be free of doubt. The job of a teacher included many things for Korosensei, including the promise he made before he started teaching...

Now that he was in this odd city, he was constantly concerned for the well being of his students. Having already seen Karma walking the streets with his hands in his pockets; Korosensei was plagued with the question-- is it better if the students were back home or here with him. Obviously family and other such obligations played a huge role in this but there were probably implications to him being here too. The extraordinary academic wondered if when he got back (if he even got back before graduation day) would he even be allowed to continue teaching and if not what does that mean for him and his promise...?

So many questions and concerns. All Korosensei could do was slither through the streets to no end, constantly thinking things through; just waiting for something to happen. Just when a simple walk was about to get boring, amongst a crowd of people, the teacher spotted a certain small, blue figure. The octopoid was relatively happy; it was a very specific student-- one who held a lot of potential for the future and held his head high in front of the class even during the hardest of times. Waving a tentacle at the boy, Korosensei called out to him with his usual cheery disposition as he slithered over.

“Nagisa !! I’m certainly glad to see you’re doing well; excellent even !! I hope nothing bad happened to you while you were here!”

#sicariuside #posts promised starter 13 years late o t l forgive me #(alSO IM SORRY THIS IS REALLY WORDY AND WAFFLY........)

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Standing at a street crossing, the sword would tilt his head at a post just before a crossing. Pressing a curious button several times Tsurumaru would furrow his brow. The small sign above it, indicating what seemed to be a figure of a person and an arrow pointing in the direction one would cross to reach the other side of the road. How... perplexing. After having been around a few weeks the crane had thought he had exhausted all if not most of the surprises the metropolis had to offer, yet it seemed he was wrong. Honestly how did he get around without ever using a pedestrian crossing.