22 22: Fight, Fight, Fight!

"Excuse me, class."

A male voice interrupted the teacher who was going to explain to the class about a mathematic formula when the principal stopped him, a little bit annoyed he looked at the principal ready to complain when he saw a King, yes the teacher was a Demon, a Noble Rank demon that liked to be a teacher. "O-oh, please enter Principal." He stuttered a little bit, just the presence of a King Rank demon was enough to pressure Noble demons. "Class, this is our new student, he is here to learn like everyone else so please, be good and friendly with him." The principal's voice was firm and gentle at the same time, all the students and even the teacher nodded their heads to the principal. Kevin who was observing the clade felt all the eyes and curiosity on him and gasped internally.

"C-could you please introduce yourself?" The teacher was a little nervous about not make the king angry, he could kill all his family if he wanted and he couldn't do anything about it. "O-okay." Kevin walked forward a little nervous, his glasses on his face wasn't necessary since he becomes a demon his vision was back to normal and even more powerful than before, but he liked to use them, he used them almost half of his life. "M-my name is Kevin, Kevin Tarts." Byron, with all the influence he had, could wipe clean his historic on books about himself. He is the biggest writer that ever existed, he won 50 Nobles of Literature, 10 Oscars of best Book-Movie adaptation, this category was specially created by Byron because of all his books, everyone wanted to make a movie out of it!

He also won several prizes and got known to be a futuristic writer, he wrote about Sexuality, Religion, Politics, and other delicate things, giving knowledge to normal people. Everyone liked his books and the movies that were based on the books were pretty famous as well, there still isn't any movie for the Harry Potter series because Byron still hopes that Ema Watson will appear... And the movies will follow the books, obviously. Anyway, going back to what matters, what I said was that Byron let the media only know that he had only one "son" that was himself, after "his" death "his" son assumed the Tarts Company. Got it? Exactly.

Everyone started to whisper to their deskmate about the gossips, no one knew that Mr. Tarts, the owner of the Tarts Company had a son! Some thought that it was a lie and looked at Kevin with ugly expressions, others saw Byron at the entrance of the school this morning, so they were very curious about Kevin and his siblings. "Please take a seat, we are going to continue where we were left." The teacher calmed down and continued to explain the mathematical formula and gave the class a problem, but people couldn't find the answer to the problem, so Kevin went in and answered it, completely easy. "So smart, maybe he is Tarts's son." someone commented from the back seat in a sarcastic tone, Kevin ignored it and continued to make calculations on a paper sheet.

"Hey, nerd, I'm talking with you!" The famous bully of the class shouted to Kevin again, the teacher had already left the class so he was confident that he could scare this little guy. Kevin wasn't interested in talking now, he just had an idea about the problem that Byron had of creating a subatomic rail gun that used Cosmic Crystal to destroy space ships. "Hey, nerd!" The bully tried to move the paper sheet on Kevin's hand, but it didn't move at all, no matter how much strength he used. Kevin just removed the bully's hand from the paper sheet and continued to do calculations. The bully eyed him angrily and when he was ready to punch him, the next teacher entered the class. He clicked his tongue in annoyance and got back to his desk while Kevin continued to do calculations.

Kevin asked the teacher to go to the bathroom for a moment and brought the paper with him, he was going to speak about the solution he found, the teacher let him go to the bathroom and he used the watch in his hand to call his father and explain to him. The first thing Byron did was praise him, and after praising him he also represses him, saying that when in class he needs to focus on the class and not something else. He apologized and went back to class when lunch break arrived he went to the cafeteria where he found his siblings and together they sat at a table. Sadly that table was the bullies table, where normally all the bullies would sit. Evy and Alexandra were observed by the male students while Markus, Harold, and Kevin were observed by the female students. What was similar was their lust in the look, which disgusted them a little bit.

"Huh... Why is everyone staring at us?" Murmured Kevin to Markus who was too focused on his sandwich, Harold looked around and noticed a group of five big guys walking towards them, they seemed to be the bullies of the school and the guy that was messing with Kevin was with them too. They were going towards the table where the Tarts Siblings were eating. Evy smiled a little bit and said: "It seems that this is their table." Alexandra looked at them too and smiled a little bit, Markus ignored them and continued to eat his sandwich. When the group of five bullies arrived at their table they started to get angry. "Hey! Dumbass, that is our table!" A short guy using a blue jacket approached Markus who was calmly eating his sandwich, Markus didn't even look at him and continued to eat.

Alexandra was eating an apple and Kevin was drawing her, Byron had taught him how, some techniques. It is easier than assassination. Evy was talking with Harold about the talents the humans around them had. Seeing that everyone on the table ignored them, the bullies got angrier than before, the same guy who messed with Kevin punched the table and everyone looked at them for the first time since they approached the table. "What can u do for you, kind sir?" asked Alexandra with a hint of ridicule in her eyes, the talent those humans had was ridiculous! So little... "You can leave my table, you bitch!" Said who seemed the leader of the group, he was 1,90 centimeters tall and had a red jacket with the number 69 (Nice) on it. Markus giggled and said: "I can't see your name in this table."

The bullies looked at him red of anger, then one of the bullies, who had brown hair and backpack on his back said: "Go kiss you daddy's ass, you fucking orphans." Everyone at the table locked their eyes on him, the hostility increased at every second and they were sincerely thinking about killing this person... "W-what? Wanna fight!?" He shouted while a little sacred, everyone on the table started to laugh. All the students around looked dumbfounded by this scene when they finally reacted the everyone on the table stopped laughing and at the same time all of them said: "No, I don't want to waste my energy with something like you." The guy's face became red with embarrassment and anger, he didn't think twice and punched the nearer one, that in this case was Markus.

Markus didn't think of dodging, so the punch hit his hand that was holding the sandwich. When he saw his favorite food falling on the ground, he forgot that he was in a place where he couldn't simply kill someone and punched the guy's face. When he noticed what he did he stopped the punch before hitting the guy's face. Harold and Alexandra were ready to call Byron to clean everyone's memory but they stopped when they saw that Markus also stopped. Evy touched Markus' back and said: "Here Mark, take mine." She gave her sandwich to Markus, who smiled and accepted and sat back at the table and continued to eat. "I hope you won't drop his food anymore, he can be rather..." Evy paused and looked at Markus who's cheeks were bulged like a squirrel, giggled. "Angry when it happens, so think twice before dropping his food."

Saying it, she sat back and continued to eat like everyone else on the table. Those around them were paralyzed still by Markus' punch, no one could see his movements, they were too quick! The Tarts siblings left the table and walked away, leaving the table for the bully group who sat down and started to eat. Strangely enough, they felt safe after the Tarts Siblings left... They had a very dangerous feeling.