a disappointing first impression

Alex gaze looked on Takashi and didn't move. In less than a second of staring, he could see the boy flinch and try to divert his gaze.

-Pathetic, no wonder this world will go to shit with a spineless coward like him. If he can't keep his gaze on you now, what about the inferies?-

'I know.- Sighted Alex, disappointed in Takashi. While most of the person he knows from the manga had kept their initial character, bar a few difference barely visible, Takashi Komuro seems completely different. 'Is this what happens when one lost their plot armour?' Not willing to lose a brain cell on thinking further, he spoke.

"And you are?" ASked him, raising a brow at the boy.

Of all the reaction, the class didn't expect.

"Komuro Takashi, Takagi-san childhood friend!" Said him with self-importance, as if his status was speaking all it had to be said.

"And?" Flatly responded Alex none the less impersonate.

"And? and what?" Takashi seems lost to Alex, not understanding that Alex didn't give a flying fuck at who he was.

"Stop me if I'm wrong, but your neither Saya Takagi, her mother, father or a sibling; what gives you the right to interfere in other conversation?"

"What?! But!" Sppluttered Takashi, only stopped by Alex raising his hand.

"Listen, kid; I don't have all day; I will only ask you once, move." Said Alex tiredly before becoming a little more forceful at the end.

Hearing the more threatening tone, the rest of the class looked rapturously and would surely shortly happen, like all self-respecting gawkers they were. Even the teacher, still present, didn't seem to think of diffusing the situation.

While the first could be excused with the sheep mentality that plagues the world as soon as something entertaining happens, the second was waiting for ammunition to use against the boy his co-worker was already complaining about.

~~~

"What are you going to do? Fight me!" Shouted Takashi a little louder, attracting the forming crowd's attention around the room from the other classes.

Alex looked at the boy with a deadpan look. "Are you asking me to fight with you, or are you asked if I will fight to move you?"

"Heu?"

"That it's; I don't want to waste any other brain cells over this." Sigh Alex before reaching for the boy with a hand. All looked with bathered breaths, while the professor had a gleam in his eye.

Seeing the slowly approaching hand, Takashi panic and wildly swung his fist, forgetting that there was a door between his target and his fist, with how wide he attempted to strike. Seeing what was coming, Alex immediatly retracted his hand and took a step back, leaving the boy made a fool of himself.

For those who the action was hindered with either their comrades in front or simply the angle at which they looked, the sudden loud rattling sound of flesh hitting a metallic surface and the vibrating door in its rails took them off guards, making some squawk.

Those surprised cries were rapidly followed with wailing as Takashi cradled his bruised fist. Tiny droplets escapade from the hand covering it, indicating that the knuckle's skin had been split raw. Thankfully for the boy, it seems that he didn't have enough strength to damage the bones, or else it would have been far more painful.

Shaking his head at the ridiculous situation, Alex turned to Saya. Before he could say a word, the teacher seems to remember he had a job to do and shouted finally.

"Komuro-san, and you, in the principal office!"

"Yeah, right, not gonna happen," Fillently said Alex, before turning and ignore the shocked man. "So..." Started Alex before feeling a hand on his arms. Reacting instinctively, Alex grabbed the wrist, tearing it off his arm, before pulling. His other hand slid to the armpit in a vice-grip, and Alex bends his knees.

With the secured arm above his shoulder, Alex raised like a released spring while slightly bending his back, twisting his hips and slammed the man, who grabbed his arm, on a desk with a shoulder throw. Before a louder crashing one rung, a popping sound resounds, followed by the wood cracking, unable to support the sudden load.

His eyes blazing with fury, Alex looked down at the moaning man.

"Touch me again, your fucker, and I will sue your ass so much you won't walk straight for the rest of your life!"

"What happens here!" Yelled someone while several rapid footsteps resound in the corridor. "Make way!"

The crowd suddenly snaps back from the shock of seeing one of their professors fly in the air, before slamming on a desk and break it from the force but in the shoulder throw.

~~~

'Great, another asshole.' Thoughts Alex when he saw Teshima and Kyoko Hayashi and his teacher rapidly entering the class.

The sight of a slightly overweight man passed out on a destroyed desk, a whimpering boy cradling his bloodied fist, and a student standing tall in the middle of all the confusion momently stunned the three teachers before Kyoshiro snaps.

"Evans! You're good for ..." Already pissed off by the cumulating interference, Alex wasn't about to be walked over by the racist, nor hear his bullshit. Not thinking that a student would dare to raise against a teacher, none saw the hand coming.

Alex large hand clamped hard on the man jaw, locking it while closing his airway. If that wasn't sufficient, Alex put a little more 'Offph' int he situation and raised the man to eyes level with a single hand.

All around, gasp resound at the prowess. Not only they so someone lifting a growth adult several centimetres from the ground, with a single hand, but even didn't seems to struggle to keep his hold!

"I am starting to be feed off of all the retard around there, and that was before I have to submit your attempts to stroke your ego, your pathetic xenophobic excuse of a human being. Let made thing clear. I'm not like the simps you call students that would roll over after the years of brainwashing your country spread to have little obedient puppets.

It's because of shit stains like you and Shido that the country had a xenophobic issue. Sure, you were invaded by the Portugues and others; that didn't mean you have to bitch around it centuries later! I don't see the remaining Mayas population throw the stone at every Spanish that enters the country, and they partake in genocide for shinies!

I will make things clear for you all." Said Alex to Kyoshiro face before turning to the two others stunned teachers. "I originally came here to speak with someone on a private matter until the horny simp tried to assert his dominance like a primitive over another human. Last time I checked, slavery was abolished here, and he has no reason to interpose between my intended interlocutor and me.

Like any primitive, he tried violence when his brain could not compute my words and see that his act didn't threaten me. The moron tried to strike at me but swung his fist like a wimp and hit the door, busting his knuckles on it."Said Alex, designing Takashi with his other hand.

"Then, the lard tub that though wise to let a student physically assault another finally react and though wise to touch me. I was in my right to defend myself against aggression. I neutralised the offender, as not teachers should be allowed physical contact with their students, save under the duress of assistance to say student, and it was clearly not the case here.

You could look, it's in the guidebook of the school rules. as for the xenophobic moron, he was clearly hostile." Before releasing his hold on the man, who started to turn purple from the lack of air.

Crmbulling on the ground, Kyoshiro coughed loudly while massaging his neck after the strain it had been put under during the jaw lock, needing to support all his weight.

"Before any of you want to throw his weight to save your profession face, I will kindly indicate you that I have diplomatic immunity, and any attempts of subversion will not be kindly taken." Finished Alex, making both shut their mouth and eyes widen, understanding that the case could rapidly spiral out of control.

This was not worth it. Left with only a single solution, the two rapidly questions the students present in the room, validating Alex words.

~~~

Saya had assisted at the entire scene on the sideline and had stood wholly baffled at the two teachers and Takashi's sheer stupidity.

Seeing how he acted as if she was his propriety rapidly dispel the last illusions she could have for the boy.

She couldn't help but comparate the two. Alex had done everything to stay out of a possible conflict and even retreat when Takashi pushed for a confrontation. Both teachers weren't any better. After being easily dismissed, the teacher could not get over when his orders weren't immediately responded to.

It could have been aggravating, but his apparent inaction at the conflict' start was putting him in the wrong. While Alex may have been heavy-handed, his action was perfectly legal and seemed more of a reflex than a truly throughout action.

The only point she could hold against him was his treatment of the second teacher. Still, the man was known for his less than stellar relationship with anyone, not Japanese, an error she inputted on the school as the man shouldn't be allowed to teach, much less history.

Sure he had a right to hold his own opinion. Still, he was professionally expected of him to give an unbiased education, a thing he didn't do, for the rumours running rampant of his treatment of several international students.

~~~

After the mess and a prosecutable responsible found, Takashi was escorted to the infirmary before the headmaster. The state of the two teachers needed some medical assistance. The first was shipped to the hospital, while the second was sent to the nurse and his fellow teacher's side.

While the altercation was spreading like wildfire, Alex and Saya finally can vanish from the attention and the school. As the school starting day was followed by a weekend, Alex took the opportunity to exit the ground and return to the island, but not before speaking with Saya.

The urgency was double due to him sensing the amount of magic present in the air steadily raised. This had only one possible origin, the parasite. With a global population of 6,461,159,389 in 2004 and with only 1/1,000 of it showing a passive resistance, it was 6,457,698,229 persons actively producing magic 24/7 the last four months.

The more magic produced, the more the parasite would feed on the ambient one, accelerating its propagation. With the last new, Alex knows that the outbreak would happen in weeks, not months.