Chapter 172- A short Dispute

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"So?" Raph glanced at the students gathered while he pointed at the entrance. "Why hasn't no one gone in yet?" He asked. "I think they were in a meeting". Monica replied with a sigh. "The sophomore Prefects are also attending the meeting; the goal of it, though, is unknown to us". "Ohh.." Raph muttered in contemplation when Alicia walked up closer to him. "It should be regarding the Academy Festival Week that will be taking place in a month." She said, her gaze fixed on Taph while the others listened in. "Huh? Is that an assumption, Berry? Why would they emit us from the conversation if it's going to be about a festival". Ruth asked with a sarcastic tone in her voice. "You sure you're not talking just for attention right now?" She said mockingly while Monica giggled next to her. Raph watched them quietly, but he couldn't be bothered by childish tantrums at the moment. "That would make sense. The Festival Week is usually held right before the C.A.T". Mathias said while he adjusted his glasses. "First years usually don't partake in conversations about Academy celebrations; we mostly just do our part". He added after a short moment. 'Oh, well, aren't you just knowledgeable?' Raph thought with a sarcastic tone, but he was right. Looking away from the students, memories of his previous life began to flood in. 'Indeed, it is that time of the year. The Festivities just before the C.A.T and then a month later will be time for our Examinations' The festivities were a way of welcoming the new year students. Featuring a range of sports and entertainment activities, as well as Classroom events and Social Festivities. It was a fun period of getting to know one another. 'In fact, it had another name, the Festivities of Love'. Raph chuckled at the thought, recalling how students professed their love in the heat of the festivities. 'Oh, who knows, maybe I can help Darell with this crush of his....whoever she is'. He thought when a piercing laughter snapped him from his thoughts. "A festival? Please don't just go and conclude by what Berry said" She turned towards Mathias with a wicked snarl on her face. "Or what? You want to be their dog too?" She asked, her tone laced with venom. Mathias stared at her, and then glanced at Raph and Alicia before looking away. "Yeah, not worth the stress". Ruth nodded in satisfaction, turning towards Raph. "You know, if I was in the Gold class, then I would have shut you down the moment you attempted to bare your fangs". She said with a snarl while she glared at Raph. "Javier may have chickened out, but I certainly won't". Raph stared at her for a moment, his thoughts lining in order. 'Should I?' He wondered, but for some reason, he couldn't find a good enough reason to latch out at her, so what did he decide to do? Well, nothing really. He looked away. "Monica, your Deputy is crossing a line. Don't insult my class or my classmates". He said. The least he could do was alter a word of warning or advice. CLANG. A propulsion of air blasted downwards and dispersed into the atmosphere as the students present watched the scene with dumbfounded expressions and bulged eyes. 'Wha–What?' Alicia thought in shock while she stood behind Raph, her gaze shaking from the sight. 'How....How could this be? Are you saying that he is that talented already? Isn't he supposed to be in our age group?' Raph was currently still in his position, but his right hand was in the air, his finger stopping the attack of the trembling GreatSword that was still held in Ruth's hands. "Im–Impossible" Ruth muttered in shock while she was stuck in the air, her arms trembling as she relentlessly attempted to pull the sword away from his grasp. Though, it proved difficult. "Hm, Hm" Someone's voice cut through the air, snapping everyone back to reality as they quickly turned towards the entrance of the 5th-year Lecture Theater. Raph slowly dropped Ruth, while the others quickly organized themselves as they bowed to the two students in their present. "Go–Good day, President". They chorused while Raph remained fixed on his position while he awkwardly scratched the back of his head. After all, it would be weird to give respect to him after all this time. "Hah, Hah, Kids these days". The calm and collected voice was quite familiar, in fact, just a lot more mature than five years ago. Yes, that's right, Phestus Greehorn and his assistant, Rebecca ,Jun stood in the presence of the Year One Class Prefects and their Deputies. "Isn't that right, Vice President?" Phestus asked with a bright smile while Rebecca glanced at the students, assessing the situation. She was lost in thoughts and had not replied until he tapped her, and she quickly snapped back towards him. "Um, yeah, that's right, President," She said with a slight blush. Phestus laughed out once more with a bright smile on his face as he turned towards the students. "At ease kids" He said with authority in his voice and they all stood straight in unison, well, all except the one student that decided not to bow. "I heard your dispute; The Gold Vice President and Bronze President were right though". He said with a chuckle. "Hah...we...we apologize, we had no idea, and just speculated tha"– "That's alright, Ruth". Phesutus cut her off with a warm smile. 'Hahhhhh, the president knows my name!!!' She cried out in her head as she looked away, towards the ground with her cheeks burning red. Phestus chuckled, recognizing this reaction while Rebecca glared at her while she stood behind him. "There was no need to start a fight over something that fickle, Ruth, and this is the 5th year Lecture Theater. Be reminded of where you are before you start a fight, understood?" "Yes sir!" They chorused, together with Raph who smiled in satisfaction. 'Hmm, they did a good job training him to what he is now' He thought.

Chapter 172- A short Dispute

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