'A Special Grade ambushed 1st Years and they almost died,' they said, when he came back from his own mission. The whole school was abuzz, gossiping and exchanging snippets. Why?

'They would've died if it weren't for Kira, the 3rd Year!'

He had been so furious, every time he saw you in the damn infirmary. Bones broken, body battered, you were lucky to walk away with your life. He wasn't angry at you, no, his sweet darling was just sacrificing to protect others, as usual. He did glare at the three students a few times, but refrained from punishing them, no...

When you were finally healed, and in the courtyard, where you'd just walked in, Satoru was standing behind a couple of elders, forcing two of them to bow by the necks. Onlookers watched in concern and slight fear, knowing exactly what he was capable of.

"Next time you gamble with someone's life, make sure if is your own," He said icily to the ashamed elders. They'd not even bothered to check the Curse out, didn't realise it was a Special Grade. What kind of mistake was that?

"You apologise right now, or I break your necks." He said ever so quietly but with every bit of anger.