She would eat everything on the menu. Upon finis.h.i.+ng her meal, we would go to the next restaurant and the same events were repeated all over again.

It was when we reached our seventeenth restaurant that Tsukiyomi said she was satisfied. Yup, she was satisfied, and my money was almost gone. Though the school did say even our meals were free, it was only limited to the school's cafeteria. But of course, that was the one place Tsukiyomi avoided going to.

As we were heading back toward the dormitory a group of third-year male students were waiting. They all wore blue uniforms. Tsukiyomi and I simply tried to pa.s.s by, but then they started to swarm us and spoke to Tsukiyomi.

"Hey, how about you ditch this guy and have fun with us?" One of them spoke while another looked at me a little anxious and whispered to his friend.

"Do you think it's alright? Both of them are black-clad students." Hearing what his friend said, another one answered the question.

"No matter if they are black-clad students. They're only first years, not to mention they're eight of us and two of them. One of them is this pretty girly over here. So what do you say princess lets go and have some fun."

"Kukuku, sorry but I must decline." After Tsukiyomi spoke we were about to leave but then one of the third years took Tsukiyomi's arm and started shouting.

"Hey! Your first year we asked you nicely and this is how you treat us. Don't you know that I'm the son of one of the military commanders of the northern army." Tsukiyomi looked at the guy who took hold of her arm and spoke in a chilly voice.

"Let go..." 'Sh*t! If he doesn't let go things might get troublesome.' I looked around to check if there were any other students in the area.

"Huh is that how you talk to your uppercla.s.sman?" The man was too oblivious as to what was about to happen to him if he doesn't let go.

"Let go..." Tsukiyomi once again stated.

"What th-" Before the uppercla.s.sman could finish his sentence he flew backward about ten meters. It happened so fast that not one of the uppercla.s.smen could react.

"Tsukiyomi don't kill them." Tsukiyomi looked at me, her beautiful face showing that she was irritated.

"That's a difficult request Edge, they were very rude to me."

"It doesn't matter, it's okay to beat them up but killing them is no good." Hearing what I said Tsukiyomi sighed

"Fine, then I shall simply punish these rude people with little love taps. You may join in if you want to Edge." Finally regaining their senses the uppercla.s.smen screamed and attacked in unison. Four of them charged at Tsukiyomi and two toward me. Their swords were out and the way they charged at us, I could tell they were using the fire style.

Probably C or D ranked in skill, well that isn't a problem. I could instantly tell their level of skill, by a glance. Before they could reach me I stepped forward without drawing my sword and delivered an upper palm strike to one of them, then a sideward back fist to the other. With only those simple moves with a little bit of strength, the two of them fainted.

On the other hand, Tsukiyomi was simply dodging her opponents' attacks. It was obvious that she was simply playing with them. A few minutes into the battle the uppercla.s.smen were now panting in exhaustion, seeing them like that Tsukiyomi sneered.

"Kukuku, is that all you got? How shameful, if I knew you people were this weak I wouldn't even have allowed you to talk to me."

After hearing what Tsukiyomi said the uppercla.s.smen were once again fueled by their rage. They surrounded Tsukiyomi and attacked, but instead of Tsukiyomi going down all of them were the ones to fall.

"Worthless." That was the last thing she said to the uppercla.s.smen, as she blew them away with the simple wave of her hand. After finis.h.i.+ng we tried to leave again but then we heard a voice.

"Weren't you too tough on them? They are just weak blue cla.s.s."

'What is it this time?' I looked at the one who spoke annoyed. Every time we try to leave something pops out. When I faced the direction, the voice was coming from. I saw a third-year student wearing a similar black uniform as Tsukiyomi and I. His voice was crisp and confident. Black hair and eyes with tanned skin. He was very handsome even as a guy I must admit that. On his back was a large lump of metal. It was taller than him it must have been at least six feet high.

The unknown uppercla.s.sman spoke again with a smile on his face. "How about it, my undercla.s.smen come and play with this uppercla.s.sman of yours instead." The black-clad uppercla.s.sman challenged us.