I Will Survive Till The End: Blood Extermination Academy-Chapter 8: Dangerous Characters

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Daughter of a Mafia boss?

Boss?

1st Lieutenant?

2nd Lieutenant?

Butterfly Gang carrying special orders for the leader of the Mafia gang?

Damn!

This is too scary, right?

It's true that they were delinquents, but... they've never actually taken such drastic measures before.

Many of them were around 14 to 15 years old.

The National Examinations, the one they flunked, was an examination that determines what HIGH SCHOOL one goes to.

High schools are many times connected to Higher institutes.

The higher institutes breed and nurture you from their Highschool sector. Believing in nurturing at that stage when the brain is still flexible.

Think of Lock. It was incredible that at the age of 11, he will be heading into the High school of one of the most prestigious Institutions.

Around the world, the National Examinations in all countries were more or less the same.

At the ages of 14 and 15, many haven't done things that Floriana's group has.

Shocked from everything, they backed away from the trio.

"The Butterfly Gang..." Levon muttered.

Indeed, he had a hunch they were not ordinary. Now, he was curious about the skillsets of the other extraordinaries in the space.

Like him, several people did the same, scanning those they felt were peculiar.

They weren't scared or intimidated, just making a mental note.

.

.

Tick-Tock. Tick-Tock.

There was a clock on the wall.

For Levon and a select few, the clock ticked normally.

However, for the majority who almost wet themselves from excessive worrying, it seemed like an ominous sound telling them their end was near.

Good God!

What have they gotten themselves into?

One of them dropped to her knees, not caring about her smooth makeup anymore.

Levon was dumbfounded.

If this girl was in a torture chamber, she would have long given up all secrets, right?

Levon continued to observe.

The girl's eyes moved unnaturally and unfocused.

Thick beads of sweat poured and gathered at the bottom tip of her nose, falling in slow motion towards the wooden floors.

Time seemed frozen in place, as Levon followed the thick bead of sweat free fall till it splattered on the ground.

"We-we-we... WE ARE GOING TO DIE!"

There it is, the craziness. Levon watched it affect the mass majority, just like that.

Levon watched people grab each other by the collars, shaking them for answers no one knew.

How silly, and a waste of time and resourceful energy.

That's it, there was nothing else to watch. Levon closed his eyes to rest.

"What? Die? Die?"

"Hello? What the hell are you saying?"

"Die? I'm too young to die!"

They resulted in banging the door and walls again.

"You bastards let us out!"

"O have a family lawyer and I'm not afraid to use him!"

"That's it... That's it... we are going to die, aren't we?"

[Not quite.] A calm but playful voice rang.

WHO?

With sharp movements, Levon opened his eyes, staring at the far front.

Above the podium, a TV was suddenly revealed, popping out slowly from the ground.

Everyone, even the other calmer ones going about their business, slowly raised their heads.

On the screen was a man who looked like the sort they would love to punch.

—Well, Levon felt he just had one of those faces.

Not surprisingly, so did everyone else.

There he was in red and black, waving at them playfully as if their current situation was anything but normal.

He was a thin man with long black gloves, and had waist-length curly hair that was in dire need of a good trim.

Again with the face...

Why did they have the uncontrollable urge to punch him?

[You-hoo~... Has everyone settled in nicely?]

Levon swore that at this very moment, he heard the crackle of numerous teeth gnashing hatefully.

Don't forget that the face might also add to the anger of the masses.

"YOU EVIL BASTARD!"

"You slowly SWINE!"

"YOU GOD FORSAKEN LUNATIC!"

"You unwanted SPERMATOZOID that was abandoned by his father!"

Sure enough, the insults of an angry mob were refreshing. And they were delinquents, at that.

Levon had never heard such insults in his life.

Just by looking at the shaggy man's bottom face, many immediately found an outlet to vent their frustrations and anger.

"BASTARD! What the hell do you mean by settling in nicely?"

"Yes, you better tell what we want to know—Where have you taken us?"

"Release us now!"

"Do you still know that kidnapping is against the law?"

"Do you know that you could be prosecuted for that?"

"Let us out! Let us out now!!!"

(^°□°)

[Well, I understand. You all are mad.]

"_"

Mad? That doesn't even begin to cover it.

Just let them out, okay?

The man on the opposite side of the screen seemed unaffected.

[My, my, my... Poor little old me is getting attacked by a bunch of savages. What should I do?]

The man on the other end was squirming like a blushing girl, and it only made many feel like taking off their shoes throwing at the TV.

Savages?

Who the hell was he to call them savages?

First, you go to their homes and convince their families to let them follow you.

Then, they smoke them, have them pass out.

You follow up by bringing them to this unknown place with criminals like Card Girl, gang members, and thugs around them, and you expect they shouldn't react the way they do?

... Be honest... Are you trying to make them angrier than they already are?

"Fuck your mother!"

"That's right! If you're so tough, why don't you come in here and deal with us rather than talking behind a TV?"

"Yeah! We are already here. You have us where you want. So why don't you fucking come at us?"

"What! Son of bitch, you're scared. You're scared we'll whoop your ass, so you don't dare to face us here!"

[Pfft~]

The man on the other side slipped a fleeting escape of laughter... and it was now that they saw he had been laughing this entire time when he had his best lowered.

[Sorry, sorry... I just couldn't help it. So cute. The way you attempt to provoke and rattle me, is just plain adorable.]

Heh.

[What? Did you think such cheap and easy tactics would make me leave and face you all?]

The pupils of many throbbed.

It worked most of the time in their past. So why...

Everyone was taken aback except for the various calm people like Levon.

Levon rolled his eyes.

What a joke.

The man who came to his home wouldn't be working for just any wealthy organization or group.

There was no mistaking it.

Levon knew what he felt when he stared at LaCroft.

It was like staring into the eyes of the abyss itself.

Behind those eyes held power, one he feared not many could contend against.

Thinking that such a man was a recruiter, only meant there were more powerful people lurking in this B.E Academy.

Levon's eyes were still closed, after getting an initial glance of the man on the TV.

Several others also resumed their usual activities without care.

[You all are so darn cute. You really thought I would be so rattled to come out and fight against weak kids?]

Pausing with a sly smile, the man stared at particular people in the room.

[Believe it or not... none of you are my competition.]

Oh really?

His words caused an explosion in the minds of the calm, as now, he truly had their attention.

In one corner, the smart, elegant-looking boy slammed his book closed.

In another corner, the sleepy boss whose eyes always appeared to me in a daze, suddenly turned sharp and wide awake.

Yimu, Card girl, her 1st Lieutenant, accidentally sliced a small tip of her freshly coated fingernails. He got her attention.

Pickler, her second lieutenant who always had a toothpick in her mouth, crushed her tooth bite with a deadly aura.

The one doing upside-down body pushups... suddenly twirled on his hands in a sonic wave before steadying himself in a crouching stance with his knees fully bent.

If you look carefully, you will see a crazed-looking smile on his lips.

There again, a girl with an ancient, sturdy, and well-made fan, a girl Levon had not seen on his bus, suddenly closed her fan hard with an ice cold expression.

Then, there was someone Levon didn't expect. In fact, this person wasn't on his bus either.

Beside him, a chubby fellow many didn't even think worthy of observation, instantly sat up and rubbed his belly with a strange light in his eyes.

His reflexes were too fast for his current body weight.

Lastly, Levon chuckled, tilting his head lazily and staring at the figure on the screen with a devilish grin.

This guy... He was talking to THEM in particular, wasn't he?