While Yumi and the others were busy with their questionable actions, which were probably legal somewhere, Tate and Ban just walked around the school to kill time, maybe to even get to sneak a peak at the big fight going on the roof if they found a spot high enough to get a glance, but between climbing a tree that was gonna crumble under the sheer weight of Ban's muscles and just walking around while talk, the latter sounded better.

"Homie your simpin' is getting way too sloppy, my dude. Paon Mask? Really? That's so much on the nose!" Tate complained.

"What did you want me to do?! To give him a Blademaster? They suck! They're like bad luck charms or something!" Ban explained. "And I did not choose Paon Mask because of whatever you're thinking! I think it's a great card that can be applied in whatever deck Nova Grappler can make! Raizers? Check. God Hand? He has Master Torga and Cool Hank. Victor? It's a Victor-made promo! And of course he works with Illuminal Dragon's gimmick of shitting out more attacks! I like it because it's an actually good card that also happens to be cool, be totally max and be an elephant! It's just a pure and straight up coincedence that Yumi also likes elephants and that's a-!"

"Yumi texted me saying she found you using Paon Mask cute."

"R-really?!"

"Maybe you should swap some money for some brain cells." Tate snickered, waving his turned off phone with a smug. "Ufufufufufu, little Katsu-chan can't even hide his exploding love for Yumi-chan anymore, can he? UFUFUFUFUFU! YUMI-CHAN AND KATSU-CHAN SITTING UNDER A TREE! F-U-C-K-I-N- Wait, is that how you spell 'kissing'...?"

Maybe spending more time studying japanese than running around Ako and Tamaki would have been a good idea.

"Wha- I'M GONNA PUNCH YOU BACK TO YOUR MOTHERLAND, YOU BASTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARD!" Ban roared, chasing after Tate with a shaking fist. "YOU'RE GONNA MEET MY ROPPONGI RAAAAAAAAAAAGE!"

"THAT'S NOT VERY MATURE, KATSU-CHAAAAAAAAAAN! I DON'T THINK YUMI-CHAN WOULD DATE SOMEONE THAT CHILDISH, KATSU-CHAAAAAAAAAN!" And Tate ran away for dear life. "HEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP MEEEEEEEEEEEE! OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!"

"JUST BECAUSE I'M ACTING LIKE THIS NOW DOESN'T MEAN SHE'LL NEVER LOVE ME, SHE CAN LOVE ME FOR MANY OTHER REA- WAIT NO, THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT!"

Tsunderes, always fun.

"GET CUCKED BY YOUR POOR CHOICE OF WORDS, KATSU-CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!"

"GAH! YOU LEAVE ME NO OTHER CHOICE!"

Ban stopped running and took off one of the boots he was wearing. That was no normal boot, it was from the tough, heavy kind, the perfect grey area between construction boots and casual wear. And above all that, they were fresh as hell.

And then he threw the boot at Tate from the distance.

"AS IF THAT'S GONNA HIT ME, I'M SUPER FAST AND YOU'RE NOT A SPIKES BROTHER-!"

Tate got easily gunned down by that single boot. He got punted right into the floor with so much firepower that for one second he prefered to be dropkicked by Yukiko.

"Ako-chan, Tamaki-chan, I'll love you even in the afterlife...." Tate muttered his last dying words, and then stuck his tongue out to play dead. "Bleh..."

"Those were the fresh pair of Timbs Nasa found on Mars, bitch." Ban said, hopping his way over to Tate on one foot. "That'll teach you to not spat random bullshit."

"What was that throw..." The slav grumbled, sitting up. "I thought you were on the kendo club, not the american football club!"

"Too many days of throwing dog crap at my sister when we were kids."

"You must have been an awful child..."

"She was the one who started it, you bias dumbass!"

"Of course I'm bias in this situation, you're sister is really-!"

"Punchable just like your face?"

"...I happened to forget what I was gonna say, oh well." Tate shrugged the subject off before his comment got his ass kicked seven ways to sunday. "But man, today's weather sucks. I think if we stand behind Heiwa, we can catch some free Link Joker and Aqua Force cards."

"That idea would have popped off when those cards were worth anything. The secondary market is in shambles with the rise of Gavrail and reprints." Ban sighed.

"Guess this is it, huh? All we can do is in invest CFA stocks and hope for the best."

"Indeed." The blonde male nodded. "Wait, what?"

"Yeah man, you can probably invest on it somehow. Boris told me he has connections to the programmer group because he knows someone who knows this dude who knows this president whose nephew works directly with the big boss of the whole deal."

Ban stared bluntly at the smiling Tate for a moment before slapping him twice with the goal of slapping the stupid out of him.

"Don't come back here with your goofy shit."

"Aight, fair enough. So, Yumi-chan?"

"Y-yes...?"

"You can't tsundere your way around us anymore, bro. Come on bro, we're your bros, we know how you feel, even if you don't tell us. And we're here to support you on your romantic conquest of love quest. It's kinda cute too, y'know? The big and strong hooligan who almost conquered Heiwa with the power of delinquents, inlove with the sweet and pure maiden who only joined the school recently!"

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"Ah, such an amazing love plot unbeatable by whatever the universe could possibly throw at it! Some show about a dude teaching his future wife and her four sisters who all look the same? Get outta here! Some anti-social girl and brooding bad boy who's actually also anti-social? Too bad, I didn't read Horimiya, it had too many words! Date A Live? I put it on waiting list for one more year whenever they change studios! Katsu-chan, your romantia story with Yumi-chan has the power to change the world- Nay, the universe! Hear my words as the absolute love-love master Serebryakov Tametomo! With the amazing help of us, your homies, your bros, you're gonna get that sweet and precious kouhai, even if it's the last thing we do!"

"Bro..."

"Bro!"

"Bro...!"

"Bro!"

Bro.

"Yeah, I like Yumi! There, I fucking said it!" Ban declared with all the pride in the world, slamming a closed fist in front of his heart just to reenforce the sheer power of his feelings. "I don't how or why, or when- Actually I know when, during the camping trip when he held hands! It all started when I saw her smile then! Thank god the childhood friends always lose because I love that girl! To see her every day, to hear her beautiful voice every day, to just know she's doing alright! That's what makes me motivated to try my hrdest at life, if it means one day giving her the greatest life one could desire! Even if I have to make my own fortune from the ground up, I will treat her like the ultimate queen she is!"

Too bad that was the plan.

"Ahah, I made you say it!" Tate laughed. " What a simp!"

"..." Ban blinked twice.

Instead of beating the russian out of Tate like he normally would do in a situation such as the one that presented itself before him, Ban took a calmer approach. He remained calm and composed, like a gentleman should, and simply pat Tate's back with a small, friendly chuckle.

"You truly are a genius of the spoken word, Serebryakov Tametomo." Ban admitted.

"...eh?"

And then Ban slammed his hand on Tate's back.

Pain was blasted all throughout Tate's body, as if a cannonball had blasted a hole through his chest and his ribcage had exploded. If sitting properly didn't fix his crappy posture, that slap sure did.

"HOLY-! OH MY GOD, WHAT ARE YOUR HANDS MADE OF?!" Tate yelled.

"I once slapped a man while on a vacation to Moscow and he went down in one go. And his name? Vasily Kamotsky!"

"NO WAY!"

"YES WAY!"

He slapped a random guy who was trying to flirt with Rio and who happened to also be called that, not the actual slapping tournament god called Vasily Kamotsky.

"Holy shit, your parents actually shoved some gorilla genes on you or something..." Tate muttered, slowly getting up. "OH GOD, MY BACK! I FEEL SORRY FOR WHATEVER GIRL ENDS UP DATING YOU!"

The wind blew by as the two shared a silent glance.

"...that was an accident, I swear...?" Tate looked at Ban with a sleazy smile. It truly was an accident.

"Ten seconds headstart, sound good?" Ban asked.

"Yes thank you!"

And the chase was back on!

But this time, Ban didn't had the time to throw a boot at Tate from the distance because those ten seconds of mercy worked against him in the long run. That was enough for Tate to stop running like a dying old man and hide in the place Ban would never think to search because of his own fears: the third bathroom stall on the boys' bathroom in the third floor.

Only that the Hanako-san story happened in the girls' bathroom. Not the boys' bathroom. Where Tate was hiding. Oh well.

Tate camped on the bathroom long enough to recover from the bone-crushing blow dealt to his back and to unload some of the water he drank before coming to Heiwa to calm himself down, and got out of there shortly. 

"What a genius, of course Ban would never look for me there!" Tate laughed, applauding his own amazing genius. "And coming all the way up to the third floor is even paying off! Now I can get a clear view on where Ban is and go the other way!"

As Tate approached the closest window and looked outside, the world froze.

Time stopped.

The wind made no sound.

His head became empty of thoughts.

His sight was focused on a grey haired male who walked past Heiwa's front gates to exit the school, who then looked back, took notice of who looked down at him from the window and gave him a small wave before walking away.

"Oi... What are you doing here..." Tate muttered, his mouth and throat becoming dry.

Just as Ban felt the consequences of skipping leg day once and stopped by the school's entrance to take a break from trying to find Tate, Tate exiting the building in a dash.

"Huh? Where you going?!" Ban asked.

"Stomach ache, really bad, it broke a rib, I'll call you guys!" Tate exclaimed.

"Ah? Man, now I'm all alone here." Ban sighed and scratched the back of his head. "Hell am I gonna do now? I can't go join the girls, they see us as some sad and depraved fucks!"

But are they wrong thought?

"Ah! Katsu-chan!!" Yumi called out, running along the shoelockers.

"Hm? O-oh, Yumi-san... W-what brings you here?"

"Did you happen to see Nijimura-san? We've looking for her ever since she ran out of the office cry- Eek! I mean, in a peaceful manner that didn't imply serious verbal abuse from Sachi-senpai!" She explained, joining Ban by his side. Her embarassed side was going to hit soon.

"The hell did you guys do...?"

"I-i'm innocent, it was Sachi-senpai who did it all, she went full on pissed as all hell mode and blasted Nijimura-san with insults!!"

Being a snitch is not very fun, Yumi.

"And then we're the weird ones." Ban deadpanned.

"I-it was Chika-senpai's words, not mine!! I don't think you guys are depraved, I think you're actually good people!"

"T-that so?" Ban asked, looking away from Yumi.

"Y-yeah... K-katsu-chan... I-if you don't mind me asking..." With a deep blush on her face, Yumi gathered the courage to ask the question. "I-is there someone you-"

Just then, the flagpole that held the school's flag snapped in two because of the blowing of the wind and began falling towards Yumi.

"Eh?" Yumi looked back.

"Y-YUMI, LOOK OUT!" Ban yelled from the top of his lungs, pulling the younger girl into his arms and becoming a shield that took the hit for her.

'O-oh no, what am I doing...' Yumi's face became even redder, but she didn't try to leave his arms.

'Oh god, you're not escaping this one Katsuhito, everyone is gonna call you a massive loser after this one...' And it's not like Ban tried to hint her at leaving his arms either.

And then, the wind stopped blowing.