Chapter 279 - Alexander Gaider In Russia (1/2)

”Hey what do you kids think you are doing?” Rukia walked into the alleyway while wearing her Kendo uniform with a Kendo stick in her hand.

”Oh shit, it's teacher Busujima, Run” whispered one of the grunts, quickly running away.

Daimonji tried to do the same, only for Rukia to push her Kendo stick between his legs making him fall on the ground with his face eating the dirt.

”Ara ara looks like I caught you again Daimonji-Kun! You remembered what I said the last time right?” Rukia asked

”Yes, you said you will make sure to use this overflowing energy of mine in the right place, after which I will forget about bullying anyone ever again,” replied Daimonji as he crawled backward while laying down on the ground not even trying to retaliate against this beautiful teacher.

”Good, now get back to class. Lunch will be ending soon. I will come for you when it's time for club practices” said Rukia.

Daimonji nodded her head then immediately scampered away.

”That wasn't necessary” stated Tirawit with a bored look.

”Perhaps not, but even if you are part of Satsujinken and under YAMI, I can't let you bully the children now can I. They need to m.a.t.u.r.e a bit more before they can understand what they shouldn't do” replied Rukia.

”When did I bully your students?” asked Tirawit.

”Oh, come-on you and I both know where the things would have headed if I didn't interfere. And I prefer my students not to be harmed by anyone else but me.” said Rukia as she winked at Tirawit, ”Now then lunch is ending soon and I have my class next so I would prefer if you don't cause any trouble for me”

While waving her hand Rukia walked away from the alleyway, leaving Tirawit alone.

”Fine, I had better things to do” mumbled Tirawit as he walked away, intent on heading to the library to see if they had a book on a specific subject. He could always subjugate the idiots some other time.

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There is a tall, muscular man who has long wavy light-colored hair down to his shoulders and has strangely colored dark eyes. Wearing a dark military-themed suit with dark dress pants, white dress shoes, and a pair of white gloves. Walking towards a highly guarded hotel.

The guards checked the man for any possession of metal on him, but when found nothing they let the man enter the hotel.

Inside the hotel at one of the meeting halls on the 4th floor, a small gathering was going among the Russian military.

”Colonel, about YAMI...” a man dressed in neat grey colored suit and tie spoke while looking towards the overweight man who was wearing a brown colored suit with a glass of Champaign in his hand.

”YAMI is an Ancient rumor are you saying we should give them money?” said the overweight Colonel, ”They are referring to arms as primitive weapons, and believe they can take over the world with b.a.r.e fists! This is ridiculous”