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-Was the headmaster serious about challenging people to single combat? You guys really still do that?
-How else would we settle our differences?
-I don't know. Talking?

Bad. Do it again.
Still bad. Do it again. Listen. Do it right or I'll gut you, you disgrace. What do you mean you don't understand? What's to understand? Just do it right.

You know how many different schools I've gone to? Like twelve. And you know what? This is the worst first day of school I've ever had. Ever.

A life of dangerous adventures might seem worth it now, when you are young and seemingly invincible, but one day, you will have children, and you will not want that life for them.

And for the moment, Misaki let herself be thankful for the thing she was. After all, a lady wouldn’t have been able to slice a man’s legs out from under him and then plunge a blade into his mouth when he opened it to scream. A mother wouldn’t have been able to cut a young woman’s head from her shoulders. A human being wouldn’t have been able to turn from their dismembered corpses without a single pang of guilt.
Thank the Gods she was a monster.

There was no way you could have understood. You can't until it's you.