Izzy sighs and shakes her head. “As for the flavor, vanilla does have its virtues, but I just thought you would be a bit more adventurous, I mean, especially with the chocolate you made. But I guess I’m learning a lot about you today!” she says cheerily.
Sharpner nods along, Izzy’s words zooming over the baseball player's head. “Well, good luck finding it. The sooner you do, the sooner Videl and I can… Actually, taking that back, I need to bounce way-hay-hay before Videl gets out of here, gotta figure something out, quick!”
Peppa nods at that, uneasily. She needed to come up with something too.
Izumi whispers to Peppa, “Don’t worry, we’ll find it.”
Peppa nods at that, thankful.
“But, if we don’t… cuz someone ate it,” Izumi reasons, cheekily, “maybe that means you have a Secret Admirer~!”
Peppa’s last nerve snaps at that, and she shoves her cousin on the arm. “Give it a rest, will ya!” Really, there’s a limit to how far you can take a joke! “Okay, you can head out Sharpner. Next!”
The next student opens the curtain, but Sharpner hasn’t left yet. “…the fuck?”
“Huh?” Peppa grunts.
Sharpner looks at Izumi with concern, and asks, “Are you okay?”
Peppa follows his gaze, and sees some red on Izumi’s sleeve.
https://youtu.be/Z6CYek7MrtwHuh, had Izumi spilled a drink just now? Wait, the spot is growing. How’s it doing that?
“Hey Izumi, what’s that red stuff?” Peppa asks, looking at her cousin for answers.
<span class="mu-s">Izumi’s skin has gone pale, her posture is rigid, and she’s staring off into the distance.</span>
Peppa snaps her fingers in front of her cousin. “Izumi?”
<span class="mu-s">Izumi winces at the mention of her name,</span> but she finally looks down at her sleeve. “Oh. Sorry.”
Peppa sniffs the red spot. It smells like iron. “Huh, that smells like… and looks like… it’s blood.” She asks her cousin, “Why are you bleeding?”
Izumi responds with a small, “I’m sorry.”
Peppa tilts her head in confusion. She blinks a few times, then it registers with her that this is not, in fact, okay. She rises from her seat and asks, “Izumi, what’s-”
<span class="mu-s">Izumi flinches away from Peppa, and covers the bleeding spot with a hand.</span> “I’m sorry!”
The line of remaining classmates breaks out into whispers.
“Peppa did what?” her brother asks Erasa, and hops up into the air to get a better view. “Izzy?!?”
Peppa reaches over to her cousin to comfort her, but a metal bar pressing against her chest prevents her from doing so. A baseball bat. She looks over her shoulder at the one responsible. “Sharpner?”
He glares at her. “Peppa.”
“Get out of the way, please.”
“Hmm, nope.”
Peppa moves the bat away, but Sharpner insistently bars her path again. She chops the bat in half… and hurts her hand in the attempt. “Ow,” she hisses as she waves the pain away.