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Oh, good! Zima, Leto, over here!

Quick! No lollygagging!

What, you need me to beat someone up?

A fight? I'm in, I'm in!

No, listen to me—

I don't know what dimwit decided to flash the snacks in front of Dobermann, but I've got that, plus a bunch of the Infected kids in for introductory fitness extracurriculars! You take care of them for me, pretty please—

Ooh, Snack Network stuff!

You want me... to take care of kids?

I wrote everything down for you here—!

Pretty pretty please—I'll promise I'll make it up to you with a nice meal—!

Wow, Instructor Dur-nar runs fast. Is she a Kuranta?

Why ask us to look after some kids?

Wait... yeah, why us? Do we look like babysitters?

And it's teaching a bunch of little ones who just got to Rhodes? Uhh...

Agh. Pain in my ass.

Pssh... it's just for a day. We'll grit our teeth and bear it. Let's go.

Haha... yeah, uh...

All praise to the indomitable General Zima, the only woman for the job...

Huh? Where are you going?

I'll leave you some honey! Not like I'm teaching a bunch of kids, they're all yours now! Yeah? Cool, we're cool? You've got this—

Hey!

Kakovo khuya!

(Just the thought of teaching a class gives me a headache.)

(Oh... sounds pretty chill?)

(Okay, lucky me.)

Hey, hey, hey, look over here, I'm giving the orders!

You thought you could act the big boy here? I beat you in one hit! But you're alright, you're goon #1 from today! And you're #2, and you're #3!

This is my turf now!

Hey, new girl! You came in last, so you're the last of the goons!

I'm the boss now, you hear? That's what you're calling me!

(Uh-huh? She beat all these kids into submission. She's pretty solid.)

(Wait, no, I've gotta turn that part of my brain off. This is my class to manage.)

Who died and made this scrawny brat king, huh?

(Maybe she'll behave if I beat her up?)

(Ugh, I can't do that. I'm an educator now.)

Hey, listen up, little punks! Your instructor's kind of tied up, so I'm filling in for today. Shape up!

Memo... here we go. Hey, you, with the mouth, get down from the bunker! I don't wanna hear you crying when you fall off, I'm no medic.

You don't talk to your boss like that, you goon! Cry, my butt! As if I'd ever fall off!

Yeah! Yeah!

(Argh. Hold it in. Don't hit her. Don't hit her.)

'Make sure they stay safe while you teach them the names of the machines and how to use them. You can also let them try training with them. But it's all about safety first!'

(Seriously, Dur-nar writes like her pen's trying to get away.)

Hey, get over here. Instructor Dur-nar left you some homework... Why are you standing around up there?

Pain in the... Listen to me, okay? Get down!

No! I'm the only one allowed up here, because I'm the boss!

Yeah, yeah!

(I'm this close to going up there and slamming her face onto the deck!)

The instructor asked me to help watch you guys. You can't be up there, it's dangerous! Get down, now!

Hmph, who cares?

I said, get down!

You're my goon, I don't listen to you! I'm your boss! You should be listening to me!

She's the boss! Do what she says!

Huh? You think I'm gonna do what you say? Do I seriously have to beat you up?

You can't beat me~ I'll use my Arts on you! I don't see any rocks on you, so you can't use Arts~

(Argh, this kid! How am I supposed to fight the urge to slug her?! Ugh, I oughta drag Leto back here and make her suffer—)

And I'm really strong! I don't need you to look after me! I want the Instructor!

Yeah, and your instructor told me to watch you!

You're my goon, I don't need you!

(The harder I push her, the more obnoxious she gets?)

(Wish Rosa was here. I can't do goody-two-shoes model student like she can. If that girl doesn't behave, the rest of these brats won't either...)

(This is never gonna end... I need to get her under control.)

You're strong, huh? I don't think so. If your instructor called me in, then I'm stronger than you, and that makes me the boss.

Don't try to lie to us! I'm the boss!

Not if I don't listen to you. What do you say we have a little contest?

Contest! Contest!

If you lose, you have to do whatever I say. If you win, I'll be your goon!

You're my goon anyway. I don't need to do any contests.

Oh, right, I'm already your goon, I... huh?

(Did I just get duped? Ugh! This sucks!)

If you don't accept my challenge, you're a coward, the lowest goon ever. You're just scared you'll lose. You're not fit to be the boss!

Huh?

I'm the boss, you're just a goon! Let's do it, we'll have a contest!

What are you good at?!

Knucklebones! I'm the super-duper-best at knucklebones!

I'll show you who's the boss!

Yeah, sure, we're on.

Fight! Fight!

I'm gonna show you what a real boss looks like, you're just a wannabe!

(I've played knucklebones a billion times. This punk's never gonna beat me...)

Alright, my turn!

(Grab, toss, catch... flip, then catch, then toss, one, two, three, one...)

Done.

Hmph! Anyone can do the first round.

Alright, second round then~

(Toss, catch two, toss, grab one catch one, toss, then catch...)

Drop, drop, drop!

(Like I would! Is this girl for real...? Oh?)

(One, two, three, one... cool, cool, round 2 done.)

Okay, round 3. Toss, grab, two, three, one...

Drop! Drop! C'mon, drop!!

Read 'em and weep~ Check it out, I'm going for the last round now.

Hmph, anyone could do that~ Like me!

(Phew—okay, stay cool.)

(Alright, go! Grab seven, toss! Catch, toss four, then grab, then toss, catch, three, two, one, done!)

Here goes the last move, kid~

(Eight, flip, catch!)

You dropped two you dropped two!

Two drops! Two drops!

Oh, man, lost it there. Pretty decent showing, though.

Your turn. C'mon, punk, show me how you knucklebone.