Transmigrated With A Resolution System

"Not you too!" Lumina frowned at the haggard state Nix was in, the moment he showed up at the door.

Nix looked around, nothing seemed out of the ordinary, causing him to force a smile on his lips.

"I'm glad." He mumbled, staggering forward.

"Woah! Easy." Lank sprinted towards his side to hold him up.

"You encountered trouble didn't you?" Lank whispered into Nix's ears.

With a nod, he gave a slight chuckle at Lank's words.

Assisting him to an empty bed, Lank took a step back to allow Lumina some privacy with him.

"Lumina how about you create one of those electric field thingniys."

Lumina looked over her shoulder and gave a raise of her brows to his suggestion.

Raising his hand in surrender, he tried to clarify what he had just said. "What I meant to say, was you should cover you both so you can say one of those cheesy lines to one ano–yikes!"

He jumped and dodged one of her lightning strikes aimed at him.

"Did you just try to zap me?" He questioned with a pout, blinking his eyes like an innocent child requesting a favor.

Disgusted by his pestering, she went along with his suggestion.

A tiny branch of chain-like electricity buzzed and engulfed Nix and Lumina in its field.

Lowering the intensity of the field, so she could brief Lank on the dangers of getting close to what she had created.

"Any mistake on touching this if your rank is lower than mine–which it is, would charge your whole body and I assure you, it's not in the right ways." She explained, her eyes trailing down to his crotch.

Lank felt self-conscious just by that stare and subconsciously, his hands covered his crotch.

"You know how to maintain an upbuilding conversation." Lank sarcastically responded and chuckled, covering up his uncomfortableness.

Rolling her eyes to his words and turned her attention back to Nix, increasing the intensity to its max, blocking out any sound or disturbance.

"Call me when you both need something, beautiful devil!" He teased, knowing she couldn't have heard what he said, pulling the curtain.

Turning his attention towards the bed on the other side of the infirmary. Taking his time to get close to the person he had in mind.

His claws protruded, a wicked smile on his lips as he stared down at Mr. Gaviel.

"I know you're not asleep nor unconscious." He said in a hushed whisper.

No response...

'You want to play this game, huh?' He thought with a smirk.

He had wanted to apply this method for a while, all he was considering was Mr. Gaviel spilling what he didn't want Lumina knowing in her moment of weakness.

If she knew Fae was carried in, injured, she would blow a fuse; one that would be shared by many. Until he could understand what was going on, it was best to keep Lumina in the dark.

"Mr. Gaviel, you are one of my favorite teachers," he looked at his claws and then back at Mr. Gaviel who was trying his hardest to still his body.

Lank's ears readily picked the thumping sound of Mr. Gaviel's racing heart.

"Would you like for that statement to be in the form of a past tense, Sir?" He leaned forward, grazing on Mr. Gaviel's face ever so lightly.

His grin revealed his long canine as his red eyes glowed. There was one thing he had enjoyed while he bullied others, the joy he had derived while establishing the territory over all he trampled on came rushing back tenfold.

Given it was a teacher who was as helpless as the other weak students, his adrenaline pumped.

'Thank your lucky stars I'm merely trying to calm my tendencies because of Nix.'

His thoughts trailed to different scenarios of what Nix could do to him if he was caught bullying others.

Shivering at that thought, he shook his head to rid of those thoughts off his head. He deemed what he was doing, right in his eyes. All he needed was answers, only then would blood not be drawn.

Mr. Gaviel stirred and turned his sleeping position so he could face the other way and away from Lank's hard glare.

'Are you f*cking kidding me? Am I a joke to you?!' He let out a low growl.

"Mr. Gaviel do you know what could happen to you if she knows Fae was in your arms all bloody? I might as well bring that up and add that you buried her before I could get back with them and pretended to be unconscious to hide your tracks." He threatened.

'He wouldn't dare!' Mr. Gaviel said in his thoughts, not bothering to concern himself with what Lank was saying.

Deactivating his ability, he let out a sigh and looked above and stared at the white ceiling for a while. Wiping his hand down his face, he nodded to the fate Mr. Gaviel had chosen.

"Oooo! I like a good dare." Lank rubbed his palms, nodding his head, he was about to walk by and carry out what he had intended to do.

Lank had reasoned, that if he put it the way he had practiced in his head and explained, taking it as the only resort left if he was caught in a tight situation, the blame would fall hard on Mr. Gaviel.

'You're so screwed, Sir!' He smiled at the thought.

"Wait!"

He heard a whisper come from Mr. Gaviel.

His lips curved into a smirk as he turned around to listen to what Mr. Gaviel had to say.

"My word!" He exclaimed, feigning ignorance to his obvious pretense. "You're finally awake, it's a miracle!" He exaggerated with a heavy accent.

Mr. Gaviel let out a sigh, looking to the left and right, confirming there were no prying eyes on him except those of Lank, at the moment.

"Cut the act!" Mr. Gaviel warned, irritated by Luka ruining his well-thought-out plan. "What do you want to know? If it's within my capacity I would respond accordingly."