After a few moments of waiting, a man walked out of the vice principal's office and left. The head secretary gave Ebisu a nod and told him he could go in now. With a light knock at the door, he was given entrance and took his seat in a chair across Gwendel's desk. "Well," the VP started, "better late than never, Mr. Glacies."<br/><br/>"Sorry," Ebisu laughed, rubbing the back of his head. "My plane was running a bit behind schedule."<br/><br/>"Don't worry about it," Gwendel said, threading his fingers and setting his chin on them. "So, anything interesting to report? I've been getting some complaints about the Church recently, have they been causing any problems in your area?"<br/><br/>"Hmm.." Ebisu put his hand to his chin as he thought, his smile never laxing, even a little. "Well things with the demons have been as calm as ever. But now that you mention it, I had to fight a couple of humans just a little while ago. I don't know if they're part of this "Church", but they seemed like they really wanted to get in my way."<br/><br/>"So what did you do to them?" Gwendel asked, curiously. He too was smiling, as always, though his was gentle and optional.<br/><br/>"Well I couldn't just kill them. I'm a Demon Hunter, not a murderer. I just gave the two a good whack upside the head and dropped them off at the nearest police station. I'm not sure how they're doing now though."<br/><br/>-----------------<br/><br/>As expected, Ijemaru was late getting to his first period teaching class. They'd hardly given him much warning. By the time he arrived and threw open the door, it seemed like his class had assumed no teacher was coming. They were sitting on desks, throwing paper airplanes, listening to music and chatting with each other. Some of the kids glanced at him as he walked in, but they probably just assumed he was another student because they went back to whatever it was they'd been doing.<br/><br/>With a slight frown, the Elite hunter made his way to the teacher's desk and stood behind it, then rang a bell a few times until everyone quieted down and was looking at him. "Everyone to your seats, now." he said dangerously. It was probably more the intimidation factor than anything, but the students did as they were told.<br/><br/>"My name is Ijemaru Hisuka," he started. "I'll be teaching your Demonic Studies class. Despite how I must look to you, I've already graduated from this academy. And I'll ask that you refer to me as "Mr. Hisuka"; I'm your teacher, not your friend. Also, from now on, anyone not in their seats when the bell rings is late and will receive an after-school detention-- whether I'm in the room yet or not. Now then, I'll call attendance."