"Oh [i]fuck.[/i] Not this asshole," Kiri exclaimed in a voice that was half-joking, half-exasperation. While it was true that James was probably the [i]only[/i] person in the world he could call his friend - because there was no way that the two-faced ball of resentment beside him could be called a 'true friend' - the irony regarding a Witch teaching a class on how to kill Witches was not lost on him. Nor was the danger of it. The Japanese teen leaned forward on his desk and put his hand to his face, resisting the urge to slam it on the desk proper.

Now he [i]really[/i] wanted to get this class over with.