More fool he, then. She tucked the wand once held by Gosetsu's playmate in her obi, and snapped her fan at the one who chose to be spokesman.

"And I do not recall there being allowances for brawling in the halls. I do believe the Headmaster would have appraised me of such." Yotsuyu might only be a student teacher, and thus unrecognizable unless one took her class, but she had both the attitude and the arrogance to at least attempt to cow the young fools.

As she spoke, she fluttered her fan--it did serve to distract the eye so very nicely, but she also employed it as her focus. If they did not notice her casting Modification, more fool they. She gave a glance to the young man they had been tormenting.

"Are these children bothering you?"