Nars: Wow, I took a nap and woke up to several favourites and follows? Thank you all!

Word Count: 623

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners—Rumiko Takahashi and One.


Kagome really couldn't believe that this was happening to her. Not only were her house slippers covered in wet worm parts, but there was currently a robot grilling her with questions she couldn't even answer.

He–she assumed it was a he judging by that very masculine hairstyle–lost her somewhere around the part where he began to rattle off her specifications, all of which she'd never cared to know. According to him, her stamina was deplorable but he still measured her as a B-class hero.

"Hey, hold on a sec." She interrupted, finally deciding to make her confusion known. "What do you mean B-Class?"

"Are you in fact on the A-class registry?" His eyes defocused, scanning something that she couldn't see. "I do not see your identity. What is your Registry Number?"

"I'm not on the—"

"You have respectable strength for someone so young," He said, continuing to speak without being prompted to. "and short."

"What–? Hey, who are you calling short?!" snarled Kagome.

He scrutinized her, then said plainly, "Your height is below average."

She couldn't grasp for the life of her why a... a... toaster was giving her hell. "Look, buddy, I'm not some hero, I was just trying to—"

"In order to become strong enough, I must follow in Sensei's footsteps." He interjected calmly, not minding at all that he kept stopping her mid-sentence. She hadn't the slightest clue who this sensei was and she didn't really want to. "Therefore, I must learn all possible methods of strength. What modifications were done to your arrows?"

"Er..." She glanced at her ruined slippers warily, "They're just ordinary arrows."

"Not possible." said the robot. "Arrows register a force of 30-50 lbs when reaching a target. One would require at least 120 lbs of force to pierce the epidermal layer of the Aurapest. Coupled with the estimated trajectory, I find it hard to believe they were simply bamboo arrows."

She was tempted to let him know that she was failing physics and had no intention of deciphering what he'd just said, but instead decided to just get him out of her hair. "So you want me to tell you my secret?"

"Yes." He said, eyes glinting triumphantly.

Kagome smiled. "Come back on Tuesday."

"In three days?" The robot clarified, receiving a nod of confirmation from her. "As you wish. I will return with a readiness to learn."

"Mhm, you do that." She watched him dash off to god knows where and then let her smile drop. She didn't even want to know who that one was. Kagome trudged back to her house, dragging her feet with a sudden desire to never look at a toaster ever again.

"The weirdest thing happened, nee-chan..." remarked Souta, "They just lifted the threat."

"Oh yeah?" She said absentmindedly, rummaging through the fridge for something to drink. "Sounds great."

"Yeah, guess the Aurapest must've been defeated by a really strong hero!"

Kagome choked on air, banging her head on the top of the fridge. She cursed loudly, rubbing the offending spot with a scowl.

"Are you okay in there, Kagome?" Her mother asked, shuffling into the kitchen with her brows furrowed.

"I'm fine." She said, rubbing the lump on her forehead. "We're out of milk. I'm going to go get some at the supermarket."

"Be careful, the threat might still be out there."

"Mmm... I'll take my chances." She said, laughing sheepishly, "Uh, you might not want to go into the storeroom."

Leaving that cryptic thought in the air, she changed her shoes (mourning the loss of her slippers) and set out for the supermarket.

That robot could suck it. She was going to be back in that well by Monday and there was nothing he could do about it.


Nars: Side note, kinpatsu means blond as in Genos' fakeass hair. Review :^)