Author's Notes: Here's a thought, everybody likes the sports festival, so why don't we see more large group Esper battles? One reason is because they're students, not soldiers. But that can't be right, students fight each other all the time, right?
Food Fight
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Lunch.
The only real peace that the students of a Certain High School can enjoy during the school week. Where friends congregate to share stories about their weekend, Teachers go for their smoke breaks while gossiping about their students behind their backs-
"But more importantly Kami-yan, it's a time where the protagonist meet the heroine on rooftops for their love meal! Lunch time is a vital flag raising event!"
That would be Aogami.
"Nya, it's more like a bridging event to tie in to a later flag scene! Imagine as you walk down the corridor minding your business when school idol-chan suddenly asked you to meet her after school. Anything can happen from there! Don't you agree Kami-yan?"
Tsuchimikado suddenly asked him.
"I thought it was always 'Imouto-chan' with you?"
"It is, the school idol just happens to be your little sister as well." Tsuchimikado slyly covering his tracks.
"Oh? Must be hard for your overachieving sister to look after a brother like you."
Outside the cafeteria stood a large crowd, flashes of light and thundering noises were coming from within.
"What's going on?" Touma questioned a bystander.
The student shook his head.
"Food Fight."
The Trios gulped.
At any other school, a Food Fight in the cafeteria during lunch time would fall under the category of 'Serious Annoyance', but for a school filled with Espers capable of wielding the elements, a Food Fight at A Certain High school is nothing short of a small scale civil war. In fact the disciplinary council have set aside a sizable budget for riot-grade equipment and training for their members in the event that such an incident would break out.
Which seems to be relatively frequent, even after losing his memories, Kamijou Touma had experience three Food Fights in his school life.
This would be his fourth.
"The Student Council are calling it a [Code Blue], so we know it's a big one. Riot Force 1 to 6 have been mobilized, if they do not have the situation contained with twenty minutes, the Teachers would consent the use of CS gas before they themselves step in to contain it."
Most of the Teachers double as Anti-Skill members with SWAT background training and have enough experience in subduing the majority Esper students.
"I wonder what started the food fight?" Touma pondered out loud.
"DOES IT MATTER?" Tsuchimikado and Aogami roared. "They're using our lunch as ammunition!"
The truth of the matter is, the three of them are completely broke. For Touma, Index had consumed the better part of this week's food supply. For Tsuchimikado, Maika is away at some elite maid camp training. For Aogami-
...Actually, nobody knows anything about Aogami.
For those less fortunate people without any bento or couldn't afford to buy the more expense meals, they're left only with the option of buying bread and there's a very special bread sold in this canteen, the Students calls it the 'Omelet Bread'. Which is basically a Yakisoba Bread wrapped up in an omelet and the sauce is a closely guarded secret.
It's the cheapest best thing they could have.
"Kami-yan! The Code Blue was issued nearly eighteen minutes ago! We have less than two minutes before they gas the whole place!"
"I'm starting to think this meal isn't worth it!" Touma groaned loudly.
The three of them kicked open the door and was greeted with a bowl of flaming hot udon flying towards them.
Literally, it was on fire.
"AHHHHHH!" As they duck at the very last second.
Like a scene out of a war movie, there were motionless bodies, rice and noodles everywhere.
DONG KAKAKA! They're surrounded by some weird sound effects. This sound is caused by the aftershocks caused by the powers of the espers colliding with each other, which in turn causes the air to vibrate.
Seeing such an intense atmosphere, Touma exclaimed.
"What's with this intense setting! The canteen is transformed into an actual battleground?"
The telekinetic users flung chairs and utensils at each other at speeds of a professional baseball pitch, while others reinforce the structure of tables to be used as shields. The water espers conjured up scathing hot soup from the Ramen bowls to be used as projectiles while their Ice counterparts rained ice cubes down on their enemies. Telepaths relay enemy information to individual troops on the front lines. In the corner of one group, Touma could see a bunch of wind espers consolidating the pepper from the shakers into one massive black ball of doom, while a team of fire espers kept a steady hot temperature on their 'ammunition' as well as creating smoke screens to cover troop movement.
"If only they could actually work together like this all the time..."
"Kami-yan! There's no time to hesitate!"
"He's right! At this rate the omelet bread would be used as cannonballs!"
"I KNOW THAT! But what can I do? Don't tell me you want me to ran across that death valley- Oh shit...Guys? NO! I said NO!"
Aogami and Tsuchimikado looked at each other then nodded at the same time. They kicked Touma into the middle of the food fight before slamming the double doors shut behind them.
"ARGHH! YOU BASTARDS!"
Now that it's come down to this... Kamijou Touma was overwhelmed by several desires at that moment, and a fair share of them were killing intents directed at his two backstabbing friends. But mostly it was the shot of adrenaline as he narrowly dodged a barrage of fried Ebi being shot from a psychic machine gun coming from both sides. Then a black jet of unknown liquid came streaming towards him like an rocket, Touma instinctively blocked with his right hand. He felt a chill from the ice cold drink as the psychic energy controlling it dissipate and the liquid splash on the ground. The Water Esper responsible for that attack had an incredulous look on his face before a flying tray smashed right into it, knocking him out of the fight.
Although the hit damage is a lot less as compared to people like Railgun and Accelerator…scary things are still scary. Touma certainly wouldn't want to get hit by anything thrown by an esper.
Split in the middle of the room were members of the disciplinary and moral student council geared in light body armor and wielding polycarbonate shields as they try to subdue the students. They are supported by the more combat oriented Judgment members. As much as they tried, it doesn't seem like they could hold off the strangely determined force of trouble makers, it's only a matter of time before the Teachers step in.
And once again caught in the middle of another conflict is the spiky-haired boy, who just wants to have a peaceful meal before class starts.
Dashing through the mapo tofu attack and the curry rice bombardment, Touma make a beeline through the battlefield to reach the bread store on the other side of this culinary mayhem. Kamijo Touma clenches his right fist…And charges right into an enemy's base. With his current speed, he would have no problem crossing the distance in ten seconds flat. Kamijou, who's roaring, raises his right hand in front of him. On first glance, it looks like a silly act but his hand acts as a shield to negate the meat bun projectiles that had been fired in his direction. There were several close encounters where he had to slide and roll to avoid being crushed by falling furniture's. He leap over the table barricades and had taken the defenders by surprise.
They never expected anyone to be crazy enough to run towards them, the equivalent would be a scout charging recklessly into a machine gun nest.
With no time to waste, Touma ignores the small fries as they were not his objective, he needs to get to the bread vending machine. He could hear the students yelling behind him for back-up.
Three steps left. The distance between them is about to become zero.
There was boy looking surprised standing in front of the machine, Touma doesn't know if he's the leader of this 'camp', but anyone intending to use his lunch as a weapon must be taken out.
Even if he's completely take off guard, the boy fires his yakisoba bread without any hesitation.
"Take this—!"
Before he finished speaking, Kamijou's right fist has already punched away the front of the projectile. The destroyed bread fell to the ground lifelessly.
While still shocked, Kamijou takes another step forward. Two more steps left. The boy finds himself in a situation where he is unable to understand what's going on. The enemy is in front of her, yet he doesn't know what to do.
Touma on the other hand, did not hesitant as he knows what he must do.
Gathering all the strength and speed of his body into his right fist, Touma aims for the centre of the face. The shock from the impact reverberates from his tightly-clenched fist to his wrist, hand, and shoulder.
The same fist that had sent countless Espers and magicians sailing through the air, was far too much for a common student to handle as he crashes into the pile of bread from the force of the impact. Touma jumped into the air and caught one.
Waving the omelette bread in his hand, Kamijou Touma was overcome with ecstasy.
"YES! I DID IT-!"
BOOM!
Unfortunately, at the height of his celebration, several tactical CS riot control gas canisters were lobed into the room.
It didn't take long after that for the Anti-Skill teachers to storm the place to 'subdue' everyone.
Including one Kamijou Touma who now have to serve double detention.
Chapter Three hints:
1. Challengers
2. Student Dorm
3. That Idiot
