"Ufufu." – Saying out loud.
"Ufufu." – Thought.
[Ufufu] – Sacred Gear.
[Ufufu] – Ddraig/Albion/Beast speaking.

Midnight II: The Bathroom Incident
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"Agh! Run, run, run!" a guy with a clean-shaven head yelled out.

"Shit, shit!" a second guy, this one wearing glasses, panted.

"Dammit you guys, wait for me!" the third, and final guy, this one having outrageous brown hair, said as he tried to keep up with the two.

Their names, in order, are Matsuda, Motohama, and Issei – the Perverted Trio. They were currently running away from the girl's Kendo club, as they swung wooden bokken at them, trying to hit them. The two, having noticed the girls approach, had left Issei behind, but a few moments later, realizing that his two best friends had ditched him, Issei had ran after them – with the girls hot on his trail.

Unfortunately for Issei, he somehow managed to trip on a rock, letting the girls following after him to catch up, and to smack him with their bokken. Issei yelled out in pain, but that was simply the risks in his line of duty.

The risks of peeping.

If you asked Issei, "why do you peep" he would definitely respond with "because I can".

But, unluckily enough, this type of answer would not fly with the girls and would only earn him more smacks and insults than congratulations and praise. Such was his fate.

Once the girls finished their beatings on this poor man, they then returned to their duties and left the hopeless pervert there on the ground, as they return back to their dojo. Either practicing their Kendo or preparing to leave for home – it only depends on the time. Currently, it was the lunch break, so they were only holding a light spar to exercise after eating, which was when the three came to peep on them changing.

Frankly, the police should've been called a long time ago, but perhaps that was simply his luck at work.

"Ugh, that hurts dammit…" Crying out from the pain, Issei moaned whilst laying on the ground. His back pressed against the ground, he closed his eyes. His hair was disheveled and bruises would undoubtedly form on his body by the time he wakes up next morning. However, even knowing about these risks, Issei would still peep. He lives for boobs. He is a massive pervert, without peer. "One day, I swear… I'll be the Harem King! Just not today…" With hardly any time having pass after his declaration, a new voice sounded out from behind him, close enough that it actually freaked him out, not that he'd admit it.

"Hahaha!" Said voice laughed at him. Opening his eyes, he prepared to yell at whoever laughed at his dream, but his words failed him, as he saw something… white.

'Panties!' Issei thought to himself, saving the sight into his neural hard disk, aka, his brain. He could only blush and stare at the extremely great sight. Perhaps his luck was turning up? However, the thought of this person insulting his dream eventually revealed itself within his brain, and he sat up, turning around to face this mysterious girl.

"Wait, what'd you say about my dream!?"

Before his eyes, was a girl, squatting down, with her legs spread slightly apart with her knees touching, which revealed a slight glimpse of her white undergarments. She wore the standard Kuoh girls uniform, though without the cape and corset. She had long black hair with red highlights, that was tied up into two short twin-tails, with the rest falling down her back and slightly tanned skin. Two golden globes stared back at him, with a small smile adorning her face. She… was a beauty.

"Nothing, nothing!" The girl waved off easily, her grin widening. "I just laughed a bit; that's all."

"That! That right there! Don't just laugh at others' dreams! 'specially mine!" Irritated, Issei could only spit those words out. Her panties were still visible, so he was trying his hardest not to look down. But try as he might, he still looked every few seconds with a lecherous smile on his face and a blush spreading across his cheeks.

"Oh, but it's still a wonderful dream!"

"Huh!?" Her words completely froze Issei. To everybody who he had shared this dream with… minus Matsuda and Motohama… they simply shook their heads and told him to stop being an idiot. But this girl, this strange girl with white panties… understood him?

Holding her right hand up to her cheek, she looked slightly over to her left. Her eyes glazed over, her face flushed, she smiled brightly, stirring something up within Issei. "To be surrounded by what you love… what else could you ever possibly wish for?" Of course, Issei immediately misunderstood. To the strange girl, what she defined as "love" was completely different than what Issei defined as love. However, all that Issei cared about, was that she understood! She understood his dream to have girls surrounding him, with large breasts, small breasts, medium breasts! All the breasts!

"You…" With his shoulders shaking, he looked down. This caught the girl's attention, as she turned her head back to the seemingly forlorn boy. Staring down at him with confusion writ on her face, she waited for him to continue. "You… You…" Suddenly shooting his head up, shocking the girl slightly due to the large blush on his face and a bright smile, he grasped her hands within his. "You get me! To understand this magnificent dream… We could only be friends, right!?"

To his words, which were delivered with such confidence as to sway an entire crowd… the girl could only stare back at him with confusion. Blinking her eyes, she slowly started to grin once more.

"Of course! To those who understand the same dream, what else could we be, but friends?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Issei nodded as hard as he could – at the same time, catching a quick look at her undergarments in the process – his smile only growing as he nodded.

"Issei! There you are." A familiar voice sounded from behind him, causing him to freeze up. Interrupting his magnificent conversation…

"Sorry we ditched ya, but as they say…"

"You don't have to be the fastest; you just have to outrun the slowest."

Were the damn bastards that left him to take a beating from the girl's Kendo club!

"Damn you Matsuda, Motohama! How dare you leave me behind!" Issei rounded on his two friends. To Matsuda who was scratching the back of his head with a smile, and to Motohama who was repositioning his glasses – he only had his frustration when it came to these two.

"Anyway Issei, who is this… charming and beautiful… young woman?" Matsuda, pushing Issei to the side, stared longingly into the golden eyes of the girl, who was still squatting. His eyes may have strayed south of the golden globes a few times, but as she seemed to not notice, he continued to do so. His face flushed from the sight; he smiled like a monkey in heat.

Motohama also seemed to share the same… eye problems and flush of his cheeks, though he tried to keep up a cool and calm composure.

"Eh, I don't know." Issei scratched the back of his head, slightly embarrassed. "I never asked her name."

"Issei, you fool!" Motohama slapped Issei. "Always get the name of such a girl… after all…" He grabbed Issei, pulling him closer. "How many times have a girl actually stopped to talk with us!?" He whispered to the brunette.

"R-right…" Turning his attention back to the tanned girl, he spoke out his question. "A-anyway, what is your name?"

"Hm?" Humming slightly, the girl closed her eyes, clearly in thought. Then, with such energy to even rival the Perverted Trio when they were watching their gentlemanly CDs, she sprung up, her skirt floating upwards slightly, letting the three catch a good look, she smiled widely, pumping her right fist skyward. "I'm Lachesis, though you can just call me Nemesis or Neme-chan!"

The three stared at her blankly. Motohama, who still held onto Issei's collar, Matsuda, who was still squatting in front of her… who could definitely see up her skirt, if the crane of his neck was any indication, and Issei himself, who could only question why her preferred name was so different from her actual name.

"Neme-chan?" He questions. The girl's eyes immediately locked onto the brunette. Her eyes were lit up with stars and her mouth was agape with surprise.

"You… actually called me by… that name?"

"Eh?" He couldn't exactly understand what was going on, but was she mad? But Issei, being the dense guy he was, was further from the truth than he thought.

"Yay!" The girl cried out in joy as she leapt at Issei, causing the boy to widen his eyes from surprise as her arms circled around his back. Motohama was unfortunately pushed out of the way, but nobody cares about him.

"You're the first person to call me by that name!" She very nearly cried from the joy she was experiencing, but she managed to hold it in. "Thank you!"

"O-of course?" Issei, still not understanding what exactly was happening, understood one thing: A girl was hugging him. His face flushed, he could only smile perversely and save the sensation of her… admittedly small chest… into his memory.

The hug was short lived, however. Grabbing the back of his collar, Motohama pulled Issei away from the girl, clearly angry. Issei clicked his tongue in frustration at being pulled away from such a sensation, but before he could even say anything, Matsuda punched Issei in the jaw, causing him to fall down to the ground. Motohama then repeatedly slammed the back of his foot onto his dear friend's back.

"Dammit Issei, stop showing off around us!"

"Dammit Issei, I wanted a hug too!"

"Y-you guys…" Issei could only cough out those words as his friends began to pummel him to oblivion.

The girl, now named as Lachesis, watched in fascination as the two beat up their friend.

"Is this… a form of love!?" She asked herself in a low voice, hand covering her mouth. The three friends did not hear her, though if they did, they would've denied everything. "Love between guys… looks so much fun~!" She sung quietly to herself. Clearing her throat, she decided to interrupt the loving before they killed Issei. "Any-way! What are your names?" She asked with a sweet voice, causing the three to stop in motion.

Issei, who tried to grab Motohama's shoe, Motohama, who was about to step on Issei again, and Matsuda, who was about to punch Issei while he was down – all froze and slowly turned to look at the girl, remembering that she was there and who actually wanted to know who they were! However, they hesitated. If she knew that they were the Perverted Trio… would she still talk with them!?

But alas, some risks were worth taking. Turning back to Lachesis, Motohama fixed his glass's position. "I am Motohama, my sweet Neme-chan!"

"Matsuda, Neme-chan!"

"I-Issei… Neme-chan…" Issei groaned from the ground.

"Oh, my… You all said it! Heheh, thank you!" Though the girl seemed as if she wasn't listening, she smiled in thanks with a small flush on her cheeks as her preferred name was said. The three perverts smiled at the girl, mentally giving each other high fives. She didn't recognize their names! That meant… they had found a female friend that they could tolerate! Things were looking up for them… for a few seconds, at the very least. "So, you three are the Perverted Trio I've heard so much about?" Lachesis spoke with a sneer and a laugh with her hand held in front of her mouth.

The three became shocked! Gasping out in surprise, they watched her as she laughed weirdly!

"Ufufu. I expected more from massive perverts! You can't even peep right!" she remarked, referencing how they were being chased by the girl's Kendo club mere minutes before.

"T-that's not true!" Motohama snapped. "I-I can check what the three sizes of a girl are instantly with but a glance!"

"Ooh? Then would you show me your power, pretty please?" Lachesis coaxed Motohama, who blinked from surprise.

"Y-you actually want me to use it on you? Could it be… you're actually as perverted as Kiryuu Aika!?"

"Mhm? What's this? Are you scared, perchance?" Coming closer to the glasses-wearing pervert, her body was inches apart from brushing against him. Bending slightly forward, she smiled up at him. Her hands interconnected behind her back, she narrowed her eyes slightly. "Can't do it? Too weak?" A strange feeling of terror ran through Motohama's body, causing his heart to beat erratically. The girl before him, staring up at him with her beautiful golden eyes, seemed darker somehow. He felt threatened just by her presence alone. It was as if… there was a black wolf with crimson red eyes standing behind her, growling at him.

However, before all of that… there was one thing he must do. Pushing back against the terror filling his heart, he stood tall. He gritted his teeth, forming fists. His body trembled but he stood his ground.

"M-Motohama, calm down!" Issei cautioned his perverted friend, but he was having none of that!

"Issei, no!" He hissed, turning his glare to Issei. "This is a challenge! A challenge to my perverseness! I cannot concede here!" 'Terrified or not, I simply cannot let her have her way! This… is a testament to my abilities as a man!'

"R-right…" Issei hesitatingly agreed, leaning away from the angry pervert.

"Yeah, yeah!" Matsuda encouraged with a shout. "Show her your power! Show her why you're called the 'Three Sizes Scouter'!"

"Of course, Matsuda! Now then, show me your… sizes!?" Motohama uncharacteristic shouts out, surprise evident on his face. A roll of sweat dropped down from his forehead, travelling further south his face.

"Ufufu. I knew it. You're too weak." The girl leaned back, her eyes closing, but her smile remained.

"Wh-what's this? I… can't get a read on your power level! Eh, I mean sizes!"

"What did you say!?" Issei blurted out, speechless.

"But how is that possible! You've never failed before, so why?" Matsuda sputtered, eyes wide in wonder.

Motohama was shocked. He couldn't say anything. His power… the power that he had discovered over the summer break before his first year at this school. The same power he trained every day, the power he was proud of! It… was useless on the girl before him. The numbers showed up, of course they did, he was powerful! But… they constantly changed, showing stats that shouldn't be possible! One minute, it was the believable B70-W55-H75, then it was the freakish B35-W75-H45! Something was wrong with his scouter… it was inconceivable! The girl before him… could hide her three sizes!

"Impossible!" Motohama could no longer process the information he was given, the numbers slurred together, he couldn't even read it any more. The girl before him… is too OP! He fell back, seemingly passing out, a pathetic smile on his face.

"MOTOHAMA!" Issei and Matsuda shouted together. They quickly moved to Motohama's side, looks of worry etched upon their faces. Matsuda picked up Motohama slightly by the side, trying to get a reaction out of his friend, and Issei watched on, close to tears. Motohama was unmoving.

"Hahahaha!" Lachesis merely laughed at what was happening. At this point, tears actually rolled down her face from the enjoyment she was getting out of seeing their misery! She clutched her stomach from the pains her laughter was causing, but she continued on. "This is too funny!"

Matsuda clenched his fist in despair and anger. "One day… I will avenge Motohama!"

"…I'm… still alive…" Motohama whispered near silently.

"Yeah, let's avenge our friend!" Issei promised alongside Matsuda.

"…Alive…" Motohama echoed, but it was not heard by the two idiots at his side.

"…Ha… You three are pretty funny; I'll have to talk to you more often!" The three froze, once again, at her words. She knew they were the Perverted Trio, and yet she still wanted to talk to them! Whether Motohama could get her three sizes didn't matter anymore! A girl actually wanted to hang out with them! This was a clear win in their books. Plus, it wasn't Kiryuu Aika! This was a celebration to all perverts, everywhere!

It was at that moment, that the school's bell decided to so rudely ring out loud, interrupting the perverted thoughts of the three perverts.

"Oh, well. That's the bell, so I guess I shall be going! See the three of you later!" Giving the three a short wave, Lachesis smiled warmly at them. They returned the wave with lecherous faces, as they watched the girl spin around and skip off, her panties in clear view with each hop she made.

"Hey, Issei." Motohama breathed.

"Yeah, Motohama?"

"Did we just get a female friend?"

"Mhm." Issei nodded.

"Then… perhaps getting a girlfriend isn't nonexistent after all!?" He yelled out, spurring the other two to also shout out their feelings.

"Yeah!" Issei and Matsuda shouted to the Heavens, as Motohama sported a large grin.

However, after several seconds of thinking, his grin fell.

"Hey… there are three of us, right?"

"Hm? Of course, Motohama! What are you saying?" Matsuda asked his dearly beloved friend.

"And there is one of her right?" He continued, making the other two confused at his odd questioning.

"Yeah, but… what's the point?" Issei asked his dearly beloved friend who wore glasses that couldn't possibly be about to say something mind-blowing.

"Then which one of us will date her?"

That broke the other two's hearts. The sound of glass breaking was heard… in their heads, of course. There were three of them and one of her. Only one of them could date her. Only one. When there were three. This, obviously, caused no problems for the three friends. They could simply share, or they could-

"Fuck that, she's mine!" Matsuda cried, grabbing Motohama by the collar and shoving him back down into the ground.

"Hell, to the no, she's mine!" Motohama pushed Matsudo to the side, causing the two to roll across the ground.

Issei tried in vain to diffuse the situation for further escalation. "C-come on guys, to the best man go the spoils, right?"

"Issei! Out of the three of us, you deserve her the least!" Motohama snapped.

"Go die in a fire, you damn perverted bastard!" Matsuda raged.

"…But… but what did I do!?" Issei questioned the Heavens, but he never received an answer.

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"Ufufu! You should've seen the looks on their faces, Koneko-chan!" I chuckled, a happy grin on my face. Koneko's face was passive; there was hardly any change in it. Though there was a slight smile on it. "The look that glasses guy, uhm, Motohama-chan made was just the best!" Koneko nodded along as I spoke.

"I see." She responded a moment later. My shoulders slumped slightly at her indifferent response.

"Boo! Your reactions to my stories are always like this." Grumpily, I crossed my arms with a pout. Every day, I would tell Koneko some story or another. Either from my last school, the other day, or from that very same day – I would tell her this before I left for home. I was unable to tell her anything yesterday, as I was sick that day, so I went out on a journey during school to find something funny to tell her! And yet, even when I approached Issei-chan and talked to him – she didn't laugh! She hardly even smiled! Though her small smile is pretty cute anyway… Picking a kuudere for your heroine is rough…

"I'm sorry." She apologized with a bow of her head.

"Ah…" I sighed, looking down. Unfolding my arms, I thought to myself. 'Was there anything I could tell her that'd make her laugh? Now that I think about it, didn't I hear that she likes rap? But I can't rap… then, I'll practice! I'm sure she'd like it!' Nodding along with my plan, I directed a sunshine-filled smile towards Koneko. Noticing, she looked over at me with a blank face.

"Though…" She started, looking away for a moment. Curious, I tilted my head slightly. When she looked back, there was a slight blush on her face. "I appreciate you telling me all these stories… they're sometimes interesting…"

With my gaze aimed at the normally stoic Koneko, I felt my chest nearly burst from happiness that she actually enjoyed them! Even though she barely smiled or laughed – she liked them!

"Oh, Koneko-chan!" I sang, jumping at the girl. She released a breath of surprise as my arms wrapped around her. She jumped a tad bit from the sudden hug, but I didn't let that stop me! Lifting a hand, I patted her head. "Thanks for being my bestest-friend!" I whispered into her ear.

"…Me too." She mumbled, causing me to hum from happiness.

Letting go of her a few moments ago, I leaned back against my desk. Humming, I thought up something good! "Hey, Koneko-chan. What do you say about coming over to-"

The door opened loudly, interrupting my words. "Is, uh, Lachesis-san here?" A voice called over towards the two of us – who were the only ones in the room. Turning my head towards the voice, a blank look on my face, I stared at who interrupted me.

"Yeah, that's me." I said with an empty voice.

The perpetrator was a girl; a classmate. She had auburn colored hair, that hung down to the small of her back. She wore the regular girls' outfit and black rimmed glasses. Her blue eyes were shining brightly. She was a bit cute.

"That's good, sensei told me to tell you that you had a letter from someone called 'Az-chan'? Weird name…" She mumbled at the end. "She said to come to the teacher's office to pick it up."

"Okay…" I quickly memorized the face of the girl. "We'll continue this later, okay, Koneko-chan?" Turning back, I told the white-haired girl, who nodded in turn. Grabbing my bag, I walked over to the open door. The girl stepped aside so that I could exit the room and closed the door behind me.

"Then, I'll be going now." She said with a small wave. I quickly placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Thanks for letting me know. See you later." She nodded and turned away, quickly walking away to wherever she had to go.

However, little did she know, I left a mark on her – using my terribly small skill in Senjutsu, I placed a small bit of my ki on her, so that I could sense her. With that, I'll be able to find her later and talk to her about not interrupting someone when their talking with their beloved. With a dark look in my eyes, I quickly made my way to the teacher's office, plotting my revenge.

Opening the door, I quickly greeted my teacher, who was thankfully sitting near the door.

"Oh, Azures-san. Thank you for coming." Sensei was a rather plain looking woman. She had short brown hair, with the bangs brushed off towards the right and amber eyes. She wore a dark blue suit and black heels. She was a pretty good teacher in my opinion, though not the best.

"Right… you said I had a letter or something?" I questioned with a frown. 'Only a few people know that I'm at this school… though I think she said earlier who it was, but I don't remember.'

"Mhm." She hummed, moving some documents aside, revealing a white letter. "It was delivered earlier, but since I was a bit busy, I had sent a student to go get you. Here you go." She handed the letter over to me. I accepted quickly and thanked the woman with a short bow. I quickly left the room before she talked about anything else.

Stuffing the letter into my bag without checking who had sent it, I followed the mark I had left on the girl from before. She was still in the school… but where?

It only took a few minutes to track her down. She was in the bathroom. Grinning, I entered the small room and looked around. One stall was closed – which was where she was. Nobody else was in here.

Perfect.

Turning to the sink, I turned the faucet on. Cupping my hands together, I held them underneath the faucet, gathering some water. After a few moments, I turned back to the closed stall. Keeping my hands cupped, I squatted down to the ground and opened up my hands, spilling the water onto the floor.

Making sure it was a big enough puddle, I turned the faucet off. Moving back over to the side, I began to wait for the girl to leave the stall. Hearing the toilet flush, I eagerly waited for the girl to walk out. A moment later, she did.

"Huh? Why is there a puddle of water here?" She said, stepping around the puddle. Slightly disappointed, I lunged forward, grabbing the back of her head with my right hand. "Wha-!?" Pulling her back by the hair, I caused her to stumble backwards, back towards the stall. Then, I pushed her forward, towards the sinks. She let out a little shout from the pain, but it wasn't loud enough to alert those outside the bathroom, or any Devils around either.

She stepped forward – right onto the water puddle. Grinning, I used my foot to kick the back of her leg, causing her to lose her balance a bit. Slipping on the puddle of water, she fell forward with a shriek.

Taking advantage of gravity and her slipping forward, I guided her head on a direct course towards the sink.

With a savage grin, I slammed her forehead into the sink, causing a low crack to be heard. I let go of her head, and she fell down to the ground, leaving some blood on the sink. Her corpse hit the floor and a puddle of blood soon formed around her head.

If someone were to investigate, they would most likely come to this conclusion: The girl, who was exiting the stall, slipped on the puddle of water, and fell forward. She busted her skull against the sink and fell to the ground; dead.

It would be written down as an "accidental" death. It would be impossible to connect it to me, or any other student. After all, she had stepped and slipped on a puddle of water, you know? It was totally her fault. Because she interrupted my moment with Koneko, she had to die. It totally pains my heart to see her die.

Looking at the mirror, I looked up and down, side to side, making sure that my appearance was clean; no blood to be found. After a moment of looking, I left the bathroom, leaving the crime scene behind.

There was no blood on me, no way to connect me to her death, and most importantly, one less person to interrupt my time with Koneko. Perhaps things are starting to look up for me?

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I made my way back to my class, first. I didn't know if Koneko left, or stayed there, so I had to make sure. Though I'm pretty sure she would've left by now, since she has to get to her club. I hope she doesn't get yelled at for being late everyday for her club activities. I wonder what they do in the Occult Research Club anyway? Considering they are all Devils, wouldn't they already know all about the Supernatural world?

Well, either way, I just have to confirm that Koneko left, so that I can go home~! I'll continue the conversation tomorrow, on Friday.

Sliding open the door, I quickly looked inside the room.

Eyes opening wide in surprise, I saw Koneko looking out the window, still sitting at her desk. A blank look adorning her features, but at hearing the door opening, she turned her head around to look. With her mouth opened up slightly, she stared over towards me.

"Oh, you're back." She spoke, standing up. Grabbing her bag, she started walking over towards me. I stood in spot, not understanding why she was still here. 'Wouldn't you already be at club, Koneko-chan? Why are you here still?' I thought to myself. "You were saying something, right?" She asked.

I hesitatingly nodded. "Y-yeah, just a quick question… Why are you still here?"

"Because you said: 'we'll continue this later' so I waited." She quoted my words from before. Tears actually filled up my eyes at seeing that she was so considerate to actually stay in class just to hear what I had to say, even when I would've left for practically everyone else in the world…

"You're such a sweet girl!" I cried out, wrapping my arms around her small body. So, murdering that girl was pointless, right? Oh, wait. I didn't murder her – she just tripped. Keep forgetting that part…

"R-right…" She muttered, words muffled slightly due to her head being pressed against my chest totally by accident.

After I had my fill, I let go of her and she took a step back. "I was going…" I stopped, looking to my side for a moment, a bit embarrassed. Red covered my cheeks, but I was already this far in, so I might as well finish! "To ask if you could visit me at my house this weekend… I-it's fine if you can't though!"

She hummed quietly to herself and then nodded. "I've been busy for the last few days, but I'll be sure to visit, at least for some time."

"Really? Thanks!" I quickly wrote down my address for her and said my goodbyes. Koneko's coming over this weekend, so I have to clean up my place!

I might have accidently left Koneko there a bit rudely, but she's not the type to mind! Humming a song to myself, I quickly left the school ground and made my way home.

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"So, what do you think?" A girl with shoulder-length black hair, wearing glasses, spoke.

"…Judging by the scene alone, when she exited the stall, she slipped on the puddle of water, fell forward, and hit her head on the sink. That would be the cause of death." A girl with long, raven-black hair answered, adjusting her glasses slightly.

"Correct, however, there are a few subtle details mixed with the obvious. Did you spot them?" A few seconds passed as the other girl thought about her answer. When she did speak up, she was a bit hesitant.

"On… her left shoulder, something feels off. I think… it might be Senjutsu." The first girl nodded.

"Me too. I'll have someone who knows it more take a closer look at it to confirm. What else?"

"…I don't know." She shook her head, unable to think of anything else she spotted in her observations.

"Take a look at her facial expression."

"Okay?" Though not understanding the why, she did as her Master said.

"Look it over carefully and tell me what you think."

She stared at the face carefully, and even looked over the rest of her head. After a few minutes of looking, she leaned back and answered. "Hmm… It looks like she was abnormally frightened. Her eyes are wide and her mouth is open as if she was screaming. Wait… on the back of her head, a few strands of hair have been pulled." She realized as she was talking, that a few strands looked like they had been pulled. Looking closer, she confirmed this, and thus, she told her Master, who nodded back at her.

"Good observation. From what I think, she didn't slip, but was killed. For what reason, I don't know."

"You mean-!?" Raising her voice, she turned to look at her Master, but holding her hand up, she was shushed.

"Quiet. Nobody else knows about this yet; let's keep it that way until our observation is concluded. Now then, from what I've gathered, I've come up with a theory." The second girl gulped quietly and waited for what her Master had to say of this incident. "Someone purposefully spilled water on the floor to cause her to slip on it, but most likely, this did not work. Judging by the water, it appears as if someone did step in it and slip on it, so the perpetrator most likely had the girl slip on it… which is also connected to why some strands of her hair had been pulled. She was most likely grabbed from the head and pulled back, before being pushed forward. After that, gravity did its work… and she is where she is now." She was silent for a few moments, before rubbing the palm of her head on the sink, next to where the girl had hit her head. There was still some blood there, but hidden behind that blood… "Also, if you look carefully here, you'll see a crack in the sink. If she were to fall normally, then there would be no way she'd crack the sink like this."

Placing her hand on her chin, she thought for a moment. "I see… But then, why would the perpetrator do this?" She received a shake of the head as her answer.

"I have no idea, but whoever did it, they are a student at this school. Or, perhaps, a teacher."

"The teachers have all been checked…" She tried to argue but was interrupted.

"And so have the students. Nobody at this school has a criminal record. Even the transfer student, Azures Lachesis, has no criminal record."

"But, then who could've down this?"

"Someone who is hiding their true identity. But why…? Anyway, I will go report this incident to the teachers, you stay here and make sure nobody enters this bathroom."

"Yes ma'am." She bowed her head to her Master, as she left the room. She stayed behind and looked back at the body of the female. 'Who could've done something like this anyway? This girl was innocent… whoever had done this, must be sick in the head…'

Sighing, she walked outside of the bathroom. She stood in the way of the door, blocking anyone from entering. She thought over the case multiple times, but she couldn't come to a conclusion about the perpetrator. Whether it was who they were, or why they had done it – she couldn't figure it out.

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"Hm?" Looking over the letter I had received, I found out who had sent it. Looking at the top left of the letter, the short name of "Az-chan" was written. Sighing, I ripped open the letter without a care. Pulling out the contents, a small sheet of folded paper, I opened it up and read through its contents.

"Hey, Lachesis, long time no write, huh?
Sorry to contact you so out of the blue like this, but since you actually went through the trouble of sending me your contact information, I decided to ask you for a favor. Don't worry; the pay will be good and it's a simple job too. There will be a nun arriving in Kuoh sometime soon, probably in a few days, a week at the most. She'll be taken in by the Fallen Angels at the Church there, so I want you to bring her there and to watch over her for some time.
Just in case that wasn't enough, I have prepared something else. Though, you'll only get it from the girl herself if you help her to the Church. Don't worry; she doesn't know what it is, she's just been told to give it to a slightly tanned skin girl with black hair. Sorry, but there wasn't enough time to give her your name, so she just has a picture of you. This was definitely not done on purpose.
Now, what was she given? Well, it is the blueprints of a device we've been working on for some time now that can forcibly take Sacred Gears from humans. Research on it has been cancelled, though since it's still useful – as it can stop those rampaging with their Sacred Gears by taking them from them at the cost of their life and allowing us to give it to someone else or to research – I'm willing to give the blueprints to you. I know you'll be able to perfect it, and besides, you've been asking about it a lot, so might as well fulfill that wish now, right? Oh, if you do perfect it, could you show me it? I'd love to see what it can do then. Perhaps you can make it so that it doesn't kill when it takes a Sacred Gear? I had been scratching the hair out of my head trying to figure out how to stop that from happening, though so far, no luck.
I wish you luck in your endeavors, but don't forget to protect that nun!
Az-chan.
"

After finishing reading the letter, I ripped it up. Taking the pieces, I dumped it in the trash. 'Stupid Az-chan. I don't care about your problems right now! Though…' Getting those blueprints will really help me out. As it stands now, I'll have to make it from scratch, and that will be no good. It'd take too long, at least three to seven years from now. If I were to get the blueprints, or even the actual thing – I could take as little as a few months to a year to perfect it!

So, I can really only thank you, huh? You'll probably want a favor from me sometime in the future… In that case, I'll just have to nod my head then. Those blueprints are too important for something as easy as this job…

Sighing, I shook my head with a frown on my face.

"I guess I'll have to get to work again."


Hi guys, thanks for all the support! Seeing things are how they are now, I'll just have to continue writing! But because of that, I had to make a lot of edits to the character to make her more complete, shall we say? I edited quite a bit, so perhaps in the future I'll release some trivia of her to show you what some of the changes were.

Anyway, I tried writing most of this chapter in third person, though I'm not exactly that good at it, I realize... So, if it seems okay, then please let me know! Lachesis has many secrets for you all to discover, and I'm sure that you probably have some from this chapter alone. Also, if you noticed, last chapter was "Chapter I" but for this one, I changed it to "Midnight II". I'll be doing it like that for now on, though I'll leave the way I did it for chapter one as it is.

Um, I guess I can also tell you WHY I wanted to write this.

I've been looking around DxD stories to read practically everyday, but hardly any of the new stories have really interested me, though I've found a few. So, as I was thinking about what kind of story I'd love to read, I had this idea - to write about a Serial Killer as a main character. Obviously, it wouldn't just be interesting with that, so I added a bunch of ideas to the equation, and eventually I came up with this story. I'm not very confident that it's as good as it could be, I'm sure that if I pitched the idea to a better writer of DxD stories, they'd have done it much better, but regardless of that, please continue to support me in the future!

Thank you to everyone who has followed/favorited/reviewed! I will make sure this story is never too dull for you and to make it as interesting as I can!