Alternative Title: Someone Does Some Things (Its more accurate than you think)
Alright... so, trying out a little bit of something different with the narration with this chapter that made wring this fun...
To put it simply; the narrator is officially self-aware. Hopefully this works out, because hiring a new Text-based narrator is hell.
Also... on a different note; I have some things to discuss with some of you, but as I don't want to potentially mess with the feel of this chapter, i'll wait until the end-card to discuss it. That said; lets do some review responses!
whwsms: Kuroko has been corrupted and the Iron Wall Girl has fallen. No one is safe anymore...
shiroryuu012: I'm not against a chapter for Konori Mii... I would just need an idea to make it work. She isn't one of the girls Touma interacts with, you know.
Agent Nine: Yeah... the amount of times I wish I could involve more characters without making the chapter feel bloated hits me hard too... Though I'm glad you enjoyed Saten's performance, along with the chapter as a whole. I'm glad this perverted story gives you a shining moment in the day!
Guest00: Similar case to the Konori Mii request; I just need an idea to work with them! I have no objections to those three at all; I just need something to work with.
Pasapack: I still don't know a lot of Spanish... but I know enough to tell that you thought Kuroko was funny!
Dark Tyrant-Fool: Yes. I am always proud of myself. =D
Mr. X: ...I don't know about having Konori Mii involved, but you miiiiight have given me an idea to work Misaki into one of these. I thank you; as I have been unable to get a functioning idea for Miskai off the ground.
Bluejack222: Indeed; Touma's life is hell... thanks for reading!
Salvare000: It is a War for Love... so... only chaos can ensue.
MrQuestionMark: ...You raise a very important point, my good sir! Tsuchimikado decided that this "Bust Upper' Chapter didn't have enough of that, and promptly sent Kuroko to fix that problem... i'd say he did well, don't you?
kyugan: He has bad luck, but has good luck with women. But his good luck with women only causes more bad luck. It is a destructive cycle...
To aru super fan: I think he knows exactly what kind of beast he unleashed...
NeoShadows: Yes, such a thing that it should be mandatory in all fan-service scenarios... though lets face it; it already is. Kuroko is basically the science-side version of Lessar, so there's only one way it could go! That's right; pure unadulterated chaos, of course! I hope you have tended to the sudden appearance of the nostril-based red-river... for this chapter might cause another one!
wildarms13: Kuroko is harem-ized... and by Tsuchimikado, no less! Let us pray that Touma can survive...
And with that done... Lets get this show on the road! Enjoy!
Kamijou Touma came to, the pangs of pain and hunger ripping through him as consciousness returned.
His head hurt. His stomach growled. The last thing he remembered was walking around district seven with the tiny magic god Othinus on his shoulder… and then suddenly, nothing. Just how long had he been out?
And… why couldn't he see anything?
"…Othinus?" Touma called out. His voice sounded muffled. Despite blinking several times, he was in complete darkness. Upon shifting his head around a few times, he came to the realization that some sort of cloth was covering his head.
And that his arms and legs were bound. He began to panic; he was tied to some kind of chair, but it was bolted to the floor. He couldn't move, but struggled against his binds regardless.
However, it seemed that someone noticed his endless fidgeting.
"Ah, you're finally awake. Misaka was worried that Misaka killed your brain." A female voice was heard as footsteps came ever closer.
That name though…
"…Misaka?" Touma called out.
"Ah! A different Misaka. Hold on; it'll make sense." The girl spoke again. After what felt like a few cuts, the cloth bag that was covering his head was taken off and tossed on the ground. Now able to see, he took in his surroundings; some kind of warehouse with a few wooden boxes thrown about. Clearly abandoned, it made sense that it'd be used for some kind of hide out.
But what didn't make sense was who had taken him.
"Welcome to Misaka's super-secret get away that the Accelerator can't find no matter how much he begs! Fufu!" The girl in front of him proclaimed. She had short brown hair, and orange eyes with dark circles them, and wore a pink and white aodai-dress. She was also more around Touma's own age group, looking about sixteen years old.
"…You're Misaka Worst, aren't you?" Touma asked.
"That's right~ did Misaka's top-tier-larger-than-the-original's chest tip you off?"
…You know, I was going to avoid commenting on that. Guess Worst had other plans, huh?
"What does that have to do with anything!?" Touma shouted.
"Nothing at all; Misaka just knows that regardless of a guy's size preference, they'll naturally take note of a girl's chest, usually after the face." Worst replied.
"And how do you know that!?"
"Misaka's guardians leave some dating magazines lying around once in a while. Misaka gets bored and thumbs through them every now and then." Worst blinked. Touma hung his head with a heavy sigh.
"…Well, since we're here, can you untie me now?" He pleaded.
"Nope; Misaka is the one who kidnapped you after all."
"W-why would you openly admit that to the person you kidnapped!?"
"Misaka wanted to see your reaction, that's all." Worst snickered. Touma gulped; he was completely at this girl's mercy. "Anyway, we should get down to business."
"What kind of business do you have with me that requires this!? Couldn't we just talk about it normally!?" Touma cried out.
"Probably," Worst began. "But Misaka needed to secure your loyalty for this plan to work! Also… this is more fun~ Misaka hasn't done special operation stuff since Misaka was training to take down the Accelerator."
"W-why do I feel like that second point is more important to you than the first…!?"
"…Hey, for someone Misaka has met only a few times, you know Misaka disturbingly well…" Worst narrowed her eyes, but then her gaze shifted elsewhere. "…Nah, you couldn't be spying on Misaka; Misaka's room has no windows and even if it did, we're fairly high up…"
"T-that's the first conclusion you jump to!?"
"Anyway~ onto the topic at hand!" Worst announced. "Bust Upper."
"Oh god damn it not this again!" Touma shouted. "I-it's not even active right now! Why are you after me for something like that!?"
"Misaka wants to use it to mess with the Accelerator." Worst replied. "It'd probably activate by tomorrow morning, right?"
Touma paused.
"…Eh?"
"Your Bust Upper; it will be active by tomorrow, right?" Worst blinked. Touma blinked back.
"I-I mean… it hasn't activated for a while, so… it's probably about time… but back up; WHY do you want Bust Upper? Y-you could have just asked me instead of resorting to this if it's all you wanted!"
"Didn't you hear Misaka? Misaka just wants to use it to mess with Accelerator; not for myself." Worst stated. "Personally, Misaka understands the topic of "bigger is better," but Misaka thinks that Misaka's tits are big and perfect enough. Misaka's hips, thighs and ass are a different story, but that's Misaka's personal preferences honestly…"
"…Y-you're going on about a lot of stuff and I'm really confused…" Touma groaned. "Explain to me WHAT exactly you need it for? Just saying to mess with Accelerator doesn't tell me anything…"
"Ah, that'd probably help." Worst replied. "The Accelerator is… an unusual one. His ability reduces outside influences on him so much that it caused a loss of balance in his hormones, which is why if it wasn't for his voice, it'd be hard to tell if he was a boy or a girl… but that's not the point; the key word here is how its messed with his hormones."
"…Ok; following you so far…" Touma replied.
"That includes the ones that involve him getting turned on, smart guy." Worst replied unabashed. "He even saw Yomikawa Aiho naked and didn't have much reaction… got that one from the control tower's memories when it was broadcast out to the network…"
"H-he saw Yomikawa-sensei in the nude!?" Touma shouted. "…I-I know I shouldn't care… but my pride as a healthy high-school boy refuses to calm down…! I want to punch him… h-how could he have no reaction at all!?"
…Kamijou Touma, with the amount of times you've walked in on girls changing, you have no right to complain about Accelerator's shenanigans.
"You're telling Misaka; have you seen Yomikawa? Tall-ass amazon with curves for days… no way Misaka can compete with that, especially those cannon-balls on her chest…" Worst crossed her arms.
H-hey! I just scolded him! Don't go agreeing with him!
"…I thought you said your chest was perfect as is?" Touma deadpanned.
"Did you forget who was in control of this situation you cocky piece of shit?" Worst spat. "Anyway… that's how he is… but Misaka learned something recently~ even the mighty Accelerator has his triggers, no matter how royally fucked his hormones are! And that's where your Bust Upper comes in!"
"…You want me to use Bust Upper on you while Accelerator is around… so you can tease him with it?" Touma blinked.
"Of course! I even have lines all planned out!" Worst puffed out her chest proudly. "I can imagine his reactions now! "A-Accelerator… m-my bra fit a moment go… b-but now it's so tight… c-can you help me take it off?" And I got worse than that planned! Fufu~ I can't wait."
"…Except you forgot the part where I haven't agreed to any of this." Touma replied. "A prank or two I don't mind but this is borderline kink-shaming, something which I don't condone unless it's slamming the stuff coming out of Aogami's mouth."
"Who said you had a choice?" Worst suddenly began to spark with purple electricity. However, Touma seemed unfazed.
"Go ahead; kill me or put me in the hospital; then I definitely can't and won't help you."
"F-feh!?" Worst was caught off guard. She glared at the unlucky Kamijou for a moment before a rather wide smirk broke out across her face. "Well… I didn't want to have to do this… but…!"
Worst suddenly turned away from the unlucky Kamijou and went digging in one of the boxes surrounding them both, before pulling something out.
Or rather… someone.
"O-Othinus!?" Touma shouted. In Misaka Worst's right hand, the tiny magic god was held against her will. There was a small piece of tape covering her small mouth and from the looks of things, the rest of her body as well. She struggled, constantly trying to escape, but to no avail.
"You're helping me or I'm frying your little girlfriend…" Worst replied. "…Literally. Actually, if you two decided to go all the way… how would sex work…?"
"S-stop misjudging our relationship and going off asking about crazy things!" Touma blushed bright red and shouted. Othinus turned a similar shade, but was incapable of doing anything due to her restraints.
"So… do we have a deal…?"Worst smiled cheekily. Touma glared at the girl but ultimately sighed.
"…Fine… just don't hurt her, ok? I'll help with your stupid plot."
"That's more like it! Don't worry; Misaka has just the safe place for her." Worst reached back in the large box with her free hand and pulled out a small wooden case, like one to hold someone's jewelry when not in use, and placed the tiny magic god inside, shutting it afterword. She then set the case down on the box itself, before reaching around the corner for something.
A baseball bat.
"Sorry Kamijou, but Misaka can't risk you possibly telling Accelerator where this spot is after everything is all said and done, so Misaka is going to have to knock you out again."
"N-no wait, please! We can talk about this-"
Suddenly the entire world was dark once again.
-The Next Day, the Accelerator Residence-
"Hey, Worst!" One Yomikawa Aiho called out from the front door. "Got a package here for you… why did you order something like this?" She asked as the rouge clone walked out into the main room. Instead of her dress, she appeared to have settled on a pair of tight-looking jeans and a red button-up blouse, though the top few buttons were left undone, likely on purpose.
What was it that Worst ordered? A miniature palm tree in a pot… though the term miniature was subjective. Sure, it was smaller than an actual palm tree, but it was still rather huge. It was tall enough to just barely touch the ceiling and wide enough that if you hollowed it out, you could probably stuff a human inside of it.
In actuality, it was…
"Ah, don't worry. It's a fake tree. Misaka just wanted to get a little something to feel more at home is all." Worst replied as she walked towards the door. The deliverymen handed the clone a clipboard to sign, which she did with gusto. "Alright, that corner should be fine, right?"
"That should be fine… sure." Yomikawa replied. "…This plant has two holes in it. Even if its fake, isn't that spotty craftsmanship? And why does it take three movers to haul a piece of plastic around?"
"Eh… maybe they filled it with something to help it stay upright?" Worst shrugged. "Besides I like the holes; damaged product reminds Misaka of Misaka."
"…Well; it's your fake plant. Just don't get mad at me if Yoshikawa throws a fit when she gets back; you might end up having to move it into your room if you really want to keep it." Yomikawa replied. The two stood aside as the movers stepped in to place the surprisingly heavy plastic plant in the corner, just as requested.
"Yoshikawa is out?" Worst asked.
"Last Order wanted to go shopping for some new clothes… I couldn't go because I have Anti-Skill paperwork to do, and Accelerator is sleeping in, so she took Last Order out." Yomikawa replied. "Why? Did you need her for something?"
"No… actually that's perfect." Worst smiled. "Good luck with your mandatory waste of time."
"…Don't remind me." Yomikawa sighed. "Coffee is brewing; remember to leave some for Accelerator, alright?" With that, the busty Anti-Skill member went back into one of the rooms in the rather spacious apartment, likely some kind of study.
But everything was going according to plan. Worst wandered over to her newest addition to the living space, picking up a small wooden case she had set down the night before.
The same small wooden case from the abandoned warehouse. She set it on a table right next to where the fake palm tree was set, before kneeing down towards the two holes in the tree's side.
"Hey, Kamijou, you awake in there?" She whispered.
"…Yes, Worst-sama. What is your wish from the almighty boob-growing tree?" A voice replied. It was none other than Kamijou Touma himself, trapped in a giant hunk of plastic. How did he get encased in a plastic shell, you may ask?
Well… I could tell you, but then you'd no longer be innocent.
"Guessing that means Bust Upper is on, yeah?" Worst asked.
"When they were moving me up, I caught a glimpse of some lady walking her dog out of these eye-holes, so yeah, I tested it. Thanks for the sunglasses you put in here; it'd be a shame if anything happened before the main event." Touma replied.
"Oho… that's convenient…" Worst grinned. "Alright, code time. If you see me brush my hair behind my ear, no matter which one, that's your sign to use it on me. If I point at anyone, say… Yomikawa, then that means to grow her instead. If I shake my head for any reason, that's your que to stop, regardless of situation. Understood?"
"Crystal clear ma'am." Touma replied.
"Good; now just sit tight and relax until show time. Play your cards right and I'll have you out by tomorrow morning. Good luck~" Worst patted the side of the tree before standing up to go sit at the main table in the room, which was conveniently in Kamijou's line of sight.
Touma however, furrowed his brow inside his plastic prison.
He would get revenge for this particular stroke of misfortune even if it killed him.
Half an hour passed, and then the legendary Accelerator wandered into the room.
"Ugh… stayed up too fucking late…" The number one grunted before wandering into the kitchen. "Worst, you want any coffee?"
"Nah; Misaka has been up for a while. Help yourself." Worst replied. Accelerator simply nodded and poured himself a cup before taking a seat at the table.
"…No dress today? What's with the get-up?" He asked, taking a sip of his coffee.
"What's wrong with my outfit? Tight jeans to show off the hips and ass… delicate red button-up purposefully open to show off Misaka's tits and cleavage… someone has to handle the sexy-side of things around here, and it sure as shit isn't going to be you."
"…Is that right? You sure you don't need something? You're being extra bitchy today and I don't like it." Accelerator spat.
"But I'm always like this around you, Tou-san; it's my special service just for you." Worst smirked.
"Well your special service is shit; I demand a refund." Accelerator spat without remorse. The number one grabbed the remote and flipped on the TV, switching it to the news.
A moment or two after, Worst brushed some of her hair behind her ear.
That was the sign Touma was waiting for. He lifted up his sunglasses and let his eyes do the rest.
Worst arced her back, stretching as Bust Upper took effect. Slowly but surely, her chest began to grow, taking up more space in her red blouse. She stretched, letting out the occasional whine that came with popping her back. This caught the Accelerator's attention as he glanced toward her as he raised his coffee up for a drink.
Only to see Misaka Worst's soft mounds growing larger before his very eyes.
"…What the fuck?" Accelerator spoke; he lowered his coffee cup as his mouth hung slightly open. Worst heard the number one's reaction and smirked just for a moment, before shaking her head.
Following the signal, Touma slipped his sunglasses back on, causing the growth to cease.
"Damn… that felt good." Worst let out a comfortable sigh. Before turning towards Accelerator. "…Something wrong?"
"…What the fucking hell just happened?" Accelerator spat.
"What? Did I do something to offend you?" Worst replied.
"You telling me you didn't fucking see what happened to your chest just now?"
"Oh? You staring at my tits, Tou-san? That's bad; I wonder what'd happen if the brat saw this, fufu~" Worst mocked. Accelerator narrowed his gaze before glancing down at his cup of coffee.
"…You didn't do anything to this, did you?" He asked.
"Yomikawa brewed it; I didn't do a thing. You can dust it for prints if you feel like, Tou-san." Worst replied. Eventually, Accelerator shook his head and took a drink.
"Something's fucky… meh, maybe the doc's recovery plan is hitting a speedbump. I'll bitch him out later about it." Accelerator, convinced that what happened was just in his head, resumed watching TV and enjoying his coffee.
He was sneaking a few glances over at Worst though. Looked like Worst's little discovery was accurate; she definitely had his attention now.
And she knew it; she acted like she didn't notice, but she caught the number one looking at her more than a few times. She grinned; she wouldn't have to fake a stretch and moan now just to catch his eye. Worst took out her cell phone and began tapping away at it.
However, as she did so, she moved part of her hair behind her ear again. Another signal that Touma agreed to follow as he took off his sunglasses.
And once more, Worst's chest began to grow. Her bust was starting to strain the few buttons she had done, and her blouse began to raise up as her chest demanded more room in her shirt.
"…Ok, what the fuck is going on!?" Accelerator spat.
"Is something wrong Tou-san? Did Yomikawa buy the wrong coffee or something? Seriously; so damn picky." Worst played dumb as her chest continued to grow larger, seemingly without limit nor restraint.
"Do you NOT fucking see that!? Better question; how can you not fucking FEEL that!?" Accelerator pointed right at Worst's growing bust.
"Misaka has no idea what you're talking about, Tou-san." Worst shook her head, giving Touma his signal to stop, causing her growth to halt. "Seriously; you're obsessed with Misaka's tits today… feeling a little bit backed up? Misaka won't service you for free you know~" She teased. Accelerator grit his teeth before glancing at his cup of coffee, and then back to Worst.
"…Fuck this shit; you did something, didn't you?" Accelerator spat. "I'm dumping this and making a fresh batch. Don't fuck with this one or I'm chucking you off of the fucking roof, understand?" He picked up his cup and stomped off back into the kitchen, all the while Worst couldn't stop giggling.
A few moments later, Yomikawa walked into the room, holding a few sheets of paper.
"…Accelerator; why are you dumping out the coffee pot?" She asked, clearly irritated.
"Worst did something to the brew. Again." Accelerator spat. He was scrubbing the pot and the coffee maker clean, trying to clean out whatever Worst had added.
Even though she really didn't add anything at all.
"…Worst; we talked about this. NOT the coffee; everyone drinks from it. If you want to pull a prank of Accelerator, do something else!" Yomikawa didn't even look at the now much bustier clone and covered her face with her paper work. "…Maybe some water will help with this damn headache."
"What else can Misaka do? Tou-san knows better than to drink or eat anything Misaka makes for him." Worst replied, keeping the ruse going. Yomikawa made her way into the kitchen to get a glass of water, while Accelerator continued to clean out the coffee maker.
Worst smirked, and promptly pointed at her guardian in the room. In his plastic prison, Touma sighed.
"Sorry, Yomikawa-sensei…" He spoke under his breath and removed his sunglasses.
Accelerator clicked his teeth as he set down the coffee maker, satisfied with his cleaning job (He reasoned out that a good cleaning was probably overdue anyway). He then turned towards the cupboards to get a fresh set of coffee mix before he froze.
Yomikawa was standing in front of think sink, drinking water. And which each gulp, Yomikawa's chest seemed to jump up to another size.
"…No…" Accelerator spat. He glanced back at the coffee maker in confusion.
If whatever was causing this weird hallucination was in the coffee… why was it now affecting Yomikawa too!? The busty Anti-Skill member continued to grow as her chest began to forcefully unzip her jacket more than it already was.
If anyone could imagine someone like Yomikawa getting even bustier, anyway. Some things are hard to imagine, you know?
"…What the hell is going on around here!?" Accelerator spat. Worst suppressed a laugh from her spot in the main room.
"What's wrong? Did whatever Worst slip into the coffee get to you that bad?" Yomikawa commented. Accelerator turned to her, but then quickly turn away again.
And in this moment; the impossible had occurred. The "One Way Road" Accelerator, number one esper in Academy City, was blushing bright red.
"I-its… nothing…" Accelerator replied. "…Must be whatever… Worst put into the coffee… fuck…!"
"He probably saw your massive boobs. He's been focusing on tits all morning, and you're not exactly a lacking lady, you know." Worst spoke up, shaking her head to give Touma the signal to stop. "Maybe he is finally seeing us girls as something attractive, eh?"
"I'd be more inclined to believe it's whatever you stuck in the coffee pot. Changes like that don't just happen overnight…" Yomikawa replied. "…Though my shirt feels awfully tight… maybe it shrunk in the wash… I did try that new detergent…"
"I'll be fine… just… fucking hell…!" Accelerator definitely couldn't handle what was going on around him. "I'll just try to sleep this off…" He wandered his way back to his room slowly, still sneaking glances. Worst was smirking devilishly, satisfied that her provocations were having the intended effect.
However, just as Accelerator was about to leave, a loud snapping sound was heard.
It came from Misaka Worst, as one of the few buttons she did fasten had snapped. Her chest was growing again. However…
"Misaka… Misaka didn't give him the signal…! What the fuck is he doing!?" Worst cursed under her breath.
"Payback time," Touma whispered to himself. "I got to see the impossible with Accelerator blushing like that… so now it's time for my revenge…!"
Worst began to panic as Accelerator turned toward her to see her growing again, as well as her worried look. The number one seemed confused; Worst hadn't noticed before, then why did she notice now all of all times? He thought it was all in his head, but if Worst reacted to it, then…?
"…Worst?" Yomikawa stepped out of the kitchen and glanced at the vulgar clone. "…Holy, puberty is hitting you like a dump truck…"
"…Yeah, right in front of us too." Accelerator commented. They could both see that Worst was visibly growing in front of them. Another button snapped off, and part of Worst's now far too small bra could be seen.
"W-well… y-you see…!" Worst smiled nervously, trying to think of an explanation.
However, a creek could be heard. Those in the room turned to where it came from, only to glance over at the fake palm tree Worst had purchased.
Particularly, the small box on the table next to it. It looked like it was opening, and that something small was inside pushing it open.
Before anyone could respond, Worst shot up, ran over to the box, and forcefully closed it.
"S-shit… she got free!?" Worst spat under her breath. She then turned toward the fake plant next to her and began to whisper. "H-hey, Kamijou? Points for enthusiasm, but Misaka is getting too big! How about backing off just a little bit…!?"
"…No can do, Worst-san." Touma replied, now not even bothering to hide his voice, though it was hard to hear inside his plastic tomb. "Consider this payback for kidnapping me. Did you honestly think I'd just go along with it the whole way through?"
"L-listen here, if Misaka's tits get any bigger, Misaka will start bursting out of Misaka's clothes! J-just how long do you intend to grow these sweater cows!?"
"…You see, I could tell you… but then you'd no longer be innocent." Touma replied.
That line seems familiar, doesn't it?
"You son of a bitch…!" Worst's eyes widened as her face contorted with rage.
"I… hear a voice." Yomikawa replied.
"Yeah… Me too." Accelerator added. Worst looked back behind her; the number one was no longer blushing.
Right now, he looked absolutely pissed. Her fears of this were confirmed when Accelerator reached up and flipped on the battery on his neck, and began to walk over toward him.
"Seems like you're having trouble with that box there, Worst?" Accelerator began to grin.
"N-no! J-just a weird spring I'm trying to fix with my new jewelry box! It's fine!" Worst replied. However, she yelped as yet another button lost the fight against her own growing chest.
But was came next was Accelerator picking up the clone and tossing her towards the couch. She cried out in surprise, but fear seemed to wash over her as she looked up to see Accelerator opening the jewelry box.
Only to find Othinus, and a few ripped and discarded pieces of tape all around. Before Accelerator could comment however, the tiny magic god held up her hand.
"Before you go on a cursing spree, Kamijou is in the tree." Othinus turned and pointed. Instantly, Accelerator ripped the tree in half.
Only to find Touma sitting on his knees rather quietly, with a pair of sunglasses in his hand.
"…Hey Accelerator." Touma greeted.
"You. Have. Ten. Seconds." The number one spat.
"…I can fix this with my right hand, it's a little embarrassing to fix, but it'll go back to normal. It's a bit difficulty to explain though." Touma replied. Accelerator, clearly not amused, crushed part of the plastic tree in his hands.
However, Touma took a deep breath. He had been preparing for this after all; he wasn't going to let Accelerator's violent nature shake him.
If he wanted to convince the number one that Kamijou Touma was innocent in all of this, he needed to be confident.
"…If you want to punish me, go for it," Touma started. "Throw me into a wall, drop me off a building; go for it… but I'll only accept it if you do the same to her for putting me in this mess to begin with."
Touma pointed toward Worst.
That was all Accelerator needed to hear.
Worst shot up and ran for the apartment's exit (As fast as she could with two huge breasts on her chest bouncing and weighing her down could allow, anyway), but just as she arrived, she went head-first into another set of soft mounds.
Specifically, Yomikawa's, who was standing in front of the door with her arms crossed below her enhanced bust.
"So… Worst… care to explain?" Accelerator practically cackled as he dropped the remains of the plastic tree and walked over to her.
Misaka Worst's response was simple.
"…Come on, can't you take a joke, Tou-san?"
Accelerator's apartment turned into a battlefield instantly.
-35 minutes later-
"…Thank god they gave me some soap. This sticky crap wouldn't go away." Othinus sighed.
"Remember to thank them before we head home" Touma replied. They sat on the couch in the main room… as it was one of the few remaining pieces of intact furniture.
Touma tried to apologize, but Yomikawa said it was fine. She had insurance taken out on her belongings shortly after taking Worst in. Apparently, this was far from the first time something like this had happened.
Touma did his best to explain the bust upper and how to cancel out its effects. After he was done, Yomikawa volunteered for the procedure, which, for those who have forgotten, involved Touma touching an affected girl's chest with Imagine Breaker.
Yomikawa wasn't bothered; apparently, the simple fact that Touma was a teenager and that she was a fully-grown adult was enough to put even the thought of embarrassment out of her mind. Although, when Touma was done, she did have a thing or two to say about it.
"…Come on, you're not going to give a little squeeze? You see, this is the difference between boys and men; no backbone."
Which lead into a rant by the unlucky Kamijou about how a teacher, specifically his teacher, shouldn't be acting like that. A rant that Accelerator joined in on, by the way. In addition, the "I was just joking" defense didn't hold up in court, either.
And after that Touma was ordered by the number one to sit down, with the comment of, "I'm going to punish Worst, wait here."
Something that Touma did not want to imagine.
"…Can't we go home yet, human?" Othinus complained from her personal throne. For those that don't remember, her throne was the unlucky Kamijou's shoulder.
"Accelerator is already mad enough; he told us to wait so I am going to wait." Touma replied. "…I don't want to risk making him even angrier by suddenly vanishing."
"…I suppose. Especially since he knows where we live." Othinus agreed.
"I already called Index… so it'll be fine." Touma sighed. To be honest, he really did want to get going, but the risk of being hunted by a pissed off Accelerator was too much to ignore.
A few moments passed with Touma reclining as best as he could in the couch. Eventually, a voice called out to him.
"Here," Accelerator handed a mug out to him. "Coffee. You look like shit so you probably need it."
"…Thanks… I'd rather not go through the shipping process again, let me tell you. I don't even want to describe how they put me inside the thing…" Touma replied, taking a drink. "…This… is the brand I usually buy…"
"…No shit?" Accelerator seemed surprised, holding his own mug. "You take it without sweeteners, too?"
"Yeah; it's the best that way." Touma answered. The two stared at each other for a moment.
…Huh, what a weird bonding moment, eh? Eventually, Accelerator sat down next to him, though they continued to sit in silence for a while.
"Um… so… nice place… well, before it got wrecked anyway…" Touma stated.
"It's Yomikawa and Yoshikawa's apartment… I just live here, I guess." Accelerator replied. "Works out, I suppose. My old apartment got trashed awhile back."
"…I still find it weird that my PE teacher is your guardian." Touma blinked.
"You're telling me." Accelerator stated. The two resumed their silence and drank their coffee. Othinus stayed quiet as well, though she'd fidget around every now and then.
After Touma was finished, he sat up.
"I'll wash out my mug, and then I'll get out of your hair. Thanks for the coffee." Touma stated.
"Hold on." Accelerator replied, standing up.
"What's up? Need something?"
"…Stick around for a bit." Accelerator replied.
"…Eh?" Touma blinked.
"Don't get the wrong idea," Accelerator barked. "…Last Order had been whining that she hadn't been able to see you recently. She's out shopping, but she'll be back soon. Figured that even though this place is a wreck, she'd be happy to see you."
Touma paused for a moment, but then smiled.
"Sure, I just need to let Index know, ok? She's probably upset that I missed making dinner yesterday." He spoke.
"Sure; I was thinking on getting some food from some place. Invite the nun if you want, I don't mind." Accelerator stood up and moved to the kitchen, more than likely to get another cup of coffee.
Therefore, a more than chaotic situation turned into an unusual afternoon when Last Order and Yoshikawa arrived home.
As well as one of the few times Kamijou Touma and Accelerator had the ability to act like friends… not that Accelerator would ever admit to it.
And that's the end... hopefully Worst's shenanigans amused you!
Now onto a rather serious thing to talk about. About the Fate x Index crossovers, to be exact, so if you don't particularly care, you're free to skip to the bottom.
I have said that I don't know if i'll be doing a third, but that if I did, it would for-sure be the last one in the series, and this is still true. To be completely transparent, I actually have been working on a third story in the background. But I am here to announce that I am suspending work on it. It has just gotten to the point with work on it that I'm "forcing myself" to write it rather than enjoying it, so i figure it'd be best to move it to the back burner for now. To be clear; I'm not saying there WON'T be a third story, but it might be a while before one comes out, if I do decide to work on it at all. I might need to change some stuff, or I might just be needing a proper break from the series before I can properly do it justice... but it's status of being continued is in the air; I don't know what I'm going to do with it, but if I do decide to continue and make a third, you all will know.
In the mean-time, I do have another secret project in the works; something rather left field and odd, but I've been enjoying working on it, so hopefully when it appears, you'll enjoy it.
So that's all I needed to say. Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but hopefully you can get into my new project when it eventually makes the rounds online.
Thank you all for understanding.
I hope you all enjoyed. Please, review at your leisure; I still enjoy feedback.
Have a good day, my friends!
Sincerely,
ArmoredCoreNineBall, your friendly (not)robotic (not)overlord (possibly)person who occasionally writes things.
