Sorry for not uploading fast enough! I had to rehearse for the concer . anyways, I'll try to keep on schedule from now on. So... from now on... we'll probably be focusing more on the grownups. Yup, the twists haven't ended just yet. And yes, it's going to be a super short story where probably most of the younger OCs will NOT appear-
Junko: Not like someone's coming back from the dead...
EXP: Uh hum?
Junko: ...Besides them.
Suginei: Shut up and let me tell the story, will you?
"Yuka, come here!" Tenma shouted, waving towards his sister cheerfully. Yuka narrowed her grey blue eyes at her brother... "You know, just because Junko-sama said that, it doesn't mean we're friends."
Tenma rolled his eyes and nudged his sister playfully, "Of course not... we're twins! Now if you don't stop the act, I might as well tell that captain over there that you have a huge crush on him."
"You know I don't!" Yuka giggled, a flash of her old self appearing.
Junko watched the scene play in front of her from the principal's office. "Oh for heaven's sake, Endou-san, haven't you already brought us enough trouble?" The chairman grunted from his seat. But Junko wasn't listening, she was lost in her own thoughts. "What do you want from me?" The chairman demanded.
"Huh?" Junko whipped her head around, and suddenly remembered where she was, "Oh... I want..." she paused as she glanced back out the window at the EXP captains who were now leaving the front gates. "Nothing. I want nothing from you..." She closed her eyes and sighed. If only... I had killed him that day... things wouldn't be like this now. She received a kick from Mamoru and a sharp glare. "Oh! I mean uh... I have a message for you from Ishido Shuuji, and relax..." she muttered, "It's not a good thing for Nii-san."
"Well, I guess that when your soul left you, it somehow managed to stay somewhere within you. And that part of your soul is the part that made you recognize Tenma." Fumiko pointed as the girls sat down on the steps. Sharing thoughts from the match.
"Recognize?" Yuka asked.
"Yeah, that's just my guess. Not like I'm an expert at it." Fumiko added, shrugging.
"Heh, I guess you're right." Yuka grinned. Then her smile disappeared as she noticed Junko walking out of the building with Mamoru. She and the other EXP students scrambled to their feet, "J-Junko-sama!" They stuttered and bowed quickly.
Junko turned her face slightly sideways towards them, and smiled gently, "You did well in the match today."
"Thank you!"
Junko turned her face forward again and followed Mamoru towards the direction of the old club room. Yuka raised her head from her bowing position. Then she wondered for the first time ever since she met the Mistress of EXP... What is her story? All she ever knew was that Junko knew about the inner soul far before she created EXP... "Wait... is Junko-sama an inner soul herself?" Airi voiced out her own question, "Just wondering... because she knows so much about it, and yet she never really... displayed any powers."
"...Don't we all want to know?" Yuka replied after a pause, letting her eyes travel further beyond the gates of Raimon.
"Perhaps she just hasn't shown any of her powers, yet." Miyu seemed to be less interested in this compared to the others.
"Yes, but it still makes people think... that there's something else behind that." Yuka murmured, "I mean... she's been planning for this ever since... she knew about the inner souls as I heard... and that's probably even before ten years ago."
"Look, what makes you think she is an inner soul?" Miyu asked, sitting back down.
"I-I'm not saying she is, but... still..." There's just something... inhuman about her that I don't quite understand.
"Junko, do you remember what I asked you before I left EXP during my first visit there?" Mamoru asked suddenly, stopping in front of the old club room.
"Ah! This sure brings back memories..." Junko noted, brushing her finger tips upon the wooden sign. She paused as Mamoru waited for her reply patiently. "Yes, I do remember..."
"Are you going to answer me this time?" Mamoru asked in a more serious tone.
Junko turned around and stared at her brother with sadness on her face, "...You're my brother. Do I really need to tell you that?"
Mamoru stood there, gaping at her. He was mad... not at her, but at himself. Even if Junko didn't say it out loud, it was clear that his question had made her feel as if she was a nobody all over again. He stared her straight in the eyes... in them, he saw that little girl... crying by herself in the corner of the shed again. "He's dead! I didn't know what happened, believe me, I honestly-" Yes, that same little girl that was taken away from her family by the police.
Even now, Mamoru could hear the words as clear as if they just spoken out loud just a few seconds ago. "it is hard to believe that a young girls her age can possibly commit such a terrible-"
"I didn't do it!" The earsplitting scream of the terrified girl...
"Return to us." Mamoru whispered, reaching out his hand, the tips of his fingers touching his sister's hair.
Junko shook his hand away, "Huh. Guess you remembered. I'm glad." Mamoru winced at her monotone. That's right... that same little girl came back, nothing has changed about her besides her appearance. In his memory, she was still the girl who cried by herself in the corner of the shed. In junior high, Junko was the sunflower of the soccer club, always bringing joy and hope... just so that she wouldn't be shadowed by her elder brother. in high school, she was still had the spotlight. After university, she disappeared. Looking back... Mamoru recalled the news-reporter's words and knew that he was wrong. The words should have been changed to, "It's hard to believe that a girl that was once so bright have become so dark."
He knew very well... that even though Junko was right in front of him, he still couldn't reach her by just simply reaching out his hand towards her. "You've... become harder to read."
"There's a temporary truce between us and Fifth Sector right now." Junko said, turning her back on him in a business like way, "So, you're under the protection of my teams' captains for now."
"Protection?"
"Yes, since you are no longer the coach for Raimon, Kouri and Jikan has been assigned to hm... 'spy' on you. And I suppose my dear Masako and Miho shall be doing the jobs of organizing who will offer a helping hand to Raimon in their next match. Which requires both hostility and friendliness..."
"That's impossible."
"So you say, all-mighty-god-like-former-main-character-of-the-anime."
"...Why don't you just say 'Gary Stue'?"
"Hm, because you're not a Gary Stue, dear brother. Because you're the former main character and plus, you suck at relationships with girls."
"What?"
"I won't be surprised if Natsumi-chan had to confess to straight in the face and also had to be the one who offers marriage."
"Aren't you getting a bit far...?"
"Oh, I don't think so, Mr. All-mighty-god-like-"
"Okay, I get it! You can stop calling me that! This whole drama story has been turned into a 'give-the-guy-a-super-long-nickname' showdown!"
"That's a good idea, you should tell my creator that!"
"...I think she just wrote that whole conversation down."
"Oh, she did, didn't she?"
Takuto wanted to talk to Fumiko about something... he wanted very badly to know... what was this anxious feeling he was having? And what was causing it? Ever since he had that conversation with Mite Hito... his mind has been extremely confused and packed up with unwanted feelings. What's worse, her face kept appearing in front of him... "Shindou-kun?" That's it... things were much more serious then he thought.
He clinched his fist and opened his mouth-
Junko: ..THAT WAS IT?
Suginei: ...I DID explain.
Junko: STILL-
Suginei: Yes, sorry guys... I honestly didn't have time to make the whole thing into comedy. Although I did manage a little at the end .
Junko: PFFT.
Suginei: Oh, just shut up. It's already 1:12 am here!
Yuka: ^^"" Well... there's also something else that kept you from writing, right?
Suginei: Oh, yes... Matsurei.
Yuka: I didn't mean her, I mean the OCs...
Suginei: OH YEAH! Those who have their OCs in EXP, please uh... yeah... make up a story of... how they died . 'cause uh... I have plans for them. Oh yeah and also include who finds out first and who already knows about it. Yes, please describe in great detail. Unless it's a super simple story line.
Yuka: SPOTLIGHT! X3
Suginei: Shut up. And now I shall go to bed... (yawns) See you all next week... when I hope I'll get to write down more stuff...
