Hip 10: Class for the Fasstest
"You sure you wanna go and watch this Mikado-kun, hmmm?"
"Remind me exactly what it is you're trying to dissuade me from now."
Of the agent students heading to the pool area due to practice taking place for the elite class members, Masumi opened the small talk portion of "the bland walk" routine to Mikado for one simple fact: Their two "star" clients, Mio and Makina, were up first on the list of practice races… or more precisely, that news had already hit their ears the two girls had decided on this long before the school day had even begun.
"Why else? Our star ass-girls are being pitted against each other, but in a somewhat sad manner it's Mio whom Kawaguchi is against. I do think the matchup will be interesting, but from what I've seen of your notes, I worry you'll witness something rather one sided."
"Wait you've looked at my notes?!"
"Well they were just sitting there on your desk."
"For whatever reason the fact that you would do that isn't as surprising to me as it probably should be… not like I can do anything about it, ugh."
"Very reasonable of you, Mikado-kun. How about this. I'll make it up to you if Kawaguchi can beat Miochi."
"You're on."
The roommates reached the pool with three basic practice lands spread across, some of the Elite Class already sparing between themselves even before the Elite Class Instructor showed up.
Mikado wasn't surprised to see Makina was one of these sport-heads who was busy scrawling things down on a notepad.
"Huh, so she does go about making plans of her own." Mikado said, leaning back as he sat down at the top of the bleachers, "But… I can't help but shave off the sense she's being a bit too cocky about all of this… from what I've been through the past few days I doubt I'm wrong either."
Makina put her notepad down and gave Mikado a wave from across the other end of the pool, a excessively confident smile on her face. As soon as she saw Mikado notice her wave she gestured her right pointer and middle fingers towards her puckered lips in a slow flowing motion before moving her fingers off her lips to point towards him before bringing her fingers to the curve of the rear Mikado knew from personal experience was athletically durable, tight, smooth, and yet soft and moving her fingers all over as she held herself and her face gently shook like she was in the falseful throes of pleasure.
"So… nobody is gonna question that but me, are they?" Mikado mumbled to himself as he leaned on a hand and sighed, keeping his right eye open. He didn't quite want to deal with the irritation his left eye could cause him at the moment.
"She must really like you." Masumi flatly said as they looked up to Mikado's disgruntled face, gently swaying side to side with their arms behind their back.
"Well I won't deny that seems to be the things… course she's a bit too cocky for her own good." Mikado grumbled, cocking his head to one side, "They do say pride before a fall… I get the feeling Kawaguchi may be due for one of those lessons."
"Sounds like you're cursing her for failure with how much you've said that. Shouldn't you try to cheer her on? She might need it.." Furukawa walking to the edge of the pool with a clipboard and directing the girls into groups. "She's the opening act."
"A bit of failure does people good every now and again. Can't win every battle now can you?" MIkado replied flatly, "I say that, but I'm actually kinda worried. If she loses I can't help but feel like Kawaguchi will take it way harder than she really should. Some people take blows to their ego harder than others."
In the middle group was Makina now out of her over clothes and stretching her athletic body framed by her sunset orange one-piece, seeming to banter with Mio who only seemed to be getting more and more excited as they continued to have their exchange.
The two started to laugh at something before changing to very serious and competitive stances as Tsubasa Furukawa started blowing her whistle, the two girls diving into the water before the land was even brought closer to them. Makina's dive more just pure force, while Mio's showed her experience as a pro swimmer.
"Well it seems Miochi get Kawaguchi all fired up. Miochi is unbeatable when she's all fired up and aroused." Masumi said in a singsong tone that contradicted the supposed fact they spouted.
"TMI." Mikado grumbled.
Now on the land, Makina and Mio were staring each other down, only circling each other as the teacher blew her whistle to commence the training match.
Mikado made sure to open both eyes once the first move was made. It wasn't really the kind of movement from both competitors that was intended to try and land a strike. The forward strikes Makina and Mio exchanged with their rears were easily dodged. Mikado however, knew from experience that moves in sports like this were for the sake of sizing one up. Opening a fight (since he'd decided it was easiest to rationalize Keijo as one would an MMA match) guns blazing was typically a good way to get yourself beat in seconds.
Course not like he knew much about those particulars since he'd never competed in a contact sport that demanded actual fighting ability.
But the short exchange had a rapid change in pace. Makina gained a smirk as she slid past Mio's next move. She spun her hips around and down, sharply angling herself upwards into an uppercut move that squarely hit Mio in the temple, nearly hitting the ground before slamming her legs down to stop the motion.. As the blonde young woman stumbled backwards while she reeled from it, Makina spun back to a proper stance, her arms behind her back as she let out a chuckle.
"Sorry, did I hit a bit too hard? I was hoping for a bit more of a tap, but you are number one in our class. I shouldn't hold back, should I?" Makina said. Her confident smirk was near oblivious to the sudden darker aura that had risen around Mio as she clutched at her head.
And that was when things got strange.
Mikado noticed it quickly because of a sudden flare in the sensation in his left eye, enough that he shut it and slammed his hand over it. Makina started to saunter forward slowly. Mio however, had lowered her arms. One hand was moving, her fingers twitching in a manner like how one would be tapping on a touch screen until it stopped and gripped an intangible object with all her might.
And then suddenly, like a puppet attached to strings, Makina's movements changed, and the expression on her face saying she wasn't making these movements of her own accord.
Everything felt as if all the sound was drained away into silence. Mio moved her other hand in a swipe to the right. Makina froze..and then took a shaky side step to the right. Then another, and then she was at the edge of the Land.
Mio turned away, not even facing Makina as she used her still twitching right hand to hold her head that seemed to be pulsating in pain. She swiped her left hand to the right again and Makina went to break out of what was binding her body with a spiralling hip leap upon Mio's open back.
Only for her to lose her balance like someone swept her leg and she slid off the edge of the Land, sinking into the water before just floating to the surface face up as she just seemed to go limp and lifeless.
Mio didn't turn around, she only crouched down and held her head in pain, somewhat shaking.
The moment was empty, no one would say anything, even the other elite class girls sparring stopped to just stare at what happened. Almost stunned.
"What the… the hell was that?" Mikado let out a grimace as he felt his left eye throbbing, something of a sick feeling in his stomach now. He'd almost zoned out because of the sudden shock he'd felt, even with his left eye shut tight. "Oi, Masumi, the hell happened?!"
Masumi was just quiet. Watching Mio be lifted away as she started to lay on the ground holding her head in what had to be intense pain. "Something in Mio broke.."
"I know by now this is gonna sound typical of me but… what?" Mikado replied, looking down to Makina, who was being fished out of the water by the poolside staff. "I also can't really describe it but… I could've sworn I just felt something… sick in Kawaguchi… something negative."
Masumi's usual confidence had faded, looking down to the unmoving Makina. "She's broken too.. But for different reasons.. Mio can read and use the bio-frequencies of others, she usually didn't use since she kinda saw it as unfair unless things pushed her to the edge, but the limits she could do were just lock a person's leg or make a person turn their head and look in a direction.. Not full body control.."
"So then how the heck… wait, wait I think I got it." Mikado held up a hand as he thought, putting a hand on his head for a moment, then snapping his right hand fingers, "Yeah, that'd make sense…"
"What would?"
"Kawaguchi's own ability probably functions on the same basic idea." Mikado said, "Think of it like… I dunno, a projector or something. Kawaguchi's ability can use her own frequencies to change another's through physical contact… so maybe that's why all the people she spars with start backing off like they're staring down a predator… she's making fight-or-flight kick in involuntarily."
"She's a beacon of frequencies so rabid even I could see them. Considering Kawaguchi imposes frequency changes upon others and Mio could read them, having something forced right into her head must be a terrible nightmare.. But also gives her the literal keys to every part of her.. Or Makina is just spewing her central frequency all the time.. Either one is a nightmare for her if she has to face anyone else with a similar ability to Mio." Masumi contemplated with Mikado, all semblance of smugness and superiority dropped in the presence of discovery and despair.
"So basically, this matchup screwed Kawaguchi from the start. She ended up facing somebody who had the exact skill set needed to counter her abilities… but it looks like she tripped something. Something just… unpleasant." Mikado brought his left hand up to his eye again, still feeling it throb.
Masumi pointed to the unmoving Makina who just stared at the sky as her hands slowly started to grip themselves. "Kawaguchi isn't unconscious. She's just empty now.. I can't explain it in a sensible manner but all of her usual frequencies are just gone right now..It's almost like when someone starts mentally regressing due to trauma.. It's just..Mikado-kun?"
"Yeah?"
"You should go check on her. She does consider you important to her. Right?"
"That's something I'm still not entirely sure about." Mikado replied, sighing, "I'll check up on her after they've sorted this out… doubt much else is gonna be done for a while anyway. Though… seeing her physical condition wouldn't hurt, I guess."
Mikado gave a small sigh and got up, trotting down from the bleachers and to the poolside. Makina was rebuffing the lifeguards as they were looking her over. Mikado coming over only seemed to put her into more of a foul mood than she appeared to be in.
"Hey uh… you alright?" Mikado asked, bending down a bit, Makina clicking her tongue, standing up and wringing her hair out a bit.
"I'm fine I just… wanna be left alone for a while."
"Look, Kawaguchi, if you need to talk just… I'll listen. We agreed to work together, didn't we?" Mikado's statement got Makina to suddenly clam up. Her hands rolled into fists, and she stalked off without a word to be said about it, prompting Mikado to give a sigh. "Don't I know that feeling… but also how damn hard it bites you in the ass."
It was a normal day for Haruka as he watched the highest performing students of the normal class train their abilities and do a strange kind of stretches that only seemed to make his bedmate pull off as many poses that show case the source of the misery and the very sweet dreams he was suffering… Okay, maybe it wasn't a normal day today..
Haruka just started to look back at his life leading up to today. He moved into a very nice room with a nice sex proof bed (He wish he didn't know that) but with a long tongued irish bachelor with a geas style code of ethics towards an anal addicted wolf ass spirit girl and her spiritually inclined family as his roommate, his kinda friend who forgot to take lessons in how to be professional (or was it how to be Keijo professional..he could never tell the difference) and instead took lessons on how to be stoic and dry, which doesn't help he's got a bitch queen girlfriend.. He thinks he's her boyfriend, he does remember hearing them doing it in the storage room and the one time he went to take a shower in the locker… soo, probably.. Though he does say no when he asks.
"Miyata, You should take it easy, You broke all of your goals today." Kiss said to comfort his partner, she only gave him a look before dragging his face down to her spats covered hips via his scarf.
Oh yeah.. How could he forget. His other kind of friend..the butt loving nice guy who loves the sport and the players within it...though the current situation is a strong example of the problem Haruka has with him.. He's always stuck in the ass of the friend of his new bedmate who might be his kinda girlfriend now. He's not sure anymore..
Now his mind is stuck on Nozomi, the ribbon girl, the fledgling queen of the rear, the very nice girl with a very sexy pair of pillow worthy buns that was a perfect mix of firmness and deliciously soft flesh that helped him achieve sweet dreams...ugh now it won't go down...way to go Takagi, think about the super positive girl with the amazing ass that would totally say yes if you asked, at the sidelines of a field full of girls with a variety of athletic bodies..though to him all of those girls were just suffering in the form of rears waiting to happen.
Haruka went back to focus on his new bedmate and without trying he looked back at her 'championship belt' of an ass. Why did he keep thinking about it, and why does it like feel his mind can't let go of the firm, round, delicious especially when sweaty and soft ass Nozomi carried around on her body without proper awareness of how amazing it was.. Oh right.. It's because half of his time for the last few days had his face lovingly kept in the depths of it!...
At least she's his girlfriend… right?
Is she his girlfriend? They do share a bed now.. She enjoys all of the accidental foreplay they've done..they've had something that could be called as a first date...oh gods..they're a thing!...maybe, probably.. He's not even sure anymore.. What's even going on?!
Today was a normal day for Haruka but for his mind it wasn't. It was one fed by the magazines and websites his sister would look up and do things with his laptop over the years and oh gods Nozomi's coming this way and she's got a layer of sweat now..adding a layer of shine and glisten to ALL of her skin.
"Hey, Haruka-san!" Nozomi called out, cheerily waving to the suddenly embarrassed looking boy, "So hey, if you won't mind me asking, a bit later, could we help me out with a consort thing? She's being all grumpy now." she pointed at the thin layer of smoke coming off her rear. Haruka's eyes trailing to the massively dented to the point of bending upon itself padded cylinder the other kinetic type students were practicing on.
He kinda knew what Nozomi is saying.. It was something he vaguely knew about from his sister trying to achieve one of her own in very absurd ways.. But he never expected this to lead to him sleeping with his face buried in the succulent butt of the Ribbon girl, and yet being able to breath without issue and hearing that weird wordless voice that made him feel like his whole being was hugged by two Nozomis at the same time.. It made him think of what it'd be like if she wasn't sleeping in thick fuzzy pajama pants..
"Whatever it is you're doing Haruka-kun, it's really helpin' me out! She might really like you too, what her name is. "Nozomi noticed Haruka was partially zoning out as she stretched, and he was hiding he was..aroused...but she couldn't help herself in how that was just cute to her in how he was just hide his gentle bits.. Was she the cause for it? That's impossible.. Haruka was just the really cute boy that tolerated all of her weird needed after care due to her overwhelming abilities..right?
"Nozomi.. You don't have a name for that thing of yours?" He asked, his voice coming off as meek to his own frustration.
"Yeah, I still don't fully get how it works but I've gotten a hella tough butt that just keeps getting stronger and sensitive. It's honestly the worst pet I've ever had to manage and it wants to played with more and more. So it's kinda just a relief we have you around to take over for me." Nozomi said with a tired enthusiasm, aiming her butt at Haruka as she bent down, only to rotate herself as she felt it warn her of Haruka's Magnetism trigger, leaving her bending down her face right next to the center of Haruka's frame.
Haruka was now stuck in his position, but he chose to just power through it and play it off. "How about you name it Haigusha? You did said it was like a consort or something."
Nozomi paused for a moment, hands on her hips but more on her rear than her hip as she pressed her thumbs into her cheeks, bringing the dull pain that awakened all of the damage she needed to heal. "Hmm.. I like it! I never could come up with anything but you coming up with it just makes sound great." Nozomi looked over her shoulder, cupping her rear. "You like your name Haigusha?"
Nozomi turned back to Haruka. "I think she likes it!" She cheered before groaning in pain. "Haruka-kun I need to ask another favor of ya'."
"Uuhh, alright." Haruka curled his eyebrow at what now came to his maybe girlfriend bedmate.
Nozomi placed her hands on the edges to the center of her rear and turned around so they were once again rear to face.
Haruka felt the cursed pull go through his whole body as Nozomi moved her hand covered rear closer to his face. He was brought up to his knees as his face was buried in her tight sweatpants covered rear, his sense of smell welcomed with an arousing scent of her training and 'affection' of her own, the edges of his face felt like they were being lovingly cupped by his partner as the familiar feeling of his whole being was being hugged by what he could only image as Nozomi wrapped around his mind. His pants starting to strain against the erection that was growing past what his body usually presented, only growing to the point of dull pain as he could outright taste Nozomi herself wasn't in that much of a better state, plus the moans of relief and very likely pleasure coming out of her mouth were only making the situation more intense.
Unable to just let himself go into a state of daydreaming he placed a kiss on the center of her rear and he was pried off his partner's rear after she recovered from a minor spasm of sorts.
Before he dropped to the ground on his back Nozomi swooped in with a hug, her head resting on his shoulder. "Thanks Haruka, I feel so much better now."
She proceeded to let go and let him drop to the ground, waving to him as she left to go destroy her training dummy even more. "I'll seeya tonight at your room, no promises on not having any knots!"
Haruka pondering his life for a brief moment before shakily getting up to his feet and going off to find the nearest rest room to get Nozomi's alluring scent off his face and the result of his thoughts out of his system.
But the poor Kaola boy had one innocent question left on his mind after this whole ordeal..
"Did that count as our first kiss?"
"This is the day, huh. All our work will all for naught if we don't prove them all wrong, right Sayaka?" Kiss said to himself, looking at the interior inscriptions of his (the character Shiri in the shape of roses) patterned scarf.
"Well I didn't know you could get nervous. I knew you were just like everybody else." Mikado, ever unable to pass up a chance for some snark, had a smirk on as he spoke.
"Yeah...I guess I am." Kiss breathed out his words, not even turning to face his friend though the slight smirk on his face made his situation clear.
"Well he's being awfully quiet for once." Mikado noted, then sighing when a particular voice reached his ears, Mikado promptly throwing one arm out and catching Haruka as the boy tripped on nothing. "Don't run on bleachers Takagi, that's a damn good way to break something."
"S-Sorry! I was just dealing with something, and only remembered these Races were happening a few minutes ago." Haruka said, taking a seat and leaning forward a bit. "Ah actually… what are these joint-class Races for anyway?"
"Seriously?!" Mikado felt himself lurch from a sudden feeling of a fault in his mind. "Well, it's… Kiss you wanna say or am I…" Kiss still wasn't looking at him. "Okay I guess not. Guess the exposition is on me then…"
"Huh? What do you mean by exposition? We're not in a manga..." Haruka said.
"Just let me say it." Mikado said, leaning on a hand. "What's going on now are class exchange Races. Basically, students in the normal course are getting the chance to go up against the elite course students and get themselves transferred into that class. In short, it's a chance to bump themselves up a notch and get better training sooner."
"Oh so… then that means Nozomi-san could get into the elite class… wait, Mikado-san, isn't one of your test clients in the normal course?"
"Yeup. That'd be Kazane. I half expected to see Kawaguchi here but… ugh, that damn girl is mulling off somewhere else. Guess her loss the other day really did hit her that hard… ugh, she's too damn troublesome sometimes." Mikado hung his head as he muttered, Haruka giving an awkward trouble.
"I can understand troublesome… believe me, I've been surrounded by people who are nothing but trouble my entire life." Haruka responded, also hanging his head. "So… how exactly does the class exchange work? Do like… the losers in the Race get swapped if they were in the Elite class, or is it some kind of merit system… like performing well enough or winning will bump you up?"
"I mean how else would it work?" Mikado said, Haruka looking at him for a better answer. "I'd assume the latter… uh… I think."
"Normal Course winners get taken into the Elite List no matter what. It's based on scores determined in the entry exam and than altered with continued performance. They start factoring in mastery of Meta Abilities and such." Kiss explained, staring towards the normal class as they grouped up into a block, Ujibe giving her briefing as the Elite class grouped up in front of the normal class students.
"The Class Exchange tries to replicate Professional Races by having all of the Elite class members be ballot based to the six slots today, ala final bosses and have the lands be taken from a list randomly determined by one of the normal course members." The screen scoreboard started showing the whole Elite Class Line up.
A staff lady from one of the tables started speaking into a mic. "Elite Class Students that have filed a reservation for today will go first. Rokudou Rin for group one,Yoshida Atsuko for group two, Kusakai Mio for group three, Fujisaki Kotone for group four. Groups five and six will be lead by.." Each of the elite girls raising their hand to show they're ready to go.
The lady stopped for a brief moment, pulling strips of paper from a neatly decorated box. "Mikado, if Kawaguchi gets called on and she's not here. She will need to do a solo match with one of the unpicked elite class and if she doesn't win that… she will be demoted from the elite class."
"Yeah about her… well… I'll bring it up later." Mikado said, biting his thumb a bit. "Seriously… she's acting so damn stupid."
"Group five will be lead by Kogatana Saya, and Group six will be lead by Kawaguchi Makina…" The lady went quiet as she got up from her seat to scan the area for Makina. "Kawaguchi Makina. Kawaguchi Makina?" Another staff member walked over to the lady and whispered to her in a awkward moment of silence.
"Mikado-san...I think you have my luck today.." Haruka remarked, Mikado grumbling as he felt eyes turn to him.
"It appears Kawaguchi Makina is not present...alright than. Tsukishita Usagi will lead Group Six." The staff finished, a slight buzz forming in the students.
The Elite class started to move to the other side of pool, Ujibe picking up her megaphone. "Everyone get familiar with your competition. Land selection will start in five minutes!"
As this was going on, other Agent class students began to mill onto the stands while chatting about with each other, though in a near miraculous (not likely) manner, the "Elites" of the Agents yet again bled into their own little group at the lower area of the stands. The best place to watch the Races of their training clients.
"Heheh, They're taking our spots..not like we need them." Kiss whispered to Mikado with a smile that felt more conflicted than amused.
Below the stands, Nozomi was looking around to find her opponent for some idea on what she'll be like in her upcoming make or break race. "Kotone Fujisaki..why does that name seems familiar?.. Probably nothing."
"It's a real bummer Kaminashi, I didn't get to chain you in. No one else in the normal class can keep up with me without cheating. It'll just be the easiest slaughter I've done in a while. " Rin bragged with complete confidence from behind Nozomi.
Nozomi noticed Miyata from a short ways away gave a stare towards Rin, she turned around to face the speedster. "We have a bunch of players that can surpass any expectations you got! And what's that about cheating!?"
"Oh nothing, I just ran a lap around that whole mountain before I got here and just feel really good right now."Rin said matter of factly to Nozomi's surprise of such a high olympic level feat. turn to face the stands she gave a wave as a cat ear like poof of hair poofed from the right side of her hair. "Hey Masumi! What was my time for today's warm-up?"
Masumi gave a smile as they popped up right next Haruka and company, pulling out a stop watch that almost obviously was only used for this particular activity. "Four minutes fifty-one seconds, Rinrin!"
"Nice, four seconds off the last! And hey I told you to stop with that nickname, You're my agent. Give me some respect" Rin put her hands on her hips and than a mean look to Masumi, quickly noticing she was ruining her whole intimidating presence (not that she had it) as she looked back to Nozomi. "All I'm saying is no one unless they really have the butt muscles to be S rank material just won't get my engine going.. And anyone that is pretending they are up to snuff, I'll just make 'em eat my afterimage."
"Group one, head to the front!" the loudspeakers blasted before Nozomi could give a response.
"Well that's my call. Don't feel bad when that pervert friend of yours gets humiliated in front of everyone." Rin jogged off to the front. Miyata's look darkening as her ribboned hair covered the top half of her face.
"Hey, wait! You didn't answer my...question." Nozomi's voice faded out as she stopped trying. Miyata walking off without saying a word. "Miyata-chan…"
Back in the stands Kiss was staring at his ribboned partner before pulling down his scarf to look at the inside of it. "Mikado, I need your opinion on something."
"Do tell." Mikado replied, his left eye closed.
"Is it more important for an agent, especially one of Regalia, to work for their own personal connections or for their career?"
"That's… hard for me to answer." Mikado murmured. "I'm still new to the whole Keijo thing, so I'm not as familiar with some of the finer details you are but… why not make it both? Make personal connections, have friends you can rely on, but also work with those who you can advance your career with. So yeah we're agents, and I assume that at least works like a typical sports agent to a degree… but I still see it like a team. And a team gets fucking nowhere if you can't trust each other or express how you feel…. But if you want me to shorten it, then here's what I mean: Suck it up, stop mulling around, and do what YOU want to do. Make people respect you based on what you DO… and if you fuck up along the way, then try again, and learn from your mistakes."
Kiss smiled and tried to say something but stopped himself as Mikado kept going, and he just started to laugh. "You're not my friend for nothing. Heheh. I don't really know what to say to that but thanks. I was on the fence about something kinda important and..well. I'll tell you later."
"Group one will be competing on a See-Saw Style land!" the loudspeakers blasted across the whole pool.
Group one started to ready themselves as the engineers moved the land in position. Rin sprinting in place for a brief moment before drinking her whole sports bottle of water to the point it started to compress upon itself, than bouncing the compressed bottle on her hand at such a speed it appeared to be floating.
"Isn't she being a little cocky? Players don't normally go off flaunting their powers like that do they?" Haruka said, Mikado giving a hum.
"Intimidation maybe? Trying to psych out her opponents? Hey, Fyodor what do you-where is he?" As soon as Mikado turned his head, Kiss wasn't there in his seat anymore. Instead he was able to find him making his way down to the poolside.
"The race will begin in five minutes! All students be ready in Five minutes!" The loudspeakers announced mid the growing tension.
Miyata was stretching and making sure every part of her was ready to pushed to her utter limit and then some. Even making sure her plug was only gonna help her focus, not distract her. She couldn't let Rokudou's newly gained overconfidence make everything she worked for to be all for naught. She promised she would become one of the best and she won't ever break it.
She finished stretching and hit the base of her hands into her rear like one would pound their chest before turning to see where Fyodor was, only to be surprised when he wasn't there. Before she even started to show any sign of searching for him she felt a warm kiss on each of her cheeks that sent shivers of energy through her whole body.
Kiss stood up with a calm smile on his face as Miyata looked at him silently. "Hey, Sayaka. You ready to show everyone what you're made of!"
Miyata felt a smile grew up her face. "Yes. Yes I am."
"I just want you to know, no matter what, I'm here to support you through everything even if I lose everything and everyone sees me as pervert that could be used for a quick way to get ahead. I wanted to tell you that I'm here for you, and even if I'm maybe sounding redundant I wanted to let you know...you mean alot to me." Fyodor opened up and let out all of his feelings.
Kiss started to walk away. "Seeya, I'll be cheering you on from the sidelines." only to stop dead as Miyata spoke.
"Fyodor. Could you give me one more kiss?" she was rubbing her anklet against her other leg as she held her hands together in a sign of anxiety.
Kiss just smiled. "Of course, just tur-" he was cut off as he was grabbed his scarf and his mouth was utterly dominated by his beloved's.
Fyodor and Sayaka made out for a good minute, past the point anyone around them kept staring. The two pulled back for a brief moment. "Fyodor, I need you to say it..and before you doubt me, I love you too much to let you be taken away by anyone, got it?"
"I love you more than anyone I've ever known in my whole life Sayaka." His mouth was dominated once again as Sayaka couldn't hold herself back.
After another good minute or two, Miyata broke off the long playfully combative kiss and Kiss collapsed to his back as she gave a very deliberate lovetap to his pelvis, luckily being caught by Nozomi before he could hit the ground. His eyes full of fleshy peaches and hearts.
"Heheheheee… I FUCKING CALLED IT!" Mikado suddenly shouted, shooting to his feet as a victorious sounding laugh left his mouth. "How about that eh Fyodor? I know you better than you think! Good on you ya' ass-loving dork!"
"M-Mikado-san?!" Haruka yelped, shrinking away when attention suddenly diverted to Mikado.
Kiss would have tried to give some kind of witty response if not for how completely delirious with joy he was at the very moment.
Mind the small radius of people that were obviously disgusted by Kiss' actions, Nozomi brought him somewhat down to the ground. "His eyes look like Haruka's when he was helping Haigusha out...weird.." upon seeing Miyata was starting to walk away, she dropped Kiss and went after her rival who was more just now her closest friend than anything else.
"Y'know I'm sorry about earlier." Nozomi opened with no surprise about the intense event mere moments ago. Miyata turning to face her with slight confusion.
"What? You don't have anything to be sorry about."
"I didn't get to tell Rokudou how you would give her a run for her money. "
"Oh." Miyata didn't give much of a response.
"I wanted to tell her how amazing you are, but she was too amused with herself to listen!"
Miyata gave a blank look. "Don't worry about it. I'll surprise her." that grew into a smile.
"That's the spirit!" She raised her hand up for a high five. "Now go win it for me and Kiss."
Miyata felt her rear clench on it's own and she started to walk to the land, high fiving Nozomi as she briefly closed her eyes, a slight devilish smirk showing her true feelings for a brief moment.. "Leave it to me. I got a few things to prove."
After a very tense two minutes of silence as the players made it onto the land, Kiss recomposed himself to get back next to his friends, watching his beloved with the utmost seriousness.
Rin was looking away from the others, smiling as Masumi gave her a thumbs up.
"Five. Four. Three. Two. One!" the bell was rung!
"This'll be easy. Got to give them all a good s-" Rin bragged as she turned only to be cut off by a bolting Miyata. The two other students surprised by the intense pressure wave.
"Sink!" She cried with a single spiraling high-speed barrage.
The opening assault of blows from Miyata was immediately dodged as if on a reflexive reaction by Rin, who stepped back as Miyata skid past her, leaving the moment hanging from the sudden movement by Rin.
"Well there's an obvious skill gap in here, that's some reaction speed." Mikado murmured, his right eye shut as his left eye followed things. "Or… maybe it's something else. Her Meta ability?"
"Rokudou was going to let Sayaka hit her. It's not a skill gap..it's a whole other level separating them. Sayaka just doesn't notice she can't let herself take so many blows without going all out.."
"Well, this is gonna be interesting then."
"She moved before I even reached her! That speed...that speed is impossible to achieve as a reaction!" Sayaka planted her foot to bring herself to a stop, Rin chuckling as she smirked at the former judoka.
"Hehe! You almost got me there, you want to do this huh, must be all antsy from the pretty boy saying all those sweet nothings to ya'. I was told you were the calm and collected type Miyata-san, but turns out you're quite a domineering dandere." Her words just seemed to resonant on that level that irritated Miyata..and they didn't even sound like Rin's own words.. "Now let me tell you something helpful before you even consider taking another step. Rushing me at the very beginning wasn't a smart move. Let's not forget I'm the fastest outfigher in western- actually let's just say I'm the fastest outfighter in Japan, maybe the fastest person period, if we want to just put the facts out there. " Rin's ego was almost suffocating, but it had an angle of amusement to Miyata. It only fueled her desire to crush her even more.
"You keep saying that, but everyone here knows better than to believe your over-inflated ego."
"Oh, if I'm not the fastest, than who is? You better not be counting any of those weird inhuman ladies!"
"For starters, you're not the fastest of anything, and if you haven't put it all together already, it should be obvious. Because I'm here." Miyata brought a hand to her chest in a boosting gesture. "It's been bugging me enough to cough enough blood to help a bullet wound survivor that you just took that title for yourself and didn't even stop there."
Rin just smirked as she crouched down, closing her eyes. "That's rich coming from you of all people, like you ever had to work hard since you stopped doing Judo.. but you're right, my bad. I jumped the gun a bit… but alright, I'll give you a chance, since this is your only chance to prove you have any skills of your own merit. Let's check it out."
The other two players on the Land thought this was a chance. Instead, Rin immediately popped back up, quickly blocking both strikes aimed for her, rapidly striking back. A trained eye would see that in that moment, Rin had landed seven strikes each on the two, sending them to the edge of the Land with ease.
"Now then, let's see who's faster." Rin opened her eyes as her smirk started to grow even deeper. Her pupils were now rounded slits….
"That was fast but… I think I got a count for how many times she hit them. It was like… six each? No, seven?" Mikado murmured past the fact he kind of wanted to growl out at the fact his left eye was throbbing again, and he took a glance over at Kiss. "What did you see?"
Kiss held a hand to his chin as he analyzed the situation. His other hand gripping his scarf extremely tight despite his serious posture. "Mainly Blurs of motion. But considering the angle of landing and how a Redirective Meta-type's body has to move to compensate for the insane speed they output, it's seven blows, and she wasn't even trying."
"Well… damn." Was all Mikado could say in reply.
"Hm, talk about crossing out all their lives." Masumi chuckled as they leaned on a hand, a smirk rising to the androgyne's features.
The Land then suddenly teetered with a shift of those on it, and the two on the edge were launched off as it tried to intensely regain it's center of balance. "Konishi and Nemoto have sunk!"
"What the heck is with this Land?" The question was posed, fittingly enough, by both Haruka and Nozomi in tandem, Mikado himself lifting a brow in question to this.
"It's a special type of Land. Take notes kids, because this is important." Masumi chuckled, holding a finger up as they spoke. "This Land is all about balancing one's weight as they move across it. It's all too easy to fling oneself off of this type of Land… and there's many more unique types where this one came from."
With a crack of her neck and spine, Rin's hair sprung out and formed feline like ears, even her teeth seemed to be more pronounced. "Guess you're now honored to see what helped me kick my old health problems in the balls. Let's hit it."
The next move was little more than a flash once Rin moved again, faster than she'd been going before. Each counter to what Miyata threw at her appeared as if Rin's rear would vanish and then appear in the exact spot she needed to counter each and every blow that was thrown her way. The blocks were coming out just as, if not faster, than what Miyata was throwing.
"She's countering all of my blows before I even get to hitting her. Something's' up and I just need...to...last."
"Mada, Mada, Mada, Mada!" Rin yelled as she overwhelmed Miyata with a barrage of afterimages, enough to make it look like Rin was coming at her from multiple areas at once without end. She was downright running laps around Miyata in the process, her blows spiraling around. The assault wasn't ending, forcing Miyata to step back onto the defensive to block the slams.
"Damnit! I knew Rokudou was fast but this is absurd, I can feel the martial training in her movements!" The exchange between the speedsters continued, both near-flashes in the vision of the less trained eyes of some in the crowd, but the shockwaves alone were enough to clue them in on what was going on. "She's constantly changing her ass tempo..she's actively stopping me from getting used to her speed.." Seeing what looked like a chance, Miyata changed up her movements to strike back, but again her blows were countered repeatedly. In response to this, Rin found her own opening, going for an uppercut Miyata just managed to dodge, but she was pushed back to the edge of the Land again."Her movements are so soft..it's like she always existed at this speed.. How do I overcome that when I've only worked my body to achieve this level of speed myself !?"
The movements from the two were causing the Land to shake up and down without end as they moved about it. Yet despite this, Rin's own movements were, seemingly without effort, sliding her into spots that were "safe" to land on and strike from.
"So… anyone else notice how she's moving? It's odd, isn't it?" Mikado commented, then looking at Masumi, "So, you gonna regale us with some new cryptic knowledge about what she's doing or what?"
Masumi was very openly annoyed by their own style being breached by Mikado's "tactless Prediction". "Rinrin is quite gifted.." They gave a brief look to Kiss who was barely even paying mind to those around him as just watched the Race with the utmost severity. "..or should I say she worked until she found something special within her. Something that will let her beat anyone that relies on being faster than her."
"What the heck does that-"
"-Don't even try. They're not going to give you an answer. All that matters is Sayaka figuring it out." Kiss cut Mikado off, his voice grim and even somewhat ominous as he keep staring forward towards the dueling young women.
"Then I'll elect to shut up and keep watching." Mikado said.
"What's up now? That's all you've got, Princess?" Rin taunted as she rushed in again, Miyata gritting her teeth and going in for a blow that will break Rin's movements, only for Rin to near instantly readjust her form and than completely attack from a different position. "A double feint!"
Another spiraling blow up, and Miyata was hit in the gut. Miyata stumbled back in a small daze, at the edge of the Land, Rin chuckling as she came to a stop.
"Miyata-chan!" Nozomi yelled out in surprise, the crowd already too wrapped up in the tension of the fight to notice her outburst. Kiss himself cut off his own worried groan, his right hand gripping his scarf even tighter before he let go all together and just silently watched with a semblance of understanding.
"That was quite the blow. The feint was impressive for the speed they were going at." Masumi said, Mikado giving the androgynous Agent a stare.
"That'd work on anyone!" Haruka shouted, just as Mikado was about to speak, the red-head choosing to continue either way.
"She did a double feit at a speed I could barely keep up with. Don't go undercutting how that's actually impressive to pull off. I may not know all this Keijo business, but I know good sports skills when I see them." Mikado said, Masumi just shrugging.
"I'm surprised you can even keep up with this Mikado-san, it's insane." Haruka said, Nozomi nodding along to the koala-boy's words.
"So this is a Race between outfighters?! They fight entirely based on speed, and any miss can be fatal." Nozomi seemed to be thinking aloud, but her words were definitely echoing what Haruka was thinking at the moment.
"I just hope Miyata-san can recover from that, she's almost lost her balance." Haruka said, Mikado giving a hum, his right eye closed as a light flickered at his left eye.
"We'll see about that." Mikado murmured, looking over at Kiss, who only seemed more confident instead of at all worried.
"Talk about an easy lap. You claim to be the fastest and that's all you got? Sadly this looks like this is mine." Rin took a stance and then threw herself into the air, spinning around as she aimed at Miyata. "This was fun! Come at me next time with your own skills!"
Miyata's shaking and flailing suddenly came to a stop, even with Rin bearing down on her. "You really are like a cat. Rokudou." Miyata stuck her tongue out and than moved as a blur to the other side of the land, forcing Rin to land in a strange posture that mixed with the centrifugal force of the land that gave her perfect balance.
"Her balance...She was just faking it!? This whole time!?"
"You'll never be fast enough with those lead weights of an ego holding you down!" Miyata rushed forward, Rin dodging her first blow with inhuman ease. "Special move.." a split second was all she needed, Rin's retaliation came, and Miyata took a wide dodge to avoid the strike. "Tri-Gear Spiral!" Miyata spun into three round-house blows, but Rin dodged each one, the two coming to face each other as the attack blew past.
"Her instincts are just..absurd." Haruka said, Mikado giving a hum.
"Those blows were downright simultaneous… the hell kind of reflexes does she have?" Mikado leaned forward a bit, then he glanced at Kiss, the other Agent's confidence not even showing a hint of failing.
"Sayaka has been preparing for this for a long time. It's gonna take a lot more to make her stop from going even faster than she knows she can." Kiss just said without fanfare.
The next step Miyata took was at a much faster pace than how she'd been moving before, the sudden dash bringing her right to Rin's side, her blow directly slamming into Rin's hip, the other speedster being sent to the side, her center-of-mass thrown off as the Land tipped the other way in response to the hit.
"I don't know how you just upped your speed all of a sudden.. Unless you were playing me like a sucker this whole time to set up..your..attack.." Rin's annoyed rant quick faded as she balled her fists and openly flailed in completely annoyance at herself and her opponent. Miyata herself taking the moment to play off needing to catch her breath and start focusing up her energy. "I made such a dumb face when you pulled it on me! Making me think you couldn't even keep up with my normal speed! I got cocky too quickly!"
"Rokudo, focus! Worry about how you let her one up you after this race ends with your flawless victory!" Masumi called out, Rin refocusing immediately, Mikado sitting there in silence even with the urge to quip back, instead looking back towards Kiss, who still didn't look like he was losing even a shred of confidence.
"Rokudo really had an outburst there." Non thought out loud. "Than it means Miyata struck a nerve. She can completely turn this around and win it!" Nozomi exclaimed with building excitement.
Mio walked over to the Empty Room girls, directly under the Asstrologers' area. "I wouldn't be so sure about that." Mio looked towards Masumi. "May I?"
Masumi flashed a brief grin as Non and Nozomi deathly glared at Mio for opposing their opinion. "Go ahead. You look like you can't help but want to."
Mio started to grin as well. "How cute of you Masumi-chan. Well just because Rin-chan let her guard down enough to not see through our little disgraced Judo star's tactic doesn't mean she's gonna get an advantage. Just because she was able to pull a secret over her shows she doesn't have much left. Just because someone has secrets doesn't mean anything unless they are used effectively."
"None of that matters to me. I know Miyata-chan will win this!" Nozomi declared with determination in her eyes. Mio herself just giving a small grin.
"You're just so precious and adorable. I just wanna taste-" she cut herself off as she gave a look to Haruka who felt immediately uncomfortable from Mio's glance. "Whatever works for you." Mio walked back to the rest of the elite class leaving an air of disappointment upon Nozomi.
Back on the Land, the speedsters took to barraging each other as they began moving at their fastest. With the speed they were going it was close to impossible to see the entire exchange, meaning the heated responses of Rin throwing an elbow shot in to hit Miyata, who responded with a shoulder throw. Had the instructors been able to see these then the match probably would have been called, but who would when they could hardly see it happening?
"You know, Rin's been wanting this match for quite a while. Seeing another speedster got her amped up. Heh, she even went out of the way to reserve this match against Miyata-san! She got quite amped about it, especially after I explained how Kiss-kun's… special gift works. She said it wouldn't make anyone else worth a match." Masumi said, Mikado looking at the other Agent in a nearly offended way.
"That's kinda harsh don't you think? I mean… sure it's a weird power but like that undermines anything else!" Mikado said, Masumi just shrugging again to all of this.
Back on the land, Rin and Miyata broke off their match up, both breathing a bit heavier. "Your butt is actually made of tough stuff, but this is the end for you. Doubt you have anymore tricks up your butt that could even give you a chance of winning! Unless that lover boy of yours has given you some new fancy power like all the fodder in the mundane class whisper to themselves dreaming to each have the chance of getting." Rin mockingly praised Miyata with an aggressive smile, Miyata feeling flames course through her body as she now had to prove the value of two people instead of just herself.
Without giving a word to it, Miyata shot back in. The two exchanged more barrages, but each time Miyata struck, Rin would counter immediately, like her initial reaction was totally involuntary before leading into her strikes back at Miyata. Each time she was countered, and each time she was moved back again… and now it was really starting to grate on Miyata.
"Every clash… what's with that? How, again and again, you keep managing to beat me out! I haven't spent all my time working up to this just for it to end this way!" Miyata said, Rin scoffing with a notable bit of annoyance.
"What? You think I wasn't training my butt off while you were coughing up blood? Oh that's rich." Riled up now, Rin struck at Miyata with even more ferocity than before, even if the strikes were matched between them in terms of speed. "Masumi said you were breaking my records without issue so I just had to honor your efforts with a challenge." even as she was speaking, Rin wasn't letting up, her jabs being dodged or parried, but Miyata was back on the defensive end. "So I figured out how to be the fastest outfighter not just in Western Japan, but the whole world. While you got a clean dressing pretty boy helping you out, I only got someone that tells me secrets." Rin spun hard and delivered a powerful strike Miyata blocked in return, skidding back, Rin giving a cocky smirk as she faced her opponent again. "So it's fair to say you've been played and I don't have someone that lets me cheat."
"For the year I've known Fyodor, for all the time I've seen other athletes try to use him for their own gain. how many people that know of his agency just glare at him or even laugh.. or the few that just pity his very existence..I've stood by him. Watch him grow out of the dark and ass filled places he kept himself hidden. We used each other to reach our goals and something just ended up sparking between us by pure chance. We both thought it was a mistake and we lied to ourselves for the longest time until we just couldn't hold back anymore. We kept the lie going, going until it didn't matter anymore. Because now, I have a promise to keep. A promise to show everyone here. Nooo..the world! That I will make it to the top as a Prize Queen and Isozaki Fyodor was the one that helped me get there every step of the way!" Miyata cried in a impassioned speech, the presence around now one of intensity and desire. A desire so deep everyone around almost thought they could taste it in the air. "So go ahead. Be petty and make what some manipulative little bitch told you turn your drive to beat my ass into something to harm him. Just know. I'm going to make you pay for it." Miyata moved back to a combative posture, Rin herself refocusing as she was briefly taken away from the amount of emotion through directly at her.
"You know Kiss-kun, perchance you may need a reality check, or five." Masumi spoke again, though say, unlike Mikado's more sarcastic quips, these words were… not so playful in manner. "You happen to be one of the fallen Regalia Agency's Tongue Princes… quite a unique ability you got there. I'd say it's better than any of us could ever hope to have. But, just cause you got so lucky doesn't mean you should always expect things to go your way. Everyone has their own little tricks you know?"
"Ah cut the shit Masumi." Mikado said, his natural accent slipping through as he directed a smirk at the other Agent-in-training. "You're just gettin' fussy cause all your built up tidbits of info have been proven useless, am I right?"
"Quite the assumption, Mikado-kun." Masumi coldly said, even with a smile on their face. "I don't quite know what you mean by that. Care to explain?"
"Well I ran into your type all the time back in high school." Mikado replied, snickering. "Those types who love themselves some juicy information, who think they've got it all down, they the win is in the bag for them… then wham, their target pulls out some unexpected gusto and suddenly all those little plans shatter."
"Such an elaborate response, for someone doing the talking for a person they don't even consider their honest friend." Masumi's remark then got MIkado's eyes to go cold, a forced chuckle leaving the redhead's throat. "But please, tell me what this kind of gusto you put faith in is. I'm mighty interested now."
"My friends and I called it "shounent protagonist BS." Mighty handy thing." Mikado definitely seemed irked now… and sadly caught in this crossfire of clashing egos was Haruka, who was looking at the downright lightning sparking between the rival classmates now with abject shock and awe.
"Their faces are smiling but their eyes are doing anything but.. I thought this kinda stuff only happened in manga." Haruka remarked, shaking his head, then glancing to KIss, who'd remained silent… but had a grin splitting his face from ear to ear.
Kiss was gripping his scarf even tighter before letting it fall from his face as he started to laugh. He laughed so hard he almost struggled to breath. His laughter quickly died down as it merged with jovial crying. "Sayaka..you damn shining Queen. You went and challenged the world without me...That's just like you. I wouldn't have devoted my heart to your peach if it wasn't any other way..".
Kiss turned to look at Masumi. "To answer your question earlier, I know you've got something up your own sleeves as well. It's up to us to make the most of it, to be the absolute best we can as assistant our clients, actually I think I should say Partners to be the strongest they can be. so I take your challenge and raise my own. Miyata-san will win this race without a doubt and you'll have to stomach the thought of it for the rest of the curriculum."
Masumi gave some half hearted laughs and a smile in return."That's humourous to know you have so much faith in the girl that shares your bed. It's so uplifting and...inspiring.." Masumi gave out a long groan after saying words that sound and even felt forced and painful.
"Fujimoto. I know how it feels to look at others like they are beneath you. It's hard to be gifted. But at least you haven't been hunted down to be used as a easy way out or manipulated and abused for your looks or ability. So just savor that hard truth you absolutely hold over me...and cheer your partner on in her Race as I cheer the one women I trust will prove everything she said true, Alright?"
Masumi just gave Kiss a strange look. "Y-Yeah, sure. Let's do that." a more feminine voice briefly breaking from the usual androgynous (somewhat effeminately boyish) voice they usually had.
The clashes continued on the Land, Miyata's thoughts running as the exchanges continued, a small mumble leaving her mouth as her eyes dartwd around Rin's body.
"She keeps beating me out, but how? I'm moving faster than her by now… what's the secret to it? What do I have to beat out?" With a settled expression on her face, Miyata dashed back in again. This time though, she noticed it. The movements Rin made stopped her moves seemingly beforehand, meaning another move had to be made to land a single blow. Adding those up, it led to her attacks being beaten out. "Wait.. that's it!"
A sudden sigh from Kiss got Mikado to turn his head towards the other Agent. "You see something? Cause I think I've about caught onto what Rokudou is doing too."
"I'm more so just disappointed in myself that I couldn't figure it out sooner. Rokudou has had a winning tactic hidden up her ass the whole time. She is fast but there's a lot more to it. She has an edge that lets her ignore the fact that anyone is faster than her. She can move and react before anyone else can. She has Preflex, and it borders on precognitive abilities."
"What so like… preemptive reflexive reactions?... sayin' it again, what the fuck."
"It took me so long to figure it out because I've only known of someone having the ability in theory. This is the first time I've seen it in action and it's almost unsettiling in how hard it is to even notice someone with it...so yeah, you're right to think it's very strange."
"Oh well that's no fun." Masumi spoke with a clear scowl showing on their face. "You ruined the surprise I was saving for everyone."
"I uh… don't mean to sound rude, but you don't seem like the type, Masumi-senpai." Haruka said, eyes still on the race. "Odds are you were saving it so you could tell it to everyone and rub it into their faces."
"Well that's actually mean. And quite the assumption that I'm rather toxic." Not that Masumi's clearly soured attitude was shifted much anyway. "And not like I would have to, now that Kiss-kun's figured it out himself."
"It doesn't matter right now. We can talk about this after the Race. So just focus on the race and we can discuss the finer details when everything has been said and done." Kiss politely demanded, gesturing for the others to just look forward.
"Miyata's gonna win anyway." Mikado said, his right eye now being the one he had closed, his fringe pulled back so it wasn't shading his left eye. "This Race has been decided for a while now."
"There's the Mikado Boss told me about. The one that would have been at the exams with me." Kiss' grin became a smile as pieces started to connect in his mind.
"What do you mean by that?" Masumi said, Mikado giving a chuckle, and one could swear there was a small drift of light at his left eye.
"Just sit back and watch, you'll see what I mean." He answered, Masumi taking the words and facing the Race again, along with everyone else.
It was another exchange of rapid strikes again and again, but, Rin managed to slip through Miyata's guard, her blow landing square onto the other girl's stomach. The hit was enough a tiny rivulet of blood came from Miyata's mouth, her eyes blank for a brief moment.
"Oh you're learning. Well too late bitch! I can play this game too and run laps around you again!" Rin went on the offensive before Miyata could fully recover, leaving the white haired girl stuck on the defensive, "I don't have the body to overwhelm everyone like Kusakai or the guillotine like Kawai but I can push my body beyond what they could ever do! I'll move before you could even take the first step! I've already outsped you on the level of thought! I can be the fastest one in the world if I move before anyone else could even think about moving!" Rin was getting amped up more and more, the rest of her hair even more pronounced to match the cat like cowlicks.
Miyata spat out a clot of very bloody saliva into the pool as her and Rin skid back to the other ends of the land. "Are you get a bit punch drunk from my ass Miyata-san?" Rokudou tauntingly asked as she sized up how battered her prey now was.
"You're learning to counter my style but you can't even try to reach my level of output with that limited firing belt of yours! That ass obsessed pretty boy of yours must have really made you special since you're actually catching up to me. But there's one thing you'll never beat me in, My ability to never stop firing! And you should know what that means as an outfighter!" Rokudou fired herself back up, a proper aura of intensity emanating from her as more and more of her features became more animalistic.
But, Miyata's expression wasn't one of someone close to thinking they'd lost. A demonic grin marked her face as she turned back to face Rokudou as a tired fighter. Kiss' stoic look also broke out into a grin, the Agent chuckling as he leaned forward.
"So that's your plan. You really are a Demon Queen Sayaka."
With the gap closed, Miyata spun to counter Rin's attacks again, each blow clearly coming with her pushing herself to keep going. "Just a few more kilometers. I just need to reach that peak. Than I can show Kaminashi, Kazane, Toyoguchi, and everyone here the fruits of our labor. Fyodor we're going to show everyone our promise together! It's not enough! I need to go even further!" Miyata mentally yelled at herself as blood slowly dripped from the corner of her mouth, a spark of hunger in her eyes. "Come on you cat bitch, I know you can try harder! Hit me with all you got!"
Oh you're right princess! I can try even harder!" Rin took a deep breath before rushing back to destroy her enemy, Miyata pumping all of her strength into her speed to make sure Rin couldn't get anymore damaging blows in, the kinetic force and speed between them ramping up more and more as the seconds went by.
"Well this is just getting intense… anyone else get the feeling it's personal too?" Mikado said, Kiss giving a chuckle in reply.
"Since Sayaka was challenged by Rokudou as a outfighter she didn't let either of us rest until she felt she could break her limits. She pushed herself so hard, and still is now. All I did was make her body not fail on her. To tell you a secret. I couldn't inspire a new power in her even if I really tried. Her body is too used to me, I'm more like the ultimate supplement not a boost for her..but that very reason is how she was able to come up with techniques that could surpass any speed or movement abilities." Fyodor explained with a air of contentment about him.
"You know by this point I should just be used to this. But I'm not." Mikado mumbled, grumbling in annoyance as his left eye began burning again, sifting through his pockets. "Dammit where'd I put those eye drops now?"
"Here. Knew you'd need some if Sayaka could go all out." Kiss held out a dropper in front of Mikado, who quickly grabbed it from his hands.
"Thanks."
Miyata dodged Rin's attack, time slowing down for both the speedsters as she used a burst of speed to avoid Rokudou and reach a position that, if either of them moved, the one who moved first would lose. "I've done it! Around the stars and an extra lap for safety's sake!" Miyata took a deep breath and set herself into a combative Judo stance, holding one of her hands at her back. "My body is mortal. But It does not mean I will be held down by it! Because of my..no our promise I will break any convention of mortality." Miyata said with utter seriousness and an intimidating presence in her eyes. Her angled foot turned, tightening her stance. "I will surpass any limitation! No matter the cost!" Her tight gear necklace started turning and unfolded into being a metallic heart shape made of many smaller moving gears "Let's do this! Gear Breaker: W!"
Miyata pulled the bottoms of her one piece up into a wedgie until she heard the click of the swimsuit getting hooked to the base of her physical "Pact". A burst of collected energy flashing in her eyes before she calmly took a deep breath as Rokudou leapt at her.
"This is it. It all ends here. Sayaka finally gets to show what she's been working towards this whole time. She knew she couldn't beat Rokudou straight up in technique and speed as soon as she discovered how direct attacks just couldn't work. This is maybe obvious by this point but I can't give Sayaka powers anymore. I was never able to. I was only able to awaken her potential..but that never stopped me from trying again and again. I soon learned I couldn't make Sayaka stronger, but it made her able to grow on her own by a vast rate."
"So… lemme piece it out. It's basically like cardio and endurance training." Mikado said. "You're not really building anything up, just improving your body in ways that will let it handle more stress before tiring out. After all there's only so much healing and repairs the body can do before it just starts breaking down instead."
"That's an apt comparison. Sayaka knows how her abilities work and how she can't replicate what Kinetic types like Kaminashi and Kawai do naturally. So she has to replicate how they achieve their ability to bring her own strengths to a new level. She had to stockpile energy in her own body like Kinetic types naturally build up their own sources. She had to let her body tear itself up from doing something it's not designed to contain but through our teamwork she is able to do what you see now."
"Isozaki-san, this form of technique is equal to a redirective type replicating a Kinetic, or could this be an Evolutionary Shift?" Aoba inquired from below the bleachers. Her mind shifting into an analytical state.
"You're very bright Kazane. This is worth considering as Sayaka becoming a sub-type. I think it's fair to call her a Gear Type now. A type that can stockpile there own power to force themselves to work at higher Gears of output by releasing it all at once and using that period of enhancement to function like they normally would but on such a higher level it becomes overwhelming." Kiss, leaned over the railing to look at Aoba, an amused grin already on his lips.
"This means when she pulled up her swimsuit to achieve a smaller surface area, it's also a mental trigger! To associate a certain level of freedom of movement with energy release would require such specific dedicated training I doubt anyone else could copy the ability." Aoba pondered to herself in response to Kiss's explanation.
"Mikado, I can see why you like being around this girl. She's got quite the talented mind. She might even find more accomplishments in being an analyst than a player." Kiss leaned back to his seat as Aoba went to explain the whole situation to Nozomi and Non using her own rear and swimsuit as examples.
"Feels kinda like old times doesn't it?" Mikado said, leaning on his left hand.
"It does, doesn't it." Kiss gave an amused huff, a warm memory coming into his mind.
Back on the Land, Miyata disappeared in not even a flash of light as Rokudou's strike hit nothing, only for Miyata to somehow be slamming her rear into her solar plexus, her body only able to move precognitively as just after she was being hit. 'What!? She was in front of me and than my left and then she hit me! Yet my senses didn't stop her! What's going on! Was that fancy jargon she said true!?"
At the speed she was moving now, Miyata was able to pelt Rin in blow after blow, moving fast enough it looked like she was in four places at once. Up in the stands, this was clearly getting to Masumi, who looked far more bothered by his client losing ground than some would consider reasonable. But with the exchange, Rin wasn't going to give so easily. Her body readjusted and fought back, managing to catch some of the blows, putting everything into her preflex. Both fighters then moved back. No words had to be said as their eyes locked… it was going to end here.
"Ass Gatling!"
The same move that had started this was what they were going to throw out to end it. But this time, it was Miyata who had the edge. Her rushes were beating out Rin's by small, but advantageous margins. The speed gap though, was were it really showed. Even with reflexes so demonic they acted on their own, Rin was lagging behind. Her near predictive reflexes were being rendered near useless, unable to keep up. She could see what was happening, but there wasn't any stopping it.
"Sorry for being the one that ended up on relying on tactics to win this, even if you and that monstrous agent of yours set this whole thing up to ruin Fyodor and I's reputation. So you'll just have to settle being the second fastest outfighter from now on." Miyata said with an essence of pride and bitterness, Rin herself showing her fangs in anger.
"You're just like that damn Peacock!" She yelled in spite as the two clashed again. Finally overwhelmed by the rush though, Rin's blocking was broken, and just as quickly, she was sent flying from the land and into the water, a spray shooting up a few feet into the air.
"Rokudou has Sunk! Match Over!" The speakers blasted as Miyata looked towards to the stands and balled her right hand finger by finger and spun her fist to bring it to her chest in a fist pump of victory as utter accomplishment shown across her face. "Winner! Miyata Sayaka!"
The crowd broke into an uproar of applause only to lessen as a viserical shockwave echoed from Miyata's wedgied rear. The Gear-type collapsing to the surface of the land in a heap. "I did it Fyodor. We did it." she muttered to herself as she looked in the direction of her partner.
Kiss just started to cry, tears falling down his face as he shakily tried to get out of the bleachers.
Nozomi looked briefly in surprise before just yelling at Miyata. "Are you okay, Miyata-chan?"
"I'm fine.. Just a bit wiped..nothing Fyodor couldn't fix." She muttered to herself, her friends only able to hear parts of her words.
"Someone get a stretcher!" Nozomi shouted, Haruka shaking his head.
"Uh, Kaminashi-san, I don't think we need that."
"Knock it off...I'll be fine.." Miyata just groaned.
Splashing from the surface of water was Rin, who laid her arms on the edge of the land. "Miyata-san, you doing alright?"
"Doing fine Rokudou, just can't move my hips at the moment." The two briefly had a civil exchange as the tension of the race quickly passed.
"You really bet everyone on that technique just completely blitzing me. I think I figured it out. You couldn't keep up that super mode without it sapping you of everything you. So you really put it all onto those thirty seconds. Considering how much you just suddenly unleashed at once, you had to have within a minute as your limit. You really were ready to just self destruct and tear yourself apart and shatter your whole body in pieces to reach what you need, huh. That's what the Breaker in Gear Breaker means, huh."
Miyata just stared at Rin just being all chummy with her now.
Rin flashed a smile. "I lost fair and square. Congrats." She looked away with a slight blush. " I'll let you have the title of fastest in western japan. You got still show everyone you can beat the crazy peacock if you want to be fastest in the country, maybe even the world."
"She's really trying not to be sore loser right now.." Miyata thought to herself as Rin moved herself more onto the land.
"It was a great experience in the end. I'd love to race with you again. And maybe we can train together sometimes, us speedsters got to stick together and reach even farther heights, Y'know...besides it's lonely at the top, you got to have someone you can consider a rival if you want make sure you stay up there. Cause I'll be trying to the spot from you. It may take a long time for me to reach it but I'll keep trying and I expect you to do the same as we learn from each other and all the fun stuff we come up with as we slam our hips into each other. Soo how about it?" Rin reached out her hand as she gave a big cheerful smile.
"Speedsters do need to stick together." Miyata returned the gesture and the two shook hands. "Besides I got to make you don't get your hopes up about surpassing me." with a tired light blush, Miyata stuck her tongue out at the now laughing Rin.
"Fyodor...more..harder." Miyata panted, now starting to drip as she was slowly reaching release.
Fyodor nuzzled his beloved's rear, moans bubbling out of her throat as his lips contacted her flesh. "Just a bit more, Sayaka. Trust me."
"I..trust you..Fyodor." Miyata gasped in a mixture of pleasure and pain, Fyodor giving her another kiss on the cheek before pulling back which caused her to moan as he went to move back in and hug her. His scarf now laying on her back, filling with a feeling of gentle affection. "T-Too fast...slower...now go...wait. I'm getting c-closer…"
"The wedgie's so tight it's just so hard to pull out." Kiss moved back from his partner, placing another peck on her cheek in hopes to relax her as Aoba tried to relax her rear enough to pull out her wedgie.
"Kazane! Don't..touch there..please!" Miyata moaned again in a mix of pleasure and pain as Aoba tried to pry the swimsuit from her steel hard glutes.
"I know it was a trigger to do someone only high level pros do but did you have to wedge it in so hard? It's barely budging..." Aoba complained, continuing to pull on the rubber mesh as Fyodor massaged Miyata's rear.
Miyata just groaned. "Don't press so hard…"
"Didn't Isozaki-san tell you to use such a technique with caution? This ass stiffness goes to show what happens...it's stuck on something too.." Aoba scolded Miyata whose face was covered by her hair to hide any semblance of pain,pleasure or shame it would have shown.
"By that point, what was I supposed to do? I had no other way to win." Miyata said with utter seriousness which shattered as Aoba finally got a grip on the folded rubber and pulled it from between her cheeks, finally bringing her freedom from her denial of climatic release, a sweet higher toned gasp bursting from her mouth as she collapsed from all fours to the floor, Kiss just holding his lover as she recovered from her ordeal.
"So I think now is a good time for me to remind you two we're kind of in public." Mikado sighed as he walked over, jabbing his thumb over his shoulder as the two in question were holding each other in a infectiously romantic fashion. "Seriously, everybody else is looking between awkward, jealous, or trying to preserve their dignity in some manner."
Kiss let his beloved lay back down and rest her sore rear, moving back up to his feet to face his best friend. "You're probably right, but it mattered more that I did it with Sayaka than not at all." the tongue prince said with a cheerful grin full of new resolve.
"Well too late now. Just keep it in mind for future reference. You know how conservative Japanese culture can be." Mikado said, poking his friend on the forehead to punctuate his point. "So… hey I kinda need your advice on something, actually."
"About what persay?" Kiss looked back at his friend with a sense of seriousness, ignoring the poke to the head.
"Well… it has to do with Kawaguchi and her recent funk… it sorta started when I was trying to find her the other day."
"Well… tch… where did that girl run off to?"
It hadn't been very long after Makina's race against Mio, and he'd been prowling the campus trying to find the orange haired girl. He'd been narrowing down places she could've retreated too. The dorm room was a combination of "too obvious" and "the last place to look" so of course he went there first… and then he'd also realized he didn't know if there was anywhere Makina would actually habit on campus besides the workout room.
Which had become the reason he'd spent around the past half an hour scouring the campus to no better effort.
"Ugh… geez this is bothersome."
But, something in him felt like he had to do this. Was it the fact he had regrets over his own attitude from two years ago? Was he irritated because it was one loss that had utterly upset Makina? Maybe it was a mix of these feelings or something else entirely. He really wasn't sure WHAT it was, but that was what he was feeling were the likely causes.
"I can't just leave that girl alone when she's like that… not after what I've done, or the way I acted… the things that happened to me, how that affected me physically and mentally… it's no excuse. I need to step up and do something… no more sitting around and playing the idiot."
Maybe he could go cool his head off in the bath and think a bit… that'd probably help him put this together more. But… it was when he got close that he slowed. The door to the girl's bath was ajar, just a bit, but enough for the sloshing sound of water being dumped onto someone carried out. Was it…?
"Hey, Kawaguchi? That you in there? Leaving the door open is kinda bad you know?" Mikado spoke loudly, putting his back to the wall near the door, not daring to actually look in. Considering the time though, he was positive there couldn't be anyone else in there for the time being. "You gonna reply or not? It's rude not to."
"What do you even want?" The tone of voice was a dejected one, but it was definitely Makina… dejected and clearly annoyed at his presence.
"I want to talk, what's so bad about that? I'm your provisional agent. I'd be doing that a misdemeanor if I didn't."
"Huh, so that's why huh?"
"Also because seeing you act like that is annoying." Mikado added, and he just heard the sound of rippling water. "Don't go and sink into the water so you don't have to listen to me. I'll go in there if I have to."
"Guuuu…" Despite the growling he heard, Mikado could tell it was just… passive. He dared peer through the ajar door enough to see that mop of burnt orange hair, his left eye open. He could tell that much… that aggressiveness seemed to just be gone, totally out of her. "Just go away. I don't want to be bothered right now."
"Not a wise idea Kawaguchi." Mikado said, then giving a mutter. He thought about it, and he knew already words wouldn't simply get through to Makina… then it suddenly came to mind again about her… incredibly aggressive come ons over the past few weeks. Despite the rush of embarrassment he suddenly felt, then it hit… maybe there was a way he could get Makina to loosen up, a way to appeal to her sensibilities and habits. Of course the question was… would it be scummy for him to take that route? "Hagh… I need advice. Time to go talk to that arrow friend of mine about how to handle this… time to take some notes from his book."
A/N
Seiker: So can we open this up with screaming? Cause that's about the mental state I'm at now.
Axormin: Not really, but that's just me. It's been so long I don't know what to think. Accomplishment? Disappointment? Just happy that it's over? Not sure about any of that except for two things.
Seiker: With all the stuff we came up with trying to finish this up that frankly attributed to most of the wait time here… talk about dealing with writer's block in a weird way. Then again that's basically the norm for college students like us.
Axormin: A bitter truth of sorts, but in the end I'm not sorry for how long we took because I'm excited for how everything after this point is only to go up in intensity for fights, characters and just the world as a whole.
Seiker: For reference this chapter is 14k words long… eesh. Whatever, it was worth it. Let's hope we don't start making them too long though… if only this site had a bookmark function.
Axormin: For what's planned for the following arc, it shouldn't be as long but don't make an expectations. We'll be making this something worth reading and remembering for a long time in the end regardless of how long it takes.
Seiker: I've spent two years writing a volume-wise fic dude, dedication is something I've got. Let's just hope the next chapter won't leave us as heavily stumped as this did