Chapter 10 right here, folks, readers and reviewers! Please pardon me for late upload but don't worry, this will not happen in the future.

At this point The story will be set to M ratings just because of obvious reasons, please forgive me.

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Warning!: No fight scenes but still intense scenes, lot of cliffhangers, nostalgia connections. Chapter was sort of a filler.

Memory 10.0

Footsteps followed.

Under a quiet night, a youth stands still.

While being illuminated under the moonlight, his features could be witnessed; he has an androgynous body and his face was too feminine for a teenage boy (so much that he lost counted many times on how he mistaken for a girl, can't help that his body movements are somewhat gingerly and calculated that only a woman possessed). His hair was messy and bleached, colored as silverlywhite. He was wearing a clothing meant for travelling but he knew he can't go anywhere. His grey eyes flicked everywhere around him, wary of the elements of the surprise around him that could happen before he focused on what he witnessed earlier that earned his attention.

For he was a Sekirei, and potent one if he would admit but he is not focused on his ability. He doesn't need to be alarmed for he was confident that he was completely alone as his one of the thing he should worry about is that he's currently unwinged, thus, a favorite target of various Ashikabi's and a certain lightning twins (although he's not aware of the latter). He admitted that he was still on the run, fresh from being chased by winged Sekireis dedicated in catching him. He was successful on losing them his trail but right now he voided his dilemma for a moment as this experience was truly important.

Currently, he was facing a certain tree within the botanical garden, amidst an overgrown jungle. Outside, the aftermath of the battle was still evident with destroyed pavements, upturned cars and destroyed lamps and many more. He doesn't cared about the things around him.

"You were here, aren't you?" He spoke as he divulged his memory.

A memory of two happy siblings, one is a boy while the other is a younger girl. That essence was one of the things he intimately treasured for the whole time.

He slowly raised his arm and placed his palm on the greened bark. Suddenly, a greenish light emanated between his palms and the tree. Globules of lights filled the atmosphere around him. He's completely aware that by doing this, he's essentially becomes a homing beacon for the other Ashikabis and Sekireis, that's why he wanted this to be quick and efficient as possible before he made his way to escape. Of course, he was still confident he could make them lose him once more if he were to be spotted again. Sort of.

Eventually, beneath his feet he sent a glowing pulse that essentially was creeping all over the forest and to the extent, the entire garden.

Upon revelation, the entire jungle dried up and turned brown, decaying eventually crumbling down to dust and nothing.

The light was still emanating and the youth was still reminiscing, as if he didn't care all about what happened to his surroundings.

With a longing sight upon his grey eyes, he mumbled something softly.

"Kuu."

...

"Hahahahaha!"

Seo was drinking sake happily while in front of Miya and Sen behind the low table. Sen was supposed to ignore him and mind her own business but Seo insisted so much that it has becoming annoying to Sen.

What's worst? Seo didn't own the sake bottle but it was property of Miya herself. He even has the guts to offer Sen too the drink. Well, she tasted it but the alcoholic effects of the sake didn't even affected her a bit.

That's the other reason why Sen was disinterested in drinking the sake but Seo happened.

"C'mon, drink!" Seo nudged Sen and Miya as he gulped down a serve. His face flushed already but Sen, who was on 10th shot, wasn't even fazed and Miya politely refused any shots as she smiled mesmerizingly, but Sen knew that she was boiling already and no doubt would release that mask covered with miasma just to intimidate Seo sooner or later.

Another thing is that he paired with the food he eat just for fun. What's worst? It did not belong to him either. Miya has every ounce of right to get angry but Sen was seriously wondering why would Miya tolerate him.

"Well, he's a friend of my husband." Miya said out of the blues, as if she was reading Sen's thought.

"I see... no wonder you are so kind to him."

Miya chuckled this time.

"Well, he just showed up here when he's really desperate." Miya added. Even though it was a derogatory remark, her face remained cheerful. It was something dissonant for Sen.

Sen just nodded instinctively.

"It doesn't matter if he was a useless trash but he's Takahito's friend." Miya exclaimed as the masked eventually appeared out of nowhere, complete with miasma leaking all over the mask. Miya was now giggling normally but to Sen it was something sinister.

Seo just froze on the spot as he felt the effects of the mask fullblast. It was so strong that he became sober immediately.

"Ah—you're still scary as usual!" Seo instinctively tried to protect himself, well his survival instincts acts up. Sen didn't even blame him either.

"E-either way, how's the child? Sen-chan?" Clearly, Seo was referencing Sen and she clearly heard him but she needed confirmation.

"Kusano? You should have asked Minato-kun for the information."

"Eh? But he's not here. My best bet would be you."

"If you insist then she's ok." Sen gave him a short of words which not usual for her. She was just annoyed a lot.

"Oh, there she is!" Seo looked away as he spotted Kusano hiding behind the door, too afraid to make an appearance but Seo noticed her nonetheless as expected of a natural sensor. "Come here!"

Kusano rapidly swayed her head in denial while trembling. Honestly, Kusano should not nose around any affairs but Sen didn't blame her for she was still a child.

"Hey."

"Hey!"

Now, according to Sen Seo was now acting jackass; Kusano was obviously scared of him and yet he still insist Kusano to approach him (Sen knew that Seo honestly has no sinister intent within him, he just wanted to check on her but still...). He couldn't take any hints.

Never thought Seo is short-tempered after all.

"After plotting her rescue and saving her..." Seo mumbled. Now look who's talking. Seo's way of words would make his face meet a thrown, hard material.

"You-!" Sen predicted his last word and it is quite nasty for a child to listen. Children are precious after all. It was all thanks to Miya who 'slipped her hand' after she threw a large stone out of nowhere 'accidentally'. It was a direct hit!

Seo's face was comically crushed by now. If he was an ordinary human, he could have suffered some major face fractures or worse, death. The weight of the stone was over a kilogram that upon impact, his neck seemed to be broken at some point for Sen.

"Oops, my hands slipped." Miya said cheerfully. No wonder she rarely cracked a joke. It's a one point for Miya.

"You mustn't bully a girl that young..." She warned positively. Instantly, she was holding a large rock that she took out of nowhere just to make her point. No wonder she was very caring for Kusano. A very frightening mask appeared behind Miya again.

"S-sorry..." Seo instinctively apologized, his face scrunched up in fright. His eyes set on the rock held by Miya. Blood was running right down on his face and the amount of the blood loss was concerning to Sen. It seemed that this is too much but she was worried that this is might be a norm in here so she decided to act with neutrality. She must observed with great scrutiny.

Seo this time was grinning madly, as if he forgot what happened earlier; even Miya felt ignorance was a bliss. His sight was set on Sen this time.

"So, Hey'a. You're living here? Hmmm, he's very lucky that he lived here too, huh?" Seo showed his 'handsome' grin at Sen and it was giving her vibes that Seo was just rude after all. He then mumbled at the last part of his sentence.

Rude. Very rude. That's Sen conclusion about Seo this time.

"Why? Is there a problem?" Sen asked, not that she was concerned about him but rather curious on what he would be taken advantage of. Miya eyed Seo carefully despite her eyes closed. Sen crossed her arms beneath her chest. It seemed that Seo has something to say but it troubled him.

"N-no. There's not." Seo admitted embarrassingly as he scratched the back of his head.

"I think it's getting late now, Mr. Seo, I'm wondering if your Sekirei was now concerned about your whereabouts." Sen concluded.

"Nah, I told them I will be here." Lies. Sen has seen Seo right through his lies.

"Nevertheless, I will lead you outside."

"Hah. Why not?" It seemed that Seo has difficulty blurting out words anymore once he is nearby Sen. Does he was afraid of her, does he know all about her, or does he harbor a crush on her? The latter could be true, though. Seo chuckled nervously.

"Um, excuse me, is anyone home?"

A particularly familiar voice was picked by Sen's hearing as she turned away and to the direction of the voice. Miya and Seo turned toward the source of the voice too, although, the latter's face was filled grumpiness.

Eventually, Sen stood up, went outside the balcony, and spotted the lightning twins waiting by the grounds. They were wearing their maid outfit from a familiar cafe.

"Ano, is our idiot here again?"

"Sen-san, you live here?"

I replied by nodding. Miya made sure that violence was not allowed inside the Inn so Sen was wondering if the twin was aware of the law. Not that violence will erupt any moment but Sen was feeling it. By the way the other twin said, it seemed Seo was a repeated offender here in the Inn. No wonder Miya was nonchalant all the time.

"You're still unwinged right? Did Seo winged you this time?" Seriously, Hibiki was worried that Sen became a Sekirei of Seo and that bothered her a lot. The twins are very possessive even though their Ashikabi was good-for-nothing and by mean of possessive, it meant only they can possess Seo their own.

Fortunately, Sen swayed her head in disapproval.

"No, but he hinted it." Sen answered truthfully. Seo did seemed to have a little crush on her but the idea of making her a Seo's Ashikabi was a near zero.

"Grrrrr, Seo..."

Speak of the devil. Seo emerged out of the door, bringing with him two pillows.

'Wait, what...' Sen didn't thought Seo would stoop down lowly for a pillow. My logic couldn't comprehend him anymore, but not to the extent of analyzing her.

Would she react immediately or not? She decided not to linger on it since it is not her pillows anyway.

"Yo..." Seo greeted Sen enthusiastically while showing his pearly white teeth at her. Meanwhile the twin was waiting for him to step on the ground before they could something harmful at him. Sen could feel their anger emanating around them but Seo was being ignorant.

"Thanks for the reception!" Both the twins facial expressions soured upon hearing him say that.

It was too late, Hibiki committed the first assault; she punched him right into his cheeks.

"How dare you!"

It was Hikari's turn; she kicked him right into his guts.

"So shameless of you!"

Actually, it was too hard to see right into the cartoony cloud of fight. Miya, Musubi and Kusano stood by and I do not intend to stop them. I could see in Miya's stance that this is likely a happening a lot for Seo so Sen thought she should never interrupt it either.

Eventually, the strife eventually stopped itself and Seo dusted himself wearily as if there's nothing happened. He casually approached Sen whist carrying the pair of pillows, whom he used as a shock absorber for their immediate assault. Sekirei's strength are nasty for a human to withstand. Sen also felt a little relieved that the pillows did not even ripped off of all things she could think. Bruises and wounds decorated his skin.

"I forgot to give this to you. " Seo expertly held one of the pillow under his elbow before he retrieved a piece of paper out of his pocket. It was a bit crumpled but still readable. Sen accepted it and, using both of her hands, stretched it gently in order to read the contents.

It was a calling card.

"I deal with trouble?"

Sen said clearly after she read it carefully. Seo smirked as intended to be.

"You see, I couldn't help it but give it to you... ya' know if there is trouble..." Seo said as he scratched his head in embarrassment, as if he had one. Honestly Sen couldn't still think of the trouble that she has difficulty facing it and if there is already one, Seo isn't even entitled to it know about it. Why would he gave it to her?

"...or you could give it to him. That guy...uhm..." Really, Seo has trouble remembering a name.

"Minato." So Sen answered it abruptly.

"Minato." He parroted. " Minato, yes, that's his name... you could give it to him if you don't want to."

After saying that, Sen has been contemplating whether she really give it to Minato...

... or burn it. The latter seemed interesting.

"... and don't forget that I'll charge some 'easy' interest rates! Just tell him." Seo exclaimed with a smug.

Sen felt a twinge in her head. Her expectation for Seo was now rock bottom. This is the first time Sen felt disappointment for a human being but she honestly thought that she wouldn't discovered it if she didn't communicate with him nicely. After all, she viewed all human beings as equal.

The twins instinctively took away 'his' pillows, still contemplating whether they will return it or not and decided that blessings are blessings after all. If Miya willingly let the pillows gave then there's no complications after all.

"So-sorry for everything!"

"Sorry for everything!"

Both of the twins bowed them repeatedly as they ceaselessly sputtered all the apologies they think but Seo just waved at them as he made his way. The Izumo inhabitants sans Minato witnessed all of it before they were gone.

Even Miya waved back, her gentle smile unfazed as ever.

"He's a failure and still he is. Don't you think?"

Miya doesn't need to force her opinion over Sen for she wholeheartedly thought the same too. Eventually, all of them returned to the inn after the whole fiasco.

...

Minutes after, Uzume was thinks it was now a good idea to bath and so she did. She was bathing alone inside the tub filled with heated water. The steam made everything hazy and semi-translucent and the heat made her body comfortable as she submerged herself in the water.

"This is fine..."

Uzume let her whole body lay down, only her head bobbing out.

Suddenly, the door opened and Uzume eyed a figure coming right to her. It was expected that this mystery visitor might be a woman because of the feminine quality she spotted; it was expected, Minato was the only guy in the inn. She wouldn't deny that she would be glad if Minato 'accidentally' entered the bathroom. She straightened up; excess water flowing down to her body as she revealed her upper figure.

"Hi, Musubi-chan, you want to ... play ... with... me?" She also expected that Musubi would be the one who entered the room as the two of them are always together when bathing coincidentally. Apparently, Uzume wanted to greet her again as she assumed that this is indeed Musubi and the annoying clouds make it hard to see through.

Was the steam too thick?

Turns out it wasn't Musubi but the woman named Sen; the one she actively avoided all the time. Her voice failed her remark, as she can't contain her surprise. Sen's body was lean, pale and musular and her bust are not as voluptuous as what Musubi and her possess but she admit that they contain some charm. Sen was subconsciously covering herself scantily with a small towel but Uzume couldn't help but smirked as Sen's nipple peeked through.

'Hrrggkk.. nipples... hehehe..no..no.. wait..flush it...flushed it out of my mind, you insolent pervert!' Uzume desperately pat her head as she tried to relieved out the images. Her actions led her to disturbed the water around her, thus, wasting it in a process.

Sen's attention perked onto Uzume.

"Oh, Uzume-san, didn't see you there." Sen said as she watched Uzume doing something peculiar. To be honest, she already knew who it was inside the bathroom this time and it was purely coincident that she ended up there. Uzume might have been expecting Musubi all the time.

Also, she could feel the genuine fear of Karasuba emanating from her.

Eventually, Sen removed her towel, revelling her glorious body in front of Uzume. Uzume felt tempted just by looking at Sen's chest, abdomen and her thighs and she could feel that her piercing gaze can detect her measurements, if she can but her fears are still dominant. Sen didn't get rid of the crazy glasses as she felt Uzume would at least be comfortable when not seeing Karasuba's wicked stare.

"I thought you're Musubi..." Uzume said her warily. Leaving early will made her suspect more.

"Oh her? She's with Kusano together with Akitsu."

Sen noticed the absurdity of the visibility inside the room. No wonder she could only see Sen's shadowed reflection.

Uzume just turned around, facing away from Sen as much as possible but fate screwed her up even further. The water around her rose up considerably. Sen joined her inside the tub.

"I apologized ... it seemed you're uncomfortable when I'm around, can't help noticed it." Sen initiated as she fully submerged her body and skinship wouldn't be too farfetched.

"It's—it's alright, I forgive you."

"Also I wanted to say sorry about what happened that night."

"It's—you know you don't need to. I'm just too stupid at that time..." Sen's glasses began to fog up but she didn't bother cleaning it. She chuckled.

"At some point you've encountered Karasuba, am I right?" Sen asked carefully.

Uzume nodded softly. "Are you Karasuba or not?" she plotted.

Sen waved it as if nothing too serious. "Sheesh, you thought that I'm Karasuba? Incredulous... I am not her."

Uzume turned around abruptly, creating some waves at some point.

"What? Why would you deny yourself in the first place?"

Sen felt that she needed to explain Uzume meticulously, seeing that she really mistook her for Karasuba in the first place.

"I've met Karasuba at some point and frankly, I hated her whole being."

Uzume was shocked; she was convinced that Sen was Karasuba in disguise even if it failed, her second theory would make her even more convinced if Sen turns out to be a twin of Karasuba and it honestly chilled her down to the bone. This made her changed her view about Sen—a bit.

She also noted hereself that if she have a viable time, then she would ask why she looked exactly like Karasuba as right now she want to enjoy her companionship.

"Why would you say that to me?"

"To be honest, one less individual who thought I was Karasuba all along. I'm getting tired pretending it was alright that my name was Karasuba but the truth is I loathed every second of it."

"Hold on, you've met Karasuba? Why aren't you killed yet?"

"Geez, you're underestimating me, Uzume-san. I couldn't stand that woman."

Uzume laughed a little bit it and it is her first time feeling unshackled from the fear. If she doubts Sen's identity, then she frankly believed Sen's strength without hesitation.

"Ne, are you a special case? I just recently heard you or saw you." Sen must have admit that it was difficult answering it, as she's still cautious about her own past. Further investigation are still on the way after all.

"... I mean you don't need to answer it right now." Uzume felt Sen's uncomfortableness, although that's how Uzume translated Sen's current emotion. Sen felt relieved according to what Uzume perceived. Uzume also sympathized with her, as she's no stranger to secrets and she also respects Sen's mute decisions.

In fact, she wanted to talk anything else interesting.

"That's good."

"You know what I should be apologizing too."

"From what?"

"I'm a terrible Sekirei. I let my fear get the good out of me and made a terrible assumption about you." Uzume confessed.

"It's alright, as long as you treat me as a different individual and not as Karasuba. It hurts you know." Uzume chuckled as she intently listened Sen's conversation.

"You're ... funny. Why didn't I realized it sooner?" Uzume thoughtfully asked. She was relieved that she didn't waste this moment hiding from Sen right now.

"You're not wrong either and I don't blame you though..."

"Does Miya already know about this?"

Sen sighed and pouted upon hearing that. "I don't know but she still accepted me, which is good but she still insist calling me 'Karasuba'."

"Figures. Since she hated Karasuba a LOT." Uzume said as she snickered.

This time Sen was intently staring at Uzume, unmoving and analytic that it made Uzume blushed under her gaze. Also, it is not an intimidating gaze as Uzume feared but of something else. This further reddened Uzume's flushed face.

"Geez, you're looks will make me pregnant!" Uzume exclaimed loudly which made Sen chuckled.

"What?! That's too farfetched you know..." Unfortunately, Sen was somewhat confused that Uzume said that but she's quite effective in making her expressions 'normal' and 'balanced'. In the end, she deduced that Uzume made a joke. Because of what Uzume said, Sen also noticed that Uzume seemed to be a little bit infatuated to her and Sen is not a stranger of it.

"—I mean! I am just teasing you! Hehehehehe..." Uzume made a hasty explanation while flailing her hands wildly around her followed by an uneasy laugh; in short, she panicked. She is 'not' cool because Sen has an amazing body structure—eep.

Uzume must keep a close watch on what she was currently thinking or she will caught herself making awkward interactions.

"You're curious about why I looked like Karasuba?" Sen asked plainly. Uzume was still baffled in her interactions but she quite got it later on.

"Yeah, sort of. Can I safely say that it was pure coincidence..."

Uzume took note that she respected secrets as she also harbor a secret of her own and she felt disgusted if Sen was uncomfortable saying it just to fit in and she was about to refuse her when Sen added.

"Not exactly, Karasuba was mostly the reason behind the mishap. I looked different before I met her. It was difficult living with the face of a terrifying fighter. That's why I dedicated myself looking myself differently from her like wearing a pair of stupendous glasses and have my hair very short... but I think it doesn't work very well for Miya..." Sen eased Uzume by telling her most of the truth. She could led Uzume to believing that she's also a 'Sekirei' and that's it.

"Oh, that's terrible... I am so sorry."

"I think there's no need to apologize. I am ok after all."

Uzume felt conflicted as Sen told one of her 'secrets'. As a fellow sister, she will not get away from this.

"This is so unfair... I must tell you mine too!"

"Uzume ... it's not a secret after all! There's no need to—"

"Never!" Uzume interrupted. "I wanted to play fair! It was so mean for me, sis!" She added while slamming her fist down the water and made a splash.

"Err—go on then..."

Uzume cleared her throat. "How about telling you about my Ashikabi?"

Sen was completely aware that Uzume was winged already since she have seen the crest on Uzume's nape already. Although, Sen felt it was a taboo telling the name of their Ashikabi if she didn't met them. She believed that this put to the Sekirei into disadvantage especially since Sen was not affiliated to Uzume's Ashikabi. Indeed, Sen believed that Uzume should be privy with her Ashikabi's name since it meant that Uzume will be exposed. To be frank, Sen didn't need to know Uzume's Ashikabi's identity.

Another reason is that it doesn't even compare to what Sen said earlier.

"Hold on... you don't need to tell your Ashikabi's name."

Uzume squinted at Sen.

"It was fine for me but ok then... How about I'll describe my Ashikabi without telling her name, does it suits you?"

Sen seemed to take the hint that Uzume's Ashikabi was a female.

"Deal."

"First, I will tell you that she's my greatest Ashikabi of all the Ashikabis. Minato-kun might be good but she's a level higher than him!" Uzume dictated as she continued. It was meant to elicit laughter after all.

"She's awesome, she's great, and most all, she's the most caring individual that I've ever met. I didn't regret being winged by her." For Sen, it seemed to be a series of exaggeration in order to make her Ashikabi looked fantastic. She just ignored it the connotation as Uzume continued telling her about her 'awesome' Ashikabi.

However, what followed is Uzume's sadness. Sen could feel it radiating from her.

The loneliness was evident in her voice.

"I just wanted to be with her, I wanted to feel her presence with me every time but in my case, some things came up. Not everything can be taken for granted and I am aware of that. I am content just living together with her. You know, I will do everything it takes just to return what was lost from her, even if it's just her smile on her face every time that I meet her or share her feelings." Sen cannot averted Uzume's loneliness. She can nit-pick on what her Ashikabi's condition is but she's not confident in her hypothesis either. She can tell that Uzume was not lying after all, just showing half of the whole truth, just like what she did. Uzume was tempted to tear but she held every ounce of it, just like the usual times.

Instantly, the loneliness Sen felt disappeared and Uzume was back to her jovial side as if what she said earlier doesn't bother her. It seemed that Uzume was used to this scenarios and it made Sen suspicious about it.

"Welp, you should know that there's different kinds of Sekirei and Ashikabi after all. There's 108 of us to be exact and everyone's unique and different."

Sen felt her goose bumps all over her body as she heard it right from Uzume. She doesn't fail hearing it right from Uzume the exact total number of her kind in that ship, well, she was once just like them until she can tell the difference today but it felt painful upon hearing it as she instantly dived into a quietness. She kept on thinking that it might be just a pure coincidence. Being truthful, she really was moved on and go on with her life but it just sort of uneasy for her.

She can't be wrong, right?

...Father said that there was supposed to be 108 of us inside...

...but 37 are already dead...

...20 deaths upon 'accidental exposure'...

...Further deaths are recorded which reduced us to 20 due to malfunctioning, accidents and many unforeseen circumstances...

...At last, 11 are successful from developing...

...Father raze the lab, destroying all of the rest of them except for me...

That memory played in her mind all over again just like record player. It seemed just like an eternity within a broken record.

It's just a purely a coincidence, right? No matter how much she convinced it seemed that relief evaded her. It's just so wrong! She's getting guilty all over again just because of that stupid number.

Sen immediately rose away from the tub, which made Uzume startled. It might not be noticeable but Sen's expressions are now currently hardened and numb from realization. Not that Uzume has the right to know.

"I've got to go." Sen said as she tried to trifle it with comfortable expressions but it failed and instead it just felt devoid of emotions. Uzume just ignored it completely. Sen doesn't need to make Uzume uncomfortable once more.

Uzume couldn't help but stare at Sen's body; it was trickling with water, thus, glistening her marvelous body. It doesn't help either that Uzume saw Sen's butt that was not wholly rounded but perfectly curved, just enough that Uzume was tempted to seductively grasp some flesh, felt the pleasure and eat—

"Hrgk, I mean, where are you going?" Uzume was tempted to slam her head on the tub but she can see Miya berating her over the broken tub while her head bleeds. Kami, she needed to get rid of those lustful images in her mind as much as possible!

Sen immediately exited the bathroom, leaving Uzume all on her own and not waiting for her reply. She believed that it was just for her own sake.

Uzume noticed that Sen was in a hurry after exiting the bathroom.

"Geez, after that sad story ... why the hurry though?" Uzume sighed deeply. She missed her Ashikabi after all.

And wrap it up! thank you for reading this chapter!

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Highschool DXD x League of Legends Crossover Story

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DUN-DUN-DUN-DUN! Omake time!

Kara-chan! Why?

Sen sighed deeply as she looked toward in front of the table, which is Miya herself. Miya just invited Sen for tea drinking, which Sen affectionately accepted. Coincidentally, they were alone in the house for some reason.

Sen believed that Miya truly understands her and that she's beginning to be accepting and friendly. Now's the right time to make things right. She's confident that Miya will take these things into consideration.

Sen immediately cleared her throat, citing a reaction from Miya in which her attention turned upon Sen.

"Is something wrong, Kara-chan?" Miya was still sporting his gentle smile and closed eyes. How can she still see Sen if her eyes are always shut

There. The culmination of the errors. Sen desperately showed to Miya that Sen and Karasuba are vastly different through actions and interactions. Sen admitted that her encounter with Karasuba short-lived but enough to deduced her personality.

... and her personality was somewhat disgusting for Sen. Her disgust was so genuine, in fact, she hated that her nickname made by Miya is so terrible.

"Miya-san, you know you can dropped that nickname, right?" Sen swiftly suggested.

"Oh... you don't like?" Miya was worried as her eyebrows scrunched up together. Her voice was laced with comfort. She was really concerned about Sen's whole being... or not?

Sen felt that this really going through and she might wipe out that damn nicknamed of its existence. Another thing is that her name, which is 'Sen', is much easier to say it out that 'Kara' something but Miya was dedicated in calling her that nickname.

"Only Karasuba can be called that, right?" Miya happily said.

"Yeah, I am sure it is." Even Sen was convinced of it... wait, where did Miya get her blade—?

Suddenly, a deadly intent shocked Sen and before she knew it, Sen was trying to dodge out of nowhere.

*SHLICK*

Miya just committed a murder... only that it was a chair that was cleanly sliced into two. Miya was now standing right on the table. It was impressive that the teacups are untouched while near Miya's footsteps.

"My strikes are hidden and my blade is silent but only Karasuba can dodge that and also you..."

"Wait—!"

Before Sen could start her reasoning, she was immediately aware of the threat in instant and that made Sen rushed away before a blade stuck on the floor where her former position was. Miya was pulling out, completely unfazed and not a speck of resentment in her face. In fact, her face was completely gentle as opposed to her body movement and intention.

It was all dissonant to Sen.

"...and only Karasuba can achieved that feat, which is avoiding my second strike completely. I only knew of the Sekirei who can do that and that is Karasuba! You should know that Kara-chan that I am a powerful and agile swordsman."

At this point, Miya dropped her sweet face and replaced it with a stoic face hardened with emotions while her dead eyes gave me a cold, calculating stare, on that was searching for her next strike for her blade to sink in.

To the opinion of a very human being, this is called bullshit.

Miya's footstep was already on set and she was about to rushed to me so I decided to end this seemingly stupid fiasco.

"Ok, ok, Kara-chan is suitable. I don't need to change my nickname as what you've 'suggested', Miya-san." Sen instantly replied as she did not like of being confronted directly as what happened at their first encounter. Might as well put another rule where 'disagreeing with Miya will sentenced you to death'.

At last, Miya stopped intimidating Sen and returned herself into a woman with sunny expression.

"As expected of, Kara-chan. Now we might as well finish our tea." Miya sweetly called as she put the blade into the sheath and placed it somewhere safe. Miya acted as if nothing really happened.

Really?

Sen just nodded in agreement. She now knew that being looked like Karasuba can put you in disadvantage with Miya.

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