Just as a note, the character profiles aren't supposed to be filler. I will (correction- have) gladly take[n] them off, but I have a large influx of OCs, so I felt that people might appreciate knowing what some of the characters look like. It's also a hassle for me to copy and paste them all the time. I apologize if any of you other readers saw my profiles as filler, as it wasn't meant to be like that.

I'd say this was actually not supposed to be part of the story, and I plan on continuing this Miku Arc, but just saying, something is going to happen. Not necessarily good. But what is?

As Tsuya let go of Keima, he cleared his throat.

Miku smiled brilliantly, and walked to the chalkboard, writing her name beside Tsuya's and Haqua's.

'My name is Miku Tabanashi, and I skipped a grade to this class, so please take care of me!'

The boys positively fainted at the thought of a cute second-year going to class with them, while some of the girls recognized her and requested that she sit by them.

'Alright then, I suppose we'll have to wait until the substitute comes in. '

She moved to the seat made for her, and placed her bag down.

'...l suppose I'll sit there then.'

As a nervous Haqua sat on the only other available seat, one in the midst of several boys, the blushes and careful glances were obvious to all but her.

'Tsuya, please sit down now. There won't be a need to stand unless called on.'

'Understood Goshuujin-sama.'

Her surprise was gone, and once again was her total lack of emotion and her monotone voice.

'...You can sit down now.'

She finally did so upon him reminding her. This was quite the surprise. Usually the android entirely followed his every request. He looked at Tsuya in suspicion. Perhaps it had something to do with that other girl? Tsuya never really did show suprise before, so something was definitely up. As he reached in his pocket for his PFP, his suspicions were shattered as the door once again revealed a surprise.

'Ohayo, minna! Sorry I'm late, but I'll be teaching you from today!'

A positively horror-struck Keima dropped his PFP. Looked like he was surrounded by ticking time bombs.

Jun Nagase placed her folders down and beamed. She had finally become a teacher at Mai-High, the school of her past. And now she could find whatever was beckoning her to come...

The rest of the class went by rather quick, as no lessons were taught, and mostly just introductions from the class. As they finally reached Keima, he got up and placed his PFP down calmly, something that shocked some of the class.

'My name is Keima Katsuragi, and I'm transferring out of this class in three days.'

A stunned classroom watched as Keima once again sat down and played on his PFP, which he previously saved.

But before anyone else could react, Tsuya suddenly jumped to her feet.

'I am transferring with Goshuujin-sama.'

Jun looked at her with both curiously and with appall. Losing two students in one day was not the best thing to have on her record. But these two also seemed to be perhaps the odd ones out of the bunch.

'Well, I'm sorry that we've never met before.'

Keima looked her straight in the eye.

'I'm afraid we have met before.'

Looks like he would have to go offensive on this one.

She raised her eyebrows, and looked down, thinking. Had she met him before? She had previously been in this school, but that class was broken up, wasn't it?...

He pushed his glasses up, and sighed.

'Beside the case, I feel a bout of anemia. I will be leaving now.'

And with that, his dramatic statement and exit was followed by the whole classes' eyes.

'...'

'I'll go with him.'

And with that, Haqua also left.

Before Tsuya could jump up as well, Jun quickly jumped out of her seat.

'Ahhhhh, class is starting now. Let Katsuragi-kun do whatever he needs to.'

The students slowly began to move, but occasional peeks at the door were spread throughout the class.

'Now, please read an excerpt of your English homework. Those of you who transferred here recently don't have to do this. Let's start with...Terada-chan, why don't you, as you seem to be the first in your row.'

As Miyako stood up to read, Tsuya looked at Miku, who winked back at her. Someone was jealous.

But just as quickly did Miku look her way, she looked away, and her eyes briefly flashed green.

'So, would you like to talk about Kanon right now?'

She stared at Keima carefully as he was laying in a clinic bed, playing in his PFP.

'It would be best if you first explained to me who, and what that Tsuya is.'

Keima grimaced, and paced his PFP down, but not before saving.

'In the lay-man's terms, Tsuya is a android sen-'

Haqua glared at him. She indicated that Tsuya had already told he that.

'...sentient who is used to observe me by some made-up company called Tsunoro, which is actually the renown Tsonoru Company.'

Haqua's eyes widened in surprise.

'You mean the one that partially funds your government?'

Keima nods gravely. Whatever she said. It wasn't as if he would know.

'However, whoever sent Tsuya, that person is obviously somehow affiliated with the Tsonoru Company. I'd like for you to trace my email.'

As Haqua pocketed the PFP Keima passed to her, he pulled out another one.

'Besides that, we must assume that we are under constant surveillance.'

Keima shrugged, and got up from his bed.

'Isn't that right,' as he pulled the curtain,

'Miku?'

The girl on the other side gave an amused expression.

'I didn't think you'd come out that quickly, Katsuragi.'

'It wasn't really a difficult matter to tell that you were there. Your shadow sticks out in the light.'

Her smile waned. Seems she was too easily discovered.

'And my identity?'

Keima then gave a superior smirk.

'Using your name as a logo wasn't the brightest of ideas.'

She shrugged, admitting defeat.

'Seems I was taken out too quickly. '

As she jumped onto the bed, she gave a intrigued expression.

'But what's this about Kanon I hear?'

Keima looked at Haqua, and her eyes positively dared him to speak.

'I'm actually part of the fan base of Kanon, and was chosen to represent my group with her. Haqua here,' as he gestured towards the devil, 'just happens to be a fan of Kanon as well, and was wondering whether or not she could join in.'

Miku placed her head down in the pillow and closed her eyes.

'Hmmm, but the question is, which fan base are you speaking of? There are only three major ones that I know of.'

The silence was deafening, and Keima looked at Miku's figure on the bed with coldness. Haqua had started to pace around the room.

'As I said, Kanon is pa-'

Kanon had rushed into the room, eyes glowing red, and slammed into Keima.

A soft 'Oof.' was made, before Keima's vision was darkened into nothing.

BAD END

"Waah, Kami-sama, help me finish this game from New Hell!'

Keima glared at Elsi with cold contempt.

"I'm not touching anything made by that devil named Calendar Liar. He made terrible games that try to enter my world. It's a disgrace to the galge society how bold this person was."

As Elsi clutched her pink PFP in wistfulness, Keima sighed once more. He was finally done with the last 5 games that had been newly released, after entering God Mode. Time to review them. As Elsi once again played THAT game on her PFP, Keima truly wondered who had thought of a game based on his captures. Not that he didn't expect the devils in New Hell to be interested, but he never thought someone might have made a bootleg game on his life.

He pushed his glasses back up to his eyes, the lenses glowing. More time should be made capturing the thousands of Weiss out there. But Elsi did remain a janitor for over 300 years, so perhaps New Hell wasn't being as productive as he hoped.

Either way, the game Elsi now played constantly was getting on his nerves. Perhaps he should play it sometime in secret, but he realized the flaws already: choppy dialogue, little characterization, a plot that didn't have a grip on whether or not it was a story or new plot every time, with only veiled references back. He certainly wouldn't touch it any time soon, but...perhaps.

He started typing his first review.

'The game started terribly, and needed more time terribly. A revamped attempt or a sequel is necessary. I would suggest another game...'

Well, that's certainly the Intro to the actual story. Yes, I had been heavily influenced by something. But the Miku Arc will come back someday, but for now, yes, she is 2D. But doesn't that put her closer to Keima, in a way?

Anyway, this story is now on hiatus for a while. Despite the popularity, as mentioned, this series needs to be revamped. However, the story is not, I repeat not, dead. I will definitely finish the Miku Arc. Just not this week.