Ah, the final part. What with NT Volume 7 coming out soon, I'd thought I'd grace you with another chapter and Shokuhou Misaki before it comes out. After this there might be a little break as I go on holidays and continue to come up with ideas for future arcs. However I hope that that idea will keep you guys interested in this fanfic so just keep on reading!
And as usual, I hope that you enjoy from both me and PokeRescue18.
Oh and incidentally, it is PokeRescue18's birthday today. What is one of these birthday things? Anyway, I hope from me and everyone else that you enjoy your birthday. Happy Birthday and here's my present! A new chapter! I would sing however there aren't any audio clips...
Happy Birthday! And thanks for all your contribution!
Although the disclaimer still applies, I don't I'll get to sleep or do any writing until after the novel is completely translated…
Kamijou Touma and Shokuhou Misaki sat against the store that and like all the others had its blinds drawn down.
There were impatient taps from inside, as if someone were tapping their foot on the ground. Kamijou held his phone next to his ear, listening to the person on the other end.
"All of them have hand-held radios like the other one." Misaka Mikoto said that surely as she could sense the waves that they gave off. "They keep on using it repeatedly, checking up on one another."
Kamijou looked at Shokuhou and spoke into the phone. "Does that mean that Shokuhou can't control their minds?"
"It'll have to be a mass control. When she does so, stars appear in the victim's eyes sometimes so they've got eyes out for that. I could just start attacking but I'm not sure what that means for the others inside. They must have hostages in different places." Mikoto reported.
Kamijou ran a hand through his hair. He had no idea who or what the leader was, where they were or if any members were hidden and what abilities they had. How many guns? How many espers? There were too many irregularities to just jump in. Although he and Shokuhou had already passed by Tokiwadai School itself, there was no-one inside as Shokuhou found that there were no 'minds' there.
"What are we going to do?" asked Shokuhou. "It's not like we can just start attacking."
Kamijou nodded and stood up. He looked around at the stores around him. "I have no idea. If it was just me, I suppose I could do it but I have no idea h-"
Kamijou had turned to look at the store that he had just been looking at with the intent to talk to Shokuhou in the face but he stopped as he looked at the store.
There was a small gap in the curtain, as someone peered through the gap, probably a routine check on the environment outside. Their eyes were staring at Kamijou, who had a phone in his hand. Kamijou stared back noting the small handgun the other guy had.
They both stared at each other in shock and surprise and it was Kamijou who acted first.
"Damn it!" Kamijou ran forward, taking Shokuhou's hand in his and raced to his left, aiming to get as far away as possible. A gunshot followed as the member shot through the glass and Kamijou turned around to see people pour out of the store. They all looked at the Level 0 with the same surprised expression but noted the person he was holding.
One of them reached for their radio, saying the start of all of their troubles. "We found Mental Out! Unit 14 reporting in! Use the GPS on our radios!" The others members reacted in their own ways, many of them firing their guns and other using esper powers, light and other objects flying through the air towards Kamijou and Shokuhou.
He took the nearest turn and headed down it, Shokuhou following behind him as the bullets and abilities flew past them.
"Misaka!" yelled Kamijou into his phone.
"The others are leaving! They're heading where you are right now! Where are-"
"Forget us!" countered Kamijou. "Now that some of them have left, take out the ones that are in the stores! Get all of the hostages out!" Kamijou hung up his phone, focusing on the path in front of him and behind him.
It was narrow, something that was mainly bad for Kamijou and he saw many of the MINUS members file into the alley. What was he going to do? With guns, his ability was useless and it was unlikely that he would reach the end of the alley wi-
Kamijou felt the hand in his grip move from it and he turned to Shokuhou who stood calmly holding a remote in one hand.
"What are-"
"You forget Kamijou-kun. I'm the Number Five esper in Academy City." That was all the explanation that she gave as she pointed the remote at the members. The moment she pointed the remote at the members of MINUS, all of them stopped in their tracks, taking a moment before sprinting away.
"Retreat!" yelled one of them. "It's Ment-" He never finished, a small beep heard only by Kamijou and Shokuhou and all of them stopped running.
Their heads hung limply and they dropped their guns, slowly turning around as standing in a single file. They didn't move. They didn't speak. There were little of what they used to be, the stars in their eyes making the point clear to Kamijou.
He had almost forgotten his ally in the situation. But he couldn't rely on her forever. Kamijou moved past her and she followed as Kamijou kicked all the guns out of their reach, not that they would reach it anytime soon.
He turned to Shokuhou. "What do they know?"
Shokuhou put a finger to her chin in a cute pose. "Well, for one thing, none of them have the 'weapon'. The group, MINUS, use it to take down Misaka-san and I. According to them, it's a sedative fashioned by Anti-Skill to take down higher Level espers. I'm never heard of it but that's because I've never needed it applied but it's called LV-Drop. I think that's all I'll get so…" There was another beep and all of the members dropped to the ground, limp and not moving.
Kamijou gave one of them a shove and upon receiving no reaction, felt their neck, breathing in relief.
"What are you doing?" asked Shokuhou. "I didn't kill them. But I can't say much about you checking their pulse. They wouldn't do so for you."
Kamijou stood up and moved to the front of the alley, stepping out into the School Garden streets. "Maybe so." He responded. "But I don't have a goal like that. All I want to do is make sure that everyone gets out safely."
He looked at the roofs of the buildings around them and at the street in front of him, motioning to Shokuhou to follow as the two of them walked towards the shop window that was broken. Kamijou froze as one of his shoes stepped on a shard of glass, cracking it.
"Guys?" asked a voice from inside the shop. "What a-"
Kamijou didn't need to know what had happened, the small beep behind him telling him everything. The sound of someone collapsing followed by the same sound a few times echoed in the air. Kamijou didn't waste any time. He had to get out all the people that he could.
If he received help, he was thankful for it, if not, he didn't blame anyone. Regardless, now was the time to fight back.
Kawabata Nobuhito swore in the store that he had chosen. 15 other members of MINUS had surrounded him ranging from Level 0s to Level 3s. Units 1, 4, 7, and 9-14 had all been taken down. Only 41 units remained from the original 50, practically half of their fighting force reduced to around four fifths in less than 10 minutes.
"Those damn Level 5s!" Kawabata kicked the table that was nearest to him, toppling it over. His group had no hostages, something that would hinder their actions. Regardless, the 'weapon' that they had was still usable. LV-Drop was still usable.
Kawabata took his hand-held radio and spoke into it.
"Scope Eyes, do you read?" He referred to the group that had that ability. Their ability had them the perfect sniper for today, allowing them to focus their sight similar to a scope on a rifle.
"I read you." One person replied. "I see the Number Five in my sights. She only has one other person with her, a boy. The street they're on is empty and the nearest unit is Unit 5 in the street next to where they are now. Only one shot. Do I take it?"
Kawabata licked his lips. It's that boy. Who was he? The fact that he was with that Level 5 told him that he was a high ranked esper to earn her respect. Probably from the other school but there was no data on him.
Regardless, there was little that boy could do facing 30 other espers.
"OK. Listen to me. Here's what's going to happen."
The sound of electricity flying through the air could be heard where Kamijou and Shokuhou were. There were screams and Kamijou was reminded of the fact that he was dealing with Level 5s here. Somehow he felt that he should be a bit more intimidated by his allies. But right now, he was just glad they were allies. Although, that Railgun did chase him around . . .
"Shokuhou, what do you sense?" After he and Shokuhou had managed to free the others in that one store, they had decided to participate in the resistance, Kamijou telling each and every one of them to look out for each other. No-one would be felt behind today and no one would die.
"There is a group that's coming closer." She held up her remote, finger on a button of it when she suddenly flinched.
Kamijou looked at her in confusion and saw her bring up a hand to her neck, pulling something out. Kamijou looked at it as he came closer, reading the words on it.
LV-Drop.
"Oh cr-!" Kamijou realised two things. Someone was watching from afar, someone with most likely Scope Eyes as their ability. The second was that-
Shokuhou Misaki fell forward, Kamijou catching her before she hit the ground as she dropped her remote. Kamijou picked that up as well, looking around frantically. That group that she had mentioned were going to close in soon so Kamijou had to find the nearest place of cover.
He had hardly taken one step when there was a large scuffle as the group of around 10 members of MINUS appeared from the corner, some brandishing guns the others unarmed only in the sense that they did carry weapons but esper abilities. They saw Kamijou and raised their guns-
They stopped as they covered their faces as some of them blown away by a massive force. They looked in the direction that the force had come from, only for some of them to realise that they were looking at someone.
A Tokiwadai student was twin-tails and wearing a Judgment armband on her left shoulder.
"Realise what happens when you attack Tokiwadai." She said. As she disappeared, some of the members falling to the ground as needles stuck into the arms and legs, causing them to collapse, wriggling in pain.
"Sh-Shirai!" yelled Kamijou in surprise. He looked in the direction of where the force had come from, seeing a girl holding a fan with long black hair. Some other espers were behind her and unleashing their own abilities into the air.
He didn't recognise her so he assumed that she was from Tokiwadai.
"Go! Not this way!" she called. "Go around!"
"Thanks! You be careful!" Kamijou looked at Shirai who had managed to subdue another member of MINUS. "You too Shirai!" Kamijou called to the Teleporter and went off with the unconscious Shokuhou. She was slightly breathing and Kamijou didn't like the way that it was erratic.
Moving until he found a street in School Garden that wasn't filled with any type of explosion, Kamijou rested Shokuhou down, feeling her pulse.
He shook her, trying to wake her from her slumber. "Shokuhou. Shokuhou! Misaki! Wake up!"
Seeing that his attempts were fruitless, Kamijou looked up at the street where he was. Both sides were empty but the screams and the sound of esper abilities surrounded the air. The blinds of the stores around here were closed as well and Kamijou thought that maybe this area had been freed of MINUS.
He lifted up Shokuhou, not wanting to leave her in the middle of the street, trying not to let her feet drag as he approached a shop, just wanting to make sure that they were alone. He pressed his ear against the window, listening for anything but found nothing. He approached the door, reaching for it with his right hand-
Kamijou didn't know what it was but something broke. Something was crushed underneath his right hand as soon as he touched that one doorknob. And as soon as it did, voices entered his ears.
"-side. Good thing we have the Muffler. Huh?" the voice on the other side of the door stopped. "The guy stopped. What's he doing?"
Kamijou froze. It was odd. That street, out of all the streets had not been attacked. It was almost as if someone knew that nothing was happening. Yet there were members here. Did that mean they hadn't taken hostages? That was good but they were waiting. Somehow, most likely through esper abilities or technology, they had learned of Kamijou's presence.
Moving as fast as he could manage, Kamijou moved away from the street, heading towards where the commotion was. That way he would be able to avoid running into any trouble, having the protection of the Tokiwadai students. That was the best option for now. Now all he had to do was es-
The sound of a door flying open startled him and Kamijou ran. The door that had opened was the one that he had just been listening at. And he knew their objective. All he had to do was get out safely.
Something flew right past his face, Shokuhou's hair whipping past and into his face from his back. He turned to see one member standing in front of him, hand outstretched yet a gun in his pants where Kamijou could see.
He wore leather, seeming to be a wannabe gangster. He had a scar under his chin that ran to his left eye through his mouth. Whatever had caused it, Kamijou didn't know and he felt that his whole body would shudder upon learning it.
The boy's eyes were black and his hair was the same, flat almost combed or gelled. Kamijou wondered what ability he had, to put something past his face.
The boy continued to outstretch his arm and Kamijou didn't move, not wanting to put Shokuhou in any more danger than she already was in.
"Drop the Level 5." The boy demanded. "I have no idea what your ability is but I doubt you can manage to control it holding that weight."
Kamijou swallowed some saliva. The boy was right of course. Imagine Breaker has holding up Shokuhou and the boy had a gun. There was little Kamijou could think of to do. But-
"No way," Kamijou refused. "I have no idea what you're going to do but I'm not going to let it happen."
There was no way that Kamijou Touma would place someone else's life ahead of his. Kamijou Touma would stand up for anyone, regardless of whom. And that was why he was able to say that without any hesitation.
The other boy frowned. In that instance, there was a slow cracking sound and something formed at the boy's hand. It gained shape and Kamijou saw that it was a knife, made entirely out of some clear material, shining beautifully in the light of the sun.
"I'm not going to ask again." The boy warned Kamijou.
Kamijou didn't answer as he slowly took a step back. He didn't care if the boy saw it; all he had to do was escape. But as Kamijou did so, that boy took a step forward as well. He held the knife in his head, as if only for show and Kamijou reacted.
"Damn it!" Kamijou bolted for it, not hearing the sound of running footsteps behind him. That was good but also bad. What did that guy have in his mind that he allowed Kamijou to escape? It wasn't long before Kamijou found out.
Something small pierced his neck, a sharp pain that made his body flinch. He had no idea what had pierced his neck but he had an idea. After all, Shokuhou had been hit by the exact same thing.
Kamijou still took a step forward but the world seemed to be bringing him down. He could barely keep his eyes open, his eyelids sheets of metal that seemed to be a strain to even lift. Kamijou collapsed the effects of LV-Drop taking effect on his body.
Shokuhou's limp body covered his own and still Kamijou moved. The world was hardly visible, a mysterious blur that made him confused. Where was everything? Where was he going?
His body lost all energy and he laid his head on the ground. The footsteps got closer and he felt a pressure that had been on his back for so long lifted. A face appeared in his vision, a smile that seemed quite scary as the scar was parted from the mouth.
"Thank you." The boy said. That knife edged closer towards Kamijou's face but there was little he could do. The knife was pressed against Kamijou's neck, glittering in the sunlight. "You did very well, but not good enough. We aspire to be like the most powerful esper after all, a certain unknown Level 0 that defeated the Number One. Did you really think that you could win? But here's something to think on. Do you actually think you'll wake up?"
The pressure on Kamijou's neck pressed harder and Kamijou closed his eyes, unable to keep them open any more.
The thing that woke Kamijou up was not something simple as the sun shining in his eyes. It wasn't that normal. It was glass. Glass and screams.
Something shattered above Kamijou and he felt glass on his face accompanied by a scream. His eyes shot open by the sound noise and in his vision, something dropped from the air, clutching their side and rolling about.
Kamijou had no idea what had happened or how long he was out but as soon as he raised his head, a sudden force pressed down on it, smashing it to the ground. The sudden force seemed to jolt his sleeping brain awake and he tried to move again but to no avail as someone lay on his back.
Was his opponent Tokiwadai or MINUS? He had no idea. It could be one or the other. A weapon lay in front of him in the form of a glass shard and Kamijou reached for it quickly. Reacting before the opponent could react to his own action, Kamijou spun his body around, the glass shard aiming for the centre of the attacker's body….
Kamijou stopped. His attacker had been in the middle of their own attack and they too had stopped.
"Misaka?" he asked.
The Railgun looked at Kamijou from where she was, frowning. "What are you doing here? Where's Shokuhou?" Sparks flew from her bangs and the scream of the enemy next to them still reached their ears.
Kamijou tried to answer but found it difficult. Why you ask? "Could you please get off my stomach for now?" he asked.
Misaka looked at him with a confused look and realised the position that she was in right now, her on top of the fallen Kamijou. Her face colour immediately changed as she stood up and backed away stammering a few words. Kamijou stood up and, taking pity upon their enemy, noticed the small packets of needles on his belt.
Taking them, Kamijou saw what he assumed them to be, a LV-Drop. He quickly applied the drug and the MINUS member soon stopped and went limp so that he would stop screaming. Kamijou removed the same needle from his neck, reaching for support as he gathered his energy from the attack.
"What happened?" he asked. How long had he been out?
"What do you mean?" said Mikoto with a frown. Another explosion from somewhere in School Garden echoed in the air as she answered. "Kuroko and Kongou-san saw you only a few minutes ago. Where's Shokuhou?"
Kamijou sighed in relief. The effects of LV-Drop didn't seem to last long for him. Was it because he was a Level 0? He had no idea but he still had a few more things to check out.
"Don't worry about her for now." Kamijou replied, changing the subject. "What about everyone else?" He was referring to the fellow classmates of his and Mikoto caught on.
"We've evacuated everyone. Most of our students are fighting and some from your school are fleeing but there are just so many of them. To be honest I think you're the only Level 0 left." She reported.
Kamijou absorbed the information and nodded. So, everyone from his school had already been evacuated. He was the only one left. That was a relief for him.
"What about you?" he asked. "Are you OK?"
Mikoto took a step back, blushing a tiny bit. How could he ask that? Of course he couldn't see how he looked right now but anyone could tell which the better of the two of them was. Mikoto, the Level 5 barely had a scratch on her while Kamijou seemed to be nothing but dirt and bruises, small cuts on his shirt and face. He seemed more beat up than he usually did yet he didn't complain. What was it that drove him?
"I-I'm fine." She said. "But forget about me. You need to get out of here idiot! Do you know how dangerous it is for you right now, a Level 0?"As if to iterate her point, an explosion rocked the air, the force causing Kamijou to have to lean upon the store window he was on for support. Still he looked at her and down one of the streets that the Tokiwadai students now had taken over.
He was silent and then answered, taking his first step. "I still have something I need to do." He said and ran off, the scene eerily familiar to Mikoto.
There were changes though. One, he was wearing casual clothes instead of his school uniform. Second, they were on the ground, not in the air. And finally, they were in Academy City, not Russia. It was because those were the words that that boy had said at the end of WWIII.
And this time as well, Mikoto watched as that boy's back receded. She had not known if he would return in WWIII but something right now told her one thing.
Kamijou Touma would come back.
Misaka Mikoto scoffed as she had that thought and headed off, heading towards that battlefield once more.
Kamijou had to save Shokuhou Misaki. It was his fault that she had been in the situation that she was in right now so Kamijou had to save her. If anything happened to her….
Kamijou had no idea where she was though. The streets of School Garden were filled with students from Tokiwadai. Almost every street had broken windows or the like and it was hard to find one that was not in that condition. Something in the back of Kamijou's mind told him that the Clean-Up may end up being longer than it was supposed to be but he discarded it.
Something seemed strange to him though. Although only he and Shokuhou had passed by one location when they had done so, there had been no one inside yet it was the most blocked off location inside School Garden. It was also the one guaranteed to the empty today.
Tokiwadai Middle School. No-one had been inside there and no-one would have been; it was the last location on the agenda. So why hadn't anyone been there before?
Kamijou had one thought. If someone were to pass by Tokiwadai and found that no-one was there wouldn't they automatically think that no-one would return there? Don't double check an empty area. It was common sense yet Kamijou saw no way out of the situation that MINUS had prepared.
Index and Otohime had called Anti-Skill and Judgment by now so he guessed where they would be right now.
Kamijou ran through the streets, ducking his head from attacks from the students of Tokiwadai as he ran towards the school. The students assumed that he was fleeing and why wouldn't he? He was the last Level 0 ally they had left on the battlefield. He had to escape.
They had no idea that he would fight that one battle by himself.
Shokuhou Misaki opened her eyes slowly. Her vision blurred and there was little that she could see in her vision. She tried to budge but found that she couldn't move at all. Her muscles were practically dead and she felt like throwing up.
Her remote lay in her lap and she tried to retrieve it, again not moving. He looked at her arms, finding they were tied to a chair. A…chair?
Shokuhou looked at her other arm and found it was the same. Yet no matter how she moved, she couldn't seem to break free. There was movement in front of her. A person? That was enough. All she had to do was co-
She blinked. Her….power wasn't working? Why wasn't it working?
The person in front of her spoke and as he did, her vision slowly, slowly got better.
"Glad to see you're awake, Level 5. It's just me so don't worry. Well, you really should. You'll find it hard to move and use your power. You're fine. I just injected you with a diluted form of LV-Drop. Enough to leave you conscious and aware of your surroundings but not much to do about it like stopping all movement and power use. Almost like the people you control eh Mental Out?"
The boy in front of her wore atrocious leather clothes, a definite wannabe gangster. He had poor dress sense and Shokuhou felt her respect for him drop into the negatives.
She tried to speak but didn't, little movement in her mouth.
"You can't talk either." The boy said. "Just saying."
Shokuhou looked up. She recognised the scenery, the area just inside Tokiwadai just in front of the front gate, but why here? There had been nothing here before when she and that Level 0 had come before. And what was he doing?
The boy was leaning in front of a tripod, setting something up. She could only guess however her hypothesis was proved to be correct as she got a good look at the object he was setting up.
It was a video camera. It was pointed at her. Numerous things went through her mind. What would happen that needed filming? What kind of public spectacle was this?
The boy smiled again, the scar on his face twisting in a strange fashion. "Let the show begin."
There was a large amount of static in the air, something that the Railgun, Misaka Mikoto sensed. Still holding her iron-sand sword, she looked at the nearest object on the floor making the static.
It was one of the hand-held radios that the members always carried.
On it was a screen. It was on all of them however it had never been used and Mikoto had juts guessed that it had been a design fault but it took on a whole new meaning now. It was only meant for one message.
All sounds stopped as everyone picked up a radio. It seemed that the members had lost all reason to fight now that the show had begun. Was it surrender? No.
The smiles on their faces suggested a victory. But how had they won?
Mikoto picked up one, Shirai Kuroko silently coming over to have a look at the screen.
On it was a boy wearing black with a large scar on his face. He was smiling, or whatever he called the facial expression he was making.
"Welcome everyone." He said. "A great writer in the English culture once said 'The world is a stage and all the men and women merely players.' And I must say a wonderful performance you gave. Wonderful. But I'm the curtain must drop at some point. And that point is now." The boy gave a bow. [1]
"Let me introduce myself. I am Kawabata Nobuhito. The reason I'm telling you this is so that you can remember it. For this day, there will truly be a minus. A minus one. Where seven will go to six." Kawabata stepped to the side and the students of Tokiwadai froze as they saw the person behind the boy.
Shokuhou Misaki.
She was sitting on a chair and looking straight at the camera and she was tied to said chair. She seemed weak and although the scenery of Tokiwadai School shone in the background, it was clear that no-one would be able to get close, particularly with the fact that they were otherwise preoccupied.
Kawabata re-entered the frame and in one of his hands, he held a knife that was clear, the light of the sun shining against it in a pretty pattern. "When you entered this battle, there was always going be to casualties. This is our seriousness you amateur espers. And this is the gap between us." Kawabata turned and walked towards Shokuhou, his expression unseen but the surprised look in Shokuhou's eyes was clear that it wasn't good.
The only thing that Mikoto could do now was rely on someone else. Perhaps a Teleporter that she knew well would be reliable right now.
"Kuroko!" she shouted to the person next to her but she had already begun the calculations for her power. However before even a fraction of a second had passed, the body of another MINUS member collided with Shirai's body sending her to the ground.
Shirai acted quickly, her Judgment training taking effect as she spun around and elbowed the attacker in the head however they maintained their grip.
Time was wasting and Mikoto had to act herself. The only one acting, others just watching, she sent a lighting spear towards the leg of the attacker, sending a large current throughout the person's body.
He convulsed and Kuroko took the opportunity to send an elbow to the stomach of the attacker and he fell backwards, holding out his hand, a large flash of light temporarily blinding both of the espers. It was short lived however as Mikoto rammed into the place that she last saw the person, feeling her own charging body ram into another.
She and the attacker both collapsed to the ground and she used her magnetism to press the attacker to the ground as she turned to Kuroko however her eyes managed to catch a glimpse of a radio on the guy's belt.
In that instance, she realised that it was too late. Kawabata Nobuhito had reached the Number Five esper and swung the knife down. They hadn't made it. Even though the entire school was made up of espers higher than Level 3, they still hadn't been able to protect one person.
What made someone powerful? Physical strength? What was being 'powerful'? Shokuhou was in the situation yet unable to do anything, a Level 5, powerless.
And in that situation what could anyone do? What hope was left? Mikoto's eyes managed to catch a glimpse of Shokuhou's as the knife fell. But in them was hope. Not fear. Why was that?
A roar that filled the air from the radio answered her question as an unknown figure collided with the body of Kawabata Nobuhito, sending him stumbling into the chair of Shokuhou Misaki, sending all three of the to the ground.
"What the f-" Kawabata stood up his back still facing the camera, the camera still standing as everyone edged closer to the screen, the person who had saved the Level 5 still on the ground. Yet it was clear who it was. Black spiky hair and a clenched right fist.
Because right now, that boy transcended what powerful was according to Levels. He had his own strength and determination that made others look at him in awe.
Kamijou Touma was that kind of person.
"Like hell, I'm going to just sit by and let this happen!" that one boy said. "Why don't you think about the fact that real people will die if this continues you bastard!"
That one boy stepped forward and punched Kawabata to the ground, Kawabata falling onto the camera as he did so, the screen on the radio faltering and falling as well, observing the battle to the side.
That's right thought Misaka Mikoto. That boy had his own strength. The strength to protect everyone around him, even those he didn't know. Yet every student at Tokiwadai interacted closely with each other.
If that boy could save a complete stranger, imagine what the students of Tokiwadai could do to protect their fellow students?
"That's right." Mikoto said as she used her magnetism to extract something from the MINUS member's belt. They were small needles and had one word on the side: LV-Drop. "If that guy can do it, then there's no reason for us to not be able to!"
With that, Misaka Mikoto sent the needles flying towards the enemy, the sedative piercing them and quickly taking effect as the members quickly fell to the ground.
The attacker underneath her stopped moving and the Railgun stood up, wiping a tiny amount of sweat from her face.
Like hell I'm going to let this happen. Those words that the boy had said gave her determination and the movement of others behind her told Mikoto that others had also been moved by those very words.
Because in the end, Kamijou Touma not only used his right fist but his words to defeat his enemies and gain allies. And right now, those words had gained him those allies that he needed.
"Let's end this." Mikoto said that and stepped forward, the remaining MINUS members feeling a chill where they hid inside School Garden.
The punch connected and Kawabata was thrown back against the ground of Tokiwadai. When Kamijou had finally reached the school, Kawabata had just turned on the camera which thus made it hard for Kamijou to just charge forward as he would easily be seen.
Yet when he had turned Kamijou had moved slowly at first before quickening his pace. Shokuhou had seen him but not acted to it and Kamijou had reached his opponent to where they stood now.
Kawabata wiped his mouth, saliva on the back of his hand. "You bastard." He said. "I thought I got rid of you using LV-Drop."
Kamijou raised his fists. "You did. But I'm a Level 0."
"Level 0!?" the shock in Kawabata's voice was obvious. "No. You can't be." Kawabata held out his left hand, a knife appearing in it again. He had dropped the other one and Kamijou had noticed that the spot where it as right now was a pool of water. That meant one thing. Those weapons were made out of ice. Yet how many could that guy make? And what kinds? Although there had only been knives so far, he might be concealing any weapon or two, or more. He also still had the gun in his pants and Kamijou tread carefully in the battle.
"There's no way that Level 0s would go and be treated by equals by Level 5s!" Kawabata ran forward, swinging the knife and Kamijou ducked, feeling the weapon whizz over his hair to which he responded with an uppercut to the chin.
Kawabata fell back, stumbling as he did so. "The only role that weaker espers has are the playthings of Level 5s!" He moved forward again however he brought out his gun, brandishing it like a maniac before pointing it at Kamijou however he was too close.
Kamijou used his left fist to hit the hand of the attacker, feeling the shock of the gun being fired as Kawabata pulled the trigger. In pain, Kawabata dropped the gun and Kamijou kneed him in the stomach.
Despite the pain, Kawabata took his chance. Still holding the knife he thrust it towards Kamijou's stomach only to stop. In the corner of his eye he saw Kamijou use his own hand to try and bring it into the path of the knife.
Fool he thought. Certainly, he thought Kamijou was such. The idea that weaker espers could be equals against those monsters known as Level 5 was absurd. I'll make you realise the true nature of them! Kawabata continued the path of the knife.
Kamijou moved his hand in the path of it. Kawabata expected a scream, blood spurting from the hand. But something like that didn't happen. The result was far that ridiculous bordering along the line of unnatural.
As soon as the knife hit that right hand, it shattered. Almost as if he was stabbing a rock, the knife burst apart and fell to pieces, Kawabata looking in surprise and not reacting even though he saw that right hand turn into a fist and smash into his jaw.
Kawabata fell back looking at that right hand, the Level 5 lying on the floor far off to the side looking at it as well. What the hell had just happened? As if something like that could happen in Academy City!?
"What the hell is up with your hand!?" yelled Kawabata. "What did you do to my Ice Arsenal?!" Kawabata formed another knife with that power of his throwing it towards Kamijou and in a simple action as if he were swatting a fly out of his way, that knife was hit with his right hand, small pieces of ice splattering against his face.
"You say that the only role for weaker espers is under Level 5s? Do you even have the right to say that?!" Kamijou yelled that as he stood in front of his enemy kicking away the gun that lay on the floor as hard as he could.
"What right? What right!?" Kawabata's voice rose. "What the hell are you talking about?!" Kawabata pointed at the scar on his face. "Do you think that this is joke to you? This is what Level 5s do. This is what the Number Four did to me 3 years ago! Can you look at me and say that again?!"
Kamijou looked at the wound. Had…the Number Four done that? Kamijou wondered what had caused the wound that had left that scar; it must have been horrendous, even when Kamijou had had his arm cut off there had been no scar and the only scar that he had was on the back of his right shoulder although he had no idea how he had gotten it.
But still he found himself doubting the words of that person in front of him that had suffered so.
"What the hell were you thinking you bastard?" said Kamijou in a low voice. There was only one reason that Kamijou could think of as to why a lower Level esper would attack a Level 5 by themselves without a reason. "Why would you attack someone like that just to be strong?!"
"Shut up! What would you know what lower Level espers feel when they see those stronger than them? Jealously? Envy? It's worse than that. It's self-derision. They mock us. How can we look at them and be satisfied with ourselves?!" cried Kawabata.
"So attacking them is the answer!?" yelled Kamijou back. "Attacking those who make you feel bad? You point that scar around but the only reason you have it is because of your messed up choice! If only you had focused upon improving than pointing your anger at others! The Number Three started off as a Level 1! If only you had focused on improving yourself then you could have been proud of your effort!"
"Shut up. Shut the hell up!" yelled Kawabata. He held both hands in front of him and a sword of ice appeared in a flash. Without a hitch he charged, yelling towards Kamijou, the entire scene visible on the camera that had been knocked over, filming the charge. Explosions from School Garden filled the air and the only silence in the air came from Kamijou and the fallen Shokuhou.
Kamijou clenched his fist and moved in reaction. Kawabata swung the sword down, expecting to take the chance that Kamijou would make when he used that strange right hand to make a run for the gun. He would still win if he killed the defenceless Shokuhou Misaki. He would win.
Kamijou rose his hand and caught the blade wincing as he did so as it cut into his flesh. This was his chance! Kawabata made a run to the left to reach the gun but noticed something. The sword was still in his hand. That meant-
That right fist slammed into his face as Kawabata took a step back to which he received another punch to his hand, the ice sword shattering like all the other weapons of his Ice Arsenal. A kick to the stomach caused his to step back coughing as he fell to his knees.
He looked up and noticed the boy in front of him; that one boy that stopped him from completing his goal. And it was his left hand that was bleeding. Had Kamijou realised that there was one weapon that was still a danger and made a choice to make sure that Kawabata didn't reach it.
"Why do you push your own misfortune onto others?!" Kamijou yelled at him, waving that bloodied hand. "Why do you blame others for your failures; when in reality, it's really your fault!?" Kamijou pointed at Shokuhou. "How can you say that that defenceless girl is the cause of all your pain? How can you say that for Misaka? How can you say that for the Number Four? The only one to blame is yourself!"
"It's…my fault? As if I would accept that! It's the Level 5s! It's always been the Level 5s!" Kawabata rubbed is mouth and stood up.
"The Level 5s!? Screw that. It's you. You're not content with yourself. And how can you be so unhappy? I'm a Level 0 and yet I'm living my life way better than yours. Who cares about Levels? If I have a Level 5 that's a friend, I'll gladly protect them and I would do the same even if they weren't. You make them sound as if they're the pinnacle of humanity but they're just like you and me. They have friends, family and something they wish to protect! So why did you step on that by doing this stupid attack!?"
"Me, not content with myself? How can you say that even though there's someone out there, a certain unknown Level 0 that chose to act on that unhappiness and attacked the Number One and Three to satisfy that unhappiness!" Kawabata Nobuhito stated the reason to why MINUS existed and his own reason for joining. That fact that someone could manage to satisfy themselves by attacking those stronger than them and winning as well as feeling good in the effort; it was something that Kawabata longed to do.
"It wasn't like that." Kamijou replied. "As if someone would attack another person just to satisfy their own unhappiness. That may be your world but it's not mine! I didn't attack. I saved. The reason for my actions against Accelerator was to save. And my actions towards the Number Three aren't from hate but friendship!"
Kawabata clenched his teeth. Why…why was this Level 0 saying things that made him seem like he was the certain unknown Level 0? Someone who clearly didn't approve of MINUS? It couldn't be!
"Shut uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuupppppppppppppppppp !" Kawabata Nobuhito let out that cry and the air around him shimmered. Suddenly as if out of nowhere, ice weapons in the form of swords, spears and knives shot out from his body and stacked stacking upon one anther creating a large wall of the weapons behind him. He pointed his arms forward and all of those weapons pointed towards Kamijou.
Kamijou took one step and then another and broke into a run.
"If you think that others are the source of pain and you need to live in a world where unhappiness is satisfied by pushing it onto others, then first I need to bring you out of that world of yours!"
Kamijou Touma broke into a run as well, meeting up with Kawabata in the middle. There was only one spot that was open for him; the centre, where the origin of all those weapons were from. Yet Kamijou was determined. He would win. He would win not only for himself but for his enemy.
He would win!
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Both boys let out that cry as Kamijou pushed his fist forward into the blade ahead of him. The ice shattered and Kamijou noticed all of the other weapons converge on one spot. Still he moved forward, letting his right fist, the fist that contained Imagine Breaker fly.
Kawabata saw red as Kamijou came closer. His weapons would hit. Definitely. There was no way-
Yet for some reason they stopped. Kawabata's eyes went wide as he realised what had happened. His weapons. There were too many. They had all stockpiled upon one another so much in reaction to his rage that there had been too many to actually converge upon the area where his enemy was each of them blocking each other due to their sheer size.
"So I'll shatter that illusion of yours for you!" Kamijou Touma said that as he punched the scarred face of his opponent. Kawabata was lifted off his feet and tumbled to the ground, ice flying in all directions as it shattered, sharp shards scattering, a few of them shattering the camera screen that had been filming the entire event.
The curtain had dropped.
The Battle of School Garden was definitely over.
"Oi! Are you OK?" Kamijou raced over to Shokuhou and he reached out with his left hand but realising that it was bleeding quite a lot, he reached with his right.
Shokuhou still couldn't move but the relieved look in her eyes told Kamijou that she was alright. Kamijou undid the knots of the ropes using one hand and soon all of the constraints loosened from the Level 5.
Her head lopped onto the ground and Kamijou lifted her up, dragging her to the gate of Tokiwadai, leaning her against it so that he wouldn't fall.
He let his left hand fall limply and Kamijou looked at the unconscious Kawabata in the grounds of the school. He didn't seem to be able to get up any time soon and Kamijou felt that Shokuhou was safe.
He let out a sigh and rubbed his head. "Man. I really didn't think that it would turn out like this." He said. Regardless he looked down at Shokuhou. "Are you hurt anywhere?"
Kamijou pressed his finger against the places where the ropes had been and upon receiving no reaction of serious bruising he assumed that she was OK. As for him….
Kamijou looked at the wound and noticed how deep it actually had cut. There was little movement with a dull aching and Kamijou immediately thought that he should get it stitched up. He was OK to move but he didn't want to leave Shokuhou there all by herself.
He didn't have to wait long. Sure enough he soon saw that other Level 5, along with some others students of Tokiwadai. Shirai Kuroko as well as that girl with the fan appeared from one of corners of the School Garden accompanied by two others students that Kamijou didn't recognise.
One of them had darkish hair that was slightly bluish and next to her was another girl that brown hair stood out compared to the other girls.
Mikoto immediately saw where Kamijou was and raced over to where he and Shokuhou were. He merely watched them approach and waited for all of them to come closer before he started talking.
"What happened?" he asked. The explosions had already calmed down and the fact that the most powerful esper was in front of him, he guessed that it was over.
He was right. "Everyone collapsed when they saw what happened and we took out the rest." Mikoto glanced towards Kamijou's limp hand and he looked at it.
"Sorry." He said. "I did something careless. But is everyone OK? What about you and Shirai? And what about you guys?" he asked as he turned towards the other girls. Upon closer inspection they seemed alright however there were a number of cuts along their face and clothes.
The girls seemed surprised that he would put them over the condition that he was in but none the less answered.
"Awatsuki only received some small scratches" said the brown girl referring to the light-bluish haired girl. "Her Float Dial made our fighting restricted, the same for me and my Hydro Hand. What about you Kongou-san?" she asked.
"Just fine Wannai." Replied the girl called Kongou to the brown haired girl.
Kamijou nodded and turned to Shirai. "What about you?"
"Hmph, an ape like you should not concern yourself with the dealings with Level 4s." she replied and Kamijou let a relived sigh, It seemed that she was alright as well as her attitude was the same. "But still." Shirai continued. "To think that MINUS would manage to have the resources to complete this assault. Anti-Skill just arrived so we can only wait for all of them members to be rounded up. I shall assist in that as well."
Kamijou didn't reply as he looked at the fallen figure of Kawabata Nobuhito. It was amazing though. It definitely took a large degree of loyalty and pure stupidity to make an attack on the students of Tokiwadai.
All of this happened because of the rumours surrounding a certain unknown Level 0, Kamijou frowned. Although before he had saved Fukiyose he had only heard bits and pieces about MINUS, the delinquents that chased him around letting loose information. But Kamijou had not put much importance into it.
But now was a different matter.
Too many people were at risk. Yet Kamijou made a promise to himself. To protect those that were affected by the people who had incorrectly interpreted his reason for fighting. It was right to say that Kamijou had unintentionally started this. But the ending would be different.
Kamijou Touma would intentionally end it.
"-you?" asked Mikoto as her words entered his brain. He turned to the girls with a frown.
"I asked what about you?" Mikoto asked. Kamijou looked down at his bloodied hand that had started to drip onto the ground. According to Shirai, Anti-Skill was coming. That meant he was no longer needed.
"I better be off." He said and without a word turned off and ran through School Garden. The girls watched him go, wordlessly.
Shokuhou did so as well and one thought appeared in her mind.
Kamijou Touma. He definitely will be a good target to capture.
"Touma! You said that you wouldn't get hurt!" Index bared her teeth and Kamijou back away. He had visited the hospital and had his hand all bandaged up by Heaven Canceller, making a quick return to the dorm.
He had called Index and Otohime to meet him there as all of the other students from both his school and Tokiwadai were being interviewed by Anti-Skill. As such it was only the three in the Dorm.
"I said not too hurt! And besides I'm fine! But I won't be if I receive that bite attack!" Kamijou had entered a prostrating position and covered his head with his hands as he hid.
"Onii-chan! That kind of vague reasoning isn't good enough! Although we did what you asked you didn't keep your end of the bargain!" Otohime cried that out and Kamijou looked at her.
"I don't remember making a bargain! But still we have work to do! Let's go both of you! I need to direct you to make sure that we clean up that hallway! The window can wait until tomorrow!"
The girls had lost the opportunity to vent out their anger and were dragged by Kamijou Touma to finish off the work that they had yet to complete.
Shokuhou Misaki and Misaka Mikoto made their way to room 310. Everyone else had returned to their dorms as well at the end of the interviews and ultimately everyone had realised who had truly ended the battle. After all that Level 0 had become awfully popular.
Yet no-one mentioned it to Anti-Skill. Even Shirai Kuroko kept it a secret and the reason was obvious. Although she hadn't done so intentionally, she realised one thing. That boy hadn't done what he did for credit. He did it because he wanted to save.
And somewhere in the heads of all the students involved, that idea was respected. Besides, something like this would remain a memory forever and keeping one's memories to themselves was a part of having good memoires.
Shokuhou had already received an antidote to LV-Drop however her movements were still groggy. But her speech patterns were not.
"Hmm. I do suppose that your physical attacks would have greatly helped. You truly are a monster Misaka-san." She said honestly.
"Don't start, Shokuhou." Mikoto said. "What was the other monster doing while everyone else was fighting? Sitting like a puppet. In the end you had to rely on someone else. A first for you, isn't it?"
They weren't looking at each other as they spoke but the tension in the air was practically visible. They kept at it until they reached the hallway with the broken window and stopped. Amazingly, somehow someone had managed to clean off all the soot from the walls and only a new window lay on the side of the wall.
Immediately the two Level 5s thought the same thing. The only person that would have the complete idiocy to have the strength to complete a task that wasn't really that serious was that guy.
He must have made it back towards the Dorm after the hospital without coming to check on School Garden. Mikoto smiled to herself. That was him alright. That idiot.
She reached her room and opened it coming across a scene that she had hardly expected to see.
Kamijou Touma was lying on the beds, sprawled on two of them, a silent yet comfortable look on his face. On any other occasion, Mikoto might have blushed upon seeing it however she went red for another reason.
"Hmm. Although he did say he wasn't like that, I wonder if he was telling the truth?" Shokuhou asked that question as she looked at the scene as well.
Although Kamijou was looking comfortable it was the other two people looking comfortable that truly troubled Mikoto.
Tatsugami Otohime lay extremely close towards her cousin's head, her own eyes closed as she slept, grabbing onto one of Kamijou's arms and pressing it towards her own stomach. Both he and her were in the same clothes that they had started the day off in. As for Sphynx, that calico cat was lying on the pillow where Otohime's head should have been sleeping silently.
As for Index, this was what truly shocked Mikoto's heart. Index was gripping Kamijou's other hand and pressing it up to her head, the bandages probably being of a soft material due to the satisfied look on her face. She was gripping her own pillow and resting it one Kamijou's, her own head rising and falling with his breaths.
"Why is it that sometimes your normal attitudes impress me yet just piss me off!? Stop being yourself and getting into these situations!" Mikoto let out that yell, sparks flying from her bangs, truly the world's most frightening alarm clock.
Due to the nature of the Battle of School Garden, most of the students had decided to eat together in their own friendship groups to discuss the events. As such, Kamijou was forced to eat out by himself due to the fact that no-one wanted to have to split the bill of Index's appetite.
The evening had run the same, students discussing what had happened and the students of a Certain High School asking the same thing. Naturally they told them an adjusted version that left out Kamijou's involvement and the only people who had known that he had been involved in the Battle at all were Kamijou himself and Tsuchimikado, a fact that he too kept to himself. After all, the students of A Certain high School had all been directed out by the Tokiwadai students before the end.
Morning came and somehow to the other students, Kamijou had become a bit too popular with the students of Tokiwadai, some of them even coming up to him to thank him for something although the students of A Certain High School had no idea what he had done.
Kamijou thanked them in return and eventually all the students went back to their posts that they had to clean, Kamijou partly glad that he had been told to only clean the Dorm with only the window left.
Still although he had that one task left, Kamijou had one thing to check out.
Shokuhou Misaki was the first to come to the hallway out of all the girls in their room. And the one thing that she noticed was the open passageway at the end of the hall, a passageway that had not been there before.
She walked towards it and opened it further, seeing a ladder at the end of passageway. It led up into the roof and Shokuhou frowned. Who had built such a dodgy place? She climbed the ladder and stuck her head out of the roof, looking out at the expanse below Tokiwadai.
People passed below and the masses of District 7 seemed to be available to only her and she looked down at them. The sunlight shone down from the air onto the side of her face and a faint breeze rustled her hair. The sounds of the masses filled her ears and the scent of the breeze was one of flowers, not of pollution that she had imagined filled the airs of the higher levels of Academy City.
"Hmm?" a voice interrupted her thoughts. She looked ahead of her and noticed a boy sitting there with black, spiky hair.
"Kamijou-kun?" she asked as she stepped out from the roof. The tiles seemed to be painted on for this spot, concealing a latch that opened outwards.
"Ah. Shokuhou. You found it too." He said. He was sitting near to where the latch opened up, legs dangling on the slope , his hands clutching the tip of the roof just in case.
She approached him and did the same, both of them watching the scenery below them. Silently she reached for her remote and held it to her side. This time there would be no interruptions. She was sitting on his left side so that right hand would have no effect.
Misaka Mikoto would not interrupt. It was the perfect opportunity. She slowly reached out with a gloved hand and-
"How are you?" he asked. Shokuhou stopped and looked at his face. What was he talking about?
"Back at School Garden, you seemed seriously scared. I've seen it when someone with so much power was powerless." Indeed he had, not only when Misaka Mikoto couldn't save the Sisters but also in Russia with Accelerator. "How do you feel?"
"Feel?" asked Shokuhou. She looked up at the sky, the clouds moving slowly. She hadn't considered her feelings in that moment, passing them off as unnecessary but now that the boy said it, it did bother her. She had felt so alone with no-one to come and save her. When she had felt relieved when she had seen that boy approaching, seeing that boy protecting her.
"Why did you save me?" she asked. "I'm a stranger to be honest. We had only shared a room for a day. So why do so?"
Kamijou looked at her and responded so easily it was as if he always responded when asked such a question.
"Do I need a reason?"
Shokuhou Misaki stopped. His words were so straight forward and blunt that she stopped. She didn't answer as Kamijou just looked at her with a straight expression. Was…that his foundation? The foundation that he built himself on? She couldn't understand it. Why would he go out and protect others? Why would a Level 5 like her be protected by this one boy? She didn't understand.
She smiled and reached touching Kamijou's hand. Yet there was no beeping sound. She merely gave it a pat and looked Kamijou in the eye.
"Well then I suppose it would be rude of me not to thank you. Thank you, Kamijou-kun." She stood up and walked over to the latch, lifting it up and going down the ladder leaving a confused Kamijou in her wake.
Shokuhou Misaki couldn't understand the mind-set of that one boy. She tried hard to decipher each and every mind that she came across and as such no secrets were hidden from her. Yet-
Misaka Mikoto watched as she saw Shokuhou Misaki descend from the ladder.
"Where were y-"she began, to ask and then noticed the remote in her hand and the smile on her face. Sparks flew off her bangs despite the Dorm rules to not use powers.
"What did you do to him?" asked Mikoto. Her voice was dark and Shokuhou wondered if this was the true power that she had been holding within her this entire time.
Shokuhou pocketed the remote. "Absolutely nothing."
"And you expect me to believe that?!" Her voice was raised and Shokuhou's gaze darkened. It was unlikely that she would attack however the possibility was there. If she were to, Shokuhou doubted that-
"Misaka?" A voice came from behind her. Mikoto recognised the voice and immediately dashed to the source of the voice, reaching for the boy's collar as he stepped out of the passageway, not listening to his shouts as she reached and opened his eyelids, similar to what an optometrist might do with special tools. However that Railgun used her hands.
"OI oi oi oi! P-Please don't hurt me! It's not my fault that I saw your Gekota plushie that you tried to hide!" Kamijou let out that cry but stopped as he realised that Mikoto sighed and let go of him.
"You were telling the truth." Mikoto turned and spoke to Shokuhou. "Why?"
Shokuhou put a finger to her chin and posed in a cute way. "There are some mysteries that people decide to solve on their own, without taking the easy way out." Shokuhou moved towards the window and motioned to it. "Should we perhaps get this window up?"
Mikoto didn't respond but realised something as she saw the figures of Index and Otohime come around the corner.
"What do you mean you saw my Gekota plushie!?" she demanded.
Kamijou's face paled. "What!? You didn't know! Hahahaha. This Kamijou-san was actually lying so-wait. Please stop BiriBiri-ing! I'm pretty sure that powers are forbidden in the halls! Wah! Such misfortune!"
Kamijou Touma let out that cry and Shokuhou Misaki looked on in amusement at the scene unfolding in front of her.
Kamijou Touma had said that he didn't need a reason and she didn't understand that.
However she didn't think that peeking into his mind would be the answer.
What made up a person? Although Shokuhou Misaki realised that she would instantly answer 'the head' there was one thing that made her change her mind.
The boy's answer had not come from the head.
It came from the heart.
Maybe there was something more towards her ability than she thought but only in regards to that one boy.
Kamijou Touma.
"I'm quite interested in you, Kamijou Touma," Said Shokuhou Misaki, The Mental Out as she watched the boy flail on the ground attacked on all sides by esper and Index alike due to that biting attack while Tatsugami Otohime viewed from the side.
[1] If you don't know who said this I think that you need to get out more. It was Shakespeare in his play 'As You Like It' according to Wikipedia.
And that's then end! What with the ending appearing on a location in Tokiwadai myself I felt that the locations inside of the school did not fit the scene that I had in my head, the scene of Kamijou appearing to be a person beyond Misaki's expectations. And what about the ending? What did you think of it?
However that's just my view. So what did you think? I know, I know, you guys don't really want to read the end and beginning comments however if you feel that I should keep them up, just tell me the word. Although I probably will keep on doing them…..
Ultimately though this is me telling you a story. And what kind you think of the sheer numbers of MINUS? And LV-Drop? I feel that it was an anti-esper technique that might be used in the future and perhaps even explained. Although even I haven't figured out how that happens….Basically though the higher the Level, the prolonged the effects.
With PokeRescue18 keeping up with me, I hope that you guys enjoyed this last chapter and look forward to the next one! And seriously, happy birthday! I hope that you enjoy it and have many more ahead of you! As a certain unknown Level 0 said in Volume 1, "you just have to get even better memories next year!" Even though the situation was different...Anyway, happy birthday once again from me, Mr Question Mark! And while we wait eagerly for that novel!
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