Author's Note: Let's continue where we left off.
Next chapter is going to probably be the last of this chase before we go into a new arc with the beginning of the real plot, which means our prologue is finally coming to an end, yippee! I hope you all will look forward to what is instore, because now, things will start to get deep when we delve into Chapter 8.
Arc II - Chp. 7 ; 29 - ...
"Bind, Tonbokiri!"
Futayo Honda had unleashed the power of her prototype Deadly Sin Armament, and Makiko gasped as she felt her footing onto the scaffold vanish. She fell and the one running at the head of the group, Neshinbara, noticed it merely vanish. He tried skidding to a stop, but with a yelled, he fell off the ledge and glided to Makiko.
"Oh crap!" he said, the wind rushing through his hair.
Makiko and Neshinbara crashed as the others came around. Toori glanced down with the others. Tsukasa scratched his head in wonder. "I question, how did that boy get to the front so quickly?"
"He was practically rushing, my man." Toori said with a smile, then patted his back once. Tsukasa lightly half lidded his eyes toward the chancellor, and with a dull tone...
"I hope you washed your hands if you put them somewhere... otherwise, I'll-"
"Don't worry, don't worry! All is good, I am clean, alright! If there is one thing we stress on Musashi is very high levels of hygiene."
"Well, I know that..." Tsukasa replied, then cast his glance down. Hituro, Kazu, and Persona approached from a far, with Hituro being the only one panting, as he placed his hands on his knees.
"Damn... That was a long run... So..." with an exhausted look, Hituro cast a look at Ichijou. "Is it over?"
Suzu, who sat on Persona's shoulder, put a delicate hand to her lips. "Um, Hii... are you okay? If you are tired, I'm sure Persona will gladly carry you... with how short and small you are."
Hituro, the one in question, let his head fall. "Come on... I'm not that short..."
Toori smiled as he planted a hand into his hair. "You are just as tall as Azuma, Shorty... Be proud!"
"I don't want to hear that from you..." Hituro whined, letting his head fall even more.
Down below onto the ground, Neshinbara lied on the ground as Makiko on top of him, most of her body positioned between his spread legs. She lifted her head from his shirt as he groaned and sat up enough to see her.
"Oh... what a gorgeous face..." he winced.
"Uh..." Makiko was puzzled, how did this happen.
"This would be perfect moment..." groaned Neshinbara. "But... my testicles broke your fall... Please get off..."
Makiko, with sleepy eyes, got up off of him as he reached for his groan to concole his "injury". He released a painful and nearly silent groan as Makiko side stepped him and continued on running. Kazu far above, let his head slant back with a long disappointed flat frown on his face.
"He didn't even hit her... Just how pathe-"
"Toussaint is not pathetic!" Hituro yelled, instantly raising his head and putting two fisticuffs to his chest.
"Wow, you sure were quick to defend him..." Malga noticed. She then smiled a naughty smile. "Could it be you swing that way, Hituro?"
"What?" Hituro raised an annoyed eyebrow. "Are you kidding?" Hituro then calmly crossed his arms and looked slightly the other way in annoyance. "I just consider Neshinbara a very close friend and I don't want to hear anyone talking down about him or anything like that, that's all... besides..." Hituro slightly cast his eyes Neito's direction, then shook his head. "Anyway, why is it that when someone hops to somebody else's defense, there is always some stupid speculation that they like that person? I don't get it."
"I was just asking..." Malga said, looking forward. "Would've been interesting."
"Ha, to you! I find it absolutely disgusting, now girl on gi-"
"Whoa, okay!" Tomo yelled, suddenly jumping in. "Let's not go there... Come on, we have a job we need to do, see, Makiko's back up and getting away." Tomo pointed towards her.
Hituro plainly blinked, then his eyes became dull. "I'll never understand..." And in an instant, they were all after her again.
Masazumi reached into the middle of the hoard of students. "We still have not landed a hit on her..." Masazumi pointed out. "It's been about an hour and all we've done is run at her."
Margot came down on her broom near the vice-president, with Malga in tow. "Yeah, but Ga'chan's sleepy potion has greatly affected her performance."
Tenzou, who was running next to Masazumi, nodded. "She's right. Malga's potion has made her unstable and she gets worser with every passing second."
"Then let's not hold back." Kiyonari suggested. Toori, as well as Tomo, Neito, Horizon, and Kimi gave a nod. Tsukasa glanced at them all, blinking, then shook his head.
This guy has some sort of game going on, and I bet he's blissfully unaware...
Far back, Neshinbara slowly picked himself up. "Well, that was smooth..." He rubbed his head and glanced up to the roof where the scaffold was. He blinked as Futayo showed her head far above, being overshadowed by the sun high in the sky.
"Hey, are you okay down there?"
Neshinbara stood up one leg at a time, and looked into the sky. "Yeah..." he said in a low tone. "I'm just fine..."
Futayo jumped down and landed gracefully infront of him. "Are you fine, is what I mean... Are you starting to feel better?"
"What exactly are you talking about..."
"Well, you've been really down recently... So, I was curious."
Neshinbara's eyes narrowed, then he turned around. "Come on, we have work we need to do..."
"But, Neshinbar-"
"Enough, alright?.. Just please... don't press anymore." Neshinbara walked on up ahead. "We are far behind, and it is going to take time to catch up..."
Futayo glanced to his cursed hand, then to him, then back to his hand. "It hurts, doesn't it?"
Neshinbara shook his head. "Forget about it..." Futayo shook her head, then sprinted.
"Alright, but you are coming with me." Futayo came fast and swiped the boy under her arm.
"Hey, what the hell!?"
"Wow, you are lighter than I thought." Futayo said, as she made a great jump back onto the roof.
"This is not right!"
"Oh, shut up..." Futayo carried Neshinbara, quickly gaining speed to get to the others.
Up on the deck of the ship, Sakai couldn't help but laugh. "Ahahahahaa..." He calmly wiped his eye with his index finger. "They had her and she got away. That boy had her in the perfect position to..." he put his arms up and squirmed them irregularly in an erotic fashion to illustrate his next few words, "do some fun stuff, huh, "Musashi"? Huh?" Sakai resumed laughing as "Musashi" stood still with a straight expression.
"What exactly do you mean, Principal Sakai?.."
Sakai's laughter continued for a few measly seconds before dying down to a stop, then he sighed visably. "Nevermind..."
On the rooves of the Musashino vessel, Makiko sprinted fast, her body beginning to reach her limit due to Malga's sedative. She wiped her head and quickly messaged her eyes. She felt so tired, but she had to continue and not allow them to score a hit on her. She glanced behind her to see Futayo, who had Neshinbara and released him, join the rest of the group, with Masazumi leading. Makiko could hear rapid breathing, was she panting? Makiko shook her head and continued forward.
"Makiko!" Toori called out. "Let me grope your boobies again!"
"Eeep!" Makiko began to run faster!
"Great..." Tsukasa said, glancing at Toori. "Move aside." With a shove, Tsukasa shouldered the chancellor back a bit, which earned a glare from Neito as he took out his pistol.
"Hey, don't treat my King that way!"
"Shut up and let me concentrate, you had your turn, now..." Tsukasa squinted. "I go." He pulled the trigger, and a loud bang was sounded.
Makiko's attention was caught by the new stream, and she turned her head to see a blue ether bullet wisk by her. She yelled as she narrowly dodged it. "Who-" Again, more loud cracks hit the air, and Makiko moved to the side to dodge more bullets. She turned her head again to see that it was one of the new boys shooting at her. "Pistols!"
Makiko took out her sword and turned around, running backwards as Tsukasa continued to take aim.
"Alright, enough games!" Tsukasa yelled. "It is time we end this!" He pulled out his second one and aimed both at her. Without a warning, he began pulling the triggers, alternating his firing between the pistols. Up, side, down, left, head, Makiko straineiously blocked every shot, and had to dodge the few that couldn't be swiped away.
This boy's marksman ship is incredible, almost on par with Asama's! But unlike her, he can release a new projectile almost instantly while Asama has to spend time to prepare another arrow. I'll need to watch him. Makiko put her sword away as more bullets flew quickly by her with a whistle. She turned around and leaped back towards the edge of the ship, darting the other direction, back towards to the wind farm.
"Hey, she turned around!" Masazumi yelled. The edge of the Musashino was too far a jump to make from their position at the moment. They continued ahead while Makiko ran past them on the parallel path.
Makiko looked behind her to see most of her class moving ahead. She smiled in relief and kep running towards the fields, then she stumbled, but quickly caught herself. If she couldn't create some distance between them, then she'd be in trouble.
