A Certain Infinite Possibility

by Darkbetrayer

An ancient organization has emerged from hiding in order to bring the world into darkness. Will Touma be able to stop them or will his actions make everything worse. Will Touma finally develop the harem he deserves? Magic and Science will collide in ways no one thought possible. Touma X Harem (Maybe, he is really dense.)

83. S4 Web of Deceit

A million words wow. I wouldn't have noticed if a couple people didn't point it out. This is no longer a story, it's a novel. Plus, people are still reading this, for some reason. No idea why. I've been distracted playing the new Gears of War game so this chapter took a little longer to finish. Great game, but the ending…. ARG! I can't spoil anything for any gamers who read this. Time management skills are important to keep real life balanced with fun things. The good news is the book from last chapter sold out and is now listed in the top ten worldwide best sellers. Glad that disclaimer was there, as it didn't work for everyone. Anyways, let's move to the comments before anyone thinks of suing.

Brosephg: You sure know about lemonade. Lemons, sweetness, and watery plot makes the perfect summer beverage. They are obviously the best couple. It's a shame they never meet in the actual novels. Hmm, now I kind of want him to have a harem to spite you for fun. I'll have to see what happens in the story, because everything is happening so fast.

Whwsms: We all know the queen knows Touma is going to meet her daughter. She definitely wants them to give her grandchildren. Naturally, Adam has to be taken care off, but if they win, obviously a celebration. Birdway and puberty, that would be great. Yuna is a very interesting character for me, because she was never supposed to exist. At one point I thought, hey I need a girl here at Tokiwadai and I made it easier to write by giving her a name. She somehow became a reoccurring character.

GameCguru: That is an interesting observation and as soon as you mentioned it, my friends and I noticed that too. I already had him compared to a saint once, but maybe there is something to be said about your comment. Imouto has to bring that up in public, with lots of people, in front of Mikoto.

wildarms13: That raffle will be for students only. They need their ID to participate to make sure they are who they claim to be. Kuroko wouldn't even participate, but she would watch Mikoto buy way to many haha.

Driugenesis: You know, that was a pretty short and simple comment, but it really resonates with me. After 80+ chapters and almost a million words, the fact that this story still captures your attention means a lot.

Hilem: You forgot to mention Accelerator likes girls who don't cower in front of him. If they can act normal after seeing his power, he's more likely to allow them to get closer.

naruhinasakufan1: Touma should know better to fall asleep around a bunch of sadistic ladies. Lessar won't let it slide for sure. Carissa won't mention it unless she has something to gain from telling others. As for your skit, I can't confirm or deny if I laughed.

Syko-Soldier963: Birdway has enough ego to make an island.

Salishious: Kuroko needs to see what a drunk Mikoto looks like. Nosebleeds galore. That video is going to cause so many problems. About Jason, he's taller than Honey-senpai (Don't ask why I know about it), but I'm going to tell you he is that height to keep that image in your head. HAHAHA. Shizuri is going to have the biggest roll ever in Touma's (mis)fortune later. It is all planned out. Soon, everyone will want a Touma nickname is Imouto and Mikoto get one. Eve, Eve is going to make the third one. She will kidnap Touma and add him to HER harem.

Anon Guest: You know the secrets of the "How to Rope a Kamijou." Which side is Team Plot and which side is Team Justice though? It's only a matter of time until the girls back in the city learn of Touma's adventures.

RPGPersona: I planned to bring Carissa back for ages, but I don't force it. Everything happens naturally. The Australian adventure is going to be a lot of fighting once the ball gets rolling and that is not counting what is happening in Academy City. The raffle is going to be amazing. Not to hype it up, but I think it's going to be one of the funniest moments.

Agent Nine: It's always the little things that are the funniest. Royalty is complicated because everyone scrutinizes everything they do. They have to be careful how they are perceived because it affects their citizens.

Chen: I have no idea what's happening anymore. I sit down at my computer for an hour and words appear.

Generation Zero: Interesting. You have discovered knowledge the world is not ready for yet. I mentioned to one person Othinus would one day appear, but that day is not this day. Othinus could own Jason without issue. He's not that OP.

FrodoFighter: Remember, there is a disclaimer. Touma should realize by now, don't go to sleep when a bunch of girls are around. You wake up in dangerous situations. Technically, Touma feeds a bunch of poor freeloaders a lot, soooo… If the storm is magical, sure. There's a lot of similarities if you think about it. I want to say he wakes up in a guy's lap because no one will expect it.

Jujudude: I did see your story, but haven't had a lot of time to catch up on my reading. I'll take a look when I get a chance. Glad I could inspire you. I noticed you commented a couple hours ago, so here's another chapter to fuel your addiction. I am an enabler.

I thought people would like Carissa but almost no one even mentioned her. Guess it's time to go back to Academy City and see what the others are up to.

Disclaimer: Random people do not own Toaru Majutsu no Index or any of the characters. Reading this story may cause you to burst out in laughter or start yelling at fictional characters. This may cause nearby people to assume you have gone crazy. Please read responsibly. Magic Gods own all so they can do what they want.

---

"I really don't know what I'm supposed to do," Kazari confessed depressed to Jason. "It's supposed to be a secret, but I feel like I need to tell Misaka-san and Shirai-san. They are her friends."

Kazari and Jason were walking slowly in the direction of the building Kazari's meeting with Noukan Kihara was supposed to take place. They were holding hands, but Kazari's grip was so tight, it wouldn't be surprising if Jason was beginning to lose feeling in his fingers. Jason wasn't happy with the meeting, for reasons unknown to Kazari, but she had been too distracted with her friend suddenly leaving the city without any warning last night. If it wasn't for Ruiko finally calling her, she would have contacted Anti-Skill. Even after her short conversation with Ruiko, a lot of questions needed to be answered but, since it sounded like it was dealing with the magic side, they could hardly talk about it over the phone. She had been up most of the night worrying and there were bags under her eyes.

"Take a deep breath," Jason told her and squeezed her hand slightly. "I know you're scared, but panicking won't help." Kazari stopped and did what he suggested, but didn't look any better.

"Saten-san wouldn't have disappeared with Kamijou-san without reason," Kazari told him, her hand started to shake. "I know this is asking a lot, but do you think you could talk to someone in the city to see how they are doing?" She looked up into his face, slightly hopeful. Jason usually knows what's going on, I'm sure he can think of something.

"I don't think it would be that easy," Jason admitted. "Academy City has a lot of surveillance inside the city, but limited views outside the city. There are a couple satellites, but I definitely don't have access to those." He looked at Kazari and she appeared to be lost in thought. "Don't think about that," he said quickly, noticing a gleam in her eye. "You don't know where they went and this is more than just bending a few rules." She looked at him slightly guiltily. "Why don't you start at the beginning and tell me everything you know in order. I've been trying to follow, but you have been jumping around and I might have missed something."

"Okay," Kazari said with a nod. He's right. He can't help unless he knows everything. "Here is what happened in order starting from yesterday evening. Misaka-san, Shirai-san, Saten-san and I met Bridway-san. We talked for a while and then left to go our separate ways. Saten-san wanted to catch a sale of canned mackerel before heading back to the dorms. Misaka-san went with her because she wanted to talk with her about something. I didn't think anything was going to happen and I headed back to our room. I then called you and told you about the offer to work for the city. I started working on homework until I realized it was getting late and Saten-san was still not back." Her eyes started watering and she wiped them with her free hand. "I called and called and left countless messages, but she wasn't responding. I was so afraid she got kidnapped or something." She paused for a moment to compose herself.

"She finally called back," Kazari continued. "She told me she would explain everything when she got back, but then she started being cryptic." She frowned and tried to remember Ruiko's exact words. "She said she ran into friends and got sidetracked, really far. She met 'him' and they went together. Also, if she didn't make it to school tomorrow, she asked me to cover for her. I told the teachers she wasn't feeling well today and I think they bought it. The last part was they ran into friends on the other side. She had to have met Kamijou-san and people from the magic side right?" She lowered her voice, so no one else would hear.

"That's what it sounds like," Jason agreed and he frowned as he thought about it. I didn't get any notice of unknown magical activities, so it looks like Adam finally did something.

"What do you think happened?" Kazari asked, as she pulled on his arm. "They wouldn't have gone off like that without contacting us if there wasn't a reason."

"If Touma is involved," Jason said slowly. "There's really only one possible reason. The magic side needs his hand. The question is what they need it for. I can only think of one person at the time they might need him for, since Eve is here in Academy City."

"Adam," whispered Kazari in horror. "Oh no." Her face grew pale and her body started shaking. Saten-san, what have you gotten yourself into? She was also worried about Touma, but she knew there was something about him that allowed him to face powerful foes and come out okay. The level 5s she knew respected him. He's only a level 0 because the city can't detect his hand. Saten-san reached level 2, but people like Eve and Adam are in an entirely different league. Why did Kamijou-san let her go with him? She looked at the ground, her thoughts turning to all the possible things that could happen to her friend. She felt Jason let go of her hand and then put his arm around her shoulders. He pulled her close and she leaned up against his side.

"Listen," Jason told her softly, as he looked her directly in the eyes. "Stop thinking the worst is going to happen. I know Touma, and he will make sure nothing is going to happen to her or anyone else. Plus, Saten-san has a way of getting herself in trouble, but she always gets out."

"That's true," Kazari admitted with a very slight chuckle. "I bet she saw him leaving and followed him. I wish she would think about the consequences before she acts."

"But that wouldn't be the Saten-san we know."

"True." Kazari couldn't prevent giggling for a brief moment. She was quiet as she leaned up against him and enjoyed the moment. Kazari remembered one time asking Ruiko what she liked about Touma. Ruiko's answer surprised her. Part of Ruiko's explanation she expected, Touma being strong, helpful, friendly, and never tried to show off, but the last reason was what got her. Ruiko had told Kazari she felt a sense of safety and peace around him. She liked being with him, regardless of what they did. I know how she feels, Kazari thought to herself, as she enjoyed Jason's arm around her. I'm sure that's why she followed him. "Do you really think they will be okay?" she asked him.

"Touma's there," Jason pointed out. "They will be fine. He's saved me twice, no three times," he amended himself after counting on his fingers, "before and I'm pretty strong."

"I know you are," Kazari muttered, as she turned red. "I trust you, so I'm going to believe in our friends." She leaned up and kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks for letting me vent."

"Anything you need," Jason replied, a smile on his face. "Heh, I still remember when you would almost faint with public displays of affection."

"I was new to the whole dating thing," Kazari protested and her face grew red. "It's not fair to bring that up." Jason laughed and she poked him in the side, but kept a firm grip on his arm. She was enjoying this too much because she had been also feeling lonely with Ruiko gone. She didn't even mind the random glances from other people at them, but she still avoided eye contact. Their remaining walk was too short for her liking and they stopped across the street from a large skyscraper. "Is this it?" she asked and looked up in awe.

"This is the address you told me," Jason replied. "And I know he uses this building for meetings."

"You sound like you know him," Kazari commented. Jason didn't immediately reply and she grew suspicious. Jason was about to cross the street, but she refused to budge.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"You've been distracted ever since I told you I was offered a job working for the city," Kazari pointed out. "You have been trying to appear happy for me, but I heard your tone change last night when I told you who I was going to be working for. Even now, I can tell you are hiding something."

"I am happy for you," Jason protested. "I know how skilled you are and I'm glad the city finally recognizes that. They aren't always kind to lower levels."

"Then why do you seem distracted?" Kazari asked.

"I was thinking about Touma and Saten-san's dilemma…"

"That's not what's bothering you," Kazari interrupted. "I didn't tell you about them last night. That's when this started." She glared at him and then her gaze softened. "Jason, we have been together for a while and I can tell when something is bothering you, even if you try to hide it. I'm not going to go until you tell me. Is it about Kihara-san who's going to be my supervisor?" She could tell Jason was conflicted, when he sighed and rubbed the side of his face.

"You know me too well," Jason answered and Kazari patted his arm, a feeling of triumph weld up from within her. "I do know him, he's… technically my direct supervisor, but I usually go through someone else."

"Have you met him?" Kazari asked. "Birdway-san made it sound like he was a really important person."

"Once or twice," Jason admitted. "He usually uses proxies or calls by phone. He's responsible for a lot of Academy City's research. You could even say he runs a good portion of the city."

"Why are you worried about my meeting with him?" Kazari asked. "Do you think it's not going to be him and just someone working under him?"

"That is a possibility," Jason said. "It would be rare for him to show himself openly when people know who he is. Due to his… unusual appearance… he can go a lot of places unnoticed."

"You still haven't explained why you don't want me to meet with him," Kazari pointed out. "You're avoiding the question." She squeezed his arm leaned up against him. Looking up at him, Kazari stuck out her lip slightly and put on a depressed expression.

"Okay, okay," Jason said quickly and diverted his gaze to avoid looking at her face. "I'll tell you."

I don't like manipulating him like that, Kazari thought guiltily. But Shokuhou-san was right about outwardly displaying sadness to get him to admit his troubles. She still felt slightly triumphant because Jason would tease her once in a while and she didn't come across a lot of chances to tease him back.

"A lot of higher ups in the city work for their own gain," Jason explained, as he sat down on a bench. Kazari sat down next to him and listened attentively. "Everything they invent, everything they research, it's for them to gain glory, fame, and money. It's not to help other. Not everyone is like this of course, but a lot are. They do many questionable experiments that just toe the line of what is considered ethical. They are also willing to use other people as stepping stones for their own advancement."

"You think he is like that?" Kazari asked. She didn't like the way Jason was explaining how the city ran. Kazari always wanted to believe the best of people, but she knew there would always be people with less noble goals in a large environment like Academy City. I already knew there have been researchers who have been arrested for unethical experiments.

"He's already at the top and likes to remain in the background," Jason continued. "More room to stretch out his legs. Though, he's one of the most well connected individuals in the city and has introduced me to a lot of people. I'm not trying to turn you against him, just put you on your guard. I'm only worried he might try using you for your skills…" His voice trailed off.

"Technically the city already uses us," Kazari reminded him. "All of us agreed to be part of the experiment in designing abilities."

"I know," Jason agreed. "But if you start doing anything you find strange or unnerving, please let me know."

"I promise," Kazari replied and put her hand on top of his. Having someone worried so much about her filled her with happiness. I thought they only wanted me to help design the security software. I suppose if I do a good job, I could get ask to do more. I'm so nervous to know if Kihara-san is actually going to be there. She looked at the time and stood up. "We need to go inside," she announced. "There are only a few minutes until the meeting and I shouldn't be late."

"Okay," Jason said and stood up next to her. "Let's go in." They crossed the street and entered the building. Kazari slowed and glanced around at the luxurious carpets, chandeliers, and furniture, but Jason guided her up to the front desk, where a bored security guard sat, looking at a computer and turning a page of a report. "Tell him your name and time of meeting," Jason whispered. "And pass over your student ID."

"My name is Kazari Uiharu," Kazari told the guard, and then she passed over her student ID. "I have an appointment at five."

"Okay," the guard mumbled and took her idea. He compared the picture on it to her and then started to type into the computer. "Who are you meeting… oh, I see. Twenty third floor. You can take the elevator over there. Once you step out, turn left and go through the double doors." He handed Kazari her ID back. "Good luck." When she turned toward the elevator, he rolled his eyes at Jason, who only shrugged. Kazari and Jason took the elevator up in silence. They got off, turned left, and passed through an ornate set of double doors. They arrived in another waiting room, this one much smaller than the lobby waiting area.. There was a female secretary, in her mid-thirties with brown hair in a bun, behind a desk.. She looked up when they entered.

"Hello," she said kindly. "Are you Kazari Uiharu?" Kazari nodded. "Please have a seat you two, they will be right with you shortly."

They? Kazari mouthed silently to Jason, who shrugged. He didn't have any idea who was going to be there. Both of them sat down and Kazari looked around the room. There was a TV in the corner, turned on to a news station, and another ten empty chairs. A small table with magazines was directly in front of them. They didn't have to wait long when the door next to the secretary opened and a woman stepped out.

"Ah Uiharu-san," she said, smiling broadly. "I'm glad you found the place okay." She was a young woman, who was wearing a ready-made cheap suit, making her look like she was going to a job interview, with a white lab coat over it. It was hard to judge her age, but Kazari guessed she was in her mid to upper twenties. She seemed friendly, but also direct and business-like. She walked over to Kazari and Jason. "Hello," she said and held out her hand. Kazari quickly stood up and shook it. "My name is Yuiitsu Kihara. I'm here to escort you."

"Umm," Kazari murmured and gave Jason a quick glance. "Can he come with me, for support?"

"I'm sorry," Yuiitsu told her. "For security reasons, only you have been cleared. Noukan-sensei is a very important individual, so all background checks have to be finished long before you can have a meeting." She paused. "Now if you would go with me through those doors I just came from, I will take you to meet him."

"Okay," Kazari said nervously and walked past her. She gave one last look back at Jason, who gave her a reassuring nod. When she turned and faced forward again, she missed the mocking grin Yuiitsu gave Jason, which caused him to narrow his eyes and scowl. Yuiitsu and Kazari left through the doors and Jason dropped his calm and cool demeanor. A dark, murderous, aura radiated from him and he crossed his arms, while he leaned back in his chair. His aura was so strong, the secretary felt it and she was quickly covered in cold sweat. She purposely avoided eye contact, but eventually retreated into the back to avoid being glared at.

Meanwhile, Kazari was walking nervously next to Yuiitsu. She didn't know anything about the woman and was too nervous to ask. Yuiitsu must have noticed this, because she was the one to initiate conversation. "You don't have to be so nervous," she laughed. "Sensei is very easy to talk to. The reason we have all these security precautions is because he is a very important person in the city. If everyone who wanted to talk to him could, he would never be able to leave the office and run all the research divisions. Plus, there are always people who are jealous of his research, so security must be taken into account."

"You said you ran a background check on me," Kazari pointed out.

"Normal routine," Yuiitsu said dismissively. "Your friend knows he needs to make an appointment if he wants to meet with sensei."

"He's my boyfriend," Kazari muttered and turned red.

"Interesting," Yuiitsu commented and her eyes twinkled. Kazari had no idea the value of that piece of information was for Yuiitsu. "He seems like a nice young man to come all this way to support you."

"He is," Kazari agreed. "Oh Kihara-san…"

"Yuiitsu-san is fine."

"Okay Yuiitsu-san," Kazari continued. "Are you related to Noukan Kihara since you both have the same last name and work here?"

"Oh, no, no," Yuiitsu laughed and shook her head. "Kihara is a VERY common name in this city and most of us are not related. I'm usually a negotiator between sensei and various departments when a complication, issue, or complaint arises." She stopped in front of a door. "Before we enter, I just want to let you know something first. Sensei is rather unique, not only in intelligence, but appearance too. Try not to be alarmed." Kazari was confused at her meaning and simply remained silent as Yuiitsu ushered her in. The room was longer than it was wide, with one main table surrounded be chairs. At first it looked like the room was empty, but Kazari noticed a single figure at the end of the table.

A golden retriever was sitting on one of the chairs and looked at them intently.

"Where is Kihara-san?" Kazari asked Yuiitsu. There was no one else in the room, but there was a door on the far side of the room behind the dog. "Are we early?" That dog looks familiar. Oh! Those robotic arms… it's the dog at the lab I hacked into. Could it be…" "Is that his dog?" she asked. If it was at a top secret lab, maybe he uses it to monitor the lab from a distance. To her surprise, Yuiitsu started laughing. Before Kazari could ask what was funny, a deep male voice, sounding like a man in his prime, answered.

"Good evening Kazari Uiharu. I am Noukan Kihara and it is a pleasure to meet you face to face at last."

Kazari jumped a foot in the air. The voice didn't come from a man entering the room, but from the dog at the far end of the table. "What?" she gasped. "How?"

"I told you he was rather unique," Yuiitsu reminded her. Kazari took a couple deep breaths before Noukan continued.

"Your confusion is expected," Noukan told her calmly and turned to Yuiitsu. "Perhaps you could bring us some tea while we talk."

"Yes sensei." Yuiitsu left through the back door and Kazari took a seat across the table form Noukan. She started trying to process what she was seeing.

"I can tell by your shocked expression you did not expect me to look like this," Noukan continued. "Over eighty years ago I was only a simple canine. A renowned scientist expanded my brain capacity and modified my DNA on a molecular level. These external attachments permit me to talk and allow me to overcome the biological restrictions of my body." One of the slender robotic arms attached to his backpack rose up into the air. "I hope you can look pass my appearance so we may move on to more important matters."

"I was surprised," Kazari admitted softly. "But I have actually seen a lot of things that seemed to test my imagination of what normal entails." She laughed slightly.

"You mean like the occult?"

His announcement was followed by a long silence.

He knows about magic? Kazari thought stunned. How? Nearly everyone she knew didn't believe in magic. The closest things were superstitions, which were prevalent around the city. Wait, Jason told me once his unit in Anti-Skill was designed to combat magicians, so that means the city must know about it. If this guy runs most of the advanced functions of Academy City, then it would be likely he knows about it. She wasn't sure what to say but, weirdly, she didn't seem to be tense around Noukan. He words and tone sounded like a gentleman's and were pleasant to her ears. She finally decided on confirming what he meant. "You know about magic?"

"Magic, occult, miracles," Noukan said. "Regardless of what term is used, they are all the same. Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic. What they call magic is only a science different from ours."

In some ways that is true, Kazari acknowledged. She didn't know a lot about magic, but she did know several magicians, including Jason. It was built of beliefs and traditions, which could be considered a science all of its own. A lot of her friends call it abilities developed outside of Academy City in public to avoid saying magic. Is this why he's meeting me directly? Because I know about magic and saw information in his top secret lab? What if he knows how much I saw about the research of Kamijou-san? She took a deep breath and tried to calm down. "You obviously know I know about it. I have to ask, how?"

"There is very little that goes on in the city without us knowing," Noukan told her. "After the attempted theft into our top secret security lab, your involvement forced us to do a thorough background check on you. Did you expect anything different?"

"I actually figured you would," Kazari admitted. "I did break the security of the facility. I was more surprised I didn't get in trouble."

"Your quick thinking slowed the intruder down enough for Anti-Skill to arrive," Noukan continued. "I was interested to see who was on the other side after that. Imagine my surprise when I found out your involvement with the occult. We already knew your friendship with Mikoto Misaka, aka the Railgun…"

"You know I'm friends with her?" Kazari asked in shock. How detailed of a background check did they perform?

"Each one of the level 5s is very important to the city," Noukan told her. "In order to ensure their protection, we have to be aware of who gets close to them. We never interfere unless something dangerous occurs." Kazari could not know how big of a lie that was. All she could get a glimpse of was what Noukan was telling her. His words were calm and soothing, which caused them to sound completely true. "But I digress. The reason I requested your presence was for your unique skill you possess that is far beyond a normal young lady your age." Kazari leaned forward, slightly apprehensive in learning what they wanted her to do, but before Noukan could continue, Yuiitsu returned with a tray.

"Here you go Uiharu-san," Yuiitsu said, putting a coaster and a cup of tea down in front of her.

"Thank you," Kazari told her and took a sip. Wow, this is high class tea. I could never afford it. This must be the kind Shirai-san and Misaka-san drink. She set the cup down and something caught her eye, which caused her to freeze. Yuiitsu set down a bowl in front of Noukan, rather than a cup or glass. Noukan's head turned to look at her. She replied by simply smiling and looking innocent. Is she treating him like a dog? I mean, he is a dog, but he's an intellectual too. Noukan didn't say anything, but one of his arms extended and picked up the bowl. He lapped at the tea for a moment before sitting it back down. Appearing satisfied, Yuiitsu moved over and leaned down next to Kazari.

"If things get too serious," Yuiitsu told her. "Scratch him behind the ears. His back leg will start kicking and he can't stop it. It's great to lighten the mood."

"I couldn't do that," Kazari replied stunned.

"Just a suggestion."

"You may stay to observe if you wish," Noukan told Yuiitsu. "But please remain silent so we do not waste unnecessary time."

"Yes sensei!" Noukan nodded at her and looked back at Kazari, as Yuiitsu sat down.

"Let's see, where were we?"

"You were about to explain what my job was going to entail," Kazari told him helpfully.

"Oh yes, but first I have to impart onto you the important of secrecy of what we are about to discuss. Our conversation here is not to be talk about lightly with others. This job will grant you access to a lot of Academy City's security systems and data. You may not purposely access any data or systems unrelated to your work. Should you decide to allow your eyes to wonder, Academy City will take swift disciplinary measures. Do you understand?"

"Yes," Kazari answered with a gulp. I already knew this. I went through this exact same thing when I worked on Judgement's system. There was a lot of personal information on each member. I definitely won't go snooping around.

"I would also appreciate it if you do not go around talking about my appearance," Noukan added. "Jason Kagere knows who I am and he promised not to tell anyone either. I could tell by your initial expression he managed to keep his promise and did not tell you."

"I promise."

"Excellent," Noukan replied mildly. "Then let us get down to business." A screen lowered from the ceiling on the wall behind him and the lights dimmed. Hundreds of line of code began to stream across it and Kazari's eyes started flying back and forth as she read it. "I was rather impressed by the way you bypassed our security system in the lab. Then, because you were unable to lock him out from your position, you choose a very unique way of blocking him. You were adding security layers rather than trying to cut off his direct access. This isn't something everyone can do." He paused. "Do you recognize the code behind me?"

"It's the security the facility had," Kazari answered immediately.

"I'm amazed you remembered it after only viewing it for a short time," Noukan remarked. "This code here is one of the more advanced electronic security defenses we have developed. Yet, you managed to breach it in mere minutes. Very impressive." Kazari tried not to show her embarrassment at his praise. "During your background check, we found out you had also improved the Judgement's electronic security in your sector. Improvement might even be an understatement. It's several times more advanced than this one." The screen shut off and disappeared back into the ceiling. "I found out you volunteered to improve not only Anti-Skill's security, but the city's too."

"It wasn't like I was trying to completely change the system," Kazari clarified. "I had noticed a serious flaw that could be exploited and allow outside access. However, my request was denied, but I had hoped they managed to fix it. It seemed like that security had the same flaw." She sipped her tea and tried not to sound like she was accusing anyone.

"I discovered that," Noukan confirmed. "That man who denied your involvement was demoted and removed from his position. Any weakness in our security needs to be investigated immediately. He still had a copy of your report and I was impressed at its detail. This led me to my decision and the reason I requested your presence. I would like you to join the city's cybersecurity division as my representative."

"EH!?" Kazari exclaimed in shock. "As a representative? Aren't you really high up in the city? This isn't something…."

"I know it is rather unusual for someone so young," Noukan acknowledged. "But hear me out. I am not one to ignore talent when I see it. There any many other talented individuals such as yourself working for this city. I do not believe age should be a barrier. As one of my representatives, you will report directly to me and have my authority to perform your job. Your main priority will be to correct flaws in our current system and then create a more advanced encryption code. You will not be part of the mechanics, only logistics and codification." He paused and stared at her stunned expression. "Do you have anything to ask?"

"Not right now," Kazari answered, but her voice came out in a whisper. Noukan's ears twitched slightly. "This is so sudden. I didn't expect it to be this big. I thought I might help occasionally after school with some encryption coding, but to design new systems? I wasn't considering that."

"You don't have to give me your answer immediately," Noukan said. "This is a lot to drop on you at once. This also will not interfere with your school work either. You will only be assigned to work occasionally after school and sometimes on weekends should the need arise. Schedules are usually planned out several weeks at a time."

"I'm sure I'm going to have thousands of questions if I agree," Kazari added. "When do you need my answer?"

"I can give you until the end of the week," Noukan told her. "Our cybersecurity is something we need to improve quickly. We get thousands of hackers trying to steal research data daily. If they discover a fatal flaw, there could be a lot of consequences from a data breach, including sensitive information on all the students. There are a lot of individuals out there who would use our technology and research for less noble causes." Kazari nodded and then a question popped to the front of her mind.

"Could you tell me about the people I would be working with?" Kazari asked nervously. If it's going to be a bunch of older men, I don't know if I would be comfortable in that environment.

"I think I know what you are thinking," Noukan told her. "I'm sure young Kagere has told you about the people he works with before." She nodded. "They will be some older than you, but you will be working with people of all ages. Each one of them is significantly skilled with programming. You should fit right in."

"Thank you," Kazari said and bowed her head slightly. "This is a lot to take in."

"Since this was just a short orientation," Noukan continued. "We did not expect an immediate answer. Please think it over and let us know when you come to a decision." He nodded over to Yuiitsu, who stood up.

"Here you go Uiharu-san," she said and passed over a small black cellphone, similar to what Jason used for most of his work phone calls. "This cellphone is more secure for work related business. My number is preset in there, so please use this one once you decide. If you agree to work for the city, we will start getting you set up."

"I will," Kazari promised and took the phone from her hand. "Is there anything else I should know?"

"No," Noukan answered. "You are free to go. I'm sure he is anxiously waiting for you."

"Heh," Kazari laughed slightly. "I… I want to thank you two for considering me for this position."

"You deserved it," Yuiitsu told her kindly. "As he said, your skills are what drew us to you."

"Well I'll be going then," Kazari said and stood up. She gave them a short bow, before heading back out through the way she originally entered the room from. Yuiitsu picked up Kazari's teacup and put it on a tray with Noukan's bowl. Yuiitsu waited another minute, to ensure Kazari was gone, before speaking to Noukan.

"I'm surprised at how much you told her. I was listening as I made the tea."

"She has already delved down into both sides, so telling her I knew did not make any difference to what she knew. Kagere either told her at some point or she worked it out herself, but it doesn't matter either way. In fact, it was more beneficial for me to be honest."

"Oh," Yuiitsu asked and raised an eyebrow. "That doesn't sound very Kihara-like to spill what you know."

"On the contrary," corrected Noukan. "I know a great many things, but she doesn't know that. I told her only enough for her to trust me. She now will believe she doesn't need to hide anything from us, which makes a very willing pawn. The art of manipulating people can be considered a science in itself."

"That sounds more Kihara-like!"

"Her willing cooperation gives us several advantages. One, it controls him. As much as he pretends she's only part of his cover, he has developed feelings, which between good and evil is rather bad, but I can't help but like it. Two, her skills are impressive. That was not a lie. She will be able to revolutionize our security network. It won't do much against electromasters, but the less attention we have to divert to others, the more energy we can focus on other tasks at hand. If her programming skills are up to par, there are other projects that could benefit from sending her to work on them."

"Project CITYSCAPE?"

"Precisely." Noukan jumped off the chair and landed on all fours. "The code I showed her was a test. She was able to read it as fast as the computer could generate the data. She would be able to act as the core encrypter during phase two. Assuming, of course, she is controllable. She saw the information on the Anti-AIM wavelength and tried to research it without using that exact terminology. I am planning to keep her under close surveillance until her curiosity is sated." Yuiitsu pulled out a box of cigars and held it out to him. One of his mechanical arms grasped it and Yuiitsu lit it.

"If we can get Project CITYSCAPE going, Academy City is going to change forever."

"Yes," Noukan agreed, as they walked out the opposite door Kazari had left through. "However, we have a couple things to take care of. Eve and Ricane need to be dealt with first."

---

"Mugino!" Saiai yelled, as she kicked the door to the hideout open. Shiage and Rikou followed her inside and Rikou shut the door behind them.

"What?" Shizuri asked irritated. She turned her eyes toward them. She had been relaxing on a couch and reading a fashion magazine in peace. Now, her alone time had been interrupted and it wasn't even time for a mission. "This had better be important."

"I received this from Kamijou's friend," Saiai told her and held up a DVD. "We ran into him and he handed it to me. He said it was super important you saw this before the information got out."

"Huh?" Shizuri raised an eyebrow. "Which one of his friend?"

"...Kagere," Rikou said slowly and their eyes met.

"Give it," Shizuri demanded and Saiai tossed the disc to her. She walked over to the TV and started to set it up. She had no idea what it was, but she figured it probably dealt with the transformation she experienced. I guess he didn't know where I was or how to contact me via phone. Speaking of which, does he even have my number? Eh, whatever. He could always get it from Kamijou if he needs to contact me. She was vaguely aware Saiai was still talking.

"Hamazura wanted to watch it without you first, but I was the bigger person…"

"Lies!" Shiage accused quickly. His life flashed before his eye at the thought of Shizuri believing he was going to view her private information without permission. "She wanted to watch and threatened to hit me if I didn't agree..." He rubbed his arm. "I still have the bruises."

"Crybaby!"

"Takitsubo was the one who convinced her to bring it to you immediately."

"…I figured there might be important information you desired," Rikou said calmly. "There was a chance you might even have requested it."

"I do not know what he sent me," Shizuri told them and she sat back down on the couch. "Did he say anything else I should know about, before I turn this on?"

"Nah," Saiai answered. She put her hands behind her head and looked depressed. "I haven't been able to contact Frenda. Do you think she should super see this too?"

"She's on a mission with Kamijou outside the city," Shizuri yawned. She sounded nonchalant, but Saiai and Shiage eye's widened. "They will be gone a couple of days." She better be ready with a full report or there is going to be hell to pay.

"Why?" Shiage asked. Nice. Normally, I wouldn't wish Frenda on anyone, but he has a way of keeping her in line.

"Finally," Saiai said excitedly. "She's actually making a move. This will be good for her to learn how to super interact with a guy."

"She interacts with me," Shiage pointed out.

"A real guy."

"Shut up you two," Shizuri snapped and turned the DVD on. She wasn't in the mood for them arguing right now. The others sat down around her. Saiai and Shiage sat on the couch and Rikou sat in a chair. What could be important enough for that guy to want me to see that he actually gave it to Kinuhata? She had expected it to be something important relating to her or the level 5 transformations, but she had never been so wrong in her life. Instead of seeing Jason, data, or even Kamijou, she saw an annoying blonde guy with sunglasses.

"Hey all, this is Motoharu Tsuchimikado. This documentary is being created for my good friend Pierce Aogami, since he was unable to be on this trip with us. We are in the middle of a party and something interesting happened. Someone poured alcohol in the drink bowl and now we have the perfect opportunity to examine how our friends act when wasted." Everyone stared wide-eyed at the movie as Motoharu made fun of Touma and then moved on to Accelerator.

"Haha!" Shiage laughed at Saiai. "Look how hard you are trying to get his attention and he's not even paying attention."

"Shut up!" she snarled and punched him. The force of his blow sent him flying off the couch and crashing into the floor. She was not only embarrassed, but pissed there were several girls around Accelerator.

What the fuck is this shit? Shizuri thought as she watched the documentary. There was a little bit involving Jason, but none of them cared about that. Saiai was focused on the parts with Accelerator and Shizuri didn't see the point of this, at least until near the end. A bunch of sluts were trying to get with Touma and she felt a vein throb in her head. She did, however, laugh loudly at Mikoto's drunken behavior. If I see her again, I need to make fun of her for this. When she entered the video wearing a gothic style outfit, she stopped. Alpha female? Heh, I guess I am. I showed those brats what real looks are. That compliment isn't going to save that bastard though. The documentary ended and she sat in silence, her arms crossed, aware the other three were watching her with fear in their eyes.

"Mugino?" Saiai asked cautiously, as she inched away from her.

"Do we run?" Shiage whispered to Rikou, who only shrugged. They were moving behind one of the chairs and slinking back toward the door.

"Takitsubo," Shizuri said calmly but sharply. She never took her eyes off the dark TV screen.

"Y-yes?" Rikou asked nervously. Her voice was shaking.

"Find him."

"Umm," Rikou said and her body trembled at what she needed to ask. "Do you mean the one who did the commentary, Kamijou, or…?"

"The one who gave you this!" Shizuri snapped.

"Found him," Rikou said after a minute of staring into the distance.

"What's the plan Mugino?" Saiai asked apprehensively.

"We are going to kill him first," Shizuri explained. "Then we are going to kill the guy who made this, and when Kamijou returns, we are going to beat the crap out of him too for good measure."

"Awesome," Saiai cheered and punched the air. Rikou wasn't going to argue with Shizuri when she saw the expression of rage on her face. Rikou knew people didn't get away unscathed after making fun of her, except for Accelerator. Shiage followed the girls, but he was depressed.

I can't do much for the first two, they dug their own graves. I can at least call Kamijou and let him know what happened when I get a chance. I owe him that much. He helped a lot with my relationship progress.

---

"Now I'm sure you are all wondering why I called you here," Eve announced, as she paced back and forth in front of four people on the roof of a skyscraper. She was wearing a silver dress which could have been considered conservative, if it wasn't so short a stray gust of wind would probably show everything. The four people in front of her did not look amused at her joke. It was early evening and school had been out for a little while, so it was odd Eve's group was operating so openly during the day. However, they knew her objective and anything she told them to do was designed to accomplish it.

"I can't believe you called those two," Juliet complained and stamped her foot down hard on the roof. She was wearing a purple tank top and low cut, form fitting jeans. She swept her long brown hair out of her eyes, yet the rose tucked behind her ear never moved. She could have easily been going to a dance club. "Cain and I could have handled everything."

"Calm yourself," Cain said. He yawned, but didn't even try to stifle it. He was wearing all black, including a hoody, which stood out as the sun beat down on them. The clouds in the distance indicated it was not going to stay sunny long and the forecast did say rain was imminent. "Lady Eve would not have summoned all four of us without a reason."

"It is unusual for you to call us when you have Cain available here," one of the newcomers added. This man was easily in his forties or fifties, but radiated an aura of strength far beyond someone his age. He was wearing black and red armor. A cuirass covered his chest, armor plates covered his upper arms, plates were tied around his waist which covered the thighs, and his hands were covered by gloves. His boots were armored too, but he wasn't wearing a helmet. His medium length black hair was tied in the back. His brown eyes held a gaze as tough as steel. On his belt were two swords, while a large naginatagla, a wooden pole with a curved single-edged blade on the end. It was like he was a perfect museum replica of a Japanese samurai from several centuries ago. The difference was his very being seemed to be forged from countless battles. "I'm guessing you finally gave up this sneaking around and have decided to wage full on war? Though," he looked around, "I don't see Caesar here."

"This mission only requires you four," Eve laughed. "Besides, he's busy helping Adam in Australia. Someone has to keep the peons in line."

"It's going to be another boring mission," Juliet sighed. "Can we hurry this up so I can kill those bitches and claim my reward you promised?"

"But you will get that chance today my dear Juliet," Eve giggled. Juliet's mouth fell open.

"Really? It's time?"

"It all depends on how your target reacts," Eve explained. She held out her hand and four pieces of paper formed with a picture of a person on each one. They flew separately to the four people in front of her. Each of them caught their paper and looked at it.

"Children?" the samurai asked. "Seriously?"

"Do not underestimate them," Eve told him. "Each one of them is quite powerful. They gave the second princess wielding Curtana Original a hard time."

"Interesting," the samurai said with a grin. "I can see the darkness in her gaze."

"Of course I get stuck with her," Juliet moaned. "This is going to be quick. She can't hurt me."

"This task isn't a normal assassination mission," Eve told them. "There is a certain order of things that must be followed. Even though it would be easier to outright kill them, you can't. They have to be pushed to their limits and beyond. Each one of them has weaknesses you can exploit to push them over the edge."

"Wait," the samurai interrupted, as he realized what she was telling them. "Are you telling us to train them by giving them battle experience?"

"Yep," Eve laughed, glad he caught on so quickly.

"Why?" Cain asked. "This seems like the exact opposite of our mission."

"It's part of an agreement I made," Eve shrugged. "But one of those four would have to be attacked either way. You need to push them to a life or death situation in order for them to evolve."

"How does this help me with my prize?" Juliet demanded.

"I'm getting there," Eve told her. "Shush. The task is simple. Beat them mercilessly until they either evolve or die. Those are their only two options. I'm not responsible for the outcome, only the set up."

"How do we tell if they evolved?" the samurai asked. "And what if we still kill them afterwards?"

"It will be obvious," Eve said. "As for their deaths," she shrugged. "My part of the deal was to set up this situation. If they die, that is not my responsibility, even after an evolution. He should have phrased his deal better." She laughed loudly and Juliet scowled.

"Don't make fun of him," Juliet reprimanded. "He hasn't had eternity to master wordplay, but I think I see how this helps me. If his plans fail, there will be nothing left to keep him here except those two whores. Then I kill them and he's mine."

"You will get a chance at one of them," Eve added. Her smile widened at Juliet's shocked expression. "Your target is very attached to her friends. Threatening and hurting them will cause her to fly into a rage. If she is unable to protect her best friend, she will have no choice but to grow, or you kill both of them. Remember, you need to go at them with the intent to kill, but slow enough to give her a chance."

"Sounds more complicated than it needs to be," Juliet responded and rubbed her head. "But it's not like I have many other options and this gives me a chance to take down a rival."

"Excellent," Eve cheered and clapped her hands together. She turned to the samurai. "I gave you a very temperamental one. She won't hesitate to kill you for even the smallest infraction. She also has had experience in life and death struggles, so you may have some fun."

"What weakness does she have that I should focus on to cause her evolution?" he asked.

"Her weakness is more mental than physical," Eve told him. "She's pretty strong physically and her attacks burn away everything in its path. However, when she believes someone is mocking her, she reveals her temper. She gets mad way to easily over little things. Sprinkle a little bit about others being stronger than her and how the Imagine Breaker is dying. After that, she will have no choice but to grow to protect her pride. Be warned, should she evolve, her attacks could give you trouble and she will not show mercy."

"I am use to fighting with my life on the line and I will never let my guard down again," he told her. "She will be no match for me."

"Cain," Eve continued and moved in front of him. "I gave you the strongest one of them. Among these four, he could be considered in a league of his own. His power should not be any match for you, but there have been signs his evolution is different than the others. You also have another task while fighting him and they go hand in hand."

"Which is?" Cain asked, while he crumpled the picture of his target.

"Your other target needs to be controlled not killed," Eve told him and passed over another picture she conjured out of thin air. "Turn her into a vampire if you have to, not a thrall, not food, not a corpse, but a full blooded vampire."

"Interesting," Cain mumbled. "It has been centuries since you asked me that."

"It will also drive your primary target insane," Eve added. "So it has multiple uses. Turning her into a vampire is essential to retrieving the last wing."

"It will be done."

"Do NOT lose sight of your goals," Eve warned him. "If your temper controls you, our entire endeavor could be wasted." Cain nodded and Eve moved to the last person. "Your target is going to be tricky."

"I have to admit I am conflicted about trying to kill a young lady, but Academy City individuals can hardly be considered normal." The man was either in his late 20s or early 30s. He had long dirty blonde hair down to his shoulders and a full beard of the same color. He was wearing a very luxurious suit with a red tie and looked out of place among all the others. It was as if he was royalty standing among the commoners. The only sign that he was a fighter was a single longsword in a scabbard on his hip. The pommel was gold and encrusted with gems. The scabbard was made of rich brown leather, but aged as if it was made countless years ago.

"Your code of honor is admirable," Eve told him with a smile. "I wouldn't be worried about your target if her evolution didn't require an external stimulus." She started pacing back and forth. "Your unique characteristics would allow me to create a few puppets to follow you. They will be loyal, but over flowing with Telesma. Use them wisely, but remember to guard your mind. Your target could make you her bitch in seconds if you don't."

"My mind is always closely guarded," the man told her. It was not arrogance, overconfidence, bravado, or sarcasm. He simply told her the truth. His voice was calm, smooth, and regal.

"Excellent," Eve bubbled happily. She walked over to the edge of the building and leaned out over the street. "He should have had enough time to make sure all the targets are separated. You all know the plan. Make sure you don't fail when we are so close."

"What are you going to be doing while we fight?" Juliet asked. "Sit here and eat cake?"

"Of course not," Eve denied, but her tone told everyone she would be if she could. "We are making a large move. Did you think Academy City would just sit back and allow us to assault their research subjects? They will no doubt mobilize their forces. My job is to distract them. I bet they consider me a bigger threat than all of you. I plan to make sure they can't ignore me." She looked at all of them. "Any other questions?"

"How long do we have?" the samurai asked.

"Until either you or they are dead," Eve replied. "Now get going! The final stretch is at hand!" Four pieces of paper formed around her, folded themselves into airplanes, and flew in different directions. Cain disappeared in a blur. Juliet transformed into her shadow form and flew off after one. The samurai started running toward the edge of the roof and jump tens of meters into the air, before landing on the next roof. The man in the suit decided on the more sensible approach, and he took the stairs. Eve watched them leave and sighed. She stretched her arm out in front of her and a book appeared out of thin air in her hand. She held the book in the palm of her hand and it fell open. Pages started flying out and flew around her in a spiral. She grinned and pointed to a spot in front of her. The pages converged at the location and formed a boat.

More specifically, a gondola and it was being driven by a masked man she created with it.

"There's only one place to go," she said out loud, but still mostly to herself. She stepped up into the boat and it started to float into the air. "It's time to pay Aleister a little visit again. I hope he still isn't mad about our last encounter." The boat started to move slowly and deliberately toward the windowless building.

---

"Are you sure we should do this?" Kazari asked Jason. They stood outside her dorm. "It's getting late."

"It's still pretty early," Jason laughed, as he brushed off her worries. "Besides, everyone on your floor knows me and it's not like I'm spending the night." He paused and raised an eyebrow. "I mean, if you want me to because you're lonely, I will..."

"That's not it!" Kazari told him quickly and her face flushed. "Thanks for worrying about me, but I'm going to believe in them like you said. It's just if we watch the movie, it will be after curfew for you. Plus, we aren't supposed to have guests after curfew unless they fill out the paperwork. The rules also forbid overnight stays for boys and girls in the same room. You know that."

"Your supervisor is a lot more relax on those rules," Jason reminded her. "He has let me stay over past curfew when I was tutoring Saten-san a couple times. He won't care if I leave a little late."

"But that's school work…"

"I guess we can't enjoy this cake together then," Jason sighed and held up the bag to remind her. "You have been really good on watching your diet, so a little treat won't hurt. Once that boring Judgement and Anti-Skill training is done Sunday, we can go back to normal."

"Okay," Kazari relented. "Let's get up there then. If we start it soon, you won't be that late." The cake temptation was too much for her and they both knew it. She grabbed his hand and pulled him into the dorm after him. They passed and smiled at several of her friends and a couple classmates, before heading up to her room. Jason set down the bag with the two pieces of cake in it on the table while Kazari set up the DVD player on her and Saten-san's TV. She found herself humming slightly to herself and sat down at the table to eat. Once they finished Kazari threw their plates away while Jason sat on her bed and leaned up against the wall.

"So," he said to her. "Your talent has been discovered and if you keep up the pace, you could be my boss soon enough."

"Very funny," Kazari said and rolled her eyes. "My skills are in computers, not management. Besides, you're in a completely different division, so we won't be working together."

"If you accept it you can always visit. Anyways, you told me what our supervisor offered you, but you never told me what you thought of him."

"I was shocked he wasn't umm…normal looking." Kazari amended quickly. She remembered Noukan's advice about mentioning his appearance and name. She had told Jason and he had agreed she shouldn't speak his name casually. Jason always just called him a supervisor, so I'll do that too. I don't want to get either of us in trouble. "His voice made me feel at ease and his assistant didn't seem to take things seriously, but it was obvious she respected him."

"That's an understatement, but go on."

"But I feel like he's a serious individual," Kazari continued. "He wouldn't do something lightly. The reason he actually saw me was because of our run in with the… other side, and my hacking the security system of his lab. I can't believe he was there, but I can understand why you didn't tell me."

And there's other reasons he's not telling you, Jason thought. Least of all, to get to me. I read his message loud and clear. "He would get swamped if his appearance got out to the general public, but he was right about your skills. What you know how to do, would dwarf most people's knowledge. I'm still amazed at what you can do on the computer and I've watch you do it."

"Thanks," Kazari said sheepishly and sat down next to him. "But you know, I see what you meant about him not telling me everything. I mean, I definitely understand he can't, but I felt like he was hiding something. I probably wouldn't have noticed if you didn't warn me and I had my guard down. I bet he has a lot on his mind with everything he does for the city."

"That's true," Jason agreed. "I have a lot of research information and intel on future events that can't be leaked out to the public. He probably has hundreds of times more." Plus all the illegal shit he can't let the public know about.

Why not just tell her?

I still rather her avoid the dark underbelly of Academy City. Noukan is keeping her close to control me, like that's possible. As long as she doesn't do anything to make her a threat to him, she will be fine.

Keep telling yourself that.

"But I promise to let you know if something happens to make me uncomfortable," Kazari promised. I can tell Jason's still worried about me working for him. I'm nervous, but this is so exciting. I finally get to see what it is like for him to work for the city. She felt his arm wrap around her and she felt better knowing her words made him relax. She picked up the remote and turned the movie on. "I've really wanted to see this, but Saten-san isn't into this kind of movies. I hope it's not too boring for you."

"I read the summary on the back and it should have enough drama to keep me interested," Jason laughed.

"I feel like you are only saying that to make me happy," Kazari said. "But thanks, regardless." She stood up and turned off the lights. Making her way back to the bed, with only the TV light, she got an idea. He normally instigates the romantic actions, it's my turn. Instead of sitting back down next to Jason, she decided, in the spur of the moment, to sit down in his lap.

"Huh?" Jason asked in surprise, but Kazari only giggled. Her plan worked and she actually managed to cause him a little embarrassment, but it was the good kind where no one was hurt, instead of something like dumping water on someone. She grabbed his arms and wrapped them around her waist. "Wow, you're bold today. Feeling lonely?"

"Maybe a little," Kazari admitted. "But I wanted to set the mood too." She was a little lonely because this would be the second night without Ruiko returning. However, Jason went out of his way to make sure she was alright, waited for her to finish her meeting, and then bought her cake and a movie to cheer her up. She did enjoy the feeling of being embraced and didn't want it to end too soon. It feels so nice and his chest is comfortable.

"Whatever you need," Jason told her and she smiled. When Kazari turned her attention to the movie, Jason froze. His eyes darted out the window and a small smile tugged at his lips. He felt a sudden surge of immense mana emerge from multiple individuals around the city. It looks like Eve finally moved. She's not even trying to hide her presence. I suppose it's time to work on my alibi. "Oops, almost forgot to silence my phone," Jason mumbled.

"Good idea," Kazari agreed quickly. She realized it would be terrible for her phone to go off in the middle of the movie. Normally, the odds were against that from happening, but an image of an unlucky boy popped in her mind, which required her to stifle a giggle. Saten-san probably won't contact me because it feels like her mission is a secret and everyone else can wait a little bit. Once their phones were off, they tossed them to the far edge of the bed and turned their focus to the movie. Kazari's eyes were glued to the screen as soon as the main heroine showed up. She's so pretty… Jason's mind, however, begun to wander.

It's up to the others to survive. Good luck all of you. I won't be finding a way to bail you out.

---

"That's an amazing score," Kuroko said. Mikoto had just scored a 96 singing the Gekota theme song. Their time was just about up and Mikoto chose her favorite song as her last one. "I think you deserved a hundred, but this machine refuses to understand your perfection. Maybe it's broken." Mikoto shrugged, but didn't interrupt Kuroko. "I still think you need to find some more adult interest. Being interested in the frog is cute and all but, as the Ace of Tokiwadai, you really need to set an example."

"You know I hate that title," Mikoto told her with a roll of her eyes. "I'm not Shokuhou and would rather just be known by my name. I also like what I like."

"I know onee-sama," Kuroko acknowledged. "It's part of your charm." She put up their microphones and opened the door to leave. "It's just you represent our entire school, whether you want to or not. When someone sees you, they automatically think of our school. I'm not saying you should give up your interests, but try to show off your other talents too. It's been ages since I've seen you play your violin in public."

"I'm not a big fan of crowds watching me," Mikoto admitted. That's an understatement. I get stage fright when hundreds of eyes are staring at me.

"Especially all those apes who only have perverted thoughts," Kuroko mumbled. Only I can have those thoughts. She realized she hadn't been having those daydreams as often and that confused her slightly. Instead, she had been thinking of someone else more and more. It caused her stomach to churn and made her slightly nauseous. The biggest issue was she still had feelings for Mikoto and now she felt guilty for thinking about them both.

"Pot meet kettle," Mikoto mumbled soft enough so Kuroko couldn't hear. The point of today was to cheer Kuroko up and it seemed to be working. Kuroko had a lot of fun spending time with her at karaoke and they spent a couple hours there singing. They only took a short break to order some dinner. Mikoto enjoyed the time they spent together, girl time while still being able to act like herself, and Kuroko only felt her up once during the entire encounter.

"I have been wondering," Kuroko asked. "Why did Shokuhou-san bring you that dress and when are you going to wear it, so I can admire it on you?"

"No idea," lied Mikoto. She actually knew exactly what happened because Misaki told her personally. I can't tell Kuroko that Shokuhou bought it when she was in my body and purposely gave it to me when Kuroko was nearby. It took her awhile to track it down, but I wish she didn't. She drives me insane. Instead of saying she was never going to wear it, she tried to change the topic. "Glad you cheered up at any rate. You seemed to have been distracted the last few days."

"I had a few things on my mind," Kuroko admitted. "But thanks for everything. I do feel a lot better."

"I'll do anything for my friends," Mikoto smiled and Kuroko beamed at her.

"Which is only another reason why you are amazing," Kuroko pointed out. They passed the front desk and the lady behind it looked up. Mikoto glanced casually at her, because the movement caught her eye, and her eyes widened. The lady was the same one who had seen her with Touma and it seemed she recognized Mikoto.

"Hello again," she said kindly. "I didn't expect to see you again so soon. I hoped you enjoyed yourself with your friend."

"I did," Mikoto replied evenly, while avoiding Kuroko's gaze.

"I didn't hear of any electrical malfunctions this time," the lady continued and a smile appeared on her face. "Thank you for taking care, but could it only have been because a young man was with you last time?"

"We need to get going," Mikoto told the lady quickly and she grabbed Kuroko's arm. This is bad. The lady waved to them as they exited the building. Mikoto didn't stop until they were a block away from the building. That was close. Things could have gotten ugly. Wait, Kuroko has been really quiet…Mikoto turned slowly to face Kuroko, who was staring at her with a stony face. "So, er, Kuroko, we still have some time before curfew. Do you want to do anything else while we are out?"

"Onee-sama," Kuroko said slowly. Her gaze remained emotionless. "I thought you hadn't been here before, but the lady at the front desk knew you. Who was the young man you brought there with you?" Kuroko had a pretty good idea who, but she needed to hear it from Mikoto.

"It was…," Mikoto started to say and then sighed. There's no point lying to her. She would be able to tell immediately. It's not like she was purposely hiding it, but she didn't think it was a good idea to openly tell Kuroko about. "Touma invited me Monday to go there with him. I accidently shocked the machine and that's why she remembered me."

"What happened to cause you the release electricity?" Kuroko asked and her eyes widened. "Don't tell me… You and the ape… while alone in the room…" She grabbed her head and crouched down on the ground. "She's been soiled by him. I bet he forced himself on her and she couldn't do anything because of his hand…"

"Who has been soiled?" Mikoto fumed and hit Kuroko hard on the top of her head. "Nothing happened and it was an accident. Even if something did…" She paused and her face turned red. What did I expect to happen while we were there? She suddenly imagined them during the duet, their faces getting closer, and their lips about to touch. Her eyes glazed over and her face flushed. Kuroko did not miss those obvious signs, because they were the same signs she gave off when she used to think about Mikoto.

"I knew I would lose against him for your attention," Kuroko sighed and turned away from Mikoto. "I didn't want to believe it, but a part of me always knew." Kuroko started walking mechanically away from her. I would normally get angry or try to show her I'm better than the ape, but I think it's really a losing battle. They were alone in a karaoke room for so long, something had to have happened.

"Wait Kuroko!" Mikoto called out after shaking her head to get rid of her daydreams. "Don't go!" She caught up to Kuroko and grabbed her shoulder. "Talk to me." Kuroko turned around and Mikoto could see the sadness in her eyes and there was even water in the corners. Dang it. I didn't expect us to have the talk now, but it looks like it's unavoidable.

"I really have no chance with you," Kuroko sighed. "Do I?"

"It's not like that," Mikoto protested. She looked around and saw a couple people staring at her. "Arg, come with me." She grabbed Kuroko's hand and pulled her down an ally to another less populated street. She looked around and saw another nearby street with even less people, so she pulled Kuroko down it. "Okay, now we can talk in private." She turned to Kuroko, who was watching her. Kuroko's eyes were still wet and she looked depressed. Mikoto didn't like this, but she had to make it completely clear for Kuroko now or she would be hurt even more down the road. "Listen Kuroko, I have told you this before many times. You are my best friend, but I don't have feelings for you in THAT way. I like boys, more specifically him."

"I can change," Kuroko told her, almost to the point of begging. "I'll do anything to be with you."

"I don't want you to change," Mikoto said firmly. She placed both of her hands onto Kuroko's shoulders and stared at her straight in the eyes. "I like you because you are you, not because you try to act like someone else. If you ever stopped being my friend, I don't know what I will do. I want us to stay close, but you have to understand, I like Touma. When I think about him my heart starts beating wildly and butterflies form in my stomach. Can you understand that?"

"I kind of do," Kuroko admitted and looked at the ground. In truth, that was how she felt about Mikoto. It wasn't as noticeable anymore, mainly because they hung out together so much as friends. Plus, I feel the same way about HIM. I came to terms with myself that I liked him, but I didn't realize it would actually interfere with my feelings for onee-sama. It doesn't matter. Both of them are out of reach now. "I always knew you didn't feel the same way about me, but I kept hoping you would one day wake up and realize you felt the same way."

"I am flattered you feel so strongly about me," Mikoto admitted. It feels like I'm giving the friend zone talk to a boy. I always read about this situation in manga. "And I wish I could return them. You are a great girl and anyone would be lucky to be with you. I just don't have those types of feelings for you. You are my best friend and I really would like to stay that way. We talk all the time about things we can't tell others, we live in the same room, and truly care for each other. We may not be lovers, but that makes us something else just as special, right?"

"I suppose," Kuroko replied softly. Her heart hurt, but she also felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Now I don't have to chase after her anymore. It's going to take some time getting use to the fact we won't be a couple, but she still wants to be my best friend. In a way, I am really lucky. Her eyes started watering again and she wiped them with her sleeve.

"You know," Mikoto said, as she patted Kuroko reassuringly on the back. "I thought you liking me so much might have been a phase. I know I joked around with you liking Kagere at first, but I believed I actually saw some signs of it. I feel you really do have some feelings for him."

"I do," Kuroko admitted.

"Huh?" Mikoto asked, stunned. She didn't expect Kuroko to admit it so easily.

"I admitted it to myself already," Kuroko explained. "I'm not sure when I started to, but it kept welling up within me and pushing aside some of my feelings for you." I actually feel better talking about this, but I have no idea what to do next.

"Have you told anyone else this?" Mikoto was genuinely curious because of how easily Kuroko admitted it, when she usually denied it with every fiber of being, pretended to be sick, or avoided the question entirely.

"Who would I have told?" Kuroko asked incredulously. "Him? I couldn't do that after how much we argue. Uiharu? I can't tell her I actually have feelings for her boyfriend. She's a great friend and saying that would only strain our relationship." Mentioning Uiharu caused something to well up in her throat and she stopped talking. If she finds out about this… could our friendship even survive?

"You have a point," Mikoto agreed hesitantly. She wanted to help Kuroko move past her feelings for her, but it was going to be tough. Mikoto wasn't sure how Kazari would react if she found out. "I won't tell them, but Uiharu-san and Saten-san tend to notice these things. They might already know or at least have some suspicion."

"That could be bad," whispered Kuroko at the thought of Kazari finding out. "She hasn't mentioned it and I don't think there's been any animosity between us."

"I think you should tell Uiharu-san at least," Mikoto suggested. "Even if you don't mean to, you might start acting differently when you are with them and building walls between you all. Plus, I'm sure you will feel better if you tell her. I know I did." Her voice went soft for a moment. "But, I'll support whatever decision you decide to do."

"I don't know if I can," Kuroko confessed. "Maybe when I calm down and sort everything out. I'm still processing our friendship right now."

"If you need any help," Mikoto told her and put her hand on Kuroko's shoulder. "Just let me know."

"Thanks onee-sama," Kuroko said gratefully.

"I'm surprised though," Mikoto commented. "You aren't the type to be shy about these things. With what you did to me, I figured you would just jump at him and confess."

"If he was single I might," Kuroko admitted. "But he's with Uiharu. I can't do that to her. I could do it to you because you weren't seeing anyone. I also don't want him to think he's won in any way." Her eyes glowed with fire then they went out. "Why can't the people I like feel the same way about me?"

"Maybe you are just unlucky?" Mikoto said and fought every desire not to laugh. Kuroko glanced at her for a moment, because she knew exactly what she meant. "Do you feel better after telling me this?"

"I actually do," Kuroko said honestly. She was still slightly depressed at the thought she wouldn't ever be with Mikoto as a couple, but she also felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. I feel like I want to vomit and smile at the same time. Feelings are really complicated. Maybe I need to sleep on this and decide how I want to go further. Who would have thought I actually have feelings for a boy, especially someone as annoying as him. I'm not even sure why I like him. "Thanks for everyone onee-sama."

"Anytime," Mikoto replied with a smile. "You know, you can call me by my actually name. You don't have to keep calling me onee-sama."

"But I like it," Kuroko protested and then laughed loudly. "I'm going to keep calling you it."

"Whatever makes you happy," Mikoto sighed, but she continued to smile. I'm glad everything is back to normal.

"Well that was an emotional conversation," a familiar female voice commented, which caused them both to freeze in place. "I hope I'm not interrupting and you got everything off your chests." Mikoto and Kuroko turned around to see where the voice was coming from. A young girl in casual clothes was standing on top of a street light and was watching them closely. She had a small smile on her lips, but there was nothing cheerful or amusing about it. Her eyes held a darkness within them and her smile was more mocking than anything else. "Your final conversation should always resolve any issues you may have."

"Juliet!" Mikoto gasped and immediately put up her guard.

"Why are you here?" Kuroko asked, but took a step back in preparation.

"Eve has decided she is too big of an annoyance," Juliet replied and pointed to Mikoto. "I have been tasked with her destruction."

"What?!" Mikoto gasped.

"I won't stand by and let you attack her," Kuroko declared.

"Good," Juliet laughed and a chill went down their spines. "I was told I could kill you too and that will reduce my rivals by one." Before Kuroko or Mikoto could say anything, Juliet continued. "I heard everything, so words won't save you. While you two were talking, I cleared away all the other people. It is just us three. Now DIE!" She yelled the last word and her arm turned into a shadow. It extended at high speed with a very lethal point on the end.

---

"This way MISAKA demands as MISAKA pulls your arm to get you to speed up." Last Order had been dragging Accelerator around the city to all her favorite places she liked to visit with Index. When she had found out Accelerator brought a girl home and tried to keep it hidden from her, Last Order immediately disconnected him from the network, except for his speech center, until she was able to get back to the apartment. When she arrived, she saw Worst in foul spirits because a silver haired girl, who Last Order recognized as Bayloupe from England, was preventing Worst from messing with Accelerator's face. It seemed like Accelerator told her what happened and they were waiting for Last Order to calm down. Once she reconnected him to the network, she demanded he spend the afternoon with her.

"Slow down brat," Accelerator mumbled, but tried to keep up with her all the same. Bayloupe watched them in silence, as she thought about what was going on between them, and then Worst broke the silence.

"Misaka can't believe you wouldn't let Misaka doodle on tou-san's face," Worst mumbled next to her. "It was the perfect opportunity."

"He would have killed you once he gained movement," Bayloupe pointed out.

"Nah," Misaka disagreed and waved her hand dismissively. "He tries to act tough but inside he is a big softy. He won't hurt Misaka and the most he will do to the moderator is chop her on the head."

"That doesn't sound like him," Bayloupe muttered, as she remembered their initial meeting. He was arrogant, rude, and didn't seem to care about being violent. Why is that little girl so special? She noticed how Last Order adored Accelerator and, regardless of what he said, his expression softened around her. It's almost like a father and daughter… is that why Worst calls him tou-san?

"He's just trying to make up for everything he did in the past," Worst sneered. "But it lets Misaka piss him off, so it all worked out in the end."

"Where are we going now?" Both of them turned to look at Accelerator who seemed to be at the edge of his patience in trying to figure out where Last Order was taking them now. At least she's seems to be done being angry, he thought. The one good thing about the brat is she doesn't hold grudges.

"Misaka is supposed to be meeting someone here MISAKA says mysteriously as MISAKA wants the meeting to be a surprise." She led them into a park and looked around. "They are late MISAKA mumbles."

"Who are we waiting for…?" Accelerator started to ask, when he heard a familiar female voice. Seriously? Did the brat learn how to hold a grudge from Worst? Fuck!

"Sorry I'm late Last Order," Estelle gasped as she ran toward them. She was still wearing her favorite style of clothes, a black cloak over her white blouse and red skirt. "What was so important I needed to rush over here?" She looked at Accelerator and he saw confusion on her face. Estelle's eyes traveled over Worst and stopped on Bayloupe. She gave a short gasp. "Did you know she's a magician too?" she asked Last Order.

"MISAKA does MISAKA confirms, but MISAKA has important news to tell you MISAKA blurts out as MISAKA tries to inform you of the urgent situation. Accelerator brought her back to our apartment during the day while cutting school." Estelle blinked in confusion and looked at the others behind Last Order. Accelerator face palmed, Worst was laughing loudly, and Bayloupe was shaking her head.

Has Lessar affected her this much? Bayloupe thought and her eyes darted back to the new girl. I don't know her name, but judging by her outfit, style, and symbols, I would say she is some kind of necromancer.

"Okay," Estelle replied confused to Last Order. She really didn't understand what the big deal was. It was true she admired Accelerator because of his battle prowess and kind nature, but she didn't understand relationships and sexual activities. She did know he only acted tough around others, or at least believed that. Even after hearing Accelerator brought a girl into his house, she didn't feel any jealousy. "I'm sure master had a reason. Did you ask him?"

Master? Bayloupe thought in shock. "Err, Accelerator, who is she?"

"Estelle Rosenthal," Accelerator mumbled. He didn't look up at her and his hand was still on his face. "She's a magician I helped out once and then she nagged me constantly to become my apprentice. It's not like I know anything about magic." He shook his head and continued muttering to himself. "I only found out recently I could refine mana, but then the nun said I shouldn't experiment with it."

"He even made her lunch," Worst called out, as she snuck over next to Last Order and Estelle. She was doing this mainly to annoy Last Order and immediately knew her words had an impact. Hah, Misaka can feel all her negative emotions. "If Misaka didn't show up when she did, I'm sure he would have taken her into his room and they would have been busy."

"What?! MISAKA gasps!"

"What do you mean busy?" Estelle asked. Worst's smile slipped off her face at the girl's cluelessness. Bayloupe was about to interrupt Worst's lies, but something Accelerator said caused her to focus on him.

"What do you mean you found out how to refine mana?" she whispered. "Who taught you?"

"I discovered it by accident," Accelerator replied. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "Why do you care?"

"It's unusual for people to discover how to do it on their own," Bayloupe admitted. "Are you sure you actually can?"

"I told you before," Accelerator snapped and reached for his choker. "Don't ever doubt me." He concentrated on the unknown magic vectors within his body and begun to change their direction in ways that did not cause him pain. He slowly increased the numbers, careful to make sure he had complete control over the entire process. It had been awhile since he used those vectors on himself, but he still remembered how. This was mainly a refresher course for him. Bayloupe watched him for a moment and then their eyes grew wide. Accelerator sneered and stopped manipulating the vectors. After shutting off the choker, he asked, "satisfied?"

"Wow," Bayloupe breathed. "You can. That's amazing coming from someone on the science side without a teacher. I thought your friend or Index might have taught you."

"The nun warned me about using it," Accelerator said. "Magic and science abilities don't mix well, but I'm special." Bayloupe rolled her eyes at his bravado. Accelerator didn't know why, but he wanted to show off in front of her. He didn't come across a girl around his age, even if she was a little older, that didn't annoy him. A normal girl would have been scared of his power after facing him, but Bayloupe still seemed to act normally around him. It was rather refreshing.

"Where did everyone go? MISAKA asks as MISAKA noticed it got quiet all of a sudden."

Everyone looked around and Last Order was right, the park was deserted except for them. Before anyone could make a comment about it, a chill swept through the air around them. Estelle and Bayloupe recognized the feeling first, because they could sense magic, and turned to gaze, horrified, at the source. A lone man dressed all in black was walking toward them. The man reached a hand up and pulled off the hood of his hoody to reveal his face. His hair was brown with streaks of silver, yet his face looked young, and his eyes were blood red. His hands were in the front pocket of the hoody while he walked toward them. It wasn't his sudden appearance that shocked the two magicians though.

It was the endless amount of mana that he was emitting.

While non-magicians couldn't feel it, they only received a chill or a feeling something was wrong, the pressure from the mana was making it hard to breathe and it felt like they were being crushed. They couldn't talk as the man approached them in a slow and deliberate manner. He never broke his stride. Accelerator, Last Order, and Worst finally noticed him and turned. "Shit," Accelerator growled. He reached out a hand and pushed Last Order behind him. "You need to stay back," he muttered before his eyes darted back to the man. "Why the fuck is Cain here?"

"Cain?" Estelle and Bayloupe asked him in shock, after finally finding their voices. "Do you mean…?"

"Yes," interrupted Accelerator. "He's supposed to be a vampire."

"That explains the mana," Bayloupe said, as she reached for her Steel Glove weapon and begun to assemble it.

"This mana can't be real," Estelle gasped. "So this is a vampire's strength?"

"He doesn't look that tough," Worst commented.

"MISAKA feels like she should be going MISAKA admits as MISAKA is overcome with fear."

"Stay back and be quiet," Accelerator told her. "I'll handle him."

"You seem to be under the delusion you have the power too," Cain commented mildly. "I believe this will be our first true confrontation. I hope you don't freeze up like last time." A smile formed on his lips, but did not reach his eyes.

"I'm going to murder you," Accelerator snarled and took a step forward while flipping on his choker again.

"Interesting," Cain laughed. It was a cold laugh with no trace of joy or humor. "Then we both are on the same wavelength. You see, Eve has decided you are a liability that needs to be eliminated and she has assigned me with the task."

"I would like to see you try," Accelerator sneered.

"Afterwards," Cain continued, as if Accelerator had not interrupted him. "When you are no longer a part of this world, my mission is to take the girl behind you to Eve."

"What?" Accelerator asked. He could feel Last Order's grip tighten on the back of his shirt and his anger rose. "Are you seriously trying to piss me off?"

"No," Cain admitted. "I am simply telling both of you your fate."

---

"Has he moved since?" Shizuri asked Rikou. They, along with Saiai and Shiage, were sitting in a car. Shizuri had planned to find Jason and beat him up for giving the others that documentary, but he had entered a school dormitory about twenty minutes ago and hadn't come out.

"…No," Rikou told her.

"Damn it," Shizuri growled and balled her hand into a fist. "It's too public of a place to burst into."

"Why is he even in there in the first place?" Shiage asked. "He looked like he was in high school and this is a middle school dorm."

"Must be that flower girl's dorm then," Saiai answered. "Well, how long do you super want to wait Mugino?"

"There's no use waiting around here," Shizuri mumbled. "If I remember correctly, the guy who did the voice over lives in the same dorm as Kamijou. Let's pay him a visit. I want to make sure he loses any copies he still has."

"I could use a new punching bag," Saiai added, as Shiage started the car and pulled off from the corner. "Takitsubo super makes me feel bad if I beat up Hamazura too much. I don't even see any damage to him anyways."

"Because I still have the bruises in places I don't normally display to the public," Shiage muttered. He was grateful to Rikou for trying to keep Saiai and Frenda off his back. He took Touma's advice and tried to act like himself around Rikou. It seemed to work because she stuck up for him more often. She couldn't completely stop the others from bulling him, but he noticed a considerable difference. I need a good opportunity to show off to her and then confess. He pulled out into a main street and noticed something. "Seems like something happened up ahead, because the cars are stopping."

"Go down a side road," Shizuri directed and he nodded. "Some idiot probably discovered they can't drive straight." Shiage turned off the main road at the next opportunity, and then turned onto an access road. There was no one else here at the time and Shiage was able to step on the accelerator. The last thing he wanted was an impatient Shizuri right next to them. The sun was beginning to move behind clouds and it was going to start raining within an hour. He turned at a fork in the road and, again, it was an empty street.

"This is weird," he muttered, more to himself than the others. It's still early. There should be some people out. He suddenly saw movement. A single man walked out into the middle of the street and stopped, instead of crossing all the way. Shiage started to slow down and he heard Shizuri make an impatient noise. "There's an idiot in the middle of the street…"

"Run him over," Saiai suggested.

"…What's he wearing?" Shiage asked out loud. "It looks like samurai armor. What the hell?"

"There are a lot of idiots in this city," Shizuri muttered and then her eyebrows narrowed. As they got closer, she saw the man in armor turn to them and draw one of the swords from his hip. "Shit! It's a trap! Get out of the way Hamazura…!" Before Shiage could react to her commands, the samurai swung his blade vertically downwards. There was a flash of light, and a very loud cracking sound followed. Their car, which had been moving directly toward the samurai at roughly 40km per hour, had been neatly sliced in two. The car split and each half rolled off to either side of him, before crashing into the sides of buildings. "Owe," Shiage muttered, rubbing his head. "I'm glad I was wearing my seatbelt." And the fact the car didn't explode. "Takitsubo, are you okay?"

"…yes," Rikou answered groggily. She had been sitting behind Shiage, so they ended up on the same side. "What was that?"

"He sliced the car in half," Shiage explained, while unbuckling his seat belt. His eyes darted to the street where the samurai was still standing. He wasn't looking at them, but instead on the other half of the car which held Shizuri and Saiai. "There's also a long grove about a foot deep in the middle of the road. If it had hit any of us head on…" He didn't want to think about it.

"Do you have a plan?" she asked.

"For now," Shiage admitted. "No. His attention is currently on Mugino and Kinuhata, so he probably knows them and doesn't consider us a threat." He crawled out of the wreckage and helped Rikou out. "Let's get out of the way and see if there's something we can do without getting in the way." Rikou nodded and they quietly moved away from the man, who still wasn't paying them any attention. His eyes were glued onto Saiai, who had bounded out of her half of the car wreckage.

"I am super pissed!" she yelled out. "You are going to regret attacking us!" Her head hurt a little from the impact, but otherwise she was fine because her Offense Armor protected her.

"I was worried Lady Eve sent me after weaklings," the samurai said. "But it seems there's at least spunk in one of you."

"So Eve is behind this," Shizuri's furious voice called out from the car wreckage. She stood up slowly and dusted herself off, before stepping out of the car half. There was a small trickle of blood on the side of her face. She must have hit it when the car crashed. "I should have realized that immediately after you attacked. That was not a science ability and no other magician has a reason to attack us."

"I was told you have a temper," the samurai remarked. "But it's also true you have a brain." He held out his sword in front of him. "I hope you don't expect me to give you my name. I only give it to the strong and, from your group's reaction, this battle will be over in an instant."

"I don't give a shit about your name," Shizuri growled and an aura of hatred and rage started to form around her. "I was already pissed off before you showed up and now you gave me a perfect opportunity for stress relief." Several green orbs formed around her. "I'm going to spread your remains across the entire street!"

The man grinned.

---

Something came up and I can't meet you. Can we change the date to tomorrow?

Misaki stared at the message and frowned. I went out of my way to meet her here because she said she couldn't come near Tokiwadai. I bet she did this on purpose because she still holds a grudge. She sighed and looked up. There were three other girls with her sitting at a table and talking among themselves. One girl had lilac colored hair in curls, the second one at short black hair and glasses, and the last one had medium length brown hair. "It looks like my friend had something come up at the last minute and can't meet us."

"What kind of person would dare to miss an audience with you?" the girl with brown hair gasped.

"I'm sure she has an important reason," Misaki reassured her, though she was thinking something along the same lines.

"That's the Queen for you," the black hair girl commented. "Always so understanding." Misaki smiled at her and she blushed.

"I hope nothing bad happened to your friend," the girl with curls said, slightly worriedly. "I would hate it if one of your friends was in trouble."

"She's probably fine," Misaki told her. "She has a really hectic schedule." She looked at the time again. There's no point in sticking around here. We are too far from Tokiwadai and are attracting a lot of attention with our uniforms. The guys here are pigs compared to Touma. "Since she is unable to join us, I figure we should head back, unless any of you need to stop somewhere." All three girls shook their heads. The girls gathered up their belongings and headed toward the nearest train stop. They could have taken the bus, the stop was nearer, but the train was faster and had much better accommodations, yet still took them close to their school. They started talking about one of their harder classes in school, but Misaki was barely paying attention. She had been wondering what a certain person was up to. She only snapped back to reality when the girl with glasses addressed her directly.

"Umm Queen?" the girl ask hesitantly. "Did they close the train station? It appears deserted." Misaki looked around and confirmed there was no one nearby.

"That is peculiar," Misaki agreed and she walked over to the ticket stand, where a list with the train times was listed. "The last train doesn't leave for over two hours. There should be people here." She looked around and saw a single man sitting on a bench. She could only see the back of his head and back, but he had dirty blonde hair and appeared to be wearing a suit. "Excuse me," she called out. "Do you know why there doesn't seem to be anyone here?" The main turned around and smiled at her.

"Of course," the man replied. Misaki felt the girls behind her stiffen and she couldn't blame them. The main's voice was, with no other word to describe it, cool. Strong, noble, but with just a hint of softness, it was the type of guy most girls dreamed about. He stood up and faced them directly. The beard was the only part of him that looked a little scruffy. The suit he wore was luxurious and obviously expensive. "You see, I wanted an audience with the famous Misaki Shokuhou, also known as the Queen, so I set up a field to keep away the civilians. I hate getting unnecessary people involved." Misaki's eye widened and she glanced down at his waist.

There was an ornate longsword attached to his hip, stored in a dark brown leather scabbard.

"Who are you?" Misaki asked. She had immediately pulled out a remote form her bag and pointed it to the other girls. She gave them an order to be on their guard and not to question the unusual situation. "And what do you want with me?"

"My name is Arthur Pendragon," the man introduced himself and bowed slightly.

"Arthur…," Misaki said slowly and then her eyes widened. "As in King Author?" She may not be very religious, but she did read fantasy novels occasionally. King Arthur was a legendary British leader who became king after pulling a magical sword from a stone. He also formed the Knights of the Round Table, the most famous member being Lancelot. There was more to him, but that was all she could recall.

"The very same."

"Are you impersonating…?" Misaki asked, but changed direction when she realized who he had to be. "You work for Eve, don't you?"

"I do," Arthur confirmed. "You see, I have been given a most unpleasant task. You have been a thorn in Lady Eve's side and she has declared you must be eliminated. I was the one assigned to carry out this mission. I hope you will not hold it against me. I take no pleasure in this."

"Then why do it?" Misaki asked, as she fortified her resolve and braced herself for a fight. I don't know anything about his magic and Eve probably told him all about me.

"Because your fate has already been decided," Arthur explained. "And it would be more suitable for a queen to be killed by a king."

---

Feel free to leave a review, comment, suggestions, or ideas, I love reading them. If you have a question you wish I ask and would like a quick answer, feel free to message me directly. I try to respond to those within a day or two. Comments, I tend to respond to in the next chapter

Not sure if I want to continue Academy City next chapter, move back to Australia, or alternate for next chapter. The timing has been roughly matched up, it's the reason I focused on Academy City. It's evening in both areas.

Jason: Well, I full up on my scenes, so you all have fun and you won't see me for a while.

Motoharu: Least you get some scenes, Aogami and I don't get much. It's one of the reasons we make fun of Kami-yan when we show up. How dare he be the main character?

Touma: So that's why you showed the video!?

Pierce: We were bored too, but did you notice when you aren't around, Accel-kun becomes a player?

Accelerator: Shut up!

Lessar: You go Bayloupe. Show off your body for him and he will be putty in your hands!

Bayloupe: Shut up Lessar!

Motoharu: Look, they are on the same wavelength already.

Shizuri: Hah, Kinuhata is not going to be please.

Pierce: Go the harem route Accel-kun!

Accelerator: You all die once I kick this vampire's ass.