This story is connected to my entire interconnected story as a whole.
Fictions Mentioned: A Certain Magical Index, Doctor Who/Faction Paradox, Case Closed/Magic Kaito, The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya, Re:Creators, Code Geass, The Works of Ryukishi07, Science Adventure, The SCP Foundation, Men in Black, Terminator Franchise, Shinza Bansho Franchise, Cupid's Chocolates
Episode 1 - A Certain Gang of Rail Girls
There's never a dull moment in this city.
- Random Academy City Bystander
It was one bright summer morning of July.
Somewhere in the park of District 7, a young woman by the name of Mikoto Misaka was leaning on the side of a broken vending machine. She had chestnut brown hair and wore the summer uniform of Tokiwadai Middle School; a light brown vest sweater over a white blouse and a grey skirt. She was also known as one of the seven Level 5 Espers of Academy City. Her ability is known as the Railgun, capable of creating and manipulating massive amounts of electricity.
Less than two days ago, she had helped capture the criminal responsible for the recent string of bombings. It was a close thing, though. If it hadn't been for the assistance of Touma Kamijou, the spiky-haired boy to whom she had met a few months previously, she would have been heavily injured or even killed by the bomb's blast.
She was leaning on the side of the vending machine that she often frequented in her free time. With her were her three best friends who were also middle school students.
Kuroko Shirai. She has tawny hair tied into two curly pigtails; the rest of her hair is left to hang as two rows of fringes divided in the middle. Her pigtails are tied in place by a red bow each. Her hair is naturally curly and as such needs to get a straight perm for it. She also attends Tokiwadai Middle School, sporting the same prescribed summer uniform as Mikoto. In her duty as a Judgment Officer, she is also wearing the Judgment Armband as part of her requirement. On her thighs, she secures a pair of black straps where she stores the metal spikes used to secure criminals of all types. She is officially assigned to work at Judgment 003 Branch Office, but is also usually seen in Judgment 177 Branch Office. Her esper rank is Level 4 and her ability is known as Teleport, capable of teleporting herself and anything in her possession a certain distance in the blink of an eye.
Kazari Uiharu. She has short black hair and golden-brown eyes. She has thick eyebrows but her most striking feature is her headband made out of artificial flowers. She wears the prescribed summer uniform of Sakugawa Middle School. Like Kuroko, she is also a member of Judgment, also seen wearing the Judgment Armband as part of her requirement in her duties. Her esper rank is Level 1 and her ability is known as Thermal Hand, which allows her to keep objects she touches at their current temperature. She is officially assigned to work at Judgment 177 Branch Office.
Ruiko Saten. She has blue eyes and long black hair with a small, white flower on the left side of her hair. She has a preference for wearing medium length skirts instead of short ones. She also attends Sakugawa Middle School, sporting the same prescribed summer uniform as Uiharu. Unlike the rest of Misaka's best friends, she doesn't have an esper ability, with her rank being a Level 0, much to her subtle envy and disappointment.
As of this moment in time, these four middle school young women were simply waiting for someone of importance due to the stubborn insistence of one of their own as she only said that something important came up and all of them would need to wait at this very exact location. Not really doing anything of particular importance, they agreed and saw no harm to it.
But...
It had been about more than three hours or so since they were waiting for said someone of importance. And they couldn't help but get concerned over the matter.
"Onee-sama," said Kuroko, sporting a curious and exasperated expression. "Why exactly are we here again?"
"It's just something that I think that you all need to know about," Mikoto answered simply.
"That's what you said a few hours ago, Onee-sama," said Kuroko, with her entire body bent in exasperated motion.
"I would have to agree on Shirai-san, Misaka-san. Why exactly are we waiting at this particular spot for more than three hours?," Uiharu pushed as she was just as confused as well.
Mikoto could only sport a hesitant expression on her face, with her arms crossed as she leans on the vending machine.
"...There's...there's just someone that I wanted all of you to meet. This person is also a part of this meeting."
"Is that so?," Saten said with a sly grin, sporting a look of interest, "Whoever they are, they must be petty important if we have to spend more than three hours waiting on this spot."
"...You could say that, Saten-san," Mikoto responded in a hesitant tone, her eyes focused on her feet, still sporting a hesitant expression.
"...That old man, he was right. I don't deserve the credit. My Railgun wouldn't have made it in time back there. It wasn't me who saved Uiharu and that little girl, it was him," Mikoto thought to herself, thinking back to the incident that other day, recalling an enlightening conversation that she had with a man with silver-grey hair and wore a navy blue Crombie coat.
He was simply siting on a park bench, carrying an old newspaper on his hands, reading said newspaper just as she was getting a drink from the same vending machine that she was now leaning on. He suddenly called her by surprise, asking all of a sudden on how was her day. She remembered replying that she was fine, albeit a bit confused. But the old man could only sport that look on his face. He wasn't fooled in the slightest. He said "No really, are you alright?". She still recalled being silent at his question, with a subtle hint that was thrown her way, with that look on his face denoting that he wasn't fooled in the slightest and ask a simple question of concern. Mikoto didn't know why at the time, but she felt that she wanted to be completely honest to this man. She felt that she could trust him. That he could help with a predicament that she had been pondering for a while. She responded "no" to the question, shaking her head while doing so, all the while explaining to the old man what her problem was. The old man could only remain silent, sporting an understanding face, while she was laying all of her deep ponderings and troubles as if she was talking to someone she knows. As far as she recalled, that would seem to denote the very first time that she laid all of her secrets out to a stranger. Even more, this stranger seems...different for some reason. He carries something. One that no other adult that she had met in Academy City carries. A weight that seemed to be there and yet could not be seen from the naked eye. The weight seemed subtle, mysterious, indiscernible. He was a very mysterious man who seems to be a living definition of being at the right place at the right time. By the time she finished laying her problems, the old man could only respond with an understanding tone.
"Why don't you confront him then? Since he is truly the hero that you speak of, then all the more reason for you to step up and confront him about this. It's all but a simple manner of talking things over. And if you can't do it by yourself, take one or two witnesses with you so that it may help ease your mind a bit."
Mikoto then thanked him for his helpful advice. Before leaving, she once asked the old man on what was his name. He smiled while responding.
"John Smith. Although I prefer to be called the Doctor."
The Doctor. That was his name. A title of a professional. And that was a name that she would remember the old man by.
And thus, she and the rest of her best friends were now waiting for the person of honor to arrive in reminder of the advice that he gave her.
As if on cue, Mikoto heard the person that she was waiting for, hearing a humming tune as this person walks towards the group from the other side of the vending machine. Figuring it was about time, Mikoto pushed herself off from the vending machine and came out from behind it in order to meet this person face to face.
In front of her was none other than the person who she had met for the past few months of this present year. A mysterious young man with spiky hair, a high school student based on appearances, that couldn't help but play the naïve hero. The only person to ever survive her electricity and her Railgun with his right hand. The young man with the mysterious ability to negate her ability. The man who claims to be nothing more than a mere Level 0, much to her irritation and consternation.
"I got you!," said Mikoto, shouting in a loud confident voice.
The mysterious young man could only look at her with a look of curiosity and a raise eyebrow. Not surprised in the least that she was here. Almost expecting it in a way, sporting a subtle smile.
"An ambush? Really now, Biribiri?," whispered the man.
"What, you angry?" asked Misaka, beginning to lean once more against the vending machine, with her three friends coming out of hiding from behind the machine in order to see what situation is now taking place.
"Huh?," the three middle school girls asked in confusion and intrigue, spotting the mysterious young man that their friend is now speaking too.
"No, not really," said the mysterious young man, sporting a subtle smile on his face, shaking his head as he begins to press the buttons of the vending machine in order to get his drink. "So, why exactly are you here, Biribiri? And I see that you even brought company this time too."
Mikoto begins to sport a hesitant expression, with her arms crossed, being silent for a moment before eventually explaining in a hesitant tone.
"...Everyone...Everyone seems to think that I'm the one that saved those guys from that graviton explosion," explained Mikoto, further confusing her friends, asking among themselves on what does the graviton explosion a few days ago have anything to do with this. "If you come forward you'll be a hero."
"Wait, what are you talking about, Misaka-san?" Uiharu asked in confusion.
Mikoto sported a hesitant expression, before eventually explaining in a hesitant tone, jabbing a thumb at said young man.
"...What I'm trying to say Uiharu-san is that this guy is the one that saved us when the explosion went off on that mall."
"What?!," said the three middle school girls, sporting wide eyes, shocked at the fact that was suddenly revealed to them.
"Onee-sama, surely you can't be serious!," Kuroko cried in outrage, "I know that you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover, but this gentleman doesn't seem like he could have stopped that explosion."
"Kuroko, think about it just for one second. You saw that crime scene. You were there. Can you really think of any way my ability could have created an area where the explosion didn't even affect it? There was no iron sand for me to form a shield and it wouldn't have been very sturdy. My railgun definitely wouldn't have such an effect on the explosion since by the time I tried, I fumbled it and was too late. We would have all died if it weren't for him," argued Mikoto, sporting a serious expression.
"..."
Kuroko, Uiharu, and Saten could not help but remain silent.
When they tried to think about it from that point of view, it would seemed to be the case. They could only look at said young man who was just sporting a concerned expression.
"Misaka-san," said Saten, sporting a look of concern. "How exactly do you even know this guy?"
Mikoto could only look from the side, sporting a hesitant expression, before eventually answering.
"...I...may have challenged him to a few fights before," explained Mikoto, taking notice of Kuroko's disappointed glare. "Nothing I do with my ability seems to have any affect on him. He just does something with his right hand and my ability fails."
"..."
The three middle school girls could barely believe what they were just hearing. Before their very eyes, Mikoto Misaka, the 3rd Ranked Level 5 Esper, the Railgun, was admitting to having been totally outdone by the young man who was in front of them. This young man had somehow managed to best her abilities as a Level 5 Esper and apparently did things that she couldn't. Theoretically, the only two people who could do that to her were the Number #1 (Accelerator) and the Number #2 (Dark Matter), and this young man certainly didn't match that description the more they look at him.
The girls tried to come up with an answer, but were interrupted by the young man who asked in a concerned tone.
"Why exactly do you care so much?"
"Huh?" all the girls said in response.
"Everybody got out of it alright in the end. I don't really see a problem, do you?" the boy reasoned as he begins to get the drink that he got from the vending machine, "So what difference does it make on who really saved them? If you asked me, we should just remain thankful that the people who were involved in that explosion managed to make it out alright. Better people alive than hurt, or worse, dead."
"..."
The girls begin to flinch at the emphasized word that was used in a tone that was grim. Subtle yet grim. As if to emphasized the main point of the speech. In consideration of the fact that he was right. If he truly was the one that ultimately save them, if it hadn't been for him, they would have all been hurt badly, or worse, dead. They couldn't help but agree to that.
"So, is that all you want to discuss with me?" asked the mysterious young man, in a concerned tone.
"...N-No." said Mikoto, lowering her face out of shame.
The mysterious young man could only make a simple understanding smile, making a nod as he begins to walk away with the drink that was on his hand, with the girls simply watching him as he eventually walks a few distances away from them. All the while, the girls couldn't help but look at this young man with a new pair of eyes.
Who was that young man? A question for this moment. A question for the one who turned serious the moment when lives are being discussed. A question for the one who turned serious and only made them face the given reality of their lives. That they would have died. Why exactly did he used that grim tone when it came to lives? Another question for this moment. One that they could not help but ponder with concern.
While the girls continue to ponder on the mysterious young man, Uiharu begins to take immediate notice of an item lying on the ground.
"Hey, what's that?," said Uiharu, pointing towards the spot where the item was located.
"Hmm," the three girls took notice where their friend was pointing at, spotting a brown wallet, guessing that it most likely belonged to the mysterious young man who simply walked away with his drink as there were no other people in the area besides them.
Uiharu begins to make her way towards the wallet, getting it from the floor, checking the contents of the wallet in order to verify the owner. She found a student ID with the mysterious young man's photo. Her friends begin to gather around her as they also spotted the student ID and the mysterious young man's photo.
"Kamijou Touma," the four middle school girls read aloud.
Somewhere in the distance, a man with silver-grey hair, who wore a navy blue Crombie coat, was watching the four middle school girls as they read the name of his second son out loud from the wallet that holds his second son's ID. The wallet that he secretly placed on the floor when no one is looking.
It would appear that the meeting between his second son and these four bright middle school girls was a success. Now the rest of the unknown events would soon follow. His second son would have new friends on his journey. New friends that could keep him firmly grounded despite all that has happened. He knew that his second son would need some form of normalcy in his life. These four girls were the perfect candidate.
In the original timeline, it was only Mikoto Misaka that his second son had become acquainted with as of this moment in time. The other three girls had yet to meet him.
But this was not the original timeline. This was not the original script. This was now a new timeline. A new script. One that began since the Imagine Point Event. Events in the script have become blurred between the lines. Enemies on the prowl. Enemies who shouldn't even be here have already staked out this world even before he intervened on that fateful day which triggered the Imagine Point Event.
His second son would need more friends. More allies. More people in his life than what the original script had planned out for him.
For his second son would need such friends. For his world would inevitably become involve in conflicts that could determine the fate of many. For the original script is no more. The future is now uncertain. The future is no longer set. The time for a new script has now taken it's place. The ending is undeterminable. Unseen. Unpredictable. And that is what makes it all the more exciting.
He made a simple smile, making a simple nod, and begins to leave the premises discreetly while headings towards a blue police box that was parked from somewhere in the side, with it's exterior completely invisible as the perception filters and other defenses were activated. He begins to simply open one of it's doors and walks inside, closing the door from behind. A moment later, sounds of wheezing engines that seemed ancient and fair were heard, with the box beginning to dematerialized as the sounds grew with strength. A few moments later, it vanishes like a misty wind that seems to blow wherever it takes itself, carrying itself to regions unknown, to destinations far and wide. Off towards the world. Off towards adventure. All the while still carrying that eternal promise that was close to both of his hearts.
Never cruel or cowardly. Never give up. Never give in.
Vworp Vworp Vworp
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To Aru kagaku no Railgun opening 1
One day later, the mysterious young man that is known to many as Touma Kamijou was simply sitting down properly in his chair which is located in his usual classroom. The classroom of Year 1 Class 7 of A Certain High School. The homeroom teacher of this class was none other than Komoe Tsukuyomi, a fully grown adult with a very petite stature that could be mistaken for an elementary school student, much to her chagrin.
The day had started off normal enough. As of this very moment, nothing misfortunate seems to be happening to him lately. One might think that this was a good thing, however, he knew that it wouldn't really apply specifically to him. There seems to be a special relationship that he carries within the boundaries of probability. All it takes is one probable opportune moment for said misfortune to commence and the rest of the dominoes would soon follow. In all the centuries of his life, he knew by experience on how to detect the very subtle waves of the sea of probability. Such is the life of the man who reaches out to others. One that he would not really recommend to anyone.
As he was in a moment of deep pondering from his seat, he begins to notice one of his teachers entering the classroom.
Aiho Yomikawa. A member of Anti-Skill - Academy City's Police and Security Forces. As of this moment, she is simply wearing her usual green jersey as she is now off duty at this point.
Accompanied alongside her were two female students. One who was a girl that seemed to be about his age who has short black hair, blue eyes, and a pair of glasses while the other girl, he was more familiar with due to meeting her yesterday alongside Mikoto and two other middle school students. He observes a green with white stripes armband which have a shield symbol on the center that is present on both of these girls, signifying to him that they were members of Judgment who were on duty as of this very moment.
Touma begins to sport a concerned and analytical expression.
What exactly were these Judgment Officers doing here? And escorted by an Anti-Skill Officer that also happens to be one of his teachers at that?
Something in his gut is telling him that something important was about to happen. And that something seems to be related in some way to him in particular. What that was, he doesn't really know. Just a hint. A hint that he gathers through Reading Steiner. A gut feeling if you will. One that he could not foresee literally. Just the sideways. Just the movements. Just the hints. No spoilers. No cheating. Just instinct. Honed through centuries of experiences.
"Is Kamijou Touma present today?," asked Yomikawa, speaking to Komoe who was looking at her with a curious and surprised expression as she was just getting ready to teach the class on the basics of Psychometry, with a chalk on her left hand which denotes the fact that she is about to write said lesson on the blackboard in front of her.
"Kamijou-chan is here, yes?" responded Komoe, sporting a curious expression on her face, wondering as to why would Yomikawa call her student at this point in time. That and she notices two Judgment Officers who were present alongside her.
"Can he please be allowed to accompany us for a few minutes outside? It won't take much of your time, I assure you," asked Yomikawa, sporting a professional expression.
"Eh, Um...sure," said Komoe, sporting a concerned expression, as she begins to turn towards Kamijou, speaking in a clear tone for him to hear. "Kamijou-chan, can you come up here please? Yomikawa-sensei is calling for you to accompany with her and these two Judgment Officers for only a few minutes outside."
"Yes, Sensei," said Kamijou, beginning to stand up from his seat, heading towards the front of the class, with said class now watching his every move with expressions of interest and curiosity, wondering what reason would he be called this time.
By the time Kamijou came to the front of the class, Yomikawa made a nod, speaking in a professional tone.
"Alright, Kamijou. If you were to please follow us to the faculty room. There's something that I and these two ladies would need to discuss with you."
"Of course, sensei," said Kamijou, making a nod.
At that moment, Kamijou begins to walk out of the classroom alongside Yomikawa and the two Judgment Officers. While they were leaving, the class begins to whisper among each other, wondering as to what the hell is going on and why would Yomikawa ask Kamijou specifically to come with her along with two Judgment Officers.
"Hey, Tsuchimikado, Aogami, do you have any idea what's going on here?," asked Fukiyose Seiri, sporting a curious and concerned look on the two best friends of Touma Kamijou who were sporting expressions of confusion and bewilderment.
"Why would you asked us, Fukiyose? We're as much of a loss as you are," said Pierce Aogami, sporting a concerned expression, making a T-shaped raised hand position in order to denote his lack of knowledge of the situation.
While the class was discussing about what is exactly happening with regards to Kamijou, Komoe was sporting a concerned expression on her face, wondering as to what on earth would her student earn the attention of two Judgment Officers and her own fellow teacher who is a member of Anti-Skill. Whatever the case, she would need to ask Yomikawa later. Right now, she would need to proceed with her planned lesson for she could not neglect the rest of the students who are now no doubt gossiping about this given situation. In order to divert such useless projections and theories, a good lesson was in order.
Komoe begins to turn towards her students, speaking in a tone that was clear for all to hear.
"Alright class, that's enough chit chat. It's time we begin the lesson for today."
"Please join Judgment. Your assistance would be very much appreciated."
"Eh?"
Touma Kamijou - The Imagine Breaker - The Man of Many Surprises was now sporting a look of utter bewilderment at the scene that is now presented before him.
They have just recently entered the faculty room of A Certain High School. Said faculty room was completely empty, devoid of any of the teachers except for Aiho Yomikawa who came with them. They were now standing beside Yomikawa's desk, with the owner of said desk now taking a seat, sporting a serious expression while crossing her arms. Then after she was seated, the two Judgment Officers begin to introduced themselves, with the woman with the short black hair making said introduction. She introduced herself as Mii Konori - Chief of Judgment 177 Branch Office. The girl with the flower headband whom he had already met yesterday was introduced to him as Kazari Uiharu.
After the introductions, Konori told him that Uiharu had informed her that he was present during the graviton bombing in Seventh Mist and helped Uiharu find for cover when the bomb went off, saving her life, and also that of many others who were nearby. She asked him if that was the case. He responded with a simple nod of honesty, although by technicality he was the one who provided for cover due to his right hand which had the power to negate said graviton blast.
Uiharu was the one who continued what her superior had left off. She said that they came here to this school in order to meet with him for two important reasons. The first reason. It was to thank him personally for everything that he had done which had saved a lot of lives and prevented any unnecessary injuries or casualties, to which Touma could only respond with a smile, saying that it was no big deal and that he was just doing his part as your average concerned citizen. That answer had lead to a foreshadowing of the second reason. What reason was that? The reason that was now blurted to him just now.
They were requesting him to join Judgment, while they were bowing their heads in order to show their complete sincerity to their request.
Just like that? All of a sudden? Without any of the following official protocols for joining Judgment? This couldn't possibly be a coincidence.
"...What brought this on if I may ask?," asked Touma, sporting a look of concern.
Konori would begin to raise her head, explaining the following reasons.
"Because my fellow officer here," Konori was indicating Uiharu by looking slightly at her. "Along with a few recommendations from the friends of said officer, had made the request regarding you. All of them said that you were the one who stopped the graviton bombing of the Seventh Mist through the use of your right hand which was mentioned by one of them. According to what my fellow officer had found in the data banks, you were mark as a Level 0 despite such an ability. As to how to that happened, can you care to enlightened us on how that had happened?"
Touma would begin to sport a hesitant expression on his face, looking to the side before eventually scratching his cheek, beginning to explain on why that seems to be the case.
"Well the thing is, my ability isn't an esper ability by technicality. For as long as I've known about it, my right hand has been capable of negating any sort of supernatural phenomenon with a single touch. Academy City's System Scan can't seem to detect it for some reason so they just simply labeled me as a Level 0 based on my scores alone."
"I see," said Konori, as she and Uiharu sported concerned expressions as they look towards each other, then they looked towards Yomikawa who was also sporting a concerned expression, due to the implications of the information that was provided to them since in the case of the Judgment Officers, this was the very first time that they have dealt with someone that was not scanned accurately enough by the System Scan as his power was completely undetectable. That alone spoke a lot about this predicament. "I suppose that this would need to be investigated further. In the meantime, what is your answer to our request?"
"About that," Touma sported a concerned expression. "Why exactly would both of you want me to join Judgment considering that as I recall, this wasn't how people would normally join Judgment and that certain protocols would need to be followed in order for someone to join Judgment, so why come to me directly for this offer?"
"...B-Because, Kamijou-san," Uiharu begins to explain in haste. "Since you have the ability to negate the powers and abilities of any esper no matter what rank, you could become a really big help to us. As you would know, Judgment's main duty besides public community services is to catch certain people who would willingly misuse their powers and to protect the students. These certain people such as delinquents or any type of offender could be anyone from any rank, even if it were possible but hopefully not, a Level 5. As far as the records of the data banks are concerned, it would appear that you are by far the only one who carries the ability to negate any type of esper power. No one in the city seems to have that ability besides you as I did a check of all the records. Not one single esper. Just you. Only you have the powers of negation. With that power, you could help us greatly and would assist us to protect the city a whole lot more. Please Kamijou-san, please consider our offer," Uiharu begins to bow her head in utter sincerity.
Touma begins to look at Uiharu with concern, touched by her sincerity while beginning to ponder on what he was told.
It was true. Out of everyone in Academy City, only he seems to be the one who could negate any type of supernatural phenomena. No one really has that kind of power the more he think about it. Just him. Only him. All of Uiharu's reasons were valid. But then again, this seems far too soon. If he were to choose to join Judgment, then that would mean that his exploits would inevitably become more public. An inevitable fact regarding his life is that trouble always follows in one shape or form. He has enemies. Lots of them. Many of them were even in this very city, hiding in the shadows beyond the shadows, with it's tentacles spread from this city up to everywhere else in the world. An organization that has multiple organizations under it's banner likened to that of a twelve headed HYDRA. An organization who's main ideal is their own personal establishment under a New World Order by any means necessary to achieve that end. That was the most concerning part. If he were to join Judgment, they would know. His other enemies would also know. Then there's the fact that remains to him that there are risks involved whether or not he joins Judgment for the choices that he makes could determine the unknown course of tomorrow. He would need to think about this very carefully.
"Raise your head, Uiharu-san," said Touma, speaking in a gentle tone.
Uiharu begins to straightened out from her bow as she begins to look towards Touma with hopeful eyes.
"Your reasons are valid, however, I would need some amount of time to think about this. I'm not necessarily rejecting the offer but I would need time to think about this clearly."
"...O-Of course, that's perfectly fine, Kamijou-san," said Uiharu, as she and Konori begin to sport hopeful looks towards each other, becoming a much brighter one that seems to shine down on this very faculty.
Touma could only look at the two Judgment Officers' hopeful looks with a gracious smile, with a subtle resolve to think about this very carefully, always being mindful that he won't just be using his head but also using his heart. For both go hand in hand. One cannot be without the other. Without the heart, the mind would just be nothing but cold calculating preciseness that neglects the fundamental principals of what it means to be human. Without the mind, the heart would simply just go astray, not thinking that such actions could also have consequences. The mind and the heart were his greatest weapons, with the latter being the dictation behind his own actions.
"Whatever the case, Kamijou, while you are contemplating the choice of whether or not you were to join Judgment, in the meantime I could help you with the official paperwork if ever you do decide to enter Judgment in order to bypass the official protocols considering the fact that you wouldn't need to be given the normal training for recruits seeing as I know how physically fit you are due to my role as your physical education teacher. Komoe would also inform me from time to time that you're more of a hands-on learner so protocol has already been covered on that field. If you were to ever decide to join Judgment, you will be automatically enlisted, being given your own official Judgment armband by Konori-san personally," explained Yomikawa.
Touma made a nod of thankfulness.
"Thank you, sensei. I appreciate it."
"Oh and by the way," said Uiharu, beginning to get something from his pocket in order to give it to Touma. "You drop this wallet from yesterday while you were going on your way. I and my friends managed to find about you because of this wallet that has your student ID."
"Wait what?!," said Touma, sporting a look of concern, taking the wallet from Uiharu 's right hand, which then lead to him checking for what was inside the wallet. And it turns out that it was true. There was an ID in this wallet that has his picture and other available information that was present from said ID,
Touma could only blink at this. What was a wallet like this doing on the floor? As far as he recalls, he never really lost a wallet that day. In fact, all of his wallets were either inside his bigger-on-the-inside pocket or somewhere in his apartment. Or maybe...
"..."
He would begin to sport an exasperated look, tinge in a knowing smile, beginning to realize on who was now responsible for this current predicament.
"Oh, Doctor. Never change."
Joseph's Coffee and Restaurant. A restaurant that serves coffee, desserts, and other meals. This establishment seems to be a significant place for all types of people to meet whether if it was just your ordinary average students having a good time, or your simple staff requesting a meal, or people from shady backgrounds and connections gathering around for a presumed meeting of subtlety.
It was around 12:24 p.m.
Touma Kamijou had been given an early leave from school as a simple request that he made to his homeroom teacher due to the following conversation that took place. Komoe agreed, but only with the condition that he were to submit the assignments that she would now give to him as a substitute for the lessons that he would skip for the rest of the day. Touma agreed to it wholeheartedly, giving his thanks to his homeroom teacher.
As of this present moment, he was simply seated on one of the tables of the restaurant, having a simple cup of coffee from the table. He was simply waiting for two of his old friends to arrive. Friends that he had made in his years of adventure. Friends that had a certain line of work that is not meant for the faint of heart. In the meantime, he was contemplating on what had happened so far, sporting a concerned expression, tinge in the grave. So many choices. So many probabilities. The future remains completely unknown. He needs to make a choice. And with that comes the consequences of said choice.
He was now lifting his cup, sipping the coffee that was in his mouth, tasting the liquid that was a mixture of honey, sugar, and almond, sporting a smile on his face as he begins to breathe in the smell and exhale it with satisfaction.
"Hey, boss!"
Touma begins to look up from his cup and sees two people in black suits coming near towards him. One of them has unruly blonde hair while the other has normal black hair. He would begin to smile in recognition as he begins to wave at the two young men who are now coming towards them.
"Hey, Hamazura, Haoyi, over here!"
Agent Shiage Hamazura. Agent Jiang Haoyi. Secret agents of an organization that was dedicated to the protection of the Known and Unknown Multiverse.
The SCP Foundation. Secure. Contain. Protect.
The two agents made their introductions by doing a couple of fist bumps and sideways claps in an act of camaraderie, saying their greetings, with the two agents finally siting down from the other side of the table, with Agent Hamazura calling out for the waiter in order to get a few orders. The waiter went towards them in haste and begins to ask on what type of order that they want to have. Agent Hamazura would say that he would have what Touma was having while Haoyi would order a cappuccino. The waiter would begin to list down the orders, giving the estimated time for the orders to be ready, and begins to make haste towards the counter.
In the meantime, while the two agents were all waiting for their order, Agent Hamazura would begin to speak first, sporting a curious expression.
"...So, boss. Why exactly did you call us out to this restaurant at this point in time?"
Touma would begin to sport a serious expression on his face.
"Hamazura, did you remember all of those graviton bombings that had happened a few days ago?"
"..."
Agent Hamazura, along with his partner agent, begin to sport grave expressions on their faces, looking towards each other and then back at Touma.
"Yeah, boss," Agent Hamazura confirmed with a nod. "I remember it as clear as day. I doubt anyone else in this city could ever forget about those incidents even if they tried since it hasn't been more than a few days since it happened. As far as I've heard, the culprit behind said bombings is now brought under custody from the authorities with a little assistance from the Railgun - the 3rd Rank Esper of Academy City. I also heard that said culprit is now going to be under permanent custody for a while in order to get some form of needed rehabilitation as it were. Why do you ask, boss? Did something came up?"
"Well...," Touma begins to look from the side before turning back towards Agent Hamazura and Agent Haoyi. "Let's just say that my current predicament is connected somewhat to the graviton bombings seeing as I was involved in stopping the last graviton bombing which was in Seventh Mist."
"Oh, that one. I and partner had actually heard about that from many of our fellow undercover agents who were present on the scene. You saved a lot of lives back there. Still playing the hero as usual I see," said Agent Haoyi, sporting a smile.
"Well, I was just at the right place at the right time. Just a coincidence really," Touma said with slight good humor before suddenly turning serious. "However, it's because of said incident that had made two Judgment Officers come to my school in order to recruit me to being a member of Judgment."
"Wait, what?!" said the two agents at the same time, sporting a look of alarming concern.
"The hell! Boss, what the hell happened this time while we we're on duty?!," asked Agent Hamazura, sporting a look of alarming concern on his best friend.
And so, Touma Kamijou begins to explain to Agent Hamazura and Agent Haoyi of what had now transpired since yesterday which had then lead the events of today. Needless to say, the two agents were completely speechless by the end of the tale. And with that, their order had now finally arrive as the waiter begins to place the two cups one by one from the table, saying "Please enjoy the meal", making a polite bow before leaving.
"Well, shit. The Doctor huh," said Agent Haoyi, sporting an exasperated look on his face as he was drinking his cappuccino. "Why the hell would he do this kind of stunt? Because as far as I recall of the old man, he barely does anything this drastic without at least a valid reason which would usually involve some form of plan to save the world or some shit like that which would honestly not be surprising at this point now that I think about it."
"That's honestly what I like to know as well really as I have yet to contact him from my phone, but I can't exactly call him at the moment since the line said that he was busy with something. Probably out saving a civilization from some eldritch horror or something. You know how he lives his life all the time," said Touma, sipping his own coffee.
"Hmmm...," Agent Hamazura begins to sport a pondering expression. "Maybe...and this is just conjecture on my part, but I think that the reason that the Doctor did what he did is because he wanted you to be acquainted with the Railgun and her other three friends."
"..."
Touma begins to stop sipping his coffee, looking straight towards Agent Hamazura with a serious face.
Now that he thought about it, he suppose that were the case. But the question now would be as to why. Why would the Doctor want him to get closer to Mikoto Misaka and her three friends? Are they in any type of danger? Or is it something as simple as getting acquainted with them in anticipation of something from the unknown future? Whatever the case, this would seem to be an important task that was now given to him. All the more reason to think about this carefully.
"By the way, Kamijou," Agent Haoyi sported a raised eyebrow. "Have you told this recent predicament of yours to your Angels yet? Knowing them, they're going to worry about this to the utmost extreme," he said, before shaking his head in grimace. "No, even more than that, they're going to be pissed if they as much as find out about any of this. Even more so with regards to one of them as you, I, my partner, and many others would all know by now that she and the Railgun have some form of rivalry going on, one that seems very intense which would seriously be understating it due to some factors that only a few people would know of. If she as much as find out about this..."
"(Sigh)," Touma begins to sigh heavily, pinching his eyes out, knowing how sometimes extreme his three best friends could be. "That's why I am asking for both of your help, Haoyi, Hamazura. I'm going to need a little type of intervention for those three as they are going to point out a couple of reasons as to why I can't join Judgment. All of them are valid of course, but even so," Touma begins to sport a serious look on his face. "You should have seen that look that Kazari-san and Konori-san sported. A hopeful look. One that was very sincere. They really want me to be a part of Judgment in order to better help this city. I can't just suddenly turn this offer down without thinking. That and the Doctor wanted me to be close to Biribiri and her friends due to some reason that only he knows. What those reasons are, we could now somewhat tell. He wants me close to them. When I look at them, I see your average middle school girls. Normal people in a world full of espers. I have the feeling that the reason why the Doctor wants me to be close to them is that he wanted me to be taught the value of normalcy from the perspective of the ordinary citizen as a way of keeping me grounded and firm to my roots. If this was the reason, then all the more reason for me to think of this clearly."
"And we will be here to help you with this, boss. Us and many others. You could be assured of that," said Agent Hamazura, sipping his coffee. "Speaking of which, I heard that your wife is going to visit you at your apartment sometime this evening as she has free time from her duties as a Witch and her duties as a student of St. Lucia Academy. Maybe you should talk to her about this as well considering that she is usually the one who keeps your Unwanted Harem of the Known and Unknown Multiverse completely in line. Not even your Angels could do anything about it if she as much as put her foot down. I gotta say, your wife can be downright intimidating when she wants to be."
Touma begins to sport a look of realization.
"Oh right, Rika is coming to my apartment this evening. You're right, Hamazura. I should tell her about this."
It was nearly the time of evening. Exactly 5:30 p.m.
Touma Kamijou had managed to come home to his apartment much earlier due to anticipating his wife coming to his dorm room. He had managed to tidy up said room with an ultra advanced cleaning broom, vacuum cleaner, and other cleaning appliances in order to get all of the unnecessary dust and mess away, wanting everything to be as tight and clean as possible in anticipation for his special lady.
As of this moment in time, after taking a well needed shower and wore new squeaky clean clothing, he was now siting on his mattress as a moment of respite from said housecleaning, holding a remote which triggers the channels of an advanced view screen from the wall which has the channels of not just his universe, but of several other universes. He was now watching the latest news on INN where a live coverage of President John Connor's speech on the Judgment Day Memorial which is now being watched by multiple peoples throughout the multiverse, with multiple advanced cameras on the ready from the press. President John Connor was now standing on a platform alongside his wife, First Lady, and a member of the Angelus Race, Lady Griselda, who was sporting a simple beautiful smile, waving to the crowds with grace, which awes and inspires the audience.
President John Connor: "My fellow citizens of the multiverse. On this very memorial stands as a firm reminder of why there is a need to further the cause for peace and to take great amount of care and responsibility for the inventions that we make for the betterment of tomorrow. For on this very spot is a reminder to the multiverse that in many countless timelines, 3 billion people had died to a nuclear holocaust that was made by an invention of our own making that had turned against us due to numerous unfortunate factors that would be too long to list and shorten out. What this memorial stands for is a daily reminder of our responsibility for the future of cybertechnology, and with that, the future of cyberwarfare. We must not let the past mistakes be repeated once again but rather learned from it, moving forward with the hopes and dreams of the children of the new generations that they may not carry the marks of war just as we of the previous generation have carried. We must take these past lessons to heart so that the next generations would not have to suffer the same burdens and mistakes as we had. This is a moment of truth. This is a moment of clarity. One that we cannot forget. One that we will not forget."
Audience: (cheers from the background).
Touma could only sport a smile on his face as hears his second brother's latest speech.
"Way to go, John-niisan."
As he commented with praise on his second brother's latest speech, a familiar voice that was most dear begins to be heard from both of his ears which were likened to the harmonious sound of music.
"As expected of John-niisama, he always was a master of words and wisdom, just like my dear husband."
Touma begins to slowly turn to his right, seeing a blue haired woman from his sight who was seated alongside him, sporting a warm smile on her face. Her physical appearance was that of 16 years old high school student but is actually far older in a mental sense. Instead of her usual St. Lucia Academy school uniform or her Gothic Lolita clothing as part of her usual wardrobe as the Witch of Miracles, she was wearing a white blouse, with a red bowtie, a yellow apron sporting red lines, a long light brown skirt that touches the knees, white socks, and black shoes.
"Hello, dear," said Rika Kamijou née Furude, making a warm smile with her eyes closed. "How was your day today?"
Touma could not say a word. He just remained silent. He was simply mesmerized at the woman who was before him. The awareness of the woman before him would make him take immediate action as he begins to press the mute function of the remote, putting the sounds of the view screen on mute. He begins to stand up from his seat in order to put the remote at the study table that was nearby. After having done so, he begins to turn back towards Rika who was simply watching him, flashing him with such a warm welcoming smile that would make his heart flutter like butterflies even after all these years. He begins to head towards Rika, eventually kneeling down towards her, giving her a soft gentle hug, with Touma lying his head down on Rika's breast, with Rika patting his spiky head with her gentle hand.
The scene that pulled the strings of the hearts of the two lovers of space-time had lasted for more than five minutes at most as Touma was simply not letting go of Rika, still in his preferred hugging position. Rika was simply sporting a gentle smile on her face, still touching the unnatural spiky hair of her husband.
"Dear, it's been about five minutes or so since you are hugging me in that position. Why don't you let go for a while so that you could hug me at a much better position?"
"I don't wanna," said Touma, in an almost pouting tone.
"Hmhmmm," Rika laughed softly. "Geez, I'm not going anywhere for the time being, dear. I'm staying here for the moment, remember. And besides, I'm going to need you to let go now so that I could at least make dinner for us to eat.
Touma would begin to raise his head towards Rika, with his eyes looking at hers, sporting a sad hesitant look, speaking in a sad tone.
"You can't exactly blame me for this, honey. I haven't been able to hug you for days. We we're both too busy about our given duties and responsibilities back in our own respective multiverses. I just want to savor this moment as much as I can."
"Hmhmmm," Rika laughed softly once more while beginning to pat her husband on the head. "Dear, you're making it sound like that I would somehow disappear all of a sudden from your life. You and I both know that won't happen due to many reasons. Our love would be an obvious example. Another obvious example would be my master as she has blessed are eternal marriage to one another. She of all people would not allow that to happen as that would make her look bad as it were which is just one main part of the reason. There are many others but it would be but an effort of patience to the extreme in order to name them all without just sleeping from the tale."
Touma begins to sport a hesitant expression before eventually relenting with a heavy sigh.
"(Sigh). I suppose that you have a point. Still doesn't make me any less afraid though."
"And I would be here to hear your given lofty complaints and plights, anata (dear)," said Rika, speaking in a warm understanding tone. "Such as the fact that you are asked to join Judgment by the two Judgment Officers correct?"
Touma begins to sport a surprised expression on his face.
"H-H-How did-,"
"How did I know? Simple. A gray cardinal bird told me of your predicament," said Rika, sporting a humorous smile.
"Oh, Hamazura," said Touma, with a realized expression. "Well that figures."
And so, Touma begins to reluctantly let go of his embrace and begins to stand up, gently taking his wife's right hand in order to raise her up. Rika thanks her husband with a kiss on the left cheek, saying "Thank you," beginning to head towards the kitchen in order to prepare the dinner.
After seeing his wife go to the kitchen, Touma begins to head towards his study table, brining out the necessary papers for the printer, his advance laptop, and other necessary supplies in order to do his assignments that were assigned to him by his homeroom teacher.
After more than a hour had passed, the meal was now ready and is now prepared from the table. Many varieties of foods were present. Sushi, tempura, miso soup, and many others. Rika begins to call her husband, telling him that dinner is ready. Touma responded "Alright, honey.", typing from his laptop the finishing touches of one of his assignments which deals with a report on Personal Reality with it's affects on the human mind. After which, he begins to stand up from his office chair, heading towards the dinner table, smelling the scent and seeing the varieties of delicacies that were present on the table. Touma could only smile as he begins to sit down in a proper manner, saying the traditional words before meals "Itadakimasu", before starting to dig in to his heart's content.
Touma and Rika were now enjoying their meals. The former was now speaking to his wife of everything that he had been through for the past few days. His involvement in the graviton bombings. His meeting with Mikoto Misaka and her three friends. Being asked by one of Mikoto's friends and another young woman who were both officers of Judgment on being offered a job in Judgment. The involvement of his second father in his current predicament. His conversations with Agent Hamazura and Agent Haoyi. His own clean up of the house before her arrival. Rika would only smile, enjoying her meals, listening eagerly on her husbands stories.
"Hmhmm," Rika softly laughs, making a smile. "Dear, it would appear that you have had a lot of adventures since I was busy. And so, what exactly has been your decision with regards to being drafted into Judgment?"
"Still thinking about it honey," said Touma, eating a sushi. "I haven't really decided yet but a feeling in my heart has been leaning more to a much positive answer. The Doctor seemed to want me to be close to Biribiri and her other friends in order to keep me grounded as it were and in order to make me remember what it meant to be ordinary in order to keep me humble in self-knowledge. When I think about the offer that was made, I realized that this city does need someone like me to be there considering the possible dangers that Uiharu-san had pointed out to me. However, I am also aware of the possible dangers of joining Judgment. My enemies would no doubt be made aware. And many of them would no doubt use this to their advantage. Either way, there are risks involve whether or not I should join Judgment which is why I need to think about this very carefully while also needing to ask for advice for some people here and there in order to make a good decision."
Rika could only smile at the much thoughtful pondering that her husband has been doing while she was away.
"Well, dear, in my case, I am neutral to whatever choice that you would make, resigning myself to a supporting position of whatever choice you make in order to give you proper clarity and discernment of the mind. I would agree, there are risks involved whether or not you join Judgment which is why I would allow you alone to ultimately make the decision without any interference on my part as I want you to make a full conscious decision. You have made wise decisions before, dear, I know that you would do so once more. After all, you are the Man Who Makes Miracles and Certainties Possible."
Touma could only smile at his wife while eating a salad.
"Thanks, honey. I appreciate the support. Either way, I'm also going to need to talk with Shinichi-san, Kyon-san, Sota-san, and Lelouch-san about this after the meal. I would also need to call our other club members, Hamazura, Haoyi, and Councilman Max Walker as they also need to be a part of this conversation."
After finishing the meal, Touma Kamijou and Rika Kamijou were now seated together in the mattress, with the latter simply laying her head down on the former, sporting a smile of satisfaction on her face, while the former was using his cellphone in order to make contact with a few of his second brother's, his childhood best friends of the Club, the two agents, and an O5 Council Member. He begins pressing a few buttons. A ring tone begins to be heard which lasted for a few seconds.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
After the few seconds, eight holograms begin to appear from the front.
Four men. Second brothers of Touma Kamijou.
A young boy, with the apparent appearance of a child but with the mind of a high school detective, who has dark brown hair which mostly hangs downwards just above his blue eyes, but there are also a few strands that stick up at the front and back of his head. He wears a pair of glasses that belonged to his father, becoming a significant trademark of his identity. His outfit consists of a blue blazer with a single button, with a red bowtie, and a light brown trenchcoat that accompanies it, a pair of shorts, red trainers, and white socks.
Conan Edogawa - Shinichi Kudo - Night Baron II.
A young man with brown eyes, who wears the standard uniform of North High which is composed of a red tie, blue jacket, white shirt, gray pants, and brown shoes.
Kyon - Gunslinger.
A young man that has the looks of an average young man in high school with straight brown hair that reaches down to his neck and amber brown eyes who was wearing his standard school uniform which is composed of a red tie, blue jacket, white shirt, gray pants, and brown shoes.
Sota Mizushino - Kamen Rider Decade.
A young man who has a very tall stature and handsome features, with black hair and violet eyes which he inherited from his mother, who was physically fit, having hidden muscles that are hidden on his person and appears rather thin. He wears the standard uniform of Ashford Academy which is composed of black trousers, white long sleeved shirt, black shoes, and a black jacket (or gakuran) with gold trims and linings which is accompanied with the Ashford logo on the neck.
Lelouch Lamperouge - Lelouch vi Britannia - Zero.
Three men. One old man who is seated on a black office chair. Two young men who are standing alongside him. All of them wear wearing black business suits. All of their clothes including the jacket, pants, underwear, ties, socks, and leather shoes are all black, while the dress shirts are white.
Agent Shiage Hamazura - Agent of the SCP Foundation.
Agent Jiang Haoyi - Agent of the SCP Foundation.
Councilman Walker - O5 Council Member of the SCP Foundation.
Two young men. Five young women. Childhood friends of Touma Kamijou and Rika Kamijou. Fellow members of the Club. Most of whom were wearing regular clothing.
A young man with brown hair and blue eyes.
Keiichi Maebara.
A young man with blond hair and usually red-violet eyes.
Satoshi Hōjō.
A young woman with long, mint green hair and turquoise eyes. Her bangs part in the middle, and she ties her hair into a ponytail. She has a trim figure and a large bust.
Mion Sonozaki.
A young woman with short brunt orange hair in an angled cut with long sides and her fringe parts on the left of her forehead. Her eyes are lavender blue and droop at the ends.
Rena Ryūgū.
A young woman with long, mint green hair and turquoise eyes. She leaves her hair down and has a sunshine yellow ribbon tied on the back of her head.
Shion Sonozaki.
A young woman with short blonde hair, with a black headband that is worn around the head, and rose eyes.
Satoko Hōjō - The Witch of Certainty - The Next Witch of Certainty.
A young woman with lavender hair, dark violet eyes, and a pair of dark purple horns on her head (the left one is chipped slightly). She wears an outfit reminiscent of one worn by a Shinto shrine maiden, with red hakama (long, split trousers), a white haori (kimono jacket), and a pair of long, pink furisode-like sleeves.
Hanyu Furude - Oyashiro-sama.
Many of the mentioned above were sporting surprised expressions as they see many of their friends gathered throughout the room.
"Eh! Touma! Rika! Everyone!," Satoko said in surprise, looking back and forth, noticing all of the people who are now gathered around the room.
"Hi, Satoko, everyone," said Rika, lifting her head from her husband's shoulder, making a smile as she sees her best friend and fellow Witch.
"Mr. Kamijou," said Councilman Walker, raising an eyebrow as he examines his surroundings. "I would assume that you called all of us here because of the situation that my two agents right beside me had told me about?"
"Hmm?," Most of the gathered sported curious and concerned expressions, turning towards Touma.
"What does he mean by that, Touma-san?," asked Sota, sporting a concerned expression.
"Well...,"
And so, Touma begins to once again explain his current predicament, with the given summary being that thanks to the Doctor, along with a few factors, he is now officially being recruited to Judgment. By the end of the tale, many were sporting expressions that ranged from concern to alarm.
"(Sigh). Ugh, of course the Doctor would put you through something like this as part of some lesson regarding normalcy. That's just so like him to do this," said Kyon, making a facepalm at his best friend's predicament.
"Wow, Touma-san. You seem to be having a more interesting time than I have on my end," said Conan, sporting a look of concern.
"Tell me about it," said Touma, making a sigh of resignation while his wife was patting him gently from the back.
"Heeeh," Shion sported a look of concern and intrigue at her fellow club member. "Touma-chan is finally being recognized by the authorities of his world for his heroic deeds. I didn't think that this day would finally come."
"Hmm," Mion sported a look of concern at her fellow club member. "Touma-chan, have you made any decision on that offer they gave you?"
"As I told Rika before, Mion-san, I'm still thinking about it," said Touma, making a simple smile towards the club president, tinge in worry.
Sota begins to look towards their resident strategist. "What do you honestly think about this, Lelouch?"
"Hmm," Lelouch begins to sport a pondering expression, with his thumb placed to his chin. "Truth be told, Sota-kun, I'm not really surprised in the least that this happened as I can see the reasons as to why the Doctor would plan for something like this. Aside from the fact that this would provide our best friend with some form of downtime considering his very misfortunate lot in life that we all got to see and experience first hand, there is also the fact that he's going to need more friends and allies in his own world besides the Angels and a few others. We need to consider the possibility that we won't always be around to help him out whenever he's in a tight spot considering our own problems that we have to deal with on our own worlds such as myself as I and a few others are making the necessary preparations against Britannia as of this very moment. As a matter of fact, joining this organization could prove to be of use to our best friend as he can use his connection to Judgment in order to expand upon his horizon in saving people, making other connections with other potential friends and allies, and gathering information that is normally withheld to the public eye. On the other hand, there's also the risks that were already mentioned. The city that our best friend lives in is crawling with these leeches and parasites that are just sticking to the shadows beyond the shadows. I could unfortunately foresee the possibility that the Railgun, her friends, and many members of Judgment might eventually become a moving target practice for even associating or getting acquainted with you."
"(Sigh). That's honestly what I'm afraid of," said Touma, sporting a grave expression.
"Um...," Agent Hamazura begins to raise his hand. "There's just one problem, Lelouch. I, my partner, and the rest of the Foundation personnel are stationed in Academy City in the first place in order to keep said enemies from doing whatever the hell they pleased. We're not going to let any of that happen."
"I know that, Hamazura. However," Lelouch sported a grave concern. "We must also consider the possibility that the Foundation may not also be around all the time to assist Touma-kun as there might be some things that said leeches and parasites could exploit on their end."
"Lelouch is right, Agent Hamazura," said Councilman Walker, sporting a grave expression. "The SCP Foundation is many countless things. We are everywhere and everywhen but that alone does not make us truly omnipresent. No organization is omnipresent even though it may seemed to be the case sometimes. The Foundation has certain limits even though that's on the very extreme high-end of the scale. We need to wisely consider every single form of probability that exist and unexist. Considering probabilities is one of the reasons why the Foundation has survived for this long," Councilman Walker begins to look towards Touma. "Speaking of which, Mr. Kamijou, have you told the Angels about your current predicament yet?
"Not yet sir," answered Touma, sporting a concerned expression. "I was actually going to contact them right after you and everyone else decided to appear as I would need all of your help in dealing with those three. I was thinking that I need a certain type of intervention that needs to be done regarding them considering my current predicament."
"Intervention, huh," said Councilman Walker, raising an eyebrow, making a subtle smile. "Well, your concerns are not really that unfounded. Those girls were one of the best intelligence agents that the Foundation had ever had. But at the end of the day, it is also needed to be recognized and reminded that those three are still teenagers. Teenagers with issues due to their upbringing and lot in life which is to be expected really. In any case, do you want me to call for them now?"
"Yes, sir. The sooner the better," said Touma, sporting a steeled look of resolve.
Councilman Walker gave a nod, beginning to press a button from the right armrest of his office chair which activated a line between him and an Operator.
"Alison, this is Councilman Walker. I need you to make contact with Kamijou's Angels as they are required to attend the meeting that I am now presently taking part in. Their humble opinions are going to be of major enlightenment for one Touma Kamijou as he is also present in this meeting."
"(Static). Acknowledge, sir. Standing by for now as I make contact with the Angels (Static)," said Operator Alison Devoe, as she begins to start contacting the three members of Kamijou's Angels.
A few minutes later, the three expected women of Kamijou's Angels had finally arrive via hologram.
Misaki Shokuhou. She wears the summer uniform of Tokiwadai Middle School, a pair of white gloves and stockings, both adorned with laces. She is also seen holding a shoulder bag with a star adorned on the middle. Her eyes are also gold colored, however, one notable feature of her eyes is that they have star designs on them. Literally, she is a starry-eyed girl. She claims that she was born that way, much to the curiosity and irritation of many. Due to all of this, she is known as a very elegant lady of Tokiwadai Middle School, earning the alias "The Queen". She was also known as one of the 7 Level 5 Espers of Academy City. Her ability is known as the Mental Out, capable of manipulating the human mind through the use of remotes.
Seria Kumokawa. She wears the summer uniform of A Certain High School. She is known as "Beauty-senpai" to many in A Certain High School due to her attractive looks which feature shoulder-length black hair, fringe tied back, and a fine body with an exceedingly ample bosom.
Ayu Mitsuari. She wears the summer uniform of Tokiwadai Middle School. She has long, wavy, chocolate-colored hair, apparently as fluffy as cotton candy. She has smaller breasts than Shokuhou Misaki but apparently has more beautiful legs than her, more than just long and slender. Her esper rank is Level 3 and her ability is known as Mental Stinger, a very similar ability to Mental Out, with the only given difference being the use of smartphones instead of remotes.
All of them were sporting pleased, excited, and ecstatic expressions.
When they first heard from Operator Alison Devoe that Councilman Walker needed them to attend a meeting that he was attending via hologram and that their beloved hero was asking for them to come in order to provide their humble opinions, they didn't waste a single second and immediately complied with interest. They were honestly wondering why was their beloved hero calling them at this moment in time. When they look at their surroundings, it would seem that they and Councilman Walker were not the only ones in the meeting. Their beloved savior's wife, second brothers, and childhood friends were there. Agent Hamazura and Agent Haoyi were also there standing beside Councilman Walker who was sporting a nod of satisfaction at their on-time arrival.
"Hello, my Prince," said Misaki, placing her both of her hands together, closing her eyes while maintaining her bright smile. "I heard that you wanted my opinion for this meeting that you and Councilman Walker are attending as of this moment. Know that I'm more than willing to provide for whatever troubles you."
"Excuse me, goldilocks?," said Seria, as she and Ayu were sporting annoyed expressions at their (self-proclaimed and yet true) leader, with the former crossing her arms while the latter was putting her hands to her waist. "Do I need to remind you that my dear kouhai called for all three of us, not just you?"
"..." Misaki sported an annoyed expression due to the fact that Seria was right, speaking in a hesitant tone of annoyance. "Fair enough, old hag. But that only makes it the point that one of us here is more than enough to provide for an opinion."
"Are you seriously suggesting that our opinions don't matter at all, queen bee?," asked Ayu, sporting an annoyed expression.
"I'm not suggesting anything of the sort, Mitsuari-san," said Misaki, speaking in an elegant business-like tone. "I'm simply saying that one of us is more than enough to provide for an opinion and that having all three of us here to give each other's opinion could only result to all three of us to inevitably clash due to slight differences in our approach."
"Hmph, you have a point there, Miss Starry Eyes. But then, that only proves the fact that one of our opinions is bound to be perfectly legitimate and adaptable to my dear kouhai while the others have certain flaws that could only prove to be a hindrance to him." said Seria, sporting a subtle smile.
"..." Both Misaki and Ayu begin to sport extremely annoyed expressions at Seria.
"Ah-Ahahahaha...," Touma begins to laugh in exasperation, sporting a sweatdropped expression due to his three best friends going at it again.
"...Well, they're at it again, as usual," said Agent Haoyi, as he and his partner were watching the scene with expected expressions and raised eyebrows, not surprised in the least that this happened.
"Ahem," Councilman Walker coughed slightly, which made the three women stop their argument as they look towards him. "Ladies, if we could please go back to the reason as to why I called the three of you here, that would be of help considering that Mr. Kamijou is having a current dilemma that needs to be addressed as soon as possible."
"Dilemma?," said Misaki, as she, Seria, and Ayu sported looks of concern towards Touma who was sporting a serious expression.
"Yeah, about that..."
And so, Touma begins to explain his current predicament to them, giving them the same summary that he told a short while ago. By the end of the tale, they were sporting expressions that range from alarm, irritation, and annoyance.
"Ugh. That old man," said Seria, putting her right hand to her head as she scratches it in irritation. "I swear, he could be a gigantic pain in the ass sometimes."
"And if it wasn't bad enough, he had to involve that girl into his plan. Geez!, Just what the hell was he thinking at this point?!" said Misaki, sporting a look of exasperation and annoyance.
"(Sigh)," Ayu could only sigh in resignation due to her familiarity of the Doctor and his unorthodox plans within plans. "Honestly, I'm not surprised that the Doctor would plan for this. Truth be told, I can see why he would want for Touma-san to get close to Misaka-san, Shirai-san, and their two other friends. Considering all that he's been through, a simple taste of normality is definitely needed."
"Mitsuari-san, surely you're not seriously going to support this idea are you?," asked Misaki, as she and Seria were sporting exasperated expressions.
"(Sigh). Believe me, queen bee, I know the potential risks that are involve when Touma-san joins Judgment. But," Ayu looks towards Touma with a slight loving smile. "I have a feeling that even if we three would try to disagree on this, Touma-san is still going to choose on the much more positive answer due to his rather heroic naïve nature. After all, that same nature had charmed and saved the three of us, which led to us falling for him in turn and we wouldn't want it to change. Not in this lifetime or the next."
"Ayu..." said Touma, sporting widened eyes at Ayu for the praise that was given to him.
"..."
As much as Misaki and Seria hated to admit, Ayu has a point. Even if they were to provide to Touma many valid reasons on how he should not join Judgment, there's also the fact that firstly, Touma is too much of a kind hearted soul in nature to turn down such a sincere request for help and secondly, they have to acknowledge the fact that there are also risks if he does not join Judgment. Their beloved hero would need more friends and allies in their universe. They begrudgingly admit that they wouldn't always be around to rescue him from some form of predicament, no matter how much they want too. Too many unknown factors. Too many players. Their beloved hero is going to need all the help that he could get in a world that seems engulfed in shadows in the light.
"Hmhmmmm," Many of those present in the room such as the Club Members (minus Satoko who was just sporting an annoyed expression, with her hands to her waist, raising an eyebrow of irritation, and Rika who was just sporting an exasperated smile, sighing heavily, side commenting on her husband's rare good fortune when it comes to women), Agent Hamazura, and Agent Haoyi begin to softly laugh at Touma's predicament and luck when it comes to women which is now being shown once again for all to see for their own entertainment.
"The Multiverse Harem King Protagonist get's all the girls. Again," said Sota, in a tone of good humor.
"Classical element of harem clichés in our side of the Known and Unknown Multiverse," said Kyon, in a tone of good humor.
"Now, here comes the inevitable part where us guys all just sit back and laugh." said Lelouch, in a tone of good humor.
"Ready." said Conan, in a tone of good humor, looking towards his best friends.
"Ready." The rest said eagerly while looking towards each other, commencing the laugh that has become a somewhat common occurrence among second brothers, best friends, and true men.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"(Nerve twitching)," Touma was just sporting an annoyed expression, pinching his eyes in exasperation, due to sometimes hearing that running gag whenever he was surrounded with the women that he unintentionally charmed over the years due to his heroic naïve nature. "Ha ha. Real mature guys. Real mature. Like you're the ones to talk considering the fact that you basically have the same predicament as me."
"S-Sorry, Touma-san," said Conan, trying his best to apologize sincerely, knowing that he had a good point, but fails somewhat due to his continued laughter.
The laughter lasted for a few moments before it eventually subsided, much to Touma's relief as he begins to speak once more.
"Anyway, before our conversation got derailed due to the four certain idiots," Touma looks towards his second brothers as they look towards the side, sporting innocent expressions. "Considering the potential risks that are involved on whether or not I join Judgment, either way, my heart has been leaning towards a much more positive answer."
"Why?," asked Misaki, sporting a curious and concerned expression.
"Simply put, I want to help. I want to help this city. I can't just sit in the shadows forever while knowing that the Dark Side and our enemies are out there doing whatever the hell they like. Sure, there's people like the Foundation who handle such things, but even so," Touma begins to look towards his right hand, clenching it while examining it with narrowed eyes of resolve. "I want to do my part as well. Everyone is giving everything they got in order to make this city a much more better place. I should do so as well. People need to be given a reason to dream. People need to be given a reason to hope. People need to be given a reason to smile. When I look at Biribiri and her friends, I see what I am fighting for. The chance and foretaste for a normal life free from danger and conflict. Whether danger or conflict seemed inevitable no matter what I do because reasons doesn't matter to me. Besides, I like making new friends. I've already met with Biribiri several months ago so either way, she's a moving target whether or not I join Judgment. Better if I stick by her side than not to."
Everyone who was present throughout the room couldn't help but smile at the simple speech. Misaki, Seria, and Ayu could only sport understanding smiles, resigned to their beloved hero's decision.
"Geez, when you say it like that, my Prince, I could not help but agree to this," said Misaki, sporting a smile.
"(Sigh). Alright, fine. You can join Judgment, however," said Seria, speaking in a tone of resignation before speaking in a tone of emphasis, with three raised fingers. "I have three conditions."
"Name it," said Touma, sporting a serious expression.
"Firstly, I and the rest of my teammates will check up on you from time to time in secret. I can't have my little kouhai get into trouble without us knowing about it. Secondly, when something does happen that requires our expertise and assistance, do not hesitate in asking us for help. and thirdly..."
At that point, Seria begins to sport a subtle smile, one that was noticed by Touma (who had a bad feeling, anticipating the condition in an attitude of surrender), Rika (who had an exasperated face, full of resignation, before eventually fixing her posture to a more refined tone that befits her status), Satoko (who was sporting an annoyed expression), and a few others such as Touma's fellow main companions, Agent Hamazura, and Agent Haoyi, and Councilman Walker (who was sporting a subtle smile).
"I and the rest of my teammates will escort you to your new work place," Seria looks towards Rika. "That is if Mrs. Kamijou doesn't have any problems with this condition."
"I do not see a problem with it," said Rika, speaking in a dignified tone, sporting a simple smile. "As a matter of fact, it would be wonderful of my husband to spend time with his friends. However..."
At that moment, Rika's entire body seemed to leak of dark blueish miasma which seems visible, denoting an intimidating part of her nature. The room suddenly went from warm to cold as swift as the wind, with most of everyone such as the main companions, the club members, the three women of Kamijou's Angels (especially), and the two Agents of the Foundation were beginning to sweat and gulp in fear due to the subtle intimidation factor that seemed to turn as cold as ice. Rika's entire demeanor was that of a simple smile, with her eyes completely close. It was a smile that seem very cold. If someone could look into that smile, it also seems like it would freeze that someone to instant death.
"Don't think for one second that means that some of your antics would be tolerated in my absence, Kumokawa-san. I would know exactly what you would do to my husband due to my connection to him no matter how far I am. Same goes for the two of you," Rika turns towards Misaki and Ayu who were now sporting fearful breezing expressions as they held on to each other. "If I as much as hear and feel that you are troubling my husband in any way, then surely you know what the duty of a wife such as myself would entail me to do upon the three of you. I hope that we could understand each other most clearly on this delicate topic."
Misaki, Seria, and Ayu could only respond with a vehement nod of succession, not having the audacity to piss off an actual Witch. Councilman Walker could only shake his head at this very cold situation, thinking to himself on how Touma had chosen such a fine woman for a wife. Satoko could only remain silent, sporting a look of fear, gulping from the mouth, not having the audacity to piss Rika off when she was in this state due to seeing it from time to time when it comes to Touma. Touma could only sport a slight fearful and concerned expression due to the intensity that was being felt around his wife. Even after all these years, he thought, his wife still terrifies him from time to time.
At that moment, the cold atmosphere suddenly turned warm again, with Rika opening her eyes of warmth once again, sporting a simple bright smile, with the dark bluish miasma finally dispersing as swift as the wind.
"Wonderful. I'm glad that we could all understand each other on that front. Isn't that nice of them, anata (dear)?" said Rika, turning towards her husband.
"(Nod)," Touma made a nod, while recalling a note to himself that he had made years ago on never to anger his wife, for he may not survive that kind of subtle wrath.
"(Relieved sigh)," most of everyone begins to sigh in relief due to the fact that the cold atmosphere was over.
"I said it before and I'll say it again," muttered Agent Hamazura to his partner who was lending an ear. "Boss's wife is one mean lady."
"Tell me about it," Agent Haoyi agreed.
"In any case," Councilman Walker begins to speak in a business-like tone. "Since Mr. Kamijou has now officially decided to join Judgment, it would now be the tasks of Agent Hamazura, Agent Haoyi, and Kamijou's Angels to be assigned for the mission to assist Mr. Kamijou from the shadows. I'll also be dispatching the MTF-77 Domino Squad in order to assist Mr. Kamijou in his chosen role as a member of Judgment. I and the rest of my fellow council members would need to begin to discuss about this decision that was made by Mr. Kamijou sometime after this meeting. For now, I would say my own congratulations to you, Mr. Kamijou. Know that if there is a situation that truly requires our help, do not hesitate to call us."
Touma made a nod of agreement towards the councilman.
"I will, Councilman. Rest assured on that."
Councilman Walker made a nod of his own, sporting a smile of satisfaction, looking towards everyone in the room.
"Now this would conclude our meeting for tonight. It's time for everyone to get some rest on their end no matter the time differences between universes."
Lelouch made a nod of agreement.
"I suppose that is for the best."
"Awww... And I want to spend more time with my Prince," said Misaki, slightly feeling down, sporting a pouting expression.
"Good luck out there, Touma-san. Rena-chan will always be rooting for you," said Rena, sporting a bright smile.
"Go get them, Touma," said Keiichi, making a thumbs up at his childhood friend. "Show the rest of Judgment and Academy City what a Club Member of Hinamizawa can do."
Touma would begin to smile, with Rika smiling alongside him, looking towards all of his childhood friends of the Club giving their gestures and expressions of support, as he said in a confident tone of resolve.
"Yeah, you got it Keiichi-san. Oh, and Lelouch-san," Touma turns towards Lelouch, sporting a look of concern on his best friend. "Good luck out there with Britannia. If the time comes for the operation to commence, kick their asses for me and for the rest of us."
Lelouch could only smirk in confidence, looking towards his fellow main companions who were also sporting looks of camaraderie and confidence.
"Will do."
At that moment, the holograms begin to suddenly dispersed, leaving the two married couple alone in the room once more.
"Now then," said Rika, in a sultry tone, now beginning to sit at Touma's lap, gently grabbing Touma's face with her hands, caressing it with love. "I believe it's about time that we begin our long overdue break for tonight, don't you think, dear?"
Touma could only begin to smirk at his wife's subtle straightforward method, knowing exactly what his wife was referring too.
"Of course, honey."
And so. the husband and the wife begin to kiss with love and passion, which then intensified as the moments seem to pass on the ticking clock. A very passionate love making between husband and wife that would last to the rest of the night, with no one, not even his next door neighbors, the Tsuchimikado's, would hear due to the installed upgrades in Touma's room such as a sound proof barrier in order to have some needed privacy.
It was 4:30 a.m. in the morning.
Touma Kamijou was now seated on his office chair, reading a special book that he has kept to his very person in all of his very long life since the very early days of adventure.
A Certain Large Multi-Subject Notebook.
A journal that has many countless records and archives. The details contained within are massive; full of information and trivia. One could fit entire libraries' worth of books and it still wouldn't be enough to gauge it's limitless storage. So many subjects. So many topics. So many years of adventure. A journal that was given to him by his second father in order to keep track of his life.
Touma was sporting a simple smile of nostalgia on his face as he reads through the pages, as he sees the various pictures of his second family, friends, and acquaintances of all types, with the many countless events that took place in said pictures, looking back and recalling everything that had happened to him since then. Time had passed by so much for him. It was almost as if it were yesterday.
All the years had passed by, seeing so many countless myths, legends, and wonders come to life, death, and everything in-between with fruition. His life had radically changed, no longer conformed to that of the original script of his life that had once been. Seasons change. Times change. And so must he.
He has walked in the shadows of death so many times. Sometimes, he was alone. Other times, he was with his brothers. His path is an unknown among every single version and take of the man that was known as Touma Kamijou.
Who is Touma Kamijou? Why does he do what he does? Why does he not need a reason that many people have when it comes to lives on the line?
He was a man who tries to save; never kill. He was a man who tries to do the right thing; consequences to himself be damned. He was a man who had become a legend that has become more widespread than how it was originally. A brother; a friend; a hero to many.
He has been through so much more. Facing down gods and mortals. Stuck in an eternal hell that had spread through the script of where his beloved wife came to be. Using nothing but his words and his right hand for most of the time. Powers and abilities were made manifest to him one way or another as the times fly by, growing stronger, faster, and more powerful. His Dragons. The ones who were locked inside a prison dimension that most could not enter. Reading Steiner. An ability that allows him to have certain gut feelings, making himself immune to temporal changes, and many other benefits that accompanies his experiences. And so much more powers and abilities; many of which are still yet to be unlocked.
He recalls an old saying from the Scriptures. From the Book of Ecclesiastes. One of the Ketuvim ("Writings") of the Hebrew Bible and one of the "Wisdom" books of the Christian Old Testament.
There is an appointed time for everything, and a time for every affair under the heavens. A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to uproot the plant. A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to tear down, and a time to build. A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance. A time to scatter stones, and a time to gather them; a time to embrace, and a time to be far from embraces. A time to seek, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away. A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to be silent, and a time to speak. A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
Everything has it's time. Everything has it's place. And this was one of the times and places when and where he would now make the decision. The decision to help and assist. The decision to protect and serve. The decision to create smiles.
As he was turning the pages of his journal, he was suddenly hugged from behind by his beloved wife who was simply sporting a loving smile, speaking in a tone that was no less loving. He couldn't help but smile back, enjoying the embrace of his wife.
They were simply silent. Enjoying one another's company. The many years of their love were made present at the scene. Years that lasted lifetimes. Years that held deep meaning for the both of them. No matter how much time seemed to pass, their love had never waned.
A man from the future and a woman from the past. A man who came from an urban environment while the woman came from the simple countryside. Both had a foretaste of the misfortunes of life. Both had endured it. Both had persevered it. Both of them carry the memories. Both the good and the bad.
A love that was forged in the tribulations of time. An endless loop that swirled and breezed from multiple probable directions. One decision. One choice. The paths were laid out. They choose which to walk. They stumbled. They fell. But they got back up.
"Dear," said Rika, finally breaking the silence, with her chin resting down on her husband's hair. "No matter what happens today, know that I will always be here for you. Whether near or afar, you have my support. Know that if you have some burden that you need to unload, know that I'm here to bring you relief. I know that you will do well in your new job as you have proven yourself so many times that you have done the impossible. It would not be different this time. It is one of your best qualities in fact. One that has inspired many. One that has made my heart soar above."
Touma responded with a smile.
"I know, honey."
At that moment, Touma begins to gently close his journal, putting on his study table. He was now grabbing his phone from his pocket, beginning to dial the number of Mii Konori in order to inform her of the decision that he has now made after much pondering and deliberation, putting on speaker mode for his wife to hear. Rika was simply watching her husband with a smile, removing her chin from her husband's head, now lying towards the right side of his shoulder.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
"Hello?," said Konori, with a subtle tinge of eagerness and excitement due to the fact that she spotted Touma's name from the screen of her phone.
"This is Kamijou Touma," Touma begins to look slightly to Rika who was sporting a supporting smile, before looking back to his phone with a confident smile. "I'm in."
It was now 8:30 a.m.
After fetching Misaki, Seria, and Ayu from their respective places, they were now all standing a few meters in front of one of the office buildings of Judgment 117 Branch.
Touma was looking at the office building with intrigue.
The office building has over five floors. The actual office appears to be located at the second floor.
He was now standing a few meters at the front of this office building with the intention of getting his armband that was prepared to him in advance by Konori. Once he wears the armband, he will eventually become a member of Judgment 73 Branch. The branch that was located in his school which would now become part of his official jurisdiction.
He breathing in and out, preparing himself mentally for his eventual first step into the public eye.
"Well, it's time to go in."
The girls could only sport a sad smile due to his words of resolve.
"Only you, kouhai. Us three would need to go back to Foundation HQ in order to provide a report." said Seria, sporting a sad smile.
Touma could only look towards the girls who were beside him with a raised eyebrow.
"What, you three are not coming with me?"
"No, my Prince," Misaki shakes her head, sporting a sad smile. "Like what the conditions have stated last night, we are here to fetch you to your new work place. But that doesn't mean that we get to come along with you. For one thing, I have a feeling that Misaka-san is present in this building. As you would know, she and I would not tend to get along very well due to a few unfortunate reasons. Secondly, as much as I loathe to admit, I and my fellow teammates coming with you inside this building could only result in possible misunderstandings which could prove to be a hindrance to your first impression. That just won't do at all. Thirdly, I and my fellow teammates would need to provide a report for the O5 Council regarding you. I deeply regret this because I and my fellow teammates want nothing more than to spend time with you."
"..."
Touma could only sport a sad understanding look on his face.
All of Misaki's reasons were valid. Still, that doesn't make it any less sad. But life doesn't always give you what you want. Sometimes, there are things that needed to be given the proper flow and space of time. One should not rush. Otherwise, the dam might just burst due to too much pressure.
"Can I at least get a supporting hug for my three best friends before I get inside?," asked Touma, sporting a sad smile, raising his hands downward, asking for a hug between friends.
The three girls could only look towards him and each other with happy, amused, and excited expressions.
"Of course, Touma-san," said Ayu, sporting a graceful smile on her face.
At that moment, Touma and the girls begin to initiate a hug, one by one, with the first being Seria, the second being Ayu, and the third being Misaki.
"Good luck out there, my Prince," said Misaki, sporting a smile as she slightly let go of her hug towards Touma, gently putting her right glove hand towards Touma's left cheek in order to gently caress it in support. "I know that you would do well out there. Like what Kumokawa-san said before, if you ever need us, don't hesitate to call."
"I will," Touma nodded, sporting a look of resolve. "I promise."
Misaki could sport a beaming smile of satisfaction, reluctantly letting go of her hug towards her beloved hero, turning towards her fellow team members.
"Well girls, it's about time we get going."
Misaki begins to touch her wristwatch, typing a few coordinates from an advance view screen that was present, which then lead to her, Seria (who was sporting a confident smirk, with arms crossed), and Ayu (who was waving slightly at Touma with her right hand, sporting a smile) now teleporting off towards their next destination, vanishing as swift as the wind.
The girls were no longer present. Touma was now presently alone, much to his sadness and understanding.
He begins to breathe in and out once more, sporting a look of resolve as he begins to walk towards the office building, following the signs that point towards the second floor. At the second floor, he found a single door marked with a sign indicating it was the Judgment office that he was looking for. He begins to breathe in and out once more, knocking on the door twice before it eventually opened, revealing Uiharu sporting a beaming smile, speaking in an excited tone.
"Kamijou-san, I'm glad you came," Uiharu begins to take Touma by the hand as she closes the door, leading Touma towards Konori who was waiting for him with a smile, with a Judgment armband in her hands which she would now intend to give to Touma. "Konori-san, Kamijou-san is here in order to get his armband."
"i know, Uiharu-san," said Konori, sporting a smile, beginning to walk towards Touma, with the armband in her right hand. "Kamijou-san, as of this very moment, you are now officially a member of Judgment," Konori begins to raise it towards Touma, who in turn accepted it, immediately putting it on with care. "Know that you will be assigned to your own designated branch which is Judgment 73 Branch. You will also provide assistance to this office as well in order to assist with cases that might require your ability to solve. That and the people who work and visited this office are quite familiar with you," Konori slightly look towards her left, spotting three girls who were seated on the waiting area.
Mikoto Misaka. She was simply sporting a smile, with her arms crossed. Kuroko Shirai. She was sporting a curious expression. Ruiko Saten. She was sporting a warm smile.
Touma couldn't help but smile at the familiar faces. It would appear that things have gotten off to a smooth start so far. He hopes that he could give the best first impressions for them. He was gently holding the armband that he now wears to his right shoulder, examining it with intrigue, deep pondering, and resolve.
A symbol of the law. A keeper of the peace. A protector of the people.
That was his role now. To serve and protect. Just as he always did. Whether in this universe or in so many countless others. Which would now be seen from the public eye. No doubt his enemies would be watching him. Even so, now that he has become part of the law, he would now do his best to do what he always does best. Saving people. Bringing genuine smiles. Making the world a better place with acts of simplicity. Violence being the last resort.
He was now looking towards Konori who was simply sporting a warm smile. One that puts him at ease.
"Welcome to Judgment, Kamijou-san," said Konori, sporting a warm smile. "We have much to discuss."
Touma was now seated in his own desk that was assigned to him. It was simple grey desk that has a simple computer on top of it, with Mikoto, Kuroko, Saten, and Konori were simply standing right beside him, looking towards him with expressions that range from a warm smile to curiosity. Uiharu was seated on her own desk, typing through her computer as she writes an official report regarding their brand new member.
"Maybe we should get introductions out of the way. Your name is Kamijou Touma, right?" Saten asked, earning a nod, "I'm Saten Ruiko. I'm not a member of Judgment, but I'm a close friend of these guys."
"I'm Shirai Kuroko," Kuroko introduced herself, raising her right hand in order to perform a professional hand shake, "You already met Konori-san and Uiharu-san, and from what I can tell, you already know Onee-sama."
"That's right, Shirai-san," said Touma, shaking Kuroko's right hand with a firm grip, denoting a sign of strength and assuredness in order to give a first impression. It would appear to have worked as Kuroko could notice the firm grip of his hand, thinking that it appears that there's more to this gentleman than meets the eye.
"How exactly do you two know each other anyway?" asked Uiharu, sporting a titled expression as she looks towards her fellow officer and her best friend.
Upon hearing this question, the two people in question were giving each other a look, as if to communicate silently on whether or not it was alright to tell them. Touma sported a knowing look on his face, silently asking for permission. Mikoto was simply sporting a blushing expression, with her eyes slightly looking to the side in embarrassment.
"(Sigh). Well, if you must know, Uiharu-san, I was simply walking on a stroll out late one night and a bunch of guys started hitting on me," Mikoto explained, sporting a hesitant and resigned expression. "I was about to deal with them when this idiot just suddenly came out of nowhere to help me out."
"Well, isn't that sweet," Uiharu mused, "Rushing in to save a fare maiden like a knight is shining armor."
"Again, Uiharu, you need to stop with those fantasies," Kuroko chastised.
"In all seriousness, his plan didn't even work out all that well," Mikoto added, shaking her head. "Who would have actually have thought that he was a friend I was meeting up with on that one night?"
"Actually, those guys did, Biribiri," said Touma, sporting a raised eyebrow and a concerned expression. "My plan was working out just as intended until you suddenly decided to pull a tantrum on me due to me calling you childish which was not really intended to offend you on my part but in order to give those thugs the impression that I was your acquaintance."
"(Sigh). I know that, idiot," said Mikoto, sporting an exasperated expression. "But even so, it was still a stupid plan in my opinion. I could have handled those guys myself just fine even if you didn't suddenly came out of nowhere all of a sudden."
Touma could only sport a contrite expression, shrugging his shoulders.
"Well, I knew who you were before I intervened due to some friends of mine talking about you, so I knew you could handle yourself just fine. But I couldn't really help but step in due to not being a major fan of a woman being ganged up all of a sudden by a couple of thugs, forcing a woman to do things she has the right not too."
"How very sweet and gentleman of you, idiot," said Mikoto, sporting a smirk on her face, putting her left hand to her waist.
The young women who were present at the office couldn't help but sport raised eyebrows and expressions, looking back and forth between Touma and Mikoto, wondering to themselves on what was their actual relationship due to the banter that was going on back and forth.
"So...Kamijou-san," Saten sported a humorous smile. "What exactly is your relationship to Misaka-san?"
"Wha-" Mikoto was sporting a blushing expression on her face, looking towards Saten in disbelief and embarrassment.
"..."
Touma could only look at Saten with a simple smile.
"I would like to consider my relationship with Biribiri as a friend. Challenging me to fights aside, she is actually a pretty good person to be around. It makes up for my daily routine of misfortune really. She's a very fun and lively person in my humble opinion."
"...Oh," Saten was smirking at Mikoto who was blushing red at the unexpected praise that was given to her. "That's all? Nothing else?"
Touma could only shake his head.
"No, nothing else."
"Speaking of which, I need to get started with patrol," said Kuroko, taking hold of Touma's right shoulder, sporting a subtle look of annoyance at the fact that her Onee-sama is being charmed by this person with little to no effort. "and you're coming with me to help."
"Already?," Touma sported a concerned expression, looking towards Konori. "Is that fine, Konori-san?"
"It's fine, Kamijou-san," Konori sported a warm smile. "This would be a welcome opportunity for you to know the ropes as it were. Shirai-san is the perfect person on how to help you with regards to the ordinary Judgment Officer."
"Oh, alright. Let's go, Shirai-...san," Touma turns back towards Kuroko, immediately noticing the look of disbelief on her face as she was looking back and forth between her right hand that was in Touma's right shoulder and at Touma himself.
Everyone else in the room just gave her a look of confusion as she continued to stand in the same place doing absolutely nothing, with her only looking back and forth in disbelief.
"Um, Kuroko, what are you doing?" asked Mikoto, sporting a bewildered expression.
"I…," Kuroko stuttered, chocking on her own words, "I…I can't teleport! Why can't I-"
"Oh yeah about that," Touma sported a contrite expression, beginning to explain in detail. "Since my right hand is attached to my arm and the rest of me, I'm completely unaffected by supernatural phenomenon that directly targets my entire body, so things like teleportation won't work on me. It's probably why I don't have a normal esper ability since my hand negates any ability I could have developed. You might be able to localize the teleportation to everything other than my right hand, but I would like to keep it attached if it's alright with you."
"Looks like you're walking, Shirai-san," said Konori, sporting an amused smile.
"What misfortune," Mikoto joked along, having trouble not being amused by the situation that was presented to her, with the perfect opportunity to get back at Kuroko for all of her perverted antics, much to her inner delight, satisfaction, and pleasure.
"Once again, sorry about this Shirai-san," said Touma, sporting a contrite expression as he begins to head towards the door.
"Hmmmmmmmmmm," Kuroko was simply sporting an annoyed expression on her face as she follows the young man to the door.
And with that, the two Judgment Officers would now begin their very first patrol together. As the two Judgment Officers left the premises, Konori, Mikoto, Saten, and Uiharu were all looking towards each other with amused expressions, beginning to suddenly laugh at Kuroko's predicament.
"Ahahahahahahaha!"
"Ahhh," Mikoto begins to wipe a tear of humor from her eyes. "Finally, someone is finally giving Kuroko a taste of her own medicine for all the pranks that she did to me. And the best part is that that someone is not even trying and was completely unintentional."
"Hehehehe. Kamijou-san is a very funny person to be around, always sporting that serious look on his face," said Saten, sporting a smile. "He needs to ease up a little. It's not like we're going to bite or anything."
"Well, whatever the case, girls. It would appear that things just became more interesting around here," said Konori, sporting an amused and excited smile.
Kuroko Shirai was very surprised. And that was speaking volumes.
The young man who was walking right beside her was actually a very simple person to be around. He was taking his duty as a Judgment Officer very seriously, even more seriously than her if she could believe it.
They were simply walking on the sidewalk after about an hour or so on patrol duty, helping a few people who were asking questions, to helping direct traffic, to assisting the children and a teacher in crossing the street, to calling in the office for assistance in bringing in the necessary supplies for the construction workers who were nearly out of cement to work with. In all that time, she could only look at the young man with a new pair of eyes. Her given annoyance at the fact that her ability doesn't appear to work on the young man aside, she was actually starting to warm up to him. She was only simply showing him the ropes as it were, making sure that the rookie was following proper protocols, and he was passing her expectations with flying colors.
Who was this man who was walking right beside her?
They were simply walking on the side walk, discussing their personal lives.
The young man was simply listening in with interest, seriousness, and understanding on her explanation, such as the fact that her family is involve in running a major chain of convenience stores called White Spring Holdings. Her daily routine life in Tokiwadai (with many of them involving her doing perverted stunts towards Mikoto, much to the young man's grimace and discomfort, but remained silent and provided no comment). Her many cases in Judgment such as the recent case that involved graviton bombings (which made the young man turned grave, listening in with attentive ears) and her role in that case.
"Speaking of which, Kamijou-san," Kuroko looks towards the young man who was walking right beside her. "What exactly were you doing at Seventh Mist anyway when all of that went down?"
"Well, Shirai-san. I was simply just strolling around the mall, simply accompanying a little girl by the name of Hazamaya Kana, helping her to pick a dress on one of the dress stores when I suddenly bumped into Biribiri. Apparently, her and the little girl seemed to have met, but I never really asked how they met out of respect for Biribiri's privacy and simply accompanied the girl across the store while leaving Biribiri alone to do her own personal shopping. Along the way, I somehow lost sight of her due to the sudden evacuation that was happening at the mall and so I tried to look for her, bumping into Birbiri again. I asked her where the little girl was. She thought that she was outside with me, to which I replied no, which led me to speculate that the girl was still inside the mall. Naturally, me and Biribiri went inside once again in order to find her. Along the way, we spotted Uiharu-san just in time to see the girl that we were looking for handing a frog-like doll to her. I begin to notice that the doll begins to suddenly collapse into itself, which made Uiharu-san throw the doll away which prompted her to shield the girl with her own body. As I looked at the frog that was suddenly collapsing, I immediately realized what this was all about. I looked towards Biribiri as she was about to do her signature move in order to destroy the frog, to which she unfortunately fumbles it. Having little time left, I ran straightforward towards the frog as it begins to explode, I raised my right hand in order to negate much of the blast, leaving only a few scorch marks from the side. By the time I negated much of the explosion, I looked back towards Biribiri, Uiharu-san, and the girl, checking to see if they were alright. To my relief, they were alright at the very least so I made myself scarce, seeing as the girl is safe and that she doesn't need me around anymore to take care of her seeing as she has Biribiri and Uiharu-san to keep her company."
"..."
Kuroko could only sport a look of amazement at the tale.
Truly, she thought to herself, there really was more to this man than meets the eye. The fact that he had managed to negate the bomb without any further incident only proves the power that lies beneath the right hand of the young man who was walking right beside her.
As she was about to ask the young man about his right hand, she was suddenly interrupted when the pair heard the sound of someone being pushed against a wall. Looking around, the pair of Judgement Officers saw a boy being surrounded by a group of guys in an alley across the busy street from them.
This could only mean one thing.
"Looks like we've got trouble," said Touma, sporting a look of concern as he prepares himself to charge right in, but was stopped by Kuroko, who teleported in front of him to block his path.
"Oh no you don't! You're still a rookie. Let me handle this," said Kuroko, sternly, "Just contact Uiharu-san at the office and she'll contact Anti-Skill to make a proper arrest. I'll deal with those guys while you watch and learn. Remember, you're still new to Judgment and Konori-san assigned me to keep an eye on you. I intend to keep that promise."
Without saying so much as another word, Kuroko teleported to the other side of the street to deal with the crime in progress that was now taking place.
Touma was simply sporting a concerned expression, looking at the spot where his assigned partner was last seen before teleporting. He knew that his partner could handle herself just fine judging by the fact that she had been doing this as long as she had. Experience or not, he was still new to Judgment. Normally he would just sit himself out on this one and watch in order to see what his assigned partner could do. But...he had a bad feeling about all of this. Probabilities are being felt, shifting like the sea, seemingly pointing towards his assigned partner. It's like something was going to happen. And that something would involve his assigned partner.
At that moment, Touma called Uiharu from his phone, telling her in a summarize form in order to tell her about the given situation.
"Uiharu-san, this is Kamijou, I'm going to need Anti-Skill personnel at [REDACTED] Street in order to provide for an official arrest. There's a crime in progress that involves a couple of guys surrounding one student in an alleyway."
"Alright, Kamijou-san," said Uiharu, beginning to type from her computer in order to sound the alert for Anti-Skill to respond with haste. "Just sit tight, they'll be there shortly in order to provide for the arrest you requested."
"Thanks, Uiharu-san. Appreciate it."
Touma begins to hang up on the phone, placing it back to his pocket. He begins to breathe in and out, making an expression of resolve, silently apologizing to Kuroko as he can't just stand by without something happening to her which is being felt beneath his hidden ability to sense probability.
For he wasn't a man who was just standing by and watching like a lampstand. That was just never who he truly is. It never has and it never will be.
He begins to run towards the alleyway where his partner is no doubt engaging the thugs in full speed, looking sharply to find the nearest crosswalk in order to get pass the traffic.
"Hold it right there!" Kuroko yelled as she presented her armband to the group of delinquents, "I'm with Judgement! You are all under arrest for attempted assault!"
In front of her were a total of six guys, each one looking to be about the age of a high school student. The largest one had another high school boy pinned to the wall by his sleeves with what appeared to be concrete spikes. The six delinquents only laughed at her display of authority.
"Who does this chick think she is?," the biggest delinquent laughed, "One of you, take care of her."
"You got it, boss!" one of the delinquents answered as charged at Kuroko.
The boy threw a punch at her, but the attacked missed by a large margin as Kuroko teleported behind his head.
"Nice try," Kuroko taunted as she kicked her target to the ground before teleporting in front of him, "Better luck next time though."
"Crap, a teleporter!," the boss yelled.
"You bitch! Your gonna pay for that!" another thug screamed as he charged at her as well.
However, Kuroko wasn't going to go down so easily. She teleported to the thug's right and grabbed hold of his sleeve. She then teleported the both of them into the air before punching the boy in the back of the head. The second boy landed on the first boy so the first boy was pinned. Kuroko then teleported to the ground and several of the needles she kept on her person into the second boy's clothes, pinning both of them to the ground.
Unfortunately, Kuroko made the fatal mistake of having her back turned to the boss of the delinquents. She felt a piece of concrete hit her in the back of the head, knocking her onto the ground and giving her a head-splitting headache, making it harder to concentrate and perform her calculations to teleport. She then found her arms and legs bound to the ground by concrete rings that seemed to have been formed from the ground around her.
"Pretty impressive, huh?" one of the still conscious thugs remarked.
"This is the boss's Level 4 ability, Terrekinesis," the other thug explained, "With it, he can control the very earth we stand on."
"You made a big mistake, girly," the boss of the thugs said as he touched the ground and formed a concrete knife, "You mess with us, we pay you back tenfold."
Insert Song: Start
[ZAIAE] Kamen Rider 555 OST - ISSA - JustiFaiz (RUS\ENG Lyrics)
"Hey, leave them alone!" a male voice that was familiar to Kuroko yelled out.
Despite her headache, she looked up towards the opening of the alley to see Touma standing there, with a serious look on his face and his right hand was clenched into a fist, with his posture becoming ready for the anticipated battle.
Everyone begins to turn around as they look at the sudden interruption. The thugs were simply sporting annoyed expressions.
"Who the hell are you?" the thugs' boss demanded.
"I'm with Judgment," said Touma, sternly, presenting his armband for all of them to see, "And I don't really appreciate you guys hurting innocent people and my partner like that!"
"Too bad for you, punk," one of the thugs said as he charged, "Today is not your lucky day."
The thug threw a punch at Touma's face, but Touma quickly shifted to the thug's right and grabbed his arm. Using the thug's momentum against him, Touma threw and flipped the thug over, dropping him onto the pile of his companions that Kuroko had started to take down earlier. He begins to elbow his opponent in the face, knocking him out.
"You bastard!" the fifth delinquent yelled as he too charged at Touma.
Reacting quickly, Touma grabbed his new opponent's arms and held him at bay. With his opponent locked, Touma swiped his leg at the thug's feet, causing him to lose his balance and started falling towards the ground.
Before he hits the ground, Touma quickly swung the thug around and threw him onto the pile of delinquents which in turn knocked out the rest of them.
With only the boss of the group left standing, Touma turned towards his final opponent with a serious and dangerous look in his narrowed black eyes. The final delinquent prepared his handmade knife, but his grip was shaky, and Touma was the cause of that shaking. His display just now shook the thug to his core.
"He didn't even use an ability and he took down just as many guys as the girl in the same time. Just who was this guy?"
"You think that just because you have power that you can do just as you please to anyone regardless of the circumstances," Touma spoke with a certain edge in his voice as he walked towards his final opponent in a very slow manner. "That's nothing but an illusion, a lie that you tell yourself in order to satisfy your own ego."
"Damn you!" the final thug cried as he thrust his knife at the rookie Judgment Officer.
"If that's the case, I'll shatter that messed up illusion of yours," said Touma, sprinting fast as he threw a right straight at the incoming knife.
The knife and the fist collided, but the fist was not injured in the slightest. Instead, the sound of shattering glass was heard as the knife shattered into a million pieces upon making contact with the fist, much to the thug's surprise. With the knife no longer in its path, Touma's fist rocketed into the thug's face, throwing him back a couple meters, knocking him out upon hitting the ground. Touma remained standing triumphantly, standing tall like that of a superhero that was found in a comic book, sporting a serious expression that denotes his battle hardened experiences of the past.
Kuroko and the high school boy could only sport expressions of awe and wonder at the epic display.
Rookie, Kuroko thought with disbelief. What she had just seen was far from what a simple rookie could do. He had managed to take down all of the delinquents without breaking a sweat. No powers at all. Just skill and experience, with his right hand of negation only being used at the last delinquent in order to disperse of the concrete knife.
Who is this man? Who is Touma Kamijou? What other sides does this spiky-haired young man hide behind the public and private eyes?
Insert Song: End
A few minutes passed by and Anti-Skill had finally arrived at the scene, as well as Mikoto, Uiharu, and Saten who were sporting worried expressions when they heard about Kuroko being injured to the head. By then, Touma had used his ability to undo the concrete bindings holding Kuroko and the victim, with the latter giving his own personal thanks as he bowed in grateful fashion, to which Touma could simply smile and replied that it was no big deal and that he was just glad that he was alright.
As of this moment, Kuroko was currently sitting on the side with an icepack to deal with the headache, with her close friends keeping an eye on her.
Eventually, Anti-Skill came to interview the victim, leaving Touma free to check on his new friends.
"How are you doing?" asked Touma, approaching the injured Level 4.
"I've been better," Kuroko admitted, sporting a simple smile.
"You did great today, Kamijou-san!" Uiharu congratulated, sporting a happy expression.
"Not too bad for a rookie," Saten added, sporting an impressed smile.
"Well to be fair, Saten-san, I did take up a lot of martial arts over the years before joining Judgment so it's not really that much of a surprise," Touma replied, scratching his cheek, replying in a humble tone as he recalled fondly of all of the lessons that he had learned from a special school that his second father had established since the very early days of his life.
"I'll admit, you did good," Mikoto nodded, sporting an impressed and pleased smile. "Nice to know the guy that beat me isn't a total wuss."
"What's that supposed to mean?," said Touma, with a tone of good humor, with a raised eyebrow, earning a laugh from the girls.
"Ahahahahahahahahaha!"
When the laugh died down, the young man turned to his injured coworker with an extremely apologetic look in his eye.
"Listen, I know that I shouldn't have interfered back then. I know that you could handle yourself just fine considering that you have been doing Judgment work far longer than I have but circumstances forced my hand to intervene. I couldn't just let those guys do whatever the hell they want with you or that other guy who was pinned down by those concrete spikes. That's not what I am. When someone is in trouble, I run straight the line, never looking back. When it comes to lives in general, sometimes, there are times when we should just say protocols be damned. Once again, I'm deeply sorry for interfering."
Touma was simply bowing his head low towards Kuroko who, along with Mikoto, Uiharu, and Saten, were sporting expressions of amazement, awe, and a light touch on their maiden hearts.
Questions abound.
Who is this man? Who is Touma Kamijou?
That was a question that seemed to have multiple answers from multiple perspectives.
Kuroko simply smiled at the humility that was displayed before her, speaking in a understanding tone.
"Raise your head, Kamijou-san."
Touma begins to raise his head, spotting a right hand being offered to him, also spotting the genuine smile that presented to him.
"Let's start from the top. My name is Shirai Kuroko. Member of Judgment 3 Branch Office. Assistant Member of Judgment 177 Branch Office. I hope that we could get along and be friends considering the fact that starting today, you and I are officially co-workers."
Touma could only smile at the genuine offer, sporting a genuine smile of his own, placing his right hand to Kuroko's right hand in order to initiate a firm handshake.
"Hello to you, Shirai-san. My name is Kamijou Touma. Member of Judgment 73 Branch Office. Assistant Member of Judgment 177 Branch Office. I also hope that we could get along and be friends."
"Friends," Kuroko replied genuinely, never losing that genuine smile as she shakes her fellow officer's hand, with Mikoto, Uiharu, and Saten sporting smiles of their own due to gaining a new friend in their inner circle.
On that very day, the starting point of the bonds of friendship was formed among the young Judgment Officer and the four middle school girls, much to the former's joy at gaining new friends.
Between a Certain Imagine Breaker and a Certain Gang of Rail Girls.
Meanwhile, two women in Gothic Lolita clothing and two women in Jack-O-Lantern clothing were observing the incident that happened on the alleyway on a nearby rooftop.
The two women, Lady Rika Kamijou and Lady Satoko Hojo had witnessed the incident first hand, watching Touma take down all of the delinquents with ease, much to their subtle cheering and enjoyment. They were now sporting smiles on their faces as they looked towards the man that they loved with all their heart gaining four new friends. They looked towards each other with a smile as they enjoy the scene that was happening on the ground.
"Honestly, I swear that Man never knows where and when to stop interfering wherever and whenever he shouldn't have." said Lady Frederica Bernkastel, sporting a raised eyebrow of amusement at the scene that was presented before her and her fellow Witch.
"Haaaaa," Lady Lambdadelta sported a loving expression, putting her right hand to her face, with her left elbow supporting the right elbow, observing Touma from afar. "Darling is so cool~ As expected of the Man Who Makes Miracles and Certainties. Say, Bern," she looks towards Lady Bernkastel with a raised eyebrow. "Don't you think that this could prove to be of benefit to Darling considering that his original script had simply gone up in flames at this point, with this incident further cementing this? His entire timeline has become completely unknowable, becoming a blank slate the moment Lord Doctor stepped into his life. Truly, if the script had become as blank as white, then Darling should have the right to forge his own script. After all, he managed to screw Lady Aurora's script over the entirety of our protege's life. The way I see it, this newly made timeline seems more interesting than the former one in my opinion."
"I suppose so, Lambda," said Lady Bernkastel, sporting an amused expression. "This would be one of the instances where I can't help but praise that Man considering that this will be beneficial to my understander (理解者) in the long run," she turns to her right in order to speak to someone who was present alongside them. "And I'm not the only one who thinks so, isn't that right, Lord Setsuna?"
Lady Bernkastel was addressing a young man with blue hair, blue eyes, who wore a black jacket with the zippers attach only to the middle and loose both upwards and downwards, with a white shirt with green lines in the middle, grey jeans, black socks, and brown shoes.
Lord Ren Fuji - Lord Tenma Yato - Lord Setsuna - Also Sprach Zarathustra Ubermensch.
He, like the others, was simply sporting proud smile on his face as he watches his second brother and his new friends from afar. He didn't answer Lady Bernkastel's question. He simply look back towards Lady Bernkastel, with his smile turning into a knowing smirk, all the while turning back towards his second brother and his new friends, knowing to himself that the butterfly effect has now been put into effect across this universe. And he wonders deeply on what that would entail for this universe and the multiverse it resides in.
For he knows that things will never be the same again.
As he watches his second brother and his new friends, he begins to spot an all dark figure with red hollow filled circles, with a black hat and trenchcoat, from his viewpoint who was hiding in the shadows of the alleyway, hidden from everyone, also watching the scene with silent intrigue, who took notice of him as he stared back right at him.
GameOver - The Red-Eyed Demon.
His smirk turns into a subtle frown, recognizing the nefarious foe hidden from afar as he begins to narrow his blue ancient eyes in subtle wrath and anger at the dark figure that was there, with an expression that was subtly warning him greatly that he should leave while he's still merciful enough, knowing who this dark figure truly is in the life of his second brother considering the battles and histories that these two had in the Known and Unknown Multiverse. Most of the time, subtle. Only blatant at the rarest moments or circumstances.
The dark figure could only smile with subtlety at the subtle warning and expression that was directed towards him, eventually disappearing as swift as the wind, knowing to himself that he could not truly defeat a being such as Lord Setsuna, not without being extinguished to oblivion. No, that simply wouldn't do at all, the dark figure thought to himself, for he was many things in the grand scheme of things. Stupidity and suicidal are not one of them.
By the time the dark figure left, Lord Setsuna looked back towards his second brother with concern, knowing to himself that his second brother's archnemesis was watching him from afar, fully intending to tell him after this incident in order to give him a heads up.
ED Song:
YU-NO: A Girl Who Chants Love at the Bound of This World – Opening Theme
Main Characters:
The Twelfth Doctor - A: Peter Capaldi
Touma Kamijou - VA: Atsushi Abe
Rika Kamijou née Furude - VA: Yukari Tamura
Lady Frederica Bernkastel - VA: Yukari Tamura
Lady Lambdadelta - VA: Fuyuka Ono
Mikoto Misaka - VA: Rina Sato
Kuruko Shirai - VA: Satomi Arai
Uiharu Kazari - VA: Aki Toyosaki
Saten Ruiko - VA: Kanae Ito
Shinichi Kudo/ - VA: N/A
Conan Edogawa - VA: Minami Takayama
Kyon - VA: Tomokazu Sugita
Sota Mizushino - VA: Daiki Yamashita
Lelouch Lamperouge/Lelouch vi Britannia - VA: Jun Fukuyama
President John Connor - A: Michael David Edwards
Lady Griselda - VA: Ayako Kawasumi
Ren Fuji/Tenma Yato/Setsuna - VA: Kōsuke Toriumi
GameOver
Satoko Hojo - VA: Mika Kanai
Keiichi Maebara - VA: Soichi Hoshi
Rena Ryugu- VA: Mai Nakahara
Mion Sonozaki - VA: Satsuki Yukino
Shion Sonozaki - VA: Satsuki Yukino
Hanyu Furude - VA: Yui Horie
Agent Shiage Hamazura - VA: Satoshi Hino
Agent Jiang Haoyi
Councilman Max Walker - A: Harrison Ford
Misaki Shokuhou - VA: Azumi Asakura
Seria Kumokawa - VA: Fujii Yukiyo
Ayu Mitsuari - VA: Hanamori Yumiri
Komoe Tsukiyomi - VA Kimiko Koyama
Aiho Yomikawa - VA: Yuko Kaida
Konori Mii - VA: Kana Ueda
Seiri Fukiyose - VA: Ayumi Fujimura
Tsuchimikado Motoharu - VA: Anri Katsu
Aogami Pierce - VA: Yoshihasa Kawahara
Author Notes:
Terms:
INN - Inter-Dimensional News Network