Chapter 2: The Electric Shock Prince Part 2

District 7

Joseph's Coffee and Restaurant

In the downtown area of School District 7, Makoto and Kuroko were having coffee they ordered earlier.

"Huh? One of my fans?" Tokiwadai's Ace asked, curious.

"She's a girl I know from Judgment. She takes care of my backup at the 177th branch. She's a big supporter." Kuroko explains while sipping her tea. "She's always asked to meet you, even if it is only for a few minutes."

The Level 5 sighed in annoyance. The Railgun was still uninterested as his hand is under his chin and elbows resting on the table.

The teleporter took a small sip.

"Now, Onii-sama, I know lately that your fans have been becoming more and more annoying, and you have too little patience to meet them. But I think that you'll find Uiharu is a very reasonable, polite girl. Besides that, she's one of the few people I actually consider my friend, so really, I'm asking you to do this for me." She answers, setting her cup down as she begins taking something out of her pocket. "And since I know how busy you are, I've taken the liberty of arranging an orderly schedule for the day. I'm pretty sure you'll find it in your liking."

The Teleporter's booklet was then snatched from her hands as Makoto reads it out loud, still frowning.

"Hey!" Before her roommate can stop him, the Level 5 places his hand to her face.

"Let's see what we have here. 'Date Plan with Onii-sama, inviting Uiharu to join us'. Part one: Foster friendship at a family restaurant. Part 2: Lingerie and clothing shopping, purchasing sexy dresses, high heels, and big moment underwear. Part 3: Shop at a perfume store, purchase aphrodisiacs. Part 4: Go to a pharmacy, purchase birth control pills, condoms, and Viagra for Onii-sama. Convince Uiharu to assist me with making out with Onii-sama, and going to an upscale hotel where we can spend the whole night together." He reads aloud, exposing his roommate's plans. When this was happening, Kuroko was sweating nervously. "In other words, you're just using this reasonable, polite, young girl you call 'your friend' in order to make me your boyfriend and to have a threesome with her without this girl's consent, is that right?"

"Well... Not really." The teleporter tries to explain herself, before the boy slams his fist on the table.

"I thought you're trying to make my day less stressful as it is!" He chews the pervert out, beginning to lose his patience to someone he's known for barely a month. "Am I nothing but a stud horse to you?!"

"You got it all wrong, Onii-sama." Kuroko stutters. "I swear it's not like that."

Realizing that he's scaring her, the Level 5 went back on his set. Her roommate sighed, looking away.

"Even so." He begins to say. "You said that she's a friend of yours, Kuroko, so what choice is there?"

The teleporter smiled, now knowing that her senior will see Uiharu.

"Thank you, Onii-sama!" The auburn haired girl eyes sparkled. "You won't regret this, I promise."

"I sure hope so." Makoto told her, before looking at the window. His eyes widened, stopping in his tracks.

"Huh?" Kuroko noticed this, before turning towards the same direction.

Outside was her partner from Judgement, alongside two others she doesn't know. Knowing that they were outside, they waited for the waitress to come back so they can pay for the meal.


The two Tokiwadai students are with the other students.

"Now that everyone's here, let's go on with the introduction." Kuroko begins. "This is Kazari Uiharu from Judgement. She's a first year at Sakugawa Middle School."

"Ahh, please to meet you." Uiharu excitedly greets, flustered. "I mean, it's really an honor."

"And this is...?" The Teleporter asks for Ruiko's name.

"Hi there. My name's Ruiko Saten. I'm a classmate of Uiharu's." The Level 0 chuckles. "She decided to drag me along, so here I am. And by the way, my power rating is Level 0, so there."

The hacker gasped, hearing that from her best friend and classmate.

"Saten, why would you say that!?"

"And you are..." The auburn pigtail girl curiously asked, looking at the other male of the group.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Satou Kamijou." Satou says, waving his hand. "I'm also a classmate of Uiharu and Ruiko. Ruiko happens to have been my girlfriend since last year. Also, me and Makoto go way back. My sister and I grew up together with him."

"Well, that's very sweet." Uiharu smiles brightly, now knowing that her classmate is a childhood friend of her idol.

"Well hello Uiharu, Saten. And great to see you again, Satou." Makoto smiles, as the two boys gave each other a fist bump. Then the Ace of Tokiwadai looked at the other Middle School girls. "I'm another friend of Kuroko's. Misaka."

"Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you." Ruiko says, surprised.

"Y-Yes, yes, such a pleasure." Uiharu stutters.

"Okay, the introductions are now done." Kuroko announces to herself aloud as she reads her booklet. "And without incident. The timetable has been thrown off somewhat, but I made this schedule today that I think will work for every-"

(ZAP!)

Before Kuroko knew it, her notepad was now burned to a crisp. Makoto's right hand just send enough electricity to burn the notepad in question, as it begins to disintegrate. She was completely stunned that her plans were ruined.

"Okay. Well standing around here isn't very much fun, is it?" The Railgun changes topics to avoid another embarrassment from his roommate. "I have an idea. Let's go to the arcade."

Everyone perked up at that response.

"Go to the arcade?" Ruiko questions, surprised again before looking at her best friend and boyfriend. "What do you think, guys?"

The flower-headband teen simply shrugs her shoulders.

"Come on Kuroko, let's go." The Railgun says as he begins walking down the sidewalk they're all on. The 14-year-old boy stops for a moment, noticing the others are staring at him, and he then gives them a smile.


A few minutes later, the group of 5 were walking down the School District 7 streets.

"I think it's beneath you, Onii-sama." Kuroko deadpans. "I guess playing games at the arcade and browsing manga is fun enough, but shouldn't you have more dignified hobbies, like calligraphy or tea parties?"

"Please, why should I waste time painting on a large sheet of paper with only black ink or a party where the only thing you can have is tea and sweets?" Makoto scoffs with no interest in either hobbies his best friend suggested.

Behind the two Tokiwadai students, the three Sakugawa students took a moment on how different Makoto really was from what Ruiko originally believed at first. Walking in front of them was a level 5 and her friend and Misaka was basically stating that he didn't like being a "gentleman". And while they were walking, they passed a young woman handing out flyers of some kind and she handed one to the Railgun himself and Uiharu.

"You know something. He doesn't act like some arrogant celebrity." The Urban Legend Hunter admits, realizing her mistake of judging someone before learning more about that said person.

"Yeah, and he doesn't look his nose down on us either." The hacker agrees.

"Just because he goes to a fancy school and has a strong ability, it doesn't make him arrogant." He told her, making the black haired girl to blush in embarrassment. "Besides, I know him. If it weren't for him, me and my sister wouldn't be here."

Saten admits that her judgement might have been cast too quickly before glancing down at a flyer that Uiharu received.

"What's the flyer about?" The cutie asks, looking at the flyer with her friends.

"It looks like a new crepe stand opening up, and the first hundred customers get a Gekota figurine as a free gift." The hacker reads aloud to her friends.

"Now that is one cheesy looking character." Ruiko comments. "I mean, who would ever be interested in that?"

Suddenly, the beautiful Level 0 accidentally bumps into Makoto, who has stopped walking for some reason.

"Oh sorry."

"Is there something wrong, Misaka?" Uiharu asks the older boy.

"What's the hold up, Onii-sama? Is something the matter?" Kuroko asked before looking at what her roommate was looking at and gave a smirk. "Oh I see. You're interested in the new crepe stand aren't you? Or maybe something else. Is it the free giveaway they're giving out that caught your eye?"

"Ahhh no! I don't know what you're talking about." He denies with a slight blush. "Why would I care about this Gekota guy? I mean he's just a frog, a stupid amphibian. What kind of person would be interested into something for children?"

Then the others all noticed a small figure of the same character that Misaka had attached to his bag. He was blushing madly in embarrassment, while Kuroko was trying her best to hold a laugh.

"L-Let's just get going." The Level 5 told everyone, continuing to move before he bumped into someone's bosom.

"Ouch!" A young girl's voice calls out. "Sorry!"

The brown haired boy's ears picked up from the familiar voice. Makoto slowly raised his head, staring at the eyes of his childhood friend. The two teens had blushes on their faces as the Ace of Tokiwadai had his face in her chest.

"Tamaki?"

"Bug Zapper?"

Hearing that ridiculous name made the boy's blood to boil.

"Don't call me that!" Makoto backed away from her, his face red like the pants worn by Mickey Mouse. "I have a proper name you know. It's Makoto Misaka. Try to remember that, Miss Hussy Tits."

Everyone from his group gasped in shock and disbelief, hearing his bad language. Satou, on the other hand, simply rolled his eyes.

Pierce Aizawa grinned mysteriously with her eyes still closed as always, eyeing the strange group with two boys, one of which she knew was her Tamaki's brother, the other she occasionally had seen bickering with Tamaki for the most pointless things ever. And the three other girls, long black haired, flower headband and auburn haired.

"W-What?!" Tamaki blurted out, covering her chest in embarrassment. She had her own blush on her face. "Why do you always call me that?! This is something I can't control! Not like someone from Tokiwadai would understand!"

"Hey, hey, Saa, are these girls your friends? And I'm guessing that the one with long hair is your girlfriend. So that means the other two are... Zapper-rin and Shirai, is it?" Pierce hopped onto Tamaki's back effortlessly, her bra-less boobs rubbing against the black haired girl's uniform.

The raven-hair teen, for a moment, did not notice the heat forming from their clothed bodies touching each other's but was distracted by her friend's question and... her improved nickname for Bug Zapper. One could not tell what Pierce was thinking with her eyes closed, but Tamaki felt that she would have a good laugh for it except for the fact the very "Zapper-rin" was in front of her.

"Hey, Aizawa." The younger Kamijou responses back, with a small wave. "Straight forward as ever, I see."

Even though he knows about his sister's so-called best friend's perverted ways, the blue haired girl is the more trustworthy. The blonde one with the shades is too suspicious for him, but good thing that guy's not here.

(ZAAAP ZAAAP!)

The sound which earned its owner the nickname he pretty much despised made a presence, and small bluish electricity was seen in the Tokiwadai boy's eyebrow and hair. With his mouth twisted in a sinister grin, saying that he was pissed off was an understatement.

"Care to repeat that?"

"Eh, uhm, Mi-Misaka, calm down..."

Tamaki instinctively raised her right hand towards the middle schooler's direction. Of course, she would immediately run if it was just her, but Pierce was here, and she was his main target. Just because Pierce called him by some stupid nickname did not mean Tamaki would leave her friend alone.

On a second thought, Misaka was unlikely to kill a girl for such a shockingly pretty reason, was he not? Perhaps Tamaki should just leave Pierce here after all? She could have even liked it. And it was not like she would be Pierced into oblivion (or the Moon for that matter) by a Railgun or something.


Fureai Plaza

Once, they arrived at the venue of the newly opened crepe store, they found a pink giant van on the side of the plaza. They didn't expect to have so many people from students, adults, and children in the area. The tables of the crepe store were all occupied and some benches nearby were also occupied.

"Wow, there are so many people." Saten declared, looking around.

"What with all the kids running around?" The hacker wondered, curiously.

"Remember our break will only be one hour long." While everyone was waiting in line, a woman who appears to be a tour guide was calling out to everyone in the crowd. "Everybody please stay close. You don't want to miss the bus."

"Well let's see." Satou begins. "Today is Academy City's anniversary, and the fact that there's a field trip going on. Most likely from the surrounding cities and towns outside."

"So that what today is." Uiharu deduced, smiling at all of the future espers. "We must have bad timing."

"I'm going to go find a free bench to save for us." The teleporter announced, heading over to find a spot.

"Oh, then why don't I come with you." Uiharu told her, going to follow her. "Senior Kamijou, you can come with us as well."

"Sure." The high schooler smiles. "I don't want to cause any trouble in line. Pierce, can you get something for me?"

"Of course, girl." The blue haired teen gave her a thumbs up. "The usual?"

"Yeah."

"Saten, we're finding a place to sit, do you mind getting something for us?" The flower headband girl told her best friend.

"Don't worry, we'll pay you back for it later. Thanks a lot!" The auburn haired teen answers, while the four teens went to find a place for everyone to sit.

"Huh?!" Ruiko exclaims in confusion. "Wait a second?!"

She sees that the blue haired high schooler and the Level 5 are the only ones in line with her. Makoto was tapping his foot, while he was in deep thought. Sensing that he was being stared at, the dark chestnut haired teen looks up towards Ruiko.

"Huh? What's wrong?" The young man asked, curiously.

"Oh, uh, nothing." The level 0 princess nervously answers. "Would you... like to switch places with me?"

"No, it doesn't matter to me who goes first. We're here for crepes, so as long as we get when I'm fine." He told her, closing his eyes for a second.

While the Ace of Tokiwadai was saying this, two kids pass by them holding their own Gekota prizes.

'Oh boy, can't believe another Level 5 is here. Sitting next to me.' Aizawa sighed in her thoughts, nervously. 'Well, at least this one is the friendlier one out of everyone. Aside from the 7th, but that one is a muscle head. Especially in the bedroom.'


"Weeeeeell... It seems awkward for your girlfriend, Satou. Zapper seems pretty impatient already." Tamaki could not help sighing seeing the fidgeting Ruiko in the waiting line with her childhood friend. Whenever that Gekota was in his sight, Makoto could be a pain in the ass... figuratively only, she would not want this damn electric generator to invade her body that soon! Especially the time when she nearly got zapped and accidentally had an orgasm for the static electricity alone.

"Don't worry too much about her. She can basically take care of herself most of the time." He told his older sister looking at her direction. "Anyway, have you made any progress with asking him out?"

"Me asking him out?"

"Well, either that or waiting for the violent tsundere confessing to you, which I doubt would happen in a million years and of course, after him throwing two thousands and one electric shocks towards you. I only ask that for your safety, Sister~" Satou shrugged, knowing his older sister, despite a bit dense and having low self-esteem, would have a bigger chance to actually ask one of her fans out rather than the opposite. Oh, he would not dare to imagine a confession from either the Railgun or the gloomy albino girl who always bought coffee cans in the same store which Tamaki always went. Well, perhaps not from that scary Accelerator, but perhaps from some of her delinquent friends. Or whoever. Tamaki would be safer with an underling to tag along with her. He could not afford to be with his sister always, so one boy or two coming with her would be convenient.

"Well how about you?" The 15-year-old sibling questions, raising her eyebrow. "Did you sleep with Ruiko yet?"

"W-What?!" Now it was Uiharu turn to be shocked. "The two of you didn't?"

"It's a national secret, sister. You need to have either mother or father's approval to get the answer, heh." The brown haired teen showed his favorite toothy shit-eating grin but almost screaming inside. He totally waited for his sister's unexpected retort. Yep, it was not unexpectable at all.

"Both of you are in the hormonal age after all." Tamaki grinned, already knowing the answer from her brother's reaction. "I just hope you were using protection is all."

"Of course we do." The Middle School Boy told her, red like a tomato out of embarrassment, before whispering to himself. "Mostly..."

The unlucky girl gave her brother another grin. Well that was for him daring to tease her like that, but it seemed like they had caused a collateral damage to an innocent bystander. "Are you okay, Kazari? Your face is so red."

"Y-Yeah, I am." She told her upperclassmen, completely frustrated from the thought of her best friend already being a woman. "It just a bit hot today is all."

The black haired teen's nose was almost touching Uiharu's when she tried to touch the younger girl's forehead. "Mmm, strange, you don't seem to have a cold."

"S-Senpai?!" The hacker was embarrassed that she was so close to her, even if it was to check her temperature. It was still embarrassing though.

"Huh?" The Level 0 looked at her and tilted her head, confused.

The younger Kamijou could only sigh. He was almost sure Uiharu was not attracted to the same sex, but with her reaction to his sister, he was not sure anymore.

When Aizawa received the crepes for both her and her best friend, the cashier gave her one of the Gekota figurines and waiting for the other two so they can find the others. Now it was Saten's turn.

"Thank you for waiting, here's your free gift." The crepe stand owner says, offering Ruiko a Gekota keychain, with the figurine wearing a suit and having a mustache. "You're very lucky. It's the last ones we have."

"Yes thank you. Wait hold on, you said the last one?"

Just as Ruiko asked that, the sound of someone dropping to the floor is heard.

"Hey, Misaka?" The Ace of Tokiwadai turned around to look at her, seeing the figurine. "You can have this one if you want."

The boy's sad kitty expression changes, gasping in surprise.

"Really, you mean it!?"

"Uh huh." She nods, still sweatdropping at how dramatic and attached the Railgun is to Gekota. "It's yours now."

"Thank you so much!"


"We're back you guys!" A familiar voice announced, getting the 4 teenagers' attention.

Soon, the two girls and the boy returned with the crepes for everyone, with the Level 5 skipping happily.

Moments later, everyone was enjoying their snack. Well, most of them.

"Come on, Onii-sama, just try one bite." Kuroko suggested to her roommate, senior, and crush. "You know you want to!"

"I said I don't want any!" He exclaims, creeped out. "Who chooses anchovies as a topping anyway!?"

Tamaki was looking at the Gekota figurine that Pierce got for her, wondering whatever she should do with it. She took a bite of her crepe, her finger swaying the figurine before her eyes. She threw a lazy look to Zapper, but quickly turned back to her blue-haired friend.

"What did you choose this time, Pierce?"

"For me?" She pointed to herself, while eating her crepe. "I have a crepe with kiwi, buttercream frosting, and caramel sauce. And for you, my dear best friend, have the crepe with mixed fruit, whipped cream, and chocolate sauce."

"Hmm, wanna exchange bites? I haven't tried kiwi for a while some time, I think."

The two high schoolers were almost absorbed into their world, ignoring a smirk from the black haired boy sitting opposite to his sister. While he might have enjoyed watching his sister's not-so-lily interaction with her girls, seeing an annoyed expression emerging on a certain Pikachu was quite entertaining. Not to mention said Pikachu's cheeks were as red as the fictional electric rat to boost.

Someone wanted to join the little share-a-bite play with his sister.

"He's nice, isn't he?" Uiharu asked everyone.

"Huh?" The long-haired beauty asked, curious.

"Misaka, I mean." She corrected herself, before continuing. "Not at all what you'd expect for somebody so well-known. He's not stuck up at all, just approachable and friendly. Despite his shyness."

"Uh, do you really think so?" Ruiko asked as she still had some doubts about Railgun.

While Makoto was trying to keep Kuroko at bay with his hand, he took a look at his roommate's crepe, then to Tamaki's and to his own and decided to do something. So the Level 5 walks up to the high schoolers and showed them his snack.

"Here."

Tamaki and Aizawa were confused from his friendly gesture.

"What's this?"

"Would you want to try?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "Think of it as an apology for my behavior easier."

"Mmm..."

Aizawa hummed mysteriously. While almost everyone could see the Zapper-rin teenager had the hots for her friend, the bluehead could bet most of her fortune that the Kamijou girl never realize that, and ironically, their closeness formed by childhood friendship even helped prevent the girl from realizing that.

She almost had been scared shitless by the Level 5's electric outburst before, so she thought she might play a little prank on this occasion.

Tamaki looked at her childhood friend for a second and shrugged. There was no loss for her doing that, right? Aside from some angry sparks coming from the twintails girl that she honestly did not know enough to care about.

'Here goes nothing.' Was her fleeting thought. She reached her hand out for the boy to take his bite and leaned her body down to catch the sweet, not realizing her blue haired friend also came close to her. And before Misaka could leave his crepe to reach for Tamaki's, the girls' lips smashed with his and each other's, his crepe touching their soft pinks, earning a small kyah from Uiharu and a silent snort from Satou.

"Mmm, yummy~" said Pierce, nonchalantly. "Thank you for the bite, Makoto-sama."

Continuing to stare at Aizawa for a few seconds, the young Ace then touched his own lips still feeling the warm taste of them touching his.

"S-Sure, no problem." He blurted out, unsure what to think next.

"I can't believe this!" Kuroko yelled out, completely devastated. "I won't stand for this, Onii-sama! I'm right here, yet you offer somebody else what is rightfully mine?! And on top of that you had two other girls touching their lips against yours, one of them being your childhood friend and a complete stranger for another!"

Ruiko raised her hand, nervously. "Eh, you can take a bite from my-"

She stopped in the middle when Satou reached out to bite at her crepe, licking her fingers along with that.

And Uiharu. Oh, Uiharu was left a blushing mess. She did not expect that her friends were changed to that intimate mood so suddenly. She could only turn her gaze from the trio to the couple continuously, her face just blushing more and more.

"Here goes Sister's second kiss with the Railgun~" Satou said with a whistle. Oh boy, he could not wait to tease the hell out of his sister, and Kuroko as a bonus. He did not hate the auburn haired girl per se, but her obsession towards the electromaster rubbed in his nerve in a wrong way, so there was that.

"Second?" Asked Saten and Uiharu curiously, the latter with a dreaming expression on her face. Uiharu never quitted being a romance addict after all.

"As far as I know, actually. The first happened some time ago. When. They. Were. Bathing. Together. Oh my, it was so hot that I am sweating remembering it." Satou spoke cryptically. It was not a lie, after all. But half-truths were always better to manipulate people's reactions than lies anyway. Oh man, he was such a bad boy. So bad that he could find himself laugh in his head in a muahahaha fashion.

"W- What are you even saying, Satou!?" Misaka's face was colored crimson, his body emitting various sparks of electricity subconsciously that made the girls around, except for a certain perverted teleporter, instinctively jolt back.

"You mean when Zapper was ten and still cried about wetting his bed that I needed to kiss him to calm him down?" Licking cream around her lips, Tamaki nonchalantly shot down Uiharu, Misaka and Shirai's overactive imagination. Such was Imagine Breaker user's forte. She seemed to be unaffected by the accidental kiss, but actually her heart rate increased some paces. She could only let out a sigh. 'He was pretty cute when he was small. How he grew up into... this is beyond me.'

Aside from the prankster, two more people seemed to be unaffected by such bold claims. Saten seemed to be somewhat prepared because, well, it was Satou after all. And there was also Aizawa. She was as calm as ever. Not that she cared how many people Tamaki kissed before or after her.

"Awawawa... You three are pretty close, right, Senpai? Childhood friends and all." Uiharu finally could find her resolve to ask Tamaki a simple question. Inside her little head full with many romantic and... erotic imaginations, part of which were crushed mercilessly with Senpai's casual explanation. Still, the flower headband wearing girl saw a hint of emotions in the high schooler's sigh. Perhaps her hopeless romantic heart could find what she wanted to see in her senior: a romance bud to grow into a beautiful flower.

"SATOOOOOOOU KAMIJOUUUUU! " Before the hacker could hear any answer from the older Kamijou sibling, the younger Kamijou had known better and reacted quickly from the electric ability user's roar of war. He ran around to dodge the sole electromaster throws of electric spears. Not to mention a teleporter also decided to join the chase and threw her arsenal to the not-so-innocent boy.

"These idiots..." Tamaki sighed, continuing her crepe as if she just saw the most natural occurance in the world.

"Does that... usually happen, Tamaki?" Ruiko asked her boyfriend's sister, cutely tilting her head.

"More than I want to admit, Ruiko." The older girl replied with defeat in her voice. Pierce could only laugh at her classmate's answer.

Four girls decided to ignore the three other idiots having their "bonding" times and enjoyed their delicates.

Deciding to ask another question, Satou's girlfriend glances at the blue haired teen.

"So, Senior Aizawa, how did you and Tamaki first met and became friends?"

"Oh, how did I first meet Tamaki, huh? Must be from that time when Tamaki here was busy rescuing shota, loli, pretty boys and beautiful girls in distress like always with her cute fists, heheh. And I just happened to walk by her dragging one blond girl and one brown haired boy out from a bunch of delinquents, yep." Pierce talked with a hint of a blush on her face, yet Tamaki did not share her classmate's sentiment.

"Oi, shut it, Aizawa. We were in the same grade in middle school and we first met in a Phys Ed co-class, it's just that simple." Tamaki grumbled. Not that she really wanted to act as a superhero like the kind from comics, though. She just did not want to abandon troubled people, after all.

"Oopsie." Pierce unashamedly stuck her tongue out.

"And that time those two, quote, the loli and the shota, unquote, were wandering around a Skill-Out faction's territory when there was a conflict with an annoying guy. I was just in the wrong place at the right time." The unlucky girl grimaced on Ritoku Komaba's faction struggling against Teitoku Kakine's massacre, and Frenda and Shinka had just been really unlucky that time, the former in a spy mission for Shizuri Mugino. This was really a mess. How she had been eventually closer to all involved parties was still beyond her imagination. 'I guess Imagine Breaker even managed to break my own imagination, heh. Not that Kakine would hesitate to throw his dark matter attacks on me the next time we meet.'

"Senpai, you walked into gang fights!? Were you okay? Did you contact either Anti-Skill or Judgment then? Did-?" If she was not interrupted, surely Uiharu would ask more questions and grow even more worried for her senior.

"Wah, calm down, Kazari! I was okay, I swear. I did call Anti-Skill. Good thing that this blue haired gyaru was there, accompanied with a reliable esper and he helped us out easily." Tamaki managed to calm the small girl's outburst, but honestly, the fact that this cutie worried for her safety warmed her heart. Which made her almost ashamed that she just misdirected the truth. She had not contacted her self-defense mentor Aiho, who was both a gym teacher at her school and an Anti-Skill officer, until later when Frenda and Shinka had escaped the scene.

"Thanks for worrying about me though." The black-haired high schooler said with a smile and patted Kazari's head, which earned a giggle from the younger girl.

'You were too reckless, seriously.' Pierce looked Tamaki with half a smile, while feeling comfortable with the warm scene, worries were worming in her head as she recalled the situation. Of course, her friend might have fared against Kakine, her ability was just that unique, but the bastard had been creative, being a high level esper, and had always had more pawns to throw in, and the Skill-Out might have even attacked the stupid girl with the loli and the shota. She was thankful that she had noticed her friend that day earlier that she had decided to bring Gunha along there. Talking more about it may scare the two middle schoolers, so Aizawa decide to keep silent about these details. She just poked her foolish girl at her hip, making the black-haired beauty yelp in surprise.

"Of course after that fiasco, the two of us hung out a bit and one thing led to another." The blue haired girl pointed out, before seductively whispering into her friend's ear. "Remember the time that we had a threesome with a friend of mine? Where he banged us all the way to high heaven, and how we told him that he owned us."

"A-Aizawa?!"

"Oh! Then you two became like best friends after that, Senpai? Such is a beautiful friendship!" Uiharu said with her arms throwing on the air making a V.

"Y- Yeah, I t-think so..." The high schooler stuttered, a blush forming on her face.

"Mhm, I guess my boyfriend's sister is the kind that likes to help people, eh?" Saten grinned. She felt a bit happy that the only family of her beloved in this city was opening up to her. Not that they were strangers, but this could count the first time they talked with each other without Satou being the intermediate. "So who was the lucky guy both of you slept with?"

It seemed like she had heard the blue-haired's whisperings.

Pierce grinned at the question, leaving the answer to Tamaki. If she wanted to reveal Gunha, it was perfectly okay to the blue haired girl.

"Umm... I can't say much, but all I'll say is that he's a bit of a musclehead. A cutie at that. We'll introduce him sometime when he is free, until then let us keep it between us, please?" Tamaki pleads.

"Sure, well can do that." Ruiko agrees with the older girl's decision on the matter. "On the condition of that you tell us how big he was and how well he was in bed, sound fair?"

"Who knows my potential sister-in-law could be a little pervert, huh?" Tamaki teased, her index digit poking the tip of Ruiko's nose lovingly. This cutie was funny, she would admit that. "I'll tell you, after you tell me how big Satou's dick is."

"Eh... Eh!? Why... Why do you want to know your brother's penis size, Sister? Don't tell me that-" Ruiko gasped at Tamaki's sudden curiosity about her kin's genital organ's measurement and covered her mouth. She immediately thought of an erotic novel she found in Satou's shelf the day before. She now recalled the name being something along the lines of "My Sister's Forbidden Desires" or something less suitable to younger audience's eyes. Now if she had had time to collect her thoughts, she must have wondered which color her face would be currently.

"N- NO! I don't think of my younger brother like that! I just want to check on your and his intimate life, that's all!" The older girl had not even realized the middle school girl had just referred to her as her sister, she was as equally shocked as Saten. Obviously, she had never thought of the bratty brother of hers in such light, yet hearing what the other girl said made her recall the fact that Satou had entered in her bathroom two days before and before he had escaped the thrown soap bar at his face, she had caught a glimpse of his... No no no no no, Ruiko's words had affected her, and now she could not help that cursed image returning to her mind. Her face paled at remembering that. If it had been a normal situation, this memory should have served as an afterthought of an awkward moment between siblings, but Aizawa's mention of her first experience earlier brought Tamaki's mind into a disturbing line of thinking.

"Woah, woah, calm down, girl. No one is accusing you for anything." Being the best friend she was, Pierce quickly hugged her classmate form's into her arms and soothing her. She did not know the exact reason, but this could have been related to an incident in their middle school time, which had made her friend attached to her and the lovable numbskull of theirs. A bit too quickly, in fact. She was still waiting for her friend opening up about it with no avail. Sometimes this girl was too stubborn for her own good.

"Uh... Um...?" Uiharu, despite being a hopeless romantic, knew her priority and did not dare to tease about a tragic love triangle.

"Sorry." Ruiko apologized towards her future sister-in-law. "I didn't mean to overreact. Please forgive me."

"Don't worry, not your fault. It's I who should notice my friend's odd behaviour at that time." It was the blue-haired girl who assured Ruiko. She did not want anything other than letting her friend return to her dorm, at least Fukiyose could look after Tamaki with the black-haired girl like that.

"Senpai... She looks like she is in pain. I wonder what has happened..." Kazari worriedly asked no one particular.

"Sister..." Ruiko murmured, hoping that whatever it was, her new sister could overcome it.

"No... no, no, no, no..."

"Satou, come quick!" Ruiko yelled back to her boyfriend, seeing that the chase had ended with Satou pinned on the ground with Misaka electrocuting him, hopefully with no lasting damage.

"What's wrong, Saten?" The auburn haired girl asked curiously.

"Sister Tamaki is not okay is what's wrong, Shirai. I think we should let her rest or perhaps even let Satou or Senior Aizawa here escort her to her dorm." Ruiko tried to explain, forgetting Misaka's relationship with Tamaki for a moment.

"Let me help." Kuroko quickly teleported next to the high school girls' seats, placing her small hand to Tamaki's body. She was going to use her teleportation.

Or at least, she tried, before a glass breaking sound was heard.

"... Huh?" Saying Uiharu, Saten and Shirai were surprised by what happened should be an understatement of the year.

"Oh man, obviously. I should know that." Makoto made an elegant jump using his electricity to his childhood friend. "Satou, did you bring that here?"

"You mean this?" The younger brother pointed out, holding a black firefighter glove.

"That's it."

"... You plan to take her home by yourself." Pierce looked at the middle school boy, not asking but confirming. "Take care, oh, and say hello to Fukiyose for me. She may be worried if she sees a strange electric boy flying her roommate home."

"Got it." Covering his childhood friend's right hand with the glove, Makoto carried the mentally exhausting girl on his arms like a princess, making small jumps to the skyscrapers and quickly disappeared into their rooftops.

"He... really cares about Senpai, doesn't he?" Uiharu looked at the pair's departure with admiration. She knew that the Tokiwadai boy was a caring person.

"Well, I can say that I trust him with my sister's safety with confidence." Satou grinned, finally standing up.

"I guess you're right. Maybe I was wrong about all Level Fives." His girlfriend pointed out, before she notices her best friend looking towards what appears to be a bank. But the strangest thing was that the shutters were down for some odd reason. "What's up, Uiharu?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I'm just noticing that bank over there." The hacker explains. "Why would the security shutters be down in the middle of the day?"

"Huh?" The Tokiwadai student, the couple, and high schooler looked at her direction in confusion.

Then at that moment the bank shutters exploded outward in a burst of fire, which scared everyone in the park. Kuroko saw this and stuffed her crepe whole and started to rushing to the scene.

"What was that crash?!" Ruiko asks covering her ringing ears from the loud explosion.

"Uiharu, I want you contact Anti-Skill and request some officers to our location, right away." The teleporter asked, as she jumped over the bench that the others were sitting on while pulling out a green armband from her skirts pocket and slipped it over her arm.

"I'm on it!" Uiharu nods with a serious expression.

"Kamijou, Saten, Senior Aizawa, I want you to stay here." The teleporter told them, putting the armband in place. "I don't want to have another Senior Kamijou incident."

"Got it." The younger Kamijou answers.

"Yes, that's correct. There's a bank robbery in progress across from the public square at the edge of District 7. Requesting Anti-Skill." Uiharu calls through her phone to Anti-Skill.

Just then another explosion happened and the three bank robbers, wearing similar outfits appeared from the smoke carrying bags of money in their hands.

Satou and Aizawa glanced at Kuroko once more, only to see that she wasn't there anymore. She was now on the other side of the street blocking the robber's escape.

"I'm a Judgment officer!" Kuroko jumped in, standing in front of the three robbers, one being a tall and fat man with black dreadlocks, another shorter and thin man with spiky black hair, the third a blonde man with same height as the spiky-haired one, all covering their face nose down by a white cloth serving as a mask. "And I'm placing you under arrest for destruction of property and robbery!"

The bank robbers nervously looked back at the newly arrived girl only to laugh hysterically at realizing who she was.

"Hahahaha."

"Who does she think she is?"

"Judgment must be short staffed."

Each of them said respectively. Even an outsider could tell they were making fun on Shirai's appearance, so obviously she was not amused with it. The teleporter decided to move towards the criminals.

Still laughing, Dreadlocks was the first to notice the small girl approaching him.

"Hey, little lady, you should find someone else to play. Or you could end up getting hurt." Not thinking much, he threw his thick arms towards the girl with a lewd smile on his face, planning to capture the petite Judgment. Only to grasp on air when she suddenly dodge to the left and then Judo throws him, making him flip and to land hard on his back. That action brought a change in both the faces of spiky haired and blonde criminal.

"She's amazing." The Urban Legend Hunter exclaimed in excitement.

"That's Misaka's roommate for you." Satou smirks.

Then the young Kamijou turned his attention to Uiharu who was holding back a woman in who was struggling out of her hands. Satou, Ruiko, and Aizawa ran over to see what the problem was. Apparently it was the woman who was in charge of the tour.

"Please stay here! It's not safe to leave the square, right now!" Uiharu told her, trying to calm her down.

"Let go!" The tour guide exclaims, desperate for something.

"What's going on here?" The brown haired teenager asks.

"Kamijou?"

The woman was able to relax, and able to release Uiharu's grip from her.

"We're missing one of the boys who was on the tour with us." The woman explains. "He said that he left something on the bus, and went to look for it."

"I think we should help her, Uiharu." The younger Kamijou suggested. It was troublesome, but there would be more problems if the kids were still out there with these robbers and, if Satou guessed right, their accomplices were around the scene. Two of them, at least, as he saw two people across the bank with clothes covering most identifiable features on their person.

"You said it. If I didn't help any young boys and girls out, Tamaki will never forgive me." The blue haired teen volunteered to help as well.

"I wanna help too." Ruiko asked if she can be of any assistances, despite not having any powers.

"Normally I wouldn't allow civilians in a situation like this, but I'll make an exception." The flower headband girl pointed out, allowing her friends to assist.

"You are the best, U~i~ha~ru~ Now, what are we waiting for?" Ruiko exclaimed, urging the woman to describe the appearance of the lost boy. Apparently, he was about seven years old with black hair and brown eyes, wearing a light blue shirt, with a green sweater, and blue shorts.

"Alright, we'll look for him together."

Back over with Kuroko, the spiky haired bank robber opened his hand and created a fire ball over it, making it larger and larger.

"It's too late to back down now, girlie." The esper threatened. "Since this great me is a nice guy, I'll make sure that you're alive and the only thing you need to do is being stripped naked out in public."

"A pyrokinetic?" Seeing his ability made Shirai frown a bit, more on the collateral damage rather than her potential danger. "Alright."

Her face changed back to a determined expression quickly, running around an open space to direct his attention out of civilians on the scene.

"Hey don't you run away from me!" He threw his fire ball to her direction, only to hit the empty street.

"She's gone?!"

"Is that all you can do?" The auburn petite girl teleported behind and gave him a dropkick from behind his head, knocking out the robber leader. The blonde simply got out of there. Quickly after that, Kuroko teleported the metal spikes on her thighs into his clothes, pinning him to the ground. All of this happened in less than five minutes, which made the civilians around applaud the petite Judgment for her bravery and efficiency.

"What? She's a teleporter?" The pyrokinetic questions, completely shocked.

"You should probably stop resisting me or I'll be forced to take drastic measures." She explain, holding one of her needles, with a smug look. "Like teleporting this directly into your body."

The spiky haired criminal was shocked, so he gave up.


Elsewhere, Makoto finally made it to the female dorms.

The girl on his arms had regained her strength a while ago, but had been too embarrassed to tell her childhood friend that. In fact, Tamaki still had her consciousness all the time, just that her being too traumatized to react otherwise. Other than that, she had also tried not to touch Makoto with her right hand. With or without a glove, she would not risk both of their lives to test how wide her Imagine Breaker's effective area was. If she ever wanted to test was another question.

Seeing him attempting to jump to the seventh floor of her dorm from another building, she gripped his shirt's collar to notify her state.

"You can, um, drop me down outside of my dorm. If you mind being seen with me, that's it."

She actually did not mind inviting him for lunch with Fukiyose, but she already made him take her back, taking more of his time would inconvenience him.

"Oh, I don't mind... really." He answers, looking away for a moment. He jumps down to the parking lot of the dormitory. "It's the least I can do."

The young woman could have fallen in love with this stubborn tsundere, really, but right now her mental state was not clear enough to progress that thought. Instead, she simply nodded and gestured her finger to the floor her room was in.

"My room is 706. Seiri, I mean, my roommate should be there at this moment, you can stay for lunch if you want."

If it had been dinner, perhaps she could have cooked something for him, but now was time for lunch and Seiri would have already bought ingredients and cooked their meals already.

"Got it." He told her.

"Makoto?"

"Hmm." The 14-year-old asked, but before he can respond his childhood friend grabbed the collar of his sweater and pressed her kissable lips against his.

"Zapper... I... I need you."

The young middle schooler's hormones were becoming out of control after the surprise kiss. However, he just shook it off and prepared to finish his objective.

"L-Let's just get going." He I told her as the two childhood friends started walking towards the dorm room.

The brown haired boy wrapped his arm around his crush's back, supporting her to walk out of the elevator. Thinking back of her sudden kiss with her Zapper moments before, Tamaki's face was painted by a faint blush. They kept walking to her room, which was one fourth the passage from the elevator.

They finally made it to her room and knocked on the door. After waiting a moment, the door opened up.

"Tamaki?" A feminine voice was heard, as the mentioned Kamijou girl looked at the figure standing in front of her dorm room. Their dorm room, in fact, since the girl was indeed Seiri Fukiyose, her roommate.

She is a young girl in her mid-teens with a slender, yet solid build who has been described as rather tall for her age. She is considerably well-endowed for her age and long black hair and brown eyes. Breast size: F-cup.

"Hey, Seiri." Tamaki weakly greeted her friend, trying to stand on the floor with Makoto still supporting her. The two of them were blushing from the short kiss and decoration of sex. "Something happened so Misaka here helps escort me home."

"So this is the childhood friend you've been telling me about?" The roommate realized, looking at him from head to toe. "He's good looking, that's for sure."

"What?"

"Heh. Okay, you two, let me introduce. Makoto, meet Seiri Fukiyose, my best friend. Seiri, meet Makoto Misaka, my childhood friend."

If best friend was whom one could call the friend you usually shared one bathtub, one shower, meals and other foods, one bed, and occasionally made love with, sure, Seiri Fukiyose was indeed Tamaki Kamijou's best friend. The Kamijou girl was tempted to use a stronger word to indicate her relationship with Seiri, but could not think of one at the moment. Sex friend sounded too vulgar, and while friendship was not necessarily inferior to sexual relationship, she would prefer if she could call the girl in front of her something more intimate. Well, she could think about it later.

"So, Seiri, I kind of want to invite Makoto here to join our lunch, do you mind? I could help prepare foods if we don't have enough."

Fukiyose frowned a bit, looking at the state of her roommate. Not that she thought Tamaki could not cook well, she had been in the receiving side long enough to say that she was almost obsessed with the girl's cooking, but these blue eyes of her friend looked like they could have seen better things, or have been coloured by happier thoughts. Now, her friend looked bad, and it was not about her outer appearance, she still looked lovely for a short— scratch that thought, it was not the right time, Seiri reprimanded herself. Something had plagued Tamaki's thoughts recently, and her eyes still reflected a shadow of that, whatever it was.

"I don't mind, honestly, but stop pushing yourself, girl. I know you, Tamaki, and I know you shouldn't do anything rash right now. You know you have that habit to try so hard whenever there are guests who come here for you foods." The large breasted high schooler says. Then she noticed her roommate trying to argue. "Oh, and shut it, you and I both know I am right. Sit there, missy, I will prepare lunch for us three."

Seiri one-sidedly shot down Tamaki's offer and retort before the blue-eyed girl had any chance to say anything, and then the pseudo-class president went to the cooking area of their dorm room.

When Makoto tried to move to where Seiri had left for, Tamaki sweetly yet intimidatingly spoke out, her voice still hinting a tinge of tiredness.

"Do. Not. Ever. Think. About. It. Our kitchen is not ready for a disaster, Mako."

She intentionally used his childhood nickname, one that he could remember she had only used whenever his pranks had gone too far and a spanking had been waiting for him in the form of Tamaki Kamijou's signature finishing move: thousand hands.

"Here, some water." The graceful host gave her brown haired guest a cup of water, smiling at him as if the previous exchange had never happened.

"And, well, if you still want to, mmm, I can't really use 'improve,' can I? Yeah, if you still want to learn to cook, I could teach you some other days. But today, you leave it to us, erm, to Seiri, I mean, okay?" She said in a slow pace, not forgetting to tease him, which followed by full on seduction. "Unless, after lunch, you want to do something... intimate."

"Sure, but it's not like I was going to ask."

"Good boy." Tamaki replied in a sing-song tone, then reached out to give him a smooch on his left cheek. "I should help Seiri serve the table. If you don't mind, we keep utensils there."

She pointed to a cupboard beside the kitchen, then left for helping her roommate.

"Hah, I guess you can't really sit like a princess and let me serve you after all. Okay, help me bring these dishes to our dining table." Seiri said in defeat, she should have no known Tamaki's personality already.

The Level 5 smiled from this, before thinking back to the kisses he received and what his childhood friend told him earlier.

'Zapper... I... I need you.'

He could not help wondering how he always behaved like a brute towards her all the time, with her being sweet like that. Surely, there were times that she was nonchalant and casual, sometimes insensitive even, but being closer to her than most people, he knew the idiotic girl never meant bad for anyone. And sadly, there were too many competitions for her because of her usual behaviour. That stupid girl was too oblivious for her own good. Still, he could pinpoint some reasons that they could not be as close as they had been. Firstly, it was easily their sexes. It was not easy to overcome or ignore the social roles for genders after all, so he had also become awkward around her. Secondly, his ability. He had been drunk in his ability, it had been just that simple, and it had gone into his head, telling him he had become a superhero. Which had made him develop some disturbing arrogance and lashed out at her. Yet being the oblivious fool she was, she never gave up on her equally stupid childhood friend. Thirdly, and most importantly, her ability, or more precisely, her ability being superior. She had never shown it before both of them arrived at Academy City, or perhaps she had also never known of its existence. He still remembered one time he had been crazed that her ability had proved itself superior to his, and he had imagined her face mirroring his arrogant face, and he had unreasonably used his ability to beat her mercilessly. He shuddered to think what would have happened if she had been more careless and gotten hurt by his idiocy, or worse, incapacitated by it and never recovered. If—

"GAAAAAAAAAAAH!?"

Makoto's train of thoughts would have reached outside of the Solar System if his cheek was not touched by the coldness of a coffee can of the brand both a certain albino and a certain misfortune magnet favoured.

"I don't know what you are thinking about, but Zapper should not have that depressed expression on his face is what I think. So, here, try a sip." Her voice was ringing like a bell in his ears.

Oh, now he happened to remember the fourth reason that he had been awkward around her. It was actually the most important, not her ability as he had previously thought. That was easy that it made him feel stupid for not realizing it sooner. It was simply—

"That, I love..." Makoto spoke out his thoughts slowly, trying to get his confession clearly, yet his damn hand had instinctively brought the opened can of coffee to his mouth, which made it like he was praising the coffee flavour rather than he loved anyone.

"Hm? Glad to see you love it. It is my favourite after all." Tamaki, after setting the dishes on the table, said that before leaving to get the miso soup that Seiri had prepared. The third resident of the dorm room now was taking the seat opposite to him, frowning a bit at his completely failed confession.

"What is it?" He asked, noticing her expression.

"Nothing." Fukiyose muttered. Not that she hated the guest, he was Tamaki's friend after all. She just felt annoyed that someone had invaded her turf and had the potential to threaten her relationship with Tamaki, being as vague in definition as it was.

Tamaki returned with the miso soup in three bowls on a tray, and she put it down the table, placing each bowl in front of their seat. Putting the tray down, she settled on the right of Seiri and the left of Tamaki.

"Hmm? Seiri, you look upset? Is there something wrong?" Tamaki asked, worriedly.

"Eh, oh, nothing. My bad. I'm just-" Fukiyose's explanation was cut short when Tamaki reached out to hug her, the blue-eyed girl's hands around her back.

"Sorry for worrying you, Seiri. I really want to tell you why I am like this again. I will be ready to tell you soon, I promise." Tamaki's left cheek caressed Seiri's right cheek lovingly.

"H- Hey, Tamaki! I get it, really! Get your butt back to your seat! You invite Misaka there for lunch, right? Keep your role together!" Fukiyose was all but yelling at her ridiculously cute roommate, a bit embarrassed that she was the receiving end of her Tamaki's loving behaviour in front of others. How she could even feel threatened while she felt so loved like this, Seiri reproached herself. "And be ready soon, okay?"

She kissed her roommate's forehead.

"Yeah." The unlucky girl replied, sunshine on her face. "I will."

And so the three students began to eat their lunch, each of them enjoyed the tasty dishes.


Back on the ongoing robbery, Shirai just finished handcuffing the spiky haired robber, who looked like the leader of the gang, and his dreadlocks accomplice. She looked in the direction of the third one, who proceeded to run for a while, only to see that Saten and an unknown kid were standing in front of his way, both faces paled at the approaching man.

"WATCH OUT, SATEN!" Shirai's partner yelled out, worried for her friend and the kid.

Before the pigtail teleporter got into action, she felt the Earth shake a bit. It feels like something big was near. Then everyone heard a roar of some kind of unknown animal. Kuroko turned around and was shocked from what she saw.

"Now that is a marvelous transformation ability. As expected from a sibling ability of My Sister." Unbeknownst to most people, a bobcut black-haired girl murmured with excitement and relief in her voice. She was in a black sailor uniform shirt and skirt, a shade covering her black eyes which were decorated with a star-shaped light in their irises.

Standing where Uiharu was next to was a gigantic aqua blue scaled lizard-like creature. If it could be called a lizard, that was it. Its head looked like a combination of a rhinoceros and a lizard, except for nasal bosses over its nose and eyes. Its head had a frill with a pair of horns growing on it. Its body was large and contained four hard strong limbs. Its total length was at least 5 times larger than her friend's height, its head standing twice as high as her head. Shirai was not sure what this creature was, as familiar as some kind of extinct dinosaurs it looked like, but if it was a production of an ability of a student in this Academy City, she could be sure to look up on who could manage that ability.

That monstrous animal dashed to the blond bank robber, each of its steps had to weigh a ton. The blonde did not have time to catch Saten and the boy, looking scared back to his behind, only for his face to pale more and more the moment the dinosaur-like creature approached him.

The reptile stopped before the man, landing its heavy steps just one meter away from him, its hard nose almost touching his hair.

GRAAAAWR.

Before the robber could do anything, the animal let out a deafening growl, effortlessly making the blonde lose his unconsciousness. The still standing body let out a a strange smelly liquid, wetting his pants.

The hackers eyes widened in confusion, completely stunned from what just transpired.

"Oh wow." Ruiko blurted out, awestruck.

"W- Where... from...? H-How... here...? Wh-When... appear...? W-What... it...?" Uiharu stammered something, which should be roughly translated to the big questions of the dinosaur-like monstrosity there: where it came from, how it was here, when it appeared, what it was. Almost the full score for basic WH-questions for a new student of a language. Adding a why and a who and Uiharu would score a full mark.

Saten was also stunned at the appearance of this huge horned lizard, the kid next to her hiding behind her back, yet he mumbled something interesting.

"Pa... Pachyrhinosaurus!"

Leaving it to the kids to be the dino nerds. And with that name thrown to her, a question mark would appear next to Ruiko's flower hairpin if this was an anime as she titled her head.

"Pa- Patchee rhinoceros? A cousin or something of rhinoceros?"

If the dinosaur beside them could move its palm to cover its face, it would surely do so already.

"Mmm~ It was an awesome performance, but looks like My Sister's sibling could use some of my assistance~" The bobcut black-haired girl with star-shaped light in her irises grinned. She let out a remote and point to the people around the scene.

"You don't see a dinosaur on the street, just a brown-haired boy punching a thug so hard~" And then she pointed it the dinosaur in question. "And you will transform into your human form quickly~"

Growling for a moment, the large prehistoric creature transformed back into his original form. It was Satou Kamijou this whole time.

"Your Beloved Sister is looking forward to your compensation date for this~" The girl winked at nowhere, yet somehow in a female dorm far far away, a high school girl could sense something cold along her spine as if her person would be in danger soon.

Kuroko and Kazari rushed to Ruiko, Satou, and the young boy to check on them.

"Kamijou! That was dangerous and reckless! Even if it was to save Saten, you sprinting to punch an armed man like that is suicidal!" The twintails Judgment almost shouted to the younger Kamijou, and the boy in question blinked twice before he realized what was wrong.

'Oh boy, looks like Shokuhou has scored another point for Sister just now. No wonder I had that urge to transform back in the middle of the streets.'


Back over with Tamaki...

The black haired young woman sneezed loudly, covering her nose.

"What's wrong, Tamaki?" Makoto asked his childhood friend.

All three occupants of the dorm were laying down on the bed with the cover's over them. Another fact was that they were in their birthday suits. Clothes were scattered all over the room.

"I... just felt something big just happened is all, Maakun. Mind if I turn on the news for a bit?"

Receiving no complaints from the two naked people next to her, Tamaki just did so.

The TV in the corner of the room was turned on, broadcasting the news of a suppressed bank robbery, which showed up three high school aged criminals were brought into an Anti-Skill armored car, supervised by two similar faces to two students of a certain high school. The location was near Fureai Plaza where Tamaki and Co. had enjoyed their crepes.

"Isn't that... Aiho and Miss Tessou?" Tamaki immediately recognized them.

"Miss Yomikawa and Miss Tessou, indeed." Seiri commented, seeing her two teachers on screen.

"Hey, Tamaki, we were just there with Kuroko's bunch, don't you think so? Hope that Uiharu and others are all right." Makoto worriedly voiced out his concerns.

Yet, the unlucky high schooler did not hear what her childhood friend was saying. She was looking at a shade of a girl in an almost hidden corner on TV. That girl... was the agent that Misaki usually sent to Tamaki for exchanging greetings or other miscellaneous things which that lazy girl refused to come in person.

'Misaki, so it was indeed her.' She deduced, realizing who gave her that chill a few seconds ago.

"Anyway... I have to agree that was that was the best sex we ever had." Her roommate announced, moving to the side and making her bosom bounce.

"Indeed." The Level 5 agrees, sitting up a bit. "Who knew that losing your virginity was so much enjoyable. Thanks for that, we should definitely do it again."

"We sure can." The well-endowed teen answers, giving him a quick kiss. "Right, Tamaki?"

The misfortune magnet was still sitting there, not noticing.

"Tama~ ki~ Tama~ ki~ Hey, don't ignore meee~" Seiri complained with a pretend anger, but with a mischievous smirk. She reached out both of her hands under her roommate's breasts, grasping them and seizing a pinch on one nipple.

"Aaa~" Tamaki moaned, pain and lust filling her voice. "Wh- What's that, Seiri?"

"It's not polite to ignore people, Tamaki, especially one that you slept with. So as punishment, the two Tamas here will be mine for a straight minute." Fukiyose enjoyed fondling her roommate's soft orbs, which she also named Tama after their owner. "And Misaka shall be balls deep inside your anus."

"What?" Her blue eyes widened as she felt something hard and fleshly pressing against her rosebud. "Can we talk about this? Be reasonable."

"Not a chance!"

Seeing his two... wait, how should he call them again? He indeed hoped that Tamaki would consider him more than a sex friend, and while he was also fond of Fukiyose, he did not really know which is title he should call this lady. Was there a term like that for polygamous folks? Wait, there was no marriage involved that, should that be... polyamorous folks? Oh, whatever. Seeing his two lovers messing around did make his little Makoto down there go strong and beyond. It was ready to pierce through the heavens once again. Still, he heard that anal sex would hurt as hell if not prepared carefully, since it was not really a place for sticking anything in. Still, the sight of his crush's butt hovering in front of him was too alluring. So his manhood was hardening, its tip just outside of Tamaki's anus.

'Here we go!' Makoto only planned to insert half of the tip inside her first, but for the heat of the moment, Seiri's voice made him want to go all out, so the glans was quickly swallowed into Tamaki's small hole. 'Oops.'

"Gaaah!" Tamaki screams as her asshole is stuffed up.

Her anal hole tightened as soon as Makoto just entered as if it was alive, which made the boy more excited. He thrusted all of his length into her, making her gasp for air.

Seiri, hands still grabbing her female mate's marshmallow-like tits, moved her lips close to Tamaki's face, starting to kiss her chin. Her kiss moved on in the soft skin, leaving some traces of saliva. She licked on the cheek, then the lips. Suckling the lower lip, then the upper, treasuring the sweetness of her partner. With these moves also distracted Tamaki a bit from the piercing below.

'Here we are!' Tamaki moans in her mind, filled with lust. 'We are one together!'


Back at the park, Anti-Skill arrived to take away the bank robbers.

"You may see it unfair, but my ability is not as powerful as I began. As hard to believe as it is to you, I also started as Level 1. If you are frustrated, train harder and challenge me again. Show me what you're capable of."

Shirai gave that short speech to the lecherous spiky-haired man who had attacked her with lewd intentions, then she left elegantly. Somehow in the eyes of the thug, she shined so brightly right now.

The criminals were now being escorted into one of the vans. Once the back of the van closed, the vehicle drives away.

Just then, the tour guide, another woman, assuming to be the young boy's mother, and the young boy Saten rescued, who is currently hugging his mother, comes over to the two. Each of them have a smile on their face.

"You were great. Thank you so much." The mother bows in respect at Ruiko.

"No, it was nothing." Ruiko was embarrassed, being praised.

"I don't know how I can ever repay you." She says, before looking towards her child. "Now thank the nice lady."

"Thank you for helping me, nice lady." The young boy cheerfully says.

Ruiko blushes, now completely flustered.

"Umm, sure." She says, scratching the back of her head.

After the tour bus, Anti-Skill vehicles/personnel, and other citizens left the park, Ruiko was sitting by everyone's bags with Aizawa. She was in deep thought, until a shadow covers her view. In front of her was her boyfriend, smiling down at her.

"You handled that situation pretty well, Ruiko." Satou praises her, smiling.

"Really?"

"Yeah, I believe that was downright heroic of you."

Hearing those words made her turn red.

"Gee, thanks, Satou." Ruiko nervously chuckles. "Say, can I have a reward when we get back home?"

"What do you have in mind?" He questions, leaning forward.

Smiling, the Level 0 stands up and whispered into his ears. Whatever the young girl said made him blush.

"Aaah, you lovebirds keep flirting in front of a heartbroken maiden. I have feelings too, you know?" The fake Kansai speaker said in a dramatic tone, hinting there was not even an ounce of seriousness in what she just said.

Which, unsurprisingly, made the long-black haired girl blush a bit. The high schooler could only laugh at her reaction.

"I am sad, you know. Your sister leaves me here with you lovebirds when she returns home with a tsundere boyfriend, being waited by a loving kuudere wife, only to engage with both of them in an intimate ritual that would make great materials for our mother country's AV industry. Oh, my poor soul could only feel so much loneliness." As if to emphasize she was never serious, Pierce placed her right hand over her heart, her left arm throwing in the air with her left palm opening. She looked like some distressed lady who was betrayed by her beloved.

With that, Satou let out a snort, his blush fading. Ruiko also knew that the senior was only messing with them two so she allowed herself to laugh.

'But if that scenario Pierce here proposed turns out to be true, Tamaki should prepare for my teasing the next time we eat lunch.' Satou thought mischievously.

"That being said, I guess that our date ends here. It had its ups and downs, but you guys are really fun. Mind exchanging numbers with me, Saten?"

Pierce took out her cellphone.

"Sure." Ruiko agreed, and they two quickly exchanged numbers. "It was nice to meet you."

"Likewise."

Then the two Judgment members regrouped with Satou, but it seemed they needed to go to their branch soon after that.

"It is a pity we cannot stay here longer, so I guess it is a goodbye. Senpai, could I have your number? Perhaps we could chat later and hang out another day." Uiharu said, her tone a tad lonely.

"I was about to ask yours, actually. Here. And you too, Shirai, if you don't mind. I can give you two Tamaki's too if she is okay with it!" Pierce answered cheerily.

"Um... It's okay, I guess?" Shirai replied unsurely. She was not against knowing more of Tamaki, who somehow was not affected by her teleportation, but knowing the older girl as the fiercest rival for her Onii-sama's love, she could not help feeling a bit pressured.

"Um, I also want Sister's number, Sempai!" Ruiko added. Which made Satou chuckle a bit.

"You know you can ask her brother here, Rui. I am sure Tamaki will be glad to chat with you." The younger Kamijou teased.

And after exchanging numbers, Shirai took Uiharu's hand.

"That's goodbye now, I suppose. Take care, Saten, Kamijou, Senpai."

And then she teleported with her partner out of the scene.


Somewhere in District 7, a girl with black hair braided in two low pigtails could be seen harassed by three older bigger boys. She was cornered into a corner just outside the surveillance cameras. The pair of thick glasses which were too big for her face was dropped on the concrete ground, revealing her soft features. Her kissable lips were trembling, her captivating teary brown eyes looking up the thug trio, fearing for what they would do to her body.

"Oh boy, look what we have here. This chick is even cuter than I thought."

"Boss, she looks so fragile."

"I bet she is a hidden little slut, man. Look at her lips, these look like she has done more than kisses with boys around her."

All of her harassers had black hair but with different styles, one tied in a low ponytail, another geled into a spiky ball like a porcupine, the third hanging his shoulder-length hair down. Their faces were pierced with rings in many places, making them look more scary. One of them, the low-ponytail guy, already tore down upper right part of her dark blue sailor shirt, revealing her soft skin with the right strap of her lacy green bra.

"So sexy, yet so innocent. I like her, Boss, can we keep her?"

"No, you dumbass. Hurry up and rip off all her clothes. We need to be quick, remember?"

"But, Boooooss?"

Before the three could sexually harass her more, a whistle was heard and then appeared three high school boys in white dress shirts and pants in different colours: blue, dark blue and black. Over the newcomers' right arms were a dark green band which indicated they were with Judgment.

"Damn party poopers. Retreat, boys. We'll enjoy her next week. Hopefully without any interruptions."

The thug leader, the guy with long hair hung down, twisted his face in anger but decided to leave their victim and avoid the conflicts. They escaped the scene as soon as the Judgment members could reach.

"Miss, are you okay?" One of the Judgment boys covered her right chest with a white towel and asked worriedly, yet he only received a cold stare from the beautiful girl standing before him.

"Why... Why couldn't you arrive sooner...?" She muttered, struggling to collect her things before standing up straight. She refused to come with them to their Judgment branch office and left the scene. The teenage Judgment could only took a quick shot of her face for reports later, as they could not afford sending a member to escort her to her dorm.

'These useless Judgment... Law enforcers... as if they can enforce any law with their severe lack of efficiency... Senpai, if only you were here with me...' The girl thought darkly. She was thinking of a childhood friend that had saved her from an assault by her... by a man she had called her father. She wished that friend could be with her at the moment.

"Trashy males... Trashy Judgment... They can just die! Die, die, die, die, die!" The girl growled, her voice filled in hatred. She slowly got her feet out of the alley way where she had been forced to go in, trying her way home.

"If only I can be stronger... Then I can kill these useless bags of meat who are too slow to protect people whom they swore to protect, then I can kill these dick-possessing bastards who are too drunk in their dick that they assault those powerless females that they should protect... Die, die, die, die, die..." The girl mumbled, reaching the towel offered by the Judgment boy in disgust, but she did not want to risk more rapists on her way home. She swore she would throw it away as soon as she got to her dorm.


Back at the dorm, Makoto was standing behind Seiri and Tamaki watched as he quickly plunged his cock in and out of the girl's pussy. She had a good view here, lying down the bed and enjoying her roommate's boobs bouncing above her was enticing, her below almost wetting again.

"You like that, huh, Fukiyose?" The dark chestnut haired young man asked, never missing a stroke, as he holds onto her hips.

"Just call me Seiri." The high schooler says with a groan. The Electromaster going in balls deep just as she responded, while Tamaki smiled as her roommate presses her bosom, nude form, and nipples against her own. Makoto, on the other hand, was enjoying every inch of the young woman that was currently getting fucked.

'Now I am thinking about it, how did we end up in this situation again? I can still remember we were supposed to have a normal lunch, and after that Makoto helped Seiri clean dishes and utensils. What even led the three of us to fuck each other's brain out like rabbits in heat?!' Tamaki was still perplexed that her lunch had turned into a sex party so easily. 'Well, whatever, might as well make the most of it.'

The 'Lucky Letcher Lure' heard him slap Seiri's ass before pulling back, ordering her to her knees and allowing her to join her as well. The black haired girl took her childhood friend's rock hard cock in her mouth, enthusiastically slurping up Seiri's pussy juices from Zapper's shaft as the well-endowed got closer before working his balls with her mouth.

'She's so good at this.' Tamaki thought as the teen felt her cunt soak. The two roommates changed positions every several moments.

'Still... If my friends are eager to have sex with me like that, I suppose I should prepare my mentality for their advances. Hope that my misfortune won't make them hate me.' The unlucky girl sighed, realizing she had become attached to her lovers, for the lack of a better term, she decided to call all of partners like that. As she also remembered the details that led to some of her sexual adventures. Kisses. A lot of them. This time, it was because she had kissed Makoto and Seiri had kissed her, three of them had gone into what was currently still happening. The other time, it was because Pierce had kissed her to comfort her, which had made Gunha decide to kiss both of them, and the same thing had happened like now.

'Kisses are... terrifying, aren't they?' Tamaki let out a mischievous grin on her face, which made Seiri surprised.

"Tama...?"

"Nope. I am just thinking I love you two a lot, Seiri, Maakun." Tamaki pulled her roommate into a quick kiss before going back to lick Makoto's balls again.

"Oh that's good, girls. Thank you for inviting me to have lunch with the both of you." Makoto said, Seiri winking up at him before taking his pole completely down her throat. The pair sucked and gagged all over the young man's cock for awhile, the Level 5 enjoying the sight of the two young women worshipping his cock.

"Did you use her ass yet?" Tamaki asked her childhood friend, while Fukiyose had her lips wrapped around his shaft. Makoto smiled at his childhood friend and grabbed Seiri arm, lifting her up before pushing her back down over the bed. He grabbed his shaft, spread open her ass and plunged his cock into the tight hole in one go.

"Ahhhhhhh fuck, Maakun, take it easy!" Seiri wailed as Makoto started to pump her perky butt. Tamaki got on the bed, placing her head on the black hair's ass and opening her mouth wide. The Ace took his friend's cue and pulled his cock from Fukiyose, plunging it into Tamaki's mouth so that she could get a taste.

He did this for awhile, going ass to mouth until Seiri's stretched out asshole gaped wide open, he rammed his fingers into the abused hole, pushing his fingers into the screaming 'Iron Wall' young woman, while the bad luck magnet bobbed up and down on his cock.

"Oh, looks like little Makoto is ready again. What a greedy cocky lad!" Tamaki commented as his balls hardened again, indicating something all three residents fully understood. Taking down his own length some more times, she directed the strong pole into Seiri's ass again, causing her to groan in exhaustion.

'Here we go again.' He answered in his head as he begins to fuck the woman's ass once again.

Just then, someone phone begins to ring on the nightstand.

"Saved by a phone call."

"Mmm... Whose is that?" Makoto groaned, realizing his shaft and balls became softer a bit. He might need some more encouragement to go fully erected again.

"Um... It's mine, sounds like Satou's ring tone which he set up for me." Tamaki answered, feeling ashamed that she technically bombed her lovers' excitement. "Sorry, Maakun, I'll be back in a minute. Service Seiri good for me, alright?"

She then runs into the bathroom with her phone.

"It's Tamaki. What's up?" Upon closing the bathroom's door, she asked the person calling, not realizing that was a video call, for it was new phone Misaki bought for her, and that she was still naked as the day she had been born.

"Tamaki, it's Satou and... What the devil?! Are you... Answer the phone with some clothes on! Jeez!"

"... Oh." The older Kamijou felt heat on her face, her palm having an urge to cover her face in embarrassment. Leaning the phone to the basin next to toothbrushes, she grabbed a purple towel nearby and wrapped it around her chest, covering her bosom and her body down to her butt. She then got back to the phone.

"It's not like you never see me like that, foolish brother. I am your sister to boost, surely you won't have any weird ideas about me, right? So, what's the matter?"

"That's not what is important, idiotic sister. Urgh!" The other side sounded a bit annoyed, which made Tamaki feel a taaaaaaaaaaad guilty.

"Ooookaaaay. I'll be careful around you too, if you insist. So, what do you want to talk about?"

"Alright... As I was saying before I was interrupted, I'm going to stay over with Ruiko for the evening." He begins.

"Oh, okay. So you need me to buy condoms for you?" She teased.

"Not today. Bought some, on the way of getting stuff for dinner." He answers on the other end. "The girls were worried about you from earlier, they just wanted to know if you were a right now."

"Oh that." She gasped, remembering the whole reason she was at her dorm in the first place. "I'm fine..."

Before she answers, both siblings heard moaning and the sound of skin slapping against each other. There was even someone getting their ass spanked as well.

"Just fine." Tamaki answers.

"I see."

"And, Ruiko. Tell her that she doesn't need to feel guilty. Just me recalling some nasty things in the past."

"Tell you what, I will make her forget about your little drama this morning in no time. Oh, and prepare for my interrogation, dear Sister, since you will get it in our lunch tomorrow."

"You little..."

Tamaki sighed. So her condition was that bad, she might have to assure the girls of that if need be.

"Oh, hey. And send me the numbers of Ruiko, Kazari and Shirai if they are okay with it. I may want to say hi to them."

"Well, okay. But you can also login to Academy City forum for that too, Tamaki. Every student here can chat and do stuff on it." Satou suggested. He swore that he had seen Ruiko hunting rumours on it and spreading some herself.

"Well, I'll see it later."

"Bye." She says, ending the call. Sighing in embarrassment, she drops down to the floor.

"I can't believe I did it again." Tamaki told herself, facepalming her forehead. "My younger brother saw my tits again. Well, whatever, might as well see how the others are doing."

Standing back up, the young woman walks out of the bathroom and she sees her childhood friend laying down in the bed while her roommate was bouncing on his cock.

"Oh you wonderful bitch!" Makoto groans as the woman continues to ride him.

"Relax, stud... and feel the best thing of your life." Seiri told him as her pussy squeezes around his shaft. "Now, you belong to me."

Tamaki was starting to become jealous and hot and bothered all at once. Smiling as she begins removing the towel, which allowed it to fall on the floor and join the pile of clothing, she slowly begins walking towards her lovers for more mind blowing orgasmic sex. She started to realize that both her and Satou are totally fucked up ever since coming to this city, but not in the worst was. Never a dull moment indeed, in lovely Academy City.

To be continued...