Author Introductory Notes:

As one reads this part of the story, the events of Toaru Kagaku no Railgun (manga) - Chapter 132.5 would be referenced to have happened, specifically the meeting between Mikoto Misaka and Misaki Shokuhou on the hallways of Tokiwadai.


Fictions Mentioned:


Episode 7 - Attack on Wyvern


OP Song:

Tomorrow Never Dies · Sheryl Crow


Location:

Multiverse: KK 2004 Multiverse

Universe: ACMI Universe-Prime


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Max Payne - Main Theme


Once again, after Touma Kamijou and the three young high class ladies: Misaki Shokuhou, Seria Kumokawa, and Ayu Mitsuari had finished their meal, much to the satisfaction and pleasure of the ladies, they would eventually decide to exchange numbers with Kamijou who had asked for them as he thought that they should keep in contact just in case. And the ladies didn't seem to have any problem in it, despite a few hesitations here and there.

"Haaah? Wh-Why would you ask our numbers so casually?," asked Misaki, sporting an embarrassed expression, clutching her handbag.

"Umm. I just thought that it would be nice if we got to know more about each other, that's all. You know, having to hang out with friends and stuff," Kamijou explained in an honest tone.

"Fri-Friends?," Mitsuari sported a confused and almost touched expression. "Bu-But we just met? How could you consider us as your friends already?"

Kamijou would place his right hand towards the back of his hair and rub it, showing an action of cheeky embarrassment and an apologetic smile. "I...I don't know really. All I can say is that I had fun when I was with you three, that's all."

"Oho? Now that's quite the vague response that you've given to us, boy. As I recall, you seem to have a fair number of friends back at the middle school branch such as those two perverted idiots that I've heard all about out, Tsuchimikado and Aogami if I recalled correctly," Kumokawa said, sporting an amused expression, placing her right hand towards her waist.

"Oh, those two," Kamijou removes his hand from his hair as he sported an apologetic expression and smile, recalling the two weird but nevertheless good friends that you could actually count when the going get's tough.

Motoharu Tsuchimikado and Pierce Aogami.

Them alongside Kamijou are known by the term "Delta Force" due to their comedic shenanigans that would usually range on many types of comedy, particularly the more infamous perversion side on the major part of the other two middle school students except for Kamijou.

In fact, he could just recall that one time...

"I'm telling you man for the last time, lolis are life, lolis are love!," Aogami argued his convictions, much to the bewilderment, amusement, and embarrassment of everyone in the classroom, both inside and outside, who were simply watching the back-and-forth argument, some of whom were narrowing their eyes in a sort of semi-judgmental expression.

"Hehe," Tsuchimikado touched the bridges of his sunglasses, sporting a smug expression and smirk. "On the contrary my friend, I believe that little sisters are considered as the best for life because you could adapt them to many kinds of environments and allow themselves to show their apparent sex appeal through the use of many types of clothing, especially when it concerns maid outfits, and I speak from experience."

"Ne, Kami-yan. What do you think about my profound argument? Am I right or is Tsuchimikado right?," Aogami looks at Kamijou who was simply sitting on a student desk chair that was nearby a window to the back who was watching the back-and-forth argument with interest and exasperation.

"Umm, I plead neutral," Kamijou spoke in an apologetic smile, raising his arms in a T-shaped expression.

"Oh come on, Kami-yan! You always say that!," both the blonde who argued for little sisters and the blue hair who argued for loli girls exclaimed in exasperation, while the rest who were watching couldn't help but laugh, especially the middle school girls who were giggling at the answer.

"Right... Them... Um, yeah, of course I have friends, although when it comes to Tsuchimikado and Aogami, they're the kind of friends that you don't really tell your other friends due to possible misunderstandings, them being actually great guys notwithstanding. But still, can't I have more friends?," Kamijou asked rather innocent-like, sporting an apologetic smile and expression, tilting his head, as if confused, as if there were question marks flying all over him, much to the giggling laughter of the three high class ladies who couldn't help themselves upon the boy's reaction.

"Hmmm. Alright, alright, we'll give you our numbers, and besides, I think that us being in contact with each other would prove to be quite beneficial," Kumokawa said, sporting a smile.

"That's quite surprising of you to say, senior citizen-san," Shokuhou sported a smirk on her face, with arms crossed. Then she started to shrug her shoulders. "But then again, I suppose that I can see your point as well. As much as I would hate to admit, this was quite the memorable experience and I wouldn't mind if I get to experience some more, even if I have to put up with you of all people."

"Oho! Quite the thrill seeker for an ojou-sama of Tokiwadai, oh wait, how can you be one when you are still quite the tiny pipsqueak," Kumokawa sported an amused expression, raising the palm of her right hand as it touches her mouth while raising her left hand a little lower, somewhere in the height of her lower chest line in order to indicate just how short Misaki Shokuhou actually was.

"Says the person whose room is practically a jungle zoo that is quite fitting for a gorilla," Shokuhou fired back, sporting a smug expression.

"Oho, you're seriously still going there? How about I tell Kamijou-san how your underwear is quite the perverted one?," Kumokawa fired back, sporting an amused expression.

"Wha! You wouldn't dare?!," Shokuhou reacted, sporting an expression of anger and annoyance.

"Try me, golden girl," Kumokawa dared, still not letting go of her amused expression.

And as the two high class ladies would argue back-and-forth, Kamijou and Mitsuari could only sport exasperated expressions, looking towards each other in understanding.

"Ne, Kamijou-san. Just how on earth could you potentially deal with this if you wanted to be friends with all three of us?," Mitsuari asked curiously.

"Believe it or not, this isn't really the worse thing that I've seen, Mitsuari-san," Kamijou responded in a serious tone before looking back towards the two arguing ojou-samas.

The troubling part of this response for Ayu Mitsuari was the fact that she notices the subtle tone that was used. That he wasn't lying when he said that this wasn't the worse thing that he had experienced. Curious at the response, she couldn't help but ask again.

"What do you mean by that exactly?"

Then Kamijou sported a mysterious, gentle smile. "Well, let's just say that I have a lot of experience when it comes to dealing with all types of women."

The strangest part about this response was the fact that based on the serious tone and gentle smile, there weren't any indications of potential misunderstandings and misconceptions for Mitsuari to ponder because of it.

There was a hint that Kamjiou was trying to tell her in private. And she was quite smart enough to catch on.

It was like he was saying: "If you ever have any problems, anything at all, you can come to me for help, and I will do everything I can to help."

And it was a response that has Ayu Mitsuari blush like a tomato, touched at the heartfelt answer as she look towards the two girls who were still arguing in order to direct her gaze somewhere else. "Is that so?"

And eventually after the back-and-forth banter that was immediately stopped once again by Kamijou due to the fact that it was quite late as it is as the latter pointed out, and that they needed to eventually head back towards their respective homes since the curfew for the students is coming up.

Then once again, Kamijou and the rest of the three young girls, wearing the same safety gears which consisted of a helmet, goggles, and gloves, would hop a ride on the advance rectangular hoverboard that was now being driven by the former, while the latter three girls were basking in the breeze that managed the cool down the heat that would sweat upon their skin despite the fact that it was already a few minutes before night time. Their next current destination would be somewhere inside the School Garden, an area located on the southern end of School District 7 in Academy City. Much to the subtle sadness of Ayu Mitsuari who couldn't but feel that she could at least bask a little longer at this thrilling but safe and exciting ride that she was now experiencing more than students of her age could experience in a lifetime.

And truth be told, she was rather curious of this spiky-haired individual who managed to save her quite a few hours ago in the afternoon. He seemingly showed up out of nowhere, managing to take down the thugs that were harassing her, and gave her and two other girls quite the treat in a simple restaurant that she would no doubt quite like to come back to every now and then.

Perhaps, this was a case of coincidence that gave a practical benefit upon her as she was still harboring feelings of depression after all this time. No doubt in relation to the Project Ideal to which she had taken part in.

But Ayu Mitsuari was not the only person who was currently harboring complicated feelings. There was Misaki Shokuhou who was also didn't want the day to end. For she too was enjoying these past few hours that had seemingly been a way of stress relief for her. And she hadn't genuinely felt this happy in quite a very long time. Not since losing Dolly. Not since her involvement in the Exterior Project. Not since meeting her deceased friend's original self - Mikoto Misaka.

In fact, she could recall the first meeting between the both of them not too long ago.

It was one simple encounter that happened as she walked across the hallways of Tokiwadai. And she spotted Mikoto Misaka from the left corner, the latter seemed to be pondering something. And the both of them made eye contact with each other.

"Shokuhou Misaki-san?," Misaka uttered in surprise.

Shokuhou didn't show it at the time of the encounter, but she was quite surprised. Shocked even. Finding a very familiar face that was wandering around the hallway. There was the same face and body, the same medium chessnut brown hair and the same hazelnut brown eyes.

Why...? Why would she be here...? Why now...?

Misaki Shokuhou had quite the complicated feelings for Mikoto Misaka. On the one hand, the latter was the reason as to why her best and most precious friend Dolly had even existed. Without Mikoto Misaka, Dolly would never have come to be. On the other hand...

"I never wanted to see you again. Could you stay out of my sight?," Shokuhou shouted grievously, but it also brought a lot of mental pain, guilt, and weight on her part to do so due to the fact that she was saying this to someone who might as well be considered Dolly's older sister.

And that in turn would eventually kick off to a very sour start for the both of them.

Misaki Shokuhou wanted nothing more to do with the her due to the fact that some part of her would blame the latter for what had happened to her friend. One might say that this act of judgment might seem rash, but Shokuhou was quite the complicated person with a bundle of mistrust issues. Not that she could be blamed for this due to the fact that Academy City was a place where truth had no part in it.

For Academy City wasn't really a place of science for the average ordinary person despite it's public statements on the matter.

It was one of two things.

Firstly, it was a place where people are sent to get experimented upon in various ways; ethics and morality not withstanding. And this would eventually result in either pain, injury, or perhaps even certain death.

And secondly, it was a place where the worst of humanity could gather and commit attrocities that can be concealed by the public eye so long as they are for the interests of developing science to new and profound heights.

Both of these reasons would tend to leave a sour taste on Shokuhou's mouth as she could only clench her fists in a subtlety of anger, wanting to shout to the whole world just how cruel, cold, and uncaring that it ought to have been in the case of her own and many others like her.

But then, she supposed that no one would ever try to pay attention to everyone that had ever died in this city. Under the mask of living under a normal life with dreams of accomplishing something more than they ought to have been. Many of the students that were walking and living in Academy City were unknowingly baited by a Faustian offer from the devil (the person behind the creation of Academy City) himself.

In fact, who wouldn't have like to have a superpower of their own. For many people have read and watch the superhero genre and were influenced by it in one shape or form. Esper powers could be considered to be a realistic take to such a genre. And it would be quite accurate to say so, for just as there were apparent benefits to be gained from this, so would it unfortunately have the consequences to be reap from it as the cruel and corrupted would try to see to it that progress would be made to further the heights of science. Even if it meant that a whole lot of corpses that would have to be casted aside.

And as Shokuhou contemplated this, Touma Kamijou was still concentrated on his driving of the hoverboard that was dashing upon the streets.

But he was starting to notice something... A pattern if you will... And the contribution of a tingling sensation that was ringing from the back of his mind was keeping him a bit too unease for his liking.

It was not that there were no buildings around. Nor was it getting any darker. But it still felt like there were fewer and fewer people around with each step they took. It may have been like the difference between a school during the day and at night. No, like the difference between a school in use and one that had been long abandoned. The actual city around them had not changed, but the altered atmosphere made it look entirely different. Perhaps you could call it an omen.

To be more precise, throughout the many years of his life, Touma Kamijou had managed to develop the sharpest of instincts. He would immediately notice that anything would be amiss which has become sort of a sixth sense that pronounces the epitome of a probable danger or obstacle that he needed to overcome. It was something that had been honed unto him ever since he could recall from the many millennial cycles of an Infinite Sets of Hell that he had experienced quite thoroughly and poetically which was all part of a test to see how much he could truly handle and the for the further development of his hidden potential for greatness that even he may not have realized.

For how many days had passed by those sets of years that had become quite a nightmare that would make the post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) of many war veterans and inexperienced soldiers looked utterly tame by comparison? For did he not fought with a determined and iron will to see everything through all for the sake of saving one simple village that was known by the name of Hinamizawa?

And not just that, but it was for the sake of his childhood friends who he have had the absolute pleasure and delight in meeting, and would never like to take that meeting back despite the sufferings that had come before him. For in the midst of all that sufferings, there was them that he kept his mind's eye on. And among them was someone who was special to his heart. A young azure hime-cut haired girl who would eventually become his wife.

"Hey boy," Kumokawa muttered softly to the young man who was driving the hoverboard. "Did you notice anything off about the streets lately?"

"Yeah, I noticed that," Kamijou answered positively, checking from the left and the right as he drives his hoverboard to find less and less of students that were walking by.

As far as Kamijou recalled, it hasn't even been that late. The reflection of the afternoon sunset was still seen from the heavens above, denoting the time of about 5:55 p.m., five minutes before 6:00 p.m..

Then...he felt it. His danger sense becoming quite clearer which was pumping through his mind, causing a sort of adrenaline rush which would let him to brace for the inevitable threat. And this threat seem to be coming closer.

"Girls!," Kamijou spoke clearly, gaining the attention of the three young women who were present; Kumokawa was sporting a serious, attentive expression while Shokuhou and Mitsuari were sporting curious and surprised expressions as they were dragged out of their personal thoughts. "You all might want to grab hold of my waist and buckle up. This ride might get a little bumpy cause I think we're about to have some unwanted company."

"Hmm? What do you mean by that?," Shokuhou asked, sporting a curious and concerned expression.


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Dies irae - Animation OST: Krieg


And Shokuhou's inquiry was answered at a strange sound.

"Grr."

"?," the three girls behind Kamijou sported an alerted expression.

It was a growling sound effect, one that reminded the girls of something that could be associated with predatory animals. But it was something that quite unbelievable because of the fact that they were still on the admittedly empty streets of District 7, a few miles from School Garden.

The girls would look up to find...

A winged and bipedal creature?!

It was around 10-13m tall, about the height of a three-storey building. It had a reptilian body, resembling a bipedal carnivorous dinosaur, with scales like those of green lizard and thin bat-like wings growing from its back. Its head was larger than that of a giraffe, with forward facing eyes that was reminiscent of a cat's eyes and a maw of fangs that were showing slightly as this creature opens his mouth. It was also noted to have a thick tail that seem to carry a resemblance to the tail of a Tokay gecko, a nocturnal arboreal gecko in the genus Gekko, the true geckos, native to Asia and some Pacific Islands.

As the dragon narrows it's cat-like eyes, so did Kamijou's black eyes, who for a split second, was showing the black sharp eyes of a dragon that was signifying a rumbling within the realm that was locked and sealed with his right hand, before it finally returned to normal.

The dragon was located just a few meters to their right as it stood tall against a few three storey buildings. It was now opening it's mouth, showing a bright luminescent flame that was about to fire upon them. Kamijou anticipated this, grabbing something from his pocket which were a couple of circular sized hand grenades.

He begins to take an immediate left U-turn, managing to bring the three girls behind his back to wrapped around the former as tightly as they could, sporting surprised expressions on their faces as they made a yelping sound.

"Ah!," Kumokawa yelped.

"Ah!," Mitsuari yelped.

"Ah!," Shokuhou yelped.

And just as the dragon was about to fire flames from his maw, the downward part of the hoverboard would intercept the flames, forming an automatic shield barrier that manages to reflect the flames back and disorient the dragon for a few moments, sporting a grimaced expression as it howled in pain.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaah!"

At that moment, Kamijou would throw the circular hand size grenades a few meters into the air. Non-lethal explosions happened by the time they reached a few approriate meters, emiting a cloud of grey smoke which would temporarily camoflauge him and the three girls from the dragon who was still sporting a disoriented expression.

After taking a U-turn to the left, Kamijou would eventually drive his hoverboard faster as he mentally commanded the hoverboard to step on it, with the girls hanging on as tightly as they could. They take immediate detour routes towards the hidden parts of the road, particularly the back alleys and close spaces where the dragon would not be able to find them.

Eventually, the four would stop towards a certain backdoor that lead to a six storey building that is joined together by other buildings. For they were somewhere in an open alleyway where there appeared to be a couple of garbage dumps and lined up black plastic bags.

"Everyone inside!," Kamijou ordered, bringing out from his pocket what appeared to be a sonic probe-like device that was producing a whirling sound that allowed a click on the door, automatically unlocking and opening the door, much to the surprise of the three girls who were now hopping out of the hoverboard, the safety gears that they wore once again dematerializing to mere static. Kamijou would tap his hoverboard once, automatically changing back into a green colored cube that launches straight to Kamijou's right hand, grabbing it, and allowing the former to land on the ground.

The three young girls didn't have the time to contemplate what had just happened as they were experiencing an adrenaline rush that allowed them to remain attentive as they eventually got inside the building, with Kamijou being the last to enter as he closes the door.


"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING!," Frenda Seivelun screamed out of shock and fear, with her eyes widened, grabbing Agent Shiage Hamazura's sleeve with her left hand; her right hand was pointing towards the dragon that was shown on the holographic screen.

The rest of the ITEM girls: Mugino Shizuri, Saiai Kinuhata, and were sporting shocked and trepidating expressions as they were also seeing the dragon that was shown from the holographic screen.

"Tck," Agent Hamazura bristled in anger, with his eyes narrowed.

For sometime now, Agent Shiage Hamazura, his partner, and the rest of ITEM girls were noticing a subtle pattern as they were following Kamijou and the three young girls that he was currently with. They would notice the sudden decrease of students and other civilians that were walking about on the streets, until eventually there was no one left but them, Kamijou, and the girls. The other thing that they noticed was the fact that it would appear that the their viewscreens were somewhat getting static due to detecting jamming signals that were covering the major parts of a couple of intersections, streets, and back alleys.

Naturally, they were quite alerted and concerned about this, with Agent Haoyi, seated at the front right side of the RV, was typing something from his holographic keyboard in order to disperse the jamming signals that were almost blocking their holographic screens.

Eventually, the static manages to clear. But they soon find a giant dragon that was capable of breathing flames, firing it upon Kamijou and the three girls, only for the former to use the back part of his hoverboard to form an automatic reflection barrier that managed to knock the dragon over and disorient it, which was eventually followed by a few smoke bombs that managed to cover their escape and head as far away from the dragon as possible.

The dragon, after a few moments of getting disoriented, finally managed to get a hold of itself as it's cat-like eyes narrowed, growling a howl of rage.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaah!"

"Haoyi! Contact Onna-Musha!," Agent Hamazura sported a serious expression as he put the pedal to the metal and stepped on it, looking towards his partner who was also sporting the same serious expression, seeing him typing a few keys from his holographic keyboard.

"Already on it!," Agent Jiang Haoyi was typing hurriedly as he presses the emergency code that allowed for a direct communication line to be activated between them and the Supervisor.

Not a moment to soon, the Tokiwadai Dorm Supervisor was seen from another conjured holographic screen, sporting a serious expression.

"Agent Hamazura, Agent Haoyi, what appears to be the situation?," the Supervisor asked in a serious tone.

"We've got a huge problem, ma'am. The boss and the three girls that he's currently with: Kumokawa Seria, Mitsuari Ayu, and Shokuhou Misaki are currently under attack by a three storey tall dragon that just appeared from out of nowhere. Requesting the assistance of any available MTFs within Anti-Skill in order to protect and assist the boss and the girls while trying to block the designated areas sent to your holomap in order to keep this situation contain and to protect any civilians from accidentally stumbling upon this mess," Agent Haoyi explained the situation in a clear, precise tone.

"Understood," the Supervisor nodded as she sported a narrowed expression, almost likened to a mother-hen who was notified of the fact that her chicks were in terrible danger. "MTF-77 Domino Squad would be sent in first to assist Kamijou and extract the girls to a much safer place. Multiple MTFs would also be notified of this situation as well."


Somewhere in a secret underground facility just located beneath District 2, multiple military soldiers wearing black-grey combat armor were now being heavily deployed as they would enter multiple armoured rescue vehicles. Some of those vehicles were already driving towards the exit as the door openers would be raised upwards, allowing them to exit and drive towards the open road, with the sounds of police sirens being heard from the vehicles.

"All MTFs, be advised, reports of an unidentified creature that is described as a dragon was spotted by MTF ITEM in the intersections near the southern end of District 7. This dragon also appears to be trying to attack General Kamijou and at least three individuals, two of them who happen to be under my charge as their Dorm Supervisor. You are to contain this situation by blocking the roads that lead nearby to the southern end and engage the enemy with discretion," the Supervisor explained from the comm-channel.

"Copy that, ma'am. Many of us are already in-route to the southern end of District 7. Standing-by," the MTF commander said, raising and readying his Remington ACR modular staser assault rifle; the rest of his men who were with him on the back of the armoured rescue vehicle that they were occuping were also doing the same thing as they readied their modified Remington ACRs, M4 carbines, and FN SCARs.


"Sir, the Imagine Breaker had just managed to escape the sights of the Wyvern and is currently in hiding towards what appeared to be a six storey building located at the southeastern corner," spoke a person wearing an AIM yellow-black beekeeper outfit who was at the control panels.

"Excellent work private, all according to plan," spoke the man, nodding in satisfaction who was wearing the same beekeeper outfit as the person who spoke the last. His rank is that of a scientist sergeant who was the same person who had made contact with his superior on the payphone not too long ago. "Begin to send in the troops to intercept and capture them. We cannot let this opportunity passed by and slipped from our fingers. After all, our L.S.S. client would definitely be interested in at least one of them as they and us have a common goal that is needed to be pursued at this time."


Somewhere in the third floor of the six storey building, Touma Kamijou and the rest of the girls: Seria Kumokawa, Ayu Mitusari, and Misaki Shokuhou were simply stopping at the makeshift emergency staircases, the latter three girls, especially Shokuhou, trying to catch their breath and think about their present situation.

"We've...We've lost sight of that thing for now," Shokuhou said, the running already tiring her due to her physical ineptitude.

"Yes, but not for long unfortunately," Kumokawa said, wiping the sweat from her brow with her right hand, before placing both hands to her waist, sporting a concerned expression. "First things first, we would need to start thinking about potential options that we have to work here in order to survive this."

And at that moment...

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

"?!"

A beeping sound was heard from the right inner pocket of Touma Kamijou, who had taken notice of it as he begins to grab his advance cellphone from his right pocket, checking the name of the person who was calling him at this time.

Caller: Agent Shiage Hamazura

"Hamazura," muttered Kamijou as he narrowed his eyes out of concern, putting the cellphone on speaker mode for him and the girls to hear. The girls themselves would also be quite attentive as they would recognize the name "Hamazura" back when they first met the boy, having called the latter in order to send in Anti-Skill to deal with the knocked out thugs of a Skill-Out group.

"Boss!," Agent Hamazura spoke hurriedly from the phone. "Where are you right now?!"

"Third floor, emergency staircase, somewhere in a six storey buidling located in the southeastern direction of District 7. Why do you ask?," Kamijo asked, sporting a concerned expression, with the three girls sporting concerned expressions on their faces.

"You've got company, boss, and I don't mean the friendly kind either. Me and my partner are spotting multiple tangos heading towards your position. Based on what we're seeing from the cameras, it would appear that a couple of beekeepers carrying Mark 50 Photon Rifles are heading towards your way and are probably heading towards your general direction."

"Advanced Idea Mechanics (A.I.M.)," Kamijou spoke the name of their current enemy in a clear tone, much to the surprise of the three girls who have all heard about the infamous Dark Side Organization at one point or another, especially in the case of Shokuhou and Kumokawa who had managed to acquire available information about A.I.M. in the past and had a few indirect encounters and brushes with them. "Let me guess, they're probably the ones who sent that dragon to attack us."

"That's probably a given, Boss. I've already managed to alert my Supervisor about this and she's responded by sending in a couple of MTFs in order to contain the situation as discreetly as possible. Be advised that MTF-77 Domino Squad is currently on their way to assist you and extract the girls to a much safer location," Agent Hamazura said in a professional tone, speaking from the cellphone.

"Alright, thanks man, appreciate the good news," Kamijou nodded in satisfaction. "Good luck out there."

"Will do," Agent Hamazura responded before eventually hanging up, ending the call.

"(Sigh)," Kamijou sighed heavily, closing his eyes before opening them once again as ghe turned towards the three girls who were sporting concerned expressions.

"We need to find another place to hide. This place is compromised," Kamijou sported a serious expression.

"Alright boy, I have to ask this question first and foremost. How much do you know about Advanced Idea Mechanics?," Kumokawa asked, sporting a serious expression.

"More than enough, senpai. Considering the fact that I and a few others that I know have tangled with them more than a few times down the road. In any case, we would need to leave this spot as quickly as we can," Kamijou answered, sporting a hurried expression, his eyes looking from the left and the right.

"And I would agree. Our safety is of paramount importance, but you would have to come clean and start explaining about your current knowledge regarding A.I.M. after this is all over, kouhai, considering that this could be useful to gather context clues about the events that are currently transpiring just a few blocks away," Kumokawa nodded, speaking in an understanding and inquiring tone.

"Of course," Kamijou nodded, before eventually touching the case of his wristwatch that he wore to his left wrist, automatically activating a holographic screen projector, much to the surprise of Mitsuari and Shokuhou, and much to the inquiring and impressed expression of Kumokawa.

"Oho, that's quite the neat wristwatch that you got there, kouhai," Kumokawa said, sporting an impressed smile.

"A little gift from my guardian, senpai," Kamijou simply said, eventually typing a few words - "Imagine Breaker" - from the keyboard that was present on the holographic screen projector.

Eventually, a bright white circular sphere would suddenly encircle Kamijou from the middle portion of his body before eventually spreading into two bright circular spheres that would engulf his entire physical appearance, changing his high school clothing and opting into another wardrobe.

The wardrobe would consist of a blank white eye mask with a modified rectangle mirrored lens, black hoodie jacket, an orange Chinese dragon logo that is centered around a black t-shirt, black active performance track pants, orange utility belt and grey gloves, black socks and black-white Shaq Attack basketball shoes.

Overall, the wardrobe made Touma Kamijou look like he was donning his own superhero outfit in response to a crisis that was no doubt taking place.

"Wow," Kumokawa sported a surprised and pleased expression that was accompanied with a smile, with her right hand placed towards her right waist, seeing the display of changing wardrobes in a split few seconds while Shokuhou and Mitsuari were widening their eyes, sporting impressed and awed expressions, blinking their eyes a few times due to the brightness of the circular spheres and due to their own amazement at seeing something quite advance and presentable to look at.

Kamijou would turn back towards the three young women who were staring at him, the former saying. "Girls, ever heard of teleportation?"

"Hm? Yes, why?," Kumokawa asked, sporting a curious expression.

"Because you might want to make yourselves ready, cause this ride might get bumpy when it comes to first time experiences," Kamijou explains as he once again presses a few keys to his holographic screen projector, instantly teleporting them away from the building that they were currently occupying.

Once they were standing at the staircase. Now they weren't.

And just in time too as multiple AIM beekeepers would eventually storm the buidling that they were once occupying, with some of them eventually making their way towards the staircases as they made their way to the top floor. After checking through every nook and corner of the abandoned building, the beekeeper in charge of the assault team would make contact with his superiors from the comm-channel.

"Sir, we've lost sight of the Imagine Breaker and the TOIs. The analysis in our visors are however confirming signature traces of energized particles that allowed for the transference of matter and energy from one point to another," the beekeeper in charge reported from the comm-channel.

"Ah, so the Imagine Breaker had decided to teleport to another location. Trace the particles to the next known location, and intercept them from there," the beekeeper sergeant instructed from the comm-channel.

"Yes sir," the beekeeper nodded.


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ED Song:

Betcha Never from Cherie (2004)


New Characters:

Motoharu Tsuchimikado - VA: Anri Katsu

Pierce Aogami - VA: Yoshihisa Kawahara

Mikoto Misaka - VA: Rina Satō