Chapter 17: The Electromaster! The Saiyan Hangs Out with the Electric Shock Princess! Part 2!
Tokiwadai School Gate
Mikoto and her roommate Kuroko, accompanied Misaki, baby Alice, Junko, and Ayu as the five girls left the school and headed for the gate.
"Alright then." Mikoto stretches her arms upward. "I feel like going to Joseph's and relax over there."
"I'm afraid that we won't be relaxing when we get there, Sissy." Kuroko shakes her head.
"What are you talking about?"
"I'll explain once we get there." The auburn haired teleporter simply said, before looking at the other girls. "Do the four of you want come with us?"
"I don't think that'll be possible." Junko shakes her head. "The Queen and I have other matters to attend to."
"And I have a date with Touma when I leave here." Ayu declared, sheepishly.
"I really don't understand that idiot." Mikoto frowns. "How the hell is he both married to you and Shokuhou, including Basūra, at the same time? Always the ladiesman."
"Normally I wouldn't take kindly of you disrespecting our shared husband and the father of my daughter, but you must understand that we love him with every ounce of our being. Maybe someday you can experience that with a special someone for you. Unless you already have one that I don't know of."
"I've known him since childhood, Shokuhou." She deadpans. "You've been with him for a year. Still gotta lot of character development between the two of you. After all, I know everything about him. And not even his sister knows. What do you have to say to that?"
"Sissy, he really is your childhood friend?"
"Yeah, so?" She shrugs. "He and I have been best friends for a really long time."
"B-Best friends??" Her roommate stutters.
"It's not like what you're thinking. I see him as a brother and a friend, so no deep feelings for him. Besides, I believe that Hisako has more of a thing for him, since she was way more closer to him." She explains. "Okay, I DID had a huge crush on him back then. But that was a long time ago. I'm way past that, so you don't need to get all dramatic about me and him as an item."
The younger roommate sighs in relief.
"That still doesn't mean you're off the hook, Kuroko." She frowns again. "What you did in the Shower Room was a big no no."
"Awwww!" Kuroko whines like a sad puppy.
The young blonde mother started giggling from this.
"NOT FUNNY, Shokuhou." The Teleporter glares at her. "And anyway, shouldn't you get going?"
"Why yes of course. But first..." She begin, before walking over to her rival. "Do you mind doing me a huge favor?"
"What?" She growls in annoyance. "We may no longer be enemies, but you still have a long way to go to earn my complete tru-."
"Here ya go." The blonde says, handing her infant to the Railgun. "I have now made you Alice's official role model. I could've been myself, but she needs someone to look up to the right way. I want her to be better."
"Huh?" Mikoto blinks her eyes in confusion before all hell broke loose. "Huh?!"
"Good luck, Misaka!" She teases with a wave while walking away with Junko and Ayu, who are both giggling along as they follow their friend. "Oh, and you also need this."
She then tosses something in the air and Kuroko catches it for her roommate.
"Hey! I'm the Railgun, NOT A BABYSITTER!!!" Mikoto angrily shouts at her fleeing rival.
But Misaki and her friends were long gone, frustrating the Railgun even more.
"Man, that girl's aggravating." She rants. "Last year, she was tiny. And today she's mocking me with her Amazonian height and those big boobs of hers. Ugh!!!"
"True her motives are questionable, but we can think of this as a good experience for you." Kuroko points out, holding the item they were given. It was a baby rattle, in the shape of a Cow Bell. It was colored white and blue.
"You cannot be serious, Kuroko." Mikoto groans, annoyed. "Now I know how Touma feels. Rotten luck."
The baby then starts crying loudly. The Level 5 began to panic a bit, trying to stop the baby from crying.
"Umm, don't cry!" She says to her, shaking her. "Kuroko, can you please pass the rattle over here? Maybe that will calm her down."
"You got it!" She told her best friend, passing the baby toy quickly. "Here you go."
"Thanks."
Her roommate nods.
"Here, Alice. Your mother left this toy for you. Hopefully it'll cheer you up." The chestnut haired girl handed the toy over to the crying baby, who stopped to stare at the rattle.
Unfortunately, the baby wouldn't stop crying.
"What do we do!?" Mikoto continued panicking. "This never happened before."
"I thought you could handle it!"
"I don't know how to take care of babies!" She argues.
Alice opened her eye for a moment, still upset, staring as the person holding her. Then she did something unexpected, she headbutts the Ace's forehead.
"OWWW!"
Hearing her wail put a smile on the baby's face, causing her to laugh.
"You little brat!" Mikoto snarls with a minor bruise on her forehead. "What has your mother been teaching you!?"
The baby replies by doing a raspberry.
"Oh, you're gonna pay for that!" She says. "Should I give you a big spanking to shut you up?"
"Sissy!" Kuroko berates. "She's barely a year old! She doesn't know any better. But I'm surprised that she stopped crying from hitting you in the head. It's kinda ironic."
"Seriously!?" Mikoto gets angry at her again. "You're comparing me beating the crap out of you for being pervy to this?!"
"Well, you definitely had that one coming." Kuroko admits, stifling her own laughter as she walks away from the school gate. "Even Alice is agreeing with me by laughing as well."
The small baby claps her hands, laughing again.
Mikoto rolls her eyes, as she begins following her roommate.
Later...
In the downtown area of School District 7, Mikoto and Kuroko ordered some baby food for the infant as the two enjoy their tea. Earlier, they somehow ran into the sister of the father of the baby. Sicily even decided to join them. The blue haired high schooler is currently drinking orange soda.
"Huh? One of my fans?" Mikoto asked, curious.
"She's a girl I know from Judgment. She takes care of my backup at the 177th brand. She's a big supporter." Kuroko explains while sipping her tea. "She've 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 sip.
"Now, Sissy, I know lately that your fans have been becoming more and more annoying, and you have a little enough patience of meeting them. But I think that you'll find Uiharu is a very reasonable, polite girl. Besides which, 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 taking the liberty of arranging a 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 Mikoto starting looking at it, still frowning.
"Hey!" Before her roommate can stop Mikoto, the chestnut haired girl places his hand to her face.
"Let's see what we have here. 'Date Plan with Sissy, using Uiharu as a Ruse'." Mikoto said, reading the booklet.
Knowing that something was going to be wrong, Sicily moved over to her niece and covered her ears.
"Weh?" Alice coos, looking up at her aunt in confusion.
"Not until you're older." She told the little girl.
The infant grunts.
"Part one: Foster friendship at a family restaurant. Part 2: Lingerie shopping, purchase big moment underwear. Part 3: Shop at a perfume store, purchase aphrodisiacs. Ditch Uiharu, and go to a upscale yet discreet hotel with Sissy." Mikoto reads aloud, exposing her roommates plans in front of Sicily. "In other words, you're just using this reasonable, polite, young girl you call 'your friend' in order to fullfil your perverted desires, is that right?"
The blue haired girl gasps in horror and disgust.
"You animal." She called out, with a frown. "How could you do that to your own roommate?"
"Well... It's just that-" The teleporter tries to explain herself, before the dark chestnut haired girl started pulling her cheeks.
"I thought you're trying to make my day less stressful as it is!" She chews the pervert out, beginning to lose her patience to someone she's known for barely a month.
"You got it all wrong, you guys." Kuroko whines. "I swear, it's not like that at all."
Meanwhile...
The 4 Sakugawa students were walking down the side as they are to meet up with Uiharu's partner at a Joseph's family restaurant in School District 7. Just then, Uiharu stops walking, turns her head, gasping at what she's looking at.
"What's wrong, Uiharu?" Ruiko asks as she and the boy stopped walking. Arisa joined up as well.
"It looks like this is the Joseph's we're supposed to meet up with Shirai." Articho deduced, looking up at the name of the restaurant.
"Umm, yeah." Ruiko nods before looking at what her best friend's looking inside of the window, disturbed at the sight of it. "But I don't think that's the reason why Uiharu's gasping."
"Hmm?" He questions confusingly before looking at the girls' direction. "What the hell?"
They see two familiar Tokiwadai girls in a booth, and the younger one was embracing her senior classmate in a unfortunate perverted way. Articho and Arisa were able to also see two other familiar faces. One of them was Sicily, the sister of Touma and the aunt of his child, who was next to the exact same baby they were thinking of. Alice was sitting in a high chair. Her eyes were able to get a glimpse of him, before she started clapping happily, which got the attention of the other two girls. Sicily and Mikoto were both surprised to see Arisa and Articho with Ruiko and Uiharu.
Just then, a waitress came over to their table with a small to-go bag in her hands. She handed it to the blue haired girl and begin speaking to them. When she was done, Sicily began bowing to her. It would seem that they were asked to leave immediately for disturbing the other customers. Seeing that she had enough, Mikoto slammed her fist on top of the perverted sicko that was hugging her.
Later outside, Kuroko was holding her head, easing the pain from earlier.
"Seriously?" Articho questions her in disbelief, disappointment, annoyance, and disgust. "I didn't think you of all people, who is a law enforcement, is capable of succumbing to the way of hentai."
"I really don't need to hear that from you of all people." The auburn haired girl deadpans, still rubbing her head. "You don't get to tell me what to do."
"That's cute." He replies with a smirk. "You remind of a guy who said the exact same thing to me. Only difference is that he's an arrogant genocidal bastard. But the one thing both of you have in common, is that you're so damn annoying. Always rambling about right and wrong. Lame!"
The teleporter simply rolled her eyes.
"Anyway, it's time to get to the introductions." 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."
"Of course you know Articho and Arisa Meigo." She continued. "And this is...?"
Ruiko was receiving a raised eyebrow as Kuroko needs a name from her.
"Hi there. My name's Ruiko Saten. I'm a classmate of Uiharu's, Articho's, and Arisa's." The Level 0 chuckles. "They decided to drag me along, so here I am. Also I'm a Level Zero, so don't hold it against me."
The hacker gasped, hearing that from her best friend and classmate.
"Saten, why would you say that!?"
Articho and Arisa both give deathly glares at the rude girl. Even the Time Patroller's not THAT stupid to be rude. Unless that person is a bad guy who wants to destroy all mortals or even all of existence.
"Well hello Uiharu, Saten. And hello again Articho, Arisa." Mikoto smiles. "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.
"Nice to see you too again." Sicily announced, while she was holding Alice in her arms, alongside a to-go bag from the restaurant. "Hello, Uiharu and Saten. I'm Sicily Kamijou, a second year at A Certain High School."
"Good to see you, Sicily." Arisa smiles.
"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-"
WHAM!
Mikoto cuts Kuroko off mid-sentence, striking the latter's head hard. The Teleporter then knelt down to nurse her bump on the head.
"Okay. Well standing around here isn't very much fun, is it?" The Railgun changes topics to avoid another embarrassment from her 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. "What do you think, Uiharu?"
The flower-headband teen simply shrugs her shoulders.
"Come on Kuroko, let's go." The Railgun says as she begins walking down the sidewalk they're all on. She stops for a moment, noticing the others are staring at her, and she then gives them a smile.
After that, she begins walking away.
As Kuroko and the others follow her, Articho grabs Ruiko by the arm and glares at her.
"You're lucky Mikoto didn't shocked you for that." He lectures her. "Don't ever pull a stunt like that again."
She was shocked to hear that from him.
"Are we clear?"
She tries to pull away but his grip was so tight. And it's hurting her.
"All right, all right. We're clear, so can you please let go of me?"
"I hope so, for your sake, Saten." He warns her. "I'm not as forgiving as our friends are."
Eventually, he was able to release his grip on her.
Ruiko started nursing her arm. Articho then catches up with the others, leaving her behind. The Urban Legend Hunter started glancing at him suspiciously. Only that it's filled with fear.
"How can a boy like him harbor so much hatred, and yet be nice at the same time?" She wonders in her head. "And for some reason, it's making my body very comfortable in a very lewd way."
She then started rubbing her thighs together, in a perverted manner.
"I think for some reason it's turning me on."
"Saten! Come on!" Uiharu's voice calls out to her.
"Coming!" She called out, making her way back to the others. Ruiko decided to put that thought on hold for the moment. Because now she has some more important matters to attend to.
Her new thoughts led to the baby in the blue haired girl's arms.
"Who is that baby girl?" Ruiko questions in her head. "Her blue eyes are different, yet familiar at the same time. Nahhhh. I guess I'm just imagining things."
So she continues making her way towards her friends, as they made their way towards the arcade.
The group finally made it to the arcade Mikoto wanted to take them. While they were all enjoying the games there, Sicily decided to feed the baby her lunch.
Mikoto punches a sensor with a red boxing glove, breaking another new record.
"I'm in the zone!" She announced with pride.
"Sissy, this is the 89th time you've broken this game's record. Don't you want to try out other games?"
"499, Kuroko." The Railgun corrects her. "I've been playing this game long before I met you."
"Since when?" Articho asks.
"Since the start of grade school." She shrugs. "It was pretty easy for me."
"At 4 years old?" He further questions, with his eyes widened. "You're telling me that you've been playing this game for a decade? And that every time you come back here everyday, you get a brand new high score than the last? Well I'll be damn."
The Railgun smiles, turning red a little bit.
"I'm glad you're impressed." She says. "It's kinda flattering of you to say that. Especially to a girl like me."
"No problem."
As Mikoto turns back to her favorite arcade game, Articho notices everyone is busy watching her play it again.
Seeing that this is his chance, he quietly slips away as he wants to have a look around.
"Now then. What games do they have here I can try out?" Just as he said that, the Time Patroller notices a door across the arcade.
"Huh. That looks suspicious looking." He says to himself, walking towards it.
Articho opens the door and finds the room dark and a bit dusty. After shutting the door behind him, he lights up the room with a yellow ki sphere in his right hand and looks around.
"Why is this place sealed off?" He wonders. "If the owner doesn't want anyone inside, then he should've kept this room locked."
He notices a cloth sheet covering up something.
Curious, he pulls it off to find eight game controllers two consoles and a stack of video games bearing the same title.
He then notices that there are also books, a few Blu Ray discs, game soundtracks, and of course a complete encyclopedia related to the games.
"You know you shouldn't be in here." An adult's voice says, making Articho jump a bit.
He turns around to see a grown woman, staring at him with a frown.
She is a tall woman that has glamorous proportions, wearing a green tracksuit, which hugs tightly on her well endowed bosom. Her long hair, that is blue, is tied into a ponytail, making her look careless, but also gives her an intriguing sexy feeling.
"Sorry." He apologizes with a nervous grin, stepping away from the merchandise. "I was just curious about this stuff collecting dust."
"A likely story, but acceptable." She answers, softening her expression. "I see you found my old game collection."
"Your collection?" He asked, curiously. "What is it?"
"You're looking at Halo." She answers, walking toward the collection and looking at it.
"I have no earthly idea what that is." He says with a blank expression.
"Have you been living in a cave?" The woman in question ask, before realizing something. "Oh, where are my manners? Aiho Yomikawa. Pleasure to meet you."
"Um... Son Articho." He gives her his name before noticing her tracksuit with her sleeves rolled up. "If you're the arcade owner, then what's with the tracksuit? Are you a gym teacher?"
"I see you've noticed." She smiles. "Ya know, you happen to look like the husband of an old college friend I know of."
"I do?" He blinked in confusion. "Oh! You're talking about my relative. Well, that is true except the shape of our eyes are different."
"I can definitely see that." Yomikawa nods in agreement.
"So what's the game about?" Articho asked. "It reads, 'The Master Chief Collection'."
"Oh that? Well, it's a digital collection of the first six main games that includes all DLC related to the story and online multiplayer." She explains. "The other two are separate from the collection. As well as two other spin off games that involves strategy."
"Hmm, how come these games don't have Japanese kanji on the titles?" He further asks. "Was it developed in America?"
"That's correct. In fact I was born in America, before I studied abroad in Tokyo."
"That explains it." He pointed out, looking at her appearance. Especially around the chest area. "Though I find the size of your assets to be overrated. It's already a stereotype from what I've seen. Must be a bitch for you to walk around with something so heavy attached to your body."
"Who are you telling?" She admits. "Then again, you make a fair argument."
"Believe me, this old geezer I know of forced me to have this perverted knowledge. He was pestering me about finding a girlfriend."
"Did he?" She smirks. "And did you find someone you like?"
"Classified." He frowns.
"That's a fancy way of saying 'none of your damn business'." She says. "I basically said the same thing to my mother when she asked me to find a boyfriend."
"Did you?"
"Nah." She chuckles, shaking her head. "Too busy for that."
"Better hurry. I hear humans have shorter life spans nowadays, given your current age."
"I'll manage." The woman with long blue hair told him. "And true I didn't find a boyfriend, at least not a permanent one. I somehow ended up losing my virginity during a party with my friends."
"Do you get knocked up?"
"Yep. Don't remember the face of the father, but it was enjoyable."
"How's the kid?"
"He's doing fine." She told him. "Though, I have no idea what he's been doing lately. Last time when I talked to him, he said something about breaking a few dolls or something."
"Odd." The Time Patroller scratches the back of his head. "Well everyone has their own individual personalities, especially kids."
"But anyway, since these got your attention, I think maybe you should have them." Yomikawa changes back to the original topic.
"Huh?"
"My old collection."
"Wait, what?" He blinked in surprise. "Aren't these yours?"
"I don't really need them anymore. That journey of my life has already sailed." She shrugs. "Besides, it's time for the new generation to get to know the greatest first person shooter game franchise that laid the foundation of online multiplayer and build an awesome story that you might love alot."
"No, no. I can't take it." He shakes his head, declining. "It's too much."
"I insist." She convince him. "The most recent game came out not too long ago on its 20th anniversary in 2021."
"Since 2001?"
"Yes."
"Well... maybe I am interested in Halo." He admits. "But... what really made you stop playing the games?"
"Ask me that question next time, and maybe I'll tell you."
"You're kidding." He says with a blank expression.
"I'm not." She says with a serious expression. "I've gotta be elsewhere soon."
"Can I come back in here whenever I want?" He asks. "I'll be happy to clean this place up for you, and MAYBE I'll consider taking your kind offer. But for now, I've gotta get back to my classmates. They're probably wondering where I am now."
"Sure." The blue haired woman nods. "It was nice meeting you, Articho. I hope our paths cross again."
"Hope so too." He nods. "Sayonara."
Articho walks out of the room and makes it back to his friends where surprisingly, they're still watching Mikoto punching for a new high score. He eventually returned to his standing spot just in time when Arisa turns to him, still unaware that he has left.
"Articho, do you want to have a turn?"
"No thanks." He declines. "I think I'll pass."
"Suit yourself." She shrugs her shoulders, before walking over towards Sicily and Alice.
"Wanna go somewhere else? The games here are kinda boring to me."
"How about a walk around School District 7?" The blue haired Kamijou suggests. "I'm sure the baby will like a bit of a tour."
"I think that's a good idea." Mikoto answers, placing the boxing glove down. "I think I've done enough to secure my high score."
"Anyone else?" Kuroko asks everyone.
A few minutes later, the group of 8 were walking down the School District 7 streets.
"I think it's beneath you, Sissy." Kuroko deadpans. "I guess playing games at the arcade and browsing magazines is fun enough, but shouldn't you have more dignified hobbies, like arranging flowers or playing the harp?"
"Please, why should I waste time stuffing flowers in a vase or learning to play an instrument no one knows how to play?" Mikoto scoffs with no interest in either hobbies her best friend suggested.
Behind the two Tokiwadai students, the 4 Sakugawa students took a moment on how different Mikoto really was from Misaki. And while they were walking, they passed a young woman handing out flyers of some kind and she handed one to the Railgun herself, Uiharu, Arisa, and Sicily.
"Ya know, maybe I was wrong about her." Ruiko admits, realizing her mistake of judging someone before learning more about them. "Misaka is nothing like Misaki as a Level 5."
"You're definitely right about that." Uiharu agrees with her.
"What's the flyer about?" The popstar 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?"
She then accidentally bumps into Mikoto, who has suddenly stopped walking.
"Oh sorry."
"Is there something wrong?" Uiharu asks the older girl.
"Why did you stop?" The older Kamijou was curious, as Alice tilts her head curiously.
"What's the hold up Sissy? Is something the matter?" Kuroko asked before looking at what Mikoto 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." She 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 girl would be interested in a dumb thing like that?"
"Really, then what's that?" The Time Patroller questions, pointing at her school bag.
"Hmm?" She looks down to see her school bag and realizes her Gekota keychain is hanging there. To be more specific it was a Gekota keychain. Mikoto was blushing madly in embarrassment, while Articho and Kuroko was trying their best to hold a laugh.
"It's alright, Misaka." He chuckles. "I think it fits your personality alot."
"It does?"
"Well, duh. Where I'm from, I was a huge Sonic the Hedgehog fan. And still am today." He explains. "I mean, people say he's only for kids, but that's just bullshit! He's technically an anime character since the 16-bit days. Of course, given the most recent modern games not doing well, I really don't care if they're garbage or not. My love for the Blue Blur hasn't really changed."
"Oh yeah!" The Level 5 smiles. "They did a couple of crossover events with characters from SEGA, Nintendo, and Gekota a few years ago."
"Seriously? Must have missed the memo." He blinked. "Meh. No offense, but I don't think I'll ever like Gekota. However, I'd be happy to get a free Gekoka keychain at the crepe stand as a souvenir for being Academy City's fellow resident."
Mikoto smiled, hearing that from him.
Then he felt sensed someone about to slap the back of his head. However, he dodged in time once again and caught the slapper's hand.
"Nice try, Arisa." He says. "I may not have good hearing like animals do, but I still heard your muscle movement with hearing alone."
"Darn it."
Everyone else was impressed when he said that.
"That was impressive." Ruiko says, with interest. "Where'd you learn that?"
"I'll let you use your imagination." He answers them with a wink. "Now then. Oh! What's that?"
The girls look in the direction he's pointing at, only to find nothing. They then turn to see he got a five second headstart, sprinting away towards the crepe stand.
Alice started laughing at them for falling for one of the oldest gags.
"Can't believe we fell for the oldest trick in the book."
"I can't believe I fell for that again." Arisa deadpans. "When it comes to martial arts, he knows how to push everyone's buttons."
"Does this happened a lot with him?" The teleporter questions.
"Oh you have no idea." She sighs, shakes her head. "That's one of the things I like about him. The way his mouth talks before and after he thinks with his brain. As a kid, he was the biggest loser till he fought an opponent that gave him his first draw. Today, he rarely loses a fight."
Everyone, with the exception of Ruiko, knew she was telling the truth.
"So are the two of you, you know..."
"W-What?!" The pink haired girl blushes madly. "I-I-I mean the two of us are pretty close. Though, I don't mind if we become a couple. Even have sex. Maybe even procreate babies? I have a feeling he might put aside his own pride and be a great father some day."
All of the girls were shock to hear her say that in public.
Arisa covered her mouth in embarrassment.
"I'm so sorry!" She apologizes, waving her hands at them. "My own mind was in another world!"
"We understand, Arisa." Mikoto nods, flushing her cheeks. "Though I forgot to mention earlier about your new hairdo. Are those white crystal butterflies and flowers spread out all over your long hair?"
The popstar nods, stroking some of her hair.
"I decided to have a more unique look."
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. The girls saw that Articho was already leaving the line, holding 6 crepes, and the free Gekota gift. The Time Patroller is now trying to find a place to sit.
Realizing that 2 of the crepe are for her, Arisa excused herself and made her way towards her friend, while everyone else got in line for themselves.
"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 me remember." The blue haired teen 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."
"Since when did he have the money to buy 6 crepes?" Kuroko glares at Articho handing the popstar two of the six strawberry crepes.
"It'll be best if we don't know how he did it." Sicily pointed out, before whispering quietly. "Among other things."
"Huh?"
"Nevermind." She shakes her head. "We should buy ourselves some crepes before they're sold out."
"Good point. I'm going to go over towards them to save move places for us to set." The teleporter announced, heading over to find a spot.
"Oh, then why don't I come with you." Uiharu says to her. "I want to learn more about Articho."
"Can the two of you by chance tell me what he says later, so the other girls can know?"
"Sure. Saten, we're finding a place to sit, do you mind getting something for us?" The flower headband girl told her best friend.
"We'll pay you back later. Thanks." Kuroko answers.
"Huh?!" Ruiko exclaims in confusion. "Wait a second?!"
She sees that the blue haired high schooler, the baby, and the Level 5 are the only ones in line with her. Mikoto was tapping her foot, in deep thought. Sensing that she was being stared at, the dark chestnut haired teen looks up towards Ruiko.
"Huh? What's wrong?" Mikoto 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."
While she was saying this, two kids pass by them holding their own Gekota prizes.
Ruiko sweatdrops when Mikoto was looking at the small cartoon frog keychains.
"Riiight." She sarcastically agrees. "That's the reason."
The girls waited until it was their turn to place their orders.
"Thank you for waiting, here's your free gift." The crepe stand owner says, offering Ruiko a Gekota keychain. Then she handed one over to Sicily. "You're very lucky. It's the last ones we have."
"Yes thank you. Wait hold on, you said the last ones?"
Just as Ruiko asked that, the sound of someone dropping to the floor is heard.
"Not again." Kuroko facepalms, embarrassed. "And they say I embarrass myself out in public."
"Hey, Misaka?" The Ace of Tokiwadai turned around to look at her, seeing the figurine. "You can have this one if you want."
The girl'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!"
Soon, the girls returns with the crepes for everyone, with Mikoto skipping happily.
Moments later, the four Sakugawa Middle School, the high schooler, and baby were enjoying their creaps.
"You're really obsessed with Gekota that much, huh?" Articho asks.
"It's a old habit of mine." She flushes her cheeks pink. "Sorry for overreacting like that."
"Nothing wrong about that." He shakes his head. "What's wrong is that you don't know how to contain your disappointment."
"Yeah." Mikoto nods. "I'll try not to make it a constant habit again."
"Good." The Time Patroller smiles, before eating his last crepe. "How's yours, Sicily?"
"It's really good." She smiles. "I got banana and hazelnut, so it'll be easier to share with Alice."
"Alice?" Uiharu questions. "That's the baby's name?"
"Yes. She's the daughter of my younger brother, Touma."
Articho immediately covers her mouth.
"Shut up, Sicily." He whispers in the Kamijou's ear. "No one's supposed to know that."
This was only making the to two Middle School students that don't know about this even more suspicious.
"Um, what are you whispering about?" Ruiko asks.
"I'm telling her to stop making stories up." He lies.
"Then why are you making it sound like there's something to hide?
"Does it matter?" He deadpans.
"Fair point." She sighs, shrugging. "So Sicily, what are you like at school?"
"Let's me see." The blue haired girl thought for a moment. "You could say I'm a excellent student. Despite having no ability, everyone treats me with respect. Of course, my little brother is notorious of being a slacker and troublemaker with his two friends."
"Slacker?" Articho asks. "You mean he's lazy?"
"Not exactly." She pointed out. "Let's just say he has a track record of incredible bad luck."
"Nonsense. There's no such thing." Kuroko denies.
"She's telling the truth, Kuroko." Mikoto added. "I've seen him get hurt and sent to the emergency room even before coming here in Academy City. He once got stabbed to death when he was only six. Because he was accused by some selfish asshole who blamed him for his own misfortune. That was how I first met him."
"What!?" Everyone exclaimed in horror and disgust.
"My parents saved his life at a hospital they paid for. Of course, Touma's father was too stubborn to accept it. But his mother gave her husband a scary expression to swallow his pride and just accept the kindness from them. Their son's life was more important in that critical moment." Mikoto continued. "Then after he was released, Hisako made the best meal to help restore his strength."
"Hisako?"
"Hisako Arato. Despite having a different surname from me, Arato so happens to be my mother's maiden name, She's my older sister, by one year. She's the heiress to the Arato family." The Railgun explains. "Currently, she's a first year at Totsuki Cooking Academy's High School division in Tokyo, which isn't very far from where we are now."
"Totsuki!" Ruiko shouted with excitement. "That's the most famous culinary school in the country."
"So it's a special school?"
"Special doesn't begin to describe it." Uiharu chimes in. "More like an elite Institution. Quite similar to Tokiwadai, only that it's open for all genders."
"Totsuki is run by the most notorious family in culinary history. The Nakiri's. If you fail a test once, you're expelled from the school and you can kiss your culinary career goodbye."
"You're screwing with me." Articho frowns suspiciously. "It can't be that bad."
"I'm serious, Articho." Mikoto frowns. "They only select the best, nothing more and nothing less."
"If that's true, then that's just pathetic." He deadpans. "I mean, chefs make mistakes all the time but failing them for even a single flaw at that cooking school is just taking it too far. That's just wasting their talents. Haven't they ever thought about the consequences for that? I've even read that if students with great potential are kicked out over a mistake, they shut themselves out of society to avoid ridicule or committed suicide. Either hanging, slitting their own throats, or shooting themselves in the head. If this so called cooking school never thought about the consequences, then that means they don't have a shred of regret. That is something I cannot take seriously. It pisses me off seeing or hearing that kind of incompetence. If I were in their student's shoes, I would've killed them for their failure in motivation. No, really, I would."
"Funny, my father said something similar when he enrolled at that school." Mikoto continued. "He and my family visit there sometimes."
"I'm surprised he went to that school."
"Not only he enrolled, he also graduated." She nods. "Unfortunately, he isn't one of the best from what he told me as a child."
"What do you mean?"
"Let's just say that most of his cooking was influenced by some wandering chef name Jochiro Saiba." She further explains. "He's mostly famous for his African cuisine."
"This Saiba seems like a good chef."
"That's true... When he wants to."
"Eh?"
"Let's just say he has a nasty habit of making bizarre dishes with food combinations that don't go well together." She continued. "At least that's what my papa said."
"And your dad likes to do the same as well?"
"In a way." She pointed out. "Though to be honest, it was really traumatizing."
"That gotta suck."
"Luckily, mama and I built up a tolerance to that junk, in case he ever showed up at our house."
"Fortunately." The Time Patroller agrees. "Quick question. You said that your sister made a meal for him to regain his strength? What's her specialty?"
"Chinese and medicinal cooking." She answers. "Basically, treating cooking like making medicine."
"And where exactly did she get her inspiration from?" Arisa asks curiously.
"Sonic Unleashed." The Railgun bluntly answers. "No, really. She did."
"I believe you."
"Wait, just like that?" Mikoto was shocked.
Articho leans in and whispers to her.
"Not only people like myself can sense ki, but also sense emotions within it." He explains in a serious tone with his hand close to his face.
"Whoa."
"Yeah. Pretty useful." The hybrid Saiyan grins, then he stared at the blue-haired high schooler. "And I can sense that you want to tell us something else."
Sicily blushes furiously.
"Well, I guess you can read me like an open book." She deduced. "I haven't told this to my classmates or any of my friends. Not even my own parents know."
"Sicily..."
"No, it's fine. You guys are my friends, so you should know." The older Kamijou told them. "Everyone, I have a confession to make. I have strong feelings for my little brother."
After hearing that, everyone looked at her in shock and disbelief. Alice, in her arms, looked up and tilted her head innocently.
"Whoa... I have no words for that." Ruiko admits.
"Incest is a very common thing here in Japan, Saten." Kuroko points out to her. "Even back then was the case in France before it was outlawed."
"Oh no! You got it all wrong. We're not blood related at all." The blue haired Kamijou shakes her head. "You see, five months before he was born his mother found me in an alleyway, abandoned and cold. I don't even know the person who gave birth to me. But by the time I was found, she was already carrying him in her womb for four months. I was only a year old."
"You were only one?!" The middle schoolers exclaimed.
"That's right." Sicily nods in confirmation. "If we were really blood related, then it would've been disgusting, even for me. You all know what happens when interbreeding occurs, right?"
"We do." Articho and Arisa raised their hands. "Some of them include birth defects."
"Yes." Mikoto nods at her two new friends from Sakugawa. "What Articho and Arisa said. Trust me, it's not pretty."
"And sad." Articho also pointed out.
"And sad." She nods, agreeing with him again.
"And depressing."
"We get it, Articho." Kuroko interrupts, annoyed once more. "Ya don't have to rub it in on us."
"Meh." He shrugs, provoking her even more just for the fun of it.
"Unless I want to."
"Anyway, what are you going to do about your brother?"
"Don't know yet." She admits. "But I do know that it's still not the right time to confess to him."
"Whatever you're gonna do, it's none of my damn business anyway." The Time Patroller casually waves off, taking another bite from his strawberry crepe. "I've got my own problems to deal with at the moment."
"Don't mind him." The pink haired girl told Sicily. "He might be a big grump, but he's actually a big softy."
"Hey, Articho." Mikoto whispers to his side. "I just saw Shokuhou this morning. Were you somehow involved in her new hairstyle, and lack of gloves and stockings?"
"You saw her?"
"Yep."
"Yeah, I was involved. Why?" He raises an eyebrow. "Did you two go back to being enemies again?"
"No." The dark chestnut haired girl shook her head. "It's just that I'm still processing the fact that she's currently a mother now."
"Well, she is." He whispers back. "A Level 5 knocked up by a Level 0 and bore his child? If this got out, it'll not only make it very difficult to clean up with Shokuhou's ability, but it would prove to the public that the higher ranked espers are vulnerable."
"And another thing. Before we ran into Sicily, Shokuhou made me her daughter's role model and babysitter."
"What?" The Time Patroller was surprised to hear that. "So she made you babysitter her for the day and ditched you to do other stuff?"
"Basically." She shrugs.
"Basically?"
"All I know is that she wants Alice to be a better person than her own mother." She answers.
"So she pulled a Bulma on you, huh?"
"Who?"
"She's someone I know." He briefly explains. "Well, technically, I've never met her. But I'm close friends with her son from the original future timeline. At least, a version of it."
"This is getting very confusing, even weirder than Sicily wanting to have the same relationship with Touma like Shokuhou, Hisako, and all the other girls he has." She rubs her head. "Well, my sister hasn't even confessed to him yet."
"Figures." He shrugs before offering his crepe to Arisa. "Wanna share with me, Arisa?"
"Sure." She smiles, before taking a huge bite out of the crepe. However, she got whipped cream mixed with strawberry sauce on her lips. "Whoops. I should clean myself up."
"Allow me." He offers.
At first, the popstar thought he was gonna use a napkin to help wipe off the mess on her mouth. Unexpectedly, however, he instead plants his lips over hers, inserting his tongue inside the girl's said mouth. Arisa started moans loudly, as she begins kissing him back.
Everyone around them was shocked, while the blue haired high schooler cover the baby's eyes.
Much to Arisa's disappointment, Articho pulls away eating away the whipped cream and strawberry sauce with his own tongue.
"Over already?" She pouted, cutely.
"I did say I'd clean off the leftovers on your lips, didn't I?" He grins cheekily. "I never said anything about kissing you fully."
"How mean."
Mikoto was blushing hard from this. She took a look at her own crepe, then to Saten and had a idea that made her smile. So the Level walks up to Ruiko and showed her creap to her.
"Here."
Ruiko looked confused from her friendly gesture.
"What's this?"
"Would you like to taste it?" Mikoto asked, smiling. "Go on try some as a thank you for before."
"Ehhh?" Ruiko blinked her eyes.
"Absolutely not!" Kuroko shouted. "I won't stand for this, Sissy! I'm right here, yet you offer somebody else what is rightfully mine?!"
"What are you talking about?" The Railgun asks, confusingly. "It's not like I'm gonna kiss her or anything. Not to mention that I'm only into boys since the day I was born."
The teleporter face pales with horror.
"Do you have a problem with that, Kuroko?" She further questions with a frown.
"Well..." Her roommate shutters.
While this was going on, Uiharu turned to looks at a Isobe bank with it's shutters down.
"That's weird." Uiharu says, confused.
"What is it?" The adopted Kamijou was curious.
"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 two Tokiwadai students looked in her direction in confusion.
As for Articho, he knows what sign this is, getting serious with a stoic expression.
"You can tell, can you, Articho?" Arisa asks, looking in the same direction as he is, getting serious as well.
He silently nods, no need to further explain. While it's true he can't sense ki as a majority of the Earth's population have low power levels, the Time Patroller does know that the closed shutters at the local bank means that a robbery is already in progress.
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.
"Wait up, Kuroko." The Railgun told her.
"No you don't, stay right where you are. Like I told you a million times, public safety is the concern of those of us in Judgement." She told her, putting the armband in place. "Please do me a favor and just behave yourself this time."
"Are you sure you can handle this?" Articho raises his eyebrow.
"Don't worry. I got this." She answers with confidence in her voice.
"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 says 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.
Articho and Arisa glanced at Kuroko once more, only to see that she wasn't there anymore. The auburn haired teleporter was on the other side of the street blocking the robber's escape and insist that they surrender immediately. But the robbers began laughing at her, say things like Judgement is now sending little kids to fight crime. Kuroko took offense to that and decided to move towards the criminals.
One of them decided to teach her a lesson, but before he can even grab her, Kuroko showing off some martial arts to disable him. Seeing this, Arisa, Sicily, and Ruiko were amazed at her performance.
"She's amazing." The Urban Legend Hunter exclaimed in excitement.
"That's Kuroko for you." Mikoto smirks.
"She's doing well."
"I believe she's just showing off."
Then the Time Patroller turned his attention to Uiharu who was holding back a woman, who was trying to struggling out of her hands. 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?" Mikoto asks.
"Misaka?"
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."
"Perhaps we can help look for him." The popstar suggested.
"Alright, Uiharu, Arisa, Articho and I will see what we can do." The Level 5 told her. "Sicily, stay over here and protect Alice."
"I wanna help too." Ruiko asked if she can be of any assistances, despite not having any powers. "I know I don't have any powers, but I want to do this. Because it's the right thing to do."
The dark chestnut haired saw the determination in her eyes and decided to allow her help.
"Alright then." Mikoto nods. "Let's go look for him together."
So all six of them split up in order to find the missing kid. The mother and the tour guide asked the other tourists to see if there was any sign of him, and if they can help them as well.
"He's not here!" Arisa calls from the bus.
"Not under here." Articho declares, after looking under the vehicle.
"Find anything, Uiharu?" Mikoto questions, standing next to the pink hairs girl.
"No, nothing." The headband girl told her from behind the bus.
"Where in the world has that kid disappeared to?" She wonders frustratingly.
Ruiko started looking around the bushes, down on the ground, to see if she has any luck.
"What'd we have here?" She heard a unfamiliar voice behind her. "Perfect. You're coming with me."
"What are you doing, mister?" A young boy's voice cries out. "Who are you?!"
She turns around to see one of the criminals found the missing boy, and was in the process of taking him hostage.
"Nevermind, just come with me. Hurry up!"
"I have to stop him." She says to herself. "And since when do bank robbers take hostages? There's no honor in that!"
The Level 0 princess started standing up, and started running towards them.
"Maybe we should have another look around the square." Mikoto suggested.
"Articho, can't you sense the kid's energy?"
"It doesn't work like that, Arisa." He shakes his head. "I can't exactly lock onto him with Instant Transmission either. I wouldn't be able to recognize his energy, and the fact it's too weak for me to sense it."
"Damn it." The popstar curses. "Where the hell is he? How hard is it to find one kid that should stick out from the rest?"
"Hey, what do you want? Go away!"
Everyone turned towards the direction of the voice. The all saw Ruiko and the kid in her arms. She was also trying to pull him away from one of the thieves that escaped.
"Let go of him!" She demanded, defiantly.
"Damnit!" The man had enough and decided to kick her face and headed towards their getaway car.
Everyone's eyes widened in shock and horror, when they saw their friend fall to the ground. Blood started to drip out of her nose, indicating that it was broken.
"He hurt Saten!" Uiharu screams in horror.
The reincarnated Kai of Time and the Time Patroller's eyes were filled with building rage.
"Wait, I thought Shirai incapacitated the criminals!" The pink haired girl exclaims in confusion.
The two then look at where Kuroko is at. They also saw that she only subdued two of the thieves. One was laying on his back, likely knocked out. And the other one had his jacket and clothes were pinned to the ground.
"That idiot!" Articho clenches his fist.
"She could've easily incapacitated them, but instead chose to savor the fight and escalate it. Not to mention she didn't mind her own surroundings. Any other officer or Time Patroller would've complete this task without a hitch."
"KUROKO!" Mikoto shouted, getting everyone's attention.
"Huh?"
"From here on out, this fight is a personal one for me. I hate to do this, but it's too late." She told her, going into a fighting stance. "I gonna have to get involved now!"
Suddenly, blue electricity started flaring around her body. Articho was surprised to see Mikoto very angry, but is still controlling her emotions. He smiled with interest.
Back over at the square, Sicily was surprised to see her brother's childhood friend extremely pissed off. Alice eyes sparkled with curiosity.
"Crap, I just remembered." The guy on the ground realized. "They say there's a scary girl in Judgement, she's a teleporter that will beat you up inside and out until you wish you never been born."
"I don't even know what you're talking about?" Kuroko sweatdrops. "I'm just a normal teleporter."
As the attempted kidnapper was about to get in his getaway car, a boot clad foot drop kicks him in the head, sending him crashing through the bank wall that left behind a huge hole. That came from none other than Articho, who quickly intervened as he didn't want to take anymore chances as to what Mikoto was about to do in the middle of the road.
"Next time, watch your blind spot!" He calls out to the robber he drop kicked out of nowhere.
Mikoto blinked in confusion, as one of her new friends beat her in handling the situation. But she wasn't angry. Okay, maybe she was.
"He upstaged me." She scowls in anger.
The robber that got drop kicked in the head walks out of the hole in the wall, wobbling.
"Ow! What the he-??" He looks up to see Articho up close to him, spooking him a bit.
"A hostage? Really?" The Time Patroller frowns in disappointment, crossing his arms. "Come on, can't you guys ever get the 'cops and robbers' shtick right? Whatever happened to the whole 'honor among thieves' thing? Tell ya what. If you plan to rob banks again, I'd better see you do it right. Okay?"
"What is it to you?" The robber raises an eyebrow.
Articho ignores his question and aims two fingers in his right hand close to his chest.
"What are you-?"
The boy then clenches his fist and punches the man's chest, creating a mini shockwave. The robber gags out blood and drops to his knees before collapsing to the concrete sidewalk flat on his face, completely knocked out.
"Shit, they don't make these guys like they use to anymore." Articho mutters to himself. "Hopefully he's not dead. Oh well! Not my problem."
Just then, Kuroko started walking close to him.
"You know you didn't have to interfere. I mean, Sissy I understand. But you-"
Before she can continue, the Teleporter was punched in the face, knocking her down.
"Ow!" She exclaims in pain. "What the hell!"
"Clean your damn mess up." Articho coldly orders before walking away from her.
"What did I ever do?"
"Your actions almost had that kid abducted! And even worse, you put your partner's best friend in danger!" He yells, stopping to look at her in the eye. "You're lucky I'm in your universe because without the S.P.U.G., Saten's nose would've been permanently broken."
This angered Kuroko. A lot.
"How dare you!"
"How dare I? How dare you!"
"You don't get to decide the choices I've made to interfere and end the incident quickly. The arrogance you've displayed a few minutes ago proves you don't deserve the badge of being a Judgement officer."
"What?!" She exclaims in disbelief. "I'm capable of apprehending criminals!"
"If that's the case, then why the hell didn't you finish the job quickly?" He questions. "You could've subdued those robbers with ease. Hell, you have more experience in using your Esper ability than that pyrokinetic. But you'd rather savor the fight than de-escalating it. You wanna know why I'm better than all of you? It's because I'm willing to do whatever's necessary to finish the FUCKING job. And I'm never gonna apologize to anyone, not even my own friends, for always putting the mission first. Unlike a certain girl who was about to rape Misaka in a family restaurant..."
"I-I-I..."
"Don't say another word to me. Not unless you promise to do your job properly." He told her, as he started walking away again. "Because I don't know if I can trust you again."
"B-But-!"
Suddenly Articho moved closer to her with his hand somehow underneath her skirt as the boy's fingers were already inside her vagina, lightly pushing on her hymen. Her eyes widened in fear.
"I'd really hate doing this to you, but I want you to be painfully clear that I won't hesitate in popping your cherry." He threatens with a whisper. "That way, you'll never have a boy or girl to fuck with you. Ever."
The Time Patroller then lightly presses on her cherry a few times for her to get the picture.
"Please! N-No!" She pleads, moaning.
"Good." He says with a cocky smirk. "Then we're in agreement. For now, at least. After all, I know you and I have a long way to go before you put aside that stubbornness of yours."
He then pulls his fingers out and retracts from beneath her skirt. And to add more insult to the pigtail girl, he licks her virgin, thick juices from his fingers.
"Not bad." He compliments. "Of course nothing like Arisa's. Her's taste way better."
Kuroko drops to the ground on her knees, turning red and growling in anger.
"You son of a bitch!" She whispers.
Time passed and Anti-Skill arrived to take away the bank robbers.
"Are you sure you're alright?" Arisa asked Ruiko.
The black haired girl had a bandage over her injured nose and left cheek
"I'll be fine. I'm lucky my nose isn't broken." She explains.
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 for saving my son." 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, Kobo."
"Thank you for helping me, nice lady." Kobo cheerfully says.
Ruiko blushes, now completely flustered.
"Umm, no problem." She says, scratching the back of her head.
Arisa then leans into Articho's ear.
"That wasn't really necessary for what you were doing to Shirai, Articho." She whispers. "Be lucky Misaka and the other girls didn't see that."
"Oh, don't worry." He smirks. "She won't utter a single word about it, Ari. My threat will keep her in line for the time being. In order to reduce a perverted girl as a mewing kitten, you have to turn that kind of bad thing against her."
"If you're sure."
Then the two of them saw the bank robbers being escorted into one of the vans.
"Those guys were exceptionally strong." Sicily pointed out, walking towards them.
Articho laughed forcefully.
"Strong? I doubt that." He told her. "They were pretty weak to me."
Once the back of the Anti-Skill van closed, the vehicle drives away.
Articho then notices something on the road and walks toward it, crouching down to pick up what appears to be a music player.
"A music player?" He curiously questions to himself before tucking it away in his blue sash.
The Tour guide, the mother and her son gave a final bow before they were joined up by the rest of the tour group towards the bus.
After the tour bus, Anti-Skill vehicles/personnel, and other citizens left the park, Ruiko was sitting by everyone's bags with Articho, Sicily, and Alice. She was in deep thought, until a shadow covers her view. In front of her was the Level 5, smiling down at her.
"You handled that situation pretty well, Saten." Mikoto praises her, smiling.
"Really?"
"Yeah, I believe that was downright heroic of you."
Hearing those words made her turn red.
"Gee, thanks, Misaka." Ruiko nervously chuckles.
Suddenly, Kuroko reappears behind the Railgun and bear hugs her tightly.
"Sissy!" She exclaims excitedly at her roommate.
"There you are, Saten." Uiharu says, walking up to her best friend. "Look at your face. Are you hurt badly?"
"She's right. You could have been seriously hurt, or worse." The popstar added.
"Oh no I'm okay, really."
"Looks bad. Are you sure?"
"How's the nose?"Articho asks.
"It's not completely broken." Ruiko explains before wincing in pain, holding her nose. "But it is still tender when I touch it."
"I can help you with that." He offers, taking out a small vial of blue liquid.
"What's that?" She asks curiously.
"Medicine." He simply answered. "It'll help you your nose."
Pouring out a small amount, he applied it over her broken nose, rubbing it.
"It's cold." She shivers as her cheeks turned pink.
Arisa noticed her face, and puffs up her cheeks in jealousy.
"Done." The Time Patroller declares.
"Artichoooo." The popstar calls out in a sing song tone.
Articho felt a chill down his mind, as he slowly turned his head around.
"Yeah?" He asks cautiously.
"Do you think maybe that I should have you impregnate me?" She innocently asks him with her eyes closed, smiling.
"Oh crap basket." He started sweating. "This is not good. She started to get jealous and obsessive."
"Artichoooo" She calls him again, snapping him out of his thoughts. "Are you hearing me?"
Sicily and Ruiko started backing up slowly from the two.
"You better not be ignoring me."
"Uhhhh." Articho answers, shaking his head quickly. "No ma'am. I was just processing the information."
"Well then, can you give me an answer?"
"How bout you explain to them that ring of yours instead? I'm sure these girls are dying to know where you got it." He grins mischievously.
The popstar gasped, remembering that she still has the time ring in her fingers.
"Hey!" She exclaims angrily. "Don't change the topic, dumbass!"
"That's it! I had ENOUGH!" Mikoto screams, zapping Kuroko off of her.
The teleporter fell to the ground, charred and twitching.
"Shirai, that was a whole new level of stupid."
"Guhhhhhhh..." The auburn haired young girl groans, unable to say anything else.
Articho then started to chuckle, finding Kuroko getting humiliated like that out in public funny, despite no other people around.
"I guess people literally don't believe in dull moments after all." He comments. "Not in this city at least."
Sometime later...
Articho and Arisa are now walking down the street by themselves.
"Alright, I think we should head to your penthouse and help you grab a few things to move at the capsule house." He reminds her.
"Enough standing around. Let's go." Arisa told him, as she started walking further ahead. It would seem that she still hasn't forgotten what happened earlier.
"It seems that she's still upset with me." The Saiyan says in his head.
He managed to catch up with her, walking by her side.
"Look, I wasn't really hitting on Ruiko." He truthfully explains. "I just wanna help those in need. Nothing else."
"That's not why I'm upset. Well maybe just a little." She answers, staring at his eyes.
"Then what is it?"
"I just wanted to have a family, now that I'm a mortal like you." She explains. "I wanna use my beautiful body to reproduce lots of babies."
"Huh?!" He jumps in disbelief. "You want to turn yourself into a breeder? Do ya know how crazy and idiotic that sounds?"
"Not if I want to experience giving birth and motherhood." She argued back.
"You're thirteen." He reminds her. "What about your dream in becoming a singer? Isn't that more important than making babies?"
"It is important."
"Then why?" He further asks.
"It's... Because... I want you to marry me!" She confesses. "Because ever since you saved me from Mechikabura and his brainwashing, I completely fell in love with you. But it's forbidden for a Kai and a mortal to be together. Now that I'm a member of your kind, I can finally fulfill the promise I made to you."
"Promise?" He questions confusingly. "What promise? I don't remember any promise other than staying by your side."
"You don't remember?"
"I remember promising in not cheating on you." He deadpans. "That's what you made me promise, remember?"
She gasped, realizing something.
"What?" The Time Patroller asks.
"I totally forgot. The promise I made to you." The reincarnated Kai turns towards him, embarrassed. "It happened when you were completely intoxicated."
"I have no idea what you're talking about at all." Articho admits. "I don't remember ever drinking. Is there something I'm missing?"
"Well, funny thing is." She chuckles, sheepishly. "You ate an entire box of alcoholic chocolates."
"Huh?!"
"It's a long story, but we're getting off topic here." She explained. "I really do want to start a family with you. And to have your children."
"But Arisa, I love my job as a Time Patroller." He argues calmly. "I'm not ready for that kind of responsibility. Look at me. Do I look responsible enough? You nearly got raped to death by a self proclaimed god not too long ago."
"I was what??"
"My hubris almost got you killed twice. I don't want my future children's death on my conscience. You understand that, right?"
She was completely speechless.
"You and Kuroko said I'm arrogant, I say damn right." He continues. "That's Saiyan pride. It's what made me who I am now. And nothing can change that. Ironically, I'm grateful for what Black did to my life. If he hadn't invade my world, I'd never discover my Saiyan lineage and never have met you. But what you need to understand, Arisa, is that starting a family with you at my current age will make me irresponsible. And it scares me."
"So nothing I'll say or do will change your mind?"
"Yeah."
"Then in that case, take my virginity. At least do that, and I won't bother you with anything else about this again."
"No." He shakes his head. "I want your innocence to remain intact. Not ready to make you a woman yet."
"You're unbelievable!" She stomps her foot a few times in frustration. "Do you ever think about anybody else but yourself?"
"All the time." He eye rolls before continuing to walk.
Arisa angrily rolled her eyes, before catching up to him.
"Having your innocence intact makes you special to me." He explains. "I did say we're only doing oral and anal sex for the time being."
"You certainly did." Arisa smiles a bit. "And I always love your big dick inside my ass."
"Maybe I should cum inside of it this time." He says in a flirty tone.
"Is that a challenge?" She raises an eyebrow.
"Maybe?" He innocently replies.
"Then how about we continue this little flirting contest at dinner?" She suggests with a seductive tone. "And I know where we can eat."
Later...
Articho and Arisa entered an elevator before the pink haired girl presses a button. The doors closed and the elevator ascends upwards.
"Arisa, I thought I'd be making dinner at the penthouse that's at the very top." He questions her. "What are we even stopping at? Your luxurious home is ten more floors up."
"You'll see." She grins excitedly. "By the way, do you mind changing out my school sailor uniform?"
"What for?"
"I wanna wear my favorite pink dress and slip on peep toe high heels again." She answers. "I really love wearing that outfit, and it's a special occasion."
"Sure. If you say so." He shrugs. "I at least remember the design of it though."
She spreads her arms out, as he fire the clothes beam at her.
Her uniform is replaced with last night's dress and her shoes replaced with her favorite slip on heels, slightly increasing her height.
She then giggles as she twirls her body around.
"I love it when you do this."
"And I even gave you some sexy lingerie as well." He smiles. "They're white laced thongs and a strapless white laced bra."
"Oh, white perfectly goes well with pink!" She clapped her hands together happily. "Well, I have wore them with this dress since yesterday, so..."
The elevator finally stops at the twentieth floor, and the doors slide open. Arisa grabs Articho's hand and pulls him away as they walk down a small hallway and make a left turn. She then pushes two doors open before the two enter inside.
Articho's eyes widen in surprise as they are in a huge luxurious room with multiple tables in white cloth along with four chairs for each one, including candle holders for each table. There are even tables by the window, overlooking the city horizon as the sun is already setting in the west. On their right is another door that leads to the kitchen. And beside the kitchen entrance is a pub table with multiple alcoholic beverages on a rack behind the long furniture, as well as a few stools in place.
"Welcome, Articho." The popstar announced. "To the Galileo Bistro."
To be continued...