NightmareKnight1: So... what was with the bigendered not-Izuku there? I know that's not him, but the name (which AFAIK is used a lot for genderbender Izuku stories) definitely made me think you brought in Midoriya and changed the hell out of him.
Re: In the original Nurse Hitomi's Monster Infirmary continuity, Midori is a sentient plant that grew to resemble a Human via science stuff as part of an experiment done for... reasons. Nothing nefarious, I just think their father did it "just because"; maybe for grant money, and this world is more Slice-of-Life instead of Prejudice Drama even though it's basically a Reverse-X-Men kinda deal.
In the My Hero Academia crossover continuity, Midori is a plant-based Heteromorph whose Quirk grants them the ability to [Photosynthesize] sunlight for energy/sugar.
In both continuities, Midori Itsuki used a combination of clothing and hair length as a source of gender identification, counterintuitively using the Masculine "Watashi" (lit. "I") instead of the Feminine Atashi (also lit. "I") and short hair in conjunction with a Sexy Nurse Outfit to present a gender neutral front. They also wait until they get home to use the bathroom, or barring that, use a Gender Neutral restroom instead of "one or the other".
There's quite a lot of gender swapping shenanigains in Nurse Hitomi's Monster Infirmary, actually, yet it never gets stale~
lorenzo52lara: Will we see what's going on with Clank and his brother in future chapters? In fact, will we see POV's from other characters, about the events happening around Takei?
Re: Sigmund isn't Clank's brother, he was a custodian under the hire of Orvus, Clank's "contextual father" (since Clank is the offspring of a Zoni and a Blargian Sentry-bot production line). As for what they've been doing, they're "post-post-series" and "retired from adventuring", so now they're making sure no-one fucks with time and causes Paradoxes.
As for other POVs, now that I've done a sufficient job of doing "establishing shots" for Takei, I'm more-confident in doing POVs for other characters more-frequently, if not going Third-Person in some segments. Especially since I'm going a bit "meta" on this chapter and don't have to do TOO much Third-Person stuff. Though I recall I have done POVs for other characters like Hitomi, Hawks, and also the HPSC President, but that's beside the point.
*AHA*
Being known as "Fitness-sama" instead of "No Tongue-kun"… An acceptable tradeoff.
Of course, the above line probably doesn't make sense right now, so I'll back-track in order to not sound like a complete loony.
In a class full of Heteromorphs, one of which somehow manages to come into class with a new animal head every other day give-or-take, meant despite my elongating ears I was actually blending pretty well. Not only that, but my circle of friends had widened to include the cat-like boy, Kaneko Tomu, who unlike most boys his age in towns closer to Hero Academies, did not base his entire personality around his Quirk.
At least not according to Doppel who did go to one such school prior to enrolling in Shiketsu, Yuuei's leading contemporary to the west.
Classes had been going pretty well with nothing in the curriculum catching me off-guard, and I was acing it in my Foreign Language Elective, which was English. With how-fluent I was, "almost like a foreigner", I was getting tutoring requests left and right, and it felt pretty good to be "the smart one" for a change instead of "the weird one".
Remembering how many Isekai Protagonists likely felt the same, and how many enemies they swiftly made after even the barest show of exceptionalism, I quickly grounded myself before I got a big head over it.
Of course, I still helped my peers with their English, but I didn't act like their "superior" or anything. Definitely not like the "Quirkists" I'd been hearing about who judged people based on what Quirks they did or didn't have.
Same shit, different smell; even two-hundred years later...
Apart from English, the other class I was exceptional in was Physical Education, and Moji-sensei quickly became my favorite teacher because he let me get my 100 push-ups, sit-ups, and squats in during school hours as long as I still participated in the rest of the class activities.
Him looking a bit like Chewbaka might've had something to do with him becoming my favorite instructor… but that was just because I was a softcore Star Wars nerd and I could pretend he was a post-series "Retired" Chewbaka who'd picked up Basic along the way and hadn't died during the Yuuzhan Vong invasion.
And thus, was how I acquired the moniker "Fitness-sama".
Someone did try to start calling me the "Future Fitness Hero: Hundred Power", but thank Kami that didn't catch on… Although, "Hundred Power" by itself did make a kickass Hero name~ Maybe that was why so-many Sternbild Heroes (and a few Villains) called their Quirk the same thing back when they were still a rarity and there was so much overlap?
Thoughts for another day.
*AHA*
"So, any of the girls catch your eye?" Togami hummed in physical education around a week in. The weather was actually quite nice, and the girls were clad in white Ts and bloomers with their hair pulled back.
There was a "just like" line in the back of my head I wanted to make, but another part of my brain told me that bit was getting stale, so I abstained.
"Hmmm… Maybe," I hummed, giving the girls a casual once-over as I did my push-ups. If I abstained completely from female interaction or interest, I'd stand out even more. "Hm. Looks like a few are sitting out today…" I hum seeing a couple of the girls chatting by the hill.
"Oh, there's Oogi-chan," Naruki hummed as the 'Three-Meter Titan' went to retrieve a soccer ball.
"OH SHIT!" I cried as the giant girl tripped on her own calf, falling toward the two uniform-clad girls like a felled tree.
"TIIIMBER!" one of the students called out before the ground-shaking *THUD!*
"Kyouko!" the tiniest girl of 1-A cried running toward her friend.
"Is everyone all right?!" Moji-sensei called out, fur standing on end.
"Hikage-san and Usui-san are stuck underneath!" Yomi cried.
"MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!" I shouted as I ran over in an adrenaline-laced panic, muscles straining and sneakers digging trenches in the ground as I tried to roll her off her stomach.
Before I could get any sort of traction going, something black and oily slithered between my legs and across the ground before materializing into the dour-faced Hikage Kuromi, the bags under her eyes piercing.
"Thanks, but I'm fine," she said patting my back. "I turned into a shadow at the last second, but Usui-san…"
"U-U-Usui-san?!" Kyouko cried out.
"Does someone maybe want to help her up?!" I demanded furiously, Moji and I throwing her arms over our shoulders and helping the giant girl to her feet.
"H-Hikage-san, did you maybe take her with you?" I asked staring at the vacant ground underneath the slight human-shaped indent.
"Oof… I'm… Right here…" a voice said over my shoulder. "I guess you could say… I'm stuck on you~ "
Looking at the front of Kyouko's white T, those of us that could see let out a shrill barnyard animal-like cry as we beheld Usui Shiori flattened like an iron-on graphic, a blood trail running from her left nostril and her irises the same color as her pupil with a white rectangle in the middle.
"Y-Yomi-chan! This is not a laughing matter~!" I cried at the zombie girl who cackled off to the side.
"I-I can't help it! I'm…! I'm about to bust my stitch-heh-heh-heh-hes…!"
"Yomi don't you fucking dare pull those sutures out for a gag!" I said as the undying girl pulled up her shirt.
"Oh! My clothes and glasses are totally flat too!" Usui gasped as she adjusted her glasses. "Just like Paper Mario!"
"How can you walk like that?" Hikage asked as Usui peeled herself off Oogi's shirt, giving me some major Who Framed Roger Rabbit PTSD flashbacks.
"Heh! I could ask you the same thing, Shadow Girl!" she grinned as she fluttered to the ground. "Hm? What's this?"
"There's hardly any depth to her…!" Moji-sensei gawped as he eyed the part of her twisted body that was functionally invisible, Usui lost in her own little world as she palmed something only she could see.
"Hmmm…? This is…"
"Hey um… You okay there…?" I asked nervously.
"Yeah, yeah… I'm fine…" the paper-handed girl said as she traced a rectangular frame around my upper body with her eyes.
*AHA*
So… either that girl experienced some sort of Awakening when she got flattened by the girl whose Quirk gave her non-detrimental gigantism… or she could always flatten her entire body out and just hadn't felt the need to try until right now. The Ninja Hero: Edgeshot has an almost-identical ability, but the papery girl either lacks the ability to stretch her limbs out, or just hasn't discovered that ability either.
That being said, her "Paper Mario" quote was strangely fitting, because she stayed like that the entire day; thankfully without a strong breeze to send her sailing away. Of course, there wasn't any indicator her weight changed, only her literal dimensions.
At first, I thought she'd have her "fifteen minutes of fame" and then everyone would get over it, but when she started monologuing like a certain "merc with a mouth", I realized that she had an ability Edgeshot definitely did not have…
How did I know what new ability she had?
Well… To answer that, all you really have to do is open your ears and listen.
"To think that my whole body would go flat like that…"
"It fits your flimsy personality at least."
" . . . Hey, Hikage-san…"
"Hm?"
"I've, like, discovered something."
"Like what…?"
"This world and our bodies exist solely in the second dimension. Like the characters in the pages of a manga… or something."
" . . . You must have hit your head when Oogi flattened you…"
"But… look! Your words are in speech bubbles! The panels are bordered by frames! Everybody is giving whiny internal monologues about middle school and puberty! And some of the pages even have screen tones!"
"'You're not making any sense.' . . . is what you want me to say, isn't it?" Hikage asked. "Just because you're 2-D now doesn't mean the rest of the world is. Stop being so self-absorbed. Seriously… there's no way any of its actually true," she said palming her face.
"It's true. I can see them right now-"
"STOP IT!" Hikage said slamming her hands on the desk, inky shadows like crude oil rising out of her uniform. "Reality is boring, but I can still tell it apart from fiction. I-I…"
"Hikage-san?"
"Stop trying to immerse yourself in my world. Just leave me alone! It can't be true… Saying this world is just a manga… You're just a stupid, crazy bitch!"
" . . . You're probably right. Sorry!" Usui said puffing out her cheeks, the twin-tailed girl regaining her third dimension.
Suffice it to say… I was really fucking worried…
*AHA*
When Usui went off to Hitomi's office the next day, I feigned gastrointestinal distress to follow after her. The face was the easiest part; especially after I ate Doppel's cooking and didn't have the heart to tell her that it tasted like it looked. Abominable beyond comprehension.
I trailed off after her at a distance, hand to my stomach just in case someone was watching. Arriving at the infirmary itself, I pressed myself to the wall beside the door and brushed my hair away from my tapering ear, enabling me to better-hear the conversation going on.
"So, you're saying the world we know is fictional?" Hitomi hummed, likely after Usui tried to explain her newly-awakened meta-awareness. "I've also thought about that a lot… Especially when I was your age."
"There are plenty of movies and books based on that very idea!" Midori chirped.
"So you think I'm just delusional? That the 'other side' I'm seeing is all in my head?" Usui asked, sounding a little dejected.
"Hmm… We don't see the same things you do, Usui-san… so there's no way to prove that what you see doesn't exist," Hitomi hummed after a moment's thought. "Everyone sees the world differently. What you're seeing and feeling right now… Well, who am I to say that you're 'wrong'?"
" . . . This world could be made-up… or it might not be… but either way…"
"No! This world is real!"
HM!?
Peeking into the room, I saw Hikage rise up out of Usui's shadow like that thing from The Ring, and even if all I could see of her was her back, she looked absolutely pissed.
"Hikage-san?!" Usui cried.
"Wow, she came outta nowhere…" Midori hummed nonplussed.
"Look at you, acting all smug like you know everything… Always trying to get on your student' good sides…" she growled irately at Hitomi. "There's no way… that this world is fiction… Why won't you just tell her she's wrong, sensei?!" she asked as she morphed into some kind of ink-colored monster.
"Hikage-san…? You've thought the same thing, too, haven't you? That this world is made-up… Can you see…?"
"I can't see any of it. But… If we're all just characters in some story… If this world is really fiction… Then an empty person with nothing to offer, like me… I… I… I…" Hikage trailed off, the despair in her tone wrenching at my heartstrings as wet tears fell to the linoleum. "There's no way someone like that… could be loved by anyone, let alone be this world's hero."
"Hikage-san…" Hitomi cried out worriedly.
*BAM!*
"Takei-kun…? What are you doing here?" she gasped, wide-eyed as I stood there in the doorway, a cold sweat on my face as I looked into the room, Hikage looming over Usui like something out of a horror movie, a look of absolute despair on her face, not unlike the Anti-Spirals from Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann. "Oh my! You're as white as a sheet! Are you okay?! What's wrong?"
" . . . "
The ability to see past the Fourth Wall…
The thought of being watched by a higher power had occurred to me; parallel dimensions are basically an open secret at this point with the Rifts and so-on, and back before I reincarnated I loved stuff with multiversal elements. Justice League, Bioshock: Infinite, and Rick & Morty to name a few.
However, people who confront their significance, or more specifically the lack thereof, in a universe with or more-frequently without tangible meaning… More often than not, they tend to go pear-shaped in the head.
I swore I'd carry this with me to my grave if I could help it… No-one would be able to prove or dis-prove otherwise…
But even then, seeing these two beginning to come apart at the seams, even if I barely knew them…
Who are you a Hero to?
Those weren't just words written on one of Kaburagi Kaede's baby pictures by Tomoe, or the title of a best-selling biography Kaede made about her father… They were what kept Kotetsu motivated, even after his wife's passing; and for whatever reason, these words came to mind for me right now in big bold print.
Even if I didn't want to be a Hero like "the occupation", I could still make the choice to step up. Make the world just a little bit better through the heroic spirit of self-sacrifice.
"Hitomi… Midori… Can I have the room for a minute…?"
*AHA*
And thus, I told them. I told them everything.
About my supposed death. My Reincarnation. The life I lived before that. How things worked in my previous life compared to now. About my daily struggles with identity regarding whether I was "me" or "him", or "him" thinking he's "me". About how what they were going through now was either better or worse than when others found out, of which I told them those cases I could recall.
Even though the Rifts, as contextually rare as they were, gave these claims some measure of plausibility, I didn't expect them to believe me out-of-hand… But even still, I couldn't just leave the two of them to crack under this existential crisis after I found out they had "Fourth Wall Awareness" like Deadpool.
The two of them were largely silent as I poured my guts out to them, but I had their attention at least, and they weren't countermanding me at every turn, so that was a good sign. Probably.
Once I had run out of things to say, most of which had come out like word vomit absent of any filter, they finally broke the silence.
"So… which is it…?" Hikage asked, having calmed down significantly after I made a complete and utter fool of myself for her benefit. "Are we real, or fake-"
"Or both?" Usui cut in.
"Just because you have 'Fourth Wall Awareness' doesn't mean that you, or any of this, is fake," I say throwing my arm out to the world around us. "In the two-parter Justice League episode, 'Legends', Green Lantern: John Stewart pointed out that the world they got transported to after their giant robot fight in Metropolis was exactly like the one from the 'Justice Guild of America' comic books he read from his uncle's collection as a kid. Martian Manhunter later pointed out that maybe the creators of those comics had a subconscious link to that alternate Earth, and that what they thought was merely imagination was a psychic memory of the Justice Guild's real exploits."
"So what you're saying is, 'Why not both?'," Hikage said crossing her arms, her resting bitch face quite magnificent actually.
"Yes, her resting bitch face is magnificent~" Usui grinned, my own stomach dropping at- "Oh don't worry, I know you meant it in the good way~" she said good-naturedly.
If Usui really could see text bubbles or whatever, I guess it was a given she could read the thoughts inside my head. If we were going by "Deadpool Rules", this facet of her meta-awareness only worked when she had me within direct visual range. That or we were on the same "page" albeit on differing "panels" and ohhhh crap my brain's melting...
Repress...! Repress...! Repress!
. . .
The exploitability of her meta-awareness was staggering, but also made my head hurt, so I kept that to myself as much as I was able.
"Which reminds me for whatever reason…" I said carefully as Hikage shot me a look. "Just how-aware are you? What exactly do you see?"
"Well, sometimes it's like panels in a manga, but as of late it's been in the written format, though only I can see 'The Text Wall'~."
"Well, it is possible for an IP to exist across more than one medium simultaneously… Manga being adapted into anime with light novel off-shots, light novels adapted into manga and then anime, anime getting off-shots in light novel or manga format…"
"You've put… a disturbing amount of thought into this," Hikage deadpanned, some of the tension leaving her shoulders.
"I grapple with this existential crisis every other day. That and I'm anal-retentive about small details."
"So then… are you a thirty-something-year-old perving on teenage girls or what?"
"I think some of us here are still pre-pubescent."
"Which does nothing to answer my question," the shadow girl said crossing her arms before her chest, giving me a cross look.
"You know, there's a verse from the Bible that comes to mind," Usui hummed, pausing for a moment to wink off into space conspiratorially before reciting- "When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things. Book of 1 Corinthians, Chapter 13, Verse 11."
Okay, that was a really weird thing for her to know off the top of her head.
Wait…
"Since you're an Isekai Protagonist, that 13:11 can take on a whole new meaning," Usui continued. "When you became a child, you once more spoke as a child, understood as a child, and thought as a child; until you become a man, you must give up your adult ways."
"And what does that mean in Japanese?" Hikage asked tiredly.
"Basically, it's okay for 'Isekai Protag-kun' to flirt with under-age girls, because he's now an under-age boy and there's nothing he can do about it until he's grown~" Usui grinned.
"I swear to Kami if you call me that in public I will kill you both and then myself."
"What, you hoping you'll get reincarnated again?" Hikage quipped dryly.
"Kami, I hope not… I barely lived through waking up in this one…" I shuddered.
"Okay, so assuming I believe all this bullshit and you're not a complete idiot…" Hikage said relaxing a little in her seat. "How is it that a telepath with the ability to mind-fuck the entire world cracks under the pressure after reading Red Tool's-"
"Deadpool's."
"-thoughts, but 'All Chin' is able to bounce back like it's no big deal," she continued.
"I guess the Crimson Chin just had a more-flexible worldview…" I shrugged.
And God that episode was from forever ago…!
Doubly-so if The Fairly OddParents is parallelled in this universe as well.
"And just to clarify, you're saying you weren't an office worker in your previous life?" Usui asked with an intense look.
"Nope. I also don't know if it was a truck that killed me either, so please stop asking."
If it turned out it was a truck that killed me, these two would never let me hear the end of it.
Whichever god and/or gods is watching, please don't let it have been a truck if I ever somehow find out…
"So… What now?" Hikage asked, resting her hands in her lap. "What do we do now that we know we're being watched all of the time?"
"We aren't being watched when we're 'off-screen'~" Usui grinned cheekily.
"What about the reality where Hitler cured cancer, Hikage? The answer is 'don't think about it'."
"Hey, come on, you know us both better than that," Usui said throwing an arm around mine and Hikage's shoulder. "I'm Shiori-chan, and she's Kuromi-chan."
"Hey, that reminds me for whatever reason…" Kuromi cut in. "You asked for the room to yourself. Hitomi doesn't know?" she asked quirking an eyebrow.
While I did mention the crazed doctor who wanted to vivisect me at one point or another and how Hitomi and I were prior acquainted, I kept her "Pure Cure Lovely Cyclone" episode to myself.
"I'm still not 100% certain I'm 'me', or 'him' who thinks he is 'me' and will find out later, or if 'him' will come back someday and 'me' has to go away if we wind up fighting for control of this body and 'him' wins."
"And thus ends another meeting of the pronoun club. Same time next week everybody~" Shiori chirped merrily.
"Hey, I'm serious here. There's plenty of Isekai protagonists who think they're the other guy only to later realize they only have the other guy's memories and they're still themselves but their heads got a little muddled along the way."
"That's fair," Kuromi sighed. "Another question then."
"Ask me anything."
"Did you die a virgin?"
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"I'll take that as a 'yes'."
"Let me rephrase that; my memory's still full of holes because I got reincarnated, probably, into a vegetable, if not because I didn't meet 'Kami-sama' after I died. So whether I had sex or not before reincarnating, I don't know. I didn't exactly go peacefully…"
"And you're sure it wasn't-"
"NO IT WASN'T FUCKING TRUCK-KUN!" I snapped at Shiori.
"Do you think maybe Kami-sama struck you down; on purpose or by accident?" Kuromi inquired, seeming to get into the flow of things now that she had a real-life 'Isekai Protagonist' to grill.
Like me in my previous and current life, I noticed that she too found the presence of paper manga in her hands to be cathartic; if the conga line of graphic novel volumes she brought to school with her was any indicator.
"No idea; I'm more worried about another human striking me down."
"What was it like, anyway? Back when superheroes and supervillains were only on the silver screen?" Shiori asked excitedly.
"Could we maybe do this later? I faked gastrointestinal distress to come here, but our teacher won't buy that forever, and I'm pretty sure you totally flaked," I said pointing at the Shadow Girl.
"Yeah… I guess our 'Hero's Journey' has come to an end for now…" Shiori hummed, getting up from her seat. "Kuromi . . . ?"
"I… I think I'll be okay," she said, the corners of her mouth quirking into a small smile. She wasn't the same kind of 'cute' as Shiori with her bangs hanging over her eyes, but it really worked for her, and now that she was smiling, she had a beauty all her own.
"Awwww~ That's so sweet~" Shiori said patting me on the back.
"What, do you have mind-reading powers or something?" Kuromi asked brusquely.
"Something like that~" Shiori replied with a wink of her manga panel-marked eyes, her arms wrapped around our necks as we made our way out of the infirmary and back to class.
" . . . Shiori. Kuromi."
"Hai~?" the prior asked cutely while the latter leaned forward and looked my way.
"This might sound sappy as hell, but the two of you… You're the protagonists of your own story. So don't worry about your place in the world."
" . . . "
" . . . "
" . . . ?"
"Laaaame," Kuromi huffed.
"But sweet~" Shiori grinned pressing a kiss to my cheek. "Thanks for the pep talk, Harem-kun~"
"Don't you call me that either. I get enough of that from jii-jii."
"What, you mean the old guy in the Hero Costume?" Kuromi asked.
"Okay seriously, how-far has that story spread…?!"
*AHA*
"And you're sure you don't want me to tell you what he said?" Midori asked cutely, a drinking glass unashamedly in hand after they made their way back into the infirmary.
"No! And the only reason I didn't go out there to stop you is I might've overheard!" Hitomi pouted. "Whatever he shared with those girls, I'm sure he'll share it with me in his own time! So don't you dare repeat whatever it was he told them," she pouted.
"Hai, hai~"
*VEEOOoop*
"Hey, I was watching that…!" Sigmund whined.
"Sigmund, that twin-tailed human has some of the most-potent multiversal awareness in all of space-time. If you continue to watch them carelessly-"
"Where's this 'you' stuff coming from? You're just-as-invested in this as I am."
"For purely academic reasons in case the temporal bindings I used to link his Aiúa and Philote together are-"
"Admit it. You're proud of your adopted son. Just like your father before you."
"Proud or not, we cannot risk the secrecy of The Great Clock!"
"Well… one of them did rise up out of the floor like that thing from The Ring…"
"Which is exactly why I've blocked the posthumous monitoring of vengeful women wronged by a man."
"Oh come on, that was only the one time."
"This decade."
" . . . Hey, Clank?"
"Yes, Sigmund?"
"You don't think we're being watched, do you…?" he asked looking around worriedly.
"No, of course not. That would be preposterous."
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*AHA*
AN:
Usui and Hikage both always interested me from Hitomi-sensei's Monster Infirmary. Usui has a body that can shift between the 2nd and 3rd dimensions not too dissimilar to Edgeshot, while Hikage has "Shadow Powers" not too dissimilar to Mizura Kuroiwa. Though their abilities are so dissimilar, that they both possess similar levels of "Multi-Dimensional Awareness" like She-Hulk (apparently she did 4th Wall Breaks first in Marvel; go figure) caught my eye, and I had a ton of fun with this chapter. Even if most of it was adapted from the manga.
That Tokei Takehiko (Me) is an "Another World Hero" in at least the loosest sense, makes it fitting that I/he'd confide in them, and have them join his little circle of friends; even if they're running a "circle-within-a-circle" kinda deal. And honestly, the way that Hitomi-sensei's Monster Infirmary handled the whole "we're in a Manga" thing was quite inventive, because Hitomi gave it the consideration it deserved, and helped them find "meaning/motivation" when confronted with something no-one else could see, let alone disprove.
Certainly more than Timmy Turner's "those are real fictional people, in real fictional danger" speech from Season 1 Episode 9 when the Crimson Chin had his Existential Crisis after Cosmo & Wanda brought him into "the real world" and he found his own comic book lying around…
GOD I feel old…!
Last but certainly not least, a special shout-out to my co-creator, Spaceman.
First is for Hikage's given name. In the Nurse Hitomi's Monster Infirmary canon, it's "Ayami", but I didn't know that until much later, so we went with "Kuromi" in the early planning stages) as I got Takehiko's class roster together), which possesses the Kanji for "Black" and "See"; I decided to stick with this even after learning her Canon name because other than being thematically-appropriate for My Hero Academia where the names are very telling about their Quirks or their futures, the name was just too perfect given her Shadow powers.
Second is for that epic Bible quote and how it can be paraphrased regarding the ethicacy of an Isekai Protagonist slipping back into the role of a child (assuming they've regressed into a body younger than what they died in "the first time around") and/or seeking out a romantic partner far below their mental age.
Anywho, if there's some sort of "{Insert Story-Theme Here} Episode" staple of Slice-of-Life anime (like "The Beach Episode") that you wanna see…
I'll just let that statement hang there~
Like mah penis.
What the-?! DEADPOOL, STEP AWAY FROM THE KEYBOARD!
You can't tell me what to do!
Maybe not, but I can think of at least one teenage shape-shifting prostitute who can-
LE GASP! You leave Vanessa Carlysle (circa Earth-616) out of this!
Spaceman! Break the glass "In Case of Emergency" case! We got a Code D!
Play nice, Deadpool, and we can shift you into a harmless happy ending. Annoy us, and we'll mess you up more than Events and Crises could.
Are you threatening...?
Oh look. A world with no chimichangas, tight gun laws, and Bea Arthur was never born.
. . .
You get a warning because I actually watched Golden Girls.
GO BEYOND! EXCELSIOR!
Hey, that's my bit!
Woop-woop-woop-woop-woop-woop-woop-woop-woop-woop!