Chapter 02: The Irregularities that threaten the World

Trying to understand the thoughts of the girls is like an enigma, a secret that perhaps is better not to know. In fact one can try to decipher their thoughts, but you will immediately find yourself trapped in a maze of things you cannot understand. It's like trying to decipher an old code.

Honestly, he cannot even imagine the cause.

Honestly, he didn't even know how this started and he doesn't want to know the reason for this inevitable battle. Anyway, when the girls decide something is very difficult to make them change their opinion especially this girl, Misaka Mikoto.

She had been following him for at least two weeks. She had been hunting him like a prey for two weeks. She was looking for only one thing from him.

A fight between two irregularities.

Such a stubborn person hadn't surrendered to time or despair and eventually Kamijou walked directly toward his destination.

That destiny, of course is forced by the authentic Tsundere.

"You, there is no escape from here."

She started saying that.

Absolutely.

It may be his imagination, but she really seemed excited and that leads him to wonder something.

What kind of weirdo have I attracted this time?

There are bad days and there are worse days, but there are days when you just do not want to wake up. That's what he thought.

His bad luck as always was present.

Even though he was being optimistic, due to small incidents during the early hours of the morning, his thoughts became even more pessimistic than usual. Under the blue and pale winter skies, at noon, two people stood barely separated by a few meters.

One of them, she was a girl.

One of them was an unlucky student.

Both were abnormalities in the world.

She possessed a unique ability, since she was an Esper. He was just a guy who used to help others without asking and that is what led him to this situation, a fight between two people.

She had asked for that, no more, no less.

"Well, I guess we're here, you and me." Kamijou started with slight doubt in his voice.

It may be my imagination, but I feel a wave of malice...

Both were in a vacant lot, under a bridge and at this time of day where most people and the students are doing their diary activities and other things this would be the perfect setting for a battle. Very near this zone there was a river and very near to this river there were several installations that belonged to a private company. Having clarified the environment is not necessary to give more explanations.

"That's right, you were refusing to fight me because we could hurt people, well, as you can see here there is nobody apart from us."

"Err, couldn't we do something less dangerous like a game of checkers or shogi?"

"You're trying to tease me!"

Misaka Mikoto, capacity, electromaster. Yes, an extremely dangerous skill, the least impact of one of her thunder could cause death.

Kamijou easily eluded her first attack.

"Oi, we haven't started and you're sending attacks without mercy!"

"Then you'd better take this seriously, you idiot."

"At least stop calling me idiot, I have a name, I'll repeat it if you don't know, it's Kamijou Touma."

"Why would I bother to learn your name in the first place?"

"Don't tell me, you're the kind of girl who gets embarrassed at calling a boy by his name, hahaha."

Misaka hit the ground, sending a powerful electric charge.

"Y-you, you're wasting time, fight, fight!"

"I don't understand why you want to fight, I've never lay a finger on you." The situation had become really annoying. "If I've offended you in any way then tell me."

"You, did you forget what you did to me?"

While Misaka was making sparks of anger, Kamijou meditated, trying to remember something. Unfortunately, he couldn't remember anything, not even a hint that told him the reason for her anger.

"That day in the family restaurant, you idiot, y-you humiliated me."

"What the hell are you saying?"

"You seem to pretend dementia, but let me accommodate the ideas a little."

"Oi, do you want to apply some electric shock technique to recover the memories?"

There was no need for metaphors, she is crazy.

"I'll give you what you want."

Kamijou, a little tired and a little annoyed, decided to do something.

"Well, you seem to have courage."

Misaka smiled a little as her body produced more sparks.

"Hey, Biribiri, why don't we bet?"

"Ah?"

"I mean, I don't fight for anything there has to be some reason to fight."

"A bet, well, what do you have in mind?"

The air froze.

She is not as smart as I thought.

Basically, the idea that had come to mind was as follows.

The winner could order whatever. And so, with that power as victor, he could get rid of that problem once and for all.

"So, that's what you want?" Misaka put on an expression of displeasure. "I refuse."

"Hey! You didn't even let me finish."

"You're a pervert, I know men like you."

"It cannot be, another girl with the same thought, just like her."

Kamijou felt depressed at the thought of it.

Not only did Naruse Mio think he was a pervert, now Misaka also said the same thing.

Do they read the same girls magazine about how to deal with men?

"I cannot trust what you're thinking."

"Tell me what things guys think."

"Y-you know what I'm talking about, a-about b-breasts and perverted things, idiot."

The truth is that he found it funny to see that shy side of her.

"Well, let's put a limit on what one can order at the other."

"I guess that's fine."

"Well, the winner cannot order anything weird, embarrassing or humiliating to the other."

Having cleared the rules Misaka had no further complaints.

The winter wind was blowing so hard.

Kamijou wore his winter uniform and a white hooded sweater, but it was not enough to cover him from the cold.

"Biribiri, hurry, I'm freezing."

"I don't feel cold."

What kind of monster is she?

He shivered as both of them stepped into defensive positions. He took a deep breath and cleared his head. Then he wiped the sweat from his palms with his pants.

As they both shouted the battlefield was opened.

Apparently, she always used the same tactics. As he supposed, Misaka sent a strong blast of pure energy. The blue of electricity confused him for a second, but without even thinking, his body moved to one side. The lightning struck the earth leaving a huge crater.

"You're trying to kill me!"

"And you're killing my patience."

"Ugh ... I should have stayed at home, idiot, just when I decided to do all my homework and get to classes early I run into problems like these."

"Stop mumbling and put some effort!"

As she said this, another shock of energy rushed at him. With the same procedure as before, Kamijou moved his body to the right and then to the left, dodging each of the consecutive attacks.

What are you trying to do?

His movements were imprecise so she didn't know what action to take. After all, she had only seen his ability once. She had no idea what power he had, but she knew that his ability could deny her power.

If your hand touches my electricity it vanishes as if it never existed.

"I know what you're trying to do."

Misaka stepped back while sending her attacks, basically she had discovered his plan.

"You're a close fighter, your ability doesn't work unless you touch my power, but you cannot do anything else apart from that."

"Wow, you saw through my, did not expect less than an Ojou-sama." Kamijou made fun of himself while extending his right hand denying the attack of pure energy. "This is hot!"

"Ah, ah, I suppose if that doesn't work I'll have to use this."

Misaka changed tactics, using her electricity raised iron sand in the air.

"Uh? What are you doing?"

In her hand, the gathered iron of her surroundings began to form something solid.

"Wait a fucking second! That's cheating!"

"Are you stupid? I'm using my ability to create this, let's see if I can cut you down a bit."

Misaka wielded the iron-made sword, which vibrated constantly like an electric saw.

"In a nutshell you're trying to kill me!"

"I'll cut you a little, it will not hurt at all."

"You're crazy obviously I'll die if that touches me ..."

That's right, life is difficult.

Some simply don't have good luck and some don't even have hope.

Like when I was late to school and I was punished. Like when I was accused of watching at the girls changing their clothes in the swimming class or when trying to help a girl I ended up being pushed by Truck-kun.

-That's right, that pathetic life is that of Kamijou Touma.

And maybe I die today.

Hahahaha, fuck you, god!

"You're being a nuisance, why don't you just look for someone else to disturb!"

Kamijou began to mourn, Misaka stopped stunned by the shocking, no, to the disturbing scene.

"Are you crying? Ahhh ... This is ..." She was at the loss of words. "Y-you're a delinquent, no, you're not supposed to cry, hey, listen to me."

He didn't even hear her, pathetic tears slipped from his eyes.

"You don't know how difficult life is, have you ever been in prison, are there things you don't want to see, not only that, have you ever been accused of being a pervert? Pedophile, stalker, terrorist, mass murderer and a long etc. There things one cannot overlook. "

"A-ahhh ... w-well ... ahhh."

She didn't even know what he was talking about, but seeing him in such a pitiful state was indeed painful.

"If someone sees me, they start to tremble with fear like those guys in the morning, they all think I'm some sort of bakemono or demon…Ughhhhhhh!"

That last lament had drained all life in his eyes.

"H-hahaha, c-calm down, you're not a bad person, look, look, there are things you sure are good, aren't you?"

"Well, I can cook with very few ingredients, some classmates in the cooking class thinks I'm some kind of chef prodigy."

Clearing his tears, Kamijou seemed to have regained his composure a little.

"I see."

I have no idea what to tell him.

A drop of sweat slid down her forehead.

She didn't expect to have this kind of battle against him and in a way she felt victorious. After hearing all those things about his life, her desire to fight went away.

"Why don't we just leave this for later, it's really late, don't you think?"

She pretended to look at the hour on her cell phone.

"No, a man must fight, just give me a second."

No, you're not fine, you're shaking.

She didn't know if he was shaking due the cold or was losing his spirit.

"Now that I remember, I have to do something with some friends. Yes, that's right, give me your phone number."

What the hell am I saying?

Misaka shouted to herself.

"My phone is broken, I'm a mess. Kamijou-san should look for Truck-kun and die ... Maybe I'll reincarnate in another world and thus be a nuisance less to this world."

"I don't know what you're muttering, but that really didn't sound good at all. You'd better go to your school, yeah, that's the best."

Kamijou moved wobbly.

Should I accompany him?

No, no, that's a bad idea.

She shook her head as her cheeks flushed.

"Onee-sama!"

"Kuroko."

She moved without saying anything else and the girl, who had pounced, pretending to hug her, irremediably fell down to the ground.

"Why does Onee-sama not accept my most sincere feelings?"

"Stop doing that, I've told you a thousand times, Hmmm? Where did he go?"

"What do you mean by? It cannot be possible! Onee-sama was with a guy?"

"Of course not!"

"If a man approaches you, I simply wouldn't know what to do and in the worst case I would have to kill him, then I would have to kill myself, but that would separate us and I cannot think of that, please, Onee-sama hug me!"

Misaka simply ignored her as she looked up at the sky.

The first class had ended when he had arrived at school. But this wasn't a problem for a delinquent like him. That was the good part of being considered a problem child.

Teachers didn't even dare to scold him.

The rumors are scary, you better not say anything.

That's what they thought, teachers and students in general.

Kamijou had received such ridiculous titles.

By the way all the previous had been enough to get rid of Misaka Mikoto. Actually pretending to cry has added a touch of drama.

"Ehehe..."

That laugh seemed a little disturbing.

"In truth, I must do something to regain some dignity."

He muttered as he laid his hand on his desk.

Outside, there were several students getting ready for the winter festival. The streets, the roofs, the tops of the trees, everything here were covered by the snow white.

"A romance ... maybe ... that would change my life ... sigh."

"Kami-yan, what's with that long sigh?"

"Shut up and let me think."

His classmate was Tsuchimikado Motoharu, a guy with sunglasses and stupid, and don't forget the important part, a real siscon. But precisely that idiot was the only real friend he had.

"I'm tired ... I want to go home."

"Kami-yan, I've the perfect answer to your problems."

He shook his head and then raised an eyebrow.

"And that answer is?"

"Harem!"

It is possible to say that Kamijou's expression was at present difficult to describe.

"Did you not hear me?"

"Yes, I did, and it's better to ignore you."

"Idiot, a harem is the most wonderful thing in this world, just imagine a dozen girls around you doing all sorts of things for you."

Kamijou suddenly imagined a crowd of girls hugging him and doing all sorts of perverted things.

"No, no, no, I'm not that kind of guy."

His cheeks flushed as smoke poured from his head.

"So, you want to meet an alien girl who falls from the sky?"

"Have you been reading too many manga lately?"

The target of Tsuchimikado was to create a complete harem-scenario like in the light novels.

"Kami-yan, as your friend, I wish the best for you."

"Right now, I think it's better not to have friends."

"But if you don't change your attitude, you will remain alone! Do you want to spend your youth regretting what you could have done?"

"Well, you're right, but it's not as if those things were possible in the real world."

"Just go out and invite a girl out!"

"As if that were easy, idiot!"

"Who do you call an idiot?"

" You, the idiot who wears sunglasses even when we're in the classroom!"

"You want to fight?"

"Oi, you're tempting the devil and that can cost your life."

They both banged their cheeks with their fists and began to argue aloud.

"Tsk, what happens with that negativity? For that reason people don't come to you."

The boy with sunglasses said loudly.

"I don't need anything like that, so stop bothering me."

"Damn, Kami-yan, you have no remedy."

"Hai, hai."

Kamijou raised his hand dismissively.

"By the way have you heard the rumor?"

"No, and I don't care. I just want to get some sleep before the second period starts."

Tsuchimikado ignored him, and continued talking. "I heard from my contacts, a new girl moved to this school."

"Huh."

"They reviewed her file and I can only say that she is very cute!" Tsuchimikado raised his hands with joy, while Kamijou pretends to sleep.

"You're not listening to me! Kami-yan, she has big boobs!"

Kamijou raised his hand and with his index finger indicates something.

"Hey, don't tell me, she's behind me, isn't she?"

With 'she' Tsuchimikado was referring to the class rep, Fukiyose Seiri. She was also known as the iron wall girl.

"Err, let me explain this situation!"

There was no time to say anything more, Tsuchimikado was knocked out immediately.

She is much more terrifying that the delinquents.

Kamijou winced as he watched the unconscious body of his friend.

Fukiyose glanced toward Kamijou.

"Hi, it's a nice day."

He didn't even know why he had said that, but he was so nervous.

"Yes, it's a nice day, I guess."

He didn't expect that kind of response.

"Kamijou Touma."

"Y-yes!"

"You should sleep at home."

"If I know, it is that certain things happened, ha ha ha."

She frowned.

"Well, it's not like an excuse, but it will not happen again."

"I see, it is dangerous to your health if you don't sleep enough."

What the hell she's giving me advice on health?

For some reason she was the only student (woman) who didn't fear at the rumors about him.

First, who the hell started with all this?

At some point, he will seek the responsible and make him pay for this terrible reputation.

I just want a normal and peaceful life.

The bell rang announcing the beginning of classes. Fukiyose spun on her heel and returned to her place. Kamijou let out a deep sigh.

"Well guys, today I have an announcement to make." The little teacher, said in a sweet voice. "I present your new classmate, say hello properly."

There was a girl, who walked into the classroom. Her hair was red and is a beautiful young woman. Her skin was white and gorgeous. Her body was more than perfect and her breasts were huge, just as Tsuchimikado said. Kamijou seemed shocked while looking at her.

"Ohhhhhhhhh! She's so cute!"

"Tell me your measurements!"

So on, all men began shouting.

"Guys, if don't keep silence, I'll leave you an insane amount of work until the end of the semester, desu."

Komoe threatened with a smile, so the students responded with absolute silence.

"That's better, please introduce yourself."

The red-haired girl walked to the center of the classroom, making a small bow.

"My name is Naruse Mio, is a pleasure to meet you." She said with gentle tone, while making a slight smile.

"Well, please have a seat right next to Kamijou-chan." Just when men began to protest, Komoe glared at them.

Naruse Mio went to her desk and after that the second period began as usual. Kamijou looked at her askance and winced.

You have not realized that it's me!

She probably didn't remember him or maybe she hadn't even paid attention, but he was covering his face with a book.

"Kami-yan, what's wrong, why are you covering your face?"

"Just remain silent!"

Kamijou whispered enough that only he could hear it, from the back seat Tsuchimikado smiled maliciously.

"I see, I understand very well."

"Then shut the damn mouth."

"Of course, Kami-yan, I understand."

Suddenly his siscon friend got up and walked to the seat of her.

"Are you, Naruse-san? Yes, my friend wants to invite you out."

Kamijou nearly choked on that.

"Ah?"

Naruse turned her attention as she watched with suspicion, until their eyes met.

"H-hello, again."

"You."

This is how a conversation, his impertinent siscon friend and a chaotic school become the appropriate setting for a war.

It will be a long day ... I should look for some amulet for bad luck.

…

The truth hides in the dark, eh?

Somewhere, a group was doing its usual activities.

"Truth is not always the best, is it?"

She waved her hand from side to side.

A green light destroyed a thick wall of concrete in a second as if it were simple butter.

"Truth is such an important thing that fools like these pay large sums."

"I super understand it's super annoying to work so early."

A small girl with a hood was responsible for knocking down more than five security guards in a jiffy.

They couldn't even react.

A third girl was leaning against the wall.

"Is it so important to steal this database, and anyway does the customer want these hard drives?"

"Shut up, we just do the work, do not ask."

"R-right, Mugino."

The blonde girl shrugged in fear as she looked into Mugino Shizuri's face. The blonde really knows how frightening she can be when she gets angry.

"Besides, the rumors say we can get information about that guy."

Kinuhata Saiai typed while taking all the information she could.

"Here, this is the guy we're super looking for."

"Let me see."

Mugino smiled as she looked at the supercomputer screen.

"Hahaha, we've met at last, you bastard."

The smile that accompanied her beautiful face was undoubtedly that of a damsel in love. There are things that even Kamijou is not able to control.

Love can sometimes be painful.

Another chapter this time a little longer than usual, usually I only write from 1500 to 2000 words, but I felt something inspired. Once again, Kamijou will be involved in problems, and will find the romance he did want, but not in the way he expected.

It seems that he tends to attract people with problems, will it be a curse?

Thanks for your support and for your reviews, and of course an apology for my mistakes and failures. I'm still a newbie, but someday maybe I improved a bit.

Greetings, Shidu.