"So you're Kizoku. I have heard from IF why you declined to to be in our Guild, but I prefer to hear directly from your mouth."
Histoire and I were in the living room sitting on couches that were facing each other. On the coffee table between us was two cups of tea brought out by Compa. I haven't touched mine yet, and Histoire was having trouble trying to sip her fairy-sized cup. Compa, after preparing the tea, had to go out to do her nurse work, while IF went back to the guild to teach some first-timers the ropes of Guild work.
"It's as I said, Miss Histoire. I need a way back home, and I don't have the time to do quests for the Guild."
"Well Kizoku-san, what if I told you that by taking quests, you might find a way back to your dimension." Histoire blew on her tea and sipped.
Narrowing my eyes, I leaned in closer and muttered "How do you know I'm from another dimension?"
"I'm sure you heard from IF that I'm an Oracle."
I nodded.
"Not only am I an Oracle, I am also the keeper of the world's knowledge. I had noticed that there was anomaly similar to the time our dimension, Hyperdimension, connected with another dimension, Ultradimension."
This was not good. If others knew about the fact that I am from another dimension, then they would probably want to visit that dimension. That route had to be avoided at all costs.
"I see. Well Miss Histoire." I tried to sharpen my gaze as I stared at Histoire.
"Yes?"
"Please don't tell anyone about this." I bowed my head. "Granted, I can't tell you the reason for it, but rest assured, it is a good one."
Histoire sighed, closed her eyes, nodded. "I'm afraid of the threat you might pose to this land, and I can't access your records in my tome. However, IF and Compa seem to trust you, so I suppose I'll trust their judgement. I'll keep your secret safe."
"Thank you." I raised my head and smiled. Histoire did likewise.
"Well Kiz-" A loud thump in a room connected to sounded out. Out came a couple of voices.
"Nepu! My protag senses are tingling. I sense an event flag going on!" A high pitched girl's voice came out.
"Wait onee-chan! I'm still getting up…" This time, a girl's voice that was lower than the former's and more mature sounding came out.
"And now Neptune is here!" A lilac short-haired girl came running out of the room, slid all the way to the couches, and grabbed the couch Histoire was sitting on, lifting her face to look at mine while raising her thumbs up.
"Hello there, kind sir! What brings you here to our humble abode?"
"Well, I was talking to Histoire, and- WAIT WHAT!" I jumped out of my chair and shouted.
"Whoa whoa whoa there buster. You didn't need to turn up the volume so fast." The lilac short-haired girl, Neptune I presume, covered her ears when she heard me shout. She uncovered them while looking at me a little weirdly.
"This is the first time someone thought I was a guy." Tears started to flow from my eyes as I looked up to the air.
"Well…" Neptune sheepishly rubbed the back of her head and stuck her tongue out in a cutesy manner. "You were too pretty to be a girl, so I knew you were a guy."
"..."
My heart broke at those words. With a subdued sigh, I returned back the the couch and sat down, feeling depressed. I started to drink the tea Compa left out.
"Wow. That's a complete 180 from how he was a couple seconds ago." Neptune sweatdropped.
"Onee-chan, Histoire-san, good morning!" A lilac long-haired girl walked out of a room. She turned towards me and asked "Who is this?"
"That's a good question. What's your name, kind sir?" Neptune asked me.
"...It's Kizoku…" I muttered. I was still unhappy about the fact that I was considered too pretty to be a girl.
"O.K then Kizo. Nice to meetcha!"
"Ehhhhh!" The lilac long-haired girl's voice rang out in a loud voice. "You mean this pretty girl wearing a bigger version of IF's clothes is a guy?"
She shuddered and started to back away from me. On the side, Neptune was laughing her ass off and Histoire looked like she had a headache, rubbing her eyes with her hand.
"And who's this pipsqueak?" I pointed to the lilac long-haired girl and looked at Histoire.
"I suppose introductions are in order." Histoire coughed. "Neptune, Nepgear, this is Kizoku-san. Kizoku-san, the tall one is Nepgear, and the short one is Neptune. They're also sisters."
"I see. So Miss Neptune is the older one, Miss Nepgear the younger one, I presume."
"Wow." Neptune nodded. "That's the first time someone has gotten that correctly. I approve!"
"Incidentally, they're the CPU and CPU Candidate of Planeptune. Which reminds me…" Histoire's gazed towards the two with a baleful eye. "You still need to do the paperwork, Neptune."
"Nepu! Histoire, I was planning to show Kizo around and use him as an excuse to slack off."
"Kizo? Is that me?" I wondered.
"Neptune…" I couldn't see Histoire's face at this point, since she was facing Neptune directly, but her voice considerably darkened.
"Nepgear can show him around! You! Sit down and do your paperwork!" Histoire sounded like a mother ordering a kid around.
"I'd rather not."
"Ehhhh…Do I have to take this pervert around…" Nepgear said.
"Guh. Even though that might be true, it still hurts my heart, you know." I mumbled.
"Now!" Histoire's dark voice was raised a couple of levels.
"Y-Yes!" Nepgear and Neptune's voice cracked out. Neptune ran away to do her paperwork, while Nepgear bolted to the elevator. I sighed.
"Miss Histoire, do you mind if I answer your question later? It's a lot to take in."
"I do not mind. But do give me an answer soon. I don't know how long it'll take for you to get back home."
"Thanks. Well, I'll be leaving then." I started to walk towards the elevator.
"Oh yes. Kizoku-san, if you don't mind…" She closed her eyes and said. "Change your outfit. No offense, but it does make you look like a pervert if people realize you're a guy."
"Ugh. Please don't voice that out loud."
I entered the elevator and, with Nepgear, went to the bottom floor and headed out of the Basilicom.