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Allen was sitting at a table, waiting for Lenalee to come in. As he was waiting, his thoughts slowly crept back to Kanda. 'W-Why am I thinking of him?' The whitenette mentally screamed at himself. But he didn't stop, he thought of how uniquely he smelled, he strong he was, and how the man was so cold to everyone. 'And yet, he worried about me… Why?' Allen shook his head and turned to see that Lenalee walked in. "Hey Allen, what did you find? I learned that no matter what way I left the town, I ended up right back." She asked as she took a seat across from Allen.
"Oh, ok. Well I ran into an akuma. Oh, and a woman too. She ran before I could ask her any questions though." The whitenette answered.
"Do you know what she looked like?" Lenalee questioned.
"Yeah, she was German, she was wearing a black dress, she was about 168 centimeters tall, and had black hair put up in a bun." The young exorcist explained.
"Wow, great description." Lenalee smiled.
"Thanks. Um, could we eat while we're here?" Allen asked.
"Sure." Lenalee nodded. The two then ordered some food to tide them over for the time being. While Allen was eating, two scents got his attention. There was four akuma and the lady from earlier. "Lenalee! There's the woman from before." The whitenette pointed to the lady in at the table in front of him.
"Eek!" The lady freaked and began to run.
"Wait, please!" Lenalee caught her. Allen nodded, and then warned Lenalee, "There are akuma here, take her and run." Lenalee nodded, and left with the woman. "Heehee, smart boy." One of the akuma chuckled and came out of hiding. Soon the other three appeared and they all attacked the young exorcist. All was going pretty well, Allen even destroyed one of the akuma. But it turned down hill when one of the akuma used its special skill; it was a very loud noise it called, "Punk voice." Allen screamed loudly, it might have not been night time, but he was still sensitive to sound. The other two akuma used this chance to attack the whitenette. Luckily, Allen was able to dodge the majority of the attacks. Just then, the akuma stopped and fled. "What? Ugh, I need to go find Lenalee." Allen shook his head, flipped up his hood for the night and went off. He finally found the two girls in an apartment. "Allen! Are you ok?" Lenalee comes over and immediately tends to the boy's injuries.
"I'm fine Lenalee. Well I want to know, are you ok miss?" Allen asks.
"Y-Yes I am a-and my name is M-Miranda." The woman answered.
"That's good to hear Ms. Miranda." Allen smiled.
"Y-You are so kind. Y-You've saved me twice today." Miranda looked ready to cry.
"Thank you." Allen chuckled. After a few more exchanging of words, Miranda suddenly walked over to her bed and went to sleep. "What?" Both exorcists looked around as weird clock-like images appeared and began to flow into Miranda's prized grandfather clock. "T-That was odd." Allen stuttered. Then Miranda woke up. "What happened? I don't remember getting into bed." She mumbled. So Lenalee took this chance to talk Miranda, while Allen studied the clock. "Lenalee, Lenalee! Look!" Allen cheered. With that both girls turned to see the whitenette. "I'm a clock." He chuckled. Both girls screamed, Allen was in the clock. "Ssh, sorry. You see, no one can touch this clock." Allen phased right out of the clock.
"Meaning, only Miranda can touch the clock." Lenalee noted.
"Y-You're not going to destroy my clock are you?" Miranda defended her most prized possession.
"We won't destroy it." Allen reassured.
"Ok." The woman sighed.
"So the clock must be innocence, and you are the accommodator." Lenalee explained to Miranda. After clarifying the confusion and trying out some things, the three all left to go do things. All trying to figure out what they can do about the town's situation.