Chapter 12 Dark Revelations
Author's Note: Although vampires exist in the Toaru Majutsu no Index universe, they are never
explicitly elaborated on so I'm more often than not, adding in minor details here and there. And
although I made a joke about reading twilight, in truth I have not read twilight (not now not ever) so
any resemblances to those particular stories (or their movies) is not intended at all.
"You got hungry?" I asked, not believing what just came out of Akiha's mouth.
"... Yes..."
"Geez... For something like that..." I muttered, going into the kitchen, "How hungry are you? If you really can't wait, I'll just fix up some instant noodles..."
Suddenly hugged from behind by Akiha, she whispered, "I'm not hungry for food right now..."
"Then what are you..."
"You're really dense huh? I need blood." Akiha whispered, staring down at the floor as I turned to look at her.
"So you tried to take it from Tsubaki? If you knew she was going to freak out, why didn't you just hypnotize her or whatever?"
"I can't. The bite would likely undo the spell. And then she'll struggle which would probably tear an artery."
"Why don't you find someone willing? There are a lot of weirdos who..."
"I don't want to broadcast the fact that I... I'm a monster ok? It's bad enough some people know, the more people that know the more danger I'm in!"
"I'm sorry... That was insensitive..."
"Ryusuke-san..."
"Yes?"
"Can you... Do me a favour?"
"Feed you... Right?"
"Please... I promise not to ask you again... Just for this time..."
"Akiha..."
"It won't hurt I promise. Please.. I don't think I can hold back..."
"Do it."
"Huh?"
"Hurry up and just do it!" I yelled, shutting my eyes in fear.
Standing still for the next few minutes, I felt a hand reach for mine, Akiha mutter a few words, and then it was over.
"... I'm done... And your wound's patched up." Akiha muttered, turning away and going into the bathroom.
Touching the affected spot, I couldn't feel anything. Literally. It was as if my finger was touching rubber, my arm didn't feel anything at all.
Coming out of the bathroom Akiha noticed me touching my right arm, "Oh. Uhhh, that place is temporarily paralyzed. Think of it as local anesthetic. The original spell is actually designed to paralyze the whole body."
"How long does it last?"
"Few minutes. You seem awfully calm, most people would be freaking out."
"That would definitely offend you. You seem to be sensitive enough on the issue, I don't want to be the one to worsen it."
Continuing to study my arm in silence, Akiha spoke up again, "Something wrong?"
"Strange, why did you do it on the arm... And why don't I feel weak?"
"Seriously? That's all you have to ask? I would've thought your first question is whether you're gonna turn into a vampire like me."
Noticing that I suddenly stopped looking at my arm in curiosity and up at her in horror she quickly added, "No you won't. That is a choice that I alone get to decide. Besides, I don't think I want to inflict this kind of hell on you. Trust me, being reliant on blood is not nice. And nor is living forever. It's fun for the first couple of hundred, but you really feel like it's a pain in the ass after that."
I know she said that I saved her, but did my stopping her actually change anything? I mean, how can my self righteous feelings beat down several hundred years of negativity? There's no way that would happen.
"Oh, I haven't answered your questions have I? Why on the arm? Well... Blood can be found anywhere. Doing it on the neck, especially from behind creates a sense of dominancy that I'm not really into. With me, arms are fine. It's not the blood I'm after anyway, it's the symbolic fact that we need to absorb the life force of others. Why you don't feel weak... Well I only took the equivalent of a small sip. If you feel weak after that, go see a doctor."
"Symbolic fact? Why is it symbolic?"
Now that I think about it, why would vampires need to absorb the life force of others? They themselves are immortal beings with infinite amounts of energy. Why would they be so dependent on blood?"
"Stop thinking about it and I'll explain it for you. I can practically see the gears ticking in your head." Akiha said, sighing as she sat on my bed, "Vampires are infinite sources of energy. That much is true. But infinite energy isn't something we can maintain by just existing. So that's why we need to take blood from other humans. Or that's the theory I came up with at least."
Sounds reasonable. The truth behind it of course would only be known by vampires. Adds to the mystique I guess.
"Well, my place is no better than Tsubaki's, I'll grab a few futons for you to sleep on..."
"Or I could just share the bed." Akiha suggested with a sly smile.
"No way in hell. It's bad enough there's a girl I the boy's dorm, if you shared the bed as well, I'm bunking in with Len."
"Awww... Please..."
"No. That's final."
Strange, she had the opportunity to have the entire bed to herself yet she didn't take it. What's with her?
Lying down on my bed while Akiha lay down on her nest of futons, we both said a short goodnight to each other before retiring for the night.
-Timeskip, 7 hours-
Waking up to the strong smell of curry and spices, I sat up and blinked a few times, the sight of my room illuminated by sunlight while the smell of curry filled the entire room.
There's only one explanation for this, and I'm hoping it's not true!
Dashing out of bed to the kitchen, the question I held until that moment answered itself as I watched Akiha in an apron stir a large pot of what I could only assume was chicken curry.
It didn't smell bad, that wasn't the problem. The major problem was, when cooking strong smelling dishes, one should always turn on the ventilator above the stove to remove the smell. Academy City's ventilators, were especially effective at this because by utilizing the kitchen's layout and by creating special low velocity convection currents within the room, the entire kitchen area can be ventilated constantly; not just the area above the stove.
Akiha however, had neglected to turn on the ventilator. And to make matters worse, she had left the kitchen door open which now resulted in the entire room smelling like curry.
The cherry of the cake is the fact that I like to have my room at a low temperature while I sleep. And in these months I had taken to leaving the air-conditioning on all night.
So now my air-con reeks of curry. Awesome way to start the day.
"Morning Ryusuke-kun!" Akiha said happily, turning and waving while the ladle was still in her hand, flicking curry everywhere.
"Akiha..."
"Yes?"
"I hope you intend to clean up after your bloody mess."
"Hmmm? But I was careful to keep the kitchen clean and... Oh no! Why are there curry stains everywhere?"
"Watch where you wave that..." I sighed, as in her panic, more curry started to fly off the ladle.
A few minutes of precision wiping later, the curry was finished. Which also left ms wondering how long Akiha had been awake just to prepare this.
"I hope you enjoy it! I had a bit of a problem finding where you hid the food supplies... But once I found them, curry was the first thing that came to mind!"
"Hid them...? They're in the cupboard under the stove. Where else would you keep it?"
"Umm, isn't that where you usually kept the gas to cook?" Akiha muttered in between mouthfuls.
"This is Academy City, gas is provided directly by pipes."
"Oh... Well, are you enjoying the curry?"
"I guess, why?" I replied, having a faint idea of where this was going already.
"Would you let me..."
"No."
"Why not? You haven't even heard what I was going to ask!" Akiha said, pouting at me.
"I'm not going to sleep with you." I retorted, facepalming when I realized the implications of what I just said.
It is for this reason I avoid people in the morning and that I am NOT a morning person.
"Ryusuke-kun..." Akiha whispered, her voice turning dangerous all of a sudden, "Just what kind of girl do you think I am...?"
The murderous kind?
"Wrong answer!" Akiha screamed, her fist halfway into my gut before I realized what was going on.
"Owaah! I didn't even say anything yet!" I yelled back.
"Have you already forgotten that stupid link you made between our minds?" Akiha yelled, tapping her head, "Geez, I only want to share because I thought you'd like to have company. But if you're so averse to it, fine by me. And Ryusuke-kun, I'm insulted that you'd think that I'm such a loose girl."
"Sorry..." I muttered, staring into my own bowl of curry.
"Of course, I would never make such an offer. But I AM open for requests." Akiha said, giving me a mischievous smile as I choked on my curry.
"Oi oi, don't choke on it!" Akiha said, reaching over to tap on my back.
"-cough- So, you intend to move in here right?"
"More or less." Akiha replied.
"Where are your clothes, magical ingredients stuff you carry along with you?"
"In a hotel outside of the walls of this city."
"What? Dammit, then what do you plan to change into?"
"Oh that much is simple, you have a sink or a washing machine right?" Akiha said, starting to step out of her jeans.
"W-wait! What are you doing?"
"Washing them. Isn't it obvious?"
"I'm a boy your a girl! Don't just randomly strip in front of people!"
"Ahh don't worry, it's just the two of us right? It's not as if anyone would see us."
"No way in hell! What kind of cavalier attitude is that? What if someone else tries to come into the room...!"
Flashing back to the time I inadvertently walked in on Touma with that naked English nun, my face started to heat up as I tried to forget the image that just popped into my head.
"Neh, you're thinking about something dirty aren't you?" Akiha muttered, halfway out of her jeans as she glared at me.
"Just getting rid of some unwanted memories!" I said, a little too quickly because she narrowed her eyes.
Maybe I'll flash her an innocent smile, it's gotta give me some points right?
"Ryusuke-kun... That smile makes you look like a perverted old man..."
"I swear I'm innocent!"
"Well, if you want to look it's fine, I won't stop you. But if you do I better not catch you peeping at other girls..."
"Akiha put your pants on, we're going shopping!" I said quickly, hoping to change the subject.
"Hmm? What for?"
"Girls clothes!"
Coaxing a reluctant Akiha out the door, I quickly locked the door and started wandering the streets for possible clothing stores or boutiques.
"Neh, Ryusuke-kun... What's that envelope on the floor for?" Akiha said, pointing at and envelope poking out of an air-conditioning unit in a nearby alleyway.
"Huh?" I said, just noticing the envelope she pointed out.
Walking over and picking it up, I gave the envelope a look over before pulling out my handphone.
The envelope itself was not suspicious, but it had no address, was unsealed, and had a cash card inside.
Dialing the main office number for the 132nd Judgment Branch, Kuromaru picked up almost instantly, "Judgment 132nd Branch, how may I help you?"
"Hey Kuromaru, Ryusuke here."
"Oh Ryusuke? Yes what do you need?"
"I just found a cash card in an unmarked envelope. Are they supposed to be handed in or something?"
"Well, you're not the first nor the last to report this thing Ryusuke, many reports have been flooding in about cash cards being found everywhere."
"Is it illegal? Leaving cash behind is forbidden to prevent money laundering so..."
"That's the thing, it isn't illegal to leave cards around, but this many cases can't be ignored. I figured once I get 100 reports, I'll submit a note to Anti Skill."
"Alright then, I guess I'll keep the card then."
"Sure thing. Bye."
Hanging up the phone, I turned to Akiha with a small grin, "Guess we've got the money to buy you clothes now."
Taking the path down the street, Akiha and I passed by a gaggle of girls huddled in a small cluster engaging in what could only be gossip.
"Yeah! And then she saw the Railgun..."
Typical, gossip about Misaka no less. Really, one should spend more time studying instead of gossiping... What school do those girls go to...?
Kirigaoka girls academy and Tokiwadai Middle school. I take back my statement.
Hmm? Isn't that Misaka walking ahead?
"Misaka-san!" I yelled, waving my arm to catch her attention.
Turning to the sound of her name being called, Misaka nodded in greeting before walking over, "Hey Ryusuke-san, what're you up to? And who's that?"
"We're buying clothes for my friend Akiha-san. Akiha-san, this is Misaka Mikoto, 3rd out of 7 Level 5's in Academy City, aka the Railgun." I said.
"Akiha-san? Nice to meet you." Misaka said.
"Nice to meet you too Misaka-san." Akiha replied.
"Well, Misaka-san, Akiha-san and I were looking for a good clothing store. Do you by any chance have any recommendations?"
"Eh? Uhhh... There's a good mall nearby called Seventh Mist, if it's for clothing I would definitely recommend it."
Seventh Mist? I think I've read about it before in one of the Judgment reports I shredded... Something about Gravitons... Nah probably wasn't anything interesting.
"Seventh Mist huh? Let's go then. Thanks Misaka-san!"
Taking another shortcut through the alleyway to get to Seventh Mist, Akiha and I sidestepped a group of girls and one guy who were travelling in the opposite direction.
"Hey! I found another one!" Akiha exclaimed, bending over and picking up another envelope.
"Dammit! Those two found it before us!" one of the girls said, the group of three girls and one guy all turning around.
Judging by how they were all glaring at us, I'm guessing I'm about to get caught in a two on one wrestling match just for that stupid envelope.
Great, that insignia on their uniforms. All four of these bastards are from Nagatenjouki academy, one of the top five schools in Academy City.
Seeing my face fall after recognizing their uniforms only seemed to bolden them further, "You know where we're from right? So would you want to sete this peacefully? Or be sent to the hospital?"
"Why should I hand it over to a group of four telepathics? That'd be really hilarious wouldn't it?" I replied, trying to speed up the scanning of each of their AIM Fields.
"You dick! None of us are telepathics! I'm a pyrokinesist, Kimiko is..." the guy yelled before being pulled aside by one of the girls who whispered urgently into his ear.
"Very clever, trying to get him to reveal our abilities. But we're not that stupid." another of the girls said as the only other girl not talking nodded.
Never a dull moment in this city huh?
"Just give it to them." I muttered, my scan of their AIM Fields complete.
"[Why should I?]" Akiha shot back, keeping her eyes on the hostile group.
"[They have a pyrokinesist, a teleporter, a telekinetic and the last girl has some ability that creates barriers. All are Level 3 with the telekinetic a Level 4, picking a fight would just end with our loss.]"
"[I've fought you before, you can easily take them all down.]"
"[That's the problem, you may not know this, but in Academy City, Esper abilities are limited to one per person, now imagine what would happen of someone had an ability that allowed the use of multiple abilities? Once the rumors spread I'll never see the light of day again.]"
"[Fine, then can I take care of it?]"
"[I'd rather you didn't... But fine, just don't kill them.]"
"[Too bad, they declared their life forfeit tue moment they tried to rob us!]"
"Oi, what the hell are you two doing? Are you giving us the envelope or not?"
"You've asked your question hu-... Here's my response!" Akiha yelled.
I swear she nearly called him 'human'.
Before anybody could react, Akiha had snapped her arm out twice, and two girls crumpled to the ground, Akiha's arm back in its original position even before the bodies hit the floor.
I couldn't see what she used even the speed her arm moved is almost beyond the speed the human eye can track!
Smirking at the last girl and boy, Akiha raised her hand and beckoned them to come, an obvious taunt.
Still wary from the method Akiha used to drop their comrades, the two goons stood their ground not daring to take another step.
"[You dropped the telekinesist and the teleporter, the guy's the pyrokinesist and the girl's the one who creates barriers.]"
"[Doesn't make a difference to what I have to do.]"
Tapping her foot impatiently, Akiha did nothing but wait until the boy opened one of his clenched fists and summoned a fireball.
Before he finished preparing his attack, Akiha snapped her fingers.
Whether it was because of her snapping her fingers or not, the fireball in the guy's hand exploded towards its wielded, the flames extinguishing themselves though a small amount of burns remained.
"[Couldn't just let him off can I? He won't be scarred for life, but those burns should serve as a good enough reminder.]"
With all of her comrades unconscious, the last girl fell to her knees and started crying, "Please, I'm sorry we picked on you, we won't do it ever again so please let us off!"
"Us? You mean 'you'." Akiha snarled, taking another look at her handiwork, "Well, whatever. I have no interest in what you were planning to do, but Ito let you off wouldn't it be unfair to your friends who all took their just reward?"
Looking up with tears on free flow, the girl looked at me and then Akiha as the latter sighed, "Don't look at me like that... You brought this upon yourself, so stop whining."
"But..."
"No buts." Akiha said, cutting the girl off before pointing a single finger at the girl and shocking her with electricity until she fell unconscious with the rest.
"Alright then, shall we go?" Akiha said, acting as if nothing happened.
"Ummm y-yea, sure." I mumbled, following her like a robot.
She must have noticed my sudden change in posture because she grabbed my shoulder and whispered, "Calm down, I'd never do that to you."
That doesn't make ms feel any better. Honestly.
All calmed down by the time we reached the Seventh Mist mall, Akiha and I spent the afternoon browsing shops for women's wear from night clothes to undergarments.
Akiha's a 'B' cup... What's that mean? Is it like examination scores where 'A' is the best and 'F' is the worst? If so, how do they judge it? From what I can see, Akiha's chest area is nothing to boast...
"Stop thinking about boobs you perverted freak! I can hear every word!" Akiha yelled, punching me from inside the changing room.
Note to self, never stand too close to the changing...
"I can still hear you!" Akiha yelled, punching me again.
Our shopping spree... No, Akiha's shopping spree lasted until after dinner and in all the hours we put in, she had less than ten outfits in total, not counting underwear.
"Seriously... You downed four twits for a card that had a thousand yen in it... I would have just given it to them... It wouldn't even be enough for a visit to a nearby clinic." I muttered, carrying half of Akiha's shopping.
Before I am called a chauvinistic pig, Akiha demanded that I did not touch the other bag, which had her night clothes and undergarments in them.
"Yeah, at least the other card had 50,000 so buying these was a cinch."
"But honestly, with that much money I would have actually expected you to either buy more clothes or buy more expensive ones."
Inside the bag I was carrying, outfits Akiha had picked included: another set of jeans and a shirt (probably for fighting) a dress that went down to her knees, a long skirt and blouse and several others that were buried underneath.
"Why buy what you don't need? Frugality is something you learn when you don't have a steady source of income."
"I'm paid quite a decent allowance, even more than some of the guys I know who are Level 4's."
"Oh? Nah it's your allowance I wouldn't want to impose."
"Really?"
"Wait, hold on for a second." Akiha said, totally dropping the topic and studying my eyes closely.
"Uhhh Akiha? What are you doing...?"
"I didn't suggest anything to you did I? Sometimes it comes out by accident, if it does there would be traces around your body."
"I was just offering! You didn't suggest anything!" I yelled, peeling her off me.
"If you say so." Akiha said with a shrug.
Walking down a street that led back to my dormitory rooms a girl wearing a labcoat caught my eye as she left an alleyway her bag carrying a lot of unmarked envelopes.
So it's her?
"Akiha... Take the stuff and o back to the dormitory." I said, giving Akiha her other bag of clothing and my room keys.
"Something wrong?" she asked, accepting the items I handed to her looking confused.
"I think I found the source of the envelopes. I'm just gonna have a word with her and then I'll catch up with you."
"Uhh, ok." Akiha said, nodding before turning around and walking off.
Turning back to follow the labcoat girl, I noticed another 4 burly figures which were no doubt Skill Outs.
Dammit, the shit's just hit the fan.
Falling into a steady walk a few meters behind the Skill Outs, another figure started following them as well.
Misaka Mikoto.
What the hell is she doing here? Not that it matters, with her around I have to increase my distance to at least twenty meters behind her, if not I'll definitely enter her AIM Field and be detected.
A few minutes later, the labcoat girl had entered an abandoned building in the nearby district, the building itself scheduled to be demolished in a few days.
Waiting a few minutes after she entered, the Skill Outs followed her in with Misaka entering a few minutes after them.
Well, with Misaka up there I guess she should be fine, 4 Skill Outs armed or unarmed would have difficulty with a Level 4, I'd hate to calculate how many military trained personnel were needed to even fight on par with a Level 5.
Guess I'll grab a drink from a nearby convenience store and head home...
Wait, isn't that the labcoat girl?
Blinking and rubbing my eyes to confirm what I saw was indeed the girl that was scattering the cash cards, I quickly ran over waving my hand to attract her attention, "Hey! You!"
Turning towards the sound of the noise, the girl gave a small start when she saw me, "Kihara Kaho? No, I should be calling you Isha Ryusuke-san right?"
"Huh? How do you know my name?" I asked, a feeling of dread overwhelming my senses.
Whenever people call me Kihara Kaho, it always means something bad is about to happen.
"My name is Nonutaba Shinobu, I supervised the use of Testament on you."
Testament... That Nayuta girl mentioned that that was one of the key words behind my past!
"What do you know...?" I asked, my usual set of Personal Realities coming online in case this girl turned violent, she may not have an AIM Field but that doesn't mean she isn't dangerous.
"I'm afraid that project is classified." Shinobu said.
"Bullshit. If it involves me why the hell should it be kept from me?" I growled, my temper rising.
"Because even if you knew, it would only bring you pain. Trust me, this way is better. Those child errors lost in the darkness of this city would kill to have your new life."
"That doesn't change anything! Are you telling me, all my memories, all my past, my feelings... Are all a lie?"
Distracted by the sudden burst of flames from the building that Shinobu was just in, I turned around to get a better look. By the time I turned back around, Shinobu was gone.
The fire worsening on the top floor of the building, I was quickly pulled out my handphone and was about to dial the number for the fire department until I saw someone else already calling them.
Putting away my phone, I saw Misaka emerging from the burning building unscathed and heading
for the nearest phone booth. Well, her lack of injuries is expected for someone of her caliber, but why a phone booth?"
Before I could head for the phone booth and take a peak, a sudden feeling of dread engulfed me like a tidal wave from behind.
The feeling... It's almost impossible to describe, it's like someone's feelings of wanting to kill you amplified until it's absolute limit. But a person's killing intent can't be broadcasted until the target feels it. Is it... Telepathy? No I can't feel the presence of someone else's mind...
It feels as if the person is threatening ms with a knife to my throat, but I don't feel anyone within a meter's range around me so how is that possible?
My body starting to tremble and shiver, I slowly turned my head, my neck creaking as I slowly turned, afraid of what might see... A crowd of onlookers, their attention all focused on the building that's on fire.
Where? Where's that feeling coming from?
Searching every head in the crowd, my gaze finally rested on a girl around my height. She's slightly shorter than me but only just. Her wavy brown hair went slightly below her shoulders and was dressed even more like a tomboy than Akiha in her combat outfit. But what really caused my breath to catch in my throat was none of these; it was her eyes. Her hazel brown eyes were not looking at the scene behind me, but rather were staring right at me, burning a hole right into my soul.
Her objective apparently completed, she simply gave me a wicked grin that sent shivers down my spine before turning around and vanishing into the crowd.
Chasing her was pointless, the crowds were simply too thick. I should focus on the task I intended at hand before that girl scared the living daylights out of me.
Of course by the time I approached the phone booth Misaka was already gone but the faint scent of her perfume remained...
And that statement just made me sound like a complete stalker and pervert.
Misaka's handiwork was evident with a series of breaks and bypasses not to mention the upgrade in security clearance she gave herself.
Well, since she's already done it, it would be a waste not to use it.
Closing my eyes and all other active Personal Realities, I opened up Misaka's Personal Reality and started inching my way through the Bank; my target is Nonutaba Shinobu... It seems Misaka was searching for the same person also... That makes my job easier...
There! Nonutaba Shinobu of Nagatenjouki Academy, third year age 17... Since a young age she distinguished herself in the field of Biopsychology, she resumed her studies after her time at the seventh medical research center...
The data stream ends here... Misaka must have gotten what she wanted from the data. Let's see, if I continue downloading the information...
Was called out of the seventh medical research center to supervise the use of testament on codename: Reality Shift after failed use triggered a Poltergeist in... The rest of the data is corrupted.
Corrupted data in the bank? My ass, they're hiding something. But who is 'they'? And why? Guess I'll have to find out at a later date. But where do I start searching? In all my years here I've never seen any research labs that do these sort of twisted experiments. Which must mean the institutions conducting these experiments must be parading as actual legit scientific facilities.
Does that mean I have to search them all?
Dammit, that creates more work for me...
Walking down a random street, apparently my crush on Misaka was stronger than I thought because I was right in front of the building.
Well, better get out of here before she sees me, if I get caught, I'll be accused of being a stalker for
sure.
And just when I was about to walk off, the alarm rang.
Why am I not surprised?
Well, at least I have a reason to be here.
Leaning on the wall outside, Misaka came out a few minutes later with a broad grin on her face.
"Found what you were looking for?" I asked, nearly causing her to fall over in shock.
"W-what? Why are you here? Are you stalking me? Are you here to fight?" she said, sparks starting to dance around her.
"I heard an alarm and decided to investigate. So what are you doing here?"
"Nothing!"
"Oh so breaking into laboratories is a night time hobby for you then?"
"It's nothing that you need to concern yourself with!"
Following her as she made her way away from the facility, Misaka suddenly asked a random question out of nowhere, "Hey Ryusuke-san."
"Hmmm?"
"What would you do if a clone of you appeared in front of you?"
"I'd ask it for its purpose, but my first reaction would be creeped out I guess. Why do you ask?"
"Nah, nothing." Misaka said, heading for a nearby hotel, "I guess we'll part ways here, nice talking to you Ryusuke-san!"
"Yeah." I mumbled waving back.
'Nice talking to you'? Is she high? She never treats me like that...
How long have I know her? I just recently met her, but which of my memories are mine? Which ones were input into me as if I'm some computer for people to mess around with? Could she have known me for longer than I can actually remember?
Questions rained down on me as I shuffled back to my dorm room. It isn't the uncertainty of my past that's troubling me, it's the self doubt over what part of my life is real and what's not.
What if every part of me, my past... My personality... My thoughts... What if every part of me is a lie?
-End of Chapter 12-
Well, that's it for Chapter 12 look forward to the next chapter! As usual, read review, if you have any suggestions feel free to leave them as well.