Author Note:
'No announcements for today. Commence stupid needed thing'
You should be more serious. The StoneMasked Taliesin doesn't own Persona 4 or Persona 4 Golden. He only owns the original characters
'Roll the chapter'
Chapter 2: Yasogami High
Crystal
She woke up earlier than usual. She slipped out of the bed quietly, so she didn't disturb her brother, before walking outside.
The back of the house was nice and secluded, with high walls that made it impossible for other people to spy. Perfect.
She sat down on the ground, letting the feeling of the earth around her cal her jittery nerves.
Inhale.
They were in a completely different world. No stranger to that.
Exhale.
They were completely cut off from home. Happened a lot.
Inhale.
Her brother was in danger.
Exhale.
And they were expected to stay here for a year.
...Inhale.
And they were supposed to go to a school...
With a violent exhale, she brought a large pillar of stone from the ground, before proceeding to beat it into rubble with her fists. After ten minutes of destruction, she fell to the ground, feeling a bit calmer. Her little brother's meditation techniques never did work for her.
She looked up at the dark purple sky, and at the stars twinkling above. Alien stars. And an alien moon. She looked up at the moon. They didn't have a moon back home. She kinda wanted to see what the Earth's moon felt like...
"Enjoying the grass?".
She glanced up and saw Florence looking at her bemusedly.
"It is pretty cool and comfortable", she said. Her brother laughed.
"You okay?", she asked, sitting up.
"Of course. Just a bit tired...I'm fine sister"
"All I'm saying is that I had the same thing happen to me", she said, before jumping up to her feet.
"I'm going to take a bath. You go ahead and-"
"-look over the school stuff?".
She suppressed her nervousness and shook her head. "Sure".
After a nice warm bath, she headed over to the table, were Florence was looking over a couple of things.
"So?", she asked, peeling one of the oranges on the table.
"Apparently, we are to go to a local high school, Yasogami", he said, pointing to a map.
"You are to be in the second year, while I am to be, well, in the first year".
She blinked, before grinning. "They made you my junior?", she said gleefully. Her brother grumbled. She cackled. "Finally, someone realizes that I'm the older one!".
"Yeah, yeah. School starts at eight. Your homeroom teacher is a Kinshiro Morooka, while mine is a Ms. Soufe".
She popped one of the orange slices, storing the information. "What else?", she asked, chewing the citrus fruit.
"We have a uniform". She blinked. "You mean those things in our closet?", she asked. He nodded. "I hope they let me keep my hat", he said softly. She rolled her eyes.
"Just wear your hat. I know I'm wearing my hair band", she said. She popped the rest of the orange in her mouth, before getting up.
"Well then, let's get ready!", she proclaimed, before walking towards the bedroom.
"Uh, Crystal? School doesn't start for another four hours". She blinked, before clearing her throat.
"Uh, I knew that". Florence chuckled.
"You're nervous" "Am not!".
He just looked at her. "Okay, maybe I am. Obviously, I mean..!"
"Don't worry so much. Just relax", he said, before getting up and going to the bathroom. She stood there for a moment.
Relax, huh? Well, the grass looked rather inviting...
She looked at herself in the mirror. The uniform was a shirt and a skirt, both a nondescript slate-black color. She was reminded of Annabelle. She smirked. Oh, but how she would've hated this outfit. The redhead was never comfortable wearing anything like a dress. She didn't particularly care. She looked at herself one last time, before adorning her hair with her jade hairband. There, now she was complete. She walked outside, to see her brother at the table, also in uniform, except for his black hat. She sat down and checked the clock. 7:00. She exhaled.
Florence offered her a cup of green liquid. "Tea?", he said. She looked at the cup dubiously, before grabbing it and taking a sip. She recoiled instantly.
"What kind of tea is bitter?", she asked. "This kind apparently. I rather like it", he said, taking another sip while holding a paper in one hand and a map in looked at him, before looking at the vile drink...
She took another sip, trying to ease frayed nerves. "Hey, Florence?" "Yes?" "I have an idea" "Go on" "How bout we not go to this school" "Honestly, you're treating it as if it were an insane asylum" "At least I know what an insane asylum is like. Kind of. How can you be so calm? You've never been to school before!" "I've seen one. And we've read about them" "Seeing doesn't count. Neither does reading. I'm just saying, why are we even going? It's not like anyone is forcing us".
At the moment, a muffled sound was heard from one of the kitchen drawers. They glanced at each other, before she stood up, walking over to the drawer. In one swift motion, she opened it, only to find a small notepad. And in blue ink on the first page..." You are to go to school". Nothing else. She put the notepad back slowly, before walking over to the table.
"Crystal?"
"We're going to school", she said, before drinking the rest of the tea in a single gulp.
"So, this is the school, huh?", she said, looking at the building. It was...rather average.
At least, she thought it was. They stood there, in front of the gates. At this point, it was raining lightly, and students were walking in to the building, most holding umbrellas. Quite a few of them were looking at them oddly too. What was their problem?
"Still nervous?", Florence asked. In response, she elbowed him.
"I'm kind of nervous myself", Florence said. She looked at him, before grinning. "Ah, don't worry about it. After all, school can't be worse than Mallus, right?", she said loudly. Her brother just chuckled.
They walked inside, and after some questioning, quickly found the faculty office. . Inside, they met a old man with a long white beard, who quickly told them that he was the principle. The principle went on a long winded speech about welcoming them to their school, and explaining about the rich history of Yasogami High School. While her brother paid attention with interest, she just didn't pay attention at all.
After five minutes, she started to suppress yawns. The old man was starting to bore her to death. Then she heard something that got her attention.
" You will be joined by another transfer student from the city. This will indeed be a most interesting year, with two foreign exchange students and a student from the big city", the old man said while chuckling. She blinked.
"Another student?""Oh yes, young lady. in fact, he will be in the same classroom as you"
Just then, the door opened, and a woman wearing an Egyptian mask walked into the room. She raised an eyebrow. Wasn't this Japan?
"Florence de Tuthua?", she asked, looking at a paper in her hand, the other one holding a crook and flail. Her brother nodded, and stepped forward. "You'll be fine", he said, looking at her reassuringly, before following the woman, leaving her alone in the room. She started to look around. Now what?
The door opened, and she glanced at who entered. Another student. The principal immediately walked over to him and started to give the same long winded speech. So this was the other transfer student? She assessed him. He was tall, with a regular, if slightly athletic body. He wore the school uniform with the jacket open. But the most striking features were his bright silver eyes and hair. It was almost like looking at a younger version of Isaac. She wondered how he was doing...She was broken out of her thoughts by the principle.
"-and this young lady is one of our foreign exchange students. She will be in the same class as you". With that, the old man left the office, leaving her alone with the other guy.
Inwardly, she groaned. What a way to be introduced. The boy broke the silence first.
" So your not from Japan?"
"Nope" "Did you live in the United States?". She thought for a second, before replying.
" Our family's lived in a lot of places, but yeah,I've been there once. Why do you ask?". The guy shrugged." I've been there before, so I was wondering If you've been there before" They continued to engage in small talk, while waiting for their homeroom teacher.
Souji
" Your school is straight that way", Nanako said, pointing in front of nodded, and Nanako left for her own school. It was starting to rain, so he took out his umbrella, and started walking straight foreword. There were other students walking along the same path. They were talking about various things, and Souji merely continued to walk straight to school, thinking about nothing in particular. Without anything to think about, his mind started to think about his new school. He wondered what it would be like.
" Woahhh!". He was broken out of his thoughts by someone yelling. He turned around, only to see a student on a bike speed past him. He watched as the out of control bike accelerated... into a wall. He winced. That had to hurt. He watched the guy hobble around in pain. He took a step foreword...and walked past the guy. He should probably get to school.
He stopped in front of the school. Yasogami High. What kind of life student life would we have here? Hopefully a good one. He went inside.
"Excuse me, do you know where the office is?", he asked a girl hanging out in the hallways. "Hmm? Oh, its over in that direction", she told him. He thanked her and walked to the office. As he walked into the room, an old man with a long white beard greeted him, and started to give a small speech. He listened to it with concealed boredom.
"...And this young lady is one of our foreign exchange students. She will be in the same class as you. Now then, I have matters to attend to. I hope you will enjoy your time at our wonderful school".
With that, the principle left the office. The two of them stood in silence for awhile. He looked at the girl. She was slightly short, with an athletic build, and had short black hair with a green headband. The most eye catching feature were her eyes though. The were a vibrant emerald green in color.
The silence was starting to become unbearable, so he decided to break it. "So your not from Japan?", he asked her.
"Nope", she said, her Japanese almost perfect. He hid his surprise, and kept the conversation going. "Did you live in the United States?"
" Our family's lived in a lot of places, but yeah, I've been there. Why do you ask?". He shrugged his shoulders." I've been there before, so I was just wondering if you lived there".
They continued to talk for a while, while waiting for their homeroom teacher. Eventually, ten minutes passed. The girl growled.
"What's taking them so long?", she asked, annoyed. He was getting annoyed, too. The girl was about to say more, before the teacher showed up. His first thought on seeing him was 'You've got to be kidding me'.
The teacher was a man, who didn't exactly look...flattering. He didn't look like a teacher at all. He wore a blue suit, which clashed terribly with his putrid yellow tie. His hair was combed over in such a way that it looked like something had died on his head. A vein throbbed in the teacher's temple, and coupled with the permanent angry sneer, made it look like he would explode at any moment. And his teeth. His teeth stuck out at odd angles in a large overbite, and would give any dentist nightmares until their dying days.
" So you brats are the new students, eh? Follow me". His voice was rough and loud. He wondered if he was already doomed before the school year started. They followed him, the girl walking in front of him. They reached classroom 2-2. "Well then? Come on", the teacher told them. With a sigh, he entered the classroom. This year was just going to be great, he could already tell.
She groaned. Of all the classes, she had ended up in the class of the dreaded Mr. Morooka, otherwise known as King Moron. Of all the teachers in the school, he was the strictest and most unpleasant, outright insulting anyone he disliked(which were a lot of people). Though it wasn't all bad. At least Yukiko, was in the same class as her again.
" Hey, did you guys hear? There are going to be transfer students in this class!", a girl said. Transfer students? " I hear one of them is from the city", the girl continued.
"Hey, a transfer student from the city. Just like you, huh Yosuke?", she said. She turned around, only to find Yosuke slumped over his desk, as if dead. "What's wrong with you?", she asked him.
His only reply a pained groan. "I don't wanna talk about it...".
She looked at Yukiko, who was sitting in front of her, who only gave her a confused shrug. The door opened, and King Moron entered the room, followed by 2 students. Everybody quickly became quite and sat at their desks. While they might of called him King Moron, they still feared him. It wasn't quick enough for King Moron though.
"Everybody shaddup and listen!", he yelled. "My name is Kinshiro Morooka, your homeroom teacher from this day forth".
Souji
The more he stayed near the man, the less and less he liked him. Everything about him was irritating. Both he and the girl were on either side of the teacher.
"My name is Kinshiro Morooka, your homeroom teacher from this day forth". Mr. Morooka slowly glared at the whole class. "Now let me get this straight. Just because it's spring, doesn't mean you can swoon over each other like love struck baboons! I expect all of you to be as pure as the driven snow. So don't even try any of that cutesy funny stuff". The class gaped at him, trying to comprehend everything that had just been said. They had known that he was bad, but not this bad.
"Now, I hate to waste my time, but I guess I better introduce these two", he said, looking back at them. "These two losers have been dumped into the middle of nowhere like yesterdays garbage". He narrowed his eyes slightly. Mr. Morooka glared at him. "This guy was just as much of a loser as he was in the big city, so don't you ladies get any ideas about hitting on him". His eyebrow started to twitch as he regarded the teacher calmly. Mr. Morooka turned to the girl. "And none of you boys better get any idea's about hitting on her!". He looked at the girl, who seemed very confused.
"Now then, introduce yourselves". For a moment, it was silent enough to hear a pin drop. He looked at Mr. Morooka, before opening his mouth.
"Are you calling me a loser, Sir?", he asked in a monotone voice. At the same time, the girl opened her mouth. "You calling me a loser?". He looked at the girl in surprise. She was smirking. Mr. Morooka had been stunned into silence, and the rest of the class gaped at them in awe. He turned back to the class.
"My name is Souji Seta. It's nice to meet all of you", he said with a bow. He glanced at the girl. She was still smirking. One hand one her hip, and pointing at herself with her thumb, she loudly proclaimed, "My name is Crystal de Tuthua!".
The class continued to look at them in shock. No one talked to Morooka like that. Mr. Morooka shook himself out of his stupor, and looked at them with a glare that could kill.
"Why you little-! That's it, you two are on my shit list, effective immediately". He rolled his eyes. No doubt that was a very long list. Mr. Morooka's face darkened.
" Now listen up! This town is miles away from big city of perverts and assholes, in more ways than one. You'd better not even think of getting involved with the girls here, let alone abusing them. That's the problem with you brats today. No respect for your elders. Always on your phones, with your...". Mr. Morooka went on a long winded speech about youth today. He was starting to get tired of standing up here.
"Um...Excuse me! Is it alright of the transfer student sits here?". He and Morooka turned, staring at a girl who was wearing a green sport-coat. "Huh? Oh, yeah. Hear that punk? Your seat's over there. So hurry up and siddown", Mr. Morooka said with a sneer.
He smiled politely and quickly walked down the aisle, slipping into the empty desk happily. The less he had to interact with that man...
"He's the worst, huh?". He blinked in surprise, looking at the girl next to him. Her sandy-brown hair was cut in a bowl-cut style, framing her kind looking face and friendly brown eyes. She continued. "Rotten luck being stuck in King Moron's class...We'll just have to hang in there for a year, huh?" He nodded slowly, not sure what to say. He hadn't expected anyone to talk to him so soon.
"As for you..." 'King Moron' said, scanning the class, "You sit next to Hanamura", he said, pointing to the desk behind him. He said the name with obvious displeasure. A quick look behind him revealed a boy sitting face-down on his desk. "Hanamura! Get up!", King Moron yelled. The boy immediately sat up, looking at Morooka fearfully. "Yes sir!", he yelped. He realized that it was the same guy who had crashed his bike earlier this morning. The girl, Crystal, just rolled her eyes and walked down the aisle confidently, taking a seat next to the boy.
"Now then, the rest of ya shaddup and listen!", Morooka yelled, quieting down the class instantly. This was going to be a long day...
Crystal
She sat down in her seat. People around her were whispering, but she just ignored them. She was more annoyed about the teacher. Teacher? Hah. This man was nothing like a teacher. Her brother was more of a teacher in his pinky finger than this man! She glanced at her deskmate, who was again facedown on the desk. He had tawny hair, and wore headphones around his neck.
"Are you okay?", she asked. "Not...particularly", he said boy was silent for a moment, before speaking again.
"I gotta say, you have some guts, standing up to King Moron like that". She snorted. "King Moron? That's his nickname?", she said with a soft chuckle. A most fitting nickname. She would have said more, but King Moron yelled at the class to be quite. She sighed. She really hoped her brother was doing better than her.
Florence
He stood in front of the class, looking at all of them. Most of the class were staring at him curiously, except for a large guy with spiked blonde hair. "My name is Florence de Tuthua", he said calmly, "It is a pleasure to meet you all".
Souji
How he got through the day, he didn't know. He sighed with relief when the bell rung. Listening to King Moron's lectures was a nightmare on it's own.
"Now then, your regular classes will begin tomorrow", King Moron said, moving to leave. He couldn't begin to imagine what normal classes were like. The intercom suddenly crackled to life, stopping Morooka in his tracks.
"All staff members are to report to the office. All students will remain in their classes until further notice". Morooka scowled. "You heard, now siddown and stay here!", he ordered the class. As he left, people crowded around the window, trying to see through the thick fog outside, as sirens wailed outside. He frowned. Those sounded very close...had something happened?
"I wonder what that was about", he said aloud. "Beats me", Crystal said with a shrug, leaning back in her seat. Besides him, the sandy haired girl was talking to a raven haired girl about rainy nights. He looked up as the intercom crackled to life again.
"All students pack up, call your parents or guardians, and go home immediately. There has been an incident within the school district. Police officers have been dispatched around the area. Stay calm and do not disturb the officers. Head directly home. I repeat...". The rest of the announcement was drowned out as the students began talking in an uproar.
"An incident!?", a boy said, sounding far too exited over something that sounded very serious. "I wonder what happened?", a girl near his desk asked. "Let's go check it out", her friend said.
He frowned. Was this place so dull that a single incident could cause this? They were like spectators around a car crash. Behind him, Crystal sighed.
"Finally. That felt like forever".
He reached for his bag and got up, only to hastily step back as he almost crashed into his desk mate and the raven haired girl. His desk mate looked at him quizzically. "Hey, are you walking home by yourself?". He nodded. The girl smiled friendlily. "Why don't you come with us? Oh! I almost forgot. I'm Chie Satonaka. I sit next to you. You know that, right?". He nodded. He hoped he would.
"Heh, thought so". Chie gestured to the raven haired girl beside her. "This is Yukiko Amagi. She sits in front of me, across from you". He nodded again. Yukiko smiled faintly, looking at him apologetically.
"It's nice to meet you. I'm sorry that this is so sudden". Chie pouted, waving a hand around. "Don't apologize, it makes me look like I got no upbringing. So, what do you say?", she asked, turning to him.
He contemplated the choice for a seemed friendly...and it would be nice... "I'd like that, thank you", he told her. "Woohoo! Awesome! Let's go then", Chie said happily, turning around.
They started moving towards the door, but where interrupted by a guy who walked up to Chie. It was the same boy from the morning. He had unkept tawny hair, brown eyes, and wore orange headphones around his neck. He was holding a DVD case, looking at Chie nervously. He looked ready to bolt.
"Miss Satonaka...", he said uncertainly. "This was really awesome. Like, the way they moved and stuff. And...well...please have mercy until my next paycheck!", be said, giving Chie the DVD and bowing deeply. "S-Seeya, thanks", the brunette said with a faint smile, before running away.
"What the-? Stop right there! What did you do to my DVD!?", Chie cried, running towards him. Everyone in the vicinity winced at what happened next. *CRUNCH*. Today was just not this guy's day.
Both he and Yukiko walked up to the both of them. Chie was staring at the contents of the box in horror, while the brunette was hobbling in pain. "Wh...I can't believe this! It's completely cracked! My 'Trail of the Dragon'! How could you!", Chie wailed.
"I think mine's cracked too...C-Critical hit to the nads", the boy groaned. "A-Are you alright...?", Yukiko gasped, looking at Yosuke with concern. "Oh...Yukiko-san. A-Are you worried about me?", the boy said with a pained smile. This didn't go unnoticed by Chie.
"He's fine. Come on Yukiko, lets go already!", she said, storming out of the door. Yukiko followed her friend, and Crystal walked up to him. "Do you think we should help me?", she asked, looking at the boy. He looked at the guy, who was hardly fine. But...there wasn't anything he could particularly do.
"Nah. Let's go". After some hesitation, Crystal followed him.
Crystal
She followed Souji quickly. Her first day of school, and she was already regretting it. She kind of felt sorry for her desk mate though. They caught up to Green and Red. Green looked at her in surprise.
"Oh, hey. My name is Chie Satonaka. And this is Yukiko Amagi", she said. Chie looked at them for a while.
"Do you two know each other?", she asked. Souji shook his head. "No. What makes you think that?", she asked. Chie smiled. "Well, you seem to hang out a lot".
She kinda had a point. "I'm going this guy here because I know him. And now I know who you two are too", she said.
"So you do know each other".
"No. We just met today", Souji said.
She found her brother waiting for her at the lockers. "Crystal!", he called out. She waved back. "Who's that?", Chie asked. "My brother", she said, walking over to him.
"I see you've made a few friends", he said. "I guess", she said. Florence turned to everyone else. "Hello. I'm Crystal's...younger brother", he said. She rolled her eyes at his hesitation to say younger. She was the older one, no matter what he said.
"Nice to meet you. My name's Chie Satonaka. This is my friend Yukiko Amagi", Yukiko waved, "And I guess you're our Kohai, huh?". Florence shrugged. "Nice to meet you. I'm Florence". Florence looked at Souji.
"...Souji Seta", Souji said after a while. Florence looked at him for a while, before nodding his head. "Nice to meet you".
They walked out of the school, and she was talking to her brother when someone walked up to Yukiko.
She knew it wasn't nice to judge by appearances, but on first sight, she was creeped out by him. He had messy black hair, a beauty mark under his left eye, and large fish like eyes. She looked at him warily.
"H-Hey Yuki", he said, staring at Yukiko, "You wanna go out somewhere?", the boy asked nervously. Yukiko looked at the boy in surprise.
"H-Huh? W-Who are you?". She sensed Chie tense up next to her. She heard muttering and looked behind her to see a small crowd of people. One of them was talking about some sort of 'Amagi Challenge'. What did that mean?
"Well, are you coming or not?", the boy asked impatiently. Yukiko shook her head. "No. I'm not going anywhere". "...Fine!", the boy said loudly, before running away. "What in the world did he want from me?", Yukiko asked, voicing her own thoughts.
"You didn't know?", Souji asked incredulously. Chie was also incredulous.
"He was obviously asking you out on a date". She blinked. Was that what he was doing? She always thought that one was supposed to be more...tactful when doing that.
"Oh" "You really didn't know that? Sheesh, your going to get kidnapped if you remain that oblivious. But still, it was creepy how he called you Yuki all of the sudden!".
"Turned down another lovelorn fool, huh Yukiko-san?", her desk mate's voice said.
She turned to see him with a bike, seemingly perfectly fine. That was impressive, bouncing back from something like that in such a short time.
"Yeah, I remember when you got me the same way last year", he said with a sigh.
"I don't recall ever doing something like that".
"Whoa, really? Than do you want to go hang out somewhere?", he said, flashing her a brilliant smile while winking. "I would rather not".
Her desk mate's face fell immediately. "That'll teach me to get my hopes up". Her desk mate got on his bike.
"Don't bother the transfer students too much", he said, cycling away. "We're just curious is all!", Chie yelled at him. Then she noticed the small crowd behind them. "Oh, come one let's go! People are starting to stare".
Florence
They walked away from the school leisurely. He looked at the riverbank while the others talked.
"So, why'd you come here to Inaba?", Chie asked Souji. Souji shrugged. "My parents had a business deal to take care of overseas, so they sent me here. It's as simple as that".
While Souji's tone was lighthearted, he felt a pang of bitterness. He sighed. With his powers weaker, he couldn't sense peoples emotions nearly to the extent he used to. In fact, everything about this affliction irked him, from his change in stature, his newfound clumsiness, and his weaker powers especially. He couldn't imagine how his sister dealt with it when it had happened to her. But the question was, how did this happen? He had no idea. His thoughts were broken by Chie.
"What about you guys? Why did you come here?".
"Our older brother had some work to do, and since he couldn't take us with him, he sent us to stay here", her sister said, the lie said easily. "What about your parents?" Souji asked. Crystal shrugged.
"Gone".
He winced. Apparently, his sister hadn't realized that that didn't sound particularly good. Souji, Chie, and Yukiko were silent for a moment. "Oh. I'm sorry", Souji said softly. Crystal looked at him oddly. "What are you sorry for? You didn't do anything". Eager to change the subject, Chie started to talk about Inaba.
"There isn't much to do around here in Inaba. I mean, that's what's nice about it, but we don't have anything to show people from outside. I think our pottery or dyed clothes are famous though", Chie mused. "Oh! There's also the Amagi Inn. Yukiko's family owns it. It's the pride of Inaba!".
"It's just an old inn...", Yukiko said quietly.
"Nonsense! It's been in all sorts of Magazines as a hidden treasure".
"That's pretty impressive", Souji said. He agreed. It sounded impressive.
"So...", Chie began slyly, "you guys think Yukiko's kind of cute, don't you?".
Both Souji and himself were caught off guard. Souji scratched the back of his head nervously. "I'd rather not answer that".
He on the other hand quickly looked away. His sister started to laugh. "She's really popular, but she's never had a boyfriend. Weird huh?".
Yukiko broke into the conversation, flustered. "T-That's not true, that I'm popular, or that I've never had a boyfriend!". She backpedaled on realizing what she had just said. "No wait! W-What I meant to say was that I don't need a boyfriend!". Yukiko's face was as red as her cardigan.
His sister and Chie started to laugh again. "Sorry, sorry", Chie apologized cheerfully, "it's just that you haven't said a word this whole conversation". He smiled at the two friends antics, before noticing something in the distance.
It was a small crowd of people, and what looked like...police officers? "Hey guys...", he said, pointing to the crowd. Everyone else noticed the crowd too.
"What's going on?". They walked towards it, and as they got closer, they started to catch snippets of the conversation.
"Something like this, happening here?"
"You just missed it, the police took it away"
"Still, I can't believe it. A dead body, showing up here of all places?".
He froze at the word dead body. Chie shared his sentiment. "A dead body?", she asked uneasily. All of the sudden, he saw a grizzled middle aged man moving towards them.
"What are you students doing here?", the man asked.
The man's eyes suddenly widened when he saw Souji, and he felt a flash of surprise. "What are you doing here?", the man asked Souji. "You know this guy?", his sister asked.
"Yeah. This is my uncle. I'm staying with him for the year. And we were just leaving from school", Souji directed the last part to the man. "Damn principal, I told him not to let them out this way", Souji's uncle grumbled, before shaking his head and looking at them.
"My name is Dojima, and...how should I say this...I hope you get along with him". He was about to say more, but a young man in a black suit ran past them, and vomited on the side of the road. Dojima was less than pleased. .
"Damn it Adachi! Stop acting like a rookie, or else you'll be sent back to Central!", Dojima yelled at the young man angrily.
"Sorry...", the young man, Adachi, said, heaving. He had dark hair, and wore a black suit with a long white sleeved shirt, with a crooked red tie. The young man got up, still green around the gills, and walked back to the crime scene. "Anyway, you guys should get going", Dojima told them, before leaving. For a moment, everyone was silent.
"Uh, Yukiko? Maybe we should go to Junes some other day...Anyway, see you guys tomorrow". After saying their goodbyes, they all left for their separate destinations.
Crystal
She sat down on the sofa, downing her flask of water. Her brother plopped down next to her, panting.
"You got weaker", she said bluntly. Florence glanced at her blandly.
"You think?" "Just saying".
She got up and walked over to the stove, grabbing a pack of instant noodles. She didn't want to cook anything-especially without Jenny to supervise her. She kinda wished the girl was here right now. She could always cheer up any situation. Florence walked into the kitchen after a while and started to help out. They sat down in the living room, in front of the small television.
"And now our story about a bizarre death in the Inaba region. Television reporter Mayumi Yamano was found hanging upside down on a television antenna. Police are still not sure of the cause of death, nor do they know whether it was an accident or a homicide." She snorted.
"Yes, because it's possible to accidentally die and hang upside down from an antennae".
Her brother's face became thoughtful. "I wonder what happened to her?". "Knowing us, we're going to figure out soon enough", she said, slurping down her noodles.
"Ready for another spar?", she said, glancing at her brother. He finished of the last of his food and nodded.
"Sure".