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Mwahahaha. I actually got a lot of guesses (which surprised me), but no one got it. Ahh~ I'll post a short story anyway, after chapter twelve. Time to figure out what Shizuka's abilities are!

~~~Chapter Eleven~~~

I grew up listening to that mellow sound. I remember that, for sure. I spent all of my time in that overgrown and neglected garden practicing and practicing. I wanted to be like her. That was my dream.

But it was stupid. And it was worthless. No matter what I did, i would always be worthless. I only realized that later.

Little did I know this practiced ability would come in handy. It was a no-brainer when I had to choose.

Wing-san had prepared the cup of water and leaf. I am suddenly very nervous.

Gon went first. Sure enough, a little bit of water spilled over.

"That means you're an Enhancer," Wing-san explained. Gon grinned with happiness.

Zushi walked up and released his Nen. The leaf had moved, just a little, enough to notice it.

"The leaf moving means you're a Manipulator."

"Cool!" Zushi smiled.

Killua walked up, suddenly acting very happy.

"Alright...!"

No change was visible. Without any warning I dipped my finger into the water and brought it to my mouth. I look at Wing-san and nod.

"Taste the water," he says. And so they do.

"It may be a little sweet..."

"Change in taste means you're a Transmuter."

Then, everyone looked at me. Even Killua who hates me now.

"Would you like to try?" Wing-san asks. I hesitate, but I position myself and release the aura. Everyone jumps back a little, but moves in close.

"I don't see... Wait, look!"

"There's a bunch of little particles gathering at the bottom. So you're a Conjurer, Shizuka-chan?" Wing-san says, looking at me. I stop, and slightly nod. I hear Killua huff, but I pretend like I did not hear it.

"Would you demonstrate your abilities, just to show these three the possibilities?" Wing-san suggests. My stomach twists up in knots. You must be kidding me!

I pull the notebook from my jacket and scribble down a few things.

I will need a volunteer.

"Ah, of course. Who would like to volunteer?"

"I'll do it."

Killua stands in front of me. I let out a breath, and the instrument and bow form in my hands.

"Woah..."

Before I prepare, I write down a note and hand it to Killua.

I hope you do not mind that I peek into your memories.

He has wide eyes, but I start playing.

Everyone is shocked as Killua does not move an inch. That is just part of the process.

Fragments of his memory and thoughts start flooding in and polluting my mind. From when he was a child, and more recent ones. I wish he had not volunteered. I do not want to hear his opinions of me again.

When the song is finished, the violin and bow disappear from my hands. I press my fingers on my temples. The playback starts.

I am actually more interested in his recent thoughts and memories.

I really wish I hadn't said that. I'm such an idiot!

I don't really want her to leave. I just got mad.

Man, I'm the biggest bastard.

But if I apologize, she won't accept it. I made such a big scene!

She's saying more words though... That's good.

I hope she doesn't hurt herself or anything.

What if she has another anxiety attack?

Oh, god. Now what?

She hasn't left her room in a while. What if she's dead? Nah, that's just crazy. I'm thinking too much.

Is that her!? No... Damn.

I immediately stop and shake my head. I exit my little 'mode' and escape back to reality.

"Wh... What did you see!?" Killua sort of shouts. He does not look happy.

"Everything..." I murmur.

"Your eyes changed color, Shizuka-chan...! It was so cool! They were like, indigo or something!" Zushi exclaims. I weakly smile, happy that at least someone thinks it is cool.

I write down the explanation on the notepad.

Basically the songs allow me to draw out specific things from a person's psyche. That includes dreams, nightmares, memories, and even thoughts. It is not much of a combat weapon. Sometimes I regret choosing it. It causes me some mental problems, obviously.

"It is a little... stupid... but it is all that I have," I mumble, picking at the hem of my shirt.

"That's the most you've spoken!" Killua exclaims, jumping. But he steps back and shuts his mouth, remembering that he was supposed to hate me.

"It's not stupid, Shizuka-chan! It's cool! The music is really pretty!" Gon says, trying to reassure me. Sometimes it is handy, but it does not really help me in a fight. Frankly, I rarely use it. I realized this when I had first developed the skill, which is why I trained extra hard to be stronger. So I could win without Nen.

"How would you use it... if you were in the middle of a fight?" Killua smirks. I just... Ugh. I wrote on the notepad, tore the paper out and handed it to him.

I said it was not very useful. So I do not use it.

"At all?"

Sometimes. It is not very helpful, as you saw.

Wing-san then clapped his hands.

"Thank you for the demonstration, Shizuka-chan. Listen boys. I want you to practice water divination daily. Perfect it. Understood?"

And that was the beginning of that.

Of course, I was very young when I had to choose my skill. I did not really think of the future.

While walking back, I kept a little distance from the two.

"Wait. When you, er, extracted my memories or whatever, I saw everything. Like a replay. My past, I mean. So if you take out nightmares, would the person see those too?" Killua suddenly asked.

"...Probably... I have not... tried nightmares..." I murmured. I would rather keep mum, so why do I keep talking?

"You should try it, then. Maybe it makes them go crazy or something."

I... Why have I not thought of that?

"I can... also write new... songs... to do different things," I suddenly said. I did not remember that part. I am starting to remember the time I was brainstorming this!

"Oh, cool. Maybe that would help with fighting."

I nod. Gon is just looking around, probably not even listening.

"Why a violin, though? Why that?"

I take the notepad out.

My mother played violin. It was so beautiful, and I wanted to be just like her, so I taught myself. I do not remember why I chose this power, though. I think it was because I wanted to see what my parents' and siblings' lives were like before I came.

"Oh, Shizuka-chan! Can you read people's minds without playing a song?" Gon blurts out. I shake my head. But that would be helpful.

The rest of the walk is quiet. Gon trots to his room, so it is just Killua and I.

"What exactly did you see, or hear? From me?" he inquires.

I saw your childhood, recent years, and recent thoughts.

"Recent... Recent thoughts!?" He curses under his breath, "Like what?"

"...Li... Like... last... we... ek," I stutter. His face flushes.

"Oh."

He stops at his room.

"Well... um... I guess I'll see you tomorrow then," Killua mutters, not looking at me. I cannot tell if he is angry or embarrassed that I heard his thoughts. Maybe both. But he volunteered in the first place.

Looking into nightmares, hm. I have not tried that, actually. I wonder what it would do. Make them go insane? Paralyze them? Kill them?

I turn on my heel and walk straight to the registration desk.

"Would you like to register for a fight?" the lady asks in a happy tone. I take a deep breath.

"...Yes."

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Hopefully you thought her abilities were interesting. I'll tell you now that it's the reason for her 'visions'. This actually took me a while to come up with. If there are any errors (like, if it doesn't fit in the Conjurer category), tell me, so I can fix that, haha. Just want things to be correct. Hopefully we're all good.

Have any of you guys seen Spirited Away? It's my all time favorite movie! I'm learning to play the intro, 'One Summer's Day' by Joe Hisaishi. I'm almost finished!

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