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Chapter 96: How to Train Your Hikikomori 2

(8/24, Early Morning)

(Shibuya, Shin Megami Apartment Complex)

SHHHH!

Flavor-filled scents blanketed the air as this caught the attention of the Vice Leader from her phone. "Ooh~" Asuka got out in awe. "What are you cooking there?" She soon asked.

"Pancakes from scratch." Homura answered as she flipped the pancake. "So, you want it with oranges, pineapples, strawberries or blueberries?" She soon asked.

"Pancakes..." Asuka repeated before a thought came to mind. "Hey, you remember-" She then began.

"Yes. I do." Homura replied, interrupting her sister as she placed the food on the plates and brought them to the table as they then sat down. "That's why I made pancakes this morning." She then revealed.

"Are we doing something about it then? Going on some recon?" Asuka soon asked.

"Texted him about it. Joker still has got it covered for us." Homura responded and explained. "Besides, we don't exactly have the time or resources at the moment. We don't even know where he lives." She then pointed out.

"I assume he works at the Tokyo Police Station. Maybe we can try there?" Asuka reminded and suggested.

"Sounds too easy for the moment." Homura responded while shaking her head. "We need something concrete first before we launch a full investigation. For now, we need to worry about the girl who hasn't seen the sun in two years." She then stated. "Well, I should worry about it." She soon added.

"Oh, it's your turn today, Homu-neechan?" Asuka asked as they got dressed.

"Yup." Homura replied with a nod. "Me, Akira, Yumi-senpai, Morgana, Ryuji and Ann." She listed off who would be there. "Wish me luck, because I'm either going to talk to an alien or a brick wall." She declared.

"Good luck, Homu-neechan. I'll go..." Asuka started, only to trail off as she realized all of her friends were busy today. Actually, this was going to be the first time she actually had to spend time alone in a while.

However at that moment...

BZZT! BZZT!

Asuka's phone started to go off as she took it out. "Hello?" She greeted.

"Ah, Asuka-chan." A familiar voice responded over the phone.

"Kokito-san?" Asuka replied in confusion. "What's up?" She soon asked.

"Well, I'm calling to inform you that I was able to get you a gig today. I contacted Takamaki-san earlier, but she told me she was going to be busy for the day." Kokito soon informed.

"Really? Sure, I'm up for it!" Asuka happily replied. "So where is it?" She then asked.

"Thank you Asuka-chan. The gig is at Inokashira Park. It will be an advertisement for a new drink release and they want to use natural scenery." Kokito then informed.

"Ok, I'll see you then!" Asuka replied as she hung up while looking at her adopted sister. "Well, I got a gig today Homu-nee!" She happily replied.

"That was...oddly convenient." Homura got out before smile. "Welp, at least you're doing something today without us. Have fun and knock 'em dead Sis." She then encouraged.

"Hai!" Asuka replied as she pumped her fists. "But first, pancakes." She then added.

"You never told me which one you wanted." Homura jokingly reminded.

"Oh, uh...blueberry?" Asuka awkwardly replied.

"Coming right up." Homura got out, right before dumping a small portion of blueberries on her sister's plate.

The two sisters soon smiled as they brought their hands together. "Itadakimasu!" They declared before they then started eating their fluffy breakfast.

(8/24, Daytime)

(Yongen-Jaya, Leblanc Attic)

Akira, Morgana and Futaba had gotten up pretty and have been idly talking about stuff while they waited for the others to arrive. Sojiro was out on an errand, leaving Akira in charge until he returned, although the Leader didn't see much point in switching into his work clothes.

"Huh, you're surprisingly calm." Morgana noted. "I thought you'd be more panicked." He then admitted.

"There're no customers." Futaba pointed out.

"Well, there haven't been many since summer started." Akira remarked as he leaned against the counter.

"We serve iced coffee here too..." Futaba mumbled, kind of wishing she had some coffee in her hands right now. "...So, you still sleeping with Dr. McBigBoobs?" She then suddenly asked with a smirk.

Almost instantly, Akira choked on air. "W-What?" He stammered out in shock before blushing and adjusting his glasses. "...She sneaks in." He then muttered.

"Haruka really moves to the beat of her own drum." Morgana sighed out in a defeated tone.

"Look, I have 24/7 surveillance of this place, inside and out, so give me a warning before you do the nasty with anyone in there." Futaba bluntly informed and requested.

"I-I do not-" Akira began.

"..." Futaba only let out a silent yet sly grin.

Akira suddenly began to sweat profusely, and not just from the heat. "...I...Um..." He awkwardly started.

"Akira...?" Morgana got out with a raised eyebrow.

"...Alright. I'll give you a head's up." The Leader finally relented.

"Good. I suggest the word teacup." Futaba replied.

"Something about the shinobi must've unlocked something in you, I just know it." Akira thought with a groan.

RING!

"Yoooo!" Ryuji called out as he and Ann entered the cafe.

"We're here!" Ann declared.

"Eep!?" Futaba squeaked before diving behind the counter.

"Sorry we're late. We were out buying stuff and I got a little caught up in what to get." Ann got out in an apologetic tone.

"So many snacks...What exactly do you plan on doing!?" Morgana got out and asked.

"Well, summer vacation's the time when you lounge in your room all day." Ryuji answered with a fist pump.

"Yeah, and eating snacks is the best part of that!" Ann happily added in agreement.

"You're gonna get fat, y'know." Ryuji meanwhile pointed out.

"Shut it!" Ann responded in an indignant tone.

RING!

"Hey!" Homura greeted as she and the light gray haired girl entered.

"Good day everyone." Yumi also greeted with a bow.

"Homura, Yumi." Akira responded with a smile.

Yumi nodded to that as she then noticed what the two blonds had brought. "Oh..." She got out. "Were we supposed to bring anything?" She soon asked.

"Nah, we bought a ton of stuff. We know how much you two eat." Ryuji answered as he opened his bag while the not cat face palmed at the subtle implication.

"That is a lot of snacks." Yumi pointed out as she looked at the two blonds. She was slightly concerned that it was mostly junk food, especially for how weak Futaba was physically, but it wouldn't hurt as long as she got the exercise she desperately needed.

"I'll say." Homura got out in agreement...right before taking out a bag of chips and opening them up. "Not that I'm complaining though." She then added before throwing some chips into her mouth.

"Hm? Where is Futaba-san, anyways?" Yumi meanwhile had to ask as she looked around.

"What?" Akira got out in confusion, looking around as a result. "She was right here be-" He began, only to stop and sweatdrop.

Futaba returned into the restaurant wearing a doll head mask that looked like the head of a fat lady with her hair in buns.

"You have done well coming here." Futaba's muffled voice informed.

"Wh-Whoa!" Ryuji yelped at the sight of the thing.

"...Futaba, where did you get that thing?" Homura asked, still staring at the orangette's unique-looking mask.

"The Internet." Futaba simply replied.

"Please take that off now. You look ridiculous." Yumi sighed out. "The only mask you should be wearing now are your goggles." She then added.

Futaba stared blankly at the girl as the mask's deep, dark, emotionless eyes stared directly into her soul. "...Oh, in the Metaverse. Right, I got it." She soon responded.

"Futaba-san..." Yumi chastised in disapproval.

"What? It's fine. I won't suffocate here. I mean, you let that weird chick wear panties on her face." Futaba then pointed out. "...I sort of realize how little that narrowed it down." She then added.

"...How much do you know about us and our friends?" Homura had to ask.

"Too much." Futaba happily stated.

"...What do you mean by that?" Ryuji pressed.

"Way, way too much." Futaba replied in the same tone of voice. "End conversation." She then concluded abruptly.

"No way in hell! Take that off, or you're gonna trip on the stairs!" Ryuji called out as he went to grab the mask, only for the girl to keep him away with her foot.

"Over my cute, unconscious body!" Futaba declared.

"Oh boy..." The ash blonde sighed as the shinobi face palmed. "Akira, was it like this-" Ann began.

"Yes." Akira answered without letting the ash blonde finish. "Still, she hasn't shut down a conversation before it's even begun, so I'd say we're getting somewhere." He then added.

He could almost hear Miyabi saying "Weather. To a shut-in." right now, inflicting even more emotional damage to Makoto.

"Sheesh. Looks like today's going to be another noisy day..." Morgana sighed.

"But an exciting one nonetheless." Akira added. "Um...we better stop them before they hurt each other."

"Way ahead of you, Leader." Homura and Yumi replied at the same time. "Goddammit, Ryuji! Come here!" They soon declared.

"What?" The dyed blond got out in confusion.

TUG!

Immediately, the two grabbed both of the dyed blond's ears and began dragging him upstairs.

"Ow! Hey! Quit it!" Ryuji struggled out in pain.

Soon, the light gray haired girl came back down and approached the orangette. "Also, this isn't how we help Futaba." Yumi got out in a lecturing manner. "...This is." She then corrected as she swiped the girl's mask off her head and spiked it into the floor.

SMASH!

"WAH! MY PROTECTION!" Futaba cried out. "Aw, now there's a big hole in it!" She soon whined with a pout.

"Phrasing." Akira couldn't help but say.

"I know what I said." Futaba responded.

"Problem solved. No more mask to hide behind. Let's go upstairs." Yumi declared as she dusted her hands off.

"You're not this forceful with Murakumo!" Futaba soon accused.

"Because she...well...she's a unique case." Yumi mumbled half-heartedly.

"You should already know that, Futaba." Akira meanwhile reminded.

"I also know how frequently she-" Futaba began, however...

"Nope!" Ann quickly called out as she covered the girl's mouth before she could even say another word.

"That wasn't very elegant, Lady Yumi." Morgana remarked.

"Sometimes an elegant solution is not possible, Morgana-san. Sometimes, you need to be a little more forceful in a situation." Yumi stated as she cracked her knuckles.

"Not bad Yumi-senpai..." Homura praised in an impressed manner as the orangette licked the model's hand, forcing her to pull her hand away. "Hope that wasn't too expensive, Futaba." She then added.

"That was 4,000 yen..." Futaba revealed. "You're paying for that." She then got out in a low, threatening tone.

Yumi simply took out her wallet and got out a few bills. "Here you go." She offered with a smile.

"...I almost forgot that physical money exists." Futaba mumbled, blinking to the sight as she then took the money and pocketed it.

(Leblanc, Attic)

About an hour or so later, they were in Akira's room and had begun having discussions about the meaning of life, the nature of love, the violent murder of various Shadows and...

"For real, it was freakin' amazing! There were girls all over me!" Ryuji bragged as he flexed his muscles. The others however didn't look as impressed as he hoped. "...Wait. You don't believe a word I'm sayin' do you...?" He then accused.

"Uh, it is you we're talking about here." Ann deadpanned.

"Ryuji. Birthday candles. Enough said." Homura reminded.

"Yeah, I have to agree with them. You're one of my best friends Ryuji but you lack charm. As well as various other social stats." Akira honestly admitted.

"Hey, I have charm!" Ryuji called out.

"As a member of the opposite sex, I sense no charm from you, Ryuji." Futaba stated. "For example, Akira here has Debonair levels of charm. Your charm is...Existent. Barely." She simply revealed.

"Plus, popular guys wouldn't go bragging about stuff like that to other people." Morgana pointed out.

"It was a believable story though, up until the part where you claimed that a monster crab tried to kill a boy with, and I quote, two dodgeballs for a chin." Yumi admitted.

"It really did happen, dammit!" Ryuji called out.

"Sssuuurrrreeee..." Homura got out. "And I'm the leader of a furry rights group." She then added in a sarcastic manner.

"...Why did your mind automatically go to that?" Akira thought with a sweatdrop.

"I dunno." Homura replied before stuffing a chocolate bar into her mouth. "So Yumi, was the kimono you wear for your Shinobi Tenshin always that revealing?" She soon casually asked to change the subject. "Come on, show it off to Futaba along with Ann and Morgana since they didn't really see it." She then remarked with a smirk on her face.

"Eh? Right here?" Yumi asked as she blushed a bit.

"Should I close the window just in case?" Akira suggested as he gestured towards the large window just beside his makeshift bed.

"That would be great. Please do." Yumi responded as the Leader did as such while she stood up and made her way to the center of the room.

"No one's in the cafe downstairs? Just making sure." Ann asked as she faced the stairway.

"Probably just Boss, but he's probably busy at the counter to come up here to check on us." Ryuji responded while waving it off.

"It'll be fine, I think."

"Okay. Shinobi Tenshin!" Yumi declared as her casual clothes vanished in a white glow before being replaced with her Shinobi Tenshin Outfit.

"Ooooh! How elegant!" Morgana praised in amazement at the sight with stars in his eyes.

BOING!

"Wow, it really is pretty revealing." Futaba got out in awe, though she couldn't resist staring at the gray-haired girl's cleavage. "And...did she just go naked for a second there before her outfit came?" She then added.

"It's always like that." Homura informed as the light gray haired girl nodded in agreement.

"...So basically like a magical girl sequence?" Futaba soon deduced.

That in turn caused the two shinobis to blink at the comparison. "Huh, never thought about it that way." Homura thought to herself.

"Magical...girl?" Yumi meanwhile repeated in a curious manner.

"You know, that long ass sequence that let the animators flex their muscles...and show a little bit of nudity in all that." Futaba casually answered as the light gray haired girl blushed.

"Man, I didn't really get a good look at it before, mostly because you were kicking our ass, but damn." Ryuji muttered as he looked at her up and down.

"Iit does suit you, Yumi-chan." Ann then admitted. "Like your yukata from the fireworks festival." She soon added. "Though it...kinda small, isn't it?" She soon pointed out. "I mean, I'm surprised it hasn't fallen off and exposed your-" She began to explain, however...

"I-It was a gift!" Yumi stammered out.

"A gift?" Ann repeated with a raised eyebrow.

"It was from my grandfather. It was supposed to be worn by women with...smaller sizes." Yumi explained with a blush.

"I was always wondering why every- excuse me- almost every shinobi you know happens to have large tits out there." Futaba soon got out as she held her imaginary watermelon-sized chest. "What's their secret?" She then added to the question.

"...Uh..." Homura got out as she tried to think about how she got her chest.

"We are...not sure." Yumi admitted. "It can't be our training...can it?" She then asked her fellow shinobi.

"Maybe?" Homura replied, though not exactly sure herself. "Though if it was our training, Mirai wouldn't be so small." She then pointed out. "She's a loli." She then explained.

"You would think shinobi would have smaller sizes to reduce drag and weight..." Akira muttered out with a sweatdrop. "Mirai-chan would probably be swearing up a storm now." He thought to himself.

"They surprisingly don't." Homura and Yumi replied in unison to the Leader's statement.

"I think we can come to the conclusion that shinobi from both sides are run by perverts." Ann deadpanned.

"Three sides. There are renegade shinobi." Yumi corrected.

"Renegades shouldn't really be considered a faction as they're just shinobi that abandoned both Good and Evil and are just...a bunch of people. I guess." Akira pointed out.

"Hm...if you think about it, all of us are renegade shinobi now." Yumi got out. "We're working outside both Good and Evil. We aren't taking orders from a higher power to dictate our actions." She then added.

"That's only because of what they say." Akira however pointed out.

"It still doesn't change the fact that we're the enemy." Yumi however stated in concern. "We're renegades. Oh...that's a sobering thought." She then muttered.

"Yumi-senpai..." Homura got out in concern.

"I-I still want to be a Phantom Thief, but...I do not look forward to fighting my sisters. Possibly to the death." Yumi soon got out. "But...if it allows me to change the world into my grandfather's vision, I...I will do my best to ensure that they will..." She then began, only to trail off as a worried look grew on her face.

"Hey, as long as they don't find out, it should be fine." Ryuji assured. "And if they're your sisters, I'm sure they'll understand if you guys talk it out." He then added.

"Eh, there'll probably be a fight no matter what happens." Homura assumed. "And...probably everyone else we know who are shinobi. I...I actually kind of look forward to it." She then stated and admitted.

"Is, like, competition and fighting like getting off to you?" Futaba questioned.

"Gah!" Homura choked. "N-No! It's a shinobi's form of communication! Through battle we bare our hearts with no restraints! A dance of blood and death that cannot be matched by mere words!" She soon explained.

"That can also be described as sex." The hacker deadpanned as she crossed her arms after nudging her glasses up.

"Please do not sully the act of fighting!" Homura and Yumi soon requested at the same time.

"You have a serious mouth on you." Akira chuckled out in amusement.

"Because unlike you people, I have the guts to say what's on my mind." Futaba responded. "I...I just don't like speaking to other people..." She awkwardly admitted.

"Uh...show a little more restraint though..." Ann suggested with a sweatdrop.

"I will file that suggestion for later reflection." Futaba responded before throwing that suggestion into her mental recycling bin.

"When did we get so perverted...?" Morgana groaned as he covered his eyes.

"As soon as we met Asuka and Homura." Akira answered. "Still can't believe this is how I'm spending my probation. It almost makes getting arrested worth it."

"Hey, that's why we're here." Ryuji got out as he patted the Leader on the back. "Though, you ain't gonna be here forever...what's gonna happen after your time's up here." He then wondered.

Akira shrugged. "I'll let Future Akira deal with it. I'm more of a present guy right now." He replied while waving it off.

"I bet you'll curse Past Akira later." Ann giggled.

"Past Akira's a jerk and a dumbass." Akira grumbled half-jokingly. "He probably deserves it." He then added.

This in turn caused the room to be filled with chuckles and giggled from everyone.

"Wait, so...do you choose your Shinobi Outfits or does it work like our Phantom Outfits?" Akira eventually asked.

"Not exactly." Morgana replied. "The outfits for a Shinobi Tenshin are created with their minds, they just have to think of what they want to wear." He then explained.

"Yeah, if someone wanted to, they could have themselves dressed up as a playboy bunny or a sexy nurse to fight." Homura then stated in a joking manner.

"Why did your mind automatically go to fetish outfits?" Ryuji teased.

"Because there are some girls that might like those kinds of outfits." Homura replied as the light gray haired girl nodded in agreement.

"I still think that sexual repression is a problem in the world of shinobi." Akira got out. "More so in the female part of shinobis." He then added.

"Is there a male part these days though?" Futaba pointed out.

"Ojii-sama was a shinobi." Yumi admitted.

"Same with Gramps." Homura replied. "Though then again, Hebijo's an all-girls school." She then added.

"Same with Gessen Academy." Yumi soon stated in a calm tone.

"Okay, maybe male shinobi are in the minority but they're there...we just haven't met a lot of them." Homura then admitted in an uneasy tone.

"Name one. Excluding your grandfathers" Akira got out.

"..." To that, both the tan skinned girl and the light gray haired girl were immediately struck silent.

"Akira-kun, we both go to all-girls shinobi academies! That is a higher bar than you anticipated!" Yumi pointed out. "This question is more suited towards someone like Asuka-san, as she went to a co-ed school." She then stated.

"...Um, oh! The bastard who committed suicide to ruin...me..." Homura suddenly called out. "Okay, bad example." She awkwardly got out.

"Learning about that still sickens me..." Yumi muttered out in anger and disgust. "Homura-san could've been a Gessen student if it hadn't happened..." She then added with a pout.

"Eh, rather be a Hanzō." Homura casually replied. "Though Gessen's leggings are nice for the uniform from what I had seen." She then admitted, remembering the picture of the uniform her senior once gave her.

"...You like the leggings?" Yumi asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I mean, I'm not saying it would influence my decision but..." Homura got out before letting silence say the rest.

"Well...I could always..." Futaba began as she slowly pulled out her phone.

"Futaba, don't try to change the uniform policy at Hanzō..." Homura soon ordered. "They'll find something suspicious about it!" She then reminded.

"Which was why I was gonna change every high school's uniform policy." Futaba revealed. "You know, for next year. " She then added.

"...You can do that?" Ann got out in disbelief.

"I have access to the Education Department's files. I can play fart noises from every phone in Shibuya right now." Futaba bragged. "...I'd just have to write the virus first, and that's just too much of a pain in the ass..." She then added and grumbled.

"...What else do you have access to?" Akira had to ask.

"God, I've broken into so many systems that still haven't patched those backdoors." Futaba revealed. "Let's see...uh...I have access to the National Registry, the multiple hospital records including my hospital, um...oh, the military-" She began listing off, however...

"Okay, that's enough." Akira interrupted, still trying to process this information.

"I...I...I'm scared, man." Ryuji admitted.

"We're all scared." Homura replied in a quiet tone. "I wonder if she could get the principal at Shujin fired..." She muttered to herself.

"That is...impressive..." Yumi confessed in awe.

"...I didn't think I'd meet someone who can start wars." Morgana admitted.

"Mwehehe, shall we play a game?" Futaba giggled and asked in a joking manner.

"...What games do you have on there?" Ryuji spoke up as he glanced at the orangette's phone screen.

"Ah! Don't look!" Futaba exclaimed as she held her phone close to her chest.

"Oh, I'm sure it's not too-" Ryuji began as he pried the phone away...only to recognise something. "Oh, it...it is that bad." He murmured with widened eyes.

"Aw, now I wanna see." Morgana got out as he tried to look at the screen as well.

"You will see nothing!" Futaba snapped before clearing her throat. "...I'm a very lonely girl, okay?" She mumbled out.

"Th-That's understandable." Akira got out, coughing awkwardly.

"Well, you aren't so alone anymore." Yumi soon replied while placing a hand on the girl's shoulder. "Soon you'll be out there, making new friends...maybe finding new love and getting married." She then listed off.

"GAH!" Futaba yelped. "Where did that come from!?" She soon asked in a panic.

"Hm? Isn't that the dream of most girls?" Yumi hummed out and innocently asked with a tilt of her head.

"Not every girl." Akira answered. "I mean, not everyone wants to spend millions of yen for a fancy ceremony and overpriced clothes." He then stated.

"Aw, come on! The dresses are the best part!" Ann insisted. "I've seen a few wedding dress shoots at work, they are gorgeous. I'd totally wear one of those big, white dresses."

"I'd prefer a more traditional dress." Yumi admitted. "But I have seen those white dresses too and would like to wear those at least once." She then revealed.

"I'd probably go to my own wedding in a gamer shirt and skirt." Futaba admitted. "Not really into that sort of thing, and it sounds like soooo much work." She then added in an exhausted manner.

"But they are worth it in the end." Ann and Yumi however stated at the same time before the two looked at one another and gave each other a thumbs up of approval.

"Meh, I agree with Futaba." Ryuji admitted. "Those damn bowties are a pain in the ass." He then grumbled.

"Just wear one of those clip-on ties." Akira pointed out.

"Hey, you think I could get one of those when I get my own suit?" Morgana had to ask.

"Suit?" Yumi repeated before gaining stars in her eyes. "Oh. My. God. You would look so cute with a little bowtie and jacket." She soon cooed out.

"What!?" Morgana exclaimed.

"I can see that." Homura casually admitted in agreement. "Sis would love it too." She then added in amusement.

"W-Well, what type of dress are you gonna wear to your wedding, Lady Homura?" Morgana stammered out.

"I dunno, but I imagine my dress being crimson...or my suit." Homura meanwhile answered after a little thought.

"You would wear a tux to your own wedding?" Yumi questioned in disbelief.

"A suit's easier to get into, and I don't have to wear high-heels. I'll probably wear sexy underwear underneath either way." Homura admitted while shrugging her shoulders.

"You really like red too much." Akira remarked as he adjusted his glasses casually.

"It's crimson! There's a difference!" Homura countered as the light gray haired girl nodded in agreement.

"Still has a tone of red, so basically still red." Akira replied.

"I do not want to get into a color theory argument..." Ann groaned as she palmed her face.

"Aw, come on. There's no point in talkin' about wedding dresses or tuxes right now. None of us have significant others." Ryuji pointed out.

Suddenly, Akira coughed. "Y-Yeah...We're all totally single...Yep...None of us are dating...including me..." He got out in an awkward manner.

"Dude, are you being weird again?" Ryuji asked.

He was.

(In a different, more romantic timeline; he wasn't)

"Actually, that brings up something." Futaba spoke up. "Like...do shinobi even get married or is it one of those free-spirit, living-in-the-moment type of things?" She soon asked.

"W-We do. Although, a lot of those marriages tend not to last very long if they're both shinobi." Homura answered. "I think Sis told me that our dad was a civilian." She then recalled.

"Huh?" Ryuji got out in confusion before slapping his face. "Oh, right, adopted." He then remembered.

"You just thought for a second we were half-sisters." Homura accused before her thoughts began to drift off with a grin on her face. "Oh...that would be..." She then started before trailing off.

"Snap out of it." Akira ordered as he snapped his fingers in front of her face.

"AH! Sorry." Homura apologized before sheepishly rubbing the back of her head.

"Do you guys want to get married?" Ann had to ask.

"W-Well...yes, I do wish to be married someday...however, my training didn't give me the time to pursue any relationships." Yumi admitted with a blush.

"But here..." Futaba pressed as she wiggled her eyebrows.

"Erm...W-Well...I-I'm still a-a little busy with m-my network and..." Yumi stammered while meekly poking her fingers together.

"Aw...~ You have a crush, Yumi-senpai~?" Homura got out in a teasing tone.

"No, just...realizing the possibilities." Yumi however mumbled. "Do you wish to get married one day, Homura-san?" She soon asked.

"I-I...uh...I never really thought about it before." Homura awkwardly admitted. "My whole life has been all about being a shinobi. Most of us barely survive to our twenties, so marriage was never really at the forefront of my mind." She then reminded and confessed.

"Married to the job?" Futaba guessed.

"Yeah, sort of like that." Homura sighed out. "But I kind of want to take a break, see other people." She then confessed.

"Divorce?" Futaba then guessed.

"No, more like an open relationship type of thing." Homura vaguely revealed. "...This metaphor is starting to get weird." She awkwardly admitted.

"I dunno, I kinda like harem endings myself." Futaba admitted. "Like, marry 'em all and stop making people sad." She then added.

"That only works in anime, Futaba." Akira pointed out. "Maybe you've been watching too much of it." He then assumed.

"Ugh, fiction is so much more boring than reality though." Futaba groaned in disappointment. "As long as everyone understands each other, I don't see why not." She then stated.

"...Futaba, you can summon a spaceship with tentacles." Homura meanwhile reminded.

"Did you have to emphasize the tentacles?" Yumi mumbled with a blush.

"That may be, but in anime at least I'll have plot armor." Futaba stated.

"Plot armor?" Homura and Yumi repeated with raised eyebrows.

"I won't die until the plot demands. I am the protagonist of this story, and none shall kill me." Futaba soon stated. "They'll definitely put me through the wringer though. Stupid authors...torturing their characters..." She grumbled.

"Y-You have one creative imagination." Yumi awkwardly complimented with a sweatdrop.

"One must have one to survive being a hikikomori for two years." Futaba stated. "...Although, I think my imagination helped spawn my Palace..." She then muttered.

"Who knows." Homura responded while shrugging her shoulders.

"And besides, we only have one life, why not spend it how you want to? You guys should get that, right?" Futaba stated as she turned to the shinobi.

"I...I don't see why not..." Akira muttered before he rubbed the back of his head. "...Wait, are we talking about romance or life here?" He then questioned.

"...Yes." Futaba simply answered.

"Alright." Ryuji sighed before grabbing more snacks to eat.

"You know, all the shinobi look like the types of girls who would get hentai models made of them." Futaba suddenly stated, making everyone whip their heads towards her in disbelief. "You know, the type you'd see in Akihabara, topless and covered in cu-" She then continued however...

"Futaba!" Everyone called out.

"-Cumbers." Futaba finished. "I was going to say cucumbers." She soon informed...though that was a lie in itself.

"No you weren't!" Ryuji shouted out.

"A-Anyway, what is Asuka-san doing today Homura-san?" Yumi then asked in a curious manner, desperately wanting to change the subject.

"A gig." Homura simply answered. "Something about a new drink advertisement." She then added.

"Oh yeah, Kokito-san called me before, but I rejected it since I was coming here today." Ann replied with a nod.

"Huh. Well then, thanks for giving Sis something to do today." Homura got out. "I wonder how the shoot's going..." She then added in a curious tone.

(Inokashira Park)

"Kokito-san!" Asuka called out with a wave.

"You got here fast." Koikito stated in an impressed tone as the brunette ran up to him.

"Oh er, I was nearby." Asuka got out, not wanting to mention that she just ran here.

Kokito in response nodded to this as he looked at the changing room. "Alright then Asuka-chan, the planned outfit is in there, feel free to get changed into it." he then requested.

"Ok." Asuka replied as she nodded and headed into the changing room, seeing the outfit picked out for her. "So what kind of drink is this Kokito-san?" She asked as she was getting dressed.

"Tropical Breeze Spice, a pineapple, mango soda that also has a hint of cinnamon in it with zero calories." Kokito informed as he looked at the memo.

"Huh, that's an interesting flavor combo." Asuka replied as she came out wearing some casual summer clothes. "Hm, I thought I would be wearing a swimsuit or something." She then admitted as she looked at herself in the mirror.

"Well for this advertisement, since it's getting closer to the next school semester, they wanted to make it so it can be closer to autumn as well." Kokito explained.

The Vice Leader nodded to this as a thought came to mind. "Wait, was it in my contract that I'd have acting gigs?" Asuka soon wondered.

"Asuka-chan...you did readthe contract before you signed it, right? Or did you forget?" Kokito questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"I-I did..." Asuka stammered. "It's just this is my first time doing an acting gig." She reminded.

That in turn caused her manager to nod. "Understandable. It's okay to be nervous." Kokito replied and informed.

"Thank you. Hey, does Ann-chan do these acting gigs too?" Asuka replied and innocently asked.

"Um, we...haven't found any acting roles for Ann yet." Kokito awkwardly chuckled while sweating.

He had seen her act once and it was silently decided amongst themselves that she was banned from such roles lest they lose all business.

"Is this the girl?" A man with a rather important state of dress asked as he approached the two.

"Yep. Asuka, meet the director of this shoot." Kokito introduced before stepping away, allowing the two to get to know each other.

"Um, nice to meet you." Asuka greeted with a smile.

"Nice to meet you too." The director replied as they shook hands.

"Erm, aren't you going to tell me your name?" Asuka awkwardly asked.

"I prefer just being the director." The director replied with a shrug.

"O-Okay." Asuka responded with a sweatdrop.

"Alright. Shirokage, what you need to do for this commercial is lean against the park railing and pretend to drink a can of Tropical Breeze Spice." The director instructed. "And here's the script. Even though it's only a line or two, practice it a few times. We don't want you to stutter or mess up. The more takes we have to do, the more money wasted, got it?" He then added and stated.

"Hai!" Asuka responded with a nod before looking down at the script. "OMG, I'm so totally fat! Drink this you chubby, lazy pervs...?" She read out in confusion while raising an eyebrow.

That in turn caused the crew to facefault upon hearing that. "Wrong script! That was for a comedy!" The director called out as they switched the girl's script for the real one. "Hey, tell Yuki-san he's fired!" He then ordered.

"I'm Yuki-san!" One of the workers got out.

"Oh. You're fired!" The director declared.

"'Kay. Fuck you all!" Yuki shouted out, flipping off everyone he saw as he left. "Except you, Asuka-chan! You're too cute! But fuck everyone else, even you Jiei-san!" He then praised before storming off.

Asuka meanwhile sweatdropped to that compliment from the fired employee. "T-Thank you sir." She awkwardly replied. "Did he really need to be fired...? It was an honest mistake..." She asked the director.

"This wasn't the first time. Regretfully, it wasn't the first time." The director answered with a haunted look on his face before walking off to get his pills.

"I-I see." Asuka replied as she saw how stressed the director was. "...I shouldn't press him about it." She mentally decided as she was then offered a glass of water. "Thank you." She got out as she drank it before going to practice her lines by herself.

Some time later...

"Asuka-chan! We need you on set." A worker called out.

"Hai! Coming~!" Asuka called back as she took in a deep breath. "Ok, you are a cute and sexy model, a shinobi and Vice Leader of the Phantom Thieves. You can do this no problem, Asuka." She mentally encouraged herself before walking onto the set with determination.

"Okay. Places everyone! We only have a day to shoot this and its magic hour!" The director called out. "Are cameras ready?" He soon asked

"Check, sir." The cameraman replied as the others nodded.

"Alright. Asuka-chan, are you ready?" The director soon asked.

"As I'll ever be!" Asuka replied in a determined manner

"Nice. Okay then, in 5...4...3...2...1...! Action!" The director...directed.

Asuka soon winked towards the camera as she smiled and held the drink can. "You can't get a body like this until you drink the new Tropical Breeze Spice. It's rich in taste and yet lacking in calories. Zero in fact." She then declared as she then gave the camera a peace sign. "So go get one this summer and bask in its flavor." She then got out. "Tropical Breeze Spice: Taste the pleasure. Disclaimer: Does not induce orgasm upon ingestion." She then advised.

"Cut!" The director called out as Asuka walked up to him.

"...I wasn't supposed to say the disclaimer was I?" Asuka meekly guessed in embarrassment while playfully rubbing the back of her head while sticking her tongue out in an adorable manner. "Oopsies." She playfully got out in a cutesy manner.

"We'll cut it out in the editing room." The director informed. "But besides that, you did an excellent job with that take. I guess we only needed the one." He then praised.

Asuka in response smiled at that as she opened the soda can. "Thank you sir." She replied as she began drinking it, her eyes going wide. "Wow! This is really good!" She exclaimed in delight and with stars in her eyes before chugging down the rest of the can before reaching for another.

The production crew meanwhile looked on in a surprised manner at this happening. "Film that now!" The director suddenly ordered with a smirk on his face as the crew did as such.

Kokito meanwhile chuckled in amusement at this occurring. "Not even trying to act this time and she gets it on the mark." He muttered in an impressed manner.

"I think Akira-kun's soda addiction rubbed off on me..." Asuka thought, an adorable giggle escaped her lips, while the film crew recorded the entire thing. She felt her Diligence increasing as a result.

(Yongen-Jaya, Leblanc, Attic)

The Thieves in the room were quietly looking at each other, barely moving a muscle.

"...Why the hell were we quiet for, like, half an hour?" Ryuji asked.

"Just thinking." Homura simply replied. "Yeah, Sis'll be just fine." She then reassured with a nod.

"Still, Asuka-san has been doing really well as a model." Yumi admitted with a smile. "I think besides being a shinobi like us, I believe she has found her calling." She then added.

"Like you becoming an idol Yumi?" Akira soon asked with a smirk before it quickly faded. "...I wasn't supposed to announce that yet." He muttered in realization.

"WHAT!?" The other members got out as they looked at the light gray haired girl.

"Y-You've become an idol!?" Ann asked in shock. "W-When did that happen Yumi-chan!?" She then added.

Yumi meanwhile blushed in slight embarrassment at the sudden attention. "Y-You know in the uh...l-last...um, couple of months." She soon revealed. "My debut is actually coming up soon. Rise-san helped me so much all throughout. I cannot thank her enough." She then added before she paled at her blunder. "Oh no." She thought in realization and slight fear.

"That's on you this time Yumi." Akira quipped out in amusement.

"RISE!?" The others shouted out in shock as they turned their heads to the Sapphire poster in the room.

"Holy shit! You're getting support from Risette herself!?" Ryuji exclaimed in shock. "What, she your teacher or some shit?"

"Mentor." Yumi corrected. "And Risette was her idol name. She's a full blown singer now." She then informed after calming down.

"Still, I read rumors that she took on an apprentice of sorts on the internet, but I didn't think it would be you Yumi." Futaba then got out.

"Eh? How come?" Yumi then asked in a curious manner. And that's when the two blondes started to look a little sheepish, looking away from the girl. "Well?" She questioned once more.

"Well..." Ann started, not sure what the right word to say was to describe the light gray haired girl. "You always seem too prim and proper to be one. Not seiso, more like...old lady..." She awkwardly admitted.

"I think you mean Yumi is a party pooper at times." Homura stated. "If you meant that, you're wrong. Although, her constant reprimands of our language can be a little annoying." She then remarked.

"Sorry, but using swears so casually is something I frown upon since I was taught not to swear. However, there are some moments where it requires more...colorful language." Yumi explained. "...Also, I'm not a party pooper. I can have fun as well!" She then declared.

"Name one time!" Homura challenged.

"The bathhouse?" Yumi awkwardly reminded.

"...Okay, now name seven!" Homura countered.

"You're moving the goal!" Yumi called back. "You name seven!" She then requested.

"I painted the school with Ryuji. I painted the gallery with Yusuke. Went to the batting cages with Morgana. I've hung out with Ann, shopping for clothes. I went to the arcade by myself and got beaten by a 12 year old. And I willingly let Asuka hypnotize me into a masseuse. " Homura began listing off before clamping her mouth shut. "Fuck!" She mentally swore to herself.

"...What was that last one?" Ann however asked.

"What was what?" Homura asked, feigning ignorance after uncovering her mouth.

"T-That last thing you just said." Yumi soon stated.

"I got beaten by a 12 year old in a shooting game? What are you talking about?" Homura once more asked.

"She's not gonna admit it..." Ryuji quietly deadpanned.

"You only named six fun things you've done, you missed one." Akira pointed out.

"No, I named five so far." Homura denied. "I've also gone out and got crepes with Asuka and went to the Protein Lovers gym with Makoto. There! That's my seven things." She soon concluded.

"And what a journey that was to get to that point." Akira added.

"Y'know, Futaba's fine havin' conversations with us." Ryuji eventually pointed out.

"Yeah, she doesn't have any trouble speaking her mind. Seems totally normal to me." Ann stated.

"A little too much of her mind, to be honest." Homura deadpanned.

"I dunno what normal is...But if this is it, I'm happy." Futaba admitted with a smile.

"I totally thought you were gonna be some weirdo, but I guess all that worryin' was for nothing." Ryuji soon admitted and concluded.

"You are quite...free-thinking, however." Yumi remarked with a blush.

"Mm-hm, I'm relieved too. I think things should keep going smoothly at this rate. By the way, what's on the agenda for tomorrow?"

"How about we have her try helping around the store?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Futaba exclaimed in shock. "That was not part of the objective!" She then reminded in a panic.

"Objectives changed. They always do." Akira soon stated. "Let's get you talking to people who aren't slightly crazy and more...calm." He then suggested.

Homura wanted to say something, only for the light gray haired girl to cover her mouth and shake her head.

"That's perfect! It'll be good practice to have her up in front of strangers."

"Eep...! Nope, nope, nope!" Futaba squeaked, wanting to run all the way back to her room and hope to oversleep to skip this event. "Showing up in the shop during lunchtime'll be like, super-crushing hard mode! Maniac difficulty! Impossible difficulty even!" She frantically declared in a panic.

"You don't have to deal with customers if you don't want to. Maybe you could dry plates in the back?" Akira soon suggested.

"Hrgh...Nrghhh..." Futaba groaned and winced. Even just being around total strangers wasn't exactly appealing to her.

"Hey, I'll be there to support you. I'll even get Asuka to help out." Akira reassured.

"...I'd be mad if you guys weren't." Futaba mumbled with puffed out cheeks.

"Then it's all set. We'll be rootin' for you, Futaba!" Ann replied and encouraged.

"Grrrr...You're all gonna pay for this someday..." Futaba muttered with vengeance, shaking her fist at her friends.

(Hebijo Academy, Elites Room)

Hikage was wandering the halls of Hebijo by herself, mentally noting down weak points, when she spotted Imu sitting on the floor, staring at a shut door silently. It looked like she hadn't moved in a while and she wasn't meditating.

"What are you doing this time?" Hikage had to ask.

"Leave me alone." Imu mumbled, barely taking a second to even look at the other girl.

"Only if you tell me why you're here again."

"Look, we might not be on the best terms, but I have learned that we are better as friends than as enemies." Hikage sighed out. "Who is in there anyways?" She soon asked.

In response, the sandy blonde sighed as she glanced back at the door. "My sister, Murasaki." Imu revealed.

"...There really is someone in there?" Hikage soon asked as she blinked at the sight. "I thought that was just a locked room and Mirai pulling a practical joke of some sort..." She then muttered.

"It may as well be a locked room." Imu sighed out in defeat.

"You could just pick the lock." Hikage reminded, pulling out her lockpicks from her cleavage.

"Tried to. Still wouldn't budge. She has a chair or something stopping me from opening this door. And I don't like the idea of just breaking down walls." Imu revealed and explained.

"Yet you're alright with puppy killing." Hikage deadpanned.

"..." Imu's eye in turn twitched to that. "Are you always going to bring that up?" She soon questioned.

"Yes." Hikage responded as she narrowed her eyes. "It. Was. Too. Far." She then bluntly stated.

That's it. Enough was enough. "Then kill me right here." Imu offered.

"!?" Hikage's eyes immediately widened.

"Go on. Do it." Imu soon taunted. "You want revenge, right? Then stab me right here, in my stomach, and be done with it. And don't give me any bullshit about allowing me to live to repent. I know you'll never forgive me, so you may as well prove to me you still have the guts to be a shinobi. I can at least be at peace with that." She then added to the taunt in a dead serious tone.

"I..."

"Don't. Hesitate. Or I finish the job." Imu threatened, glaring at the green haired girl. "Kill me. I'll be out of your hair, I will never bother you again. Or...did you lie about your first kill, Hi-ka-ge-chan?"

"..."

"Or are you just gonna guilt me until I kill myself?" Imu soon accused.

"..."

"I'm not asking for forgiveness, I'm asking for a chance to talk." Imu eventually confessed. "Why did you make my high school life hell?" She soon asked.

"I switched your glasses." Hikage muttered.

"I WANTED TO DIE!" Imu snapped. "No one wanted to be around me, no one wanted to help me, no one wanted to know my name!" She soon declared."And you didn't even bother to remember any of it, until you had something to die for." She then concluded.

"And you do?" Hikage soon asked.

"My life is worthless. All I ask is that I die protecting the one I love." Imu confessed and revealed. "I am nothing but her meat shield when the time comes." She then stated.

"...That's going a bit far." Hikage awkwardly got out while rubbing the back of her neck.

"Wouldn't you lay down your life for who you want to protect?" "Mirai, Yomi, Haruka, Homura, Poochie?" She then listed off.

"..." Hikage in response blinked to this question. "Why are you making so much more sense now than before?" She eventually asked.

"Because revenge has done nothing for me, so I shall focus my efforts into something more productive now." Imu answered. "It…gave me time to think, really."

"...You aren't going to say sorry, though?" Hikage assumed.

"No." Imu answered in a curt manner. "Sorry isn't going to cut it anymore. For either of us." She then stated.

"Then what is?" Hikage had to ask.

"Action." Imu answered as she clenched her fists. "We are both broken people, but the girl behind that door - my sister - is even more broken than both of us. So let's put this behind us...and try to understand each other for a while and then we can go from there." She then got out.

"Why did you decide now to extend an olive branch?" Hikage eventually asked.

"...Because I know I won't be there to fulfill my role." Imu answered.

Hikage could only frown. Her first instinct was to pity the girl, but that was probably not what she wanted. No…she was right, they needed action.

"I'll tell Mirai and Yomi. Maybe they can help or draw her out of her room." Hikage offered and suggested. "Poochie…I don't know about her, but I'll try to convince her that you're no longer on the pee-in-panties list." She then added.

"The more help, the merrier." Imu responded, mentally noting to clean her entire panty drawer. "...Sorry." She soon got out in an apologetic tone.

"No apologies," Hikage quickly responded. "We can say something better once this is over." She then added with a small smile.

Imu sighed as she looked at the locked door to her sister's room. "Murasaki, I don't care if you're ignoring me or asleep, but for now on I'll be staying right outside until you come out, you understand?" She soon called out in reassurance.

Of course, there was no response.

"...Do you want me to bring you a tent too?" Hikage offered.

"That...would be nice." Imu awkwardly responded.

"..." The air soon became awkward and tense as the two looked at one another.

"...I'll give you five thousand yen." Imu suddenly offered.

"Ten thousand. Hikage responded.

"Eight thousand." Imu haggled back.

Hikage however smirked as an idea came to mind. "Fifty thousand." She suddenly stated.

"Twenty-five thousand." Imu responded almost immediately.

"I'll be right back." Hikage concluded as she then vanished.

The glasses-wearing blonde smirked...for about two seconds before it caught up to her. "...Wait what!? Shit!" Imu soon realized in frustration at the fact that she made it higher.

"No take backs!" Hikage called out. "Consider it your debt to Poochie finally being repaid!" She then informed.

"A verbal agreement is non binding!" Imu argued.

It was right then a flat-chested brunette gunner came out of the shadows with a clipboard and pen in hand. "Hey, do you mind signing this?" Ryōbi suddenly requested while holding out a form.

"Uh, sure." Imu casually replied almost automatically. She had done a lot of paperwork during her best friend's coma- "Wait, what did I sign?" She soon asked.

"An agreement to 25,000 yen upon completion of the task." Ryōbi revealed with a trollish grin.

"...I'm just surprised you wrote this up so quickly." Imu admitted. "Why did you-?" She then began to ask.

"To make you suffer just a little more." Ryōbi simply answered with a sweet smile, interrupting the glasses wearing blonde as she left.

"Bitch!" Imu swore in anger.

"It's what I'm here for!" Ryōbi's voice echoed from down the hall.

"...How did these idiots become Elite candidates...?" Imu groaned as she pinched the bridge of her nose as the masochist blonde's pleasured moans echoed down the hallway right from the training field.

Well...a few thousand was worth the weight off her shoulders. Time to focus on Murasaki now.

Although, she was beginning to wonder why her sister was so quiet lately? Did she get new headphones or something? Because she would usually hear something coming from her room, but it was so silent that it almost made her assume that she had left her room already all by herself.

Heh, like that will ever happen.

(Hebijo Base)

Meanwhile, the purplette left the bathroom, sighing blissfully to herself.

"Ah~ That was a good bath..." Murasaki sighed out in satisfaction as she walked into the base while drying herself off...while only in the towel.

BOING! BOING! BOING!

"Hmm~ Hmm~ Hmm~" Murasaki soon happily hummed out as she returned to the main room of the base with a skip to her step.

"Oi, you seem to be in a better mood." Bebeby remarked. "You're looking better too. No bags under your eyes either." The plushie then noted. "What, you took a nap in the bath?" She soon remarked in amusement.

"Y-Yes, a little, but there was also this soap left behind by one of the last people that was here. It smelled like honey." Murasaki replied in a more chipper tone and less of a stutter than she usually had with a smile on her face.

"...Why are you talking funny?" Bebeby suddenly asked, noticing the slight change into tone.

"Eh? What do you mean?" Murasaki innocently asked with a head tilt.

"Well, you sound less meek and you don't look like you wanna go to sleep 24/7, whine or cry." Bebeby responded. "You even smell less like pizza and clams and more like...fresh water and flowers." The plushie then noted.

"...I just got back from taking a bath. Of course I would feel good." Murasaki deadpanned.

"That's what you smell clean?" Bebey got out in disbelief. "I always thought you just smelled like that normally." The plushie then remarked.

Murasaki in response pouted in annoyance. "Bebe-tan, I take baths..." She got out.

"Rarely." Bebeby remarked. "You barely left your room to take one before you decided to come here to Tokyo. I'm shocked you even know how to use soap." The plushie reminded.

"I wasn't always a shut-in!" Murasaki loudly countered with the reminder as a dark aura flared for a moment, causing her now dry hair to levitate a bit.

"Hey, don't blame me. I'm just the representation of all those hidden feelings and thoughts stuffed into an inanimate object and given life through your freakishly good ventriloquism and used as an excuse to say whatever the hell you want to people and take next-to-no part of the blame." Bebeby countered and pointed out. "Also, you've been standing here naked for the past ten minutes, and your nippers are getting as hard as that tofu still on your PC tower back at Hebijo." The plushie then reminded, causing that dark aura to sputter out like a failing engine.

"..." Murasaki in response blushed as she went and got dressed.

"Surprised you reacted that way." Bebeby soon admitted. "Aw...are you scared of meeting the legendary idiot?" The plushie soon asked.

"...Mmhm." Murasaki hummed out with a nod while getting a new tracksuit on.

"Hey, from what I hear, the only thing he'll hate is your terrible, terrible everything inside you." Bebeby pointed out.

"..." Murasaki immediately went silent in response.

"And that's why you should try and eat like a normal human being." Bebeby concluded. "May I suggest penis first?" The plushie soon suggested.

"W-What!?" Murasaki stammered, the scarlet blush returning to her face immediately with a vengeance.

"Yeah, bull penis. I heard they're great for the skin." Bebeby responded and revealed.

"I-I'll just eat an apple!" Murasaki squeaked out.

"Are you sure? You nearly died last time." Bebeby asked and reminded.

"I'm sure." Murasaki mumbled with a nod as she grabbed an apple from the minifridge.

"Eat it little by little. Consuming a whole bite will probably kill you." Bebeby advised.

Murasaki nodded before taking a much smaller bite of the apple. She still gagged and shivered, but at least she swallowed it this time. "Ngh..." She groaned.

"There you go! You'll be halfway to a decent diet in no time." Bebeby congratulated the girl like a proud parent. "...Maybe a quarter. A fifth is just being realistic. We need to shoot for the stars here." The plushie then muttered.

"Can I have some of the beansprouts later?" Murasaki soon requested.

"...Did those beansprouts give you a neurax worm or are you just stupid?" Bebeby accused.

"They were just tasty..." Murasaki grumbled.

"You spent all night on the toilet!" Bebeby reminded.

"But I felt a bit better afterwards." Murasaki admitted while nibbling on the apple.

"Because you shit yourself, dumbass! I wouldn't be surprised if you tried to use pool water for shaved ice!" Bebeby berated before sighing and shaking his head. "God, these kids are getting dumber by the day, I swear to Biggles™ the Space Bear." He then grumbled.

"I like the Junes mascot more..." Murasaki mumbled as she went back to nibbling.

"You're becoming more of a weirdo than when you were back in Hebijo." Bebeby soon remarked with a sweatdrop. "...But better this than being like that masochist that's there now." The plushie then admitted.

Eventually, Murasaki finished the apple while taking a breath of relief. "That was...a lot harder than expected..." She muttered, coughing a little.

"Small steps, you still have a looong way to go ya big boobed behemoth." Bebeby instructed.

Murasaki nodded as she looked at the beansprout garden. "Hm? Um, Bebe-tan, does that look...bigger?" She suddenly asked with a trail of drool leaking from her mouth.

"What?" Bebeby responded in confusion. "It looks the same to me. You must be seeing things." The plushie responded while waving it off.

"But I swear it looks...pinker and bigger." Murasaki however muttered.

"You are talking to a plush toy." Bebeby reminded. "Do you need to go outside? Get some fresh air? Hug a tree?" It then questioned.

"I...I think I'll eat an orange next." Murasaki decided. "I mean, I drink lots of orange soda. It shouldn't be too different." She muttered as she grabbed a bottle of milk.

"Your funeral." Bebeby mumbled.

GULP! GULP! GULP!

"Aah~" Murasaki sighed out in satisfaction as she placed the empty bottle on the counter.

"...Did you just chug a bottle of milk without any problems?" Bebeby askes in disbelief. "And one that isn't expired? The plushie then added.

"Hai." Murasaki responded in a casual tone without any sign of concern. "...Wait, do you mean that I drank expired milk before or I didn't check if the milk was expired?"

"You drank expired milk." Bebeby responded.

"I did check it, thank you very much." Murasaki soon informed with a huff. "Look, right here. It says it expires on September 8th. 9/8/2016." She then revealed.

"Wrong way, dumbass." Bebeby deadpanned. "It expired on August 9th. Day, month, year. You've read too many dates in the American style." The plushie responded.

"...I feel fine though." Murasaki soon informed with a small hop.

BOING!

"THAT DOESN'T MAKE THINGS ANY BETTER!" Bebeby called out. "What is making you eat and drink all this rotten and poisonous shit!?" The plushie soon questioned.

"Moh! Stop treating me this way!" Murasaki soon whined in child-like annoyance while stomping her foot.

"I'll stop when-" Bebeby began, however...

GRUMBLE!

"...You wanna eat those beansprouts now?" Bebeby then sarcastically got out as the girl's face began to turn green.

WHOOSH!

And immediately the purplette rushed back into the bathroom to relieve herself...again.

(Shinjuku, Red Light District)

Miyabi let out a loud yawn, shaking the grogginess from her mind.

No, she wasn't tired after a hard day's work. Nope, she had just woken up about an hour earlier after having spent last night and the majority of the day in bed after dragging the Shujin Student Council President's unconscious body back to her apartment.

Thank god she was a shinobi.

"She's a tough one, but not as tough as...ugh, that's not even an achievement at this point." Miyabi mumbled to herself. "I don't even remember why I'm here right now, all I'm doing is wandering around and hoping I don't get felt up by some pervert." She soon sighed out. "...Would that feel nice to be recognized as a woman like that though...?" She eventually asked herself.

Her Persona mentally slapped her across the cheek.

"Right, still have self-respect." Miyabi mumbled. "Thank you." She then added.

It was right then a pleasant-sounding voice called out to her. "Miss! Over here!"

"Oh no..." Miyabi groaned. "Look, I don't want pocket tissues or your advertisements." She sighed out without even turning to look at her.

"Oh, that's not my job." The woman corrected. With a groan, Miyabi turned to see a woman around her age. Probably 24 years old. "I'm Chihaya Mifune, a fortune teller, and I can see you have an interesting destiny." She soon revealed.

"I don't believe in destiny." Miyabi deadpanned. "We all make our own." She then stated.

"I'm...beginning to realize that." The fortune teller got out, her mind drifting over the boy who could change fate. "But I can see that you're walking into a dangerous situation. Let me give you a reading." She then offered.

"...Well, I have nothing better to do." Miyabi soon decided while sitting down. "I don't really believe you can see the future or whatever though." She then confessed.

"You don't have to believe, you just have to trust me." Chihaya assured.

"I don't trust you either!" Miyabi called out. She was totally expecting to be scammed.

"W-Well, then trust in the cards." Chihaya reassured in a slightly weaker tone.

"That I can do." Miyabi muttered under her breath as the fortune teller shuffled her deck and laid out the cards in a spread.

The Fool, the Lovers, the Lust, the Tower, the Moon...

Hold on...

"I see..." Chihaya got out, her eyes widening in fascination and her cheeks reddening. "I-I...I see..." She hesitantly muttered.

"What?" Miyabi soon asked with a confused look on her face.

"I see...lots and lots of..." The fortune teller mumbled as her blush got hotter and hotter. "O-Oh my..." She thought. There was no way she could say anything about this in public, or even in private.

"Look, are you gonna tell me or not?" Miyabi grumbled in an annoyed tone.

"S-Sorry, it just surprised me." Chihaya confessed while calming herself down. "I just...I think you're going to have a wonderful future full of...fun and...excitement." She awkwardly got out.

"Thanks. That's helpful." The white haired woman got out as she rolled her eyes.

"Did I get that reading wrong? Because all I saw were...were...b-b-b-boobs..." Chihaya quietly muttered before shuffling her tarot deck and drawing a new reading.

The Fool, the Devil, the Tower, Death, the Lust...

Nope, her previous reading was right but...

Chihaya stared at the woman and shivered. That woman...she was no ordinary girl, she could tell you that.

"Is something the matter?" Miyabi meanwhile questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"N-No! Nothing at all!" Chihaya squeaked before looking at her wrist. "Oops! Look at the time! I need to close up shop." She soon informed.

Miyabi decided not to comment on the lack of a watch. "Uhh...okay. Thanks for the reading." She got out in the most polite manner she could muster. "This was free, right?" She soon questioned.

"Of course!" The fortune teller replied with a smile.

"Alright then." Miyabi responded with a nod before going on her way. "Well that was different." She soon admitted.

Chihaya meanwhile looked at the white haired woman in concern. "Such a dark past she had, and such a small chance to come out into the light of the future." She muttered to herself as she then looked at The Fool tarot card. "You know too many strange people, Akira." She then added in amusement before packing up and leaving.

Meanwhile, Miyabi stretched her limbs to limber up. "Alright, with that waste of time out of the way, it's time to…to…get a hobby…" She murmured.

"Miyabi-san?" A familiar voice got out in curious confusion.

"Hm?" Miyabi hummed before noticing the young artist by the Cult9 theater. "Ah, Yusuke." She soon responded.

"M-Miyabi-san." Yusuke got out, wincing just a little. Although he hadn't participated in a spar with the white haired woman yet, he was hoping he wouldn't get into one anytime soon.

"That's my name, don't wear it out." Miyabi once more replied with a hand on her hips. "...What are you staring at?" She soon questioned with a raised eyebrow.

The artist however leans forward for an examination. "Your eyes are nothing I've seen before." Yusuke suddenly remarked, making the woman blush a little. "Is it from your shinobi training?" He soon questioned.

"Nope. Got them from my father." Miyabi answered. "Take a picture if you want to make it last longer." She then added in a sarcastic manner.

"I prefer putting it to paper. I shall sketch it some other time." Yusuke responded. "The pinnacle of shinobi beauty needs her own time and place to truly capture such details." He then stated.

"You say that to all the girls." Miyabi deadpanned before she rolled her eyes.

"No, not really." Yusuke muttered while shaking his head. "Some of it involved blackmail." He admitted with a little guilt.

"...You blackmailed some girls?" Miyabi bluntly questioned, not sure if she understood that right.

"Not just some girls. It was Ann and Asuka." Yusuke soon corrected and confessed in a way. "Although I regret my actions, in my situation and psyche at the time, it made sense." He then confessed and explained.

"Okay, how does that make your statement any better and less likely for me to punch you in the face?" Miyabi then asked in a disapproving manner.

"..." Yusuke only stared at her in response.

"...I know what you're thinking, and the answer is no." Miyabi deadpanned. "Force me to do so, and my blade goes through your neck." She bluntly threatened.

Yusuke simply sighed at that. "Expected as much." He sighed out. "Anyways, why are you here?" He eventually asked in a curious manner,

"Why are you here?" Miyabi however asked back "This is the Red Light District, Yusuke. And it's late. I doubt you're here for art supplies." She then reminded and stated.

"That's...exactly why I'm here." Yusuke however admitted.

Miyabi soon blinked as she stared at the artist, looking for any signs of lying. "...Oh you are not joking." She muttered. "I don't remember this area having an art supply store though." She soon admitted.

"I found one that sells paints for cheap here in Shinjuku." Yusuke revealed. "However, I may have taken a wrong turn and I can't afford to use any more of my mobile data." He then informed and confessed.

"Well, I've been around a few times. Maybe I can help." Miyabi soon informed and offered. "What's the address?" She then asked.

"I wrote it down. Give me one moment..." Yusuke responded as he went through his pockets before taking out a piece of paper. "Here." He then got out as he handed the woman a scrap.

Taking it from the boy, the white haired woman read it before nodding. "Yeah, you definitely took a wrong turn. You're supposed to go left down this street instead of that street." Miyabi informed.

"Ah! Thank you." Yusuke responded in relief. "Though, I'm quite surprised you know the area so well despite your short time here." He then admitted.

"One task of a shinobi is reconnaissance and gaining a lay of the land." Miyabi stated while crossing her arms over her chest. "Although, I didn't know that this shop sold paints...I'm getting a bad feeling. Let me come with you, just in case." She then stated and offered.

"Hm? Oh, that's nice of you." Yusuke hummed out and replied.

"Look, I just don't want an ally getting put out of commission." Miyabi countered. "We should head there now before it closes. We have to assume it's legit first before we start knocking people out." She soon suggested.

"I'm sure that won't be necessary." Yusuke got out as they began heading for the store together.

"You never know." Miyabi simply countered. "Unlike you, I can summon my katana when needed." She then added.

"You'd be surprised what I can do with a brush." Yusuke responded with a smirk...before a thought came to mind. "Wonderful!" He suddenly declared with passion.

"What?" Miyabi stopped in her tracks to turn to the young artist with a raised eyebrow.

"I may have an idea I wish to apply to our antics in the Metaverse." Yusuke answered.

"You call them antics?" Miyabi questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, what would you call them?" Yusuke meanwhile questioned.

"Stupidity and lack of self-preservation." Miyabi deadpanned. "Perfect shinobi traits. Now what the hell are you talking about?" She then stated and asked.

"Well…" And with that, Yusuke proceeded to detail what his idea was.

Miyabi in response blinked as she processed every detail the artist gave. "That's...impressive." She had to admit as she recalled this in the pamphlet. "A Showtime, right?" She soon assumed.

"Yes. And I'm sure the finisher between the two of us will make a wonderful piece." Yusuke concluded with confidence.

Miyabi in turn couldn't help but smirk with interest. "Heh, it just might." She admitted in agreement. "Now hurry up already!" She soon ordered.

"O-Of course!" Yusuke stammered out as the two continued on their way.

(Yongen-Jaya, Leblanc)

Asuka sipped her coffee and frowned. It was good, but nowhere near her own standards. "Maybe a little sugar might be able to balance it out..." She muttered as she added a few pinches and tried again. "Hm...better, but still not there. A little more milk maybe?" She soon guessed before adding a splash and taking one more sip.

Warm and creamy, that filled her little part of her with a wave of satisfaction and calm. The Vice Leader couldn't help but moan in pleasure and let out a shiver of delight.

"Yosh! Another successful cup!" Asuka declared before downing the coffee in one go. "Aaahhhh...that hits the spot..." She sighed in approval.

RING!

"Asuka-chan?" Sojiro got with a raised eyebrow as he entered the cafe.

"Oh, sorry Boss! Akira-kun let me before he left." Asuka got out with an apologetic bow. "I decided to make some coffee for myself if you don't mind." She then revealed.

"At this point, you can do whatever you want as long as you haven't destroyed anything." Sojiro replied as he sat down. "And that includes destroying a perfectly good cup of coffee." He then added.

"I haven't dropped a cup yet!" Asuka proudly stated.

"I mean ruining the coffee with too much milk and sugar." Sojiro corrected. "And remember, some coffee's don't need anything. It's smooth on its own." He soon instructed.

"Hai hai." Asuka replied with a nod of understanding as she offered the cafe owner a coffee cup.

The owner nodded and took a sip, closing his eyes to focus on the flavor. "Hmm..." Sojiro hummed out.

"I used Hawaiian Kona!" Asuka happily revealed.

"You actually read the label this time." Sojiro remarked. Even the kid hasn't done that yet. "Any reason?" He then revealed and asked.

"...Ehehe..." Asuka awkwardly giggled out while rubbing the back of her head. She didn't want to tell him she was in a bit of a tropical mood thanks to her gig today.

"Still choosing at random." Sojiro sighed with an amused chuckle. "Let me explain!" He soon started. "Hawaiian Kona is a Hawaiian treat. Because of the rarity and price of Kona Beans, a Kona Blend only needs to contain 10% Kona Beans. A 100% Kona coffee roast is quite expensive. Good Kona coffee is known to have a rich flavor, bright acidity, and complex aroma."He then informed in great detail.

"Really..." Asuka got out in a fascinated tone before gasping. "Wait, I...I used 100%! H-How much did I cost you!?" She soon exclaimed and asked in a panic.

"300 yen a cup." Sojiro answered almost automatically.

"...Eh?" Asuka got out as her panicking ended abruptly.

"Wait, no, I'm thinking about 10%. A cup is around 4500 to 6000 yen." Sojiro corrected himself.

If Asuka was drinking coffee right now, she would've spat it out and sprayed it over the recently cleaned counter. "S-Six thousand!?" She choked.

"It's on the top shelf for a reason." Sojiro soon stated. "It's not like I sell much of it anyways. Everyone usually wants the classics or the usual." He then mumbled.

"I see..." Asuka responded as she took in the information, making a note to look up the prices of each type of coffee bean.

Sojiro then took another sip. "Hmm..." He hummed as a satisfied smile grew on his face. "I think you've nailed it. You have the right amount of sugar and milk, and the coffee's at the right temperature." He then praised.

"Eh!?" Asuka gasped, stunned.

"However," Sojiro interrupted with a stern expression. "You still haven't brought out the coffee's true potential. Now it's all about refinement. Every bean on those shelves needs the correct amount of coffee, milk and sugar. All you've done is found the general balance needed to make it good, but not great." He soon stated and explained.

"Hai." Asuka nodded in understanding.

"In any case, I believe we can start the training in making curry." Sojiro eventually revealed. "The kid's getting a head start on ya, so you better start practicing on your off time." He then added and advised.

This immediately caused the Vice Leader to smile happily. "I will, Boss!" Asuka responded with a salute. She was getting excited now.

"Now clean up and wash the dishes. I'm going home." Sojiro ordered as he got up from his chair.

"Yes sir!" Asuka happily replied with a salute, feeling her Knowledge and Diligence improving as a result of her training in brewing.

(Futaba's Room)

Meanwhile, in the Sakura Residence, the tan skinned girl found herself being literally dragged into the orangette's room long after everyone had separated for the day.

"How did I get dragged into this?" Homura awkwardly questioned as she sat herself down.

"Because you agreed that if you can join me on this showing, then I won't reveal to everyone about your secret pastime." Futaba reminded with a smirk as she browsed through her anime collection.

"I don't have a secret pastime!" Homura yelped in an embarrassed manner with a glowing crimson blush on her face. "...You really won't tell the others, right?" She then questioned in a nervous manner.

"That depends." Futaba replied as she smirked while her glasses shone.

"Ugh...how does Miyabi deal with you..." Homura quietly grumbled out.

"What was that?" Futaba responded as she turned to her.

"Nevermind..." Homura sighed as she relaxed herself. "So...I didn't think you were a magical girl anime fan..." She then awkwardly admitted while scratching her cheek.

"I tend to dabble in them on my own free time. It's mostly because of how most of them seem so different from each other." Futaba explained as she collected some of her choices and brought them over to her bed.

"How so exactly? I've only heard there's a dark one that basically goes and kills the main characters, but I only watched Magical Kyoko Flame when no one's around." Homura questioned and explained.

"True, some of them are dark, but you haven't seen the ones that just go insane in that regard." Futaba replied. "One of the best examples is this one." She then added as she showed her a cover of an anime that had the title Puella Magi Madoka Magica.

"...That's a deceiving cover, isn't it?" Homura soon accused with narrowed eyes.

"Oh, you have no idea." Futaba responded as she smirked. "It may look all cute and fuzzy, but it's easily one of the darkest magical girls in the entire genre. And it all starts with this bundle of terror." She then explained as she pointed to a white creature on the cover.

"Again, it looks deceiving." Homura replied, feeling a sudden rising in anger to the appearance of the creature.

"Yep. And would you look at that, there's a character also named Homura." Futaba replied and informed in a joking manner as she pointed to a black haired girl, only with a lighter skin tone than her.

Homura in response sweatdropped on that. "Oh hahaha Futaba." She sarcastically laughed out loud.

"C'mon, you know that you two are no different from each other. Except maybe the skin tone and you have ginormous boobs." Futaba responded and pointed out as she went back to her anime collection.

"Sorry, just not getting the feeling of watching one of those dark magical girl animes that would get me depressed." Homura soon confessed with a sigh.

"Ok, then how about something not as dark, but can still give you a happy feeling." Futaba suggested as she shows an anime where two young girls, one with brown hair and one with blonde hair.

"Hm? Which one is this?" Homura soon asked in a curious manner.

"This one's called Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha. That's also the name of the girl in the white outfit." Futaba answered as she pointed to the brown haired girl in a white dress.

"Sounds interesting, what's it about?" Homura replied and asked.

"Well, for the first season, it's about both Nanoha and Fate, the blonde girl, looking for these jewels called Jewel Seeds." Futaba began explaining. "They're these magical objects that were discovered by Yuno Scrya, the little ferret who is really a human, that can grant a person's wish by whatever their hearts desired. But most of them tend to go out of control, so Nanoha has to seal them away before they can cause any more harm to everyone else." She soon added to the explanation.

"That...sounds pretty intense." Homura admitted as she took in the summary of the anime. "Wait, first season?" She then repeated.

"Yeah, it's actually one of the longest running series of the genre." Futaba nodded "There's about six or seven seasons, a couple of films, a Drama CD and several manga and light novels."

"Sounds like a handful." Homura admitted. "But keep it aside. Anything else?" She then requested and asked.

"There's also Sailor Moon. The one that basically started the entire magical girl genre that we know today." Futaba answered as she showed a cover with a blonde girl posing in front of a starry space and a Crescent moon.

"Huh, looks old, though it makes sense it started the genre as a whole." Homura replied. "Up for watching it?" She then asked.

"Yeah. I'm up for a nostalgia trip with this." Futaba responded with a nod. "It's an oldie, but a goodie. Unless you want to check out its new version that follows the manga?" She then offered.

"I'll leave that to you then." Homura replied as she got comfortable.

"Hmm..." Futaba hummed out as she thought about it for a moment until she made her choice. "Let's go with the original version. It's the most basic one and a good place to start." She soon decided.

"Sure." Homura simply replied.

Futaba takes the DVD case to her computer and opens up the disk tray before inserting the disk and closes it up. She turns on her TV just as the main menu was shown. She then hit play as the first episode began.

"Huh, nice outfits. Basic and form fitting." Homura admitted.

"Yep. That's how they used to be like before they started becoming more complex." Futaba explained. "Most of them tend to either be more revealing to show off more of the girl's features or cover them up completely. Sometimes even a mixture between the two by making them like different forms with different abilities." She then added and revealed.

"Interesting." Homura replied with a nod as they continued watching. "A black and crimson version would really work for me..." She offhandedly thought.

"Of course, like with all magical girls, there's also a little furry companion who tends to be a living expedition device." Futaba continued on "Some of them are just there for the sake of plot and don't really add anything to the story, but there are others who are actual characters and are given even more development than the main character." She then added.

"Huh." Homura responded with a nod. "...Like us with Morgana?" She then jokingly asked.

"Yep. Pretty much. And I think in more ways than you can imagine." Futaba nodded.

That in turn caused both girls to giggle in amusement as they continued watching the anime.

The episode starts on the moon where a majestic kingdom was present as two figures were seen meeting with each other just outside of the castle. The man and the woman stared into each other's eyes so lovingly as they kissed under the gaze of the Earth as Homura couldn't help but blush at the sight of them.

But that peace was eventually broken as an army of soldiers were seen attacking the moon kingdom with the help of a red haired woman and Homura was just in shock that someone would attack such a peaceful kingdom. "Damn." She soon muttered out.

It was so bad that many of the people, including the soldiers and the guardians were all killed and the kingdom itself was now in ruins. However, the only survivors were the queen herself and two cats who stood by her side.

Using her kingdom's most precious treasure, the queen used all of her power to send all her people, guardians, the prince of earth and her daughter to be reincarnated as different people with brand new lives, but at the cost of her own life. The cats were the only ones who knew the truth and were sent into suspended animation until the day all the guardians are reborn and they could eventually restore the Moon Kingdom back to its former glory. After her work was done, the queen died in the ruins of her kingdom.

However, her memories lived on in a central computer where she can keep an eye on Earth until the day her daughter, the prince and the guardians all come together once again.

"Wow..." Homura quietly breathed out as she gained a sparkle in her eyes as she continued watching.

Fast forward to modern day Tokyo, a blonde haired girl was seen sleeping in her bed as her alarm clock goes off but she doesn't wake up in the slightest. The girl's mother was calling for her downstairs until she finally did wake up and realized just how late she was and immediately got dressed before heading downstairs and running out the door, but not before being stopped by her mother to give her lunch.

After receiving her lunch, the girl slips on her shoes and runs out the door, still feeling sleepy as it was still earlier in the morning. On her way to school, the girl saw some little boys messing with a black cat and she goes to stop them, which the boys all end up running away and she goes to check on the cat. The girl noticed a bandage on the cat's forehead and when she removed it, it revealed a crescent moon that seems to be familiar to her but she can't seem to remember why. The cat jumped out of her hands and landed on a red car as she looked intently at the girl, almost like it was studying her until the bell to her school rang and she knew that she was really late and ran off while the cat continued watching her.

"Ah! One of the Queen's cats!" Homura started with a smile. "So, the ditzy girl is one of the reincarnations huh?" She soon guessed.

"That obvious huh?" Futaba jokingly replied as the two continued watching.

The girl, now known as Usagi Tsukino, was put into the hallway as punishment for being late again and her stomach was growling as she hadn't eaten any breakfast yet. So as she was about to eat her lunch, her teacher walked out of the classroom and showed her test scores and it showed 30 percent on the paper. Just outside of the school, Usagi was sulking with her friend Naru as she tried to tell her that she needs some self-control as a nerdy looking boy named Umino who showed off his test results as a 95, still higher than what Usagi has.

Naru, as a way to help her friend cheer up, tells them about how a superhero named Sailor V had stopped a jewelry thief as Usagi, being her usual ditzy self, has no who Sailor V was as Umino explained that she's a costumed crime fighter and even tells them about a rumor of her being part of an elite police special investigation unit. Then both Naru and Usagi started talking about jewelry as Umino was feeling left out until Naru told Usagi that her family's jewelry store was having a sale and invited her to come and she accepted the offer. The girls then left as Umino was left by his lonesome.

"Hehe, rejected." Homura giggled out in amusement. "Also, Sailor V is another one, isn't she?" She then deducted.

"Yep, she is. But that's not revealed until about halfway through the first season." Futaba replied and nodded at her "Right now, she's just a famous superhero that everyone talks about." She then added. "So, thought so far?" She then asked.

"I gotta say, this has got me hooked from the start." Homura answered in an honest tone. "How it started with the kingdom on the moon, the attack, the Queen using her powers to give everyone new lives on Earth and how this Usagi girl is one of the reincarnations but doesn't know it yet. It's been really good so far and it's only the first episode." She then explained.

"Glad you are." Futaba replied as the two continued watching.

The scene changes to a dark lair where the same woman from the Moon Kingdom was sitting on her throne asking her followers about the location of the Silver Crystal, but all of them answered no. Seeing as their great rule needs a massive amount of energy, the woman decided to provide their master with human energy instead until they've found the Silver Crystal.

Just then, a man appears in front of the woman known as Queen Beryl. The man, known as Jadeite, offered to take on the mission of obtaining human energy for their master. Jadeite even mentioned that one of his monsters named Morga has started preparing to gather human energy for their ruler and promised Beryl that she will not fail. So Queen Beryl leaves the mission to him and Jadeite accepts her approval.

"And here are the villains that caused all the destruction in the first place." Homura stated.

"Yep. And he's only the first of four that Usagi will be taking on." Futaba responded in agreement.

"Looks like she has her work cut out for her then." Homura replied as they continued watching.

The scene returns back to Tokyo in the Juban Shopping District where several people are browsing through all the jewelry in Naru's family's jewelry store as Naru and Usagi arrive. Both girls noticed Naru's mother was really promoting the sale. But just as she watches the people buy all the jewelry on sale, she forms a sinister smile on her face as the jewelry she's selling was really sapping all the energy from the people wearing them. Rings, necklaces, earrings and gems are absorbing all the energy as Jadeite was collecting them from the shadows. Seeing as most humans are drawn to the sparkles of jewels, Jadeite being sure that Queen Beryl will be pleased. He then orders Morga to continue collecting energy from the people and she responds that she will gladly do so until she heard Naru's voice right behind her.

Morga returns to her false self as Naru introduces Usagi to her and she was delighted to have her visiting her store. Later, she shows the girls a ring which normally costs 500,000, but since Usagi was Naru's friend, she was given an extra special discount and dropped the price of the ring for 30,000. That caused the girls to shout in surprise which also caught the attention of every other woman in the store and a fat woman shoves them out of the and saying that she'll buy it. Soon enough, every other woman all gathered around to buy the ring as both Usagi and Naru managed to crawl out of the crowd. Seeing as Usagi has failed her English test and has spent her allowance, Usagi decided to head for home. As she exits the store, she looks at her test and wishes she had studied more but decided to take out her frustration on it by crumbling it into a ball and tossing it behind her until it hits a young man who was right behind her. As Usagi turned around to apologize, she saw him holding her test and looked just stunned by her score, which caused her to scream. The man tells her that she'd better study harder while also calling her bunhead, to which she tells him to mind his own business and takes her test away from him and sticks her tongue at him. As Usagi walks away, she turns around to see him looking up at the jewelry store and calls him a weirdo before continuing on while the man takes off his shades and narrows his gaze at the store.

"Not a bad looking guy." Homura had to admit. "...Though something about him reminds me of Akira." She then added.

"You too huh?" Futaba got out in agreement as they continued watching.

The scene changes to Usagi walking past the arcade until she looked back at the poster of a Sailor V video game. As she takes a better look at Sailor V on the poster, she believes just how cool it is to be a superhero.

Unknown to her, the same black cat from before was watching her from before a sign as Usagi was feeling inferior to her. She then started crying for about a few seconds before continuing on home. As she does, the cat started speaking as she had finally found the person she was looking for just as the eye-catcher plays, signifying that the episode was at the halfway point.

"Talking cat, definitely like Morgana." Homura giggled out in amusement.

"Oh yeah." Futaba replied in agreement. "Hey Homura, think you can use your Shinobi Tenshin to put yourself in an outfit like theirs?" She then suddenly asked in a curious manner.

"Maybe after the episode and with my own little flair to it. Why?" Homura replied and asked in a curious manner.

"Because I really want to see how well you can pull off those sailor outfits that the guardians wear." Futaba answered. "I just feel like you'll look incredibly sexy in those outfits." She then confessed.

Homura in turn smirked to that. "Thanks, I'll see if I can." She then replied.

"Sweet!" Futaba got out in excitement with a grin while adjusting her glasses. "Though what do you mean by your own flair?" She then asked in a curious manner while adjusting her glasses.

"Let's just say that I'll be putting my own spin on it." Homura vaguely responded as she winked at her.

"Tease..." Futaba got out with a pout as they continued watching.

The scene changes back to the Tsukino household as Usagi returns home where her mother was waiting for her at the front entrance and even mentioned that she ran into Umino where he told her that they've got their tests back, much to Usagi's chagrin. When Usagi's mother asked about her test, Usagi tries to not let her see it and thinks about an excuse to make sure she doesn't see it. But when her mother asked her if she could see it, Usagi gave in and hands over her test and looks at it to see it was only 30 percent. This causes her mother to become really angry at her and forces her to stand outside of her house to think out what she's done. As Usagi pleads to be let back in, her little brother kicks her in the butt and tells her that she's in the way and asks what she will do to make their mother kick her out of the house for again. He then enters the house while wishing he didn't had a sister who was a total loser. This causes Usagi to get mad as her little brother makes faces and sticks his tongue at her. But as she tries to kick him, he closes the door and causes her to strike her knee on the door itself. She then continues pleading to her mother to be let back into the house.

"And that's what she gets for not studying." Homura remarked in amusement.

"Believe me, that's not even the half of how she acts. We're just getting started." Futaba advised with a nod.

"Noted." Homura replied with a nod of her own as they continued watching.

The scene returns to the jewelry store in the twilight hours of the day where all the people were starting to feel the effects of their energy being drained from them as the jewelry they're wearing started flashing. One by one, they all started collapsing as Naru was wondering what was going on and suggested she call an ambulance. But as she turned to her mother, she noticed that she wasn't acting like herself and asked what she meant about collecting enough energy. This causes Morga to reveal her true colors as Naru gasped in horror at what was going on.

Back at the Tsukino residence, Usagi was finally let back in and was now in her room. Feeling exhausted from what just happened, Usagi decided to take a quick nap and as she was drifting asleep, her window opens up as the same cat enters her room and slams the window shut, which causes Usagi to wake up. She turns around to see the cat that she helped from those boys and gasped in surprise to see her again. The cat, now known as Luna, tells Usagi that she's been looking for her for a very long time. However, Usagi was still freaking out that a cat was talking to her and even thanking her for saving her from those kids and removing the bandage which blocked her ability to talk and dulls her sensory powers. Thinking that it was a dream, Usagi goes back to sleep to try and wake up, but Luna tells her that it wasn't a dream and tries to get her to stop playing around. Seeing as the only way to prove that it wasn't a dream, Luna jumps into the air and does a backflip to summon a brooch and gives it to Usagi as a gift. But as Usagi tries on the brooch, Luna tries to get her to listen and tells her about what's going on in the city that even the police couldn't handle it. So Luna tells Usagi that she's the only one who can defeat this enemy and tells her that she's the guardian chosen for this mission. Luna then adds to Usagi that she needs to find the other guardians and their princess, but Usagi doesn't seem to believe a single word she's saying and decided to try something else

Luna tells Usagi to shout "Moon Prism Power, Make up!" to which she does and transforms into Sailor Moon in a flashy manner, much to her shock and confusion. As she tries to have Luna explain to her, she heard her friend Naru's voice from the red gems in her buns calling out for help. Luna then tells her that she's become Sailor Moon and tells her to go help her friend, but Usagi was still unsure of herself.

"No way she's getting out of this, she's a chosen one. Though her's is different then mine, Sis, Yumi-senpai and even Miyabi's as shinobis." Homura stated in a wise tone. "Also, that transformation was a lot like a Shinobi Tenshin, nice." She then added.

"That's how a lot of the Magical girls transform whenever they say their phrase." Futaba simply explained. "It happens in a bright light like where it shows the outfits materializing on their bodies while also having them show off. Most of them tend to be pretty long, so it's mostly just reused footage with only some minor adjustments." She then added.

"...A lot like a Shinobi Tenshin transformation..." Homura got out.

"Yeah, pretty much." Futaba nodded.

"Right..." Homura replied as the two resumed watching. It was just getting good now.

The scene returns to the jewelry store where Naru was being held hostage by her mother, only for Morga to reveal that she isn't her mother and transforms into her true appearance. She then revealed that Naru's real mother is locked in the basement and planned to kill both of them. Just then Usagi arrives on the scene where she then introduces herself as the Pretty Guardian who fights for love and for justice named Sailor Moon and that in the name of the moon, she'll punish her. Morga wasn't that impressed and wondered if those catchphrases were supposed to scare her. She then commands all of the victims that had their energies stolen to attack Sailor Moon and they do as she commanded. Not wanting to harm any innocent people, Sailor Moon had no choice but to try to avoid their attacks until one of the women attacked her with a broken bottle and managed to scrape her knee and was now cornered. Luna tries to tell her to fight back and defeat the monster, but Usagi was just too scared. Seeing this as an opportunity to end the fight, Morga extends her claw at Sailor Moon to kill her until a rose suddenly embeds itself on the floor. Morga turns around to see a man in a tuxedo, a top hat, mask and cape. The man introduces himself as Tuxedo Mask and informs Sailor Moon that crying isn't going to solve any of her problems. But Sailor Moon couldn't help it and started crying again, which was then amplified by her red jewels and knocked out all of the victims and even harmed Morga. Luna sees an opportunity to end the fight and informs Sailor Moon to throw her tiara at her and yell out "Moon Tiara Action!" but Usagi has no idea what would happen until Luna orders her to just do it. Sailor Moon removes her tiara from her forehead and launches it at Morga, reducing her to dust. Jadeite, who was still collecting the energy, noticed that Morga had failed and wasn't too pleased.

The scene turns back to Morga's remains just as it vanishes, indicating that she was no more. Tuxedo Mask congratulates Sailor Moon on her first victory and tells her that he won't forget what has transpired. With a swipe of his cape, he vanishes into the night as Sailor Moon seems to have fallen in love with him. Luna even agrees with Tuxedo Mask on her first victory, but she was just too distracted on how cute he was.

"And charmed by the male character...despite him not doing anything." Homura declared with a sweatdrop. "And yup, really looks like Akira. It's obvious who he is." She then added.

"Maybe he'll make a pretty good Tuxedo Mask if we can get him to wear the costume." Futaba suggested with a smirk.

"That'll be the day. He'd enjoy it I bet." Homura remarked in amusement.

"Gotta agree with you there Homura." Futaba laughed out. "So, good first episode?" She then asked as the credits rolled.

"Yeah, that was a good first episode." Homura replied with a nod. "I guess my only complaint is that the fight wasn't really all that thrilling, but I can look past it seeing as this is an old series. They probably couldn't do much of the fight scenes that they can in other magical girl series, but the story and characters are definitely the highlight." She then admitted and explained.

"Exactly Homura." Futaba replied. "Not many people seem to get that." She then added.

"So I'm guessing that not a lot of people has seen this, have they?" Homura guessed.

"What was your first clue?" Futaba responded. "In any case, show me the magical girl form, Homura!" She then got out in excitement.

"Now?" Homura got out, only to see the orangette nod in response. "Alright then, but first." She replied as she made a hand sign. "Shinobi Kekkai!" She declared as the two vanished.

(Homura's Shinobi Kekkai)

And the two immediately appeared in the crimson tinted subspace.

"Man! This looks so awesome!" Futaba looked around in excitement.

"Glad you like it." Homura replied as she rolled her shoulder.

"Come on come on come on! Show it to me!" Futaba soon got out in excitement.

"Well, okay. Then here I go." Homura takes a deep breath as she readies herself for her transformation. Suddenly, she raised a hand to the air. "Shinobi Tenshin!" She mentally called out. "Crimson Sun Power! Make up!" She vocally called out.

Fire bursts from underneath her as it engulfs her entire body, but she didn't seem phased by this. She then started mimicking the anime's transformation where the leotard forms around her center body, but black in color with crimson lining, a crimson red scarf forms around her neck, fiery red gloves and boots formed on her arms and legs and finally a red skirt forms around her waist. A circuit appears on her forehead as she finishes in a pose similar to the show's main character. The only thing that remained the same was her hair.

"Whew, that was exhilarating." Homura thought to herself as she smirked.

"Ooooooh!" Futaba got out in amazement. "That. Was. AWESOME!" She soon declared. "Hurry! Say an original catchphrase and give yourself a name!" She then demanded with giddiness while bouncing in place.

"You really want me to go full on with this huh?" Homura asked in amusement.

Futaba in response just nodded excitedly with anticipation.

"Well, alright. Here I go." Homura replied as she took in a deep breath and closed her eyes to prepare for her catchphrase. "I am the Shinobi of Flames! Who fights for order and chaos! I am Sailor Crimson! And in the name of darkness, I'll send you to hell!" She soon declared with a pose where she points directly in front of her and her other hand is on her hip.

"Hmm..." Futaba however hummed out. "Change the catchphrase." She soon got out.

That in turn caught Homura off guard as she facefaulted. "Wait what!? Why!?" She responded in confusion. "I came up with that on the fly! Why should I change it?!" She demanded as she stood back up.

"Too evil sounding. Makes it feel as though you're one of those evil and sadistic types." Futaba simply explained.

"You do realize that was the point, right?" Homura however questioned. "I wouldn't really call myself someone who fights for love and justice." She then admitted.

"Really? Despite being a Phantom Thief and soon going to be attending a Good Shinobi Academy?" Futaba countered in confusion.

"I mean before all of that." Homura soon corrected.

"The past is the past though." Futaba pointed out.

"I know that, but it still doesn't mean I can't forget my actions." Homura sighed out. "They'll remain with me for as long as I live until the day I die." She then added.

"Then just do better to make it up for it." Futaba soon stated.

Homura looked at the young girl before looking up at the inside of her barrier as she came to a realization. "She's right, I need to do better to make up for what I did." She soon thought to herself. "It might take me a lifetime to make up for all my actions up to this point, but I really shouldn't be mopping like this. What I say or do might not work for everyone, but I'm not going to let that stop me. I'll do what I can to help them ease their pain for their loss." She mentally decided.

Seriously, she was just being silly at this point with all the regrets. The past was the past. She was Homura Shirokage-Shinkukage...but at this moment...with her current appearance...

"Uh, Homura?" Futaba called out as she noticed the starry twinkle in her friend's eyes.

"I am the guardian of passion! One who fights for all that is good! I am Sailor Crimson! And now in the name of the light, I'll purify you!" Homura suddenly declared as she struck a new pose where she swept her hair back and pointed directly in front of her.

Futaba meanwhile was gobsmacked into silence as she witnessed this. It felt totally different this time!

"So Futaba, how was that?" Homura soon asked with a playful wink as she felt her Femininity greatly increasing as well. She felt really good this time around.

"That. Was. Just. AMAZING!" Futaba jumped for joy. "That was even better than what Sailor Moon could do! You really blew her straight out of the water!" She soon declared.

"Ah your just saying that." Homura waved off.

"No way! I really mean it! You could even replace her as the main character because you have way more ambition than her!" Futaba replied. "Oh! Show me some finishers you got without swords now." She suddenly requested while taking a few steps back.

"I don't really know. Most of them I've done were with my swords." Homura sheepishly got out as she rubbed the back of her head. "Save for when I use my other style." She then muttered to herself.

"Then this is your chance to make something awesome!" Futaba countered.

Homura in response smiled at that. "Yeah! You're right!" She responded in agreement. "Time to do this!" She declared.

Futaba meanwhile became even more giddy than before as she waited in anticipation.

"I think I got it." Homura smirked as she got into position before she then went and took off her circuit from her forehead as it engulfed in flames. "Crimson Hayabusa Slash!" She soon declared as slashed with her circuit that unleashes a falcon of fire and dive-bombed into the ground.

BOOM!

And created a massive explosion as a result.

"And that's that." Homura concluded, satisfied as a result of this. She'd have to incorporate it somehow.

Futaba was just awestruck at what she just witnessed and managed to record it just before the explosion.

"So, like it?" Homura soon asked in a curious manner while placing a hand on her hip.

"Like it? I don't like it, Homura." Futaba soon responded as turned to her. "I LOVED IT!" She soon declared jumped for joy again.

"So, worthy of a magical girl?" Homura then had to confirm.

"Oh, so much more worthy! Even more worthy than the other magical girls!" Futaba confirmed with a thumbs up.

"Even though it's not really magic?" Homura soon asked.

"Yeah, but I wouldn't necessarily say that all magical girls are magical as well." Futaba explained "Most of them tend to be more on the science fiction side of things or at least have an explanation on how they're used. So while yours doesn't really count as magic in the traditional sense, I'd say it still works."

"I see." Homura replied as sighed in relief. "Good to know." She soon got out.

"So, what do you think of the outfit? I mean it's not usually your thing and all." Futaba asked and pointed out. "Just curious since I think you look totally hot like this Homura." She then added.

"You really think so? Do I really look hot in this?" Homura asked as she gestured to herself.

"Totally! I knew black looked good on you since it's one of your male colors, but seeing in a sailor senshi like form just makes it better." Futaba replied as she adjusted her glasses.

"Well, if you think so, then I'll take your word for it." Homura nodded "I can definitely pull this off." She soon admitted as she did a modeling pose where her breasts bounced. "Still, this is my third Shinobi Tenshin outfit I thought up now. First my new regular one, then the one I created with Yumi-senpai and now this." She then pointed herself. "I still need to think of a name for it..." She mentally reminded herself.

"Huh. I had no idea that you can just create these outfits just like that." Futaba got out with curiosity.

"It's all based on imagery, Futaba. The basis of a shinobi for both our Shinobi Tenshi appearances and even some of our attacks." Homura soon explained. "Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if someone tried to fight in one of those revealing casino bunny girl outfits." She then added.

"Huh, makes you wonder who else would fight in an outfit like that." Futaba remarked. "Maybe Haruka." She then suggested.

"So anyways, do you feel like your fighting style's changed now for Bishoujo Senshi form?" Futaba soon asked while adjusting her glasses and examined the tan skinned girl.

"I believe so. Normally I'd be more up close and personal to my opponents, but this feels like the exact opposite." Homura answered as she also examined herself. "In this form, I feel more safe at attacking from a distance and keeping my opponents at bay." She then admitted.

"So different from how you usually are?" Futaba guessed.

"Yeah, pretty much." Homura replied with a nod as she stretched her arms in exhaustion. "Ok, I'm starting to get tired. Up for calling it a day?" She then asked.

"Yeah, I'm about done too." Futaba nodded as she stretched as well "I had fun with you today, Homura. Let's do this again next time." She then suggested to her.

"Sure thing. Gotta help me add more to my Bishoujo Senshi form arsenal after all." Homura replied as her clothes glowed before returning to normal as she made a hand sign...

(Futaba's Room)

And the two returned to the orangette's room.

"Ahhh...it's good to be back. I like that whole Shinobi thing and all, but I really miss my room." Futaba breathed out as she fell back onto her bed.

"Understandable." Homura replied. "So, we got a deal with increasing the arsenal for my new form?" She then asked for confirmation.

"Yep. We sure do." Futaba replied, giving a thumbs up. "But we'll have to check out the other magical girl shows to see which ones would fit you best." She added as she picked up one of the cases.

"Agreed." Homura responded with a nod. "We can pick this up another time though since it's getting late." She then decided as she headed for the door. "Remember, this is a secret between the two of us." She soon reminded. "So no sharing the photo of me in my new form with anyone." She eventually ordered.

"Yeah, sure. I got it. Don't you worry. I'll be sure to keep it a secret from the others." Futaba nodded as she put the cases back.

Homura simply nodded in response with a smile. "Cool, night Futaba." She replied as she headed out for the night.

"Yeah, night. See you soon, Homura." Futaba called back as she turned off the lights and headed for bed.

(Leblanc, Attic)

"Thanks for coming tonight, Becky." Akira got out as he put on his shoes.

"Where do you get all this stuff?" The maid wondered out loud, measuring the material she was given.

"The same place where I get my money. I'll see you later." Akira casually answered as he put on his shoes before heading downstairs. "I'm going out Morgana. Make sure Kawakami doesn't figure out she's making bombs."

"Where exactly are you going?" Morgana questioned.

"Seeing Hifumi tonight." Akira replied almost immediately. "Those shogi strategies are pretty useful. I'm starting to visualize our fights in my head, with everyone as my pieces." He then admitted.

"Ooh, what piece am I?" Morgana soon asked while perking up. "I'm definitely an ōshō, right?" He then assumed, wagging his tail around.

"No...I'm thinking you're a tokin." Akira lightly joked.

"...Just a pawn, huh?" Morgana thought, looking down at his paws.

BZZT! BZZT!

"Ah, must be the team." Akira got out as he pulled out his phone.

[Shut7heFUp: Our popularity is through the roof! You guys gotta hear this!]

[Shut7heFUp: This cute chick said she wants to go out with a Phantom Thief!]

[Sweetkat06: But not you specifically, huh?]

[Alibaba9: Not surprised. As a member of the opposite sex, I sense no charm from you, Ryuji.]

[Shut7heFUp: You don't gotta say it over text too!]

[DarkEyeXI: ...I really hope she hasn't met us...]

[Road2Queen: What in the world were you all doing today...?]

[Sweetkat06: Girl talk at Leblanc. Er, more like chatting and snacking really.]

[Negative8Degrees: It was quite the stimulating conversation. By the way, what wedding dress would you like?]

[Road2Queen: What?]

[TheWildJ0ker: Ignore her. A few of her beliefs are still in the Showa era.]

[All4Painting: So, she's completed her objective for the day.]

[Sweetkat06: Next up is practice going out in front of people.]

[Alibaba9: I still haven't accepted such new parameters.]

[Sweetkat06: You'll be fine.]

[SushiRoll23: Hai! Me and Akira-kun will be with you all day tomorrow so don't worry about anything!]

[Alibaba9: Thanks for the help.]

[Negative8Degrees: Still. Ryuji is right in that we're getting more popular. Have any of you seen the Phan-site lately?]

[SushiRoll23: I can't. Too much traffic.]

[Alibaba9: The admin needs to rent a new server.]

[DarkEyeXI: Is...that a good thing?]

[TheWildJ0ker: Mishima will send me any important requests my way. We're good on that front.]

[TheWildJ0ker: Let's just let the hype cool down a little before we think about making another move.]

[FireGirl20: As well as not letting the fame go to our heads.]

[Shut7heFUp: What?]

[DarkEyeXI: Where did that come from?]

[FireGirl20: Just wanted to warn you guys. One of my friends told me it might lead to the Phantom Thieves' downfall.]

[Shut7heFUp: Come on Homura, you're just being paranoid. Come on, enjoy that people are actually believin' in us now.]

[SushiRoll23: Yeah, Homu-neechan! People are standing up for themselves now!]

[Negative8Degrees: It is good advice though.]

[DarkEyeXI: As long as people don't swarm us...]

[TheWildJ0ker: We'll keep it in mind.]

"Lady Homura is right though." Morgana admitted.

"I know." Akira got out with a nod of agreement. "Hope everyone keeps their heads screwed on." He then added.

"I'm a little worried about Ryuji..." Morgana soon frowned, recalling the text. "But it shouldn't be too much of a problem as long as we keep an eye on him. Can't let that lughead get a big skull too." He then chuckled.

"Yep." Akira replied with another nod of agreement. "It's getting late, Morgana. You should head for bed soon. I'll make sure to come home before the last train goes."

"You know, you haven't been taking me with you lately."

"Huh?" Akira got out in confusion. "Oh, I just thought you'd enjoy summer a little more if I wasn't with you all the time. I'll let Hifumi pet you if you want." He then stated and offered.

"No, it's fine." Morgana responded as he shook his head. "Go have fun, Joker." He then requested.

"Alright. Good night, Morgana." Akira eventually responded with a nod, rubbing the not cat's head one more time before heading out.

Morgana sighed as he curled up into a ball. "Good night..." He muttered to himself before closing his eyes.

Save Game…Quit!

Asuka/Yin's Social Stats:

Leadership- Mastermind (Level 4)

Knowledge- Professor (Level 4)

Proficiency- Masterful (Level 4)

Diligence- Thorough (Level 4)

Courage- Daring (Level 4)

Homura/Yang's Development Stats:

Maturity- Adult (Level 4)

Knowledge- Professor (Level 4)

Femininity- Natural (Level 4)

Elegance- Gentlewoman (Level 4)

Understanding- Motherly (Level 4)

Whew! Done! KINGDOM HEARTS 4. Sorry, was it obvious I like Kingdom Hearts?

UknownHero signing off, my friends!