3 days later...

July 14th, 19:30

'Not again.' Touma thought to himself as he ran across the street and into the alley. Being constantly chased around the city by delinquents has made Touma very knowledgeable about which alley was safe, and which was not. For an unlucky guy like Touma, knowing the safest route back home through the alleyways, makes the difference between life, or death.

As he arrived he saw 6 guys surrounding a boy and a girl, both looking of college age. The boy was taller than most of the thugs there, and was protecting the girl behind him.

"Look man, we just want to leave. We don't want any trouble."

"Trouble? Oh no, no no no, no trouble at all. But if you give me you and your lady's wallets, maybe we can let you go in one piece."

"Is that a threat? Because I'm not intimidated by pathetic scum like you."

"Hehehehe... you're gonna regret saying that, motherfu-" He was interrupted by Touma, who tackled him away from the duo. The duo, and the gand were shocked by this turn of events, though the duo were relieved.

"Why you little- what are you all waiting for, get that sonuvabitch!!!" The leader exclaims to his goons. They all ganged up on Touma, who is all alone at their mercy.

The first goon threw a wild haymaker at Touma, who only ducked his head down, the haymaker connecting to another goon who was sneaking behind Touma. Touma then uppercuts the goon, knocking him out in one punch. He then looks behind him, to see a larger goon charge towards him. The goon tackles him, and tries to pin him to the ground. However, unfortunately for him, the boy was stronger for his size. The boy puts his arm around the goon's head, locking it it place, and slams the goon's face on the concrete behind. 'Too close,' Touma thought.

He looked to see the last two goons, who were stood in panic. Touma walks towards them, as if to dare them, only for the two to run away from the boy.

After taking the unconscious thugs to somewhere safe he turned around to look at the duo, who looked at him with awe and fear. "Are you guys ok? You're not hurt badly, aren't you?" He asked them.

"N-no, we're ok. Thanks to you. Although we could've had them without your help," the boy stated as he lifted a couple of cans from the ground.

"Uh-huh well who knows what could've happened if I hadn't interfered."

"Hmm. Anyway this is Mirai, my cousin. I'm Kaito. We tried to walk through this alleyway because we thought this was a shortcut to our destination."

"I see, where were you guys going originally before you got attacked?"

"Joseph's."

Kamijou sighed. "Then you got the wrong way to go," he said as he explained where the correct way to Joseph's was (as it turned out there was a second path to the left of where the two missed, and the path they went on led to a dead end).

"Well, that's very embarrassing. Thanks for the help. This time I meant it," Kaito offered his gratitude.

"No need to thank me, just doing what-", he couldn't finish his sentence, when he pulled the two out of the wall they were leaning on, as spikes shot out of it. Touma turned his head to his left, as he saw one of the goons place his hand on the wall. It didn't take a second for Touma to guess what happened.

"Man, that Level Upper shit really worked, now no one can stand in my way! I'll fucking kill anyone who tries to mess with me! Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!"

"Look, man, you don't wanna do this. Don't do anything you'll regret later."

The esper responded by sending more spikes towards the trio. Touma grabs the 2 students, as he leaps up the building. He then throws them up the building as hard as he could, seeing them pop their heads out of the ledge made him happy for a few seconds before he dodged a wave of spikes.

"Stay still you fucker!!!"

"If I did that you're going to kill me dumbass!!"

"All the more reason to stay still!!!" The esper created lots of spikes at Touma, the latter trying his best to dodge all of them.

He felt it. The alarms in his head were going overdrive making him perform maneuvers and freerunning all over the alley. 3 days of fighting thugs has considerably improved his fighting skills and his abilities, especially his... what should he call it? Future Voice? Pre-Alarm? Something that rolls off the tongue easily. ...Eh whatever he'll think about it after this.

The empowered thug however, was shocked at how the boy had managed to dodge all his attacks. The boy seemed to dance around them, as if he was a circus performer. Then, an idea came to mind.

"Playtime's over kid. The real show is about to start." He sported a wicked grin. With a roar he places all his limbs onto every side of the alley-

JUMP!

Touma jumps up in the air, as dozens of spikes about the size of traffic lights surround him. If it weren't for his warning sense he would've been skewered.

"Goddamnit!!! What the fuck are you!? You keep dodging and weaving all over my attacks! Why are you still fucking alive!?"

"Buddy... I have no idea." Was Touma's succinct response.

The thug continues assaulting Touma with spikes. Touma dodged left and right. Jumping and ducking.

He jumped far back into the alley, a considerable distance away from the esper. "Do you think you being there will make things easy for you? THINK AGAIN ASSHOLE!!!" As he roared he stomped the ground beneath him, summoning millions of spikes towards the boy. Touma didn't let up however. He charged straight to the esper, dodging all the spikes in his way, and smashing some of them with his inhuman strength.

"If you think you can just torment innocent people for kicks..." More spikes. "If you really believe your selfishness won't go unpunished..." The esper roared once more, about to summon thousands of spikes towards him. Touma jumped in the air at a high speed. He raises his fist... pulls back and...

"THEN I'LL SHATTER YOUR FUCKING ILLUSIONS!!!" Touma roared, releasing his fist towards the esper and knocking him out cold.

The battle was over. The victor has been decided. Touma didn't celebrate early. As he heard the esper let out a psychotic laugh.

"Hah...hah...don't think...hah...for a...goddamn...second...wheeze...that...you won this..." He never finished as he fell unconscious. Touma didn't stay long, as he heard sirens from afar. It was his cue to leave.

The Anti-Skill officers came into the scene arresting all the thugs and the esper who was with them. Kaito and Mirai were being interrogated. He told them everything about what happened today. Especially about the boy who saved them.

"Could you describe their looks? Hair, eyes, nose, anything we need to know about him."

"Can't say. He doesn't look like anybody I can recognize."

"Like a NPC." Mirai added.

"Great. Another one. And lemme guess he has spiky black hair."

"Y-yeah he has. I think."

Kuroko left the two alone to Anti-Skill and went to her superior Konori to report on what the victims said.

"The same guy? This is the 67th time this happened. Whoever this man is, we can't let him do this any longer. We don't want any vigilantes causing more trouble." Konori said. Kuroko absently nodded, looking off into space, which Konori noticed. "Is something wrong Kuroko?"

"I'm thinking, what if this vigilante was the same guy who saved Uiharu and Saten 3 days ago? I mean the limited descriptions match. It makes sense."

"We can't go off into theories Kuroko. It could be just a coincidence."

"I hope you're right. Because this is becoming a very diffcult case to crack."

Both girls sighed. "Things just get crazier and crazier by the minute."

"Haaaaah... what a hectic day..." Touma sighed to himself. "I finally got my homework done. And now I'm stuck walking outside with nothing to do, and talking to myself." A few moments he saw somebody drop their bag. He ran towards them trying to help them out. "Hey there, you need any help?"

The girl was on the ground, picking up... what looks to be a bunch of remote controls- weird- before looking at Touma, who was helping him out. He was unaware of the look she was giving him. After a while Touma gathered all the fallen remote controls and put her in the bag, which strap was snapped. Touma turned to the owner of the bag.

His heart had skipped a beat.

She looked to be around the same age as him, even though she wore the same uniform a certain brown haired temperamental girl wore. White stockings covered her creamy white legs, and her arms were covered by gloves, color and material the same as the stockings. She had long blonde hair which reached to her thighs. Her short skirt, coupled with her stockings, only emphasized her rather voluminous thighs, and her curvaceous figure (he noticed how her uniform seemed to emphasize her large... mounds of land).

But those weren't the first things he noticed about the girl. Her milky white face, small cute nose, and her golden sparkling eyes were the first things he noticed about her. And he can't help but notice that no matter how cloudy the day was her eyes continued to sparkle like glitter.

Or were there actual stars in her pupils? Anyway it didn't really matter.

She was, without a doubt...

'Beautiful,' he thought to himself.

"U-Um," the honey blonde girl spoke for the first time, dragging Touma's consciousness out of his internal ramblings.

He shook his head, and he spoke to the girl. "Oh sorry. H-Here you go, got all your remotes. You better fix that sling bag of yours next time maam. ...Uh, miss?"

The girl stood still for a few moments before she shook her head. "O-Oh yes thank you for helping me there. I appreciate your help."

"Don't mention it miss, I'm just happy to help. I'm off then, have a nice day!" He said as he walked off. Buthe girl reached out to him grabbing his uniform, stopping him. "I-Is there something wrong miss?" He asked.

The girl stared at him for a few minutes, before letting go of his shirt. "I'm sorry, I thought you looked a bit familiar. It's rather silly of me, sorry about that," said the girl to Touma.

"Uh okay. I'll uh, I'll get going now. Take care of yourself now ok?" He waved to her as he left. The girl waved back at him.

"My prince..." she murmured. Just then, another girl, her long purple hair styled in ringlets, approached the blonde. "Madam the girls are waiting for you. ...Madam? What happened to your bag?" The ringlet girl asked her.

"Hmm?" The blonde turned to the ringlet girl. She looked over her bag. "Silly old thing," she giggled. "I better buy a new bag right now Miss Junko. I don't want to keep carrying it all by itself."

"Oh right, well we can take a detour to the Shopping District before we go back, then afterwards we could..." Junko's words faded out as the blonde looked over where Touma ran off to.

She smiled sadly before departing with Junko.

Touma couldn't remember what he did a few hours ago. He could've sworn he had done something before he got into this situation. After all his Touma-Sense somehow acted out whenever he tried to remember it. As if it's trying to tell him something. 'Eh, probably not important.' He decided to do some grocery shopping later on. 'Better buy some for dinner later.'

Walking for sometime around an incline he saw a convenience store nearby. He squinted to get a closer look, and he could make out a slight promo which said that a certain brand of black coffee has got a discount of around 20% of the original price.

"With my money I could buy a dozen of those," Touma mumbled. "I'm very wary of this type of fortune, after all as my misfortune dictates for every fortune there is a disporportionate and opposite misfortune."

"Hmm, where is it... seriously where did it go..." A woman's voice nearby caught his attention.

He looked around to see a woman standing around the area looking around, her hand to her chin as if she was thinking of something. He walked over hoping to help her out. "Hey maam, are you alright? Do you need help with something?"

"I don't know where I parked my car. That's strange, I could've sworn I've put it in there. Or did I?" She said to herself. She seemed to be unaware of his presence, since she jumped back the second she saw him. "Who are you?"

"The guy helping you out in finding your car," he said half-jokingly. She stared at him for a few minutes.

"I don't know where was the parking lot in which I parked my car at. I've been looking for hours." She told him nonchalantly nearly causing Touma to comically fall. Clearing his throat, Touma put his finger under his chin, thinking.

"Hmmm... well do you remember any landmarks or something near the lot?" He asked, to which she replied that there was a crosswalk near it. "That doesn't really help out a lot."

"Hey you!" He turned to see how called him out, only to see a certain bugzapper looking at him.

"Oh hey there Bugzapper, fancy meeting you here!"

"My name is Mikoto Misaka, idiot, and today's the day I get to settle my score with you!"

"Oh, does that mean you have some time to spare?"

"Plenty of time to beat you, if that's what you're asking."

"Well that's nice, but could you instead use that to help her find her car instead?"

"Yeah, it just seems to run away the moment I take my eyes off the damn thing."

"...what?"

"Look I got somewhere to go, so if you could take my place and help me out, it'd be very much appreciated."

"Are you serious?! I haven't seen you for 2 weeks, and now you're just gonna brush me off!? There is no way I'm letting this opportunity pass, so give up now and face...f-fa..." Zapper stopped talking, and looked to her right blushing.

"Zapper? What's going o-" Touma turned to where she was looking, finding himself do a double take at what he was seeing: a shirtless woman, her pink bra the only thing keeping her modesty intact.

"What in the world are you doing?! You can't just remove your clothes in public!!! There's a guy in front of you, for crying out loud!!!!" Zapper angrily scolded the woman.

"But it's so hot..."

"P-please p-put your s-s-shirt on!!" He hurriedly said, grabbing the woman's shirt and holding it in front of her. Unfortunately for him, a crowd gathered around them, and accused the young spiky haired teen of being a pervert, a molester, or worse, much to his dismay. Seeing this he did the one thing he knew how to deal with this situation...

He dropped the shirt and ran away, leaving the two girls alone together. 'I'm not sticking around to see what happens next!!!'

After 15 minutes he stopped running, finding himself in a place filled with dormitories and vending machines. A couple of high school boys and girls walked along the street, some of them conversing with each other the others just walking silently, all of them were doing different things but were unconsciously united in their ignorance of the unlucky Kamijou's problems

"How long did I keep running? I hope I lost their track, I don't want anyone chasing after me with fireballs and laser beams," he rambled to himself. Given his misfortune it was bound to happen. He sighed to himself.

"I'm never going to get that half-price coffee." Sulking and hunching his back he walks off to parts unknown.

A moment later he feels a tingling sensation from the back of his neck, which put him on guard.

"Trouble," he thought to himself as he ran off to where the commotion had started.

Entering into a narrow alleyway he jumped over broken glass bottles, overturned bicycles and decayed air conditioners, before arriving to his intended destination.

"Not again," he groaned as he got there. He saw a large man standing in front of the two girls looking over a group of delinquents, who Touma thought were the ones surrounding the girls. The man looked to be tall, towering over the girls. He had red wavy hair, and wore a leather jacket.

"Get outta the way asshole!! You know what's good for ya, better walk away!!!"

"Well that is something I can't abide to, not when a bunch of good-for-nothing scum are doing terrible things to two beautiful women."

"I'll cut out your tongue pretty boy!!!" One of the delinquents brandished a knife, and charged at the lone man. Touma was about to charge into the fight to help the man out, until he heard a loud thud. As he looked up he saw the knife thug sprawled onto the wall, a bootmark on his face. The gang, the girls and Touma were all stunned by how effortlessly he was taken down by the man.

"Now then," the man says, cracking his knuckles. "Who's next?"

The delinquents only stood there for minutes, until one of them pulled out a gun and pointed it at him. "Don't think you're all hot shit asshole!!!" The thug pulled the trigger-

-the thug was knocked out by the man the moment he was about to pull the trigger. The man rushed towards the delinquents, beating them all up into submission.

A fist to the jaw.

A kick to the groin.

An elbow to the gut.

By the time he finished twenty thugs laid in the cold hard ground, knocked out.

"Well that seems to be all of them. Hey girls are you okay?"

"Y-yes we're okay, thank you for saving us. How can we repay you?"

"No need. The safety to 2 beautiful girls such as yourself is payment enough," the man smoothly said to the girls, causing the girls to blush, to Touma's dismay.

"Dammit, why can't I be like that?!" He muttered to himself, despite his disdain, he starts to leave, content that someone has saved the girls-

'SHITSTICKS!' Touma brought his wrist foward, and released a line of web towards the thug's back, then pulling him towards the ground, knocking the thug out as he hit his head on the ground.

Touma found himself being noticed by Leatherjacket glaring at him, and the girls followed suit, eyeing him with suspicion.

"I don't want any trouble, I just came here because I heard someone fighting," he quickly explained to the man. Luckily the man brought down his guard, and merely walked out of the alley but not before nodding at the girls. Touma quickly called Judgement to deal with the delinquents and waited for them with the girls.

As he ran out of the alley after he sensed the presence of a certain pigtailed character, he went inside the store preparing to buy his daily essential nutrition.

"Great, some asshole took all of my favorite brand of coffee. What rotten luck." Touma got a tray of eggs and vegetables for dinner, and was about to reach the counter until he bumped into somebody.

"Oh sorry about that, are you o-"

"It's alright kid, I wasn't aware of-"

Both men looked at each other in recognition.

"You?!" Both exclaimed in unison.

"I gotta say, that trick you did, that was pretty cool looking, if not really unorthodox if you tell me. "

"You think so?"

"Yeah, never saw anyone spew out that sticky thing you shot out. Never seen that power before."

"Yeah, but it isn't that useful or anything. Like if a fire esper heated up the web I'd be toast. No pun intended."

"Well, if it weren't for you I'd end up in the hospital, and my budget can't afford to pay off my bills. Thank you."

"No need to thank me, I'm just happy to help." Touma then notice the man open a carton of milk, and drank it up. "Musashino milk huh?"

"Hehe, yep, after all, when it comes to milk, it's gotta be Musashino-"

"Gotta be Musashino, yeah I've heard the slogan many times man," Touma laughed.

Stopping at a three-road junction, both men shook hands. "See you around kid. Hope to see you again, Mr..."

"Kamijou, Touma Kamijou."

"Wataru Kurozuma." And with that, both men go on their separate ways.

He started to walk back to his dorm, happy with his stroke of good luck. But it never lasted someone bumped into him accidentally, and the handle on the plastic bag snapped, dropping the tray of eggs he was hoping he could make into an omelette. The other food stuff didn't fare any better as the vegetables were sprawled on the ground.

He lamented the death of his dinner, complaining the unfairness of their untimely demise. His grief was inpalpable

Hearing footsteps behind him, he turned around to see a certain electric princess.

Hell and chaos ensued as the night filled with sounds of thunder and indignant arguments.

In a dark room, a single boy sat in front of a computer, wearing earphones. The monitor only had a single window open, which said, 'AUDIO FILE', in white bold letters, surrounded by a black void.

The boy's grin grew larger and larger, as static began to fill his head...

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