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Beta by Slothful and Old man of the mountain
Chapter 2: The Fallen
I bite into my sandwich, tasting the cold pork, cabbage, and tonkatsu sauce as I swipe my phone, not worrying about getting caught with my phone by a teacher as I'm eating on the roof, reading post after post on a popular message board that everyone in the school uses. It's much like Discord, where people don't use their real names and instead use tag names.
I need to research this world because, for all I know, I might run into Tatsumaki or Saitama. Thankfully, there are no postings about flying green-haired women flashing people or bald men who can destroy a mountain with a sneeze. But I do get an answer as to why the name of the Oden shop sounds familiar.
Rizu Ogata, one of the five main heroines of We Never Learn, is in this world.
I wished I could have learned this fact without reading post after post about the Great Breasts Discussion, where people discuss who has the best tits in the school between Rias, Akeno, and Rizu.
So far, Rizu is winning due to her already large breasts looking more prominent due to her short height.
And don't get me started on the War Between Assets, where people debate if ass or tits are better.
I wonder how many of these posts were made by boys who frowned at Preverted Trio's actions to only talk online about how they wish to shove their faces into, in their words, Rizu's milkers or have Fumino sit on their faces. People always hide their true selves in public to fit in society and only reveal their true character under the mask of anonymity that the internet provides. Otherwise, none of these would be saying things that they are here, let alone posting pictures.
I am concerned with how one user, TheDealer, can take such photos. Several are in the girls' locker room, showing countless girls in their underwear, upskirt shots, and even videos. How they managed to do that and not get caught is quite worrying.
But considering I'm a total nobody and a guy, my privacy isn't in any real danger.
I learned two more things through my research, though. One is that Nariyuki, the protagonist of We Never Learn, isn't enrolled here. It's up to debate if Nariyuki was never born or if he simply goes to a different school, but the fact stands that he isn't here. The second thing is I learned about the existence of another person I know of, Chisaki Miyazaki, who isn't a character from We Never Learn or DxD but is from Yuuna and the Haunted Hot Springs.
Sagiri Ameno and Yaya Fushiguro are also here, but there hasn't been a mention of Kogarashi Fuyuzora, the protagonist of his show. Could he be like Nariyuki and doesn't exist/go somewhere else, or has he not transferred to Kuoh yet? Only time will tell, but for some reason, I doubt Kogarashi will come. And that's a shame, as I would prefer him or Nariyuki over Issei. However, dealing with three harem protagonists in one school sounds like a recipe for a disaster.
I heard the bell signaling the end of lunch. I got up from my spot and dusted off my pants. I better get back to my classroom before I'm late. While I'm positive my teachers wouldn't notice my absence, I won't be able to escape my uncle and parents' wrath if my grades fall because I decided to skip classes. Not that my grades were anything special. They were average at best. But that's how the Original wanted them to be.
I'm starting to think this guy took notes on how to be Yoshikage Kira from Jojo without being a killer who likes hands.
The original Ren would blend into crowds and not stand out. He would hide his intelligence with mediocre test scores. Ren won't make any friends but would make himself useful to others to not be a target of someone's harassment. He even took account of his posture! All of it so that he can forge the identity of a completely forgettable high school student.
It's pretty scary when you think about it.
But this isn't the time to compare the original Ren to a serial killer from a manga full of punchy ghosts. I need to return to class.
But just as I was about to, a blue LDS screen appeared.
Demon Overrun
Demons of all shapes and sizes have invaded Kuoh! Prove your demon summoner skills and minimize the damage.
Objective: Slay ten low-class demon
Reward: One random magic tome
Bonus Objective #1: ?
Reward: ?
Bonus Objective #2: ?
Reward: ?
I rubbed my eyes, hoping that my eyes were playing tricks on me, but no, it was real.
"Shit," I whisper to myself. "Shit. Shit. Shit! Shit! SHIT!" I scream, kicking the door to the stairway. What I'm doing is immature, but I can't help it. And the wording of the text didn't fly over my head. I'm going to minimize the damage, not prevent it. Something terrible is guaranteed to happen. It's just a question of how bad.
At best, only Rias and Sona will learn about the existence of demons. I don't want that to happen, as there is the risk of them learning my secret. It's far better than if anyone in Kuoh realized that demons are real.
A demon's power and how strongly people believe them are the same. Or rather, the belief that the demon takes shape from.
Years ago, there were demons based on the Kuchisake-onna, or the slit-mouthed woman, and Jinmenken, the dog with the face of a human, but they faded away after the belief of their myths waned. Then, there is the Night Stalker, a demon born because of the actions of Richard Ramirez, causing people to fear each other, suspecting their intentions.
If people learn that demons exist, there's no telling of the destruction they would cause. And gods forbid something happening to Rias or Sona. If people discover that the supernatural exists, and in turn, those gods exist, the demons who took those forms will be almost unstoppable.
But how do I leave school? I doubt I can simply walk out through the front gate. Just because I lack presence doesn't mean I'm invisible after all. I can't climb the brick walls surrounding the school with my skinny arms. Perhaps I have a skill that can solve this problem.
I opened the skills menu, seeing what spells and skills Ren had cultivated over the years before I took over. Some elemental magic, healing magic, spells that empower my allies and me, and hexes that weaken my enemies. Joy. I multi-class in Summoner, druid, and white mage. I'm the most fearsome of mages in the world. However, I did find just what I needed.
I pull out my phone, open a unique app, and scroll to what I want, causing a strange seed to spawn from my smartphone. How is this possible? Years of hard work on improving the COMP system and researching interdimensional storage.
The COMP was the first weapon created to fight against the demons, as it birthed the Demon Summoning Program and allowed us to fuse weaker demons to form a far stronger one. Of course, we no longer use the original COMP as it was a bulky arm computer with a wired earpiece due to demons speaking in an alien language when they first appeared. But just as the demons evolved to speak our language, we refined the COMP to how it is now, a simple but powerful program you can install onto your smartphone.
The interdimensional storage, or as other summoners call it, the Item Box, was developed to help support summoners that take on long-term missions and be ready should they encounter a rouge demon. You can carry a crazy amount of stuff as it turns items into data. How does it do that? I'm not sure. The original Ren had researched the Item Box and Demon Programming System for years and never found anything. All I can say is that they are incredible products of programming and engineering.
The item box is much like my inventory but with one critical weakness: someone could hack into the item box and steal the items within. It's unlikely to happen, but it's still possible, so I might move some of my stuff into my inventory when I'm free. My stuff is mine.
I hold up the seed I summon, causing a blue LDS screen to pop up.
[Mandrake seed] - A seed of a Mandragora plant. These poisonous seeds can cause nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, and hallucinations if ingested.
I can't believe that I'm honestly considering poisoning myself. But it's probably the best way for me to leave school without raising too much suspension. Japanese schools are brutal with how much pressure they place on students and their test scores. I believe there is even a cram school with a disturbingly high suicide rate in town. So, my becoming ill due to stress wouldn't raise an eyebrow. And it isn't as if I'll be sick for long once I'm out of school. I will down a detox potion and be back to normal.
That doesn't mean I like this plan. But again, this might be the best way for me to leave school. I will need to buy some street clothes once I'm out. I can't have an attendance officer stopping me every five minutes.
I summon a few more seeds to help quicken the effects of the poison. Steeling my resolve, I shove the handful of seeds into my mouth. The taste is horrible. It tastes like raw coriander but has this sickly sweet flavor to it. I'm already starting to feel sick from the taste as I start gagging. But I can't throw up right now. I need a teacher to see me like this.
I want to hope today can't get any worse than this, but I know better than to challenge Murphy. Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.
I can only hope that nobody important gets involved in this.
{Mittelt's P.O.V. - forty minutes later}
What the hell are these things?! I was minding my own business, thinking about what snacks I should buy, and decided to take a quick shortcut through an abandoned painting factory to save some time, only to be jumped by a bunch of devils!
And when I said devils, I don't mean the human-looking with bat wings kind, but the cartoonish devils from the 1940s, pitchfork and all!
These things are tiny and annoying black imps with firey-red hair, large red eyes, golden horns and fangs, and wielding a golden pitchfork. Its black bat wings flip as its spade tail whips side to side.
I almost want to laugh. Imagine I would find a creature that looks more like a devil than an actual devil.
One of the imps made its move, lunging towards me, fork pose to stab. I sidestep the attack, thrusting a light spear into the imp, causing it to dissolve into blood-red particles. These imps might look scary, but they are pretty stupid. I can read their attacks perfectly. But it doesn't mean I'm completely safe. These things outnumber me twenty to one. The sole reason why they were not dogpiling me was because they knew one hit from my spear and they would die, and none of them were brave or stupid enough to sacrifice themself. So now, we are in a war of attrition. Either I wipe them out, or I will become too tired to fight back.
How do I get myself out of this situation? I can throw my spear and take one of them out from a distance, but as soon as I throw, the rest will swarm on me. It doesn't help that I don't have enough mana to make twenty spears. Maybe I can make throwing knives out of light magic, but I never thrown a knife or made anything smaller than a spear.
I teased Raynare and her lack of drive, but I'm no better myself. If I survive this, I will take training far more seriously.
The sound of broken glass rings out, causing the imps to turn towards the sound, some even moving away from me to back up their friends. I seize the opportunity, throwing my spear at one of the imps, the spear taking off its head, and quickly throwing two more spears to kill another two imps. Several imps turn back to face me, only to be struck by lightning, dissolving into red beads of light.
The imps start to panic, realizing they put themselves in a pincer situation. If they try to focus their attention on me, the unknown lightning user will attack, and if they focus on them, I will struck.
Their numbers drop like flies, from seventeen to seven, then seven to four. By the time the imps decided to make a move, there were only two left, both of which fell to a light spear and a bolt of lightning.
As the two remaining imps turn into orbs of red light, I look toward whoever helped me. It is a guy close to my age, probably a year or two older than me, with bushy black hair and thick-rimmed glasses. He is wearing a black sweatshirt and matching black sweatpants.
However, what catches my attention is the fairy sitting on his shoulder and what best can be described as a big cat made of lightning. Or it could be a massive weasel. It's hard to tell as it has only half a body and can't seem to stay still for more than two seconds.
A tense silence fills the air. Just because this guy saved me from the imps doesn't mean he has my best interest in mind.
I would be a fool to trust some guy I just met.
Who knows what he might be thinking?
{Ren's P.O.V.}
Why the hell is Mittelt here? Shouldn't she be at the rundown church waiting to die?
"Why did you help me?" Mittelt asks, her eyes giving me a judgemental glare.
"I-I didn't help you. I'm only here to kill demons." I stutter with my words.
I don't know if the stutter was because the original Ren has little to no experience talking to people who weren't his uncle or because I feel nervous around Mittelt. Also, the reason I'm tense around Mittelt is worrying.
If I'm feeling nervous because she was a threat that could kill me, then it would be understandable, but there is more than that.
When I first saw her, I thought she was cute. Very cute.
Her doll-like features and gothic-lolita dress help add to her cuteness.
But this isn't the time to check out a girl, especially when that girl is a fallen angel.
"I learned that Daemons were in the area, and they needed to be taken care of before they caused any real harm," I explain. "Though I'm wondering why is a fallen angel doing in devil territory."
"I could say the same to you, mage." Mittelt retort. "Devils love to add mages to their peerages, and seeing as you're not a devil's pet, you're not much different from me."
"I was born and raised here," I said casually. "Honestly, I don't care what your kind is up to under normal circumstances. But you're here in my town, and depending on what you have planned, you could drag the people of this town into your three-way war bullshit."
"For some reason, I think it is more that you don't want to be dragged into our conflict and not your town." Mittelt counters.
I didn't deny what she was saying, as she was correct. Outside of my uncle and Rex, I have no attachment to this town.
Mittelt sighs, placing her hands on her hips. "I'll tell you what, I owe you for helping me back there, so as long as you keep your nose out of our business, I promise I won't do anything to you." Mittelt said, emphasizing the 'I' in her promise.
I run my hand through my hair. It's probably the best deal I can get from this interaction.
"Fine. I have intention in getting mixed up in your business any-"
"Boss! Above us!" Pixie yells, causing me to look up and see a shadowy figure in the rafters.
And the figure attacks, lashing out a thick tendril at Mittelt.
Why Mittelt? Maybe because her light magic poses more of a threat to demons than I initially thought. And that means if I want an advantage against this new demon, I'll need Mittelt's help.
"Raijuu!" I yell, making the lightning-shaped animal fire bolts of lightning at the demon as a light green aura covers me, making me feel lighter than before.
[Accelerate] - Boost the target's agility for five minutes
The naming for the spell is shit, and I wonder why it isn't sukukaja, as it does the same thing, but it will have to do. I dash forward, tackling Mittelt to the ground as the tendril pierces the concrete. Though calling it a tendril would be inaccurate. What I was assuming to be a tendril was, in reality, a blueish viper. I follow the snake, seeing a familiar demon from all my times replaying Strange Journey.
Snake arms? Check. Loin head? Check. And the demon is riding on a horse with half of the side horse's body turning into another viper? Triple check.
"Get off of me!" Mittelt demands as she shoves me aside. No, Mittelt. I'm fine. Thanks for asking. And you're welcome for me saving your ass. "What the hell is that thing?" the blonde fallen asks, pointing at the demon fighting off Raijuu and Pixie.
"Orias," I answer, pulling out my phone and summoning arguably the mascots of the Shin Megami Tensei series as a little snowman with a blue cup and a floating pumpkin, wearing a cape and witch hat and holding a lantern, appears. "Jack Frost! Pyro Jack! Get in there!" I ordered.
"Sure thing, boss~! Hee Hoo~!" Jack Frost cheerily said as his Jack brother followed him, the two firing fireballs and spikes of ice.
"Orias?! As in one of the 72 Pillars?! That Orias?!" Mittelt's eyes widened. "That's impossible! The Orias clan went extinct after The Great War!"
The Orias clan is extinct? I need to research which pillars are alive and which ones are not. I will also need to be careful with summoning devil-based demons. I would be lucky if the devils just lynched me if they learned I could call their former leaders back from the dead and use them as tools.
"Technically, this isn't the Orias, and this thing is part of the Fallen race, but that hardly matters. What matters is it sees you as a threat, or at least your magic is. So if you want to live, you need to kill it." I explain.
"And how do you expect me to do that?! Even if that thing isn't a member of the Orias clan, it doesn't mean it would be easy to kill!" Mittelt complained. I understand where she is coming from, but it doesn't make it any less annoying.
"I, or rather my demons, will keep it distracted. You will sneak behind it and stub it with one of your spears." I explained the plan. "It isn't honorable. It's pretty cheap."
"I don't care about honor." Mittelt scuffs. "I'm not above fighting dirty. My life is worth more than my pride."
"For once, we agree." I chuckle, ruffling the fallen's hair.
Mittelt lets out a 'hey' and is about to swat my hand away but stops as she notices how she is glowing light green like I was earlier, but also light red, blue, and purple.
[Invigorate] - Boost the target's physical strength for five minutes
[Clarity] - Boost the target's magical power for five minutes
[Bulwark] - Boost the target's defensives for five minutes
Mittelt looks at her hands, balling her hands into fists a few times, testing her newfound strength.
"What did you do?" Mittelt asks.
"Tipping the scales into our favor. The powerup lasts five minutes, so don't waste too much time." I thrust my arm, targeting Orias. The loin-headed demon roars out in annoyance as his body begins to glow green, red, blue, and purple, but unlike Mittlet and me, his colors are far darker. It tried charging at the Jack Bros but was too slow as both brothers dodged the attack.
[Shackle Foe] - Lower the target's physical strength for five minutes
[Armor Corrosive] - Lower the target's defensives for five minutes
[Weighted Limbs] - Lower the target's agility for five minutes
[Clouded Mind] - Lower the target's magical power for five minutes
The rapid spells have left me a little drained, but I know this would improve our odds even more. "I weakened him, but just like your boost, it lasts only five minutes."
"Got it," Mittelt said, diving to the side and, more importantly, out of Orias's line of sight.
I pick myself up and run toward the horse-riding demon. I need to keep Orias's attention on my summons and me until Mittelt goes in for the kill, so I can't sit on my ass and do nothing. I say that, but all I'm doing is healing my demons and taking the occasional pod shot. After this, I need to get stronger. This world isn't kind to the weak under normal circumstances. Add Shin Megami Tensei into the mix, and I wouldn't be surprised if the apocalypse happens next week.
But because I was far from the heat of battle, I spotted Mittelt behind one of the large painting machines. She must be planning to backstab. I'm more surprised she didn't take the chance to run away. "Fall back and regroup!" I yell, making my demons retreat from the fight, with Orias giving chase.
That's right. Focus on us.
When Orias gave chase, Mittelt took the opportunity and came out of hiding, her spear ready to attack. The setup is perfect. Mittelt had her buffs while I debuffed Orias. Orias and horse's attention is on my demons and me. Orias himself is hurting from all the attacks that landed. Everything is perfect.
But, like in Shin Megami Tensei, everything can go to shit in a second.
I was so focused on the viper's arms that I forgot about the third viper, which replaced the horse's hind. It didn't launch a single attack throughout the fight, so it was easy to forget. But that doesn't excuse me or my lack of foresight.
The tail viper attacks Mittelt an-
Why the hell did it rip only her clothes?!
Mittelt's dress, bra, and panties were torn to shreds, leaving the frontside of her body completely exposed and giving me a full view of her petite breasts, peach-colored nipples, and hairless slit.
Why am I even focusing so much on her nude state?! Is it because I'm in a harem show, or is it because I'm a teenage boy and there are tits in front of me?! I'm in the middle of fighting a demon! Why is an ecchi show cliche happening now?!
My feelings of annoyance and anger evaporated and quickly replaced with fear.
While Mittelt and I were stunned by what happened, Orias showed his appreciation for Mittelt's attempt at a sneak attack by tearing open one of her sides.
I doubt the anatomy of a fallen angel is the same as a human's, but I'm positive that Orias tore out a chuck of Mittelt's lung with that attack.
However, what surprised me the most was that Mittelt stabbed Orias through his loin head despite her wound. How was she able to do it? Was the adrenaline coursing through vain made her believe the damage wasn't that bad? Or perhaps she simply wanted to bring the demon with her? Regardless of the why, Orias dissolves into tiny blood-red orbs of Magatsuhi as Mittelt falls to the ground.
I quickly ran over to the wounded fallen angel, almost throwing up at the sight of her injury.
I'm no doctor, but even I can tell the wound is fatal. If the blood loss doesn't kill Mittelt, then it would be by asphyxiation due to her damaged lung. I doubt my healing magic or potions could heal this level of damage by themselves, but maybe if I use them together? Can I even do it? My mana reserves are pretty drained, but if I drink a mana potion or three, I should be able to. I don't have much time, so I need to act now!
I reach into my pocket, grabbing my smartphone to summon all the potions I have in my Item Box.
Why are you doing this?
A voice rings in my head. What is that? Am I finally going crazy? No, I'm sure that the system would prevent it. Otherwise, I would have gone insane after the lab explosion. So what was that voice? Was it the original Ren? Me? Some third entity?
I don't have time for this! I need to save Mittelt now, or she wil-
Why do you have to save her life? You know she is going to die soon anyway.
A bizarre, ghostly chill runs down my spine.
You would gain nothing from saving her. If anything, saving has more risks than benefits. If Rias or Sona learns that you rescue a fallen angel, they will think you side with their enemy.
B-But if I don't do anything, then the remaining fallen angels will go after me!
No, they won't. And you know that. Viser is in town, and they would think a random stary killing her is far more likely than a demon. The chances of them realizing your involvement are unlikely. Very unlikely.
T-The chances aren't zero! Besides, I can't sit here and watch her di-
Just stop already. You're being pathetic.
What?
I know the real reason why you want to save her. It's because you want to be her knight in shining armor, the man who saves her from certain death, capturing her heart in the process.
…
Maybe you don't remember anything from your past life because there is nothing worth remembering. You may even have wished for something like this to happen. To be one of those isekai protagonists who get money, power, status, fame, and women with little to no effort.
…
You don't want to save her for some noble reason. And you know it.
Maybe you're right. I can simply walk away, leave Mittelt to die, and resume my new life in the shadows. It would be easier. Simpler if I do that. No battles against overpowered assholes. No dealing with stupid teenage romance bullshit. No having to deal with Issei and his annoying speeches about breasts. It would make things a lot easier.
But I can't.
I look at Mittelt, who is weakly groaning in pain, and the life in her eyes is slowly fading. I know that in my heart, I can't just leave her to die.
The voice might be right, that I'm only doing this because I want to be some stupid fairy tale prince. Or I'm just bloody stupid. But I will still save her.
Why? Because this is something I want to do, not the original Ren.
If I constantly base my actions on what would the original Ren do, how long until I start losing what little part of me I have left? Until I forget that I took over Ren's body and start believing I'm the real Ren.
The voice was right. My reasons are not noble in the slightest. If anything, they are incredibly selfish and moronic.
I'm doing this solely because it is something I would do. To remind myself of who I was.
I'm saving Mittelt because it's something that I would do.
I summon out a superior healing potion that my uncle gave me in case of emergency. Which this is, but I doubt this is what he meant.
I pull out the cork. "You owe me, big time," I said, pouring the potion into my mouth but not swallowing. Expecting Mittelt to be able to drink potions in her state is ridiculous. Sure, I can try to dump the elixir down her throat, but that runs the risk of her drowning instead, or she could choke on it and spit it up, which we can't afford right now as this is the only superior potion I have.
I gently lift Mittelt's head, locking my lips with hers, opening my mouth to let the potion flow down her throat as I cast my healing magic on her with my left hand.
The bitter taste of the potion, the copper taste of blood, and the faint hint of strawberry. The taste of Ren's, no, my first kiss.
{Issei's P.O.V.}
Today was amazing! Well, not really. I did get beaten up by the Kendo Club for peeping, which I didn't do because Motohama and Matsuda wouldn't let me have my turn, so I got beaten up for nothing! And to make matters worse, Kirisu-sensei made me stay after school as punishment!
It wouldn't have been too bad if she or Yumesaki-sensei were the ones keeping watch on students who had detention. But instead, I had to spend two hours scaping gum off tables while listening to some old fart about how 'the youth of Japan is pathetic' or how we will be the moral downfall of Japan.
I could have been watching Matsuda's new treasure! Sure, I was pissed at them abandoning me, but I'm willing to be the bigger man for the sake of boobs.
But now, that doesn't matter! And you know why? Because I got a girlfriend now~!
That's right! A girl asked me out! A cute girl at that!
Yuuma managed to turn my terrible day into one I will remember for the rest of my life!
Now I need to hurry home and start planning out my date! I saved some cash I planned to buy porn magazines with, but if I do well on the date, maybe Yuuma will let me touch hers! It's a small price to pay!
I ran home, excited for my date and to rub in Motohama and Matsuda's faces that I got a girlfriend before them. But because I was so focused on my date plans, I didn't realize someone was in front of me, running them over and causing us both to fall.
"I'm so sorry!" I quickly apologize, with my eyes shut, preparing myself to be yelled at for not watching where I was going. But instead of screams, I was answered by a light giggle, which sounded similar to bell chimes. I creak open an eye to see who I ran into.
She's beautiful.
I'm not saying Yuuma isn't beautiful, but her charms lean more into cute. This woman is the picture image of a mature beauty. Her body isn't as curvy as Yuuma's, but it helps add a sense of grace to the older woman. Her black hair is done in a pixie cut, giving a slightly youthful look. But the thing that draws me the most is hard to explain.
She has this aura of mystery. The longer I look at her, the harder it is to pull my eyes away.
"Are you going to help me up or stare at me all day?" the older woman teases, making my face burn hot from embarrassment.
I quickly pick myself up and help the woman I ran over to get back on her feet.
"I'm so sorry about that. I should have been watching where I was going." I apologize again.
"Oh. It's fine." the woman playful said. Her lips turn into a teasing smile. "However, I wonder if this is a new form of hitting on women. I believe it's a trend for people to run into their destined partner. Or at least, that's how it is on TV." The woman giggles.
"N-NO! It isn't like that!" I denied it, though a small part of me would like that to be the case.
The woman giggles again. "Calm down. Sorry, you are just too cute when teased." The woman said, making me blush and for my heart to skip a beat.
Is today my lucky day? First, I had a cute girl confess to me, and now I'm being teased by this beauty.
I know I just got a girlfriend, but I plan to become a harem king, and if Yuuma has been watching me from afar, she would know that! Right?
Steeling my resolve, I took a deep breath. "My name is Issei Hyoudou. Can I have your number?" I asked. Sorry, Yumma. But I can't let such a beauty get away without trying.
"My~. Aren't you a bold one?" the woman teases again. I began to dread that maybe I was pushing my luck too far. Idiot! You should have been happy just to get a girlfriend! Why do you think this woman would give her phone number to some kid that ran her over not five minutes ag-
"Sure." the woman said, pulling a small notebook and pen from her purse. The woman handed me the slip of paper, and I held it as if it were some priceless text. "Oh. And where are my manners?" The woman smiles, the evening sun right behind, giving a divine glow.
"My name is Yuriko Ririsu."
Author's Note
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