Omake 1: Hothead

Credit: My friend Elise

Spoils: Up to Chapter 11.

Characters: Shino Gitsune, Chiaki Katsuya, Yuji Fujita

"So, how is Chiaki?"

Shino blinked slowly. "You could just go and ask her yourself." When Yuji didn't reply, she just shook her head. "Geez. Boys… I wonder what it'll take to get you to open your mouth and communicate." Her eyes rolled back as she thought about what she had heard about.

"Ahhhh! Ahhh!" An Obelisk Force member ran through the corridor. "The prisoners poured hot sauce in my eyes!" A few other Obelisk Force members grabbed him, trying to get him to calm down.

"Do they have a lot of it?" Another asked, sounding panicked. "How'd they get hot sauce?"

"They have a whole bottle—they somehow shot it right out of the window!"

Shino whistled, rolling by, totally not smuggling more hot sauce to the East Tower.

"She's, uh…"

"They got the lock open!"

"How? It's an electronic lock!"

"They, uh… set it on fire. It exploded." The Professor just stared at the person providing the report, who couldn't even keep a straight face. It was a ridiculous story.

"How did they set metal on fire?"

"Managing…"

The Professor was giving a briefing, with Ryo, Yuri and Shino being present at the side. All of a sudden, an object flew right through the window, smacking the Professor right in the face. It was an incredible show of aim, and simultaneously, everyone there fought not to laugh.

The Professor picked up the object—an eraser. Had it been flung over here by the slingshot that Shino had snuck in? Nice. He read off the word that had been written on it. ""Yomama"? What's that?"

The entire room was suddenly filled with stifled gasps. The Professor repeated the word, and Shino saw everyone straining against the urge to complete the joke.

It was a divine imperative.

One of the Obelisk Force cracked first. "YO MAMA—"

"Fine?" Shino finished, sounding more like she was asking a question.

"That's good," Yuji said, completely serious, and he walked off.

Once he did, Shino dissolved into giggles.

Well, she's still miserable, but at the very least, she's clearly taking the chance to strike out.

Maybe you should learn from her, Yuji-kun.

Sometimes, even if it seems risky, rebelling is the only way to feel satisfied with yourself.

Omake 2: "Email Filter"

Credit: My friend, Elise

Spoils: No spoilers

Characters: Miharu Kogami, Yuno Sugisaki

"You have a stalker," Miharu said, staring at the screen that Yuno was currently looking at. A bunch of emails, all from various different email addresses. All of them confessing their love for Boundless Sea, and describing in vivid detail (a bit too vivid, if Miharu could be frank) how handsome they thought Boundless Sea was.

Yes, Boundless Sea. As in, the generic VRAINS avatar that Yuno had barely edited at all.

"I keep blocking the emails, but they keep coming back," Yuno said, slightly annoyed. "It's not like they know who I am in real life, so it shouldn't matter… but I really don't want to deal with this."

"Lend me your account," Miharu said, her face betraying no emotion. "I can fix that for you."

Oh, she was probably going to set up a filter to block the emails. He really should've gone to her earlier, considering her prodigious coding skills.

"Thanks, Miharu," he said, beaming. He'd leave it in her capable hands.

— — — —

"Hey, Miharu, thanks for the filter you set up!" Yuno said cheerfully. "I haven't received any of those emails in a while."

Miharu stared at him, blinking slowly. "Filter?"

"The… filter you set up? To stop the emails from reaching me?"

Miharu blinked again.

"What did you do to stop the emails then?"

"Tracked the person's IP address, and used it to figure out their location in real life," Miharu said calmly. Seemingly not noticing Yuno's growing horror, she continued to talk. "Found their identity, and figured out all of their social media accounts. Locked them out of all social media, before sending a letter directly to their house telling them that I would doxx them across all platforms if they carried on sending emails that made you uncomfortable."

She turned to Yuno.

"What did you think I was going to do? They were upsetting you. Yuno?"

— — — —

"And like, it's sweet," Boundless Sea said to Blue Angel, who was just sitting there, looking amused. "But like, how do I tell her that there was no need to be that extreme? There are plenty of people who do weird stuff like that. I just ignore it, normally. But Miharu sees it as a big threat to my safety, so she's kind of doing what she thinks is the most logical thing."

"That's the thing with geniuses," Blue Angel said, sounding rather sympathetic. "They tend to skip several steps in their logic processes. My best friend is a little like that too."

She patted his shoulder. They both sat there in commiseration.

Omake 3: Yuri Makes Friends

Credit: My friend, Elise

Spoils: Up to Chapter 17.

Characters: Yuri, Yuji Fujita

"And he just keeps ignoring me," Yuri complained to his garden, even as he carefully trimmed one of the plants. "I know I technically attacked his best friend and kidnapped the two of them, and I've been mocking him the entire time that he's been here, but what did I do wrong?"

The plants did not reply. Yuri carried on complaining.

"Really, I also mock Dennis all the time, but you don't see him running away from me. Meanwhile, I swear I saw that guy jump out of a window the other day…"

(Yuji had actually just stepped on the window sill and climbed down to the floor below, but Yuri was technically correct.)

"What should I do?" Yuri sighed. "Really, people should just be more like you guys. You're good listeners."

A flower seemed to go slightly straighter at the words.

"… that's it!" Yuri snapped his fingers. "I know just how to make friends!"

— — — —

The school nurse, the Professor and Shino, who was there for some reason, all shot Yuri disapproving looks.

"Listen," Yuri said, before he was interrupted by a loud sneeze from behind him. "I did not know he had an allergy to pollen." Another sneeze. "This is really his fault for not telling me, if you think about it."

Yuji coughed from the bed. "I'm not allergic to pollen. You just smothered my face in a hundred flowers in my sleep!…"

"So yes, I'm glad we agree it's your fault."

"Fuck you…"

Three people facepalmed.

"But hey, I guess this is karma."

Yuji raised an eyebrow, turned over and threw up on Yuri's shoes. Yuri shrieked.

(It would later be said that the nurse's office was cursed. After all, no human could possibly reach such a high pitch.)