AMAZING.

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( emiko. )

   “Oh, hey there!” Emiko greeted loudly, a smile painted across her face as soon as the stranger had called out to her. Not that she ever wore any other expression other than a smile, believing in the ideal that it was the best accessory someone could wear. She was amused by the extravagent way the other talked, his formality eliciting a small giggle out of her before she introduced herself. By his accent and name, she could only assume he was from the same sort of area she grew up, before being pulled into Hiraeth. 

“My name’s Emiko – hey, you wouldn’t be familiar with ‘Japan’ would you?” She asked abruptly, excitement filling her words. She knew that some people preferred not to speak of their home worlds, but meeting someone with a familiar sounding name only served to remind her of her own home: and no matter how unwanted she felt there, she still missed the busy streets of Tokyo.

“Sorry if that was a little strange to ask! Is it okay if I call you Wataru~? Or would you prefer Hibiki?” She then asked, tilting her head curiously. “It’s been so long since I was back home, first names are just normal to me now.”

“Oyaa? Emiko -- what a lovely name! A pleasure to meet you, truly. As to answer your inquiry, I am from Japan. You, too, must be so?” Needless to say, it was intriguing to meet someone from his world he wasn’t already acquainted with. After all, being an idol and attending a school dedicated to raising you for the career, it wasn’t exactly a simple thing to go running around meeting new people.

He shakes his head, laughing softly. “Not strange at all.” And he’s good friends with the concept of eccentricism. “You may call me as you like! Wataru is fine, and I presume Emiko is fine with you?”

Her words pique his curiosity though, and his eyes widen in surprise. “How long have you been here, if I may ask?”

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( little one. )

    Midare smiled and nodded his head along with the professor, their leader’s rather boisterous voice almost echoing through the maze. He admittedly wished he was with Izu-nii-chan, but well, he won’t complain having a leader as equally beautiful of an idol as he is, anyways. Plus a cute, older woman. Now that’s a score.

    If only he had his body, well, his sword body, instead of this… rusted axe. There’s no way he could swing this around efficiently. At least he can do some close combat, and who knows, maybe he’ll come around to wielding an axe.

    Following the gaze of his leader, a creature catches his eye. Ah, something shiny? Maybe it’s jewelry? Or something pretty to keep? Maybe something to sell for some big bucks? He licks his lips, preparing to chase it down.

    “Let’s go, go~ I’ll chase it down as if it were Gotou, ufufu~!”

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After a bit of fruitless chasing, Wataru realizes it’d be best to try and trap it so one of them could snatch the creature up. So, with a sudden halt, he turns to look at the other two and points to the creature in the distance, sitting still as if to taunt them. “We should corner it, I believe. I often have to do this to get a member of my club from my world dragged to practice. As long as one of us catches it inevitably, we’ll be set, no?”

After saying so, he rushes at the animal, suddenly feinting to one side, tricking it to run towards the pink haired one of the group. He should really get their names later -- all he knew was that one was a teacher at the Academy.

“O--tto! Don’t let it get away, Teacher!” Wataru, despite how much he’d love to keep chasing, stays in place in case it comes running back his direction. “Angle it so that the little one can catch it!”

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ready, set, chase! -- @cutiepiekofuku && @wreckinghavoc.

With his prior crushing dissatisfaction for this role passing, Wataru’s fingers curl around the keyboard tightly enough for it to creak within his hands. But when he spins around to face his teammates, he is smiling wide as if this isn’t a horrible situation to be in. So the sound must have been a trick of the mind, hm? The mask has been slapped on, and he must perform his role to his best. What leadership characters has he played before...? He’ll mimic that.

With a grand sweep of his arms, he bows and pulls a rose for each member from his sleeve -- his powers may have been taken away, but Wataru was always prepared. “A pleasure to be acquainted with you both, despite our unsavory circumstances, yes? I am your very own team leader, Hibiki Wataru! And, though I usually play support, it’s been quite a time since I’ve played a main role so I am eager to succeed! I will not let you two down.”

That being said, he turns back around to face forward, eyes narrowing as he tries to focus and see if he can detect anything further off into the darkness. “I am certain we will come out of this trial stronger and proud! So, we ought to head forward and...”

His eyes catch sight of a small... creature? Definitely not something from Earth. But it’s scurrying around with something glittering in it’s mouth. Much too specific to be a coincidence, no? Wataru gets the feeling he should chase after it, and if he envisions the unidentified animal as Tomoya, then he should surely have the drive to capture it!

“And like a princess marked as a treat for an evil dragon to capture, that precious little animal will be our first target. Shall we not see what treasure lies in store for us within such tiny paws? Sparkling things... Ah, if only that child was here. Well then, I will be going ahead!” And then he’s bounding after it, hands outstretched and ready to pick it up come the chance to do so.

“Fuwahaha! Come, come! I’ll put you in a pretty dress, you know? Surely we can be good friends! Love spreads to all and leads to peace and peace leads to Amazing!”

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What a predicament to be in. Though Wataru was known for breaking the limits even on Earth and thus would be fine, he could not account for these teammates he knew nothing of, nor could his fighting be at its best when concerned as to what were the fates of Eichi or his beloved friends -- especially with the knowledge of Eichi’s illness being back in play.

He moves the keyboard over in his hands, wondering to himself what was it that made this school so enamored with putting its people in danger. Had some of the people attending not gone through enough? What exactly was the purpose of this test?

No weapons, no powers, no assistance -- just communication... oh no.

There’s a twitch in Wataru’s hands, making him nearly fumble and drop the so called weapon he was graced with. Not only was he tasked with working well with others and actually talking to them in an understandable fashion, but he was... expected to lead them. He could not even lead his own club! The club of which he intended to let disband had it not been for Hokuto’s pressing! There was a reason as to why he always did one man shows...!

“Well then.” How hard did he have to hit himself with a keyboard to die?

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( eichi. )

“So blunt?” Eichi tries to remember how he had spoken. “What was it I said… that you bring me pleasure?” He smiles; that had to have been it. “Why, I think that’s rather ambiguous, don’t you? You act as though I said something blatantly scandalous.”

Wataru’s fond look draws out one of his own, though in a way he has just been challenged. A challenge from Wataru doesn’t make him as defensive as it might from anyone else, anyway. “I’d never want to disappoint you; I won’t let you go, then.”

Eichi had completely forgotten that this was their lunch hour, despite being aware that they had company at least, and he sits down beside Wataru and begins considering his food. “Was that so heavy? I only say so because I mean it, and because you really have put yourself in my thoughts so often.”

Eichi is surprised to see Wataru taking his food, holding his fork out to feed him. At first he thinks Wataru wants some of his, which would be fine, if a bit odd, but then he realizes what Wataru is offering and tries to hide just how flustered he is. “You’re going to feed me? Well, I would never want to refuse you,” and so he takes the offered bite, feeling the back of his neck burning with a blush he hopes is not steadily creeping higher.

“You know, I’m happy to do this, but it’s hardly in your job description. Are you enjoying spoiling me so thoroughly, to prove what I might gain by keeping you by my side? It’s not as though I’d ever desire to cast you away even if you don’t.”

“Oh, now you’re just being deliberately obtuse, Your Majesty! I am certain you are well aware as to how that statement comes off regardless of your true intentions.” He almost wishes to pout, but he refrains well enough. Such an expression is more suitable upon the Little Princess Tori’s face, rather than he!

Eichi, as always, has a streak for being stubborn in his desires to say whatever he likes and make sure it is clearly acknowledged -- no matter how embarrassing these statements may be. Rolling his eyes, Wataru cracks a smile, nodding his head along to the Emperor’s words of affection. “I know, I know.”

Thankfully, startling him with the gesture of feeding him manages to quiet Eichi for a moment. He really does talk so much, though Wataru isn’t one to talk about that. He nods when Eichi inquires shyly as to confirm what Wataru is doing, and smiles softly when the blond obediently takes the offering with no more dallying.

Wataru, uncaring as to sharing utensils, pulls back to jab the same fork into his own food, pushing the bite into his mouth and popping the fork back out as he chews to stab at Eichi’s meal again and hold it up to him for another bite. Once he’s swallowed, he opens his lips to speak again. “You really do talk too much, Eichi. I live to serve and entertain you. Surprising you like this is a spice to life! So pay it no mind and just accept it, yes?”

“As for my enjoyment,” He shuffles closer towards Eichi. “I would say I’m having quite a good time! Now stop talking about what’s gained or lost and all those circumstances, just eat.”

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( nacchan. )

He was startled by the other suddenly picking up, but of course, it was to be expected of him. Just this once, he would let the other pick him up like this. Though as much as Natsume did indeed dislike being treated like a child, he did have a bit of fun, allowing laughter to escape from him. Natsume could only sigh as the other inspected him, for some things just never change… No matter how many times he said to not see him as a kid, the other oddballs still doted on him, not heeding his words.

“IndeeD, I am simply ecstaTIC. That to be coming from yoU, Wataru-nii-saN, is quite the catCH. For yoU, along with the others still treat me as if I am a toddLER, with no knowledge on how to walk on my own two feeT.”

He pouts when the other touches his hair. Though it’s not a bad feeling, he was a bit angry nonetheless. This was short-lived, for he could never actually stay mad at his precious brother. Natsume peered curiously at the other, wondering, and wondering, as he became lost in thought… Ah, he analyzed someone again. He should really try to stop that habit of his. 

The red and white haired child immediately jumped, eager to explore the academy once again, but brightened at the fact that even Kanata was here as well. “Of courSE! Kanata-nii-san is heRE, and you met him alreaDY? I’m always behiND, aren’t I? IndeeD… Shall we gO?”

Ah... Natsume’s laugh was something akin to a fairy’s jingle to Wataru’s ears. The young magician was truly a good little boy in the eyes of his elder brothers who adored him to no end. Who loved him the most was a constant war between the older four, but Wataru stayed strong on the fact that he loved Natsume the most.

“Fufufu... We do it out of love for you, my dear boy. It is merely a familial concern, a bond of happiness such a talented one as yourself created for us. You, too, will someday learn of this sensation in your heart with that Harukawa child, perhaps.”

Wataru must bite his tongue -- withholding the remark that such behavior Natsume just displayed is why they were so endeared to him and often babied the young teen. To the four of them, Natsume was their precious treasure to protect from harm. A gift too cute to allow to be sullied by filthy tricks and deplorable motives.

“It is not that you are behind, you are simply moving at your own pace. And your big brothers will always wait for you to catch up, you know. Nevertheless! Let us go about on our mini adventure throughout this campus!”

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( little knight. )

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The path to understanding the concept of magic was a long and winding one indeed, one Tsukasa was not entirely sure he was ready to traverse yet. “Yet” might be saying too much as well, because until recently, he thought he would never have anything to do with such an abstract concept other than perhaps behold and marvel at illusionists as they performed their trickery on stage. Somehow even he himself had been granted an ability beyond reasonable comprehension, but his reasoning comprehension could not quite keep up with it.

He needed help to not fall behind. And who better an aide than a person who had been known even when bound by logic to perform illogical feats?

          “ Hibiki-senpai, I fear all this might be beyond my inexperienced self to fathom. If you could perhaps teach me how to achieve some of that “Amazing ☆” you always appear to be talking about, maybe even someone like me could achieve success in this mysterious place. Would it be too selfish of me to ask for a former rival to educate me in the art of “Amazing ☆”? ”

This school, as restricted as it was, did prove to stifle Wataru and, though he did not openly display it, make him twitch with annoyance. Birds are not fond of cages and such, and this school acted as one to the ever roaming jester. Thus, he was left to... talk to people.

Oh my.

Wataru, of all things, was not known for his skill in relationships. In fact, he was known to be so atrocious with people aside from his unit and few friends that people actively avoided him after one meeting. But he had to swallow his pride and actually sit down and talk with someone besides the fabricated voices in his head producing simulated idle chatter to give him something akin to having a... social life.

So when he sees red hair, he feels relief for a moment. Natsume is easy to talk to! But... it’s not Natsume. It’s Knights’ baby -- a mere fledgling of a knight but more knightly than any of his peers. And it seems he’s in need of assistance with what this Academy deems coursework.

Wataru almost laughs outright -- not at Tsukasa, but because this reminds him of the tale of King Arthur and Merlin. Regardless, he smiles wide at the young one, arms folded across his chest -- it makes him look so much more imposing than he intends -- and tilts his head, a gesture of acknowledging the other’s words, though with a tinge of curiosity.

“Oyaa? You wish to learn of such feats? My, my. Perhaps you are more similar to our dear Natsume than I thought. Well, there must be some reason as to why His Majesty is fond of you, after all.” With a dismissive wave, Wataru then moves to sidle up beside Tsukasa, peering at him -- inspecting. “Well, you know, my magic is not an art. Amazing is a state of being, a feeling, Love and Peace... ☆ Passion can blossom between foes, so heed not a worry as to asking of my assistance!”

With a wide flourish of his hands, he bows to the young lord. “I live to serve. Especially heirs like yourself, no? Now, now, tell me what you desire!”

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( grumpy cat. )

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 There was one person that came to mind when magic was involved. Actually two, but he was more familiar with the ‘magician’ that was in his year. Someone that was as eccentric as their ‘king’ was a person Izumi wouldn’t want to interact with much. Especially when that one was enough.

 These hallways were the absolute worst. Not only because of the amount of students crowding them during break, but these wretched corridors tend to shift and change when one least expects it. That’s exactly what happened and he’d be less annoyed if he wasn’t suddenly attacked by a bunch of doves that came out of nowhere. The absolute worst! 

 “Ugh! Get out of my way, you annoying birds!”

 Waving his hands carefully to swat the creatures away, he made sure they wouldn’t get close enough to touch him. If there was only one person he knew owned these birds it’d be:

 “Hibiki! I bet you’re here, so get these things away from me already!”

Unlike Izumi, these changing hallways were a fun thing to Wataru. Even though it was advised against, travelling alone in the shifting corridors was a good pastime when they couldn’t leave the school. So he’d taken to roaming, and this time he’d come across another person. And, of course, he had to poke fun at that Tsukinaga fellow’s treasured knight.

Once the poor boy starts raging, Wataru decides it’s his time to enter stage, laughing as loudly as he does always -- waving a hand to summon his birds back to his side. They fly around his figure in a swirl, making his hair raise from the wind of their wings, before all but one disappear, the single dove left perched upon his shoulder as he walks toward Izumi, boots clacking against the floor.

“Fufufu, yes it is I, your Hibiki Wataru! You looked quite lonely, my dear Knight of Ice, so I felt it my duty to entertain you. Are you not lonesome without that King of yours? Knights have no purpose without their King -- just as I have no purpose without my Emperor!”

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why is shu always so good

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Now, it is the beginning of a SHOWTIME !

i now finally have the time to post this, so here is wataru’s battle style and such! he is not one of the lovesick, so feel free to ask him to be on your team! otherwise, he’ll stick to solo efforts. if you want a thread, just send me an ask or an IM.

Wataru is, as showcased in Moonlight Opera, an incredibly skilled tactician and fighter. He is able to evade even up to four people coming at him at once while holding another person no less. Basically, Wataru is crafty, strong, and agile.

His summoning magic, while new, is a concept he’s rather used to through basic sleight of hand magic. Though he may be rocky at the actual science of it all, if his summoning works right, he’s essentially well equipped to evade most issues such as losing a weapon. As long as he isn’t thinking of the intricacies to it and relies on his imagination alone, he should be fine. Though that may prove incredibly difficult for someone like Wataru who’s a strict realist.

Wataru is no good at communication. He will simply do whatever he feels is right, especially if he also thinks there is no time, instead of relaying that to his teammates, which may cause some fighting. Calculative but not graced with the gift of explaining his great thoughts. Even if he tries, it’s likely it won’t make much sense and just cause frustration amongst them.

Eichi’s orders trump all. If Eichi tells him to do something, it won’t matter what the others tell him to do. His loyalty is first and foremost to his Emperor and fine. However, he may have some personal conflicts if an Oddball is at danger.

If the Oddballs, fine, or namely Eichi come into danger, he will resort to being less tactical and more emotional. If namely Shu and Natsume are at risk, he will personally flashback to Magicians Assemble / Daydream / Marionette and even put his own life on the line to keep them out of harm’s way.

Your best method of strategy with him would be to leave him to distractions -- he can capture attention and evade while others get closer for the attack, as well as defend himself if need be. While attacking personally isn’t a flaw point either, his best skill is evasion.

His current weapon of choice is a lance. While he is trying to perfect his skill with it, it is still new and thus leaving him to attack on his own would not bode well.

He hates people who cannot keep up and merely complain. If you do not put in your full effort, Wataru will mercilessly push and scold you. If you can’t do anything, he’ll coldly tell you to get rid of yourself while the more capable handle the situation. Likewise, if you allow for someone he cares for to get hurt, he won’t hold any sympathy towards you either.

He won’t be giving out kisses freely. It’d have to be specific people he wouldn’t mind kissing, otherwise such contact will make him greatly discomforted.

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( his majesty. )

“Oh, how so? Do you doubt my words?” Eichi doesn’t think that’s it, but Wataru is given to self-deprecation, so maybe he disagrees..? How unfortunate.

“Fufu, of course I don’t intend to discard you. I couldn’t anymore than I could discard my left hand. You’ve made yourself that much a part of me, so of course I’ll take responsibility; don’t stray too far, or I’ll have to come after you ♪”

Eichi ignores Wataru’s words about Keito, not wanting to think too deeply about that when he’d rather just be relieved that Wataru himself is here with him. “Wataru, there isn’t a single hour that goes by that I don’t think of you, let alone an entire day. You have no reason to be so… distraught.” He smiles, pleased to see Wataru having fun.

He knows Wataru is loud, and that doesn’t bother him. Still, he’ll ask moments of quiet of him, so that he can keep his jester to himself even in public. He’s never been accused of being selfless, after all. “If I’ve tamed you, as you said, such a simple request shouldn’t be a problem.” Except he knows it isn’t simple. Which is why he won’t ask it often, but he wants this reunion to belong to them, not the prying eyes of everyone else in the room who is likely to mind their own business if not given reason - like Wataru’s loud gesturing - to pay attention. “Let me give you all my attention and keep you to myself for awhile.”

Eichi smiles more as Wataru shows how easily he sees through Eichi. “Let me indulge in being just Eichi for a bit, then, as long as you’ll be by my side. This crown is heavy; as I’ve been your emperor, let me be your Eichi, at least for a little while.” A bold statement indeed, but then, Eichi isn’t one to shy away from bold statements. “I have no reason to rule anything here.”

“You cannot be that foolish, only my predecessor could be so naive, yes?” Wataru shakes his head disapprovingly, sighing hard and long. “It isn’t what you said -- it’s how you said it, Your Majesty. Please take care to remember that we are not alone.”

Oh so Eichi will come after him? Admittedly, such words made the frown that had formed with his sigh shape into a smile -- soft and affectionate, matching his gaze towards Eichi as well. “Right. Come after me with all your might, Eichi, don’t disappoint me.”

That being said, he finally remembers they’re supposed to be eating and settles Eichi down beside him, poking at his own lunch once Eichi has sat down. “You never do lighten up, do you? Well, I am glad to be on your mind so much. It’s my job, after all.”

Since he must be quiet now, though, Wataru pouts and looks for a new way to gain attention thoroughly to make up for it. Being that Eichi wants his exclusive attention, Wataru decides finally on picking up Eichi’s fork and stabbing food onto it, holding it out towards the other’s mouth with a wide grin. “Then is this alright? It is alright, isn’t it~? Or will His Majesty the Emperor refuse me?”

“Oyaa? Eichi, what will you become if I were to not be at your side? Well, it is my responsibility, as your dominant left hand, to lessen your burden and provide you joy. So I take no issue in doing as you ask.” He waves the fork around, still waiting for Eichi to accept it. “Yes, yes, my very own Tenshouin Eichi. Now, say ahhh.”

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( strange one. )

Even as accurately she can get her shapeshifting, she can’t help but have some otherworldly quality to her appearance. And–although she doesn’t necessarily mind–she sticks out like a sore thumb no matter where she goes.

So she isn’t surprised when someone calls out to her. Leanna doesn’t have anything better to do, so she decides to honor his request, having her ribbons plant her firmly on the ground.

“Oh, I’m amazing?” she asks him with a jaunty grin. This person is quite interesting-looking himself, for a human. Most men can’t be bothered to maintain hair that long, which she takes a shine to. “That’s awfully mighty praise for someone you’ve just met! You might just be embarrassing me a little bit~!”

She pretends to cup her hands in her face and blush. After a few seconds, she drops the act and laughs. “Aw, who am I kidding? I’m no Modest Millie! But thank you! Name’s Leanna Rominicci, freelance knight and monster-slayer extraordinaire. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you around before. What’s your name?”

Wataru laughs joyfully -- quite amused and pleased with how the other reacts to his compliments. It’s good to see someone who isn’t painfully unconfident in themselves, after all. Everyone should be a bit more proud! “Rominicci, you’ve quite the achievements under your belt, do you not? How splendid! A knight and a monster slayer... I feel as if I’ve acted a play like that before. To see it as a true tale is marvelous!”

“I’ve only recently come to find myself here. As for my name, it would be Hibiki Wataru. Wataru being my first name, of course. It’s splendid to meet you -- have you need of anything, feel free to call upon me, I am an ever faithful and skilled jester!” He punctuates this speech of his with a flourish of his hand, rose petals falling from the high arc’d sweep.

And with another sweep, he catches them all within his blazer, the petals disappearing to who knows where. “This school -- have you been here long? You stand out, you see, and from an actor -- I am envious! You must garner quite the amount of attention, yes? I’m ever so curious as to how and why.”

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( dear friend. )

          {♪} —; “Of course you would, Wataru.” given the same circumstances, Kanata would chase Wataru endlessly if he ever ran away again. Of course, they both knew that didn’t suit Kanata—and that with Kanata’s pace, Wataru was more likely to return. It was with Kanata, after all, that Wataru could find solace and comfort. Kanata was someone who would wait for eternity if it meant Wataru could be happy again. Of course this isn’t to say Kanata wouldn’t give him a good chop if the clown ever tried to pull off a disappearing act.

          {♪} —; “Mh yes, our ｢friends｣ would have found us drifting into their world.” he sighs, knowing his friend is correct about his predicaments. “It’s usually not a problem because I get to float in the fountain. There is no ｢shallow｣ pool here so I am not ｢free to swim｣. I will keep your advice in mind, Wataru.”

          {♪} —; Kanata merely nods his head in response to Wataru. Though he knew Wataru easily had troubles mixing about in his head, he found that keeping the fool busy was more than enough to keep him calm and rational. It’s only when Wataru stops dead in his tracks would Kanata need to really worry. Thankfully that didn’t happen often. After finding a place where he truly belonged, Wataru appeared healthier. 

          {♪} —; “Yes! Let us ｢search together｣ for your mystery room!” he says with a chuckle, following behind Wataru. 

          {♪} —; Kanata stared hard at the map. Despite being at the school a while bit longer than Wataru, he still had very little inkling to navigating the area. Every nook and cranny was full of surprises—one time he opened a window in the dead of night and something latched to his face! Of course he pried it off and learned never to do such a thing again.

          {♪} —; “I wonder if you’ll have a partner here too.” Kanata says. “I got assigned with a roommate here to ｢watch over me｣. He’s like one of Chiaki’s ｢sentai｣ heroes!” he says happily. “A fellow hero of justice!” Kanata points to one of his arms. “This thing isn’t real for him. It’s all silver and metal.”

“Perhaps I should gift you this then.” Wataru takes Kanata’s hand and places the water gun within it, stepping back afterwards. “Just take care not to lose it and remember to refill it and you should be fine, yes?” He couldn’t have one of his dearest friends dying of dehydration after all. No matter what this school said, death was quite the terrifying feeling.

Wataru matches his pace with Kanata’s looking over at the map and tilting his head left and right curiously. What a large academy... Much more so than Yumenosaki. They had also issued warnings as to not wander alone, for the school had a habit of changing on it’s own. That piqued Wataru’s curiosity, but he’d leave that for a time when he didn’t have to make sure Kanata didn’t keel over.

“I do wonder too. Nevertheless, it’ll just be an issue on my nerves rather than any personal conflicts...” He admits openly to his friend. Naturally, Wataru had to keep up the loud and dramatic act around strangers. It was only when alone could he relax, but if he was roomed with someone... well, he’d have to adjust.

He grins when Kanata begins speaking about his own roommate. Internally, he’s relieved someone will be watching out for his rambunctious friend. Each Oddball had their own bad habits that made them fret over each other and Kanata could be agreed to be the most worrisome of the five. Even with a roommate... Wataru made a personal promise to make sure Kanata was alright every so often.

“Oyaa? So a true hero is in our midsts?” After all, they were idols -- all playing a part. While Ryuseitai may give happiness to all, they did not actually go out and fight monsters to save lives physically. Only emotionally. “Well then, I do hope your hero leader comes blazing in soon to meet this fellow.”

Wataru pokes at Kanata’s arm when it’s gestured to, laughing. “It’s all mechanical? Quite rare that is... Only the rich can afford that back home, and even then it isn’t very high tech yet... How curious.”

He then holds his hands out and winks at Kanata, “Perhaps this man’s arm is like... this?” He flicks his wrists, and what he meant to do was change the way his arm looked -- much like the trick of making his ears bigger -- but when he looks back to his hands after blinking, an actual mechanical arm is within his hands.

“I...” Only someone like Kanata would get to see panic written all over Wataru’s face. “That’s... not what I meant to do.”

Summoning magic, huh?

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okay i finished rearranging wataru’s schedule! it’s... all new ( LOL ). threads will be before the transfer if they concern classes! these new ones suit wataru better than the old schedule so i think i’m satisfied now...!

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