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Alright, I got so sidetracked with stuff today and memes that I made no real replies but I’m gonna be away on a short trip from tomorrow ‘til Wednesday so any reply I owe will be replied until Wednesday! Same deal goes for my other accounts! Kamijou Touma and Natsu Dragneel! I’ll be seeing you soon!
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"Matters of the Heart"
45. How do you tell your significant other if they have hurt your feelings?
Well, I’d like to think I could be pretty honest about that? I hope that when I get into a relationship, it’s with someone who’s open-minded enough to hear me out and we can talk things out and fix stuff like anytime it happens.
Matters of the Heart
14. How would you want to be proposed to?
Well, first of all, I’d like it if I could be the one to propose actually but even if we don’t take that into consideration... I think it’d be best to wait until me and that special other have the means to live by our own means and also support a family in case that happens? I mean, I haven’t thought of an specific age but I think I should be able to at least be able to buy a house before thinking of proposing.
⊱ 厄 ⊰ ——
“How strange… This place? I can feel the misfortune in the air…”
“I shouldn’t be here! I have to get back to the mountain….”
Huh?... Mountain? There’s no mountains around here miss...
[Trying to dissimulate, the boy was avoiding the topic of the misfortune since his right hand was probably the source she was talking about but she didn't need to know that.]
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｢❀｣ — It didn’t take long for Suruga to settle in to the seat that was given to her. It also didn’t take long for her to decide on something to order; whatever Touma was having seemed interesting enough to her, though she’d forego the coffee in favor of water instead.
Once she made her order known to the waiter and handed back the menu in like form, she turned toward Touma again and continued.
"Am I?" Her question yielded hardly any surprise. "I would say that if anyone could have the potential to be hard to read, it would be you, Kamijou-san. But your sole mistake is that you react to everything I give you, is it not? But I suppose that is the way the world works, huh…”
[When she said it was him who seemed harder to read, he tried to not give much of a reaction but in the back of his mind, he couldn’t help but tell to himself that he couldn’t deny that since he tried to avoid others from knowing about his feats.]
Excuse me for being so easy to react against your antics. I think most boys our age would do the same. Normal ones at least.
[When he wasn’t saving someone or fighting to save the world, he was indeed a normal highschool boy but his sense of normality was maybe a bit too cliched from being exposed to too much mangas.]
And I don’t really think I’m hard to read. Like I told you, I’m just an average highschool boy so what’s so hard to read about that?
Rules || Open/Intro
For most people, being thrust into Hive City had to be disorienting.
Disorienting. Troublesome. Terrifying. Disheartening. Tsubasa could think of a handful of words that could describe others’ reactions to coming to this place. She listed them off silently in her head as she made her way through the crumbling ruins of some lost library she’d found herself in. Well, at the very least, it would make for good reading. She could find something to study here. At the very least, she would have some semblance of structure here.
Of course, there were troubling things for Tsubasa to think about too. How could there not be? Without a school to attend - without a stated set of rules to operate by - Tsubasa would have to find something to replace it. She’d seen other people in this city that were school-aged. Maybe they had a school? Or at the very least, she could perhaps start a study group. The fact of the matter was that Tsubasa needed something like that. She could take care of herself easily enough. Cook. Clean. Keep track of money. Yes, all of those things she could do easily enough. She was Tsubasa Hanekawa, after all. Responsible intelligent class representative Tsubasa Hanekawa.
Sunlight. For a brief moment, Tsubasa lifted her head to gaze at the sky. She’d made her way from the ruins of a massive library and into an area filled with shops. This was good and bad. On one hand, she needed to buy supplies to stock that place she’d been given - she hesitated to call it a home. It didn’t feel like a home. It didn’t allow her to relax. It didn’t hold any of the things that made it a home. Therefore, it couldn’t be a home. On the other hand, she lacked a large income of money. Without that income, she would be able to cover only the barest of necessities. At least she didn’t need much.
It was with these thoughts that she noticed a wallet laying on the ground.
For some, this would be a windfall. A source of money. Perhaps not their own, but money that could be used to further their own life. But Tsubasa picked it up before glancing around her. Ah. There was someone who looked like they were searching for a missing object. A lost wallet. A person looking for a lost item. Two and two together. Following the formula led to the obvious conclusion.
"Pardon me. Is this your’s? I only found it a moment ago and it seemed as if you had lost something." A gentle smile. To some, it might have seemed as if Tsubasa Hanekawa was doing this out of the goodness of her heart. Indeed, it looked that way from her smile and gentle tone. But this was merely a following of the rules. An abiding of the law. The right thing to do according to the way the world worked. "It’s your’s, isn’t it?" It had to be. That was what made sense.
[The day had started off as usual and the spiky-haired boy had already been involved in a few misfortunate events. All in all, it was a normal day and even losing his wallet was “expected” for the boy whose luck was so bad that most people would find it hard to believe how he could still look forward to everyday.]
Ahhh! How did I lose my whole wallet! Such Misfortune!
[He had lost money many times before and even if he didn't lose it, sometimes he ended up having his money being eaten by machines or something happened that made him unable to use it, but losing his wallet completely with his identification cards and all it contained wasn't usual.
Almost as if his bad luck had given him a rest, a girl he had never seen before approached him with his wallet on hand.]
Eh?... Ahhhhh!! That’s my wallet!
[His eyes looked at the wallet and her words made her seem almost like an angel that had been sent to this hell to spare him for once from all the troubles he found himself in. Softly he took the wallet from her hands and opened it to see his ID cards in there and breathed a sigh of relief.]
You’re a lifesaver! I thought I would have to walk all the way back to my house! How can I repay you?
Are you living your live properly?
Who do you think I am?
Moving forward [Closed @ Accelerator]
The protagonist had survived the ordeal. Not much surprise there. This spikey-haired boy was as tenacious as any cockroach, and Accelerator acknowledges that. Hell, he knew more than anyone else just how much Kamijou Touma can take and even then he’d never stay down. A mere car wouldn’t be enough to bring him down.
"Don’t be stupid. I’m not about to do all the work for you, especially when it was you who got them to chase your ass around the block."
He wasn’t responsible for this guy’s safety. In fact, Accelerator figured that if it wasn’t him, someone else might’ve ended up aiding the boy in his earlier predicament. That or he’d be spending the night in a hospital with grievous injuries. He’d be alright though. He suffered through the albino’s wrath and survived, after all. Anything less and he could shrug it off after a night or two in bed.
A pained groan catches the attention of the esper, prompting him to look down. One of the men was still conscious and trying to crawl his way out. A futile attempt. Accelerator could only look down, bemused and apathetic altogether at his worthless struggle. Frankly, it wasn’t worth picking on them any longer. Instead, he focused once more on the boy before him and out of curiosity, spoke once more.
"What kind of fuck up did you do anyway to get these morons to chase you anyway?"
[The albino's words stung the spiky-haired's soul as he knew his words were completely true. Even if it was in order to help someone else, it had been his fault that he ended up chased all the way like that so the mere fact that Accelerator even got involved was already as good as it could get.
When the number one esper of Academy City looked down, Touma did the same just to spot one of the guys in suits trying to escape in any way he could and Touma scratched his cheek once again. He wasn't one to pick on someone who was already defeated but he didn't want to think that the guy would go look for even more reinforcements either and before he could decide what to do, a question brought him back to his present state.]
Well, these guys were trying to kidnap a girl so when I tried to stop them, one thing led to another and it ended up as you saw.
[He had instructed the girl to hide herself while he lured away the guys who wanted to take her away and that was basically what happened but he had no idea about what actually happened to the girl.]
Actually maybe I should go back to check up on her. I don't know if these guys chasing me were all of them so I don't know if that little girl is safe or not now.
[He knew that asking for more help was selfish and he couldn't really do that. He had learned to rely more on others but even then, old habits die hard and he thought he had to deal with this situation himself even if he wasn't required to do so.]
What's going on with the city right now?
”How does commenting on my breasts make it right?” Rin snapped.
She moved an inch closer, tilting her head and she sighed heavily. Honestly… some men were just plain stupid, weren’t they? Then again it isn’t just men. She knew some women cold be as rude and a handful to deal with too.
It doesn’t look like she’ll budge any time soon with her wish. “I don’t care how shady they are. Unless you can come up with something more suiting, that is what I want. I don’t think you have the real right to negotiate after just now.”
[Touma couldn't find a reply back to her since he knew it wasn't right either since it had been his fault in the first place for blurting that out without thinking.]
Hey, ok I'm sorry I said that but it's still too much no matter how you put it! Last time I had anything to do with those guys, they forced me to chose between two lives! I'm not going to put myself through their whims again!
[It hadn't been a good experience for him since he didn't know if the other person lived in the end or not and he could only hope they had survived by some miracle but that was the kind of shady guys they were and Touma couldn't find it in him to go and put himself through some unreasonable request once again just to repay someone else for an accident that he could try to repay another way with less risk of involving someone else's life.]
Moving forward [Closed @ Accelerator]
The weak often grouped together in hopes of defeating the strong that threatened them. Such now was the display of the thugs as they realized what was happening. A threat greater than the spiky-haired boy they had been chasing had shown itself, causing alarming damage to one of their vehicles in such a short amount of time. The crash had most certainly destroyed both automobiles, with the one catapulted first being empty. The gang’s car, on the other hand now occupied about half-a dozen injured thugs.
The esper may be brutal in his ways, but he had since changed long ago. He’d never again kill so needlessly. All that these morons deserved now was a severe and traumatic punishment. Incurring his wrath was never wise; one would just need to ask the spiky-haired boy for that.
"Tch, honestly." Still as righteous as ever. Even when they had intended him grievous harm, the protagonist still held some modicum of concern towards his opponents. "You never change, you—"
Their brief exchange is interrupted by gunfire, the thugs showing a bit of cunning on their end by deciding to shoot the esper as he spoke. A dirty tactic, but an effective one nonetheless. Or at least, it should have been effective, had they not chosen the worst possible weapon to go against Academy City’s strongest. Unfortunately for the gang’s armed members, the bullets of their guns could never hope to pierce Accelerator’s invisible shield.
As soon as the projectiles left the barrel of their guns, they had quickly found their way back to their sender’s foot, thighs, legs and shoulders. A non-lethal, calculated retaliation from the esper. “Rude fucks couldn’t even let me finish my damn sentence.” They all fell bleeding and in terrible pain. Incapacitated but alive.
Suddenly the sound of an engine revved, and the last remaining car seemed to be making a last ditch effort on taking down someone with them. But whoever was driving was not intent on hitting Accelerator. No, this one had wised up and instead targeted the harmless-looking teenage boy currently cornered in the alley. The esper caught wind of this, and was quick to warn the boy. Nonchalantly, of course.
"Ah, looks like it’s your turn. Try not to die, hero."
The thug then slammed his foot down on the pedal, and had the vehicle race towards Kamijou Touma…
It wasn't even the first time that Touma saw the ablino's power in action but he couldn't help but feel it was a terrifying power to go against and he'd never be able to defeat it if he didn't have Imagine Breaker with him. Still, his pursuers were the ones now in a pinch since they quickly got incapacitated until suddenly, one of them tried a very desperate move to try and run over the defenseless boy who was still cornered.]
You have to be kidding!
[If it was a power thrown at him, all he needed to do was extend his right arm and he'd be out of harm's way but this was a car moving it's metallic mass towards the boy who had no other line of defense left to him. Quickly, his eyes were led to a thrash can just a couple of steps near him that offered him his probably only chance of survival. With dashing steps, the boy propelled himself towards the thrash can and used the can as a stepping stone to jump as high as he could, retracting his legs in the air to let the car pass below him, ramming the can along the way and grazing him enough to send him spinning in the air towards the cold hard floor before crashing against the wall that was behind him just a few seconds ago.
Touma felt dizzy and pain took over but he was in one piece so he stood back up to check his surroundings and finally check himself and let out a big relieved sigh. A few scratches here and there and torn clothes were a low price to pay for keeping his life and being complete.]
Hey, I really appreciate the help but couldn't you had stopped that car? I almost died back there!
[Sweat was all over his face as a sign of how much he had been running before the albino was involved against his will but even if Touma said that, his inability to die was maybe his greatest misfortune to this day even if it was disguised as a blessing.]
｢❀｣ — Fair enough. She could accept that his preferences were typical of a youth his age, though that went without saying. In a sense, he reminded her a little of Araragi-senpai, his tendency to scold her and all. With a little more practice and conversation between them, they might become this force to be reckoned with in Hive City. Whatever they’d end up doing would certainly be worthy of mention among the masses….
…more likely than not in the Accident Reports section of the newspaper.
An amazing feat that she had yet to achieve with her esteemed senior, no less.
Such a twisted friendship was something Kanbaru was ready to embrace with all her might — and it would begin here, today, on this occasion.
Thus, the two arrived at a particular coffee shop in short order. The place, although quaint and orderly kept, was by no means inaccessible to the average person; in fact, Kanbaru had stopped by on a couple of occasions simply to sample the scones, and even a person as her who didn’t particularly care one way or the other for spending a lot of money on things like that found the pricing reasonable.
When it came to money, Kanbaru had certain allowances designated for fun, though most of the time she could figure out ways to keep herself occupied for little to no expense.
So, when she looked toward Touma, who was subtly peeking into his own wallet, Kanbaru couldn’t help but lean in and give such a devilish smirk.
"Oh, ho, ho, is it my lucky day? Does this mean the morally ambiguous Kamijou-san is going to treat me?"
Said smirk faded into her trademark reassuring smile, one she gave as she placed her left hand on his shoulder.
"I did say I would compensate for the trouble I caused you, did I not, Kamijou-san?"
[As Touma looked into his wallet, he sighed in relief since the money in there seemed to be more than enough for a place like this one but the moment that the girl suggested those words, the spiky-haired boy slowly raised his gaze clearly showing doubt in his gaze. He was about to reply with what might've been a tsukkomi-like line when the girl continued. Immediately Touma's gaze went back to a more relaxed one.]
Well, you really are a hard-to-read book, Suruga-san.
[Touma put his wallet back into his pants before finally getting comfortable on the chair. Shortly after, a waiter came to bring them the menu of the place and it was as expected, full of different kinds of hot beverages mostly based off coffee and a variety of sweats and complements for coffee. He ordered a black coffee and a sandwich club before giving the menu back.]
I've been innactive for too long... Christ... I need to fix this.
Moving forward [Closed @ Accelerator]
There was always something in this city, wasn’t there?
Every day had a chance for something new to happen, considering the craziness that the Hive harbored within its concrete jungles and winding tunnels and districts. Friends are separated and reunited under the city’s gray skies and battles are fought countless times over whatever reason under the sun. Then, there was the occasional burning of the green sector, which always miraculously recovers despite being charred to nothing. Then there were the chance meetings.
Or in this case, a rather luck-driven encounter. A certain albino esper and a certain spiky-haired teenage boy were about to finally meet after so long. But of course, it wouldn’t be something so simple as meeting in some quaint cafe. Oh no. The protagonist of this certain meeting just had to bring trouble along with him.
Accelerator looked on, catching wind of heavy footfalls ahead of him. Someone running, he presumed. A normal occurrence in this city, no doubt. As such, he didn’t find it in his business to intervene, unless it involved him directly. “Hm? That guy…” Even when he saw who was running, the esper merely turned to look, before nonchalantly shrugging away. That is of course, until one of the thugs who was after the running protagonist accidentally bumped into the albino and had shoved him aside. They didn’t even turn to apologize.
And, “…Tch.” That quite pissed him off. That was their fatal mistake.
Indeed things did look very grim for the hero. For all his street fighting prowess and magic-stopping right hand, he was simply no match against a dozen armed goons with their guns pointed at him. That was when help arrived in the form of an airborne car crashing into one of the vehicles parked just outside of the alley. The collision destroyed one of the two vehicles, and the destruction heralded the arrival of a very pissed #1.
"You really don’t know when to quit, do you? Such stupidity. Honestly, your heroics will fucking kill you one of these days." That was for Touma. Hopefully he heard him through the sound of the now burning wreckage in front of the alley, and the alarmed noises the thugs made.
"As for you fucking bastards," a glint of scorn shone through those crimson eyes. "Learn to fucking apologize to someone you bump on the sidewalk." What came next, was broken pavement as the street beneath them suddenly buckled under Academy City’s strongest.
[No matter how he looked at it, there was no escape. Guns pointed at him with no place to hide or run away and his only exit was completely blocked. For most people, this was a sure death sentence, but for the boy with the Imagine Breaker, luck was something that sometimes seemed too fickle to count on. As a matter of fact, the boy's inability to die, or rather stay dead, was perhaps more of a curse than a blessing and as such a strong curse, fate had ways to pull the strings in the most unexpected ways.
An loud crash caught everyone's attention, specially the spiky-haired boy's as he could only think of one thing "It was really him". As if to confirm this thought, the voice of the albino who was the strongest esper of Academy City resounded through the chaos he himself created.]
Sorry about that!
[Was he apologizing to Accelerator for having to deal with the issue? Or was he apologizing to the thugs for having to deal with Accelerator's wrath? His words weren't really clear about that since he was relieved that his safety was somewhat ensured if the albino was around. Initially they were complete strangers and Touma had become something like a rival to the albino but after many incidents, Touma had actually left his back in his care so he had some trust in him but he wasn't sure if they could be called friends yet.
The gangsters that were previously pointing their guns towards Touma had completely changed their aims towards the albino who was responsible for apparently taking out their fellow gang members since there was no way of knowing if the passengers of the car that got smashed were still alive or not for the moment. Touma at least hoped the guys were still alive since they were still humans but his concern right now was his own safety before securing that of someone who wanted him dead.]
I wouldn't do that if I were you...
[Those last words were directed at the guys pointing their guns at Accelerator who turned at him and completely disregarded his advice as they shortly started shooting after.]
