Date A Live Practice Chapter 6 - 1:
"CR Units are deadly, but weren't designed for indoor combat." Kotori explained to Michael as he approached the site of Princesses spawning area, which was inside one of the school buildings.
"Yeah, because walls are gonna stop bullets designed to pierce alien armor…" Michael muttered dryly back to Kotori.
"For the last time, they're Spirits you ass-fart!" Kortori yelled at him. While it was acceptable before as Mike didn't know what these things were, it was starting to annoy the Commander now since he knew the proper term, but kept calling them otherwise.
"Well SHE; is a humanoid creature that pops outta black holes, so same diff." Michael responded. Honestly, if him feeling asking his teacher and Origami out as a 'Free Trial' was a waste of time, this seemed even worse. Not that either woman was particularly bad looking by any stretch of the imagination, but asking people out willy-nilly was gonna give other people the VERY wrong idea if it continued on.
Again, he didn't want this job… and he wasn't looking to be a Harem King…
"I mean, seriously; your acting like your one of them," Michael said, mainly as just backtalk; but unbeknownst to him, that made Kotori flinch and widen her eyes a bit. Back to Michael,'But still, if Princess is some kind of monster… why the long face?' He thought, flashing back to said Spirit's expression he happened to see before she left. If she was a destructive being, which she certainly appeared to be… why did she look so sad instead of angry or crazed?
It was a sad look that reminded him if his own… when he was abandoned by his father… the feeling of being alone…
"Alright… time to swoon an alien…" Michael said, walking into the barely-standing building.
"Ratotoskr's got your back, Michael!" Said Kotori (either ignoring or didn't hear her brother misname a Spirit again), then proceeded to introduce the rest of the crew, showing them on the screen as she said each name.
"The Love Master, with 5 divorces and 5 wives… Bad Marriage: Kyoji Kawagoe!"
"The incubus who speaks Filipina in the moonlight that all girls want him… CEO: Masaomi Mikimoto!"
"The one who brings suffering to anyone who crosses paths with her man… Nail Knocker: Hinako Shiizaki!"
"The one you'll probably relate to the closest, the man with over 100 different Waifus… The Dimension Breaker: Munechika Nakatsugawa!"
"And finally, A woman whose love is so strong not even a restraining order can keep her away! Presenting Deep Love: Kozue Minowa!"
"So I'm getting dating advice from my Single Darling Sister," Michael started dryly, and continued using this dry sarcasm as he continued to speak while walking up some stairs. "A Player, Mark Zuckerburg, a serial killer, the 30-year-old Virgin, an Arkham Asylum patient AND, Snow Whites missing dwarf… that's greaaaaaaaaat." He finished.
"Everyone here's good at what they do." Said Reine's voice through the bluetooth.
"That's my concern." Michael responded as he got to the next floor, where Princess was waiting.
"Don't worry. Even if you screw up, you can start a new game." Kotori said.
"Before or after the killcam?" Michael said.
"Chin up, solider! Have some faith in your Darling Little Sister, and stay positive!" Kotori added.
Michael sighed lowly as he finally approached the hole where a door used to be, and then thought to himself: 'I'm posi-TIVELYgoing to die…' He walked into the room Princess was taking shelter in, and once she noticed him come in…
Her hand glowed.
WHIP!
And sent a wave of energy directly at him! Mike's eyes widened as the energy was thrown at him, but his legs wouldn't respond to run!
BOOM!
A cloud of dust came out of the side of the building…
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"… I'm dead… I'm dead-I'm dead-I'm dead-I'm dead-I'm dead, I died, I did…" As the dust cleared, Michael was shown in a brace position with his hands crossed over his head with his head turned away and his eyes shut tightly. Of course, once he realized he wasn't dead (miraculously), he slowly got out of his braced formation.
WHIP! BOOM!
Again, the Spirit/Alien sent another wave of energy at him. She didn't look sad this time, more on the 'on-guard, no BS-ing around' side. "*cough, cough, cough*!" Michael as the dust settled again. The girl either had bad aim or was giving him warning shots. This is also when he took close note of her expression, staring hardly at him. "… Uh… guess that's how aliens say hello, huh?"
WHIP! BOOM!
That got him a third 'Hello'.
"Quit cracking jokes, you idiot!" Kotori's voice came through the earpiece.
"That was a genuine question…" Michael muttered back, as wasn't that the point of this Dating Sim bullshit? As he got recovered, Princess raised her hand again but before she could make it glow, "Wait! Don't shoot!" Michael desperately requested with his hands up. While Princess did not lower her hand, she did not use it to attack him again. "… I, come in peace?" Michael added, hoping that would help. It worked in movies…
The girl began slowly lowering her hand a bit but still kept it up, but she took a closer look at Michael upon narrowing her eyes. "… I recognize you… we've met once before…" She said in a strong voice, then lifted her hand up some more. It started glowing again, but she did not use another energy wave. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" She asked, then after a two second pause added: "And why are you following me?"
Michael did NOT wanna piss this girl off. She was cute, but could snap him like a twig easily. "I…"
"Hang on, Michael!" Kotori's voice stopped him. "We're generating choices!"
"An aliens about to blast me, so you generate choices?!" Michael muttered in a snappy tone. He was ignored however as 3 dialogue options were presented to the Fraxinus crew.
1) Name's Michael Pelham. And I've here to save you.
2) I forgot something in my desk! Please don't kill me!
3) Shouldn't you introduce yourself first before asking someone else?
"Alright, everyone! Make your choices!" Kotori ordered as everyone on the bridge pressed one of three buttons on their screen to chose one dialogue option. The most popular one was 3. "Huh. No surprise. Most of you went with the same one I did." She added, implying she chose 3.
"First one is a classic, but in this situation, it doesn't seem appropriate." Said 'CEO' Masaomi.
"Good point. And option two is an escape type of choice, so that's useless." said Kyouhei.
"So mouthing off to her is our best option?" Michael asked them dryly.
"You have a mouth anyway. What's the difference?" Kotori pointed out as Michael did have a snarky side to him.
"I try to refrain myself out of respect for aliens who can slice me in half with a giant fucking sword!" Mike snapped back in a low tone, gritting his teeth on the last three letters of his sentence.
"Why are you muttering? Answer me!" Princess ordered him, and judging by the sound of her voice, she was in no mood for games.
"Just stand your ground, and once she sees that, she'll let you live and you can talk to her. Trust me. Your working with professionals." Kotori added after Princess demanded Michael to start talking. "Just repeat after me…"
With a heavy sigh, Michael gave in, and in almost perfect unison he and Kotori said: "Shouldn't you introduce yourself first before asking someone else?"
BOOM!
For the fourth time, Princess said 'Hello'.
"I FUCKING HATE DATING SIMS!" Michael yelled as he was thrown by the force of the 4th hello. In fact, this 'Hello' was much stronger than the others' due to Michael not only getting thrown back, but also the sheer amount of dust that erupted, and the amount of windows that were not broken by the Space Quake being broken now. Michael was thrown into a wall, but thankfully not through it… still hurt his back though.
"Wow. Feisty one, isn't she?" Kotori stated in surprise yet still used her normal tone, omitting the fact Michael could have been killed.
"You THINK?!" Mike yelled into his earpiece, not caring if the Spirit/Alien heard him or not. About 2 seconds later, Princess was above him, her hand outstretched and it having a ball of energy locked and loaded at him.
"No more games. If your not going to answer me, I can assume your going to kill me." Princess said.
"Look, if I wanted to kill you, don't you think I would have tried already?" Michael blurted out out of nervousness. This got Princess to shift her expression slightly, though she was still holding an energy ball on him. Michael slowly began to rise, going extra slowly as to show he didn't mean her any harm. "My names Michael… Michael Pelham…" he said with his hands raised. "… I promise, I'm not gonna hurt you… and even if I wanted to, does it look like I can?" He added.
It was here the Spirit dispelled her energy ball, also lowering her hand, but she still looked like she had her guard fully on. "When we met before, you said the same thing… that you didn't come to kill me…" Princess said…
WHOOSH! GRAB!
However in a quick burst of speed impossible for the human eye to follow, Princess pinned Michael against the wall he was just on with only one hand. Even though he grunted upon impact with the wall, he didn't attempt to try and break free either. Just feeling her grip told him it would be pointless, plus merely trying might undo whatever progress he might have made.
"Then why else would you be here? If your not here to kill me, what other possible reason could you have for coming here?" She asked him, leaning in a bit.
"I… go to school here," Michael answered honestly. He was surprised no 'choices' were generated for him beforehand, so either it wasn't necessary or Kotori and her crew left it up to him.
"School?" Princess asked, which gave Mike confusion.
"You don't… know what school is?" He asked.
"No. I don't." She answered.
'Holy shit, she IS an alien.' Mike thought to himself. "School is…" he began, but thought about what words he should use very carefully. If she didn't know what school was, she probably didn't know any other terms for society that were considered normal. "A place where humans learn. We come here every day. And I myself just transferred to Japan from America." He explained in much detail as he thought was necessary.
Princess cocked an eyebrow. "Japan?… America?…"
Michael would facepalm if the situation wasn't so serious. Of course she wouldn't know the geography of this planet, she's probably from another one! "Japan… and America, are 2 different countries… or I guess regions could also be an acceptable term." He explained again. Thankfully this didn't trigger another question from the Spirit. "But back to you, why are you so sad?"
In response to that, she held him into the wall a bit tighter. "Isn't that obvious? Every human has been trying to kill me, they all want me dead even though I've done nothing to them!"
"Well, I'm not." Michael said.
"Liar!" Princess protested.
"Just look at the situation we're in!" Michael blurted out again, which did capture the Spirits attention. "You have me right where you want me, pinned right against a wall! If you wanted too, you could take out that oversized light saber you have, cut my head off, and I've have no way of fighting back!" The Spirit only continue to look into his eyes, as if searching for deceit. "I swear… on my mothers grave… I don't have nor ever had a reason to kill you…" He added in a softer voice.
While she had no idea what a light saber was, the 'saber' part made Princess assume he was talking about her Angel. With his words telling her the clear optics, she continued staring at him some more. He felt the Spirit loosen her grip after a few seconds, but still kept him pinned. "You claim to have no intentions on killing me… but if that's true, then why did you follow me here?" She asked, and this is where dialogue options came up for Kotori and her crew.
1) To meet you.
2) No particular reason.
3) Was just passing through.
"Seeing as her first reaction wasn't the best, lets go with 1 this time. The safe route." Kotori said. If Michael was being honest, he reeeeeeeeally didn't want to listen to another crazy dialogue option from Kotori, but it sounded like a safe one once she read it back to him.
Michael: I wanted to meet you.
"Meet me?" The Spirit questioned, looking very much confused. She began backing off, removing her hand from Michael's person. "… why the heck would you want to do that?"
1) I'm interested in you.
2) I want to ask you something.
3) So we could fuck.
"Hmm… I'm interested in you, I want to ask you something, or so we could…" Kotori coughed the last one off. "Get married." She changed it verbally. Must be a bug in the system or something. "… Have any ideas?" Kotori asked her crew. This was a tough choice, as Princess now appeared willing to talk but was still cautious. This could decide whether Princess opens her heart, or closes it off again.
"I recommend something straightforward, so 3 is out." Suggested Bad Marriage.
"Exactly. This girls way too serious for anything else." Agreed 100+ Waifus.
Michael gritted his teeth as the ships crew discussed a plan in his ear. For "professionals", they certainly weren't getting it. This girl was suffering. He could see it. She had been attacked in this country over and over again for God knows how long, and it appears the only time she lashes out was in self-defense. Everyone around her looked at her funny, treated her as if she was some monster and while she might be, she appeared willing to listen if spoken too.
She must have felt alone.. trapped… abandoned… just like him…
"Oh, this is ridiculous!" Michael suddenly said, getting off the wall quickly. His sudden moves caught Princess by surprise. She would have attacked him for this, but he spoke before just when she began raising her arm. "Listen, ma'am! I get what your going through. Believe me, I do!" Michael began to speak… speaking from his heart.
Princess didn't know why… but something about his tone made her freeze.
"Numbskull, what are you doing?!" Kotori asked in a surprised and annoyed voice, but Michael just ignored her.
"I can see it in your eyes… all that pain… all that sadness… your upset, not just because your being shot at every time you pop in… its because you're all alone! Alone in a world you must know very little about!" Michael spoke in a tone that began to get more emotional.
"Michael! Stop it!" Kotori ordered him, fearing him talking without guidance would cause something to go wrong. Again, she was ignored.
"Well I am too! I traveled halfway across this damn planet, to a country and culture that I am NOT a hundred percent familiar with myself!" The Princess Spirit kept her eyes locked on him… but the more he spoke, the more her expression changed and the lower her arm went. "Trust me, there are still things I'm learning here… things that I never knew, or shit I originally took for granted back home!" Michael continued.
"Knock it off! Wait for our signal befo-" Kotori yelled at him, but her voice was then cut off. The reason, Michael had reached for his ear quickly, and he took off the earpiece and threw it off to the side, where it banged against a wall and hit the ground due to gravity. Princess would have attacked him for this normally, but something deep inside her told her that this boy was nothing to be afraid of; plus the thing he threw did not explode so it wasn't a bomb or missile, as that would be stupid to set one off with himself still in the vicinity.
That's nothing to say of the reaction of the Fraxinus crew, who all just stared at what Michael just did. In fact, while Kotori looked absolutely shocked, one of her lower eyelids was twitching.
With the voices in his ear silenced, Michael continued his rant. "Sometimes, I wonder if it was a mistake to come here… maybe I was just wasting my time… but then I saw you; in the same boat as me!" While Princess had no idea what a boat was, Michael still had not stopped talking, nor did she have the words to stop him. "You and me… we're both out of place! Me being 1000's of miles from home, and you 1000's of light years away from wherever you came from!"
While the Armored Spirit still looked at him, still on her guard if he tried something funny, she could feel the emotion coming out in his words. Most humans just shot at her first, and didn't bother asking questions at all… but him…
"Just know this: even if your not human like me, even if your from a completely different solar system, that doesn't matter to me! I understand what your feeling! Because I know what its like being alone and feeling like your trapped!" Michael finally finished his very long monologue.
THAT… is when Princesses expression COMPLETELY changed. She was no longer stone-faced… her face now screamed total shock, her eyes widened and her mouth having dropped open once the American finished his tirade. It had gotten so quiet, you could hear a pin drop and hit the floor in the next galaxy over.
Kotori herself was stunned herself. This Spirit looked like something was gonna snap. She hated to ask this, but she had to know. "… how bad is it?… her Happiness Meter?"
"Actually Commander…" Hinako said, getting Kotori's attention.
"… look." Kozue said, noticing the same thing her cohort did. The entire crew saw it. Princesses Meter, which had only risen to about 20% with all their questions to her… had slowly but surely increased by a decent spike to 50%, and continued to steadily increase.
Back in the school, Princess turned away so her back was facing Michael. 'Wait… did I fuck it up?' He thought. There was a bit more silence until Princess spoke back to him.
"Hey… Michael, right?" Princess began to say, seemingly gathering her thoughts. "When you said, you knew what I was feeling… were you being serious?" She asked him, her hard tone from before having also changed a slight bit to something more friendlier. Both Kotori, and even Michael himself, could not believe it. He actually gotten through to her, even if he only pierced her Armor slightly.
"I was." Michael said.
"But like, really serious?" Princess asked again to confirm, her tone almost sounding hopeful.
"Really serious." Michael repeated.
"Like, you swear?"
"I swear."
"Like, swear on your life?"
"I do."
"Like really, really serious?"
"Really, really serious."
"Really, really, seriously, really serious?"
Interally, while he thought the first three were cute, Michael was starting to get a bit annoyed by the back and forth repeating, but didn't let it show. "Seriously, really, really, seriously, really."
"Seriously, really, really, seriously serious for real, 100% really serious, for seriously really?!" Princess repeated again.
'If she seriously pulls another Eddie Murphy for real…' Michael thought… then it hit him what he's been doing. 'Great… now I'm doing it!' He swallowed his pride before answering the Spirit for hopefully the final time. "Seriously really that's really serious. We're talking over 1000% serious… really."
Thankfully Princess did not repeat herself anymore, but she had turned around again while making cute grumbling noises and ruffling her own head/hair with her hands after turning her back to Mike again. When she turned back around to answer him, she had folded her arms across her chest. "You think pretty words are gonna fool me? Who would honestly fall for such an amateur trick? Baka! Baka!"
Michael grew a forehead vein that pulsed a few times while his face twisted into annoyed anger. 'Did this alien just call me a dummy?' He asked himself. Now hearing "Baka" being lodged at characters in anime was cute, don't get him wrong… but directly at him…
He went to open his mouth, probably to go on an angry rant, but Princess continued before he could speak again. "Then again, you are the first human to try talking to me, and the only one I've had a normal conversation with…" She said as she turned away for a moment. "I'm still not entirely sure of your intentions, but you do seem different from the other humans…" she continued. "Yes… perhaps I can learn more from you about this strange world and why humans are so violent." She added, though appeared to be talking more to herself that time.
'Yup… definitely from another solar system.' Michael thought. For a girl who had intense strength and can fire energy, she had a very much different curious side to her personality which didn't seem to fit her codename. "Okay." He said, clapping his hands together once. "So why not tell me your name now instead of me calling you 'You'?" He suggested, gesturing his closed hands her as if they were his fingers.
Princess turned back to him. "My name?"
"Yeah. Don't you want to talk some more? Feels weird if I can't call you something." Michael asked her.
The Spirit was quiet for a moment before answering him again. "I don't… have a name…"
Michael blinked… was she serious? She didn't have a name?… Why?… Isn't that how it works? Mommy and Daddy Alien/Spirit love each other very much, then a new one bursts out of the chest of the victim they laid their eggs in? "Y… you don't?" He asked.
"No. I never had one of those. My birth was so sudden and…" Princess let her guard down, but then stopped herself from speaking any further by cutting herself off mid-sentence. She couldn't believe she dropped her defenses and almost spilled personal information like that. "… in any case, why don't you think up a name for me?"
"Well; Princess putting us to work now, isn't she?" Kotori said. "Alright, team! We need a cute name for a cute girl on the double!" Upon giving her new command, the crew's monitors, including Kotori's, changed to the type of screen you'd electronically sign your name after using a credit card or something similar.
"Just us might not be enough options… should I call in the troops?" Asked Reine, and by troops, she meant lonely old (and young) men who played dating sims.
"One step ahead of you." Said Kotori, having already thought of that. Sure enough, 100's of different names began popping up, with the crews names coming in first. "Seriously, Kyoji?! We are NOT naming Princess after one of your Ex-wives!" Kotori yelled at Bad Marriage, whom sulked at being called out, then another crew members name came up. "And what the hells that garbage?! How do you even pronounce that?!" She yelled at the name-giver, this time Masaomi.
"Its Clarabelle!" Masaomi said.
"What are we naming, a Spirit or a Cow?! Can't ANYONE here think of a decent name?!" Kotori said, skimming through the list of names quickly herself, then pointed to one. "That one! Try Tomei!"
"Uh, Commander?" Asked Hinako, getting a 'hmm?' from Kotori in response. "How do we tell Michael?"
Kotori humorously flinched at that, realized that without the earpiece he tossed of, he couldn't hear them anymore. Michael was on his own.
Back with Michael and the Nameless Spirit, he looked at her while trying to come up with something. Naming wasn't an issue for a baby and they had little choice in the matter until they got older and maybe wanted to legally change it. This was a Spirit, who looked to be around the same age demographic as Michael, making it a bit harder.
That's excluding the fact she could blast him to smithereens…
Michael: Uh… Princess?
Her Happiness, which had risen to 60% from their conversing, quickly dipped to 50…
SWIPE!… Cr-CRASH!
She also swiped with her arm again, only to cut the wall behind Michael cleanly, where the place she swiped made the wall slide off itself like a knife through butter. The boy eeped at this.
"The Mecha-Mechas call me that all the time. I can tell when I'm being mocked." Princess said, misinterpreting Michael's suggestion.
"Ok, you don't like it, that's fine…" Michael nervously chuckled. He honestly shouldn't be surprised, humans having attacked her who knows how many times so it only made sense she would hear her codename at least once, and of course NOT want to be associated with it. "How's about… Yuma?"
Princess' Happiness dropped to 40 as she began to frown, and held up a finger and summoned a tiny ball of light. Of course, this made Mikey even more nervous with A nervous smile.
Michael: Uuuuuuh… Akane?
Happiness = 30. Ball grew a bit bigger.
Michael: … (squeaks) clarabelle?
Happiness = 15. Ball was now the same size as the first she dispelled before. One more wrong answer, he's toast… literally.
'Okay, Mikey! Stop screwing around! You need a good name… NOW!' Michael panicked. 'Think, Mikey, THINK! There HAS to be a name for her… a perfect name she'll like, and not Blip you into the next universe over!' He looked around the room with his eyes, scanning for something that could help him. Not like he'd find much in a devastated classroom due to a Spacial Quake and a Spirit tossing energy waves at him, but he did so out of anxiety.
That's when he saw it… a calendar… on a wall near the chalkboard, which was somehow not destroyed completely. The bottom portion of it had been vaporized (either by the Quake or Princesses attacks), but the month "April" was still visible, or at least still somewhat readable as a clean cut went horizontally across it.
He REALLY wished he hadn't thrown off his earpiece. He could probably use Kotori's help right about now…
Then it hit him… would such a name even work? Or will he finally get a Game Over? With nothing else to really lose, aside from maybe an arm, Michael's new answer was: "T-Tohka!" He said quickly, then immediately shut his eyes, mentally bracing for an incoming attack.
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No attack came. In fact, Princesses energy ball began to shrink until it disappeared. Her Happiness didn't drop [though it didn't increase] either. That's when Michael slowly opened an eye, then looked back to the Spirit.
"… Toh-ka… Tohka… Ka… Toh. Ka." She repeated the name a few times, as if testing the words on her tongue and seeing how they felt. It sort of reminded Michael of this one shape-shifting deer thingy he read in a book once, how and when it finally morphed to a human form, it had the habit of using its new human tongue to drag out (AKA: try out) different words and sounds… "Yeah. Tohka works, I guess. Better than that other gibberish you suggested."
Thankfully Princess, now willing to call herself Tohka for now, was okay with the name chosen. Michael walked over to the chalkboard, and while normally 'Tohka' would have questioned or take a defensive stance such a move, she let him continue. A few humans that wanted her dead had done this, either flying or jumping back before trying to strike her.
"What are you doing?" 'Tohka' asked him as he got a piece of chalk (how it wasn't destroyed he wasn't gonna question) from the tray and began writing on it.
"I'm writing your name out." Michael said while focusing on writing the name and not turning back to face her. Admittedly, writing in Kanji was not the easiest thing for him, having taken years of practice; but he read and spoke Japanese pretty well from said practice.
Sure they butted heads allot, but Kotori was one hell of a teacher…
"Write… ting?" Tohka asked, making Michael stop mid-writing and look back at her in silence for a moment.
"You really don't know anything, do you?" He asked. His response was another frown and a tiny pebble-sized ball on Tohka's finger. At this point, while it was a bit nerve-racking, it was also getting old. "You wanna spell your name or not?" He offered dryly, also holding up the chalk he used.
Tohka denied the chalk and just walked over and used the same pebble-sized ball to burn her new name into the board. She did spell it correctly, though it was a little clumsy. She hasn't written anything up until this point. "Here. Try again." Michael said, then tried to erase it with the provided eraser (again, wasn't gonna question how it was not destroyed)…
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Then of course, realized the stupidity of this action as it didn't come off. "… right." He then chucked the eraser behind him, it flying off with a whistling sound, ending somewhere in the room. He then patted a spot next to the clumsily-written 'Tohka' word. "Here."
The newly-named Tohka tried again, looking allot more focused, and referred back to Michael's written 'Tohka' more than the first time as a reference, making sure she got it right. When she finished her second attempt, it was definitely better than the first, though she messed up on the curvy part of the "香" character. It didn't actually matter, but she grumbled and scooted over to try a third time, wanting to make it perfect.
Just as she went to began writing again, Michael's hand grabbed her own quickly and gently just before her outstretched finger got close enough to make more burn marks in the chalkboard. He wrapped his fingers around her hand for would she could only assume was control, using his index finger and thumb to kept her own index finger stabilized. He was also against her back somewhat, his head over only of her shoulders.
When this first happened, she gave a low gasp, but now her strong side kicked in. "What are you…?"
"Just!" Michael cut her off before she could finish, catching her off-guard, then took a breath through his nose to calm himself, and added more calmly: "Just relax." Michael then proceeded to guide Tohka's hand… oh, now she got it. He was trying to help her.
As they worked together to write Tohka's new name, she could feel how warm Michael's hand was, feeling blood pulsing throughout his hand, matching the rhythm of her own. His grip, although gentle, was also quite strong even though she could very easily tear his arm out of his socket right now if she wanted too. She also happened to glance at his face with her eyes… they were pretty close to each other, and he looked both determined and focused as he continued guiding her hand.
Fascinating. Aside from the hair and certain features on her own body, it appeared a human being was no different from herself. She also didn't understand why… but her chest was starting to feel funny… how odd. Unless she was out of breath, her chest would never feel this strange, but it wasn't in her lungs otherwise she'd be gasping for breath. It felt more towards the center of her chest for some reason… weird.
Deciding to ignore it, she looked back toward her almost-done name, continuing to work with Michael to spell it. They finally did finish it, and it was a perfect match to how Michael wrote his. The only difference was it being a burn mark so if this building ever gets repaired or used again, it'll take a while to clean them up.
"Ta-daaaa." Michael joked, letting go of her hand, though Tohka didn't laugh for either not finding it funny or not understanding the context. All she did do was slowly place the same hand she wrote it with against it, slowly dragging it down the characters.
"Tohka… that's; my name…" she said, then looked back to Michael. "Michael… thank you." She showed gratitude and for the first time, she smiled, her Happiness going back up significantly. To be honest, Michael felt his heart skip a beat. Despite her Spirit Armor giving her the appearance of 'don't even think of fucking with me, or else'; she was still a very pretty girl…
"Well, they're getting along really well." Kotori said back in Fraxinus. She had to give Mike some credit. While he made a few mistakes, he recovered pretty well, though one could make the argument he just got insanely lucky. Tohka's Happiness Meter was back to where it originally was when Michael said he understood her pain, now back to 50.
Alarms suddenly started blaring, of course making the crew a little nervous. Tohka's Happiness wasn't dipping… was there another Spacial Quake on the way?… no… it was something worse, but they couldn't warn Michael for already established reasons.
PEW, PEW, PEW, PEW, PEW!
Shoots suddenly fired on Tohka and forcing Michael to back away, killing the mood, but a barrier of her power protected her from any harm. It was the AST, flying above while shooting at Tohka as she was now visible to them due to a hole in the side of the building. They had no idea Micheal was in there with her as a wall blocked the view of him.
"Captain, is this approved?" Asked one of the AST to the captain, Ryouko.
"We haven't gotten clearance to engage in the target, but we have permission to smoke her out." Ryouko answered, as she and some others were reloading their guns. They stopped firing, most likely to wait for Tohka's response.
'Great. Right when we were just having a moment.' Michael though dryly.
"You should go," Tohka said. "I'd like to talk more, but I don't want to you get hurt by your own kind either." She added out of concern for Michael. Even if it was for only a few minutes, she felt like she had one ally in this strange world.
Part of Michael kind of did want to leave, not wanting to get shot or get caught in the crossfire again… but another part… "… Now YOUR the Baka if you think I'm going anywhere…" he said to her, then he stubbornly sat down on the floor. "I'm not leaving you alone."
"Michael…" Tohka said, but Mike cut her off.
"I'm. Not. Leaving." He repeated, one word at a time to emphasize his determination. Sure Tohka was scary powerful, but once you got past that barrier, Tohka seemed like a kind person yet clueless about the world around her. "Don't you want to learn more about this rock we live on? Then have a seat."
Tohka could only look down at Michael… again, she felt that same weird feeling in her chest a second time now… it really confused her. She was thinking it was maybe her guard as someone was touching her, but now it triggered again when someone sat 3 feet from her?… So strange.
She looked back up at the AST, having stopped attacking and just flew in the sky in formation. Yes, she wanted to continue talking, it was honestly a nice change of pace. But just being near her put him in danger.
"Just tune them out. Like they're not even there." Michael said.
"… Tune them…?" Tohka started.
"Its human talk for: ignore them." Michael cut her off again, having already predicted her question. "Come on. Sit." He told her, and in silence, Tohka did so. Not even a second after that, the AST opened fire again. "Oh… and can you get that?" Mike then pointed to the earpiece he threw before, which was still near the chalkboard, and somehow had NOT gotten shot once.
It was either luck, or bad aim.
Under normal circumstances, Tohka would have questioned why someone would want an item back, but she felt she could trust him. She used her hand to channel power to form a bubble of energy around the earpiece, which then floated over to Michael upon incasing the item in question, then the bubble vanished dropping the earpiece into Michael's lap. He then put it on, figuring he might need it.
"What exactly is that?" Tohka felt the need to ask.
"It's sentimental. Like your sword." Was Michael's answer.
Then they talked… and talked… and talked some more. Even as the AST kept reloading a seemingly limitless supply of magazines, they continued their conversation as if they were not even there.
They talked for about an hour, even as the gunfire rained around them. Tohka had so many questions, but Michael answered all of them. What was a boat that he mentioned earlier, what were some of the buildings were called, what those metal boxes on four wheels were, etc. Some of his answers lead to more questions such as why humans go into buildings was brought up; that lead to "what is a house?", "what is a bed?", "what is a kitchen?"… even "what is a toaster?"
Seriously; she was asking so many general knowledge questions, you'd honestly think she was an alien.
Date A Live Practice Chapter 6 - 2:
"No, I'm not doing anything tomorrow. Why?" Kurumi asked kindly. Out of nowhere, Michael approached her as she was changing her shoes from her shoe locker, as the school day was over and was slipping on more comfortable, more casual shoes.
"Oh, I was… wondering…" Michale trailed off a bit, feeling very strange talking to Kurumi, given what he just witnessed a few hours ago on camera feed.
As if out of genuine concern, Kurumi took some steps toward Michael. "Are you ok? You've been acting really strange today," she got a bit closer, looking right into his face. "Is something wrong?… You look kinda pale…"
'Yeah. Talking to a dead girl.' Michael thought to himself. He still couldn't believe Mana, his cousin of all people, murdered her in cold blood… okay, maybe the pool of blood and blood spatter all over the alleyway was cause for concern, but Mana didn't even give Kurumi a second to explain herself.
For a lack of better words, Mana "cut straight to the point".
Then, Kurumi gave an open mouth smile, then slyly smirked. "Do you need to go to the Nurse's Office?"
"I did before. Missed your chance." Michael fired back at her with a smirk of his own, recovering from his hesitation.
"Oh, darn. What a shame." Kurumi playfully lamented.
"Buuuuut… if your free tomorrow…" He offered.
Kurumi gave a small blush, still having her signature smile. "… are you asking me out on a date?"
"No. Just setting you up so I can drag you into my lair." Michael said, giving a playful expression.
"Alright. I'll go down to your lair with you. It'd be an honor." Kurumi agreed with a bright smile, which wasn't too surprising considering she had admitted to having a crush on him.
"How's 10:00 sound? We can meet by the fountain at the station." Michael asked.
"Sounds like a dream come true. You better show me a good time." Kurumi said, her smile a bit brighter.
"Awwwwww, there's gonna be kids around though…" Michael got the dirty joke Kurumi threw at him, mock-complaining that they'll probably be around families.
Kurumi giggled her signature giggle. "Oh well. Always next time." She then bowed to him. "I'll see you tomorrow then; I can't wait!" She then left with a happy look on her face, almost skipping as she did so, leaving Michael alone.
He really surprised himself sometimes. At first, he never even wanted this job, his 'Darling Little Sister' just thought it would be a great idea… but after seeing that these Spirits didn't mean to cause destruction, nor did they seem like bad people in any capacity, it just felt wrong to leave them hanging. Hell, the ONLY reason he came to Japan in the first place was to figure out why he was left behind by daddy, thinking his Japanese mother knew a possible answer. Now here he was, tasked with taking entities out on dates; who could LITERALLY put a hole smack-through the middle of the earth. Technically, he hasn't taken Yoshino out on one as of yet; all he did was invite her over while looking for her puppet, then stupidly walked into a giant blizzard, but the point still stands. He sealed both Tohka's and Yoshino's powers to keep them safe.
Now… it was Kurumi's turn.
'I'll save you. From your own power… and my cousin,' Michael promised Kurumi to himself. "I swear, Kurumi… I'll make you want me!" He said aloud. And since she already had a crush on him, having watched him save the other girls, that made this a hell of allot easier. What could possibly go wrong?
…
…
?: You'll make Kurumi what exactly?
"GAAAAA-HAAAAAAAAA!" Mike freaked out as he heard a voice directly behind him. He got away from the sudden sound, then turned to it while holding a hand on his racing heart and taking deep breaths'. It was Origami, whom appeared behind him out of nowhere… How long was she standing there?!
"… You." He began, pointing to her with the hand he used to hold his still-beating chest. "Need to turn off stealth mode."
"Michael…" Origami said, in an uncharacteristically serious and also highly concerned tone of voice. "What were you saying about Kurumi?"
Knowing what he knows, and considering Origami was an AST member, Michael was not fully willing to tell her what was going on. That's not even mentioning the fact they work for two opposing organizations. "Uh… t-that's classified."
Of course, Origami was not one to quit so easily. "I'll ask again…" She said, now getting closer to Michael. He began backing off not just because she was assertive, but she was also a decently cute girl who also had odd social cues. "What's going on with you and Kurumi?"
"N-Nothing. Just… flirting back and forth again." He white-lied, though to be fair it wasn't a total lie.
"Michael Pelham! Answer me!" Origami, growing impatient with his deflecting, had him up against the lockers now with her bare hands; one held his chest down, the other was on the lockers themselves for leverage as she looked right into his face. Despite her smaller stature, she was pretty strong… then again this was the same girl who went toe-to-toe with Tohka and squeezed a soda can to the point of it exploding. "What is it? What did you just talk to her about?!"
"… Look. I know your a bit jealous of Tohka and all… and your concerned of me living with 2 Spirits now, that's sweet of you. But I can handle it. Hell, I put up with you for…" Michael tried to assure his frenemy. Yes, he had fun with Origami while they dated, but that was before he learned the truth about the Space Quakes.
Out of worry, Origami couldn't keep it to herself any longer. "Michael! She's dead!" She blurted out to him, having seen the Spirit die at the hands of Mana with her own eyes. While Michael did react to her choice of words, it was not the reaction one would expect, let anyone when you tell someone someone else had passed on. Origami expected him to either have a normal reaction as anyone like: 'what?'. 'for real?', or 'I'm sorry for your loss'… the third one not entirely appropriate in this instance but; ya know… something! Even a 'Michael Reaction' would have done.
Origami very slowly removed her hands, first from the locker and then from his chest before backing off even more slowly, taking slow steps back, her face now twice as concerned. "… why don't you look surprised?" She asked him, her tone now low but still held the concern. Michael did not answer her… he didn't know how. What was he supposed to say? "… You knew already… didn't you?" She asked him.
Michael did not answer. He looked away with his eyes.
Origami flashed back about earlier, when she confronted Kurumi to get answers but that only lead to her being restrained by white arms from black masses, then Kurumi freaking her out by calling her delicious and touching her. She honestly thought she was gonna die, but thankfully the Nightmare had let her go, deciding to "save her for dessert".
They may be on opposite sides now, and had very different opinions on Spirits, but she still cared about him.
"Michael… don't try to save her." Origami said, almost sounding as if begging or requesting him.
"I can't do that, Origami… I have to try." Michael told her.
"Michael…"
"I know!… How you feel about them…" Michael continued, cutting Origami off. "But I've seen good sides to them. They don't mean to cause harm without a reason… maybe she was attacked yesterday, and all that blood was in self-defense." Michael justified, not seeing the point of keeping what they both knew to himself. "Kurumi even found me instead of either of us finding her, so maybe she wants help."
This was one of the reasons Origami liked Michael. Even if you could be perceived to be in the wrong, he'd still try to defend you; going as far as mouthing off to the other party, until he had clear-cut evidence to suggest otherwise. She went to open her mouth again, but Michael wasn't done yet.
"I won't let Mana kill her again… but I won't let Kurumi kill anyone else either. But in order to do that, I HAVE to seal her power." He finished. "Now I gotta go, or Tohka'll eat me before Kurumi has a chance." He added a small joke before running off.
"Mic-…" Origami held a hand out as she called him, but he was already long gone. After a pause, her hand dropped slowly. Was that really all true? From what she's seen after the other 2 Spirits got sealed up, they didn't seem so bad (even though one constantly got in her way when it came to Michael). They were weird, one being obsessed with a puppet and the other obsessed with eating… and their powers DID go off sometimes, but nowhere near the same destruction Origami once witnessed as a child.
Still… Kurumi seemed very different. "… Michael…" she sighed, now alone.
XXX
"Sorry I missed our lunch date, Tohka. Kotori called me and… well, ya know." Michael apologized to Tohka, the boy having bags of food from the store they went to. It couldn't be counted as a substitute date, it was more of an errand. But the one thing that bothered Michael was how silent Tohka was the whole time. She'd normally be trying free samples and if not that, more questions about the world around her when she saw something new. It felt very off for her to not do either of those things, but the Princess kept saying she was fine every time Michael asked her about it.
Maybe she was just hungry again?… Nah. He wasn't that stupid. While it very well could be a reason, she only started acting this way when he didn't show up for their lunch date.
"Yeah… I know…" Tohka said in a low tone. She was happy Michael didn't keep where he went a secret, but she was still kinda sad they didn't get to have that time to spend together. The door to Michael's room creaked open, and the duo walked into the dark room as the lights were off. The only light that came in was the sun rays of the day via the windows.
Once the door was closed behind them… Tohka locked it. That… was Step 1…
Michael just put the groceries on the kitchen counter, and he heard the curtains close for some reason. Looking in the direction of the curtains, he saw Tohka's absurdly long hair move as if she had just turned around. "… Too hot?… I mean, track wasn't easy for me today either." It was a stupid joke he just made, but Mike didn't get a reaction from the Spirit. She just stood there with her head down, eyes obstructed by her hair.
"Tohka, are you ok? Like, for real, is something bothering you?" Michael walked toward Tohka, not understanding what has gotten into her and couldn't help but feel concerned. Did the missed lunch date affect her THAT badly?
His only answer was her undoing her top. First the ribbon, then all the buttons of her uniform so her bra was showing. She then took a paper out of one of her pockets before putting it in her mouth, then started crawling on all fours like an animal. The poor (or lucky) boy felt his heart skip 2 beats.
"N-N-N-N-N-Nani, nani, nani, nani, nani?! T-T-Tohka, w-what are you doing?!" Michael said, not understanding what the hell Tohka was doing… well… he did. He just didn't get why. She just continued crawled toward him, her hair dragging on the floor due to its length; her eyes focused solely on him, making sounds from her throat… was she purring?! "Uh! I'm more of a dog person!" He added as he fell back on the couch behind him, getting nervous.
This was not the reaction Tohka wanted. 'This isn't working.'She thought. She then quickly sat up while just as quickly getting a new piece of paper that looked like it came out of a journal. She stared at this new paper for a moment, before putting it back in her pocket. After that, she stuffed the paper that she had in her mouth into her cleavage.
Now… Mike's heart skipped 3 beats.
He could only sit there as Tohka slowly climbed onto the couch above him, her hands ending up on both sides of him… odd. Ai, Mai and Mii said this would get Michael's face to turn red; which in turn would get him to agree to a date according to them. His face did in fact change color, but then… why was herface heating up? And her heart beating a little faster?
"Uh… M-Michael?" Tohka asked, climbing up closer to him, which only got both kids' hearts to race and faces to redden even more.
'Holy shit… is this happening?… Am I gonna have to take out my subway train and go down the forbidden tunnel?!' Michael couldn't help but think, his hormones flaring up. What can he say? Spirit/Alien or not, she was still pretty attractive. "Y-Yeah, Tohka?" He asked her, which was the only words he could think of to say. If they were gonna take it that far, he wasn't he could say 'no', nor did he think she'd like it due to his… lack of experience. They could figure it out as they…
Michael mentally shook those last thoughts. Regardless, it looked like he might reach manhood before his 18th birthday. Tohka herself couldn't help but swallow and breathe out before answering him due to how close they both gotten. "T-Tomorrow… can we… go on a date?… please?"
So many alarm bells and sirens were going off in Michael's head, feeling as if the world was spinning. His eyes began to glance downward a bit, but he forced them to look into the eyes of Tohka, though it didn't help much at all.
"A date?" He asked, which Tohka nodded too. He glanced down again, but then noticed that paper she took out of her pocket before, which was now poking out… why did she keep looking at it before doing something? "… well, uh… can I ask you something first?"
Tohka didn't expect that, but figured it was part of the process so she didn't question it. Being this close to Michael was really starting to affect her, her heart feeling like it was gonna shoot out of her rib cage at any moment, but it seemed this was working so she stuck with it. "Um… o… okay…"
Since her attention was so focused in Michael, she had no idea one of his arms reached for the paper in her pocket. "I wanna know…" Michael said, making sure to keep her distracted. Against his better judgement, he also leaned up a bit closer. If either of then wanted to, they could very easily kiss right now.
And with Tohka's guard down…
SNATCH!
"What's this?" He said in his normal tone (which took a bit of effort due to raging hormones) as he slid out from underneath her, paper in hand.
Realizing her secret was about to be exposed, Tohka panicked. "Wait! NO! DON'T READ THAT!" She said, sounding a little embarrassed. She ran toward Michael to stop him, but all the Spirit Sealer had to do was hold one hand out so her hand impacted with it, while The Princess flailed her arms so fast they made after-images while trying to reach for him.
With Tohka incapacitated, Michael shook the paper once to get it uncrumbled and read the mystery letter…
How to make Michael yours in an instant! Seduction techniques for Tohka!
Step 1: When your both alone, close the door(s) and lock it.
Step 2: Shut any curtains, or at least get as little light in the room as possible.
Step 3: Undo your top. Be sure to show your breasts (DON'T take off your bra!), and do the Female Leopard Pose with ticket in your mouth. Crawling toward him is optional, but recommended.
Step 4: If Step 3 doesn't work, stuff ticket in your boobs. If you have not crawled toward him at this point, now you have too. Crawling on him if he fell back is highly suggested. Be sure to show him the ticket in your boobs as close as possible.
Step 5: If 4 and 3 SOMEHOW do not work… push him down. Americans' LOVE being dominated.
It didn't take a genius to figure out who wrote this. While still looking down at the letter (and still keeping Tohka away; her arms still flailing), Michael raised his head up with a blank expression. "They're so lame…" He said, dryly.
Though to be honest, those girls knew their shit…
Michael took a tiny step backward while still holding Tohka back, then quickly removed his hand so she fell on the floor with a thud. This also caused the ticket stuck in ber boobs to fall out too. She gave a cute groan before rolling over to look up, only to see Michael with hands on his hips leaning his upper body forward so he can look down on her. He also smiled at her. "You could've just asked." He told her, making her blush but for a different reason.
He held out a hand to help her up, which she took. She of course didn't need it, but appreciated it. "So… can we?" Tohka asked again.
It's not that Michael didn't want to go, but he already made plans, yet he also felt bad saying no… but if he said yes or said nothing, he'd get worse than a Game Over. "I'd like too, but…" But?! Tohka began to feel sad again. 'But' was a pretty strong word. While still holding Tohka's hand, Mike lead her to the couch and sat down, making her sit with him. "Alright; button yourself back up, and let me explain…"
XXX
Tohka took in all the information she was given. Michael had just finished telling her the story of how he asked Kurumi out on a date, and how a camera feed caught her being hunted by his own cousin. He left out the part where Kurumi was murdered… that's something he didn't know if Tohka could handle right now.
Hearing the new girl had been asked out, it triggered the same feelings Tohka felt when Yoshino first appeared, but only for a moment as with the AST involved so quickly, this sounded quite serious.
"So your meeting her at 10:00 tomorrow… to seal her too?" Tohka asked.
"Yup. All part of the job," Michael said, then looked directly at Tohka. "I couldn't lie to ya, Tohka. What was I gonna do, set up multiple dates in one day? What kind of Baka would be stupid enough to try that, and think they'd get away with it?" He added. "When I ask you out for a date, Tohka. It'll be just you and me. No one else."
Tohka's heart felt as if it stopped beating for a moment upon hearing Michael's last sentence. "Mi… Michael…" Tohka couldn't help but stare at him. As they sat next to each other, they continued staring at each other, and automatically begin to lean slowly closer towards the other person…
RING-RING-RING-RING! RING-RING-RING-RING! RING-RING-RING-RING!
Michael's phone went off, killing the mood. It forced them both to back away in embarrassment. "I'm uh… gonna take this," said Michael awkwardly. He looked at his phone to see Origami was calling. "Yo?"
Origami: We're going on a date tomorrow.
Michael: Uh, no we're not.
Origami: 10 o'clock sharp.
Michael: Did you not…?
*Click!* Boop… Boop… Boop…
Michael pulled the phone away from his ear, and looked at the screen that now said 'call ended'. He had to give her credit, Origami was extremely persistent. Tohka looked at him questioningly, not hearing Origami's end of the conversation. "Great…" He groaned. It would be pointless to call her back, as she'll just insist they ARE going on a date, or just hang up on him again.
Deciding not to get aggravated over it, he got off the couch and went into the kitchen, most likely to prepare dinner. Tohka just watched him go, thinking to herself…
XXX
The next day, 9:40AM…
"Gotta hand it ya, bro… double booking? Didn't think you were the Player type." Kotori's voice came through the headset in Michael's ear as he walked to the meeting place.
"Says the one who thinks Spirits living with us is a good idea…" Michael groaned back to her. It got crazy at times, but at least it was never boring. Still… how many Spirits were out there anyway? Did they even have enough room for ALL of them? "Besides, you told me not to cancel with Origami."
"Because if you do, Origami will get more suspicious." Kotori said.
"Yeaaaah. Last thing I want is to appear sus…" Michael said.
"Stop worrying. We've all got your back, Michael. We'll keep everything in order, you focus on working whatever charm you supposedly have." Kotori said, joking a bit with him towards the end.
"… … That's what I'm afraid of…" He said with no shame as he made his way up some stairs. Even with all their advanced technology, she honestly believed dating two girls at the same time would still be possible? And without one running into the other?
He was gonna get hurt. Or something would blow up… He could feel it.
Once to the top of the staircase, he saw Orgami waiting at the fountain… with several birds perched on her. Michael and everyone in Fraxinus sweatdropped… how long had she been standing there?!
GRAB!
Michael: WAAAAH!
Before Origami noticed him, Michael something pull him back down the stairs. He was gonna cuss the person out for doing something so dangerous, but saw it was… "Tohka?"
Indeed it was, the Spirit sporting new clothes. She wore a white bow in her hair sort of reminiscent of the one that came with her Astral Dress, a pink shirt, a yellow necklace with a matching color purse, and tiny blue shorts.
Damn… that's the only word to describe it. This outfit suited Tohka really well.
"Guess he likes it. She asked me to help put it together." Reine spoke up. Yoshino (whom was in the ship with the crew) and Kotori nodded in approval.
Shaking off his initial shock by shaking his head a few times, Michael directed a very important question to her: "What are you doing here?"
Tohka did not answer right away. "… I… I wanted to help…"
Michael did not expect that to come out of Tohka's mouth. "Help?"
Taking a breath, Tohka laid out her thoughts. "Michael… I've been thinking; your always helping me and Yoshino. Giving us food, a place to stay, sealing our powers to prevent us from going out of control… going as far as to put yourself in danger because of those powers…" she began. "… I want to return the favor. To help you, just like last time." She added, mentioning when she had to distract the AST while Mike got Yoshino calmed down. "Even if I can't go on a date with you… I want to be there for you, like you were for me. To have someone you can depend on if something ever goes wrong, I…" She stopped, taking another breath before continuing. "I want to be that person. That person you can turn to if you ever feel overwhelmed. Be that person who…"
She was gonna rant on some more, but Michael stopped her with a hand to her shoulder. "Alright. I get it." He said with a chuckle. "That's a big thing for ya, Tohka. And to be honest, I CAN really use the ground support… so thanks." He smiled at her, which got Tohka's heart to skip yet another beat. "But for now, how am I gonna take Origami out, when Kurumi might show up any minute?" He asked while looking back up the stairs. The only current option he could think of was to choose Origami, or wait for Kurumi to show up and stand up the AST solider. Vice versa was also an option, but didn't seem any better.
Tohka smiled herself now. That sounded like her queue.
Origami was standing perfectly still. People even began staring at her, both freaked out yet also impressed. She was as still as a statue, to the point many people thought she was just like the birds perched on her. This is where Tohka began walking up the stairs with her hair being seen first, which got Origami to narrow her eyes once the owner of a hair came into view. In fact, the birds sensed a disturbance in the Force, and flew away.
"Huh?… ooooh… hey Origami." Tohka said, pretending this was the first moment she noticed the AST member and put on an annoyed facade directed at her. Both girls just glared at each, except one's stare was genuine.
"Humph. What do you want, Tohka?" Origami asked, rudely.
"I could be asking you the same thing. What are you doing here? No Spirit-Slaying today?" Asked Tohka, also rudely though in her case it was more of an act.
"What I do in my free time is none of your business." Origami snapped. "But if you must know, I'm meeting Michael for a date."
Tohka smiled at her. "How funny… I just happened to see Michael myself." Origami glared at Tohka when she said that. "I was going to met him and ask him to spend the day with me. But if he's down this way, guess he stood you up…" she finished and walked away in one direction.
Origami balled her fists, but didn't move. She had no time to deal with Tohka… but if that was true… "Grrrr… Get back here!" She ran after Tohka, hoping to catch her. Once she was gone, Michael started walking up the stairs and waited at the fountain.
"Tohka. I love you." He said, humorously. With Tohka distracting Origami and having her running around, it would make this date go by a little smoother. He waited another 10 minutes and noticed to his right, the main target began to approach at a normal walking pace. Once she noticed Michael was there, Kurumi smiled brightly and sped up her steps a little. "Couldn't stay away huh?" Michael asked her with a smirk. It was 9:50 now, so she arrived early herself.
Kurumi gave a soft chuckle at him. "I could be asking you the same thing. It seems like neither one of us could hold ourselves back any longer." She flirted with him.