Even though Kuroko and Mikoto arrived at the frog doctor's hospital on Monday evening, in a relatively straightforward manner; rumors of what happened at school preceded them and both of them spent the night in the hospital. Doctors keep them for observation. From spot, Misaka was getting creative in (How to restrain?) her roommate. Since Teleporter was starting to get carried away by her fantasies, when she was looking for a nurse's uniform, the hospital personal gave her a strong sedatives as a precaution, so that she would sleep like a log. Railgun didn't protest at all about that move and was surprised in the morning when they both got the day off from the school.
Of course, Shirai immediately put handcuffs on Misaka after Mikoto shown on her face a lot of deep thought about what she was going to do, next. The brunette first looked at the handcuffs and then silently at her captor. The half sized defender of public order, immediately announced that they knew each other well enough to know that a certain celebrity was planning to cause some mischief. Rather than extinguish a problem, she would rather take preventive measures. It took some discussion before Mikoto assured Kuroko that she wasn't trying to get into any trouble. On other side of coin, to great displeasure for Shirai a philosophical debate turn a different direction, when Misaka mentioned; that her Kóhai breaking a ban on a Judgement work. In that sense she is committing a crime with her attempt to restrict an important citizen from be released after hospitalization. A cop put out of duty dint have authority to do it, or authority to even wear the dedicated equipment.
Either way, the brunette had a clear idea of what she was going to do today and it had nothing to do with a certain game arcade center. She set out to find a very suspicious store to get some answers. When Kuroko hurriedly went out into the hallway to take a receiving call that she didn't want her dear roommate to hear, Mikoto took advantage of the moment. Since she had her powers back, and her Gekota/frog phone returned to her without having any damage, she used it to look around the internet for a clues. She just had to enter keywords for the search. Although she wasn't as good as Uiharu, she was surprised at how quickly, she found what she was looking for, including the exact address. Simply weird things have always been popular on the internet, if you know where and for what to look.
Of course, her red-haired partner came back from the hallway a little devastated from the perhaps unusual phone call. When Mikoto asked if she was okay, she almost tearfully noted that she had a scheduled meeting today that she couldn't get out of. She put a handkerchief to her eye to an imaginary tear, lamenting that since she had to attend it, she wouldn't be able to accompany her Sissy for entire day on their date.
Redhead immediately earned a reprimand for that word play.
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And so, after leaving the hospital, these two girls finally stand up in front of an extremely suspicious shop tucked away in a place where you wouldn't expect even a hidden mini-convenience store in a side alley. Both had incredulous expressions filled with sarcasm and awkwardness not only at the sight of the shop, but also at its eye-catching suspicious name: 'Nihon Daruma'. [snacks and souvenirs] To make matters worse, a suspicious poster right on the front glass door presented the four-member 'New Light' lacrosse team from theBritish Isles in a patriotic tone. Of course, (for normal people) there was nothing suspicious about this establishment front side, but if you know… (You know).
There was nothing to be idle about, although Shirai thought aloud for a moment that she would preemptively call out Anti-Skill to clean up this place. Of course, Misaka admonished her partner in a dry tone, so as not to make inappropriate jokes.
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But as soon as they entered the shop, which was like something out of a picture book about alchemists, wizards, and magicians, combined with a traditional Japanese shop, Shirai couldn't help but make a sarcastic comment. "I didn't know that just walking through the door, would take us to a fantasy novel set in a shady magic ingredient shop, located in a dark alley where direct rays of daylight never reach." And she give a freak out expression at some shopping items on shelf, where in plastic bags, next to dissembled lizards and insects, were yellow rocks labeled as sulfur.
Misaka preemptively observed corners of shop, shelf's and regals, to see if someone don't hide in blind spot. "When did you start writing poem nonsense? I already have the urge to supervise a freelance novel writer with an overly vivid imagination, so that she doesn't let more nonsense into the world. So don't even start with that." Misaka rolled her eyes and headed to the counter where the (clerk?), (waitress?), sleeping girl in a lacrosse uniform was in half sitting, half lying pose, dozing off with her head down on table, sprawled across the cash register. In fact, the original shop like furnishings like furniture, shelves for shopping items, a shopping baskets, and the cash register were the only things that had a modern feel to this place. Everything else here, especially the idea, you would assume that it dates back two or more centuries ago. That black pebbles were labeled as obsidian. Why is here so many frogs, hanging on wall like a lollipops in plastic bags?
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Mikoto stopped in front of the counter and stared at the sleeping person for a second or two. "That look seriously brings back memories."
A girl in lacrosse team uniform with short brown hair arranged in a headband, slightly shorter than Railgun, woke up to this comment and looked at the customers with a sleepy look. In an indifferent mood, she tried to rub her sleepy brown eyes. "Don't tell me you really want to buy something." As she straightened up with a yawn, a name tag with her name swayed on her slightly more blossoming chest than the customer's: 'Lancis'. As she brought her hand closer to her mouth in slow motion even though she was already yawning, the claw-like nails on her fingers suggested an idea that if needed they could become sharp dragon claws, suited to tear apart a fortified object.
Kuroko froze in a second with her (Huh?) with a sourly embarrassed expression, rightly expecting a pointless conversation.
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But her idol clenched her fist in an attempt to control her temper. "I'll repeat myself if I ask something like; (How do you imagine this store to work, when this is your standard line to welcome a customer?) Instead, I'll ask, (What do you all want here?) And I'm telling you ahead to not make an excuses. Any jokes about coincidence, put them aside. Don't even try it!"
This time it was the clerk who blurted out (Huh?) tilting her head, as if she was not yet fully awake. "What are you talking about? By normal standards, this is a pretty basic establishment with refreshments and souvenirs for the professional public and people with ties to the profession, amateurs and pros alike."
Red head in half voice repeated (Refreshments...) and glanced at the frog collection, who suddenly start look like a packed snacks. Like a jerky meat sticks. Then she had a sour expression.
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Mikoto was familiar by the clerk as she spoke in casual way. "I won't bother with the fact that the professional community you're referring to existed a few centuries ago. Hasn't any of you stopped for a moment to think that your cover seems outdated? [Spy mission cover] Or are you betting, that you'll deter everyone from entering and exposing you, by dragging across this place a veil of weirdness? Because everybody will think; that the babes make a mistake in they decision, where to invested they money, picking a business opportunity that was a hot topic when the world was in its different age? How can you call this a business when it doesn't look like you're selling anything?"
Lancis yawned. "Don't get fooled by how filled the shelf are now. Just for your information, yesterday, customers were just as eager to fill the baskets full, as they aim to get in shape, to replenish essential supplies; especially after an expensive weekend. It was a shopping fewer. Items that are often used for healing and repair were especially in short supply. The shelves were empty mostly at all times and replenishment was a pain. At some point, we don't bothered to unpack good from boxes. We put them onto a floor opened, then come with fresh one to replace the empty one." She tried to do a little exercise, to get the blood flowing in her body. "Do you know?; how it feel to sacrifice a working hands, to stand outside just to hold the line of customers, in order to prevent the shop from be nonstop overcrowded? Oh, wait… I was the one who was nap standing outside the most. I'm tired after a long night, so please be considerate." Once again she stretched her limbs.
A junior policewoman who was looking around like an incognito detective, scanning the suspicious goods floating a flea market, had to speak up. "Hey! Don't tell me, that some of this stuff is actually being sold and circulated on the streets of the city. It's like a 'gray zone' shop that sells harmless ingredients, that can be used to make drugs and poisons. What of this stuff is actually a contraband on the list of prohibited substances?" [gray zone - a gap in the rules/law/territorial control]
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Railgun make a frown as she silently look around to give the goods a second glance.
But clerk was unbothered as she glanced at the short girl. "U talk like inquisitor, but you smell more like lapdog. I said, that this stuff is not for normies. Actually, normies shall stay away from this shop." She make this go away gesture toward the short girl. "Sho! Sho!"
In contrast Teleporter make a really confused expression, as how much the girl behind a counter, dint cared.
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Misaka immediately had an idea that as soon as her red roommate will found out; (For what?) some of this stuff here can be used for; the pervert would definitely head to the kitchen at today evening, with a quite full bag that will have this store's logo on its side. So she put her foot down. "Kuroko, don't touch anything here! In fact, forget you were even here. Why didn't I just leave you outside?"
With a coincidence both Tokiwadai girls glances fall on a leash as one of the displayed shopping items. As Kuroko eyes got wide from imagining of all possibilities of what this can means, Mikoto glanced at clerk with (Why is this thing here?!) expression. But Lancis, she shrugged her shoulders with (Beats me!/ I don't know.) expression. Whats more it seems that people actually buying that stuff.
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Tokiwadai Ace make a decision. "No, I should probably play it safe and ask for a sales ban for her." And she point her roommate.
Whoever clerk dint seem to care. "I seriously have to advise you not to buy anything fancy. Actually, go away, a regular 'combiny' is down the road." [convenience store]
It was expected that Shirai would not like this setting. "How can I ignore such a potential threat to the safety of civilian life, when you say something like that to my face?"
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However, Railgun had enough and rubbed her face wearily. "How foolish from me think, that I will have a normal conversation with any of you. This is going nowhere. Lancis!; Tell me when Lessar will stop here!"
This seemed to be the right password that somehow worked on clerk. "Ah, so the Miss most popular customer, directly asking for her most popular girl, to arrive and serve her directly."
A small hint of shock appeared on certain Herald, as the words were a suggestive.
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In a second, Misaka scolded the Lacrosse girl for such acquaintance as using that wording: "Hey!"
But the girl seem to be preoccupied by a different issue. "Normally, I would be happy that I will have you finally from my neck, when I am so tired. But right now, I quite don't like your obvious preference for Lessar, as if you had something against my top-game customer services, you received from me."
Kuroko seems to having an upcoming panic moment.
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Yet Railgun with slight blush shake her head as she refused to react on that commentary.
Clerk on other hand, as she sits there, staring at body of her customer for a few seconds, observing its curves. Then her glance went all way down on her modest accessory on her chest, although Misaka had it a little more modest that she can display. She evaluated all the curves of her own bust with her hands with an expression that revealed that it could seriously be a little bigger. Shirai, who saw the whole thing and who winced in an unpleasant premonition, attracted the attention of the clerk. Lancis measured the redhead's body and especially her buds waiting to bloom. Miss Herald was horrified at that direct look, expecting an unpleasant revelation, which lacrosse player delivered: "Hm, your current lady-in-waiting/(garde-woman)/(guard dog escort-girl) definitely has no chance of comparing her flat chest to those monsters Lessar have."
The ponytails on Miss Tele-port's sides rippled like octopus tentacles, angrily searching for food. "Wait! Don't tell me... how do you know with Sissy?"
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"Kuroko, calm down! I told you that my presentation in Russia city of future didn't go as expected. They couldn't really complain, because the official reason they invited me there was to actually demonstrate my skills. And that's what they got."
"I'm not sure if we're all on the same page here, but I can confirm that the 'Chiralism' you performed has the ability to definitely captivate the entire stage and keep it all to yourself. Not that I'm, or will be mark as a 'Voyeur', but even so, you captivated me enough, that I couldn't take my eyes off you."
Something glass like broken as if someone fantasy image was shattered to piece like a window. The sound the redhead made was something that made it seem as if her own spirit was escaping through her open mouth like a gust of wind. "Don't- don't tell me... That the curse of the 'undressing lady' actually hit my Sissy!... And she's the 'undressing lady' now?!!"
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Beetroot/full-red Mikoto grabbed Kuroko by the neck, but still barked at the attendant. "That's enough!! There's no point in trying to get answers from you. Is there anyone else in the back? I mean, anyone I can talk to?"
"Hmm. I should probably use that one." Said clerk to herself, standing up from chair, crouching down to look at the counter from below. "Let's take a look... There's (a robbery)... (a merchant)... (the Inquisition)... (a VIP customer)... That's the one." As she read aloud, she must have pressed the security buttons for secret signals.
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While the tsundere was choking the pervert straight away, when she skipped the part where you try to wee-chat (intervention talk), assuming that her roommate would start acting out off boundaries set for Tokiwadai students anyway; after a while a new figure emerged from the door to the back room. So Mikoto let go of Kuroko and watched intently with a neutral expression as her friend flopped on the floor like a frog. Only the croaking was missing.
The lacrosse player who showed up was none other than Lessar. A similar small form as Kuroko, blue-eyed with long Black hair styled with a headband and tied with two ribbons at the ends of her mane into two huge sets that resembled a veil. Her lacrosse uniform was complemented by striped knee-high socks that reached down to her thighs. It was not certain which of her three distinctive accessories was more eye-catching.
Either it was the mink skin with the animal's head worn as a furry scarf, which gave the impression that it was held on her neck by the creature biting into its own fur.
Maybe it was a dragon's, imp, devil's, or even a succubus tail in a gold finish [Brass] in a transparent protective case/tube, except for the end spike in the shape of a heart. Like a real one it responded to the will of owner.
Or was it the name tag on her (wide) chest swaying in rhythm with her walk as the astronomical background that served as the base on which the tag hung. Someone can call that volume as unfair.
Either way. Lessar was obviously sent ahead to detain/delay the VIP customer until the captain of their team showed up, who has the relevant authority behind their team and therefore cannot appear sleepy. This was also indicated by the sleepy yawn Lessar was making as she walked towards the counter. But as soon as she realized who she was being called to, her face lit up with malicious imp like enthusiasm. The sleepiness was exchanged by grin.
Full of energy, she immediately and flirtatiously rushed towards Misaka, her whole body ready to welcome the customer. This energetically loudly girl without a shame entered Railgun's personal space. "Ara, Ara. Who do we have here? Isn't she the hot topic in town and our most popular customer? So we meet again. How can I serve you this time, my lady?" Her golden tail undulates like a living snake, enthusiastically wrapping around the stiffly standing brunette in loose circles like a leach ready to capture a lose mare/horse. As the lacrosse girl maintains minimal personal space; enough to keep the target from lashing out, but not enough for VIP customer to hide behind her imaginary armor of personal space, she capture Misaka's attention. It was like flirting, but actually a teasing.
Lancis, already back of a chair, yawned with sleepy eyes. "Lessar, she asked for you directly, so take care of her again. I'm going back to take a nap." As soon as she put her head on the counter, one would have said that she was already dozing at that moment.
Shirai, as soon as she stood up again and saw what was going on, her imagination went running wild. An observer can clearly see how her imaginary herself, (on a background of the scene), was raging like an envious Chichawa with rabies like saliva on her mount. "S-- Sissy..."
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We have to remember that a certain Tsundere's eyebrows were twitching, since things didn't go according to her expectations.
The blacky remained in a flirtatious mood, even after she glanced at Shirai for a moment. "Ara, ara. Does it seem like someone here is unhappy with their (lady-in-waiting) escort girl? After all, someone get a puppy, instead of the royal course; that I heard, you had around on you big day during a weekend. Or maybe you'd like to come to me, to finally collect from me what was promised?" With a seductive wink, she placed an outstretched index finger on the top of one of her balloons, gently pressing on the bouncy mass and pulling her finger down the side. As the finger described an arc along the curve of the given accessory, far too long if compared to a certain modest chest, she seductively and in the voice intonation of a younger sister to Mikoto delivered the last bombshell. "If seems that you are in desperate need of a practicing, Big Sissy..."
At that moment, Shirai, her eyes a shade of red from the swollen blood vessels, was already shouting into her phone: "Uiharu!! No matter how much it costs me, please get me a 'Bust-Upper'!! My Sissy definitely prefer a big tits!!!"
Out of topic, we can imagine how Uiharu was sitting in her school class behind her laptop computer, causally pick up the phone, pressing it against her ear and shoulder as she was taping onto keyboard. Yet the yelling from her work partner cause her pain, as she grab her phone, outstretch her hand upwards to keep that phone out of her. Bud because of that, everybody around was capable to heard that plea. As response Saten lean toward that phone on outstretched hand, making an obvious assessment. "Well duuh. [Of course.] Everybody like a nice juicy rack. Had you ever heard about the power of gravity?" Yet the phone call was interrupted after a second of Shirai screaming in pain.
A moment later, the redhead was already writhing on floor, as her body was electrocuted by passionate Railgun.
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Of course as TomBoy was on rage, the lacrosse player decided that it was time to give someone some space and she tried to take a few steps back, unnoticed. Even her imp like tail tried to unwrap, sneak out, behind them, outside of Tokiwadai girl visual field. But before Lessar could succeed, Railgun without watching, harshly grabbed that tail just short of the end so hard that black haired twitch/jumped a little as if it was a shock.
With an expression (Now its your turn!) Mikoto glared down at the offender who went pale. "Where do you think you're going? Something has been begging for my attention for quite some time. That provocative tail of yours is curving, waving and spinning like its live version will. What is it? A protective shell around a metal core? I think I'll run a voltage test to find out how much of it is real or fake." As she pulled the tail in front of her to give a better look at the exposed heart spike, the outstretched finger on the other hand ominously approached the golden nail of the program. As she did so, a blue electrical sparkle/discharge danced dangerously around the finger, growing in intensity.
Lessar began to sweat uncomfortably all over her face. She knew it was bad when this Tokiwadai lady in hunt mode was about to exploit her weakness in a way that was equivalent to a lightning rod during a thunderstorm. In panic and excessive gesticulation, Blacky tried to talk Mikoto out of this intention. "Wa- wa- wait!! That tail may look fake, but it's real body part to me! It will be very bad for me, if a lightning strikes directly onto it. Believe it or not, all that electricity will go straight to my skeleton, to my spine. That's bad! Very bad!" Since Misaka didn't stop approaching her finger, she went straight to desperate negotiating the terms of her surrender. "Hey, hey, I surrender to you! And I'll do whatever you want me to do. Just please, don't let any lightning hit my tail!" Suddenly, a saving thought came to her mind and she tried to strike a cute pose of an adorable little girl with a captivating pout that would charm many a person yearning for love. "If you want, Lessar will play your cuddly Imoto for as long as you wish, Onee-sama." She maybe tried to produce a cute wiggle of adorable Lolly, but her personality betrayed her and she winked seductively and shake her bottom, sending vibrations up to her body, especially her boobs.
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Her tactic… It dint worked! So Lessar expression turned blue at the sight of the Railgun in wrath, which sparkled in all directions.
The brunette clenched her free hand into a fist, brought it high above her head and the supposed 'Thor's Hammer' glowed on light-blue with a powerful electrical discharge.
Lancis, seeing that executing move, had to speak from the counter. "Hey, don't do that! If she gets another electric shock in the tail, she'll be completely paralyzed for a week again. Unable to clean her own but. Not to mention, that after the lightning strike, showed directly into her ass, she'd probably end as a piece of charcoal. Personally, I wouldn't mind if she shut up for a month. But the idea, that we will have not just deal with her share of work, but also take care about her useless, incompetent body, is not something that I like. Don't you heard that we have a rush time? She cant go to the bench, it's really not convenient for us. Do it another time!" Her black haired teammate gave her a devastated expression, of not helping her out.
This nonsense was watched by the third member of the lacrosse team, Floris, who was shocked when she saw what nonsense was going on here. This short-haired blonde with a serious personality is the Captain of their team. On her back in the shoulder area was a kind of pulley wooden device that gave the idea that it could be the basis for dragon wings in Arkana or a semi-mechanical version. This girl finally came to life when Lancis mentioned the extra work if Lessar was paralyzed for a week. She went straight to the center of the action with all her bossy seriousness. "That's enough!! What's going on here?! Who even let those 'normals' in?!" [Normals; a name used by mages for all normal people who are not mages, who are not affiliated with magic side, or don't even know about it.]
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Mikoto looked at the blonde with a serious look. "I have questions about the mischief that resulted in Sunday's meteor incident, and I will get them answered!!" Because she undo her lighting hammer move, lowering her fist, Lessar saw a spark of hope, that she will survive.
Clerk behind the counter tilted her head to the side. "Wait! It seriously happened? Did everyone get so lifelessly involved in the idea of leaving the central character in this (who has the bigger stick?) game of nonsense, in the biggest darkness? Hmm..."
The blond captain, whose eyebrows were twitching like a race, almost bit her lip in fury, but keeping her temper in check, with the help of vigorous gesticulation, she only managed a (WTF!) gesture, pointing out all the commotion in their shop.
Meanwhile, the tallest member of the lacrosse team arrived. Bayloupe had accessories in her short silver hair that resembled dragon horns of wisdom. In her hands she carried a food tray with freshly brewed tea in a porcelain teapot and small cups. She had to go out from the sales area behind, following the others, since the VIP customer had not yet been brought to the back. Trying to understand what was going on, she approached the counter. "Lancis, why didn't you offer her the flyer/leaflet?" The answer she received was that everything was gone and they were sold out. It was a slight twitch of certain eyes as the taller one got an unpleasant premonition. "But you definitely saved one for us, didn't you? The one we clearly put aside from the pile? Into a shelf?" Except this time she only got a weak gesture in response when the sleepy brunette behind the counter tilted her head to the side, not understanding what wrong.
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Of course, the blonde Floris was fuming. "You sold the one that was meant for us too?" Receiving the same answer of tilted head, she was trying to burn Lancis to ash with her angry stare. The comment by the clerk that if she still had them, she would have straight shoved it into the customer's hands the moment she start to speak.
Mikoto therefore looked at Lessar, who was sneakily trying to free her tail from the tight grip of Railgun, but didn't dare touch the brunette's hand.
When the black haired member of lacrosse team noticed the brunette's stern gaze, she jitter/scared-jumped again. "I- I deeply apologize, but I- I either, don't have the answers you're looking for, S- sissy. We were in background duty. Our assignment was to provide unofficial but nevertheless smooth material supply almost to the front lines, for groups that are not provided by the parent institutions, and there were quite many of them. We were so busy, ensuring the running of the store that we didn't get involved in anything else. I didn't even had time to seek out my future/upcoming groom."
A second after she mentioned a certain person, the enraged blonde harshly grabbed the blacky by the uniform collar. Owe-flowed by burning emotions, she pulled her to her face. She shouted: "Your (alleged upcoming groom) is an idiot!! I have a few words to say to him, during a specific opportunity window where I will beat him to the ground. As far as I know, there are a lot of idiots out there who could say the same thing as you. An upcoming groom?! More like a date sim game protagonist, where the developer trolls the players, with only a no win routes. And why are you just opens your mouth for a walk in front of 'normals', what if they get hurt or crazy from learning some taboo?!" As she bared her teeth, the rest of their team started discussing about (Who is the groom?) and the potential romance routes. They don't seem to bother that they captain was on verge to rip Lessar apart.
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On the other hand, Stiyl Magnus, a red fire mage in a black priest's robe, was silently standing inside the shop for a moment. Initially, he entered the shop, ready to intervene in the rift/argue he had glimpsed from outside. But something hold him back. Now, he was no longer going to watch silently, when he realized that he had nothing to do with this. He cleared his throat to attract attention. When everyone here, including the once again standing Shirai, looked at him, he began to speak. "Forgive me my inclusion. Your conversation seems to be so deep that its clear to me that it will go on for a long time, so I will try to make my business brief, to not interrupt for too long." Out of pace Lancis the clerk rise her hand in asking gesture and nonchalantly asked for another flyer. But he shake his head in no gesture. "I will say in advance, that I will not repeat myself with the explanation of the incident. As for the detailed report about it, the flyer, I have already sent out the paper and I do not intend to write it again. I bleed during writing that report so much that the writing ink got diluted by my own blood. Try to find someone who still have a copy."
Immediately, the red-haired junior policewoman spoke up, barking: "Why does anyone, still use such an unconventional way of hand writing important documents in this modern era?"
Instead of the magician, it was the silver haired Bayloupe who gave the answer. "Emotions put into paper and hand writing alone, can reveal more about a case than the stark mechanical text in a newspaper."
Then her brown-haired teammate commented, or rather explained what the wisdom girl meant: "A nice way to deliver a secret message directly under the supervision of censorship. In this way, you can post an advertising in normies newspaper."
Of course, the other brunette in the room, wearing a Tokiwadai uniform knew how powerful the information embargo was inside the city walls. "Is this supposed to be a reference to the AI ruling the internet in Academy City?"
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But Stiyl sighed and glanced at Floris. "Do you have my order?"
The blonde who had gradually cooled down was experiencing a surge of anger again as her blood boiled again. With the help of vigorous gestures, she hissed at the priest. "Excuse me, but I was trying to explain to you before, that our business only includes (basic ingredients). We don't have anything that would allow you to burn an immortal fox sorceress to ashes, so that she stays dead. Furthermore, out of the pure interest of avoiding persecution, we won't even look for something like that. Besides, if such a thing existed, our princess would already have it. So NO! We don't! We don't know! But if you found something like that, you know who will be more that generous, to strike a deal."
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The priest clicked his tongue discontentedly 'Tcs', after he uttered a farewell line, he started to walk toward the shop door in order to leave.
But Mikoto's gaze got serious and without a word, she began tailing the magician, walking behind him. She was still holding onto certain tail so Lessar and Floris watched as certain imp tail, will soon act as a doggy leach. So the blackly preemptively make a step after the brunette. Yet blonde as captain holding onto her teammate, still refused the big mount to let of the hook.
Of course, the red-haired man stopped just before touching the door and didn't even have to look back to know what was going on. "As I said before, I don't intend to repeat that story, not even once, without releasing my flames into a hellish inferno, to burn someone into ashes. I am not responsible, that somehow, you still don't know all the jouncy stuff, that happened on other stages during the weekend festival. I don't have the report anymore and you won't be able to convince me to write it again. On the other hand, I understand you. I truly do. If I were you, I would also consider (who to beat up) to get the information I need. The only thing I can recommend, is to go to the one who has all the answers in this city and shall be free to speak."
So that the young lady behind him could see it, he made a gesture with his index finger pointing upwards in a clear indication referring to those who are standing at the top of the ruling chain. Using the shop door glass to glance behind him, he continue. "You know of one particular building that is occupied by the most important officials in this city. Except that invitations to personal meetings only go one way. If you bark and pound on the wall long enough, they might notice you. And maybe,-- Maybe the lord of the citadel will deign, to have something thrown out the window, for you to chew on it. Even though there isn't a single opening on that crystal citadel." He make one more step forward but stop again. "The other option is, to catch someone who's willing to talk for a discount coupon for a convenience store. If I'm not mistaken, the one with the imp tail is a capable tracker. Not that he will try to hide. Its like two birds with one stone."
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To this, Captain Floris reacted by barking in all directions. "That's enough!! Dealing with information is currently outside the scope of our mission. All of you, who are not buying anything here: Frag out!! Go somewhere else!" She looked at Shirai. "You dear jumping dog, you have failed as an escort girl on every level!! Get your princess out of here and make sure, you keep her as far away from the other VIPs who have arrived to this city, (Showing their solidarity in this difficult time), or other political nonsense." She pulled Lessar back to her face. "And you-- Since you've already signed up, go with them! We're like a fifth wheel to a cart that hasn't interfered with anything, but I feel I feel like they have us for a towel in gym. At least be useful to her somehow, let's show ourselves in a better light than the clerks from the night shop at the gas station, that you walk into like you're going to a famous supermarket! And someone else will dare get upset that we don't replenish the empty shelves fast enough, when there's a lot going on here." With these words, the blonde tossed the blacky toward the brunette from Tokiwadai.
Of course, the devil with a tail pounced on the tsundere, pressing her two breasts against A cup variants. Knowing full well that the young lady also had an electrolysis of an Imp on the agenda for today, she tried to quickly make a deal in a desperate attempt to avoid the biggest problem for her. "Ehe-he-he, since we're going to make a contract, I would like to suggest; that we avoid that black building. I've already approached that place before, but the whole area gave me a very unpleasant tingling in my tail and therefore my whole body. The closer I got, the deeper it was and it went straight to my bones." She shivered. Then she make a light blush, really going for a shy girl play. "As I promised, you can play with them, but nothing harsh. I can even warm your bed or serve as a hug pillow for a night. But, I have only one condition: No lightning! My tail is sensitive. Do we understand? Bulling my tail is out of the table." Then, she tried to be as adorably lustful as possible, forgetting that it had the opposite effect on this goal. "Onee-chan, little sister Lessar is at your service."
Shirai was like a warning beacon on a police car, with all sorts of alarms going off, but she couldn't do anything. No,-- she didn't get a chance to do or say anything because...
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Railgun's imaginary string of patience snapped. With a battle cry: "You big-breasted dwarf!!" She swing/flip Lessar body, so that she was currently standing directly behind the blacky back. Her arms wrapped around the lacrosse player's stomach and tightly gripped the target. Then she backed away as best she could and bent backwards, forming a perfect inverted U, or more precisely, with the devil in her arms, they formed a small 'N' [n]. Mikoto, using a wrestling move [German Suplex], slammed her opponent against the floor so hard headfirst that she knocked imp girl unconscious. The tail fall down lifeless.
The move was so perfectly executed that Lessar moaned once, [Bleah!] before stuck in awkward position. As tsundere step away, she was left in a flipped up position, of but up, head down. As her skirt fell down [rolled up], the fact that she was the only one of the four lacrosse players, who wasn't wearing protective woolen tight leggings under her skirt, sealed her complete defeat.
One could argue that when Misaka straightened up, an imaginary gong was heard striking three times to signal the end of the wrestling match. Even Lancis and Bayloupe were impressed enough to applaud the performance.
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On the other hand, Floris was shouting and demanding, that the customers finally leave. And since Stiyl took advantage of the momentary inattention to disappear without anybody to notice, Mikoto had no choice but to march from the shop, stomping the floor angrily. Of course, followed by her faithful Kuroko.
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[Notes]
New Light- These four lacrosse players are British patriots using magic based on Norse mythology. They are a sort of pseudo-cabal reserve army, capable of going to extremes. Sometimes in the service of the militaristic second princess Cariss, and sometimes as mercenaries to hire, for one of the three main factions in Great Britain, or individually. They are practically a spies.
Garde-woman, (lady-in-waiting). In a somewhat outdated sense, it represents a woman accompanying a girl (or group of young people) to a party or entertainment, keeping an eye on them, as to ensure a good manners. Although Kuroko acts as Misaka's Herald, she still occasionally instructs and reprimands her as a person who has custody of the girl. (She acts as her guard.) (Garde; a warning in chess when the queen is threatened.)
Chiralism; the act or practice of keeping a person in suspense, especially with erotic overtones, although not always intentional. However, "teasing" does not fully encompass this idea. For example, a stripper might be: "Chiralista". (This strip club mastered the art of chiralism; they'll show you a little skin and leave you begging for more! Teasingly seductive Fan-service.) The word only became popular when it was introduced in a song by a famous group with this context.
Voyer; voyeurism (peeping), achieving sexual pleasure (deviation) by looking (secretly observing) at the naked body parts of other people. For example, a certain ninja (guy) with a camera who was called/renamed as Voyer regularly needed blood transfusions from how much he lost (by involuntary nosebleeds) while performing his profession near (in the center of) women's changing rooms, dorm rooms, or the like. That massive nosebleed can be explained as: when the brain hemorrhage did not go to that place through ninja training.
Brass is an alloy of copper with zinc and possibly other elements in smaller amounts. Brass is known for its resistance to corrosion and other chemicals, making it the base for alchemists' cauldrons and vessels. This metal has proven to be quite easily manipulated through thaum [magical energy] principles. As a result, Lessar can manipulate her tail as if it were a living part of it.
Tabu is an information that is supposed to be dangerous for not strengthened mind. In extreme leading to insanity.
Why does Lancis discourage them from buying? She smell they are esper and probably are interested in magic, innocent something, like love fortune telling. In short; a casting magic by esper (counter reaction is imprisoned inside the caster) will cause an insane high blood pressure in they bodies, leading into a serious blood veins rupture. Its a Russian roulette where you aim random at yourself, and If it hit brain or heart; you done!