Due to her innate power Misaki had been freely manipulating people for a long, long time. It made her seem pretty invulnerable, pretty scary to have her as an enemy. And why shouldn't it? One tap at the remote and bang you are a hungry hamster. Or a nervous ballerina. Or Misaki's best friend in the whole wide world, who just wants you to let her by this locked door. Pretty please? It was insidious. She could leave sleeper agents in place right under your nose. Maybe you were a sleeper pre-programmed to help her at a vital moment? Who could say, and that was what made her so utterly powerful and nigh on invincible. The hesitation alone could cost you almost anything. Your identity, your free will or just your dignity.
With that in mind her initial response to Kuroko taking the picture was a brief flash of confusion, followed by: "Ah, please don't bother with me," Misaki said while Kuroko took another picture at just the same instant that the mind manipulator leaned forward on her knee and winked suggestively. "Please focus on those other girls." Another picture, this time with Misaki cocking her hip and pressing her finger to her lips. "That is what they are here for, to help you level up your Erotic Photography skill!"
The notion that she was being manipulated by someone else was totally alien to her. It was silly. An impossibility. Nobody manipulated her. She manipulated others! That was just how things were.
[i]“Erotic Photography: Exp Gain: 88
Current Level 48, Exp 190/250 To Next Level Up"[/i]
"Oh, but you're so pretty!" Kuroko sighed. Another flash, just as Misaki was slightly splashed by water from the nearby fountain. "Misaki... You should not hide your inner beauty from the world!” It wasn’t like Misaki was unused to being praised like this. While not quite the school idol, she certainly had many fans among her clique. Still, none of them had quite the… fervor and passion behind their words that Kuroko pushed into her speech right now.
"Fine, fine if you do insist," Misaki flipped her hair and strolled in among her mind controlled throng. Why not have a little fun? Kuroko cheekily snapped a shot as she was walking away with a cocky swagger to her hips. No need to guess where the camera lens was aiming. She lifted her remote into the air, and all the girls around her acted as one with stars in their eyes. "But remember to capture my good side!"
[i]“Erotic Photography: Exp Gain: 129
Level UP! New Level 49, Exp 69/260 To Next Level Up"[/i]
"Which side is that?" Kuroko dreamily asked.
"All of them!" all the other girls answered as one. But of course, what other answer would suffice? Misaki was still in complete control here just like always. Although honestly, she should have thought to have Kuroko taking erotic pictures of her first. A gorgeous knockout like her would have helped that girl level up miles faster!
To start with she had the nearest girls clinging onto her legs, while another pair kissed her cheeks and Misaki herself had her hands high up above her head. The other girls had all paired off behind her, grabbing hold of each other's waists and leaning back with one leg raised in the air. A perfectly standard erotic group shot to start them off. And who knew, with Kuroko’s skill, maybe they could even end up on a famous magazine? Not that she would do something like that, at least not without permission from her currently mind controlled minions.
"You behind Misaki, with the purple hair?" Kuroko said. "Stand right behind her. Misaki, rest your hands on top of her head, while that other girl puts her chin on your right shoulder. You, the girl kissing Misaki's right cheek? Kiss that other girl on the mouth. Perfect!"
Ah. Misaki blinked in minor confusion. She'd been performing the inputs on her remote just as Kuroko was giving the commands. Moving the girls into position with her power as second nature. There was a quick succession of flashes as Kuroko moved around the scene, snapping it from numerous angles. Misaki barely even noticed herself commanding the girl behind her to move her hands up, and undo the top buttons of her shirt. Yes, that's right! The experience points you gain from these pictures must be astounding!
[i]“Erotic Photography: Exp Gain: 184
Current Level 49, Exp 253/260 To Next Level Up"[/i]
"Oh, Misaki! The camera loves you!" Kuroko drooled. "It adores you! It can't get enough of you!"
"Of course it... can't," Misaki said. There was a moment of sudden hesitation as she finally noticed the neckline of her shirt was a little bit, shall we say, more revealing than it had been a moment ago? Furthermore, she didn't quite remember putting her leg up on this girl's shoulders, or instructing that other girl to run her hands that far up her thighs. "I doubt there's anything in this world that can get enough of me."
Something was starting to tickle at the back of her mind. She was having fun adopting these poses, and also making these other girls adopt these poses. Yes, that was undeniably true. But something felt... Off. She couldn't quite put her finger on it. Misaki was <i>definitely</i> having fun, but at the same time...
"Now... Kiss!"
And there it was. Misaki froze in place. A kiss, a maiden’s precious token of affection, given only to these they adored. Most importantly, it was her first kiss! That should be reserved for the special man - or perhaps woman, but let's be serious she was totally saving it for a certain spiky haired boy.
Except there was a starry eyed girl right in front of Misaki's face. Her hands were clasping Misaki's. Her lips were puckered and quivering. She was leaning forward. All the other girls around were miming oohs and aahs. And the weirdest part herself?
Misaki's fingers were moving across her controller. One little flick, and the girl would pop her head up to smooch Misaki right on the lips. Not a peck on the cheek, nor some other chaste nonsense. A full on lip lock. It was almost like trying to wake up from a dream and finding yourself still inside it. The mind controller gulped, and that had never happened before, at least when she was feeling nervous. In fact, feeling nervous in the first place was quite the rarity for her. She didn't like it.
"Ah, Kuroko, perhaps this is a little too far," she suggested and tried her best to be firm with her words, but ended up showing all of her nervousness in her speech. Maybe if she moved quickly enough, Kuroko could be brought to heel again. "Perhaps I'm not quite the best subject for your photos after -"
Just then Misaki whirled around with her remote to aim it at Kuroko - but the flat chested girl was quicker on the draw. She snapped a picture just a fraction faster, at the same moment Misaki's sudden spin caused her skirt to whirl up, revealing what was beneath to all onlookers. The entire exchange took barely more than a second and would have remembered some of a western shootout.
[i]“Erotic Photography: Exp Gain: 23
Level UP! New Level 50, Exp 16/270 To Next Level Up"[/i]
At that moment Kuroko passed through from the realm of what was realistically achievable with the best erotic photographer the world had ever seen, into the realm of what was <i>supernaturally</i> possible. Because of that Misaki stared into the camera lens, and just as she reassumed control over Kuroko had the following thought:
"I am having fun. I should let her keep taking pictures."
And the mind controller blinked. Yes. This was fun, wasn't it? Why had she wanted to stop so suddenly she wondered? They were just getting to the good part! Why stop now when they could see just how good she could become? It was a small thing, just a hint of the potential of the Level Upper that pushed her in this new direction, but it was still enough.
"I think you make a perfect subject," Kuroko said. "Lean your head back please."
Misaki did something she almost never did: She obeyed the commands of another. And just at the moment she did, the fountain malfunctioned in a peculiar manner, causing water to spray down over her. Oh yes. This was it! This was wonderful! Maybe it wouldn't be too bad letting herself be the one under another's control just this once? Oh yes, definitely worth a little experimentation.
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It was lunchtime, and just this once Misaka had absolutely nothing to do or worry about while she was eating. That was oddly refreshing, but at the same time... It just felt wrong. Part of her almost missed having Misaki around to bug her, but that part was clearly mentally deficient and in desperate need of electroshock therapy. Plus Kuroko was busy with Judgement work of some sort, so she was also free of amorous attacks from the teleporter. Which meant no fighting her off and getting into trouble because of it!
Of course there was one problem from having so many weirdos in her life that she hadn't accounted for. With them <i>not</i> around her brain was... How to put it... A little overworked? Over nothing at all. She kept expecting to have to reply to stupid statements, react to blatant power misuse, and so forth. Take that away, and... Bored bored bored! Alert Major, we have a huge incoming invasion of the Tediums!
Which is why she was nestled up here on the roof, taking her time with her lunch. What did other girls do on their lunch break these days?
"Oh yeah, the Internet is a thing," Misaka said. She pulled out her phone and continued eating. For others this might be a problem. How do you hold your phone, type and also eat at the same time? One hand too few. But Misaka had no such problem at all. She could control electronic devices without needing such things, for her power was over the fundamental force of nature known to mankind as electricity.
"Not my style," she said to the first random site she visited. "Blegh, no thanks," to the second. Honestly, it was kinda annoying. Academy City was this super high tech city from the future, but they kept all the secret tech for themselves, so obviously access to the full internet was strictly controlled. So she was stuck with mostly local things. So Misaka kept on going from one website to another for a while. Then something unexpected popped up. "Huh?" she grunted around her sandwich. "Can't be! Not <b>that</b> Uiharu, surely? Why does she have a fansite?"
She clicked the link, so to speak, and went right there. Sure enough, it was <b>that</b> Uiharu. With her own little fanpage. Misaka blinked at it in confusion as though trying to will reality back into making sense. Nope. Reality was being stubborn today. It was a little disconcerting thinking that someone she knew would have her very own fanpage, and in fact she fully expected that it would be full of skeevy pictures, that this was a stalker site.
But... No, actually. It was all very tasteful. Okay, some of them were a little bit... you know, what with one of them showing her friend in a swimsuit and all that. But it wasn’t like that couldn’t have been shot with her knowledge and it didn’t show anything that shouldn’t be shown. Besides which at least some of the girls nearby should have seen something suspicious... Actually from that angle it was probably a girl that took the picture!
"Why Uiharu though?" Misaka huffed. "I mean, I guess she is kinda pretty... and cool... And nice..." She sighed at that train of thought, not noticing how strange it was and absently rubbed her neck. "So cute too! Aww, look at her struggling with her locker combination, that's adorable!"
Elsewhere, without quite meaning to, Uiharu suddenly gained a large amount of experience in terms of fanservice, which was starting to have some rather noticeable effects on her current activities.
- The photoshoot continues, and continues to escalate.
- Uihara starts noticing her fans, and can't help pandering to them.
- Saten talks to her friends about her skirt flipping power.
- Index starts gaining levels in something really weird.
- Something else
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