This was probably the single stupidest situation that she'd ever been caught up in. While hunting down the mysterious skirt flipper, Musujime had managed to get herself accused of being the skirt flipper herself, and was now having to flee from some psychopathic nuns wielding something that looked like magic but was probably just some freaky tech she didn't understand yet.
Luckily she could teleport more or less at will so it wasn't a complete disaster. Less luckily they had some way to keep track of her, having hunted her across multiple city districts by now. It seemed like no matter where she ran, the crazy nuns would come after her with murder on their mind.
"Catch that pervert!" yelled the nun in the ridiculously short habit. Any shorter and she'd be showing off things she didn't want to show off! "Don't let her get away!"
Tsk! This wasn't working! She was running out of ideas! If only she knew how they were tracking her she could do something about it. Maybe she should kill them? No, a bunch of nuns running around Academy City with this kind of equipment probably worked with someone important, meaning that outright murder would do nothing but make a bad situation worse.
Plus, even if she could kill all of them.. that was a lot of bodies to hide. It was one thing to get rid of a corpse or two, but dozens upon dozens? She would end up caught by the authorities, and getting their attention would get her in trouble with Aleister-
Immediately Musujime felt like slapping herself in the face as that name came to mind. She knew exactly the spot to hide. A place so cut off from the outside world that only a teleporter with exact knowledge could get in and out. Plus, it was shielded from pretty much everything known to man. If her boss was to be believed, even a nuke wouldn’t scratch that place.
The only bad part was that she would have to sit there until the nuns gave up. Well that and that she couldn’t see their dumb faces once their trackers stopped working!
<hr>
The longer this went on the more nervous Saten got. If she'd known things would escalate this much she wouldn't have indulged in so much skirt flipping!
"Come on! Where is she?!" Agnese yelled, waving her detection staff around. Because it was clearly technology and not something silly like magic. "That skirt flipper can't escape my detection spell!"
Okay, calling it a spell was a little weird, but these were nuns. They were probably stuck in Clarke's Third Law. You know,the whole deal where sufficiently advanced technology was indistinguishable from magic.
It was a bit weird still, especially since she thought christians had a big no-no about magic? But right now there were more important things, like stopping the redhead from getting violent. Whatever tech that staff was, it also doubled as a scary weapon given the thing had created invisible shockwaves and cut into the ground as if it were some kind of super sharp sword.
Luckily the Level Upper had teleported something useful to her. These glasses were supposed to inhibit a person's neural pathways in a specific way that induced shyness. Or at least that's what she supposed they did. Saten put them on -
"Ah!" Agnese said all of a sudden. The staff slipped from her fingers, and she started trying to pull her habit down to cover up more of her legs. "Oh gosh, this is quite inappropriate, isn't it?” The red haired nun had never quite thought about it, but wasn’t her skirt a bit too short? And these high heels made her look almost like a model on the catwalk rather than a proper nun.
"Hyooooo!" a nun suddenly yelled. It was the one who got the boyshorts! She'd just flipped Saten's skirt! "Sorry, the glasses gave you this weirdly defenseless look and I couldn't help it."
Normally Saten would have laughed off something like this easily. But today, her face turned a bright red and she quickly started stuttering as embarrassment hit her like a trainwreck. “Wawa-what awawa-are you?!” Her hands were already moving to hold her skirt down, and for the first time ever she understood what Uiharu probably felt like when she flipped her skirt in public.
“Angelene! What are you doing, we barely know her!” The older looking blonde nun rushed over, grabbing the petite girl and pulling her away. “I apologize, she really isn’t this bad normally.”
"Maybe... maybe the skirt flipper did something to her?" Saten lamely suggested. Honestly, at this point she just wanted to get away from them. After seeing what these nuns were capable of, she'd be more than happy to pull back on the skirt flipping for a bit. Keep it to Uihari and her other friends, at least there would be no risk of death involved then.
“Oh my god, could it be..” There was immediate mumbling among the nuns and a back and forth started where they discussed why this could be. “A curse, or perhaps a possession spell of some sort?” More nonsense speech that made no sense, just wonderful.
“Argh.. the culprit has vanished.. But we have a lead in Angelene..” Agnese seemed to have recovered from her sudden case of shyness after Saten had looked away. “We will get her looked at by an expert! They can fix this and perhaps find a clue too!”
Huh. that seemed a little... easy, didn't it? Then Saten remembered: She'd been leveling up her getting away with it skill as well!
"Well, Misaka! I guess we ought to call it a night as well," Saten said. Though to be honest she still hadn't worked out why Misaka's bust hadn't improved. You try to do something nice for someone, and nothing comes of it! "If that accursed skirt flipper appears again, we'll be ready next time! Right?"
"Misaka will watch out for her, Misaka said. She will not flip Misaka's skirt again.” Even though the Railgun’s sister kept the same deadpan tone she had been using the entire time, she sounded surprisingly convincing. It made her tempted to flip her skirt right this moment.. but Saten resisted.. that would only restart this entire thing..
In any event. It was time for her to go home so that she would have some time to think about what to do with this newly gained ability to improve skills and get random super tech gadgets. Surely a clever girl like her could come up with something now that she wasn't getting distracted!
“Ehh.. onee-sama, there is another onee-sama over there!”
Speaking of distractions, Kuroko suddenly appeared out of nowhere in a flying teleporting tackle onto Misaka, who simply took it and tumbled to the ground.
"Please don't touch Misaka there, Misaka said while secretly being curious to see where this went." Saten couldn’t help staring.. the contrast between how Mikoto acted in this sort of situation compared to her sister was just too much. She had never expected to see the Railgun calmly lying back and letting Kuroko molest her with nothing but a blush on her face.
"Ohhh, that deadpan attitude! The way you don't resist! Onee sama, your identical sisters are almost cuter than you are! Why didn't you tell me about them sooner? Triple the Misaka is fun, cubed!"
"I didn't tell you because of this very reason!" Misaka yelled. A busty Misaka, storming across the street to pull Kuroko away from the Misaka that had been with Saten until now. Ah, so her breasts had been growing! But.. the size looked smaller than they should have been.. Actually.. They were bigger back when she had momentarily swapped the skill to herse-
Hold on wait, the Railgun had two identical sisters?!
“Your friend is quite enthusiastic onee-sama, says Misaka as she watches curiously.” And indeed, there was another Misaka, looking like a photocopy of the Railgun if not for wearing the same goggles as the one currently being molested by Kuroko.
“Stop that already!” Correction, the one that had been molested before Kuroko had been zapped into submission.
Saten stared back and forth between the slightly red girl rising from the ground and the identical one standing next to Mikoto and a vaguely familiar boy.
“Okay, can someone explain what is going on? I met your sister earlier, but didn’t think there was another one. And what is with your chest..” Well the question was more, why was it smaller than expected?
“Urgh.. they got this big again. What a pain. Such mis - I mean! Shut up, you!”
Misaka was saying that to the boy standing next to her. Saten had seen him around before. He put his head in his hands, then did something extremely brazen and daring. He put his right hand on Misaka's chest! Scandalous! Incredible! And if Saten didn't know better she'd say that Misaka was kind of into it!
Then... Misaka's bust deflated back to normal size. At the same time Saten's Level Upper dinged, she'd suddenly gained a whole lot more free EXP. What?! And that number had already been higher than expected!
“D-don’t just grab me without permission.” The original Misaka said, face scarlet but somehow looking a touch disappointed when the boy removed his hand from her chest.
"Do that again and I'll teleport your hand away from your body," Kuroko warned.
"...Sure, I'll keep that in mind," the boy said. "Hey, so you're a friend of Misaka's as well? Have you seen anything weird going on tonight?"
"We were in hot pursuit of the Mysterious Masked Skirt Flipper and a group of nuns wearing scandalously short habits, Misaka reminisces fondly."
The boy tilted his head. “Huh.. I guess even the most ordinary people can get dragged into weird shit.”
"That's why there's no need for you to be all 'such misfortune' all the time," Misaka huffed. "Bad things happen to everyone, especially in this crazy city. Honestly, Touma! I don't get what's with you half the time!"
Huh... Huh! This boy called Touma had somehow undone the effects of her ability with a touch. Saten tilted her head. He was kinda handsome, a little... And she'd never seen Misaka act like this with anyone else. Could it be? Surely not. Was this a tsundere in her natural habitat? How cute!
Just then, a thought occurred to Saten. Out of the blue. It was kind of a naughty thought. A deviant thought. She really and truly shouldn't. But... But it was too cute to let slip! Bear in mind, of course, that Misaka was also levelling up her Sexy Tsundere skill. While she was in contact with Imagine Breaker it would reset to her natural default level - but as soon as she wasn't in contact it would go back to where it was.
With a naughty grin, and while nobody was paying her any mind, Saten started to pump that extra EXP right into Misaka. Hehehe! It was a little bit naugthy, but what are friends for?
- What did she put the levels into?
- Seducing Touma (now she'd become really good at seducing anyone with that name)
- Sex appeal (Kuroko explodes)
- Acting Honest (Come on, show what you want girl!)
- Perviness (Let’s see how she likes the roles being reversed for once!)
- Something else
No comments:
Post a Comment