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OP: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n8q5pLbnsr4
Twitter: https://twitter.com/ConfettoQM
Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Psion+Academy+Quest
Characters: http://pastebin.com/rnJwyp3f
Abilities: http://pastebin.com/MeG2UPnG

>>1233276
>write in
>wear it like a champ

>>1233276
>”I’ve made a terrible mistake.”
>>Grumble reluctantly.
>>>Wear it like a champ.

Time for cute lesbian undertones!

>>1233276
seconding >>1233287

Closing voting

>>1233287
Wait, why would there be lesbian undertones already? Katsuya isn't a reverse Degurechaff.

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“I’ve made a terrible mistake,” you say, taking it, “How do I… open this?”

With a light, pleased laugh, Usagi lightly touches it with a finger. In an instant, it fluffs up in your face, almost making you fall back. You don’t want to say you spent longer than you’d like to admit deciding what to wear, but you can’t help but feel just a little disappointment. Grumbling only a little, you swing your arms through the huge sleeves. In a second, you tighten the knot on the sash and puff up your chest.

If you’re doing this, you might as well do it all the way, right?

Then again, entering the world of idols maybe a mistake in the first place.

“It fits you!” she says.

You look at her. “Was this just a spare?”

“Nope, got it a few days ago. I eyeballed it,” she says, “I’m pretty good, aren’t I?”

“I’m surprised,” you say, “by that, and by why we’re here so early. The doors don’t even open in 4 hours.”

“Early? More like not early enough!” she puts her hands at her hips, “The goods, Katsuya! The goods! The store will run out of everything!”

“Usagi…”

“Don’t tell me you didn’t think of it,” she says, “And… why do you keep calling me that?”

“Gah, did I say that out loud?”
>”It’s… cute?”
>”Slip of the tongue.”
>”Do you hate it?”
>”Full names are a sign of respect, Yuu Saki.”
>Write-in.

>>1233343
>”Full names are a sign of respect, Usagi.”

>>1233330
>tfw the people controlling your actions forget which gender you are

>>1233343
>”It’s… cute?”
>”Do you hate it?”
>Write-in. "I could think of another nickname. Maybe something more fitting after your time as my personal maid..."

B U L L Y

>>1233343
THIS: >>1233350

>>1233330
Wait, I've been thinking the MC was female all this time. I think my brain & I need to have a serious talk.

>>1233353
There there, I thought the same until midway through the first thread

>>1233359
My... my dreams have been shattered ;-;

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>>1233359
>>1233361

Closing voting

>>1233361
My respects for your loss.

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>>1233361
Don't lose hope. Perhaps one day we will come across someone who's Art lets them change their sex so that we can copy it.

This might not be /tg/, but we can still become the little girl in our hearts.

>>1233363
Also what is that image from?

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“It’s… cute?” you say, “Do you hate it?”

“Wha— I… don’t dislike it…?” she says, “It’s just… kinda weird...?”

“I could think of something else. Maybe something more fitting after your time as my personal maid…”

“You… don’t you dare, you idiot! This is what I get for trying to do something for you!”

“I’m joking, I’m joking. If you don’t want me using it, then—“

“No, it’s fine,” she says, “I’ll just… come up with something for you then!”

“I don’t like how this sounds.”

“How about… Kats?”

An image of your older sister calling you that appears in your mind.

“…No?”

“Perfect!”

“Hey, wait a moment!”

“I liked that expression you had right then, hehe,” Usagi says, “Kats it is!”

You open your mouth to say something, but then you stop when you realize you’re not changing her mind. “…Let’s just go.”

A moment later and through the turnstiles, you find yourself being dragged by Usagi down sets of stairs. The sound of an incoming train pulls you two along. Even though it wouldn’t be the end of the world if you missed it, you’re still running.

“It’s all over!” Usagi cries.

It’s jammed full.
>”We can wait for the next one, right?”
>”Hold on, I’m getting us in!”
>”Check the next car!”
>Write-in.

>>1233397
>>”Hold on, I’m getting us in!”
J-J-JAM IT IN.

>>1233397
>”Hold on, I’m getting us in!”

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>>1233397
>”Hold on, I’m getting us in!”
ANTICS AHOY

>>1233386
Youjo Senki.

>>1233416

Huh, I don't recall that scene in the manga.

>>1233397
>”Hold on, I’m getting us in!”
Shouganai na, we'll have to press our bodies together.

>>1233418
Chapter 11, page 38.

Ending voting

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“Hold on, I’m getting us in!”

“H-huh?”

She looks horribly conflicted, so instead you grab her hand and pull her with you. As you get closer, you see it—someone refusing to move to the center of the car! You mutter a curse and then take a breath.

Alright, you can do this!

“I’m so sorry!” you say, pushing against the other passengers toward the middle. With a flurry of apologies and heavy nudging, you make enough space before the doors close, pulling Usagi inside right as it shuts.

It’s… awfully cramped.

Usagi says, “My bag… it didn’t get caught on the door, did it?”

UWAAAA!!

What the….?!

No way! Is this seriously happening right now?

“H-hey, you’re a bit too close…” Usagi says.

You feel another jab against your butt.

Oh god, are they getting bolder?

You’ve only heard about this type of thing in questionable materials and hushed murmurs, but for this to happen to you...! There’s a peaceful clarity on your head as you reach a new level of understanding for victims of such an injustice.

You can’t use magic in uncondoned public spaces, but you really want to just Psi Blast everything right now.

Gah!! Stop it!
>Turn around and sock the bastard in the face.
>Call them out!
>”Usagi… is that you?”
>It’s… it’s not what you think it is, right? Just… shift around a little…?
>Write-in.

>>1233485
>It’s… it’s not what you think it is, right? Just… shift around a little…?
> Tearfully submit

>>1233485
>>It’s… it’s not what you think it is, right? Just… shift around a little…?

>>1233485
>"Usagi... is that you?"
Shenanigans!

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>>1233485
>It’s… it’s not what you think it is, right? Just… shift around a little…?

>>1233485
>It’s… it’s not what you think it is, right? Just… shift around a little…?

>>1233485
>It’s… it’s not what you think it is, right? Just… shift around a little…?

Closing voting

>>1233485
I find it funny she doesn't realize we call her Usagi because of her rabbit ears.

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It’s… it’s not what you think it is, right? Just… shift around a little…?

You sort of… wiggle…?

Um…

Usagi says in a hush tone, “Kats, w-what are you doing?!”

“I…my rights are being violated right now.”

“More like you’re violating my personal space!”

“Any louder and you’re going to cause a misunderstanding!”

“What misunderstanding?!” she says, “There’s no other way to interpret this!”

GAAAH!

You twist your hips, and suddenly a pressure gives way. Usagi’s handbag drops down to her knees.

You blink.

“What the hell is in your bag!? Do you just keep people’s hands in your bag like some sort of serial killer?”

“W-what are you saying? Have you lost it?”

“The only thing I lost was my dignity!” you reply, looking away and saying in a muted voice, “I’m sorry, mother, father, I don’t think I can get married anymore.”

Usagi reaches in her bag. “I have my wallet, phone, other…stuff…, and… I guess this?”

She pulls out some sort of… glowstick, wand... thing. Plastic target-like circles form the crest of it, its outline matching the vague residual feeling in your backside.

“…”

“W-what?”

Suddenly, the train makes a sharp turn. You fall on Usagi. As you try to push yourself off, you find unexpected resistance from the person behind you. Still, you push off eventually, bracing yourself against the door properly again.

”Uuuuuuuuu...!” Usagi seethes.
>”S-sorry.”
>”It’s okay; I didn’t feel anything.”
>”Are you okay?”
>Give the guy behind you a piece of your mind. Not to distract or anything.
>Write-in.

>>1233563
>Give the guy behind you a piece of your mind. Not to distract or anything.

>>1233563
>"S-sorry"
>"Are you okay?"
Go full awkward

>>1233563
>>”It’s okay; I didn’t feel anything.”

>>1233563
>”S-sorry.”

>>1233563
>”It’s okay; I didn’t feel anything.”

>>1233563
>”It’s okay; I didn’t feel anything.”
Because there wasn't anything to feel, of course.

>>1233563
>"S-sorry"
>"Are you okay?"

Closing voting

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“S-sorry,” you say, “It’s okay; I didn’t feel anything.”

Her expression drops. “Kats.”

You may have made a terrible mistake. “W-wait, that’s not—“

She taps the glowstick on her other hand. “Hey Kats… I think you still have some dignity to lose.”

“I’m sorry! I didn’t—GAAHH!”

Eventually, you step out of the train, completely disheveled. Your vulnerable posterior was protected by the kind man behind you, but the rest of your body wasn’t so lucky. Her jabs didn’t hurt exactly, but to say you don’t still feel them would be a lie.

Without long, the sight of a forming crowd comes into view. And just like that, her mood shoots up.

“We’re here! And the line’s not even that long!”

“What? It’s huge! It almost reaches the train station!”

“Hah, if it was really long, it would loop back there, and then back again!”

“…So these are idol fans, huh?”

“You’re dressed as one, so don’t look down on us!”

“I’m not, jeez,” you say, “It looks like it’s going to be a long wait.”

“Yeah. It’s the perfect time to ask… who’s your favorite!?”

“Favorite what?”

“Siren! Don’t you know what team you’re on? There’s the entrancing and mysterious Nachi, the cute and aggressive Reina, and the energetic center that holds them together, Anporin!”

“Is this like some kind of weird, long-winded metaphor for something?”

“What are you talking about?”

”Nevermind.
>”Nachi seems interesting.”
>”Reina. Obviously.”
>”Anporin’s up there.”
>”…None of the above.”
>"...Who's yours?"
>Write-in.

>>1233674
>>"...Who's yours?"
>Look smugly at Usagi like we actually have a favorite and are waiting to judge her.

>>1233674
>”…None of the above.”
>>"Also none of the below."

>>1233674
>I've weighed my favoritism against my willingness to start a fight about this, and I think my dignity is already bruised enough as it is.

>>1233674
>>1233684
Seconding.

>>1233684
Supporten

>>1233674
backing >>1233684

>>1233674
>Actually, personality-wise, I kinda like their producer the best, from that one interview I read in passing a few weeks back.
>Uh, I mean- who's yours?

Ending voting

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“…Who’s yours?” you say, putting on an aura of intense smugness.

“Oh? Ara ara, you didn’t notice from glowstick?” she pulls it out again, the faint red glow almost invisible in the daylight. “Red, for Reina!”

You nod your head, “I… I knew that!” There was no way you could’ve known that! Okay, well, the colors from their uniforms are a slight dead giveaway, but still, it’s not like you watch them preform! “R-Reina’s the best, right?” Think Katsuya! Cute? Aggressive? Come up with something!! “Anporin’s the center, but Reina leaves such a strong punch.”

“Right? Right?! And she’s soo cute too!~” Usagi says, going on.

Ah… crisis averted.

You wipe the imaginary sweat off of your forehead and let out a sigh of relief.

“I can’t wait to meet them in person!”

“…Ehn?”

“I also got backstage passes after the show! Yes!!”

“Huh?” you say, “Usagi, we’re going to miss the last train!”

“Who cares about that!?”

Time passes like nothing at all, making your way to the front of the line and leaving with small tote bags full of goodies. It was mostly Usagi pushing for it, but you could splurge a little, you think.

[1/2, give me a few]

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You are now inside. You also learn you are inside a mosh pit. Surrounded by the intense aura of idol fans. A deathly fate more certain than a truck coming at you at an intersection. Alright, that’s an exaggeration, but being in the thick of it!?

A voice ripples from the speakers. “Are you ready?”

A chorus erupts from around you. “Yes, we are!”

“I can’t hear you!” A different voice.

“YES, WE ARE!!”

“That’s the spirit!” And a third one.

Lights show on, one by one: right, left, then center.

They’re saying something, but something’s wrong.

Your head is dizzy.

Your psi is rumbling.

Is this okay?
>Shake it off. Resist it.
>Join the fun. Join the crowd.
>Psi field. Now.
>Write-in.

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>>1233789
>>Psi field. Now.

>>1233789
>>Shake it off. Resist it.
Can't go one fucking day, can we?

I'll be back in 30. Extending voting.

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>>1233789
>Shake it off. Resist it.

>>1233789
>Psi field. Now.

>>1233815
Oh! Now I get why they're called the sirens.

>>1233789
>Shake it off. Resist it.

No need to overreact who k-knows maybe it's supposed to happen...heh heh...

>>1233789
>Psi field. Now.

>>1233820
I won't say that I didn't see it coming, just that I'd hoped I was wrong

>>1233789
>>Psi field. Meow.

>>1233789
As if we need Psi to lure in the ladies

Calling a bit early
Can I get some 1d100 rolls?

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>1233926

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>1233926

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>1233926

>>1233940
YEAH THAT MIGHT DO IT

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>>1233940

>>1233940
Nice, wasn't expecting that.
Mind if I get one more roll? Update should roll out in about 15.

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>1233997

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“I hope you’re all excited for our new album—KITSUNE!”

Thunderous roars.

You close your eyes, taking in a deep breath. When they open again, your psi flows outward.

Focus.

97


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=51DJDAJRA-E

Their first song starts.

You feel it. Everything.

69/250 - Nachi (???)

The psi around you dances and pulses, disrupting yours with every beat, every drum hit, every clap, subtly syncing you along the way, perfectly with—

35/250 - Anporin (???)

—the lights, the mist flowing from the stage, the growing intensity of the glowsticks, it all comes together—

131/300 - Rori Shiba (Perfect Pitch 2)

—as their voices, with measured cadence, come together, drawing you in, closer, forever.

Wait… what?

“Kats!” Usagi shakes your shoulders, “Are you okay?”

“H-huh?” you blink. You instantly withdraw your psi field, grimacing at the idea of someone catching you. “Y-yeah, I am now.”

“Are you sure? You look a bit sick.”
>Take a step out. You need a breather.
>Relax, and join in.
>…Record.
>Write-in.

>>1234087
>Take a step out. You need a breather.

I'm still not sure what the xx/xxx system is.

>>1234087
>...Record

>>1234087
>Relax, and join in.

>>1234087
>>Take a step out. You need a breather.

>>1234087
>...Record

>>1234087
>>…Record.
>Write-in. (Try to shield Usagi too)
if we step out, there's a decent chance Usagi gets brainwashed

>>1234087
>…Record.

>>1234087
>…Record.

>>1234104
A/B
It's A out of B, where rolls add onto A until it hits the ceiling provided by B.

Hitting these "caps" overflow onto the next one.
Hitting the cap for the first time when recording someone's art allows you to use their magic.
After that, you can use it with more strength, better finesse, or other tricks.

Ending voting. No need to roll, I might as well just give it to you guys.

>>1234104
Our funmagic is reading and copying other people's funmagic. X/Y shows progress towards our current rank of whatever funmagic we're analyzing. Presumably, the more ranks of any particular funmagic we have, the less we suck at copying it.

There's an abilities pastebin, so check that out too.

>>1234214
Nicely put, much better than my stumbling mess.

>>1234249
I love you, QM, but you no words good lots

>>1234087
so Reina is Rori Shiba?

>>1234272
You may panic now.

>>1234369
How bold of you.

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“I’m sure. Don’t worry about me, alright?”

She eyes you suspiciously. “Hmm, alright!”

Then she goes in, swinging her glowstick to the beat of the entire room.

Maybe… no one will notice, if you’re just quiet enough.

You set up a field again, extending to the entire room.

250/250 - Nachi (???)
000/300 - Nachi (Tempo)
Each individual psi particle exerts a greater influence, possibly even allowing you to transmit information through long distances.

250/250 - Anporin (???)
000/300 - Anporin (Perfect Illusion)
Your psi field can now manipulate light to a pathetic degree.

300/300 - Rori Shiba (Perfect Pitch 2)
000/350 - Rori Shiba (Perfect Pitch 3)
Reina’s… Rori’s…? Huh…?

Their set ends, and their closing song finishes. You take a step back, finding yourself surrounded by the dying energy of innumerable fans. The idol trio give their thanks and make their way off the stage. Maybe… you missed out on something—

“That was great!” Usagi says.

“Yeah, that was… something else.”

“Did you see those moves they did on Kokoronokioku?” she squeals, “I’ll never forget it!”

“Shame we can’t record it, ehn?”

“That’d be rude!”

“Very.”

[1/2, give me a few]

>>1234087
>Relax, and join in.

>>1234375
kek

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You find yourself in a room backstage, sipping out of a cup while standing back. Usagi, along with six other fans, are too busy trying to get their stuff autographed.

Your head hurts.

It feels like you just crammed for an exam, and now you don’t even get to take a nap.

Still.

You look over at the trio, and you almost feel bad for them. Almost.

One of them makes eye contact with you, or what you think is eye contact because you can’t exactly see through her mask.

She has two, tiny pigtails.

She completely recognizes you.
>Attempt to flee.
>Pretend nothing is wrong.
>Act distracted.
>”Hi, Shiba.”
>Write-in.

Extending for 30 minutes, and shifting the update scheduling to 15/45

>>1234433
>>”Hi, Shiba.”

>>1234433
>"Hi, Shiba"
But, y'know, discreetly.

>>1234433
>Write-in.
>"You seem vaguely familiar, somehow. Have we met somewhere before?"

>>1234433
>>”Hi, Shiba.”

>>1234433
>Pretend nothing is wrong.

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>>1234433
>Pretend nothing is wrong.

>>1234433
>Pretend nothing is wrong.
>"Hi, Shiba."

>>1234457
This is better. I want to see her squirm.

>>1234433
>Pretend nothing is wrong.

>>1234433
changing >>1234452 to
>”Hi, Shiba.”

>>1234433
>”Hi, Shiba.”

>>1234433
>Pretend nothing is wrong.

>>1234447
>>1234450
>>1234459
>>1234464
>>1234480
>>1234495
It'd be rude to not say hi.
>>1234461
>>1234461
>>1234462
>>1234464
>>1234469
>>1234504
Everything is fine.
>>1234457
>>1234465
Who?

Closing voting.

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“Hi, Shiba.”

Loud enough for her to hear, but not enough for anyone else to notice.

Except the other two idols, of course, who immediately snap their attentions in your direction as if you revealed a bomb strapped to your chest.

The analogy falls apart when Shiba shushes the few in front of her and politely excuses herself, parting the tiny sea of fans and proceeding to storm toward you. Her anger in her pace is measured, careful enough to not let it spill out, but seething enough so that you wish you didn’t say that.

“Ah, I need to do something,” Shiba says, and then pointing to you, “You there, can you help me?” She said that last part with immense displeasure.

“Sure thing.” You are on a streak of top-tier decision making right now, as Usagi might be inclined to agree as she stares you down suspiciously. Tossing out a wave, you walk behind her. You’re not sure what’ll happen if you disobeyed now, but you’re sure you’d be paying Haru an early visit. Again.

You enter an empty dressing room, and the door promptly shuts behind you.

Shiba cracks her knuckles. “Oi, punk, you gotta lot of nerve.”

“Well hello to you too,” you tilt your head, “What’s wrong?”

“Don’t play dumb with me! That stunt you just tried to pull!”

“Hey, no one knew it was you.”

“Huuuuh? And don’t get me started on your slimy psi coating the stage. I thought it was the equipment or atmosphere or whatever at first, but then I remembered that feeling from your exam.”

“My psi is not slimy. I do maintenance every week, thank you very much.”

“So it WAS you!” she steps a bit closer. Uh. “Give me a good reason to not knock this memory out of your head.”

You gulp. That wasn’t from a sip from your cup.
>Make a break for it.
>”You can try.”
>”Remember what?”
>”I’m not going to go around telling everyone, relax.”
>Write-in.

>>1234827
>Write-in.
How would it look if I walked into your dressing room fine and walked out bruised and battered?

>>1234827
>>”I’m not going to go around telling everyone, relax.”

>>1234827
>”You can try.”

I... don't think they're allowed to mass-use psi on a crowd like that at all?

>>1234827
>”I’m not going to go around telling everyone, relax.”
>”Hell, when my Psi started telling me that some strange shit was going down in a public place like that, I was the one shitting myself.”
>”I'm glad it turns out I was worrying over nothing, but I hope for your sake I'm the only one with a power like mine that ever attends one of your concerts.”

Ending voting

>>1234850
Clothes disheveled, breathing heavily, How lewd

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”I’m not going to go around telling everyone, relax,” you say, “How would it look if I walked into your dressing room fine and walked out bruised and battered?”

“Who said you were walking out?”

“Hey, don’t say things like that! What are you, some kind of delinquent?!”

“If I trusted everyone that easily, I wouldn’t have lasted this long,” she says, “So just hold still…!”

To which you respond by strafing away. “Hey, you scared the life out of me first! What the hell were you doing? Mass brainwashing the audience?”

“HUUUH?!” Shiba narrows her eyes, “What do you mean mass brainwashing? Weren’t you watching us all this time? You really are an idiot, huh?”

“You can’t lie, how else are you supposed to describe something like this?”

“Getting them in the mood? I don’t know!” she replies, throwing her mask off, “It’s like using auto-tune and strobe lights! The fact that you can even suggest we’re doing something this is insulting! With how big we are, don’t you think we would be a little less stupid about something like that?! We have approval from the authorities, you damn sack of potatoes!”

“Still, it’s a little… unethical?”

“Oi, I don’t want to hear that from you.”

“Hahah….” You scratch the back of your head. “Right.”

“Satisfied? Let me just get one punch in for that stunt with my name earlier, and another with Hitsujikaze.”

Uh oh.
>”Looks like it’s time for me to leave. Can’t be late for the train!”
>”Hitsujikaze’s problem wasn’t on me!”
>”Anywhere but the face.”
>”Try it!”
>Write-in.

>>1235005
>”Looks like it’s time for me to leave. Can’t be late for the train!”

>>1235005
>”Hitsujikaze’s problem wasn’t on me!”
>”Looks like it’s time for me to leave. Can’t be late for the train!”

>>1235005
>”Looks like it’s time for me to leave. Can’t be late for the train!”

>>1235005
>”Anywhere but the face.”

>>1235005
>”Is that all you're planning on letting me off with? Because some people would suggest you go much further, for what my Art is and what I can do with it.”
>”Well, anywhere but the face, I guess.”

>>1235005
>”Looks like it’s time for me to leave. Can’t be late for the train!”

Ending voting

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“Looks like it’s time for me to leave. Can’t be late for the train!” you say, breaking into a sprint.

“I’m not letting you get away that easily!” Shiba cries out, grabbing onto the end of your coat. Just why did you agree to wearing it!? God damn it, Usagi!

“Gah! Let go!” you say, tugging away.

“What are you, a baby?” she says, “Come on, just let me get a good one in there!”

“Yeah right!” you reply, pulling free. Or rather, she let you go, and you’re promptly sent backwards by your own momentum into a chair. You crash into it, toppling over as Shiba practically flies over on top of you.

“Not the face!”

“The face it is!”

She swings, and you turn away just in time for her to nail the carpet where your head used to be. You give one hard heave and launch the idol off of you, allowing you to spin up and around to reach the doorknob! Just as you turn it, you feel your leg get pulled out from under you and you drop to the floor.

“You can’t get away from me!” she laughs maniacally, straddling your back.

“What is wrong with you!?”

There are three quick knocks, and you two freeze. Before anyone can even react, the door opens to reveal Usagi.

“Reina!~ You left something that looks really important, and someone else almost opened—“ She freezes too. “Ah.”

Silence.

Then, Usagi continues, “I’m sorry for interrupting.”

The door slowly creaks shut.
>”It’s not what it looks like!”
>”No! Usagi! Come back here and help me!”
>”Shiba. How about a truce?”
>Write-in.

>>1235157
>”No! Usagi! Come back here and save me!”

>>1235157
>>”No! Usagi! Come back here and help me!”
>>”It’s not what it looks like!”

>>1235157
>”No! Usagi! Come back here and help me!”

>>1235157
>”PLEASE HELP”

>>1235157
>”It’s not what it looks like!”

>>1235157
>”It’s not what it looks like!”

Closing voting

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“No! Usagi! Come back here and help me!”

“Ah, I like it when they squirm!” Shiba says as she puts you in an armlock.

“My favorite idol... with someone like Katsuya…”

“What’s that’s supposed to mean?!”

“Kats, I know this isn’t a date, but it still hurts a little, you know?” Usagi says.

You curse, “Usagi!! I swear to god!”

“Ahahah…” Shiba laughs emptily, “I feel like my life is suddenly over. How does one person ruin everything so quickly? Okay, I’ve decided: I’ll take out my anger on you.”

“Gah!! Get off me already!”

Usagi says through the door, “Are you seriously being overpowered by a little girl? Or wait… you could just be this type of person…” Why is she still there!? What does she want you to do, kick a little girl in the face?

“Oi. What did you just call me?” Shiba suddenly turns to Usagi’s direction.

“Ehn?”

Wait a minute.

Shiba suddenly releases the pressure on your arm. “Don’t move.”

You have a feeling Shiba’s intended body count rose from one to two. She pulls the door open, and the girl behind it jumps a little. Quickly, Usagi covers her eyes.

“Ahah, I didn’t see anything, I swear!”

Sorry, Usagi. This idol is a demon.
>Grab Usagi and run!
>Double takedown Shiba! Wait, what the hell?!
>Distract Shiba… somehow.
>Write-in.

>>1235329
>Grab Usagi and run!
We need to get to the traaaaaaaaiiinnnnn

>>1235329
>Double takedown Shiba! Wait, what the hell?!
This will totally work

>>1235329
>>Grab Usagi and run!

>>1235329
>Double takedown Shiba! Wait, what the hell?!
This cannot possibly go wrong.

>>1235329
>Grab Usagi and run!

>>1235329
>>Grab Usagi and run!
Protect our rabbit maid!

>>1235329
Grab the rabbit and run.

>>1235329
>Grab Usagi and run!

Ending voting. This might be delayed by 5 minutes or so.

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You… you can’t leave her to die here!

Adjusting your ridiculously wide sleeved coat, you quietly get up, bracing yourself onto the ground.

Three. Two. One.

You burst forward, Shiba turning around in shock to see you sprinting in full force in her direction. There’s a look of surprise on her face, and you see her psi firing up on her eyes. In a fraction of a second that she falls on her behind, you watch as she suppresses her magic.

The difference between a novice and a professional. The gap of experience that you gambled on—and won.

“Come on!” you shout, grabbing Usagi’s hand. Pulling her away and out of her confusion, you turn and begin to take off.

You feel a slight breeze behind you, the feeling of Shiba missing your clothes as she tries to grab you again! Turning back just enough so that she can see your face, you smile. Yes, what glory that is battle experience, for the hardships of battle have taught you to tuck in your loose coat inside your pants! Who cares if you look incredibly stupid right now, you managed to crawl out of that hell mostly unscathed!

“What are you…?” Usagi cries out.

“We’re going to miss the last train, you idiot!” you cry back.

[Chapter 4 “Un-Idle Activities” - End]

>>1235482
That was fun. Thanks for running!

ED: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y-NTMSoed2g
Twitter: twitter.com/ConfettoQM

Thanks for playing! I wonder how many of you saw Rori Shiba’s identity unsurprising? Speaking of Shiba, the song for Sirens linked earlier was her theme song, and almost every character has one. It’s so I can cope with not having a new OP and ED every thread, alright?

As always, comments, criticism, and questions are very welcome.

>>1235490
Thanks for running!

>>1235490
Great work man hope you keep it going so far its interesting :V

>>1235490
Thanks for the thread. It was fun

>>1235490
Congratulations, you've removed my need for other quests.

>>1235490
Had my suspicions from her character, but nothing quite like this.

>>1235490
Even if I didn't vote, I had a lot of fun reading. Your quests are great.