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>>2258050
>Pretend to know the girl.

>>2258050
>>Pretend to know the girl.

>>2258053
>Pretend to know the girl.

>>2258050
Thank you for my new phone wallpaper

>>2258050
Best girl takes center stage! In color!

>>2258058
>>2258062
>>2258063
>I was only pretending

>>2258077
Enjoy!

Writing

>>2258050
OP, who drew that pic? I like it.

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“Tch.”

You rub the back of your neck as you prepare yourself for this momentous task. In all honesty, you’d rather not do anything showy. It’s such a pain in the ass, but if you won’t do it, who will?

As you walk down the grassy incline and back onto the road, you try to come up with the best story you’ve got. She looks like she’s young enough to be the school. You pull out an earbud.

One of the three delinquents say, “Hey, what school do you go to?”

“Yo,” you say, tossing out a random name. Everyone’s attention suddenly turns to you. Not even bothering a glance to anyone else except the girl, you continue, “Ayano, what are you doing here? Don’t tell me you’re skipping.” You put on your best poker face and hope your bluff works.

The guys look at each other for a moment. “Huh?” Then one of them says to you, “Can’t you see we’re talking here?”

You go up to her, and they cautiously back off away from you anyways. She gives you the faintest smirk. “Sorry, do I know you? My name isn’t Ayano.”

You suck your teeth. This is why you don’t play hero. “Hey, I’m trying to help you out here.”

Her smile widens ever so slightly. “Oh, I’m sorry,” she says, “I should really get going. I’ll let you have fun.”

Glaring at her, you turn around as she walks away. A delinquent starts taking a step toward you, but you get in his way. He says to you, “Fuck off, kid.” Kid? He’s maybe a year older than you, two at most.

“Nah.”

He looks incredulously at you. “Tetsuyashi uniform, ehn? I’m about to teach this rich kid a lesson.” The three idiots affirm each other using various grunts. Rich? That’s a funny joke.

The kimono girl is walking away, ever so slowly and without a care in the world. She's pissing you off more than these morons.

You don’t feel like taking a beating right now.
Roll 1d100.
>Back off.
>Take it easy.
>They started it, right?
>Write-in.

>>2258160
I drew it! And thank you.

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>2258191
>Back off.

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>2258191
>Back off.

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>we roll well when we are an entirely different character from Kats
HMMMM

>>2258198
>>2258215
this

>>2258251
Kats is cursed. Forever.

Writing

>>2258251
I wish that rule also apllied to Levi it would've been so funny if we got a 100 when playing as him but we got some pretty mediocre rolls

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You should probably cut your losses. Right now.

“It was fun talking to you guys, but I should go,” you say. Giving them a small wave. Turning on your heel, you start to begin getting the hell away from them.

You hear one of them say to another, “Stop him!”

Feeling something was wrong, you quickly step to the side as the wind rushes besides you. There was a quick blur of light, and then you spot one of the three suddenly in front of you, except now staggering and trying to keep his balance as he comes to a stop.

Using their arts... “Really?” you think out loud. As you continue running toward him, he starts to give you an awkward stare of concentration. His eyes flash cyan, and so do yours. He zooms toward you, his psi sputtering a pace away from you. You give him a slight nudge as he careens toward you, and he falls onto ground in a roll.

Without any second thoughts whatsoever, you get away from there as possible.

A few minutes later, you managed to shake them off. When you say shake them off, you mean ran a little and then they gave up because they can’t be bothered.

Pulling out your phone, you look at the time. At least you won’t miss the whole day. When you look back up, you find the girl from before, standing a small distance away from you, as if she had just come out of the alleyway she’s half standing in.

You glare at her. “What was that?!”

“Getting help from a delinquent to help me get away other delinquents? Seems a little pointless.”

You can tell, she’s a pain.
>”I’m not a delinquent.”
>”Aren’t you skipping school right now too?”
>”You could have at least played along.”
>”You’re welcome.”
>Write-in.

>>2258308
>”Y-you too."

>>2258308
>”I’m not a delinquent.”
>”Aren’t you skipping school right now too?”
>”You could have at least played along.”

>>2258308
>Clearly you didn't need my help. I probably saved those thugs moreso than I did you.

>>2258316
what

>>2258319
All this

>>2258344
Sass

Writing

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“You coulda at least played along, y’know.”

“I’d rather not associate myself with delinquents,” she answers. “It’s bad for my image.”

“I’m not a delinquent,” you say, “Aren’t you skipping school right now too?”

“...No?” she says.

“What’s with that answer?”

“This is school work. I’m performing my duties,” she replies. Her voice is awfully familiar, but you can’t place your finger on it.

“Duties? So that’s what you call what you were doing. Clearly you didn't need my help,” you say, “I probably saved those thugs more than I saved you.”

“Oh? And who’s to say I would’ve done anything?”

“What, were they just going to let you walk away?” you ask, “What’s with you?”

“Consider that as your punishment for not being in class right now.”

Your eyes narrow. “Are you from Tetsuyashi?”

“...And what gave you that idea?”

“...” You take a step forward. “Hey, let me see your face.”

Reaching out, you lift her parasol up, only to see

a smile—

[1/2]

>>2258409
That's some pretty incredible animation

>>2258409
>filename
Draw someone breaking their neck to look at someone behind them and then we'll talk

>>2258409
>filename
Heh

Oh, I think I know who it is. Is it the student council president?

>>2258447
Funny enough I was thinking the same thing but their personalities are pretty different so I'm not completely sure

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>>2258409
“Hey.... hey! Sorai!”

You shake your head. You felt dizzy for a moment, and your mind was completely gone.

The rabbit girl’s in front of you with her arms on her hips. You find yourself in your classroom and in your seat. It’s lunchtime, or looks like it anyways.

You say, “What is it?”

“What’s with you?” she asks, “You’re spacing out. Are you okay?” She says it in this voice that always gets on your nerves. Like she’s pushing at you some kind of authority that she doesn’t have.

“Yeah, I’m fine. What do you want?” you ask.

“The guidance counselor wants to talk to you,” she says, “And, why were you two hours late today?”

“You sound like the teacher,” you groan. You rub the bridge of your nose between your eyes.

“You’re not getting into any trouble, are you?” the rabbit girl continues attacking you. “If you need anyone to talk to—"

Oh, that really ticks you off. “I’m not the one who’s cheating on tests,” you whisper. Her eyes go wide, and she glances around to see if anyone else heard that.

“I do not.”

“Don’t think I don’t see what you were doing with your pencil,” you say, “Lay off.”

She steps back, wearing a hurt expression.

She bites her lip.
>Leave her.
>”I’m not planning on telling anyone.”
>”You better stop it.”
>”Cat got your tongue?”
>Write-in.

>>2258447
...You'll find out soon enough!

>>2258469
>”I’m not planning on telling anyone.”
I fucking knew that bitch was cheating

>>2258469
>”Cat got your tongue?”
Smug. I also hope she takes it the wrong way and thinks we're making some innuendo about her and Kats.

>>2258469
>”Cat got your tongue?”
>”I’m not planning on telling anyone.”

>>2258480
That actually would be kinda funny

>>2258469
>”Cat got your tongue?”
>”I’m not planning on telling anyone.”


Annnd now I'm not sure who it. Unless it's the scary secretary girl.

>>2258477
>>2258487
>>2258495
Not telling

>>2258480
>>2258487
>>2258495
Cat?

>>2258477
That's so mean, anon

Writing!

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“Cat got your tongue?” you say, getting up. You see out of the corner of your vision that she’s starting to fidget. Serves her right.

“I—n-no, that’s...”

First-year’s class president was a meritocratic position. The highest score of each class from the written entrance exam was automatically given that position. Every time you think about the way she acts, you feel more and more living.

It’s not you who got cheated, but Kaori deserved it. So, why are you getting mad in her place?

...Whatever.

After letting her squirm a little, you say, “I’m not planning on telling anyone. Do what you want.”

“...” She doesn’t say anything, seemingly at a loss for words.

“The guidance counsellor wanted to see me, right?” you ask.

“Y-yeah...” she says. Just as you start to walk away, she adds, “You just want me to leave you alone, right? ...Fine.”

You pause for a moment before walking away. That was dangerous; you almost felt bad for a second. Who asked her to care about you? Hell, does she care about you or how the class looks?

Annoyed, you step out the door, right into someone else who’s holding a stack of papers.

She’s going to crash into you!
Roll 1d100.
>Go back, go back!
>It’s too late, but you can still secure the papers.
>Step forward and out of the way.
>It’s too late, but you can still make sure no one falls.
>Write-in.

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>2258575
>>It’s too late, but you can still make sure no one falls.

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>2258575
>It’s too late, but you can still make sure no one falls.

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>2258575
>It’s too late, but you can still make sure no one falls.
shidd

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>2258575
>>It’s too late, but you can still secure the papers.
Those poor dead trees must be saved!

>these rolls
The dice are so tsundere

>>2258583
>>2258585
>>2258588
make sure no one falls

>>2258589
think about the trees

Writing!

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It’s too late, but you can still make sure no one falls.

You put a foot behind you just as she runs into you, her momentum throwing her body off to the side. It hits you with a surprisingly large force, almost throwing you off. Taking a step back, you brace yourself with one hand on the doorway. With your other, you grab her free, flailing hand.

She’s... she’s so damn heavy!

Pulling her up with a heave, you take a good look at who just ran into you—it’s the class president of the other class.

“My bad,” you say.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!” she says, making frantic movements.

She’s one of those, huh? “It’s okay,” you reassure her, “We’re both fine, right?”

“R-right. I didn’t see you there.”

“Yeah, I did just come out of the classroom. Like I said, my bad.”

You bend down to pick up the papers, unable to stop yourself from reading it. A quick glance, and you see that it’s a sheet about a trip to Nishishio.

The rabbit girl runs out. “Are the two of you okay?!” she asks before helping pick up papers.

“We’re good,” you reply.

Then, you turn to the actual, responsible class president.
>”This must be important if you were running in the halls.”
>”Be careful next time.”
>”I don’t think I ever got your name.”
>Rabbit girl is here. Take your leave.
>Write-in.

>>2258673
>>”This must be important if you were running in the halls.”

>>2258673
>”This must be important if you were running in the halls.”

>>2258673
>”This must be important if you were running in the halls.”
If that was kats he would've got a nat 1 and smother to death under her tits

>>2258673
>”This must be important if you were running in the halls.”

>>2258681
Whoa, this isn't that kind of quest. Lewds are forbidden.

>>2258696
I dunno man, did you see the omake last week?

>>2258673
>>Rabbit girl is here. Take your leave.

>>2258677
>>2258680
>>2258681
>>2258696
Important?

>>2258704
Rabbits are bad

>>2258701
This isn't an omake tho

Writing!

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You say, ”This must be important if you were running in the halls.”

“A-ahahah...” she weakly laughs, “Sorry, I was a little excited.”

You raise one of the papers. “A trip to Nishishio, huh?” The rabbit girl looks like she wants to say something, but shuts her mouth when she briefly looks at you. You turn to her, a little frustrated. “What did you want to say?”

As if you had to give her permission. You already said you were going to leave her alone.

She replies, “I was going to get them and hand it out to everyone. It’s a school-wide event.”

The heavy girl adds, “Yes. It’s our part of the Cultural Festival collaboration with Nishishio high.”

You mumble, “This school sure has money, huh?”

The heavy—no, you should stop that before you let it slip audibly. The one who crashed into you says, “I can’t wait to visit Nishishio again. It was fun the last time I went.”

The rabbit girl says, “Ehh? You’ve been there before?”

“It’s not really that far away, in comparison.”

“Really? How was it? Does it just smell like the sea?”

“Haha, I suppose you can say that...”

When you’ve gathered up the remaining papers, you give hand it over and leave those two to their conversation. Walking away, thoughts already beginning to form.

...

“What’s this?” the guidance counsellor asks, pointing to the career survey.

“What about it?” you say. You look at that upperclassman’s neat handwriting that wrote down what you said at the start of the school year.

“Sorai,” he says solemnly. “You’re planning on becoming a stay-at-home dad.”

“Yeah.”

He shakes his head. “Have you thought about a real job?”

“Nah, I’m gonna marry into money.”

“Sorai, for gods’ sake!” he says, rubbing his brow, “You have to think about your future more seriously.”

Of course, he was going to say that. He has a point. Nowadays, people are really fickle about marrying downwards. You pretend to think very deeply for a second. Then, you start to say, “I have been thinking, and...”

“...Yes? What is it?”

“I’m gonna be an environmental scientist,” you say, “I’m gonna finally answer the greatest question of all time: ‘Why does Nishishio just reek of the sea all the time?’ And not just that. Why is every street in Kitakaze a wind tunnel? Why would anyone ever build a house in Minamiyama when an earthquake is just going to tear it down the day after? Why would anyone choose to live in an oven like Higashihono? I’m going to strike it rich, just watch.” You finish that sentence by leaning back onto your chair, completely satisfied. “And then I’ll be a stay-at-home dad.”

The guidance counsellor opens his mouth to say something, and then purses his lips instead. “That’s a start, I guess.”

>>2258760
>Filename
You monster

>>2258783
Shit, you made me check. lmao. I always forget to read the filenames. Ugh, I'm hopeless

>>2258760
I approve of Sorai's lifegoals!

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“You, uh, look stiff.”

“Do I?”

“Yeah...”

“I see...”

A girl and a boy, meeting one more time before they part.

The girl looks his way, and she asks him a question. “Is it that obvious?”

“Your hair is going crazy,” he replies, unsure whether or not to help smooth them out. In the end, he does it anyways. “You’re wearing the yukata I got you.”

“I... I thought I could be a little braver with it.”

“You’re doing better than me,” the boy replies, quietly laughing.

“...I had stomach pains from the stress all week.”

“Are... are you okay?”

“Y-yes. Since you’re here.” She looks at him. Taking a deep breath, she tries to calm down. “How do I look? Please be honest.”

“You look great,” he replies. “And you’ll do fine. Come on, it’s time. Don’t want him to, uh, keep waiting, right?”

And like that, all of her worries and fears are swept away.

The girl brings the parasol over her head, and begins walking forward.

“Thank you.”

Thanks for playing! I'll be back tomorrow, which I guess actually technically today. Anyways, session in 15.5 hours of this post.

>>2258810
Thanks for running! Always enjoy your writing and art! Nice job on the OP image btw. It's nice to see everyone in color.

>>2258810
Thanks for running
>>2258811
The OP pic was great but it's always so weird to see a character with different hair then you imagine. I always pictured Usagi with blonde hair and I think I always will

>>2258811
>>2258823
Thanks!
I never really gave anyone any colors, not even in text. Except for the april fools thread, but that was kinda separate. I wonder how people felt when I started filling in some character's hair like midway through the quest.

>>2258447
Also, spot on! It was pretty obvious, wasn't it? It makes me happy to see you guys fitting pieces together before I get to reveal them.

>>2258842
Kyaa~!

>>2258842
Now I'm just dying to know what she and Rin are up to! I have a feeling things are about to get heavy real soon...

>>2258050
T-they have hair colors! And they're all wrong, not as I imagined them at all!
I think Kururi would look better with darker hair

>>2258808
Ominous!

>>2259038
Here's a list of how I imagined everyone:
Kats - Black hair which was correct

Usagi - Blonde with a red ribbon (Chitoge)

Sorai - Light brown but I still like his actual hair color

Kururi (only recently realized it wasn't kururu) - When she 1st appeared her hair was white so I imagined a reddish pink but it became black later so I started to Imagine her with black hair

Yami - Black I think everyone also imagined that

Rori/Yuki - Never thought about it I didn't think they were relevant

Haru: Black also obvious

Rin: The same color as Sorai's actual hair

Minezaki: Blonde hair. Very messy blonde hair

Kaori: PINK AND I WILL NEVER THINK OVERWISE

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You are Yuu Saki. You don’t feel too great right now, but that’s because you’ve been doing something stupid and can see it all catching up to you in no time.

Is it so stupid? Tests are a game, aren’t they? Nowadays, test-taking almost has nothing to do with them seeing what material you understand; it’s an art in itself. If then, why is cheating so wrong? So what if you bleed formulas, dates, and definitions in your pencils using your psi and ink?

Maaaybe you took it a bit too far. You didn’t mean to become class president. They’re all watching you.

Splashing cold water on your face, you give your eyes a good rub before drying everything with a paper towel. You let out a warbled cry quietly, thankful that you’re alone. Staring at yourself in the mirror for a good minute, you finally decide to leave the bathroom.

The ground suddenly shudders underneath your feet, almost making you lose balance. It goes on for a little while, but then fades away. An earthquake?

It’s almost the end of the break for lunch.
>Get something to eat.
>Head to class early.
>Take a walk around.
>Write-in.

>>2259784
I actually have no idea what Kaori's hair color looked best on her so I just picked one at random.

>>2259796
>Get something to eat.
Find introspection at the bottom of a meal. Probably find other things too.

>>2259796
>Take a walk around.
How did you get so close to the time you promised you were only like 10 seconds away. Did you get everything ready and waited until it was time?

>>2259796
>Take a walk around.
See if someone, anyone knows what that shaking was about. What the hell's going on? Can someone tell you? Please?

the trembling ground is more than i can take, when i'm up against the echo in the mirror

>>2259801
food

>>2259803
>>2259810
walk

Writing!

>>2259803
Haha yeah, I wasn't thinking I was 7 minutes late or anything and was panicking because I didn't finish the prompt

>>2259842
You really are incompetent

>>2259798
I always imagined Kaori's hair as light blonde, even lighter than Sorai's real hair.

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Earthquakes are rare in up north, but they do happen every once in a while. It’s a bit of a surprise when they happen, but it’s never any real danger.

You’ll take a walk around. It’s a nice day, anyways. Your legs and feet take you out of the building and into the courtyard paths. Quietly strolling, you glimpse around. Surprisingly, there seems to be almost no one outside. This school may be small, but still...

Suddenly, someone run pasts you. Well, using the word “run” would be an exaggeration; it’s more like a weak jog after someone sprinted too far. You recall seeing his face before in the other class that’s in the same year as you.

“Are you alright?” you toss out, seeing how weak he looked. It’s like the slightest breeze could knock him over at any moment, and when he would fall, he would shatter into countless pieces.

“There’s a thing,” he pants, “I, uh... a big... thing.” He tries to gestures to you, and then he gives up once he realizes he has no energy left.

You look at him worriedly. “Do you need me to take you to the nurse? You look a bit sick—”

He waves away the thought. “Nononono, get security or something.”

“What happened? What are you talking about:?” you follow him with quick steps, easily matching his speed.

“Something came out of the ground,” he says, still breathing heavily, “I don’t know, I got out of there.”

You feel the road beneath you swim and shake again, and you quickly grab the fragile student before he actually topples over. “Whoa—”

Instead of going away, the tremors grow stronger, as if they were building in front of you. A long second passes, and then the concrete splits. Covered in dirt and debris, a tall, wobbling figure of blue stone begins to climb out of the ground.

The boy gasps, “It’s here!” He breaks free from you and starts running in a completely different direction away from it.

What is this?!
>Find security.
>Follow the boy and get out of here.
>Keep your distance, but watch.
>Write-in.

>>2259925
>Find security.

>>2259925
>Find security.
>Write-in.
Snap a photo with your phone. Purely to show security so they know what they're up against better than just describing 'a tall, wobbling figure of blue stone', of course. Not for uploading online or anything. Of course not.

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>>2259856
>Keep your distance, but watch.
>Tell the boy to go find security but pace himself or call someone he knows to do it for him if he can't do it
>>2259923
She is clearly the cutest pink haired imouto in the cutest pink pajamas and I will declare war on all who think differently

>>2259948
Two people with pink hair is too many and Usagi had it first.

>>2259925
>Pull a fire alarm or something. People shouldn't be in the building if this tuing decides it wants in.

>>2259925
This: >>2259945

>>2259945
This desu

>>2259940
>>2259945
>>2259971
>>2259977
Security and that other thing

>>2259948
>do nothing

>>2259964
Fire alarm

Writing!

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You need to get security on this!

Taking out your phone, you take a picture of... whatever it is. It lumbers out of the ground and awkwardly tries to get its single good arm out. The other one just has a large, pure gemstone jutting out at the end, matching all of the smaller ones that protrude out of its body. It’s only for the security guard, you swear, and completely not for showing off. Nope, totally not.

It begins to lift itself upwards using its singular arm, and it’s about then you stop trying to take the perfect photo and start getting out of there.

The first thing you think of is the front gate. There’s definitely one there, so you start to run in that direction. Besides the vague sound of shifting rock that grows smaller and smaller behind you, there’s nothing off about the campus grounds.

Only a bit short of breath, you appear in your destination, and you take out your phone to show the security guard, a portly man in his late thirties. He’s in a blue uniform and seems terrible uninterested in his job.

“H-hey, there’s something in the courtyard!” you say, “Look, it just came out of the ground!”

“Ehn?” he gives you a confused look. He sticks his head forward to get a closer look at your phone. “Listen, I don’t have time for pranks.”

“It’s not a prank!” you say, “Just walk in and take a look!”

He stares at you blankly, and then he gives you a sigh. “Okay, okay. Show me.” He takes about a single step forward before the ground shudders again, this time much more subdued. Or is it just farther away?

He turns to you, and you say, “Behind you! There’s one right there!”

It takes him a second, but he eventually turns around. It’s a bit shorter and has two arms, but it’s pretty much the same thing. The security guard says, “Hey, what the hell is that?” He pulls out his radio and speaks into it. “There’s something outside, looks like a walking pile of rocks.” After giving you a glance, he adds, “I think there’s some inside the campus too.” Then, he says to you, “Get inside already!”

You start to move, but you ask, “What are you going to do?”

“I’m going to lock the gates. I’m not fighting that thing—I ain’t fighting that thing,” he answers. No surprise there. They’re not psions, and even if they were, combative talents were rare. How are you supposed to take on something like that without actual firepower?

You follow his instructions and run inside. You need to think. Where can you go? If they’re outside and in the courtyard, all that leaves are the buildings. But that dangerous, especially if one of those things were to enter one.

Except... the gymnasium. It’s a single floor, and there’s plenty of space. If there was ever a place to take a stand, it would be there!

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>>2260070
You need to evacuate the buildings, since you doubt that everyone has got the memo. Running into the closest one you can find, the one that’s for main class, you stop yourself when you see one of the rock golems trying to get inside. There’s three students inside, trying to find a way to get out while looking in fear and confusion.

You can’t just stand there!
Roll 1d100s.
>Be loud, and lure it out.
>Use your art and launch things at it.
>Polarize it and the ground so it can’t walk.
>Write-in.

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>2260097
>Polarize it and the ground so it can’t walk.

Bunny Battle, Begin!

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>2260097
>Polarize it and the ground so it can’t walk.
>>2260110
85 that's pretty good hope I get a nat 1 to ruin everything

>>2260097
>Polarize it and the ground so it can’t walk.
We should also order those students to get everyone to evacuate the buildings and/or find someone else with useful powers to help fight.

>>2260128
>He can't even nat1 correctly
Kek.

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>2260097

>>2260139
W-why don't you do better anon oh wait you can't cause you're a loser who gets high rolls
>>2260142
Now this guy has skill

>>2260161
You say that but I was the one who nat1'd in the omake thread

>>2260110
>>2260128
>>2260133
immobilize

Writing!

If anyone's curious how I'm doing math with the dice outside of Katsuya, I'm using an invisible DC with grades of successes depending on how many pass.

>>2260173
Nani!!!

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Your psi flares, and feel sparks at your fingertips. One foot in the ground, you lash out with your psi, grabbing onto your target without physically touching it.

You polarize the two, just as the golem steps forward, and its foot instantly falls back down. It twists its body for a moment, its rocky body loudly gnashing against itself as it tries to free itself. Then, it succumbs to the rest of your psi. Its arms fall onto the ground, and then goes the rest.

“Uh, that’s the best I can do,” you say, to the three. “A little help?”

As if snapping out of a daze, the black-haired student steps forward. Wearing a stern expression, she says, “It can’t move, right?” You nod, and she goes close enough to the golem to touch it.

“Careful!” you warn.

She puts a hand on it, and her eyes light up with psi. She twists her hand, and the large rock monster is bisected cleanly in half. With that, she instantly withdraws while another student asks, “Is it... dead?”

You pull your psi away, and when it doesn’t move for a long moment, you nod. “I need help evacuating everyone. Tell everyone to go to the gymnasium! Pull the fire alarm if you have to,” you say, “And the more people who can handle these things, the better!”

They nod, and one of them heads back into the building while the other two runs out, both of them carefully slowing down when they walk past the golem.

Fingers crossed, you help evacuate the other buildings too, hoping that more of them don’t show up.

[1/2]

>>2260189
I was always curious about that. Good to know.

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>>2260245

...

The gym is packed.

If everyone stood still, it would probably be a lot more bearable, but who can stay still at a time like this? Luckily, no one was seriously hurt and they don’t seem to care enough to enter the building, but that doesn’t stop people from worrying how the streets are filled with giant, lumbering rock men.

With your initiative, the school staff managed to quickly assemble a makeshift team of student who could hold off any possible impending danger. You, of course, weren’t included, since you couldn’t really do much. Still, they gave you a brief praise for telling everyone to go to the gymnasium. It’s not that it was a particularly good place against things that can appear out of the ground—it just happened to be the least terrible.

You stand there, noting the state of confusion that everyone seems to be right now. You see some of your classmates, but they’re all scattered along with the rest of the upperclassmen and school staff.

You hear a conversation.

“Are we seriously going to just wait this out?”

“Why couldn’t I go fight with them? I’m strong too!”

“Idiot, you’re going to set the buildings on fire.”

“I’ll be careful!”

“Sure you will. Ugh, I’m getting antsy. I don’t like this.”

You don’t really want to stand around and wait, either.

Suddenly, there’s a loud banging on one of the walls. A couple of screams of surprise can be heard, and when there’s more banging, shouting breaks out. It’s complete chaos. Someone gets pushed onto you.

“Hey! Watch it!”

“Aw man, I can’t stand here!”

At this rate, someone is going to get hurt.
>Go to the sound.
>Try to get out of the crowd.
>You're a class president, so act like it.
>Write-in.

>>2260293
>You're a class president, so act like it.

>>2260293
>You're a class president, so act like it.

>>2260293
>You're a class president, so act like it.
I hope that golem didn't have a family.

>>2260293
>You're a class president, so act like it.

>>2260310
They'll be together again soon enough

>>2260305
>>2260308
>>2260310
>>2260311
Act like it.

Writing!

>>2260345
Damn that's dark

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>>2260371
Don't worry about it, rocks aren't people

>>2260425
Saying that makes it even darker

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They’re so loud.

They’re pushing each other, trying to get out or get away.

Someone gets knocked onto the ground, and you grab their hand before they fall. They thank you, but it doesn’t register.

You’re a class president, so act like it.

But should you? You don’t deserve it. You saw the way that Sorai looked at you. No one wants to get bossed around by you, especially since you never had the right to do such a thing.

You’re not President Minezaki. You’re not anywhere near her. You can’t placate a mob just by being in the same room as them. You can’t try as hard as that certain black-haired girl. You can’t even stop cheating. But you chose this, didn’t you? If you did it once, you can do it again.

You’ll do it again and again, until the lie becomes the truth.

Without even thinking about it, you made your way to the only person you were looking for: Rori Shiba. She’s leaning against the wall, arms crossed and waiting.

You tell her, “I need to get everyone’s attention.”

A second elapses, and she says, “That’s cheating, you know.”

“Please,” you say, “You’re the only I know who can do this.”

Shiba grins. “You’re only asking because you know something you shouldn’t,” she says, “...But sure. It’s time to be a good upperclassman, right?” She looks at the person besides her, someone you didn’t notice. A teacher. “Is it alright?”

In reply, the teacher shrugs. “Why not?”

Shiba looks at you. “I’m not used to your voice, so it might be a little rough.”

“Thank you!” you say.

She closes her eyes, but you can see her psi light up. From one cheater to another.

You feel her psi pour into you, and you take a deep breath as you turn around to everyone.

You speak, and her art amplifies.

They all turn your way, drawn in. Their voices fall, allow yours to flow through the room with every word.

You don’t remember what you say; it was just so natural. You can’t help but want to protect everyone, to bear responsibility. If you were to say you were pretending, it would be a lie.

This is who you are.

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I'll be back in an hour as I awkwardly pause at a place with no options.

>>2260439
Safe waddles little penguin.

That was neat. Usagi just needs to believe in the her who believes in herself!

>>2260478
Still a dirty cheater

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>>2259923
>light blonde
You reminded me of pic related.

>>2260478
This picture is a screencap of a penguin breaking away from his colony and walking toward the interior of the continent and to the mountains. It's presumed that he kept walking until he died.

Writing!

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>>2260701

>>2260701
That’s fitting. She was best girl, just like Kaori.

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You are Kaori Etou.

You part through the ocean of people until you the one you are looking for.

“Onii-sama!” you call out. You get a few odd looks, but you pay them no heed. Katsuya looks your way, and you are relieved. “There’s quite a number of them outside the academy too.” Pulling out your phone, you notice how wherever you look, every social media platform is being bombarded by the same thing. “Seems they’re everywhere.”

Sorai speaks up, and you notice that he and Kyougetsu were beside him. “The hell’s going on?” Katsuya takes out his phone and starts calling someone.

You ask, “Who are you calling?”

“Haru,” he replies curtly. You, Katsuya, and Sorai watch anxiously as it rings. You subconsciously hold your breath, only to realize it when the call finally goes through. “Hey, it’s Katsuya,” he says. A pause. “Haru? Haruko, are you there?”

You say, “What’s wrong?”

“I think I hear something,” he replies. He switches it speaker mode, and maxes out the volume. Through the awful din of the other students, an exchange could be made out.

“Says the one who tainted my daughter.” A male voice. “Why should I trust you now?”

“Are you sure you should be acting rashly?” A familiar voice. Is that...?

“You’ve not answered anything. What can you offer me?”

“Have you heard of psykinesis?” A cold reply. “You might be interested.”

“Show me.”

Suddenly, the call cuts off.

Kyougetsu asks, “What... was that?”

Katsuya says, “I have to go.”

He starts moving to the entrance.
>Follow along.
>Stop him. He shouldn’t leave now.
>Write-in.

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>>2260752

>>2260761
>Follow along.

>>2260761
>Follow along.

>>2260761
>Follow along.

>>2260761
>Follow along.

>>2260784
Also ask if Sorai wants to come

>>2260780
>>2260782
>>2260784
>>2260785
Follow

>>2260790
Extend invitation

Writing!

>>2260752
Unfortunately the only reward for that was extensive suffering.

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As he walked off, you decide to follow him.

“Sorai...” you say, trailing off.

“Obviously I’m coming,” he replies.

“I—!” Kyougetsu starts off. You were expecting her to say something embarrassingly haughty, but her voice suddenly drops lower. “I’m coming too...”

With a nod, you go off, making way to the front with him.

You say, “I doubt they will let you leave so easily...”

“That’s fine,” he replies, “I know what to say.”

The crowd thins surprisingly fast as you near the entrance. Katsuya goes up to the tracksuit wearing gym teacher and says, “Let me be part of the perimeter guard.”

“Ehn, you?” he replies, rubbing his chin. “I’d say no... but you seem versatile. Alright, Katsuya, I’m making an exception this once. No fooling around, got it?”

He nods, and you step up too.

“We want to help out too.” You motion to the three of you.

He takes a quick look. “No. I know you’re feeling nervous, but just stay back. Leave it to the authorities.”

“But—” you say.

He frowns. “No buts, ifs, or anything like that. We don’t want any of you to get hurt, so sit still. Understand?”

“...Understood,” you say. You look at Katsuya, and he returns it with a small half-frown.

Sorry, but I’ll be fine, you can hear him think.

In return, you give him an stare that says, Wait for us.

He doesn’t reply. He probably didn’t get that.

The three of you start walking away from the entrance.

Sorai says, “What now?”

“I’m not giving up,” you say, “And I’m certainly not letting him go alone.”

Sorai replies, “Yeah, but how are we going to get out now?”

Kyougetsu answers, “...I can use my art! The Empress of Darkness always has a way out!”

“...” You’re not sure why she cares so much, but that’s an offer you can’t refuse. “The windows. Can you slip out of the gymnasium windows?”

“I uh...” she says, “I may not be able to get everyone out without being seen.”

So she says.
>You’re fine with that. As long someone’s with Katsuya, it’ll be okay.
>All or nothing. The three of you are all getting out.
>You can’t agree with this. You’ll look for another way.
>Write-in.

>>2260836
>All or nothing. The three of you are all getting out.

The climax is not the time to be unprepared

>>2260836
>All or nothing. The three of you are all getting out

>>2260836
>You’re fine with that. As long someone’s with Katsuya, it’ll be okay.

>>2260836
>All or nothing. The three of you are all getting out

>>2260836
>All or nothing. The three of you are all getting out.
Can't wait for the rolls.

>>2260859
Just you wait, we're gonna be rolling in crits.

>>2260842
>>2260846
>>2260858
>>2260859
All or nothing!

>>2260854
Play it safe

Roll 3 1d100s!

Rolled 16, 36, 65 = 117 (3d100)

>>2260861
DICE GODS I SUMMON THEE

Rolled 74, 27, 13 = 114 (3d100)

>>2260861

Rolled 13, 68, 65 = 146 (3d100)

>>2260861

>>2260860
It was all lies.

>>2260865
>>2260868
>>2260869
That's not what I meant but I'll just take the highest sum and use that.

Thanks! Writing now.

>>2260875
Hopefully nobody telefrags.

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Think, Kaori, think! What can you do? What’s the best possible way of sneaking out here? You need their attentions. Make them all look to you, so they can’t see her leave.

“Kyougetsu,” you say, “Is it possible for you to get Sorai out with you at the same time?”

“It’ll be a cinch!” she replies.

“Go to the other side of the gym,” you say, “I’ll make a distraction.”

She nods and starts to leave. Sorai says, “Hey, don’t do anything stupid.”

“I won’t,” you reassure him. He disappears behind a wall of people, and you make your way to your side. Leaning against it, you take a deep breath as you carefully and slowly slide your psi upwards, careful not to let it touch anyone else. The school walls are insulated and have a thin psi barrier, but not the windows. It drifts up, out, and away.

You have a theory. If it has no eyes, then how can it see? What if it only senses? It’s clearly a creature produced using psi, so it means it could be sensitive to it.

A minute passes.

Two minutes.

Three.

And then you’re almost thrown off your feel as the wall almost bends to the sudden blow from the other side, a sign that something has bit the bait. The world is swimming, but you need to focus. The shouting and scrambling isn’t helping. The golem hits the wall again, and you move. Not to the other side, because you figure out you’ll never get there. You’re scrambling too fast. You move to the bathrooms instead. Tightly holding your phone, you try to hold onto your coordination long enough to text Sorai.

You push open the door by slamming it open with your shoulder, despite someone yelling at you. This is bad. You run over to the window, bracing yourself against the stalls and sinks along the way. Unlocking it, you throw it open to see Kyougetsu waiting for you.

She grabs you in an instant, and you feel the weight of your body throw itself in all directions. You lose yourself as you spill through the air, pulled along a silent current until Kyougetsu lets go. There is no up, down, left, or right, yet you feel as if you’re being tossed around in a tumble dryer.

You fall onto the ground and quickly push yourself up. Turning away from her, you empty your stomach onto the grassy earth nearby.

[1/2]

>>2260918
For a second after seeing the image I was afraid Yamikigo took Kaori's hand and nothing else

>>2260936
It definitely looks like Kaori's arm got severed and is spurting blood.

>>2260936
Fuck you I can't unsee it

>>2260941
Stop putting pictures in my head!

>>2260948
It's too late there's already a camera inside you. [\spoiler]

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>>2260918
“I think someone saw me,” you say.

“Are you... are you okay?” Kyougetsu asks as she helps you up. She’s completely out of breath

“I can walk,” you say, “I’m okay.” He touches your forehead with a single finger, and you feel his psi locking down yours. When he pulls back, you find that it’s remarkably easy to stand still again without wobbling. “Now I’m okay.”

Sorai shakes his head, but he doesn’t say anything. “I messaged Katsuya. We’re meeting up at the corner of the street.”

The painful sound of stone sliding against stone finally because audible, where you realize that you’ve not only attracted one, but three golems. They’re all shambling toward the three of you. There’s no way the three of you can take on one. Maybe you can if you try, but you’re feeling extra concerned for your health.

Sorai says to Kyougetsu, “Can you get us out of here?”

“I can’t,” she wheezes, “You two are heavy. I need... to rest.”

You look in the other direction. That’s where the perimeter guard would certainly be. If they spotted you, there’s no way they would just let you go.

There’s nowhere to go.
>You’ll lure the golems elsewhere.
>Risk the patrols. It’s the only way.
>You’ll just have to fight.
>Write-in.

>>2260936
It sure ended up being a lot chunkier than I thought it looked like. RIP, Kaori's hand.

>>2260963
>You’ll lure the golems elsewhere.
If we lure the golems to the perimeter guard then we can escape easily while they're all distracted

>>2260963
>You’ll lure the golems elsewhere.

>Roll 3 Nat 1's
>We lead the the golems to an orphanage for mentally disabled kittens

>>2260963
>>You’ll just have to fight.

>>2260983
What would 3 nat 100's get us?

>>2260975
>>2260983
Lure

>>2260988
Fight

Can I get some 1d100s?

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>2261014

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>2261014
My ability to roll low in this thread is unsurpassed.

Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>2261018
>>2261016
Why can't Kats get these rolls

>>2261021
See! That's what a real PAQ roll looks like

>>2261016
>>2261018
>>2261021
Thanks, writing!

>>2261021
Because he didnt bother putting points into Luck.

>>2261044
What did he put them in then?

>>2261048
Jobbing?

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“I’ll lure them,” you say, “So get out of here.”

Sorai replies, “You’re coming with us, right?” Of course, you are. You’ll be there for Katsuya.

“When I see an opening, I’ll go for it,” you say.

“Kaori...” he says. Then, he says to Kyougetsu. “Get ready.”

“I-I’m always ready,” she replies, clearly still out of breath.

You stand on the ground, firmly planting your feet there. Taking a deep breath, you let your psi flow freely. Like mist, it falls onto the ground and crawls forward, grabbing around the legs of the golems. You make yourself loud and clear. Running forward, you pull the creatures toward you.

As if you were screaming for them to look at you, and only you.

They begin to turn, completely ignoring Sorai and Kyougetsu sneaking off.

You’ll lure them all, all the way to the guards. Then, when you see your chance to escape, you’ll go for it!~

Even if it’s hard to focus, you can still run faster than ever. When you run a circle around the empty courtyard, you find that four more have joined the previous three, and behind their trail of destruction you see a broken fence. You hear shouting in the direction of the front gate.

Are you drawing the attentions of those even that far away? You giggle.

“Katsuya, wait for me...~” you hum.

You leap across the roads and grass with inhuman strength, landing in a steady jog as you make your way to where the perimeter guard should be. They must’ve all went to the front gate...!

Instead, there were three more golems there, waiting for you. They move to close the circle they’ve been forming around you.

“That’s fine, that’s fine~” you say out loud.

You’ll just punch your way through. Winding an arm back, you prepare to swing at the smallest one.

Interrupting you at the last moment, a voice calls out to you. “...Don’t.”

[1/2]

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>>2261071
The world splits into two for a moment. Everything on your left is blasted with cold and is coated with a layer of ice. The vapor in the air instantly freezes, letting the sky dazzle. Everything on your right becomes an inferno. Scorching fire erupts out of the stone, the weak gemstones that jut out of the golems almost melting.

It lasts for only a second because the air instantly mixes. As if there was a bubble around you, the fire blasts toward the ice, and the air becomes a fiery whirlwind of mixing temperatures. The wind tears apart the grass, dirt, and rock, surrounding you in a localized hurricane with you in the eye of the storm.

It spins for what seems like an eternity before it all settles, small debris falling from the sky in an earthy rain.

Yukikata makes her way in front of you. “...Watching you is painful.”

“...Huh?” you can’t seem to process what she said, as if your brain never understood those words. You adjust your footing, almost tipping over from your dizziness.

“Go back inside.” she says flatly.

You...
>...listen to her.
>...need to see Katsuya.
>Write-in.

WHY

>>2261143
>...need to see Katsuya.

>>2261143
>>...need to see Katsuya.

>>2261143
>...need to see Katsuya.

>>2261153
>>2261157
>>2261165
Katsuya.

Writing

Kuudere vs Yandere. Who will win!?

>>2261186
Pure deredere imouto

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You...

“I need to go, so I’m sorry,” you say, “I can’t stay~”

Katsuya.

Katsuya, Katsuya, Katsuya!

The sound of his name rolls off your tongue so nicely. It’s so lovely. You can sing it all day. You want to see him again, so you can’t listen to her. You finally got to see him again after all this time, and now he’s going off again. When will he come back? Will he? You want to see him again, hear his voice, grab his hand and make sure he’ll never let go.

“I need to see Katsuya~,” you say.

“Is that all you think about?” she says. You take a step forward, and you’re met with a buffeting wind. Bringing up your arms, you stagger back. “Is that... all you can say?”

You frown. “Yes, what of it?”

“...You make me sick,” she says.

You jink to the side, but you’re met with a wall of ice. Gritting your teeth, you say, “Don’t judge me.” You pull your arm back, and then you throw it forward with all of your weight. The ice cracks and shatters effortlessly.

“Etou,” Yukikata says, “Look at yourself.”

That’s it. You had enough of her face. That standoff expression and that mood. Like she knows what she’s talking about. You shout, “How can you say those things yourself?!” You leap at her, reaching for her collar, but another swirl of air makes you miss.

“I heard... you went to Hirundo Girl’s Academy,” she says, “...But you don’t act like it.”

“Shut the fuck up!” you lash out, “I don’t want anything to do with them!”

“You’re such a petulant child.” Yukikata waves her hand, the ground that you were running on becomes frozen. You slip and crash onto the ice. Growling, you dig your fingers until you find purchase, and then you launch your body forward.

Your weight crashes into hers. With one hand, you rip at her ribbon, and with the other you grab onto her hair. There’s another explosive blast of wind, and you’re forcibly torn away. The girl lets out a small yelp, and when you land, you find an unnerving amount of hair in your hands. You don’t see what’s around you.

She raises her face again, and with her face framed by her bangs, she wears the same expression as ever. You don’t see the golems that have surrounded the both of you.

You hate it. Stop it. Stop it! “Stop pitying me!” you scream, lunging for her. You ignore everything else.

Yukikata waves a hand again.

“If you refuse to care of yourself...”

Ice and fire mix, and for a moment—

You couldn’t touch the ground

As you’re lifted into the air.

You hear her soft whisper.

“Who will?”

That'll do it for today, thanks for playing! I'll be back, same time tomorrow.

All these decent rolls can't save these decisions.

>>2261239
Can we at least connect our fist with her face? Impromptu haircuts are only moderate consolation.

>>2261239
Yami is the cutest. Chu2 is always best girl trope.

>>2261239
Thanks for running I know it's a couple weeks away but do you have any plans for a cute little v-day thread

>>2261239
Kaori needs to see Katsuya. I regret nothing.

>>2261244
That's very mean, anon.

>>2261251
No but I have something else!

>>2261254
I don't really either I don't think we really hit a "obsession button" there's a ton of dangerous golems and our friend ran off to help our other friend and we want to help him
>>2261260
Can't wait

>>2261239
>Implying there was any other choice

Given the difference in ability we just saw I'm pretty sure our choices were either fight and get our asses kicked, run and get our asses kicked, or just give up and get taken back anyways.

>>2261276
Meta Spoilers.
Not only did your decision to go along with Sorai and Yamikigo slow them down, they would've gotten away perfectly fine. Kaori's entire section was an exercise in restraint, which is hilariously thematic when you look at her art but how she chooses to act around Katsuya.

>>2261306
Making things harder for Katsuya can only be a good thing.

>>2261306
Basically we made every wrong decision we could have (as Kaori anyways. Can't tell how well Usagi's section played out though I'm guessing lies and truth were the thematic part there. Nt sure what consequences our stint as Sorai had/will have either.)

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A long time ago...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kxBFab6FLls

There was a legend.

It was an old one, one that came from worlds past, worlds that are long gone. It was about a mischievous goddess that soared the skies and watching from above, and in her hand, there was a red string.

Tied around the ankles of two people, it connected them forever—in some versions of the story, the string was around their little fingers.

It could even stretch as far as the world around and back, and it would never break. It was a string of fate, one that tied together two destined lovers.

No matter how long they would wait, it was only destiny. A force more powerful than time.

But if it could be around an ankle or a finger, then why not a heart? After all, there is not another symbol that would have greater meaning.

So when the girl had woken up, it was no surprise that she had made a mistake. Or perhaps, it wasn’t one. If the legend was true, then there would have been no better proof, nothing more tangible, than what she had seen.

It was a sight she would never forget.

Even when they were cities apart, she still believed in it. Wrapping the red cord all around, she wove a nice, warm cocoon, waiting for something.

The slightest pull.

A single hint, that there was something waiting for her on the other side.

The only thing left in a discarded past that she still wanted to hold onto.

And when there was a tug, it was a violent one. It tore the cocoon to shreds and spun her around, and around, and around, all the way until she was left standing alone in a dizzying daze.

Out of her cocoon and into the sunlight.

If the mischievous goddess exists, then she could have only wondered, what could’ve emerged from such a thing? Would it be as beautiful as a butterfly?

For the briefest moment, she would have felt a pang of doubt, only for the slightest breeze to carry her worries away. She had asked herself a simple question, and the answer that lent itself was clear as day.

If she could not believe in those she loved so dearly, then who could?

Who will?

>>2261576
Ok I have no idea where this is going but I'm curious. Is this related to that V-day thing you mentioned earlier

>>2261576
What a VN-like post.

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You are... Kururi.

You are Kururi Kururu.

Standing in shock, you stare outside the classroom window, watching the golems lumber around. Those shining gemstones were unmistakable. You could never forget them, nor the caves that they were taken from.

And now, they tear through the streets and in your school’s courtyard. Who could have done such a thing?

For a moment you believed that Itsumo returned, but that idea was quickly tossed aside. She didn’t remember you, so there was no reason for her to come back. There would be no reason why her retainers would return too.

So why?!

Frustrated, you can only stare on as a handful of students below try and deal with this mess.

You must do something.

No, you’re the only one who can do something.

In the end, it all falls onto you.

That is why you moved as fast as possible down the halls and up the stairs, reaching the Student Council Room without long. You haven’t seen any of them all day, and at this point you might as well check.

The door was open when you arrived, but you didn’t stick your head in. Instead, you waited patiently outside, listening to the conversation between Rin and Higami, the Vice-President of the student government.

You hear Higami’s voice. “I did my job. I’m afraid I can’t do any more.”

“She’s waiting for us!” Rin replies, “How long is it going to take?!”

“My father may be the mayor, but he’s not a miracle worker. It’ll take time.”

“There is no more time!”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t know what you want me to do.”

You hear Rin’s exhausted sigh. You watch as he walks out of the classroom and shuts the twin doors behind him, when you then hide around the corner. He continues down the end of the hallway.

What’s going on...?
>Talk to Rin.
>Speak with Higami.
>Follow Rin, quietly.
>Write-in.

>>2262656
>Follow Rin, quietly.

>>2262656
>Follow Rin, quietly.

>>2262656
>>Follow Rin, quietly.

>>2262656
>Speak with Higami.

>>2262656

>Speak with Higami.

>>2262656
>Follow Rin, quietly

We’ll always pick the option that involves stalking

>>2262663
>>2262674
>>2262675
>>2262693
This is a quest about stalking

>>2262681
>>2262684
Higami

Writing

Actually, can I get some 1d100 rolls?

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>2262719

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>2262719

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>2262719

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>2262719

>>2262725
>>2262738
>>2262739
Thanks. Really nice 9.

>>2262742
Delete this!

>>2262742
Wouldn't be a PAQ thread without it

>>2262742
Kats would be proud

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Keeping your distance, you trail behind Rin. It’s hard to be completely silent even when you’re carefully sneaking down the halls, but the commotion outside covers for you well enough.

When he heads for the stairs, you slow down even more. Before long, his destination is clear: the roof. Rin pulls out a key and unlocks the door, pushing it open. Before he takes it out, he locks it and lets it fall back. As it begins to close, you stop it right before it fully shuts, even hearing the sound of the lock of the door brush against the doorframe.

Slowly pushing it open, you see Rin bringing up his wooden sword into the air. His psi fills vessel, and then he cuts through space itself.

You swing the door wide open, running after him. He steps through the gate, and you dive after him.

There’s a strong breeze, and you stand up.

“Y-you!” Rin says, “What are you doing?!”

This isn’t it. You’re closer to where they’re being made, but this isn’t it.

You say, “Take me closer! I can stop it!”

“No, I’m taking you back right now!” he replies.

“I can do something about this, but you need to bring me closer!”

“Don’t rock the boat, Kururi!” Rin says, “This isn’t your problem!”

This is your problem!

You can stop all of the golems, so why...?

He brings up his sword, filling it with his psi again.
Roll 1d100s.
>Run.
>Stall for time. You need to talk to him.
>Try to redirect his art.
>Write-in.

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>2262778
>>Try to redirect his art.

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>2262778
>>Stall for time. You need to talk to him.
>I know where they came from! (Probably...)

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>2262778
Kats don't mess this up

>>2262795
Forgot to make a choice
>Stall for time. You need to talk to him.

>>2262778
>Stall for time. You need to talk to him.
Great rolls guys

>>2262795
>>2262725

>>2262739
>>2262784

How are we so consistent in being consitently bad!?

>>2262800
The dice gods gave Kaori all the good rolls becuase they know she's best girl

>>2262808
More like because all her actions were disruptive.

>>2262784
Redirect

>>2262791
>>2262797
>>2262798
Stall

Writing!

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Rin wastes no time. He swings his sword, slicing through the air once again.

You make a psi barrier, and watch as your psi swings up, and then down. Cyan becomes black, and on touch, the barrier disintegrates his gate as it neutralizes his psi.

He has an expression of surprise, but then he quickly erases it. “if you want to play... then fine!”

His eyes light up, and you have to act. You free your ribbon from around your neck, flooding it with your own psi and turning it into a blunt sword. Twisting his wooden sword, Rin forms a miniature gate at the end and opens the other end at your wrist.

You saw this trick when he took down Itsumo, so you should be able to—

The thrust was as fast as lightning; it strikes right onto a nerve on your arm, and you drop your ribbon. Catching it with your other hand, you swing preemptively at the next blow. It catches his sword, but he just pulls it back and attacks again.

You say, “I know where they’re coming from! I think I can stop it!”

A blow at your torso, one to your shoulder, to your leg. You stagger back, but you realize distance has no meaning when it comes to his art. You can’t focus. You can’t react to it in time.

He finally replies, “Leave yourself out of this!”

Rin suddenly widens his footing and braces low. Your eyes widen. He swings. The blow comes from behind your legs, and it completely sweeps you off balance. Falling onto the ground, you barely manage to pick yourself up before he attacks again.

You yelp as your ribbon is sent flying out of your hands.

You’re kneeling as Rin walks up to you. He’s breathing a bit heavily as he prepares to open one more gate to send you back.

“Just go back already,” he says.

You still have one more trick... but should you?

It’s not over yet... is it?
>Make a run for it.
>Attack. It’s not over yet.
>Let him open the gate.
>Write-in.

>>2262858
>Make a run for it.

>>2262858
>Attack. It’s not over yet.
Go full shonen. Blind him with our indomitable spirit!

>>2262858
>>Attack. It’s not over yet.

>>2262858
>>Let him open the gate.

>>2262858
Is the "trick" one that would restrain him or one that would knock him out? We just want him to hear us out not hurt him

>>2262875
We will talk with our swords! Like men!

Would we be able to make it where we need to go in time without teleporting? Another option could be tricking him into one of his own portals and then trying to get there on our own.

>>2262864
Run

>>2262865
>>2262869
Attack

>>2262873
Gate

>>2262875
Don't hurt

Writing!

>>2262887
Kururi is a girl and Rin is 100% a trap

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Should you run? He brought you close enough. If you try, you can probably make it by foot.

...Maybe you shouldn’t do this at all. Maybe...

But this is your fault, isn’t it? You have to clean up your own mess. No doubt this has to do with you.

This is your problem, whether he likes it or not, and you will interfere. So, you have to make it loud and clear. There is nothing to run from, nothing to hide. You’ll take full responsibility.

You bring your hand to your hair bun, your finger twirling and wrapping the bindings around tightly. With a single tug, you free it just as Rin opens the gate.

His psi disintegrates as your barrier forms a full sphere around you, not a single particle slipping through.

“What the—?!” he takes a step back as when your psi’s energy level swings into the negatives, it practically leaps out to equalize with Rin’s psi.

Your hair falls down, a flowing curtain that was once held by the pendant that’s now in your hands. A single blue gemstone set upon a metal frame.

The same stone you took with you that day. You didn’t know it then, but you had inadvertently performed the clan’s rites, finding a stone that matched you and you only. The only one that didn’t shatter when you touched it.

When you pour your psi into it, you feel it amplified. Two, almost three times greater than without it.

With it, you can stop it.

You raise it into the air, showing it to Rin.

“This is my problem too.”

[1/2]

>>2262992
What did you even change? I didn't notice any difference between this and the one you deleted

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Your name is Sorai Sotora.

You look at Katsuya, who’s wearing a face you’ve haven’t seen in what seems like forever. It’s as if he’s staring down a tunnel, endlessly.

“Katsuya,” you say. When he looks at you, you say, “You aight?”

“I’m worried about Haru,” he replies. “I hope she’s fine.”

Normally, people would leave it to the police, but... whatever. You tagged along anyways because why not? You’re not sure about Yamikigo, though. She seems interested, even though she doesn’t seem to have any reason to.

Luckily for the three of you, the hospital was within walking distance. Still, that doesn’t stop how you still have to go there by foot. The golems are so slow and sparse that you could, for the most part, run around them. It seems that they weren’t really intended to do a lot of damage, or at least hurt people.

Katsuya asks, “Where’s Kaori?”

You reply, “Ain’t coming. She distracted everyone so we could slip out.” You waited for a little while, but when you saw that the entire perimeter guard was falling because of a horde of golems, it was easy to figure out there’s no way she’s leaving without anyone seeing.

Yamikigo says, “Is that it?”

You and Katsuya glance at where she’s pointing, and Katsuya replies, “That’s it! We’re so close.”

The three of you run down the street, and after turning the corner, you all see...

“Predictable as always, Nekoyo.” Chiwa Fujisaki, secretary of the Student Council. She’s in the middle of the street, both of her hands on her sword that’s standing pointing toward the asphalt. “But I’m excited about our rematch.”

Without warning, she lifts it upwards into the air, and it glows brightly.

She’s attacking?!
>Split up.
>Distract her so Katsuya and Yamikigo can go.
>Leave it to Katsuya.
>Write-in.

>>2263073
>>Distract her so Katsuya and Yamikigo can go.
I don't trust Katsuya not to job

>>2263021
Spectacularly minor change.
"You didn’t know it that day" to "You didn’t know it then"

>>2263073
>Distract her so Katsuya and Yamikigo can go.
As much as I want to see the match settled now isn't the time

>>2263073
>Distract her so Katsuya and Yamikigo can go.
It is the place of the best bro character to singlehandedly take on a minibosse so that the main character can go on ahead.

>>2263073
>Distract her so the others can get past

Sorai probably kicks ass, so I think we can count on him

>>2263073
>Distract her so Katsuya and Yamikigo can go

>filename
Why must you tease us so!?

>>2263073
>Filename
Exactly my reaction
>>2263086
Wow I can't believe you bothered to change it at that point

>>2263084
>>2263088
>>2263089
>>2263090
>>2263091
Distract

Writing!

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“Leave her to me,” you say.

Running up ahead, you hear Katsuya and Yamikigo start running away from the two of you, circling around to the hospital.

Fujisaki says, “Here I go.”

She cuts downward, leaving a trail of light, shooting a curved projectile of psi. It flies toward Katsuya, who’s about to make a shield.

You take a step forward, and your psi reaches the shot. Your psi binds onto hers, and the light vanishes instantly.

“Sorry, but you’re up against me,” you say.

Fujisaki says nothing and only gives you a hard stare. Taking a long look at the other two running into the hospital, it takes her a moment to realize there’s nothing she can do as long as you’re here. It was at that point she declares you a nuisance, and turns her full attention to you.

She says, “Very well. I’ll make this quick.” Tilting her sword backwards, she cuts into the air in various angles. One, two, no, three slashes that come down in different directions, curving along their paths slightly. As you slowly approach her, the attacks disappear around three arm-spans away. Fujisaki mumbles, “The field is oriented in a sphere, and its range is...”

“Tch,” you say, “You’re one of those people.”

Twirling her weapon around, she stares daggers at you. Her brow furrows, and she attacks. Her shot slices through the air.

You say, “It’ll never reach me—” It explodes, right before it hits the edge of your barrier. An intense ripple that blows apart the space where it self-destructed. It takes you a second to realize what she had done. The shockwave from the psi pushes your field backwards, temporarily denting the shape of it. You psi scrambles to reform the sphere. “Fuck me.”

“That was easy,” she says.

She prepares for another attack.
Roll 1d100s.
>Rush her. You can deal with her close up.
>Use trees and cars as cover to close in.
>Circle around. The shots can’t curve enough to follow you.
>Write-in.

I'll be back in an hour.

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>2263146
>Circle around. The shots can’t curve enough to follow you.
Our goal is primarily to delay her and secondarily to win the fight. This tactic will waste the most time.

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>2263146
>Use trees and cars as cover to close in.
Come on, we're not Kats. Dice please!

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>2263154
Come on nat 1

>>2263163
C-close enough right

>>2263166
Wouldn't want to waste a perfectly good 1 on someone other than Kats.

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>2263146
>Use trees and cars as cover to close in.

How does Sorai's null power work? If we get within range of her, will she be completely unable to use her powers as long as she's in his field?

>>2263170
Probably but she'd probably still kick our ass if we got within sword range she's probably one of those close range fighters who have 1 good range ability that they spam until you're close enough to eat shit

>>2263183
We should probably be prepared for her to say screw it and just come after us with her sword once she get's bored of trying to potshot us.

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>2263146
>Circle around. The shots can’t curve enough to follow you.

>>2263193
We're prepared for anything with these rolls. Well, at least 2 things.

>>2263193
Now that i think about it Sorai doesn't really have a win condition. His main thing seems to be to cancel your attacks and stall or cancel your attacks so that he can beat you down. But i don't think we can beat her so I can think of three options:
1. Stall as long as possible and hope she doesn't rush at us

2. Disarm her so we have a better chance of beating her

3. Be creative and get something else to beat her like luring her into the street so she gets hit by a car

>>2263221
I figure Sorai has gotta be pretty good at hand-to-hand combat by now since it’s his only offensive option