[Mr.Kyon]

Spoiler for I have no idea what this is...:

“Yes yes, I understand…”

The underground organisation known as GROUP had just returned from one of their daily wetjobs. Today’s fuckery had been Academy City researchers gone rogue, armed with prototype weapon systems.

“…I UNDERSTAND THAT I’LL FUCKING RIP YOU APART IF YOU DON’T FIX THIS!”

Because of multiple reasons, Accelerator had fallen victim to a blast from such a weapon.

“Nyaa, these scientist sure are creative!”

“Silly but effective, don’t you think Accelerator-san?”

Unabara Mitsuki and Tsuchimikado Motoharu were grinning widely at Accelerator’s current state. He was dressed only in his birthday suit and a ragged towel. The beam weapon he had been hit with disintegrated his clothes into a fine power.

“So what did the guy on the other end of phone say nyaa?”

“Ah, he said in-between his laughter that he’d figure out a fix or antidote as fast as it would come. Perhaps a week or so.”

“WHAT!”

The now-squeaky voice of the number one esper yelled this.

Unabara and Tsuchimikado couldn’t hold back the laughter anymore, and the exploded, rolling onto the floor.

“BWAHAHA! OH GOD THIS IS TOO FUNNY NYAAHAHAHA!”

“DEAR LORD I-I DIDN’T THINK YOU COULD BE SO… HAHAHAHA!”

Even the normally calm Unabara couldn’t resist. Nobody could resist laughing…

…At the ten year old form of Accelerator.

The weapon that had been used on Accelerator apparently had the ability to clock back the biological clock.

It had lead to this; a shotafied Accelerator.

Accelerator, completely defeated and pouting like a little kid with tears in the corner of his eyes, hung his head low. He was at the mercy of that nameless guy on the phone, and if he was to believe Unabara, he would remain like this for a week. The prospect of showing himself to Last Order or even Yomikawa like this…chilling.

But something was off. Someone that should be laughing wasn’t.

Musujime Awaki was staring wide-eyed while the others were rolling on the floor, choking on their own laughs.

It would be expected that’d she be teasing the defenceless Accelerator, but even when she first saw him like this, she hadn’t said a thing.

She then moved towards Accelerator, and stuck his head in between her boobs.

Time stopped.

Scratch that, the laws of space and time were suspended.

Unabara and Tsuchimikado literally heard the ice break.

The had the same thought. ‘Yup, that shotacon is dead.’

But they had that illusion of theirs broken.

Accelerator – who despite that condition of his could still use his powers – PURRED.

“O-Onee-chan…”

“It’s alright, these bad men won’t hurt you,” comforted Awaki, who was petting Accelerator’s head.

With an aura of bliss on both of their faces, Tsuchimikado trembled.

“T-This is wrong on so many levels NYAAAAA!”

“W-What should we do?” asked Unabara, slight panic in his voice.

“Make sure Musujime doesn’t do anything drastic! I know a way to fix this!”

With that, Tsuchimikado ran out, and Unabara was left to act as a cock block.

One hour later, Tsuchimikado returned with a certain spiky-haired boy, who shattered Awaki’s illusions and returned Accelerator to normal.

Suffice to say, the level 5 gave chase, and the level 4 was heartbroken.