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一刀繚乱
Join Date: Sep 2009
Location: アッバス
Age: 33
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Spoiler for Part 3:
August 31, 5.05pm
Just when it's about time for dinner, they finally found the missing Ancient Literature homework.
Index, who found it, laughs and says,
“Ohhoho, to think that it was hidden in the pile of mangas. Ain't I great, Touma? Shouldn't you be saying something to me?”
“DIDN'T YOU MESS UP THOSE MANGAS? MESSING THEM UP IS STILL A BAD TIME! ARRANGE THAT PILE OF MANGAS ONTO THE BOOKSHELF! AND THEN APOLOGISE TO ME!”
“It had nothing to do with manga. Sphinx took it away.”
On a side note, Sphinx is a calico cat Kamijou is raising. Of course, it's not the mysterious beast that will kill people who can't think fast.
As for the culprit cat, it's attracted by the 3-minute cooking show on the television, pawing at the television.
Kamijou sighs seriously.
Right now, it's about 5pm.. There's less than 7 hours before the date chances. Even if he rushes through an all-nighter, there's less than 15 hours left till school starts. Can he really finish all the maths questions, English assignment and Modern Literature?
It's really a waste to spend so much time looking for the Ancient Literature assignment, Kamijou thinks in despair.
But on the other side, Index, who couldn't get Kamijou's praise, seem to be unhappy as well.
“Touma, Touma! I helped out, so I should be able to get a reward, right? I want to eat delicious studd! Make what they're cooking for today's dinner!”
“...”
Kamijou stares silently at the television.
Maybe it's because it's summer vacation, the 3-minute cooking show introduces how to make a tofu hamburger to make the children happy,
Kamijou then slowly turns his neck around and stares at Index.
His lips make a mysterious smile.
“...Are you complaining of having such a long life?”
“Why are you so rash? Touma, you should be hungry, which is why you're getting angry so easily. Don't you want to eat that?”
“Of course I want to, but I've been emphasising it for so long, I don't have time to do that?”
“Your brain will become rigid if you give yourself too much pressure. You should occassionally rest once in a wel.”
“Uuu! Those completely kind words are making me hate my itchy mouth...”
“Okay okay, Touma, stop hugging your head and wailing about. Eh? Where did you maths problems go off to?”
“Eh?”
Touma stares at the short glass table.
It's not there.
Spoiler for Part 4:
August 31, 5.30pm
Yamisaka Ouma's standing in front of the student dormitory as he looks up at the 7th level above his head. However, his shuts are tightly shut, so one may wonder what significance does this action has.
“It's here.”
After Yamisaka muttered to himself, he activates the mechanism of the armour on his right hand. The bow on the armour is automatically activated through the automatic mechanism. But this black Japanese-styled bow has no arrow.
“Fuuma no Gen.”
Yamisaka lets go of the bow string without any hesitation. With a ripping sound, the sharp sound of the thin string being snapped echoes throughout the silence so clearly that one might be shocked.
BOOM! A ferocious roar of wind whips up beside Yamisaka.
A large pile of air form up in the size of a beach ball in front of him, but it's transparent and colourless, so the naked eye can't see it.
Yamisaka jumps up on both legs and lands on the pile of air.
Chi! His legs effortlessly crush the pile of air, flattening it.
BAM! With the loud sound of the air expanding, Yamisaka's body jumps up with such shocking momentum.
His body flies up vertically, scaling up several metres of the student dormitory wall.
Once he reached the targeted level—Kamijou Touma's room on the 7th level, he grabs onto the parapet to prevent himself from flying further up. He then stands on the parapet and pulls his bow.
“Shouda no Gen.”
BOOM!
With the sound of the bow string being plucked, a transparent metal-ball-like impact smashes the thin glass windows to smittereens.
The scattering of the broken glass sound like some high-pitched scream.
The numerous pieces of glass scatter into the room like a torrent. Someone may end up severely hurt if the person stood near the window, but Yamisaka doesn't care about this. He steps into the room, preparing to take Index away.
However,
“No one's here?”
Yamisaka is shocked that no one's in the room. In order to confirm that, he checks the bathroom as well, but there's really no one around. It seems like they just went out.
Yamisaka tilts his head, look dejectedly as he walks back to the balcony. The shattered glass windows are scattered everywhere, but the magician doesn't care about all these.
“Hm.”
Yamisaka awkwardly scratches his head, and then mutters,
“Souma no Gen.”
The string resonates like a sonar. The soft sound of the string gradually becomes louder as it sweeps through the entire city, giving Yamisaka Index's location right now.
Spoiler for Part 5:
August 31, 6.00pm
“...I have a bad feeling about this.”
Kamijou Touma muttered to himself in the air-conditioned fast food restaurant chain. What's with this chill? Kamijou is extremely puzzled by it. He did lock the door, so there shouldn't be thieves about...
Even though it's the 31st of August today, a lot of people will still come out to the streets to eat. The fighters are in convenience stores, fast food restaurants and yakiniku restaurants, resting and preparing for war. They intend to finish their food before returning back to their study tables and continue their long fights with their summer vacation homework. There's only less than 6 hours before summer vacation ends.
“Touma, Touma! Can I choose anything? Can I choose anything from here?”
Index is sitting opposite Kamijou, looking at the extremely large menu. Her eyes are glowing like a child waiting for Santa Claus. On a side note, this restaurant chain has a shocking rule in that it allows customers to bring their pets in, so this stupid cat is cuddled up on Index's lap.
Kamijou sighs.
Kamijou merely came to this restaurant with the intention of improving his mood (and save time on cooking). In other words, he intends to sit here and finish the summer vacation homework he never completed—but it seems like the girl in front of him doesn't seem to understand his feelings.
Kamijou stares at the writing pad he bought from the convenience store, and shakes his head. He originally intended to settle his Literature homework at one go, but it seems like things aren't looking so good.
“Touma! Touma Touma! Can I choose anything?”
“What do you want?”
“Then I'm ordering! The most expensive one!”
“...”
Kamijou smiles and says,
“I understand. 2,000 yen worth of raw eggs?”
“TOUMA—!”
The girl cried out in protect.
In the end, Kamijou ordered coffee, Index ordered Set Meal A, and the stupid C ordered 'Cat Special Meal C'. The most terrifying thing about this shop that allows pets in is that they actually provide food for pets. There are also Dog Special Meals and Tortoise Special Meals.
It will take some time for the food to be served. Kamijou takes out his writing pad and mechanical pencil and starts to write his Book Review.
However...
“Touma, Touma, what Book Review are you writing?”
“I'm writing about 'Momotarou' this year.”
“...Eh...”
“Hold on, you foreign girl doesn't understand anything about Momotarou, right? Momotarou's a famous worldwide fairy tale that Japan is so proud of! It's most suited for writing a Book Review during a summer vacation!”
“Really, Touma, it seems like you really hate to read books.”
“It's even more normal than having to memorise every single word of 100,000 books.”
Index's temple tremble.
Then, she reveals a sweet smile that seems like cheese just melted and says,
“Touma, Touma.”
“What?”
“Have you heard of the truth behind the Japanese fairy tales?”
“Please don't start on it! I;m just writing about a Momotarou book review! If I write some messed-up report, the Momotarou book review won't be a Momotarou book review! And how did you know about the dark truth behind Momotarou?”
“Sigh, you're too naïve, Touma. 'Momotarou' is a real magic grimoire. The original is kept among the 103,000 magical grimoires.
“What?”
“In Japanese culture, many ordinary lullabies or fairy tales are magic grimoires that are camouflaged. For example, in the story Momotarou, there's actually no such person as 'Momotarou who was born from a peach'.”
“Eh...”
Kamijou's mind turns blank. This is bad, Index is now in the explanation mode. But he can't waste any time right now if he wants to complete his homework.
“Ever since the past, the river was treated as the boundary between Life and Death. Floating on the river or crossing it indicates that one controls the power of Life and Death. Touma, If you can think of the boat that sends the death through the River Styx, you can understand this.”
“Sorry, sorry! Time out, time out!”
“The correct interpretation of the story is that the peach that flowed down the River is a forbidden fruit that lets people surpasses Life and Death. In Eastern culture, there is mention of a fruit of Immortality. Of course, it's the peach that the Queen Mother is protecting. The original Momotarou wasn't 'born out of the peach', but 'the grandpa and granny ate the fruit and became you. One can tell from this that this story is about the creation of an elixir of Immortality...”
“Stop! Stop! End of the out-of-point magic theatre! Please look forward to Index-sensei's lesson next time! Please let me finish my homework, will you?”
Index gives an unhappy 'humph', but Kamijou doesn't care as he picks up the mechanical pencil and starts to write. The writing of the essay is a lot slower than what he expected. It seems like writing this sort of thing isn't any different from writing a letter of reflection. Kamijou thought as he barely manages to write three pieces of paper.
“Ho...”
After working so hard, Kamijou relaxes as he exhales.
At this moment, as if it was pre-mediated, the waitress walks over and severs the food.
“Sorry to keep you waiting. Here's the coffee, Set Meal A and Cat Special meal C.”
“Oh, it's finally here.”
Kamijou moves to clear up the writing paper off the table.
Suddenly, the waitress trips without warning.
“Ah...”
Shocked, Kamijou can only watch as the tray of food lands on the table. The pile of food forms a hill on it.
The hamburger steak that was said to be the recommendation of the day is separated from the mini hot metal plate, and the metal plate lands directly on Kamijou's thigh. Kamijou jumps up to let the metal plate drop, looking half-serious as he stares at the culprit, looking like he's about to cry.
The waitress collapses onto the floor, letting out a pitiful 'uu...” sound.
Everyone, if it were you, will you forgive this clumsy huge-breasted waitress?
“HOW CAN I FORGIVE HER! YOU DAMNED COW, I'M GOING TO LET YOU TAKE MY HELLISH ATTACK!”
“Calm down, Touma! Calm...eh? Touma, where's your assignment?”
“...”
It's not there.
Kamijou can only pray that the assignment isn't found in that pile of hot food.
Last edited by Hell_ping; 2011-06-20 at 04:30.
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