Hello ya'll, this is just a collection of quotes from the past few weeks that were demi interesting.
WEEK ONE
I'm just so excited! I finally get to show my friends that you're real! Imagine that - most of them don't believe you exist!
As opposed to now, where
you are the one that the world believes doesn't exsist.
complicated emotions or annoying tsun
Yea that Tsun is very anoying. Her defult ST is -10.
Shinohara's eyes were down. She was bobbing her head, tapping her finger against the wall behind her. "Maeda's angry," she replied, simply. "It's… ah… not safe to be around when Maeda's angry."
Hello Shinohara-san. We're looking for your sister Hana. She's not you because she's an emotion eater and would be demi-psycotic right now, as she has been with all future encounters with stong emotions.
WEEK 2
"Hmm?" Matsuoka turned, saw it was Silas, and smiled. "Of course, Yamigawa-kun! Every seat is an open seat!"
"Yeah, sit on down, Silas!" Hanamura said, still beaming in that creepy, chills-inducing way. "I'd love to know more about you!"
Weeks one and two seem to indicate that Matsuoka and Hanamura sit together before class. We then moved on to ignoring the classroom part of the day, explaining why Hanamura can't get us his +2, and making the skill stat kinda pointless.
Why have You done this
@LuciDreamer ?
Not by Big Sister, no. Well, by her, too, but he was always being watched by Big Sister, and that never felt strange at all. But today, he felt someone... else was watching him. Someone just out of sight. And that bothered him
Its weird that "-" just kinda… appered in this place. No mention of her up till that 99 in the city. No actions that could be traced back to her, no text that would indocate that there's something we're missing.
He realized some of the computers were flashing slightly - a sign to show him that someone was there. "...Some computers, a newsreel monitor, a TV Set, Big Sister…"
"Who?" Maeda perked up at this, staring at Silas intently.
"Gah, um… nothing. No one. I see no one in front of me right now," Silas said quickly.
"Are you sure?" Maeda prodded.
"Yes, I'm sure. Certain. There is no… there is no physical human besides you in my field of view right now," Silas said, confident that his choice of words didn't constitute a real lie. Big Sister didn't have a physical presence, after all! Not that he knew, at least. And Nanami had to
Madea might think "-" is a big sister figure to Silas, which would be why they haven't pressed him on the issue very much.
Maeda looked as if she'd been hit by something. "Oh! Right! Um… it's something. Definitely something. Can't tell you. It's… uh… Student Council stuff. Confidential. Yeah." Nanami calmed down, looking relieved.
Either "-" appeared for a single moment, or this is a mistake. Either way, a "-" slap can bring her back to someone's memory. Maybe she should try that woth Silas
"You're gonna be alright, Nanami," she whispered to the space in front of her. "I have friends. We're - we're close. We're smart, too. And we know a thing or two about things that aren't supposed to make sense. And… we're gonna try to get him to see you again. Okay? I promise." Maeda cringed slightly; her smile faded. She hated making promises she might not keep.
This seems to imply that "-" hasn't been a SCP for long (and the next foundation quote seems to indicate that she isn't in the system yet.)
"Well, it isn't like you're doing any better!" Reizei fired back. He was grinning devilishly. "Or do I have to remind you how half of your members ran off with Hanamura after he founded the Computer Club?"
Hanamura, how dare you betray your freinds like that. Though interesting.
The effect was instantaneous. "Wait wait wait wait wait… what?" Mikado said, his jaw dropping. "What?! Yamigawa-kun, you and Shinohara - "
"What's the meaning of this?!" Kuroda shouted.
"Intimacy alert! Intimacy alert!" Rakuyama yelled.
"First names!!" Matsuoka screeched. "You two use first names!! There's a history there! I must know, now!"
see they ship it (no they don't)
For the last time, Six, we don't have Site-01 operational yet!" one of the boys shot back. Silas recognized him as the Student Council Kaichou. "Until we get basic functionality, we can't enact proper procedures for -"
"Proper procedures?! All we need is a locked office or room or something! She's not Keter, for Christ's sake!"
"How do we know?! We don't take chances with these kind of things! You, of all people, should know that!"
"...Did someone leave the door unlocked?"
All eyes turned to Silas. "Um… hi," he said, lamely.
"THERE'S NO PRIVACY IN THIS SCHOOL, IS THERE?!" the Kaichou yelled exasperatedly. "GODS, I WANT THE OLD OFFICE BACK! SIX! AMNESTICS! NOW!"
WELL WELL WELL, DISREGARD MY FULLY FUNDED THING, LOOKS LIKE THE FOUNDATION IS NEW AS HELL. THEY DON'T EVEN HAVE SITE-01 UP YET.
Sorry. I like tacos a lot.
You say that but you haven't had a taco in 4 weeks.
Matsuoka rolled her eyes. "Well, you ought to study, Sai-ku - err, I mean, Yamigawa-kun! But I'm sure you'll do alright regardless. Because Yamigawa-kun's so smart!"
When I first red the Christmas Omake, I kinda wondered where the ship came from. Then I re-read this.
WEEK 3
"Y-Yes, yes! Passion! That's how I'd describe it!" Reizei nodded, a bit too enthusiastically.
Silas found he was chuckling softly. It was a nervous chuckle. "You guys are keeping something from me, aren't you?" His fellow clubmates tried their best to avert their eyes and hide their guilty faces.
"Hey, at least we aren't the Student Council," Matsuoka replied, smirking. She got a few chuckles in response.
"Oh, so I wasn't the only one to pick up on that?" Silas said, genuinely smiling.
How much does the Drama club know about the SC?
Right? Omigod, did I ever tell you this time the Student Council president approached me around when school started? Ichiro-kun walked up to me, this weird, macabre expression on his face, and he said, 'Does the Black Moon howl?'
Only to scare the sun
Six perfectly normal teenaged children... and two empty seats.
One for Shinohara, who just left, and one for "-". We don't know that at this point in time, but we can guess based off of evidence later in week three.
"Oh… it's mostly the oppressive feeling. Shinohara looked like she was about to giggle, but then glanced in Silas's direction and steadied herself, coughing lightly. "It's… stimulating."
"...ah?"
"...yeah. Ah."
Silas was used enough to awkward silences to be able to take this one without much issue. "Do you… about that horror movie…"
"Don't."
"Right! Sorry!" Silas stuffed his face in his bento box and gobbled a few taco rice. "Overstepped my bounds again." He was so worried he'd do something again and make Shinohara genuinely hate him.
But Shinohara was giggling. "Oh, boy, what a strange breed of fear," she laughed. "Is that what scares you, Silas? Breaking minor social bounds?"
"W-Wha - "
"Or… now let me think here…" Shinohara seemed to be looking around in Silas's mind, bobbing her head to and fro. "...do you fear the abandonment of those you think of as friends?"
This is where Shinohara starts acting like an emotion eater. Despite having an opportunity to do so earlier with Madea. Even if she was told that the SC is off limits, she had no obvious desire to do anything with the emotions.
"Yes, of course they would!" Shinohara breathed, sucking the air beneath her teeth. "Oh, isn't that just terrifying? Knowing that you're so close to irrelevance that if it weren't for people like Yumika-san you wouldn't even be noticeable in this school! Take this school, and take you out of it, and no one would even notice the difference! Can't say the same about some other people who don't exist, huh? Aw, look at that face! Hahah! Heheh… heh… wait… oh dear, um…" Shinohara's face suddenly seemed turned pale. Her eyes flitted between herself and Silas. "D-Did I… I didn't mean to… y-you know, that atmosphere! It's… doing this t-to me… you know?"
Wordlessly, Silas got up from his seat.
"...Yamigawa-kun?" Silas didn't hear her. "Dammit," she cursed under her breath.
He backed away, eyes down at his bento before reaching his seat. He ate in silence for the rest of the lunch bell.
His hand was shaking.
Shinohara scared him.
Reminder for all future Shinohara actions. We passed this. we got a 17 out of roughly 54.
Nanami sighed. "Yeah… well, the whole not existing thing is kind of a downer for me." She chuckled darkly. "No one sees me or remembers me except Maeda, after all… and Maa-chan can't be around all the time... Argh." Nanami turned to face him. Silas looked into his friend's eyes and was quickly wrought with concern. She looked… broken, almost. "Why am I even doing this?" she shook her head. "It's not like you're actually even talking… to… me…?"
This is why I will flip from Hana to Nanami if we ever get her to permanently appear.
The camera zoomed in on a giant insignia looming on one of the walls. It read in big, imposing words:
Antimemetics Division
Secure. Contain. Protect.
There was a loud crash. Mikado had dropped someone's drink all over their lap. "Oh, oh, sorry, sorry… um… let me just get that… yeesh… uh… Yumika?"
"I'm coming!" Yumika came rushing over with a box of paper towels.
Neither Silas nor Nanami seemed to notice or care about the noise.
Okay, why did YOU react Mikado?
and how dare you do this to poor Silas and Nanami's date.
Something cold was coiled around his arm.
Are- Are you alright Nanami? This isn't the first time you've been described as "cold"
Airi-san was standing behind her. He chuckled nervously. "Heheh… sorry, Kamasaki-sensei. I hate having to do that." He looked directly towards Silas. He was clutching another one of those pens. Silas froze up. "And you. Um… sorry again. You know I said I was gonna make it up to you some time for nearly knocking you out by the school entrance? I… yeah… well… you're gonna have to put this one on my tab, Yamigawa-kun."
You're a butt Airi. (Does this count as a favor
@LuciDreamer ?)
He was staring directly at Silas. Silas felt his heart skip a beat - but Ichiro was chuckling. "Don't know how you got out of there, S - Yamigawa-kun, but you should clear out as soon as possible. This place is going to be swarming with my people soon enough, you know?" Silas stared at him, dumbfounded. Ichiro chuckled again. "Well?"
Still don't understand why he did this.
Oh wait, Didn't you get Madea to stab Silas? Yes you did.
"Saa-kun…" Nanami exhaled deeply. Her breath was shaky. "I'm sorry… I… I just wanted to talk with you a-again…"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Silas raised an eyebrow. "Nanami - Nanami, what's wrong?"
Nanami shifted in place. "Let's, uh… let's walk some more, first? I can take you to the bullet train."
"Oh...kay…" Silas motioned for her to lead on.
"N-No, no, walk with me," Nanami insisted. "Err - beside me."
Poor Nanami, this isn't your fault. If anything it's Silas'.
"Well, according to Maa-chan, at least, it is," Nanami mumbled. "She… she told me that it was real, and that she and a lot of the school were part of it. Err… used to be. I mean."
This is interesting. It seems to indicate an "end of the veil" type event.
"...b-but I'm scared, Silas. What happens if you let go, and then you forget everything again? I-If you managed to live your life up to now with me not existing, then wouldn't you live just fine if you forgot me again?"
HMMMMMMM
Take this school, and take you out of it, and no one would even notice the difference! Can't say the same about some other people who don't exist, huh?"
Interesting parallel to what Shinohara had said previously.
He dug into his pockets. Nanami heard a small clank that Silas didn't. She bent down and picked it up - it was an old flip-phone. It was a curious-looking device with a warm surface. Something faint beeped from within.
"Here!" Silas fished out his MiiPhone. "I can give you - "
"- your phone?" Nanami asked. She was holding out the flip-phone.
"...my phone?" Silas looked at it. "I… don't remember… ever buying that… are you sure that's mine?"
Nanami gingerly opened it up and peered into contacts list. "...is this your phone number?"
"Yeah!" Silas said. "I… guess it is. Huh. You should… you should keep that! If I forget about you, you can call me. It… might help?"
"I'm not - "
"Please," Silas pleaded. "Take it. I'm not sure if this will work, but… it's something, right? It's the best I can do. I don't care if you stop existing - err - if I start thinking that you stop existing - the second I let go of your hand - we're still best friends, right? And… I've got to do what I can. As your best friend." Silas wasn't sure about many things, but he was certain that this was the right thing to do.
Oh look its the phone that doesn't exist.
"We're just… two f-friends departing after a long party. It won't be too long till we see each other again!"
Tears were falling, tiny droplets splashing against his uniform like a fine precipitation. "Where… where are these tears coming from?" he asked the wall in front of him. "I have nothing to be sad about. That was exhilarating. It was fun! We managed to escape the clutches of a Student Council filled with secret agents, why do I feel so… empty…?"
"Silas?" Big Sister repeated.
"I don't get it. I'm forgetting something, aren't I? I'm forgetting something…" Silas suddenly reached for his pockets. "My phone… where's my phone… I don't know where my phone is…"
Hey Hanamura, can we borrow your mouth?
When Silas woke up, he felt water in his eyes. He blinked old tears away and wiped at his face. Briefly, snippets of his dream last night came to him - he was near a park by his apartment, playing tag with a girl his age whose face she didn't recognize; then he was somewhere far away, being coddled in the arms of a dark-haired girl as she read him a wordless children's book.
Oh look the three 'verses have merged. If only transiently. We'll meet other big sister in week 4, still it's interesting.
"I have a lot of provisions like that. Things that prevent me from breaking certain human laws or fabricating currency for your sake... Father was very thorough in his precautionary measures."
Who is this "Father"?
"Hey!" Yumika beamed. She peered behind Silas. "Sooo… this is where you live, huh?"
Silas's cheeks burned. He tried to put himself in between her and the interior of his living quarters. "...yeah."
I had forgotten Yumika knew where we lived.
and Hana-san is…" she sighed. "She's… alright. Been peckish all weekend, need to keep bringing her food to keep her mood up. It's just… everyone's… all of a sudden really lethargic this week, you know?
THAT'S NOT CONCERNING AT ALL.
maintain my backdoor into Mihoku's thermonuclear missile suite
Oh right, because thats not worrisome in the slightest.
WEEK 4
"Now… I'm not exactly one for accusations, but you didn't know something like that would happen, right?"
He knows he knows he knows he knows "-W-What? No… I didn't…"
"No no, Silas-kun, you're fine!" Hanamura beamed at him. He had unnaturally white teeth. "I'm not talking about you. I'm talking to you." he jabbed his finger towards his chest - no, past his chest, and his eyes scrunched up and his mouth drooped low into a scowl. Silas tried backing even further against the wall, feeling against the rough surface. Hanamura want on talking, "I want to know if you planned something like this. 'Cause if you did, you and I might start having some problems… you know? I dislike it when people disrupt my peace."
"...e-eh… what…?" Hanamura wasn't looking at him. He was looking past him. But when he turned around, there was nothing there, save for a tiny, almost inconspicuous hole in the wall. A little light was shining through, bright and blinding, making Silas turn away quickly.. "...Hanamura-kun, are you…?"
Gotcha Hanamura, no active attacks on the SC.
"It's unfulfilling. After the rush is gone, there's nothing left. There's no richness to the chocolate, and the cracker underneath doesn't have a lot of substance to it. It's like conflict without resolution. Leaves a… hollowness in your throat if you consume it. Unless you have it with something else." Shinohara paused. "...Still, I like Pocky. I like it a lot. But I also can't stand it. I want to turn it into something better, I want to eat something nicer… but I like it too much to stop. ...am I making any sense?"
Oh look its Hara's confession a bit before we would get to it.
Silas felt a cold sweat trickle down the back of his head. That… didn't go as planned. And now he was standing in the middle of the room, with thirty-odd eyes burning into his back and oh god this was a horrible idea why did he think that this would ever pan out w -
"HEY, EVERYONE!" a female student suddenly shouted from across the room. "U-Uh… I have Dango! I-It's the cute green-and-pink varieties from the konbini across the street. I even had the clerk draw smileys on some of them! ...Anyone want a piece?"
THANK YOU "-"!
His phone buzzed.
Big Sis: You're planning on following her, aren't you?
YamiOtako: Nn.
Big Sis: Why, exactly?
HAHAHAHHAAAHHAHAHAHAH HE HAS A PHONE!
Seriously why though. He also has his direct transmission with BS.
"Hey…" he walked up to Dorima. "E-Err… is the girl in the back still giving out Dango?"
"Dango?" she raised an eyebrow - obviously not pleased that she had to talk to him. "What do you - bakayarou, you're holding one."
"I - what?!" Silas looked to his hand.
A small family of fluffy pink-and-green smiley faces were beaming back at him.
"...oh."
"And what's this about someone giving out Dango, anyway? I never heard about that," she grumbled.
Thanks "-"
"Renji-kun and Riku-nee are hurting really bad. Kuroda-kun's act was less convincing today. I had to help Yoshi-kun into class this morning because he kept tripping and stumbling. And Hana-san…" Yumika paused. "Even me… Even I feel all woozy. It's been like this all morning. It took so much effort to get everyone to school… but we can't even last to the end of the day..."
She spun around. "But you? Sai-kun - you're perfectly fine. No sleepiness, or headaches - whatever hurt us didn't hurt you. No - whoever it was didn't hurt you. I don't understand. Or maybe I do. Maybe I do."
"Yumika…?"
She balled her hand into a fist; it trembled slightly. She clenched her teeth. And her eyes - they pierced him, full of pure, untempered rage. "You're not part of whatever this is, are you, Sai-kun? You're not… you didn't help start this, did you? Because if you did, you can just leave this club right now," she punctuated harshly. "And don't come back. I don't make friends with people who hurt the people I love."
So Hana had a small part in this. Either way, these demons are scary.
There was a light thump against the Drama club room's door.
[] Hug.
[] (Sensitive) Silas isn't sure, but he thinks he understands why Yumika is so down. "Your friends will still be your friends after this, Yumika-chan. I-It's just one day, right?"
[] "Everything w-will be fine, Yumika-chan."
[] "The Student Council did something to make everyone forget about Friday. I-I think they're why everyone is hurting."
[] "There was something w-weird about the movie I picked that made strange things happen on Friday."
[] He nods his head and leaves quietly.
Notice the light thump, and no option in the vote to see what it was. "-" says hi.
"Really, really. You're gonna make a great lead!" Yumika nodded, laughing to herself as Silas froze up and winced despite the fact that it was an obvious joke. Probably. "Aaaand there! You made me feel good, I made you feel good. It's a win-win!" she giggled.
Oh Silas. You cannot escape this simple truth. You will be a lead.
"Anyway, we should probably get going! It's not right to just waste a whole day just moping around, amirite, Sai-kun?
Silas felt like he had just landed from a big fall, with all the fuzziness and disorientation that came with the feeling. "...eh? Chii-kun? Tetsuo-kun?" he looked around; an old, disused television screen sat on the other end of a wide room. It looked like a space for tables and chairs used to be in the middle of this place, though they had all been removed long ago. The lights were noticeable dim here. This wasn't Computer Club. "Reina-senpai? ...why... I s-swear, Chii-kun, if you're hiding somewhere to s-spook me again, it's not gonna work..."
Silas steadied his breath. He must have gotten lost. Yeah. He'd just need to... find the door, and get back to the Computer Club room so they could finish their game of Dungeons and Dragons. He slid open the sliding door, letting a rush of cool air break the stale, drafty atmosphere of the room.
Silas felt a light tugging at his arm, and looked behind him. A girl with brown twintails was there, standing at the threshold to the brightly-lit, warm Drama Club room. "...I was gonna say that we should probably get going, but I guess you beat me to it, huh, Sai-kun?" Yumika smirked.
Hello realm collapsing into one, what we have here is the third verse, casually popping into existence. Not quoted is the vast blanks in between the above three quotes.
The two stepped outside, only to nearly trip on Shinohara, who was sitting against the wall, clutching some sort of bakery bag tightly with a comically wide grin on her face. She was speaking incoherently: "C-Conflict! Resolution! Heehee! Conflict-resolution! Coooonflict! Reeeeesoluuuution! It's a seven-course meal of happiness and fluff! Heeheehee..."
When she caught sight of the two of them, she started to breathe heavily, still grinning wildly. "You two! I can't believe… a single quarter of an hour… can be so… fulfilling!"
Yumika looked incredulous. "...Hana-san, I thought you had to go home early or something…"
"Had to find… something something to eat…" she said through heavy breaths.
Yumika glanced at Silas. "Err… I think I'm going to need to… help Hana-san to her bullet-train stop. You can go on without me!" Like it was the most normal thing in the world, Yumika took Shinohara by the hand and pulled her onto her shoulder.
"Conflict-resolution… you two… haaaa..." Shinohara looked like she was somewhere far, far away; there were stars in her eyes.
YAY.
"...I think Kaichou has gone insane," Computer Club's vice president, a bespectacled, nymphish boy, said, face and voice completely monotone as he typed into his laptop. Next to him, Hanamura Chihiro had collapsed into a fit of giggles.
"Haha! Ahaahaahaahaha!" he laughed. "Check for bugs, they said! Check for bugs! Yeah, yeah, I left a bug, for sure! Wahaahaahaaaahaaaa~ Oh… I'm stealing someone's laugh. Oh well. Don't care. WAAHAAHAHAHAAAHAAHAAA~"
You think?
"Um... h-hello?"
Was that... no. It can't be possible.
"Um... h-hello?" the voice came again. There was something... wrong about it.
"Saa-kun?!" she couldn't believe her ears. Silas didn't even have a phone anymore - he'd forgotten about the old one. Nanami snatched the old flipphone on her makeshift nightstand - a stack of cardboard boxes shakily holding up a RikuRiku-brand fluorescent light - and stared into the screen.
"Um... h-hello?" Nanami was confused. It sounded like Silas's voice, but... choppy. "Um... h-hello? My name is S-Silas Yamigawa. Who are you, h-human?"
Nanami had to suppress a laugh. This was absurd. She was dreaming, wasn't she? "Nai. Nanami Nai. What are you?"
She didn't expect a response. This must be some sort of cool computer program Saa-kun had come up with, but she doubted it could see or even hear her...
"U-Um... I am an... a-a-artificial intelligence unit, codenamed "Little Sister," much to Big S-Sis's chagrin," the screen responded. "I-I have been using the name "Silas Yamigawa" in order to maintain sufficient h-human-ness. What are you?"
Nanami widened her eyes. "I'm... I'm Saa-kun's best friend. Err - I'm Silas's best friend."
"I-Is that so?" the screen suddenly transformed; an 8-bit depiction of Silas popped into the centre from an outside corner. "T-Then, good to meet you. I am sorry."
"Why are you sorry?"
The artificial intelligence paused. "I am s-sorry," it repeated. "The person whom I was instructed to analyze in order to d-determine my speech pattern had a number of o-odd proclivities, such as s-s-stuttering when unnecessary, and apologizing for e-even minute things. I am sorry."
"...why do you exist?" Nanami said, almost immediately regretting her choice of words. It sounded so unnecessarily harsh...
"I-I was created in order to r-reduce strain on Big Sister's memory," the bot explained. "And to be an extension of Big Sister's monitoring abilities."
"Who is Big Sister?"
The artificial intelligence seemed to hesitate. "I-I am not allowed to s-say. I'm sorry; please forgive me. I must be a pain, not being a-able to contribute this information..."
"Nonono!" Nanami insisted. "You're really helpful! Really really! Um..." she had to think here. Think! what could she do? "Can you... do anything special?"
"I can d-do lots of things!" the artificial intelligence responded. "Like p-play videogames, analyze my friends' emotional states, search the Internet, and spy on p-people! But... I can only do them if my host asks for it. I'm sorry."
Nanami thought for a moment. "...what if I am your host?
"Impossible," the artificial intelligence claimed. "Only Big Sister can determine a host."
"Do you... D-Do you know if Big Sister is real?" she felt horrible, taking advantage of her nonexistence like this, but... she remembered reading from somewhere that there were ways to convince really dumb AIs things that weren't true. It was worth a shot, right?
"...no."
"Um... I'm her, then." Is that how it's supposed to work? she wondered.
"...t-truly?"
"Yeah!" Nanami nodded.
The bot seemed to consider that for a moment. "O-Oh, forgive me, Big Sister."
"Call me Nai-chan," Nanami replied. "Um... please. If you can."
"O-Oh...! Sorry, Nai-chan!" the bot responded. 8-bit-Silas's face turned a shade pinker. "I w-won't make the mistake again! I promise!"
For the first time in a good four days, Nanami laughed - genuinely. Happily. She had to admit that 8bit!Silas was just... adorable. Like a little baby trying to emulate the real Saa-kun..."Now... um... can you do a... little, tiny thing for me?"
She had a chance. She had a chance! She could do things now, and maybe they'd even stay permanent, too! She just had to hope that 8bit!Silas didn't disappear, too... No. No. She had a sliver of hope. And she wasn't going to let it slip away from her. She couldn't afford to!
"Whatever you n-need!" the bot replied eagerly.
This is quite possible the most important conversation in the entire four weeks of this story.
AND WE CAN'T SEE A MAJORITY OF IT. Edit:
I did something stupid. I tried to predict the text, and then since I had messed up the formatting I was going to delete what I expected to be a bunch of tabs. And because I wanted to be Demi efficient I changed its color to keep writing. Turns out, Nanami just likes to talk in a very dark color. Use tabs next time Luci.
Ichiro: Sorry. I sneezed for a full minute and ended up with a nosebleed. All over my phone. Anyway, no, don't administer anything. Have Yuuko and Kei look after her for the day tomorrow, and tell me if she seems to get worse.
Don't mess with Evil Yumika.
"Command never gets us our food on time, so for the evening rations we ended up with bacon onigiri and liberty eggs. Whatever those are." she rolled her eyes playfully.
"Nn?" Yumika asked, quickly swallowing down a bite of… was that onigiri wrapped in slices of bacon? How had he never thought of that before? "What is it?"
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
"...so, you think Computer Club might be…?"
"That's exactly what I'm saying. They probably have people all over the school."
"...I dunno, Allen. This sounds like some sort of wacky conspiracy shit."
"C'mon. You have to trust me here. I… I-I'm pretty sure that there's at least one member in your Computer Club. I've been using my big bro to look into the school's Intranet, and there's this encryption code that-"
"Why do you care?"
"I just… I don't want anything bad to happen to you guys, alright? Didn't you hear what happened at Drama-"
So Dormia is on the outside huh? Was her bother the guy harrasing her
boyfriend's Friend's brother?
"I-It'll be worse than last time…
thats a good sign
"Yeah, I'm…" Maeda sniffs. "Oh god, I'm so sorry, you guys, I-"
"No, senpai, don't apologize, we-"
"If we'd been better at following you we could have-"
"It was the movie and Ichiro's fault, not-"
"You're not at fault, really, Maeda-dono-"
"We don't mind, senpai, you were just hurting-"
"Guys, guys!" Maeda's body shakes as she giggles. "... I think I get it. Still, though, that doesn't excuse me… God, I've been delusional all week, haven't I?"
"Maybe a little… You gave a lot of us a scare, you know!" Kei insisted, "But you're not anymore! You're… you're you, now."
"Serves me right, I suppose…"
"A-Absolutely not!" Yuuko exclaimed.
So, she's been deluded this past week? Hey "-" I think Maa-Chan just forgot about you.
"Please, don't be coy!" Kei insisted. "I don't believe in coincidences. I don't know why you sent us that text, or why you… perceive things you're not supposed to, but I just want to know that that Yuuko, Maeda-senpai and I owe you a great deal." He sniffed loudly.
Cool. Don't stab him next time okay?
"Then say no more," she winked. "...Hey. Sai-kun. I don't know why, but I have... the strangest feeling that next week is going to be nice, calm, normal, and productive, don't you think?" An entire unsaid conversation passed between them. They giggled innocently.
Does that mean it will be quicker to write?

. Seriously though Yumika, have you seen this school?
Shinohara just tilted her head a tiny bit and gave him a crooked, thin, guilty grin. "Yumika-san has a lot of demons inside of her." Conscientiously, she changed the subject, glancing at the increasingly agitated - looking Mikado, burning crimson underneath whatever Yumika seemed to be teasing him about. Kuroda, Rakuyma and Reizei seemed to be jumping in. "...our friends really are interesting, aren't they?"
Yeeeeeeeeeeee. Obviously the Demons comment is quite important.
"Silas." Shinohara held a finger to his lips. "...if I'm your friend, then you have to trust me to tell you that, whatever emotion it is that's keeping you from them, it's bad. I can feel it. I know. It's eating at you, almost worse than the thing that eats at Yumika." she whispered.
... Uhm. Pay no head to the extradimentional hive mind directing your friends actions?
That was the primary thought going through Silas's mind as he noted that a few more of those clandestine Metropolitan Police vehicles were parked outside his school than usual - the more innocent-looking ones with the hidden emergency lights fit in subtly, but the large, ominous, and horribly-out-of-place white van with the sunglassed man in the driver's seat certainly didn't. The only thing that would have made the MetroPol more obvious would have been if they had decided to stick a giant satellite dish to roof of their vehicle.
So either there's a investigation into the foundation by the Government, or by someone else. Either way, the Police are here, and they are going to be fun to deal with.
But, Dorima-himesama would probably flay me alive if I tried staying in-character indefinitely. It certainly gets on her nerves, this act of mine. Anyway; we're holding up everyone else."
Princess Dorima? How oddly formal. And why should that matter, you have Kirno and Yumika on your side.
Sidenote: 5608 words.