Tsumiki was impressively unintimidated by either the fever pitch heat or the thinly veiled threats. Of course, he dealt with both on a regular basis, screwing with people as he did, though rarely was the heat actually real.

"You two are no fun. I should have known the school would gather everybody without a sense of humor." His smile never left, but the look in his eyes shifted to something like contempt. "Well, whatever. If you had just played along, I would have sent you back a little bit happier. But you should know," His voice dropped the cheerful tone suddenly, "There are very few Level Fives that put up with being threatened for any reason." As quickly as it had gone, his smile came back. "Just consider yourselves lucky. I really am a nice guy."

Suddenly they were facing a small shabby "shop" once again, almost as if nothing had actually happened. Besides the fact that each now had a small slip of paper in their pockets, each with just one sentence written on it.

[i]"I'll remember that."[/i]

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"I wonder where Sachiko is right now..."