[center] [img]http://i.imgur.com/V4Y1Lys.png[/img] [h3][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xUkRL_mJyQg]Afternoon Encounter! Shitty Dads and Easy Answers!!![/url][/h3] [/center] [hr] Hm? She stared at him with a blank while before it sank in. He wasn’t interested in picture books… Oh god, had I messed up? I rambled on too much as well… [color=red]“M-my bad… I-I just always..” She stopped herself, not wanting to say anymore as he soon introduced himself. [b][color=red] “Night parade of One thousand..?”[/color][/b] she mumbled quietly, not familiar with the term whatsoever. Well, parades were fun so it must be something festive. [b][color=red]“Ah, m-my name is Kurosawa Emi. It’s a pleasure t-to meet you, Arata-san.”[/color][/b] Adding a honorific to the ending so that she didn’t sound too overly familiar as she shook his hand lightly before placing her hands back on her lap. Hello! I’m backkk! It was Elise, back from from her charging state and ready to judge everything around her. Eli.. Eli! Eli! Screaming her name inside of her body, causing Eli to flinch a bit before gaining her composure rather quickly. Then she felt it. A stir of darkness inside her stomach, a sickening and revolting feeling. Her father was near. Eli turned around quickly but made sure to stay sane, not wanting to go off of her rails when she wasn’t even sure. Elise, however, already understood what was happening. That son of a bitch is here, isn’t he… Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Eli could feel her mind being dominating but Elise was still not strong enough at the moment which meant that taking control of her body was a negative. Eli looked at at the man with a smile. If he was here… Maybe she should leave? But if she left… He could be anywhere. He could be absolutely anywhere. [b][color=red]“Ahaha… S-s-so, how long have y-you been a-attending this s-school?”[/color][/b] She couldn’t hold in her nerves, breathing harder than before. At the same time, she didn’t want to be hated by the man just yet. She didn’t want to leave this small safe haven. It wasn’t even safe. It was simply a place where she felt the most at peace. Where was he? Where is he? Where? [b][color=red]“Where?”[/color][/b] she whispered, not realizing that the words had come out of her mouth. She smiled nervously at the man and remembered something. This is why she shouldn’t make friends. She had a friend when she was younger. 10 years old, a boy name Yuuya. He was just a sweet and innocent kid and her father saw them together playing a game. Next day his entire family was in an “accident”. A tragic car accident that killed him and his entire family. Elise knew that it was her father but Eli simply had her suspicions. She loved him, after all. A feeling of love that she wasn’t able to shake off. Arata noticed that shift in attitude, this Emi girl’s expression going from an embarrassed anxiety to something odder. Fear? But of what? He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to sense any other, odder presences, but outside of the still overbearing aura of Marx, and the noticeable smell of that half-spider woman, there was...nothing. Should he pass it off? Or should he be direct? Actually, what the fuck, he was an oni. Of course he’d be direct. [b]“Just got here two or so weeks ago, Eli,”[/b] he replied easily, leaning back on the chair, [b]“Something the matter? Did you realize the meaning of Night Parade of One Thousand or something?”[/b] He smiled at the end, trying to lighten the mood. She had failed. Of course she had. The girl that couldn't hide her anxiety if it was the only thing she had to do to survive. However, he mentioned himself, wondering if he was part of the problem. [b][color=red]“E-eh? No! I-it’s not you…I-I don’t know what that is but... y-you aren't a bad person either way, right?”[/color][/b] She asked, tilting her head a bit. [b]“I mean, my mother is the Goddess of the Underworld, and I just went berserk today, but sure, I’m not a bad person. Just an oni.”[/b] The oni laughed, then, before hushing up when he felt some pointed glares pierce his back. She smiled before remembering her situation. [b][color=red]“I-it’s just… He’s here.”[/color][/b] Quietly speaking as she fumbled with her fingers, attempting to have them stop shaking. Yeah, thanks, that told him everything. Arata suppressed the urge to roll his eyes, wondering why the fairer sex was so enamoured with only alluding to the problem, instead of straight up saying it. Turning around and scanning the rest of the students present within the library, the oni didn’t notice any particular person with an excess of killing intent, and shrugged. [b]“Who?”[/b] Eli hadn't even noticed what she had said and looked up. She might as well tell him…. Fuck you. Why won't that mother fucking pedo die already. Elise was beginning to get extremely frustrated and was finally able to muster up the strength speak through her, eyes flashing red before the change. [b][color=red]“Dad. Daddy’s here. And you know what? That’s never good. Be it getting tied up, raping 50 women, killing a 10 year old, he neeever gets enough out of little Eli here. So yeah, he’s here. Haha, maybe he'll finally rape her.”[/color][/b] Elise exhaled deeply,pressing her forehead with her hand. Finally, I took over her entire body. Arata narrowed his eyes when another change came across Eli, this time her eyes flashing red and her tone suddenly taking a darker turn. It was abrasive, aggressive, and pretty much the exact opposite of what the bookworm was like before. Nevertheless, he could indeed agree that fathers were assholes. After all, what sort of God-King were you if you left your wife to rot in Yomi just because she wasn’t a peerless beauty anymore? With a grimace, Arata cracked his wrists, and said, [b]“So kill him before he gets you. If you need help with that, I wouldn’t mind getting into another fight.”[/b] She looked at the man for a while before smiling. [b][color=red]“Eli killing her father? That's simply hilarious. She loves him. She might just get herself killed for the dicks sake.”[/color][/b] Sighing as the words came out of her mouth, all true and all annoying. [b]“So you would prefer slavery over death.”[/b] [b][color=red] “Me? I’m not even actually Eli. And I can't hold this form too long. Obviously, he put her under a spell when she was younger. He's been wanting to fuck her forever, it's pathetic. P. E. D. O. She has to love him. She doesn't love him but she doesn't know that herself. Even if she is an naive idiot, she knows when people need to be disposed of. Kinda.” [/color][/b] Now things were getting confusing. Rubbing the bridge of his nose, Arata sighed. It was a rather complicated situation, which had a very simple answer that Eli, or whoever this was, couldn’t actually do. With a gurgle of exasperation at how much talking she did, the oni said, [b]“Alright, so...father is here in Liserranna, and he wants to...procreate with Eli. He put a spell under her, and now she loves him. Get rid of the spell then. There’s teachers here who are stupidly powerful. One of them could probably do that.”[/b] Awww, what a cute way he said that. Procreate. A was the only one that she had seen to be powerful enough but he didn't seem too helpful to her personally. [b][color=red]“He's strong. Extremely strong.”[/color][/b] A pain went through her head, causing her to groan a bit. [b][color=red]“Fuck. Eli… Anyways, A doesn't seem very much of a helping type to me but… Maybe I suppose..”[/color][/b] Arata gave her a withering look. So she hasn’t even tried yet. Geez, first Iravis with her ‘hurrdurr I need muh army to do shit for me’ and now Eli going all defeatist might as well get raped for shits and giggles’. [b]“Honestly,”[/b] he admitted, [b]“I have no idea what you even mean by ‘extremely strong’, but Director A is strong beyond strong. That being said...maybe he’ll grant your request if you win the Magus Games or whatever. Having a monstrous being on your side when you go sodomize your shitty dad sounds like a pretty good idea to me.”[/b] That expression on his face was something she could read. She smiled. That was true. She could just get raped. [b][color=red]“I suppose… But the thing is with Eli… Ughh… The only time that I was able to somewhat defeat her father or run away was when she was nearly dead or something. She simply can't hurt people. She's not programmed that way I suppose you could say. A battle? I would need to stay here for a while. However, our power is enjoyable for me and treacherous for Eli… But oh well I suppose.”[/color][/b] Huh? Nani sore? [b]“It’s a treasure hunt, not a battle. You can get out of Liserranna while your daddy’s going around masturbating to your scent, so...yeah, you don’t need to fight.”[/b] Regrettably. Arata really wished that it was a straight-up tournament fight, but, well, it worked in the favour of this pacifist bookworm, at least. [b][color=red]“God, please don't say your… I know I am her but I just hate being categorized as the same person when it comes to him.”[/color][/b] Masturbating to my scent. . revolting but hilarious. [b][color=red]“Oh? I guess that's what happens when you're gone for a while. You miss important details.”[/color][/b] She smiled at him. Eli could do that. No killing? That's perfect but god damn it…Elise enjoyed using her power so it wasn't exactly great or herself. [b]“Gone for a while, huh?” [/b]He mused about that, tilting his head to the side. So while one ‘personality’ was active, the other one was ‘dormant’. Ah well, who cares. The oni shrugged, and said, [b]“Well, whatever. What’s the riddle? If it’s the same as mine, I can give you the answer and you can get your...Eli’s ass out of Liserranna before yo- her dad starts sniffing it.”[/b] [b][color=red]“How vulgar”[/color][/b] She says with a slight smile. This whole situation between Eli and her father was hilarious but the downside was that she was stuck in Eli’s body. She shuffled through her pocket and looked at the note. She hadn’t seen it yet. Beginning to read as she clenched the paper in her hands. [i]“It was a cave. The only thing you wouldn't expect to drag a shut-in out actually worked. The gods reunited to help this goddess. Ages have come and gone. The regalia of the goddess has since then fallen in the hands of her followers. Bring me that which has Eight Hands. You want a hint? I'll trade it for a kiss... No, but seriously. Hints. Japan, Regalia, The Gods Of Creation”[/i] [b][color=red]“Well, apparently, that’s the riddle.” [/color][/b] Eh? Arata froze, perplexed at this riddle. Wait what? Director A handed out something like this? Geez, what a difference in difficulty. Scratching his chin with a wry smile on his face, the oni leaned back on his chair and said, [b]“It’s the Yata no Kagami, isn’t it? I mean, gods, even ten year olds knew this back then.”[/b] He knew? Elise smiled brightly. The first smile that didn’t look sarcastic, evil, or just plain fake. Her actual personality was coming out and that wasn’t very good for her. [b][color=red]“Really? Thank you!”[/color][/b] She got up from her seat abruptly. She would have hugged the oni but knew that keeping your hands to yourself was one of the things that she liked to follow throughout her life. If she got this, she could get out of this hell hole and not have “her” body get raped. [b][color=red]“Really, thank you so much! I’ve got to go and get something to eat since i’m starved and then return Eli. Haha, I haven’t actually eaten in awhile.”[/color][/b] Elise didn’t even know the truth about herself. She simply thought that she was an extra. A disposable item in Eli’s body. Arata probably would have toppled over if Eli had actually tried hugging him, seeing how he was leaning back and balancing on the back two legs of the chair, but thankfully, she only stood up abruptly. Letting out a low whistle, the oni remarked, [b]“Well, good for you, I guess? Though might be a better idea to head out of Liseranna first...you know, asslicker dad being here and all.”[/b] She sighed. The first time she could stay was the time that he had to show up. [b][color=red]“Yeah, probably… Bye.”[/color][/b] chuckling at him being called an “asslicker”. The fucking dick always ruins things. Looking back, it was all that “Verid’s” fault that she was there in the first place. WIth that, she walked out of the room but not before Eli was finally returned to her body. Falling to her knees automatically with a loud “BAM”. SHIT! Mother fucker has the worst timing! Elise continued to swear as Eli looked around. For the first time… actually remembering what had happened. At least the fact that she needed to find the Yata no Kagami. Kill. Kill. Kill. Eli stood up, staring at her wrist which showed that her catalyst was bleeding. Observing the blood drip down her wrist and onto the ground. An emotionless expression on her face as she turned back around and bowed at the man sitting in the library. Elise wasn’t the puppet. Eli was. The broken puppet that always, always falls~ Giving a little wave, Arata couldn’t help but snicker when Eli seemed to have tripped on her own feet. Investing interest in the bookshelves instead, the oni was about to count to three hundred and spare the young maiden any undue embarrassment, when he caught the scent of blood. He swivelled his head, noticed the odd stiffness of her actions, saw the scarlet droplets that slid down inside of her arm, and got up. [b]“Wait up, Eli,”[/b] Arata called, [b]“You alright? Cut yourself on something?”[/b] Eli lifted her head slowly, turning to the man that was asking her a question. Eli couldn’t understand why he would care. [b][color=red]“Y-yes. Just a little cut.”[/color][/b] Even with such a lie, it was clearly visible that the star shaped mark wasn’t just bleeding “a little” at all. The outlines were pouring blood as the sword in the middle remained unaffected. It even stunned Eli a bit. It never bled more than 5 drops. This time it seemed as though it was a fresh wound like the time it was first made. Her mother outlining the star deeply, making sure that she felt a powerful surge of power as well as pain. Frowning as she looked at it and continuing to observe it. Why wasn’t it stopping? As Arata got closer, it became really obvious that no, this wasn’t just a little cut, and no, this wasn’t just something occurred from the faceplant that Eli probably just did. This was a mark, and it was a mark drawn by blood. The spell that her father cast upon her? He narrowed his eyes, drawing his own conclusions as blood continued to fall onto the library’s marbled floor. There weren’t any other students near at this point, and that was probably a good thing. [b]“Welp, guess there’s no helping it. Let’s get you to Rollanda and get this fixed up, yeah? Probably won’t stop just by rubbing some spit on it. Now, if you’ll excuse me...”[/b] With that, Arata hoisted the surprisingly light girl up over his shoulder, like how one would carry a sack of potatoes, before casually heading out of the Library. He could feel her blood dripping on his recently ‘resurrected’ clothing, but, well, the oni was used to that sort of sensation as well. At least it wasn’t his own blood~! Eli’s eyes widened a bit at the sudden action. Flinching before she realized that she was simply being lifted over his shoulder. [b][color=red]“Eh?”[/color][/b] but she understood afterwards. Did he think she couldn’t walk? Oh! He must not want me to get it all over the floor! [b][color=red]“Th-this might not help… The blood will still drip.”[/color][/b] she then realized that there was blood falling onto his shirt and quickly covered the mark with her hand, allowing the blood to flow into her hands. [b]“If it’s dripping, just press it into my clothes then. I don’t mind the smell of blood at all,”[/b] Arata replied cheerfully. Stepping out into the open air after a couple of hours spent cooped indoors, the oni took in a deep breath of the fresh air, and then began to speed up, leaping twenty feet with each step as he sailed towards Rollanda’s ‘hospital’. Arata’s approach was anything but subtle. One of Rollanda’s nurses hurried to her to tell her that some kind of madman was carrying a girl, like a bag of potatoes, and jumping like an idiot. Rollanda brought a single hand to her face and then sighed. Why was everyone in Liseranna so dimwitted? [color=gray][b]”Let me go check on that.”[/b][/color] she said and stepped out of the hospital of sorts. She saw Arata quickly approaching. With a sigh and a motion of her hand, and making sure that Arata was safely on the floor, she turned the oni back into the sad state he was brought in last time. A simple ribcage. Yes, her magic was capable of doing that. She then approached Eli, who was now on the floor, and Arata’s ribcage. With another motion of her hand, Arata returned to his normal state. [color=gray][b]”Would you care to explain what the hell you were doing?”[/b][/color] To a casual observer, Arata would have gone from an energetic, blonde haired, cloak-wearing student to a piece of a human rib. To Arata, however, it just felt like he had lost consciousness for a moment there. Brushing off that weird break in consciousness, the oni said, pointing at the blood that was obviously spewing from Eli’s arm, [b]“She tripped, fell, and apparently started spurting like a fountain. Thought you might want to take a look at it and all. Seems pretty magical to me, really.” “Oh, right, thanks for reviving me a couple hours ago! Didn’t get to thank you cause you weren’t around when I came to, but yeah, here you go!”[/b] Eli was shocked, not quite understanding what had just happened but the only explanation was simply magic. Her power of not really giving things like this too much thought came in handy at times like this as she shrugged it off, glad to see him return to his original form. She looked at the woman and back at her mark. [b][color=red]“I-it’s nothing really. It’s normal. Th-this time it’s just a little more blood.”[/color][/b] Eli continued to cover the mark with her other hand, for some reason still trying to stop the blood from spilling on the floor. [color=gray][b]”Ah, yes, you are that girl with the odd magic. And the guy without wits over here just overreacted. Well, we still need to keep the blood inside you.”[/b][/color] Rollanda kneeled down and put her hands over Eli’s wound. [color=gray][b]”And done. Got anything else to say, or is that all?”[/b][/color] With a flash of light, Eli’s wound disappeared and Rollanda stood back up. She didn’t have any pressing matter to attend to, just that it was a bit of a pain having to deal with idiots like this. [b]“Naw, that’s pretty much all,”[/b] Arata said, [b]“Thanks again!”[/b] With that, the oni waved once more, and went off in his own direction, bounding off with a 50 meter step. Dude’s got places to be, after all. Waving at the helpful man she turns back to the nurse who was applying her healing magic. Eli smiles a little, looking at her do her magic and heal the wound. She was quite jealous of healers. Their power was made for helping. Not for torturing. [b][color=red]“Thank you.”[/color][/b] She says quietly, admiring the piece of art. It looked so perfect and unharmed on her arm. [b][color=red]“It’s amazing..”[/color][/b] With that, she stood up as well. Bowing and taking her leave. Once she left, her smile vanished. Replaced with a look of… Nothing. Her eyes appeared dead from an outsider's view as she flipped her hair over her shoulder gently.