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Next stop: Utopia Academy
You're falling, and you can't remember why. It's a sickening feeling that makes your insides lurch; the darkness and the vertigo combine, and all you can think of is a story you heard once, somewhere.
-I remember now. It's a simple story that everyone knows. A legend of a Princess, the Demon Lord who kidnapped her, and the Knight who fought to save her.
The Demon Lord had kidnapped the Princess countless times, but every time the Knight bested his challenges and rescued the Princess.
No matter what tricks and ploys the Demon Lord used, the Knight would always triumph in the end. This was because--
The world tilts on its axis one last time, and the dream slips from your mind as easily as it arrived. A new voice intrudes on your sleep.
"Next stop: Academy Main Entrance. This tramline terminates here; all change. Next stop: Academy Main Entrance. All change."
Sunlight streams through the windows of the long carriage, making the seats almost uncomfortably warm beneath its sleeping passengers. The air is muggy and thick, the atmosphere relaxing. Almost too relaxing; the warmth and the silence make it difficult to immediately muster any kind of reaction or thought. Your nausea settles, slowly. The last of the dream fades.
"We have arrived at Utopia. Repeat, we have arrived at Utopia Academy. Could all passengers please leave the tram, as it is terminating here."
-I remember now. It's a simple story that everyone knows. A legend of a Princess, the Demon Lord who kidnapped her, and the Knight who fought to save her.
The Demon Lord had kidnapped the Princess countless times, but every time the Knight bested his challenges and rescued the Princess.
No matter what tricks and ploys the Demon Lord used, the Knight would always triumph in the end. This was because--
The world tilts on its axis one last time, and the dream slips from your mind as easily as it arrived. A new voice intrudes on your sleep.
"Next stop: Academy Main Entrance. This tramline terminates here; all change. Next stop: Academy Main Entrance. All change."
Sunlight streams through the windows of the long carriage, making the seats almost uncomfortably warm beneath its sleeping passengers. The air is muggy and thick, the atmosphere relaxing. Almost too relaxing; the warmth and the silence make it difficult to immediately muster any kind of reaction or thought. Your nausea settles, slowly. The last of the dream fades.
"We have arrived at Utopia. Repeat, we have arrived at Utopia Academy. Could all passengers please leave the tram, as it is terminating here."
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At Reiko's outburst, Tougyu's head tilted just a touch, making his look seem even more detached and perversely wrong. She seemed to be telling the truth, but then again, he was hardly a good judge of that. After a moment he finally spoke again, this time in a slightly more offended tone. Her demanding voice was starting to grate on his nerves.
"Nothing." And that was the honest truth. He didn't know anything and he doubted El would have done anything either. Not by doing it to him too without the faintest of hints. When it came to El dealing with Tougyu, the mastermind generally took the more direct route.
After all, simple tools required simple orders.
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Someone who wasn't Tougyu. She didn't really want to talk to Tougyu.
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Falling in step behind her with his hands tucked into his pockets, the SC member watched her back as they marched down the aisles. It was a long moment before he finally murmured something, partially to himself.
"Iwahijiri."
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This was a public place, though. He couldn't do anything. There was no way.
"...Iwahijiri did this?"
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Quite the contrary, actually. A little bubble of long forgotten hope swelled up within him. Hope that maybe they'd been transferred to a facility. The same facility Shishido-senpai had been taken to. That maybe he could see her again and apologize for...
His steps faltered before he stopped altogether looking befuddled. "For...?"
He'd failed to protect her, to stand by her side when she needed him. In the end, he had beaten her because he... he'd wanted to... what? Why had he beaten her?
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"Sounds about right," she said cautiously. "For..."
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"I don't remember." And then he glanced ahead, past her shoulder before turning partially to glance in the direction they'd come from. "I don't remember getting onto this train either. Maybe I was drugged." He mumbled quietly, mostly to himself. He didn't bother asking Reiko if she remembered, partially because he already figured she hadn't from her earlier questions, and partially because he wasn't supposed to care about her.
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"I'm going." Leaving without saying anything would be rude. But she didn't want to say anything more. She turned to continue down the aisle, looking for someone else she would know -- someone she wanted to see.
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So, he trailed after the fiery girl without complaint, all the while murmuring softly to himself under his breath in thought. If he realized he was saying his words aloud, he gave no notice of it.
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"Hey, um--" Wait, who was that behind her? She paused mid-greeting, and leaned around her, "Huh, Tougyu?" The name came as easily as the others were impossible, which would have been huge news if she wasn't so startled. "You're awake!" And back to her princess, "He's awake?"
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There was something odd about the way Sora had phrased her words, but there was something odd about all of this, so whatever. "A-apparently. What do you mean, 'I'm' awake? I..."
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And perhaps he truly was. It simply wasn't natural, the way she'd so easily seen through his facade in a matter of minutes. Especially when Hiyo, Mitarai, Sumita... all of them had been fooled. No, there was something eerily special about Himoto Sora.
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"Ah, that's right," she took her princess's other hand, so they were facing each other squarely, "I, um. Something's a little weird right now, and I can't remember... That is, so far Tougyu is the only-" She dropped her head, feeling a new surge of guilt, then lifted her gaze to the other girl's eyes and managed, "What's your name?"
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She was actually a little hurt, not that she would admit it. Especially not in front of Tougyu.
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Tilting his head slightly and giving Sora a befuddled look, Tougyu actually spoke up in a quiet, curious voice.
"You can't remember?"
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Sora shook her head; the name she'd just relearned slipped from her mind; and she realised the second. Helplessly, she stared at the girl. Ra... Did it begin with R? She remembered saying something like that a few seconds ago. "I can remember yours," she said, to Tougyu. "Is it just... girls?"
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But even as she said it, something failed to click in her head. Sora had rescued her from Tougyu, she knew that in an academic sort of way, but... she didn't remember anything about it. How had Sora done that? It shouldn't have even been possible with the restrictions El had put on Tougyu...
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It was the same kind of guilt he was feeling for not knowing why he'd hurt his senpai. Not knowing why he'd brutalized her to the point she...
"Or you were forgotten because you're a deceitful bitch."
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She pulled her hands away from Sora and crossed her arms. "Let's get off this stupid train and find some answers, Sora." Do note that only one person was invited.
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So he stood there, blinking his wide, sleepless eyes at them and contemplated just going off on his own. It wouldn't be too bad and besides, he had something to do. Something... he couldn't remember. Something that was very important but was clouded in a hazy fog he couldn't break through.
This is starting to piss me off. Tougyu thought absently as he made a noise of irritation.