Chapter 27: Episode 25

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"The illusive cat dances upon the line of Worlds

The black dog follows closely behind, its eyes ever vigilant

Together, they elude the gaze of the Almighty

Besides them myriad of parasites awaiting orders from where the morning sun meets the zenith of humans' creations

Look there and you shall find the two invaders

But take heed, lest your life is forfeited

Or your freedom shackled to their wills."

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I stirred from my slumber.

Angra Mainyu's voice still echoing in my head as I rolled on my stomach. This felt horrible. Now, I had had my fair share of hangovers over the years, but this? This was a hundred times worse than those. Hangover left you dizzy and nausea, it didn't make your muscles seize in place as though you had exercised all night and downed a dozen or more cups of black coffee, plus red bull in addition to that. I fell off the bed, nearly lurching whatever little there was left in my stomach. My head was covered in cold-sweats that dripped down, burning my eyes as I shakily got to my feet.

"Oh Gods… This is the worst." I could barely keep myself up and about, dragging my feet towards the bathroom. I needed a splash of cold-water, and definitely a gargle to wash off this horrendous after-taste.

Once I was done with refreshing, I wiped the droplets from my face and looked at my reflection. There was no need to mention how wretched my appearance was, but at least I was in clean clothes, which was weird since I did mot remember putting on this set… And whatever happened to the one I was wearing anyways? Did someone change it while I was unconscious? I doubted it was Okamoto– That girl was meek to do something so daring. Shibata would consider it too inappropriate to even consider it, so that left me with Bakugou.

"Did that guy really do it?" I wondered out loud. Honestly, I didn't mind. I had gone to mandatory military service after all, it was just a month, but I was used to being seen naked thanks to the public bathroom. What's surprising was the fact that Bakugou would do something nice for me… Cone to think of it, didn't he carry me back? I distinctively remember being piggybacked by someone before passing out, that and tufts of spiky blonde hair poking at my face and nose. Huh, I supposed it's not that unexpected, Katsuki Bakugou's entire character was defined by his desire to be the No.1 Hero after all.

"I will have to thank him." What? I wasn't ungrateful, he could have just dumped me on the bed and vacated the area, that's what I'd have done, but he chose to aid me instead of leaving me in my own waste– That's something I could respect. If only he wasn't that big of an ass, we would have been fast friends. I made for the living room to find the group, and managed to find Okamoto who was making toasted, butter breads and something fried. "Hi there–" The girl jumped at the sound of my voice, raising her spatula defensively. "L- Leo-san! You sacred me."

"Sorry 'bout that." I sat next to her, continuing. "How long was I out?"

The girl hummed, then her mouth shot open as she shouted. "Leo-san, you are awake!" … It's truly a miracle that this girl wasn't taken out by Ragnarok, what with her terrible situational awareness and all. "Yes, I'm up, can you tell me how long I was out?" The girl shook the kitchen tool excitedly. "Y- You have been unconscious for nearly two days now, we were getting worried, but Sasaki-sama came and said you were fine, just needed to sleep through whatever was happening to you." My gaze searched around the room, locking onto the coffee maker three feet away.

Damn was I tempted to knock one down. Frankly, at this point, drinking coffee was more a habit than anything else, but I had a feeling it wouldn't help my situation so I ruthlessly stomped on the urge. "Did something happen in the time I was out, Okamoto-chan?" The girl happily returned to her food as she spoke, all while humming a tune in her throat. "Nothing much, we hit another of Ragnarok's base and managed to come out unscathed." She paused, putting her finger to her lips innocently. "Although, it was a whole lot messier without you to deactivate the Bounded- Bounded…"

"Bounded Fields?" She smiled radiantly at me. "Ah, that's it!" So I was out for that long, huh? "Can you please call Sasaki for me? I think I have possible news about the Mages behind Ragnarok. I'd call him myself, but as you can see–" I pointed at my wretched appearance. "I'm kinda tired." Angra Mainyu had better not lie to me. "W- What? B- But you were unconscious, how would that–?" I interrupted politely, scrubbing my face. "Magic." Okamoto repeated quizzically. "Magic?" I nodded. "Magic, Okamoto-chan." – "Okie-dokie, I'll call Sasaki-sama after I'm done with breakfast."

"Thank you, Okamoto-chan and, uhmm… I apologize for the trouble." She turned to me with a brilliant smile. "Don't worry, I'm happy to help." Half an hour later, breakfast was done. I'd offer my help, but I was still nourishing a killer-headache and I didn't know a thing about cooking. Best I could do was set up a rice cooker and maybe make omelets. It didn't take long for the other two to crawl out of their rooms, Bakugou was in a black tank top, while Shibata wore a pink pajama. Gonna be honest, that's not what I'd expect from her. "You're awake?" She took the seat next to me, Bakugou the opposite.

"You feeling alright?" I shook my head. "No, not really, but I'll get better."

"Don't worry, it happens to everyone, I puked my guts out the first time too, even Bakugou–" The blonde growled. "Shut it, Eri… And you," He scowled at me. "Don't pretend you're some tough shit if you're gonna faint the moment you kill someone." I groaned. "Okay. Firstly, that's not why I fainted, it was Magecraft-related reasons. Secondly, I'm way too tired to get in an argument with you today, and lastly, thank you for helping me change my clothes." The boy seemed startled at my sincere thanks and inclined after a second of thoughts.

"Don't expect me to help you next time." – "I know, that wouldn't happen again." Shibata cooed at us from the side. "Aw! Get the camera Chika, they're bonding."

"I'm in a good mood, but DON'T push it, Eri." Bakugou sent a threatening look at the girl. "Well, then you will be happier to know I got a lead on our mysterious Mages…" Gods, I was trying to defuse a situation– Me, what had the World come to. "And before any of you ask, all I have to say is 'Magic'." Shibata chuckled as she sipped on her coffee. "So you're telling me that in addition to being a Magus, you are also a seer?" Well, with [Future Calculation], I might as well be one… "I am sort of a seer, but that isn't it. More like I made a deal with an Ancient Evil Spirit made up of sacrificed children thousands of years ago in exchange for a riddle that will tell us where they are when solved."

… "Nice joke, Leo-san. You almost got me there." I chuckled along. 'Hah, if only they knew.'

"Mind telling us this riddle?" I didn't mind, but I'd rather Sasaki was here so we could coordinate an attack that would simultaneously destroy all of Ragnarok at once. Without the Mages directing them, the thugs would be easy-picking for Kiyoshi, then I could end this once and for all. I told them so, and surprisingly enough, they all agreed, even Bakugou. "Alright, here's your breakfast, Leo-san." I threw Okamoto a tired, yet thankful bob as I dug in. Now, I didn't know if it was because I was starving, or Okamoto was just that good, but her toasted breads, coupled with the omelets were amazing.

The outside was a crispy golden-brown, contrary to its inside, which was soft, moist and sparkling. I'd be the first to admit I ate like a pig, whatever little decorum and manner I had left to scatter to the four winds. "Slow down, Leo-san… The food is not going anywhere." Shibata said, looking every bit disgusted as she likely was feeling from the sight of me. "Give me a break– Cough– I haven't eaten anything two days already." She muttered back. "That's still no excuse to act like an animal." I raised a challenging eyebrow, then looked at Bakugou, whose eating habits were at least two margins worse than mine.

"He's Bakugou, I'd find it weird if he doesn't eat like it's his last ever meal." That's… Eh, fair enough. "If you two fools have so much time to converse, why not finish the meal so we can talk business?!" Bakugou set down his plate, having shoveled the rest in his mouth mere moments prior. "D- Don't speak with a mouthful of food, Katsuki-san! You will–" Okamoto hadn't even finished when the blonde clutched his throat, face flushed as he choked on the bread. "Katsuki-san?!" I sighed, getting to my feet and slapped him harshly over the back. "There–"

The blonde coughed out a piece of mashed and soggy bread. "That's disgusting." Shibata's assessment wasn't wrong. It was rather distasteful. Thankfully, the rest of our morning routine after passed by peacefully with no further interruption.

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"Let's start from the first two lines then." I nodded at Sasaki, who had arrived just thirty minutes ago. "I think it's pretty obvious, there are two Mages backing Ragnarok… The way they are described is quite particular too, the cat and the dog. Illusive here can mean a lot of things, it can either refer to them avoiding detection the this supposed 'Almighty', or it can refer to an Illusion-oriented House." Sasaki continued. "If we follow the second meaning, dogs are usually bigger than cats, meaning the black dog could be more physically capable than the cat, but less talented in Magic?"

"The cat should be the one behind all this and the dog its bodyguard, but who is the Almighty?"

"It should be the Barthomeloi…" I replied curtly, continuing with my explanation once I saw the confused looks I was receiving. "There's this thing called Sorcery Trait, there are three types, the first and most common is Enhancement, which as you have probably guessed, enhance a Magus' Magecraft in some ways, sometimes even letting Mages skip the entire thaumaturgical process altogether–" Like the Einzbern and their bullshit Wish-Granting Trait. "The second is Manifestation, often found in descendants of the Gods or other Phantasmal Species." The Fraga was a good example of this. "Everything else falls into the Extra Traits category.

The Barthomeloi's is named Almighty, nobody knows how it really operates, but apparently it's the reason they have managed to hold on strong to their title for thousands of years. According to older researchers, the Almighty acts like magnifier to their Spellcasting to the point even a normally useless Spell can become a force of absolute devastation. It's for this very reason Sorcery Traits are treasured as much as our House Crests themselves."

"That's cool and all, but how is that important to the discussion at all, stupid kid." Bakugou grumbled, sprawling over the table like a bored child. "It's important because it means they are not here under the Queen's orders, if they were, our chances of victory would be close to none." Although I was confident in my capability, I wasn't delusional. Lorelei Barthomeloi was someone said to hunt Apostles for sport, and if my memory hadn't failed me, she also butted heads with Zelretch constantly, she would obliterate me as I was with a blink. Even Kotomine ain't shit compared to that crazy woman.

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"Other than the Barthomeloi, I don't think there is any other House too interested in the Martial World, it's safe to say they are here without the support of the Clock Tower." Sasaki tapped his fingers absentmindedly, finally speaking after moments of thoughts. "Then we don't have to worry about any repercussion or reinforcement. As long as we manage to hold back the rest of Ragnarok, you four will have an opportunity to take down the Mages, but if that truly is the case, can't we contact the Tower and demand they reign in their Mages?"

I shook slowly, the thought did cross my mind at first, sadly... "It doesn't work that way, the Barthomeloi doesn't have ground to punish them for being here and working with Martial Artists. The peace contract was based specifically said the two Worlds can't get involved with political disputes, not that we can't work with each other. They can always claim to supply weapons and only weapons, nothing else. We don't have any evidence to use against them. Hell, we don't even know who our mystery Mages are. At most the Queen can make things harder for the Mages with her influence. Unfortunately, that will also mean we are indebted to their House, which I don't recommend.

Overall, the pros just don't outweigh the cons."

Sasaki sighed. "Well, that's one idea out the windows… Let's get back to the riddle then."

"Parasites are easy enough, it likely refers to their underlings, but what I'm unsure of is the next part... 'From where the morning sun touched the zenith of humans' creations', what's that supposed to mean?" Shibata questioned from the side. "The sun here is important, I think?" I scratched my head. "It's specified to be the 'morning sun', so they should in the Eastern district, but 'zenith of humans' creations' could mean literally anything. It can refer to the technological advancement made in the last decade, or–" Bakugou snorted loudly stopping me in my track. "How dumb are you? It's clearly a skyscraper."

As if in sync, both Sasaki and I turned towards the idle blonde, gesturing for him to explain. "When you truly think about it, the single most impressive thing humans have created isn't a weapon, or a singular object, but buildings and zenith can also mean height. A skyscraper satisfies both: It's made by humans, meets with the morning sun and it's tall." That… That made sense! Nice job, Bakugou! "Does anyone know which is the tallest skyscraper in the Eastern district?" Okamoto jumped excitedly up and down at the sound of that– Frankly, it was distracting.

"Oh, oh! I know, I know! It's the HITC Tower– A 100-story tall building. The lowest floor is full of delicious restaurants, let's go there sometimes!" Shibata clicked her tongue, a jealous, yet irritated smile plastered on her face. "Guess we know where all your paychecks have gone to–" Her eyes narrowed dangerously, sight trained on brown-haired girl's bust. "And you don't even have to be afraid of getting fat either…" I had no idea why she was jealous, since hers was already at a respectable double D, but I supposed that was nothing compared the enormous pair of G-cup  fleshy orbs on Okamoto's chest.

'How does she even walk upright with those things?' No, no, that was an actual question. How? They should have thrown her completely off balance just from the sheer size! Let alone walk, even standing would be a pain. The fact that she was quite adept in her Art, in spite of the… Disadvantages in both body and mind was a testament to her talents. Noticing our– Shibata's gaze and mine on her bust, still jiggling from her prior acts, Okamoto silently lowered her head, face crimson with embarrassment. "While this is certainly amusing to watch, I must insist that we return to matters at hands."

"Right, my apology, Sasaki-sama." Shibata muttered beneath her breaths. "But we can't ignore the possibility that the Mages might have chosen a different place… I'll have people verify the information after this." I had a feeling Sasaki was addressing me, but I ignored their conversation, opting to focus on [Future Calculation] instead. 'What are the odds of the Mages staying in HITC Tower?' – 91.8%. So it's basically guaranteed that their main Headquarter was the Tower then. "No, it's the HITC Tower, I'm ninety percent sure."

That gave them all pause, while Sasaki sent me a questioning look, to which I shrugged in response. "I'm a seer." He undoubtedly expected me to explain further, but I didn't fully trust them just yet, not nearly enough for me to spill my secrets anyways. Although, I suspected Sasaki was already connecting the dots in his head. "I see… Then we should strike while the iron is hot. I'll try to confuse their spies and mobilize our forces as fast as I can, meanwhile you bunch prepare whatever you need. Your roles are the most important, so any expenses will be paid for by Kiyoshi.

As for you, Leo-san–" The man looked at me, expression as stoic as ever. "I've created a bank account on your behalf, the payment for the assault is already inside, here's the paperwork, please check to see if there's anything wrong." I received the clear bag with a thankful nod. "I've also considered your… Position, it would be weird for a child to have a black card, so I've contacted the executives ahead of time. If you have any trouble withdrawing money, just tell the manager the code I've included in the paperwork and they won't bother you anymore."

Damn, fast and efficient. This man was making me feel inadequate over here. "Thank you, Sasaki-san." He waved off my gratitude with a chuckle. "There's no need, it's what I ought to do, Leo-san. I assume you will participate in the assault?" I bobbed my head in agreement, knowing well Sasaki was merely asking out of politeness. "Then the same goes for you, Leo-san. Any expense you may have will be fully paid for by Kiyoshi, we will pay fifty-millions yen once it's done and five favors will be owed, favors you can cash in at any moment you like, as long as it's not harmful to our interest."

He fixed his suit as he got up. "Is that fine, Leo-san?" – "That's more than fine… If anything, it's much more than I expected to be honest." I replied earnestly. That's almost four-hundred thousands USD and five, five unnamed favors from an entire organization with relatively high political influence in both the Martial and Mundane World to be called in at any given time, all for taking part in the murder of two Mages I already had beef with? That's a steal no matter which angle you looked at it. If I were to guess, he's doing this in order to tie me– An unaffiliated Hedge Magus further to Kiyoshi.

It's quite devious of him really, it might seem like he was handing free shits to me, but in truth, the more I received, the more I was obligated to help them should they ever need it in the future. In layman term, he was trying to instill a sense of loyalty and belonging in me. In fact, I doubted he would have offered other Heirs and Heiresses the same benefits, simply because they had training from their parents and wouldn't be as easy to impress, but I was different. I was an orphan being raised by a priest and a woman who at first glance, while clearly Supernatural, didn't appear to be someone of importance.

"This might be nothing more than a quest for vengeance to you, but it is a matter of life and death for Kiyoshi, it's only natural that we repay you accordingly. Besides, if your information is proven true, then you have basically handed us victory on a silver plate…" He wasn't wrong. Again, Ragnarok was a ragtag group, they weren't even worth being called an actual organization, simply due to how ridiculously disorganized they were. Without the Mages to hold the reign, they would either tear into each other in a desperate grab for power, crumble under the pressure of other Sects and Schools, or dissolve like a wet piece of toilet paper.

"When do we start?" I wasn't going to lie, I was eager to get my hands around the Mages' throats. It would surely be satisfying to choke the life our of them. "Not today, I'm afraid." He set down several blocky phones rather similar to the one I lost during the Hunt. "This will help us coordinate better." Bakugou's group didn't waste any time and quickly grabbed the equipment, I too took the phone closest to me.

"How do you plan on mobilizing your troops without alerting the Mages?" I questioned, curious as to what Sasaki might be planning. He smirked at me, glasses flashing menacingly as his face turned serious. "There are reports of Ragnarok preparing for a full invasion! We must mobilize our forces as soon as possible!" That… That's some damned good acting right there. "You want to trick the spies into thinking you were given false tips?" The man smiled. "Indeed, it shouldn't be too hard, by the time they realized they have been had, it will have been too late."

"How long will it take?" Sasaki frowned, deep in thoughts. "About three days, five days max… In the meantime–" He glanced at Okamoto, who was gleefully opening a bag of chips. "Chika!" She immediately dropped her snack, clumsily getting in a more upright position. "Y- Yes, Sasaki-sama?"

"You are familiar with the layout of that Tower, so you will be responsible for scouting ahead. I doubt the Mages will live in the rented lower floors, but keep an eye out for anything suspicious." Next, he turned to Shibata. "Eri, you accompany her and make sure she doesn't mess things up." Bakugou opened to say something, but he was abruptly cut off before he could even start. "And you– Katsuki Bakugou…" Damn, full name? Shit just got real. "You will remain here, you are too high-profile to send on a scouting mission, having you there will only impede their progress?"

Despite his visible irritation, Bakugou didn't argue. So that's how Sasaki dealt with him, firm but not outright rude and insulting. "Good to know." I muttered beneath my breath. "Then I suppose our meeting ends here, I'll contact you guys once everything is set." He addressed the group and then me. "Again, thank you for your assistance, Leo-san. I'm sure cooperating with complete strangers, especially one as eccentric as Katsuki must have been quite challenging." I shrugged. "Eh, it could have been worse." I had worked with worse. We both disregarded the fuming blonde as we traded pleasantries. "I'm afraid I must leave now… Until next time."

"See you later, Sasaki-san."

""Bye-bye/Take care, Sasaki-sama."" Only Bakugou refused to say anything, instead choosing to send the man a curt nod. Once he left, our group dispersed with each of us getting back to our rooms, new phones in hands. 'Guess it's time to call Rin then…' S'pose it was high time I got this over with. No doubt she would scream my ears bleeding, probably for running off on a one-man quest for vengeance, but it's still better than being physically assaulted by the tsundere. Although she wasn't so angry that often, when she was, Rin could be a straight beast.

Better to call her now and let her simmer down than to wait for later. "Here goes nothing…"

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Rin Tohsaka had been roused from her sleep by the gentle scent of roses and wine, feeling nearly as bad as she did when she escaped the mad Contractor to Caster of the Fourth War. It's moments like these that truly made her despise the weakness of her body. She was a genius, the sole heiress to the Tohsaka, she was supposed to be beyond this! But she wasn't. Regardless of her status, the fact remained that she was still a child. Being the ambient energy of Gaia, Mana was harmful to humans, even Mages by nature and in spite of her superiority as a Magus, she couldn't just ignore the laws that governed Earth.

'Unlike a certain someone!' She vehemently thought to herself, the aching of her nerves temporarily forgotten and buried underneath her indignation. Life wasn't fair, she understood this well, having witnessed plenty of unfairness despite her youthfulness, yet that did not make it any less sore knowing a boy who had just recently joined the Moonlit World was capable of ignoring the laws that, realistically, should have affected him as well. "You're awake, mongrel." Rin would be first to admit that she wasn't a cautious person. In fact, she was very prone to making mistakes that she likely she shouldn't given her upbringing.

But not noticing a blonde bombshell standing right next to her? That had got to take the cake. "Y- You are–?!" Despite her best effort, Rin stammered as she took in the Queen's glorious form.

"Good." As thought not hearing Rin, the Queen picked her by the scruff of her neck, or rather her shirt collar. "W- What?!" She couldn't even begin to comprehend what was happening anymore. Why was she being held like a stray cat by this Ancient Hero? Where was she bringing her? Rin didn't know, and the haze lingering over her head wasn't helping either. Thus, she did what any disgruntled girl would do in her situation and shouted at the resurrected Spirit, all while struggling to get away from her firm grasp. "Y- You! Unhand me this instance!"

Gilgamesh peered at her ominously, but that didn't stop her tantrum. If anything, it only increased her resistance. "Let go!" Surprisingly enough, that seemed to stun the Queen and her grip slackened. Not a second later, Rin found herself unceremoniously dropped to the cold floor as something that resembled a shriek and girlish scream tore its way out her throat. She fell on all fours, barely managing to arrest her momentum. "What's wrong with you?!" She scowled at her late father's former Servant, any and all bits of respect and fear now completely gone.

"Feisty." Said Queen titled her neck and Rin couldn't help but admire her perfection. Rin was very much aware of her own beauty, something she took advantage regularly in her daily life, but Gilgamesh wasn't simply pretty, nor was she just beautiful. She was Otherworldly. "You're better, much better than your useless father… It's no wonder Leonis likes you." Now that, that managed to snap Rin out of her almost hypnotized state. "Leo! Where is he?!"

She tried to stand up, keyword here being 'tried'. Her Circuits and nerves ached and throbbed with searing pain, like someone had injected her with molten lead. Seeing her miserable form kneeling on the floor, the Queen finally took pity and once again picked her up, gentler than before and this time, she was no longer carrying Rin like a dirty, unwanted stray, but the young lady that she was, head resting on the Queen's bosom. "He has taken on an… Insect extermination mission–" Rin didn't need to ask to know what the Queen meant, the uncaring and outright cruel touch in her voice was telling enough.

"He… He's off dealing with the Martial Artists?"

"Indeed–" The Queen looked at her, her piercing gaze seeming amused. "Are you perhaps worried, mongrel?" Rin didn't reply as her fingers clamp down on the woman's soft flesh. "No–" Rin growled, anger ripping through the pain. "I'm ANGRY THAT THE BLOODY IDIOT WENT OFF ON HIS OWN AGAIN!" She didn't get it, what was he trying to prove? While the Tohsaka didn't have much influence in the Clock Tower, an attack on a Second Owner was tantamount to attacking the Tower itself. They could have easily left this mess to the Tower to deal with.

Instead he was out there, fighting Gods knew who in order to avenge, protect her? 'What's the point, you idiot!' Rin didn't require protection! Nor did she need someone to take offense for her! She was totally capable of doing so on her own, and yet… She couldn't quite contain the traitorous burst of happiness that kept threatening to rise above her anger. "Where are you taking me?" Finally, after a few short seconds of silence, Rin asked. "He should be calling to check on you right about now–" Such was her reply, a knowing plastered on her perfect features as continued. "– You wouldn't want to miss that, would you?"

Rin blushed, face bright as the Queen laughed. "And- And how would you know that?! It's not like you can know the future!" The Queen didn't answer, merely smiling mysteriously at her. 'The nerves of her!' The residential tsundere harrumphed in her mind, head spinning around to hide her blush. "Leonis can hide his actions and nature from my gaze, but his ability does extend to his belongings." At the possible mention of Leo's Game, Rin stiffened up in the Queen's arms, which resulted in her being stared at like a rare specimen. "You, he told you." She wasn't asking, she was confirming.

"I see, so he trusts you that much? Interesting, little mongrel…" The tsundere didn't dare look in Gilgamesh's eyes for fear of accidentally giving something up. Thankfully, the Golden Queen did not try to pry either. "Do not worry, this Majesty doesn't have a hobby of interrogating children. He will tell me when he is ready." That sentence made both relief and a small, tiny-teeny dash of jealousy spark up in the tsundere. This was their secret– Hers and Leo's. It was irrational to think so, but she couldn't help it. The very thought of Leo telling anyone else made Rin uncomfortable.

Fortunately, they reached their destination– The only desk phone in the entire Church before Gilgamesh could uncover more of Rin's feelings. It was then that, just as she had foretold, the phone rang– Its incessant ringing ruthlessly tearing at the quietness. Rin almost couldn't stop herself from racing towards the phone, almost. "– Gil, is Rin awake yet?" It was flattering being the first thing mentioned by Leo, but the tsundere reigned in her joy as quickly as it came. "Leo! You'd better bring your ass back here right this instance!" For the next few moments, the boy did not reply, Rin even thought he had hung up after hearing her voice, but… "– Shit, how are you Rin-sensei?"

"I heard that!"

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