[@Zobozun]

[B][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GsHoDndFkA0]Sasori and Co. Investigations[/url][/b]

"You're [i]Hoshizora Aiko[/i], right?"

The words, despite expectations, did not come from anywhere within the detective agency itself. In fact, the decidedly-feminine voice had originated from the aforementioned teenaged girl's right. If she were to rapidly turn around to address the source, she would be exposed to a rather casual-seeming young woman of indeterminate age, one who was wearing a crimson button-up shirt and a jet black necktie, the shade of which was shared by her trousers and dress shoes. Given her semi-formal attire, she appeared to be likely related to the agency in some manner, especially given the timing of her appearance and her almost professional-seeming aura.

Almost.

The mane of shockingly neon pink hair, barely tied back into a giant ponytail by a bright, sunny-shaded ribbon, was not something that was common to most people in suburban areas, particularly suburban areas in a nation-state where 98.5% of the population shared highly similar phenotypes. It was the first irregularity to any image of professionalism this woman could have wished to convey. The second, on the other hand ...

She was carrying a box. A box that clearly displayed the image of a new coffeemaker. The fully-automatic '[url=http://www.delonghi.com/en-au/products/coffee/coffee-makers/fully-automatic-coffee-machines/magnifica-s-ecam-22110sb-0132213052-x]DeLonghi MAGNIFICA S ECAM 22.110.SB[/url]' with aroma saving cover, to be more precise. A pricey machine, albeit one that provided enough bang for its buck, as long as oily beans were not used.

"Apologies for the mess," she continued, hefting the box under the shoulder of her left arm as she turned and held her right hand out for a handshake. "Some mysterious force caused the original coffeemaker to malfunction."

Hence the sordid state of Sasori and Co. Investigations, and the woman's blood-red eyes seemed to dare Aiko to accuse her of being the one responsible.

"Nice to meet you."

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[@Krayzikk] [@Plank Sinatra] [@Conflagration]

[b][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N3AgvfrDhEI]Act (a) - Super Robot Wars[/url][/b]

A trail of pink jetted across the expanse between Kimiko and the lead legionnaire of the sixty-four-strong group of machines. Time seemed to almost slow as it took note of the projectile, golden optics flickering as it attempted to turn away and avoid the attack. However, given its general lack of mobility, the shot struck true, locking the machine in its motion and bringing it to a shuddering halt, even as the rest of its compatriots continued to advance through the golden fog, intent on combating Daisuke, Kimiko and Katsu. It no longer seemed to glow. The sickly yellow was gone from its eyes. It was off.

Then it rebooted, glow returning ... only now tinged with green and pink love hearts.

Blue blared from the machine, and it started moving again. Yet instead of rejoining the formation, it instead turned to face one of its compatriots ... and set it aflame. The receptacle in which it stored its warm pizzas had opened up, and a gout of white-hot fire, blinding to the eyes, burst out, engulfing the its brother bot. Screaming whirs echoed through the fog, but three seconds later, a charred, blackened delivery machine had been shut down.

Kimiko's Marin Karin had successfully taken control of one of the robots.

Elsewhere, the unit that Daisuke had been trying and failing to break apart prior to his summoning began to drive forth at a frighteningly rapid speed, seeking to 'tackle' and crush the boy's legs beneath its wheels. Two more of its compatriots were of directive, as they moved to flank him, shooting off their own balls of fire towards him.

They had tagged him as the main threat.

The crowd had fled or were in the process of fleeing.

Only Daisuke, Kimiko and Katsu seemed to stand firm in the face of the danger.