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[sub]Also starring: [@Krayzikk] as the Meat Hunk, [@Write] as the Yuri Route, [@Kafka Komedy] as Okama-kun, and [@Crimmy] as the Father Figure[/sub]
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Kimiko blew out a quiet breath, hopefully to try and exhale some patience directly into the soul of her little kouhai. It was clear that he'd stopped believing this was a prank, which was both super helpful to their current task and kind of disappointing. Kimiko liked the idea that she was industrious enough to make all that weird stuff happen with demons, pizza robots, and the cops just to trap some little first-year in her latest bizarre gambit. If that were the case, she would be ruling the world by first year of uni.

[color=00a651]"So let's take it from the top, yeah, Kazou-kun?"[/color] she began, slapping her knuckles into the palm of her other hand. She was chewing on some of DRU's excellently reheated food in thought, French fry dangling from her mouth like an unlit Lucky Strike. [color=00a651]"Yesterday afternoon, Daisuke-kun and I are walking home from classes and talking about our after-school activities when a transport truck crashes, right where we passed by on our way here. There's fire, there's a crowd, it's a really big incident. Only instead of any survivors, out roll at least five dozen pizza bots--"[/color]

She knocked cautiously on the top of the DRU she was sitting on.

[color=00a651]"--exactly like this. Only they weren't themselves - or rather, they weren't what you see now. Their eyes were golden, instead of this cute little LED blue, and not an LED gold either. They were thralls to something."[/color] She pointed at the disgusting creature that Sasori had unveiled a moment prior, mouth quirked in disgust and slight unease. [color=00a651]"That thing, to be precise. When I fought my way to the truck on DRU's back, that thing was inside, in the middle of this thick golden fog everywhere. I gave it a haymaker, cold clocked it, stomped it right to death, and all the pizza bots fell apart except for mine. That's almost exactly where we met Sasori-san, Hitomi-chan, and Cali-senpai. I was planning on coming here after my meal this morning and following things up from there, so I guess it's a good thing we all ran into each other while refueling our stomachs, huh?"[/color]

Her eyes slid to the detective before cutting back to Kazou cautiously. She had left out one vital part of the story, but as much as Kimiko may have adopted a leadership role among the group of kids, Sasori was an adult - and had been following this whole weird affair a lot longer than her. So her unspoken message to Sasori was a clear question:

[color=00a651][i]Should we cut him in on the big stuff?[/i][/color]