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The two walked.

The wind blew softly- not enough to get the heat off him, but just enough to feel soft and cool. And today, he wore a hoodie yet again.

Regardless of the weather, he could be frequently seen wearing a hoodie. He matched the thickness of his clothes with the weather, but it was reasonable for one to question whether he only wore hoodies.

It was a matter of simple preference, really.

Of course, that didn't mean he only had the exact same clothes containing minimal variations. Button-downs to simple t-shirts, he actually wore quite the variety when others wanted to meet him, even if that variety itself was simplistic. But he wore hoodies because it reminded him of days he took easily, and the time that followed his childhood, marching together with simple little thoughts.

The bright sun.

A hoodie and training pants.

And a breeze that was neither excessive nor inadequate.

It felt like any other day- a normal day, like many others.

For a moment, Bang wondered if the simplicity could continue. He lived pursuing small dreams that, while he wasn't the best at, he certainly did want to see the finish line for. If those dreams were the only things he should worry about, just as he had only up to a day before, then keeping simplicity would certainly be fine. Because as obvious as his dreams were, he would do quite a lot to protect them.

But simplicity wouldn't cut it if things didn't remain simple. He realized that the moment things got complicated.

As the two walked, [b]"Shion"[/b] asked if he had an esper ability. Glancing at her, he grew curious of her own curiosity for a moment, before cutting off that curiosity. She helped him, so he should answer honestly. Making things seem grander on scale through exaggerations or lying would be more of a disappointing thing for Shion rather than giving her low expectations.

He... understood the appeal of making things seem grander, as one who aspires to be an author. He really did!

But the prospect of him bragging about something rather visceral didn't seem to fit him. He wasn't sure about her, though.

[color=82ca9d]"I'm not an Esper,"[/color] he answered, his tone remaining in the middle ground of being idle and relaxed. [color=82ca9d]"Though, if I were, I probably wouldn't have been hurt as much."[/color]

It was true.

He wasn't an Esper- and now that he thought about it, the likelihood of more Espers being at the scene with him rather than people like him seemed more likely than vice versa. He couldn't put his finger on it, though.

What concerned him more was the thought of being an Esper in the first place.

[color=82ca9d][i]I'm not an Esper,[/i][/color] he repeated to himself as he turned back to the road in front of him.

Espers were on an entirely different level from those without Esper abilities. That was a fact, and even he knew not to test fate by even thinking about bothering Espers about their abilities often. He felt it as not a student, but as a person in Academy City.

Quite frankly, he still didn't want to think hard about becoming an Esper. But...

At this point, the fact that he wasn't an Esper resounded in him uncomfortably. He cared very much about his life, and preferred not to end up like the corpse he came across- and that corpse was most definitely the work of an Esper, too.

He wasn't an Esper.

The thought of it made him reconsider his position in the small number of events that could have significantly influenced his life.

As the supermarket that happened to be in the direction of his jogging route between District 7 and District 15 slowly began to appear in their path, Bang glanced at Shion, a curious thought entering him.

[color=82ca9d]"Are you an Esper?"[/color] He asked, his idle tone having a bit of curiosity in it.

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