"Your father is just worried about you, Ayo."

The sentiment may as well been another random voice in the Shibuya crowd for all the good it did. Ayo Suematsu was occupied on her phone, scrolling through an endless news page for no reason besides appearing busy - too busy to respond to whatever her bodyguard was saying.

"Your recent disappearances... any parent would be concerned by them." Junishika was a man who wouldn't register for most people as a guard. With his oversized suit and small stature (he barely had half a head over Ayo), you'd believe him to be a regular salaryman out with his daughter. "I can't keep reporting you missing with no explanation, after all."

"Then don't," Ayo said, "that'll solve both our problems." The first time she vanished was treated as an emergency, and she'd been grilled as soon as she popped back up, not that she answered any of her dad's questions. Each subsequent outing became less and less of a whole affair, but she still hated the song-and-dance of it.

Junishika sighed. "You know that's not possible."

It was always worth a shot.

The Scramble was busy, as it always was, especially at the hour of schools letting out. From what little that Seiji guy said it seemed like most of his [i]recruits[/i] were Second or Third years like her, so this would be the likeliest time to meet. And the message was clear:

To meet in the [b][color=f26522]Metarealm[/color][/b]...

Junishika idly scanned the crowd for any rough or rowdy sorts, as was his duty, and his gaze lingered on a gaggle of loud schoolgirls exiting the underground walkway. It was brief, but just enough that when he looked back to where Ayo was he'd find the space empty.

He didn't panic, just let out another weary sigh and fished in his coat pocket for a phone. "Hello? Yes, Suematsu-sama, yes. No. It happened again. Yes, just now. I know, sir, I'll......"

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In reality Ayo hadn't even left the spot. She was still there, eavesdropping on Junishika's phone conversation. There was just an entire dimension between them, so there wasn't much he could've done about it.

The Scramble was no less crowded in the Metarealm, save for a few random individuals that, frankly, Ayo hadn't cared to clock. 

If it was going to be a problem, then let it.

Ayo stayed planted where she stood, even as her bodyguard wandered off in search of her. She was certain she'd spy some other Black Crown users, whether they were part of her new posse or not. Either way, Seiji was sure to be watching them, so she decided to bide her time, watching the world obliviously pass her by.

It was nice.