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Umi's secret, 7th stat:
SHAME: 0
SHAME: 0
Well, that was a disappointment.
Umi's attempt at blowing Katsuo's dome off (in a very friendly and non-murder way!) ended in a very sad failure. While she intentionally blocked out the long winded questions and answers this time around (rather than just braining out), she did gleam some useful information. Magic was power to move people and everyone had magic stewin' in their guts. Really, it sounded like magic power was just an allegory for chalupa night. Chalupa night being when Umi had the power to move people out of the room with what was stewin' in her guts.
Like any other teen, she grabbled her phone the second it went off. Of course, she didn't answer it like any normal human. No, that would be much too... intelligent. Instead, she struck a pose with absolute confidence. She rapidly extracted her phone from her pocket, swinging it out with enough force to destroy a thin paper wall. Leading into her second pose, she slowly moved the phone in an arc around her head.
"Notification..." she said, with enough enthusiasm that would have made one think she was transforming in her own personal sentai show, "GO!". With the sudden exclamation of go, she flipped her phone open, reading the notification out of the corner of her eye.
Umi's attempt at blowing Katsuo's dome off (in a very friendly and non-murder way!) ended in a very sad failure. While she intentionally blocked out the long winded questions and answers this time around (rather than just braining out), she did gleam some useful information. Magic was power to move people and everyone had magic stewin' in their guts. Really, it sounded like magic power was just an allegory for chalupa night. Chalupa night being when Umi had the power to move people out of the room with what was stewin' in her guts.
Like any other teen, she grabbled her phone the second it went off. Of course, she didn't answer it like any normal human. No, that would be much too... intelligent. Instead, she struck a pose with absolute confidence. She rapidly extracted her phone from her pocket, swinging it out with enough force to destroy a thin paper wall. Leading into her second pose, she slowly moved the phone in an arc around her head.
"Notification..." she said, with enough enthusiasm that would have made one think she was transforming in her own personal sentai show, "GO!". With the sudden exclamation of go, she flipped her phone open, reading the notification out of the corner of her eye.
Ash held the toad skin above her head with what little pride remained. With the sudden rain pouring down on them, the disadvantage turned to advantage as the skin slowly but surely lost the layers of mud and blood. While the rectangle she cut wasn't huge (at least, compared to the froad), it was large enough for two people, three if they really tried.
While visibility was cut, smells were also a victim of obfuscation. This meant that Ash didn't have to smell that eye. It was pleasant. The feeling of mud on her shoes and water permeating throughout her clothes wasn't a bad feeling. It was uncomfortable for sure, but it beat many things. For instance, getting stabbed by a goblin. The rainwater was also pretty nice. With her head leaning out from underneath the safety of the toad skin, she could drink the occasional collection of raindrops. It was water and it was nice.
Well, it was the calm before the storm. Or possibly, the storm before the even bigger storm of skeletons and zombies.
While visibility was cut, smells were also a victim of obfuscation. This meant that Ash didn't have to smell that eye. It was pleasant. The feeling of mud on her shoes and water permeating throughout her clothes wasn't a bad feeling. It was uncomfortable for sure, but it beat many things. For instance, getting stabbed by a goblin. The rainwater was also pretty nice. With her head leaning out from underneath the safety of the toad skin, she could drink the occasional collection of raindrops. It was water and it was nice.
Well, it was the calm before the storm. Or possibly, the storm before the even bigger storm of skeletons and zombies.
"Sure."
Her response was curt and simple. A bizarre response from someone who didn't like the sophistry of the red light district. The lanky tourist with the suitcase dashed out of the red light district, which Marina was fine with. While she was curious about why someone would enter it so unprepared, she really didn't care enough about it to follow her out. Her goals didn't entail getting to know every strange face by heart. No, empty curiosity was useless. She needed to investigate on the specifics.
The host really was a twat. She could respect the hustle, though. Even in the face of Marina's lazy attempt at intimidation, he still tried to make his dough and bake it. That was at least worth something in this day and age. The issue of overpriced drinks and dumb club things wasn't really much of an issue for Marina. She still had her fight money nest egg. She never really got to spend much of it, after all.
"But spare me the fake platitudes," she insisted, "I'd rather not have to hate you personally."
So for now, she would enter with the host and ask him a few questions about a few faces she had printed out with her. Maybe get wind of a few rumours here and there. Really, anything that someone like him would know about.
rip java applets, you're a forgotten technology of the past
As long as it’s smart phone that uses apps it’s cool. But a regular old flip phone is a no
this is the meme hill i am going to die on
would that dumb samsung phone that doubles as a flip phone be a valid alternative so i can continue the umi low tech train
Umi brained out. After Merlou politely had introduced herself, it was Apollo's turn to speak. With great power came paragraphs of speech. Umi's brain couldn't really handle all of those words mumbo jumbo. If it wasn't condensed into some sort of TL;DR, any concept with a length of over three sentences was lost on her. Her brain made an organic equivalent of the dial-up internet noise as she tossed pretty much everything Apollo said into the proverbial recycle bin. Her brainlessness extended as she didn't even notice the doctor walking in. In fact, she didn't even notice Katsuo make a terrible joke about North Korea that she would have shamed him for. The perfect opportunity was missed, only because she was a brainlet. She didn't even notice Merlou talk about dating apps. Umi's brain swiped left on everything she said.
However, when Millie spoke, Umi's brain suddenly awoke from its primordial slumber. The term "you know healing magic?" had filled her mind. In fact, this was all strange. It was, quite literally, an isekai adventure. Whatever other bizarre situation that others concocted in their mind was false. It was, easily enough, some trash light novel that would probably end up with them trouncing up to the demon lord and beating him up for his lunch money. Apollo then spoke more about this magic nonsense. If this truly was an isekai adventure... wouldn't that mean they are the chosen ones?
Umi also noticed something critical. Everyone around her was a sheep. They all had those newfangled smart phones. But Umi was different. 'SHE WASN'T LIKE THOSE OTHER GIRLS', whatever that dog whistle for sad people meant. For some reason, in the year of 20XX where smartphones were commonplace and actually useful, Umi used a dumbass flip phone. Not a regular flip phone, though. It was one of those stupid, mixed phones. An oversized monstrosity that the size of a regular phone that had a little dumb keypad attached with a janky hinge.
The blue haired twink, however, went to great lengths to hit on one of the nurses. Hell, Umi was pretty sure that was a sad boy move. Hitting on a peasant village girl by showing them the power of technology was something that only happened in trashy light novel isekai adven- wait a minute.
Still, justice demanded retribution. For the sin of DARING to try to romance in Umi's presence, the blue-haired twink would be the first person to taste Umi's 'magic'.
"Kame..." She whispered as she struck a familiar pose.
"Hame..." Her small brain attempted to concentrate every bit of power she could muster between her hands.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" The power was released.
Did it work? Umi was kind of a dunce so her eyes was closed the entire time. Actually, was she even aiming at him?
However, when Millie spoke, Umi's brain suddenly awoke from its primordial slumber. The term "you know healing magic?" had filled her mind. In fact, this was all strange. It was, quite literally, an isekai adventure. Whatever other bizarre situation that others concocted in their mind was false. It was, easily enough, some trash light novel that would probably end up with them trouncing up to the demon lord and beating him up for his lunch money. Apollo then spoke more about this magic nonsense. If this truly was an isekai adventure... wouldn't that mean they are the chosen ones?
Umi also noticed something critical. Everyone around her was a sheep. They all had those newfangled smart phones. But Umi was different. 'SHE WASN'T LIKE THOSE OTHER GIRLS', whatever that dog whistle for sad people meant. For some reason, in the year of 20XX where smartphones were commonplace and actually useful, Umi used a dumbass flip phone. Not a regular flip phone, though. It was one of those stupid, mixed phones. An oversized monstrosity that the size of a regular phone that had a little dumb keypad attached with a janky hinge.
The blue haired twink, however, went to great lengths to hit on one of the nurses. Hell, Umi was pretty sure that was a sad boy move. Hitting on a peasant village girl by showing them the power of technology was something that only happened in trashy light novel isekai adven- wait a minute.
Still, justice demanded retribution. For the sin of DARING to try to romance in Umi's presence, the blue-haired twink would be the first person to taste Umi's 'magic'.
"Kame..." She whispered as she struck a familiar pose.
"Hame..." Her small brain attempted to concentrate every bit of power she could muster between her hands.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" The power was released.
Did it work? Umi was kind of a dunce so her eyes was closed the entire time. Actually, was she even aiming at him?
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