- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- Writing Levels
- Give-No-Fucks
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Quite open to most general genres, like fantasy (usually more urban fantasy), science fiction, slice of life, etc.
"Hey, I told you to stay put at the market, but you just had to up and--" Accelerator began, shooting a look at Worst that could be described as hostile if it didn't seem like he was almost too tired to properly be hostile like he usually was.
His words were interrupted when Yomikawa seemed to hug them even tighter, almost in a deliberate gesture to squeeze the air out of them, before eventually loosening her grip. However, she hardly let the two out from her arms, continuing to act as an umbrella for them. "Jeez... You kids are gonna be the death of me, making me anxious like that. Though I suppose, if every time I decide to send the two of you off on your own that this much excitement happens, maybe it'll make our daily life a little less dull."
Amazing for a member of Anti-Skill, let alone a person living in Academy City at all, to say such a thing.
"... Tch. It's not the two of us that'll be the death of you. It'll just be this crazy lady over here, and she'll get to me first if nothing else," Accelerator said, nudging Worst back.
"Alright, alright, I guess not ruining the moment was too much to ask," Yomikawa sighed, eventually letting go. Accelerator let himself be doused in the rain, not bothering to turn on his ability again, whether because he was too tired to, or because he simply chose not to. And considering how oddly refreshing it felt, the sensation of something gentle yet perpetual like rain hitting his skin... It almost felt like a refreshing shower.
"In any case, before you get around to explaining the whole gist of what the hell went on, are there any loose ends you need to tie up still before we head back? And more importantly, do you at least have the chicken like I wrote?"
Accelerator was silent for a moment, as though pondering what to say for the answer to the first question. Let's see, there was...
Returning this device to Tsuchimikado.
Seeing if Musujime was gonna be alright.
Asking just what the hell was with that man, and what world he was from.
...
"Nah," Accelerator grunted flatly, mostly in response to the first question, while leaving Worst to give her own response as well.
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