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[otakuro]

Hey.  Looks like I've got this working.

[Atsuro's face appears on the network under somewhat inadequate lighting.  An astute guess would place him in his room illuminated only by the backlight of his laptop.] 

Everyone get out of that first mission OK?  I can't speak for anyone else, but geez, I think I slept for a few days straight there.  If they, uh, wanted a report or anything, the research labs are fine.  ...Probably.

[He stifles a yawn before continuing on, the camera zooming out slightly to reveal a lot of bedhead and a conspicuously absent trademark floppy hat.]

Hnn...  Sorry.

So!  Anyway.  I've been thinking a lot.  About what they've told us and about... what they haven't.  Hah, I'm still surprised this place isn't some weird hallucination.  It's a little unreal, right?  Like they're asking us to act out a game or a fantasy novel.  But... even if it seems like it might be fun to stick around, I think we need to find out what it is we're really getting into.  ...There's something I want to say about all this.

You've all run into the monsters by now, right?  They talk, they cast magic, they do tricks.  Not all of them are bad, but they're things we've heard of in myths and stories from different cultures all across the globe - Cerberus, the hound of Hades.  British pixies and kobolds.  Nekomata and other youkai from Japan.  So... what gives?  What're they doing here?

...I'm not gonna get into details, but I should say that these guys - the exact same identical demons - have popped up in at least two other worlds that I know of.  And both times.... they showed up because the world was about to end.

I'm not saying this place is the same way, but... maybe that's why they need our help badly.

[addendum a few minutes later]

Ah, someone reminded me - if you guys want to see a database of all the demons I've ever met, you can drop by my room.  Libra 5-07.

Comments

[otakuro]

You could work out and grow a goatee. I'll give you moral support or something from the comfort of my web-surfing chair.

[endears]

You'll end up with a curved back if you spend so much time like that, you know!

[otakuro]

Then you might have a chance at reaching the controller

That's what my parents tell me, but I'm pretty sure being an adult means spending 90% of your time sitting in a cubicle, anyway.

[endears]

[Now that was a low blow.]

Oh, you're aiming for a desk job?

[otakuro]

Nah. ...I haven't thought too much about the future yet. Maybe I'll follow in my parents' footsteps and move to America or something.

[endears]

Oh? Your parents live abroad, Kihara-kun? [Then... who would he be living with?]

[otakuro]

Not... exactly. Our home is still in Japan.

[Technically.]

They just work there - Silicon Valley. They're both, ah, computer enthusiasts, so you probably see where I get it from.

[endears]

Hm, so it's something that runs in the family! [Why does he seem so excited by that, really.]

Still, it sounds like you've got quite the home life, Kihara-kun.

[otakuro]

[Nonexistent?]

Y-Yeah. It's neat. A lot of kids wish their parents wouldn't butt into their lives so much, aha.

[endears]

Mm. [What's with that stutter...] I guess my mum can be a bit overbearing. Though, if she butt in less, I'd probably have to do more of the chores...

[otakuro]

Ah, they're not so bad when you get used to it. Just swab out the toilet once a month and use a fan to blow all the dust into the corners.

[endears]

Eh, is that all? I've heard stories of this mythical 'washing machine' being involved!

[otakuro]

Nah. You can just take a shower with your clothes on and hang 'em up to dry.

...Speaking of showers...

You're coming by in ten minutes, right?

[endears]

Ah, right! [And thankfully, he's done bandaging now.] I forgot already!

I'll head on over now, if that's alright? [Admittedly he's already up and heading for the door because he's excitable like that--]

[otakuro]

Yeah, go ahead. ...I don't think I'll take that long to wash off, anyway. But still, remember to knock.

[endears]

Noted! [And, like the small child he is(n't), Aoba rushes out his room!!

Maybe five minutes or so later, there is indeed a knock on Atsuro's door.]

[otakuro]

[Five minutes is totally stretching optimal shower-taking time. Atsuro is just drying off when the knock comes. Luckily, the door is still firmly locked from when he'd latched it earlier.]

...Hold on a sec! Sheesh, how fast does he take showers?

[The door opens after another three minutes or so.]

Hey, come on in.

[endears]

[He's impatient, sue him.]

Pardon the intrusion! [Aoba practically dashes in, a smile on his face.

After a quick look round...] Wow... it's clean, Kihara-kun! [Clean enough, anyway.]

[otakuro]

The things I do for my guests.

[Please don't open the closet. Or look under the bed.]

So you wanna get the business done first before we get to the games? The list probably won't mean much to you, but you might want to familiarize yourself with some of these guys, anyway.

[endears]

Mm! [He nods, maybe a little too excitedly.]

I really want to see this compendium!

[otakuro]

"...Don't tell me you're a secret mythology buff or something." Atsuro raises his eyebrows slightly and falls back onto his bed.

"Alright." As he didn't particularly want Aoba summoning or fusing anything by accident, he'll hold the COMP out between them, keeping his hands firmly on the machine. "...The Compendium here - that's the list. They're sorted by order of level right now."

[endears]

"Eh..." Aoba's eyes widen as he peers at the list; so, these are what he'll be dealing with, huh? To be honest, he doesn't really understand why these apparent mythological figures are being classified as demons, but he's long since brushed that matter off as unimportant.

"So, they're leveled... Yet another RPG thing?"

[otakuro]

"...It's more of a gauge of base power." Atsuro shrugs slightly. "If you wanted to, you could summon the weakest demon and keep working with it until it became as powerful as... Lucifer or something. But that would take a lot of time and effort we didn't have. It wasn't really much like a game."

[endears]

"... Right, I shouldn't talk about it like that." Atsuro and his friends had actually been fighting for survival, right? He should really be more sensitive about this. "How does summoning work, exactly?"

[otakuro]

Atsuro assumes a solemn expression.

"You've got to make sure you've got the right kind of sacrificial dagger first. Silver works best, but if you've got pure steel, it should do fine. Virgin blood is important - not really a problem for us, honestly - and you've got to be able to draw in straight lines. A pentagram's not a pentagram if the star looks more like a bunch of flower petals."