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Nerima! Magistra Nelly Magi; The infamous (non-kinky) gender flip
Topic Started: Apr 14 2012, 07:02 PM (1,137 Views)
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Yes I am. I said I would, and I hate going back on my word. IANCE, you pustulating whoreson, I am going to find you when this is over. They will make a torture porn movie about your death, and they will have to tone it down to maintain suspension of disbelief.

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Haru poked his head out from around the corner of the dormitory.  Most of the questions that he had intended to ask Kon had vanished from his brain as soon as Asuma had let Chachataro's name slip.  He had already been rather suspicious that Asuma was involved in whatever fishiness Kon had gotten himself mixed up in, and now it looked like Chachataro had something to do with it.  Maybe he was the guy behind the attacks.  If he was strong enough to leave a handprint on a bat, he was definitely strong enough to take out Makoto, Asuma, and Nobou.  Maybe Asuma had brought the bat along to defend himself and failed miserably. 

He never would have suspected Chachataro.  Sure, he was a bit weird, but it was a benign weird.  He was just abnormally quiet, and spent an inordinate of time hanging around with Everett.  The former barely even qualified as weird anyway; there were several other students in the class who were probably even quieter than he was.  The latter was definitely odd, though.  Everett didn't talk a lot either, but he was typically enough of a jackass that Haru couldn't really imagine anyone voluntarily hang around him for any length of time.  Unless, of course, they were a similar sort of jerk or just a lackey, but Chachataro didn't fit that mold.  He didn't talk much, but the few times he had, he was polite enough.  He did have those weird metal horn things on his head, but Haru had no clue what to make of those.  Maybe he was hard of hearing and they were some sort of amplifier.

So of course, Haru could hardly believe his luck when he noticed Chachataro meandering along outside the dorm, so he decided to follow him for a bit and see if he did anything suspicious.  It wasn't like Haru had anything better to do.  He did have homework, but screw that, it's friday.  He had all weekend to catch up, and he might not have another shot.  Fortunately enough, Mahora had such an abundance of shrubs, trees, and walls everywhere that trailing the guy was almost trivially easy.

There was something odd about Chachataro.  He could tell that much, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.  He wanted to say that there was just something a bit off about every movement, but that wasn't quite it.  The problem was that Chachataro's motions weren't quite off enough.  He never stumbled, twitched, stubbed his toes, every step was exactly the same length.  It was like he was actually trying to walk as precisely as possible. 

Haru watched curiously from behind a tree as Chachataro walked resolutely into one of the buildings.  The campus pharmacy.  That was odd.  Chachataro showed no sign of being in the least bit sick.  Maybe he was picking it up for somebody.  Everett had been missing from school for a few days.  Chachataro did hang out with Everett a lot.  It wasn't beyond comprehension that he was picking up some medicine.  Chachataro emerged from the pharmacy with a large, white, paper bag.  Haru could hear a faint rattling. Probably pills of some sort.  His theory was essentially confirmed. 

He stroked his goatee pensively.  He had always wondered where Chachataro lived.  It wasn't in the dorm.  Everett didn't live there either, for that matter.  Maybe they lived at the same place.  That was kinda weird.  Maybe they were...he shook that idea out of his head before it took hold.  Their mere friendship was bizarre enough without that sort of thing.  Not that he was opposed to good homoerotic subtext between his classmates, but at the moment that was the last thing he wanted in his brain.  He distracted himself from that unpleasant thought by resuming his reconnaissance on Chachataro, who was already halfway down the block, walking mechanically down the street away from the dorms.

  Haru sighed as he snuck along the roadway.  He was certainly interested in finding out what the heck was going on with Chachataro and Everett, but what he was really wanted to know was if Chachataro had anything to do with that whole Cherry Blossom Lane incident.  If all Chachataro was going to do was go back to his house, this whole afternoon was going to be a bust.  He groaned as he saw Chachataro stop.  A car was pulled over at the side of the road, the apparent owner crouching by the front tire fumbling around with a jack.  A spare tire leaned against the care, and a tire iron sat on the ground nearby.  Chachataro was offering to help.  Haru groaned as he watched Chachataro crouch down next to the stranded motorist.  This was boring enough already without having to wait another half hour for the-

Haru's draw dropped so fast and hard that he nearly pulled a muscle.  Chachataro had suddenly straightened up.  And the car had come up with him.  His hands were stuck under the car's frame, and the entire front end of the car was a good meter above the ground.  Chachataro stood completely still, not showing the slightest sign of exerting any effort as he waited for the motorist to slide the jack under the car.  A moment later he was slowly lowering the car onto the jack.  Haru watched in shocked silence as he began to unscrew the bolts on the wheel with his bare hands, effortlessly switching the wheels out  as if they were weightless.  He was still slackjawed as Chachataro bolted the spare tire on and lifted the care again for the motorist to remove the jack from beneath the car.  What the heck was going on?
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His class was weird, yeah, but it had always been a more personality quirk slice of life comedy type of weird.  Somebody with superpowers was really pushing it.  What was this guy?  An alien?  Holy crap, Haru thought, maybe Japanese Superman was in his class.  Or maybe Chachataro was a Saiyan.  Although then again, he didn't have the tail and didn't turn into a rampaging monkey when the moon was full.  But then again, didn't cutting the tail off stop the monkey transformation?  Haru couldn't quite remember the specifics of how that worked.  What other super-strong kinds of beings did they have? There was a robot, wasn't there?

Wait.  Haru blinked a few times, and he felt as if his eyes were suddenly a little sharper.  As he watched Chachataro wave goodbye to the motorist, Haru could see light glinting off his wrists and neck.  If he squinted, he could just barely see mechanical joints.  It was unbelievable, but the more he watched the meticulous precision of Chachataro's movement as he strode down the street, the more it fit together.  Each step was too exact to be human.    He scratched his head as he watched Chachataro stop once again, this time by a young boy who was gesturing wildly at his kite, which was caught in a tree.  There was probably some sort of alternate explanation-

WHHHHRRRRRRMMMMMM!

A loud hum, bordering on a roar, shook the air.  Haru's jaw dropped a second time.  Chachataro hovered a good ten feet above the ground, supported by what appeared to be two jet turbines protruding from his back.  Having retrieved the kite, the robot descended and returned it to the boy.  Haru's eye twitched as he watched the turbines fold themselves into Chachataro's back.  It was official, the guy was a robot.  Or at least a very very advanced cyborg.  But more likely a pure robot.  How the hell had he never noticed before?  It seemed so obvious now.  The mechanical movement, the joints, the weird metal ear-horn things, the ability to leave a handprint in an aluminum bat, it all fit.  Haru didn't know what to think next, other than passing thoughts of whether a death ray or arm cannon was involved somehow. 

He stumbled along behind Chachataro, making only a token effort to stay out of sight.  The robot seemed so focused on his delivery that he wasn't really paying much attention to his surroundings.  The rest of the mission was uneventful.  It wasn't long before Chachataro turned away from the main roads onto a footpath towards the distant, scenic ends of the campus, where the buildings gave way to the groves of trees that surrounded the World Tree.  He was just starting to believe that Chachataro was going to leave campus altogether when a small cottage came into view. 

So that was where Everett and Chachataro lived.  It made a bit of sense.  Everett's family must have been rich.  Rich, or connected.  Or both.  Hayate was rich, and even he lived on campus, albeit in an oversized room.  Kon was the Principal's grandson, and he didn't get any special treatment.  Then again, he wasn't the kind of guy who would want it.  But still, Everett had to be pulling some strings to get his own house.  Maybe he was really rich and had used that cash to buy himself a robotic servant.  Haru had never heard of a robot quite that advanced, but then again, the robotics club had churned out some pretty crazy stuff in the past few years-

“Haru.”

The boy's blood ran cold as he heard Chachataro call his name.  He decided not to move.  Maybe he had just misheard.  He was going to stay under cover.

“I know you are there.” The robot said.  “You are behind the bush.”

Haru swore at his own stupidity, and reluctantly poked his head out from behind the shrubbery, which was the only thing in the entire yard in front of the cottage.  In retrospect, he should have chosen a less obvious piece of cover. 

“Uh, hello.”  Haru muttered.

“Did you want something from me?”  Chachataro asked.

“What makes you think that?”

“Well, you've been following behind me ever since I left the pharmacy.  I assumed that you wished to talk to me for some reason.”

“Oh, right...” Haru tried to think of an excuse.  “I..uh...Asuma sent me.”

“He did?”  Chachataro did not raise an eyebrow, although the suspicion in his voice implied that he should.

“Yeah, he...wanted to remind you that you owe him money to replace the bat that you damaged.”  Haru cringed, wishing he could come up with a better bluff.  He just couldn't think of anything else that had even the slightest connection to reality. 

“Ah yes, the bat.  Thank you for reminding me of that.  I had intended to pay him back.  Is that all?”

“Um, yep, that's it.  I should really get back to my room.  Homework, you know.”  Haru spun around and walked away as quickly as he could manage without breaking into a run.  “I'll see you on Monday.”  He called back over his shoulder.  He could see Chachataro waving back at him as he walked away. 
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Asuma sat quietly in the remoted, most obscure corner of the bath, submerged just up to his nose.  He felt a vague desire to be some sort of fish hybrid so that he could submerge himself the rest of the way.  After two solid hours of forcing himself to read through his textbook, his head felt like it was about to split in half.  He had never spent that long focusing on something that required this much brainpower.  Obviously, he hadn't quite been prepared.  Suddenly the sound of the door slamming echoed throughout the room, along with the voices of at least half a dozen of his classmates.  They probably weren't actually shouting at the top of their lungs in the most irritating tones possible, but that was all Asuma heard.  He bubbled unhappily for a moment before clamoring out of the warm water into the cool air. 

He shivered as he walked down the hallway to his room, wishing that he had brought his robe along.  The door to his room was open.  On of his roommates must have returned while he was soaking.  He looked down at his watch.  He blinked to make sure the time was right.  Had he really been in the bath for forty-five minutes?  He looked at his fingers.  They were certainly pruny enough. 

As he walked into the room, his head exploded.  At least that was what it felt like to him.  Something above his head exploded with a loud, smoky bang, leaving his ears ringing and a small amount of ash drifting down onto his head.

“Aw crap.”  Kon frowned.  His hair was rather blown back, and his face was smudged with soot.  “I finally get a seal that doesn't explode when I put it, up and it just explodes when somebody walks through.  I thought I had finally gotten it to work.  I triple checked it, even.”

“I see you're back from your magic lessons...”  Asuma rubbed his forehead.  “How'd it go.”

“It was okay, I guess.  I really suck making this charms.” 

“What about Setsumaru?  You wanted to talk to him, didn't you?”

“Oh right, he was okay, I guess.  It was kind of like talking to a wall.  I felt kinda like I was just learning stuff from a video or something.  He knows what he's doing, though.  He explained it pretty well.”

“But he wouldn't talk about anything else?  I thought you used to be friends.”

“Well, we were.  We haven't really talked in years.  It's just weird.  I think that if I just give him some time maybe he'll start acting more like he used to.”

“I wouldn't get your hopes up too much.”  Asuma said.  “He's been pretty much the same ever since he joined the class.  I mean, I guess you know him better than I do, but still.”

“Well, we'll just see where it goes.”  Kon said with a smile.

“Good luck with that, then.”  Asuma grunted.  “Now can you stop exploding things?  My head is killing me, and I have to get up early tomorrow.”

“Just one more.” Kon held it up.  “I already have it written and everything.”

“Fine, fine, just make it quick.”

“Okay, you might want to cover your ears...”  Kon stuck it to the doorframe and quickly ducked away.  There were a few seconds of silence.  “Well it looks like it's working...”

“What is that thing supposed to do, anyway?”

“It's supposed to seal the doorway.  Setsumaru says we're going to start with the defensive spells.  I guess he doesn't want me shooting fireballs or anything.”

“Really, out of everybody in the class, you're probably the only one I'd trust with fireballs, honestly.”
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“The only one?  Not even Nobou?  I doubt he would misuse the ability to throw fireballs?”

“He hangs around with Haru too much.”

“What about Akio?” 

“At first, I thought that he might be okay, but when I thought about it for a bit, I realized that he'd still be dangerous.”

“Why?” Kon tilted his head a bit. “Doesn't he faint at the sight of blood or something?”

“Yeah, but here's the thing: He's a klutz.  He obviously wouldn't try to hurt anybody, but it would only be a matter of time before he trips and accidentally blows somebody up.”

“Good point.  What about...Satoshi?”

“Nerd boy?  Huh...I don't know.  He might try to find a way to power a robot with the explosions or something.  The last thing we need is a magic robot army marching on Tokyo or something.  I mean, in a movie, yeah, but in reality that sort of thing usually sucks.”

“I guess you're right.  How about Hikaru?  He's usually really well behaved.”

“He's a swimmer, he wouldn't even want to be able to throw fireballs.  He'd want like Aquagirl powers to command the creatures of the deep or to control water or something.”

“Well, yeah.”  Kon said.  “But what if he did?  I mean, what if you don't get to choose your superpowers and he just randomly ended up with fireball powers?  You think he'd be okay?”

“I guess so.”  Asuma answered.  “I mean, I can't really see him going particularly crazy, so I guess it wouldn't be too bad if he could throw fireballs.  It would kinda suck if he got stuck with a power like that, though.  It'd be like if I got stuck with the ability to breathe underwater.  It would be kinda convenient but I wouldn't really get much out of it.”

“What kind of superpower would you want?”

“I dunno, it would be cool to be able to fly, I guess.  Or maybe super strength?”

“So the standard Superwoman powerset, then?”

“Yeah, I guess I could live with that.  I might pass on the X-ray vision, though.  I mean, it would be pretty cool if we weren't an all-boys school.  I've seen enough you guys without accidentally getting an eyeful.”

“Could I have the X Ray vision, then?”  Kon asked. 

“Sure, if you can do that kinda thing.  I'm pretty sure that when you get superpowers it's an all or nothing-”

He was distracted by a loud crash from the doorway.  Nelly sat on the floor just outside; a whole mass of papers that she had been presumably carrying moments earlier fluttered to the ground around her. 

“It worked!”  Kon sprang to his feet and shimmied a little in celebration.  He stopped as he noticed Asuma staring coldly in his direction.  “Oh right...”  He scurried over to the door and yanked the seal from the frame.  “Sorry about that, Nelly-sensei.  Are you alright?”  He knelt down and helped his teacher start picking up her papers and books.

“I'm fine, I'm just glad that the meeting is over.  I almost fell asleep a few times.”  She eyed the charm in Kon's hand.  “I suppose that your lesson went well?”

“It went..okay.  That was the first time I actually got it to work.  The other ones just exploded.”

“I see...”  Nelly noted the burned patch above the door.  “I wish I knew more about Onmyodo so that I could help you.”

“No, it's fine.  I've been meaning to talk to Setsumaru for a while now anyway.”

“Hey, Nelly-sensei.”  Asuma interrupted.  “Can you check these?”  He waved a handful of crumpled English exercises in her face. 

“Sure sure, just a minute...” She mumbled.  “Ugh, there's so much stuff I have to do to get ready for tomorrow...”

“What are you doing this weekend anyway?”  Asuma asked.  “I know you had stuff planned, but what exactly are you doing?”

“She's training!”  Milly popped out the top drawer of Asuma's dresser.  “Needs to learn some stuff about self-sufficiency if she wants to deal with this kind of problem on her own, so tomorrow Kaneda is taking her out on one of his training excursions in the forest.”

“What the hell are you doing in my underwear drawer?”  Asuma growled.

“Is that really a good idea?” Kon asked, shoving Asuma to the side.  “I mean, isn't a teenage boy taking a young girl into the forest a bit...suspicious?”

“No more suspicious than rooming her with two teenagers.”  Milly answered.  “Besides, I'll be chaperoning.  They'll be fine.”

“It'll be okay.”  Nelly said as she looked over Asuma's half-legible efforts.  “I've always wanted to go camping.”

“I don't think this is quite the same thing as camping...”  Asuma said.
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“Nelly-sensei, Nelly-sensei! I have to tell you-”  Haru's voice echoed through the hallway and was rapidly getting louder.  He barreled headlong into Kon's barrier.  The faint glow stretched a bit, and Haru hung about a foot into the room before it snapped back into place, slinging him into the wall across from the door. 

“Haru!  Are you okay?”  Kon snatched the seal from the doorway, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash before rushing into the hallway.  His mind raced as he tried to come up with a believable explanation for why Haru had just crashed into an invisible door.  Fortunately, it turned out to be a moot point.

“I need to talk to Nelly-sensei!”  Haru scrambled to his feet and brushed past Kon into the room.  Nelly started to answer.

“What is i-”

“Chachataro is a robot!” 

Nelly stared blankly at the bespectacled student.  Ten solid seconds passed before she showed any response.

“Huh?”

“He's a robot!  Or at least a cyborg.  There could still be some organic elements in there, but he's definitely got super robot powers or something!  I think Everett might have taken somebody's brain and put it in a-”

“Whoa whoa hold up for a second.”  Asuma interrupted, putting a hand over Haru's mouth.  “What the crap are you talking about?  Say it slowly.”  He removed his hand.  Haru took a deep breath before launching into his explanation.

“Well, you said that Chachataro messed your bat up, and I kinda ran into him outside, and I saw him pick up a car, and he used these rockets that are built into his back to get a kite out of a tree, and-”

“Okay, okay, that's enough.”  Asuma silenced Haru again.  “You saw Chachataro doing robot things.  Did he attack you or anything?”

“Well, no...”

“That's certainly....interesting.”  Nelly said.  “Thank you for letting me know.  I'll look into it, okay?”

“Alright...” Haru deflated a little.  He had obviously expected more of a reaction. 

“Just try to not make too big of a deal out of it, okay?”  Nelly said.  “If you're right, we wouldn't want anything to happen before we take stock of the situation.”

He nodded sullenly and backed out of the room.  Asuma poked his head out to ensure that Haru was out of earshot.

“So you think Chachataro really is a robot?” He asked.

“I have no idea.”  Kon said with a shrug.  “I guess it would explain how he managed to screw up your bat.”

“But a robot, really?  Even for this school, isn't that a bit much?  What do you think, Nelly-sensei?”

“I really don't k-” She began, but was interrupted by Milly.

“Your teacher is a mage, you were attacked by a vampire, and you're drawing the line at a robot?”  She rolled her eyes.  “Heck, I'm a talking ermine!  After talking to me, having a robot around really isn't that weird.”

“It's just too sci-fi, though.”  Asuma protested.  “At least everything sort of fit the fantasy theme.  A robot sticks out like a sore thumb.”

“It would be pretty cool if my class had a robot in it...”  Nelly mused, staring off into space.  “I already have a vampire in the class...Nick would probably think it was funny.”

“But you don't even know if he's actually a robot.”  Kon said.  “Haru says he is, but he isn't exactly the most reliable source of information.  You should probably verify it yourself before you actually do anything.  I could ask my grandma about it.”

“No, you don't have to do that.  I want to figure this out myself, remember?  I can't go running to the other teachers every time something comes up.  Although, I'm not going to be here tomorrow so I can't do that...”  She groaned.  “I don't know what to do!”

“We could do it for you!”  Kon said, a wide grin on his face.  “It's not like you'd be going to the other teachers.  We could find out if he's really a robot while you're on your training excursion.”

“Would you really do that?”  Nelly's eyes widened to an impossible degree. 

“I suppose we have to now...” Asuma muttered.

“Of course we would.” Kon said. “I'm actually really curious about where Haru got that whole 'robot' idea from.  And Asuma already did all of his homework for the weekend, so once he finishes his paper route, it isn't like he has anything else to do.”

Asuma groaned.  There went the weekend.

“Thank you so much!”  Nelly squeaked.  “I have so much stuff to worry about already, it's great that you guys can help me out with it.”  She turned to Asuma.  “So how about we get that homework looked at?”

“Fine...”
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Chapter 20 is uploaded.
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Right, yeah, Chapter 21.
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