Phi raised an eyebrow at him like he was crazy, was he serious? “I know this isn’t a manga, and my clan doesn’t have any abilities.” Except for being proficient in dealing death, but she wasn’t about to tell him that. “What are you anyway, people don’t normally have the ability you have.”
「 No abilities? Like a hero who has yet to figure them out..Or you could be lying. 」 He responded accordingly with a grin still plastered to his features - letting the mask of his expression fall none whatsoever. The woman was entertained by his persona, so to speak - Kumagawa spoke, continuing her confusion of his being.
「 Like me? I’m perfectly imperfect as a human negative. A human with negative properties would be more like it. A minus like me barely has abilities~ 」Reality’s lie let his lips fall after the short retort, grinning still.
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「 How nice of you to join me~ 」
The author of lies spoke in a high tone of enthusiasm, as if he were meant to be alone for the day - and his recent follower had even him his first contact with other. A grin brightening the usual repulsive persona of Kumagawa before it had presented itself conjoined to his words.
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- Misogi Kumagawa
“Yeah. It seemed fitting for my clan.” She wouldn’t go any further then that, it was too painful to remember. She can still see the flames as her home burned. Phi shook her head, bringing herself back to the present. “So how are you able to do that? Speak in my head I mean?”
No presence. That was the key to his supposed telepathy - the imaginative ability to speak without being so. He does without his existence. Almost as if throwing his voice - they see him as if they would Charles Xavier.
Kuwagawa only saw it odd. Chuckling underneath the lines of reality, no audio heard to her ears; he had ignored, just for the moment - his own answered question.
「Hm? This isn’t a manga, yet you really would ask me such a question? 」He wondered of her own sanity, though in the World of Elites - he couldn’t verbally do so. All things were odd in his reality. 「 It’s nothing like your ‘clan’ abilities. 」 Which the finally-turned legal adult would say without depth. It wasn’t as if he believed her words, he’d just fantasize about their meaning..Clan? 「 Like the Uchiha or something? From Shonen Jump right? 」
Wait, was he speaking in her head? What kind of trick was this? Slightly tensing, Phoenix kept an eye on the boy, committing his name to memory. “Kuwagawa…I’m Phoenix, or Phi-chan. Its a pleasure to meet you.”
「Ohh…Like the bird? There is not a significance is there? 」
Reality’s minus questioned her with an expression to match, signifying his interest for the moment in her alias. With a tilt to his head he waited her answer.
” Hypocrite ? You already know how much I hate lies. Dare I say the feeling is mutual to see you, Misogi onii-chan.” Name that was evaded to be mentioned since their depart, a face that although memorable was treated as a bad omen among the school hallways because of his nature. Yet, a smile would be the only way to receive a former student — not of delight, a dishonest gesture were not suitable for Medaka. No, it was a challenging smirk, the blood that once boiled out of anger was only a motivation that meeting with him provoked.
” Is the real world presenting a hard time for you ? I suppose it would be lovely to hear your adventures. “
Why was it growth that his lips delivered to his expression as she lead into his arrival with acceptance?. Medaka having yet rejected his stance on being present before her, Kuwagawa took then to let his mischievous mask of an smile flourish into his cheeks. Though he tired before it could be seen - to hide it behind a nimble hand. Shaking his head before he let the ecstasy of their meet get the best of his character.
「I have nothing but one thing to say of any adventures, My new thread being scarfs and sashes with flip-flops. Kehe. Otherwise, Former President, it hasn’t been that long has it? Why does your smile look so eager to see me? 」
The teenager looks at the newcomer curiously. Who was he? He seemed nice enough? Smiling back, Phoenix returns the bow in kind. “Hello, and who are you?”
「 A stranger? No, that would be informal. I have just introduced my appearance, it would be the same to introduce my name right? I wouldn’t it be pointless?」
The riddling speech of the male expanded and commenced amongst her inquiry. Raising his lower lip a tad over his top while he rose an index into the soft tissue of his jaw, as if to ponder.
Giving it a few seconds though, the Minus mentality of the male began to subside. His smile? Ascended once more. 「 Or maybe you won’t be one of those to forget? Maybe. I am Kuwagawa, Kuma-kun for fun, no? 」
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「 I can’t seem to dislike the fact that you’ve noticed me, well. Since I’ve noticed you too. 」
- As a stranger would call, he would react. No..He be the first to make an impression. A smile stapled across his features of dawn-lit hair of violet, and peach skin minus the pigment of pink to his cheeks. He gives her a smile after bending at his midsection with a bow.
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「 If it isn’t a hypocrite, then it must be..Medaka-chan! How pleasant it is not to be without your presence today~! 」
- His lips then gave no absence of curves to their edges. Just the engraving of his menacing scowl; or what would be commonly known to be as his indestructible guise of no emotion. The grueling smile of Misogi Kuwagawa. Her enemy of the past, reformed in the present.