The fan in the black hoodie begins twitching visibly. At that point, Kazuma's eyes widen.
"Shit!"The fan leaps towards Araki, only for Kazuma to grab them by the waist and slam them onto the ground, keeping them pinned with one arm, the other reaching for a gun-shaped injector that Hagane and Nagisa recognise as a Quartz Fold injector - normally, only the Professor and Azusa had these.
With the hood knocked away, they get a clearer view of the person. The young male has black hair and pale skin, but all over his body are distended veins, his eyes bulging and shaking as if possessed. He looks as if every muscle in his body is seizing and flexing at once.
"Amanojaku vampirism....but how? There isn't an Amanojaku here! Hold still, I'll-"Before Kazuma can whip out the injector, the fan manages to shove Kazuma off of him, sending the man into the wall and knocking the injector out of his hand. A visible crack is left in the wall behind Kazuma. The fan roars, screeching, and turns towards Nagisa, but before he can do anything, Mr. Blue Hoodie darts out from behind Hagane and manages to use his body weight to tackle his friend to the ground, pinning him down.
"T-Taro, what the hell's gotten into you?! S-stay calm, man! Come on!"
He turns towards Hagane and Nagisa.
"What's happening to him?! Can someone explain?!"
Kazuma groans as he pulls himself to his feet. The injector is closer to Hagane and Nagisa than it is to him, and Mr. Blue Hoodie is beginning to lose his grip, as his friend is struggling out from under him.
"You did? Aw, I wish I had a sister to do that kind of thing with. I grew up adopted and my dads never wanted any other kids, so...always felt kinda lonely back home."Tsubasa rubs the back of his head when thinking about Misaki's comment about cuteness.
"Well...Fire Soul, at least, doesn't care about that cutesy stuff. Javier's a master of marketing. He could sell rice to a rice farmer. You know Araki Hagane and Fujibayashi Nagisa, right? The other two in Kumon-senpai's unit?" "Oh, oh! I know them! Yeah, I think I uh...covered one of Araki's songs on my channel. It was....kinda difficult." "If he managed to sell those two as Kumon-senpai's unitmates, he could sell you with a similar kinda schtick."Tsubasa looks towards the door.
"Hm. The others must be busy. Does feel weird...I dunno. Well, I have a phone, so if there's something up, they'll call me."
Briar and the others head down and as they round a corner, they find a young woman in a sleek bodysuit, fitting to the contours of her body. Her hair is a light brunette, almost blonde. Her arms and legs are hidden behind slim gloves and leggings, her clothes made of black, glossy material with purple glowing lines running throughout it. Her ears are hidden behind metallic antennae, and her eyes behind a translucent violet visor.
Across her neck, a Mirage is visible, but not one they recognise.
And you know, almost certainly, she isn't a Mirager from either Fire Soul or EUFON's agencies.
"...."She doesn't seem to notice you, as she strolls deeper towards where you know the Fire Soul staff were earlier.