入間 美兎

It was safe to say that there were some at the academy who barely tolerated the robots presence, and often had hateful comments. Kiibo would proudly show off upgrades or adjustments preformed on him while some who quickly insult these. He has feelings too you know, and when bluntly dismissing his accomplishments, it hurt. Miu was one of the few people who wasn’t rude to him due to being a robot, which he had deeply appreciated.

“Iruma-san, I’m sorry to have made you worried.” Her reaction made it apparent that she had noticed his absence - which made him a bit happy that at least someone noticed. “I’ve been alright, are you okay? I am functioning fine, but I think we should wait before doing anything else..” He couldn’t help but have in the back of his mind everything that had occurred in the academy, to both of them. 

    Miu always held a fascination towards Kiibo. She truly was interested in his mechanics and how he functioned. Furthermore, she was worried about him. She was relieved to hear he was moving properly, but she still wanted to do maintenance on him. If not today, sometime soon. “Alright. We can wait a bit for your nice, thorough examination. I’m patience as fuck.” Not really, but that was aside the point.

    Miu probably wasn’t the best dancer there is, but it wasn’t like she was going to think that. The moment she heard of a dance party happening in Fibonacci Ward, her ears had perked up. She thought about going all-out and getting a fancy dress for the occasion. A pink and black sequined dress would go just perfectly with her aesthetic. Alas, she was a little short on funds, though. Really, dress companies should be paying her to wear their clothes. That was a topic for another day.

“Oooh?~” He somehow really doubted that Miu was skilled inside the kitchen. She just didn’t seem like the type of person he’d trust with food. Still, maybe exactly that was what made him curious to go more into her hidden offer. Or at least he took it as that from what she was saying before: “Are you inviting me over? That’s so thoughtful of you, Iruma-chan! Alright! Be honored ‘cuz I’m gonna let you cook for me today! I know, I can judge your food too, if you like!”

It was kind of nice to be back to their old ways. The last time they did see each other, was kind of awkward. Besides the apology, there was also their rather uncommon serious talk about the killing game… but, now they could focus on more fun things! That was what he preferred anyway! “No worries about the dessert though!” With an innocent smile, he lifted his basket towards her, so she could take a better look at all the sweets and other snacks he put in there already. “I think I’ve got us covered!”

    She wouldn’t say she felt honored, but she was excited Kokichi seemed interested in trying her cooking. “Heh! Judge my cooking all you want! I expect no less than 10 stars out of 10. If you’re feeling really generous, throw in another to make it 11!” Her confidence was quite high in the moment, but it wasn’t like she was bothered by that feeling. No, if anything, she was feeling pretty pumped up. Maybe her cooking was unique compared to other people, but who the fuck cared? It was made with love, right?

Oh? Well that was a face he didn’t see often here! Or more like… he didn’t go out too often for grocery shopping in general. Even right now, the basket he was holding was full of snacks, mostly sweets. And if there was anything not coated in sugar, it was chips or some frozen stuff. But hey, if Miu really thinks he would actually cook, why not go along with it?

“You’re that interested in what I’m buying, Iruma-chan? I’m flattered!~ Okay, since you’re that interested, I’ll tell you! Ya see, I planned to grill some pork-” He did not, that was just a made up thing for the joke he was going to make: “…but now that I walked into you, that would be kinda weird, right? I mean… eating pigs when you just talked to one, not even I’m that cruel!!” 

After he did let that one sink in, he still asked: “Buuut, enough about little ol’d me, what about you?”

As usual, his insults stabbed her in the metaphorical heart. “M-Me? A pig? Hiyehhh..!!” It was a remark he had used for her plenty of times before, but that didn’t mean her reaction to it ever lightened up.

   It’s true that his basket was full of sweets, but she couldn’t help and imagine what it would be like to see Kokichi cooking. The thought made her laugh. She could imagine a kitchen with burnt food flying everywhere-- God, that sounded like a sight she wanted to see.

    Miu couldn’t say she missed many of the plebs back from the academy, given a majority of them didn’t pique her interest. She was smarter, prettier, and had more to offer than them in her opinion. Still, she did miss Kiibo. He was fascinating to the Ultimate Inventor. She rather enjoyed the opportunity to upgrade him and the way in which he was assembled was always an entertaining sight to the girl. Thus, when she spotted him among the streets of Spirale, she had to grab his attention. There was no mistaking that body-- It was him alright.

    She never knew whether the silence in the air was a good or bad thing-- She had certainly resolved some matters with Kokichi, but that needn’t mean all was forgiven and the two were buddy-buddy. No matter the scenario, their dynamic would always involve bickering and insults. Somehow, it fit the two of them. Neither of them seemed to be overly bothered by it, in any case. Thus, when Miu saw the purple-haired boy in the supermarket, she couldn’t help and approach him in a joking manner.

    It had been quite some time since Miu last saw Kiibo-- There was no way she wouldn’t recognize his face amidst the crowd. After all, she knew his face very well by that point. With a smirk, the inventor ran over to stand in front of him so as to block his path. “Oi!” She shouted, triumphantly placing a hand on his shoulder as a sign of her approval. “Damn, Kiidolt. It’s been fucking ages. Soo.. What have you been up to? Come on now, don’t be shy.”

“Iruma-san!” Just the person she was looking for. So the body swap thing really was happening again. At least she was this time inside someone she knew better… Also someone who was a girl like her. It was way more comfortable than her last body swap, but still not ideal…

“Honestly, yeah… If it didn’t happen to me before, I would have thought it was your doing. I mean, it does look like something only the Ultimate Inventor could do!” It was good to know though, that Miu didn’t even think about inventing a machine with this ability so far though.

But at the same time, when this wasn’t one of Mius inventions, it would also mean that she had no idea how to reverse this, right? That was troublesome… But they had to keep a clear head and think. 

Yeah, maybe even if Miu wasn’t the one behind all this, as the Ultimate Inventor, she should be able to build something to help them out, right? Hah, maybe Kaede was the genius here. Wait, why did she think that? It almost was like she really was thinking with the brain of the inventor instead of her own.  

“Geez!” Was her first comment about the lame impression from the other. “Stop that! Or I’ll do the same!” Though, she wouldn’t curse… “I’m Miu Iruma, the Ultimate Inventor! And… I finally learned some better manners! I wish I could play the piano too, so I could relax from time to time too!”

“So, how was that?” Honestly, even Kaede herself knew that this was very lame. But hey, no way she would use words like ‘fucking’ in every other sentence. “Either way… do you think you can make us turn back?!”

    It was a shame Miu wasn’t the one behind this, in a way. She’d have loved to have been the person who was the genius beneath such an elaborate plan. That, and she would have been the only person capable of reversing it.

    Still, she’d take Kaede’s words as a compliment: “Whoever did this didn’t tell me shit! If I were the one involved, I could’ve made it better. I mean, the fuck is this ‘switching numerous times’ crap? Once and done, huh? Take that what you will!”

    As Kaede impersonated her, she couldn’t help and express disappointment in the girl’s face. The pianist clearly wasn’t the Ultimate Impersonator, that much was certain. It wasn’t like she expected it to be spot on, though. “That’s the best, you can do? Damn, Bakamatsu. I don’t speak like that at all.” Emphasis on the ‘all’ part.

“I think it’s pretty amazing. that you want to work even more, Iruma-san. But don’t you think there are other things you should improve on, for the upcoming year?” She really did mean what she said, Mius inventions were weird, but often also very impressive. The way she assembled her items was almost like magic in her eyes. Yet she was lacking in… other departments. “Mhm, I think for an example, you could try to curse less, at least when talking to other people!”

@creatrices​ 

This was Sous second body swap. After experiencing his first one, he thought that nothing could shock him anymore. But he guessed wrong! When he woke up this morning, he wasn’t even a guy anymore! It looked like he was now some kind of girl, that he didn’t even know! What a weird getup was this anyway? The pink school uniform and goggles were already a lot, but the straps around his legs and waist were kind of… weird. Those boots were really uncomfortable too, were those… high heels? It would explain why he could barely walk without tripping around. Ughs, this was the worst!

It was clear that only he would end up in a weird situation like this with his kind of luck. What should he do now? Where was his body right now anyway? Would this mean that this gaudy looking girl was in charge of his body now? Even though he didn’t know that blonde girl at all, the thought of that was kind of worrisome, for some reason. 

That’s why the next thing on his to-do list, was looking for her… or himself? Luckily enough, it seemed like the other person had the same idea, then he didn’t had to walk that far off until he recognized his unique scarf from afar.

“Hey, you!” He called out in his unfamiliar female voice. And his body really turned around right after! Yes, good! Now he had the time to catch up. 

“I think you have something that’s mine… My body, I mean. That’s me… Could it be that you’re the girl that I’m inside of right now…?” Man this phrase sounded weird, what was even happening here? One thing was clear though, he already had enough of being in those clothes. He felt very uncomfortable and also a little embarrassed…

    Miu loved her body. Confidence was something she took pride in-- She adored her aesthetic, her appearance, and her overall demeanor. She always walked around with much pride and sway to her stride. Yet, once again, she found herself unable to wake up to her gorgeous face. No, who the hell was this? At least last time, she knew who the person was. All she knew was that she was someone shorter than her-- That, and it was a boy this time. She placed a hand atop her head, running a finger over his beanie. Eh, it wasn’t her style. Still, she’d keep it on for now. Who knew what kind of hair was underneath? Maybe it’d end up like one of those sitcoms where she’d remove the beanie and there were secrets underneath! Now that needed a dramatic reveal.

    As she walked, she heard a familiar voice-- Her voice. It was a weird feeling having to look up at herself. “Oh? And you’re saying this shit is yours? Well, obviously it is if you’re so fucking distressed about it!” At least, that’s what she was inferring. “Yup, that’s me! I’m the gorgeous girl genius herself, Miu Iruma. You’re in the best fucking body to ever exist. I bet you’ve already had people fawning over you as you walked to find me! So, uh.. Are you going to tell me your name or what? I can’t keep walking around calling myself Beanie Boy.”