You're My Divine Protection

I might bring her back sometime (as a friend might eventually app a castmate), and if I do I’ll let you all know. Until then, thank you for treating her so well.

✯ Geez, what’s that going on now? Nowadays people all face their fears by ways of fighting, fighting and more fighting. What happened to old fashioned thriller like fears? The psychological thriller that chills you down your spine?

✯ She must admit, so far it looks like the scientists have been much more interested in an specific subgenre of horror movies to base this incident on.

✯ “And to leave you alone?! I can’t do that! Hang on, I’m gonna call the police!” Maya keeps running around, hoping that this asshole won’t hit her as she calls for reinforcement. He seems to have electricity based powers - a very dangerous sort for sure.

Wh--The police? How are the police supposed to stop a god?? Kirihiko Karasuma wasn’t stopped by her own father when they’d both been alive and--oh dear she was definitely following after Maya.

She reflected his attack as best she could before hurrying after the other, ducking behind the nearest cover to give them enough time to discuss a possible solution.

“Ah--I hope you don’t mind my following you...away from him. He’s...really only interested in me, I believe. Um. For the most part. Would you happen to know anything about um...helping someone possessed by the spirit of their dead father?”

Kazusa peeked back around the corner to make sure Kirihiko was still far enough away. 

“No problem! Follow me!” It wasn’t too far from here, and he was used to walking there, as he still liked to train and play with Cookie there. In fact, she could help lead the way, too. 

“Ta-da~! She can help us!”

No sooner had he let her out, did she start bouncing towards the park, likely eager to start playing. She did love the slide, after all.

Kazusa excitedly followed after Cookie, clutching her own Pokeballs to her chest. As they reached the park, Kazusa watched Cookie head for the slide, and turned to Steven for more guidance.

“Do they like to hang out around here? Do you think I’ll find one here? I’m very excited--I just--”

Mew!

That was when Kazusa heard it--the cry of a Skitty. She immediately turned towards the pink cat before realizing she had no idea what to do next.

“Ah--Steven-sama, what do I do? Do I use the Pokeballs? I’ve never played Pokemon before!” 

It was very difficult, not only because he was now part of an endangered species, but because he lost his mother on that day as well. He’d been so close to saving her along with everyone else… but it all just fell apart. 

He refused to think about that, though, because there was a chance that he would get sad, and Vulcans were not supposed to get sad. All he could do was try and help the regrowth of the Vulcan colony where he could… which he could not do here, but that was not really his fault.

“Hmm… do you really think feelings of love can change a person’s outward behavior? Is it obvious, or would you have to pay close attention to notice the difference?” He tried to scan his memory for any time that his own behavior changed and someone noticed, but he could not think of one. Still, that did not mean it did not happen.

“Absolutely, it can be obvious!”

Her brother and Karin-sama were certainly an example of that. But sometime it could be subtle, just like with all emotions, she supposed.

“Well, I suppose it also depends on the person, as well as the emotion. For example, when my brother is in love he acts like he’s not. He gets rather angry and tries to hide his feelings through shouting. But when he’s genuinely upset, it can be hard for people to tell because he hides it.”

He always looked down at the floor when he was pretending to be okay. But both she and Himeka-sama knew that because they spent nearly their whole lives around him. 

((Ah yes, obligatory apology post at 4:30 am as I finish up Kazusa’s drafts and queueing them. I’d like to #1 apologize to the two people whose replies are coming at them a literal month late because I took a sudden hiatus. 

#2 I’d like to apologize for my slow activity on Kazusa here because of a combination of stressors from school, work, and health problems. Hopefully I’ll be more active on her, as my friend said he’d be apping a castmate for her soon, and if he does then Kazusa will be all over that. 

It should have been a god battle. If that were the case, then no passing citizen would have been able to see it. Or perhaps they would have been able to, Kazusa was unsure since she hadn’t been able to use her god transformation since arriving in the city. 

Mostly she was just blocking the attacks of her enemy with the wooden staff that passed as a weapon, but she couldn’t be sure how many more hits she could take. Even being made for god transformation, without her ring she was a regular human.

“I am not going to let you hurt these people!”

The person she was fighting laughed in response. He seemed to be a normal junior high student, much as she looked completely normal at the moment. But Kazusa knew full well what power the Zeus ring contained. 

“Really, Kujyou’s toy? And what do you think you can do to stop me when you don’t even have a god ring?” 

She grit her teeth, blocking his next attack with her wooden staff. 

“Do you think you could save even her?” 

His attack wasn’t directed at her, instead directed at Maya, an innocent civilian who seemed to have stumbled onto their fight by accident. But of course Kirihiko Karasuma wouldn’t care about that. He cared about nothing but power and godhood. And of course, protecting people was what Kazusa was made for, so she threw herself in between the two. 

“No! It’s the harbinger of evil, come to wreck my peaceful existence!”

“Let’s have some naked bonding, [NAME]!”

“Have you ever stopped to listen to yourself?!”

“He makes me appreciate everything I’ve had.”

“There’s nothing better for improving relationships than group nudity!”

“My poor karma at birth left me with the inability to enter any sort of water...”

“Is this the amateur you always talk about? The stupid, weak, ugly, dinky, super bad girl?”

“What are you TEACHING this child?”

“The best way to make him cry is to dump bugs on him.”

“The house ate her, I’m sure of it!”

“Oh me oh my! A birdie person!”

“Can you leave this place...and honestly not regret it?”

“...Mission failed, sir.”

“Did you forget your brain at home?”

“Or are you gonna use your hands as a bra?”

“What the heck is wrong with you?!”

“BOOYAH! I gots me a god!”

“But you’re always low on battery juice!”

“I’m not a battery!”

“Only hatred comes of hurting someone else.”

“Go away, you wretchedly happy beast!”

“Don’t come if you’re gonna freak out. You’ll get in the way.”

“I have to. I mean, you look terrible in my clothes. You’ve got muscles and I can see your underwear sometimes.”

“Mine’s named Cookie. She eats pretty much the same stuff that I do.” Steven began to tick off on his fingers. “Spaghetti, donuts, cereal…I found her in the park. I’ll show you where.”

He was really glad to help someone. It made him feel like an experienced pokemon trainer! 

Spaghetti, donuts, and cereal didn’t really sound like things cats should be eating. Then again, she wasn’t really in charge of feeding Shii-chan. ...If Shii-chan needed to be fed? She was a goddess in Karin-sama’s cat’s body after all.

Right! The park though! Where she would find a cute cat and take it home to be hers!

Kazusa froze where she stood, tensing with fear. The voice...it was...Kirio-sama...wasn’t it? But since when was Kirio-sama in the city? When had--

She turned to face him. Keep it civil, Kazusa. You’re not enemies anymore. But there was something...wrong. 

“Kirio-sama...no. You aren’t Kirio-sama, are you?”