Genius of the Generations (A Project: Eden's Garden x OC Story)

Prologue: The Debater, the Matchmaker, and the Mysterious Girl

Our story cuts to the perspective of the Ultimate Debater, Damon Maitsu, who had in the last hour, or so acquainted himself with a girl named Eva Tsunaka. The two had opened up the doors to the dining hall we were in where we would soon be introduced to the pair of unsuspecting visitors.

(Damon POV)

"Okay, the vent should probably be–" My sentence was cut off by a shout of a woman I hadn't seen before.

"Hyah!"

"Huh?" Before I had the chance to react, the woman drove her fist directly into the side of my head.

*POW* 

"Gah!!"

"Who the hell are you!?" the woman shouted.

"What the–!? Who the hell are you!?" I shouted back at her, "S-Shit! Why did you just hit me!?"

"I'm not gonna embrace a stranger with open-fucking arms. You could've been a murderer!" she argued.

"So your instinct is to attack everything you see!?" I angrily shouted back.

"Hey, I've already spared one guy in a suit, not to mention the troll he had with him. I'm not letting my guard down a second time."

Those words had caught my attention. "A-A guy in a suit...and what?"

I looked behind the woman and there I indeed saw a tall man in a black suit, and beside him was...a kid? The boy had a strange headset and a blue sweater. Both of them were staring at me with a look of interest.

"Eh?"

"Hello," the man casually greeted.

"What's up?" the boy said, doing the same thing as well.

As I was pondering to myself who these people were, Eva answered my questions with another one.

"We've met before, haven't we?"

"I was about to say...I recall seeing your faces on the train," the man had replied.

Thinking back to when we were on the train, it finally clicked.

"Y-Yeah...and I'm pretty sure you two were standing next to each other. Although, I think the kid was a little further in the back," I responded, before turning to the older people in the group who were next to each other on the train. 

"Uh...do you two know each other?"

"Not at all. We only formally met a few minutes ago," the man answered.

"Oh. Well, you were still knocked out by that sleeping gas stuff, right?" I asked.

"Don't remind me, soybean," the woman spat out.

"What?"

"Yeah, that's right I said it. You're a soybean. Just like these losers next to me."

The boy was next to respond, saying, "You know, if you don't have anything useful to say, don't say anything at all."

"Oh piss off!" the woman barked.

"T-That's enough! Right now we have bigger issues to sort out," the man hastily changed the subject. 

"Tsk... I don't know what the fuck happened, but...one second I was on the train, the next I was surrounded by total darkness.  The place was like a solitary confinement chamber. I thought I was gonna suffocate in there!" 

"What are you talking about?" I asked the woman.

"See that pantry over there?"

I turned in the direction that she was pointing and saw the kitchen further in the back. There was indeed a door suggesting that it had a pantry.