"So this is Nevermore Academy, hmm? Hey, Dimple, for some reason, I feel like my time here won't be very simple."
"You've dealt with Evil spirits, Espers hell bent on world domination, and Reigen. Surely you'll be able to make it through High-school...
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"you should listen very closely, Shigeo Kageyama"
Shigeo was taken aback at the sight of "Mob" the entity made entirely of unbridled psychic energy
"you again, but why? I thought we'd finally made amends."
"....We have, but there is someone out there who wishes to use us for their own gain. And unlike that hack of a man you call master, this person has a more.... Nefarious scheme."
But who could that person have been? Toichiro? no, he was on house arrest, supposedly living a peaceful life with Sho and his wife.
hearing Shigeo's thoughts, Mob spoke
"His name is Joseph crackstone."
Joseph crackstone?
"But I-- I mean we don't know anybody by that name do we?"
Shigeo asked, trying to rack his memory, to which Mob replied
"Correct. We know no-one of that name."
Then what--
"As for what were supposed to do, Kageyama, the answer is quite simple, we find him. we destroy him."
"Hey now, we're not killing anybody. maybe there's a reason, w-we could sort something out."
The entity stayed quiet for a moment, mulling over Shigeo's words. Mob could understand the emotions swirling within Shigeo, having been tied to him since birth but--
"And just how will you reason with someone like that? this isn't going to end like with Toichiro Suzuki. From what little I do know, Joseph crackstone is but a mere human, I feel no psychic energy from him and yet we're being pulled ever closer to him, whether we want to or not."
Shigeo balled his fist, his life was just now beginning to have a semblance of normalcy. He just wanted to relax, not be dragged into another situation involving his abilities as an Esper.
"I'm sure you've noticed, haven't you Kageyama? our power has grown... unstable as of late. It started out small, books being pulled off of shelves. Various furniture levitating without our say so. what happened in the guidance counselors office, It'll only get worse the more we choose to ignore this looming nuisance."
The more Mob spoke, the more of a threat this joseph crackstone began to sound like. If his power did continue to grow and become more than he could handle, it would mean certain doom for anyone who happened to be nearby.
