The walk to wherever this ceremony is being held doesn't last long.
Yet the silence that lingers between the three, four if you count the fire spitting racoon, makes it feel longer for the two "students". Y/n is still unsure of what to do in this situation, but so far going along with it turned out well, so she might as well continue. The boy on the other hand looks conflicted, the Devil Fruit user heard him yell something about dreaming earlier, so maybe he's just now realizing this is really happening.
Finally reaching elegant looking doors, though in Y/n's opinion the entire place looks like some fancy castle, the headmage suddenly slams them opens with both arms,
"I most certainly did not!"
His entrance and announcement manages to gain everyones attention, a red haired boy speaks up,
"Ah, speak of the devil"
Crowley wastes no time and gets the boy and Y/n to move forward and towards a floating mirror with a face/mask on it,
"If you must know, I was searching for the new students who'd failed to show for orientation. You two are the only ones who have yet to be assigned to a dorm. Step up to the Dark Mirror, and be quick about it. I'll watch your weasel."
As the Crowman directs the final sentence towards the boy, ignoring the racoons(or weasels?) growling, he accepts that he has to go up first. Just before he does, he glances back at the woman. After receiving an encouraging smile and thumbs up, he continues forwards and steps in front of the mirror.
Despite being told that the mirror would sort them into some kind of dorm, Y/n wasn't prepared for it to start speaking,
"State your name."
Startled by the mirror talking, the boy flinches before answering,
"... I'm Yuuken Enma."
Y/n repeats the the name in her mind, feeling a little better that she knows his name and wouldn't have to continue calling him "the boy". Realizing she zoned out and missed a bit, the woman redirects her attention to the mirror as it continues,
"The nature of your soul is... "
The mirror pauses and squints at Yuuken, stopping for what feels like is too long. All the students wait in anticipation and or annoyance, wanting this to wrap up quickly. The mirror finally continues,
"... unclear to me"
'Welp. I wasn't expecting that.'
Neither was Crowley, who asks the mirror to repeat itself. The Dark Mirror elaborates,
"I sense no magical power from this one. Soundless. Colorless. Shapeless. Utterly vacant. Therefore, no dorm would be appropriate."
The student crowd breaks out into murmurs and whispers, Yuuken can only look around with no idea of what he's supposed to do. The Devil Fruit user didn't even know a soul could have those attributes, but watching Yuuken have those descriptors thrown at him, she feels kinda bad for him. Sure, doesn't know him for long, but neither does the mirror!
Crowley, having enough of the disorder, silences the students and interrogates the mirror,
"Are you suggesting that the black carriage went to receive a person who cannot even use magic? But that is absurd! The student selection process has not erred once in its century of existence! How could this have happened?"
Caught up in his thoughts, Crowley's grip and restraints on the racoon loosen enough for it to struggle and escape out of them,
"Mmmph! Nnnrgggh... *GASP!* ME! Let ME have this student's seat!"
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Virtual Insanity [Twst x OnePiece!Reader]
FanfictionAfter traveling with the straw hats for a while, Y/n receives strange letters written in an unknown language. Believing it to be a final message from an old friend, she ventures out on her own to find a way to translate it. While on her journey one...