Summary: Ryukyu is still secretly evil, and Izumi needs her Emotional Recharge Station again...
Warning! Chapters 59-61 were all published back-to-back! Make sure you don't miss any!
Chapter 60: Oh, Come on! Another Extrovert?!
Izumi was much more confident as she entered the Dragon Heroine's agency this time. She was greeted cheerfully by the same receptionist as her first visit, checked in a bit more thoroughly as she was getting more than just a guest pass, and sent up to see her Work Studies boss. She was extremely pleased that Ryukyu had been willing to take her on for Work Studies. After all, even if Ryukyu was unrepentantly evil...Izumi recognized her evil as necessary to grow into the aspects of her herodom that she wasn't all that comfortable with.
Besides, better the extroverts you know, than strange extroverts that might ambush while you're trying to read a good book or something. It was this thought, that she could deal with Nejire because Nejire was one of her extroverts now, that carried her through the squealing hug from her senpai and into the Dragon Heroine's main office. It was there, however, that her calm was shattered by an only half-familiar face.
"Izumiiii! I wondered if I would see you here! Greenette power represent!"
Izumi oofed in surprise, then instinctively flailed as she found herself ambushed by a Setsuna missile. As in, the Group B girl's torso had detached and flown off to tackle-hug her unexpecting victim. Nejire and Ryukyu were no help, one brightly grinning as the other looked on in quiet amusement, seemingly content to remind Izumi that she was quite evil. Izumi couldn't even summon an adorable 2B for distraction, as she'd already been grabbed in an ambush-hug! After flailing around for a few seconds, she awkwardly tapped the other greenette's back in a sort-of-hug, which thankfully seemed to satisfy her assailant as she retreated back to the rest of her body. Whew.
Wait.
Why was Setsuna here?
Looking toward Ryukyu with dread, she got the answer she was already half expecting.
"It's good to see you again, Resolution. I'm sure you're already at least passingly familiar with the other Work Studies student I've decided to accept from your year. Hydra was recommended to me by Nejire as she 'loved her energy.' I gave her a closer look, of course, and I think she'll fit well. She fills a recon role my agency somewhat lacks, currently, while I and Nejire can both help her with tricks regarding three-dimensional movement. She'll even be good for you, I think."
Oh. That grin was more proof that Ryukyu was secretly evil. Her evidence was piling up into a mountain! Why did Izumi get stuck with another extrovert?! Inhumane! This has to be a war crime or something, right?! Geneve Convention violation! Cruel and unusual punishment! She did her best not to whimper as Setsuna and Nejire both took off chattering at speeds she could, sadly, follow. Sometimes having the speed of thought to process all of that was a headache waiting to happen...
... ...
Izumi faceplanted into her emotional recharge station. Also known as her girlfriend's boobs. Momo oofed at the impact of Izumi's not-inconsiderable weight, then chuckled as she recognized the behavior. She let Izumi soak in the Oppai Therapy, putting down the tablet she'd been reading from as she lay on the couch awaiting Izumi's return. She lowered her hands to massage Izumi's shoulders and reflected on her own first few days of Work Study as she waited for her girlfriend to recover. The offer from Gang Orca had come as a complete surprise. Most notably in that he had reached out to her, which was not the way Work Studies usually worked. Apparently, he'd heard from Selkie just how well Momo did underwater, once she'd realized that Float could propel her even more easily under the water than over it.
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