Desolate// Mp100 X Fem! Reader

A certain task (3)

Sitting on the endge of a rooftop, wind blowing the hood of your jacket— you could only look down as the scene beneath you. Despite how far you are from the scene, you could still make out who it was on the ominous alleyway.

"I've found him. I'll apprehend him and head back."

You glanced at the man, equally as hooded but his figure was tall and large—a complete contrast to yours. You note that he was making a phone call to Sakurai, before looking back down on the ground, your hand gently scraping the digital watch on your hands.

"But before that," Megumu ended the call before putting his hand down, "We should watch for a bit and see how good he is. You got that, brat?"

It took you a moment before realising he was talking to you. You gave him a nod before you continued taking in the sight before you. In an instant, the dust filled up the alleway as you heard sounds of cemented grounds cracking. You saw people get flunged by the psychic power, your eyes narrowing as you realised how painful this whole thing looks in real life.

Those with psychic powers have certain attributes that are stronger than the average person. Their body heals faster, and generally they don't take as much damage as a normal person.

But the people he's treating like ragdolls— they have normal pain tolerance, slow body regeneration. You rubbed the back of your neck, wincing as you see the act of violence, hoping they'd manage it somehow.

Little by little, you see unconscious body on the ground, plopping onto each other as you could only watch.

You glanced to the side, eyes widening as you notice the figure outside the alleyway walking closer. It was the boy with the disntinct bowl cut hair ; Mob. He was accompanied by Teruki.

You immediately grabbed the hood of your hoodie, squirming in order to make youself look as small as possible. He'll go away soon, and you don't want to be noticed at all.

"What's up with you, brat?"

You flinch, hesitatingly letting go of your hood before letting out a small 'It's nothing..' before looking at the confrontation happening on the ground.

To be quite frank, you can't hear anything on the ground, but you can assume it's going the canon route. The body language, everything— it looks the same.

"Ah, he's grovelling." You muttered, hugging your knee as you watch the scene play out.

BEEP...BEEP..

You turned towards the source of sound, muted immediately as the Megumu answer the call. "Hello?" As the call goes on, his body language grew more annoyed, "I'm just watching for a lil—"

Megumu clicked his tongue, "Fine, fine." As he was about to end the call, a voice spoke up, "No, wait. Just in case, send a photo." Megumu's body language shifted to annoyance, his hand rubbing his neck in an annoyed manner, "Yeah, yeah."

Ka-chak!

You just sat there as you witnessed their silent banter before looking back down on the ground, head blanking out noises as you kept on looking on the ground. Your hands grew bored of scraping your watch and began rummaging through your pockets. By some pure luck, you open to see a candy of your favourite flavour. You beamed at it, at least there is some light in the darkest times.

You unwrapped the candy and shoved it inside your mouth, still spacing out as you looked at the people underneath you.

"I'm not a fan of doing things with a dumbass brat of all people," Megumu said before tugging the hood of your hoodie, your body jolting slightly as you looked at the man with confusion, "But using you as a meat shield could prove useful."