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What: Ami and Asami sneak into the old school building! Others can join too!
When: 8:30PM, some night in June?
Where: Old School Building
Who: Ami, Asami, others!

People in school knew Ami as one person. Asami as Ami's only friend had begun to see a different side to her. And tonight it was almost as if a whole other side of Ami was coming out. A girl who had grown up playing fantasy games and wishing every single day that magic was real so that she could change her body and become who she wanted to be, she had grown up to be a little excited by adventure and the lure of possible mystery. Because if if something beyond explanation could exist at all, that meant there was a chance, no matter how small, that her dream could actually come true.

So when Asami found Ami crouched down by the fence outside the old school building, she'd see the young idol in all black, with plenty of adventuring supplies. She wore a pair of tight black jeans, sneakers, a black turtleneck, and her hair was put up in two buns on the side of her head out of the way. She had a smalls length of rope coiled and hanging from her shoulder, as well as a stack of ofuda she had made from designs online.

"Asami-chan, over here!" she whispered from her hidden spot, waving a short hand to her friend.

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"Hello, Initiate," the scroll said in bright purple font. "Arcane wisdom from ages past has left us this bit of knowledge: you are probably in trouble right now! It is also likely that your current knowledge of spells is very limited. So, this you must know: if it is wisdom you seek, there are many ways to learn new enchantments:"

A list appeared, each item punctuated by a small burst of differently-colored flame.

You can learn magic from:
- Other magic books and scrolls
- Word-of-mouth by other magicians
- Learn them instantly from forces divine or netherworldly
- Discover them as you experiment or practice magic

"However," the scroll continued, "since you opened this scroll now, it is likely you require some form of assistance. Unfortunately, this scroll is merely for initiates, and contains no more spells."

"If we hadn't gotten this scroll for free, I'd be feeling ripped off now." Takuro stowed the scroll away with a sigh. "At least we can hand it in to Iwata-sensei and make him happy, I guess."

He glanced up at Itsuki, his friend's face dim illuminated by the serpent on the ground. "Any other ideas? We don't have to scare them. We could just join up with them and pocket anything magical before they have the chance to read it. Or..."

He pulled out his phone, and showed Itsuki the number displayed on the screen. "...This guy is meant to be pretty good at fear, right? The first three summons are freeee."

The last word was almost sung as Takuro waved the phone in front of the taller boy.

There was a moment where Itsuki hesitated. The first option was certainly gentler, sweeter, and had a very high possibility of sharing the wealth of magic with their classmates.

He puckered his lips, looked at the phone, and, after a few seconds of consideration, said: "...Well it is free."

At that very moment, a phrase in bright neon red (and in English, to boot) appeared over Itsuki, slowly fading upwards before vanishing into thin air.

"Ah... I guess you really don't want them to get magic, huh, Itsuki-kun?"

Takuro shrugged, and looked at the number on the screen again. "I'm kind of excited to try calling a magical number. Let's hope it doesn't make too much noise..."

He hit the call button.

This time there was no sound. In fact, there was no flashy show of lights. There was only two rings of the phone, a 'click' as if the call had disconnected, and then a strip-club, S&M themed horse headed demon man of rippling muscles and an impressively immodest loincloth standing behind Takuro. Well, it was a pure black shadow with red eyes for a split second, then it was the S&M equine nightmare that, arching one unnatural eyebrow (for horses should have no such thing), said in a deep voice:

"Hello... young master. What can I do you for?"

Takuro tried to speak, but all that came out was a soft, choked noise. He cleared his throat before giving it a second attempt.

"I'd like you to scare off some classmates so they won't want to return to this building again. I was told that you were an expert of fear..."

"O-Oh my."

Unlike the previous, bombastic horse, this one had the capacity for modesty. He also had the capacity for arching his brows, which rings as an absolute act of wrongness for all who would see it. There was no shouting, no show of power, but only those eyebrows that go against the will of the gods slowly lowering over piercing eyes.

"I'm not so much into fear as I am into discomfort... but I can give you plenty of that, if that's what you're into," he said, leaning down slightly to look at Takuro closer. "Master."

A pause.

"See what I did just now? That's what I'm talking about... but I'm sure you'd prefer if I kept my displays a bit more conventional?" He said, and then slowly noticed there was a glowing snake on the ground.

Honk.

"Oh..."

Honk honk.

"Huh... well that's unusual, but I suppose... alright, understandable," the horse said, shaking his head and breathing in deep, which made his pectorals and pierced nipples swell out a little. "So... I suppose you'd like them to be afraid, but not--" he rubbed his horse chin before adding, "unable to sleep for days... So, something simple?"

Takuro shrugged. "Whatever is easier for you. Conventional or unconventional. Traumatic or otherwise. Just... don't hurt them, please." He hesitated. "We don't know exactly who is in the building, so nothing too mean."

"Sure. You'd be surprised how much I can hold back from being rough," he said, in a voice like hot chocolate. "Before that, however, I'm to introduce myself... you don't mind if I do, do you?"

Big bold red words appeared before the horse.

"But you can call me K-kun," the horse said, using his hands to wave off the caption so that it'd disappear into smoke. "I'll show you I'm good at what I do," he added, winking after a very uncomfortable pause, to the point the beat had to be calculated to create maximum awkwardness.

"I'm sure that you are... K-kun." Takuro was unfamiliar with addressing demons in such a manner, and was leaning back a little from the horse-headed man that towered over them. "Do you need us to help you, or can we just point you in the right direction...?"

Kaunko gave Takuro a long and uncomfortable look. "No need. You can come if you want..." he said, leaning closer, and closer, until Takuro would surely be bending backwards to an uncomfortable level-- at which point the demon smirked, in as much as a horse could (but not as much as any horse should.) "See? I'm good at what I do."

With that he straightened up, walked towards one of the school walls and reached to his side, where a black, gleaming whip hung from his hip. "You stay back, young master, and let me do the--" uncomfortable pause, "hard work."

After taking a couple of padded steps, the horse demon gave the boys a thumbs up.

"O-oh. Oh well, that's... that's something alright," Itsuki said, a tad meekly, huddling up to Takuro as they walked. "Hey, Takuro-kun," he whispered to the other boy as quietly as possible. "A-are you sure you didn't dial the wrong number? This um, this seems kind of... you know... weird?"

"Maybe that business man meant something else when he gave the number for 'personal, pressing assistance'..." Takuro mused. "But given that K-kun is all we've got other than your sleepy snake, and K-kun seems willing enough to help, I don't see why this is a bad idea."

"Besides," he added, "He looks professional, right?"

"Oh, um, he looks professional alright. Just... not quite sure of what line of work, really," he said, briefly checking behind them to see if the kamui was following along. He was, and had poked its head out of one of the eye-holes on his ghost costume, which it was now wearing as a long skirt.

That's when a giant rat carrying a bucket of dirt fell down from the ceiling in front of the group. Another one immediately followed from behind. Both stood up on their hind legs, hoisting up their bucket and a broomstick in each hand, and roared out:

"It's not even close," Takuro sighed, glancing across at Itsuki. "Just like the subway, I guess?" Taking initiative, he broke into a run towards the rat on the left. He jumped as he got close, swinging his leg with the intention of planting a foot in the new arrival's stomach.

Roll: 1

But the rat, a creature of the night and - seemingly with better eyesight in the shadows - moved fast when Takuro's leg swung over. The rat then retaliated by using his dusty broom to smack Takuro's bottom hard, throwing him sideways and to the ground with all the momentum a butt can stand.

"Ah!" Takuro landed and rolled from the momentum before coming to an ungraceful stop. "Ow, fuck, ow- dammit," escaped the boy's lips as he got to his feet and retreated to a safe distance.

"Hey, K-kun!" Takuro called to his summon. "Can you help us against these guys?" It was a genuine question.

The horse demon, who until then had been standing with his arms crossed as if the battle didn't involve him, acted immediately upon Takuro's question-- his hand was already tight around his whip, and with a firm tug (roll 5) he struck at one of the rats.

That hurt-- it got a shriek out of the guard, who dropped his broom to grab onto his face, hissing and spewing expletives. (Roll 2) However, as the horse-man drew back his whip he frowned slightly, clicking his tongue. "Goodness, I must be a little out of practice... I'm better at getting you worked up." [Fear not inflicted.]

"Takuro-kun...!" Itsuki called out, and while relieved to see his friend getting up he was still concerned for him. He was almost distracted from the fact the monster behind him was approaching, broom in hand, but [Roll: 10, perfect evasion] and, just as it did in the subway, for an instant the darkness in the room was parted by the appearance of spotlights that bathed Itsuki's frame in glory, and confetti that dropped from nowhere, along with the sound of a roaring crowd. He'd dodged with serpentine agility, letting the rat guard fall down, and edging away to shove his arm forth. "Kamui! Come to my aid!"

At that moment, the snake god's "ghost costume" ripped asunder, as if a sudden force was blowing out from beneath it, leaving tatters of white fabric in the air... and no sign of the kamui at first, not until it rematerialized in mid air, larger than usual, and looking far more ferocious, before lashing out to wrap tightly around the rat.

[RAT GUARD #2 IS RESTRAINED AND TAKING WRAP DAMAGE.]

Itsuki's attack had the area illuminated by the light of the kamui, all of the participates of the battle bathed in the snake's radiance. It also left the shadow of the unbound rat - the one that had counter attacked Takuro - clearly visible on the floor behind it. Takuro reached out, and squeezed.

Roll: 3

Nonetheless, the kamui's light was not enough for Takuro to get a good grip on the shadow, and the rat guard escaped his attack.

It was now its turn to move (roll 1) but if Takuro had failed to squeeze histhe opponent and wrangling him, he had succeeded in catching the very edge of the rat's shadow, right at the tail, which made it trip.

[THE RAT GUARD IS STUNNED]

And then Kaunko stepped heavily on the rat's head (roll 8), instantly knocking it out under the pressure of the assailant's mighty feet. In his triumphant cry, he let out a sound like ten chalkboards being scratched by the nails of ten little girls who came out from a TV set - the fearsome death whinny (roll 7) that filled the school hall, and hit the other rat guard, paralyzing it in terror.

The thing is, it also hit Itsuki, who simply froze on the spot.

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