Keroro Gunsou: The Azumanga Daioh Adventure! Chapter 27

And so it begins... ^_^

The Second Season of "Keroro Gunsou: The Azumanga Daioh Adventure!" begins now; with the start of the 3rd Movie installment!! :D

I know that a lot of people have been waiting to see Atsuko Setsuko in action; and this chapter should not disappoint!! :)

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Keroro Gunsou: The Azumanga Daioh Adventure!

Part 27: “Atsuko: The start of the war! De arimasu!”

“Two days after Kamiya’s birthday party; things started to take a turn for the worse…” The narrator states as 2 Space Police walk down a dark corridor; in a space prison on a barren asteroid deep in space, “…Starting off far from Pekopon.”

“What happened here, Poya?” A blue-haired policewoman asks as she floats down the hall next to another policewoman; this one with purple hair. “I don’t know, Poyi. We came in and found it like this, Poyi.” The other woman replies.

They enter a small room with monitors and controls. All of the monitor screens in the room are busted in and the controls on the consoles are all smashed beyond repair.

“Can any of the information be recovered from these, Poyin-chan, Poya?” Poyan-chan, the blue-haired policewoman asks. “We’ve only been able to figure out one thing from them so far, Poyan-sama…” she states with a grimace, “…Before the consoles were broken; the prisoners in this cell block were all set free.”

Poyan-chan floats over to one of the consoles; picking up a broken fragment of the panel in her hand and examining it closely. “Has Poyon-sama been informed of this yet, Poya?” She asks.

A long pause hangs in the air; finally causing Poyan-chan to turn and look over at Poyin-chan. “Has she, Poya?” She asks again.

“I don’t know how to tell you this, Poyi…” Poyin-chan begins, looking down at the ground, “…I think it’s better for you to see for yourself, Poyi.”

Poyin-chan floats away slowly; leaving Poyan-chan to follow her a moment later. They float down the hall a short distance and enter another room.

Instantly, Poyan-chan drops the piece of the panel as she puts her hands over her mouth. In front of them floats Poyon-chan; their green-haired boss; frozen in place by a force field. A light blue haze wavers around Poyon-chan as she remains caught in mid-movement; her gun firing a beam of energy; which has traveled only a short distance from her gun but floats in mid-air.

“What happened to her, Poya…?” Poyan-chan asks, floating towards her. She reaches out a hand towards the blue aura.

“No, Poyi! Don’t touch her, Poyi!” Poyin-chan shouts; reaching out and pulling her back at the last second. “What are you doing, Poya?” She shouts; turning around to face Poyin-chan. “I’m sorry, Poyi…but you can’t touch her, Poyi. We’ve analyzed her state, and she’s trapped in a time-loop, Poyi.” Poyin-chan replies.

“A time-loop, Poya?” Poyan-chan asks with confusion. “Yes, Poyi. Basically, she’s stuck in a very short fragment of time; the very moment that she fired her weapon, Poyi. If you touch her or the force field around her; you’ll interfere with the time flow within the force field, Poyi…” Poyin-chan says.

“What will happen then, Poya?” Poyan-chan asks. “We’re not really sure yet, but as far as we can tell from the analysis done by the technicians who are also working on the consoles and monitors; they say that the most likely outcome will be the force field collapsing in on itself; taking Poyon-chan with it, Poyi.” She explains.

“So, what are we supposed to do then, Poya?” Poyan-chan asks; looking up at Poyon-chan again. “Right now that force field is the only thing that’s keeping Poyon-chan alive and separate from our time flow…so we have to try to figure a way to release the force field without crossing the time flows; or hope that it fades away on its own, Poyi…” Poyin-chan replies.

“Any idea who’s responsible for all of this, Poya?” Poyan-chan asks, trying to remain calm and collected. “We can’t say for sure; but we have a strong suspicion, Poyi…” Poyin-chan replies.

“A strong suspicion, Poya?” She asks. “Yes, Poyi. In the inmate-possessions holding area; almost everything was taken; but one item in particular is missing…the Time Disruptor, Poyi. Sound familiar, Poyi?” Poyin-chan asks.

Poyan-chan flinches a little in realization; then sneers a little. “Tokiki…” She growls, tightening her gloved fists a little as she speaks.

“Exactly, Poyi.” Poyin-chan replies with a nod as they both look back at Poyon-chan; still frozen in time and unable to move.

“Meanwhile; at the same time; only a few miles away from the prison…” The narrator explains.

“You never did tell me why you broke me out of prison…” A small green and yellow Keronian states as he sits on a rock. He looks over his shoulder slightly, the jingle bells on the tips of his blue and red hat bouncing a little; but the sound is muffled by the space suit that he’s wearing.

“We require your services, Tokiki.” A tall feminine figure states; silhouetted in the darkness. “My services?” Tokiki asks with a tone of intrigue.

“Yes…” The feminine figure states; a wide insane grin coming across her face, “…You see, you possess something that only a select few in this universe have; a device to control time.”

“So what about it?” Tokiki asks; looking down at the arm-mounted Time Disruptor on his arm. “That weapon…you have extensive knowledge of how to use it effectively.” The feminine figure comments.

“Of course I do! I should have used it more effectively though…that’s what got me into that damn prison in the first place…” Tokiki replies, clenching his other hand into a fist.

“We are aware of that,” The feminine figure states, “But that is not what concerns us. We require your services. We need you track down these two sentient beings and ensure that they are immobilized.”

The mysterious feminine figure hands a small piece of paper to Tokiki; and he looks at it. “They don’t look like too much trouble…why did you need me for this?” Tokiki asks.

“Do not underestimate these two…they possess powers that are uncharacteristic of their respective species. As for why we choose you…we do not what them dead or injured; only immobilized…in much the same manner as you did with that Space Policewoman.” The figure explains.

“You know you could have just taken my Time Disruptor…” Tokiki comments casually. “I understand. So you would rather be back in prison; is that it?” The figure asks; causing Tokiki to pause and sweatdrop.

“No…” Tokiki replies sheepishly. “Good. We chose you because you have the knowledge to use it effectively; and because we have other matters to attend to.” The figure replies.

“Why do you keep saying ‘We’? You and I are the only ones here!” Tokiki asks. “We are always around…it is our nature. And there is no I with me…there is only we.” The figure asks.

“I shouldn’t have asked…” Tokiki shouts; face-palming. “Do we have an accord, Keronian?” The figure asks, still smirking insanely.

“What do I get out of all this, anyway?” Tokiki asks, looking back up at the mysterious figure. “Simple. You get your freedom back. A new chance on life; something you sentient beings hold so dear.” The figure replies.

Tokiki looks down; thinking for a moment. “And what guarantee do I have that the Space Police won’t come after me now?” Tokiki asks.

“No guarantee.” The feminine figure replies, her eyes hidden in the darkness.

“What?!” Tokiki asks, rising to his feet. “You have little choice, Keronian. Either you help us and we provide you with the materials you need to power your weapon and the chance to escape; or I alert the Space Police to your location right now and you go back to prison.” The figure replies; remaining motionless.

“I’m never going back there!” Tokiki shouts angrily; slamming his foot into the ground, “Do you know what it was like there? It was hell! Every single moment I was there I was bored out of my mind! Constantly thinking just so I didn’t go insane…because they never let me out of that tiny room! All alone; only seeing the outside world through a tiny slot they opened every so often to give me food through!”

“I take it then that we have an accord then, yes?” The figure asks again.

Tokiki growls a little; holding back his anger. “Fine. We have an accord…” Tokiki begins, holding out his hand to shake, “…I never did catch your name…”

“You will learn it…all in due time; Keronian…” The figure replies; reaching out and shaking his hand.

“My name’s Tokiki…I thought that I had told you to call me that before?” Tokiki retorts; drawing back his hand after the shake. “Our apologies…we do try to respect the wishes of those we make deals with…Tokiki.” The figure replies; still with the same smirk.

“By the way; where are these two that you want me to take care of?” Tokiki asks, holding up the piece of paper he was handed earlier; with the pictures of Kamiya Yumenna and Terere on them.

“Pekopon…” The figure replies, “…Which is where we are going right now. Follow me.”

“Meanwhile, on Pekopon…” The narrator states, “…Kamiya and Terere’s life goes on like normal; unaware of the events taking place far away from them…”

“Good to be back in school, huh?” Kamiya asks happily; looking over her shoulder at Terere; who’s walking a short distance behind her with her anti-barrier on.

“You bet! Tetete!” Terere laughs happily; looking up at Kamiya, “School’s always fun…between your friends and just being out of the house; you can’t beat it!”

Kamiya giggles a little as they both continue walking. “I wonder what we’ll be doing today in first period?” Kamiya asks, looking up a little in thought of her rhetorical question.

“A short time later…” The narrator states.

“Alright everybody! Sit down!” Ms. Yukari yells as she rushes into the classroom; rage flaring in her eyes. “Late again…” Yomi mumbles. “Seems to be a trend.” Tomo adds quietly.

“As if it weren’t bad enough that I have to be to class on time; now I have to deal with exchange students too!” Ms. Yukari shouts angrily; storming over to her desk.

“Exchange student?” Kagura asks quietly to the other girls. “Why would we be having an exchange student now when we’re so far into the school year?” Chiyo asks with a question mark above her head.

“Pipe down!!” Ms. Yukari yells; casting an angry glare over the students. Almost instantly; everyone stops talking.

“Now…” Ms. Yukari begins, regaining her composure, “…Let’s all welcome our new exchange student, Atsuko Setsuko. Setsuko-san, please come in.”

As Ms. Yukari makes a waving gesture towards the door; it slides open and a tall girl with long black hair strolls in casually.

All of the students watch her enter the room; but Kamiya stares wide-eyed at her as Atsuko stares back at her with an evil smirk; showing her teeth a little as she smirks.

“What’s wrong, Kamiya-dono?” Terere asks; looking up at her. “I…I don’t know…” Kamiya begins, almost unable to speak, “…I just have this feeling…”

“Huh?” Terere asks, staring at Kamiya blankly with a question mark above her head.

Unaware of Kamiya’s reaction to Atsuko; Ms. Yukari continues with the introduction. “Introduce yourself, Setsuko-san.” Ms. Yukari states with an uncharacteristic happy smile and a polite presentation hand gesture.

“Yes Yukari. My name is Atsuko Setsuko; and I come from a place far away from here. I have come to Japan to learn and study from you.” Atsuko states, her voice mysteriously calm and sultry.

“Um…well; it might not be common where you come from; but in Japan we address the teachers as Sensei.” Ms. Yukari states; trying to be polite. “Oh. My apologies, Sensei.” Atsuko replies; tilting her head slightly as she smirks again.

“O.K….” Ms. Yukari laughs nervously; grabbing some papers from the desk and adjusting them a little bit; “We need to find you a seat…um…” Ms. Yukari looks around; searching for an open desk.

“She can have my seat, Sensei!” A young boy states; rising from his seat with his hand raised. “WHAT?!” Kamiya shouts; noticing that it’s the guy sitting behind her saying it.

“Ah. Thank you very much.” Atsuko states with a slight nod. A second later she turns and looks up at Ms. Yukari.

“Is it alright if I take his seat, Sensei?” Atsuko asks; staring Ms. Yukari blankly in the face. “Oh, sure…” Ms. Yukari replies; sweatdropping a little, “That whole student independence thing, right?”

As the young boy moves to another open seat in the back of the classroom; Atsuko strolls over to the newly opened seat directly behind Kamiya.

“You O.K., Kamiya-dono?” Terere asks; looking up at Kamiya who’s shaking almost to the point of rattling the desk. “I’m-I’m fine…” Kamiya replies; sweating profusely.

“I hope we can become good friends, Kamiya.” Atsuko states with a smile as she places her hand on Kamiya’s shoulder.

Kamiya screams; jumping in her seat; causing Atsuko to withdraw her hand quickly. “Is something the matter, Yumenna-san?” Ms. Yukari asks as the whole class stares at her.

“No, nothing’s wrong…I’m fine. I just wasn’t expecting her to touch me; she startled me; that’s all…really…” Kamiya explains; trying to catch her breath.

“I apologize. Perhaps my greeting should have been in another fashion then.” Atsuko replies coolly; ignoring Kamiya’s distress.

“Well, just be careful you two. We don’t need any problems.” Ms. Yukari replies nonchalantly as she turns to the blackboard.

Oh, I’ll be very careful… Atsuko thinks; staring at Kamiya with a wide grin across her face; while Kamiya tries to look forward and ignore her.

“Lunch time!” The narrator shouts; as time has passed and now everyone is at lunch together.

“That girl’s been in all of my classes…” Kamiya states uneasily as she walks over to the table with the other girls at it.

“You’ve been acting strange today, Kamiya-san.” Yomi states as she eats some of her lunch. “Strange-r you mean.” Tomo adds sarcastically.

“What’s going on? You know that girl or something?” Yomi continues; ignoring Tomo.

“No, I have no clue who she is…” Kamiya replies, “But she just gave me a bad vibe…I don’t know. And she knew my name!”

“I know a lot about you, Kamiya.” A voice states out of nowhere; causing Kamiya to knock her lunch off of the table as she flinches.

“Hey, we were just talking about you!” Tomo states as Chiyo and the other girls look concerned over at Kamiya and her fallen lunch. “I suspected as much…” Atsuko replies calmly.

Atsuko looks down at Kamiya; who’s busy trying to pick up her lunchbox and clean up the mess. “Oh. It appears that you’ve lost your lunch, Kamiya. Would you like to share mine?” She asks; causing Kamiya to sit up quickly and bang her head into the table on the way up.

“You alright?!” Kagura shouts; helping Kamiya sit up fully. “Damn; that really hurt!” Kamiya mumbles; trying to hold back the intense pain. “Here, use my drink. It has lots of ice in it and it’s really cold.” Atsuko replies; extending her hand out to give Kamiya her drink.

“What good is that going to do?” Tomo asks. “It’ll ease the pain, dummy!” Yomi shouts; grabbing the drink from Atsuko and putting it on the back of Kamiya’s head.

“You going to be alright, Kamiya-san?” Chiyo asks with concern. “Yeah…I’ll be fine…” Kamiya replies; still wincing from the pain.

“Would you care to share in my lunch, Kamiya?” Atsuko asks politely but with charisma. “No thanks.” Kamiya replies as Yomi holds the drink to the back of her head.

“Seeing as how I seem to have played a part in you losing your original lunch; I insist on helping you.” Atsuko replies.

“She’s right.” Kagura replies, gesturing for Atsuko to sit down with them. “Here; let me help you with that…” Atsuko offers; grabbing her drink from Yomi’s hand and holding it to Kamiya’s head.

“Please stop…” Kamiya asks; trying to hold back her feelings as she pushes Atsuko’s hand away from her head.

“What’s the matter with you, Kamiya-chan? She’s only trying to help you!” Kagura asks; expressing her mood with her words.

“I…um…” Kamiya begins; looking around nervously. She looks up at Atsuko slowly; only to see her staring back at her with a smug grin across her face.

“I just can’t trust her.” Kamiya replies finally; causing everyone to drop their jaw in shock.

“Wow…I never pegged you for someone to stereotype someone else, Kamiya-chan.” Tomo states.

“What?” Kamiya asks; staring in wide-eyed amazement at everyone.

“I have to agree with her here; Kamiya-chan. I mean really, you just met only a few hours ago and you’ve been really rude and mean to her.” Yomi adds.

“But…I mean…well; she knew my name! How do you explain that?!” Kamiya shouts; trying to defend herself.

“You speak as if I weren’t in the room, Kamiya.” Atsuko adds; causing Kamiya to roll her eyes a little.

“However, I suppose that I do owe you an explanation about that.” Atsuko begins, “As part of my exchange program; I was instructed to learn everything I could about the classmates I’d spend time with here in Japan. So, I know everything about you, Kamiya Yumenna.”

“Wow…” Chiyo replies in awe. “Like what?” Kamiya asks, now interested.

“For example, your name. It is very unorthodox. Your last name is a traditional last name; and your first name is more of a last name. Also; your name is spelled with two N’s in English; having to use a Tsu symbol to signify this in Katakana and Hiragana. How do you explain this?” Atsuko asks.

“Well, my father has always been fascinated by Western culture and he gave me a very unorthodox given name. As for my surname; I can’t say…I guess it’s just one of those uncommon last names. Not everyone in Japan has standard commonplace names; you know.” Kamiya explains, “And my father does business in America all the time; so he probably spells in Yumenna for that reason.”

“I never knew that. That’s amazing!” Chiyo states; as the other girls nod in agreement with her. “Well; I don’t really talk about it too much…” Kamiya comments; sweatdropping a little.

“Yeah. I mean, I’ve been meaning to ask you about your name for a long time; but I never remembered to.” Tomo adds; eating some noodles and talking with her mouth full.

“You see; Kamiya Yumenna; I know all about you,” Atsuko replies with a smile, “But do not worry yourself over it; it’s only business.”

Kamiya sighs in acceptance; only to have her stomach rumble a moment later. Kamiya instantly turns red; deeply embarrassed.

“Perhaps you should take some of my food, I wasn’t planning on eating it all anyway.” Atsuko states; pushing her tray towards Kamiya slightly.

“Yeah…perhaps I should…” Kamiya replies; feeling the eyes of the other girls on her.

“I don’t see why you’re so afraid of her, Kamiya-san,” Kagura comments; noticing Kamiya’s reluctance to take Atsuko’s food, “It’s not like she’s going to bite or anything.”

“Yeah…that’s right…” Kamiya adds, “…I just feel bad having to eat someone else’s food; that’s all.”

Atsuko places her hand gently upon Kamiya’s; causing her to tense up a bit again. “Kamiya; you have nothing to fear. I’m not going to bite; like she said.” Atsuko states in a tone that borders between reassuring and insinuating.

Kamiya gulps a little; unable to move her hand out from under Atsuko’s out of fear and politeness. Atsuko removes her hand a moment later and places her hands together gently on the table.

“Say, you said you know about all of us, right?” Tomo asks suddenly, looking over at Atsuko. “I did.” Atsuko replies.

“What about me? What do you know about me?” Tomo asks her. “Wouldn’t you like to know…?” Atsuko comments; trailing off a little as she walks away from the table suddenly; leaving Tomo with a blank stare.

“You guys can’t tell me that you don’t think she’s weird!” Kamiya asks the other girls as soon as Atsuko’s far enough away.

“This coming from a girl who talks to herself constantly in class?” Yomi states; pointing out the irony of the situation.

“Am…am I really that bad?” Kamiya asks; looking down at the table in shame. “Well; you do it a lot…but we don’t say anything anymore.” Kagura adds.

“I…I had no idea…” Kamiya mumbles quietly. “Perhaps we could get a recording of you doing it or something! That might show you that you really do, in fact, do it!” Tomo proclaims with enthusiasm.

Suddenly; they all look in shock as tears fall from Kamiya’s hidden eyes and down into the food in front of her. “I’m sorry! I have to go!” Kamiya shouts, grabbing the food and rushing away from the table as fast as she can.

“Was it something I said?” Tomo asks; dumbfounded.

“Meanwhile; just outside the room…” The narrator states.

“And” “So” “It” “Begins…” A series of mysterious voices say; hidden from view as they look into the window of the lunchroom.

“Elsewhere; just outside the lunchroom…” The narrator states.

“I can’t believe that that’s what they think of me! I thought they were my friends!” Kamiya cries out; rushing down the hall as she cries uncontrollably.

Suddenly; her foot slides on the floor; causing her to skid at full speed across the floor; flailing her arms around as she tries to catch herself.

Just as she begins to fall; a pair of arms catch her midway. “What?” Kamiya asks; still sniffling from recently crying.

“Ah, Kamiya Yumenna…you’re lucky I was here.” Atsuko Setsuko states; staring down at her as she holds Kamiya in her arms.

“You again?!” Kamiya shouts; trying to rise to her feet. Atsuko helps her up and grabs her by the arm as she tries to get away.

“There’s no reason for you to fear me, Kamiya Yumenna. I’m not your enemy.” Atsuko states with a sad puppy face.

“Well; that’s not it, Atsuko-san…I just don’t…well; I don’t know!” Kamiya quickly replies. “What’s wrong? Why don’t you trust me?” Atsuko asks.

“I…I’m not sure; really. I don’t know…” Kamiya explains; trying to loosen Atsuko’s grip on her arm. “Well; maybe in time you will trust me. After all; it seems that your friends don’t anymore.” Atsuko comments.

Suddenly Kamiya stops resisting and takes a couple of steps closer towards Atsuko. “What do you mean?” Kamiya asks her.

“You don’t know?” Atsuko asks, seemingly surprised. “Know what?” Kamiya asks. “Your friends don’t trust you. They think you are some kind of nut who just talks to herself and uses that as an excuse to be pitied upon.” Atsuko replies.

“Really?” Kamiya asks; with a tone of fear in her voice. “Actually; I shouldn’t be telling you this…I mean; I don’t know you all that well and I shouldn’t be revealing things that they told me to keep secret like this.” Atsuko adds.

“I was right…” Kamiya begins; causing Atsuko to look at her suspiciously. “Right about what?” Atsuko asks.

“They don’t like me…they were just playing with me all this time! I thought they were my friends; but they just wanted to make fun of me behind my back!” Kamiya realizes; burying her face in her hands as she starts to cry again.

“Oh, don’t cry, Kamiya…you wouldn’t want people to see you like this; now would you?” Atsuko asks; pulling Kamiya in close and gently comforting her. “No, no I wouldn’t…” Kamiya admits through her tears.

“Just try to calm down; Kamiya…everything will be fine. I’ll be here if you need someone to talk to; just remember that.” Atsuko states, gently placing her head upon Kamiya’s as she continues to comfort her.

“Thank you Atsuko-san. You really are a true friend.” Kamiya sniffles as she tries to stop crying again. She gently pushes herself away from her and stands up fully.

“I’ll see you next hour then?” Atsuko asks politely. “Yeah, that’s right.” Kamiya replies. “I wonder what Yukari will have us do in there; I understand that it’s odd to have an English teacher instructing study hall; but it sounds like she volunteered to substitute for the class today.” Atsuko explains.

“Really? I didn’t know that the normal teacher wasn’t in today?” Kamiya replies. “Yeah. I just heard about it not too long ago myself. But I guess that’s how it goes…sometimes you don’t learn the truth until the very end.” Atsuko replies with a smirk.

Kamiya nods and bows politely. “Thank you again for saving me back there and for helping me out, Atsuko-san.” Kamiya replies. “My pleasure, Kamiya Yumenna…” Atsuko replies with a bow and smirk.

As soon as Kamiya starts to walk away, Atsuko looks around carefully. “Good. Her Keronian friend is gone…” Atsuko comments. She reaches down into her book bag and pulls out a small device.

“Report.” A voice states as she presses a button. “All is going according to plan,” Atsuko begins with a smug grin, “She’s gone from fearing me to completely trusting me; and she suspects nothing.”

“Excellent.” The voice on the other end states; distorted from the device, “And what of the teacher for Kamiya’s study hall class?”

“They have been disposed of…locked away in a utility closet. They will be freed after our objective is done; seeing as how they are not a part of the larger goal.” Atsuko comments.

“Correct. Excellent work, continue with the mission.” The voice replies. “Understood.” Atsuko replies; turning off the device and slipping it back into her book bag.

“Looks like this perfume oil came in handy after all…” Atsuko comments; bending over and cleaning up the oil that Kamiya had slipped on earlier.

“It’s only a matter of time now before I finally crack the great and powerful Kamiya Yumenna.” Atsuko comments; laughing evilly to herself as she stares down the hall where Kamiya had walked away down.

“A short time later…” The narrator states.

“So, this is study hall. You all know what to do here; so don’t ask me anything.” Ms. Yukari comments; sitting up at the desk in the front of the classroom.

“Why are ya here, Yukari-sensei?” Osaka asks; raising her hand. “I don’t know…someone told the principal that the teacher from this class went home sick and he decided that it would be best to punish me for always being late to my own class by having me be here for this one as a substitute teacher.” Ms. Yukari explains.

“I wonder who told him?” Osaka asks. “No clue.” Ms.Yukari replies; while Atsuko sits quietly in the distance at a desk.

“Hmm…you know; back at lunch when we were talking about Kamiya’s name?” Tomo asks as she sits next to Atsuko. “Yes. What about it?” Atsuko asks, peering over at Tomo barely.

“Well; you’re name is strange too. I mean; it’s like you’ve got two first names instead of a first and last name; and what’s up with it rhyming like that?” Tomo asks.

“Where I come from; names aren’t that important. Besides; my name’s like an enigma; it’s supposed to be confusing.” Atsuko replies smoothly.

“Oh.” Tomo comments; confused. “Don’t worry about it; Pek- Tomo.” Atsuko replies; correcting herself in mid-sentence.

“Why did you run out of the lunchroom like that; Kamiya-dono?” Terere asks her as she sits on the table next to her. “I don’t want to talk about it, Terere-chan.” Kamiya replies; typing away on the keyboard in front of her as she sits at a computer station.

“I’m worried about you, Kamiya-dono. You’ve been acting strangely ever since that Atsuko-girl showed up in class this morning. I don’t know what’s wrong with you.” Terere says; reaching for Kamiya carefully.

“I’m fine…” Kamiya replies, concentrating on the computer monitor and not looking at Terere. Suddenly, she bangs her hands across the keyboard; causing Terere and everyone else to jump.

“What’s wrong with this thing?! Is everything against me today?!” Kamiya shouts; clenching her fists in frustration.

“Something wrong with your computer, Yumenna-san?” Ms. Yukari asks; walking over to her. “Yes, Yukari-sensei. For some reason; the keys won’t respond to what I type. The mouse works fine; and the computer’s not frozen; but for some reason I can’t type anything!” Kamiya explains.

“Just calm down and let me see what I can do.” Ms. Yukari comments. She begins to fiddle with the mouse and keyboard as Kamiya sits back and watches.

Slowly; Ms. Yukari’s mood turns from complacent to irritated to angry and finally to rage as she tries to figure out what’s wrong with the computer. “Damn stupid piece of technology!! What in the hell’s wrong with this piece of crap?!” Ms. Yukari screams; shaking the computer furiously.

“Did you check to see if the keyboard cord was plugged in?” Atsuko asks; walking over to them. “Of course I checked that!” Ms. Yukari shouts; only to stop a second later and look over at the computer slowly.

“Sure enough; behind the computer; the keyboard cord was unplugged.” The narrator states.

“Just thought I’d help.” Atsuko remarks as she walks away; leaving Ms. Yukari to wallow in her anger and rage over being outdone. Ms. Yukari walks away slowly; mumbling a little to herself.

“How did she know…?” Terere asks; looking suspiciously at Atsuko. “I don’t know…maybe she’s good with computers or something.” Kamiya replies.

“You’re in a good mood all of sudden.” Terere comments; looking over at Kamiya now. “Yeah. I guess I was wrong about her. She’s pretty nice after all.” Kamiya replies.

“What makes you say that?” Terere asks. “Nothing, really. She’s just helped me out a lot today…at lunch, back in the hallway, just now…she’s been really nice to me and I was really mean to her before for no reason at all.” Kamiya explains.

“Back in the hallway?” Terere asks. “Yeah. She’s around almost more than you are, Terere-chan.” Kamiya comments; laughing a little bit.

Terere doesn’t respond; instead just sits there; staring blankly at the ground. She is around more than I am… Terere thinks to herself with a sad expression.

“Wow, it’s amazing how much better this thing works when it’s plugged in!” Kamiya laughs; typing away on the computer again.

Terere looks over at Kamiya; watching as she laughs happily on the computer; unaware of Terere’s hurt feelings.

Perhaps you’d be better off with her then, Kamiya-dono…I always knew a time would come when you wouldn’t need me anymore… Terere thinks to herself as she hops down from the table and walks towards the door of the classroom, …I just didn’t think it would come so soon; especially after you told me you needed me just a few days ago.

Terere opens the door of the classroom and turns momentarily back to Kamiya. “Goodbye, Kamiya-dono…maybe someday you’ll need me again…maybe someday you’ll need your friends again.” Terere comments; closing the door behind her.

“An unexpected bonus…” Atsuko comments to herself; smiling happily with satisfaction as she watches the door close.

“What’s an unexpected bonus?” Tomo asks; looking over at her. “Hmm? Oh, nothing…just playing a computer game here and I won. You know; you get those bonuses when you do your job right.” Atsuko replies; implying something more with her words as she smiles.

“Yeah! I love that one game; what’s it called…” Tomo replies, thinking out-loud. “I’m sure that it’s a good game. You seem like someone who loves to play games.” Atsuko replies.

“I do!” Tomo states with a smile. “That’s good. I like to play games too…” Atsuko states with a smug grin, “…And believe me; I’m good at the games I play.”

“Later that day…” The narrator states.

“Well; this has been a fun day.” Kamiya remarks sarcastically as she puts her shoes away into the slot at the end of the school day. She pauses for a moment; waiting for a response; only to hear silence instead.

“Terere-chan?” Kamiya asks; looking down suddenly. “Where did she go? I thought she was here…” Kamiya asks; slightly confused now.

“What’s wrong Kamiya-chan?” Yomi asks as she walks over to her. “It looks like her shadow isn’t talking back to her anymore.” Tomo whispers to Yomi; only to receive an uppercut a moment later from Yomi.

Kamiya picks up her bag; unaware of Yomi’s corrective action to Tomo. “No, it’s not talking back anymore, Tomo-san.” Kamiya replies with sadness.

“You heard her?!” Yomi shouts; surprised. “Yeah, I heard…” Kamiya begins, “…I’ve always heard; I just never listened before. Goodbye, Yomi-san.” Kamiya replies; grabbing her book bag and walking away.

“No wait! She was only joking!” Yomi shouts; but Kamiya doesn’t listen as she walks away looking down at the ground as she walks away.

“Perhaps it’s best to leave her alone.” Atsuko states; walking up behind Yomi and the knocked-out Tomo. “What do you mean?” Yomi asks her. “She’s had a stressful day; she needs time alone. I’d say it’d be best for you and your friends to leave her alone for a while; she’ll come back to you when she’s ready.” Atsuko explains.

Yomi thinks for a moment; and then nods. “Yeah. She’s been through a lot today; knocking her head at lunch and freaking out in class a lot…maybe she just needs to calm down or something.” Yomi comments as she starts to walk away..

Tomo finally gets up; shaking off the hit. “Wait for me, Yomi!” Tomo shouts to Yomi as she runs after her.

“Yes…just leave her alone…” Atsuko says, “…It’s only matter of time before everyone leaves her alone; and then the great and powerful Kamiya Yumenna will be all ours!”

“A short time later, back at Kamiya’s home…” The narrator states.

“I’m home, Mom…” Kamiya replies limply as she walks in the door. “Oh, welcome home, honey! How was school today?” Her mom asks from another room in the house. “I’d rather not talk about it…” Kamiya replies in the same limp tone.

“What’s the matter? Did you not have a good day today?” Chiwa Yumenna asks; walking into the room with a small plate of chicken. “No, I didn’t…” Kamiya begins; sitting on the couch in the living room.

“What happened?” Chiwa asks; sitting next to Kamiya and placing the plate of food on the small table in front of them. “Nothing really…I just don’t think my friends like me anymore.” Kamiya replies; trying to hide her hurt feelings.

“Oh honey; it’s O.K.! We all have our bad days; but I’m sure your friends care for you very much.” Chiwa replies; putting her arms around Kamiya and holding her tightly.

“I’m not so sure…I mean; there was this new girl at school and I was mean to her without really trying to be; and then the other girls started making fun of me and I started to lose it in school; thinking that everybody and everything was against me!” Kamiya shouts as she starts to cry again.

“Shhh…don’t cry, honey. It’s alright; it’s alright…there, there…” Chiwa says as she tries to calm and soothe Kamiya; as she continues to cry on her shoulder.

“I’m sorry Mom…this isn’t like me at all! I’m normally so polite and nice; and I was so mean to that girl today! And despite all that; she was so nice to me! She only wanted to be my friend and help me and I was so mean to her earlier!” Kamiya shouts; crying uncontrollably.

“I’m sure you’re just overreacting; honey. I know you; and you could never be mean to anyone!” Chiwa says, attempting to comfort her.

“Maybe they’re right…maybe I am mean and stereotyping people! They all laugh at me behind my back anyway; so what do they care if I am!” Kamiya cries out; squeezing her mom tightly.

“They don’t laugh at you behind your back…you’re just imagining that…” Chiwa replies; stroking Kamiya’s hair gently.

“But they do, Mom! You should have heard them! They think I talk to myself because of Terere-chan!” Kamiya explains through her tears.

“But they can’t see her…” Chiwa explains, “…If you remember; I was the same way before you introduced me to her finally. They just don’t know who you’re talking to; so they assume you’re talking to yourself.”

“Does that make it O.K. for them to laugh at me though?!” Kamiya shouts; looking up at Chiwa. “No, it doesn’t…but you have to look at it from their point of view too; honey. They don’t know about aliens; and they can’t understand it.” Chiwa replies.

“Maybe you’re right…” Kamiya replies as she tries to stop crying. “Just try to relax honey; it’s going to be alright. I’m sure they will have forgotten all about it tomorrow at school.” Chiwa replies.

“I hope you’re right; Mom.” Kamiya sniffles; wiping her eyes as she still cries a little. “I made you some dinner. Why don’t you take this up to your room and try to relax.” Chiwa says; handing Kamiya the plate of chicken.

“Yes, Mom.” Kamiya replies; still sniffling as she takes the plate of food. “If you need to talk some more; I’m here. Just try to relax though…it sounds like you’ve just had a bad day; that’s all. You’ll feel better in the morning.” Chiwa replies with a smile.

Kamiya nods and gives a half-hearted smile. As she walks up the stairs; Chiwa walks away and into another room.

Kamiya enters her room; only to see someone sitting on the window ledge inside. “Oh; it’s you Alisa-chan…” Kamiya states, breathing a sigh of relief.

“I thought I would stop by, you seemed troubled at school today.” Alisa states, stepping down onto the floor. “You saw me at school today?” Kamiya asks.

“I was in the area.” Alisa replies with her normal expressionless face. “I’m a little embarrassed…I was hoping no one had saw that.” Kamiya admits; rubbing the back of her head.

“The other people at your school saw you, no?” Alisa asks. “That’s not what I meant, Alisa-chan.” Kamiya replies quickly.

“Did you want to talk about it?” Alisa asks. “You want to talk to me about my day?” Kamiya asks; confused.

“You are my friend. Is that not what friends are supposed to do?” Alisa asks. Kamiya nods in agreement; setting her plate of food on the table.

“Want a chicken leg?” Kamiya asks Alisa; only to receive a strange look back. “Ah, right…you don’t need to eat.” Kamiya replies with a sigh.

“Well; anyway, there was this new girl at school. She just transferred here and-” Kamiya begins when Alisa cuts her off suddenly.

“Atsuko Setsuko, correct?” Alisa asks. “Yes! But…how did you know?!” Kamiya asks in shock.

“I’ve been tracking her for a while…she’s been studying you and your friends for a while; so I was intrigued as to why she would do that.” Alisa explains.

“Oh yeah, that…well; she explained that. Apparently she’s supposed to do that as part of her transfer program; something to do with learning about Japanese culture; I bet.” Kamiya replies.

“Oh.” Alisa replies, “Well, do you trust her?” “Trust her? Why do you ask me that?” Kamiya asks her.

“From what I saw at school today; your other friends and Terere have abandoned you; so I was wondering if she was your new friend.” Alisa asks.

“Well; I do trust her a little-wait; Terere-chan abandoned me?” Kamiya shouts suddenly; realizing what Alisa said.

“Yes. I saw in your study hall class when you were on the computer. Terere left the room; saying something about goodbye and how she thought that you would always be her friend. I did not hear it all.” Alisa replies.

“Oh no…she thought that I…” Kamiya begins; realizing what’s happened, “…I have to go find her!”

“No.” Alisa replies; grabbing her shoulder. “Let go; Alisa-chan! I have to find Terere-chan!” Kamiya shouts.

“And how do you propose to do that?” Alisa asks; causing Kamiya to slowly sit back down. “You don’t have the means to track down a Keronian. However; I can…if you would like me to.” Alisa replies.

“Oh, would you do that for me? Please?!” Kamiya begs; holding Alisa by the shoulders. “I will; since you are my friend. I will let you know when I find her.” Alisa comments with a nod.

“Thank you so much Alisa-chan!” Kamiya shouts; hugging Alisa. Alisa looks at her awkwardly; and Kamiya suddenly realizes it. “Oh, sorry…” Kamiya replies sheepishly; sweatdropping a little.

“Goodbye, Kamiya.” Alisa replies; walking to the window as Nevula folds out into a pair of wings. Kamiya watches her leave; and then turns back to her desk.

“Normally I wouldn’t eat dinner here; but I guess this works.” Kamiya laughs a little; picking up a piece of chicken and taking a bite of it. She looks up at her mirror; and notices her picture from Chiyo pushed between the frame and the glass.

“Maybe I’m imagining it…maybe they don’t hate me…” Kamiya comments; looking up at the picture with all of them having fun at the beach together.

“…But if that’s true; then why do they have to make fun of me?” She asks herself; taking another bite of the chicken.

“They really should be more sensitive to my feelings…” She mutters; looking down at the floor. Suddenly, her expression becomes even sadder.

“Speaking of being sensitive; Terere-chan’s way too sensitive…” Kamiya comments, “…She should know by now that I’m not going to hurt her feelings or abandon her. She really needs to learn that…”

Kamiya looks back out the window and sighs lightly. “…I just hope Alisa-chan can find her.” She finishes.

“A few minutes later…” The narrator states.

“Wow; that was really good chicken! I’m stuffed!” Kamiya says happily; patting her tummy a little. She grabs the plate and heads for the door.

She closes the door behind her and walks to the stairs. “Thanks for the dinner, Mom!” Kamiya shouts as she walks down the stairs.

Suddenly; she stops as no response comes back.

“Mom? You still here?” Kamiya shouts; walking down to the living room and over to the kitchen. She sets the plate down in the sink and starts to look around for Chiwa; but can’t find her anywhere.

“I’m sorry; I’m afraid that she can’t hear you right now…” A voice states; causing Kamiya to freeze in place.

She slowly turns around; only to see a small multi-colored Keronian standing at the entrance to the kitchen. “I guess I should really thank your mother…without her; I might have had to break in here.” The Keronian calmly replies; not really looking at Kamiya as he speaks.

“What did you do to her?!” Kamiya shouts; suddenly overcoming her initial fear. “Me? I didn’t do anything to her…” He replies; flicking one of the jingle bells on his hat, “…My Time Disruptor on the other hand; that did do something to her.”

“Mom?!” Kamiya shouts; rushing past the Keronian as he watches her with his arms crossed and a smug smile upon his face. She rushes into the front foyer area and stops suddenly; covering her mouth in shock as her mom stands frozen in place; encompassed by a glowing blue aura.

“What…?” Kamiya asks in shock; staring in disbelief at her mom; frozen in place with the doorknob in her hand and the door partially opened. “It’s amazing how one’s person’s curiosity can be their undoing. I mean; I just rang the doorbell and she was kind enough to open the door to see who it was. She never knew what hit her.” The Keronian replies with a laugh.

“Damn you! What did you do to her?!” Kamiya shouts. “Please, my name is Tokiki; and all I did was freeze her in time with my weapon here.” Tokiki replies; showing off his arm-mounted Time Disruptor.

“Release her now!!” Kamiya shouts angrily. “Now why would I do something like that, Pekoponjin?” Tokiki asks sarcastically, “Besides; with her out of the picture; there’s no left to stand in our way.”

“Our way?” Kamiya asks, slightly showing her confusion. “It doesn’t matter if you understand, Pekoponjin; it’s not important for you to understand.” Tokiki replies.

“Then what is important?” Kamiya asks; staring him down. He raises his weapon; aiming it directly at her.

“For you to be immobilized and disposed of; of course.” Tokiki replies with a smug grin; firing the Time Disruptor.

“Can Kamiya survive Tokiki’s Time Disruptor? And what will happen with Terere and Kamiya’s other friends? And will Atsuko Setsuko be able to continue her charade and ultimately break Kamiya’s spirit? And who else is behind all this; hidden within the shadows?” The narrator asks with fear, “Keep watching as the 2nd Season continues in the exciting and mysterious Movie 3 installment!”