Chapter 3: Hunting Season(ing) Part Two

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God, was there some planet in retrograde right now? Everything was so…gray. Tome usually would have been able to cite a specific planet but she had been too oddly deflated all day to speculate.

At least she wasn’t the worst one off. No, not by far. That honor went to the pompadour’d thug who did nothing but sulk in the corner of their shared club space now. Her own club mates who were always too scared of him to even approach even tried to offer him one of their honey chip bags out of sheer pity. Tome, usually quite stingy with the resources (especially now they didn’t actually have funding anymore) didn’t even object. ‘How the mighty fall.’

Goda had spent some time trying to cheer Onigawara up. That boy was too nice for his own good. Him AND Kageyama. Tome didn’t know what Goda had been trying, exactly, since she was too engrossed in (or rather numbed by) her video game to listen but she could guess. The Body Improvement Club had one solution for every possible human ailment. It was exactly why she didn’t risk complaining today.

Tome glanced at the clock—it was getting to be that time, wasn’t it? The time where everyone finished their club activities up. Ah. Orwell was calling her name once again.

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[spiritsandsuchtrainee]

"Um, actually," Mob speaks up, quietly at first, but then stronger at all. "Hanazawa-kun's really strong as well. And he has a lot of talents that I don't have, either." Though to be fair, Mob didn't really have many talents to speak of.

All the members of the Body Improvement Club shot each other confused looks. Mameta exited out of his cell phone game just long enough to text Haruto next to him.

This is weird, right?

Haruto blinked at the notification on his cell phone, then shot Mameta a perplexed look himself. He'd been so engrossed in his game that he didn't have any idea what was going on.

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Teruki shot Mob a look that was halfway between confused and flattered. "Hey, don't be so modest. I'm not even in any clubs right now."

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"Master says that The Going Home Club is the best."

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Before Teruki could fire off another reply, the room was silenced by the sound of the door snapping open. Standing at the threshold was none other than Onigawara with his back turned to everyone, standing the most upright he ever had.

"...Freakin' WEIRD!"

Then, the door slammed shut. He was gone.

'...They actually got Onigawara to leave.' Shirihiko gaped.

"Alright! Enough!" Tome thrust her finger out at Teruki. "You said you had a lead so out with it!"

"Ah." Teruki squeezed Mob a bit tighter to himself. "Yes, yes. Please remember I'm just a simple intermediary, here, you can really thank Kageyama-kun's passion fo--"

"Lead! Now!"

Tome's mouth snapped shut when a polaroid was cleanly tossed across the desk to sit before her. Her eyes widened. It was unmistakable. An honest-to-goodness crop circle carved in wheat.

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The other members of the Telepathy Club leaned in for a closer look.

"Wow."

"Looks like this might be the real deal."

The words of awe coming from the quieter members of the Telepathy Club was enough to draw everyone around to take a look.

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Ah, this could get out of hand quickly. There were nothing but other boys around. Teruki couldn't risk getting them too drawn in--for Mob's sake.

"Tome-senpai. I think you understand the gravity of this." For the first time since they met, the weight of his words drew Tome's earnest attention. Ah, yes. She was fully reeled in now. "It would be my honor to assist you and Kageyama-kun in investigating this further."

"Kageyama? He's not in the club--"

"Kageyama-kun is a powerful psychic. That's why you asked for his help and his alone in the first place with reconnaissance, right? We're at a stage that demands expertise and delicacy."

Tome straightened up and looked at her other club members. She wanted to disagree with this newcomer, but...

[spiritsandsuchtrainee]

Tome really did seem enraptured by Teruki's smooth words.

"If there's anything I can do to help, I'll do what I can."

Musashi clapped a hand on Mob's shoulder. "Good luck, Kageyama!"\

A cacophony of Good lucks rose from the Body Improvement Club as they followed Musashi's lead, each clapping a hand so hard on Mob's shoulder that he was sure it was going to bruise later. He knew they meant well, though.

"Guess we should say good luck, too," Mameta said to Tome.

"We'll be here to provide backup," Saruto said, picking up his video game system to continue with his game.

"Yeah, backup," Haruto added, picking up his phone again.

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‘Not too slow to fall in line, huh?’

“Then, let’s get going. I have just the person to talk to at my school. He’s part of a club too, so he should still be there.”

In the space that Teruki had spoke, Tome had already finished packing to go and was out the door.

‘So…Kageyama-kun’s into the aggressive type, huh.’ “Well, then.” He let go of the other boy’s shoulder—giving his back a firm pat—and moved to follow.

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"Um." Mob swallowed nervously as he followed after him. "You're doing a great job, Hanazawa-kun." It's not the job he anticipated today, but that was okay. "Who's this person you're talking about, though?"

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Teruki leaned close to Mob’s ear—even if Tome was already pretty far up the hall as it was. “Thanks, but today’s all about you, remember? We’re meeting one of my former underlings. His family owns a large plot of farm land to the south of here where this phenomena has been occurring.”

[spiritsandsuchtrainee]

"About... me?" Now Mob was really confused. Was Tsubomi going to be involved somehow that he didn't know yet? Of course. He was sure Teruki's plan was more complex than something as direct as just arranging a meetup.

"Oh," he said. Then: "Why former underling?"

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“I’m not Shadow Leader at Black Vinegar anymore. I stepped back.”

[spiritsandsuchtrainee]

"Wow, really?"

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’Is he…surprised?’

“Yeah. But I guess you could say this guy and I still have a good relationship, so I was able to call in a favor.”

Good relationship was an understatement…at least from the other boy’s side.

There, on the roof of the rebuilt Black Vinegar (that they’d made it to in record time with Tome moving like greased lightning), one simple glimpse of Teruki sent a boy bowing so deeply he nearly smacked his dyed hair into the raised bed he had been dutifully tending to.

“SHADOW LEADER! I’m so humbled you’ve visited me this late!”

“Hey, hey, I’m not…you know.” Teruki motioned for him to calm down. “I said I was coming after school today, remember?”

“Yes, but I’m still very humbled!”

Tome gave Mob a look where they stood behind Teruki.

[spiritsandsuchtrainee]

Mob was utterly unaware of Tome's look as he watched in quiet awe at the respect Teruki was getting from someone who wasn't even his underling anymore. He was really was seriously respected!

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After regaining his composure, the punkish young man bowed to Teruki’s guests. “Daisuke Nakazawa. Year 3. Vice President of Black Vinegar’s Gardening Club.”

Tome had the decency to bow her head back. “Tome Kurata. Year 3. President of Salt Middle School’s Telepathy Club.”

Daisuke looked to Mob and made a slight face. This kid…looked familiar somehow, even for how plain he was.

[spiritsandsuchtrainee]

"Shigeo Kageyama. I'm a second year." He didn't have any important title to speak of.

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After Mob introduced himself, Daisuke immediately forgot all about it. It didn't matter! His task was to help them in any way possible.

"So." Daisuke dutifully arranged gardener's kneeling pads for them to sit, sitting properly on his knees himself before them. "You wanted to know about the crop circles on my family's farm, right?"

"R-Right." There was a pause before Tome spoke, realizing her position of authority a beat late, and hastily presented him the photo that Teruki gave her. "Yes. The Telepathy Club's primary goal is to activate the powers of the human mind to contact extraterrestrial life. As President, I'm obligated to be at the forefront of any strange phenomena such as this!"

Daisuke nodded sagely. "Well, to tell you the truth...this has been going on on my family's property for the past year or so. It's not just strange marks in the wheat, either...our livestock has been frazzled and there's a really...strange atmosphere that hangs over everything. At first my parents thought it was just weird weather making the livestock restless, but it's gotten even stranger in the past month. More strange marks. Some of our cows even went missing for awhile."

Tome's ears were pricking all the way up at this point, practically ready to vibrate into the sky, and it was all she could do to stay composed and tethered to earth. "Has anything more significant taken place? Strange UFO sightings, even?"

"Actually...now that I think about it... ...nah. Couldn't be..."

"No! Don't second-guess anything...Please, share any information you have!"

"Well...my grams has been saying she's been seeing weird things in the night sky...lights and stuff like that, but...her eyes are bad. So's her health. My parents think she's seeing things."

Tome clutched a first to her chest. Her instincts were clear. She needed to see it with her own eyes at all costs! "Nakazawa...please, allow us to investigate this matter further!"

"You mean, like...visit?" Daisuke thrust out his bottom lip hesitantly. "I mean, you definitely could see it for yourself. It's a big plot of land."

"This certainly has to be troubling for your family, right?"

"I guess. There hasn't been any major damage to their stuff and the cows and goats always return in one piece, but it's hella spooky--"

Tome stood and bowed so quickly she moved like a blur. "Then it would be our pleasure to investigate and assist in this matter! Thank you very much, Nakazawa!"

"Uh. Sure. Yeah. Yeah!" Daisuke bowed back. "Anything for the Shadow Leader's honored guests!"

Teruki's mouth set in a straight line. He wanted to correct Daisuke but he didn't want to disrupt the moment. Instead, he grinned at Mob. They were making great progress!

[spiritsandsuchtrainee]

Mob offered Teruki an awkward smile and gave him a thumbs up. (Was that what cool people did? Mob hoped he looked cool.) Tome was clearly happy about this. If Teruki kept making her happy, he was sure that she'd warm up to him soon.

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Just bowing apparently wasn't enough for Tome since she was taking both Daisuke's hands in hers and shaking them hard enough to jostle the muscular teen until he was off-balance.

Teruki took the chance to lean in towards Mob again to whisper. "Just look at how happy she is! At this rate you're gonna close the distance with Tome-senpai in no time!"

[spiritsandsuchtrainee]

"What?" Mob managed to push up. "Me and Tome? But --"

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"Kageyama! Hanazawa! I've researched the bus route on the way here!" Tome thrust the pamphlet out for them to see. "If we hurry we can make the next bus that leaves in 6 minutes, so let's go!"

[spiritsandsuchtrainee]

"Isn't this kind of sudden?" Mob promised Reigen he would be there. If they went to the middle of nowhere, there was a good chance he wouldn't even be back before Spirits & Such closed.

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"It's not sudden at all, Kageyama, don't you see? This is the culmination of years of preparation!" Tome shamelessly hooked her arm around Mob's. "It's simply reconnaissance! I'll be relying on your powerful psychic ability to properly assess the situation!"

"If you all are planning on going, I'd say you should get there and back before night falls. I heard our first monsoon is coming really early this season...after that, who knows what it'll look like out there?" Daisuke stood and gathered the kneeling pads. "It's been a really freaky year..."

[spiritsandsuchtrainee]

Mob nodded. "Yeah, wouldn't it be better to do it on the weekend? We'll have more time then, too."