Hey guys! I'm back with the newest chapter~! I really hope you'll enjoy this - and the twist at the end of the chapter >:D

Anyway, onto the story!

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Accidental Reverse Arc 2

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Aki stays quiet for the most part as she listens to Tenma's story. He tells her everything he can but still keeps a few important things out. Both of them are aware of it, but neither point it out.

Once he finishes, it's Aki's turn to tell what happened. ''Everything was in chaos once you departed,'' she tells him, her brows furrowing slightly. ''The audience went wild, no one knew what to think about Fifth Sector's intervention. Your team looked really worried but Endou took them away quite fast.

''I'd gotten your call by then and I decided to head home in order to contact your parents. I'd explained as much as I could at the time, and they did as you asked. They were really worried,'' she adds after a moment of thought. ''Anyway, there wasn't much I could do after that. There were some reporters waiting outside of the house so I requested they leave or I would call the police.

''I ended up calling them and they got rid of the press. A few hours later, an official of Fifth Sector came here like you predicted in order to get the contact information of your parents.'' At that she shoots him a dry look. ''I wonder why they didn't try to get my permission.''

Tenma grins cheekily. ''Oh, I might've dropped a few hints here and there about my real guardians,'' he says smoothly.

His relative shakes her head good-naturally and smiles as she continues the story. ''Well, I did stall like you said. He eventually left without all the information he wanted. Then the waiting game started.'' At this, her smile drops and her expression darkens a little.

The brunet immediately feels guilty and reaches for her hand. When the woman looks up, he gives her a soft smile. ''I'm okay. Fifth Sector can't really do anything to me for now, and if I have anything to say about it, next time they try anything it'll end the same. So don't worry about it for now, okay?''

Aki blinks in surprise and then chuckles softly. ''Since when are you the one to comfort me?'' she asks in amusement.

Tenma grins at her, happy she seems to feel better. The two of them collapse into silence, simply enjoying each other's presence after everything that happened the past few days.

Aki is the one to break the silence. ''What will you do now?'' she asks him.

He's not sure what she means with that question, but answers anyway. ''Well, for starters I'll go to the pool later since I can really go for a swim. Then I think I might visit soccer practice to talk with the team... and then I guess I'll just focus on winning against Fifth Sector. Both on and off the field.''

The woman nods, seemingly satisfied with that answer. ''That sounds like a good plan,'' she tells him with a smile. She stands up. ''Well then, I'll go pack our swimming stuff.''

The time traveler raises an eyebrow. ''Our?'' he repeats questioningly.

Aki's eyes twinkle in amusement. ''Of course. You don't think I'd let you go alone, now did you?''

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When they reach the swimming pool, it's mostly empty. Not that it's very surprising, considering most people are at work or in school. Aki quickly finds a spot to park the car and then they make their way inside the building. Tenma waves to the girl from last time he was here, Shinohara, and the two relatives swiftly change into their swimming wear.

Tenma quickly finishes changing, only having to pull off his shirt, and tells Aki he's going on ahead. Once he reaches the deeper pools, it's a pleasant surprise to notice there are no people present. He quickly walks towards the largest pool, one from about ten feet deep.

He wastes no time with adjusting his goggles and immediately jumps in the water, feeling his body relax as the water surrounds him. He gulps down a mouth of air and dives underwater, sitting down at the bottom of the pool. He looks up, watching the lights dance on the water surface.

The brunet can hold his breath for quite a while, but eventually the need for air becomes too great and with a few strong kicks off his legs he breaks through the surface. He shakes his hair out of his face and gulps down the precious oxygen.

When Aki comes into the pool room, it's to find her young relative gracefully swimming through the biggest pool, almost lazily moving through the water. A smile graces her lips as she watches the brunet for a few minutes. She has always admired her aunt Shiori, especially when the woman was in her natural element – there is nothing as beautiful as seeing the swimming champion surrounded by sparkling blue.

And despite his love for the solid ground under his feet and the wind through his hair, her son has inherited it as well. Aki has always believed her relative to take after his mother, mostly in body build and personality, yet every time she sees him in the water she is still shocked by the resemblance between mother and son.

Both are graceful, their movements flowing in a way that seems to make them a part of the water itself. She is astounded every single time either of them show their skill, if it's their speed or simply their lazy floating. No matter what it is, they can make anything look beautiful.

Aki, as the ex-manager of the Raimon Eleven and Inazuma Japan, knows that her brother-figure is an amazing dribbler. If he really lets himself go, if he allows himself to be a part of the wind, he can show the same gracefulness as in the water.

But others don't see it. They are too caught up in the match to see the expertise, the elegance that her young relative shows no matter what he does. It's a shame, really, but as long as she can keep watching the finesse of the boy, she supposes it doesn't matter.

Raimon can count themselves lucky with a player who is so in-tune with his body. Aki has only seen a few players who are so at home on the field as Tenma. Endou, for one, though he has a different elegance. Kidou and Gouenji both have it too, but like Endou, it's different for them.

If there's someone who can really compete with her relative, it would be Kazemaru. Maybe Fubuki as well. Both players are part of the wind, more focused on agility and speed than strength and power.

She is pulled out of her thoughts when a familiar voice calls her name. ''Aki-nee!'' the boy in the water beams at her. ''Are you going to come in or what? The water's great!''

''Ah, hai!'' she quickly calls back and makes her way to the pool. The woman tests the temperature for a moment and when she's satisfied that it's warm enough, she lowers herself in the water. She swims away from the edge a bit, when a hand grabs hers. The woman looks up into the smiling face of her brother-figure.

''Come on!'' he grins at her. She can't help but smile at his enthusiasm, letting the brunet pull her further towards the middle of the pool.

It's a great way to spend their morning, to say the least.

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Like promised, once they have returned home, Tenma changes into his soccer uniform and leaves for Raimon after a delicious lunch. School has ended for about half an hour already, so his teammates must be practicing right now.

The way to school is uneventful, despite some people stopping to look at him. No one addresses him, though, which is a blessing. The weather is nice and it's pretty calm, so Tenma takes his sweet time getting to Raimon.

When he does arrive, he doesn't bother with entering the school and instead makes his way to the soccer section. The closer he gets to the outside field, the louder the familiar sounds become. Shouts, laughter, running feet. His lips turn upwards in a gentle smile.

It doesn't take long for the field to come into view, and the brunet pauses in order to look at his teammates down below. The yellow and blue clad figures are running over the field, chasing after the ball. Tenma laughs softly at the conviction that can be seen clearly in their movements – seems like there is no hesitation about the revolution anymore.

'They must've been pretty worried.' The thought causes the smile to fall from his face as his thoughts go back to the moment Fifth Sector's agents came to pick him up. He can honestly say that he's touched by the way Raimon moved protectively in front of their first-years, how they all tried to hide him when the agents' goal became clear.

With a soft sigh, the brunet makes his way towards the staircase that leads down to the field. He can't say he's looking forward to all his concerned teammates, but he doesn't want to let them worry any longer. 'Guess I better get it over with, then.'

He stays unnoticed at first – the people on the bench can't see him and the players are too caught up in their game to spot him. A teasing smirk pulls on his lips as the brunet steps on the grass.

''Have you forgotten about me already?'' asks Tenma, his voice echoing over the field. Everyone immediately stops what they're doing to look at him.

''Tenma?!'' exclaims Sangoku, who quickly runs towards him. The time traveler smiles at the keeper, who inspects him with a relieved expression on his face. A moment later, the rest of the team joins them.

Shindou is the one to ask the question that's on all of their minds. ''How- when did they let you go?'' asks the captain, concern and relief shining in his brown orbs. ''Are you alright?''

The brunet smiles reassuringly. ''Don't worry, I'm perfectly fine,'' he tells them truthfully. ''They didn't do anything to me.'' He can see the tension flow from them like water, and his soft smile turns cheerful. ''I was dropped off at Aki-nee's a few hours ago,'' he answers the first question.

''You had us worried,'' remarks Kirino as the team moves towards the bench, taking an impromptu break. As his teammates reach for the towels and the water bottles, Tenma makes himself comfortable on the grass.

''Really?'' he blinks, slightly surprised. ''But I left you a message...''

''Like that would stop us from worrying.'' Tsurugi doesn't sound very impressed, even as he raises an eyebrow. ''And... my 'guardian angel'?''

Tenma grins cheekily. ''Of course! You really thought I didn't have any help in convincing you to fight Fifth Sector?'' at the forward's shocked look, the time traveler chuckles. ''You underestimate me, Tsu-chan.''

Before the Seedling can answer to that, Sangoku's voice cuts through their short conversation. ''So... did you succeed in destroying the Holy Emperor's sanity?'' he asks dryly.

What the keeper probably didn't expect, though, is for Raimon's future captain to grin wickedly. ''Oh, yes, that worked out perfectly,'' he cackles darkly, to the shock of his teammates. They can swear devil horns are growing from his head.

When the brunet notices it, he quickly stops cackling and instead smiles innocently, and it almost looks like sparkles and flowers are surrounding him.

Shindou sighs, running a hand through his hair with a fond smile directed at his crazy junior. ''What did you even do?''

''Well, the Holy Emperor seemed to think it was appropriate to play mind games with me.''

Haruna, who was listening to the conversation together with Endou, gasps, and all eyes turn to her. The woman is pale. ''You mean to say that Ishido Shuuji himself started a political fight with you?'' she asks shakily. ''But- but I've heard he's a master manipulator! He can get anyone to do anything he wants!''

Raimon's captain nods in agreement. ''Yeah... I've seen my parents play those political games quite a lot at parties. It's... pretty scary, actually, to see them talk people in all kinds of things. And the Holy Emperor used those tactics on you?'' he asks incredulously.

Tenma pouts. ''Jeez guys, have some faith please!'' he crosses his arms and huffs. ''I'll have you know that Ishido failed epically at his mind games!'' At the stunned silent that follows his words, the brunet's innocent grin is replaced by a feral smirk. ''What? You really think he'd let me go as easily as he did?''

His future best friend furrows his eyebrows. ''Tenma...'' Tsurugi trails off, but one raised eyebrow from the brunet stimulates him to go on. ''How did you get out of there?''

The silence stretches on for a few seconds. Then the time traveler's lips twitch upwards, wicked confidence clear in his expression. ''Easy. When Ishido tried to use his mind games on me, I returned the favor.'' At the stunned expressions, he shrugs. ''I have to admit, I used to suck at them, but I learned. And it's an advantage that people underestimate me due to my age. Ishido never stood a chance.'' His smile widens. ''Once he realized he'd walked right into my trap, it was too late for him to back out.''

(It's true. At first, Tenma absolutely sucked with words – he'd never had the fancy lessons like Shindou did. But the soccer world was, or rather is, one of the most important parts of society and both the upper class and the press were interested in the Raimon team. As captain, it was Tenma's duty to deal with them – so even if he absolutely hated it, he needed to learn how to get things done with merely words [and he turned out to be a natural at it.])

Since his teammates seem too shocked to speak, the brunet takes the chance to continue explaining. ''I mostly just annoyed and distracted him, while my parents stalled as much as possible and tried to use the law for everything they did.'' He shrugs. ''Fifth Sector has quite a few dark secrets, and if the authorities find out, the whole organization will collapse. Since my parents fell back on the law, it was too risky for the Holy Emperor to use his usual illegal ways, for it could invoke an investigation. And, to be honest, on the legal side of the law, Fifth Sector is not all that influential.''

The others gape at him, stunned shock reflected in their eyes. Tenma smiles in amusement at their expressions. ''Though, Ishido's definitely going to keep an eye on me now,'' he adds as he looks at his teammates.

Then his eyes widen and he stares at the new (familiar) face.

Oh.

Dear.

Lord.

God, god please no. The time traveler is not prepared for this, not at all. However, the proof is staring right at him – in the form of teal hair and brown eyes.

''Uh...'' the other boy hesitates at the brunet's stare and Tenma mentally kicks himself. Why is he reacting like this? He knows this was bound to happen after the match against Kaiyou, but apparently he didn't really realize it before.

Even so, the brunet plasters a curious smile on his face and the tealhead relaxes, returning the smile. ''Um, hi,'' he says with a little wave. ''It's nice to meet you, Matsukaze. I'm Kariya Masaki, I joined the club today...''

''Nice to meet you too, Kariya,'' returns Tenma equally. ''But please, just call me Tenma. You're bound to do so anyway,'' he says with a fake glare at his teammates, ''because apparently everyone thinks it's okay to call me by my first name without even asking if I'm fine with it.''

His friends are clearly startled by his words and they all seem to think it over. ''You never said you weren't fine with it...'' protests Tsurugi weakly.

Tenma rolls his eyes. ''Don't worry, I am,'' he tells the rest of his team, and they relax slightly. ''It happens to Shinsuke too, and I don't really mind. Although...'' a devilish smile grows on his face as he stares at Tsurugi. ''I wonder why we don't call you by your first name, Ky~ou~su~ke~'' he sings teasingly.

The forward copies Tenma's earlier action and rolls his eyes. ''Tenma, stop it.''

The time traveler grins. ''Alright, Stalker-san.''

Tsurugi groans.

Raimon simply watches, already used to the brunet's teasing, but Kariya blinks in surprise. ''Uh... am I missing something here?''

''Tenma's crazy,'' answers Kurumada, as if it explains everything... which, in his eyes, it... probably does.

His teammates nod in agreement and Kariya sweatdrops. He throws a look at the brunet, who smiles – the tealhead can swear there are sparkles surrounding him. ''Al...right?'' it comes out as a question. ''How... so, exactly?''

Tenma notices the sharpening of Kariya's brown eyes as he asks that question. 'Hm... gathering information on your teammates, aren't you?'

''Well, as you just heard, he apparently challenged the Holy Emperor himself. In his own territory,'' answers Shindou with an exasperated look at his junior.

Shinsuke nods. ''And he calls everyone stalkers.'' He turns his curious gaze to Tenma. ''Did you call the Holy Emperor a stalker as well?''

Raimon's team immediately looks at their time traveler – they certainly wouldn't put it past him to do so, but this is the Holy Emperor they're talking about. Surely he wouldn't... would he?

The future captain sighs sadly. ''Well, it was very tempting,'' he answers, pouting, ''but no. I'm not suicidal...''

'You are,' counters a voice in his head that sounds suspiciously like Tsurugi.

A second voice, this one belonging to Shindou, agrees. 'You outright challenged Ishido Shuuji while being in his domain.' It sounds scolding, even in his head.

The brunet's pout grows. ''Mou... the voices disagree...'' he sulks, gaining a few disbelieving looks and an expression full of confusion and shock from Kariya. ''Apparently, outright admitting that I'm rebelling against him while knowing full well of the consequences does count as suicidal.''

''You did what?!'' screeches Shindou. ''Tenma, by doing that you basically painted a target on your back! If you want this revolution to succeed, you ought to be a little more careful! The Holy Emperor's going to do everything in his power to stop you now!''

The time traveler waves his concerns away. ''Don't worry about it, Ishido can't do anything to me. I gave him ammunition, but he doesn't have a gun to shoot it with. He has the information, but he can't do anything with it.''

They fall into silence, each member of the soccer club shocked by his confidence. Meanwhile, Tenma turns to look at Endou. ''But enough of that. Coach, what are we doing for practice?''

The coach blinks, clearly caught off guard by the sudden switch in topics. ''Uh... we'll practice two-on-two for offense and defense,'' he orders, quickly getting rid of his surprise. The brunet is clearly hinting that this conversation is over, and Raimon knows better than to push by now. ''Those on the offense will go for a shoot, while the defense will block it. Shindou, Tenma, you're on offense first. On defense, Kirino and... Kariya,'' decides the coach.

A few minutes later, all of them are in position. Shindou shares a look with Tenma. ''Let's go,'' says the captain and both midfielders start to run, just as Endou kicks the ball towards them.

Shindou easily takes it out of the air and makes his way forward, but is quickly stopped by Kirino. ''I won't let you through!'' exclaims the defender with a challenging smile.

''Tenma!'' the game maker, after realizing Kirino is not going to let him pass, shoots the ball towards the brunet. The time traveler manages to pass Kariya, but the tealhead swiftly turns around and catches up to him.

Raimon's future captain keeps a close eye on Kariya and, unsurprisingly, sees the exact moment brown eyes narrow and the tealhead moves in to push him to the side.

With a flash of blue eyes, the brunet turns away gracefully, but Kariya is having none of it. With a slight twist of his ankle, the tealhead is in front of the brunet again, forcing him to stop running.

Tenma narrows his eyes, catching Kariya's smirk. ''You're playing too rough,'' he mutters, so soft that only the tealhead can hear it. ''And I know a good actor when I see one,'' he adds.

''Oh, so you're onto me, then?'' Kariya's smirk grows as Tenma's grey orbs flash blue. ''So that is the 'mysterious energy' I've heard so much about, huh...'' he makes an attempt to steal the ball, but Tenma dances out of his reach, and raises an eyebrow. ''Why are you so calm? I could be a Seed for all you know.''

The time traveler grins. ''Oh, but I know you're not,'' he responds, twisting out of the way again. ''Don't try to fool me – I know your plan was to come off as nice, and the moment anyone noticed that it wasn't real, you were planning on saying you were a Seed. I have to agree with you, causing chaos is nice, but in the middle of a revolution, it's a bit unwelcomed.''

With that, he passes to Shindou. Before the ball can reach the captain, however, someone else steals it from the air.

''Nii-san?!'' exclaims Haruna as she recognizes the person.

The Teikoku Commander doesn't pay her attention, and instead walks forward, keeping his eyes on Endou and taking the ball with him. ''What're you doing here?'' asks the Raimon coach, surprise evident in his voice.

Kidou's emotionless expression twists into a smile. ''I'm here to join Raimon as the trainer.''

'Eh?!' is about the general reaction. ''Really, Kidou?'' exclaims Endou, shocked, at the same time as Haruna's surprised shout of ''Nii-san, what do you mean?''

''The battle from here on will only get tougher.'' He kicks the ball and it rolls forward. ''I'd like to lend my strength as well.'' Endou stops the ball with his foot. ''Hibiki-san also asked me to,'' he adds.

''I see,'' says Raimon's coach, his voice a lot lighter as he smiles at his friend. ''All right, we'll be playing soccer together again!'' he grins. Kidou gives him a smile of his own, nodding in agreement.

Then he looks at the team. ''Raimon's first opponent will be Gassan Kunimitsu,'' he tells them.

''Gassan Kunimitsu?'' repeats Endou, a sharp edge to his voice. ''They were one of the top eight teams last year, weren't they?''

''Weren't they a team that sent opponents to their knees even in the Nationals?'' asks Shinsuke.

Shindou nods grimly. ''So Fifth Sector has come to take us down right in plain view. But we won't lose!'' Kirino next to him nods in agreement.

''That's the spirit!'' grins their coach. ''Now, let's continue practicing, hm?''

Soon, the next group of defenders and offenders is playing and Tenma moves to the bench in order to grab a water bottle. He throws a look at Kidou, who is talking with his sister. 'Hm... I forgot Kidou-san became our personal trainer today,' he muses. 'I wonder... the first time 'round, he didn't really busy himself with me – I was just one of the players, to be honest – but now... the Resistance might see me as an enemy, due to my little outburst at Teikoku. Even if that's not the case, I'm sure Hibiki-san has asked Kidou-san to keep an eye on me, especially since the Holy Emperor himself has taken an interest in me.'

He tears his eyes away from the new trainer and instead looks absentmindedly at the field. 'It's really different this time. Back then, I was just another nameless first-year – important to Raimon, but not significant as an individual to either the Resistance or Fifth Sector. This time, though, I've challenged both of them outright. I've shown both of them I have more knowledge than they'd expect of a thirteen-year-old kid and I've also shown that I'm not afraid to use it. Furthermore, I can't fall back on Raimon all that much – I have too many secrets. I know too much. I won't put them all in danger. And besides, I can't very well tell them I'm from the future, or anyone else for that matter. No, I can only depend on myself and the connections I make.'

He sighs softly, massaging his forehead, already feeling the beginnings of a headache. 'But I don't have any connections at the moment. I know that girl from the swimming pool, Shinohara, and she might be able to help me with my plan for the match against Kidokawa. Besides her... there's no one else I can depend on, I'm afraid. Coach Endou, perhaps, but he's mainly focused on the wellbeing of the team so he won't like my more reckless stunts, even though he clearly stated he doesn't side with the Resistance – at least, not completely.

'Aki-nee will help me to the best of her ability, but she doesn't have the connections I need, not like Kidou-san or Gou- uh, Ishido-san. The other residents of Kogarashi Manor will help as well, but only if there is no other choice. They never liked it when I put myself in danger, and that was when I was physically sixteen. Now that I am thirteen, the protectiveness is only going to get worse. On another note, I'm not sure where I stand with the Resistance right now, so I'll have to depend on coach Endou to put in a good word for me, even though he's not a full-fledged member. Maybe... maybe if I meet Natsumi-san? She could talk to her father, and she was involved in the Resistance before coach Endou. If I make a good impression on her, she'll probably put in a good word for me as well. But then... there's Kidou-san.

'He's here now, and if my suspicions are right and Hibiki-san asked him to keep an eye on me, he'll be wary of me. I've never really gotten close to him like I have with coach Endou and Gouenji-san, so I don't know how to read him very well. But I think he'll either see me as a child, or I slip up and he'll see me as... what did his Holiness call me again? 'An emperor in my own right'? Yes, that's it. He'll either see me as simply an insignificant individual in the rebelling team or as a third party.

'To be honest, I kind of am. I'm against Fifth Sector, but I don't side with the Resistance either. I have my own agenda. However, both the Resistance and Fifth Sector are large organizations with lots of connections and resources, while the only thing I have is knowledge. Priceless knowledge, yes, but even with that I can't do much if I don't have the means to put it to use. The only thing I have now is my own wit.

'I would've liked to keep both Fifth Sector and the Resistance at a point where I can avoid them, but with Kidou-san here, that's pretty much impossible. He's a genius, he'll definitely see through me – he'll notice that I have my own ideas and hidden knowledge, I'm just not sure when.

'Even so, there is still the problem of connections. I can't- no, I won't manipulate anyone in the Resistance to give me information about what they're up to, and Fifth Sector is basically impossible. I don't know anyone there... maybe Oshita or Ishido, if I play my cards right, but I doubt it. So both Fifth Sector and the Resistance are off-limits to me. There's no way I can convince either of the two to do what I want. Raimon... should be doable, at least partly. But they mostly have to focus on the rebellion and I definitely won't put them in harm's way, so that's a limited source. The other teams are the same. They might not be my team, but all of them are just teens. I'm not going to put them in danger if I can help it.

'Well... I guess that leaves one group, a group both Fifth Sector and the Resistance have ignored for the most part. Though, I'm afraid that will be their downfall, at least Fifth Sector's – I have no interest in taking down the Resistance, unless they get in my way. Anyway, back to the main point – while Fifth Sector gets their power from their sponsors, the upper class, and the Resistance from all their connections and those who still remember free soccer, I'm going for the press and, through them, the public.

'If I can get the public on my side, I'll be practically unstoppable. There won't be need for me to hide all that much, except for the whole 'time travel' thing. It'll get an investigation on Fifth Sector started, definitely, and they won't be able to do anything because everyone will keep their eyes on them. That will practically cut them off completely, and if they do try something, it'll end them. The Resistance, on the other hand... they'll have to move carefully, so they won't be able to mess up my plans all that much or they'd risk getting involved as well.'

Tenma breathes out slowly. 'As long as I can pull this off... I could actually win this,' he realizes. He quickly scans his teammates – they all seem to be watching the field intensively. A quick look at the bench shows that Haruna, Endou and the managers are watching practice as well.

The brunet locks eyes with Kidou's goggled ones, and the man frowns. The time traveler blinks in what he knows is a mix of innocence and curiosity. After a few moments, the new trainer tears his eyes away from Raimon's future captain, instead focusing on the training.

Raimon's time traveler sighs softly. 'Pulling this off is going to be a bit harder than I first suspected. I guess... I'm going to need Aki-nee's help.'

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When he gets home, almost two hours later, the brunet quickly makes his way to the living room. ''I'm home!'' he calls, waiting for an answer.

''Welcome back!'' a few voices answer. He recognizes Aki's voice, coming from the kitchen area. Tenma doesn't waste any time and immediately enters the kitchen, an uncharacteristically serious expression on his face. His sister-figure turns around with a gentle smile, but it's replaced by a confused yet serious look when she sees him. ''Tenma, what's wrong?''

The time traveler sighs. ''Aki-nee, I'm going to need your help.''

The woman immediately puts down the pan she was holding. ''Of course, what is it?'' she lowers her voice, aware of the other residents of the house. ''Is it... about Fifth Sector?'' her brother-figure nods. ''What can I help you with?''

Tenma locks eyes with her, his own greyish blue orbs only showing honesty and determination.

''With starting a war.''

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*Cackles* things are finally becoming interesting! I swear, you have no idea how long I've been looking forward to this!

Muhahaha~ the next few chapters are going to be completely crazy- scratch that, the rest of Arc 2 is going to be completely crazy! I cannot wait for the reactions~ *grins wickedly*

Well, on another note: I'm going on holiday for about two to three weeks, and I'm not sure if I'll have wifi. So, if the next chapter is a little late, I apologize in advance, but I hope you all understand that I can't really do anything about it! Anyway, I'll see you guys somewhere in August!

- Yara Meijer