Agnisotra: Origin Tails

Greg was still answering all the questions of all of the humans gathered around him. It seems Raishin and Hayley had sneaked away. I did spot someone who didn’t seem to belong here. She was a bit older than most students here but she didn’t give a student vibe. She kept staring at Greg, the dangerous kind of stare. She either is out to assassinate him or wants something else for him. I got out a frost bow and got ready to snipe her down if she pulled something suspicion. I have 0 tolerance for people that mess with my friends.

What’s with this chick? She’s just staring. Why isn’t Greg picking up on this, I get a strange feeling from all the way over here. I can’t place the feeling. It might not be bloodlust but it feels dangerous. I guess I’ll give it to Greg because he babysat me when I almost died from those curses. I shot an ice arrow at the suspicious woman an turned her into an ice cube. I chain teleported over to her. Most of the students had cleared out but the 6 friends, minus Hayley, were still here.

“Ah there you are Agnis! Greg explained everything to us!” Crissy looked at the big ice cube next to me. “What’s going on?”

I tapped on the ice cube. This person had malicious intent aimed at Greg.

Oh that’s Jana, you can release her.

Who?

Someone I met in Gittrian in the last 4 years. What is she doing here though?

She didn’t seem like she was out to assassinate you but it still felt malicious, why is that?

I have no idea; our interactions were always professional.

Hmm, ok then. I released the strange woman.

“Oh Mr. Prince! You found me!”

I raised my eyebrow. ‘Mr. Prince?’ Wait…

Not a word!

Ahahaha! You mean Obsidian Price?! Hahaha is she your fan? Whoo you can’t make this shit up!

She is not a fan! She is a colleague!

I looked at how this Jana was looking at Greg. Now that I was closer, I could identify it not as malicious, it was lust. Hoo Boi.

So uhm Jana right? What are you doing here in this uni? You’re not a student nor professor, are you?

“I came to see Mr. Prince!”

I appreciate the sentiment but I have told you that I have resigned. I have other important issues to address. There is no need for you to go out of your way to visit me.

I think she has a good reason…

And that would be?

You.

I know, she just told me that she came here to see me, why is that a good reason?

Hoo Boi, this is going to be interesting, hey Jana, if there is something you want to know about Greg, you can ask me.

Jana came awfully close in a bit too enthusiastic manner and grabbed my hand.

“Really? You’re Agnis Hourai Right? Greg has told me a lot about you, you are as cool as he told me you would be, so what is his favorite type of food? Love interests? Hobbies? Childhood memories? Pet peeves?” Maybe this was a bad idea. I tried to back away but this thin pale black-haired woman was uncharacteristically strong for her build.

Hmm he loves potatoes, he loves liquid shadow vodka, his hobbies are reading and being afraid of water, his childhood memories…. I thought about all the bullshit we had to go through.

Might want to ask that himself. His pet peeves are ignorant people or disobedient people, speaking of which, where is Raishin?

“Oh, Raishin is the handsome guy with blond spikey hair and strange choice of clothing? I think he went that way with his girlfriend.” Jana pointed toward the campus lake.

She seems to also have been paying attention to the people close to Greg. This woman is scary. But that’s not my problem, Greg could use a female touch. Jana seemed to have a notebook in which she wrote the things down that I said. I spotted some other concerning details about Greg. His exact height of 1.841m, weight of 93.641 kg, his speech patterns, his daily routine, his favorite books and more. Why is this person so uselessly accurate on these things, who cares about how millimeters or milligrams his height and weight has?

Is this what they call a stalker? Is this a good thing or bad thing? As far as I know this is a human thing. She can clearly see that he’s not a human. Oh, she’s wrote down that he’s probably from the cat beast kin race. Would this person be a threat to him?

I sized her up. Greg could kick her ass any day of the week. Not a problem then!

“Hey! Were you listening?”

No, I wasn’t, I don’t know the answers to your questions Crissy.

“I was asking if you would have lunch with us.”

I looked at Randy, brunette, midget, Francis and Crissy. Uh sure why not.

Someone adjusted his glasses. “Let’s not dawdle then, lunchtime becomes highly competitive at this time, certainly now everyone is up and about with all that happened.”

I flashed a smile.

Crissy backed off. “I don’t like that smile!”

I grabbed all of them with my tails and gave them an Agnis Express to the canteen. Ahh, it feels good to have my tails out. Now that everyone has seen them, I can just keep them out.

“Holy shit! Wow dude! Too fast!”

“Ugh, I feel sick.”

Midget, I’m gonna drop you if you vomit on my tails!

“Ahahaha this is so cool!!” Seems the brunette was loving the fast ride.

“I missed the softness of these tails.”

I dropped the students off in front of the canteen and midget went to a corner and emptied her stomach. Brunette consoled her.

At least she threw up before her lunch.

Someone tried to adjust his glasses but they were already adjusted. “Hmm odd, ahum, that was an interesting experience.”

I kicked in the door of the canteen and walked inside. We were the first. The chefs had already finished preparing the food.

Hehe lucky! Let’s clear this place out!

“But what of the other students?” I looked at the brunette as if she was talking in Hourai.

Wait I can understand Hourai, I mean a language I don’t understand.

If they want the food, they should be faster.

I grabbed a plate. Hmm, I want this, this, that and give me some of that chicken over there. Nono no potatoes, bad idea unless you want this canteen to turn into an Ash Canteen. Hey is that milk? Which psychopath puts poison in his food?!

I brought 5 plates toward a free table. Students started to trickle in slowly. I saw Greg walk in with his stalker. The stalker ran forward and got a plate with food that Greg likes the most. I was eating some spaghetti while observing the interaction between Greg and the stalker. Does he really not notice? How dense is he.

The 5 joined me at the table and started to chatter.

I smelled something familiar. Is that mistflower?

Crissy looked at me as if I was talking in Hourai.

“Wait you know this perfume? I thought you didn’t know anything about women?”

How rude and what do mistflowers have to do with women?

“It’s an expensive yet popular perfume under the women.”

And why would you wear something so expensive to uni?

“Ehh, I just want to smell nice.”

You do know that your gramps is going to kill whoever you’re trying to seduce right?

Her face got almost as red as her hair. “I’m not trying to seduce anyone!”

Whatever makes you sleep at night.

I kept observing Greg and his stalker. The stalker was shooing students away from Greg. Correction, female students. I tried to think about how this would develop between Greg and his stalker but the scent of mistflowers made my mind wander to Azu.

I had expected to hear some news from her because I assumed that she was like us and would set some explosions off here and there or piss off some important characters but she seemed well behaved. She should have finish her duties in about 2 years. I hope she forgot about us but also that she didn't..

“Hey, Agnis, are you not listening again? Stop making it a habit!”

Sorry, what were you saying?

“Who’s that woman next to Greg?” Crissy pointed at the Stalker.

My guess is as good as yours, I think it’s his stalker. I was thinking about how he probably has no clue that he is talking to his stalker. Quite the dense fella.

“Yoo dude, you’re dense yourself too, anyone with eyes can see that Christina is into you.”

Hah that’s where you’re wrong Randy! I already knew that!

“Ohh really? And?” Midget and brunette leaned in. They must love this kind of gossip.

I told her that she can do better.

Someone adjusted his glasses. “Better than the Silver Torrent?”

Hey come on Francis, if you say it like that it sounds dumb what I just said.

“Maybe because it’s dumb? Come on let’s hear the real reason!” the other chicks were starting to become quite annoying.

“It’s ok you two. He told me the real reason and I agree with him, I just have to yet accept it.”

“Aww, you can tell us!”

Hmm, how about we ask Greg, he’s the professor of Mythology.

Someone adjusted his glasses. “Oh, that is correct, girls, Agnis is a mythical beast as demonstrated by those tails. I’m sure there are severe limitations on what he is allowed to do.”

Ehh, it’s not that it’s more that I can sneeze and wipe out this whole place or things related to immortality that made me decide on this. Let’s go harass Greg.

I walked over to Greg. Right no offence but all the guys that aren’t interested in Mythology. Get the fuck out of here. I will have Greg explain something related to mythology. I would advise the chicks that are interested in Greg to stick around though.

You can’t be serious? I have to do that here?

Oh, so you are not completely dense! Makes it easier for me! Now students listen very carefully to this educational mini lecture. And Greg, I swear if you make this boring, I will drag you through some water.

I will take note of that.

I relaxed while Greg gave them a small lecture about Mythology. Specifically, about why none of us can afford to have mortal love interests. I could feel the disappointment of the female audience. The stalker took the hardest hit. It looked as if Greg just told her that her whole family had died or something.

I wonder if this will eliminate his stalker problem. He does need a girlfriend but a mortal girlfriend is a bad idea. Maybe I should bring him to Eslana village, maybe there are still some elves that aren’t too busy being a mother.

Someone took off his glasses and cleaned them. “I see, that actually makes perfect sense, their timeline is completely different than ours. And Agnis has demonstrated twice how dangerous their lives can be. I would certainly be wondering if I would make it to the next year if I was subjected to this constantly.”

I leaned back. Well, that’s the story. Also, we’re your professors! Don’t you feel disgusted with the fact of any of you getting with us?

I got some bullshit excuses about that it’s exciting, that we’re the same age as them and that we don’t act like the other professors. This brought me to a question.

Hey guys, I need an honest answer. On a scale from 1-10 how good is my human imitation?

I got soul crushing, 1’s, 2’s and 3’s. I put my head in my hands. Why am I so shit…

Just give up Agnis, you will never be able to do a convincing human imitation unless you go loose on the illusions or [Transform].

“You can use [Transform]?” Crissy got too close.

Someone adjusted his glasses. “The limited knowledge about his race states that they are pranksters which often involved shapeshifting.”

Oh, I’m still too noob to use [Shapeshift] but I can use [Transform].

“What’s the difference?” Midget asked. I wonder if this uni is for show. Why don’t they know these basic things?

Someone didn’t need to adjust his glasses because he already did not too long ago. “[Shapeshift] also copies memories and habits and the user doesn’t necessarily need to know what they’re [Shapeshifting] into while this is the case for [Transform], it also just changes the appearance and maybe a bit more. Did I get that right?”

I nodded.

Now I’m curious Agnis, what have you all been [Transforming] into? I bet it all involved pranking.

I had only used it that one time with you remember? I lied.

Hmm, you know that’s strange. Before I met up with you in Cnidaria Forest I had heard a rumor. It was not just a normal rumor. I was talking to a witch and she was talking about a witch that had infiltrated Witchaven but ended up being a man. What was even more interesting was that that individual was dubbed ‘The Silver Menace’ and that all the witches have a run-on sight order for if they ever encounter that individual.

Wow! What a coincidence! I had heard that too! Isn’t that crazy? Who would ever infiltrate Witchaven, the Misha must not have liked that!

You know sometimes I wonder if you need to go to a nine tailed spirit fox school because you suck in lying from time to time. I have only heard the term ‘Misha’ once before.

What do you mean! I heard it from Azu!

Hmm ok I believe you. We shall see the next time we encounter a witch.

What do I do? I think Greg knows.

“Transform into something!” These students sounded as they had never seen someone [Transform].

My [Transform] isn’t that great as I can only [Transform] into animals and inanimate objects. The only person I can transform into is Agnès Oures as all I’m doing is transforming into a female version of myself. I’m not transforming into someone that isn’t me. I need to work on other appearances.

“Yeah dude! Show us!”

Uhh, I have only [Transformed] into chicks…

“Oh, I’m not complaining! Go for it dude!” I looked at Greg for help but he started to demand that I [Transform]. This jerk, I help him get rid of his stalker and this is how he repays me. I looked at Nilah who was Shirayuki at this moment and behaving in her sheathe. I sighed. I guess it’s time to reveal the truth then.

Nilah, hat!

I [Transformed] into Agnès Oures and Shirayuki shifted toward her fox form and then turned into a hat and bowed. Congratulations Greg, you have found the Silver Menace.

I fucking knew it! And you look quite like your mother.

I twirled my hat. Yeah, that’s how I got caught, some seemed to have known my mother, at least it took them several months before they discovered.

I see, now it starts making sense why you are so adept at mana runes and the like. I assume you have retraced Azu’s steps?

Something like that yeah. But I didn’t only prank them! I also gave them more skills to not be so ehhm vulnerable? Look at this!

I was about to show Greg something when I got tackled. “Stay away from Greg! He’s mine!”

Huh what? Hey stalker chick, it’s me Agnis!

“I won’t let you take him away from me you vixen!” I looked around and confirmed that there wasn’t a vixen in this room. If she meant just me that’s fine. I’m technically a vixen now. I wonder how good my Misha impersonation is.

Very well, let’s try something new then. Nilah, we’re fighting as a Misha! Mana please!

Please tell me you’re kidding me. You can’t imitate a human but you can imitate a witch?

Hehe, aren’t I amazing?!

“Wow dude! You’re pretty!”

Thanks Randy, now back off a bit, my Mish… witch impersonation is a bit sloppy. I got kicked out of lectures many times because I couldn’t nail it.

“So, this is where you went to uni… with the witches…” Crissy seemed tired and was rubbing her temple.

As I said, this guy never makes sense

I didn’t need a catalyst but I want to make this as authentic as possible. The stalker took out an umbrella and took a fighting stance. I realized how serious she was. Umbrellas are no joke. I know because I have used umbrellas too.‎