She Becomes The Hero In Another World 191 She Has Mail

Little Robin had shut herself up in an empty metal locker that she knew couldn't be opened except from the inside. Her eyes were clenched tightly closed as she could hear someone walking down the hallway. The footsteps stopped in front of her locker. Frightened, she held her breath.

"It's all over, little Robin. You can come out now." A familiar voice spoke.

"Hiiro!" Little Robin sobbed in relief. She slammed the locker open and hugged Robin about the waist. Robin patted her head absentmindedly.

'Could this be considered comforting myself' She mused absentmindedly.

"You're brother is on his way, little Robin. Now, shall we go help out?" Hero Robin asked.

"...They were after me, right? Then why did they go after the school?" Little Robin asked. She didn't care anymore about her fake friends, but that didn't mean she wanted them to die.

Robin paused, troubled. "Little Robin, what makes you think they were after you?" She patted Little Robin's head. "That was an invitation."

"An invitation?" Little Robin asked.

"Mmn. Someone troublesome has got his eyes on us now." Hero Robin replied. If she weren't mistaken, this sort of calling card could only be the work of that person.

"How troublesome." Robin sighed. Then she looked down at the broken gla.s.s on the floor. Somehow, she felt like she could do something about it. She waved her hand, and the shattered gla.s.s flew back together, becoming a whole unbroken window once again.

"Huh..." Robin blinked, and suddenly all the shattered gla.s.s in the school had returned into whole windows. But, the students and teachers were still injured.

Suddenly, a wave of light swept through the building, removing bullets from gunshot wounds, and healing everyone back to normal.

"Whoah! Did you do that?" Little Robin asked.

"I'm not sure." Hero Robin replied, dubiously. Had it been her?

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"How is he?" Christian asked as he came into the room. Chelsea and Jasmine were there, as well as Keith. Chelsea was using her water magic to prevent atrophy.

"The same as He's been for over three whole days now." Jasmine sighed. "At least I got some progress on a cure. In the future, this won't happen again."

"Hmm." Christian shrugged. Hethen pa.s.sed out the letters. "This is for you, Jasmine. And Keith, this one here is for you. Guardian Oracle forwarded them here."

"Hmmm? I wonder what it's about?" Jasmine opened hers. After reading a few lines, Jasmine's face screwed up in frustration.

"That meddlesome mother of yours!" She exclaimed, almost burning her letter without reading the rest of it. But, she stopped at the last moment, in case there really was something important hidden later on. Once she had read through it once, she immediately burned it.

"What was that about?" Chelsea asked.

"She's trying to match me up with that stuck up prig of an idiot, Rudolph!" Jasmine fumed.

"Well, aren't you glad that your true partner isn't him, then?" Chelsea chuckled.

"Hmmph! It's insulting to even name him in the same sentence as me. I'm saving some of this klargun's brew. Maybe it can help keep Auntie Em from sticking her nose where it don't belong!" Jasmine snorted.

"Ho? Hey, Keith, what's you're letter about?" Christian teased. "Is my mother setting you up with a perfect match as well?"

"Even worse." Keith sighed. "She's already matched twenty of my subordinates while I was gone. They'll be looking for a pay raise for their new family once we've returned, and a lot of them will be looking to retire from the more dangerous operations."

"On second thought, perhaps you should feed her a quarter of that bottle, Jasmine." Christian said seriously. "I'm not sure letting her run around unattended is worth the scolding we'll get from Ol' Skinflint."

"The scolding is nothing." Keith shook his head. "She's making me lose my work force. This is a direct a.s.sault on the operability of my men's organization. If she keeps going, they'll all be asking for paternity leave at the same time."

"Upon reconsideration, once you're done coming up with the antidote, maybe you should look into making more of that Klargun's brew." Christian added. "I'm not sure if half a bottle will be enough."

"Well, first things first, I'll need to make the antidote." Jasmine rolled her eyes.

Christian paused. "Say, I have one last letter here for Robin....You don't think that she..." Everyone in the room laughed, but then paused.

"No, if it's Auntie Em, then it's definitely possible! Her hobby is forming couples 24/7." Jasmine rubbed her forehead, suddenly feeling a headache forming.

"But, the question is, who did she choose for Robin?"Keith asked, glancing at Christian.

....Now everyone in the room was curious about what was in Robin's letter. Christian felt as if the letter was burning a hole in his magic bag.

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Robin dialed her brother's phone number. It had been the same one for ten years. She wanted to let him know Little Robin was safe.

"h.e.l.lo?" He answered.

"I hope you're not driving one-handed." Robin said.

"Nope. I'm wearing ear pods right now. How'd you get my number?" He asked.

"Little Robin is safe now. You can stop speeding." Hero Robin ignored his question and got to the point.

"...Actually....that isn't possible right now." came the reply.

"Why not?"

"The accelerator is stuck. I can't slow down." He replied in an even tone.

"Wait a moment, I'll be right there." Hero Robin said.

"Don't-"Robin hung up the phone, ignoring her brother's reason to refuse.

"Hide yourself, again, Little Robin. Stay safe. I need to go save your brother, okay?" She patted Little Robin's head. Before she disappeared again.

"What's the problem?" Robin said, as she popped up in the driver's seat.

"Dash it all, Hiiro! I told you not to come!" Her Brother snapped.

"Well I couldn't hear you." Robin replied, looking under the driver's seat. Her Brother's foot wasn't even on the pedal, and it wasn't even depressed.

She whistled. "An internal job, huh. That's some calling card!"

"What!? What do you mean?" Her brother asked.

"Keep steering. I'll tell you later. She's a nasty old villain." Robin replied as she observed the engine.

"It's no good. Hey, turn right, up here." Robin said.

"Are you kidding!? That way leads towards "

"I know what I'm doing. It's this way, or you die!" Robin interrupted him.

"..." He shut up, and entered the off ramp.

"Now what?" He asked.

"Now, we keep going." Robin said.

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Gerard and Ponzu distributed the dinner to everyone. Until the crisis was over, they ate from the premade food stored in Ponzu's food storage. After Jasmine finished eating, she immediately returned to the room she had turned into her laboratory, intent upon finishing a cure.

Soon enough, the others had returned to their own business, leaving Chelsea and Liam in the room alone, but for a napping Skye.

"So..." Liam began. "How'd you remove the poison from Robin, at that time?" He finally asked.

Chelsea's head jerked, in surprise. "What?" She asked.

"I've considered all the usual medical methods outside of an antidote potion for extracting poison: acupuncture, blood-letting, counter poisoning, inducing vomit...but there was no stench of blood or bile, so that isn't it. So, how did you get the poison out?" He asked.

Chelsea's mouth squirmed as she said. "I used my water magic."

"But how? Did you make Robin sweat out the poison?" Liam pursued. Chelsea's face turned an interesting shade of red, blue, and white. Actually, with his exceptional sense of hearing, he could definitely hear Chelsea through the door. After that, it wasn't hard to figure out, based on the conversation. But he found he liked seeing Chelsea's reactions when she encounters things she's squeamish about.

"Listen, you...there are some things which it's best not to speak about. It can create a lot of unnecessary trouble if someone overheard pieces of the conversation and drew some rather outlandish a.s.sumptions." Chelsea coughed.

"Liam." He said.

"What?" Chelsea asked, confused.

"You gave me a name, right? Call me Liam." He didn't budge.

"Okay, fine, Liam..." Chelsea acknowledged, turning away, with a small shudder. "But please don't ask me again. It makes me feel uncomfortable just thinking about it."

Liam nodded. Unbeknownst to him, a smile had crept up the corners of his mouth.

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