"So... You're trying to tell me that... We have these 'superpowers'?" Asked a perplexed Chiaki.
The gamer girl looked down on the damp sidewalk, the tip of her finger resting on her lips as she thought long and hard about her unorthodox situation.
"Well, more or less... Yes." Nico rubbed the back of his neck, his eyes landing on her own narrowed ones. He pressed his lips into a thin line and shrugged. "I guess you can say that we're rejected superheroes. I mean, we don't really have anyone to protect." He heaves a sigh, his hands patting the sides of his pants before sliding his fingers into the pockets.
"Well, we DID save Chiaki. Riiiight