Tachyon wasn’t exactly expecting Digital to make something like this. Especially of this regard, but, she can’t say she didn’t find it… intriguing. Pokke and her posse wanted to go to this con, and while she didn’t exactly wanna go—she ended up getting dragged there. So here she is, wandering around looking for her group when she found Digitals stand full of… doujinshi?

“What is—“

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“Huh?!”

She knew about the Taishin one, she watched it get made, it was something alright, but her?!

‘T-Tachyon…! Ahah… Uhm… I—uh… didn’t think you’d stop by, haha…’

“I-I thought it was only Taishin! Now theres one of me?!” She’d pick her own book up and flip through the pages.

‘I-It was… highly requested…?’

“D-Do they have to be so… vulgar?!?!They would never say this upfront, my trainers way too shy to even consider—“

。。。。

“I’ll take one.”

‘A-A sudden change of heart, uhm—! By all means…! It’s only 500 yen, so…”

Tachyon would hand her the money, and walk off with the book, putting inside the big pocket of her lab coat, hoping no one would notice.

When she arrived back to Tracen, she started to read it, passing Taishin in the halls. Seemed like she also didn’t know what to think of her own little comic. They briefly made eye contact before they walked passed each other, continuing to read further.

Perhaps she could use this in an experiment? No, that would be torture for you, she’d just… leave it under her laptop for now.

The next morning, Tachyon didn’t come out for training so you went up to her dorm to find her still fast asleep. What a pain… she said she’d by up early too. She was probably doing something on her laptop late at night. You’d open it—nothing. But there’s something under it, you’d pull it out—

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…huh?

You’d open it, and just as you were about to open it, it’s like Agnes woke up instantly, and close the book and tried to tug it out of your hands.

“S-Sorry, guinea pig, but I’m going to have to ask you to give this back to me…! Seriously, do you HAVE to keep poking around my stuff…?!”

She’d successfully rip it out of your hands and hide under the covers with the book. You KNOW what it is, so she doesn’t have to hide it.

“Y-You dont get it! You’re not supposed to see it! I-It’s Digital’s fault for even making it!”

Digital made it? Okay, well, regardless of what it is, you have to see it. You have to somehow… rip it off her.