Mr. Allivy

- "Mitsuki and Elisa receive their first paycheck as prodigies after an eye-opening lesson with Mr. Allivy. But someone makes their presence felt again with a dangerous plan in mind. Loyd Adams."

After getting ready in his signature purple and black style, Mitsuki slowly walked down the hotel stairs, nerves echoing with every step he took. In front of the glass doors, Allivy and Elisa were waiting for him with smiles that, while reassuring, did nothing to ease the weight on his chest.

"Ready?" Allivy asked with a light smile, resting her hands on her hips.

Mitsuki didn't answer. His eyes stared at the doors, beyond which the roar of the crowd could be heard, and he saw the intermittent flashes of the cameras.

"It doesn't have to be perfect, Mitsuki," Elisa added, placing a hand on her shoulder.

Before he could process her words, Allivy swung the doors wide open and, without warning, pushed him out.

—Come on! The world isn't going to wait for you! —she said with a mischievous smile.

Mitsuki stumbled through the doors, barely managing to stay on his feet as the sunlight bathed him completely. The cheering was immediate. The crowd erupted in cheers, and the flashes of the cameras blinded him for a moment.

"He's out! It's him!" they shouted, while some waved signs with his name on them and others tried to capture the best photo from behind the security bars.

Looking up, something unexpected left him even more perplexed. Above the crowd, a huge hot air balloon floated in the sky, decorated with his face and what seemed to be the emblem of the prodigies. From the basket hung high-tech cameras that broadcast live to millions of viewers around the world. Mitsuki could see the giant screens placed around the plaza, displaying the real-time view counter: 50.5 million and counting.

"A... hot air balloon?" Mitsuki muttered, completely incredulous.

"You're viral!" Allivy shouted from behind, clearly proud of the production. "Show and style, all in one!"

Mitsuki walked forward with slow, clumsy steps, feeling all eyes on him. The path was flanked by metal barriers that separated people. His black clothes with purple details stood out in the crowd, and that only made him feel even more exposed.

As he walked, some people tried to reach out to touch him, while others shouted words of support that he couldn't understand over the noise.

"Why are they so excited?" he murmured, his gaze quickly scanning the excited faces around him and looking up at the balloon, which followed him from above like an imposing shadow.

At the end of the path, a mini stage awaited him. A microphone was perched in the center, with the Prodigies logo engraved on its base. Mitsuki felt a chill run down his spine as he realized that, inevitably, all of these people were waiting to hear something from him.

"Come on, don't stop!" Allivy shouted, giving him a gentle push from behind.

Finally, Mitsuki reached the foot of the stage. She climbed the steps on shaky legs, trying to maintain a neutral expression, although she felt cold sweat on her forehead.

As he took the microphone, the noise of the crowd died down a little, just enough for his voice to be heard. Mitsuki cleared his throat, looking at the immense amount of people in front of him and, for a second, at the cameras broadcasting his face to the entire world.

—Uh... hello, everyone... —he began, but his voice was barely a murmur.

"Harder, Mitsuki!" Elisa shouted from the road, waving her hands in encouragement.

Mitsuki closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She remembered Allivy and Elisa's words: "It doesn't have to be perfect."

He opened his eyes, his gaze more firm now, and spoke again.

"Hello, everyone!" he said, more confidently this time. The crowd responded with a roar of cheers and applause.

—This is all new to me, so... thank you for being here. Although I'm not sure what you expect from me, I still promise I'll do my best with all of this...

As he spoke, his words began to flow more naturally. Mitsuki couldn't help but feel a little intimidated, but there was also something exciting about it all. For the first time, he was in front of an audience that seemed to truly believe in him.

When he finished, the crowd erupted in applause. Mitsuki lowered the microphone slowly, looking toward Allivy and Elisa, who were giving him nods of approval.

Mitsuki walked down from the stage, his legs still shaking, feeling the roar of the crowd still vibrating in his ears. He walked towards Allivy and Elisa, who were waiting for him at the foot of the path with relaxed expressions.

—Well, you weren't bad at all! —Elisa commented, patting him on the shoulder.

—Better than I expected, but you definitely lack some public charisma, Allivy added with a mocking smile.

Mitsuki breathed a sigh of relief and began walking with them towards the hotel entrance, ready to escape the chaos of flashes and screams. But just before he crossed the doors, he stopped dead.

"Wait..." he murmured, as if something had switched on in his mind.

Elisa looked at him curiously. "What's wrong, Mitsu?"

Without answering, Mitsuki turned around and ran back to the stage. The crowd started cheering even louder as they watched him go up again, not understanding what was happening.

He grabbed the microphone firmly and, with a determined look, raised his voice:

—Before I forget! Follow me on my social media!

The announcement blared through the speakers, and for a moment there was complete silence, followed by an explosion of screams and laughter from the audience. Some began pulling out their phones to look him up, while others cheered enthusiastically.

From the end of the path, Allivy and Elisa stood frozen, their expressions completely comical. Elisa put a hand to her forehead, trying to contain her laughter, while Allivy crossed her arms and let out an exaggerated sigh.

"Your brother is a real opportunist," Allivy joked, holding back her laughter.

—Well, at least he looks more confident now —Elisa commented, with an amused smile.

Mitsuki left the microphone in its place, and as he walked off the stage, the crowd continued to shout his name and cheer him on. Now, the nervousness on his face had transformed into a small smile.

When he reached Allivy and Elisa, they both looked at him with a mix of disbelief and amusement.

"Really, Mitsuki?" Allivy said, raising an eyebrow. "It was barely your first public appearance and you're already selling yourself."

"It's part of the game, isn't it?" Mitsuki replied, placing his hands on the back of his neck in a relaxed manner.

Elisa laughed and took him by the arm to push him towards the hotel. "Okay, celebrity, let's go before someone asks you for a signature."

As the hotel doors closed behind them, Mitsuki couldn't help but laugh a little to himself. It was chaos, yes, but there was something exciting about it all.

Inside a small makeshift classroom in the luxurious Ectiviland hotel, Mitsuki and Elisa sat, though their posture was far from that of diligent students. Mitsuki, with his elbows resting on the desk and his head in his hands, looked like he was on the verge of falling asleep. Elisa, on the other hand, was busy doing her nails, completely oblivious to the purpose of the meeting.

Sunlight streamed through the living room windows, illuminating the tables, until Allivy, with her characteristic air of superiority, slammed the blinds shut.

"Alright, guys!" he announced enthusiastically as he stood in the center of the room, next to a whiteboard.

Mitsuki raised his head with difficulty, still half asleep. "What are you going to tell us now?" he muttered.

Elisa stopped painting a nail and looked at Allivy with an amused smile. "This looks interesting."

Allivy grabbed a marker and, with a dramatic gesture, wrote on the board: "Mister Allivy: Class 1."

"Welcome to your first class with the great Mister Allivy!" he said, turning to them with a triumphant smile.

Mitsuki nearly fell off his chair at those words. He brought a hand to his face, clearly embarrassed. "Really? 'Mister Allivy'? You called yourself that?"

Elisa, on the other hand, lit up with happiness and began to clap softly. "Finally, some entertainment!"

Allivy completely ignored Mitsuki and nodded confidently at Elisa.

—Thank you, Elisa. At least someone appreciates my teaching talent —he said, puffing out his chest.

Mitsuki let out a long sigh and leaned back in his chair, muttering to himself, "Please…"

Allivy tapped the marker on the board, getting their attention.

"Shut up and pay attention, Mitsuki!" she said, pointing directly at him. "Today we're going to recap all of your doubts and, most importantly… you're going to receive your first mission together as prodigies!"

Hearing the word "mission," Mitsuki perked up slightly, raising an eyebrow in curiosity. Elisa also stopped painting her nails and leaned forward, interested.

"Mission?" they both asked in unison.

Allivy smiled widely, enjoying the effect she had caused.

—That's right. But first, let's make sure you understand everything you need to know.

Mitsuki rolled his eyes, but deep down he knew this could be important. Elisa, for her part, looked excited, as if she was about to embark on an adventure.

"Now," Allivy continued, pointing the marker at them like a sword, "are you ready to hear the details?"

Mitsuki and Elisa looked at each other, each with very different expressions: Mitsuki, resigned but alert, and Elisa, with a smile of pure curiosity.

Allivy dramatically dropped the marker on the desk and crossed her arms.

—So, get ready.

Allivy, with a carefree air, picked up a blue marker and began doodling on the board as she spoke. Her drawings were simple, almost childlike, but they managed to convey a certain playfulness in the midst of her explanation. She drew a circle surrounding the word "Worlds" and then a small map with a question mark in the center.

"Okay, guys. Let's start with the basics," he said as he added some decorative arrows to his makeshift map. "I want to get all the questions out on the table. That way, no one gets lost, okay?"

Elisa, raising her hand as if she were in a real school, intervened in a light tone:

—But teacher... I have no doubt.

Allivy looked at her with a raised eyebrow, but then smiled somewhat mockingly.

"That's because you're here to paint your nails and admire my amazing presence," she replied, pointing at her with the marker. "But don't worry, Elisa, I'm sure Mitsuki has many doubts."

Elisa shrugged with a knowing smile and looked at Mitsuki, who remained silent, arms crossed. He didn't deny it, but his face was beginning to show signs of frustration. In his head, an avalanche of questions overwhelmed him at the same time.

"What are the five worlds?", "Where is the location of Gloomoria?", "How the hell was Allivy's daughter born?", "What happened to the girl I saved the day all this started?"

Each question piled on top of the last, and Mitsuki began to pout slightly in frustration. Her mind was so overloaded that she couldn't help but lean against the table, holding her head with both hands.

"God!" he muttered, between a sigh and a sound of exhaustion, while a comical expression of dizziness took over his face.

Elisa and Allivy looked at him, both surprised but in an exaggeratedly theatrical way. Allivy even dropped the marker she was holding.

"Mitsuki...?" Allivy murmured, looking at Mitsuki's face as if she had just seen something strange.

"What's wrong with you?!" Elisa asked, leaning towards him with a mixture of concern and mockery.

Mitsuki looked up, his eyes seeming to spiral from mental overload.

"I have too many questions, and no answers!" he exclaimed, tapping his forehead on the table.

Allivy gave a short laugh, as if she were having fun with the situation, and picked up another marker, this time red.

"Well, well, it seems our 'star prodigy' is about to explode," he said, drawing a cartoon of Mitsuki with his head exploding on his whiteboard. "Don't worry, Mitsuki. We'll clear up all your doubts... well, at least the important ones."

Elisa looked at the caricature of Mitsuki on the blackboard and couldn't help but laugh.

"It came out exactly the same!" he said, looking at the drawing.

Mitsuki just sighed, resigned, as he looked at them with a frown.

—Stop mocking and let's get started!

Allivy stepped forward and pointed dramatically at the board.

—Okay, Mitsuki, you're first. Tell me, which of those doubts you have in your head do you want me to answer first?

Mitsuki looked up, still a little dizzy, and began to consider which of all his questions he should prioritize.

Mitsuki, after a brief sigh to gather his thoughts, decided to start with a less complex question, but one that still tormented him since his first encounter with Allivy. He looked at the teacher with a serious expression, despite the flood of doubts in his mind.

—The girl I saved... Aura? The one I rescued from that guy, Loyd Adams... what happened to her?

Allivy stopped writing on the board and looked at her with a calm smile, as if that question was one of the easiest to answer.

"Ah! Aura," Allivy said with tenderness in her voice. "Alaska took her to a much better orphanage. They gave her a place where she can be calmer, learn and grow, without exclusions. At the moment, she is much happier."

Mitsuki was silent for a moment, surprised. He hadn't expected such a positive response.

"Really?" he asked, with a slight smile of relief.

Allivy nodded, a warm expression on her face.

"Yes, really. She is a special girl. I am sure she will do great things," she replied, and then raised her finger as if she had another answer ready. "But anyway, tell me the next question."

Taking a breath, Mitsuki moved on to the next question that had been plaguing him since that test with Gisi.

—So... what can you tell me about your daughter? Gisi Kuyomizu... how was she born?

Allivy's face seemed to change for a moment, her eyes narrowing slightly as she thought about the question. It was clear that the question was something more personal, but she answered it with a deep calm.

"Oh, that's a very good question, Mitsuki," Allivy said, smiling softly. "Gisi has no father, not as we know him. She sprang from me alone."

Mitsuki frowned, trying to understand what Allivy had just said.

—What do you mean, "solely and exclusively" you? —he asked, confused.

Allivy stopped drawing on the board, leaned against the desk, and stared at Mitsuki for a moment, a slight melancholy in her eyes.

—You see... gods and beings with celestial qualities have something we call "essence." It's like a legacy that we follow, but not necessarily in the traditional way of procreating. I created my energy, my essence, because I felt very alone. Gisi was born from that, from a part of me.

Mitsuki looked at her, completely surprised, while Allivy paused, as if she was holding back.

"I don't regret it. She's a wonderful person. I love her very much." Allivy's voice became a little softer, almost as if she was about to get emotional, but she quickly hid it, returning her gaze to Mitsuki.

—What other questions do you have?! —he said quickly, to change the subject and not let the conversation become too sentimental.

Mitsuki was silent for a moment, taking in what he had just heard. There was much more behind Allivy's story than he had imagined. But, he still had a few more questions on his mind.

The scene continues with Mitsuki, still assimilating the complexity of the answers Allivy gave her, while Elisa smiles with evident interest, listening attentively.

Allivy, clearly excited by the topic, leans over the board, pulling out a colored marker and beginning to draw. Her face lights up as she gathers her thoughts.

—Alright, since you're so interested, Mitsuki, let's talk about the Five Worlds. —He says as he draws a large circle in the center of the board. —This is the first world, the one we all know. It's the universe itself.

Mitsuki watches, while Elisa nods, completely intrigued.

Allivy continues.

—This is the first world, the universe. What we experience every day. But there are more worlds. Four more that are connected, but not part of this universe, as such. —As he says this, he draws lines around the first circle, creating a kind of net that surrounds the universe.

Elisa smiles wider, feeling the thrill of the explanation. Mitsuki continues to watch, completely attentive.

"The second world is Elyria." Allivy points to one of the circles surrounding the universe, her expression warming. "It's heaven, my homeland. A place where celestials like me or Alaska are born. A world full of love, peace, and harmony."

Elisa smiles with satisfaction upon hearing about Elyria, clearly identifying with the peace of that place. Mitsuki, on the other hand, remains thoughtful, imagining such a perfect place.

—Then we have the third world, Inferno. —Allivy draws a line connecting another circle next to the previous one. His tone becomes more serious. —It is the opposite of Elyria. It is Hell, a dark world where most of the evil beings of the universe live. Some beings do not even come from here, but come from other places.

Mitsuki frowns, looking at the drawing of the darkest circle, imagining the horror of that place. Elisa, although she doesn't say it, shows an expression of horror and nervousness despite her mysteriously tenacious personality.

—Now, the fourth world is the most dangerous of all. —Allivy pauses dramatically, making sure they both listen carefully. —It's The Abyssmorph. A place far more strange, bizarre, and dangerous than Inferno. It's a mix of the worst of Elyria and the worst of Inferno, with beings and territories that are completely chaotic and deadly.

Elisa raises her eyebrows and Mitsuki leans forward, looking completely stunned. The concept of such a dangerous world overwhelms him. Allivy notices this and smiles.

—Finally, the fifth world is Gloomoria. —Allivy draws the last circle, marking it forcefully. —This is where they come from, Mitsuki. A world full of beings like you and your sister. Do you remember the purple-hued beings? Well, that's your race.

Mitsuki falls silent, staring at the drawing of Gloomoria, recognizing the name "Finalis" with a look of surprise. Elisa, on the other hand, maintains a more serious expression, recognizing the implications of her own origin.

Allivy looks at both of them, seeing how concepts are taking shape in their minds.

—Each of these worlds has a function, a reason for existing, and they are connected in ways that we have yet to discover —he says, while with a smile, he draws some doodles that represent the beings of each world, as if each one had a distinct personality.

Elisa looks at the drawing of Elyria and smiles, while Mitsuki remains bewildered by everything he just learned.

"So…" Mitsuki says finally, as if processing all the information. "Are we considered Finalis?"

—Exactly, Mitsuki. —Allivy nods vigorously. —And that means they have a very special connection to that world, since they are children of the king we saw the other day.

Mitsuki looks at Elisa, who is watching him curiously. Then, he looks back at Allivy, still with many questions in his mind.

The teacher smiles and puts away her marker, feeling like the class had been a success.

—Any more questions?

The scene continues as Allivy waves goodbye to them with a satisfied smile.

"And that's it for today, guys!" Allivy says, waving her hands as she heads for the door. "You have the day off to rest and recharge. I'll tell you a few important things tomorrow to prepare for the mission."

Elisa quickly stands up from her chair, clearly happy to have some free time, while Mitsuki stretches with a relaxed smile, relieved that class is finally over.

Allivy, however, lingers in the doorway for a moment. Something in her posture shows that she is in the middle of a thought, as if something is about to happen. Suddenly, she turns to them, her eyes shining with an unusual energy.

—Ah! I forgot something very important! —he says excitedly as he quickly approaches Mitsuki and Elisa.

They both look at each other strangely, looking at Allivy, not fully understanding what is happening.

Allivy, with a big smile, hands them a large bag of money, making it jingle as she holds it in both hands.

—Here you go! Your first payment as prodigals. Thousands of yen for each of you! —He says with a cheerful and proud tone.

Mitsuki and Elisa are amazed, looking at the money Allivy gives them, as if it were a small dream come true.

"I can't believe it!" Elisa exclaims, her eyes shining at the amount of money in the bag. "Interesting, I think I know what to do with it."

Mitsuki, for his part, looks at the money and then at Allivy with a slight smile on his face.

—Wow, I wasn't expecting this... but thanks, Allivy. —He says, feeling a little overwhelmed but excited to finally get paid.

Allivy laughs, pleased with the two's reaction, and pats them on the shoulders.

—Enjoy your day off. Tomorrow is another big day. See you later! —she says, as she walks away slowly, visibly excited about everything that is to come.

Once Allivy is gone, Elisa looks at Mitsuki with a mischievous smile.

"How about I take you out to dinner tonight?" he says, raising an eyebrow. "We can use the money from this first paycheck to have a nice feast."

Mitsuki, without much hesitation, responds with a smile.

—Of course! I think that's an excellent idea.

The scene changes abruptly, plunging us into a dark part of the city. The atmosphere is tense, fog covers the streets and the lights flicker weakly, casting strange shadows on the buildings. Among the shadows stands a figure, mysterious and ominous: Loyd Adams.

With his black hair and piercing red eyes, Loyd's figure is unmistakable. Standing in a corner of a dark alley, he adjusts a black balaclava with a red design hiding part of his face, leaving only his intense and dangerous gaze visible. A slight sadistic smile appears on his face as he looks around, knowing that this is the perfect time to act.

—Come on, hurry up! Do you want to make good money or not?! —he shouts to his subordinates, whose silhouettes are also covered by balaclavas and dark suits, masked to hide their identities.

With chilling speed, he points out the directions they should take.

—You, on the right. You, on the left. I'll enter through the main entrance of the bank, the most fun part. —His voice is firm, determined, and full of a disturbing calm.

The masked group nods silently, knowing there is no turning back. They all scatter into the darkness of the night, executing Loyd's plan with deadly precision.

Loyd, his gaze fixed on the bank's imposing facade, takes a step towards the entrance. The city seems to hold its breath as it prepares to witness the chaos to come.

With his cold and calculating nature, he knows exactly what he is doing. This bank, one of the most important in the city, has no idea what is coming.

The last image before the chapter ends is Loyd striding forward, the sound of his boots echoing in the empty street as the darkness of the night seems to embrace his sinister presence even more.

End of chapter.