This choice: Follow Illya to the nurse • Go Back... Biding his time for now, Gilgamesh followed Illya to the Nurse's Office, still invisible of course. There, he saw Illya getting badly patched up by a school nurse who clearly barely cared about the kid's well being.
"Just sleep it off or whatever." Caren the nurse said once she verified that Illya's body wasn't injured at all, just a bit bruised from all the tripping Gilgamesh had done earlier.
Illya pouted, sleeping in the office of this less than sane nurse wasn't ideal. So she asked the question that any child sent to the nurse's office dreamed of asking "Can I please go home early?"
Caren sighed "Yeah sure, whatever. I don't care." She said as she wrote Illya a nurse's excuse and sent the child home for the day.
A smile appeared on Illya's face as the first good thing to happen to her that day appeared before her. Little did she know, an invisible demi-god was right behind her laughing. Messing with Illya at school had been great, but imagine the torture he could inflict on her at home.
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As Illya skipped home, Gilgamesh prepared his possession pipe once again. If he wanted to figure out the best way to mess with Illya he'd need to do something recon on her home-life, and the best way to do that would be from behind her eyes.
Before Illya could enter her front door, Gilgamesh loaded four darts into his possession pipe and launched them into Illya's skin one after another. If a single dart put him in her body for 15 minutes, then multiple should let him stay in her body for an hour.
As Gilgamesh's vision shifted, he once again found himself in the body of the little girl who had defeated him. Crumbling her nurse's note, he entered Illya's home and began to head up to her room without even speaking to her family.
"Ugh, even her room is digusting." Gilgamesh grimaced as he saw what may have been the pinkest room in existence. Although he hated the room, there was plenty of stuff in here he could use to learn more about Illya's life such as her diary.
Gilgamesh's attention got diverted as he saw a full-body mirror in the corner and Illya's reflection looking back at him. Not being able to resist the opportunity, he began to put on a mocking voice. "My name is Illya and I'm a stupid booger picking idiot. I'm the weakest person in Fuyuki and Gilgamesh is sooooo much cooler than me." He laughed, making the mental note to have more fun with this mirror later.
Moving on from the mirror, Gilgamesh's attention turned to Illya's wardrobe, which of course was filled with the types of cute yet not too bold clothes that she would normally wear. "Booooring!" Gilgamesh sighed, did this girl have anything interesting he could mess with?
That was when Gilgamesh saw a box next to the wardrobe with a large label that reason "DO NOT WEAR!" Opening it, Gilgamesh found plenty of outfits which were Illya's size but she wouldn't be caught dead wearing. "What are these?" Gilgamesh wondered.
"Ooooh! Are you finally going to listen to my suggestions?!" Gilgamesh nearly fell over as the magical wand Ruby began to speak up, Gilgamesh had nearly forgotten that this wand was almost always watching. "You always said you hated them, but if you want to appeal to the true moe factor of a magical girl then you should take my advice."
"Illy- I, hate these hmm." A wicked grin appeared on Gilgamesh's face, Ruby was always trying to push Illya beyond her boundaries and do stuff to her. While Ruby always had good intentions for this, Gilgamesh did not. "Hey Ruby, can you tell me what other things I, Illya, have always hated the idea of doing."
As Ruby bursted with joy and described many things she tried to convince Illya to do, Gilgamesh made mental notes of them all. Who would have guessed he'd make an ally here of all places? The only question was, what should he do first?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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