Wheel of Actual Fortune

"Great.", I made myself at home as my face kissed the hardwood table, "Revengers, you truly are the trigger-happy group I've been looking for."

"Maybe you should look at your mouth more before saying things like that.", Trailer clicks her tongue disgruntled but mostly exhausted. Everyone else was staring at me like I was an eyesore.

"Yeah, if you're thinking of joining us then don't bet on it. We're not taking someone with a foul mouth.", The orange haired girl hmphed.

"I can assure you I brush my teeth 3 times a day, miss...uh?", I turn to her in a starkly potile manner.

"Betty Bop, or just Bop.", The dancer girl replied.

"Alright, Just Bop.", That earned me a furrowed brow.

"Enough, tell us what you need from us and we can go our separate ways.", Mr. Victorian here has a great idea.

"That makes two of us Mr. 1800s. I want the Revenger's assistance against a villain terrorist attack.", I point at him with a finger like he's my bro.

"1800's?", Unlike the confused mid 19th century bruv, Trailer asked the good question, "We don't help for free. And what's to say a villain attack will happen?"

I sat upright with a bit more seriousness and clasped hands, "Lemme tell you a bit about myself so you get the lowdown. Kaizen, Runner, student in Belladona Academy. I got a tip that several villain organization are going to attack the place. And I'm sure the names of these organization are enough motivation for you, Revengers, to partake in my little hero play."

"A lot of Damao's Inner Disciples are looking for refreshments.", Instantly Burns has this 'aura' around him. I didn't even feel it when we fought, I guess being mad and wrathful are two different things for this guy? Looks like he wants to kill.

I knew it, they were all holding back. If they actually aimed to kill me, I'd most likely die.

I smooth my hands over my lap remember the description about Revengers. Made to kill Villain, and nothing else. They weren't good at capturing, protection, or transportation. They investigate, chase, and eliminate.

"Singularis Corp is on the verge of a breakthrough, and they might be eyeing some unique specimens.", Trailer stares at me with a much sharper gaze along side sound girl.

"Evilus also wants to make a statement there too.", Victorian man can be seen shaking, his hands trembling on his stick.

"And I'm sure you've heard of the Black Thorn Assassins?", Betty looks visibly distraught.

"And I see you all have some background with them...", I smile knowingly. No, in fact, I knew nothing of them. These people were all underlings once the ending of the second arc happened, in place of their leaders who fought tooth and nail against Dystopia.

Truly tragic.

"I know you guys have your various... circumstances, but I believe you'd do well in informing your leader because this is a fight bigger than all of us.", I made a call sign on my ear while leaning back as Trailer once again opens her mouth, "Tell me, Kaizen, even if it's true and you know that they're going to attack. How are we supposed to believe they're working together?"

"I know right? How could these bigwig Villain organization, not at all comfy to one another, are so willing to settle on compromise? It's 2 simple words of truth you unbeliever...

Insanitas Brigade.", Silence befell the room. Truly this is a they-who-must-not-be-named moment.

"Heyyy~, don't worry. We're not dead...yet."

"HOW ARE WE NOT SUPPOSED TO WORRY??", Sound girl being the most quite one suddenly snapped with a scream of terror at me.

"WE'RE NOT GOING, END OF DISCUSSION!", Burns being the one in the forefront of confrontation suddenly didn't want to fight.

"You can't possibly believe that we'd rally the Revengers to take down him?", Mr. bowler hat has finally lost it too, taking a seat having his knees weak.

"...", Betty stood still, quiet without a peep.

"You're insane.", Trailer eyes me with a deep worry I didn't think I'd find in her eyes. I underestimated the care that these people had for others because they put all their time into hunting down Villain organizations.

"...Maybe I am. It takes one to know one after all.", I cheekily answer.

"...", After a few seconds of silence to settle the matter in, I gave an ultimatum, "Look, this is Belladona Academy we are talking about, we have forces that can work with you. And I don't work without a plan."

"...We will discuss this with the higher-ups.", Trailer finally sighs.

"I'm free again on Saturday, and let's keep in touch if anything changes.", I hand them a my Holo-Line, the latest technology on portable holographic touch screens all in just a small bracelet.

With all things done, I turn around, "Well, it's nice beat-I mean, meeting you all. Trailer, Burns, Betty Bop, erm-..."

"Nacht.", Mr. Victorian bows with his bowler in hand. He's an amicable fellow.

"Coffee.", Sound girl gave a name entirely unrelated to her name, which is expected. Or maybe it's the sound when saying the word?

"Nacht and Coffee.", I nod. I find everyone here very great. I'll make sure to be nicer when I see them again, "I'll remember you all too, so don't forget me."

I smile with a certain fondness. I don't know if it's because we're all victims of the same source or because of my own impressions of them, but I'm sure to keep in the future.

Honestly, I kind of regret trash talking with Burns now... Nah, let's keep the game going till we're tired of it, I'll just tone it down a notch.

I check my energy levels as I go back. I think I realized just how much energy I get every time.

My limit of energy with just Muda had been 3 uses at most, and that was pushing it.

And when I got Zangerim and Black Shadow Stone, my reserves resembled to about 10 uses of either Muda or Zangerim. Not only that but Black Shadow Stone gives an additional 4 uses passively.

Of course, that was under the condition that Muda's range is 1 meter all around and Zangerim is capable of slashing a huge 1 inch gash of concrete me.

When I received Poison Gas, the amount rose to 15. It's also possibly for me at that moment to actively use Poison Gas for 15 minutes, under the conditions that it's moderately toxic and foggy. This also added another one more to the 4 I mentioned before, kicking up the use of Poison Gas to a third of a hour.

Using basic math, determining the equation of my energy reserves is very easy which is denoted by ER, where ER is equal to the number of abilities, denoted by N, plus 1 times 1+(N+1) all over 2. Finally the extra reserves are added from passive effects, N + 1

ER = [(N+1)[1+(N+1)]/2] + (N + 1)

It's a sum of all integers equation replaced by abilities instead, what coincidence!

Anyway, so my ER at the moment is [(4+1)[1+(4+1)]/2] + (4+1) = [5[1+5]/2] + (4+1) = [30/2] + 5 = 20

I was honestly stumped, not because of the math involved but because I was able to remember such an equation so long ago. I thought about Indifference and figured my memory scaled with the passive effect of the abilities' Hazakura drug.

And I haven't even used blooming effect of Indifference yet, which would kick up all my stats at once, but it might also consume my energy reserves hungrily even with the passive effect giving me a boost.

And this wasn't considering how much I could gain from just training them. I knew that gaining energy is vital because in almost a lot of the situations I might get involved it may use huge amounts of energy, and I'll have to overwork myself to get a lot of things perfectly.

Usually, you see, in these types of stories, there must be sacrifices made. And to that I'd like to kick it off the curb and spit of it. I'm going to get as close to the ideal as possible, no matter if it's impossible, the fact I'm aiming for it can give this wretched world a chance for peace, hope, or whatever Dystopia wants rid of in his new society.

And first on the agenda is getting used to the energy fatigue. I mean, imagine how tired I felt from using about half of my energy reserves, it's possible that I have to use every last drop of my energy.

With more thought popping up in my head, I made my way back to my house. The best training place for me is my backyard.

It's been a long day.