《Mrs.Heroic [MAGI X BHNA CROSSOVER]》Chapter nine
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Everyone eyes widened at that, what does she mean by 'sold'? Like some groceries???
Nezu quickly intervened "she means 'they are sellers' as in they sell goods, Japanese isn't her first language so she often mixes up the words-"
The group seemed to nod in understanding, realizing that the way she talks reminded them of a foreigner, specifically an Arabian foreigner.
Morgiana paused after Nezu said that, she just realized that the language they were speaking wasn't the common language that was always used, and Morgiana also never learned this new language......but she understood it perfectly-
She decided to store the information for later.
"Oh? Where are you originally from Morgiana-San?" The lady who reminds Morgiana of the pretty ladies in the brothels asked.
"Ankoku Tairiku"
"Ank-whatta what?"
Morgiana paused slightly, not really liking this new development.
"...the Dark Continent?"
She attempted the other name of where she was from, it was in fact known mainly as the dark continent- though Morgiana never liked the name-
Morgiana gulped slightly seeing their confused face. Do they really not know where it is?
"Morgiana, I'm sorry but where is that? I've never heard of that place...."
Everyone's head snapped towards the little mouse, he who knew almost everything, didn't know where she's from-
"....I'm not sure, I haven't been there for over a decade..."
Morgiana decided to play safe, and contemplate everything when she's alone.
"The name must have changed."
They nodded in agreement, perhaps it was called ankoku tairku by the locals, and here they call it something else....
Or maybe her memory has been alternate and such a place doesn't exist-
Nezu contemplates this....since he really hasn't ever heard of an ankoku tairku.
"AH!"
Everyone's head turned towards the bird-headed boy.
"What is it Tokoyami-San?" The half-and-half boy asked
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"It's just- isn't she the girl from the news six months ago?"
"..."
Class 1-A took a moment as they stared at the red-head, and comparing it to the news from a couple of months ago.
'Recently a girl with bright red hair was rescued by the pro hero All Might as she was falling from the sky.
She was found in horrible conditions to the point where we don't know how she looks like.
Through the process of face scanning and several recreation- type quirks we were able to determine this is what she would've looked like if she was fine.
We were unable to contact her family or any form of relatives, if she had any that is.
We do not know her name, age, or where she came from, for now all we have is this picture of what she would've look liked.
She is currently getting treatment by recovery girl, we would've gotten an interview with the pro if she wasn't so busy attending the girl-who was going in and out of seizures.
If you so happened to know who this child is or have seen her before, please contact (XXX)-XXX-XXXX.
More information will be distributed when she wakes up and we are able to talk with her."
"Now then on with the weather-"
"You're right!" They frog-like girl exclaimed.
She was all over the news for a good month, there was no updates on who she was or how she got into that condition, no one knew of her nor contacted the number that was provided.
It's like she just.... popped into existence-
Sooner more then later she slowly died out from the news as villains vs. heroes took over the news, she was soon forgotten.
Morgiana head tilted "the news?" Her eyes narrowed, was she perhaps targeted by the slave organization? She was in fact a fanlis- she would go for a rather high price....
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Nezu caught her eyes "No one came for you-"
Morgiana let out a small sigh of relief, catching a certain dueled-hair students attention.
Was she perhaps like.... me?
He nodded to himself, he'd have to get her by herself so he can talk with her....
"Well Fanalis-San! since you woke up have you gotten any visitors?" The ever loud, bubbly hero asked.
Morgiana slightly winced at the noise, causing the blonde to be smacked in the back of the head by the brothels-lady.
"Control your voice!"
Morgiana raised her brows but didn't she comment.
"Other than...deku-kun, Nezu-San, All might- San, and recovery girl-San, I have not gotten visitors I am aware of."
They were slightly confused as to why she would add 'aware of', did she perhaps think someone would come while she was unconscious? Or when she was out of the loop?
There wouldn't have been visitors unless permitted by the doctor that was taking care of her, in this case recovery girl.
"....I see."
Nezu clapped his hands-uh paws, bringing attention back to himself.
"Well that'll be all the questions for Morgiana-San today! Since you know she just woke up today we have to do an in-depth check-up for her."
Most of the students seemed forlorn that she would leave.
"She'll be starting in class 1-A within a week after we get her uniform and hero costume ready."
"..."
"YES!!!!!!!"
Most of the class bursted in cheers at their new student.
After all the teachers and students left to go continue class Nezu, recovery girl, All Might and Morgiana headed the opposite way to get Morgiana prepared for school.
"Ahem."
Okay one teacher didn't leave-
"Shota-kun, what do I owe the pleasure?"the small bear said as he sent a large smile to the man.
The tired adult rolled his eyes in annoyance "Cut the bullshit Nezu-kun, considering that I'll be her home room teacher from now on....you should tell me what going on-!"
Nezu dropped the facade, his 'sweet' image completely ruined my the snarl that left his throat, he sighed "that attitude is gonna get you killed someday."
"I'm still alive." Shota didn't even hesitate.
"Touché"
Nezu glances towards the red-head. "If you want information you would have to ask the girl of your questions, considering that we don't have much info on her."
The dried-eyed teacher narrowed his eyebrows and crossed his arms in distrust.
Was his initial thought right?
"Is she a villain?"
Nezu smirked "quite the contrary, she was a victim."
"What?" His eyebrows furrowed.
Morgiana decided to step up, her hand on her chest, deciding to introduce her self.
"My name is Morgiana fanlis, I have been a slave for 13 years."
Shota's arms uncrossed as he stared at the girl, eyes wide in disbelief.
"Well then, as you said, since you are her teacher you should know her conditions. I hope you can keep it a secret from her future peers."
"B-but, shouldn't we take her to the police or something-?!"
"She's been on the news, and no one claimed they knew her, and plus.... if they did there could be a high possibility that it would've been slave traders, and we wouldn't have known considering that she was unconscious till today-"
Shota gulped, realizing how serious this is.
"Currently Morgiana-San best chance of safety is staying under our protection."
The dark-haired pro glanced at the red-head who stared at her with a haunting eyes.
Eyes that experience something that a child shouldn't have experience-
Nodding his head "I understand."
Nezu turned and smiled at the girl "well then-!! Are you ready Morgiana?"
The girl stared at the mammal for a moment.
"Can't day I have any other choice..."
"That's the spirit!"
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