And I would punch you back and then zap you. And still drag you onto the bus.

[Mikoto grins impishly. Pfft, well, in that case, she doesn't have to fight fair!

She turns on her heel, folding her hands behind her back innocently and holding her head up in the air primly.]

I don't wanna spoil it. It wouldn't be much of a surprise if I gave it away this soon. Just follow me.

[As they walk further onward, there seem to be more and more children around, interestingly (or suspiciously) enough.]