Infinite Stratos X Neglected Male Reader

Chapter 24: Sharp Experiences

Her room is cleaner than most. She cleans it the best she can, she told the boy that cleaning made her feel relaxed, but wished she could at least clean his since it was basically a scrapyard.

Basically, anything with tech or metal was thrown into his room. He needed it to keep on fighting, but it was interesting to see him fiddle with everything and make items and weapons, even when he was as hurt as he was.

For the first couple of months they were here, I didn't even bother talking to them when I learned that they hate to fight. It was fun, great exercise, and the only thing that wasn't boring. I was more concerned about trying to answer my question, the thing that made me so infatuated with fighting new people.

The girl says that she hates the thought of hurting innocent people, but it was hard to understand what she meant by that when I asked her to explain what being innocent meant.

The boy, however, said that he hated it since it was his ability to fight that ended up getting him locked up here. That made me very curious about how strong he was. I asked the workers if I could fight him, but they told me that I wouldn't be able to fight him since he was special. Apparently the people in the top rooms like seeing him fight, so the fight between us would wind up with one of us dead.

There were times when I would fight multiple people, so I asked if the two of us could participate in one of those fights, but they refused since they seemed to know that I just wanted to fight him during it.

Actually, I only fight multiple people now, unless the single opponent had some kind of special equipment to try and make things more fun. Apparently, people were tired of seeing me kill my playmates so fast that there was barely a fight, so they had to try to do something to make things interesting.

During times where I fight more than one at a time, I come across someone that won't go down easily. It was still very strange, but I was happy that I got another opportunity to ask my question.

Why would they protect someone so desperately when it would be easier to just abandon them?

It was the same situation as right now.

"I don't get it. You could have fought better if you just let me kill the weaker one." I pouted.

However, his glare, just like the ones before from similar opponents, sent a shiver down my spine, and I could feel my excitement grow as I knew what was coming.

"A monster like you...probably wouldn't get it. But I...I would do anything...To protect my family!" He charged forward despite having lacerations all around his body and a pike through his abdomen.

This was it! This last burst of desperation, the moment where they exceed my every expectation and fight with even more strength than they started with.

But a moment is all it was. It wasn't as impressive as some people before him, and I lopped his head off after trading a few blows with him.

The little weak boy behind him was crying and trembling. It was annoying, so I silenced him.

Again. I couldn't figure it out again.

Why could they fight so hard for someone else? What was a family? And why...Why do I want that to happen to me?

I considered asking the boy and the girl in the rooms across from mine. The boy had a gaze that sent a shiver down my spine. It wasn't the same as the one that my playmates would give me, it was different. 

Whenever it happened during a fight, it would feel nice. My heart would start to beat faster and faster, my breathing would speed up, and something would begin to feel warmer in my chest. But his? I would flinch, my hands would tremble, and I would feel cold and distant.