Hip 2: Pink Elephants, Angels, and Pixies
"Okay… can something get explained here before I freak out more than I already am?!"
Mikado gave a sigh as he then leaned to the side, a hand on his forehead, Masumi chuckling from the side, seated on one of the beds and thankfully fully dressed, Kiss looking equally miffed as he scanned the ambiguously gendered individual before the two of them.
"Well you did already get a small glimpse." Masumi giggled, Mikado letting out a long sigh.
"I swear I'd be fine assuming you were a girl if we hadn't seen what we did…" Mikado sighed, his hand sliding down to cover his eyes.
"Oh, I'm fine with that. Male or female, I personally don't really mind being referred to as one or the other, or both." Masumi flippantly replied, Mikado sighing again, "I do apologize for earlier though, I… was kind of messing the two of you… at least, halfway. You are both very attractive, I will say."
Kiss ran a hand through his hair, thinking through Masumi's words carefully. "Well… thanks, I guess. To be honest I'm okay with what you were offering, but I have a Maiden very dear to me, and I promised I'd tell her about everything I do with others before I did it, so… give a day or two and we can talk."
The hearts that formed in Masumi's eyes were a mix of amazing and frightening. "We'll be roommates for the whole year, so I can wait a few days to have a taste of you."
Kiss gave a smile that seemed to unnerve Mikado, who started to give his 'Best Friend' a concerned look. "I can wait a bit to have a taste of you too. We can talk about details later but.." Kiss walked in front of Masumi, offering his hand, which Masumi took in return.
"Isozaki 'Kiss' Fyodor, Nice meeting you properly."
"Fujimoto Masumi, Nice meeting you too, sexy."
"The fuck did I just watch?" Mikado thought, his right eye twitching as he felt somehow left out, like he was on a completely different wavelength than the two in front of him, Masumi's gaze turning to Mikado in slight expectation for his introduction, "Ugh… Ryugu Mikado… nice meeting you, I suppose."
"Hmm, is something the matter Ryugu-kun?" Masumi inquired, Mikado just giving a long sigh.
"You could say that." Mikado grumbled, swiveling the chair he was in to look out the window. "God I have such a headache right now…"
Choosing to give Mikado a few moments to himself, Kiss started to go through his bags. "Fujimoto-san? What did you do before being an agent? Where'd you live, how you grew up, the works. I'm just curious to know who you are?" Kiss asked the genderfuild trap roommate.
Masumi gave a cutesy chuckle. "Of course you'd like to know that. Maybe if you play your cards right.. I'll consider telling you about me."
"Okay.. Of course.. I shouldn't have expected anything else." Kiss muttered to himself.
As Mikado rotated his chair to look towards Kiss, he noticed how overly furnished the room really was. The room was nicer than even an expensive hotel (or love hotel depending on who one would ask), looking less like a simple dorm room and more like a well furnished apartment, despite the beds all being in plain view, though sliders between each one were likely there to provide barriers, along with part of the room being dedicated to a small kitchen and four desks .
The large balcony chamber past the viewing window rather conveniently overlooked the main pool and yard, the main room before the beds furnished like a normal living room, a couch and several single person seats, a TV off to one side, a note that got Mikado to raise a brow.
"So are all the dorms this nice or do the top students get special treatment or something?" Mikado murmured, pulling a laptop bag out of his duffel bag and pacing it on the desk he was seated at, one of the empty ones, as two of the four had setups already in place… for what reason, he didn't bother thinking about, "By the way, I'm claiming this desk."
Kiss placed his computer bag on the desk nearest to the first bed on the left side of the room. "Well this is mine now." The rear-loving agent leapt onto his bed… his body sinking into the memory foam padding, a muffled cheer coming from him. "By the fricking Axiom yes! Memory foam!"
"Eh? So?" Mikado muttered, glancing over at Kiss as he chuckled, Masumi looking over at the young man in their own curiosity.
Kiss pushed himself up from the bed to face his roommates. "Well….uh… Memory Foam is sorta a favorite of mine…. It has some… personal connotations. I've just been always able to sleep very well with memory foam pillows and such….and." His eyes briefly had fleshy hearts floating within. "It keeps imprints of things… very well."
"I'm either getting what you're implying or there's something else to this I am very likely missing right now." Mikado muttered, leaning on a hand, "So… is anyone gonna answer my question about the room?"
Kiss crossed his legs, a grin on his face. "Well, what was the question again?"
"If the top students get special treatment or if everything is this nice." Mikado restated in a flat manner, spinning around on the chair a bit, staring at the ceiling.
"Well, among the players, yes and no. The ten students in the Elite Class, at least, the current ten, get some… better treatment. Quicker access to the practice equipment for Races, and better food, not to mention a better training program. But their dorms are basically the same as the standard course players." Masumi explained, Mikado ceasing the spinning of his chair. "Now as for us Agent students however… yes."
"And why is that?" Mikado asked, scanning around the well furnished room again, "Because… this is way too nice a dorm room."
"Well, there's tons of corporations that pour money into Kiejo by the bucketloads, and for Agents, well, I heard this room is funded by one directly, so it and its counterparts are lavish because of it." Masumi added, a finger on their chin as they gave a hum. "So… yeah, the top ten Agent students get some special treatment."
"So because of people like my sister, we get bonuses because people dump money into this sport by the truckload…" Mikado muttered.
"I thought your name was familiar!" Masumi hummed, "Are you by any chance related to a one Ryugu Chigusa?"
"Yeah, she's my twin sister, what of it?"
Kiss laid back into his now favorite bed, thinking of an actually relevant tidbit of information. "Well speaking of your sister, you hear about how the Kawaguchi family's heir went missing? Chigusa-san will likely dominate the financial group with the newest Kawaguchi gone."
"Don't pay enough attention to business stuff to know half of that." Mikado quipped in reply.
"My, a rather elaborate form of saying no!" Masumi mused, "I take it Ryugu-kun is the snarky tuskkomi of the duo?"
Kiss immediately stared at Masumi with a massively insulted look on his face. "Fujimoto, come on, You're not supposed to stroke his ego!"
"HA! Point for me." Mikado scoffed, a smirk on his face as Kiss shot a look his way.
"Which means Kiss-kun is the comedic boke." Masumi mused, giving a light chuckle, Mikado giving a sarcastic chuckle to add to his smirk.
Kiss briefly accepted defeat, only to see how much of a bad idea it was, and bitterly laid on his back on his bed. "I will admit I'm the epic submissive in my romantic relationship, so I guess i'm the boke, but that just means Mikado-kun needs me to get any material."
"You're a loudmouth who rants about women's rears, and I'm the deadpanner who dishes out sarcasm like Western college kids do pot brownies… you're the boke in this manzai act dude." Mikado quipped, his tone bearing very obvious sarcasm as opposed to the usual remarks.
"Hmhmhm, well, Ryugu-kun also comes off as… hmm, American? Are you by any chance not fully Japanese?" Masumi asked, getting a nod from Mikado, "I thought so… the red hair kind of clued me in. I at first thought it was probably dyed, but the color doesn't seem… unnatural."
"It's from my mom's side." Mikado stated, Masumi giving a hum in response, "Not that bigga deal really… but I did get asked about if my hair was dyed a lot back in high school… and middle school. Teachers constantly got on my ass due to my hair until my mom showed up when they called."
Kiss got off his bed, putting away his phone, and wrapping his arms around Mikado in the swivel chair. "Oh Mikado-kun!, Good news! I was thinking on this for a while, but i've chosen to do this for the better. I've texted my lady love and in a few days, we'll be having some very loud nights and I'll be making sure you can hear all of it!"
"Oh so that means your girlfriend goes to this school then. I'll be sure to keep watch. Is it Miyata, or Kaminashi?" Mikado quipped, his left eye shut again as he glanced at Kiss.
Kiss gave a glare to his 'best friend' that Mikado could only interpret as "You're approaching a dangerous line!", but the casual glance was a challenging remark of it's own.
"I'unno man, you and Miyata seemed pret-ty chummy from what I saw." Mikado remarked, smirking as Kiss let out a panicked sigh. "But hey, I'm probably wrong."
"Yeah… like Sayaka would date me.. " Kiss just sighed, unwrapping himself from Mikado and going back to sorting through his things.
"You can never just accept the fact I tease you, can you?" Mikado sighed, rolling his eyes as he pulled out his phone, Masumi giving a hum, placing their chin on their hands.
"Either you two are great friends… or don't know as much about each other as you think you do." Masumi murmured, both Kiss and Mikado glancing at them, "Nothing nothing, just some personal musings is all! Hmm… I wonder when our other roommates are going to show up… hmmm."
Kiss threw a tan heart-shaped pillow with large eyes and thick string limbs at Mikado. "I like to think I used to know Ryugu-kun very well."
"And I still hardly tend to get you at times." Mikado quipped, batting the pillow aside, Masumi catching it mid flight, Kiss glaring at Mikado again for the ever scathing sarcasm coming from him.
"My, that's quite the sharp tongue you have on you Ryugu-kun!" Masumi hummed, kneading the pillow a few times, "And wow this is soft! Maybe softer than me!"
Kiss and Mikado's animosity instantly faded as they immediately turned to face their roommate with equally shocked looks on their faces as Masumi continued kneading the pillow while giggling merrily.
With a melodic click, the dorm room door swung open, one swearing a kind of heavenly glow followed the one to enter, the new arrival being a girl with an air of exuded elegance, slender but curvy with pale skin, straight, creamy brown hair tied into a low tail, and shining sky blue eyes, the girl stopping and looking around at the others in the room, Mikado's eye twitching.
"Wait… are these dorms coed or something?" Mikado muttered, Masumi nodding to his question. "Seriously?!"
"Well I am here." Masumi flippantly stated, Mikado hanging his head with a sigh of defeat, glancing up at the girl, Kiss scanning the figure of the new arrival.
"Greeaaaattttt…" Mikado grumbled, a hand over his eyes, feeling the gaze of the new girl on him for a moment before it moved on. "She scanning us or something?"
The young woman bolted for the small stack of bags with an intricately drawn angel wing symbol on them, rushing through her belongings until she pulled out a pair of seemingly expensive designer pants, which were half covered in intricate hand drawn angel feathers of their own.
She pulled out a fabric calligraphy pen and started to compulsively draw two more feathers onto the pants, immediately relaxing as the second feather was drawn.
"What." Mikado flatly muttered, his right eye again twitching as he dwelled on what just happened as the girl stowed away the slacks and turned around, showing a smile just as angelic as her looks.
"Sorry, had to get that out of the way first! Michizo and Takagaki would be very sad if i didn't make sure to remember them!" The girl stated, her voice drippingly sweet yet smooth in tone, "Oh, uh, my deepest apologies I haven't introduced myself. My name is Hishikawa Aoi, nice to make your acquaintance." She gave a polite half bow before going back through her belongings, compulsively muttering to herself.
"Uhhh… what?" Mikado muttered, a bit more caught off by Aoi mentioning two names than her introduction.
"Hishikawa, Ryugu is not going to get what you're saying…" Another female voice said in bitter exasperation, the individual almost appearing out of nowhere for the other's, even though she was clearly there from the start… only, she was incredibly short.
She was wearing a custom tailored suit fitted exactly to the curve of her small body, a barely apparent pattern along the material, a confident yet somehow bitter look on her face as everyone but Aoi looked at her in surprise.
She crossed her arms as her lips scrunched up. "I know what you're thinking so don't even try…"
"I'm sorry you're just… so small." Mikado muttered, that odd expression on his face again, the short girl giving an annoyed huff, glaring at Mikado for the pointing out of her miniscule stature.
Kiss felt a spark ignite in his mind however, his look less of shock, and more of annoyance and animosity bundled together. "Shibaguchi… Of course Cerys' green haired pixie would show up…"
Shibaguchi looked to her right, awkwardly adjusting her styled back short dyed blonde hair with an odd green tint to it. Kiss was crouched next to her, her head just above his own in height. "Don't call me a fucking Pixie… Isozaki… Of course an ass-kissing nobody like you would be here. How's the tongue royalty going for you?!"
The two agents deadlocked in a staredown, one so intense visual lightning effects could be seen around the two as black borders focused on their stares.
"This needs context." Mikado thought, aware of the effect going on unlike the other two, already moving to hold Kiss back before anything… physical could happen, "So you two know each other I take it… and don't like each other at all either…"
Shibaguchi just scoffed. "I don't have issues with buttlover here, just no one calls me a pixie. I get that my boss fired you but don't take it so hard… she's done a lot more ridiculing things to people she lost use of…"
Kiss continued to stare daggers at the bitter and short classy pixie. "I wouldn't have problems with Shibaguchi unless she wasn't a complete underling that kicked other people when there down and refused to help people that were directly abused by their employer."
"I obviously have no idea what's going on… so I won't say a thing." Mikado thought, sighing as he grabbed Kiss by his shirt's collar to keep him back.
Kiss was limp when Mikado dragged him back, muttering intelligible things to himself.
Shibaguchi looked to Mikado. "I didn't introduce myself, apologies on my part. I'm Shibaguchi Almina. Sixth place agent for the course and this generation's member of the agency, Queens of Joo. I hope we can all get along." She gave a small curtsy to add weight to her words.
"Ryugu Mikado, 2nd place for the agent course and this whackjobs unfortunate friend and handler." Mikado muttered the last word in that ever sarcastic wording, nodding in return to Almina's curtsy, "And same… thank god someone else who seems sane is here."
"It's a trick of the trade to understand the eccentrics, the weird ones are the ones that are actually good at their jobs. The weird ones are the ones that can get results, the ones with skills that cut them above the rest, the ones that deserve fear and respect. The normal people are the fodder that will be crushed under the eccentrics' boots. So I agree with you in the idea that it might be nice to be the only sane people on this whole island, but it only puts us lower on the pyramid when it comes to blows." Almina explained as she went to her already placed bags and started to unpack, Mikado looking confused by her statement. "Unless you're like all of them here and have something that cuts you above the graveyard that is the preceived normality?" She pondered in Mikado's direction.
"Other than a left eye that gets annoyingly dry more often than it should and fills my head with seemingly random numbers, no." Mikado stated, the point being accented by him taking out his eye drops again. "And a crippled left leg but that's old news."
Almina briefly gave a smirk. "I get headaches when I touch someone, and my hands cramp up on a consistent enough basis that it's an annoyance."
Masumi tossed the heart pillow from earlier back on Kiss' bed and was now holding a plush cutesy Pink Elephant with long tusks and golden bands on each of its legs and tusks. "Ryugu-kun, Shibaguchi-san, I noticed that earlier. I was going to ask about them, but I'll not pry about personal matters. You'll tell me if you're okay with it, right?"
"Not like it's a big deal." Mikado muttered, tossing his bag onto the empty bed furthest from the door and flopping down on it, his arms behind his head, "I'mma nap, wake me up when I actually need ta' be somewhere."
"We'll make sure to wake you up after we finish unpacking, Ryugu-san." Aoi beamed, pulling another pair of designer pants out of her bad, this one covered in silver hand draw feathers instead of the previous one's gold.
"Don't have to bother if you don't wanna." Mikado muttered, rolling over to effectively get his back to the others.
"Sleep well Mikado-kun!" Kiss cheered before going silent as he pulled out his tablet and earpieces from his bag, the surrounding world fading for both of them in different ways.
Mikado felt himself being shaken awake by small hands. "Ryugu, come on…. Oh damnit I'm getting a frickin' migraine. Ryugu, wake up!"
"I'm up I'm up… geez." Mikado grumbled, batting away the hands shaking him and sitting up, blinking to get the sleep out of his eyes and glancing over, spotting Almina putting her hands on her hips as she stared at him, "I'm just gonna guess I was out for a while or something…"
Almina went through her blazer pockets, swallowing a pill from a small ziplock bag before holding her head in pain. "Sooo….is it normal for you to have a five hour nap?!" Almina looked back at Mikado, her head pain already fading. "This is going to sound ridiculous but, you're like boss lady… can see shit like ghosts and energy fields and other crazy BS, am I correct?"
"Don't believe in ghosts, and… honestly I see weird things at times but I've always passed it off as just the eye pain getting to me." Mikado muttered, "Like this weird bird thing I saw on Isozaki's shoulder today…"
Almina let out a sigh of relief. "I don't have a reason to feel lesser now, being able to see what ever Isozaki brewed in his mind would be similar to aimlessly wandering Gehenna… just disgusting…" she went to lead Mikado to the balcony only to stop, snapping her fingers in remembrance.
"Oh, yeah. Before you ask about where Isozaki went, he got a message from one of his clients who was having an emotional breakdown or I think an anxiety attack of sorts… something internally dangerous… so being the result achieving bastard he is, he left about…" She pushed down her sleeve looking at an ornate watch with a strange theme of a riverside forest. "...Four hours ago… also he was muttering to himself about an anklet of sorts, you know what that's about?"
"I do not." Mikado curtly replied, "And to answer the other question, no, four hour naps are not usually something that happens with me."
"You mean five hours." Almina turned around towards to the balcony door. "Sorry about that, I'm meticulous. I end up rubbing people the wrong way, so let's just… let that past and go see the others. We all decided to make our living experience actually manageable by talking about ourselves. So I got you to add to the regaling of tales!" The 'pixie' agent said melodramatically as she opened the balcony door.
"Oh what fun, chatting the night away about personal information. My favorite thing to do." The last phrase came out as strained sarcasm, as if Mikado was trying not to say it, but did so anyway.
"Hey, I didn't want to do it either, but being held down and having very soft but heavy people threaten to squash my head under the combined ass weight isn't a fun experience… so I thought it was better to have not esc- miss out on the fun of the whole thing. And I'm not repeating myself." The one point five meter tall woman started to overwhelmingly blush in anxiety, opening the balcony door in a rushed manner.
"So when the person I knocked off the Land actually ended up healthier than when we started the Race, my mom and I decided we needed to look down a different path… and after some months of bun stuffing and making friends, I'm now here." Aoi happily told Masumi, who was ever so cutely smiling.
"Well I definitely missed something… kinda glad I did." Mikado hummed, his eyes flat lines as he gave the mutter, Aoi and Masumi turning towards him.
"Did you have a nice nap Ryugu-kun?" Masumi chuckled, Mikado cracking open his right eye.
"As a matter of fact yes, I did." Mikado stated, putting his arms behind his head, "So, shorty here said something about everyone having this heart to heart or something like that?" Mikado jabbed a thumb downwards towards the shorty girl near him, Almina glaring up at him for yet again pointing out her tiny stature.
Almina looked at her watch again. "Well it seems it's already past time for necessary platitudes." In a quick rush of bitterness and confidence, Mikado felt a small foot painfully impact the back of his good leg's knee, causing him to fall forward into the balcony. The door already closing and locking behind him as he fell.
"Have fun Dragon Boy!" Almina waved with a cocky and sinister grin on her face. Walking back in the dark depths of the Asstrology room.
"Well, I can see why Isozaki doesn't like her… we're gonna get along swimmingly then." Mikado quipped.
"I'm honestly not sure if that was sarcasm or honesty." Masumi hummed, "Impressive Ryugu-kun!"
"So Ryugu-san's the 'sacrifice' Almina-chan said would take her place? That girl just has the strangest view of things…" Aoi pondered, hoping it would start a conversation.
"Oh so that was her aim huh? Damn that munchkin…" Mikado muttered, though the insult felt more… lighthearted than one would probably expect from him after a first impression.
"I don't think Almina would appreciate all the comments about her height. You might give her a complex about it…" Aoi warned with honest concern in her voice.
"If she can't take a joke then boo on her. Isozaki is the same, I tease and poke some honest fun at him, then he gets his panties in a wad… honestly if I'm saying the wrong thing he should just tell me I am straight up." Mikado grumbled, trying to keep the rest under his breath and failing at it.
Aoi and Masumi looked at each other and then back to Mikado. "You have a lot of bottled up stress don't you Ryugu-kun. Aoi-chan and I could fix that for you?... If you'd like that…" Masumi leaned closer over to Mikado, using their arm to muffle their voice. "Both of us are very skilled in that way, Aoi actually has a speciality out of it…. Everyone and I mean everyone loves her."
"I'll give a polite pass… we haven't even been here a day… and I have this little thing called standards." Mikado stated, again, the quip being hints of sarcasm to it, but about as much honesty in it, Masumi sitting back and giving a hum.
"Well, a no is a no. So… darn." Masumi almost monotoned, pulling their pants back up over their pelvis in a quiet sadistic chuckle, Mikado putting a hand over his eyes in a wordless response.
Aoi rubbed the back of her head, giving an aura of reassurance from the gesture alone, Mikado lowering his hand. "So Ryugu-san, since you have these 'standards' of yours… why not just tell us about yourself…. Kiss told us a decent chunk of stuff about himself when Masumi-san asked about it…"
"Well that's a first… he doesn't tell me shit, even when I ask." Mikado muttered, leaning on his knee, sighing in return to it, "But, whatever, we're roommates for the next year, screw it. I'm sure the lot of you already know who my sister is… which basically answers some of it. I grew up in Kyoto before now, all the way through high school on top of it." Mikado then shifted his weight, clearly taking pressure off of his left leg, moving it to loosen it out.
"Hmm… and, I apologize for maybe prying, but, you mentioned something about your left leg being crippled… yet you move it just fine from what I'm seeing." Masumi stated, Mikado glancing to the side, "Too much?"
"I… don't like talking about it more than that." Mikado muttered, noting Aoi staring at his left leg closely, the girl leaning down and humming, Mikado scooting his chair away a bit as she inched closer, "What?"
"Hmmmm… I see…" Aoi hummed, folding her arms beneath her chest, then tapping a closed hand down into the palm of the other, "So that's why you move it so stiffly!"
"Eh?" Mikado shied away a bit, Aoi standing up and nodding, Masumi seeming intrigued by the unfolding scene.
"Moving your leg is obviously not an issue, so that means there isn't that much damage left… rather, it's lingering damage to the nerves in your leg, am I right?" Aoi asked, Mikado nodding slowly, that expression on again, "Don't worry, I won't ask why since you said you don't like to talk about it… but, I do wonder… did the injury by chance stop you from being an athlete? I may be wrong, but you do seem like you previously participated in sports youself."
"That's… right." Mikado nodded, "Whaaaat?! How the hell did she guess all of that?!"
"Hmhm, if you're wondering how I know, my family runs a clinic, so I've seen a lot of different cases ever since I was a kid." Aoi stated, sitting down again, Mikado only blinking, "So looking at it… does your leg cramp up after moving it too extraneously?" A simple nod was her response.
"I mean… I can still run short distances and move just fine… but putting too much weight on it makes my leg go numb and if I lean on it for too long it starts cramping up." Mikado stated, then stopping mentally, "Wait, why am I suddenly saying all of this?!"
"Ah, so that's why your posture is stilted to the right. Forgive me for thinking you did that lean to look cool." Masumi bowed their head a bit, Mikado sighing again.
"I'm not sure how to take that." Mikado said, leaning back in the chair, "Well, since the topic of me being an athlete came up, might as well state I used to play basketball… at least, up until this happened." the redhead gestured to his left leg, nods coming from Aoi and Masumi.
"You do have that tall, lean body such an athlete would need for that sport." Masumi observed, scanning Mikado over with a keen eye, "It rather matches that pretty face of yours I'll add!"
"Uh… thanks?" Mikado muttered, "I'm really not sure how to take it with that one…"
"Hahaha, stop being such a tease Masumi-kun." Aoi hummed in her awkward laugh, "Well, Ryugu-san, care to continue talking with us, or retire for the night.
"Well… I guess talking for a while longer wouldn't be so bad." Mikado hummed, "At least I feel like I can talk with Shibaguchi… as for the other one, not sure if I'd keep up… but speaking of others… it's the middle of the night, so where the hell is that idiot Isozaki anyway?"
It was an interesting day for Nozomi, to say at the least.
She walked in on engineers in a bathroom...
Got put into the 'Empty Room" with Miyata (which they both knew they were actually very high in the placement score… )...
The test was rigged she said, but no one believed her...
Now, she's stuck with a bumbling but sweet klutz of a girl, Miyata-chan, and a girl wearing a scarf that could rival Kiss' own that she had a very bad first impression with… (hopefully she can patch it up… somehow.)
At least she was able to sleep away this anxiety…. But a sharp quiet moan rushed into her ears..
….Or not.
Nozomi looked to the neighboring bed, seeing what she had assumed to be Miyata practicing her ass strikes in her sleep, only to be something much more… sinister.
She thought Kiss left an hour ago… but it seems he was staying in Miyata-chan's bed for a while longer and from how frequent the moans were… it seems he's not leaving anytime soon…
Nozomi lifted her head off her pillow, placing it over her face, and tried to smother herself into unconsciousness hoping the border between death and sleep would give her some form of solace in this world that only seeks to challenge her…
A/N
Seiker: Well, certainly a way to end of a chapter huh?
Axor: I found it befitting. Give the end to one, show the end to another…. Also Kiss deserves as much love as possible… Mikado and Almina will only tear him to shreds.
Seiker: They are the tsukkomis to his boke… no matter how much he denies that. *knuckle crack*, well, now is when things will begin to get interesting… though not really in the action aspect for once.
Axor: To be completely honest, writing a Race is going to be such an interesting experience… Haven't seen one done in narrative well yet. But that's for another time for our readers, and they'll have to wait a while for that to come up. So let's hope they all love our Asstrologers enough to patiently wait for it!
Seiker: Ei ei ohh!