I cannot believe that I'm doing this… Somehow, through some unknown method, my boss found out that I own and am a capable player of a guitar. Maybe someone saw me playing in the park? I don't know. All I know, is that I am now stuck being the cafe's official entertainment source. My boss even has a small stage set up with a microphone and space for any instruments I might want to use. Admittedly, I only know how to play the guitar and piano, but I might be able to pull off the keyboard… And I'm a passable singer, so… Maybe this won't be all that bad.
"Ladies and Gentleman!" The owner of the cafe, my boss, announced. He was a man in his mid to late 20's, with short black hair with a white bang, and light brown eyes. I've suspected for some time that he knows a lot more than he lets on, but I've never been able to confirm it. If he hides an aura of any kind, he does it better than anyone else I've ever met. "Introducing, Takeo Himekawa, my best barista, and new cafe singer!" He whooped like an MC.
Remember what I said about this maybe not being all that bad? Forget it.
"Dramatic much Dante?" I asked bluntly. Dante Mazikeen, my boss who hails from Europe, grinned at me.
"Don't be like that!" He said cheerily as he jumped down from the small stage and walked up to me. "We've needed some music in this cafe for too long! I can't help but be excited!" He draped an arm over my shoulder.
"That's what we have MP3 Players, cellphones, and sound systems for." I deadpanned, grabbing his arm. "Also, personal space." I added, removing his arm from my shoulders. "I really don't want to do this." I sighed as I picked up my guitar and draped the strap over my person. It was a simple electric guitar, black in colour, with no decorations, images, or stickers; just plain black.
"Oh? Is Takeo going to sing~" A mature, borderline seductive voice asked with a soft purr, making me stiffen. Only one person can make a voice like that that I know of…
"Hands to yourself Kana-neesama! He's Yuuma-nee's!" A childish voice piped up. Oh no…
"Would you two knock it off?" The exasperated voice of my sort-of girlfriend sighed. Yep, it's Raynare, Mittelt, and Kalawarner, in their human disguises of Yuuma, Mika, and Kana respectively. Well, Raynare is really the only one who's disguised; she can't exactly traipse around the town in her skimpy S&M clothes, can she? No, in public, she wore black jeans, black flats, and a black crop top.
"Hi, Yuuma…" I greeted, a faint blush on my cheeks as I remembered our date two weeks prior. We've interacted quite a bit since then, and may or may not have gotten a little closer in physical terms. No loss of clothes just yet, but we might have gotten a little handsy with each other yesterday afternoon, after our second date…
"Hey." She grinned. One thing I found out about her in the past two weeks is that she absolutely loves teasing, especially her boyfriends. During our second date, she was always leaning over, exposing her cleavage to me in depth, and even 'tripped' once or twice, forcing me to catch her by her chest. Yeah, 'nuff said. "You didn't tell me you could play the guitar." She brought me out of my thoughts.
"Well, it's not something I do often." I confessed, slightly bashful. "But yes, I can play. And somehow, this creepazoid found out that I occasionally go to an abandoned park to play." I jabbed a thumb at Dante along with a light glare.
"And sing!" He added with a cheerful grin.
"Oh, I've got to hear this!" Mittelt said excitedly.
"A love song for Yuuma perhaps?" Kalawarner suggested playfully. Rather than splutter and blush, I regarded her with a deadpanned glance, one that matched Raynare's to a T.
"I reiterate; I do not want to do this." I growled in Dante's direction.
"No choice!" he whooped.
"Just pretend the audience is naked." Mittelt supplied unhelpfully.
"Ha!" Kalawarner laughed. "With this sexy thing around, that would just make him more nervous." She grinned, groping Raynare's chest from behind.
"Hey!" Raynare yelped, pushing her friend off and covering her chest with her arms, a light pink decorating her cheeks. Huh, so she's OK flaunting around a little to tease, but she doesn't like being touched out of nowhere like that… "Hands to yourself!" She snapped in Kalawarner's direction.
"Oh lighten up." The blue haired woman waved her off. "Nothing I haven't touched before." She smirked in my direction. Oh God, I do not need those images in my head right now… Aaaaaand they're in my head… Raynare and Kalawarner, in the throes of passion. Ah crap I'm drooling.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through the back of my head. I quickly realised that Raynare had slapped the back of my head.
"Get your mind out of the gutter, Pervert!" She hissed, blushing furiously. More out of embarrassment than anger, so that's a relief. My own blush matched her own and I shook my head, trying desperately to quell my head of perverted thoughts. I failed.
"So, Takeo-nii likes girl-on-girl action huh?" Mittelt asked with a grin.
"I'm gonna go finish setting up my equipment!" I said loudly before making a hasty retreat. All I heard before getting out of earshot was laughter from both of Raynare's friends.
With a sigh, I sat on the stool that was prepared for me on the stage that Dante had put together. There was a microphone in front of me, a couple of speakers, and a cord which I attached to my guitar before facing the audience. Raynare had taken her usual table with Kalawarner and Mittelt, and surprisingly enough, Akeno was in the audience too. I guess Rias and Sona still find it necessary to keep an eye on me. All in all, the audience consisted of around 30 people, some of them being Kuoh students.
"Well, as I'm sure you all know, from Dante's incredibly enthusiastic introduction, my name is Takeo Himekawa." I introduced myself. "Unfortunately, I haven't sung in front of an audience since, well, ever." I said honestly, earning a light round of chuckling. "So, you'll have to forgive me if my performance is not up to par, as I was forced into this." I glared at Dante, who was sitting at one of the tables with his feet up on the table with a vape in hand. One thing I like about this cafe is that Dante allows smoking/vaping, so I can vape during my breaks, but I digress.
With a deep breath, I started playing my guitar. The song I chose was one of my favourites; an original by a British girl named Chloe Adams. It's called 'The Doctor Said,' and I relate to the lyrics quite a lot. Hence the choice.
I'll be lost inside my head
Bad thoughts 'till four am
Then I'll try to sleep
And I can't tell anyone
I'm so scared they'll get up and run
So I don't speak
And oh, I miss when we were younger
The days were so much funner
Weren't they?
Oh, I book a new appointment
It's another disappointment
They're all the same, same, same
When the doctor says I'm fine
One at morning, one at night
These pill will help you remember how to smile
But what does he know?
'Cause I feel so alone
And mom and dad both tell me I'm alright
'Cause the doctor said you're fine
My own mind can lie to me
They all say it's anxiety
But I just think it's me
Now I've lost so many years
My pillow's a tissue for my tears
But you never see
And now, I can't even eat my dinner
Mom says I'm getting thinner
Am I?
Oh, I book a new appointment
Yet another disappointment
They're all the same, same, same
When the doctor says I'm fine
One at morning, one at night
These pill will help you remember how to smile
But what does he know?
'Cause I feel so alone
And mom and dad both tell me I'm alright
'Cause the doctor said you're fine
But he don't care about me
He'll just go home to his family
Why does no one see?
I'm not the man I wish that I could be
'Cause the doctor said I'm fine
One at morning, one at night
These pill will help you remember how to smile
But what does he know?
'Cause I feel so alone
And mom and dad both tell me I'm alright
'Cause the doctor said I'm fine
As I ceased the music, I was met with stunned silence. For a moment, I thought I'd fucked it up, but then, just when I was about to apologise for a poor performance, a small clap was heard in the crowd. Followed by another. And another. And another. And eventually, the whole cafe was applauding for me, smiles and grin across all of their faces. Dante even whistled.
Blushing heavily, I rubbed the back of my neck with a sheepish grin, stuttering out thank yous and other appreciative comments. I was about to unplug my guitar and get off of the stage, but Dante just had to be a dick and cheer something I did NOT want to hear.
"Encore!" He called out with a wide grin. At that, the audience started cheering louder, making me blush as I glared at my boss. He can be such a dick sometimes. It's like he's made it his personal mission to frustrate me to the point of blowing my top. Hell, I'm fairly certain he makes me angry enough to make my Sacred Gear blow into Balance Breaker…
The audience clapping in complete unison was not helping either…
"Alright…" I conceded into the microphone. "What song?" I asked the audience. I was expecting them to all make requests at the same time, and then I'd pick one at random.
But nooooooo~ Dante just had to be a dick, once again!
"Shape of You!" He called out, prompting cheers from the crowd. I glared at him murderously. He knows that I hate songs that reference sex. Oh great, Raynare's cheering for that song too… Fan-fucking-tastic.
"Dante, when this day is over, the police will not find your remains." I stated into the microphone, my tone completely blunt and monotonous. That at least prompted laughter from the crowd as I prepped for the next song. I went with the cover version by a Youtuber named Tanner Patrick.
The club isn't the best place to find a lover
So the bar is where I go (mmmm)
Me and my friends at the table doing shots
Drinking fast and then we talk slow (mmmm)
And you come over and start up a conversation with just me
And trust me I'll give it a chance now (mmmm)
Take my hand, stop, put Van The Man on the jukebox
And then we start to dance
And now I'm singing like
Girl, you know I want your love
Your love was handmade for somebody like me
Come on now, follow my lead
I may be crazy, don't mind me
Say, boy, let's not talk too much
Grab on my waist and put that body on me
Come on now, follow my lead
Come, come on now, follow my lead (mmmm)
I'm in love with the shape of you
We push and pull like a magnet do
Although my heart is falling too
I'm in love with your body
Last night you were in my room
And now my bedsheets smell like you
Everyday discovering something brand new
I'm in love with your body
Oh I oh I oh I oh I
I'm in love with your body
Oh I oh I oh I oh I
I'm in love with your body
Oh I oh I oh I oh I
I'm in love with your body
Every day discovering something brand new
I'm in love with the shape of you
One week in we let the story begin
We're going out on our first date (mmmm)
You and me are thrifty, so go all you can eat
Fill up your bag and I fill up a plate (mmmm)
We talk for hours and hours about the sweet and the sour
And how your family is doing okay (mmmm)
And leave and get in a taxi, then kiss in the backseat
Tell the driver make the radio play
And I'm singing like
Girl, you know I want your love
Your love was handmade for somebody like me
Come on now, follow my lead
I may be crazy, don't mind me
Say, boy, let's not talk too much
Grab on my waist and put that body on me
Come on now, follow my lead
Come, come on now, follow my lead (mmmm)
I'm in love with the shape of you
We push and pull like a magnet do
Although my heart is falling too
I'm in love with your body
Last night you were in my room
And now my bedsheets smell like you
Every day discovering something brand new
I'm in love with your body
Oh I oh I oh I oh I
I'm in love with your body
Oh I oh I oh I oh I
I'm in love with your body
Oh I oh I oh I oh I
I'm in love with your body
Everyday discovering something brand new
I'm in love with the shape of you
As I finished the song, everybody erupted into cheers and applause once more. I felt my face split into a delighted grin without my acknowledgement. I'd never been given much praise for my singing before, mainly because I was too shy to sing in front of anyone. Even my Mom, whom I was very attached to, more so than most guys in the world are to their Moms, would be hard pressed to convince me to sing in front of her.
"Thank you, yes, thank you. Please, no autographs." I quipped into the mic, earning a small bout of laughter from the crowd. As I set my guitar down and stepped off of the stage, my heart asunder from the adrenaline from singing in front of so many people, I was just barely able to recognise Raynare's presence in front of me as she grabbed my face. "Wha-mmf!" I was cut off in the middle of the first word of my sentence she pulled me into a deep, passionate kiss.
Cheers and wolf whistles echoed through the cafe as Raynare shoved her tongue down my throat. I tried to fight back, to push her tongue away, but she was just too good. My lack of experience, even with the past two weeks in mind, was my downfall, as she just kept wriggling her tongue out of my reach, continuing her incredibly pleasurable assault on my mouth. In the corner of my eye, I could see Akeno frowning in disapproval. She clearly does not like Fallen Angels, although given her character history, I can't say that's all that surprising.
I sucked in a deep breath of air as Raynare finally let me go, her face just as flushed as mine as she leered at me with twinkling eyes.
"Derugabawa?" I let out what I call an attempt at coherent speech. A failed attempt, but an attempt nonetheless. Seeing my flabbergasted expression, she laughed before leaning over to my ear.
"Never knew this about myself before, but musicians turn me on." She whispered huskily, turning and walking away, a seductive sway in her hips. A light gulp escaped me a I saw her sit with Kalawarner and Mittelt, both of whom were grinning widely.
"Takeo!" Dante's cheerful voice rang once more as he slung an arm around my shoulder, again, invading my personal space, again, and grinning widely, again. Although this time, it's slightly more perverse. "When are you gonna tap that?" He asked in whisper, grinning like a pervert. Glaring at him, I balled a fist and delivered a swift punch to the stomach, making him hunch over.
"I believe I promised you that the police would never find our remains, did I not?" I asked him, smiling darkly as I cracked my knuckles. "Adding in that comment, I don't think I want to leave any remains now." I took sadistic delight in a the nervous grin he donned.
"Now now, no need to get violent…" He gulped, standing up with his arms up in surrender.
"I strongly disagree." I grinned wickedly.
"Would a raise persuade you to reconsider?" He asked in a squeak as I started walking towards him. He cautiously took a step back with every step I took forward.
"See you in hell." I responded nonchalantly.
"A paid vacation!"
"Not interested."
"No more music!"
"I actually might do it again. Was more enjoyable than I thought."
"A lifetime's supply of chocolate and coffee!"
"So you do want to live." I grinned brightly at the prospect of that last offer. Hmm… what to do? "Very well, you shall live." I conceded.
"Oh thank God." Dante breathed a sigh of relief.
"So, choose your punishment." I smirked as he looked up in horror. "Castration or Scaphism?" I asked with a bright smile. Dante could only whimper in response.
Well, the day was surprisingly fun, if I'm being honest. The first time I've ever sung in front of a crowd. I never thought I'd ever actually do it, being incredibly awkward and shy. Plus, I hate being in the spotlight. However, I found it far more enjoyable than I thought, and, this is a major ego-booster, I ended the day with several girls' phone numbers in my pocket, ranging from kuoh students to mature beauties. Not that I'd that ever actually use any of them, but it was nice to see a couple ladies taking interest. Something Raynare seemed surprisingly understanding about when we spent some time together during my break.
So, since it was my turn to clean up after closing, I had to stay behind and take care of the remaining dishes and tables. It's not an overly big job, so I didn't mind. Plus, there was something peaceful about being alone in the dimly lit cafe at around 8pm. At least, I was alone, until a particular demonic presence, mixed in with some Fallen Angel, appeared just outside of the cafe. Within half a minute, Akeno Himejima walked into the cafe. Do those Devils ever wear anything besides that stupid school uniform?
"Sorry, we're closed." I stated bluntly as she approached. She put on a small amused smile at my quip before speaking.
"Don't worry, I'm not here for cafe-related business." She said, turning serious, albeit maintaining her polite smile. "I came on Rias' behalf to ask if you had reconsidered hers or Sona's offer." She explained as I placed the last of the dishes I cleaned on the drying rack. Just need to turn the chairs and then I'll be done.
"I have not, I'm sorry." I answered. "And I'd thank them to ask me face to face if they want something." I added with a light frown.
"They were going to." Akeno revealed. "I volunteered to come in their stead." She explained.
"And why would you do that?" I asked with an eyebrow raised in confusion.
"I wanted to ask you something." She told me. "About something you said when we met at the ORC clubroom."
"Ask away." I shrugged, moving over to one of the tables and began turning the chairs.
"Why did you call yourself a half-breed?" She asked softly. I stopped in the middle of turning over a chair for a moment. After a moment of silence, I placed the chair on the table, upside down, and faced her.
"It's what I am." I shrugged, moving on to the next chair. "My mother was human, my father wasn't. I don't see any point in taking offense to a statement that's true." I continued.
"But, half-breed is such a derogatory term for one of half-blood status." She countered.
"I understand that." I responded calmly. "But that doesn't mean I'm going to bother trying to oppose it. If the boot fits, wear it."
"You…" She trailed off, looking absolutely bamboozled at my way of thinking before letting her head fall, releasing a slight chuckle. "Your mind works in mysterious ways, Takeo." She said with a slightly weak smile.
"You're not the first to say that, Akeno, and you won't be the last." I smiled in amusement. She returned the smile. "Is there anything else you needed?" I asked, moving on to the next table and beginning to turn those chairs.
"No, not really." She replied. "Just that Rias and Sona would really like you to join one of their Peerages." she said with a soft tone of hope. "I'd like you to join…" She added in a whisper, probably thinking I didn't hear her. With a sigh, I faced her once more.
"I'm sorry, but I haven't changed my mind." I said simply. "I have no desire to be anyone's slave." I stuck to m answer stubbornly.
"Servant." Akeno corrected with a frown.
"In this context, the two aren't all that different Akeno." I sighed. "How many High-Class Devils have abused, raped, and killed their 'servants' as punishment for failure or unsatisfactory service?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. "How many High-Class Devils even bat an eye at such happenings?" I continued. "How many Low-Class Devils have been declared Strays and been hunted down like animals unjustly?" I let out another sigh. "Unless I'm in a position where I won't have to worry about any of that, I refuse to be subjugated to another's will." I finished, turning over the last of the chairs.
"I can see your point, but that doesn't happen as often as you might think." She reasoned.
"Oh really?" I gave her a challenging look. "Diodora Astaroth Peerage consists entirely of young women, all of whom were maidens of the Church before he 'collected' them, a couple were even Saints." Akeno looked perplexed at my words. "He lures them in with kind words, kidnaps them, and then rapes them into submission before adding them to his Peerage." I scowled in disgust. "Any Pure-Blooded Devil who knows of this will either see no problem with this, or see it as him doing a great service by turning the enemy to his side." I finished with a deep frown.
"Well, I'm sorry to say this, but there isn't any sign that suggests what you're saying is true." Akeno frown. "Diodora Astaroth may be a little socially awkward, but he's always seemed like quite a well mannered young man." She reasoned. I rolled my eyes.
"Fine then. Sairaorg Bael." I spoke again, gaining her attention. "He was born without any Demonic Power or the Bael Clan's Power of Destruction, and look at the way his family treated him. He was shunned and disowned, sent to live in the Bael Clan's countryside territory, where he was bullied and ridiculed." I crossed my arms. "Can you really tell me that the best choice I could make in my life would be to join a Faction that looks down on the weak and lower classed individuals?" I asked her.
A moment of silence. "No." She answered softly.
"Exactly." I nodded. "I do not want to live a life where I am looked down on and expected to kiss the boots of any pompous noble who crosses my path." I walked over to the coat rack in the corner of the room and took my jacket, replacing it with my cafe jacket. "I may not get any of that from Rias or Sona, but most, if not all, High Class Devils will see themselves as my betters, and I refuse to live like that." I said firmly. "And I'm sorry if that upsets you or either of them, but I won't join there little entourages just so that they can power the easy way." I said as I slipped on my jacket.
"I understand." Akeno said with a soft sigh. "It's disappointing. I have a feeling you and I could get along quite well." She said with a wry smile.
"There's nothing that says we can't." I reasoned. "Just because I don't want to join either Peerage doesn't mean I want nothing to do with any of you." I told her. "I'm more than happy to be friends, and even allies of necessary, I just don't want to be a servant." I gave her a soft smile, which she returned. "Anyways, it's been quite a taxing day. I'd like to get home and sleep." I said, stifling a yawn. Akeno giggled and smirked teasingly.
"Yes, I imagine your performance being quite a tiring experience, no?" She asked with a sly smirk. I deadpanned at her, albeit with a faint blush.
"Goodnight, Akeno." I sighed, smiling despite myself. Shaking her head, Akeno returned the smile.
"Goodnight, Takeo." She bade me farewell, snapping her fingers. A bright red transportation circle appeared underneath her feet, transporting her away, no doubt to the Occult Research Clubroom.
"Damn." I let out an impressed whistle. I wonder if I can learn to do that?
Saving that thought in the back of my mind for another day, I grabbed my keys out of my pocket and left the cafe, being sure to lock after I left. Dante may be a fun loving dick of an idiot, but he still controls my pay cheque and whether or not I work here. So, I make sure that everything is locked up tight after dark if I'm the last to leave. Though, I do wonder if he'll fire me or dock my paycheck because this afternoon… Meh, worth it. Hehehe~
As per usual, the walk from the cafe to the parking lot was rather quite, aside from a car passing by every now and again, as well as the occasional passerby. I was about halfway towards the parking lot before I felt something, again… Is this going to be a regular thing now? Random people and/or creatures attacking me whenever I'm on my way to my car? Maybe I should just pay for a parking space just outside of the cafe? It might end up being more worth it than I initially thought.
"Alright, what is it this time?" I asked with a sigh. The presence I felt was… strange. It was cold, and dark, in some aspects, but in other ways it felt soft, and compassionate. It was definitely strong, and was far more intelligent than a rabid Hellhound. "Alright, who's following me? I can feel your energy signature." Panic soared through the presence, as did confusion before it just suddenly… vanished… "Ok…" I murmured, somewhat confused. So, whoever, or whatever, was watching me didn't want to talk to me, just watch me. Fan-fucking-tastic. How much more attention am I gonna draw? "What the hell was that?" I asked myself softly, cautiously looking around.
"Nyaa~" I jumped at the sound of a soft mew. It may have been little more than a little meow, but it was so damn quiet around me that that small sound was able to startle me.
"Jesus…" I breathed out, placing my hand over my heart as I turned to face the source of the sound. I stared, completely blankly, at what I saw; an adorable black cat with bright molten gold eyes, not unlike my right eye. Out of nowhere, it tilted it's head at me. That was it; I was gone. "Hellooooo!" I cooed, reaching out and petting it's head, scratching at the very top of it's head. The cat stiffened at the contact, but quickly let out deep, throaty purrs as I continued my ministrations. "Aaw, you're adorable!" I said with a wide smile as the cat let itself fall to the ground, turning on it's back. So it wanted me to pet it's stomach eh? Well, I shall do just that~
"Nyaa-aa~" She(I could easily see it was a 'she.') purred louder and deeper at the contact. I was gone. Just… gone. Nothing mattered more to me right now than the adorable creature laying down in front of me, purring in delight.
"Who's a cute kitty?" I cooed with a giddy grin, lifting my hand up a little and wiggling my fingers. The cat mewed adorably as she pawed at my fingers. So cuuuute~ "Well." I let a sigh as I stood up straight. "Now that that's out of my system…" I trailed off, narrowing my eyes as I looked in several directions, trying to find any hint of that presence I felt. "What the hell was that?" I asked the air, extending my sense as far as I could reach. Nothing. It was as if it wasn't even there in the first place.
"Nyaa?" That cat purred in confusion, tilting her head as she looked up at me. I looked back at the cat with a small smile. It baffles me how cats can seem so prideful and arrogant, yet so adorable at the same time.
"Well, I suppose I just have to keep an eye out for any strange characters, eh?" I asked her, petting her one more time, eliciting one last purr. With a smile, I continued walking towards the parking lot where my car is. My mind drifted over to the presence I felt as I walked, and eventually drove.
It didn't seem demonic in nature, at least, not that much. There was something about it that struck me as strange. It was gentle, yet hostile. Cautious, but daring. Above all, I think it was curious. It clearly didn't mean any harm, as it ran off in a panic as soon as I revealed that I knew it was there. It was curious about me, I'm sure of that. But why though? I get that I'm an unusual being, even as far as this world is concerned, but nobody should know that…
Is it possible that whoever or whatever was watching me can feel something off about me? Or maybe they sensed my Sacred Gear. Only time will tell I suppose…
Ok, this chapter was more a filler than anything else. I get that nothing much happened of interest here, and I'm sorry for that. I just needed to write something to keep my mind flowing, as I've been struggling with ways to make this story an improvement over the last these past few days.
Anyways, I'm somewhat torn. A fanfiction user PM'd me a few days ago saying that I should make a lemon with Raynare early, considering that they're dating as a 'normal' couple for now. This user brought up some rather good points about how in the real world, couples often have sex within a few weeks, sometimes even less if one or both parties are experienced.
So that begs the question, given Raynare's character, would she want to go all the way with Takeo by now? At this point in time, they've been dating for a little over two weeks, and are definitely physical with each other, if only slightly. Sure, she's had some bad experiences with men whom she's slept with, but Takeo wouldn't take advantage of her, that's been made clear. So what do you guys think I should do? Opinions please?
Also, I recently read a fic called Crimson Dragon Emperor and Crimson Eyed Knight. The grammar is AWFUL, but I pulled through, despite my aneurysm inducing OCD, and managed to read quite far into it. Spoiler alert, but in the story, the OC is threatened to join the Khaos Brigade, otherwise the ORC and Student Council will be targeted. I wonder, should I do that? I won't make him pretend to be all evil and insane, but I have been considering having Takeo forced to join the Vali Team or the Hero Faction. Some of the original Heroes were Demigods, so wouldn't Cao Cao jump at the chance to have one on his team? Vali too. Just a thought.
Oh, and just to drive ya'll nuts for the next few weeks, Takeo's Sacred Gear will probably come into play the next chapter! :P
See ya then!
