Chapter 7: Girls' payback

17:44 PM (Japan Time), Sunday December the 18th…

"… Nya~h! I am out of inspiration! Shinobi!"

"Command me."

"Give me an idea! Whatever! The first thing which comes to mind!"

"Eh, but… Hum…"

"So? Speak!"

"A-ah! Eh… T-that's… eh… a drama, maybe?"

"That's too big of a word! Narrow it down!"

"Narrow it down…? Huh… A trap…?"

"No, no! That won't do, either!"

"Bear with it. When Hyde is bored then he tries to use to make up for his lack of inspiration…"

"I knew it, yet I don't really care…"

"Phantom! Stop chattering over there like a parrot!"

"Parrots only imitate what other people say, Hyde…"

"As if I cared!"

"Eh… Steal a luxury parrot and demand ransom…?"

"AH NO! That's the act of a vulgar plebeian! That won't do! Something else! Something higher!"

Hyde was pacing around a room somewhere which looked like a manor's living room: he looked and sounded impatient: Phantom was sighing and Shinobi was kneeling nearby while looking somewhat nervous and unsure of what to say.

"Steal a WAXA spaceship and sell it to a gang of pirates would do? Or sell it to a foreign government…" Phantom suggested.

"Well… But that'd be too… vain. Vain! Vain!"

"No good." Phantom grimly muttered.

"Vanity! This world is filled with endless vanity! Vanity of the mind, the body, the soul! Vanity of humans! Vanity of the audience, the public, the critics! Vanity everywhere! Unending vanity! All those out there are filled with vanity and lack of personal criteria to judge things!" Hyde exclaimed as he quickly circled around the room.

"Then should we make them wake up from their vanity to meet a sudden yet painful end, Hyde – sama?" Shinobi ventured.

"Hmmm… Ideals always demand some sacrifices. Yet… No! Acting at this moment is risky. They could be waiting for us. No! Let that Kuroban man make the first step. And we will act under the curtain he sets around us: by acting in a foreign country our detection will be harder for the Satella Police and by the time they're done with Kuroban then we'll have vanished off the radar! I could manipulate other parties into staging some ruckuses which would help cover our activities… But my aim is not a fortune! Fame! Fame! I will rise to fame as the greatest scriptwriter ever who will direct the ultimate drama in which these planet's fools shall experience the raw fear and terror!" His mood suddenly brightened and he began to laugh.

"Bad idea, dude." Phantom sighed.

"I apologize."

"Needn't to… I'm like you: a grunt. We're equal rank, ya know. Can't your pal say something about it?"

"Oi, Assassin! Whaddya think?"

"Za… Un… Ra… Eu…"

"You've got no idea what that means but ya hope there's gonna be rivers of blood? Sometimes I wonder if you're crazier than me."

Assassin shrugged, Phantom sighed again, Shinobi looked doubtful and Hyde kept on laughing…

18:05 PM (Japan Time)…

"… GRAH! BY ALL THE…! SHOW YOUR HIDES! THERE'S NO ESCAPING MY ANGER! YOU TWIT! YOU MORONS! YOU IDIOTS! YOU IMBECILES! YOU NITWITS! YOU FOOL!"

"What's up today, Urakata – san?"

"Sabotage! The old geezer who I shooed away a few days ago didn't get the message at all!"

"By all the… I'm so gonna report him for sabotage and perversion."

"Do it! I can't bear this anymore! Now they've taken out the light-bulbs of all spot-lights!"

"But where would you hide that…? Have you tried the pools outside? They could place them in a water-tight compartment…"

"Pororon! Sure…"

"By all the…!"

"What a mess."

"Won't those geezers learn their lesson?"

Urakata Mamorou exploded into pure rage inside of Okudama Studios: Misora came outta her room, surprised, and so did Suzuka with her Wizard Ice: he ran off once Misora made a suggestion to him and the four girls grumbled.

"They're geezers: that's why!" Misora cursed.

"We're not even 15 yet! We don't care about money: we act and sing because it makes people happy! We only strive for the public to feel content! It's not a matter of luxury or contracts!" Suzuka cursed.

"Totally! As a manager, I am truly angered on this topic!" Ice exclaimed as her temper began to rise.

"Pororon! Let's have Moon Disaster sing them his 10 – hour long extravaganza!" Harp suggested.

"Oh, I'd love that! It'd serve them well: Misora's and Suzuka's combined payback!" Misora exclaimed.

"Let's ask Urakata – san for that geezer's name and send Moon Disaster there telling him that the guy needs musical inspiration." Harp formed a smug smile.

"Perfect bait! And once Moon Disaster starts then there's no stopping the guy! The Satella Police will actually be glad to have the guy crackpot on the geezer, too!" Misora continued.

"I like that, too!" Suzuka smiled.

"I approve, too! That's what happens when you mess with girls' feelings and their dignity!" Ice exclaimed.

"Found them! Like you said: inside of one of the pools… I'll have the fingerprints checked. Even if we have no newbie guys there could be someone accepting bribes out of working hours!"

"What's the geezer's name, if we may? We'll send him the worst possible nightmare."

"Uragino, I believe…" He frowned.

"Uragino Records Incorporated, then." Ice seemingly looked it up.

"YO, YO, YO! Who calls me? Huh? Aren't ya Harp Note?"

"Yeah. Listen! There's a guy named Uragino who lacks inspiration! Go provide it! Unleash your true power on the guy! And then you'll make it to the headlines and Top 10 charts!" Misora provoked.

"YO, YO, YO! Perfect! Count on me! Moon Disaster's 10 – hour extravaganza is enough to set everyone dancing!"

"We're leaving it up to cha." Harp blew him a kiss.

"YO, YO, YO! Yahoo~!"

Moon Disaster ran off-screen so Misora shut it down and blinked everyone an eye as they formed accomplice smiles…

18:11 PM (Japan Time)…

"… Satella Police HQ. What may I help you with?"

"There's a Wizard singing stupid songs inside of my company building! He hijacked the speakers! I want you to arrest him!"

"Name, please?"

"Uragino Records Incorporated President: Uragino Maligno!"

"Yo. Give me that call, Ryuusuke. I've been waiting for it."

"Alright, Akatsuki."

"Hello there. Did the Wizard say his name?"

"Moon Disaster, I believe!"

"Then we won't do anything."

"HUH? Why? I demand an answer, whoever you are! I'll complain to your bosses!"

A Satella Police officer had been answering to a call when Akatsuki took over and grinned while the caller protested.

"We know."

"Know what?"

"That you tried to force Hibiki Misora to ditch her contract with Okudama Studios and work for you, gramps… Urakata, the chief, told me. And I don't believe in coincidences given that sabotage work which is going on in there. I believe that's Hibiki's own payback."

"What? That little girl's payback? Why? I offered…!"

"That's where you geezers are mistaken. Money means nothing to her! Be realistic! She's not even 15 yet. She's not a snob and egoistic singer in her mid-20s! My point? She won't accept any offers!" Akatsuki announced with a sigh.

"I-impossible!"

"And we can charge ya with perversion, too. I'm sure you'd eventually move into harassment." Akatsuki warned.

"Obviously." Acid muttered.

"N-no way!"

"Way, gramps. Oi! Moon Disaster! Do ya hear me?"

"YO, YO, YO! Acid Disaster, brother!"

"Jeez. Acid Ace! And I ain't your "brother", either! Did Hibiki tell you that this guy needed some inspiration so you came to showcase him your 10 – hour long extravaganza?" Akatsuki grinned.

"YO, YO, YO! Yessir!"

"NO WAY!" Uragino gasped.

"Yeah! And there's no escaping the guy. He'll chase you to Hell if needed until he ends his 10 – hour long extravaganza. That happens when you mess with prideful girls' honor and feelings. And since you're not being physically attacked and that's just like a neighbor who tuned his radio loudly then we can't do anything legally speaking, either. We're not here to solve neighbor quarreling." Akatsuki continued.

"I-impossible! No way! T-this… can't be happening!"

"YO, YO, YO~! Gramps! Fella! Let's dance the Queen style! We are the champions! YO, YO, YO~! Yahoo~! Dance~! Sing! Jump! Slash! Cut them up! Drop! Kick! Punch! Shove! Dodge! Ram! And let's go for it again!"

"N-no more…!"

"Well! Moon Disaster! The rest is up to you. Let's blacklist this number so that he can't call bother us anymore. And remember, gramps. Wherever you run off to, Moon Disaster will follow you! Let this be a lesson you won't forget!"

"YOU LOWLIFE~!"

"Number blacklisted."

"A new interest, Akatsuki?"

"Aw man."

Akatsuki sighed and turned around to see Queen Tia standing there without looking impressed at all.

"None at all! A geezer bothering Misora who's being punished via Moon Disaster: ya get the point!" He summarized.

"Shidou. Incoming call. Unknown number."

"Detective Goyouda, maybe? Hello?"

"Mr. Butcher, it's been a while."

"By all the… Not another gramps."

"How times flies! I thought I'd talked to you yesterday and it's already been a week…"

"No, sir! It hasn't been 48 hours yet!"

"And my niece was telling me all about that creepy fog in the Yaeba Resort and how people there acted crazy for a while before it cleared up and was followed by some fireworks display…"

"Not "fireworks display"…! The weather controlling machines unleashing plasma and other forms of energy at random thus creating storms, snow and winds: that's what the thing was!" Akatsuki groaned.

"Ah! You sound better informed than me. I must be getting hard of hearing as of late, too."

"Someone go take care of him before he comes out in summer clothes and catches pneumonia!" Akatsuki cursed.

"I forwarded the data to his closest relative with a priority note: maybe they'll handle him." Acid reported.

"And my nephew told me about the newest tendencies on the city one of which is winter clothing in July… People are turning crazy! I don't see the point on it, really…"

"That's because we're in freaking December not blood July! Get a hold of your head, gramps!" Akatsuki roared.

"Ah! See? Throat-ache! You've been ill with the flu, right?"

"NO~!"

"Then the influenza?"

"NO~!"

"Then a cold?"

"NO~!"

"Then…"

"Then nothing! My name's Akatsuki Shidou: Satella Police "Raid Troop" Member! I'm not the local butcher! Oi! Clean your ears with your cotton sticks! Ya hear me?" He yelled.

"The red moon? No, no. That's a fable. And there's no "Death Movement" either, that's a fable, too."

"Someone help me…! I'm about to go crazy with all this hysteria!"

"No wonder. Trying to conceal an interest from me…"

"Queen Tia! You're not helping it! I have alibis!"

"Then Hibiki?" She challenged.

"NO! What do you think I am? A pervert like those geezers? Well! No! I'm a decent guy! And Misora will end up going out with Subaru, even! And Dr. Yoiri forbids you from trying to drag her into your weird tendencies! Are we getting somewhere or I'm just wasting my breath?"

"Who knows?" She countered.

"Gra~h! That's it! I need "Sweet Candy"! A lot of it! And only then I will be able to calm down! Bloody them all!"

Acid sighed, Queen Tia shrugged and Akatsuki yelled in frustration as he banged his desk…

18:24 PM (Japan Time)…

"… Phew! Feels better without War Rock to bother you, really! I've been able to wrap up the homework by now. Iinchou will be glad. And I believe Gonta is doing whatever he can to try to escape from the punishment of being forced to undergo a vegetarian diet…"

Subaru was reading a book while inside of his room: he looked somewhat glad and relieved to be alone.

"… Kuroban is out there with Hikaru… And now Hyde has this punk named Shinobi… And I'd bet anything that the guy uses the power of the shinobi OOPArt… Wait! Maybe Kuroban will mirror that by giving Hikaru the Berserk OOPArt and the ability to solo Denpa – Henkan…! This could prove ugly, yet… Hyde would rather act after we're weakened. He'll wait for Kuroban to make his move and then jump in. We should try to split into two branches to tackle each one…!"

He suddenly looked up from the book and closed his right fist before he sighed and began to inhale to then exhale: he repeated the exercise several times before calming down.

"… No. I mustn't think of that now. Christmas is due soon and we gotta all look forward to it!" He smiled.

"Hiya~!"

"Whoa! Harp Note!"

"Surprised?"

"W-when did you…?"

"Oh. About 6 minutes ago?"

"You heard my words…?"

"Yeah. I think the same too but I feel in a good mood 'cause we taught a geezer a lesson by using Moon Disaster's extravaganza. The guy must be regretting it by now. Tee, heh, heh!"

"A-ah? Is t-that so?"

Harp Note had suddenly showed as sitting on the edge of the upper section directly over Subaru's desk: he looked surprised to see her there and she giggled.

"Anyway! I just think that we'll have a nice end to this action-packed year 2205! And if any geezers try to pull the same trick again then they get extravaganza up their ears. Tee, heh, heh." She giggled.

"T-that's clever, yeah…"

"So? Are we gonna go out to the cinema just the two of us? Put on the "Albert" look and then there's no – one who will recognize us! Tee, heh, heh!" She invited.

"G-gladly…"

"And your book is a real success. I know it doesn't cover what happened outside of the mansion back then but seeing your evolution fascinates me, really! It helps me understand you better, Subaru – kun. Ah. But there's no need to keep this on." She giggled.

She released the Denpa – Henkan and jumped down into the ground level while looking around: she formed a smile and then looked at Subaru who was seemingly unsure of how to behave.

"You have a chocolate stain there, on the chin! You've been eating chocolate, eh, Subaru – kun?"

"Ah! Eh! Huh… T-true…!"

He quickly picked a handkerchief and cleansed the chocolate: Misora had picked a chair and stretched while Harp orbited around her and looked amused.

"Alright! Subaru – kun! Let's make sure to protect our treasured Brother Bands no matter what happens! Deal?"

"Deal, Misora – chan!"

Both clasped hands and grinned while Harp giggled…

THE END