By animeninjaNIPPON
we arrived at Viz at about 7:30 the next
morning. I yawned. I had awakened very early, and I was still tired.
I think everyone was tired. It was so early that Ren was just
opening his first bottle of milk. "Whatever doesn't kill you
only makes you stronger, they say," he remarked. "You
said KILL!" Manta screamed hysterically. He still hadn't fully
recovered from his experience in the jail. Anna promptly hushed him
as an exec greeted us at the door. "Welcome," he
said. He looked down at Manta. "You must be Manta." "My
name is MORTIMER!" he yelled, his face turning red. "He's
been this way since he was detained over six months ago," Yoh
explained. "Can you help him?" "Come inside,"
the exec said. "He'll fare better in here." We went
inside. The main room was huge, and it was elaborately decorated with
pictures that read "Dragon Ball Z," "Shonen Jump,"
"InuYasha," and "Yu-Gi-Oh!" They were clearly
obsessed with self-promotion, but it was certainly better that that
of 4Kids. A pretty female exec led us to a dining room. "Enjoy
your meal," she said. "When you're finished, Yugi and his
friends will show you around." She pointed to a boy with
extravagantly spiked hair and his group. They waved, and we waved
back. We sat down to breakfast. I looked down at my plate, and
the others followed in my example. Simultaneously, we all fell
backwards in our chairs. "Food!" Yoh exclaimed,
tears of joy streaming down his face. "Real Japanese food!"
We immediately devoured every last delicious bite of food.
Not long after, Manta and Ryu were cured. "I'm so glad
we don't have to eat those cheeseburgers anymore," Ryu said. It
was the first time in a long time that I heard him say a complete,
unscripted sentence. "How are you feeling, Manta?" "I've
never felt more alive!" he exclaimed. "That's what
I like about this place," the spikey-haired boy said. "My
name is Yugi Mutou. I work part-time for 4Kids as well." "I'm
Yoh Asakura," Yoh introduced. "It's a pleasure to meet
you." We all introduced ourselves and discussed the tribulations
that 4Kids had thrust upon us. It turned out that Ren and a
strange-looking kid named Insector Haga had both been forced to use
phony voices when acting. Haga explained that he had been forced to
take up chain-smoking in order to produce the voice that the 4Kids
execs wanted... then my mind trailed off. I could finally relax. I
yawned again, still tired from my early rising. It seemed
like Yoh's motto had proven correct. But our ordeal was far from
over.
End of part seven
