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Chapter 7

It was time to finally face the mastermind of the kidnapping – the creepy data man Inui.

But before that, on the other side of the Cliffs of Incredulity…

Prince Atobe placed his fingers between his eyes then started to laugh somewhat insanely.

"Here we go again," murmured the Samurai.

"Ore-sama can see them – two excellent tennis players." Prince Atobe declared.

The Prince, for all his blindness towards his own faults, was gifted with incredible eyesight. This talent which he trademarked 'Insight' enabled him to see his opponent's weaknesses and, in this case, track down whoever had the impudence to kidnap his future bride. Nobody takes away Prince Atobe's possessions without his knowledge. And sometimes even then.

"One used a twist serve using his right hand," Prince Atobe continued his narration. "Drive B. Smash. Split Step. Then he suddenly used his left hand."

Kabaji just stood there listening to his master.

"But then, his opponent – who started right handed – suddenly switched to his left hand and won the game. Interesting." He turned to his loyal underling. "Ore-sama must play and win against this people, right Kabaji?"

"Usu."

Prince Atobe looked towards the path and smiled. "I'm coming for you…"

For who, only he knows.

"So, we finally meet." The Man in Blue and White greeted the man before him.

"It truly is ii-nconceivable, but it seems my initial data was wrong. You are more capable that what I originally thought," Inui stated.

"Thank you," the Man in Blue & White replied.

"You have won against Echizen who is greatly skilled in tennis and Kawamura who had great strength, but I am afraid that you won't be able to get past me."

"And why is that?"

"Because no one can beat me, Sadaharu Inui, when it comes to logic."

"Is that so?"

"Don't mock me with that no nonsense tone of yours. Very well, let's have a challenge – a battle of logic!" Inui pushed Fujiko, still tied, gagged and blindfolded, to the side and sat on the chair. He then gestured to the Man in Blue & White to sit on the opposite chair from the table.

If you're wondering how the hell 2 chairs and a table somehow appeared in the mountains, you're not the only one. I've already asked RT about this, but he remained stubborn and said that it was artistic license. Go figure.

"Very well. I have a proposal." The Man in Blue and White said as he took his seat.

"What do you propose?" Inui asked.

"Do you have a pair of goblets and some water?"

Inui laughed. "Of course I do! I always have some handy in case I want to make drinks."

"Well then, let's use this to have a battle of logic to our deaths!" The Man in Blue and White brought out a packet with some white powder.

"What is that?"

"This," the Man in Blue and White explained, "is a colorless, odorless poison I have discovered on my voyages on the seas. I will put this on one of the water-filled goblets and you must deduce which one has the poison. After which, we both drink from the goblets and if you are right in choosing which one doesn't have the poison, you live and I die. If you are wrong in your logic, you die and I live."

"Ii-ntresting," Inui said. "I accept."

So the Man in Blue and White turned his back and busied himself with the poison. After a few seconds he faced Inui again and placed one goblet in front of both of them.

"Begin," The Man in Blue & White announced.

"Hmm… Let me see. You, Man in Blue and White, have defeated Echizen who has superior tennis skills. However, this means that you are not willing to lose and put yourself in any danger. Therefore, the goblet in front of you does not contain the poison."

"Is that your choice then?"

"Wait, I am not finished." Inui said. "But you have defeated Kawamura, not by using strength, but by using your brains. This can only mean that you know I will assume that you put the poisoned goblet in front of me, but is really on the goblet in front of you!"

"This is so confusing." The Man in Blue and White only said.

"But judging from your dominant hand, which is the left hand, you will likely not put the poison near you, trying to deceive me into thinking that you would put it near you. But you originally deceived us into thinking you were right handed so it means to say that it is the goblet in front of me that is actually poisoned!" Inui continued his logical babble for a few minutes, citing the Man in Blue and White's coloring, choice of clothing, and accent as basis for where the poisoned goblet was.

The Man in Blue and White was starting to sweat. "Are you ready to make your choice now?"

"Fine, fine. I choose the goblet in front of me!" Inui declared. Then he suddenly exclaimed, "Look! It's Andre Agassi!" He pointed somewhere behind the Man in Blue and White.

"Andre Agassi? Where?" the Man in Blue and White quickly turned his back to the table to look where Inui pointed.

Inui took this opportunity to switch the two goblets.

The Man in Blue and White turned back to face the table again. "There's no one there," he said accusingly to Inui.

Who just smiled apologetically. "I thought I really did see someone there. Oh well, I must have my glasses checked soon."

The Man in Blue and White was still suspicious. "Anyway, let's end this. You drink from the goblet in front of you and I drink from the goblet in front of me."

"Cheers!" Inui said and the two opponents drank from their respective goblets.

After Inui finished his drink, he started laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" The Man in Blue and White asked curiously.

"It's because when you had your back turned, I switched the goblets. You actually drank the one with the poison, not me!" Inui continued to laugh.

The Man in Blue and White shook his head. "But it really doesn't matter since I put the poison on both goblets."

This suddenly silenced Inui.

The two stared at each other for a few minutes. Then another. Then another.

The Man in Blue and White finally broke the silence. "Forgive me, but I'm confused. Why aren't you dead?"

"I'm actually wondering that very thing myself. Didn't you say that you put poison on both our goblets? You should be dead too."

"But I've developed immunity to this kind of poison." The Man in Blue and White explained.

Inui thought about it. "Well, it seems that with all my drink-making, I must have too."

The two were silent for a while.

"But you know, this poison really has a wonderful taste. It will be perfect for my Ultimate Inui Juice," Inui mused.

"Why don't we make a bargain then? I have about 8 packets of it left and I will give it to you in exchange for the Princess Fujiko."

"What the hell," Inui shrugged. "Without Echizen and Kawamura, I'll probably have some trouble getting away with this anyway. And I do love that taste of that poison…"

"It does have that sweet-sour-salty-bitter taste." The Man in Blue and White dangled the packets of poison in front of Inui's bifocals.

"Deal," Inui finally said. Resolute, he shook the Man in Blue and White's hand and took the packets from him. And with a jaunty wave of farewell, Inui went on his merry way, mumbling about the things he could mix with his new-found ingredient.