Author's Notes: Apologies for the delay. I got a bit side tracked and distracted here and there during the writing of this particular chapter, not to mention it's considerably bigger than the other chapters. I've had these issues when writing my other fic "Ayanami: Vengeance" but i'm trying my hardest to not have any more delays from this point on. I don't guarantee this won't happen again but i'll try.
The long delayed new AV and Requiem chapters should also finally surface soon too so hang in there, though unlike Maim de Maim, I also got MGS5: Ground Zeroes being released this upcoming week and additional work on my long in development "Grindhouse of Evangelion" project to focus on as well, but don't lose hope on those two fics just yet!
Anyhow, enjoy this new chapter of my Kill la Kill fic. Like the previous chapter, there's some rough spots here and there but overall I think I just did fine. Super looking forward to episode 23 this Thursday.
"Ryuko-chan, you have any ideas to bring some entertainment to Honnoji Academy?" Mako asked Ryuko as she was typing frantically on a computer.
"I don't fucking know, Mako." Ryuko, who had her hair in a ponytail and was only wearing a striped white and blue tank top and shorts, groaned back as she lounged on her couch, drinking beer and watching television. "All I know is that whatever I do, that stupid man-faced whore is going to fuck it all up for me."
"Don't talk like that, Ryuko-chan." Mako snapped back while still typing away. "You really need to ease down on all of the profanity."
"Like I give a shit." Ryuko sneered as she drank some more beer and flipped through the channels.
Mako looked at Ryuko for a few more seconds, feeling a bit gutted that her friend was still treating her like crap, but resumed typing on the computer a few short seconds later.
"Man I can't find jack fucking shit on this damn satellite box!" Ryuko shrieked as she kept channel surfing, growing increasingly frustrated with the programs currently on. "All I see is stupid fucking dramas, stupid fucking slice of life anime crap, stupid fucking super sentai baby shit, inane horror movies and goddamn football. All complete shit!". Right after finishing her sentence, she chucked the remote right at the TV, consequently resulting in a small but noticeable crack to appear on the screen.
"Can you please calm down, Ryuko Kiryuin. You're acting like a baby." Senketsu chimed in, concerned that the woman that's been wearing him is acting more pants on the head stupid than usual.
"I don't want to hear any goddamn lip from you too, Senketsu!" Ryuko scowled as she pointed her right index finger at him.
"But Ryuko, you really need to learn to..."
"I said no fucking lip, Senketsu. No. FUCKING. LIP!" Ryuko added as she cut her kamui off mid sentence, which caused him to hunker down in disappointment.
Ryuko then pulled out a cigarette, lit it up, shoved it into her mouth, stood and and left her bedroom, quietly growling, "Stupid fucking annoying bullshit. I say shit and it just goes in one ear and out the other from the both of them. Gee fucking wiz almighty."
She then passed by several maids, butlers and security guards who all worked in the building, whom all waved their hands and greeted her, only for her to completely ignore them.
"Every fucking day it's always 'Please calm down, Ryuko. Don't cuss up a storm, Ryuko. Be more polite to others, Ryuko. Don't let your emotions run wild or i'll drink too much of your blood, Ryuko.'. Fucking retarded nonsense. I'm a fucking Kiryuin and I don't need to take shit from anyone who isn't my mother, even though she does get on my goddamn nerves too! Maybe she can help my ass out with this retarded as fuck dilemma."
As Ryuko continued to walk down the hall, Gi Man popped out of a bathroom, accompanied by a piece of instrumental music that vaguely remembers a popular American song from the early eighties. He looked at his stepdaughter, swayed his body around and began singing.
It's close to midnight and something evil's lurking in this building
Under the roofing I see a sight that almost stopped my heart
I hear her screaming so confusion takes my curiosity.
I started to freeze as I saw her grimace look right into my eyes.
I'm terrified
'Cause it's my stepdaughter. Step Daughter.
And I need to save her from the beast that enrages her emotions.
Right before Gi Man could finish his blatant rip-off of a song, Ryuko shoved her sword right towards his face and growled, "Stop fucking singing, dammit!"
"Jesus, Ryuko. I was just trying to put a smile on your face." Gi Ma replied in a concerned tone.
"Also, why do you wear those stupid white gloves? You think they make your jazz hands look cooler when you strut around like a dumb-ass?"
Gi Man then looked at the floor, feeling defeated his daughter he had no hand in progenating while Ryuko kept her sword close to his face.
However, all of the tension vanished when Ragyo emerged from an elevator, holding a glass of wine and wearing a pale white bath robe. The appearance of her mother made Ryuko suddenly go from acting like a grumpy, antisocial alcoholic to a total sweet tart that treats her mother like a god, complete with a drastic change in her posture.
"Oh hi mommy." Ryuko chimed in, smiling and standing prim and proper, which was a complete one fifty to her usually sloppy, tomboyish posture.
"What is it, my lovely sugar cube?" Ragyo replied in a very motherly manner as she patted her daughter's head. She then spotted Gi Man and added, "Oh look, my lovely husband is here too. What a glorious surprise to find us all under the same roof for once."
While Gi Man nodded and smiled at Ragyo, Ryuko looked at her mom and squeaked, "Mommy, can you please help me out with something?"
"Absolutely, my sweet sugar cube." Ragyo replied as she took a sip of her wine.
"I want to...ummm...spice Honnoji up a little. I dunno. Maybe...uhhh...host a special event or something to get more publicity out of our wonderful school." Ryuko replied as she titled left and right in a sugary matter.
"So is that what your temper tantrum was all about?" Gi Man chuckled after Ryuko asked her mother for help.
Ryuko then leaned towards her stepdad and whispered, "Don't you even insinuate anything in front of my mother.", breaking character enough to scold him out but not enough for Ragyo to notice.
"Darling sugar cube, you want to stage something special at the school just for extra publicity? That's a real splendid idea, but what kind of an event could we host there?"
"That's what i'm drawing blanks at, mommy dearest." Ryuko replied as she paced around the hallway, squeezing her fingers against her eyebrows.
"Ryuko. I think I might have the most novel idea for an event to host at Honnoji." Gi Man exclaimed as he pointed his right index finger up in the air. "While I was on a business trip in America a few weeks ago with some loyal investors, we attended a football game. No, not the football those investors call soccer but their brand of football my British friends call handegg."
"Handegg?" Ryuko stammered back, confused by that phrase her stepdad mentioned. "That's a stupid ass name."
"I know, Ryuko. That's what I keep telling the Brits, but they insist it's for the greater good because those lazy ass 'amerifats' soiled the name of a glorious sport. I dunno, it's really dumb." , Gi Man replied, agreeing with his stepdaughter. "Anyhow, the...ahem...American Football game I watched was quite the show. Lots of beautiful women participating in sheer unadulterated brutality. Most notable of all was their blonde haired quarterback, who had the most state of the art equipment and just made anyone who got in her way look like a complete fool."
"That sounds like quite the spectacle, honey." Ragyo replied, still sipping her wine. "We should bribe the team you saw playing to take an overseas trip over hear and play at Honnoji for everyone to enjoy."
"Sure thing, honey bun." Gi Man nodded as he reached for Ragyo's glass of wine, only for her to smack his hand.
"Now now, honey bun." Ragyo replied in a seductive tone as she wagged her left index finger at him. "After you persuade those Americans to play for us."
"Right." Gi Man replied back and ran into the elevator, leaving Ryuko and Ragyo all by themselves.
"Ryuko-chan!" Mako yelled as she entered the hallway, onto to discover that Lady Kiryuin is there too, which she then immediately bowed at her presence.
"Oh hi Mako." Ragyo replied after she spotted her daughter's friend bowing at her. "You need something?"
"I just came out to see how Ryuko-chan is doing." Mako asked Ragyo after she stopped bowing.
"My sugar cube's doing just fine, Mako." Ragyo replied after taking yet another sip of her wine. "Oh and if you're wondering about her dilemma, my honey bun has got it covered."
"Great." Mako nodded back smiling.
"Mom." Ryuko chimed in, sounding a bit concerned. "I also have another request to make."
"And what could that be, sugar cube?"
"Can you have someone install a security system into Honnoji Academy? I've been having problems with a particular student and I like to have as much eyes and ears around the campus to prevent this...troublesome woman from making any more commotion behind my back." Ryuko added as she tapped her right foot and had her arms crossed.
"Oh yeah. About that, sugar cube." Ragyo replied as she was finishing up her glass of wine. "I actually hired someone for that job this afternoon. She's transferring from another school and has quite the track record for being a real tech wizard. You'll meet her first thing tomorrow morning."
"Thanks mom." Ryuko replied back and hugged her mother, showing a lot of compassion for her.
Las Vegas, Nevada, USA
Inside a small business office, a slightly overweight man was seen sitting by his desk, reading some paper work. However, he then heard his phone rang and answered it.
"Hello. This is the president of the LFL speaking." the man asked as he answered his phone.
"Greetings, sir. This is Gi Man speaking." he replied to the LFL president, sounding as cheeky as ever.
"Ummm...what country are you calling from...ummm...Gee Man?"
"I'm calling from the land of the rising sun, pal." Gi Man replied as he rested his legs on his desk and stretched his arms out.
"Japan? Really?"
"Yes, good sir. I'm indeed calling from Japan and I am making a proposition you cannot resist."
"And what would make it irresistible, Mr. Gee Man?"
"I am the husband of Lady Ragyo Kiryuin, CEO of the Kiryuin Conglomerate, good sir."
"Well why didn't you say anything, Mr. Gee Man? Of course I am willing to cooperate with whatever you request you make of us."
"I want your company to send me two of your teams to our lovely company to play the wonderful game of American football for our people. However, you must send me the team that had this extremely aggressive blonde I saw play as their quarterback. The other team can be whoever you can make an agreement with."
"So you want us to send Ophelia Harrison and the Minnesota Valkyrie as well as another team of our choice? Sounds like you got a deal, Mr. Gee Man. When would you like us to fly them off?"
"How about now?"
"You gotta be kidding me, Mr. Gee Man. That's fuckin' insane!" the LFL owner yelled, shocked that the Gi Man wants his teams to be flown out immediately.
"If that isn't insane enough, my friend. On behalf of the Kiryuin Conglomerate, I, The Gi Man, will donate a million to your fantastic company for your services."
Although the LFL president initially hesitates to respond, he then nervously sputtered out, "Okay, Mr. Gee Man. I'll phone the teams and have them flown out in no more than two hours. Got it?"
"Thanks, good sir. The Kiryuin Conglomerate appreciates your cooperation." Gi Man thanked the LFL owner and hung the phone up, which he then bounced off of his chair, pumped his arms in the air, squealed, "YES!" and began to frantically dance around the room like an awkward idiot.
Later that night, inside Satsuki's bedroom, she and Nonon were seen sitting on the floor all while Junketsu was perching on a desk. In front of the girls was an emerald green iridescent bong that was already loaded with marijuana. With a lighter in hand, Nonon grabbed the bong, light it up and a took a hit that last several seconds. She inhaled the smoke with great justice, then laughed while exhaling with a big goofy grin and told her friend, "Man, Satsuki. You know how to get the best pot."
"That's why I buy my goods from Mr. Takarada. There is a valid reason why they call him The Pot King after all." Satsuki replied as Nonon passed the bong over to her.
"Yeah, Satsuki. Thank friggin' god those cops didn't shut his business down during their investigation."
"Definitely. It would've been a damn shame if he got busted but at least there was a divine intervention to prevent that." Satsuki nodded in response as she refilled her bong with more weed. She then lit it up, inhaled the smoke, sat quietly for several seconds longer than Nonon did, blew the smoke out and leaned against her bed, smiling.
"Satsuki, you're such a pro at this." Nonon replied as she was impressed by her friend's ability to keep smoke on her body longer than herself.
"You just need some practice. It's not that hard to do." Satsuki chimed in as she laid on her bed, smirking.
"I have no idea how such a kind soul like you could be quite the dope fiend." Junketsu muttered as he watched the girls mind their own business.
"Junketsu. Even the greatest heroes and legends in the world have their own share of vices."
"Why are you talking to your school uniform, Satsuki? Is the weed making you think it is or something?" Nonon asked her friend, somewhat confused in spite of being stoned.
"Nonon, you have no idea." Satsuki chuckled as she kicked her feet in the air.
Meanwhile, Mr. Matoi was seen slouching on his couch as usual, watching TV. The program that was playing was another news station, talking about usual stuff. However, all of a sudden the station was interrupted by the sight of Ryuko Kiryuin, who was sitting at a desk. The minute Isshin saw her, he readjusted his posture and leaned closer to pay more attention to it.
The girls then heard Ryuko talking on the television, which prompted Nonon to mutter, "Hey, I think our favorite class president is on TV.". Satsuki then heard her rival's voice, got off her bed and walked into the living room to watch what Ryuko had to say.
"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. I am here to proudly announce that on behalf of the Kiryuin Conglomerate, Honnoji Academy will be hosting a very special event tomorrow afternoon. For the first time in Japan, the LFL will be showcasing their incredible athletes at our school. Everyone in the country can attend, free of charge. However, although all classes will be canceled for the day, attendance at the event is mandatory for all students. We hope to see you all tomorrow and enjoy the rest of your evening." Ryuko informed the viewers as she continued to sit at her desk. This lasted for at least two minutes and once she finished her statement, the feed cut to black and returned to the original news program.
"Well this is golden." Nonon sarcastically muttered after she watched the announcement.
Before Satsuki could reply, she heard her cellphone ring, took out it and answered, "Hello?
"Satsuki, this is Gamagoori." he replied as he was seen sitting in his pink car. "I'm by the airport and I can't believe what i'm seeing."
"Go on." Satsuki replied back as she walked into the kitchen, still holding her cellphone.
"I see some American women coming out and they seem to be...fairly moronic." Gama replied as he watched said group of mostly American women exiting from the airport. However, the most interesting of note is an imposing blonde who slowly stepped out of the main door and was wearing a black skull bandana around her face. She adjusted her visor a little, then walked off to join with the other women.
"I assume that's the entertainment the Kiryuin Conglomerate is supplying us with tomorrow." Satsuki inquired as she seemingly connected to the two with each other.
"What do you mean?" Gama asked Satsuki as he couldn't quite catch onto what she was getting it.
"Class President Kiryuin just announced on TV that Honnoji Academy is putting on some kind of LFL show tomorrow and I assume those American girls are going to be involved in that." Satsuki replied as she was fixing herself a cup of tea.
"That makes a lot of sense." Gama nodded back as he kept sitting in his car. However, he was interrupted when one of the American girls knocked on his car and yelled, "Oh my god, dude. Are you a fag or something? I mean, oh my gosh you should sell that car to some girl y'all.!"
This greatly angered Gama, which he then quickly told Satsuki, "Hold on. We'll talk tomorrow.", hung up, got out of the car, which took the girls by surprised due to his towering size and shouted, "Do you dare insult me with your homophobia?!"
"Like, oh my god, girls. This guy is totally a real douche." the girl snickered as she backed away from Gama. "Let's split and hit the McDonald's."
"Can you at least respect our culture and not like arrogant parasites when visiting another country!" Gama yelled back as he stood straight in a powerful posture.
The American girls stood in front of Gama for a minute, speechless, but ended up getting bored, turned around and walked away, chatting with each other about inane subjects. Gama kept watching them for a few seconds with a disgusted look, then turned around, groaned, "Goddamn American women." and got back into his car.
The next morning, Ryuko and Mako arrived at the school and were greeted a young woman with dark brown hair dressed in a school uniform, who was standing in the shadows.
"Are you my head of security?" Ryuko asked the woman as she stayed in the shadows.
"That's correct, President Kiryuin." The woman replied with a sinister smirk. "Name's Maiko Ogure and whatever you do, don't ever forget it."
"And what happened if I fucking did?" Ryuko snickered back as she opened her pack of cigarettes.
"Things you wouldn't even begin to imagine." Maiko replied as her eyes were hard to see due to lens glare. "Mind you that I would not do any physical harm to you, but rather, I would destroy you...financially."
"That's a pretty damn bold threat to be making to a Kiryuin." Ryuko chuckled, not totally taking the threat all that seriously. "You got a lot of balls, Ms. Ogure, but the kind I respect."
"And that's why many fear my tech prowess." Maiko chimed in as she approached the school presidents. She then bowed at Ryuko and told her in a considerably more respectful tone, "Glad to be of your services, President Kiryuin."
Ryuko then lit her cigarette up, took another out and asked Maiko, "Care for a smoke?"
"Sure.", Maiko replied, which Ryuko then lit it up and handed it over to her. Both girls then started to smoke as they entered a security room, which Maiko then added, "As you can see, this room makes me a god at this school. I can just about ever single damn thing happening here. If this Satsuki Matoi bitch tried to start something up, I can easily see what scheming nonsense she's up to and tell you all the gory details without even having to lift a single finger."
"Perfect." Ryuko smirked as she blew smoke out of her nose. "Maybe now I can finally make an example out of Satsuki Matoi."
Several hours later, Satsuki and Nonon arrived at the school, only to find it in the same chaotic state it was back on opening day, though with considerably more adults than that fateful day.
"Gee." Nonon muttered as she and Satsuki entered the school yard. "Deja Vu much?", which Satsuki simply nodded in agreement.
Right as the girls made their way to the school stadium, they spotted Iori, accompanied by Gama, waving at them. They approached and followed them into the stadium, which was littered with people across the country.
"Holy crap! This is even worse than opening day!" Nonon yelped as she looked around the stadium.
"Don't get too hasty, Nonon." Gama replied as the group looked for some empty seats. "With some patience, we'll definitely find seats."
As Satsuki and company continued to look for vacant seats, a security camera spies on them as Maiko sits in the security room, watching all of the security feeds throughout Honnoji Academy. She then picked up a walkie talkie and spoke into it, "I see your favorite student has finally arrived, President Kiryuin."
"Is she trying to stir up shit?" Ryuko replied as she sat with her parents and Mako in the stadium's VIP lounge, drinking a glass of champagne.
"No. She and her friends are just trying to get seats to watch the game." Maiko replied as she picked her cigarette up from the ashtray on her desk.
"Is there any empty seats to spare so they don't try to ruin my family's glorious spectacle?" Ryuko cautiously asked Maiko as a maid brought her more champagne.
"No need to worry, President Kiryuin." Maiko replied in a reassuring tone. "They finally found some seats. The event will go on without any stupid interruptions."
Ryuko then sighed in relief after Maiko updated her on the status of Satsuki, told her, "Glad to hear that. Update me immediately if she tries." to stir shit up." and hanged up to relax and watch the game as soon as it starts.
Although Ryuko, her parents and Mako were initially the only ones in the VIP lounge, the door opened up and in came a group of people that looked at Mako and joyfully shouted "Mako!" at her. She then got up and ran at them, which they all then simultaneously hugged each other at once.
"Welcome aboard!" Gi Man greeted Mako's family as they stopped hugging Mako and walked towards the remaining vacant seats in the room. "Take a seat and feel free to make yourselves home."
"Thank you so much for making Mako the vice president of the school." Mako's father replied as he shook Gi Man's hand. "Got any cold ones?"
"Plenty!" Gi Man replied back, smiling as he pulled out a bottle of cold beer and handed it over to him. "Knock yourself out, Mr. Mankanshouko."
"I brought some of my croquettes, Lady Kiryuin!" Ms. Mankanshouko joyfully shouted as she set down a wrapped up tinfoil pan onto a table and took a seat. "I think this particular batch is my absolute masterpiece of culinary greatness."
"Thank you so much, Mrs. Mankanshokou." Ragyo replied after she took a sip of red wine. "You know how to make mighty fine food."
While everyone else is minding their own business, Ryuko continued to sip on her glass of champagne. She then heard her cellphone ring, answered it and asked the person on the other line, "Hello?"
"Where are you, Ryuko baby?" Uzu asked as replied, talking into his cellphone as he sat in the stadium by himself. "Why don't you come to the stadium and watch the game with me?"
"Sorry, man. I can't. Gotta be with my mom, Uzu." Ryuko replied back in a disappointed but reassuring tone. "Maybe we can...ahem...have some fun alone later."
"Sure." Uzu nodded back, hung his phone up and leaned against his chair to watch the game.
"Boy we sure have quite the game coming up." a commentator spoke into his mic with a strong sense of gusto and cheese.. "It's a nice cool afternoon in Japan here as we await the gladiators from overseas to come out and start this potential bloodbath."
"Today's bout will be between the always scrappy Baltimore Charm and the fearsome Minnesota Valkyrie. These two teams most definitely prepared for this intense showdown with little preparation but a lot of heart and determination." the other commentator chimed in, sounding considerably more sedate than his broadcast colleague.
Back in the heart of the stadium, the first team emerges out of the bleaches, which the first commentator then shouted out, "And out comes the Baltimore Charm. Always the underdog in many of their games in early rounds but through sheer resolve and integrity, they always come through and pull the rug out of their competition. Will they be able to successfully execute that against the Minnesota Valkyrie or will they not be able to muster enough power to prevail? We shall see."
After the players of the first team into position, most of the members of the other team exit out of their own bleachers while the second commentator muttered out, "Now here comes the aggressive dames that are the Minnesota Valkyrie. Quite possibly the most bloodthirsty team in the entire league, the Minnesota Valkyrie are no-nonsense amazons that will rip your head off and make saxophones of their enemies' spinal cords. While it may be possible for the Baltimore Charm to pull off a miracle and beat the Valkyries by surprise, their chances are about as low as dirt."
While the rest of the second time got into their places, fog started to pour out of the second bleachers and some sparklers started up as the same mysterious blonde Gama encountered slowly emerged out of the bleachers, walking like someone you would not want to run into in a darkened alley. The first commentator then added, "And out comes the star player of the Minnesota Valkyries. Ophelia 'The Racket' Harrison. The most feared player of the entire league. She plays by no rules and knows no bounds. This nearly six foot amazon monster is the sole reason why the Valkyries remains the most talked about team in the LFL. Our souls weep for those in the Baltimore Charm that crosses her path."
Ophelia then got into position and saw the referee come out and inform everyone the usual protocols and rules, but she then walked up and shoved said referee out of the, prompting the game to start.
"That doesn't look right." Satsuki remarked as she watched the game take a real hard turn to the worst right when it started. "I don't think that's how you play football."
"Who cares, Satsuki? This crap's already entertaining enough!" Nonon laughed as she watched a complete train wreck of a game unfold on the stadium floor.
The members of the Baltimore Charm tried their hardest to play the game legitimately, but the members of the Minnesota Valkyries kept wailing on them, constantly undoing all of their attempted plays. Most grueling of all were the actions of The Racket, who acted less like a football player and more like a mixed martial artist, eschewing tackles for knee strikes, scoop slams, chokeslams and stiff clothesline attacks that treated those who crossed her path like cartoonish rag dolls being tossed around. Ophelia then darted her eyes towards Satsuki for a few seconds that threw her off, but then refocused her attention on the game, which ended up being a complete burial towards the Baltimore Charm. A sixty six out of zero landslide for the record books.
Several hours passed by and Satsuki and her friends were seen walking out of the main gates of the school, talking with each other.
"What kind of a ridiculous garbage was that?" Nonon asked her friends, confused by the obnoxiously violent football game they watched.
"I dunno." Iori replied, not too sure what to make of it either.
"I highly doubt how the Valkyries played was remotely legal." Satsuki inquired as she and her friends approached Gama's car as it was seen being stationary in the parking lot. "Regardless, I assume the Kiryuins are pleased with how that turned out."
"Well I guess i'll see you all tomorrow." Gama told the others as he unlocked his car. "Perhaps tomorrow will be a little less noisy."
Right before the others could walk away, a familiar figure stepped out of the shadows and shouted, "Satsuki! My favorite buyer!"
Satsuki turned around and saw Mr. Takarada, who was standing by a tree, smoking a joint. She the asked him, "What brings you here, Pot King?"
"I watched the game." Takarada replied as smoke blew out of his nostrils. "Kinda sucked ass but the American ladies were a nice sight. What about you? Are you and your friends up to something?"
"Nah we were just getting ready to depart from each other for the night. What about you?" Satsuki asked him in response as she stood still next to her friends.
"Well...I was about to grab some grub, but then I saw you and your friends passing by so I thought, 'How about I take them along with me to get some ramen?', so are you guys by in any chance starving or something?" he asked the group. "I'll cover all the expenses."
Satsuki and company then looked at each for a few seconds, not too sure if they want to eat with Takarada or not. The group then nodded their heads, turned around and faced Takarada. Although he looked a bit intimidated by them at first, Satsuki eased his tension and replied, "Sure."
"Goddamn cops. Always having to treat us like dogshit." Daisuke yelled as he kicked a garbage can out of his way. He and his fellow Yakuza pals had just left the police station thanks to their boss posting bail for their release.
"Maybe we should ask Lady Kiryuin for more of those threads." One of Daisuke's friends replied, sounding less angry than the figurehead of the group.
"Do you fuckin' think she's just going to hand us more threads like goddamn water after we failed and got arrested? I don't think so, buster!" Daisuke yelled back, sounding increasingly more agitated than ever.
"I dunno." another of his friends replied as he took a cigarette and a lighter out. "She's already given us enough second chances so maybe we'll be given one more chance. You know...three strikes before we're out, right?"
Daisuke then turned around, gave the friend with a cigarette a dirty look and delivered a particularly painful knuckle sandwich to his mouth that resulted in a real gusher of a gash on his upper lip.
"Jesus christ, Daisuke! The hell is wrong with you?" the man shrieked as he held onto his bleeding mouth as he could taste the bitter plasma slithering onto his tongue and gums. The other guys then pulled out whatever weapons they still had left over that wasn't lost after Satsuki shredded their REVOCS tailored clothes.
However, a rather seductive sounding female voice then muttered, "Hey boys. Why don't you stop fighting and...ahem...have some fun with me?"
Daisuke and his "buddies" all stopped what they were doing, turned around and saw Ophelia, who's now dressed in fairly skimpy looking clothes and has the skull bandana back around her face. She then pulled her skin tight shirt up for a few seconds, revealing her round, jiggly breasts and added, "You want some of these leopards, boys? They're all yours."
"Oh hell yeah, baby!" Daisuke quipped as he and his friends ran towards Ophelia, who had just put her shirt back on the way it was. She then told them, "Follow me. We're going to have so much fun tonight." and entered an apartment complex with the men, looking less like a hooker getting ready for a gang bang and more like the pied piper as he was followed by a legion of children that would follow them to their grave.
"Man, this food is great!" Nonon joyfully exclaimed as she sat with her friends and Mr. Takarada inside a restaurant, eating a noodle bowl topped with sweet and sour pork littered with sesame seeds.
"Thanks, Ms. Jakuzure." Mr. Takarada replied as he took a sip of Cherry Dr. Pepper. "This is my go-to place for this kind of shit and whenever I bring my favorite buyers along with me to eat here, it never fails to impress."
"Glad that we accepted your invitation." Satsuki chimed in after swallowing a mouthful of noodles and chicken that were bathing in sriracha sauce. "I'll have to recommend this place to my dad when I get home."
"The food here reminds me of what my Uncle used to feed me whenever I was over his place." Iori inquired as he munched on a plate full of rice, vegetables and steak.
"Perhaps he got that food from here." Mr. Takarada quipped after he put his joint down and took some more sips of his soda.
While everyone else spoke up, Gamagoori remained silent as he ate a rice bowl mixed with ramen noodles and pork. Nonon then looked at him and asked, "Why are you so quiet?"
"I'm savoring the food with great justice." Gama replied, slightly miffed by Nonon's attitude.
However, everyone's attention was broken when they heard the muffled sound of a man screaming in agonizing pain outside. They all looked at each other, wondering if they have to investigate it, but instead brushed it off as nothing too terribly serious. They then resumed eating for a minute, then heard the same guy screaming again, which prompted Nonon to groan, "What is that guy's goddamn problem?"
"Beats me." Iori replied with a mouthful of food, too busy eating to be worried about it.
"Maybe he's just some hapless bum who's got a really bad case of the shits." Mr. Takarada shrugged as he continued to drink his soda. "He'll be fine."
Everyone agreed with Takarada and resumed eating in spite of the harrowing screams of agony coming from outside, which eventually stopped again a minute later.
The group continued to mind their own business again, only to hear a familiar sounding muffled voice scream, "Oh god, someone help me! Please! Someone help!" and some banging sounds. These screams of pain sent chills up Satsuki in particular, who looked too unsettled to continue eating, looked at Nonon and asked, "Doesn't that sound like that Yakuza guy i've ran into a few times?"
"Who the hell bailed his ass out?" Nonon replied in a nonchalant, unamused tone. "Dude failed to kill you but attempted murder is still attempted murder."
Before Satsuki could reply, both the banging and the screams stopped, which only added fuel to fire in correlation to the unsettling atmosphere. She stood up, which prompted her friends to follow suit, took her scissor blade out and asked Takarada, "Can you please ask the cashier for some boxes. I need to see where all that commotion is coming from and I know it cannot be anything pleasant."
"I guess you got a point." Takarada replied after taking a few more swigs of soda. However, he then stood up and added, "I'm coming with you guys."
"NANI SORE?!", Nonon shouted after Takarada asked to tag along.
"If he wants to come along, he sure can." Satsuki replied, granting Mr. Takarada's request.
"Sweet. Lemme just leave a tip and a note that we'll come back and get our food as soon as we find out where the hell this noise is coming from." Takarada chimed in excitement as he took his wallet out and let some cash on the table.
After leaving the restaurant, Satsuki and company spotted a hotel housed right next to said restaurant. However, what really perked their interest was a van that had the LFL logo on it. Without saying much, they all decided to enter the building, hoping to find out where the screaming was coming from.
"Do you know an American woman that came here for a room earlier?" Satsuki asked one of the receptionists as she and her friends stood inside the main lobby.
"Yeah, this Ophelia gal ordered a room for two nights the other day." the receptionist replied in a confident tone. "Are you guys her friends?"
"Oh yeah." Takarada chimed in, sounding a bit cheeky. "You know what room she's in?"
"Room 348." the receptionist replied as he tapped his fingers on the desk.
"Thanks." Satsuki replied back as she and her friends walked away and headed towards an elevator.
As the group stood inside an elevator, Mr. Takarada pulled a sawed off shotgun, which took the others off-guard and informed them, "In cause shit gets really hairy, I got my pal Kaneda to help us out."
"I don't think you'll need to use that." Nonon sarcastically squeaked back. "We got enough muscle to keep ourselves out of any serious harm."
"You mean this guy?" Takarada asked her, pointing at Gamagoori with his left thumb.
Before anyone else could reply, Satsuki stepped out in front of everyone else and stuck her scissor blade enough, which was enough of a clue for Takarada to understand. However, he then muttered, "Fair enough, but i'm still keeping Kaneda out just to play it safe."
The elevator then stopped and its doors open, which prompted the group to leave it. Since the hallway was a bit dim, Takarada took a flashlight out and turned it on, which helped breathe some life into the area. They all walked down the hallway, looking for the room the receptionist mentioned, all while passing by other rooms that ranged from being empty to being occupied by different sorts of people.
"Here we go. Room 348." Iori inquired as the group reached the room, in which its door is shut.
"You think we should knock or something?" Nonon asked the others while she hummed some random Richard Wagner composition.
"She probably would prefer us to knock." Gama replied, still sounding as serious as ever.
Without replying to anyone, Satsuki knocked on the door and to her surprise, ended up pushing it open. Although her friends were hesitant to enter the room, Satsuki proceeded to walk into the poorly lit bedroom, which was made easier to navigate thanks to Mr. Takarada's flashlight.
"Man, I feel like we just entered a goddamn horror movie." Nonon sarcastically quipped as she, Satsuki and company cautiously walked through the hotel room. However, Satsuki immediately noticed a bone next to a closet, which she then approached and picked it up.
"This doesn't look right." Satsuki inquired as she noticed it looked a lot like a human finger completely devoid of any flesh, blood and muscle tissue. She then opened the closet and found herself attacked by an avalanche of bones that spewed out into the living room.
"NANI SORE?!" Nonon squawked in complete shock as she saw her best friend buried in bones and ran to her aid.
"Okay! I had enough of this jacked up shit!" Mr. Takarada yelled as he pulled Kaneda out and loaded it up with some high quality shells.
As Takarada aimed his shotgun, Nonon helped Satsuki get out of the pile of bones and the others stood in complete disgust, a loud screech created from the sharp end of a meat cleaver meeting the wall caught everyone's attention. They all turned around found themselves facing Ophelia, who has her hair down, is only wearing bra and panties and is doused in blood. This ghoulish sight was too much for Iori to handle, which he then pulled his cellphone out and dialed 911 to alert the authorities of this gruesome sight.
"Jesus fucking christ!" Takarada yelled as he was taken aback by the grisly sight. He aimed his shotgun at her and pulled the trigger, only to witness Ophelia completely deflect the shotgun blast with her bloodstained meat cleaver. She opened her mouth, revealing her sharp, blade like teeth, clamped down onto a half eaten hand, bit the flesh and muscles off of it and chucked it towards the unwelcome visitors.
"You guys want to have fun?" Ophelia asked them in a very sinister tone as she licked the blood and gore off of her mouth and smacked her lips together. "You guys can be my dessert."
Before anyone else could reply, the room went completely dark, only for a mysterious spotlight to suddenly materialize in front of Nonon as she tapped her baton onto a stand. She looked through the pages of sheet music that was resting on the stand, stopped at the page for Beethoven's fifth and began to swing her arms around as the sweet, vintage sounds of Ludwig Van began to boom through the room and Nonon began to sing along with the music, albeit in a somewhat sloppy manner.
GET BACK FROM HER!
GET BACK FROM HER!
MY FRIEND IS GONNA KICK YOUR ASS
MY FRIEND IS GONNA BEAT YOU UP
YOU ARE NO MATCH, YOU ARE NO MATCH FOR HER
GET BACK FROM HER!
MY SATSUKI IS A REAL HARDENED SOUL
YOUR'E JUST A NO-NAME SLUT
A PSYCHOTIC, COMPLETELY RETARDED MANIAC
SHE'S GONNA MAKE YOU WISH YOU WERE DEAD
SHE'S. JUST. THAT.. DAMN. GOOD!
"Your foolish tricks won't work on me, stupid child!" Ophelia growled as she launched herself towards Nonon, ready to chop her into little giblets of gore. However, Satsuki immediately deflected the meat cleaver with her scissor blade, now wearing Junketsu in his combat mode.
"Not so fast." Satsuki told Ophelia as she held her own. "Trying to attack my friends was not a good idea."
Rather than replying, Ophelia simply smiled with a toothy grin and kicked Satsuki's legs, which knocked her down onto the ground. She then sneered out, "Who's the stupid one now, ugly bitch?"
"Certainly...not me." Satsuki groaned as she slowly got back onto her feet. The women then continued to deflect each other's attacks while the others, sans Iori, stood by and watched. As for Iori, he managed to get a hold of the authorities and requested some cops to come by the hotel and assisst them in this drastic situation.
"Come on, ugly bitch. Give up so I eat your face off!" Ophelia sneered as Satsuki kept making her look like a fool.
"I never give up." Satsuki replied in a smug tone. "Failure is not an option for me."
Ophelia then threw her meat cleaver towards Satsuki, which she completely dodged and tackled Ophelia right towards the window, which they ended up breaking through it and knocked them both out of the hotel, hurling towards a nearby dumpster.
Although Satsuki tried to get back up, Ophelia ended up being the first one to get out of the dumpster. However, she immediately found herself facing the barrel of a pistol and heard Detective Harime inform her, "You're under arrest, you sick fuck."
Angered, Ophelia stood up and allowed Nui to handcuff her against her own personal pride since she wasn't stupid enough to resist arrest and get killed by the cops.
As Satsuki remained laying in the dumpster, she saw a Tsumugu climb into the dumpster, reached his hands out towards her and asked, "Mind if I help you out?"
"Sure." Satsuki replied as she grabbed a firm hold of Tsumugu's hand and was helped out of the dumpster.
"Crazy day, eh?" Tsumugu added as they got back onto the street.
"Yeah. Never expected to meet a cannibal in my life." Satsuki replied, smiling as she stretched her arms out. "I guess that's what life's all about. Expecting the unexpected."