Chapter 7: Finale
10:10 AM (Japan Time), Saturday February the 11th…
"… Wo~h! Gourmet Town! I missed this place! Ai – cha~n! We've come back!"
"Ahem, ahem!"
"Yikes!"
"Ops. Brace yourself, Tsukasa – kun. Iinchou is going for it."
"Yeah. I can see that."
"Really… Gonta – kun should watch this tongue!"
"I know, Gino – kun, but the guy won't change…"
"Hah! Fatmen will be fatmen."
The 2 – A class had come to "Gourmet Town" within the "Yaeba Resort" and Gonta looked around in awe: he began to call out and Luna suddenly got a twitch over her right eye and seemed to be building her anger up: Gonta turned around and gasped while the other students rolled their eyes and sighed in defeat.
"THIS USELESS WOMANIZER FATMAN!" She exploded.
"W-wrong, iinchou! I…!" He gasped.
"THIS USELESS DEVOUR-IT-ALL FATMAN!" Luna exclaimed next while raising her voice's volume.
"B-but…!" Gonta argued back.
"THIS FAT AND CALORIES CLUSTER FATMAN!"
"That's why…!" He didn't get to finish.
"THIS I WANNA BE THE HERO FATMAN!"
"T-that's…!"
"THIS WALKING AND TALKING FATMAN!"
"Oh my! It's been a while! Dad didn't tell me you'd come: what a surprise to see you guys again!"
Suberita Ai walked over to them but Luna didn't seem to notice her presence given how she was still yelling at Gonta.
"THIS USELESS SKY PRO WANNABE!"
"Ski pro wannabe…? B-but…"
"THIS IDIOTIC FIRE MANIAC!"
"T-that's Ox!"
"THIS SQUARE-HEADED CHEATER!"
"Cheater? Me? No, I…!"
"DON'T PLAY DUMB, FATMAN! I KNOW YOU WERE COPYING TSUKASA – KUN'S ANSWERS! NOW GET READY! YOUR PUNISHMENT IS GONNA CONTINUE TILL NEXT COURSE: VEGETARIAN DIET!"
"Gwa~h!"
"Eh… What's wrong?" Ai asked.
"Well… Gonta hasn't been behaving lately so iinchou exploded. But I guess she has one of her jealousy fits, too." Subaru sighed.
"By the way! You three… You weren't there two years ago, right?"
"Yeah. I'm Jack."
"Futaba Tsukasa."
"Kiboyama Gino."
"Nice to meet you! I'm Suberita Ai. My dad is the owner of this "Yaeba Resort"." She smiled.
"AND IF I SEE ANY HINT OF YOU DOWNLOADING THE ANSWERS OR HACKING THEM THEN YOU GET A 0 IN HOMEWORK! AND IF YOU DON'T TRY TO UNDERSTAND THE ANSWERS THEN YOU STAND FAT CHANCE OF SCORING EVEN A 5 IN THE EXAMS, FATMAN!"
"E~h?"
"THIS IS MIDDLE SCHOOL! THIS IS SERIOUS BUSINESS! OR YOUR HEAD IS ALREADY THINKING OF VICIOUS AND EVIL FOOD, HUH?"
"N-no!"
"Buro~! Admit it already, loser." Ox shrugged.
"Hah! Loser your hide!" War Rock taunted.
"Wha~t?"
"Not again…" Subaru groaned.
"Probabilities of…" Pedia began.
"I know. 100%." Subaru cursed.
"What a troop!" Mode sighed.
"Your ugly right hand! Buro~!"
"Your ugly left horn! Hah!"
"Your ugly tail! Buro~!"
"Your ugly armor! Hah!"
"WHY, YOU…!"
"Enough! Go to the abandoned manor! At least everything there is fried out and unable to function and the inspection finished time ago so it doesn't matter if something gets broken!" Subaru commanded.
"Alright, Subari~! I know you're gonna stage a three-person party tonight in the Suite 666!"
"There's no Suite 666!" Ai protested.
"Now there's one 'cause War Rock – sama decided that! Hah!"
"Buro~! Come 'ere!"
"Those guys…"
"Hmpf. Wanting to stir up trouble…" A voice rang out.
"Lovely. Solo. I know it's you. Stop stalking us."
"Stalking you? When did I do that?"
"You did. Get serious. I prefer you hostile."
Solo popped out from behind a stand while having a smug smile on his face and being followed by Laplace.
"I heard Hyde and his punk staged some ruckus."
"Some ruckus alright. They almost got away with it but we got there just in time to fool them. It's kept us stress-filled for a whole 3 days!"
"By the way. I believe that, given the info you gave me, that the Denpa Body named "Assassin" is the one powering the host's bloodthirsty nature: I'd say the Denpa Body is the one who wishes for blood and makes the host feel thrilled. Hyde surely knew that and that's why he picked the guy to do all those murders." Solo explained.
"Oh. Yeah. No doubt… But he's not that efficient in battle, at the very least, so... Now, did you want to tell me something else?"
"Is there really a Suite 666?"
"NO!" Ai protested.
"Ah. I thought it was way too appropriate."
"Appropriate for what?" Jack asked.
"Dunno."
"Not again…" Tsukasa cursed.
"War Rock…! That guy…!" Kiboyama grumbled.
"Yeah. I know. He won't learn the lesson. At all!" Subaru hissed.
"… THIS INCREDIBLY SLOW AND HEAVY FATMAN!"
"And Gonta won't either."
10:44 AM (Japan Time)…
"… Ready, Joe?"
"Ready, Bill… The old man is gonna pay us a lot for this! Too bad we're not allowed to do anything else…"
"Chut! There they come…"
"Alright… Come closer…"
"Denpa – Henkan! On Air! Shock Note!"
"Whack!"
"Whack!"
"Hmpf. The old man got desperate… He wants personal payback this time around? Then I'll tell him one or two things myself!"
"Pororon! Well said!"
Two guys on their late 20s had been hiding behind some bushes while holding a sack and looking eager before Harp Note's attack hit them and knocked them out: the place was a spot of the main road connecting the Okudama Studios building with the Wave Liner station: Harp Note looked rather annoyed.
"Alright! Let's go bring Moon Disaster. We'll shatter all of that old man's glasses and call the Satella Police on those two: they'll quickly confess and then they have a reason to boycott that guy… I heard about it: he's trying to use connections to pass an unfair regulation into the Diet to help him gain monopoly of ALL records! Such a greedy old man… Music is not meant just to make money! It's mean to fill people's hearts with emotions and draw out the best of yourself…!" Harp Note muttered.
"Pororon! Well said, Misora!"
"Luckily we can now use the Noise Wave to shortcut to Kodama Town and get to the Cosmo Wave from there. That old man's up for a surprise. You don't wanna anger a girl. Tee, heh, heh, heh. But it's too late to regret by now! Get ready! Tee, heh, heh, heh."
10:55 AM (Japan Time)…
"… Satella Police HQ."
"You people! Move it!"
"Name, please."
"Uragino Records Incorporated!"
"Oho. Hand that over to me, Hondo."
"Roger, Akatsuki."
"A little girl in a Carnival dress and a Wizard are staging some kind of extravaganza which is shattering all of my office building's windows! Do something!"
"Can't."
"WHAT?"
A call had come into the Satella Police HQ and Akatsuk asked the officer to hand it over to him: he grinned and didn't seem to mind the roar of anger coming from the phone.
"That's payback."
"Not again!"
"Yeah. You hired two thugs to try to abduct her and force her to sign a contract against her will to get the monopoly of all of her songs. But you geezer won't understand something: Hibiki has zero interest in making money outta her songs and gives a crap for record labels. She's interested in her music being downloadable via pay service and that's all. And now we have a reason to arrest you but I'll sit back and enjoy seeing their combined musical destruction power." Akatsuk grinned.
"Truly." Acid muttered.
"NO WAY!"
"And forget about your Diet "buddy". We caught him days ago."
"No! My empire must come to be!"
"Nope. That'd be an illegal monopoly and there are laws saying that you can't force someone to hand over their songs. You're not government or police. So go pick up lilies of the valley."
"You lowlife~!"
"YO, YO, YO! And there were a thousand jumping cabbages fighting each other with root and rot!" Moon Disaster chanted.
"Together with 100db roars and cries!" Harp Note added.
"BUST EM ALL they say!" Both exclaimed.
"Catchy." Hondo grinned.
"Reminds me of my times…" Dr. Yoiri giggled.
"Maybe." The Chief rolled his eyes.
"I always say it's bad to pick on a girl especially if she's the type to hold grudges." Daigo grinned.
"Yikes." Utagai Shinsuke gasped.
"Relax." Cygnus told him.
"But, really… "Root and rot" is a good rhyme." Amachi Mamoru chuckled.
"Someone halt them!"
"When you flag the white cloth." Akatsuk shot back.
"Wha~t?"
"Your business is going down. We're gonna shut it down and I'm sure some people there would be relieved to be freed from your malevolent secret contract tricks." Akatsuk smiled.
"Root and rot BUST EM ALL Dogars!"
"That will be fine." Queen Tia muttered.
"Alright! Wait for the next thrill, guys and gals!"
11:12 AM (Japan Time)…
"… I'm the ghost of the Grand Canyon! I bring helmets and swords along me with magic and sorcery! Hop! Abracadabra!"
"What the heck?"
"Dunno…"
"That voice…"
"Huh? Hmmm… That red helmet with black shades… And that gigantic sword… I've seen them somewhere before."
Subaru, Kiboyama, Tsukasa and Solo had come back to the hotel only to find a familiar helmet and sword in the middle of the lobby along with a voice echoing around them.
"Hmmm? The Hunter – VG… Oh. Hello? Is that you, Blood? What happened to your helmet?"
"That's what I'd like to know!"
"Whoa. He looks so alike…!"
"So that's the man under the mask."
"Oi, Brad Shad! Did ya see my aibou?"
"Aibou? You mean your sword, Sigma?"
A call had come in and the "Real Wave" screen displayed Blood Shadow's real face which looked extremely similar to Subaru's yet the hair was tinted red and his eyes' irises were black and red instead: he looked somewhat annoyed and then he looked at the left in the direction Sigma's voice had come from.
"I'm the ghost of the Grand Canyon!"
"SIR OMEGA!" Both yelled.
"Omega – san… I knew it!"
"Oho. So those are theirs." Solo grinned.
"B-B-B-B-Bertie~! Come to my side~!"
"No, sir! I don't have enough trust in you, sir!"
"NYA~H! OMEGA! What have you done to Blood's helmet and Sigma's sword? Answer me!" A man yelled off-screen.
"Ops. Shachou found the Giorgio Beverly Hills fragrance I snuck onboard last night!" Omega giggled.
"GRFJTX! Answer me!"
"They're here, Boss…"
"Where's "here", Subaru?"
"Yaeba Resort Hotel Lobby, sir…"
"I'll send them to pick it up right now… And I'm gonna emergency-recall Omega too! I can't stand these farces anymore!"
"Farce Man showed up with the 5:55 PM express from York!"
A purple "portal" opened in the air and sucked Omega (attached to the ceiling and crawling across it like a spider) inside: it closed and opened again to allow Blood Shadow and Sigma to retrieve their stuff: Blood Shadow placed the helmet on and adjusted it while Sigma tapped the sword with his knuckles.
"Alright! See ya!"
"Later!"
"Phew. Alright. Let's rent the ski stuff. We came to ski, after all. Tsukasa – kun can look on from Gourmet Town. And, Solo… Do as you like."
"Hmpf. You always incite me to do as I like yet that's my way. Or my half-way too… Whatever. I'll see you around, Hoshikawa. And next time we'll have a showdown with the punk."
"Delighted. Let's go, guys!"
"Hooray!"
11:19 AM (Japan Time)…
"… Hyde – sama… What do you beseech of…?"
"Give me a random idea!"
"R-roger… Eh… Hum… Tournament?"
"What…? Tournament? The TV…! Lots and lots of ads! The magazine covers! Press…! Newspapers…! Mwah, hah, hah… I'm starting to come up with a terrific project!"
"Is t-that so? Congratulations, my master…"
"Lovely."
"Kranos arkas un?"
"What? "That involves lots of blood to drink?" you ask? Dunno. Try drinking sangria instead."
"Utonos mejuu non!"
"… "Don't think so highly of yourself!"… Oi, oi. You're a forbidden clan! I had duties in the Mu Army…"
"Mwah, hah, hah, hah!"
"This is trouble, right?"
"Yeah. It is trouble."
Hyde had commanded for Shinobi to give him an idea and the mere mention of "tournament" seemed to inspire him: when Assassin made a question in Mu Idiom, Phantom replied to it and a twitch formed over his right eye: he sounded offended by now while Hyde kept on laughing and Shinobi looked like he expected trouble: Phantom sighed.
"What can we do?"
"Sadly, nothing. Hope he'll forget it tomorrow."
Shinobi and Phantom sighed in defeat while Assassin grumbled and Hyde kept on laughing…
10:45 AM (Shanghai Time)…
"… Heh, heh, heh."
"Tee, heh, heh."
"How foolish."
"Truly."
"How short-sighted."
"Obviously."
"How devious."
"Delicious."
Two unidentified figures were talking inside of a vast metallic room the great majority of which was unlit.
"This thing can move again… And it's ours to command! Let us prepare a little attraction and refurbish a bit… And then we'll wait for a chance to draw those guys inside… They've totally forgotten about us by now: both Kuroban Howsad and Hyde have kept them busy, Ka."
"I know, Ku. It'll be exquisite. The useless struggle, the fear pulsing through their veins, the terror which comes with hopelessness and powerlessness… An exquisite cocktail, I'd name it."
"Heh, heh, heh. We can use our brains, ya know, guys. And you'll regret looking down on us two."
"Our partner will feel avenged. Terror and fear shall plague them forever and they will be unable to flee from it… And his wishes will be made reality too… Tee, heh, heh, heh."
"Good! Let's move out! There's not a day to waste."
"Look forward to it."
Both chuckled or giggled under their breaths in an evil tone of voice…
THE END
