Special Chapter- In the Summer Time!
Chachako ran at Naruko to deliver a kick at the blonde's chest, which was blocked with both arms, actually making Naruko wince a bit from the surprising amount of force behind the strike. Raising her leg high Chachako slammed it down again, once again being blocked by Naruko, this time with one arm. Before Naruko could take advantage of their positions Chachako back-flipped away to land in a crouch. Wasting no time, Naruko ran forward intent on kicking the gynoid in the face, her foot narrowly missing as Chachako dropped down to her hands. While Naruko's foot hit nothing but air Chachako returned to a crouch and used the opportunity to tackle Naruko.
She yelped as the gynoid's weight forced her to the ground and she winced when her head smacked against the ground. Blinking away the stars in her vision, she just about made out Chachako's raised fist. A hard punch connected with her cheek forcing her face to the side. With a growl Naruko rolled over forcing Chachako and herself to swap places.
"Got ya' now bitch!" She raised her own fist to return the favour but was interrupted when Chachako flew out from underneath her. "Wah!" Naruko fell on her ass from the sudden movement. A trail of smoke trailed from her crotch area to the soles of Chachako's feet where two holes were revealed. "Either I'm farting smoke or she's got some kinda rocket thingies in her feet or summit." Seeing Chachako start to stand up she figured she should do the same.
It seemed to be the right choice as Chachako utilised the boosters on her feet to blast forward, appearing before Naruko in an instant. The raised fist struck forth and was countered by Naruko's own. A small spurt of blood sprayed the floor below as the gynoid's knuckles damaged Naruko's fist, Chachako's own not unscathed from the collision. The outer layer of synthetic skin was destroyed revealing the hard iron beneath.
A burst of flame propelled Chachako's knee upwards into Naruko's abdominal muscles, and a lesser fighter would have been stunned by such a strike. However, just before the impact Naruko tensed her muscles reducing the damage dealt. Now having the advantage, Naruko grabbed Chachako's wrist and with a yell swung the gynoid towards a wall, following it with a shockwave punch. With the cold disposition of the robot she was, Chachako used the boosters on her feet to hasten her flight towards the wall. Upon reaching the wall she flipped and pushed against it, dodging the shockwave just before it would have hit. The poor wall took the attack instead, denting it a little. Landing on the ground she jumped up straight away to avoid a follow up attack, creating another indent in the solid steel wall.
"Got ya' now!" Naruko threw another full power punch, grinning something fierce. The impact of her punch hitting the air created another powerful shockwave aimed straight for the airborne gynoid. Calm as ever Chachako raised her hands up and sent a burst of fire from her hands to push her back down to the ground, out of harm's way. Naruko stared. "Well then." Throwing another solid punch she sent another shockwave at Chachako which like its predecessors was dodged with ease. Naruko threw a left, and then a right, followed by another left. Each strike sent shockwaves that were consistently avoided. With graceful, flowing movements Chachako avoided strike after strike, unruffled. Her calm countenance was finally shaken a touch when, on a particularly sharp dodge, her shoulder collided with a wall.
"Finally!" Naruko took a step forward and was staring Chachako in the eyes in a second, throwing a punch aimed straight for the gynoid's face. Though caught off guard before Chachako's dodging abilities were as effective as ever as she ducked under the hit. The missed hit smashed into the steel wall and Naruko's fist sunk into it like sand. A cringe worthy noise bounced around the room as metal gave way under flesh and bone. "Tch." Naruko looked down her nose at the crouching robot, watching as she cocked a fist. "As if!" Chachako's head snapped back when Naruko's knee smashed into her chin.
Chachako's optic lights faded to darkness as her internal CPU ceased functioning as the gynoid's head snapped from her neck. It collided with the ceiling, falling back down into Naruko's open hand. She turned the head over, admiring the collapsed chin and dented forehead. With a grunt she wrenched her hand out of the wall, switching her focus from the head to her bleeding knuckles. The sound of the door opening diverted Naruko's attention once again.
"As brutal as ever, neh Naruko?" Chao remarked, looking at the decapitated body of Chachako, still in a crouching position. "I know it might be a bit too much to ask, but you can try and not destroy her too badly in the future? She is your training partner from now on after all. Break her too much and you'll be stuck for training. And no," She added, seeing Naruko open her mouth, "you can't fight the Tanaka's anymore." Naruko closed her mouth with a huff.
"Fine but make her tougher next time! I was just startin' to get into it." She tossed the head at Chao who caught it by the hair. Lifting it up to eye level she gave it a once over.
"She really put you through the ringer, huh Chachako?" She tapped the collapsed chin with a hum. "I guess we need to use stronger material, something to reduce the impact…" She trailed off into mutters, thinking aloud. Naruko looked at her hand, shaking some of the excess blood from it.
"Tch, it were just healin' too."
"You hurt your hand again huh?" Chao asked a rhetorical question, the answer being obvious. She rubbed her chin, thinking. "Hmm, I suppose this might be a good chance to test that. Grab Chachako and come with me." The two left the training room, Chachako's head still in Chao's grasp, while Naruko had the body over her shoulder. The sound of footsteps echoing up and down the hallway was the only noise present as they walked. Soon enough they stopped at a metal door with a keypad on the wall next to it. After inputting the code Chao led Naruko inside what appeared to be an infirmary.
"Place Chachako's body on the bed then come over to the table." Chao instructed, making her way to said table. With a shrug Naruko dumped the body on the bed and strolled over to the table. "Thanks, now put your hand in the tank." Indeed on the table was a small tank of a green, opaque liquid. Naruko blinked, gazing into the tank, her reflection blinking back at her. With a shrug she put her hand in, but she retracted it with a hiss.
"Ow! What is this stuff?"
"Oh buckle up you big baby." Chao rolled her eyes, grabbing her arm and shoving it back into the tank. Naruko winced again but made no move to remove her hand. "Give that a few minutes then take it back out." She placed Chachako's head on the table and pulled out some kind of tool. Reaching out she switched on a lamp and moved it over to illuminate Chachako's head. "Now, let's see if the CPU is still intact…"
'I'm hungry.' Naruko pouted a little, looking around in boredom. The stinging pain in her hand had reduced to a slight irritation and she was able to ignore it. 'Maybe I'll get some ramen after this. Speakin' of…' "Hey Chao, what is this stuff anyways?" Chao held a finger up, her attention focused on her task. She finished doing whatever it was she was doing and removed the top of the head. Moving the lamp a little closer, she squinted into the head.
"Hmm, looks intact." She murmured.
"Oi, Chao." Naruko was insistent on getting an answer, and realising this Chao sighed and looked up. "What is this stuff?"
"Is your hand still stinging?" Chao asked instead of answering. Naruko's face twitched a little but still answered.
"No, what is this stuff?"
"Take your hand out then." Her face twitched again but Naruko obliged. "Look at your hand."
"Damn it what is this st- eh?" She stared at her hand, surprised. Where the damaged skin of her knuckles had been was smooth, unmarked skin. Any sign of the injury she sustained were gone. "Eh?"
"Hmm, looks like it's a success." Chao said, smiling wide at the reveal.
"What is that stuff?"
"It's a prototype skin repairing fluid I've been working on. It accelerates the four stages of wound healing, so clotting, inflammation, proliferation, and maturation happen at a heightened rate." Chao looked at Naruko with a grin, which faltered a little when she saw her blank expression. One could practically see the words floating around her head but not registering in her brain. "It heals you." She summed up, sighing.
"Like in Dragonball!" Naruko gasped, staring at the tank with awe. Chao sighed, her smile falling further.
"Yes, Naruko, just like in Dragonball."
"Cool. Right, imma go get some lunch. Laters." Naruko walked out of the room, whistling Cha La Head Cha La. Chao's smile dropped, her forehead hitting the table.
"'Cool', I create a miracle liquid that heals wounds and all she can say about it is 'cool'." She mutters, shaking her head in defeat. "Wonder what she'll have to say when she sees the G-Chamber."
"We can't show you all the cultural clubs in one day, since there's about 160 of them."
"W-WHAT KIND OF SCHOOL IS THIS?!" Negi blurted, once again amazed at the sheer scope of Mahora Academy. During his tour with the Narutaki twins of the Strolling Club, when he wasn't being dragged to embarrassing places, he had been continuously impressed by how large everything was. Even if it was slightly ridiculous at times, it was still impressive.
"Ah, then let's go for a snack instead, sensei." Fumika suggested, clapping her hands in delight at the thought. Negi opened his mouth to agree, only to be cut off as a bunch of dirt landed on his head.
"GUKYAA!" Negi exclaimed, going still as soil trickled from his head. The twins stared with wide eyes; it didn't take long for Fuka to start laughing, pointing at Negi with tears in her eyes.
"Sensei! Are you alright?!" Fumika fretted, shooting her sister a brief, reproachful look. Negi bent his head down, brushing the dirt from his hair.
"Y-Yes, I'm fine." He shook his head, dirt flying from his hair. "But where did that even come from?" Still chuckling, Fuka bent down and picked up a plant, soil covered roots hanging down.
"Plants falling form the sky? It's probably from the Gardening Club." A devious smirk, very familiar to Negi by this point of the day, crossed her face. "No doubt it's the work of the world's strongest gardener, who's known to tear out entire rows of vegetables with one tug!"
"R-Really?" Despite himself, Negi couldn't help but be pulled back into the girls pace. Fuka nodded.
"Yeah, they say she once even uprooted a tree so forcefully that nothing can ever grow there again!"
"Onee-chan, stop telling sensei more nonsense!" Fumika scolded, and Negi's face fell flat when he realised he'd been duped yet again. Fuka snickered, unapologetic as ever.
"Seriously though, I bet I know who it was." Shading her eyes with her hand, she looked around, and grinned when she found what she was looking for. "Look, over there." Negi and Fumika peered over, seeing a head of blonde hair hunched over a flower patch.
"Is that, Naruko-san?" He wondered, before remembering something. "Ah, that's right, the roster said that she's part of the Gardening Club."
"Let's go say hi!" Fumika suggested, grabbing one of Negi's arms while Fuka grabbed the other. "Now we can show sensei at least one of the cultural clubs in action." Negi smiled, perfectly happy to see another of his students stuck into club activities. As they approached, they had to duck to avoid yet another plant being tossed over Naruko's shoulder.
"Oi, Naruko watch where you throw those things!" Fuka yelled, shaking her fist in the air.
"Eh?" Naruko blinked, looking over her shoulder at them. Looking between the flowers and them, she soon stood up and chose to talk to them instead. "Wassup?" She asked, clapping her hands to shake off the dirt. She tilted her head when she saw Negi. "Er, why's he all dirty?"
"You hit him on the head with one of those plants you threw." Fuka explained, grinning again at the memory. Negi's smile faltered at the reminder, and Naruko's laughter didn't help. While Negi sulked, Fumika looked at the flower patch with curiosity.
"What are you doing, Naruko-san?"
"Imma weedin' the flowerbed." She told them, jabbing her thumb over her shoulder. "Gettin' rid of all the weeds an' stuff, ya' know." Negi looked up, recovering from his brief brooding.
"Which plants are weeds, Naruko-san? How do you know which are weeds or not."
"I don't, I'm just pickin' 'em randomly." The three strollers face faulted at her blunt admission.
"I-I see." Negi looked bemused for a moment, before he realised exactly what she said. "Ahh, t-that's bad Naruko-san! You shouldn't just throw away the nice plants as well as the weeds!"
"Ehhh, ya' tellin' me how I should be doin' me own club work, huh?" Naruko sneered, bending down to look at Negi at eye level. Negi paled at the look on her face, but also flushed as the angle was giving him a clear view down her tank top.
"A-Ah, n-no- that is to say-"
"Eh, ya' probably right there." Naruko shrugged, straitening back up as Negi face faulted again. Fuka snickered at the amused smirk on Naruko's face. "But yeah, so what? Weeds are weeds 'cus someone said they was. Besides I think weeds are way better than flowers! They're tough little bastards, ya' gotta respect 'em for that. Keep comin' back no matter what they go through." Naruko smirked and closed her eyes. "Gotta admit that's pretty badass."
"Naruko-san…" Negi remember back to the long days he spent studying back at the Magic School, the countless hours he spent, persisting in his studies, a little like how weeds themselves persisted. He felt a little silly comparing himself to some plants, but he could see where Naruko was coming from in her apparent admiration.
"So to respect that I rip 'em out the ground at full power!" Naruko's eyes snapped open and she turned around to pull out yet another plant. "Take this ya' persistent little shit!" With a mighty yank she pulled out a particularly large weed. The large roots sent soil flying everywhere as they emerged from the ground. Naruko then threw the weed into the air, laughing with triumph. "HAH! Not so tough now are ya'! The amazing Uzumaki Naruko-sama has owned your planty ass! Ain't nothin' more badass than me ya' little shits!" She then proceeded to pull out more weeds, laughing manically as she went.
Negi's blank expression lasted until the large plant landed on his head, sending him to the ground.
It was lunch time, and Naruko was walking down the corridor, having just left her dorm room after spending the morning…well, that's neither important nor appropriate for polite conversation. Not going into detail, but she had worked up an appetite and was planning on filling up at the Chao Bao Zi, seeing as she didn't actually know anywhere else that did food. The only other source of food she had was currently at the Chao Bao Zi working, so she didn't really have much choice. The only other option was to actually make her own lunch, and that was a firm n. o. with a capital NO as far as the other residents of dorm 647 were concerned.
The one and only time Naruko had ever tried to make her own food had not gone over well- make being a relative term considering it was a cup of instant ramen. Which, if she might add, was bullshit because three minutes was anything but instant. Anyway, Satsuki had been less than pleased to come back and discover the kitchen ablaze after Naruko had somehow managed to set the kettle on fire during her seventh attempt at preparing instant ramen. In her panic Naruko had knocked the kettle into the sink where her other six attempts had been dumped. One unfortunate chain of events later Naruko racked up her first in a current list of three kitchen destructions.
In conclusion, Naruko was told in no uncertain terms that she was to never try and prepare any kind of food by herself ever again, so she was on the way to get food. Which, is why she was on the way to the Chao Bao Zi for lunch. Now, considering that it was lunch time, it's not too farfetched to believe that somebody else was hungry, and it was one such somebody that Naruko ran into on the way out of the dorm.
"Yo, Asuna!" Asuna started at the sudden shout from down the hallway, dropping her keys in shock. After picking them up she gave Naruko an annoyed glare.
"Oi, Naruko, you almost gave me a heart attack!" She clenched her shirt to emphasise how her heart was still battering away at her ribcage.
"Nice to know I can get a cute girl's heart racin'." Naruko gave the flustered Asuna a cheeky grin.
"S-Shut up, you know what I meant! You know it's because you say crap like that that everyone now thinks I'm some kind of exhibitionist or something! And that damn brat Negi doesn't help either…" She trailed off into irritable mutterings, and Naruko supressed a smirk as she tilted her head.
"What's he got to do with it?" She then gasped as if struck by some realisation and took a step back, looking scandalised. "Wait, ya' tellin' me that ya' like takin' ya clothes off for that brat Negi?"
"E-EH?! WHERE DID THAT LEAP IN LOGIC COME FROM?!" Asuna screamed, flushing fire engine red all over. Naruko managed to keep a straight face for all of two seconds before bursting into laughter.
"Bwahahahahaha! The look on ya' face! HAH!" Naruko fell against the wall, doubling over from laughing. Asuna growled, clenching her fists, little tears of anger and embarrassment poking from the corners of her eyes.
"URGH! Whatever, I'm going to get some lunch!" She span on her heel and stormed off, leaving the giggling Naruko behind.
"H-Hey, wait up!" Naruko called, still chortling. She jogged after Asuna, still chuckling as she caught up to her, earning her a sour glare. "Come on, I'm just kiddin' ya'! I can't help meself, ya' cute when ya' all flustered!" If that was supposed to make Asuna less angry, it didn't make any obvious impact.
"Would you stop calling me cute?! Why are you following me anyway?" Naruko shrugged and folded her arms behind her head, her chuckles ceasing.
"Well, ya' hungry, I'm hungry, why not hang out and get lunch together? I know this awesome place."
"Is it the Chao Bao Zi?" Asuna deadpanned when Naruko looked away, awkwardly whistling. "Where's this coming from anyway? Since when where you miss social?" Asuna was actually a little suspicious now. Naruko wasn't really known for being very sociable. Sure, she'd talk to people but the only ones she'd ever hang out with were her roommates, Chao, and occasionally Haruna when they got together and did whatever two perverts do when alone together.
"Hey, Naruko, want to help me out with a little…experimentation."
"Sure; get over here."
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"Eh, I dunno, I'm hungry, you're also hungry, I thought why not get not hungry together." Naruko's words snapped Asuna out of whatever direction her mind had dropped off to. Her face flushed when she realised just what she'd been imagining, and she shook her head furiously to try and shake the thoughts off.
'Oh god, is perversion contagious?' She wondered, aghast. 'What would Takahata-sensei think?'
"Besides, imma bored. There's only so much yuri I can read until my arm gets ti- I mean, until I get bored." Naruko quickly corrected herself, her cheeks showing the slightest hint of a blush. Having rid herself of the weird thoughts her brain had dredged up out of nowhere, Asuna raised an eyebrow at the blonde.
"Riiiight." She sighed and scratched above her ear. "Fine, why not, it's not like I've got anything else to do today anyway." She huffed and shoved her hands in her pockets. "Konoka's got some stuff to talk about with the principal, and Negi's off at some kind of staff meeting…which is during the summer holiday for some reason." She shrugged and glanced at the still blushing Naruko as she scratched her cheek. 'Eh, what's the worst that could happen?'
20 minutes later
"Itadakimasu!" Naruko yelled before digging into a bowl of ramen at high speeds, as Asuna watched with disgust. She looked down at her own food with a queasy expression, now not so sure about her decision.
"I hope Naruko-san isn't putting you off your meal, Kagurazaki-san." Asuna turned her head to see Satsuki giving her a pleasant smile. "It helps to not look at her while you eat your own food." With her advice given, Satsuki rushed off back to the kitchen to prepare the extra ramen that Naruko would no doubt require. Taking the chef's advice to heart, Asuna focused only on her meal. Taking a bite her eyes opened wide as the flavour hit her taste buds.
"Wow, this is amazing!" With nary a seconds hesitation Asuna dug into her food with almost half the enthusiasm Naruko gave, which is still a considerable amount. Naruko hummed her agreement as she drained her bowl. Smacking her lips she put the bowl down and watched Asuna eat.
"Yeah Satsuki's food is fuckin' awesome right? Imagine how awesome it is to be her roomie!" Asuna paused in her ravenous inhaling of her food.
"You get to eat like this every day? Damn, I'm actually a little jealous."
"It is pretty great-aru." Asuna jumped when Ku spoke up from right next to her, almost choking in her shock. The shorter blonde had two more bowels of ramen balanced on her arm, as well as a new plate for Asuna too. Ku held her arm out to Naruko and in a flash the bowls were in front of her and being devoured. Ku then placed the plate before Asuna and went back to the kitchen. Asuna looked at it and frowned.
"Hey, who's paying for this anyway? I'm broke and I doubt you have any money of your own."
"Nah forget about it, 's all on Chao's tab." Asuna paused in her eating and gave Naruko a confused stare.
"Chao's paying for all this?" Naruko nodded, picking up the second bowl and shoving the contents into her mouth.
"Yeah she pays for all my meals." She explained through a mouthful of noodles. Asuna put her eating utensils down and gave the blonde across from her an incredulous look.
"Wait really?"
"Well not the ones Satsuki makes in our room but yeah. Sometimes she pays for my manga and stuff as well."
"What, and you get all that for nothing?"
"Well…not really nothin'…I er…help Chao test her things what she makes." She nodded. "Yeah, she's always makin' stuff ya' know, so I try it out and she covers my meals and stuff." Asuna frowned and crossed her arms.
"Wow, Chao must be loaded then, to be able to afford what you eat." Naruko shrugged.
"I guess. I never really though much 'bout it." She looked down at her bowl and pushed the noodles around a little. "I kinda owe her a lot, I guess…" She stared into her bowl, surprising Asuna with her sudden solemnity. Picking up a few strands of noodles between her chopsticks, she gave them a fond look. "Heh, Chao were the one who bought my first bowl of ramen. Was the best damn thing I ever ate." The fond smile fell as she regarded the ramen for longer, and Asuna shuffled, feeling awkward from this new atmosphere. She regretted bringing something up that apparently bothered the usually exuberant blonde. She wasn't sure what it was that bothered her, but she still felt like an ass.
'Damn it Asuna, think of something!' She panicked, trying to think of something to knock Naruko out of her funk. Seeing Naruko act so out of character was seriously unsettling. "Er…see any good movies lately?" As soon as she said it she cursed herself. 'Seriously, is that all I could think of? Might as well just asked her about the damn weather!' But lo and behold, Naruko's expression lightened at the question.
"Yeah, I did! Went and saw the Hajime no Ippo movie!" Asuna blinked.
'Wait, that worked?' "O-Oh yeah, that sounds cool…er, what exactly is that anyway?" Naruko dropped her chopsticks and openly gaped at Asuna. "W-What?"
"You ain't never heard of Hajime no Ippo?" Naruko gasped, scandalised. She closed her eyes and clapped her hands together (the occupants of the tables either side of them looked in alarm as their plates rattled). "Kami-sama, please forgive this ignorant child."
"Oi, watch it!" Asuna snapped, flushing a little. "So what if I ain't heard about it? What's the big deal?!" Naruko gasped again and leant back in her seat.
"Ya-Ya heathen! Hajime no Ippo is a fuckin' classic!" With a fire in her eyes, Naruko subjected Asuna to an hour of explaining the many reasons why Hajime no Ippo is an amazing series, her previous mood long forgotten. As Asuna sat and listened to the fangasm coming out of Naruko's mouth, she couldn't help but smile a little, glad the blonde had cheered up again.
One hour later
"And then WHAM BAM BAM WHAM! He hits him with the Demspey Roll and his face hits the fuckin' mat!" Asuna groaned, face flat against the table as she absently pushed a grain of rice around her plate.
'I take it back, I preferred her mod earlier! At least she was quiet!'
"-and then Takamura smashed the guy down as soon as he got up and-"
'GAAAAAAAAAGH!'
Chapter End
Sorry about the huge delay everyone, but damn University has kept me busy. Between writing a script, planning a documentary, planning a solo project, filming, and sitting through the most boring lectures imaginable (if I didn't already hate Documentaries before I fucking do now JESUS!) I have had neither the time nor the energy to really spend much time on writing. I also had bronchitis for about 2 weeks so I didn't really feel like doing any writing then either. Not fun being sick.
"You should have hand-gargled!"
Damn it Kyoko that's never going to be a thing! Get out of here anyway, you're not even in either of these animes!
"Meh, laters!"
Sigh, the stress of the last few weeks is apparently driving me insane. Though, once I'm done with this week I have two weeks off for Christmas to chill out, so I'm looking forward to that. Maybe I'll feel like doing some more writing then, who knows.
But enough of that, it's time for Question Corner. Are you ready Naruko?
"Am I still getting ramen for this?"
Yes.
"Then bring it on!"
Ok then, first question comes from Engineer4Ever, who has a question for Asuna, so through the powers of having a keyboard I will summon her right now!
"Huh, where the hell am I?"
You're here to answer questions that the readers have.
"…Why?"
Because it's nice to engage with the readers, lets them know I like to hear from them, all that good stuff. So, if you have no complaints, here's the question; ~On a scale of 1-10, 10 being over *obligatory DBZ ref* how would you rate yours and Naruko's Baka Power? (Yue answer if Asuna refuses if you kindly would) By the by, you my second Fav Yue, keep rockin' ;)~
"EH?! WHO THE HELL'S GOT BAKA POWER!"
Do I need to bring in Yue for this?
"Grr, if anyone has Baka Power than its Naruko! Her Baka Power is so high mortals can't even sense it! She's the Super Baka God Super Baka!"
Nah she's Baka Green not Baka Blue. Actually, if anyone's a Super Baka God Super Baka it's Baka Red over her; or at least she's the primary version.
"YOU WHAT?! YOU WANNA GO, YOU DBZ NERD?!"
Well, ignoring the chronologically misplaced reference brought up by Asuna, I think we answered that question pretty well, moving on.
"LIKE HELL WE'RE MOVING O-" Pop.
Ah, good old quiet again. Next question comes from OBSERVER01: who asks Naruko; ~whats your favorite video and computer games?~
"Fighting games, duh! Dead or Alive is the best one though!"
Three guesses why. God, just wait for the day that Senran Kagura is finally released in this world.
"Wassat?"
Oh, nothing for you to worry about for another 8 years. Let's just say you'll probably like it a lot. Next question comes from SanDemonMax; Naruko! My buddy! My friend, pal, co-conspirator- *washed away by a sand wave*
Gaara: Naruko, do you have any plans for when the Kyoto field trip rolls around?~
"Kyoto? Meh, I dunno, just hang around? Not all that bothered 'bout it really…Don't reckon anythin' excitin'll happen though right?"
Uh, yeah, sure…nothing…
"Is it time for me to enter this crossover yet?"
No no no shut up! You're not in it yet! Get back in that box damn it!
"…Ok…"
"…Who was that?"
Oh, nobody… important…ANYWAY we're out of questions so it's time to wrap up this segment.
"Yo yo, imma wrap rap, do the wrap rap!"
Piss off Kyoko!
"Oi where's my ramen?"
You can piss off too!
…
Yeah, definitely time to get some sleep, methinks.
Until next time!