"Lady Kiryuin? Is there a problem?" a man asked her as they both sat in a boardroom, surrounded by other individuals that seemed to be of equal global stature. "By the looks of it, that phone call had to be some serious business."
"It is, Mr. Joshuyo. Please excuse me." Ragyo replied as she then stood up and suddenly left the room, leaving others to be outright bewildered by her sudden desire to depart.
"Can we resume this discussion another day?" another, much older looking man in a dark gray suede business suit asked her right after she left, much to the embarrassment of the others.
Outside the building, Ragyo approached the limousine and was greeted by Takiji Kuroido, who opened one of the rear doors and spoke out, "My lady! Please get in! We don't have much time to waste!"
"This better be worth the dismissal, Mr. Kuroido." Ragyo groaned back as she got in the limo and sat on one of the back seats while her butler closed the door, got onto the driver's seat and drove off.
Inside the Kiryuin Conglomerate headquarters, Ragyo, Rei Hououmaru, Takiji and several Tabuchi ArmsTech guards were all standing inside the room Junjōtsu was stored in, examining the damaged metallic object and the utterly destroyed windows Nui and her kamui left behind.
"How..how did this happen?" Ragyo asked the others, completely bewildered by the insane sight.
"You see, my lady...something truly...bizarre happened after you left for the meeting. Something even I cannot comprehend." Rei replied as she had great difficulty even grasping the unusual events that happened mere minutes ago.
"As far as I can tell, someone stole Junjōtsu and blew up the windows as a means of escape." Ragyo responded, assuming that was the series of events that happened.
"...not at all, my lady." one of the armored soldiers nervously chimed in, sweating like a hog underneath the helmet. "There's someone that really needs to speak with you. She can vouch for what happened."
"Take me to her, Sergeant Kawashima." Ragyo asked the soldier, hoping this woman would have all the information of what went down during her brief absence.
"Right this way, Lady Kiryuin." Sergeant Kawashima replied as he then led Ragyo out of the room and towards a hallway where Nui Harime...the one that unabashedly affiliates herself with the Kiryuin Conglomerate, was seen laying a wall in the hallway.
"NUI!" Ragyo ecstatically greeted her oldest daughter as soon as she spotted her, which prompted the blonde haired girl in the tattered pink dress to stand up and hug her mother.
"MOMMY! I thought I would never see you again!" Nui cried back as she embraced her mother.
"Ummmm...what happened to your clothes?" Ragyo asked as she noticed that half of her dress was torn off and the half that remained had some bloodstains on it, not to mention that half of her hair was not done up in its usual style.
"Mommy...remember that imposter we tried to suppress?"
"Yes, Nui. What about the other you?"
"The thing about the imposter is that...uhhhh...it managed to escape."
"The hell do you mean by that, Nui?!"
"She...she...she managed to cut herself free from me. Used the scissor blade to cut me in half and...exploited my life fibers to grow herself a body of her own. I...I don't know how she was able to, but she did. Mommy! That imposter...that imposter is going to pretend its me and screw everything up!" Nui told her mother in great detail, which Ragyo found to be quite unsettling.
"That's...that's impossible, Nui! There's no way a person, let alone a person with life fibers ingrained in their DNA, could split themselves into two separate people...unless...unless the imposter was another soul altogether." Ragyo inquired as she quickly thought over this bizarre yet crucial information and realized how outright horrifying it really is to her. "That other you wasn't just any ordinary split personality, Nui. It was a completely different soul that you shared a body with altogether."
"How did that happen, mommy?" Nui asked as she remained sitting against the wall, covering her exposed right breast with her arms.
"I suppose it had something to do with how I conceived you, my darling." Ragyo replied as she had her right index finger leaning against her chin and her left arm resting underneath her right arm. "Maybe that's why The Chancellor kept calling you a pitiful creature. She knew that you were sharing a body with another all this time."
"Who is this Chancellor person, mommy?" Nui asked her mother, curious to know more about this mysterious individual.
"A monster you should never, ever have the misfortune of meeting." Ragyo snapped back, sounding greatly agitated over hearing her oldest daughter mentioning that woman's name, which shut Nui up immediately.
"Lady Kiryuin. We just got word that two internet news reporters were found dead in their respective homes." Rei Hououmaru informed her as she approached her boss.
"Oh? Any names, Ms. Hououmaru?" Ragyo replied upon receiving this info.
"Shinjirō Nagita and Akio Juba, my lady." Rei responded as she looked over several papers that detailed Honno City's most recent incidents. "According to first hand reports, the bodies of both men were found in an extremely malnourished, gaunt condition. Not a single heartbeat either."
"That's strange." Ragyo replied back as she heard the report. "Did Shinichi Nakashino and Tama Osawa find any signs of foul play?"
"Not yet, my lady. They just received their bodies at their lab mere hours ago. It may take them the whole week to fully process a definitely cause of death in both men."
"I see."
"Speaking of dead bodies, my lady...Warden Ogasawara of Honnoji Penitentiary found a dead body in the bathroom stalls at dawn." Rei added as she continued to skim through the report. "Supposedly a victim of a vicious stabbing, according to his own personal account of the discovery. This body was also sent to the Tabuchi ArmsTech laboratory for further examination."
"That's weird." Ragyo replied after she heard that other tidbit. "Did the warden find anyone that might have an idea of who committed this deed?"
"Well...Warden Ogasawara did question a Pierre Laporte over the sudden murder and he said that the murder was most likely an alcohol induced, self-inflicted suicidal stabbing….whatever that means." Rei replied back as she further looked into the report and fed off what she read to her boss.
"Well I guess that does it, then." Ragyo responded as she then started to walk away from the others. "Please help clean my darling Nui up and get into something more modest, Ms. Hououmaru."
"Will do, my lady." Rei told Ragyo as she helped Nui back up and started to escort her out of the area.
However, before both individuals left, they heard Ragyo blurt out in a bemused tone, "By the way...who is Pierre Laporte?"
Back in America, the real Nui remained hovering above the ground while everyone below her were still utterly flabbergast by her sudden appearance.
"Nui? Nui?!" Tsumugu stammered out as he was totally shocked to see the woman he was a successful duo of the law and was harboring romantic feelings towards seemingly back with nary a trace of the psycho that was passing off as her lately. He then looked at Nonon and asked her, "Do you really think that's really her?"
"Fuck if I know, Detective." Nonon snapped back, sporting a far more apathetic attitude than the others. "Just ask her yourself."
"I'll just wait and see then." Tsumugu shrugged after hearing the pink haired girl in the punked out black and gold marching band uniform respond in a rather dry, sarcastic manner.
"Rich? RICH!? The fuck am I looking at?" Kevin Casavantes asked his boss via headset as he was perched up on top of his late cohort's house, laying down in a prone position and peering through the scope of his sniper rifle while being equally dumbfounded by Nui's sudden appearance. "I swore this bitch was for us!"
"I don't think this is Ragyo Kiryuin's Nui Harime, Kev." Dr. Batty replied as he remained face to face against Satsuki Matoi, neither of which had yet initiated their inevitable fight. "Go ahead and shoot her down if you want."
"Right on, Rich." Kevin replied back as he loaded his rifle up and aimed it towards Nui's head, with its crosshires on sight and added, "One exploding head comin' up!", which he then subsequently pulled the trigger.
As the bullet flew out of the rifle's barrel, Nui instantly noticed it and retaliated by slicing it in half with her scissor blade, which rattled the war vet down to the core.
"What...the hell?" Kevin stammered to himself as he couldn't believe that the blonde haired woman was able to stop such a precise bullet with her blade with total ease. "That's impossible!". He then pressed a button on his headset and told several Tabuchi ArmsTech soldiers, "Boys...please blow the bitch away for me. Doing this shit discreetly ain't going to cut it."
"Affirmative." one of the soldiers replied as he and a few others aimed their assault rifles at Nui and opened fire, expecting to get a few shots in. However, Nui immediately vanished out of sight for a few seconds, only to suddenly resurface in front of one of the armed soldiers, which she then jammed her scissor blade right through his chest, lifted him off the ground and tossed him aside, leaving behind a bloody trail on the grass.
"FUCK! SHE JUST KILLED KATSU!" another soldier yelled as he witnessed his teammate slaughtered in front of her eyes. "MAKE THAT BITCH PAY!".
As soon as she saw the other soldiers charge her, Nui suddenly made her scissor blade reconfigure itself into what appeared to a dual bladed scythe and swiftly glided through them, quickly hacking the soldiers up into various gory pieces of bloodied body parts that got scattered all across the field.
"And I thought you and your sister were tough to beat." Dr. Batty told Satsuki as they both witnessed the copious carnage Nui was inflicting.
"So what's keeping you from fighting me, Doctor Batty?" Satsuki replied as she still awaited for her fight with him to initiate.
"Nothing at all, Ms. Matoi. Might as well get it over with." Richard replied back as he twirled his machetes around two times and entered a fighting stance, finally ready to duke it out with the black and blue hared again once more.
However, Nui suddenly got in front of Satsuki and told her, "I'll handle this." in a tone of speech that firmly confirmed to Satsuki that the Nui Harime that showed up is the one that she initially met after her first day of attending Honnoji Academy, has come back with a vengeance.
Satsuki quickly nodded and stepped aside to allow Nui to deal with the masked maniac that's been a thorn in her side for a while now, much to Dr. Batty's confusion.
"What's the matter, Satsuki? Bailing out of this fight like a little child who got their candy stolen from them? That's rather poor psychology on your part." Richard coldly balked at the black and blue haired Japanese girl's sudden self-dismissal.
"Not if its my big sister doing the job for me...Dick." Satsuki replied as she curved her lips into a mischievous smirk, much to Richard's surprise.
Hah! She called you a dick, Dick.
"Didn't I already tell you to stop pretending to have a voice in head?" Nui spoke out as she expressed complete contempt for the murderous therapist. "You can never pretend to have such ills around a person who finally broke away from the voice that made their life a living hell!"
"So is that what happened, Ms. Harmie? You finally managed to cleanse yourself of the other you? Sounds quite implausible for such a basket case like you." Richard laughed back, unimpressed by what the blonde and purple haired woman in her early thirties was telling him.
"Then try not to be unimpressed by this!" Nui quickly quipped as she suddenly sliced through the masked man's machetes with her dual bladed scythe looking scissor blade, shattering their blades immediately.
"Oh snap!" Satsuki inquired as she witnessed Dr. Batty's blades crumbling down to the ground.
"OH SHIT!" Nonon shouted as she was also quite impressed by what Nui did to the machetes.
"HOLY FUCKING CRAP!" Ryuko yelled, making herself the third person to express her own surprise to Nui's actions. "SHE BROKE HIS FUCKING MACHETES!"
Dick, my dear old friend...I think we're fucked.
"Shut up. Now's not the time to act stupid." Richard quietly told his mask as he scrambled to find a substitute weapon, quickly searching through his coat pockets to then grab a knife with a shiny black blade Ragyo gave to him as a gift.
Right before he could even use it, Nui suddenly jammed her scissor blade's upper scythe through Richard's chest, lifted him off the ground, smashed him back down and up several times (with each subsequent slam more grotesque looking than the last), dragged him right up to her face and told him, "I had enough of your mockery. Time to FUCK OFF!"
Although Dr. Batty was about to pull the knife out and stab Nui, she interrupted that by leaning the scythe back and quickly swatting it forward in a violent matter, launching Dr. Batty into the air for the others to see.
"Crap! There he goes again." Kevin remarked to himself as he saw his therapist flying to the sky, knowing that he'll see him again soon.
As he flew in the air, Dr. Batty was suddenly struck by an incoming helicopter that smashed itself face first into him, knocking him out of the air and down towards a highway, which he then landed on like a slab of meat getting tossed into a frying pan.
Although he laid on the ground for at least two minutes, Dr. Batty slowly stood back up, looking like an utter disaster. However, this brief moment of silence was short lived as Richard was suddenly struck by an incoming family sedan, which launched him into the windshield of a nearby SUV, cracking it in the process, only to then roll off of it and land on the pavement, covered in lesions, cuts, broken shards of glass and blood.
Due to the copious amounts of pain he's in, Dr. Batty started to slowly crawl on the ground, breathing heavily and spewing a foul mix of blood and saliva out of his mouth, yet as soon as he crawled several inches away from where he landed, he was then ran over by a heavily refurbished nineteen seventy six Ford Mustang, which resulting in a nightmarish meeting between flesh, bone and car tire, creating some first and second degree burns on Dr. Batty's face, leaving him a bloody, seemingly lifeless mess on the highway.
"You guys seem like you're upset." Nui sarcastically told the Tabuchi ArmsTech soldiers as they cowered in utter fear over her presence. "Can't fight your way out of this one, ya chumps!"
"Retreat, everyone! Retreat the fuck out of here!" Kevin Casavantes ordered the soldiers as he dismantled his sniper rifle, hastily shoved the parts back into a black briefcase, hopped off the rooftop of his deceased teammate's home and made a run for it himself, joining the others in their attempt to flee from the area.
"Look at that shit. They're a bunch of complete pussies!" Nui laughed as she watched Kevin Casavantes and the Tabuchi ArmsTech soldiers run back into their personal aircraft, making it fly away shortly afterward. "Pussies with no honor at all."
"Please...for the love of fuck...tell me you're my partner, Nui. Please...please tell me its really you." Tsumugu begged as he approached her from behind.
"Well of course I am, partner. Who the hell did you think I was? A deranged, mommy loving maniac in a pink tutu that loves to spam French phrases? Fuck no, I ain't that fake. It's really me, man. It's...really...me, Tsumugu Kinagase." Nui quickly replied, confirming her partner's hopeful suspicions in a way he hadn't heard in some time...though he also had that butterflies in the stomach sensation hit him hard as soon as he heard her talking in a slower, far more sincere, sarcasm free tone halfway through her response.
"Oh thank fuck." Tsumugu responded as he then extended his arms out and gave Nui a hug, who accepted it and embraced her partner in justice by wrapping her arms around his waist, prompting him to rest his head on her chest. "I...I really thought I lost you."
"I'm not the person to count out in a fight, buddy." Nui quietly replied back as tears began to run down her face, in synchronicity with her partner's own tears. "If those punk ass bastards that shot the shit out of me couldn't ice me, neither could my own damn mother."
"Duly noted, Nui. Duly noted." Tsumugu told his partner as he patted his right hand on her back, all while she coyly slid her fingers up and down against his in response.
"I hate to break up this reunion, big sis but...what happened to the other you?" Satsuki asked Nui as she approached her and Tsumugu, curious to know about the other Nui's fate.
"She's...no longer inside me, Satsuki. No longer stuck inside to torment my mind and violate my soul for her own perverse desires." Nui responded as she turned her head towards her younger sister. "However...that doesn't mean she's gone completely, unfortunately."
"What the fuck do you mean by that?!" Ryuko shouted out to her oldest sister as she injected herself into the conversation. "She's gone...yet...still around? What exactly did you fucking do then? Hire a fucking exorcist to get rid of her or some shit?"
"No, Ryuko." Nui quickly responded to her youngest sister in a mostly serious tone. "What I mean is that she's no longer inside me...but is not gone from this world. I...uhhhhhh...managed to split ourselves in two."
"...I beg your pardon?" Tsumugu chimed in as she suddenly scrambled away from Nui, unnerved by this revelation. "What do you mean by...splitting yourselves into two? Like...using some sci-fi shit to transfer the other you into another body or...or...oh please god don't even be joking around with such things!"
"Yes, guys. I….heh...used this trusty little bastard and...stabbed myself with it so I could...ummm...cut myself in half once I managed to regain enough control of my own body in a room that had no one else looking." Nui explained as she showed her purple colored scissor blade to the others to help illustrate the actions she was describing." I thought...it was going to kill me completely but instead...the life fibers inside me actually managed to regenerate the halves I split apart into two new bodies. I mean...I don't even know how the fucking hell my own body was able to do that, but I guess that it finally realized that one body wasn't enough for two souls, so that's how it all went down, everyone. There's now two Nui Harimes in this world. One that's standing right in front of you...and another that's still in Japan, presumably begging her mother to hunt my ass down."
"...shit. You really managed to self-duplicate yourself, Harime? That's fucking insane!" Ryuko stammered out after hearing Nui's detailed recollection of how she managed to break away from her bad half.
"I know, baby sis. Perhaps when this stupid war is over with, it'll go down as an urban legend in the history books." Nui replied as she passed by Ryuko and patted her back. She then looked at Satsuki and asked her, "So...where's dad?"
"He's back in the Naked Moon. We'll take you back with us, but first we need to pick someone up from school." Tsumugu told her as he then pointed his finger towards Marilyn Nickelsen, who felt like a real fish out of water compared to the others.
"Wait...we're going to pick that dead woman's kid up from school?" Sanageyama chimed in, surprised that they'll be taking both Marilyn and her nephew along for the ride. "Wouldn't that make us kidnappers?"
"Not if we tell the authorities the truth about how that boy's father died." Ryuko replied while passing by her boyfriend, quickly smacking his buttocks as a gesture just for kicks. "Or at least what info Inumuta dug up from our friends at the Kiryuin Conglomerate."
"Fair point." Sanageyama replied back as he recalled the woman being a bit of a lunatic when he first saw her during the Kiryuin Conglomerate's failed siege on Nudist Beach in Ōsaka.
"So...are we done here, everyone?" Satsuki asked the others in a polite tone since there wasn't much else to do at that area, which prompted the others to nod their heads in response. She then added, "That settles it. Let's go.", leading to her and the rest to head on back to the vehicle most of them initially arrived in.
"Simon Nickelsen. Is there a problem?" an overweight woman in a poofy black dress with a ladybug pattern asked the young boy as he sat by his desk, looking rather distant.
She was about to ask Simon again, but her classroom door opened, in which a younger, significantly skinnier woman poked out from and told her, "Ms. Emerson. Someone's here to take Simon home."
"Okay, Mrs. Rodgers." Ms. Emerson replied, which she then turned her attention back towards Simon and told him while raising her voice a little, "Simon Nickelsen. You're excused."
Upon hearing what his teacher told him, Simon quietly got off his desk and left the classroom. He then walked down the hallway and approached the front door, in which he found himself face to face with Marilyn Nickelsen, his aunt.
"Auntie Mary? What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to pick you up. Your mommy has gone bye bye and told me to take care of you." Marilyn told him as she got on her knees while sporting a big, warm smile.
"Good. I heard mommy say that she turned daddy's tummy gummies into baby food." Simon nonchalantly replied as he lightly tugged his arms around his aunt's waist. "Will you be a better mommy for me?"
"Yes, Simon. I'll be a better mommy. I promise." Marilyn told him as she stood back up while reaching her left hand out to him, which Simon then grabbed a hold of with his right hand, leading to both individuals walking out of the school.
"Glad to see that little boy in safer arms." Satsuki told Nui as they both stood by the massive combat humvee they used to drive around in for this particular trip. "We all know what being raised by a crazy parent can do to a person."
"As far as I can tell, Ryuko seems to have turned out rather okay all things considered." Nui (who was now seen wearing Junjōtsu in her normal, stationary form) replied, going off of what she has seen of her youngest sister in action.
"I guess all of my hard work has finally paid off then." Satsuki responded, recalling her entire rivalry with her younger sister. "Was worried that what I started was all for naught."
"I'm sure she appreciates what you were doing now that she has seen what mom is truly capable of. I sure as hell appreciate you trying to help my own ass out by the way. Bringing your early recollections of seeing your dad helping me out after I escaped from mom's clutches to my attention as a fighting cry for my return certainly was a smart move on your part."
"Thanks, sis. I've actually been remembering a lot of early memories lately. That, seeing dad...ahem...fake his death in front of my eyes, the day I first met Nonon and Iori, the day a bit of my hair turned blue and a lot of others. Really weird how going through such strenuous times can retrieve things you thought you completely forgot about."
Right after Satsuki finished talking, Marilyn and Simon walked up to her and Nui with Marilyn speaking out to the foreigners, "We're ready."
Both Satsuki and Nui then nodded in acknowledgment and walked off towards the humvee with Marilyn and Simon close behind, all finally ready to get out of this city and move onto other things.
"Where's Dr. Batty?" Izanami asked Kevin Casavantes as he and the remaining Tabuchi ArmsTech soldiers entered their aircraft (which isn't nearly as big as the Naked Moon).
"Dr. Batty's dead!" Kevin screamed back as he kicked an ammo box on the floor, launching it into a nearby wall. "That damn Nui killed him! Sent him hurling into a damn highway. Watched him...get run over and turned into roadkill."
"The woman in the pink dress killed Dr. Batty? That doesn't make any sense." Izanami responded, completely dumbfounded by this news.
"That woman in the pink dress is not on our side anymore, Izanami. She wasn't even wearing that fucking dress when she showed up. She was wearing one of those fucking kamuis of all things!" Kevin replied, elaborating on some of the details of what he just witnessed.
"So...what now, Mr. Casavantes? I don't have a passport back to Japan and I still need to avenge my fiance's death."
"Well...how about you come with me back to Texas and lay low in my place for a few days. If Lady Kiryuin takes a trip to America to meet up with us, we can try to sort this mess out but if not, we'll figure out something of our own."
"Why Texas, Mr. Casavantes? Is there something special about it?"
"My wife and kids are there. Arlington to be precise." Kevin told Izanami as he took his goku uniform off and began to put on a white T-shirt and denim jeans. "I'm sure they won't mind a foreigner like you, nor will most of the folk that live there, just be glad you were born Japanese and not Arab because...fuck me if you were Arab...or Muslim."
"What's the matter with Arabs and Muslims, Mr. Casavantes?" Izanami asked Kevin, shocked by his harsh change of tone when mentioning middle easterns.
"Lotsa unamerican shit, Mr. Nishimura. Shit so unamerican, they only deserve to die in the most unglorified ways suitable for such human waste." Kevin responded as his voice temporarily grew lower and gruffer sounding.
"Can you...please stop talking like that, Mr. Casavantes?" Izanami replied, growing greatly concerned for his sudden change of attitude.
"Sure thing, Ms. Nishimura!" Kevin replied back as he immediately switched back to a tone of voice Izanami was more familiar with. "I get a little carried away talking about dastardly infidels. Nothing more American than wanting to bash their heads in until they look like raspberry jelly on home baked bread."
"So when do we leave, Mr. Casavantes?" Izanami asked, sounding a bit like a little kid.
"As soon as you put on something normal looking." Kevin replied as he gently tossed her a bag full of clothes, prompting Izanami to gently nod her head in response. "I managed to salvage some clothes Evelyn left behind. I don't know if they'll fit you, but give it a try anyway."
"So how are we going to accomplish this plan of yours, Maiko?" Henry asked her as they and Ophelia Harrison laid on the floor of the shower stall, the same area they had a lengthy conversation with the now deceased Shinjirō Nagita. "Does anyone in this goddamn place know where Pierre's cell room is?"
"I've been there." Ophelia chimed in while raising her right hand as she recalled her brief time as one of Pierre Laporte's groupies upon being let out of her cell room. "We just need to keep out of Pierre's sight before going in."
"That's right, Ophelia. You were taken under his wing for a bit." Henry groaned while lightly smacking his forehead. "Can't believe I forgot about that already."
"Are you still on good speaking terms with him?" Maiko asked Ophelia since she and Henry weren't sure if things were still smooth between the incarcerated cannibal and the eccentric Frenchman.
"For the most part, we are." Ophelia replied while looking quite unenthused by the prospect of having to hang around with Pierre again, even for a temporary purpose.
"That's a start." Maiko replied back, satisfied that this plan will be allowed to go off without a hitch. "Perhaps you can give us the location of his cell room and we go investigate it while you distract him by doing something that would keep his attention off us."
"I'm certainly on board with that scheme." Henry chimed in, finding the suggested plan to be quite sound.
"...yeah, I guess it'll work." Ophelia shrugged as she begrudgingly accepted the plan.
"Good. We'll start first thing tomorrow." Maiko told the others as she stood up, looking very satisfied with the brief, successful brainstorming session that just wrapped up. "For now, however, we'll go back to doing our own things just so no one catches onto what we're up to."
"Great. I'll go get something in the mess hall." Henry told Maiko as he stood up and walked away, waving goodbye to his cellmate for the time being.
"I'll just go back to my cell and take a nap." Ophelia added as she also got up and left the shower area, leaving Maiko Ogure all by herself.
Without anyone else to talk to, Maiko got up and walked away from the bathroom area, feeling rather secure over not getting caught since the others left at different times. Times far enough from each other to not raise any suspicions for what they were planning to do the next day.
Back inside the Naked Moon, Shiro Iori was in the middle of finishing another Nudist Beach goku uniform (presumably one for Houka Inumuta, though a partially finished one that appeared to be for Jun Gamagoori was resting on a nearby rack). However, his work was interrupted as two hands lightly planted themselves over his eyes, one of which was sporting a very familiar blue glove.
"Guess who?" an equally familiar female voice asked him in a playful tone.
"Gamagoori's sister?" Iori replied in a bemused tone as he nervously looked at the unfinished kamui he made for Jun.
"No, silly." Satsuki replied back as she then gently turned Iori's head, pulled his surgical mask down towards his chin and locked lips, resulting in him feeling like he's about to melt into a puddle of euphoric, ecstasy ridden goop. Satsuki then nudged her away from Iori's face and added, "Bet you were waiting for that."
"Unhhh...yeah, Satsuki." Iori nervously laughed as his cheeks immediately took on a pale reddish hue. "Good thing you're done with the tyrant act, though I wish you didn't tear that uniform up I made for you."
"Sorry about that." Satsuki laughed back while smiling. "It was a nice uniform though."
"No need to apologize. It looked and felt nicer than it really was." Iori told her, admitting that the outfit was structurally flimsy and probably didn't take long to be made.
"But I still liked it for what it was." Satsuki replied as she then slowly lowered her arms towards Iori's shoulders and planted them against the back of his neck while lightly bouncing her hips left and right, looking like she was ready for a second round of kisses and even the start of potential foreplay.
However, right as Satsuki and Iori's lips were about to touch each other, Ryuko suddenly entered the room and loudly blurted out, "Dad needs you with us, Satsuki. He's...feeling quite dumbfounded by our big sister being here."
"One second, Ryuko." Satsuki quickly replied as she and Iori were both quite saddened by their possible love making session being shafted unceremoniously. She then told him, "Guess we'll have to pick this back up later."
"Yeah." Iori responded as he put his surgical mask back over his mouth. "Perhaps it'll be for the better too since we could take this to a more...discreet room just for the two of us."
"I...really like the sound of that." Satsuki replied back while sporting a small, sensual smirk, only to then whisper to Iori, "Gosh if it wasn't for my sisters, i'd get wet just thinking of the two of us alone in a room."
"...that's a rather naughty train of thought for a person like you, Satsuki Matoi." Iori quietly laughed as he heard her talking with a slight spiciness in her tone.
"Shiro Iori The nicest girls in the world are easily the filthiest players in bed. I'm no exception." Satsuki quietly told him right before she left to meet up with her sisters and the others. "See you later."
"See you later too." Iori replied as he waved Satsuki goodbye as he saw her leaving with Ryuko, only to then see her pause right at the door, wave him back and even blow a kiss to him, which inadvertently made blood lightly drip out of his nose and caused his groin to grow a bit rock hard, much to his embarrassment.
"So explain this to me again, Nui. You...managed to break free from your other half and generated a whole body for yourself?" Soichiro, accompanied by Mitsuharu and Aikuro, (whom were all sitting by a table in a private room, looking quite dumbfounded by Nui Harime's presence) asked her as he looked right into her eyes, trying to comprehend what she told him.
"Yes, Mr. Matoi." Nui replied as she sat with Satsuki, Nonon, Tsumugu, Ryuko and Sanageyama opposite her new superiors, still having to explain the bizarre phenomenon she experienced. "I managed to gain enough control of my body to pierce the scissor blade through my stomach and knocked myself down so it could cut through all the way up to my head. This kicked in the self-healing properties the life fibers intertwined through my genetics, which...as far as I know...realized that there really should be two bodies to accommodate two souls and did exactly that. Gave myself a body, complete with a strand of purple hair to indicate my life fiber infused DNA and also gave...that phony a body of her own, allowing the two halves of what was once a sole body to become two. Its something I have a hard time comprehending but you know what? Fuck it. I'll take it wholeheartedly."
"I see, Nui." Soichiro replied back while lightly shaking his head in slight disbelief. "Also, it seems that you're now able to synchronize with Junjōtsu after going through this rather extreme separation. Looks like your prior inability to synchronize with her was partly due to your body having to accommodate a second soul and since you've broken away from the other soul, you can synchronize with kamuis now."
"Yeah. It was a long time coming, but i'm glad I can do so now." Nui responded while sporting a satisfied smile.
"Me too, Nui Harime." Junjōtsu chimed in as she was also very happy to be worn by the person she was made for.
"And i'm glad to be finally working alongside you, baby sister." Junketsu told Junjōtsu as he shifted his eyes towards her.
"Likewise." Senketsu added while lightly bobbing his eyes up and down. "A family of kamuis together at last."
"Same goes for a trio of life fiber infused sisters fighting together." Ryuko spoke up in an enthusiastic tone as she shoved her right hand out towards her sisters. "Fucking awesome if you ask me."
"Yeah, it's definitely going to be pretty dang awesome, Ryuko." Satsuki replied while smiling as she placed her right hand on top of Ryuko's.
"No shit, Satsuki and Ryuko. We can finally do things as a family. A family of badasses!" Nui added as she put her own respective right hand right on top of her younger sisters, whom were all quite proud to be united at last.
"Before we let go, shall I suggest a slogan to tell our mom once we crush her little tyrannical empire?" Satsuki asked his sisters since she was more or less the defacto leader of the trio.
"Go ahead, Satsuki. I'm up for a slogan." Nui replied, curious to know what she had in mind.
"It better be something cool." Ryuko chimed in, sounding a bit more hesitant to such an idea.
"Nonsense…is how we roll." Satsuki responded to both sisters while nodding her head to add a bit of an oomph to what she told them.
"I like the sound of that." Nui replied back while smirking.
"Me too." Ryuko added as she was expressing a rather cocky looking grin. "Can't wait for our fucking mom to hear that. It could make her fucking head explode for all we know."
"Not sure if I would go that far, but whatever reaction mom will have to our slogan will most certainly be priceless." Satsuki responded to Ryuko as they and Nui kept their right hands on top of each other.
"A reaction i'll happily take to my grave for as long as I live." Nui replied while smiling, imagining how such a scenario would play out in her head.
"Fuck yeah! We roll with nonsense, use nonsense as a means of pride and thrive in the nonsense that makes life what it is! Fucking A!" Ryuko enthusiastically shouted as she pumped her right hand upward, energizing her sisters quite a bit.
"Fucking A!" Nui chimed in as she also pumped her right hand into the air.
"Ehhhh….ummmm…flipping A?" Satsuki added in a sarcastic tone while slowly jerking her right hand towards the ceiling, all while her sisters gave her funny looks.
"I'll roll with that." Nui told Satsuki as she patted her left shoulder.
"Eh...fuck it, That's work just fine." Ryuko shrugged while shaking her head in minor disapproval.
"Ryuko! Can you do me a bit favor?" Sanageyama chimed in as he suddenly entered the room.
"Yeah what, baby?"
"My sister told me that she found out where our parents are currently at."
"Okay. You want me to tag along so you can introduce me to them?"
"That's exactly what I told Mayumi mere seconds ago, Ryuko. She's told them a lot about you and there's really no other way around it."
"Fine, Uzu. I'm sure whatever my sisters had in mind can wait. Where exactly are your parents at anyway?"
"Wyoming. They're currently in the final process of setting up their global food chain in that particular city. That's really why they haven't been around much for much of my teenhood, Ryuko. I haven't even see them in person in like...fuck...seven years, I think."
"Shit, Uzu. I thought my fucked up family situation was bad...though to be honest, your family situation is far more desirable than my own." Ryuko laughed as she lamented her ongoing issues with Ragyo and whatnot.
"Perhaps its time you take a break, then." Uzu replied while smiling, only to then turn his attention towards Soichiro and asked, "Would that be an issue, Mr. Matoi?"
"Not at all, Mr. Sanageyama. Just make sure you get to New York sooner or later. The Naked Moon will eventually be there to pick you up." Soichiro responded as he accepted Uzu's request, only to then give him a request of his own. "Mako Mankanshoku, Ira Gamagoori and his big sister have already left to travel there for a family reunion of their own, so I like at least pick them and you guys up in one swoop."
"I understand, dad." Ryuko told her biological father as she and Sanageyama shook their heads in acknowledgment.
"Excuse me, Mr. Matoi, but...can I borrow Satsuki and Nonon for a bit?" Houka Inumuta asked Soichiro as he also popped into the area, looking a little distressed.
"What is it, Inu?" Satsuki asked him, curious to know why her tech oriented friend needs her and Nonon's help. "Perhaps Nui and Tsumugu could also join in with us too if that would help."
"Sounds fine but the reason I need you guys to come with me is largely because I need to go to Harvard Tech and get my sister. Not only would it be preferable to get her under our wing, but we could also greatly benefit from her intellect, which far surpasses my own. I'm friggin' serious, Satsuki, but there's some shit Chieko can do in mere seconds that takes me at least five minutes to get done."
"Good. Perhaps she can help us out with the Dōtonbori Robos that need some serious upgrades." Soichiro replied to Inu as he was intrigued by what the young blue haired man said about his sister.
"DTR." Aikuro Mikisugi groaned out in disapproval, much to the others' surprise.
"I'm sure I said Dōtonbori Robo right, Mikisugi." Soichiro replied, confused by his second in command's suddenly irritable attitude
"DTR, Soichiro! DTR!" Aikuro snapped back, frustrated by hearing the full name of those robots Mr. Matoi mentioned.
"For the record, my daughter...Mr. Mikisugi worked as a member of a male stripper trope that called themselves 'The Dōtonbori Strong Body Ensemble' on his free time as a means for Nudist Beach's fiances, which is why he really hates hearing the word 'Dōtonbori' thrown out in any given conversation" Mitsuharu whispered to Nonon, which made her quietly chuckled a bit.
"Alright, enough of this blabbering, everyone. Provide me with the coordinates to these locations and i'll get the vehicles set up for your groups, Inumuta and Sanageyama." Soichiro told them as he wanted them to go on their way to get their respective family members on board, which the others then nodded back to indicate they heard what we said.
However, right before everyone went off to do their own individual mini-missions, Nui walked up to Ryuko, pulled her scissor blade out and told her youngest sister, "Uhhh...Ryuko. Would you mind if...ummmm...we do a trade?"
"What do you mean by a trade, Nui?" Ryuko replied, confused by the nature of this conversation.
"I'd figure that since Satsuki has a scissor blade in her possession, you would be better off wielding the other half." Nui replied back as she gently shoved her scissor blade towards Ryuko with it being held in both of her hands. "Would you have an issue over parting with that sword you call Bakuzan in favor of my scissor blade?"
Faced with an unusual, rather personal dilemma since both the scissor blades and Bakuzan were made by her birth father (in spite of her own personal connection with Bakuzan), Ryuko thought to herself for several seconds until she then swallowed some spit, picked her sword up and nudged it towards Nui while telling her, "Try to treat her nice for me, Nui Harime."
"You can trust me to, Ryuko." Nui responded as she gently took Bakuzan out of her youngest sister's hands, all while Ryuko did the same with the purple scissor blade, which immediately changed colors to red upon making contact with its new wielder's hands (much like the last time Ryuko made physical contact with the scissor blades).
"And since i'm a much nicer person than I used to be, you can also trust me to treat your scissor blade with care, Nui." Ryuko responded back as the half sisters then walked away with their respective new blades in hand, making things even more of a family affair than ever before.
Brighton, Boston, Massachusetts, USA
"Come on, Chieko. We got at least meet Mr. Black...at least I do for the matter." a brunette haired woman in a simple black dress and a black leather jacket told Houka's sister as they both stood inside an elevator. "Don't make a scene over your disapproval of meeting him for god's sake."
"Meeting up with some business guy for the sake of hopping on his genitals is not something that's high on my priority list, Anesthesia." Chieko replied in a deadpan, rather cold tone as she fiddled with her iPad, showing that she's not all that different from her brother in terms of playing with electronics while nothing else was going on. "However, if this is how you want to leech on precious testing time, then so be it."
"Jesus, you can be such a sourpuss." Anesthesia whispered to herself, irritated by how Chieko was acting.
Right after both girls shut themselves up, the elevator doors open, which they were then greeted by a man around Anesthesia's age with a slick haircut and dressed in a black business suit, who told them, "Good to see you made it, Anesthesia Stone and...Chieko Inumuta I presume?"
"Watashi o kamu, yappīsukamu." Chieko groaned back in response to Mr. Black's greeting.
"Huh. I thought your friend spoke English, Anesthesia." Mr. Black replied, confused by Chieko speaking to him in her native tongue.
"She does, but she's...not in a good mood at this moment, so please disregard her shitty attitude, Mr. Black." Anesthesia laughed, humoring with Mr. Black.
"Christopher, Anesthesia. Please call me Christopher." Mr. Black replied with a smooth, silky voice that sent shivers throughout Anesthesia's body and further made Chieko all the more annoyed by being dragged along with this little rendezvous her friend had set up.
"Saki ni ikuto kuso, sudeni kami o fakku! Anata ga masui, watashi no mae ni kare no Dikku o sutte kidō shita baai, watashi wa kinishinaide kudasai." Chieko bitterly snickered at the two Americans that were giving each other the puppy eye stare.
"Your friend really is quite unhappy over us chit chatting, I see." Christopher laughed, trying to ease down the awkward tension. However, he then heard his cellphone ringing, which prompted him to take it out and answer, "Hello?"
"Chris. We need to bake." a middle aged man with long, half gray and half black hair replied as he sat inside what appeared to be a drug lab.
"Dammit dad. Now's not the time." Christopher whispered to his dad, annoyed that he interrupted him at this rather crucial moment.
"C'mon, son. We need to bake. Fred Gordy needs the next batch by 5PM." Christopher's dad responded, disappointed by his son's relatively harsh response.
"...fine. I'll be there in a few." Christopher groaned as he then hung his phone up, turned his attention back towards Anesthesia and told her, "I'm afraid I have to get going. Perhaps we can have dinner tomorrow."
"That sounds ravishing, Christopher." Anesthesia replied, satisfied by the prospects of having dinner with him in spite of their current meeting being cut short. "I'll make sure not to bring Chieko along next time."
"Guddokuso yakkai harai." Chieko whispered to herself, satisfied that she'll get back to dealing with more important issues rather soon. "Watashi wa saisho no basho de kono jakku o ofu ni aitaku arimasendeshita."
"Why the hell did you act like that, Chieko." Anesthesia asked her as they both exited the building Christopher Black works at. "That was really, really unacceptable."
"As far as i'm concerned, it was perfectly acceptable." Chieko replied in a snarky tone, though her facial expression remained as static as before. "We can now get back to the campus and resume our tests."
Since she was quite miffed with how Chieko acted and the general brevity of her first meeting with Christopher Black, Anesthesia slowly shook her head and quietly replied back, "Okay." as they caught a taxi and used it to ride back to their campus.
An hour later, Chieko was seen standing inside a rusty old plane hanger, keeping a close eye on several large electronic boxes full of buttons and switches, all while a white, sixteen foot tall mecha with royal blue stripes quietly stood in front of a brick wall.
"This new pilot suit is great, Chieko. Almost feels like i'm naked while wearing it." Anesthesia enthusiastically told her as she sat inside the mecha's cockpit. "Would you mind if I took it with me tomorrow night and wear it as a fetish suit? I'm sure as hell Christopher would love to fiddle with my nipples underneath all of this latex, velvet and leather."
"Not a chance, Anesthesia." Chieko coldly replied after she shuttered over a rather overtly sexual mental image that popped up in her head. "I don't want you to get the suit dirty in non-combative situations."
"Oh come on, Chieko. At least do me a solid for once. I'm always having to do crap that helps your jail bait ass out." Anesthesia glumly responded after her request to borrow the pilot suit was outright rejected.
"Seems like you forgot that I help with your trig studies on an almost daily basis, Anesthesia." Chieko told her as she remained speaking in a very deadpan tone. She then heard a beeping sound go off, which prompted her to blurt out, "Put the helmet on, Anesthesia. Mekatoron Mach One is ready for her test spin."
"Right." Anesthesia quickly replied as she hastily put on a slick looking helmet with cables attached to the back and planted her hands onto the cockpit controls, awaiting further instructions.
"Give it your best, Anesthesia." Chieko responded as she looked a bit more excited than usual, though as much as her deadpan, stoic nature could muster. "Give it your best."
Using the controls in the cockpit, Anesthesia managed to make the mecha come to life by standing upward, all while Chieko tried her hardest to remained restrained and not overtly express her joy over seeing her creation come to life in a Dr. Victor Frankenstein like manner, not even resorting to scream out "IT'S ALIVE! IT'S ALIVE!" and all that jazz.
"How am I doing, Chieko?" Anesthesia asked as she kept the mecha firmly standing still.
"Superb, Anesthesia." Chieko replied as she looked over the mecha's vitals on a monitor. "Now make it aim its right arm towards the training dummy and unload as much hell on it as possible."
Anesthesia then firmly planted her right finger on a trigger attached to the right side of the cockpit's control panel, which made the mecha's right arm rapidly fire out some bullets onto the training dummy, shredding it into a pile of cotton and torn up cloth.
"Whoa. I think I fucked your training dummy up beyond belief." Anesthesia stammered out to Chieko as she was rather dumbfounded by the sheer industrial power of the mecha's built-in machine gun.
"No, that's not a problem at all, Anesthesia." Chieko replied as she was actually rather satisfied by how quickly the mecha deteriorated her training dummy. "I honestly never liked that piece of crap. Was about time I got a new one."
"So...did I do good?"
"Yes, Anesthesia. You did exceptionally well. I'm quite impressed."
"So this is that big project you've been working on for my class, Chieko Inumta." a woman with long, rich, slightly unkempt black hair that was wearing dark rimmed glasses and a long white lab coat spoke out as she stopped by the hanger's entrance.
"Yes, Professor Mifune. I call it 'Mekatoron Mach One' in case you're wondering." Chieko replied to who is presumed to be one of her teachers at Harvard Tech.
"Is there someone inside piloting it?" Professor Mifune replied as she impatiently tapped her right index and middle fingers (which were, for reasons unknown, completely robotic) against the wall.
"Just me, Professor Mifune." Anesthesia shouted in response via the mecha's intercom.
"Be lucky you're still allowed on these campus grounds with your shitty ass grades in my class, Ms. Stone." Professor Mifune sternly replied to Anesthesia, looking quite irritated.
"She's my assistant, Naomi." Chieko quickly responded in an attempt to diffuse a potentially disastrous situation. "Last time I checked, students working as assistants to other students are allowed to receive the same grades and credits as those they're working for."
As much as Naomi wanted to scream and shout in utter disgust over her own dislike of Chieko, she swallowed her pride and replied, "Fine. Have it your way, Chieko Inumuta. Just don't plan on passing my class so easily."
"I certainly don't, Professor Naomi Mifune." Chieko responded while curving her lips into a slight smile as she saw Naomi strut away in utter frustration.
Right after Naomi left, Anesthesia asked Chieko, "You think she has something planned for tonight's class final?"
"I'm sure she does, Anesthesia. She was, at one point, a robotics child prodigy that was highly sought after in the robotic engineering community and not even the loss of her right hand could stop her momentum. What did stop it...however...was her decision to turn down an appearance at the 35th International Robotics Showcase that pretty much forced her into being a college teacher for other like-minded individuals." Chieko replied while briefly detailing some of Naomi's personal history.
"I guess that and losing her husband in the Boston Bombings sure as hell didn't help her self-esteem either." Anesthesia replied back while sighing a bit as she wiggled her fingers above the cockpit controls.
"Professor Mifune is most certainly a salty woman with a chip on her back, but i'm sure as hell going to make her tell us' good job' for once." Chieko responded to Anesthesia as she looked quite confident for a young girl who has barely entered teenhood.
Cheyenne, Wyoming, USA
"This is the place, Ryuko." Uzu Sanageyama told his girlfriend as they and his older sister stood in front of a Japanese restaurant. "Sanageyama's Best."
"Quite the original name, Uzu." Ryuko sarcastically replied as she examined the restaurant's exterior. "Don't your folks also own a Konnyaku business back home?"
"Well yeah, the Konnyaku business makes them big bucks, but my mom in particular felt like branching out to the food business." Uzu replied back to Ryuko. "Though i'm not exactly sure why. I mean...my big sis here already had enough success in the Olympics, so I don't really see their need for even more wealth."
"Uzu. Just because i'm an Olympic gold medalist doesn't mean I earned that much cash from my win." Mayumi groaned as she was quite miffed by her younger brother's assumptions. "Because of that rather craptacular snubbing, mom actually went to your girlfriend's mommy for some help to start up a business that could earn global profits. You would've known this if you didn't spend your free time shoving your dick down every single hole in Ryuko Kiryuin's body."
In spite of Ryuko being ready to rip the sister of her boyfriend's head off, she resisted out of respect and snickered back in response, "Be lucky my mom didn't pull the plug on 'Sanageyama's Best' after she went all psychofuck on our home."
"True, Ryuko. Very much true." Mayumi groaned back as she begrudgingly agreed with the boyfriend of her brother's statement.
However, right before anyone could add their own additional two cents, they heard several loud footsteps emitting from the restaurant, which forced Ryuko and Mayumi to drop the attitudes and act as nice and friendly as possible to each other.
One of the doors to the restaurant then opened up, in which a man that clearly has been over the hill for a few years greeted them by speaking out, "Welcome, my son and daughter. Me and your mother have been greatly awaiting your arrival so much."
"Thanks dad." both Uzu and Mayumi replied to their father as they tried to act a bit more professional than they were mere seconds ago.
Mr. Sanageyama then noticed Ryuko and asked Uzu, "I see you brought a friend along, my son. Is this that Ryuko you kept talking about by any chance?"
"Yeah, dad. This is indeed Ryuko." Uzu replied as he lightly nudged his girlfriend's left shoulder blade as an indication to introduce herself.
"Nice to...uhhhh...meet you, Mr. Sanageyama." Ryuko nervously spoke out as she shakily extended her right arm out to her boyfriend's father.
"Nice to meet you too, Ryuko Kiryuin." Mr. Sanageyama replied while shaking her hand. As soon as the handshaking ceased, he then asked Uzu, "So how long have you two been dating now?"
"About two and a half years tops." Uzu told his dad as he remembered how long ago he and Ryuko stopped acting as enemies and became straight up lovers (brief break-up that just recently ended notwithstanding).
"Yeah that's sounds about right." Ryuko chimed in while quickly nodding her head forward and back.
"Sounds good. Please come in." Mr. Sanageyama told the others as he opened the door up a bit more and stood in front of it, prompting them to walk into the restaurant.
"So from what Mayumi told me, my mom helped you set this food chain up." Ryuko said to Mrs. Sanageyama as they and the others sat by a table with well cooked dinner plates resting in front of them they were in the process of eating.
"That's correct, Ryuko." Mrs. Sanageyama replied after she ate some tempura. "Lady Kiryuin helped me and my family get a foot in the door to the food chain business with real ease. She may have gone off the rails lately, but she certainly was a real life saver for our family."
"Good to know that. At least there's some positive things I can attribute to my mom." Ryuko replied back as she ate some of her dinner plate. "Then again...I wish mom wasn't so hands off with raising me."
"So you finally admit you were a terror to others, Ryuko." Uzu spoke up, feeling quite happy that his girlfriend is owing up to her past mistakes.
"Yeah, Uzu. Being a part of Nudist Beach and working alongside with my sister, even with her brief lapse into dictatorship, has taught me a lot about humility." Ryuko responded as she kept eating her food, looking a little humbled by her own admission.
"And that's what brought the Ryuko I fell in love with back." Uzu replied while caressing his girlfriend's left shoulder.
"Now's not the time to be making out with each other." Mayumi groaned after swallowing some of her meal. "Especially in front of mom and dad, Uzu."
"Sorry" both Uzu and Ryuko apologized in unison, which then made them resume eating dinner quietly, much to their disappointment.
New York City, New York, USA
"Uhh...Gamagoori. There's something wrong with this picture." Mako Mankanshoku told him as they and Jun stood in the middle of Times Square.
"What it is, Mankanshoku?" Ira stoically replied as he stood with his arms crossed against his chest.
"WHERE IS THE BIG APPLE?! I WAS TOLD THAT THERE WAS A BIG APPLE IN THE BIG APPLE! AND I CAN'T SEE IT!" Mako yelled while frantically dashing across the various displays in Times Square in a choppy manner.
As soon as she heard what Mako said, Jun suddenly burst into laughter while Ira's cheeks turned a little rosy out of embarrassment.
"Wait...what's so funny?" Mako asked as she lowered her voice and looked at the woman in the Gi with a downright dumbfounded expression.
"Mako. Just because it's called 'The Big Apple' doesn't mean there's literally a giant apple you can visit." Jun replied as she ceased her laughter (in spite of clearly wanting to keep doing so). "It'd be like if some foreigner visiting our country asking us if there was an actual rising sun that you could physically meet."
"Ooooh damn." Mako replied in a disappointed tone as she lightly tapped her right foot onto the ground and snapped her right fingers. "I was really looking forward to meeting it."
Right before the others could say anything else, Raymond Jones, the bald headed African American entrepreneur that was one of the last people to see Charlie Tapatío alive in America, and two of his bodyguards (one who was morbidly obese and dressed in a black jacket and a blue business shirt while the other was extremely muscular and dressed in a skin tight white t-shirt and short black jorts) noticed the Japanese visitors and shouted out while pointing at them, "Oh shit, my niggas! We got some Japanese folk visiting our beloved city again!"
"BOB SAPP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" Mako enthusiastically yelled as she immediately recognized who the beefy bodyguard actually was.
"My homie Ray told me that the last time he saw Japanese people in New York, they snatched one of his clients and took his ass back to your country, only to never return." Bob replied in dead serious yet oddly comical tone. "You think he would welcome you fucks back?"
Mako remained silent for a couple of seconds, only to then suddenly bug her eyes out and yell, "WHAAAAAAAAAT?! Us? Stealing Charlie Tapatío from America?! No no no. I believe this is just a big misunderstanding. It was Lady Ragyo Kiryuin who took him and trying to even mess with her is a really, really, really, really bad idea! No no no, no, no no no. Not at all!", all whole making unexplainable arm motions and skidding in front of the others like a gerbil hopped up on speed.
"Now what's your story, big guy?" Jun asked the fat guy since the other two had introduced themselves.
"I'm just doing a favor for Ray. I actually work for some cracker ass politician in Las Cruces." the fat guy replied in a somewhat sleepy, morose tone. "Right now, I agree with Bob. I'll happily take a nice big chocolate drop on you Japanese tourists for no money down."
Right as both heavies were preparing to exert their strength, Ira angrily stepped towards them, easily towering over Ray's already sizable posse and shouted, "I WILL NOT TOLERATE ANY THREATS OF VIOLENCE AGAINST MY FRIENDS!"
"And who the hell do you think you are, brick shithouse?" Raymond asked Ira with a cocky attitude.
"I AM IRA GAMAGOORI! SATSUKI MATOI'S IMPENETRABLE SHIELD! IF YOU'RE GOING TO MESS WITH MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY, YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO GET THROUGH ME!" he loudly barked in response to Raymond's question, looking extremely intense and ready for a slugfest.
"You heard the man, homies. Go ahead and fuck his ass up!" Raymond told his buddies, which prompted them to charge towards Ira.
As they got close to the towering foreigner, he then extended his arms out, activated his goku uniform's transformation sequence and shouted "THREE STAR GOKU UNIFORM: SHACKLE REGALIA!" once the sequenced was almost finished.
"The fuck just happened? Why is there a fucking mummy here all of a sudden?!" Raymond stammered out after witnessing Ira Gamagoori activating his goku uniform. Several random people passing by were also freaked out a bit by the transformation sequence as they nervously backed away towards a nearby wall.
"WHAT'S STOPPING YOU FROM ATTACKING?!" Gama shouted at the black men as he waited patiently for them to make their next move.
"We homies don't fuck with mummies!" the fat guy replied as he looked a bit intimidated by Ira's new appearance.
"Well if you don't fight me...I'LL HIT MYSELF SO I CAN CLIMAX ON MY OWN!" Gama quickly responded as he then suddenly started to whip himself with a few of the wrappings covering him up, causing his goku uniform to expand like a balloon at a rapid rate.
"The fuck is going on? Why the fuck are you doing that?" Raymond asked Gama as he saw his goku uniform expand to the point where he appeared to be even fatter than the actual fat guy present.
"I'm doing it...SO I CAN SHOW YOU WHAT TRUE POWER REALLY IS!" Ira replied in a seemingly orgasmic manner as he was about to reach his climax and once he did, all of the wrappers broke away, prompting him to shout out, "THREE STAR GOKU UNIFORM: SCOURGE REGALIA!" and pump his arms towards his hips in powerful satisfaction.
"AW FUCK, MY HOMIES! NOW HE'S A FUCKING S&M IRON MAN!" Raymond loudly yelped upon seeing Ira Gamagoori in his goku uniform's second form.
"THAT'S RIGHT! NOW IT'S TIME TO SHOW YOU WHY IT'S A MAJOR MISTAKE TO MESS WITH SATSUKI MATOI'S SHIELD!" Ira boasted as he pulled out several whips and started rapidly lashing Raymond's buddies with them, shredding their clothes quite a bit.
"STOP IT, MAN! STOP IT PLEASE! DON'T KILL MY HOMIES, MAN! JUST DON'T!" Raymond begged as he noticed some welts and cuts developing on his buddies' skin.
"Duly noted." Ira responded as he immediately stopped whipping Bob and the muscular guy, which also resulted in him deactivating his goku uniform, restoring it back to its dormant state.
"C'mon, homies. Let's get the fuck outta here!" Raymond told his buddies as they then ran away from the foreigners as quickly as possible. The other people watching also took off running, though one of them was suspiciously crouched down and talking on their cellphone.
"You sure made them look like chumps with that goku uniform, baby brother." Jun told Ira as she was quite impressed by his actions.
"Excuse me folks, but i'm afraid you're all under arrest." a beat cop politely told them as he stood close boy. "Don't make any sudden moves or i'll have to pepper spray you all."
Although Ira and Jun raised their arms up, Mako remained silent for a few seconds, only to the shout out while looking utterly shocked, "WHAAAAAAAAAAAT? Us? Under arrest? NO WAY, NO WAY, NO WAY, NO WAY!". She also did her usual scrambling around in a choppy, frantic matter to further enunciate her confusion.
"Sorry, kiddo, but the law's the law." the cop replied while sounding a bit sympathetic. "Just come with me so we can resolve this peacefully."
Saddened by the reality she was facing, Mako slumped her head towards her chest and slowly followed Ira, Jun and the police cop as he walked to his car.
Little to their knowledge, however, a blonde haired man in a pale green military jacket that was standing by a heavily refurbished, tan colored 1982 Oldsmobile Cutlass watched the foreigners (Ira Gamagoori included, for inexplicable reasons) enter the cop car and subsequently see it drive away via binoculars. He then turned off a video camera he had set up on a tripod, dismantled said tripod opened the driver's seat door, put the camera and trip into the back seats, sat onto the driver's seat and drove away to follow the cop car's trail.
"So you used your...uniform to...uhhh...transform it into another form that had a mummy like appearance and...ummmm...you whipped yourself with the bandage like straps and it...made the uniform expand until it got big enough for you...other form to take over and allow you to...heh...whip the snot out of those poor black people. I never, ever knew the Japanese thought slavery was still a common thing here." the cop told the foreigners as he sat in an interrogation room with them.
"Excuse me?! Did you just accuse me to replicate eighteen hundred American atrocities?! I WILL TOLERATE THAT HORSE SHIT! I WAS JUST DEFENDING MY FRIENDS FROM PEOPLE WHO THREATENED TO EXERT VIOLENCE ON THEM!" Ira Gamagoori yelled as he slammed his hands onto the table and stood up, extremely offended by the cop's accusations.
The cop was about to throw out another snide, snotty remark but then heard another cop tell him, "Cease the bullshit, Ponski. Some guy's here posting bail for the foreigners. Claims he also has video evidence of what really happened."
The first cop then sighed, shook his head in irritation, looked back at the foreigners and told them "Boy. It's your lucky day. Enjoy the freedom." as he unlocked their handcuffs and allowed them to leave the interrogation room guilt free.
"Man. That cop was a meanie..though I do remember the cops back home being meanies to Ryuko on a regular basis." Mako told Ira and Jun as they walked to the police station's lobby.
"They were probably meanies because Ryuko herself was quite the devil in details to others." Gamagoori reminded Mako as he took a quick glance at her. "Only recently she's been acting like a sensible human being. Good riddance for that."
"True. Ryuko used to not be the nicest person to be acquainted with. Uhhh...did I say acquainted right, Gamagoori?"
"Yes, Mako. You said it right." Jun chimed in immediately.
"Thanks. Anyway...Ryuko might not have been a nice person...or even a nice person to me at times, but I always stuck by her side and considered her to be the best of buddies."
Right as Ira Gamagoori was about to add in his own two cents, the blonde haired man in the pale green military jacket came out of hiding and asked him, "Ira Gamagoori. Is that your name, son?"
"...yeah." Gama quickly replied in a humble tone. "Are you the man that bailed us out."
"Correct." the man in the military jacket replied back as he leaned against a nearby wall. "However, I bailed you all because a little bird told me that an offspring of mine just showed up in town and sure enough..the little bird was right."
...I beg your pardon, sir, but...what do you mean by 'the little bird was right'?" Ira asked him, greatly confused by what he just said.
"I'll happily answer all of your questions after we get out of this blasted building." the man in the jacket responded, growing a bit impatient by remaining in the police station. "Follow me."
Not wasting any time, Mako, Ira and Jun quickly followed the man in the jacket out of the police station and into his car, which he then started it up and drove off to head back to his home and answer some questions to the foreigners he helped bail out.
Eight minutes later, the car pulled up at a rather modest looking house, which prompted everyone to get out of the car and follow the man that helped them out.
"So now we're out of the station, can you please answer the question I asked earlier?" Ira Gamagoori asked the man as he, his sister and Mako patiently waited for the door to be unlocked.
"Just a few more seconds, kid." the Man in the Jacket calmly replied as he patiently scrambled through his keys to find the correct one. Once he did, he inserted it into the door knob, unlocked the door to his home, opened it, looked at the foreigners and told them, "Come inside."
While Jun and Ira entered the house in a normal manner, Mako rapidly tippy toed inside as she noticed the interiors of the house and exclaimed, "WOW! ARE YOU A SOLDIER OR SOMETHING! SO MUCH MEMORABILIA!"
"Actually, I was a high ranking colonel...uhhh...what's your name, child?" the man in the jacket asked her as he vaguely explained his military background.
"I'm Mako Mankanshoku." she cheerily replied while bowing. She then pointed left index finger at her friends and added, "And these nice people are Jun and Ira Gamagoori, friends of Satsuki Matoi."
"Jun, eh." the man in the jacket thought to himself as he looked at both Ira and Jun with a rather dumbfounded expression. "Mika never told me the name of her first child when we last met. At least I know now"
"So can we finish what we were trying to talk about at the station now?" Ira asked him as he grew tired of his stalling.
"You see, kid. I'm...your father." the man told Ira as he opened his fridge and pulled out a cold bottle of Guinness.
As much as he wanted to, Ira couldn't even think properly to respond as he was completely stunned by this man's revelation.
"I had a one night stand with your mother while stationed in Japan years ago." the man told Ira as he closed the fridge, set his beer on a nearby table, pulled out a chair next to it and sat down. "Poor girl had no qualms fucking any man of any race that made sexual advances towards her. She was smart enough to not get raped, but not smart enough to get some birth control."
"It...it makes sense now. No wonder why those kids always made fun of me. No wonder why I didn't look like you and our mother, Jun." Ira spoke out as he finally connected the dots with the revelation and other things he experienced in the past. He then looked at the man in the jacket and told him," You...my father...is a white man. That makes me half American, half Japanese."
"Sure does, son." the man replied after he took a couple of sips of beer. He then looked at Jun and asked her, "Did you and your mother raise him well."
"We sure did." Jun replied as she had her hands planted firmly onto her hips.
"Thank you." the man in the jacket told Jun after drinking some more of his beer. "Anyhow, in case you're wondering, you can just call me Troy. Troy Walsh."
"Took you long enough to tell me your name, father." Ira replied as he eased his posture up a bit.
Right as Troy was about to reply to his son, his phone rang, which prompted him to answer it and ask the person on the other end of the line, "Hello?"
"Sup, Colonel Walsh. Drinking booze as usual?" Kevin Casavantes asked Troy as he sat on a chair next to an end table that had a rather disturbing framed photograph of Kevin, during his military days, proudly standing next to a large, repugnant pile of the severed heads of Iraqi insurgents.
"The hell are you calling me for, Mr. Casavantes?" Troy asked him, quite angered to even be in a conversation with him. "To brag over how many Muslim children you took a dump on after murdering them in cold blood?"
"No, no, no Troy. That's not why i'm calling...though that's indeed an impressive statistic, isn't it?" Kevin laughed as a boy and girl were playfully chasing each other in the background. "I'm actually calling to tell you that i'm back in the states, buddy."
"Uh, I didn't know you were out of the country lately. Did it have to do with killing more muslims to get off your jollies?" Troy responded as he remained unsettled by still conversing with him.
"Not at all, Colonel. I was actually doing something in Japan for a bit, then I went to some countries but now i'm back home to stay." Kevin responded back as he casually propped his legs onto the end table, consciously missing the picture.
"Well I hope you had fun with your trip because I had no fun speaking with you." Troy quickly replied and hung his phone up as fast as possible, much to Kevin's confusion.
"Honey...were you talking to one of your old military friends again?" his wife asked him as she entered the living room.
"Yeah, baby. Just wanted to let my old colonel that i'm back in town." Kevin replied as he kept lounging on his chair.
"So can you explain to me why that Japanese girl is staying with us, Kev?" his wife added as she seemed quite confused by the extra person her husband brought home with him.
"She's a friend of mine, Ally." Kevin responded to his wife as turned his attention towards her. "Her fiance was murdered by a jealous terrorist and we tried to stop the murderer but sadly, things didn't work out in the end, so we're now here, giving her a nice place to stay for a while."
"...okay." Ally quietly replied as she dully nodded her head and walked away.
"Mr. Casavantes?" Izanami asked as she was slowly descending the staircase.
"What is it, sushi roll?" Kevin asked her in a slightly sarcastic manner, though he was a bit surprised that the young Japanese woman wasn't even the slightest bit offended by what he called her.
"Is Dr. Batty really dead?" Izanami quietly asked Kevin as she gave him that puppy eye look. "I mean...I mean that...he didn't die the last time Satsuki did something horrible to him. He...he might be still alive out there."
"I don't know, sushi roll." Kevin sighed back as he reclined his hands against the back of his neck. "We'll only know if the bastard shows up on my front porch."
Back in Kansas, a badly injured Dr. Richard Batty (who's face was partially wrapped up in blood drenched bandages) was seen laying unconscious in a hospital bed, hooked up to an oxygen tank.
However, this didn't last long as a man who happened to be sitting in front of him turned the machine on and loudly told him, "Rise and shine, Dr. Batty. You're not quite leaving the world of the living yet."
As soon as he heard those words, Richard slowly opened his eyes and found himself face to face with the man that woke him up, who had larger than normal ears and an overall thin physical appearance.
"Good. That potion that old shaman made for you really did have long lasting effects once you finally drank it, I see." the gaunt man replied as he sat on the chair, sporting a rather sinister smirk.
"Who...who are you?" Richard slowly replied as he gradually regained his consciousness.
"Just call me Kevin." the man, who also happened to be wearing a dark gray business suit and tie combo (as well as a baby blue business shirt) enthusiastically replied as he suddenly had his arms planted against his kneecaps.
"Mr. Casavantes? Why...why in the hell do you look so...different?" Richard mumbled out in a semi-coherent manner as his vision improved slowly.
"My apologies, Dr. Batty. I'm not Kevin Casavantes but rather...Kevin Burris." the man responded as he reached his right arm out to Richard to shake hands with him as a gesture of good will, though Dr. Batty ultimately declined due to him still being quite woozy from the injuries he received. "I'm a police lieutenant from California on vacation and I saw you bleeding on your guts out on the highway, so I helped you up and took you to the closest hospital I could find. You can thank me for saving your life."
"But...but how did you know I was on a highway. Better...better yet, Mr. Burris...how in the hell do you know my name?"
"I know a lot of things, Dr. Batty. Things like...your recent troubles with the law back in your home country. Things that have destroyed your public reputation and marked you as the true psychopath you truly are."
"That's...that's crazy you know all of these things. Is that why you managed to get to such a high position in the police force?"
"Well...sort of." Mr. Burris lightly laughed at what Dr. Batty just said (who was starting to sound nearly as coherent as usual). "What I do know is that you need to get your ass out of that bed and high tail out of this place before the local authorities show up."
"...why?" Richard asked in a dumbfound tone as he leaned upward.
"Your clothes are on your right, Dr. Batty." Mr. Burris added as he stood up. "Put them on and leave. You'll thank me later."
Richard looked at Mr. Burris for a few seconds, then quickly turned his attention to a small table where all of his clothes, still a bit tattered and drenched in blood, were resting on, grabbed then and hastily began to put them on.
"One more thing, Dr. Batty." Mr. Burris told him right as he faced the door.
"What is it?" Richard replied as he was in the middle of putting his clothes on.
"Tell Ragyo I said hi." Mr. Burris quickly responded in a cheeky matter that confused Dr. Batty considerably.
"How the hell do you know about Ragy..." Richard snapped back, only to discover that Kevin Burris was suddenly gone. Gone as if he disappeared out of thin air.
Although a part of Richard wanted to see if Mr. Burris was still in the hospital, most of him heeded the mysterious man's advice by putting on the rest of his clothes on (mask, hat, trenchcoat, gloves and all) and leaving his hospital room.
However…upon exiting out of it, Dr. Batty was greeted by a grisly sight that rivaled the ones that he himself would leave behind when murdering the family members of certain patients he was done treating for.
The entire hallway, leading up to his room, was covered in a nightmare art exhibition blood, guts, mangled bodies (some of which looked otherwise normal and others sporting that Abnormally emaciated appearance that Shinjirō Nagita and Akio Juba took on after being murdered) and severed limbs. Clearly the act of a malicious presence that was capable of doing what would take Richard to accomplish a good ten minutes in mere seconds.
"...frighteningly impressive." Richard told himself as he was rather unfazed by the grisly visage at display (though he did not notice several life fiber like tendrils slithering into a crack in the ceiling). However, a much bigger matter to him was to find two weapons to act as temporary replacements for his beloved machetes that were unceremoniously destroyed by Nui Harime during his confrontation with her that led him to getting hospitalized in the first place.
Without much effort, Dr. Batty entered a nearby office (though by pulling a badly mangled corpse laying in front of the door into two halves) and quietly rummaged through various cabinets and drawers until he found two unusually long curved amputation knives that suit his fancy, which he immediately stole for his own and subsequently left the room afterward.
Minutes later, Dr. Batty exited out of the hospital after cautiously strolling down several more hallways littered with the ghastly, mangled remains of the hospital staff and their other patients. He noticed that he heard no police sirens en route to the hospital, bringing much needed relief to the maniac on the run.
Since he needed a ride out of the area, he looked around to see if there were any available cars, but before he could find one that suited his needs, a family sedan suddenly darted by in a rather rude manner, which immediately prompted Richard to dodge out of the way, narrowly avoiding another gruesome collision with a moving vehicle.
"Fucking nuclear family degenerates." Dr. Batty angrily growled to himself as he watched the adults in the sedan not even express any guilt over what they could've done if they actually ran over the strange masked man, but right after they drove away far enough, several malicious, dark thoughts began to swirl inside his head, hinting that petty retribution might be coming for this typical American family driving out in a dark Kansas City evening.
"We're here, guys!" Inumuta told Satsuki, Nui, Nonon and Tsumugu as they all arrived at the area Harvard Tech is located at, which had more parked vehicles than normal.
"So this is where your sister is studying at, I see." Satsuki inquired as they looked at the rather sleek looking series of buildings she founding herself facing.
"Pretty much, Satsuki." Inu replied with a slight hint of irritation in his voice. "If only she stopped bragging out it."
"Don't worry, doggy." Nonon chimed in as she sarcastically patted his left shoulder. "She'll only be bragging about saving Japan once this stupid ass war is settled with."
"Not that I would mind, snake." Inu snapped back, which angered Nonon a little to the point she stuck her tongue out to him.
"Do those two always argue?" Nui asked Satsuki since she wasn't familiar with the group antics.
"Pretty much." Satsuki calmly replied since she had already seen Nonon and Houka argue with each other on multiple occasions.
"...what she said." Tsumugu quickly added since he also witnessed some of these pointless squabbles himself.
"So when are we going to get your sister, Houka?" Satsuki asked him as they saw a line of people waiting to get in Harvard Tech's auditorium.
"After her demonstration." Inu quickly replied. "She sent me a text message an hour ago telling me she and this Anesthesia gal are going to show off what they made for their final...though I suspect that Chieko did everything on her own, to be honest."
"So what are waiting for then?" Satsuki playfully responded as she and the others were anxious to get out of their vehicle. "Let's go see what's up."
Inumuta, Nui and Tsumugu enthusiastically nodded their heads (while Nonon nodded hers in a slightly more hesitant manner) unanimously, leading to them all exited out of the vehicle and promptly getting into the line to the auditorium so they can see what things are in for store inside.
"Are you finished?" Chieko asked Anesthesia as she impatiently saw her throwing up into a toilet.
"Hang on. I always do this as a good luck charm." Anesthesia quickly responded, only to then resume puking for another ten seconds until she then ceased her regurgitation, darted up and added, "All done, Chieko. Let's go kick Professor Mifune's ass!"
Chieko nodded her head in agreement, curved her lips into what was pretty much a rare smile from her and proceeded to leave the bathroom to head into the backstage area of the auditorium, while Anesthesia followed closely behind.
"This is much smaller than Honnoji Academy's auditorium." Nonon told her friends as they sat on their respective seats.
"I consider that a good thing." Satsuki replied as she recalled how ridiculously huge Honnoji Academy's auditorium was when she saw Nonon's debut orchestra performance.
"I never even stepped foot onto Honnoji Academy's soil." Nui chimed in, sounding quite proud of that tidbit.
"You were in its parking lot, Nui." Tsumugu snapped back after he found her statement to be a bit contradictory. "Remember when we picked Satsuki and Nonon up for questioning back during the Koichi Otomo murder investigation?"
"Yeah I remember that, Tsumugu, but all I did was go to the parking lot, not the school itself." Nui quickly replied, sounding a bit defensive of her prior comment.
"...whatever." Tsumugu responded while shaking his head in slight annoyance since he knew Nui was being a bit wrong, but didn't want to continue the argument any further.
"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls." a middle aged man with a partially gray, partially brown colored frizzy afro and an absurdly bushy caterpillar mustache told the audience as he entered the stage. "Normally, we don't conduct live finals for an audience, but considering who's doing their final, we couldn't resist but open it up for the entire world to witness it. Though we got many finals to get through, the big daddy of them all involves an incredibly intelligent Japanese girl and her All-American partner taking on their professor, who i'm positively sure you all have heard from her own immaculate accomplishments as a child prodigy in the fields of robotic engineering."
Much of the audience applauded what the funny looking man told them and not a single one looked quite dissatisfied to be there.
"Anyhow...without further ado, I like to introduce you all to Harvard Tech's Chieko Inumuta and Anesthesia Stone!" the man told the audience as a curtain fell down, revealing Chieko standing next to Mekatoron Mach One (which was already being piloted by Anesthesia), still sporting a rather stone cold stoic expression in spite of all of the fanfare she was receiving. Anesthesia, on the other hand, was very thrilled by taking center stage.
"So you weren't kidding about her being younger than you, doggy." Nonon snickered after seeing Houka's sister for the first time.
"Quiet, you two." Tsumugu angrily whispered at Nonon and Inu which made them shut up immediately.
"For my final tonight, I will be demonstrating this machine standing next to me and show everyone that people, with enough drive and determination, can make anything out of nothing." Chieko told her audience as she seemed to act marginally more meek than normal.
However, before she could say anything else, a black chrome mecha that was considerably larger than Mekatron Mach One stood up behind it, wrapped its arms around the white mecha and chucked it towards the other side of the auditorium, narrowly missing some audience members upon making its crash landing, causing some of the audience members (sans Satsuki and company) to hastily scramble out of the auditorium like a frightened herd of sheep.
"Did you forget about my warning, Chieko Inmuta and Anesthesia Stone? Did you?!" Professor Naomi Mifune screamed out in a surprisingly militaristic tone as she sat inside the cockpit of the black chrome mecha, wearing an all black pilot suit and sporting a sadistic grin.
"ANESTHESIA?! ARE YOU OKAY!?" Chieko asked her as she spoke into a walkie talkie that's link up to Mekatron Mach One's intercom feed.
"...yeah." Anesthesia groaned back as she gently nodded her head towards both of her shoulders. "Just...rather stunned by Professor Mifune's actions."
"Can you make Mekatron get back on its feet?"
"I think so."
Using the best of her abilities, Anesthesia made Mekatron stand back up and face Naomi's mecha. Though she was a bit hesitant to fight it, she overcame her fears for the sake of her friendship with Chieko.
"If you plan on graduating out of my class, you better do it over my dead body!" Naomi growled as she was more than ready to tear her students apart.
"Not if you get through me first!" Satsuki yelled out as she stood in front of Naomi's black chrome mecha, acting as confident as ever.
"NANI SORE, SATSUKI?! The hell are you doing?!" Nonon screamed as she saw her friend willing to take on a machine that dwarfed her considerably.
"What I always do, silly." Satsuki replied while smirking, not even fazed by having to face a massive mecha with just her kamui and scissor blade.
"Huh. We're going to do this, Satsuki Matoi?" Junketsu asked his wearer as he could feel her spoiling for a fight.
"Pretty much, Junketsu." Satsuki quickly responded in a very cocky yet optimistic tone. "You're ready?"
"Sure am." Junketsu replied back, which prompted Satsuki to turn the lever on her glove and activate their synchronization sequence.
LIFE FIBER SYNCHRONIZE, KAMUI JUNKETSU!
"Holy shit! That gal's got a tight ass!" an audience member ecstatically told his buddies upon seeing Satsuki in Junketsu's combat form.
"So this is what Houka would always tell me about." Chieko told herself after she witnessed Satsuki and Junketsu's synchronization sequence.
"Aren't you that Satsuki Matoi girl the Japanese news sites would talk about?!" Naomi angrily yelled at her as she was quite frustrated that her plans to ruin Chieko and Anesthesia's night have immediately gone south. "Why in the fuck are you interrupting my final test to my damn students?!"
"You're trying to hurt the sister of one of my friends, ma'am. I detest people who want to hurt my friends, their friends and their families!" Satsuki shouted back as she aimed her scissor blade at the black chrome mecha.
"I see, kid." Naomi replied, sounding quite unimpressed with what Satsuki told her. "All that means for me is more meat for murder."
Right as Naomi made her mecha's right arm turn into a gatling gun, it was instantly tackle down onto the ground by Anesthesia and Mekatron, who firmly held its much larger opponent against the floor.
"You stupid bitch! Do you even know how to actually pilot that fucking thing?!" Naomi growled at Anesthesia as she tried to make her mecha break free from Mekatron Mach One's clutches.
"More than you assume, professor!" Anesthesia snapped back as she made Mekatron stand up, lift Naomi's black chrome mecha and slam it back onto the ground via a suplex of sorts.
"I think we should help Satsuki and Junketsu out, Nui Harime." Junjōtsu told her wearer as they continued to observe the ongoing chaos.
"So I do, Junjōtsu." Nui quickly replied as she then stood up, turned the bracelet around her left right and activate her and her kamui's synchronization sequence, which wasn't all that different from Satsuki/Junketsu and Ryuko/Senketsu's respective synchronization sequences, albeit with pink and purple lights as opposed to blue and red.
LIFE FIBERSYNCHRONIZE,KAMUI JUNJŌTSU!
"ANOTHER ONE?!" Naomi yelped as she saw Nui, now sporting Junjōtsu's combat form, dashing towards her black chrome mecha and unsheathing Bakuzan, ready to join in on the fight with Satsuki.
"You're damn right!" Nui enthusiastically barked as she jumped towards the black chrome mecha and attempted the drive Bakuzan into its chest, only to get backhanded by its left hand, sending her tumbling onto the floor rather unceremoniously.
"NUI!" Satsuki screamed as she saw her attacked like a punk, only to get grabbed by the neck with the black chrome mecha's same hand.
"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT EITHER OF YOUR STUPID FUCKING STRIPPER SCHTICK! ALL I CARE ABOUT IS MAKING MYSELF RELEVANT AGAIN FOR MY FUCKING COMMUNITY!" Naomi screamed at Satsuki and Nui, sounding borderline deranged over her determination to snuff Chieko and Anesthesia out.
"Not so fast, Naomi." Houka told her as he rose from his seat while looking at his iPad.
"The fuck do you mean by that, Little Miss Tokyo Smartass' big brother?!" Naomi snapped back, taken aback by what Chieko's brother might have implied.
"You sure as hell cannot make yourself relevant to the robotics community by hastily building such an fugly piece of scrap metal." Houka replied, not at all bothered by Naomi's threats. "For a former child prodigy, you really got sloppy when it comes to installing a firewall into your mecha's firmware."
"...NO I DIDN'T, STUPID BOY! I DID MY FUCKING BEST TO GIVE MY LOVELY MACHINE THE BEST DAMN HARDWARE I COULD SHIT OUT IN MERE SECONDS!"
"Nope. Not after I managed to cripple some of its functionality with just a few clicks of my iPad's hacking program."
Right as Naomi attempted to make her mecha's hand cannon shoot out bullets towards Houka Inumuta, that entire arm suddenly fell off and deteriorated into utter mechanical jump upon landing.
"NO! FUCKING NO! THIS IS BULLSHIT!" Naomi shouted as she started to freak out over seeing the mecha's status grow quite awful in a rather short amount of time.
"Not from where I see it, Professor." Anesthesia told Naomi as she suddenly grabbed a hold of the black chrome mecha's head out of sheer impulse.
"Do it, guys! Do it!" Chieko yelled at Satsuki, Nui and Anesthesia, which prompted the blonde haired girl to lop off the black chrome mecha's legs, Satsuki to dash through its cockpit to safely remove Naomi from it and Anesthesia to make Mekatron to tear its entire head off completely, rendering the black chrome mecha damaged beyond repair.
"Why? Why did you save me?" Naomi asked Satsuki as they both laid on the ground.
"I'm not a killer, ma'am." Satsuki replied while sporting a slight smile as she stood up and helped Naomi get back onto her feet. "No matter the circumstances, I prefer to resolve things without spilling any blood."
"Huh." Naomi responded, completely unsure how to reply to such a response. "Care to explain to me why you're in America, Ms. Matoi?"
"To pick Chieko Inumuta up for Nudist Beach's war against the Kiryuin Conglomerate."
"Ooooooooh. You're going up against that cunt Ragyo Kiryuin? Why didn't anyone tell me that her reign of tyranny over Tokyo was in danger?"
"Is that why you were venting your frustrations towards Chieko and her friend?"
"...that and i'm still quite mad over my own idiotic past decisions. However...could it be possible that I could rebuild my reputation if I tag along with you guys to stop the Kiryuin Conglomerate's reign of terror against our beloved country?"
"I'm sure my dad and the other higher ups in Nudist Beach can help pull some strings to make all of your dumb actions in this auditorium disappear into nothingness, as well as make you a respected member of the robotic engineering community again."
"Good. I'll do anything to make Nudist Beach a better organization against utter villainy."
"Glad to hear that." Satsuki told her as she accepted Naomi's request to join Nudist Beach. She then looked at Chieko and Mekatron and asked them, "Are you two ready to get out of here?!"
"Where are we going?" Chieko asked Satsuki since she seemed to be quite aware of the ongoing coup in Tokyo.
"New York."
"Why New York? Do you still have some unfinished business in the states?"
"We sure as heck, do." Satsuki responded while nodding her head to accentuate her point, mainly regarding Nudist Beach's overall recruitment of soldiers for the final showdown and the last remaining members of the now severely depleted Sadistic Seven.
Back in Kansas, the family that almost ran over Dr. Richard Batty were seen driving down the road, still oblivious over their own surrounding.
However, the father of the family immediately noticed a diesel truck heading their way from the opposite direction and in spite of his best abilities, the sedan immediately collided into the truck, causing some blood and broken glass to spit out of its car windows.
The truck, however, was completely unscathed as it pulled over in front of the crumbled sedan, allowing said truck's driver, who turned out to be none other than Dr. Batty, to jump out of it and check to see if anyone inside the sedan survived the collision.
"...you...despicable...motherfucker!" the father weakly told Dr. Batty as he was doused in the blood of his wife and children, which were either reduced into a bloody mess inside what was left of the sedan or was turned into mush upon crashing out of its windows.
Despite hearing the dying words of a simpleton local, Dr. Batty did not show any remorse or even said anything in response as he then walked away from the sedan, got back into his truck and immediately drove right back into the barely recognizable sedan, further reducing it into an oversized meal can full of gory human remains.
Several hours later...
"Honey! I hear someone knocking on our door. Can you answer it?" Ally told Kevin as he was sitting in front of a TV, watching a lousy reality TV show starring some bear hunters in Nebraska.
"Sure thing, baby." Kevin replied as he then stood up, walked up to the door and opened it, only to find himself face to face with his therapist, who was, for obvious reasons, not wearing his mask and fedora at the moment. He noticed that Richard's face sported several fresh stitches, which prompted him to laugh back, "Holy shit, Rich. You look like shit!"
"Now's not the time for jokes, Rich." Dr. Batty responded, sounding far more delirious and serious than usual. "Tell Izanami we need to get the fuck out of here and rebuild our numbers for Lady Kiryuin. Don't ask me why, just go with the flow."