Alright! We had a pretty good turnout for last chapter! And I has a lot of fun writing it! But with this, we conclude the Magical Girl arc, and we're finally able to move on! Chapter 13 is on the horizon and with it we'll bring a whole lot of new chaos and madness!
Joining me as always in this venture is my big brother The Swordslinger, and together we're going to rock your socks off once more! I can't wait to start, so let's just go right on ahead!
Neither of us own anything more than the clothes on our backs, our computers, and our razor-sharp wit, my brother's more so than mine. If we owned Kill La Kill and Kamen Rider, we'd be very rich men indeed.
Beta's note: The Swordslinger here just to say I could really use some pizza now.
Bold for Zodiarts talking and Senketsu's speech.
Italic for thoughts and belt voice.
Bold and Italic for Limit Breaks and fight announcements.
Recommended listening for this chapter.
Kurohyou 2: Ryu Ga Gotoku Ashura Hen: Born to be Wild.
Shin Getter Robo Armageddon OST: Yuusou.
Kill La Kill OST: Omiko Hakodate's Leitmotif.
Ryu Ga Gotoku Kiwami OST: Fiercest Warrior.
Puella Magi Madoka Magicka OST: Magia.
Puella Magi Madoka Magica OST: Nux Walpurgis.
Puella Magi Madoka Magica OST: Surgam Identidem.
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"WHERE THE HELL IS THAT FRIGGIN' LUNATIC!?" Omiko was going spare, she had stormed into the Sewing Club to find Hikari, but only found it empty of its workers. A rarity for any occasion, she got her answer on where they were when she saw that the club members were being held outside by the Magical Girl Club Members.
"But why is Satsuki-sama allowing…?" She had to ask, wondering just why their leader was allowing this to happen. She frowned, it didn't matter why, it just mattered that she put a stop to Hikari's insanity herself.
And as she turned to leave, she found a skinny, pale, sleepy looking blond boy with a ponytail, an orange gas mask, and a white coat with a plate of sushi. Shirō had half a mouthful of yellowtail tuna and his tired eyes staring at the former captain before him. He didn't say a thing after finding her there, he just walked to his table, put down his plate while still chewing on his raw fish, and turned to her to finally break the awkward silence.
"So you're the one that ruined the special tennis uniform I made." He said flatly and shrugged, "As much as it may surprise you, I wished to see it break. Considering you gave me some data on how to sew better the fabric of a skirt and top, I'll let you ask me something about this place. After that, you better run."
Nonchalantly, he pressed a button which made countless laser guns and chainguns pop out of the floor, the walls, the ceiling and even the bathroom door through the freaking toilet to take aim at her.
"Let me guess, Maiko made these." She stated, knowing only one person who'd do that.
"Yeah, and that didn't have anything to do with why you're here, but I'll let it slide." Shirō quipped as he dipped a piece of fatty codfish sushi in a small bowl of soy sauce, before taking a bite and enjoying it, "Mmm, I can see why that croc was so obsessed with eating Hook if he tasted like this."
Omiko sighed, "I'm so used to weirdness, I am surprised that I'm unsurprised." Shaking her head, she went to the point, "Do you know what Hikari Naito did? If you know where she is, that'd help."
"She stole a yarn ball of condensed Life-Fibers, and plans to use it to empower herself beyond the furthest acceptable limits naturally." Shirō told her in a matter of fact tone, his expression becoming far more dire and disturbed.
"What're you going to do, then?"
"I have no intention of letting even her suffer the fate of becoming contaminated with that much raw Life-Fiber power. She more than likely has holed herself up in a locale where she can safely absorb the power of the yarn ball into herself." He said, dipping a fresh piece of sushi into the sauce near him, before he pointed behind her.
"Why're you telling me this?" she crossed her arms under her breasts.
"When you find her, tell her she's an idiot for me please. I need to take care of my sewing club members." He said as he bite into the fatty piece of sushi, Omiko scoffed as she turned around, Death Racket slung over one shoulder.
"I'll do more than that, don't you worry Shirō-san." She said as she left the club silently.
Shirō watched her and remarked to himself, "Now when did her back become that of a woman that can stand so strong and straight? Perhaps that Gentaro really is a good leader…"
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Despite her calmness, Omiko was worried about what Hikari was going to do with that concentrated Life-Fiber yarn ball. She wasn't worried for her friends, knowing full well that they'd have beat their opponents quite handedly. What she worried over was the fact that such a dangerous item was in the hands of a self-centered maniac a straitjacket away from fitting in a mental asylum.
And it was when she turned around a corner that things got weird in another place as a certain shiny nippled man snuck into a solitary cell where a Mohawk wearing man hung by his shackled wrists.
Tsumugu glared, "Took you long enough."
"Sorry, I'm not used to move around in these." the undercover nudist posed as his clothes started sliding off him. "Now, you losing to that gang of teens was something I wasn't sure would happen, but I'm glad that it may teach you to wait and think things through before acting."
The shooter growled, "You didn't come here to mock me, did you? Let me out now."
"Wait for once, ok?" the man smiled softly as he posed fabulously, "After all, our researchers are doing their best to counter Life-Fibers, and that Kisaragi boy may be our best bet."
"The Rider, right?" he was intrigued, "What are you talking about? A fool like him would let emotions get the best of him. He'd side with that abhorrent uniform than save that girl's life. We needn't an idiot like him."
"I never said it was him we needed." The blue-haired man smirked, "His belt would do just dandy, or rather, a proper belt."
"What're you getting to?" Tsumugu had a good idea, but he was curious of what it could mean.
"You are our best, strongest, and most skilled Nudist. You're the best candidate we have to test this, and with the current chaos of Lady Kiryūin's lackeys playing with the kids that beat you, we can get you out."
"Just answer me two things: one, will this idea be worth it? And two, will I have a chance to teach those kids a lesson?"
"Yes."
"…Then I'm in." Tsumugu said as Aikuro slowly placed several small charges of C4 around the cell door. Attaching wires from a detonator to the explosive material, Aikuro grinned wryly at Tsumugu who stepped back and got underneath the cot set up in the cell.
"Be prepared, this stuff is pretty strong." The blue haired man told the Nudist, who merely glared at him.
"I know. Now get it over with."
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The massive, unsubtle explosion shook more than a few feathers. While Satsuki finally became fully aware that her prisoner was trying to escape, Omiko stumbled on her way forward and nearly fell. Groaning, the two bodacious girls walked forward to where they needed to be, Satsuki to the prison cells and Omiko closer to where Hikari was hiding.
With a door in her way, she didn't hesitate to kick it open and off its hinges. Quickly realizing that it had been a terrible idea when a room filled with One-Star students jumped to their feet in the middle of a game room with pool tables, ping pong, and even a bar with drinks set for minors. They all recognized she wasn't supposed to be there, each and every single one of them brought up their fists or grabbed the nearest chair or item as a weapon, and she blew a bang off her forehead.
Gripping her racket for battle, she gave a daring step forward, "I'm here for that bitch Hikari. If you punks stand in my way, tell Lord Enma in the afterlife that you chose to piss me off."
"Get her!" one of the basically cloned students shouted as all jumped at her.
The first five were swatted aside by Death Racket, and another three were hit with a second swing that slammed them to a wall. She wasn't kidding when she threatened them. They would live, but they wouldn't be able to walk away without help for a while.
"You really don't want to be on my bad side today! I'm just… NOT! IN! THE! MOOD!"
With every swing of Death Racket, she sent more of the club members flying, creating waves of force that knocked them up and away! From above it appeared like a huge crowd was sent flying, pockets of space opening up as she charged through, steam pouring from her mouth and eyes as she moved through the huge army like the bow of a ship cutting through a huge wave.
"W-whoa! Hold her back, we can't let her get to Hikari-sama before sh-KYAAAA!" A few schoolgirls tried to shout, their eyes wide and filled with fear as they clutched various make shift weapons, only to be sent flying when Omiko blasted past them!
"OUT OF MY WAY! I'M NOT IN THE MOOD!" She finally skidded to a halt in front of a door, which was shockingly not locked; she opened it quite easily.
And found more One-Star students, this time armed with special cannons that looked like a mixture between bazookas and the fire hoses firemen use. Said cannons were connected to large hoses behind them, and they all fired powerful waves of water that were commonly used to keep out fires in the facilities of the school or rioting civilians down. Before she could curse, Omiko thought quickly and grabbed a nearby One-Star by the back of his coat and put him between her and the water jets, keeping herself dry while the poor sap was used as the world's unluckiest umbrella.
"Keep firing!" one of the students roared while behind her the others tried to get her.
"Dammit, I can't stop here!" Omiko growled, feeling slightly tired as her feet slid back from the force.
"FREEZE!"
"FREEZE ON!"
"Got them, now you get them, Mako!" Gentaro cheered as he used his suit's jetpack to fly after the other One-Stars behind Omiko.
The tennis star and the ones trying to push her back gasped when the water froze, making her human shield shiver as his torso was encased in a thick layer of ice. Just as she tried to make sense, the sound of a cheerful yet passionate cry echoed in the air before a baseball bat smacked one of the water gun carries into a deep sleep.
"Mankanshoku Mako reporting for duty, Omiko-senpai!" the girl saluted her quickly before twirling her bat like a nunchuck to swat aside a punch from one of the One-Stars and then knock him out with a solid, heavy swing, "She, Maiko-chan and Gen-chan will keep them busy here, so go on!"
"Darn straight!" Gentaro cheered as he flew over a platoon of One-Stars holding chairs before he landed on two's faces, knocking them out.
"Hah, you blokes didn't perfect my marvelous Maiko patented Riot-Gun Mega-Soakers!?" the trap mistress crowed with a maniac grin as the wires from her gloves tied some guys and girls in ways that the BDSM Club would like to learn.
"Come on, it's time to put the past behind you, Omiko-chan!" Gentaro cheered as he used Rocket's Switch to knock out five One-Stars at a time, "This is your time to shine, so we'll set the stage for you!"
"Gentaro! Thanks! Everyone, please support me for now!" Omiko's teeth bore themselves into an earnest smile.
She pushed up her glasses, her eyes shining through them as she swung Death Racket around in a circle, a wave of wind blowing several One-Star students who tried to jump at her away!
"Do you even need to ask you shark-toothed psycho!? We'll support you, even if the entire school is against you!" A red streak shot through most of the troops arrayed against her.
Ryūko skidded to a halt with her Scissor-blade slung over her shoulder, the Kami Wielder nodding at her with a thumb up.
"That's right! Because you'd do the same for us, that's what it means to be a part of the Neo Kamen Rider Club! We fight together no matter whose facing us!" A whirlwind of fists knocked several One-Star students' skywards, bodies hitting the floor as Takaharu punched rapidly with Monday One and Sunday Two.
Omiko gave them a thumb up as she dashed past them, making a beeline straight for where she knew Hikari was!
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As she ran through the facility, Satsuki and the others were busy trying to find the escaping prisoner, though one of the elites remained where he was.
"Stingy…" Inumuta said as he observed the Sewing Club captain enjoy some eel sushi which he did not share with the dog themed nerd. After shaking his head, he turned to the other screens, "Lady Satsuki will be mad when she finds out that Nudist is gone. He must have had inside help, and it was not from these guys." He stared at the Neo Rider Club fighting hordes of One-Stars while Omiko ran forward, "The question now is if a No-Star has what it takes to beat someone using pure Life-Fibers."
Omiko stopped running when she found herself at a large cargo bay which had large containers at either side of her, and someone familiar standing right in front of her.
"KYAAHAHAHAHA! You really fell for it, you blonde gorilla!" That god damn obnoxious laugh.
Omiko shot a heated glare seeing Hikari cackling smugly at her. The pink haired magical girl crossed her arms then spread both of her wings, lifting into the air slowly as Omiko throw out her arm violently, glaring up at the smug magical girl.
"What the hell you talking about you pink haired bimbo!?"
Hikari could only sneer at Omiko's question, looking even more smug, "Simple~! I've made you so angry you'll fight without help from your precious friends, especially that loser Kamen Rider! I'm going to crush you in front of them, so you can see how weak you really are without your old Two-star Uniform!"
"HIKARI! YOU SPARKLING PINK SKANK! I'M GOING TO RIP OFF YOUR GOD DAMN WINGS THEN FORCE YOU TO EAT THEM!" Omiko furiously declared as she approached the captain, her temper blazing hotter than ever.
She was shocked when Hikari just burst out laughing, her eyes widening in psychotic rage, "KYAHAHAHAHAAAA! You won't do anything! Because… I have this!" With that she reached into her uniform, pulling out a Life Fiber Yarn Ball.
Cackling even more, Hikari flew down in front of her, the glowing Life-Fiber ball clutched in her hands, "With this, you won't be able to force anything on anyone… I'll make the rules now, and will not let anyone disobey them!"
Omiko started, pointing at her in shock and worry, "Hikari…! Stop! If you pop that thing, you'll be in a world of hurt after it wears off! Not even the elite four dare go above thirty percent Life-Fiber saturation!"
Ignoring all better judgement, Hikari didn't so much as reply as she implanted it directly into her uniform, her sneer turning positively insane as she laughed in a broken manner, "KYAHAHAHA! What's the point?! Gin-oni-san is moving out with Karai-san in a week! If I can't do anything to stop you, then I'll never be able to stop him! You blonde gorilla… WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT LOVE!? You'll never be able to understand my feelings and anguish!"
Her words were followed by the biggest pink explosion yet, a detonation that formed like a mushroom cloud in the shape of a heart, the shock of which knocked Omiko and everyone else back. The tennis player ground her teeth and smashed Death Racket through the hard steel floor to avoid getting flung back.
"Shit, I knew she was crazy, but not this much!" she cursed as Hikari started to change.
"This power… it's amazing!" A distorted version of Hikari's voice declared, making the tennis player shield her eyes as the pink light was so intense it hurt them.
The powerful magical girl had been distorted even further by the yarn ball. Each of her wings had been split into four, massive bladed butterfly wings made out of prismatic glowing light. Her bangs had shot up and were now curled forward like the antennae of an actual insect. Her staff had morphed into an immense Life-Fiber twin-blade, two radiant glowing red blades stuck straight out in opposite directions.
Her odd heart shaped eyes had split in half, becoming almost compound pupils, which gave her an even more demented appearance and expression. Her skin had become a pure pink colored, and she had even gained an extra pair of arms, made of Life-Fibers naturally, each hand ending in a pair of blades.
To complete her transformation, her devil horned bandana had changed into a bristling forest of horns, one being longer than the rest and poking out like a unicorn horn. Her mane of pink hair now stuck straight up and appearing to be in the process of splitting into two, to form a sixth pair of wings.
Omiko was direct, her eyes reminiscent of a dead fish's, "You look like crap."
"Grr, don't mock me!" she screeched, "I should have never joined a club that wouldn't return my brother! I'll make you pay for wasting my time, Jaws!"
Omiko glared, aiming Death Racket at her enemy, "The only one to blame is your sorry ass and your selfishness. Now stop wasting air and fight!"
NEO KAMEN RIDER CLUB MEMBER
EX TENNIS CLUB CAPTAIN
OMIKO HAKODATE
VS
MAGICAL GIRL CLUB CAPTAIN
MAGICAL GIRL SHINING LIGHT BUTTERFLY
HIKARI NAITO
MAGIC IS IN THE AIR TONIGHT!
Hikari flapped her wings, flying in the air and causing a powerful gale of wind to kick dust into the air. Omiko for her part used her racket to swat aside the incoming air current and kept her eyes on the magical girl above her, cackling madly. As the maniac twirled her new weapon like a helicopter's blades, Omiko took out a tennis ball for the incoming strike.
Soon, Hikari dive-bombed at her, twirling the blade in her hands with the intention to slice Omiko into bloody ribbons. The spectacled tennis player saw the strike coming and smacked the ball with Death Racket, sending it against a wall. Hikari could only laugh at what she saw.
"Your eyes aren't just ugly, they're useless if you can't hit m-" she gasped when the ball hit her sides after it bounced off a wall.
Omiko grinned, "What were you say-" and she cut herself by flipping back when Hikari crashed hard on the ground with enough force to cause a crater on it, shocking her, "Shit, that can't be! I hit her with my best shot, it should have broken her ribs or at least cracked one or two!"
"KYAHAHAHAA~! You can't beat me! Not even Satsuki-sama, that delinquent or your weak best friend can beat me as I am now!" The bug like magical girl laughed insanely at her.
Hikari lifted herself into the air before slamming into her body, plowing her through the walls and grinding or at least attempting to grind Omiko's face against it. The tennis player wasn't having any more of Hikari Naito's shit today however as she held off Hikari with one hand, the other daftly flipping its weapon around so the handle was pointing behind her. Death Racket was stabbed handle first into the wall, forcing Hikari to stop lest she tear her own arms off thanks to the tensile strength of the Anti-Life Fiber Weapon.
"Yeah?! Well screw that noise Hikari! I'll beat you myself, and show them, Gentaro especially, that I'm worthy of fighting at their side!" One fist plowed into Hikari's nose, making her shoot back painfully clutching it with one hand.
Omiko flipped onto the net of her racket, which expanded in size like a trampoline, allowing her to leap off it and nailed the flying magical girl with an aerial kick! Hikari was sent spinning into the wall, cratering against it as Omiko landed on her racket and dug it out of the wall, landing perfectly on her feet and flicking her wrist rapidly. Shaking cement dust from her weapon as the magical girl slowly got up, shuddering due to pain wracking her every nerve.
"What the hell!? How can someone without their uniform be this strong!?" Hikari asked in shock, Omiko slowly bouncing a tennis ball in her palm, her glasses hiding her eyes as her teeth bore themselves into a furious scowl.
"Chew on this!" she shouted and smacked the ball right at Hikari's teeth, hoping to break them.
But… "Just kidding!" the magical girl cheered as she bit into the tennis ball and made it pop, "Did you really think those attacks hurt me just now!? Hahahahaha! I just got tickled a bit!"
Omiko growled, "I'll just have to hit you harder!"
"Bring it you blonde bimbo!" Hikari motioned for her to attack with both hands, grinning insanely.
She got what she wanted when Omiko tossed up a tennis ball, then hit it with her racket hard enough to make the air crack with the sound of thunder! A ball shot out like a green missile, the air humming as it moved in a curve, slamming into Hikari's face and making her yelp. Omiko slid underneath her body when she tried to perform a follow up swing to attack the blonde tennis player with her blades. Hikari screamed out, only to get slapped upside the head by Death Racket when Omiko popped up behind her, one hand shoved the magical girl forward with a rough push.
"Stay down!" the blonde shouted.
"No fair! Stay still!" Hikari screamed as she flew high into the air and dived right at Omiko with her twin blades twirling around.
Omiko was the more skilled fighter, but Hikari was faster, stronger, and had much more durability. She found the hard way when ducking under her swing and watched it cut the air. But will power was what made her a good tennis player, and she never gave up without a fight. Gripping Death Racket with both hands, she let out a battle cry and slammed it on the magical girl's side. Said pink girl growled and backhanded Omiko with enough strength to make her fly five yards and crash into a wall. The blonde was left stunned as she slid down, gasping but fighting to remain conscious.
Gritting her sharp teeth while a small trail of blood dripped down the right corner of her mouth, the tennis player glared, "You'll have… to try harder than that…" she used Death Racket to get up, and bit back a groan when her sore ribs assaulted her with pain.
Hikari grinned, "That's good… Try harder, I can't even feel those mosquito bites of yours. I want to crush your soul as well and make you see justice once and for all!"
"This is why I can never watch magical girl anime…" Omiko spat on the ground, "Stupid power ups and magic… They never win with will, skill or wit."
"Don't be hatin' cos you suck bitch! Not my fault I'm better than you!" Hikari said sadistically, whirling both blades around like a helicopter before she rocketed towards the blonde tennis player!
The sound of a jet engine screaming could be heard as she shot past Omiko, the air force alone being enough to knock her over and worse send her glasses flying away. Her eyes exposed, Omiko found her vision blurring as her opponent hovered in the air tauntingly, her hands open and beckoning by way of a cruel taunt.
"Dammit…" she grunted, clutching her forehead with a hand.
"What's the matter four eyes?! KYAHAHAHAHA~! You can't hit what you can't see righ- ACK!?" Omiko swung Death Racket up in an arc, a tennis ball being struck hard enough to slam into Hikari's face, making her spit in shock.
"Your voice is so obnoxious and loud I could hear it in the middle of a rain storm! Let alone this sealed room you stupid bint! I don't need my vision to kick your sorry hide!" The blonde declared, her eyes closed so she could hear her opponent rather than see her.
"What's with this blind fighter bullshit!? This isn't some cartoon!" she growled, but the red spot that her cheek sported said she was hurt, "I hate you the most, you shark-gorilla! Always getting all you want without even putting your heart on it! At least I'm trying to get my brother back, you were selfish all along!"
As she said that, she flew back at her, twirling her weapon. Omiko grit her teeth and started to swing her racket at it, clashing against the blades at blinding speeds. However, due to Hikari's new strength and increased resistance on her weaponry, Death Racket started to crack. Omiko could feel it even as her arms and Hikari's moved at a blurring velocity that sliced the air around them. Her hands had trained with fragile and worn down rackets enough to understand when they were about to break.
So, in a brilliant association between stupidity and bravery, she stepped forward, "That's the me of before, you bitch!" she slammed her racket against the twin blades so hard that it broke to pieces.
Hikari cackled, "That toy wasn't even good enough for her or you, then! Kyahah-" and just when she was about to laugh out loud, some of the broken pieces got on her face and blinded her from what Omiko did next.
"The me of now…" she growled and grabbed the handled with all her might, "Is far stronger than I used to be!" she copied one of Mako's moves and delivered a powerful swing that would guarantee a homerun against Hikari's ribs, and she heard them cracking.
"Gah-hah!" she gasped out, spit flying out of her mouth as she was sent flying back and crashed into a wall.
As a crack formed from the impact and the magical girl slid down, Omiko spat on the floor and let a tired pant out, "Don't… think that… I'm the old me…" she smiled proudly, "I'm me! Omiko Hakodate, member of the Neo Kamen Rider Club and good friend of a bunch of idiots who'd never leave me alone or let me down!"
"Words, words, words… all you have now are friggin' words! I'll make you pay, make you all pay, for insulting Magical Girls!" Hikari spat out, her wings lifting her into the air before she concentrated all of her power, reveling in the rapturous feeling of the Life-Fibers washing away her restraint and her morals.
She would crush Omiko as many times as it took, until the blonde shark toothed bitch died miserably at her hands! Then she would remove Karai-san, and finally her big brother would be hers! Her feelings and thoughts distorted by her hatred of Omiko, her frustration regarding Karai and Gin's relationship, her own doubts and fears. Hikari rapidly fell into the abyss of her own hatred. Her wings flapped once, twice, then thrice as her hair finished splitting apart, revealing a third and even more gigantic pair of wings. Bladed at the tips, the six-winged butterfly was awash in a dark aura.
Her own hatred turned the sparkling of the life-fibers pitch black, the Magical Girl sinking and falling into the nature of a witch. And Omiko, simply didn't care, as she held the handle of Death Racket in both hands.
"You've lost it, but if I gave up, then I would never be able to face myself! I would never be able to forgive you, or tell you that regardless of you being a pink haired annoying twat obsessed with magical girls… You're someone I thought of as a friend!" Her eyes snapped open, blue steam pouring from them as her pigtails flowed up, cosmic energy wrapping around her in a nova of blue light!
Inumuta couldn't believe it from where he was watching, "Impossible! Kisaragi… that guy connects with people to the level they can also reach the power of Cosmic Energy!?"
Omiko continued, "I'd never be able to call you a friend again! I'd never be able to call myself Gentaro's friend if I gave up on someone like you! Hikari Naito, I'm going to kick your ass and then extend my hand… as many times as it takes for you to be my friend again!"
She slowly reached down, picking up her glasses before putting them on once more. Her eyes shone through the lenses, while she gained a wide toothy smile on her face.
Hikari for her part was less than impressed, "SHUT UP! YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE THAT STUPID TOY ANYMORE! WHAT CAN YOU DO!?"
"I can give it my all and kick your ass Hikari! Because, I'm Omiko Friggin' Hakodate, and I've got friends who can do anything!" She stomped forward, facing down Hikari even as that pitch black aura weighed down on her.
The witch charged, lost in her hatred, "JUST! SHUT! YOUR! DAMN MOUTH!"
"I've got an idiot of a Kamen Rider for a best friend, who never gives up on anyone even if it hurts him! A big stupid friendship obsessed Oni if I ever met one! He's always annoying me with his friendship speeches and his space is awesome shouts, but whenever I see him smile, it feels like my world is better for it!" she whirled around, kicking Hikari in the face when the witch tried to slam into her, allowing for Omiko to raise one leg up slowly.
"What the-" she was stunned when Omiko head-butted her right on the nose, cracking her glasses.
"Then I've got this edgy red-locked tramp, a total bitch so stupid she keeps on yelling at Satsuki-sama to tell her who killed her dad, even if it makes her look like a damn revenge obsessed psychopath!" She spun around, punching Hikari brutally in the face, making spit fly from the witch in shock as she flew past her again.
"The hell!? When did you get this strong!?" Hikari asked in shock as Omiko continued walking towards her, cracking her knuckles slowly.
"Of course, we can't forget the fact that I have this underachieving brain dead slacker, an air head who thinks gross croquettes are the best food around, and who has a family made up of in order. A perverse farting dog who can only say his name, a thieving perverted little rat for a little brother, an overweight back alley doctor and a crazy sniper housewife!" Hikari slashed rapidly at her, only to be surprised when Omiko flipped over head, slamming both feet into the back of her head and leaping off it as she face-planted the ground.
"Stop with that stupid speech! You're making me sick!" Hikari screamed out, seeing red as Omiko landed past her, the blonde clenching a fist slowly.
"But the real kicker is that I'm stuck with this brain-dead meat slab punching oaf, a pugilist who keeps on talking about his pride like that's all that matters! He's completely obsessed with boxing even to the point that it's all he breathes, eats, and drinks!" Omiko put her fists up, then swung hard enough to knock Hikari back again, blood spraying from a broken nose that quickly righted itself.
The pink haired witch groaned in pain, anger, and frustration, "This energy… Why are my Life-Fibers failing against it…? ARGH! ENOUGH!" she twirled her weapon and started to cut the air in a blur of slashes.
And Omiko didn't care, she hopped from one place to the other, grinning, "Oh but wait, there's more! How can we forget the neurotic self-absorbed violently insane nutcase who made my Death Racket!? She's a near sociopath with delusions of grandeur and a desire to topple Satsuki-sama no matter who gets in her way! She's so insufferably smug and arrogant I feel the urge to throttle her every other sentence!"
The tennis player's declaration only angered the witch as she dodged Hikari's furious slashes by moving to the side, pushing her away, and then spinning around her, letting the witch hit a wall!
"Why won't you just shut up and die!? STOP IT! STOP! TALKING! NO ONE CARES ABOUT YOUR GOD DAMN SPEECH-AGH!" Her screaming was ended when the blonde ran up to her, and hit her in the face with a flying knee, both hands grabbing onto the witch's hair-tufts, and swinging her above her head until she was cratered in the ground violently.
"And finally, we have the two new additions or old since they knew Gentaro first! We have exhibit a) one god damn creepy goth who weirds me out every time I talk to her, and then we have exhibit b) a martial-arts-obsessed pretty boy who's dating said goth! They're weird and they don't make a lot of sense, and I don't like feeling I'm a replacement for one of them!"
Her aura became super charged as she picked up the remains of Death Racket, tossing a tennis ball she plucked from her skirt up and down slowly.
"What is this energy!? How is it making her so strong!?" Hikari roared to herself before turning to the blonde, "Why are you still better than me?"
Omiko snickered, "Because they're such idiots, my best friends! That's why, as long as I know they're supporting me, I want to surpass any limit! Hikari… this will finish it!" Her aura enveloped the handle, slowly covering it and suffusing it, inch by inch a long net was formed as she threw the ball up in the air. "My ultimate attack… Take it and go back to the way you really are! My stupid magical girl loving friend! SUNLIGHT…"
She began, her aura turning golden as the net expanded in size to the point that it towered over head, resembling her old Two-Star weapon.
"OH HELL NO! YOU'RE NOT PULLING SOME BULLSHIT SHONEN ANIME PIECE OF TRASH ULTIMATE ATTACK OUT ON ME! I'M A MAGICAL GIRL! YOU FU-" Hikari screamed out, flying up, then shooting at Omiko with both blades extended like a helicopter's rotors, meaning to slice and dice her to pieces!
"SERVE!"
The world faded to white for the tennis player, all she could make out were the outlines of her body and Hikari's as she screamed out the last part of her attack. Gripping her net with both hands, she spun around rapidly before she slammed it against the flying ball, a small pop could be heard as the ball was supercharged like a golden missile, the projectile echoing forth as if fired out of a rail gun!
It struck Hikari's charge full on, a golden aura enveloping the witch's body and making her scream as she saw her opponents body fade away. Slowly her wings begun dissolving, as did her blades, her extra arms, and her uniform. Forced against the full brunt of the attack, she couldn't do anything but struggle weakly even as the room turned a blinding white due to the power unleashed upon her.
Inch by inch, she was pushed back, her arms trying to grasp the life-fibers fleeing from her body.
They merely wiggled out of her grasp, the attack hammering her further, golden shockwaves rippling out and forming layers of force around the initial attack! Unable to move, unable to attack, unable to resist. Hikari Naito could only scream in anguish as the Sunlight Serve defeated her.
"You bitch… you beat me with such cliché shonen manga crap… that's not fair!" Hikari cried out, even as she was flung back by the blast.
Slamming into a wall hard enough to make it crack, an explosion of golden energy shot out into the air, blowing Omiko's hair back dramatically as she swung Death Racket in an arc slowly. With a flick of her wrist, the golden aura dissolved into threads of cosmic energy that disappeared shortly after.
Hikari's uniform by now had finished dissolving into Life-Fibers, one by they all flowed into Ryūko's body as the Neo Kamen Rider club stood inside the room. The door to the arena flung wide open. They had heard every word from Omiko's mouth. The tennis player tossed the broken Death Racket to an disgruntled Maiko even as she walked towards Hikari's nude body.
Gentaro was proud as he patted the blonde's shoulder, grinning in a way that made her heart flutter, "This is all on you."
Omiko sighed and walked to Hikari, "Oi."
The pink girl sat up, not even bothering to cover herself while her pink hair was at least long enough to cover her breasts now out of its ponytails, "What?" she asked downtrodden, looking at the floor.
Omiko then shattered all expectation by kicking Hikari in the ass, forcing her to eat dirt, "Starting tomorrow morning, you're training with me!" she barked.
Hikari sat up, the dirt covering her privates at least, "W-W-W-What!?"
Snapping her teeth like a crocodile, Omiko continued, "I'll make sure you remember what it's like to work hard instead of relying on magic! Or what, do you want to admit that I'm better than you!?"
Hikari snapped, standing up and glaring, her forehead pressed on Omiko's, "Like Hell! Fine, I accept! I'll take whatever you dish at me and prove you that I'm better than you!"
"How the Hell does that work!?" Maiko asked in shock.
Gentaro burst out laughing, "I forgot! Hahahahaa! There's never a need for reason and logic when it comes to making friends! Good job, Omiko."
Said girl blushed up a storm, "I'm b-blaming you for rubbing off on me with your silliness, y-you know!?" she grunted and shook her head before turning to Maiko, handing her the broken Death Racket, "Mind fixing that up for me? Make it better too. Also more durable."
"You have no appreciation for art, but whatever. The Death Racket Mk. II will be ready… as soon as I get my parts." The super genius trap master and inventor muttered the last part to herself in mild aggravation.
"We need to talk about this to Kengo." Ryusei told them and sighed, rubbing the back of his head, "I am not looking forward to explaining this to him."
"Oi, what're you talking about, Ryusei? I'm sure he'll love to study this!" Gentaro cheered with a grin.
"Yeah, no." Ryusei told him, "Things are weird enough as they are, this'll only make them far more complicated."
Tomoko held her chin in thought, "Hmm… it seems that that Satsuki girl chose stars with more skills than she bargained for…"
Watching Omiko and Hikari argue with each other, the Neo Kamen Rider Club members could only smile with Gentaro. Who looked truly happy with Omiko, she caught his grin and thumbs up, and blushed deeply as she looked away, trying not to show how much she valued his staring.
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As they walked back to the Mankanshoku's house, the Neo Kamen Rider Club realized what time it was. As Gentaro approached the house, he saw what had been done to decorate it.
"Happy Birthday to… me?" He asked with wide eyes.
"Surprise Gentaro/Gen-chan/Kisaragi!"
From the house burst friends both old and new. The Mankanshoku family was there, with Mataro forced by his mother but still willingly cheering. Mako had party poppers made by Maiko, who was wearing a red cone as a birthday hat. Even his friends from the first Kamen Rider Club were there, a very odd sight to see compared to the other more eccentrically dressed new friends the Rider made. And even Ira cheered for him, in his firm and stoic voice, though standing and towering over the tiny house. Presents were at a table and they all approached to hug him, shake his hand or pat his back.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Their voices cheered loudly, making Gentaro's grin widen moments before Scanty and Kneesocks walked out of the house, holding a Fourze helmet shaped cake. 18 candles were over its surface, making him laugh.
"I forgot entirely! I was so preoccupied with making friends with Gamagōri-senpai and Sat-chan, that today was my birthday! I wish she would wish me a happy birthday too!"
His easy-going grin made Ryūko groan to herself, "Really?! Like she'll even at-"
Her sentence was cut short when massive red carpet shot down the ground of the slum. In order to avoid it, the red-locked girl flipped into the air while the twins lightly hopped, leaving only Mako to be blindsided by the carpet running her over.
Her body was trapped under the carpet, giving a thumb up through the thick fabric, "Mrhago isfm mmmkay!" Ira reached out underneath the carpet, and lifted it up, allowing her to pop out. "Phew! Mako thought she'd suffocate underneath there! Thank you Gamagōri-senpai!"
Mako thanked him happily, hugging him around his waist suddenly and making him turn a bright red. "I-I thank you Mankanshoku-san…" He said, turning his attention immediately to Satsuki Kiryūin herself as she strode towards them.
In a remarkable show of courtesy, she had a present underneath her own arm rather than having some servant or scrub one star student carry it. Even if a line of students kept everyone at bay so she could be undisturbed. And behind her were her elite, even the blond sushi lover, though all of them weren't stepping on the carpet.
"You're lucky Satsuki-chan is interested in your abilities as a Rider, transfer student." Nonon said with her eyes narrowed at him.
"Thank you for coming, Jakuzure-senpai!" the pompadour wearing teen beamed at her.
And the devil twins were right at his side, glaring at the tiny pinket with forced warm smiles, "And who might you be, small one?" Kneesocks asked with a polite yet condescending tone.
Scanty laughed like a queen, "Ohohoho! My, my, to think such small children can be at this academy and gain such a place! Truly there are elites if such a little one is allowed in."
Nonon knew what they were talking about, a vein pulsing on her forehead, "And I see where he got all his manners from."
"Wrong, he learned manners from yours truly." Miu stood forward, hands on her hips, "Someone has to teach him to be more mindful of others. It's not easy and is still a work in progress, but I'm proud of his progress."
All four were in a glaring contest while Satsuki handed the Rider the present with a curt bow of the head, "I hope it is to your liking."
He accepted it with a deep bow, "Thanks a lot, Sat-chan I'll put it with the others."
Inumuta observed Kengo, "What an interesting computer. Tacky, I'll say, but design is nothing compared to that processing power…"
Kengo narrowed his eyes, "What can I say? Your hand-device is handy, but with its simple design, can it show and analyze images and footage in high definition?"
The two intellectuals glared at each other as lightning flashed between their eyes. Shun and Uzu both took one look at each other, and decided that they liked each other. Done of course nonverbally and by nodding at each other seriously, unspoken words flashing between them.
'You fought Gentaro, didn't you?' Shun's question was answered by Uzu lowering his head in shame.
'Not as myself or under my true power. I lost because I couldn't give it my all.'
'That's alright. Gentaro will gladly fight you as a man again to your heart's desire. That's just the kind of guy he is.' Shun showed a slight nod of acknowledgment, making Uzu smile.
"Gen-chan is also helping you achieve your dreams, Mako-chan!?" Yuuki asked the coconut head.
Mako beamed and nodded, "Thanks to Gen-chan, Mako is making tons of new friends! What about you, Yuuki-chan!? What dream is he helping you with!?"
"Go to space on my own as a full-fledged astronaut!" Yuuki beamed, "I even gave him a card for a free ride on my space shuttle!"
"That's so cool!" Mako reached into her pocket, pulling out a handkerchief and pen, "Then Mako will make you a coupon for great croquettes so long as you're here!"
Yuuki cheered, "Then I'll teach you the Hayabusa song, dance, and give you a free ride to space card too!" she pumped her arms up.
Gamagōri started to sweat, "These two's spirits are so full of energy, it's like two stars about to hit each other. The end results could be catastrophic."
"You sure must have a lot of free time to be here, Kiryūn." Ryūko growled at the bushy browed girl.
"Unlike you, Kisaragi has the ability to change into a decent person with his superior self-control." Satsuki said politely while sipping from her cup of tea.
"She's right, you're more emotional than Gentaro at times."
"Oi, whose side are you on!?"
For his part, JK was having some fun at a makeshift DJ booth, headphones on, "Boy, I sure brought a lot of stuff for such a small place, but it's got some charm." He said as he danced slightly, bobbing his head to the beat.
Maiko groaned, "Don't you have anything better?"
"Sorry, I'm a guy who keeps up with what's, as grandpas used to say, in." he grinned, "Maybe like you, Ōgure Maiko-san. My little network says you're also quite the info dealer."
"Huh…" Maiko grinned, "What would you say is in?"
JK grinned widely, "For starters, I've got info on a sushi supplier for one of today's guests."
Maiko snorted, "That's easy if you just look into his diet."
"Then it'd be a shame if he knew who's really supplying his seller." JK snickered.
He got Maiko's attention, "I had my suspicions, what makes you say that?"
"Well, his demands aren't cheap, so it's obvious his dealer had to make shady deals. Really, even the world of sushi can be scary if you know were to look for the best, rarest, tastiest and freshest."
"We're going to get along just fine." Maiko grinned devilishly while the DJ had a cheerful smile.
Unaware of the conversation between his old, new, and future friends, Gentaro was about to celebrate until a car was stopped at the streets. All party-goers turned slowly, as a Revocs employee walked towards the festivities, carrying two presents under his arms.
"A welcome gift to our newest hero, from two people who wish to remain anonymous for now Mr. Kisaragi." The employee, an already faceless generic goon in a suit told Gentaro simply, handing him each present. One was wrapped brightly in radiant rainbow colored paper with a red bow on top, and the other was a bright pink with a purple bow.
"Thanks! I'll open them after the party!" Gentaro was happy to be with his friends and family, the presents were nice, but they were not overly important to him as the people who gave them to him. He hoped one day he could meet the anonymous gift givers, just so he could befriend them.
The goon suddenly sneezed, wiping his nose before he quickly left.
Satsuki merely looked at Gentaro as he sat down the presents and smiled at her happily.
"You going to have cake with us Sat-chan?" He asked her happily, making her sigh.
"I'm just here to hand off my present to you… but I suppose I can join in for cake."
Shirō looked at her from the corner of his eye, "Are you sure, Satsuki-sama? What about the matter regarding the other incident?" he whispered.
Satsuki remained as stoic as ever, "We couldn't find any clues, but considering who it is, we only have to tighten our security and act the moment we see him. Given how things developed, he may want revenge on this particular group, and he will be prepared."
Shirō noticed something in her speech, "Acting the instant he shows up… if I didn't know any better, I'd say you worry for these fools."
"Potential like this is never seen twice, and charisma is needed to win battles, too." She replied as cold as ever.
"Hm… Well, this party is already off to a flying start." He dryly remarked as they watched the Elite Four get into it with Gentaro's friends, both past and present.
Miu and Ryūko arguing with Nonon and each other. Ira stood bigger than everyone, but he as usual let Mako crawl over him and looked embarrassed by her happiness towards him being present. The twins served up cake to everyone and looked at each other with delight as they fed each other their own cake. All the while Gentaro happily talked with the party-goers, even as he began opening his presents.
His friends and family came first, and the twins outright told him, "Since all of our family sent you presents, we had to send some of them to Great Uncle Gorou, hope that's okay Gentaro-kun." Kneesocks broke it to him gently, making Gentaro grin regardless.
"It's alright! I can see them when I visit Gramps!" Then he opened the presents he got from Satsuki and his mysterious admirers.
In her box came a small personal tea set, fine china and the works, "It's a present from my elite and I whenever you choose to join us." The bushy browed girl told him softly.
"I will make sure to keep it safe until that day comes!" he cheered before opening the next present.
In the rainbow patterned box, he found a red Life-Fiber scarf, one that he gladly wrapped around his neck, making the thing wave eagerly behind him.
"What the…" Ryūko gasped in surprise, "Hey, is that thing doing anything to you? If so, we can burn it."
"Well, it sure is comfy, but seems to like me as much as I like it." Gentaro said and caressed it.
"Grr… I'd like to be that scarf… Then again, I wouldn't be with you, Ryūko…" Senketsu growled but then mused over.
"Interesting, it's got no tracking devices or any sort of trap." Inumuta whispered under his breath and simultaneously told Satsuki, who merely nodded at him as the Rider opened the next present.
In the pink box, he marveled over a handcrafted personally sewn Kamen Rider Fourze doll, complete with a little speaker that said his catch phrase when he pulled the string on the back.
"So cool! Who sent it?" he looked at the card that came with the presents, the only clue he found to the identity of the sender of the pink box was a flowery and girly script writing down two letters.
"HN...? Wonder who that is?" Gentaro asked, looking curiously at the card, unaware of Satsuki sucking in a tight controlled breath and her eyes narrowing sharply.
"Never content with anything not under your control or watch, are you mother?" She whispered sharply under her breath.
An also unaware boxer approached the Rider, "I've got you this!" Takaharu cheered as he handed him a notebook with plenty of tips written by his own hand about how to box better.
"Ah, I can feel your passion in every word and drawing!" Gentaro was marveled at the detail, and the small boxer rubbed his nose in embarrassment and pride.
"Heh, those are some of my best tricks, of course I'd do my best to put any good detail in!" he pumped up a fist, which Gentaro bumped his own into.
"Ahem!" Ira appeared behind him, "I know Satsuki-sama wanted us, her elite, to give you a present as a whole, but I couldn't just let her do that. My apologies for this disrespect, Satsuki-sama, but to you, Kisaragi, I have this."
Gentaro opened a box, blinking at what he got and whistled when seeing it was a brown coat with a white shirt, blue tie, and matching brown pants and shoes.
"Thank you, senpai!" Gentaro beamed, "I've never had a suit before, so I can finally look formally dressed if my pals need me to look fancy for parties."
"A man should always look his best and show he is respectable with a fine suit, remember that!" Ira boomed.
"Yessir!" Gentaro boomed back, a grin appearing on Ira's face before he was gently pushed aside.
"It's not as fancy, but I did my best choosing this." Miu said as she held a simple white box.
In it, Gentaro was overjoyed to find a black leather jacket with flames on the back and the kanji for friendship painted gold over them. The queen of Ama High had a pleased smirk when the boy's eyes started watering at the beautiful gift.
"Here's a little something from me too." Shun interrupted, handing him a plastic bag, "Sorry if I didn't get a proper box, but I think you'll like it."
"Thank you Shun!" Gentaro said gratefully as he opened the bag, and found a personally autographed football, namely autographed by some of the greatest football players in the world.
Shun's smile said it all, "I had to go to America to get some of these, but it was worth it for you Gentaro."
Here Gentaro actually started bawling tears of joy, making Ryūko panic until JK saddled up to her playfully. "Don't worry, he gets like this sometimes when he's really happy~!" The information broker reassured her, although it really didn't reassure her 'that' much.
"I guess…" She said, still looking at the crying Kamen Rider with mild concern.
JK rubbed his chin with a thoughtful grin, looking intrigued by this development, "Oh? So he's attracting other women besides Nadeshiko-san. How interesting!" He hummed out with an amused little grin before walking to the Rider, a box with many CDs in it held in his hands, "Here's a little something from me, a good selection of music about all things friendship. It's the kind of stuff someone as drawn to the dramatic like you'd love."
The Rider gasped, "I can hardly wait to listen to it!" he was giddy, seeing one of his favorite songs in there, one he had requested many times for JK to play for him with little luck since it wasn't the broker's cup of tea, meaning that said flashy boy did put effort into getting over 300 friendships songs like that for him.
As Gentaro tried to decide what present to open next, everyone turned at the sound of a loud, and very clearly insane maniac chuckle accompanied by an explosion. They turned to the source behind the house and saw lights, bright blue and purple colors painting buildings with the words "Happy Birthday Cousin Gen!" along a happy face and a signature of someone naming themselves Jinx.
Satsuki's eyes widened as she recognized that writing and type of vandalism from an infamous and dangerous criminal. However, as soon as the explosions happened and the buildings started to fall, a bright golden light engulfed them, and they started to return to where they stood.
Gentaro shrugged, "Josuke and Jinx must be having some fun again."
"How can you act so casual!?" Nonon asked in shock, "We need to act soon!"
"Don't worry, this tends to happen every birthday." Gentaro said calmly.
Off in the streets, the other pompadour wearing teen was chasing the maniacal blue-haired, pigtailed girl, "Don't think you can go wild during birthdays and claim it's a present!" he shouted, his Stand right behind him and ready for action.
The scrawny girl grinned widely, showing how unhinged she was, "C'mon! I'm livening the party a bit! How can you spell fun without fireworks!?" she threw a grenade at a building, which Josuke's Crazy Diamond was quick to fix before it even shook.
Their chase scene lasted a while, and the birthday party went on as usual, "At least Josuke can fix any damage, so we don't have to worry about lawsuits." Gentaro said as calmly before grinning as he held up a small paper bag.
Nonon felt her eye twitch, "Your family's insane."
Members of both the old and new Rider clubs replied in unison, "You have no idea."
"Wonder what's this one…" the Rider opened his gift, and smiled seeing a switchblade. But it wasn't a real knife, he knew from the moment his fingers touched plastic. Hitting a button, he smiled seeing a small comb pop out instead of a blade.
Ryūko grinned, "I had a feeling this'd be up your alley."
Gentaro used it to right his pompadour, "I've always wanted one of these! The style and cockiness but playful nature of this comb is something bikers like my gramps love! Thanks, Ryūko-chan!"
"You're welcome…" The red-locked girl looked away, trying not to blush in embarrassment thanks to his praise.
"Here!" Omiko's voice made him turn as she walked over with a present kept in a nice box, her glasses hiding her eyes while a massive blush was on her face.
"Oho? What is it Omiko-chan?" He asked, making her rapidly stammer.
"Shut up a-and t-take it Gentaro!"
As one, everyone minus Gentaro and Mako thought to themselves, 'Tsundere…'
Mako's thoughts however went as followed, 'Croquettes, croquettes, croquettes, Gamagōri-senpai, croquettes, soda…'
He opened the yellow colored box, revealing what was inside, namely a pair of riding goggles, high class ones and obviously customized to some degree for his head and for usage with the Machine Massigler owing to their unique orange lenses and aerodynamic design.
"I-I got them for you since you ride your bike a lot! But don't think it means I l-like you or anything!" Omiko said in embarrassment at his look of wonder and happiness.
"Thanks, Omiko-chan! I'll cherish and use these all the time!"
"Hehehe…" Tomoko's giggle made the blonde tennis player and the drifter shiver as she eyed them knowingly before handing the Rider her present, "Here, Gentaro. This is a shared gift between Ryusei and I. It shall protect you from curses as well as the crueler twists of fate."
The Rider sweated when he was presented with a talisman with a crystal eye that looked demonic with its deep red hue, slit pupil, and aura of malice surrounding it. It came with a small slip of paper that guaranteed that it'd work or he'd get a better devil to serve him as a familiar.
"What did she…" Kengo started, turning to Ryusei, who swiftly replied to the obvious question.
"You don't wanna know, all I'll tell you is that I was used in a way I'd rather forget and that the thing she put in there has to obey her or face something I would not wish on my worst enemy."
"Then I-I'll give him my gift…" Kengo knew when not to question some things Tomoko did.
"And mine too!" Yuuki had been very patient until that point.
"Huh, you got me something, Kengo?" Gentaro was surprised, before grinning widely, "Man, I can't be happier seeing how much our bond has grown as buds!"
"Still as loud as ever, Kisaragi." Kengo sighed as he and Yuuki gave him a small and a large box respectively, "Mine's a watch, I'll admit it's not the most exciting thing, but I could use a more punctual version of yourself. Oh, and I also installed a communication device in case you need to get in touch with any of us."
"I feel a bit simplistic, but here's mine." Yuuki said sheepishly as she handed him a box filled with donuts, "I heard you said how much you liked them after meeting that Wizard guy, so I made them fresh for you. Plain sugar donuts, just like he likes it."
"Guess it's down to me…" Maiko coughed as she looked around anxiously, before she held out a small wrapped rectangular box to Gentaro. "Hope you like it… I got it just for you. Had to talk to a pen pal of mine to help me find the exact place I could buy it though. She lives all the way out in the boonies of America though, off in a small farm with her friends."
Maiko gulped, adjusting her glasses as Gentaro opened it. It was a very rare and hard to find book, the Art of Traps by BT, a pseudonym for the writer who wished to remain unknown. It discussed the various ways traps could be used and found, including warning signs where an ambush was laid out or signs that one was walking into a death trap. For Maiko, she was giving Gentaro the means to foil her own traps. A huge sign of trust from her to him.
And he knew, "I'll make sure to understand every word from it, Maiko-chan. That way, we can get along and understand more of what you like!" he beamed at the end, making her smile slightly.
"Alright everyone, I believe this is a party!" JK cheered.
Barazō laughed, "Indeed, and I believe the food's ready, so let's dance and dig in all night long!"
"Yeah!" all members of the old and new Rider clubs cheered as one.
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"Gentaro-chan… Gen-chan~! I like him even more now~! I can see why Maman is so enthralled with him~! He is magnifique, très bien, and a thousand other things besides~!"
Tearing off the face mask of the common suit, a whimsical and feminine voice came from the owner of the body suit which crumbled around them like puppet parts. Said being whirled about to face the ongoing party from their perch. A building well over a mile away, this figure bounced an umbrella in their hands, smiling to themselves as they were able to perfectly hear and see the distant party.
Watching with a smile on her face, one Nui Harime wondered how wonderful it'd be… to paint the entire place red with the guests' blood.
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The Kisaragi Family Pt. 9 – Enjoy the little things!
Off in America, in a decent and very guarded manor at Colorado, a giant of a man was smoking large cigars while watching a game of ball. He had a large smile on his face, a can of beer in one hand, and a bowl of chips of the Texan theme currently playing. Despite being a politician, he was buffer than a bull, which showed on his shirt straining against his body. His coat was on a perch at the entrance, his tie loosened, his belt unbuckled, and his shoes off the side. As he cheered for his favorite theme, he had to adjust his glasses from time to time.
"Come on, the UT didn't make a half-assed player out of me!" he shouted energetically, pumping his beer can at the screen.
That was when a phone call rang, getting his attention. With a sigh, he pressed the speaker, "Ex-"
"What the Hell did I tell you about interrupting me during the game?" he growled, not angered, just annoyed as he lowered the volume of his large TV.
"S-Sorry, senator! It was about the address your nephew is at. Japan's having trouble. Some, and I am not joking, demon girls took the package and said they'd take it to your uncle's place."
"Old man Goro?" the senator asked, pulling out his cigar to blow out a ring of smoke, smiling, "Hah, then worry not. Those two took the package to the safest person who could take care of it. Now, if you don't have anything else, I'd like to finish watching the game, things are finally about to turn around."
"Actually, about your project. Some of your family members have voiced their concerns, and-"
"Tell them that we'll settle it like our parents and grandparents settled it: knuckle to knuckle once the time comes."
"But sir, some of them have started to infiltrate the place…" the senator sighed hearing that.
"Fine…" he turned off the TV and growled, "Seriously, at least give my ass a break. I still go to our BBQs all the way to Japan for them. Hmm… we could use one soon, all this damn paperwork is going to give me stiff shoulders soon."
"Mr. Armstrong, what are you-"
"Worry not, I'll talk it out with them, or see how much they've improved. Good night." He got up, cracking his knuckles slowly, "It's time to have a good old family reunion. Gotta give the little ones a few pointers too. A good old American BBQ with the family!" He opened a closet, revealing an apron designed like the American flag.
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We had a lot of fun writing this chapter, and we worked really hard on this one, especially for the fight between Omiko and Hikari. We worked our asses off on this one, and had a lot of fun. Especially since we'll finally be able to unleash Harime Nui on an unprepared world.
Hope you all enjoy this chapter, and the next!
Next chapter we'll go with an update of the move codex, and show off some of Satsuki's techniques as well! Until then, this is The Lord Of Pages, off to record another chapter!
And now a word from my Beta and all but blood brother.
Swordslinger here: Heya, if you guessed, that's senator Steven Armstrong from Metal Gear Rising. The only reason we put him in is because every family has black sheep, and while he's evil some do see the reasons behind his cartoonish ideals and even get behind them. It's the charm that made us put him in.
