Let's see where we ended. Ah, the face-off. We see our heroes about to do
battle with West (yes, that IS the name of the school) Grade School's
dreaded safety patrol. "You losers will be begging to surrender when we're
through with you!" Ririn shouted with glee as each student prepared to
fight. "Oh yeah, bratty girl?" yelled back Goku, "what if WE beat you?
Almighty Licorice Stick!"
Instantly, a long, red, cherry-flavored licorice stick materialized on Goku's outstretched hand. His "team mates" began summoning their weapons as well. Gojyo brandishes his metal yo-yo, Hakkai possesses the powerful water balloons, and Genjo Sanzo readies his exorcism pellet gun, while keeping the Holy Paper Airplanes, his ace-in-the-hole on hold for great need.
But the enemies are not to be undone. Ririn can punch the hardiest school bully to smithereens, Yaone has her flour bombs, Dokugakuji, too, has a metal yo-yo, and Kougaiji, though good in fighting like all of them, has the added power to summon weevils. "Now, Sanzo, let's see if we are evenly matched, or if I prove to be the better!" Kou calls out in confidence. And with that battle cry, they strike!
We have got but a glimpse of Gyokumen's true intentions. But what would she really do with the money? Surely not to bail him out, he's stuck without bail in jail. No, she needs the money to pay two of the most cunning criminal minds that ever lived (in their world at least) to BUST darling Gyumao out. Their names are Ni and Fan. Both cunning, both good at what they do (mainly scheming and conniving), it'll come as a surprise that they DO NOT GET ALONG! No, absolutely no hope of them becoming friends. So, what are they doing right now? Well, they were sent to infiltrate the jailhouse complex so they can get the info they need to bust him out.
"Ni! You slime ball doppelganger! Your footsteps can be heard from here to Kentucky!" Fan hissed at Ni. He sighed and replied, "Fan, Fan, Fan. When are you going to realize that I am a man of quality?" Fan cursed under her breath as she continued spying and gathering data, while Ni took images and audio.
After frustratingly fumbling with faulty equipment, she asked him, "Really, Ni, why do we have to do all this? I mean, we're here already, why don't we just do what we were paid to do?" Ni took out his toy bunny and said, "Well, we need all the data for a perfect getaway. One slip, and we'll be sharing a cell with our client." Fan knew he was right, so she silently returned to tinkering with the tools, trying hard not to let Ni relish the thought that she doesn't know what she was doing. Though, unfortunately, he already knows, with satisfaction.
Let's go to Tenkai Subdivision, where the financially omnipotent dwell. Here, too, resides Aunt Kanzeon Bosatsu, and Jiroushin the butler. With her seat-of-the-pants technology she buys from all her money, she can observe cute little nephew Sanzo from a convenient distance. Putting down her hi- tech binoculars to sip some lemonade, she remarks, "The first fight has begun. Though both groups may match each other in physical prowess, it is yet to be seen whether one will best the other in wits." "Ah, Ms. Bosatsu," comments Jiroushin, "with you as his nephew, Sanzo will definitely inherit your wits." Kanzeon giggled softly at the statement, as she returns to observing the scuffle.
Instantly, a long, red, cherry-flavored licorice stick materialized on Goku's outstretched hand. His "team mates" began summoning their weapons as well. Gojyo brandishes his metal yo-yo, Hakkai possesses the powerful water balloons, and Genjo Sanzo readies his exorcism pellet gun, while keeping the Holy Paper Airplanes, his ace-in-the-hole on hold for great need.
But the enemies are not to be undone. Ririn can punch the hardiest school bully to smithereens, Yaone has her flour bombs, Dokugakuji, too, has a metal yo-yo, and Kougaiji, though good in fighting like all of them, has the added power to summon weevils. "Now, Sanzo, let's see if we are evenly matched, or if I prove to be the better!" Kou calls out in confidence. And with that battle cry, they strike!
We have got but a glimpse of Gyokumen's true intentions. But what would she really do with the money? Surely not to bail him out, he's stuck without bail in jail. No, she needs the money to pay two of the most cunning criminal minds that ever lived (in their world at least) to BUST darling Gyumao out. Their names are Ni and Fan. Both cunning, both good at what they do (mainly scheming and conniving), it'll come as a surprise that they DO NOT GET ALONG! No, absolutely no hope of them becoming friends. So, what are they doing right now? Well, they were sent to infiltrate the jailhouse complex so they can get the info they need to bust him out.
"Ni! You slime ball doppelganger! Your footsteps can be heard from here to Kentucky!" Fan hissed at Ni. He sighed and replied, "Fan, Fan, Fan. When are you going to realize that I am a man of quality?" Fan cursed under her breath as she continued spying and gathering data, while Ni took images and audio.
After frustratingly fumbling with faulty equipment, she asked him, "Really, Ni, why do we have to do all this? I mean, we're here already, why don't we just do what we were paid to do?" Ni took out his toy bunny and said, "Well, we need all the data for a perfect getaway. One slip, and we'll be sharing a cell with our client." Fan knew he was right, so she silently returned to tinkering with the tools, trying hard not to let Ni relish the thought that she doesn't know what she was doing. Though, unfortunately, he already knows, with satisfaction.
Let's go to Tenkai Subdivision, where the financially omnipotent dwell. Here, too, resides Aunt Kanzeon Bosatsu, and Jiroushin the butler. With her seat-of-the-pants technology she buys from all her money, she can observe cute little nephew Sanzo from a convenient distance. Putting down her hi- tech binoculars to sip some lemonade, she remarks, "The first fight has begun. Though both groups may match each other in physical prowess, it is yet to be seen whether one will best the other in wits." "Ah, Ms. Bosatsu," comments Jiroushin, "with you as his nephew, Sanzo will definitely inherit your wits." Kanzeon giggled softly at the statement, as she returns to observing the scuffle.