Chapter 11: Rumour Queen

"Miss me?" Kanon said as she approached the 3 men.

"B- boss. You're back already?" said one of her henchmen.

"What's with the get up? Is that a new tattoo?" another said as his eyes glanced briefly over the vine like tattoo plastered on their bosses right arm.

Kanon: "Yeah. I didn't have much to do and yes this is a new tattoo and no. You boys won't be getting this."

Henchmen 1: "Oh."

Kanon: "By the way, I hope I'm mistaken but do you get the feeling that someone from the force has infiltrated their way inside?"

Henchmen 1&2: "Uh…"

And now the seed is set. Let's see what happens.

Kanon: "Heh. It must be my imagination. Feel free to tell everyone you know. Also, I may or may not be offering free tickets to Tokyo Disneyland. Tell everybody and maybe I'll gift you something very special."

"Got it!" Both henchmen loudly announced as they ran off. On her end, Kanon took out a flip phone she had stolen from one of her previous victims and began typing on it. As far as anyone else was concerned, the real owner of this flip phone was still alive. She may have had her run ins with the Foundation, but admittedly they were very good at covering up their tracks.

Kanon: "And send."

Kano hits the send button.

The owner of this flip phone was a 34 year old Japanese train station attendant who works long hours and is happily married to his wife.

Heheh, well not for long.

Posing as this man, in Kanon's post she mentions that lately he has been feeling unsatisfied with his marriage and that he wishes he could be married to someone more understanding. Of course none of this is true but all that matters is how this man's social media friends will handle this. To add to the story, Kanon makes sure to 'accidentally' send the deceased man's wife a porn video which had been edited so as to add in false details concerning the actors and actresses ages. Now all that is left is to test out the 3rd type. Kanon takes out her own smartphone and begins typing out a message:

[A misunderstood heart?/]

Over these past 5 days there is no doubt that we've all met the full force of a mysterious assailant but could it possibly be that our killer isn't some sort of heartless monster but a gentle soul who just needs some reassuring? Some witnesses claim the mysterious assailant may in fact be misguided in their attempts to achieve world peace

[/end message]
Haha! It doesn't matter whether it's true or not. Now all that's left for me to do is to let the stories spread and see what happens.

And lookie here. Looks like I've gotten a couple of shares already.

Huh? Is it just me or did that bonsai plant just grow taller all of a sudden.

!

No! It's definitely not me. Oh ho. This is going to be fun.

Kanon slowly rubs her hands together in a sick anticipation.

Later that day…

Location: somewhere in the Roppongi District.

Kanon: "Thank you! Thank you all for coming. As you have all heard, today is a special day indeed. That's why I even went out of my way to hire this band of jazz players and you're all so eager to play for us, aren't you boys?"

That last line had the tone of a threat. Closing her fingers as if to grasp something, the drummer winced.

A random mook calls out.

"Yo boss! Is there any reason why you called us out here tonight? Are we doing something big or is this just some music video you want us to help with?"

Kanon: "Just a music video?"

The boss's voice sounded a bit annoyed.

"Sorry. I just-"

Kanon: "Oh no no. It's alright. We've all heard a lot of things and in the end I'm glad the message had spread, even if that's not what I entirely had in mind."

The crowd looked with confusion.

"What do you mean?"

Kanon's lips curled up to wicked sneer.

Kanon: "Allow me to demonstrate."

Kanon's head turns to face the jazz players.

Kanon: "Start playing!"

While she was busy talking to her underlings, razor sharp vines had snaked up and wrapped themselves around each of the jazz band players. Earlier Kanon had used her newfound plant based superpowers to abduct this young band and now-

A saxophone blows and Kanon begins her sprechstimme.


Kanon:

Have you heard about a little dirty rat?

A police officer is amongst us you're told

And you've spread the message all around

An unverified story takes hold.


Looking around, Kanon's underlings notice there are sharp vines growing around them rapidly. Too fast in fact. It's almost as though-


Kanon:

A misguided killer wanting world peace

Who even knows if it's true?

And now that you've heard it all

Let me show you my new power!


As soon as Kanon said the word power she jumped up onto a branch which had started to form. To all the onlookers astonishment, it held. It wasn't even ruffled at all.

"How is that plant so strong?" a mugger asks. Even though he mugs people for a living, even he realizes the scene unfolding before him isn't normal by any stretch of the imagination. Well, then again their boss did used to work alongside those girls at the… but would they really have come up with something like this? And those vines growing all around them. It was like she had actual control over them. As far as any of them were concerned, the Advanced Sciences Society could never achieve such a thing.


Kanon:

I'm a rumour Queen

These cringy lines will make your ears sting

But all the same, it's the name of my game

I've fused with the Rumor Weed.


Kanon sat on a large flower that had just sprung up. Yep. She definitely is controlling these plants.

Wait! What did she say just now?


Random mook:

What are you talking about?

Kanon:

A sentient weed from another verse

Who feeds on words true or not

They just need to be repeated

And I won't be defeated!

I'll bask in the power I've got!


Kanon pointed at one of her underlings and immediately a vine shot out and began to strangle him. Seeing this, a few other underlings pulled out their weapons. Chainsaws, heavy assault rifles, flamethrowers and even some energy guns, but not one could do a single thing to save their comrade who was being toyed with by their ever so cruel boss. Of course their boss had a reputation for randomly offing off her own minions for fun and seeing that she had somehow gained the power to control seemingly indestructible if at the very least unharmable plants, it wouldn't have mattered whether any of them had refused to come or not. Speaking of which, there must've been a few who didn't attend, which would only result in-


Kanon:

Yeah my power's of plants and rumors, maybe you don't know

Sometimes they're mean shit

Other times it's fucking kind.

But all the same

What do I have to not gain?

And this world shall be mine!


Kanon skipped a beat. A girl tosses her tomahawk which harmlessly bounces off her, verifying that their boss's new powers also affected herself directly.


Kanon:

I'm powered by rumors you see

There's no stopping me!

That's why you can call me a rumour queen

I make sketchy stories a reality!

Twitter mobs are all I need

You'll march to my beat

I'm a fucking goddess you see!


All around Kanon's minions screamed as they tried to flee but to no avail. With an evil smile Kanon takes a few steps and transforms a part of her right arm into a line vine, personally strangling a few of them. The look in their eyes. She licked her lips.


Kanon:

Go and worship me!

Who's going to stop me!

Unverified stories are all I need

Look at my power and obey your Queen!


Strangling a random mook with the transformed part of herself, Kanon causally tosses the now dead mook to the side. Meanwhile trapped between her cleavage, Kanon's shrunken audience can only shake more so in fear than ever before. Apparently Kanon must've gained some sort of superpower over plants and rumors? Well fuck. They were totally fucked and shit out of luck and knowing Kanon…

A shrinky desperately tries to get out only to get trapped between Kanon's breast as she temporarily made them into plant material only to then transform them back. Oh, but she made sure that this shrinky's face was just at the border so that his other loser friends could only watch in despair as she slowly suffocated him, his face pounding. Another one yells as he is carried off by another vine down under. The glint in Kanon's eyes are all they need to know that their fellow's fate is a cruel joke of the means of reproduction. At a normal, unshrunken height the place their fellow was sent to wouldn't typically be considered nerve wrecking although there are exceptions given that there are men with sex related phobias such as eurotophobia in this case. In any event, his event was sealed as was another who their master made the decision would serve better as a little spice. Both equally terrifying and horrendous and painful in their own right, traits that only gave Kosui a smile on her face.


Kanon:

Give me stories!

Retweet and spread them for me!

Mean or kind, I don't mind

Gossipers are my patrons indeed

This world will worship only me!