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Episode 17
OP Song:
Nishiwaki Yui-君がいるから...(Because you...)(FULL)(Kindaichi Case Files OP 3)
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Max Payne - Main Theme
PART 1
DCMK Earth Prime...
Between the Lines...
There were two young women - second years of Paulownia Academy High School - currently surrounded by a couple of punks with disheveled clothing. Some of them were shirtless but have jeans. Some of them have piercings on their ears. Some of them have tattoos found on their arms or chest.
"Come on girls, don't be a couple of killjoys."
"We just wanted to have one good time with you, that's all."
"We ain't gonna bite, pinky promise."
"..." the two young women were growing uncomfortable and yet their eyes narrowed in displeasure.
How did it turn out like this?
They just got back from visiting a concert event that was held at Ajinomoto Stadium, It was attended by famous actors - one of which included Yoko Okino; famous idol groups - one of which included the Twinkle Girls of which the two girls were major fans; and other special guests. An estimated thousand and above, many of them who were of the middle school, high school, and university variety, managed to attend this event. There was also an incident that happened in the concert surrounding the famous Kaitou KID making a surprise appearance that lead to quite a ruckus where a chase between him and the police led by the famous Inspector Ginzo Nakamori.
Now they were simply enjoying the sights of the city before heading back home, casually talking about what had taken place, and the topic of Kaitou KID was talked about with excitement and girlish glee.
Unfortunately, they ended up bumping into these punks by turning left towards a nearby alleyway.
It's a cliché, one has to admit in all honesty. And yet, it still happens from time to time like a twisted cycle. It was as if the universe itself was finding entertainment in this type of scenario. The common law of the weak - especially young women - being preyed upon. Although, these two girls are far from weak since the other side of their life is the more stranger things to come kind of life.
One second later...
"Huh? Hey boss, look at that?" one of the punks muttered. His eyes were narrowed towards a dark corner of the alleyway.
"Haah?!" the leader of the group, the one with the handsome face, looks towards where one of his subordinates was pointing at. The others, including the two women, looked as well.
They spotted what appeared to be a little figure walking with solemn footsteps. He has a long dark hood covering his entire body, making his entire appearance indecipherable. The only thing anyone can tell was that this person appeared to be a child.
Was it six or seven years of age?
Who can say?
It made the two young women quite curious and bewildered at the scene that was right in front of them.
"What the...A kid? What the hell is this kid doing here?" one of the punks said.
"Who cares. It's just a kid playing Halloween too early," one of the punks said.
"Akiyou, go get rid of the brat," the leader said in a commanding tone.
"You got it, boss," one of the punks said. And he begins to head over to the spot where the "child" was. But before the punk ever as much as tried to grab the "child", something unthinkable happened. "Ahhhhh-Oof!" The punk got knocked out for good measure.
First, he was punched in the reproductive gland found in the center between his lower waist which made the punk lower himself while carrying a grimace expression due to feeling the tremendous pain shooting through. Then, he was punched to the jawline and got kicked to the face, sending the punk flying straight to the right where a garbage dump was nearby. It shook everybody who had witnessed a seemingly impossible event. One that was not so tall in stature managed to beat up someone two times and send them flying. That was unheard of. At least, that was what the punks would usually think.
There was no sound as the "child" begins to get rid of his disguise. The hood was thrown into the air, revealing a young boy wearing a dark-blue magician outfit. A dark blue top hat, suit, and caped overcoat, with a pair of white magician gloves that are tucked into his pockets, with a pair of non-reflective glasses that were covering one's face, thereby keeping one's identity strictly hidden.
The two young women recognized this boy as their eyes widened. Slowly, they were smiling as they thought of one particular person whose secret identity was that of a high school detective currently turned into an elementary school student.
"("Shinichi!")" the two women thought with an excited and relieved smile.
Shinichi Kudo. That was the real identity of the young boy. A high school student turned into a kid based on a chemical drug that was used as a stealth weapon for an elusive criminal organization that has agents planted everywhere in the world. But there's also another identity that he was known for. He was known as The Caped Crusader or The Dark Knight or The Detective Under the Moonlight among other aliases and was known to be an international superhero that is called upon in the worst-case scenarios by various governments and authorities in case something is above their paygrade to handle.
"Holy shit, it's him," one of the punks stepped back in dread. "Ni-Night Baron Kid!"
"We're...We're screwed man, we're screwed!" one of the punks stepped back in dread.
The aforementioned Night Baron was simply putting his hands in his pockets, maintaining the attitude of silence and patience. The punks were looking at each other, hesitating on what they should do now.
"Tck," the leader made a click of the tongue. He glances at the thugs behind him. "Oi, don't just stand there, you idiot, get rid of this brat."
"B-B-But boss...that's Night Baron-"
But the punk never got to finish before the leader grabbed him by the shirt line.
"What the hell am I paying all of you for?! Do your job and don't worry about the brat because you'll worry about me if you fail, got it?!"
The leader simply let go of the punk, sending the message just fine for the others to no longer hesitate to attack. But then, fighting this young man was already a foolish endeavor. Despite his size and apparent age, he has more than proven to be a complete terror to the criminals and the corrupted, having fought the most dangerous supervillains and threats that would make the punks currently standing right in front of him look utterly tame. Plus, the gadgets, technology, and multiple martial arts that are available for him to use more than makes up for his size.
The punks got all of their weapons ready as they begin to fight. One of the punks charged with a crowbar, only for it to be taken by Night Baron and punched to the face, knocking him out. Two punks were charging, only to get knocked out by a pair of boomerangs, sending them stuck to the wall nearby and knocking them out.
One punk tried to use a knife, only for Night Baron to dodge easily. His size was more maneuverable than it appears to be. He hits the back of the punk's right knee before throwing the punk away by jumping to his back and sending him straight to nearby punks, knocking them out.
Night Baron uses his Grapnel Gun to fire a straight line toward one of his opponents, sending him straight towards Night Baron who had already jumped with the help of his boots. He initiated a kicking attack that sends him toward nearby punks, also knocking them out.
No matter what the punks did to try to hit Night Baron, he was far too fast for them to hit, and the punks all paid the price for it.
One of the last punks was taken out via a special attack consisting of a newly made basketball thrown to the face, knocking the punk out as if it were simple dodgeball. About twenty-five punks were knocked out in total, some hanging to the walls.
The leader, who had grown quiet and afraid, tried to escape the onslaught by leaving at the last second. But Night Baron was fast, firing a blue-colored circle effect that managed to make the leader turn blue before falling to the ground.
It was over.
Night Baron breathed a sigh of relief, although it wasn't obvious. He turned around, only to be ceremoniously hugged by one of the girls that he was trying to save and protect from the punks most recently.
"Yaay! Thank you for saving us, Little Shin-Shin!"
The lively young girl who was hugging him was Sayaka Ooue.
She was a girl with somewhat above-average height and below-average weight. She has blue-green eyes and long curly brown hair, with three green hair clips on the left side of her head. She wears the standard Paulownia Academy High female uniform consisting of, a maroon blazer, white shirt, red necktie, dark blue skirt, black thigh-high socks, and brown loafers. She has a beauty mark just below her right cheek. She is also known to be a famous radio personality and model, making her quite the busy person in light of her demanding schedule.
The other girl who was expressing amusement and a giggle was Naho Saenoki.
She was a girl with somewhat above-average height and below-average weight. She has indigo eyes and black medium short hair, with two red hair rings and a red pentagram-shaped hair ornament on the top left part of her head. She wears the standard Paulownia Academy High female uniform consisting of a maroon blazer, white shirt, red necktie, dark blue skirt, black thigh-high socks and brown loafers. She has a blue jacket tied around her waist.
And as for the strange nickname that Sayaka was calling Night Baron by, it was something that had just stuck on ever since he became this way.
"Sayaka-chan, not in public," Night Baron simply said in a blank tone in reference to a possible hint of his true identity. Inwardly, he was still exasperated at the nickname.
"Che, stingy," Sayaka made a pouting face but nevertheless still not letting go of the hug.
This encounter was but one of the many ordinary days for Night Baron. He was like every other night out on simple patrol while everyone else, Naho and Sayaka being an example,
It was a time before the darkness.
A time before the party filled with corpses.
"Ahem, right," Night Baron decided to loosen away from Sayaka's hold, much to her pouting. "I should probably get going."
"Are you busy this night?" Naho made a sympathetic expression.
"You know I always am," Night Baron glances back at Naho. Then he looks at the skies and fires his grapnel gun, sending him away from the ground and was now flying mid-air with the help of his cape, leaving the two girls to look at him from afar.
"Haaah, Night Baron," Sayaka muttered with a smile, with both hands joined together. If one didn't know any better, it was almost as if there were hearts and stars found in her eyes if this were an anime.
"Oi, oi," Naho sported an exasperated expression.
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Resident Evil 4 Save Theme (Extended)
PART 2
Heavenly Host...
Where are you, Shinichi Kudo?
That was the question of Sayaka Ooue who was all alone in one of the dilapidated corridors. One hand was placed towards the wall and she was moving slowly with trepidation. She had been separated from Naho and the others. She was careful not to try to attract any unwanted attention.
Her heart grew weary...
She wanted to find Naho...
She wanted to leave this place...
She wanted to go home...
Where are you, Shinichi Kudo?
It was a stupid question and she knew it. Night Baron, their knight in shining armor, wasn't here to save them this time since this dimension is far out of his reach, never mind being out of reach with the rest of the world.
She felt cold...
She was currently trapped in a nightmare. No matter where she goes, there was blood everywhere. And her clothing was covered entirely with blood. Fortunately, she wasn't hurt in the slightest. She just took a deep dive from one of the holes not too far from here. By some miracle, she wasn't grabbed by a pair of tentacles straight out of the perverted mindset.
Now, she was trying to move forward. She believed firmly that her friendship with Naho was stronger than in this place. They will get out of this place alive. They will. Their friendship was strong. It will never die. She won't let it.
Where are you, Shinichi Kudo?
And she still couldn't help but think about the young high school detective, secretly a young elementary school from Beika and a well-known international superhero. He was many things to many people. Too many he was a hero, a savior, a friend, and many other labels. For Sayaka, she considered him a very good friend over the years, being one of the privileged few who knew his true identity. And yet, she considered him something more so. An unrequited crush if you will. But of course, she wouldn't really make it known to him. It was her personal secret after all. Plus, he's taken already which makes things a little hard on her but managed to hide them well enough to the point were only her friends, Naho Saenoki and Aiko Niwa, would know and confide with.
Although...knowing Shinichi, she just knew somehow that he knows but feigns ignorance and simply keeps quiet in order to respect her privacy. A little sweet on his part which made her heart turn so bittersweet.
Now...she wonders how long she had been since she'd been trapped here. She didn't know anymore. She was just tired.
"Oh my god! Are you alright?!"
Sayaka was startled for a bit. She turned around and finds an adult woman heading toward her, holding what appeared to be a handgun. She had red hair, wearing a red coat, a white shirt, and dark blue jeans. She was hurrying towards her side.
"Who...Who are you...?"
The woman made a kind smile, one that was full of concern for Sayaka, speaking in Japanese. "The name's Claire, Claire Redfield. You?"
"...O...Ooue Sayaka," she muttered.
"I see," Claire said, flashing a kind smile while gently holding Sayaka. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you."
The Twelfth Doctor's TARDIS...
"...Woah," all of the Kisaragi Academy survivors present muttered softly in awe.
They were looking at what appeared to be a huge armory with wide open spaces, almost reminiscent of a museum instead of just a simple armory, housing all types of weapons throughout the ages. There were multiple types of swords from different eras of history, many of antiquity and can be sold at very high prices on the bidding. Various forms of armor range from the ones used by the Mongolians whose armour had scale and lamellar variety, to the armor of medieval knights of England, to what appeared to be armor that was too big for a human to fit.
This was one of the armory rooms of the Twelfth Doctor's TARDIS. Judging by the scenery, it just proves the Doctor's fascination for history and for
Satoshi Mochida, Yuka Mochida, Yoshiki Kishinuma, Ayumi Shinozaki, and Yui Shishido were walking slowly and admiring the view. Touma Kamijou, the Twelfth Doctor, Rika Kamijou, Satoko Hojo, Rumiko Chie, and Komoe Tsukuyomi were simply smiling as they too were glancing around the place with a sense of admiration.
"Well, everyone? What do you all think?" the Twelfth Doctor asked with a jolly old smile. He had his hands in his pockets.
"This is...This is...incredible!" Ayumi smiled. She was quite excited and not without good reason, checking out the old armors and being a known sensitive to the realm of the preternatural and supernatural based on her lineage, felt a few strange auras from the armors that belonged to ancient warriors. "There's...spiritual residue all over some of the armors."
"Ah yes, well, I managed to procure them from remarkable circumstances," the Twelfth Doctor walked towards Ayumi's side, flashing a smile. "Some of them were quite the handful."
"I can attest to that," Kamijou smiled, walking towards Ayumi. "I recalled having to deal with a walking armor with no one inside. I couldn't really use my right hand since it might accidentally destroy the armor since it was an antique so I simply improvised and fought using swords."
"Speaking of your right hand..." Yoshiki glances at Kamijou's right hand. "Imagine Breaker...That's what is called, right? You know, if I didn't know any better, your right hand kinda reminds me of a manga character with bald hair who could punch through anything without breaking a sweat."
At that moment, Kamijou automatically raises both of his hands to his spiky hair and made a cringed expression. Both Rika and Satoko, knowing what this meant, simply giggled with smiles. The Twelfth Doctor said nothing except smile knowingly and with empathy. The rest were curious.
"Umm, is there something that we're missing here?" Yoshiki asked, concerned and a bit curious about what appeared to be an inside joke that was unintentionally triggered.
"Don't...Don't worry about it.." Kamijou muttered, cringing while honestly hoping not to have his hair go bald, but knowing his mis fortune, there may be a time when that may be an option.
"...Right...Well, anyway, the last thing that I can remember back in the day is that your right hand can practically purify spirits and negate many of the stupid traps that were lying around Heavenly Host which forced Sachiko to step up her game," Yoshiki said, his smile was accompanied with a grim outlook.
When looking back at it, the times when the difficult was suddenly raised in Heavenly Host was when Touma Kamijou shows up out of nowhere to the point that it didn't become funny for Sachiko and the many nasty horrors and traps that lay in the wake of Heavenly Host.
"The Doctor said that you've had that hand since you were born, right?" Ayumi asked, curious.
"Yeah," Kamijou nodded, raising and clenching his right hand. "It's been with me as long as I can remember. With this, I can practically negate most of anything related to the unnatural and abnormal, putting things back by force if needed."
"Yeah, I said it once before back in the day and I'll say it again, your power set is pretty overpowered, Touma," Yoshiki smiled in amusement.
"Well, it's not without its drawbacks, but other than that, I'd have to agree," Kamijou smiled.
"Well, we all can't just stand around here forever, I'll lead the way from here and provide you lot with the necessary protection," the Twelfth Doctor walks forward.
"Would there be guns next?" Yoshiki asked.
The Twelfth Doctor made a hard stop. Then, he turned towards Yoshiki and gave him a hard but humorous expression for those in the know, one that made Yoshiki quite intimidated. Touma, Rika, and Satoko were smiling and trying their best not to laugh.
"No, no guns, young man. One, you are underage by my standards despite being over your late teens. Two, I tend to find guns practically useless for most of the monsters that I tend to fight daily which is why I don't really use them that much and you would learn not to rely on them in every situation. Three, I don't really like them too much. Four, too many qualifications are required before you're even deemed to carry a gun with a sense of an informed conscience and responsibility, and even then, I'm not recommending it. Finally, you can't have a gun unless your name is Kyon or Roland or Brigadier Alistair Gordon Lethbridge-Stewart. In fact, I have much better tools for the job than just guns. Listen and learn, Kishinuma Yoshiki, that guns aren't always the only solution," the Twelfth Doctor made a smile of humor befitting one of a teacher.
And then, the Twelfth Doctor turned around and walk forward towards his current destination. Kamijou simply patted Yoshiki on the left shoulder in support and smiled.
The Eighth Doctor's TARDIS...
The Eighth Doctor, most of the Companions, and Dhruv Varma were currently looking at the screen in the main console. They were seeing what appeared to be black vengeful specters hovering a few meters away from the TARDIS.
"...Well, look's like we've got company," Dhruv Varma muttered softly. He can see the corrupted aura leaking from the ghastly apparitions.
"Not for long," the Eighth Doctor muttered, pressing a few switches in the main console.
All of a sudden, the TARDIS fired a burst of energy waves that managed to banish the specters from hovering nearby, the last painful and screeching sounds of howling coming from the black smoking figures, leaving an empty dilapidated corridor.
"And that's a wrap," Kyon muttered softly.
A few moments later, the Twelfth Doctor, Touma Kamijou, and the others enter the main console room. Everyone noticed them, especially seeing the Kisaragi Academy students plus teacher armed with metal baseball bats with certain Gallifreyan symbols etched unto them. They were also wearing light black protective vests and gloves for good measure. From their sides, it appeared that they were carrying modified Nerf Blasters from their person. When Yoshiki once commented that he thought that he wasn't allowed to carry guns, the Twelfth Doctor counteracted by saying that they don't really fit the category of a deadly weapon such as a gun and consider this as part of training and personal responsibility as they needed to start out somewhere. It was true from a certain point of view. And then, there were the other supplies that were located in their backpacks. It was lighter when carried around, much to their surprise. The simple explanation was that the bag was a lot bigger on the inside, thereby compensating for the mass of supplies in store.
"Well look at you lot, going to war, aren't we?" Kyon asked with a smile of humor.
"How's the armory for you all so far?" Lelouch vi Britannia asked with a smile.
"It was quite wonderful, Lelouch-kun," Yui Shishido spoke with a smile, slightly lifting her right arm that was carrying a bat. "There are lots of antique armor in store for me to take note of."
"And it almost felt like a field trip into one of the city museums, seeing all of those armors that were used in the old days," Satoshi smiled.
"Well, at least my habit of collecting antiques hasn't diminished one bit," the Eighth Doctor said with a smile.
"It is for the learning of the children after all," the Twelfth Doctor smiled before turning serious. "Anything happened while we were gone?"
"Not much except for having to take care of a few stragglers of a vengeful variety, to which I've already taken care of," the Eighth Doctor said.
"Good," the Twelfth Doctor nodded. "Well, I suppose that you four come with me for now, Rumiko-sensei, Komoe-sensei, Rika-chan, Satoko-chan. I'm going to need a few assistants while the rest get on with their little adventure. Of course, there's also Akaboji-chan needing a bit of company while watching out for the increasing numbers of survivors staying in the TARDIS. Poor girl can't do everything by herself."
"Right," Rika nodded. Then, she turned toward Kamijou and smiled. She walked a few paces and immediately kiss him on the lips. It was quick but it was no less sweet. Of course, the Kisaragi Academy students all blushed in surprise while Satoko only sighed with an exasperated smile and muttered "the old married couple is at it again". The companions made a smile and the three teachers on board such as Komoe Tsukiyomi, Rumiko Chie, and Yui Shishido smiled with interest.
"Stay safe, Touma, and try not to do anything too reckless, especially by yourself, okay?" Rika smiled sadly accompanied by a pointed reminding tone.
"Heh, good luck reminding him of that, Rika-chan. Oh, wait..." Kyon smiled while making a mocking expression of epiphany.
"Haha, very funny, Kyon," Kamijou said, making a pointed expression. He turns toward Rika with a serious expression. "But to be more serious, I'll try, Rika. But knowing how much of an interest Sachiko has for me, I don't think I'll be left off the hook so easily."
"A yandere crimson ghost who just loves her onii-chan a little too much. Another fine edition to Kamijou-san's ever-increasing harem," Kyon joked.
"Hmmmmmmmmmmm," Ayumi Shinozaki, Yuka Mochida, Rika Kamijou, and Satoko Hojo giggled in amusement.
"Harem?" Satoshi Mochida and Yoshiki Kishinuma muttered in surprise and interest.
"Are we seriously going to talk about this now?" Kamijou made an exasperated tone.
"Maybe I should just play Sweet Home Alabama on the main console," Kyon continued with a smile.
"Kyon, please shut up," Kamijou was exasperated. He'd rather not be reminded of his contradictory luck when it comes to women. "Like you can honestly talk considering that your suffering the same thing."
"Well, yeah, but not as bad as you. I mean, even the Doctor's Harem Machine says so," Kyon said with a smile.
"Touché," Kamijou made a deadpanned expression.
"I'd have to second that for myself since I too have unfortunate experiences surrounding women," Conan Edogawa muttered in embarrassment, side glancing before turning back towards a photo that he was holding.
"Wait, what is the lad talking about, me?" the Eighth Doctor softly whispered to the Twelfth Doctor.
"He's talking about that machine that one of the TPA members had made as a joke for us back in the day," the Twelfth Doctor responded with a whisper.
"Wait..." the Eighth Doctor made a dreadful and grimaced expression. "Surely...not that confounded jukebox?!"
"I'm afraid so," the Twelfth Doctor made a simple smile.
"Hm? Is that...?" Ayumi muttered in curiosity. She looks closer, walking toward Conan's position.
There were three young women present in the picture.
One was a girl with blue-green eyes and long curly brown hair, with three green hair clips on the left side of her head. She was located somewhere on the left side of the picture. There was another girl from the center, with indigo eyes and black medium short hair, with two red hair rings and a red pentagram-shaped hair ornament on the top left part of her head. And the last girl, somewhere to the right, with long, black hair with light blue highlights. Two blue ribbons are tied to it.
The first and the second are Sayaka Ooue and Naho Saenoki, wearing their Paulownia Academy High female uniforms. The last girl was Aiko Niwa, wearing a gold necklace with a pink gem, and a short purple yukata with a red skirt underneath. She also wears geta with long stockings tied with light blue ribbons.
"What the?!" Yoshiki muttered in shock. The other Kisaragi Academy survivors gathered around Conan. "That's..."
"Yeah," Conan made a sad face, gently holding the picture. "This picture was taken when these three girls from the photo forcibly dragged me to Tropical Land one day all because I was, to paraphrase the girls, super busy all of the time either as a detective or as Night Baron. I couldn't really say no to them since they outnumber me by three to one."
"Who took it?" Kyon asked who had taken the picture.
"I did," Conan answered. "I even have another photo where I'm alongside them."
"Huh, you lucky bastard," Yoshiki made a humorous expression of jealousy. Then, he got elbow-punched by Ayumi. "Ow! What did I do?!"
"And does Haibara-san know about this?" Kyon asked, curious.
"She should, it was all her idea, planning something like this behind my back," Conan answered truthfully.
"Please tell me there wasn't yet another criminal case for you to deal with as that seems to happen a lot when it comes to you," Sota Mizushino made a concerned expression.
"Miraculously and thankfully, no," Conan smiled both in a serious and humorous fashion. "Although, I do recall a male friend of theirs getting a bit left out and so decided to follow us to Tropical Land."
"Umm, was this male friend by any chance named Inumaru Haruyuki?" Ayumi asked, somewhat recognizing the name for a bit in light of her limited memories.
"Yeah, him," Conan nodded, no longer surprised that Ayumi knows the young man since he'd figured that she had met him in some other lifetime or timeline. Then his expression turned to worry. "Speaking of him, back when I was interviewing people regarding the disappearances of Naho-chan, Sayaka-chan, and Aiko-chan, for some strange reason, Inumaru wasn't affected by it somehow, being the only one who remembers them. He and I have kept in contact ever since and provided each other with respective clues about what we've discovered. At that point, it was still a dead end. Never have I imagined them getting whisked away to Heavenly Host and I just only recalled the school the moment I came here."
"We'll find them, Shinichi-san. They aren't going to die on our watch," Kamijou said with a supportive smile, putting his left hand on his shoulder while crouching down.
"Yeah, we will," Conan nodded. Then he was having inner thoughts. "("Hang in there, everyone, we're coming to get you all safe, or die trying.")"
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Detective Conan : Zero no Tea Time - Ending Full 『Find the Truth』 by Rainy
Incarnation(s)/Regeneration(s) of the Doctor:
The Twelfth Doctor - A: Peter Capaldi
The Eighth Doctor - A: Paul McGann
Main Companion Protagonists:
Touma Kamijou - VA: Atsushi Abe
Shinichi Kudo/Conan Edogawa/Night Baron - VA: Minami Takayama
Kyon - VA: Tomokazu Sugita
Sota Mizushino/Kamen Rider Decade - VA: Daiki Yamashita
Lelouch vi Britannia/Zero - VA: Jun Fukuyama
Main Love Interests:
Rika Kamijou (née Furude) (Past) - VA: Yukari Tamura
The Club Characters:
Satoko Hojo (Past) - VA: Mika Kanai
Rumiko Chie - VA: Fumiko Orikasa
The Nine Characters:
Satoshi Mochida - VA: Hiro Shimono
Yuka Mochida - VA: Eri Kitamura
Yoshiki Kishinuma - VA: Yūichi Nakamura
Ayumi Shinozaki - VA: Asami Imai
Yui Shishido - VA: Miyuki Sawashiro
New Characters:
Naho Saenoki - VA: Ayano Yamamoto
Sayaka Ooue - VA: MAKO
Claire Redfield - A: Alyson Court