So, as promised, I have returned! From now on, chapters may be coming out slower than before, but there won't be any more ten-month gaps. And if you want chapters to come out faster, you can always help out by:
Liking and commenting
Contributing to the wiki
Subscribing to Pewdiepie (completely unrelated but important)
Now, in the vast sea of time between February 24 and now I have gotten exactly one comment, from Mcho1907:
I couldn't stop laughing... Keep,up the good work!
Thanks. Now, that was posted on chapter 20 so idk if he finished it since then or not. In any case, here's my post-HSC debut. Also Merry Christmas, Happy New Year etc.
(Chris' POV, 20:55, July 24)
As Lauren and I get comfortable sitting on the bed in front of the TV, the ANPA response begins.
'Hey, Second Kira, this is the police! We were just wondering if you were willing to give us Kira's real name. We'd accommodate you in some way, like, giving you a better jail cell or a less painful execution or something. If you contact Kira, you will only be used and killed. Kira is a mass murderer, you must not help him. What you must do now is think of the value of human life and atone for your crimes by revealing what you know to the police, and save the world from the terror of Kira. Please consider your options.'
'…I've been looking forward to this. Now then, Lauren, let's show them who has the high ground.'
'When this is all over, I want my sanity back.'
(Okada's POV, 06:02, July 25)
'Hello.'
'Okada, you've come at a good time', Luci replies.
'Oh really? What's up?'
'We just received another video message from the second Kira.'
'Again? That was fast.'
'Shut up Okada.'
*click*
'Hey guys, welcome back to the Kira show! Just kidding, it's me again. I just wanted to let you guys know that… regarding the ANPA propaganda that was broadcasted earlier this evening, let me make it clear that I am no fool, I am no weakling and I will not betray the side of justice. To hell with your lies! To hell with the evil, corrupt, puppet-wielding powers that be! And to hell with your fairytales of an evil Kira! Did you not hear what that piece of shit was spouting out his piece of shit mouth?! Do you think I'm dumb enough to fall for such disgusting delusions?! And to those bystanders that denounce my methods and Kira's, and who can't accept us as anything other than villainous, let me ask you a question. If there is an evil that cannot be defeated through just means, what do you do? Do you stain your hands with destruction to destroy evil? Or do you remain steadfastly just and righteous even if it means surrendering to evil? In our case, we commit a little evil in order to destroy the greater evil! And one last thing. Kira, within the audio of this video I have encoded the coordinates and time for us to potentially meet, since it would be too dangerous to encounter you at your address.'
'...Well then, let's start decoding that audio right away. Pearl?'
'I'm on it, Luci. I must say, the second Kira sure seems angry at us.'
'Well that's to be expected. After all, hatred is power. It is yours to control. All you have to do is turn it into strength, and use that strength to move forward.'
The second Kira has a bit of a point, though. But it's best that I don't let anyone know I know that.
(Two hours later)
'Alright, we've got a Kiran response already. His method of delivery is still different to the second's, so at least that indicates that they might not be cooperating yet.'
*click*
'If nothing is done, clueless people who only care about saving their own skin will unwittingly set humanity on a path towards self-destruction. I for one am both glad and proud that the Second Kira has proven themself to be more than that. I am also impressed with your arrangements for our meetup, and I can confirm that I will be there at the specified time and place. However, there is one other significant issue that I must address, and that is the conflict that has taken place in Eastern Europe. You can tell a lot about a place by how they treat their people, and the oppression of Russians in Ukraine, Estonia and Latvia has been nothing short of unacceptable. However, while I must applaud the Russian Federation for liberating them and for forming neutral governments in those three nations outside of elitist control, I must warn them that further expansion will not be tolerated. And asking me for compassion is mistaken, after all I have no heart or time to spare, so take my warning seriously and we won't have a problem here. And to all you Western pawns who are going to get upset over the fact I'm not wiping Moscow's leadership out of existence as punishment for this perfectly justifiable action, well let me put it to you this way: What do you call an anti-Russian, anti-Kira fear-mongerer? Mein Fuhrer.'
(Dimina's POV, 08:54, July 25)
As much as I hate to admit it, I think I'll miss the trip up to this abandoned airfield. Above the treetops there's a gentle breeze, and the cheerful laughter of Kookaburras contrasts the guzzling rumble of the motorcycle down on the dirt path. Alongside Rugo I glide down to just beside the Kiras as we approach the facility.
'We should be there in a couple minutes. Remember, we aren't trying to recover everything from the airfield before it gets blown to bits, just everything we can get out in time after sending out our last wave of diplomatic messages.'
'So Chris, on a scale of one to ten, how bad do you think it would be if-'
'At least twenty. Now Rugo, Dimina, while Lauren and I clear the control tower I'd like you two to gather up all the drones and missiles. We should have two left of each… Dimina? Dimina, are you even listening?!'
'Yes, it just takes me a while to process so much stupid all at once.'
'What, you think we can't do it?'
'Yup. The bombers are probably halfway here already.'
'…So, did you hear the news today?' Lauren asks.
'Not yet.'
'You lucky son of a bitch!'
'What is it, Lauren?'
'So, I was watching the news.'
'…And?'
'I wouldn't recommend it, to be honest-'
*SCREEEETCH*
Chris slams the brakes before hitting the airfeild's warehouse, fast enough for several things to fall out of the motorcycle.
Including Lauren.
'Hehe, you failed!'
'Yeah, Dimina, and so did your dad's condom.'
Ignoring us, Chris jumps off the motorcycle and starts unloading everything that isn't scattered all over the place.
'I'll run up to the tower, see if it picks up anything on the radar. We should have time.'
'Are you sure about that?'
'What do you mean, Dimina?'
'Are you, yourself, positive about your current idea?'
'…And what's that supposed to mean?'
'Is your second-person existence undeniably positive of your present idea?'
'Yup.'
Without another word he enters the control tower, reaches the top floor, and flicks every light switch. None of them turn on.
'Well that can't be good… ah, at least the radar's on.'
The glowing display shows a bright green dot approaching from the North-West, followed by another as Rugo comes into the room.
'What are those?'
A third dot appears, followed by a fourth, and a fifth, and a sixth.
'Those are planes… that's a lot of planes… Shit, we've got incoming!'
From downstairs I hear, 'Chris, is that you?'
'What?!'
'I said is that you?'
'I can't hear you! It's too dark in here!'
*Facepalm*
'Lauren, we've got half a dozen aircraft currently about three hundred clicks away and moving inbound at… very fast.'
'How long do we have?
'Not long. Let's get to work.'
I glide through the wall of the tower to the warehouse and help Rugo to load the mini-nukes out and onto the motorcycle.
'…I'm worried.'
'Why? They knew what they were getting themselves into. It's dangerous to be right when the powers that be are wrong. And it's nothing we haven't handled before.'
'But half a dozen planes is a lot of firepower-'
'So what, Rugo? We're Shinigami, we're indestructible, so I don't give a damn.'
'Don't hide it, you give so many damns they're visible from space.'
(Lauren's POV, 09:02, July 25)
'You know, you are actually a very nice person, you don't seem to care that your life is constantly at risk, you just want people to be happy, you are a very nice person.'
'...Not really, I assume that you'd do the same things as me if you got the Death Note first.'
'You assume? You know what happens when you assume-'
'I don't. Yet you're confidently asserting that I do.'
'…Oh. Hm.'
'Check and mate. Anyway, it looks like those six aircraft launched cruise missiles and are now retreating. We might be able to defend ourselves.'
