The four Inklings are inside the treehouse, after using the same method saw last time. This time however, Hun had much more time to keep up with Robbo, since he wasn't almost to the edge anymore.

"So Hun, what do you think about our awesome base?" Bars asked.

"Well, it's pretty good! Especially that big thing over there: what's it?" Hun points at the TV.

No one could answered that: they were too shocked to even come up with an appropriate answer.

"Oh, wait… it looks familiar… I think I saw it in the plaza or something." Hun adds.

"Hun, listen…" Grina said.

"Hmm?"

"… you were serious, when you said that thing before?"

"Yes? Why I should lie?"

"Well, why don't you answer that for us?!"

"Huh?! W-what-a"

"Oooh, you're not going away with an another excuse, this time! I can tolerate you not participating in our squad, but lying about it is literally the last straw! Did you even realize what you have done to ourselves?! You made us look really bad!" Grina said, getting more mad.

"W-why? What did I do?!"

"Uuuugh! Stop lying! It's no use doing that, here!"

"Grina… maybe you should believe him." Mirii intervenes.

"No way, Mirii! You can't be serious, that he never heard a Turf War before! Those are present all over the world!" Grina explained.

"True… if you don't look at the Inknet, first."

Mirii took out her phone device, proceeding to turn it on. Then, she showed its content to everyone: it has an article about farms.

"According to Squidipedia." Mirii reads. "Farms are considered the most undeveloped in Technology. They don't know anything about Turf Wars or even the oldest technology yet. This is due to their rebellion against any machine, that could harm the traditions of the Inklings."

Grina left her mouth open.

"No… this is stupid! It can't be true!" Grina complained.

"Well, it has to be, since we're talking about Squidipedia here… you use it all the time, for your homeworks."

"Of course, I use it! But still… a place like that exist?" Grina said.

"No way, dude! You didn't even have a TV?!" Bars asked.

"A TV? What's a TV, again?" Hun asked.

Bars reacted in complete shock. Grina shakes her head, in disappointment.

"Bars, did you hit your head really hard, in this fine day?" Grina asked.

"Well… uhm… gee, I don't know! I don't feel anything." Bars said, making Grina more frustrated.

"However, something doesn't add up…" Mirii intervenes once again. "Your swimming abilities are actually pretty good."

Grina quickly realized this too.

"Yeah! That's right! How can you swim this good?! You must know the weapons of a Turf War!" Grina adds, feeling more secure.

"Oh, that. Actually… I didn't knew, I was that good. I just transform and swim around. I don't even know those weapons you're citing." Hun explained.

"Ha! I got you this time! There's no way, you're gonna swim out of this lie! What about you confess your crimes and get over with?" Grina said.

"B-but that's true! I become a Squid and swim!"

"Yes and you become world champion by swimming on dry, useless grounds… riiight."

"I-I could show that, for you! But I don't wanna ruin your house, so…"

"You will." Grina ordered.

"Huh? Really?"

"Yep! What, did you think you could get away with such a ridiculous lie? Please… even Bars didn't fall for it." Grina explained.

"I didn't? Cool!" Bars said with proud.

"Why don't you believe me?! I thought we were friends!" Hun shouts, not affecting Grina in the least.

"I thought that too… until that scene you made before. But hey, look at the bright side: I'm still giving you one chance. However, this is going to be your ONLY chance, because my patience is running really low…" Grina menaced.

Hun felt Grina's pressure, but he wasn't scared.

"All right! I'll prove it! Where I'll go swimming?" Hun said.

"Right around in this house." Grina said, while grinning.

"N-no, wait! I don't want to put your house upside-down!"

"Oooh, what's that? A sign of surrender? It didn't took too much, making you spill the ink." Grina said, while grinning.

Hun had enough! Without thinking twice, he turned into a Squid and start swimming around: while swimming he releases ink of the his same color, behind. He was very careful about getting around the furniture or splatting too much ink around.

After a while, he returned to humanoid form and saw the reaction of the Inkling trio: they opened wide their eyes, like they couldn't believe what they just saw. The ink was dissolving quickly, leaving the house a bit messy but overall intact.

"So… now, do you believe me?" Hun asked to the trio.

"Whoa, dude… that was… rad!" Bars said.

"How… How he did that?!" Mirii speaks up, impressed.

"Wow. Just, wow." Grina said.

"I… I guess you are believing me, now."

"What did you use to get that?!" Bars asked, excited.

"Uh… my body?"

"Your body? But no ink comes out, when I become a Squid." Bars said.

"What-a?! Nothing comes out?!" Hun said, surprised.

Grina gets closer to Hun.

"You must be the first Inkling, to ever achieved something impossible like this. Don't you know, what this could mean?!" Grina said.

"Uhm… that I should not ink while I'm a Squid?" Hun answered.

"No! What does fame, success and glory mean to you?!" Grina asked.

"Oh, that! Well… mmm… no wait, what does fame mean again?" Hun said, making the trio fall over.

"You don't even know that?! What do you know about this world, then?!" Grina shouts.

"… Turf Wars…" Hun said. "Those were very fun. I want to try them out!"

Grina smiled.

"Then, you should follow my advice, Hun." Grina said. "And that's… to trust me."

Hun listened without saying anything.

"I studied Turf Wars since I was a little squid. I also have decent practical experience in battle, so I could easily train you to be the best Squid in all Inkopolis!" Grina explained.

"Are you sure about that, Grina? He uses something… unique." Mirii worried.

"It may look something alien to us, but think about it… isn't this ability very similar to a Roller?" Grina said.

"Actually, it was similar to a Kraken…" Mirii replied.

"Yeah! I agree with Mirii!" Bars adds.

"But at the end, they both go around spraying ink everywhere they go! This concept doesn't change." Grina explained.

"I wonder if Hun can keep swimming around…" Mirii said.

"No, I can't! I have to stay in my ink, to recover my energy." Hun explained.

"Then, it makes it just like a Roller… but also a Kraken at the same time!" Grina said.

"I'd call that, the Mini-Kraken! So, how does that sounds?!" Bars proposed.

Everyone look at Bars, without saying a thing.

"Uh? What? Don't tell me, I said something wrong again!" Bars panicked.

"Bars… where did you get that new fresh brain?" Grina smiled.

"The name was actually good…" Mirii adds.

"Really?! Yee-ha! Way to go, me!" Bars cheers himself up!

"But we're not done yet! There's one more phase to"

Grina got interrupted, by Hun's scream.

"G-Guys! We forgot something important!" Hun panicked.

"Now now, Hun… don't worry. We're a team of precision, timing and patience. Nothing gets past our high senses. So, tell us your problem and we can quickly confirm, that nothing was forgotten." Grina explained, successfully calming down Hun.

"Ok… well, we just forgot to get to the school, but since you said all that, I guess there wasn't school today."

A big silence falls down in the treehouse.

"… no… the school…" Mirii said in a low voice.

"DRAT, THE SCHOOL! IT STARTED 1 HOUR AGO!" Grina panicked, while looking at her watch.

"Quick! Let's fly there with the panel!" Bars pointed the panel outside the treehouse.

"Yeah! Let's do this, gang!" Grina confirmed.

"W-wait! That panel"

Hun didn't finish his phrase: the trio used quickly the panel to Super Jump to the plaza. He didn't use the panel, since he remembers where he'd land after the Super Jump. Instead, he got an idea: he saw the tree walls and decided to swim on it. It worked! Hun can swim up on walls, too!

Thanks to this, he swam all the way down the tree, reaching the ground safely. However, he forgot one detail: he doesn't know where the plaza is from the Treehouse! So, he got lost pretty easily in the surroundings of the plaza. Meanwhile, the trio landed on nearby trash cans, getting dirty in the process.