EDIT: Okay, to all those who Like and Follow my story, I thank all of you deep inside my heart. Though, thanks to your feedback, i decided to correct the spelling error and grammar mistakes of this chapter. Thank you so much.
EDIT 2: I've decided to make a revamp to this chapter as I felit it was pretty sloppy. Also I wanted to add some extra scenes to flesh out characters.
Chapter 1: Time to Make History
Once Akira opened his eyes, he took a good glimpse what was around him and concluded that wherever this this world was, Lavenza and Igor must have teleported him into the back-alley of some city as his starting point.
He knew Shibuya, Akihabara and Shinjuku like the palm of his hand and he and Mona never visited an alley like the one he's resting his butt on. But speaking of Morgana, he did not only notice that his talking cat was missing, but also that he was also carried his Shuijin academy duffle bag. Only this time of having his fellow school's logo, it was replaced by the symbol of the Velvet Room. Before Akira would even start a worthless odyssey to find his bag, Morgana popped up from the bag in his normal cat form to calm him down.
"Well then, so much for a whole new world, am I right? Meh, kinda downed how this isn't a fantasy world instead of a grimey backstreet." Morgana complained on a joking manner. He was just glad to be on another adventure with his friend once again.
Akira softly smiled at Mona while re-arranged his glasses. "Well, who am I to ask? You're the talking cat created by an omnipotent old man with a giant nose." He teased his feline friend while gently petting his head. "Still, it's clear that this is but a small fragment on what is there to come." He deduced for a second. Before he started his journey, Akira tried his best to summon any of his Personas, yet none of them manifested in any shape of form. "Ngh… Seems what Lavenza was right. We're defenseless without our Personas. Any luck Mona?" Kurusu then looked at his cat on his bag and see if he wasn't affected by the divine penalty Philemon planted upon them.
"Sigh… If my form hints something, is that neither I can summon Mercurius." Mona sadly sighted. "Either way, remember that this is a whole new different world than the one we live in. We're not sure what their cultures, traditions or taboos are. So the best course of action is to keep a low profile in the meantime." He advised his human friend since both had no idea how dangerous and hostile the people or monsters loaming around these parts can be.
"So no flirting to ladies for you? Well, unless cats flirting is considered normal here."
"Yeah, how funny…" Mona sweat dropped at Kurusu's terrible joke. "But, no need to worry for those details. I've doubt that people are unable to hear me talk as long as talking animals aren't that common in this world." The burglary kitty stated before the 2 could start their adventure as Joker left the backstreet. "But be sure to keep your guard up Joker. We don't know what kind of enemies will try to ambush us."
The Black-haired teen took this advice to heart and strolled the streets of the unknown area without trying to look any of its rogue citizens by the eyes, watching the poor state of the structures and buildings taking huge amounts of space making him almost feel claustrophobic by the barrow passages these poorly-structures home make. He could easily assume that he was on the slums district of a city. He learned about this during one of his history classes back at Shuijin, it was supposed that these poor districts were created during the great American Depression, where the USA was so poor, they couldn't afford for quality houses.
No matter where he looked, every scoundrel dwelling on the trash cans, carton boxes, bushes and homes didn0t stop to narrow and furrow at him with malice and with bad intentions. He had to remain strong and collected and not show signs of weakness until he can get out of here. Yet his titular glasses didn't made him any favor making him look like easy prey for these criminals to rob.
Soon after, Akira would nearby a T.V. Shop whose keeper was brooming the litter and leaves near the entrance. He was pretty surprised that the low-parts of the city could have enough budget to maintain a shop of surprisingly well-cared t.v. sets. Either way, He hoped that the old man could give him some context and directions without getting mugged or stabbed in the process.
"Huh? What ya' looking for, punk? Here to watch some T.V.? I have you know that the electric bills here in Honno City aren't cheap, ya' know? Much less here on the slums. So, if you're so effin' eager to rot your brain, you better go to buy yourself something from my shop for or go pester someone else." The owner of the T.V. blurted our hero, showing no signs to engage on a friendly chit-chat.
"Oh, don't worry. I'm not here for that." Akira flustered a bit as he didn't want to cause any ruckus amongst these parts. "I know you're very busy right now, but I'm a bit lost here since I'm kinda new here. I was wondering if you could tell me any directions."
"Hmm… New to Honno city, huh? No wonder why you act like a fish out of water with all these crooks dwellin' the slums." The old man scuffed with pity for the boy. "Look kid, if I'm assuming anything because of that damn bag of yours, I'm guessing you're trying to roll yourself in into Honnouji Academy. Tch… Good luck with that, I suppose." The manager of the store guessed with a slightly raspy voice before turning away from Joker.
"Honnouji Academy?" The black-haired teen was curious why the stranger put so much emphasis on that name. Seems that he got his first clue on to how to save this world, if the townsfolk seem to put so much importance to that place. "A-anyway, do you know how to get there?"
"Well, Honnouji Academy is located riiiiight at the top of the whole city, showing off how important Lady Satsuki is to us. If you're want to reach Honnouji Academy, The only viable option is to take the rail train crossing 2 squares before turning right. It's the most efficient and safest way to reach the top of the school here at the slums, well the only one to be precise, chump. Though, It can get very stuffy with the vast number of students packing themselves in like packs of sardines." The owner pointed up, which made both thief and cat look up to see the silhouette of a gigantic fortress above the clouds. The distance between the slums and the giant stronghold sitting on top of Honno City was so distant, it was very blurry and hard to have a good look.
Akira returned his head back to earth alongside his feline friend before nodding for a moment. "Thanks. Well, If there's anything you want in return, I'm glad to return the favor." The leader of the phantom thieves thanked the old man as he made a small bow, before going to the tram station.
"Yeah sure. How about getting your damn ass out of here? Shoo! You're only going to lure down more of those damn bastards that keep stealing my merchandise!" The old man barked back, trying to brush the teen with his broom for him to get out of his sight.
"Geez… so much for chivalry." Morgana complained back while his human friend walked away from the T.V. store following the keeper's instructions, but he wasn't surprised from his rudeness. I mean, you can't expect that all people living on these parts would be all sunshine and lollipops. "Anyways, seems that we have another clue in our hands." Mona changed subjects from the crass attitude of the citizens to what he and Kurusu gathered. "So first off, it seems that everyone's holding this Honnouji Academy on a high pedestal. Second, that old man mentioned someone by the name of Lady Satsuki. He or she may perhaps be the big boss of this whole mess. And if my feline instincts don't fail me, I can claim that this Lady Satsuki must be on top of Honnouji Academy. Something smelling off, and it's definitely not the spoiled fruits on the garbage cans right next to us."
"Huh… Good point Mona. What would the Phantom Thieves be without your genius?" Akira complimented his cat by giving him a row of kind head-rubs that the honorary leader receive with grateful purrs.
"Aw shucks. Don't need to get that touchy Joker." Mona responded with a optimistic smile. "But we got bigger omelets to cook. Let's hurry up to Honnouji Academy and see if we can get answers covering our mission, got it?" He suggested to concentrate on their divine mission before they could do anything else. After all, they have a train to catch, quite literally.
Joker continued to walk through the slums of Honno city while looking at its inhabitants, but he still tried to not call any attention. And let me tell you, none were looking at Akira with a warm and welcoming glare. No matter where he turned his eyes around, there wasn't a single friendly face out there wishing to say hi. Most people who he came across have either been robbing, cheating or even murdering someone else as trashy as them. And whenever they encounter an actual good person, they ended up being beaten down by a gang of local hooligans. None of the witnesses of such events even tried to put a halt or do something about it, they just stood in the sidelines, either because they were too scared, or they secretly enjoyed watching the victim suffer.
It was very safe to assume that this district was flowing with Cynicism, Arrogance and Apathy to the point of being unbearable to watch. Both Akira and Morgana had to be careful if they want to at least get to the ferry station in one piece and not die in the process.
But trouble wouldn't wait to ambush the 2. A young boy with brown hair tied-up with a small ponytail crossed path with our 2 heroes. "Heheheheh… let me guess, new to the slums, aren't ya?" The small boy smugged at Akira while lying his body over a phone pole, while making himself look "intimidating".
Our hero had no idea what was he talking about and just scrubbed off his words before continuing on his merry way. It was best to not draw any suspicions in the meantime. He had a very bad reputation when he first enrolled to Shoujin, and he wishes to not screw over his image while he still has the chance.
Yet, no matter how many times he gently pushed the boy off from him, he shown himself to be stubborn as hell as he got up every time he was pushed aside, having his temper growing shorter with every second passing away like the wind.
"Look... If you want to play with someone, do it with someone else. I'm very busy now, so please stop trying to convince me. It's not going to work." The Trickster looked down at the young gangster in hopes of reason with him. "By the way, shouldn't you be in school or something?" Akira kindly asked the stranger while rubbing the back of his black messy hair.
To answer his question, the kid brought out a dagger from his pocket and pointed it right up at the Trickster's throat. "Don't talk to me like if I'm some dumbass, asshole! Do you have any idea who you're dealing with?" The boy asked Joker with a malicious grin all over his face. A lot of people would be scared shitless by a dagger threatening their lives. But for Akira, it was it was like an everyday Tuesday for him. Well, he has faced worse, even outside the Metaverse. Then again, it was a child doing this, which resulted to be more hilarious than frightening,
"How should I know? I don't even know your name." He mumbled while slowly pushing the dagger away from his neck with his index finger.
That smile, that goddamn cocky smile was the straw that broke the camel's back. The kid was growing desperate ever since he got his assed handed in a silver plate by his last victim.
"So… you're still not aware bout' my infamy through these streets, ain't ya'? No offense or anything, but I'm the fat fish of this alley, and you still have the balls to insult me? Who do you take me for!?" The kid fumed while jumping up and down.
"Uhh… A kid?" Kurusu said with sarcasm.
The child then fumed clouds of steam like a pissed-off locomotive. But he quickly took some deep breaths to cool himself down and not explode In the process. "That's it! You want to play dirty? I'll show you how dirty Light-Speed Mataro's hands can get!" With a quick whistle, a set of unexpected figures jumped out from their hidings spots, cornering Akira from any possible directions like a bunch of Hyenas ready to prey upon their next meal. His group was made out of 3 other kids around his age, each carrying a very legally questionable weapon each. Hell! One of them has an effin' chainsaw for crying out loud!
"You better hear me out because I'm not going to repeat myself, your cocky piece of shit!" Mataro lured Joker's attention with a sinister smirk. "This is Honno's darkest alley, A.K.A. my turf. If you ain't one of me, then leave your stuff and leave without question! So if you don't want to have this knife shoved down where the sun doesn't shine, then you better handle over that bag of yours and piss off!" Mataro grinned at Joker, having his lackeys slowly approaching him. "No one will be there to help you, so I'll advise you to do what as I say for starters."
"So what? You're still a bunch of noisy brats in the end. You may have the weapons, but I doubt that yours skills at handling them are not as sharp as them." Joker jeer at those before him, showing no fear.
"Just shut up and gimme your stuff, Goddamnit!" Mataro shouted, clearly triggered by the wild card's words and cocky attitude.
Akira was aware that he was unable to summon his Personas for the moment. But this could be a situation where they could be useful with scaring them off for their parents. I mean, who wouldn't crap their pants at the sight of a spooky ghost spontaneously appearing behind someone?
But it's not like he was scared of those little miscreants or anything. When you come from fighting the jacked-up version of the person that ruined your life on his home-turf, nothing really surpsises you anymore.
"Psst, Hey!" Morgana stuck his head out from his bag to draw the Wild Card's attention. "I think this can be our perfect shot to see if you're as agile as dynamic as in the Metaverse, don't you think?" Morga reminded the leader of the Phantom Thieves on to what the resident of the Velvet Room gifted him with before hiding again inside his duffle bag. "But you have to do as I say and I'll assure you we'll be out of this."
Mona whispered what had in mind for both to do and teach these brats the most-needed lesson. Joker could only smirk at the feline's plan. All the while, Mataro grimaced in confusion on to why was his cat whispering his victim by the ear. Was this asshole that much into cats, or he's just thinking too much?
"Well then... if you really want my bag... WHY DON'T YOU TAKE A LOOK!?" On the moment Akira opened his bag to unleash Morgana which he pounced at the Gang leader's face with a feral hiss, which made him throw his dagger up in the air in result of his shocking panic.
The kids watched as Light-Speed Mataro's weapon spun in the air. For their surprise, the dagger was caught with grace and style by none other than Akira Kurusu, now having his primary type of weapon to defend himself.
"Alright then, now let me show you kids how we professionals wield these babies." Joker sneered at the brats while swinging the dagger in his hand to intimidate his enemies.
"GRAH! Hearing yew bark all day is making me lose my mind! Get him!" Mataro ordered his gang as he threw the cat off his face.
The thugs were ready to attack Akira, but of course you know the result between an Experienced Phantom Thief and a bunch of amateur criminals. For his first move, he jumped high in the sky and landed on a near roof, making his enemies gaze in amusement and frustration.
"Holy shit! Did you see how he jumped? What kind of drugs that dude took?" One of the kid's jaw dropped in amusement when he saw the Phantom Thief jump from roof after room.
"Tsk, Tsk, Tsk. You kids are in need for a good ol' spanking. Let me help ya'!" Akira then jumps over the young thugs, disarming them from their weapons one by one with the Style and Grace worth of a phantom thief.
The group was left speechless after witnessing how fast and swift their target took out their armaments one by one with the simple use of his dagger. Joker made sure to hit the kids on non-lethal area, which were most part their wrists which made them lend off their arms.
The Wild Card finished this short fight by striking the youngsters with light roundhouse kicks that toss them each one into different garbage cans.
"Now that's what I call, taking out the trash." Joker told the punchline, dusting off his arms from the filth they caught during the scuffle. Now the only one left to deal with was the frightened Mataro, who has fallen over his bot and quickly started to beg for mery. "Say, is the title of Ligh-Speed available for the taking?" The Trickster look down at poor Mataro, waving the dagger he stole from his hands and see how quick can the kid shit his underpants.
"Waaah! L-look, I didn't really mean to mug you, i-I was just playing you know? T-that's it! Y-y-y-y-you know what? Y-you can keep my dagger if you wish to. J-just please, spare me for all that god loves!" the so-called Light-Speed Mataro fell through his rump was begging for mercy, having no other option left for him to use.
Seeing that his job's done, Akira washed off his malevolent expression for a soft smile. He had to admit that he felt a lot of pitty for the kid. "Nah. Don't sweat it off that much kid. I'll let you off the hook this time. Just be sure to stay out of troubles and we're both cool." Akira responded while passing by the kid as Morgana hissed at the boy, causing him to have a short panic attack. "Oh, and by the way… Might as well return this wallet to whoever you stole it from." Akira turned to Mataro before throwing a wallet at the kid.
Mataro was absolutely astonished by the stranger's pickpocketing skills. He didn't even notice that the wallet he recently snatched out from the local butcher was taken out of his pocket. He looked at the wallet on his hands as Akira walked away with a chill mood. What was with that spunky kid about?
With his first victory in the bag with the added bonus of the weapon at hand despite not being that reliable for battle, Akira ventured through the other parts of the Slums to talk and familiarize himself with the native folks, feeling that the entire place was an endless labyrinth by how similar the shacks and houses looked alike. This made near impossible to write a mental map of the slums. But this helped him to adapt to Honno City's cultures in order to fit in and not raise suspicions from folks.
But even with all of these adversities, Akira and Mona have managed to reach the rail-car station located on a lonely small island surrounded by a mini river, giving it quite a charming aesthetic with its rusty colors and spots of filth. Words which he would never think he would say.
He was going to rest on that solitary red bench to give himself a break, but he didn't payed attention on what was ahead of him and bumped into a person who had the same idea. Resulting both parties to fall on their butts and drop their belongings.
"Hey! Watch it, four-eyes! Are your glasses malfunctioning or what!?" The voice of a crass girl shouted at Akira as she got up from the ground and clean up her clothes from any dust that it gathered.
"Apologies. Maybe my pair's getting old." The Trickster quickly apologized to the girl to not cause any unwanted antagonism. "By the way, you dropped you case." The girl the noticed that he was carrying her guitar case between his hands.
"Yeah… Same thing with your bag, Fuzzy Hair…" The young woman grunted, lifting Kurusu's bag for the 2 to exchange.
Fuzzy hair? That's quite a peculiar nickname. His wild hairstyle made him stick like a sore thumb from his Shuijin peers and even his Phantom Thief Colleagues.
This brought Morgana's attention as he peeked off his head from the bag, which took the girl by surprise.
"The hell? You got a cat in there? What kind of idiot takes his pet whenever it goes on a dumb bag? Have you ever though about that your furball could potentially cover all your things inside with cat piss? Like, gross!"
"Not at all. Morgana's trained well enough to not worry about that." Akira assured the girl while petting Morgana's head for his delight. "By the way, that's a nice briefcase you got there. Do you play on a band of some kind?" He asked the girl who had a stream of red hair about her peculiar briefcase she had on her back.
The girl only look back with a frown. It was clear that she didn't want to commence a conversation regarding her guitar case. "And what's your business with that, nerd? This dumb metal brick's carrying something I want to show at Honnouji Academy up there." She explained while giving a soft smack to the briefcase.
"Honnouji Academy?" Akira pondered. "That's funny… I was striving to go there too. I was hoping that I would find answers for something I'm worried about."
The girl was quite surprised how transparent the stranger with glasses was with his intentions. "Sight… So what? You're expectin' me to just tell you why I'm going to Honnouji Academy just because you told me your sad backstory? Get real. This ain't Naruto for that cheap trick to work."
"Not at all."
The girl was left speechless. Most people tend to stay away from her for all that she knew in life, yet this nerd keeps sticking around her side despite how mean she was being with him. This guy has some balls, she had to admit. "You're one weird shmuck, you know that? But what the hell, not that surprising considering that the first people I've met were a bunch of brats who tried to mug my ass. Heh! Too bad they were the ones who got their asses kicked." She sofrly spoken, softly snickering.
"I see… She must be the girl Mataro mentioned earlier. Quite convenient if you ask me." Morgana looked to Joker, while the girl could only head meows coming from the cat's mouth.
But their chitchat could cut short by the sound of a ringing that announced the upcoming rail car coming to pick new passengers. Though, the thief and cat were left jaw opened once they noticed that the tram was jam-packed with kids his age, all forcefully stuffed inside the vehiclke like packs of sardines.
"Welp, seems that my ride's here. I'm getting outta here." The girl crossed her arms behind her head and walked to aboard the over-stuffed train by holding near behind the vehicle's poles to arrive at Honnouji Academy.
As the rail train distanced itself from the station, a feeling of uncertainty inside the tomboy was growing inside her chest. It was about that boy with the glasses and his cat. Something was off with him, like a black sheep that belonged to a completely different herd. She had her suspitions that this won't be the last time the would meet, even when she wished it was.
But back with Akira. There was no way he could ride such a oversaturated wagon. He could then again hold to the sides of the tram but seeing how far the road was from Honnouji Academy, it would be better off to wait for a more spacious rail train to arrive. After all, having to take the subways of his world made him feel claustrophobic with how cramped they were with all the people going to their jobs or schools, and that tiny train made the afromentioned look more spacious than the galaxy. He had all the time in the world after all since there was no rush to complete his holy task as fast as possible.
And loathe and behold, a surprisingly empty tram came to pick him after possibly 1 hour and a half worth of minutes waiting. He could guess this was the rush hour if his instincts were right. But alas, he took a step inside the cable-car to take him to the towering academy that scratched the clouds.
It was a pretty lonely,but relaxing at the same time. The Phantom Thieves thought it for a moment and decided that this was the perfect place and time to take a good look on the sights of the new world and take a seat to relax and organize his scattered thoughts. One important fact that both boy and cat noticed is that Honno City was set on one giant island with a coast visible from where they were. The only existent exit and entrance was a large concete bridge that crossed all the way to the other side.
One thing's for certain, and that's that they weren't taken to an absolute new world, but rather in fact, an alternative version of Japan. Akira could assure this theory because he could recognize the coast far away, which was none other than the coast of Tokyo. From it, he could conclude that this giant island was set in some part of Tokyo Bay, perhaps on its very center.
Though, one of the things that caught their attention the most, was the fact that the more near their ride was from their desination, the wealthier the districts became. There was a distinctive difference of the luster and glamour the upper parts had in contrast of the living dumpsters of the slumbs.
"Hmm… How odd. By the look of how the districts get richer and richer." Morgana suspected since like all members of the phantom thieves, despised social unfairness. "Man! And they don't even try to hide it. This whole place is structures like giant hierarchical pyramid."
"Yeah, I can tell. But hey, at least the view's fantastic here… Man, Yusuke would enjoy this view as much as us, or even more…" Akira told his cat as he gently patted him on the head. Though, there was a melamchony on Kurusu's words. Mentioning the name of his lost friend Yusuke slumped him from his good mood. If only his friends would be here to share this breath-taking view.
"Joker, it's not your fault that our teammates vanished. The Holy Grail has tricked us from the start and put all odd against you." Mona placed his paw onto Joker's chest to encourage him to keep going. "We're going to save this world, and our friends, I promise. Whathever new foes we will facing from now on we face, i'm always going to be by your side to have your back. You've done so much for me. Since the day I've met you and everyone else at Kamoshida's Palace, I knoew that you had the talent to do great changes to the world. You've helped me on finding the truth about my past and accept who I am, so now It's my time to help you and turn the tables against the Holy Grail. So, for the sake of our fellow teammates and everyone who still believes in us, we cannot fail this mission. Let's give it all we got, alright?"
He just shrugged in response, but still it was great that Morgana was going to be on his side for this strange journey. He could even feel that his bond was getting stronger...
I am thou, Thou art i…
Thou have recovered an old vow…
It shall become the wings of rebellion that shall breaketh thy clothing of captivity
With the rebirth of the Magician Persona
Thou have retrieved a power dormant within the soul
That shall lead to salvation and new power…
Joker heard Lavenza's voice echoing within his mind as a Magician Tarot card reformed in front of his eyes, resulting a surge of his power slowly recovering. Not only that, but he also felt some part of his power has softly awakened.
"Hey! Earth to Joker!" Morgana tried to snap the wild card back to reality, and luckily it worked. "We're finally here."
Joker was no stranger to confidants since of course, he had made a lot of friends and allies during his stay on Shibuya. Just like Lavenza told him prior to traveling to this world, if he wishes to complete his given task without difficult, he must forge new friendships with as many people as he could. Maybe Mataro and the girl he met on the station could prove to make a good start. All he needed to do is find a way to approach them.
The tram finally reached its destination. The imponent Honnouji Academy; The most prestigious school ever built on the world stand before them tall and menacing above the 2 Phantom Thieves, which was no exaggeration. That place was HUGE! So huge in fact, that its size could be comparable to a whole Palace. The giant star-shape gates and the unwelcoming ambience this academic institute delivered were putting Kurusu's nerves to the test. And let's not even begin with the thick fields of mist covering the entire place, which made it look the more ominous and unwelcoming.
"Phew! Talk about a campus! Wonder why they need such a wide space?" Akira asked after witnessing the immense size the academy occupies. From what he could tell, its whole size could be comparable to the Ajinomoto Stadium from Tokyo.
Morgana began to then look around in the conformity of the duffle bag and see if there was something that was distinguishable, until he noticed something quiet, morbid…
"Akira, I don't think this is an ordinary academy!" Morgana told joker with a terrified tone.
Akira didn't know what his cat was looking so scared about, until he also looked up to the same direction…
He saw nothing more than the shallow and cold naked corpse of a young man handing between the entrance gates of the entire school with a sign for everyone to see and witness. But something that caught their eyes was a sign holding around the dead body for all to see and read.
"This is a pig who dared to defy the academy. And thus, it was made justice to him?" Joker read the sign, not helping himself but to feel terrified with every sentence. What sane school would punish its students with death and humiliation by just disobeying? Which begs an even bigger question. What kind of atrocity did that kid committed to deserve such a horrible fate?
This is something they would expect from the Metaverse, where such cases are just exaggerated versions of what the Palace Ruler perceives, not that the torture the rulers cast upon those bellow him were excusable or anything, but this was the real world they were talking about! This only begs the question, will these folks at Honnouji Academy be enemies to their cause? Because he wasn't expecting a truce anytime sooner because of his believes.
"The different hierarchic districts, the giant-size academy and that dead body hanging. We're definitely going against a fascist dictatorship on our hands, and there's no proof to deny this." Morgana turned at the Wild Card with a stern expression. "But, there's no way in hell that this whole place is ruled by a school! That's just ridiculous, even for cognitive expectations! But either way, we better not lower our guards Joker. Once we take a step through those gates, there won't be going back. Are you ready?"
Akira took himself some time to re-think. Every time he and his team were about to face a formidable foe, whenever it varies from the ruler of a Palace or a target in Mementos, Joker always takes some time to himself prior to any important encounter. Building himself some courage, Joker made his final choice.
"Yeah. Let's burn this place to the ground." He nodded at his cat before he could cross the giant gates of the Academy and start his odd journey.
As Akira continued to stroll the desolated campus of Honnouji Academy, he couldn't help himself but feel a sense of dread around him. There wasn't a single student he could find over these desolated plains. Well, not like the ones he saw on that overstuffed cable-car.
"This place is silent." Mornaga furrowed. "Too silent."
"Let's continue with care and not lower our guards down. We're practically strangers in this place, and it's probably that we could end up like that guy over there if they spot us." Akira said while carefully strolling the empty courtyard without making a single sound.
But something particular started to grab his attention.
"Quick, hide!" Joker cried, rolling sideways behind a huge crowd of a thousand-students, all wearing the same uniform as the kids he saw on the tram. But, the strangest things was that all of them were kneeling down to the point they were almost going to
"Oi, you found something Joker?" Mona asked his friend as to why the sudden brute move.
Joker pointed his finger on to what was keeping him hooked. "There's no deny it. It's the same girl from the station. But… Why does she have a huge half of a scissor…?" He whispered at Mona to not draw the attention of the bystanders that still have no idea he was behind them.
Mona looked to the same direction to confirm this. And indeed, it was! That crass black-haired girl with that dash of red hair was indeed holding a giant red half-scissor. And man, does she look pissed off! "Crap, you're right! She is the same brash girl from before!" Mona gasped but couldn't really see well with all the students blocking their view. "Damn… There's too many people to see better. Let's sneak in and see what they're cooking Joker."
Akira used his skills as a Phantom Thief to seep inside the herd of miserable teens and blend in with them to camouflage from any authority figures of the institution.
"Wow! That's the biggest scissor blade ever!" one of the female students with a brown bowl hair beamed with wonder and excitement projected on her eyes.
"Yup, that's right! This is only the half of one giant pair of scissors, and I've been looking all over the damn world for whoever has the other half." The spunky girl from the station responded while giving a cold look at the altruistic woman before her. "Hey pres, you're feelin' okay? You look surprised to see this thing, like maybe you seen it before. You have seen it before haven't you!?"
The accused woman in question seemed to be the top ruler of this entire island if it really was true that the whole school rules over the entire island and its civilains. When Ren took a better glimpse of the young woman, he was put on a trance on how beautiful she was. Like if she was sculptured by the gods. A young woman wearing a white militaristic uniform who had long black hair that reminded her of Hifumi Togo's, followed by noticeable thighs and her most recognizable feature being those thick eyebrows of hers. The way she stood above everyone else over a set of crimson stairs with her katana stabbed on the ground and that ominous while light flashing behind her emitted a tyrannical aura all around her. This fact was enforced by the 2 endless row of lookalike students that didn't seem to react to anything.
"Still, wondering what's that big scissor for. Is she gonna do the biggest arts and craft project ever or something?" Morgana commented on the girl's exaggeratedly big scissor with sarcasm. But there was indeed a mysterious factor involving that strange weapon she has.
But the noises of Mona's meows would bring the unwanted attention of one of the many lookalike students which quickly marched where Joker was with an angry look on his face.
"Hey! What's your reason to not kneel before Lady Satsuki? Student or not, all Honno City citizens must take their pledges before the Student Council President whenever she blesses you with her precense, for it is written on its constitution! Now behave!" The One-Star Student scolded the black-haired teen, thinking that he was another citizen of this mad-house, all while forcing him to bend to his knees like the rest.
If there's something Akira really hated is being forced to pay respect to someone who clearly doesn't deserve it at all. But since he had nothing in his bag of offensive tricks, he had to scrap the idea of Eigaon that prick out from his mind, seeing how easy was for him to put him on the same position as the rest of students. "You're telling me... The Student Council President of the school rules over everyone here?" Joker thought in shock. He felt very disoriented on from why someone like the Student Council President would be so venerated and feared by the whole school, making her seem like she was above the likes of the teachers and even the principal itself. Not even Makoto had this much power, and this kind of power would be something that would make Shido drool. How repugnant…
But one good thing out of the confusion was that he has obtained some jigsaw puzzles about the rulesets of this dimension.
For starters, it appears that the head honcho of this whole place was the woman upstairs named Satsuki who everyone seems to hold to worship and fear as a god, the fact that the bowing students with blue uniforms and the lines of student copies standing like soldiers tells him that this school's purpose is much darker that it appears to be. It was a fact that schools tend to mentor its students discipline is a known by everyone and their grandma. But these freaks seem to exaggerate this to the point that they look like soulless drones. For now, he had no choice but to obey what this prick was telling him to do and not get on their bad side if that warning on the gates didn't said anything.
"So? what if I have…?" Satsuki answered with a cold voice, not showing any other emotion aside from a lifted brow, seeing seemingly stunned by the weird weapon her aggressor had in her hands.
Akira was surprised how quick it took for Satsuki to get on his nerves. But the feeling was both mutual for him and the girl with the Scissor Blade.
"So you know!" She snarled like a mad bull as she was about to hurl herself toward the tyrant of this place. "YOU HAVE THE OTHER HALF OF MY SCISSOR!" She roared with a primal wrath as she lunged her whole body to attack the woman in front of her.
Satsuki stood still, without showing any kind of cowardice at the situation. She knew that the girl standing against her was chewing a jawbreaker she couldn't swallow. Even when she knew she was facing an enemy that wielded a weapon she thought to be a fading myth, she knew that the foolish girl was no threat to her fiendish agenda.
But just before the student council's president's heart could meet Mr. Scissors…
"Tek!"
"Ken!"
"Fu!"
"SAI!"
A giant boxing glove caught the girl by surprise and attacked her with a violent jab that snet her flying against the crowd of students who all blown down like bowling pins. One of these unfortunate bystanders resulted to be Akira who was violently pushed away and then forced to eat the groud of Honnouji.
"Fukuroda." Satsuki greeted the Club President of the Boxing Club of Honnouji from taking care of the incoming attack.
"Yes. Captain of the boxing club, Takaharu Fukuroda reporting for duty. I shall end this insolent little whelp right where she stands." The boxer with the exaggeratedly big gloves landed in front of his master after protecting her from the hostile chick, with big red letters manifesting saying his name and accompanied by a sadist's smile decorating his face.
"She's all yours…" The student council president replied uninterested. Although Takaharu Fukuroda was considered the weakest and most unreliable from all the Club Presidents, she didn't want to waste her time hunting down rabbits. Someone as boasting and hot-headed as him should be enough to make that annoying edgy girl disappear.
Akira still felt numb from that unexpected, and very painful impact, sobbing his head to stop it from making his vision all blurry and dizy. "What the? W-Why would a boxer need such a big boxing glove? It just doesn't make sense!" Joker questioned to himself as he had no clue on what was going on, coming from someone that has seen weirder.
The question given by the wild card caught Takaharu's attention. He approached teenager with the glasses and see what was having him that perplexed. "Hmph…? Something in the matter, dweeb?" He gave Kurusu the bad look before analyzing his set of clothing style. "Oh, I see now… You're not from here, aren't ya? No wonder why you looked all dumbfounded when you saw a Goku Uniform for the same time, ya' big bucko." Fukuroda grimaced at the hero, tenderly pushing him with his giant boxing glove.
"A Uniform?" Joker owled while tilting his head to one of his shoulders and crossing his arms. "L-look, I'm not expert at boxing or anything, but I'm sure what boxers wear aren't consider uniforms, i think..." The teen pointed out. What he could remember about boxers wearing uniforms was when he read it on a trivia segment on a newspaper back at LeBlanc.
This of course enraged Fukuroda, as everyone could clearly see his face going red of rage like if it was some sort of cartoon. How could he had the courage to insult his super-powered Uniform that Lady Satsuki has gifted him with? "W-W-What are ya' talking about!? Of course a boxer wears a uniform, dumbass! A boxer's uniform consists of GLOVES and TRUNKS and ehh… Uhh... OTHER STUFF I CAN'T REMEMBER! Plus, Lady Satsuki gave me this athletic authentic Two-Star Goku Uniform. It infuses my gloves with their power, making them harder than rock and STRONGER THAN STEEL!" He barked like a rabid dog in front of Akira's face, showing that he didn't took lightly when someone dissed his main sport. Yet Joker showed himself indifferent at his threats despite all of this.
"Goku uniform? You're talking about your boxing gear? Sorry, but can someone give me a brief explanation? You keep mentioning it, but I'm clearly don't have the same chip as you in my mind about what are does Uniforms about. " Whenever it was bravery or just being oblivious, Akira calmly looked around anyone in the campus if they could help him stay up to date over the schools's unique uniforms.
And that's when a certain female No-Star Student volunteered herself to teach him.
A brown-haired girl with a bowl haircut ran toward Joker and made a weird pose as a angelic chorus said Hallelujah.
Hallelujah!
"Whaaaaaaaaaaat!? How could you say you don't know what a Goku Uniform is? Goku uniforms are like the best thing ever in the world-wide word! Goku Uniforms are super-duper special school Uniforms that only the most fit of the fit to wear one are able to wear who are given by the one and only Lady Satsuki! Isn't that cool!? They also can give you all sorts of mind-blowing and heart-attacking superpowers! It's like if you were a Super Hero in real life! And the more stars your Goku Uniform has the-"
"Out of my way Mako!" The girl with the dash of red shouted as she got up and flew toward the boxer. For her disgrace, he was able to dodge it.
"Ha! You think that an of over-sized scissor scares ME!? Well then get ready, you hot-blooded whore!" Fukuroda smirked once his entire outfit started to produce scarlet sparkles all around it, powering him up until bursting an energy wave followed by a malicious laughter of his. The girl wasn't fast enough to spot the red flags in front of her and now she had to endure a barrage of punches. "Here comes a left jab to rule yo´ass! And another! And a left hook! And a right uppercut to finish you up! "Fukuroda exclaimed with arrogance as his left glove divided into a thousand red small boxing gloves and then pelted his opponent with the merciless rain of crimson punches that, just for him to TKO the poor girl with a violent uppercut to her chin that blast her off before imminently impact with the ground.
The girl had no chance to fight back, even with her unusual weapon in hand. She tumbled down on the floor absolutely defeated like a pine-tree on timber, without any more energy to continue on. Fukuroda only grinned at this, feeling both satisfied and disappointed.
Joker felt useless and furious by what he just witnessed. This was the the same incident he had with that woman and that drunken Shido all over again. And the catalyst that got his ass transferred to Shibuya in the first place. He wanted something to help out, but what...? He couldn't summon his Personas, his weapons clearly won't even be able to scratch him, and Mona was just an ordinary cat. Wait! Maybe…
But back at reality, the cruel boxer was slowly walking toward the almost beaten girl to finish the job. He could savor the despair and hopelessness of his prey from his lips, and he couldn't wait to let himself loose and satiate his bloodthirst.
"YOU BASTARD!" In a turn of events, the eyes of the tomboyish girl glowed with light and with a brassing raging voice before swinging her blade back and forth in desperation. But everyone witnessing the battle could tell that none of her attacks could hope to hit the Boxing Club President with how sloppy and flimsy she flailed her giant half-scissor.
Fukuroda was just dodging the pathetic shots without even breaking a sweat. Though, he found a twisted amusement at the growing despair of the young adult. "Bwahahahahahahahahahahahaha! What's the matter? Losing the edge of the situation?" Fukuroda laughed out loud, not being able to contain himself to drop a horrible pun in the middle of the situation just to add a bucket of salt over his opponent's wounds. "I'm a boxer, remember? I can foresee every one of your moves from a mile away!" The boxer sneered with an oiluy grin before hitting his target with a right straight into her stomach, making her split a good quantity of blood that made her fall off again.
Fukuroda then got closer to execute the girl and give the example to anyone that tried to stand in his way. "Tch! Piece of cake. I was hoping that you'd prove to be more of a challenge given how intrigued Lady Satsuki has found that stupid sword of yours. Meh, maybe you could find it better use by shoving it down deep down your ass." And speaking about the king of rome, Takaharu turned on his back to see at the steel-nerved woman. "Lady Satsuki, if you allow me."
Satsuki looked at her servant and said. "Her fate is yours to choose, Fukuroda. Just be sure to confiscate her weapon once you're done with the girl. That "Scissor Blade" of hers must be mine." Satsuki then left the courtyard like it was nothing along with Gamagori. "It appears that this freshman was but a waste of my time… So much for someone who carries a weapon beyond her simple-minded comprehension…" She mumbled in disappointed since she hoped there would be more to the bearer of this strange Scissor Blade.
"Hey! Come back here you bi-" Before Ryuko could end her sentence, she got punched by Fukuroda once again.
"Oooo! That's not the way to refer Lady Satsuki! But oh well, you heard her straight!" Fukuroda cackled as his right glove began spiral out of control, until it resembled a giant tendril. "I'm sorry that your time here was short, but that's Honnouji Academy for you! Here, the strong prevail while the weak perish! Better send my regard to Susuki, CUZ' THIS K.O. SHALL SEND YA' STRAIGHT TO HELL!" Takaharu smashed the ground with an earth-quaking strength right where the girl was laying on, believing that he has successfully murdered her.
Just when he raised his fist, he noticed that the glove didn't had any traces of blood or organs.
"Ehh? What the hell? Whre the hell did you go?" Fukuroda was looking around to find the girl, just to discover that Akira was holding the unconscious girl between her arms. "Oh, it's you again… Haven't they taught you to not bust your nose on someone else's business?" The bald boxer grouled at Kurusu.
"What!? You were about to murder a girl, and that's all you have to say? What the fuck is wrong with you!?" Joker barked against Takaharu's action. As a Phantom Thief, he couldn't look at someone in need of help and just walk away. It was a miracle that his agility and speed was as nimble and acrobatic as ever. He turned to see if the girl she met at the station was okay or if she needed any help. "Hey, are you okay? Any wounds?"
But once the girl opened her eyes, she instantly turned on her anger button. "Ugh, wha-? What!? H-hey! You're the fuzzy hair creep from the station! Get off me, you stupid perv!" the girl slapped the wild card to unhand her.
Such the strength contained that single slap, that it even a comical red mark on his cheek from her hand. Man! What a woman…
Once rendered free, she turned back and tried to get her ass out to the gates of Honnouji even on her weakened stated proved by her faint steps. So bad was the beatdown she endured, she looked like she looked like she came out from a hard hang-over. She quickly hijacked the scooter of a nearby delivery man by kicking him out of his seat and quickly putting reving the motor to disappear with a cloud of dust, though Joker swore that he heard something about the girl compensating the delivery man in those lines. He wasn't sure in fact since he was too far away to listen.
"Hey! What the hell's wrong with you with swinging your butt when no one asked you? You just transgress one of our city's rules. Never, EVER interfere with the affairs of a Honnouji's official unless Lady Satsuki says otherwise!" Fukuroda fumed at Akira, flouncing towards him. "What do you have to say to yourself? And better pray that your excuse is half-decent, otherwise I'll make you eat those stupid-looking glasses of yours down your throat and force you to choke on them while the its glass CUTS YOUR THROAT FROM THE INSIDE!"
Even if Fukuroda wasn't bluffing around, Kurusu steadily got up from the ground on his own rhythm. "All I did was to do the right thing. I couldn't let myself do nothing while you were about to kill a person." He answered with a deadpan expression, all the while dusting off any dirt his clothes have caught and also grasp his bag and clean off his glasses. "If you all excuse me, I'll go and speak with your school's Student Council President." He added, before walking to the gates of the institution and see if he could have an audience with Satsuki and then see if he could find more about this looming threat Theodore wanted him to defeat.
But fate had other plans for the trickster. Just a bilk of his eye and suddenly there was a whole barricade of One-Stars guarding the front gates of the building. It was a mix of those similar-looking Mushroom-haired clones and other One-Stars that wore boxing gloves and hoodies covering their eyes, most likely from Takaharu's school Club.
"What the!?" Both Kurusu and Mona gasped on how quicky those teens were dispatched to prevent them from getting inside. All possible entrances were covered by the human wall. From the narrowest window to the tiniest mouse burrow. It was literally impossible to get in.
"No one can walk casually into our palace like nothing and then request an audience with Lady Satsuki! You don't even attend here in the first place! And somehow, you think a pig in human clothing like you meets the requirements to make Lady Satsuki just turn around to your ugly face for a second!" Fukuroda bellowed at the back of Kurusu. "But, if you're that desperate to play Super-Hero, then allow me to be the villain that shall bury you six feet under, and then crush your coffin and corpse in two!" Takaharu began to charge up his giant boxing glove as much as he could while Kurusu looked distracted. "Now, DIE!" Takaharu roared before executing the same attack of the thousand boxing gloves right at Akira, thinking that a chump like him has no chance to dodge this, much less survive.
Kurusu's danger sense activated and quickly performed a long backflin that dodge over the flock of first, resulting the legion of punches to hit the One-Star barrier instead, which in consequence shoot down the One-Stars and topple them all down like a house of cards.
"What!? WHAT!?" The boxer wasn't able to believe this, much like the bystanders while Joker landed on his two feet back to his spot. Were the Life Fibers in his Goku Uniform starting to malfunction and make him see things? No one has ever dodged the attack of a Goku Uniform without having to wear one. And yet this dumb pig comes into the picture and proves everyone wrong. How was this even possible?
"I though boxers had some sense of honor. Yet, you tried to get me from behind without warning. How pittyful…" Akira sighted, putting both hands on his pockets and not even turned his head to look at Fukuroda just to make him the saltier.
"Why you…? GYAH!" Takaharu was growing mad and continued to throw punches left and right. And still all his blows missed because he didn't expect this glass-wearing loser to be as nimble as a fly. "WHY WON'T YOU STAY STILL!? LET ME KILL YOU FOR PETE'S SAKE!?"
And yet Akira was in no better position. No matter how many of his enemies punches he avoids, he had nothing to face up Takaharu Fukuroda. As mentioned before, neither him or Morgana have fully recovered their powers and using his rusty dagger would be like trying to eat soup with a fork.
Joker saw Fukuroda was going to attack him with a right straight and quickly jumped over to have his gauntlet stuck against the wall of the campus. This was the golden opportunity to retreat since Fukuroda's gonna be busy seeing the paint of the walls dry for a long time.
"Excuse me if I may sound like a coward, but I'll have to forfeit this match…" Joker narrowed Fukuroda before slamming a Goho-M from his duffle bag into a smoke clout, disappearing from the crowd without a single trace.
"Hey! Come back here, you nosy twink! I'm not done with you, whatever your name is! When I get my Fist out of this hole, I'll shove it in your asshole instead! You'll regret the day you made a fool out of Takaharu Fukuroda, Club President of the Boxing Club of Honnouji Academy! I swear it to my bones! Just you wait!" So mad was the Club President in fact, that he was clenching his teeth to the point they were about to break. But soon that rage would turn into fear once a certain shadow of an even higher authority stood behind him.
"Geez! I knew your Club was really pathetic, and even when Lady Satsuki gave you the privilege to dispose of that girl with the giant scissors, you seem to disappoint us." A teenager with green hair who was as tall as Akira approached the boxer with a laxed smile. In the same fashion as Fukuroda, he also wore a Goku Uniform for himself. But this one shown to have 3-stars instead of 2-stars. Just like Mako explained earlier, this was a sign that he was above Fukuroda in terms of hierarchy.
"Gaah! M-mister Sanageyama!" Fukuroda shrieked in fear and panic before bowing down as fast as he could to the Three-Star. The No-Stars and One-Stars tremble in fear before a Club President, but if someone with 3-stars can make a Club President chicken in sight, you know they meant business.
Meanwhile, the teacher of class K Aikuro Mikisugi was watching the whole drama with his binoculars. "So Isshin's daughter decided to come to the eagle's nest after all." The uncover agent drawled, being surprised that the daughter of the person he admired the most has come to the Kiryuin's territory. "but… I never heard of that guy with the glasses before. He can't be from Nudist Beach, i know the face and name of every operative. Or maybe he could be…" He whispers to himself before disappearing from the classroom and going to who knows… But one thing was for certain, and is that he had to be near Isshin's daughter to introduce her to someone that could help her in her quest…
The top of Honnouji academy is where the chamber of Satsuki Kiryuin was located. It could be considered the evil lair of hers and the Elite 4, the members of the student council and the maximum authority of Honno in general. Well, right next to yours truly, ruling over the ignorant masses with a fist harder than iron. Her word was divine and her will was absolute. No one had the right or power to oppose her reign.
The Elite 4 were considered the 4 most powerful soldiers of Honnouji Academy in general, the best of the best, the top soldiers that pledged their lives for the Kiryuin. Each of them could be distincted by their special Three-Star Goku Uniforms that far surpasses the 2-Star Goku Uniforms. Each of the members had full control over the 4 division of Honnouji Academy's Clubs. The Sports Division, the Cultural Division, the Disciplinary Committee and the Information and Strategy Division. Without their guidance, the entire Club system would probably fall on itself. They weren't also called the 4 Devas for nothing. The 4 pillars held together Honno City's system and society, and the almighty eagle rest on top of it, watching over her subjects and enforce them with how everything is built upon: Order… Order and Law! Order and Law that was constructed to fight against the Chaos and Discord of the world and all of those envoys of Anarchy who tried to destroy her perfectly lawful world.
But back to the story. Inside the lair, the sound of Fukuroda's screams of agony and pain and broken wooden swords echoed through the dark and brooding halls that lead to the entrance of Satsuki's chamber, whose entrance was guarded by 2 One-Star Students.
"YOU IDIOT! HOW COULD YOU LET SUCH A PRICK GET AWAY!?" Sanageyama the chairman of the sports club broke his 8th wooden sword in a row after smacking it against Fukuroda's hairless head as cruel as possible. He threw off the broken stick right next to the mound of torn down kendo blades he used to lacerate his lackey, and he will continue to do so until he pleads for mercy.
"It wasn't my fault Sir! I swear it! It was that stupid twat with the glasses who suddenly show up and stole my kill!" The captain of the Boxing Club released tears of pain and shame flowing though his face while giving an argument for his failure.
Sanageyama only answered by slamming another sword into the poor President's head with even more streght than before that it was starting to break the boxer's skull. "Excuses! Excuses! Excuses! All you bring up are excuses! Something as simple as killing a stupid bitch without a Goku Uniform should have been an easy task for an inept like you, yet you somehow found a way to fuck it all up!"
"SILENCE!" An exaggeratedly tall man who's 8-Foot-tall (I'm effin serious) shouted with absolute anger to discipline Fukuroda and Uzu, which caused the boxer to freeze in panic. The man in question was overly muscular and had tanned skin and yellow hair. "You let her escape alive, and you failed to confiscate her weapon as ordered! A mistake made by one of your Clubs is your mistake, Sanageyama!"
"YEAH, I KNOW!" The green haired teen barked back before throwing himself into a near couch where he mostly sits. "You think I've been punishing this loser for the kicks here!? It's not my fault that most of my Club Presidents seem to always get the short end of the stick except for my Emperors. Oh! And by the way, shouldn't the Discipline Committee step in to put that girl in check for dissing Lady Satsuki? And that was your mistake, Gamagori."
The man known as Ira Gamagori only snarled and put his eyesight away from Sanageyama's. Of all the Elite 4, he's the most disciplined and the most law-abiding one of the bunch. He always set the example as the law enforcer of Honnouji Academy and to that extent all of Honno City. Law and Order is what he strives to spread much like his master, so someone as uncaring and arrogant as Sanageyama could be troublesome when they need to work for a common goal.
"I've found some information on the new girl. She's been starting fights in the Kanto region at schools ruled by Honnouji Academy." Another teenager with blue hair who's wearing a Three-star uniform and a pair of glasses notified everyone while having his full attention on his laptop. "Apparently, they were personal spots, which is why we never received reports. I'm actually surprised that she was able to get out of radar, much less when she's caring an object of high value for Lady Satsuki."
"such negligence." Satsuki sighted in disappointment on her informants as he drank a cup of tea in the conformity of her seat. "Inform our branches to keep an eye for her Inumuta, tell them to fire the fool who couldn't keep track over a simple troublemaker."
"At once milady." Houka followed his superior's order without questions.
"How shocking. The monkey, the toad and the dog all screw over big time." The last member of the Student Council being a pink-haired girl who sat on a fancy couch cornered by plushies and other girly stuff sneer with a smug smile. Her uniform had a musical theme on it and anyone could recognize her by the skull in her hat, some frightened by the thought if it was real or not. "Hey Lady Satsuki, you wanted that blade confiscated, is it something we should really worry about? I mean, I can tell you that my Arts and Crafts Club is jam-packed with Scissors Bigger than the one the new girl showed earlier. So why hers caught is so special?" Nonon still didn't had an idea of why the totalitarian ruler of Honno City would be so interested on a giant scissor.
"It is no ordinary Scissor, Nonon. It's a highly-advanced weapon designed to specially combat Goku Uniforms." Satsuki answered the Chairman of the Cultural clubs and President of the Music Club's question. The answer made everyone except the ruler of Honnouji and her butler gasp in surprise upon hearing this.
"How does a punk like her have a weapon like that!?" Gamagori being the law enforcer of Honnouji Academy demanded answers, but he was in no position to ask his leader such things.
"Speaking of surprising, it may be of your best interest to get a load of this." Inumuta turned the eyes everyone present to the screen behind the Kiryuin's seat. He began to stream the recording of Joker saving the rebel girl from Fukuroda's fists. It was all caught on camera, and none of thee Elites present were happy to know that their signature weapons have been out bested by a mere simpleton.
"What the? You can't be serious nerd! How can a dweeb with no Goku Uniform be able to Outspeed a Two-Star Goku Uniform? What's next? Pigs are going to fly out of nowhere!?" Nonon asked with shock in her tone.
"Huh…? How could he outmatch a Goku uniform?" Satsuki was surprised. Furious, but still surprised. No human being would be able to just beat her Goku Uniform that easily. "Inumuta, show me the name of the 2 perpetrators." Satsuki ordered the brains of the Elite 4 to show her the information about Akira and the rude girl.
"The girl's name is Ryuko Matoi, milady." The dog's response surprised Satsuki Kiruin.
"Matoi…" Satsuki paused for a moment when she heard that that name. "Interesting… Never though the day I would hear that name again…" she softly spoken upon hearing.
"Wait! Did you said Matoi?" Sanageyama got his butt from his couch upon hearing the name.
"You seem to know that girl. Have you met this girl before?" Satsuki turned at the green monkey of the Elite 4, but his response was more complicated than she anticipated.
"That annoying bitch? Not a fat chance." He shook to deny. "Although, I've heard that she has gained herself an infamy all around the Kanto region, most people referring her as the Toughest girl in the region. Heard that she hasn't lost a single fight and all of her opponents were left scarred for life when they got their asses torn in half by her giant guitar case. Of course, me being a former Kanto Legend myself, how could I not know this?"
"I see…" She softly spoken before looking back at Innumuta. "And what about the other one with the glasses, Houka? Is he affiliated with this, Ryuko Matoi in any shape or form?" Satsuki looked to Houka to see if there had anything about the meddlesome pig in their database.
"I'm sorry to tell you this milady, i truly do. But…" Inumuta then turned to Lady Satsuki before projecting Akira's information. "There's absolutely no data I could find about him!" The chair of the Information and Strategy Committee responded absolutely shocked after trying to use from Honnouji's to the government's data, but his computer screen said NO DATA.
"What!? You're telling me I was humiliated by a literal nobo-"
"I SAID SILENCE!" Gamagori shouted with all the strength of his lungs while whipping the President of the Boxing Club with a purple spiky whip coming from his uniform. (And no, it's not hermit purple.)
"Ha! Even the toad screwed even more by letting a common dork meddle with our work! Oh boy! You boys sure always bright my day!" Jakuzure laughed her ass of after hearing about Gamagori's fail. By the way, even though she doesn't want to admit it, she though the stranger boy was kinda... cute.
"Wait! I may have found something regarding this strange guy, milday. One of out cameras at the slums caugh something that could be useful for us." Innumunta then projected another video-recording of one of the cameras from the slums at the station. They all could see the moment Ren and Matoi crossed roads for the first time.
"So he happens to know Ryuko before. Although, they don't seem to know eachother prior to their meeting." Satsuki narrowed down.
After a full session of wooden smacks and lashes, Takaharu Fukuroda wiped his tears off his face before standing up grimacing a werathful expression. To think someone who literally no one knows about would come to his home-turf, ridicule him in front of her inferiors and superiors just to leave like a coward. He won't whitstand this! "In that case! I beg you Lady Satsuki, to give me an opportunity to redeem my actions! I'll promised you to finish Ryuko Matoi and show that no one can mock Honnouji Academy and not await for fatal consequences! As a proud student of Honnouji Academy, I promise that I will recover the pride of our School, even if it costs me my life." Fukuroda begged like he was a loyal minion to an evil overlord.
Satsuki finished drinking her cup and concluded. As much of a wimp Fukuroda was, there was a distinguishable spirit radiating from his eyes. Maybe he could finally do something right for once. "After thinking it through, I have finally made my final verdict. I originally planned to deploy Hakodate to chase off Ryuko Matoi, but you're as aware as I that she has an important match against the Hokaido region in a few days and I cannot let her waste energy on something so trivial. Feel blessed that you have one more chance to rescue your pride as servant of the Kiryuin, but fail me one last time and your Goku uniform and social status shall be revoked. Are we clear?" The Kiryuin narrowed at her subordinate with a bone-chilling look, to see if he had the guts to face the consequences.
Fukuroda has truly been blessed today. Getting on his 2 feet again, his face commenced to twist into a diabolical grin as he began to chuckle. "Of course, Lady Satsuki. I owe everything to the Kiryuin Clan. And i just know the perfect idea how to lure Ryuko to our hands… And I'll assure you, this will be a T.K.O! Ehehehe…. Ahahaha… BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The chuckle then transformed into laught worthy of a Disney villain.
Far away from the reaches of Honno City, the woman known as Ryuko Matoi drove all the way to her home. More specifically, what was left of it. Before her eyes, she looked at the burned-out remains of the Mansion she and her father used to live in peace and tranquility before that fateful incident.
The ruins of her childhood home and herself were being painted by the dark raindrops of the clouds. Gloom and hopelessness runned through her body as she looked down in disappointment and sadness. Was that it? Is this how her revenge quest would end? Just when she thought she would have her questions answered at Honnouji Academy, a roadblock impossible to overcome drops by and puts an end to her hopes.
There was no way she could be defeat that lunatic of the "Goku Uniform". His skills were meta-human to a scary length. And if it wasn't for that stranger who saved her from certain doom, she would have undoubted have died.
"Father…" Ryuko sobbed in melancholy while those painful memories flew through her mind like a haunting ghost. She could still remember that tragic event like if it was yesterday…
(Flashback)
6 months ago…
What it looked like a normal day for Ryuko Matoi, paying a visit to her old man to her home would quickly transform into a bloody crime scene. One that would make even the most dramatic of cop shows on t.v. look like Paw Patrol in comparison.
"Hey pops, I'm home." She announced her arrival, opening the door of her wide home sounding a bit unsure. "Got your letter from boarding school that you wanted to tell me something. Hope you aren't busy with your science work, as usual…" She murmured as she walked through the halls of her home.
She didn't knew, but her intuition warned her that something wasn't right. That there was a pervert poster of an anime girl in display on a high-arts gallery. The chateau was too quiet for her own good. Which is strange when only Dr. Matoi and her daughter were the only residents of this whole place.
When she reached the research room of his dad, she widen her eyes and screamed in shocking fright once she witnessed her father who was a decrepit old man with long hair and beard weakened on the floor, covered on a pond of his own blood. The most bizarre thing of all, he was fatally stabbed by the half of the same giant crimson scissor she had with her before this.
"DAD!" Ryuko cried as she quickly came to the aid of her fatally wounded father. "Dad! W-w-what the hell happened here?!"
"*COUGH!* *COUGH!*" Ryuko's father could only cough spits of blood before he could try to speak to her daughter. "I'm s-sorry Ryuko, but the sins of my past seem to have finally get me… T-to think, I could drive you away from my own enemies… Damn…"
"What? What the hell are you talking about!? You're about to fucking die and I won't plan to lose you like I did with mom! Come on, get up you old geezer! I'll contact a nearby hospital as fast as I can. Just hold a little bit longer, please!" She quickly pulled out her phone to call an ambulance, but her father rose her palm to stop here.
"It's useless Ryuko… You'll only involve more people who don't deserve to be involve. *COUGH!*" He coughed once again seeing how he was losing his eyesight and his whole world was fading away. "But stop fuzzing about me and listen well, Ryuko. If all you want is to live a peaceful life, then leave right now and never return. Go live the life you always dreamed of living. You're in no right to bear my sins on your back. You deserve better for all the times I neglected you… *COUGH!* *COUGH!*"
But no matter how much Mr. Matoi insisted Ryuko to flee, she had other plans in mind. "And let you die like this? How the hell am I going to live a normal life with you dead? No! I'm going to find the bastard who did this to you and make him or her pay big time!" She bellowed while cracking her knuckles. Something was clear and is that Ryuko was beginning to be fueled by the hatred she has for this unknown enemy.
He had to acknowledge the determination and burning passion reflected in her daughter's eyes, even if it was hard to acknowledge it. "I see… If that's your final choice, then it's my duty as your father to support you to the very end." He then yanked the very weapon the killer used to assassinate him from his chest to offer it to Ryuko, even though it would only make the danger of blood loss more prominent. "It's dangerous to go alone and unarmed in this hostile world. Take this scissor with you. Find the other half of my rendering scissors and you'll find the one who tried to silence my voice. But beware, for a cruel fate lies in store for you… You'll be cased by my enemies that want to destroy all my life's research for their own selfish desires, so take care don't lose your way, Ryuko Matoi."
Suddendly, Ryuko's determinated expression changed of someone confused and scared. What was his father talking about? What enemies? Why would he create a giant scissor? What kind of work was his father researching? She really wanted to ask all of these questions, but she quickly would turn her head over an imminent sound of a giant scissor scratching the floors of her house.
There it was. She could swear she saw a tiny glimpse of the other Scissor Blade, but not a single clue of its current holder. Not only that, but her ears caught the sound of an impish jiggle that could perhaps come from said perpetrator. But the tone was so demonic and distorted it was hard to compare it for a human one.
"Hey! Wait there!" Ryuko acted by pure instinct and quickly started to give chase to the killer, but her dad knew fully well that this was what his killer wanted.
"Ryuko, don't fall for it! I haven't told you the whole truth!" Mr. Matoi plead her daughter to stop. "Deep within my basement, there's something that you need to meet! He's the key to save all existence from the blind idiot god! The Spiral Nemesis!"
But it was already too late. Ryuko was already outside her home for his words to reach her. The furious girl was looking everywhere to see where the criminal went, but there was no sign or clue to note.
But then, the killer with the scissor blade would leap over her, bearing a moon-shaped grin that extended to creepy leghts, like if she was trying to mock her. But she then had the horrible realization of seeing that the fucker had in its other hand a remote button. All it did afterwards was to press it…
BOOM!
He whole house was blown to smithereens with a big explosion the blackened had planned to not leave any evidence behind. It hoped that the blast could also incinerate the only witness of this tragedy, yet Ryuko managed to survive.
Whatever it was a blessing or a curse, Ryuko could despair on her knees watching the only place that made her feel safe be consumed by hellish fire that took everything with it, including the only familiar she had.
"Dad… DAAAAAAAAD!"
End of Flashback
Ryuko stabbed her Scissor Blade into the ground, trying her best to hold her tears. "I'm sorry father. I was this close to find the one who killed you." She lamented and felt miserable for weak she was now. "If I was only strong enough, I would have beat it out of those douchebags!"
Everything remained silent. Not a noise of her, the wind, or nearby critters. It was only the melancholic drops of the rain making that they do best. If only she wouldn't have been that reckless all those months ago, she would have known what her father was trying to say to her. But what? She prayed for an answered for her to come.
And a signal she received in the shaped of a hidden dustshoot bellow her feet opening wide to drop her into a deep fall.
The one responsible for triggering the hidden door showed itself to be Ryuko's homeroom teacher Aikuro Mikisugi who followed her all the way from Honnouji Academy, like if he knew already about what lied beneath the Matoi manor. But the surprises didn't stop there, as the blue-haired teacher removed his teacher façade to show a handsome face behind the glasses. He grinned before saying. "Be careful what you wish for, Ryuko Matoi."
Back with the girl with the scissor blade, she was continue to scream as she fell down the deep rabbit hole that was under her house constantly bumping with its narrow walls. When did her house had this hole in the first place? She didn't know, which only made her even more angry.
But she had no time to think about those factors. She rapidly stabbed her weapon into the walls to brake her from collapsing into the floor, but it didn't stop her meteoric momentum in the slightest. She continued to fall like a shooting star.
She had no other option left. The light at the end of the tunnel was approaching near, and all she could do is to brace herself from the inminent impact with the floor and pray to still stay alive.
Blompt!
Once her body touched gravity, Ryuko steadily opened her eyes and was relief that she was still alive. But what was which cushioned her fall? Her behind could feel the sensation of a soft and silky substance.
"What the… Are these, Sailor uniforms?" Ryuko's questions would only become the bigger from now on.
They weren't just a pile of sailor uniforms, but a whole mountain worth of them. Yet it wasn't the only mountain of fabric inside this laboratory. The whole basement was loaded with endless mounds of sailor uniforms. Sailor uniforms on her left, sailor uniforms on her right! There was no stop to the ocean of fibers as much as her eye could see.
"Is this, all what my dad has worked his entire life?" She wondered before sliding down from the pile of clothes down to earth. "I don't know what should surprise me. The fact that we had this giant basement in our house the whole time, or that my dad wasted his whole life making all of these things. OUCH! TSSS!" Ryuko hissed as she felt a noticeable pain in one of her arms. "Damn! I tore up from that cut again." She groaned while covering her wounded arm from bleeding any further.
There was no chance she could find any first-aid kits here, so she used her mind and tore a piece of cloth from the uniforms to wrap it up over her wounded area. "There… I better find an exit from this place. If my dad was much of a scientist, then there must be a way in and out other than that blasted door." She then strolled through the desolated and destroyed basement of her home in hopes of finding a way out.
Unaware that her mere blood awakened something, more specifically someone Mr. Matoi has put his heart and soul into creating.
A beacon of greenish light exploded within the piles of clothes Ryuko fell over, but Ryuko was too busy inspecting the abandoned machinery that was left to rust. Countless artifacts and scientific materials Matoi didn't understood were thrashed to unfixable states. Whoever was the one who tried to kill her dad really wanted him and his work deleted from the map. But the things that caught her most attention were the giant machines that appeared to be made to sew clothes. That could explain the countless sailor uniforms she saw earlier, but for what purpose?
"Blood… I N-need, B-blood…"
"What? Who said that?" Ryuko heard an disembodied and creepy voice echoing through the walls of the abandoned facility. She quickly took out her Scissor Blade in case whatever thing was tried to harm her. "Whatever you are, I'm not scared of you! If you wish to get killed, then I have a one-way ticket to hell right up my fist, you creep!" She had her guard up and with no signs of lowering it.
Turning her head to see if she could find the thing stalking her, Ryuko wasn't able to detect whoever was spying on her. But on the other hand, the one who her blood awaken had his one eye on her.
"Y-you... You're the one who g-gave me blood… Y-yes… That taste! T-that smell! It must be you!" The male voice growled upon seeing Ryuko. "C-come on, just give me more…"
No matter how tugh Matoi tried to pretend to be, that voice was sending shivers down her spine. She had no idea what kind of enemy she was facing. But one thing was for certain, and it was that nothing could prepare her for what was to come at her.
The menacing ambience of the whole place only became worse upon seeing the shadow of a half-body crawling through the area with its skinny arms, all accompanied with one glowing golden eye shining on the pelvical area glaring to her very soul.
Saying that Ryuko Matoi was beyond terrified would be a vast understatement. Not many things made her scared, hell! She was moseso feared by the other kids of Kanto with her invincible streght and her unwelcoming demeanor. But this was one of the few instances that she was feeling truly helpless. The way the creature rattled like a shambling zombie only made her sick on the stomach, and how it was standing stiff like a predator waiting for its prey to lower her guard only boosted this factor.
She was paralyzed by this feeling of dread that her shaky legs were unable to move unless it was to shiver like a plate of pudding. Not even her crimson knife was sufficient to drive away the looming beast.
That thing won't leave her alone until he gets what he's going after. Her blood!
"BLOOD! GIMMIE YOUR BLOOD!"
The strange creature has grown impatient and bruacally pounced over Ryuko, giving the girl no time to react and fall under the monster's claws, or more specifically, his sleeves!
When the spunky woman was near the mysterious basement dweller, she wasn't prepared to believe the thing that was assaulting her and had her against the wall.
"What the hell? Is that, a Sailor Uniform!?"
"P-please! I'm begging you! Just give me a single drop of your delicious blood! C-come on! I don't want to be on stasis again!" For her surprise, the unexplainable black sailor uniform was sounding very desperate to leech off her blood.
"My blood? No way! I don't know what's your whole ordeal with you wanting so bad to suck my blood! Hell! I don't know a damn shit what the hell you're suppose to be! S-some kind of sentient vampire sailor uniform?!" Ryuko felt both ashamed and unhinged by how the creature had her on his mercy in the classic Kabedon position making this look embarrassingly lewd. If she didn't dropped her Scissor Blade when this thing attacked her, she would have turn him into bits already.
"That's not important right now! You just have to put me on! Come on! P-put me on already! I promise that you w-won't regret it the slightest!" The sentient uniform yielped while forcefully taking off Ryuko's clothes to make space for him.
"For what!? To eat me whole and do nasty things to me? Not in a million years, You fucked up freak!" Ryuko barked at the unknown entity that was becoming the more pitiful the more he tried to persuade her. The girl showed him that she won't be subdued by him and was giving the uniform a good fight, and yet this didn't make the monster give up. "AND WHERE IN THE 9 CIRCLES OF HELL DID YOU EVEN LEARN TO TALK!? CLOTHES AREN'T SUPPOUSE TO SPEAK!"
"Who cares!? Just let me in!" The Uniform had no choice but to execute more aggressive measures to force his prey to wear him. He pushed Ryuko into the ground which gave him the perfect opportunity to remove her current outfit until she was fully nude.
"You stupid pervert! I'll kill you!" Ryuko's boiling point has reached its max. limit and grabbed the fiend by his sleeves in order to tear the damn thing piece by piece. But no matter how hard she tried to tear the fabric of the thing, it didn't suffered any damage whatsoever. It surprised her. Just what was thing thing made of? "The hell!? You won't break!? What kind of freakish stuff are you made off!?"
"I tried to be nice with you, but you don't wish to help me! So if you won't put me on, then I'll force you to do so!" The monster bellowed as he forced himself into Ryuko Matoi's body for once. "S-See? I'm a perfect fit!" He stammered once he finally replaced Ryuko's clothes with himself.
But this came with consequences. Red burst of energy covered all of Matoi, making her excruciate in pain. The crimson explosions continued as the violent creature mutated into a different form against her will.
Finally… The strange event appears to end for once and Ryuko felt weak and dizzy all over. But, something was going on within her. She could feel a massive stream of power flowing through her veins that must be unleashed!
"GRAAAAAAAH!" Ryuko roared like a wild animal as she unleashed a gigantic red explosion that covere all of the basement, up to the point that it reached the surface.
Whathever this thing is, it didn't seem to bother her for now. But what he provided her with, is the streght she was looking for to finally have the upper hand against Honnouji Academy. Watch out! Hear this woman roar!
Far from the reaches of the Academy and Matoi's manor, the streets of the slums received the visit from Honno's public tram that carried Akira and Mona after having to retreat from their fight with Club President Takaharu Fukuroda.
"Dammit! Just how do these bastards are able to get away with… Everything?!" Akira was beyond pissed than he slammed the vehicle so hard that it wobbled. He realized that his complaints won't go anywhere and took slow and heavy breaths to cool his nerves before his own anger could make him do stupid decisions. "Philemon said that this world faces impending doom, and the way that Academy works seems to be one of the puzzle pieces of the jigsaw..."
"Don't get yourself too worked on Joker, we had to call it quites before things could snowball out of control." Morgana nudged at Akira hoping that this could make him feel better with himself. "Without our Personas, that guy would most likely turn us into stamps. Retreating was our best option we had to ourselves. After all, a good Phantom Thief always knows when to pull out and avoid pointless conflict. Let's regroup somewhere safe and plan a strategy if we were to face those guys again."
"Which reminds me. Lavenza said that our key to re-awaken our powers is to make new bonds with the people of this worlds, which I think it would be hard to do so…" The Phantom Thief mumbled seeing how currently the inhabitants were antagonistic towards them.
But, Morgana quickly remembered at least 1 exception within this crazy herd. "Joker! What about the girl we met at the station earlier? She seems to grow some attachment to you. Not in a good way, but its something. And that sword she was carrying seems to be powerful. And my senses tell me she could be our key to save this world from calamity so were to speak."
Joker pondered and thought about it. Yes, maybe the girl and him may not have the best reaction when he saved her from Fukuroda's fist seeing how she accused him for pervert. Yet, there was sorrow in her eyes, she was conflicted with something that had to do with Honnouji Academy if his intuition wasn't lying.
But, friendships can wait for a while seeing that he has no deadline to fulfill unlike whenever he and his team tackle a Palace ruler. Well not so as much as he knew.
"Damn. Noon already?" Joker mumbled when he saw the setting sun and orange sky when he felt like it just passed like 2 minutes or so. "Then we better find ourselves a roof to sleep for the night Mona."
"Good point Joker. Although, it will be difficult to convince anyone from here to give us cottage for at least this day. And I don't think that going to those apartments above us will be a viable choice. They seem to not let anyone pass unless they're affiliated with Honnouji Academy." Mona pointed out when both remembered that the industrial complex drowned in apartment was heavily guarded by those same shroom-haired lookalike from strangers to trespass.
"Well, guess our only option is to find the least dirty dumpster around here, see if it isn't occupied and use anything for blankets, and pray that it doesn't rain this night." Akira joked with a softly smirk while petting his feline friend. Once they could be all set, they could develop a plan to infiltrate the iron walls of Honnoji and extract any juicy intel from their mouths.
But as the 2 continued to stroll the crime-plague streets of Honno City's slums, Akira's leg would bump with someone they were already familiarized with…
"ACK! Hey! Y-you're the guy from earlier who kicked my ass! Thank god I've found you!" Coming out of nowhere, the young criminal known as Mataro looked glad to see the black-haired teen pass by. "P-please, you gotta help me! I swear this is not a joke or anything! You're the only dude I know who's strong enough to help me!"
"Oh. it's you again. Need any help?"
"Wait a sec. The look on his face… No liar would make himself look so anxious to not tell the truth. Maybe he has something important to say." Morgana told Kurusu to take a better look at the little runt's expression. He seemed to be worried and desperate, too much to fake it.
Mataro tried to recover his cool before he could talk and explain his situation. So he took a deep breath before delivering the bad news. "I-it's my sister. S-she has been kidnapped!"
The responded surprised Joker and Morgana. So the Trickster bent over and asked. "Have you tried to contact the local police or any other authority about this?" He felt strange for saying those words. He and his relationship with the law were as sour as the concentrated taste of a lemon. But without his powers, he can't really do much per say.
"But that's the problem! Honno City doesn't have a governmental police force here! All we're left are those stupid Honnouji Academy assholes that won't take a moment to listen to me just because i live on the slums!"
Of course! The police force was as corrupt as broken videogame Save File. It was no surprise that's for sure, but if those donut-churning dirtbags won't open their ears to help, Akira will.
"I see... Any details you remember about your sis'? Anything could help." Akira required a clear description and see if he has met someone that matched said details.
"O-okay… She has a bowl haircut with her color being just as mine, she has an odd and eccentric personality, and she attends Honnouji Academy." Mataro tried to describe her sister as accurate as possible, but how stressed out he was, it was making it very difficult to do so.
Oh crap! They have met her before! Akira's brain quickly remembered that strange girl he met at the schoolyard of Honnouji Academy that explained him what Goku Uniforms were. Knowing what the school can do and moreso, getting away without repercussion, it would not be a surprise to him if they were behind this.
But, for what reason? Akira crossed his arms to think better and see if he could hit any blind guess for what they did it. As much as he knows, Honnouji Academy seems to have targeted that girl with the giant scissor and maybe they also try to get him for what he did earlier. Was this girl a friend of Ryuko? do they think she has something to do with him just because she talked to him for like 3 seconds? Man! None of this makes sense!
But wait! He could ask Mataro about the kidnappers. That could give him enough material and clues to spot the mice's hole. "Do you have any idea how the kidnappers look like?" Akira asked the boy.
Before Mataro could say a single word, he was starting to shake uncontrollably in a comical way like if he was a character from Scooby-doo. "T-t-t-t-t-t-they're st-t-t-t-t-tanding b-b-b-b-behind you!"
Joker looked what was behind him and saw a gang of those same One-Star Boxers under Fukuroda's wing, all grimacing like a bunch of demented fiends.
Before he could even defend himself, he was caught off guard by a sucker punch in the stomach that made him bend over his knees, just to later be forced into inhaling a sleeping gas mask that knocked him out and put him on a deep slumber…
"Wakey wakey, sleepyhead." A voiced was called out the dazed Joker to open his eyes.
Once he was awaken, he was caught off-guard by a multitude of things. For starters, he was back to Honnouji academy for his utter disgrace.
Two, he was tied up to a boxing ring pole without hopes of rendering his hands free.
And three, Uzu Sanageyama was in front of him with a laxed smile, and an arrogant attitude to top it all off.
"Hmm… Jakuzure wasn't really that wrong. You're quite the pretty face for someone with balls big enough to get into our stuff without our allowance." Uzu commented on out hero's look while touching his face to look at him with better detail.
"Huh... guessing by your poor sense of fashion choice, you're also one of those Honnouji scumbags, am I right or right? No wonder I can smell the nasty odor of that over-inflated ego of yours. And I'm guess you missed me so much, you wanted me to stay for extracurricular classes." Even in danger, Kurusu acted cocky in the face of his enemy which made the green-haired villain twitch for a moment. "Wait! W-where's my bag!?" Akira noticed that his bag was nowhere to be seen.
"Relax man. We're gonna take good care of that furball of yours. Let me tell ya' that you can count on Lady Satsuki to take care of your pet, whoever the hell you are, you dumb dummy."
"At least I ask for a better explanation for to why you brought me here against my will." The thief with glasses blurted at Sanageyama to demand the reason for his rapture.
"Hehehe… Why don't I let my man explain you instead?" Uzu snarked devishly while taking steps back to reveal Takaharu Fukuroda holding a microphone.
"Testing, testing, does this thing work?" The boxer made sure that the mike was working well so he can broadcast his message, but he was received by an awkward silence.
"I said… DOES THIS THING EVEN WORK!?" The boxer was getting irritated by the silent treatment of the students of Honnouji that forced him to loudly shout with all of the strength of his lungs.
"Yeah! We can hear ya', you doofus! But do you really need to break everyone's ears?" A random no-star was complaining about the situation.
Fukuroda then just sighted at this comment since he has bigger knots to tie up first. "Hey new girl! An hour from now on, we're going to execute your little friends. The No-Star Student by the name of Mako Mankanshoku, and the frizzly-haired nerd who pushed your butt out of your fate!" Fukuroda broadcasted his announcement across the artificial island. Thanks to the implemented megaphones scattered across the city, there was no way Ryuko couldn't get his message loud and clear.
"Little friends? Then that must mean…" Akira put 2 and 2 together turned to re-encounter with the girl from before who was tied down upside-down to a metallic cross on a suggestive pose. He didn't knew what to think about this. Dd they ever considered to tie him up just like her? Eww…
"Oh hi, Mr. stranger. Never thought I would meet you again, but the thought of meeting you again just makes me really, really happy!" The girl cheerfully greeted him despite facing great danger. "Anywho… Why are you're also here? Just askin'."
"The same reason you're here, it seems. Used as bait to lure Ryuko, I think…" He shrugged at Mako. "But, it was your brother who sent me here. He wanted me to rescue you but well, look at the irony played out…"
"D'oh! I knew it couldn't trust my troublesome brother! First, I haven't put on my sexy underwear for this occasion and now my little brother decides to jump off school for the 10th time again? He's gonna get it this time once I'm out of this!" She pouted as she was shaking her whole being from her binding chains. "By the way, I don't think we've never told our names!"
Joker only nodded to answer
In that case, I'm Mako Makanshoku. Nice to meet you." The bowl cut girl then cut her angry tone to one more friendly like if she was changing clothes.
But before Akira could introduce himself, he was quickly hit in the head by a Kendo sword, courtesy of Sanageyama of course. "Hey! Shut your traps! This is no time for greetings. Just let my boy finish his important announcement and then you both can know better in the afterlife, alright?"
The chair of the sports clubs then gave a thumb up to Fukuroda as a sign that he can continue his broadcast. "Ehem… As I was saying. These 2 fools are accessories to your treason against Honnouji Academy. As such, I shall end their lives personally to show you what happens when you make fools out of us. But, if you really want to save their lives, then quit hiding like a coward. SHOW YOURSELF!"
Akira felt miserable and enraged at the same time, seeing how helpless he was, he really felt cornered and without options to think for a solid solution.
Worse still, he could see that the No-Star Students seeing the execution from outside the Boxing ring were too afraid to confront either Fukuroda or Sanageyama. And who could blame them? Their Goku Uniforms could easy wipe them out from the world without them even realizing it. Seems that these Goku Uniforms weren't just body-enhancing exoskeletons, but also symbols over their total control over the weak.
And the No-Stars weren't the only group that were subjugated by these teenage sociopaths. Inside the academy, Aikuro Mikisugi the teacher of Class-K, undercover agent and leader of an underground resistance that swore to fight against the Kiryuin was watching the whole ordeal as another mere spectator alongside the other teachers of Honnouji Academy.
Just like the Phantom Thief, he too hated witnessing the fascist abuse of the Kiryuin and their lap dogs had over the rest of the world, and this comes from someone who has been around the academy for the last 3 years. Even though he could have saved all those people Honnouji has killed, it was way too risky to do so since it could ruin his facade and his plans to stop the Life Fibers from devouring mankind.
"Mr. Principal, the student council are animals. You must do something!" The teacher looked at the miserable prout principal of Honnouji, but his position of principal was as valuable as the No-Stars. He unfortunately didn't held any power to put a stop to this.
"This doesn't concern us so its best to stay out of it. You're aware that Lady Satsuki's mother, Lady Ragyo Kiryuin is the chair of the academy's board of directors and the ultimate power of Honnouji Academy. Therefore, Lady Satsuki is our lord and master just as her. Going against her will be going against Lady Ragyo as well. We all work for the Kiryuin clan, so there's nothing we can do about it… I'm really sorry, Mr. Mikisugi."
Mikisugi sighted in disappointment and turned to set his view on the helpless Phantom Thief. "How strange… Isn't that the kid who saved Ryuko from Fukuroda? What's he doing here? I wonder…" he shrugged to his left as he had too many questions about Akira at this moment.
Back with Akira, He didn't know what to do. Anything he could use to cut the ropes restraining him were inside his bag alongside Morgana who could have easily unraveled his knot, but they were all confiscated by Honnouji Academy. Was this all he could do? Do nothing and despair like the first time he and Ryuji entered the Metaverse only to be held prisoners by Kamoshida's shadow?
Wait… Unless!
"Hehehehehe... It seems that your flames of rebellion are still not showing signs of extinguishing. Good… Good…"From inside his own consciousness, the alluring and menacing voice of Arsene echoed to him. This was a good sign."Although, if what you desire is to reawaken the power to release that rebellious soul once again, you must focus your hatred and noble feelings of retaliation against these fools who think they're gods! Or what, are you going to watch an innocent girl die while you had the chance of saving her life?"
It was a risky and very convoluted move to do so, but if he could stall Fukuroda long time until he could recover his powers, he could flip the tables of his predicament and deliver these evildoers their well-deserved just desserts.
"Hey! Don't you think using hostages is kind of cliché? You call yourself a boxer and yet you rely on these types of tactics? Talk about pitiful." Akira was trying his best to irk the boxer's attention towards him. And seeing how Fukuroda's ego was as huge as his head, it was destined to work.
But of course, the trash talk pissed him off and grabbed the Phantom Thief by the collar of his shirt. "Listen here wise guy! Do you have ANY idea what your jackass stunt from earlier has done to my reputation? Thanks, of your stupid meddling, they're going to take away my Two-Star position I've worked so hard to obtain if I don't take the head and the sword of the girl you saved! All of my hard work is about to be for naught because you wanted to play as the hero!"
Even though Takaharu tried to intimidate Akira, he showed no signs of being dominated by his sinister aura. The wild card only chuckle at Fukuroda's face and retorted. "Heheh... To be honest, I would like you to compare you to a certain term. But then again, I don't want to insult the garbage. Because even garbage has more value than someone like you!"
That response made all No-Stars gasp out of imminent shock. No one had the guts to stand up against a Club President and insult him right at its face.
"H-he insulted Fukuroda like it was nothing! He gonna be dead for sure!" A random male No-star muttered in the crowd.
"Thank in the name of Lady Satsuki I'm not that guy over there. I-I don't think I would be able to insult my superiors! Or should I start to...?" Another male student muttered to himself.
"Maybe we should finally stand up by ourselves and refuse to be picked up by the Presidents, but that would mean we would be treason against the academy…" A female student told her friend.
There was a lot of whispering and muttering between the crowd of students about if they should finally rise and fight back their oppressors. Satsuki on the other hand narrowed and grunted in annoyance to this since she was about to lose total domination over her pawns.
It was part of the Kiryuin clan to have a font love for absolute control and domination over everything. Thanks to their superior strength and mind, society as we knew it has flourished to perfection under their watchful eye. Satsuki was not the exception to this rule of course. But seeing someone with enough charisma influencing her students with ideas of fighting against her was worrying and intriguing at the same time.
"ARGH! SILENCE, ALL OF YOU!?" Takaharu's cry of irritation was enough to make the fear of Honnouji inside all the No-stars take them over again like it should be.
It was worse than he thought. They had those poor people licking their boots. They were prisoners of the school, and Joker will not sit on his ass and do nothing about it.
"I have you one last question… What will happen if the new girl doesn't show up? I doubt that a knuckle-head like you think if that were to happen."
Akira's question brought Fukuroda's attention one more time and made him chuckle on a devilish way. "You think I'm dumb? BAHAHAHAHA! If Ryuko Matoi doesn't show up to save your behinds, we're just gonna fry you to death and then feast upon your remains!. BRING OUT THE VAT BOYS!" Tahakaru snapped his fingers to call his lackeys into the action.
Fukuroda's cronies then bought out a boiler big enough to fry a person alive. This was the fate that awaited The Wild Card and Mako. A fate that brough the meaning of Feasting on your hide to a whole different level.
This couldn't be possible! Every one of these assholes was even more insane than Goro Akechi, something that he never thought about. They were all about to fry a person to death and then probably eat their remains for lunch.
"Oh please… You're bluffing. There's no way anyone can fry a person alive, even with a vat that big." He turned at the arrogant boxer with a blurt, hoping that it was all bark and no bite.
Fukuroda turned to Joker and grimaced. "Oh really? Then how about the head-chef shows a demonstration then?" Takaharu made a whistle to call one of his One-Star lackies who held a tray of breaderd on his gloves. The Club President then brought out a living rat that tried his best to get his tail out of his giant gloves. He began to bathe the poor creature with breather, enjoying the agony of the poor mice just to end its life by dredging him into the boiling vat, killing the rat and leaving its corpses into crispy goodness. "TADA! Fresh from the fryier. And soon, you'll be next!"
The whole crowed marveled at this, all aside from Joker who only got the angrier.
"Now, which one of your losers should i cook first?" Fukuroda took his time to think which of his 2 victims should he purge first. "I know! I'll start with the annoying bubble-head of Class-K! That'll make Ryuko Matoi leave her burrow for good!" He then snapped his fingers, ordering his henchmen into lowering poor Mankanshoku into the boiler.
"Oh no! Everyone's gonna see through my skirt and witness my lame panties! Ryuko, save me!" Mako cried for help ignoring that her life was in danger that made both sportsmen look to one another. Does this girl have nerves of steel or was she's just plain dumb? Eitherway, Mako was slowly approaching her crusty doom, until…
"Hey! Leave her alone! I'm the one who put you into this mess, right? Come on! Throw me your best punch!" Akira barked at the boxer in order to prevent him from cooking the deep-fried schoolgirl.
The Club President of the Boxing Club had to admit that Akira had guts for someone so wimpy. He snapped his fingers again to halt his minions from lowering Mako to her delicious doom. "Hey… Now that I think about it, that's a wonderful idea!" He grimaced at the thought, not before turning and bow at the top-spire of Honnouji Academy. "But of course, I would need Lady Satsuki's approval to do so."
A flash of light shined from the spire of Honnouji Acadmy, revealing the figure Satsuki on the top of the building with the rest of the Elite 4 behind her. "Takaharu Fukuroda, as Student Council president of Honnouji Academy, I shall grant you permission to injure the trespassed as much as your heart desire until Ryuko Matoi makes herself known. However, you are forbidden to kill him." Satsuki greenlighted Fukuroda's decision while delivering a small snicker. "I have big plans for our guest…"
"Well, you heard Lady Satsuki. Now get out there and show them what you're made of champ." Sanageyama cheered Akira while releasing his restrains and giving him a pair of boxing gloves so he could fight back.
"You seem to change your gears very quickly." Kurusu drawled to Sanageyama while putting on his boxing gloves.
"Hehehehehe… And by the way, I could use some warm-up before I can commence my match against the new girl. My shoulders are feelin' kinda numb." Fukuroda cackled at Akira as he stretched his shoulders to warm himself up.
A sexy blonde girl wearing a bikini then walked into the ring with a sign saying "Round 1".
DING!
"Prepare your sore ass, nerd! HIYA!" The boxer then threw of a Left straight that blasted the blonde girl to the sky, but that didn't stop the fist of doom from aiming toward our hero that he barely managed to dodge, but he then was consecutively pummeled by a barrage of the same left jabs that Ryuko had to suffer, which made him bleed out and bite the dust.
What was he thinking? He has never participated in a boxing match ever and he wasn't a wizard at any sports. But that didn't matter to him. What's important is that he saved Mako for paying a burden she never deserved to carry.
Fukuroda then stepped on Akira's head with his red boots and laughed manically over his early victory. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Did you finally unsterstood? Pigs like you are born to serve Lady Satsuki and us! Once we spread our will to the rest of the world, we'll create a perfect utopia like no other fictional story has ever imagined! Too bad you won't be able to witness it for your treason against our wishes!" He was letting his arrogance take center stage as he pressed his foot harder to the thief's head. "You may not be a student of Honnouji, but you can bet your money that you're about to get the full No-Star experience! Now people, start the countdown!" The No-Stars didn't have any choice. It was that or punishment.
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"Don't worry guys, we're here to save you. Just hang a bit there…" Mataro managed to get past the One-Stars guarding the gates with his trouble-making gang with the intention of rescuing Mako and Kurusu, even they brough their main weapons so they could fight against these teenage monsters.
Unfortunately, a One-Star spotted the troublemakers and bellowed to them to not interfere on Kiryuin's Business. But amongst the crowd, a hooded figure was watching the whole ordeal and waiting the right time to strike.
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Akira's fury was boiling like a pot. The Club President's arrogance and face just made him want to punch him hard on the stomach. Or maybe, he just had to aim somewhere, bellow the stomach.
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DONK!
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOUCH!" Fukuroda cried with a wailing yodel and laid himself on a fetal position while screaming and moaning in agony thanks to Akira striking him right at his nutshack.
"Think you can just scare me out like how you did with everyone else? You'll have to try harder than that." Akira narrowed at the pitiful student as he got up and dust off his shoulders. "You know, I know an asshole like you who not only abused his club member not only physically, but sexually as well. A talentless "artist" who resorts to stealing its pupil's works for himself because he knew he lacked any artistic talent. a money-grubbing fly who can't stand on his two legs without filling his pockets. A businessman who ruined thousands of lives just for his own happiness, including his own daughter's. and lastly the worst of all... A filthy, stupid, and god-awful, monster who has mass murdered millions and manipulated many just to sit on the seat of power full of lies! Comparing you to those rotten adults, you're nothing more than a 4th rate wannabee tyrant!" Akira yelled with rebellion flowing through his eyes while getting up from the beat down, he received.
He has gathered enough will to finally steal the show!
"So, you finally decide to stand up and fight. I admire your spirit."Arsene's voice whispered through Akira's soul.
"Yes! Grant me the forbidden power of rebellion once again and let us purge the filthy souls that roam this land!" Akira responded back with determination burning in his eyes.
"Excellent. Your anger is justified, and your righteousness is in the right place. A pure-hearted scoundrel as you is worthy for being called a rebel. And now, let us re-forge our creed!"Arsene told Joker as our hero rather than getting a headache as usual awakenings, he was gritting his teeth along with his eyes twitching a yellow light as he walked toward Fukuroda leaving small craters with every step he made.
"I am thou, thou art i. Our contract is far yet to expire. No matter what realm, kingdom or reality, we shall continue to broil against the foes of freedom and justice. For we are the scourge to the fiends who dare to wear the masks of heroes! Now my friend, let's show these fools the unstoppable power of rebellion!" Arsene chanted a different bow this time all the while Akira let out a strong shout that scared the shit out of Fukuroda. "Call upon my name once again and release thy rage!"
"Wa-wa-wah d-dude l-look I'm s-sorry! Y-you know w-w-what? Y-you can have Mako back!" Fukuroda was shaking in fear while his lackeys released the optimistic No-star.
"Horray! Freedom! Thanks stranger-kun." Mako hugged her savior as a sign of gratitude, but Akira was still stiff as a statue.
"Mako, I only have one thing to say. Get out" Akira warned Mako while she got out of the ring. Joker's glasses then transformed into his infamous mask. "Things are about to get ugly…" He snarled as he directly looked at Fukuroda, which caused the pathetic boxer to gulp. "Arrogant fools like you are nothing but SCUM! Scum that needs to be snapped back to reality!"
Fukuroda's nutcracker has finally passed out and got up. But he was still scared shitless. "S-still, what are you going to do then, wimpass? Throw your glasses at me?"
Akira then started to devilish chuckle for a bit. "That's easy, call out my Persona." He then grasped the top edge of his mask ready to invoke his other self.
"Ravage them, Arsene!"
Akira took off his mask and blue flames enveloped the teenager's body that caught everyone by utter surprise. Within the hellish flames and chains, Arsene made himself known to everyone. Still, Akira was on his normal clothing rather than on his thief outfit, but all of his wounds were healed instantly.
"I am the pillager of twilight, Arsene! I am the rebellious spirit that slumbers deep beneath the soul of this noble freedom fighter." The gentleman apparition announced his arrival to frightened those that stood against Akira. "From the eyes of my other self, I've seen thee nameless crimes you have practiced, thinking that repercussions are not there to come after. Hahaha! How wrong you were. Now, prepare to to be stolen from everything you built upon the ashes of the weak and innocent, Takaharu Fukuroda!"
Every student trembled in fear by just looking at the enigmatic winged thief of the new guy. But the most shocked of all was no other than Satsuki Kiryuin, to the point that she committed something she would never thought of even thinking doing.
Take a single step back.
"Lady Satsuki, you…" Gamagori told his superior shocked and concerned. No one has ever made Satsuki this surprised by a pig in human clothing.
"A, Persona…?" Satsuki´s look of shock transformed into a malicious smile. "Wie interessant… Fate has interesting ways to stir my goals. Perhaps this naïve fool could prove to be useful for my plans." She muttered to herself with an objective in mind. "Inumuta, I want you to analize every possible data about our guest's "Persona"" Satsuki ordered the brains of the elite 4.
"Right on Milady." Inumuta accepted Satsuki's order before suddenly vanishing from everyone's sight.
Taharu yelled like a little girl by the utter terror he experienced by the burst of power he saw before him, but it wouldn't take him long to shake his head and look at his One-Stars furiously. "What are you lemmings think you're doing standing there? Get him!"
Fukuroda's lackeys tried to capture the Phantom Thief, but they were all blown away by a gust of wind from Arsene's wings that made them take an involuntary dip into the hot-boiled vat and became Extra-crispy. Luckily, they were still alive and ran away from the fight since they don't want to fight the new kid.
"He-Hey! Come back here you cowards! You're all going to be kicked out from my Club for this once I get you!" Fukuroda shouted at his troops to turn back, but they all have their mind set. He was the only left to face Kurusu out of all the Boxing Club.
"WHAT IN THE NAME OF SATAN'S SHITSTORM IS THAT!? Don't tell me this is because of that stupid eyebrowed-bitch Goku Uniforms!" The hooded Ryuko exclaimed in utter shock when she looked at the mysterious spirit that Joker summoned.
"It may look like it, but I can assure you its not Ryuko." The weird parasitic clothes told Ryuko for her disappointment and shock. She was hoping that he could know seeing that he's the sentient vampire skirt, but figures… "I know a Goku Uniform when i see one. The raw energy coming from that boy don't match with Fukuroda's. Most of all, his clothes don't seem to empower him, but he himself has that much energy. It's like, something out of this world!"
"If that thing beside him isn't made by a Goku Uniform, then what the hell is!?"
"OH MY GOD! I didn't know stranger-Kun was a stand user! But since everyone can see it, DOES THAT MEAN WE'RE ALL SECRETLY STAND USERS!?" Mako thought to herself before trying to find her stand around her campus.
"Grrr… So, what!? You got yourself a spooky ghost on your side, i'm still gonna punch your balls so badly they're gonna explode!" Fukuroda bawled at Kurusu while warming his arms to continue the fight. "See if your Persona can save you from my special move! Feel the might of my One-Million Left Jabs of hell!" The boxer shouted as he threw a barrage of mini boxing gloves toward Akira, but he wasn't prepared for a nasty surprise…
Akira quickly dodged the incoming fists and waited for the right moment for them to come back and him and counterattack, "Makarakarn!" The phantom thief casted a reflect skill on himself repelled all the left jabs towards the boxer's face leaving it with tons of bumps and bruises.
The Club president of the Boxing Club was furious. He quickly shook his bruises like some sort of cartoon to show his red-hot expression. "What kind of bullshit was that!? How can you reflect all my Life Fiber induced left jabs!? They're specifically stitched to chase any of my enemies until they're destroyed! This is against the rules!"
"Life Fibers?" Joker asked to himself. but the topic of the Life Fibers can wait for another time. "Heh! Says the guy who uses giant boxing gloves. Now you seem to care about the basics of your own native sport only when it benefits you." Akira commented with a cocky grin on his face before turning to the crowd. "Hey everyone! Seems that your boxer doesn't even respect the rules of his own sport!"
Enraged by the comment, Fukuroda released cloud-streams from his ears. "Just who the hell do you take me for!? I am Tahakaru Fukuroda! The greatest boxer in the world and proud soldier of Honnouji Academy! You, are nothing!"
"So what? I don't care."
"SO WHAT!?" Akira's short answer only made Fukuroda the madder. "Then how about a right-straight for you to remember my name!? But wait, it's actually a corkscrew! Ten Ken Fun SAI!" The glove then started to spin so fast it started to resemble a drill that was coming to bust Akira's guts. But what the boxer didn't knew was that your hero had a counter plan.
"Eiagon!" Joker exclaimed as Arsene send off a wave of dark energy resulting in a grand explosion of darkness that blasted the evil boxer to the nearby edge of the right, giving the first K.O. to Akira.
"RRgh! You fucking pig! Showing your secret weapon at the last second!" Fukuroda grunted as he held himself to the pole of the ring to get himself back in shape. "That does it! It's time to take off the soft gloves and bring out, THE BIG GUNS! HA!" Fukuroda then took off the chains that suppressed his gloves' true destructive power, which transformed the giant glove into a spiky fist. "BEHOLD! This is what the REAL Honnouji Academy Boxing Club athletism augmentation Two-Star glove looks like! YAHAW!" Fukuroda then pulled a chain on his Life Fiber fist like if it was a chainsaw to make more spikes pop up from his Life Fiber fist. "I bet your asking yourself why I would wrap my own gloves to limit their power. If i didn't, the challengers from other schools would piss their pants so hard with the mere sight of this bad boy and wouldn't even dare to challenge me! But when I bear them for the world to see, I feel invincible! THIS IS MY GO-KU UNI-FORM!"
Everyone at the academy admired the the might of the Goku uniform like it was the second coming of Jesus. Well, all except Akira who was still showing no signs of stop fighting.
"I see. The ol' stuffing your own gloves with bricks tricks, aren't we? For someone who loves to brag about boxing, you don't seem to respect it in the slightest." Akira sighted calmly as he braced himself. "And please! I've face worse enemies that make you sloppy moves look like childs play! Come on! Let's rumble again!"
*DING*
The same lady now covered in injuries walked around the ring carrying a "Round 2" sign. Maybe joining the Boxing club wasn't a great idea If you're female, but the skimpy one-star uniform was at least worth it. Takaharu didn't cared about though by violently pushing the lady into the air so he could attack the Phantom Thief, but he missed as Akira jumped high to rescue the same blonde lady while carrying her on his arms to safety outside the ring.
"There… you're safe now." Akira softly spoken the blonde as he dropped her outside the ring.
"T-thank you, brave sir. You know what? To hell with the boxing club! I quit!" The girl responds as he put off the One-star uniform leaving her complete naked before leaving the boxing ring. This brought a soft satisfying smile on Kurusu's face.
"Hey MR. Goody-two-shoes, this is a boxing match. There's no time for saving damsels in distress!" Fukuroda scolded the phantom thief. Jokers turn around and sighted with a dirty look.
"It's not my fault that your douchebag attitude puts your own Club members at risk. They're your teammates after all, therefore you should treat them with the respect they deserve." Joker told the boxer with his cocky smile.
"GRRAGH! They need to be reminded their place on the Kiryuin hierarchy! But you still refuse to accept it like a stubborn asshole! Now take this and shove it down your ass!" The boxer began to spin his fist forming a drill again, and Joker barely managed to evade it.
This made him noticed that not only Fukuroda's strength was turned up to eleven when no longer limited by his restrains, he also became faster as well.
After some failed attempts, Fukuroda managed to land a clean hit on Joker that sent him against a corner of the ring. But it was thanks to his Persona that he resisted the hit. Otherwise, he would be dead.
"Stranger-Kun! Are you alright?" Mako told Akira absolutely concerned, but the boy didn't seem to give up so easily.
"Yeah, no worries." Joker exclaimed while getting up once again like a champ.
"HAHAHAHA! Seems that the nail that sticks out's about to be hammered down big time! But enough poetry! TIME TO DIE!" Fukuroda yelled while aiming a straight punch, but Joker dodged it with grace and style.
"Damnit! He's way too fast. One more hit and I'm done for sure. If only I could slow his speed… But how?" Joker thought to himself since Arsene didn't knew any speed debuff skills, but it was his only Persona available. Or was it…?
"Looks like someone's on big trouble, ho." Suddenly a voice came from the phantom thief's head followed by a chilly wind that could only come from the most charming demon of them all.
"Jack Frost?" Akira then noticed that the voice came from his persona of the Magician arcana.
"The one and only, He. I know that you're asking yourself of how in the hee-ho you managed to reawaken my power, well you see when you remade your confidant with Morgana, it allowed me to regain all my magnificent magic and skills, Ho." Jack Frost explained himself while doing a playful ballerina spin. "By the way, that fella there needs to chill. And I think I'm the perfect candidate to cool off his nerves, ho."
The member of the Jack Brothers was right. It was the perfect time for a mask change.
Joker got back to reality, and still carrying that hopeful smile of his. "You changed to a more powerful form, so I think it's fair to say for me to do the same. I'm about to summon an even stronger Persona than Arsene and have that for sure. Come, Jack Frost!" The intimidating Arsene was then replaced by the mascot of Atlus who did a playful Hee-Ho once he appeared.
"So, he has more of them? Fascinating." Satsuki Kiryuin was full-blown amused witnessing a pig in human clothing overpowering one of her 2-Star Uniforms without even making that much of an effort. On top of that, he has a power no one has ever discovered before. If she could be able to submit the Persona user under her command, she could have the much needed against her mother. The student council president now has an objective to clear if she wants to fulfill her ambition for world domination.
But back with the crowd of student, the majority of them minus Mako and Ryuko were bursting in laughter with the mere sight of the adorable winter fairy. None have experienced the destructive capabilities this little white devil can do.
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Are you serious!? You're going to beat me with that rejected Pokemon!? BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Fukuroda was laughing his ass of along with the other students, that he didn't put any attention to his opponent.
"Hey, don't judged a person by its clothing." Akira mumbled while putting his hands on his pockets. He knew from now forward, this battle will be pretty much a cake-walk.
"Hohohoho… Ow… Okay that's enough laughing for today. Right straight to your face!" The boxer charged toward the phantom thief with a straight punch with his name on it, but rather than going at meta-human speeds, his velocity was suddenly reduced that he was pretty much floating in the air in a comical way. "What!? What in the name of Lady Satsuki is this!?" Fukuroda quested his sudden speed downgrade as he looked and squinted at Kurusu, demanding answers.
The Phantom Thief the chuckled for a brief time at the clueless Honnouji student "Have you forgot what I said earlier? Don't judge a person by its clothing. While you were foolishly laughing as you underestimated my Persona, Jack Frost has cast upon you more than 100 speed slowing skills onto you! To underestimate your opponent is to invite your defeat!" Akira grabbed his mask again to change Personas back to Arsene. "Arsene, grant me power with Sukaja!" Joker rose his hand while his main Persona spread his wings to coat his other-self's fist on crimson energy.
"Oh shit! I think I know what he's trying to do!" Ryuko exclaimed as Kurusu approached his helpless opponent with a killer demeanor.
SHOWTIME!
"It's time for you to taste your own medicine… IN DOUBLE DOSIS!" Joker snarled while cracking his knuckles, ready to pummel Fukuroda to the ground mano a mano. "Right Jab!" He exclaimed as he hurled a firm left fist right at the bald man's stomach. "Left hook!" He followed it with a left sucker punch to incapacitate Fukuroda even further. "And a hard uppercut to further the pain!"
"Ten!"
"Ken!"
"Fu!"
"SAI!"
Akira not only was stealing Takaharu's spotlight while sweeping the floor with him, but also his phrases. After the last punch, the strength was enough to throw his enemy into the nearest corner.
Everyone was left Dum folded by this show-off of skill. To think someone with a Goku Uniform could be humiliated by a simple Life Fiber-less peasant. But most of all, they were left speechless by his Persona. just who was this boy?
But returning to the action, Fukuroda wasn't going to throw the towel just yet. He had so much to lose, and conceding would just be exposing weakness and an utter disgrace to Honnouji Academy. "Huh… Y-you think, those bitch-weak punches a-are g-gonna beat me? I-I am the g-god of B-boxing, you dick-sucking extra! A-and I-I swear… I'm *COUGH!* I'm going to k-kill you!"
Joker playfully pondered before snapping his fingers with a smile. "That's right! I forgot the finishing blow!" He smirked before changing Persona back to Jack Frost.
Holding his hand up to the sky, the Phantom Thief was creating a giant snowball of energy thanks to Jack Frost transferring his icy magic to him. "Smother in your own crimes as you spend the rest of your days on this frozen grave! ICE AGE!" Thus, with a wrist of his finger, Akira threw the concentrated winter at his enemy and exploded in strong cold winds that blew a grand majority of spectators out of the Academy, including Fukuroda. The entire front-yard of Honnouji Academy has transformed into a frozen citadel during the aftermath of the attack, with No-stars and One-stars alike frozen inside ice walls and ice tendrils.
"Wow! I didn't know you were so cool Stranger-Kun!" Mako cheered the Phantom Thief after witnessing his victory over the boxing match, if we could even call that a fair sports match to behin.
Akira transformed his Persona back into his mask, which it trans modified itself into his trademark glasses. "Thanks, Mako. By the way, the name's Akira Kurusu. But feel free to call me Ren. Sorry for not telling you my name earlier." Our hero turned to the hyperactive schoolgirl with a friendly glee. But he fell into his knees. Using his Persona so unexpectedly has drained him from his stamina, but he only needed to recover his breath and he would be back as new.
The same couldn't be said for Fukuroda. Even after receiving the beatdown of his life to the point he could barely walk, he wasn't going to give up his Goku Uniform so easily, even if that means risking his life. "Damn punk… Showing at the last second and mock me in front of Lady Satsuki twice this day? He has gotten in my way for the last time!" Fed up by his antics, Fukuroda pulled out a gun from his Goku Uniform to kill Akira while he was on repose. But even before he could think about pulling the trigger, someone he forgot ambushed him from behind. "G-go to-to h-hell!"
"Hey Knuckle-Head! Behind you!" The hooded Ryuko saw her golden opportunity to take revenge on the boxer who was too distracted with his gun by jumping into the ring with her giant scissor blade being held up.
SLASH!
"Finishing move! SEN-I-SOCHITZU!" Ryuko shouted in victory when her scissor blade literally cut Fukuroda's Goku uniform to atoms, destroying what was left of his power and arrogance and leaving the miserable man butt-naked for the whole world to point and make fun off.
But, that wasn't all. A single long red thread slithered itself in the air before being seemingly absorbed by the mysterious parasite living in Ryuko's skin.
"What the!?"
"Did the new girl destroyed"
"A Goku Uniform!?" The Elite 4 have been left awestruck for what they just witnessed. One of their Star Students, ridiculed and destroyed by the overwhelming power of Joker and the single slash of Ryuko's Scissor Blade that tore their Goku Uniforms that thought were invincible.
"As I thought. Fukuroda never deserved his place to begin with. If only his strength was as big as his ego…" Despite Satsuki already foreseeing the outcome of the battle the moment Kurusu showed his true powers, she was left displease by the utter lack of resolve in Takaharu Fukuroda.
But something unexpected made her mood turn upside down. The shock she felt when she saw that foolish girl wear that kind of outfit! How could that delinquent get her hands on that weapon of mass destruction?
While Ryuko walk to reach the nude Boxer to juice him out of info, she didn't notice that one of Jack Frost's ice tendril cling into her robe that tore it down completely, revealing the exaggeratedly skimpy outfit she tried so hard to hide behind those brownish rags. High heel boots connecting to a very short skirt that lead to suspenders that ran alongside her exposed stomach and met the top of the outfit right after her barely covered breasts. The outfit also covered part of her neck and shoulders and forming 2 pauldrons that curved upwards, one of which looked like an eye.
Everyone in the arena both boys and girls, all in the exception of Satsuki and the Elite 4 suffered the mother of all nosebleeds by only looking at the outfit, even including Akira and Mako. Both got the same idea that she had a part-time stripper job and didn't had time to change properly.
Sanageyama was one of the few who didn't cared about Ryuko's new set of clothes. More importantly, he was pissed off and wanted to take thing on his own hands. "You stupid runt! I'll kill you!" Sanageyama spat before beginning to step into the ring to confront Akira.
"Stay where you are." Satsuki stopped Uzu's tracks before she could rotate her attention back at Ryuko. "New girl, where did you get that outfit?" Satsuki asked the girl in the ring, showing even more interest on her new outfit than even her Scissor Blade.
Ryuko then turned to see Akira who just finished from getting up. " Stop looking at me like a fucking perv, you stupid Fuzzy-Hair! It's not like I have a choice to wear this damn thing." She snarled at Kurusu as talking wasn't her best streght. "And get your foot down from that mike. I need to give that high-and-mighty dumbass a piece of my mind."
Having her to pronounce something so obvious, the Trickster rolled the microphone for Ryuko to grab and emit the hard-boiled words she had in store ever since she enlisted herself into Honnouji Academy.
"I got it from my father… And this Scissor Blade, it was left by the same douchebag who killed him. So, are you finally gonna tell me which of your cronies did it, Satsuki Kiryuin!?" She demanded answers, thinking that beating down that under-achieving minion would be enough to have all answers.
Once she dropped the bomb, the whole courtyard got infected by a mist of tense silence. No one said a single word for 5 minutes, but everyone didn't knew how to react at the realization on how personal was Ryuko's beef against the heir of the Kiryui.
Satsuki let 5 seconds pass out before she could speak up. "Ryuko Matoi is your name, was it?" Satsuki asked the rebel girl just as calm as ever. "Then it must mean that you're Isshin Matoi's daughter!"
This made Ryuko snap. "You Bitch! You know who my father is!" She bellowed with untamable anger while at the same time, blushing even harder as she felt her entire body slumped as it weighted half a ton. Just as she feared, the parasite posing as this fetishy skirt has almost finished up sucking up her blood like a grapefruit.
"You're breathing too much Ryuko! We gotta get outta here!" The talking uniform warned his host that she was on a very bad position.
"Wow, thanks genius! You said you wanted to suck my blood so badly, remember? What's the matter shit-sack? Is your stomach about to burst open?" the girl with the dash of red told her talking uniform in an insulting manner.
"No, but on 5 minutes you're gonna lose consciousness. Plus, the cold temperatures surrounding this area could cause your veins to freeze up your veins and kill you." He explained to why they needed to bust out before they freeze themselves to death.
What both haven't realized yet it was that Akira was able to hear Senketsu. Was the cold making him hear things or did that stripper outfit just talked?
Satsuki was still staring at Ryuko with her cold Bitch glare.
Ryuko didn't had any other option. She retreated before she could collapse and fall into the mercy of her enemies.
"Hey don't run away! After her!" Sanageyama ordered the remaining members of the Boxing Club to charge against Ryuko, but was stopped by Satsuki as she ordered to cancel their action.
"She will return. You can count on it." Satsuki assured the green-haired tyrant before turning her head down the trickster. "Now, as for you…" Satsuki's face slowly formed a satisfied grin, which was rare for her to do. "Under normal circumstances, the penalty of the transgressions you've committed thus far would result on an immediate death. But, you have accomplished something no person has ever managed to achieve ever since I met the elite 4. Impress me…" She grinned while the rest of students were surprised by this revelation. "Come see me at my chamber inside Honnouji Academy. I'd like to discuss certain matters in respect of your, peculiar powers,.and I can tell from your look you too wish to ask me some important questions. Gamagori will make sure escort you to my lodgin. Don't be late, that's all I'll say." Satsuki informed Akira before turning to the rest of One-Stars and No-Stars to get their attention. "The rest of you, school is dismissed for today. Return to your designated districts and be sure to get enough rest for tomorrow."
The remaining unfrozen teenagers turned back and exited the school in line and in order as ordered, leaving behind a few One-Stars and the imprisoned kids inside the ice cubes.
"Jakuzure, notice the Housemaid to clean up everything. I want this place clean and spotless, then return to the chamber once you're done." Satsuki ordered her friend while retiring to her chamber as she was getting ready for the Phantom Thief's arrival.
"Okie dokie Lady Satsuki. This place's gonna be even more tidy and lustrous than when we got here." She playfully saluted at her BFF while strolling back to Honnouji Academy behind her all-powerful Lady. It was pretty plausible that Innumuta also returned to the chamber as ordered.
But not everyone loyal to her reacted the best way. Sanageyama was clenching his teeth in conjunction of hardly clenching his fist. He still wanted to punch Kurusu for ridiculing one of his subordinates. Fukuroda may have been the one who got beaten to a pancake, but as Gamagori stated prior, any errors his Clubs made were him to blame for.
"I made myself clear Sanageyama. Return to my chamber at once. This is no time for your childish fits." Satsuki's words were sufficient for the chair of the Sports Division of the Student to change his mind.
"Grrr… You're lucky you got on Lady Satsuki's good side, asshole. But I swear when I have the chance to get you, I'm gonna rip your jaw from your mouth and shove it down your ass!" Sanageya turned to swear at Kurusu that he won't forget this before flouncing back into the interior of Honnouji Academy.
Akira found it very weird how Uzu wasn't so different from Ryuko in terms of vulgarity. He swore if he wasn't that much of an asshole with an over-inflated ego, he would fit into any Shonen Anime.
But anyway, he had a mixed bag of feeling about what happened. For the most part, Satsuki looked unbothered by the frozen state of her peers. But on the other hand, this could be a golden opportunity to know more about Honno City and advance further into his mission of saving this world from whathever menace is threatening it.
But even before he could think about if he should accept the Kiryuin's invitation, Ira Gamagori appeared behind him without any notice and who's gigantic stature blocked the sunrays from the Phantom Thief.
"You heard Lady Satsuki right. Even though I am disgusted by your rebellious attitude, I can´t defy her orders in the slightest. As Chair of the Disciplinary Committee of Honnouji Academy's Student Council, it is my duty to obey and follow the orders of my superiors." Gamagori grunted while lifting Akira by his right arm.
"H-hey! I didn't even have a chance to choose yet! Hell! I don't even attent to this school to begin!" Akira reclaimed to the chair of the disciplinary committee, but it was useless to come to an agreement with him. He could summon his Persona to get himself free, but his earlier battle has emptied his fighting spirit.
"It was an order, not an option. And no matter if you're a student or not, all those in Honno City must obey Lady Satsuki's commands without question, yourself included." Gamagori turned to him to answer. "You should feel privileged at the very least. Only a few have engaged Lady Satsuki with a formal talk, much less from a commoner like you." Gamagori added while dragging Kurusu into the Academy
"You say it like it's a good thing."
"THAT'S BECAUSE IT IS, YOU PIG IN HUMAN CLOTHING!"
Once the Toad and the Sly Fox reached the lair of the Lady of War, they were greeted by Gamagori's fellow elites, each one sat on their respective seat and each one of them sharing a different expression. Jakuzure was captivated by the Phantom Thief's handsome looks, Innumuta had a thousand questions to ask him and Sanageyama only looked at him spitefully.
"Good to know that you didn't rejected my offer, Akira Kurusu. Moreover, coming in perfect time." Satsuki greeted the teen while sipping her cup of tea without even looking at him directly.
"Heh… You can have the big guy here to thank for. By the way, how do you know my name?" Joker asked the student council president while her shield put him on a barstool of the bar area of the place, where Inumuta normally sits.
"You can thank Mankanshoku for telling me… She's a girl who can't help herself but to get on trouble." She briefly answered.
"So, Mr. Kurusu, please tell me how you managed to summon those Personas and tell me their origins! Are you a monk? Or a devil tamer? Or was it Inheritance? Please, I have to know evert-"
"Behave yourself, Innnumuta!"
"Ehem... Pardon me, milady" Inumuta lamented himself before putting his attention back to his laptop to not bother the Phantom Thief anymore.
"Which remind me, I think it's fair for me to return that which we took from you. You proved yourself to be more than a mere pig living on this ocean of mediocrity." Satsuki told Akira as she called an elderly lanky man that wore a black tux, who was carrying Akira's dufflebag where Morgana was being kept.
"Pardom me for not introducing myself properly, Master Kurusu." The elder man bowed as he approached the Wild Card. "I am Mitsuo Soroi, Lady Satsuki's personal butler, at your service. I think this bag belongs to you. Be careful though." He told the younger one as he tenderly gave him his bag.
"Phew! Feel nice being with you again Joker. By the way, did I miss anything?" Morgana sneered once before jumping onto the phantom thief's lap.
"I made sure to take the utmost care of your pet, Mr Kurusu. I'm quite talented on looking after pets." Soroi said to Akira before coming back to her mistress's side.
"Now that we're all set, I think it's time for me to introduce me to you on a more proper manner." The Kiryuin raised her voice to be sure to have Akira's attention. "If you don't know this by now, I am Satsuki Kiryuin. The Student Council president of Honnouji academy, heiress of the Kiryuin conglomerate and supreme ruler of Honno city. Perhaps the name Kiryuin might ring a bell to you as my conglomerate is the owner of REVOCS, the most powerful clothing company in the world." She reaffirmed her position of power to the clueless Phantom Thief to put this on his mind. "As you may recalled earlier, I summoned you here for us to discuss important matters that concern the both of us. But, since you managed to surprise me by destroying the former Club President of the Boxing Club, I shall give you the gratitude of making the first question."
Ren could ask her anything, but where could he start with? Still he had the idea to ask her if there's something or someone that's threatening the survival of humanity. But first he must know about Ryuko. "I have questions. About the girl Ryuko Matoi." He directed his look at Satsuki for her to hear. "You showed concern earlier in regards of that giant half-scissor she was carrying, and much more when you saw her with that skimpy outfit she was using minutes ago. Is there any good reason for it?"
"Ryuko who?" Morgana asked his friend before he could reaffirm the cat that it was the girl they met at the cable car station.
Satsuki took a deep breath and ordered Inumuta to show all the info they had of Ryuko. "As far as we know, Ryuko Matoi is the daughter of Ishhin Matoi. Former scientist who crafted the Scissor blade and studied the Life Fibers. He and Ryuko didn't shared the best relationship since he was always too engrossed with his work and we've received reports that Mrs. Matoi died when Ryuko was born. This made her develop a sour attitude toward others and was known as the toughtest girl in the Kanto region." Satsuki had to modify some of the information to not reveal Isshin's assassin.
"Hmph. If I were to go against that stupid cum-sucker, she would be begging for mercy once she discovers she got humiliated by the toughtest guy of the Kanto region." Sanageyama grunted while crossing arms.
"She recently got transferred to Honnouji academy to find clues about who killed her dad. At first, we were only interested on her scissor blade, until she showed herself with that outfit."
The amount of information was so detailed that it was almost creepy. Good grief that Joker was from another world.
"You mean that Hooker's getup? Geez, I knew that the new girl had no problem with showing her true colors, but this is ridiculous!" Nonon sneered, kinda annoyed.
"Isn't that one of your Goku Uniforms?" Akira asked formally in hopes of getting a clear answer.
"No. It's something that surpasses even the likes of a 3-star Uniform, A Kamui!" Satsuki clarified, which made everyone in the room except Soroi and herself gasp in question of what a Kamui was.
"As you may all know, all of my Goku Uniforms are manufactures using our supply of Life Fibers. The No-stars have 0% Life Fibers, The one-star uniforms have 10% Life Fibers like the ones that the disciplinary committee wear, the two-stars uniforms mostly worn by the club presidents possess 20% Life Fibers and the three-star uniforms like the elite 4 have are made of 30% Life Fibers. But a Kamui goes further beyond since it's made of 100% Life Fibers. Giving its wearer, NO! Its host abilities fit for a demi-god." Satsuki exclaimed to everyone. She already met Junketsu, a Kamui that was worn by the Kiryuin clan for generations to conquer the masses and make them wear Life Fiber-infused clothing since the Medieval Ages. Also, it was considered a wedding dress since once you wear Junketsu, you're giving your life to serve the Life Fibers for eternity. But her mother sealed it since she believed it was outdated and a bit unstable. But never in her life would hear of another Kamui. Houw could someone like Isshin be able to create one in the first place?
"Wait! Life Fibers?" Akira had to stop the Kiryuin's exposition dump, which made the woman raise one of her thick eyebrows.
"Oh right. It surprises me that I didn't take into consideration that a simpleton such as you would have a null idea what Life Fibers are." She sighted for a moment. She wouldn't imagine that Kurusu's performance would fool her like that. "I guess it's fair for us to explain to you what they are."
But her choice was quickly objected by a fist slam coming from Sanageyama's position.
"Are you kidding me, Lady Satsuki!?" Sanageyama shouted as he got out of his couch. "Are you seriously going to tell him about our most powerful weapon just because my most worthless of Presidents lost to that stupid smug nerd!?"
"That is no way for a member of the Student Council to behave, Sanageyama!" Gamagori stepped in to call out the Green Monkey's salty ramble. "It was your fault for letting that intruder defeat one of your soldiers. You should have been stricter with Takaharu Fukuroda to not slack off and train daily. If there's someone here to blame, it's yourself. Now sit and let our Lady talk!"
"Tch… Jumping on lilly-pads no one wanted you around as always, you dumb toad…" Sanageyama snarled before throwing himself back at his couch, still feeling salty for that scolding.
"Don't bother with Sanageyama. He still hasn't let go of that juvenile hatred for you. But time will wind that bickery away." The Kiryuin turned to Akira before she could continue with her explanation.
"Yeah… I don't wanna sound like a meddling kid or anything Lady Satsuki, but I can bet Innumuta that the monkey won't stop going ape-shit with how bloated his ego and pride is." Nonon sneered, licking a strawberry lollipop while looking at the blue-haired young adult of the room.
"Heh… Snakes really are the sassiest reptiles in the animal kingdom, aren't they?" Houka smirked at Jakuzure's snarky comment, which only made Uzu the more spiteful.
"As I was saying…" Satsuki continued her explanation to Joker." Life Fibers are a group of sentient crimson threads capable of granting anyone who wears them as clothes enhancements to their physical strength and even meta-human powers. If Fukuroda's Goku Uniform set any example to you, then you are free to imagine what power my more powerful Presidents possess." She narrowed at Joker before being back to a more neutral expression. "But now, I think it's time for me to ask you one important question…" Satsuki said as she got up from her throne and walked toward Akira and Inumuta were and sitting right next to the phantom thief. "Those Personas of yours… Tell me everything you know about them, and how did you acquired them."
Joker didn't know what to say… He felt as cornered as that time he was being interrogated by Sae Nijima. Even when he was drugged by a truth serum during the entire interrogation, Makoto's older sister accused him as a crazy-mofo. So how could he explain her about the Personas and the Metaverse?
"Don't play fool with me kid! Just tell me already, or I'll squeeze the truth out of your throat!" Satsuki furiously slammed the table of the bar with her right fist demanding answers.
Joker then took a deep breath. "You'll be surprised that even I don't fully know the origin or the more complex aspects of a Persona. But as far as I know, A Persona is the physical manifestation of someone's other self once they embrace the dark parts of their other self. Forgive me if I sound short on explanations, but that's all that I know so far." Joker explained himself with honesty.
It was true. Satsuki wanted to overthrow her mother Ragyo Kiryuin for what she did to her father and herself, and even the Baby sister she never got to meet thanks to her mother throwing her out to die like Monday's trash. Yet she keeps her façade of a fully obedient daughter to deceive her mother in order to machinate her vengeance behind her back, even if that included letting her sexually molesting her. So, was she worthy? NO! The personas weren't worthy of her.
"Though, I do have one last question… I've been messaged by someone that our world is running at grave risk of ceasing to exist, and the main clues have lead here to Honnouji Academy. I ask deep within my heart if you value our home, what is the threat that we're facing against?" Akira asked the student council president with a gentle voice, whose question surprised her.
Wait! Does that kid knows about her family's long-awaited plan to enslave all of mankind with the power of Life Fibers? About the Absolute Sumbmission? No. He couldn't be another one of those pathetic Nudist Beach undercover agents. She's been hunting those monkeys for 3 years and she knows the smell of a rebel when she sees one. But now that she thought it better, it gave her the perfect rope to wrangle this mysterious boy into her army and harness its power for her own ends. "Apologies, but that information is deeply classified." She softly spoken while closing her eyes.
"Of course. These jerks seem to have the idea they could keep pivotal information to themselves. What a bunch of assholes." Mona furrowed at Satsuki's decision.
"But, If you wish to know, you must at least have a 3-star uniform for me to tell you. Then I'll tell you all the questions your feeble minds desires to know." She answered while walking into her main seat before crossing her legs.
"H-hold up a second! I don't even attend here. Unless…" Joker already could guess what Satsuki had in mind for him by the sinister snicker forming at the edge of her face.
"Seems that you're smarter than I've thought. This means that i shall enlist you into Honnouji academy. And I'm afraid there's nothing you can do about it!" She affirmed as she jumped off from her throne to impose her power on the room.
"WHAT!?" Not only did the Phantom Thief and the cat gasped to the point they almost felt they skipped a heartbeat, but so did Sanageyama for his utter dismay. But none of the other Elites seem to receive this notice on a negative light, not even Ira Gamagori.
"But before you can begin your studies on my prestigious school, you must remember the main laws that protects our society from collapsing. As future student, it shall be your duty to follow each and every one of these rules to the foot of the letter." She turned to the goliath of the room. "Gamagori, tell our new students about the Iron rules of Honnouji." Satsuki ordered her living shield.
"Yes, Lady Satsuki." Gamagori nodded before putting on a pair of glasses and taking out a small brown book with the Kiryuin symbol that looked like the size of a grape while in-between his fingertips. "The Iron rules of Honnouji are a sacred symbol of order and law at Honnou city that were created by Lady Ragyo and enforced by me! These rules have the goal of maintaining the order and status-quo of this city from any criminal scum that dares to endanger our way of life. As longs as I still breathe, these rules shall be followed by every no-star, one-star, two-star and three-star students, so pay attention!"
1-Lady Satsuki and her family are your Lords and masters. So, if she or other familiar of hers gives you an order, you have the obligation to follow that order without any doubt or questions whatsoever.
2-Whenever Lady Satsuki blesses you with your presence, you are obligated to bow down until she leaves your sight whenever be inside or outside the academic institution or until Lady Satsuki orders you not to.
3-If you ever try to defy the academy, the penalty will be a public execution to discipline everyone about what happens to those who dare to cross the line.
4-Running in the hallways is absolutely forbidden.
5-All students must wear their Honnouji uniform while they're on Honno city unless they're on their homes. You must show your pride and loyalty toward Lady Satsuki to those around you.
6-New students must take a Life Fiber resistance test. The test isn't harmful in any way, unless you're trying to steal the test Goku uniform, then you shall face immediate punishment.
7-Eating at class is not allowed.
8-Here in Honnouji academy we practice the zero-tolerance policy. So better follow the rules if you know what's better for you.
9-You live, serve and die for Honnouji Academy and the Kiryuin. Scarifying everything for our school is the biggest achievement a student can do.
10-Pets are forbidden in school.
"You know what that means… GET THAT FURBALL OUT OF HERE!" Gamagori wailed so loud that made a good amount of furniture tremble out.
"Luckily for you Mr. Kurusu, I can easily make an exception of that rule just for you." Satsuki backed Akira. "Seems that your cat shares a symbiotic relationship with you after all. Perhaps it could provide us with more data for the future of our ambitions. As long as your pet doesn't cause any accidents during class hours, you're free to bring it as much as you want."
"Hmmmph… As you say Lady Satsuki." Gamagori grunted a bit sour. But the word of her lady was final, so he had no power to oppose. All he could hope is that Morgana was well-trained enough to not piss on the notebooks.
"Phew… we dodged a fat bullet there." Morgana smiled at Joker glad that they won't be separated during their stay at Honnouji Academy.
It was nice that he could be able to be with Morgana on school hours without drawing attention unlike in Shuijin academy where he had to cleverly hide him from any teachers to find him.
"I'll assign you to Class-K, where your Homeroom teacher shall be Mr. Aikuro Mikisugi. Just be careful, for Class-K is also Ryuko Matoi's classroom. But knowing how you 2 seem to get along, I can see that maybe you could be able to put that hideous girl down to earth." Satsuki pointed at the giant screen that showed all the students assisting Class-K, which included the afromentioned Ryuko Matoi and Mako Mankanshoku for the glass-wearing teen's surprise. "Iori, the president of the Sewing Club shall lead you to your uniform once it is done. Just like every student in Honnouji academy, you shall begin with a no-star uniform. So, if you wish to climb the social ladder of Honnouji Academy, I'd recommend starting by joining one of the many available Clubs for you to get promoted to One-Star status. Knowing how you positioned yourself by beating Fukuroda in front of everyone, I can tell you that many of our Presidents will beg you to join their respective Clubs." Satsuki explained her new student before taking another small sip from her cup of tea.
"Thanks, miss. I appreciate your gratitude. Come on Morgana, let's go." Akira called his feline friend to get inside his duffle bag, and he did that.
The elite 4 was astonished by the cat's obedience.
"And by the way, Akura Kurusu…" The Kiryuin's voice stopped the Trickster's trail as she had one last thing to say. "From now on, you shall call me 'Lady Satsuki' whenever you refer to me. Is that clear?"
"Of course, Lady Satsuki." Kurusu turned behind to retort.
"Lady Satsuki, Akira's no-star uniform has been finished." Iori called her master from a transition from the big screen while waiting outside the door of the chamber.
"I'm always impressed how quick you're able to manufacture my uniforms, Iori. I'm always proud of your work. Lead our student to his uniform, if you will." Satsuki congratulated and ordered her personal tailor as she opened the door of her room to let her personal tailor come inside.
"Yes milady." The long-haired blonde sewer bent over to reply. "Over here Mr. Kurusu, we shall start your Life Fiber resistance test before giving you the uniform. Then, you'll be all set." Iori lead the phantom thief to the laboratory of the sewing club leaving the room just to Satuki and her elite 4.
"Lady Satsuki, if I may raise my opinion about this…" Sanageyama clicked his tongue and asked the highest power of the School if he could share his opinion.
After giving one last shot to her tea and putting it back to the table next to her, Satsuki let out a stressed sight. "I know my choice may sound controversial to you Sanageyama, but go ahead. Tell me where Akira hurt you…"
Uzu got up from his seat and stomped the floor below him. "How can you let that stupid prick be part of Honnouji Academy even after what he did earlier!? That fucking asshole just humiliated me in front of the entire student body, foiled our attempt to get that slutty bitch's Scissor and Kamu-Whathever Bullshit , and you still letting him in!?" Sanageyama snapped out in pure rage before violently turning to Gamagori since convincing both Innunuta and Jakuzure to kick the black-haired menace out was pretty much a lost cause seeing how obsessive they've grown for the prick. "Gamagaori, you're the meathead who's the most obsessed with rules! You've seen how that stubborn ass act like, and you still letting him get away?!"
"That's strange coming from you Sanageyama. Every time someone strong pops out near Honnouji Academy, you don't stop annoying us until we let you fight it." Gamagori raised an eyebrow in interest. "I thought you would be the first to ask Lady Satsuki to engage Akira Kurusu in combat from all of us Elites, and yet you're wishing to expel him? I don't know whenever your anger for that delinquent is justified. But it's safe to assume that your hollow pride has finally starting to collapse like a pile of badly-positioned cards."
"God! Stop croaking me with your stupid lectures Gamagori! That runt put one of my Presidents in ridicule, and i want his head hanging on the gates of Honnouji Academy for this! I swear when I get the chance, I'll-"
"Silence Sanageyama! That's no way a member of the Student Council should act like!" Gamagori only rose his voice to shut the monkey up. "It may be true that I may also find Akira Kurusu's actions something I can't accept. But as members of the Student Council of Honnouji Academy, we cannot question the decisions Lady Satsuki takes. Our sole duty is to listen and obey her every command as every coldly calculated choice she makes is for the sake of her dream and our academy."
This didn't cool off the green villain of the Elite 4 either way. All it did was fuel the engine with more coal. "Why I even bother asking? No one can really ask you a question to you Gamagori. You always come with the bullshit excuse of "It's for the sake of the academy!" GYAH! How about you grab a fucking dictionary for once and shove it down your ass, and maybe you'll stop talking in rule-freak hieroglyphs!"
Seeing how annoyed and salty Sanageyama still felt, Satsuki turned her head and shot the monkey with a cold narrow that stopped him from venting even further. "You're that eager to know the reason why accepted Akira in the first place, Sanageyama?" Once he heads this, Sanageyama rolled his eyes and sat back to his place to listen. "it's quite simple. Just another weapon for us to harness and exploit."
"I see milady. You're planning to persuade our new student to join our cause. Is that is? I can say to myself that that was a genius tactical move from your part, Lady Satsuki." Innunuta complimented her Lady for what she had in mind for Kurusu.
"Indeed." The woman with the thick eyebrows nodded, "I was originally planning to convince Matoi to join our army when I saw her Scissor Blade for the first time. But, seeing how spite-blinded she is to see the truth, it may not be a viable option for us, perhaps even a lost cause if I dare to say."
Hearing this, Jakuzure lift her hand up to ask. "So if you're saying that there's no chance in hell that the new girl will become our new minion, then why don't you just expel her Lady Satsuki? It'll save us time and resources if I dare to say."
"And let go a stupid girl who wears a Kamui so easily?" Satsuki answered with sarcasm which was rare for her to do. "We know for a fact that Ryuko Matoi is too engulfed into her revenge-plot for us to reason with her. Keeping her in Honnouji Academy will provide us with enough combat data on her Scissor Blade and Kamui for us to craft a fool-proof strategy to take them away from her. And perhaps, we could use her thirst for revenge to our advantage. Perhaps make her fight for us without even her realizing it." She grinned for a moment before she could return to Akira.
"And what does this have to do with the new student Kurusu?" Gamagori asked.
"Simple. I'll be easier to attach our strings to that fool's limbs than Ryuko." She started to explain while Soroi served her another delightful cup of tea. "We may know nothing about where he comes from, where does his powers come from, or even if he's a regular human as we may suspect. But neither does he know our true agenda to conquer the masses. If I didn't force him to attent Honnouji Academy, there was the high probability that our enemies at Nudist Beach would expose our true plans to him and turn him against us. What I plan to do is for Kurusu to slowly be brainwashed by our propaganda and culture. He will beg to get a better lifestyle seeing how horrible of a hell-hole the slums are and he'll put his blood and soul into ascending our ranks until he's been corrupted enough that he will just forget his original goal." He finished explaining as she dipped a special spice to her tea that made it all black. "With him on my command, I'll harness and exploit his powers all for myself, to the point that Ryuko Matoi and our future enemies will have no choice but to accept us as their new gods." She really thought it all out on her plan. "Which reminds me… Inumuta, be sure to send the data of Akira to the REVOCS' main computer. And be quick." Satsuki ordered the brains of the elite 4.
"But milady! Don't you think it too risky to expose his data to your mother?" Inumuta asked Satsuki with a lot of concern. "Y-you know, it about you and the-"
"I know, and I don't care. We may be plotting behind my mother's back. But it order to maintain our image, we all need to stay obedient to her commands and whims." Satsuki responded Inumuta's question while sipping her tea.
"You have a point milady. If you say it is the best choice, then I have no option other than to believe you." Inumuta then sent Akira's information to the REVOCS computer.
And now, all they must do is wait and see if everything will go according to their plans. Will Akira Kurusu end up as Honnouji Academy's ultimate weapon, or perhaps a menace not even Satsuki Kiryuin will be able to overcome…?
In Tokyo, at the top of the REVOCS tower, Ragyo Kiryuin the CEO of REVOCS, Director and true ruler of Honnouji academy and the Life Fiber messenger of death was minding her own business. Watching the miserable ants strolling the urban streets of Shibuya, she looks down in pity above her private office at the top of her sky-piercing tower. They all looked and acted so innocent like dumb little children, going on with their mundane lives and wearing their clothes of choice. All unaware that eventually, their role as vessels for the Life Fibers would lead them to oblivion. To think about the imminent Armageddon only made Ragyo the more pleased. Every time someone puts on her REVOCS branded clothes, her dream of Life Fibers consuming all life would come the closer.
She was cut short once she heard the divine bell-ring from outside her office. It was the Kiryuin's secretary and her pseudo-daughter Rei Hoomaru. Carrying news that will make the matriarch in white flutter in joy.
"Lady Ragyo, may I enter your sacred sanctuary for I bear news you'll like to hear." Rei informed her boss.
"Have my executive board managed to buy another clothing company, Hoomaru?" The motherly, yet devious voice of Ragyo asked the young woman still unbothered to even look at the closed door.
"It's your daughter Satsuki Kiryuin. She has informed us that they've have admitted another student into Honnouji Academy." She explain further, which brought a smile to the Kiryuin's face.
"I see… Then come over to hear more about." Ragyo then pressed a button under her desk that opened the door to her office and made way for Hoomaru to walk and take a seat while carrying a electronic tablet where she keeps in checks any statistics about the Kiryuin's actions.
Both women looked at each other not before Ragyo could serve 2 glasses of her many expensive wine bottles she had in her endless collection. No normal person would be able to buy a single bottle she has so easily. But for her, it was like a child going to buy its favorite candy on a candy store. That's how rich the Kiryuin conglomerate is.
"So, seems that my daughter has convinced another stupid teenager to join our cause with the promised of unimaginable power, only to slowly transform into the perfect puppets for the Life Fibers. My dear Satsuki Kiryuin always manages to make me proud, proving countless times to be a worthy successor to the Kiryuin's legacy. Herrich…"
"Indeed Lady Ragyo." Hoomaru agreed while taking a soft sip from her wine cup. She didn't really want to drink it up as wine was her least favorite type of drink. But if it was to please Lady Ragyo, she will do it even if it was against her will. "Although, there's one more thing that Honnouji Academy sent us. A video."
"A video you say?" Ragyo's weak will-powers made her get invaded by her curiosity. "Show me on this instant."
The secretary then handed over her tablet for her "mother" to see for herself. It was the full transmition of Akira's entire fight against Takaharu Fukuroda. She would be breaking the screen in half seeing her soldier be beaten by a mere pig in human clothing, but she instead was caught in a trance of wonder and obsession. To think that her theories would be right… No human could be able to have such powers as the ones Akira's has. Knowing that it was indeed read made her very happy…
"Who would have thought… There exist other worlds out there…"
