A/N: When I saw the preview images for Episode 34, the idea of how each character reacts to Beroba and Kekera squatting in the Sakurai household came to me and so here it is.
"Can you really just watch while your sister gets beat up?" The strange talking frog statue stated as Keiwa looked at the screen that showed a Rider that detransformed into his sister and she was about to get beat up. "If you can't, look at the green box before you, just open it and you'll have the power to protect her."
Keiwa was reluctant to follow the strange talking frog's instruction. For one it is a statue and this frog could just be a speaker and the real person was far away, having the time of their life.
He also couldn't deny the evidence before him. His older sister, the only family he has left, was sorely being beaten by a monster that had four eyes, Neon-chan called him Daichi-kun, if he remembered correctly.
Shaking his head, Keiwa opened the green box and what greeted him was a circular thing and another thing that looked like the belts that Neon-chan and his sister were wearing.
"Now touch that green circle."
Keiwa slowly approached the green circle with his hand as he gulped his apprehension down and… everything came rushing in.
Everything that has happened since he first joined the grand prix, including his death.
"How?"
"Finally!" A woman barged into the apartment and sat on the couch, beside Keiwa. "Nice to meet you again, Tycoon."
"Who?"
"Who else, Keiwa my boy?"
"And you agreed?" He addressed his question to the woman who looked too young for her age.
"Why wouldn't I?" She chuckled as she popped a jelly bean into her mouth. "Do you really have time for questions now?" She gestured towards his television showing the events of the Desire Royale.
"One warning from someone who resurrected you," Beroba grinned. "Buffa won and his wish was the same as before."
"All attacks don't affect him, at least for now." Kekera added.
"Also Ace is back, someone wished him back."
"Who?"
"Definitely not Ziin."
After Sara had rested some more in the DGP's lounge, she and Keiwa returned to their apartment only to see one lady squatting in it.
"W-who"
"Nee-chan, that's Berobaba." Keiwa introduced the woman lounging on their couch.
"Baba!" Sara and Beroba exclaimed at the same time.
"Keiwa! I thought I told you not to call anyone you don't like an old hag."
"Kekera-san, how old is Beroba-san again?"
"Oho, you want to play that game eh, Sakurai Keiwa?" Keiwa turned to the frog statue sitting on the table.
"Kekera, don't you dare!"
"Why, she's 350 years old!" Kekera chuckled.
"B-but-but she looks so…"
"I'll explain later, there are things that we just knew about them." Keiwa rolled his eyes.
"How dare you, Tycoon?! After –"
"Yes, I owe you my life Berobaa-san, that doesn't mean you can just squat into our house, but seeing as how if I kick you out you could just give Michinaga-san the other Vision Driver and wish for the two of us to die right here and now, I opted to just address you by your real age."
"What makes you so sure that I wouldn't be doing that exact same thing right now?"
"You love to see people suffer, seeing as you agreed to resurrect me, with me and my sister in the Desire Royale, a game designed to kill, unlike the Grand Prix before, you intend to see me – us – suffer."
"Keiwa? What have we gotten ourselves into?"
"Don't mind them, nee-chan." Keiwa went straight to his bed and changed clothes. "I'll explain everything to you later."
Keiwa went out of his bedroom, fresh clothes on his back, and immediately went to the kitchen to cook.
"So, Berobaa-san, what do you want to eat?"
"You're cooking me food?"
"You're already here, may as well, besides you already helped yourself to some tea from what I can see on the sink."