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Answers for a few more things that happened. There's like only one flashback and I think they're actually getting around to doing some things! Nice!
A little bit of a smutty scene later. Uhhh, it was supposed to be just a kissing scene. I don't know what happened.
I'll explain more about Momoka later in the story, do not fret.
Natsumi picked out some lightweight, but durable, weaponry from the revolution's weaponry room.
She had no clues as to where Giroro and Dororo were, but she had to go out and find them.
Taking a deep sigh, she eventually went into the elevator with Tamama to go back out to the outside world. She hated having to face how different reality was now, but she had to move forward with her life.
She had to stop whatever Fuyuki had started.
As the two of them stepped out of the elevator to the countryside outside the city (that was where Tamama had designated they start looking), Natsumi wondered if there was an easier way to do this.
They might be hanging out with the rest of the humans... Right? And I haven't asked Tamama where Mom, Saburo, Momoka, and Koyuki are. It's very unlikely anyway that Dororo would be anywhere without Koyuki.
Maybe checking his and Koyuki's hut would be a good place to start. She wanted to be reunited with her old friends as soon as possible.
"Um... Tamama? Do you know where Mom, Saburo, Momoka, and Koyuki are?" she asked. They would definitely be able to help them if they were out there.
Tamama shook his head sadly. "I only know what happened to General Mom and Momocchi."
Natsumi looked disappointed. I guess Saburo and Koyuki are hiding out in this world where I can't find them either. She wanted desperately to see both of them.
"Well, that's a start, at least. Tell me where they are." She knew her Mom wouldn't have tolerated what Fuyuki was doing. She suspected Momoka would stick by Fuyuki's side, though, and was probably working with him. After all, if Fuyuki was in charge of the Nishizawa Corporation, it was likely that they were married.
"General Mom... She's dead," Tamama replied glumly. Natsumi felt herself stop breathing in shock. Her Mom was dead?
"How?" she asked, sadness overtaking her. She crossed her fingers that it wasn't Fuyuki's fault. It couldn't be... He wasn't that evil, right?
"It happened during what became known as the First Harvest. Don't worry, though, it was unrelated to Fukki!" Tamama comforted. "I heard a burglar broke into your house and killed her. I'm sorry," he apologized.
Natsumi felt a little relieved, secretly. At least it wasn't Fuyuki's fault. She still cried at the knowledge of her Mother's death, though.
Despite what Tamama had said, it had been Fuyuki's fault. Eleven years ago, during the First Harvest, after Angol Mois and Fuyuki had harvested souls and blood for the first time. They wandered into the Hinata house in the middle of the night.
Mois was covered in the blood of the victims Fuyuki had asked her to kill. Fuyuki was shaking, not used to killing yet, and trying to sooth his mind by telling himself he wasn't the perpetrator.
"Fuyuki?" Aki was sitting on the couch, waiting for her son to come home. He had been more distant since Natsumi's illness and Keroro's death, and she desperately wanted to help him.
Fuyuki panicked when he saw his mother. Mois was dragging in a body bag, currently of the body they would first juice to feed Keroro, and awaken him.
"What... What is that, Fuyuki?" Aki's eyes widened in horror as she saw the very obviously dead body on the floor. She saw Mois covered in blood and little bits of guts splattered on Fuyuki's shirt. "Oh, no... Fuyuki... I can't believe this..."
Fuyuki panicked. If his mother wouldn't let him kill people, Keroro's life wouldn't be able to be saved. "Mois! Get rid of her!" he ordered, backing away quickly and covering his face. It was a gut reaction, a gut order. He wasn't even fully aware that he had said it.
He had just been so used to ordering her to kill witnesses that night.
"You're the boss!" she enthusiastically replied and attacked Aki with her spear. Aki tried to struggle free, crying as she kicked and clawed and tried to get Mois off of her. It bruised the young Angol quite a bit from Aki's desperate defense of biting and scratching. But eventually, Mois hit her head, and Aki was dead.
"We might as well use this body, as well." Mois tilted her head to the side, little regard to the lives of Pekoponians. She turned to Fuyuki, waiting for praise.
"You... You killed my Mom! You monster!" Fuyuki wailed, trying to keep his eyes off of Aki.
"But... you ordered it," she pointed out.
Fuyuki didn't want to admit he did. He just whacked Mois on the head, before dropping down to wail.
He had to be strong, for Keroro. But... he had killed his own mother. Someone he desperately loved. Mois watched him cry and tried to stroke his hair.
She understood. "We'll keep this a secret. Don't worry. Some robber did it. Not you."
Fuyuki nodded weakly. It truly was the point of no return now. He had to throw himself into this... for his mother.
Mom. I'm sorry. I panicked. I shouldn't have... He just wasn't used to death yet. And he cried and cried.
"What about Momoka? Where's she?" Natsumi tried to wipe away her tears to figure out where Momoka was.
"She's... also dead," Tamama admitted. His lower lip started quivering when he admitted this fact. "She... killed herself after her engagement with Fukki didn't work out. It's something I'll never forgive him for."
"She killed herself?" Natsumi's stomach twisted at the thought of another of her friends being dead. "Why... Why wouldn't their engagement work out?"
"HOW THE HECK AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW?" Tamama yelled, tears erupting from his eyes. "All... All I know was after I left to start the revolution and Fukki took over the world, they became engaged. The Nishizawas backed Fukki's claim to take over, and Fukki brought the company to greatness. She... She would secretly send me letters about how she was doing and she was so happy. Things were going so well between them. But things fell apart. One day I saw on the news that she had killed herself. She's been dead for six years now," Tamama whimpered.
Natsumi gave him a hug. She had no idea these terrible things had happened.
How likely was it that Saburo and Koyuki were dead, too? Giroro? Dororo? Were they all just dead?
"We have each other now, Tamama... No matter what, we'll have each other," She told him. Tamama let himself be hugged, sinking into her arms.
"I... I have a guess to where Dororo and Giroro went. They might have gone into the mountains to be alone," Tamama told her after several minutes of comforting hugs.
"Really? That's great!" Natsumi clapped.
"You know... Last time I checked before I left to start the revolution, Koyuki and Giroro would visit you constantly. They would talk to you, get you caught up on the day... Sure, Giroro liked leaving a lot to do things, I don't think he liked being back on Pekopon with Mr. Sergeant dead, but Koyuki stuck by you. I was... honestly surprised to see you without them," Tamama admitted.
Natsumi put her palm to her heart. It felt nice to have been loved. But she honestly wondered why they had stopped visiting.
Why was her treatment about to run out and her plug was about to be pulled?
"I'm glad they visited..." she admitted. She had expected Koyuki, honestly. That girl was a great friend. But Giroro?
She felt touched by Giroro's actions.
"Maybe Koyuki kept close to my hospital? Giroro too, possibly?" Natsumi asked.
"That was what I was thinking. That's why I thought we'd search the mountains closest by your hospital." Tamama tapped his foot.
"All right. Then let's head off." Natsumi slung a backpack over her shoulders. Hopefully, Giroro and Koyuki would be in the mountains.
But... What if they weren't there? What if they were gone from the world like her Mom, Momoka and Keroro?
She didn't want to know.
Angol Mois gripped Kululu's back in her bed. She kissed him passionately and heatedly, and Kululu's tongue slipped into her mouth. He gave a satisfied moan and bucked his hips gently against her stomach, desperate to get some more friction between them.
He knew she had to leave soon to find Dororo and Tamama, and it was likely this would be the last time he'd feel her body against his for a while. Especially with the Harvest soon approaching. So he captured her mouth like it was a drug that he would seen be out of, drinking up each tender kiss.
"Kululu... Kululu~" Mois seemed to whisper his name every time their mouths separated, and his lips wandered to her neck instead.
He loved it when her name was on his tongue.
"Can... you make me something before I go?" Then the mood was shattered by her getting down to business.
"What do you need?" he asked, lifting his lips off of her body for just a moment. His voice carried a bit of annoyance at being interrupted from their make-out session.
She noticed this and put her hands on his face, to tilt his head up toward her. She gave him another kiss, sweeter this time but still around twenty seconds in length. She broke apart to answer. "Could you make something that could locate Dororo for me? I'm not sure how to find him, and I know you could make the technology to locate him."
Kululu paused for a minute, but resumed cuddling up to Mois so she wouldn't suspect his distaste at that request. Despite his loyalty to her, he didn't want his old platoon to die. And he suspected she and Fuyuki were going to feed Dororo to Keroro.
"I can't," he told her, pretending to be sad about this. His hand went up her shirt to distract her by fondling her breast. "He's just too forgettable. Any device I'd make would forget about him. Ku. Sorry."
Mois closed her eyes and let out a low moan, trying to focus at the conversation between them instead of Kululu's skilled hand playing with her nipple. He put his lips back onto her neck to continue sucking and kissing.
"W-well... Th-that's... too bad," she stuttered out, letting out another moan as Kululu detached himself from her neck and breast. His hand slithered down her stomach to the inside of her bloomers.
Her face tinted pink as he worked away at her to distract her from killing his platoon mates. "What about one for Tamama!" she yelled out, trying to think, but the voluming of her request fluctuating.
"Hmm... I could probably make something to track Tamama..." Kululu decided. Tamama could handle Angol Mois. He'd be able to escape. And he had no good excuse for not making one.
He just had to place his trust in his old platoon mate. And he was ready to do that. Tamama had grown in the years and matured, even being a thorn in the side of Fuyuki and Mois's plans.
"Good..." Mois breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh? What's good? Tamama? Or what you're experiencing right now?" Kululu asked. Mois just smiled and leaned down to kiss him again, capturing his lips for her own again while his fingers pumped away at her.
It was a good going-away present.
After Kululu made the device to track Tamama, he handed it to Mois. "Thank you!" she told him, kissing him lightly on the cheek. She then turned around to leave.
Tamama might be looking for Dororo too, if she was lucky. She could get Tamama to lure her to Dororo.
She left, leaving a trail of bodies behind her in the streets. She had little regard for the lives of those who got in her way.
"I hope he does okay..." Kululu spoke quietly to himself. Mois was strong, but so was Tamama's hatred of her.
He left to do his own work, as well. He still had to screen possible souls for the Harvest. From what Fuyuki and Mois had told him for the ritual, Keroro would be permanently resurrected if he was fed the proper soul, a pure soul that was compatible with his.
That was why it was his job to find the nicest people to put on the Harvest list, and screen their souls with his technology.
I wonder if Fuyuki's so desperate to find the platoon because he suspects one of them is the soul Keroro is thirsting for, Kululu wondered to himself as he did it.
He wondered if it could possibly be Tamama that Fuyuki suspected. The one that had evaded their traps the longest and was fighting for Keroro.
Would that be compatible?
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