Boss Rush
XXXIV: Reversal of Fate
Three weeks ago...
"How long more?"
"Forsooth, young king," Regulus the talking armoured lion and his escort murmured as it led Ryuusei along the beaten path. "None of us can hurry the sunrise. We will be there when we will."
Sunlight streamed through the canopy of trees like a curtain, shadows playing with light between the solid trunks that reached towards the skies, the echoes of light and darkness abound. It was the kind of scenery that spoke of old magic, the European forests where the best known fairy-tales of the world had been scripted and set, the first idea that came to mind upon the phrase of 'enchanted forest'; something that allowed the imagination to wonder as the viewer meandered through the forest, slightly lost, and perhaps hoping that somewhere there would be a hut with a kind soul and a steaming cauldron, as opposed to a wicked witch with cannibalistic tendencies. Ryuusei supposed that the wicked witches who actually did that were across the river Élivágar, one of the main borders between this bright land that had remained untouched by blood even through the bitter fighting of the War of the Courts, as most had called it.
"Impatient," Marguerite had muttered indulgently, floating along.
"Yes, but-" Ryuusei cut off as they entered a bright, airy clearing, where the sunlight was strongest but the air remained merely warm, like summer. Green rolling grass spread like some extremely well-tended carpet, as if heralding him. The sole being there spread large wings, translucent and seemingly as delicate as a butterfly's wings, curved and tinted pink on shades against the blue veins of the dragon.
"We are here," Regulus gave a low purr.
"Come, Summer," the enchanting voice rang, low and sweet. "We have been waiting."
Sunlight shimmering about it with the promise of life. Graceful and enduring, serene and beautiful. A slender serpentine body curled around itself like a snake, blue-scaled and lightly armoured, the Monster had wrist guards of red and gold and a helm of the same colour over sea-green hair. The wings spread out behind it as it blinked large amber eyes.
Ryuusei took a tentative step. Whether by the will of the place itself, the will of Ancient Fairy Dragon or not, or just the unusual laws of physics about, he was now before Ancient Fairy Dragon.
"Ancient Fairy Dragon," Ryuusei greeted.
"Welcome to our humble abode," the dragon's voice rang pleasantly. "It has been a long time since I have seen you, Ryuusei, bright star. You look well. How is Ruka?"
"Well, I suppose," Ryuusei frowned. "I haven't seen Aunt Ruka for a long time."
"We will have time to reacquaint ourselves soon," Ancient Fairy nodded. "Radiance of Land and Light, how is it that the fact of your soul was hidden from our sight?"
"Erm, Madame Shimotsuki hid me," Ryuusei explained. "She chained my spiritual senses and Sight until I broke them myself. Said that I was too powerful."
"Perhaps," Ancient Fairy nodded. "Having power thrust upon one young can be daunting. Just look at Ruka, she ran from us and have been running ever since. Promises must be kept, otherwise the consequences can be fatal. Things earned from lies are lost in one night."
"You sent Regulus to warn me," Ryuusei murmured. "I'm here. What do you need?"
"I show you," Ancient Fairy spread a hand towards her left, where the sun rose. A few Dancing Fairies peeked out around her form, their cherubic faces worried. "The Naturia Forest. Exterio in the centre, Leodrake in the south, Beast in the east, Barkion in the west, Landoise in the north. The five main guardians of what is oft called the breadbasket of Summer. It is a prize that the cold has yet to snatch."
"Yes..." Ryuusei nodded.
"The terms have been set for the challenge," Ancient Fairy murmured sadly. "It is a battle of wits. The target is linked to whoever calls these spirits of the forest to him. Do you understand?"
"Tsugare-san?" Ryuusei mouthed.
"Either monarch must bind him into their service," Ancient Fairy blithely continued. "Those are the terms set. Maeve and Titania each had had their own specialities, hence the only courts they can match are their arms and their wits. Another war now would doom us all, hence, you must use your wits."
"What does Tsugare-san have to do with this?"
"Nothing," the dragon answered. "Which makes it even more cruel. That in the end he is a mere pawn of greater creatures."
"That's ridiculous!" The outburst echoed across the plain, and winds still, shadows lengthened, and the forest held its breath. Ryuusei breathed deeply. "Who decided it?"
"The ones who gamble."
"Who are they?"
"Those of either Winter or Summer who gain to win. It is a speculation; there is no rhyme or reason to it. Simply accept that it is a game with one pawn who will only obey a certain set of instructions from another pawn." Ancient Fairy paused. "Perhaps that was a more cruel comparison than first thought."
"Linked... so Tsugare-san is a pawn as well?" Ryuusei groaned. "What kind of games are they playing?"
"Where do you think the Cloudians belong?" the dragon asked.
"I- I'm sorry? Erm... Summer?"
"Who knows," Ancient Fairy replied. "The Cloudians are the true spirits who decide the weather and the winds. Once, they sided with Winter, but no it is not known of their allegiance. They have... jumped ship, so to speak, to a mortal. That mortal poses a threat to Summer and Winter. He will be seized by one or the other soon enough because of the one who holds this."
"That's... that's sick," Ryuusei sighed.
"Without the war, both sides turn towards humans," Ancient Fairy Dragon sadly replied. "You must weather this, but no one said that you cannot turn it around."
"Huh?" Ryuusei gaped at her.
"I trust that you will find a way to resolve this," the dragon murmured. "And, Ryuusei..."
"Yes?"
The amber eyes of the dragon seemed unusually grave then. "Fare thee well, King Summer. May we meet once more in auspicious circumstances."
Even later, as he bid Regulus farewell, Ryuusei could hardly understand a word.
Present day...
"I doubt it's due to Diarmuid that the Winter Queen would go to so much trouble," Marguerite ventured once the Fudo scion was settled with four other men in the Memorial Circuit. There was no one around to comment on the lack of D-Wheels, which was immediately rectified when they started lugging the Throne towards the track.
Koichi tried not to gag at the invisible pixies fluttering about. "Cute. Tinkerbell cute."
Marguerite froze as Ryuusei made slashing motions with one hand, the universal gesture of when someone had said something that they obviously should not have. "Excuse me?"
"I mean," Koichi waved as the Dreamsprite and Rose Witch gathered in the little pocket away from human view in the Mutou Memorial Park. "It's not like vampires or werewolves. There's hardly anything bad about them."
Marguerite's expression immediately clouded over, and all felt a shiver as if a thunderstorm was playing about their skin. "Maybe, make you dance until you died with your legs ground down into stumps, trick you for a midnight swim and drag you screaming underwater until your lungs burst, fill your eyes with dust until you gouged them out at the roots – that kind of thing. And it will happen, I assure you, if you make another comparison to those... those... bowdlerisations of ancient tales!"
Ryuusei leaned over. "Do not, if you want to live, make any Disney references. Especially about the Princess Revival. Especially, especially, anything to do with faeries."
Koichi looked blank. "Why?"
"It's a touchy subject," Ryuusei shrugged. "Apparently. Oh, and, everything she mentioned? Those are possible."
"Safe for juveniles, they call it!" Marguerite was continuing. "Humans are strange. We generally introduce ours to the facts of life as soon as possible."
"...I think, no one in their right mind would leave a child with you," Chase finally answered. Youkai began shuffling as far as he could from her.
"Never mind," Ryuusei sighed. "You're incomprehensible, Marguerite. Anyway, why not?"
"It would be much easier to trick him into the Gensokyo, isolating him there, or possibly defeating him in a Duel," Marguerite replied. "That implies that the value is not just the item itself, but that the vessel, for lack of a better word, also has value."
"What can Tsugare do, anyway?" Koichi looked confused.
"I guess you can call it mind control," Youkai debated. "Although, if it were mind control, you'd think Tsu-nii might use it to save himself some abuse already."
Koichi considered. "Okay... I can see the merits of that. Why are we here?"
"This stadium is otherwise empty, we needed to talk before you try and convince Tsugare-san, and we need to practice," Rex bluntly answered. "Ryuusei, you're up. Change."
Ryuusei caught the dark blue jacket and suit, tapered to around the wrists and probably the ankles, he noted. "Fine, fine. Marguerite, could you place everything in context for Yamamoto-san, please? Looks like whatever Hiita did didn't take."
"I get it!" Koichi exploded. "You guys have a rivalry or something! What I don't get is why go the roundabout way! She could easily put Tsugare somewhere else, right? Then why go through the whole rigmarole of making him forget?"
Marguerite merely shook her head as her charge left for the changing rooms, as if wondering why she was educating this particularly recalcitrant child. "A relationship has been formed. No matter how trivial the meeting may seem, a relationship is made. Even if it is for a short amount of time, it has meaning."
"I'm actually terrified," Koichi muttered as the other members of Team Black Knights and Youkai began the systems check, with many a joke concerning portable fire demons mentioned. "Of... of going back. Of leaving him alone. Why?"
"What do you think?"
Koichi gave a bark of laughter. "I can't believe I'm debating the possibility of being gay with an invisible poncy Duel spirit. Erm, no offence."
"None taken," Marguerite distantly hummed. "So you admit your attraction to him?"
"Well... how? I'm straight, right?"
"Why?"
"As in, why am I straight?" Koichi echoed in disbelief. "Er... it's... something I'm supposed to do?"
"Why limit yourself due to some quaint line of morality you have decided?" Marguerite countered. "How do you define right? There are others like you, who have what is called decidedly Uranian tendencies. They are alive. It is not the end of the world if you discover it. Or perhaps you are someone who truly believes that, perhaps...?"
"No! I... I don't mind them," Koichi edited. "I, well... look, Tsugare's starved for it. I'm a pity case, right? He's... smart, pretty, everything a woman, or man in his case, might want."
Marguerite shook his head. "Once, a boy believed himself to be a butterfly. But when he opened his eyes, he was no butterfly, only a mere human. Then he thought to himself: did I just dream I was a butterfly, or is this a dream as well? Maybe I am but a dream that is dreamed by the butterfly."
It led to a long silence. "You enjoy this, don't you?" Koichi finally spoke. "Talking in riddles."
"The boy and the butterfly," Marguerite slowly enunciated. "You are the boy, admiring a butterfly. You see things from the boy's point of view. Then what about the butterfly? Perhaps, the butterfly believed himself pitied as well. You are a busy man, someone who admires the other sex. Is it not too hard to imagine so?"
"It's-" the detective struggled. "What are you getting at? I don't know."
"Perhaps, you never will," Marguerite distantly replied.
"Tsu-nii!" Youkai's greeting echoed in the middle of hounding Chase.
"Yo," Tsugare's voice echoed behind the detective. "Huh, so you're the ones who got the stadium today?"
"Running the course," Rex growled as the Sylph of the Arcadia Movement pirouetted over, or did something to get over as gracefully as possible. "You're not here to spy, right?"
"Oh, that," Tsugare gave a brief chuckle that died slightly when he spotted Koichi. The amethyst-haired man was alone, Koichi realised. "I'm forming a team with Yukio and Kasai. No, I was here to check the lay of the course."
Youkai nodded, before he jumped onto Chase. "I'm bored!"
"Get off me!"
There was a bit of laughter, and Koichi momentarily saw Tsugare's face fall before he noticed the detective. "You're still here?"
"They consulted me," he lied easily. It was partly true; he did have a professional license, although he had not Duelled professionally for a while.
"Odd," Tsugare frowned at him, but said nothing. "You take Screwdrivers. I think... it feels awkward, hanging out with people who'll be my opponents. I'll just sit by the side, I guess."
The detective opened his mouth, but Tsugare was already walking away.
Marguerite's murmur echoed. "Sometimes, even when the heart forgets, the body shall remember."
He didn't have time to clarify as Ryuusei reappeared, wearing the racing suit. "Yamamoto-san? Tsugare-san?"
"Oh, sorry," both adults gave way as Ryuusei walked over, and soon enough, the Meteor Stream was tearing down the highway.
It was only a few moments of silence when a horn sounded.
"Oi!" someone yelled as a pure black D-Wheel tore down the road behind the Meteor Stream. "This is our slot!"
"What?" Rex's voice broke in over the airwaves.
Ryuusei winced as he began to slow down. "We're so sorry, but we booked the slot-"
"What d'you mean, incorrect procedures?" the mysterious D-Wheeler was yelling, but not at him. Ryuusei guessed that it was the intercom system once more. "We booked the damned slot, right? This is the last slot for the day, dammit! Oi, answer me!"
"Eh?" Ryuusei blinked as she slowly accelerated next to him.
"I'm Rowena of Team Illusion! We Duel for this slot!" The woman hollered. "Winner takes all!"
"Fine!" Ryuusei decided to accept as the usual sign clicked on the dash-screen. "I'm Ryuusei of Team Black Knights!"
Duel mode, Speed World Two Set, On.
Lane Selection, searching for optimum, usable lane. Submitting duel lane to central.
Authorisation!
On either side, the barriers indicating a Riding Duel were set up.
"Riding Duel, Acceleration!"
Rowena: LP 8000, SPC: 0
Ryuusei: LP 8000, SPC: 0
"I'll start, draw!" she barked. "I'll summon Marauding Captain [1200/400] to the field in attack mode. Due to his effect, I special summon a level four or lower Warrior Type monster, such as Valkyrie Knight [1900/1200] to the field. Both Marauding Captain and Valkyrie Knight have the same attack lock effect, so I'm not going to elaborate. I set a card and end my turn."
"My turn, draw!" Ryuusei called. "I'll summon Mystic Piper [0/0] to the field in attack mode. I'll then tribute him, and draw a card. I drew the level one Effect Veiler, hence I can draw another card. I discard a monster to special summon Quickdraw Synchron [700/1400] from my hand. The monster I discarded was Dandylion, hence I can special summon two Fluff Tokens to the field. Tuning, level one Token to level five Quickdraw Synchron. Gathering power will turn into a spear that pierces the earth! Become the path its light shines upon! Synchro Summon! Break it apart, Drill Warrior!"
Orange and yellow armour flashed as the monster [2400/2000] reappeared on the field.
"Nice," Rowena praised. "But, Marauding Captain and Valkyrie Knight have an attack-sealing lock together!"
"Once per turn, Drill Warrior can halve his attack permanently and direct attack," Ryuusei called.
"What?"
"Go! Drill Shoot!"
Rowena cried out as the monster hit perfectly.
Rowena: LP 8000 → LP 6800, SPC: 2
Ryuusei: LP 8000, SPC: 2
"Then, I discard a card to banish him from play until my next standby phase," Ryuusei continued as the warrior disappeared. "With that, I set two cards and end my turn."
"Draw!" Rowena looked incensed. "I summon Command Knight [1200/1900] to the field! Due to the effect of Command Knight, all Warrior Type monsters I control gain four hundred attack power [1200/400 → 1600/400] [1900/1200 → 2300/1200] [1200/1900 → 1600/1900]. I'll return the favour several times over! Battle! Command Knight, get the Token! Valkyrie Knight, attack him directly!"
"Upon declaration of direct attack, Battle Fader [0/0] can be special summoned to the field, hence ending the battle phase," Ryuusei called as the pendulous monster appeared.
"Damn," Rowena hissed. "You're good. I activate the set card, Legacy of Yata-Garasu and draw a card. Then, I set a card. Turn end."
"Draw!" Ryuusei called. "At my standby phase, Drill Warrior returns to the field, back to normal. I activate the Trap, Non Aggression Area, and discard a card for its effect. By the effect of Drill Warrior, I get to retrieve a monster card in the graveyard, such as Dandylion. Main phase, I activate the Trap, Sixth Sense. I declare five and six, allowing me to roll the dice to see how many cards I draw. If I don't get one of the results, I'll have to mill that many cards."
"Leaving it to fate, huh?" Rowena joked as a giant die bounced by the D-Wheels, skidding to a four as they passed. "Looks like you weren't lucky."
"Who knows," Ryuusei neutrally answered as he milled four cards.
"What's wrong?" Rowena called as he glanced at the card he had drawn. "You chicken?"
"I summon Witch of the Black Rose [1700/1200]!" Ryuusei called as the Gothic Lolita monster appeared on the field. "Tuning, level four Witch to level one Battle Fader! Limiter Removal, Level Five! Regulator open! Thruster warm-up, OK! Up-link all clear! Go! Synchro Summon! Come on! Tech Genus Hyper Librarian!"
"Of course you have it," Rowena sighed as the white-robed magician appeared [2400/1800].
"Drill Warrior, attack directly with Drill Shoot again!" Ryuusei ordered as the monster struck.
"Then, I discard the Dandylion I retrieved and banish Drill Warrior," Ryuusei called. "I get two Fluff Tokens. I set a card, turn end."
"Draw!" Rowena declared. "Non Aggression Area... so you're pressing me into a corner, are you? I'll remove four Speed Counters to inflict damage to you by revealing three Speed Spell cards in my hand. Turn end."
Rowena: LP 6800 → LP 5600, SPC: 4 → 0
Ryuusei: LP 8000 → LP 5600, SPC: 4
"Draw!" Ryuusei called as they turned a corner. "Drill Warrior comes back, and I get Dandylion back from the graveyard. Activate Trap, Limit Reverse! I special summon Quickdraw Synchron once more. Activate Speed Spell – Star Changer to increase the level of Quickdraw Synchron by one. Tuning, two level one Tokens to level six Quickdraw Synchron! Gathering fighting souls will awaken the raging wicked god! Become the path its light shines upon! Synchro Summon! Obliterate, Junk Destroyer!"
Swords flashed as the monster appeared, wielding swords [2600/2500].
"The effect of Junk Destroyer, I destroy the set card and Valkyrie Knight," Ryuusei declared. "I'll also summon Botanical Lion [1600/2000 → 1900/2000] in attack mode. Now, Drill Warrior, take care of Marauding Captain. Drill Lance!"
Rowena: LP 5600 → LP 4800, SPC: 2
Ryuusei: LP 5600, SPC: 6
"Librarian, take care of Command Knight!"
Rowena: LP 4800 → LP 4000, SPC: 6
Ryuusei: LP 5600, SPC: 6
"Junk Destroyer, Botanical Lion, attack directly!" Ryuusei declared. "Finish this!"
Rowena: LP 4000 → LP 0, SPC: 6
Ryuusei: LP 5600, SPC: 6
Smoke flew from the D-Wheel as they skidded to a stop, Rowena taking off her helmet to reveal extremely long hair that faded from burgundy to caramel and then to platinum blonde on the ends. She looked at Ryuusei with eyes like liquid gold. "You... are a very good Duellist."
"Thanks," Ryuusei quietly answered as she dismounted.
"I want to recruit you for the Stygian Dirge."
Ryuusei was pretty sure that he had heard it wrong, or that he was asleep and dreaming. "...excuse me?"
Blink. Blink. A white ceiling loomed in his vision.
"Well, he's awake, at least," a familiar feminine voice remarked.
"Nee-chan, quit poking him. He's not going to wake up faster if you do that."
Oh. That explained the feeling around his arm and ribs.
"I still think we should call the Movement. I mean, Setsuka would know, right?"
The name immediately set off alarms in his head as he sat up and tried to run.
"Whoa," a voice murmured as he was held down, and the face of Ishihara Kaname appeared before his eyes. "It's alright, it's alright."
"She's coming for me," he babbled. Part of his normally intelligent brain noted that he should be running instead of talking right now, but the other part of his brain on instinct was still babbling. "She's coming for me..."
Hark, hark, the dogs do bark...
"Not here," a voice came in, implacable and unshakable. Ishihara Takeshi shoved a steaming mug into his face. "Drink?"
Kiyomi's mouth dropped open as he stared at the man. The man's left eye glimmered. "You're..."
"Ishihara Takeshi," the other replied. "Nee-chan said you helped her once, right? Take it. Then you can tell us who's after you."
The contents were steaming hot, and it took several swallows before Kiyomi had emptied half the mug. Cradling the ceramic device in his hands, Kiyomi took a deep breath. "Sorry."
"It's fine," a third voice piped up from a dark-haired girl with indigo eyes. "You look like you're really running for your life there."
"Been running since Academy Island," Kiyomi scoffed.
"So, who's after you?" Kaname leaned in, curious.
"I..." Kiyomi debated. "S- Shimotsuki S- Setsuka."
The older Ishihara gasped softly as the other sighed. "Figures."
"Setsuka?" the girl blinked. "Oh, right. I'm Alexianna LeRouge, of the Movement as well. So, tell us, why are you being chased by her?"
"I... I stole the plans for the Movement building," Kiyomi sighed. "I assisted in breaking into the building. I challenged her. Take your pick."
"All three," Takeshi answered bluntly. "But that doesn't explain why you were running from the middle of a deserted area."
"Escaped from Academy Island," Kiyomi shrugged in answer. "I... you wouldn't believe me."
"I believe that Shimotsuki sent Duel spirits after you."
"What?" Kiyomi blinked, stupefied at Takeshi's answer. He was not alone; Alexianna and Kaname both looked shocked as well. "H- How did you-?"
Takeshi tapped his left eye. "My graduation present. Don't ask how I got it."
"Erm..." Kiyomi debated.
"Anyway. She sent murderous Duel spirits after you," Takeshi insisted. "Why?"
"Should we call Shimotsuki-san?" Kaname asked nervously.
"No!" Kiyomi and Takeshi countered at the same time.
"She's not that bad, you know," the older sister huffed. "Why do you make her out to be some kind of monster?"
Because she is. Kiyomi bit down on the amateur response.
"We'll be the judge of that," Takeshi answered quietly.
Kaname huffed, before staring at Kiyomi. "Hey, you're pretty hot."
"I am?"
Takeshi rolled his eyes. "Nee-chan..."
"He is," Alexianna piped up. As he regarded his fiancée, Takeshi's expression could have wilted a small flower. Kiyomi felt less thankful about his continued state of existence.
The doorbell rang. Kaname got up and walked to get it. "Ariyashi-san?"
"Miss Shimotsuki will see you now at the Arcadia Movement," came a familiar voice that had Kiyomi shrinking in on himself.
"We don't have an appointment with the Boss," Kaname answered, confused.
"You'd be amazed at how many people has appointments with her and they don't know it," Kaido muttered as Kaname opened the grille. "That includes the new guy you picked up today."
Kiyomi swallowed as Alexianna and Takeshi stared at him. "I'm dead, aren't I?"
Satoshi Shinamori was a fairly well-known Duellist on the pro scene. Surely, his pro status would mean that he was above little competitions.
He was not.
"Where is that Viper?" he scowled in a seedy drinking hole somewhere in the former Satellite area. "I swear when I meet him- what the hell happened to you?"
For Adrian had just collapsed into the seat opposite him by the tiny table, sopping wet and nursing more than a few injuries. "Abridged version: I took a short cut by the Forests. Got hunted a few times, narrowly escaped, story of my life. Corpse Reviver here!"
"You and your cocktails," Satoshi quietly scowled. "So you pop in, call me to come here, and then risk your live walking through worlds to get here as well. Then what?"
Adrian made a show of cleaning off the water from his hair first, dumping his bags where he could still keep an eye on them in the process and generally procrastinating until the order came. He then took a good swig before the cocktail glass was slammed on the table. "How much do you know about Shimotsuki Setsuka?"
Satoshi's expression hardened. "A lot of things. That's only the surface. Why?"
Adrian sighed. "She gave me the power to walk through dimensions. Not free, though."
"What happened?"
"I drove a Swiss Army knife through my own freaking hand," Adrian showed him the cut for a brief moment. "And then I lost in a Duel and got kicked out of the GeneX. That was about a month ago. Since then I've been looking between worlds. Very perfect. Story of my life. You? Got anything interesting?"
"Planning for the Stygian Dirge," Satoshi sighed. "Kaido's agreed to be planning analyst. But still short two members. You interested?"
"The Stygian Dirge... Shimotsuki is participating, right?" Adrian asked. "I'm in. This is the weirdest thing that happened..." And Adrian proceeded to tell the other Duellist everything about the man and the Winter Queen.
"You're right," Satoshi concluded. "So the body conveniently dissolved into dust in another world. Just like Shimotsuki's MO. I... facing her is something else, I can admit."
"You don't say," Adrian groaned. "But I have to. That poor guy, he was still crying. They probably tortured him, hunted him, and left him to die alone. I can't accept that."
"Adrian," Satoshi held up a hand. "You know Golden Breeze?"
"You mean the native biddy?"
"Yes... anyway, Breeze-san knew Shimotsuki's parents. But she crossed Shimotsuki Setsuka as the Winter Queen. She would have drowned, because the Winter Queen felt merciful and left her to be drunk by the earth. Do you get what I am saying?"
"That she prefers leaving others to die of exposure than anything else?"
"Maybe. Not quite. The point is, the moment you go up against her, you have to be prepared," Satoshi's eyes held a glimpse of fire. "Prepared to lay down your life if necessary. The subject of innocents haven't really come into play, but I think Vennominaga might have an idea exactly how vindictive she can be."
"I know," Adrian countered. "But, I just can't... he died begging, Satoshi. Alone, unneeded, discarded. She didn't even let him say any last words."
"What are you going to do, then?" the Fire Duellist asked.
"Get to the city. Be annoying. Dig up answers."
"Your funeral," Satoshi concluded as he stood. "We'll have to find a third wheeler, then."
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