A/N: Here we go again!
Here's Chapter 32 of The End of Hope's Peak Academy!
I have been writing this story for awhile now, but I'm starting to run a little dry on ideas...I've also wanted to continue my Pokemon story since I've been ignoring it a lot. With the announcement of Pokemon Ultra Sun and Ultra Moon, my curiosity skyrocketed...I am disappointed that we didn't get Diamond and Pearl remakes, but I am curious to see how these games work, here's to hoping they're sequels like Black 2 and White 2 were way back before X and Y.
This chapter contains two events, Class 77B vs Class 78A and Class 77B vs Class 78B...the first event is a little short as it's the end of it, but the second event is actually the full event. You all also get something else to chew on during this chapter. So I hope you all enjoy it..I received a lot of positive feedback for the last chapter, so I decided to use that feedback to add another little surprise to it..So I hope you all like it...wink wink...
So yes, I may or may not take another break from this to work on Aloha Alola...I just have to figure out what to do with the plot, while working on this one. I am also trying to work on Fairy Tail, and at this point there are only Eight or so chapters left for that manga...while I am sad to see it end, I'm also glad..the Alvarez arc is total horse shit, and I am sick and tired of the fucking ass pulls they pull with characters. If you kill someone, for Christ sakes, keep them dead, bringing them back to life all the goddamn time serves to piss people off!
Shoutouts to BloodyDemon666 and Lloyd's fics for their ocs...if you submit one and I didn't name you, just remember you also are included in this, I just can't remember who submit who at this point...so don't feel left out!
Anyway, without further adoo, here's Chapter 32...not for the weak hearted...if you are squeamish...well..have a bucket handy, it may come in handy. As always, guess the references and win the virtual cookies!
The End of Hope's Peak Academy
Zetsubou-Hen
Chapter 32
Spell Eating
"Hideyoshi, your word is Antidisestablishmentarianism." the judge said, making the boy pale faced.
He was seventeen years old, and belonged to Class 78A. He was a tall boy, standing at nearly six feet. He had a mop of black hair on his head, his eyes being a piercing blue. He was wearing a hoodie with a crimson B on it, the symbol for his favorite team, the Boston Red Sox, as he hailed from Boston Massachusetts. He was wearing blue denim jeans, with black sneakers. He took off his thin glasses, along with his Punisher baseball cap, wiping the sweat from his brow. He cleared his throat as he spoke into the microphone.
"May I have the definition please?" he asked, voice sounding a bit soft.
"Opposition to the withdrawal of the state support recognition from an established church. Especially the Anglican Church in 19th Century England. Antidisestablishmentarianism." the teacher said, placing her phone on the table. She actually had to look that one up due to it not being in the dictionary.
"Antidisestablishmentarianism." the boy said, licking his lips. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes.
"A-N-T-I-D-I-S-E-S-T-A-B-L-I-S-H-M-E-N-T-A-R-I-N-I-S-M. Antidisestablishmentarianism." the boy said.
"That is correct, Daisuke Del Rio, you are next." the woman said. Hideyoshi sighed with relief as he walked over to his seat. There were only four students left in his class, while class 77B only had three. His friend, Ruruko Itsuka patted his shoulder, silently congratulating him.
He was a young man that stood only at five foot five. He had lengthy silver hair and bright blue eyes, much like his friend Hideyoshi. He was wearing the Hope's Peak Academy uniform, except he wore his hoodie underneath his blazer, instead of a formal shirt and tie. He was wearing jeans instead of the formal dress pants, as well as some plain sneakers. Around his waist was a leather belt which held various knives and kunai. He was known as the Ultimate Ninja, while his friend Hideyoshi was known as the Ultimate Vigilante.
Beside them was a girl their age, with messy brown hair kept in a lose bun. It was held together with two paint brushes. The girl had a soft complexion and bright brown eyes. She was wearing her school blazer over a black polka-dot camisole. She was wearing a black ruffled skirt, with a white hem. She was wearing a pair of knee length converse shoes, with bright pink laces. This was the Ultimate Painter, Kagura Endo.
Finally, next to her sat the last surviving member of the Spelling Bee, which had taken their other friends out. She was a young woman, hailing from Paris France. She had pale skin, with bright green eyes, and jet black hair, falling down to her shoulders. She was wearing a blue parka, with a tube top shirt underneath, leaving her midriff fully exposed. She had a rose bloom tattoo over her navel, a blood red rose, the stem wrapping around her bellybutton. She was wearing what looked like a flight suit, though she had the arms of it tied around her waist, leaving only the bottoms on. It was bright blue in color, with the sides of the legs being yellow in color. She was wearing a pair of green high heels, which glistened a bit in the light. This young woman was Martinique Dubois, the Ultimate Skydiving Instructor.
Daisuke confidently strolled up to the microphone, before the woman could say his word, he glanced back at Hideyoshi, giving him a smile.
"Nice job man, that was a tough word and you got it correctly. That's an amazing accomplishment!" he said.
"Oh...thank you Daisuke, that means a lot!" the boy beamed. The Story Teller turned to face the judges, the woman having selected the word from the hat.
"Daisuke, your word is going to be...Iridocyclitis." the woman said. Daisuke looked at her oddly, he didn't remember adding that word into the hat. He shrugged it off, licking his lips.
"Iridocyclitis...I-R-I-D-O-C-Y-C-L-I-T-I-S...Iridocyclitis." he said.
"That is correct." the teacher said, the crowd started clapping. He shrugged and headed back to his seat, sitting next to Ibuki and Peko who had yet to be eliminated.
"Kagura, you're up next."
The painter sighed and stood up, walking toward the microphone. She swallowed hard, the sound echoing through the speakers. Everyone chuckled as the girl nervously stood in front of the microphone.
"Your word is Cunnilingus." the woman said, trying her hardest not to laugh. Kagura sighed, shaking her head.,
"Cunnilingus, C-U-N-I-L-I-N-G-U-S. Cunnilingus." she said.
"I'm sorry, but that is incorrect. Miss Pekoyama."
Peko stood up wordlessly, before the woman could even say something, she had started spelling the word.
"Cunnilingus...C-U-N-N-I-L-I-N-G-U-S...Cunnilingus." she said.
"That is correct, Miss Endo you have been eliminated."
The girl stomped her foot on the wooden stage, making her way toward the empty chairs her class had been using. They had their own section in the bleachers to sit at. Martinique stood up, walking toward the microphone. She cleared her throat, her bright smile lighting up the room.
"Miss Dubois, you're word is...Panamanian Petting Zoo." she said.
"That's three words!" the girl said, her French accent rather thick. The woman shrugged.
"Hey, I didn't come up with these." she replied. Fuyuhiko started laughing loudly, slapping his knee. Everyone turned to glare at him, causing him to shut up. Martinique cleared her throat, taking a deep breath.
"Panamanian Petting Zoo...P-A-N-A-M-A-N-I-A-N P-E-T-T-I-N-G Z-O-O...Panamanian Petting Zoo." she said.
"That is correct. Miss Mioda, you're up next!"
"Whoo hoo! Ibuki's turn!" the girl cried, doing a cart wheel, landing in front of the microphone.
"Alright then, Miss Mioda, your word is...Pneumonia."
"Fuck...I mean...Pneumonia...N-U.."
"I'm sorry, that is incorrect."
"Fiddlesticks!" the girl cried, crossing her arms as Ruruko took the microphone.
"Same word Mr. Itsuka."
"Okay...Pneumonia...P-N-U.."
"That is also incorrect...Miss Mioda if you can spell this word, you will pass...Beefcake." the woman said.
"Beefcake...B-E-E-F-C-A-K-E...Beefcake." she said, fist pumping. Ruruko sighed, walking off the stage...that only left Class 78A with two people, while 77A had three. Hideyoshi walked toward the microphone, standing in front of it once more.
"Hideyoshi, your new word is...Palindrome."
"Palindrome...P-A-L-I-N-D-R-O-M-E...Palindrome."
"That is correct...Daisuke, your up next." the woman said.
Daisuke was honestly starting to get a little bored. He was surprised that he had made it all the way to the end of the Spelling Bee. He had to give credit to Hideyoshi and Martinique, who had stuck out the longest as well. They had gone through many tough words over the last four hours, but it was starting to wind down. There was a stack of already called out words next to the judge, and he could tell she was scraping the bottom of the hat, literally. She cleared her throat, fishing another word from within.
"Carpet Muncher...god where do you get these words?" she asked, earning a laugh from everyone. Daisuke stifled his own, licking his lips.
"Carpet Muncher...C-A-R-P-E-T M-U-N-C-H-E-R...Carpet Muncher." he said.
"That is correct...Martinique, your up next."
"I am ready!" the girl said cheerfully.
"Your word is Hose."
"Hose." Martinique began, loosing herself in thought. She cringed a bit, trying to spell it in her head. Once she had, she faced the microphone confidently.
"Hose...H-O-E-S...Hose."
"That is incorrect." the teacher said. The black haired girl gasped in shock, her head sinking a bit as she walked off the stage.
"Miss Pekoyama, same word."
"Hose...H-O-S-E...Hose."
"That is correct...Hideyoshi, this is it. You are the final person representing your class. If you misspell this word, it's game over...are you ready?" the woman said.
"Yeah...thanks for scaring me with that." he said as he walked toward the microphone.
"Your word is...Kumquat."
"God...okay...C-U.."
"I'm sorry, that is incorrect...with this I end the Hope's Peak Academy Spelling Bee, congratulations to Class 77B for winning!" the woman said, earning cheers from the crowd. Ibuki, Peko and Daisuke all bowed, happy to receive the cheers of their friends. Hideyoshi frowned, shaking his head.
"Hey man, good work. You got a tough word, trust me I had trouble spelling that one when I was growing up. You and your class did great, so as my treat you all can come with us to my mom's restaurant/bakery. You all deserve to win!" Daisuke said, a grin on his face.
"Really? Thanks man...you don't have to do this!" the black haired lad said. Daisuke chuckled, clapping the boys shoulder.
"No worries...actually I have to stay at the academy for awhile...my sister will take you there, she's in the crowd somewhere, just stick with my classmates and you'll be fine." he said.
"Oh...what are you sticking around for?" the boy asked curiously.
"My novel was just published and the publishers want me to advertise it. I'm going to be on national television for the first time, it's a bit nerve wracking to be honest." he said, rubbing his neck.
"Nah, I'm sure you'll do fine...so if you don't mind my asking, what class are you challenging next? I'm sure everyone else wants to know." the boy said, pointing to the crowd. Daisuke walked up to the microphone, clearing his throat.
"Alright then, with this win...I formally challenge Class 78B to an eating contest. However we will be doing it Fear Factor style, so prepare for a gastric exorcism." he said, dropping the microphone to the floor.
"Dude are you serious? You know what type of nasty shit they eat on that?" Hideyoshi asked curiously, earning a nod from Daisuke.
"Mhmm, but I'm confident they will prove themselves in battle. We won't give in either, because for once we aren't choosing the stuff we'll be eating, our friend Chisa Yukizome will. So, good luck guys." he said, giving his friends a wave. Both of them waved back, confident looks on their faces. Everyone started filing out of the gymnasium, leaving only Daisuke and some of the staff around.
"Hey, nice job."
"Hiyoko, what are you still doing here?" he asked. She had been wearing the kimono he had gotten for her. He had noticed she had grown a bit taller over the last few days, so much so that the garment didn't drag on the floor anymore.
"I can't stick around for my boyfriend's achievement? That isn't fair...I'm feeling a bit ignored, especially after you and Sonia..."
"Whoa, keep that to yourself...we're still working with those pills you know." he said, earning a giggle from the blonde.
"Yes I know, it's too hot outside and there aren't any ants to squish, so I'm staying here with you." she said firmly.
He shrugged, walking toward the bleachers. He they sat down as the camera crew from the television show arrived, and started setting up in front of the stage. The crew was picking up all of the folding chairs and placing them on carts, wheeling them to the back room. He wrapped his arm around the girl, who leaned into his shoulder.
"I miss this...just the two of us...when was the last time we went on a proper date?" she asked curiously.
"Uh...never...we went to the Vampire cafe and you ran out because it was too Tanaka for you." he said. He reached into her kimono, grabbing a hold of the sweets she had hidden. She took a hold of his hand, yanking the bag before he could pull it out.
"Nuh uh, my candy." she said.
"I payed for it, give me at least a mint or something." he snapped angrily. She growled, shoving her hand in the pack. She pulled out three mints, shoving them in his hand. He sighed, unwrapping the first one.
"I fucking hate mints. You know what pisses me off, when people spend a lot of money on Halloween decorations, and then hand out mints." she said firmly.
"Aw god, don't remind me. I made a mental list of all the people that did that and went to egg them. That reminds me of the time we egged Sylvia's house. Makes me wonder where she'll live now that the old man is in the slammer." he said.
"Probably under a bridge where she belongs. Hey, I got a question, I got to chapter seven of your novel and got to the first class trial, I'm completely confused on how it works." she said. He rolled his eyes, reaching into his bag for a copy of his book. He flipped directly to the page she was referencing, reading some of what he had written.
"What don't you get?" he asked.
"Well..how exactly does it work? A case where everyone is guilty until proven innocent and they all deliberate at the same time?" she said.
"The Class trial court room is designed like a circle. That way everyone can stare at everyone else. They all throw in their evidence, try to dispute it to find the culprit. When the culprit is found, they vote and if they're correct, then that person is executed." Daisuke said, explaining all of the rules for the trial. She hummed to herself, a frown on her face.
"I just don't get it...maybe if I saw it happen I could understand it more."
"As if something would happen that could drive us to a class trial. This is all make believe after all." he said, chuckling a bit. Her brows furrowed, as she continued reading where she left off.
After handing out the first edition copies to everyone he promised one too, Daisuke had sat back, watching all of his friends devour page after page. So far, Hiyoko had made it the farthest in the story. She and Sonia had been discussing a lot of plot points among themselves. The Ultimate Story Teller had gotten quite a lot of praise from his friends and everyone else who had been lucky enough to score an early copy. Of course it wouldn't be long until the book officially went on sale and the rest of the country would be reading it as well.
"Where did you come up with this concept? It's amazing!" the girl said, earning a blush from the boy.
"Sorry Palomita, you'll have to wait until the broadcast for all of the answers." he said, giving her a wink.
"Aw, you're no fun." she said with a pout. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a kiss.
"I love you sweetheart." he said softly. She smiled, kissing his cheek.
"I love you more."
"Mr. Del Rio?"
Daisuke straightened up at the sound of his name. He looked at the one who had called him, a young woman in her early thirties. She had short brown hair tied up into a tight bun. She was wearing a pair of thin framed glasses on her face. The tight blue business suit she was wearing made her look quite sophisticated, but the look on her face was one of confidence, maybe even a hint of mischievousness. She was holding a clipboard in her hands, with some papers on it. The boy stood up, giving her a polite bow.
"Hello, you must be Miss Satonaka." he said.
"That is correct...I was the one that called you...I would like to apologize, in my excitement I forgot to give you my name." she said.
"It's alright...I was pretty excited myself." he said, rubbing the back of his neck. Hiyoko stood up, slapping his ass rather hard, causing him to yelp.
"Excited, you started crying like a baby." she said.
"I did not!" he snapped back, glaring into her golden eyes.
"Oh, who is this?" the woman asked curiously.
"Huh? You didn't tell her about me? How rude! I bet you told her all about Princess Sonia didn't you?" Hiyoko cried out, crossing her arms in a huff.
"Princess Sonia?" the woman asked curiously.
"Okay I get it, I've been ignoring you and paying more attention to Sonia. Do you know how hard having two girlfriends is? We need to figure a schedule or some shit." he said.
"Two girlfriends?"
"Yes, let us make a schedule. No matter what, I loved you first so I get you for today and tomorrow!" she huffed.
"Actually Sonia admit her feelings to me first, you were still walking around with a stick shoved up your ass. It wasn't until Christmas that you told me how you felt!" he cried back.
"Excuse me, we're on a tight schedule here, perhaps you can save this for later?" Miss Satonaka said, causing the two to stop arguing. Daisuke brushed his hair back with his hand, adopting a smile on his face.
"My apologies, it seems my girlfriend was jealous that I didn't spend so much time with her. When do we start?" he asked, earning a glare from Hiyoko. The woman smiled, pointing to the set.
"In two minutes." she said.
The new set looked like one out of a morning talk show. There was a coffee table in the center of it, along with a rug. Two love seats had been placed at either side of a large arm chair. Most likely for the host, Miss Satonaka and himself. He shook his head, placing a hand on his bag to ease his nerves a bit. Hiyoko took a hold of his hand, making him look at her.
"Don't be nervous! You'll do just fine, you just have to answer some questions right? No biggie!"
"No biggie...right. I had hundreds of people watching me during a spelling bee, this is nothing!" he said confidently.
"There's my man, go get em!" she said, kissing his lips. He grinned, wrapping his arms around her waist, making her giggle a bit.
xxx
Ryusuke growled angrily from his jail cell. He had been taken to the city jail until his trial was put together. His bond had been set at half a million yen, and no one wanted to bail him out. He called Takarou first, but the man had realized he wanted to bring him down. So he instead denied him, the second man had been his friend and lawyer, the one that had settled the divorce between him and Maria. The man also refused, saying he had some big case to work on. So now he sat, pressed up against the wall, glaring at the television the warden had on.
"This is coming to you live from Hope's Peak Academy! The young author of the newest murder mystery novel, Distrust, is here with us. Give it up for Daisuke Del Rio!" the hose cried. Everyone started clapping as the camera panned over to the young man who waved confidently. He took a seat, clutching his bag tightly.
"It's nice to meet you Miss Naoto...I used to watch your talk show all the time before I went to school." he said, earning a smile from the woman.
"Now, let's all begin with a question from yours truly. I had one of the review copies for a few weeks, and I have to say the story was amazing. Where did the concept come from?" the woman asked curiously.
"Well you see, the concept for this story is bonds. I was always lead to believe my talent was useless...growing up, I learned to love writing, and losing myself in another world. The students in this story are all based on my friends, all of them being Ultimate Students themselves. I wanted to show my loyalty and friendship to them...that's why all of the talents are based of the ones they have."
"So you are saying the concept came from your bond with your friends? How did you weave the story together so perfectly?" Naoto asked curiously.
"Well...it wasn't so hard. The idea itself just came to me in a dream, I just worked on it every day, adding my own life experiences into it. The main character being a female reflects on how sometimes, women are stronger than men. Her personality is based off of someone very dear to me." he said, blushing a bit as he looked past the crowd.
"That's another thing, I heard a few minutes ago that you had two girlfriends...I didn't think something like that would be possible. Tell us more!" Miss Satonaka said, the blush on Daisuke's face darkened.
"Uh...yeah, I have two important girls in my life...Hiyoko and Sonia, they mean a lot to me and have helped me out during my lowest points. As you all know, I am related to Ryusuke Fuji, the man that was trying to take down A-2 Publishing. He learned that I had submitted my manuscript there and wanted them gone. He hates me for being accepted in Hope's Peak Academy. He's made my life hell."
"Ah yes, I would like to apologize again for taking so long to get back to you. We were dealing with a lot." the woman said, earning a head shake from the boy. Ryusuke grit his teeth, his eyes shifting toward the guards.
"Hey, do you mind shutting that off? It's giving me a headache." he said.
"Sure, hey John, turn it up. The baby has a headache!" the man said, earning a laugh from his co-worker who turned the television up louder. Ryusuke grit his teeth in anger, lowering his head.
"So, what can our readers expect when picking up your book?" Naoto asked, earning a chuckle from Daisuke.
"They'll be in for a long ride. There are so many characters to bond with and get attached to. No one is safe when it comes to this deadly game. It's a story of murder, mystery, love, loyalty, and most of all hope. So if you like any of this, then Distrust is the book for you. And if not..well I am working on an audio book, so my soothing voice will lull you into a trance." he said, wiggling his brow a bit.
"Well, this brings us to the end our program. Distrust is now on sale where ever books are sold. Trust me, you will love this book from the first second you read it!" Miss Satonaka said.
"One more thing, I know your watching this Ryusuke...and I just wanted to say thank you. Because you always talked down on my talent, I finally realized who I truly was. I realized what I was capable of, you are a horrible man, and an even worse father. Truthfully, you're a piece of shit, and I hope you rot in hell...I can say that right? This isn't censored?" the boy asked, earning a laugh from the host. The show ended a second later, causing the man to growl. Oh, he would get his revenge, one of these days he would.
xxx
Three days had passed, and Class 77B along with Class 78B had found themselves in the cafeteria of Hope's Peak Academy, along with a camera crew. Only a few students had been present, as the cafeteria was too small for all of them to be inside. A medical team was standing by, along with the Headmaster, Jin Kirigiri. The man was standing by, wanting to watch the challenge go down. He had expressed concern upon hearing the challenge, but both classes had agreed to it, and he couldn't stop them, even if they wanted to. Even his own daughter had chosen to participate, no matter how disgusted she was.
"Alright then, here we are live at the next event. This time Class 77B, the unstoppable monsters of the 77th class, are going up against our youngsters in Class 78B, the last remaining class to go head to head with them. After this, the only ones who remain are the ones in Class 76A, who are all patiently watching the results of this event. I am your host, Naomi Powers, the Ex-Ultimate Game Show host. I welcome you, to Eat off!" the woman said, earning applause from everyone.
Daisuke swallowed hard. For the first time he was rather nervous, the idea of letting Chisa play an active role in the next game had been Chiaki's. She wanted everyone to be involved, and that included their homeroom teacher. She had been the one who had chosen the stuff they would be eating. Naomi rose her hand, silencing the crowd.
"A brief explanation of the rules. Every member of each class will select either a red ball or a blue ball from these boxes, depending on their class. Each ball is numbered 1-16...that will be the number corresponding to the meal they'll have to consume. If they make it through the sixteen meals, they will select again, as everything will be replaced with something new. If you vomit, you are eliminated. Our food has been chosen by one of my former classmates, the Ex-Ultimate Housekeeper, Chisa Yukizome!" the woman said. The camera panned toward the auburn haired woman, who was flushing a bit.
"Good luck everyone, I made some very zesty choices!" she said, making everyone swallow hard.
"One final thing, our very own Headmaster will be spinning this wheel, which has the faces of every participant in this game. If it lands on you, you will come up here, select a ball and consume the meal. Remember, vomiting equals failure, so give it your all. Headmaster, you're on!" the woman said.
Jin walked up to the wheel, giving it a good spin. Each member of Class 77B and 78B watched the wheel spin, the arrow clicking on each rung. It started slowing down, the faces becoming more visible. It finally came to a stop, right on Peko's picture. The young woman stood up wordlessly, sticking her hand into the box of red balls. She pulled out one of the spheres from within, the number 14 being on it.
"Number fourteen, Chisa what will it be?" Naomi asked, earning a grin from the woman. She pulled out a blender, filled to the brim with cockroaches, crickets and worms.
"It will be a puree of these bugs. Don't worry all of them are completely harmless, and they contain vitamins and minerals." she said cheerfully. Peko didn't even bat an eye as she started blending it.
The room was filled with retching sounds as all of the bugs were pureed into a sloppy greenish brown slush. Chisa turned the blender off and grabbed an empty glass, about to pour the mixture in when Peko took a hold of the blender cup. She pulled the cap off and tilted it bag, drinking the mixture with no hesitation.
"I don't know if I should be impressed or disgusted!" Naomi cried.
Jin's face went pale as he looked away, unable to watch the young Swordswoman downing the drink. She set the cup down on the table, wiping her mouth off with her shirt. She went back to her seat and sat down, smirking at their competition. The headmaster spun the wheel again, this time paying close attention to it. The wheel slowed to a stop, landing on Hina's face. The girl shakily stood up, walking over to the box of blue balls.
"Um...this won't make me sick will it?" she asked, as she stuck her hand inside.
"Don't worry, this stuff is fresh...mostly." Chisa said, not reassuring the teenage swimmer. She grabbed a blue ball from within the box, pulling out a ball labeled ten.
"Number ten, Chisa...what'll it be?" Naomi asked, a bit to enthusiastically.
"Number ten is one of the most vile things I created. Jelly filled donuts." she said, placing a plate of donuts in front of Hina. She licked her lips, her eyes widening.
"What exactly makes them vile?" Makoto asked curiously.
"So glad you asked! I replaced the filling with Mayonnaise that's been sitting in the trunk of my car for three weeks. I mixed that with some tomato sauce, and added grass hopper guts to it!" she said happily. Hina's started crying, the thought of someone defiling donuts like that really upset her.
"Well, at least she got creative." Daisuke muttered, earning groans from his friends.
They all watched as Hina grabbed one of the donuts, taking a bite from it. She chewed slowly, her face twisting into a cringe as she tried to swallow. She dropped the donut to the floor, grabbing the nearby trash can. Loud retching sounds echoed thorough the room.
"Hina becomes our first eliminated candidate. It looks like its a good start for Class 77B. Let's see who's up next!" Naomi cried, as Hina stumbled toward the peanut gallery, an empty table near the kitchen entrance.
They all turned their attention to the wheel as it spun around and around. Hina's face had been removed, since she had been eliminated from the game. The wheel stopped, the marker being on Kazuichi's face. The boy yelped a bit, as he was pushed toward the box. He reached a hand inside, pulling a crimson ball from within. It had the number one on it.
"Nice choice Kazuichi, this one isn't so bad." Chisa said, entering the kitchen. She came back a second later, with a small tank in her hands. There were several Hissing Cockroaches inside, all of them moving around and hissing loudly. She placed them in front of the boy.
"Oh god, please don't tell me I have to eat this!" he said.
"You do, unless you want to forfeit." the woman said, a grin on her face. It was pretty much telling him that if he forfeit, she would be after him. The boy swallowed hard, grabbing the fattest cockroach of the bunch. He took a deep breath, shoving it in his mouth. He bit down on it, gagging instantly.
"Aw god, it's so crunchy!" he cried. Hiyoko felt faint almost falling out of her chair, though thankfully Sonia caught her. The princess was a little green in the face herself. He swallowed hard, shivering a bit as he sat back down.
"Way to take one for the team Kazuichi! So far we've only lost Aoi Asahina of Class 78B, giving Class 77B a head start. How many other disgusting foods will these teenagers be forced to eat?" Naomi cried. Jin spun the wheel again, everyone trailing it silently with their eyes.
"Mr. Best Seller, you're up next!" the woman cried, pointing to Daisuke. He silently did a prayer, letting go of Sonia and Hiyoko's hands. He reached into the box, grabbing onto a ball. He peeked at the ball through his hands, biting his lip.
"Number 9...Daisuke you are in for a rather delicious treat!" Chisa said, placing a can in front of the boy, along with a spoon. He looked at the can, which didn't have a tag.
"What is this?" he asked.
"This is Chunk Meat, a delicious blend of vitamins and minerals that will help you strengthen hooves!" the auburn haired woman said happily.
"Hooves? This is horse meat?" he cried out in shock.
"No no, this is horse food, not horse meat...I wouldn't feed you that!" the woman said, looking in all directions.
He sighed, grabbing the can opener she had given him. He started opening the large can, not at all looking forward to what was inside. He finally opened the can, looking at the brown soupy mixture inside. He dug his spoon into it, pulling out a chunk from it. It wasn't even liquid, it was stuck in between being a solid and a liquid, almost like a Frosty from Wendy's. He placed the spoon in his mouth, instantly gagging.
"Aw Christ, it tastes like ham." he said, speaking with his mouth full.
"Just eat it man, don't you dare fail me now!" Fuyuhiko cried out.
"Yeah Dais, you can do it!" Akane cried out.
"Eat it, eat it!" Ibuki cried, starting a chant. Daisuke dropped his spoon, grabbing the can with his hands, he tilted it back slowly chugging the brown mixture down.
"Oh god, this is horrible." Kiyotaka cried out. Mondo was trying his hardest not to vomit, and Makoto already looked green. Kyoko, though calm, had a look in her eye that was shouting at people.
Daisuke set the empty can down, letting out a loud burp as he wiped his mouth clean. He held his hand up victoriously as his class cheered him on. He sat back down, groaning a bit in pain.
As the game progressed, the food was getting worse and worse. The Peanut gallery was slowly filling up, as each member of the class was getting sicker. So far, the only people that were left in Class 77B was, Daisuke, Sonia, Hiyoko, Peko, Fuyuhiko, Akane, Nekumaru, Takane, Kazuichi and surprisingly enough, Chiaki. Six of them had already bit the dust. However, the ones left for Class 78B were Makoto, Mondo, Celeste, Sayaka, Leon, Kiyotaka, Sakura, Kyoko and Chihiro. They were one less than Class 77, and they were trying their hardest not to loose.
"This is starting to get good, both sides have taken heavy hits, but I think Mikan's vomit rocket was the best high light. Are you okay sweetheart?" Naomi asked, earning a thumbs up from the girl. She clenched her jaw, grabbing the nearby trashcan, upchucking into it.
"Now that only ten people remain on the red team, and nine on the blue team, we will move on to the main course. A nine course meal consisting of the most disgusting shit you can think of. If you need to vomit do so now, you'll definitely need the space. From now on, no one will get eliminated, those who refuse to eat what they are served, will instead lose a point. The team with the most points at the end wins!" Chisa said, clapping her hands. Daisuke stood up, vomiting into the nearby trash can. He clutched the side of it tightly, emptying his stomach.
"Fuck...you...Chisa." he muttered, glancing at the woman with a sick look. She just gave him a grin.
"Aw, I love you too Dais!" she said lovingly. He wiped his mouth, taking his seat next to Sonia, who was about ready to faint.
"Let's start out with some H'orderves." Naomi said, helping Chisa place the covered plates in front of each remaining student. They all looked at it oddly, pulling the cover off.
Sitting on the plate was something Daisuke hadn't been expecting. It was a medium sized, round object with blue lines going on it. He could tell it had been cooked and it was marinating in some sort of sauce. He saw Sonia poking at it with her finger, while the others looked at it in disgust.
"Well, our first dish is something called Rocky Mountain oysters...these babies were boiled for five hours, and marinated in a zesty garlic sauce...that was sitting out in the sun for at least four days." Chisa said.
"Wait...did you say Rocky Mountain oysters?" Daisuke cried out, earning a nod from the woman.
"You know what this shit is man?" Leon cried out, earning a wide eyed look from him.
"Yeah, this is a dish made in America...it's typically made with...Pig..and Bull...testicles." he said.
Everyone grew silent when he uttered that final words. Fuyuhiko pushed the plate away, crossing his arms.
"Hell no. I am not eating cojones, no way no fucking how!"
"I don't give a fucking shit what you want. We are winning this challenge and that means you have to eat these fucking balls. So stop being a baby back bitch and fucking eat!" Hiyoko shouted, slamming her fist against the table.
"They're already eating man, just do it!" Nekumaru said, grabbing one of the testicles in his hand. He took a huge bite from it, carefully chewing it. Daisuke followed suit, clutching his own in his hand.
"Oh man, you really do know how to make people suffer don't you?" Naomi asked, earning a shrug from Chisa.
"Hey, they asked me to come up with the dishes...if they can't eat it, then just leave." she said simply.
Makoto cringed as he took another bite of his first bull testicle, he still had four more sitting on the plate. He glanced over at the other guys, Leon, Mondo, Kiyotaka and Chihiro, who were all struggling to down the food. The girls were doing just fine, eating each testicle without a second thought.
"Come on guys, they're already half way done, we can't lose this, not know!" Makoto said.
"Yeah man, I get you but fuck...I can't eat balls...I'm sorry." Mondo said.
"Classmate Mondo is correct. Eating testicles is not appropriate in a lunchroom environment!" Kiyotaka shouted firmly.
"Oh just eat them, don't make me stuff them down your gullets you dumb fucks!" Celeste snapped angrily.
"Done!" Daisuke cried, slapping his empty plate onto the table. It was followed by a cacophony of metal plates, each hitting the table at the same time. Chisa smiled brightly.
"Class 77B gets the first point!" she said. Leon spat out the testicle he was eating, slamming his face onto the table. Sayaka frowned, rubbing the boys stomach.
"Wow, that was painful, and it was just the first challenge. Chisa, what's the next meal on the list?"
"Glad you asked Naomi, the first course for tonight is going to be this delicious plate of spaghetti!" the woman said, uncapping the plate.
"That's not spaghetti, those are fucking worms!" Fuyuhiko shouted.
"Ah yes, I call this spaghetti, but it is actually earth worms, served with a saute of moss and fresh herbs, along with a light garlic mint sauce."
"That's not food, it's a disgrace to humanity! How dare you!" Teruteru shouted, trying to jump at the plate, only for Ibuki to hold him down, along with Ryouta, he struggled to break free, suddenly feeling sick again.
Daisuke looked at his plate, seeing all of the worms moving on it. He glanced at Hiyoko who was staring at it wide eyed. She glanced at him, a firm look on his face.
"I swear to god, if we make it through this, you and I are hitting that mattress harder than the asteroid that hit the earth." she said firmly. He nodded, grabbing his fork. They both clinked them and stuck them into the worms, twisting them around.
"Gummy worms, gummy worms, gummy worms." he chanted, shoving the forkful into his mouth. It tasted nothing like he imagined. The worms were soft and crunchy, and really slimy. He shivered, clamping his mouth shut as he tried to swallow the food.
"Done!" Mondo cried, slurping up his last worm. Kiyotaka followed suit, along with the rest of the class.
"What a surprise...Class 78B has a point...both classes are tied now." Naomi cried, clapping for the winners.
Daisuke sighed, spitting out the last of the worms he had been chewing. He had to admit, his friends really put it down. He saw Sayaka grabbing a trash can, sticking her head inside it. He knew there would be way more of that as the challenged went on.
"Alright, you all hungry for the next course? How about a good old slice of pizza?" Chisa said, placing a single platter on the center of each table.
"Finally, something normal!" Akane said. Chisa grinned, pulling up the cover on the platter.
"This is a very special pizza, topped with live crickets, cockroaches and a bit of jelly fish for an extra kick!" she said. Daisuke didn't even wait for her to finish, grabbing a slice. He took a bite from it, pinching his nose. Seeing his determination, the rest of his teammates did the same, downing the thing in seconds.
"That's not fair! We didn't even get to eat ours!" Mondo cried angrily. Kyoko sighed, grateful that she didn't have to actually eat the horrid pizza. Chisa frowned.
"That was too fast, point for Class 77B...let's move on to Course number four. No nine course meal is complete, without some soup!" she said, pulling the cover from the soup she had brought out
"Jesus H!" Naomi cried, backing away from the bubbling soup.
"What the hell is in this?" Jin asked, peeking into the bowl.
"So glad you asked, tonight's soup is made with fresh toenails, along with some blue cheese for flavor, rotting onions and the pink fuzz from Yasuhiro Hagakure's bathroom floor!" she said.
"Oh, so that's where that fuzz went...I was looking for that bro...I wanted to show it to my friends." the clairvoyant said.
"I can't do this...my stomach is gonna need pumping after this." Sonia said, standing up from her seat. She stumbled toward the trash, emptying the contents of her stomach within.
"Hey sweetheart, I'll give you a thousand yen if you kiss her right now." Hiyoko said.
"Ew gross! I love her, but I'm not making out with her after she just puked!" he cried out.
"You ate bull testicles, downed some cricket pizza, and you are worried about tasting puke? You gotta figure out your priorities man!" Mondo said.
"Oh shut up man, eat your soup!" the story teller cried.
After struggling with the soup, Chisa brought out the fifth course, which had been the salad. Normally that would have been perfectly fine, but the salad was just a namesake. It contained nothing but mushy rotting vegetables. Daisuke threw up just from catching a whiff of it. No one took the challenge that time. The sixth course wasn't any better, apparently it had been sirloin steak, except it had been used as a toilet bowl brush before being thrown onto a broiler. After that it was seasoned with skin flakes from the bottom of Sakura's foot.
Class 77B, somehow managed to down the disgusting steak, earning them another point, leaving their opponents in the dust. Now they were all just sitting around, waiting for Chisa to come out with the next meal, the eighth course. Daisuke groaned, his stomach was begging for him to stop. He was pretty sure he had contracted malaria by now.
"Alright fells, here comes the eighth course! Lasagna anyone?" the woman asked, pulling the cover off the plate.
The lasagna, if you could fall it that, looked more like a piece of moldy bread. It was oozing orange sauce with white feta cheese on it. The noodles were completely green in color, and had what looked like moss on top of it. The sight of it was enough to make everyone throw up.
"Goddamn it! My School if full of Puke! Damn it! Shit!" the janitor shouted, trying to smack someone over the head with his mop.
"Jesus, I don't think I'll be able to eat lasagna again after this." Fuyuhiko said, staring at the food on his plate.
"Me...either!" Kazuichi muttered, trying to swallow his puke.
"We gotta...pull...through." Daisuke said, slamming his face into his plate. He started wolfing the lasagna down, his tongue had since then gone numb, so he couldn't taste a single thing. He shoveled it all into his face, hiccuping a bit. He finished the dish, holding his hand up in victory.
"What a trooper, this boy has eaten everything that's been thrown at him...but can he keep it down?" Naomi asked.
Both classes finished at the same time, so the game was still tied. Daisuke sat up, wiping the vomit and lasagna off his face. Everyone looked like hell, no one was happy with the outcome of the event, he screamed in paint, clutching his head.
"Gah...why did I pick this shit? Why? It could have been a rap battle!" he cried, clutching his hair.
"Don't...be a baby...Daisuke!" Akane muttered.
The young woman had somehow downed everything, having taken over for Nekumaru who took himself to the bathroom for the most painful shit of his life. The woman who loved food didn't look so good, she had been the only one not to barf all over the table.
"Alright then...here comes the final meal...is anyone hungry for a wiener?" Chisa asked, pulling the cover off a seemingly normal hotdog. Everyone sighed with relief as they were all passed down.
"Finally, something normal." Hiyoko said, about to eat it. Daisuke put his hand on it, shaking his head.
"This isn't a regular hotdog, what the hell is it made out of?" he asked.
"Glad you asked, while on the outside it looks pink and delicious, the inside is a mixture of bone marrow, shark and pork belly along with coagulated cow blood. The rich pink flavor is actually something we added in when all of the meat was passed through the grinder, developing hotdog slush!" she said happily.
"This bitch is trying to kill me." Fuyuhiko cried out, his eyes widened from the pain.
"Screw that shit, I am not eating this!" Leon said.
"Me too, all of this crap is going to give me the shits for weeks!" Sayaka added, tossing her soiled napkin onto the plate. Everyone followed suit, both teams bowing out of the game.
"Whoa...what do we do now, both teams are still tied?" Naomi asked. Chisa groaned, pulling out a thermos. She grabbed a tray of shot glasses from below it, placing it on the table.
"Fine, this is it. The one who can drink the most shot glasses filled to the brim with skunk urine, cow brain puree and dolphin chunks, wins the entire challenge." she said, pouring out each glass.
"Dolphin chunks?" Peko cried out.
"Skunk urine? Is that even safe to consume?" Sonia cried out. Daisuke stood up, slamming his hand onto the table.
"Christ, if I do this, will you stop torturing us?" he shouted angrily. The woman screamed.
"I didn't mean to upset you Dais, you're my favorite deputy!" Chisa said, giving him a smile. He sighed, knowing he couldn't stay mad at her. Sayaka joined him, the only one willing to actually down the concoction. He gave her a smile, both of them green in the face. They clinked shot glasses, holding them to their lips.
"Bottoms up!" Daisuke said, pouring the mixture into his mouth.
He cringed a bit as it slid down his throat. He grabbed a second on, and then a third and a fourth. Sayaka matched his pace, her hand clutching her chest tightly, trying to steady her beading heart. She set the empty shot glass down, grabbing the nearby trash can to vomit into. Daisuke kept on drinking, chugging down the last seven shot glasses. He held his arms up in the air, falling to the floor.
"Class 77B wins, another victory for the unstoppable 77th Class!" Naomi cried. Daisuke clutched his stomach tightly, puking all over the floor. Sayaka groaned, following suit. It wasn't long before everyone, including the headmaster, emptied their stomachs onto the floor, causing the janitor to faint from shock.
xxx
After spending a week in the hospital detoxing his body, Daisuke was finally able to go home. Sonia was still in the hospital along with a few others of his friends, who were still getting antibiotics for everything they contracted. He sighed, entering his dorm, closing the door behind him.
His class had done it, he had bested all but one class in Hope's Peak Academy. The final showdown was going to happen, the morning of March 29th...two days before the April 1st concert. He just wanted this hell to be over, but he did admit, he was having fun. He fell onto his bed, kicking his boots off his body. He pulled his vest off, tossing it onto the floor.
"God, that was total hell." he muttered. The door opened a second later, and Hiyoko walked in, brushing her still soaking hair. She nudged the door closed with her rump, locking it right after. She walked over to the computer seat, sitting down on it.
"Hey, heard you got discharged today." she said.
"Mhmm...the rest of our friends will get out sometime this week. Let's never ask Chisa to do anything for us again...that bitch tried killing us." he said, earning a giggle from her.
"Yeah, thankfully nothing happened to anyone of us. But you're the real MVP, you drank fucking skunk piss. That makes you a king, or a very wealth janitor." she said.
"That reminds me, I should write a check to the janitor, that poor man not only cleaned up shit. But he also had to clean up copious amounts of puke from the cafeteria floor. I'm gonna avoid that place for awhile." he said, earning a nod from her.
She set Sonia's brush down, standing up in front of her boyfriend. She reached behind her back, tugging the excess parts of her sash until it became undone. She let it fall to the floor, slipping out of her kimono. Daisuke blushed a bit, seeing she wasn't wearing anything underneath. She walked over to him, reaching for his belt.
"Whoa, what are you doing?" he asked.
"Sucking your dick, what does it look like?" she asked, giving him a firm look.
"No I mean, you just went for it, no hesitation." he said.
"I'm your girlfriend, and we've had sex how many times before? Besides, after the gastric pumping I had to go through, I need this. Besides you owe me for that night you impregnated Sonia."
"I didn't impregnate her...she took her pills just in time." he said. She shook her head, undoing his belt.
His erect cock sprung out of his pants, already throbbing with blood. Hiyoko wrapped her dainty fingers around it, her thumb brushing over the head. She smiled a bit, knowing her body alone was enough to make her boyfriend hard. She pumped his length a few times, kissing the tip of his head before taking him into her mouth.
"Ugn...Hiyoko.." he hissed in pleasure, gritting his teeth as the girl swirled her tongue on the tip of his dick.
She bobbed her head, slobbering all over his length. The scent of his body wash assaulted her nose, making her moan a bit. He grabbed a handful of her hair, not caring that she had just finished brushing it. He swept it all into a ponytail, as he helped her with her task. He could feel his dick hitting the back of her throat. He held her there for a few seconds, before she let him go, coughing a bit from lack of air. She breathed heavily, spreading the saliva all over his dick.
"I hate it when you do that!" she cried, panting a bit.
"But you fucking love my dick in your throat, or else you wouldn't let me do it." he said. She grabbed his pants and boxers, pulling them off his body.
She grabbed a hold of his dick again, pumping him a few times, making him groan. She wrapped her breasts around his length, squeezing her mounds over him. He panted hard as she used her breasts to pleasure him. She stuck her tongue out of her mouth, allowing some saliva to fall onto her chest, dousing the head of his penis entirely.
"My boobs finally grew enough for this...do you like it?" she asked softly.
"Yeah, I love it...you know how much I like your boobs." he said, giving her a grin.
He grabbed her arms, making her let go of her breasts. He brought her closer to him, capturing her lips in a kiss. They both moaned loudly, their tongues fighting for dominance. He was squeezing and kneading her rump, giving it a hard slap. His other hand traveled between her legs as he started rubbing her clit. She moaned loudly, pulling away from him. She grinded her hips a bit, his fingers doing deep into her pussy.
"Oh fuck...that feels nice." she said, literally fucking his hand. He increased his speed, pumping his dick at the same time.
She quickly stopped, pulling his hand out of her pussy. She turned around, spreading her legs over his face. She just gave him a sneer, her eyes half lidded as she bit her bottom lip. He rolled his eyes, grabbing her legs tightly as his tongue started running over her cunt.
He used his fingers spread her lips, using his tongue to lick the delicate pink folds that lay within. She moaned loudly, her fingernails digging into his thighs. She panted hard, her lips wrapping around the head of his dick. She bobbed her head rapidly, hoping to make him cum before she came herself.
Daisuke increased the speed of his licks, flicking his tongue over her clit. She moaned loudly, which drove him insane. He could feel his stomach tightening up a bit, the familiar filling feeling entering his mind. He increased his licks, making the young dancer shudder, a sign that she was at her limit. Hiyoko let go of his dick with a pop, moaning loudly as she orgasmed, squirting into his face. He did his best to lick everything up, but his girlfriend was a squirter, so it made it that much harder.
Hiyoko quickly turned around, clasping her lips over his own, using her tongue to lick up her juices. She started kissing his face and neck, using her tongue to lick every single drop off of him. Daisuke had also found out she had a fetish for her own cum, something that weirded him out at first, but he found totally hot the more he saw her do it. She sat on his chest, licking her lips clean, eyes full of ferocity.
"You seriously need to try your own cum...you won't stop eating it after you do." she said.
"For the last time, I'm not doing that. That shit is gross!" he cried, glancing at the wall.
She had tried talking him into do it every time they had sex, and she wasn't getting close to it. She would get him one day.
She grabbed onto his dick, rubbing it against her nether lips before she sat on it, moaning loudly. She started bouncing on it, grabbing onto Daisuke's shoulders tightly.
"Slap my ass, call me a whore!" she shouted, making him roll his eyes. He did as was told, causing her to moan even louder. She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly as she grinded onto his pelvis, his dick being fully hilted. He spread her cheeks apart, thrusting as hard as he could while she bit onto his neck, marking him as her own for the night.
"Fuck...you feel so goddamn good baby." she whispered into his ear.
"So do you, I feel ready to explode." he whispered back. She immediately stopped, pulling herself off his body. She waited for a few seconds, rubbing the head of his dick with her thumb.
The girl lay down in front of him, laying onto her side. He grabbed a hold of her leg, lifting it up a bit as he slid himself in, a gasp escaping their lips. Once again joined together, the boy begun thrusting into her.
Hiyoko screamed loudly, her pussy dripping all over the bed. Daisuke bit into her earlobe, suckling it lightly. The extra lubrication was making him that much hornier. He increased his speed, almost letting go of her leg. Hiyoko was rubbing her clit hard, throwing her head back as she came again, squirting all over the bed. She pulled herself away from Daisuke, quickly pulling his dick into her mouth, cleaning herself off of him.
"You and that goddamn cum fetish." he said firmly.
"Wait until I get a taste of Sonia, I'm gonna driver her into the moon." she said, giving him a grin. She reached under neath the pillow, grabbing a square shaped foil from underneath. She pulled the content from within, placing it over his dick.
"We had fun unprotected, but I know you won't last long." she said, wiping some of the lube off her hands. She lowered herself onto it, gritting her teeth.
Daisuke grabbed a firm hold of her ass again, helping her bounce on his dick. She threw her head back, panting hard as he captured one of her nipples into his mouth. He stood up, turning around so that she was laying onto the bed, laying in a missionary position. He grabbed onto her legs and started thrusting into her, driving her absolutely wild. She was breathing hard, the same tingling sensation drifting through her body. She could see Daisuke clenching his eyes tightly.
"Come on, you can hold on a little longer you puss! Don't you dare come before me!" she cried.
"Wouldn't...dream of it." he said.
He quickened his pace again, the girl throwing her head back on the bed. She screamed loudly for the third time that night, squirting all over Daisuke's lap. He continued thrusting into her, ignoring the blank look on her face. He finally clamped down onto her waist, blowing his load into the condom. He let out a few grunts, as each thick glob pooled around the rubber casing. Hiyoko suddenly sat up, grabbing a hold of the condom still on his dick. She pulled it off, tilting it back letting all of the cum dribble into her mouth. She wrapped her mouth around his dick, cleaning the last of it off.
Daisuke could only watch as his girlfriend was cleaning him off. His mind was still buzzing from all of the pleasure. Hiyoko took a hold of his hand and pushed him onto the bed, pinning his arms above him, his eyes widened when she saw the sneer on her face.
"No wait...don't!" he cried, only for her to press her lips into his own. She used her tongue to shove all of the cum into his mouth, forcing him to swallow it all. She swirled her own tongue around his own, grinding her hips onto his lap. He pulled away, glaring at her.
"What the fuck!" he shouted.
"Told you I would get you!" she said, giving him a wink.
"You are fucking unbelievable." he said, grabbing a change of clothes for a shower.
"Ugh...fine, I'll let you put it in my butt as an apology." she said, grabbing another condom.
"I guess that works." he said, as the two entered the bathroom.
Xxx
Daisuke grinned happily as he walked into his classroom, his friends already present. Hiyoko gave him a happy smile, kissing his cheek. Sonia looked between the two of them, wondering just why she was so happy. Putting two and two together, she quickly understood what had happened. A few of their friends were still in the hospital, in the wake of their eating challenge. Daisuke gave Sonia a kiss, placing the paper on the desk.
"My book has already sold two million copies all over Japan. They were already shipped to North American and Europe...apparently, I'm a likely getting a New York Times best seller award." he said.
"That's wonderful baby, congratulations!" Sonia said happily.
"Yeah man, congrats!" Fuyuhiko said, earning a silent nod from Peko.
"Not just that, look at the headlines for todays paper." he said, opening the paper up, showing a picture of his father Ryusuke.
"Local Stockholder and Stocktrader arrested for various crimes goes to trial today."
"He's already on trial?" Hiyoko asked curiously.
"The Ex-Ultimate Lawyer was able to build a case quick enough. Kyoko also pushed for an early trial date. They don't want him making bail before his trial. So they are putting his ass through the ringer this afternoon. Knowing Kyoko, she already has a game winning strategy." he said.
"Good, that bastard deserves prison life. We should totally head to the Court house and watch that go down. I can score us a rise." Fuyuhiko said.
"I myself would love to witness this. He was a horrible vile man, who convinced a sweet young person to commit suicide. I want to see him lose everything he loves." Takane said firmly.
"I agree, this will make for an interesting anime." Ryouta added.
"Ibuki wants to be there when the judge shouts "He dicho, Caso Cerrado!" she shouted.
"Ibuki, we've been over this, actual judges don't say that." Mahiru said, fixing the lens on her camera.
"Uwah...I know, but it just sounds so cool...I love Spanish television!" she said, crossing her arms, her twintails moving in all directions.
"Still we should go see this go down...I'll pay for ice cream!" Daisuke said.
"Alright, what are we waiting for, let's go!" Ryouta said, shoving his tablet into his small bag. Daisuke rolled his eyes. He was just glad the man was finally getting his comeuppance. He would enjoy every single moment of it, for the rest of his life.