Keitaro went down like a rock. He didn't inherit any of Naru's brawling strength and was still the same wuss he was before Ian was born. Ema had to help the injured Keitaro to his feet who was trickling with blood out his nose. Ian rubbed his knuckles making an angry face.
" Ian, why did you hit your own father?" Goro asked wondering if he really wanted to know the answer.
" Because he's a self arrogant bastard," Ian replied.
" I gathered that. But why?"
" Because he keeps leaving us to go on his archeological digs and leaves mommy to worry."
Ian stared at his father's face. A black eye was made. Ian was wonder if he should renew it. But Keitaro clapped his hands together and apologized.
" I'm sorry I'm always away Ian, but history is very important to me. I'm sorry I can't always be there with you and the family."
" Like you even care. You never write - you never call - do you know how many of my birthdays you've missed?"
" Your father is very sorry, Ian," Aunt Ema said. " He didn't mean for you to feel unwanted and abandoned, but work was very important. He needed to provide for the family."
" Who the hell are you?" Ian exclaimed.
" It's me, Aunt Ema."
" No you're not. Aunt Ema is no where near as pretty as you."
" Oh, you think I'm pretty Ian? Thank you. I have been going to the salon much more recently getting manicures and other stuff."
" Well you've never looked better, Ema."
" Yes," Goro said. " You look pretty enough to be a pornstar."
" Oh my goodness!"
Ema, Ian, and Goro - Keitaro couldn't because it hurt his neck when he did it - turned around it hurt his neck - turned around and saw Shinobo standing in a one piece blue dress and wearing a straw hat. She wasn't alone. Her husband Kentaro was with her. For some reason Shinobo was crying when she saw Ian and Goro. Then Ian remembered the black eye on his fathers face.
" Um...hi," Ian said making the best happy expression he could.
He didn't fool Shinobo. She was scared of Ian. Her own nephew and she was scared of him. Goro leaned into Ian's right ear and whispered to him, " Ian, remind me why she's married to this guy again?"
Ian whispered in his ear. " Kentaro tried going to the Hinata Inn to win Naru back, but she was gone. So Kentaro cried in the broom closet. Shinobo found him, made him tea, and they connected. Three years later they were married. There."
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Meanwhile, Daisuke and Mr. Bianchi were playing Daisuke's game. So far Daisuke had three creatures laid out on the field, Mr. Bianchi himself had two creatures laid out. Mr. Bianchi talked about business the entire game.
" So about these investors I was telling you about -"
" Do not waste your turn with tedious discussion," Daisuke said. " Spin."
Mr. Bianchi froze when Daisuke said that, but he spun the spinning top with only five numbers on it. The top landed on 3, so Mr. Bianchi moved his miniature statue three spaces. It was Daisuke's turn.
" As I was saving, you're looking at a beautiful investment opportunity. We can make your ideas go viral, all you need to do is pocket extra cash."
" You were distracted. I move four spaces, pass the Elysium, pocket two hundred coins. I'll then call one of my creatures to the field, Two-Headed Werewolf."
" Gracious. Where did you ever come up with the idea a werewolf should have two heads."
" From Naruto. A kid needs his inspiration, and what better than something that doesn't make any sense. Your turn."
" Okay. It's a two. Oops, looks like I landed on one of your creature's. What do you call this creature again? Carnivorous Fairy? Death Fairy?"
" Carnage Faerie. She will bite your right arm off."
" Oh dear. Is there any chance I can get the arm back? Maybe with a rod of resurrection?"
" You're missing Fairy tales with make belief. If you lose your arm then you weren't meant to have it."