Been a while huh!?
Thursday 19th
Mid-day
Shibuya
"Okay, is everything in place?" Akira asked, the whole group meeting at a bridge connected to the train station.
~let's check… Yusuke painting?~
"Check!" Morgana nodded, Natsu holding a covered canvas labeled poorly with the word BLANK.
~evidence of the crimes?~
"Check," Ryuji replied, he, Haru and Shiho pulling out their phones, each having various pictures of the three incriminating artists caught in the act. Nice camouflage by the way Haru!"
"Thank you," she replied. I studied a bit of psychic power and found out about illusions beforehand."
"I'm surprised none of you got caught," Ann said.
"They were… really into their work to notice.." Shiho murmured, shivering slightly.
~ok all that leaves is the Fana- where's Yusuke?~
Taking a look over and mental roll call, Akira was surprised to find the sticky blunette not with the group. before any of them could speak up, however, Yusuke managed to reach the group, Yuki skipping behind him.
"Where were you two?" Mishima asked.
"Apologies for the tardiness, we were a bit delayed on the way here." was Yusuke's answer. "I have managed to get a suitable amount of material for this "Fan-art" though, with the help of Yuki of course."
~perfect. How long until the arrest takes place?~
"About two to three weeks from now, when the exhibit ends."
~and how long will it take for you to make the piece?~
"Given that I require about a day or two to read the material, I'd say… a week and a half."
"Geez, what kind of material did you buy?" Ryuji said, taking a peek into Yuki's bag. The blonde went concerningly silent for a minute or two before he bursts out laughing hysterically.
"W-what the!?" Ann shouts out. "Don't cackle like that in public!"
"HOLY SHIT!" Ryuji yelled, taking a breath. "Of all the possible choices, you picked THAT one!? This is too perfect!"
~what, what is it!?~
"Ah! It's a rather breathtaking tale. Two angels, fallen and lost their way, must take arms against the evils of the society they're in, with the aid of a priest and valuable sidekicks."
"... did one of the angels look like a goth and the other a blonde?" Akira asked, unsure as to what the answer was.
"As a matter of fact, yes, one does look gothic. And the other angel is blonde."
~and do they use swords? Guns?~
"Yes, rather off-putting weapons, but they do wield them with grace an-" Yusuke couldn't even finish as, surprising the whole group, both Akira and Arata join in with Ryuji in a laughing fit.
"Hey!" Shiho shouts out, trying to get the trio to calm down.
~he chose that one… HE CHOSE THAT ONE!~ Arata yells out.
"Let's get somewhere that's a bit more… private." Haru said, noticing the scene that the group was gradually making. Grabbing Ryuji and Akira, the group left the area, a laughing godling trailing behind them. Unaware of the gaze of two very intrigued individuals.
Later on, the group managed to make it to the shopping district, the trio of laughers, finally calming down, apologizing to Yusuke in the process.
~seriously though, you picked Panty and Stocking of all things!?~
"WHAT!?" all the girls beside Yuki yelled in unison.
"Panty and Stocking with Garterbelt; it's an anime that recently got a manga version." Akira clarified.
" The whole show's a censorship nightmare!" Ryuji continued "there's implied sex, tons of violence, and a shit ton of swearing in it."
~and the best part is that it looks so cartoony that you would have mistaken it for a girl's kid show at first glance.~
"Why is that a thing!? And how do you two know it!?"
"We had a friend back in Inaba who used to watch it a long time ago. Babysitting stuff."
"Anyways, let's change the subject, I'm getting uncomfortable hearing this," Shiho said, while the group bicker about, Ryuji wandered off to a small crowd not too far ahead.
~uh, guys, Ryu ghosted on us.~
"Huh? Ryuji- where'd he go now!?" Ann groaned, looking around for the bumblebee.
"Found him!" Morgana said from Akira's bag, pointing his paw at the male in question waving them over. Curious, the party meets with him behind the small crowd. As they get closer, they hear a stunningly beautiful melody of strings grow louder, somehow both soothing and invigorating them.
"Hey, guys." Ryuji simply said. "Can you guys back me up?"
~oh god… what are you gonna do now?~
"You'll see." just as he said this, the song ends and the crowd cheer and clap. Just when it died down, Ryuji took a deep breath, ready to yell.
"Oh no, don't embarrass-" Ann said halfway before going wide-eyed at what Ryuji said next.
"You're note's are a bit off, SHITTYGAMI!" Ryuji yelled out, causing major silence from both the group and the crowd. Everyone in the crowd looked at him either in surprise, or offended indignation.
"How dare you say that!?"
"Who the hell do you think you are!?"
"The hell'd you just say, punk!?"
In a rising uproar of rage at the blonde's actions, the crowd looked ready to tear him a new one...
"Silence!" an elegant, accented voice spoke, making everyone do as commanded "There is only one person who has called me any form of slander…." the crowd disperses partway, revealing a teenage girl, not much older than the rest of the group, with Crimson hair wrapped in a braid, a simple Qipao dress and dark crimson leggings with black slippers. Her silver eyes bore through the cleared path to Ryuji. Resting a black viola on her shoulders like a baseball bat, she sauntered over right in front of Ryuji. "...Bakamoto…"
"Shittygami," Ryuji said back straight-faced.
Both looked at each other, neither backing out of the intense stare, before one snickered, then started laughing lightheartedly.
"It's been too long, Ryuji. For a second I thought you were someone else." the girl said.
"C'mon Tatsumaki, it'll take more than some hair dye to change this guy!"
"Still as headstrong and vulgar as before."
~the fuck's happening!?~ Arata whispered loudly to the others, only getting shrugs in response.
"Oh, right! Guys, this is Tatsumaki Shishigami. Tatsumaki, these are my friends."
"It's a pleasure to meet you all."
"Um… nice to meet you too?" Ann replied weakly. "Sorry, I'm a bit lost; who… are you exactly?"
"N-not to be offensive or anything!" Shiho quickly added.
"It's quite alright, most people refer to me as my stage name. Have you heard of Shinku Tsukiyomi?" at that, most of the group put two and two together.
"You're Tsukiyomi!? No way! I LOVE your work!"
"Yes, yes, thank you. There's no need for that."
"Wait, I'm still confused," Akira said.
"That makes two of us," Mishima added, not noticing the girl in question staring at him.
"Wait…" Ann said. "How does Ryuji know you personally?"
"Tatsu and I were bandmates back in grade school," Ryuji answered proudly. "We were the best in our class, so good that we had our own strings section."
~you can play?~
"You can play? Everyone asked incredulously.
"Yeah, I'm a bit out of practice, but I can still play."
"We were both adequately talented in stringed instruments. I personally excelled in the more elegant series, such as viola and harps." Tatsumaki clarified. "Ryuji was more on the bass and classical strings… especially the banjo."
"Why a banjo?" Haru asked.
"Please do-"
"Because I Can-jo!" Ryuji smirked stupidly, causing a few Snickers from the crowd…. Oh right.
"Let's talk at a place that's a bit less… crowded. I'd rather rest for that collaboration concert than to drain myself here any longer."
Meanwhile…
"Sojiro, I think I have a lead on how those cards were nostalgic," Kawakami said, taking out a folder, Tae, Schala, and Serge chuckling at the two's interaction.
"Sadayo, you are testing my patience right now; I have work to do! At least wait until after hours to-" before Sojiro could continue, the ringing of the doorbells echoed through the cafe, a group of people following in.
"Is this… Cafe Leblanc'?" one of them said.
"I think so…" another replied.
"Welcome to Cafe Leblanc', how may I help you?"
"Told you this was the place." as the group talked more and more, Schala and Serge went from amused to stoic, and slowly their expressions turned more vexed at the sight of the rather familiar group.
"Oh, it's you lot." Schala hissed lowly, Serge growled under his breath as well.
"OH! Um… hi, Mr. Amamiya, Mrs. Kurusu…." one of the females said, awkwardly greeting the irate couple, suddenly, a lone girl of the group zipped passed, and hugged both. This seemed to please both parents for a moment.
"Nanako! It's so glad to see you, darling!" Schala greeted.
"Hi, miss Schala! Mr. Sergey!" the brunette replied cheerfully.
"Uh, you lot know each other?" Sojiro asked confused.
"They're a group of teenagers from back in Inaba. Heartless, lethal, and complete heartbreakers all of them." Schala droned out monotonously, the group flinching at every word. "All except for this little cutie right here~!" she finished cheerfully, pinching Nanako's cheek.
"Miss Schala! I'm 17!"
"And you're still as innocent as an angel, dear!"
"*cough* so, what brings you here?" Kawakami said, trying to get the ball rolling again.
"We're here for a collaboration show with a popular strings musician."
"Oh, that's wonderful Teddie!"
"We all got invited to come, and well, we were hoping to see if we could meet Akira in the process…" Nanako stopped, turning beet red at what she just said. "I-I mean-"
"Oh don't worry Nanako. We've told you already, you have our blessing."
"I-wha-a-I-I-" she stuttered more, falling down a spiral of embarrassment.
"Um… Mrs. Kurusu-" the silver-haired man started.
"What do you want." like a full-on switch, Schala's mood did a complete 180 as she looked on to the group.
"About… that time, years ago-"
"You're still not off the hook, Narukami." Schala said lowly, making the man flinch. "None of you are, Especially you Rise."
"But-"
"But nothing! You not only broke my baby boy's heart, but you betrayed him the second you thought something was wrong! And now what, you wanted to apologize now that he was proven innocent!?"
"Wait, what?" Sojiro asked, but was cut off by the look Serge was giving him, which screamed: "drop the subject". Sojiro silently complies.
"Umm…" Kawakami voiced out, scooting towards the door. "So… I see you have some… issues that you need to talk about, so… I'll get out of your hair… we'll talk later Sojiro!"
"Bye!" and with that, Kawakami exited the shop, closing the door the very second the sound of shouting began once more.
"What did she mean by that?" Kawakami wondered aloud.
"Okay, see you at the concert later!" Ryuji shouted out, the group and Tatsumaki going their separate ways.
"I'd be insulted if you didn't Bakamoto!"
"Later!" and with that, the group left the area.
"Hey, when's the concert?" Yuki asked.
"She said it ends on the 3rd of march."
"that's the day after the gallery ends," Yusuke adds in.
~That's way more time than needed, but we should finish this soon.~
"Right. Let's prepare for our heist everyone."
~got it. Thanks for your help, you two.~ Arata said, nodding at the two Manania.
"No problem, Arata!" Natsu nodded back.
"We'll leave the rest to you!" Yuki added, both manania slowly phasing away into little glowing orbs, both merging into Arata's being.
"...Are they… going to be alright?" Ann asked, a bit worried.
~oh no, they're fine, that's just what happens when manania are called back to their owners.~
"Ah, okay."
"Okay, so we post the calling card tomorrow! Everyone, get prepared by then." Morgana announced.
"Right!" everyone agreed simultaneously.
Evening
Leblanc's
Sighing as the trio went up to their room, Akira, Morgana, and Arata laid down on the bed in the attic/room, looking onto Akira's phone.
RenRen: So, who's gonna do the calling card?
Ryu: I call dibs!
Ann: I don't know…
Floof: what's the problem, he did well the first time.
Ryu: Yeah!
Ann: that's only because Ms. Kawakami helped him out.
Yuuki: now that I think about it… where is Ms. Kawakami? We haven't talked to her outside of school in a long while…
RenRen: I heard she's currently talking with some old friends of hers.
Shiho: where did you hear that?
RenRen: Arata
Yusuke: hello? Is this the right group chat?
RenRen: hey Yusuke. Welcome to the chat.
Yusuke: ah, thank goodness. I rarely use my phone since Ristuka usually steals it..
Ryu: hmm… well if I can't do it, then maybe Yusuke can?
Yusuke: I can do what?
Floof: we're deciding on who should make the calling card.
Yusuke: then I can't be the one to do it; they'll recognize my handwriting immediately.
Ryu: then I'll make the message, and you make it look cool!
Yuuki: that's something we can all agree with!
Taking a moment to laugh out some levity from the joke, Akira continued typing.
Ryu: sidetracking a bit… Arata? Akira?
RenRen: what?
Ryu: there's… something going on here…
Ann: what is it?
Ryu: so… you know my persona, Captain Kidd, right?
Floof: yes… go on…
Ryu: he's… currently raiding my mini-fridge in front of me… is that normal?
RenRen: the raiding part of the persona part?
Ryu: the persona thing…
RenRen: Nah, Arsene and Zorro are here with us too.
Ann: OH THANK GOD! I thought I was hallucinating!
Shiho: good to know…
Yuuki: nice to know I'm not the only one.
Floof: what's going on?
Yusuke: yes, is there something wrobvsifuhf
RenRen: Yusuke?
Yusuke: … it appears that Goemon is sitting right next to me…
Floof: wait I'm still confused…
RenRen: we can see and interact with our persona in this world… though only in places we deem are "safe". Arata called them Domains.
Floof: aw…
Ryu: don't worry Haru, you'll get a persona in due time! In the meantime, you're strong on your own!
Yuuki: wasn't there that one time you made a snobby girl at our school grope one of the nerdy students yesterday?
Shiho: I'm sorry… WHAT?
Floof: MOVING ON!
Ryu: So I make the message, and Yusuke will make it awesome!
RenRen: Arata and Morgana are ready to leave and put everything into place.
Yusuke: very well, be sure to send it over.
Ann: alright, here's hoping we finish this!
Lowering his phone, Akira sighed "Alright, you two are sure you don't need my help?"
~yeah, no we got this. You need your rest though… a lot of rest if we're to fight all three of them.~ Arata shuddered.
"Yeah, Go to sleep, Akira. We've got this."
~If it is of any consolation, master…~ Arsene spoke up, rising from his spot he was in previously. ~since you are linked to Arata, it technically makes him my master as well. If you wish, I shall accompany him for aid.~
"Sure thing. Thanks Arsene."
~But of course.~
Nodding in contempt at this, Akira closed his eyes and fell into slumber. As he pulled fully to sleep, the godling, cat, and persona nodded, grabbing the pieces of the plan and slinking out the window into the darkness… but before they could get far…
~leaving without a goodnight kiss, beloved?~ a familiar elegant voice spoke out, causing Arata to whip his head around, catching a glorious sight. There in front of them floated a girl who looks close to Arata's age, silver and pink hair tied to twin buns contrasted the dark reds and purples of her gothic lolita like attire. Her pink and purple eyes met his silver as the male godling smiles widely.
~how could I forget such an important thing like that?~ Arata quipped, zipping to her and pecking her on the lips. ~how long have you been here?~
~just recently, Nanako and I have managed to find a place near here.~
~aww. Nan's here too? Sweet! now our chosen are back as a pair Molly.~ Arata cheered, pecking once more to the now named Molly's cheek.
~there's just one problem…~
~uh oh…~
~unfortunately, we had to take the whole group with her for "security reasons" or whatever.~ Molly hissed out, air quoting uncaringly. ~Teddie's here, but the investigation flunkies are as well. I would advise against meeting them right now.~
~duly noted.~
"Hey… who's this lady?" Morgana said, deciding to intervene. "And will this take long? We're burning moonlight!"
~Ah, right. Morgana, Arsene, this is Molly Phantomhive, the Godling of Souls!~
~and this chaos monkey's lovely fiance.~
"Ah… I see." Morgana simply said, nodding slowly.
...
"FIANCE!?"
Friday 18th
Mid-day
Shibuya
Down at the Art exhibit…
"Uh, Mr. Madarame, sir… a word please?" one of the artist's employees waved over the old plagiarizer. "There's something urgent you need to discuss…"
"What is it? I'm busy.." Madarame asked, waving off the press and excusing himself for the moment.
"Well, sir… we found this outside." the employee handed out a familiar red and black card a rather intimidating logo glistening on one side.
" a letter?"
"It's… uh…" taking the card, Madarame read out the contents.
"Ichiryusai Madarame, Chado Chadomaru, and Ritsuka Kagutsuki, great sinners of Vanitywho're talents have been exhausted and misused. You have used your authority to shamelessly steal the ideas of your pupils, augmented this debauchery through drugs and alcohol implements, and exploited the innocence of your pupils in various have decided to make you confess your crimes with your own mouths. We will take your distorted desires without fail. From the Phantom thieves." Madarame spoke… and erupted in anger. "Who the hell wrote this garbage!?"
"There are also notes and messages next to said messages, they all saying "the furthest corner of the darkness of new" with a bunch of arrows on a map to the back of the exhibit."
"Chado! Ritsuka, come over here!" curiously concerned as to why the old man was calling them so urgently, the two arrived next to him.
"What's the deal, old man? Something wrong?" Chado asked confused out of his mind.
"Of course something's wrong! Do you know who wrote this!?"
"Hell No, I've been… scoping out… some inspiration for my next piece."
"And I've been up all night working on my newest portrait draft for a wedding piece," Ritsuka added in, equally confused.
"Then whose doing is this!?"
"We don't know! The same letter and messages were posted everywhere!"
Before they could talk any further, Madarame noticed out of the corner of his eye, more and more people leaving the place in a fit of disturbance and disgust.
"To think he would secretly be into that sort of thing." one passerby said.
"Those pieces smelled of booze and smokes!"
"That painting seemed too naughty to be a simply nude painting…"
"And that big piece? I swear I've seen that somewhere before… it reminds me of something."
Frantic at the leaving fans, all three artists, the employee, and Yusuke paired with Arata all closed in at the back of the scene, where many people were walking away from more disgusted than intrigued.
Then they saw it. Three pieces in the very back of the exhibit titled "The Sins in Plain Sight" one was a complete piece of Yusuke, looking away with his legs spread, a bouquet of roses being the only cover for the naked figure's crotch area, the second was an abstract warzone: many erratic and brutish shades of red, black and browns clashing with greens and purples, giving off a nightmarish haunting aura, which also reeked of the smell of alcohol and smoke ashes. The biggest of the trio stood a massive mini mural, two angelic females, wielding undergarments turned weapons against two demonic females, a priest, a human, and a cackling devil covered the rest of the piece.
"What." Chado started
"THE," Ritsuka added
"HELL IS THIS!?" Madarame shouted out in rage.
"Oh, my poor Yusuke! Why are you here!? I left you high above my bed last night!" Ristuka jabbered on, weeping comically at the piece, which subtly made Yusuke scooch a bit further away from them.
"Why the hell is my "War and Chaos" piece here!? It was a surprise commission- that's where my shit went!?"
"What on earth is going ON!? I-I can't take credit for this! Someone set this up to spite me!"
"S-Sensei!? What's going on?" Yusuke asked, pretending he wasn't there before. "W-what? Why is-"
"Yusuke, my darling, don't look at this sinful slander they've done to you!"
"WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON THE ASSHATS WHO DID THIS-"
"Calm down you two!" Madarame silenced the other artists. "It's fine Yusuke. Some art haters probably put these up to damage our reputation."
"U-um, sir…"
"What about the security cameras?"
"There was no sign of the culprit! All we saw was a cat in the recordings!"
"GRRAAGH!"
"U-uh… sir?"
"What now!?"
"A-about these…"
"Are you insinuating that this slander is true!?"
"N-no, sir!"
"I've heard enough, Remove these at once!" Madarame ordered. "And take these pieces away!"
"Right away sir!"
The world fizzles to darkness, leaving Yusuke and Arata to see the three shadow criminals seething in rage.
"Those little punks want a war, huh!? Then they've got one!" shadow Chado roars.
"Yusuke, you're about to be taken away from me… if that will happen, then i'll just grab one last thing… that i'll treasure forever and ever…" Shadow Ristuka cried out.
"It's those damn brats' doing, isn't it!?" Shadow Madarame growled. "This means nothing, they'll only be able to get away with this until the exhibit's over."
The world returning to normal, Yusuke walks away silently to the rest of the group, who were hiding by the entrance.
"Will that suffice?" Yusuke asked.
"Perfect!" Morgana said.
~let's roll!~
Shit hit the fan… AGAIN.
As soon as they reappeared in the palace, they were almost jumped by 20 guards at once. After narrowly avoiding them all, the phantom thieves made it to their latest checkpoint, which just so happens to be near the treasure.
Managing a successful capture of the treasures, with teamwork and stealth, they managed to snag them without alerting the three shadow rulers standing in front of the pedestals of the treasures.
Then the alarms went off.
Running out the window into the high rooftop of the museum, the group safely navigated the criss-cross puzzle of a building and arrive back at the garden halfway point. Looking at the goods they grabbed, the team is surprised to find that they were all fakes, Yusuke, named Fox by the group earlier, noticing at the last second the security gates reactivating saved the group from getting shocked, but now the team faces the three rulers and several guards, each holding a different treasure.
"Looking for these, Blueballs!?" Shado Chado mocked, each guard showing the exact treasures: a pure gold ring with diamonds embedded in it, an actual human child version of Yusuke, and a shockingly familiar painting, with a major change to it.
"Oh, Yusuke~ It's been SO lonely without you, and I might be taken away soon, I just wanted to say one thing…" Shadow Ritsuka mumbled.
"Oh, and what would that be?"
"I want your innocence!" she screamed. "I Love You, I loved you the moment I laid eyes on you all those years ago! If I don't do this now, then I'll never be able to do it; come with me! Yusuke, I'll give you my innocence as well!"
"...The hell does she mean?" Skull asked
~... oh. OOOOH! You're sick lady!~
"What!? What is it!?"
~she wants his V-card!~
…
…
"EEEW!" Noir gagged lightly.
"You're sick you know that!?"
"You're 21 years old! It wouldn't have worked even if I did like you romantically!" Fox whined incredulously, causing the rest of the group to look back and forth between the two...
~ 21 Ye- YOU'RE A THOT AND A PEDOPHILE!?~
"Your sick bitch!" Skull shouts out.
"ENOUGH!" Shadow Madarame shouts.
"What made you change like this!? Is it because you became famous?" Fox demanded. "Can't you understand how much it pains me to inquire about the crimes of my foster father!?"
"Now that I think back… the only reason why I took you in… was because of your mother…" Madarame started. "That woman never lost her passion for painting, even after her husband died, Her skills and talents were quite astonishing, so I took her in. your mother and her creations- They're all MY works of art!"
"How low can you sink, old man!?" Panther said.
"I suppose I can give you the last gift before death; a glimpse of the REAL ''Sayuri"! Enjoy your last look!" with a snap of his fingers, the guard holding the treasure raised it in the air, revealing-
*Thonk!*
A painting that was snagged, yes SNAGGED by what appeared to be a giant…
"Was that a… Giant Boomerang!?" Akuma exclaimed in surprise, everyone present just as much so.
"So THIS is the so-called "Sayuri" that I've been hearing nonstop about?" a new voice shouts out alarming everyone. Two, in particular, found the voice oddly familiar.
~I would Seem So, Milady.~
"Well then, I do believe you lost your leverage old-timer. You there! The one in black!" the voice said, revealing two cloaked figures, one of them floating, holding both the frighteningly large boomerang and the Treasure… who then proceeded to toss said Treasure to Joker, which he easily catches.
"WHAT!?"
"Sayuri… Mom!" Fox shouts, gazing into the painting in disheartening sadness.
~You have gone too long with this charade of power, mongrels.~ the floating figure snapped her fingers, the other two guards roaring in pain as black lightning surges through them. ~we'll be taking that also. ~ with another snap, the two guards throw the other treasures up into the air. With a strong swing, the gigantic boomerang took flight once more, snagging the two items like the painting.
~that woman knew she would sooner or later die off, so she made one last portrait for her son to leave behind; for him and him alone. You sir, who served as her murderer, are unworthy to wield such a prized painting.~
~WHAT!?~
"He stole something THAT personal!?" Skull shouts out.
"... he… what?" Fox said simply
"Not only that, but that bulky guy is even worse… he..he-"
~committed necrophilia.~
"Oh god, I'm gonna throw up," Akuma shouted, nearly letting loose the growing bile in his throat
"And you, girl! You cremated her and kept the ashes to yourself!"
"Oh come on! Why would anyone do that!?" Panther shouts as well, pointing at Ritsuka.
"Why the hell did you say our shit out loud!?" Chado roared. "And How the hell did you know about that at all!?"
~your souls are so easy to read, it's more of an insult at this point. You lot really should stop wearing your sins on your sleeves.~
"Sensei… what did she mean… when she said, murderer…" Fox stated. "I've heard that you destroy your "art" when they outgrow their usefulness… did that include my mother as well..?"
"..."
"ANSWER ME, MADARAME!"
"She just so happened to have a seizure in front of me… that was when a thought crossed my mind." Madarame smirked. " If I just leave her be, and not call for help, then I get to have her work without any strings attached. It just so happened that my apprentices took a rather fond liking to her as well…"
"No… You let her die!?" Noir asked in surprise.
"She was physically weak, so no one would doubt it if she dropped dead by a mere seizure. Didn't you find it odd, Yusuke, that I discovered your talents by the age of three?"
~so you're finally spilling the truth…~
"We only kept you around was so that you could never find out the truth behind the Sayuri painting!'' Chado laughed cockily.
"You killed her… disgraced her…. Desecrated her…" a white mist began to form from Fox's feet, slowly rising up around him, black frost and icicles began crystallization around the seething Thief. This doesn't go unnoticed by Reaper, who looks more worried at Fox than mad at the shadow rulers.
~uh… Fox… ~
"The artistic talents you inherited from your mother were a delightful miscalculation, though… it's much easier to steal ideas from brats who won't talk back to adults." the black ice grew gradually more rigid, some icicles floating upwards and orbiting around Fox the more Madarame talked.
~Fox…~
"It's thanks to you that I came up with the idea, You have my gratitude."
Hands clenched around his sword, Fox was about ready to lunge at the man, but before he could do that-
~Utopia!~
A sudden feeling of ease came over him, a soothing chime of bells echoed through his ears as his tension lessens greatly.
~oh thank god, i thought I was too late.~
"Too late for what?" Joker asked.
"Hmm…" Yusuke chuckled, then chuckles turned into laughter. Releasing the hand holding the sword, he looked on at the three shadow rulers.
"Yusuke?" Shinobi asked, concerned at the sudden shift the male in question just had.
"I thank you, Madarame… Chado… Ritsuka…" Fox started. "every reason to forgive you has disappeared without a trace at this very moment! You aren't some rotten artists… you all are less than that! I will end you, right here! RIGHT NOW!" Raising his hand, ice formed nigh instantaneously around him, orbiting at rapid speeds. "I will take back what's mine, even if it means going through YOU!" with a wave of his hand, the Icicles morphed into ice swords and like an arrow shot from a bow, they each impaled all the guards, the rulers only being knocked back by the barrage.
"So you have chosen to defy me!? SO BE IT!" Shadow madame shouts out, all three shadow rulers became engulfed in darkness. "I'll make you regret ever leaving your mother's womb!"
This took a while, but this time I have a decent excuse!
I'm waiting for P5R and P5S to come to English.
There I said it.
TBH.