ANOTHER ONE! Hey, UknownHero here and welcome to another chapter of Senran Persona. Missed April Fools by a few days. Unfortunate.

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That means Senran Persona: Ninjas of Hearts is on TV Tropes! I think. I don't remember where I got these numbers…

No questions for this chapter! Time to raise your very own hikikomori!

Load Game…Start!


Chapter 95: How to Train Your Hikikomori 1


(8/23, Daytime)

(Shibuya, Shin Megami Apartment Complex)

"Zzzzz..." Homura snored out. She was having a pleasant dream about doing a tango with tigers in a gladiatorial arena when...

"Homu-neechan! Wake up!" Asuka called out.

SPLASH!

"Wuh...?" Homura groaned out while rubbing her head. "What the...did we fall asleep in the bath again?" She soon asked.

"Only for a few minutes." Asuka giggled out. "And we didn't even use a bath bomb this time." She then added.

"Heh, I guess this is the first full day where we can relax." Homura giggled. "Futaba is safe! No collapse of the economy! No Medjed hanging over our heads! It was just some jerk trying to have a bigger penis than what he really got." She then reminded

"H-Homu-nee..." Asuka mumbled with a blush. "We better finish our bath before we get all wrinkly." She then suggested.

"Hai. The water was starting to get lukewarm anyways." Homura replied in agreement.

"Hmm...I wonder how Futaba-chan's doing?" Asuka got out as she washed her adopted sister's back.

"I'm sure she's fine, Sis. Akira and Makoto are there." Homura reminded in a casual manner. "Though with Miyabi and Yusuke, I'm not so sure." She then admitted.

"How come?" Asuka then asked as she dumped a pail of water to wash off the remaining soap suds.

"We both know how Yusuke is." Homura bluntly pointed out.

"Yusuke-kun isn't that bad Homu-neechan. He's just...eccentric." Asuka awkwardly corrected, though was unsure of it herself.

"In more ways than one, that's for sure." Homura muttered under her breath.

Asuka blinked. "...In what ways?" She soon asked.

"...Don't know, but I doubt he's the best person to start Futaba's socialization training with." Homura admitted with a shrug.

"Let's just wait and see what happens." Asuka soon decided.

SPLASH!

Eventually, the sisters got out of the bath and began drying themselves off.

BZZT! BZZT!

"Huh?" Asuka got out as the two looked at their phones. It seems the others were having a conversation on the group chat.

[Road2Queen: Futaba can you open up?]

[Alibaba9: Open what?]

[All4Painting: The front door.]

[DarkEyeXI: I can see you in the window looking down at us, young lady!]

[Alibaba9: No you can't.]

[Road2Queen: Won't you come too, Akira? We're in front of Boss's house.]

[DarkEyeXI: Futaba Sakura, you open the door this instant, young lady or so help me!]

[Alibaba9: No.]

[DarkEyeXI: That's it. I'm both respecting your privacy by asking but asserting my authority as your friend by coming in anyway!]

[Alibaba9: Wait, what? Don't break my door down with a battering ram!]

[DarkEyeXI: ...What are you talking about? Hm...then again, I guess my model minigun could be used as a battering ram now that I think about it...]

[Alibaba9: Don't!]

[Road2Queen: Akira! Hurry!]

The two couldn't help but sweatdrop at the texts between the Advisor and the newest members. "M-Maybe we should help them..." Asuka muttered out.

"Don't worry about it, our turns are later in the week." Homura reminded. "So, why do you wanna work on getting a tan Sis?" She soon asked to change the subject.

"Oh! So we can match even more as sisters!" Asuka happily and innocently replied.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Immediately for Homura, it felt as though she was shot in the chest three times as she clenched it in an over dramatic manner. "I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die from cuteness alone and I'm gonna die happy! But then my precious sister will be sad if I die and that'll make me sad so I shall continue living with a constant heart attack!" She mentally struggled out in a strained tone.

"Homu-neechan?" Asuka got out in innocent concern.

"I-It's nothing Sis...h-how about we go out to eat?" Homura soon suggested.

"Sure! Big Bang Burger?" Asuka replied, followed by the suggestion.

"Nah, let's go somewhere nicer." Homura replied before smirking. "I think we got enough money to go to that buffet place again." She then suggested.

Asuka immediately grinned at the idea. "I would like that!" She happily replied. "Do you have the money to pay for it as well?" She soon asked.

"I think we do." Homura replied as they looked at their wallets. "Wow, we really have a lot left." She admitted.

Suddenly, Asuka gasped. "We can pay for each other's meals!" She soon declared.

"But...that's..." Homura tried to correct, only to see the sparkles in her sister's eyes. "Aw, you're too precious right now. Let's get dressed and head for the Wilton Hotel." She soon confessed and decided.

"Oooooh! It's been a while since we've been there!" Asuka responded with a smile. "Hopefully there won't be any assholes there this time." She then added.

"Oh, I doubt that, but they can shove their sticks and money up-" Homura happily began before coughing to stop herself from getting too detailed.

"Hehe, plan on swiping any asshole's wallets for their money?" Asuka guessed with a giggle.

"Hey, I'm not going to steal every wallet...just those who have wronged us." Homura responded. "Besides, they'll make the connection if another wallet gets stolen while we're in. Can't pull the same tricks twice." She then added.

"Oh. Okay." Asuka replied with a nod.

"And we can always rob them while they're getting into the buffet." Homura added.

"There we go!" Asuka happily got out as the two finished getting dressed and left the apartment.


(Shinjuku, New Moon Apartment Complex)

Yumi sighed as she looked at the discussion that had occurred. "My my, helping a former shut-in is going to have its difficulties..." She muttered as she then made her way to the shower to wash up. "But I know the others can pull through. I should rereview my psychology notes in any case." She then thought as she grabbed her soap.

After a nice relaxing shower, she put on a towel and started on making some breakfast.

BZZT! BZZT!

"Hm?" Yumi hummed out as looked to see who was calling. "Ah, Rise-san." She muttered with a smile before answering. "Good morning Rise-san." She politely greeted.

"Hey Yumi-chan!" Rise happily greeted. "I heard about your debut commercial! Great work!" She then revealed and praised.

"I-It was just a silhouette of me." Yumi meekly got out. Although, many...many...many people have recognised her just because of her silhouette before.

"They still called you by your new stage name!" Rise reminded. "You're already getting a ton of fans. You might need to talk to Inoue about merch soon." She then added.

"I'm not in this for money though, Rise-san." Yumi noted.

"Sorry, but Takura Productions is still a business and needs to make money." Rise got out. "Now, I was thinking something along the lines of dakimakura or-" She then began.

"R-Rise-san!" Yumi squeaked out with a red blush on her face.

"Kidding, kidding. That's still on the table, but only if you want it later down the line." Rise giggled out. "It'll probably be something like glowsticks or t-shirts." She then assumed.

"Ah, that sounds more reasonable." Yumi responded in approval.

"There'll be plenty of time for that later. Right now, we need to make sure your star burns bright when it streaks across the skyline." Rise stated. "Oh, wait, you're ice themed. Ugh, watching too much stuff about space lately. Excuse me." She then got out and apologized.

"...Did you have a dakimakura made for your debut?" Yumi eventually asked.

"Nope." Rise responded. "I got them made a year after coming out of my retirement!" She then revealed.

"..." Yumi in turn blinked as she processed this.

"...A friend convinced me." Rise then admitted in an awkward manner.

"I-I see..." Yumi meekly responded.

"Don't worry, it will be a long time before suggestions like that are usually offered." Rise reassured. "...Why did I call you again?" She soon asked.

"To see how I was doing?" Yumi assumed.

"No. Not that." Rise responded. "N-No, wait, I mean I do wanna know how you're doing, but that's not importan- no, that's just worse." She then began rambling.

"Take a moment to breathe." Yumi soon suggested.

"Ah! Right! Your idol debut outfit is ready for fitting!" Rise eventually remembered.

"!" Yumi's eyes widened before smiling. "Really!?" She soon asked.

"Yup! You should come by the studio as soon as possible if you aren't busy." Rise soon instructed.


(Rise's Apartment)

"I'll be there right away!" Yumi responded.

"Great! I'll see you soon then." Rise happily replied before going back to eating breakfast.

"You really are hoping her debut is successful." Daidōji noted as she washed her dishes.

"It's not hope, it's an expectation." Rise corrected. "I know she'll succeed." She then declared.

"Do not be so overconfident." Daidōji however instructed. "You will only know who she really is on the stage of battle." She then reminded.

"Every dance is a battle, and every battle is a dance." Rise recalled. "Just one of the many, many sayings you and Rin-sensei have taught us over the years. I think Naoto-kun has a few notebooks full of them."

"She was the most determined to learn." Daidoji got out. "Even when she was learning to dance."

"That was so fun...until everything went to hell." Rise sighed. "It was fun though. It's not everyday you get to hang out with idols."

"Look, as much as I respect you, I don't think too highly of idol culture." Daidōji stated.

Rise nodded, her smiling face softening. "Well, I can't blame you. Not after the Love Meets Bonds festival. As much as it makes people smile, it does have its dark side." She muttered. "I mean, one slip-up or scandal and your whole career is over." She then reminded.

"The idol industry is still a business, and there will always be people ruthless enough to earn every yen they can." Daidōji remarked while narrowing her eyes.

"That, and the fans thinking that they own them." Rise added. "But that won't stop me from realizing her dream and turning it into reality." She then concluded.

"You always do have that fire burning at 100%, don't you." the new gym teacher remarked with a smirk of approval. "Well, don't burn out now. You need to go and meet her at the studio." She then instructed.

"Hai, Daidōji-sensei!" Rise replied with a playful salute...

WHOOSH!

Before vanishing in an instant.

"Still too slow." Daidōji quietly remarked to herself before grabbing her tracksuit.

Today may be her day off, but she was not going to spend it lounging around the place.


(Yongen-Jaya, Futaba's Room)

After letting the four into her room without the use of the model minigun battering ram, Futaba silently sat on her chair, surfing the web...wearing a very odd mask over her head.

"I...don't even know what to think about here..." Akira muttered as he noticed the mask.

Makoto simply stared at the orangette's appearance, completely baffled but didn't show it in her face.

"...Futaba, what are you wearing?" Miyabi questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"Protection. Don't worry about it." Futaba simply answered.

"From what? Every human in the world?" Miyabi sarcastically asked as she crossed her arms under her chest.

"Correct." Futaba bluntly replied.

Miyabi however sighed to that as she began rubbing her head. "Seriously, I honestly don't want you to end up like Murasaki." She soon admitted.

"A friend of yours?" Makoto soon asked in a curious manner.

Miyabi in turn nodded to that. "Yeah, let's just say Murasaki's a...special case..." She vaguely answered.

Akira however raised an eyebrow after hearing that. "Special case?" He repeated.

"It's complicated..." Miyabi sighed out.

"Such avant garde design. You have excellent taste." Yusuke meanwhile complimented.

"That says more about your tastes than anything else, Yusuke." Akira thought.

"...Mwehehe." Futaba giggled out as she spun her chair around to face the others.

"L-Let's get started, shall we?" Makoto got out.

"This is not gonna go well, I know it..." Miyabi mentally groaned.

"What do you plan on doing?" Morgana asked.

"I'd like to simply have a normal conversation. That is the basis of true communication, after all." Makoto replied.

"But will that be enough, Makoto?" Akira meanwhile asked in an unsure tone.

"I thought it would be best to start off just by learning some more about each other." Makoto stated before turning to the young hacker. "Don't think too hard about our conversation. We're just going to talk about ordinary topics today." She then informed.

"I'm not so sure this is going to work." Miyabi however stated. "Futaba's already an interesting person and her likes and dislikes might be different than what you think she might be into." She then pointed out.

"And you're not exactly a social butterfly." Akira added.

"Please. We won't know if we don't try. You should be more hopeful." Makoto got out.

"And what do you mean by ordinary topics?" Yusuke asked, though his gaze seemed to be more focused on something else entirely.

"You know, things like food or the weather." Makoto replied.

"...Weather. To a shut-in." Miyabi deadpanned that simple reminder in a blunt manner.

"W-Well, food is still a good topic." Makoto responded with a slight stammer at the start.

"Doesn't she only eat junk food or whatever Sojiro cooks for her?" Akira pointed out.

"That and cup ramen. Murasaki eats those a lot as well, so I would know." Miyabi then revealed.

"..." Makoto couldn't help but facepalm when she realized this. Her conversation with the young orangette had been shut down before it had even started.

"Mwehehe...Makoto Niijima, Game Over." Futaba simply declared with a giggle.

"Oi, what the hell are you doing over there Yusuke?" Miyabi asked, finally noticing the boy playing with...something?

"...Ah, superb." Yusuke breathed out, finished with his latest art project: a couple of small figurines that were modified completely in a way that their body part pieces were placed and rearranged in a randomized way without regarding their respective colors, though still retaining their human-like appearance along with very dramatic poses similar to a superhero group.

"Hey! Neo Featherman: The Ginyu Force!" Akira laughed. "Nice going Yusuke." He then praised in amusement

"Why thank you Akira. Some of their heads came off when I was moving them, but I made sure to rearrange them pleasingly." Yusuke simply explained...only before the hacker shot up from her seat and approached the figurines.

"W-WWWWWWAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH...!" Futaba however screamed out as she took off her mask, arms up and twitched at the sight. "M-My children...Wh-What have you done...to my children...you monster...?" She struggled out in shock.

"...What?" Miyabi got out in confusion and raised an eyebrow to both how the figurines were positioned and the young girl's reaction.

"They appear to be quite shoddily-made." Yusuke noted as he observed his latest creation.

"Shoddy!? They cost 17,820 yen! Each!" Futaba soon screamed in anger as she glared at the artist. "My Phoenix Rangers Neo Featherman...in pieces...!" She then struggled out as she turned back to her now-rearranged hero figurines.

"I suddenly feel a dark aura coming from Futaba!" Makoto thought in shock.

"Why am I suddenly scared for Yusuke's life?" Miyabi soon thought. "Wait...don't tell she has something like the Root of Calamity!?" She then thought in a panic.

"No...Yellow and Pink's head...And Red's been hacked to bits...This is all Inari's fault...!" Futaba struggled out.

"Inari?" Miyabi repeated in confusion with her eyebrow raised once more.

"Why did you call me that?" Yusuke asked in confusion.

"You know, inari sushi? The tofu things foxes eat in old stories? What kind of fox doesn't know that!?" Futaba explained.

"Inari..." Yusuke repeated once more.

"Oh God, it's the Abura-age thing again." Akira couldn't help but think.

"Rghhh, they were in perfect poses too...! It was so much hard work getting them set up just right! You wouldn't know aesthetics even if it hits you in the face, Inari!" Futaba soon declared.

"H-How dare you say that to me of all people!?" Yusuke got out in an offended, strangely high pitched tone.

"Uh, calm down Futaba. They're just overpriced...toys..." Miyabi started, only to trail off at the murderous stare the newest member of the Phantom Thieves gave her. "I'm going to shut up now." She soon decided. "...She and Murasaki would get along so well..." She meanwhile thought.

"Ah, so that's it." Akira got out in realization as he looked on at the developing argument. "Do not mess with an otaku and their figures." He soon stated in a dark yet sympathetic tone.

"Well...at least we got Futaba to talk to us." Makoto pointed out with a shrug. "Though, I don't think this is better..." She awkwardly added.

"Ugh, we may as well let them work it out on their own." Miyabi sighed as she rolled her eyes. "Who knew nerds could be so passionate?" She then thought as she watched the two verbally defend themselves as if their lives depended on it.

If only Murasaki was this...what was the word...vocal. Yeah, that was it.


(Hebijo Hideout)

"Achoo!" A dark purple haired girl sneezed out. "...There's no dust in here..." She quietly muttered while looking around.

"You think Imu's talking about you?" The plushie in her hand meanwhile asked.

"...I hope not..." Murasaki soon muttered in a nervous manner. "She can't know..." She then reminded.

"No one but the school knows you're even here." Bebey stated. "I'm actually surprised they even let you come here. You haven't shown up to a single class. It makes you wonder if they're trying to get rid of you." The plushie then reminded.

"..." Immediately, the dark purple haired girl went silent.

"...What the fuck is that?" Bebeby suddenly got out, thankfully changing the subject.

"Hm?" Murasaki hummed out as the two looked at the garden.

"Are those beansprouts?" Bebeby asked as the two got a closer look. "Why are they pink?" The plushie then added.

"I don't know Bebe-tan." Murasaki responded as she looked at them in fascination. "But whoever planted them must be preparing for something. Look how much there is." She then noted in an impressed manner.

"It's been watered." Bebeby soon noted. "Someone made a system to make sure these get watered on a daily basis." The plushie then added.

"But this place isn't meant for long-term stays." Murasaki however stated. "...It must be the Crimson Squad's doing..." She soon assumed.

"That name still sucks, but it's a possibility." Bebeby replied. "And there's only one person in school dedicated enough to beansprouts to plant this many. Are you thinking of reporting this?" The plushie then deducted and asked.

"...That would mean being outside longer." Murasaki muttered.

"Of course..." Bebeby sighed out. "Still, if you care about Poochie and the rest, this might need to be destroyed before you leave. If anyone loyal to Hebijo discovers this, they'll instantly report it to the principal." The plushie soon suggested and reminded.

"But...it looks like they put in so much work..." Murasaki admitted. "...And we can use it." She then added.

"It's pink, it could be dangerous, and it could end their lives." Bebey reminded. "Be smart here. Look, you don't have to destroy it now. For all we know, these pink abominations could actually make your butt harder. And I know how much you like your butt." The plushie then added.

"...Okay." Murasaki relented. While it was a shame, it was not like anyone was going to guess that she destroyed it.

So, once she found a nice spot in the station to sleep on, she pulled out her phone to check the time and what reception she could get down here.

"I'm getting a really good internet connection, even down here..." Murasaki noted. She then put down her bag and pulled out her laptop. "I wonder of Futsure has a new chapter out." She soon muttered as she booted up the laptop.

"Seriously? After all those pep talks, after having all the courage to leave your room, you go back to your old habits?" Bebeby deadpanned.

"Settling in." Murasaki simply responded. "It was a long trip..." She then added.

"Aren't you supposed to be looking for this Akira guy?" Bebeby however reminded.

"..." Murasaki instantly had a flashback to the first time she had stepped outside in years, let alone traveled alone.


(Rewind)

"Ugh...so hot..." Murasaki quietly whined.

"It's summer and you're wearing black clothes made for winter, what did you expect? Shed some of that off already." Bebeby bluntly reminded and instructed.

"..." Murasaki in response just blushed while tightening her hold.

"...You forgot to put on underwear again, didn't you?" Bebeby bluntly guessed. "Alright, let's get out of the sun, you vampire." The plushie soon decided.

Murasaki nodded as she used Bebeby as a makeshift umbrella to shield herself from the sun.

"You know, you are actually taking this better than expected." Bebeby remarked. "Well, other than the horrible screams you let out as soon as the sun rose from behind the clouds but that's just Hebijo." The plushie added.

"How warm is it today?" Murasaki soon asked as she took out her phone to check the weather.

"...Of course it's one of the hottest days of the year you decided to head to Tokyo." Bebeby remarked with a sigh.

"Bebe-tan..." Murasaki whined while sweating.


GRRRRR!

"I...I haven't moved...this much...in..." Murasaki panted and groaned, holding her stomach as she stumbled through the station, wearing some lighter clothes, but still dark in colors.

"Hey, here's a bright idea." Bebey spoke up. "Why don't you go to a vending machine and buy some actual food? Look, there's even a fruit machine right over there." The plushie suggested and informed.

"Huh?" Murasaki got out as she looked at the items. "...What is that?" She soon asked.

"...That's an apple." Bebeby answered. "It costs 100 yen." The plushie soon informed.

Murasaki nodded before inserting a coin. Soon enough, the apple rolled down the chute and into the delivery receptacle. It was a healthy red and juicy fruit that didn't seem to have spent much time in the machine.

"Why are you looking at it as if it's an alien artifact? Eat it and let's go already." Bebeby asked and ordered.

Murasaki bit into the apple...and instantly began to gag.

"You know, I should've- ack!" Bebey began, only to gag in the middle of his sentence. "-knew this was going to happen."

"My body...is rejecting it." Murasaki coughed, spitting the apple into the garbage. "I-It tastes sweet but...Ack!" She then struggled out.

"Oh for the love of- That's what you get for eating nothing but junk food 24/7! No wonder your tits are so big. All that fat went to your chest!" Bebeby ranted in annoyance.

"Bebe-tan..." Murasaki whined while groaning in pain.


And so, after what seemed like hours, and several years shaved off her lifespan, she finally made it to...the ATM.

"A-Are we at the hideout yet?" Murasaki moaned as she leaned on the machine for support.

"...It's been three hours and you still haven't left the first station yet." Bebey deadpanned.

"S-Sorry..." Murasaki quietly mumbled.

"Dude, don't be a dick." A passerby remarked in disapproval, unaware of who said it.

"Who are you calling a dick, dickwad!?" Bebey growled, furiously waving around while freaking out the civilian. "I'll show you dick, dick!" The plushie then declared.

"Bebe-tan..." Murasaki whined while apologizing and rapidly bowing...while still waving Bebeby around.

(Fast Forward)


"...T-Tomorrow." Murasaki decided as she made her way to the bed.

GRRRRR!

Suddenly though, her stomach growled loudly. "Huh? But I ate earlier...right?" Murasaki muttered in confusion.

"That was yesterday. You forgot to eat before you left and you threw away the apple after one bite." Bebeby corrected. "And I'm pretty sure no one's gonna deliver food to a place like this." The plushie then added.

"I know..." Murasaki muttered with a nod.

"Maybe those sprouts will help." Bebeby suggested.

"But...they're pink." Murasaki hesitantly responded. "I've watched enough survival videos and was forced through enough training to know you shouldn't eat anything you can't recognise." She then stated.

"Still, better than nothing right?" Bebeby countered.

GRRRRR!

"Ngh..." Murasaki groaned out as she held her stomach. "I have back-up snacks..." She soon mumbled.

"Where?" Bebey got out, only for the girl to stick her hand into the hole in his...ass. "H-Hey, where are you sticking your hand!?" The plushie questioned in a panic.

"Instant ramen packs..." Murasaki got out. She had snuck at least five packs in her plushie when he wasn't looking, so she should be good for another few days. "...I'll put some of the sprouts in too..." She then decided.

"I feel violated..." Bebeby groaned out as she then heard what the dark purple haired girl decided. "I thought you said you wouldn't eat anything you didn't know?" She then asked.

"...Desperate..." Murasaki meekly confessed.

"It's been 24 hours!" Bebeby countered in annoyance. "You know ramen by itself will have all the nutritional value you need...as a lazy good-for-nothing." The plushie reminded.

"Mm..." Murasaki hummed out as she went and plucked some of the sprouts after going and preparing the instant ramen.

After locating the kettle and waiting for the water to boil, she cooked the instant ramen and added the pink beansprouts in it. Though almost immediately, it had a dramatic effect on the whole thing.

"Why is the ramen pink now!?" Bebey exclaimed. "Look, I may be on your ass a lot, but if you die, I die." The plushie soon admitted and reminded.

GRRRR!

Murasaki's stomach however growled again as she soon sniffed her ramen.

It...smelled okay...

"This is a bad idea." Bebeby remarked.

"You were the one who suggested it in the first place." Murasaki reminded with a frown.

"...Touche." Bebeby admitted. "Well, if you die, don't blame me. Blame yourself." The plushie then advised.

Murasaki...was confused and concerned, but shrugged it off and took her first few bites of the pink noodles.

SLURP!

"!?" Murasaki's eyes widened in shock before stars appeared in them. "Mmm~!" She happily moaned as she started eating more.

"Seriously!?" Bebeby got out in disbelief while watching her eat with enthusiasm.

As the girl ate, she nor the plushie noticed the new sprouts popping up mere moments later.

Murasaki soon sighed in relief as she finished the pink beansprout ramen, downing the soup in seconds. "That was...really good..." She breathed out in satisfaction.

"Wow, you didn't somehow horribly poison yourself!" Bebey exclaimed, pleasantly surprised by this develop- "Hup! On second thought..." He suddenly got out as a cold, unfeeling reality took over.

"Eh?" Murasaki responded in confusion, however at that moment...

GRRRR!

The girl soon perked up as she got to her feet rather quickly. "...Bathroom..." Murasaki mumbled as she made her way to relieve herself. "Aaaaaaah~" She sighed.

And so the dark purple haired girl shut herself away...again.

At least she was out of her room now...and cleaning her own system.


(Yongen-Jaya, Futaba's Room)

After what seemed like hours, the two had settled down as they came to an understanding.

"I see...So their versatility allows you to recreate almost any dramatic scene you can imagine." Yusuke got out in amazement.

"Mm-hm. Victory is great for action, and Neo's got the best transforming suit. So cool." Futaba replied.

"Fascinating. Art depicts a flash of inspiration, but models offer a much more different means of enjoyment." Yusuke muttered to himself.

"Huh, getting along after arguing..." Miyabi got out with a raised eyebrow to this turn of events.

"Look at that, they're having a regular conversation now." Morgana noted.

"It seems she doesn't have a problem talking to others as long as the subject interests her." Makoto stated. "I suppose the topics I brought up were not the right ones." She then added.

"Weather. To a shut-in." Miyabi repeated.

"Please don't remind me of my failures." Makoto got out in a depressed tone.

"So this is all I gotta do? What a breeze." Futaba happily declared.

However, Akira sucked in a breath. "Really? Futaba, you know what happens if a game gets too easy, right?" He soon asked with a smirk.

"Duh, you turn the diffi...culty up...oh no." Futaba started to answer, only to pale in realization.

"Then we shall move onto the next step. How about we have her spend time in someone else's room?" Makoto soon suggested.

"Would that even be a great idea for Futaba?" Akira however asked.

"If that's what it takes to make her get used to people, so be it." Miyabi responded. "But of course, let's take it slow and not rush things for her sake." She then stated.

"W-W-W-Why are you turning the difficulty up to Hard so fast!? Safety is nice, I get tons more EXP and money and it's awesome for speedruns." Futaba declared in a panic. "Please don't set the bar so high!" She then begged.

"Futaba, if we set the bar any lower than it already is, you would be tripping over it." Miyabi told the hacker.

"Not if I dig under it..." Futaba mumbled to herself.

"I don't think you have the stamina." Makoto deadpanned.

"Futaba. If you keep an attitude like that up, the next level will be Merciless." Miyabi however declared in a no nonsense tone.

"You are all maniacs." Futaba mumbled once more with a pout.

"That would be an understatement, considering what we've been through before you came along." Akira thought with a small chuckle. Still, it was progress all the same.

Hey, maybe she'll be able to make some new, more sane friends by the end of year.


(Shibuya, Wilton Hotel)

Meanwhile, the roommates had gotten to the hotel, but they weren't early enough to avoid having to wait in line. "It's been moving up so slow. We'll be here all day at this rate." Homura sighed.

"Don't worry Homu-neechan, the wait will just make the buffet more rewarding." Asuka reassured while holding her hand.

"Do you think they still have what we had last time?" Homura soon asked, tapping her foot in impatience.

"I dunno. It has been a while, they might've changed the menu. Hopefully they kept our favorites though." Asuka assumed.

"Well, we're not getting anywhere anytime soon. May as well listen to what these snobs think of recent events." Homura eventually decided. She then closed her eyes and focused on a few ongoing conversations.

"Man, I can't go two steps without people talking about the Phantom Thieves."

"Hey, did you hear? Machida-san was the one behind the whole Medjed thing."

"Whew! I managed to sell all my stock before that idiot got arrested."

"I spent so much money on extra security, and then the Phantom Thieves just go ahead and stop them? God, give us a little warning next time."

"You think the Phantom Thieves will target me next?"

"I've been keeping an eye on my kid's activity online. He's been posting on that stupid site almost daily!"

"You have to see these ratings! They've been up 500% ever since we started the Phantom Hour."

"It seems these guys are either scared or taking advantage of the situation." Asuka noted, frowning in thought.

"Well, of course. We've been going after more powerful and important people with every heist we pull." Homura whispered. "Should we start writing down names?" She soon asked.

"We have a hacker. Maybe we can get Futaba-chan to get a copy of the reservation list." Asuka suggested.

"If it's online. We'll see." Homura muttered before sighing in annoyance. "Come on, what is taking them so long?" She then complained, seeing that the line hadn't moved a single step in 30 minutes.

"Skipping ahead in line is tempting right now, but we'd just cause trouble for ourselves. We'll just have to wait the old fashioned way." Asuka admitted before pulling out her phone.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." Homura replied in agreement, though sighed all the same.

The food will definitely be worth it in the end.


(Takura Productions, Dressing Room)

"Glad you can make it Yumi-chan!" Rise responded with a grin.

"I wouldn't miss this for the world, Rise-san." Yumi responded with a smile. "But I'm glad the trains didn't get delayed or interrupted anyhow." She then admitted in relief.

"Yeah. I'm always so worried there will be another accident." Rise admitted with a shake of her head. "They've definitely toned down since the guy in charge of transportation got fired." She then noted.

"I see." Yumi got out with a frown. "I hope things run this smoothly at my debut." She soon admitted.

"Don't worry. I know you'll kill it." Rise replied in an encouraging tone. "Now, head over there and get dressed into your new outfit. I got a quick peek and it...is...amazing~!" She soon instructed and revealed in excitement.

"Hai!" Yumi responded with a nod of enthusiasm as she went into the changing room.

Rise meanwhile smiled as she watched her student. It reminded her so much of when she first started. So young, and fresh-faced...

Oh, she really hoped things didn't turn out like her that led to her taking a break. That had almost become a retirement if...

"Oh boy..." Rise sighed. "To be young again..." She wistfully got out.

Soon afterwards, Yumi's head poked out from the dressing room. "U-Um, Rise-san?" She called out.

"Hm? Is something wrong?" Rise asked in a worried tone.

"No, I'm fine. Just nervous." Yumi replied and confessed. "God, if I didn't have such a big..." She soon mumbled before trailing off.

"You're fine Yumi-chan. Come on out. I'll have a word with the designers if you aren't happy with something." Rise reassured in an encouraging tone.

"H-Hai." Yumi responded with nod as she then opened the door, revealing herself.

She was wearing a checkered white and pale blue patterned dress with a small white waistcoat. She had big, white bows on her head and on her back. In addition, she wore heeled, thigh-high boots and pale blue sleeves.

The senior idol grinned as she looked at her student's appearance. It was just adorable! And so was the blush currently threatening to melt her face! "So Yumi-chan? What do you think?" Rise soon asked with a smile.

Yumi meanwhile looked in the mirror as she gained stars of amazement in her eyes now that she saw the full attire. "Wow~!" She got out in excitement.

"So you like it?" Rise soon asked, a smile on her face from seeing the reaction.

"Completely." Yumi responded as she did a twirl to look at it from all sides. "The designers really outdid themselves and took my favorite colors into consideration." She then noted in approval.

"I know. You look too cute." Rise replied in agreement. "It's not pinching you anywhere or too tight?" She soon asked.

"Nope. I feel quite free to move." Yumi assured, pulling her leg up over her head. She then noticed her mentor looking very closely at her outfit. "Why are you looking so intensely?" She soon asked.

"Just making sure there aren't any...flaws." Rise answered, blushing and sweating a little.

"Personal experience?" Yumi assumed, cringing at the thought.

"Second hand embarrassment." Rise bluntly confessed with a sigh.

"Ah." Yumi got out in understanding.

"Now let's show it to everyone in the studio. It'll also help you get used to walking in those shoes too." Rise suggested.

"It's not that bad, but of course." Yumi replied with a nod as she followed the former idol in her footsteps. She was the more experienced one of them after all.


(Shibuya, Central Street)

"I can't believe those dickheads kicked us out..." Homura grumbled, walking down the street with a bitter look on her face.

"Everyone was kicked out. They were out of food." Asuka reminded. "We did kind of go overboard when we finally got in..." She then awkwardly added.

"Well, at least we had a decent meal." Homura remarked while shrugging her shoulders. "Wanna go get smoothies?" She then suggested.

"That sounds wonderful right now." Asuka happily replied.

"Sweet." Homura grinned before staring up at the blue, cloudless sky. "What a beautiful day. If only we could get Futaba to experience more of it." She muttered.

"Hai..." The Vice Leader responded with a sigh. "I have no idea what's going to happen next, but I'm glad I'm spending it with you Homu-nee." Asuka solemnly confessed in a soft tone as she then took out her phone. "Nee nee, get ready for a selfie Homu-nee!" She suddenly got out with a grin.

Homura in response to that smiled back. "Sure Sis." She replied.

"Okay, smile!" Asuka called out before lifting up her phone and aimed it towards them.

FLASH! Click!

"Hehe, we look cute together, Homu-neechan." Asuka giggled out as she looked down at the picture.

"Another moment to savor." Homura breathed out. "Now, let's go get those smoothies." She then decided.

"Hai!" Asuka responded as she followed her sister into the underground.


(Takura Productions, Dance Studio)

Yumi put down her water bottle and rolled her shoulders, sweat running down her face. She had been practicing for the past few hours, and she still wanted to do more.

"Do you really wanna spend all day practicing in that?" Rise soon questioned.

"Yes. With my debut coming up, I want to practice as much as I can." Yumi responded with a nod of acceptance and determination. "If I am going to become a great idol like you were Rise-san, I need to give it my all." She then concluded.

"Ehehehe..." Rise giggled with a blush. "Leave it to me Yumi-chan, I'll make sure you become as great as I did when I was in high school, before and after I took a break." She then reassured with a wink.

"Thank you. Now, let me take my routine from the top!" Yumi called out. She wanted to practice dancing in her new outfit.

Rise in turn nodded to this. "Alright then!" She replied in approval as she prepared the music. "From the top!" She then declared as her student got ready.

Nothing could take this feeling away from her.


(8/23, Evening)

(Shibuya, Shin Megami Apartment Complex)

Homura let out a yawn, the dim light making her sleepy. She was in the apartment alone, having separated with her sister at the train station. "Too bad Sis had more energy to expend. Must've been all the caffeine from the soda she had." She got out before going back to reading her book. "Huh, I think I'm starting to get the meaning of this book Hikari..." She muttered to herself as she finished the last of her smoothie.

"They say that life is full of mountains and valleys. Mountains have bamboo. When you're hungry there's bamboo and bamboo grass. That's why you keep moving forward. Then turn left at the second corner. That's where the Lawson is - they have such good fried chicken."

"I...think that was deep." Homura mumbled to herself in an impressed manner. "Though Hikari really needs to work on her grammar...and punctuation...and the right use of your and their and...is that a unicorn?" She then started mumbling as she continued listing off the mistakes made. She'd probably get more out of the book if she corrected the content herself as she felt as though everything about her was slightly improving as a result.

BZZT! BZZT!

The tan skinned girl let out a groan. Sue was just starting to enjoy the quiet. "Haruka?" Homura got out with a raised eyebrow as she looked at the number calling her before answering.

"Good evening Homura-chan." Haruka greeted.

"Why are you calling me?" Homura simply asked, getting straight to the point. "I know you've been working hard on cancer research thanks to Akira, so I know this isn't just a simple chat." She then informed and stated.

"No, this is. I'm just waiting for my test results." Haruka admitted. "I've been testing this new form of plant life, it should take about two...years? Hold on, that's not..." She soon read out before the tan skinned girl could hear some tapping. "Hours." She then corrected.

"Since when were you into herbology?" Homura asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Erm, sorry. Plant is the wrong term." Haruka got out. "But I'm impressed you know the term." She then admitted.

The tan skinned girl would've been offended if she wasn't focusing on something else. "Oh God, what are you doing!?" Homura suddenly asked in a worried tone, sitting up and preparing for the next thing to burst from the door, window, floor and/or ceiling.

"Nothing." Haruka quickly assured. "Probably should've done this before giving myself third degree burns in my rec-" She then grumbled under breath.

"TMI!" Homura yelled in disgust.

"Rectangles." Haruka finished.

"I know what you were actually gonna say!" Homura however accused.

"...Habits are hard to break Homura-chan." Haruka sighed out her confession. "Anyways, how was your day today?" She soon asked.

"Been fine, no updates on the shutdowns and a lot of talk about the Phantom Thieves and Medjed failing." Homura casually answered.

"Nothing?" Haruka muttered, audibly frowning. "That's too bad, but you still have plenty of time before your time limit is up. Though I am glad the Phantom Thieves were successful. Did you know Mirai's a fan of them?" She then reminded followed by the question in amusement.

"Nope." Homura got out with a small smile. "That's becoming more and more common lately." She then stated.

"I assume that you're a fan too?" Haruka guessed in amusement.

"They're problem solvers." Homura simply answered. "What about you?" She then counter asked.

"I would prefer they ensure their targets won't come to their senses and seek vengeance, but they are solving problems neither the law or shinobi can do anything about." Haruka answered back and stated.

"The Thieves aren't murderers though." Homura however reminded.

"Well, it's a preferable alternative to getting killed." Haruka simply explained her reasoning. "I just hope this all doesn't go to their heads." She then stated.

"Excuse me?" Homura got out in confusion.

"Fame and fortune tend to change people, Homura-chan. It's a slippery slope, one that even we shinobi have taken advantage of several times before." Haruka explained. "Although, they are anonymous and I doubt they make any sort of money. I'm just overthinking this." She then mumbled.

"Yeah. You are." Homura got out in a flat tone. That reminded her that they really needed another trip to Mementos soon to build up their funds. "Damn, she's right though about the fame bit. Gonna have to remind everyone else if they become overconfident." She thought to herself in a serious tone.

"Anyways, I will eagerly await their next calling card. Ah, I better get going, I'm meeting with someone." Haruka soon got out in an apologetic tone. "And they've just arrived, I'll see you around." She soon informed.

Homura nodded. "Good luck with the patient." She replied.

"...Yes. A very...very special patient." Haruka muttered in an odd manner. "Don't give me that look. Oh, still on the phone. Goodbye." She chided in a playful manner before hanging up.

Homura in response hung up as she went back to her book.


(Central Street)

"Sold out!?" Asuka exclaimed. "But you always have crepes!" She then added in shock.

"Not tonight. Sorry, miss." The employee replied and apologized.

"Aww..." Asuka drooped, sadly walking away from the shop.

"Ah, good evening Lady Asuka." Morgana greeted before looking around. "Where's Lady Homura?" He then asked in a curious manner.

"Oh, she's staying inside for the rest of the day. She wants to finish a book a friend gave her." Asuka answered. "And where's Akira-kun at this time?" She counter asked.

"Probably hanging out with a friend of his. He left pretty quickly actually." Morgana answered as he jumped onto the girl's shoulder, missing a ravenette squeaking and diving into the alleyway by Protein Lovers.

"Hm? What are you- ULP!" Another girl with blonde hair began to ask, only to be pulled into the alleyway as well.

"Eh?" Asuka got out as she looked around in confusion. "I swore I heard something." She then muttered.

"I didn't hear anything." Morgana replied. "The crowd's too loud." He added, looking a little annoyed.

"Okay..." Asuka replied, shrugging her shoulders in response. "Anyways, since we're together, wanna hang out?" She soon asked.

"I would love to." Morgana replied as he wagged his tail. "How about fishing? Akira hasn't been there since Ryuji's birthday." He soon suggested and explained.

"I love to go fishing, Mona-chan." Asuka replied. "Let's go!" She then requested in a pumped up manner. "...Wait, it was Ryuji-kun's birthday!?" She soon asked in realization.

"Didn't he tell you?" Morgana got out, slightly surprised.

The Vice Leader sighed as she palmed her face. "No..." Asuka responded in disappointment. "I'm getting him something later..." She soon decided.

"I hope you get something for my birthday." Morgana got out. "Whenever that is..." He then added in a sad tone.

"Aw...I'll get you the fattiest tuna I can get when you decide that yourself." Asuka cooed out in reassurance.

That immediately perked the not cat up. "...U-Uh, actually, my birthday is today! Yeah! Now that I think about it, it was today!" Morgana suddenly remembered.

"Ehehehe..." Asuka giggled. "Want me to make you sushi later?" She then offered.

"Ah, you spoil me so much." The not cat breathed out in a charmed manner. "Even if I barely deserve it." He mentally added.

"Well it's thanks to you that we were able to achieve so much since I came to Tokyo after all." Asuka reminded as the two started walking to the subway.

"But...you might not need me anymore." Morgana added in his head as they descended down the stairs.


(Ichigaya, Ichigaya Fishing Center)

"Ah, too bad Homu-neechan decided to stay home. She would've loved a second chance." Asuka sighed as she sat down by the water with the fishing rod she rented.

"If it goes anywhere close to what happened before, she'd snap her own rod over her knee." Morgana assumed with a sweatdrop. "...You'd think she'd dive in if she was desperate enough?" He soon wondered.

"..." Asuka blinked and seriously thought about it and imagined it. "Hehe, it would be pretty funny." She admitted with a giggle before casting out her line.

"And wet." Morgana added as he stared at the fish below. "It's too bad I can't eat any of them. They look so good." He moaned in hunger.

"Well, we can always get sushi afterwards." Asuka soon suggested.

"I just hope we aren't out too late. Akira's gonna be with Futaba for a while and her sleep schedule is that of a vampire." Morgana stated. "Someone has to wake her up before noon." He then added.

"I see..." Asuka muttered before feeling something tugging on her line. "Ah! I got a bite!" She soon informed as she began to reel it in.

"I'll keep quiet for now. Focus, Vice Leader!" Morgana encouraged.

"Hai!" Asuka responded with a fire in her eyes.

BURNING UP!

"HYA!" Asuka called out as she pulled her line in, instantly taking the fish out of the water and into her bucket.

"They're no match for you, Lady Asuka!" Morgana encouraged with a grin.

And with that, Asuka proceeded to catch fish after fish, barely stopping to put on more bait on her hook and casting her line. By the time she ran out of bait, she had filled her bucket so much that she had to get a second one.

"Hey, you got a lot of fish!" Morgana remarked. "You might be able to trade in your rod for something better if you have the points." He then stated.

"Good idea!" Asuka replied in agreement, getting up from her seat as she went to bring the fish in.

"That's quite the haul, young lady." The trader informed. "You have talent." He then admitted in an impressed tone.

"Yeah, well, it's an important skill to have." Asuka simply replied. "Uh...give someone fish and they're be fed for the day, give someone a rod and they'll be fed every day." She then recalled the quote.

"Wise words to live by." The trader replied with a nod of approval before starting the count. "Ok, that is...25,050 points." He soon informed after counting all of the girl's fish.

"Wow, really?" Asuka got out in a curious manner before smiling. "Then I'll take the Miracle Rod, please." She then requested.

"Looking to catch the Ichigaya Guardian?" The trader assumed. "Because we have a new fish that outclasses it: the Ichigaya Kingpin." He then revealed.

"Really?" Asuka responded in a curious manner.

"Yep. It's even more difficult than the Guardian. Not even you might be able to handle it." The trader revealed.

"Try me." Asuka replied with a grin.

"Alright. You'll have to use a Suspicious Boilie if you want a chance to bite your hook." The trader responded and revealed as he handed the girl the rod.

"Thanks for the tip." Asuka responded as she went back to her spot.

"We still have some time. May as well see what else we can catch." Morgana soon replied and suggested.

"Yosh! I'll show you the power of my Miracle Rod!" Asuka dramatically declared as she cast out her line.

Morgana sweatdropped as several people stared at the Vice Leader. "Um, I...I have no words." He awkwardly got out.

"Hm? About what Mona-chan?" Asuka innocently asked with an adorable head tilt.

"N-Nothing Lady Asuka." Morgana responded with a sweatdrop.

For the next hour or so, Asuka caught a few more fish but could never pull in anything bigger than 90 cm.

"Looks like neither of the big fish are biting today." Morgana noted. "In any case, we should stop now." He soon suggested.

"Hai..." Asuka replied in agreement. "We still got a good haul though. It's easily 20,000 points." She then added.

"Yep, and there's always next time." Morgana responded with a nod. "Now let's get some sushi. Being around so many fish is driving me crazy!" He then got out as he jumped onto the girl's shoulder.

Asuka giggled while she grabbed her bucket and headed for the exit.

As the two headed out, neither of them noticed a blonde and ravenette pass by them, the blonde clinging onto the ravenette's arm in an affectionate manner while the two were holding some shopping bags.


(Shibuya, Central Street)

Miyabi sighed as she scrolled through her texts, rereading past conversations with nothing more to do.

"Why is Haruka always away from her apartment? Seriously, I thought we had a deal." Miyabi grumbled in annoyance before sighing. She went all the way to Harajuku to see her, but wasn't there.

"Have a good night, Iwai-san." Miyabi blinked and turned to see a familiar face leaving Untouchable. It was Makoto and she was smiling all the way out the door.

"Y-Yeah, sure." The owner mumbled, notably putting away a gun under the counter.

"Makoto?" Miyabi called out with a raised eyebrow.

"Miyabi-san." Makoto responded with a nod.

"Why are you at the airsoft store? Your fancy revolver needs fixing?" Miyabi asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes. I was just having a lovely conversation with the owner. He's a really pleasant person despite his outward appearance." Makoto replied and stated.

Meanwhile, Miyabi just tilted her head enough to see the owner rapidly closing up shop while keeping an eye on the advisor, making sure she didn't suddenly need something else. "I...bet he is." She responded, blinking.

"So, what brings you here?" Makoto soon asked in a curious manner.

"Eh, I usually hang out here in my free time." Miyabi casually revealed.

"...Loitering in a dirty back alley?" Makoto assumed.

"It's not that dirty, it's near some pretty good places to spend money at and I rarely have to deal with people fucking me with their eyes or...call me a hunk." Miyabi mumbled out that last part. "It's a nice place, you should spend some time here." She eventually suggested.

"I'll...take you up on that." Makoto hesitantly replied, not exactly keen on acting on that promise.

"Actually, I've wanted to catch you alone." Miyabi got out.

"...Is it about the thing everyone else has been warning me about?" Makoto assumed, flinching while preparing to run away.

"No, that's a different thing." Miyabi responded as she shook her head. "You're our brawler right? Think you can help me out with my hand-to-hand?" She soon asked.

"I...wouldn't call myself a brawler." Makoto stated. "I use aikido in fights." She soon corrected.

"Pfft...!" Miyabi stifled a laugh before coughing. "Then where are the throws, the grapples? Where is the style's gentleness?" She soon pointed out.

"You...have to be a little rougher in the Metaverse." Makoto meekly responded.

"Yeah, because screaming and letting out war cries every fight is the next step up from breathing techniques." the white haired woman deadpanned. "You aren't even using the right weapons. Aikido practitioners use bokken, bo staffs, and tanto. Not...legally-dubious knuckle dusters. I know they're fake but plastic and cheap metal still hurt..." She then pointed out. "You're not wildly swinging around your fists and legs like they're swords, but it's certainly anything but calm." She then concluded.

"The tekkos came with my form as a Phantom Thief and they just felt right to use. Same with the magnum revolver." Makoto stated. "...That and I have a lot of pent up aggression I like to unleash into Shadows." She then confessed.

"Still, you had to have learned it from somewhere. Those aren't the moves of an amateur." Miyabi soon got out as she narrowed her eyes.

"E-Erm...um...Well...I sort of learned it by watching movies when I was younger." Makoto sheepishly admitted. "I think that's what convinced my father to sign me up for aikido lessons." She eventually recalled. "Wait, hold on, why don't you practice with one of the others like Asuka, Homura or Yumi?" She then asked.

"I...admit that my hand-to-hand is...well, I've been out of practice for a while. I need someone to help me with the basics again." Miyabi sighed out the confession.

"So it has been lacking." Makoto simply deducted, quietly squashing down the feeling that she was considered easy.

Miyabi in turn groaned. "God, I can use my sword as if it's second nature but I can barely throw a punch without going off balance. What is wrong with me?" She soon complained in frustration.

"Well...I'm sure it wouldn't hurt." Makoto responded. "It won't hurt, right?" She soon asked.

"Eh, I won't try and kill you." Miyabi got out, quickly earning a worried look from the younger girl. "...I promise I won't hurt you." She then assured as she rolled her eyes. She wished she knew more shinobi.

"Thank you." Makoto breathed out before looking around. "Although, a possibly dirty alleyway isn't the best place to have a quick spar." She then pointed out.

"Alright. Let me set up my Kekkai real quick." Miyabi responded with a nod. "Shinobi Kekkai!" She soon declared as the two vanished.


(Miyabi's Shinobi Kekkai)

When Makoto blinked, she was in a completely different dimension. "What a dark place this is compared to the others I've been in." She got out as she looked around.

"Take a good look at it, because you're gonna be a little distracted for a few...minutes? Hours? How long do you think you'll last?" Miyabi responded and questioned in a curious manner.

"I'd like to go home conscious at some point." Makoto simply requested.

"Minutes it is." Miyabi decided with a nod. "Shinobi Tenshin!" She then declared, her clothes glowing before being changed to her Tenshin attire.

Makoto meanwhile cracked her knuckles. "Kaito Change!" She declared as she was enveloped in white flames, soon dying down as she was now in her Thief attire.

"I haven't been in a spar in a while." Miyabi got out as she rolled her neck and relaxed her shoulders. "Always throwing out techniques and trying to kill each other, never just a friendly punch to the face." She then added as she stabbed her sheathed katana into the ground beside her.

"Okay, Miyabi-san. Since you might be rusty, I'll go easy on you." Queen responded as she did a few stretches.

"Hey, I should be the one saying that. And I'm never gonna improve if you go light on me." Miyabi however got out with a frown.

"As you wish, Miyabi-san. But be aware that I'm not going to hold back then." Queen declared as she went into a fighting stance.

"Oh, come on. I may have been out of the game for a while but I can still-" Miyabi started, but just as she finished that last word, the other girl rushed in and kicked her in the face. The white haired woman stumbled back a little, but it didn't look like it hurt. "Okay, that was a lucky-" She then got out before she was punched in the stomach and flipped onto her back. "Ow...! Alright, I concede." She soon groaned.

Queen meanwhile winced as she looked at the other girl. "Sorry about that. I thought you'd be ready." She awkwardly responded as she helped the white haired woman to her feet.

"Hey, it just goes to show that I need more training. Now come on. I'm ready." Miyabi got out as she went into her own fighting stance.

"Sure." Queen responded with a nod as she got into her fighting stance again. "Best of three?" She then assumed.

"Best of five. And that was a warm up." Miyabi responded with a smirk, her yellow eyes starting to glow.

"I agree." Queen replied in agreement, her red eyes practically glowing. "Ever since Kaneshiro, I promised I'd never be that weak again. If I can stand up to a shinobi, I can stand up to anyone who tries to hurt my loved ones." She soon stated. "So come at me, Miyabi, and show me the strength of a shinobi's heart!" She then demanded.

"There we go! Bring it on, Queen!" Miyabi shouted out as she and the Advisor butted heads, the two smiling madly all the while.

And thus another battle happy friendship was born.


Save Game…Quit!


Asuka/Yin's Social Stats:

Leadership- Mastermind (Level 4)

Knowledge- Professor (Level 4)

Proficiency- Masterful (Level 4)

Diligence- Thorough (Level 4)

Courage- Daring (Level 4)

Homura/Yang's Development Stats:

Maturity- Adult (Level 4)

Knowledge- Professor (Level 4)

Femininity- Natural (Level 4)

Elegance- Gentlewoman (Level 4)

Understanding- Motherly (Level 4)


Whew! Done! I really wish we could finish Homura's confidant but it looks like it's not happening anytime soon. Man, I should really update the Ao3 version…

Anyways, I wanna point out the specific price of Futaba's Neo Featherman figures was the same price as a Yumi statue from when I looked it up.

UknownHero signing off, my friends!