The Demo
Koujaku leaves to go see his other team members, and I head over to Mizuki's shop.
Hm? A message.
Aoba: ...Spam?
The subject says "Please save me".
The sender is "Captive Princess".
...Captive Princess?
I could've sworn I got a spam message earlier with the same name.
Huh, it's the exact same thing again.
Aoba: And, delete.
Hm? Another message.
Aoba: ...Huh?
The same thing came again.
I quickly delete it.
Aoba: ...Huh? Eh? Wait...
This looks bad...
They just keep coming.
What the hell?
Confused, I open my bag and start Ren up.
Ren: Aoba.
Aoba: Ren, these messages look like bad news. What virus is it?
Ren: Wait a moment. I'm investigating it now.
Saying that, Ren goes silent.
I wait impatiently as the messages keep coming in the whole time.
Aoba: Ren, are you done yet?
Ren: Analysis completed. There is no virus. And if it is indeed actually virus, it's had counter-measures installed.
Aoba: So you're saying it's impossible for you to stop these messages from coming in?
Ren: The sende's address is unidentified.
Aoba: The hell, are you serious!?
Ren: It would be better to check the contents.
Aoba: Is it gonna be all right...?
But I have a feeling these messages will never leave me alone. Even my ringtone is starting to tick me off...
Aoba: I got it, jeez! If you want me to, I'll look already!
In an act of desperation, I tap the subject.
...Huh?
They stopped sending.
What did I do?
I feel uneasy, but read the text inside.
There's nothing written.
So was it really just spam after all...?
My Coil rings again.
But this time it isn't a message.
Ren: It's a game being transmitted.
Aoba: A game being transmitted... Oh.
Now that I think about it, there was that beta going on for that game before. This must be the next phase.
When it finishes downloading, the Title Screen shows up on the monitor.
It's the same title as last time.
Aoba: ...Hm?
I'm ready to play, but there's no start button.
How do you start this?
A few moments later, the screen changes and the game suddenly starts up.
Even when I try to work the controls on my Coil, nothing moves.
Aoba: Ren, it's not working.
Ren: Isn't it a demo?
Aoba: A demo? What's the point of sending that out?
I keep trying to press the control keys, and the protagonist starts to move.
Did I get it to work?
Right as I think I did, I don't touch the controls but the character continues to move on its own.
Aoba: ...What is this?
The game looks like it's only half done.
So it really was just a demo.
What's the point in sending this?
Did they make a mistake?
I don't get what it's about either...
Aoba: It looks exactly like one of those 'deep' games.
Ren: I see.
Aoba: All those messages earlier were like spam too. A total waste of time. Let's just go home.
I exit out of the game and Ren and I start to walk.
Tuesday 31 March 2015
Joined in Love with You - Am I in Love?
Am I in Love?
Yeah, right, there's no way that can be true.
Still, if I'm truly in love, then that would explain some things.
Like how I kept on insisting on chasing after her.
Like how I can't help ut get concerned about her.
Like that impact I had the first time I saw her.
I was even thinking about Reo all day yesterday, too.
Hmm...
Mai: Hmmmm...
No, I better accept reality.
No matter how much I think of it, I'm definitely in love with Reo.
Being so wishy-washy is not like me at all.
Still, why hadn't I realized it until now?
Hmm...
Mai: Aaah~ I had enough~~~!!
I can't believe how dense I am.
Teacher: Sawaguchi-san, do you have a problem?
Mai: Huh? Ah... no, sorry.
I heard the sound of giggling all throughout the classroom.
Alright, once this class ends, I'll go confess to her immediately.
Then we'll date each other.
Then problem solved!
...That's what I thought, anyway.
Yeah, right, there's no way that can be true.
Still, if I'm truly in love, then that would explain some things.
Like how I kept on insisting on chasing after her.
Like how I can't help ut get concerned about her.
Like that impact I had the first time I saw her.
I was even thinking about Reo all day yesterday, too.
Hmm...
Mai: Hmmmm...
No, I better accept reality.
No matter how much I think of it, I'm definitely in love with Reo.
Being so wishy-washy is not like me at all.
Still, why hadn't I realized it until now?
Hmm...
Mai: Aaah~ I had enough~~~!!
I can't believe how dense I am.
Teacher: Sawaguchi-san, do you have a problem?
Mai: Huh? Ah... no, sorry.
I heard the sound of giggling all throughout the classroom.
Alright, once this class ends, I'll go confess to her immediately.
Then we'll date each other.
Then problem solved!
...That's what I thought, anyway.
Hadaka Shitsuji - Dinner Rush
Dinner Rush
The dinner rush had started. The shop was almost completely full.
There were a lot of customers who just ate and went straight home, so the turnover was unusually high.
Seat the, take their order, serve the food, bring them the check.
The routine repeated over and over. Always smiling, you practically have to be a robot.
Apart from my HP and MP taking a considerable hit, it was a normal scene. But...
Sayaka: Ahhh!
I was in the kitchen, preparing a parfait when I heard a woman scream. It sounded serious, so I rushed back from the kitchen.
Sayaka: Please stop! This isn't that kind of shop!
Drunkard: Oh come on, I won't bite. I am the customer! "The customer is God", right!
An old man who was clearly drunk was spewing lines from some old TV show while trying to grab Sayaka's breasts.
Even though the sound of his vile blather echoed through the floor, everyone just pretended not to notice. That's just how it is.
Just as I was about to call the manager, he'd grabbed Sayaka by the waist and dragged her into his seat.
Sayaka: Kyaaaa!!! St... Stop please!
Sayaka struggled to free herself, but failed. The old man violently seized her breasts and fondled them.
I can't believe that this is happening before my eyes.
I start to move into action.
Tomoaki: Sir, please refrain from such behavior!
I took hold of the old man's arm and pried Sayaka from his grip. I may not have exceptional arm strength, but the old man wasn't particularly spry.
Plus, he was drunk.
Drunkard: Owwww! Hey! Who do you think you are, getting rough with a customer!?
Oh, I'm being rough? In that case, what do you consider what you just did to Sayaka? I turned to look at Sayaka.
She was trying her best to stop trembling from what just happened.
Drunkard: Motherfucker!
The old man stood up with vigor, like he could let a punch fly at any moment, so I grabbed both of his hands.
You were really going to hit me, weren't you? Like I'll let that happen!
Drunkard: Ow ow ow! Let me go! The customer is God! What kind of waiter are you!
Tomoaki: I don't think God would be saying such things. Furthermore, customers come here to enjoy their meals in peace in this store. You're no customer.
I was steaming with anger on the inside, but since I managed to pin him down myself and the dispute had been resolved with the old man looking like an idiot.
I kept my calm, professional demeanor.
I saw Sayaka running to the break room out of the corner of my eye.
She must be getting the manager and calling the police.
Tomoaki: Ouch!
I felt a sharp pain in my shin.
The old man had given me a hard kick. He couldn't move his hands, so he had to use his feet.
He's drunk and unsteady on his feet, but that fucker's wearing leather shoes so it hurts like hell.
He put his knee between my thighs.
And stomped on my toes with all his might.
And kicked my shins over and over again.
Ow ow ow ow! Where the fuck does he get off!
Drunkard: Problem?! You scared?! You talk big, but you still won't lay a hand on a customer! You're such a fucking coward, living your whole life with your head down suits you!
Sayaka: Maede!!
Sayaka's voice rang out in my head.
Despite the fact that my heart was pounding, my ming was strangely calm. I felt a coolness over my body all of a sudden.
Only my outstretched, fist felt warm and tingly.
And then the drunk old man just happened to fall over with a soft "ugh".
Manager: Maeda, what have you done now!
Sayaka: You've got it all wrong! That man tried to harass me...
I could hear Sayaka arguing with the manager about something in the distance as I gradually opened my fist.
It hurt. It finally dawned upon me that I'd hit someone.
The dinner rush had started. The shop was almost completely full.
There were a lot of customers who just ate and went straight home, so the turnover was unusually high.
Seat the, take their order, serve the food, bring them the check.
The routine repeated over and over. Always smiling, you practically have to be a robot.
Apart from my HP and MP taking a considerable hit, it was a normal scene. But...
Sayaka: Ahhh!
I was in the kitchen, preparing a parfait when I heard a woman scream. It sounded serious, so I rushed back from the kitchen.
Sayaka: Please stop! This isn't that kind of shop!
Drunkard: Oh come on, I won't bite. I am the customer! "The customer is God", right!
An old man who was clearly drunk was spewing lines from some old TV show while trying to grab Sayaka's breasts.
Even though the sound of his vile blather echoed through the floor, everyone just pretended not to notice. That's just how it is.
Just as I was about to call the manager, he'd grabbed Sayaka by the waist and dragged her into his seat.
Sayaka: Kyaaaa!!! St... Stop please!
Sayaka struggled to free herself, but failed. The old man violently seized her breasts and fondled them.
I can't believe that this is happening before my eyes.
I start to move into action.
Tomoaki: Sir, please refrain from such behavior!
I took hold of the old man's arm and pried Sayaka from his grip. I may not have exceptional arm strength, but the old man wasn't particularly spry.
Plus, he was drunk.
Drunkard: Owwww! Hey! Who do you think you are, getting rough with a customer!?
Oh, I'm being rough? In that case, what do you consider what you just did to Sayaka? I turned to look at Sayaka.
She was trying her best to stop trembling from what just happened.
Drunkard: Motherfucker!
The old man stood up with vigor, like he could let a punch fly at any moment, so I grabbed both of his hands.
You were really going to hit me, weren't you? Like I'll let that happen!
Drunkard: Ow ow ow! Let me go! The customer is God! What kind of waiter are you!
Tomoaki: I don't think God would be saying such things. Furthermore, customers come here to enjoy their meals in peace in this store. You're no customer.
I was steaming with anger on the inside, but since I managed to pin him down myself and the dispute had been resolved with the old man looking like an idiot.
I kept my calm, professional demeanor.
I saw Sayaka running to the break room out of the corner of my eye.
She must be getting the manager and calling the police.
Tomoaki: Ouch!
I felt a sharp pain in my shin.
The old man had given me a hard kick. He couldn't move his hands, so he had to use his feet.
He's drunk and unsteady on his feet, but that fucker's wearing leather shoes so it hurts like hell.
He put his knee between my thighs.
And stomped on my toes with all his might.
And kicked my shins over and over again.
Ow ow ow ow! Where the fuck does he get off!
Drunkard: Problem?! You scared?! You talk big, but you still won't lay a hand on a customer! You're such a fucking coward, living your whole life with your head down suits you!
Sayaka: Maede!!
Sayaka's voice rang out in my head.
Despite the fact that my heart was pounding, my ming was strangely calm. I felt a coolness over my body all of a sudden.
Only my outstretched, fist felt warm and tingly.
And then the drunk old man just happened to fall over with a soft "ugh".
Manager: Maeda, what have you done now!
Sayaka: You've got it all wrong! That man tried to harass me...
I could hear Sayaka arguing with the manager about something in the distance as I gradually opened my fist.
It hurt. It finally dawned upon me that I'd hit someone.
Diabolik Lovers - Ayato Maniac Prologue
Maniac Prologue
Flashback
Ayato: Uwaaaaaa-!!
[splashing sound]
Ayato: *coughs and gasps for air*...!
[splashing sounds]
Cordelia: Stay there and cool your head a little.
Ayato: No way... Mothe...r...
Cordelia: Who said taht you could get up?
Ayato: Ugh...!
Cordelia: Not yet. This is a punishment, after all. You can't be inferior to anyone. Even being equal is bad. You must always be the strongest, or else... If you can't do that, then... you're not my son! I don't want you if you're not the best. I'll be done with you.
Ayato: No! I don't want that, Mother! Uuu, ugh...
Richter: ...Oh dear. It seems you're as extreme as ever.
Cordelia: Ah, Richter. That's not true. This is just a punishment. I'm disciplining him.
Ayato: Richter...!
Richter: In that case... To summon me to such a place... Is it so I can be used as another form of punishment?
Ayato: ...!?
Cordelia: Ufufu, I don't want you to punish this child. The person who neglects me and is infatuated with that woman... I want to punish that person... nn... *kissing sounds*
Richter: *more kissing*...
Cordelia: Richter...
Richter: You really are a cruel person, aren't you... Trying to use me even after you are fully aware of my feelings.
Cordelia: Oh my, aren't you the same, taking advantage of me, as well? You're using my blood, aren't you? In order to win against that person.
Richter: ...Cordelia...
Cordelia:...nn *kissing sounds*... ufufu. Let's go somewhere else.
Richter: ...yes...
Ayato: N-No... Don't, Mother! *crying* Stop it... Noooooo-!!
Present Day
[in Ayato's room]
Ayato: ...tch! ...haa, haa.
[in Yui's room]
Yui: Haa, it seems I've woken up.
I feel as if I saw an unpleasant dream, but... I really don't remember any of it.
Yui: I should get a glass of water...
[sound of breaking glass}
Yui: Eh...? Wh-What was that!?
[Yui runs out of her room and into the kitchen]
Ayato: Uwaaaaaaa-!!
[more glass breaking]
Yui: Wha...! A-Ayato-kun!? What are you...
Ayato: Shit! Why this-!!
[more breaking sounds]
Yui: St-Stop it!! Ayato-kun!!
[Yui runs up to Ayato]
Ayato: *gasp*...!?
Yui: You hurt your hand...! What's the matter? What happened?
Ayato: ...ugh...
Yui: Ah, if we don't hurry and treat the injury...
[grabbing sound]
Yui: Eh...!?
Ayato: ...damn it...
[grabbing sound]
Yui: Ah...! Ayato-kun!?
The power of his arms grabbing hold of me... it's more powerful than usual...!
Ayato: ...*biting sound* haa...!
Yui: Noooo! Ow, it hurts!
Ayato: ...*sucking sounds*...haa. Nn...
Yui: ...ah.
As I thought... this isn't the usual... Ayato-kun.
Ayato: Nn... *sucking sounds* haa...
Yui: Ayato...kun?
Ayato: That's right... I, too, am using this person's blood...
Yui: Eh?
Ayato: I'll surpass everything. I will... kill that person.
Surpass everything...? Kill? What does that mean? Who is "that person"?
Ayato: You'd better be prepared. This isn't anywhere near over.
Yui: Ayato-kun...
Even though he's smiling... somehow he looks lonely... It's an empty smile.
[Yui wraps her arms around Ayato]
Ayato: ...!
Ah... W-Without thinking, I embraced him.
After all, more than usual... He looks so helpless.
Ayato: Yui...
Yui: Eh... ahh, yes...
Ayato: Already, from here on... I don't know what'll happen, you know... nn... *kiss*
Flashback
Ayato: Uwaaaaaa-!!
[splashing sound]
Ayato: *coughs and gasps for air*...!
[splashing sounds]
Cordelia: Stay there and cool your head a little.
Ayato: No way... Mothe...r...
Cordelia: Who said taht you could get up?
Ayato: Ugh...!
Cordelia: Not yet. This is a punishment, after all. You can't be inferior to anyone. Even being equal is bad. You must always be the strongest, or else... If you can't do that, then... you're not my son! I don't want you if you're not the best. I'll be done with you.
Ayato: No! I don't want that, Mother! Uuu, ugh...
Richter: ...Oh dear. It seems you're as extreme as ever.
Cordelia: Ah, Richter. That's not true. This is just a punishment. I'm disciplining him.
Ayato: Richter...!
Richter: In that case... To summon me to such a place... Is it so I can be used as another form of punishment?
Ayato: ...!?
Cordelia: Ufufu, I don't want you to punish this child. The person who neglects me and is infatuated with that woman... I want to punish that person... nn... *kissing sounds*
Richter: *more kissing*...
Cordelia: Richter...
Richter: You really are a cruel person, aren't you... Trying to use me even after you are fully aware of my feelings.
Cordelia: Oh my, aren't you the same, taking advantage of me, as well? You're using my blood, aren't you? In order to win against that person.
Richter: ...Cordelia...
Cordelia:...nn *kissing sounds*... ufufu. Let's go somewhere else.
Richter: ...yes...
Ayato: N-No... Don't, Mother! *crying* Stop it... Noooooo-!!
Present Day
[in Ayato's room]
Ayato: ...tch! ...haa, haa.
[in Yui's room]
Yui: Haa, it seems I've woken up.
I feel as if I saw an unpleasant dream, but... I really don't remember any of it.
Yui: I should get a glass of water...
[sound of breaking glass}
Yui: Eh...? Wh-What was that!?
[Yui runs out of her room and into the kitchen]
Ayato: Uwaaaaaaa-!!
[more glass breaking]
Yui: Wha...! A-Ayato-kun!? What are you...
Ayato: Shit! Why this-!!
[more breaking sounds]
Yui: St-Stop it!! Ayato-kun!!
[Yui runs up to Ayato]
Ayato: *gasp*...!?
Yui: You hurt your hand...! What's the matter? What happened?
Ayato: ...ugh...
Yui: Ah, if we don't hurry and treat the injury...
[grabbing sound]
Yui: Eh...!?
Ayato: ...damn it...
[grabbing sound]
Yui: Ah...! Ayato-kun!?
The power of his arms grabbing hold of me... it's more powerful than usual...!
Ayato: ...*biting sound* haa...!
Yui: Noooo! Ow, it hurts!
Ayato: ...*sucking sounds*...haa. Nn...
Yui: ...ah.
As I thought... this isn't the usual... Ayato-kun.
Ayato: Nn... *sucking sounds* haa...
Yui: Ayato...kun?
Ayato: That's right... I, too, am using this person's blood...
Yui: Eh?
Ayato: I'll surpass everything. I will... kill that person.
Surpass everything...? Kill? What does that mean? Who is "that person"?
Ayato: You'd better be prepared. This isn't anywhere near over.
Yui: Ayato-kun...
Even though he's smiling... somehow he looks lonely... It's an empty smile.
[Yui wraps her arms around Ayato]
Ayato: ...!
Ah... W-Without thinking, I embraced him.
After all, more than usual... He looks so helpless.
Ayato: Yui...
Yui: Eh... ahh, yes...
Ayato: Already, from here on... I don't know what'll happen, you know... nn... *kiss*
Dramatical Murder - Mizuki's Disappearance
Mizuki's Disappearance
Dry Juice's truf is in the... East district.
"Yukisagi", where there's tons of alleways filled with good food.
While making us very noticable, I start to feel that something is wrong when we get close to their turf.
Dry Juice members would always hang around in this area, but there's no one here. Not a single person.
Aoba: It's like a ghost town.
Koujaku: Do you think they moved to another place?
Aoba: I didn't hear anything about that...
I feel a horrible premonition.
I quicken my pace and hurry on my way.
I go into the alleyway where they usually hang out.
And of course, no one's there either.
Koujaku stops and grabs onto my arm as I attempt to hurry through the entrance.
Koujaku: ...Hey.
Aoba: What...!?
I look to the same place Koujaku is, and I freeze up.
...It's gone.
The Dry Juice tag art on the wall...
It's been painted out pitch black.
Aoba: Why...?
No way... Were they defeated?
But by whom? What team?
Koujaku: Aoba, look at that.
On the wall, there's a different picture painted.
It's not Dry Juice's.
Robot-like wings... and a halo around a heart.
That tag belongs to...
Aoba: Morphine...!?
That can't be...
Morphine took out dry Juice...!?
Koujaku: 'Mysterious disappearance', my ass...
Koujaku mutters something and my heart skips a beat.
Yeah... their 'mysterious disappearances'.
I thought they were just an urban legend.
...No, this might just be a prank or something.
Dry Juice is the largest team in Rib.
There might've been some people who didn't find it fun anymore, so they might have done this and fled.
So they must be trying to blame it on Morphine to get away...
That's just as realistic if not more than them being abducted.
...Really.
Is there really no one left here?
Aoba: ...Gh. Hey! Is anyone here!? Hey!
While running, my shouts echo in the empty space.
But no one answers me.
Shit...!
What's going on...!?
I go towards the other alleyway where Mizuki would always be.
There would definitely be a bunch of members there with him.
Aoba: ...!!
I enter the other alleyway...
I saw it coming, but I still felt disappointed.
As I predicted, no one was there.
And in the inner part of the alleyway, the tag art of Rib's largest team was, of course, blacked out.
What the hell is going on...?
Mizuki would always lean on the wall, next to that tag.
And whenever I came, he'd greet me with a smile...
Feeling as if everything important to me has been torn apart, I turn my head away from the horrible sight.
But I look right back.
Koujaku: Aoba, there's no one on the other side either.
Koujaku came running into the alleyway.
Koujaku: It's bad here too, huh.
Aoba: ...Hey, this-
Koujaku: What...!? This... blood!?
Aoba: It looks like it.
There are skid marks from shoes, and blood is scattered evrywhere. It looks fresh.
When I take a more careful look, there's evidence of trash being kicked around and fighting.
The more I look, the more it seems likely.
'Mysterious disappearances'.
Morphine's work.
People in Rib would always be fighting one another, but the worst they would do would be to beat up each other and scribble over their tag.
This isn't one of those situations.
This is obviously more than just a petty fight.
It looks like the opposing team didn't even think of holding themselves back. They certainly got their message through...
Aoba: .....
What... happened here?
It should be bustling with Dry Juice members.
Everyone got along, and you could forget about your loneliness here.
That's why I think people joined.
You're not alone here. There'd be numbers of people you'd spend time with.
Even if it was temporary, the bonds between the members were as tight as family.
For that... to come to this.
Koujaku: Shit, I can't get through to Mizuki.
Koujaku clicked his tongue while using his Coil.
Koujaku: What's going on? What kind of monster went through here? Is this Morphine's work?
Aoba: Mizuki...
Reality hits me and I'm completely in shock. I can hear footsteps coming here from both the entrance and the exit at the same time.
Aoba: !
Koujaku: .....
Virus: Hey, I was wondering who it was. Fancy meeting you here, Aoba-san.
Trip: Yoohoo, Aoba!
Aoba: You guys...
The footsteps coming into the alleyway came from Virus and Trip.
Aoba: Why're you guys here?
Virus: We're in charge of the area around here.
Koujaku: ...Yakuza?
Koujaku glares at the two of them, murmuring curses under his breath.
Koujaku was in Rib, so seeing yakuza walk around like they owned the place wasn't a pleasant sight to him.
Koujaku: Are you guys twins? You look exactly alike.
Virus: We are not twins.
Trip: We're not twins.
Koujaku: Aoba, you're with these kinds of people?
Aoba: I'm not... They weren't yakuza when I first met them anyway. It was when you left the island, Koujaku.
Virus: Yep. You could say that we're old friends.
Trip: Yeah, yeah, nothing to do with our work.
Virus: We're in a pretty violent business, but we're not breaking any rules. We do as much as our common sense allows; it's nice to meet you.
Koujaku: You're still yakuza. That's not good or bad. From the last bone and to the last drop of their blood, that's what they are and always will be.
While Koujaku speaks, he looks at both Virus and Trip.
I was a little astonished too, to be honest.
Koujaku's tone was so awfully angry and violent.
Does Koujaku really hate yakuza to that extent...?
Virus: Although these are our words, both the yakuza and police have never really changed much on this island. Isn't that right? Aren't you that team's Head? I wonder how many policemen you had to make nice with.
Koujaku: I'm not trying to say that all policemen are bad. Just that some are rotten in the barrel.
Virus: Well, we'd like to thank you. As rotten yakuza.
Trip: Haha!
Koujaku: .....
Virus: By the way, isn't one of your friends in Dry Juice, Aoba? Have they moved off to somewhere else?
Trip: We haven't seen of their members yet.
Aoba: They're all... gone.
Trip: Gone?
Aoba: We only just got here a little while ago, but Dry Juice's tag was painted out, and... Morphine's tag was drawn on it.
Virus: Morphine...
Virus puts his hand to his lips in deep thought.
Trip: You mean Morphine, that living fantasy team?
Aoba: Yeah. I was thinking that maybe it was someone trying to frame Morphine for it, though...
Virus: All the same, that's quite barbaric. Taking out an entire team in one shot... how vicious.
Koujaku: .....
Aoba: Aren't you guys in charge of this area? Do you know anything?
Virus: That's true. What we know...
Trip: It was difficult to make the rounds last night.
Virus: We couldn't find a single Dry Juice member.
Aoba: Around what time was that?
Trip: Around nine? Didn't it happen later anyway?
Virus: And they didn't kidnap just one member... but all of them. That isn't such a simple thing to do.
Aoba: I know that. So...
Isn't this exactly like when Morphine just disappeared on the map back then?
I want to say that, but all that I mutter to myself stays in my mind.
Virus: So that's it. Now I understand the situation a bit more. I'll contact you if anything happens on our side.
Aoba: Thanks.
Virus: We're already used to these kinds of dangerous subjects. Be safe, Aoba-san.
Trip: I don't know why the hell we're doing this, but we'll do what we can.
Koujaku: You should get your fucking noses out of Rib. What do you think you can do?
Koujaku tries to provoke them, but Virus just heightens his eyebrows in amusement.
Virus: You think we're parasites of this town, don't you? Our goal is to just hold our footing and build up our influence. Morphine or whatever is fine, but to dirty up our land is a bit of an unpleasant thing to do.
Koujaku: Tch.
Koujaku clicks his tongue at the cheerfully smiling Virus.
Virus: Well then. We'll go check out the area and... Hm?
Policeman 1: Hey, you all over there! What're you up to!?
We were exposed and policemen started to run after us in hordes. They're the ones who patrol this area.
Policeman 2: Don't move! If you do, I'll shoot!
The policemen all point their guns at the same time.
Koujaku: Well, we're in trouble.
Virus: Oh my, they're even more noisy today than ever. They're so full of energy.
Trip: Isn't this where we split up?
Virus: We're not too good at that either. Please escape, Aoba-san.
Aoba: Got it.
Trip: We'll all run in like a kamikaze attack. Then feel free to split up. Run on my signal. One, two... three!
Trip gives the signal, and we all start running.
Policeman 3: You fuckers!
The policemen start firing. But they never found the effort to train every day, so not a bullet ever scratched us.
Virus: All-
Trip: -Right.
Policeman 2: Whoa! Y-You!
Trip and Virus jump onto a policeman, and they all fall like dominos.
Virus: See you later then, Aoba-san!
Trip: Bye bye!
Aoba: Thanks!
Koujaku: Let's go, Aoba!
Policeman 1: B-Bastards.... Stay right there!!
Virus and Trip go to the right, and Koujaku and I run to the left as fast as we can.
Behind us I could hear the sound of gunshots and angry yelling, but was we ran from Yukisagi to Aoyagi I couldn't hear anything at all.
Aoba: Ha... Haah, hah.
Koujaku: Haa... We're having an awfully bad day.
We really are...
I catch my breath and close my eyes, and my vision slowly becomes clearer.
The Dry Juice tag painted out in black.
The bloodstains scattered everywhere.
Where did Mizuki go?
I wonder if he's okay.
Who did this?
Maybe another team held a grudge against Dry Juice or something...
Maybe it was... Morphine?
Aoba: What the hell's going on?
Koujaku: Aoba...
A few moments pass and I boil over in vivid anger.
No matter the reason, this is unforgivable.
Going around doing things like this...
Aoba: I'm definitely going to find the guys who did this.
Koujaku: That's right. I'll go ask my team members if they saw anything.
Aoba: I'm counting on you.
I don't know who or what Morphine is, but they've got to be the criminals.
If Mizuki and the others are hurt when I catch Morphine...
I won't go easy on them.
I'll never forgive them for this.
Dry Juice's truf is in the... East district.
"Yukisagi", where there's tons of alleways filled with good food.
While making us very noticable, I start to feel that something is wrong when we get close to their turf.
Dry Juice members would always hang around in this area, but there's no one here. Not a single person.
Aoba: It's like a ghost town.
Koujaku: Do you think they moved to another place?
Aoba: I didn't hear anything about that...
I feel a horrible premonition.
I quicken my pace and hurry on my way.
I go into the alleyway where they usually hang out.
And of course, no one's there either.
Koujaku stops and grabs onto my arm as I attempt to hurry through the entrance.
Koujaku: ...Hey.
Aoba: What...!?
I look to the same place Koujaku is, and I freeze up.
...It's gone.
The Dry Juice tag art on the wall...
It's been painted out pitch black.
Aoba: Why...?
No way... Were they defeated?
But by whom? What team?
Koujaku: Aoba, look at that.
On the wall, there's a different picture painted.
It's not Dry Juice's.
Robot-like wings... and a halo around a heart.
That tag belongs to...
Aoba: Morphine...!?
That can't be...
Morphine took out dry Juice...!?
Koujaku: 'Mysterious disappearance', my ass...
Koujaku mutters something and my heart skips a beat.
Yeah... their 'mysterious disappearances'.
I thought they were just an urban legend.
...No, this might just be a prank or something.
Dry Juice is the largest team in Rib.
There might've been some people who didn't find it fun anymore, so they might have done this and fled.
So they must be trying to blame it on Morphine to get away...
That's just as realistic if not more than them being abducted.
...Really.
Is there really no one left here?
Aoba: ...Gh. Hey! Is anyone here!? Hey!
While running, my shouts echo in the empty space.
But no one answers me.
Shit...!
What's going on...!?
I go towards the other alleyway where Mizuki would always be.
There would definitely be a bunch of members there with him.
Aoba: ...!!
I enter the other alleyway...
I saw it coming, but I still felt disappointed.
As I predicted, no one was there.
And in the inner part of the alleyway, the tag art of Rib's largest team was, of course, blacked out.
What the hell is going on...?
Mizuki would always lean on the wall, next to that tag.
And whenever I came, he'd greet me with a smile...
Feeling as if everything important to me has been torn apart, I turn my head away from the horrible sight.
But I look right back.
Koujaku: Aoba, there's no one on the other side either.
Koujaku came running into the alleyway.
Koujaku: It's bad here too, huh.
Aoba: ...Hey, this-
Koujaku: What...!? This... blood!?
Aoba: It looks like it.
There are skid marks from shoes, and blood is scattered evrywhere. It looks fresh.
When I take a more careful look, there's evidence of trash being kicked around and fighting.
The more I look, the more it seems likely.
'Mysterious disappearances'.
Morphine's work.
People in Rib would always be fighting one another, but the worst they would do would be to beat up each other and scribble over their tag.
This isn't one of those situations.
This is obviously more than just a petty fight.
It looks like the opposing team didn't even think of holding themselves back. They certainly got their message through...
Aoba: .....
What... happened here?
It should be bustling with Dry Juice members.
Everyone got along, and you could forget about your loneliness here.
That's why I think people joined.
You're not alone here. There'd be numbers of people you'd spend time with.
Even if it was temporary, the bonds between the members were as tight as family.
For that... to come to this.
Koujaku: Shit, I can't get through to Mizuki.
Koujaku clicked his tongue while using his Coil.
Koujaku: What's going on? What kind of monster went through here? Is this Morphine's work?
Aoba: Mizuki...
Reality hits me and I'm completely in shock. I can hear footsteps coming here from both the entrance and the exit at the same time.
Aoba: !
Koujaku: .....
Virus: Hey, I was wondering who it was. Fancy meeting you here, Aoba-san.
Trip: Yoohoo, Aoba!
Aoba: You guys...
The footsteps coming into the alleyway came from Virus and Trip.
Aoba: Why're you guys here?
Virus: We're in charge of the area around here.
Koujaku: ...Yakuza?
Koujaku glares at the two of them, murmuring curses under his breath.
Koujaku was in Rib, so seeing yakuza walk around like they owned the place wasn't a pleasant sight to him.
Koujaku: Are you guys twins? You look exactly alike.
Virus: We are not twins.
Trip: We're not twins.
Koujaku: Aoba, you're with these kinds of people?
Aoba: I'm not... They weren't yakuza when I first met them anyway. It was when you left the island, Koujaku.
Virus: Yep. You could say that we're old friends.
Trip: Yeah, yeah, nothing to do with our work.
Virus: We're in a pretty violent business, but we're not breaking any rules. We do as much as our common sense allows; it's nice to meet you.
Koujaku: You're still yakuza. That's not good or bad. From the last bone and to the last drop of their blood, that's what they are and always will be.
While Koujaku speaks, he looks at both Virus and Trip.
I was a little astonished too, to be honest.
Koujaku's tone was so awfully angry and violent.
Does Koujaku really hate yakuza to that extent...?
Virus: Although these are our words, both the yakuza and police have never really changed much on this island. Isn't that right? Aren't you that team's Head? I wonder how many policemen you had to make nice with.
Koujaku: I'm not trying to say that all policemen are bad. Just that some are rotten in the barrel.
Virus: Well, we'd like to thank you. As rotten yakuza.
Trip: Haha!
Koujaku: .....
Virus: By the way, isn't one of your friends in Dry Juice, Aoba? Have they moved off to somewhere else?
Trip: We haven't seen of their members yet.
Aoba: They're all... gone.
Trip: Gone?
Aoba: We only just got here a little while ago, but Dry Juice's tag was painted out, and... Morphine's tag was drawn on it.
Virus: Morphine...
Virus puts his hand to his lips in deep thought.
Trip: You mean Morphine, that living fantasy team?
Aoba: Yeah. I was thinking that maybe it was someone trying to frame Morphine for it, though...
Virus: All the same, that's quite barbaric. Taking out an entire team in one shot... how vicious.
Koujaku: .....
Aoba: Aren't you guys in charge of this area? Do you know anything?
Virus: That's true. What we know...
Trip: It was difficult to make the rounds last night.
Virus: We couldn't find a single Dry Juice member.
Aoba: Around what time was that?
Trip: Around nine? Didn't it happen later anyway?
Virus: And they didn't kidnap just one member... but all of them. That isn't such a simple thing to do.
Aoba: I know that. So...
Isn't this exactly like when Morphine just disappeared on the map back then?
I want to say that, but all that I mutter to myself stays in my mind.
Virus: So that's it. Now I understand the situation a bit more. I'll contact you if anything happens on our side.
Aoba: Thanks.
Virus: We're already used to these kinds of dangerous subjects. Be safe, Aoba-san.
Trip: I don't know why the hell we're doing this, but we'll do what we can.
Koujaku: You should get your fucking noses out of Rib. What do you think you can do?
Koujaku tries to provoke them, but Virus just heightens his eyebrows in amusement.
Virus: You think we're parasites of this town, don't you? Our goal is to just hold our footing and build up our influence. Morphine or whatever is fine, but to dirty up our land is a bit of an unpleasant thing to do.
Koujaku: Tch.
Koujaku clicks his tongue at the cheerfully smiling Virus.
Virus: Well then. We'll go check out the area and... Hm?
Policeman 1: Hey, you all over there! What're you up to!?
We were exposed and policemen started to run after us in hordes. They're the ones who patrol this area.
Policeman 2: Don't move! If you do, I'll shoot!
The policemen all point their guns at the same time.
Koujaku: Well, we're in trouble.
Virus: Oh my, they're even more noisy today than ever. They're so full of energy.
Trip: Isn't this where we split up?
Virus: We're not too good at that either. Please escape, Aoba-san.
Aoba: Got it.
Trip: We'll all run in like a kamikaze attack. Then feel free to split up. Run on my signal. One, two... three!
Trip gives the signal, and we all start running.
Policeman 3: You fuckers!
The policemen start firing. But they never found the effort to train every day, so not a bullet ever scratched us.
Virus: All-
Trip: -Right.
Policeman 2: Whoa! Y-You!
Trip and Virus jump onto a policeman, and they all fall like dominos.
Virus: See you later then, Aoba-san!
Trip: Bye bye!
Aoba: Thanks!
Koujaku: Let's go, Aoba!
Policeman 1: B-Bastards.... Stay right there!!
Virus and Trip go to the right, and Koujaku and I run to the left as fast as we can.
Behind us I could hear the sound of gunshots and angry yelling, but was we ran from Yukisagi to Aoyagi I couldn't hear anything at all.
Aoba: Ha... Haah, hah.
Koujaku: Haa... We're having an awfully bad day.
We really are...
I catch my breath and close my eyes, and my vision slowly becomes clearer.
The Dry Juice tag painted out in black.
The bloodstains scattered everywhere.
Where did Mizuki go?
I wonder if he's okay.
Who did this?
Maybe another team held a grudge against Dry Juice or something...
Maybe it was... Morphine?
Aoba: What the hell's going on?
Koujaku: Aoba...
A few moments pass and I boil over in vivid anger.
No matter the reason, this is unforgivable.
Going around doing things like this...
Aoba: I'm definitely going to find the guys who did this.
Koujaku: That's right. I'll go ask my team members if they saw anything.
Aoba: I'm counting on you.
I don't know who or what Morphine is, but they've got to be the criminals.
If Mizuki and the others are hurt when I catch Morphine...
I won't go easy on them.
I'll never forgive them for this.
Joined in Love with You - Advice
Advice
I just wandered around with my head blank, and then my body head made me regain my senses.
I could feel that my heart is thumping twice as fast... no, more like three times.
What does this mean?
Why is my heart beating so violently?
Mai: Uwaaaaaahh! I don't get this! I don't get this at all!
Yuuna: Oh my, Mai-san...
Mai: Y-Yuuna-san.
Since when had she been here?
Yuuna: Oh, Mai-san, just when I was wondering why are you mumbling by yourself. You shouted out loud all of a sudden.
Mai: Ah, ahaha...
What a shock.
Yuuna: Did something happen?
Mai: Not really...
I guess this isn't something I can discuss with someone else.
Yuuna: Are you waiting for someone?
Mai: N-No, not really...
Yuuna: Then did someone confess to you?
Mai: What!? ...How-H-H-How did you know!?
Yuuna: Oh my, really? I was just guessing though.
Mai: Uugh!!
Yuuna: Well, this is the first time I've seen you look so restless, Mai-san.
Mai: I-Is that so? Even I have times when I feel uneasy, you know.
Yuuna: I suppose. But you just look so calm all the time.
Mai: Of course not.
Yuuna: Really?
Yuuna-san gave me a gentle smile.
Looking at that smile, I felt that I calmed down a little.
Yuuna: Still, whoever that girl is, she's really something for confessing so early in the morning.
Mai: Y-Yeah... seriously... She didn't think one bit of how I was going to feel. She never showed it in her behavior before, and then all of a sudden she tells me that...
Yuuna: Oh my, are you lost?
Mai: I'm confused, totally. My head is completely blank. I never felt so clueless before that I can't even think. I don't even know how everything turned out like this.
Yuuna: Isn't that love, then?
Mai: ...Huh? Love?
I widened my eyes as I heard her reply and saw a gleeful smile surface on Yuuna-san's face.
Mai: Ah, but... That can't be true.
I met Reo just several weeks ago.
Has it really been just a few weeks since we first met?
I just felt that I must take care of her.
She's always so perverse, so I couldn't help but always get concerned about her.
No matter where she tries to run to, I would want to chase after her.
That's because I know that even though she's not very honest, she's actually a very good girl.
She came to visit me yesterday, and that made me so happy.
She even bought cold medicines and health drinks for me.
I was so, so happy that she's worried about me.
I came to school today so I can meet Reo too.
Mai: .........
No way...
My heart started thumping violently again.
Could it be true?
That I am in love with Reo?
No, that can't be...
Yuuna: It seems that you have an idea.
Mai: Uu... Thank you, Yuuna-san. I guess... I still need to think about this by myself.
Yuuna: Yup, that way is better, right~
Mai: Yeah...
I just wandered around with my head blank, and then my body head made me regain my senses.
I could feel that my heart is thumping twice as fast... no, more like three times.
What does this mean?
Why is my heart beating so violently?
Mai: Uwaaaaaahh! I don't get this! I don't get this at all!
Yuuna: Oh my, Mai-san...
Mai: Y-Yuuna-san.
Since when had she been here?
Yuuna: Oh, Mai-san, just when I was wondering why are you mumbling by yourself. You shouted out loud all of a sudden.
Mai: Ah, ahaha...
What a shock.
Yuuna: Did something happen?
Mai: Not really...
I guess this isn't something I can discuss with someone else.
Yuuna: Are you waiting for someone?
Mai: N-No, not really...
Yuuna: Then did someone confess to you?
Mai: What!? ...How-H-H-How did you know!?
Yuuna: Oh my, really? I was just guessing though.
Mai: Uugh!!
Yuuna: Well, this is the first time I've seen you look so restless, Mai-san.
Mai: I-Is that so? Even I have times when I feel uneasy, you know.
Yuuna: I suppose. But you just look so calm all the time.
Mai: Of course not.
Yuuna: Really?
Yuuna-san gave me a gentle smile.
Looking at that smile, I felt that I calmed down a little.
Yuuna: Still, whoever that girl is, she's really something for confessing so early in the morning.
Mai: Y-Yeah... seriously... She didn't think one bit of how I was going to feel. She never showed it in her behavior before, and then all of a sudden she tells me that...
Yuuna: Oh my, are you lost?
Mai: I'm confused, totally. My head is completely blank. I never felt so clueless before that I can't even think. I don't even know how everything turned out like this.
Yuuna: Isn't that love, then?
Mai: ...Huh? Love?
I widened my eyes as I heard her reply and saw a gleeful smile surface on Yuuna-san's face.
Mai: Ah, but... That can't be true.
I met Reo just several weeks ago.
Has it really been just a few weeks since we first met?
I just felt that I must take care of her.
She's always so perverse, so I couldn't help but always get concerned about her.
No matter where she tries to run to, I would want to chase after her.
That's because I know that even though she's not very honest, she's actually a very good girl.
She came to visit me yesterday, and that made me so happy.
She even bought cold medicines and health drinks for me.
I was so, so happy that she's worried about me.
I came to school today so I can meet Reo too.
Mai: .........
No way...
My heart started thumping violently again.
Could it be true?
That I am in love with Reo?
No, that can't be...
Yuuna: It seems that you have an idea.
Mai: Uu... Thank you, Yuuna-san. I guess... I still need to think about this by myself.
Yuuna: Yup, that way is better, right~
Mai: Yeah...
Hadaka Shitsuji - Coffee Shop
Coffee Shop
Ah. Time is moving so slowly...
In my reverie, the five glasses on my tray fell to the floor and shattered.
Customer: Yikes! What are you doing!
Tomoaki: I'm terrible sorry! Did anything get on your clothes or belongings?
Customer: I'm fine, but that's entirely beside the point! What would you do if I had gotten soaked?! Well?
Customer: Seriously! Such a horrible young waiter.
Tomoaki: ...I'm terribly sorry! I'll clean up this mess immediately!
It happened so fast, but I had managed to turn away from the table as the glasses fell.
So, while I avoided spilling water on anyone, I have the sneaking suspicion that those old ladies are going to keep harping on it.
They've been sitting there for hours and haven't ordered a damn thing and now they'll be demanding compensation. Goddamnit.
I picked the tray up off the ground and tried to disappear.
Sayaka: Jeez! What a newbie mistake!
The second I picked up a mop, my coworker, Sayaka, deliberately walked over to berate me so everyone could hear.
Sayaka is a childhood friend of mine. She came in for an interview a week after I started working here.
Regardless of how long we've known each other, technically speaking, I'm her superior here.
She'd get pissed off if I mentioned it though.
At any rate, I only dropped the glasses because the customers kept grabbing them off my tray and threw it off balance.
It wasn't my fault. Just thinking about it makes me more upset.
I'm almost pissed off enough to take this out on Sayaka...
Sayaka: Okay. I think I've yelled at you enough now, the old ladies should be satisfied. I'll take care of the clean up, the spill's right next to their table and it'd be annoying if they started complaining again.
Sayaka said softly, smiled and took the mop from me.
Oh, I see. In hindsight, I gues she was covering for me.
If I think about it calmly, she's saved my ass a bunch of times so far. I guess it's her way of showing she cares.
Tomoaki: ...Thanks. My bad.
Sayaka: No problem, don't worry about it. You must be tired. We've still got some time before the dinner rush, so you should take a break. It'll be a serious pain if I have to clean up more of your messes.
Of course she couldn't resist tacking on some snark. That's so not cute. She'd be quite a catch if it weren't for that.
I shot Sayaka a look of gratiture as I headed back to the break room. At which point I was pulled aside by the manager.
Manager: Nice job, Maede. I think breaking five glasses at once is a new record for this restaurant.
Tomoaki: I'm really sorry for what happened... I've been really off my game today.
I dunno if "unlucky days" are really a thing, but today sure feels like one. Everything's going wrong.
I guess I'm in a funk. I feel really out of it.
I feel out of bed; stubbed my toe on the dresser; ran out of paper while taking a dump; got cut in line at the convenience store; the train was late; and I've got no food, no money, no dreams or ambition.
I sighed heavily.
Manager: A restaurant's reputation lives or dies on small details. You know that, don't you?
Man. The break Sayaka went out of her way to get me had abruptly turned into a lecture.
Manager: The hospitality industry is a risky business. It has a high turnover rate and you're not guaranteed to make a profit. It is important you understand that as soon as possible. In other words...
Well there's no way I can stop him now.The manager just wants to show off his business theories.
He's not even remotely interested in chastising me for my mistake.
At some point while I was ignoring his business talk, the conversation turned to his troubles from when he was in school.
Any feelings of guilt I had over breaking the cups completely vanished and as usual, the manager was not sparing any details as he spoke.
It was starting to get on my nerves. I just wanna get out of here.
Sayaka: How long are you planning to be on break! Get back to work!
Sayaka yelled, throwing the door open without even bothering to knock.
I'm saved! I looked at the clock: ten minutes had passed already.
Tomoaki: I'm sorry! I'll get back to work!
I cut the manager off and returned to the floor. "Break", my ass. I felt even more tired...
Ah. Time is moving so slowly...
In my reverie, the five glasses on my tray fell to the floor and shattered.
Customer: Yikes! What are you doing!
Tomoaki: I'm terrible sorry! Did anything get on your clothes or belongings?
Customer: I'm fine, but that's entirely beside the point! What would you do if I had gotten soaked?! Well?
Customer: Seriously! Such a horrible young waiter.
Tomoaki: ...I'm terribly sorry! I'll clean up this mess immediately!
It happened so fast, but I had managed to turn away from the table as the glasses fell.
So, while I avoided spilling water on anyone, I have the sneaking suspicion that those old ladies are going to keep harping on it.
They've been sitting there for hours and haven't ordered a damn thing and now they'll be demanding compensation. Goddamnit.
I picked the tray up off the ground and tried to disappear.
Sayaka: Jeez! What a newbie mistake!
The second I picked up a mop, my coworker, Sayaka, deliberately walked over to berate me so everyone could hear.
Sayaka is a childhood friend of mine. She came in for an interview a week after I started working here.
Regardless of how long we've known each other, technically speaking, I'm her superior here.
She'd get pissed off if I mentioned it though.
At any rate, I only dropped the glasses because the customers kept grabbing them off my tray and threw it off balance.
It wasn't my fault. Just thinking about it makes me more upset.
I'm almost pissed off enough to take this out on Sayaka...
Sayaka: Okay. I think I've yelled at you enough now, the old ladies should be satisfied. I'll take care of the clean up, the spill's right next to their table and it'd be annoying if they started complaining again.
Sayaka said softly, smiled and took the mop from me.
Oh, I see. In hindsight, I gues she was covering for me.
If I think about it calmly, she's saved my ass a bunch of times so far. I guess it's her way of showing she cares.
Tomoaki: ...Thanks. My bad.
Sayaka: No problem, don't worry about it. You must be tired. We've still got some time before the dinner rush, so you should take a break. It'll be a serious pain if I have to clean up more of your messes.
Of course she couldn't resist tacking on some snark. That's so not cute. She'd be quite a catch if it weren't for that.
I shot Sayaka a look of gratiture as I headed back to the break room. At which point I was pulled aside by the manager.
Manager: Nice job, Maede. I think breaking five glasses at once is a new record for this restaurant.
Tomoaki: I'm really sorry for what happened... I've been really off my game today.
I dunno if "unlucky days" are really a thing, but today sure feels like one. Everything's going wrong.
I guess I'm in a funk. I feel really out of it.
I feel out of bed; stubbed my toe on the dresser; ran out of paper while taking a dump; got cut in line at the convenience store; the train was late; and I've got no food, no money, no dreams or ambition.
I sighed heavily.
Manager: A restaurant's reputation lives or dies on small details. You know that, don't you?
Man. The break Sayaka went out of her way to get me had abruptly turned into a lecture.
Manager: The hospitality industry is a risky business. It has a high turnover rate and you're not guaranteed to make a profit. It is important you understand that as soon as possible. In other words...
Well there's no way I can stop him now.The manager just wants to show off his business theories.
He's not even remotely interested in chastising me for my mistake.
At some point while I was ignoring his business talk, the conversation turned to his troubles from when he was in school.
Any feelings of guilt I had over breaking the cups completely vanished and as usual, the manager was not sparing any details as he spoke.
It was starting to get on my nerves. I just wanna get out of here.
Sayaka: How long are you planning to be on break! Get back to work!
Sayaka yelled, throwing the door open without even bothering to knock.
I'm saved! I looked at the clock: ten minutes had passed already.
Tomoaki: I'm sorry! I'll get back to work!
I cut the manager off and returned to the floor. "Break", my ass. I felt even more tired...
Monday 30 March 2015
Dramatical Murder - Call out to Noiz
Call out to Noiz
Aoba: Noiz! Cut it out already! Just chill out!
Noiz: They're the ones who need to chill out.
Man 4: They're getting fired up over there.
Man 6: We'll teach these old geezers what's what.
It looks like those two are fighting.
And it even looks like they both don't want to miss this chance to be able to.
Koujaku: Well then... Here I go!
Koujaku and Noiz clash, and both Rib and Rhyme players start fighting each other like it's a free-for-all.
Since there are no rules, more people join in and it's a giant mess.
The large alleyway fills with the sound of screams and roars, and the sound of fighting echoes far and wide.
I have to at least stop Koujaku and Noiz...!
I force my way through to get to them, but a guy from the side swoops down on me.
Man 7: You're on the Rhyme side aren't you!?
Aoba: Whoooa!
He's about to hit me, and he looks like he's in for the kill.
I reflexively aim for his defenseless neck and strike it with my hand.
Man 7: Ugh!
His knees buckle in and he falls to the ground.
That was a close one...
It could've been bad if I wasn't paying attention.
Man 8: Uryah!
And as soon as that came to mind...!
Aoba: !
The man is swinging his arm, with something sharp flying around.
I soon realize that he has a knife in his hand.
Aoba: Seriously, that's not fucking funny!
I get both his arms in a hold, and pull them downwards. As he staggers, I shove my knee into his chin.
Man 8: Guh!
He bends backwards and I kick the knife that fell from his hand; then I connect a light kick into his face.
Man 8: Guh.
Aoba: Jeez...
I look for Koujaku and Noiz again.
They're still battling, not a bit focused on what's going on around them.
Aoba: Koujaku! Noi...
Akushima: You bastards! What're you doing!!?!?
The booming voice hurts my ears, and all of the fighting suddenly comes to a dead stop. Everyone turns their heads.
And then...
Once we saw who yelled, we all started running away as fast as we could.
Akushima...!
The policemen all pull out their guns.
Akushima: What the hell's all of this noise!? Rhyme!? Rib!? Either way, you're all getting the DEATH PENALTY!!!
Koujaku: Aoba!
Against the stampede of people running in the opposite direction, Koujaku heads my way.
Aoba: Where's Noiz?
Koujaku: He ran away. We have to go too!
Koujaku grabs my arm and we start running.
Akushima: GET BACK HEEEEEEREEEEE!!!!
Akushima's loud yells could be heard even as we ran farther away out of the alley.
Koujaku and I slow down and stop running once we realize that we don't hear the sound of any people after us anymore.
We're both completely out of breath.
Aoba: ...We should be fine if we're this far ahead.
Koujaku: Yeah.
Just to make sure, Koujaku turns around and checks behind us, and then he gives me an apologetic look.
Koujaku: ...Sorry about this. I came to your place again but ended up just making a racket. I lost my cool... to that little shit back there.
Koujaku's expression then turns serious.
Koujaku: Aoba. He's the guy who pulled you into that Drive-By Rhyme match, right?
Aoba: .....
His exact guess startles me.
He came up with it just by looking at my reactions.
Koujaku: So you knew already. I didn't think you would've.
Aoba: ...Sorry.
Koujaku: No. I'm not trying to put you down. But he's been following you around since that Drive-By, hasn't he? What happened?
Aoba: ...What should I say, uh-
There's no reason to hide it now.
I decide to tell Koujaku the truth straight out.
Aoba: When he dragged me into Rhyme, I didn't even know what to do. I've never done Rhyme before. At the end I sort of blacked out and I don't remember exactly what happened, but... he said that I won.
Koujaku: You did?
Aoba: Yeah. I don't remember it at all either, and there's no way I could've. But he said that I won.
Koujaku: So he's following you so he can get some payback, huh. He has no pride, that little shit. In or out of Rhyme, if you lose, you lose. A real man accepts his defeats. And you even blacked out, didn't you? At this point he's just plain harrassing you.
Aoba: I guess...
Koujaku: What? Are you worried about something?
Aoba: ...When I was in Rhyme, I heard someone's voice.
Koujaku: What do you mean? Not that guy's?
Aoba: I think it was someone else. It was more like his voice came from my head rather than outside it. And then I started to give instructions to Ren. It was like I just instinctively knew how to fight.
Koujaku: And you haven't done Rhyme ever, either.
Aoba: Yeah. But then why did I give instructions? I don't even know. And that's what bothers me...
I hang my head down because the conversation makes me feel uncomfortable, and Koujaku lightly grabs my shoulder.
Koujaku: Don't think too hard about it. That's always been a bed habit of yours. Otherwise Ren tells you, 'Aoba, your thoughts look like they're about to burst out of your head'.
Aoba: Okay...
Koujaku's impression of Ren gets me to smile a bit.
Koujaku: And being just suddenly dragged into Rhyme might've just confused you. But you can always tell me anything, just so you know.
Aoba: Yeah, thank you.
Koujaku: Because Tae-san always makes the best food.
Aoba: Because of that?
Koujaku: Haha.
I laugh together with Koujaku, and the glom starts to fade a little bit.
You always feel relieved when you talk to someone else.
That's right... I'm not the best at it, but it's not good to clam up about things like this.
If you do, it becomes something like a sickness.
Koujaku: Oh yeah, want to go hit up the guys in Dry Juice?
Aoba: Sure. I'm worried about Mizuki too... Ah!
Koujaku: What's wrong?
Aoba: I should be working! Haga-san is out so I have to go watch the store!
Koujaku: Hey, hey! Aren't you going to get in trouble?
Aoba: I'll go call him.
I call Haga-san on my Coil in a rush.
Haga (phone): Hello, you've reached Junk Shop Heibon.
Aoba: Haga-san!? I'm so sorry, I...!!
Haga (phone): Oh, Aoba-kun. I was wondering what happened since you weren't at the shop... did something urgent come up?
Aoba: Well, I, uh...
Noiz suddenly showed up to the shop and... he wouldn't understand me even if I said that, anyway.
Not knowing how I could possibly explain it to him, I dodge the question and apologize profusely.
He sounded a little bitter about it, but he forgave me.
Haga (phone): It's okay for today. I'm here.
Aoba: I'm so sorry about this...! I'll make sure to pay attention next time!
Haga (phone): I know you will. Well then, good work. Be safe.
Aoba: Good work today! Haa...
Koujaku: Everything okay?
Aoba: I guess...
As much as Haga-san lets me off, I still didn't take care of my resposibilities as an adult...
I'll apologize more later...
Aoba: Noiz! Cut it out already! Just chill out!
Noiz: They're the ones who need to chill out.
Man 4: They're getting fired up over there.
Man 6: We'll teach these old geezers what's what.
It looks like those two are fighting.
And it even looks like they both don't want to miss this chance to be able to.
Koujaku: Well then... Here I go!
Koujaku and Noiz clash, and both Rib and Rhyme players start fighting each other like it's a free-for-all.
Since there are no rules, more people join in and it's a giant mess.
The large alleyway fills with the sound of screams and roars, and the sound of fighting echoes far and wide.
I have to at least stop Koujaku and Noiz...!
I force my way through to get to them, but a guy from the side swoops down on me.
Man 7: You're on the Rhyme side aren't you!?
Aoba: Whoooa!
He's about to hit me, and he looks like he's in for the kill.
I reflexively aim for his defenseless neck and strike it with my hand.
Man 7: Ugh!
His knees buckle in and he falls to the ground.
That was a close one...
It could've been bad if I wasn't paying attention.
Man 8: Uryah!
And as soon as that came to mind...!
Aoba: !
The man is swinging his arm, with something sharp flying around.
I soon realize that he has a knife in his hand.
Aoba: Seriously, that's not fucking funny!
I get both his arms in a hold, and pull them downwards. As he staggers, I shove my knee into his chin.
Man 8: Guh!
He bends backwards and I kick the knife that fell from his hand; then I connect a light kick into his face.
Man 8: Guh.
Aoba: Jeez...
I look for Koujaku and Noiz again.
They're still battling, not a bit focused on what's going on around them.
Aoba: Koujaku! Noi...
Akushima: You bastards! What're you doing!!?!?
The booming voice hurts my ears, and all of the fighting suddenly comes to a dead stop. Everyone turns their heads.
And then...
Once we saw who yelled, we all started running away as fast as we could.
Akushima...!
The policemen all pull out their guns.
Akushima: What the hell's all of this noise!? Rhyme!? Rib!? Either way, you're all getting the DEATH PENALTY!!!
Koujaku: Aoba!
Against the stampede of people running in the opposite direction, Koujaku heads my way.
Aoba: Where's Noiz?
Koujaku: He ran away. We have to go too!
Koujaku grabs my arm and we start running.
Akushima: GET BACK HEEEEEEREEEEE!!!!
Akushima's loud yells could be heard even as we ran farther away out of the alley.
Koujaku and I slow down and stop running once we realize that we don't hear the sound of any people after us anymore.
We're both completely out of breath.
Aoba: ...We should be fine if we're this far ahead.
Koujaku: Yeah.
Just to make sure, Koujaku turns around and checks behind us, and then he gives me an apologetic look.
Koujaku: ...Sorry about this. I came to your place again but ended up just making a racket. I lost my cool... to that little shit back there.
Koujaku's expression then turns serious.
Koujaku: Aoba. He's the guy who pulled you into that Drive-By Rhyme match, right?
Aoba: .....
His exact guess startles me.
He came up with it just by looking at my reactions.
Koujaku: So you knew already. I didn't think you would've.
Aoba: ...Sorry.
Koujaku: No. I'm not trying to put you down. But he's been following you around since that Drive-By, hasn't he? What happened?
Aoba: ...What should I say, uh-
There's no reason to hide it now.
I decide to tell Koujaku the truth straight out.
Aoba: When he dragged me into Rhyme, I didn't even know what to do. I've never done Rhyme before. At the end I sort of blacked out and I don't remember exactly what happened, but... he said that I won.
Koujaku: You did?
Aoba: Yeah. I don't remember it at all either, and there's no way I could've. But he said that I won.
Koujaku: So he's following you so he can get some payback, huh. He has no pride, that little shit. In or out of Rhyme, if you lose, you lose. A real man accepts his defeats. And you even blacked out, didn't you? At this point he's just plain harrassing you.
Aoba: I guess...
Koujaku: What? Are you worried about something?
Aoba: ...When I was in Rhyme, I heard someone's voice.
Koujaku: What do you mean? Not that guy's?
Aoba: I think it was someone else. It was more like his voice came from my head rather than outside it. And then I started to give instructions to Ren. It was like I just instinctively knew how to fight.
Koujaku: And you haven't done Rhyme ever, either.
Aoba: Yeah. But then why did I give instructions? I don't even know. And that's what bothers me...
I hang my head down because the conversation makes me feel uncomfortable, and Koujaku lightly grabs my shoulder.
Koujaku: Don't think too hard about it. That's always been a bed habit of yours. Otherwise Ren tells you, 'Aoba, your thoughts look like they're about to burst out of your head'.
Aoba: Okay...
Koujaku's impression of Ren gets me to smile a bit.
Koujaku: And being just suddenly dragged into Rhyme might've just confused you. But you can always tell me anything, just so you know.
Aoba: Yeah, thank you.
Koujaku: Because Tae-san always makes the best food.
Aoba: Because of that?
Koujaku: Haha.
I laugh together with Koujaku, and the glom starts to fade a little bit.
You always feel relieved when you talk to someone else.
That's right... I'm not the best at it, but it's not good to clam up about things like this.
If you do, it becomes something like a sickness.
Koujaku: Oh yeah, want to go hit up the guys in Dry Juice?
Aoba: Sure. I'm worried about Mizuki too... Ah!
Koujaku: What's wrong?
Aoba: I should be working! Haga-san is out so I have to go watch the store!
Koujaku: Hey, hey! Aren't you going to get in trouble?
Aoba: I'll go call him.
I call Haga-san on my Coil in a rush.
Haga (phone): Hello, you've reached Junk Shop Heibon.
Aoba: Haga-san!? I'm so sorry, I...!!
Haga (phone): Oh, Aoba-kun. I was wondering what happened since you weren't at the shop... did something urgent come up?
Aoba: Well, I, uh...
Noiz suddenly showed up to the shop and... he wouldn't understand me even if I said that, anyway.
Not knowing how I could possibly explain it to him, I dodge the question and apologize profusely.
He sounded a little bitter about it, but he forgave me.
Haga (phone): It's okay for today. I'm here.
Aoba: I'm so sorry about this...! I'll make sure to pay attention next time!
Haga (phone): I know you will. Well then, good work. Be safe.
Aoba: Good work today! Haa...
Koujaku: Everything okay?
Aoba: I guess...
As much as Haga-san lets me off, I still didn't take care of my resposibilities as an adult...
I'll apologize more later...
Joined in Love with You - Confession
Confession
In the end, she arrived at the rear garden where students rarely pass by.
I ran with all my might and caught a hold of Reo's arm.
Reo: Let me go~~
As Reo tried to hook my leg again, I evaded it and pulled her arm behind her back.
She's immobilized, but that didn't stop her from struggling.
Reo: You run too fast! Or rather, why are you chasing me in the first place?
Mai: That's because you're running away. I just wanted to thank you for yesterday, so why are you running away?
Reo: I-I don't need any thanks. It wasn't my intention to help you anyway, so don't misunderstand!
Mai: Even if you say that... At least you were worried about me, right? Then it's natural for me to thank you.
Reo: W-Well, I guess...
Mai: If you really don't care about me, then why did you come and visit me, then?
Reo: That's because I...
Mai: Yes?
Reo: I... N-No, I just can't say it.
Mai: What is it? You're making me really concerned.
Reo: I'm not saying it. It's meaningless even if I said it.
Mai: Why would you think it's meaningless?
Reo: If I said it, it would just make things awkward between us.
Mai: Don't tell me...
Reo: .........
Mai: Reo, do you hate me?
Reo: Huh?
Mai: Did you hate that I kept on forcefully taking care of you? So you came yesterday to tell me that...?
Reo: O-Of course not, Mai you idiot!
Mai: What? Why are you calling me an idiot?
Reo: That's not it! I love you!
Mai: Huh...? You... love me?
Reo: You blockhead! I'm saying that I love you! I love you, Mai! I love you a lot!
Mai: oh... oh...... oh......... Huh?
What did she just say?
Love?
Oh, she meant "love".
Wait, what? Love?
Mai: Whaaaaaaaaaaat!?
Reo started yelling uncontrollably with her eyes shut tight. It was as if she had gone mad.
Mai: Wha, wha... w-wha...
What is she talking about!?
Love? What kind of love?
Is it "that" kind of love?
A romantic love between two individuals?
Mai: W-Whaa... huh?
Reo: Don't you get it, you idiot?
Mai: B-But, erm, ermm...
My head is in complete turmoil.
Is this really a confession?
Well, this isn't the first time I've gotten a confession by a girl at St. Michael's; I've even received love letters before.
But well, how should I say this, this just came all too suddenly.
I never expected this at all.
I never realized Reo's feelings at all.
It's not that I'm saying that those are the reasons, but I feel ten times more confused than when the other girls confessed to me.
Mai: Y-You're serious... right?
Reo: Ha...
Regret filled me the instant I asked that stupid question.
Just by looking at Reo's face right now, it's obvious she's being serious about this.
But this was just all too sudden. I really couldn't believe it.
My head has gone totally blank.
Reo: ...Uu, ughuu...
Mai: R-Reo...
Reo: I'm sure that to you, I'm just another brat anyway. You just came and take care of me because I'm always getting in trouble. I know that.
Mai: N-No, that's not it... err...
Ahhh, what should I say?
The impact of the shock had crippled my thinking process.
Reo: See? There isn't any point to confessing. It would just make things awkward... Uu... uuugh... It's you who made me say it, you got that? Mai you idiot! Uwaaaaaah~
Reo ran back into the school building in tears.
It seems like she's trying to seek an answer for the confession from me.
But I was shocked stiff at that confession, and I couldn't move a single step.
Don't be so unreasonable.
I'm the one in the most disordered state right now.
Mai: Reo, you...
Facing the direction Reo ran off to, all I could give her was a blank stare and this indescribable feeling in me.
In the end, she arrived at the rear garden where students rarely pass by.
I ran with all my might and caught a hold of Reo's arm.
Reo: Let me go~~
As Reo tried to hook my leg again, I evaded it and pulled her arm behind her back.
She's immobilized, but that didn't stop her from struggling.
Reo: You run too fast! Or rather, why are you chasing me in the first place?
Mai: That's because you're running away. I just wanted to thank you for yesterday, so why are you running away?
Reo: I-I don't need any thanks. It wasn't my intention to help you anyway, so don't misunderstand!
Mai: Even if you say that... At least you were worried about me, right? Then it's natural for me to thank you.
Reo: W-Well, I guess...
Mai: If you really don't care about me, then why did you come and visit me, then?
Reo: That's because I...
Mai: Yes?
Reo: I... N-No, I just can't say it.
Mai: What is it? You're making me really concerned.
Reo: I'm not saying it. It's meaningless even if I said it.
Mai: Why would you think it's meaningless?
Reo: If I said it, it would just make things awkward between us.
Mai: Don't tell me...
Reo: .........
Mai: Reo, do you hate me?
Reo: Huh?
Mai: Did you hate that I kept on forcefully taking care of you? So you came yesterday to tell me that...?
Reo: O-Of course not, Mai you idiot!
Mai: What? Why are you calling me an idiot?
Reo: That's not it! I love you!
Mai: Huh...? You... love me?
Reo: You blockhead! I'm saying that I love you! I love you, Mai! I love you a lot!
Mai: oh... oh...... oh......... Huh?
What did she just say?
Love?
Oh, she meant "love".
Wait, what? Love?
Mai: Whaaaaaaaaaaat!?
Reo started yelling uncontrollably with her eyes shut tight. It was as if she had gone mad.
Mai: Wha, wha... w-wha...
What is she talking about!?
Love? What kind of love?
Is it "that" kind of love?
A romantic love between two individuals?
Mai: W-Whaa... huh?
Reo: Don't you get it, you idiot?
Mai: B-But, erm, ermm...
My head is in complete turmoil.
Is this really a confession?
Well, this isn't the first time I've gotten a confession by a girl at St. Michael's; I've even received love letters before.
But well, how should I say this, this just came all too suddenly.
I never expected this at all.
I never realized Reo's feelings at all.
It's not that I'm saying that those are the reasons, but I feel ten times more confused than when the other girls confessed to me.
Mai: Y-You're serious... right?
Reo: Ha...
Regret filled me the instant I asked that stupid question.
Just by looking at Reo's face right now, it's obvious she's being serious about this.
But this was just all too sudden. I really couldn't believe it.
My head has gone totally blank.
Reo: ...Uu, ughuu...
Mai: R-Reo...
Reo: I'm sure that to you, I'm just another brat anyway. You just came and take care of me because I'm always getting in trouble. I know that.
Mai: N-No, that's not it... err...
Ahhh, what should I say?
The impact of the shock had crippled my thinking process.
Reo: See? There isn't any point to confessing. It would just make things awkward... Uu... uuugh... It's you who made me say it, you got that? Mai you idiot! Uwaaaaaah~
Reo ran back into the school building in tears.
It seems like she's trying to seek an answer for the confession from me.
But I was shocked stiff at that confession, and I couldn't move a single step.
Don't be so unreasonable.
I'm the one in the most disordered state right now.
Mai: Reo, you...
Facing the direction Reo ran off to, all I could give her was a blank stare and this indescribable feeling in me.
Diabolik Lovers - Ayato Dark Epilogue
Dark - Epilogue
Fashback]
Kanato: Aah, the bat I finally captured has escaped...! ...uu, waaaah...
Laito: Ah, come on, Kanato-kun, don't cry. We'll quickly be able to catch it again.
Ayato: That's right! Stop that crying! This Ayato-sama will catch it.
Laito: Okay, then let's go, Ayato-kun!
Ayato: Ah- wait up! Don't go ahead of ore-sama... Ugh!
Cordelia: So you were in a place like this, Ayato.
Ayato: Mother...
Cordelia: Don't just play around all day. Come, return home and study.
Ayato: I-I don't want to...! I was already studying endlessly until just a little while ago!
Cordelia: You... always being so inattentive, nothing really entered that head of yours, right?
Ayato: But...
Cordelia: I'm not listening to any excuses. Come now, we're going.
Ayato: Kanato and Laito are playing, so why is it ao bad if only I'm not studying!?
Cordelia: You're different from other children. Now, listen to me!
Ayato: No! I want to play more!
Cordelia: ...This brat, don't you dare talk back to me!
[slapping sound]
Ayato: Wah... ugh!
Cordelia: Like this, do you think you can be the best!? You absolutely can't lose! Not to the likes of that woman's children...!
Ayato: Mother...
Cordelia: You are not always the best. The best is you. The next head of the family... has to be you. You're the best. It must be true. If that's the case, then I... to that person... I, the mother of the son who will be the next head of the familu... I will be recognized. I absolutely can't lose to that old hag Beatrix--
Present Day
Ayato: Nn...
Yui: .........
Ayato: Haa... Breastless? Why are you here... Wait, ah- I brought you here, did I?
Yui: Are you all right? Ayato-kun. It seemed like you were having a considerable nightmare... Did you see an unpleasant dream?
Ayato: ...What's this? You're not going yo say your usual "You brought me in while I was sleeping again!" complaint?
Yui: That is...
After all, things seem strange somehow...?
Ayato: It's nothing. It's not something for you to be worried over.
Yui: Ayato-kun...
Ayato: If you're worried, though... Give me your blood. If you do that, I'll probably feel good again, you know?
Yui: .........
When I look closely, there's a thin layer of sweat on his forehead... Did he really see a frightening dream, after all?
Yui: ...all right.
Ayato: Ah?
[clothes rustling sound]
Yui: U-Umm... go ahead.
Ayato: You... are you an idiot?
Yui: "Idiot", you say... you're the one who told me to give you my blood...
Ayato: I didn't expect you to just offer your blood like that. I thought that if I asked for your blood, I'd get to see your reluctant facial expressions.
Yui: Hmm... Then, would you like me to pretend to dislike it?
Ayato: .......... Pfft, ahahahaha! You really said it!
Yui: Ugh...
I really was being serious, though...
Ayato: As I thought, you really are the best... nn...
Yui: ...!
Ayato: Haa... *sucking sounds* Nn, *sucking sounds* Your blood is... flowing into my body... It's really filling me up. Nn... *sucking sounds* ...That's right. If I have your blood... *sucking sound* If I have you, I can be the strongest... I can be the best... hurry... hurry and wake up.
Yui: Eh, best...? "Wake up"...ah!
Ayato: ...*sucking sounds*...nn.
Yui: Ah...! A-Ayato-kun...! If you... suck that much...
[grabbing sounds]
Ayato: Hehe, why are you struggling now? You're the one who volunteered to do this, right?
Yui: ...Ugh...
Ayato: Don't hold back. I'll drain you to your limits.
Yui: Y-You've already had plenty, haven't you!? Ah...
[Yui falls over, but Ayato catches her]
Ayato: Whoa...! What, have you already run low on blood?
I feel dizzy...
Ayato: Come on, I'm going to suck more... until you can't resist at all anymore.
Yui: Sto... ugh. Geez, really...!
Ayato: Hehe, I already told you, didn't I? "You can't escape from me anymore", that is.
Fashback]
Kanato: Aah, the bat I finally captured has escaped...! ...uu, waaaah...
Laito: Ah, come on, Kanato-kun, don't cry. We'll quickly be able to catch it again.
Ayato: That's right! Stop that crying! This Ayato-sama will catch it.
Laito: Okay, then let's go, Ayato-kun!
Ayato: Ah- wait up! Don't go ahead of ore-sama... Ugh!
Cordelia: So you were in a place like this, Ayato.
Ayato: Mother...
Cordelia: Don't just play around all day. Come, return home and study.
Ayato: I-I don't want to...! I was already studying endlessly until just a little while ago!
Cordelia: You... always being so inattentive, nothing really entered that head of yours, right?
Ayato: But...
Cordelia: I'm not listening to any excuses. Come now, we're going.
Ayato: Kanato and Laito are playing, so why is it ao bad if only I'm not studying!?
Cordelia: You're different from other children. Now, listen to me!
Ayato: No! I want to play more!
Cordelia: ...This brat, don't you dare talk back to me!
[slapping sound]
Ayato: Wah... ugh!
Cordelia: Like this, do you think you can be the best!? You absolutely can't lose! Not to the likes of that woman's children...!
Ayato: Mother...
Cordelia: You are not always the best. The best is you. The next head of the family... has to be you. You're the best. It must be true. If that's the case, then I... to that person... I, the mother of the son who will be the next head of the familu... I will be recognized. I absolutely can't lose to that old hag Beatrix--
Present Day
Ayato: Nn...
Yui: .........
Ayato: Haa... Breastless? Why are you here... Wait, ah- I brought you here, did I?
Yui: Are you all right? Ayato-kun. It seemed like you were having a considerable nightmare... Did you see an unpleasant dream?
Ayato: ...What's this? You're not going yo say your usual "You brought me in while I was sleeping again!" complaint?
Yui: That is...
After all, things seem strange somehow...?
Ayato: It's nothing. It's not something for you to be worried over.
Yui: Ayato-kun...
Ayato: If you're worried, though... Give me your blood. If you do that, I'll probably feel good again, you know?
Yui: .........
When I look closely, there's a thin layer of sweat on his forehead... Did he really see a frightening dream, after all?
Yui: ...all right.
Ayato: Ah?
[clothes rustling sound]
Yui: U-Umm... go ahead.
Ayato: You... are you an idiot?
Yui: "Idiot", you say... you're the one who told me to give you my blood...
Ayato: I didn't expect you to just offer your blood like that. I thought that if I asked for your blood, I'd get to see your reluctant facial expressions.
Yui: Hmm... Then, would you like me to pretend to dislike it?
Ayato: .......... Pfft, ahahahaha! You really said it!
Yui: Ugh...
I really was being serious, though...
Ayato: As I thought, you really are the best... nn...
Yui: ...!
Ayato: Haa... *sucking sounds* Nn, *sucking sounds* Your blood is... flowing into my body... It's really filling me up. Nn... *sucking sounds* ...That's right. If I have your blood... *sucking sound* If I have you, I can be the strongest... I can be the best... hurry... hurry and wake up.
Yui: Eh, best...? "Wake up"...ah!
Ayato: ...*sucking sounds*...nn.
Yui: Ah...! A-Ayato-kun...! If you... suck that much...
[grabbing sounds]
Ayato: Hehe, why are you struggling now? You're the one who volunteered to do this, right?
Yui: ...Ugh...
Ayato: Don't hold back. I'll drain you to your limits.
Yui: Y-You've already had plenty, haven't you!? Ah...
[Yui falls over, but Ayato catches her]
Ayato: Whoa...! What, have you already run low on blood?
I feel dizzy...
Ayato: Come on, I'm going to suck more... until you can't resist at all anymore.
Yui: Sto... ugh. Geez, really...!
Ayato: Hehe, I already told you, didn't I? "You can't escape from me anymore", that is.
Dramatical Murder - Talk it out
Talk it out
...He never planned to listen to my opinion from the start.
Aoba: Then, wait. Until we come to a mutual understanding here, we're just going to talk it out.
Noiz: Yeah, if you join my team that is.
Aoba: Then we wouldn't have to talk about it...!
Noiz: You were really strong at Rhyme when I faced you before. Let's go at it again.
Aoba: No I wasn't. You've got the wrong person.
Noiz: .....
Noiz sinks into silence and just stares at me.
He has a sour look on his face, and winces a small bit.
What's wrong with him...?
Noiz: ...Well, that's not the issue here right now.
Noiz takes his gaze off of me and lets out a frustrated sigh.
Noiz: It's in front of your shop today.
Aoba: What is?
Noiz: Rhyme.
Aoba: Rhyme?
Noiz: Usui's going to appear around here today. Our predictions are always on target.
I frown, unable to decrypt what he's going on about.
Boisterous noise travels all the way from outside.
Noiz: We're going.
Aoba: Eh?
Noiz: Just come.
Noiz steps over the counter and grabs my arm.
Aoba: Hey, let me go! The shop...
Noiz: Shut up.
His grip on my arm is so firm that I can't shake him off, and I'm just barely able to grab my bag with Ren inside.
When I go outside the shop, I see a sweltering back alley that no one ever goes through.
A crowd of people head inside.
Both Noiz and I head that way as well.
Noiz: It's around here.
When we enter the grim alleyway, Noiz stands still.
And before I had noticed, there was a Bunny Cube in his hand.
Aoba: Is that your Allmate?
Noiz: Yeah.
It's weird for him to have such a cute one...
Noiz: It'll start soon.
A dim light starts to shine shortly enough.
A ring of light appears in the empty space, and Usui shows from its ankles up.
The surrounding participants raise their voices in excitement, and even more people come when they hear them.
Noiz: Just like I said.
Aoba: ...Yeah.
Noiz: Go up take a look.
Aoba: I said I never liked this in the first place.
Noiz: Even just this much?
Noiz slightly raises his eyebrows. And then, behind me, my bag is being pulled down on and has something on it.
What was pulling on the strap was... the Bunny Cube.
When did it get there...!?
Aoba: You...!
Noiz: What will you do now?
The audience crowds together, and I hold tightly onto my bag; there's no way to escape anymore.
Aoba: .....
Bunny Cube: P!
At that moment, something glides to my bag and hits the cube that's pulling down on it.
The surrounding crowd is in a commotion, it's complete chaos.
Koujaku: Yo.
The one who picks my bag up is Koujaku.
So the thing that hit Noiz's cube must've been Beni.
The Beni-Shigure members are here too.
Aoba: Koujaku...
Koujaku: Aoba, how are you today? Still on delivery duty?
While saying that, Koujaku shoots a leering look Noiz's way.
Koujaku: Why are you here?
Noiz: I have no reason to tell you.
Koujaku: Rhyme, huh?
Noiz: I have the same question. Why are you here, anyway? Brain dead Rib players like you would die in an instant in Rhyme.
Man 5: Whaddya' say!?
Koujaku: Stop that.
Koujaku holds back his overexcited teammate.
Koujaku: Don't act like a little brat here. You're going too far.
Noiz:But he is a brat.
Koujaku: Don't get carried away.
Noiz: Whatever.
Koujaku: Just talking to you makes me hate Rhyme even more.
Noiz: Go ahead. No one cares about Rib anymore.
...This somehow took a turn for the worst.
Their serious attitude spills into the crowd, and both Koujaku and Noiz's members begin to crowd together.
Rib vs Rhyme. They stand across and scowl at each other, their patience almost drained dry.
Aoba: Hey, you two need to...
Noiz: You know, your whole muscle and pride thing has been outdated for a while now.
Koujaku: Fighting in your head isn't anything special. It's just your way of escaping the real world.
Noiz: It's hard to get through the head of someone with no brain. No reason to keep on talking.
Aoba: Hey...
Koujaku: I don't want to hear that from sone bean sprout with a big head.
Noiz: I'm not a bean sprout.
Koujaku: Is that so? You look enough like one to me.
He's using that tone... Like when he came into my room and we began to argue.
Noiz keeps his mouth shut, and Koujaku silently stares.
Koujaku: Aren't you 'Ruff Rabbit'? Mujina's Rhymer team? Looks like you made it all the way over here. You predict when and where Rhyme starts; are you happy with the small pennies you make out of that?
Noiz: It's business. There's a lot of people around here that want that sort of information. So we arranfe a few things. We use our heads for different reasons than you.
Noiz and Koujaku glare at each other with a silent intensity.
Koujaku: Looks like I'll just have to kick your ass in one shot.
Noiz: You're full of shit, but I'll let you eat those words. I'll beat you to a pulp.
The surrounding Ribsteez and Rhymers let out booming war cries.
Before I knew it, I was able to see the Rhymers collected around Usui watch two people fighting.
But more people began to turn our way.
More and more.
What's going to happen next...?
Koujaku: I'll make sure that you can't open your mouth to make cheeky comments ever again.
Noiz: Yeah, right.
Koujaku keeps firing provocations at Noiz, who is just taking them with a small smirk; he tilts his head and snorts.
[Choice]
-> Call out to Koujaku
-> Call out to Noiz
...He never planned to listen to my opinion from the start.
Aoba: Then, wait. Until we come to a mutual understanding here, we're just going to talk it out.
Noiz: Yeah, if you join my team that is.
Aoba: Then we wouldn't have to talk about it...!
Noiz: You were really strong at Rhyme when I faced you before. Let's go at it again.
Aoba: No I wasn't. You've got the wrong person.
Noiz: .....
Noiz sinks into silence and just stares at me.
He has a sour look on his face, and winces a small bit.
What's wrong with him...?
Noiz: ...Well, that's not the issue here right now.
Noiz takes his gaze off of me and lets out a frustrated sigh.
Noiz: It's in front of your shop today.
Aoba: What is?
Noiz: Rhyme.
Aoba: Rhyme?
Noiz: Usui's going to appear around here today. Our predictions are always on target.
I frown, unable to decrypt what he's going on about.
Boisterous noise travels all the way from outside.
Noiz: We're going.
Aoba: Eh?
Noiz: Just come.
Noiz steps over the counter and grabs my arm.
Aoba: Hey, let me go! The shop...
Noiz: Shut up.
His grip on my arm is so firm that I can't shake him off, and I'm just barely able to grab my bag with Ren inside.
When I go outside the shop, I see a sweltering back alley that no one ever goes through.
A crowd of people head inside.
Both Noiz and I head that way as well.
Noiz: It's around here.
When we enter the grim alleyway, Noiz stands still.
And before I had noticed, there was a Bunny Cube in his hand.
Aoba: Is that your Allmate?
Noiz: Yeah.
It's weird for him to have such a cute one...
Noiz: It'll start soon.
A dim light starts to shine shortly enough.
A ring of light appears in the empty space, and Usui shows from its ankles up.
The surrounding participants raise their voices in excitement, and even more people come when they hear them.
Noiz: Just like I said.
Aoba: ...Yeah.
Noiz: Go up take a look.
Aoba: I said I never liked this in the first place.
Noiz: Even just this much?
Noiz slightly raises his eyebrows. And then, behind me, my bag is being pulled down on and has something on it.
What was pulling on the strap was... the Bunny Cube.
When did it get there...!?
Aoba: You...!
Noiz: What will you do now?
The audience crowds together, and I hold tightly onto my bag; there's no way to escape anymore.
Aoba: .....
Bunny Cube: P!
At that moment, something glides to my bag and hits the cube that's pulling down on it.
The surrounding crowd is in a commotion, it's complete chaos.
Koujaku: Yo.
The one who picks my bag up is Koujaku.
So the thing that hit Noiz's cube must've been Beni.
The Beni-Shigure members are here too.
Aoba: Koujaku...
Koujaku: Aoba, how are you today? Still on delivery duty?
While saying that, Koujaku shoots a leering look Noiz's way.
Koujaku: Why are you here?
Noiz: I have no reason to tell you.
Koujaku: Rhyme, huh?
Noiz: I have the same question. Why are you here, anyway? Brain dead Rib players like you would die in an instant in Rhyme.
Man 5: Whaddya' say!?
Koujaku: Stop that.
Koujaku holds back his overexcited teammate.
Koujaku: Don't act like a little brat here. You're going too far.
Noiz:But he is a brat.
Koujaku: Don't get carried away.
Noiz: Whatever.
Koujaku: Just talking to you makes me hate Rhyme even more.
Noiz: Go ahead. No one cares about Rib anymore.
...This somehow took a turn for the worst.
Their serious attitude spills into the crowd, and both Koujaku and Noiz's members begin to crowd together.
Rib vs Rhyme. They stand across and scowl at each other, their patience almost drained dry.
Aoba: Hey, you two need to...
Noiz: You know, your whole muscle and pride thing has been outdated for a while now.
Koujaku: Fighting in your head isn't anything special. It's just your way of escaping the real world.
Noiz: It's hard to get through the head of someone with no brain. No reason to keep on talking.
Aoba: Hey...
Koujaku: I don't want to hear that from sone bean sprout with a big head.
Noiz: I'm not a bean sprout.
Koujaku: Is that so? You look enough like one to me.
He's using that tone... Like when he came into my room and we began to argue.
Noiz keeps his mouth shut, and Koujaku silently stares.
Koujaku: Aren't you 'Ruff Rabbit'? Mujina's Rhymer team? Looks like you made it all the way over here. You predict when and where Rhyme starts; are you happy with the small pennies you make out of that?
Noiz: It's business. There's a lot of people around here that want that sort of information. So we arranfe a few things. We use our heads for different reasons than you.
Noiz and Koujaku glare at each other with a silent intensity.
Koujaku: Looks like I'll just have to kick your ass in one shot.
Noiz: You're full of shit, but I'll let you eat those words. I'll beat you to a pulp.
The surrounding Ribsteez and Rhymers let out booming war cries.
Before I knew it, I was able to see the Rhymers collected around Usui watch two people fighting.
But more people began to turn our way.
More and more.
What's going to happen next...?
Koujaku: I'll make sure that you can't open your mouth to make cheeky comments ever again.
Noiz: Yeah, right.
Koujaku keeps firing provocations at Noiz, who is just taking them with a small smirk; he tilts his head and snorts.
[Choice]
-> Call out to Koujaku
-> Call out to Noiz
Joined in Love with You - Chasing Reo
Chasing Reo
And then all of a sudden, Reo left her seat.
Mai: Where are you going?
Reo: Wherever I want.
Is it that hard for her to give in?
Mai: I'm coming along with you.
Reo: N-No need. I cna go by myself.
Mai: But I'm worried. You said you got lost yesterday, after all.
Reo: Ugh...
Reo: Leave me alone. I'm just going to wash my hands.
Mai: You need to take a leak?
Reo: I'm just going to wash my hands at the sink!
Mai: I don't think it's anything to be embarrassed about though.
Reo: I told you it's not what you think! I just petted a stray cat on my way to school. So I'm just going to go wash my hands, that's all.
Mai: Oh... It's really nothing to be embarrassed about.
Reo: Didn't I tell you that it's not what you think!?
Mai: Sure sure. Oh, I guess I need to go too.
Reo: ...!? W-Why are you coming along? I thought I told you that you don't have to come along with me!
Mai: I heard you, but I need to go too.
Reo: You better not follow me, you got that?
Mai: Why? My fever is gone, so I don't think I'll pass it on to you if I got close.
Reo: ...That's not what I meant.
Mai: ??
Reo: Anyway, I'm not going to forgive you if you follow me.
Not going to forgive me, she says. I wonder how she's going to do that?
Hmm...
Reo: Hmph.
As I was pondering about that, Reo had already rushed out of the classroom.
Hmm, how should I say this, getting rejected so firmly actually makes me want to catch up with her more.
Mai: Reo.
Reo: Eep!!
After spotting Reo, I called out to her, but she started running immediately after noticing me.
Why is she running away from me in the first place anyway?
Now she's making me all the more eager to chase after her.
Thus, I too started running.
Reo: Why are you chasing after me?!
Mai: That's because you started running away first.
There aren't any bathrooms in the direction Reo is running to.
So she was lying when she said she wanted to go to the bathroom, huh?
Mai: Stoooooopppp~~
Reo: Don't chase after me~!
Still not used to the layout of the school, Reo had to look around her before she could keep on running.
Due to that, her footsteps constantly came into a halt, so our distance gradually shortened.
Reo: *haa* *haa* Why is she so stubborn today...
Now that I think about it, chasing after her isn't really out of the ordinary anymore.
I felt as if I'm some kind of hunter, chasing after her whenever she starts running away.
Mai: I don't suppose you really believe that you can escape from me, a sports genius.
Reo: Ah-
She inhaled a single breath, and increased her speed.
Just when she was a hair's breadth away from my reach, Reo dashed down the staircase.
I grabbed a secure hold of the staircase's handle, then hopped onto it.
Mai: You still think I'm gonna let you escape?!
Riding on the handle, I slid straight down the staircase, jumped and performed a half flip before landing on my foot.
Just like that, I was standing directly facing Reo as she hurried down the stairs. Knowing that she can't break so quickly, I waited for my prey to come to me.
Reo: Wawawawawah--
Mai: I got you.
Reo: Kuh, you think I'm going to let you catch me so easily?!
At the same time my hands reached out to grab a hold of her, Reo hooked my leg with her's.
Mai: Kyaah!
That wasn't expected. Taking the chance while I lost my balance, Reo dashed out of the school building.
And then all of a sudden, Reo left her seat.
Mai: Where are you going?
Reo: Wherever I want.
Is it that hard for her to give in?
Mai: I'm coming along with you.
Reo: N-No need. I cna go by myself.
Mai: But I'm worried. You said you got lost yesterday, after all.
Reo: Ugh...
Reo: Leave me alone. I'm just going to wash my hands.
Mai: You need to take a leak?
Reo: I'm just going to wash my hands at the sink!
Mai: I don't think it's anything to be embarrassed about though.
Reo: I told you it's not what you think! I just petted a stray cat on my way to school. So I'm just going to go wash my hands, that's all.
Mai: Oh... It's really nothing to be embarrassed about.
Reo: Didn't I tell you that it's not what you think!?
Mai: Sure sure. Oh, I guess I need to go too.
Reo: ...!? W-Why are you coming along? I thought I told you that you don't have to come along with me!
Mai: I heard you, but I need to go too.
Reo: You better not follow me, you got that?
Mai: Why? My fever is gone, so I don't think I'll pass it on to you if I got close.
Reo: ...That's not what I meant.
Mai: ??
Reo: Anyway, I'm not going to forgive you if you follow me.
Not going to forgive me, she says. I wonder how she's going to do that?
Hmm...
Reo: Hmph.
As I was pondering about that, Reo had already rushed out of the classroom.
Hmm, how should I say this, getting rejected so firmly actually makes me want to catch up with her more.
Mai: Reo.
Reo: Eep!!
After spotting Reo, I called out to her, but she started running immediately after noticing me.
Why is she running away from me in the first place anyway?
Now she's making me all the more eager to chase after her.
Thus, I too started running.
Reo: Why are you chasing after me?!
Mai: That's because you started running away first.
There aren't any bathrooms in the direction Reo is running to.
So she was lying when she said she wanted to go to the bathroom, huh?
Mai: Stoooooopppp~~
Reo: Don't chase after me~!
Still not used to the layout of the school, Reo had to look around her before she could keep on running.
Due to that, her footsteps constantly came into a halt, so our distance gradually shortened.
Reo: *haa* *haa* Why is she so stubborn today...
Now that I think about it, chasing after her isn't really out of the ordinary anymore.
I felt as if I'm some kind of hunter, chasing after her whenever she starts running away.
Mai: I don't suppose you really believe that you can escape from me, a sports genius.
Reo: Ah-
She inhaled a single breath, and increased her speed.
Just when she was a hair's breadth away from my reach, Reo dashed down the staircase.
I grabbed a secure hold of the staircase's handle, then hopped onto it.
Mai: You still think I'm gonna let you escape?!
Riding on the handle, I slid straight down the staircase, jumped and performed a half flip before landing on my foot.
Just like that, I was standing directly facing Reo as she hurried down the stairs. Knowing that she can't break so quickly, I waited for my prey to come to me.
Reo: Wawawawawah--
Mai: I got you.
Reo: Kuh, you think I'm going to let you catch me so easily?!
At the same time my hands reached out to grab a hold of her, Reo hooked my leg with her's.
Mai: Kyaah!
That wasn't expected. Taking the chance while I lost my balance, Reo dashed out of the school building.
Sunday 29 March 2015
Diabolik Lovers - Ayato Dark 9
Dark 9
Yui: Haa, what a nice wind...
Will I catch a cold after taking a bath» But the stars are beautiful from here.
It should be alright... at least until this hot chocolate is gone, right?
Yui: ...!
Ayato: So this is where you are.
Yui: A-Ayato-kun...!
[Ayato sniffs the air]
Ayato: Nn... Something smells sweet.
Yui: Ah... I-It's because I made hot chocolate.
Ayato: Hmm? Is it delicious?
Wah, don't whisper into my ear...!
[she pushes him away]
Ayato: Woah...
Yui: D-Do you want to try some?
[Choice]
-> Give him a sip
Yui: Here you go.
Ayato: Heh? What, you're letting me drink it?
Yui: P-Please go ahead.
Ayato: Well, if you're insisting to that extent then I'll drink it. However... if it tastes unpleasant then... Prepare yourself. Bring the cup closer. More... good. ...nn... Geh, too sweet! How do you drink this so often?
Yui: ...!
Ayato: Pfff! Wh... Hey! I don't want it anymore!
Yui: A~ah, geez, it spilled. You have to drink it properly, Ayato-kun.
Ayato: Bastard... You did it on purpose!
Yui: Fufu, it's retaliation for the usual.
Ack! If I do this, then obviously he'd return it twice fold...
Ayato: ...If that's the case, I have some thoughts f my own.
[Choice]
-> Hand over the cup
Yui: Just a sip, okay? Here.
Ayato: .........
Huh? He's not taking the cup. He doesn't want it?
Ayato: Before that...
Yui: Eh?
Ayato: I.... Would rather taste you though.
[End of Choices]
[Ayato spills the drink on her]
Yui: Kyaa...!
Ayato: Ah, my bad. My hand slipped. Hehe, your clothes are covered in it.
Yui: You absolutely did that on purpose...!
Ayato: Strip.
Yui: EHH...!?
Ayato: It's turning into a stain. Is that okay?
Yui: Th-Then turn around, Ayato-kun...!
Ayato: Idi-ot. Now isn't the time to get embarrassed. Strip here. Right in front of my eyes, immediately.
Yui: That's...
Ayato: Let me see everything.
[Ayato walks closer]
Yui: Ah...!
[Ayato grabs Yui]
Ayato: Geez, stop hesitating. If you won't strip then... How about I do it for you?
Yui: Sto-!
[Ayato tears her clothes]
Yui: No...!
Ayato: Ah, if you obediently listened to what I said, I wouldn't have wasted your clothes.
[Ayato pushes her down]
Yui: St-Stop, Ayato-kun!
Ayato: Ah~, sweet. The smell of blood... It's mixing too much... ...Nn...
Yui: Aah...! N-No...
Ayato: What's wrong? You're dirty, so I'm making you clean. Hah, too sweet. The sweetness of your blood is fine, byt this isn't as good. Now to remove that bad taste... Nn...
Yui: N-No...!
Ayato: Nn... Hehe, as I thought it's this taste. It's much more delicious than that drink, you know? Nn...
Aah...!
Monologue
The spilled hot chocolate is licked from my breasts, and I'm pierced by his fangs.
The tickling sensation of pain becomes strange.
As if it were paralyzing, as if it were throbbing.
Perhaps I was accustomed... to being bitten,
I didn't feel the pain as I would before.
The feeling that took the place of pain was,
a feeling that I had never tasted until now.
I mustn't be taken prisoner any more by this feeling--.
Something deep in my heart rang with this warning.
Yui: Haa, what a nice wind...
Will I catch a cold after taking a bath» But the stars are beautiful from here.
It should be alright... at least until this hot chocolate is gone, right?
Yui: ...!
Ayato: So this is where you are.
Yui: A-Ayato-kun...!
[Ayato sniffs the air]
Ayato: Nn... Something smells sweet.
Yui: Ah... I-It's because I made hot chocolate.
Ayato: Hmm? Is it delicious?
Wah, don't whisper into my ear...!
[she pushes him away]
Ayato: Woah...
Yui: D-Do you want to try some?
[Choice]
-> Give him a sip
Yui: Here you go.
Ayato: Heh? What, you're letting me drink it?
Yui: P-Please go ahead.
Ayato: Well, if you're insisting to that extent then I'll drink it. However... if it tastes unpleasant then... Prepare yourself. Bring the cup closer. More... good. ...nn... Geh, too sweet! How do you drink this so often?
Yui: ...!
Ayato: Pfff! Wh... Hey! I don't want it anymore!
Yui: A~ah, geez, it spilled. You have to drink it properly, Ayato-kun.
Ayato: Bastard... You did it on purpose!
Yui: Fufu, it's retaliation for the usual.
Ack! If I do this, then obviously he'd return it twice fold...
Ayato: ...If that's the case, I have some thoughts f my own.
[Choice]
-> Hand over the cup
Yui: Just a sip, okay? Here.
Ayato: .........
Huh? He's not taking the cup. He doesn't want it?
Ayato: Before that...
Yui: Eh?
Ayato: I.... Would rather taste you though.
[End of Choices]
[Ayato spills the drink on her]
Yui: Kyaa...!
Ayato: Ah, my bad. My hand slipped. Hehe, your clothes are covered in it.
Yui: You absolutely did that on purpose...!
Ayato: Strip.
Yui: EHH...!?
Ayato: It's turning into a stain. Is that okay?
Yui: Th-Then turn around, Ayato-kun...!
Ayato: Idi-ot. Now isn't the time to get embarrassed. Strip here. Right in front of my eyes, immediately.
Yui: That's...
Ayato: Let me see everything.
[Ayato walks closer]
Yui: Ah...!
[Ayato grabs Yui]
Ayato: Geez, stop hesitating. If you won't strip then... How about I do it for you?
Yui: Sto-!
[Ayato tears her clothes]
Yui: No...!
Ayato: Ah, if you obediently listened to what I said, I wouldn't have wasted your clothes.
[Ayato pushes her down]
Yui: St-Stop, Ayato-kun!
Ayato: Ah~, sweet. The smell of blood... It's mixing too much... ...Nn...
Yui: Aah...! N-No...
Ayato: What's wrong? You're dirty, so I'm making you clean. Hah, too sweet. The sweetness of your blood is fine, byt this isn't as good. Now to remove that bad taste... Nn...
Yui: N-No...!
Ayato: Nn... Hehe, as I thought it's this taste. It's much more delicious than that drink, you know? Nn...
Aah...!
Monologue
The spilled hot chocolate is licked from my breasts, and I'm pierced by his fangs.
The tickling sensation of pain becomes strange.
As if it were paralyzing, as if it were throbbing.
Perhaps I was accustomed... to being bitten,
I didn't feel the pain as I would before.
The feeling that took the place of pain was,
a feeling that I had never tasted until now.
I mustn't be taken prisoner any more by this feeling--.
Something deep in my heart rang with this warning.
Friday 27 March 2015
Dramatical Murder - Kiss
Kiss
The next day comes.
Because I was so tired from yesterday, I arrived at Heibon just barely in time.
Haga-san went out as soon as he opened the shop, so I'm taking care of the shop alone.
Only Bonjin-kun and I are in the shop. Since hardly any customers have come, I have lots of free time.
I spend the time thinking about yesterday's events.
Noiz and Clear.
A tresspasser and a weird guy in a gas mask.
I don't understand either of them...
But when everyone went home and the noisiness vanished from the house, I actually might have felt a little lonely.
It's bit like thinking it's nice to have something lively happen once in a while...
Aoba: Yes, this is Junk Shop Heibon.
Phone: .....
Aoba: Hello?
Phone: ......
He hangs up without saying anything.
What?
A prank?
Kio: Suicide attaaaack!
Nao: It's a suicide attaaaack!
Mio: This place is as lame as always!
The door opens and loud voices echo through the room.
Aoba: You brats again!
Kio: Ah, it's Aoba!
Nao: Aobaaa!
Mio: Looking boring as usual!
Sheeesh, they're always, always so uncute...
Kio: Oh! Target found!
Nao: Found!
The evil brats' interest moves from me to Bonjin-kun.
Bonjin: C-Cleeeeeeeeeeeaning!!!!
Bonjin-kun stops by hitting the brakes to hide behind me.
Wait, wait.
Doesn't that mean I'll be their new target?
Kio: Waiiiit!
Nao: Wait, waiiit!
Mio: Stay put!
Aoba: Ugh, kids, don't hang from me!
As I struggle with the noisy brats, I hear the door open again.
I think it's a customer, but...
Aoba: ...Noiz!?
Noiz: Yo.
Wh... Why did he come to the shop!?
Noiz approaches me while curiously looking over the shop.
The evil brats let go of me and keep their eyes trained on Noiz.
Mio: Hey, hey! Isn't it weird to have a customer?
Nao: Customer! A customer came!
Kio: Right, change of target! Let's charge towards the customer!
Aoba: H-Hey, you kids...!
Before I can stop them, the brats dash towards Noiz.
Crap, he's going to get angry...!
Kio/Nao: Uwhoa!
I thought he would get angry, but instead he avoids them easily.
The advancing Kio and Nao fall forward.
And then, Mio...
Mio: H-Hey! Let me go!
Just before she bumps into him, Noiz catches her and lifts her up like a kitten.
Mio: Let me go! What're you doing!?
Mio pounds on Noiz's chest desperately.
Without budging, Noiz silently continues to watch Mio.
It's kind of a surreal scene...
As I watch, dumbfounded, Noiz does something completely unexpected.
Wow...
He takes Mio's struggling hand, bring his lips close to it, and kisses it.
Aoba: Wha...
What the hell...!?
But Mio's still even more surprised than me.
Well, who wouldn't be...
Mio trembles madly, her face red like a boiled octopus.
Mio: Wha, wha, wha-
Noiz: Violent girls aren't cute.
Noiz says something absolutely absurd.
Mio: Le, le, le...
Mio opens and closes her mouth like a goldfish, then closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.
Mio: Let me go! You sexual harrassment piercing guy!
Aoba: Sexual harrassment piercing guy...
Noiz doesn't really react and just puts Mio on the floor.
Mio jumps back from Noiz immediately, and after retreating a safe distance shoves an index finger in his direction.
Mio: You have so many holes in your face, what're you going to do if blood comes out!?
Kio: What!? Blood!?
Nao: Blood!?
Kio and Nao, who had been acting injured after falling forward, stand up when they hear their sister's words.
Fortunately, the older brothers hadn't see Noiz's perfornance. That's a relief...
Kio: What'd you do to Mio!?
Nao: What'd you dooooo!?
Noiz: Nothing much.
Mio: Stop it, you two!
Mio hurries to stop the as they draw closer to Noiz. Her face is still bright red.
Kio: Eh, but...
Mio: Let's just run away!
Nao: But we haven't beaten him yet!
Mio: You don't have to!
While screaming, Mio dashes out of the store. The older brothers chase after her in a hurry.
...The store suddenly became silent.
I can hear Bonjin-kun's gears moving faintly, but all I do is stare at Noiz, too surprised to speak.
Aoba: You... what were you doing to that young girl over there?
Noiz gives me a puzzled look.
Noiz: What?
Aoba: Just kissing her hand and stuff... Normally that would put people off.
Noiz: I don't think it's that unusual.
Aoba: No, nonononono! It is that unusual! ...Hm?
Noiz just barges in, puts his hands down, and hangs over the counter.
He looks into my eyes...
Aoba: !
...And something soft touches my lips.
.....
.......
...W-Was that...
Aoba: ....Y-Y-You-
Noiz: ? What?
Aoba: D-Don't... just say 'What?'! What did you just do!?
Noiz: Didn't I just kiss you?
Aoba: Huh!!?!?
Noiz watches me calmly as I freak out.
This guy...
Seriously, what's wrong with him!?
Aoba: Normally, guys don't kiss other guys, you know!
Noiz: Really?
Aoba: Wait, so... you play for that team?
Noiz: Huh?
Aoba: .....
Noiz is still completely composed, and I don't think I'm wrong about it.
Even if it's between guys, if you're like that, of course kissing is a given.
...No, no, that can't be it.
But it doesn't seem like Noiz was trying to mess with me or anything...
...I need to get myself together.
He's weird. Definitely.
I'm not the weird one here... I shouldn't be.
And there are many guys out there that are into skinship, even if it's not between a man and a woman.
So he's that type... probably.
I wipe my lips with the back of my hand, and calm down by taking deep breaths.
Aoba: ...Anyway, why did you even come here?
Noiz stares at me in a fixed gaze.
Noiz: Join my team.
Aoba: Huh?
Where did this come from?
Aoba: Your team... you mean Rhyme?
Noiz: Yeah.
[Choice]
-> Talk it out
-> No way
The next day comes.
Because I was so tired from yesterday, I arrived at Heibon just barely in time.
Haga-san went out as soon as he opened the shop, so I'm taking care of the shop alone.
Only Bonjin-kun and I are in the shop. Since hardly any customers have come, I have lots of free time.
I spend the time thinking about yesterday's events.
Noiz and Clear.
A tresspasser and a weird guy in a gas mask.
I don't understand either of them...
But when everyone went home and the noisiness vanished from the house, I actually might have felt a little lonely.
It's bit like thinking it's nice to have something lively happen once in a while...
Aoba: Yes, this is Junk Shop Heibon.
Phone: .....
Aoba: Hello?
Phone: ......
He hangs up without saying anything.
What?
A prank?
Kio: Suicide attaaaack!
Nao: It's a suicide attaaaack!
Mio: This place is as lame as always!
The door opens and loud voices echo through the room.
Aoba: You brats again!
Kio: Ah, it's Aoba!
Nao: Aobaaa!
Mio: Looking boring as usual!
Sheeesh, they're always, always so uncute...
Kio: Oh! Target found!
Nao: Found!
The evil brats' interest moves from me to Bonjin-kun.
Bonjin: C-Cleeeeeeeeeeeaning!!!!
Bonjin-kun stops by hitting the brakes to hide behind me.
Wait, wait.
Doesn't that mean I'll be their new target?
Kio: Waiiiit!
Nao: Wait, waiiit!
Mio: Stay put!
Aoba: Ugh, kids, don't hang from me!
As I struggle with the noisy brats, I hear the door open again.
I think it's a customer, but...
Aoba: ...Noiz!?
Noiz: Yo.
Wh... Why did he come to the shop!?
Noiz approaches me while curiously looking over the shop.
The evil brats let go of me and keep their eyes trained on Noiz.
Mio: Hey, hey! Isn't it weird to have a customer?
Nao: Customer! A customer came!
Kio: Right, change of target! Let's charge towards the customer!
Aoba: H-Hey, you kids...!
Before I can stop them, the brats dash towards Noiz.
Crap, he's going to get angry...!
Kio/Nao: Uwhoa!
I thought he would get angry, but instead he avoids them easily.
The advancing Kio and Nao fall forward.
And then, Mio...
Mio: H-Hey! Let me go!
Just before she bumps into him, Noiz catches her and lifts her up like a kitten.
Mio: Let me go! What're you doing!?
Mio pounds on Noiz's chest desperately.
Without budging, Noiz silently continues to watch Mio.
It's kind of a surreal scene...
As I watch, dumbfounded, Noiz does something completely unexpected.
Wow...
He takes Mio's struggling hand, bring his lips close to it, and kisses it.
Aoba: Wha...
What the hell...!?
But Mio's still even more surprised than me.
Well, who wouldn't be...
Mio trembles madly, her face red like a boiled octopus.
Mio: Wha, wha, wha-
Noiz: Violent girls aren't cute.
Noiz says something absolutely absurd.
Mio: Le, le, le...
Mio opens and closes her mouth like a goldfish, then closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.
Mio: Let me go! You sexual harrassment piercing guy!
Aoba: Sexual harrassment piercing guy...
Noiz doesn't really react and just puts Mio on the floor.
Mio jumps back from Noiz immediately, and after retreating a safe distance shoves an index finger in his direction.
Mio: You have so many holes in your face, what're you going to do if blood comes out!?
Kio: What!? Blood!?
Nao: Blood!?
Kio and Nao, who had been acting injured after falling forward, stand up when they hear their sister's words.
Fortunately, the older brothers hadn't see Noiz's perfornance. That's a relief...
Kio: What'd you do to Mio!?
Nao: What'd you dooooo!?
Noiz: Nothing much.
Mio: Stop it, you two!
Mio hurries to stop the as they draw closer to Noiz. Her face is still bright red.
Kio: Eh, but...
Mio: Let's just run away!
Nao: But we haven't beaten him yet!
Mio: You don't have to!
While screaming, Mio dashes out of the store. The older brothers chase after her in a hurry.
...The store suddenly became silent.
I can hear Bonjin-kun's gears moving faintly, but all I do is stare at Noiz, too surprised to speak.
Aoba: You... what were you doing to that young girl over there?
Noiz gives me a puzzled look.
Noiz: What?
Aoba: Just kissing her hand and stuff... Normally that would put people off.
Noiz: I don't think it's that unusual.
Aoba: No, nonononono! It is that unusual! ...Hm?
Noiz just barges in, puts his hands down, and hangs over the counter.
He looks into my eyes...
Aoba: !
...And something soft touches my lips.
.....
.......
...W-Was that...
Aoba: ....Y-Y-You-
Noiz: ? What?
Aoba: D-Don't... just say 'What?'! What did you just do!?
Noiz: Didn't I just kiss you?
Aoba: Huh!!?!?
Noiz watches me calmly as I freak out.
This guy...
Seriously, what's wrong with him!?
Aoba: Normally, guys don't kiss other guys, you know!
Noiz: Really?
Aoba: Wait, so... you play for that team?
Noiz: Huh?
Aoba: .....
Noiz is still completely composed, and I don't think I'm wrong about it.
Even if it's between guys, if you're like that, of course kissing is a given.
...No, no, that can't be it.
But it doesn't seem like Noiz was trying to mess with me or anything...
...I need to get myself together.
He's weird. Definitely.
I'm not the weird one here... I shouldn't be.
And there are many guys out there that are into skinship, even if it's not between a man and a woman.
So he's that type... probably.
I wipe my lips with the back of my hand, and calm down by taking deep breaths.
Aoba: ...Anyway, why did you even come here?
Noiz stares at me in a fixed gaze.
Noiz: Join my team.
Aoba: Huh?
Where did this come from?
Aoba: Your team... you mean Rhyme?
Noiz: Yeah.
[Choice]
-> Talk it out
-> No way
Da Capo II - The Beginning of the Rehearsal
The Beginning of the Rehearsal
Anzu: You're late.
As soon as I opened the classroom door, Anzu was standing there to tell me off.
I was sure she was angry, but she was being expressionless as usual, so I couldn't be sure.
I put my hands together and begged for forgiveness.
Yoshiyuki: I'm sorry. I was totally in day off mode.
Anzu: I told you, puppet show rehearsal is every weekend.
Yoshiyuki: I-I'm so sorry.
The desks and chairs were already placed against the walls so we could practice.
Everyone was calmly talking about the puppet show and getting ready.
Akane: Ah, you're finally here. You're late, Yoshiyuki-kun.
Yoshiyuki: Please, please forgive me.
Akane: Man... You don't show up unless you get a booty call from Koko-chan. You're hopeless, Yoshiyuki-kun.
Koko: I don't like the idea of a booty call telling him to get to school.
Yoshiyuki: That's like an underclassman being called out by a delinquent. Ah, in your case, it's a gangstress, huh?
Koko: You don't call them that nowadays.
Wataru: Yo, you finally showed up.
Wataru popped up from the corner of the classroom, lumber in his hands.
Yoshiyuki: What's that?
Wataru: There's a lumber shop in my neighborhood. I thought maybe we could use this timber for the stage.
Wataru: I'm going to show these to Anzu as samples.
Yoshiyuki: Wow, you're so prepared.
Wataru: Sure, I like parties. Doesn't everyone get more motivated if you hurry up and get everything like this together?
He was trying to show off his manliness in front of Koko and the others.
Koko and Akane just laughed at him.
Wataru was always like that.
He didn't say much when we were planning for the cultural festival and sports day, but once things were decided, he was the first to start moving.
How quickly he moved was absolutely amazing.
Anzu: Can they give us this timber if we need it?
Wataru: Probably. There was a pile of this stuff in the corner of the factory's lot, so I think it's scrap wood.
Anzu: You think...
Wataru: Hahaha, don't worry. I'll make sure.
Koko: That's amazing, Wataru-kun. You're so quick at finding these things.
Wataru: Hahaha, don't mention it.
Wataru must be happy because Koko praised him. He put the timber on his nose and balanced it well.
What are you, a seal?
Yoshiyuki: I see. You're all working so hard for the show. Uh-huh.
Maya: Why are you talking like you don't have anything to do with this? You should be the one working the hardest...
How long had she been standing behind me?
The class president looked haughty as she spoke to me.
Yoshiyuki: Oh, hello. Nice day today, isn't it?
Maya: Everyone, gather around.
The class president ignored my greeting as usual, and started to address everyone.
Everyone stopped talking, and sat on desks and chairs to listen to her.
Maya: We're going to decide on the rest of the cast.
The class president stood at the podium, and wrote something on the blackboard.
The show's title.
"The Gilft of the Holy Night: Santa's First Love"
Maya: So, Yukimura-san, the one who prepares the project, decided on the title. Yukimura-san, please explain.
Anzu nodded expressionlessly, and stood at the podium with a stack of papers.
Anzu: First, the play's concept is based on the first love between a female Santa and a human boy. I wanted a suitable theme for Christmas, so I went with miraculous magic.
This was the story Anzu created.
A blind boy was living with a female Santa's family, but he didn't know it was Santa's family.
Santa and the boy liked each other, but they couldn't admit it.
One day, a rich amn showed up, and said he wanted the girl to be his wife... or something like that.
According to Anzuy, there were funny scenes as well as sad scenes.
Hmmm.
It was written by a girl.
There were a few things I, as a guy, just couldn't understand, though...
Well, it's supposed to have a happy ending, so I guess it's okay.
She hadn't quite finished all the details, but the characters were already set.
Now, they're talking about casting.
Anzu: We only decided on who to cast for the leading roles earlier, so I'd like to cast the remaining roles now.
The heroine is... Koko, I think.
Koko listened to Anzu talk with a slightly worried face.
Wataru: You've got it nice. You're the main character.
Yoshiyuki: ...Has that really been decided?
Wataru: What're ou saying? It was a unanimous decision.
...I see.
I thought I'd fallen asleep in class and dreamed it up.
Anzu: Yoshiyuki, is there a problem?
Urk...
Anzu... stares at me and though her face was expressionless, the pressure was immense.
Akane: Of course there isn't a problem, right?
Yoshiyuki: Hah, no.
Akane made a mach grab for my shoulder as if she was a yakuza trying to collect on a debt.
All I could do was nod submissively in fear.
Hmmm. I had no other choice.
Koko: .........
My eyes met with Koko's.
Hmm?
Koko was angrily flapping her lips.
She wanted to tell me something, but she didn't want Anzu and Akane to hear it so she couldn't say it out loud.
What, what?
Yoshiyuki is... a pervert?
What?! How do you know?!
Eh? That's not it?
Why don't you fight back?
..........
She also said...
Anzu: *stare*
Akane: Hee-hee-hee-hee.
Yoshiyuki: .........
Koko-sama, I just can't.
If I were to say "I don't want to play the main character" and fight back...
Akane and the class president would kill me instantly.
Also, Anzu would put a curse on me.
I don't want to die yet.
I made myself look pitiful, and shook my head while looking at Koko.
Koko: Hauuuu.
Koko looked extremely pitiful too.
Anzu: Does anyone have any objections?
...Nobody raised their hands.
In fact, they all looked relieved that they didn't have to do anything laborious.
*sob* You're all so cold...
Anzu: Okay, the main character is Yoshiyuki, and the heroine is Koko.
Yoshiyuki: Boo, hoo, hoo.
Koko: Boo, hoo, hoo.
Anzu: Next, the rest of the cast...
Anzu stretched to write on the blackboard.
The girl Santa's father, mother.
A rich noble.
Villager A, B.
And.
Santa's boss.
Yoshiyuki: B-Boss?
Anzu: The girl Santa's granpa.
I see.
And the rest?
A narrator... a lighting op, a sound technician, run crew, and scene painters... There's more...
Anzu: We want to have original background music, so I want Koko to work on that...
Koko: Okaaaaaay. Then I'll just do the music.
Anzu: Nope.
Anzu's immediate answer made Koko sad.
Female Student: Do you want those in the art club to take care of the designs?
Male Student: We'll do too.
The art club and manga research club members volunteered.
Nobody objected to that either.
Suginami: I think the class president would be great as the narrator. What do you think?
Yoshiyuki: H-Hey, when did you get here?
I know he wasn't there when I got to the classroom.
Suginami was sitting behind me as if he'd been sitting there the entire time.
I'ms ure he was planning something disruptive, and snuck into the classroom without anyone noticing him.
Tsk. He joined the meeting with a cool face.
Anzu: I see. What do you think, class president? The narrator?
Maya: ...You're scheming something, aren't you?
The class president glared at Suginami without answering Anzu's question.
He just smiled.
Suginami: You speak clearly, and your voice carries well. I think you'd be perfect.
Wataru: Ah, I agree too! If you're the narrator, it's like... It sharpens things! It's like it won't be a fairy tale story anymore.
As Wataru said, I thought the story would take an edge if the class president played the narrator.
However, I have a feeling that these two talking was having an opposite effect.
Maya: I'm sure you're planning something stupid, and you just want my attention somewhere else.
Wataru: Oh, no. No way.
Suginami: This is the last event of the year. How could you miss it as class president? It'll be good fun to have a magnificent ending.
The class president scoffed as she heard Suginami's words.
It seemed that she had her own reasons to behave that way.
Maya: Well, if you insist, I don't mind doing...
She answered coldly.
Anzu: Okay. Then the class president is the narrator.
Anzu nodded.
Anzu: The other characters...
Wataru: Yes! I'll understudy for the main character!
Anzu: There's no such thing.
Anzu's second immediate response shut Wataru down.
Everyone talked excitedly about who'd take which part.
I sat in my chair and stretched leisurely.
Suginami: Good luck, Main Character-kun.
Suginami talked to me from behind.
Yoshiyuki: Yeah, I guess.
Suginami: Although she was making a fuss, Miss Tsukishima seems to be having fun too.
Yoshiyuki: Do you think so?
Koko was talking to Akane about the play...
She does seem to be having fun.
Well, if my partner is having fun, I guess I will too.
Actually, I don't mind it too much myself, either.
This is my last year at the affiliated academy, so I'm hoping this will make some good memories.
Yoshiyuki: What about you?
Suginami: I've been thinking, but... So the class president doesn't get suspicious, I think I'm going to take a part.
Yoshiyuki: So you are scheming something after all.
Suginami: Your assumption is somewhat correct.
Suginami grinned at me.
Then the casting started.
Anzu: Then Wataru is going to be a rich noble.
Wataru: Yippie! I get to take Tsukishima away from the main character!
Anzu: You get dumped, though.
Wataru: Aw maaaaaaaaan!
Wataru was seriously depressed, despite it only being a puppet show.
What a difficult guy.
Akane was selected to play the girl Santa's mother.
Akane: Hee-hee-hee. I'm a bewitching mother.
Male Student: Ohhh!
Anzu: You're just a regular mother.
Akane: Darn.
How can a puppet be bewitched?
And at last, the Santa's boss is...
Anzu: I think Suginami-kun would be good for this part.
Yoshiyuki: S-Suginami?
Suginami: It's as big a part as the main character, right?
He spoke as if he was talking about someone else.
Well, if he was to take this big part, the class president wouldn't be suspicious.
A few more cast members were selected, as was the rest of the backstage crew.
Five or six guys and girls were paired off and selected.
Anzu: The set crew, please talk to Itabashi-kun about acquiring materials.
I guess she's talking about the timber from earlier.
Wataru pounded his chest in confidence while facing the set crew.
During the meeting, the film crew, the sound crew, and the puppet production crew were assigned, and now, everyone had a job.
Anzu: Okay, we'll talk about the rehearsal schedule and other details in the afternoon.
Anzu bowed like a robot.
Everyone applauded to cheer her on.
It'll be a lot of work, but it'll be so much fun.
[Movement Select]
-> Head to Student Council Room
-> Head to the Classroom
-> Head to the Hallway
-> Head to the Music Room
-> Head to the Cafeteria
-> Head to the Entranceway
Anzu: You're late.
As soon as I opened the classroom door, Anzu was standing there to tell me off.
I was sure she was angry, but she was being expressionless as usual, so I couldn't be sure.
I put my hands together and begged for forgiveness.
Yoshiyuki: I'm sorry. I was totally in day off mode.
Anzu: I told you, puppet show rehearsal is every weekend.
Yoshiyuki: I-I'm so sorry.
The desks and chairs were already placed against the walls so we could practice.
Everyone was calmly talking about the puppet show and getting ready.
Akane: Ah, you're finally here. You're late, Yoshiyuki-kun.
Yoshiyuki: Please, please forgive me.
Akane: Man... You don't show up unless you get a booty call from Koko-chan. You're hopeless, Yoshiyuki-kun.
Koko: I don't like the idea of a booty call telling him to get to school.
Yoshiyuki: That's like an underclassman being called out by a delinquent. Ah, in your case, it's a gangstress, huh?
Koko: You don't call them that nowadays.
Wataru: Yo, you finally showed up.
Wataru popped up from the corner of the classroom, lumber in his hands.
Yoshiyuki: What's that?
Wataru: There's a lumber shop in my neighborhood. I thought maybe we could use this timber for the stage.
Wataru: I'm going to show these to Anzu as samples.
Yoshiyuki: Wow, you're so prepared.
Wataru: Sure, I like parties. Doesn't everyone get more motivated if you hurry up and get everything like this together?
He was trying to show off his manliness in front of Koko and the others.
Koko and Akane just laughed at him.
Wataru was always like that.
He didn't say much when we were planning for the cultural festival and sports day, but once things were decided, he was the first to start moving.
How quickly he moved was absolutely amazing.
Anzu: Can they give us this timber if we need it?
Wataru: Probably. There was a pile of this stuff in the corner of the factory's lot, so I think it's scrap wood.
Anzu: You think...
Wataru: Hahaha, don't worry. I'll make sure.
Koko: That's amazing, Wataru-kun. You're so quick at finding these things.
Wataru: Hahaha, don't mention it.
Wataru must be happy because Koko praised him. He put the timber on his nose and balanced it well.
What are you, a seal?
Yoshiyuki: I see. You're all working so hard for the show. Uh-huh.
Maya: Why are you talking like you don't have anything to do with this? You should be the one working the hardest...
How long had she been standing behind me?
The class president looked haughty as she spoke to me.
Yoshiyuki: Oh, hello. Nice day today, isn't it?
Maya: Everyone, gather around.
The class president ignored my greeting as usual, and started to address everyone.
Everyone stopped talking, and sat on desks and chairs to listen to her.
Maya: We're going to decide on the rest of the cast.
The class president stood at the podium, and wrote something on the blackboard.
The show's title.
"The Gilft of the Holy Night: Santa's First Love"
Maya: So, Yukimura-san, the one who prepares the project, decided on the title. Yukimura-san, please explain.
Anzu nodded expressionlessly, and stood at the podium with a stack of papers.
Anzu: First, the play's concept is based on the first love between a female Santa and a human boy. I wanted a suitable theme for Christmas, so I went with miraculous magic.
This was the story Anzu created.
A blind boy was living with a female Santa's family, but he didn't know it was Santa's family.
Santa and the boy liked each other, but they couldn't admit it.
One day, a rich amn showed up, and said he wanted the girl to be his wife... or something like that.
According to Anzuy, there were funny scenes as well as sad scenes.
Hmmm.
It was written by a girl.
There were a few things I, as a guy, just couldn't understand, though...
Well, it's supposed to have a happy ending, so I guess it's okay.
She hadn't quite finished all the details, but the characters were already set.
Now, they're talking about casting.
Anzu: We only decided on who to cast for the leading roles earlier, so I'd like to cast the remaining roles now.
The heroine is... Koko, I think.
Koko listened to Anzu talk with a slightly worried face.
Wataru: You've got it nice. You're the main character.
Yoshiyuki: ...Has that really been decided?
Wataru: What're ou saying? It was a unanimous decision.
...I see.
I thought I'd fallen asleep in class and dreamed it up.
Anzu: Yoshiyuki, is there a problem?
Urk...
Anzu... stares at me and though her face was expressionless, the pressure was immense.
Akane: Of course there isn't a problem, right?
Yoshiyuki: Hah, no.
Akane made a mach grab for my shoulder as if she was a yakuza trying to collect on a debt.
All I could do was nod submissively in fear.
Hmmm. I had no other choice.
Koko: .........
My eyes met with Koko's.
Hmm?
Koko was angrily flapping her lips.
She wanted to tell me something, but she didn't want Anzu and Akane to hear it so she couldn't say it out loud.
What, what?
Yoshiyuki is... a pervert?
What?! How do you know?!
Eh? That's not it?
Why don't you fight back?
..........
She also said...
Anzu: *stare*
Akane: Hee-hee-hee-hee.
Yoshiyuki: .........
Koko-sama, I just can't.
If I were to say "I don't want to play the main character" and fight back...
Akane and the class president would kill me instantly.
Also, Anzu would put a curse on me.
I don't want to die yet.
I made myself look pitiful, and shook my head while looking at Koko.
Koko: Hauuuu.
Koko looked extremely pitiful too.
Anzu: Does anyone have any objections?
...Nobody raised their hands.
In fact, they all looked relieved that they didn't have to do anything laborious.
*sob* You're all so cold...
Anzu: Okay, the main character is Yoshiyuki, and the heroine is Koko.
Yoshiyuki: Boo, hoo, hoo.
Koko: Boo, hoo, hoo.
Anzu: Next, the rest of the cast...
Anzu stretched to write on the blackboard.
The girl Santa's father, mother.
A rich noble.
Villager A, B.
And.
Santa's boss.
Yoshiyuki: B-Boss?
Anzu: The girl Santa's granpa.
I see.
And the rest?
A narrator... a lighting op, a sound technician, run crew, and scene painters... There's more...
Anzu: We want to have original background music, so I want Koko to work on that...
Koko: Okaaaaaay. Then I'll just do the music.
Anzu: Nope.
Anzu's immediate answer made Koko sad.
Female Student: Do you want those in the art club to take care of the designs?
Male Student: We'll do too.
The art club and manga research club members volunteered.
Nobody objected to that either.
Suginami: I think the class president would be great as the narrator. What do you think?
Yoshiyuki: H-Hey, when did you get here?
I know he wasn't there when I got to the classroom.
Suginami was sitting behind me as if he'd been sitting there the entire time.
I'ms ure he was planning something disruptive, and snuck into the classroom without anyone noticing him.
Tsk. He joined the meeting with a cool face.
Anzu: I see. What do you think, class president? The narrator?
Maya: ...You're scheming something, aren't you?
The class president glared at Suginami without answering Anzu's question.
He just smiled.
Suginami: You speak clearly, and your voice carries well. I think you'd be perfect.
Wataru: Ah, I agree too! If you're the narrator, it's like... It sharpens things! It's like it won't be a fairy tale story anymore.
As Wataru said, I thought the story would take an edge if the class president played the narrator.
However, I have a feeling that these two talking was having an opposite effect.
Maya: I'm sure you're planning something stupid, and you just want my attention somewhere else.
Wataru: Oh, no. No way.
Suginami: This is the last event of the year. How could you miss it as class president? It'll be good fun to have a magnificent ending.
The class president scoffed as she heard Suginami's words.
It seemed that she had her own reasons to behave that way.
Maya: Well, if you insist, I don't mind doing...
She answered coldly.
Anzu: Okay. Then the class president is the narrator.
Anzu nodded.
Anzu: The other characters...
Wataru: Yes! I'll understudy for the main character!
Anzu: There's no such thing.
Anzu's second immediate response shut Wataru down.
Everyone talked excitedly about who'd take which part.
I sat in my chair and stretched leisurely.
Suginami: Good luck, Main Character-kun.
Suginami talked to me from behind.
Yoshiyuki: Yeah, I guess.
Suginami: Although she was making a fuss, Miss Tsukishima seems to be having fun too.
Yoshiyuki: Do you think so?
Koko was talking to Akane about the play...
She does seem to be having fun.
Well, if my partner is having fun, I guess I will too.
Actually, I don't mind it too much myself, either.
This is my last year at the affiliated academy, so I'm hoping this will make some good memories.
Yoshiyuki: What about you?
Suginami: I've been thinking, but... So the class president doesn't get suspicious, I think I'm going to take a part.
Yoshiyuki: So you are scheming something after all.
Suginami: Your assumption is somewhat correct.
Suginami grinned at me.
Then the casting started.
Anzu: Then Wataru is going to be a rich noble.
Wataru: Yippie! I get to take Tsukishima away from the main character!
Anzu: You get dumped, though.
Wataru: Aw maaaaaaaaan!
Wataru was seriously depressed, despite it only being a puppet show.
What a difficult guy.
Akane was selected to play the girl Santa's mother.
Akane: Hee-hee-hee. I'm a bewitching mother.
Male Student: Ohhh!
Anzu: You're just a regular mother.
Akane: Darn.
How can a puppet be bewitched?
And at last, the Santa's boss is...
Anzu: I think Suginami-kun would be good for this part.
Yoshiyuki: S-Suginami?
Suginami: It's as big a part as the main character, right?
He spoke as if he was talking about someone else.
Well, if he was to take this big part, the class president wouldn't be suspicious.
A few more cast members were selected, as was the rest of the backstage crew.
Five or six guys and girls were paired off and selected.
Anzu: The set crew, please talk to Itabashi-kun about acquiring materials.
I guess she's talking about the timber from earlier.
Wataru pounded his chest in confidence while facing the set crew.
During the meeting, the film crew, the sound crew, and the puppet production crew were assigned, and now, everyone had a job.
Anzu: Okay, we'll talk about the rehearsal schedule and other details in the afternoon.
Anzu bowed like a robot.
Everyone applauded to cheer her on.
It'll be a lot of work, but it'll be so much fun.
[Movement Select]
-> Head to Student Council Room
-> Head to the Classroom
-> Head to the Hallway
-> Head to the Music Room
-> Head to the Cafeteria
-> Head to the Entranceway
Diabolik Lovers - Ayato Dark 8
Dark 8
Yui: Haa...
I've run away from Ayato-kun again...
Since that time in the game room, somehow facing Ayato-kun has been difficult.
Surely a kiss like that didn't count.
I know it's strange for me to be so conscious of it, but...
Ayato: Oi!
[grabbing sound]
Yui: Kyaa...! A-Ayato-kun...!
Ayato: Why are you running away?
Yui: I'm not running...
Ayato: You are running away! Lately you've always been avoiding me, haven't you?
Yui: .........
Ayato: What do you think you're doing? A~ah?
Yui: ...ugh... ...stop it!
[sound of impact]
Ayato: Ugh!?
Yui: S-Sorry! Ayato-kun!
[Yui runs off]
Ayato: Ah, hey, wait! Don't run away! Geez, what's with her...!
[Yui runs into some storage room]
Haa... What was I thinking, trying to hide myself in a place like this?
We're always together both in the house and at school, so I won't be able to continue avoiding him forever...
Yui: ...eh!?
Ayato: So you were trying to hide, were you? Hehe, I won't be defeated by something like that, you know?
[Choice]
-> I'm sorry
Yui: I'm sorry...
Ayato: A~ah? What are you apologizing for?
Yui: ...for running away.
Ayato: Hmm~?
[sound of a thud]
Yui: Ah...!
Ayato: If you're going to apologize, you should properly look me in the eye.
Yui: .........
Ayato: I told you to look!
[grabbing sound]
Yui: Ah...!
Ayato: .........
W-What should I do, I can't look away anymore.
[Choice]
-> Don't come over here!
Yui: Don't come over here!
Ayato: Wha...! What's with that! What are you saying!?
Yui: Do you get it? Really, Ayato-kun doesn't know anything about a girl's heart, huh.
Ayato: Haa? A woman's heart?
Yui: That's right. The reason I've been avoiding Ayato-kun... You really don't understand?
Ayato: Understand=
Huh? N-No... Like this, he might figure out why I've been avoiding him...!
I'm such an idiot!
[End of Choices]
Ugh... As I expected, when I look at Ayato-kun's face... the memories from before come rushing back.
Ayato: .........
Please, Ayato-kun... Don't look at me...!
Ayato: You...
Yui: Wha...
H-His face is too close...!
Ayato: Haha-, I get it now.
Yui: Wh-What!?
Ayato: Haha, your face is red, you know? I've founf out everything.
Yui: N-No, don't touch me...!
Ayato: The cause is this, isn't it? ...*kiss*
Yui: Wha...!
N-Nexto to my lips...!
Ayato: Hehe, just now I missed on purpose, you know?
Yui: Ayato-k...!
Ayato: Iiiiii see, that was your first kiss, wasn't it?
Yui: ...! Th-That... That wasn't a kiss! You were just sucking my blood, right!?
Ayato: Hmm?
[loud thud]
Yui: Ow...
Ayato: Then... this time I'll snatch it without fail.
Yui: Eh...
Ayato: Nn... *kissing soundsP
Yui: ...nn...nn.
N-No...!
Ayato: ...haa.
Yui: Sto... nn...nn.
Ayato: ...*kissing sounds*
The last time.. my lips and tongue were bitten and it was painful...
This time... it doesn't hurt. It's just a normal... kiss... like a girlfriend and boyfriend would do.
Why, something like this...
Ayato: ...*kissing sound*...haha... hehe, what, does it feel good? Your face looks totally enchanted, you know?
Yui: No... way... ah, nn...
Ayato: You like this, don't you? Nn... *kissing sounds*... don't hide it.
It's different from when he sucks my blood. He's gentle, but demanding at the same time... my head feels light...
Yui Wha... What is it!?
Ayato: Hehe. Hey, Breastless. For you to have that much of a response to just a kiss... you're a virgin, aren't you?
Yui: Wha...!
Ayato: .........
Yui: Ah... hey! Wh-What are you...!?
Ayato: "What", you ask... Isn't it obvious? We're going to do it.
Yui: ...!
Ayato: You should feel honored, you know? Since you get to do it with me for your first time.... nn.
Yui: St... Stop it...!
[sound of the door opening]
Ayato: A~ah?
Reiji: ...Excuse me. It seems that I am intruding.
Yui: Reiji-san...!
I'm saved!
Ayato: Oooi! Side-part glasses! You bastard, you interrupted just as things were getting good!
Reiji: If you don't want to be interrupted, you should do such things in your own room. This is a public place. I only came to this place to retrieve something, so please feel free to continue.
Yui: N-No way...!
Reiji: Also, if you call me "side-part glasses" once more, I shall take burning hot tongs to your mouth so that it may never be opened again.
Ayato: .........
Reiji: What's the matter? There's no need to worry about me, go on.
Ayato: ...Tch, a~ah! I don't feel like it anymore. I'm going home.
Reinji: Oh my, is that so.
F-For now, at least... it seems I've been saved?
Could it be... Reiji-san came to save me?
[grabbing sound]
Ayato: Don't go thinking that things'll end like this.
Yui: Ah...!
Ayato: Your first will all be snatched away by me. You'd better be prepared.
Monologue
Having whispered that, he leaves as I gaze at his retreating bacl.
And with my finger, I trace my lips were the memory of the kiss still lingers.
Why did Ayato-kun do such a thing, I wonder?
The answer is clear. It's because he finds such things amusing.
"Your firsts will all be snatched away by me."
All is for the sake of his pleasure.
Surely there is nothing like love there.
...My chest suddenly hurting, I hug my wn body.
Yui: Haa...
I've run away from Ayato-kun again...
Since that time in the game room, somehow facing Ayato-kun has been difficult.
Surely a kiss like that didn't count.
I know it's strange for me to be so conscious of it, but...
Ayato: Oi!
[grabbing sound]
Yui: Kyaa...! A-Ayato-kun...!
Ayato: Why are you running away?
Yui: I'm not running...
Ayato: You are running away! Lately you've always been avoiding me, haven't you?
Yui: .........
Ayato: What do you think you're doing? A~ah?
Yui: ...ugh... ...stop it!
[sound of impact]
Ayato: Ugh!?
Yui: S-Sorry! Ayato-kun!
[Yui runs off]
Ayato: Ah, hey, wait! Don't run away! Geez, what's with her...!
[Yui runs into some storage room]
Haa... What was I thinking, trying to hide myself in a place like this?
We're always together both in the house and at school, so I won't be able to continue avoiding him forever...
Yui: ...eh!?
Ayato: So you were trying to hide, were you? Hehe, I won't be defeated by something like that, you know?
[Choice]
-> I'm sorry
Yui: I'm sorry...
Ayato: A~ah? What are you apologizing for?
Yui: ...for running away.
Ayato: Hmm~?
[sound of a thud]
Yui: Ah...!
Ayato: If you're going to apologize, you should properly look me in the eye.
Yui: .........
Ayato: I told you to look!
[grabbing sound]
Yui: Ah...!
Ayato: .........
W-What should I do, I can't look away anymore.
[Choice]
-> Don't come over here!
Yui: Don't come over here!
Ayato: Wha...! What's with that! What are you saying!?
Yui: Do you get it? Really, Ayato-kun doesn't know anything about a girl's heart, huh.
Ayato: Haa? A woman's heart?
Yui: That's right. The reason I've been avoiding Ayato-kun... You really don't understand?
Ayato: Understand=
Huh? N-No... Like this, he might figure out why I've been avoiding him...!
I'm such an idiot!
[End of Choices]
Ugh... As I expected, when I look at Ayato-kun's face... the memories from before come rushing back.
Ayato: .........
Please, Ayato-kun... Don't look at me...!
Ayato: You...
Yui: Wha...
H-His face is too close...!
Ayato: Haha-, I get it now.
Yui: Wh-What!?
Ayato: Haha, your face is red, you know? I've founf out everything.
Yui: N-No, don't touch me...!
Ayato: The cause is this, isn't it? ...*kiss*
Yui: Wha...!
N-Nexto to my lips...!
Ayato: Hehe, just now I missed on purpose, you know?
Yui: Ayato-k...!
Ayato: Iiiiii see, that was your first kiss, wasn't it?
Yui: ...! Th-That... That wasn't a kiss! You were just sucking my blood, right!?
Ayato: Hmm?
[loud thud]
Yui: Ow...
Ayato: Then... this time I'll snatch it without fail.
Yui: Eh...
Ayato: Nn... *kissing soundsP
Yui: ...nn...nn.
N-No...!
Ayato: ...haa.
Yui: Sto... nn...nn.
Ayato: ...*kissing sounds*
The last time.. my lips and tongue were bitten and it was painful...
This time... it doesn't hurt. It's just a normal... kiss... like a girlfriend and boyfriend would do.
Why, something like this...
Ayato: ...*kissing sound*...haha... hehe, what, does it feel good? Your face looks totally enchanted, you know?
Yui: No... way... ah, nn...
Ayato: You like this, don't you? Nn... *kissing sounds*... don't hide it.
It's different from when he sucks my blood. He's gentle, but demanding at the same time... my head feels light...
Yui Wha... What is it!?
Ayato: Hehe. Hey, Breastless. For you to have that much of a response to just a kiss... you're a virgin, aren't you?
Yui: Wha...!
Ayato: .........
Yui: Ah... hey! Wh-What are you...!?
Ayato: "What", you ask... Isn't it obvious? We're going to do it.
Yui: ...!
Ayato: You should feel honored, you know? Since you get to do it with me for your first time.... nn.
Yui: St... Stop it...!
[sound of the door opening]
Ayato: A~ah?
Reiji: ...Excuse me. It seems that I am intruding.
Yui: Reiji-san...!
I'm saved!
Ayato: Oooi! Side-part glasses! You bastard, you interrupted just as things were getting good!
Reiji: If you don't want to be interrupted, you should do such things in your own room. This is a public place. I only came to this place to retrieve something, so please feel free to continue.
Yui: N-No way...!
Reiji: Also, if you call me "side-part glasses" once more, I shall take burning hot tongs to your mouth so that it may never be opened again.
Ayato: .........
Reiji: What's the matter? There's no need to worry about me, go on.
Ayato: ...Tch, a~ah! I don't feel like it anymore. I'm going home.
Reinji: Oh my, is that so.
F-For now, at least... it seems I've been saved?
Could it be... Reiji-san came to save me?
[grabbing sound]
Ayato: Don't go thinking that things'll end like this.
Yui: Ah...!
Ayato: Your first will all be snatched away by me. You'd better be prepared.
Monologue
Having whispered that, he leaves as I gaze at his retreating bacl.
And with my finger, I trace my lips were the memory of the kiss still lingers.
Why did Ayato-kun do such a thing, I wonder?
The answer is clear. It's because he finds such things amusing.
"Your firsts will all be snatched away by me."
All is for the sake of his pleasure.
Surely there is nothing like love there.
...My chest suddenly hurting, I hug my wn body.
Thursday 26 March 2015
Dramatical Murder - Doughnuts
Doughnuts
Noiz: .....
Koujaku: .....
Aoba: Ouch...
Following Granny's orders, we headed downstairs and sat silently at the table.
My head hurts... Granny hit me.
Of course, everyone else got the same treatment.
Every one of us was at fault, so as a result we were all hit and now there are large bumps on our heads.
When I saw the Granny going over to hit the man in green earlier, I was afraid he would fight back, but even though he was openly in a bad mood, he didn't really say anything.
I wonder why? Because his oppenent was a delicate old person? Or maybe it was something completelu different...
When Granny asked me how all of this happened in the first place, I confessed to forgetting to lock the front door again.
Then I was also given a bump on the head.
I'll make sure to never forget to lock the front door again...
Clear: I never thought I'd be hit too!
That reminds me, this gas mask guy said his name was Clear when I met him before.
He has the same suspicious presence as the man in green...
Tae: Aoba, come over here for a minute!
Aoba: Yeah, yeah.
Granny calls me into the kitchen and I stand up from my chair while rubbing the bump.
Earlier, I heard the sound of something being fried and a sweet smell filled the air.
Now, when I look at Granny's hands, I see doughnuts piled in a backet covered with kitcheen paper.
So she really was cooking things for us.
Tae: Bring that. Everyone's fine with tea, right?
Aoba: Yes, yes. Oh, by the way, Granny.
Tae: What?
Aoba: Is it okay for you to be up already? How's your hip?
Tae: Can't you tell by looking? Stop babbling on and go already.
Granny drives me off and I return to the table with the doughnuts. Then, I fill everyone's teacups and return to my own seat.
After a while, Granny comes to sit down too.
Tae: When people are full, their anger will naturally subside. Eat already.
Koujaku: So these are for us? I could tell what you were making by the smell. Your doughnuts are exceptional, Tae-san.
Tae: Just hurry up and eat.
Koujaku, who knows the smell of Granny's doughnuts well, immediately reaches out to the basket.
The man in green and the gas mask guy keep staring at the doughnuts as if they're completely alien objects.
Tae: If you're going to eat then eat, if not, then don't.
The gas mask guy can't eat if he doesn't remove the mask, and the man in green doesn't even seem to want to eat in the first place.
I didn't think he would, but surprisingly enough he pickss up a doughnut. He still looks grumpy but he starts to nibble at his doughnut.
Noiz: They're sweet.
Tae: That's a given. It's that kind of food.
Noiz: But it's still sweet.
Tae: You don't have to force yourself to eat it.
Noiz: .....
Granny snorts, displeased.
The man continues gnawing at his doughnut.
It's completely impossible to read what this guy is thinking.
I then look at the gas mask guy... to Clear, and it looks like he hasn't moved at all.
Aoba: You're not going to eat? Granny's doughnuts are delicious.
Clear: I'll eat.
Aoba: Then I guess you'd better hurry?
Clear: yes, I'll eat.
Clear keeps still.
If he can't eat if he doesn't take off his mask, will he still take one?
Expecting something to happen, I continue to stare at Clear while lightly sipping my tea.
Aoba: ...Huh?
I realize a doughnut from Clear's side of the basket is now gone.
And... I think his mask is moving up and down.
Aoba: You... Did you just eat one?
Clear: Yes, I did. They're delicious.
Aoba: ...Maybe it's a super power.
Did he eat it while wearing his gas mask?
How?
...Well, let's not go there.
I grab a doughnut and start eating too.
Granny's doughnuts are good even when cooled down, but when they're freshly made, a special, gentle sweetness will flow through your mouth when you take a bite.
As I taste my doughnut, Koujaku, who's already finished eating, stands up.
He turns around before going into the hallway and beckons me to come over.
Me?
When I point to myself, Koujaku nods several times.
What is it?
I lower my half-eaten doughnut and stand up to go into the hallway with Koujaku.
Koujaku: ...Phew. Everything got really confusing all of a sudden.
I guess he wanted to escape the strange atmosphere in the living room. He lets out a sigh, maybe because he only feels confortable away from everyone else.
Aoba: Yeah, that's for sure...
Koujaku: Anyway, about Mizuki. Did you contact or meey with him at all?
Aoba: Yeah, I called him. He said he was fine, but... I felt like he wasn't as energetic as before.
Koujaku: Really...?
Aoba: Did something happen to Mizuki?
Koujaku: Well, I told you that Mizuki was acting strange, didn't I? Around then, members of my team and members of Dry Juice had some trouble. Mizuki was also there. Hasn't he always tried to negotiate these things out before? For some reason, he seemed kind of absentminded and kept spacing out, and he just watched the fight without trying to stop it. In the end I had to stop it instead. I thought Mizuki looked strange, and asked if he was all right. When I did, he gave me this "Leave me alone!" glare.
Aoba: Mizuki did?
Koujaki: Yeah. He didn't look like his usual self, seemed like he was brooding over something.
Aoba: .....
Koujaku: Aoba, can't you remember anything? Has he been having any trouble recently?
Aoba: ...Earlier, when I was at Mizuki's shop, we did talk about the mysterious disappearances.
Koujaku: Ah. The rumors about entire Rib teams disappearing, right?
Aoba: I think he was really worried about that.
Koujaku: I've definitely heard that there are teams that have disappeared, but...
Pseudorabbit: Morphine! Morphine!
Aoba: !
Koujaku: Ah!?
Both Koujaku and I are surprised when we suddenly hear a high pitched voice.
Something right behind my back falls on the floor.
Aoba: That thing... It's his!
What rolls on the floor is one of the cubes that rabbit headed man had attached to his waist. Was it in the hood of my jacket...!?
The cube hops back towards the living room.
Aoba: That guy...!
Koujaku: ...!
Koujaku chases after the cube into the living room.
Koujaku: Hey, you little shit. You were eavesdropping just now, weren't you?
Noiz: It's not like it was something worth going to the trouble of asking about.
Koujaku: Bastard...
Noiz: Like the mysterious disappearances, Rib's not trendy anymore these days, so doesn't it feel like they're ust holding some exciting event?
Koujaku: What'd you say?
Koujaku's voice shows clear anger.
Koujaku: Hey, it's not a joking matter. There really are teams that haven't returned.
Noiz: I dunno. Doesn't it only mean it's better to stop doing Rib if you're scared?
Koujaku: You bastard...
Koujaku becomes angry and the man looks back at him even more coldly.
Koujaku: You, what's your name?
Noiz: It's good manners to give your onw name first.
Koujaku: An asshole like you probably doesn't even hav any manners, why should I have to?
Noiz: Then don't ask.
Aoba: Wait a minute. This doesn't need to get ugly. He's Koujaku. And you?
Noiz: ...Noiz.
Koujaku: No one likes little shits like you.
Noiz: I don't really care if you like me or not.
Koujaku: Son of a bitch...
Tae: That's enough.
Granny, who'd remained silent until now, suddenly cuts off all hostility between the two with a single sentence.
Tae: If you're going to fight, do it elsewhere. You're noisy I can't stand it.
Koujaku: ...Sorry, Tae-san.
Noiz: .....
Glancing at the apologizing Koujaku, Noiz stands up in silence.
Aoba: Hey, where are you going?
Noiz: Home.
As soon as he mutters that he leaves the living room.
Tae: And the rest of you, if you've finished eating, go back home.
Clear rises to Granny's voice and bows.
Clear: It was delicious. Well then, Master, goodbye.
Aoba: Ah, wait a sec.
Clear exits the living room into the hallway as I chase after him.
Clear: Yes, what is it?
Aoba: Whether we meet again or nor... If there's a second time, come in normally.
Clear: Normally?
Aoba: Don't fall from the sky or come in through the veranda, normally people come in through the front door.
Clear: Why can't I come from the sky or the veranda?
Aoba: It's just weird, okay? And startling. It's bad for the heart.
Clear: Bad for the heart... I see. I understand.
Clear raises his hand with a "Yes!", and then puts it to his chest.
Clear: It's about the heart here, right?
Aoba: Ah... Well yeah, but...
Clear: When I'm with Master, I learn a lot. Thank you very much.
Aoba: ...Really.
Clear: Until next time.
Aoba: Yeah...
Bowing once again, Clear leaves from the entryway.
Koujaku: What's up with that gas mask guy...
Koujaku returns to the hallway from the living room, muttering about Clear.
Aoba: I don't know...
Koujaku: He's not someone you know?
Aoba: Someone I know, well... I don't think so. I don't really know him.
Koujaku: Hey, hey, keep it together.
Koujaku looks amazed. But unexpectedly, he rubs his neck with one hand as if he's embarrassed.
Koujaku: I'm sorry about earlier. I just kind of snapped. It would be nice if you could tell Tae-san too.
Aoba: You apologized earlier. I think it's fine.
Koujaku: And I'm sorry for going nuts like that in your room...
Aoba: Ah, well, it's over already. It's been a while since I've seen you so angry, though.
Koujaku: I'm no good with guys like that who don't know how to compromise.
Koujaku sighs with defeated expression.
Koujaku: I remembered it just now, but... isn't he in a Rhyme team?
Aoba: Rhyme team?
Koujaku: Yeah. I think it was named "Ruff Rabbit". Before, when our team and members of another team had a fight, I remember seeing him there. He seemed to know I was doing Rib too, so I guess I'm right. The more I think about it, the worse it makes me feel.
Aoba: So Rhyme has teams too. I didn't know that.
Koujaku: I think they only started forming teams recently. They're probably doing it to gather information more easily. It just bothers me.
In Rib there are lots of guys who think that being teammates equals being family, but Rhyme might be different in that aspect.
Dry and efficient.
Just by looking at Noiz it's clear enough.
Koujaku: Well, putting that guy aside. I'll make it so I can help out Mizuki too. If you know anything, give me a call.
Aoba: Okay.
Koujaku: See ya.
Koujaku raises one hand and walks out the front door.
Aoba: ...Whew.
After seeing Koujaku off, I return to my room feeling a little weak.
Maybe I'm so tired because of all of the things that happened today.
Oh, right, I forgot to tell Koujaku that it was Noiz who had pulled me in the Rhyme...
But if I tell him, the next time he sees Noiz he'll do nothing but pick a fight.
Thinking over the day's events, I open the door while a feeling of weakness washes over me.
I already know my room is a disaster, but I can't help thinking about how bad it is...
Aoba: Dammit...
Everything's been crazy lately.
I remember Noiz's cocky attitude and a bit of anger perks up.
I decide to only pick up things that had fallen on the ground, and afterwards I plop myself down on the bed.
I'll clean the rest tomorrow. Yeah, tomorrow.
I've already had too much excitement for one day.
I take a deep breath and close my eyes.
.....Hmm?
When I felt a breeze and opened my eyes, there was a gaping hole on the door to the veranda.
......That gas mask guy......
......But I kinda don't care anymore.
I don't wanna get up.
In the end, I fell asleep as it was.
Noiz: .....
Koujaku: .....
Aoba: Ouch...
Following Granny's orders, we headed downstairs and sat silently at the table.
My head hurts... Granny hit me.
Of course, everyone else got the same treatment.
Every one of us was at fault, so as a result we were all hit and now there are large bumps on our heads.
When I saw the Granny going over to hit the man in green earlier, I was afraid he would fight back, but even though he was openly in a bad mood, he didn't really say anything.
I wonder why? Because his oppenent was a delicate old person? Or maybe it was something completelu different...
When Granny asked me how all of this happened in the first place, I confessed to forgetting to lock the front door again.
Then I was also given a bump on the head.
I'll make sure to never forget to lock the front door again...
Clear: I never thought I'd be hit too!
That reminds me, this gas mask guy said his name was Clear when I met him before.
He has the same suspicious presence as the man in green...
Tae: Aoba, come over here for a minute!
Aoba: Yeah, yeah.
Granny calls me into the kitchen and I stand up from my chair while rubbing the bump.
Earlier, I heard the sound of something being fried and a sweet smell filled the air.
Now, when I look at Granny's hands, I see doughnuts piled in a backet covered with kitcheen paper.
So she really was cooking things for us.
Tae: Bring that. Everyone's fine with tea, right?
Aoba: Yes, yes. Oh, by the way, Granny.
Tae: What?
Aoba: Is it okay for you to be up already? How's your hip?
Tae: Can't you tell by looking? Stop babbling on and go already.
Granny drives me off and I return to the table with the doughnuts. Then, I fill everyone's teacups and return to my own seat.
After a while, Granny comes to sit down too.
Tae: When people are full, their anger will naturally subside. Eat already.
Koujaku: So these are for us? I could tell what you were making by the smell. Your doughnuts are exceptional, Tae-san.
Tae: Just hurry up and eat.
Koujaku, who knows the smell of Granny's doughnuts well, immediately reaches out to the basket.
The man in green and the gas mask guy keep staring at the doughnuts as if they're completely alien objects.
Tae: If you're going to eat then eat, if not, then don't.
The gas mask guy can't eat if he doesn't remove the mask, and the man in green doesn't even seem to want to eat in the first place.
I didn't think he would, but surprisingly enough he pickss up a doughnut. He still looks grumpy but he starts to nibble at his doughnut.
Noiz: They're sweet.
Tae: That's a given. It's that kind of food.
Noiz: But it's still sweet.
Tae: You don't have to force yourself to eat it.
Noiz: .....
Granny snorts, displeased.
The man continues gnawing at his doughnut.
It's completely impossible to read what this guy is thinking.
I then look at the gas mask guy... to Clear, and it looks like he hasn't moved at all.
Aoba: You're not going to eat? Granny's doughnuts are delicious.
Clear: I'll eat.
Aoba: Then I guess you'd better hurry?
Clear: yes, I'll eat.
Clear keeps still.
If he can't eat if he doesn't take off his mask, will he still take one?
Expecting something to happen, I continue to stare at Clear while lightly sipping my tea.
Aoba: ...Huh?
I realize a doughnut from Clear's side of the basket is now gone.
And... I think his mask is moving up and down.
Aoba: You... Did you just eat one?
Clear: Yes, I did. They're delicious.
Aoba: ...Maybe it's a super power.
Did he eat it while wearing his gas mask?
How?
...Well, let's not go there.
I grab a doughnut and start eating too.
Granny's doughnuts are good even when cooled down, but when they're freshly made, a special, gentle sweetness will flow through your mouth when you take a bite.
As I taste my doughnut, Koujaku, who's already finished eating, stands up.
He turns around before going into the hallway and beckons me to come over.
Me?
When I point to myself, Koujaku nods several times.
What is it?
I lower my half-eaten doughnut and stand up to go into the hallway with Koujaku.
Koujaku: ...Phew. Everything got really confusing all of a sudden.
I guess he wanted to escape the strange atmosphere in the living room. He lets out a sigh, maybe because he only feels confortable away from everyone else.
Aoba: Yeah, that's for sure...
Koujaku: Anyway, about Mizuki. Did you contact or meey with him at all?
Aoba: Yeah, I called him. He said he was fine, but... I felt like he wasn't as energetic as before.
Koujaku: Really...?
Aoba: Did something happen to Mizuki?
Koujaku: Well, I told you that Mizuki was acting strange, didn't I? Around then, members of my team and members of Dry Juice had some trouble. Mizuki was also there. Hasn't he always tried to negotiate these things out before? For some reason, he seemed kind of absentminded and kept spacing out, and he just watched the fight without trying to stop it. In the end I had to stop it instead. I thought Mizuki looked strange, and asked if he was all right. When I did, he gave me this "Leave me alone!" glare.
Aoba: Mizuki did?
Koujaki: Yeah. He didn't look like his usual self, seemed like he was brooding over something.
Aoba: .....
Koujaku: Aoba, can't you remember anything? Has he been having any trouble recently?
Aoba: ...Earlier, when I was at Mizuki's shop, we did talk about the mysterious disappearances.
Koujaku: Ah. The rumors about entire Rib teams disappearing, right?
Aoba: I think he was really worried about that.
Koujaku: I've definitely heard that there are teams that have disappeared, but...
Pseudorabbit: Morphine! Morphine!
Aoba: !
Koujaku: Ah!?
Both Koujaku and I are surprised when we suddenly hear a high pitched voice.
Something right behind my back falls on the floor.
Aoba: That thing... It's his!
What rolls on the floor is one of the cubes that rabbit headed man had attached to his waist. Was it in the hood of my jacket...!?
The cube hops back towards the living room.
Aoba: That guy...!
Koujaku: ...!
Koujaku chases after the cube into the living room.
Koujaku: Hey, you little shit. You were eavesdropping just now, weren't you?
Noiz: It's not like it was something worth going to the trouble of asking about.
Koujaku: Bastard...
Noiz: Like the mysterious disappearances, Rib's not trendy anymore these days, so doesn't it feel like they're ust holding some exciting event?
Koujaku: What'd you say?
Koujaku's voice shows clear anger.
Koujaku: Hey, it's not a joking matter. There really are teams that haven't returned.
Noiz: I dunno. Doesn't it only mean it's better to stop doing Rib if you're scared?
Koujaku: You bastard...
Koujaku becomes angry and the man looks back at him even more coldly.
Koujaku: You, what's your name?
Noiz: It's good manners to give your onw name first.
Koujaku: An asshole like you probably doesn't even hav any manners, why should I have to?
Noiz: Then don't ask.
Aoba: Wait a minute. This doesn't need to get ugly. He's Koujaku. And you?
Noiz: ...Noiz.
Koujaku: No one likes little shits like you.
Noiz: I don't really care if you like me or not.
Koujaku: Son of a bitch...
Tae: That's enough.
Granny, who'd remained silent until now, suddenly cuts off all hostility between the two with a single sentence.
Tae: If you're going to fight, do it elsewhere. You're noisy I can't stand it.
Koujaku: ...Sorry, Tae-san.
Noiz: .....
Glancing at the apologizing Koujaku, Noiz stands up in silence.
Aoba: Hey, where are you going?
Noiz: Home.
As soon as he mutters that he leaves the living room.
Tae: And the rest of you, if you've finished eating, go back home.
Clear rises to Granny's voice and bows.
Clear: It was delicious. Well then, Master, goodbye.
Aoba: Ah, wait a sec.
Clear exits the living room into the hallway as I chase after him.
Clear: Yes, what is it?
Aoba: Whether we meet again or nor... If there's a second time, come in normally.
Clear: Normally?
Aoba: Don't fall from the sky or come in through the veranda, normally people come in through the front door.
Clear: Why can't I come from the sky or the veranda?
Aoba: It's just weird, okay? And startling. It's bad for the heart.
Clear: Bad for the heart... I see. I understand.
Clear raises his hand with a "Yes!", and then puts it to his chest.
Clear: It's about the heart here, right?
Aoba: Ah... Well yeah, but...
Clear: When I'm with Master, I learn a lot. Thank you very much.
Aoba: ...Really.
Clear: Until next time.
Aoba: Yeah...
Bowing once again, Clear leaves from the entryway.
Koujaku: What's up with that gas mask guy...
Koujaku returns to the hallway from the living room, muttering about Clear.
Aoba: I don't know...
Koujaku: He's not someone you know?
Aoba: Someone I know, well... I don't think so. I don't really know him.
Koujaku: Hey, hey, keep it together.
Koujaku looks amazed. But unexpectedly, he rubs his neck with one hand as if he's embarrassed.
Koujaku: I'm sorry about earlier. I just kind of snapped. It would be nice if you could tell Tae-san too.
Aoba: You apologized earlier. I think it's fine.
Koujaku: And I'm sorry for going nuts like that in your room...
Aoba: Ah, well, it's over already. It's been a while since I've seen you so angry, though.
Koujaku: I'm no good with guys like that who don't know how to compromise.
Koujaku sighs with defeated expression.
Koujaku: I remembered it just now, but... isn't he in a Rhyme team?
Aoba: Rhyme team?
Koujaku: Yeah. I think it was named "Ruff Rabbit". Before, when our team and members of another team had a fight, I remember seeing him there. He seemed to know I was doing Rib too, so I guess I'm right. The more I think about it, the worse it makes me feel.
Aoba: So Rhyme has teams too. I didn't know that.
Koujaku: I think they only started forming teams recently. They're probably doing it to gather information more easily. It just bothers me.
In Rib there are lots of guys who think that being teammates equals being family, but Rhyme might be different in that aspect.
Dry and efficient.
Just by looking at Noiz it's clear enough.
Koujaku: Well, putting that guy aside. I'll make it so I can help out Mizuki too. If you know anything, give me a call.
Aoba: Okay.
Koujaku: See ya.
Koujaku raises one hand and walks out the front door.
Aoba: ...Whew.
After seeing Koujaku off, I return to my room feeling a little weak.
Maybe I'm so tired because of all of the things that happened today.
Oh, right, I forgot to tell Koujaku that it was Noiz who had pulled me in the Rhyme...
But if I tell him, the next time he sees Noiz he'll do nothing but pick a fight.
Thinking over the day's events, I open the door while a feeling of weakness washes over me.
I already know my room is a disaster, but I can't help thinking about how bad it is...
Aoba: Dammit...
Everything's been crazy lately.
I remember Noiz's cocky attitude and a bit of anger perks up.
I decide to only pick up things that had fallen on the ground, and afterwards I plop myself down on the bed.
I'll clean the rest tomorrow. Yeah, tomorrow.
I've already had too much excitement for one day.
I take a deep breath and close my eyes.
.....Hmm?
When I felt a breeze and opened my eyes, there was a gaping hole on the door to the veranda.
......That gas mask guy......
......But I kinda don't care anymore.
I don't wanna get up.
In the end, I fell asleep as it was.
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