>>31729914
Ara ara

was hoping this was returning

About to leave for some time, but good luck.

Never got to the last one but i'm looking forward to more glorious explanation.

>>31730005
oop. that's better.

You lay there for what seems like hours, trying to hold on to the illusion that was sprawled before you. You can still feel a trace of her, and even hear her voice. The light slowly returns to the room, but you are still too tired to move. The more light that floods into the room, the hard it is to maintain your sister's specter. You need to get up, get moving; you aren't unable to move at this point, just unwilling. As long as a trace of Nui is there, it lets you lie to yourself. That you didn't fail to protect her and your other sisters from a mother who looked at you all as chattel, fuel to use to speed up the end of humanity in the way she desired. You had already lost one sister due to your failures, and you lost another. You know you have one sister left, and you're more than willing to be damned to protect her.

The door behind you opens and closes, accompanied by the clicking sound of heels against the cool, granite floor that has become your temporary bed. The figure stands above you with a slight smirk spreading across their lips.

[] Why does she always wear shorts?
[] How does someone get red eyes anyway?

>>31730021
>[] Why does she always wear shorts?

>>31730021
>[] How does someone get red eyes anyway?

>>31730021
[X] Why does she always wear shorts?
Is it Huehuemaru?

As before, after 10 minutes, majority wins; or first to 5.

>>31730021
[] Why does she always wear shorts?

>>31730030
>>31730038
>>31730064

Writing. ahuehuehuehuehuemaru

"Why do you always wear shorts?", you ask your assistant point blank. She looks at you maintaining a shadow of the grin held before, and answers. "Why do I keep catching you talking to yourself, sir?"

She extends her hand down to you, offering to help you get up. The ghost is gone, and you've mostly recovered from your ordeal; albeit a little sore. As you reluctantly rise from the floor, you ask the same question again, with a genuinely curious tone. "But really, Hoomaru, why are you wearing shorts? It's November."

She gives you a final tug to pull you to your feet, and begins dusting off your suit. Her expressions has returned to its demurral nature, and responds without any quip this time. "This is the suit the CEO," she realizes her mistake and quickly corrects herself, almost holding back tears, "... the former CEO gave to me upon my promotion to Executive Assistant. If you want me to wear a new suit, just give the order and-"

You interrupt her with an apologetic tone, "No, it's fine Hoomaru. You can wear what you wish, when you wish. As I said when we first met, just look professional and do your duties just as before."

Rei smiles and bows politely before you. "Thank you, sir. As the personal attendant for the CEO of REVOCS, I'll make sure to do what I can to assist you."

[] What time is it?
[] Wash up in the executive bathroom.
[] So, this was my mother's office?

>>31730205
>[] What time is it?

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>>31730021
>How does someone get red eyes anyway?
Was it Maiko?

>>31730205
>[X] So, this was my mother's office?

>>31730231
Yep.

>>31730253
so she rused her way into a position at REVOCS after ep 24 huh?

>>31730274
Could have.

>>31730205
>[] What time is it?

how long were we lieing there?

>>31730296
>>31730223
Writing.

>>31730292
AAAARRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHH.
fucking woulda coulda shoulda son.

You groan a bit, and begin to stretch. "Hoomaru, what time is it? I didn't adjust my watch before arriving."

She looks at you, and states plainly, "It is currently 9:50 AM. When did you arrive, Master Hinode?"

Shit, it was sunrise on arrival, and now it's almost 10:00 AM. Hoomaru doesn't look too concerned, so the meeting shouldn't have started yet.

"Let me guess, the meeting is at 10, right?"

"Yes, we should leave now as to not be tardy." Stated in her usual professional tone.

You let out an exasperated sigh, catching a small tinge of annoyance from your assistant as you do so. Seems she is getting annoyed by our lack of diligence.

[] Make haste to the meeting room. Arrive a bit early.
[] Casually walk to the meeting, arriving just in time. Talk a bit.

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>>31730382
>[] Make haste to the meeting room. Arrive a bit early.

sit down, strike a pose & plan.

>>31730382
[] Make haste to the meeting room. Arrive a bit early.

Make haste not speed.

>>31730382
[] Casually walk to the meeting, arriving just in time. Talk a bit.

>>31730382
>[] Make haste to the meeting room. Arrive a bit early.

>>31730408
>>31730424
>>31730438

Writing.

"Hoomaru, we've wasted enough time looking at relics, wouldn't you agree?" You turn towards the door, and begin to walk over to it. Before you can reach the doorknob, your dutiful assistant is holding the door ajar for you, bowing ever so slightly.

"Yes, now if you will follow me to the boardroom, sir." She states with a slight hint relief.

You take the elevator back up to the twelfth floor. You are absorbed by your own thoughts, re-concentrating on the task at hand. You are about to become the CEO of the largest clothing manufacturer in the world. The fortune that was once held by the company has vanished, as indemnities were paid to almost every country in the world as a result of your mother's... mismanagement. REVOCS sales have plummeted, but luckily re branding is a powerful tool. It's done wonders in the NA market, with your new subsidiary, NAKED, quickly regaining the sales leader position REVOCS held only a few months ago.

*Ding*

Looks like you've arrived at the right floor. As the elevator doors open, florescent light envelops you.

"This way, sir." Hoomaru quickly leads you through a small maze of mostly empty office cubicles towards a large room at the opposite side of the elevator entrance. You can hear a discussion already taking place inside, somewhat heated. Good. It's time to bring new life into this husk, and re-purpose it for a new age.

Hoomaru stand at attention, hand on the door handle, ready to open it at your command.

[] If you please, Hoomaru.
[] Do it yourself.
[] Breath in. Breath out. Give the order.

>>31730623
>[] Breath in. Breath out. Give the order.

>>31730623
[] If you please, Hoomaru

>>31730623
>[] If you please, Hoomaru.

>>31730723
>>31730744

Writing.

>>31730623
>with your new subsidiary, NAKED

nice

"If you please, Hoomaru." Hoomaru bows, opening the door and standing by it's side.

Bright sunlight envelops you as the door is opened. The row of windows have had their blinds drawn up completely, and bath you in the morning sunlight. The room is rectangular, and mostly filled by a long table that stretches almost as far as the room does. It leaves little room for other objects, but there are a few filing cabinets along the far end of the table, near the other head.

An older gentleman seated near the head of the table announces to the rest of the board members.

"And, I'm proud to introduce the next CEO of REVOCS Corporation, Hinode Kiryuin!"

Looking around, you've seen a few of the suits when they visited NA regional HQ, but mostly these are foreign faces. You quickly walk toward the head of the table, smiling and waving to the applause of most of the board members. Most.

You notice that the woman seated opposite of you, at the other end of the table is anything but pleased. In fact, she looks positively furious. After the applause dies down, you stand in front of the hefty leather chair at the head of your end of the table.

The woman at the opposite end then stands up, slowly, calmly pulling a sword from it's scabbard. The only noise heard in the room is the steel scrapping against it's holder. Once it's fully brought out, the black blade is pointed at none other than you. Her dark blue eyes penetrate straight through your very being, screaming one thing: revile. Just who is this woman?

"Take care of this monster." She coolly says to her own attendant...

[] A large, blonde man.
[] A short, pink haired woman.
[] Blue haired nerd.

>>31731018
[] Blue haired nerd.
duh

>>31731018
[x] A short, pink haired woman

What the fuck Satsuki? What'd we even do?

>>31731018
>[] A large, blonde man.

GODDAMIT

>>31731018
[] A large, blonde man.

lets be men about this now. violence is for those without an adequate grasp of diplomacy.

>>31731040
>[] Blue haired nerd.

>>31731018
>[] A short, pink haired woman.

>>31731018
[] A short, pink haired woman

>>31731040
>[] Blue haired nerd.

>>31731042
>>31731071
>>31731079
>>31731122

Nonon it is. Writing.

>>31731018
>[] A large, blonde man.

seriously what the fuck does nononon have to do with office politics Inamuta can at least into DATA

>>31731138
>office politics
Unless you've noticed, this is an assassination, not an office meeting

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pKBjcuGPdUI should be our theme
after all, we are a Sunset Hero

>>31731138
>implying you can have office politics without a catty bitch

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>>31731176
>not Red Sun

>>31731176
>>31731215
It's not clear if we even can fight, calm your collective tits

>>31731261
Pretty sure it has been established that we can fight back in thread 1

Exactly what is going on, you really can't decipher. You shout with as much anger as confusion, "What is the meaning of this?"

The black haired woman just smiles, placing her drawn sword through the table, sticking it straight into the floor. "Do you think you can fool me with that pathetic disguise, Ragyo?"

"Oh, Ragyo-sama, we've been waiting for you... nice disguise by the way, old hag.", quips the short one.

What. You knew your mother had made enemies, and undoubtedly stepped on a few of the board member's toes, but really? Death threats? You can't be completely surprised, but you are still baffled none-the-less. You sigh a bit, and are tempted to run your hand over your face, but the board is here... or at least they were. Where did they go?

Quickly looking around the room, you can tell the board has already hauled it, and the only people left in the room are you, Hoomaru, and this catty woman with what looks like her even cattier assistant.

[] Try to diffuse the situation.
[] Who are you?
[] If it's a fight...

>>31731261
I think it was stated in a previous thread that due to the sheer amount of free time Hinode had on his hands when he was locked away, he basically mastered the art of the sword - Godot, mind confirming this or not? May be wrong.

>>31731301
Art of fighting with a weapon, more or less.

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>>31731297
[x] Who are you?

Oh god this is one scary choice.

>>31731290
>>31731301
Guess I have brain problems

>>31731297
>[] Who are you?

>>31731297
>[X] If it's a fight...
As a fellow warrior, she may understand more in battle

>>31731297
[] Try to diffuse the situation.
[] Who are you?

>>31731297
[] Try to diffuse the situation.

Diplomat before warrior is almost certainly the best way to win the board over, though if it comes to a fight lets show them our chops

>>31731297
>[] Try to diffuse the situation.
>[] Who are you?

>>31731297
>[x] Who are you?
I doubt she'll listen to us if we try to diffuse the situation, and fighting her will only cement her suspicion that we're Ragyo; asking just who she is is the only chance we have at proving we're not.

>>31731374
>and fighting her will only cement her suspicion that we're Ragyo
Actually I'm convinced in the opposite, but oh well

>>31731297

[] Try to diffuse the situation.

Rolled 12

>>31731404
>>31731359
>>31731350
>>31731345

>>31731332
>>31731318
>>31731374

Diffuse then question. Let's see how that works out.

You take a minute to collect yourself. The pink haired one begins to charge at you with what looks like a small dagger, running down the table straight for you. The same fire from the blue eyed woman is there in the pink haired one. As she runs down the table, it begins to crack down the middle, from where the blue eyed woman stabbed it.

"Ma'am, I do have to ask, what exactly is the meaning of this?"

The woman standing accross from you simply focuses her eyes on us, and coldly responds, "There is only one Kiryuin that you could be, and it certainly isn't this 'Hinode' that you've adopted. I don't know how you survived your fight with my sister, but let it be known-" She pulls the sword from the ground, no longer able to hold her composure, and begins to charge at you through the ruins of the table "That you won't be given the same opportunity twice."

"But, who are--" You are cut off, having barely defending yourself from the pink-haired woman's dagger; catching it with the skin of your teeth.

"Shut your mouth, monster."

The blue haired woman is almost upon you, and it looks like the time for diplomacy is over. You really didn't want to bloody this suit.

[]Hoomaru, the zweihander, please.
[] Hoomaru, the Saber, please.
[] Hoomaru, the Nagamaki, please.

>>31731539
>[] Hoomaru, the Saber, please.
HA HA
TIME FOR FENCING

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>>31731539
[x]Hoomaru, the zweihander, please.

Well fuck it then. I guess we'll have to snap that fucking knife before you learn some goddamn manners.

>>31731539
>[X] Hoomaru, the Saber, please.
Sabers are sweet.

>>31731539
>[X] Hoomaru, the zweihander, please.
I just can't resist

>>31731539
>no falcata
Shame.
>[] Hoomaru, the Saber, please.

>>31731539
Kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her, KILLER KILLER KILLER KILLER. KILL HER.

[] Resist. Roll 1d10

>>31731539
>[x] Hoomaru, the Saber, please.
En garde.

Rolled 2

>>31731593
This is gonna end terribly.

Rolled 12

>>31731593

>>31731539
[]Hoomaru, the zweihander, please.

not really my style but then none of these are.

Rolled 3

>>31731593

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>>31731593
[x] Resist.

Well shit, I (>>31731568) guess resist then. I'm not in the mood for slaughtering people in the board room.

Rolled 4

>>31731606
With rolls like that? Yeah.
>>31731593
Rawlin

Rolled 6

>>31731593
Oh lord...

>>31731593
To explain, sometime, I'm going to throw in a roll check. I keep the limit that needs to be hit, and will take the highest roll after 5 or so minutes. I hope you guys hit it.

Rolled 8

>>31731593
SATAN GUIDE MY DICE.

Rolled 10

>>31731593

Rolled 1

>>31731619
Shit, forgot my roll.

>>31731593

>>31731632
Why'd you have to remember it faget

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Rolled 10

>>31731629
>>31731629
FUCKING BASED

>>31731645
Because it's highest roll anyway and we've already got a 10. >>31731629

We're fine.

>>31731629
Winner. Skeleton is avoided.

>>31731566
>>31731573
>>31731585
>>31731597

>>31731568
>>31731577
>>31731609

Oh boy, I was hoping for this. Writing.

Rolled 6

>>31731593
>>31731639
Welp, screwed up the roll.

>>31731662
Greatswords are underrepresented in KlK, I think
Oh well

>>31731699
They really are. It would be kind of cool to have a Guts-like protag in one of these quests getting through by the skin of their teeth. Not through style, just strength and raw ability.

Rolled 3

>>31731717
>strength and raw ability
That's basically Satsuki, only with a katana instead of a greatsword.

>>31731717
>>31731699
>implying Hinode's secret weapon isn't a giant greatsword where his dick is

>>31731717
>style, just strength and raw ability
Eh, I dunno about that
I just want more greatswords in my life
>>31731727
Fitting, we are kind of her brother

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>>31731727
Satsuki's got a shitload of style going for her though.

The girl poses almost half as hard as a JoJo character.

You don't know her nature, and you really don't know her, yet. We really shouldn't jump to conclusions here, okay?

You stare the woman charging at you straight in the eyes. She hesitates for a minute, mesmerized by your eyes. For a minute, you two have an understanding as to what is going to happen, although you clearly have different ideas as to the conclusion. She is taken aback for a minute, but shakes her head while yelling, "YOU CANNOT FOOL ME, RAGYO! I WILL DEFEAT YOU HERE, YOUR HEAD ON A PIKE WHERE IT BELONGS."

You bite down. Hard. The pink haired one stares at your teeth, and is taken aback herself. You loosen your grip, and spit blood out the side of your mouth. She stops her leader mid-charge with an outstretched arm and shows her the dagger. There is a clear imprint of teeth in the blade. They both look deeply concerned at this point, and take a few steps back, not letting your slightly cocky expression go unnoticed. You flash your dark, blackened teeth at them.

Good. You take a serious stance, throwing off your sports jacket to the side of the room.

"Hoomaru, the Zweihander and Saber, please." Hoomaru begins to charge in herself, when you stop her with an outstretched arm. "That will not be necessary. Please make sure that these two, if they are even employees, are promptly fired. I won't tolerate insubordination. I'll handle the escort out of the office myself."

[] Lackey before general.
[] Head of the beast.
[] Show them a good time.

>>31731799
>[] Show them a good time.

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Rolled 5

>>31731799
>[] Show them a good time.

>>31731799
>Zweihander and Saber
Are you fucking serious
>[X] Show them a good time.

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>>31731799
>Dual wielding

[x] Head of the beast.

If we get the leader to stop, the lackey will follow. Then we can have a talk.

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Rolled 8

>>31731799
>dark, blackened teeth
wash dat shit, mang

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>>31731799
>"Hoomaru, the Zweihander and Saber, please."
Madre de Dios.
>[] Show them a good time.

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>>31731848
>implying it isn't Bakuzan teeth

>>31731848
My guess is that it's from biting the dagger so hard

>>31731799
>[X] Show them a good time.

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>>31731848
HAHAHA IGNORE ME I JUST REALIZED.
BAKUZAN TEETH.

>>31731799
>[] Show them a good time.

stretch ourselves against presumably skilled opponents. Do not underestimate but enjoy the flow of the opera of war.

>>31731894
>>31731867
>>31731853
>>31731841
>>31731830

Writing.

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>>31731907
THERE WILL BE
BLOOD
SHED

>>31731854
>>31731857
>>31731870
Not really a good way to show we're not Ragyou in disguise, is it.

>>31732059
Of course it is. Why would Ragyo have Bakuzan teeth? She can snap Bakuzan barehanded, she has no need for hardened teeth.

>>31732086
I mean the "biting a dagger" part.

>>31732059
I really doubt Ragyu in disguise would be so eager to fight after showing up so soon

Hoomaru bows, and hands you the saber, which you promptly attach to your belt. The blue eyed one goes in as Hoomaru starts handing you your zweihander. You quickly deliver a powerful dick to her inner ankle, with just enough force to partially sprain it. She's caught by her assistant, and avoids falling over then and there.

"My lady, are you---"

"I'm fine, Nonon." And she starts to get up again.

"Please ma'am, be patient." You begin in a calm, soothing voice. Your blood then boils over; the impudence of the situation finally overtaking the sanity you've forced upon yourself. "You'll be dead soon enough." You grab the outstretched sword from your assistant with a single hand. After taking hold of the gigantic blade, your assistant quickly exits the room, and can be heard trying to calm down the boardmembers outside.

It's taken years to perfect this technique, but you surely had time to practice it. It's an extension of your being; your grip overpowers the weight of your blade, and you swing towards the two mercs. Unbalanced? Maybe to those who can't predict the ebb and flow of their own weapon. How long has it been since you've drawn blood? Six months. Six months since you've been able to practice your skill against "living" opponents.

They're both back on their feet, ready to pounce. You swing your blade towards them, with only Nonon blocking the first hit. She is sent skidding back a few feet, and you force her to do a back-flip to regain her balance, and avoid exposing herself.

The other woman wastes no time in going in for the kill. She approaches, blade pointing outward towards your throat. You swing your blade effortlessly back, reversing the previous swings flow, knocking the sword out of her hand. You then begin to twirl the mammoth sword in one hand, as if it was a pin; circling round and round like the hurried hands of a broken clock, wound to it's maximum extent.

[] Pick her up with your free hand.
[] Dull end of the blade. Avoid blood on the suit.

>>31732123
>pin
I meant pen.

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>>31732123
>You quickly deliver a powerful dick to her inner ankle
oh my

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>>31732123
>You quickly deliver a powerful dick to her inner ankle
Back of the knee, maybe?

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>>31732123
>You quickly deliver a powerful dick
That didn't take long.

>[] Pick her up with your free hand.

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>>31732123
>dick
ah, thank you auto-correct. Supposed to be kick.

>>31732177
Too late. Its dick now and it will remain so.

>>31732123
>[] Pick her up with your free hand.

>>31732123
>[] Pick her up with your free hand.

>>31732123
>[X] Pick her up with your free hand.

>>31732101
Well they were trying to stab us and we didn't have anything else to defend with.

>>31732123
>deliver a powerful dick

Just what Satsuki needed!

[x] Pick her up with your free hand.

>inb4 I fucked up and we stab her after picking her up when I just want questions answered

>>31732123
>[] Pick her up with your free hand.
and ward the damn pink bit off with the flat of the sword

>>31732201
>>31732202
>>31732205
>>31732231
>>31732169

>dick
How else would Kiryuins bond? Writing.

>>31732123

You're a bit more calm at this point, but still fairly livid. You pick up the blue eyed girl by her black hair and raise her to your eye level. Your eyes then focus in on the woman's, and you ask her one question, all joviality still voided from your voice: "Who are you?"

"You know who I am, you vile beast." The pink haired one, Nonon, then jumps towards you, dagger outstretched. You stop the swords spinning, and deliver a powerful blow with the broadside of your zweihander, straight to the side of the young girl's temple. She is out cold, laying perfectly still in front of you. The girl in your other hand begins to struggle, clawing at the hand that holds her by the hair. "LET GO OF ME, THIS INSTANT!"

Your anger returns, "You are NOT the one in charge here, I AM!" You bash her head through the partial remains of the executive table, breaking it even further into splinters. "WHY do you act without foresight? Without any planning? You obviously knew I was coming, as you brought weapons into an OFFICE BUILDING." You move you hand to her throat and begin to choke her. "And I can guarantee that you will not interfere any further." Even unable to breath, her eyes give you a look of defiance. Of an will that can endure anything thrown at it. Tears roll down her face, and it starts to gain a red hue.

Anger has washed over you, completely blanking out your mind. How dare this woman interrupt your plans? Does she have no manners? No sense of diplomacy? She didn't even try to talk to you. DAMNIT WHY IS SHE INTERFERING WITH OUR PLAN?

[] Come to your senses. Roll 1d10
[] Let the hate wash over you.

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>>31732389
[x] Come to your senses.

I just wanted a quiet meeting.

Rolled 4

>>31732389
>[] Come to your senses.

Rolled 5

>>31732389
[X] Come to your senses
You damn better

Rolled 7

>>31732389
>[X] Come to your senses
WASH AWAY THE ANGER

Rolled 1

>>31732389
[x] Come to your senses.
This has not been a good morning.

Rolled 10

>>31732389
>[X] Come to your senses.
Time to chill the fuck out.

>>31732460
Winrar. Writing.

>>31732389
Ahhh but that darkness has been our true mother all these years.

>>31732460
Kiryuin Hinode just wants a quiet life.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gmRBj3gEtQI

Rolled 2

>>31732389
>[] Come to your senses.

>[x] Come to your senses.

Rolled 4

>>31732490
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gmRBj3gEtQI
EVERYTHING'S COMING UP HINODE

>>31732389
Go ahead. Kill her. Kill her friend, kill Rei, kill the board, kill them all! What are they? They aren't Kiryuins, so do they really matter? Kill kill kill kill...

You stand there dazed, a blank expression overtaking your face as you realize and listen to the thoughts inside of your head. Is that all you can think about? No, you're better than that. Similar to mother, yes, but I'm above letting those outside influences be more than that: an influence. You can still remember the day the aura around her changed from one of white, to everything at once. You won't lose yourself like she did. Ah, oh well.

The anger quickly turns to regret as you realize what you've done. You loosen your grip and allow her to drop to her knees. You walk over to the window, and stare out towards the ocean for awhile, looking at the sun drifting above the oceans' waves. In and out, the water flows towards the beach. Breath in. Breath out. Let is wash away, like footprints in the sand.

You hear rustling behind you, and you pivot on point to see that the blue eyed woman is crawling towards the other side of the room. She is either crawling towards one of two things: her sword or her subordinate. Which do you think she is crawling towards?

[] Subordinate.
[] Sword.

>>31732632
[X] Subordinate.

>>31732632
[x] Subordinate.

I'd like to hope Satsuki cares enough about Nonon and is smart enough to realize that we don't want to kill her.

>>31732632
>[X] Subordinate
Nonon probably needs some mouth to mouth.

>>31732632
>[] Subordinate.

>>31732632
>[] Subordinate.

>>31732651
>>31732661
>>31732676
>>31732684
>>31732707

Writing.

>>31732632
You stab through the wooden office floor with your zweihander, and draw your saber. The woman, still struggling to breath, is crawling towards her fallen comrade, and the sword that she so callously tried to use to put you down. Like a beast. You can't help but hear truth in her words now, but you maintain your serious expression as you walk over to the injured woman.

She must have heard you coming, as she begins to crawl faster towards... her subordinate. She finally reaches the Nonon, and gently throws an arm around her, bring her into an embrace. Nonon opens her eyes, and tears up almost to the point of crying. "I'm so sorry, Lady Satsuki." Both don't seem to be in a position to move anymore. It looks like their energy has been expended fully, even finding it difficult to breath. Wait... You stop in your tracks and look at the two of them.

"It's alright Nonon. I'm sure Ryuuko will defeat that monster. I'm just sorry you had to suffer the Kiryuin burden as well... Of all of my... friends, I'll happily die next to you." They both smile to each other, seemingly ready for whatever may come.

[] Keep walking towards them.
[] What did she call her?

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>>31732876
>[] What did she call her?

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>>31732876
[x] What did she call her?

Hold up, what did you say your name was? I think we need to have a chat.

>>31732876
>[] What did she call her?

>>31732876
[X] What did she call her?

>>31732876
>[] What did she call her?

"What?"

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>>31732876
[X] What did she call her?

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>>31732951
>>31732953

Writing.

Remaining completely still, you point your saber towards the pink-haired one. She looks up at you with a mix of despair and pride. You ask her in a monotone voice: "What did you say?"

"That... I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being unable to protect my best friend, Satsuki." She stumbles out, somewhat surprised at your sudden change of face.

Your face goes completely blank. The hand you're wielding your saber with begins to lose feeling. Your knees go weak, and you collapse onto them, and you stare at the woman before you. Black hair, strong blue eyes, and... that smile. The smile she gave Nonon.

"Satsuki... Kiryuin?" you mutter, stumbling over your own words.

The woman looks at you, and responds in a defeated, but somehow haughty voice: "Yes, Lady Satsuki Kiryuin, head of the Kiryuin household."

You get back up, and calmly walk over to her, shambling the whole way. You quickly turn your saber long-side, and present her the hilt. Again, you collapse to your knees, avoiding eye contact by staring into the marred floor. Shock, awe, and sadness all overtake you at once. You can only mutter out a single phrase.

"Satsuki, forgive me. Do what you think is best."

You feel the weight of your saber leave your hand. Your sister, she is alive! All of your pain, suffering, and waiting haven't been for naught. She is here, not just in your mind. You begin to smile, knowing that all you've done and sacrificed, the one you've done it for, is still among the living.

And then a sharp pain hits under your shoulder. You look down, and see your saber sticking out of your chest. You look back a bit, and see the other end stick out through your shoulder blade. You look back into her, no, your sisters' eyes, and see... malice. Hatred. Vehemence.

"Why, Satsuki?"

She only guides the blade deeper into your chest cavity, before pulling the blade back out. "I have no brother." She says, and you can almost feel the chill of her words hit your face.

She then looks at you expectantly...

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>>31733257
S-satsuki, why?

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>>31733257
"I will know this pain as victory."

>>31733292
We slapped her on the leg with our dick out of nowhere. She didnt like it very much.

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>>31733343
And for a brief moment, we had her genuinely believing that she and Nonon would die. I guess you're right.

>>31733343
http://youtu.be/8Y3TU6T0n34?t=5m14s

>>31733343
To be fair, what kind of Kiryuin would we be if we didn't molest our relatives.

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>>31733257
>She then looks at you expectantly...
AHAHA, OH BOY
HERE WE GO.
She's gonna be so fucking surprised.
Or we, the readers, are going to be. Either one.

>>31733257
You fall on your back, in pain. More pain than you've felt in many years; emotional and physical. You see Satsuki rise to her feet, supported partially by Nonon.

"Why, sister..." you mutter, coughing up a little blood as you do so. Your look is one of confusion, like a puppy punished for something that it didn't do.

The pink haired one begins to look worried, "Shouldn't he..."

Satsuki cuts her off, and simply replies, "Don't fall for her trap."

Your breathing becomes labored, and you stare at your sisters face. You can't die seeing her frowning. You give her a smile, and say as softly as you can manage, "At least I could see one of my sister's before I die." You reach up to her meekly, and imagine stroking her hair, just as you did when you were children. "Just remember what I taught you sister. Hold your resolve, and you won't need anyone to hold you."

Satuki's expression goes from cold to worried. Her eyebrows unfurl. You see her mouth the words, "No. It can't be."

She suddenly seems worried, "You should have regenerated by now. Why aren't you regenerating? I don't have a brother..."

You begin to fade in and out of consciousness. People fade in and out before you, first a blue haired man with glasses, drawing some of your blood; a large blonde haired man running you through the building; you could swear that you saw your assistant and Satsuki trading blows, yelling that this is the other's fault.

And then a hospital room, with two blue eyed woman sitting next to your bed. Waiting for you? You hope so. It would be nice to have someone care about you.

Are we sure we aren't Ragyo?
I mean, we ARE a lot like her in many ways, hell we even share the same secretary.
Maybe we are actually Ragyo that got brainwashed.

>>31733473
Can we try to touch her face?
Just to see if we are not dead

>>31733473
where is she

And.. that's it for this thread!

Archive here:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/31729914/

Pastebin here:
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Talk, ask questions, speculate. I'm around.

>>31733600
Well, that was entirely in character for Satsuki

>>31730292
What job does she do at the company then? Rusing and trapmaking are not prime skills for fashion design.

>>31733600
Thanks for the game
Is our character jack of all trades with weapons or he just masters rapier and that big sword

>>31733631
Corporate espionage? To make traps you must be able to dismantle traps

>>31733656
Jack of all trades with weapons. Any weapon. Last thread, I mentioned MC talking about the synchronicities of Molotov's.

Also, this isn't the last thread. Just the last one for today. I might do another tomorrow, and if not it will be next week.

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>>31733473
>Rei losing her shit over us being needlessly injured like this

Oh Hououmaru, it's like you care/

>>31733697
Rei's relationship with the MC is complicated, to say the least. She is playing a larger role in this CYOA than in the show, since we are her boss now.

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>>31733730
I could make lewd comments about her but I will.

I bet she wears the shorts because she wants us to notice her. I mean it's not like Ragyo only gave her one set of clothes. R-right? That would be lewd.

I guess I'll be getting started soon-ish.

>>31733778
So you are saying love triangle shenanigans with Rei and Maiko?

>>31733853
Where would Maiko even come into play here?

Hey. I know you're from /a/ and you might not know common /tg/ etiquette, but next time add Quest in the subject title so people can filter it.

>>31733920
I assume its because protag, Rei and Maiko works at the same place.

>>31733954
Swore I put it there. Sorry fa/tg/uy.

>>31733973
Wait, Maiko works for REVOCS? How'd she find work after being kicked out of Honnoji?

>>31733954
Why won't you filter CYOA as well?

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>>31733954
>common /tg/ etiquette
>not people giving in to loud whiners that can't grasp the 'hide thread' function

>>31734036
To be fair, hiding threads manually is way more of a hussle than just filtering them through keywords

>>31734007
No idea. All known is that OP mentioned something about red eyes in the beginning of the thread

>>31734036
It helps prevent trolls.

>>31734067
I think it was a choice of our assistant.
We could have gotten Maiko but we took Rei instead.

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>>31729793
This is what a /tg/ CYOA thread is traditionally. Not really my thing, but I can understand that some people might want to see CYOA but not Quests.

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>>31734069
If someone wants to troll a thread nothing's gonna stop 'em short of an internet outage.
>>31734063
And then it's just enabling laziness.

>>31734101
Probably yeah.
However, until OP states otherwise we can perhaps assume she just works in a lower position than Rei, as a intern or coffeecarrier or something.

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>>31730292
The word "could" is what gives me that impression.

>>31734036
I could manually hide two dozen threads a day, or I could set up a filter once and never have to worry about it again.

Also, I use my filter with the top:yes and highlight rule so that Quest are moved to the top of the catalogue. "Quest" in the title makes it much easier for me to FIND quests.

>>31734154
>And then it's just enabling laziness.
What kind of stupid shit-brained argument is this.

Do you refuse to use a microwave? Do you send letters instead of emails? Do you walk instead of drive?

What the fuck is wrong with you.