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It’s quite strange how some organization, generalized as basically being Super Cops was able to move right into Azami’s neighborhood without even her knowing. There’s a lot of interesting things about what Junko has just told you. Black Cloud Corporation. Prototype anti-personnel weaponry. Taro being taken in as an apprentice to such an organization. Secret HQ? It’s enough to get you to want to just charge into the business district where she said they were, and raise some hell to check that shit out… but…

“Hey! Hey Boss! Le’s check this out! I can even show you the way!” Azami clenches her fists together as she stares over at you with sparkling eyes filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness. It makes sense, considering such a seemingly mysterious event happened just in her backyard.

“Nah. Le’s leave it be fer now.” You sigh and shake your head free of the same feeling that had been building up in yourself. While a decent part of you would like to partake in such tomfoolery as fucking around with some super cops for the fuck of it, and to find some shit out, that would contradict everything that you had set out to do when you woke up this morning. “It ain’t no good to go messin’ round wit cops.”

“S-Senpai?” Junko’s hand goes to cover a gasping mouth and her eyes widen in response. She blinks rapidly several times, clearing away some sort of fog brought about by your sudden change in disposition. That’s right. You haven’t told anybody about your idea of mending your ways. “I-I’m glad you’re not going to go looking for trouble like that, but you’ve never been one to back down from getting in trouble.”

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“No, I think the Boss could be right…” Azami lowers her head some and drops her hands to her sides. The energy that was once there now seemingly gone. “I didn’t think about it, but messing with cops could end up badly if we don’t know what we’re doing…”

“Yeah, dat too. I also just dun feel like wastin’ the day in dat part of town. Shit, between gettin’ tackled outta window, and smackin’ some bitch-ass punks ‘round I thin’ I’s due fer some fun.” You roll your shoulder around and pop it to emphasise your point. Your body is durable and tough, but none of your endurance makes you invincible or invulnerable to wearing down. “If’n you’se still interested in it you can investigate however the fuck you want Azzy, considerin’ you’se live nearby and all.”

“Yeah…” Silver places a hand to her chin and thinks for a moment before smiling. “I suppose even Senpai would want to rest a bit after today, huh?”

“I-if you’re s-suggestion I do some -work- for you, does this mean I’m in?! If I investigate for you, does that mean I can be your underling?! And, and that you’ll finally be my Boss?!” Azami perks right back up again and smiles widely at such a prospect. She stares up at you with that hopeful glimmer in her eyes once more.

“Oh! I can do some too, Senpai! I still want to help you, too!” Turning to Junko, you can see her doing much the same.

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Well, damn… it -would- be nice if you could glean some information about this shit without having to dedicate a some, or possible a WHOLE day to it… but an ‘underling’? You, Souichi, Kamiko, and Hiru are more of a squad who fucks around on equal terms… while -you- might be seen as a ringleader towards your crew’s shenanigans by instigating most of what goes on around you, all of you have been more or less equals… but this girl is adamantly requesting to be -under- you guys?

Junko is giving you this look now too… dammit! It seems like Junko’s urge to apprentice/work under you has flared up again as well… There’s a bit of a troubling feeling when it comes to Junko, especially considering the event with Taro this afternoon.

>Sure. Fuck it. I don’t care, just do whatever ya can...
>If ya want me as yer Boss, you’se gotta do somethin’ fer me/us to prove yer serious, first. (Suggest)
>Whatever. I don’t do minions, but I don’t mind if you hang ‘round fer a while.
>Dodge the question a while longer.
>Other [Suggestion]?

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>>43332483
Can't drag them down, but we also can't shatter their spirit

>>43332483
>Sure. Fuck it. I don’t care, just do whatever ya can...

>>43332573
>Whatever. I don’t do minions, but I don’t mind if you hang ‘round fer a while.

Forgot my vote

>>43332483
>>Whatever. I don’t do minions, but I don’t mind if you hang ‘round fer a while.

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>Writing

Captcha... I'm pretty sure sushi isn't a type of candy. Colorful, but not candy.

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“Tsk… Whatever.” You frown deeply at the pair and their utter persistence on this matter. You’d probably not even be dealing with all this headache if you’d not gone to the cafeteria during lunch or to the rooftop for a smoke. Then again, if you hadn’t Junko would probably be pretty injured if not worse, and Azami would still be rolling with that wannabe Pompadour, and doing his dirty work for him. All in all, this is the better alternative even if it means dealing with all this bullshit. “I dun do minions, or underlings, or any of that shit, but I dun mind if you’se wanna hang ‘round fer a while.”

“R-really, Senpai?” Junko lurches forward and fastens herself tightly to your right arm. She embraces you with all her miniscule might, and it feels good. It’s nice to receive so much affection sometimes… “Thank you! I’ve been wanting to ask you that for a while, but never knew how! I won’t dissapoint you!”

“Boss! Even if you won’t accept me as your underling, you’ll always be the Boss to me!” Azami mimicks Junko’s action and straps herself to your left arm. This must seem -very- illicit to some, if not most, of your fellow peers. This thought is strengthened as you turn slightly to glance upon the glare of a few of the class’s lingering boys from the corner of their eyes, as well as a couple of the girls, otherwise the majority of the stares you receive are of disgust. They probably think you’re going to do “this” or “that” to the both of them like some skeevy piece of scum… “I won’t letchu down! I’ll make sure to serve all of yer needs!”

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“For fuck’s sake. Quit callin’ me ‘Boss’. I ain’chur Boss.” You sigh sharply as you begin to try and pull yourself free of the two girls draped all over your arms. Geeze, how many guys would -ever- do something like that? Then again, other guys ain’t in -your- situation. “But, yeah. You’se two can kick it with us whenever ya like, but dun get the wrong idea. I’se not pullin’ ya down wit us as simple as dat.”

“I get it Senpai! You, Kamiko-senpai, Sukimaru-senpai, and Souichi-kun have your own thing going.” Junko smiles up at you and releases you from her entire grip, but as she pulls away you can feel her fingers slide down your arm and into your fingers for a brief moment before fully disengaging. “I won’t ruin what you guys have going, but if at all possible… I’d like to keep staying with you, senpai.”

“Yeah! Yeah! I gots it, too! You has your crew, and we’re just some newbies. Loyalty has to be earned, right Chitose-senpai?” Azami too lets you go and takes a step back; she -doesn't- grab you hands, however. “You’ll see! I’ll win you over!”

“Right, right. At least you girls at least -kinda- get it, but that’s what matters I ‘spose.” You reach up and scratch you head. All this has been quite difficult to deal with, and makes for one strange day. It isn’t even over yet. As you ponder how you’ll deal with two extra tails you feel the sensation of arms reaching around your neck from in front of you.

Looking down you can see that it’s Junko, and she’s got a -very- gentle, almost serene, smile on her face. It feels like it lasts a long while, but in reality it’s only a few moments as she steps down from her tippy-toes and you can feel a familiar weight being placed upon your back and shoulders.

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“Here you go, Senpai.” She pulls the cloth even further forward, and you can clearly see that it’s your jacket. You didn’t even see her remove it, but you suppose due to how big it was on her she could simply slip out of it with ease; almost as much ease as she exhibits in fastening the familiarly modified clasp you had put onto it, so it might also serve as a cape and free your arms. While it took some time after you had first got it to do and undo it in order to put on and take it off, Junko is able to clasp it with practised ease with little to no effort on her part. “While I might -want- to keep it a while longer, I know this is yours. Sorry for wearing it without permission.”

“Ah… No problem. It’s not like I was usin’ it anyways.” After she finishes fastening it it, you roll your shoulders again to get a feel for it and find it -much- more comfortable and freeing than how it feels to wear it normally. “Thanks fer holdin’ onto it fer me.”

“No problem, Senpai.” Junko’s cheeks flush slightly at the sign of your gratitude.

“Ah, yeah. Here’s this too.” Azami produces your tie from being tucked into the waist of her skirt. It was apparently tucked more near the back, where her jacket hid it from view. “Though, with the day bein’ out, I ‘spose you don’t need it much more today anyways. Hehe.”

After taking back the tie and then tucking it safely away in your jacket’s breast pocket, you take a moment to look over at the clock for the time.

“Senpai? Do you have plans for tonite?” Junko asks curiously from your shifted gaze. “We aren’t keeping you, are we?”

>I was just gonna fuck around a bit more. I think Imma get outta here, though.
>I’s just gonna check on Fangy and Leech.
>I -was- thinkin’ bout checkin in with Prez or Rep ‘bout what went down today; see if’n I’s in -big- trouble.
>Other/Seek other [Suggestion]?

>Optional: Wanna come wit me?

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>>43333725
>I’s just gonna check on Fangy and Leech
Bros time

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Looking like it's gonna be a slow day.
>Writing

>>43334193
It happens. Just don't lose your spirit during slow times.

>>43334193
If it helps backing>>43333805


Was at work

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>>43334240
Indeed. No spirit lost here, also on a slow burner myself at the moment.

Still gonna get through this, one way or another.

>Writing still
This is another one of those days that are working against me, so no matter.

Thank yall fer stickin' through even my slower-slow posting like this.

In return, more Delinkittens.

>>43335189
Thanks for keepin goin boss

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>>43334302
>>43335263
Also, no problem. Keep doin' whachu doin',

Thanks for checking in, however.

Don't wanna get caught by sensei.

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“Eh, I’s just gonna check in wit Fangy and Leech.” You return your attention to the girls at your side. “Nothin’ major. I’s just din’t get ta fill ‘em in on the shit that went down today. That’s all.”

Yeah. Again, Hiru was showing interest in what went down today, and he even went so far as to supply you with your favorite brand of smokes. Hell, you haven’t had a ‘good’ smoke since lunch when you headed off on your garden rendezvous with Masumi. Not to mention you haven’t seen Souichi since he lost consciousness; texted him, but not seen.

“Oh! I suppose everybody -did- have to leave for class before you woke up… NiiSaN made sure of that…” Junko tenses up and her gaze hardens as she seems to remember something bitter. Shit. She -still- isn’t over it, at least it seems that way before she releases all the tension with a sigh. Crisis averted. “Well, I suppose it’s alright. At least Azami-chan here was able to tell me what happened.”

“Yeah, of course! Anytime, Junko.” Azami puffs her chest out with pride for her helpfulness in the situation to her newfound friend. “Who knew that I’s in the same class as one of Bos-Chitose-senpai’s girls? I’ve never really scoped out our class before I noticed Junko sittin’ here after ya told me to get on back here.”

“Anyways, I better go’n find ‘em ‘afore they head out.” You adjust your jacket so it sits comfortably on your shoulders, not that Junko did a bad job putting it into place. “I’ll catch ya at work tonite, Silver. Azzy, I’s ‘spose I’ll catch ya whenever.”

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“Yeah, sure thing Senpai!” Junko chirps with a smile. She begins to head back over to her desk, her steps much lighter than they were when you arrived. Your being okay seems to have lifted her spirits quite a bit, perhaps nas well with the entire idea of being able to ‘permissibly’ hang with you. You’re not quite sure why, considering none of your other friends felt the need to ask to do so. Hell, most of them swarm around you whenever you don’t feel like it anyways… well, at the very least you might be able to spend more time with her.

“Yeah, I’ll get ahold of you as soon as I can, Chitose-senpai! I’s gotcher back now!” Azami punches the air a couple times for effect. She smirks afterwards, and puts her hands on her hips in a show of pride. “I’ll also check out that place tonite. I’ll check in with ya tomorrow.”

She too heads off to her desk, apparently right next to Junko’s in the back corner by the window. With a small wave you turn around, and head out. It’s good to see your kohai in such good spirits, and especially nice to have calmed Junko’s rage a bit. Azami is still kinda an oddity as far as things go. Perhaps the oddest thing being that she’s only recently tried to join up with somebody’s crew… perhaps she’s only -now- turning to delinquency? Or perhaps you just missed her before. Who knows.

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Glancing at your cellphone you see that you’ve got a text from Hiru, simply stating he’s gonna chill on the roof for a bit if you wanted to come and catch him there. He’s still apparently there, as is made apparent when you finally get there and open the doors. He’s sitting on a ledge and smoking beside Souichi who’s reading a magazine. They seem to be just shooting the breeze as you stroll in and light a [Premium] smoke up.

Ahhhh. The delightful taste of perfection.

It’s the first -real- time you’ve been able to calm your jets after what’s happened, as the cheap shit didn’t seem to do anything for you. Speaking of which, you get that shit out of your pocket and discard it to the side.

The duo of bros notice your approach and they smile and wave in your presence. The gang is (mostly) all here.

“Yo~. Lion-guy, how’s it goin’? Yer late, arncha?” Hiru speaks up with a lazy tip of his lit cigarette in your direction. Once his greeting is finished he leans backwards and rests his back on the safety fencing at the edge of surrounding lege of the roof. “I’s almost considering that perhaps we should maybe head out or something, and meet ya at Crimson Scythe’s place.”

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“No you weren’t Hiru, you were considering taking a nap!” Souichi laughs as he nudges Hiru slightly, but apparently more than enough to make the non-resistant upperclassman fall to his side in response. Souichi’s laughter soon stops when Hiru falls, and his jovial expression is replaced with one of panic as he tries to catch him but to no avail. “Shit, dude! People don’t just fall over like that.”

“Big talk for a lil’ pup, Dog-guy.” Hiru’s usually calm expression is soured slightly as he furrows his brows. From his sideways laying position he kicks out with one of his legs and gets Souichi right in the side, actually flooring him as well. “I changed my mind on that. Keep up.”

“B-but you never s-said anything!” Souichi tries to argue whilst clutching his ribs, raising to his knees. Yup. The same old antics from the same old gang. “B-but Chitose-sama, what kept you? You’re usually up here right after the bell on days you don’t skip.”

>Just fuckin’ round. Nothing big.
>Was talking to Silver and another Kohai.
>Talkin’ to my underlings.
>Whatever. Just because I -usually- do, doesn’t mean I -always- do.
>Other[Suggestion]?

>[4/4]

>>43336323
>Was talking to Silver and another Kohai.
They's were holding onto my jacket and tie.

>>43336323
>Was talking to Silver and another Kohai.

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>Writing

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“Oh, I’s just talkin’ to Silver and another kohai.” You answer truthfully and without hesitation; straight and narrow as per the usual. Casually strolling closer you take a seat of your own upon a ledge nearby the other two’s. They’re sitting near one of the corners, so of course apart from their own it conforms to the edges of the roof, giving you the ability to look (more or less) straight across at them. “Silver was pretty worried ‘bout me, from what I heard. Thought it good to check in wit her, especially since it -was- her brother what got me -through- the window in the first place.”

“Talkin’? Or puttin’ those yankii moves on ‘em? Eh?” Hiru smiles in an obscene manner as he rights himself with a hazy exhale of smoke. He laughs slyly as he brings his cigarette back up to his mouth for another drag. “Shit, th’way Jun-chwan was cryin’, I wouldn’t be so surprised if she put out fer ya right then and there in the classroom. Did’ja make some <sweet, sweet, yankii love?>”

“C’mon Hiru, you know Chitose-sama ain’t like that.” Souichi nudges his elbow towards Hiru, but misses as Hiru leans to the side to avoid it. He gives Souichi that same, creepy smile and laughs in defiance towards his kohai’s scolding. “Apart from that, you know Junko-chan too! She isn’t like that -either!- Not -everybody- is so foul-minded as you.”

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“What about that sarashi-chick? Azami, was it? Did -she- put the moves on ya, or vice versa?” Hiru turns back to you with raised brows, and a smirk that shows how full of shit he is. While you’ve known Hiru to be a pretty loyal bro, you know he’s as sex-crazed as they come. “She stayed behind with ya and Kamiko, didn’t she? With so many curves, even takin’ a spill like that you -had- to have gotten some of that fine ass, didn’cha?”

“No. Silver ain’t that kinda chick, neither is Azzy, or so I can see. You know I’s not a walkin’ dick like yerself.” You exhale a plume of smoke directly at Hiru, though the wind picks up slightly and it doesn’t connect with him at all. “Shit man. I’s wanted t’update ya on what went down, not some sorta play-by-play fer whatever sex-antics you t’ink I’s involved in.”

“See? No matter how hard you press Chitose-sama, he’s never gonna give ya a different kinda answer. He’s not sleezy like that.” Souichi puffs out his chest in pride as he praises you. He smirks directly at Hiru who seems like he’s more or less ignoring him.

“Kamiko, though. I wouldn’t think it so far from the truth that she used yer condition against ya, or somthing. Eh? Ehh~?!” Hiru flings himself over to your ledge, and takes a spot -way- too close to you, and nudges your side with a reddening expression. “Didja wake up with mini-megamilk mounted on top of ya?”

“That’s beside the point. Nothin’ more happened, despite Bunhead’s teasing, Azzy’s bad choices at words, and Easy-Lay-Bitch’s advances.” You extend and arm and easily push Hiru an arm’s length away from you. While Hiru is also quite solidly build, you’ve known him to be easygoing enough that he -never- puts up a resistance. Like it’s too much effort, or somthing. “No you’se gonna let me talk or you gonn-”

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“EASY.LAY.BITCH?! Shiiiiiiiiiit dude, you -DID- get some fuckin’ today! Lucky bastard!” Hiru laughs enough that he has to remove his smoke from his mouth to continue. “Shit, if she’s so Easy, you gotta introduce me to her. I’d ask a name, but I know’s you dun got it.”

“I think he’s talkin’ ‘bout the nurse’s assistant.” Souichi chimes in, pulling out his phone; most likely to reference the texts you’d sent him earlier. He lifts it up enough that the text you’d sent him earlier is visible enough for Hiru to read from where he sits. “He called her a succubus.”

>[Well… Keep an eye on her. She tried to jump me soon as I gotcha there. Careful Fangy! She aint just LOOK like a slut. She a suckibuz or sum shit.]

“Being a delinquent is no excuse for shit-texts like this, y’know. I can’t even get hard to the thought that she’d jump me for goin’ in there due to how -bad- this is.” This is the most expressive you’ve seen Hiru all day today. Figures, considering the fact while he’s a delinquent and enjoys hanging out with your yankii-ass, Huri is actually a genius and is more or less going through highschool as a formality. Of -course- your horrible texting gets on his nerves… which is why you don’t reply to him anymore. A phone call is better than his bitching. “I can understand slang, but you’re missing punctuation here and there, and your spelling is atrocious. How did you even -pass- Onimaru’s entrance exam? Fluke? Shit. I may never get a boner -ever- again from a succubus.”

“Like I care how and when you getcher jollies off. It ain’t change the truth that Yori is a fuckin’ bitch-slut.” You glower in response to Hiru’s pickiness. It takes a few deep drags of your cigarette to calm your nerves… but in that time it becomes apparent that Souichi and Hiru aren’t talking anymore. In fact, they’re frozen with expressions of pure shock upon their faces.

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They remain silent and stare at you with the widest eyes imaginable from the pair. Souichi even goes as far as to remove his sunglasses for a moment.

“Th’fuck you guys starin’ at me like that for. Piss off.” You give them a good solid raise of your middle fingers, one for each as you lean deeply back into the fencing behind you.

“Chitose-sama! You said her name!”

“Lion-guy! You did!

“What does it -mean?!-”

“<Double Rainbow?!> Are you -really our- Lion-guy?”

There’s your other friends…

And then there’s these assholes…

Overreacting like this almost pisses you off and makes you want to beat them up. You probably would if they didn’t have reason to be surprised… Hell. Even -you- are kinda surprised. Yori’s name just seems to stick with you for some reason… just like all your other close friends.

>Piss off, seriously.
>Yeah, I said her name. What of it? You pickin’ a fight?
>Yeah. Her name is familiar… somehow…
>No. You’re imagining shit.
>Maybe? Shit. I dunno. It’s succubus magic or someshit.
>Other [Suggestion]?

>[4/4]

>>43337961
>Maybe? Shit. I dunno. It’s succubus magic or someshit.

>>43337961
>>Piss off, seriously.
>Yeah. Her name is familiar… somehow…
Fuck it she said she knew me buts I can'ts place her. You know me and names. freaking frutratin.

>>43337961
>>Yeah. Her name is familiar… somehow…

>>43337961
>>Yeah. Her name is familiar… somehow…

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>Writing

>freaking frutratin.
I read this as: Freaking Fruit Train.
Had too much fun with it. Gonna need coffee for this next post, but it's a-comin'.

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You ensure to keep up your middle fingers, displaying them quite prominently for both of your friends to see them as clearly as possible. It is nigh impossible to flip the bird any harder than you are right now, as you are doing it as hard as you can.

Sadly, this doesn’t get you guys anywhere. With a sigh, you finally lower your hands and take a drag off your smoke before you continue.

“Yeah. Her name is familiar… somehow…” Your brows furrow admitting that out loud. It felt almost like a sense of deja vu, but it wasn’t that you were reliving a similar moment… a memory fogged over somehow. You can remember a lot of the people you’ve met, but Yori Wakahisa is a name that is still just as strong as anyone else's; even Kabari Kino, the Pink Ranger.

“Familiar ‘somehow’ don’t cut it loverboy. Give me the details~! Didja hit that?” Hiru slides in -very- close again, but rather than nudging you he wraps his arm over your shoulder and brings you in close. He’s still giving you that sleazy smile he was when he was hounding you about the other girls. “You know her name, right? So if ya just met her today, you -had- to had hit that fine ass. Shit, dude. I took a peek into the room earlier, and I’ve gotta say that she -was- on my list of chick’s Imma seduce. She’s in the top then of the school, right off the bat!”

“I’m not so sure about ‘top-ten’, but I don’t think Chitose-sama would have gone and done that if she’s only been at the school for today.” Souichi furrows his brow and relaxes slightly from the earlier tension. “Wakahisa-san’s only -just- come back to Japan, for what’s been a few years now?”

“Th’fuck do ya know that from?” You attempt to push Hiru back again, but this time he’s putting up a struggle as he whispers lewd thoughts into your ear about Yori. Apparently he’s been lusting for her since you’ve been knocked out. “She talk to ya or somethin’ when you was recoverin’?”


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“I bet she -helped- him recover all right. With them legs that go on for miles, an ass that just won’t quit, luscious red lips that are perf-Uuff!” You finally give in and use your full strength to get him both off of you and to shut up for a bit. “I bet she wears some kinky shit too. Man, if only Lion-guy here didn’t have such amazing hormonal powers. Shit. The good shit is wasted on the unworthy.”

Ummm… yeah. Well, ignoring Hiru for a moment, she said she was doing some work overseas. All over the place, in fact. Though, the whole time she was still doing Onimaru’s homework and taking their classes.” Souichi finally leans back again. “Apparently, she’s taking a break or something and had decided to come to the physical school for a while. Said she was last here a few -years- ago… do you think you -really- know her?”

“Well, shit Fangy, I wouldn’t lie ‘bout stupid shit like that. I’s know her name. Yori Wakahisa, the-” You try to talk but are shoved down mid sentence by Hiru who’s eyes are wide in shock and his mouth wide open. He’s standing up straight and looking over at Souichi in disbelief.

“Yori WAKAHISA?! Seriously?! Fuuuuuck, I knew she was familiar!” Hiru drops his current, nearly done cigarette and replaces it immediately with a fresh one. “I… I got to go. I need to prepare…”

>Wait! Prepare for what?! Th’fuck is you on about?
>Fuck it… let the sleazy fuck go. You’ll probably run into him later.
>Wah? Th’fuck? Fangy, you know th’fuck his deal is?

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>>43339554
>>Wait! Prepare for what?! Th’fuck is you on about?
>Wah? Th’fuck? Fangy, you know th’fuck his deal is?

>>43339554
>Wah? Th’fuck? Fangy, you know th’fuck his deal is?

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Alright! Pack it up boys! We're done here!

T'was a slow-paced thread, but we held shit together once again! Delinquency prevails!

Anyways, we've come upon the questions and answers portion of the thread.

I dunno how long I'll be able to stick around to answer fer you guys, but Imma place this here right now; also next run will be on Friday.

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Okidoki then, let's get on with it!
Also, I will be staging more fights for you'se guys in the future.
We'll see how things will turn out, but volume is being cranked to 11 on this.

After all, you've come here for yankii, yankii yo will get. <ROCK AND ROLL!>

>>43339554
>Wah? Th’fuck? Fangy, you know th’fuck his deal is?
>Wash yo hands afterwards, y'perverted sicko.

>>43339554
>>Wait! Prepare for what?! Th’fuck is you on about?
>>Fuck it… let the sleazy fuck go. You’ll probably run into him later.