#now Fushimi is on a mission

[itsuki-minamy]

"K - RETURN OF KINGS" (Novel)

EPILOGUE: THREE PEOPLE

* List of Chapters

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: Ridia

Looking back, the incident that turned all humans into supernatural beings was nothing more than a fleeting dream. Although the disaster affected not only Japan but also other countries, human damage was kept to a minimum thanks to the measures taken by "Tokijikuin". Because it was all over in just a few hours, many people didn't notice anything until it was all over.

The world is still in uproar. The media is strongly demanding an investigation into truth and accountability. Now that the existence of supernatural powers has become public knowledge, it is only a matter of time before the fact that the government has covered it up for more than 70 years after the war comes to light.

However, we will have to wait longer for that to happen.

For supernatural beings, normal life was returning. Every day was like any other: wake up, eat, shower, go to work.

However, the frequency of "work" has increased slightly.

Munakata was waiting for Fushimi when he returned to his base.

He probably didn't go to the front door to greet him. By chance they met. Still, he seemed to understand Fushimi's mission, he turned on his heel and spoke.

"Please, inform me."

Fushimi began to follow him, his lips curled.

"...After receiving a report that a Strain and "Homura" were fighting in Shizume, three members of the Special Forces rushed to the scene. They safely secured the two Strain who had already begun to escape and recently returned to base."

"Hm."

Munakata took a deep breath and shook his head.

"Although 10 days have passed since the destruction of the "Slate", it seems that people's supernatural powers have not completely disappeared. Even when the power of Hisui Nagare, who was connected to the "Slate", and Isana Yashiro, who caused the burst of royal power, quickly disappeared..."

"It is true that it is gradually weakening."

"Yes. Actually, the "Sword of Damocles" has disappeared and the "King" can no longer deploy the Sanctum. However, in that incident, people around the world have temporarily acquired supernatural abilities. Most of them have lost their power, but I'm sure there are still plenty of them. Especially here in Tokyo, where the "Slate" was located."

Fushimi grumbled in a displeased tone.

''Will our work continue for the moment?''

"It still seems so."

Fushimi stared at Munakata's back as he responded.

Not yet. This means that there will come a time when the meaning of Scepter 4's existence will be questioned.

Munakata is losing his power as ''King''. For him, the "Sword of Damocles" was falling apart, so that could be considered a blessing in disguise.

However, at the same time, it was a problem that would affect the survival of the clan known as ''Scepter 4''. Does it still make any sense to serve the "King" who has lost his power? When all supernatural beings, including themselves, lose their supernatural abilities due to the disappearance of the "Slate", is there really any point in keeping "Scepter 4"?

Fushimi is not the only one who has that doubt. He's sure many members of the clan and Special Forces think the same, even if they don't say it out loud.

However, Munakata did not respond to his subordinate's questions.

Does he still not have an answer or does he believe that every person has no choice but to find an answer to that question?

When he thought about that, his PDA sounded.

"Excuse me."

Fushimi reflexively took the PDA and pressed the call button.

It was a failure. What came out of the telephone port was a vulgar and loud voice.

"You bastard, stupid monkey! Why are you stealing from us? That Strain was "Homura's" prey..."

Fushimi hung up the call without saying a word.

Munakata stood still. His face finally turned towards him. Seeing the slight smile on his lips, Fushimi looked away and said again.

"My apologies."

Munakata said jokingly.

"Didn't you say that the Stain had been captured without "incident"?"

"Yes, it's just the extras throwing a tantrum."

Fushimi responded without hesitation, and Munakata simply laughed and looked forward.

Awashima was approaching from the other side of the hallway. When she stopped in front of Munakata and saluted, she said in a crisp tone...

"Captain. The Prime Minister has requested a meeting. He would like to discuss measures to counter the Strains abroad. Do you accept the request?"

"Okay. Let's go right away."

Nodding, Munakata quickened his pace with Awashima in tow.

Fushimi stopped and stared at his back. From now on, it's not his territory. He couldn't do politics or negotiate because he was tired.

Fushimi thought as he watched Munakata walk away into the distance.

Maybe Munakata has all the answers. What will happen to the world in which supernatural powers have been revealed? How will the clan that has lost its supernatural powers change from now on? Anticipate and then react. Because that's Reisi Munakata.

And Fushimi too.

The PDA called again. This time, he made sure to check the person before answering. Akiyama's calm voice sounded.

"Fushimi-san, I have another report. There was a robbery at the Takeido Ekimae bank. I think it was due to a Strain."

Fushimi snorted and responded.

"Here Fushimi, I understand. I'll be on my way immediately. Please prepare a transport vehicle."

Then, he too began to walk quickly.

Fushimi is also nothing more than Fushimi Saruhiko. Being a supernatural being is just one of the factors of him. Even if he loses his supernatural powers or the world changes, Fushimi will be Fushimi.

Therefore, what he has to do remains the same.

He will just do his job.

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Kusanagi finished polishing the glass.

He placed a glass in front of him and two glasses on the other side of the counter, in front of the stool. After placing them carefully, Kusanagi turned on the lamp.

It was left by someone who frequented that store a long time ago. He was a troublesome guy who engaged in various hobbies, but he left the things he collected for those purposes in the store. The reason Kusanagi knows how to use a lamp is because that person forced him to learn.

The glasses gave off a mysterious glow due to the flickering flames on the counter.

Looking at that with half-closed eyes, Kusanagi opened the bottle and poured the amber liquid into the glass.

A voice echoed in the silent bar.

"Wow, it smells good."

Totsuka was sitting on a stool, looking innocently at the glass with his usual kind expression on his face.

Next to him, Suoh lifted his glass and brought it to his mouth.

"...Not bad."

Totsuka held the glass with both hands, but didn't drink it, just enjoyed the aroma. He asked, looking at Kusanagi with a big smile.

"But is it okay, Kusanagi-san? This is an important bottle, right?"

"...Well, once in a while, why not?"

Yes. Sometimes something like that would be nice.

Suoh snorted. He put a cigarette in his mouth and tried to light it, but the lighter didn't light. Kusanagi shrugged, lit the Zippo, and handed it to him. Suoh looked at Kusanagi and then held the tip of his cigarette to the light of the Zippo.

The tip of the cigarette burned red hot and the exhaled white smoke floated in the light of the lamp.

Totsuka rested his chin on the counter and looked at him amused.

Kusanagi also slowly raised his glass, squinting behind his sunglasses. At this moment, the door of the bar opened with the loud sound of the doorbell.

"Damn...! They just stole my prey!"

"Yata-san! There will be another chance! Next time, let's make the guys in blue scream!"

Yata, Kamamoto and the rest of "Homura" entered the bar while chatting loudly among themselves.

Kusanagi blinked as if he had just woken up and looked at them. As they talked among themselves, they began to take positions at the desired locations.

There was no one sitting on the stool across the counter from Kusanagi.

Still holding the glass, Kusanagi stared at the empty stool.

"Izumo."

Kusanagi looked towards where that voice came from.

Anna was there. She was sitting on a stool, silently looking at the glass that was still there.

Her crimson eyes turned towards Kusanagi.

Kusanagi placed his cigarette in the ashtray and smiled silently.

"...Welcome."

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From the rooftop of the building, Mishakuji Yukari looked into a large hole.

The hole, which was also called Yomito Crossing or Yomito Gate, was surrounded by a yellow cordon and sparsely patrolled by police. They seemed to be quite distracted, some were holding back their yawns, others were simply staring blankly, and no one noticed the presence of the suspicious person standing on the rooftop, Mishakuji.

That marked the end of everything.

That place has little meaning to them anymore. "Jungle" was disbanded and most of the clan members gave up their power or hid in the world as people with clanless powers. The Green Clan no longer exists anywhere in the world. What's there is just a hole, a tombstone for those who once tried to bring down the world.

That's why Mishakuji holds a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

"...Iwa-san. Narare-chan. Did you have fun?"

Mishakuji muttered that and threw away the bouquet.

As the petals were scattered, the bouquet fell to the bottom of the tombstone as if it were sucked.

"Nagare... Iwa-san..."

Kotosaka on his shoulder shouted in a muffled voice. Birds cannot shed tears. Instead, he lowered his voice, perhaps as a tribute to his closest friends.

As if he was wiping away his tears, Mishakuji stroked his feathers with his fingertips.

Then he slowly turned on his heel. He called out to him as he passed the boy who was standing stunned.

"Come on?"

Sukuna didn't answer anything. He bit his lip, frowned and looked as if he was desperately suppressing something.

Mishakuji pretended not to see it.

Suddenly, he remembered something from the past. Mishakuji also lost something important in his childhood. His family, his first teacher. Everything was taken away by irresistible violence.

At least, that's not the case with the deaths of Nagare and Iwafune. They lived, fought and died for their desires. Although there may be sadness and mourning, there should be no regrets.

(I had fun. Iwa-sa, Nagare-chan.)

In place of the dead who did not give an answer, Mishakuji walked forward, giving his own answer.

Sukuna also wiped his eyes roughly with his sleeve and began to follow Mishakuji. He looked back only from time to time, looking at the hole with a trace of regret in his eyes, but then he turned forward and began to walk with difficulty.

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"Wait, wait, Wagahai-chan, your skirt is riding up! It's riding up!"

"Nya?"

Kukuri quickly grabbed Neko's shoulders as she jumped as if she were dancing. She quickly pulled up her skirt, which had gotten caught in her bag and rolled up. As Neko blinked, Kukuri spoke in a tone similar to that of a mother teaching a small child.

"You know, Wagahai-chan. Your uniform skirt tends to ride up easily, so you shouldn't move too vigorously, okay?"

"Mmm... I'm very tight..."

Neko pouted in dissatisfaction, but obediently allowed Kukuri to do whatever she wanted. She was the one who said that she wanted to join the school, and if that was the case, she had to listen to her teacher, Kukuri, because Kuro had told her so.

"Yes, this is good!"

After properly adjusting her clothes, Kukuri looked at Neko seriously.

"Wow, I never expected Wagahai-chan to move here. And at a time like this!"

"Hehehe~. Nice to see you! Kukuri!"

"Likewise~. Ah, that's right. The teacher who transferred with you. I heard that he is a relative of Wagahai-chan?"

Neko laughed mischievously.

"Yes. That's what we decided to do!"

"Did they decide?"

Kukuri tilted her head in confusion at the strange way she said it. It was largely due to Neko's power that she was able to do that. However, she had no intention of telling Kukuri that, at least not until her life had completely calmed down.

"Well, anyway, he is a very nice teacher. It seems like everyone in my class already calls him by the nickname "German Sensei"."

After saying that, Kukuri suddenly looked up at the sky as if she remembered something.

"But... I feel like I've met him somewhere before."

Neko laughed again at that reaction, but she didn't say anything.

A delicious smell tickled Neko's nose as she ran towards the bedroom.

"I'm home! I'm hungry!"

A calm response came from the back of the kitchen at Neko's voice full of desire.

"It's done. Sit down."

"Hurrah!"

Raising her arms and expressing her joy, Neko jumped into the dining room.

In the chabudai there is white rice, miso soup, pickled vegetables and grilled fish. Those are some of her favorite dishes that she sees all the time.

Neko pinched the sleeves of her uniform and showed off a little at the person sitting there.

"How I look? What do you think of my uniform?"

She chuckled, Kuro walked out of the kitchen and opened his mouth in shock.

"You heard that in the morning too."

"I want to hear it over and over again! What do you think?"

He looked at Neko calmly and nodded slowly.

"Looks good."

Neko laughed as if tickled. No matter how many times she heard it, she was still happy. Even more than his praise for her uniform, the fact that he was there made her happier than anything else.

Isana Yashiro.

Or Adolf K. Weismann.

That wasn't the Shiro that Neko knew. He is a young man of exotic appearance, with silver hair and a white face. It is natural that there are no traces of the Shiro from before, and this is the "real" Shiro.

She doesn't really understand the detailed reasoning. However, either one was fine for Neko.

Even if his appearance has changed. Shiro is, after all, Neko's Shiro.

Kuro took off his apron and sat across from Shiro. Neko also sat between the two of them, waiting for a signal.

"Well..."

Kuro nodded and the three joined their hands and spoke in unison.

"Itadakimasu."

Neko laughed out loud at the steaming white rice, miso soup, and grilled fish.

It is not the pleasure of eating. Of course, that's one thing, but the fact that there were two people on each side of the chabudai she was placed on filled her with immense joy.

If she reaches out, she can touch them. If she smiles at them, they will smile back. There are two people she loves within that short distance.

That alone made her happy. Everything she needed was prepared on that small table. Happiness with a touch of warmth. It was what Neko had been looking for.

Surrounded by her family, Neko, Ameno Miyabi is happy.

#k #k project #suoh mikoto #k stories #reisi munakata #homra #yata misaki #scepter 4 #fushimi saruhiko #totsuka tatara #k rok #yatogami kuro #isana yashiro #neko #silver clan #kushina anna #kusanagi izumo #kukuri yukizome #kamamoto rikyo #seri awashima #jungle #nagare hisui #iwafune tenkei #kotosaka #gojo sukuna #mishakuji yukari

[ridiasfangirlings]

Yata got in a fight with someone and now that guy wants revenge. He plans to make Yata suffer and so has to find out Yata's weakness. He was able to kidnap one of Yata's part-time job co-worker and also Fushimi who was also there and got distracted trying to save the other guy. The co-worker just wants to leave and tries to provide what little info he has of Yata. Fushimi is struggling not to say anything cause he knows the other co-worker is wrong about the things he's saying about Misaki.

Imagine Yata’s coworker keeps giving up all this information while Fushimi is quietly sitting there with a running monologue in his head: “Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. I can’t believe this idiot doesn’t even know Misaki’s height to the nearest centimeter. Wrong.” Imagine this post-ROK and some random Strain is trying to get revenge on Homra for defeating their gang. Yata was the point person for that particular mission and so the guy has focused all their attention on him, but at the same time the Strain isn’t that strong and wouldn’t be able to defeat someone like Yata on his own. The guy gets the idea to try and “find out Yata Misaki’s weakness,” like if he gathers enough information surely he can get his revenge. 

He decides to kidnap one of Yata’s coworkers, figuring he can get a lot of information that way. He waits until Yata’s gone on lunch and then attacks the place. As it happens Fushimi was supposed to meet Yata for lunch but got delayed by a S4 incident and he was coming to look for Yata at the store, so he’s present when this attack happens. Fushimi also happens to be off for the rest of the day, so he’s in casual clothes. Of course normally Fushimi could take the Strain down easily but say Yata’s coworker sees him and thinks like oh no that skinny nerd is in danger I need to get him out of the store, getting in Fushimi’s way when Fushimi tries to draw a knife. As a consequence the Strain is able to capture them both, taking Fushimi more as a ‘can’t leave any witnesses behind’ bonus.

Fushimi and Yata’s coworker are taken to some warehouse and imagine the poor innocent coworker is freaking out because why did he get kidnapped by some guy asking about Yata Misaki, is Yata really in the yakuza or something. The Strain basically ignores Fushimi, who is busily pulling a knife from his sleeve and quietly cutting through the ropes tying him to a chair. The Strain starts questioning the coworker, like I need to know all about Yata Misaki. First the Strain decides to try and focus on any relationship Yata might have, like maybe he has a girlfriend that can be exploited. The coworker says Yata’s always stuttering and running away whenever a woman walks in so he’s probably got a girlfriend he’s really devoted to, Fushimi rolls his eyes and thinks ‘no that’s just because he’s a huge virgin.’

The Strain keeps asking, like okay does he go out on a lot of dates. The coworker says Yata leaves early sometimes and says he’s going to a bar so maybe Yata’s into bar hopping (Fushimi thinks ‘that’s just when he’s going to Homra or meeting me’). When asked if Yata has any family the coworker says he’s seen Yata with a little girl with white hair, maybe she’s his illegitimate child (Fushimi almost breaks his cover laughing, thinking the Strain has a death wish if he decides to go after Anna). Also the guy once saw Yata talking to a blonde with huge boobs but he looked too freaked out by her to be dating her, maybe an older sister (Fushimi quietly clicks his tongue, Awashima must have been looking for him). The guy says he doesn’t think Yata has many friends, since he’s so loud and kinda annoying (Fushimi’s fingers twitch on the knife, his brain moving a mile a minute as he’s like Misaki has so many friends he’s uselessly friendly it’s so ridiculous, he only needs me but he smiles at everyone so everyone likes him, how stupid are you not to notice how many friends he has). 

This is about the time Fushimi cuts through his bonds and throws a few knives at the Strain just as Yata suddenly breaks into the room all worried because how dare this guy kidnap Saruhiko and also his coworker. As it turns out Fushimi also alerted S4 after being captured and they tracked his PDA, Awashima let Yata know so he insisted on going in first to help Saruhiko and that other guy too. The Strain sees Yata mostly ignoring his coworker in order to check on Fushimi and wonders where his plan all went wrong, like wait did I just kidnap some stranger and that skinny guy was Yata’s actual coworker, is that it.

#sarumi #Talking K #just imagine Fushimi's internal monologue #like 'wrong. wrong. wrong.' #he knows everything about Misaki and this coworker knows nothing #Fushimi is disgusted by the lack of Misaki knowledge

[moonlight404-translates]

A3! Guy | R - Sparkling Beach Ball | Translation

Quote: “I’m quite sure Mikage likes penguins. I hope this bag can make him happy…"

Special thanks to my friends for helping me with ideas for some lines (´｡• ᵕ •｡`).

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Disclaimer: Neither english or japanese are my native language, but I did my best with the translation. If you find any mistake, feel free to tell me. By the way, Director’s name will be Izumi.

Trying your summer luck /1

Guy: … Azuma: Ah, Guy. Hisoka: ZzZz... Azuma: Hisoka and I were talking until a bit ago, but he put his head on my knees and, no longer after that, fell asleep. Guy: I understand. He’s also holding his penguin body pillow like always. Azuma: Not for nothing is Hisoka’s favorite. Azuma: It feels refreshing to see Hisoka sleeping while hugging his penguin, don’t you agree? Guy: Indeed. Azuma: Are you going out, Guy? Guy: Yes. I planned to get some cookware supplies for the bar. Azuma: The temperature is high, so be careful out there.

Omi: …Okay, I’m going to crush the biscuits, so you whip the fresh cream, Director. Izumi: Gotcha!

Guy: Are you two making sweets? Omi: Yeah, I wanted to make a yogurt mousse cake. Guy: It sounds delicious. Izumi: Huh? Omi: What’s wrong? Izumi: The mixer stopped working… I think it’s broken. Omi: Ah… so it finally reached the end of its lifespan. Izumi: It has been used for a long time. Omi: We can use a whisk or other cookware instead, just for today. Guy: I can buy a new mixer in that case. I’m going out to buy some things. Izumi: Are you sure? It’ll make your bags heavier… Guy: One mixer won’t make a difference. Omi: I feel bad to ask you this, but can you buy it for us? Guy: Yes, there’s no problem. Chikage: Oh, are you going out too, Guy-san? Guy: I plan to do it. Chikage: I’m going out as well. If you want, we can go together in my car. Guy: Since you’re offering it… I will gladly accept. Chikage: If you need anything, we can buy it while we’re out. Izumi: Can you? Then—.

Guy: (I successfully acquired the cookware needed. Now Utsuki is…) Chikage: Sorry for making you wait. Guy: Could you get what you wanted? Chikage: Yes, I bought the items from the current World Retort-Pouch Curry Fair that caught my eye. Guy: That’s good. Chikage: I also got what Director-san wanted. So we completed all our missions. Guy: Yes. I suggest going back home now that we’ve finished. Guy: …Hm?

Trying your summer luck /2

Chikage: What is it? Guy: That is… Chikage: …? Chikage: A pile of penguin goods…? Employee: These are raffle goods! Would you like to pull one? Employee: Children would love them! Chikage: …You might not have a child, Guy-san, but they think you do. Guy: Mhm… Employee: Our top prize is this big cushion. Many people who take the challenge aim for it! Employee: We also have other items you can use in your everyday, like mugs and drink coasters!  Guy: … Chikage: Wait, are you going to do it? Guy: Yes. I think it is a good present for Mikage. Guy: Since he likes using his penguin pillow body a lot. Chikage: …Well, I guess that guy would be happy with it. Guy: Allow me to try once. Employee: Of course, thank you! Then, please pull one of these here~. Guy: …

Chikage: We’re back. Izumi: Welcome~. Guy: Fushimi, is this mixer alright? Omi: Yes! Thank you. Izumi: What did you buy, Chikage-san? Chikage: These. I bought some eye-catching items from a World Retort-Pouch Curry Fair. Izumi: Wow, amazing…! There are many types of curry! Chikage: This super spicy Kashmiri Curry looks delicious. Izumi: I’m interested in the Pakistan Curry here. Chikage: Would you want to eat them with me and compare their flavors later? Izumi: Really?! Yes, please! Omi: Ah, right. The sweets are ready, so you can take one if you want. There are some with less sweetness too. Kumon: The yogurt mouse cake is cool and tasty~! Azuma: A perfect refreshment in this hot season. Hisoka: Nom, nom… Omi: …Huh? Guy-san, there’s something else besides the mixer. Guy: Ah, that is… Kumon: A penguin pool bag! Izumi: Why did you get one? Guy: It was a raffle prize. I tried it to get a present for Mikage… Hisoka: …For me? Guy: Yes. I wanted to get you one because you often sleep hugging a penguin. Guy: To be honest, I was aiming for a cushion prize, but it was the top prize, and I couldn’t pull it. Guy: I’m thinking how to give it a good use. Hisoka: … Azuma: Fufu, you’re so nice, Guy. Kumon: This brings back memories! I used bags like this to go to the convenience store~. Hisoka: …Then, I will use it too. You pulled it for me, after all. Hisoka: I’m going to leave it in the bar to use when I go shopping. Guy: I see. It can be used as a reusable bag. That’s a good idea. Kumon: So Guy-san and Hisoka-san will use the penguin pool bag as a reusable bag…?! Azuma: That sounds adorable. Chikage: …How would it look for a grown man to use that outside? Omi: People could overlook it on those two, though. Izumi: I think I get what you mean…

#a3! translation #a3! guy #a3! #a3! backstage story

[the-himawari]

A3! Nanao Taichi - Translation [SR] Festival of Blooming (1/2)

Special thanks to kaiochiii​​ for sharing this backstage story with me! 🎊

*Please read disclaimer on blog

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Taichi: Ugh… I’m freezing my butt off~!

Tenma: The wind is chillier than we expected.

Tsuzuru: We should’ve bundled up a little more, huh?

Juza: Yeah.

Taichi: But hey, I’m super happy all 4 of us get to go home together like this today!

Tsuzuru: Right, it’s been a while since all of us went home together.

Juza: It has.

Taichi: It’s rare for all 4 of us to get together, so it’s a waste to just head back! Sooo, what do you say to a round of karaoke!?

Tenma: Well that’s sudden. Not that I mind though…

Juza: Same here.

Tsuzuru: Why not? That’s fun once in a while.

Taichi: Woohoo~! I hope it’s not crowded.

Tsuzuru: By the way, how’s your progress going for that mission where we have to act as our roommates?

Taichi: I haven’t done mine yet! Omi-kun’s been busy with work these days, so it’s been hard to find the time. I’m all set though! I’m good to go whenever.

Juza: Really?

Taichi: Just because it’s a mission doesn’t mean we have to do anything special! I just gotta act like the usual Omi-kun I know.

Tsuzuru: Well, you and Fushimi-san are the only peaceful roommates in Autumn troupe.

Tenma: True. I bet the other two roomies are going to have some trouble.

Juza: …

Taichi: But more importantly! The thing I’m worried about for the mission is the clothes.

Tenma: You mean how we’re going to borrow our roommate’s clothes while we do our skits?

Taichi: Exactly! The difference between our builds is way too huge. I don’t think I’ll be able to wear Omi-kun’s clothes very well.

Juza: I mean, I doubt the size’ll be right…

Tsuzuru: But there’s nothing you can do about that, right?

Taichi: I wanna fill out Omi-kun’s clothes no matter what~! Should I start working out now… or should I concentrate on growing taller by chugging lots of milk?

Tenma: Are you going to grow that fast?

-pause-

Taichi: Ah~… ahem. (…I went way too hard at karaoke, so my voice is all hoarse~!)

Omi: I’m home.

Taichi: Ah. Welcome home, Omi-kun! You’re late again today, huh!

Omi: Yeah… but I think work will settle down by the end of this week.

Taichi: That’s great to hear!

Omi: …By the way, Taichi. What happened to your voice?

Taichi: Ahh. I went a little too wild at karaoke!

Omi: So that’s what happened.

Taichi:  I took tons of pics too! Look here~… ah, this is us leaving the karaoke place. You can totally feel the hyped-up mood. I think I was able to get a nice shot, if I do say so myself.

Omi: It certainly is a nice picture. …Speaking of which, I’ve been so busy these days, I feel like I haven’t been able to take any pictures of everyone at the troupe.

Taichi: You looked really busy, Omi-kun.

Omi: As I mentioned earlier, things are going to calm down a bit. I’d like to pick up my camera more soon.

Taichi: Alrighty then. I’ll let you take my picture first when the times comes!

Omi: Haha. I’ll be holding you to that.

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[aeoki]

High and Low: Epilogue 1

Location: High and Low Stage Characters: Tetora, Hajime, Midori, Mitsuru

Season: Autumn Writer: Akira

< Noon the same day at the special outdoor “ES II” stage. >

Mitsuru: “♪~♪~♪”

“Wooohooooo! Welcome to Australia!”

Hajime: “Welcome to Australia~♪”

Mitsuru: Yeah! I think my pronunciation was perfect! I’m sure our feelings reached the people and land of Australia!

Hajime: Yes. I’m sure your feelings got across just fine, Mitsuru-kun.

The feelings are saying you’re having so much fun~ and you’re so happy ♪

Mitsuru: Heheh ♪ It’s all thanks to you, Hajime-chan, since you studied all sorts of stuff about Australia and taught them to me, y’know?

You could say I’m a master of the Australian language now!

Hajime: Ehehe. They speak English, though. But I’m glad I was able to help. We were working and sightseeing at the same time, so we had to read up on a lot of information.

We know quite a lot about the languages in Australia as well as the culture. Although, I’m sure there are still so many things we don’t know about.

If we were to learn about all of it, the duration of our school trip wouldn’t be enough.

Mitsuru: There’s definitely not enough time for us in the “Late Departure Group 2”, that’s for sure! We just wasted a lot of time sitting in a bus doing nothing!

It was still a lot of fun though! But it kinda feels like we missed out on seeing something we should have seen, so I’m a bit frustrated at that~!

Hajime: Fufu. They should be editing and airing the TV show we were on, so if you’re interested, you can just watch that.

Let’s show each other what we both saw.

We’re also curious to see what kind of experience you had.

Mitsuru: You got it! But before that, we’ve gotta guide the TV show to a happy end!

Hajime: Yes. All’s well that ends well, right?

We took Fushimi-senpai’s plane in the end so it felt like we used a secret trick, though.

Now, Mitsuru-kun, you and your friends in the “Late Departure Group 2” have safely reached your destination.

Mitsuru: “High and Low” is a huge success! We managed to reach our goal in one piece! Mission complete~

Hajime: Yes ♪ To be honest, I had given up on meeting up with you all.

So I was a bit sad but Takamine-kun cheered me up.

He said, “If it’s impossible for Mitsuru-kun and his group to come to us, then all we have to do is go to them.”

No one said that wasn’t allowed, after all.

We were lucky to run into Fushimi-senpai so we asked him to help us and he sent us a plane.

And we succeeded in picking you guys up so quickly.

It was really an eye-opener. I can’t believe I didn’t think of that.

Takamine-kun is really amazing. He’s always saying how he doesn’t want to do anything or how things are depressing.

But it seems he just has a hard time giving up on things compared to other people, in a good way…♪

Midori: All thanks to a certain someone.

Tetora: Hmph, are you talking about me?

Midori: Yeah… All thanks to you saying that stuff over and over every day, it’s basically etched into my brain now.

Like, there’s no wall you can’t overcome with hard work. Or as long as you don’t give up, there’s a chance.

Tetora: So that was actually true, huh.

Midori: It was just a coincidence… I just got lucky this time.

Tetora: But if you had given up, you probably wouldn’t have been so lucky.

Hard work doesn’t always pay off, you know?

But you proved there are times were it does pay off.

I’m sure if you kept working hard without giving up, then–

Midori: Don’t say the rest. I bet we’ll just be talking about the same stuff over and over before we leave for Japan because “RYUUSEITAI” is still at a dead-end.

There’s nothing we can do about that. Don’t use your brain for useless stuff like that and focus on the job right in front of us.

Our task was inches away from failing, so it’s a miracle we were able to stop it right before it did, after all. It’ll all be ruined if you were to make some silly mistake, right?

Tetora: That’s true. Osu. I’ll remotivate myself.

You’re amazing, Midori-kun. You’re always looking at what’s right in front and you can easily decide what you have to do.

Midori: That’s the only thing I can see… That’s how I’ve lived all this time.

I take out the vegetables from the box in front of me, place them in front of the shop and repeat. Then people praise me for that.

It’s not my job to think about where to get those vegetables or how much to sell them for. I don’t have the energy or the ability to do that.

But at the very least, I can place the vegetables in front of me without damaging them. It’ll be awful if someone ate one that had fallen to the ground and got bruised.

I’d feel guilty towards the farmers who did their best to grow them.

Tetora: ? Why’re you suddenly talking about vegetables?

Midori: Oh… I guess you don’t understand allegories… I should’ve known since this is you we’re talking to.

Tetora-kun, you don’t look at things from behind or get suspicious of it. You just look at it the way it is with straight-forward and unclouded eyes.

From your perspective, it must be frustrating to watch us go in circles thinking about useless stuff.

It’s clear what we have to do so we just do it. That’s what you think, right?

Tetora: Osu! If there’s a wall in front of me, I just have to work hard and overcome it!

Thinking about stuff like is it something I can overcome? Why did someone make that wall? Or are there other paths I could take…?

That’s just a waste of time!

Midori: No, it’s important to think about that kind of stuff too… Just slamming your body into the wall that’s in front of you is what a stupid animal would do.

But that’s fine. We just have to come up with the stuff that you can’t think of.

That’s what friends are for – We support each other.

Tetora: Oh, that’s something I’d never thought you’d say.

Midori: I’ve heard this one phrase so much I’m sick and tired of it.

So it’s something I won’t forget: One for all and all for one.

Tetora: Osu! That’s what “RYUUSEITAI” is all about!

“♪~♪~♪”

Midori: “~......♪”

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#high and low

[roleplay-abiogenesis2]

[MUSE ACTIVE] Fushimi Saruhiko

This muse is now active for roleplay on this blog!

Name: Fushimi Saruhiko

Species, World, Nationality: Human, Earthling, Japanese

Date of Birth: November 7th, 1993

Roleplaying Age: 19 (default), 16 (Homra Days), any other age if specified.

Headcanons: Click here.

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Fandom: K Project (GoRA)

Fandom Genre: Shōjo, Action, Urban Fantasy, Science Fiction.

Open for AU / “What If”s: Yes.

Wiki Link: Here.

Covered Sources: All (anime, mangas, light novels, short stories).

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Available for ships: Yes.

With Canon Characters (CC);

With Original Characters (OC);

With Cross-over Characters;

With Same-Muse Characters.

Canon Verses:

Pre-Lost Small World: 13yo or younger. Abused child and shunned school student who doesn’t want any friends.

Lost Small World: 13-16yo. From middle school drop out to Homra hoodlum. Lives in Shizume City with his best and only friend Misaki Yata. Red clansman.

K: 17-20yo. Blue clansman and Homra defect. Third in command at the service of the Blue King. Captures strains and investigates superpower-related crime in Tokyo Metropolis.

RoK: 20yo. Green clansman. Undercover clansman ranking up points to reach the top of Jungle. Serving the Green King and completing missions around the city. Will do anything for quick points.

Post-RoK: 20yo or older. Blue clansman in a world where supernatural powers are dwindling. Struggles at the idea of returning to live an ordinary life as a common citizen, his future uncertain. Trying to slowly rebuild a bridge with Misaki Yata and be friends again.

AUs:

The Other Side of the Mirror: (see RP log here). 16yo, he’s thrown into the future by a time-travelling strain. Homra-Days Saruhiko finds himself dealing with the reality post-Season 1 and its aftermath. He’s met his alter ego in this era and currently lives under the false identity of his “little brother”, Kenji.

Final Fantasy VII Divergent Megaverse: 20yo Saruhiko Fushimi, Wutai Refugee and former Turk, has joined AVALANCHE shortly before Cloud. His motivations to side with the eco-terrorists appear obscure, but his keen knowledge of the Artificial Intelligence GLaDOS that protects ShinRa is an essential advantage for the group. What is it that he truly wants?

“Oi…” Saruhiko had lamented under his breath with a mild whine in his voice when his hand was pulled away from the soda he had in his other hand and was planning to open. Fresh from the cooler, that his overheated body was desperate to take in for refreshment.

With one hand there was no way he could open the can and this managed to annoy him just enough to finally pay attention to whatever was going on around him.

He looked at Misaki and then the two girls, lips pressed into a thin line of deadpan.

What.

Was this guy really…using him to pretend he was already dating someone? All because girls scared him?

Once more, his eyes darted between Misaki and the girls, back and forth a few times as his mind processed what was happening.

Reasoning the quickest solution to have his hand freed and cola good to drink before it would become unbearably hot, he addressed the girl with a bored and cruel look.

“… Yeah. He’s mine. So get lost already.”

Find my rules on my blog HERE.

#k01 || tch! [ic: fushimi saruhiko] #v01 || k project #00a || saru-mun is still alive! [ooc] #[MUSE] #//repost due to update

[lostinengineering]

Hey!! 3 4 9 10 17 18 for the fanfic ask meme, if you only want to answer some or one of them feel free to as well :D

oops, I didn't realize this was here until now, I blame the Tumblr app, sorry!

3. Do you prefer canonverse or AUs?

AUs. Especially Soulmate AUs. Especially Soulmate AUs where there's potential for one or both of the ship members to not realize they're soulmates.

4. What fandom’s/ship’s fan fiction do you read the most?

So it would be Yata Misaki/Fushimi Saruhiko from K/K Project except it's a bit slow of a fandom these days :'). So instead it's Marinette Dupain-Cheng/Adrien Agreste from Miraculous Ladybug

9. Fake dating or arranged marriage?

Fake Dating only because there's so much more pining potential, especially if one or both of them have feelings going into it and they both think the other only agreed to it to help them out or to solve their own problem.

10. Mutual pining or enemies to friends to lovers?

Friends to enemies to lovers :3 aka the SaruMi or Catradora school of relationships.

17. Describe a fic that is still in the ‘ideas’ stage.

One of my vague ideas has Fushimi lose his memory and forget he and Yata are not only together, but married – Yata lies that it’s an undercover mission because the last time Fushimi can remember they were still enemies.

I'm also attached to a semi-related idea of Yata losing his memory and somehow thinking he and Fushimi made up and are dating when he wakes up in the hospital, where Fushimi is told to just go along with it because the shock of the truth could hurt Yata's recovery. Then as Yata starts to get his memory back, Fushimi's insecurities have him push him away and say none of it was real.

18. Do you have a fic reading/writing routine?

My writing routine is to find/make a good playlist of unrequited or "hate that I love you" type love songs and then start writing. Sometimes I will bullet point things before starting if I expect it to be a longer fic, but I know my attention span and try to stick to one-shots lol.

#asks #fanfic ask #ask me

[queensconquest]

@ofsavior​​​​​ said:  "slow dance" (Fushimi & Yukari)

( SEND ‘slow dance’ TO DANCE WITH MY MUSE )  Music: Грезы

   “  It  won’t  kill  you  ,  you  know.  “   Yukari  chuckles  ,  already  plenty  aware  without  a  glance  towards  the  newest  J-Rank  that  he  would  undoubtedly  be  disgruntled  over  the  situation.  But  there  was  an  image  to  uphold.  Even  Yukari  had  traded  leather  and  his  beloved  Ayamachi  for  the  formal  suit  and  tie  to  complete  the  look  of  JUNGLE   cooperation.  “  It’s  only  formalities.  “  Or  so  Yukari  said.

   Actually  .   .  .  

   “  Could  it  be  you  don’t  know  how  ,  Saruhiko  ?  “  Yukari  muses  thoughtfully  as  he  guides  Saruhiko  onto  the  floor.  Certainly  there  were  plenty  of  people  who’d  be  eager  to  dance  with  the  Beauty  Angel  ,  but  not  yet.  For  now  it  was  reserved  to  the  clansman  as  his  gaze  fell  to  Saruhiko  ,  his  gaze  bright.  “  I  promise  nothing  too  complicated.  “  He  bowns  with  theatrical  flair  expected  of  the  angel  ,  unintentionally  starting  a  trend  on  the  floor  before  he  straightens  to  let  his  hands  rest  light  yet  steadily  on  him.

   The  music  leaps  to  life  and  Yukari  leads  them  into  the  slow  ,  steady  steps  of  the  slow  dance.  True  to  his  word  ,  he  does  not  rush  nor  dare  push  new  heights.  He  could  ,  certainly.  Even  in  this  slow  melody  there  were  ways.  But  he  seems  to  be  merciful  tonight  in  drawing  the  other  to  follow  along.  Nagare  couldn’t  appear  for  obvious  reasons  ,  the  same  for  Iwa.  Sukuna  was  too  young.  How  lucky  they  were  to  just  gain  someone  of  suitable  ranking  in  the  nick  of  time.

  For  all  their  contrasts  in  personality  and  attitudes  ,  their  efficienty  in  missions  was  something  quite  beautiful  in  its  own  way.  Not  vivid  ,  not  muted  ,  not  pastel.  More  so  like  a  firework  ,  short  and  quick  yet  capable  of  leaving  quite  a  lasting  impression.  An  ephemeral  kind  of  beauty  if  he  really  thought  about  it.  Lasting  a  second  ,  the  duration  of  a  mission  till  once  again  they  took  to  different  fields.  

   Yukari  tilts  his  head  as  he  observes  Saruhiko.  One  minute  of  the  song  down  ,  three  and  a  half  to  go.  No  doubt  Saruhiko  would  slink  off  to  the  sides  if  not  try  to  escape  altogether.  Not  that  the  swordsman  worried  ;  he  was  not  fond  of  chasing  birds  after  all.  “  Ichigen  used  to  encourage  dancing  with  some  of  the  town  folks.  It’s  come  in  handy  traveling  as  well  here  and  there.  It’s  a  surprisingly  useful  skill  among  certain  groups.  “  It’s  a  rare  glimpse  to  Yukari’s  past.  He  does  not  often  speak  of  times  before  JUNGLE  ;  there  was  no  reason.  But  it  might  give  Saruhiko  something  to  focus  on  “  If  you  want  to  learn  ,  I’ll  be  happy  to  teach.  You  haven’t  died  yet.  Not  as  beautiful  as  a  swan  but  decent.  “  Yukari  smiles  ,  certain  he’ll  get  a  scowl  but  paying  it  no  mind.  

   He  had  ,  after  all  ,  gotten  the  grumpiest  of  them  to  dance.  (  And  if  he  was  lying  or  telling  the  truth  about  formalities  ?  That  was  only  for  him  to  know.  ) 

#ofsavior #we already know saruhiko being there like it might kill him #but see its okay #yukari's even toning down and not being /too/ Extra #never did i think that 1 fanart of them wold be applicable #but here we are #its great tho #yukari at least if having fun #〉the beauty angel〈 — ❀ ⌜yukari⌟ #〉relations: (saruhiko & yukari) : add color to your grey world 〈 — ❀

[a3theatrejunkie]

Autumn Troupe plays Laser Tag (Long Post)

-This is all happening because Sakyo won some tickets in a giveaway, he was gonna use the tickets as a form of reward for good behavior, but Autumn troupe and the director convinced him to use the 'practice'  since they use fake guns in their plays.

-When they arrived Sakyo already regrets this decision, the screaming children and the bright neon lights are bad for the oldman. Doesn’t help that the floors are all sticky for candy and soda.

-The rest of the Autumn are loving it though. Juza and Taichi’s run off to the snack stand for hotdogs and an extra large slushy. Banri and Azami are in line for an arcade cabinet, the former taunting and jeering at the players in front of them. Omi actually stuck close by and is talking about doing a photoshoot under all theses cool lights.

-”OI! You brats get your asses back here! We’re here for one thing and one thing only. Laser Tag.”

Omi chuckled at how serious Sakyo sounded. “I’ve never heard someone talk about Laser-tag so seriously.”

“Fushimi you’re not helping, Nanao and Hyodo hurry up and finish that food so we can go in.”

“If Hyodo gets a snack I want one too!” Banri. “I packed some oranges in the ca-” “Fushimi.”

*Gasp* “How’d you know?! Have you seen any of our plays?! Are you a fan?!” Taichi barked. “Ya’know....” Banri slid in “For a few....I don’t know like a hundred? game tokens, we could give you our autographs, maybe even a picture with yours truly?”

-”Hello! And Welcome to the DANGER ZONE” the Autumn troupe are approached by an employee, “You must be Mankai Theater’s Autumn Troupe.”

“No....I’ve never seen your shows...” The Employee said “That’s the name I put down when booking the appointment you dumbasses.” Sakyo Spoke up.

“Whadaya mean you haven’t seen an-”

“Anyway! Here’s some rules you need to know before entering: Hold Laser With Both Hands. Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah. NO PHYSICAL CONTACT. Players must be careful when maneuvering around interior arena walls. Blah, Blah, Blah, And Have FUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNN!”

- The Autumn troupe got geared up. “Alright while we’re in here it’s every man for themselves. No crying in Laser-Tag got it?” Banri declared. “And don’t even think about ganging up on me, I’ve dealt with hoards with hundreds of enemies.”

“This ain’t one of your video games Settsu.” Juza spoke up. “Wanna say that again blue mouth?” Banri taunted. Juza only glared at him. “That’s what I thought.”

-”You’ll have thirty seconds to run and take cover, after that you’ve entered the Danger Zone! Points will be tallied at the end and we will declare a winner. Your thirty seconds...begin.....Now!”

-”Tsk, you act all grown up Izumida, but you’re still clinging to me for protection.” ”Shut it old man, make yourself useful and be my meat shield.” “Your mea-?!” Sakyo looks down and notices something squishy in his hand. “Is this a diaper?!? Ugh! This place is hell!!”  “Great. Your cheap-ass can save it for when we send you to a nursing home.” “Boy-”

- The Autumn troupe all took off in different directions, Juza, Omi, and Taichi ended up together, Banri went off on his own, and Sakyo and Azami went in the same direction. “You may begin firing!"

-On Juza, Omi, and Taichi’s side of things, they’ve sort of banded together. Juza is on a blue raspberry fueled mission to shoot Banri in his god damned face. Taichi’s having the time of his life, "Pew! Pew! Pew! HA! I GOT SAKYO!”  Omi’s having some difficulty hiding since all the covers aren’t really designed for people his size, but he’s doing his best as a spotter. “Juza! Azami’s coming up on your left!”

-”30 seconds left!”  If you thought this was a battlefield already well now it’s a warzone. Nobody cares about taking cover for themselves, everyone’s just shooting at each other. There’s no such thing as troupe mates in the Danger Zone.

-Banri is maneuvering like a frickin’ pro. Ducking and rolling, practically sniping his troupe mates. “Haha! I told I was gonna school all of you N00BZ! GG EASY PEEZY.” “It’d be great if you would put this much effort into being a leader Settsu!” Sakyo yelled. “G.G. EASY!” 

-”10.9.8.7.6.5.4.3.2.1! Please put your Lasers down and make your way to the exit you entered in so, we can announce our champion!”

- The Autumn Troupe, Exhausted, made their way to the exit. “What a shootout! You all did great but there can only be one winner! Here are the final results! Omi- 29 Points! Azami- 32 Points! Juza-48 Points! Banri-52 Points! and Finally Sakyo! with a whopping 58 Points!” 

“WHATT SAKYO??!!” “The hell?!” “Hmph, ‘grats.” “Congrats Sakyo! Didn’t know you had it in you!” “This is a load of bullshit! I got way more shots than that old man, this game is rigged.” 

“It should be obvious why I won, I have more experience than all of you. So G-” 

“Don’t. I’ll never be able to live this down.”

“Congratulations Mr.Furuchi, as our big winner you win a very special prize! A photoshoot! and a Keychain charm to commemorate the win. Would you like to be the savior? Or the Destroyer of worlds?”

-Sakyo sighs really considering the option to just leave and never comeback or get his money worth out. He chooses the latter, he gets his shitty little keychain and takes a photo shoot with the Autumn troupe as the “Savior of Earth.”

#a3! act! addict! actors! #banri settsu #omi fushimi #juza hyodo #izumida azami #Sakyo Furuichi #a3! #long post

[1-lightofjustice]

Justice for Awashima Seri

One of my latest posts made me want to re-watch K Project Return of Kings, especially Scepter 4 segment. And damn, there are so many things that happened to Awashima and frankly she didn’t deserve it. I’m not talking about GoRa’s overly disgusting fanservice attempts on Seri, although that’s indeed something that must be protested. I’m talking about how she was kept in dark by her two megane colleagues (mainly Munakata) even though she’s Second in Command of Scepter 4 and someone who has been working besides them for years. After I finished rewatching..... wow it’s worse than I remembered. My heart truly breaks for Seri, and I’m super glad that in the end she got her happy ending (by punching Munakata’s face). Like first, we know how worried she was about Munakata’s state, and after Reisaru’s fight in episode 8, Seri was so worried about Fushimi’s wellbeing and his bedding. Then at the very beginning of her role in episode 9, we have this :

For almost anyone besides Seri, maybe they will not think too much about the fact that they can’t understand what the hell are on Munakata and Fushimi’s heads, after all they’re not the easiest people to understand. But for Seri, it’s quite a new unpleasant territory for her. There’s a reason why she’s the Second in Command after Munakata, why she can easily command the rebel Fushimi without many protests from the said rebel, and why she can work alongside cryptic geniuses like Munakata and Fushimi. From R:B novel, we know that she’s an all-round achiever, but one of her main virtue is she’s goddamn observant. She more or less can understand Munakata’s unique mindset, and she mostly can see right through Fushimi’s bullshit. She more often can hit ‘100 point mark’ regarding the enigmatic Munakata and the ‘absolute tsundere’ Fushimi than any other human being except each other. Like on Munakata’s case, we have this :

Yoshino continued. “An ordinary man would have an interest in nude females, I think, but this is the Captain we’re talking about… How is it for him, what do you think?” She looked up at Awashima.

Awashima’s lips curved into a stiff smile as she took her time to think.

Then she drew a breath and, “I haven’t given that subject a thought until now. But well, if I had to answer…” She shook her head. “This is what I think: in the Captain’s case, it’s entirely possible that never once in his life he has so much as opened that kind of magazines or, alternatively, stores an entire thousand book collection of obscene materials in his room, and I won’t be surprised in the least in either case. Would this suffice as an answer?” Munakata Reishi’s right hand woman and Lieutenant, Awashima Seri, said with an even more strained smile.

 Case Files of Blue Chapter 1 (and looking at how eager Munakata asked Hidaka to show his collection, suffice to say that Awashima is absolutely correct about her answer).

Awashima: But, well, for the Captain it’s probably of equal value. Fushimi: Of equal value? What is? Awashima: Protecting this country’s peace and fulfilling his promise to a kindergartener.

Optician Drama CD

And on Fushimi’s case :

“…It might not be a misunderstanding, you know. What if I were in cahoots with Homura?” he retorted, lips pursed.

For a moment, Awashima’s eyes widened slightly before narrowing to slits as she humphed letting a slight smirk tug on her lips. “Suppose there really is a traitor who’s trembling while covered in cold sweat; I’d say at the very least it’s safe to assume he’s not switching sides because he likes it. It’s time for your report. The materials are ready, I hope?”

The King and The Traitor 

“It’s hard to call realistic, I have to agree with you on that. And on the off chance that it indeed is a strain’s doing, there is hardly any ground to claim harm sustained from the act. It’s the rainy season, after all. So I do find the idea of wasting time and manpower on investigating this possibility unreasonable, especially considering that we hardly have any to spare, but… if it’s an order from my superior officer, I will look into it though?”

It was said curtly and emotionlessly, but Awashima let out a little chuckle, hearing Fushimi’s answer. “Then look into it for me. Since like me, my competent and capable subordinate, too, seems to be concerned with this matter.”

Endless Rain

Also in anime, she noticed Yata’s worry for Mikoto and informed him about Mikoto’s condition to calm him. After breaking Sarumi’s fight, instead of asking apology, she demanded Fushimi to show her the result of his investigation, knowing full well that Fushimi already did some digging before he confronted Yata. She made the remark about only a King can attract another King. Heck, she already deduced that the reason why Munakata kept Zenjou-san on Scepter 4 is to kill Munakata one day, even though Munakata understandably never told anyone about it. During ROK, I kinda got feeling like Munakata and Fushimi were purposely ‘ghosting’ her, but looking at how observant she is, it’s quite understandable why Munakata and Fushimi kept Awashima in the dark to preserve their secret mission (still jerk move for them though). 

I think that’s one of the reason why Fushimi gave the hint about his secret mission only to Yata. Not only Yata is his best friend, but he also can count on Yata’s insensitiveness, having been the victim first-hand in the past. Like, Fushimi who is surprisingly responsible and dutiful for his job maybe thought “it’s fine to give Misaki a hint, it’s not like he can pick it up anyway”, so he can feel ‘less guilty’ for endangering the secrecy of his mission. Not that he’s wrong though, I mean Yata you’re a good guy but I have to say you really have a fine thick-head for not noticing and still saying that Fushimi betrayed the Blues, Fushimi jumped from sinking ship after Fushimi uttered such a vague sentence and after knowing that Fushimi secretly asked your brother to quit Jungle. Thank God Munakata gave him clear explanation later. Instead for Awashima, she only got this :

In that brief moment of silence, Fushimi let Awashima knew 3 things :

1. He joined Green clan and willing to attack his ‘former’ clansmen for them.

2. Not only joined Green clan, but he’s now one of J-ranker of Jungle. You know, the true Green clansmen, the one they have to be most cautious like Sukuna and Yukari.

3. He allied with one of Green clansman who participated on Anna’s kidnapping and former Scepter 4′s prisoner.

And he didn’t give Awashima and Kusanagi anything except complete silence and green-laced knife-throwing. Mission accomplished! The monkey succeeds on fooling the strong-willed and observant Lieutenant of Scepter 4. Just like the phrase “To fool your enemy, fool your friends”, there’s no way Awashima can perceive that except as complete betrayal. Haha.

(Truly, Fushimi was so good at executing his job. Too good, actually).

Then, after that shocking revelation that can shake someone’s mentality, she still had duty to report it toward her superior. Look at her reaction after Munakata said things about biting the giver’s hand.

(OMG watching that scene after knowing about Fushimi and Munakata’s secret mission made me truly itch to punch a certain King’s beautiful sparkly face).

She blamed herself for failing to look after Fushimi. I read some posts about Fushimi’s betrayal speculation before ROK episode 11 was aired, those who predicted that Fushimi joined Green for real, almost all expected Yata to stop Fushimi and made him go back to Scepter 4 (or Homra). While I understand the potential Sarumi heartbreaking angst and their another flashy fighting scene, I can’t help but think, can Yata do it? Not that I doubt strong bond between them, but Yata and Fushimi are equal in power. Okay, Yata is stronger in raw power, but Fushimi proved himself can accommodate his power effectively to match Yata. We know from their fight in Ashinaka Gakuen that Fushimi’s dual-color status can pass Yata’s defense, just like an attack can pass the defense from the same aura. Then Fushimi got his Green Aura. I didn’t say that Yata surely would lose to Fushimi on that situation, but it’s understandable if he lost and no one will blame him. But Seri? She’s canonly stronger than Fushimi, she’s usually can keep Fushimi on check in Scepter 4 and Seri is his direct superior after Munakata. I think if indeed Fushimi joined Green clan, the ones that have a chance to win battling him are Seri, Kusanagi, Kuro, and Kings. I can see Awashima blamed herself for failing to stop Fushimi and wanted to compensate for that failure by bringing Fushimi back to Scepter 4.

So, as if that burden is not heavy enough, Munakata brought Zenjou to his side and Awashima, who already worried about Munakata’s safety for a whole season and more, got an honor to watch on front seat as this happened :

Her King had a sword pointed toward his neck, but Awashima wasn’t fast enough to even touch her saber. Munakata’s Second in Command, who just realized that preventing her King’s Damocles Down is her responsibility, was shown the fact that she was not fast enough in comparison with Zenjou. Just, let’s imagine some time between episode 9 and 11 Seri looked at her saber, lamented at the fact that she failed to stop Fushimi and she was not fast enough to fulfil her most hurtful responsibility. Imagine Seri tried to get a hold of herself, readied herself to point her sword toward her closest comrades. 

Of course her torment didn’t end there. The Quack Prime Minister fired Munakata from his duty, removed him from Scepter 4. And Munakata, wordlessly, without giving any words or announcements toward his clansmen...  

(SERIOUSLY GIVE HER A BREAK! MUNAKATAAAAA!!!!)

I feel like that scene is the peak of Munakata’s “ghosting” toward Awashima. Not to mention, her (and Scepter 4) next order is :

(Help! My poor clueless ducklings are trapped while their genius jerk megane superiors are carelessly walking toward suicide plans!).

Honorary mention for the rest of poor lost ducklings :

(Yes, Munakata, you can’t just leave without any words toward your clansmen. Especially when you literally walked toward your death).

(BTW the meaning of “one unthinkable thing happening after another” is Fushimi’s betrayal followed by Munakata’s resignation. Little appreciation that they thought Fushimi’s betrayal is “unthinkable thing” even though the fact that Fushimi’s status as Homra’s “traitor” is widely known in Scepter 4).

 (Zenjou-san and the rest of Scepter 4 are not amused by your secret plan shenanigans, Munakata and Fushimi. Zenjou thought that those jerks truly ruin meganes’ reputation. Unbeknown to him, Enomoto thought the same).

Well, we know what happened after this. Seri and the rest of Special Squad got their first clue about what the heck is happened from a freaking TV, they rushed toward their King, the show was shifted to Silvers and Reds and NO SCEPTER 4 REUNION OR SETTLEMENT EVEN THOUGHT GORA CRAFTED SUCH A BIG AND COMPLEX CONFLICT IN SCEPTER 4.

Well, at least Seri got to punch Munakata in the face, even though in my opinion she truly deserved more after all the shits she had been through.

#k project #awashima seri #Munakata Reisi #fushimi saruhiko #scepter 4 #scepter 4 alphabet squad #the way Munakata detached himself from his clan #kinda mirrored how Mikoto detached himself from Homra before his death #Kings... #On Munakata's credit #he didn't let his clansmen terrorized an entire school as his clan's hostages #Still what he did is quite shitty in my opinion #Also Fushimi who move along with that suicide plan #knowing Fushimi maybe he thought that no one will mind if he died on the mission #and Munakata maybe thought that as long as Scepter 4 still has Seri they can survive without him #Seri-chan please knock their heads together HARD #for supposed geniuses they're so DUMB #k meta #meta

[itsuki-minamy]

"K - RETURN OF KINGS" (Novel)

CHAPTER 12: OPEN A PATH FOR HIM

* List of Chapters

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: Ridia

The hand that was about to open the door suddenly stopped. A voice was heard from the HOMRA Bar and he remembered something.

The reason why Misaki Yata quickly walked away from the door was not because he was scared. It was just awkward that Reisi Munakata was the one who killed Suoh Mikoto. Although he mentally understood that this was a hopeless outcome, Yata was a man of emotions.

Thinking that if they met face to face he would say something unwanted, he hid behind the store.

The door opened and, sure enough, Munakata came out. Instead of his usual blue clothes, he was wearing a coat and casual clothes.

(What does the "Blue King" want in my house?)

The moment such a question appeared in Yata's mind, Munakata spoke.

"Yata Misaki-kun from "Homura"."

He stiffened and cringed. Yata came out from behind the store, toying with the idea that he didn't like him because he knew everything from the beginning.

"Yes, what do you want?"

"I know you were friends with Fushimi-kun before he joined "Homura"."

Yata's eyes widened at the sudden words.

He didn't want anyone to talk about Fushimi.

Especially now. He had no idea what he was thinking. Yata expressed his frustration.

"He's not my friend. He betrayed Mikoto-san and me and ended up wearing blue clothes...!"

"Maybe he has to share my fate in death. I'm sorry if that happens. I would like to apologize first."

Yata's thoughts stopped when he was interrupted by the flowing words.

"What... what do you mean? Didn't he betray you and leave the blues?! And now... this time, he changed to the green...!"

"These were my instructions."

Munakata said that as if it were nothing.

"Before the Christmas operation, I gave instructions to Fushimi-kun. In case the operation failed due to the intervention of some unknown factor and the ''Slate'' was stolen, he should use all possible means to infiltrate the heart from ''Jungle''. He had changed clans once in the past, so he was the right person for the job."

"Hmm..."

His thoughts, which had stopped, began to move clumsily like rusty gears.

Fushimi did not betray him. The reason why he pretended like this was to infiltrate "Jungle" without suspicion and secretly help "Scepter 4" in their mission.

After thinking up to that point, Yata finally found a possibility.

"Isn't that dangerous?! If they find out, the Greens might kill him, right?"

"I agree."

Yata was speechless when Munakata said that so easily.

"I sent Fushimi-kun on a mission with no guarantee that he would return alive. This was a job that could only be left in his hands. Of course, he understood everything and agreed."

"How could you order your clansman to do something like that?!"

Munakata looked over his shoulder at Yata. Yata couldn't help but feel pressured by the cold look in his eyes.

"Why? Because we can't let "Jungle" do what it wants. "Scepter 4" is a clan of order. We can't just let the world fall into chaos. And Fushimi-kun is a member of "Scepter 4"."

Yata remained silent and stared at Munakata.

He enjoys freedom to the fullest with like-minded friends. This way of life suited Yata and he was willing to risk his life for it. He was already willing to sacrifice himself for that.

Maybe that's the case for him too.

He sacrificed himself for the ideals held by his "King". In his case, it may have been "order". Maybe he didn't betray anyone from the beginning. Just because he was faithful to his way of life.

Suddenly, Munakata asked as if he had an idea.

"There is a way for Fushimi-kun to survive. He must betray me and really join "Jungle". Do you think he will do that? As a former friend, you probably know him very well, Yata Misaki-kun."

Yata didn't have an answer for that.

But Munakata didn't seem to want to wait for an answer. He turned his back on Yata again and began walking slowly. The last words he murmured echoed in Yata's ears like a prophecy.

"Whether the door opens or not... then you will know the answer he gave."

And Yata saw it.

The target point, the Yomito intersection protected by "Jungle". The asphalt split open, exposing the helpless figure.

"...Saruhiko."

As Yata watched from the bow of the airship, he bit his lip hard as he murmured the name of his former friend.

+++++++++++

"Homura" was flying in the sky.

In the midst of the chaos that suddenly began to occur frequently, the "Black Dog" appeared and guided them aboard the "Schattenreich" owned by the Silver Clan. The destination was the current location of the "Jungle" headquarters, the "Slate".

Nobody was afraid. Everyone knew that the time for a decisive battle would eventually come. Under the guidance of the "Silver King", Anna and the others boarded the airship and planned to enter all at once.

Currently, on the bridge of the "Shattenreich", the two clans meet face to face and have a final meeting.

"Beneath the place where the "Pillar of Light" was located, there is a water storage facility that was abandoned during construction. It seems that "Jungle" used it as a hiding place."

Kusanagi said to everyone on the lavishly decorated bridge. He taped a map of the "Jungle's" hideout's water storage facilities to a makeshift "strategy board" made by simply hanging cork boards in random locations. The enemy's expected military strength was written on the transverse diagram, which seemed to be divided vertically, and their own military strength was also assigned accordingly.

However, the only thing written there are the names of the members of "Homura". "Hakumaito" was in a situation where it could not be used as a response force.

"The "Slate" has been taken to the lowest floor of this facility. We will go there."

Kusanagi nodded at Shiro's words.

"We will act as support. We must ensure that Shiro-san and the others reach the lowest level. Do you understand, everyone? This is where you must put your guts."

"Yes!"

Although that strategy could have been considered unfair, no one objected to that. That's because everyone was informed beforehand that only "Hakumaito" and, more specifically, the "Silver King" could carry out that strategy.

Anna handed them the marbles one by one. Communication during the operation was planned to take place through Anna's supernatural network. The power of "Homura", who operates with desperate determination and perfect coordination, will far surpass "Jungle", who has superior numbers.

Among them, Yata was alone, silent and with his head bowed.

Anna approached him. She handed a shiny marble to the sinking Yata.

"Misaki, use this too."

Yata suddenly looked up as if he had realized that and forced a smile.

"Oh... leave it to me. I'm in charge of level nine, right?!"

Kusanagi suddenly let out a wry smile as Yata looked at the map and raised his voice.

"Yata-chan. That's ok?"

Yata was visibly shocked by those words.

"K-Kusanagi-san? What do you mean?"

"Go with Fushimi. You can take your position later."

Yata lost his voice and looked at everyone present.

It is clear that it was Munakata's instructions that Fushimi pretend to betray him, that it was none other than Fushimi who opened the door, and that he was in "Jungle's" hideout and was probably considered a traitor, as already explained. No one knows what condition Fushimi is in. Whether he was able to escape safely, was killed, or was on his way, it was clear to everyone that Yata wanted to help him immediately.

When his partner is in trouble, he runs to her side before anyone else. Because Misaki Yata is that kind of man.

"B-but, if I don't arrive on time..."

Anna's voice encouraged Yata as he tried to slouch again.

"It's okay. I believe in you, Misaki."

She was smiling silently. Unwavering confidence is reflected in her eyes.

Yata tightly gripped the marble she handed him.

At this moment, the aircraft's instruments began to emit a sharp warning sound.

"Sudden altitude drop! We're diving!"

"Everyone grab hold of somewhere!"

A violent tremor hit the airship. Kusanagi held Anna in his arms and the others also began to take defensive postures.

Amidst the commotion, there was no hesitation in Yata's eyes as he looked forward.

+++++++++++

Munakata took a deep breath and readied his saber.

The fog is thick. The entire intersection was submerged in gray, making it impossible to see even an inch ahead. Every time he slowly moves his feet, the mist clings to Munakata. This mist is Iwafune's eyes and fingers. No matter what happens, his body is in the other person's hands.

At this moment, there was a sudden flash of gunshots.

The difference between the impact of light and bullet is less than a tenth of a second. Munakata responded admirably to a situation that exceeded the limits of human reaction. He moved his neck with minimal movements to avoid the bullet aimed at his forehead. At the same time, he pointed the tip of his saber in the direction of the shot and began running immediately.

"Oops..."

A playful voice sounded and Iwafune's body, which was barely visible through the fog, swayed again. The tip of Munakata's sword simply pierced the fog.

He's been playing that cat and mouse game over and over for a while now.

But that certainly had meaning.

Iwafune must use his ability to distort space, the fog, to dedicate himself completely to Munakata. Although there may seem to be some room for maneuver, it is still a battle between "kings." If they try to devote even the smallest amount of their energy to something else, they might suddenly collapse.

In other words, the current Iwafune did not have the strength to thwart "Homura" and "Hakumaito".

Ironically, as Iwafune said before, Munakata is supposed to play the decoy role.

Suddenly, Munakata laughed softly.

If so, he is fine. The priority above all is to recover the "Slate" and restore order to the world. If that's the case, it doesn't really matter who takes the spear first...

The problem is that Munakata's "Sword of Damocles" is approaching his limits.

If it weren't for the thick fog obscuring his vision, he would have seen two swords there. A gray sword that glimmers and a blue sword that slowly begins to crumble.

When it falls, destruction will come upon them.

Suddenly, he heard Iwafune's voice from an unexpected direction.

"Won't you help him, Zenjo?"

Iwafune called out to him calmly as he loaded his revolver. Zenjo stood behind him, hand on the hilt of his saber, and did not change his stance as a spectator.

"That's not my job."

At Zenjo's response, Iwafune jokingly said...

"Haha. Does that mean your job is to kill the king who loses control like Habari?"

Shrouded in mist, Zenjo's facial expressions could not be seen. Even if he could have seen, Munakata would not have wanted to look. Taking advantage of the momentary gap, Munakata approached Iwafune.

"You can't allow distractions!"

The saber split the mist and approached Iwafune. Iwafune's relaxed smile never fades, and that image never disappears. Iwafune avoided the cut with dance steps and then hit Munakata in the side of the head with the butt of his revolver.

Red blood danced in the gray mist.

Munakata is not afraid. Taking another step, he launched a second and third slash.

Iwafune used fog this time. The saber's trajectory was distorted by the fog and missed Iwafune, who was supposed to be there. Iwafune then slid back, firing multiple shots as he backed away.

The bullet that could not be avoided grazed Munakata's body, spreading blood.

Iwafune, blurred through the fog, sneered at Munakata.

"What are you holding on to, Munakata? You're just being stubborn. The dice are rolled. The world you were trying to protect has already been destroyed."

Although he was bleeding, Munakata responded calmly.

"Yes, I'm being stubborn. It seems I don't like losing to you more than I thought."

"Do you hate me that much?"

"I hate the way you live your life."

Beyond the glowing mist, he could see Iwafune walking. Munakata narrowed his eyes and followed the figure closely.

"If you couldn't protect what you were supposed to protect, you threw everything away and ran away, that's fine. If you can no longer bear the burden of being a King, then you should give up and spend the rest of your life."

Iwafune spoke in a mocking manner.

"Are we supposed to pick up the bones of clansmen and cry in the corners?"

"That would be much better than it is now. What I don't like the most is that even though you broke free, you try to get out again."

Munakata's sharp eyes never let Iwafune escape.

"The world that the "Green King" is trying to create is a world in which the people you once tried to protect are brought to ruin. Not only have you abandoned your ideals, but you are trampling on your former ideals. I hate that so much it makes me want to vomit."

"Kuku.", Iwafune laughed only through his throat.

"Well, if I had to say whether I like you or not, I don't like you either. When I look at you, you remind me of my old self..."

Iwafune's self-deprecating smile disappeared the next moment.

"Even if your sword breaks once, you still don't understand it. Even if you wave your naive ideals, you won't be able to change anything!"

Screaming, Iwafune pulled the trigger in quick succession. There were many flashes of gunshots and a torrent of bullets that could be called random gunshots that attacked Munakata. Under hazy visibility, Munakata dodged the bullets, which were difficult to predict and react to, with minimal movement and tried to move forward.

Iwafune appeared in front of him.

"Guh...!"

When he thought about raising his guard, Iwafune's knee had already sunk into his cheek. In intense pain, Munakata's body was sent flying several meters away. Laughing at Munakata, who fell to the ground after being punched, Iwafune loaded only one bullet into his revolver.

"It's just a difference of opinion. What we're trying to create is a world where the weak are no longer weak. A world where you and I don't have to be killed by stupid monsters."

The muzzle of the gun pointed at the forehead of the fallen Munakata. He could feel the gray supernatural powers gathering around the barrel of the gun.

"If you want to sacrifice yourself so badly for your ideals, I will help you, Munakata. It will be a much better ending than destroying the sword and killing everyone you must protect...!"

Munakata tried to lift his saber. However, he could not put strength into his knees. Gritting his back teeth, Munakata stared into the muzzle of the weapon that would kill him.

"Wait a minute!"

At that moment, he heard a voice from somewhere.

Far away, beyond the fog. A new commotion came from outside the gray world around them. Mixed with the confused voices of the members of the "Jungle" clan, a familiar voice rang out.

"I'm here to see the boss's crisis!"

Domyoji stands out and destroys the enemy formation.

"Domyoji, don't run in alone! Akiyama, Benzai, let's go!"

Kamo, the eldest, led the rest of the group as he admonished them.

"Benzai, don't let your guard down!"

"Hmph, that's it!"

"Let me go first!"

Akiyama and Benzai, the most elite, work together in exquisite cooperation to defeat enemy clan members one after another.

"What?!"

Iwafune's attention was diverted. Beyond that, a group of blue-robed people broke through the wall of mist and burst into the gray world.

Gunshots flashed, the King's shots attacked them. On the other hand, "Scepter 4" developed an almost perfect synchronized defense. By layering and synchronizing the auras developed in a regular hexagon, they exert instant, but almost absolute, defensive power. That shield received the attack of the "Gray King" from the front and managed to block it.

"Captain, please stay safe!"

Awashima said that resolutely, standing in the center of the shield and protecting her "King" with the formation of it.

He was protected by them.

Understanding that as a fact, Munakata suddenly laughed.

"What are you guys doing in a place like this?"

With that, he slowly stood up.

Akiyama, standing next to Awashima, responded in an orderly manner, as if responding to a question from his superior.

"I decided that taking control of the "Jungle" fortress as soon as possible was the mission that needed to be carried out with the highest priority, so we came to support the Captain."

"I didn't ask for anything. Besides, I'm not your Captain anymore..."

"We're not a "Scepter 4" that can't move unless told to."

Kamo said that while his back was turned, and Munakata couldn't help but keep his mouth shut.

Benzai and Domyoji said in unison.

"Isn't the title of the "Fourth Branch of the Family Registration Division of the Tokyo Legal Affairs Bureau" a cover for "Scepter 4" after all?"

"That's right. It's just a formality."

"At all times, the Captain's cause is with us. We are the clansmen of the "Blue King" Reisi Munakata."

Hearing Awashima's words, the members of the "Special Task Force" nodded in unison. They keep their eyes on the enormous enemy before them, the "Gray King", but their fighting spirit does not waver in the slightest. Perfectly balanced, it seemed to be the embodiment of "order".

The title he thought he had discarded came back to him for a moment. As head of "Scepter 4", Munakata asked.

"What are the countermeasures against confusion in the city?"

"Currently, we are mobilizing the entire "Scepter 4" force to quell the unrest and rescue civilians. We are prepared to prevent further confusion from spreading."

Even if Munakata was still in the position of boss, he would probably have made the same decision. Deal with the situation and heal it at the same time, and try to end the situation as soon as possible. They are acting correctly based on their own will and intelligence.

Awashima looked over his shoulder and said with a calm smile.

"Give us your orders, Captain."

Munakata breathed in and out.

He felt as if something warm dwelt in his heart. Every time it beats, it pumps some kind of power along with blood throughout his body. It's probably a type of energy called passion. As someone who rules "order", it was an unexpected reaction.

Munakata declared loudly, hiding his passion behind a mask of calm.

"We, "Scepter 4", fulfill our duty as swordsmen. We will not allow disorder in this land, nor violence in this world. We will disperse the fog that tries to cover our boundaries. All members, draw your swords!"

"Akiyama, ready."

"Benzai, ready!"

"Kamo, ready!"

"Domyoji, ready!"

"Enomoto, ready!"

"Fuse, ready!"

"Goto, ready!"

"Hidaka, ready!"

"Awashima, ready!"

The clansmen drew their swords one after another, carefully pointing the tips at Iwafune while spreading their swords from side to side as if spreading their wings. They worked together so perfectly that they seemed like a single living being.

Iwafune, on the other hand, is alone. The fog is controlled by the deployed clan members, and on the contrary, the "Jungle" clan members are fleeing. It was exactly the image of a lonely "king" abandoned in the castle he was supposed to protect.

Still, Iwafune showed a mocking smile.

"This is the Blue Clan's code of honor? Ha, it's beautiful. But really, it's not supposed to be that beautiful, right?"

He slowly raised his gun and pointed it at Munakata, who was stationed in the center.

Fog gathered at the muzzle of the gun. Concentrating on one point, not for defense, but for attack. The clan members were visibly nervous. They managed to block it before, but they don't know what will happen next. That bullet could hit their King.

In the midst of that, Munakata stepped forward.

"You said the world I was trying to protect was destroyed."

"Eh...?"

"Maybe so. Extraordinary powers have been unleashed upon the world, and the world has changed decisively. No matter what we do, we will not be able to return to the world before the "Slate" awakened. But..."

Munakata said quietly and pushed up his glasses.

"Even if the world is broken, we will establish a new "order" within that broken world. That is my way of living."

Iwafune's face contorted with sadness.

"You are a person who fled from the tragedy in front of you. You are literally running back and forth, casting a fog over your vision, making what you should see vague. Hisui Nagare is already dead and you are only helping to create a paradise for the dead."

"As if I didn't know!"

Iwafune roared.

A gray mist spiraled toward the muzzle of the revolver. A dense gray aura that distorted the surrounding space gathered at one point, and the moment Iwafune pulled the trigger, it turned into a magic bullet and was released.

It was not Munakata who received the gray magic bullet that contained ideals, setbacks, despair and the regrets of hundreds of thousands of people who were left scattered without knowing the meaning.

The clan members he trusts: Akiyama Himori, Benzai Yujiro, Kamo Ryuho, Domyoji Andy, Enomoto Tatsuya, Fuse Daiki, Goto Ren, Hidaka Akira, Awashima Seri, etc. A supernatural field that developed at the same moment stopped the bullet.

The two supernatural powers came into contact, dispersing an intense spark of light. The clansmen gritted their teeth and endured the blow of the "King", which contained the ultimate power. It may have been as unreasonable and reckless as moving a mountain with human hands.

However, God's will only appear when a person's will be at its peak.

Munakata saw it. A member of the clan who fights against the "King". The strong will of people trying to face the absolute power difference with a single ray of hope and absolute confidence.

Munakata's saber flashed.

The magic bullet, which had been stopped by the supernatural shield, shattered into pieces with that single flash. With that momentum, the slash dispersed a gray mist, shattered the revolver he was holding, and sliced Iwafune's shoulder as his eyes widened in shock.

"Ah...!"

Iwafune fell on his back, his cassock soaked in blood.

The fog surrounding the intersection disappeared in an instant. It was as if the blow of the "Blue King" had opened the world. After the stagnant fog dissipated, a blue sky without a single cloud spread out.

Munakata looked at him and muttered as usual.

"We will advance with our sword in hand, for our cause is pure."

+++++++++++

Awashima held his breath and stared at the scene.

In front of her clear vision, the "Gray King" lay on the asphalt. Lying in a pool of dark blood, Iwafune pursed his lips ironically.

"Uh... I can't believe you won..."

His point of view was not towards Munakata, but towards the sky. He was staring at the two “King” swords floating there. The "Sword of Damocles".

"It's okay, Aonisai. Just try to stick to your will and ideals..."

Saying that, Iwafune gently closed his eyes.

At the same time, the gray "Sword of Damocles" floating in the sky disappeared. Awashima ran to Iwafune and checked to see if he was breathing.

Although weak, Iwafune was still alive. She assumed he simply passed out. Awashima looked at Munakata and said quickly.

"Captain. Let me give you some attention!"

"Forward."

Several clan members gathered around Iwafune and began to administer first aid efficiently. It's not just for humanitarian reasons. If the "Gray King" dies here, Munakata will have to bear the burden of killing the king. That was supposed to be a fatal damage to him now.

At this moment, a scream-like voice was heard from the surrounding area.

"The Ranker has been defeated! The "Blue King" is safe!"

"Oh, the guys in blue even showed up?! Shit, what are the rest of them doing?!"

"Oh, you're running away! Your precious points will be confiscated!"

The "Jungle" clan members who were blocking the intersection lost their calculations and fled. If they had started a chase, they could have captured more than a dozen people, but none of the "Scepter 4" personnel moved. There was something more important than that at that moment.

Of the two most feared enemies, the "Gray King" has been defeated. Of course, if they eliminate the "Green King", although the Rankers are a formidable enemy, the course of the battle will probably be decided.

"Scepter 4", who was delighted with the victory, waited for the next order from him. If Munakata gives the order, everyone will run to "Jungle's" hideout.

At that moment, Awashima noticed something strange.

Munakata remains still. He has remained in the same posture since he defeated Iwafune, not moving in the slightest.

Blue sparks began to dance all over his body.

When she couldn't help but look at the sky, the "Sword of Damocles" was still floating there. The cracks on the royal sword made of blue crystals visibly spread and the separated energy chunks disappear as if melting.

"Captain! You must make your Sanctum disappear immediately!"

Munakata looked over his shoulder at Awashima and suddenly smiled.

"I already did it. But it seems that it will no longer disappear by my will..."

"......"

The "Sword of Damocles" that appears when the "King" exerts all his power consumes an enormous amount of energy just by existing.

He can't erase it. In other words, Munakata is currently in a state of overdrive. Like the "Red King" who was once defeated by the sword, he can no longer control his own power.

What awaits them next is the worst-case scenario, an "burst of royal power".

At this moment, the figure of a man appeared at the edge of Awashima's vision.

The shadow of Gouki Zenjo with only one arm, carrying a huge saber.

Before she could think of anything, a voice came from Awashima's throat.

"Everyone, stay away! You too, Zenjo-san!"

Zenjo stood still, taking only one step.

His gaze is forever transparent. Like an old wolf, Zenjo's gaze towards that question, seeing Awashima's innermost thoughts.

He wondered if she could do it.

Awashima grabbed her saber tightly.

Many "kings" are gathered there. A "Damocles Down" is a catalyst for the destruction of others. If the Sword of Munakata fell, the damage would expand exponentially, and not only Japan but also East Asia could become a gigantic hole.

It's not even hundreds of thousands. Billions of human lives depend on a single decision.

Awashima thought about this for a moment and declared decisively.

"I am this person's assistant. If necessary... I will be there."

She unsheathed her saber and readied it.

Munakata's back still didn't move in the slightest.

To prevent the tip from shaking, Awashima pressed the hilt of her saber even harder.

+++++++++++

Anna closed her eyes and concentrated.

The supernatural network formed by the marbles imbued with her supernatural powers forms a structure similar to a kind of neuronal synapse. Each marble was Anna's eyes and ears and served as a communication network between its owners.

At that moment, numerous scenes unfolded in Anna's obscured field of vision.

"I'm Akagi, B2 on standby, okay!"

"Here Bando, B3 on standby, okay!"

"I'm Chitose, B4 on standby, OK!"

The key points up to the fourth floor of the basement have been controlled and Akagi, Bando and Chitose are in their respective positions. Those lying at his feet were the members of the "Jungle" clan, and the members of "Homura", in addition to the main members, also seemed to be still fighting.

"I'm Dewa, B5 on standby, OK!"

"This is Eric, B6 on standby, OK!"

"This is Fujishima, B7 on standby, OK!"

Images and sounds were then transmitted from the seventh underground floor. They were still in combat, but seemed to have reached a position. The plan is progressing without problems.

When she silently opened her eyes, Kamamoto was standing next to her, muttering to himself.

"Thanks to the "Blue King" suppressing the top, it seems to be quite possible."

Anna blinked and looked up. When she saw the "Sword of Damocles" floating in the square of blue sky, her face clouded with sadness.

Anna, who is the "Red Queen" and has an extraordinary ability to sense things, she could see that clearly. The sword of the "Blue King" was cracked and damaged to the point that it seemed like it was about to break at any moment.

Soon, that sword will fall. The moment that tip hits the ground, everyone will be trapped. Munakata, Anna, and Hisui Nagare may be safe only with shrines that have the "unchangeable" attribute, but everything else will disappear like garbage.

The sooner that plan can be carried out, the sooner the destruction will be further away. Anna closed her eyes again and focused her attention deeper.

"Also, Izumo and Misaki..."

+++++++++++

Izumo Kusanagi was running in the dark.

It was probably his strategy that there was not a single light on in the long hallway. As far as he knew from the map beforehand, that passage led to the core of the enemy's hideout and was a key point that could be called a death line for them. Gunshots flashed from beyond the pitch darkness, aiming at Kusanagi as he ran.

"Here we go, Kusanagi!"

"I'll kill you right here!"

Thanks to the "Jungle" mask, they were able to accurately target Kusanagi even in the dark. Goggles with built-in night vision function can ensure unilateral visibility, but...

Despite the hail of bullets, Kusanagi still managed to smile.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry. Please let me in!"

Kusanagi shot multiple fireballs from the Zippo he was holding while he dodged by jumping left and right. The fireball landed where the flash had flashed, dispersing explosive flames. Several members of the "Jungle" clan turned into balls of fire, screaming and rolling, and other members of the clan, their eyes burned by the sudden light of the flames, crouched down holding their faces.

Kusanagi's long legs knocked down the remaining clan members who had been incapacitated. After confirming that nothing was moving, Kusanagi raised his voice.

"Sorry, I'm late! Kusanagi, B8 on standby, OK!"

He then he looked back.

There are the three members of "Hakumaito" who are the key to the plan. Kusanagi was a dispatch and was responsible for transporting them there.

Kusanagi raised the marble slightly and said.

"Well, that's it for me. I can't take you any further from here, but good luck, Shiro-san."

Shiro nodded and looked at Kusanagi with serious eyes.

"Yes. Thank you very much, Kusanagi-san."

"Thank you for the cooperation of the Red Clan."

"See you later, Sunglasses! Make me more pancakes!"

Kusanagi suddenly laughed. He remembered Neko whose mouth was sticky with maple syrup and Anna carefully wiping it away.

To see that ordinary scene again.

"Yes, Neko-chan. When this is over, I will make you a tower of pancakes."

With that, Kusanagi pulled out a flame whip from his Zippo and knocked down the "Jungle" clan members who were trying to come out from below.

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There are two frustrating facts.

One is that no matter what happens, he will never be able to defeat Sukuna Gojou. "Jungle" members differ from other clans in that they concentrate their power in the executive ranks. In addition to his original sense, Sukuna possesses exceptional fighting power due to his extraordinary abilities.

Sukuna, with a dazzling smile on his face, jumped up and swung his scythe.

"Go dead!"

Fushimi quickly backed away and dodged the blow, which was aimed precisely at the back of the head. The sound of electromagnetic electricity burning the air immediately touched his ears. The fear of death momentarily crossed his mind and he began to neglect his steps. He made a mistake when landing and fell.

Sukuna carried a scythe on his shoulder and laughed at Fushimi's misfortune.

"Hahaha! That's it. You have to earn experience points before challenging the final dungeon. I can't let you return to the save point now!"

Fushimi half lifted his body and looked at Sukuna.

"Shut up, gamer boy... Pressing the off button won't save you, when it comes down to it..."

Sukuna's eyes narrowed. Contrary to his relaxed demeanor, he doesn't feel like he has the slightest chance. Fushimi exclaimed, holding his tongue.

"There is a time when we have to fight at a level where we cannot win at all!"

At the same time, he turned his body and threw the throwing knife that he had hidden in his hand at Sukuna...

The knife ricocheted and cut Fushimi's thigh.

"Gah!"

Sukuna, who wielded the scythe with ease and rested it on his shoulder again, huffed in exasperation.

"Is that it? No matter how hard you try, I don't think you can change this reality."

As he held back the intense pain, Fushimi clicked his tongue and said:

"I guess I've started lecturing the kids about reality... It's a totally annoying reality... It's not worth the salary with these dangerous living conditions, this... Really, why am I doing this kind of work? I..."

Back then, when Munakata told him about this mission, he might have refused.

This mission was very dangerous. Leave "Scepter 4" and infiltrate the enemy, and if the situation arises, work from within. No one would trust Fushimi, who was originally an enemy, and if Hisui Nagare could find a connection with "Scepter 4", he would definitely have gotten rid of him.

Carefully, but definitely. Even if you do your best, in the end, at the time of crafting, they will catch your tail. It was an almost suicidal strategy, based on self-sacrifice.

However, why did he accept it?

That's another frustrating fact.

"Then it's almost game over."

Sukuna wielded his scythe. Fushimi's face distorted as he looked at the green electromagnetic blade.

(There's no way he's coming.)

Unable to move, in his final moments, Fushimi murmured something into his mouth.

"Saruhiko!"

He heard that voice.

Fushimi looked up and searched for the owner of the voice. The voice echoed in the underground space and he didn't know where it came from. However, Fushimi knew exactly who he was.

"Misaki..."

"Where are you, Saruhiko?"

Although he couldn't see it, he could clearly imagine his face. With a mix of anger and impatience on his face, he searched everywhere while he raced on his skateboard. Fushimi let out a small laugh as he imagined that.

"Hey... that idiot... seriously... he chased me here..."

+++++++++++

There are two frustrating facts.

One, of course, is against Saruhiko Fushimi. Although he knew that this was the place where he would definitely die, and although he knew that he would be stigmatized as a traitor, he went alone without telling anyone. That was so infuriating that he couldn't forgive him.

"Saruhiko!"

Yata was running freely underground while shouting the idiot's name. There was no way the "Jungle" clansmen defending the area would miss that, and they positioned their huge weapons towards Yata. However, Yata didn't notice either. Overcome with anger, he twisted his face and spat.

"Idiot, you're trying to be cool on your own! If you die without telling me, I won't forgive you!"

The Green Clan members fired rockets all at once. A direct hit would have been an exploding bullet that would have killed him instantly. However, Yata crouched and jumped, becoming semi-conscious. Several explosions went off behind him and the shock waves knocked Yata back, but even these were not enough to catch Yata's attention.

It is another type of anger that is directed towards oneself.

Why didn't he think more carefully about the words Fushimi threw at him that dawn? Follow me, Fushimi said. In that case, he should have pursued him with all his might.

If he can't reach Fushimi, he will be scarred for life.

Gritting his teeth so hard that he made a sound, Yata desperately looked around him.

He understood it.

On the other side of the wall that had collapsed due to the caster's attack, was Fushimi lying on the ground and Sukuna wielding a scythe.

"Saru!"

At that moment, Yata became a creature whose only goal was to move forward. The skateboard wheels roared, turning into a ring of fire and generating explosive acceleration. He swung the staff wildly and bounced off the scythe that had been lowered toward him.

As he continued passing, Yata made a U-turn and crashed into Sukuna again. Sukuna didn't seem afraid; in fact, he was even smiling as he screamed.

"So you're changing players? I don't really care about this, come on!"

The rod and the scythe intertwined again. Red and green, a two-color supernatural ability exploded, dyeing the field of vision with mottled colors.

"......!"

Yata's face was distorted and he was barely able to block Sukuna's attack with the staff he held with only one hand. His muscles swelled to the point of bursting and he felt like his wrist was about to break. Still, he couldn't use both hands because his left hand was extended on the ground.

His hand grabbed the back of Fushimi's neck.

The skateboard accelerated again, forcing the two to leave the scene. Sukuna, who was left alone, let out an angry roar.

"Damn it! You're not going to escape!"

Yata didn't even look back. Feeling a tingle of killing intent on his back, he put all of his supernatural powers into the skateboard and accelerated it repeatedly. Fushimi, who was carried on his shoulder, was as limp as a corpse. Yata shouted, feeling something cold run down his back.

"Saruhiko! Are you alive?!"

Fushimi didn't respond.

Yata's next breath was shaky. He called again and again.

"Hey...! Saru!"

"You're late..."

Although his voice was dry and weak, Fushimi responded with certainty.

"And you call yourself the vanguard of your clan? It makes me laugh..."

"Shut up...!"

Yata looked ahead, almost reacting as usual to the same hate speech.

The skateboard was sliding through the underground passage. For a while, only the sound of wheels turning echoed between them. Perhaps because he had been searching so frantically, Yata didn't even know where he was. However, he muttered...

"Why did you not tell me?"

Fushimi laughed lightly at that question.

"There's no way I'm going to tell you about a top-secret mission, idiot. You should figure it out."

"There's no way I can tell from that! Why have you always been like this? That's right, I'm an idiot. That's why I won't understand unless you talk to me properly."

"Would you have understood if I had told you?"

"Say it in a way I understand. Just say it until I understand. If you had died without me being able to hear anything... I would have always thought you were a traitor!"

After a moment of silence, Fushimi looked up.

"I am a traitor."

Yata, who was only looking forward, couldn't tell what kind of expression Fushimi was making. Still, Yata shook his head vigorously.

"That's not true! Just as I would risk my life for Mikoto-san and Anna, you did all this for the "Blue King"... That means that, for you, the "Blue King" has been your King all this time!''

"......"

Yata took a deep breath and spoke clearly.

"I... think Saruhiko Fushimi from "Scepter 4" is amazing."

Fushimi stirred slightly. He doesn't know if he laughed or was surprised. Either one was fine. Whether his words were true or not was beyond Yata's consideration.

He only said what he feels and what he thinks.

At that moment, Yata suddenly felt something strange under his feet.

He controlled the skateboard and turn using what can only be described as intuition. Almost at the same time, the ground in front of him was cut into a cross shape and a small figure jumped out from within.

"Haha!"

Sukuna turned the scythe on him while making an amused voice. Yata clicked his tongue as he placed Fushimi's still limp body on his skateboard and kicked towards Sukuna.

The rod almost blocked the tip of the scythe as it descended.

Still maintaining the momentum of the shot, Sukuna smiled as he carried the scythe and spun as if dancing.

"Saruhiko is on the verge of death. You are about to reach the yellow indicator. What should we do?"

Yata readied his staff and turned to Sukuna. He was angry at the brat in front of him who treated life and death like a game.

"If you want to play that kind of game, do it with other people besides us. Hey, do you have any friends to play with?"

Suddenly, the smile disappeared from Sukuna's mouth.

An intense light shone in his eyes as he slowly approached, twirling his scythe.

"I've always played alone. It's 100 times better to be alone than to be held down by a weaker person. I can do it alone."

Killing intent filled Sukuna's body. Yata looked at him in silence.

"The only interesting person is Nagare. So anyone who gets in his way... I'll crush him!"

Screaming, Sukuna kicked the ground.

From left to right. It was an extremely fast movement that left an afterimage in his field of vision. For a moment, Yata completely lost sight of Sukuna. A cold premonition of death ran through his neck.

"Misaki!"

The knife was thrown in a straight line and accurately hit Sukuna's body.

"Damn!"

Sukuna had to use the scythe that was supposed to decapitate Yata as a defense against the knife. He bounced, spin in the air and land. Yata, who narrowly escaped death, muttered as he pointed the tip of his staff at Sukuna again.

"So "Jungle" was your escape. You look like us in the past. But... go home."

Sukuna's face contorted in anger and irritation.

"How bossy! Even if you two get together, I'm stronger than you!"

Sukuna began to move at high speed again. A bright green electromagnetic blade left a trail like a meteor and cut its way into the underground darkness.

Yata's eyes can't catch it. He would have just stood there like a stick, waiting to be cut down.

If he was the only one, it would have happened.

"Assume that again!"

As if in response to Yata's voice, multiple knives were thrown from behind.

The knife was thrown directly, grazing his side, shoulder and ear, and he was covered in a blue glow. Without missing a beat, it passed through the green beam and stopped its movement. As Sukuna's eyes widened in shock, Yata rushed forward.

The tip of the stick pierced Sukuna's abdomen.

"......!"

In silent agony, Sukuna's small body was sent flying and fell to the ground. As he coughed violently, Sukuna looked at Yata and Fushimi with the gaze of a demon.

Yata said with a slight smile as he held the staff.

"It's like old times, fighting hand to hand with you."

Fushimi said hoarsely as he stood up.

"...It's not the same as it was back then."

"That's right... it's not the same."

Suddenly laughing, Yata held his staff elegantly and declared happily.

"Misaki Yata, member of the Red Clan, and..."

There was a pause of a few seconds after he took a firm stance. Sukuna, who was half sitting on the ground, looked at Yata as if he didn't understand what he was saying.

Yata instinctively looked at Fushimi and shouted.

"Say it! Say it!"

Fushimi clicked his tongue and said with a voice that sounded like he really hated it.

"...The member of the Blue Clan, Saruhiko Fushimi."

Still, Yata was satisfied. They shouted in unison and at the same time.

"We will be your opponents!"

"This...!"

Sukuna's frustration seemed to have reached its peak. He used only the springs of his body to rise and attack while he swung his scythe.

"Older generations can't be cool!"

Yata held his staff horizontally and blocked the blow. At the same time, Sukuna's toe flew towards him and he twisted his neck to avoid it.

"This is work. And I can't waste time playing with a child!"

As Fushimi screamed, more knives flew. Sukuna clicked his tongue and swung his scythe, knocking down all the knives. He continued to kick the ground and tried to distance himself from Yata.

Yata won't allow that. He ran out himself and began to close the distance with Sukuna. Passing by the scythe that was being wielded in confusion, the protruding staff bit into Sukuna's stomach.

"Grr...!"

"What's the problem? You're slowing down!"

Sukuna gritted his teeth and swung the sickle wildly at him. The room for maneuver he had before was nowhere to be found. Anger, impatience, humiliation, and fear of defeat enveloped Sukuna's body, making him wither. Sukuna was now forced into a defensive stance.

(We can win!)

Yata muttered that to himself as he calmly inserted the rod. The current Saruhiko and Yaka can defeat that guy. Although red and blue were different colors, they were able to recognize that they were members of a clan fighting for their "King."

With that thought in mind, just as he was about to take another step, the support from behind suddenly stopped.

"What?!"

When he turned around, he saw Fushimi crouching down. The knife he dropped lay at his feet. The damage Sukuna inflicted on him earlier was eating away at his body.

Sukuna did not waste that momentary opportunity. He crouched down and quickly walked past Yata, turning on his electromagnetic sickle and attempting to cut off Fushimi's head.

"If you're going to die, get off the stage!"

"Saruhiko!"

Yata threw his staff and tried his best to stop Sukuna. He couldn't let Fushimi fall there. If that were the case, it wouldn't make sense to throw everything away and go this far.

But...

(I can't make it on time!)

Yata's face distorted at Sukuna's demon-like speed. A shiver ran down his spine as he imagined Sukuna's sickle piercing Fushimi's throat...

Sukuna stopped moving.

"What...?!"

Fushimi's knife was stuck in his shoulder.

"...Ha. Did you let your guard down?"

Pretending that he was running out of energy... no, he was probably running out of energy. However, with the last of his strength, Fushimi sent the hidden knife flying. He hit Sukuna smoothly, imprinting his movements on the spot.

If Fushimi had been alone, it would have been nothing more than a struggle. He is not a Sukuna who will stop when a knife is stuck in him. He should have been beheaded just like that.

But every second the knife gained had infinite value.

"Uraaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Yata's fist hit Sukuna's cheekbone. A powerful punch using the red supernatural power sent Sukuna's small body flying like a piece of paper. Flying through the air as he spun, Sukuna was sucked into the hole he had made in the ground.

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He dragged his body closer to the hole.

Not only had he run out of knives, but he also ran out of strength to throw them. His physical strength and supernatural abilities are empty, and if Sukuna returns, there will be nothing Fushimi can do.

Still, Fushimi stood next to Yata and looked towards the bottom of the hole.

The darkness was so deep that he couldn't even hear Sukuna's voice, let alone see him.

Either he died or fell into an abyss of no return. Either one was fine. For now, the threat has disappeared.

Taking a deep breath, Fushimi spoke in an exhausted voice.

"...Go home, huh? You're being very bossy and lecturing a child. Are you an adult?"

Yata crouched on the spot and looked at Fushimi with a bitter expression on his face.

"You're loud. I don't know if I'm an adult or not, but I'm not a child anymore."

Fushimi laughed lightly. That's how it is. He has never heard of a child risking his life because he is too busy with work.

At this moment, a muffled voice rang out from where Yata was sitting.

"Yata-san...! Yata-san! Can you hear me? Where are you now?!"

Yata took out a red marble from his pocket and responded.

"Hey, Kamamoto. Saruhiko is safe. It's not like we're safe, though."

"I see! Anna, Fushimi is safe! Please hurry up, Yata-san, it won't be completed unless you go to your floor!"

"...Ah. I understand."

Then, Yata looked at Fushimi.

"Hmph.", he huffed. He didn't want to help or be a burden. Without making eye contact, Fushimi said:

"Go. Don't count me in on this. As expected, it's unpaid overtime."

"But you..."

Yata must be aware that Fushimi's power is running out. Those words that seemed loving, but are now unpopular. Fushimi looked at Yata.

"What is the most important?"

After a short pause, Yata answered clearly.

"...It's Anna."

"Then go quickly. You do your job. I can escape on my own."

Yata pursed his lips, turned on his heel and started walking.

Fushimi called from behind.

"Misaki."

After Yata turned around and stuttered for a moment, Fushimi muttered:

"...I'll think of a way to speak so that even idiots can understand."

As expected, Yata was an idiot and it took him several seconds to absorb the meaning of his words.

A smile slowly appeared on his face. A carefree smile like the one he used to have when he called Fushimi a friend. With that stupid look on his face, Yata clenched his fists.

"Hey! Let's talk later!"

Fushimi waved his hand as if to throw him out. Yata turned his back on him again and rode the skateboard away from him.

After his back disappeared into the depths of the hallway, Fushimi lowered his head in shock.

Even when he searched his pockets, he still couldn't find a single dark weapon.

"I used all my knives, huh..."

Just when he thought he should retrieve the knife that Sukuna had knocked down, he heard multiple footsteps.

"There he is! Here he is!"

"Don't let the intruder escape!"

The members of "Jungle". If they are defending their base of operations, they must be at least a U-Rank. It may not be the case in normal times, but now Fushimi is not an opponent who can resist. He knew that if he didn't hide quickly, they would certainly attack him.

Still, his body did not move.

Far from hiding, he couldn't move a single finger. It seems like he was more tired than he thought. Fushimi took a deep breath and whispered to himself.

"He is simple, stupid, he doesn't think, and although he doesn't understand anything... sometimes he suddenly comes up with a 100-point answer..."

He himself wondered why he accepted that job. It is a truly suicidal act to infiltrate the enemy's pockets alone, and if an emergency arises, even if it means sacrificing himself, it will benefit "Scepter 4". He didn't have that much loyalty towards Munakata or "Scepter 4". It's not like he lives in a flower garden where he would sacrifice his life for something like "order."

So why is he trying to risk his life here and now?

(That means that, for you, the "Blue King" has been your King this entire time!)

Remembering Yata's words, Fushimi looked up at the sky.

"Well, I'm risking my life, although it's not worth it..."

"Jungle". The clansmen camped in the distance. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the muzzle of a gun pointed at him. Still, Fushimi did not react and silently tried to close his eyes.

A head appeared on the ground beneath his feet.

Fushimi stiffened and widened his eyes.

It was Hirasaka. When she reached his shoulders, she reached out and grabbed Fushimi's ankles. Hirasaka gave the bare minimum of explanation to Fushimi, who blinked repeatedly.

"An escape route has been secured."

"...I don't remember asking for your help."

"The compensation has already been paid by your boss."

Fushimi suddenly let out a laugh at the simple and clear answer, and then was dragged into the darkness below.

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Kuro, Shiro and Neko run through the darkness of the depths of the earth.

The impact and sounds of battle that echoed from above were proof that "Homura" was clearing the way for them. They believed in them, "Hakumaito" and in the unwavering support of the "Silver King". To respond to that demand, they must take positions as quickly as possible.

Even if they didn't put it into words, it was a feeling that the three of them had in common. As if breaking through the darkness, their running speed increased even more.

Suddenly, their field of vision opened.

"It's here?"

Everyone stopped and looked around cautiously.

It was a space filled with white light, in contrast to the dark path they had just passed. The high ceilings are supported by glass walls and concrete reinforcements.

A cheerful voice echoed from the catwalk near the ceiling.

"White teeth are the key to illuminating the depths of the earth."

He remembered that voice and also that phrase.

The man, Mishakuji Yukari, who was sitting elegantly on the catwalk, smiled lightly at Kuro and the others, and then landed on the ground.

"You understand, right? I won't let you go any further than this. I will do everything in my power to prevent it."

Of course, Kuro knew that.

"Rurururururu... Shhh!"

Neko made a threatening sound like a cat. With that in mind, Kuro stepped forward.

"Mishakuji Yukari, this match will be one on one."

"Kuro...?!"

Looking back at the confused Shiro, Kuro said in a calm tone:

"You guys keep going. I have to defeat this person by myself. I just want you to listen to my selfishness."

Yes. That's selfish.

Siblings. A man who pointed his sword towards Miwa. Through countless practices and various meetings, Kuro has never been able to defeat Mishakuji. He is the strongest swordsman, far surpassing himself, both in flower and fruit. That's Mishakuji Yukari.

He wanted to beat that man.

It is never a good cause. It could simply be Kuro's wish.

But... if he doesn't do that, Kuro won't be able to advance at all from now on.

Shiro's confusion quickly turned into a helpless smile.

"This is the first time I've heard you say something selfish."

"I'm sorry."

"Fine. But in exchange, you must win properly and return."

In response, a smile appeared on Kuro's lips.

"Yes."

"That spirit is good, but..."

As if he was going to pour some water on him, Mishakuji brought out "Ayamachi".

"Kuro-chan. If you don't defeat me, I will immediately chase after your "King", do you understand?"

Kuro faced Mishakuji and silently held "Kotowari".

Defeating Mishakuji means protecting his "King". With that firmly etched in his heart, Kuro inhaled and exhaled silently.

Two disciples of the Miwa Meishin style. They simply exchanged clear glances, mirroring each other's images on the other side of the point.

#k #k project #k stories #reisi munakata #homra #yata misaki #scepter 4 #fushimi saruhiko #silver clan #neko #isana yashiro #yatogami kuro #kushina anna #izumo kusanagi #kamamoto rikyo #seri awashima #zenjo gouki #jungle #sukuna gojo #mishakuji yukari #nagare hisui #iwafune tenkei #sarumi

[ridiasfangirlings]

Scepter four but instead of cars they ride buffalos. So now Saruhiko has the opportunity to terrorize Yata by chasing him with the animal. Also, Munakata taking some extra care with his own buffalo.

I want there to be absolutely no explanation for this. Not where they got the buffalo from, not why they ride them, not where they keep the buffalo when not in use, Scepter 4 just has buffalos and that’s how it is (also in my head these are absolutely big fluffy American buffalos/bison, which makes the ‘where did you get these’ question even more pertinent. In completely unrelated news, Munakata has a lifetime ban from ever visiting Yellowstone National Park). Imagine Fushimi’s face when Munakata first proudly shows him his newly acquired buffalo friend, who Fushimi is welcome to name and will be riding around on and taking care of. Fushimi definitely complains heavily about this one, because buffalo are stinky and furry and no way is he ever cleaning out a gross stable. He probably only rides his when there’s an actual mission that the whole force has to be in on, otherwise he leaves his at the stable. And since they have buffalo instead of vans please imagine Fushimi with a laptop perched on top of a buffalo doing support work, with Enomoto and the other members perched on their own buffalo with their own computers. 

Fushimi does learn to appreciate his buffalo eventually though, I bet it’s constantly nosing him and knocking him down because it loves him so much. Munakata praises Fushimi for being so close to his buffalo and even offers buffalo care tips, you just know Munakata’s buffalo even sparkles it’s so well cared for. Fushimi can’t help but get a disgusted look every time Munakata shows up on his buffalo, both of them shining with the aura of the purest of morals. What really gets Fushimi to warm up to his buffalo though is the first time he runs into Yata while riding it, initially Yata just starts laughing because Saruhiko you look ridiculous what even is that thing. Yata quickly learns that an angry buffalo can be extremely terrifying and also very protective of its rider. Fushimi just sits there and grins as his buffalo like chases Yata up a tree, all the buffalo isn't so ridiculous now is it Misaki.

#k project #Talking K #I love AUs that are just everything is normal except S4 are even weirder than usual #imagine there is no explanation at all for it #they just have buffalo #why not horses at least #but no Munakata insists on buffalo #they're his special interest

[sapphirerozu]

United Brainstorm Part 1

As you can guess, different color represent different aspect in Fushimi Saruhiko and what they hold the most important for. Red is emotion, located in heart, deals with love, care, but also hate and rage.

Blue is ambition, located in brain, deals with pride, desire to get accomplishment, and responsibility

Green is self defense, he's cunning, manipulative, and because of Fushimi's past is overly decisive but his priority is Fushimi's safety of all things. that's why when they're still as one entity, Green is protective toward other persona but when they got separated Green's instinct doesn't identify other persona as things that needs to protect.

anyway as you can see each of them has different things to hold for as the most important aspect. Red is his connection with others, Blue is his reputation and desire to accomplishment, Green is safety, etc

So with Green as of now due to the separation right now he only cares for his own safety?

Yes, that's why my title is united

By breaking did you mean when those aspects became less forward in complete Fushimi's life/personality?

Like Red Saru breaking when he "betrayed" Misaki?

 You can say it like that, personally I describe breaking as "the persona had to let go their most important aspect"

Red is breaking because when he was in Red clan he just can't make connection with other Homra and his connection with Yata is getting farther and farther. He's gradually breaking so the personas collectively chose to betray Yata so they can make other connection with different clan that suits Fushimi (Scepter 4). Also they also regain strong bond with Yata, albeit hate bond, something that Red can accept

anyway, for Blue, the thing he hold most important is pride and desire for accomplishment. He was horribly breaking when Niki, the person whom he admired break his anthill. In middle school you can also see Fushimi has no sense of pride like he was okay to be beaten, and he doesn't care to do well in school

As for Green, he was breaking when other persona collectively agree to accept suicide mission, and deep down he realized that's what Fushimi wants and to see his important people get harmed when he was unable to do anything is more harmful for Fushimi

that's why Green said that he can understand Fushimi's choice when they were united and see other personas as things need to protect, but when he got separated like that with only survive instinct left, he can't understand both Red and Blue

Basically they all care for each other/normal fushimi but they all kind of go about it in different ways based on their different characteristics that make up the full fushimi?

But now they are separate and not counter balanced??

exactly. This is spoiler but there are one other persona named White (I am not sure to call him White or Silver) and he's the key to make them unified. He's now in Silver clan, and Hisui knows it that's why he sent Yukari to Shiro's place

Just like Silver aura nature, he's... floaty and passive. He's the Observation, Curiosity, and Impulse Action.

So should I kinda see Silver Saru as the Base for Saru's personality and then the other colored versions of him being...fragments (characteristics) of him created at different points in his life that all add up to normal Fushimi?

You are not wrong but as Anna said, "they all true Fushimi Saruhiko" so in concept there are no most important persona because they're equal

#submission #fushimi saruhiko #yata misaki

[sweetsforhikari]

A3! Comfort Characters 💞

Recently found out about comfort characters and realised how much I need them to take my mind off unsettling issues.

I haven't been feeling well lately, having no appetite whatsoever and finding eating my meals a chore. I'm not the type who lives to eat, but this condition just acts as a warning for myself that my mental and physical state are clashing and suffering. At least I used to enjoy eating sweets, now I don't feel the slightest desire to reach out to my cookie jar at all.

Thought of some scenarios with my comfort characters to hopefully motivate me to eat properly, starting out with the resident mama as you might have guessed. Fingers crossed, this would help.🤞🏻

🍁 Omi Fushimi

He has a signature knock so you can immediately recognise him from the others in Mankai who took their time, attempting to reach out to you.

Not like you won't hear him calling out for you over your bedroom door, announcing the menu for the day.

He makes it his mission to entice you to eat by making a twist of your favorite food, creating a more intense waft of mouthwatering aroma in the process.

He always delivers food to your room. Placing a full course meal on a tray, he opens the door upon your permission, only entering to drop the tray by your bedside. Naming each of the dishes and listing down what ingredients he put and the cooking techniques he opt to use, noting how that's the way you preferred them to be cooked.

As you take a small bite, he sighs in relief. Patting your head and smiling, he watches over you until you decide that you've eaten enough.

He makes it a point to keep asking whether the food was delicious and what would you like for your next meal.

After witnessing his efforts for quite some time, you finally decide to get out of your room and properly have meals on the dining table with everyone.

A single drop of tear escapes from his eye. As he quickly wipes it, he put on his signature wide grin and welcomes you, "Glad you're here to join us. I'll whip up a feast right away, so just wait for a bit, okay?" as he drags the chair to let you sit down.

You decide to give him a tight hug, thanking him for everything he has done for your sake.

Taken aback, he can only blush at the gesture. Once he regained his composure, he responded, "You're in good hands, don't worry. I'll always be here when you need me." He then envelops you in the warmest bear hug you can ever imagine.

#a3! imagines #a3! headcanons #a3! act! addict! actors! #a3! autumn troupe #a3! omi #omi fushimi #fushimi omi

[chiaki-translation]

SSR Hisoka [Tempting Wedding Cake]: Backstage Translation

I don’t know what to do so I’ll start translating whatever I have in my account~

Summary: Hisoka’s doing a part time job at a Wedding Banquet where they serve marshmallow cake.

Disclaimer:

A3! is owned by Liber Entertainment

Banquet Mission

Hisoka:

Zzz….

Director:

Alright, I think that’s all for the meeting materials.

Anyway, Hisoka-san hasn’t budge at all for a while.

Azuma:

Ah, there he is. Hisoka, so you’re sleeping here.

Director:

Are you looking for Hisoka-san?

Azuma:

Yeah. I found a part time job that would be perfect for Hisoka.

Hisoka, look, it’s marshmallow. Wake up.

Hisoka:

Hmm… Marshmallow…

Om…

Director:

Hisoka-san, good morning.

Hisoka:

*Yawn*… Good morning.

Azuma:

Hey, Hisoka. Are you interested in a part time job at a wedding reception?

It’s just a short-term job.

Hisoka:

Wedding reception?

Azuma:

Yeah. Specifically, to become the hall staff at the reception hall.

Your main job will be to serve food and drinks to the attendants.

It’s one of my acquaintance’s and he seems to be lacking manpower this time.

He asked me to introduce him to someone who is available for a part time job.

Director:

I see. It’s June Bride season so it’s pretty busy recently.

I also have a friend who is holding her wedding ceremony on June.

Azuma:

You’re right.

Hisoka:

A part time at wedding reception…

Azuma:

Yeah, for your information, it seems that they have included a marshmallow cake as part of their renumeration.

Hisoka:

I’ll do it.

Azuma:

Fufu, I thought you’ll say so.

Director:

As expected of Azuma-san…

Hisoka:

I’m looking forward to the marshmallow cake.

Azuma:

It seems that they include marshmallow cake among their wedding cakes as well, please be careful not to eat them.

Hisoka:

…Yeah.

Director:

You hesitated a bit…

(I wonder if he’ll be alright)

<Shifts to Homare/Hisoka’s Room>

Homare:

Hisoka-kun, I heard from Azuma-san.

You’re going to do a part time job at a wedding reception right.

Hisoka:

I’ll get a marshmallow cake as the renumeration.

Homare:

As I thought, that’s the case… Well well.

A wedding hall is a sacred place for the bride and groom to celebrate their departure towards their new life.

It’s a place where failure cannot be tolerated, I wonder if you can serve them properly.

Hisoka:

I can, it’s not a problem.

Homare:

Ha! I see! I thought of something good!

Hisoka:

…If it’s Arisu, I’m sure it’s another of those useless stuffs.

<Shifts to Lounge>

Homare:

Everyone, thank you for gathering here today.

Then, in order for Hisoka-kun to be able to do his part time job properly at the wedding reception, let’s all give him our support!

Hisoka:

I didn’t ask for this.

Tsumugi:

A part time job at the ceremony, is it?

<End of Part 1>

Guy:

So Mikage is doing a part time job at a wedding ceremony.

Azuma:

An acquaintance of mine didn’t have enough manpower. He was looking for an extra hand to help.

Tsumugi:

I see.

Hisoka:

I will be the hall staff at the reception party.

Tasuku:

A hall staff huh…

It will be quite different from helping out in a restaurant.

Tsumugi:

You’re right. It might be a good idea to practice with us for a bit.

Guy:

Yeah, I’ll assist you as well.

Hisoka:

...Understood. Then, just for a bit.

Homare:

Yes! Then, let’s start immediately!

Tsumugi:

But, what should we do exactly…?

Azuma:

About that, I told my acquaintance about this.

He was pleased to hear the he’s willing to practice for the part time job.

Guy:

Then, let’s practice according to the content.

<Shifts to Dining Area>

Tasuku:

First, start with pouring the drinks to the glass.

Hisoka:

Understood.

Homare:

Oo, you’re pretty good at this, Hisoka-kun.

Hisoka:

I can do this much.

Azuma:

This doesn’t seem to be a problem.

Tsumugi:

Then, next will be serving the food I guess.

Homare:

About this, I’ve asked Omi-kun to prepare something special.

Guy:

What did you get?

Homare:

Right. Hisoka-kun, it’s in the kitchen, please go ahead and take it.

Hisoka:

Understood.

Homare:

Of course, it’s meant to be served, so you can’t eat it.

Tsumugi:

You can’t eat it, is it perhaps…

<Shifts to Kitchen>

Hisoka:

…!

…

<Shifts to Dining Area>

Guy:

It’s a marshmallow cake.

Tsumugi:

Ahaha, as I thought it’s marshmallow.

Tasuku:

By the way during the ‘Mystery’ performance, you asked Fushimi to make a marshmallow cake tower right, didn’t you receive a lecture on table manner back then.

Guy:

Really?

Azuma:

Yeah.

It was the time when Guy wasn’t here yet.

Tsumugi:

We received some help from Citron-kun, everyone was learning about table manner back then.

Hisoka:

The marshmallow tower was delicious.

Homare:

This time too, I took the chance to prepare a marshmallow cake.

Tasuku:

It’s true that if he can endure it here, he should be able to restrain himself from eating on his job.

Hisoka:

…

Tsumugi:

Hisoka-kun, he’s staring at the cake so intently…

Guy:

Mikage, endure.

Hisoka:

…It’s marshmallow cake.

Azuma:

Thank you.

I feel a bit sorry somehow.

Tasuku:

But it’s the worst to snack in the middle of a ceremony.

Hisoka:

I won’t do such thing.

Even I know when to put up with it.

Homare:

Hisoka-kun, if you can serve everyone well, you can eat the cake.

Hisoka:

I’ll do my best.

Tasuku:

Is this even a practice…?

Tsumugi:

It’s better than not doing anything.

Guy:

You’re right.

Azuma:

Hisoka, do your best.

<End of Part 2>

Director:

The wedding ceremony is wonderful.

Friend A:

Yeah, I was so moved I started crying.

Friend B:

She’s so beautiful in her wedding dress~

Friend A:

Next will be the banquet.

Director:

Yeah.

(Ah right, Hisoka-san should be doing his part time job at some wedding ceremony about now.

I was told that he did some special training with Winter Troupe, but…)

???

Excuse me.

I’ll take your drinks order when you’re ready.

Director:

Ah, then this one--!?

(!? Hisoka-san!?)

Hisoka:

Understood.

Director:

I, I was surprised…

(I didn’t expect his part time job to be here…)

<Short Time Skip>

Director:

*clapping sounds*

The reception was splendid, I’m moved.

(Hisoka-san too, he seems to be working properly.

He’s serving people well… Hmm?)

It’s written marshmallow cake as the dessert menu here.

(Th, this is…)

Hisoka:

…

Director:

(As I thought, his face is telling me that he really wants to eat it…!)

Hisoka:

…Sorry for the wait.

It’s marshmallow cake…

Director:

Th, thank you so much.

Hisoka:

…

Director:

(He’s looking this way so intently!

Sorry, Hisoka-kun, I can’t give it to you now, so please endure…!)

Hisoka:

Please enjoy.

Friend A:

Woah, what a cute cake!

Friend B:

Looks delicious!

Director:

(It seemed that he managed to serve everything safely. I’m glad…!)

Friend A:

What’s the matter?

Director:

Ah! Nothing.

<Time Skip>

Director:

Haa, that was a good ceremony.

Alright then, let’s go back to the room and change…

Hisoka:

…Zzz…

Director:

Ah, Hisoka-san, you’re back already.

Why are you sleeping in this kind of place.

(It’s getting warmer recently, but he might still catch a cold if he sleep here. Maybe it’s better for me to wake him up)

Hisoka-san.

Hisoka:

Zzz…

Director:

Yeah, he’s not waking up… So it’s pointless if I don’t have a marshmallow with me…

Ah, I saved some just now.

It’s Hisoka-san’s portion, just nice.

Hisoka-san, it’s marshmallow.

Wake up.

Hisoka:

Om… Nom nom…

Ah, Director… Welcome back.

Director:

I’m home.

Good work for today.

I didn’t think that you will be working part time in that place, I was surprised.

Hisoka:

When I found Director, I thought I would surprise you.

…It was a great success.

Director:

Well, you really surprised me back then.

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Choice 1: Your serving was perfect too

Director:

Your serving was perfect too.

Hisoka:

I practiced with everyone from Winter Troupe after all.

I thought it would be troublesome at the beginning…

But thanks to that, I think I was able to serve smoothly.

Director:

Yeah! Hisoka-san looked so cool with your swift serving skill.

Hisoka:

It’s a coincidence, but I’m glad that Director managed to see the result of my practice.

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Choice 2: So, did you eat the cake after?

Director:

So, did you eat the cake after?

You got one as the renumeration right?

Hisoka:

Yeah, I ate it as soon as I got back.

It was delicious.

Director:

The cake is really delicious! When I ate it at the venue, I thought that Hisoka-san would surely enjoy it as well.

Hisoka:

Since I did the job properly, they also gave me the marshmallow that they used to make the cake as a bonus.

That one’s very delicious too.

Director, let’s eat it together.

Director:

Wah, is it alright? Thank you.

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Director:

You’re pretty busy today, so make sure to rest properly.

It’s getting colder so it might be a better idea to go back to your room if you want to sleep.

Hisoka:

Understood.

…Anyway, I remember something I thought at the banquet.

Director:

?

Hisoka:

Director, that dress suits you well.

Director:

Eh… Ah, thank you.

(I feel a bit embarrassed somehow…)

Hisoka:

Fufu.

<End of Part 3>

#a3! #a3! act! addict! actors! #a3! translation #hisoka mikage #a3! backstage

[animaanimewizard]

I am back in the K Project (as if I ever left) because of Praeter no Kizu and like been listening to Saruhiko's K Idol character song because it cheers me up to no end right now. I havent watck K idol stuff and read anything for it, but just love this song for 2 BIG reasons.

1. Fushimi hates singing it.

2. Fushimi is still singing it.

Let me elaborate. You can hear how Saruhiko is like suffering while singing. Its kinda half hearted. A little mumbled, a bunch of tchs and like he literally begs for the song to be over. The lyrics dont reflect anything for his actually charater like Yata's song. BUT HE STILL SINGS THE WHOLE SONG ALL THE WAY THROUGH! Why? The captian asked him too. This really shows how Saruhiko cares and is loyal! Which contrasted to how most people do view him as cold and traitorious. But Saruhiko follows through on things. Ex: Misaki's watch. Saruhiko built that watch from scratch for Yata. Joining the Green Clan because Resi kinda sent him on a suicide mission. Knowing Circle Vison was a dream world and acting according so neither Seri or Yata would know better.

It just shows how Saruhiko is not like his dad. He does care about people. He does care.

Other reasons to love this song:

The way the Resi trolled Saruhiko by making sing this love-dovey song.

The way he goes Here I Go to motivate himself to finish sounds like Yata.

#saruhiko fushimi #k project #k idol #Youtube