Chapter 82
Chapter 82
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 82
Chapter Title: Fox God VTuber Climbing the Tower
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Today, like any other day, was perfectly ordinary.
If Wakamo was agonizing over her streams, Pilot was the type who just streamed whenever.
She always went live on a whim, doing whatever caught her eye in the moment.
Thanks to that, her stream times were entirely up to Pilot's mood, leaving her crew howling in agony and writhing in pain.
Was there anything more brutal for a VTuber than downing booze in the evening, crashing, then firing up a stream at dawn?
Anyone might mistake her for an American streamer broadcasting from overseas, with her utterly free schedule.
She streamed almost as much as Asuka, but eighty percent were surprise drops—ruthless!
"Bread World Cup, nice! I'm team soboro bread. Korea's chrysanthemum bread? Chrysanthemums symbolize the Emperor? Eating it makes you a traitor, so no thanks."
-Traitor lolololol
-Ah damn, why's it gotta be so spicy lololol
-Getting edgier by the day, her chat game's insane.
-Does she turn into a maniac without booze?
-Someone pump some alcohol into the captain...
-German first-gen inbound, and she's all tense.
-No way! Scared of Germans, Captain?
"Japanese folks got forced to submit to the West via the Black Ships, so yeah, they're kinda jumpy."
-lolololololololololol
-Black Ships? Historical event where America shoved unequal treaties down Japan's throat and forced open trade.
-It's Germany, not America lololol
-Still a foreigner though.
-So, preemptive strike in 90 years?
-What's going down?
-World War III.
"You guys know your history, huh? Anyway, bread's best with tons of sugar. Right? Japanese love sugar so much they invaded Okinawa."
-Stop lololol
-Stop for real, fuck!!!
-Ah, community's burning again today.
-Drips only a true Japanese could pull...
-Does she chop firewood with karate too?
-Imperial subject vibes flowing naturally.
-Crazy bastard, how far you going lololol
-Ah, total chaos every damn day.
"Pa.i.lot."
"Guaaaah!!! Mercy!!!"
"I told you not to say reckless shit during streams, didn't I?"
"Sorry..."
-Boss jumps in right away.
-Incheon bosses are all terrifying as hell.
-Gan.gong.ji.ju.
-Why are all Japanese VTubers in Korea unhinged?
-You just called our unicorn big-headed, right?
-That head is definitely not normal...
-Come at me, you punk.
-lololololololol
-lolololololololololol
-That's what makes it cute!!!!
"Anyway... even if the crew finds it funny. Always watch your words, got it?"
"Yeees...."
With that, Wakamo roughly ruffled Pilot's hair, satisfied.
"By the way, when's Seoul Reclamation Part 3 prep done?"
"Mic still on?"
"Ah."
-Ah
-Ah
-Don't leak or we're screwed?
-Captain fucked up!!!!
-Heard Germany's sending something.
-This a major incident?
"I didn't say when, so safe!!"
"You're out!!"
"Gyaaaaah!!!"
Pilot's stream ended with her getting knuckle-rapped by Wakamo and flopping over.
The crew found it hilarious, but they were seriously worried not to breathe a word outside.
But every group has its troublemakers.
Clips from Pilot's stream hit the community instantly: "Seoul Reclamation Part 3 incoming!"
──And this was a deliberate broadcast accident Wakamo had prepped with Pilot.
A leak was inevitable anyway.
Even if the Climbers' Association hid it, military and climbers mobilizing made secrecy impossible.
So they decided to straight-up announce filming soon from the start.
Meanwhile, Asuka would scout climbers approaching Seoul, especially Germans, tracking their moves.
She claimed confidence in electronic warfare.
Wakamo hadn't seen Asuka's full abilities, but trusted her word and handed it off.
As Manager Won Da-hye said, unless you're a primitive avoiding modern tech entirely, you can't evade Asuka's senses.
"But Captain, is this really necessary?"
"Nah, gotta promote it."
"Ruthless... so ruthless..."
Uploading a teaser after filming? Tower recovery broadcasts a message nationwide—impossible to hide.
Then the community goes wild: "[Holding breath till it drops! Inhale!!]" or "[Part 3 tomorrow!!]" Fan cafes turn to infernos. She could already picture it.
Running a VTuber agency solo meant juggling tons.
No wonder everyone joins corps... Wait, I'm the corp president, damn it.
She wanted to hire stacks of managers and delegate, but Wakamo knew production labels under agencies wasting VTuber talent.
Even underworld idols had composers selling songs to China solo.
Even without VTubers, shady manager antics plagued idols.
If Wakamo vetted everything as president... her streams'd be eternally at dawn.
"Still, time to expand staff."
Hiring to manage VTuber schedules and health, growing subsidiaries for stream support—essential for a mega-corp.
Maximize few VTubers' talents, pro PDs for polished content.
But it'd mean busier lives.
Chill, do-what-you-want free streams... Wakamo Corporation's motto? Sounds good?
"First, at least five more managers. Hire from the Association...?"
Manager Won Da-hye's competence covered it so far.
But even her superhuman Climber body hit limits; she started taking leave.
"Asking Wong Wei might get eager help, but need trusted folks."
...
...
"So you want me managing too, Wakamo?"
"Big salary."
"No experience, but learnable? Used to run a big agency? Might outdo you, haha!! Take Adelheid? Ask the Chinese prez?"
"She wants to come..."
"Ah... passionate..."
Consulted Association head, added managers. Adelheid von Bismarck got Mei Shaolongbao's care, but Jackson took over since Mei couldn't forever.
Floor 1 dev kept Jackson swamped, but Legendary Architect blew past norms.
City done; now customizing tourist zones.
Wakamo requested viewer-participation attraction zones too.
At least 10,000 fox spirits gathering—better than empty lots.
"Ah! Wakamo! On manager recruiting—'Seoul Reclamation.' Miss Won Da-hye asked help. Mind if I join?"
"Hmm... Mask up, fake name?"
"Black N****r. How's that?"
"Wait, is this trending? Sadako and Adelheid too."
"Fun."
"Scary for a streamer..."
"Black Monkey then. Wakaamo forever!!"
Jackson crossed arms in chant pose, grinning.
Wakamo worried about [Six Freaks] assassinations outside, but Jackson smiled—no victim life for him.
"Join the meeting then? Today's it."
"Awesome! Gotta bond like this. Belonging? Yeah? Smoke weed too!"
"Ah damn, really."
"Wanna hit?"
Wakamo knuckle-rapped Jackson's crown.
Legal weed trend or not, pushing's bad.
Weed VTubers exist, but Wakamo won't!!
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"Our op target: Mapo and Seodaemun Districts. China and Japan support makes it smoother than expected. Just one step to reclaiming Korea's capital."
Voice thickening with emotion, Manager Won Da-hye swelled with pride.
She started on childhood Seoul hometown tales; everyone dozed. Pissed, she slammed the table.
"Teacher, I wasn't sleeping!"
"No hometown. First love stories."
"No one empathizes losing the capital, Miss Won Da-hye! Haha!"
"Yeah, what more could I expect."
Sadako jolted upright from nodding off. Asuka feigned disinterest. Yu Ying slept pure exhaustion from streams. Wakamo hugged her tight to sleep; Adelheid eyed enviously.
Mei opened arms; Adelheid hopped on lap happily.
No one listened to Manager Won Da-hye's briefing.
"...Climbers and military lure monsters to Mapo. Full force to restore Mapo Tower. We take Seodaemun's tower boss. Key issue: unknown bosses for both towers."
Mapo handled by others—no worry. She showed dark screen.
"What?" All stared; she explained: current Seodaemun—daylight vid, lights too. Artificial darkness swallowed the zone.
"Boss unknown. But enter darkness, everything vanishes. Key: maintain [light]."
"Blacks okay?"
"Don't joke."
"Could be!"
"Avoid darkness contact. Russian movements incoming—from Russia via North Korea to Seoul. They call it 'monster horde' off-tower, but no tower monsters leave zones before."
"That rumored artificial monster, huh."
Asuka replied; she had data.
US makes artificial Climbers? Russia collapses towers, spawns monsters for experiments—rumors.
Regrettably, high chance truth.
"Plus, many German Climbers moving. Engineer followers suspected. US Six Freaks duo—heading Korea to kill Jackson."
As always, interferers. German list blocked hard—regret. Engineer side tighter than expected.
Analog pursuit, really. Still, couldn't hide arrivals.
China cooperating with Korea, after all.
"US info overflows—lucky."
Unknown why, but US spec ops cooperative. She screenshotted two.
"Outlaw specialized street fights. Indian Rainmaker controls weather/climate. Confirmed Legendary Classes inbound."
"Seoul always cloudy? Fits Rainmaker."
Jackson briefed US [Six Freaks]; most knew.
Unknowing fight? They'd get wrecked—Legendaries stacked advantages.
Or rather, bigger flaws, bigger boons. High risk, high return class.
Wakamo's [Life] risk made her OP for that reason.
"Thus, heavy support inbound. Including Architect Jackson; me too."
"Me too!! I wanna go!! Add Adelheid von Bismarck! Daily drawing, calendar-marked debut dreams—poor, lonely, isolated artist downing 9 coffees daily from anxiety! No more solo paint-sniffing post-college entrance!!"
Adelheid leaped from Mei's lap, clinging to manager's hem, machine-gun begging. Diction perfect—words stabbed sharp.
German power..? Manager Won Da-hye headlocked wailing artist, chained joint locks, ended shrimp-bent—effortlessly neutralized.
"Artists no different from civilians!! Stats pumped, no body boost!! Frail artists guard home!!"
"Aaaah↑ ugh↓!!! But I'm Legendary toooo!!!"
Sadly, spot-on. Adelheid barely differed from civilian.
Like Wakamo/Jackson—no stat points. Wakamo mana-boosted; Jackson muscled from work.
Adelheid? Sculpture knife-toting weakling, struggling from bed mornings.
Monsters everywhere—no babysitting baggage. Manager refused flat; Adelheid wailed!
But Mei raised hand quietly.
"Take her."
"Agree."
Wakamo followed Mei: bring Adelheid.
"Really...?"
Her—prioritizing VTubers most—says take? Manager shocked, released hold.
"...If Wakamo says, reason exists? Adelheid risks death too?"
"Strive for self, earn respect/praise? Climbed hard, prepped debut—but prove useful brilliant artist! Loyal retainer shadowing Wakamo! No fear death!!! Skip, I'll noose-suicide worthless!! Ehehehe... Wakamo says I can!!!"
"Not art trip. Seriously."
Blushing, writhing excited, sinister grin—Sadako rolled her aside.
"Haa... Anyway!! We charge new Korean gov weapon from Wakamo Floor 1 resources!! Prototype tank!! Mega huge!! Lavish funds—expect big!!"
Like before, unladylike iron-girl Manager Won Da-hye geeked on new domestic tank specs unprompted.
"Wait—!! Great idea hit! Streams need fun? Navy girl, [Fusion Tale] limits?"
"45 floors up, skill invested—most fine? Recruited Architect. Planned giant structures."
"But mana-heavy? Our Empress alchemy decent... China girl? Max output?"
"Yeah...? Mana as needed? Why?"
What scheming? Unease grew.
Grinning gum-smile Jackson post-question: "Really wanna try!!" Seal-clapped, kid-bouncing for impact stream.
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Kwaaang—
Deafening blasts.
Barrages arced toward Mapo, turning city inferno.
Not stopping: fighters streaked skies, dropping lures.
Alchemists' pheromone traps drew monsters; merciless bombings followed.
Street wizards' rainbow spells, shooters/archers' ranged fire joined.
Endless barrage, yet monster horde endless—who knew numbers?
Seoul core Jongno.
First collapsed tower neared—danger spiked.
Standby Association head recalled nightmare, anxious.
No end.
Monster waves unending.
"How many damn..."
Remaining Seoul zones: nationwide Climber guilds tackling.
分散 thanks, still swarms.
Han River bombed nonstop—block crossing, thin numbers, advance...
Dizzying.
Too many... endless waves.
Darkness fell; collapsed tower loomed distant.
~~♬♪♬
Amid barrages, one melody rang.
Orchestra classic amid warzone.
Ethereal, sad, beautiful tune—heads lifted.
Among: German Engineer Climbers, US [Six Freaks] duo.
Different spots, goals—but shared bare op intel.
Thus, safe Seodaemun spot, awaiting Wakamo party.
Ambush route avoiding mystery dark—forcing contact.
Soon, long-awaited Wakamo party clash.
~~♬♪♬
"Life is a carousel"—famous calm song blared speakers.
Mystery giant spider monster plummeted before them.
"Run!!! Full throttle!!! You got this!! Best Uma Musume!!!"
Hamster-wheel contraption: Mei Shaolongbao lightning-bolted hyper-speed. Wheel spin + discharge powered massive mobile fortress!!
Dead ringer for some moving castle—obvious ripoff.
"Gulp gulp."
Wakamo head-in mana potion vat, supplying Mei—peak-efficiency Wakamo Engine!!
Lathered cash, Architect skills: [Rare Metal] fortress shrugged ally shells/spells.
Tesla coils zapped incoming monsters auto.
Turrets swiveled, blasting foes—alien invasion vibes.
"I'm dyiiing!!!"
"Work not talk!!"
Fused legs: Pilot moved; Ichigo alchemized joints/parts ongoing, repairing nonstop.
Controlled by super-AI shikigami Asuka—beyond human.
Human radar Asuka pinpointed; shells rained on hidden Climbers.
"Isn't this Engineer-level?! They had robots too!"
"Dodge!! Shells nonstop!!!"
"Korea this advanced in magic stones?"
"No way!!"
German [Shooter]'s [Mana Burn] bullet? Bounced harmless.
Unbelievable, but solid structure.
Engineer Climbers targeting Wakamo/"Adelheid von Bismarck"—how stop fortress?
Traps set, but too small.
Then, Indian-chief garb Legendary Rainmaker rose to aid.
Tribal shaman ritual passed pre-tower; Legend class post. Unique—no others.
Massacred tribe, erased traces—fiend!!
"ᎠᎦᏍᎦ!!"
Native tongue.
Called nature/sky; cloudy Seoul unleashed lightning sans warning—impaled fortress straight.
Perfect line pierce; hole'd fortress inertia-tumbled, crashed.
Legendary [Rainmaker].
Scarce info... but cloud-laden skies: free weather control. Mysteries aplenty... Seoul clouds ideal.
US [Six Freaks] most advantaged.
One strike holed [Rare Metal] fortress.
Most Climbers? Ash, no corpses.
Fortress crumbled, exploded—[Rare Metal] chunks catapaulted.
Architect contingency: Seodaemun outskirts razed instant.
Skills tanked storm; Engineer protections shattered, Six Freaks Rainmaker lightning-cleared.
Buaaaang—!!!
Chaos post-blast: Hummer rocketed from ruins.
German Climbers scrambled.
"Out!! Activate!!"
"Rainmaker signaled!!"
Hand signal; Rainmaker swept—world whitened.
Gesture blizzard: Ice Age Seodaemun frozen.
Roads iced; Hummer skidded, spun.
Mana surge hit slowing Hummer.
"—Forced Teleport!! Unicorn crew! Steer! Safety coords on Climbers!!"
Manager Won Da-hye instant-recognized, yelled.
Hidden building machines activated; mana stones dumped—mass [Warp] vanished Hummer Climbers.
"As planned till here."
──Opponent intel blind? No—we know their plays.
Asuka unmatched machines.
Yanked Hummer lever: clunk—[Snow Chains] tires.
Prepped on Rainmaker news.
Unicorn GPS'd "random" scatters; turned toward Mei/Adelheid.
Frankly, doubtful.
Why fragile civilian-like Adelheid?
Wakamo valued her—even sub-30 floors.
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"Really warped!!"
"Yeah."
Asuka mapped splits/coords fully; they "fell" for trap deliberate.
Enemy numbers/comps: from Seodaemun landing comms—Asuka fed all.
They assumed secure net.
Asuka jammed waves; could neuter traps.
Couldn't swap coords—planned splits only.
Not trap: US-standard Climber evac warps.
Costly per use—but how many invested trap-like?
Engineer dead-set kill Wakamo/Adelheid.
Mei hugged Adelheid, fled building over pinpointing.
Should've Adolf Lucia guise—but they targeted her life; no disguise.
Plans exposed, positions live-tracked—unknown to them.
Knowing? Pro moves trouble. Wakamo baited.
.......Adelheid civilian-body? "Why?" only thought.
But Mei/Wakamo heard 『Artist』 Adelheid von Bismarck's [Skills].
Hence plan.
Chwaruk—!!
"Agghh!!"
Sphere nailed fleeing Mei—bound instant.
Sealed speech/[Skills], stunned trembling flop—like tased.
Engineer's Wakamo-custom [Mana Restraint Device]—Climber suppressor.
Blocked all [Mana] use.
One gadget neutered Wakamo.
"Uuu...."
Adelheid glanced drooling-eyed Mei at entrance, fled inside.
Engineer humanoid weapons pursued.
Ten [Völkermord (Mass Slaughter)] remote golems—ominous.
Tower golem reverse-engineered: mana stone fuel, efficient druid/knife armed mass-produced.
All [Mana Restraints]; self-destruct [Mana Burn].
Perfect Wakamo counter—clueless charge? Boom.
Tech evolution forgot gods... Engineer god perfect predator.
Early? Wakamo wins easy.
Time gap unclosable.
Obvious flaw, endless exploits.
Plus one civilian Climber?
"Too smooth—scary. Even Engineer plans well..."
"Big bucks. Know US warp costs?"
"Still—German shame/scandal handled via foreign Climber bait. Noble artist to death-trap media play... tragic life."
"Lucky avant-garde—what say?"
Three vanguards guarded entrance contingency.
One down.
Overlooking Mei; awaited alchemist puppets end it, monster-watched.
Fighter upper [Spearman] eyed haggard woman exiting.
Ragged gray hair, sleep-deprived hollow green eyes. Famous artist—TV staple, tragic Climber YouTube icon.
Unscathed approach; rubbed eyes—no vanish. Adelheid neared.
Flanking allies mute; watching Shooter/Wizard/Alchemist silent.
'...Guilt hallucinating...?'
Hunting Climbers with towers wrecked minds. Spearman looked up—Adelheid front.
Cheolk—
Real; hand smeared face pre-spear thrust.
Eyes/nose/mouth erased; dropped spear, clutched void-face, collapsed screaming.
Mouthless wails rawer—but "fine" ally frenzy claw-face; upper [Swordsman] drew sword.
Faster: hands gripped wrists—endless repeat [Droste Effect] art etched.
Vision: victims dangled arms.
Lifelike grips; [Swordsman] screamed, floored knees buckling heavy arms.
Phantom pulls spazzed last one backpedal; Adelheid appeared.
....No.
Angle-shifted visibility.
Drew sword neck-chop—but her sculpt-knife faster.
Blade-traced knife sliced sword paper-thin.
Palmed face. Panicked distance, drew second.
Soon staggered unbalanced.
Front seen, back too—sides simultaneous.
Nauseous impossible sight; legs buckled, sat.
.......Better not see own face.
"Picasso fan? Surreal... love it. Cubism: 3D to flat. Feel? All sides visible?"
Explaining: Picasso-flat faced [Swordsman] sat.
Taaang—!!
Strict Shooter cover; unseen-thin veil crumpled bullet.
[Rare Metal] shavings "Metal Veil" masterpiece—mixed rares.
Blocked once, dented ruined rep/luck dip—uncaring.
Raised brush, air-painted.
Color edges blurred fog-fading—[Sfumato] vanished with downed three.
"Adelheid downed three allies! 10 puppets? What happened!!"
"[Wizard here. Link cut, checking. Scout tracking Adelheid—relax. Nowhere run.]"
Rogue upper [Scout] signal-tracked path.
Civilian slow—turtle. Caught instant.
Mocked building monster-dive folly; entered—mirror eyes.
"Back" reflected; turned for Adelheid.
Ghost-corner Adelheid—no hide.
"Know René Magritte's [The Treachery of Images]? Mirror man/out man no eye-contact... Saw entering, really mirror?"
Prime kill.
Knife-throw prepped; side chill—turned: back-turned Rogue eyed back.
Knife mirror-Scout forehead thunk.
Blood trailed nose.
".....Ah?"
Traced head-knife.
Uncomprehending: mirror-self chest-stabbed.
Heart-stop gasp, foam-mouth forward flop, shock-out.
"Something wrong! Shoot fast!!!"
Wizard with Warrior post-Scout yelled Shooter.
Aimed building.
One-eye squinted, finger-frame trapped—"Composition Frame" [Skill].
[Déphaseant] surreal daily-disrupt born.
City mid: upside-down building.
"Tada~"
Finger-fold frame-gone; thud ground-crash. Shooter silent.
"Wait! Stop!!"
Wizard yelled; fear-crushed Warrior shield/hammer charged.
Sculpt-knife flashed; shield-block Warrior bisected.
Acrylic pane stacked chunks wobble.
Light kick—collapse.
"........"
"Rest easy... Can't harm as known—no deaths.... Peaceful? No hurts. Eternal art-preserved.... Aah... No fear... Feel vivid intense artist work? Ehehehe....."
Madman knife-wielding, guest-chatting Adelheid bagged [Painting].
Staff-raised spell—
[Portrait] froze thought.
Her mad wide-eye self-portrait. Instant: endless despair trauma horror flooded, sanity cracked.
Blind dark, utter solitude, rotting alive. Hopeless worse-than-death life; void swallows speck-mind post-death.
"Ah, aaa... aaaaa..."
"Poor Adelheid... Life torment, wretched, all hated.... Living pain.. no hope.... Doomed painting from terminal verdict—thoughts...? Ehehehe... Feel? Overflowing sadness.....?"
Staff-reflected: now Adelheid terminal, blood-vomiting. Freaked, convulsed.
Surging despair/depression fear...
Broke: staff-throat ram—blood fountain.
HP untouched.
Vivid pain worse—no death.
Eternal undeath.
Blood-loss weakness, suffocation real—no die.
"Aaaaaah—!!!"
Hair-ripping Wizard head-dropped sanity-gone.
No blood anywhere near.
"...Cried for me. Tormented for me. Love work—thanks... uhehehe...."
Pure gaze shattered human reason.
Kwoong—!!
"[Attack together!!!]"
"[Diiie!!!]"
Allies gone: two [Alchemists] mounted prior Wakamo ambush mechs, charged.
Wakamo struggled—these? Frail Adelheid no-win.
Thus, summoned elegant marionette inward-swing.
Ornate metal sculpture full-body, gold mask 2m puppet tanked two mechs.
"[What?! Block th—]"
Ballerina-kick flurry; smash-attempt—mask fell: bloodied Rogue eyes met.
Chest crammed mech parts.
Her art—torture ballerina trapped eternal pain, no death.
Terror-frozen Alchemist; knife flashed.
Graceful mech-seam slash disassembled instant.
Hands touched: clay-soft mech avant-garde'd—Iron Prince cradling ballerina. Trapped scream... glass case surged shut thunk—silence.
Clap—
Vanished ally.
"[.....Where allies...? Dead.. no.. vitals...]"
"Where?"
Solo Alchemist terror-asked. Adelheid showed canvas: three vanguards trapped screaming one painting.
Chatty: impressions? Title? Silent query.
Panic-backpedal mutter.
"[N..no... human... even Engineer...!!]"
Yes—human sensitivity to [Art] dooms.
Over-emote blurs reality/art—insanity.
Crossed thumb/indexes rectangle "Composition Frame."
"[Human unbeatable—!!!]"
Mech-Alchemist rear-thud scream.
Photo-life painting street-dropped.
"Uhehehe.... uhuhu.... that expression... unpainterly.... aaah.... so vivid.... great piece... gallery full! Uhehehe... show Wakamo... I explain.... imagining bliss—kwek"
Hype-brag Adelheid cheer-prepped: feral deer rammed.
Dropped knife scream.
"Uwaaaah!!!! Wakamo's knife on ground!!! Artist's lifeeee!! Ukyaaah!!"
No-tool handless incompetence: deer reared stomped.
"Uhgek"
Death-rattle; deer-stomped.
"......"
Rescue Unicorn Hummer-saw: Wakamo mistake? Sigh.
Pain-whine crybaby.
"Deer art-ignorant!" Sobbed; Unicorn handed hanky—noseblown.
"I'm deer-losing useless help-less pathetic bug-trash Nazi artist so I'll noose-suicideeee!! Uwaaaah!!!"
"Whew, Wakamo merch—stop."
"Uhehehe...."
Snot-drip hugged doll, beaming seal-smile; Unicorn shook head. Wakamo song headphones: heavenly art tears—hopeless, shook head.
Backseat: baffled bound Mei drool-coma.
"Whew, move pre-German spot."
"Ah! Handled!"
"Yeah?"
Mei worked hard... Unicorn nodded.
No asking pain-girl!
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Clank clank—
"Keep lights on!!"
Manager Won Da-hye yelled, eyeing pursuers with two Climber crew.
Fidgeted sword uneasy; more worried Pilot glance.
Kiiing—thud thud—kiiing—
Rails: speeding train.
Warped lucky—near station, hopped in bold.
Enemies targeting? Best split fast.
Wakamo Rainmaker-handled; theirs lure Outlaw.
Stopped train norm—but Ichigo alchemy-fixed, Pilot fusion-forced run.
"This train! Too light!"
"Feel drag?!"
"Don't mock Japanese rail otaku!!"
Pilot snap; Ichigo grimace brief. Noise detect: incoming yell.
Sword-draw: sliced train, dropped rear.
Ejected car rail-bounced; ripped-through Outlaw pursued.
High Agi Climber train-match speed ok.
Train-ripping strength? Exception.
"Tracks cut ahead!!!"
Rails train—
Rainmaker pre-lightning severed.
"Inertia overcome!!!!"
Overzealous Pilot full-body steered. No wheel—lever yank; fusion-Pilot moved!!