Those eyes are topped up with hatred and egotism. Either do that nefarious grin of his and his vigorous Russian accents. It's like Mr Nakajima slaying his whole family or something.
"Hey, My name is Atsushi, not A sushi! A sushi is a food "
"So was it you who copy Nakajima's work?"
"Copy? More like an improvement to me."
"I'll take that a yes." presumed, Ms Iwamoto: walking toward Mr Levyanov "凍" She turned Mr Levyanov into an ice sculpture.
However, he's breaking out and attack Ms Iwamoto. Luckily, She manages to block the attack using her hidden sword.
"Not too bad, Бабушка" Evilly Smirked, Mr Levyanov: holding a punch prepared for the next attack.
"テレポーテーション!" Ms Kurohana suddenly yelled out of the blue.
Next thing I know, everyone is here in the outdoor indoor garden of some sort? The Japanese surely are delicate. If there was a flower bed and a hot tub here. It would be incredibly romantic. Wait! This is not the time!
"How did?"
"Why are we here?"
"I told Nobuko-Chan to teleport us here. We don't wanna destroy Akira's house, do we? Do we?!! Do we?!!"
"Yeah, I guess you have a point there."
"Mr Nakajima, lookout!"
Mr Levyanov is about to strike Mr Nakajima's face. But stopped by fire...... Why do I have bad feelings about this?
Turning left, Ms Inafune's blowing fire through her pipe.
Turning right, Nobuko's shooting fireballs from her two tails.
"Please halt this at once. We could end this in peacefulness."
"Don't interfere, snake. This is between me and Nyakajima!"
"Very well, if you insist. I shall fight alongside him."
"Hah! Bold words! But let's see what you got!"
Ms Inafune appears to be weaker when fighting hand-to-hand. Ms Iwamoto is there to help though. Still, it's kinda like they are getting in each other ways. Think again, it was Ms Inabune who is getting in the way. She's more better at range attacks. Maybe I should reposition them somehow.
"Bel!"
"I know. Please stay back" "Nobuko! [Please take him and Mr Nakajima to somewhere safe.]
"はい!!!"
Now that the obstacles are gone. Let's get tactical, shall we? How to defeat the doppelganger swiftly without damaging the house and no one dies.
"Ms Inafune!!"
"Oh my goodness, you require something?"
Wow, she could dodge the attacks while talking to me. Impressive, alright.
"Would you mind letting me and Ms Iwamoto handle him?"
"How thoughtful of you for asking. This vexing tail is annihilating me. Thus, do"
"O нет! You will not get away!"
"Oh, give the girl a break. She's just all bark but no bite as the British said." As the doppelganger was about to punch Ms Inafune. Yet again Ms Iwamoto repulsed it in her place.
"Excuse you?"
"Why don't you fight someone your size instead?"
"How rude of you for..." Sighed, Ms Inabune"Never mind"
"Ready, boy?" Asked, Ms Iwamoto: She leapt to me.
"Certainly, Madame!"
"Here we go/行くそう!"
Fluttering my wings without reluctance, Ms Iwamoto and I flew to him and finished him up in one bang! He's done. One bang in his face and another one in the cervical spine simultaneously. Gosh, I anticipated more than this. Such an embarrassment to all the Russian.
"Wonderful work, kid!" complimented, Ms Iwamoto
"Same to you, Madame"
"I do consent wholeheartedly. Either of you did such a splendid job."
"Er........."
"What's with the perplexed look on your face, Mr Jansen?"
"......Since when did you have legs?..."
"What do you mean by that? I always have legs. I'm a Kiyo, not a Gorgon. I can transform my tail into legs whenever I desire to."
"...Then why don't use legs in the first place......"
"Well, I do prefer slithering than walking. It is 'faster' I would say. not when combating though. It drastically decreases my agility by 90 points."
"Shut it, Tazawa! This is no RPG"
"Whatever you say, 太后"
Before the other wave of war could erupt, the whole household, I guess, have converged around us. The boss and the other two are on the right and they're bringing a lifeless body of an anonymous bearded guy with them. Guess we have a case but this soon? We haven't spent a night yet. On my behind left, there is exhausted Mr Kurohana and a woman who uses an umbrella as a walking cane. The last is in front of me. A beefy little boy, a classy woman and a half-masked pale lady.
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"伸子、 ...何か......あったの?......Argh!..." faintly mumbled, the bearded guy who is squeezed by Nobuko's tail
"Ah! ごめんなさい!" Luckily, Nobuko was amply conscious. She let him down immediately.
"Eh, is that a westerner, I see?" the umbrella woman walk towards me "Hello, good Sir. What country are you from?"
"Erm...I"
"Mother, come on. Don't scare him like that! I'm so sorry, mister." apologise, classy woman"By the way, what's this all about? What's with those noises and burnt smell? And Why's Nakajima-San lying on the ground?"
"Well, first of all, Nakajima's over there. This is his doppelganger. He's been ruining Nakajima's life for years now. So we fight him and here we are." clarified, Ms Iwamoto
"Oh, I see. I'll contact the police this instant."
"Hold it, Momo! I invited him here myself."
"How so, Brother?! You invited the criminal to our home. You must be mad!"
"I have my own reason. And it is totally important to the world of Japanese literature."
"Why exactly? Like you can do smart things without my consent. Tell me that this is not some nonsense again."
"Hey, don't forget your place! I am your big brother! Show me some respect!!"
Well, to prevent a war is to induce another war. Guess this can't be avoided, I suppose. Lucky for me, we never got in a sibling fight like this before.
"Excuse me"
"Ouch! Ouch! What the fuck!" something poked me real hard from my back
"I'm sorry, sexy. I didn't mean to frighten you." it appears to be that beefy boy.
"Ah! Did you just grab my arse!?!" My arse has been grabbed supposedly by him. No, it's absolutely this brat. And he just called me 'sexy', didn't he? Is it illegal to assault a child here?
"Hey, kid! Why don't you sexually harass someone your age?"
"Edogawa Rampo?!"
"Come on! Drop that already! Call me Rampo."
"Fine" I sighed " Thank you Rampo."
"That's more like it." Said, Rampo: messing up my hair.
Later, during this conflict, I've asked Nobuko to lead me to my room. I'm so tired by all these commotions. Would be great to have a little nap. But for some reason, Rampo and Mr Nakajima is following me.
"[Here's your room. I've already prepared the futon and moved your luggage here.]
"[Thanks, Nobuku]"
"[It's my duty. No need to thank me. The dinner will be served at 5. I'll come to wake you up by then. If you need anything, I'll be in the kitchen.]"
By somnolence and exhaustion, I've immediately fell asleep when I reached the futon.
zzzzzzzzzzzz.........
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"So Akira-San, why did you invite the criminal here?" questioned, Kashiko
"Wait a minute, where's my mother? Have any of you seen her?"
"I think I've seen her with Wilcox-San."
"Okay, I'm relieved now. Now, on to the matter. Brother?"
"Fine, it's true he's a copycat who's been terrorising Atsushi-Sensei's life. But, you must admit the fact that he is a talented writer. His skill is as good as Atsushi-Sensei."
"I beg to differ materially with your statement. "
"Me too"
"Likewise."
"Whatever you say, I want him to join our association. He will make a great addition"
"That is the stupidest thing I've ever heard from you. He's not even Japanese. How could he be eligible?"
"He...will become a rightful Japanese citizen soon. So..."
"You suck."
"Momoko-San!"
"stay out of this, Tanzawa. Let's just leave."
I was removed from the room by Kashi-Chan. I do not acknowledge why she wanted us out. Momoko nearly kill him in there. Must this mean something?
"Kashi-Chan? Is something matter?"
"You know what? Sometimes I just wish Momoko-San could have taken the chairman role instead. I've had enough of his madnesses. Since that time......"
"What time exactly?"
"Remember Michizo-kun?"
"Your student who had quitted the association long ago? How is he pertinent?"
"Don't you remember? While I and the others were trying so hard to convince him to stay. But instead of convincing him, Akira encouraged him to quit poetry altogether. You know how hard it is to find a great poet such as Michizo-Kun. My students are irreplaceable. How dare he treat them like nobodies. First Michizo and now Atsushi? Oh god, Atsushi. What will become of him?"
"There there. All will be fine."
"I'm scared, Tanzawa. What if Atsushi disappears too as Michizo did."
"What are you waffling about? Michizo is fine. He is now domiciled in Aquitaine working as a news anchor for the ANB."
"You don't say! How do you know?"
"Well, when he received the news of my arrival in Aquitaine, he had contacted me and invited me to be the guest on his late-night show."
"You serious? He has his own show?"
"Indeed, he does. The show is called 'Apéro Avec Michizo' "
"Damn, that one? Are you sure that was him? He looks...different"
"Hmm! How amusing. Here, scrutinise our conversation yourself." I threw my portable phone at her.
Meanwhile, Tomo-San passed by asking the where being of the detectives. I, therefore, simply reply "I have no single idea". Then subsequently, I have been off to the library once again to jot down a new plot for my novel based on this matter.
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"Ja?"
"Hola, mi amigo!"
"Oh, it's you, Ban. What's up?"
'Esteban' something 'Eztli' A friend of mine from the uni. He has gone back to Mexico after graduation. Quite clingy and boisterous.
"What's with the voice? Don't tell me you have a heartbreak?"
"Go to hell, I'm just awake. If you've got nothing to say, I'll hang up"
"Don't be such a meanie, Amigo. I just wanna talk. It's so lonely back here."
"Well, I suppose I could waste some of my precious time with you."
"Drop the tsundere act already. I know you miss me too."
"Fuck you, I'm not a tsundere."
"Now now, I'm just messing with you. I just love your face when you are angry. Can you open the camera?"
"Urgh...certainly" the camera is opened"please now?"
"Wow! I never knew you are into this kind of thing."
"What thing? Futon?"
"I mean those bellos besides you. How much did you pay for them? Must be a lot, huh?"
"Oh, this is Mr Nakajima. Oh, Venus. Mr Nakajima!! Why are you here?"
"Nyawwn...Have you called my name, Bel-Sensei?"
"Certainly, I do. Why in the world are you in my room?"
"Umm...Rampo-Kun told me to stay close to you in case something dangerous happens to me."
"Question! Are you single, by any chance?"
"Hold your tongue, arsehole. You could just ignore him, Mr Nakajima. He's just a horny bastard."
"It's fine, really. I've been married for 60 years now."
"Ay, really, really? How sad... I'm Ban, by the way. Mucho Gusto."
"Atsushi Nakajima, a pleasure."
"By the way, Mr Nakajima. Where is Rampo? I'm gonna bash his skull!"
"I don't know. Wasn't he supposed to be here with us?"
"I think I saw someone leaving a moment ago. after you opened the camera."
"That bastard! I'll send him to Proserpina!"
"Be calm, Sensei. He is still here somewhere in this mansion."
"By the way, where in the world are you? What mansion are you talking about? Was there a case?"
"Yeah, a threatening letter was sent to the Japanese author Ms Tanzawa Inafune while she was on holiday in Toulouse. And so, she hired us and we're here at Mt. Tsukuba"
"Like I'm supposed to know where it is?"
"I just said she was Japanese." I sighed
I have spent time conversing about various topics with Mr Nakajima and that arsehole until Mrs Kurohana comes taking us to dinner.
During dinner, Mr Momiji and the Russian doppelganger appear to be disappeared. Hence, the Kurohana couple has gone off to search for them. Alas.........
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