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How's My Driving?

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[BZZZZAP!] Tch! You're in the way!

[The receiver whistles with a rush of air as it is quickly thrown aside, cracking as it lands roughly on the ground. In the background, a pair of hungry wolves can be heard growling.]

Heh. If you are looking for someone to be your dinner, then you've picked the wrong one... [The rings on his shakujou jangle.] Come!

[The wolves try to rush at Haruka, with their feet pounding against the ground and more vicious snarls. There is no way to tell what exactly is happening for certain, but there is an occasional thump and another jangle from the head of the shakujou as it is being shifted around.

THUMP! One of the wolves falls to the ground with a pained whimper, and then another after it tried to land one last strike against its prey. It's over.]

... You should have tried to go after weaker prey.

[A few minutes pass in silence, and Haruka reluctantly scoops the communicator up, tucking it into the pocket of his jacket. So it recorded the fight, huh.

His feet brush through the wet grass, stopping only when a feeble bark can be heard in the distance.]

...?

[Bzzt... Bzzt...]

...

[The noise drones on, like a cicada in the summer. Except that it isn't that poetic in reality. The noise is coming from the sound of raw volts continuously being surged into this frequency.]

Annoying.

[Tap. The tip of Haruka's shakujou lightly hits the communicator, and when the tengu speaks, there is a hint of underlining malice in his voice.]

I wonder how much electricity it would take to kill this thing...

[A loud popping noise can be heard from the raw charge of electricity that isn't coming from the communicator this time, but... also the sound of running footsteps? They pad up against the ground in a dash, and then--

WHUMP!]

AAAH!

[The rings of the shakujou clang together, and then the whole thing just falls right over unceremoniously onto the floor with a hollow bang.]

[A cheerful voice speaks up immediately after, its rather loud, and belongs to Kantarou.]

HAAAARUUUKAAAA~♥

Before, you said that things would be fine.

There are things that I wanted to make you see, but it's pointless now. Both you and your "Master" are now gone.

If you were still here, I doubt that you would be able to say those words so easily as you did then, Testament.

[Click.]

[Off-Network // Mariner High School, Rooms 103-105]

Kantarou, you said before that we should try and go somewhere and make ourselves as safe as possible before.

I hope you have a plan.

[Voice]

"Oni yori haruka ni tsuyoi"...

"Stronger than any demon."

[BZZZZAP!] ...again? Isn't it enough that I'm thinking out loud so that others can hear me like this?

[He takes a deep breath, and then slowly lets it out in a sigh.] Fine. I don't normally ask questions like this, but I'll try it this time. As long as it will appease your little spies, or this stupid machine.

[Text]

I have been thinking about names, and how the nations here have human names. It was something that the one called China told me about some time ago.

Why must humans name everything? Nothing is real to you until you've named it, given it limits.

Why does something need to be named, and what does the name you've been given mean to you?

[With the current mode switched on, listeners won't have the pleasure of knowing that Haruka has been getting buzzed incessantly since his time limit became overdue.]

[...] I would like to know more about the scientist known as Ace, or "Sweet One."

Also, about any other scientists that have been in contact with the people who were living in this city for over a year. Not for games, but as people.

[He never took an interest before, but... what sing_nonomori was able to tell him about Ace before has him a little interested. Especially considering what has been happening in the city lately.]

. . .

Kantarou. It's gotten too crowded... I'm heading up.

You're on your own.

[Voice]

[BZZZZAP!] Tch.

[...] Hanami... huh.

[An amused humph.] ...It's hard to think of holding a spring festival in a place where the flowers struggle to bloom and the cherry blossoms don't even exist, Yuuko-san.

[Text]

Wood that has already been cut should be hard to come by. They get used for other things that are more important than stalls. If we can obtain some from the trees in the forest, then that should be fine. Just be prepared for any of the monsters who live there.

Those that are too weak to fight should just stay behind. There are other things that you can do instead.

I would also like to know if there is any sake left, and who would be willing to donate it toward this festival.

This world is called "Fortuna."

A brand new world. Not just a broken city.

Yet you can only go so far until you get knocked down, injured, stricken by disease or killed here. Starved, brutally ripped apart by monsters, crushed or left helpless without a cure...

Even birds can't fly in the sky with total freedom. Because the sky we see everyday might as well just be an illusion. You can only go so high before you're forced back down to the ground.

Being stuck here is like being trapped inside of a rusted steel cage every single day.

[...]

...this city irritates me.

[The communicator clicks on, shuffling around in Haruka's jacket pocket while can be heard running down an empty hallway.] Shit!

Did he find them before, or wait until the power went out?

It's still snowing outside, so where the hell did he go?!

[After some more running, Haruka finally stops to catch his breath. Then he slams his fist firmly against a nearby wall.]

That stupid idiot... all because he couldn't keep his big mouth shut!

[[ooc Kantarou, Cirno and Haruka were robbed by a certain pirate phantom thief while their guard was down, and now Haruka is running around the high school in the dark trying to find the culprit.]]