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[color=#008b45][H2]ASAHI GOROSHI[/H2][/color][/center]


As he was fretting, the rest of Asahi’s crew came to offer him words of encouragement. They seemed quite understanding of his stress, trying to relieve his worries with positive feels and humor. It worked, somewhat. Shiro was being silly again and getting the brunt end of Akane’s tsundere rampage. Kosuke was being both a bum and a thug when he sent out one of his underlings to swipe White Guild drinks, despite the fact that there are plenty of other shops around they could borrow drinks from. And of course Jiro generally being the voice of reason among this ragtag group of adventurers. It reminded Asahi that he needs to be casual about this. Chill out, have fun, and don’t try too hard. Otherwise he’d just get frantic and paranoid.


[color=008b45]”Jeez… You guys are idiots…”[/color] Asahi said with a playful smirk. He took one of the flitched cans and drank from it. Unlike the others, Asahi wouldn’t be dressed up in a costume, partly because he kept the identity of Arms Slave a secret, mostly because he lacked the physic to actually pull off the four-armed monster man look. But he did have another role to play, and as the Sweeper’s unofficial leader, he would be at the head of the pack, sort to speak.


[color=008b45]”Yeah, I guess I’m kinda jittery. Just a lot going on, ya know? Dancing with my crew at a party is one thing, but we’ve never put on a performance like this before. It’s like… the expectation is bigger.”[/color] Finishing his soda Asahi tossed it into the trash, having it rebound off three different things before landing into the recycling bin. He took a bottle of water to calm his nerves. [color=008b45]”Of course, I’m more worried about myself screwing up. I know you guys have put a lot of work these past few days, so I have no doubts that you’ll do a great job! Otherwises, ha ha ha…. I’ll have to kill you.”[/color] Asahi said with genuine sarcasm. He was only somewhat serious given the importance of this performance, but at worse he’ll just give one of these guys a beating if they really fuck up.


Of course, things wouldn’t be so simply as butterflies on his stomach. It was a double-whammy of girls: Yuuno and Eris, of all people. Yuuno came in looking for the Blue King, only to suddenly realize that today was the day they were suppose to be performing. They had less than an hour before it was time, though they roughly had a few more minutes since the Ebony Strykers would be the first to perform. [color=008b45]”Yeah. Festival only happens today, Kurogami-san. Are you and your guild ready?”[/color] Hypothetical; if Yuuno didn’t know it was today, then she likely didn’t know. Asahi would have to think quick, and he had an idea. But first, to deal with Eris.


She had brought snacks for the guild. Asahi was immediately distrustful knowing Eris’s reputation with the Sweepers and the Ebony Strykers. He wouldn’t put it past her to had poisoned any of this stuff. Fortunately Asahi had helped himself to a variety of festival snack foods before arriving, so he wasn’t particularly hungry. [color=008b45]”Well well well. Never thought I’d see Eclipse Princess with the likes of us. To what do we owe the pleasure?”[/color] Eris was likely one of those types of girls who were sweet on the outside and psycho inside, so Asahi was taking a serious risk trying to prod her for answers. He didn’t want to look unfriendly if she did come for benign reasons, but no sense in taking a risk if she’s as vindictive as he suspects. He also took a glance out of the window to see if he could catch the glimpse of any snipers she might have placed around here as an intimidation tactic.


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[color=#cd2626][H2]RETSU GOROSHI[/H2][/color][/center]


Retsu was just on her way to the White Guild’s cafe when she spotted Yoshino in her peripheral. Given her determined walk towards her, Retsu smirked and looked at the student president. [color=cd2626]”Well well well. Never thought I’d see the student president take time off to enjoy the festival.”[/color] Retsu could imagine that Yoshino needed someone reliable to help her deal with all this extra work everyone had offloaded onto her. Busy work like this was more up her alley then singing and dancing on a stage. The fact that Moon Rider might have to do it herself did make Retsu slightly more interested in the idea. [color=cd2626]”Or maybe not. So, what can I do for you, Tsugumi-san? Business, or pleasure?”[/color]