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Vender… That name sounds familiar to you… His pompous voice… You got it! He’s the same jackass who lent out your van without your permission! This asshole must pay for what he did to <span class="mu-s">YOUR VAN</span>! You’re righteously angry, the most socially acceptable kind of angry! And since you can’t waste any time, the perfect plan comes to your mind!
“You’re out of your depth, outnumbered, and outwitted. Do you yield? My offer won’t stand fore—”
You punch the crap out of Vender’s face! One blow was all it took to knock him out! He was too overconfident to even think you’d do something.
“That takes care of it.” A little part of Nariko is disappointed. She thought Vender would produce more of a challenge.
“<span class="mu-i">M-Master Vender…!</span>” The grunts are in shock! They’ve never seen this guy get absolutely annihilated before! Which seems questionable to you, this kid has mid-boss energy...
“Guys, the Sword is done. Let this be the final nail on the coffin.” Tonu takes the pin from his sweater and drops it on Vender. “I’ll personally stop anyone who tries to bring it back. So, like, scram and never look back for your own sakes. It was fun, I guess.”
Those few words were enough to make the most pathetic delinquent gang you have ever seen disperse. Imagine being a more pitiful gang than the one your little sister leads… One you thought she left! Guess Aurora and Amelia couldn’t figure out a proper way to do it, or Ursula did more than just pretend to be in trouble to involve Mama Bear in her activities. Anyway, you three move onto the men’s dorm proper.
Wasting as little time as possible, Tonu uses his belly ladder to go up to his room in the blink of an eye! After less than a minute, he comes down with the keyboard under his arm... through the building’s stairs. You imagine it’s easier to use the ladder to go up than down with his lame powers...
“Edamura, here’s my lucky charm…” Tonu acts sentimental. “Thank you, it gave me strength for a very long time. To me, this is the true treasure of this journey.”
“Okay.” Nariko snatches her lovely keyboard from the weirdo’s hands. “Ehem, Dear Johnny! My keyboard is back in my hands!” Your OG Hobo celebrates! You two finally got it! The damn fucking Keyboard! Now you can move onto actually important things like the band!
“Squawk.” The Flying Referee acknowledges the transaction as done, and flies away. Good-bye little Toucan, until you meet him and his spinning wheel again…
“Time to get the hell out of here!” You’re moving on!
