This choice: Someone enters and (hopefully) saves the day • Go Back...Chapter #11Someone enters and (hopefully) saves the day by: SkeithTheTerror   As Seijuro braced himself for the end, he was saved not by an angel from above but perhaps a demon from below? Or at least that's what it felt like as a trap door opened beneath his feet and he began to fall several stories down to the theater basement.
"No!" Yui yelled out, Seijuro was the one person who could potentially stop her before she created her paradise. She needed to get this helmet on him post-haste. And luckily for her, she had the perfect team to do so.
"Azami, search the rooftops!" She pointed at the young ninja who nodded and jumped away.
"Itsuki and Komachi, search everyone's rooms!" The Moon and Wind Division being her faithful servants even without mind control was an incredible boon.
"Claris, I want you to scope out every inch of the theater until you find them!" Yui gave one more order to Claris.
"O-of course!" Claris' face was pinker than anyone had seen it, she was so thankful to be acknowledged by the person she had been mind controlled to love. Pulling out her book of libromancy she spoke up "I'll find them for you as soon as possible!"
Yui's devilish grin soon turned into a look of dissatisfaction. "A book? Sorry, chick, but I link my blondes dumb." With a snap of Yui's fingers, Itsuki and Hiromi shoved the helmet back onto Claris as Yui typed another brain changing command.
Once the process was done, Claris had an almost blank look in her eyes. "Like, uh, what was I doing?" The completely changed girl asked.
"You were going to search the theater for Seijuro and bring him here." Yui ordered with a smile.
"Okie-dokie then!" Claris gave a salute before skipping off, dropping her spellbook before she even left the stage.
"As for you three..." Yui looked to the still captive Anastasia, Hatsuho, and Sakura. "We'll need to get you new 'jobs' around here. This isn't a theater any more, this is my mansion and I need servants!" Yui gave an evil laugh, certain of her victory.
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"Owwww..." Seijuro groaned in pain. His long fall down from the stage was broken only by a too small mattress in the theater workshop.
"Oh thank goodness you're okay!" Reiji yelled out and nearly hugged his old navy buddy.
"Reiji? Are you still normal?" Seijuro asked. Hoping that Reiji both wasn't hypnotized and hadn't betrayed him.
"Yup, welcome to the resistance, buddy. It's just you and me against Yui." Reiji said grimmly.
"Just us?!" Seijuro was shocked by exactly how dire the situation was. "What about Sumire? Or Kaoru?!"
Reiji sighed. "They were the first to fall. Kaoru is sitting on a newspaper downtown shaking a can for money she now thinks she needs and Sumire thinks she's the theater's new janitor, Jack."
Seijuro shivered at the thought. "So, can we fix this? You can just build another helmet so we can fix everyone right?"
Reiji shook his head incredibly fast "No way! One helmet alone has been enough of a disaster! We can't build another! If we're going to fix this, we'll need to steal the helmet back from Yui."
"Steal it back?" Seijuro gulped "She has the whole Flower Division on her side! We'll never get close!"
"Correct, my friend!" Reiji wagged his finger. "We'll never get close, which is why we need to exploit a pervert's one weakness: women!"
"What woman is going to help us? Komachi and Itsuki have already joined Yui's side." Seijuro explained. That was when he saw Reiji was currently putting together a new machine and everything began to click into place. "Oh no, oh hell no!"
"It's the only way, Seijuro!" Reiji put a hand on his friends shoulder "If we are to fix the theater, you'll need to flip the tables and have Yui perv on you."
Seijurk sighed, if this was truly the only way to save the Flower Division, then he was willing to do it. "Fine, fire it up Reiji."
Reiji began to give a nervous laugh "Ah, well, the thing is...I can't finish it now. We don't have the parts for it. Normally Kaoru would deliver what we need, but without her we'll need to get creative..."
"Creative, how?" Seijuro was worried about what would come next.
"We should be able to get the parts we need if we break apart a few things in the theater. The automatic money counter in Koamchi's shop, a manju dispenser I made for Azami, and a few other miscellaneous steam devices around the theater should do." Reiji began to write down a list of parts he'd need to finish the machine.
"So if we want to fix the Flower Division...we'll probably have to fight our way through them first." Seijuro felt conflicted about all of this, but for now he saw no other way to fix things.
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"How are you liking your new uniforms, girls?" Yui tried to hold back some drool as she stared at her harem.
"It's wonderful, master!" Anastasia said, her outfit having been replaced with an all too short maid uniform in a chipper voice. "Can I get anything for you? Perhaps some tea and cookies or...Would you like some more personal experience?"
"Yui! Yui! He's our man! No one pervs like her can!" Sakura let out a cheer with her new pom-poms, her conservative kimonos were thrown out as Komachi replaced her wardrobe with various cheerleader uniforms
"Ah, master, don't you think this is a little too much clothing? I can wear less if you want." Hatsuho asked, she was now wearing only a bikini. "I think there was a cute string piece on sale downtown."
Yui laughed, had Seijuro really given up this golden opportunity simply because he respects the Flower Division? He was a disgrace to perverts everywhere.
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In the basement, Seijuro and Reiji had armed themselves with weapons that hopefully wouldn't hurt the Flower Division too much while they hunted down the parts they needed. Wooden bats, a cannon to launch pillows, and a device that Reiji called the 'Quick-change-gun'. It would swap the outfits of any two targets. Just in case they came across something too distracting.
Exiting the elevator, it was too long before they came across their first foe...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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