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Beasts of Rap Cypher (Mega Yozakura Ver.)

Bring the Beat!

[Aranai:]

I'm Ride or Die, with a tale that's quite the fix

Channeling the power of Kyuubi in the mix

Like Naruto, I've got a spirit that will not bow

A fiery will inside, that's burning bright right now!

In the shadows, I move, a silent fox's stride

With Kurama's strength, I face the world with pride

Cold as the moon on a clear, frosty night

Yet hot like the chakra flames, taking flight!

Against all odds, I stand, fierce and unafraid

My resolve is like the seal, strong and well-made

Loyal to my pack, like the fox to the leaf

In the battle of life, I command and lead (Yozakura!)

Ride or Die, a name that echoes with fame

In the anime of life, I play the ultimate game

With a spirit both cold and hot, I fucking thrive

Like the Nine-Tailed Fox, I'm eternally alive!

[Lana:]

I'm Facade, the artist, with a vision so vast

My canvas tells stories, from the first to the last

Like the Beast Titan's strength, my art stands tall

A protective shield, it's a fortress wall

With every brushstroke, I fight life's cruel test

Guarding my sister, ensuring she gets the best

My colors are a haven, a safe, warm embrace

Like the Titan's arms, a secure, mighty space

In the gallery of life, my paintings are the key

Unlocking a world where my sister can be free

My murals, a battleground, where I fiercely contend

Against any foe, on me, she can depend

Facade, that's me, an enigma, a guide

With the Beast Titan's might, I won't let harm betide!

Together we stand, in this art-filled fight

A duo of strength, in the day and the night

[Aika:]

I'm VeeXn, living life with a hedonist's flair

Savoring each moment, like a breath of fresh air

With Renemon's grace, I dance through the fray

A golden glint in my eye, I seize the day

My laughter rings out, a melody so sweet

Indulging in life's pleasures, I never skip a beat

Yet, with a mother's heart, I fiercely decree

To my daughter, Keiko, a guardian I'll be

Like Renemon's swift strike, my resolve is clear

In the digital world or here, I hold her near

My love's a shield, from any harm, I'll defend

For her, I'll fight, to the very end

VeeXn, that's me, a spirit untamed

In the game of life, my joy's proclaimed

Hedonistic, yet a protector so keen

Balancing both, I'm a force unseen

[Eldrid:]

I'm Valkyrie, the champ, in the ring, I reign

With fists like Lucario's aura, I bring the pain

An MMA warrior, with a title to claim

I face any challenger, no fear, no shame!

From city to city, wherever I roam

I stand as a guardian, making any place home

My brother's keeper, in the fight of life

I shield him from trouble, from any strife

Like Lucario, I sense the auras around

In the silence of battle, I hear every sound

My spirit's unyielding, my resolve is steel

For my wife's safety, I'm the real deal!

Valkyrie, that's me, I'm a force so rare

In the octagon of life, I'm fully aware

Defending my kin with every move I make

I'm the champion of bonds that none can break!

[Nadya:]

I'm Vipera, the smartest alive

Crafting plans so cunning, you'd think I connive

With a mind so sharp, like a snake in the grass

I slither through problems, none can surpass

Revenge is a dish best served with my wit

Enemies beware, or in my trap, you'll sit

I'm the viper with venom, in every word I spit

A touch of poison, oh, isn't it legit?

Like Chopper's transformations, I adapt and thrive

In a world of pretenders, it's how I survive

Sarcasm's my shield, my tongue, a swift knife

Cutting through nonsense, it's just my life

So here's to the foes who think they can cope!

With Vipera's mind, you've got no hope

In this grand game of life, I'm the queen, the pope

And if you think otherwise, you're a hilarious trope

[Kanra:]

I'm D.Vil, don't test me, my temper's a flare

Dare to pick a fight? I'll give you a scare

My strength's abnormal, a power untamed

In a world of the normal, I'm unashamed

Short-fused, quick to ignite, like Retsuko's rage

On life's vast stage, I'm a force uncaged

I roar in defiance, my voice loud and clear

Challenging the world, without a hint of fear

Unmatchable might, in my fists it resides

With each battle I fight, my spirit abides

I'm searching, seeking, who am I to be?

In this reflection, what truth will I see?

Like Retsuko's metal, I'm a rebel's song!

In the heart of the mosh pit, where I belong!

D.Vil, that's me, fierce and unbowed

In the quest of self, I stand proud!

[Shian:]

I'm 'Ready or Not', in pursuit, I never rest

Like Legoshi on the prowl, I'm on a quest

A bail agent by day, a hunter by the night

Tracking down my targets, until they're in sight

Time is money, and I invest with care

In the urban jungle, I'm fully aware

Like a wolf, I stalk, with patience and grit

For every fugitive, I'm a perfect fit

My prey may run, they may try to hide

But like Legoshi's instinct, I won't be denied!

I value my hours, each minute's a gain

In the chase of justice, I endure the pain

'Ready or Not', that's the name I uphold

With a spirit unyielding, fierce and bold

In the world of the chase, I'm the leading plot

For those who skip bail, ready or not

[Aoba:]

I'm Guinevere, in this world, feeling lost

Navigating the present, at such a high cost

Haunted by guilt, a shadow from my past

Seeking redemption, a peace that will last

In a sea of ignorance, I stand for the wise

Disdaining the haters, who knowledge despise

Like Michiru Kagemori, I've changed, I've grown

In a world unfamiliar, I've stood alone

Transformed by my trials, like Michiru's plight

From human to beast, from darkness to light

Guinevere, that's me, a seeker of truth

In the library of life, I reclaim my youth

[Taria:]

I'm Misfit, the free spirit, no chains on my soul

Like Komamura's heart, my courage is whole

In a world that judges, I stand apart

Living my truth, my way, straight from the heart

I value my freedom, it's my right, my song

In the melody of life, I'm where I belong

No fear of being misunderstood, I'm clear

I'm the author of my story, I steer

Don't tell me how to live, I won't conform

Like Komamura's loyalty, I weather the storm

I'm unique, not a piece in your societal kit

In the puzzle of life, I'm the perfect misfit

So here's to living without a scripted plot

Like Komamura's strength, I'll give it all I've got

Misfit, that's me, unapologetically bold

In the book of my life, my story's told

[Kureha:]

I'm Eclipse, with a brush, I command the night

Painting dreams on canvas, with colors so bright

Grateful for each sunrise, a life anew

In Saitama's embrace, my passion grew

Protector of home, a shield for my kin

Like Panda in battle, I'm set to win

My art, my heart, both fiercely ablaze

For family and city, my love's a craze

Dare harm a hair, you'll meet my dark side

An eerie promise, in shadows, I'll bide

With Panda's spirit, my resolve's unshaken

In the face of danger, I'm not forsaken

Eclipse, that's me, a guardian so bold

In the gallery of life, my story's told

With a palette of valor, I paint my creed

For those I cherish, I'll always lead

[Sumire:]

I'm Diabla, the anarchist, with a vision unbound

In a world of chains, it's freedom I've found

No rulers, no thrones, just the people's sound

In the ashes of power, my hopes are crowned

I despise the corrupt, their hearts are so vile

Like demons, all they fucking do is beguile!

With Monokuma's grin, I see through their trial

In a game of deceit, I'm the judge and the dial

A new world I crave, where the free will rise

Away from the shadows, under open skies

My hatred for tyrants, it's really no surprise

Like a demonologist, I see through their lies

So here's to the fall of the unjust decree

With Diabla's chant, we'll set ourselves free

In the dance of anarchy, it's clear to see

I'm the change that's coming, the key to the spree

[Sanyu:]

I'm MC Rogue, not your average prototype

In a world of copies, I'm the real hype

"Normal" is a myth, a bland disguise

I rock my quirks, that's where my power lies

Like Keroro Gunso, I lead my platoon

Marching to my beat, under my own moon

We're all different, that's the master key

Embrace the odd, let the unique be free

I rap about acceptance, drop bars of truth

In the studio of life, there's no soundproof booth

We hear all the stories, the flaws make the groove

In the mix of humanity, we all can improve

MC Rogue, that's me, with a message so strong

Like Sgt. Frog, in this world, I belong

Celebrating differences, we dance along

In the symphony of life, we're all the song

[Yuriko:]

I'm Black Dahlia, with a vibe that's lethal

Dancing with death, I fear no equal

Refuse to bow, my head held high

Like Beerus & Champa, I rule the sky

I dare you to test, to try your luck

Against my might, you'll find you're stuck

In the rap of life, I am the dark beat

My presence alone will knock you off your feet

I'm the whisper of fate, the shadow of night

With a power divine, I'm the ultimate fight

Don't underestimate me, I'm far from least

In the hierarchy of rap, I'm the fearsome beast

Black Dahlia, that's me, a force so grand

Like gods of destruction, I make my stand

Last on the mic, but first in command

In the universe of verse, I'm eternally planned

@kyoto-division @minato-division01 @taito-division @edogawa-division @akihabara-division03 @kumamoto-division @ota-division @saitama-division @shinagawa-division @fukuokadivision1

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saitama-division · 4 months

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It was exactly 11:00 A.M. in Saitama when the famous model, Lola Takahashi, left her apartment complex to head down to the modeling agency. Same as everyday, with no change, save unless it was some special occasion. No big deal.

...Of course, the model in an effort to have dozens of flashing cameras on her, failed to take note of her surroundings. For the past several days, someone had been watching her, taking note of her routine. They had done this for the past several days until it was the day of Christmas. As the model departed once more to the modeling agency, the strange observer finally made their move.

Walking up to the front desk of the apartment, the stranger slipped the man behind the desk counter an envelope. Raising an eyebrow, the man opened the envelope. His eyes grew wide as inside the white folded paper were over 100 neatly stacked dollar bills. Looking at the stranger once more, the man looked as they slid a note to them. Picking it up, the man read it and their eyes grew wide as it contained only five words, but the message was clear:

'The key to the penthouse'

The desk assistant and stranger stared at each other for up to 15 seconds before the man wordlessly dropped both a hard key and a keycard into the stranger's hand. With a nod, the stranger walked towards the elevator and swiped the card, sending them to the very top floor. Upon reaching the only apartment available, the stranger unlocked the front entrance and took in the apart of the supermodel, Lola Takahashi.

The whole place made the stranger sick. They could smell sex, alcohol, used toiletries, and above all, desperation. Ugh, they needed to hurry and do what they came to do so they could hurry up and leave this place. Shaking their head, the stranger placed the large black duffel bag they had brought with them down on the ground and opened it up, pulling out various tools. It was time to get to work.

Two hours later...

At long last, the stranger was done. To the untrained eye, it looked like nothing at all was done. The apartment was pretty much in the same way it was when the stranger walked in. Of course, that was only if you weren't a master saboteur, which the stranger was. That was why they were hired, after all. Smirking behind their mask, the stranger gathered up their tools and locked the door behind the apartment. They then returned down to the first floor, and walked up to the desk. Dropping the key and card down on the desk, the stranger wordlessly exited the apartment complex.

Making their way out, the stranger pulled out their cell phone, opened up their text messages and typed a message to an unknown number. The message was short and sweet:

'Job is done. Expect results soon.'

With that, the stranger disappeared out of Saitama, their work complete.

Several more hours later...

The figure of Lola Takahashi was busy running home from the nightclub she was previously in, in a panic. Why is that, you ask? Well...

It may or may not have had something to do with the fact that her hair was currently itching like crazy due to the fact that she had somehow or other come down with a bad case of head lice.

It could have been due to the fact that her face was suddenly breaking out like crazy, coming down zits and pimples galore.

Or, it could have been the fact that dozens of people were laughing at her and she had to get home before her reputation worsened. It could have been all of those things and more. Whose to say, really?

As the model finally made it home, she thought her problems were finally over. However...

As she opened the door to her apartment...

A huge explosion went off that sent the model tumbling back. When she had finally regained her bearings, she found her entire living room and most of her kitchen filled with glitter, as well as a noxious foul odor. The model looked around in shock as her entire apartment was absolutely ruined!

Who the hell could have been responsible for this? This was supposed to be Christmas day! A day where she was supposed to have fun and celebrating! Instead, her entire evening had been absolutely ruined!

The itching in her hair reminded her of the pain she was currently in and she quickly ran to her bathroom, ignoring the mess in her apartment for now. As she turned on the light, she looked at the large mirror in her bathroom and stopped in shock as there was a message on it, which finally brought to her attention who was responsible for all this...

In Okinawa...

In her bedroom of Eagle's Nest, Evelyn was busy sipping a martini through a fancy straw, a smile on her face. She didn't know why, but she felt pretty good about today as a dark smile made it way to her face.

"Alexa, play 'Gives You Hell' by All-American Rejects."

"Sure. Playing 'Gives You Hell' by All-American Rejects on Apple Music."

Obeying the command, the A.I. began playing the song on her device as Evelyn continued smiling, humming the lyrics to the song.

Back in Saitama...

The model was busy staring at the message on her bathroom window. What was the message, you ask? It was simple, containing only six words, yet the message, itself, was clear:

'DON'T FUCK WITH A CALIFORNIA BITCH'

Several days ago...

"So... you want my help to get Lola back for pranking you on your birthday?"

"I wouldn't, like, ask if I didn't need your help."

"And what, exactly, is keeping me from telling her or Sumire about your little plan?"

"I'll pay you for your help."

"...How much we talking?"

"I don't care how much. Price isn't, like, an option for me."

"...Let's say I say 'yes'. What exactly do you want me to do?"

"I don't, like, give a damn! Just make that bitch regret fucking with me, so she, like, gets the point not to do it again."

"..."

"Well? Are you, like, in or what?"

"...Meh, what the hell? I had nothing else to do. And I don't particularly care for her anyway. Plus, since Sumire helped her, that pretty much makes her fair game, anyway."

"Great! How much?"

"We'll discuss price after I'm done."

"Awesome! Like, thanks Aranai!"

"Meh, what can I say? I'm always up for a game of 'Prank War'."

“God Tsumugi, you look horrible.” Lola Takahashi wrinkled her nose in disgust as she stared at her pitiful assistant who was too busy scratching her scalp off her head, the blonde wig thrown and discarded. The two walked back towards the ruined living room, the blonde model clicked her tongue in annoyance, she was definitely going to have to call someone to clean all this up but she could worry about that later, besides, she had three other penthouses in other Divisions she could stay at and there was Sayaka’s place too.

Lola took a sip of her hot chocolate before speaking. “Though I can’t say that I didn’t see this coming, like c’mon who the fuck does that dumb bitch think I am? It was only a matter of time before she would clap back but honestly, who the fuck pranks someone on Christmas? Talk about a fucking grinch, am I right?”

“L-Lola-san! Please!” Tsumugi cried out, tears streaming down her pimple infested face as she tugged and pulled at her hair. “Please help me, I did what you asked me to do!”

“I know, darling, I know.” Lola cooed, pouting. She genuinely did feel bad about throwing her loyal assistant into the line of fire but there was no fucking way that she was going to lay down and take whatever ameuter scheme Evelyn fucking Rose had planned for her. “You were so good for me, you did everything I told you too and more, to think I was worried that this wouldn’t work, don’t worry, you’ll be compensated very generously and I want you to take a few days off to recover, you’ll be paid of course and I just want to say thank you so much, you really saved my ass.” The model beamed.

Now, I know what you’re thinking, how is Lola still standing in one piece and looking as beautiful as ever if not more? Wasn’t someone stalking her? How could she have slipped under their radar? Well…

— Several Days Ago —

Lola raised a brow at Sumire’s caller ID before answering, placing the phone up to her ear. “Hey Sumi, what’s up?”

“Hey Lola, do you remember that prank you pulled on Evelyn for her birthday?”

A wide smirk graced the Russian model’s face, oh how glorious it was, she was so grateful for Sumire for helping her and sending her the camera footage of Evelyn having a mental breakdown in the bathroom. “Of course, dear, it quite literally happened yesterday. Why do you ask?”

“Well I’m sure you already know but Evelyn is determined to get it back in blood, I overheard a conversation between her and Aranai, I think it’s best if you lay low for a few days.”

Lola rolled her eyes, sighing. “Oh god, the hell is that bitch planning?”

“Dunno but since she’s turning to Aranai for help, it’s definitely something to be on your guard for, I should know. Look, don’t tell anyone this but I’m willing to help you out again, I can hide you somewhere until it all blows over.”

Lola raised a brow, surprised and a bit touch that the anarchist would do this for her. “Aw, thank you Sumi but I gotta ask, why? Look, you know I’m willing to pay whatever price you have.”

“Don’t worry about it, you’re one of the few people in this country that I genuinely like, besides I’ll be damned if I let Aranai one up me. So? You in or out?”

“Hold on gorgeous, I can’t just suddenly disappear out of nowhere, especially after I gave Barbie Bitch her gift, not only would that be suspicious as hell but that’ll also make me look cowardly and I’ll be damned if I’ll let anyone think I’m scared of that skank. Plus, it’ll be cruel to deprive my adoring fans of their daily dose of Aphrodite.” Lola pouted and she could practically see Sumire rolling her eyes.

“Yeah, I get it but what are you going to do? It’s not like you can find someone to fill in for you while you’re gone.”

That made Lola pause for a moment before her eyes lit up as she had an idea, “Actually…I do.”

“Wait what-“

“I gotta go Sumi, send me the details later!”

“Lo-“

Lola hung up and immediately began dialing a new number, tapping her fingers impatiently as she waited for whoever was on the other line to pick up.

“Lola-san? Is something wro-“

“Tsumugi! Do you want a raise?!”

— Now —

“Dolly’s on her way now, Tsu-Tsu, she’ll take you to a doctor to get yourself treated, now you just focus on resting up and getting better, okay? I’ll need my perfect assistant at her best!” Lola beamed at the still scratching girl as she left her penthouse and took the elevator down to the lobby, her eyes landed on the reception desk where a man was usually supposed to be but he was unfortunately let go…into the back of a black van, the model had a feeling that the beaches of Okinawa will receive a rather unpleasant surprise.

Huffing, the blonde took out her phone again and dialed a number, putting the device next to her ear as the other line picked up. Immediately, Lola was greeted to the sound of people cheering and screaming along with other unidentifiable noises before a clear voice spoke.

“Yo.”

“Hey Sumi~” Lola greeted, smiling brightly. “You sound busy, I’m not interrupting anything am I?”

“Ehhhhh, not really, I’m just enjoying a show, what’s up, how was the trip back?”

“Oh it was great! Hey, listen, thank you so much for all your help, I really owe you big time.”

“No problem, so, what are you gonna do now? I mean, your place isn’t exactly ‘habitable’ now, also do you plan on getting Evelyn back?”

Lola sighed and rubbed at her forehead, feeling a headache coming. “I’m not worried about that, I can always have it fixed and I’m not short on places to find shelter. I’m just gonna kick back and relax today, I mean it is Christmas after all, plus there’s a certain birthday girl I need to visit.”

“Ahhh, that’s right, tell Kureha I said happy birthday, but what about Evelyn?”

“Will do, and what about her? I’ll let her think she’s won, it is the holiday after all and mainly because I don’t want to have to deal with her irritating ass more than I absolutely have to. Until I beat her ass to the point where she’s unrecognizable in the DRB, I want nothing to do with her.”

“Gotcha gotcha, merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas~”

Did you really think I was going to make it easy on you, Taito dear? 🖕

#hypmic oc #hypnosis mic oc #hypnosis mic #hypmic #hypnosis microphone #lola takahashi #sumire shinomiya #evelyn rose #aranai norikoru #ace douglas #rashaad young #merry christmas 2023 #hypmic christmas 2023 #you thought you were real funny huh Taito?#Well who’s laughing now bitch?

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hamamatsu-divison · 6 months

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Kaede's thoughts on ueno division

Aranai Norikoru

"so this is the leader of that gang..."Yozakura" i have reason? is a bit unexpected see her in a rap tournament but not much i guess and Eden mentioned he saw her once on his perfomances and something about his aura i don't know"

Shisuta Heisha

"a catholic nun?...I never thought on see one in japan or talk with one,she work on a flower shop and sometimes i going there for buy bouquets or rose seeds and sometimes i talked with Shisuta-san, although she thought i'm blind and i said her i can see normally but don't mind because lot of people think i'm blind at first glance"

Kisouna Yuzairu

Kaede looked at that picture and sighed-"Yuzairu-san... with her is a bit complicated...she seems to have troubles with my boyfriend but Jyuto not say me much about his job and i know about his... don't better actions but not about the worst of all..besides sometimes i saw her in my perfomances with a little girl who i think is her daughter but i can't say much about her"

Sakurai Clan

"personally i not have troubles with thist team, except maybe Yuzairu but her troubles are with Jyuto not me.... besides this team isn't our goal we are here to research and i'm in this tournament because i need...answers"-said Kede with a blank look

Remember all his family being massacred infront of him...

Darkness and the feel of a ache on his back and only voices from his nightmares who say something about "you can't scape from your fate"

#hamamatsu division #hypnosis mic #hypmic #hypnosis mic oc #trickstar #hypnosis microphones #kaede iwasawa #aranai norikoru #shisuta heisha #kisouna yuzairu

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kumamoto-division · 7 months

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Kunio's thoughts on ueno division

Aranai Norikoru

"hahahaha I like this girl,she defeat Tomi's team and it is something I thanks for,I hope his defeat low him ay least a bit his arrogance but coming from my brother I don't think,I only hope get along with her but considering Tomi I don't hope so much....I swear if someone would give me a dollar for all people who Tomi made angry..."-Kunio rolled his eyes

Shisuta Heisha

"...I think Natsume talk me about her once apparently he sometimes talk with miss Heisha when he's in ueno for a art exhibition or visiting his father... i'm glad that at least one religious person don't be rude with Natsume i don't have nothing againts the religion but considering the bad experiences Natsume had and sometimes have still having with catholics due his beliefes but shisuta seems don't judgment him so i'm grateful with for it"

Kisouna Yuzairu

"i remember her,in Aranai san birthday i think see her with her teammates and his daughter,the little one looked the stage with glowing eyes and was so cute,i wonder if me and Natsume have a kid someday..."-Kunio said with dreaming eyes but after seconds talk again with a more serious look-"but i'm worried too...I think Yuzairu dedication to her job is admirable but how she's overwork currently... i'm afraid of say that she would turn into the "villains" who want destroy or die due overwork..."

Sakurai clan

"this team destroyed JST on their first battle and i respect them for it i don't know if we will be againt them but I hope that it happen without any type of negative emotion"

#hypmic #hypnosis mic #hypnosis mic oc #hypmic oc #hypnosis microphone #kumamoto division #strange magic #kunio chōten #ueno division #aranai norikoru #shisuta heisha #kisouna yuzairu #sakurai clan

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niigata-division · 7 months

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Seiji's Thoughts on Ueno Division

Aranai Norikoru

“Due to my position as Chief of Police, I am rarely in the field. So I have yet to meet the girl who has caused police all over the country so much trouble.” Seiji raised his eyebrow at the photo of the pink-haired biker. “However it's not because of my work as an officer that I know of her. No. The reason I am aware of her is because of my wife Kirimi. As the former leader of a bōsōzoku gang herself, I was not surprised that she thought that Norikoru was an absolute riot.” Seiji sighed. “I swear if Kirimi had not met her…untimely death she would have personally challenged this girl to a street race.”

Shisuta Heisha

“I’m not as acquainted with Heisha-san as much as Ayumu is but from what I’ve been able to tell she is quite friendly and kind. I can see why Ayumu likes her so much. The complete opposite from…her.” A faint smirk formed on Seiji’s face. “Ayumu thinks he’s hidden away how he feels about her but when you've known someone for over thirty years there isn't much you can hide. Anyway, I keep telling him to ask her on a date but Ayumu can be quite stubborn when he wants to be. I can’t say I blame him he's still recovering from the damage that witch he calls an ex-wife gave him.”

Kisouna Yuzairu

“I've worked with Yuzairu-san a few times over the years. I greatly admire her dedication to her job and it's something I respect very much about her. I also sympathize with her in the fact that losing a loved one is never easy.” Seiji pauses. “Although I worry over the fact that she will work herself to an early grave. I know I can't say much on that end god knows how many times Ayumu has had to drag me away from my work to rest. However, I am truly glad to have a trustworthy face in this tournament which only seems to bring the worst of the worst out of the woodwork.”

Sakurai Clan

“Although by the rules of the tournament, we should be rivals, Valor Guard and Sakurai Clan have temporally formed an alliance despite their leader's complaints. Should we battle I hope that we will not let each other’s words affect us. I wish the ladies of Ueno luck and may the best team win.”

“So it begins. Our entry into the Division Rap Battles.” Seiji sighs. “I was set to decline Wataru’s ask for a favor but now I'm close to having my questions answered and I intend to see it through.”

#hypnosis microphone #hypnosis mic #hypmic #hypmic oc #niigata division #valor guard #seiji tsukimoto #ueno division #sakurai clan #aranai norikoru #shisuta heisha #kisouna yuzairu

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edogawa-division · 8 months

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It was early morning when Kaoru received a notification on her computer that a package had been delivered. Despite it being her birthday, she was currently alone at home since Yuriko had to work, and Kanra had school. Frowning slightly, she checked the house's security cameras and looked as, on the front porch, boxes and containers had been seated neatly. And a delivery man had just walked off, not bothering to wait for a signature as he tried to avoid waiting at this house longer than necessary, due in no small part to Yuriko's deadly nature, Kanra's abnormal strength, and ADA's defense systems.

Sighing, the computer hacker stopped what she was doing and walked to the front of the house. Opening the door, she looked around briefly before looking down at all of the boxes. Sighing again, she picked up one before bringing it into the house. She then brought in the next, then the one after, until finally all of them were in. Though only a few of them were fairly light, the computer hacker still felt slightly exhausted by the ordeal.

"I need to work out with Yuriko and Kanra more," Kaoru thought as she let the AC cool her off. Once it did, she got to her favorite part of her birthday: unwrapping gifts. Picking up a random one, it felt far heavier than the others. Unwrapping it, she opened the box and veered as to what was inside:

Kaoru's eyes grew wide as inside was a DJ beginner's dream: a vinyl turntable as well as a programming station. A slight smirk appeared on her face as she thought of only one person who would go out of her way to get her something like this. Pulling out both pieces of equipment, she found a letter situated at the bottom. Reading it, her suspicions were confirmed as she saw who had signed it.

'What up, Miss Strategist? Heard today was your special day, so I thought I'd send you some gifts to celebrate! I remember you mentioned once at band practice that you wanted some DJ equipment to 'fine-tune' our sound. So, yours truly decided to go out of her way to get you some! You'd better be grateful! And I expect you to know how to use those things at our next practice! See you then, girl! And happy birthday!

Signed,

Aranai'

Kaoru chuckled, shaking her head at the Yozakura leader's antics. She had only known Aranai for a year or so now, but she still didn't know what the former biker was thinking sometimes. Still, she was a badass gift-giver! Kaoru was looking forward to trying this equipment in her lab later.

Setting them off to the side, she picked up the next box, which was, thankfully, far lighter than the first one. Unwrapping it, she looked inside and her eyes, again, grew big at what was inside:

It was a... birthday cake. But what made it so impressive was the cake was designed to look like the motherboard of a computer or something akin to it. It was covered with bits and pieces, which, thankfully, were edible. To top it all off, it had a 'Happy Birthday' sign on it which was lit up. How exactly, was unknown.

The computer hacker found her mouth watering as she stared at the sweet confectionary. Even covered in plastic to keep it from smearing or getting torn to pieces, Kaoru could still smell the icing coming off of it. Carefully pulling it out of the box, she set it down on the kitchen table, eager to bite into it as soon as she was done. Going back to the box, she looked as a letter was attached to the bottom.

'Happy birthday to you, Kaoru. Yuriko-san mentioned in passing that your birthday was today so I decided to make you a cake to celebrate. Sorry if its not as good as the ones I sent Kanra-chan. But I hope you enjoy it, regardless. Again, happy birthday and I hope it is a good one.

Sincerely,

Luis Kōkyū'

Kaoru smiled as she had a feeling that the Hispanic chef would send her something. Frankly, she would have been a bit disappointed if he hadn't, especially since he had sent Kanra something for her birthday. As much as she enjoyed her sister's baked goods, Luis's had a special place in her heart. Maybe it was because she only got to eat them once in a while, whilst she had Kanra's baked goods almost every day. She really hoped that in the future the two of them didn't have a competition between them. If they did, it was going to be hell choosing whose sweets were better...

Promising to herself (and the cake) that she'd be back later, Kaoru went back to the last package she had. This one was quite possibly the lightest of the three, which was good for Kaoru. Like the last two, she opened it and looked at what was inside:

It was... a bouquet. A bouquet of... lupins, if she weren't mistaken. Kaoru wasn't an expert when it came to botany, but she did recognize these flowers. How exactly? Because... because, she recalled that they were her mother's favorites. Though she wasn't as close to her as she was to her dad, Kaoru still remembered things about her. And she definitely remembered these. Her mother had pots of these flowers all throughout her old house, making it smell sickeningly sweet.

If that was all that was inside the box, then it wouldn't have been so bad. But... tied around the pot containing the flowers was something else:

It was a silver necklace with a cross at the end of it. Though it appeared plain and simple, it... it somewhat resembled the one that her mother used to wear. Untying it, Kaoru held it in her hand, her mouth open as she looked at it. Looking back at the plate, she saw there was, like the previous gifts, a letter attached. Opening the envelope, she looked as it read:

'A most joyous and blessed day to you, Kaoru-chan! Aranai-chan informed me that today was your birthday, and I refused to miss gifting you something this year, as I did the last. Though I did not know her as long as I wished, your mother, Shizuka-san, was a very nice and charming woman. I truly wished I could have gotten to know her more before the Lord called her home. I know this gift may not be the best that you receive today, but I hope that you enjoy them, nonetheless. Your mother enjoyed lupine flowers the most. They symbolized, not only intelligence but also transformation and renewal. I know thinking of her may hurt, but I pray that you do not forget her. And remember, if you ever need an ear to listen to, my door is always available.

May you enjoy your birthday, and may you be blessed with many more.

Sincerely,

Shisuta Heisha.'

She had barely gotten through the middle of the letter before the computer hacker's eyes grew blurry and wet as repressed memories of her family came flooding back to her mind. She knew that they were gone; they had been gone for years now. ...But that didn't make missing them any easier on her...

When Yuriko and Kanra arrived home they weren't prepared for music to blare loudly from the house. They especially weren't ready for the scene when they opened the door. Kaoru was in the middle of the living room her brand-new DJ set up in front of her. She was dancing to a song she was remixing. Yuriko and Kanra could only describe the song that she was playing as pure Kaoru. Chaotic and frankly a little weird.

“Oh hey!” Kaoru welcomed them as she noticed them. “So what do you think? Cool right?”

“It's…something alright.” Yuriko decided to settle on.

“Sounds like a mix between a fever dream and going days without sleep.” Kanra bluntly told the lavender-haired woman to her face.

“Oh wow, rude. How do you even know what that's like anyway?” Kaoru questioned.

Kanra seeing the cake that Luis had made frankly ignored her older sister and made a beeline to it. The desire to consume it was evident in her eyes.

“Oi! Kanra do not eat my cake! I swear to Athena!” Kaoru shouted racing towards Kanra and tackling her to the floor before she could touch the cake. The two of them were now rolling around on the floor.

“Kaoru! Kanra! Stop fighting or else I’ll put you through training that would make U.S. Marines balk!” Yuriko ordered.

Unbenowst as the family continued to squabble the translucent figure of a woman with a silver cross around her neck appeared next to the bouquet of lupins Kaoru had been gifted. A smile formed across her face as she watched the scene unfold in front of her.

“Happy Birthday Sweetie.”

Thank you for the gift!

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setagaya-division · 10 months

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Mina's Thoughts on Ueno Division

Aranai Norikoru

"I see this girl around school. I think she's in one or two of my classes... I don't know, I don't really pay much attention to others. I hear she's some sort of former biker or something. She apparently had a lot of Japan scared a few years back when she was in charge of her own biker gang. ...I guess going from a biker gang to a rap group is a bit of a gradual change, though they don't really have much to do with one another..."

Shisuta Heisha

"...I don't know why, but... I can't help but dislike this woman for some reason. I mean, it's not cause of anything she's done, but... she just seems too... 'light' for me. Maybe saying I 'dislike' her is too strong. It's more like... I can't really be around her long cause... her spirit and kindness... it causes me pain for some reason..."

...

"Argh, this woman hurts my fucking eyes just by looking at her! She's so... holy and righteous and just! It makes me sick to my fucking core! Gah! I tell you now: she better stay far away from me if she knows what's good for her! I can't even stand being in the same city as her!"

Kisouna Yuzairu

"This woman scares me, but... at the same time, I also have a bit of respect for her. She has a goal, and despite it being an almost impossible one to accomplish, she's still going for it. I... I can respect that, for some reason. I don't know why, but... I'd like to speak with and talk with her just once..."

Sakurai Clan

"I have to admit, I'm a bit curious how these three women found each other, let alone form a team together. The three of them seem to have nothing in common with each other. Then again, you could say the same for every other team in the D.R.B., including us. But despite how different they all seem, the fact that they are calling themselves a 'clan' must mean they are closer than they seem to be. And since when does one's blood determine a family? I have two younger siblings who aren't related to me at all, but I love them both dearly, so maybe I shouldn't be so judgmental."

"I'm a bit hesitant to face them since they've been in this tournament for so long. But... a part of me kind of wants to see whose familial ties are stronger: ours or theirs..."

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ginza-division · 1 year

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Masa's Thoughts on Ueno Division

Aranai Norikoru

"Ah, the rebellious, miscreant young girl who, in years past, caused a sea of turmoil and anarchy to wash over the country of Japan. She had just started her path of destruction around the same time I created The Crossroads. She had all of Japan under her boot, but it seems the Lord finally saw fit to punish her when she bit off more than she could chew. It is nothing less than what she deserved. I would have been pleased to hear that she had been locked away for life along with her miscreant friends, but that was not to be, unfortunately."

"Still, despite the fact that she claims to no longer have ill intentions, I know that she still harbors a darkness inside her soul. Normally, one such as her would have a place in my Church, but... no, I don't think she would fit in. Besides the fact that she is allied with the heretical Shisuta Heisha, our place of holiness has no place for a malevolent reprobate such as her."

Shisuta Heisha

Masa's face turns into a scowl as he looks at the photo of the Catholic sister. His disliking for her is apparent for all to see.

"Ah, the heretic, herself. You and your wretched mother have caused me no end of trouble. I was all set to lead this dissident country known as Japan into a new age. I would have made it a place united under one religion, one purpose, and one God. And any foolish blasphemers would be made to either submit and renounce their wicked ways, or they would have been cast out, for both my Church and the Kingdom of God would have no place for them. It would have been beautiful!"

"...But. That dream, that vision, that... reality. It was never to come to fruition."

Masa suddenly snarls and growls at the photo.

"And all because of you and your damnable mother! She opposed me, and told those foolish clergy members not to make me the new Archbishop! And they believed her! She ruined everything!"

The priest angrily punches a nearby table, making a crack in it, while also making his hand bleed. He breathes in and out, trying to calm himself down. It takes a minute, but he manages to regain control of his emotions.

"...As much as it would be easy to have you and your mother killed, no... That would be letting you off too easily. No, a more suitable punishment would be to have you experience when the good Lord took your child from you: pain, anguish, and fury over not understanding what you had done wrong. ...Yes, the D.R.B. will be the perfect battleground between the two of us. And we shall see who the Lord favors more: you, a heretical sister, or me, His most esteemed servant. It will be a battle worthy of Armageddon."

Kisouna Yuzairu

"...Perhaps the only tolerable member from this team. Her hatred for disorder, chaos, and tyranny is comparable to, dare I say, my own. I also do not have a love for evildoers or evil in general. However, sometimes I know that to create lasting peace, you must be willing to do some things that fall... outside of the moral line. It was for that reason I created the Crossroads, as they have no issue with what must be done."

"Besides that, I must admit I admire her drive and ingenuity. She seems to have an earnest desire to see justice done. A woman like her would be of great benefit to the church. ...But considering she is a sworn friend of Heisha, I doubt that she would join me willingly. What's more, I don't know if she will be happy with some of the work that goes on behind the scenes here in Ginza. So... as much as it disappoints me, I'm afraid she will have to suffer along with the rest of her team in the D.R.B."

Sakurai Clan

"Despite how popular and familiar this team may be with the Divison Rap Battle, I am not at all worried. In fact..."

Masa gives a small chuckle.

"...I am actually looking forward to it. You may have had a bit of success so far, Shisuta, but that has sadly come to an end. As stated, the crimes and sins your mother has done will be paid for fully. If you wish to blame someone, then blame her for the punishment you will receive when we meet."

Masa laughs softly, before blowing into a full-grown guffaw as he departs the scene.

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ota-division · 1 year

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Chinami's Thoughts on Ueno Division

Aranai Norikoru

Singing a soft lullaby, the blind seer was currently holding onto her baby, Jin, whilst gently rocking him. It seemed to work, as he became quiet and his breathing steady. Smiling, she planted a soft kiss on him before gently lying him in his crib to sleep for a nap. Looking at him for a minute, she smiled at him and then walked away to her scrying table. It was now time to divine the futures and pasts of another division; one of the earlier ones, to be exact. And that division was Ueno Division, Sakurai Clan.

"Norikoru Aranai."

The crystal ball responds to its master's words and begins playing a scene straight out of history. It shows a young girl of eight or nine sitting on the floor of what looks like a living room, watching T.V. The show she is watching features many different aspects of motorcycles. Motorcycle clubs, different kinds of motorcycles, rides of motorcycles, and much more. Her eyes gleam as she looks at them all, and she thinks and dreams about what it would be like to ride one of those machines. Riding through the streets, zooming in and out of traffic. That would be awesome.

Unfortunately, she is knocked out of her stupor as she hears the front door to the house open, and already knows who it is. Annoyed and not in the mood, the young girl stands up and turns off the T.V., walking out of the room. She walks past a man with similar features to her, but she doesn't say anything to him, and vice-versa. She walks up the stairs to her room, closes the door, and just waits. Waits for what, you ask? An end to the drama that'll happen in a few short seconds. ...And there it is. The parents arguing, the mother begging, the father standing his ground. The same show every night. She hates it. She's seen it so many times, she knows the ending. And she hates it.

The scene changes to show an auto-care center. The girl from before is here and is a few years older. She was the youngest worker there, but that didn't make her any less experienced or less hard-working than any of the others. In fact, though she wasn't all that good with cars and such, she was a master when it came to working on bikes and such. She is working with another mechanic as they fix up a car with engine problems. She listens as the mechanic, a man in his late 30s, is explaining certain parts of a V6 engine. From the cylinder, to the water pump, to the engine block, to the oil filter. Though she doesn't look enthused, the girl listens carefully and calmly. Why? Well considering she was close to getting a bike herself, this information was life and death. She nods to the man who lives her by herself and stands on a stool as she gets to work on repairing this hunk of junk. A shame that such a cool-looking piece of equipment was being wasted on a punk who probably bought it with their parents' money. She continues working as the scene ends.

The scene changes again, this time showing the inside of a restaurant. A Chinese restaurant, which is called 'Chinesewind' to be exact. Inside, the restaurant is empty, save a round table filled with four individuals who are busy laughing and having a good time as they eat a variety of Chinese dishes in front of them. At the head of the table is the young girl from before, now much older. Her hair is now in a ponytail and is dyed pink. As the girls are partying, a group of servants quietly bring them more food before quickly departing, not eager to be anywhere near the table or the women. The girl from before has a sake cup in her right hand filled with the beverage mentioned earlier. Mimicking her, the girls also pick up their sake cups. After a second or two, they gently click them together before downing the beverages in one gulp. A simple gesture, but a profound one. It signified them all as a unit. One that would never deviate or be forgotten.

The scene changes showing the girl asleep in a bed. She is injured, if the amount of bandages on her body is any clue. A bandage is seen on the right side of her face, her left eye is slightly swollen and both her right arm and her chest are heavily taped up. She lies motionless in bed for a minute until she suddenly stirs, blinking as her eyes get used to the light. She blinks until her eyes shoot open as memories of what happened to her and her girls return to her mind. She hears humming off to the side of her and turns her head. Her eyes remain fully open as she stares at a woman dressed entirely in nun attire reading a large book with a leather covering on the front and back. The nun looks up from her book and notices the girl is awake. She smiles brightly at her while the pink-haired girl continues staring at her, trying to make sense of this strange situation she has found herself in. The scene ends as they continue looking at each other.

The scene changes one last time showing the girl in her current form, though she has a biker's helmet on which conceals her facial features, though she is smiling confidently behind her helmet. Her life isn't perfect, but it's better than most. ...But she wonders if it can last? She is happy now, but she worries about what will become of her when her teammates no longer need her. She'll truly be alone. And when that happens, will she manage to stay on her path, or descend back into darkness and anarchy?

Shisuta Heisha

"Heisha Shisuta."

The scene comes on showing a young teenage girl of foreign descent. She is currently dressed in an orange jumpsuit and is sitting on the ground with her knees to her chest with a frown. Her back is to a brick wall, and she is ignoring everything else around her as teenagers of different ages and ethnicities (most of them are Japanese) frolic and talk with each other in the courtyard where prisoners have free time. She hates this place, hates her life. Why her parents sent her here, she'll never know. It was their fault, anyway.

She never wanted to leave Portugal. She never wanted to come to Japan. She was happy where she was! But of course, they didn't care about that. And that's why she hated the both of them. Hearing the alarm go off, the young blonde-haired teenager stood up and got in line with the rest of the inmates as free time was over with. She rolled her eyes as she was led back inside the facility for juveniles. Freedom couldn't come soon enough.

The scene changes again to show the young blonde teenager sitting at her desk in her room/cell. She has a Bible in front of her, which she is currently reading and studying. Her guidance counselor, whom she was instructed to meet with on a bi-weekly basis. At first, she didn't see the point in meeting with them. What good would talking with some doctor about your feelings do? But, as much as she hated to admit it, the more the young girl spoke with her, the better she started to feel about herself. And after a few sessions, she recommended this Bible to her. Though it took a while for her to get interested, the girl now found herself reading it whenever she had time from classes. She frowned as the alarm for 'lights out' sounded throughout the facility. Sighing, the girl dog-eared the page she was on, and stood up from her seat, preparing for bed. Tomorrow was another day after all.

The scene opens to show a majestic, yet a somewhat still humble church. Inside the sanctuary of the church, a group of women, most of them old, stand in a half circle in their nun attire, looking out at the entrance of the church. The sanctuary is empty, save for them. After a couple of seconds, the doors to the room open, and in walks the girl from before, now a few years older. She walks slowly to the front where the sisters are waiting, but with a purpose. After a long time of studying the Word, the young woman has made the decision to join her mother and many other women in becoming a dedicated sister of the church. Upon reaching the front, the woman bows her head in respect to the women, who do the same. A smile is plastered on the young woman's face as the ceremony begins. A new chapter in her life is just beginning, and she eagerly anticipates it. The scene ends as the oldest woman begins speaking, whilst placing a hand on the young woman's head.

The scene opens showing the young woman sitting on a bed in what appears to be a simple medium-sized room. Save for the bed she is sitting on, a bookshelf filled with religious texts, and a couple of windows on the opposite sides of the room, it was pretty bare. Truthfully, the room was in a separate section of the Catholic church the woman frequently attended with her mother. It was often used as a room to house the homeless for a while, but it was also used for special purposes, such as this. What was this special purpose, you ask? To help the young woman, who was still sitting on the bed, staring at nothing, to combat her depression and the crisis of faith she was currently struggling with.

After losing her infant child, her father, and her husband, the young woman found it hard to feel happy about anything. She frequently wondered why God was punishing her when she gave Him all that she had and more. Yet, no answer presented itself. Thus, she had lost all her faith and had no reason to continue worshipping or praying. Her mother, who saw that her daughter was struggling, put her in isolation and told her to think about these things and pray about them. She wasn't a prisoner, of course. The door to the room was unlocked, and the young woman could walk out of the room anytime she chose. But... she couldn't. She didn't know why, but she couldn't leave. Not yet. Not... just yet...

The scene changes showing the woman in her current form in what appears to be a flower shop. She is smiling as she is watering plants, putting flowers here and there, making the entire shop look beautiful and wonderous as if it was a scene out of a movie. She loved her life, and though a few bumps had caused her to stumble along the way, she was content with what she had: her friends, her home, and her faith. ...But the faith in herself is another question. Will she ever be able to overcome her past and her fear of having a child? Will the scenes of mothers hugging and loving their little ones give her the strength to have one of her own? Or will she forever be forced to contend with loving children from afar?

Kisouna Yuzairu

"Yuzairu Kisouna."

The scene opens showing a young woman in her early 20s sitting in what appears to be a library. She has a book in one of her hands and a pen in the other one, which is busy writing down notes in a notebook on the table. Her eyes never leave the book she is reading; it is extraordinary that she is writing down, word for word each sentence in the book, and she is doing it in a professional manner. Her notes are clear and precise. The book she was reading was a typical book on law, but she must have had it memorized by how quickly she was writing down each word. It only served as a testament to how meticulous and thorough this young woman was. Her goal was to become a profound attorney. And she'd let nothing deter her from that goal. Nothing.

The scene changes to show the woman again, only a few years older. Unlike her previous business attire, she is dressed in a beautiful, white wedding gown. Yes, she, of all people, was getting married. Even now, as her father led her down the wedding aisle, she still couldn't believe it. She had always told herself she'd never get married because she didn't want anything distracting her or getting in her way of being a powerful attorney. Yet, somehow, someway, this handsome man who was waiting for her at the altar had managed to break through her hard exterior and had gotten her to say the three-lettered word, 'yes', after he proposed to her. She still couldn't believe it.

As she made it to the altar, her soon-to-be husband lifted her wedding veil, exposing her face, which was surely blushing. The young woman felt her vision getting blurry, yet she knew not why. Was it because she was happy? If so, why was she crying? She didn't know why, but she was thankful when her husband wiped the tears away from her eyes. She listened as the preacher asked them both to exchange their wedding vows, which they both did. With that final proclamation, the couple, with smiles on both faces, exchanged kisses, ending the scene.

The young woman, again a few years older, appears again in the new scene. She looks slightly the same, yet there is something different about her. It could be the cold, look in her eyes, the determined walk in her step. The way she clenched her fist as she was walking forward. Or it could very well be a combination of all these things. It was unknown to say for sure. One thing was for certain: this was one woman you didn't want to end up on the wrong side of.

She was currently walking up the steps of a wooden stage that was set up in the middle of Ueno Park. The reason was because she was set to be congratulated by the governor of Ueno for her hard work in capturing one of Japan's most notorious gangs, the Black Dragons. Though the award was nice and would go a long way to helping her stake her claim as a lawyer, this wasn't why she did all this. And she let the entire country of Japan know this as she spoke loudly into the microphone, making her intentions known that she was going to erase and eradicate any and all crime in this country. No matter who they were, no one would be safe from her wrath. The look on her face made it known that she was deadly serious. Whether she was aware of it or not, this bespectacled attorney had just started a war. Whether she would live to see the end of it or not was, as of yet, currently unknown.

The scene changes to show the woman in her current form. She is in a court and listens as the jury gives their verdict, pronouncing the defendant as guilty. She looks as they are led away, but not before giving her a glare, which she pays little attention to. She is used to being hated and scorned, especially by criminals. But she makes no apologies for doing what she does. She made a promise, not only to herself and Japan, but also to her daughter. And she will fulfill it, no matter what.

...But is she not aware that she is doing too much, too quickly? Many people have died from overworking themselves for a goal that was much greater than they realized. Will this be her fate as well? And even if it isn't, will she lose herself in her crusade? A wise philosopher once said, 'If you gaze long into the abyss, the abyss will gaze back at you.' Will this goal of hers be her undoing? In her haste to create a safe world, will she become the very thing that she, herself, seeks to destroy?

Sakurai Clan

As before, all the tarot cards are flipped face down. The blind diviner scans each one with her finger until she flips, not three, but two of them over. The first card features a religious man with a Pope's hat and cane, upside down (The Hierophant - Reversed). Instead of moving to a new card as she usually would, Chinami then turns the previous card right-side up, so it is facing the right way (The Hierophant). She then moves to the second card which features a woman with a sword in her left hand, and a pair of scales in her right (The Justice).

The crystal ball, as always, begins to play out significant moments in each of the women's lives. The day Aranai accepted Shisuta as her mother, the day when Shisuta's faith in the Lord was renewed, and the day Kisouna gave birth to her daughter, Yomi Yuzairu. As their team name signifies, all three women are a 'clan', in their own right. Though not physically related, their bond and love as a family is stronger than those that are born of the same blood.

...But will those family ties that each of them have be strong enough to protect the three of them in the future? Despite being a 'clan', they will not be together forever as each of them have their own roads to travel. Will the familial ties stay strong? Or will the threads of fate unravel them, causing them to break apart? Only time will tell...

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miyazaki-division · 2 years

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Kyokos thoughts on Ueno division

Aranai

“Mari usually won’t talk about her time with her old group” Kyoko explains as she picks up the picture “She says she kinda remembers Aranai-chan though! Only when they met Mari was REALLY drunk and trust me…she’s a really big pain when she’s been drinking”

Shisuta

“A nun? I think I met her when I was chasing a baby fox around Ueno once! Someone scared it away and it went running into a flower shop” Kyoko laughs “Though I found out that this lady works there…I think she owns the place? Anyway, she was super nice and I apologized a lot for the whole fuzzy creature that kinda broke in…I even helped clean up after I sent the little guy back into the wild!”

Kisouna

“She’s a lawyer and that’s all I know! Mari really doesn’t like talking about her but then again Mari hates lawyers!” Kyoko giggles once more before adjusting her sleeves and picking up her broom “I think…I saw her around the shrine with her daughter…it was shortly after my oldest sister got out of jail and…I wasn’t the one to greet her because I just didn’t feel comfortable talking to people just yet”

She paused for a moment before continuing to sweep “I heard what she did for Rinko…so I had my other sister give her a gift! It was just a little good luck charm…I hope she liked it”

Sakurai Clan

“Sakuras are probably the most beautiful flower in my personal opinion! I love it when spring roles around and the trees start blooming…it’s all so pretty!”

“This group is made up of strong willed woman, unlike the blossoms that represent their group logo I don’t believe that their strength will fade with the passing of time! Their strong all year round!”

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shinagawa-division · 4 months

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Sumire wasn't too keen on going out of her lab today, but she had no choice due to the fact that she had received a message from Goro that she had received a gift, not all that surprising since it was Christmas. Sighing, she ceased her current activities and walked upstairs from her lab to the door where her package was waiting for her. Taking it back down to her lab, she wondered just what it was. Sighing, she was about to open it until she saw a letter taped outside on the front, which read:

'You've been naughty all year long

And now you want a gift

But all you'll get is a lump of coal

And a very angry Santa

You've been rude and selfish

And you've caused a lot of trouble

You've made your friends and family cry

And you've burst their Christmas bubble

You don't deserve a Merry Christmas

You don't deserve a Happy New Year

You deserve a cold and lonely winter

And a lot of pain and fear

So don't expect a Christmas card

Or a warm and cheerful greeting

You've been a bad and nasty person

And now you'll get a beating.'

As Sumire read the letter, contemplating what the hell she just read, a musical song started to play inside the Christmas box. It sounded strangely like... a familiar childhood tune.

As the tune ended, the box started to shake until it stopped for a second or two. Suddenly...

A clown popped out of the box, making the anarchist jump back in shock as it gave a mad and crazy laugh, scaring the hell out of the young purple-haired girl. After several seconds of this, the clown returned back in the box. On top of the box that it came out of, another note was found, which read:

'Merry Christmas, you bitch.

Love, Aranai'

“Fucking hell…”

With a loud CRUNCH the box was immediately smashed into bits and pieces with her Modified Baseball Bat, the music was distorted as it continued to play before finally going dead making the anarchist rolled her eyes as she twirled the baseball bat in her hands before pointing at shattered remains and addressed Aiko. “Take what you can back down to the lab, there’s a chance we can use it for spare parts, I’ll be back later, I gotta an appointment to go to.”

“Yes, big sister!”

Thank you for the shitty gift!

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Chibi Sakurai Clan (New Year's Ver.)

"You seem a lot more comfortable at this event than you did for the Christmas one, Shisuta."

"Oh, well... I've mainly been looking forward to wearing my kimono all year. I seldom find a chance to wear it. Plus, I think it's mainly because this outfit doesn't force me to show my skin much. A shame Chuohku didn't allow me to wear my veil, however."

"I see. ...And I'm glad to see that you've, at least, put an effort to make your outfit look good, Aranai."

"..."

"...Aranai-chan?"

"..."

"What is wrong with you?"

"...Hmm? Nothing's wrong with me."

"Then may I ask what is with the silent treatment?"

"I'm just being cautious, okay?!"

"Cautious? ...Ah, of Chuohku, you mean?"

"Well, duh! I mean, this is only the second party they've hosted in a week that they've demanded that we attend. And for what?"

"You know as well as I do that trying to figure out the reason and logic behind Chuohku's methods is a waste of time, Aranai."

"Yeah, but still, I don't like this. What exactly are those bi... those women planning?"

"That is the question, isn't it?"

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It was midday when the doorbell to the Miyuki household rang out. This was no real surprise as it was the matriarch's birthday. Sighing, the daughter of Sayaka Miyuki, Kureha Koizumi, ceased what she was doing and answered the door. Looking as it was a deliveryperson, she began the eye-rolling and boring task of signing for the packages with which her mother was delivered. Struggling as she carried all of the packages into the living room, she sighed as she dropped them carefully onto the floor.

"Hey Sayaka," Kureha called out to her mother who was in the kitchen cooking lunch for the family. Poking her head out, the birthday woman looked at all of the gifts scattered on the floor, making her eyebrows raise. Ceasing her cooking, the woman came out and looked at all of the gifts, having a good idea who sent them, as they were usually the same four people who sent something to her every year.

Smiling, the mother picked up the first package, unwrapping it.

Sayaka's eyes raised as it was a Kindlebook. She had seen Lola and Kureha, but she had never thought to get one herself, preferring holding onto a leather-covered book. Looking at it, she looked at the letter that was attached to it, which read:

"Happy birthday, Butterfly! I hope you're having a good one! They were giving these Kindle books for half off online and they looked too good to pass up! WGG mentioned that you were having trouble seeing small print in books, so it's time you upgrade to this instead. I expect you to use that thing! Even half off, it wasn't cheap! Anyway, enjoy the rest of your birthday!

Sincerely,

Aranai "Ride or Die" Norikoru"

"You told Aranai I was having trouble seeing?" Sayaka asked, frowning slightly at her daughter.

"Actually, what I said was, I mentioned that you were one of the few people in Japan who probably still reads books," Kureha explained, upset that Aranai had twisted her words. "She apparently thought I meant that you had trouble reading and she took it from there."

"Well, I personally agree with her!" Lola said, appearing on the side of Sayaka. "I've told you time and again it was time to get one of these things. Nobody reads using books anymore, Love."

"I happen to know plenty of people who still read paper books," Sayaka argued. "Kisouna-san and Kensaku-san are two examples."

"Not very good ones..." Lola mumbled.

"Can we move on, please?" Kureha asked, not in the mood for a debate.

Picking up another gift, Sayaka unwrapped the packaging and looked at what was underneath.

It was a bird feeder. It looked similar to the one Sayaka had meant to buy earlier when she noticed that her old one had been broken by some squirrels that had found their way into her garden. She smiled as she knew who it was that most likely sent this. And the letter proved her suspicions correct.

"A most joyous and blessed-filled happy birthday, Sayaka-san! I truly hope you are having a good one! I recalled that you mentioned your old bird feeder had been broken, so I bought you a new one that was affordable and still good. I hope it serves your garden well. And if you need tips on keeping squirrels at bay, I've heard that cayenne pepper works. Looking forward to our next meeting! Again, happy birthday!

Sincerely,

Shisuta"

"A bird feeder?" Lola questioned. "Kind of plain, don't you think?"

"It was given out of love by Shisuta-san, Lola," Sayaka stated, frowning as she set it down on the living room table. "I appreciate both it and her very much. And that cayenne pepper trick will help greatly."

Lola didn't respond; instead, she simply shrugged her shoulders as Sayaka picked up the third package. Unwrapping it, she looked as it was quite larger than the previous two gifts.

Sayaka blinked as it was an ice cream maker. She had previously seen these kinds of machines at the store and on the Internet. And they weren't exactly on the cheap side. Though she already had an ice cream maker, the mother was already thinking in her head about what she could make with this machine. She looked as, like the previous two gifts, a letter was attached, which read:

"A very happy birthday to you, Sayaka-san. I sincerely hope that it is a good one. I saw this ice cream maker in the store one day, and I wanted to thank you sincerely for your work in that robbery case, as it helped me to put away three criminals for life. I know that may be a poor reason or excuse, but I hope this ice cream maker serves you well. I hope you are having a good birthday, and look forward to seeing you back at work.

Sincerely,

Kisouna Yuzairu"

"Ooh, I think I have one of those back in my penthouse!" Lola said, looking at it. "Shame I rarely use it, though."

"Then why have it?" Kureha asked.

"It was a gift from one of my many fans," Lola answered, with a wink.

"Of course," Kureha said, rolling her eyes.

"Well, I'll certainly be sure to use mine," Sayaka said, excited at the thought of eating ice cream with her and her daughter, Yoshiko. Putting it off to the side, she turned towards the last package, and smiled as she already knew who it was from, given the sweet smell coming from it. Opening it up, she looked at the gift as it was wrapped in plastic foil.

Everyone's eyes grew at the sight of the sweet two-layered chocolate cake covered in chocolate cookies and candies. The room was instantly filled with a sweet chocolatey smell as the plastic was taken off of the cake and dripped onto the white plate underneath it. Attached to the plastic was a letter, the same as the others.

"A happy birthday to you, Miyuki-san. I hope it has been a good one for you, so far. I apologize if this cake isn't as impressive as the ones I usually send. My restaurant has been busy the past week, and I only had time to make this. Still, I hope you will enjoy it. I made it with a bunch of leftover chocolate. Again, I this birthday has been good, and congratulations on seeing another year. Until next time.

Signed,

Luis Kōkyū"

“Yes! Luis always coming in clutch with the best cakes!” Lola squealed and clapped her hands, looking at the chocolate mountain of a cake with shining eyes.

“Between him and Kanra, I don’t know which is better. I’m gonna go grab some plate and forks.” Kureha got up from the floor and head into the direction of the kitchen. Sayaka shook her head fondly, “At least wait until we had dinner, dear.” She smiled and Lola waved her off, “Oh c’mon, it’s nice to indulge and it’s your special day, you can afford too!” The model picked up the ice cream maker and walked off in the same direction as Kureha towards the kitchen.

Sayaka smiled and held the bird feeder in her hands, grateful to receive such wonderful gifts from people she considered friends. It made her feel warm inside, standing up, she went to go install the bird feeder in her backyard and small garden, humming a cheerful tune.

Thank you for the gift!

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