Dynamite And A Laserbeam - Redux

Vol 3 - 7: C'est la vie, Heart Attack - Part 1

[C'est la vie, heart attack – Part 1]

For the outside public around Love Love Deluxe, no one knew what to think. A few of the passersby heard noises coming from within the building, but did nothing about them, seeing as no one could pinpoint what they were. Even if they could, why waste their time to enter what could potentially be a hostile situation?

Besides, at this end of Musutafu where Love Love Deluxe was located, villainous activity was rare due to it being a known place of work for several pro heroes who were high up in the rankings board. And even when it did happen, it was usually spaced out throughout the year, so it wasn't as if something was happening in the same season as the last villain attack in the area.

That, and there was already an attack in Musutafu, specifically its downtown portion that scarred the populous so much to the point that most citizens were terrified to leave their homes unless absolutely necessary.

It wasn't like a villain attack was happening again, right?

Well, even if some of the populous believed that there wasn't going to be another villain attack so close to the one that happened just a few days ago regarding what happened at Nishin-Noodles, many of the people in the area had decided to move indoors, and park their cars in such a fashion where they could, potentially, be free of damage, and kept the heroes on a speed dial.

In a hero society such as the one that everyone lived in, everyone had to be on their toes, just in case of a villain attack. You never knew when it could happen, and thus, one needed to pay extra attention to their surroundings. They needed to keep their eyes and ears peeled and guard up at all times, even if that wasn't exactly a healthy thing to do.

To not be able to fully trust your neighbour was detrimental to a community. But Japan, and the world at large, had to live like this for the last 100 years. They were able to make due up to this point. Why change now?

Little did any of them know it, but the fight that was about to break out transcended heroes, as they would not be able to help with the fight, only the aftermath. This fight would mark the beginning of something horrific to happen in the future—a long line of battles that drew out the existence of something that had been able to hide for so long, only because of the extended efforts of not only the government, but a certain organization made to "protect" everyone from the supernatural.

Yoshikawa Kira stared at the mistake with a fearful look in her eyes. She had to blink several times to prove to herself that she was seeing things correctly. She stared at her Stand, hovering in front of her as she ordered it to as they had a standoff of sorts.

This made no sense. None of this did. First, the mistake was a Stand user—something that, in hindsight shouldn't have been much of a shock. That garbage ex-husband of hers—he wasn't garbage—"not the time, inner voice. Shut the fuck up!" Yoshikawa scowled. What was she thinking again? Oh, yeah, the fact that the mistake was a Stand User. It made sense. Both she and that lousy ex of hers were Stand Users. It was only a matter of time that this happened.

But that didn't explain the literal fucking ghost that was hovering behind the mistake. Who was that!? Why was that hovering right next to the mistake?! Why were they there in the first place!? It must've been an actual ghost because there was no way that the mistake had two Stands, that'd just be absurd—also impossible.

Whatever the case was, the words that the ghost spoke sent a small chill down Yoshikawa's spine. The dead look in both of their eyes compounded that tenfold. Either way, though, it hardly mattered. Neither one of them moved an inch.

The tension in the air was palpable. But all of that tension would die the moment the first person made a move. Honestly, it was refreshing. It had been a long time since she had been in a Stand Battle. 17 years, to be exact. Maybe it was a part of her that yearned to fight, but now, she was finally going to be able to stretch her legs.