In this update: Shuu disposes of garbage, and we bear witness to the most realistic gangland romance since West Side Story.
Music:
Waste Disposal at Nighttime
: Yes?
: What are you doing out here, sir?
: Nothing. Nothing at all. I was on my way home. I just happened to pass by.
: But... if you were just walking around, how'd you get all muddy?
: ...... I had forgotten that primates retain their keen vision in the dark... Informative, indeed. Thank you, miss RK47. Good night.
: W-wait! You didn't answer my question!
: ...throwing something away.
: Huh..?
: I was disposing of some things I no longer needed.
And so he hurried away into the night. Throwing something away? What? Littering is bad, doctor!
ED: Yes RK47-chan, littering is bad. Maybe you can teach the doctor this with the power of your love.
I guess my summer job is over... I'll miss this place.
: Thank you for everything, miss RK47. It's been a pleasure.
: Likewise! Thank you for everything, mister Urushihara! I think I'll be back here sometime as a customer!
: Y'all retiring early?
: Miss RK47 is a student, and so must return to here studies with the turning of the leaves.
: I haven't even finished half my summer homework! \(^o^)/
: Doing the last half in one week? I reckon you'll do just fine. Gonna feel real lonely around here without you, RK47. Least Kenzaburou ain't going anywhere.
: Naturally not.
Rabu sips from his cup. I think after working here for a month, I can safely say that he accounts for the majority of the cafe's business. Everybirdie who comes here probably thinks of it as an oasis in the city – an island of soothing parakeet in the sea of urban life. It's kind of a pity that so few people come in...
[door entrance ringing]
: Oh! Welcome! Azami! You came!
When did I become your protege?? Okay then.
: Yay! Have a seat, please!
: A...Azami, is that you..!?
: !
Her expression suddenly hardens. It feels like the cafe is going to burst! It feels like one of those scenes when the retired cop finally faces down the mob boss, just before the bullets start flying!
: D-do you know each other..?
: You might say that... You disappear one day and then turn up sipping tea in a place like this!? Left us all behind, have you!?
: Azami, I..!
: How do you think I felt these past six months!?
She looks ready to fly at him any moment.
: U-umm, Azami! I don't know what's happened between you two, but mister Rabu is a nice man now! He drives cars and gives out candy! Please, forgive him!
ED: Nice men and pedophiles. Both drive cars and give out candy.
: Stay out of this, kid. It doesn't concern you.
: ......
: Wh-what happened, mister Rabu? I've never seen her this mad...
: Since when are you calling yourself Rabu?
Music:
Hell's Birdies.
: I remember your sexy, raptorous eyes back then! He used to be a living legend, kid. The leader of the toughest bikers around. Back then... there wasn't a bird on the night roads who didn't know the name of Hosokawa Blaster.
: I was young, then. Every one of us Hell's Birdies would have followed you to the ends of the earth! And we all knew we would have gotten there without a single traffic violation!
: S-since when do biker gangs obey traffic laws!?
: You don't get it, kid. You're still a rookie. You can Ride with the Law. Wh--
: “When you Ride, you Ride on the Inside”...
: You were pretty famous for your strong ideals. Riding with the Soul, as wild as any other gang, but never breaking the law... you were my hero! But a hero doesn't run away. And you did. As soon as I confessed to you, you were gone...
Done with the gang tales, on to the love story.
: Azami... I can tell, I've hurt you. I'm sorry. But...
Tension crackles in the air. Only mister Urushihara remains exactly as he was when it all started, slowly polishing glasses behind the counter. So mister Rabu used to lead a biker gang, and his real (fake?) name is Hosokawa Blaster... This entire situation seems extremely out of place here. Wait... haven't I seen the name 'Blaster' somewhere before..?
: Will you listen to me, Azami?
: It's a little late for that! Six months of tea and cake, and you look like mister fava bean!
: M-mister fava bean!?
: I don't like fat men! All my love for you burned up long ago.
Azami subjects mister fava bean to a harrowing tirade over his new physique. At this rate mister fava bean won't be able to get a word in edgewise... Has she really stopped loving mister fava bean?
ED: I'm making this choice, since I want a longer update, and the 'right' choice is clearly the scooter with 'Blaster' written on it.
: Azami, I don't think you've forgotten mister fava bean!
: What's all this, RK47?
: I think you think about him all the time even now!
: What are you talking about, kid?
: I know it!
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: !!!
: !!!
I saw it when we first met. Writing his name right on her vehicle like that... she loves him, I'm sure of it!
: You still like mister fava bean, right, Azami?
: Uhh, RK47... my name isn't--
: I saw it with my own two eyes! When you gave me a ride home, and a lecture on traffic law!
: Y-you're pretty sharp, for a human, kid..! She's right, I haven't forgotten you. What a sad story. You left without even saying no, and I'm still chasing your shadow...
: Azami, I--
: Trying to sympathize with me? No, thanks. I've had enough of that. You threw me away. And there's nothing that can change that.
: No, Azami! Listen to me! I never threw you away! I... I-I didn't know if I could settle down with you. I was an outcast. I was a hero on the midnight roads, but would I be a good father? Think about it! Any guy will panic a little when the girl he likes confesses like that!
Yes, but... is the hero of the midnight riders realliy supposed to be that timid?
: I sat down, and I thought. I had to go straight. I couldn't have made you happy like that!
: You...
: I'm sorry I left you behind. I was planning to come back to you when I'd saved money, but... that wasn't good either. Maybe this is destiny. Like Billiken said... our souls are being tested even now.
: Hosokawa Blaster... your eyes look like they did back then.
: Azami! Enough girl-talk! Marry me!
: Of course!
ED: THE CREDITS ARE ROLLING! IS IT OVER?! HAVE I SURVIVED THIS GAME WITH SANITY MOSTLY INTACT?!? YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES!
ED: Fuck you RK47-chan. Fuck you so much.
Who did that? Who started the ending scene there!?
: Geez! ...that was kind of amazing, mister Urushihara.
: Yes, a little excitement here and there is not a bad thing. Such things just make our lives richer.
: I wonder if my life is richer now?
: No doubt it is. Well then, a few more hours until we close, miss RK47.
: Yes, sir!
ED: And then the game was an advertisement for a cafe.
The soothing Mecca for all such people-- Torimi Cafe – Poko's Forest
Curry to die for!
Right in the middle of Kobe, just a little ways from Osaka! And if you still haven't had your fill of avian company, the zoo is just around the corner!
The excellent, fantastic Torimi Cafe. The birds are waiting here for you! (As of September, 2011. Please check the website for more recent information.)
ED: The website is real bros:
http://birdcafe.jp This is a real place.
ED: Yeah, not going to trick me the same way twice, you evil pigeon-fucking bastards.
ED:
I slept way too late! School starts today, right? I'm gonna be late!
: Oh, hello, RK47!
: Sir! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I overslept!
: Overslept..?
: ...aaah! My homework! I forgot to bring my homework!
: Aren't you getting a little ahead of yourself, RK47?
: Huh?
: What's the number in the top left-hand corner say?
: Oooh...
: You're just a little bit early.
: Waaah...
: Though, since you're here... could you lend me a hand for a bit, RK47?
: Lend you a hand?
: I was about to start grading the freshmen's exams, and I thought maybe you could help, if you don't have something else... of course, you have a test in September, so if you want to go and study in the library...
So should we help grade freshman exams with Mr. Nanaki, like a helpful little RK47-chan?
Should we study in the library to get smarter, and maybe see library bird again?
Or should we return to RK47-chan's glorious, majestic, cave of an abode?