Chapter 7 - C'est la vie, Heart Attack!: 1

For the outside public around Love Deluxe, no one really 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 really pinpoint what they were. Besides, at the end of Musutafu where Love Deluxe was located, villainous activity was rare due to it being a known place of work for several pro heroes. 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, where a blond-haired girl was attacked at the top suite of the building, right?

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, many of the people in the area had decided to move indoors, and park their cars in such a fashion that they could, potentially, be free of damage, and kept heroes on a speed dial.

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.

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. The older Kira stared at her Stand, hovering in front of her as she ordered it to as they had a standoff of sorts. Neither one of them moved an inch, and because of that, the older of the two could feel the tension build in the air.

"Why hasn't that brat attacked yet?" Yoshikawa thought, narrowing her eyes. "She's probably waiting for an opening. Ha~! That's rich!" Yoshikawa snarked in her mind, smirking. "If you honestly think that you staring me down is gonna scare me, brat, I'm going to make you regret that! C'est la vie!" The older blond spat, and then, her Stand rushed towards the mistake.

As soon as it did, the ghostly man smirked, flicking his wrist, causing Yoshihara to move out of the way, and for Killer Queen to block the attack. Yoshikawa did a double-take, watching as the mistake seemingly moved at the ghost man's request. "Huh?" the older blond woman thought, raising an eyebrow. The ghost man didn't seem to make a single sound after that, simply narrowing his eyes before Killer Queen knocked C'est la vie's fist away and then sent its own punch directed for the orange and grey Stand's stomach.

Yoshikawa had her Stand dodge, priming its claws as it then slashed at Killer Queen's arm that it had outstretched to punch her. The cat-like Stand recoiled as C'est la vie followed it up with a punch of its own, only for the Stand and Yoshihara to move out of the way.

"STAND STILL, BRAT!" Yoshikawa cried out, C'est la vie rapidly punching, trying to catch the Stand off-guard, only to be met with the Stand blocking each punch with pathetic ease, making Yoshikawa widen her eyes in alarm.

"Just how fast is this brat's Stand?! Is that ghost making it stronger, or is it something else completely!? I refuse to believe this is just how fast it naturally is!" Yoshikawa thought, gnashing her teeth together. "YOU BITCH!" Yoshikawa shouted, trying to slip a punch past the cracks, and that was when Yoshihara and the ghost smirked.

"I do believe, you, my dear descendant, fall under that category," the ghost spoke, independent of Yoshihara, causing Yoshikawa to gape and slip up, allowing Killer Queen to grab C'est la vie by the neck, putting the same pressure on Yoshikawa. "Grk!" the older blond choked, feeling the cold fingers of the Stand around her neck.

"You caused me so much pain, woman," Yoshihara and the ghost spat, a sneer on the mistake's face. C'est la vie slammed its elbow into Killer Queen's chest, making it let go and winding Yoshihara, sending her stumbling back as she coughed. The ghost glared, crossing its arms. "Cheap shots like that won't save you, woman."

Yoshikawa struggled to catch her breath as C'est la vie went back to its user, hovering beside her. Yoshikawa's chest rose up and down as she sucked in as much breath as possible. The ghost seemed to vanish, but the black smoke didn't go away, nor did the duel voices as Yoshihara spoke once more. "You will regret ever showing your face here!" Yoshihara shouted, rushing Yoshikawa, who had her Stand go on the defensive.

Killer Queen's fists clashed with C'est la vie's arms, who then returned the favour with a leg sweep. Killer Queen jumped to dodge the attack, then proceeded to kick her Stand in the head, knocking her away and slamming her into the open elevator, causing the machine to rock from left to right. The impact caused the building to shake ever-so-slightly. A few of the customers inside the building either woke up or stopped what they were doing to check if it was an earthquake.

"Ugh…." Yoshikawa groaned, collecting herself after being kicked in the head like that. C'est la vie once again got in front of its user in a protective stance, though that didn't throw off both the ghost or Yoshihara, who had begun to stride toward the elevator.

Yoshikawa could swear that the mistake's mere presence had become far more menacing as she approached, making her frantically search her pocket for something. "C'mon, I know it's in here!" Yoshikawa thought, gritting her teeth. The blood from her head wound dripped down her cheek and onto her suit, staining it, causing Yoshikawa to frown.

She didn't consider the fact that the mistake's Stand had hit her as hard as it did. Her head hurt, that much was for sure, but she didn't receive any serious damage from that kick—at least she thought—she refused to believe that the mistake's Stand was any stronger than her own. As Yoshihara drew close, and as the black smog around her became even thicker, Yoshikawa finally pulled out what it was that she was looking for.

A bullet…. A 50-calibre bullet to be exact. "This brat thinks she can win because her Stand is good for close quarters! Ha! Stands or not, a bullet will kill her!"

Yoshikawa smirked, passing it over to her Stand and placing it in the palm of its hand. The bullet fell into a small 5cm by 5cm hole in its palm, and then, it raised its opposite hand. Yoshihara didn't stop moving, but she became a little hesitant. Unfortunatly for her, she didn't take the obvious warning, blinded by anger as she had been. Because, as soon as she got close to the door, the bullet came flying out at the same speed as a 50 cal sniper of C'est la vie's hand. Yoshihara nor Killer Queen could react in time as the bullet shot through her stomach, her eyes widening, and colour and light returning to it, her hypnotic trance breaking as she woke up to reality.

There was no audible warning, seeing as an actual gun hadn't been fired, meaning that no one from outside of the building would hear the sound of the bullet breaking air from a gun chamber, seeing as there was no gun to speak of.

The only sound that filled the air was the blood dripping and falling to the floor, the sound of the bullet getting stuck in the wall behind Yoshihara, and the choking sounds that came from the blond from the shock and pain of the bullet shooting through her abdomen.

Yoshihara stumbled, the black haze spiking up and disappearing. Killer Queen flickered before punching the wall with its right hand before pulling back inside of Yoshihara as the blond teen coughed, covering her wound with her hand. Her blood began to pool around her as it fell from her body, Yoshikawa's smile widening as she loaded another bullet into C'est la vie.

The bullet shot out seconds after it was loaded. Killer Queen deflected it but wasn't prepared for the second bullet moments after the first, that one shooting through Yoshihara's knee, which made her collapse. She gasped sharply in pain, falling down on her stomach as she let go of her wound. Killer Queen flickered some more, a small crack appearing around its abdomen and leg.

"I'm not going to lie to you, brat. You had me on the ropes for a few seconds," Yoshikawa snarked, scoffing as Yoshihara groaned. The ghost appeared again, looking straight at Yoshikawa, who braved past the fear that she felt at looking it in the eyes.

"You…." Yoshihara groaned, losing the edge in her voice as she coughed, the manifestation of the ghost flickering as it faded away completely. The blond-haired teen tried to get up, however, another pain shot through her as another bullet was shot through her shoulder as she screamed. C'est la vie shoved its foot into her mouth, then lifted its leg and sent her on her back, making her gasp again.

"Unfortunately for you, you didn't expect me to have a long-ranged ability, did you?" Yoshikawa snarked, having C'est la vie block a punch meant for her head sent at her by Killer Queen. "Seems like your getting slower, eh, brat?" the older woman gloated, walking up to Yoshihara.

"Bullets kill, regardless of what Stand you have. The same thing applies to Quirks. It doesn't matter what Quirk someone has, bullet calibres don't care if your skin is rock hard, or if your skin is made of metal, if it can break through it, then it can break through you. Such is life, right?" Yoshikawa said, stomping on the back of Yoshihara's head, her face slamming into the ground. "That's why I named my Stand C'est la vie. It means that in French, did you know? C'est la vie, such is life, and my Stand and I have now ended yours," the crazy blond ranted.

"You said you were going to make my death nice and slow, right? Well, look how the tables have turned!" Yoshikawa laughed, turning around as Killer Queen slowly began to flicker in and out of existence. "All that talk about killing me, and it turned up anti-climactic and in reverse. How about that? Utterly, utterly pathetic, just like you, you damned mistake," Yoshikawa spat, stuffing her hands into her pockets.

Before she could leave, C'est la vie stuck out its hand and caught a bubble with a skull inside of it. The bubble went into the Stand's hole, then straight out the other one directed at a wall, the bubble blowing up once it made contact with the wall. Yoshikawa's eyes widened for a split second, her expression turning from a cocky smirk to a shocked and flabbergasted one. "You dirty bitch…." Yoshikawa spat, turning around to face the struggling Yoshihara.

"Heh, actually, I respect that. Too bad your attack failed." Yoshikawa spat, looking at the damage the bubble bomb thing did, the wall crumbling and creating a small hole that cracked. "Heh Die. Die alone without anyone to love you, just like your shitty excuse of a father, and my shitty excuse of an ex-husband," Yoshikawa spat, turning again and walking away.

But little had she noticed that the bubble bomb had been a distraction.

As she exited the building, she felt a weight draw off of her shoulders. She was finally free from that shitty excuse of a brat. No longer would her thoughts be plagued by the idea of that child still being alive. After all, she had to be dead now. Especially after all the bullet holes that were now in her body, the time it would take for her to bleed out would probably be 20 minutes, maybe 30 if she was unlucky.

And this time, there was no backstabbing villain that would prevent her death.

She pulled her phone out of her pocket and entered the same website address she used to call her cab from before. She only rented that hotel room for a few hours, so she now needed to find a hotel somewhere else in Japan. Maybe the Morioh grand hotel? That might've been a good spot to be. It was a few hours' drive, but Johnny had given her a decent amount of money so that she didn't have to worry. After all, this was a company-paid vacation.

She got one every year, and she just so happened to spend it in her home country, like she did every year. Though, she normally spent it in her family's summer home which had been passed down throughout the generations. "Heh, now with that brat out of the way, I can finally live in peace."

As she drew out her phone so that she could call the cab company that took her here to then take her to Morioh, she felt something heavy on her shoulder. "What the—"

"Look Over Here."

The voice that was beside her was raspy, it sounded like someone hadn't drunk any water in years, and on top of that, it was almost… robotic in how it was said. Yoshikawa groaned, knowing full well it was probably some homeless person with a voice Quirk. "Sir, if you don't get away from me, I'll—"

"I said, Look Over Here."

As soon as it interrupted her again, she harshly turned to look where the voice came from, that being her left shoulder, and when she did, she was met with something that she didn't think possible.

Another Stand.

It was small, probably the size of a hand or something equivalent to that. It had a blue dome-like shell-like body with an orange orb on top of it. It had a face, that of a human-like skull with pointed horn-like protrusions, and a golden knife emblem on its forehead. Its mouth was open wide, filled to the brim with sharp, pointed teeth, and its eyes glowed a deep purple. It had tank treads, and they had left marks on her slightly clean suit.

"Is there another Stand User in the area?!" Yoshikawa thought as the Stand stared into her eyes, deeply. Yoshikawa had barely a second to react when its mouth clamped shut, and a clicking sound echoed throughout her immediate area. C'est la vie grabbed the small tank Stand and chucked it 10 meters away as it blew up, causing several car alarms to go off and for a few people to peek out of their windows.

Yoshikawa backed up, glaring at where she had thrown the Stand. "An explosion… what? No, that can't be right. That mistake as an explosive ability… no, she's unconscious, I made sure that. Mixed with her bloodloss she can't summon her Stand or even a Sub-Stand, so this can't belong to her!" Yoshikawa thought, gnashing her teeth together as the dust settled.

The cars around the Stand were flipped over and filled with holes, some even had massive chunks taken out of them. The walls of surrounding buildings were also damaged, some cracking and falling apart, while others were only burned by the fires the explosion caused. Yet the Stand remained undamaged from the blast, or from the throw.

And then, it started moving towards her, albeit slowly. Without hesitation, she grabbed another 50 calibre bullet from her pocket, of which only three more remained, and handed it over to C'est la vie. The Stand quickly took the bullet, aimed its opposite hand, and funnelled the bullet into the receiving hand before firing, the bullet racing toward the tank Stand, who took the bullet head-on.

As a result, the bullet simply bounced off and pinged into a car window, shattering the window as its alarm went off, causing Yoshikawa's eyes to widen. "Huh?!" the older blond thought, backing away. "Look Over Here!" The Stand stated, continuing to approach Yoshikawa. C'est la vie got close to the Stand and punched it, once, in the face, though the small tank shrugged it off completely and continued its advance.

"Just how durable is this thing?! 50 calibre bullets can't just be bounced off by things like that, nor should it be able to withstand a punch from a thing that can shatter walls!" Yoshikawa thought. "DAMN YOU!" the older blond shouted as C'est la vie began to send a flurry of punches its way.

Each fist bounced off the highly durable tank Stand. While the punches did slow it down slightly, they did not stop it. It continued to move forward as C'est la vie continued to punch it, only for the tank Stand to jump up—somehow—and knock Yoshikawa in the face, its tank treads spinning fast as it dug into her forehead, dredging up blood as she screamed.

To onlookers watching from their windows, all they saw were shockwaves hitting against an invisible object, then, suddenly, blood spewing from an already bloodied lady's forehead, and for an explosion to happen mere moments before, caused by nothing. One of the people within their apartments, just down the street, though still being able to see what was going on, was Ochako Uraraka, watching with horror on her face.

She quickly looked away and closed her window, not bothering to watch. She couldn't do anything to help that poor woman if it was one of those invisible things that she encountered back at the USJ. "Even still… I… I can at least try…." Ochako thought, about to leave her apartment when she heard a crashing sound. She looked out the window and saw the Pro Hero Death-Arms arrive on the scene. "It seems that a hero was called! Maybe he could help the lady!"

Back on the streets, Death Arms began to approach the lady with caution. "Ma'am, are you alright?" Death Arms called out as Yoshikawa had C'est la vie rip the tank Stand off of her face and over into the street. She held her forehead, dazed from all the blood she had just lost as she used a car to hold herself up.

"What the fuck do you think it looks like, hero?!" She spat, groaning as Death Arms sighed.

"My apologies, ma'am, I have to say that stuff for professional reasons. I'll try to find the villain that did this to you, and—"

"Don't bother," Yoshikawa spat, interrupting the pro as she gritted her teeth. "Unless you can see it, you're practically useless. I—" before she could continue, she saw that where she had thrown the tank Stand, said Stand was now gone. "Maybe the user finally gave up!" Yoshikawa thought, smirking. "But I think I'll be fine, it seems to have left, and—"

Once again, her sentence was interrupted when the very tank Stand drove up on Death Arms' shoulder. "Look Over Here!" The Stand demanded as Death Arms looked side to side.

"Very funny lady, nice voice projection Quirk, but you can't prank me," Death Arms commented, a small smirk on his face. Unfortunatly for him, he had already met his fate when a clicking noise echoed throughout the area as the tank Stand blew up, knocking Yoshikawa away and into a street pole a few meters away, denting it as she groaned. Her eyes narrowed as she coughed, slowly looking up at where Death Arms was.

The Pro Hero was missing a chunk of his shoulder and a part of his rather thick neck. The pro hero stared in silence, blood covering his hero costume, as well as blood dripping from his mouth. Yoshikawa looked on with wide eyes as the giant of a man fell down, the small tank Stand rolling out of the wound. The onlookers started screaming, closing their windows and locking them. Those that had left the building ran back in immediately, and for one Brunette, she watched on in horror as the blond lady began to scramble away as fast as she could.

"That was not the right target," the tank Stand stated, staring directly at Yoshikawa. "Target found: Look Over Here!" the tank Stand said as Yoshikawa had C'est la vie grab as much of the small rubble as possible to fire at the Stand, all the projectiles bouncing off of the small tank.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Yoshikawa cried out as the Stand continued its approach. Yoshikawa, for her part, jumped up and ran as fast as she could, tripping over her feet work and landing face-first into the concrete. She spat up the blood that had gotten in her mouth as C'est la vie punched at the Stand once more, knocking it into a moving truck's trailer, the impact creating a hole through the metal.

For good measure, she had C'est la vie shoot the last two bullets she had in the direction of where the Stand had crashed, smirking as she did so. "There is no fucking way that it survived all that damage, and if it did, I'll be shocked. I've seen my fair share of durable Stands, but none of them could've survived that," Yoshikawa thought, narrowing her eyes as she became light-headed.

The blood loss was starting to get to her, her vision blurring every now and then. "Stay conscious, at least until I can get out of this things range!" Yoshikawa thought, putting a hand on her forehead. She looked around, not seeing the Stand anywhere. "Maybe… it's… gone…." Yoshikawa growled, her Stand looking around with a careful eye.

Just as she was about to let out a sigh of relief. "Look Over Here!"

Her heart dropped when she turned around to see the tank Stand staring at her, a few meters away from her. There were a few indents in its shell, the yellow bulb was gone revealing a gear and stick, and one of its tank treads was gone. The skull was cracked around the eyes, and the knife emblem was gone as well.

"So, it does take damage. But the fact it took all of that to just damage it like that, and it still be unimpeded. This thing might as well be invincible!" Yoshikawa thought with panic in her eyes. She looked over to Death Arms' smouldering corpse, then back at the Stand. "You piece of shit… I'm going to destroy you and your user!" the blond-haired woman shouted, C'est la vie rushing towards the tank Stand as it sped over to Yoshikawa.

C'est la vie intercepted the Stand and began to beat down on it as much as possible, its fists and claws slashing and pounding against the shell, leaving more indents in it. As a result of pounding on it so much, Yoshikawa's knuckles began to bleed, though, at this point, she didn't care. With one final massive punch, the Stand was knocked into another car, punching a hole through the gas tank as it exploded, causing a chain reaction.

Several cars blew up as a result of that one car blowing up, knocking Yoshikawa into a wall as she gasped in pain, blood flying out of her mouth as some of the shrapnel stabbed into her shoulder and waist. "Mother… fucker…." The blond woman muttered, slowly picking herself up, plucking the bits of shrapnel out of her body, blood dripping from her wounds.

By all means, she should be on the floor, crippled, unable to move. But a wave of determination and adrenaline hit her like a freight train. The last thing she was going to do was let a stupid fucking tank thing get the better of her. She spat up a glob of blood as the small tank dug itself out of the wreckage of the car that it had been flown into.

"That was not a human, relocating target," its robotic voice said, its purple misty eyes staring at Yoshikawa, who was now hunched over, blood dripping from her entire body as she glared back at it.

"You're an Automatic Stand, aren't you? You're taking orders from someone. Your user must be a pansy then. If your user won't come out and fight me, then I'll just have to go find them!" Yoshikawa spat as the Stand stared.

"User is badly hurt. I must protect my user with all I am worth," the Stand replied, catching Yoshikawa off guard. "Target acquired. You will die." As the Stand said that, it charged toward the older blond-haired woman. C'est la vie grabbed the bomb, but before it could be thrown, it clicked, exploding in the Stand's face.

Yoshikawa was shot further back into the building that she had landed in, that being a hair salon. The customers inside the building screamed. Ever since the fight broke out, they had been hiding in the corner of the room. Yoshikawa spat up more blood, now having several smaller holes in her body from the impact of the explosion.

It physically hurt to breathe for the older woman, and as she slowly tried to get up, she slipped on her own blood. Her hands slipped constantly, choking and coughing up more blood as she moved. The customers as well as the owner of the salon looked on in horror as they watched the older woman try and get up.

"O-Oh, my god!" One of the customers screamed, huddling closer into the room. One of them, however, looked at Yoshikawa with a conflicted look. This person had short red hair, and yellow eyes and they were wearing a female junior high school uniform. The schoolgirl stood up, slowly, and approached the woman, and reached out to her.

"What are you doing!" One of the other customers called out. "You're going to get hurt!" The customer called out as the schoolgirl shouted back.

"No! I need to help her!" The kid said, looking back at Yoshikawa, who spat up more blood, her body shaking as sweat fell from her forehead.

"N-No! S-Stay away!" Yoshikawa shouted, coughing up more blood as the school girl shook her head, a confused and shocked expression on her face.

"A-are you crazy!" The schoolgirl said, looking left to right. "I have a healing Quirk. I…. I can help you!" the girl said, causing the woman to look behind her, watching as the Stand sat in the hole, watching.

"N-no! Y-You can't! If you do, it's going to kill you!" Yoshikawa panicked, trying to stand up, but failing. The schoolgirl grit her teeth, staring at the woman before shaking her head.

"But I can't be a hero in the future if I don't prove to myself that I can be one!" The schoolgirl said, activating her Quirk as it slowly began to patch up the wounds on Yoshikawa. As soon as it did, though, the Stand charged, its tires and treads speeding toward the kid. In an act that even Yoshikawa was surprised by, C'est la vie punched the Stand as it came inches away from the girl, it going through the door as a few of the holes finished patching.

It was at that point that Yoshikawa shoved the girl away. "Stop!" The blond woman stated, slowly standing up her head. Some of the holes were still open, still bleeding, though there were far fewer of them. "I'm not going to drag a random innocent person into this! Get into hiding before—"

It was too late for the schoolgirl, as the tank Stand shot through the girl's chest, blood coating the horrified Yoshikawa Kira. Blood that wasn't hers, or the mistakes. "Incorrect target killed, redirecting," the stand said, coldly, as Yoshikawa grit her teeth. The schoolgirl fell to the floor as the other customers cried out in horror.

"YOU SICK SON OF A BITCH!" Yoshikawa shouted, having C'est la vie grab the tank Stand as it began to pry open its mouth. Unfortunatly, it was too big for C'est la vie to suck it up and launch it far away. "I'M YOUR TARGET, NOT ANYONE ELSE! WHY DID YOU KILL HER!" Yoshikawa shouted at the Stand as it answered in a plain, robotic tone.

"My sole and proprietary mission is to kill you. If anyone helps you, then they will also die. It is as simple as that. Those are the orders that my user gave me."

And as soon as it finished explaining, C'est la vie flung the Stand away again, and this time, it didn't explode. Two people—innocent people—were dead because of her and this Stand. Granted, she came here to kill someone, so that didn't make her a good person, she knew that she wasn't in the first place. She knew she was an asshole, but that didn't mean that she liked the fact that innocent people were getting killed because of her.

But at the same time, she didn't want to die. She looked outside of the building and saw the fires. She saw the destruction. She saw everything. She saw all of it. Yoshikawa gritted her teeth held her shoulder and limped out of the building and past the rubble. The tank Stand was damaged, heavily so now. It was now missing its other tank tread. Its nose was shattered, but it still looked like it was still willing to attack.

"This thing is invincible. It has no weaknesses, none, at all!" Yoshikawa thought, staring down at the Stand with malice behind her eyes. She might have hated kids, but that didn't mean any of them had to die for her sake—the brat withstanding—and now she had to think about the fact that both a pro hero was killed by this thing and a kid who wanted to be a hero.

It was then that the Stand rolled away from her, and over to her left. And as soon as it did, Yoshikawa looked over to who it was rolling to, and her eyes widened. Free from wounds, despite the small limp, and with pure rage in her eyes, was Yoshihara. Killer Queen floated behind her as she limped, holding her stomach as if it still hadn't been fully healed. She looked down at Death Arms, made a scoffing noise, then looked at Yoshikawa.

"Y-You…!" Yoshikawa gasped, clenching her fist as she stared at Yoshihara. "How! H-How can someone have two Stands!" The older blond woman shouted as Yoshihara smirked, chuckling as she did. Her shoulder was exposed, showing the purple star birthmark, as well as a few other scars. "A-And how the hell are you still alive, anyway?!"

"Sheer Heart Attack isn't a separate Stand, woman. It's another ability belonging to Killer Queen. But I digress," Yoshihara spat, narrowing her eyes at Yoshikawa. Behind the blond was a young nurse, looking at the older woman with a mix of disdain and slight worry. "Thank you, Medi-lady. I'm glad I had you in my contacts. Unfortunately, there is nothing we can do about Death Arms, he's dead," Yoshihara said, looking at Yoshikawa with a burning hatred. "As I said, I'm going to make your death slow and painful. Anyone else who gets caught in the crosshairs isn't my problem, nor is it my fault they died. They got in between our little fight, and if they died because of it, who cares," Yoshihara growled. "Because I sure as hell don't. Medi-lady, do me a favour and go in that salon and see if anyone got injured."

Without a word, Medi-lady did as she was asked, leaving both a practically fully healed Yoshihara and a heavily battered Yoshikawa. Beside the older blond was C'est la vie, and with Yoshihara was Killer Queen and Sheer Heart Attack. The two Kira's stared each other down, just like in the love hotel, but unlike last time, Yoshihara felt no fear.

It was time to end this.