A Certain Scientific Code Vader

Chapter 28 - A Certain Introduction To Self Worth

"What are you talking about? You kuso baba wretch!"

"Trying your hardest? But refuse to use all your options? While the boosting experiments showed something worth looking into. The sudden cognitive changes is something I'm not a fan of." Byouri notes leaning back, sliding her finger further down the record pages. "It's turning even the most unlikely candidates into sharks. The fall of Kihara Nemoto; Akuma, devil of science, will only bring birth to a new Akuma. But... we won't have any sworn sadness for your demise. But this hypothesis..."

Wheels electronically shifted magnetically into Byouri's chair.

Kihara Akuma had the engaging senses to crouch, weaving Kihara Byouri's sudden attack. She done-so-fast, she detached a wheel that was connected to her now transformed wheelchair.
The wheels were round but sharp, sharp enough to decapitate any ordinary man's head like a pizza cutter cutting its slices of pizza.

The metallic wall structure that was stuck behind Akuma had a perfect clean symmetrical horizontal cut.

However neither Kihara held any sort of shocking reaction to each other's sudden aggression.

"You seriously need to give up now before it's too late. As someone who specializes in giving up, I never give my victims any sort of reason to try. You'll lose more than what you're bargaining for and if a new Kihara killer is born. That's something we won't appreciate." Byouri held her wheel with one hand as another wheel took the detached one's place.

Kihara Akuma cracked his knuckles, clench his fist, and posed up a brawling stance.

It was the atmosphere of two bosses waiting in a dungeon for the player's final trial, but both of them were the final boss. And there wasn't room for the both of them.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Fuck this! I don't plan to be your collateral damage background character! I plan to be a main serious character with a grand Kihara name and build up, character arc." Said the closed eyes and shaggy hair Kihara who flicked his middle finger before storming out the door.

The two Kihara beasts however were too busy howling and swearing profanity, to notice shaggy hair Kihara Mori's dissed.

"If you're already backed into a corner to constantly beg for financial sources, swallowing your pride as a Kihara as an embarrassment and shame, you mind as well give up. You know who you're supposed to be calling, so give up being a sniveling little bitch about Amata's achievement to the number 1# and get over it!" Byouri's confrontation gave her the obvious spot-on theory to block Akuma's sudden powerhouse kick.

His bulldozing kick had so much impact that it broke the table and hurled the whole wheelchair with Byouri included into the air. Byouri casually controlled the momentum, swirling vertically backwards effortlessly landing on her wheels.

"I ain't swallowing shit bitch! But you can swallow these nuts if you wish! You talk fucking big but if you want to be focusing on anyone you should be prying your tactics upon your disappointing Kihara student keeper!" Akuma's command left a disdainful picture on Byouri's shallow face.

Before she regained her smile Byouri's wheelchair transformed the two arms into metallic bazooka attachments.

"Impressive as always Nemoto! You were always fortunate enough to keep up with me! FINE! I won't help you on your quest for yen. But I do have an idea if you could manage without giving up!" Byouri had one finger kissing the red button that shifted attached to her wheelchair right arm and a black button that had a telephone glowing symbol on the left.