Splatoon Manga Various x Modern! Otaku! Reader [DISCONTINUED]

Pyun, pyun~~

'Oh shit.

Get out de way.

Get out de way.

BITCH, GET OUT MY GODDAMN HEAD'

Flashback

Owo

Wat.

Your weabo mind said you were unconscious. But you felt action going on... You can always sense it when it's there.

But all you saw was pitch black...

Nope. Definitely not unconscious.

Focusing, you heard a muffled voice, "ⱭցҼՂ եՀɾҼҽ'տ ʍÍՂԺ Աɑտ ՀÍՅⱭϹƙҽԺ ҍՎ եՀⱭե ϹɾⱭհվ ԹՀօՂҼ!"

You somehow, were able to translate it;

"'Agent three's mind was hijacked by that crazy phone'?"

Flashback End

"Measly scraps..." an unfamiliar, bitter  voice grumbled from your mouth. Oh, you could see now... Huh? It's a bit blurry...

You were bamboozled. The paste must have gotten you. But how? It was behind Rider—

Oh. Rider could've dodged, and then the paste could've gotten you instead, since you were standing right in front of him.

Hn. Makes sense.

"You'll pay for this!"

"(Y/n)'s mind is disappearing!" the constricted Glasses panicked with concern.

"Wake up, (Y/n)!"

'ASDFGHJKL STAHP MAKING NE FEEL PATHETIC! I'M TRYING— OKAY?!'

You thought for a moment, you can think, but you can't do... Wait— could you blink?

Oh, Nope.

So you had no control whatsoever... Great. All you saw were panicking idiots, paste was covering your left eye in the most uncomfortable way possible. It was all sticky— bleh.

You wondered if it was going to be like cliche anime— and that you'd need tons of willpower.

But you brushed it off, everything would follow the plot. Still though, it felt weird. You felt frustration, was it your frustration of not being able to control yourself, or something else?

"Eh? (Y/n) is sleeping?"

"OF COURSE NOT!"

You mentally snickered, 'Guess I'll just kick back and watch... And enjoy the thrill of battle I guess?'

"The others were also being controlled!" Hachi suddenly realized.

"Correct."

Ey ey, Mr. Phoney.

"?!"

"Everything is for the ultimate goal..."