Futatsu no Kuroi o to Nihon no Mahou

Episode 3: Arcade

??? 4: You should commit seppuku right now!

Drake: Fuck off, I'm not trying to play sudoku!

???: You're just jealous because she'll never acknowledge you or your pathetic egos!

??? 3: Leave these sacred grounds at once, heretics!

Malcom: Drake,

Drake: Yeah?

Malcom: We have to leave, now. These fucking weebs are more weeb than us and I'm not going to jail for fighting weebs.

Drake: I like my free scholarship. In Japan I might add.

The two dark skinned teens slowly started to back away from the raging crowd of otakus that aren't letting up. Fumiko's singing came to a halt as she glared at newly formed crowd. All of her attention was gone, stolen by these two random guys.

???: Apologize! Apologize to Ichimaru-sama for your ignorance!

Drake: Malcom, we gotta go! Run! These fat fucks don't have the stamina for us!

Malcom: BET!

Malcom and Drake turned around and started running for it but, came to a stop when they encountered the irritated idol blocking their path. The crown of fanboys froze like deer in headlights. Fumiko had her hands on her hips, leaning with an attitude.

Drake: What the-

Fumiko: How dare you!

In a blink of an eye, the entire fanbase dropped to their knees, bowing to the idol begging for forgiveness. Drake looked over at them, creeped the fuck out.

Drake: Is this the same feeling that foreigners give the Justin Bieber fan base when they act cringy as shit?

Fumiko: I spend a very long time working for this and I refuse to have it taken away by me from you two!

Malcom: Look, ma'am, uh... Ichimaru-san-

Fumiko: Keep my name out of your filthy mouth!!

Malcom: Oh geez, damn, okay then.

Fumiko: Hmp!

The idol with a bad attitude crossed her arms and face away from the boys.

Fumiko: Since you've ruined my performance, you're gonna have to make it up for me! I'm tired of having to deal with filthy dark mongols like you who exist to rape women!

Drake snapped back at the small girl.

Drake: Hoe, Imma-

Malcom: DRAKE! Stop!

Malcom focused back on the idol.

Malcom: Lady listen to me, you have this all wrong!

Fanboy: You disgusting creature! Return to the desert form which you came!

Fanboy 2: I'm tired of seeing you all over our sacred websites infecting our beautiful women!

Drake: Rascim is bad enough in America, don't fuckin' do this here! We didn't mean any harm or insult to you guys! C'mon!

Fumiko: On your knees.

Drake: What?

Malcom: Shit, just buy me dinner and a movie first.

Drake: No really, what?

Fumiko: On your knees and bow! Apologize if you want me to think that you two didn't mean to insult me!

Drake and Malcom looked at each other with that classic "you got me fucked up" look plastered on their faces. Right now, they were conflicted. The urge to fight was real but the boys know once they start the fight with the locals, their adventure was over before it started. Until, Nanami walks by....