"Okay....so, those are my two options?"
A-chan nodded as Yagoo stood behind, or Mister Tanigo but I looked Yagoo. Short, rolled off the tongue, sounded funny. They had just laid out two options in front of me, literally, in the form of two documents. One was about Yagoo's company, Hololive, wanting to have ke work for them as a "Virtual YouTuber," whatever the hell that meant. And the other was a bit more scary. A document of the city's police department wanting to investigate how I obtained a M1918 Thompson Submachine Gun.
Damn. These guys really don't mess around huh? Wait a second. Looking around the room, I looked at the beeping box that had a tube running to my forearm that turned into a needle slidin' into my arm. Something was off. Way off now that I thought about it.
"You make it sound like I don't have a choice..."
"But you do! You join us, you get to avoid jail time and investigators poking into your past! And the other is, well, the other!....Okay, I can see why you think that."
Yagoo sounded both excited and anxious like someone hopped up on crown. A-chan soon stepped in with a rather more formal response.
"Although it's true it's one sided, you and I know for a fact you rather work than jail time, (Y/N)."
Hearing her say my name so bluntly, I immediately grabbed her shoulder and glared at her.
"I don't recall givin' ya my name, A. So, how the hell did you get it?"
A-Chan seemed a bit taken back a bit as even Yagoo went on the defensive. Grabbing my arm with a pretty good grip a homerunner had before A-chan slowly pushed his hand away. Giving him a reassurin' look as she spoke again.
"Times have changed. But medical records don't. So, do you accept or no?"
Groaning softly, I looked her and Yagoo in the eyes.
Some hour and a half later, I was following the two out the back of the hospital. Doc' checked me out, gave me some meds and I even took a lollipop out from a jar. Opening the bottle, I popped two painkillers into my mouth and swallowed 'em down with no drink. Something A-Chan cringed at slightly as Yagoo seemed to gain a glimmer of excitement.
However, now it was my time to react when we walked out into broad daylight. My mouth goin' wide open as I looked around the city. Everything was so...different. Small apartments were now huge ones and those small little business towers were now so tall, they pierced the sky.
"We...have a lot of catching up to do..."
Was all A-Chan could say to Yagoo as she saw my face. After a short walk, we arrived at what seemed to be a rather familiar sight that made me feel right at home. Why? Cus' I used to drive Don around in this thing when he asked me to chauffeur for him. A black Chrysler Imperial.
As I saw it, my face turned into a grin as I took my fedora off my head and walked up to the car. Casually patting the roof of the badass limo with my hat.
"You guys shouldn't have~ But ya did. Boy, is this yours, Yagoo?"
Turning to him with my same grin, he began to chuckle sheepishly as I tilted my head. Looking to A-Chan she seemed a bit nervous.
"Actually...it's rented. Finding cars like these are now super hard...and expensive..."
"Oh....well still! Just look at this sexy thing~! Almost gives you a run for your money, A~"
Giving her a wink, she scoffed and looked away as Yagoo chuckled. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the key and went to the driver side before opening up the door. Hopping in, I was left outside with A-Chan as my grin came back a bit stronger than before. Opening the passenger door, I waved to her.
"Your chariot awaits, my queen."
"You'd be surprised how offen I get called that..."
"...eh?"
Leavin' me confused, she snickered softly as she sat down before my insincts closed the door despite me being locked. Shakin' my head, I soon got into the back as Yagoo then drove off. Immediately, I saw a bunch of, obviously, cars that were way different. Smaller and sleaker, bigger cars that seemed like they could fit a whole family and some long buses that seemed to give off no noise except for a small hiss.
I was both mesmerized and confused the whole time as all this shit didn't look like the shit I've seen. It looked...better.
"Either those meds were trippy as hell or-"
"Second. This is obviously not the city you remember it as. This is the same city though but....a hundred years later."
"Holy fuck!"
Yagoo soon beeped the horn as a red slick car cut him off. Thing had a logo that looked like a circled divided into two blue and white triangles in a circle. Like slices of pizza. Looking back at myself, I placed my hand over the spot where I decided to stab myself with that dagger-hold up. That dagger! Where the fuck is that thing!?
"Heya, A? Did they find some weird dagger with me when I got picked up?"
"Uhm...no. Not that I know of. Why?"
A-Chan looked at me and, I'll admit, the chick ain't that bad lookin'. She ain't got that girly zest though. A bit...alluring. Weird I know but, she doesn't seem like the type to take shit either.
"Look, I know this'll sound weird but...right before I showed up, I was gettin' chased down by the cops for stealin' a dagger for my boss. One thing led to another and I fuckin' stabbed myself."
"Humu-humu..."
"Humu?"
A-Chan soon began to rub her chin with a hand before looking back at me.
"Seems like the perfect isekai-esque setting..."
"The hell is an is-eek-hi?"
Before she could answer me, we got cut off by the sound of a low roaring engine. Looking around, I looked at the sky as I saw a huge ass tube of white with some logos on it. A-Chan let off a soft chuckle as she watched with a very faint smile.
"That's an airplane."
"What!? Seriously!? You mean to tell me those flimsy ass kanoes were turned into that!? I bet I could fit this entire city in it..."
Watchin' in awe, I was still awe struck at all this new shit comin' into my view. But a segment of me wanted nothin' to do with it. Sorta just wanted to get back home with Ma and the boys...she must be worried sick...Or maybe the cops told 'em I was dead.
After a while of drivin', Yagoo stopped in front of what seemed to be some large office lookin' building. Out front though was a sign and logo. The same logo A-Chan had at the front of her shirt but with an EN at the front. Hoppin' out the car after we came to a stop, they both led me inside and past some office workin' people. Most of them givin' me some odd and interested looks.
Entering an elevator, I looked around and it was a pretty chill kind of box. Glass panels, hand rails and a bunch of buttons....a bunch....
"....Forgive me."
"Eh?"
Suddenly, I launched forward and ran my hands all over the panel while laughin' like some sick asshole. A-Chan was freakin' out as she tried to pull me away from it while Yagoo just laughed.
A while later, the elevator doors opened to show A-Chan audibly growling as Yagoo giggled softly. A-Chan also had a firm grip on my hand and self, specifically in that order since she had my arm bent behind my back. A bit embarrassin' but, not as much as the blonde broad who shot me.
Walking out into the hallway, it felt similar to a hotel floor. And it sorta was since Yagoo confirmed it himself.
"This is the suite floor. We have one for convenience in each building since some of our idols have to travel to us at times."
"Ohohooooo I can't wait to trash a suite~! Imma need a tiger cub, a seesaw and a champagne bottle."
Yagoo sheepishly chuckled as A-Chan was confused by my request. I dunno what was so confusin' about it. I just needed a tiger cub for pettin', a seesaw to keep the cub entertained and a champagne bottle for myself. Sheesh.
We soon stopped in front of a door as I soon walked in and looked around me. And the place wasn't that shabby. Not gonna lie. Cream painted walls, a sizable bed, a dress and closet, a door that probably led to a bathroom. And a desk with....
"The hell is that?"
"That is...a computer. Before we get you into our business, we sorta need you to learn about the past hundred years."
"Ex-fuckin'-cuse me?"
"Don't worry! We'll be here to help and what not."
A-Chan tried to reassure me as I looked at the thing with confusion. How the hell was I supposed to learn if I never really went to school? Come to think of it, how was I gonna get help with them away in....Japan I think Yagoo said.
Yet the gods may have blessed me on this day since a knock came at the door. A-Chan opened it and standing outside was a pretty lookin' gal. She had the get up similar to A-Chan though. Wearin' a white button, black shorts, black tights and some raised black boots. Just like A-Chan, she too wore glasses. Thing she had some weird black tube on her back.
However! That didn't stop me from zoomin' up to the door and pushin' A-Chan away. To which she replied by lettin' out a muffled squeal.
"Howdy~"
I wore a pretty cocky grin since, I mean, the chick was pretty. Especially the way her hair was black on the outside but, looked red on the inside. Not to mention those red eyes. Sheesh. Cut me down right now-and now there is a blade pressed to my neck.
Sweating a bit in place, I gulped as that even made the blade press into my neck a bit. Even shavin' a small segment.
"Yagoo? A lil' help?"
"That is-"
"Enma. That's what everyone else calls me at least. I'm going to be YOUR manager. Meaning. Your. Boss. Capiché?"
Usually at this point, I would feel embarrassed and decide to spite them but.....yeah think Imma have to skip. Nodding by moving my eyes up and down rapidly, she put the blade away via the-oooooh thats what the tube is for...oh.
Stepping back, I soon stood behind A-Chan as if using her like a human shield as Enma walked in. Yagoo wore a pretty excited smile the entire time.
"Now! You are going to learn how to become acquainted with technology of this era. And then we will get you to become an official Hololive idol! The first male!"
"Hol' up..."
A-Chan slipping out from behind A-Chan, I gently moved her aside as I approached Yagoo with squinted eyes. The entire fact I was a mafioso made everyone a bit on edge as I did.
"First male? As in a group full of all women...?"
"Uh....yes?"
"....Alright I'm in."
"No hesitation!"
A-Chan yelled out as Yagoo and I shook hands to make our membership solid. Meanwhile, Enma simply sighed and rubbed her temple.
"This won't go wrong..."
"Great! This is going great! All we need now is confirmation you can sing!"
Sing? Sing!? Ohohooooo.
"Ain't Misbehavin' by Fats Waller. Where's the nearest radio?"
Soon after, Enma took out what seemed to some small slab of shiny black marble before pressin' something on the side. The thing's face then glowed brightly as I slipped over to look at it. Giggling softly, she pressed around with it before the song began playin'. Catching me off guard, I jumped back. She then looked at me as the song began and, grinnin', I strutted on over to the window. Openin' the blinds as I stared out into the city sorta lost in thought.
"No one to talk with...All by myself! No one to walk with! But I'm happy on the shelf...Ain't misbehavin'...I'm savin' my love for you! For you. For you. For you~"
As I began singin' Yagoo and A-Chan seemed almost entranced as even Enma seemed taken back a bit. I wrapped myself in the curtain after the first line before sittin' on the desk and droopin' forward like a lazy Pinnochio. Lookin' up with a smile, I sprung up and poked Enma twice on her face before pokin' Yagoo on the stomach and finally A-Chan by liftin' her face a bit. I saw the red on her face come up as I grinned wickedly.
"I know for certain, the one I love. I'm through with flirtin'. It's just you I'm thinkin' of. Ain't misbehavin'. I'm savin' my love for you."
Yanking her by the hip, I stood behind A-Chan while placing my chin on her shoulder. Switching after each line before putting a heart to her forehead and finishing it off by turning her around with a comedic spin.
"Like Jack Horner, in the corner. Don't go nowhere, what do I care? Your kisses are worth waitin' for. Believe me~"
Hopping back, I cornered myself as I sorta pushed myself around a bit before shrugging. Scoffing at the idea of movin' before tappin' my foot while lookin' at Enma.
"I don't stay out late. Don't care to go. I'm home about eight. Just me and my radio. Ain't misbehavin'~! I'm savin' my love for you~"
Shootin' past them, I had yoinked Enma's little radio from her. Sitting back at the window sill, I looked outside with a shrug before pattin' the little black radio. Looking directly at Yagoo right after before the song suddenly took a sharp turn. Gettin' giddy, I shrugged the sudden change as I listened. The change in tone gettin' to me, I began to drum away usin' the sill.
Tappin' my foot a bit, it became unbearable as I soon got up and began to tap dance before suddenly losing my footin'. Enma freaked out and went to catch me but, I caught myself by grabbing onto the window frame and whippin' myself up to my feet. Jumping up and dancin' across the room, I hopped onto the table and tapped away as Yagoo clapped with a giddy lil' smile.
However, the mood suddenly died down as I was somewhat exhausted. Or so I made it look. Sittin' jn the chair, I kicked my feet up onto the table.
"I don't stay out late...Don't care to go! I'm home about eight. Just me and my radio~ Ain't misbehavin', I'm savin' my love for you!"
As the song ended, the room was filled by the claps of Yagoo, A-Chan and Enma as I snickered and stood up. Bowing to them as if I never even got tired to begin with.
"Yes! This will be even better now! World?! Make way for Mister (Y/N) (L/N)!-"
"Mafioso Extraordinaire~!"
Yep! That was me now.
Or rather yet a few hours ago. Now, I sat in the chair in front of the "computer," they called it, Watchin' "videos." Wearing some comfy woolen sweats and an undershirt while a blanket was drapped over me. What videos were they? Well....cats. And dogs. Animals in general really.....Yeah this is gonne be a tricky month....
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