Round 12. English version.


California, USA, January 15th, 1999.

It's a dark night covering the entire california countryside. All of it? Not exactly. On a mountaintop stands a glorious mansion that shines like a sun in the late hours of the night. Still, there's some dark energy coming out of it, suppressing the light.

In the mansion, behind a huge glass wall there is a throne. On the throne was a beautiful young woman. Nobody could told one thing: She was 40 years old. She has long purple hair, blood-red eye color, like her eyes are two sparkling rubies. On her knees with a concerned-looking doctor, a desperate couple of brothers and a huge, muscular boxer with a torn punching bag. „so would you be the ones who had the image to come before me with their pathetic requests just because you didn't like the fact that I had bought their land and chattels as worthless as their lives?" Asked she the philosophical question herself, and then rose up in the chair. It was time to live on her favorite activities: Humiliation. „Now, let me hear the stories about why I don't want what's already mine." Lillith Oono's words were so cold, even the warmest fire would have gone out. Yes, she is Makoto and Akira mother. Her eyes were condescending, and her face insensitive, as if she had never loved anyone in her life. First, the doctor stood up and spoke with worried eyes and voice. „ Ma'am Lillith! If I hear correctly, that after you bought the state hospital, you want to eliminate the patients and put them on the street. Please don't do this! There are plenty of them including patients who have no relatives as well as those who need continuous care! There are thirty patients on life support systems. If they are turned off, they will die!" It seemed in the doctor's eyes that he loved his patients and would have done everything he could to help others. However, she just looked at the doctor with an unflinching face and then spoke coldly „If the state didn't care about your patients, why would I, as an individual, do it? It's not my business, As for the thirty patients who are already at the gates of death, it is more merciful to let in." After the answer, the doctor's breath got stuck. His eyes looked blank into the darkness, with tears dripping from both sides of his face. He knelt motionless like the last knife that was thrust into his heart. Two guards dragged him out in front of the mansion. Lillith pointed to the brothers. They were farmers. Their hands showed signs of everyday hard work. There were times when they worked double triple shifts to feed the animals. The older brother spoke. „Please, pretty lady, don't buy up our farm. It's been in our family for generations.We couldn't take the animals anywhere. Outside the farm, we wouldn't have a place to live." To this the cold-looking lady, as if she had already counted on them, laughed and took out a book which she had thrown to the brothers. The book title was: How to start a new life? „You don't have to worry about the fate of the animals. I already sold them to a slaughterhouse that paid me good money. Actualy, not so much, but better, than nothing. Now that you have no burden on your shoulders, you can go wherever you want." The younger brother then took out a knife when he heard the woman reply."Oh, dare to attack me?" Asked Lillith, with her head turned to the side. So many attempts were made by the people who were disinherited to attack her, she was too lazy to count. „You got a big mouth, bitch with your big money! But if I stab you in the neck, try be tough after!" He went to stab her, but she twisted his loose and sent him to the ground with a gut punch. „Pull out this unfortunate worm immediately, before I use the knife on his neck or penis." "Noted Lillith, and sat back on her throne. Finally, the boxer stood in front of her. He was desperate because all his wealth and fond memories were his own gym. „Please, madam! I have nowhere else to go! My gym was all I had!" Despite his enormous muscles, he fell to his knees, with soft eyes, from which despair exerted itself. She suddenly smiled as if she had told a good joke. „How can I give back what I don't already have? Because the whole thing demolished tomorrow morning and replaced it with a shopping mall. But you know what? You can still take the bricks." Then she burst into a great laugh. He looked ahead with astonishment. It's like he's not looking at a person. He wasn't far from the truth. In the bourgeois circles, Lillith is known as the Demon, which she proudly took on. He was caught in anger, ran towards her and tried to punch the demon in her face. He believed that this would be more successful, as he had just won the New York Heavyweight Championship. But all of a sudden, he hit the floor with his back so hard, that almost broke his spine.

Then the guards dragged him out, as did the others. Then Lillith started drinking wine with a smug head, like she was doing her job well. „What do I look like, Santa Claus? There is no mercy or neutrality in business!" Then the phone rang. she answered and said hello on the phone. While listening to phone, the mocking smile turned more and more into rage than if her house had just been destroyed. The phone was then hung up, and then, with an angry head, she took a slow and deep breath. „Narumi Oono! You son of a bitch!"

January 20, 8 in the morning, Paris's Airport, 1999.

In this cool morning, the passengers were greeted at Paris airport, which was flooded with citizens of various countries. Some just wanted to go home to their family. Some of us had to go on a very important business trip. The bustling noise of the airport could only be broken by the airport announcer, when it was announced which flight to take off for. Out of all those people, it's an old man who looks the best, who just glowed in the elegant way of life. Handsome, charismatic and elite style clothes. But something wasn't right. He looked up at the sky the whole time, almost unaware of the immense crowd around him. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts, he almost lost touch with the environment. „The flight to Tokyo will depart in 20 minutes! Passengers are asked to arrive at Terminal 5 immediately." As soon as everyone got on the plane to the plane, they soon took off to the blue sky with the rich man on it.

The passengers were not interested in the outside world, they were only concerned with themselves. Meanwhile, the man's eyes began to get stuck, and then he fell asleep. His dream brings back memories. Pleasant memories and horrible ones. Two purple-haired angels and a purple-haired devil, who just grab the two angels.

At the same time, Venice.

This beautiful, floating city is also the bearer of many secrets. One of them was a certain lady who, although on paper on business, was actually just here to relax. Her beauty was matched only by her devotion to culture. She'd read so much in her life that if there was a library, there'd be hardly any books in it that couldn't be found. She liked to travel. Spain, Egypt, Scotland, just name a few. When her son was younger, they always went somewhere nice. She always hoped her son would marry a foreign lady one day. She was enjoying the Christmas Festival in St. Mark's Square, when she got a message on her phone. The message contained images. Looking at the pictures, she smiled and tried to hide the fact that she was about to get a stroke. The pictures were of a familiar mansion, where there was a Tekken 3 Tournament with a young man who was conducting the whole thing like a clown. It took less than six seconds, and the beautiful woman's face and voice were so distorted that Godzilla next to her reminded me of a kind, gentle deer. In just a fraction of a second, she immediately headed to the nearest Airport. She paid for the next flight to Tokyo. An hour later, he was on the plane, but her anger wouldn't go away. „How dare you to do this? My son... it's time... to talk... to this..." She grumbled constantly and nervously. Everyone else on the plane was sitting as far away from the woman as possible, while the captain was thinking hard about whether to report a terrorist attack because of her threatfull apperance.

January 21th. 1999.

The man awoke from his sleep with tears in his eyes, and as it happens, the dreams disappeared in his subconscious. The plane arrived and landed safely at Tokyo Airport. After picking up his luggage and leaving the airport, he was greeted by a magnificent limousine that was dazzling the other cars. He's got in quickly, and then he spoke to the driver for the first time during the long journey. „ To the Oono's Mansion, please." Shortly after the vehicle left, a woman jumped out of the airport crowd to find a free taxi. Unfortunately, there are no free vehicle. She had to find another way, but in this time, no busses are depart and the train station is far. The only option for her was a young guy who was just selling his bike. She paid twice the original price without hesitation and then began to roll. She was riding her bike so fast, that a ford mustang would be proud of it.

In less than half an hour, the man arrived at the Oono Mansion. He suddenly stopped at the entrance. Took a deep breath and decided to open the gate. And then, all of a sudden, something hit the limo from behind, completely cut the back half and forced the right back to release. He didn't have time to react when a woman was standing in front of him, pretending to teleport. They looked each other in the eye unexpectedly, and then they both shouted out. „NARUMI!" „ELEONORE!" It occurred to him that the woman who caused the crash was the mother of Daniel Fortesque. Narumi smiled. He was the head of the Oono family, even though his wife was really pulling the strings. „I'm sorry I caused a crash. I promise I'll pay you. I'm just here on urgent business, and I didn't see the outside world." Said Eleonore. „ It's all right. I've been thinking about a new paint job... and on new wheels. Wold you like to drink a cup of tea?" Ask Narumi. „Yes, I'd like." Answer Elenore with a bow.

Half an hour later, on the terrace of the mansion, they both drank the Golden Imperial Tips tea, which was freshly unwrapped. Narumi and Eleonore have always understood each other, as their minds couldn't be taken away by wealth. „ What was the purpose of your haste here? „ Ask Narumi. „I received an anonymous letter yesterday on my phone, where my son is holding a video game Championship on his father property." Narumi was surprised by the statement, but he smiled when he saw the picture. He wanted to ask what was wrong with it, but the answer was clearer than the success of Ghost In the Shell. The rich layer to which they belonged despises such entertainment. Eleonore countinue the speak. „But that's not the worst part. If I believe the attached text, then my son's wife is supposed to be sleeping with another man, and he's also intrested to another woman." She showed him another picture of Daniel hugging a woman of his age with blond hair. This is a bigger problem, because if Morrisons or Lillith find out, then the real hell will be released. „So what do you suggest? Kick the door down and try to speak them?" Ask Narumi. „ No, because then it's possible they'll deny it and we'll just make a false alarm. My suggestion is to observe them, and if the charges are proven, then we should act." „But how, would the question come when they'd recognize us? In disguise. of course, there is before you ask." Reply Narumi. „Thank you very much. It's very nice of you to help me." said Eleonore. Narumi said to himself that she wasn't helping her because she liked her kindness. It's because if his wife hears about this, she's gonna make World War II look like childish squabbles.

California, Oono Chateau, January 21th. 1999.

Lillith called in Kevin Willet, codename jago, who was also her bodyguard's confidant and lover. The demon Woman's rage didn't stop, so his voice went straight to hell. „What do you want from me, ma'am? If you'd like to repeat last night... „said Jago, but Lillith interupts him. „ Jago! There is a bigger problem." „ Don't tell me the condom broke." „ Much bigger." „You have got an STD? I swear it's not from me." „ Oh, for fuck sake! Shut the fuck up, or you can kiss your manhood goodbye!" „ Then there would be nothing to satisfy your bottomless desires if no one else dares to spend the night with you." At that time, Lillith cut his throne's armrest so hard that it fell to the ground like sawdust. The last time Jago saw Lillith this angry was when he found out that her husband was secretly helping people. In the silence, she was able to calm down at some point. She began to speak with a great sigh. „ The point is, my youngest daughter is supposed to be mating with another guy." „ Sour grapes?" „ What are you meaning? „ Ask Lillith with newly born anger. „I mean, that I was the last one left because most of them ended up like a punctured tricycle and needed hospitalization." After this answer, lillith threw the other end of the armrest to the man, who, with his masterful precision, evaded it. for him, it was worth every penny to piss her off as an extra commission. „Yes, ma'am. I don't remember you any more things about the past. so what's the problem?" „ At the same time, I fear that she will go down the same path as her sister, Makoto." „ There's no wonder. You are as bad a mother as you are a good businessman." Jago observed in a low voice, but her ears were sharper. „ Say that again!" „ I'm just saying you shouldn't ruin that throne any more. It's expensive wood." Lillith knew what he was saying, but she let go for the insult. „I want you to watch my daughter, Akira Oono. If it proves I'm right, you will call me immediately. Is that clear?" „ Consider it done. But, that mean, that tomorow night sexytime is out?" „ Yes, it is." „ I mean, for my part. I think, ma'am going to hit time in some red light district. If the servants are already afraid of the Black Window."

Jago's remark was the last straw in the glass. Lillith grab the throne and throw to Jago, which again missed. „ Go to your fucking job!" She shouted at him, when he ran out laughing. That's how he guaranteed himself the perfect fare.

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