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MAN☆EATER'S IDEAL WORLD ★ SESSION 1

When you close your eyes, bone-deep fatigue crashes over you like a wave—almost like it was just waiting to catch up to you the minute you stopped moving.

Within the darkness, you can just barely hear the echoes of distant voices, too faint to identify . . .

"Jealous of his normalcy? Maybe just a little."

"Man Eater is so scary! Man Eater is a killer! It's all very alarming but. . .that's all there is, isn't it?

Neeheehee, brutish as you may be, someone like you will never be more than that. You'll kill, and you'll die. Over and over, until it's permanent some day."

"And you're the same... Hitoshiki! The truth is you're just a serial killer who's only good for killing—so why are you going to school like some normal kid?! Leading a dual life when you don't even have a dual personality—it's not fair! Why only you?! It's not fair!"

"It's better not to fight, sometimes. I feel kind of sorry for you..."

"So what it comes down to is this. Would you rather stay what you are, or be happy?"

Gradually, those voices blend into the hum of a bustling crowd... naturally enough to make you wonder if perhaps you were just hearing things, after all.

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You enter a classroom that's been transformed into a charming little cafe. There's a menu written on the chalkboard and tables set up around the room, covered in white tablecloths to make them look a little more polished. Business seems to be booming; "faceless" guests occupy a good number of tables, chattering away.

A middle-aged man, old enough to presumably be the club supervisor, is sitting in the back reading a book. He is also in cosplay(?), wearing a yukata and a fox mask that completely hides his face.

The one to immediately greet you at the door, dressed in a Holmesian detective getup, is... Man☆Eater? Or at least, someone who looks the spitting image of him—except for the part where she's wearing an open, bubbly expression you would never see on his face.

"Hiiii! Come have a seat!"

[Tugs playfully at the lip of the deerstalker cap so it covers her eyes]

Hey, Detective.

She makes a dismayed sound. "Waaaah! It got all dark!"

[Putting his hands on her shoulders and leading her toward an empty table to sit]

I didn't know Mr. Fox was the head of the cosplay club.

Rizumu seems to forget she is supposed to be the one doing the seating here and is happily led to a table to sit. "He's not! He's the head of the Thirteen Stairs!"

That still exists?

She tilts her head. "Yeah? Why wouldn't it?"

[Before he blurts out something he shouldn't:]

And what does the Thirteen Stairs do?

"Hmmmm." She has to think about that for a second. "Whatever Mr. Fox tells us to do!"

. . . Right.

[Inward sighing]

Stay here for a few minutes, okay? I'm going to have a word with Mr. Fox.

"Okay!" she happily agrees, probably having forgotten that she's supposed to be working right now.

Mr. Fox is still sitting in the back with his poetry book.

[Places his hands on the table/desk in front of Mr. Fox and leans in, "smiling"]

Call off the hit.

He doesn't even look up from his book. "'Call off the hit'? Hmph. I wouldn't advise that."

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[ OPEN UP IT'S THE FEDS

Sabre slips into the room and takes only a moment to assess the situation before she's trying to dash around behind him with her knife, the fog and strobe lights hopefully providing enough cover. ]

[raven is cranking that fog machine up to max, having tied a length of rope across the bottom of the doorway so no one can leave without tripping. he holds the strobe lights up to the window, and shoves another one in as soon as sabre enters]

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WELL. The cover of fog and sneak attack is successful in a sense! In that he definitely isn't making any moves to dodge. But that's mostly because he isn't making any moves at all; he does not so much as look up from his book while all of this is happening.

The closer you get to him, the more there is this weird nagging sense that he is somehow untouchable—and in fact, even if her aim is perfect, Sabre will find for some reason her knife still misses, striking just to the side of him.

"Can I help you?" he just asks flatly.

[ She bares her teeth (even though they're no longer pointy or intimidating) and tries to grab hold of one of his wrists.

. . . With the other, she's hitting record on her phone camera in her pocket. ]

Sure. What'd you order that hit for?

[FOG INTENSIFIES]

He smoothly (infuriatingly) lifts his wrist out of the way.

"I told you: that's your ticket out of this world. Personally, I don't care either way—whether you do or don't, it's all the same to me. If anything... I just want to witness the way the dice fall."

[ This bitch ]

And if we're not the ones who need to leave? Sounds like your little game is pointless, in that case.

[overhearing what's happening, raven opens the door to listen properly. this ambush would have been SO COOL YOU GUYS :(]

"Semantics. You leave when Izumu does. It all amounts to the same thing."

[ She -- smirks? ]

Right. So the only way to save ourselves is to kill his best pals or wake him up. Did I get that right?

"The only way to save yourselves is to kill his 'best pals' and wake him up," he responds dryly. "Tell me: how else would you make someone leave a dream? Isn't it best to bring it back to reality?"

Oh, I completely agree.

[ Tries to pat his cheek with the broad side of the knife. She already knows this won't work, but, for the road. ]

So I guess I'd better go save us from eternal imprisonment or whatever, huh? See ya~

[ And then she's immediately headed back from the door, hitting the STOP button on the phone recording. ]