"No, Sirius. I simply couldn't allow you to put collars on your fellow umamusumes. Tracen's reputation will be destroyed."
"You're no fun, Rudolph. Isn't that right, Ramonu?"
"Indeed."
In the Tracen StuCo office, Rudolph is currently hosting Sirius Symboli and Mejiro Ramonu. The 2 have come again to try to assert their influence over the academy via Symboli Rudolph. The latter, however, has kinda grown accustomed to their meedlings.
"Then what about the trainers? What if we make it so that they have to wear a collar as part of their uniform?"
"Again, Tracen's public image will change from a learning institution to a matchmaking institution. We simply couldn't afford that."
"I think people are already seeing Tracen as one, Rudolph. You don't need to worry about that."
"Sigh… What has Tracen Academy become under my rule?"
While the Emperor was busy lamenting her fate, the Empress burst through the door. Her panicked state and her expression tell everyone that this is serious.
"Air Groove, what's wrong?"
"Igo… He was seriously injured by his girlfriend when he broke up with her."
Everyone immediately stood up the moment his name was brought up. How can they not? He is one of the things that connect all of them, and Air Groove just said that he had just been seriously injured by his girlfriend.
"What do you mean?"
"He is covered with slashes and burnt marks on the left side of his face and neck. I don't know if it goes down to his legs, but I assume it does."
"Where is he?!"
Ramonu goes straight toward Air Groove and grabs her body. The panic in her voice was clear, as was her anger. Air Groove can feel the Queen's power in each of the latter's fingers.
"Manhattan Cafe is accompanying him to his dorm."
With the confirmation, the Queen barges out of the office to find her king. Her footsteps echo through the hallway even after she is far gone. That's just how hard she was kicking the ground.
"I'll make sure she doesn't do anything rash. You do something about this, Rudolph."
For once, Sirius doesn't try to antagonize the Emperor, which makes Rudolph understand the direness of the situation. Sirius Symboli barges out of the room and follows Ramonu.
"Groove… Is this our fault?"
"We did blackmail him into breaking up with his girlfriend, Rudolph."
When Air Groove brings up what happened yesterday, Rudolph can feel her stomach drop. The Emperor listlessly sits down on her chair, as her face grows paler and paler. It reminds Air Groove of the painting of Napoleon Bonaparte, where he was exiled to St Helena–the hopelessness in her eyes, the tired expression, and just how weak her movements have become. The Emperor has been utterly defeated.
"What have I done…? Have I… stray from my path…?"
"Rudolph…"
"This is not what I wanted to happen… I never want to harm him… How can I let this happen?"
"Rudolph, none of us ever truly wants to harm him. We did what we did because we believe it's the right thing for him. We just had not expected the woman to be… a monster."
"Air Groove…"
"And I believe we did the right thing, Rudolph. If this is how she treated him when she was a mere girlfriend, can you imagine if they really get married? How much suffering would she cause him on an everyday basis?"
"..."
"We saved him. This is one of the few actions you should be proud of, Rudolph. You save Igo Heita."
"...Yeah, we did. We save him. But that doesn't mean we can let that woman go. We should report her to the police."
"That's the thing… Igo asked us not to. Under all his rude and brash demeanor, he is still a kind man."
"We can't let her go like this!! There needs to be justice!! More people would fall victim to her abuse if we let her go!!"
"But what can we do?"
"We… We… We…"
For once, Symboli Rudolph couldn't utter a single word. Her brain tries its hardest to think of a way to punish Mizuka Chizuru, but it comes up with nothing. Lately, her peers have been teasing her for growing soft. She always just laughs it off, but now, she truly feels the consequences of being weak and soft.
"There is nothing we can do."
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Darling! Darling! Darling! Darling! Darling! Darling! Darling! Darling! Darling! Darling! Darling! Darling! Darling! Darling! Darling! Darling! Darling! Darling!
Mejiro Ramonu couldn't stop calling for him in her mind as she raced down the hallway with Sirius following far behind her. Sirius had raced against Ramonu during the latter's active year, and this reminded her of that.
"RAMONU!! CALM DOWN!! THE EMPRESS SAID HE IS ALRIGHT!!"
Sirius tries to calm the Enchanting Beauty down to no avail. Ramonu's ears are entirely locked on in trying to find the young man's voice, no matter how small it is.
Goddesses damn it!! Even after all these years!! There is still a massive gap between us!!
"Thanks for accompanying me, Cafe. I should be fine from here."
DARLING!!
"Heh?"
"Ah…"
Ramonu couldn't be happier once she saw the young man. She had fully intended to crash into him, but she lost all of her power the moment she saw his wounds. Her limbs sway around, her face grows pale, and she can feel her heart aching.
"You… Are you okay?"
"Ah… This? Yeah, it's okay now."
"Holy shit! I had expected something bad, but this is worse."
Sirius had expected bruises or even a broken tooth, but what she got was even worse. Never in her life has she ever seen something so gruesome. She believed only a devil-spawn could inflict something like that on another person.
"Don't worry, Tachyon had given me a lotion to heal these wounds. I'll be back to the handsome man like before."
"What the fuck kind of reaction is that?!? You're my puppy!! No bitch can lay their hands on my puppy, let alone abuse him like this!! I don't want you to be healed, I want this to never happen in the first place!!"
"Ahahaha… Thank you for your concern, Sirius. But I have parted ways with her. This will never happen again."
"KUUHH!! YOU!!! FUCKING!! STUPID!!! GGUUUHH!! FUUUCCK!! I'll deal with this on my own!!"
It's clear that Sirius was furious with the situation. If Chizuru were here, Sirius would have torn her limb from limb. Sirius walks away from the situation while calling some people on her phone.
"Filthy Femmist…"
"What's that, Ramonu?"
"Here. You can use everything in here. I'll message you the number."
"Eh?"
Without explaining anything, Ramonu handed a black card to Igo Heita. Yes, it is a black credit card, and not just some toy card. The young man's entire salary is a mere drop compared to the contents of this black card.
"What do you mean? Isn't this yours?"
"Yes, one of mine. I have more. I've given this to you as an apology for leaving it all to you. I should've been the one who dealt it myself, and I'm intending to correct that."
"EH?!?! What do you mean?!?"
"There's nothing more to that. Manhattan Cafe, have this."
"Uh? What's this badge for?"
"Travel with Igo to the east entrance of the trainers' dorm compound and show the PMC members that badge. My moles will let you into the compound with zero resistance. Make sure he reached his room safe and sound."
I beg your pardon! Your what in the Tracen PMC?!?!
"Farewell, dear."
As a good wife, I'll clean my husband's mess and eradicate that filthy Femmist out of this world.
.
.
No…
I will eradicate all Femmist from this world.