Detroit Metal City
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P: What is that weird costume?
P: I dunno!
N: The police didn't get us, but now what are we gonna do?
N: Suddenly doing something like that to Kenni-chan...the President's gonna be pissed!
Ke: Krauzer, I need to talk to you about something. Let's go in here.
Bar Sign: Sons of Satan
Ke: I used to come to this bar all a time as an exchange student.
K: Wh..what does she want to talk to me about?
SFX: An, an...
Guy: Ahhh, I'm gonna come...
N: Wha...what are they doing out in the open like this?! (I can't watch!)
N: Uuu...I have a really bad feeling about this...
Guy: Drugs...sell me some drugs!!
Ke: Bartender, long time no see!
B: Ah, Kenni-chan, it's been a while!
N: Wha...what is this place?!
Ke: This is a bar where fans of the worst metal band come to unite!!
N: The worst metal band...?!
G: Oi, that looks like DMC's vocalist and Jack's daughter Kenni...
(Bottom right box, from top right around clockwise)
G: Uwahhhh!! Krauzer-san came to "Sons of Satan!!"
B: Please, come on in!
K: Please, do not get excited, this is a private matter...
N: DMC followers were here, like I expected...
Ke: Man, you really are super-popular!
G: That's Jack's daughter!!
G: He brought a girl with him...he's gonna rape her! He's gonna rape her!!
Bartender: Krauzer-san, it's a pleasure to meet you. The President of Death Records often stops by here, you know.
K: I...is that so?
N: So even this store is within the President's sphere of influence...I'd better entertain Kenni-chan...
B: What'll you have to drink?
K: Oh, that's right...
K: Gimme a bat and pig's blood cocktail!
B: As you wish!
N: They have such a thing!?
N: I figured he'd just get mad and I'd be able to order some water!!
K: Ah...actually I changed my mind, I'll have a tiger brain stew instead..
K: Cut off the claws and put them on the side, would you?
B: That order will take a bit, is that OK with you?
K: What!? You can make it!!?
K: Kuh! Me, wait for such a meager order? Alright, fine, this just crossed my eyes!
K: Give me Kaluha Milk and a spinach and bacon cream pasta! It just crossed my eyes, though...
Ke: I'll have a bourbon soda.
B: As you wish!
G: Damn, Krauzer-san almost ordered a fuckin' tiger...
G: With that demon menu...
G: Hey, he came here in private, don't stare at him! (He'll kill you...)
N: Argh, what is with this place..
N: I really wanna go home..
Ke: Krauzer...first, I'll divulge what I know to you.
Ke: Take this business card.
Black bubble: PROJECT ILLE DARK
Small black letters: Representative Director
Big black letters: KENNI ILLE DARK
K: Project Ille Dark?
Ke: Yes, PID* is a company I started using papa's savings in order to promote the advancement of metal.
* part at bottom: Project Ille Dark
K: Hoh, the advancement of metal? What great dedication!
K: Lately, it seems like a lot of metal bands with no muscle have been cropping up...
Ke: I'm excited for your participation, Krauzer!
K: Uu...if I had any say in it, I'd ask her to reduce metal's exposure..
Ke: However, in Japan, there exists a band that still does not recognize you as Emperor.
K: Hah! Bring 'em to me!
K: They'll be the perfect snack to go with my alcohol (Kaluha Milk)!
SFX: Karan karan karan
Ke: Hah! Not so soon. Right now we're thinking of a plan for PID and Japan...
Ke: Putting together the worst metal bands that acts only in the darkness, and then publicly announcing as a new metal fest...
Ke: SATANIC EMPEROR!
N: Wh...what the hell!?
Ke: We've drafted a contract for you to perform at the fest in the coming days.
N: What's fun about gathering a bunch of terrible people together like that?!
N: There's no way I'd purposefully get involved with this knowing how terrible it'd be!!
Ke: After asking the President, she made sure to have everyone sign it.
N: Wait, I don't remember ever signing such a dangerous...
Contract top: "Contract"
Johanne Krauzer II
Nashimoto's face right: It's alright!
NF Left: After all...I'm an M-Man!
K: Th...they even got Nashimoto-san to sign it!! (My signature's in the President's handwriting..)
Ke: Finally, I'd like to have the band's leader, you, sign it in blood.
N: What!? Blood!?
K: N..no, you see, around this period of the year it's grass-reaping time back in the country, so I have to return....er, I mean....
Ke: Oh, head-reaping in the Demon World, right?!
Ke: In that case, I'll get the schedule to you ASAP.
K: Demons have no use for schedules! If I get the feelings, then I have the right to return home anytime I wish!
G: Hey, they started talking about some kinda fest..
G: Is Krauzer-san gonna be in it?
Ke: Here's the list of performances we have, Krauzer.
K: Hmm, I think it's a no-go this time. If you would have told me earlier, there might have been something I could do...
Ke: From Kansai, we have Deazm, of course.
D: Shitty DMC! Eat my shit!
D: Shit shit shit, eat my shit!
D: And then I'll make you eat shit!!
Ke: They started off by producing what they called 'scat-metal,' and have since become even more powerful than even DMC!
Ke: Also notable are the "Lunatic Fang Demon Riders!"
Ke: They assembled their members from the strongest bike team in Japan, and have since produced some super-loud metal music.
K: Pfft...so all you've gathered are a bunch of weaklings? Why would I even bother stepping foot on stage to such an easy win?
K: Besides, I've already taken over Japan.
N: What the hell are those bands?! They sound too scary..
Ke: Oh, we have even more amazing bands than those coming.
K: Enough about this! I'm starving.
N: Uu..I really, really, really, do not want to be involved with this..
N: I'm just going to eat up and go home fast.
N: Uu...after listening to all that, I think I even lost my appetite..
Ke: Even for you, who has conquered Japan, there's still a band coming that will present a challenge to you.
Ke: The norweigan band, Hellveta!!
N: Huh? The moment she said that name, the atmosphere in here changed..
Ke: The reasons papa washed himself clean of metal are DMC and one other band...
G: Ah, that rumor!
G: Was it really true?
G: But hearing it straight from his daughter...
G: Then after when he went to Norway after Japan during his tour..
Ke: In the middle of a concert, papa was tied up by them and tattooed.
N: What a horrible thing to do to Jack-san...
K: Hmph! That's just because I had weakened him beforehand.
Ke: Not only that, but they're young like DMC, and already have a whole slew of legends about them...
Ke: Just like DMC, they set fire to an airplane on the verge of take-off...
Ke: Just like DMC, the band members are said to have killed their parents...
Ke: And just like DMC, they blew up a skyscraper with a bomb...
Ke: To be honest, they aren't humans, but demons..
Ke: Not only that, but I hear they want that legendary guitar you own...
Ke: They instantly signed the contract with their own blood!!
N: Wah..it's covered in blood!!
N: Uu...why does she think DMC did all those bad things?!
N: It all they want is the guitar, I could just air-mail it to Norway for them...
Ke: It doesn't seem like they have a weaness..
Ke: Quickly, Krauzer, place your blood seal on this...
G: C'mon, Krauzer-san, you've gotta kill Hellveta for us!
G: You gotta be in the fest!
G: Dumbass! You think that stupid costume band can stand up to Hellveta?!
G: What'd you say, bastard?!
G: Krauzer's just afraid to get involved in the fest!
G: Use "san," asshole!
Ke: Hmph! If you say no here, it'll make it seem like DMC ran away!
N: Ugh, why does this always happen to me...
(Right box, starting from top right corner, counter-clockwise)
G: You'll do it, right, Krauzer-san?!
C: GO TO DMC!
C: Sign it in blood!
C: Please kill them!
C: GO TO DMC!
C: GO TO DMC!
C: Those Hellveta guys are just a buncha pigs!!
N: At this rate they're gonna make me sign it!!
N: Uwah..what should I do?!
(now move to left box)
G: What this guy (Krauzer) plays isn't metal!!
C: Shut up, bastard!
N: Uu...the only way to get out of this...
K: Fine, then what do you say death metal is?
G: Death metal was a movement that started in the mid-to-late eighties in America and Europe...
K: Looks like you still don't get it. Any last requests...?
K: The despair of those about to die is DEATH METAL!!
K: SHALL WE SEE WHAT KIND OF MELODY YOU'LL MAKE?
C(top): Woahhh, there it is!! Everything Krauzer-san kills is death metal!!
C(top): Even our deaths wouldn't be enough!!
Krauzer: Hey, bartender! Put on my album.
B: As you wish!
Speaker: I think, therefore I am! I kill, therefore I am! I kill, therefore... (*"am" is "ari," and "kill" is "yari," so it's a pun)
C: Woahh, the first track! Hell's Colloseum!!
S: I kill!
K: Hahaaah! My blood's boiling! Kill, kill!!
N: Everyone's getting wound up...
K: Everything I kill goes straight to the bottom of hell!
K: Kill! Victory or defeat, you're going to Hell! Kill!
Ke: Hah! Krauzer's really something.
S: Kill and be killed! But before that, kill everyone!
C: Wahh, we're gonna be killed!
C: Krauzer-san, here's a prayer for your fest!
K: Those who are killed and fall, will just be killed again in Hell!
M: Alright! Now that everyone's going crazy, I'll leave...
N: What should I do about this contract..
S: Kill and be killed! And then kill yet again!
N: If blood touches this, the contract will be signed!!
N: Okay, I'll just hide it under this pasta bowl here...
S: Victory and defeat mean nothing! Everyone goes to the gates of Hell!
K: Kill, kill, kill 'em all!
Ke: Krauzer, look how excited everyone is about your participation in the fest!
Ke: Quick, the seal of blood!
Ke: Ah, that plate!!
S: I kill, therefore I kill!
Ke: Everyone, Krauzer's green blood has been sealed on the contract!!
K: Blood...that's pasta sauce!!
C: Woahhh, so demon blood really is green!!
C: Helvetta's blood was red, that means Krauzer-san's the real demon!!
K: No, it's pasta!!
C: GO TO DMC!
C: GO TO DMC!
K: It's spinach...
C: Those Hellveta guys are gonna die!!
K: Bartender, it's pasta!
B: Nope, that's definitely blood alright!!
Black: And so, with the signed contract in hand...
Ke: Krauzer's gonna take revenge for papa!!
K: No, I'm telling you, it's pasta..
K: It's green spinach sauce...
Black: Kenni happily returned home to America.
An abbreviation of festival. Usually connected with music, such as Summer Sonic or Fuji Rock, two famous names in japan. Be sure not to confuse it with "fetish."
[Usage Example] "Naota-kun, when you hear fest, don't you think of summer?"
"No, that definitely makes me think of school swimming uniforms...or bikinis..."