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Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Opening
One night, delinquent students from Mysteria fall victim to a pants raid held by a gang called the Wild Hooligans. This new gang is headed by a student from Wilder Academy who is after Sho's head. Upon hearing this, Sho leads the Destiny Nocturnes to the Wild Hooligans' base to subdue the troublemakers before the situation at Mysteria grows worse.
You know, deep down in the bottom of my heart... I feel like there's this hole.
I'm not sure how to describe it. Emptiness? Ennui? Like my heart's hollow with nothin' inside it.
But it's not like I'm wastin' my days away.
I've got my buds. We hang out, mess around—it's pretty fun most of the time. Still, I feel like there should be... somethin' more.
Young delinquent boys with an emptiness in their hearts.
They spend their time riding on their shiny gearcycles, which they affectionately call their "beasts."
These vehicles are propelled with pedals and fueled by fire magic, often accompanied by the deafening roar of engines.
The boys speed away endlessly on the gearcycles—their symbols of freedom—in group rides they refer to as "rallies."
Two young men arrive at the meeting place early, excited for the rally happening that night.
Mysteria Punk 1: Yo, your pants are wider than the big fat zero on my last test. What is that, an XL?
The baggy pants worn by these boys are a staple in baller delinquent fashion.
Mysteria Punk 2: Come on, dude. These pants are like a symbol of our delinquency, right? Go wide or go home.
Mysteria Punk 2: I'm pumped for the rally tonight. Get ready, 'cause I'll be honkin' my horns like there's no tomorrow!
As the two Mysteria students continue talking, they notice a boorish young man swaggering toward them.
???: Keh!
Mysteria Punk 1: The hell?
???: Lookin' pretty high and mighty for a pair of losers.
Mysteria Punks: What'd you say?
Mysteria Punk 1: Where're you from?
Mysteria Punk 2: I dunno who you are, but you're about to get pounded into a—
???: Whoa, whoa. Keep your shirts on, fellas. You're gonna find yourselves in a real mess if you snap at everyone like that, ya know?
Mysteria Punk 2: Shut it, dirthead! Quit yappin' and eat this!
The two heated boys jump at the uninvited stranger. But no matter how many times they try, their punches fail to meet their target.
???: Is that all ya got? You guys flap around like a fan about to go out of battery.
???: All right, guess it's my turn nooow!
Mysteria Punk 1: Gwah!
Mysteria Punk 2: Augh! Just who the hell are you anyway?
???: Ffft...
At the behest of the stranger's lame whistle, a deafening sound pierces the evening air as engines roar to life.
A flag rises up, fluttering in the wind with the setting sun as its backdrop. Written on it are two words: Wild Hooligans.
Mysteria Punk 1: W-W-Wild Hooligans? Wait, so you're the guys we've been hearin' about...
???: Bwahahaha! Not sure what you've been hearin'—nothin' but good stuff, I bet!
Mysteria Punk 1: Eeek! Run for it! It's the Wild Hooligans' pants raid!
Mysteria Punk 2: Aaaah!
???: Not so fast. You're not gettin' awaaay!
Wild Hooligans: Raaaah!
Casting aside what little pride they have left, the two delinquents from Mysteria make a desperate run for it.
However, they soon find themselves completely surrounded by the Wild Hooligans with no route of escape.
Mysteria Punk 1: P-please! Just let us go...
Mysteria Punk 2: Quiver, quiver...
???: Aw maaan, beggin' for your lives already? Thought you'd be more fun than that.
???: Toughen up, boys! Show me the fight in ya!
The vulgar young man grabs the two students by their hair as their eyes well up with tears.
???: Uh-oh, looks like we made the little babies cry.
Wild Hooligan 1: Ehehe! These chumps were all talk and no walk!
Wild Hooligans: Gyahahaha!
Mysteria Punks: Whimper...
The delinquents can do nothing but snivel in fright, tears streaming down their faces. Seeing this, the stranger loses interest.
???: Hmph. All right, wrap this up, boys.
Wild Hooligan 1: You got it, Boss.
Wild Hooligan 2: Okay, you lil' buggers...
Wild Hooligan 2: Off with your paaants!
Mysteria Punks: Aaah!
The boys are not only stripped of their pants but their shirts as well before getting thrown off to the side by the Wild Hooligans.
The stranger holds up the crumpled uniform, glaring at the school emblem sewn on it. His mouth curls into a sneer.
???: Tell that "King" of yours at Mysteria... that I'm comin' for his head.
???: Did you say the Wild Hooligans?
Mysteria Punk 1: Yeah. He said some crap about takin' your head, Sho. Who does the turdface think he is?
Sho: Heh. Well, what kind of king would I be if I don't see my fans from time to time?
No outlet for frustrations, and no vision of the future—yet endless passion and a raging appetite burn inside.
A group of boys at the peak of their youths.
Together, they mount their shiny beasts and drown in the pleasurable roar of engines as they speed away recklessly into the night.
"Soon as a man steps into the real world, he's got a target on his back." Heh, whoever said that wasn't wrong.
These streets are filled with riffraff who think they have what it takes to rule the place... It's war.
I'll beat down every last one of you 'til I'm the only one left standing.
Destiny Nocturne 1: Hey, King. I think their hideout's located at the bayside warehouse.
Sho: Okay. The early bird gets the worm.
Sho: Let's go! Tonight's heaven's night!
Destiny Nocturnes: Whoooo!
The Destiny Nocturnes follow Sho's lead as he takes them to the Wild Hooligans' hangout.
The gang is on a mission: to smother the sparks threatening to set the Mysteria Academy of Magic on fire.
Sho: All right, boys... It's showtime.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 1: A Bolt Out of the Blue - Episode 1
The Wild Hooligans are gathered at a warehouse, together with their leader Domon and several students from Mysteria, where crates of an illegal substance called "Amazing Cigarette" are stored. When they see the Skydom Bureau of Investigation coming to raid the place, Domon and company set fire to the warehouse and run away, leaving the Destiny Nocturnes at the scene. Framed for the crimes, Sho is taken away and sent to Supermax Juvenile Detention Island.
Sho's Voice: Hrrraaah!
Sho: Hyaaahahaha! Say hello to the Destiny Noctuuurnes!
Mysteria Student?: Huh?
Sho: What're a bunch of Mysteria students doing at the Wild Hooligans' base?
Sho: (And what's with this sickening, sweet smell coming from this warehouse?)
???: Bwahahaha! Hellooo, Sho. It's been a long time since we've seen each other.
Sho: Sheesh, you look like the very personification of the word "disgusting." So which dumpster did you crawl out of?
???: D-dumpster? Waaait a minute, buddy. Don't tell me you've forgotten all about me!
Sho: Hm?
Sho rubs his chin and thinks.
???: You've gotta be kidding! Come on, turn your puny little brain inside out—I'm in there somewhere!
Domon: Domon's the name you're lookin' for! Head of the Wild Hooligans, with a thousand warriors under his command!
Sho: Wait...
Domon: ...
Sho: ...
Domon: ...
Destiny Nocturnes: ...
Sho: Nope, don't remember.
Domon: Wh-wh-wha...
Domon: Don't give me that kinda crap! Stop messin' around—you can't seriously have forgotten me! What about the whole feud between us?
Sho: Nah... Don't remember any of that either.
Domon: Cheeky little... How about I make sure you don't forget again by pounding it into that empty head of yours, huh?
Sho: Real thoughtful of you, but there's no space in my head for useless info.
Sho: Anyway, more importantly, what're all these Mysteria students doing here?
Mysteria Students?: ...
The Mysteria students glare at the Destiny Nocturnes. Sensing that something is wrong, Sho gives an exasperated sigh.
Sho: I don't know what got you all into following that doofus around, but going off on your own like this is gonna cause a whole lot of trouble.
Sho: We're gonna have big problems if people mistakenly believe Mysteria's fallen under the umbrella of the Wild Hooligans.
Mysteria Students?: Say what?
Sho: Are you guys sleeping with your eyes open or what?
Sho: Here, why don't I let my fist give you a nice morning call? You'll be wide awake in no time.
Domon: Aren't you the big talker... You're lookin' pretty chill there for someone who's about to get his ass whupped.
Domon: Sigh... Hang on, I need a smoke. Hey, someone light me up.
Mysteria Student?: Right away!
Sho: Hold it!
Domon: What, you want one too? This stuff's too rich for ya.
As Domon lights his cigarette, a sweet waft of smoke reaches Sho's nose.
Domon: Wheeew...
Sho: Cough, cough...
Sho: (So this is where the smell's coming from...)
Sho: Hey, tobacco's not for students. You wait till after graduation. It's called common sense.
Sho: If you wanna be the tough guy, sticking to a few rules shouldn't be hard. Or is even that too much for a dweeb like you?
Domon: Bwahahaha! You tellin' me you're too chicken to smoke a cig? Check out this Boy Scout.
Sho: You have half a second to put it out, buttbreath!
Domon: Ooh, I'm so scared.
Chuckling at Sho's death glare, Domon tosses his cigarette to the side.
Sho: What did you do that for!
Domon: What? You told me to put it out.
Domon: Oh, right. I forgot I'd dumped a load of fuel there earlier.
Domon: Come to think of it, it's highly flammable too.
Sho: ...
Domon: Bwahaha. Sure lights the place up fast, eh?
The fire spreads in the blink of an eye. The stacks of wooden boxes in the warehouse go up in flames as the sweet smell in the air grows stronger.
Destiny Nocturne 1: King! We should make a run for it!
Sho: Yeah. Let's get outta here before—
Mysteria Student?: Heheheh! All right, keep dumpin' the fuel!
Sho: Hey! What do you think you're doing? The fuel's gonna make the fire worse!
Destiny Nocturne 1: King, those Mysteria kids are keeping us in!
Sho turns to see the Mysteria students blocking the exit as they continue adding fuel to the fire.
The students' incomprehensible behavior leaves Sho baffled.
Sho: What are you, crazy? We're all gonna burn if you don't stop!
Domon: Gettin' nervous there, Sho?
Sho: You little... What do you want from me!
Domon: Who knows? Don't remember any of that. My memory tends to get a bit fuzzy. Remind you of anyone?
Sho: You son of a...
Sho: You're planning to burn everyone to death here? This is total madness. I won't let you get away with this...
Sho: Whew... You've done it this time.
Sho: I'll bust your brains out and feed it to the scarlet flames! Hyaaahahaha!
Domon: There you go again, flyin' into one of your wild rages at the drop of a hat. Same old, same old.
Just as Domon breaks out into a taunting grin, a group of adults surges in from the entrance of the warehouse.
Young Investigator: All of you, freeze! This is the Skydom Bureau of Investigation!
Senior Investigator: Forget about water—use your jackets to smother the flames! Without oxygen, the fire should go out in no time!
Sho: The Skydom Bureau... of Investigation?
Domon: Bwahahaha! They're doin' a search, Sho! Come on, let's burn everything so there's nothin' left for 'em to hold against us!
Mysteria Student?: Sho, let's make a run for it! Hurry!
Domon and the Mysteria students call out Sho's name loudly before disappearing behind some boxes in a clearly planned escape.
Sho: What's going on?
Destiny Nocturne 2: Whatever's happening, we gotta get outta here too!
But it is too late. With their path of retreat cut off, Sho and the Destiny Nocturnes are soon surrounded by members of the Skydom Bureau of Investigation.
Senior Investigator: I take it you're Sho?
Sho: Bingo. But I don't have a clue about what's going on here. Care to fill me in?
Young Investigator: Caught red-handed and still playing dumb, are we? Fine, we can take all the time to talk later.
Still confused, Sho finds himself restrained by the members of the bureau.
It is soon clear that the investigators intend to arraign Sho as the main offender of the mysterious incident, charging him with arson and rioting.
The ship tosses and creaks in the middle of a rainstorm. Distant thunder sounds as a soft murmur of voices can be heard coming from another room.
Despite the stormy weather, the Skydom Bureau of Investigation's heavily guarded airship ploughs through the raging weather. Sho looks up at the sky from the musty ship hold.
Sho: ...
Sho: Getting pretty heavy, huh?
The persistent questioning from the bureau continues, but Sho refuses to give in to any of the charges.
Sho: ...
Young Investigator: We don't have all day here! Just spit it all out!
Impatient, the younger member of the investigation team bangs on the table again and again in a threatening manner.
Sho: You gotta keep your cool, man. Are you always like this?
Young Investigator: Why, you little...
The young investigator grabs him by the collar, but Sho remains unaffected, his expression nonchalant. The older investigator watches from beside them.
Senior Investigator: Stop it. Violence doesn't solve anything. You'll only bend what's already bent.
Sho: Tch.
Senior Investigator: Looks like this is as far as we can get.
Sho: Oh yeah? Then I guess it's time for me to say goodbye here.
Senior Investigator: Unfortunately, you were caught in the act. You won't get acquitted so easily.
Sho: ...
Senior Investigator: You're being charged with underage smoking, assault, and arson. Those are serious crimes, kid.
Sho: What? I've never smoked a cigarette or set fire to anything.
Senior Investigator: That's what your friends in the Destiny Nocturnes said too. However...
Senior Investigator: The students from Mysteria Academy all testified that you were the main perpetrator.
Sho: So am I officially en route to juvie thanks to that?
Senior Investigator: That's right.
Sho: Heh.
Sho: Then whatcha waiting for? Ship me off to Juvenile Detention Island for all I care—you still won't find me pleading guilty.
Senior Investigator: We'll see about that. After all, the place you're getting sent to is...
Senior Investigator: The Supermax Juvenile Detention Island.
Young Investigator: Wha!
Sho: Wait... What do you mean? Supermax's supposed to only be for people charged with murder and all sorts of crazy stuff!
Senior Investigator: You're the one who rounded up all those Mysteria students back there, aren't you? Offering to sell them some mazig.
Sho: "Mazig"? What the hell's that?
Young Investigator: You mean... the illegal substance?
Senior Investigator: Right. A dangerous type of tobacco that's been spreading among young people these days—Amazing Cigarette, better known as "mazig."
Senior Investigator: Sho. The sweet smell that enveloped the warehouse you set fire to is very characteristic of mazig, you see.
Domon: Wheeew...
Sho: Cough, cough...
Sho: (So what Domon was smoking was mazig...)
Senior Investigator: From the circumstantial evidence and testimonies, you're suspected of illegal drug use, possession, and smuggling, in addition to attempted destruction of evidence by arson.
Sho: Drug dealing... Yeah, I suppose that'd go in the same category as murder.
Sho: Just one mistake though—the one you should be throwing into Supermax is a guy who goes by the name Domon. Not me.
Senior Investigator: We've been told by the other students that that's the name you go by as a dealer.
Sho: North, east, south, west. People singing lies about me from every direction, huh?
Senior Investigator: I'm asking you one more time. Will you admit to being responsible for the aforementioned crimes?
Sho: No, I won't.
Senior Investigator: Even if you don't admit to it, we'll find out how you've been distributing the drugs sooner or later.
Senior Investigator: Best wishes on your rehabilitation, Sho. Let's hope you can make it out of there someday.
Sho: Heh.
Sho: Daaamn! Look at me getting sent to where the bureau puts all the baddest baddies for something I'm not guilty of.
Sho: Is this a bolt from the blue or what!
Sho gives a sarcastic laugh as he sits in the bureau's transport ship headed for Supermax Juvenile Detention Island.
Sho: That bastard Domon really did it. I swear I'm gonna make him wish he was back in hell.
Sho: Just watch. I'll come back into the world, bigger and badder than ever, and pay him a heartwarming little visit. Hyahahaha!
The Skydom Bureau of Investigation's ship sails on through the storm, violently tossing left and right.
Thunderous clouds loom overhead, warning of the turbulent events that lie ahead for Sho at the supermax.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 1: A Bolt Out of the Blue - Episode 2
Sho arrives at the supermax—a prison that calls itself a correctional facility—where boys undergo a special training program to teach them how to be a "proper person" in society. There, the guards use violent tactics to discipline Sho for his rebellious attitude, calling them "penalties." Before fainting from the guards' harsh discipline, Sho swears to himself that he will prove his innocence and get out of the supermax.
Stern Guard: Come on, move it.
Sho: Stop rushing me. Can't a guy enjoy some peaceful scenery?
Brawny Guard: Better savor it now, 'cause you won't be seein' much of it after this.
Sho and his escorts make it past a large field and come face to face with a towering wall. They continue walking along the wall and eventually stop at an enormous gate.
The guards call out to the gatekeeper.
Sho: ...!
Brawny Guard: Intimidating, huh? That's the supermax for you. Don't even think about breakin' outta this place, 'cause it ain't possible.
Sho: (It's as big as a castle, with barbed wire running along the walls...)
Sho: (This isn't a rehab facility... It's a prison.)
Brawny Guard: Hey, let's get a move on. Or are you so chicken you can't move anymore, hm?
Sho: Nah... The sun's just a tad too bright for a night king like myself.
The guards snort. They drag Sho into the facility without giving any further explanation.
Entering through a side door, the guards take Sho to a small room smelling of mold and push him into it.
Sho: ...
Stern Guard: Body search. Now strip.
Sho: What? You're telling me to strip?
Brawny Guard: Yep, right down to your birthday suit. No personal belongings allowed.
Sho: Hyahahaha! Who said I'd take orders from you?
Brawny Guard: Problematic behavior detected! One point for defiance! Enforcing educational penalty!
Brawny Guard: Take this!
Sho: Mrgh!
Stern Guard: We're the guards here, and you're the enrollee. Get that in your head.
Brawny Guard: Come on, don't be shy. If you can't strip by yourself, how 'bout I give you a hand?
Sho: Stop messing around! Go to heeell!
Brawny Guard: Two points for defiance! That's it, penalty time! Penalty, penalty!
The brawny guard shoves Sho to the ground and straddles him. He raises his fists high in the air and swings them down on his captive over and over again.
Sho: Oof.... Augh!
Sho: ...
Stern Guard's Voice: You went too far.
Brawny Guard's Voice: Noted! I'll be careful next time!
Sho: Gasp!
???: Haha, had a good sleep? How're you feeling?
Sho: Heh, what do you expect me to say? I open my eyes to see some ugly dude's mug all up in my face. Practically woke up to a nightmare.
???: Language, sonny. You should watch what you say.
???: And that's another penalty for you!
Sho: Gragh!
Sho tries to resist, but the shackles on his hands and feet limit his movement. He grows increasingly irritated.
Sho: Heh, you really enjoy punching people who clearly can't fight back, don'tcha?
???: Aw, that's not it, Sho! Why would you say that? I don't enjoy punching people who're at a disadvantage... Not one bit!
???: This is solely for the purpose of honing a boy incapable of following the ways of society into a good and honest man. I have no choice!
???: You get me? Every time we give you a penalty, deep down in our hearts, we're crying tears of blood!
Sho: Hyahahaha! Now that's some heavy stuff.
???: Are you saying our love's too heavy for you?
Sho: Nah, you're way off.
???: Hrm. Slang, is it? All these new words you young people use, leaving us adults behind.
???: Talking to a boy like you is like confronting the unknown... I suppose I'll just have to take my sweet time to understand.
With a smile of satisfaction plastered on his face, the large man looks down at the questionnaire in front of him before shifting his gaze back to Sho.
Sho: ...
???: Uh-oh, I still don't like that look in your eyes. Stubborn one, aren't you? But not to worry.
???: Here at Supermax Juvenile Detention Island, we have special training programs that are guaranteed to turn even rotten eggs like you into proper people.
Sho: Training programs?
???: This place is different from your regular Juvenile Detention Island facility that simply looks to correct problematic attitudes and behavior.
???: In society, there are norms, laws, manners, as well as customs and practices that everyone follows.
???: As part of our unique training program, we educate all of our enrollees on these social regulations very thoroughly, starting from the very basics. But that's not all!
???: Violence, evil, arrogance, selfishness... We'll cure the things that have defiled your hearts and re-educate you to be upright citizens! That's what we're devoted to doing here!
Warden: They may call me the warden, but to be precise, I'm your trainer! During your time here, I'll be acting as your parent. You may even call me Papa!
Sho: Cut the crap. There's no way I'd call someone like you—
Warden: All right! Penalty time!
Sho: Eurgh!
Warden: "Someone like you"? You have two options: Warden, or Papa. You know what, Papa's good. Let's go with Papa.
Sho: ...
Sho: (This guy's completely off his rocker...)
Sho: (But I'm not giving in... I'm gonna prove my innocence. I'll rise like the phoenix and get out of this place!)
Warden: Tsk, tsk. You shouldn't glare at Papa like that, you know.
Sho: Can't help being born with a glower. Too bad for you...
Sho: You old bugger.
Warden: Haha. When will you get it in your head that it's no use rebelling? Guess I'll have to give you a hand. That sounds like the most productive option.
Warden: Incoming! Penalty thuuunder!
Sho: ...!
Electricity emits from his palms as the warden wraps his hands around Sho's neck, gleefully shooting electric currents into his prisoner.
Sho: Aaaugh!
Warden: Aaah.... Aaaah, look at you, poor thing! It hurts, doesn't it? But don't worry. Papa's here to make sure that everything'll be all right...
Warden: Papa'll make you into a proper person!
Sho: Mrgh...
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 1: A Bolt Out of the Blue - Episode 3
After being confined in a retribution cell for several days, Sho is shown to a room that he is to share with three other boys. Sho is disgusted by his new roommates' obedience toward the guards and scoffs at them. Later that night, Sho's roommates gang up on Sho as payback for having looked down on them; however, Sho knocks all of them down and declares himself king of the room.
The retribution cell—a cramped room where those who have received penalties on multiple occasions are locked up in for a period of time.
In this space, no forms of interaction, entertainment, or exercise are permitted. It is a place of solitude, made for the sole purpose of self-reflection.
Sho: And just what am I supposed to reflect on?
Sho: All I feel is regret from letting that bastard frame me!
Sho angrily pounds on the wall with his fists, but to no avail. Eventually, he stops and puts his head in his hands.
Sho: Damn it all!
He racks his brain, trying to come up with some way of getting out of the supermax. Suddenly, he hears a cry coming from another cell.
Enrollee's Voice: S-stop it... Please, stop...
Brawny Guard's Voice: Quit wailin' and shut up already! That's it, penalty time!
Enrollee's Voice: Gaaaah!
Sho: Those scumbags... They don't stop even when people are begging them to.
Sho: In this building, guards are stationed everywhere to keep an eye on all of us.
Sho: On top of that, they're armed with either rubber bullet guns or tranquillizer guns, and they can even shoot electric currents.
Sho: (If they want to turn us into proper people, then shouldn't they treat us like people first?)
Sho: We're nothing but wild beasts to them!
Despite his burning fury from witnessing the inhumane conditions of the facility, Sho reins in his anger and tries to think calmly about what he needs to do first.
Sho: (Right now, I need to focus on how I can prove my innocence.)
Sho: Come on, think...
Several days pass as he continues to brainstorm a solution.
At last, Sho is let out of the retribution cell and moved to the south wing, where he is put into a dormitory room shared with three other people.
Stern Guard: This is Sho. He'll be sharing the room with y'all starting today. Play nicely, you hear?
Boys: Yes, sir.
Sho: ...
Stern Guard: Remember, if you want to get out of here, you've got to fix your ways and work hard in the training programs.
Stern Guard: Speaking of which, have you completed your assignments for the core proficiency program?
Boys: Yes, sir!
Stern Guard: Good. If your tasks are done, then study up for the next lesson! Good grades will help you get out faster. Keep at it, boys.
Boys: Yes, sir!
Sho: What's the deal with these sheep?
Satisfied with the boys' straightforward answers, the guard promptly turns and exits the room, locking the iron-barred door firmly.
Erune: Hey, I heard you barely arrived here and got punted into a retribution cell for getting multiple penalties. Pretty badass!
Sho: Hmph.
Erune: Whoa, someone's grumpy.
Harvin: We're gonna be in the same room from morning till night. Don't you think it'd be better if we got along?
Sho: No. You can go back to wagging your puny little tails at your master like the sad bunch of puppies you are.
Erune: Haha, touche!
Draph: He'll change his mind sooner or later. Just leave him for now.
Sho: Are you the boss here?
Draph: Hah, who said anything about a boss? We're just a group of guys sharing a room.
Harvin: All right, let's see... Since we've finished our assignments, how about reviewing for the career guidance program?
Draph: Oh, about that... Actually, I'm not done with my assignments yet.
Erune: What! Seriously? You got balls to lie point-blank like that.
Sho: Yo. What're these "assignments" you're having such a wild time with?
Erune: Oh, they're for this thing called the core proficiency program. It's basically school—we've got this workbook for reading and writing, math, science, and social studies.
Sho: And I'm assuming this "career guidance program" or whatever's for learning work skills or something?
Harvin: Yep. We need a good and honest job when we go back into society as proper people, after all.
Sho: ...
The boys get to their studying while Sho lies sprawled on his bed.
When it's time for lights-out, all of them obediently crawl into their beds and fall fast asleep.
Sho: ...
Roommates: ...
Erune: Gotcha!
After making sure that Sho is fast asleep, the three boys pounce on him in the dark, pulling the covers over their new roommate and holding him down.
Sho: ...!
Erune: This is the supermax, remember? You thought we'd let you step all over us without getting back at ya?
Draph: All right, get ready for the ultimate supermax move... Parachute jump!
Grinning mischievously, the Draph climbs up to the top bunk. Taking careful aim, he makes a huge jump and lands right on Sho's stomach.
Draph: Cannonball!
Sho: Gaaah!
Erune: Oooh, taking a Draph bomb from the top bunk has gotta hurt.
Sho: I'll kill you!
Harvin: Hey, we tried. You're the one who decided you didn't wanna be friends.
Erune: Let's just get along, okay? You don't wanna experience another parachute jump, do ya?
Sho: Piss off, dinghead!
Harvin: He's ready for seconds.
Draph: All right.
Sho: Heh.... Heh heh... So is this how it's gonna be here?
Sho: (I can't believe they're literally jumping me like this... As if I'm gonna let them get their way!)
As the Draph makes his way up the ladder again, Sho uses all his strength to fling away the covers.
Sho: Haaaah!
Roommates: Whoooa!
Sho: Eat this, big guy.
Draph: Gwah...
Sho: Thanks for the nice parachute jump... and good night!
Erune: Ooh, sure showed him.
Sho: I'm not done yet. Who wants to be next?
Harvin: Guess I'm left with no choice...
In a flash, the Harvin whips out a sharp knife from his sock and holds it in front of him, poised to fight.
Sho: Oho... How'd you manage to sneak that past the body search?
Harvin: Got it locally. I have this habit of snatching things that catch my eye, you see.
The two are completely still, eyeing each other warily. Just then, they hear the approaching footsteps of a guard, and the tension in the air is broken.
Erune: Tch, it's patrol time.
Harvin: Let's wrap it up for the night. We'll continue this another—
Sho: Hyahahahaaa!
Erune: Wha... If the guards find out we're awake, all four of us are gonna get penalties! That's enough for tonight—
Sho: It's enough when I say it's enough, bonehead!
Erune: You're... kidding me...
Sho: There, done before the patrol even got here. It's all good.
Harvin: That was below the belt...
Sho: Below the belt? Two mistakes there. One: you're the ones who made a move on me while I was sleeping.
Sho: And two: I make the rules in this room, got it? I am the rule. And that means nothing I do is below the belt. Okay?
Draph: What the hell's your problem!
Sho: Bunch of doofuses, aren'tcha? Listen up, boys. From this moment forward, in this room...
Sho: I am King!
Draph: Euurgh!
Successfully turning the hazing from his roommates around, Sho shows his prowess by rising from peon to king of the room.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 1: A Bolt Out of the Blue - Episode 4
One day, Sho's father comes for an unexpected visit. To Sho's surprise, he tells his son that he believes him to be innocent, and asks if he could give their father-son relationship another chance. Soon after, Domon enters the room for a visit himself. The Wild Hooligans' leader reveals that he first met Sho in juvie, where he had been thoroughly beaten up by Sho. As revenge for the shame he went through, Domon declares that he intends to rob Sho of everything he cherishes.
The next morning.
Stern Guard: One, two, three, four. Good, we've got everyone. You may start your breakfast.
At the guard's signal, the boys begin to scarf down the food brought to their room.
Sho: ...
Roommates: ...
Pyrotechnician: Is that enough for you, King? Would you like something off my plate?
Sho: What?
Informant: Oh, um, you can have some of mine too! Here, you look like you could use an extra egg! Don'tcha, King?
Sho: Who said you could get all buddy-buddy with me? You can keep your damn grub! And stop trying to suck up to me! It's hella creepy!
Roommates: Eep!
Sho: Yo.
Informant: Y-yes?
Sho: How'd you know I liked eggs?
Informant: Oh, it's not hard... You can find out that kinda thing pretty easily with, you know... connections and stuff...
Sho: Hmph. Whatever.
Sho: Anyway, we don't want the guards to think something's going on. Just talk normally like you were doing yesterday.
Pickpocket: O-okay...
Tension lingers in the air as they continue eating in silence like monks at a monastery.
A few days later.
Sho: ...
Sho's Father: ...
Sho: Hey, you're the one who decided to come for a visit, so start talking. What do you want?
Sho's Father: Right, er...
Sho's Father: Sorry I'm late. I wanted to come running as soon as I heard, but applying for a visit took longer than expected, so...
Sho: You sure you got time to see how your wreck of a son's doing in this craphole?
Sho's father is the CEO of Tandem Airborne Express, a large delivery business. His decisions once caused a major accident.
There was a time when he tried to cover up his blunder with money, trampling on the memories of all the victims of the incident.
However, he has since become aware of his own mistakes and now atones for them by contributing toward the development of Mysteria.
Sho's Father: You shouldn't call this place a craphole. I'm sure there are young men here who are working hard to set themselves back on a respectable path.
Sho: Hmph. Is that what you came all the way here for? To tell me I should learn from them and set myself straight too?
Sho's Father: No...
Sho: Then what?
Sho's Father: Sho... I believe you, son.
Sho: Wha?
Sho's Father: This might sound strange, but...
Sho's Father: When you decided to be a rebel, you knew what you were signing yourself up for. Someone with a strong sense of responsibility like you wouldn't trifle with drug-dealing.
Sho's Father: I heard from the bureau that you refused to admit to the crimes throughout the entire interrogation.
Sho's Father: If that's the case... then you must be innocent like you say. I have no doubt about it.
Sho: ...
Sho: Hyahahaha! I can't believe you're putting your trust in a pathetic wreck like me. Like father like son, huh?
Sho's Father: Sho, do you think... you could give us a chance? To patch up our relationship as father and son.
Sho: Are you being serious?
Sho's Father: Of course. One hundred percent.
Sho: Crazy...
Sho's Father: Anyway, I'll come visit again. Oh, and I'll remember to bring some of your favorite snacks along next time.
Sho: Whatever floats your boat.
Sho acknowledges the sincerity in his father's eyes by cracking an awkward smile.
And with that, the visit comes to an end, and Sho makes to return to his room when the guard stops him.
Stern Guard: You have another visitor.
Sho: Who?
???: Bwahahaha!
Sho: That ugly laugh...
Sho struggles to restrain his seething anger as he glares in the direction of the door. Sure enough, Domon strides in with a savage grin on his face.
Domon: Oooh! I like that glare comin' from a beast like you. Gives me the tingles.
Sho: You filthy scum!
He balls his fists tightly until blood trickles from them, dripping onto the floor.
Domon: I hafta say, that orange suit looks good on ya. I'd pass on it myself though.
Sho: Cut the crap already...
Domon: The Skydom Bureau of Investigation played right into my hands—simpleminded idiots. Cute, right?
Domon: You looked pretty confused back there. Did you not realize that the Mysteria uniforms were stolen? Those were my boys wearin' them.
Sho: ...
Domon: Bwahahaha! Pathetic.
Domon: So how's the supermax life? I heard normal juvie's nothin' compared to how it is here. Is that true?
Domon: Come on, Sho. Give me all the juicy details, won'tcha? Hm? Won'tchaaa?
Sho: Shut up!
Domon's persistent jeering provokes Sho, who raises his bloody fist and slams it into the wall.
Sho: How about I sew up that foul mouth of yours real good?
Domon: Ffft...
Sho: What's with that lame whistle! Damn it, you're really getting on my nerves...
Sho: ...!
Sho: Wait a minute. Why's it sound familiar?
Sho: That's right. Domon and I have met before, back when I was in juvie...
Sho: Heh, you numbskulls asked for it. All right, get in line—this grim reaper will blow out the candles on your cake for ya.
Sho: Haaaah!
Sho: Back then, I made sure anyone who got in my way learned his lesson. I was like a knife with no handle.
Sho: The day I got thrown in juvie with all the other rogue boys... It was all punches and pummels from there.
Sho: I thought that brute strength could get me everything. That's why I used my fist to beat down everyone I could.
Domon: Ffft...
Domon: Sho, was it? How 'bout a one-on-one fight with me next—
Sho: My butthole whistles better than you.
Domon: Augh!
Domon: Sho... You haven't... won... yet...
Sho: Domon... He was a sore loser and refused to give up.
Sho: When he realized he couldn't beat me single-handedly, he rounded up a bunch of other guys.
Domon: Let's show 'im who's boss, boys!
Juvie Punks: Hraaaah!
Sho: Hyaaahahaha!
Domon: Not yet... I haven't lost... to you yet...
Sho: Instead of fighting with fists, he gave up and tried something else. He fed lies to the guards, framing me for stuff I didn't do.
Sho: When I finally had enough of his trash, I called him over to my room and beat the hell out of him.
Sho: I beat him so hard that his face bent out of shape.
Sho: Over and over again...
Domon: S-stop, please... Sho...
Sho: Fine, I'll give one last chance. If you can whistle cleanly, then I'll let you off the hook.
Domon: A-and if I can't... what happens?
Sho: Then you get to eat another fist. Simple, right?
Domon: Gulp...
Sho: Ready? Here it comes. Drumroll...
Sho: Doosch!
Domon: Ffft...
Sho: That's too bad!
Domon: Gragh!
After that, Domon, with tears streaming down his face, presses his forehead to the ground and begs Sho for his life as the other delinquents watch from the sidelines.
Sho: You've been holding a stupid grudge against me ever since I made you cry? You just don't know when to give up, do you?
Domon: So you finally remember, huh? Geez, 'bout time.
Domon: I don't like losin', and I stick to my guns, ya see. I always pay things back double—triple, even.
Sho: You didn't wanna sully your own hands so you went crying to the bureau, huh? Guess playing dirty's all you'll ever be good at.
Sho: If you hate me that much, why don't you stop being such an ugly chicken and face me one-on-one like a real boss!
Domon: One-on-one? Bwahahaha! You think I'd be satisfied with just that?
Domon: While you're bein' a good boy here at Supermax, I'll be rollin' out my sweet revenge tour.
Domon: Everything you cherish... I'm gonna crush every single one of 'em!
Sho: You son of a... What're you planning to do?
Domon: I'll leave that a surprise for when—or rather, if—you get out of heeeere!
Domon turns and marches out of the room without waiting for an answer, his declaration of war fueling his triumphant high.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 2: Sketching in Secrecy - Episode 1
Irritated by Domon's words, Sho pounces at every opportunity to defy the guards, gaining his roommates' respect along the way. Sho explains to the three boys that he was sent to Supermax under false charges. Upon hearing his roommates' individual pasts, Sho labels them by their former jobs—informant, pyrotechnician, and pickpocket—and learns they are obeying the guards in hopes of leaving the supermax as soon as they can.
Stern Guard: Open up your Moral Discipline textbooks to page twenty-three!
Sho: ...
After Domon's unexpected visit, Sho resumes attending the training program with a lesson in civics.
Stern Guard: Number four on page twenty-three! "Interacting with Loved Ones"!
Domon: While you're bein' a good boy here at Supermax, I'll be rollin' out my sweet revenge tour.
Domon: Everything you cherish... I'm gonna crush every single one of 'em!
Sho: ...!
With Domon's words still ringing in his ears, Sho becomes increasingly agitated as he sits at his desk.
Stern Guard: Next! Repeat after me: "Always greet friends with a smile"!
Sho: ...
Enrollees: "Always greet friends with a smile"!
Sho: Tch!
Informant: Hey, King. You should probably concentrate on the lesson...
Stern Guard: You there! What are you whispering about? No talking during class!
Informant: Huh? I was just...
Stern Guard: Penalty—ten points! That's ten lashes! Get up here!
Informant: ...!
Enrollees: ...
Despite his good intentions, the informant is about to get dragged away by the guard for talking when Sho speaks up.
Sho: You're all so damn annoying...
Sho feels the rage inside rising, sharpening him back into the knife he once was.
Stern Guard: What was that? I don't like your tone!
Stern Guard: Greetings and manners are important subjects in this training program! The basics of an upright citizen! Don't tell me you've already forgotten!
Sho: Then how about you preach it like you mean it?
Sho: Talk to us like we're people instead of swine. There's an idea.
Sho: You want respect? Why don't you show some first, huh? Is "please" too hard of a word for you?
Stern Guard: How dare you talk to me like—
Sho: Shut up!
Brawny Guard: That's enough from you!
Sho: Hyaaahahahaha!
Brawny Guard: Not another word! That's a penalty for you!
Sho: Augh...
Brawny Guard: What's with that glare? Wrong move, kid. Another penalty!
Pyrotechnician: (I can't believe it... He doesn't even flinch!)
Pickpocket: (A normal person would just stay quiet and out of trouble... but not this guy.)
But Sho's rebellion doesn't end there.
He continues to defy the guards, again and again, as if searching for a way to satisfy the anger building inside of him.
Sho: ...
Pyrotechnician: Amazing, man! Seriously, you're a real king for taking all that.
Pickpocket: All right, be honest—are you actually a masochist? Do you like getting punched by the guards? Like it feels good or something?
Pyrotechnician: Hey, that's sensitive stuff. You can't just ask that so casually, okay? It's private.
Pickpocket: Oops, sorry. Besides, I'm not saying it's a bad thing...
Sho: Stop apologizing. And no, it doesn't feel good.
Informant: Thanks for saving me back there.
Sho: I just felt like blowing off steam. I wasn't trying to save you or anything.
Informant: Still... thanks for that.
Sho: Hmph.
Informant: Say, King... Why're you here at Supermax anyway? What did you do?
Sho: What's it to you?
Informant: You're different from all the other guys in here—I can tell. That's why I'm curious.
The boys look eagerly at their new king of the room, but Sho shrugs.
Sho: Drug use, possession, and smuggling, in addition to arson and destruction of evidence... Apparently that's what got me thrown in here.
Pickpocket: Whoa, whoa, hang on. Why're you talking about it like you're not sure? You're the one who did those things, right?
Sho: To put it in a nutshell, no. I'm completely innocent. I just messed up and got framed by a pisshead.
Sho: Well, it's up to you whether you wanna believe me or not.
After a moment's pause, the boys break out into laughter.
Roommates: Ahahaha!
Sho: Shut up!
Sho: It's not a joke.
Informant: Sorry.
Sho: I'm leaving this place as soon as I can. All of you can watch me rise from the ashes like a legend.
Informant: How're you gonna rise from the ashes exactly? Planning to bribe the guards?
Informant: Or do you have crazy connections that can get you outta here in a flash?
Sho: Does it matter how I do it? Nothing's impossible for me.
Pyrotechnician: In other words, you got nothing. You're gonna mess up big time, I'm telling ya.
But despite the clear lack of a plan, the boys feel a strange confidence in Sho's unwavering attitude.
Sho: In any case, I've got a question for you all.
Sho: Isn't this supposed to be the supermax for dangerous and sly criminals? But all of you follow the guards' orders like puppies on a leash.
Sho: I don't get it... Why?
The three boys look down dejectedly.
Pickpocket: How long do you think we've been here?
Sho: I dunno, half a year or so? They don't usually keep people around for very long at juvie.
Pickpocket: Right, that's the case at a regular juvie. But Supermax is different. All of us have been here for over three years.
Sho: Three years?
Pickpocket: If you don't complete the training programs and get approved as a proper person, they don't let you out of here.
Pickpocket: That's why even guys who rebel in the beginning start behaving after a while. We all wanna get out of here as soon as possible.
Sho: So that's how it is, huh?
Sho: Guess I might as well ask. How'd you guys end up in this craphole anyway?
Sho listens as his roommates tell him their tales of how they ended up at Supermax.
Sho: This guy's an informant. He'd been involved in a large fraud organization before he finally talked too much and got ratted out.
Sho: That one's light-fingered and stole a load of money and valuables from the mafia before getting arrested. In other words, a professional pickpocket.
Sho: This last one's a pyrotechnician-in-training. Some guys decided to mess with him at a festival, so he beat them real good and was about to throw 'em off the island when he got caught.
Sho: Hyaaahahaha! They don't call this place the supermax for nothing... You're all bonkers.
Sho: (But now... even these guys don't have a choice but to do what they're told.)
After hearing his roommates' stories, Sho is more determined than ever to find a way to clear the false charges against him without wasting a single day more than needed at Supermax.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 2: Sketching in Secrecy - Episode 2
The informant is able to find out Domon's background for Sho. It appears Domon is involved in the illegal dealing of Amazing Cigarette, and that he recently seized control of the Destiny Nocturnes after defeating the Mysteria Allied Forces—a team formed by members of both the Destiny Nocturnes and the Red Wings. Despite his roommates' disapproval, Sho begins to plan his escape from Supermax.
Noticing Sho's grim expression, the informant hesitates to speak.
Informant: Hey, you had visitors today, didn't you?
Sho: How do you know?
Informant: Ah, you know... Staying in the loop about things is my job. Life, even.
Informant: Anyway, you've been acting weird since you came back from that. Did something happen?
Sho: ...
Informant: Talking about it might help. Wanna tell us about it?
Pickpocket: We've all got a few problems under our belt. Nothing to be ashamed of.
Though hesitant at first, Sho decides that telling the others about his situation might be worth a shot instead of brooding over it by himself.
Sho: He came to visit me today...
Sho: The bastard that framed me... Domon.
Sho: He told me that while I'm stuck here... he's gonna crush every single thing that's important to me!
The young man's voice quivers with rage, fresh blood oozing from his fists as he clenches them tightly.
Sho: I kept telling myself to stay calm... but old habits die hard.
Pickpocket: Wait, you mean... you were actually serious about being falsely charged?
Sho: You kidding me? Obviously. Why would I lie about something like that?
Sho: I could scream my innocence all day and night, but who on the outside's gonna hear me behind these walls?
Pyrotechnician: Framing someone else for what you did and getting them thrown into Supermax... How low can that Domon fellow get?
Sho: Tch. In any case, I'm not about to let him play me like a fool again.
Pyrotechnician: But how're you gonna take revenge on him from here? It's near impossible, dude.
Sho: I know. Nothing I do here's gonna change a thing.
Sho: This is where you come in, Info Guy.
Sho: I'm curious... How much intel can you find out from here?
Informant: Please. Compared to spying on underground organizations, just about everything else is a piece of cake.
Informant: No one's better than me at digging up dirt.
Suspicious Guard: Here's your breakfast, boys. Complete with "dessert."
Informant: Oooh. And the best kind too.
The informant looks over at the meal tray shoved into their room and grins at the piece of paper tucked beneath the plate.
Suspicious Guard: I'm told that this is the last one. Now all I gotta do is pass on your letter to your friends outside, right?
Informant: Yep, that'll get you the information you want in exchange. Thank you, come again!
The informant wasn't lying about his unmatched skills in gathering information.
In just a few days, he has dug up Domon's full history.
Informant: Now, we're about to find out who this Domon fella really is. Heh, nothing more important than having friends on the outside.
Sho: Let's hear it.
According to the information they received, Domon is a student from Wilder Academy.
After rounding up the delinquents at Wilder Academy to form the Wild Hooligans, he led them to assault the students at other schools.
Regular schools, magic academies, special institutions—the gang roamed free, stealing school uniform pants and recruiting students to join the Wild Hooligans.
After dominating other gangs in the vicinity, before long, the Wild Hooligans had grown into a powerful group with a thousand members under its wing.
Sho: A thousand... So it wasn't just a bluff, huh?
Informant: Doesn't seem like it. Not to mention Domon's buying beasts for every single member of his gang.
Sho: Wait, where does that bozo get all the money from?
Informant: There're some pretty bad rumors going around about where Domon's getting his funds.
Informant: This is from an unconfirmed source, but there's a possibility he's involved in the dealing of an illegal drug called Amazing Cigarette.
Sho: Tch.
Sho: So he's hiding things that even you can't get a hold of, huh? Looks like he's not just your regular farm chicken after all.
Informant: Despite his appearance, he's apparently quite the crafty hotshot. Some even call him Devious Domon.
Pyrotechnician: Devious?
Informant: I hear he gets a kick from luring people into traps and using them for his own filthy entertainment without a second thought. Talk about ghoulish.
Sho: And I'm one of those people... I really messed up big time.
Informant: ...
Sho: What? Cat got your tongue?
Informant: I've also got some info about the Destiny Nocturnes.
Sho: What do my guys have anything to do with Domon?
Informant: It appears the head of the Destiny Nocturnes has been replaced.
Sho: No... You're kidding. The Destiny Nocturnes exist because of me. That's not possible!
Informant: Right. It seems that while the members of your gang were waiting for their king's return, the Wild Hooligans declared war on them.
Sho: You mean...
Sho: Domon seized control of my squad?
Sho: After I got taken here to the supermax, Domon's Wild Hooligans tried to goad the Destiny Nocturnes into a fight.
Sho: Of course, my guys would have none of that.
Sho: They knew I'd lose face if they went to battle without my consent. They'd never agree to it.
Sho: Of course Domon knew that too.
Domon: Domon's the name, boys! I'm the guy who threw the head of your gang into Supermax! Ain't that enough to make your blood boil?
Domon: Pshhh, pathetic! Guess Sho was just some weak sauce who couldn't even train his own men to fight for themselves!
Sho: That's when my squad couldn't take it anymore. They couldn't bear to let Domon insult me like that.
Sho: Domon's taunts lit a fire among the Red Wings too.
Sho: They fell for it the same way my boys did. Birds of a feather, those idiots.
Sho: With both of their bosses absent, the Destiny Nocturnes and the Red Wings banded together to form the Mysteria Allied Forces.
Sho: And so the war against the Wild Hooligans began.
Sho: The guys in the Destiny Nocturnes and the Red Wings are far from weak. But standing up against Domon's one thousand men was an impossible feat.
Informant: Word is that none of the guys in the allied forces backed down, even when they faced a thousand men. They even had the upper hand at first.
Informant: But the sheer number of Wild Hooligans was overwhelming, and eventually, the guys in the allied forces got sent to the hospital one after another.
Sho: And that's how this happened.
Sho looks down at the sheet of paper in his hands—an organizational chart of the Destiny Nocturnes.
At the top of the chart, Sho's name is scratched out and replaced with Domon's name.
Sho: ...!
After hearing what happened, Sho is lost for words. However, the emptiness inside him is soon replaced by a flame that begins to burn brighter with every passing second.
Sho: Heh... Heh heh.... Heheheh.
Sho: To think he'd have the guts to make a move while Tsubasa and I aren't there...
Sho: He really did it this time!
Domon: While you're bein' a good boy here at Supermax, I'll be rollin' out my sweet revenge tour.
Domon: Everything you cherish... I'm gonna crush every single one of 'em!
Sho: (Back then, I'd no clue what he was blabbering on about. I didn't think I had anything I cherished. But I was wrong.)
Sho: (Or maybe it's good to realize that not being alone and having something I wanna protect... ain't so bad after all.)
Sho: (I can't waste any more time sticking around this dumpster. I've got a score to settle!)
Pickpocket: Wait a minute. You're not thinking of doing something crazy, are you, King?
Sho: Trust me. I won't drag you guys into any more trouble.
Pickpocket: Breaking out of here is impossible! No one escapes from the supermax alive. You know what I'm saying, right?
Sho: I'm not about to give up from the get-go without even giving it a shot.
Pickpocket: Failure isn't just a possibility—it's a certainty! And what if they punish all of us for it when you mess up?
Sho: I'm still gonna do it. That's how I roll... and I intend to follow through with it.
Informant: All right. If you insist, then go ahead and give it a try.
Pickpocket: Wha! What are you saying, man?
Informant: The king doesn't look like he's gonna bend anytime soon. The only way to stop him is to snitch.
Pyrotechnician: Well... I wouldn't go that far.
Informant: Right. Involving the guards isn't ideal, and as much as I hate to admit, I don't have a grasp on all of their weaknesses.
Informant: With that said though, there's no way we'd agree to help plan an escape. So the only option left is to pretend we heard nothing.
Sho: Heh. That's fine by me.
Sho: I'll be sure to send over something nice for you all once I'm out. My treat.
Informant: Haha. Is that a bribe?
Pickpocket: I want some red king crab and bonito.
Pyrotechnician: You really have no shame, do you?
Sho: Hyaaahahaha! Done. I promise you!
And with that, Sho begins to plan his escape from Supermax in order to protect the things most important to him.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 2: Sketching in Secrecy - Episode 3
(Captain) and the crew pay a visit to the Mysteria Academy of Magic for the first time in a while. When they hear about the recent trouble between the academy and students from other schools, Elmott reluctantly agrees to help as a teacher at the academy once more. Meanwhile, Tsubasa and company find out about Sho's sentence. Believing Sho to be innocent, they prepare for battle against the Wild Hooligans.
Killa Taiga: Yooo, it's been ages since we last came to school!
Tsubasa: Yeah, I didn't think we'd be able to drop by! Thanks for agreeing to come out all the way to Mysteria, (Captain)!
Choose: Thought you might be homesick.
Tsubasa: I do wanna pay Grandma a long-due visit, but I wouldn't say I was homesick exactly...
Yung Rintaro: Oh man, I can't believe it... We're really back at Mysteria!
Tsubasa: Geez, you've got snot all over your face, Rintaro... At least one of us is honest about being homesick.
Choose: We had a job nearby anyway.
Tsubasa: Heh, gotta thank our client then. I'm glad we got this chance—I've been wanting to see how everyone in the Red Wings is doing!
Vyrn: Whew, sure brings back memories of the good ol' days when we cruised down these streets.
Tsubasa: Yeah, you were a first-rate lieutenant, Vyrn. Think we can count on you again for our next rally?
Vyrn: You got it! Leave it to me!
Continue 1The Mysteria Academy of Magic.
The most prestigious magic academy in all of Phantagrande where Elmott once served temporarily as a teacher.
It was also the place where the crew first met Tsubasa and company when Vyrn briefly enrolled in the academy's classes.
Elmott: It sure is strange.
Elmott: We were only here for a short time, but I still remember everything like it was yesterday.
Lyria: You were a wonderful teacher, Elmott. All the students loved you!
Elmott: Eh, cut the sap. I was just reminiscing about what happened in the past.
Elmott: Anyway... (Captain). Why don't we go find Mr. Bertrand and Ms. Miranda and give them our souvenirs?
Tsubasa: Huh? Oh, crap!
Elmott: What is it, Tsubasa? Don't tell me you didn't get the souvenirs like we asked you to.
Tsubasa: Er, sorry... It completely slipped my mind...
Elmott: Yep, called that one, so I went ahead and prepared something. Don't worry about it.
Tsubasa: Zat so?
Tsubasa: Hey, I'm grateful and everything, but it kinda ticks me off that you actually expected me to forget.
Killa Taiga: Chill, dude. Let's leave that stuff to Teach and go bring our friends in the remedial class a nice visit, eh?
Yung Rintaro: You pay a visit, Taiga, not bring it.
Tsubasa: All right, (Captain), guess we'll see ya later!
Tsubasa: You comin' with us, Vyrn?
Vyrn: Do you even have to ask? I'm a member of the Red Wings, remember? Follow me, boys!
Lyria: Ahaha... Looks like Vyrn's gone back to being a bad boy.
As Tsubasa and the others make their way toward the school building, (Captain) and company smile before turning to head to the staff room.
Lyria: Mr. Bertrand! Ms. Miranda! It's been a long time!
Mr. Bertrand: Ah, what a surprise! Hello, hello. How have all of you been?
Lyria: Great, thank you!
Ms. Miranda: Oh my! Even Elmott's here! The students will be so happy to see you!
Elmott: Heh, I've had enough of looking after kids for a lifetime. We're just here to say hello, that's it.
Lyria: That's what he says, but Elmott's been taking very good care of Tsubasa and everyone else this whole time!
Mr. Bertrand: Ohoho, the sign of a true educator through and through.
Mr. Bertrand: You were their homeroom teacher once, after all. They may be rowdy—still, you can't help but keep a close watch on them, can you?
Elmott: If you think I'm that nice of a guy, you're wrong. They just happen to keep straying into my field of vision.
Elmott: Whoops, almost forgot.
Elmott: We brought back a bunch of local specialities from different places, so share these with everyone later.
Ms. Miranda: Heehee, thank you so much! It's been a teensy bit busy these days, so I'm relieved to see all of you safe!
Elmott: Busy, huh? I noticed some of the kids looking rather nervous earlier. Did something happen?
Mr. Bertrand: Well, actually... Recently, there's been some trouble with students from another school.
Ms. Miranda: Some boys from another school have been coming to pick fights with the rowdier kids at our academy, you see.
Elmott: Hm, that doesn't sound good.
Mr. Bertrand: We've been patrolling the area and talking to the students, but that hasn't been much help so far.
Elmott: Geez... Someone needs to teach those idiots how to spend their time right.
Elmott: You don't happen to know which school these troublemakers are from, do you?
Elmott: Might be a worth a try reaching out to the teachers there.
Mr. Bertrand smiles at the man's concern for the students, seeing that Elmott's flames of mentorship still burn strong.
Mr. Bertrand: Elmott, do you think I could ask you for your assistance?
Elmott: What? I didn't come back to solve all your problems here. I just asked because... I was a little curious...
Lyria: Stare...
Choose: Stare...
Elmott: Wh-what is it? Both of you, stop looking at me like that.
Feeling the others' burning gazes on him, Elmott gives in and reluctantly nods.
Elmott: Well, I did use to be their teacher... I suppose I might as well look after the rascals a bit longer.
Elmott: After all, I've been in their shoes once.
Mr. Bertrand: We appreciate it.
And with that, Elmott agrees to serve as a teacher for a short time once again.
Around the same time, Tsubasa and company are met with some shocking news.
Tsubasa: What did you say? Sh-Sho... got sent to Supermax?
Tsubasa: That's gotta be some sort of mistake. What in the skies happened?
Red Wing 1: Rumors are that Sho got involved with mazig... They say he was actin' as a dealer.
Tsubasa: A dealer? That rumor sounds sketchy as hell to me.
Vyrn: Mazig's an illegal drug, right? Sho would never go and pass around somethin' like that.
Tsubasa: Agreed. Dude's a loose cannon, but he knows where to draw the line.
Tsubasa: In other words... Sho must've gotten framed for it. By those guys who call themselves the Wild Hooligans.
Red Wing 1: That's probably how it is. But the Skydom Bureau of Investigation's keepin' their lips tight about the whole business...
Tsubasa: Adults don't listen to anyone but themselves. Delinquents, gangsters... They just lump everyone together.
Tsubasa: Well, there's only one way to end this. We gotta make sure those Wild Hooligans are outta the game.
Killa Taiga: Come on, boys. It's time for us to go and settle this ourselves.
Tsubasa: No, wait. I feel sorry for Sho, but he might have to sit tight for a while longer.
Tsubasa: The head of the enemy gang might have his hands on more than we think. We gotta lay out the groundwork first. Basics are important—that's what Teach said, right?
Yung Rintaro: Yup!
Vyrn: Heheh! Looks like you have complete faith in Sho, don'tcha, Tsubasa?
Tsubasa: Course I do. We did a lotta talking with our fists.
Tsubasa: Sho and I don't need to rely on drugs or anything lame like that. All we need is our undying fighting spirit!
Tsubasa: State of emergency, boys. We might find ourselves in a full-blown war soon, so get ready to rumble!
Red Wings: Yeah!
A strong conviction in his heart, Tsubasa swears to put the troublemakers back in their place.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 2: Sketching in Secrecy - Episode 4
Sho observes everything that goes on at the supermax and, little by little, sketches out a map of the facility. One day, the warden comes to the room for a surprise inspection. Just as one of the guards is about to find Sho's map, the pyrotechnician and pickpocket deliberately cause trouble in the room, diverting everyone's attention. The two are sent to the retribution cells. With his map still safe thanks to his roommates' kind act of bravery, Sho is filled with a never before felt sense of gratitude.
Sho: (It was dawn when we got to the island. There was an endless field... After we passed that, we arrived here—a gigantic building secured by barbed wire...)
As he begins to plan his escape, Sho thinks back to when he first arrived at Supermax Juvenile Detention Island.
He draws a rough map from memory on a scrap piece of paper.
Sho: (On top of the supermax facility is a watchtower, where every corner of the field is in plain sight...)
Sho: Tch.
Informant: ...
At Sho's perplexed expression, the informant is about to say something when the pickpocket shoots him a look. He purses his lips and throws himself on the bed instead.
Informant: (I can't believe it. The king... He's serious about this. But it's clearly impossible...)
Pickpocket: (Sorry I can't help, King... I wanna finish the training program and get outta here as soon as I can.)
Pyrotechnician: Maaan, I'm starving.
The Three: ...!
Pyrotechnician: What? Geez.
Sho begins to pay close attention to every single detail during his meals, when he's moving within the facility, and in class.
He carves everything into memory, including the number of guards, their posts and shifts, as well as the building's construction and surroundings.
Before long, it becomes his obsession.
Sho: (The cargo ship arrives and departs from the west port... If only I knew the ship's schedule...)
Informant: ...
Pickpocket: ...
Pyrotechnician: (So hungry...)
Just then, the boys notice a ruckus outside in the hallway and soon hear the strangely cheerful voice of the warden as he approaches.
???: All right, everyone! Papa's here to visit you all, so just sit tight and wait for me, okay?
Sho: What is this?
Pickpocket: A surprise inspection.
Informant: Wait, don't tell me you...
Pickpocket: As if! I'd never tattle!
Pyrotechnician: Shh! He'll get suspicious if you guys make a fuss. You need to hide that piece of paper now, King.
Sho: Right...
Sho follows the pyrotechnician's advice and quickly slides his sketched map into the narrow crack between the shelf and the wall.
He straightens up just in time as the room door swings open, revealing the warden with a wide grin on his face.
Warden: Hello, boys. It's Papa. Have you all been playing nicely with one another?
Informant: Yes...
Warden: Haha. Wonderful news.
Warden: I hear you've been a good boy recently, Sho... Quite the change of heart. Care to tell Papa about it?
The warden stares fixedly at Sho. His eyes are unsmiling, a faint madness lurking behind them.
Sho: What change of heart? I'm just following the rules 'cause I wanna get outta this place as fast as I can. I've got no other choice.
Sho: Harsh, but... that's reality, right?
Warden: I see, I see! Haha, well, do your best and maybe you'll make it out of here someday, Sho!
Sho: Thanks...
The four boys sit still, praying for the warden to leave their room as soon as possible.
Warden: Now then! Papa trusts all of you, of course! But rules are rules.
Warden: It's time for a quick check around your room to make sure there isn't anything that might get in the way of your rehabilitation.
At the warden's cheery words, several guards barge into the room and begin to inspect every nook and cranny.
Sho: ...
Informant: (Are you serious? They're being so thorough today... Are they onto something?)
Pickpocket: ...
Informant: (That guy! Did he really...)
Warden: Heh heh...
Sho: (No! That's where I—)
A guard starts reaching his hand into the crevice behind the shelf—until a wallet slips from the pickpocket's hand and rolls onto the floor.
Pickpocket: ...
Sho: ...
Informant: You...
One of the guards picks up the wallet and, upon opening it, is startled to find that the wallet belongs to the warden.
Warden: What... is the meaning of this? Explain.
Pickpocket: Um, you see... My hand just... moved out of habit...
Pyrotechnician: You dumbass!
Pyrotechnician: Are you out of your mind? Why would you try and steal Papa's wallet!
Pickpocket: I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
While the pyrotechnician pummels the pickpocket, the warden jerks his chin and signals to the guards.
Guards: Yes, sir!
Stern Guard: That's a penalty!
The guards grab the brawlers by their necks, shooting electric currents into them. The two boys crumple to the floor, unconscious, and are promptly dragged out of the room.
Sho: H-hey! Where are you taking 'em?
Warden: Pickpocketing and physical assault... It makes Papa so sad. I'm afraid I can't let this go so easily, no sirreeeee!
Warden: They'll be reflecting on their behavior in the retribution cells!
The warden's bloodshot eyes widen with anticipation as he leaves the room, his underlings following suit.
Sho: Why? I don't understand... Did they just cover for me?
Informant: I'm just as surprised as you are. I thought they said they didn't want anything to do with it...
Sho: (It was obvious that nothing good would come from helping me. But they still...)
The pickpocket and pyrotechnician had sacrificed themselves to protect Sho's secret, knowing full well of the consequences that would follow.
Sho feels a strange warmth, different from anything he has experienced before, as his heart swells with gratitude.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 3: The Beginning of a Legend - Episode 1
With help from all three of his roommates, Sho's plan for escape becomes more concrete. The boys decide to escape with Sho and begin actively working to prepare for it. It is during this process that Sho realizes he has made friends for the first time in his life.
Sho continues to gather information, devoting himself to completing the map that his two roommates had risked their lives to protect.
But his progress on both the map and his escape plan is slow, and he feels himself wavering.
Sho: (Come on, think... What do I need to do?)
Informant: ...
Finally, the informant heaves a sigh and snatches the map from Sho's hands. He takes out a pen and begins to draw.
He fills in places that a regular enrollee would have no way of knowing and adds details on the facility's management system.
Sho: Dude...
Informant: Just thought I might as well give you a hand, since I have nothing better to do.
Sho: Thanks...
Informant: Don't sweat it!
Sho: Then how about you help me gather some more information? Since you've got nothing to do anyway.
Informant: Haha, you really cut to it, huh? Give a guy an inch... or however the saying goes. What're you gonna do for me in return?
Sho: I'll make sure your name goes down in history along with mine.
The two boys look at each other and exchange a wry smile.
Just then, the sound of footsteps echoes from the hallway outside. They hurriedly stash the map away and hold their breaths.
Sho: The footsteps stopped...
Informant: Shh! They're in front of our door.
Stern Guard's Voice: Get in there.
The door is wrenched open, and the pickpocket and pyrotechnician tumble into the room, their faces swollen and bruised.
Sho: Are you guys okay!
Stern Guard: Stop fussing. They've already received medical treatment, so let them rest and they'll be fine.
With that, the guard slams the door shut again and marches away.
Sho: I owe the two of you big time for keeping my plan a secret... Thanks so much.
Pickpocket: Glad it's... safe... Also, I got this for you...
The pickpocket rummages in his pocket and extracts a folded piece of paper, a fork, and some sort of badge among other items.
Sho: ...!
Pickpocket: They really got on my nerves, so I decided to clean them out and nicked everything I could get my hands on... Haha.
Sho: Heh, I can't decide if you're an idiot or a genius...
Sho: Just one thing, though. You should've swiped the key to this room for us too.
Pickpocket: No can do. Keys jangle and make too much noise. Not ideal for stealing.
Pickpocket: Don't worry, the paper'll be useful though.
The folded piece of paper is the most recent schedule detailing where the guards are stationed, as well as the number of staff and their shifts.
Sho: You're the best, man.
Pickpocket: Heheh.
Pyrotechnician: Don't forget about me, King. Wasn't gonna take my lickings free of charge, so I swiped something myself.
Sho: Let me guess, food?
Pyrotechnician: Pfft. All right, I'll admit I would've preferred getting myself a snack or two, but they didn't have any in the first aid room. So I got this instead.
The pyrotechnician reaches inside his shirt and takes out a bunch of medicines, a smile of satisfaction on his face.
Pyrotechnician: Pretty sure I can whip up somethin' useful with these, so look forward to it.
Sho: Thanks, dude.
Pyrotechnician: Oh, and give me your map for a second. Gotta sketch out what I saw of the facility before I forget.
Pickpocket: Good idea. I've got a few things to add too.
With the additional information from the two, the map of the facility finally comes together bit by bit.
Informant: Amazing! With this, you can probably make concrete plans for your escape!
Sho: I don't believe it... Here I was wandering in the dark, and you guys came and gave me the light that I needed... No words can express how humbled I am...
Informant: Are you crying?
Sho: Heh, as if anything could make me cry...
Pyrotechnician: Just cry.
Sho: What? No, I...
Pickpocket: This is where you're supposed to cry, man!
Sho: Hyahahaha! Pretty sure I'm gonna have no tears left to cry with you lot here.
Sho gives an awkward smile and holds out his hand, bumping fists with each of the boys in appreciation for their help.
Informant: So, can I ask something?
Pickpocket: Hm?
Informant: I can understand why you two risked yourselves to protect the map the other day. I almost did the same myself.
Informant: But stealing this schedule... is a real act of rebellion.
Informant: When they find out the schedule's missing, you're gonna be the first person they suspect.
Pickpocket: ...
Informant: Besides, you were the one who insisted you didn't wanna get involved. What changed your mind?
Sho: Lay off...
Informant: I'm not asking because I think he's a fink or anything. That's not what I mean.
Informant: I just need to know... 'cause if crap hits the fan, I'll have a choice to make...
The pickpocket takes a deep breath and stands in front of Sho.
Pickpocket: Hey, King. Do you think you can include me in your escape plan?
Sho: You mean...
Pickpocket: When I got thrown into the retribution cell, the guard looked down at me and said...
Pickpocket: "And here I thought we'd already tamed you."
Sho: Tamed?
Pickpocket: After that, I pretended to be obedient... and asked the guards a few innocent questions when they were convinced I was just the average dimwit.
Pickpocket: Here at the facility, penalties are to instill fear in those who are defiant and put them into submission.
Pickpocket: The training programs are to rob us of our power to think, rendering us harmless drones with no emotions of our own. It's to turn us into something else completely.
Sho: Harmless drones... Those bastards.
Pickpocket: They might have a point about us being trash that has no place in society.
Pickpocket: Honestly, I can't imagine myself with a bright future waiting for me as an adult.
Pickpocket: Still, as an individual, I wanna grow up to be someone who can think for himself. Someone who can reflect and make the right judgments.
Pickpocket: Call me a hypocrite for saying this after all the trouble I've caused for other people, but I wanna get out of here and continue living my life.
Tears well up in the pyrotechnician's eyes as he listens to the pickpocket's words. The Draph then turns to Sho and bows his head.
Pyrotechnician: I'm not the brightest, so I can't put it into words as well as this guy here...
Pyrotechnician: But I have things I can't get outta my head either. Emotions that've been building up inside. I wanna get all of that off my chest.
Informant: In other words, you wanna let it all out and teach the warden and the guards a lesson! Isn't that right?
Pyrotechnician: You got it!
Informant: Sigh... Fine, guess I'm in as well.
Informant: Since the king says he's innocent... we can't let someone like him get stuck in a place like this, can we?
Sho: Heh. Just don't regret it later.
Informant: You bet I won't!
Sho: All right then! Let's get out of here together... All four of us.
Sho: We'll show those jerks they're messing with the wrong people!
The Boys: Yeah!
Once again, Sho feels a curious warmth growing in his heart.
Sho: (With the Destiny Nocturnes, we ride together and share the same ambitions as members of the same squad. But these guys are different...)
Sho: (They're people I can confide in. With them, I can say what I really think...)
That's when Sho realizes that, for the first time in his life, he's made something he's never had before—true friends.
After lights-out, they sit on their beds and begin to outline their escape plan.
Looking at the map, together they go over all the possible things that could obstruct their path.
Informant: Should we do it the classic way and dig our way out with a spoon? Or make a run for it when we take out the garbage?
Pickpocket: Haha, that's so cliche. Traditional methods probably work to a certain extent, since they've been passed down for so long. But I dunno...
Sho: I doubt anything classic like that would work here. I've got a feeling we'll need to face 'em straight on.
Pyrotechnician: In that case, we could... blast a hole in the wall! Or something like that. Well, that'd get us caught right away, so it might not be the best plan.
Sho: Hm, you've all made some good points. Right now, I want to prioritize speed, even if that means getting a little reckless.
Sho: We might have to push our way through some stuff.
The sketched map includes a floor plan of Supermax and its surroundings, as well as useful information that the boys have gathered.
The warden and guards stay in the annex, while the boys are all put in the north, east, south, and west wings. Training grounds and retribution cells are located in the main building.
A watchtower positioned on the roof of the facility overlooks the island to prevent escapees, while an electric current runs through the surrounding barbed wire.
Putting all of this into consideration, a successful escape begins to seem less and less feasible by the moment.
Sho: Well, one thing's for sure—we need to get past the barbed wire on the west side and hijack the cargo ship at the west port.
Pyrotechnician: How strong is the electric current running through the wires anyway?
Pickpocket: I've heard that birds get roasted when they get tangled in the wires. The same probably goes for people.
Pyrotechnician: Oh. Not good.
Sho: Something that doesn't conduct electricity...
Sho takes a look around the room, but finds nothing that seems even mildly resistant to electricity.
The boys continue to strategize every night after the lights go out. Slowly, their plan solidifies.
They run simulations of their escape inside their heads over and over again as they go through their training programs every day.
Then finally, one day...
Informant: In other words, according to my calculations, the cargo ship will be arriving around dawn the day after tomorrow!
Pyrotechnician: I guess the date's decided then.
Pickpocket: But we still haven't figured out how to get around the barbed wire...
Sho: Chill, I've got the barbed wire under control.
A sly grin spreads across his face as Sho pulls out a large amount of rubber gloves from his pants.
Sho: Problem solved.
Informant: Uh, problem unsolved! You don't just pull stuff out from your pants, dude!
Pickpocket: Hang on, is that why you talked back to the guard today?
Sho: Yep, I needed to get myself in the first aid room so I could snatch these babies. Just had to get my head cracked a bit and there I was.
Pyrotechnician: You didn't actually crack your head, did you? I can't believe you...
Pickpocket: But you sure they haven't noticed with this many gloves gone?
Sho: Don't worry, I didn't take them from the box—I rummaged through the garbage can and snagged the ones they'd thrown away.
Sho: If you wear a couple of these on each hand, you should be able to get past the wires without getting zapped. With this, we're good to go.
Despite the dangerous mission they're about to embark on, the four boys can barely rein in their excitement as they prepare for their impending escape.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 3: The Beginning of a Legend - Episode 2
On the night of their planned escape, after lights-out, Sho and company leave their room behind by climbing above the ceiling boards. They knock out the guard on duty and make their way to the roof of the building. On their way, however, a tool slips from the informant's hand and drops to the floor with a clatter, alerting the guards. With the help of the other supermax detainees, the four boys manage to slip away from the scene and get outside.
The day to finally execute their plan arrives.
That night, once the lights are out and everything has fallen silent, Sho and company get up from their beds quietly.
Informant: I only hear one set of footsteps. The guards must have switched to their night schedule.
Sho: Okay. That means it's showtime.
At the king's signal, the other boys begin to stuff their pillows and books under the covers to make it look as if they were still sleeping under them.
In the meantime, Sho reaches up and removes a ceiling board he had tampered with earlier, heaving himself up into the black void.
Sho: Whew.
Sho: (There's no going back. Today's the day I leave this hellhole behind!)
Sho crawls above the ceiling until he is positioned just behind the guard on watch.
There, he removes another board he had pried loose ahead of time and jumps down to strike the guard from behind.
Sho: Haaah!
Guard 1: Gwah...
Sho: Good night, baby!
After knocking the guard unconscious, he yanks off the bundle of keys hanging at the guard's waist.
With the keys, he goes back to where the others are and unlocks the room's barred door.
The boys file out and run to the iron gate that serves as the only exit in their section, which Sho promptly unlocks with another key.
However, as they proceed to leave the south wing, they find another set of iron bars blocking their way, different from the ones in front of their room.
Sho: Damn it... We can't afford to waste time here!
Informant: Hey! Where're you going?
Sho: If I remember right, there's supposed to be a nap room around here. I'll knock out the guards there and grab their keys too.
Pickpocket: Wait. According to the schedule, the two guards in the nap room should be going on patrol soon...
Sho: Hey, Pickpocket.
Sho: Remember that badge you nicked from a guard? What happened to that?
Pickpocket: Huh? The badge? Why?
Sho: Do you have it with you or not!
The pickpocket jumps at Sho's irritated tone and quickly fishes out the badge from his pocket.
Sho snatches the badge from him, removes its metal safety pin, and uses it with the fork to pick the lock on the iron door.
Pickpocket: Whoa... Someone's skilled.
Sho: Please. In our squad, lock picking comes as naturally as brushing your teeth.
Informant: Uh, you say it like it's nothing, but you know that's borderline criminal, right?
Pyrotechnician: I'm starting to wonder if you're really innocent or not.
Sho: ...
Sho: Ain't got time for chitchat. Come on!
After cracking the lock, we execute our plan according to the countless simulations we'd run. Sneaking into the main building, we begin to make our way to the west wing.
Despite almost running into some guards on patrol, the boys and I manage to keep the situation under control.
Our flawless teamwork makes getting past everything a breeze.
Finally, we reach the only connection leading to the roof of the facility—the vent in the west wing.
Sho: Whew...
Informant: All right, let's be careful here.
The pyrotechnician lifts the informant up on his shoulders. Using a spoon he stole, the informant unscrews a board on the ceiling and begins to remove it.
All is well until he lets his guard down for a split-second. Maybe he was nervous, or tired, or both.
The spoon slips from the informant's hands, dropping onto the floor with a shrill clang that pierces the silence.
Informant: Ugh!
Sho: Shh!
We hold our breaths, straining our ears for any signs of the guards and praying no one had heard us. But someone did.
Stern Guard's Voice: The sound of a metal object has been detected in the hallway! All men are to stay alert and identify the cause immediately!
Sho: ...
The boys exchange glances before scattering to hide themselves.
Meanwhile, the guards are on high alert as they march down the hallway toward where the boys are hiding, guns in hand.
Sho: (What do we do now? Take 'em head on? No, that'd be like charging straight into a beehive... Think, Sho!)
Just as Sho is nearing the end of his wits, a lazy voice calls out suddenly.
Enrollee's Voice: Hey, what's with all the ruckus? Can't a guy get his beauty sleep? You guards always tell us to be quiet at night!
Enrollee's Voice: Yooo, is somethin' wrong? C'mon, fill us in too! I can't handle the suspense here!
Stern Guard's Voice: Shut up or you're in for a penalty!
Sho: ...
As the guards continue down the hall, the enrollees call out to them from their rooms left and right, booing and jeering.
Hands reach out from between the bars, grabbing at the guards' clothes and feet, escalating the chaos.
The men on patrol struggle to yank themselves free and begin breaking into each of the rooms to put the rowdy boys back under control.
Enrollee's Voice: Hey!
Sho: ...!
Pickpocket: I'm begging you... Please don't tell the guards about us.
Enrollee 1: Who said anything about telling on you guys? Tattling's for losers.
Enrollee 1: Are you guys trying to make a run for it or something?
Sho: Yeah. Someone needs to teach the dirtbags working here a lesson.
Enrollee 1: Haha, that's awesome. You better leave while we've still got 'em distracted. Don't be lame and get yourselves caught, you hear?
Enrollee 2: Oooh, I can't wait to see that jackass of a warden rippin' his hair out once he finds out you guys're gone. Gyahaha!
Sho: Thanks.
Sho and the others take advantage of the disarray and hastily jump into the vent without looking back.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 3: The Beginning of a Legend - Episode 3
Reaching the roof, Sho and company climb over the electric barbwire fence and find themselves successfully outside of the facility. With sirens blaring behind them, the boys race toward the port when Sho notices his gearcycle near the side door. Sho tells the others to go on ahead of him and rushes to rescue his beloved vehicle.
Sho: Ah, a full moon—glowing beyond the clouds in all its glory. Will you shine a path for us tonight with your brilliant light?
Informant's Voice: Come on! Outta the way, King!
Sho: Heh, I suppose it's not time to enjoy the scenery yet.
Sho is pulled back to reality by the informant's impatient voice. He bends down to grasp his friends' hands and pulls them out of the vent.
Informant: The hell were you doing, holding up traffic?
Sho: Sorry, I couldn't help it. The moon was just so beautiful.
Informant: Psh, aren't you the romantic!
Pyrotechnician: I had no idea it was this nice up on the roof though!
Pickpocket: Yeah, it's so liberating up here...
Informant: It's weird. Standing at a place this high up... makes me feel as if I can do anything.
Sho: There are no ifs for us, man.
Sho: We can do anything.
Informant: I wonder if those guys back in the west wing saw some kinda hope in us.
Pyrotechnician: Yeah. They're probably living vicariously through us!
Sho: Heh. They're all crazy, that's for sure.
Informant: You say that, but you're grinning like an idiot too.
Sho: Come on, let's go.
Their spirits renewed, the boys move from blind spot to blind spot, cautious of the watchtower looming above them. They hurry toward the end of the west wing.
Before long, they reach the giant wall of barbed wire. They can hear the buzz of electricity running through the fencing.
Sho: This is some heavy stuff... But it's all or nothing, boys.
Sho: Just do it.
Sho puts on rubber glove after rubber glove, making sure his hands are securely covered before wrapping himself in something like a garment made from more rubber gloves.
Once his preparations are complete, Sho breaks into a run and, without the slightest hesitation, leaps off the edge of the building.
Sho: Haaaah!
Sho flings himself into the midnight sky.
He flies through the air in a splendid arc and latches himself onto the wall of wire.
Sparks fly, but despite the dangerous crackle of electricity around him, Sho continues to climb until he reaches the top. Finally, he hops over the fence.
Sho: Haha... Hyaaahahaha!
Sho: There's nothing to fear. Come on, you guys! Just give it all you got!
Pyrotechnician: Bahaha! Yep, that's our king for ya. All right, my turn next!
Tonight is a special night.
It is the night four boys achieve something that has never been done before—successfully breaking out of Supermax.
Sho: From here on, no matter what happens, there's no turning back. We're going full throttle!
Informant: Hold your horses, King. What's with that get-up?
Sho: What, these? I found 'em on the way, back in the main building.
Pickpocket: You found them?
Pyrotechnician: And you didn't get any for the rest of us?
Sho: Tch...
Watchtower Guard: Escapees spotted! I repeat—escapees spotted! All men to the barbed fence at the west wing, on the double!
Cheers from the boys still imprisoned inside the building, along with angry shouts from the guards, rise above the alarms.
The various sounds grow louder and louder, coming together into a cacophonic symphony.
Sho: Heh, the party's finally gettin' started!
Informant: You look rather happy about all this. Now I'm sure you're a masochist.
Pickpocket: Let's go, guys! Time to bounce!
Sho notices the pyrotechnician fidgeting and staring back at the facility.
Sho: Somethin' the matter?
Pyrotechnician: Ah, I was just thinking, should be about time...
Sho: Huh? About time for what?
All of a sudden, a loud explosion erupts from the south wing and smoke begins to billow from the building.
Sho: ...!
Pyrotechnician: Wait for it!
Pyrotechnician: Now it's a party!
Pickpocket: Don't tell me that's what you used all the medicines for!
Pyrotechnician: Bahaha! Perfect timing, right? Looks like all the trial and error wasn't for nothin'.
Pyrotechnician: They're gonna need a bunch of people to put out that fire, so we should have less guards going after us!
Sho: Heh. All right, boys—time for the final spurt. Let's beat it to the port!
Sho's Gearcycle: ...
Sho: It can't be...
Informant: What're you doing, King? Let's go!
Sho: How... How'd my beast get all the way here?
Informant: Huh? You mean that's yours?
Sho is shocked to see his beloved ride lined up among other gearcycles parked near the side door.
According to the informant...
All of the gearcycles once belonged to delinquents from gearcycle gangs, with all of them fully customized and much faster than the average vehicle.
It appears the guards have been conveniently taking advantage of them and using the confiscated gearcycles for patrolling the facility.
Sho: You've gotta be kidding me! I poured my soul into my baby... You can't tell me the scumbags have been putting their filthy hands all over it!
Sho: You three go on first. I have to save my beast!
Informant: Wait a second, King—
Sho: Don't worry, I'll catch up to you guys in no time. Go!
Urging his friends to go on ahead of him, Sho turns and hurries toward where his beloved beast awaits.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 3: The Beginning of a Legend - Episode 4
Sho defeats the guards and safely recovers his gearcycle. Despite the flat rear wheel, Sho hops on his ride and hurtles himself toward the port where his friends are. The guards continue firing their guns, hitting the informant with a tranquilizer. When his friends urge him to go on, Sho reluctantly continues for the port, but finds himself face-to-face with a guard waiting for him on the cargo ship.
Watchtower Guard: They split into two groups! Shoot 'em down! Shoot 'em dooown!
A barrage of rubber bullets rains down from above. Sho manages to dodge them, albeit barely, and lets out a war cry.
Sho: Hrrraaah! My ride... I'm comin' for yaaaa!
Stern Guard: Stubborn one, aren't you... It's about time we put an end to your defiance!
Sho: Defiance? Please, I'm just kicking you all outta my way 'cause I got places to go—that's all.
Stern Guard: All units, take aim! Let's show this rascal what a real penalty feels like!
Guards: Yes, siiiir!
Sho: Stop getting in the damn way already... I'll send every single one of you back to heeell!
Guard 1: Wha... He disappeared!
They look up to find Sho, who had predicted where they were aiming, mid-leap above them like an eagle about to catch its prey. Before they can react, Sho sends them flying.
Sho: Get loooost!
Guards: Gwaaaah!
Stern Guard: How dare you assault a guard... That's a penaltyyyy!
The guard sees an opening and thrusts his hands out in an attempt to send an electric current into the escapee.
But Sho is a seasoned fighter. He ducks just in time, avoiding the guard's electrified grasp, and returns the attack with a calculated counterpunch.
Stern Guard: Graaagh... You dodged my... electric attack?
Sho: Of course. With my kinda speed, even lightning can't catch up to me.
Stern Guard: Ergh...
Sho: Bedtime already? That was too easy.
Sho: Well then. Sorry I kept you waiting, buddy.
Sho mounts his beloved gearcycle in high spirits, running his finger endearingly down its body.
Sho: All right... Whaddya say we go out for a night ride to celebrate our reunion?
Sho: Fuuull throooottle!
Sho: ...!
Sho: What? The rear wheel's... flat? Urk... I'll fix you up real good after, okay? I promise.
Sho: Unforgiveable... Absolutely unforgiveable. I'm gonna bust all your friggin' skulls!
Together with his wounded beast, Sho ploughs through the remaining guards and speeds to where his friends are waiting for him.
Warden: Hey, boys! Where do you think you're going? Papa's come to pick you up!
Warden: You'll get a little punishment, but nothing to worry about. It's just going to hurt a teeeensy bit. Very teensy bit!
Pickpocket: There's no hint of warmth in his smile whatsoever.
Informant: We're almost at the cargo ship! Forget about the warden! Just ignore him!
Warden: Hm... Don't mooove! My men here have their guns aimed right at you!
Pyrotechnician: Heh. And we've still got a trick or two up our sleeves. Check this out.
The pyrotechnician takes out a handmade firework from his pocket and holds it up high.
Warden: C-crap! Get down, everyone!
Pyrotechnician: All right, eat thi—
Pyrotechnician: Oh, wait, I need matches... Matches...
Pyrotechnician: You'll get your chance to go out with a bang, my precious.
Pyrotechnician: Ah, crud! I left the matches in our room!
Informant: Are you serious? How're you supposed to set off fireworks without fire?
Pyrotechnician: Sooorry!
Warden: Hahaha! You certainly gave everyone a surprise there. That'll add to your penalty count, just so you know!
Sho: Haaaaah!
Sho flies over the warden and the guards like a streak of lightning across the sky and hurtles toward his friends.
Warden: Rrrgh...
Sho: Lookin' for some of this?
Sho holds out his hand, releasing a single dancing flame from the palm of his hand. He reaches over to light the fuse of the firework.
Pyrotechnician: King... That's amazing. You can do magic?
Sho: Yeah, we need fire magic to get our beasts running.
Informant: Lock picking, and now fire magic... Gearcycle gangs are a lot more than meets the eye, huh? Haha.
Sho: Let's get a move on!
Pyrotechnician: Right!
With Sho's magic, the pyrotechnician successfully lights the firework and hurls it at the enemy.
It explodes, sending the guards flying as they are enraptured by the blazing light.
Guard 3: Beautiful...
Guard 4: It's a festival!
Warden: Idiooots! Snap out of it!
Warden: If we let those clowns get away, the supermax is going to be a laughingstock.
Warden: We need to capture them at all costs and turn them into proper people like we swore to do!
Guards: Yes, siiiir!
Sho and company leave their pursuers behind and run at full speed toward the cargo ship.
Guard 3: Not so fast! Take this!
Pyrotechnician: Augh!
Sho: Pyro!
Sho skillfully swivels his gearcycle and is about to make his way to the pyrotechnician when the informant stops him.
Sho: What're you doing!
Informant: King, you go ahead to the ship first! You've got business to attend to, don'tcha?
Warden: You won't get awaaaay!
The warden rushes toward them, a furious expression on his face. The informant flashes a grin at Sho before running over to where the pyrotechnician has fallen.
Sho: Thanks, bro!
Biting his lip, Sho puts his foot on the pedal and begins to turn his ride around. It is then that he realizes he is in the guards' direct line of fire.
Guard 4: Now!
Sho: ...!
Sho braces himself for the hit. But the pickpocket flings himself in front of Sho at the last moment, and the tranquilizer hits the boy squarely.
Pickpocket: Augh!
Sho: Pickpocket!
Pickpocket: Y-you can't stop now!
Pickpocket: Hurry, King! You have to... go!
Sho: I owe you one...
Though reluctant, Sho does as he is told so as not to waste his friends' efforts and races for the cargo ship.
Suddenly, multiple rubber bullets pummel him right in the chest, knocking him down onto the ground.
Sho: Ergh...
The shots had come from the deck of the cargo ship itself.
Brawny Guard: Take that, you filthy rat.
Sho: ...
Brawny Guard: Surprised to see me here?
Brawny Guard: Hafta admit, I was pretty surprised myself. Here I was, chattin' with the helmsman, when the sirens went off all of a sudden.
Sho: Ugh... You never know when to shut up, do ya?
Brawny Guard: If I drag you back, I'll get the rewards I deserve for sure... Maybe a nice medal or two.
Brawny Guard: So you're comin' with me. How does it feel to have my mug all up in your face again, huh? Come on, say it!
Sho: Just what I wanted. Whenever I see your grisly face, I hear this drumroll in my head...
Sho: It goes drrrrrrrrr... Ba-dum!
Sho: Remember that penalty you gave me a thorough taste of before?
Sho: I'll make sure to return the favor a millionfold!
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 4: Adding Insult to Injury - Episode 1
The informant, pyrotechnician, and pickpocket muster all of their strength and stand in front of the guards, blocking their way and giving Sho time to escape. Not wanting his friends' efforts to go to waste, Sho gets on the cargo ship and sets sail, becoming the first person to ever escape from Supermax Juvenile Detention Island.
Brawny Guard: Graagh! You just can't... be a good boy... like everyone else, huh?
Sho: Playing the bad boy's how I roll.
Informant's Voice: Hah, just try and shoot us down! We'll show you what we're really made of!
Sho: ...!
Sho turns around to see rows of guards lined up, all with their guns aimed at his friends.
Despite their battered bodies, the three boys put their arms around one another, keeping each other on their feet as they face the guards courageously.
Sho: You guys...
Informant: Sorry, King... Think you can go on by yourself?
Sho: Are you kidding? We're getting outta here together! All of us!
Informant: That'd be ideal, but unfortunately... we're just about ready for bed... Yaaawn.
It is clear that the boys, who were hit by tranquilizers, are only barely managing to keep themselves awake with sheer willpower.
Pickpocket: Still... It's not like... we've lost.
Pyrotechnician: That's right! This is the supermax... where there's no escape... and our king is breakin' outta here tonight!
Informant: Hurry up and get off this crap island! And once you do...
Friends: Give 'em hell!
Sho: You three...
Sho: Have gotta be the coolest cats in town!
Touched by his friends' bravery, Sho finally turns his back on the battlefield and fixes his gaze on the ship's bridge.
Warden's Voice: Tell me. What do all the bad little boys get when they don't listen to Papa?
Guards: A penaltyyyy!
Sho: ...
Regardless of the sound of gunshots behind him, Sho doesn't turn back.
Holding his friends' wishes close to his heart, he continues running until he reaches the bridge and throws open the door.
Sho: Sorry for disturbing you when you're working, but I need you to get this ship up and running now. At full throttle!
Helmsman: All right, all right—keep your trousers on, boy. No need to scream in my ear.
Helmsman: I used to be a rebel myself, ya know. I can see you've got some real dependable pals there.
Sho: Yeah... Those three stooges are the greatest friends I could ever ask for.
Helmsman: Okay, buddy. You better hang on tight, 'cause you're in for a ride!
Sho: ...
That night, Sho becomes the first person ever to successfully break out of Supermax Juvenile Detention Island.
His great escape becomes a legend passed down between delinquent boys from generation to generation.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 4: Adding Insult to Injury - Episode 2
When Sho arrives back at Mysteria and sees the Destiny Nocturnes' hangout in ruins, he feels an anger building inside him. But when he sees Tsubasa and the Red Wings patrolling the streets in earnest, he throws away his self-pity and strengthens his resolve once again.
After a rocky ride on the cargo ship, Sho finally finds himself back at Mysteria.
Taking a deep breath, he tilts his head back and looks up at the night sky, basking in the light of the full moon and his freedom.
Sho: Mysteria... I did it. I came back!
Sho: (But now's not the time to celebrate.)
Sho: (Escaping the island was just the first step. My mission starts here.)
Sho: The guys back at the island are waiting for my good news. I can't let 'em down!
Sho: (Sorry, buddy, but you'll have to stick it out with me for a while longer.)
Giving his gearcycle a gentle pat, Sho starts up the engine and begins to head toward the Destiny Nocturnes' haunt.
However, upon arriving, Sho finds his squad's usual hangout completely deserted.
Sho: ...
Destiny Nocturne 1: The king has come back.
Destiny Nocturne 2: Bet you're even more famous now after spendin' time in juvie!
Destiny Nocturne 3: Hahaha! C'mon, let's get back to cruisin' the streets on our babies!
Sho: Those good old days are long gone...
Sho: I can't believe ransacking the place wasn't enough for them... They burned it down to a crisp. Those fools don't understand the spirit of being delinquents...
Sho: Hm?
Sho shifts his gaze to the ground when he notices Amazing Cigarette butts scattered all over.
Sho: ...
Sho: Not only did they cross into our territory... They couldn't even show some manners in other people's space. Unforgivable.
Sho: No one defiles my home... I'm gonna beat those disrespectful bastards into a pulp.
Holding back his rage, he bends down and begins to pick up the cigarette butts one by one.
Sho: (The breeze feels nice. This would've been the perfect night for a rally.)
Sho: That ridiculous sound... I could recognize it anywhere.
Sho quickly ducks behind a tree and hides himself in the shadows as the all-too-familiar visitors approach.
Tsubasa: ...
Killa Taiga: Man, does this feel good or what! It's been waaay too long since we've had a rally with this many of us!
Yung Rintaro: C'mon, Taiga, get your act together. This ain't a party—we're supposed to be on patrol here, remember?
Vyrn: Yeah! Are we gonna keep Mysteria safe or what?
Tsubasa: Haha, you said it.
Tsubasa: All right, boys, no slacking! Keep your eyes peeled for any clues, you hear?
Red Wings: Roger that!
The Red Wings ride on into the night, smooth and swift like a snake on a hunt for its prey.
Seeing the Red Wings under Tsubasa's command, Sho feels a sense of relief, yet also shame at what he and his squad have become.
Sho: (What am I doing here...)
Sho: (I can't just stand around feeling sorry for myself.)
Sho: Hiding in the bushes like that... What kinda king am I?
Sho: I'm gonna prove my innocence.
Sho: It's my job to stand tall and set a good example for my friends and the Destiny Nocturnes to follow!
Gazing up at the moon, Sho strengthens his resolve and decides that it's time to make a move.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 4: Adding Insult to Injury - Episode 3
Sho arrives back at his house late at night and begins to fix his gearcycle. Suddenly, he hears the sound of shattering glass and runs to the scene, where he finds his father injured and lying on the floor. Sho realizes from the familiar scent that the attack is Domon's doing. Just then, an employee at the house happens to walk in. She mistakes Sho for the culprit and hurries off to report him. With no choice but to run before the bureau catches him again, Sho leaves the scene while praying for his father's safety.
Late at night, Sho returns to his house and immediately begins repairing his precious beast.
Sho's Gearcycle: ...
Sho: Tch, it's not just the flat tire. The gears and chains are all worn-out...
Sho: Just what did those bastards do to my baby?
But despite his complaints, Sho savors this time where he can happily tend to his gearcycle again, hands covered in oil.
Sho: Heh, we're goin' big. It's about time we spouted some nice hot flames from the turbine reactor!
Sho's Gearcycle: ...!
Sho: Hyahahaha! I like the sound of that. Buddy, I'm countin' on ya.
Sho: I love you, baby.
Sho: ...!
The sudden sound of breaking glass shatters the quiet atmosphere.
Sho: It came from the study!
Sho races to the study, where he is met with a shocking sight.
The entire room is ravaged and a mess. Sho's father lies on the floor as blood trickles out from a wound on his head.
Sho: Dad!
Sho: Hey, you okay? Say something!
Sho's Father: ...
Sho: Dad, come on... Daaaad!
Sho's Father: Mrgh....
Sho: Phew...
Sho: Listen. I'm gonna go get a doctor, so hang in there, all right?
That's when Sho notices a sugary smell tickling his nose.
Sho: Wait, this smell...
Domon: Bwahahaha! You tellin' me you're too chicken to smoke a cig? Check out this Boy Scout.
Sho: Amazing Cigarette...
Sho: So Domon did this...
Helper's Voice: Eeeeek!
At the sound of a high-pitched scream, Sho spins around and sees the helper employed at his house quivering in shock.
Sho: Oh, er... A doctor. We need a doctor now.
Helper: Master Sho... Wh-what have you done...
Sho: What? It wasn't me. You think I would do this to my own dad?
Helper: D-don't... Don't come near me! Aaaah!
But the helper, aware of Sho and his father's rocky relationship, refuses to listen and runs out of the room.
Sho: Please! A doctor! At least call a doctor!
Sho: ...
Sho's Father: Augh...
Sho slowly lifts his father up and lays him down on the sofa. He grasps his father's hand tightly.
Sho: Dad...
Sho: I'm sure she's gone to report me to the bureau. They should be here soon.
Sho: So just hang in there for a while longer, okay?
Sho's Father: Ergh...
Sho: ...
Sho hesitates for a moment, unsure of whether to stay.
However, he knows that all will come to nothing if he gets caught by the bureau again. He makes a run for it and leaves the study behind, all the while praying for his father's safety.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 4: Adding Insult to Injury - Episode 4
Sho decides to aim for the root of the problem in order to prove his innocence. Together with the handful of Destiny Nocturnes who had gathered at his call, Sho tails the Amazing Cigarette dealers, eventually reaching a warehouse where he finds evidence they can use against the Wild Hooligans. However, they are soon found by the enemy and surrounded.
With his father's condition still on his mind, Sho feels an intense anger toward Domon rising inside him like the waves during a storm.
Sho: I'm gonna kill you... I'll tear you apart with my own hands!
Sho: Aaaaaah!
Riding at full speed, Sho shouts into the night sky as a tidal wave of emotions overwhelms him.
But just as he reaches the brink of losing himself, Sho comes back to his senses and forces himself to calm down, reining in his fury.
Sho: Huff, huff...
Sho: (Losing my temper would be playing right into his hands.)
Sho: (I gotta keep my cool, otherwise I won't be able to win this. That's what my friends would tell me.)
Sho: (Simply crushing Domon won't prove me innocent. If that's the case...)
Senior Investigator: From the circumstantial evidence and testimonies, you're suspected of illegal drug use, possession, and smuggling, in addition to attempted destruction of evidence by arson.
Sho: Drug dealing... Yeah, I suppose that'd go in the same category as murder.
Sho: Those damn drugs... I'll get to the bottom of it myself!
His gearcycle rockets through the streets of Mysteria, engine roaring at full volume.
Sho prays that the explosive sound of his beast will notify the members of the Destiny Nocturnes of his return.
Albeit risky, Sho knows he will need the help of his squad if he is to face the current dilemma head-on.
The king waits by himself at what is left of his gang's meeting place.
Sho: (I know my boys heard my beast and got my message.)
Sho: (But looking at the damage to this place... they must've suffered severe injuries while I wasn't here.)
Sho: (That's the reality. Asking any one of 'em for help in their condition is a pretty tall order...)
Sho smiles sadly to himself. Just then, a familiar, deafening roar reaches his ears.
Sho: I know that growl!
Although Sho's squad members were impressed into Domon's gang, they still remain loyal to their former leader.
Sho: No way... The majority of the Destiny Nocturnes should be in the hospital. But I hear so many engines...
Sho widens his eyes in surprise as ten members come riding up, far exceeding his expectations.
Sho: I know this was sudden, but I really appreciate you all comin' out here.
Sho: And... I'm sorry I was careless enough to let Domon take over like this.
Destiny Nocturne 1: Forget about that. We should've done better to hold the fort.
Destiny Nocturne 1: Actually, we all wanted to come the minute we heard you. But we got hit pretty hard in the last fight, so some of the others can't get outta bed yet...
Destiny Nocturne 2: We'll cover their share, so don't worry, King!
Sho: I owe you guys. You sure you're gonna be okay runnin' around with those wounds though?
Destiny Nocturne 2: Gyahahaha! Just spit on 'em and they'll be fine!
Noting the cold sweat on their brows, Sho is touched by his squad's bravery and spirit.
Sho: Heh, look at you lot, acting all tough... But thanks. I mean it.
Destiny Nocturne 2: Aw, come on, King! Now I feel all weird and embarrassed... Just keep your cool and tell us what to do as usual.
Sho takes a deep breath, focusing his mind once more before giving out his orders.
Sho: Someone's been passing out illegal drugs on this island, and we're gonna put a stop to it!
Sho: Whaddya say we go and crush these lame, drug-dealing pissbrains?
Destiny Nocturnes: Yeeeah!
Sho: (And once this is all over, let's ride like the wind again... together with everyone.)
The Destiny Nocturnes begin combing the back streets where delinquents and suspicious folk often gather, in search of the drug dealers.
As they continue their search, they are shocked to find out that Amazing Cigarette has, in fact, already spread all over Mysteria.
Sho: Didn't think the uptight Mysteria students were stupid enough to get involved with illegal drugs...
Destiny Nocturne 2: Once you're hooked, it's hard to get off it.
Destiny Nocturne 2: The Wild Hooligans know that, and that's why they've been offering mazig to everyone for free and spreading the stuff around.
Destiny Nocturne 2: After they've gotten everyone addicted, they're gonna start selling that stuff at jacked up prices. That's how the mafia works, I'm telling ya.
Sho: Those dirty bastards...
Destiny Nocturne 1: Hey, King.
One of the Destiny Nocturnes points toward a corner of the alley, where a dealer is seen slipping some mazig to a young delinquent.
Sho: They even have the nerve to do it so openly... The situation won't be able to reverse itself if we don't pull out the roots.
Sho: This is our chance. But before that...
Destiny Nocturne 3: ...
Sho: (The boys don't look so good. They're reaching their limit... I can't push them any further than this.)
The king feels his heart swell with pride at the courage and steadfastness of his squad members.
Still, he worries that further strain will make their unhealed wounds worse.
Sho: I'm gonna tail the dealer. We don't want him noticing us, so I'll need only a few of you guys with me.
Sho chooses two veteran members from the group and tells the others to return home first.
The three proceed to follow the drug dealer with bated breath.
Sho and company trail after the dealer until they arrive at a gigantic warehouse, located at a port where cargo ships come and go.
Sho: How did a single gang like the Wild Hooligans manage to make a place as big as this their haunt?
Destiny Nocturne 1: Yeah. Even with a thousand people, the power they've got over Mysteria is crazy. Probably all thanks to mazig.
Sho: Makes me sick.
Destiny Nocturne 2: Damn right! C'mon, King. Let's blow this place up once and for all!
Sho: Cool down. First we need to find clear evidence connecting this place to Domon. It'll mean nothing if we can't get to the roots.
Destiny Nocturne 2: Fiiine.
Destiny Nocturne 1: King, the dealer's coming back out!
Having replenished his supply of Amazing Cigarette, the dealer hums a tune as he exits the warehouse and begins to head back to town.
Sho and the others make sure the dealer is gone before running to the warehouse door. After successfully picking the lock, the boys slip in quietly.
It takes time for the boys' eyes to adjust to the dim interior of the warehouse.
Sho: It's so dark in here, I can hardly make out a thing... But this disgustingly sweet smell means we've hit the jackpot. It's definitely mazig in here.
They begin scouring the warehouse for where the smell is strongest until they reach a mountain of wooden crates.
They open one of the crates to find it packed with cartons and cartons of Amazing Cigarette.
Sho: Bingo.
Destiny Nocturne 2: King, there's a bunch of Mysteria student uniforms in this box.
Destiny Nocturne 1: Hm, there's a note here... What the! King, take a look at this!
The note outlines the enemy's plans on what to say to frame Sho for their crimes, such as insisting that "Domon" was a nickname for Sho.
The information written on the note is exactly how the Mysteria students testified to the Skydom Bureau of Investigation when Sho was arrested.
Sho: I was worried the uniforms wouldn't be enough, but if we have this note...
Destiny Nocturne 1: Think you'll be in the clear with these, King?
Sho: Yeah, this is excellent. Thank you very much.
Destiny Nocturne 1: D'aww, don't sweat it. You're makin' me blush here. It's not every day you get words of appreciation from the king...
Sho: I hate to ask you guys this, but think you can report this to the Skydom Bureau of Investigation?
Sho: Once my name's cleared, we'll go and destroy those Wild Hooligan scumbags for good!
Destiny Nocturnes: Yeah!
Domon's Voice: I thought I smelled somethin' rotten. Sure enough, it's a bunch of dungheads spewin' crap as usual.
Sho: ...!
Domon: So, tell me... Just what the hell are you doin' here, Sho!
Sho: Domon!
Sho and company look around and find themselves surrounded by the Wild Hooligans with no way out.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 5: Devious Domon - Episode 1
Though Sho and company do their best to fight against the Wild Hooligans, they are overwhelmingly outnumbered and defeated. Domon sneers at Sho and tells him that he plans to take over Mysteria by crushing Tsubasa, the head of the Red Wings, as well.
Domon: What do we have here? Don't tell me you somehow managed to break outta Supermax?
Sho: ...
Domon: Holy... you actually did. Well, I gotta hand it to ya, Sho. But I think it's 'bout time I took you back to the bureau.
Domon: With criminals like you runnin' around, us common folk won't be able to live our lives in peace, ya know?
Sho: If you think I'm gonna fall for your traps again, think again, buttmunch!
Sho: This is between you and me, Domon!
Domon: Puh-leeease. Are we gonna sit down for tea and come to a gentlemen's agreement?
Domon: You think I'm gonna say yes to a one-on-one with you here? And just what would I get outta that?
Sho: Scared?
Domon: Wha? You're the one runnin' with your measly tail between your legs. You think you can take me and my boys on with just three people?
Sho: What do you guys think?
Destiny Nocturne 1: Talking isn't gonna get us anywhere. Let's finish 'em off once and for all!
Destiny Nocturne 2: Yeah! We'll pound 'em into rotten patties!
Sho: Heh, that's the spirit, boys.
Sho: Looks like we've got no choice but to fight. But if you find yourself near the exit, make a run for it, you hear?
Sho: If just one of us makes it out, we can tip off the bureau and put an end to this for good.
The three exchange looks and silently wish each other luck.
Sho: Go! It's heaven's night!
Domon: Let's shove these bastards into their graves where they belooong!
And so the feud begins.
Sho: Hraaaah!
Wild Hooligan 1: Ergh!
Destiny Nocturne 1: Take this, turdface!
Wild Hooligan 2: Oof...
Destiny Nocturne 2: Haaaah!
Wild Hooligan 3: Gragh...
The Destiny Nocturnes put up a fierce fight, their energy palpable.
However, the sheer number of their enemies is overwhelming.
Wild Hooligans: Hrrrraaaah!
Sho: Tch!
Domon: Bwahahaha! Kill 'em! Kill 'eeeem!
Despite their superior fighting abilities, Sho and company eventually find themselves beaten by their myriad of opponents, crumpling to the floor like rags.
Sho: Ergh... Damn it!
Domon: A two-year-old could've seen this comin'. From the beginning, there was no way you'd win against us.
Sho: Heh. Unlike you, I don't think about losing before I do things.
Domon: Sigh... You really talk too much. Ya know why it didn't occur to you? 'Cause you got no imagination, birdbrain!
Sho: Gwaah!
Domon kicks Sho in the face as he would a ball, sending his rival flying into the corner of the warehouse.
Domon: Heh, heh heh... Bwahahaha! You look absolutely miserable, Sho!
Domon: You tried, but... 'fraid this is the end of Mysteria. It's mine now.
Domon: Well, at least half of it is.
Domon: From what I hear, Tsubasa of the Red Wings seems to be back in town.
Sho: Stop it... Don't you dare get that guy involved.
Domon: Aww, but I wanna crush him too. He'd be a nice addition to my collection, don'tcha think? I think I'll put him right next to you.
Sho: Domon!
Domon: Stop glarin' at me like that, it tickles.
Tie him up, boys. Make sure it's reeeal tight.
Tie him up, boys. Make sure it's reeeal tight.
Wild Hooligan 1: Yes, Boss!
Domon grins ominously as he gets ready to take over the other half of Mysteria by hunting the leader of the Red Wings.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 5: Devious Domon - Episode 2
The Mysteria school board is informed of Sho's escape from Supermax by the Skydom Bureau of Investigation. The school board members suspect Sho to be the culprit behind his father's attack, but Elmott says they should trust their student until the situation becomes clear. The crew decide to look for Sho and ask him for his side of the story when they hear a ruckus coming from the front gates.
Meanwhile, an emergency meeting between the Skydom Bureau of Investigation and Mysteria's school board is taking place at another location.
Senior Investigator: Last night, we received a report that one of the students at your school, Sho, has escaped from Supermax Juvenile Detention Island.
Elmott: Escaped, huh?
Board Member 1: But how did this happen? Doesn't the supermax facility boast itself to be a strict and heavily guarded institution?
Senior Investigator: I'm afraid we don't have all the details, but it seems he conspired with several other boys, though he was the only one who succeeded in making it out.
Board Member 1: Then he has to be captured immediately and sent back to the facility!
Young Investigator: Of course, that is our plan. If you find out any further information, we would appreciate it if you could notify us immediately.
Board Member 1: We certainly will! It's come to my attention that he even assaulted his own father after escaping. How utterly terrible!
Ms. Miranda: Um, about that... Are we sure that Sho was the one who attacked his father?
Board Member 2: Everyone knows Sho and his father never got along well, which means there's no doubt about it! Who else but Sho would do something like that?
Mr. Bertrand: ...
Elmott: This is BS. What do you think, Mr. Bertrand?
Mr. Bertrand: It's regrettable that we can only learn about the situation through rumors.
Elmott: Hey, it's not like everything's your fault. You did what you could.
Elmott: Besides, you believe in Sho, don't you?
Mr. Bertrand: Of course I do. Sho and the other students in the remedial class were making considerable effort in their studies compared to before.
Mr. Bertrand: If only we had noticed the trouble between our students and the students from other schools... we may have been able to do something.
Elmott: They have another world they're living in. And in that world, they'd never choose to depend on their teachers.
Board Member 1: In any case, the savage must be apprehended as soon as possible!
Elmott: Now hold on. Let's calm down here and think for a second.
Elmott: Don't you think it's strange that everything points to Sho?
Board Member 1: Well, I wouldn't know how the brain of a wild beast works, so he could be capable of anything!
Elmott: From my personal experience, he's a pretty reasonable guy.
Elmott: He'd do time in juvie if he knew he deserved it. But the fact that he ran points to extenuating circumstances.
Elmott: A teacher who looks down on their own students and judges them without hearing the full story first sounds pretty messed up to me.
Board Member 1: ...
Elmott: Investigators. There's no clear evidence that Sho's the perpetrator, is there?
Senior Investigator: No, there isn't.
Elmott: I thought as much—otherwise, you'd be on his case instead of dawdling here at the school. So, what exactly did you come here to talk about?
Senior Investigator: Because Sho's father was attacked from behind, he was unable to get a good look at the culprit's face.
Elmott: Okay, so not the face. But?
Senior Investigator: But two things he did notice were a sugary smell, and that the culprit was wearing a Mysteria uniform.
Elmott: I see. You wanted to keep those particular details on the down low.
Elmott: You suspect any student from Mysteria could be responsible for the crime.
Senior Investigator: Hm. To be honest, we're quite bewildered by the situation as well. That's why we thought to organize a meeting with all of you.
Senior Investigator: You see, Sho's father also believes that the culprit isn't Sho, but someone else.
Sho's Father: I know my son's caused a lot of trouble for everyone in the past.
Sho's Father: As you said, our relationship wasn't good before. We both had our grudges and hardly acted like family.
Sho's Father: But when I heard that Sho had been taken to Supermax Juvenile Detention Island, I decided to visit him.
Sho's Father: That's where we opened up and had a heart-to-heart talk. How should I put it...
Sho's Father: Our relationship might have been rocky for a long time... but I feel like that talk showed us a brighter future and moved us in a good direction as father and son.
Senior Investigator: That's why there's no motive for Sho to attack him, or so his father claims.
Elmott: Well, well.
Senior Investigator: Not only that. He's certain that Sho has nothing to do with the illegal drugs either.
Elmott: Heh. Who would've thought that the man would put so much confidence in his son?
Senior Investigator: In any case, the only way to find out more about the situation is to ask Sho himself.
Senior Investigator: Whatever the reason, breaking out of the facility is a serious crime.
Elmott: All right. As the teacher responsible for the kids in the remedial class, I'll go look for Sho myself.
Lyria: We'll help too! Won't we, (Captain)?
(Captain) gives a reassuring nod.
Elmott: Thanks, Lyria. (Captain).
Mr. Bertrand: We'll be counting on you then, Elmott.
Ms. Miranda: If there's anything I can do, just let me know, okay?
Elmott: Leave it to me. After all, it's my job to keep a close eye on all my cute students until they get sick of me.
Elmott: It might be a while till the situation becomes clear, but let's keep believing in our students until then.
Elmott brings the meeting to a close without giving the Mysteria school board members a chance to protest.
The bureau investigators nod, satisfied that they can receive full cooperation from the Mysteria Academy of Magic.
Just then...
Domon's Voice: Hah, are you friggin' pulling my leg? With a moron like you here, this place's gotta be trash. Am I right or am I right?
Vyrn's Voice: Say that again, punk! You don't just barge into other people's schools and make a scene!
Hearing angry voices from the front gate of the school, (Captain) and the others hurry outside to see what the commotion is.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 5: Devious Domon - Episode 3
The Wild Hooligans and Red Wings glare at each other in the academy's courtyard. Domon gives the Red Wings a choice: join them, or fight them. Knowing that defeating Domon in a fight here will not solve anything, Tsubasa suppresses his anger despite Domon's provocation. Soon, the SBI, Elmott, and company arrive at the courtyard and break up the unwanted gathering.
Tsubasa: Down, boy. No need to bark so loud—I could probably hear ya from islands away.
Domon: Then say somethin', dumbass. Thought you mighta been sleepin' on your feet.
The Red Wings and Wild Hooligans stand in the middle of the school's courtyard, glaring at each other.
The air is tense, as if the slightest movement could spark an intense battle.
Tsubasa: (I didn't think they'd actually have the guts to come all the way here.)
Tsubasa: (Man, this punk really gets on my nerves...)
Domon: Yo, what's the deal with the rags, Tsubasa? You call that fashion?
Tsubasa: ...!
Vyrn: (Is Tsubasa gonna be okay? He looks like he's about to blow up...)
Tsubasa: G-grr...
A few hours earlier, before Domon showed up at Mysteria.
Tsubasa: Listen up, guys. We can't wrap it up this time by just knockin' out the head of the gang like we usually do.
Vyrn: You wanna see whether this Domon fella's the one who framed Sho, right?
Tsubasa: Basically.
Killa Taiga: Can't we skip all the boring stuff and punch a confession out of 'im?
Yung Rintaro: Even if he talks after a few blows, who knows if he'll stick to his story? What if he goes and stabs us in the back after?
Killa Taiga: Oh yeah, that sounds like somethin' a dirtbag like him would do.
Vyrn: So any other ideas on what we should do?
Tsubasa: You know what they say—pride comes before a fall. I'll do the talkin', so you guys just chill when the time comes.
Tsubasa: I gotta keep calm if we're gonna get him to do what we want him to do.
Vyrn: (I mean, that's what he said earlier, but...)
Tsubasa: ...
Vyrn: (I'm not sure this is gonna work...)
Killa Taiga: (It's not workin'...)
Yung Rintaro: (Nope, not gonna work...)
Domon: What's the matter, Tsubasa? 'Fraid you're gonna piss yourself? Or are ya too constipated to get anythin' out?
Wild Hooligans: Bwahahaha!
Tsubasa: You punks think it's cool to drag people down?
Tsubasa: A punch right in the head should do it...
Tsubasa: Haaaah!
Tsubasa lets out a roar and raises his fist, driving it straight into his own face.
Tsubasa: Ow... Maaan, that stings!
Domon: What...
Vyrn: In...
Killa Taiga: The...
Yung Rintaro: Skies?
Both the Red Wings and Wild Hooligans are taken aback by Tsubasa's unexpected behavior.
Tsubasa: Wheeew....
Vyrn: Haha... Tsubasa's really standin' his ground, huh?
Yung Rintaro: Yeah. Who woulda thought of punchin' himself to let off steam? Mad props, dude.
Killa Taiga: So that was his idea of stayin' cool?
Tsubasa: I hear you lot've been stealing pants from our guys at Mysteria.
Tsubasa: Think you can give 'em back? The guys put a lotta thought into making their pants their own. They're important stuff.
Domon: They're spoils of war. Privilege of winnin' a fight, ya know? You don't give that stuff back.
Tsubasa: It's not like you're gonna wear 'em, right?
Domon: Not your business whether we're gonna wear 'em or not. If they're so important, why don't ya try and take 'em back from us, eh?
The two lean forward threateningly until their foreheads bump, staring each other down without so much as a blink.
Tsubasa: Yo, you reek of rotten sugar.
Tsubasa: Don't tell me you can't stand up for yourself if you're not smoking that crap.
Domon: Wha?
Tsubasa: Mazig gets you high or whatever, right? The ingredients in it help you feel good about yourself so you can act all tough.
Domon: Heh.
Tsubasa: But in reality, you're just a wuss who can't even talk without a smoke. Am I right, loser?
Domon: Bwahahaha! You wanna know where this nice smell's from? It's comin' from the pheromones of a real man, that's where.
Domon: That's how all these boys know who's boss around here.
Tsubasa: Tch.
Tsubasa: (Talking won't work. He'll run circles around you with his tongue.)
Domon: So, you gonna agree to join us, or are you here to get beat up?
Domon: You better say somethin' fast, or I might hafta bash it outta ya.
Tsubasa: (A fight between us won't solve anything.)
Despite Domon's scornful attitude, Tsubasa clenches his fists and holds in his anger.
Tsubasa: All you care about is being the boss and getting people to do what you want... But all of that is bull.
Tsubasa: There's a lot more out there than just sitting on a lame throne, you know.
Domon: Heh. I was expectin' more from ya, but you're a major letdown. Just like Sho.
Tsubasa: Yo. What d'you mean by that?
Domon: Whooo knows?
Tsubasa reaches out and grabs Domon by the collar, the veins on his temple bulging.
Tsubasa: You little...
Lyria's Voice: Tsubasa!
Tsubasa: You're all here...
Catching sight of Lyria, (Captain), and Elmott, Tsubasa comes back to his senses.
Tsubasa: I think you should leave before you get into some real trouble.
Domon: Trouble?
Sure enough, members of the Mysteria school board and the Skydom Bureau of Investigation begin to gather in the courtyard.
Board Member 1: What is the meaning of this! Causing trouble already? Didn't studying abroad teach you anything?
Tsubasa: ...
Vyrn: Hey, it's those guys that barged right in without an invitation! This isn't Tsubasa's fault!
Board Member 1: That's what happens when you have someone so uncivilized. Look at all of these delinquents gathering at our school!
Vyrn: Uncivilized? Is that how you treat your students around here? That's seriously messed up!
Tsubasa: Thanks, Vyrn.
Tsubasa: It's okay, buddy. Nothing we say right now's gonna make a difference. Why don't we leave the rest to Blazing Teach?
Elmott: Hah. Look at you, making good use of maturity for once.
Elmott: But you made the right decision. Leave this to me.
Board Member 2: It's just as we thought. These boys are a terrible influence on other students!
Elmott: All right, everyone. We've got a reputation to uphold, remember?
Elmott: Bickering at the front gates like this is going to leave a bad impression on people.
Elmott: Besides, the fact that our boys here managed to hold their temper is a sign that they've come a long way.
Together with Mr. Bertrand and Ms. Miranda, Elmott ushers the school board members back to the staff room.
Elmott: I'll leave the rest to you, investigators.
Senior Investigator: Very well...
Young Investigator: Okay! Break it up, break it up! Any more trouble and you'll be dealing with the Skydom Bureau of Investigation!
Domon: Hmph, you got lucky this time. But mark my words—Mysteria is ours. And that means you, Tsubasa, need to get outta our way.
Domon: If we can't have an open war, there're other methods to get what we want. I'll see ya around, yeah?
Tsubasa: Tch. He really knows how to get under your skin.
Young Investigator: You kids too! It's time to go home!
Tsubasa: All right... Yes, sir.
Lyria: Tsubasa, you were great back there! You didn't let it break out into a fight!
Tsubasa: Haha, didn't think I'd get a gold star just for not gettin' myself into a fight.
Tsubasa: I know people often see us and get the wrong message, but... we just wanna ride with our buddies, you know?
Seeing Tsubasa's clouded expression, Vyrn tries to cheer him up by raising a fist in the air.
Vyrn: Come on, guys! No time for mopin' around!
Vyrn: A ride down the streets with our beasts should turn those frowns upside down in no time!
Tsubasa: Heh, can't argue with that.
Vyrn: What're we waitin' for? Let's go!
Red Wings: Yeah!
Lyria looks over at Vyrn as he goes to get his gearcycle.
Lyria: It seems Vyrn's become even more of a delinquent.
Choose: Ah, the peak of youth!
Lyria: The peak... of youth? Is that different from going through a rebellious phase?
Unsure of how to answer Lyria's question, (Captain) trails after Mr. Bertrand and Ms. Miranda in hopes of asking for their help.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 5: Devious Domon - Episode 4
Domon sets up a trap by attacking a member of the school board and leading the Red Wings to the location. Tsubasa and company are caught at the scene and taken away by the bureau. Though there were no direct witnesses, reports say the culprit was wearing a Mysteria school uniform. Elmott reminds the investigators that since students have been having their uniforms stolen by the Wild Hooligans, anyone could be wearing a Mysteria uniform. The situation, however, remains at a standstill.
Domon: Wheeew... Ahh, mazig just hits the spot.
As Domon is enjoying a smoke, Wild Hooligans dressed in Mysteria uniforms gather around him.
Domon: Welcome back, boys.
Wild Hooligan 1: Preparations are complete.
Domon: Good. What're the Red Wings up to now?
Wild Hooligan 2: They're riding around the area in search of us.
Domon: Then we'll move accordin' to plan and drive Tsubasa into a corner.
Domon: I hope he likes traps 'cause he's about to get served one—on the house.
Wild Hooligans: Yes, Boss!
Tsubasa: You're not gettin' away, Domooon!
Domon: Bwahahaha! Look at him tryna catch up to us! You don't getta see that look on his face every day.
Tsubasa: Stay alert! Don't let him do you in, you hear?
Killa Taiga: Ya don't hafta tell me twice! He's gonna regret tryin' to outrun us on pure speed, hah!
Yung Rintaro: Let's bust their haunt and get ourselves some hard evidence!
Tsubasa: Vyrn! You hangin' in there?
Vyrn: Who do ya think I am? I'll show 'em some real speed!
Wild Hooligan 1: Boss! The pipsqueak's accelerating like mad... He's gaining on us!
Domon: Pipsqueak?
Domon: Wh-what the... What's with that lizard's speed?
Vyrn: Hraaaah! Here I cooome!
Domon: If we can't beat 'em at speed... let's change routes and have 'em follow us!
The Wild Hooligans hurtle into the town area, skillfully drifting their gearcycles down the streets.
Tsubasa: Oho, switching gears, are we? Well, we can handle our beasts better than that.
Tsubasa: Get a load of this!
Tsubasa and the Red Wings follow the Wild Hooligans into town, dexterously drifting through the narrow streets.
Nothing proves to be too difficult of an obstacle for the Red Wings as they zip through town, perfectly attuned with their beasts.
Tsubasa: Stop right there, Domon!
Domon: And they don't have a clue that all of this is a trap. What a bunch of doofuses...
Woman's Voice: Eeeek!
Tsubasa: ...! Stooop!
Just as the Red Wings are catching up to the Wild Hooligans, Tsubasa hears a shriek coming from somewhere nearby.
Vyrn: ...!
Killa Taiga: Somethin' wrong?
Tsubasa: Did you just hear a scream?
Yung Rintaro: I did! I think it came from that house over there!
Tsubasa: Do you think someone got attacked? Damn it... We'll leave Domon for later. Let's go check up on the lady first!
At Tsubasa's command, the Red Wings turn their beasts around and head toward the house where they heard the cry from.
The gang arrives at the house and runs to the door.
They open it to find a woman unconscious on the floor, blood oozing from a wound on her head.
Board Member: ...
Tsubasa: The lady from the school board! Hey, you okay? Hang in there!
Vyrn: Someone call for a doctor!
Killa Taiga: Sniff, sniff... Hm? Do you smell that? Something sweet in the air.
Yung Rintaro: Tsubasa! Tsubasa! The guys from the bureau are heading this way!
Tsubasa: That's good. She needs medical attention immediately...
Tsubasa: Wait a second. Something's not right here.
Domon: Perfect timing! The bureau always knows when to show up, don't they?
Domon: No matter what the culprits say, once they're caught at the scene, they're finished.
Domon: Mysteria's so-called "bad boys" play the nice guys every single time—and that's what's gonna bring 'em down! Bwahahaha!
Falling right into Domon's trap, Tsubasa and company find themselves apprehended as soon as the bureau arrives on the scene.
Elmott: And what did my students say?
Young Investigator: They insist that they have nothing to do with it. We don't have any conclusive evidence against them either, but we did catch them on-scene.
Elmott: How's the board member's condition?
Young Investigator: Fortunately, her condition's stabilized. However, she's quite worried that she'll get assaulted again as a form of retaliation.
Elmott: Retaliation? Does that mean she has an idea of who the culprit might be?
Young Investigator: She seems to be convinced that Tsubasa and the others are the culprits... but, like I said, there isn't any concrete proof on that yet.
Young Investigator: It's the same as the incident with Sho's father. The only things she noticed were...
Elmott: The Mysteria school uniform, and a sweet smell.
Young Investigator: Right...
Elmott: Let's be honest here. You're in a bind, aren't you?
Young Investigator: ...
Elmott: Neither Sho's father nor the school board member saw the culprit's face. There were no direct witnesses either, were there?
The young investigator shifts uncomfortably as Elmott presses him for an answer. The senior investigator standing nearby finally steps in.
Senior Investigator: Mr. Elmott. Let my colleague off the hook for now, will you?
Elmott: Ah, sorry about that. I get a little heated when it comes to my students, you see.
Senior Investigator: Why don't you go take a break over there?
The young investigator nods sheepishly and retires to a corner of the room.
Senior Investigator: Well, it's basically as you said, Mr. Elmott.
Senior Investigator: We did catch Tsubasa, Vyrn, and the other boys on-scene, but at the moment, they are only serving as material witnesses for now.
Elmott: For now, huh...
Senior Investigator: In any case, right now, locating Sho after his escape from Supermax is our top priority.
Senior Investigator: If we can't hear it from him directly, our investigation is at a dead-end.
Elmott: I understand where you're coming from, but there's one thing I'd like to clarify.
Elmott: You're aware that delinquent students from other schools in the area as well have been participating in something called a pants raid, are you not?
Senior Investigator: Yes, of course.
Elmott: So you realize, with a large number of students falling victim to this raid, practically anyone can put on a Mysteria uniform and pretend to be a student from our school.
Senior Investigator: You're right... Still, without details on the culprit's motive and the appropriate circumstantial evidence, I'm afraid we can't let them go just yet.
Senior Investigator: I hope you understand.
The senior investigator bows in apology and exits the room without further explanation, leaving Elmott and (Captain) uneasy about the situation.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 6: Delinquency - Episode 1
Trapped and bound in the warehouse, Sho uses fire magic to burn off the ropes around his hands. Prompted by his fellow squad members, Sho leaves the warehouse alone and heads for the Mysteria Academy of Magic. When he reaches the school, he asks (Captain) and the others to take the bureau to the Wild Hooligans' base. Meanwhile, Sho intends to return to the warehouse himself to settle the score with Domon.
Meanwhile, Sho and his two squad members are bound and confined in a warehouse at the port.
Destiny Nocturne 2: Urnnngh!
Destiny Nocturne 2: Damn it... They really went out of their way to tighten these ropes.
Sho: Guess it's time for our last resort.
Sho: Whew... Haaah!
Destiny Nocturne 1: Wait, are you trying to burn the ropes off? You're gonna burn your own hands in the process!
Sho: Shut up!
Sho: If exposing those bastards and their filthy crimes means burning off my own hands, then so be it.
Destiny Nocturnes: King...
With his fire magic, Sho continues to melt the ropes binding his hands together.
Sho: Erk... Aaaaugh!
Sho: Pant, pant...
Destiny Nocturne 2: Your hands... Those burns look bad.
Sho: Hang on a second. I'm gonna get those ropes off you guys.
Sho: Augh... Damn, this stings like hell!
Sho begins to work at his friends' ropes, but the pain from the burns on his hands slows him down.
Destiny Nocturne 1: King, your injuries are gonna get worse! Don't worry about us. Get outta here and save yourself!
Sho: No way in hell am I leaving without you guys! Who knows what Domon and his gang will do to you?
Destiny Nocturne 2: King! It's fine! We're ready for whatever comes!
Destiny Nocturne 1: You said it yourself—we just need one person to get out and set things right. And that's gonna be you, King!
Sho: ...
Destiny Nocturne 1: It's time to set things straight. Do it for the rest of us.
Sho: Compared to breaking out of Supermax... this'll be a piece of cake.
Sho gives a resigned smile before craning his neck to look at the ventilation fan located above them.
He walks over to a stack of wooden crates nearby and begins to climb.
Sho manages to slip out of the warehouse. Despite the exhaustion running through his body, he pushes on in the rain, making his way back to the Mysteria Academy of Magic.
Sho: (I doubt the bureau's gonna listen to what I have to say...)
Sho: (And there's my dad's incident too. If I get caught, we're all done for. That leaves us with...)
As Sho considers his options, Tsubasa's face comes to mind.
Sho: Tsubasa... I hope that idiot hasn't fallen for any of Domon's dirty tricks.
Sho: (I guess the only people we can depend on now are Mr. Bertrand and Ms. Miranda...)
Sho: (But the school's already in a ton of trouble with everything that's happened up until now. I can't make things any more difficult for them.)
Sho: Pant, pant... Ugh...
His knees buckle from fatigue, and Sho tumbles headfirst into a puddle.
Sho: Ergh...
Sho: (Haha... I'm so pathetic.)
Sho: (I'm not a king. I'm far from the top. I'm losing this war here...)
Sho: (Getting myself framed and having friends sacrifice themselves to save me... I'm nothing but trash.)
Sho: (Here I am, acting like I'm the boss of everything... when it's everyone else around me that's keeping things going!)
Sho: Haha... Hyaaahahaha!
Sho: What was I thinking? I've got no choice but to drag other people in.
Sho: I'll throw away what little pride I have left if that's what it takes!
Planting a firm foot on the ground, he pushes himself back up, new resolve apparent on his face.
Sho: (I've come this far. No matter what happens, I have to prove my innocence...)
Sho: (And put a stop to Domon and the Wild Hooligans' crimes, once and for all!)
Sho drags himself forward in the midst of the heavy rain, determined to complete his mission.
His mind is sharp, focused on reaching his destination: the Mysteria Academy of Magic.
Just as the storm begins to die down, Sho arrives at the gates of the academy.
Sho: (Never thought I'd be this glad to go to school...)
Sho: Pant, pant... That's... Blazing Teach and... those kids in Tsubasa's...
Lyria: Look, someone's at the front gate! Is that...
Elmott: Heh. Who would've thought that we'd scour the town for our delinquent friend... only to find him at school?
Lyria: Oh no! He looks really hurt!
Elmott: Geez, what'd he do? Try to wrestle a bear?
(Captain) and company immediately run to the front gates where Sho has fallen to his knees.
Lyria: Sho! Are you all right?
Sho: Don't worry about me... Tsubasa... Where's Tsubasa?
Lyria: Actually, Tsubasa just got taken away by some people from the Skydom Bureau of Investigation...
Sho: So Domon got him too...
Sho: That numbskull!
Elmott: Take it easy there, hothead. We need to get you patched up first.
Sho: Haha... Worried about me, Teach? Touching, but I ain't worth it.
Lyria: It's not just Elmott. The teachers at Mysteria, Tsubasa, and everyone... They've all been really worried about you!
Sho: ...!
Lyria: As have we...
Sho: Oh... Sorry about that.
Elmott: What's this? I don't remember you being so meek. It's giving me the creeps.
Sho: Blazing Teach. (Captain). And you, girl...
Sho: I know it's not my place to ask, but... will you please help me?
Sho lowers his head in a bow as he makes his request.
This is the first time Sho has ever humbled himself to ask someone else for help.
Elmott: Oho...
Lyria: Oh, no, you don't have to do that! We'd be glad to do what we can to help! Right, (Captain)?
Sho: Thanks...
Elmott: By the way...
Elmott: We're also received news that your dad's condition has stabilized, so don't worry.
Sho: I see...
Seeing the faint tears in Sho's eyes, Elmott notes just how much his student has changed since the last time they met.
Elmott: We should get you to the nurse's office, Sho. We can talk there.
Sho: No, there's no time. Let me talk here.
Elmott: Are you kidding me? Look at those burns on your hands, kid.
Sho: They're fine! They don't hurt one bit! So just hear me out!
Elmott: For heaven's sake...
Elmott: Fine, you're the only one who knows the whole story behind what's happening. Tell me—how do you want us to help?
Sho: I know the school's been through a lot with everything that's happened... but I just wanna say that I haven't done squat.
Sho: I broke outta Supermax so I can crush Domon for framing me, and put a stop to all the crimes he's committing.
Elmott: So you're saying everything you've done up until now has been for good reason.
Sho: Yeah, as good as it can get. Anyway, my squad and I managed to locate Domon's haunt, and that's where we found this.
Sho hands Elmott the note he took from the warehouse.
Elmott: Hm. Notes outlining their plans, huh? But unfortunately, this won't be enough to prove their guilt.
Sho: We also found a large amount of mazig and Mysteria school uniforms packed in wooden crates at a warehouse by the port.
Sho: Do you think you can turn in the note and the drugs at the warehouse... and convince the bureau to get on the case?
Elmott: Heh. Yeah, I suppose if you tried to make the delivery, you'd just get thrown back into juvie pronto.
Elmott: All right, leave it to us. We'll find a way to drag the bureau in the right direction.
Elmott: What are you planning to do after this, Sho?
Sho: My buddies are still trapped in the warehouse. I gotta get back there and free 'em.
Elmott: Hold up. Wait until we've talked things over with the bureau—
Sho: We don't have time! They need to be outta there before anyone else gets 'em!
Elmott: Don't tell me you're planning on going by yourself...
Lyria: You can't! You'd be fighting against so many people!
Sho: Look, I know you guys helped me out a lot, so it's not really my place to say this.
Sho: Still, it has to be me... I have to be the one to do it.
Sho: As king, I can't let my friends down.
Sho: God knows what's gonna happen... but I gotta try.
Sho: So after I settle things with Domon, I'll leave the rest... to all of you.
Elmott: Sigh. You're not gonna listen no matter what I say, are you?
Sho: If I get caught, I'll just break out again. Trouble between squads can only be dealt with by squad members. That's what it means to live the delinquent life.
Lyria: If that's the case... you'll at least need first aid treatment before you go!
Lyria: Please, I need your help.
Lyria releases a warm light that envelops Sho's hands, curing his burns.
Sho: This feels good... Thanks.
Lyria: Be careful out there, okay?
Sho is about to run back to the warehouse when he remembers something. He turns back to face (Captain) and company.
Sho: Oh, I've got a genius idea. Hear me out, will ya?
Elmott: Sure, I'm all ears. I'll even award some extra credit if what you say keeps me interested.
Sho explains his plan to the others. When he finishes, he once again heads back to the port where his friends await his rescue.
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 6: Delinquency - Episode 2
At the warehouse, the Wild Hooligans are in high spirits at having successfully framed Tsubasa and the Red Wings. Domon tries to pry Sho's location from the captive Destiny Nocturnes with violence. Just then, a battered Sho appears at the door and challenges Domon to a fight. Domon accepts and attacks Sho together with the members of his gang.
Domon: Bwahahaha! Now that Mysteria's lost its top dogs, it won't be long till we knock out the small fry and take over for good.
Wild Hooligan 1: Now there won't be anyone gettin' in your way, Boss! You're king o' the delinquents!
Domon: All right, then I guess we gotta get ourselves ready to rule the place.
Domon: Whaddya say we have a party, boys? Let's drink till we drooop!
Wild Hooligan 2: C'mon, Boss! We're all minors here!
Domon: Whoops, almost forgot! Bwahahaha!
With everything having gone according to plan, the Wild Hooligans are in high spirits.
Meanwhile, the two Destiny Nocturne captives lie in the corner of the warehouse, battered and bruised.
Domon: Yo, so what's the deal over there? Didja get the dillholes to talk?
Wild Hooligan 3: They just won't spill it no matter what we do to 'em... I don't get it.
Domon: You gotta get 'em in the nose, I tell ya. Here, lemme show ya how it's done. Stick a pen in each nostril...
Domon: And then... you shove their face into the ground, niiice and haaard!
Destiny Nocturne 1: Aaaaugh!
Blood spurts out from his nose before the Destiny Nocturne faints from the pain. Domon laughs hysterically, clutching his stomach.
Domon: Bwahahaha! Now that his nostrils are wide open, that should make it easier to breathe. Am I a nice guy or what?
Domon: Aaand same for the other twerp... Hehehe.
The Wild Hooligans watch silently, choking back bile as Domon continues his torture gleefully.
Domon: Bwahahaha! What's next after the nose? Should we go for the ears too?
Domon: If ya wanna keep your hearing, now would be a good time to tell me where Sho is!
Destiny Nocturne 2: I told you... I don't know...
Domon: Sigh... What's the point of stayin' loyal to that loser? He's the one who ditched you first.
Domon: Well, fine. I've got a thousand guys under me anyway—we'll comb the streets and drive 'im out eventually!
Domon: Hey, who's in charge of watchin' over the warehouse? Make sure you've got a Mysteria uniform on so we can dump all the dirt on their students if anythin' happens.
Domon: The rest of ya are comin' with me to find Sho!
Wild Hooligans: Yes, Boss!
???: Haaaah!
They hear a fierce shout from outside. The iron door of the warehouse begins to shake as something pounds on it again and again.
Domon: What the hell? Quit the hammerin', it's drivin' me crazy!
Domon: Open it up, boys!
The Wild Hooligans slowly open the heavy door to reveal Sho, racked with injuries but standing firm in the doorway.
Sho: Looking for me?
Destiny Nocturne 1: King...
Destiny Nocturne 2: Why did you come back!
Sho: Hey... What's with all that blood?
Sho's eyes travel from his squad members' noses to the large amounts of blood trickling from them. A vein on his temple bulges as he feels his rage building inside.
Sho: Domon... You bastard...
Domon: Oh, Shoooo. Where've ya been?
Domon: Not gonna outrun the bureau with that banged-up body, ya know.
Domon: Oh yeah, I wanted to ask—is your little friend Tsubasa kind of a nitwit? Ya know, like, thick in the head?
Domon: He fell right into our trap, you see... It was so easy I almost couldn't believe it.
Sho: Sigh... Give me a break.
Domon: What'd you say?
Sho: Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah... Seriously, do you ever shut up?
Sho: You think you can fight for the top just by arguing with me?
Sho: Come on, Mr. All-Talk-No-Walk. Quit your yapping and give me all you've got.
Domon: Fine, you asked for it!
Domon: Let's give it to 'im, boooys!
Wild Hooligans: Yeeeeah!
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 6: Delinquency - Episode 3
Despite getting beaten over and over again, Sho continues to get back up on his feet. Just as the Wild Hooligans begin to quiver at Sho's unwavering determination, Tsubasa and the Red Wings show up in their formal wear, ready to back up their allies. Sho, Tsubasa, and Domon stand firm as they prepare for a final showdown.
It's the Wild Hooligans against Sho.
It is soon clear that Sho is like a sapling standing up to a tidal wave.
Wild Hooligan 1: Hah!
Wild Hooligan 2: Eat this, loser!
Domon: Pound him down to hell!
Sho is punched left and right, beaten to the ground over and over again. But despite the blood and bruises, he continues to get back up on his feet.
The fearsome visage of their opponent's face sends chills down the spines of the Wild Hooligans.
Sho: All of you... are going down... I'm gonna crush you all!
Wild Hooligan 3: Th-this guy is off his rocker...
Domon: He's gone batty, that's for sure. But he's still just a regular guy. Whack him hard in the head, and he'll be dead in no time.
Sho: Huff, huff...
Domon: Yes, that look... That sharp glint in your eyes that tells me you'll bow down to no one...
Domon is in a state of ecstasy, his breath growing ragged. He bends down to pick up a tool and slowly advances toward Sho.
Domon: I just get so irritated lookin' at you, Sho...
Domon: And I'm sick of being irritated, ya know? So I'm gonna end this.
Domon: After all... we only need one king, and that's meeee!
Domon raises the rod high above his head. He is about to swing it down on Sho when a blaring sound rocks the warehouse.
Domon: What's goin' on!
Sho: Heh. Always knew how to make an entrance.
Wild Hooligan 1: B-B-Boss!
Domon: What now?
Tsubasa: Haaaah!
The deafening roar of exhaust pipes grows closer until, finally, the iron door bursts open.
The Red Wings slide their gearcycles into the warehouse and expertly skid to a stop.
The gang enters the scene like a magnificent dragon as the Wild Hooligans stare at the intruders in shock.
Tsubasa: What's the matter, Sho? You're not looking too hot there, bro. Didn't bite off more than you could chew, didja?
Sho: Heh, please. I can entertain a full house by myself, so why don't you just sit back and enjoy the show?
Tsubasa: Pfffft! Sounding pretty confident for a guy who can barely stay standing!
Vyrn: Those two over there're lookin' pretty bad too! I can't believe they ganged up on them like that!
Vyrn: Enough is enough. Hey, Wild Hooligans!
Tsubasa: You wanna settle this once and for all? I can help you with that!
Domon: Sho and Tsubasa... Both of you in one sitting is more than I could've asked for. Get ready 'cause this is gonna be one helluva climax!
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Chapter 6: Delinquency - Episode 4
The feud between the Mysteria Allied Forces and the Wild Hooligans begins. Determined to find the necessary evidence needed to clear Sho of his charges, (Captain) and the others are tense as they watch from the sidelines. Despite their small number, the Mysteria forces are strong-willed and eventually begin to overpower the Wild Hooligans. Reaching the peak of his rage, Domon rushes at Sho and Tsubasa in an all-out attack.
Sho and Tsubasa lead the Mysteria Allied Forces for a final showdown.
Sho: ...
Tsubasa: ...
Standing up against them are a thousand Wild Hooligans, headed by Domon.
Domon: ...
The air is tense as the two groups of delinquents glare at each other, eyebrows knitted.
A night breeze blows into the warehouse, carrying with it a sweet smell from the contents of the wooden crates. Tsubasa's frown deepens.
Tsubasa: Yo, Domon. Where the hell did you get all this mazig from anyway?
Tsubasa: The sugary smell's about to make me puke.
Domon: Wanna give it a try, Tsubasa? Just one puff will take ya outta these skies.
Tsubasa: Heh, not interested. A single moment of curiosity's not worth sacrificing your whole life for. Hasn't anyone ever taught you that in school?
Domon: Oooh, we've got a straight-A student here! Havin' a Goody Two-shoes as the boss explains why your squad's made up of chumps.
Domon: Need us to make things more exciting in Mysteria for ya? We can even wear your own uniforms while doin' it!
Vyrn: Those uniforms look like crap on you guys! Hurry up and give 'em back!
Domon: Watch it, lizard! Just because you're dinky as hell doesn't mean we're gonna take it easy on ya. We'll strip you first!
Domon: C'mon, boys! Let's show these turdbuckets who owns this town!
Wild Hooligans: Yeeeeah!
Tsubasa: Man, they really know how to step on people's toes.
Sho: I hope they like the taste of dirt, 'cause that's what they're gonna be eating tonight.
Tsubasa: You can say that again! All right, guys. Let's show 'em what we've got!
Sho: I know you're all still recovering from previous injuries, so thanks for coming out tonight. But remember, we're not here to fight.
Sho: We're here... to give them the punishment they deserve!
Tsubasa: Red Wings!
Sho: Destiny Nocturnes!
Tsubasa: Let's pound those hooligans into wild patties!
Sho: It's showtime!
Mysteria Forces: Whooooo!
This war between delinquents is an expression of their resolve as well as a clash between two different dispositions.
Witnessing this unbridled manifestation of youth at its prime, (Captain) and company would like nothing more than to stop the senseless bloodshed.
However, they realize the importance of finding the evidence needed to clear the false charges against Sho and Tsubasa.
Lyria: It's hard not being able to do anything other than watching from the side...
Mr. Bertrand: As teachers, it's our job to help the young to see the right path to walk.
Mr. Bertrand: But seeing the situation come to this makes me realize just how powerless I was to protect our students.
Ms. Miranda: But I know you never gave up on them for a second, Mr. Bertrand. You did your best!
Mr. Bertrand: Haha... Thank you.
Mr. Bertrand: Let's put our efforts toward mediation after this conflict is over, Ms. Miranda.
Ms. Miranda: Of course! Leave it to me!
(Captain), Lyria, and the teachers look at one another and nod, determined to see the battle to its end.
Mysteria Forces: Whooooo!
With their existing injuries, the Mysteria Allied Forces are at a clear disadvantage in the fight.
However, despite being outnumbered by the thousand Wild Hooligans, they keep their spirits up and bravely continue throwing punches at their opponents.
Killa Taiga: C'mere! I'll put some dents in ya!
Wild Hooligan 1: Ergh...
Yung Rintaro: Here I come! Take that!
Vyrn: And this!
Wild Hooligan 2: Gwah!
The showdown is not only a conflict of will, but also a display of each person's courage.
Destiny Nocturne 3: Hehehe!
Destiny Nocturne 1: Eat my fist!
Destiny Nocturne 2: You're goin' down!
Wild Hooligan 3: Oof!
The boys' punches are laments for their fellow delinquents who have been led down the wrong path into a world of crime.
Domon: I don't believe it... You better not be losin' to these miserable flops! We're the Wild Hooligans, remember?
Domon: Come on, come on, come on! Crush 'eeem!
Though small in number, the tremendous spirit of the Mysteria Allied Forces overwhelms the multitude of Wild Hooligans.
Domon continues to call out to his men, urging them to destroy the enemy, but the tide turns against them.
Domon: This can't be... What the hell is goin' on?
Tsubasa: Hey, tough guy. You're the head of the gang, aren'tcha? Don't tell me you've been leading a thousand people and still haven't learned a thing.
Domon: What?
Sho: It's not about how many people you've got fightin' for you—it's about whether they can all stick it out till the end.
Sho: Chumps who're just being ordered around don't stand a chance in a fight, baby.
Domon: Aaaargh! You really piss me, all of yaaa!
Domon: I'll run y'all over till you're dead as doornails!
Tsubasa: Oh yeah? Bring it!
Sho: Come on! The real party's about to start!
Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder - Ending
Sho defeats Domon, finally ending the battle once and for all. Disguised in uniforms and hidden among the allied forces, Elmott and investigators from the bureau are able to obtain the evidence needed to clear Sho of his false charges. Still, because of the trouble and injuries he caused with his escape from the supermax, Sho is sent back to juvie to do community service for a period of time. Promising that he will return, Sho boards the bureau's airship once more as the Mysteria Allied Forces send him off with a symphony of sounding horns.
Domon: Ergh... Damn it!
Sho: You're the only one still fighting. Just give up.
Tsubasa: Yeah, we're not here to kill ya. Just admit defeat and we're good.
Domon: You wish. I'll have ya know that defeat and surrender aren't in my vocab!
Domon, his eyes wide and bloodshot, runs to a wooden crate nearby and opens it. He takes out a handful of Amazing Cigarette and lights one.
Sho: We're this far in the game, and you're still doing that kinda stuff?
Domon: Wheeew...
Domon: It's not workin'... The pain's not goin' away... More... I need more!
Domon continues to light cigarette after cigarette, desperately smoking them as fast as he can in an act of sheer madness.
Vyrn: Hey, just stop! Smokin' that much has gotta be the worst idea ever!
Domon: Shut it, lizard... Hehe... Hehehe!
Domon: Heh heh... Heee! Hehehehe!
Tsubasa: He's completely lost it...
Sho: That dinghead! If he smokes any more than that, his addiction's gonna get outta hand. He won't be able get it back together again... ever!
Tsubasa: Are you serious? Yo, Domon!
Sho: Tsubasa, wait! Are you crazy? We're gonna breathe in secondhand smoke if we get closer! We can't just walk into those heavy fumes!
Tsubasa: Then what're we supposed to do? Are you sayin' we should just make a run for it?
Sho: ...!
Domon: Heehee! Hehehehe!
Domon remains in a frenzy, lighting cigarettes without stop.
The smoke from the mazig grows so thick it envelops him entirely, hiding him from view.
Domon: Heh... Heh heh... Heh...
Sho: ...!
The laughter coming from within the clouds of smoke grows softer, gradually subsiding.
Vyrn: Ack, at this rate... he's gonna die!
Sho: ...!
Sho: Fweet!
Domon: A... whistle...
Sho: Yo, Domon! Can you hear me? I'm challenging you to a one-on-one.
Sho: You hate my guts, don'tcha? You want revenge, don'tcha? Then act like a boss and face me head-on!
Sho: Defeat me and whistle as hard as you can over my dead body!
Domon: Sh-Sh...
Domon: Shooooo!
Sho: Smoking is out of the question, and getting involved with illegal drugs is just plain dirty.
Sho: It's time you woke up. I'm gonna use what's left in my tank to knock some sense back into you... with my fist!
Sho: It's fuuuull throooottle!
Domon leaps out from within the smog.
Sho spins his body around and strikes Domon right in the face with a magnificent back kick.
Domon: Gragh!
Sho: The end.
Domon falls to the ground, unconscious and defeated.
Wild Hooligan 1: Eek... R-run for it!
Elmott: Oh no you don't.
Wild Hooligan 1: Wha!
Elmott: Surprised? I suppose I would be too.
Elmott: Who would've thought we'd infiltrate with gang uniforms on, right?
Elmott: And after all that crap you spilled earlier, I'm afraid you boys won't be getting off that easy.
Elmott: Well, according to Sho...
Elmott: This is exactly what you lot've been doing, so we ripped a page right from your playbook.
Senior Investigator: All right, Wild Hooligans.
Senior Investigator: We have quite a few things to ask, so if all of you would come with us.
Young Investigator: Come on... Stand up!
Domon: Hehehe... Hehe. Fff.... Fffwee...
Tsubasa: Don't you guys feel anything when you see your buddy like that?
Wild Hooligans: ...
Tsubasa: Why didn't any of you stop him? You knew it was getting out of control!
Wild Hooligan 2: But... I mean, there was nothin' we could...
Tsubasa: When it gets bad, you need to tell it like it is! That's what buddies do for each other, right?
Sho: Stop it, Tsubasa. Not everyone's as straightforward as you are.
Sho: It ain't easy being honest when you're tied down by fear. So don't expect that of them.
Tsubasa: ...
Sho: You showed me the light before—so now it's my turn to do the same for Domon. It's only the right thing.
Tsubasa: Wait, what? Whaddya mean I showed you the light?
Tsubasa: A-anyway, what's with that kick back there? Weren't you goin' on about how you were gonna finish him with your fist?
Sho: Was I?
Tsubasa: Yeah.
Killa Taiga: Yep.
Yung Rintaro: You sure were.
Sho: Well... you use whatever resources are available. That's what you do in a fight.
Vyrn: Guy just does what he wants, huh?
Sho raises his fist high, signaling their victory. The Mysteria Allied Forces blast their gearcycle horns in celebration.
Elmott: Good work, everyone. All the Wild Hooligans have been safely taken into custody by the Skydom Bureau of Investigation.
Sho: Thanks, Blazing Teach. We wouldn't have been able to get the bureau to work with us if it wasn't for you.
Elmott: It wasn't just me.
Sho: Huh?
Elmott: When we appealed to the bureau, it just so happens that a report came in from Supermax Juvenile Detention Island at the same time.
Elmott: It seems your friends that didn't make it out of Supermax caught a kid smoking mazig on the grounds and made him spill the beans.
Sho: ...
Elmott: The kid testified that he got the mazig from the Wild Hooligans.
Sho: I see...
Elmott: After that, the bureau was more willing to listen to what we had to say.
Elmott: Well, either way, they knew they were guaranteed to find you again if they followed us.
At the thought of his loyal friends helping him even after their failed escape, Sho feels his eyes growing moist.
Sho: ...
Elmott: So... What're you planning to do now, Sho?
Sho: I caused some major trouble for a lotta people this time around. How am I supposed to make up for it...
Elmott: Psh, that's easy, kid. Go to school and get your studies done. That's the job of a student, right?
Sho: You think... they'll let me go to school again?
Elmott: You did break out of Supermax, so the decision lies with the bureau.
Elmott: But Mysteria will always welcome you back with open arms. Am I right?
Elmott turns to look at Mr. Bertrand and Ms. Miranda, who are smiling quietly behind him.
Mr. Bertrand: But of course. I wish nothing more than for you to study with everyone again.
Ms. Miranda: And Ms. Miranda here will teach you everything that you've missed, so don't worry!
Sho: Thanks... You're all great teachers.
With the battle finally over, (Captain) and Lyria run over to where Vyrn, Tsubasa, and the others are.
Lyria: Vyrn, are you all right?
Vyrn: Heh, you bet I am! Did you see how buttkickin' I was back there?
Choose: My jaw hit the floor!
Vyrn: Heheh, d'aww, now you're makin' me blush.
Tsubasa: (Captain). Lyria. Thanks for all your help again.
Lyria: No problem at all! I'm glad everyone's safe.
Tsubasa: Sho...
Sho: Hey.
Tsubasa: Thanks.
Sho: I owe you all a big one. I really appreciate what you did for me.
Tsubasa: Cut it out, you don't hafta get so formal. Just say it like you mean it.
Sho: Okay, so... thanks?
Tsubasa: No prob.
Vyrn: Come on, guys! Race y'all back to school!
Tsubasa: Wha? Where'd that come from?
Vyrn: Last one to get there's treatin' everyone to some apple juice, ya hear?
Vyrn: Let's goooo!
The remaining members of the allied forces follow Vyrn's command and kick off on their gearcycles.
Killa Taiga: I'll show y'all who's number one, baby!
Destiny Nocturne 1: No one beats me in speed!
Yung Rintaro: Tsubasaaa! Come on! If you don't hurry up, you're gonna be buyin' apple juice by the barrel!
Tsubasa: Comin'!
Geez, they never stop, do they...
Geez, they never stop, do they...
Tsubasa: Hey, Sho.
Sho: Sup?
Tsubasa: How about a speed race between you and me?
Sho: Hyaaahahaha!
Sho: I'm not the king of the Destiny Nocturnes for nothing. I'm gonna go so fast, you'll be eatin' my dust—
Tsubasa: Wahooooo!
Sho: Hey, what the! Wait up!
Elmott: Heh. Now this is what youth's all about.
As the joshing goes on between the rivals, Sho and Tsubasa's gearcycles zip through the streets like lightning.
No outlet for frustrations, and no vision of the future—yet endless passion and a raging appetite burn within these boys.
Letting out their vexations, they can only continue moving forward, toward the other side of the sky.
Not long after things settle down.
Sho remains unacquitted for a number of reasons, including his planned escape from the supermax as well as the victims and injuries resulting from the incident.
Many people voice their dissent at this unexpected turn of events.
Sho himself, however, does not attempt to make excuses, gracefully accepting his sentence of doing community service at Juvenile Detention Island for a period of time.
Sho: Heh. The irony of sleeping in on your son's last day on the outside.
Sho's Father: ...
Sho is at the hospital to see his father before leaving. The doctor tells Sho that his father's condition is improving, giving the young man the peace of mind that he needs.
Sho: Well then, it's time for me to go.
Sho: I'm not gonna be the kind of son that embarrasses you anymore. Someday... I'll be a son that you can be proud of.
Sho: So wait for me, Dad. I'll see you again!
Sho takes out a letter in which he describes his honest feelings in detail.
He gently places the letter next to his father's pillow, as a promise of his return.
Vyrn: There he is! Finally!
Destiny Nocturnes: King!
Sho: Sorry I kept you guys waiting.
Tsubasa: A real boss is always on time—get that in your head.
Killa Taiga: Uh, you're one to talk. I've literally never seen you on time, bro.
Yung Rintaro: C'mon, no biggie. Give the guy a chance to talk to his pops.
Sho: I can't believe you all actually came to send me off.
Elmott: Pretty sure you know by now, but (Captain) worries over just about everyone.
Elmott: If the captain says we're coming, there's no room for a no.
Lyria: Good luck on the community service!
Sho: Thanks. I'm gonna rock it and be the king of community service.
Vyrn: Er, I can't really imagine... but it's great that you're bein' so positive about it.
Sho: I'm ready, Investigator.
Young Investigator: Already? You won't be seeing each other for a while, you know.
Sho: I'm really bad with goodbyes.
Senior Investigator: Haha. Feeling embarrassed, are we?
Sho: Hmph.
Sho tilts his head back, looking up into the blue yonder as he follows the investigators onto the airship.
Sho: (Just wait, you guys. Someday, we'll fly together on our beasts again like there's no tomorrow!)
Tsubasa: All right, boys! Hit it!
At Tsubasa's signal, the Mysteria Allied Forces sound their horns in unison.
The deafening blares come together to form a grand symphony, giving Sho the strength he needs for his journey ahead.
The End
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