High Score Girl 1999 (Magyar és English)

Round 33. (English version.)

Iwato Miyauki, also known as Raptor, was staring at the ceiling in a solitary cell in Akibahara with a blank stare. He's in the deepest part of his life. Even though he was the best player since he picked a fight with the Yaguchi and Hidaka, he's been on a dive since then. Besides, Chikuron told the audience that he broke Yaguchi's fingers, which got him here. If he does get out, he's got no choice, because the word of his actions has spread all over the arcades. He didn't want to live anymore. The next day, around five o'clock, after he was bagged, one of the guards approached him. "Your bail's been paid. Get your clothes, maggot, and get the hell out of my sight!" Raptor rose obediently and left in his normal clothes. Who rescued him from here and why? That's the question he had on his mind.

He received the answer to his questions when Jago was waiting for him at the entrance. Raptor stopped before him. "Good day, Raptor. My mistress paid the bail to get rid of the shithole. On the contrary, he wants to ask you something." Raptor showed no sign of gratitude. He looked out of his head with as much disinterest as he was taken to jail. "Silence, consent, as the old saying goes. Your task is simple. You have to burn down the Yaguchi apartment, which you will find at this address at exactly midnight. I've already placed some Molotov cocktails nearby, so you don't have to bother with that either. In return, you get three million yen in cash. In addition to revenge, you can start a new life." Raptor without questioning or hesitation, just like a machine took all the necessary items, and went to the address described. If he had known that the contents were completely fake, there would have been no greater disaster than necessary.

Yaguchi apartment, 11:50. April 10th 1999.

There was no one on the street, and the windows of the nearby houses were dark. Raptor's contours were only illuminated by the light of one of the outdoor lamps. When he entered the apartment, he clearly saw that they were quickly unpacked, as if they were prepared for the plan. He suspected that the two dumplings under the covers weren't actually human. He didn't give a shit, and thought about his life. He grew up an orphan. No one wanted him, so until he turned 16 and got capital from the state, he practically lived like a sewer rat. Besides, he wasn't good at anything but one thing: video games. Since 1993, he has been walking around playing games and winning money from his beaten opponents. Later he entered tournaments, which he won in a row, no matter how big. But deep down, he wanted more and more.He became so unscrupulous that he didn't want to deal with anything else in his life because he didn't have anything other than eighth grade. He found a job in a little grocery store, that he could barely make ends meet, if he hadn't signed up for games and won it in a row, making money. His life was on the tarmac, when he confronted Yaguchi and his friends. Every time he fought them, his defeat just hit another lowpoint. At first, from the Maru Miye arcade, then from all of Shibuya, eventually, all of Japan's arcade were banned forever. If you think that a new life after completing the task will bring you new hopes..that is definitely wrong. Because he can't escape the guilt that caused Yaguchi's finger. True, it was the only way he saw him win the tournament, but the way things were going, he saw him face to face with himself. The only thing certain of death was his only salvation.

The clock on the Raptor's arm rang. It was midnight. He squeezed it out and then took out the Molotov cocktails. He lit them in a row with his lighter and threw them into every possible part of the building. When the gas in the bottle was released, it immediately ignited and began to burn the room to the flames. When he used up the last one at Yaguchi's room, he just got down on his knees and watched the only poster left that was Street Fighter 2 Turbo. Tears fell on his knees. Everyone calls him a monster for his actions. However, if it were, could he cry? Raptor's last memory was the fire alarm before he passed out. Neighbors called the fire department. The fire was quickly extinguished and the paramedics took Raptor out in critical condition. He had very little chance of survival.