Daisuke was walking for a while, the distance from the hospital to the airport bar was a fair ways away. So, he was very glad he had packed himself a lunch in his bag. The bag that was now sitting at the hospital he had just left. As he realized this, he facepalmed and sighed as he continued walking. The airport wasn't too far out anymore and maybe he'd be able to get a drink and some food from whoever this mystery sister of his truly was. Or at least, he hoped he could. He sighed as his stomach continued to growl, he looked off at a nearby cactus as he tilted his head. What was a cactus doing in middle of this city's highway? He shook it off, and kept walking, getting closer and closer to the airport that he had flown into. It is a very long distance when you have just recovered from a gaping leg wound.
He eventually had made it to the airport, barely able to walk into the airport and to the bar. He managed to muster his strength to walk into the bar and stumbled to the counter. He ordered wings, a steak, some alcohol, soda, fries and some sauces. He sat there and waited for his food, and when it arrived, a hooded figure arrived and sat beside him. He began eating, and listened to the stranger as they soon began to speak to each other. He observed from their body shape, hair length and posture that the hooded person was the woman he was looking for.
Daisuke: "So, I assume you are the sister I've heard about today, huh?"
Woman: "How did you know? Well, Daisuke-san, you are very smart. So, I do have something to tell you unfortunately."
Daisuke: "If you want some classic brother-sister time, it's unavailable right now. I am in the middle of a warzone, it seems. So, if that's your goal, I'm sorry to disappoint."
Woman: "Well, perhaps you aren't as smart as I thought. No, Daisuke-san. I want you to join us-...er, me. Join me and my team, and we can rule this city together. I need to know where you stand during this war."
Daisuke: "Look, you have to be a nice woman seeing that you are my sister, but I don't pick sides. I only came here to get my mom and my dad and then I was planning to leave. So, I'm sorry but you and your team are on your own."
As soon as Daisuke said that, the woman slammed her fist on the table and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, before breathing a mist into his face. Daisuke tried to break free but soon found himself paralyzed and laying on the floor. He was still fully conscious when the woman began taking off her hair. The hair was nothing more than a wig, used to hide her identity. She sighed and shook her head before the way she looked began changing. Soon, it was clear who she was. When it was clear what was happening, everybody in the bar began to clear out. Even the bartender.
Ayano: "You know what? I tried to be nice and take you to him by giving you that choice! I tried to be the nice one and let you walk in willingly and join us! But NO! YOU ARE TOO FUCKING STUPID TO DO THAT! I promised my love that he would have whoever he wanted to join on a silver platter! And you are NO EXCEPTION! So I suggest you let me take you to my lovely Akuryo and join our cause! Alive, of course!"
Daisuke: "I would never join your cause, Ayano. You and Akuryo are nothing more than trouble waiting to happen. I can see it now, if I was to join he would just kill me for fun. You would subject me to torture every day, and I can't live with that. So, if you really think that I would join your cause for anything, think again! I'd rather die that join your group."
Ayano: "Very well, then. I will be forced to knock you out and take you to my love on my own. Now then...Sanguine Art: boiling point."
As Ayano said that, Daisuke soon made it to his feet as he stared at her. Ayano rushed him, sweeping his legs before slashing his arm with her nails. Daisuke quickly rolled back, and stayed crouched as he held his arm. He glared at Ayano as his body began to feel hotter and hotter. His face began dripping in sweat as he tried to catch his breath. Ayano walked up to him slowly and smiled as she pat his head.
