Log On: KHR Reality

Omake: Is this a RPG?!

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Fourth floor...

"Wha... What is that?!" Kasumi shrieked as she covered her eyes, face red in embarrassment.

"Heh... This isn't actually that bad looking," Utau marveled as she glanced at the ridiculously high boosts she received from such a deceptively fragile piece of clothing that was highly reminiscent of Ryuko from Kill la Kill.

"Utau. Put. On. Clothes. Now. " Kyoya hissed as he pulled out his beloved tonfas, ready to strike those herbivores who dared to ogle his younger sister.

"But I am wearing clothes, Kyoya!" Utau laughed, enjoying the looks of flabbergast on the boys' faces. Ken and Hayato had both turned an alarming shade of red, making them charred lion and grilled octopus on the menu to be served. Similarly, Tsuna was foaming at the mouth, eyes rolled back. Takeshi had quickly shielded his eyes after getting a glimpse of what Utau was wearing. Mukuro had adverted his eyes and Chikusa was stoic although his burning ears betrayed him.

Who knew the Succubus they had just defeated was such a nice person? Although Utau had been confused when Desdemona, Certified Succubus and Demon of Regret, had whispered her last words to her, which were, "I have a little gift for you... Please do me a favour and get rid of those clothes — they're revolting. Consider it a parting gift, even though you did call my name stupid...", coupled with an evil smirk that would put all supervillains of past, present and future to shame. Utau had to admit... Desdemona had good taste and mischief to add onto it!

If only they had not been enemies, Utau was certain they would have become very close friends.

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This features the behind-the-scenes as Queen Kuro waits for the group to progress through all floors; Mostly takes place on last floor, Floor 5.

"That little, how dare she smirk at Mukuro-nii sama!"

"Mukuro nii-sama is sooo boring. Is he regretting his words now? Pfft, serves him right!"

"If they even dare to harm a single hair on my beautiful Lora's head, I will flay them! No one touches my cat!"

"Oh, how fun it is to watch them run like headless chickens..."

"Mukuro nii-sama and Hibari-san in the same group! Oh my, my sides! Ha ha ha..."

"If that octupus head even dares to touch my beautiful pristine world... How dare he even consider sullying it!"

"Yes, Yamamoto-kun! Stop that idiot bomber in his tracks! It is confirmed, Yamamoto will suffer the least when they die. Fufufu..."

"And they all fall down... How silly they are to just stumble into the trap!"

"All of them are falling like Humpty Dumpty. Or Alice! How useless!"

"Kasumi just walked straight towards the box! I mean, hello? A suspicious box in a suspicious castle, and you decide it's completely normal to pick it up! Where has logic and caution gone?"

"Pop goes the weasel!"

"Seriously, yeesh. How do they expect to save me if they are so hopelessly inadequate! Falling for traps left and right, dying like nobody's business! Are they really set in rescuing me or is it just a bunch of pretty words? I am waiting for them and they just go and get themselves captured! Where is the famous Vongola resolve? Where is the determination of an older brother? At this rate, I will be surprised if they even save themselves!"

"I just want to know if they care enough about me. Is it too much to ask for?"

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Anastasia yawned as she woke up, realising that she was settled on a plush mattress. While her surroundings had rather fearful looking ghouls, and she was clad similarly to the Kurumi Tokisaki from Date A Live, Anastasia weirdly felt right at home.

Glancing at a certain lone chair, or well, throne, in the middle of the room, she gingerly steps over the lone crystal chain which separated her domain from the other.

Humming to herself, she pulled up the image of the others fighting, it seemed that they were alright?

Despite the tense situation, Anastasia could not help but giggle, I wonder... How pissed off Queen Kuro would feel if I casually sat on her prized treasure throne?

Of course, with that thought in mind, Anastasia just had to sit on the throne.