A small Shinto shrine
Shizuoka prefecture, Japan
Morning
What started off as a serene morning in Shizuoka continued on as a couple finalized their bonds in matrimony.
Watching the crowds walking around the shrine from a good distance away from said events is Candy, munching through Pocky sticks while relaxing on a bench, as if she's been stress eating.
While she's been invited personally back in Week 23, her character didn't give her any favor with large crowds, as she commented to herself.
Candy: "Is it over? I suppose.. the time to tie that bond with.. whoever I can trust can wait. Ohh, Kami: please oh please make sure Boniface truly truly is.. the right man."
A set of wishful thinking from her end chose otherwise from her heart, as she feels her face suddenly soak from her eyes.
Startled, she then gathered..
Candy: "Tears? What's this.. no. Stop. Candy! You're better than this.. my baba too wouldn't mind a suitor.. one as swanky as that Bon Bon.. Ugh.."
Escaping her thoughts of holy matrimony then put her mind into a memory of her past: one she designates as abysmal.
A day in her younger adult days has her put through an arranged marriage with one of the sons of the Tokyo elite.
What followed after would be how she ended up in jail: an assault of these upper class jerks, as she puts it, and a desperate escape to Hokkaido by car.
She'd end up in jail for all those atrocities, but it shaped her enough to determine the path she would take to today.
Her sorrow emotions grew, as she mouthed away..
Candy: "Ohh.. They have to come back.. [sniffles] I won't let those clowns push me around no more."
Wiping her eyes clear, Candy turned to the crowds walking another way, and especially zooms her view towards the bride and groom.
The groom: the shy artist Hideki, showed a wholy satisfied, calm look as he tries to hide his own tears.
Ayumi however..
Candy: "Yumi-san.. looks sad? What on earth?! It's her big day, why should she even??"
With that, a hunch developed as the concerned little racer announced to herself.
Candy: "Something's not right, or my name's Linguine Diavolo Cioccolato. And it's not!"
As she tosses her rubbish aside, she readies to leave, only that the path ahead of her has an approaching pair.
Consisting of super soldier turned social influencer Maverick, and the shadow enveloped jazzy sniper Emile, Candy stopped at her tracks, allowing the two to slow walk towards her, overhearing a dispute..
Maverick: "Okay, should we get into the Winter Olympics for biathlon. The US got us as their choices, and it's us on the final. Who'd win it, Em?"
Emile: "I wouldn't hazard this guess, Sarge. You'd have the advantage in the races. The shooting is mine."
Maverick: "Shooting? Look, it's a game where it's the combination of them skills? I'd say it's me, but only if you get off your butt and live life.. much brighter, Em."
Emile: "..I didn't come to Japan to have this argument, Sarge."
And as the distance closes enough, Maverick sees the situation around them change, and loudly bellows..
Maverick: "TEN HUT! Rookie! Stand tall and straight!"
She quickly adhered, as Maverick starts to walk about..
Maverick: "Candy Lam. Good morning to you, boot stain! Now that I can't get it out of my mind for that time I mistook for canned tuna, what's your scent now, rookie?"
Candy: "C-citrus, Mack! You letting him fly this flag, Mister Emile?"
Claimed Candy, feeling insulted.
The dark sniper then made his introductions..
Emile: "Well met, Candy. Well met indeed. I can see.. with his drill sargeant speech, you compose like someone six feet under."
Candy: "Of course you're in cahoots. Well, this abrupt lack of manners is all quite uncalled for."
Maverick: "Uncalled? You cannot be prepared for what the world can throw at you. But you know what, Em?"
Emile: "Oh, I know how to follow, Sarge, but.. come on? 'Rookie'?"
Looking in the eye of the dark sunglasses, Maverick argued..
Maverick: "Look, I told her she's due a better nickname anyways. Don't be all roadkill about it, Em."
Emile: "Hmm.."
With her off the hook, she then wondered..
Candy: "So, what are you gents doing here?"
Maverick: "Wedding."
Emile: "NOT the wedding."
Answers not matching allowed her curiosity to continue as she then sparked interest, querying after..
Candy: "And would you say being and meeting here is coincidence, or.."
Maverick: "I'd take or. 'Or' is more suitable, ain't it, Em?"
Emile: "You said it."
Maverick: "I might be invited and all because of our connections, along that grand time in High Speed Ring, but, uhh.. we arranged this meetup. Me, Em, and.. umm.."
Candy: "Ahaha, 'Umm' isn't the right way to end your words, soldier boy."
Out of character, the super soldier begins to stammer..
Maverick: "Forgive me, just a sec."
Candy: "What's with the pause? I don't want to have to raise my voice, you know, considering we're on sacred ground."
Emile: "Perhaps I can fill: I would say he's doing this for the sake of dramatics. Isn't that so, Sarge?"
The game is up, Maverick thought, as he puts aside this false nervous look and divulged as soon he's saw what he wanted to see.
Maverick: "Affirmative. How about you take a look behind me and tell me what you see, rookie?."
Hearing him out, she turns back, seeing more people coming out.
However, it's a trio that approaches, and the one in the center sparked interest..
Candy: "That's.."
A trio of men from California come by, consisting of a menacing figure and his little brother, along with a certain someone that needs no introduction.
While a Bohemian Like You might've tuned in by now, they find themselves drenched in a heated set of banter..
Keith: "Whose side are you on then, big bro."
Jake Ross: "How did we turn to discussing this s[BLEEP] again?? This is all your fault, Son."
Sonny: "Bro, c'mon! It's not everyday you decide to talk about your virginity. Eh?"
Jake Ross: "Another tick on the list on why nobody likes you with a straight face."
Sonny: "You know that's bulls[BLEEP], Jake."
Not pleased, Jacob continued with fury in his words..
Jake Ross: "And yet I take pride in bringing you down to ash in more angles you can think of. If there was anyone who would call us friends and put this in the equation, that, my friend, is bulls[BLEEP]."
And he walked on, muttering in frustration..
Jake Ross: "Just too bad I like you too darned much about it.."
Keith saw this all develop, and looked to his best pal and announced..
Keith: "Now that's what I call a Ross branded brutalizing. Or would I say a fatality?"
Sonny: "Dude, say what you like, lor. This show of toughness only strengthens our bonds."
Seeing him unfazed, Keith's rebuffed his expectation, following with a palm to his face as he whined..
Keith: "He hears, yet he does not listen.."
The leader of this group arrives by the little lady, and greets..
Jake Ross: "Candy."
..with as little words as possible.
Still in shock about the whole situation, Candy then questioned..
Candy: "T-the dark one? Aren't you like.. in hiding?"
Jake Ross: "I figure now's the time to quit that. You remember what I said. I get off radar, they start looking for other players to wrangle. I figure that's what happened to Luce and Paul."
He makes his point as he holds his coat in a cool manner, followed with Keith continuing on..
Keith: "And if we don't hurry: we might lose Jess."
Jake Ross: "Baby brother gets it, why not you? So.. I'm sure you're familiar with Emile and Mack?"
Maverick: "She sure is, Juliet Romeo."
Emile: "I'd say it's time she sees us as a team, Gunny."
Intrigued by the men assembled, Candy put them in thought, then asked..
Candy: "You two did mention your allegiances with the dark one, sure.. what about THAT GUY?"
Pointing at Sonny Meng as he projects yet another fake explosion, Emile, unimpressed, chimed in.
Emile: "What about him?"
Sonny: "Hell yeah, what about me? [teeth glares]"
Keith: "You must mean how he's in a heap of trouble too? Look, we got my big bro's army gang here. Ain't no way some low cut wannabe crime club's gonna pinch somebody."
In her head, he's the least capable of the lot, and yet is able to complete the logic for her to figure.
She then mentioned..
Candy: "I, umm.. right. That confidence sealed the deal for me."
Maverick: "It's like she forgot who's she in company with this day. C'mon, rookie! You make my heart swell."
Emile: "Hmm..."
The little lady's nervousness isn't showing, but Jacob sounded out to ensure it won't, as he announced..
Jake Ross: "Easy on the language, Mack. You see here she's the only dame in the scene."
Maverick: "Yeah? I believe the rookie's tougher than that."
Sonny: "Rookie? Bro, that's not the words for her lah. Like seriously, in my world even."
The pressure on him, Maverick rebutted..
Maverick: "Ohh, man! I said moments earlier she's due a new nickname. From me. Truly, all that comes is rookie, private, cadet, and don't get me started on plebe."
Emile: "I... perhaps a change of imagination is what's to aim for, Sarge."
Jacob, now turned to the little racer, then stated..
Jake Ross: "By the way, I made sure you ain't gonna be the only lady today. Keith! Signal."
Keith: "Gotcha!"
A whistle followed from the little brother, but nothing stood out from anyone's eyes..
Candy: "Who you whistling off to, there? You Americans brought a pet eagle? Or could it be one of those robot eagles that can do ridiculous things, like in that show.."
Keith: "Not an eagle.. I know what show you mean though. That'd be so dang cool! But.."
However, the group do notice a trolley carrying a large well stacked pile of the wedding gifts come by.
For Candy, the destruction of this ordered pile comes in the form of a certain muscular Australian making her second appearance, as she crashes in and yammered..
Quinlan: "AAAANNDDD!! FWWOOOOOMMM, THE BITCH IS BACK!!"
And allowing her to process her arrival got Candy's composed self to turn to a myth, as she falls back and starts to retreat..
Candy: "Hhhhhuuu... HUUWWAAAAAHHHH!! HER?!"
Emile: "The one and only tungsten physique? Gunny, you know Quinlan Bradley?"
Questioned Emile, flustered as he raises his one brow up.
The man had the answer ready..
Jake Ross: "Who knew I got a cousin who so happens to be one of your greatest workers in the business, Em. The bit with the fact she's of that mythical status with Ginoa.. that's new for me."
Emile: "To say you're lucky is just.. as knowing you will win Russian Roulette."
Jovial like usual, Quinlan then chattered in her bright loud voice..
Quinlan: "G'day, mates! And Candy! Emm.. she's tearing up in joy or.."
Candy: "Oh! Hi.. Thanks for my wallet that day, but now I guess I bid.. ADIEU!!"
Even with her nicest kimono on, Candy knows escape like she's been doing last week.
However..
Maverick: "NOT so fast, rookie!"
Knowing it's his turn to stop her, he swiftly reached out and grabbed the little racer by the collar of her garment.
Helpless, she pleaded..
Candy: "M-mercy!!"
Maverick: "Stand down, rookie! If you can't take her, I'll hold her nice and tight for you.. not in a sexual form, I mean. Consider this a soldier's promise."
And Quinlan continues..
Quinlan: "Don't mind the dark look, lil shiela! Mr. Martinez seems like a trustworthy bloke."
Putting her attention aside, Quinlan then found another familiar face from her line of work, facing him and then began..
Quinlan: "Speaking of dark.. I see an Emile in the roll call! What's up, mate? Been a while!"
Emile: "Yes, it's been.. a long time. Still confident you remain as this.. impenetrable fortress?"
Quinlan: "What are you on about, bloke! Enough of me: how's Cali doing? Where's that little runt Secret?"
Emile: "Secret the cat is.. for the time being not with me."
With too much talk going on, the other big man then announced..
Jake Ross: "Don't rattle them too, Quinn."
Quinlan: "Back on you, Jakey.. I didn't hear you were in a heap of trouble that needs some heavy lifting. Not to mention I see Keith and that Singaporean mutt of yours. Where the bleeding heck's Jess? You said she's around, so.."
Jake Ross: "She needs to be found again. No, we didn't have yet another disagreement.. it's for safety reasons. Let's catch up. Excuse us."
With that pair leaving the scene, the little racer has only one thing to do, and it's to calm the heck down, reassuring..
Candy: "Okay, Candy. She's a friend it seems. I guess last week's all just.. a bad start. That's what it is?"
Keith: "Well, it's not like you're in trouble, right? I think I'll head that way.."
Sonny: "K-Man! Wait a bunch, bro."
While those other two exit the scene, Candy, left with Emile and Maverick to herself, then wonders..
Maverick: "Well, I heard right: rear of your neck's your one weakness.. or there might be more?"
Emile: "Perhaps if something else is amiss, I'll take action."
Candy: "Teach me to stand by her one day, okay? I now see the folly of.. a terrible first impression.."
However, the worries of a human-like inspiration of Rambo Lambo would disappear as Candy hears..
Candy: "Although.. any idea why is there
funky music playing.."
The group looks about, until Maverick notices someone else approaching..
Maverick: "Look alive, rookie! You know this young man?"
Said young man makes an entrance strutting forwards, then swoops his leg, shifting to a crouching pose.
Hayato: "Do do rooo.. Come on now! Time to get down!"
Candy: "Moto-san?!"
Meaning no harm, he responds, joyfully getting up..
Hayato: "NYEEHEEHEE! It's me, again!"
But not even 2 seconds after..
POW!
..the former Yakuza enforcer receives a great push of force from infront of him, throwing him back on his butt a few feet.
Hayato: "GWUUAAAHH!"
Shot from a concealed revolving shotgun, the man firing the gun blew the smoke before hiding away the weapon.
As the Kiwami logo came and went, the crowd wasn't too pleased..
Candy: "MOTO-SANN!"
Maverick: "Jesus, Em!"
Emile: "It'd kill, but.."
Candy slid down to check on Hayato, moaning and groaning, despite surviving a shot.
Candy: "Talk about terrible first impressions. Are you alright?"
However, his was-pristine jacket caught a good chunk of the used shotgun shell filling, as he can't hold his nose from a sneeze, eventually..
Hayato: "Nyeeehhh NEEYYAAACHOOOO!"
Maverick: "Bless you."
Knowing he's in peak condition, Hayato gets up, then questions (surprisingly not using his 4th wall breaking senses this time)..
Hayato: "Ahh, goodness. What was that? Pepper? My jacket's a mess."
Emile: "Cayenne pepper. And you don't seem much worse for wear?"
To respond, Hayato takes off said ruined jacket, replying coyly as he shows underneath..
Hayato: "Heh.. ballistic vest. You never know when a Yakuza hit squad's come to claim. Teach them to strike at the head for maximum damage."
Emile: "You seem like quite the character. Emile Orson. Perhaps you know me as The Black Flash."
Hayato: "Nyehh.. they call me Moto-san, but I'm born Matsumoto Hayato. Nyeeh.. Rin-chan's mentioned a lot about you and that silly name. You're no joke."
Strangely, everyone forget about Candy's current state, as Maverick now tends to her, on the floor being knocked back from Hayato's nasty sneeze..
Maverick: "Sit rep, rookie?"
Candy: "UHHHAAAA! HOW DARE YOU, MOTO-SAN! Sneezing on me like that?!"
As she gets up, Hayato then answers back..
Hayato: "Hey, he shot first. You and your American friends are to blame."
Candy: "Startling these army veterans is YOUR undertaking!"
Having Candy to take this much temper out on sacred ground means Emile has to intervene..
Emile: "Enough. Fortunate I brought the pepper shells. It could've been the traditional 00 buckshots. Those would be.. a mess I'm afraid I don't wish to clean."
Hayato: "Don't worry about it, Emile-san. All is forgiven.. after you buy me a new jacket."
Maverick: "Perhaps I can help you with that. I know a good textile shop around that could patch these holes like new."
Hayato: "I would too.. what's your name?"
Maverick: "Maverick Martinez. I don't care if it rings a bell or not, but I was trending on socials a few weeks ago."
Recognizing that name, Hayato then puts on his smug face and talks back..
Hayato: "Aahh.. no wonder you seem a hint familiar. I would be impressed, but I look at my list of achievements often for that. Hahaha [clapping]."
And as if the timing wasn't good enough, a shadow comes over..
Jake Ross: "Ahh. Moto-san. I like bringing you over for your impeccable timing. How do you do it?"
Hearing his in-law's voice, Hayato turned and gladly greets..
Hayato: "Jake-san! You look dandy for someone's who's been off-grid for weeks. I assume you think what I think?"
Jake Ross: "That Jess, umm.. Rin, is here and watching."
Candy: "Big sis is here?"
Hayato: "And in hiding. Her kind of gimmick if she wants to keep discretion, but not out of the loop. Sometimes she stands out super easy, sometimes she's like a micro organism. Sounds like my kind of challenge."
By those words, Jacob holds the tip of his hat, followed by questioning..
Jake Ross: "Challenge. My beloved's life at stake, and that's what he thinks this is?"
Sonny: "Calm yourself, my dude. He don't mean ill, if you thnk about it."
Quinlan: "Yeah. Don't think he means to stop you or anything."
He knows Hayato more than those two combined, thus returning to his calmed style..
Jake Ross: "I doubt he would. Perhaps we get started. Now, Mack. About today's tentative plans."
Maverick: "So, what I know is that the just married couple's going for a whole day's celebration in Fuji, filled to the brim with racing all day. If your recon here's got nothing, I say your wife's going to be there, for sure."
Quinlan: "And not here?"
Emile: "As Hayato would say.. she either sticks out or can be quite the opposite. Should she be lurking like a shadow.. perhaps that latter fact's working nicely now."
A discreet killer like him normally won't add anything, but Keith then declares..
Keith: "Ahhh, I don't mean to take little attention towards this search for my sister-in-law and all, but getting around the track is just one way I live life to the best."
Candy: "Oh, yes! A day in Fuji for the couple and friends is.. something this recent me would love. Past me wouldn't like it one bit."
Walking to make apart from the gathering crowd, Jacob announces..
Jake Ross: "I suppose we don't mess around then. I'm going to see the fan club, and you're welcome to ride side saddle. Else, you all head for the track."