[Episode 172346] [Episode 172346]Moroboshi Ataru.
To a certain alien princess from a distant world, he was her beloved "Darling."
To a simple salaryman and his wife, their only child. A child they had, of late, wondered what they might have done to deserve, but their child none the less.
To the young scion of the richest family in all of Japan, a blood-rival whose ultimate defeat had, at times, become the be-all and end-all of his very life.
To the majority of the citizens of a certain district located outside Tokyo proper, he was the cancer of their very lives, the bane of their existences, the dark kami whose very existence they despised with every fibre of their beings . . .
Yet, at the same time, he was the linchpin of the whirlpool of events -- a "living circus," some called it -- that had, for good and ill, caught the fascination of all who lived in that selfsame district outside of Tokyo. A linchpin they knew they needed to preserve (as much as many would prefer not to) so they could continue to enjoy that "living circus."
Yet . . .
Yet now . . .
The circus was about to come to an end.
The apple cart had not just been knocked over, it had been dumped in a dung heap, buried with a vat of napalm and set alight using dynamite!
And thus . . .
"D-darling . . .! Darling . . .! D-d-darling . . .!"
A pretty green-haired woman in a tiger-striped bikini complete with knee-high cloth boots, her hair pierced at the temples by two golden horn-buds shaped somewhat like a mythical unicorn's, sobbed as she buried her face into the sheets covering the still form on the diagnostic bed somewhere in the intensive care ward of Tomobiki General Hospital. Life-monitoring machines set off to one side of the bed remained hooked to the prone body of Moroboshi Ataru, all the readouts flashing the same message.
Dead.
Deceased.
Ceased to be.
Ready to become ashes in his family plot.
Lum was alone in the room with the corpse; after the doctors and nurses had finally realized the matter was truly hopeless, they had retreated from the room to leave the alien princess alone with her grief. None of her friends from beyond Earth, to say anything of her peers living in Tomobiki, were there with her; the news of Ataru's demise was only now starting to spread out like wildfire across the country.
As to what reaction his demise would provoke, that remained to be seen.
"Good evening, Lum."
Lum gasped as she bolted up from the bed, spinning around towards the windows to see a lone figure standing there, the visitor's body perfectly shadowed by a rising moon. Staring at this strange apparation for a second, the Oni then scowled as her body began to spark with the bio-electricity she was well-known to use, especially whenever her Darling tried to be disloyal to her. "Who are you?!" she challenged, her fangs barred as she make a threatening step towards the newcomer. "How dare . . .?!"
A wave of the visitor's hand later and Lum's body suddenly locked up, her voice catching in her throat as the lightning display across her body suddenly vanished. "That will be enough of that," the visitor then said as the hand was lowered. "As for who I am, Lum, I am . . . "
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