Enter the Pink haired Menace
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 54
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Mahoro wanted to help Suguru with the alien device on his head right away, but she could hear someone walking towards them and had to deal with them first. She had a duty to protect the secret about extraterrestrials from the public by any means necessary. That didn’t mean she had to kill anyone, but she still had to come up with a very convincing explanation for the crater.
“Hold on, Suguru,” she told him quickly. She scurried out of the crater, trying to act as casual as she could with the circumstances. She put on her standard friendly smile and greeted the stranger politely.
“Good evening! It’s a lovely night for a stroll isn’t it? I’m sure you’re wondering about the big hole in the ground. Well, you see…”
Crack!
Something hard smashed right into Mahoro head, sending her flying back. Whatever she had been hit by was hard and swung by someone with incredible power. The person that had hit her had to be strong because Mahoro was designed to shrug off antiaircraft missiles and this hit had nearly knocked her out. She hadn’t even seen much before being hit, except for a two yellow eyes behind a pair of goggles that had glowed ominously. With a sickening crash, she landed at a shell-shocked Suguru’s feet.
“Mahoro!”
Kneeling beside his girlfriend, Suguru reached for her hand to check for a pulse. When he couldn’t find a beat, he nearly had a heart attack before he remembered Mahoro had never had a pulse, androids didn’t have blood pumping through their bodies. Suguru managed to look up from Mahoro to see the figure that had hit her standing at the edge of the crater. With a single step, the person skidded down the side of the crater towards Suguru. As she grew closer, Suguru could see the person and what she had used to hit Mahoro with.
“A guitar?” Suguru said, hardly believing that a guitar took down Mahoro, who could stop bullets with her fingers. What also surprised Suguru was that the person holding the guitar was a beautiful woman. The attacker was a lovely young lady, most likely in her early twenties, wearing a jacket and red skirt and having the most peculiar bubble-gum pink hair Suguru had ever seen. She matched Suguru’s stare, sneering back at him like he was a cockroach she’d found in her meal.
“Not just any guitar, monkey!” She harshly told Suguru. The guitar was cradled in her hands, almost lovingly. She ran a finger down it’s side, caressing it like it was a newborn baby. “This my underdeveloped primate, is a blue, left handed Rickenbacker bass guitar model 4001. The most powerful, beautiful and all around awesome piece of equipment on this pathetic rock you call a planet. You will admire it, love it, worship it, but never touch it. Only I, Haruko Haruharu can hold it.”
Words could not be found to display what Suguru felt after hearing this obviously crazy persons rant. He was worried about Mahoro, but at the same time, utterly fascinated by the strange creature that had attacked her. It wasn’t infatuation he felt for the pink haired manic, but a deep sense of marvel, like that you get from seeing a huge car crash. Somehow, this ‘Haruko’ had gotten his full attention and he couldn’t get t back. Seeing that his eyes were on her, a big toothy grin formed on Haruko’s pretty, but manic face.
“Worshiping my guitar aside, I have some business to attend to.” She pushed her open hand out. “Hand over the control metal or else I’ll have to take your head.”
Suguru backed away, no longer in wonder of this bizarre woman, just very afraid. She smiled at his fear and readied her guitar. Seemed she was going to have to do things the hard and messy way.
Before she could strike, Slash leapt from the shadows, digging her teeth into Haruko’s arm. He had been lying in wait after seeing Mahoro taken down until the attacker wasn’t ready. He knew he didn’t have the power of Mahoro, so he would have to rely on surprise to win. He just prayed his surprise attack was enough or Mahoro would be dating a headless man.
“Hold on, Suguru,” she told him quickly. She scurried out of the crater, trying to act as casual as she could with the circumstances. She put on her standard friendly smile and greeted the stranger politely.
“Good evening! It’s a lovely night for a stroll isn’t it? I’m sure you’re wondering about the big hole in the ground. Well, you see…”
Crack!
Something hard smashed right into Mahoro head, sending her flying back. Whatever she had been hit by was hard and swung by someone with incredible power. The person that had hit her had to be strong because Mahoro was designed to shrug off antiaircraft missiles and this hit had nearly knocked her out. She hadn’t even seen much before being hit, except for a two yellow eyes behind a pair of goggles that had glowed ominously. With a sickening crash, she landed at a shell-shocked Suguru’s feet.
“Mahoro!”
Kneeling beside his girlfriend, Suguru reached for her hand to check for a pulse. When he couldn’t find a beat, he nearly had a heart attack before he remembered Mahoro had never had a pulse, androids didn’t have blood pumping through their bodies. Suguru managed to look up from Mahoro to see the figure that had hit her standing at the edge of the crater. With a single step, the person skidded down the side of the crater towards Suguru. As she grew closer, Suguru could see the person and what she had used to hit Mahoro with.
“A guitar?” Suguru said, hardly believing that a guitar took down Mahoro, who could stop bullets with her fingers. What also surprised Suguru was that the person holding the guitar was a beautiful woman. The attacker was a lovely young lady, most likely in her early twenties, wearing a jacket and red skirt and having the most peculiar bubble-gum pink hair Suguru had ever seen. She matched Suguru’s stare, sneering back at him like he was a cockroach she’d found in her meal.
“Not just any guitar, monkey!” She harshly told Suguru. The guitar was cradled in her hands, almost lovingly. She ran a finger down it’s side, caressing it like it was a newborn baby. “This my underdeveloped primate, is a blue, left handed Rickenbacker bass guitar model 4001. The most powerful, beautiful and all around awesome piece of equipment on this pathetic rock you call a planet. You will admire it, love it, worship it, but never touch it. Only I, Haruko Haruharu can hold it.”
Words could not be found to display what Suguru felt after hearing this obviously crazy persons rant. He was worried about Mahoro, but at the same time, utterly fascinated by the strange creature that had attacked her. It wasn’t infatuation he felt for the pink haired manic, but a deep sense of marvel, like that you get from seeing a huge car crash. Somehow, this ‘Haruko’ had gotten his full attention and he couldn’t get t back. Seeing that his eyes were on her, a big toothy grin formed on Haruko’s pretty, but manic face.
“Worshiping my guitar aside, I have some business to attend to.” She pushed her open hand out. “Hand over the control metal or else I’ll have to take your head.”
Suguru backed away, no longer in wonder of this bizarre woman, just very afraid. She smiled at his fear and readied her guitar. Seemed she was going to have to do things the hard and messy way.
Before she could strike, Slash leapt from the shadows, digging her teeth into Haruko’s arm. He had been lying in wait after seeing Mahoro taken down until the attacker wasn’t ready. He knew he didn’t have the power of Mahoro, so he would have to rely on surprise to win. He just prayed his surprise attack was enough or Mahoro would be dating a headless man.
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