"
And so, adorned with shoulder ornaments, and carrying a fire axe in one hand, Dancer smoothly makes their way over to the door with a giant 12. They do not hesitate in scanning their bracelet on the console, to Ventus' confusion, as Dancer only has 11 BP.
The door, however, opens.
Dancer turns to face Ventus and with their weaponless hand blows him a kiss. They dramatically turn, committing a sleight of hand trick to have their dress appear to be flowing with their movement, however the cloth was merely persuaded with their hand. Ventus begins to shuffle after Dancer as they head through the giant archway, however the door closes behind them before Ventus can do anything.
Fanfare and confetti awaited the exotic prostitute, and from the ceiling rains the coveted grand cash prize* -- all in singles, as Zyro had promised!
"Their name went down in history as the first ever winner of Cleave Me: The Galaxy's Deadliest Elimination Game. And, of course, the hosts let them keep the ferrets they had bonded with."
"..."
"So...did you like it?"
"I think you need to see your therapist more..."
Akita chuckled.
"C'mon, Jazzy, she told me to write something like this. So I did!!
"Still, though. Did you like it?"
"Yes, but..."
"But?"
"Wasn't everyone competing for the grand cash prize asterisk? Why didn't anyone care about that?"
Akita brings a hand up to his chin in deep thought, then rolls to his feet and hops out of bed.
"You're right!!! Everyone got so philosophical are one point!! Bah, that's not even the nature of the game!!"
Akita rushes towards his bedroom door.
"A-Akita?! Wh-Where are you going?!"
"To revise this!! Make it better!!"
"It's two in the morning!!"
"A writer waits for nobody, Jazzy!!"
The golden bunny inhales, then loudly sighs as Akita's footsteps decrease in volume as he rushes towards his office.
~ FIN ~