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P5R: Rebel Girl (A FeMC Story/P5R Rework) Chapter 193: Sae's Palace: Act 1

As Ren was on the train heading to school, she messaged the group.

Ren: I think we should meet to discuss Akechi’s list, and tackle Sae’s palace today.

Makoto: Good thinking.

Sumire: I’m a little concerned about everything.

Sumire: I mean, this isn’t a usual palace by any stretch of the imagination.

Yusuke: True, but we can’t afford to do nothing either.

Ryuji: I’m sure once we figure out our infiltration route we’ll figure out how to tackle things on this side.

Haru: I think we need some level of contingency.

Haru: I mean, the slightest error, and things will go to Hell in a handbasket.

Futaba: I think any outside factors might need to involve Riko.

Ren You’re right about that.

Ren: I think we should save all of this for when we meet up.

Ryuji: Right.

Ryuji: Seeya then

Ren: Seeya!

Ren put her phone away, and went to school.

After school, the Thieves were at Leblanc. Makoto took out the piece of paper Akechi gave her. “So, this is Akechi’s sus list,” She exclaimed.

Everyone looked over it. “Woah!” Futaba responded.

“I have to admit,” Morgana said, “that Akechi is no slouch.”

“But I’m not on this list anywhere,” Lena said.

“Well, yeah,” Ann said. “I don’t think he has a reason to suspect you.”

“Or maybe he’s blind because of your relationship?” Ryuji pondered.

“I don’t think Akechi would be like that though,” Ren remarked. “I mean, he still suspects me, despite how close we are.”

“Yeah,” Lena said. “I think he’d suspect anyone regardless of how close he is with them.”

“Well, it doesn’t seem like he has any hard proof,” Jose said.

“Still, we should be cautious,” Yusuke said. “One false move, and we’ll play straight into his hands.”

“How does he know my online handle?!” Futaba wondered.

“Well, we did see him in Akihabara,” Ann said.

“Yeah, he said he was searching for information on someone who could take down Medjed,” Lena added.

“Hmph,” Futaba pouted. “I guess it’s time for a name change.”

“Hold on,” Ren said. “Maybe not yet.”

“Huh?! Why not?” Futaba wondered.

“If you change your name and contact Akechi, he’ll know you saw this,” Ren said. “If we want to maintain deniability, you have to pretend not to have seen this list.”

“I guess…” Futaba said.

“Do we need to keep in contact with Akechi?” Haru wondered.

“I think randomly severing contact with him would be suspicious as well,” Morgana said.

“Besides,” Sumire said, “we have a lot of things on our plate. As much as Akechi stands against us, we need all the help we can get.”

“I guess that’s true,” Haru said.

“Oh yeah,” Jose said, “how are things coming along looking into what Riko sent you?”

“Well…” Futaba began, “the information my mother gave me will take some time. I understand some of it, but it is a little more advanced than I anticipated.”

“Well, what do you know?” Sumire asked.

“Hmmm,” Futaba pondered. “Some of it is stuff we know. The metaverse, its relationship to the real world, stuff like that. But there’s something I don’t quite understand.”

“What is it?” Makoto wondered.

“Well…” Futaba said. “There’s something in there about influencing the metaverse.” Everyone was shocked. “I think it has something to do with that mysterious figure of the SIU director we saw. But the process seems…confusing.”

“Maybe we can help,” Ann offered.

“Yeah, some of us have been doing this for six months,” Ryuji said. “Maybe we’ll know something.”

“Well… Hmmm,” Futaba reacted. “So, from what I understand, if you’re not someone like us who can access the Metaverse, you need this specific formula, and then you need to lace the formula with your DNA somehow, and give it to someone to ingest.” Everyone who was in Futaba’s palace went pale. “But I’m not sure how they would go about doing that.”

“Um, Futaba?” Ren said. “I think we know a way.”

“Huh?” Futaba wondered.

Ren continued, “We saw something like that in your palace.”

“You did?!” Futaba shrieked.

Ren nodded. “So, what happened was, the Will Seeds we found in your palace belonged to your mom.”

“Huh?!”

“Once we had all of them, we saw an image of your mom drinking a concoction, and then dripped some of her blood into your food so you ate it.” Futaba was starting to get dizzy.

“I don’t think she was trying to hurt you,” Ann said.

“Yeah!” Ryuji jumped in. “From what I remember, she was apologizing to you for doing it. She wanted you to be her light, or something.”

“How then?” Futaba said.

“The sphinx,” Morgana said. Everyone looked at him. “The sphinx that took the image of your mom. That was what she left behind in that moment.”

“But why didn’t it make contact in the intervening two years?” Jose said.

“If I had to guess,” Yusuke said, “it probably has something to do with Futaba shutting herself out from the rest of the world.” Futaba smacked Yusuke. “Ow!”

“I think he’s right though,” Sumire said. “Remember, it took three of us to break the shell of the palace with the ballista. I imagine Futaba needing to reach out for help was a catalyst.”

“Plus, it was flying around outside,” Ren said. “I imagine that Futaba being in the pyramid hindered that a little.”

“Hmmm,” Futaba said. “Sorry Inari.”

“It’s fine,” Yusuke said.

“Maybe you could work on some tact,” Makoto pointed out.

“Perhaps,” Yusuke said. “But maybe Futaba working on her social interactions could be helpful too.”

“HEY!” Futaba protested. “I’m TRYING!”

“My apologies.”

“Like she said,” Ryuji added. “Tact.”

“Well…” Lena said, trying to steer the conversation back on track, “maybe we should relay that to Riko. See if she knows anything.”

“Yeah,” Makoto said. “It’s one thing to do it to someone you know, but these mental shutdowns are seemingly random at best.”

“True,” Morgana said. “Plus we should check in to see how things are going with Akechi.”

“Right!” Futaba said. “But don’t we have a palace to get into first?”

“You’re right,” Makoto said. “Let’s go.”

They started to leave, when Yusuke said “Hang on.” Everyone looked at him. “Didn’t Riko also send you information on the director?”

“Oh yeah,” Futba said. “Well, to be honest, the information seems, well, rather quaint.”

“Huh,” Yusuke said.

“He seems like he’s almost average,” Futaba said.

“Almost?” Haru wondered.

“Well, he is the leader of the Special Investigations Unit,” Futaba clarified. “Calling someone like that ‘average’ is a bit of a disservice. He has all sorts of connections to all sorts of people.”

“Maybe therein lies the game,” Morgana pointed out. “Maybe in one of his relationships is a secret of his.”

“Maybe…” Ren said. “This is going to sound a little weird, but I know one of his sons was arrested for murdering their wife.”

“I read about that too,” Futaba noted. “But that seemed a little removed from his purview.”

“But…if it wasn’t?” Ren said, trying not to involve Yumeko too much.

“Hmmm. Well, if it wasn’t...” Futaba pondered, “...I’m not sure.”

“Well, what else can you tell us about his family?” Ryuji asked. “I mean, one of his kids murdered their wife. But is that a pattern, or is it just him specifically?”

“It is just him specifically,” Futaba said. “All the rest of his kids are married, and between the five of his kids, the director has 17 grandchildren.”

“What about his wife?” Yusuke wondered. “Do you know anything about her?”

“Yeah. Um, she’s dead,” Futaba said, solemnly.

“WHAT?!” everyone shrieked.

“She suddenly got sick and died,” Futaba said. “I don’t know what else to tell you.”

“How sudden was it?” Ren inquired.

“What do you mean?” Futaba said.

“Well…without giving too much away,” Ren answered, “I know the grandchild whose mother was killed, and they believe that he played a part in it.”

Everyone was stunned. Makoto spoke up. “So, what you’re saying is…?”

Ren nodded. “Maybe he killed his wife and talked his son through killing his wife too.”

“Hmmmm,” Futaba pondered. “Maybe.”

“Wouldn’t that be hard to prove though?” Jose asked.

“Probably,” Futaba said. “This is all speculation on our part.”

“But we’re not alone in looking through things,” Haru said. “Maybe Riko could figure out something we don’t know if we point her in a direction.”

“I guess that’s true,” Futaba said. “But I think we need to head into the palace first. Perhaps we’ll find something else there that’ll help us make our next move. Besides, I’ve only scratched the surface on these documents.”

“We have a little while as it is,” Makoto remarked. “I think that’s a smart idea.”

Ren nodded. “Then let’s head out.” Everyone else nodded, and they headed off to Sae’s palace.

Upon arrival, Futaba noticed the mysterious figure and analyzed it quickly. “Hmmmm. Still hasn’t gone in.”

“It’s waiting for us to make our move, right?” Morgana said.

“Yeah,” Futaba said. “But you can never be too careful.”

“Perhaps that’s something to think about,” Haru suggested. “We’re not only working to save Sae from Eris, but this guy too, right?”

“Correct,” Makoto said. “But how do we fight something like that?”

“Maybe your mom has something in her notes?” Lena offered.

“Maybe,” Futaba said. “But I’d need to dive REALLY deep into her notes.”

“I think putting off the heist until the last possible moment would be good anyway,” Ren said. “This is going to be different than anything we’ve faced before. We need to be as prepared as we can be.”

“I see,” Futaba said.

“Well, no sense in worrying right now,” Ryuji said. “Right now, we have to make our way through this place.” Everyone nodded. They made their way to the room they found themselves in last time.

They looked at the elevator. “We still need a member’s card,” Jose remarked.

“I doubt they’d just give us one,” Yusuke added.

“Well, maybe we can find one,” Ann wondered. “I’m sure there has to be a place here to get one.”

“Probably,” Futaba said. “I’d wager there’s a back room somewhere.”

“Well then, let’s get looking,” Ren instructed. As they ventured around, they found the back room behind some guards they easily took out.

Plastered all over the walls were slogans and platitudes about how women are superior to men, yet oppressed by them, and with the coming of Sae’s “New World Order” that was going to change. “OooooooooKaaaaaaay,” Ryuji said, nervously.

“So somewhere in here, we’ll be able to get a member’s card, right?” Lena wondered.

“Yeah,” Futaba said.

“I don’t think it’ll be easy to get there though,” Makoto said. “Sis is very protective of things.”

“So we just have to do what we usually do,” Ren said, stretching her arms to crack her knuckles. “Seems simple enough.” The thieves maneuvered through the back rooms of the fashion show.

After going through the deeper parts of the back rooms, Morgana’s ears twitched. “Hold on. I sense a Will Seed in the area.”

“Really?”! Haru wondered.

“Let’s see if we can’t find it,” Ann said.

They ventured on, only to see the Will Seed door behind some bars. “DAMMIT!” Ryuji called out.

“Wait!” Ann said. “Look!” She pointed out a scanner. “Maybe if we get a key card, we can get through.”

“It’d probably be helpful for the rest of the palace as well,” Jose said.

“Perhaps,” Yusuke said. “But we may need to find a plethora of these. Don’t underestimate a palace ruler’s paranoia.”

“Especially one who’s also been taken over by Eris,” Futaba added.

“Hmmmm,” Haru pondered.

“Well, it couldn’t hurt,” Lena pointed out.

“True,” Ren said. “But now we need to find it. Let’s keep moving.” They all nodded, and they kept moving.

Soon, they spotted a powerful-looking shadow. They managed to hide. “Say, do you think that they might have the keycard?” Sumire wondered. “They seem powerful.”

“Well, there's only one way to find out,” Ryuji said. “Unless you think we can get to the place behind them.”

“We could,” Ren said, “But I imagine we’ll cross paths sooner or later. Besides, we’re still relatively close to the Will Seed. Let’s not waste too much time.” Everyone nodded, and bum rushed the shadow. Despite it being a pretty tough fight, the Phantom Thieves won out.

Jose picked up a card. “Look!”

“Way to go Jose!” Sumire said.

“Well done!” Haru added.

“Alright,” Morgana said. “Now that we have that, we should be able to get that first Will Seed.” The thieves nodded, and headed back.

They presented the card, raising the barriers to the Will Seed Door. They pressed themselves further in, opening the Will Seed door and heading in. “Um, are you going to be OK Queen?” Sumire asked.

“Why do you ask?” Makoto replied.

“Well…this is your sister…” Sumire answered. “I know there’s a bit of a distance between you two, but this might get…”

Makoto sighed. “I know this probably won’t be easy, but we have to do this. Otherwise we can’t call ourselves Phantom Thieves.” Sumire needed.

“Well, let’s see what we’re getting into,” Ren said, picking up the first Will Seed.

Suddenly, the voice of a young girl crying started ringing through the room.

“What’s this?!” Yusuke wondered.

Suddenly, a gentle female voice came in. “Sae sweetie. Don’t cry.”

“Mom?!” Makoto reacted.

“But…but you’re…” a younger voice jumped in.

“And that sounds like sis when she was younger,” Makoto clarified.

“I know,” Aki said. “But I don’t want you to be sad, OK? Come here. … I love you. Don’t forget that.”

“I won’t,” young Sae said. “I promise. … I’m going to miss you.”

“And I’ll miss you too. I’ll miss you, Makoto, your father…” Aki replied. “But I’ll always be by your side. … I’m going to need you to look after Makoto OK?”

“OK,” young Sae said.

“That’s my girl,” Aki said. She coughed.

“MOM!” young Sae called out.

“I’m fine,” Aki said. “I’m fine… Listen… There is good in this world. Don’t ever forget that.”

“I won’t,” young Sae replied. “I promise.”

“Thank you,” Aki said.

A door opened. “Alright,” said a man’s voice.

“Dad?!” Makoto wondered.

“I think we should let mom rest,” Nobuyuki said.

“But-” young Sae interjected.

“It’s alright sweetie,” Aki said. “It’s alright.” There was some silence, followed by a set of footsteps.

Young Sae started to cry again. “Mom! How could this happen?” She sniffled. “I’ll watch over Makoto. But that can't be everything! So for you mom, I’m going to be the best defense attorney the world has ever seen! So don’t you worry!”

“Huh?!” Ryuji wondered.

“Sis…?” a young Makoto asked. “Is everything alright?”

The sound of young Sae lifting young Makoto up filled the room, followed by young Sae saying “Everything will be fine. Because no matter what, I’ll always be there for you.”

The voices came to an end. “Huh,” Futaba reacted. “That was…something…”

“Yeah…” Lena added.

“But, um, what did she mean by becoming ‘the best defense attorney’?” Ryuji wondered.

“She’s a prosecutor, right?” Haru wondered.

“Well…” Makoto explained. “My mother was a defense attorney. And for a while, my sister wanted to be a defense attorney just like her.”

“What happened?” Jose asked.

“It's a little fuzzy, Makoto said, " but I think around the time my dad died, my sister wanted something a little more respectable and steady, since she also had to take care of me. She didn’t want anything weighing her down.”

“Well, I suspect that the existence of this palace proves that something is weighing her down,” Sumire said.

“I agree,” Makoto said. “Which is all the more reason to steal her treasure.”

There was a solemn silence before Ren instructed, “Let’s keep moving.” They all left, and kept pressing through the palace.

Soon, they came across another door that required the keycard. Once it was opened, “Ann rejoiced “Yay! It’s open!” They found themselves face to face with a vent.

Just outside the window were two tough looking guards. “Glad we don’t have to go through them,” Ryuji remarked.

“Being a thief has its advantages,” Morgana said. They all began sliding through the vent to get to the control room on the other side.

“Alright,” Futaba noted, “the terminal we need is just beyond there.”

“There seems to be someone guarding it,” Lena pointed out.

“Well, we can’t avoid every fight,” Morgana lamented. “Let’s make this quick.” The thieves ambushed the guard and took him out.

“BOOYAH!” Futaba called out. “Now it’s my time to shine!” She approached the terminal and began cracking. Once she finished, she presented two things. “First off, here’s a map of the building.”

Ren grabbed it. “Thanks.”

“But also…” Futaba hyped up. “Ta-da! A member’s card!”

“Good work, Oracle!” Yusuke congratulated.

“Thanks,” Futaba said. “I didn’t know what name to give it, so I went with Taro Tanaka.”

“Um, isn’t that a bit obvious?” Ryuji wondered.

“Well, they know we’re here,” Jose pointed out.

“True,” Futaba said. “She is practically challenging us. Then again, better to be safe than sorry. Hold on.” Futaba got to work making another card. “OK, this one belongs to a Shinji Nakanomatsu. How’s that?”

“That works,” Ryuji said.

“Um, maybe we shouldn’t make too many,” Haru said. “They might get a little suspicious.”

“Good thinking,” Futaba said. “Noir! Take the Taro Tanaka card and get rid of it.”

“Huh?!” Haru wondered. “Why me?”

“Well, this kind of stuff usually falls on the newbie of the group.”

“Hey come on,” Ren said. “We’re all equals here.”

“It’s OK, Joker,” Haru said. “I’ll take care of it.”

Ren was a little surprised, but said “Well, if you’re OK with it.”

“Great!” Futaba said, handing over the Taro Tanaka card.

“Look!” Ann said, pointing out another airvent. “We can escape through here.”

“It’d be easier than going through that whole area again,” Lena pointed out.

“Well then, let’s go!” Sumire called out. “We’ve got an elevator to catch!” They all flowed through the air vent, and with a hop, skip, and a jump, they were back to the floor with the elevator.

Once there, Ren took out the card and said “So we just present this, and…”

The elevator dinged. “Member’s Card Accepted! Floor’s Accessible: The Ground Floor (current Location), The Member’s Suit.”

“Didn’t she say she wanted to meet us in The Exclusive Member’s Suit?” Jose wondered.

“I could only do so much,” Futaba said. “You couldn’t get an Exclusive Member’s card from the back terminal.”

“Still, we can move up,” Ryuji said. “I’m sure we’ll figure something out.”

“Good point Skull!” Ann said. “We just gotta keep pushing forward!”

“Well then, let’s push,” Ren said. They got onto the elevator and headed up.

Once they got to the Member’s Suit, they walked off and saw Sae, Riko, director Ono, and Sae’s guards. “Sis?!” Makoto yelped.

“Hm hm,” Sae chuckled. “We didn’t expect you to get this far.”

Sae’s Shadow manifested itself. “But then again, you pesky thieves always seem to outmaneuver Us.”

“Oh great,” Ryuji remarked. “More of this.”

Jose stepped up. “Do you wish to fight us here and now?!” he declared.

Sae laughed. “Silly thieves. You aren’t worth Our time yet.”

“You need to PROVE yourselves!” Shadow Sae said. “Otherwise, We won’t have a show on our hands. And We wouldn’t want that.”

Sae turned to Riko. “How are renovations coming along?” “Renovations are complete on this floor,” Riko answered. “They should be complete on the other floor soon.”

“Excellent!” Sae said. She turned to Ono. “You!” She yanked on his leash. “Lick Our feet!” The director whimpered. He got on his knees and did what he was told. Sae turned back to the thieves. “Right now, you aren’t even worth THIS much.”

“WHAT?!” Ann yelped.

“However, if you manage to make it through Our gauntlets,” Shadow Sae said. “Then We’ll challenge you.”

“Hm,” Ren smirked. “You continuing to underestimate us will be your downfall.”

“Tch!” Sae sneered. “You may have gotten lucky before. But you’re on OUR turf now!”

Shadow Sae jumped in. “So think twice before making your silly declarations!”

Sae snapped, and in the blink of an eye, she and her pose were on the elevator. “We’ll see you around. If you’re strong enough!” The elevator went up.

“And she’s gone,” Yusuke said.

“She’s getting on my nerves!” Ann remarked.

“Tell me about it,” Ryuji agreed.

“Well, like it or not,” Morgana said, “and I personally vote ‘not’, she IS right. This is her palace, and by extension, her rules.”

“Well yeah,” Ryuji said, “but I don’t want to lick her feet.”

“I don’t think we’ll have to,” Sumire said. “So long as we prove ourselves.”

“But what does that mean?” Haru asked.

Jose looked over. “There’s a kiosk over there,” he noted. “Maybe they have an answer for us.”

“Well, I don’t think we have anything better to work with at the moment,” Ren said. They made their way over to the kiosk.

“Ah, greetings!” the kiosk manager said. “We’ve been expecting you!”

“You have?!” Makoto wondered.

“Indeed,” the manager said. “As appreciated guests, we will grant you 1,000 Fashion Points. You may earn more through our Fashion Gauntlets.”

“Sae did mention something about that,” Yusuke noted.

“What can we get with these Fashion Points?” Makoto wondered.

“Why many things,” the manager answered. “Our most coveted prize is an Exclusive Member’s Card for a reasonable 50,000 Fashion points.”

“FOR REAL?!” Ryuji called out.

“50,000 hardly seems ‘reasonable’,” Sumire pointed out.

“Well those are the rules,” the manager said. “Take it or leave it. We also offer a loan service where we can let you borrow points up to your total amount.”

“I don’t wanna mess with that,” Ryuji said. “It seems troublesome.”

“Only if you can’t manage to pay it back,” the manager said.

“So, what would you recommend?” Ren asked.

“Well, on this floor, we have the Accessory Room and the Attitude Room,” the manager said. “For beginners, I’d recommend the Accessory Room.”

“Thank you,” Ren said. Ren motioned her group to regroup away from the kiosk. “So, it seems like we should do the Accessory Room first.”

“Are you sure we should be following the lead of some weird, conjured kiosk guy?” Ryuji wondered.

“I don’t think brute forcing our way through this palace will get us anywhere,” Morgana noted.

“Besides, it seems like Sae wants to challenge us,” Sumire pointed out.

“So we just take the challenge?” Lena asked.

“Seems like it,” Jose said.

“Hold on,” Ren said. “While I believe that taking on these gauntlets is the easiest way to proceed, I don’t think it’ll be easy.”

“What do you mean?” Futaba asked.

“Joker’s right,” Makoto said. “My sister may have invited us to challenge her, but since this is her home turf, she has no intention of fighting fair.”

“Well lucky for us, neither do we,” Yusuke remarked.

“So…we just have to cheat our way through this place?” Jose wondered.

“It’s probably better than playing it straight,” Ryuji noted. “No offense, but I don’t know how I feel about an ‘Accessory Room’ or an ‘Attitude Room’.”

“Yeah,” Ann remarked. “I know this is a warped fashion show, but this seems like a little much.”

“Remember, it used to be a casino,” Morgana said. “Maybe it has some of its old trappings.”

“So, it’s still luck-based?” Sumire wondered.

“I guess fashion is to to some extent,” Ann said. “But I feel like there’s something else going on here.”

“Well we won’t know for sure until we keep exploring!” Futaba said. “Sometimes the only way out is through.”

“Indeed,” Yusuke agreed.

“So the plan is to investigate and cheat if possible,” Ren surmised. “Alright, let’s move out!” They nodded, and moved on over to the Accessory Room.

Before entering, they stopped by the sign. Futaba took the time to read it. “‘Accessory Room Rules: Enter one of the chambers and offer a minimum of 25 Fashion Points. The judge in the room will ask if you are going minimalist or showy with your accessories. You then roll three dice. If you roll a 9 or lower, your style will be minimalist. If you roll a 10 or higher, your style will be showy. If you match your style selection with the dice roll, the judge will reward you with twice as many Fashion Points. If you don’t match your style selection with the dice roll, the judge will keep the Fashion Points you offered. A roll of three sixes will win no matter what, and also offer three times the amount of Fashion Points.’”

“That seems like a load of BS!” Ryuji called out.

“Maybe,” Ann said. “But it feels real to an extent.”

“I agree,” Makoto said. “Women, especially in high power positions, have to adhere to certain standards. If you don’t accessorize enough, people will look down on you for ‘abandoning your femininity’. But if you accessorize too much, people will say you’re ‘gaudy’ or ‘trying too hard’.”

“Woah!” Ryuji reacted. “I had no idea.”

“Of course not,” Morgana said. “Us men don’t have to worry about that.”

“But that sucks!” Ryuji said.

“I will admit, it is a little difficult at times,” Ren interjected, “but I find it fun when you find JUST the right accessories and show it off.”

“TOTALLY!” Ann agreed. “When you find make-up that REALLY compliments you. There’s nothing like it!”

“Indeed,” Yusuke agreed. “Why, not too long ago, I found some really good blush that brought out my cheekbones REALLY nicely.”

“Wait, you do this stuff too?” Ryuji said.

“Only a little,” Yusuke said. “I don’t go all out or anything, but if it looks good on me, I’m willing to try something.”

“Actually, a good number of guys at Kosei use make-up and other accessories regularly,” Jose said. “Although, some of it is for the theater department.”

“Huh,” Ryuji pondered.

“You know, you should be a little more well-versed in this area, Skull,” Futaba teased. “You know, after your little stint in Shinjuku.”

“Oh yeah!” Haru giggled. “You looked so good in those pictures.”

“Hey!” Ryuji barked. “Those guys handled my outfits and stuff, while Joker did my makeup!”

“I guess that’s true,” Futaba said.

“Buuuuuut it wouldn’t hurt to learn a little bit,” Ann said. “I mean, if you come to one of my fashion shows, knowing a little something could be beneficial.”

“Well…” Ryuji said. “Maybe… But only if I don’t have to get into it!”

“Deal!” Ann said.

“Anyways!” Makoto said. “It seems like this is probably rigged.”

“Or left up to chance at best,” Lena said.

“So we have to figure out a way to tip the scales in our favor!” Makoto continued.

“Lucky for us, that’s our specialty,” Ren said. “Let’s have a look around.” The team moved out through the area.

On one end, Haru reported “I found a door to a back area. But it is locked, and there’s no way to open it from this side.”

On the other end, Jose said “I found a vent! Perhaps we can sneak in this way.”

“Good finding, Sunshine!” Ren called out. “It seems like no one’s watching, so we can go!” One by one, they funneled through the vent, and found themselves in the back room.

“Alright!” Ryuji cheered. “Now all we gotta do is find some way to rig the game!”

Makoto nodded. “Let’s go!” They made their way through the back room of the Accessory Room.

After some trekking, they managed to make it to the room behind the chambers. “So, this is it: the belly of the beast!” Yusuke remarked.

“Hang on!” Lena observed. “Look!”

She pointed out the shadow behind the scenes. “They think they’re going to stylize just right. NOW! Take it all from them!”

“So they really are cheating,” Futaba muttered.

“Sis…” Makoto said, worried.

“Well, now that we’re here,” Ren instructed, “we can turn the tables. Right, Oracle?”

Futaba nodded. “Should be easy enough.”

“But first,” Sumire said, “we have to deal with the current cheaters!”

Ren nodded. “MOVE!” They rushed the shadow behind the cheating. With the successful ambush, they managed to take out the shadow relatively easily.

“Alright!” Ann shouted.

Ren looked at the console. “Oracle? Would you like to do the honors?”

“Heh heh heh! With pleasure!” Oracle said. She began hacking the console. Once she finished, she turned to the others and said, “OK! I thought it’d be weird to rig all of the games, so I only rigged one of them, and the rest of them have the normal odds. I went ahead and marked the room on the map for us.”

“Good thinking,” Makoto said. “If sis finds out, she’d probably send everyone to deal with us. And we couldn’t handle that.”

“Well, since we know which one will be helpful to us,” Morgana said. “Let’s play the game!” They nodded, and left.

At the end of the hallways, Haru found a locked door. “Oh! I think this is the door I noticed on the other side. And look! There’s a keycard reader!” Ren nodded, and opened the door. They were back in the Accessory Room front area.

They made their way to their own personal cheating chamber. “Alright, let’s see how this goes,” Ren said. She went up to play.

“Good evening,” the judge said. “How many Fashion Points are you putting on the line today?”

“1,000,” Ren answered.

There were audible gasps. “Heh heh,” the judge said. “Somebody’s confident. No matter, I’m always willing to serve some humble pie. Now tell me, how do you plan on stylizing today?”

“Let’s go flashy!” Ren said.

“Bold in every sense of the word, I see,” the judge said. “Let’s see if you’re bold enough.” The dice rolled. It landed on triple six. “Urgh! I don’t believe it!”

Ren chuckled. “My winnings?”

“Er, of course madame,” the judge said. Ren’s Fashion Points now accumulated to 3,000.

“Good,” Ren said. “Now again.”

“You think you’ll get lucky twice in a row?!” the judge said. “There’s bold, and then there's foolhardy!”

“Are you saying no?” Ren intimidated.

“Er, of course not!” the judge said. “Still flashy?”

“You know it,” Ren said.

“Very well,” the judge said. The dice rolled. Triple six again. Ren’s Fashion Points now were at 9,000. “I don’t believe it…”

Ren giggled. “Well, you take care now.”

“Er, yes,” the judge said. The thieves left.

“Are you sure you want to leave?” Ryuji whispered.

“I think we need to keep looking around,” Ren said. “If we wanted to just get through the palace, maybe, but our aim is a little more than that.”

“Right,” Ryuji siad. “Let’s move on to the, ummm, Attitude Room, I guess.”

“I am unsure of how this will work,” Yusuke said.

“”Yeah,” Lena said. “What do you think it means?”

“I think it’d be better if we just go,” Ann said. “It’s not worth it to just stand around speculating.” The others nodded, and they headed out.

Once they got to the door to the Attitude Room, Futaba read the sign. “‘Attitude Room Rules: Approach an Attitude Machine, insert the required Fashion Points, and pull the lever. If you get three matching moods, you win. If you don’t get three matching moods, you lose. Rewards are dependent on what mood you get.”

“The Hell?!” Ryuji said. “This is JUST a slot machine! And what do they mean about having ‘matching moods’?”

“Well,” Makoto jumped in, “women are sometimes considered moody by their male peers. If they display different moods throughout the day, it looks bad on them. I guess this is a reflection of that?”

“But if this is how women are treated,” Lena wondered, “why is Sae subjecting us to it?”

“I imagine that she’s been subject to it on too many occasions to count,” Makoto lamented.

“Oh…” Lena said.

“But also,” Futaba interrupted, “maybe this has to do with her ‘New World Order’. Maybe once she’s in charge, she’ll subject men to this kind of treatment.”

“Hmmm,” Yusuke pondered. “I think that’s a fair assessment. I mean, you’ve seen how she views the director now.”

“Right…” Makoto said.

Ryuji and Morgana jolted. “Umm, I don’t wanna do that…” Ryuji said, nervously.

“Y-Yeah!” Morgana said. “Let’s save Sae!”

“Oh brother…” Futaba whined.

Haru giggled. “Don’t worry your pretty little heads. Everything will be fine.”

“Thanks…” Ryuji said.

“Anyways, we should get going,” Ren said. They entered.

Once inside, they saw a bunch of “Attitude Machines”. “So, do we just play them?” Ann wondered.

Ren shook her head. “They’re probably rigged too. Besides, if we were guided to the Accessory Room first, there’s probably something juicier than these in here.”

“Good thinking,” Sumire said.

Ren nodded. “Let’s explore the area a little.” The thieves nodded, and went about searching the area.

At the end, they spotted a door. “Hmm,” Jose pondered. He walked up to it and tried opening it. “It’s locked.”

“Well, there’s probably another way in,” Morgana surmised.

Jose nodded. “Maybe another air vent somewhere.”

“Let’s look for one,” Ann suggested. They went back and found one on top of one of the walls. They snuck through, and found themselves in more back rooms.

“Well, here we are again,” Ryuji remarked.

“Third verse, same as the first,” Lena added.

“Well, let’s not just stand around,” Ren instructed. “Let’s move!” The thieves moved through the back rooms with ease.

As they were going through, Morgana noticed something. “Hm? I think the second Will Seed is around here somewhere.”

Ren nodded. “Let’s keep an eye out.” They searched around, and soon found it. They entered.

“I wonder what we’ll see next,” Jose pontificated.

“I don’t know,” Lena said. “But I doubt it’ll be as heavy as last time.”

“We can only hope,” Yusuke said. “But I don’t assume it’s anything good.”

“Well, we still have to face the music anyways,” Makoto said. “Right Joker?”

“Right,” Ren replied. She went up and grabbed it.

“Hello there,” the director’s voice rang out.

“The director?” Futaba said.

Sae’s voice picked up. “Who are you, and what do you want?”

“Isn’t that her boss?” Haru wondered.

“Maybe this was from before,” Yusuke rationalized.

“You must be Sae Niijima,” the director said. “My name is Hiroto Ono. I’m the director of the Special Investigations Unit at the prosecutor’s office, and a friend of your professor’s. He’s told me quite a lot about you.”

“What does it concern you?” Sae mouthed back. “I’m studying to become a defense attorney.”

“Of course, of course,” Ono said. “I’m familiar with your mother as well. Why, I’ve fought her court more times than I can count. … I’m…sorry for your loss.”

“It’s fine,” Sae said.

“But back to my original point,” Ono said. “While it is true that you are studying to become a defense attorney, it might be beneficial to work in the prosecutor’s office for a little while.”

“Why do you say that?” Sae asked.

“Come on!” Ono retorted. “I know you’re no fool. You know that prosecutors have a 99% success rate in this country.”

“Is that true?” Ryuji wondered.

Makoto nodded. “It is very stacked in the favor of the police and prosecution.”

“But that doesn’t seem fair!” Ann protested.

“It’s not,” Makoto said. “But sis has told me she wanted to remedy that.”

“Still…” Ann said.

“Your point?” Sae’s voice continued.

“Well, I’m just saying,” Ono replied, “you might not get a foothold in if the odds are stacked against you. It’d be worth it to establish yourself a bit beforehand to help show confidence. Not to mention it’s a little more secure than just starting off as a defense attorney.”

“What’s in it for you?” Sae wondered.

“Hm,” the director grinned. “I know just how talented you are. I don’t want a mind like yours to be wasted, whether it’s playing for my team, or the enemy.”

“So, you consider defense attorneys to be the enemy,” Sae sniped.

“It’s a playful rivalry,” Ono said. “Here. This is my card. I don’t need an answer right away, but I’d like to hear from you.”

“Thanks,” Sae said.

“Well, so long,” Ono said. “Oh, and good luck on your test.”

There was a long silence before Sae went “Hmmmmmmmmmm.”

The voices ended there. “Well, it wasn’t as heavy…” Yusuke said.

“But I don’t feel good after listening to that,” Lena finished.

“So, the director wanted to bring her in,” Makoto said.

“You didn’t know?” Morgana said.

“Well…” Makoto said. “I don’t know all the specifics. But I know that she and the director began talking when she was in college.”

“So, that was her in college then,” Jose said.

“I believe so,” Makoto said. “From what I know, she decided to go along with it, but assured us that it was only temporary.”

“‘Us’?” Ryuji wondered. “Has Sae’s Shadow form infected you too?”

“No!” Makoto said, angrily. “I meant…me and my dad.”

“Ah,” Ryuji said. “Yeah, that makes more sense.”

“But she’s still a prosecutor,” Sumire remarked.

“Again, that’s because of my father’s death,” Makoto said. “Like I said, keeping this job was more secure for her after his passing. Not to mention taking care of me.”

“Queen…” Haru said, mournfully.

“Well, it seems like this whole thing is taking its toll on her,” Morgana said. “So we gotta free her from her chains!”

“Hm,” Ren smirked. “Couldn’t have said it better myself. Let’s keep moving.” The thieves nodded, and moved on.

They soon found a strange terminal. “Oh hey!” Ryuji said. “Can you crack this Oracle?”

“I’ll take a look,” Futaba said. “Hmmmm.”

“What is it?” Jose asked.

“It looks like,” Futaba began, “this is part of a network. It’s not on right now, but it seems connected to a greater system. I think if I can activate it, I can make the necessary arrangements.”

“But we need to activate it first…” Ann said.

“Correct,” Futaba replied.

“Let’s keep this area in mind for now and keep going,” Ren said. The thieves moved on.

They soon found another air vent that let them out in a room with a giant “Attitude Machine.” “Woah!” Ryuji said. “THAT’S a big machine!”

Lena was surprised. “It costs 5,000 Fashion Points to just play it?!”

“Yeah, but look!” Jose assured her. “If we win the jackpot, we get 50,000 Fashion Points!”

“IF we win,” Makoto said.

“Well, let’s see if we can’t crack this,” Ren said. The thieves began their search.

They soon found a terminal on the side of the machine. “Alrighty then!” Futaba said. She began cracking. “Hmmmm. Ah! I see!”

“What is it?” Yusuke wondered.

“THIS is the main terminal,” Futaba said. “From here, I can activate the other terminals.”

“And from there, you can hack this machine?” Makoto wondered

“Precisely!” Futaba answered.

“I take it the one we found in the back room is one of them,” Sumire said.

“Correct!” Futaba said. “The other one is at the front of the Attitude Room.”

“Well then, let’s activate those terminals,” Ren instructed. They decided to head back to the front first.

On their way, they found the locked door Jose tried to open. “Huh,” Jose remarked. Ren unlocked the door. “How peculiar.”

“Well, I guess they don’t let just anyone back here,” Makoto said.

“True,” Yusuke said. “Even if it is rigged, the chance at that many Fashion Points is too much to just give away.” They kept moving.

They found the terminal at the front. “How’d we miss this?” Ryuji wondered.

“I assume it’s designed to blend in,” Makoto said. “We were so taken in with what this room is that we didn’t notice it.”

“Well now that it’s here, it’s mine!” Futaba said. She began hacking. “Alright! This terminal is under my control!”

“Now time for the other one!” Sumire cheered. They made their way back into the back rooms and found the other terminal.

“Alright!” Futaba said. She hacked away. “BOOYAH! Both terminals are now mine!”

“So, what now?” Lena asked. “Do we just spin and win?”

“Not quite…” Futaba admitted. Everyone was confused. “I could only get the giant ‘Attitude Machine’ to be 8:2 odds of paying out,” she admitted.

“So, it’s just left up to luck?” Makoto said.

“Well, the odds are in our favor,” Sumire said. “All we need now is just a little faith.”

Ren nodded. “Let’s head over to the machine now and press our luck.”

“Maybe don’t phrase it like that,” Morgana said. Regardless, the thieves moved out.

Once they got there, the thieves stood and stared at the machine. “Do we pull it?” Lena wondered.

“We have no other option,” Sumire said. “Joker?” She gave Ren a peck on the cheek. “You do the honors.”

Ren nodded. “Thanks for the luck, sweetie.” Ren inserted 5,000 of her Fashion Points and spun the machine. The first slot landed on a 7, with the word “Themselves” inside. “Huh?” Ann wondered.

“I guess the ability to ‘be themselves’ is the jackpot,” Makoto said.

“That’s…depressing…” Ryuji said.

The second 7 came up. “Could it be?” Yusuke wondered.

The third 7 arrived. “WE DID IT!” Lena cheered. The noise rang through the Attitude Room.

Ren smiled. “Well, it seems like if we stay here longer, we may get caught.”

Morgana nodded. “We have enough. Let’s move.” The thieves all left the Attitude Room, and gathered in the lobby of the Member’s Suit.

Ren approached the kiosk. “Hello there.”

“Hello,” the manager said.

“We’d like an Exclusive Member’s card,” Ren said.

“Do you have the Fashion Points?” the manager asked.

“Certainly,” Ren said, presenting her card.

The manager looked it over. “Very well then.” He got out a card. “Here you are.”

“Thank you,” Ren said, with a smile. She turned to her team. “Let’s move.” They started making their way to the elevator, only to see a powerful shadow sanding in their way.

Over the speakers, they heard Sae say “My my my. You really are a tricksy bunch.”

“But still,” Shadow Sae remarked, “you’re no match for Us!”

Ren grew determined. “Is this part of your ‘test’ too?!” she asked.

“Hm hm hm,” Sae chuckled. “You’re more clever than I first thought.”

“Heh heh heh heh,” Shadow Sae said. “Cheat as much as you want! But when faced with a real opponent, you can’t afford to back down!”

Makoto steeled herself. “Why are you doing this?!” she called out.

“Why?” Sae answered. “WHY?! Because once you VERMIN are dealt with, We can FINALLY make the changes this godforsaken country NEEDS!”

“We want that too!” Makoto pleaded. “We can help if you just listen to us!”

“THAT’S NOT FOR YOU TO DECIDE!” Sae snapped.

“Yeah,” Shadow Sae agreed. “If you want to prove yourselves to Us, go ahead! But We won’t listen to you miscreants until then!”

“Sis…” Makoto saint, resigning herself. She took a deep breath. “Well, if it’s a fight you want, then it’s a fight YOU’LL GET! BRING IT ON!” The thieves challenged the shadow. Despite the shadow’s overwhelming power, the thieves managed to win the fight.

“Damn Queen,” Futaba remarked. “Are you doing OK?”

“I’m fine,” Makoto said. She sighed. “Well, as fine as I can be.”

Haru placed her hand on Makoto’s shoulder. “I know it’s difficult.”

“Noir…” Makoto said. She sighed again. “Thanks.”

“Well, now that that’s sorted,” Ren said, “let’s move on up.” The thieves nodded, and made their way to the elevator.

Ren presented the Exclusive Member’s Card. “Exclusive Member’s Card Accepted. Floors Accessible: Ground Floor. Member’s Suit (current floor). Exclusive Member’s Suit.”

“I don’t suppose that even when we get up there, we’ll just get to meet with Sae,” Yusuke remarked.

“I don’t think so either,” Makoto said.

“Well then, we just gotta work our magic again, I suppose,” Sumire said.

“But what kind of trapping will we find in the Exclusive Member’s Suit?” Lena said.

“No use in speculating,” Ren said. “Let’s just move on up.” They got in the elevator and rode up to the Exclusive Member’s Suit.

Once there, Ren and company noticed a big wall and an attendant. “Welcome to the Exclusive Member’s Suit,” the attendant said. “Do you have a reservation?”

Ren was confused. “Well then,” Makoto said. “Let’s go.” She started walking.

“Wait!” Ren called out, grabbing her arm.

Then, something very peculiar happened. Makoto turned back, but she was phasing through the attendant. “What?”

Everyone else was freaked out. “WHAT IS THAT?!” Ryuji yelped.

“Is something the matter?” Masked.

“Um, Queen?” Futaba asked. “Do you see a giant door?”

“No?” Makoto said. “Do you?” Everyone nodded. “Huh.”

“You, um, also,” Morgana said, “kind of…in…someone…”

“What?!” Makoto yelped.

Ren pulled her away. “So, we see someone guarding a giant door. But not only do you not see it, it doesn’t even seem to register for you.”

“How very odd,” Yusuke said.

“Why do you suppose that is?” Jose asked.

“Hmmm,” Morgana wondered. “I think it has something to do with Sae’s cognition.This must be a part of the real world we don’t have access to, but should.”

“And also,” Haru continued, “a part of the world where Queen DOES have access to.”

“Right…” Lena said. “But what fits the bill here?”

“Well, we know this place is a courthouse,” Ren said, thinking aloud.

“That’s it!” Makoto said. “This area must represent the courtroom itself! I’ve watched my sister work before, but I don’t think anyone else has been in the courtroom.”

“So, we just gotta watch a court case?” Ryuji said.

“I guess so,” Futaba said.

“Not only that,” Morgana pointed out. “We’ve gotta watch a trial Sae is running. SHE needs to see us there.”

“Oh yeah…” Ryuji said.

“Maybe we can ask Secretary when her next trial will be,” Sumire said. “If we’re lucky, we can catch it.”

“Hm hm. Excellent idea Violet,” Haru said.

“Plus, you can compare notes, Oracle,” Ren said.

“Right,” Futaba nodded.

“So, for now, we gotta head out,” Makoto said, “and come back in once we’ve seen a trial.”

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Lena said.

“Well then, let’s go,” Ren said. They headed back down the elevator.

On their way down, Haru wondered. “Hmmmm.”

“What’s wrong, Noir?” Lena asked.

“I’m just curious,” Haru answered. “We only saw two of the Will Seeds. I wonder what else lies in store.”

“Oh,” Lena said.

“Do you have any idea, Queen?” Morgana said.

“I imagine it has something to do with my father’s death,” Makoto said. “But I don’t think I can give specifics.”

“Sorry,” Morgana pouted.

“You’re fine,” Makoto said.

“Well, that’s just another mystery we’ll have to unravel,” Ren said. “For now, let’s rest up, and prepare for what’s to come.” With one last group nod, the thieves left the Fashion Show, and headed out into the real world.

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