Awakening of Tonight Show and Tiny Fragments

Afternoon sunlight rose broadly across the entire area of Neo Tokyo City that was filled with unending busy activities on every street or the insides of the building, Warmful flashes sparked simultaneously on the group of window glasses residing on most of the tall buildings.

The trapezoid building with the middle-above spotlight presenting the recent news for the outside world received the blessing from the warm sunlight. News that presented the pitch black silhouette of the trio of humanoids standing close to each other and below the picture, a red rectangular news headline appeared.

A news headline that announced the neon-white letters combined into one sentence stating, "Beware The Mysterious Humanoids Who Roaming Around in Rising Sun!!" The citizen who filled a majority of spots on the sidewalks near the building and perceived their surprised eyes began to light up the street with pondering murmurs.

"I thought Sparror and the other heroes already cleaned this freaky humanoid mess." A man with a long black ponytail and wearing a grey t-shirt alongside long jeans murmured as he witnessed the news.

"Maybe they did. This news probably is more into raising our awareness regarding this problem just like with The Distrunians or even Maduruma." A man in his fifties stood beside the ponytail man and reassured him from drowning deeper in franticness. "Or the other humanoids were still there because yesterday we had another attack from them."

The ponytail man shook his head and bit his lips before he uttered, "I believe your reasoning Mr.Kanzata, but I'm quite bothered that the humanoids problem kept happening."

Although the outside people who watched the news continued to comment on their concerns about the recent news, the people inside the trapezoid building declared their hectic activities. More precisely, the majority of the workers in the crowded office room centered all of their attention on the ongoing work assignments.

Kenta was also included as one of the workers who occupied a seat on the far left and had a rectangular office table planted by pairs of bluish barricades between the workers. His office table carried the gleaming azure-blue hologram that formed a monitor alongside the holographic keyboard below. A monitor screen unveiling the dirty river picture above and half-done black letters, a wall of text within the cotton-white paper, also included new words added as The Photographer continued the rapid typing on the holographic keyboards.

'It was quite a tough experience to get a picture on that dirty river, but the good thing is I managed to get the good angle on it.' Kenta thought, fastening the typing and enlarging the wall of text for adding more words at the same time.

A sudden vibrating and high-pitched noise of notification rang, luring Kenta's sight to steer onto the left side of his table. He heaved the shivering shock frown when capturing a glimpse of the message tab within the active phone with a blue frame and brown hungry wolf logo for the background.

The grey message tab of unknown numbers said, "Hello, dear Kenta, are you ready to be part of my show again? Because I needed a very effective help for awakening the big monster" stretched further his frowning eyebrows the closer he skimmed it. The Photographer also staggeringly bit his lips and held his breath for preventing the hunting desire from being exposed in the office room.

Regardless, Kenta exhaled the bothersome sigh away from his mouth and rested the biting grit by folding his lips. A worn-out stare appeared shortly on The Photographer's face, wondering about the willingness of joining the contribution for the upcoming tonight's show from Frenzy Cloverland.

'Damn it, fine. After I finish with this, I'll make an excuse letter for going home earlier to Mrs.Sankari.' Kenta mumbled through his mind with a tiring tone, raising a facepalm to close his shaking face. 'Making an excuse with her is quite hard, especially with somehow I got a good reputation as a photographer.'

Hence, Kenta hurriedly stood up from his balmy-white holographic chair and gazed down at his palm. A palm that ignited a purging violet logo of a man tipping down the fedora, forced him to extend the thrilling grin before rotating back onto the flood article within his monitor screen.

Enticement and delightfulness clouded The Phantom's eyes as he fixated his glare on the humongous experiment object below front. Moreover, the black-inked object resembling the head of a wolf with the body of a snail peacefully slumbered beneath the glossing-transparent violet floor. Violet floor that also placed a floating slimy lavender bird nest on edge right spots, switching Frenzy Cloverland enthralled's stare.

"I could resurrect this magnificent monster role's candidate, but seeing Kenta's embracing his real killer personality is much more fun to see in my very naked sight." Frenzy Cloverland uttered excitedly.

He fluently stretched both of his arms like a host declaring enthusiasm toward the stage's audience. Shrouding purplish smoke engulfed both of the delirium stepping feet of The Phantom the longer he perceived his malignant grin onto the birds' nest, snapping his finger to echo a distorting noise.

The stepping and drumming noise of the snapping finger went louder especially when the translucent purplish door popped out behind the delightful Frenzy Cloverland. Without hesitation, The Phantom twirled around his elastic-alike body for greeting the purplish door like a ballerina declaring her swift dance.

A wonderful guest who would soon open widely the purplish door and revealed himself as Kenta who was still maintaining his civilian cloth and exposed the tiring eyebrows. As The Photographer stepped out of the purplish door, Frenzy Cloverland proudly bowed down his entire upper body and released a burst of distorting chuckle.

"Welcome back, The former hunter, Kenta!!" Frenzy Cloverland cried at top of his lungs in soothing joyfulness. Then, he got up the bowing body for forming a steady, yet assertive standing position.

"Hello, The Phantom from another world," Kenta replied, walking further from the translucent door that instantly vanished into untraceable particles.

The Photographer halted his approaching step as curiosity lingered through his eyebrows, scanning the entire area back and forth. An astonishing glare arose on Kenta's face due to he caught the glimpse of the slimy wolf head from the reflective surface of the violet floor, dropping the shocked jaw.

"Wait is this your another surprise for tonight's show?" Kenta guessed, drowned deeply in delightfulness as he kept walking forward to get a clearer sight of the intriguing black-inked object.

The Phantom chuckled and took swift forward steps with Kenta kept extending his thrilled frown. Frenzy Cloverland fluently tapped on The Photographer's left shoulder before painting his lips with an excited smile.

"Yes, and it's not just a mundane surprise." Frenzy Cloverland muttered with a sense of delirium ignited through his voice. He gently rubbed the shoulder of Kenta who slowly switched his attention, wincing his lips when witnessing the stale-enthralled smile on The Phantom's lips.

Frenzy Cloverland chuckled and uttered confidently, "It's the phenomenal surprise for your favorite hunting target, Sparror."

"The mighty Sparror will face the real monster who can be the key to saving the damsel in distress." Frenzy Cloverland explained, letting go of the rubbing hand from Kenta's shoulder and waving his thrilling hand down. "Marshon is the perfect name for this monster who was destined to make the show wonderful."

A mystified stare gleamed on the entirety of Kenta's face as he darted his sight toward The Phantom who slowly walked further from his distance. The thought of a damsel in distress flooded through his mind especially when The Photographer gave a grimaced look onto Frenzy Cloverland.

"What the hell, kidnapping Sparror's love interest? Are you serious!?" Kenta yelled with a dissatisfied tone."It's a very lame and repetitive way, Phantom!!"

Frenzy Cloverland raised one of his fingers and uttered, "Before you're going to explain further your killer argument, I'll tell you the main reason."

"Simple answer, I'm more targeting On Sparror's morality as a hero." Frenzy Cloverland argued, retrieving his upraising finger from seeing the above view. "Therefore, I added some innocent bystanders who were inside the building.

"In order to make the sequence much smoother and better to see directly within your delighted eyes." Frenzy Cloverland added.

At first, Kenta dropped a bemused jaw and snickered his left eye in uncertainty the longer he perceived The Phantom. He also felt the oddness to the recent plan of continuing tonight's show with him crossing his arms.

Regardless, The Photographer could only sigh and shook his head in a bitter acceptance. A jocular giggle tingled through his throat as Kenta watched The Phantom halting the approaching steps and crackled a distorting chortle.

Kenta groaned. "Whatever. Let me just see if the execution of your shows when it began, Phantom."

"By the way, can you show the machine that will transfer my Morphion power to revive your creation?" Kenta asked with a little bit of bothersome after digesting the continuation of Frenzy Cloverland's plan.

The Phantom headed his tapping steps onto the left and upraised one of his opened arms like a stage show opening the curtain and unfolding the main spotlight. A slimy bird nest that soared the gleaming lavender flashes across the room, encouraged Kenta to quickly open his craving jaw.

The spiking dizziness resonated on Kenta's head as he held his forehead with one of his trembling palms. Although the craving jaw remained intact on The Photographer's, he growled in buzzing pain especially when the lavender light wave shone on the forehead and covered every spot of it.

"Another reason I asked to awaken my actor was for giving a gentle help." Frenzy Cloverland remarked exuberantly, watching Kenta's tremble into a forceful knee. "Precisely to gaining back at least some pieces of your Morphion self.

"It'll be fascinating to see if you succeed." Frenzy Cloverland added, raising the cold bitterness as he continued. "Or it'll be tragic if you fail."

Frenzy Cloverland grinned and chortled, "Good luck and have fun on having the bird's nest light tainted your head."

As Frenzy Cloverland sluggishly walked away from his struggling friend, Kenta's eyes shimmered the lavender with the bird nest increasing the brightness like a recent nightlamp being turned on. The agonizing light influence even deluged The Photographer's mind into the depth of black see, drowning without any clothes.

Furthermore, Kenta's frozenly thunder-shocked eyes emerged on his entire face as he kept fleeing further to the end depth of the sea. An alluring and soft feminine voice, resembling Yukari whistled through The Photographer's ears and convinced him to color his lips with a lustful grin.

"Yukari, Yukari, YUKARI!!" Kenta shouted out his enticing voice.

However, surging brown electricities vastly chained every limb of Kenta and zapped the neverending electrocution. Emulating screams and cries were all freed from The Photographer as he continued to feel the electrocution, resembling a person being struck down by a thunderbolt.

The thundering scream and electrocution continued to fill the depth of the sea, sluggishly halted Kenta from drowning closer to the soft whistling from his girlfriend's voice. The electrical strings resided on his face, blitzing through his tormented opened eyes and echoed a high-pitch screech.

"WAKE UP!!!" A deep contorting voice of man vibrated through the ears of tormented Kenta.

He shut his eyes from witnessing the drowning sea due to the electrical strings streaming further into his head, reaching the beating bind and tightly constricting it like a snake trying to capture its meal. The electrical strings widely unfurled from his eyes and jolted almost every spot on the drowning sea, calling forth a blurry flesh that devoured everything on its path.

It brought Kenta back into the present time when his eyes were enveloped by the shimmering brown electricities. He raised the trembling legs while crying out the non-stop distorting growl and locked the precise-hawk stare toward the hovering bird's nest, continuously omitting lavender flashes.

The Photographer hurriedly rushed onto the bird's nest and lifted the staggering hand with his head juiced up by the resolute impulse to drive forward on becoming his morphion self. A smashing tap from Kenta's palm plummeted on the gleaming nest and soared the lightning-speed violet explosion wave.

The explosion knocked down Kenta onto the glassy ground and created widespread, spider web cracking lines. As The Photographer attempted to get up from his spot, he was completely consumed by an explosion wave that kept expanding its gleaming presence every second passed.

While Frenzy Cloverland only sang the burst of mangling laughter in both gladness and clarity sparked through his head. Both flaring thrilled arms extended on The Phantom with him willingly joined to be consumed with the explosion.

Thus, the entire purplish floor fell into the explosion wave and awakened sunlight-like flashes through the wolf-headed object's ferocious eyes. The preparation of tonight's show indeed went into a clean path of tidy completion.

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