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A collection of side stories included with the blu-ray limited editions of the K – Return of Kings anime. – BD1 「潜伏と再開」 (On Lying in Hiding and Reunions) by Miyazawa Tatsuki – BD2 「剣、二振り」 (Swords in a Pair) by Suzuki Suzu – BD3 「テンペルホーフ1945」 (Tempelhof 1945) by Takahashi Yashichirou – BD4 「クリスマス・キャロル」 (Christmas Carol) by Furuhashi Hideyuki – BD5 「昴/長男と、その親友」 (The Pleiades & The Eldest Son and His Best Friend) by Kabei Yukako – BD6 「デスパレート・ゲーム」 (A Desperate Game) by Raikaku Rei – BD7 「ある少年の進路探し」 (A Certain Boy's Search for his Future Path) by Azano Kouhei
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A collection of side stories included with the blu-ray limited editions of the K – Return of Kings anime. – BD1 「潜伏と再開」 (On Lying in Hiding and Reunions) by Miyazawa Tatsuki – BD2 「剣、二振り」 (Swords in a Pair) by Suzuki Suzu – BD3 「テンペルホーフ1945」 (Tempelhof 1945) by Takahashi Yashichirou – BD4 「クリスマス・キャロル」 (Christmas Carol) by Furuhashi Hideyuki – BD5 「昴/長男と、その親友」 (The Pleiades & The Eldest Son and His Best Friend) by Kabei Yukako – BD6 「デスパレート・ゲーム」 (A Desperate Game) by Raikaku Rei – BD7 「ある少年の進路探し」 (A Certain Boy's Search for his Future Path) by Azano Kouhei
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A collection of side stories included with the blu-ray limited editions of the K – Return of Kings anime. – BD1 「潜伏と再開」 (On Lying in Hiding and Reunions) by Miyazawa Tatsuki – BD2 「剣、二振り」 (Swords in a Pair) by Suzuki Suzu – BD3 「テンペルホーフ1945」 (Tempelhof 1945) by Takahashi Yashichirou – BD4 「クリスマス・キャロル」 (Christmas Carol) by Furuhashi Hideyuki – BD5 「昴/長男と、その親友」 (The Pleiades & The Eldest Son and His Best Friend) by Kabei Yukako – BD6 「デスパレート・ゲーム」 (A Desperate Game) by Raikaku Rei – BD7 「ある少年の進路探し」 (A Certain Boy's Search for his Future Path) by Azano Kouhei
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A collection of side stories included with the blu-ray limited editions of the K – Return of Kings anime. – BD1 「潜伏と再開」 (On Lying in Hiding and Reunions) by Miyazawa Tatsuki – BD2 「剣、二振り」 (Swords in a Pair) by Suzuki Suzu – BD3 「テンペルホーフ1945」 (Tempelhof 1945) by Takahashi Yashichirou – BD4 「クリスマス・キャロル」 (Christmas Carol) by Furuhashi Hideyuki – BD5 「昴/長男と、その親友」 (The Pleiades & The Eldest Son and His Best Friend) by Kabei Yukako – BD6 「デスパレート・ゲーム」 (A Desperate Game) by Raikaku Rei – BD7 「ある少年の進路探し」 (A Certain Boy's Search for his Future Path) by Azano Kouhei
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Chapter 1
K – Return of Kings: Side Stories c1
On Lying in Hiding and Reunions by Miyazawa Tatsuki

“Heey! There’s not enough dip sauce here! Do you want to starve us to death or something?” a man wearing a pink tutu on a body too reminiscent of a big hill shouted, bending backward from the stool he was seated on.

“Munch on your own fat if you have to! I’m busy with the guest of honor!” a man with a blond bobcut and bluish aftershave shadow on his face yelled back. He was dressed in something that looked like Japanese-style clothing, though very remotely, because it was made out of some synthetic cloth, combined with see-through plastic, altogether giving the full feel of an outfit you would see in a SF flick. On an alien, of course.

Addressing the blond man in Japanese clothes, a man in a bright red china dress carrying a silver tray full of colorful cocktails remarked, “He’s right though, quit clinging to that sweetheart and help me out here.”

That got the Japanese clothes man mad. The lips, as if color-coordinated with the vermillion brightness of the dress, opened wide as the Japanese clothes wearer puffed up his cheeks and exhaled, “Boo!”

Still, he reluctantly got up from his seat. His hand touched that of a young man he was entertaining until now to express regret at parting. Rough fingers lightly traced those, only thin and white, of the young man. “I’ll come back later ”

“She’s really lighting it up~” The customers cheered watching the girl jump about.

The young man dropped his head dejectedly.

“Oh?”

“You look down, sweetie.” The three next to him worriedly asked. The ring of the siege they had laid around the young man tightened. No matter where he tried to look, he couldn’t escape the sight of the coercive men in strange clothes.

In his heart, the young man beseeched his late mentor for an advice on how to overcome this ordeal. Unfortunately for him, not even his experienced mentor could help him, only shaking his head and keeping his silence.

The young man then tried asking his currently missing King the same question, only to be met with another silence as even that wise king couldn’t provide him the answer he sought. Except that king of his, while looking suitably sympathetic, also seemed to be just the slightest bit amused with the young man’s current predicament; that fact, especially considering that that reaction showed up even in the young man’s imagination, made the young man just a little angry.

“Hey.” Finally the men went as far as grabbing the young man’s hand. It was the Afro Bird Nest who did it. “Wow, such muscles, lean but so steely… Do you do martial arts or something like that?” Eyelashes, impossibly thick with mascara, were batted at the young man.

Just when the young man went stiff yet again, a fist was applied to the top of that Afro with a satisfying thud. “Alright, that’s enough!”

”!“ Kuroh’s eyes widened, and he looked sincerely shocked. Then his face turned serious. "I wasn’t reared to grow up so ill-mannered that I would look down on someone who’s helping me! No matter what kind of outward appearance they may have!” He vehemently said, seemingly riled up, and struck the table with an open palm. “Ah,” he gasped, checking his outburst, then continued, lowering his voice apologetically, “Well, you’re being self-deprecating when you say that, but flower shops sell flowers, bookstores sell books, and you just happen to trade information for money, is all. Is it even viable to consider one occupation better or worse than other?”

“But it doesn’t go against the court of conscience, does it? I think that if there is something to be ashamed about, it’s not in the superficial reputation of the profession, but in the contents dealt, which, in the end, is what comes back to each trader and gives them a corresponding reputation.”

“Indeed.” The man touched a finger to his chin, pondering what Kuroh said for a few moments. “Well, I can’t be quite as positive as you are, but neither I’m inclined to wallow in self-deprecation. That’s a bad trait of flaming queens, you see.” He chuckled.

In the way he phrased it, there was rigid ice indicating that no casual so-called “understanding” of how it was to live in the underground world would be forgiven. Kuroh sensed it, deciding against going into that any further, and changed the subject instead.

“That aside, I want to ask you a question of my own. Why are you sheltering us, despite knowing that Jungle is targeting us? That may put you people in danger, too, you realize?”

“Nope. Only cat powder juice.”

The heavy bass music kept on pounding in the background, and Neko hiccuped. Upon a closer look, her face appeared to be flushed a little.

“Neko-chan, you’ve been drinking the cat powder juice all the evening, no? It’s something one of our visitors brought, saying that it’s good for one’s health,” the man explained chuckling.

“Meaow!”

Neko bent down, throwing her upper body on the table with all her might and squashing her rather voluptuous breasts against its hard surface. She wore a mini-dress and a coat adorned with fur. To that assembly, a magician-like hat was added - geez, who gave her that?

“The first reason I should name would probably be, because this girl asked me,” the man said gently, stroking Neko’s head. Neko’s eyes squinted up with a smiling "Fumeow", as she showed a relaxed expression on her face.

“Of course we are, we’ve met quite a few times,” the man answered with a snicker.

In order to obtain clues as to where their master, Isana Yashiro, might be, Yatogami Kuroh and Neko turned to the best informant in the neighborhood. They, however, couldn’t even imagine that he would be willing to help them even at the cost of potentially risking his own head.

“It may come off as impolite, but to be honest, at first I pegged you as a person who prefers to keep his relationship with customers strictly professional,” Kuroh commented. The man may have been pleasantly polite on the surface but he drew a strict line when it came to business. That was the impression Kuroh got of him as a professional informant.

“Ohh,” Kuroh’s eyes glinted. “If it’s not too much of a bother, can you please name that reason?”

“Hm,” putting a hand to his chin, Kuroh appeared to think. “…Hmm,” frowning, he thought harder. “Ummmm.”

The noises he was emitting were getting progressively more loud, and the informant finally took mercy on him.

“I’ll give you a hint then. If, in your previous example, flowers and books were distributed for free to anyone who wants them instead of being sold, it would create a big problem to the flower shop and the bookstore, wouldn’t it? Especially if it was being done half in fun, as a game.”

“That’s right,” the man confirmed kindly but sharply. “To us, the worst enemy imaginable is cyber pranksters who procure information themselves, save it and then spread it all over the Internet. They don’t deal in information for money, nor do they have any work ethics in handling it, they just do it as a game.”

“Exactory,” the man said in broken English, raising a finger.

“Eh? What is it, nee-san? You look so scary all of a sudden, what’s wrong?” Clearly in panick, the blue sweater guy desperately tried to kiss up to the informant, “W-Well, you know, i-it’s nothing.”

“Uh, I…”

“Ugh.” The guy in the blue sweater couldn’t say anything, only shake sweating like pig with cold sweat. It could pretty much be counted as a confession.

“I did give everyone a fair warning, didn’t I? That if you want to associate with me, don’t tangle up with Jungle in any way. And I won’t buy the excuse that you didn’t hear it.”

“Give it here.”

“Your PDA. Give it here.”

“Isn’t it obvious? I’m going to destroy it. Kuroh-chan and Neko-chan are my precious guests. Until things calm down, I cannot have anyone leaking any information, however insignificant, about them. Of course, it also means that I will keep a watchful eye on you for a while, too.”

“I’m waiting.” The informant came close and held out his hand. “Give it here.”

However, just then, the blue sweater guy, who till that moment looked resigned to his fate with his head hanging down, showed a reckless expression on his face and spat out with desperate vehemence, “No way I’ll do it!”

Shaking off the Japanese clothes man who was keeping his hands pinned, he put some distance between himself and the others. Then, throwing up in the air the arm holding the PDA, he yelled, “Like I’ll let you nullify all the points I’ve painstakingly collected! Moooron!”

That took even the informant by surprise, as his eyes widened in shock. He apparently didn’t expect it to go that way.

The blue sweater guy’s eyes were filled with unmistakable anger and malice. The PDA amassed green light, but just before it could release it all at once,

“Meohahahaha!” Neko jumped on it, picking it up.

“No need, I only did what anyone would.”

“You didn’t expect him to be a Jungle user?” Kuroh asked.

“Hmph. I like the way you phrased it. So honest and openhearted,” the man smiled and held out his hand.

The two exchanged a handshake.

“Phew.”

A short time after, Kuroh stood under a running shower at a hiding place the informant provided for him and Neko. Kuroh liked feeling cold water hit his body.

In his disciple days, in the coldest period, he used to spend an hour standing under a waterfall. Although his late master, Miwa Ichigen, used to comment that while such a training may have been good for cultivating his mind, it hardly did anything for his proficiency in swordplay, Kuroh wanted to get closer to his mentor’s level at least a little, so he went through a lot of trial and error, including going to a waterfall deep in the mountains. How much, if at all, it helped him improve his swordsmanship remained unclear, but it did give him robust health excellent enough to be able to take cold showers in the middle of winter without any negative consequences. When a cold spray hit his skin, it felt very sobering, his heart bracing itself in readiness.

In truth, it had been a while since he last had had a chance to clean his body.

Kuroh and Neko used Ashinaka Academy as the base of operations in their quest to find Isana Yashiro, but since presently, they were the targets of Jungle’s persistent pursuit, they decided not to return to the academy for the time being in order not to risk involving innocent students into this.

“It’s a classic plan to-go-to to hide in a crowd when you need to hide, but in this case, that’s what we must avoid at all costs.”

After all, as they had already been made to realize just earlier, the Green clan had snuck everywhere, and it was next to impossible to identify what people were affiliated with it and what weren’t from just their looks. It may have been the best option for the two to lie low in some remote place in order to escape from the Green clan. Something like surviving in a forest was a piece of cake to both Kuroh and Neko, and if there was no one else around, Jungle wouldn’t be able to use those anonymous attacks it specialized in. However, if, for argument’s sake, Kuroh and Neko did decide to go with that plan…

“We won’t be able to search for Shiro,” Kuroh smiled bitterly. It would be reversing their priorities.

Kuroh screwed the tap shut. Drying up his wet body with a towel and keeping his eyes closed, he took a few steps to come into the dressing space of the bathroom and, not opening his eyes, outstretched a hand to rummage on the shelves.

That’s when panicked sounds assaulted his hearing. “Meow!”

What his hand was currently grabbing didn’t feel like a towel. It was something more hairy. The moment Kuroh tried to pick it up, the “towel” got mad, “Mheeeeooowww!!!” and scratched him for all it was worth.

“Uwaah!” Kuroh got thrown out of balance, while what he thought was a towel began violently jumping about the narrow dressing area. Whatever it was, it looked like it fell into a panic at Kuroh’s treatment.

Kuroh had regained enough presence of mind to realize that what he mistook for a towel was, in fact, a cat. Amidst the chaos, he had finally succeeded in cracking the door leading to the corridor open. He had fallen on his backside in the process, and a striped cat, jumping over his head, escaped through the crack. Just then…

“Kurosuke? What’s wrong?” a cat-like girl with the name Neko appeared, asking in a carefree voice. A kitten was sitting on top of her head, a calico cat on her shoulder, and in her arms she was hugging a very chubby belligerently looking black cat. That cat stared at Kuroh intently.

“D-Don’t lump me together with you!” Kuroh hurried to protest but it wasn’t convincing when the towel wrapped around his lower body was the only cloth he was wearing at the moment.

“Q-Quiet down! I’ll put on clothes right away!”

Neko kept dancing until Kuroh dived back in the bathroom, hiding from the view.

“This place really is overrun with cats, huh,” Kuroh remarked disbelievingly.

“…” The two engaged in a silent staredown.

Kuroh experienced a distinct sense of deja vu: he had a feeling that he had seen this cat before, at a different place, except it was many years ago and a long ways from here. He really didn’t think that that cat that had disappeared without a trace back then could suddenly pop up here. Still, Kuroh couldn’t shake off the feeling as he called, “Tamagorou.”

But before he could even properly finish, his PDA signalled an incoming.

Groggy, Neko sat up in confusion. All the cats that were lounging on her fell down to the floor.

Kuroh took a look at the message from the informant. “Looks like trouble is brewing. Check this video,” it read.

Kuroh did as he was told, clicking the specified address and accessing the video. Neko came around and peered at his PDA from behind his shoulder.

What they saw was the worst prank possible, humiliating and making fun of the previous Red King and his friends. The priceless lost lives of two men were caricatured and ridiculed on the game screen. By the time the short demo was over, Kuroh was trembling bodily.

‘Did the Greens have to go that far?’ Anger was whiting out the pupils of his eyes.

The goal behind that video was probably to provoke Homura and sow chaos, but to go that far—

For the first time Kuroh felt real raging fury towards Jungle. In a sense, he had resigned to the two of them being Jungle’s attack targets. But this…

'This is clearly going too far.’

“So mean,” Neko quietly murmured behind him. “Anna… I feel so bad for Anna, Kuroh,” she added with sadness, so unusual for her, and sniffed. Then she tagged at Kuroh’s sleeve.

That was the moment when Kuroh had found his resolve. “Neko. We’re going outside.”

“Jungle went and did something as hideous as this. Homura will make their move now, no doubt. As well as Scepter 4. Which is bound to result in a mayhem. And it does, the ringleader who set this up might show up as well. And then maybe…” Although the chances were slim, but still. “ …we’ll be able to obtain some clue about Shiro’s whereabouts.”

“Let’s go, Kurosuke! Let’s go!”

Kuroh nodded energetically.

And the two started walking at the same time, heading for the door. As they went on a trip after a trip, they were able to reach a perfect synch between the two of them. They were also quick on their toes, ready to act at any moment.

Kuroh called the informant and explained the circumstances to him.

Neko as she was about to shut the door to the house, said to the cats that came following her, “We might not come back here anymore, and I’m sorry about that.”

“Meow!” the many feline residents complained at the same time.

The door closed with a click.

The big cat Kuroh had a staredown with yawned softly and turned to them, as if to say that they would see each other again some day.

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