Hypnosis Mic -Division Rap Battle- Rewind Lyrics: Take Back Shibuya - Unchanging smile and an ominous shadow

Night falls on Shibuya. The giant screen at the Scramble Crossing scatters pop colors. A wave of people surges. Street rappers ride words on beats. Same as always — October, Year H3, twilight. Ramuda stops before the stairs leading down into Candy Trap. His chest stirs. He breathes in. Breathes out. The noise of Dogenzaka sounds strangely distant. In his head, Gentaro lies bloodied. A scene that was real until three days ago. His fingers almost tremble. He clenches them tight in his pocket. (It's fine. Still fine.) He tells himself that. Descends the stairs. He pushes the heavy door. At the counter, Gentaro flips through a paperback. Long deep-green hair tied loosely. Red eyes on the page. Beside him, Daisu shuffles cards. Spiky blond hair swaying. Voices. Ice melting in a glass. The sweet scent of Posse Punch. Nothing has changed. The usual after-school kind of night. " Well now, Ramuda-kun. You're late. Daisu-kun was getting noisy about switching gambling partners." Gentaro closes his book. Looks this way. Cynical eyes narrow just slightly. That languid voice — impossible to tell if it's a lie or the truth. Alive. Ramuda's legs freeze. He loses his voice. " Ramu-chan!" Daisu scatters his cards on the table and stands. Flashy blond hair. Gleaming orange eyes. He grins, fangs showing, and charges over. " You haven't shown your face lately — had me worried! Don't tell me you've been buried under design deadlines!" Daisu's arms wrap around his back. A fierce, unreserved embrace. (Alive. Both of them.) Ramuda exhales slowly. " Just got a little swamped with work. But hey, it'll work out!" He hears his own voice. Bright. Light. The usual Ramuda. But only he doesn't notice his fingertips tapping the table — tap, tap. Gentaro slides a glass across the counter. " Hmm. Well, that's good. So — what's the topic today? Don't tell me you're here to steal a line from my novel for your new design." " I'm not stealing anything!" Ramuda laughs and fires back. Laughter wraps the room. Daisu picks up the cards again. " Perfect timing! Ramuda — match time! My luck tonight is at its absolute peak!" " Ehh, poker again? I'm terrible at it, you know." " Fate is part of skill! Come on, sit!" The three gather around the table. The usual seats. Cards are dealt. Gentaro teases. Daisu shouts. Peaceful time just flows. Ramuda stares at his cards. Thinks. (I want it to stay like this.) But the stirring in his chest won't fade. Behind the screen, something is moving. Daisu suddenly lays his cards face down. " Hey. Ramu-chan." His tone shifts. Gleaming orange eyes pierce straight through Ramuda. " You're hiding something. Aren't you." Ramuda's fingers stop. " Huh? What do you mean?" " Something's there. My gambler's gut says so. These past few days — you've been off." (The sharpness of a man who moves on instinct.) Ramuda plasters on a smile. Bright. Instant. Flicks the switch. " No, no — just a little sleep-deprived. The new hoodie's getting crazy good reviews. Misaki-san can't handle it all alone." " Wait, hold up — that's a lie. I hit your shop last week. That Misaki part-timer? Super competent." " Oh, you came by! Did you buy something?" " Obviously! Your long-sleeve tee — five thousand yen! Bought it with my gambling winnings!" The topic veers. Daisu mutters, "Well, if that's all, fine," and starts shuffling again. The sore loser's gambler mind is already back on the game. But Gentaro is different. Red eyes quietly watch Ramuda's fingertips. (Tapping. Again.) Gentaro tilts his glass. Says nothing. Just the clink of ice. That's when it happens. The door bursts open. A club regular — a man — rushes in, face pale. The Hypnosis Mic hanging from his neck sways. Gleams. " Th-this is bad! Listen!" The room goes quiet. Goro behind the counter looks up. The man shouts, breathless. " Last night, in Maruyama-cho... my crew got surrounded by a group in all black... they destroyed our mics!" A stir ripples through. Someone says, "What did you say?" Daisu stands. " Hey. What's that supposed to mean. Explain." " Those guys — expressionless, like machines... rap didn't work at all. They activated some black box... and then the mics just... lost all sound..." The blood drains from Ramuda's face. Void Jammer. Black box. A Chuo Ward black-ops device that neutralizes Hypnosis Mics within a 15-meter radius. Too early. Way too early compared to his future memories. It's still October, Year H3. Far too soon for them to be moving. " ...Anything else? How many? Did they say anything?" Ramuda closes in on the man. No smile in his voice. Daisu stares at him, surprised. He's never seen this Ramuda before. " F-four of them. And... they said this. Your words are garbage for society..." Ramuda's fingers slam the table. Gentaro sets his book down. Slowly. " The Party of Words. Just my speculation, of course." Gentaro's voice is as languid as ever. But his red eyes gleam cold. This man is closing in on something. " I don't know the details, but there have been rumors. Strange people lurking around lately. Ramuda-kun — do you know something?" Tension shoots up Ramuda's spine. " No... I don't. But it's worrying, right? Rappers getting attacked — we can't just ignore it." " Hmm. Right. Can't just ignore it, can we." Gentaro doesn't press further. Just twists his mouth slightly. Quietly observes Ramuda. After the regular leaves, a heavy air lingers in the club. Daisu clenches his fist. " Damn it. Next time I see them, I'll blast them to pieces." Gentaro shrugs. " Well, there is the Use-of-Force Prohibition Order. Might be better to use your head. Besides — they have a device that nullifies rap. Half-hearted feelings won't win this." Ramuda forces a bright voice. " Now, now — scary stuff, but let's be careful, okay! It's late. Let's call it a night." Unnatural brightness. He knows it himself. Gentaro's gaze still pierces his back. After closing. Ramuda leaves Candy Trap. Walks Dogenzaka alone. Heading for Maruyama-cho. His head swirls with the attack site's location. Void Jammer intel. " Ramuda-kun." A voice from behind. Gentaro stands beneath a streetlight. Long hair swaying in the night breeze. Red eyes glowing in the dark. " What do you know?" Ramuda's feet stop. He has to turn around. Has to flash the usual smile. Say, "It's nothing." But his body won't move. " It's nothing. Just got a little curious. You know me — the type who has to look into things the second they catch my interest, right?" He turns. Makes the smile. But Gentaro's sharp red eyes stay fixed. Looking straight through it. Into what lies behind. " I see. Well, if that's all." Gentaro says only that. Falls silent. Watches Ramuda's back as he runs off. In front of an abandoned building in Maruyama-cho, Ramuda stops. The old Kaname Building. Dark. Silent. No sign of anyone. Not yet. But this is the place that will one day become their base. With trembling fingers, Ramuda touches the outer wall. Gently. (They're moving this fast already?) Did the future change? Or did he simply never know? Either way — the enemy is already right there. Late night. The second-floor atelier of Empty Candy. Ramuda sits at his desk. Stares at the notes he's jotted down. Four attackers. Device is a black box. Low drive sound on activation. No doubt — it's the Void Jammer. In his future memories, the Party of Words doesn't start moving in earnest for at least two more months. " Might be... we're out of time." Outside the window — Shibuya at night. The giant screen at the Scramble Crossing blasts colorful light. A peaceful city. Same as always. But tonight, that light looks terribly cold. He closes his eyes. The scene flashes again. Gentaro, bloodied. A broken Hypnosis Mic. Cold concrete. (This time, I'll protect them.) On the calendar — October, Year H3. Beyond it, the X-Day looms. Heavy. On him alone.

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