Yuya: Time to hit the road and RIDE, baby!
Yuya: VROOOOOM! VROOOOOOM!
Yuya: Huh?! What's the haps over that way?!
Girl: Eeeee! I'm your biggest fan! Please take this homemade chocolate!
Vixel: Thank you. I will treasure it always.
Conductor With a Tumultuous Past
Yuya: Whoa! Look at that turkey go!
Yuya: Hey, Slick!
Vixel: I'm sorry, what did you call me?
Yuya: Every awesome guy is Slick to me! Anyway, enough gum-flappin' here— what's up with gettin' all those toadies to bring ya chocolate?
Vixel: I think you misunderstand the situation. Those were Valentine's presents.
Yuya: Oh, riiight! That's when everyone hands out presents to honor strong cats, yeah? I bet ya knocked all them turkeys out cold without breakin' a sweat!
Vixel: You seem terribly misinformed on what Valentine's is.
Vixel: Those were not challengers, but fans— and they were bringing me presents to thank me for my performance.
Yuya: You don't say? Well, hot potato! That's bad with a capital B!
Yuya: So whadda I gotta do to be all strong and get appreciation gifts like you?
Vixel: That is a multi-faceted question for certain. For my part, I merely work every day to better myself as a conductor; the gifts are an unintended consequence.
Yuya: Aces, my man! I get it now!
Yuya: You showed 'em how hardcore you are by conducting, and they responded by tearin' open their wallets and makin' it rain presents!
Yuya: So if I just show 'em what an ace I am on my chariot, they'll do the same to me!
Vixel: Er, no. I don't think... Oh dear.
Yuya: Outta the way, turkeys! One stone-cold biker, comin' through! VROOOOM!
Sophie: EEEK! What was that?!
Yuya: Make way for the king'a Valentine's! The pope'a presents! The god'a goodies!
Malora: Well, that was a rather nasty experience.
Yuya: I'm on FIRE, baby! Yeeee-haaaaw!
Estelle: NO RUNNING OR BIKING IN THE CORRIDORS, YOU HOOLIGAN!
Yuya: If ya wanna give me any gifts, now's the time, turkeys!
And so, Yuya rode around the Halidom like a
dragon on fire in an effort to gain attention.
But in the end...
Yuya: Well, this is a square deal for sure... I got no gifts! Not even one!
Yuya: Didn't any of those turkeys get how bad I was? Didn't they see the chariot? *sniff* Aw man, here come the waterworks...
???: Do not be downhearted!
Yuya: Who's there?!
Zardin: 'Tis I, the avatar of loveliness! Zardin the magnificent!
The Epitome of Beauty
Yuya: Can't believe this cat's lookin' in a mirror while he talks to me. Wild!
Zardin: I witnessed you charging through the halls of the castle showing your beauty to all. And beautiful you were—though not quite at my level, naturally.
Yuya: You sayin' I'm super cool? 'Cause I is!
Zardin: I suppose that is also an apt description. Still, if you allow me to aid you, I can take your unrefined beauty to the next level.
Zardin: This Ultra Cleansing Oil is the answer you weren't even aware you were searching for!
Yuya: No idea what that is, but I'm up for anything that sounds super wild!
Zardin: It IS super wild, my strange new friend! Just rub it into your face thoroughly, and you will be shining like a newly born star before you know it.
Yuya: No joke?
Zardin: I would never jape about an appearance! You may consider this a gift from your ancestors in beauty. Use it well!
Yuya: Thanks, pal. You're real swell!
Yuya: Right on! I'm gonna turn bright as the sun and THEN show everyone how hardcore I am. Let's get rollin', baby!
Later that night...
Ricardt: Er, so this is the village where fiends have been prowling around at night? I...I guess I'm r-ready?
Erik: This is no time for being scared. We've got a patrol to finish.
Ricardt: EEEEEEK! O-over there!
Erik: What IS that strange light...? And why is it coming right for us?!
???: OH YEAH, TURKEYS! WOOO HOOOOOO!
Yuya: Yo! Nice job with the patrol, Slicks!
Erik: Yuya? Why are you so...shiny?
Yuya: You dig my chariot? Yeah, it's real bright.
Yuya: I covered it in some ultra somethin'-or- other goo, and now it's DAZZLIN'!
Ricardt: A-are you talking about Zardin's oil? The one he's always haranguing people to use?
Erik: Yeah, I think that's actually supposed to go on your FACE.
Yuya: That goo made my chariot look like a full-blown star or somethin'. Can you DIG it, Slicks?!
Yuya: Now we're gonna ride like the wind— I mean, like the LIGHT!
Yuya: So let's GO! YEEE HAWWWW!
And so, Yuya raced off into the night, his original
goal long-since forgotten. But the fiends who had
been causing trouble for the village feared his
newfound glow, so his presence kept them away.
As thanks for his good deed, the villagers
presented him with some sweet potatoes.
Thus ends the tale of how Yuya took Valentine's
to task like a stone-cold boss.
Yuya: Being shiny ROCKS, turkeys! YEAAAH!