《The Immortal Mutant Teen》Chapter 106 - Now That I Have Your Attention
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*Click* *Click*
Acheron unlatched the case with two clicks and pulled out an electric guitar.
Sounds of amazement leaked out from the girls as they laid eyes on the guitar. The guitar was an exquisite white as if it was carved out from white jade. The strings were an abyss black, while the frets and the inlays were a shiny, beautiful gold. The guitar head was a finely carved skull with rubies in the eye sockets and the tuning pegs seemed like finger bones.
But, the most eye-catching part was on the body, which was shaped like a Jimmy Hendrix’s Fender Stratocaster. Five painted skeletal fingers reached from behind the guitar trapping a purple gas, that was also magnificently painted on, underneath its bony hand. If you were to look closer at the ‘gas’, ghastly faces of tortured and pained souls were formed from the purple gas.
It was the most badass guitar they have ever seen, it screamed punk rock, but it sent shivers down your spine on this most unholy of nights. The macabre guitar somehow fit perfectly with Acheron’s style.
“Amazing!” Exclaimed Akira,
“Oh, A rock fan are we?” Asked Acheron,
“Akira is a huge rockhead, she loved your performance during your interview, she’s just too shy to show it,” VP Yui intervened,
The student Presidents face turned red and tried to cover the Vice president's mouth.
“Yui, you traitor! You weren’t supposed to tell him that!” Exclaimed the Student President trying to cover up her embarrassment.
“Ahem! Anyways... where did you buy this guitar?”
Acheron smiled,
“Bold of you to assume that anyone could buy this. I made it myself… you could say the materials cost an arm and a leg,”
“Could you build me one?!” Asked the Student President,
Acheron shook his head,
“No, this is one of a kind and I only make things for my family but… if I ever do want to get rid of it in this lifetime, I’ll sell it to you, fair?”
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“Deal!” Akira exclaimed,
“Yui, write it down as something to remember,”
VP Yui pulled out a tablet and began to type away, surely writing down everything that just transpired.
Just then, a student with an earpiece walked up to the group, it seemed he was in charge, a director of some kind.
“Belau-san, 3 minutes until showtime,”
Acheron nodded,
“Got it, I’ll be ready,”
Acheron reached inside the case and pulled out a small box that partly glowed yellow and attached it to the back of the skull head on his guitar.
“Hey, that’s that thing you made during class!” Sakura exclaimed,
“Yup… this show is going to be… electrifying~,” Acheron said as smiled curled upon his face as if he said something funny.
Acheron was again reached into the case and pulled out some papers. He then turned and walked up to the band members that were waiting off to the side.
“Here! These are the lyrics, remember your parts. You have one minute,”
The arrogant bass player quickly grabbed the papers as politely as he could. Their cheeks were still slightly red from the previous slight but nothing a little ice and makeup couldn’t help covering up.
“One minute!” Someone called out.
“You girls better go and grab your seats again, I’m sure the old man is feeling lonely,” Acheron said,
Realization fell on Sakura’s face.
“Dad!” Sakura exclaimed,
Sakura grabbed Akeno’s hand and bolted back to where they came from. She now realized she forgot about her dad, even though she caused such a mess trying to get him here.
“By the way… is this event televised?” Asked Acheron,
“Ha! Who do you think we are?! Of course, it's televised across Japan! and we even stream it internationally!” Said the Student President.
“That’s great, no I don’t have to do it myself,” responded Acheron.
With that, the rest of the girls waved him off and wished him luck, only Rose stayed behind.
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“Old man? Really, Acheron-sama? Isn’t that like the pot calling the kettle black?” Rose said,
“Oh-Ho~! You are being quite cheeky today, Rose,” Acheron said,
“That’s what you get from seducing so many girls!” Rose said while pouting,
Acheron chuckled.
“Aren’t we going on a date tonight? Do you want me to cancel?”
“NO!!” Rose bellowed,
Noticing the commotion she made with her outburst, she cleared her throat before continuing.
“I’m sorry, Acheron-sama, I’ll be good,”
Acheron patted her head, letting out a small chuckle.
“I was just playing, Rose,”
Just then, someone once again called out to Acheron.
“Ready, Belau-san?!”
Acheron nodded and strapped the guitar to his shoulder and walked towards the tunnel. The guitar members were walking ahead of him. It appears they will appear first before Acheron will make his appearance as he was the main event for tonight.
“Oh right!”
Just before stepping out into the arena, Acheron remembered that he forgot to modify his ghost box. Acheron pulls out a small little box from his pocket, gives it a couple of twists and turns, like it was Rubik’s cube, before putting it back in his pocket.
[Ladies and gentlemen!]
The announcer came on tried to grab everyone’s attention.
[Is the moment all the ladies have been waiting for! The final main event of the night! Some of you have seen him in action, some of you have heard of his unmatched prowess, some of you guys dream of being with him! Others wish they could be him!]
The crowd slowly starts to get pumped from the announcements. Few have already started chanting Acheron’s name.
[ He is a monster in the arena and probably also in the sheets!]
Girls across the Colosseum squealed in delight. Acheron’s big dragon has been making appearances in countless girls’ dreams.
[He’s the Demon King! But also the Harem King! Seducing the majority of the beauties of our school with an attendance record of less than a month! Hide your wives, your sisters, and your daughters!]
[ Please make some noise for…. ACHERON BELAU!!!]
“AHHHHH!”
“ACHERON-SAMA!”
“Give me your baby juice!”
“Fuck You!”
“I Love You!”
“Booo!”
“Make me yours!”
“Give me back my girlfriend!”
“Make me your girlfriend!”
“What a man!”
A mix of insults and cheers rang out through the Colosseum as Acheron walked towards the stage on the red carpet. His fan clubs making most of the noise as the adults looked on. Acheron waved at everyone enjoying the cheers and insults from the crowd.
The only ones not enjoying it were a group of certain girls in the stands that were trying to memorize the faces of those who were trying to get to Acheron.
As the band got ready, Acheron walked up to the mic that was set upfront for him, he grabbed the cord off the floor and plugged it into his guitar.
Tap. Tap.
Acheron tapped the microphone causing the students to calm down and listen to what he had to say. As Acheron’s eyes looked at the hundreds he noticed most of the adults were on their phones while the students looked at him intently.
Acheron ginned then snapped his fingers into the mic.
*Snap*
The sound echoed through the Colosseum. All the adults suddenly put away their phones and looked up towards him. Only those that Acheron wanted to hypnotize were affected, while others had no idea what was going on.
“Good evening, now that I have everyone’s attention we can start. Let have fun and go wild!”
*Snap*
Behind Acheron, the drummer raised his hands and smacked his drumsticks against each other.
“1! 2! 3!”
The drums kicked in.
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