[Hisao] The Counterattack: Part 3 (Finale)

Before reading, please take a look at this painting. It gives a good description of how to expect the girls to be dressed for the snow.

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Kenji and Hisao Extra: The Counterattack

Part Three: Follow Through, Friendship and Finales

Kenji's chomping at the bit to get this thing going. It's about 9:30 AM now, and I've managed to contact all of the girls and gave them various reasons as to why they needed to come down here, to the park, in sub freezing temperatures to meet with me. I asked Lilly and Hanako if they would be willing to fight the cold and go into town with me for groceries. I pleaded with Emi to come for a nice jog through the park today, rather than going out and having a run on the track. I also had to come up with some obscure reason for her to drag Rin along, as there was no real explanation to her needing to be with us while we 'jogged'. It was easy to get Miki and Suzu to make the trek down here; I just simply inquired about making a snowman and they were all over it. Shizune and Misha, though, they were a tricky pair to get to come down. I actually ended up just walking my way over to the student council room and politely asked if they would meet me in the park at 9:40 AM. Before they could ask any questions about the strange request, as well as the very specific time, I was already on my way back to the park.

Our fortress is now completely built, a good four feet up off of the ground and reinforced all around the outer portion of the walls. Kenji insisted we build up a stockpile of snowballs, to give us an early edge in the battle. So, as the minutes tick by - it's now 9:37 AM - we have completed our mountainous pile of snowballs, have our fort ready for a full scale attack and are prepared to wage war against the 'enemies'. Kenji takes a quick glance down at his watch, before turning to me.

"Today, brother, we will overcome the tyranny and brutality of the feminist agenda. When all of the girls arrive at the checkpoint, we will immediately open fire, and fucking light them up. Give them no chance to retreat, give them no opportunity to hit us back. We are outnumbered in bodies, but not in spirit! We will be victorious!" There goes Kenji again, off on another one of his typical military frontline type motivational speeches. I can't say it doesn't inspire me, though. Maybe it's because once you look past his crazy, mentally unstable mind, he can actually be a really great guy to be around. His absurd and explicit speech, his awful outfit that he continuously wears, even down to his bad drinking problem; they all make him into that unique person that everyone needs to have at least one of in their life. I'm kind of glad we're neighbors now. But, as I continue to think about other convincing reasons as to why he's a good friend to have, my train of thought is interrupted by a harsh whisper.

"Shit bro, here they come!"

As I peek through a tiny hole that we made in the north side wall, I can make out the figures of various confused and freezing cold girls.  The common expression on their faces appears to be one of confusion, as if they have no idea why they're supposed to be here or as to why all of them showed up at the same exact time. Kenji motions me to move away from the window so he can give me some quick instruction.
"Alright bro, here's the deal. First thing we need to do is fire off a warning shot," he begins, acting every movement out with his hands. This will send them into a state of utter confusion. When this happens, you wait for my command. When I give you the green light, we start raining snowballs down on them as if this is our last time together! If this would happen to be the last time we ever see each other, I just wanted to let you know-"

"Kenji, we're not going to die man. Relax. Just get your warning shot out there and give me the signal when you're ready. We can do this!" I still laugh at the fact that I'm getting all worked up over a simple snowball fight. I obviously don't share his belief on the 'feminist agenda', but I do think I'll get a good laugh out of a bunch of wet, freezing cold girls, standing around having no idea what's going on. Although, I'll probably catch hell for the rest of eternity for doing this.
Sometimes you have to make sacrafices in life.

Kenji fires off the warning shot. It connects with the modest chst of Miki, who immediately lets out a screeching, girly scream from her throat. All of the girls are in an immense state of confusion now, looking around in every direction, looking for who could have possible just hit one of them with a freezing cold projectile. As they continue to turn in all directions, still for the most part huddled up together, and look for the culprit that's at large, Kenji turns to me.

"On my command, soldier!"

"Ready..."

"Aim..."

...

"FIRE!"

With a brutally loud yell of the word fire, we're now taking this battle and escalating it into a full blown war. Kenji and I are raining down snowball after snowball onto the targets, making them wet and ice cold in the process. Once the girls turn and see where the snowballs are flying from, a unison yell of an all too familiar word finds its way out of their parting lips.

"HISAO!"

This prompts them to bend down and start crafting snowballs of their own. They're all smiling, barring Shizune who looks like the devil has taken control of her body, and appear to be having a great time despite being out in the freezing cold. That's actually somewhat of a relief, as I now know that they, at least, won't hate me for doing this to them. It was just too good of an opportunity to pass up!

As the battle continues to escalate, the girls begin to develop little plans and tactics. The girls have split up from their respective partners that they arrived at the park with, sort of scrambling out at random. Miki and Hanako have managed to get their way around to the south side of our fortress, throwing snowball after snowball at us. Lilly and Emi have seemed to found their way over to a group of that lies out to the west, using it for cover while also returning some sparse, yet accurate return fire. Emi also has probably yelled the words 'Hisao, you're an asshole!' at me about 20 times now. I'm sure she isn't happy that I tricked her into believing that I wanted to run in these sub freezing temperatures. Shizune and Misha, who are obviously inseparable, are on the north side, creating a small wall that they can use for cover. In the process of that, though, they've thrown a few snowballs in our direction, one of those actually managing to connect with the face of Kenji. Rin is seemingly just sitting down on a bench with a passed out Suzu resting on her shoulder. I don't even quite know when Suzu went down for the count, but it must have been practically immediately at the start of our battle.

As for Kenji and I, though, we've be getting bombarded from three directions. Our fortress is holding up great, no structural damage or anything like that. Kenji has probably managed to get nailed in the face a good three or four times now throughout the fight, and every time it happens, he doesn't even flinch. He just keeps on chucking those snowballs with the dedication and heart of a thousand soldiers.

"Hisao, we've got them in a stalemate. It's time for the final push! On your feet, soldier!" Kenji is blaring this out as if we've got bullets flying past our heads, like you see in the movies. We discussed this part of the plan briefly; the idea is to basically run out of the fortress, rush at the girls and continue to fire snowball after snowball at them.  The goal of this is to drive them away from the area, and after that, we will propose that they give up the battle, with us claiming the victory. With that in mind, we jump the walls in opposite directions and push forward with our final effort. I'm heading in the direction of Miki and Hanako, as Kenji runs in a straight line towards the wall that Misha and Shizune had built earlier for cover. As I run through the snow, mounds of the white substance ending up inside of my pair of boots, I bring the hammer down on the two girls.

"Hisao, you gaylord, why did you have to trick us into coming down here!" Miki yells as me, tossing a snowball at me in the process. Hanako is quiet, but a smile seems to be fixated on her face, almost something I would call a devious grin. They both continue to throw heaps of snow at me, but to no avail. I push forward, and as I continue towards them, pelting them with the white, frozen substance beneath us, they start running. Even though Miki's on the track team, I don't think I've ever seen someone run as fast as she did. Miki and Hanako tail it back to where the battle all began; right by the bench with Rin and Suzu, who just now happens to be waking up from her slumber. I look across the pale landscape and notice Kenji has managed to flush Shizune and Misha out from behind their wall, giving me an open window to push them back to the location of the rest of the girls. I flank in from behind, connecting with every toss that I make. Shizune, looking pissed as ever, turns and starts to run. I believe this may just be the first time she'll ever have to admit defeat, because there's not way we're going to lose now. Misha quickly follows her over to the bench. As Misha moves away, she yells back at me "Why did you trick us, Hicchan?~" Well, if I had an answer for that, I'd tell her, but I honestly don't. I just thought it'd be an entertaining activity to participate in on our day off.

"Nice shootin', Tex," Kenji calls out. "Bro, we've almost done it! We got that blind chick and the no legs one left-" Before he can even finish what he's saying, Lilly and Emi bolt out from behind the tree and run away, knowing that they were the last hope for winning the forced fight. "We did it, bro! We've finally defeated those feminist bitches!" He's jumping around and cheering like a maniac. Maybe me participating in this meant more to him than what I had originally thought. I'm glad I can be a good friend.

Well, at least sometimes.

As we approach the girls, who are all seemingly ice cold and drenched from being hit by so much snow, they all give me the most evil looks I've ever seen. Not even looks of being mad or anything of that sort, just sort of villainous stares. It's as if they've got a plan for me once this is all said and done with. Kenji is the first to speak up.

"Alright feminists, listen up! We've got a treaty proposal for you," he begins, with some malice in his shaking tone. "You girls stop with your feminist agenda involvement and we'll let you go. If not, we're going to have to end your liv-"

"Kenji, we're not going to kill them. Don't even say that." I had to throw that in there, because they might have ended up actually believing that he was being serious.

"Fine, bro. If you don't agree to the terms of this treaty, then we'll find some other way to ruin your day. Sound good?"

"Whatever, assholes. We'll accept your little 'treaty' if you give us permission to do one thing. If you don't then we'll have to decline." Emi obviously has taken up the role of group spokesperson for them. I think I might have made her upset by dragging her out here in the cold, just to not go running with her. In fact, I'm now terrified to know what this condition is that we must meet.

"We request permission to pin Hisao to the ground and shove snow down his shirt for tricking us all into coming out here." You bitch! Oh my god, this is exactly what I had predicted to happen if we lost, not if we won! I turn to Kenji, looking for an answer from him, an answer that will save me from this terrible agony that I'll have to face.

"Sorry bro, but sometimes sacrafices need to be made. We accept your condition. Hisao, take one for the team." The logic of the blind bastard has struck once again.

As Kenji walks away, with a little hop in his step from being in a fantastic mood, the girls surround me on all sides. As they begin to close in on me, I can't help but wonder something out loud.

"What did I ever do to deserve this?"