College beckoned, but her parents were surprised when she said she was taking a year out to go back to Japan and discover her roots. Surprised, but pleased. While they had brought her up correctly, she had grown up in San Paro, not Japan, and had adopted too many San Paro ways.
Some of her friends, while all local Prentiss kids, were a little too much on the wild side for her parents' tastes, and this city that the company had sent them to live in had a way of corrupting everyone that comes into contact with it.
They hoped seeing something of the culture she came from would calm her down a little, and appreciate the heritage she belonged too. They hoped, more secretly, that she might meet a nice Japanese boy over there, and worked with friends and relatives in Japan to draw up lists of suitable suitors that Akiko might be introduced to while she was there. Akiko did go to Japan. She did learn something of the heritage she came from, and she did bring something important back with her.
Only it wasn't a nice Japanese boyfriend or an engagement ring. It was a genuine Japanese samurai katana sword, and the skills to know how to use it. Even before she went to Japan, Akiko had been hanging out on the warehouse club scene on the Waterfront, while her parents thought she was out seeing a movie or having a study date with one of her classmates. She liked the vibe, but a lot of the other kids hanging around the same scene bored her, and, from what little she saw of them, the Blood Roses - especially the inner circle that orbited around Jeung and Charlotte - just struck her as arrogant and shallow-minded poseurs.
Over in Japan, she hung out in the clubs there - part of her reason for wanting to go in the first place - and saw the original Ronin Style scene, but was filled only with the same restlessness that had driven her out of San Paro in the first place.
She travelled on, into the country, where she encountered a very different Japan from the one she thought she'd come here to find. She found herself a teacher - daddy's credit card helped ease any concerns the teacher might have had about taking on so unconventional a pupil - and, as in so many other things, she proved to be a keen pupil and astoundingly fast learner. By the time she got back to San Paro, her destiny seemed almost mapped out for her. Her friends had formed the Tigers, and the Blood Roses and other parasites of the same kind were on the rise.
Her contempt for the Blood Roses had only increased in her time away. They don't know the half of it. I've heard stories of people around the city pretending to be ninja. They throw a grenade at their feet and their enemies disappear. Ninja should not be emulated. Kill 3 Criminals with grenades and show proper use. Did you enjoy killing those criminals?
I hope so. There's no shame in taking pleasure in what we do, if we do it well and for the right reasons. San Paro's full of the same kind of trash. We're fortunate to have such an abundant supply of entertainment so close at hand, don't you think?
Darryl's sister wants to talk to me about using my name and image on a new sponsor's product. I hunt and kill criminals. Sometimes I cut their heads off with an antique sword, and they think I am a suitable role model to help sell perfume? I'll say no, but they'll do it anyway - use a model who's prettier than me and have her hold the wrong kind of sword in the wrong kind of way, and everyone will still think it's me.
My parents don't approve of what I do. I don't want to embarrass them or draw them into the firing line - the Blood Roses have targeted friends and family before so I don't use my last name. It started as a nickname when I went clubbing - my parents didn't approve of that either - and stayed from there.
Or maybe I want to be like Chung, running around rooftops fighting criminals, and this is my new superhero name. Even if they weren't criminals, they would still be worth hunting down and killing, if only to cut down the number of arrogant and shallow-minded posers who venerate all things Japanese merely because someone told them it is fashionable.
I hear Jeung Bloodrose has been to Japan. He should realize there's more to the country I have come to know than the nightclubs of the Shibuya district. I also hear he's been studying the Korean sword-fighting art of hankumdo. I wonder if he would like to test his skills against me?
Perhaps at a special event at that ridiculous Gaijin nightclub he secretly owns? Did you know the other Tigers laughed when I first showed them my katana? Quiet little Akiko, running around chopping bad guys up with a samurai sword. In my first fight, I took off the gun hand of a criminal just about to shoot Chiza. Three nights later, I took my first crim head. They stopped laughing then.
The Tigers are my friends, but I feel apart from them now. I only tell you this because - although you are more like them than like me - I sense the hunter in you too.
Items All. Districts Factions Organisations. Activities Minigames Missions Medals. Akiko X Akiko comes from a nice conservative middle-class Japanese family. Unlocked By. Mirri Kent. Unlocks Contact. Byeong Lee.
Standing required: 0 No Unlocks for this level. Kill 3 Criminals with grenades. Level Subject 2 Nanika atta? Good hunting, AkX. This city never fails to amuse. It doesn't matter. I concern myself with what really counts.
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