D-Frag! (ディーふらぐ!)

Good morning.

Hi there! Would you...

Hey, you all right? Think you dropped this.

Best watch yourself, huh?

Thank y--

Yo, Kenji!

Hey, how's it goin'?

Meh. Y'know.

Whaddya say we start the day right,

ditch first period?

Heh, heh. Idiot.

People are losing their minds.

Who're they supposed to be?

Dude, I'm surprised you haven't caught wind of these guys yet.

Say hello to Fujou Academy's newest crop of thugs.

The Kazama Gang!

You got Little Foot Yokoshima.

Takes a lotta nerve to sport stripes

with a gut like that.

Long Mountain Nagayama.

What does that even mean?

And their ringleader, uh, um...

Hang on, it'll come to me... Damn it.

It's part of the gang's name!

If you're givin' us a runnin' commentary,

have your ducks in a row!

Run for your life!

Sorry, man. Our bad.

We just kinda naturally stand out.

Oh, yeah? Ya think?

Way to be here two minutes and already get slapped with a rep.

Why people gotta go stereotypin' juvenile delinquents like that?

Maybe we could soften our image by joinin' one of those clubs.

Everyone seems to like that sorta thing.

It's too late to set a course

for the straight and narrow now, boys...

'cause I plan on using these fists to conquer the school!

I think I finally learned how to play a "fa."

Remi!

Still no new candidates for membership.

If things keep going like this, we're destined to lose the club.

Why does the school care if we stay like we are?

We're big enough!

They care simply because we call ourselves a culture club

without having produced a shred of culture.

Ugh. What do they want from us? We play games!

Apparently that's not enough.

They're saying that if we stick with the Game Creation handle,

we'll actually have to create games.

Oh, yeah.

That really just dawned on you?

Until today, I've been able to navigate us

around that little technicality, but...

The fact is we're short

the minimum number of members required.

I'm really going to miss sitting around doing jack squat.

So when's the recruitment deadline?

-- Today. --

Hahaha! Here's the deal, fellas.

If the Kazama Gang's gonna let the li'l sheeple around here

know who's boss, we gots to strut our stuff!

Couple a' hostile takeovers, maybe a turf war.

I suppose we could always make a play

for the Golf Bag Gang's territory.

The Golf Bag Gang? That can't be their real name.

Or... We could run a protection racket

on the culture clubs! Dude! Think of the graft!

It'd be awesome!

Nice.

I mean, c'mon, what self-respecting evil overlords

buy their own manga, am I right?

Weren't you guys bitchin' about stereotypes two minutes ago?

You said it yourself--

we've gotta conquer the school!

Fire in the hole!

Everybody stop drop an'--

The hell's going on here?

Uh... This fire is nothing but an illusion, good sir.

Yeah, well, your "illusion's" gonna burn this place down!

Kenji! Fire Extinguisher!

Right, yes!

Ladies, please step aside!

Yeah! 'Cause that's what's up, fire!

Hooray! The day is saved!

Whoa. What am I doing?

Why do I give a crap one way or the other?

You handled that illusion admirably.

Were you trying to kill us all?

How'd you manage to get the damn thing started anyway?

Fireworks?

You'll never know how much we appreciate the help.

Yokoshima! What did you do to him? Nagaya--!

Nagayama!!

What is wrong with you people?

I'm channeling a lightning elemental.

And I'm channeling a water one!

Okay, I'm lost.

Word of our powers must not leak to the outside world.

So we're erasing your memories of what just happened.

You girls are nuts!

I'm sorry.

You've stolen a forbidden glance into my fire magic.

I'm compelled to make you forget.

I've done what now?

Are you tryin' to say you're magical?

Each of us here is an elemental magic wielder, yes.

You're all out of your freakin' minds!

Let go of me, I'm serious!

Invoke Water Lock!

Invoke Lightning Lock!

Ugh! That's not even a real thing!

I'm afraid you've seen too much.

Y-You're totally gonna burn me alive, aren't you?

Somebody help!

I hereby wipe your mind clean. And, uh, if you....

If you don't forget, I won't like you!

Come again?

No! You've brought her ultimate flame-based

Moe-Moe Attack trembling to its knees!

It's okay, I don't think her wounds

are beyond healing!

Alrighty, then. Maybe her and fire really are a thing.

Hm? Uh--?

Earth elemental.

Huh?

Dirt Punch, bitch!

Okay, first of all, that was a cheap shot; second of all,

earth elemental magic is supposed to be neutral!

Ooh, neutral magic, eh? He's catching on pretty fast.

Uh-huh. Not just anybody would blurt that out.

I'm sorry I was late. I was building a sandcastle.

How old are you?

Which explains why my hands are covered with dirt.

Hence, earth elemental.

Well, that clears that up!

I've got to make a run for it.

Yo, Kenji! Wanna drumstick?

Check me while I sink this shot!

'Cept I can't just leave 'em here

with these crazies.

If you're trying to banish the guy's memory,

I don't think it's working.

Yeah, no kidding.

I know. We'll launch an attack

comprised of all our elements working in tandem!

This is not gonna end well.

We'll always be best friends!

I'll come back for you!

What kind of man leaves his friends to die?

Least in this scenario one of us survives!

Why do I feel the need to plead my case with the enemy?

Turn around and face your fate!

Uh, that might've been a little harsh.

Aahhh! They're gonna kill me!

It was a figure of speech!

Figure of speech, my butt! You're homicidal!

Nooo!

You're good. Calm down, you managed to shake 'em.

What kinda club're they runnin', anyway? They're all insane.

Excuse me.

Fire magic girl!

I never said thank you.

Thank you?

For coming to our rescue.

Uh... What now?

We've learned our lesson.

No more fireworks in the clubroom.

Well, good for you!

What were they doing there in the first place?

We need new members and I thought

a pyrotechnic display would be good marketing.

You could've burned the whole school to the ground!

That's true. Why didn't I think of that?

That's not what I meant!

Oh, and thanks for this morning.

You picked up those flyers for me.

It was a nice thing to do.

Uh... Wait.

So... You're the girl I saw at the gate this morning?

You don't remember?

You were passing out flyers for that schizophrenic club?

Schizophrenic?

Look, just... Just leave me alone

and we'll call it even, alright?

I'm glad I could give you a hand. Have a nice life.

For the record, my club could really use

somebody like you.

The club's yours?

Roka Shibasaki, at your service. Game Club President.

I thought it was called the Game Creation Club.

Whatever. I'm recruiting you.

Thanks, but that's not my scene.

It's not just about gaming. It's about making games.

What're you doing? You know your ultimate

fire-based whatever attack isn't gonna work on me.

My fire magic is mere camouflage.

Huh?

Beneath this veneer. I am a wielder of darkness.

Uh, okay.

What the...?