"Hey, I brought my society membership card."
At the entrance to the Sleepy Banana Society, Botion pulled out the highest-ranking ID among the captives.
"..."
Seeing Botion's smug expression, the gatekeeper glanced at him and the card.
"When did you pass the assessment? How come I didn't know?"
"Or did I lose my memory...?"
"Why are you so damn talkative? You think I'd lie to you?" Botion shouted.
"This is my membership card, and I've got this Sleepy Banana Monkey pendant too. I'm a member here!"
"R-Really...?"
"Of course."
"You're sure your name is Catherine Martha?"
"That's right."
"..."
"I used to be a lot thinner."
"..."
"Fine."
When the gatekeeper saw Botion draw his gun, he hurriedly welcomed him in.
"Honorable Ms. Catherine Martha, please come in..."
"Mm."
After taking back the card, Botion strode openly into the Sleepy Banana Society's base.
Looking at the scene ahead, Botion frowned deeply.
"Monkeys... monkeys... it's all fucking monkeys."
"Damn [Ape-Subduing: Evil Ninja]... I hope it's not really like Ranpa guessed."
Members passed back and forth here, looking more or less like ordinary people... Botion might have believed it if they weren't covered in Sleepy Banana Monkey accessories.
He continued forward. The space inside was neither large nor small, and it was filled with the scent of bananas.
"What the hell is this?"
A string of text suddenly blocked Botion's path. The characters floated in the air, crookedly displaying: They aided evil and deserved to die.
"They're already rolling out the welcome ceremony?"
Botion glanced at the others nearby and confirmed that the text had appeared only in front of him. He immediately sensed trouble.
"Fine, fine, fine... getting the ID was pointless anyway. Let's do this directly!"
Gripping his pistol tightly, Botion continued onward.
"Let me see what they've got hidden