# Chapter 30: You Have a Male One, It Won't Work When It Meets My Female One
"Hey, although Duel Monsters is indeed a Collectible Card Game, and there are indeed Card Trading Rules, I remember Mr. Lucky, you were the one who lost, right?" Hayato glanced seemingly casually at the courtyard, raised his hand, and stretched.
"Kid, today Yours Truly will teach you a Rule of the adult world." Lucky grinned sinisterly, shaking the Revolver in his hand. "The world is very reasonable, but having a big fist is the hardest truth."
"Mr. Lucky, your fist isn't that big either, is it?" Hayato raised his hand and made a fist, comparing his fist to Lucky's fist from a distance. "It's clearly about the same size as mine."
"Idiot, I have a Gun in my hand, a Gun!" Lucky was a bit annoyed. This kid in front of him was sometimes smart as hell, and sometimes silly. What a difficult guy to understand. "A Gun is the biggest fist."
"A Gun is the biggest fist?"
Hearing Lucky's words, Hayato instead chuckled lightly, not avoiding Lucky at all. He lifted his shirt and pulled out a white object from his waistband. "As if I don't have a Gun too."
"What the hell is this?"
Hayato looked down and quickly said, "Oh, sorry, it got a bit bent when I sat down just now. I'll just straighten it."
Hayato picked up the white object and fiddled with it a few times. The part that had been crumpled was unfolded again. It was clearly the Paper Handgun he had folded at School.
"You idiot, are you messing with me!?"
Hayato quickly waved his hand. "Hey~ How am I messing with you? I'm being serious. This Gun of mine is not ordinary. Your Gun is male, and my Gun is female. The male one won't work when it meets the female one."
"Nonsense, shouldn't it be the female one that won't work when it meets the male one?"
"I think you completely don't understand, Mr. Lucky."
"Understand? Understand what?"
"In today's society, where can you find women who are gentle and let men be the head of the household? This era is all about individuality, and women have all awakened their independent thinking." Probably, although some have awakened a bit too much and gone off the deep end. "In a few years, among the next generation of young couples, there will definitely be no shortage of henpecked husbands."
"That makes some sense. I've met quite a few guys who say they aren't afraid of their wives, but rush home like they're running for their lives the moment they get a call from their wife. Maybe it really is the male meeting... Wait, you almost tricked me, you bastard. How can a Gun be male or female!"
"Tch, almost."
"I heard that!"
Seeing Lucky getting a bit agitated, Hayato quickly said, "Then I'll put it another way, a different way. The Gun in your hand is a Japanese-made police Revolver, and the one in my hand is an M1917 American-made Smith & Wesson. Yours is the son, and mine is the father. When the son sees the father, he won't even dare to fart."
Right, he wouldn't dare to fart, because that son would just pour dirty water.
"...You guy, are you a lunatic?" Watching Hayato talk so freely in front of him, Lucky looked at the Gun in his hand with a bit of doubt, feeling unsure—was he holding a real Gun? Could he have picked up a toy Gun? Otherwise, why wasn't this kid scared at all?
"I'm not crazy, I'm perfectly normal." Hayato argued. "You probably think this Handgun of mine is fake, right? Stand still, and watch me shoot you."
"Hmph, if that Paper Gun in your hand can shoot bullets, Yours Truly will take your surname." Lucky looked at Hayato raising the Gun in his hand and aiming at him with disdain. He didn't shoot, just watched him with a smile, wondering what tricks he had up his sleeve.
"Shoot?"
Unexpectedly, Hayato frowned after raising the Paper Handgun in his hand and said, "No, our TV is behind you. What if I shoot and break it? I still want to watch the Duel Monsters Tournament recordings. Move aside a bit."
"Not quite normal in the head, but quite troublesome." Lucky impatiently moved a step, standing in front of the glass door leading to the courtyard. "I'm warning you, kid, if you can't shoot bullets, my Gun is going to open fire. I really didn't want to commit Murder at first."
"Don't worry, Mr. Lucky."
Hayato raised the Paper Handgun in his hand again, pretending to aim. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he said, "Oh right, Mr. Kobayashi Lucky, my Bank Card PIN is 030221, don't forget it~"
Before Lucky could react, the Paper Handgun in his hand pretended to fire, the muzzle tilting upwards, and he made a "bang" sound with his mouth.
"Thud!"
"Click!"
"Thump!"
Looking at Lucky, who had been completely distracted by him and hadn't noticed the snipers quietly appearing on the opposite building, not even knowing how he died, Hayato suppressed his nausea and took his Deck from his hand. "You wanted to steal my Card, so it's only fair if I steal your Deck, right? After all, I'm under a lot of pressure too."
----The Police helped clean up----
"So, that was the situation at the time."
Yugi and the others gathered around Hayato's seat, listening intently as he recounted what happened last night.
"Hayato, you're amazing." Joey Wheeler exclaimed in admiration. "You could stay so calm and stall for time with a criminal holding a Handgun. If it were me, I'd have been sitting on the ground unable to stand up, right?"
Not at all, you're too humble about your willpower, Joey Wheeler . Not everyone can withstand the Power of the Sun God.
"And under those conditions, Hayato-kun could still complete such a spectacular match, that's truly amazing." Yugi said admiringly, looking at the unilaterally recreated Duel on Hayato's desk.
Téa , however, was a bit confused. "But, Hayato's [Megamorph] Card seems different from the one we saw at Yugi's house the day before yesterday?"
"Because Industrial Illusions occasionally releases Duel Monsters Cards with the same name but different Card Art or even Effects. For example, the [Dark Magician] Card. I have a black version and another red version." Yugi explained to Téa . "I also have a [Magic Cylinder] with a different Effect than other Cards. I think Hayato's [Megamorph] is the same."
"I see."
Honda nodded. "I didn't expect you to go through so much last night, Hayato. It was really a heart-stopping story, except for the Paper Handgun at the end, which took me out of it a bit."
"Huh? I clearly thought the climax of the story was when I was holding the M1917 American-made Smith & Wesson."
"It wasn't!"
"Honda, you're so annoying. Have you decided when you're going to Confess?"
Honda fell silent.
The School Arc has entered the countdown phase, but the characters who appeared in the School Arc aren't all Minor Characters. I've prepared quite a few roles for them in the later plot.
(End of this chapter)