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front of his suit slid off like a slice of cheese.
    “You don’t deserve to wear that uniform,” Keigo said.
    “It doesn’t matter. I’m Gomen now.”
    With that, Crow yanked on his chain sickle, ripping the Gomen ninja’s head from his neck. Keigo dodged the severed head at the end of the sickle as it swung toward him, giving Crow a chance to click his iKatana into nano-poison mode .
    The head fell off the sickle and rolled down the table. Keigo saw an opening. He hacked down on the chain of Crow’s signature weapon in an attempt to render it useless. But Crow managed to spin the chain, wrapping Keigo’s iKatana, disabling Keigo’s weapon instead. Then Crow stabbed Keigo through the belly with his sword.
    Keigo fell to his knees.
    “It’s the end,” Crow said.
    Crow stepped away from his ex-friend as blood leaked out of his body and tiny nanobots began spreading through his bloodstream.
    Keigo could feel the poison. It was a sparkling sensation that crawled through his wound and up his spine.
    “You and Arashi Industries are a thing of the past,” Crow said, hopping off of the conference table and turning on a wall monitor.
    The monitor displayed a scene of the Arashi lobby. Two dozen ninjas in red suits were battling perhaps a hundred Gomen ninjas. The Arashi were falling quickly. They fought in three inches of blood.
    Crow went back to Keigo. “I wanted you to see this. Those are your men dying out there. All of the Arashi men who were loyal to me are now in Gomen uniforms, fighting against the Arashi.”
    Keigo tried to build up his strength, just enough strength to swing his sword one last time. If he could defeat Crow he would be able to die with honor. But his strength wasn’t coming back to him. He lay on his stomach, holding his iKatana tightly beneath him.
    Crow made him watch as the Gomen defeated his men. He waited until every last one of them was dead. Then he turned the monitor off. He went to Keigo.
    “It’s too bad it happened this way,” Keigo said, then coughed up a line of blood. “You were my closest friend. I wish circumstances never would have led you on such a dishonorable path.”
    Crow lifted his sword.
    “Honorable or dishonorable,” he said. “It’s still progress.”
    Then Crow swung his sword. Keigo push-upped off of the conference table, elevating his body three feet off the surface. Crow’s sword missed and gave Keigo an opening.
    Keigo’s iKatana swung out to his side, slicing across the right side of Crow’s face. It cut through his feathered cheek, through his forehead, through his beady black eye.
    Crow screeched and stepped back. Keigo ran. He didn’t have the strength to fight anymore. He just ran. He had the nano-poison running through his veins and he knew the only way he could survive was to eat. He had to eat as much high-calorie food as he possibly could.

Basu thrashed himself awake, clutching his chest. He threw off the sweat-stained covers and sat up on the edge of the octagon-shaped bed. He leaned over and took deep breaths, holding his heart to make sure it was still beating.
    Chiya sat up behind him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She pressed her naked breasts against his sweaty back and leaned her cheek on his shoulder.
    “You’re still having your attacks,” she said.
    Basu took a few more deep breaths before answering.
    “It’s just sleep apnea,” he said.
    She rubbed her fingers through his hair and down the folds on the back of his neck.
    “That’s what you always used to say,” she said, her voice like a hum against his left ear.
    Basu closed his eyes and fell backward in the bed, breaking free of her embrace.
    The anime woman laid her head on his chest and listened to his heart. “You can’t keep going like this. It’s going to kill you.”
    He placed his baseball-mitt-sized hand onto her back. “You know I’ll die if I stop.”
    “You just need to eat less cholesterol,” she said. “Eat more sugars. Cut out the saturated