Sub-Arms Aplenty

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The Hakata Gunpla Shop wasn’t the most luxurious place to purchase Gunpla in the Fukuoka area, not by a long shot. While it was near a tourist town, more big chain stores took up a majority of Gunpla’s interest in the region. However, that didn't mean nobody would decide to visit. A tall gentleman by the name of Tendou slowly peeked through one of the few spots not covered with sun-bleached Zeta and ZZ adverts. He had come at the right time, pushing the squeaky door open.

“How are you supposed to get more customers if you don’t keep up with maintenance?” Tendou asked the older owner at the front desk.

Gunpla boxes were haphazardly stacked in rows against the walls, just waiting to topple over. Tendou assumed that some of those No Grades near the bottom hadn’t been touched since the Middle Ages. What room wasn’t taken up by kits was a single Gunpla Battle Hexagon. It was used recently, but he wondered by whom.

“Genji, do you just battle Hi-Mocks all day, or have you actually had someone show up this century?”

Genji had a blank expression that remained unchanged. The old soul got out from behind the counter, making sure to snag his GP base as he strolled up to Tendou. His free hand shook slightly when he opened a nearby cabinet containing around a dozen Gunpla of various types. He settled on one, The O. Zero modifications were made to the kit, but its beauty was proven by high-quality craftsmanship. 

“I know why you are here.” Genji uttered softly. “Let's just get this over with.”

PLEASE SET YOUR GP BASE

The two slid their bases into the machine.

PLAVSKY PARTICLE DISPERSAL 

The hexagon produced a lifelike depiction of the stars across the universe.

FIELD 1, SPACE

Genji placed his O gently onto the GP Base, scanning the Gunpla and bringing it “to life”. Tendou, on the other hand, procured a Mobile Suit of similar size, albeit with a wider range of weaponry. “Xeku Eins.” Kenji thought as the Sentinel MS was placed onto Tendou’s own Base. “Model damage set to A, eh? Are you THAT confident in your skills?” Kenji knew the risks behind this decision. Neither of these kits will make it out unscathed…

The Field was mostly barren, save for a few asteroids scattered across the arena. Tendou wastes no time in sending a few missiles at The O, mostly as a way to get some of the asteroids between them destroyed. Genji easily dodges as a few hit the space rocks, sending back a couple of beams from his rifle. “Watch it, old man! I clearly have the advantage here!” Once in range, Tendou let loose his machine gun as he maneuvered between beam shots.

While The O’s exterior could take some hits, the bullets did some minor damage to its right leg. Genji pulled back on the controls, hoping to hide behind an asteroid, but the onslaught of missiles and machine gun fire was eventually gonna take its toll. “Just give up already. This is OBJECTIVELY the better Gunpla here!” As Tendou pulled up next to the asteroid, Genji’s MS was gone. “Where-”

Sneaking up from behind, The O held four beam sabers, swinging violently at the Xeku, but Tendou pulled out his own Sub-Arms to defend, blocking the attack with his own sabers. “Grrrrr. Filth.” The Xeku unloaded every single bullet from his Vulcans into the asteroid, creating an array of dust and smoke. “What?” Genji couldn't see a thing, only for the Xeku to appear in front of him with a Sturm Furst in each hand.

BATTLE ENDED

It has a massacre. Nothing from The O remained as the Xeku stood tall in the middle of the hexagon. For the first time, the old man’s face changed, not to sadness but to fear. He knew it was a long shot beating Tendou, but the consequences scared him as his tall opponent pulled out a pistol. “Enough of the children’s game, Genji.” Tendou smirked. “You know what I want.”