
“Villain Pub, you say? Hmmm. It sounds like something that would require… social interaction.”
Aku doesn’t know if he can handle that right now, tbh.
“But if Cthulhu is there, I might consider making an appearance.”

“Villain Pub, you say? Hmmm. It sounds like something that would require… social interaction.”
Aku doesn’t know if he can handle that right now, tbh.
“But if Cthulhu is there, I might consider making an appearance.”
“Hmmmmmmmmmm… mmmmmmmmmmmmggghhh…
I would consider it, but I would NOT forgive him. Unless he was successful. Maybe.”


“Perhaps…”
“Ah, there are many choices before me! I could hunt down the lost sword and dispose of it in the Sun once and for all. I could taunt the Samurai like old times or sit back and delight in his continual suffering.
Or I could simply find him and KILL HIM!”

“I would hide it in a place the Samurai has no hope of ever reaching.
At first I was thinking the molten core of Earth. But now I think I will bury it in the sun itself. It would be vaporized in an instant!”
What an unfortunate time to be drinking his morning tea. Aku nearly chokes as he spits out a great matcha-flavored spray. Then, all becomes deathly silent. So silent that one can hear the soft crackle of his flaming eyebrows. He stares uncomprehendingly like this for a full 10 seconds, until—

“I… will be right back.” Gotta start spying on the Samurai again, pronto! “But be warned! If I find you do not speak the truth, I will mop up this mess with your face.”

“Twice as powerful?” Aku lifts his head, neck stretching above his shoulders. This definitely piques his interest.
“Hmmmmmmmm….”

“No, I have not heard of her but perhaps I will look into this… Star Butterfly.”

“…How’s my what?”