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Definitive Dandyism - Opening

Lowain, Elsam, and Tomoi hunt around at a bargain shop for clothes to help give Tomoi a makeover, but nothing seems to fit the bill. At long last, Tomoi finds his ideal "dandy" outfit and bursts into tears. It all started a few hours prior...


All Three: ...!
In the apparel section of a bargain chain store...
The brosome bros—Lowain, Elsam, and Tomoi—excitedly rummage through the endless rows of clothing.
Lowain: Whaddya think of this one, Tommy? This mega glitzy jacket totally screams "I'm ready to party it up"!
Tomoi: Yeah, not bad. Buuut nah, I ain't really feelin' it. Next.
Elsam: Then how 'bout this? A white slim fit tee and some stylin' shorts. These bad boys'll get ya noticed, that's for sure!
Tomoi: Whoa, hold up. I want something tight, but not, like, literally tight. It'd be hella embarrassing.
Elsam: Aw, c'mon, Tommy. Bein' a little harsh with the scoring, don'tcha think?
Tomoi: Can ya blame me, Sammy? I'm seriously serious this time. You can forgive a bro for bein' a little picky, right?
Lowain: Fosho. Tommy's going for a legit makeover here. He's tryin' to break out of his cocoon and spread his wings.
Tomoi: Word. I'm lookin' for some threads with a real fixer vibe. No room for compromise.
Elsam: Dang. Tommy's eyes are burnin' like I've never seen before.
Lowain: Bwahaha! Look at him flappin' those newfound wings tryin' to steal the starring role from (Captain)!
Tomoi: Nah, I'm not gunnin' to be a star. Like I said, I wanna be a fixer.
Tomoi: You know, mature, dangerous, and loaded with sex appeal.
Lowain: That's some heat right there.
Elsam: Whew! Like a shot through the heart?
Lowain: Our Tommy's really chasin' his dreams!
Both: Swoon!
Lowain: So let's give him a stellar makeover so he can get out there and playboy it up across the skies!
Elsam: Wahey!
Lowain: What're we after?
All Three: Dandyism.
Turning back to resume hunting through the clothes, Tomoi suddenly stops and gasps.
Tomoi: Whoa. Bingo. I've got the winner right here in my hands.
Elsam: Haha! Dang. Does that mean we're about to see your final uncap?
Lowain: Get in there and try it on, bro.
Tomoi dashes back into the changing room, clutching his dream outfit in his arms.
A short while later...
Tomoi's Voice: This is it...
Tomoi: I've hit peak dandyism.
Elsam: Yooo. This must be that whole "a white suit makes the man casting pearls before pork" thing.
Tomoi: Heh... Bravo, baby.
Lowain: Bwahaha! Guess there's no hidin' your mad respect for Uncle Ingy.
Lowain: (But like... what's up with that fabric?)
Both: (It looks hella cheap.)
Tomoi: Man, what's this sense of accomplishment? Feels like... I've finally taken the first step down the path of dandyism.
Overcome with emotion, his eyes fill with tears.
What could have happened to elicit this reaction? It all started a few hours prior...

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 1: Heels Over Head - Episode 1

Rushing to meet his bros at their usual cafe, Tomoi ends up in a scuffle with a gang of ruffians. Fortunately, the ever-suave Yngwie steps in to save him, leaving him starstruck.


Tomoi: Man, can't believe I overslept. Not cool, me.
Tomoi: Guess I oughta treat Lowain and Sammy to some fries to make up for it.
Tomoi jogs toward the cafe where he and the bros have arranged to meet, when suddenly...
Tomoi: Buwah!
Tomoi: Oof, def lost a life just now. Is this where I say "watch where you're going"? Actually, guess that goes for me too.
Ruffian: Hey, what's the big idea? You got a lotta nerve runnin' your mouth like that after crashin' into somebody!
Tomoi: Eep! Er, yeah. My bad, bruh.
Tomoi: I'm super-ultra-mega sorry!
Ruffian: Quit bellowin' in my ear, moron! What're you gonna do if I bust an eardrum!
Blue veins begin to protrude from the faces of the ruffians, a clear sign that Tomoi's desperate apology has fallen on deaf ears.
Ruffian: Little punk. Looks like it's gonna take a beatin' to knock some sense into that head of yours!
Tomoi: (Oh fudge... His face totes looks like a melon with all those blue streaks. Is this how I die?)
Tomoi: (Lowain, Sammy... I lived a good life thanks to you dudes. Mad props, yo...)
As Tomoi silently closes his eyes, preparing himself for certain death, a familiar voice rings out from behind him.
Yngwie's Voice: I think that's enough.
Tomoi: ...!
Tomoi: Uncle Ingyyy!
Ruffian: Ingy? Hang on... Don't tell me you're that guy from the legendary Debonair Daredevils...
Yngwie: That was a long time ago. I'm just a graying skyfarer now.
Yngwie: But let's put my past aside and talk about the present. He's giving you a sincere apology, unique as it may be. Isn't that enough?
Yngwie offers the ruffians a quiet smile. However...
Something about him—his unwavering composure, or perhaps his very being—tells the ruffians that this is not a man to be messed with.
Ruffian: Er... Um...
Ruffian: Well, as long as he's learned his lesson!
Let's go, boys!
With that, the ruffians flee like spiders scattering in all directions.
Yngwie: You good, Tomoi?
Tomoi: 'Preciate it, bro! F'real, I'm mega thankful!
Yngwie: Don't worry about it. Those guys were just blocking our path.
Yngwie: I wasn't about to put her in any sort of danger. And I don't do detours.
Yngwie: After you, mademoiselle. We only have so much time together, so let's make the most of it.
The two begin to take their leave, when suddenly Yngwie stops and glances back.
Yngwie: Tomoi. Don't forget that frustration in your heart... or those tears in your eyes.
Yngwie: They'll only serve to make you stronger.
Tomoi: Roger that!
Stroking the hair of his companion, Yngwie continues on his way.
Tomoi: ...
Tomoi: Hot dang. Oh man, oh man, oh man...
Tomoi: Uncle Ingy... How are you so damn cool?
Tomoi: Siiigh...
Eyes shining, Tomoi stares at Yngwie until he disappears into the distance.

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 1: Heels Over Head - Episode 2

While chatting with his bros at the cafe, Tomoi suddenly drops two truth bombs—he wants to be like Yngwie, and he's in love with Freesia. After much deliberation, they decide his best bet to winning her over is to become a dandy.


After Tomoi finally arrives at the cafe, the trio enjoy their time chatting and eating as usual. However...
Tomoi: ...
Tomoi: Siiigh...
Elsam: Dude, I'll bite. What was that about?
Lowain: You sendin' out some kinda SOS to tell us you've got a load on your mind?
Tomoi: ...
Both: Spit it out, bro.
Tomoi: ...
I wanna be more like Uncle Ingy.
Elsam: What!
Lowain: Hang on. I know you've got mad respect for him, but isn't this kinda outta left field?
Tomoi: Well... Y'know... I dunno...
Tomoi: Sigh...
Elsam: Yo, all that huffing and puffing is startin' to freak me out here. Seriously, what's the deal?
Tomoi: Well, the thing is...
Tomoi recalls his earlier run-in with the ruffians and how Yngwie had saved him from certain doom.
Tomoi: That's how it went down.
Both: Ooh, gotcha.
Tomoi: And I keep thinkin' back on the whole thing and kicking myself.
Tomoi: Like... why couldn't I have acted more like Uncle Ingy?
Lowain: Bwahaha! Where do ya want me to start?
Elsam: Whaddya mean? Give us the deets!
Tomoi: Well, I'm the one who bumped into 'em, so it would've been uncool to blow up just 'cause they got peeved...
Tomoi: I get that. But at the same time...
Tomoi: Wasn't I kinda lame for being such a doormat?
Elsam: Haha! Isn't that how you always are though?
Lowain: Mm... But it's not like Uncle Ingy's some kinda hothead either.
Lowain: He's one to talk it out, right? Solve the prob with love and peace and stuff.
Tomoi: It ain't that simple, my dude.
Lowain: Say what? Did you have some kinda brain wave?
Tomoi: Uncle Ingy's just... I dunno...
Tomoi: He's got this sense of chill that pours outta every orifice, y'know? Plus, his 'tude and machismo, not to mention those steamy pheromones.
Tomoi: That's how he was able to send those jerks packing. Dude, it was seriously epic.
Tomoi: Just thinkin' about it makes me respect him out the wazoo, no doubt. But it's also crazy frustrating.
Tomoi: Like, what even am I?
Tomoi: Aren't I a loser for firin' off apologies without even trying to stand up for myself?
Lowain: What's with you, bro? You're givin' off way more doom and gloom vibes than usual.
Tomoi: ...
Elsam: Sounds like you've got a prob that needs some serious divin' into.
Lowain: Kay, then let's grab our shovels and dig deep 'til morning. Three bros are better than one, and all that.
Tomoi: ...
I just wanna be a man worthy of Freezie...
Lowain: Hold up. You name-dropped Freezie so outta nowhere just now it gave me whiplash.
Elsam: Right? You're switchin' gears way too fast on us, Tommy.
Tomoi: Sorry 'bout that, my dudes. I'd already connected the dots in my head.
Lowain: Wait, are we talkin' real life or fantasy here?
Tomoi: Real life.
Both: Huh?
Elsam: Sergeant Tomoi, we're gonna need a full report, stat.
Tomoi: Well, y'know how we went to see Freezie before, right?
Following the fall of the Erste Empire, the gang once went to visit Freesia in prison on a whim.
Tomoi confessed his feelings to her and was immediately shot down. However...
Tomoi: She was a total beaut. I just can't get her outta my head...
Both: Daaang...
Lowain: So you're legit crushin' on a celeb?
Tomoi: Bingo. I realized it made me super pumped gettin' to chat with her for the first time.
Elsam: Bwahaha! So like, what? If Freezie was in danger...
Tomoi: I'd wanna be there to protect her!
Lowain: Woo-woo!
Lowain: Hey, pops! We've got an order for some sappy talk over here!
Cafe Owner: Sappy talk, comin' right up!
Elsam: Haha! Don't roll with it, pops!
Lowain: But yeah. In other words, you decided to change for Freezie's sake, huh?
Elsam: Ooh, I get it. Think my brain finally caught up.
Tomoi: Like, y'know how those imps are always throwin' caution to the wind and chargin' at (Captain) of all people, right?
Tomoi: Isn't that kinda courage pretty rad? Shouldn't I muster up some guts too?
Lowain: I mean, I dunno about that. We have our own way of throwing down.
Elsam: Word. Seems like a bad idea to rush in when we're def gonna get owned.
Lowain: Run away and live to fight another day, am I right?
Tomoi: But if I keep doing that, me and Freezie's great escape will never end.
Tomoi: I gotta face it head on.
Lowain: Hold it. That's a yellow card.
Tomoi: Whaddya mean?
Lowain: That lovers' flight of yours is fantasy, y'know?
Lowain: We're talking about real life here. If you can't keep 'em straight, this convo's gonna go nowhere. So don't lose your head.
Tomoi: Whoops, sorry. When I get all worked up about something, the feels just kinda spill out, y'know?
Elsam: For now, let's take those feels and...
All Three: Put 'em aside.
Elsam: Does this mean you've made up your mind? You're gonna quit bein' a dweebus?
Tomoi: Well, more like take a leap in the right direction, with the ends of the skies as my goal.
Tomoi: I wanna be... I forgot the word. What's it called?
Tomoi: Somebody who's cool as a cucumber... and does what he wants without caring what people think...
Elsam: Uh-huh...
Tomoi: Somebody popular with the ladies... and gettin' up there in years, but his real age is a big question mark...
Lowain: Right... Wait, huh? Like that?
Tomoi: Yeah, like that. He's got regrets from the past, so he's nice to younger peeps...
Tomoi: And that's why he's popular with dudes too, and they all look up to him...
Lowain: Say what? Are you just talkin' about Uncle Ingy now?
Tomoi: Well, yeah... but what's the word? To describe a dude who's like, the personification of cool...
Lowain: Oh... Right, I gotcha. What was it again?
All Three: I know!
Lowain: A dandy!
Elsam: That's it.
Tomoi: A dandy... Yeah, he's a dandy!
Tomoi: I'm gonna become a dandy just like Uncle Ingy!
Lowain: Cheers to that!
All Three: Yes! Dandyism!

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 1: Heels Over Head - Episode 3

Tomoi assumes the role of a dandy in a simulation (aka fantasy) to test out his theory. Within it, he defeats the pursuing Adam and Gandharva and captures Freesia's heart, before he is suddenly brought back to reality by Metera.


Q: What kind of man would be a good match for Freezie?
A: A dandy like Yngwie.
In order to ascertain the validity of his answer, Tomoi assumes the role of a dandy and enters into a simulation (aka fantasy).
Within Tomoi's usual daydream, he and Freezie continue their lovers' flight.
Tomoi: Hmph... More pursuers? Guess they haven't learned their lesson yet.
Freesia: How far will we have to run before they finally give up on me?
Tomoi: Now, now. Don't make that face. You deserve to always be smiling by my side.
Freesia: Tomoi...
Tomoi: Bravo, baby. That smile of yours is as bright as the sun.
Gandharva: Sorry, Prime Minister. You'll have to save the rest for when you two have fallen to the bottom of the skies.
Adam: We have this entire area surrounded. Not even so much as a single cat could get through.
Freesia: Tomoi, save yourself. We don't stand a chance against Adam and Gandharva. So please...
Tomoi: And abandon you? You must be joking.
Gandharva: Hah. Yeah, you couldn't do that, could you? After all, you're the real McCoy!
Both: (McCoy?)
Tomoi: Who's that?
Freesia: But—
Tomoi: Shh...
Tomoi gently presses his finger against Freesia's lips.
Tomoi: Trust me.
Freesia: Swoon. What a dandy...
Gandharva: Not even going to give us the time of day despite the situation you're in? I gotta admit, you've got guts at least.
Tomoi takes a leisurely step forward and grins.
Tomoi: I'll show you what happens when I decide to get serious. Any last words?
Adam: It wasn't my intent to harm you... but if you continue to resist, I shall show no mercy.
Gandharva: Seems like this is going to be worth the wait. I can see right through that playboy charade of yours. Deep down, you're a bloodthirsty beast!
Gandharva: And that makes you worthy of fighting me!
Tomoi: Hup.
Gandharva: Hyah! Haah!
Tomoi: Whoop. Hyup.
Tomoi evades Gandharva's barrage of blows with the grace of a dancer.
Gandharva: What's the deal? Not gonna fight me like a man?
Tomoi: I'm back in action. Prepare yourself.
Tomoi: Hyah.
Gandharva: Argh! How is this happening!
Adam: Please move out of the line of fire...
Increase output to maximum levels!
Adam: Golem... Beeeam!
Tomoi: Alley-oop.
Adam: Ngh! It seems I have no other option. I'll simply have to self-destruct—
Tomoi: You can wait for me... in hell.
Tomoi: Hyah-hah.
Adam: ...!
He severed the power system with a single strike?
Tomoi calmly gazes down at the battered pair before him and brushes back his bangs.
Tomoi: Care to keep going, gentlemen?
Gandharva: This guy's no ordinary beast... He's got something else entirely...
Adam: It's a power like no magic I've witnessed before. What could it be?
Tomoi: Let me spell it out for you.
Tomoi: This is... dandyism.
Adam: ...!
Gandharva: ...!
Gandharva: This is...
Adam: Dandyism!
Tomoi: Bravo, baby. Take a look, gentlemen. The sun is shining brightly to celebrate our new beginning.
The townspeople look on with envy as Tomoi and Freesia stroll down the street arm in arm.
Freesia: Hehe, you can see it in their eyes. Everyone's jealous of us.
Tomoi: That they are. Tell me... am I finally a man worthy of you now, Freezie?
Freesia: Oh, please. What are you saying? You've always been the only man for me.
As the crowd around them erupts into cheers, Tomoi takes Freesia in his arms and presses his lips to hers—
Metera: So after overcoming countless obstacles together, they finally fall in love.
Tomoi: Bwuh! W-wait... Metera? Where'd you come from?
All Three: ...
Metera: Hm? Hellooo, is this thing on?
All Three: Metera!

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 1: Heels Over Head - Episode 4

Upon learning that Tomoi is in love with Freesia, Metera urges him to turn his fantasies into reality. Determined to become a man worthy of Freesia's affection, he decides to take Metera's advice and start by changing his appearance.


Metera: Hey, indoor voices! There are other customers around, you know!
Tomoi: Wh-wh-why're you here, Metera!
Lowain: Chillax, Tommy. You gotta take it down a notch.
Elsam: But I get you, bro. Having someone listen in on your fantasy is hella embarrassing.
Metera: I'd heard from Sutera that you enjoy getting lost in your fantasies, but you sure seem to be having fun.
Lowain: Bwahaha! So peeps talk about it when we're not even around? Now that's embarrassing!
Metera: Well, people are free to indulge in whatever fantasies they please. As long as you're not bothering anyone, I don't see the harm.
Metera: I'm not claiming to be on the level of you boys, but I've been there myself.
Elsam: F'real? You too, Metera?
Metera: Hmm? Are you interested in what sort of fantasies I have?
Elsam: Heck yeah I am!
Metera: I like to visualize myself enjoying some quality time with the perfect guy. What else?
Elsam: ...
Bwaaah!
Lowain: Yo, dude!
Soz, Sammy hasn't built up any immunity to that sort of thing, so careful with the sexy talk!
Metera: Silly boy. And it was just about to get good, too...
Lowain: Sorry...
Lowain: Btdubs, I'm not used to seein' you around the cafe.
Metera: I'm waiting for a date.
Elsam: Wow! He must be some dude to snag a date with the Metera!
Metera: Sure, he's a pretty decent guy... but it's not really anything to make a fuss about.
Metera: Anyway, enough about me. That little performance of yours piqued my interest.
Metera sits down at a neighboring table and stares at Tomoi.
Metera: I can't believe you're in love with Freesia, of all people.
Tomoi: Oh, uh... W-w-well, about that...
Metera: I mean, sure, she might still be in the middle of paying for her crimes...
Metera: But if you've made your peace with that, then I'm not going to tell you who to love.
Tomoi: Bwuh?
Metera: Even if you two didn't directly confront each other, you were still on opposing sides over the whole Lyria issue, right?
Metera: If you end up joining hands and overcoming the obstacles that stand in your way with the power of love...
Metera: That would make for quite the dramatic turn of events, if you ask me.
Tomoi: Whew! Hearing you say that gets me all psyched up!
Metera: So about the way you were talking and acting earlier... Were you by any chance imitating Yngwie?
Tomoi: Oh, well, uh...
Lowain: We duked it out over what kinda dude would be perf for Freezie...
Lowain: And three outta three bros agreed that Uncle Ingy was the winner.
Metera: Well, he's a classy, sexy gentleman who takes everything in stride. In other words, the epitome of...
All Three: Yes! Dandyism!
Metera: Exaaactly. So?
Tomoi: Er, uh... "So" what?
Metera: "Yay, a happy ending for my little fantasy!" And that's that?
Metera: Why don't you at least try turning your fantasy into reality?
Tomoi: What! Ah, right... Sorry...
Elsam: Actually, uh... Tommy did go see Freezie once. But I guess you could say it was a no-go...
Metera: A no-go?
Tomoi: More like a total and utter rejection...
Metera: But you still care enough to keep fantasizing, right? Then wouldn't the obvious thing be to do something about it?
Tomoi: Urgh... True that!
Metera: That might've been a little harsh. If the problem was so simple that you could just charge in without a plan and have everything work out, we wouldn't be having this conversation...
Metera: But romance is a living, breathing thing. The outcome can change drastically depending on the person you're with and your own circumstances.
Metera: That's why I think it's best to not fixate too much on one person... but that doesn't seem to fit your personality.
Tomoi: Ah, yeah... You got that right...
Metera: Well, the one thing I can say for sure is that someone else might be making a move on her while you're sitting here spinning your wheels.
Metera: So tell me—are you okay with some random guy being with Freesia?
Tomoi: ...
Metera: Ohh?
Both: ...
Metera: Attaboy. I like that look in your eyes!
Tomoi: But... as I am now, it's painfully obvious that she's way outta my league!
Metera: Then you ought to start by getting over your fears and building up your self-confidence.
Metera: You have me, of all people, giving you advice, so get your chin up!
Tomoi: ...!
Lowain: Yo, Sammy. What's the deal, bro? Did that fire under Tommy spread to you too?
Elsam: I totes get where Tommy's coming from.
Elsam: Lowain, back in the day...
Elsam: Y'know how that snobby ol' shopkeep thought we couldn't cook just 'cause of our looks?
Elsam: And I got frustrated... and started actin' all serious... and changed my look...
Lowain: No need for the waterworks, dude. Our friendship totes leveled up back then after you spilled how you felt.
Elsam: Well, this is just like that. 'Least I think it is...
Elsam: Pretty sure Tommy just can't handle Freezie looking down on him for somethin' that's under his control.
Elsam: Ain't that right, Tommy?
Lowain: Whoa, hold up. Sammy. You're kinda gettin' reality and fantasy mixed up too.
Lowain: There's nothin' between him and the real Freezie yet. He's still at square one.
Lowain: And is it just me, or are we the only ones gettin' all hype right now?
Elsam: What! Yo, that was almost bad.
Metera: Whatever might have happened in the past, the fact that Tomoi's serious now is real, right?
Lowain: Heh, true 'nuff. He's on fire.
Lowain: Aight, then lemme pose you one Q, Tommy.
Lowain: You wanna change, yeah? So when are you gonna start?
Elsam: Do you really gotta ask?
Tomoi: Right this sec!
All Three: Aw yeah!
Metera: I see. In that case, I'll give you another little piece of advice.
Metera: Start by changing your appearance. That's the fastest way to get ahead.
Tomoi: Like... my duds?
Metera: That's right. A real man pays attention to his appearance.
Metera: And by dressing well, your mindset will naturally change too.
Elsam: Fosho! Dang, that totes makes sense!
Metera: Whether it suits you or not, you want to be like Yngwie, right?
Metera: A dandy isn't built in a day!
Metera: Try turning yourself into Yngwie by starting with the clothes.
Tomoi: Thanks! I'm gonna use those pearls of wisdom to catch and release the babe of my dreams!
Lowain: Might wanna stop at the "catch" part.
Tomoi: Freezie... I'm comin', so wait for me!
Thus Tomoi decides to follow Metera's advice and begin his transformation with a makeover.

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 2: The Path of Dandyism - Episode 1

After finding a white suit that makes Tomoi look the part of a dandy, the bros discuss how to change his personality next. Lowain proposes that he start by studying, and they come to the consensus that Yuisis of the Ditoria Knights would be the perfect teacher.


In order to transform Tomoi's appearance into that of a dandy, the bros visit the apparel section of a bargain chain store.
Having found his dream outfit, Tomoi dashes into the changing room.
A short while later...
Tomoi's Voice: This is it...
Tomoi: I've hit peak dandyism.
Elsam: Yooo. This must be that whole "a white suit makes the man casting pearls before pork" thing.
Tomoi: Heh... Bravo, baby.
Lowain: Bwahaha! Guess there's no hidin' your mad respect for Uncle Ingy.
Lowain: (But like... what's up with that fabric?)
Both: (It looks hella cheap.)
Tomoi: Man, what's this sense of accomplishment? Feels like... I've finally taken the first step down the path of dandyism.
Overcome with emotion, his eyes fill with tears.
Lowain: One sec, Tommy. I don't wanna rain on your parade, but I've got a note for the suggestion box.
Lowain: You're def rockin' that suit and all, but isn't it kinda cheapy-looking?
Elsam: What he said. I think it'd really up the man factor if the material was a tad fancier.
Tomoi: ...
Elsam: Wait, huh? What's wrong?
With a sorrowful look in his eyes, Tomoi shows them the contents of his empty wallet.
Tomoi: See for yourself. I haven't had many missions recently, so my savings are kinda shot...
Lowain: Oof, I feel you, bro. Livin' from paycheck to paycheck, am I right?
Elsam: Pssh, fiiine. I can donate some dinero to a worthy cause.
Tomoi: Sammy...
Elsam: Don't sweat it. We're brofams, right?
Elsam: Here.
Elsam opens his wallet to reveal five rupies lying in the corner of the change pouch.
Lowain: Bwahaha! What's he supposed to do with five rupies?
Elsam: Bwuh?
Oh yeah, I totes forgot I splurged for that omurice earlier!
Lowain: Well, then I'll donate to the Tommy fund too.
Lowain: Here, take my wallet.
Elsam: Oh, how much you got—
Wait, hold up. There ain't even a single rupie in here, dude.
Lowain: So sell the wallet and make some cash. I know it's cheap, but it's gotta be worth something, right?
Tomoi: Lowain...
Lowain: Heh, no need to thank me. I want you to have it.
Tomoi: No, that ain't it. This was a birthday present from me and Sammy, bro! At least pretend to care, dang it!
Elsam: And you just called it cheap! Talk about a gut punch!
Lowain: Oh, riiight. Sorry, uh... I'll treasure it for life.
Lowain: Well, either way... looks like gettin' your hands on a snazzy suit is a pipe dream.
Elsam: Y'know, wouldn't it be better to just ask Korwie instead of scroungin' around the bargain bins?
Elsam: No doubt she'd be able to whip up the perf dandy suit for ya, Tommy.
Tomoi: Sure, she might be willing to make one outta the goodness of her heart...
Tomoi: But like, she's a pro. I can't go beggin' her for something like that just 'cause we're buds.
Elsam: Huh? Why not? If she says it's cool, then what's the big deal?
Lowain: Sammy. That didn't have a shred of tact, bro. You might wanna come up with somethin' else for your final answer.
Elsam: Huh? Whaddya mean?
Tomoi: It's like if you chowed down on some grub and didn't pay for it. Picture that, but with clothes.
Elsam: ...
Yeah, I get you. My eyes have been opened.
Lowain: Anyway, you obvs picked out this suit with your funds in mind, so it's gotta be the one.
Elsam: Word. Fabric aside, Yngwie was sporting a white jacket too, right?
Tomoi: Oooh. So that's why this suit gives me that whole Debonair Daredevil vibe.
Lowain: Then all the more reason to snag it! If it spoke to you like that, sounds like it's a match made in heaven!
Lowain: You're like, on a whole other level of levels, dude. Def top in the running for heir to the dandyism throne.
Elsam: Urgh... I'm so proud of you, Tommy.
Tomoi: Save the tears, Sammy.
Tomoi: My dandyism journey has only just begun.
Elsam: Dang! You legit made my heart skip a beat just now! That was dandyism at its finest!
Lowain: Anyway, you managed to switch up your look like Metera suggested, right?
Lowain: Then next up is figuring out what to do with what's under the hood.
Lowain: So like, what makes a dandy a dandy?
Elsam: A handsome face?
Tomoi: Sick style.
Elsam: A beefy-lookin' bod?
Tomoi: Loads of class and chill.
Elsam: A crease between the eyebrows when he's showin' off.
Tomoi: Sex appeal for days. And also, like... kindness and love?
Elsam: Um... Uh...
Lowain: Sammy, I think that's plenty.
Elsam: Yeah?
Lowain: I was just thinkin' after I closed the floor for comments...
Lowain: It ain't exactly a walk in the park to change yourself on the inside.
Lowain: So maybe you'd better start by studyin' up.
Tomoi: Yo, that's genius talk, bro. Everybody says you gotta build on the basics.
Elsam: Studyin', huh? Then you probably oughta learn straight from Uncle Ingy...
Elsam: Wait, hang on. How exactly would you do that?
Tomoi: Maybe I could like... watch and learn as his assistant or something? Actually, nah. Pretty sure that ain't gonna happen.
Tomoi: And there's another snag. Isn't Uncle Ingy always with a babe? They'd be pressed so close together I couldn't squeeze in.
Lowain: Yo, I hate to get right into it, but... you're kinda spineless, right, Tommy?
Tomoi: Ouch, dude! That ain't true!
Ruffian: Hey, what's the big idea? You got a lotta nerve runnin' your mouth like that after crashin' into somebody!
Tomoi: Eep! Er, yeah. My bad, bruh.
Tomoi: I'm super-ultra-mega sorry!
Tomoi: Actually, it is. You hit the nail on the head.
Lowain: Then how 'bout this? I just thought of the perf place where you could get yourself some serious courage.
Tomoi: What! Where? Don't hold out on us, bro!
Lowain: The Ditoria Knights.
Both: (An honest-to-goodness gang?)
Lowain: Isn't Yuisistah the top dog or something? Betcha she'd be willing to give you some pointers.
Elsam: Wicked idea, bro! That'd totes help him build up his guts! He could get in on some real action!
Tomoi: True that. Guess I'll find the moxie to give it the ol' college try.
Lowain: Yaaas!
Thus the bros head out to request Yuisis's instruction.

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 2: The Path of Dandyism - Episode 2

In another fantasy, Yuisis and Elsine are ambushed by a rival gang, but Tomoi arrives to easily defeat the foes. Back in the real world, Tomoi is chided for daydreaming while learning from Yuisis, when suddenly there is an actual ambush.


Gangster 1: Heh heh heh...
Yuisis: A raid, huh?
Elsine: From the looks of it, I'd say the estate is probably already surrounded.
Yuisis: I don't know what gang they're from... but I'll snuff any spark that comes flying my way.
Elsine: Yuisis. We'll make it out of this no matter what!
Yuisis: Right!
Gangster 1: Heh, sounds like you're ready to face the music. If you're gonna go out, might as well do it with a bang!
Gangster 2: Haaah!
Just as the gangsters are about to rush at them like a raging fire, the back door is suddenly kicked in.
???: Pardon the intrusion!
Gangster 1: Who the hell're you!
Tomoi: Just a simple wanderer. They call me Tommy the Dagger.
Elsine: Are you telling me you're th-the legendary professional... Tommy the Dagger?
Yuisis: He's so cool... It's too much!
Elsine: Yes, he's none other than... the leader of a group dealing in underworld business that uses money to settle the grudges of helpless victims.
Elsine: Behind the scenes, he's a bad gambler without a rupie to his name. But his eye for unraveling evil is the real deal.
Elsine: He's said to be so skilled that he can lop off the head of evil with a single slash from his dagger.
Elsine: And his favorite food happens to be oden, the local specialty of a certain island nation!
Tomoi: Heh. Appreciate the introduction.
Tomoi: Well, without further ado... leave this to me, ladies.
Yuisis: I'll use this opportunity to observe how a pro gets things done!
Tomoi: Be my guest.
Tomoi: As for you unlucky fellows... you might want to say your prayers.
Gangster 1: C'mon, boys! We'll take him down first!
Gangster 2: Hyaaah!
Tomoi: Apologies in advance.
Gangster 2: Gwah!
Gangster 1: Urgh...
Tommy the Dagger cuts down the gangsters one after another.
His appearance is that of a demon. Yuisis and Elsine can only look on in awe.
Tomoi: Fate must have brought us together.
Lowain: Hey, Tommy.
Tomoi: I was born to protect you, ladies. Now, what say we make a toast? To us...
Lowain: Tommy, come in. Over.
Tomoi: What's the deal? I was just gettin' to the best part...
Elsine: ...
Tomoi: Eep!
Elsine's piercing gaze sends a chill down Tomoi's spine.
Elsam: I don't believe you, bro. Fantasizing while taking Gangs 101? Not cool.
Lowain: And weren't you leanin' a little too far into the gang vibe?
Elsam: Yeah. That Tomoi was cool and all, but it was like, what happened to the whole dandy thing?
Tomoi: C'mon, cut me some slack. It's all about goin' with the flow. I might've gotten a little carried away though.
Elsine: Tomoi...
Tomoi: Yes'm!
Elsine: If a person could become strong by simply learning how gangs operate, no one would have to work at it.
Yuisis: Hehe, don't be too hard on him. It's not a bad idea to start out by playing the part.
Yuisis: Right, Tomoi?
Tomoi: Ooh! I knew you'd get me, Yuisistah!
Elsine: Yuisistah? I suggest you learn some respect.
Tomoi: M-my bad!
Lowain: You gotta be ready to put your life on the line to help the weak and crush the strong.
Lowain: That's the way of the gangster. Mad respect, yo.
Yuisis: I'm glad you understand, but just don't do anything reckless.
Elsine: Exactly. Merely learning the ropes doesn't mean you've suddenly grown stronger.
Tomoi: I hear ya. But you don't gotta worry about that. I won't get carried away like some kid.
Lowain: Whatever you say, dude. After watching you today, I ain't so sure about that.
Elsam: Yeah, sounded to me like he was totes lying just now.
Tomoi: I wasn't lying!
As their carefree laughter echoes through the air, there is a sudden commotion at the entrance of the building.
Yuisis: ...!
Tomoi: What's all that racket? If it's a bona fide ambush, you can count on me.
Elsam: Haha! Get out there, Tommy!
Lowain: Shh, don't egg him on. She literally just told us not to get carried away.
Lowain: Sorry. I'll rake these two over the coals later.
Yuisis: Get into the back room, you three!
Elsine: If I'd known something like this was going to happen, I would have brought Icas.
Lowain: Whoops, sorry. So this is legit?
All Three: (Oh snap. We're screwed.)
Gangster 1: Hyaaah!
Realizing that the men kicking in the door are genuine gangsters, the trio cower together in fear.
Tomoi: I-i-is this for real?
Elsam: Wh-wh-what do we do!
Lowain: Aw crud. Feels like all that stuff I learned just flew right outta my head.
Yuisis: You do realize we belong to the Ditoria Knights, don't you?
Gangster 1: That's why we're here! We'll have your heads to defend our boss's honor!
Both: Eeep!
Lowain: Is it me or... are we just in the way here?
Both: Yeeep.

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 2: The Path of Dandyism - Episode 3

Having been protected from the ambush by Yuisis and Elsine, Tomoi kicks himself over being nothing but dead weight. Just then, the bros hear gearcycles and angry voices in the plaza, and Tomoi takes off, thinking the delinquents must be causing trouble.


Suddenly finding themselves caught in the midst of an ambush by a rival gang, the bros are overwhelmed.
Yuisis: Sorry for dragging you guys into our business...
Lowain: Nah, we're the ones who oughta be sorry. Thanks for savin' our backsides.
Tomoi: Y... Y-y-y... Yeah.
Elsam: Tommy. You're legit going all blabbity-blabbity-boo on us!
Elsine: What are you three doing! If you have enough time to stand around chatting, then use it to hide!
Yuisis: That's right. Unlike with monsters, half-baked determination isn't enough to break the spirits of people chasing their ambitions!
Lowain: Sammy, Tommy... Let's get outta their hair and find a place to lay low!
Thus the bros huddle together in the corner of another room until Yuisis and Elsine succeed in driving the hitmen away.
All Three: Siiigh...
Lowain: That was like, Oh-Crap-ahamut levels of bad. Thought I was gonna have a nervous breakdown.
Elsam: Least we've still got our heads attached.
Tomoi: Siiigh...
Elsam: Oh snap! Is it just me, or is Tommy, like, shriveling up? He's sighing so much, he's starting to deflate.
Lowain: Well... I get how he feels.
Elsine: I see the three of you made it out unscathed.
Lowain: Ah, word. But what about you and Yuisistah?
Yuisis: We're safe and sound, as you can see. El really showed them who was boss out there.
Elsine: I can't believe we actually got ambushed.
Elsine: You sure did get some valuable experience.
Lowain: Seriously. Elsine really knows how to kick a bro when they're down.
Elsam: And wasn't that settin' the bar way too high too fast?
Lowain: My bad. I wanted to do something to help out and got a little ahead of myself.
Tomoi: Not like this was on you, Lowain. It just kinda happened, y'know? Like lady luck was takin' the day off or something.
Elsam: As much as I wanna agree, you're the one who's basically a magnet for trouble, Tommy.
Tomoi: Aw, lay off. I already had a feelin' it was the fault of my bum luck.
Tomoi: Welp... Guess it's back to the drawing board.
Tomoi: I knew I couldn't climb the staircase of dandyism in a day, but this still blows.
Lowain: Cheer up, bro. Keep moving forward one step at a time.
Elsam: Yeah. Just gotta get a fresh start and hop back on that slide.
Lowain: Bwahaha! Are you tryin' to send him slidin' down to the bottom of the skies?
Tomoi: What! C'mon, don't booby trap my dandyism stairs!
Both: Wahey!
Tomoi: Heh... Thanks, my dudes.
Seeing Tomoi's smile, Lowain and Elsam are filled with a sense of relief.
Lowain: Huh? I'd know that horn anywhere... Ain't that Tsubasa?
???: All right, it's time to take out the trash! I'll take you all on!
???: Heh, you sure talk big. Well, we aren't about to take this lying down, are we boys?
???: Heck no! Let's do this!
Elsam: There they go again. Where do they even get all that energy? Teenagers, am I right?
Tomoi: ...
Lowain: Huh? What's up, Tommy?
Tomoi: Isn't that some kinda throwdown? Hope Tsubasa and the bros are okay.
Elsam: Huh? You think so?
Elsam: Isn't this what it usually sounds like when they meet up to cruise around those gearcycles of theirs?
Tomoi: Nah, this feels more like there's a big brawl about to break out. Meaning... this is where I come in.
Lowain: Yo, take the ego down a notch, bro. If you're worried, I'll check out the sitch with you.
Lowain: Even if it is a brawl, Tsubasa and the gang are good kids, so I'm sure they'll back down if we talk to 'em.
Tomoi: Oh, you sweet summer child. If we kick back and take it easy, the peeps in town could get caught in the middle of it!
Lowain: I mean, you're not wrong... but chill out a little, bro.
Tomoi: A bunch of punk kids are nothin' compared to a legit gang.
Tomoi: I'll go nip that fight in the bud!
Grinning smugly, Tomoi dashes off with a bellowing war cry.
Lowain: Whoa, hang on. Tommy!
Elsam: There he goes getting carried away again.
Lowain: I know he was tryin' to show off, but did it seem to you like he didn't know where he was going?
Elsam: For sure. With the way he's been acting, I've got nothin' but bad vibes about this.
Lowain: Word.

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 2: The Path of Dandyism - Episode 4

Tomoi enters a simulation (aka fantasy) where he breaks up a fight between Tsubasa's Red Wings and some local delinquents through his dandyism alone. Feeling fully prepared by his daydream, he saunters off to the plaza.


Tsubasa: ...!
Local Delinquent: ...!
Killa Taiga: Hey, jerkface! Did you not hear me when I told you to clear a path?
Yung Rintaro: Or maybe you were scared witless and couldn't move a muscle? Can't say I'd blame ya!
Local Delinquent: What was that? You wanna dance?
Tsubasa: Heh. You got a lotta nerve to lock horns with the Red Wings.
Tsubasa: If you insist, I won't say no to a fight!
Both: Bring it ooon!
Just as it seems a battle is about to break out...
???: Hold it right there!
Tsubasa: Hey, who're you? Don't butt in on our fight.
???: Is this yet another expression of youth?
Tsubasa: Huh?
Tsubasa: Wait, Tomoi? What's with the getup? It's hella dope.
A buzz runs through Tsubasa's gang as they take in the sight of Tomoi's pure white suit.
Tomoi: Ah, you must be a man of culture as well to appreciate this suit.
Tsubasa: Well, sure! It makes you look like a...
Killa Taiga: Dandy!
Tsubasa: Yeah, that! You're just oozin' dandyism right now. It's wicked cool...
Local Delinquent: Hey, you... Er, sir! Could we ask you to not interfere with our fight?
Tomoi: Heh, you're at that feisty age, aren't you? You've got that healthy dash of spunk.
Tomoi: That being said, I can't say I approve of you making a ruckus in the middle of town, kid.
Local Delinquent: Who're you callin' kid!
Tsubasa: Stand back, Tomoi. We'll handle this ourselves.
Tomoi: I don't care if this is just boys being boys—I won't stand back and let you make trouble in this town.
Tomoi: If you're prepared to face my wrath, then by all means, continue.
Tsubasa: ...
Local Delinquent: G-gulp...
Overwhelmed by Tomoi's fierce determination, the delinquent instantly loses his will to fight.
Local Delinquent: D-dammit! F-fine... I'll let you off the hook for today!
Yung Rintaro: Daaang! He scampered off with his tail between his legs! Serves him right!
Tomoi: Hey, Rintaro.
Yung Rintaro: Y-yessir?
Tomoi: Don't use words that undermine your dignity. A true man knows when to keep his mouth shut.
Yung Rintaro: N-noted!
Tsubasa: Haha... You're amazing, Tomoi. Seriously!
Killa Taiga: Hey, Tsubasa. It always felt like we were missin' something... and I think this is it.
Tsubasa: No doubt about it. That dandy vibe Tomoi's puttin' off right now is exactly what we've been lookin' for.
Tsubasa: Hey, Tomoi! No, Mister Tomoi... Actually, that's not quite right either. Needs more oomph...
Tsubasa: I know! Doc Dandyism!
Tsubasa: Would you be willing to teach us your ways?
All Three: We're beggin' ya!
Tomoi: Heh. On my pride as a man, I'll show you everything you need to know.
Having thoroughly completed his simulation, Tomoi heads for the scene of the commotion in high spirits.

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 3: Trial and Error - Episode 1

Tomoi arrives in the plaza to find Sho, Tsubasa, and some fellow delinquents cleaning up trash. Owing to a series of misunderstandings, he ends up in a clash with Sho until Tsubasa arrives to break it up, to Tomoi's great embarrassment.


Tomoi: Yeah, whattup! Bring it!
Firing himself up with a firm slap on the cheek, Tomoi leaps majestically into the central plaza.
Tomoi: Listen up, punks! I hope for your sakes that you're not causing trouble for the populace!
Tomoi: Wait, huuuh?
Sho: Hyaaahahaha! We're gonna pick up every last piece of trash lying on the streets! So I wanna see those hands moving!
Sho: Let's make this town cleaner than it's ever been before!
Local Delinquent: Right on, Sho! We'll show this filthy trash who's boss!
Thanks to Sho's cleanup crew, the town that had once been overflowing with trash is quickly beginning to sparkle once more.
Tomoi: Uhhh... Hang on. What the what? This ain't even close to what I prepped for.
Tomoi: So... Yeah, okay. Guess I'll just make myself scarce...
Hoping to sweep his mistake under the rug, Tomoi turns to leave. However...
Local Delinquent: Hey, you.
Tomoi: ...
Local Delinquent: Yo, I'm talkin' to you. You, the boomer in the white suit.
Tomoi: Huh? Who're you callin' a boomer?
Local Delinquent: You got something to say?
Tomoi: ...
Not a thing.
Local Delinquent: Pretty sure you were tryna start somethin' with us a sec ago.
Tomoi: Was I? Welp, you got me there. Whoopsie!
Local Delinquent: Huh? You think this is some joke?
Tomoi: Whoa, hey, time-out! You got it all wrong!
The delinquent grabs Tomoi by the collar, when suddenly...
Sho: Just a moment!
Local Delinquent: ...!
Sho: Listen up. We're in the middle of working for a good cause here.
Sho: This is no time for anybody to be throwing hands! Isn't that right?
Local Delinquent: S-sorry! But this dude was tryna pick a fight—
Sho: "But"?
Sho: "But" is a conjunction that comes before an excuse. Don't utter it in front of me, boy.
Local Delinquent: Eep...
Sho: Well, whatever. I'll take care of this.
Sho: Now... get back to cleaning.
As Sho whispers in his ear, the delinquent turns white as a sheet and returns to work.
Tomoi: Whew... You really saved my bacon, Sho. That was seriously cray-cray, dude. One misunderstanding just led to another...
Sho: You sure are acting all chummy with me. But who are you?
Tomoi: Wait, f'real? You gotta be kidding me, Sho. We literally just talked yesterday!
Sho: ...
Tomoi: C'mon, try to picture it. I was in the kitchen of the G. Cyph with Lowain and Sammy...
Sho: Hmm... I remember seeing Chef Lowain and Waiter Elsam...
Tomoi: Yeah, that's right! And there was one more of us! Waiter Tomoi!
Sho: ...
Nope, not ringing any bells.
Tomoi: Whaaat!
Sho: Are you tryna pull a fast one over me?
Tomoi: Huh?
Sho: Heh heh heh... I must be losing my edge.
Sho: I gotta put chumps like you in your place!
Tomoi: Why're you bustin' a vein all of a sudden? Wait, no, stop—
Tomoi: Don't launch into a battle!
Tsubasa: Hey, what's goin' on over here! Sho, hold it!
Sho: The show's about to start. So butt out.
Tsubasa: C'mon, knock it off. If you launch into a brawl, you're gonna get an earful from Elmott.
Rushing in to break up the fight, Tsubasa's jaw drops as he notices that Sho's opponent is none other than Tomoi.
Tsubasa: What! Well, if it ain't Tomoi! Dude, what's with the suit?
Tomoi: U-urgh... Tsubasaaa!
Tsubasa: Hey, Sho! Why the heck are you pickin' a fight with Tomoi!
Sho: Do you know this guy?
Yung Rintaro: Well, duh! This is Tomoi—the guy who cooks us grub in the kitchen every day!
Sho: Tomoi?
Yung Rintaro: You can't be serious! We were just chattin' it up with him in the mess hall yesterday!
Yung Rintaro: "Today's hamburger steak was fit for a king. Thanks!"
Yung Rintaro: And I quote.
Sho: ...!
He's the same person as this guy in the white suit?
Sho: Heh heh heh... It seems I made quite a mistake.
Tomoi: The heck, dude. I'm the only one you didn't notice? That hella bums me out.
Sho: Whoops! More importantly...
Tomoi: My feelings aren't important?
Sho: I've got cleaning to do. See you soon, Waiter Tomoi!
Tomoi: ...
Killa Taiga: Sorry 'bout Sho. I'll kick his ass later.
Tomoi: Bwahaha... D-don't sweat it.
The town plaza echoes with nothing but Tomoi's dry laughter.
Tomoi: ...
Lowain: C'mon, don't get so down.
Elsam: I def didn't see that comin'. The three of us are, like, always together, so it's hard to believe he only forgot one of us.
Tomoi: ...
Lowain: Hey, Tommy... Maybe it's about time to quit pushing yourself so hard.
Tomoi: What's that supposed to mean?
Lowain: We've known each other for so long, I can kinda sense what's goin' through your mind. Like, mixed feels and whatnot.
Elsam: There's no shame in throwin' in the towel before the finish line. We just want you back to your old self, Tommy.
Tomoi: In other words... I just don't have what it takes to climb the steps of dandyism?
Lowain: That's not what I'm saying. But like... aren't you taking this too fast? You gotta lower the pace, bro.
Elsam: What he said. If you get in too much of a hurry, you're just gonna lose your footing on those stairs, y'know?
Tomoi: I know you guys are just thinkin' of me.
Tomoi: But... I can't blow this chance. I wanna keep pushin' ahead a little longer.
Tomoi: And if I run away now, I'll just stay a weakling forever. Feels like it'll be game over for the rest of my life.
Both: Tommy...
Tomoi: I don't wanna give up on myself.
Elsam: Y'know... Just now, it felt like you took a little step toward dandyism.
Tomoi: For real?
Lowain: There's somethin' different about you right now.
Lowain: Like, you could say you're another Tommy who popped out of an alternate dimension, and I wouldn't bat an eye.
Tomoi: Then I guess I'll keep it up and try to hop, skip, and jump my way up that staircase!
All Three: Yes! Dandyism!

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 3: Trial and Error - Episode 2

Lowain suggests training under Sergeant Ilsa of the Society, and Tomoi heads out to have her whip him into shape. Within yet another fantasy, he uses his dandyism as the ultimate humanoid fighting weapon to save Ilsa, Gwynne, and the world from the threat of Omega-3.


Tomoi has decided to continue traveling the path of dandyism for a while longer.
He and the bros put their heads together to see if they can come up with any promising ideas.
Lowain: Well, we've at least learned one thing from all this—the path to dandyism ain't an easy one.
Lowain: Looking back, it might not have been the worst idea goin' to Yuisistah for some schoolin'.
Elsam: Word. That whole ambush thing was just, like, bad luck or an accident or whatevs.
Tomoi: Aw, don't bring up luck again. I already know I was totes jinxed this time around.
Elsam: Haha! Whaddya mean "this time around"? That's how it always is, bro.
Tomoi: Dude, you just made it even worse.
Lowain: C'mon, let's just forget about the past. Anyhoo, how 'bout studyin' up a bit more?
Tomoi: From who though? If I'm gonna focus on retraining my mind first...
Tomoi: For starters, we've got combat trainers like Ghanda or Sori...
Elsam: Or how 'bout Jamil, Tan-yass, or Ema the Predator for more of a hitman vibe?
Tomoi: Hitman? That sounds like an even bigger hurdle than Yuisistah's place...
Lowain: Hold up. Isn't there somebody else perf for the job that we're forgetting?
Tomoi: Huh? Who?
Elsam: C'mon, Teach! Don't hold out on us! Spill the beans!
Lowain: Sergeant Ilsa, obvs! She's the ultimate drill sarge—everybody knows how hard she pushes peeps!
Both: Sergeant... Ilsa?
Tomoi: Oh... right. Well, let's continue down the list...
Tomoi: What about Suframare? Vyrn said she's a really great teach who refuses to give up on her students...
Lowain: Tommy, quit trying to run away.
Tomoi: I-I'm not! I was just wonderin' if there might be any other options!
Elsam: I've def heard she's mega tough... but isn't that a good thing?
Elsam: If you let her rework you from the ground up, won't it be way easier for you to, like, be reborn as a whole different dude?
Lowain: What he said. And if we're talkin' about the Society, Vaseraga and Ace both have a lot of dandyism going for 'em too, right?
Lowain: You might be able to get pretty close to what you're gunnin' for.
After taking in Lowain's and Elsam's words, Tomoi nods quietly.
Tomoi: Guess it wouldn't be a stretch to say a beefed up mind dwells in a beefed up bod.
Tomoi: All right! I'm gonna have Sergeant Ilsa train me as hard as she possibly can!
Elsam: Wahey!
All Three: Dandyism.
Having found his motivation once more, Tomoi heads to speak with Ilsa, known throughout the skies for being a relentless drill sergeant.
Ilsa & Gwynne: ...
Dex: Well, well. So you two are the only fossildwellers left, huh?
Juana: You know... you look pretty tasty.
Ilsa: Keep your wits about you, cadet! Our mission is to halt their advance here.
Ilsa: We must hold out until the man shouldering the fate of the entire skies appears. Do not falter!
Gwynne: Y-yes, ma'am!
Ellis: And who might that man be?
Dex: I can sense from your resolve that adrenaline is coursing through you. It'll be worth smashing you to pieces!
Dex leisurely closes the distance between them, catching hold of Ilsa and closing both hands around her throat.
Ilsa: U-urgh...
Juana: Hehe. I'm going to thoroughly enjoy eating you... and her too.
Gwynne: Please... Please hurry, Tomoiii!
At that very moment, a flash of light illuminates the cosmos.
Ellis: Huh? What's that black—
Ellis: Ah... Ah... Ah... Ohh... Ngh...
Dex: Ellis...
Ellis: There's static disrupting my consciousness... Urgh... No, this is...
The very atmosphere begins to tremble as a black-robed figure alights upon the lunar surface. It is none other than the Sky Realm's ultimate humanoid fighting weapon...
Tomoi.
Tomoi: Whew...
Ellis: Da... Da... Da-da-da...
Dex: Ellis?
Ellis: Da-da-da...
Dandyism!
Juana: Huh? Did Ellis blow a fuse?
Ellis: Da-da-da...
Dandyism!
Ilsa: It seems he was equipped with a so-called hyperdimensional perception.
Ilsa: That must be why he had an extreme reaction to the dandyism of Tomoi, the ultimate humanoid fighting weapon.
Tomoi: Sorry I'm late, mademoiselles.
Ilsa: How impertinent of you to keep a lady waiting.
Ilsa: I expect you to redeem yourself at once. With the power of your dandyism!
Tomoi: As you wish, Mademoiselle Ilsa.
Ilsa: Hehe, I'd expect no less from the ultimate humanoid fighting weapon. Your dandyism knows no bounds.
Tomoi: You must be Gwynne, the new recruit. I'm sure I must have frightened you.
Gwynne: Oh, no. Not at all...
Tomoi: Leave the rest to me. I'll protect these skies, no matter what.
Gwynne: Somehow I can't help but trust him! So this is dandyism!
Dex: No matter how much dandyism you may possess, you're still nothing more than a fossildweller. Can you really compete with me?
Tomoi: I'll let you find that out for yourself.
Tomoi: Hyaaah!
Dex: Hah!
Tomoi and Dex clash fiercely, locking arms as each attempts to overpower the other.
Tomoi: Hmm, not bad. You're certainly not lacking in the dandyism department.
Dex: That's my line. It's hard to believe you're a mere fossildweller with how much dandyism you possess. How intriguing.
Tomoi: You must have been under the impression that you were the strongest being in the world.
Tomoi: Heh. But considering you ran into me, it seems your luck has run out.
Dex: Such insolence...
Tomoi: Haaah! Dandyism!
Dex: Impossible... Your chances of success should have been 0.001% at best...
Tomoi: Dandyism doesn't come from the mind.
Tomoi: It comes from the soul.
Dex: Gurgh...
Dex: A sound... argument...
Juana: Oh no. Not you too, Dex.
Tomoi: Moon mademoiselle.
Juana: ...!
Juana: No... Stay away...
Juana: Eek!
As Juana backs away in fear, her legs become entangled, causing her to almost fall over.
Tomoi catches her swiftly and whispers sweetly into her ear.
Tomoi: Yes... Dandy?
Juana: So this is the ultimate humanoid fighting weapon, trump card of the fossildwellers. Yes... Dandy...
Ellis: Da-da-da...
Dandyism!
Ellis: Swoon...
Tomoi: Heh...
Thus the Sky Realm was protected from the invasion of the moondwellers by Tomoi, the ultimate humanoid fighting weapon.
All because of the dandyism radiating from his very being.
The End. (Roll Credits.)

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 3: Trial and Error - Episode 3

Doused with water by Ilsa, Tomoi is jolted back to the real world, where he manages to survive a mock battle with Gwynne and is accepted as a cadet. Convinced he won't be able to handle the harsh training, he leaves a letter of apology and flees.


The End. (Roll Credits.)
Tomoi's Voice: Bwaaah!
Ilsa: How long are you planning to lie there! On your feet, you frivolous maggot!
Tomoi: Yes'm! Miss Sergeant Ilsa, ma'am!
Ilsa: You said you wanted to overcome your weakness, did you not? That you wanted me to beat your entire being into shape?
Tomoi: Y-yes, ma'am...
Ilsa: And yet...
Ilsa: What is with this pathetic display! Don't throw in the towel after mere warm-up exercises!
Tomoi: S-sorry!
Ilsa taps Tomoi's black armor-like outfit with her fingertip.
Ilsa: And what is the meaning of this attire? Isn't it difficult to move in?
Tomoi: Oh, this? Nah, it's easier than it looks. And ain't it the most, like, Society design you've ever laid eyes on?
Ilsa: I can see how it might be beneficial to dress the part. However...
Ilsa: That only applies once you've mastered the basics! What happens if you sustain additional injuries from using unfamiliar equipment, maggot!
Ilsa: Gwynne, step forward!
Gwynne: Yes, Commander Ilsa!
Ilsa: Teach this maggot how to handle himself in a mock battle. Bring him within a hair's breadth of death, but no farther.
Gwynne: A hair's breadth of death. Understood.
Ilsa: Listen up, maggot. Your first order—don't die. And secondly, I expect a full report from you on what was unsuitable about your equipment.
Ilsa: What was lacking? What was in excess? Take a good, hard look.
Ilsa: Ready your weapons!
Tomoi: Gulp...
Gwynne: Well, you heard her, Tomoi. Apologies, but I'll be coming at you with everything I've got.
Tomoi: Wait, is this for real?
Ilsa: And... begin!
Gwynne: Haaah!
Tomoi: You're not gonna hold back even a smidge?
The moment Gwynne kicks off the ground to approach with incredible force...
Tomoi is suddenly struck with a strange sensation he has never felt before.
Tomoi: Huh? What's going on? Gwynne looks like she's moving in slow-mo...
Tomoi: Did I just, like... awaken some kinda hidden power?
Tomoi: Bwahaha! No way. You see it all the time in manga! That's gotta be what this is.
Tomoi: Like, "he unleashes his true power to sidestep Gwynne's attack and follow up with a counter of his own." That kinda thing.
Young Tomoi: Beanie snacks really are best when you eat 'em fresh on the way home!
Young Lowain: Whoa. You've gotten pretty good at catchin' 'em in your mouth, huh, Tommy?
Young Elsam: Hey, try doing that again.
Young Tomoi: Here goes!
The young Tomoi tosses a bean high overhead and opens his mouth wide, catching it effortlessly.
Both: Wahee!
Young Tomoi: Bwahahaha!
Tomoi: Huh? Why am I seeing visions of munchkin Lowain and Sammy?
Tomoi: What's the deal? This ain't the time to be reminiscing about the past!
In the process of organizing his thoughts, Tomoi realizes that his movements are also in slow motion.
Tomoi: What! Normally when you awaken a hidden power, you're supposed to, like, move super fast or something, right?
Tomoi: But my mo's as slow as hers... Wait, no way. Don't tell me this is...
Tomoi: My life flashing before my eyes?
Gwynne: Hyaaah!
Tomoi: Guhah...
Owing to his miraculous vitality, Tomoi somehow manages to survive his mock battle with Gwynne.
By doing so, he receives permission to move into the dormitory and reside among his fellow trainees. However...
Tomoi: (Am I seriously gonna live here? Actually... am I seriously gonna live, period?)
Gwynne: Sorry about earlier, Tomoi. How are your injuries holding up?
Tomoi: Oh, no prob. I'm lit as a fiddle. Sorry for makin' you worry.
Gwynne: Glad to hear it. The real training starts tomorrow, so you should probably hit the sack early tonight.
Gwynne: Here's the schedule.
Tomoi: Th-thanks...
Tomoi: Huhwha!
Gwynne: Well, I won't pretend it's not tough. But it shouldn't be enough to actually break your body or anything.
Gwynne: I guess once you've made up your mind... you just kind of get used to it.
Gwynne: But if you feel like you really can't cut it, the exit is that way.
Tomoi: R-roger that...
A tear trickles down Tomoi's face as he watches Gwynne walk away.
Tomoi: This is no place for a pleb like me. The hell factor is way too off the scale...
Tomoi: Sergeant Ilsa, Gwynne... I'm hella sorry for makin' you waste your time on a loser like me.
Tomoi: Mad props, yo...
Too ashamed to face them, Tomoi scribbles a letter of apology and flees from the dormitory.

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 3: Trial and Error - Episode 4

On their way back from shopping, Lowain, Elsam, Yaia, and Ardora spot a clearly depressed Tomoi, but his bros decide not to pry and treat him as usual. Between their kind gesture and the girls' words of comfort, Tomoi is overwhelmed.


Tomoi: ...
Despite the soft rays of the setting sun, a sense of gloom hovers around Tomoi like a rain cloud.
Tomoi: I'm gonna be a man worthy of Freezie? Hah.
Tomoi: (How did a nobody like me ever get an idea like that in my head?)
Tomoi: (It's like I was born yesterday. Ugh... I wanna crawl under a rock and die, or at least live out the rest of my life there...)
Ardora: Fried rice, fried rice!
Lowain: I feel that. It's hard not to get hype when you eat Yaia's fried rice.
Elsam: Do ya put some kinda special seasoning in it or something? It's legit hard to believe how good it is.
Yaia: Ehehe, I'm glad to hear that. I pour all my love into making it!
Elsam: Ooh, so that's why. No wonder the taste is on a whole 'nother level.
Ardora: Huh? Isn't that Tomoi over there?
Elsam: Wait, what? Didn't he go to Sergeant Ilsa's place for training?
Lowain: Look, even his clothes are different. There's def something up.
Elsam: Yo, Tom—
Lowain: Hold up. Check out how he's standing. Doesn't it look like he's carrying the weight of the world again?
Elsam: For sure. He's surrounded by some, like, dark aura. Bet it'd just make things worse if we went up to him like normal. So what do we do?
While Lowain and Elsam are still pondering how to help their friend, Yaia and Ardora bolt over to him.
Yaia: Tomoi! What's wrong?
Ardora: What's wrong?
Lowain: Oh, this is probably just what the doctor ordered. I think he could use a bit of innocent kindness to heal his heart.
Elsam: Makes sense to me. We'll borrow their power to cheer him up in one go!
Seeing Yaia and Ardora running toward him with grins on their faces, Tomoi hurriedly wipes away his tears.
Tomoi: Oh... Uh...
Tomoi: What's up, little ladies? I dunno where you get all that energy from. Did you go out somewhere?
Ardora: We went shopping with Lowain and Elsam!
Ardora: Guess what! Yaia's gonna make us fried rice today!
Tomoi: Niiice! Yaia's fried rice is some seriously gourmet grub.
Yaia: ...?
Lowain: Tommy...
Tomoi: Sup, bro...
Lowain: C'mon back to the G. Cyph with us. You can't dandy on an empty stomach, am I right?
Elsam: Totes to that. Let's just focus on helpin' out Yaia for today.
Tomoi: You guys...
Lowain: Huh?
Tomoi: Why aren't you asking me anything? Your heads must be chock-full of questions, right?
Tomoi: Like, what's with my clothes? What happened to my white suit? Why am I here when I'm supposed to be off trainin'?
Lowain: I mean, duh. If you wanted to tell us, you'd tell us, right?
Elsam: Bingo. Besides, I'm famished, fam. If you wanna spill the tea, do it while we're chowing down.
Tomoi: The heck... I can't even...
Both: ...
Tomoi: Are you dudes going for the title of "Skies' Best Mom" or something? You're too nice!
Lowain: Wait, did you just now notice that? Not too observant, are ya, Tommy?
Elsam: Right?
Tomoi: Urgh... Hic...
Yaia: Are you okay, Tomoi? If your tummy hurts, I can pat it for you!
Tomoi: Ah, sorry. Just got a little dust in my eye. Or, like, my whole brain turned to dust...
Yaia: Oh, really? That's good!
Both: ...
Yaia: I can tell you three are really good friends.
Tomoi: Yaia, please. You're gonna kill me...
Tears pour down Tomoi's face as the emotions he had been struggling to hold back finally break free all at once.
Tomoi: Urgh... Hic... Hic...
Ardora: Is your tummy hurting? Pain, pain, go away!
Tomoi: Oh man... I can't handle this. Feels like my heart's gonna burst!
Both: ...
Lowain and Elsam continue to look on silently as Tomoi finds comfort in the sweet naivety of the two girls.

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 4: Some Got It, Some Don't - Episode 1

Tomoi wanders to a bar to drink alone, where he witnesses an argument between Aoidos, Justin, and Valentin. Things take a turn for the worse when Lobelia arrives as a potential new band member, and Tomoi debates whether to intervene or not.


Yaia: There, there.
Ardora: There, there.
Tomoi: Waaah! Primarchs who? You little dudettes are the only angels I see!
Lowain: Bwahaha! Dang, those tears are really flowin'. What are you, a water fountain?
Elsam: Here, bro. Use my hanky to dry your eyes—
Tomoi: Hooonk!
Elsam: Dude! Don't blow your nose!
Tomoi: Thanks, Sammy.
Elsam: At least wash it first!
Passersby frown at the sight of a grown man sobbing freely in public.
Passerby: Goodness me. How can he blubber like that in front of the children? Isn't he ashamed of himself?
Passerby's Child: Look, Mommy! That manbaby's wearing weird clothes!
Passerby: Don't stare. He could be dangerous.
Subjected to their ridicule and pity, Tomoi is once again painfully reminded of his own inadequacies.
Tomoi: ...
Lowain: Don't let 'em get to ya, bro. We just gotta keep doin' our own thing.
Elsam: A playboy can't change his spots, am I right? Wahey!
Tomoi: Sorry...
Tomoi: I need some time alone.
Yaia: Tomoi...
Tomoi: Yaia, Ardora... 'Preciate you tryin' to cheer me up. I totes felt how much you cared.
Tomoi: And you, my dudes. Mad props, yo.
As Tomoi trudges away, his friends hesitate, unsure whether or not they should let him go.
Both: ...
Elsam: Hey, Tom—
Lowain: Sammy.
Lowain puts a hand on Elsam's shoulder, shaking his head.
Elsam: But dude, aren't you worried?
Lowain: I think he's desperately strugglin' to break free of his cocoon right now.
Elsam: Like, uh... a moth?
Lowain: The word you're lookin' for in this sitch is "butterfly." Try to at least have some tact, bro.
Elsam: Oh, right. A butterfly. I'll file that away.
Lowain: So yeah. I think we oughta step back and try to think up what we can do for him in the meanwhile.
His spirit broken, Tomoi wanders the streets alone until he finds himself at a bar on the outskirts of town.
Taking a lone seat at the counter, he sips his drink in silence.
Tomoi: Heh... I'm a total loser no matter what I do...
Tomoi: I wanna be reborn... Just whisk me off to another world where I can be top dog or something...
Tomoi: Welp, so much for alone time. I can't seem to get their faces outta my head...
Unable to hold back the tears, Tomoi puts his head down on the counter.
Justin's Voice: Benjamin! What are you thinking!
Tomoi: Huh? Did he just say "Benjamin"?
Tomoi: Ain't that the Dos-meister's old name?
Tomoi turns around to see Aoidos, a fellow crew member, seated in the back of the bar.
Aoidos: ...
Justin: The only thing we agreed to was playing in a gig for the DossSS.
Justin: And now you say you want to bring in a new member? The show's tomorrow!
Furious, Justin thrusts the knife in his hand into Valentin's thigh.
Valentin: Gwah! If... if we start making adjustments now... Heh. It's gonna be a long night. Heh...
Justin: Don't squirm, you pig. It's disgusting.
Valentin: Sorry... So sorry!
Aoidos: Stagnation is death.
Aoidos: It's my life's purpose to keep the DossSS constantly evolving in order to get closer to the gods.
Aoidos: Or are you saying you don't trust me?
Justin: ...!
Aoidos: Oh, those footsteps tapping out a perfect beat... Sounds like our new member's here.
Aoidos: This is the man who will breathe new life into the DossSS...
Aoidos: Lobelia.
Lobelia: Salut, Aoidos.
Lobelia: And you as well, gentlemen. My name is Lobelia. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance.
Justin: I'm Justin, the bassist of the band.
Valentin: Name's Valentin. I'm on drums.
Valentin: Heh... I like that look in your eyes!
Valentin: I know we just met, but...
Valentin: Slice me up! Curse me out!
Lobelia: Heh, your friends seem like people I can get along with, Aoidos.
Lobelia: But let's cut to the chase, shall we? Why did you ask me here today?
Letting out a small breath, Aoidos turns his fierce gaze onto Lobelia.
Aoidos: Lobelia. How about joining our band? Let's play the sound of destruction in rebellion against the gods.
Lobelia: Heh-ahaha! I must say, that's quite the intriguing proposal. I never imagined you'd invite me, of all people.
Lobelia: Unfortunately, I'll have to decline. No matter my preference, I'm clearly already unwelcome here.
Both: ...
Lobelia: Well, it seems there's nothing more to discuss. I'm afraid this is goodbye. Au revoir.
Aoidos: Attendez.
Aoidos grabs hold of Lobelia's arm as he makes to leave.
Aoidos: Even if you can't play, you have... something that piques my interest. Something I've never encountered before.
Lobelia: Hmm... I believe our courses are quite different, however.
Justin: I know you're hiding something.
Justin: Maybe I ought to open up your head to find out what it is.
Lobelia: Now, now. Put that sword away, won't you?
A tense atmosphere hangs in the bar, sending the bewildered staff into a panic.
Bar Staff: O-oh no, this is starting to get pretty serious. What do I do now?
Tomoi: (So like... as a member of the crew, shouldn't I jump in to break up the fight?)
Tomoi: (But I've heard about those dudes on the grapevine...)
Tomoi: (The Dos-meister and Lobs are supposed to be legit freaky.)
Tomoi: (Maybe I oughta just pretend to be tanked and ignore 'em like a boss.)
Tomoi: (But like... what kind of a man would I be if I did that?)
Tomoi: (Argh! What the heck am I supposed to dooo!)
Torn between whether or not he should step in, Tomoi agonizes over his moral dilemma.

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 4: Some Got It, Some Don't - Episode 2

Witnessing a fantasy in which he is viciously killed by Benjamin, Justin, Valentin, and Lobelia during a gig, Tomoi decides not to get involved. Fortunately, Yngwie arrives to masterfully resolve the fight, but this just makes Tomoi feel worse.


Benjamin: Hunt the strays!
Vicious Army: Vi-cious! Vi-cious! Vi-cious!
Vicious Three: Hunting down strays, hurling sticks and stones.
Vicious Three: This town, a curse decays, all because of the mastermind, the mastermind.
Vicious Three: Screams incite, condemn to silence.
Vicious Three: Who's next to bear the curse? Step up! Step up! Step up!
Vicious Army: Diiie!
Tomoi: Whoa, hold up! Chill out for a sec, dudes! We're all adults here—can't we talk this out?
Justin: Clay statues don't talk.
Tomoi: Gyah!
Benjamin: I've been granted permission to kill you.
Tomoi: B-by who?
Benjamin: Myself.
Tomoi: What! Abuse of power much?
Benjamin: Can it.
Tomoi: Gyaoof!
Valentin: Wait! If you're gonna stab somebody, make it me!
Tomoi: For real? Dude, I could legit cry right now!
Tomoi: I'm more than willin' to take you up on that! Let's get you subbed in, pronto!
Both: Die.
Valentin: Awagh!
Tomoi: Pyargh!
Lobelia: Well, well. Now that's an interesting cry. A rather foolish sound... but perhaps it's worth adding to my collection.
Lobelia: It's in need of a little refinement, however. I think we'll need to put in a bit more work before we're satisfied.
Lobelia: Isn't that right, Tower?
The Tower: ...
The Vicious Three and Lobelia approach the skewered Tomoi with rapturous expressions on their faces.
Tomoi: L-looks like... this is it for me...
And with that, Tomoi is savagely executed in the midst of their gig.
Tomoi: ...
Tomoi: Yep, I'd def be steppin' into a minefield. We're talkin' risk level critical, no doubt.
Tomoi: (Stayin' outta this is the right answer.)
Bar Staff: Staaare...
Tomoi: (Stop! Don't look at me! This is what they pay you the chump change for, dude...)
Avoiding the piercing gaze of the bar staff, Tomoi tries to make himself invisible, when suddenly...
Yngwie's Voice: I thought things seemed lively over here. Now I see why.
Tomoi: Wait, that voice... Uncle Ingy!
Tomoi spins around to see none other than Yngwie stroll past imposingly.
Yngwie: Such impassioned displays are all part of youth, but you'll spoil the entire mood of the establishment if you're too loud.
Aoidos: Sorry. Just a little dispute over musical differences. Perhaps this was yet another test from the gods...
Yngwie: Bars like this are a haven for us old-timers. There are a lot of customers here who want to drink in peace.
Yngwie: So what say we all settle down and enjoy the soothing sounds of the piano?
Yngwie winks at the pianist, who begins to play quietly, a bright blush apparent on her cheeks.
Yngwie: I know it's a different genre from what you guys are used to, but I think she's pretty good, don't you?
Yngwie: No point in standing around, now. Have a seat.
All Three: ...
Following Yngwie's lead, the others sit down silently on the sofa and take in the music.
Aoidos: Even though the melody's quiet, I can feel her passion.
Yngwie: Bravo, baby. Though I can't say I'm surprised you were able to sense that from her performance, being who you are.
Yngwie: Her feelings are deep and intense. They'd be too much for basically anyone besides me.
Aoidos: Heh. Yngwie, the sinful hero. You must be a man envied by the gods, just as I am.
Yngwie: Who, me?
Yngwie: Hahaha! I'm happy to hear that!
Yngwie: Ah, what's this, gentlemen? Your glasses are empty.
Yngwie pours whiskey into each person's glass.
Yngwie: Now, let's make amends with a toast.
Aoidos: Before that... let's get those feelings out in the open, Justin.
Justin: ...
Justin: Lobelia.
Lobelia: Yes?
Justin: To us, Benjamin is... I mean, Aoidos is...
Justin: He's my beacon. There's no way he could be wrong.
Justin: So prove him right. No matter what.
Justin: If nothing else, I apologize that you're at the mercy of his whims.
Lobelia: I'm not bothered. But I appreciate you saying so. Let's all enjoy some drinks together tonight, shall we?
Justin: Yeah. For his sake.
Valentin: Oh... Uh... I'm sorry too. So feel free to ridicule me to your heart's content!
Lobelia: Heh! Careful not to say things you can't take back.
Lobelia: Otherwise... you can't blame me if I take them seriously.
Yngwie: Well then, gentlemen. Let's make the most of this evening.
All Five: Cheers!
Tomoi: ...
Yngwie has magnificently brought together a group of rather eccentric individuals.
Gazing at him with envy, Tomoi smiles somewhat bitterly, once again forced to face the fact that they are in entirely different leagues.

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 4: Some Got It, Some Don't - Episode 3

Tomoi encounters Richard at the bar counter, and they bond over the unlucky hands they've been dealt. Afterward, Richard invites him to the casino, where Tomoi wins big and leaves with a group of beautiful women.


Tomoi: ...
Richard: I feel the same way as you right now, Tomoi.
Tomoi: Huh?
Richard, who happened to be standing near Tomoi at the counter, quietly sits down.
Richard: When Aoidos and the others were fighting, you were trying to decide whether to intervene, weren't you?
Tomoi: Mhm...
Richard: And in the end, you pretended not to see them.
Tomoi: ...
True that.
Richard: Oh, don't worry. I'm in the same boat.
Richard: Even if I had stepped in, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have been able to stop them.
Tomoi: I feel that! Dude, we're totes on the same brain wave here!
Richard: Haha... I think everybody has their own part to play in life. Some got it, and some don't.
Tomoi: Harsh, bro. But it hurts 'cause it's true...
The pair lightly clink their glasses together before draining them in one gulp.
Richard: Ahh, that hits the spot.
Can I get another one over here, barkeep?
Bar Staff: Coming right up!
Richard: Booze really is the best medicine, am I right? Hahaha!
Tomoi: Yo, Richard... You're actin' kinda off. Something go down?
Richard: Ah, was it that obvious?
Richard: Man, love doesn't ever go the way you want it to, does it?
Tomoi: Love?
Tomoi: (Oh, right. Richard was head over heels for that duelist babe, Therese...)
Tomoi: Forgive a bro for askin' outta nowhere... but this is about Therese, right?
Richard: Wha! Wh-wh-why'd you suddenly bring up Therese?
Tomoi: Huh? Wait, are you tellin' me you seriously thought nobody knew?
Richard: ...
Tomoi: Whoops, I totes didn't mean to be that blunt. My bad...
Richard: Oh, nah, don't worry about it. It's all on me for wearing my heart on my sleeve.
Richard: But you're right, Tomoi. About Therese, I mean.
Richard: I'd just worked up the courage to ask her out on a date, when bad luck struck and a dog showed up out of nowhere.
Tomoi: Ooh, dang. You're weak to dog element, right?
Richard: Yep. My fear of dogs caused me to make a fool of myself in front of her.
Tomoi: Oof, dude. That blows.
Richard: But then again, I'm an expert in misfortune.
Richard: So this is just another day in the life of me. Haha...
Tomoi: Bwahaha! An expert in misfortune?
Richard: Aw, c'mon, it's not that funny.
Tomoi: Nah, it's just—I'm the same. Like, I get those vibes myself, plus my bros tell me I'm a total magnet for bad luck.
Richard: Guess that makes us two of a kind, huh?
The pair bond over drinks, sharing their woes in both love and life.
Both: Ahahaha!
Both: Sigh...
Richard: Say, Tomoi. How about hitting up the casino to forget your troubles for a while?
Tomoi: Oh, I dig it. But like I said, I'm hella unlucky...
Richard: Not to worry, my friend. This gambling wizard will show you the ropes.
Tomoi: F'real, dude? Then let's go get those chips!
Tomoi: Bwahaha! A royal straight flush!
Richard: That's what I'm talking about, Tomoi! Lady Luck seems to be on your side tonight.
Tomoi: Thanks to you, I'm ridin' a big wave! This is. Da. Bomb!
Richard: Well, I'm gonna go try my luck at that table over there. Keep it up.
Tomoi: Roger that! Go show off those mad skills of yours and rake in the cash!
Flashing a thumbs-up, Tomoi turns to smile smugly at the mountain of chips before him.
Tomoi: You dudes are hella generous. Mad props, yo!
Gambler: Tch...
Tomoi: Huh? You on a losing streak? That's gotta suck, bro.
Tomoi: But you know what they say—ya win some, ya lose some. Just gotta hop back on the horse and try again, am I right?
Tomoi: On that note—let's keep those games comin', dealer.
With no end to Tomoi's good fortune in sight, he continues to win big.
The next thing he knows, he is surrounded by beautiful women.
Tomoi: Bwah! Wh-wh-what's the deal? They're so close! Why am I the only dude packed in like a sardine?
Beauty: Hehe. You sure have a knack for this.
Tomoi blushes, going rigid as beautiful women press into him from every side.
Tomoi: Um... So, like... c-can I help you?
Beauty: No, no help needed. I'm just... interested in you, that's all.
Tomoi: Interested! In... in me?
Tomoi: (It's the cash! Def the cash! Like, I get that! But... but at the same time...)
Tomoi: (I'd have to be seriously cray-cray not to jump headfirst at this once-in-a-lifetime chance, right?)
Faced with a moment of weakness, Freezie's face pops into his mind.
Tomoi: Freezie...
Gambler: Hey, Mr. Casanova! You playin' or what?
Gambler: If you wanna flirt, do it somewhere else!
Tomoi: Oh, sorry...
Beauty: C'mon, big fella. Let's go have a nice... chat over there.
Tomoi: Er, but...
As Tomoi hesitates, Yngwie's face suddenly flashes in front of him.
Tomoi: Ngh... Wouldn't it be a step toward dandyism to get up close and personal with this kinda arm candy like Uncle Ingy does?
Tomoi: But at the same time... I've got my heart set on a smokin' babe named Freezie!
Beauty: Oh my, you must be new at this. But don't worry. I don't mind taking the lead... Hehe.
Tomoi: Wait, uh, babe? Y-y-you're really comin' on strong here. I'm not... not worthy!
Tomoi will soon come to understand...
Some things in life truly are too good to be true.

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 4: Some Got It, Some Don't - Episode 4

Some time earlier, after Tomoi headed off alone, Lowain and Elsam visit Korwa's studio to request a dandy suit, only to learn that she has already prepared one. A sudden downpour then prompts them to go searching for their downhearted friend.


Tomoi: Sorry...
Tomoi: I need some time alone.
Yaia: Tomoi...
Tomoi: Yaia, Ardora... 'Preciate you tryin' to cheer me up. I totes felt how much you cared.
Tomoi: And you, my dudes. Mad props, yo.
Some time earlier, after Tomoi headed into town alone...
Having requested an advance on their salaries from (Captain), Lowain and Elsam pay a visit to Korwa's studio.
Lowain: Yo, Korwie! Knock knock!
Elsam: Knock knock!
Korwa: Lowain, Elsam! Now that's what I call perfect timing.
Korwa: Huh? Where's Tomoi?
Lowain: Well, uh... A lot went down, and now he's out there blowin' in the wind tryin' to find himself.
Elsam: That's kinda why we dropped by. We've got a bit of real talk we wanted to run past ya...
Exchanging glances with Lowain, Elsam holds out a leather pouch toward Korwa.
Korwa: What's this?
Korwa: Wait... Huh? Money? For what?
Lowain: We were hopin' you could work your magic to whip up a dandy suit for Tommy.
Elsam: So this is like, uh... a down payment?
Elsam: We'll pony up the rest as soon as we can find some bankable missions to tackle.
Lowain: I know you've got a lot on your plate, no doubt, but please...
Both: You gotta help him!
Seeing the pair acting so out of character, Korwa can't help but burst out laughing.
Korwa: Pfft... Haha! You guys are too much. I don't think I've ever seen the two of you so serious before!
Lowain: Pssh, we're always serious...
Lowain: Serious about YOLOin' it up, that is! Bwahaha!
Elsam: Wahey!
Lowain: But listen, Korwie. See, there's a legit reason why we're wearin' these frowns on our pretty faces...
Korwa: Yeah, I heard. Metera told me.
Both: Huh?
Korwa: We bumped into each other in town.
Korwa: Boy, was I shocked to hear that Tomoi actually went to see Freesia!
Elsam: Oh, well... It didn't really, like, turn into anything though.
Korwa: And yet Tomoi's love evolved from fantasy to reality. Isn't that pretty magical?
Korwa: But as for what comes next...
Korwa: I think they're going to have their share of hardships to overcome, not just in terms of their feelings, but real life as well.
Korwa: That being said, I'd like to help them find a happy ending that leaves them both satisfied.
Korwa: So anyway... here's my answer.
Smiling brightly, Korwa presents them with a large box.
Korwa: Go on. Open it.
Lowain: Wait, huh? What's the deal? Are you sayin' you stuffed your answers in here?
Elsam: Dude, I'm dyin' to know what's inside. Open 'er up, Lowain.
Lowain: Aight. Then without any ado, let's unbox this bad boy.
Elsam: Three, two, one!
Lowain: Alley-oop!
Flinging open the box with a flourish, Lowain peeks inside to see a tasteful custom-tailored suit made from high-quality fabric.
Lowain: Dude, this suit is baller. The design is like, peak dandyism.
Elsam: Seriously, this is wicked cool. It's so perfectly perf, it totes blows away that cheap white suit of his!
Korwa: I heard Tomoi wanted to be more like a dandy, so I took that idea and ran with it.
Both: Korwie...
Korwa: The reason I said you two had perfect timing earlier is because I was about to leave to deliver this suit.
Elsam: Wait, are you for real? These are some hella badassical threads we got our hands on...
Lowain: Muchas gracias for the epic qual. No doubt this'll help our bro Tommy get his power back.
Lowain: So like, now you def gotta take our cash.
Korwa: Hey now! Your money's no good here!
Korwa: This is a present from me to a dear friend. I won't accept any payment.
Lowain: But c'mon. I know the order was kinda flipped, but we did come here to buy a suit...
Elsam: And like, we can't just ask a pro to make us a suit for free just 'cause we're buds.
Korwa: In that case, don't think of this in terms of whether I'm a professional or not.
Korwa: It was just a bit of self-indulgence on my part. I wanted to do everything possible to give Tomoi a push toward his happy ending.
Lowain: Still, we'd be majorly chuffed if you took it.
Korwa: ...
Lowain and Elsam stare at Korwa with deadpan expressions, causing her to erupt into laughter once more.
Korwa: Haha! Okay, okay!
Korwa: If you're going to be that insistent, I'd be happy to accept your payment. Otherwise I have a feeling I'll never hear the end of it.
Both: 'Preciate it.
Lowain: Your kindness is totes off the charts, Korwie.
Both: Swoon.
Korwa: Right back at you. That thoughtfulness of yours is enough to make any gal swoon too.
Elsam: Well, I mean... payin' a pro is just the right thing to do, am I right?
Lowain: Sammy, my dude. I don't think you get to say that.
Elsam: My bad.
Korwa: Eek!
Thunder rumbles across the sky, followed by light rainfall that gradually turns into a downpour.
Korwa: Really? It was sunny just a moment ago...
Lowain: ...
Korwa: Huh? What's wrong?
Lowain: I was just wonderin' if Tommy's holdin' up all right out there.
Korwa: Um... You said Tomoi's out searching for himself, right?
Elsam: Word. He was in the middle of tryin' to hatch or whatevs, so we let him go... but this gives me bad vibes.
Lowain: Totes to that. How's he supposed to spread his wings if they get wet when he's comin' outta that cocoon? This ain't gonna end well.
Elsam: A broken heart and rainy skies are like, a perf recipe for disaster.
Korwa: That's true. You know... I think he might really be in trouble here.
Both: For sure.
Tomoi: My fling with Freezie's like, over before it even started. Pfft... Bwahaha!
Elsam: Uh-oh. Maybe we oughta prep for the worst-case stich...
Korwa: No way, not on my watch! He's got to have his happy ending!
Lowain: Either way, we gotta go track Tommy down!
Thus Lowain, Elsam, and Korwa head out into the pouring rain to search for their friend.

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 5: Meeting with a Macho - Episode 1

Finding himself swindled out of his winnings, Tomoi runs into Nier while sobbing in the rain. During their conversation he learns that she successfully changed herself for (Captain), and he runs away, lamenting his own weakness.


Ruffian: That'll learn ya!
Tomoi: Urgh...
Tomoi finds himself being tossed away like an old dishrag by a group of ruffians.
Tomoi: So you babes were in cahoots with these cheats from the get-go?
Beauty: It's our job to lure creeps like you that win big at the casino into the underground den.
Ruffian: And then it's our job to take those creeps to the cleaners.
Tomoi: Hahaha... Sounds about right.
Tomoi: Bwaha... Bwahaha... Bwahahahahaha!
Beauty: Ew, what's wrong with you? Psycho alert.
Ruffian: Aw, don't be too hard on the guy. He probably just realized how big of a moron he really is.
Ruffian: C'mon, let's head back.
Taking pity on their madly cackling victim, the ruffians return to the underground gambling den with their beautiful accomplices.
Tomoi: This is seriously wack. Like, could I be a bigger loser? The only joke here is me.
Freesia: Tomoi...
Tomoi: Haha... I'm never gonna be able to show my face in front of Freezie.
Haunted by the fact that he just can't seem to win, Tomoi despairs at his own foolishness.
Tomoi: Sniffle, sniffle...
Tomoi: Urgh... Hic... Hic...
Tomoi: Waaah!
The next moment, a bolt of lightning strikes...
???: ...
Tomoi: Bwuh! Wh-wh-who are you! I've already got bum luck hauntin' me—I don't need a ghost too...
???: Um...
Tomoi: Eep!
Lightning flashes once more, illuminating the face of the woman who had spoken to him.
???: Are you okay?
Tomoi: Nier?
Nier: How do you... know my name?
Nier: Oh? Now that I see you up close... I feel like I remember your face...
Nier: If I recall, you're part of that trio that's always together...
Tomoi: Big ups for takin' the time to notice a nobody like me. Seriously.
Nier: What are you doing out here? You're going to catch a cold...
Tomoi: ...
Tomoi: Y'know, you've done a total one-eighty since joinin' the crew, Nier.
Nier: Wait... really? I have?
Tomoi: I mean, you used to be like, spooked by every dude and dudette out there besides (Captain).
Nier: I... guess so...
Nier: If it seems like I've changed... it must be because of (Captain) and the others...
Nier: Since they were the ones who saved us...
Nier: And they promised we'd be friends forever... That's why...
Tomoi: Dang, Nier. You're totes gaga over (Captain), huh?
Nier: Uh-huh... After all, (Captain) and the others offered their love to us...
Nier: And in return... I'm willing to do whatever they want... no matter what it is...
Nier: That's... what I've decided.
Tomoi: (Wait, hold up. So basically, Nier changed herself... for (Captain)?)
Tomoi: (Dude, that's amazeballs. She faced off against herself and came out on top.)
Nier: ...
Tomoi: (That aura of yours is hella bright, Nier. Way too bright for me right now...)
The more he speaks with someone so true to her heart, the more Tomoi is reminded of his own shortcomings.
Tomoi: Yo, it's gettin' pretty late. Better yeet yourself back to the G. Cyph ASAP. (Captain) and them are probs worried sick.
Nier: What about you?
Tomoi: Oh, uh... I'm not nearly hammered enough yet, so I think I'll kick back a few more brews first.
Tomoi: So yeah, hustle back before ya get sick!
Tomoi takes off running without looking back.
Tomoi: Urgh...
Tomoi: (People can change. The only time they can't... is when they give up 'cause the going gets tough.)
Tomoi: (I get that. I really do... But still...)
Tomoi: Waaah!
As he runs, he laments his weakness.
Tomoi: Ngah!
Stumbling on the stone pavement, Tomoi face-plants into a puddle of water, laughing bitterly at his never-ending bad luck.

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 5: Meeting with a Macho - Episode 2

Tomoi almost drowns after falling facedown into a puddle of water, but Beelzebub and Titan come to his rescue in the nick of time. Drawn in by Beelzebub's dandyism, Tomoi accepts his invitation to join them in their muscular endeavors.


Lying facedown in a puddle of water, Tomoi bemoans his weakness of will.
Tomoi: Blub, blub...
Tomoi: (Oh crap... I def blacked out for a sec there!)
Tomoi: (Better hop on up before I legit drown. Upsy-daisy!)
Tomoi: (Wait, huh? I can't move... No way! My body's straight up tryin' to nope right outta life!)
Tomoi: Blub, blub...
Just when it seems as though Tomoi is fated to drown in a shallow pool of water, his body suddenly floats into the air.
Bewildered, Tomoi glances around to discover that he had been lifted up by the macho standing before him.
Beelzebub: ...
Tomoi: (A macho...)
Titan: Oho?
Tomoi: (Make that dos machos...)
Beelzebub: Hehehe... A puddle of water is a fitting place to die for a gnat such as yourself.
Beelzebub: However, I'd rather not have to endure you wriggling and gasping in my presence. Now, out of my sight.
Tomoi: S-sorry, bro...
Tomoi bows his head and turns to leave, when suddenly he stops in his tracks.
Tomoi: Um...
Beelzebub: Hm?
Tomoi: Oh, well... Uh... Thanks, dude. For savin' my life and all.
Beelzebub: ...
Beelzebub: Muuuuuscle!
Tomoi: ...
Beelzebub: What is your name?
Tomoi: Oh, uh... I'm Tomoi. 'Sup.
Beelzebub: Tomoi, is it?
Tomoi: (Dude... What's this uber intimidating vibe I'm feelin'? It's hella different from Uncle Ingy's...)
Tomoi: (But this is totes dandyism! Ain't no doubt!)
Titan: Heh...
Tomoi: (No one's talkin' about you, bro.)
Beelzebub: I am Beelzebub, king of these skies.
Tomoi: King?
Tomoi: (Dang... This dude is legit! Like, too legit to quit!)
Tomoi: (And on top of that... he's like eleven outta ten on the dandy scale!)
Beelzebub: Your muscles... They're exceedingly weak. Tomoi. Come with me.
Tomoi: What!
Though Tomoi hesitates at first, Beelzebub's dandyism eventually wins out.
Tomoi: (I get the feelin' this might be my last chance to change. So there's only one answer!)
Tomoi: S-sure thing, Bubs!
Beelzebub: ...
Titan: Bubs?
Tomoi: Oh, uh... My bad. Got a little carried away...
Beelzebub: Ahaha! No matter. In fact, I find you quite amusing. You may call me as you wish!
Titan: Heh...
Tomoi: 'Preciate it.
Beelzebub: However...
Beelzebub: A man without muscle is nothing!
Tomoi: Gyaaah!
Tomoi: (The heck? That scared the bejeebers outta me...)
Beelzebub pauses momentarily before carefully examining Tomoi from the top of his head to the tips of his toes.
Beelzebub: Hmm...
Tomoi: Wh-wh-whoa! You're gettin' really handsy there, bro! I ain't a slab of meat that needs seasoning, y'know!
Beelzebub: The muscle is with you. Always.
Tomoi: ...
Titan: You'll come to understand in time. Until then, endeavor like there's no tomorrow.
Tomoi: Like there's no tomorrow...
Tomoi: (This time, I ain't just gonna roll over. I'm gonna walk the path of dandyism one step at a time!)
Their encounter had been no mere coincidence—it was fate.
With this belief in his heart, Tomoi follows after Beelzebub.

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 5: Meeting with a Macho - Episode 3

Tomoi trains alongside Beelzebub and his macho companions, and together they defeat regional musclemen. Beelzebub uses his muscle energy to destroy a macho hunter village, setting his plan for world domination in motion.


Tomoi joins the two machos in order to glean as much as he can from Beelzebub about dandyism.
Eventually he takes up residence in a fortress that functions as their stronghold.
There, aspiring machos gather to engage in friendly competition, painting a clear picture of youthful vivacity.
Tomoi: Huff, huff... I'm at my limit, yo... If I keep these squats up, my knees are gonna cave...
Aspiring Machos: Hiiiyaaah!
Tomoi: Whoa! You dudes are seriously amped up. How many of those are you plannin' to do?
Aspiring Macho 1: You gotta be able to do a thousand without breakin' a sweat!
Tomoi: What the—a thousand? H-hold up! Lemme get a feel of those thighs.
Tomoi: Dude, now that's what I call rock solid. What is this, sinew or damascus?
Aspiring Macho 2: Listen up, Tomoi. It ain't sinew. It's muscle. The simpler the cooler, don'tcha think?
Tomoi: Ooh, yeah, I dig it! Btdubs, think there's any hope of me bein' more like you dudes?
Aspiring Macho 1: Heck yeah! If you bust yer hump, you can get swole too! Beelzebub said it, so it's gotta be true!
Tomoi: Cheers to that. Bwhahaha!
Beelzebub: Puny gnats!
Tomoi: Y-you rang?
Beelzebub: I won't allow you to become complacent. I shall burn off that unsightly flab and offer it to the muscle.
Beelzebub: Daily strength training isn't your final objective—it's merely a means to an end! Never forget that!
Aspiring Machos: Muuuuuscle!
Titan: Heh...
When the members of Beelzebub's macho army have completed their routine strength training...
They compete with musclemen representing the surrounding regions, staking their territory on the outcome.
Beelzebub: Bwahaha! You believe yourself to be the number one macho? Insolent worm.
Beelzebub: Do your best to entertain me.
Muscleman: Gwehehe. Cheeky bastard, ain'tcha? I'll teach ya a thing or two.
Beelzebub: Allow me to demonstrate the dimensional difference between our muscles.
After exchanging heated words, the two competitors lift a number of their companions onto their backs.
Tomoi: Huh? Wait, no way...
Titan: Yes way. They compete while shouldering their companions. It is known as the mortal-crushing squat.
Tomoi: Their knees are gonna splinter!
Beelzebub: Let the battle...
Fiery Machos: Begin!
Beelzebub: Hah! Haaah!
Muscleman: Hngh! Hmmmph!
Tomoi: ...
Their mortal-crushing squat showdown is a fierce battle indeed.
The clamor of the crowd gradually begins to fade, an awed silence taking its place as they watch the confrontation unfold.
As the total number of squats reaches 2929, the moment of truth arrives at last.
Muscleman: I can't... go on...
Beelzebub: As I thought, you are no more than a worm. That was hardly a warm-up.
Beelzebub: But do not lose heart—continue to hone your form. Any worm who sprouts wings of muscles has a place my kingdom.
Titan: And the winner is... Beelzebub!
Beelzebub raises his fist high into the air, and the audience goes wild.
Aspiring Machos: Wooo!
Tomoi: ...
Tomoi: Dude... That was amazeballs, Bubs!
Tomoi: Wait, why are my eyes sweatin'?
Tomoi: Their fight was so flames, it legit set my heart on fire.
Tomoi: I thought if I bulked up like Bubs, I could stop bein' so weak and beat myself into shape.
Tomoi: Then I could finally make it down the path of dandyism. That's what I believed.
Titan: Heh...
Aspiring Macho 1: That's our Beelzebub!
Beelzebub: These muscles born from chaos surpass all else.
Beelzebub: They will soon become great wings that call me into the skies to conquer the summit!
Aspiring Macho 2: C'mon, don't keep us waitin'. Show us that macho victory pose!
Beelzebub: Heh... You lot are as greedy as ever.
Beelzebub: Then behold... my glorious brawn!
Beelzebub: Muuuuuscle!
Aspiring Macho 1: Look at that definition!
Aspiring Macho 2: Nice bulk! It's on a whole other plane of existence!
Tomoi: Dude, those muscles of yours can't be stopped, Bubs!
Beelzebub: Hehehe... Bwahahaha!
Having defeated the town's muscleman, Beelzebub mercilessly seizes the territory for himself.
But this is merely the beginning. Beelzebub and his macho followers have an even greater goal in mind...
The creation of a world for muscle, by muscle.
At that time, Tomoi had yet to grasp the true meaning of those words.
The source of Beelzebub's dandy aura is muscle.
Thus Tomoi devotes himself to his strength training in the hopes of getting closer to his idol's level.
Even though his muscles cry out after a mere dozen or so push-ups, he continues to press forward, undaunted.
Tomoi: Hngh... Huff...
Aspiring Macho 1: Wooo! You got this!
Tomoi: Hngh... Huff...
Aspiring Macho 1: Yooo! Yer almost at a hundred! Keep it up!
Tomoi: Urgggh!
Tomoi: Nope... Callin' it...
Aspiring Macho 1: Gyahaha! But ya didn't do half bad! I remember when ya were huffin' and puffin' after like ten!
Tomoi: Better laugh while you can, bro. I'm gonna be covered in more muscle than all you dudes put together, just like Bubs!
Aspiring Macho 2: Oh yeah? Yer on! Let's see who can reach Beelzebub's level first!
Tomoi: Wahey! Dandyism!
One day, Tomoi and his fellow muscle enthusiasts are engaged in friendly banter as usual.
Tomoi: Wh-wh-what the heck was that!
An explosion on the other side of the mountains produces flames that rise high into the air, sending the area into an uproar.
Titan: The time has come for a reformation.
Tomoi: Uh, say what?
Titan: The swole machismo will soon be converted into a mighty blazing energy. There can be no doubt.
Tomoi: ...
Beelzebub: Mwahahaha! My muscle has reached its zenith!
Macho Hunter: Beelzebuuub!
Beelzebub: Which is truly righteous—your sense of justice, or my muscle? Now you have the answer, do you not?
Macho Hunter: We'll be the ones to decide that!
Beelzebub: Hehehe... Perish like the weaklings you are.
With a brazen smile, Beelzebub assumes a push-up position.
Macho Hunter: Oh no... This is bad!
Beelzebub: Macho hunters who reject brawn itself... Behold what muscle can create.
Beelzebub: Hngh... Ngh...
Hmph, hmph, hmph, hmph, hmph, hmph...
Macho Hunter: No... At this rate, the entire village...
Beelzebub: Hmph, hmph, hmph, hmph, hmph, hmph... Hnnngh, raaaaah!
Beelzebub's push-ups cause his muscle energy to surge.
In no time, the macho hunter village falls victim to its power.
Fueled by the ambition to create a world for muscle by muscle...
Beelzebub's battle for world domination begins.
And a short time later, muscle reigns over the Phantagrande Skydom.

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 5: Meeting with a Macho - Episode 4

Lowain, Elsam, and Korwa find Tomoi lying unconscious in the pouring rain, but no amount of slapping will awaken him. When he utters the word "macho," Lowain and Elsam worry that he has lost sight of his original goal of becoming a dandy.


Lowain: Tommyyy! Come out, come out, wherever you aaare!
Elsam: Tommy, where are youuu? C'mon back to the G. Cyph and warm up, bro!
Korwa: Tomoiii!
After searching for Tomoi in the pouring rain for quite some time, Lowain and the others begin to lose steam.
Lowain: Still no sign of him. Think he literally crawled under a rock outta shame?
Korwa: Achoo!
Lowain: Whoa, whoa, whoa. We can't be havin' that. You good, Korwie?
Lowain: Listen, you seriously rock for joinin' in on the hunt with us bros.
Lowain: But like, don'tcha think you oughta pop on back to the G. Cyph? We don't want you gettin' sick as a dog on us.
Korwa: Maybe... But we can't just leave him alone out there, can we?
Elsam: Huh?
Lowain: What's up, Sammy?
Elsam: Ain't that somebody laid out over there?
Lowain: Uhh... Kinda hard to see with all this rain, but those duds look kinda familiar.
Korwa: Guys! Isn't that Tomoi?
Both: F'real?
The trio scramble over to the person collapsed in the street.
Sure enough, it is none other than their friend Tomoi.
Tomoi: ...
Lowain: Tommy!
Elsam: Tommy!
Korwa: Tomoi!
Tomoi: ...
Lowain: Dude, no way. He's out cold.
Elsam: Sounds to me like he needs a good smack attack, am I right?
Lowain: Word.
Lowain: Aight. Brace those cheeks, Tommy. It's 'bout to get slaphappy up in here!
Elsam: Three, two, one... Go!
Lowain: Hyah!
Tomoi: Urgh...
Lowain: Hyah! Hyah! Hyaaah!
Tomoi: Urgh...
Elsam: Seriously? It's like he's not even tryin' to wake up. Stubborn much, dude?
Lowain: Think I oughta put more oomph into it?
Korwa: Hmm, this doesn't really seem to be working. Let's call off the whole slapping thing and move him someplace warm!
Both: Gotcha.
Just as Lowain and Elsam are preparing to heave Tomoi up off the ground...
Tomoi: Ngh... Macho...
Both: What!
Lowain: Did he say...
Korwa: Yes. He clearly just said... "macho."
Lowain: First he was gunnin' to be a dandy...
Elsam: And now it's a macho? Dude!
Lowain: What kinda goal is that? Does this mean Tommy's legit goin' all macho on us?
Korwa: Tomoi... Tomoi, please! Pull yourself together!
Though Korwa shakes Tomoi with all her might, he still shows no sign of waking up.
Elsam: This what I think it is, Lowain?
Lowain: Looks like it's almost got him.
Korwa: Got him? What has?
Both: The macho.
Korwa: The... macho?
The line between dreams and reality is prone to blur in such situations.
Lowain worries that Tomoi may have lost sight of his original purpose while in his unconscious state.

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 6: A Hope Come True - Episode 1

Beelzebub conquers Phantagrande, renaming it Machogrande and forcing the citizens to undergo rigorous strength training for the sake of the nation. Satisfied with Tomoi's growth, Beelzebub leaves the skydom in his hands and sets off in search of powerful opponents.


Through the power of muscle, Beelzebub has conquered Phantagrande.
Now known as Machogrande, he reigns over the skydom as its king.
Beelzebub: Temper your bodies, worms! That is the path of righteousness. Muscle is truth!
His words are absolute law.
Thus the people are put through rigorous strength training on a daily basis.
Citizen 1: 297... 298... 299...
Aspiring Macho 1: Hey, you! Quit yer lyin' around!
Citizen 1: R-right... 299...
Tomoi: ...
Aspiring Macho 1: You too, woman! On yer feet!
Citizen 2: S-sorry... But this kind of grueling training... is more than I can handle...
Aspiring Macho 1: That's 'cause ya keep sayin' things like that!
Aspiring Macho 1: Believe in yerself! You can do it, you can do it, you can do it!
Citizen 2: I can do it... I can do it...
Aspiring Macho 2: Gyahaha! Well, how 'bout that! Suddenly yer nice an' motivated!
Tomoi: ...
Tomoi: Hey, bros. I'll take over here, so why don't you dudes go get your snack on or something?
Aspiring Macho 2: Sounds good to me! We just got some tasty protein powder in, and I've been wantin' to give it a try.
After making sure the machos have left, Tomoi rushes over to the fervently training civilians.
Tomoi: Yo, dudes and dudettes. You can stop that now. Kick back and chillax a sec.
The residents exchange glances before collapsing on the spot out of exhaustion and relief.
Citizen 1: Thank you... Thank you so much...
Tomoi: Nah, it's all good.
Tomoi: Like, training's a big deal and all, but it ain't somethin' you oughta force yourself to do.
Tomoi: You seriously gotta step it up. Not with the drills, but takin' breathers on the down low.
Citizen 2: You're not wrong. But as much as we'd like to... the surveillance is just too tight.
Tomoi: Surveillance?
Titan's Voice: That which you believe to be kindness is merely indulgence.
Tomoi: Huh? Where'd that voice come from?
Titan's Voice: Up here.
Tomoi looks up to see the enormous form of Titan towering over him.
Tomoi: You're that mongo macho! And whaddya mean?
Titan: When you have mastered your muscles and become a macho, such feats become a simple matter.
Titan: Tomoi. In this world of muscle, there is no need for kindness.
Titan: Lightening their strength training is an act tantamount to hindering their potential, as well as their bulk.
Titan: All is for the sake of muscle. By attaining swoleness, the citizens will gain healthy bodies.
Titan: And within a healthy body dwells an unwavering spirit.
Titan: A nation filled with such citizens will become the very definition of a world power!
Tomoi: Huh? That's what all this beefin' up is for?
Tomoi: Dude, seriously? I was totes missin' the big pic.
Tomoi: (But yeah, this checks out. Thanks to all that trainin', it feels like I've bulked up my heart along with my muscles.)
Tomoi: (Wonder if maybe... I've gotten a smidge closer to dandyism. You think, Freezie?)
With his perception of muscles turned completely upside-down, Tomoi is ashamed of his ignorance.
Just then, muscle energy bursts forth from the nearby fortress.
Aspiring Macho 1: Gwah...
Beelzebub: Hmph.
Aspiring Macho 1: Sorry... I'm sorry! I'll never so much as look at it again!
Beelzebub: I believe I told you to keep a reasonable distance from the protein powder.
Beelzebub: In other words, this deed is no less than a betrayal. Don't you agree?
Beelzebub slams the confiscated can of black protein powder onto the ground.
Tomoi: What's that?
Titan: That is the forbidden black protein powder, known to produce an effect hundreds of times greater than the common variety. However...
Titan: The increased brawn that results is not healthy muscle.
Titan: It is meaningless sinew that only serves to improve one's appearance.
Titan: But far more frightening is that it is highly addictive... and has the potential to corrode not only the body, but the spirit as well.
Tomoi: Gulp... Dude, that sounds mega uncool...
Aspiring Macho 1: Forgive me, Yer Majesty. It won't happen again!
Tomoi stares at his companions as their muscles begin to distort and swell, if only slightly.
Thus he learns the true horror of the black protein power.
For some time after, Tomoi dedicates his time to building up his muscles and sculpting a magnificent body.
Tomoi: Whew...
Beelzebub: Oho. Tomoi, your muscles have grown to be quite impressive.
Tomoi: 'Preciate it. At first I couldn't seem to make any gains, but once I got the hang of it, well... Just look at me!
Grinning broadly, Beelzebub throws his arms wide and raises a resounding shout.
Beelzebub: The moment is upon us. This could very well be the beginning of a new struggle.
Beelzebub: Come, Tomoi! Challenge me.
Tomoi: What! But why? I mean, c'mon, let's be real—I ain't no match for you.
Beelzebub: Overcome your cowardice and let your muscles roar!
Beelzebub: Surpass me. By doing so, you can become the dandy you seek to be.
Tomoi: Wait, wait, wait—I don't wanna surpass you, dude!
Tomoi: I just thought it'd be rad if I could be a little more like you. That's all.
As Tomoi hesitates, Titan pats his back forcefully in encouragement.
Titan: This is what is known as the Trial of Muscle!
Tomoi: ...!
Titan: You came to Beelzebub in order to break out of your shell, did you not?
Titan: Then consider this your final exam. Take on the challenge, Tomoi.
Titan: Beelzebub said it himself. The muscle is with you. Always.
Tomoi: ...!
Tomoi: (True that. I wanted to stop bein' so namby-pamby and quick to throw in the towel...)
Tomoi: (And to reach my dream of bein' a dandy... That's why I've been pumpin' all this iron!)
Tomoi clenches his fist tightly and thrusts it toward Beelzebub.
Tomoi: The muscle is with me. Always. It's always with me!
Titan: Tomoi! Surpass your limits!
Aspiring Machos: You got this, Tomoi!
Tomoi: Haaah! Watch and weep, bros! Burn my epic poses into your eyeballs!
Tomoi: Hngh!
Aspiring Macho 1: Whoooa! From a front relaxed right into a front double biceps pose!
After assuming a basic stance to show off the contour of his muscles, he displays his biceps to the crowd.
Aspiring Macho 1: That's some serious bulk, dude! And talk about chiseled!
Tomoi: And now for my personal fav—the side triceps pose! Maximum vibes!
Aspiring Macho 2: Hoo boy! Nice triceps, bro! And that chill look on yer face just makes it better!
Beelzebub: Hehehe... The time has come for me to take the stage! Witness the zenith of muscle here and now!
Beelzebub: Hungh!
Beelzebub: My abdominal muscles... Bwaaah! And my quadriceps... Dyaaah! I shall etch them into your miiinds!
Beelzebub: Behold my abs and thiiighs!
Through perfectly flowing poses, Beelzebub displays his supreme brawn, leaving no limb unturned.
Lats, pecs, traps, abs, and so on and so forth—his each and every muscle charms the onlookers.
Tomoi: Gwah!
Tomoi: (This dude's a work of muscle art from every angle! Those bulging veins are in a whole other dimension!)
Aspiring Machos: Boooom, baby! The apex of the skies—the Muscle Mountains!
Beelzebub: Muuuuuscle!
The next moment, Beelzebub unleashes the muscle energy he had gathered in the direction of the Grim Basin swirling far in the distance.
It soars through the air like an arrow of light, opening a gaping hole in the basin itself.
Tomoi: Haha... Your muscles, like, make the impossible possible. Seriously, that's one bodacious bod, dude.
Beelzebub: Hehe... Bwahahaha!
Beelzebub: Your posing was infused with such powerful passion that it was difficult to believe I was gazing upon the muscles of a tiny being like yourself.
Tomoi: Oh... Haha. 'Preciate it.
Tomoi: But like, why did I have to face off against you? It was obvs I had no chance of comin' out on top.
Beelzebub: I leave the Machogrande Skydom in your hands.
Tomoi: Huh? Where'd that come from! Nope, no way, not happenin'...
Beelzebub: Just as I had hoped, the people have begun to face their training head-on and are becoming increasingly muscular.
Beelzebub: This skydom has been transformed into a haven of peace. It is therefore fitting that you tiny beings should now support each other.
Tomoi: ...
Beelzebub: I shall head to the next skydom. My muscles seek out encounters with strong individuals, whoever they may be.
Tomoi: But this is def more than I can shoulder, bro...
Tomoi: So, like... why not leave it to Titan instead?
Beelzebub: Titan? And who might that be?
Tomoi: Bwuh? What're you talkin' about? That dude who's always hangin' around...
Tomoi: Wait, huh? Where'd he go?
Tomoi glances around, but Titan is nowhere to be seen.
Beelzebub: Hmm... Tell me, is this Titan you speak of an enormous, muscular man?
Tomoi: Oh, uh, def. He's this super chill dude who's always dishin' out pro tips.
Beelzebub: Heh, I see.
Beelzebub: In this chaotic world, there is said to exist a kind, muscular fairy who guides the faint of heart.
Beelzebub: I always believed it to be idle gossip, but to think the legend of the Titan fairy was true...
Tomoi: Didn't look like any fairy I've ever seen...
Tomoi: But huh... It's true he cheered me on and showed me the way. I owe him big-time.
Tomoi: So like, if Titan seriously was a fairy, why'd he suddenly bail like that?
Beelzebub: Even without a fairy acting as your support, the muscle you have built is with you. That is your answer.
Tomoi: ...
Beelzebub: Fool. Cast aside your doubt and entrust yourself to the muscle, lest it swallow you whole.
Beelzebub: The brawn you have poured your soul into forging is truth given form. It will not betray you.
Beelzebub: Heed these words well!
Beelzebub: Ahahaha!
And with that, Beelzebub leaves Machogrande in Tomoi's hands and sets out in search of powerful opponents.

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 6: A Hope Come True - Episode 2

As Tomoi is struggling to rule Machogrande, he happens upon the forbidden black protein powder, said to be immensely powerful, but also corrosive to both the body and mind. Meanwhile, Lowain, Elsam, and Korwa visit the destroyed macho hunter village.


Tomoi takes over as ruler of the Machogrande Skydom, but governing is no simple task.
Additionally, he struggles in his relationship with those he had once considered friends.
Tomoi: Yo, have you dudes been slackin' off on your rounds? The peeps are supposed to be trainin', but you wouldn't know it from the results.
Tomoi: Take a look at these records. BMI and body fat are both shootin' up.
Aspiring Macho 1: Oh yeah? Who'da thunk. Well, if yer so worried, guess you oughta look into it yerself, huh?
Tomoi: (The heck? Do they think I'm just not up to snuff? At this rate, there's no point even callin' myself king...)
Tomoi: Aight. Then I'll go tell the peeps what's up.
Aspiring Macho 1: Yeah, you do that, king man! We'll just be here snackin' till ya get back! Gyahaha!
Choosing to ignore the individuals who could attempt to steal his throne at any moment, Tomoi departs from the fortress.
Frustrated and alone, he heads to investigate the status of the citizens' strength training.
Tomoi arrives to find a man with a terribly unimpressive physique.
Tomoi: Dude, no way! Look at all that flab!
Citizen 1: Uh-oh... It's the king...
Tomoi: What happened to the muscle you built up? This ain't the time to be piggin' out on high-cal donuts!
Citizen 2: Well, what do you expect? The guys overseeing us don't say anything, and the food just tastes so good, we can't help it!
Tomoi: You dinguses!
Citizens: Eep!
Tomoi: All is for the sake of muscle. By attaining swoleness, the citizens will gain healthy bodies.
Tomoi: And within a healthy body dwells an unwavering spirit.
Tomoi: A nation filled with such citizens will become the very definition of a world power!
Tomoi: So yeah. Hop to it.
Thus Tomoi forces every citizen, young and old alike, to undergo arduous strength training.
Though the people call him cruel behind his back, he presses on, determined to improve the nation's health and carry out Beelzebub's will.
Tomoi: This is bogus. I started out as a nobody, and now I'm preachin' to the peeps like some big shot.
Tomoi: Like, where do I get off? Forget dandyism, that's just egotism.
Tomoi: But still...
Tomoi wracks his brain, trying to determine how he can successfully rule the country, but no bright ideas come to mind.
In fact, the more he mulls over his situation, the more it impresses upon him how different he and Beelzebub truly were.
Tomoi: I ain't got Bubs's muscle... or his dandyism either.
Tomoi: And as long as I'm the one subbin' in, they're never gonna have any respect for me.
Tomoi: Siiigh...
Tomoi: Whoa, hold up. What am I even doing? I've got more important stuff to do than freak about governing or whatevs.
Tomoi: I oughta be focused on gettin' one of those unwavering spirit things... Wait, huh?
Tomoi: I'm not goin' in the wrong direction here, right?
Although Tomoi tries his best to think positively, his loneliness continues to weigh him back down.
Feeling the strain of his seemingly hopeless position, he suddenly remembers the smiles of his old bros.
Tomoi: Hmph... Me and my bros have already said our sayonaras.
Tomoi: And now that I've bulked up into a macho, there's no way...
As Tomoi mutters to himself, his eyes fall on a shiny black can of protein powder.
Tomoi: Is this what I think it is?
Tomoi: So that's what's up. They're always blowin' off their training and chowing down on sweets, but they still look so macho.
Tomoi: They've been dabblin' in the forbidden black protein powder? Hah, f'real?
Tomoi: ...
Tomoi: (If I remember right, this stuff is supposed to be like, hundreds of times stronger...)
Tomoi: ...
A dandy isn't built in a day.
Tomoi: But if I had bulk like Bubs's, they just might listen to me...
Tomoi: Gulp...
His mind whirring, Tomoi silently stares at the gleaming black can.
Meanwhile...
Three travelers visit the macho hunter village that had been destroyed by Beelzebub.
Lowain: Dude, this is seriously messed up.
His name is Lowain, the legendary macho hunter.
Korwa: I don't believe it—it's all gone. There's nothing left but a mountain of rubble.
Elsam: Seriously. Like, where's our old hood?
And accompanying him are his two attendants.

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 6: A Hope Come True - Episode 3

After learning that the skydom is being brutally ruled by King Tomoi, legendary macho hunter Lowain and his attendants set out to bring their old friend to his senses. They arrive at his Muscle Fortress to find him quite different from how they remember.


Lowain: Yo, villager at twelve o'clock.
Can you tell me what went down here, bro?
Villager: Y-you're... the legendary...
Lowain: Oh, word. You got it. Macho-hunting living legend, at your service.
Villager: I see... Our savior has come. S-sniffle...
Elsam: Whoa, who turned on the faucet? Here, use my hanky to dry your eyes.
Villager: Hooonk!
Elsam: Dude! Don't blow your nose!
Villager: Thanks.
Elsam: At least wash it first!
The macho hunters have been exterminated by Beelzebub.
As a result, the village is now ruled by the king who conquered Machogrande.
The villagers explain that they are required to endure grueling strength training day in and day out.
Korwa: That's crazy! Strength training isn't something you should be forced to do.
Elsam: What's the point of turnin' everydude all macho in the first place? I don't get it.
Lowain: And what really blows... is that our hood got rekt in the process.
Attendants: For sure.
Elsam: So this King Bubs dude. Where's he at now?
Elsam: If you can tell us, we'll go get some sweet, sweet revenge. And by we I mean Lowain.
Lowain: Bwahaha! Just gonna sit around and let somebody else do all the work, Sammy?
Villager: Well... King Beelzebub has set out on a journey, so we don't know his whereabouts.
Korwa: So their leader isn't around right now? Then why don't we use this chance to take back our village and get our happy ending?
Villager: I'm afraid it won't be that easy. This skydom is currently being governed by his successor, King Tomoi.
Macho Hunters: King... Tomoi?
Villager: Yes. Since he took the throne, our strength training has become even more rigorous, and our diets more restrictive.
Villager: U-urgh...
Korwa: Gramps!
Villager: I-I'm all right. It's just the large quantity of chicken breast I forced into my mouth coming back up... Bleurgh...
Korwa: So he's one of those people who thinks chicken breast is the only protein? Those sorts of diets have no place in these skies.
Korwa: After all, there are times you want to let loose and eat as much as you want of whatever you want!
Elsam: And hold up. He totes just said "King Tomoi." Don't tell me...
Lowain: 'Fraid so. That's gotta be our estranged bro Tommy.
Korwa: Treating people like this is completely inexcusable!
Lowain: Well, at any rate, let's find out if this King Tomoi dude is our Tommy.
Lowain: And if he's not, we'll just smash his macho face in.
Korwa: And if he is?
Lowain: Well, then we'll have to smash ol' King Tommy's macho face in just the same.
Elsam: Gyaha! If we're just gonna smash machos either way, does it really matter who he is?
Villager: King Tomoi is rumored to reside within the Muscle Fortress. So please, legendary macho hunter! Save the world!
Lowain: You got it, bro!
Thus Lowain and his attendants set off in the direction of the Muscle Fortress.
Aspiring Machos: Hiiiyaaah!
Lowain: Seriously? We just hit the road, and you machos are already rollin' out the welcome wagon?
Aspiring Macho 1: You... You've got macho hunter stink all over ya! I'll knock ya into next week!
Lowain: Come at me, bro!
Lowain: Hyah! Haaah!
Aspiring Macho 1: G-guh...
Aspiring Macho 2: Ngh...
Elsam: An insta-KO! Hot diggity!
Lowain: Yo, macho. You're like, way weaker than you look. All that bulk's just for show, huh?
Aspiring Macho 2: U-ungh...
Elsam: Huh? Whaddya mean?
Lowain: Well, in my experience, dudes this macho usually have a lil' more backbone.
Korwa: Then this must be the forbidden black protein powder at work...
Lowain: In that case, there's a mucho macho chance that King Tommy (TBC) has been usin' it too.
Elsam: If he's been messin' around with shady stuff, we'd better stop him quick.
Elsam: If we don't, King Tommy (TBC)'s gonna be shredded! And not in a good way!
Aspiring Macho 1: You guys tight with the king?
Lowain: Probs.
Aspiring Macho 1: Tch, so he's got monster hunter buds? No wonder he didn't wanna force people to train.
Aspiring Macho 2: But not even he could resist the temptation of the black protein powder! Gyahaha!
Lowain: You dudes just don't know when to cork it.
After hanging the aspiring machos out to dry, Lowain and company make their way toward the Muscle Fortress.
Completely unfazed by the formidable enemies and challenges that stand in their way, they continue pushing onward.
Korwa: This is it. The Muscle Fortress!
Elsam: No way! All my action scenes got cut!
Korwa: They've got their reasons.
Elsam: Daaang. Well, that's one way to save time!
Tomoi's Voice: Bwahahaha! Welcome, legendary macho hunter. And your attendants as well. So you've finally managed to reach my Muscle Fortress.
Korwa: I'd know that voice anywhere. It has to be Tomoi.
Lowain: No doubt. We're dealin' with King Tommy (CONFIRMED) here.
Tomoi's Voice: I shall await you on my throne. Challenge me and take back the world—if you dare!
Lowain: Dude, this is wack. I ain't gettin' any Tommy vibes from him at all.
Elsam: Even so, we gotta slap him sideways and bring him back to his senses PDQ!

Definitive Dandyism - Chapter 6: A Hope Come True - Episode 4

Sent into a rampage by the forbidden protein powder, Tomoi grows to an enormous size, becoming too much for Lowain and company to handle. Joined by Fiorito, along with Seofon and the cafe owner from a simulation, they stand to face Tomoi once more.


After passing through the corridors of the fortress, Lowain and company arrive at the throne room.
Awaiting them is King Tomoi, surrounded by an ominous aura.
Tomoi: ...
Tomoi: I never imagined that my former brethren would attempt to interfere with my ambitions. Is this, too, fate?
Elsam: Tommy, dude! The heck's up with that sinew? And that aura too!
Lowain: He's legit goin' through full-on dark side withdrawal.
Korwa: Tomoi, do you understand what you're doing?
Korwa: At this rate... there'll be no hope of finding your happy ending!
Tomoi: Now, not so fast.
Tomoi: What would you say to joining forces with me? If you agree, I shall bestow upon you half of my nation.
Lowain: What! Dude, that invite was like, one big cliche!
Lowain: I'm mad bummed you could even get that line out without dyin' of embarrassment.
Elsam: Seriously, snap out of it, Tommy! You're actin' like a real lame-o right now, you know that?
Tomoi: A lame... o?
Tomoi grimaces, gritting his teeth in apparent frustration.
Korwa: Is it just me, or is that working?
Lowain: Let's try shootin' the breeze a little more.
Lowain: If he remembers how it used to be hangin' with his bros, maybe we'll be able to talk this out.
Elsam: That sounds toooight!
Tomoi: Toight?
Tomoi: U-urgh...
Elsam: Yo, that black protein powder's def makin' him insane in the membrane.
Lowain: C'mon, Tommy. If you wanna hang with us so bad, just give up on this whole king thing already.
Lowain: Like, if you're gonna be reborn, bein' a dragon or somethin' would be way more of a snap than a king.
Elsam: Gyaha! Why a dragon? Livin' the good life as some filthy rich dude is the way to go!
Lowain: Mmm... But you ain't gonna have any off-the-hook adventures like that.
Lowain: Why not go full dragon and travel the skies, free as an overgrown, scaly bird?
Elsam: Ooh, I see your angle.
Both: That sounds toooight!
Tomoi: ...!
Korwa: Tomoi just joined in!
Both: We hooked him!
Tomoi: Nghhh...
Tomoi's thoughts are clouded as he finds himself engulfed by muscle due to the forbidden black protein powder.
As a man, he desires to continue furthering the will entrusted to him by Beelzebub. But on the other hand...
Having pushed himself too far to turn back on his own, his heart secretly yearns for someone to stop him.
Tomoi: (No... All this thinking... is affecting my mind... My brain's gettin' all scrambled!)
Unable to take any more, Tomoi's mind finally short-circuits, sending him into what is commonly known as a "rampage."
Tomoi: Gwaaah!
Lowain: Guess there's nothin' else for it. I'll just have to chill him out myself.
Korwa: How are you going to do that?
Lowain: I'm a macho hunter, aren't I? With force, yo!
Lowain: Tommy! I'm gonna drag you back kicking and screaming if I have to!
Lowain: Hyah!
Lowain: Haaah! Hyah!
Tomoi: Hmph.
Lowain: Welp, that did a whole lotta nothin'...
Tomoi: Haaah!
The seemingly boundless power of Tomoi's raging muscles threatens to engulf the entire skydom.
Lowain: At this rate, we won't even be able to save Tommy, much less everything else. We gotta figure somethin' out.
Elsam: Arghhh, damn it all! I'm not gettin' a single brain wave!
???: I've been waiting for you.
???: The one and only blade capable of defeating a macho—the legendary macho hunter!
Korwa: Who are you?
Fiorito: I'm Fiorito. I preach the word of righteous muscle!
Elsam: Righteous muscle? Say what?
Fiorito: There are two types of muscles. Righteous muscles are those that have bloomed beautifully as the result of love and effort.
Fiorito: On the other hand, wicked muscles have been forced to grow through the use of forbidden protein powder or the like, and are void of love.
Fiorito: That's precisely why wicked muscle are useless aside from their appearance.
Fiorito: King Tomoi's muscles are clearly the wicked variety. But for some reason, they're still powerful!
Tomoi: Bwoooah!
Fiorito: ...!
His muscles are starting to swell!
Lowain: Yo—Fio, right? Ain't there any way we can stop Tommy?
Elsam: Seriously, those attacks earlier did nada. So what're we gonna do now?
Fiorito: I hate to admit it, but all I can really do is lend my moral support. So at the very least...
Fiorito: I want to see what fate holds for you. Only a macho hunter can defeat King Tomoi!
Lowain: Gotcha. I don't really have a game plan here, but I won't let ya down. So sit tight.
Tomoi: Macho... hunter!
With Tomoi having grown enormous as a result of his out-of-control muscles, the Muscle Fortress finally crumbles under his weight.
Tomoi: Muuuuuscle!
All Four: ...
Elsam: Dude, that's ginormous. What is it, a castle?
Korwa: But we have to stay strong! For the sake of our happy ending!
Lowain: Fosho. We'll just have to figure out how to get him back to normal while we fight.
Lowain and company try every trick in the book against the rampaging Tomoi, but they are unable to put even a single scratch on him.
Tomoi: Hngrah!
Korwa: Oww...
Elsam: Ungh...
Fiorito: Guys! Are you okay?
Lowain: Fio, take those two someplace far away from here.
Fiorito: Huh? What are you planning to do all by yourself?
Lowain: No clue. But I gotta do something. As a macho hunter, as a man...
Lowain: And as a bro.
Ain't that right, Tommy?
Prepared to meet his end at the hands of his old friend, Lowain smiles at Tomoi.
Just then, the skies are enveloped in a dazzling light.
Lowain: What!
Tomoi: ...?
???: Hmm. This must be another distortion in the world.
Cafe Owner: Otherwise, there's no way you and I would've teamed up.
Cafe Owner: Right, Seofon?
Seofon: Heh...
Lowain and company are bewildered by the sudden appearance of Seofon and the cafe owner.
Lowain: What just happened? This is totes over my head.
Elsam: But like, I'm gettin' major surprise backup vibes from them!
Korwa: Uh, who exactly is that shop owner?
Elsam: I'm just takin' a shot in the dark here, but I'm reading an "old pals with Seofon" type beat.
Seofon: Now then, how about we get this over with?
Cafe Owner: Sounds good.
Tomoi's already bulging muscles continue to grow before the powerful pair who have appeared seemingly out of nowhere.
Tomoi: Muuuuuscle!
Lowain: ...
Korwa: What's wrong?
Lowain: Our Tommy used to get freaked out by his own shadow, but just look at him holdin' his own against Seofon and ol' pops out there.
Lowain: We're witnessin' a straight-up miracle here. And like, I know we're frenemies right now, but I can't help thinkin' he's pretty rad.
Elsam: I feel that. I'm barely holdin' the tears back, yo. Like, Tommy's legit fighting.
Just as Lowain and Elsam are filled with pride for their long-lost bro...
Tomoi's Muscles: ...
Help me...
Lowain: ...!
Lowain: Tommy's guns have stretched themselves so thin, they're literally crying.
Elsam: Word... I heard it too.
Lowain: Seofon, pops... We wanna save our bro Tommy. Think you could do us a solid here?
Lowain: It'd be clutch if you could make that spaz take a chill pill for a sec.
Tomoi: Foo! Foooo!
Seofon: Sure, no problem.
Seofon: But you'd better make sure to follow through, or this could be the end of the world as we know it!
Flashing a fearless grin, Seofon turns to face the rampaging Tomoi, sword held high.

Definitive Dandyism - Ending

Brought back to reality by Lowain's slap, Tomoi is comforted by his bros, who tell him he's fine as he is. The next day, as the trio head to the cafe in matching suits made by Korwa, Tomoi tells them that he's going to continue on the path of dandyism.


Cafe Owner: The rest is up to you!
Seofon: Now then, let's have you take a little nap for me.
Tomoi: Ngh...
Seofon: Here's to hoping you don't have any regrets in this world.
Lowain: Cheers for that, brah! We owe ya big-time!
Fiorito: King Tomoi's overgrown muscles... are starting to deflate...
The now unconscious Tomoi shrinks smaller and smaller before their eyes, like a balloon losing its air.
Lowain straddles his no-longer-supersized bro and pulls back his fist.
Lowain: Tommy! Stay with us! Hyah!
Tomoi: ...
Elsam: One more!
Lowain: Hyah!
Tomoi: ...
Korwa: One more!
Lowain: Hyah!
Tomoi: ...
Both: One more!
Lowain's Voice: Tommy!
Elsam's Voice: Tommy!
Korwa's Voice: Tomoi!
Tomoi: (Huh? Is someone... sayin' my name?)
Lowain: Hyah!
Tomoi: Wha... Blegh!
Locking eyes with Lowain sitting astride his chest, Tomoi is completely and utterly confused as to what is happening.
Tomoi: Yo, what the what? Lowain?
Lowain: Tommy!
Lowain: Whew... That's a major load off...
Elsam: Haha, true that.
Korwa: Tomoi! We were so worried!
Tomoi: Huh? Sammy and Korwie too? Where am I?
Tomoi: And what's the dealio! My face is smartin' like a son-of-a-gun!
Lowain: Oh, soz. I mean, I did smack you around pretty hard. My bad, dude.
Tomoi: Huh!
Elsam: Cool your jets, bruh. We just saved you from the clutches of the macho.
Elsam: In fact, you oughta be givin' us big ups here.
Tomoi: ...
Korwa: You collapsed in a back alley, Tomoi. Do you not remember?
Tomoi: ...
Oh.
Recalling everything that had happened, Tomoi covers his face in embarrassment.
Tomoi: Oh man, I'm so lame... My soul's totes gonna leave my body outta shame...
Lowain: Bwahaha! No need to go all fetal on us, dude.
Elsam: We've seen you score enough own goals that we're pretty used to it by now. So relax, bro.
Lowain: Fosho. You takin' a tumble down the dandyism stairs is just like, business as usual, y'know?
Lowain: Not like we didn't see it comin'.
Elsam: Gyaha! Droppin' truth bombs right now is a big oof, bro! But yeah, samesies.
Tomoi: ...
Lowain: But like, IMO... you wouldn't be you without all the good and the bad.
Lowain: So don't go pushin' yourself, is all.
Elsam: What he said.
Tomoi: Lowain, Sammy... I'm seriously gonna have to get you dudes "Best Mom" mugs or something...
Both: Yo, son. Mom's here.
Tomoi: ...
Korwa: Tomoi.
Tomoi: Sorry, Korwie. Looks like I got you caught up in all the crazy too...
Korwa: Nah, no worries at all.
Korwa: Truth be told... seeing this beautiful bromance unfold before me really touched my heart.
Tomoi: Beautiful? I dunno 'bout that, but I'm glad ya see it that way, Korwie.
Lowain: Aight, dudes! Let's boogie on back to the G. Cyph.
Lowain: We gotta prep for breakfast and all that.
Tomoi: Say...
Elsam: What's up, dude? Your brow's all creased again.
Tomoi: This whole thing was def one screw-up after another... but that doesn't mean I've given up on becoming a dandy.
Korwa: Hehe. I certainly hope not.
Lowain: F'real. Just rein it in a little, 'kay?
Tomoi: Wait, why do you hope not, Korwie?
Elsam: Our Korwie here knocked together a perf dandyism suit for ya, Tommy.
Tomoi: What!
Korwa: Hehe. A little bird told me you're in love with Freesia.
Korwa: And I've decided I'm going to support you in finding your happy ending together with her!
Tomoi: w00t!
The following day, Korwa summons the trio to her studio.
Shortly after their arrival...
Tomoi: Duuude. This is sick! Korwie, you are da bomb!
Korwa: Hehe. I'm glad you're happy. That makes all the effort worth it!
Tomoi: Just by slippin' into these threads, I can feel the dandyism bubbling up inside me... My hype meter is at max!
Both: True that, bro.
Korwa: Ooh, looking good, you two! They fit you to a tee!
Elsam: I thought it was gonna be hella cringey playin' dress-up with you dudes... but now that we're doin' it, I'm actually mega happy.
Lowain: About that—why'd you make us suits too? This is too much, yo.
Korwa: Well, you did pay me, remember?
Lowain: What! Hold up. But that was for—
Korwa: The truth is, I had leftover fabric from Tomoi's suit, so I was able to make them at a bargain price.
Korwa: So I don't want to hear another word about it! Okay?
Both: Korwie...
Korwa: Now then, you've got a busy schedule of hanging out today, right? Off you go!
All Three: Wahey!
Tomoi: Y'know, all this really drove somethin' home.
Elsam: Wait, huh? You've got that fiery look in your eyes again, dude.
Tomoi: I think I'm a perf example of a late shooter. And that's why I'm gonna keep on truckin' down the path of dandyism.
Tomoi: So yeah... Thanks in advance, brofams!
Elsam: Bwahaha! Pretty sure you mean "late bloomer." Otherwise you might wanna get that "late shooter" thing checked out.
Lowain: Bwahaha! And I don't think I've heard any dude call himself a late bloomer!
Lowain: But roger that, bro. Me and Sammy'll be right there to give ya all the pushes or slaps you need!
All Three: Yes! Dandyism!
Beneath the clear blue sky, Tomoi feels the powerful bond he shares with his bros more strongly than ever before.
As he strides down the road toward their usual cafe, he dreams of the day he will achieve his ideal of definitive dandyism.
The End.

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