Yugioh react to si

This fic is something to test the waters as to say and get the idea out let's just say this was inpierd by most of the Pokemon fanfic where they react to a player thst ethier Im thier wolrd or a whole deferent universe and they watch his journey
The first thing any of them registered was light.
Not the warm, familiar light of a city street or a classroom or a duel arena something colder and more deliberate, like the inside of a theatre before the curtain goes up. White walls. Tiered rows of seats arranged in a gentle slope, cushioned and wide, facing an enormous screen that currently showed nothing but a faint, shimmering static.
Yugi Muto blinked. He was standing in the third row from the front, and he had absolutely no idea how he'd got there.
"Joey?" he said, turning.
"Right here, right here—" Joey Wheeler stumbled into the seat beside him, grabbing the armrest like it might move. "What in the — where are we? We were just in the middle of—"
"Duel Academy." That was Jaden Yuki's voice, two rows back, already on his feet and scanning the room with the bright, electric attention of someone who'd woken up in strange places enough times to have skipped past fear and landed squarely on interest. "I was right in the middle of a duel with Syrus—" he paused, turned, and found the smaller boy already seated beside him, pale and gripping his jacket. "Oh, there you are."
"I don't
don't know what happened
"Fascinating." The voice was

came from the far end of the front row. Seto Kaiba stood with his arms folded and his coat settling around him like he'd been placed there by someone with an eye for composition. His expression suggested he found absolutely nothing fascinating and was merely being ironic. "I am going to find whoever is responsible for this and make them regret every decision they have made since birth."
"Kaiba," Yugi said quietly.
"Don't."

Mokuba was already beside his brother, head swivelling to take in the room with a twelve-year-old's unfiltered awe. "There are so many people," he said. "Are they all duelists?"
They were, as it turned out. The room Seemed to Fill itself in gradually
or perhaps it had been full from the start and awareness of it simply expanded as the shock wore off. Yusei Fudo, Jack Atlas, Crow Hoshino and Akiza Izinski had arrived clustered together at the left side of the middle rows, and Yusei had already gone quiet in the particular way that meant he was cataloguing everything he could see. Jack was standing with his arms crossed, surveying the room as though personally offended by the décor. Crow was trying to count the exits.
In the upper rows, Yuma Tsukumo was standing on his seat for a better view and had already been told twice by Shark to sit down. Astral hovered at Yuma's shoulder like a translucent blue footnote, his golden eyes moving slowly and methodically across every face in the room.
Tea Gardner had found a seat near Yugi and was counting under her breath. Tristan Taylor was beside her. Marik Ishtar had materialised somewhere in the back row and was, for the moment, saying nothing. Bakura Ryou sat two seats from him and was making an effort to look in a different direction.
Mai Valentine sat with one leg crossed over the other and an expression of polished scepticism. "Someone want to explain what's happening?" she said, to the room at large. "Because I was in the middle of something."
Nobody answered, because at that moment the screen flickered.
The static resolved. The image that came up was bright and vivid and immediately legible to everyone present regardless of era

a street. A town square, almost, ringed by buildings that curved pleasantly in the afternoon light. There were people at the edges of the frame. Three boys in the foreground, who were not being pleasant.
And, facing them, a fourth.



He wasn't tall for his age — though he carried himself as though the concept of height had simply never applied to him. White hair, sharp enough in colour to look almost luminous in the outdoor light, cut neatly above his ears. Eyes so blue they registered from across the screen like a trick of the camera. He was wearing casual clothes and had five — five — deck boxes secured along his belt and side in a configuration that suggested the arrangement had been thought about.
The three boys had clearly said something unpleasant to the two children behind him. A girl in pink who was holding her own dignity together by sheer stubbornness, and a smaller boy who was clearly grateful someone had stepped in.
The white-haired boy rolled his shoulders once.
"Yo."
The three bullies stopped.
"I'd appreciate it," he said, voice easy and conversational, like he was asking someone to pass the salt, "if you left my friends alone. You know?"
The biggest of the three sneered. "Or what? I doubt you'd beat us in a duel."
"Yeah," said the second. "He's probably weak. I mean look at him. Five deck boxes?"
"Who needs that many decks?" said the third.
The white-haired boy tilted his head. Something moved behind his eyes .
"I can't exactly stick to one deck when thier plenty new summon types i need to master or well crush ur hopes and dreams

his gaze moved across the three of them with the unhurried efficiency of someone taking stock of something small " I'd say
A shorter boy red-haired, earnest, clearly a friend stepped forward. "You don't have to, Kaito."
The white-haired boy Kaito turned just long enough to reach over and ruffle the red-haired boy's hair once with the careless affection of someone who'd done it a hundred times.
"Yuya," he said. "Don't worry." after All I am the strongest
A grin broke across his face like sunrise. Wide and sharp and entirely without doubt.
"And besides those blue eyes swung back to the bullies "these guys are weak."


In the watching room, the first reactions arrived.
"Whoa," Mokuba said. "He reminds me off you bro.
"Psh." Mai uncrossed and recrossed her legs. "Probably just hyping himself up for his friends. Doesn't mean he can back it up."

"He said it with his whole chest though," Joey said, leaning forward with both elbows on his knees. "I'll give him that."
"mhm Hes nothing like me Mokuba ," Kaiba said, from the front row, with the tone of someone who had invented the concept and was reviewing an unauthorised imitation. "
We'll see whether he's as capable as his mouth suggests."
"He's fourteen, Kaiba," Tea said.
"I was building corporations at fourteen."
"That's not the flex you think it is."
Yusei had said nothing. He was watching the screen with his chin rested lightly on one hand, and his eyes hadn't moved from the white haired boy since the moment he appeared.




Kaito reached down and unclipped his third deck box.
His fingers moved through it once quick and certain, the motion of someone who knew every card by touch then drew out a deck and slid it into his duel disk with a clean click.
"I'll duel all three of you," he said pleasantly. " Three versus one."

Silence.
Then the bullies grinned at each other.

DUEL BEGIN]
Kaito Gojo — LP: 8,000
Bully 1 — LP: 8,000
Bully 2 — LP: 8,000
Bully 3 — LP: 8,000


The three bullies moved through their opening turns with the blunt efficiency of duelists who relied on brute numbers. By the time Kaito's first turn arrived, each of them had summoned a monster with two thousand attack points and set a card face-down.
Three monsters. Six thousand combined attack. A wall.
Kaito drew.
He looked at his hand. Five cards.

KAITO'S TURN — DRAW PHASE
He fanned his hand once,
"Oh no," he said, with absolutely no conviction. "I am so scared."

like him," Joey said immediately.
"He hasn't done anything yet," Tristan said.
"I like him already ," Joey said.

KAITO'S MAIN PHASE 1

Mhm okay then il play this The spell card

Polymerization

He pulled the spell from his hand and fed it to the disk.
"I fuse. using the materials in my hand."
He spread three cards across his disk. Three monsters. The field began to change.
"." To call upon the Ultimate Monster

Blue eyes Ultimate dragon

Level 12 / LIGHT / Dragon / Fusion / ATK: 4,500 / DEF: 3,800

Three pillars of light rose from the ground and converged above the field in a single blinding column. When they fell, the shape that remained was massive three heads arcing upward on long white necks, scales like carved ivory, wings that blocked out the rendered sky above the action field.




The bullies took a step back from their own holograms. One of them went slightly pale.
Kaito looked at his dragon. His dragon looked at nothing, because it was a hologram, but the sentiment was there.
"Next," he said, drawing a spell card from his hand with two fingers and holding it up, "I activate Neutron Blast."
Neutron Blast spell card
This card can only be equipped to "Blue-Eyes Ultimate Dragon." The equipped monster can attack all monsters your opponent controls once each.
"This spell," he said, to no one in particular and possibly to the bullies as a courtesy, "allows my Ultimate Dragon to attack 3 times this turn

The three-headed dragon reared.
It attacked.
The first monster exploded in a burst of scattered light. A second later, the second. A third later, the third.

The bullies' life point counters cascaded downward as the battle damage resolved each of them taking the difference between four thousand five hundred attack points and two thousand, meaning twenty-five hundred points stripped from each life total.

Bully 1 — LP: 8,000 → 5,500
Bully 2 — LP: 8,000 → 5,500
Bully 3 — LP: 8,000 → 5,500



In the watch room, Kaiba had uncrossed his arms.
He hadn't moved. He hadn't spoken. But his arms were at his sides now, and his eyes were on the screen with an expression that was not quite recognition and not quite offence and not quite anything with a clean name.
Mokuba glanced up at him. Wisely said nothing.


Joey) well would you look at that looks like rich boy isn't special anymore if someone using his card

Kiba) Wheeler quiet or else

Yugi) okay enough no fighting here he must've pulled some inasne Luck to be able to have a hand like that first turn


Yusei) yeah Talk about insane luck it looks he planed to finish it as fast as possible

Yumma) man this makes me wanna duel him

Shark) oh please with ur supar skills you'd lose


KAITO'S BATTLE PHASE — END
The Blue-Eyes Ultimate Dragon settled. Its three heads lowered in a way that managed to look both menacing and vaguely satisfied.
"And that's all for my Battle Phase," Kaito said. He sounded mildly apologetic. "My dragon can't attack any more this turn."
The biggest bully let out a breath he'd been holding. His life points were low but not gone. He still had his next turn. He had face-down cards.
"Yeah, well," he said, recovering his bravado with visible effort, "we'll just destroy that monster on our next turn. Then you've got nothing."
Kaito looked at him. Then he looked at his hand. Then he looked back up with the expression of someone who had been given a gift they weren't expecting.
"Oh," he said pleasantly. "There is no next turn."
He played the card.

De-Fusion Spell Card.
Return 1 Fusion Monster on the field to the Extra Deck; if you do, Special Summon its Fusion Materials from your Graveyard.
The Blue-Eyes Ultimate Dragon pulled apart.
It didn't explode or collapse it separated, the three fused forms peeling away from each other with a sound like tearing light, and where one enormous dragon had stood, three individual monsters now occupied the field.
Three Blue-Eyes White Dragons.
Each with its head raised.
Each with full attack remaining, because they had not attacked this turn.
Each pointed directly at three duelists with no monsters left to protect them.


The silence in the watching room was total.
Then Kaiba said: "…"
He said nothing. He simply stood there. The silence coming from him had a different texture than everyone else's silence.
Mokuba pressed both hands over his mouth.
Joey turned around in his seat to find someone to look at, found Tristan, and pointed at the screen with an expression of pure open-mouthed joy. "Did he just did he just


De Fusion," Yusei said, almost to himself. "He held De Fusion specifically to split Ultimate Dragon back into three attackers it feels weird he had the Specifc cards on turn one


Jaden) who cares it was so cool I wonder what other Deck he has since well the bond bewtween him and his blue eyes seem new at best

Where the ones in the red and purple feel like they been with that duelest the Longest

Chazz) the Slacker right

Yugi/atem) I can tell as well he trusts those decks well over the last 3

Kiba) then why would he duel so well with blue eyes

Mokuba) maybe since it's a new bond they respect him enough to let him show off and well ive got no doubt those dragon would wanna be shown off

Kiba) when I get out of here I crush him with mine I will always be the superior blue eyes user


Jack Atlas, who had been maintaining a posture of aristocratic detachment for the past several minutes, said nothing. But he was watching the screen, and he had been watching it without interruption



Kaito looked at his three dragons. His three dragons looked at the three duelists.
"Oh, look," he said was something in his voice now that hadn't been there before. "Three brand new monsters who haven't attacked yet. And you have he glanced at their empty fields with an

expression of theatrical concern " nothing to protect you."
BATTLE PHASE:
Blue-Eyes #1 — Burst Stream of Destruction — Bully 1 — LP: 2500 → 0
Blue-Eyes #2 — Burst Stream of Destruction — Bully 2 — LP: 2500 → 0
Blue-Eyes #3 — Burst Stream of Destruction — Bully 3 — LP: 2500 → 0



The holograms faded. The three bullies stood in the aftermath of their own defeat looking smaller than they had at the start. Kaito's dragons dissolved last, each one going slowly, like they were reluctant to leave.
Kaito watched them go. Then he turned back to Yuya and the others, and just like that the sharpness was gone, replaced by something warmer still too large to be modest, still carrying that grin like a flag but warm.
"Told you," he said simply, reclipping his deck box.
Yuya looked at him for a long moment with an expression that was half-exasperated and half something that had no clean name. "You're impossible," he said.
"I'm the strongest," Kaito corrected pleasantly.


In the watch room, the reactions settled like dust after an impact.
Joey was already talking at volume. Jaden was talking at a different volume. Yuma had fallen off his seat and was talking from the floor. Crow was laughing.
Yugi was quiet, watching the screen with his hands folded in his lap and an expression of gentle, unguarded interest.
Yusei had produced a small notebook from somewhere and was writing something down.
And Seto Kaiba stood in the front row, arms still at his sides, staring at the space where three Blue-Eyes White Dragons had just finished erasing three opponents in a single breath.
"Bro?" Mokuba said.
A pause.
"Find out," Kaiba said, "who taught that boy to duel."

The watching room had developed its own ecology in the time between chapters.
Joey had claimed the seat directly behind Yugi and was using the headrest as an armrest. Jaden had migrated three seats to the left of where he'd started, apparently without noticing. Yuma had found a snack somewhere nobody knew where and was eating it with the focused energy of someone who treated everything as equally important. Astral was observing Yuma eat with the expression of an academic studying a phenomenon he found baffling but couldn't look away from.

Kaiba had not moved from the front row. He had not relaxed either. He sat with the precision of someone who refused to let a chair have the satisfaction of being comfortable.
The screen had been running continuously. What it showed now was a duel school — modest, clearly well-loved, clearly struggling. A practice arena with a Solid Vision system that had seen better years. A red-haired boy in goggles sparring with a large, serious young man whose entire philosophy of duelling appeared to be forward.
And at the edge of the arena, watching with his arms folded loosely and his expression somewhere between fond and evaluating, was Kaito.

"There he is," Mokuba said.
"Mm." Yugi leaned forward slightly. On screen, Kaito's eyes moved between the two duelists with the quiet attention of someone reading a situation rather than just watching it.
"Looks like he's watching his friends duel ," Yusei said, from the middle rows. "
"Mhm yeah I wonder if he can synchro summon Akiza said. "
Yusei considered that. Well it would be most likely I figured it be weird to have Multiple decks and all of them being fusion it grow stale


On screen, the practice duel ended when the Solid Vision system groaned, shuddered, and gave up entirely with a sound like a disappointed sigh. The arena's holographic field flickered and died. The large duelist Gongenzaka, someone in the crowd had called him looked at the ceiling with the expression of a man whose hot-blooded training had been personally insulted by machinery.
The red-haired boy Yuya L anded from wherever the duel's action had taken him and looked at his friend with something caught between guilt and helplessness.
"Daw, man," Joey said, slumping back. "I wanted to see how that one turned out."
"If that were a Kaiba Corp system," Kaiba said, without turning around, "it would not have overheated."
"Sure," Joey said. "Because you'd have charged them so much for it they couldn't afford to turn it on."

Kaiba did not dignify this with a response.
On screen, a man in a suit arrived. Then a promotional reel for something called LDS Leo Duel School. The cards it flashed were familiar enough to make half the watching room sit up straighter. Dark Armed Dragon. Chaos Soldier. Gorz the Emissary of Darkness. Cards from eras the people in this room had lived through personally.

"They're using our cards," Chazz said, from somewhere in the middle rows, with an indignation that suggested he felt this was copyright infringement

"They're using everyone's cards," Crow said. "Look at that list."
The promotional reel ended. What followed was a sequence of events that moved quickly an invitation, a reluctance, a capitulation in exchange for a new Solid Vision system, and then an empty space where Yuya should have been standing.
Kaito, on screen, watched the empty space. His expression didn't shift much. But something in his posture — the set of his shoulders, the angle of his chin changed in a way that was subtle enough that most of the watching room missed it.

"He's worried," Yugi said quietly, to no one in particular.

"He's not showing it," Tea said.
"No," Yugi agreed. "And maybe Thats for the best



The venue was enormous. The action field bloomed into existence around a castle that looked like something from a painting — battlements and towers and a sky rendered in gold and amber by the Solid Vision system, so convincing that several people in the watching room glanced up involuntarily, as though expecting to find the same sky overhead.
"That's an action field," Jaden said, with sincere admiration.
"The scale of it," Yusei said. He was leaning forward now, elbows on his knees. "Riding Duels use terrain too but this is — the whole environment is interactive."
"Action Cards," Astral said. "Scattered throughout the field at the duel's start. Physical advantages that either duelist can acquire by moving through the space." A pause. "The strategic implications are considerable."
"It rewards physical capability as well as deck construction," Yusei said. "

"It rewards running away," Jack said flatly. "Which is not duelling."
"Jack."

"I'm stating a fact."
On screen, the crowd was enormous and loud and had already decided it didn't think much of the young challenger who'd shown up in a clown costume and was currently sprinting away from the reigning champion's monster at full speed.

Kaito stood with Yuzu and the others at the arena's edge. His arms were still folded. He was watching Yuya move across the field with an expression that was difficult to categorise not anxious, not amused. Focused, in the way that a person is focused when they are seeing something they already know the shape of and are waiting to see if it resolves the way they expect.

"He knows something," Crow said, watching Kaito rather than Yuya.

"Well duh he knows yuya.," jaden said simply.



The duel progressed. Ishijima's Battleguard King — a monster that hit like a structural wall — tore through the field while Yuya scrambled for Action Cards, buying time with Evade and Miracle and sheer momentum while the crowd grew restless and Yuzu's knuckles went white on the barrier.
"He's not just running," Yusei said, and his voice had the quality of someone narrating a realisation as it formed. "Every time he picks up an Action Card, he's reading the field. He knows where the next one is before he gets there."
"I've been good at finding things since I was a kid," Yugi murmured, echoing what Yuya had said on screen moments before.
Wonder Balloon. The continuous spell that used collected Action Cards as fuel, popping them one by one to drain Battleguard King's attack points to zero. The watching room went quiet as the play resolved — not the stunned silence of something incomprehensible, but the appreciative silence of people who understood what they were seeing and respected it.
"That," Joey said, with feeling, "was clean."
"The Action Cards weren't just survival tools," Yusei said. "He Must've been stockpiling them. The whole time he was running, he was building toward that."
"Resourceful," Astral said.
"His father taught him that," said a woman's voice on screen Yuya's mother, watching from the crowd. He has lived behind a clown's mask. What he really wanted to become was Sakaki Yushou.
The watching room absorbed that in silence for a moment.
"Rough," Crow said quietly.
Yugi said nothing. His hands were folded in his lap and he was watching the screen with an expression that anyone who knew him would have recognised

the expression he wore when something resonated with something old and personal and not entirely healed.
Joey, who knew him better than anyone, didn't say anything either. He just shifted his chair half an inch closer.


Yuya's Odd-Eyes Dragon hit the field and the crowd erupted. On the action field, Ishijima's Battleguard King absorbed the attack — survived it, thanks to his own Miracle — and powered back up through Battleguard Rage and Battleguard Magic until his life points sat restored and his monster's attack had climbed beyond anything Yuya's hand could answer.
And then Yuya drew his next hand and found nothing useful.
The crowd felt it. The momentum that had been building cracked. Yuya stood in the middle of the field with five cards that couldn't save him and an expression underneath the performance that was, for just a moment, entirely unguarded.
So standing in for my dad was impossible after all.
Kaito, at the barrier, went very still.
Not tense. Not alarmed. Still in the way that a person is still when they are watching something arrive that they have been waiting for

when the moment they have been patient about has finally decided to show up.
Yuzu had her hands over her mouth. Gongenzaka's jaw was tight. The crowd was murmuring.
Kaito unfolded his arms.

Swing, Pendulum. Further. Even further.
The Pendulum Scales appeared.
Two Spell Zones lit up on either side of Yuya's field — the Stargazer Magician to the left, the Timegazer Magician to the right, their scale values of one and eight creating a corridor between them. A corridor through which monsters of Level Two through Seven could be called simultaneously, as many as the Extra Deck could provide, all at once, from thin air and light and whatever it was that lived between one swing and the next.
The watching room stopped.
Not gradually. All at once.
"What on Earth is happening?!" — Ishijima, on screen.
Nobody in the watching room answered that question because nobody in the watching room had an answer. The Pendulum Summon resolved — monsters flooding the field in a cascade that the Solid Vision system rendered in light and sound and the kind of scale that made people in stadiums instinctively lean back — and the silence in the watching room held for three full seconds after it was done.
Then everyone started talking at once.
"What was that?"
"Did he just summon multiple monsters simultaneously—"
"The scales," Yusei said, cutting through the noise, and his voice had an edge in it that the watching room hadn't heard from him before — not alarm, but something urgent and sharp. "The two monsters in the Spell Zones created a range. He summoned everything within that range at the same moment."
"That's not — you can't—" Chazz started.
"He just did," Crow said.
"But the mechanics of it," Yusei pressed. "The Spell Zones as scale anchors. It's a completely new Summoning method. The Extra Deck provides the monsters. You set the range with two Pendulum Monsters in your Spell Zones and everything between those levels comes out simultaneously." He sat back. "That changes everything about board-building."
"It changes everything about going second," Jack said. He sounded like someone who'd been hit with an idea and was still processing the impact. "If your opponent clears your field, you can replenish it entirely in one move. One turn. Full board from nothing."
Astral was silent. Not processing-silent — somewhere else entirely, his golden eyes moving through calculations that had nothing to do with the room around him.
"Astral?" Yuma said.
"I am thinking," Astral said.
"About what?"
A pause.
"About what this means," Astral said, "for every duel that has ever been played."


Kaito, on screen, was smiling.
Not the wide, sharp grin from the bully duel — something quieter than that. Something that lived at the corner of his mouth and didn't announce itself. He was watching Yuya on the field the way someone watches a thing they have been waiting to see confirmed, and the confirmation has arrived exactly on schedule, and it is more than they expected even though they expected it.
"He's not surprised," Tea said.
"No," Yugi agreed.
"He knew," Joey said slowly, watching Kaito's face on screen. "He knew that was gonna happen."
Yugi didn't answer that. He was watching Kaito with the same careful attention Kaito was giving Yuya, and his expression was thoughtful in a way that had teeth in it — not suspicion exactly, but the quiet, alert interest of someone who has noticed something worth noticing and is filing it away.
In the front row, Kaiba had not moved. He had not spoken since the Pendulum Summon resolved. His eyes were on the screen and his expression was the one he wore when something had surprised him and he was in the process of refusing to admit it.
Mokuba looked up at him.
"Seto?"
"New mechanic," Kaiba said. His voice was completely level. "Completely new mechanic. Implications for competitive play are—" He stopped.
"Are what?" Mokuba asked.
A pause that lasted slightly too long.
"Significant," Kaiba said.
Joey twisted around in his seat. "Did Kaiba just almost say something nice about someone else's card game idea?"
"I said significant," Kaiba said. "That is a neutral descriptor."
"Your face wasn't neutral
"Wheeler."
"I'm just saying
"Wheeler."


On the action field, the duel reached its climax. Odd-Eyes Dragon returned to the field. The Spiral Flame attack connected. The numbers resolved.
Strong Ishijima — LP: 0
The crowd erupted.
Yuya stood in the middle of the field, surrounded by the noise of people who hadn't believed in him forty seconds ago, and his expression was — something complicated. Not triumph, exactly. Something that had triumph in it but also grief, and relief, and a specific kind of ache that comes from doing something for someone who isn't there to see it.
Kaito, at the barrier, exhaled once. The quiet smile was still there. He watched Yuya in the noise and the light with the expression of someone who is cataloguing a moment because they know it matters — filing it away carefully, the way you file away things you want to keep.
Then Yuzu was moving past him toward the field, and Gongenzaka, and the moment broke open into the ordinary chaos of celebration.
Kaito didn't follow immediately. He stood at the barrier a moment longer, watching the crowd swarm his friend, and whatever was in his expression in those few seconds was something the watching room only caught because the camera happened to be pointed at him.
It was not complicated, what was on his face.
It was just — quiet. And careful. And very, very watchful, in the way of someone who loves something and knows that loving it means knowing what it will cost.
"He's protecting something," Akiza said softly.
Nobody disagreed.


In the watching room, the noise had settled into the particular low hum of people processing something that had shifted their understanding of the world they thought they knew.
Jaden was talking at Syrus about Pendulum Summoning with the enthusiasm of someone who had just discovered a new favourite thing. Crow and Yusei were having a quiet, rapid conversation in the shorthand of people who've been friends for years. Yuma had eaten whatever the snack was entirely and was now gesturing at Shark with the empty wrapper.
Joey leaned back in his chair and looked at the ceiling.
"Yugi," he said.
"Yeah?"
"That Kaito kid."
"Yeah."
"He knew about the Pendulum thing before it happened." Joey paused. "And he's the strongest duelist at the school. And he's got five deck boxes." Another pause. "And he just — looked at Yuya like that."
Yugi was quiet for a moment.
"Yeah," he said.
"Who is he?"
Yugi didn't answer. On screen, Kaito had finally moved away from the barrier to join the celebration, and was ruffling Yuya's hair with the same easy, careless affection as before, and Yuya was complaining about it, and everything looked perfectly ordinary.
"I don't know yet," Yugi said. "But I think we're going to find out."



A/N I won't lie I used the transcript for this. And Added most of the dioluge
Then used Claude to make look clean

And half way through I sort of gave up on editing
Because ive it does intrest me dont get me wrong but I feel like I'd rather work on my other work because i am kinda scatter brained and like to hyper focus on stuff

Since I won't lie I am still not to sure how I wanna do this Next chapter I am just gonna have Kaito showing off

(Should I Also make Kaito a physic duelest on the same level as AKiza or give him a knock off version of infitey)